#Buying Emerald Jewelry

[sexbot300]

18+, minors dni! (being a slut for nanami bc honestly who isn’t)

authors note: hello! this is my first-ever post, i hope you guys enjoy it! (I literally have no idea how layouts work yet, bear with me)

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sugardaddy!nanami who scolds you whenever you feel as if you’re “doing too much,” with all the lavish gifts he gives you. nothing is too much for his angel.

sugardaddy!nanami that asks which jewelry set you like best. emerald or ruby? ah. how about both?

sugardaddy!nanami who you thought would be a joyless, serious man as people portray him. they’re not lying, he really is serious, to people that aren’t you. you’ll witness a soft side of him that only shows the most gentle of smiles.

sugardaddy!nanami who gladly scoops you up bridal style in his arms, walking while you burry your head into his chest.

sugardaddy!nanami who unpacks the gifts he gets you on the countertop after a business trip. “kento, baby, you shouldn’t have.” you play with the polyester ribbon while he simply leans back on the fridge opening up a beverage. “I couldn’t help but have the prettiest woman in the world waiting for me at home. it would be embarrassing of me to show up empty-handed.”

sugardaddy!nanami who for the first few times that you went out with him, meticulously kept track of the things you called “cute” and noted wherever your eyes wandered for a minute too long. the next morning you woke up with everything you ogled your eyes at decorating your room. attached is a note that read, “please forgive me, sweetheart, I didn’t know which you liked best. p.s. my sincerest apologies again, I let my own thoughts get carried away. be good for me and wear this tonight.” your fingers gingerly held onto the note, until your eyes fell on two things you don’t remember looking at when you went out shopping. a beautiful silk gown and an expensive lingerie set.

sugardaddy!nanami who will gladly kneel to strap your heel, placing a kiss on your ankle, after trailing his hand up and down your shin.

sugardaddy!nanami who sends you a monthly allowance for your hair, nails, skincare, and whatever you desire.

sugardaddy!nanami who thinks indulging in materialistic things is futile, but he wants to see you decorated in every fine piece of fabric, clothing, and accessories.

sugardaddy!nanami who acts as if he’s unbothered by you curling up on his lap while he types away on his work computer. you couldn’t even tell how much he adores every second of this as he idly types away. he loves to have you pushed up on him all the time, the minute you slightly move? a strong hand is placed on your thigh or waist to prevent you from leaving.

sugardaddy!nanami who’s only condition is to continue this dynamic until you’re unhappy or want nothing to do with it. (you literally want to marry this man but okay).

sugardaddy!nanami who has a saturday night ritual with you where you buy the most extravagant of desserts and feed it to each other. oh yeah, you have to be sitting on his lap the entire time while you both feed each other from the same fork.

sugardaddy!nanami who places his nose on the nape of your neck while you’re seated on him as he sharply breathes in your scent. “as much as I enjoy eating sweets with you,” he said in a whisper, “they could never mimic your taste.”

sugardaddy!nanami who started off paying your rent, bills, and utilities which he felt mentally, secretly disgruntled by. not because he’s paying (duh) or he has to take care of you, it’s just the fact you haven’t moved in with him yet.

sugardaddy!nanami who considers you under his care and deems your wellbeing as his responsibility. you’re hurt? point to where. your body is sore? lay back down while he massages you. you’re hungry? food is being sent over and here’s money for grocery shopping. you’re upset? he kneels down in front of you as he attentively listens to your sobs.

sugardaddy!nanami who supports your hobbies. he’ll drop off little things that he knows have to do with your interests and only says, “you like this don’t you?” you name drop pilates, cooking, art, knitting, whatever it is, he signs you up for the nearest classes.

sugardaddy!nanami who actually notices if you did something different with your hair, if you wore a new shade of lip gloss. little things.

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sugardaddy!nanami who places the most tender of kisses onto your forehead like he didn’t wreck your shit a second prior. “such a good girl… i’m so so proud. taking my cock in so well.”

sugardaddy!nanami that plays with your body in subtle ways. hands? his big, veiny fingers are stroking yours gently. thighs? constantly getting gripped. your waist? a strong arm wrapped around it. your cheek? a thumb stroking it. shoulders? relieving tension from it. collarbone? rearranging your necklace so it lays properly. guts? fucked out of place. makeup? smeared all across his luxurious bedsheets. lips? blown out from sucking his monster cock and making out.

sugardaddy!nanami who rents out an entire summer beach house with a glorious view of the ocean. partially because he likes the privacy of you two alone, surrounded by nature, and romantic sunset dinners. also because he wants to watch you ride him while he leans back on a beach chair without disturbing the public. (nobody is allowed to see what’s his).

sugardaddy!nanami who actually pounded you into another dimension, your mind still in a haze while he carries you to the running bath. “stay with me princess, i need to clean you up.”

sugardaddy!nanami who makes sure you finish several times before he does. oh poor baby, you’re out of breath? would you like some water? we’re not finished yet. poor nanami didn’t get to cum once, and you so badly want him to use your body to do so.

sugardaddy!nanami who buys you a personal collection of sex toys to play with when he’s not there. he personally studies the way your body twitches and convulses with certain toys, he needs to know how to please his princess. sometimes he chuckles to himself because he knows deep down, nothing– no one, can please you the way he does.

sugardaddy!nanami who sees you stressed or crying over school and work and quickly replaces those tears with ones of joy.

sugardaddy!nanami who will have you folded like a damn lawn chair and only whisper sweet nothings while drilling into you.

sugardaddy!nanami who has a high sex drive but hides it in the beginning like the gentleman he is, making sure you feel comfortable and safe.

sugardaddy!nanami who gives you the car you’ve been wanting forever. you ride the car for a bit with him ecstatic, kissing him over and over, giggling. you both quickly found a new way to celebrate. you’re pinned down over the glove compartment, one large hand gripping both of yours as they’re pinned to your back, and the sounds of skin slapping with your loud moans mix in the air. “ke-n-toooo~ I-I don’t want to ge- uh! It m-messy in h-ere…” “don’t worry darling, I-” a low grunt comes out, “i always cum inside dont I?” he quickens up the pace only to have you screaming like a whore. “t-that’s it. just take it. It feels good, I know,” he mercilessly pounds into you, kissing your temple, “just come undone on me, that’s it. make me proud.”

sugardaddy!nanami who texts you to quickly come to the office and sends you a cab for an urgent “visit.” why? he’s stressed and his favorite method to cool down is your throat expanding around his girthy dick. he'll grip the strands of your hair while cooing at you, "i know angel, i know. but you look so beautiful right now, don't stop."

sugardaddy!nanami who groans from the stressors of his job, turning his attention to you while he pushes himself back on his chair. he looks down on his bulge before sighing and tugging his tie down left and right. “go ahead. come suck me off, i need it and I know you want it too.”

sugardaddy!nanami who does the whole pillow underneath, hand pressed on lower abdomen, with a vibrator wand abusing your clit.

sugardaddy!nanami who has a diet that consists of devouring your pussy on a regular basis. “b-babe… i- ah! s-slow down,” as you elicit a loud dirty moan that fills the room, “pleaaaase.” if only you knew he takes more pleasure out of this than you and you’re the one gripping his hair to the point of leaving his scalp red. he further pushes his nose into you, mumbling, “beg all you want, I’m not done.”

sugardaddy!nanami who is a gentleman, really. who will kill anything within 5 meters if it remotely threatens you. but he can’t help but admire the way your little cunt can’t fully take it the first few times together.

sugardaddy!nanami who never thought much of daddy kinks, but when he hears “daddy” slip out of your precious mouth, his heels dig deeper into the mattress, his massive body weight shifts crushing you, angling his dick in an almost sinful way while pressing you deeper into a mating press. “say it again.”

sugardaddy!nanami who watches you squirm with a vibrator jammed to your clit and his tongue lapping up and down your cunt like any separation from his tongue and your pussy will cause his death. “k-kento s-stop this feeli- ah! I th- oh god! I think I need to pee!” he can’t help but chuckle in his head. his baby never squirted before until now.

sugardaddy!nanami who secretly wants to get you knocked up. man loves fucking his cum into you. he has such a big breeding kink that you catch on.

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[luvneymar]

# PRINCESS TREATMENT! — footballers

— SUMMARY: you show off the princess treatment you get from your footballer boyfriend! (part 2!)

CONTENT: fluff, footballers being simps, light jealously, light sensuality, sexual themes in messi’s drabble

PARINGS: young!messi x reader, young!christiano, barça!neymar x reader, jude bellingham x reader

NOTE: feel free to change anything about the dress or the jewellery 💕

NEYMAR JUNIOR — credit card!

“Angel, o que você está olhando?” Neymar kissed your forehead before plopping down beside you sliding his hand to your waist. You took a sip from your red wine before answering him “Online Shopping.” [What are you looking at?]

You were currently shopping on Van Cleef & Arpels for the trending Vintage Alhambra set, your friend had showed it & you couldn’t help but take and interest in it.

“Hmm, do you like it?” Neymar asked kissing down your neck till he reached your collarbone, you curl your hand around his head as he nipped at your vanilla scented soft skin. “Yeah it’s beautiful. I prefer it in red though.”

You took another sip of your wine as you placed the last item of the set in the cart inching the total amount above 60,000. You took a deep sigh placing your wine cup onto the coffee table in-front of you.

“Something wrong princess?” Neymar asks slightly concerned with the look on your face, you shook your head slowly tapping the arm-rest of the couch with your nails before pulling his head onto your lap with his hair scratching against your exposed thighs.

“Nothing, I just feel bad spending your money.” You muttered out, not used to living such a lavish lifestyle to this degree & having everything at your fingertips was a constant battle with your impulse control issues.

He sat up slowly looking deeply into your eyes, he had a serious look on his face but all you could see was love and affection seeping from his pores every second he stared into your eyes.

“My love, what does life mean for me if I can’t spend money on the woman I love? My money is your money & your money is your money.” Hearing that shut down any type of insecure thoughts still lingering in your mind.

As your eyes focus’s on his he grabbed the back of your neck moving aside any stray hair and pulled you in for a soft kiss. Neymar smiled into the kiss as he can taste your strawberry chapstick on his tongue.

You pull away from the kiss staring at your boyfriend who just sat in front of you with a cocky look on his face wiping away the saliva from his lips as he later back down hands behind his head your exposed lap.

“Buy anything you’d like love, my money is for you & you only.”

CRISTIANO RONALDO — expensive jewelry!

“Which one would you like beautiful? Pick anything you like.” Cristiano whispered into your ear as you skimmed the different glass boxes filled with 24k+ different types of diamonds, golds & other expensive stones.

He had to practically beg you to go out with him today as you were feeling a little down lately but he knew you’d like what you were looking at. “Relax baby I’ll choose one.” You giggled walking to the other side of the boutique to look at the emerald stones.

You weren’t a big fan of dark swampy colours of greens but something about emerald jewels just caught your eye in a way other gems couldn’t; except diamonds of course. Apart from Cristiano; Diamonds were your 1 true love.

“Excuse me how much is—” Just as you were going to ask the salesman the price of the necklace + earrings set you just found Cris had interrupted you placing his hand over your mouth. “Hi can you grab this for us please? Thank you so much.”

As the jeweller prepared the necklace Ronaldo had pulled you into a secluded area of the store placing a finger over his mouth signalling you to be quiet. “Love, don’t ask for the price when you’re out with me. Ever. If you’re with me just ask for what you want.”

“Okay, Mr. Ronaldo.” You pulled him by the tie for a quick kiss where he wrapped his arms around your waist inching his hand down towards your ass giving it a slight squeeze.

You both pulled away walking back to the salesman with his hand still on your ass who was calling your names. “Mr. Ronaldo, this is a 24 carat, hand crafted, €310,000 necklace. All the diamonds here are—”

“I know you’re just doing your job but I’m sure my girlfriend here doesn’t care about all the statistics. Please box it for her & send me the bill.” Cristiano cut the salesman off once he noticed you weren’t paying 1 bit of attention to the details of the necklace + earring’s history.

“Right away.” The jeweller smiled before walking away to get the actual product out the back to begin packaging it. Once he walked away you turned to Cris and pulled him in for a kiss cupping his face.

Once you both pulled away he wiped away some dust from your face with his thumb while staring into your eyes as if he had been hypnotized by you. “What was that for?”

“You don’t like my kisses anymore?” You questioned pulling him to whisper in his ear, he chuckled lowly rubbing circles on your ass.

“No, not that. You rarely kiss me in public if it isn’t a secluded area.” You looked up at him with your (colour) doe eyes as you watched him swallow nervously loosening his tie.

“Well you just bought me €300,000 diamond necklaces. It’s your reward.” Dragging your finger down his chest & looking up at him with your eyes filled with a look of seduction & affection.

“If spoiling my lover gets me rewards like this you can pick out anything you like in the store. We won’t leave till your satisfied.”

JUDE BELLINGHAM — shoe strap!

“Darling are you finish yet? We have to leave soon.” Jude walks into your shared bedroom & watches you finish the final touches of your make up dress still unzipped and different pairs of heels spread around the room.

“Sorry baby, I was having trouble zipping up my dress then I couldn’t pick between a few heels.” Seeing him walk into the room made you go faster than you already were. Feeling his hands on your shoulders calmed you down.

“Don’t stress, I’ll help you.” He motioned you to sit up from the ottoman, feeling his cold hands against your exposed warm back sent electric waves down your spine giving you goosebumps all over your arms.

As Jude’s hands zipped up your dress you stared him through the mirror watching his every move. Once he was done he spun you around and kissed your forehead placing his on-top of yours.

You both stayed in that position for a while before he pulled away and made his way towards your shared walk-in closet coming back your YSL heels. “Oh not those they’re soooo hard to walk in.”

You complained walking towards the bed to pick up a different pair of shoes. He placed the shoe box beside you taking the pair of Red Bottoms and flinging them somewhere around the room. “You look stunning in them, if your feet start to hurt I’ll carry you. Okay?”

“…Okay” You responded sticking out your foot so Jude could put on the first shoe, you felt like Cinderella when she lost her glass shoe & the prince came to personally return it to her.

“Stand up baby.” Jude helped you stand up from the bed as if you were made of glass holding your waist as he hoisted you up.

Jude bent down to adjust the strap of your heel around your ankle, once he was done he lifted your foot to kiss the side of your ankle before going to the other one.

As he did the same to your left foot he hadn’t notice your phone recording him as he looked back and saw you recording a tiktok through the mirror behind you. “Enjoying showing me off?”

You giggled pulling your foot away once he was done he placed your foot on the ground and stood back up, you placed your phone in your purse and turned around to place it on the bed putting in your lip-gloss & power in your bag.

As you put the rest of your items in your bag you felt Jude’s hands slip around your waist pulling you closer towards his body, you hadn’t thought anything of it until you felt something firm against your ass.

“Is that what I think it is?” You turned around to face him looking into his brown eyes which was filled lust & affection. He took your hand and tried to place it on his hard-on. Just for you to pull away.

“Uh huh, We’re going to this dinner Mr.” You pulled away and walked away towards the hallway with Jude jogging right behind you

“Can we at-least leave halfway?” He asked stopping you by grabbing onto your hand intertwining your fingers with his. “Maybe.”

“God you drive me absolutely insane baby.”

LIONEL MESSI — shopping spree!

“Sweetheart are you done yet?” Leo asked from outside the dressing room where you were currently trying on your 7th dress from the store.

You had asked to spend the day with him & when he decided to go to a shopping centre you knew were going to walk out of their a few thousand dollars poorer.

Lionel loved spending money on you as he saw how happy you looked dressing up for different events you both attended like dates, galas, award shows, games & everything else between the lines.

“Yeah I just need help with the zipper!” You opened the door of the change room and came out a in a tight black dress decorated in gold chains, you fell in-love with the dress the moment you saw lily were it the MET GALA & Leo just had to get it for you.

As you spun looking at yourself in mirror enjoying the dress Leo couldn’t help but stare at you in awe almost dropping all the shopping bags in his hands along with the other dressed over his shoulder. “God you look—”

“Stunning? Sexy? I know. All thanks to you baby. And my parents of course.” You walked towards him pulling him in for a long passionate kiss, you pulled away with a thin line of saliva connecting you two.

You looked around to see if any of the workers were around before pulling him in once again kissing him deeply as you pushed your tongue between his lips. His teammates and friends had always teased him for being pussy whipped & a simp for you.

He had always denied it thinking he was just treating you the way a boyfriend with his status & fame should but whenever you pulled him in for a kiss the way you just did he knew they were right.

“Leo baby you dropped my bags.” You whispered as you pulled away just enough for your lips to not be touching, you pulled away snickering at him before entering the change room once again to try on another dress

“Last one okay baby!” You shouted as you threw the dress over the door onto Leo’s head, he placed the bags and dresses onto the couch he was sitting and sat up sneaking into the change room along with you.

“Leo what are you—!” He slammed the door shut and pulled your body closer towards him, you just took off the previous dress so you were still in your undergarments.

“You cant be in here! What if an employee see you?” You panicked unaware of him unhooking your lacy bra as he kissed your neck hands rubbing down your waist all the way to your hips.

“It’s okay, I’ll be fast.” He whispered pulling off your bra covering your breasts with his hands as he stared at you in the mirror. “You’re too much!” You laughed turning around to face your boyfriend.

The moment you turned around he spun you back around so you could see yourself in the mirror. “You can milk me of every penny I own I don’t care, please just let me fuck you right now. I need it so badly you don’t even know.”

NOTE: i’m so sorry my tumblr is acting up rn idk if it’s showing on the tags or anything hopefully it’ll fix itself in a few! 🤍

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[aphroditelovesu]

Since requests are closing in a few days, I just wanted to put another one in. No rush go get it done of course!

I want to request a oneshot/reaction where Alexander gives reader a really, REALLY expensive necklace. Maybe it's a wedding present, a just because present , or something following the birth of the twins. You can decide what you want to do with that 😁!

Also, I keep picturing a necklace made of opal??? Not only is it a stunning gem stone, but it was also thought to be the tears of Zeus in ancient Greece, which would be an interesting tie to Alexander. Again, it's just a suggestion. You can use whatever gemstone you want!

Thanks, and take care ❤️❤️❤️!

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❝ 📜— lady l: this had been sitting in my drafts for a while and I finally decided to write it. I got a little carried away, so it's a little big, but I hope you like it and if you want to order anything else, feel free, anon! Good reading and forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️

❝tw: none, just fluff and very soft!Alexander.

❝📜pairing: yandere!alexander the great x female!reader.

❝word count: 1,308.

Alexander wanted to find something to give you. Something expensive and extravagant, something that would leave you impressed.

He felt like he owed you that. Not only had you given birth to his children, but you were loved by him and he wanted to please you. He thought of several options: a horse, silk clothes, food and even drink. He still wasn't sure what you might like.

Until he had an idea after talking to Hephaestion. He was the one who gave you the idea of giving you a necklace made from a special and rare gem. And he knew it was the right choice to make.

It was no easy task to get a merchant to have the necklace he liked and deemed worthy of you to wear around your delicate neck, but after the fifth try with a different merchant, he finally knew what your gift should be. He decided to gift you with an opal necklace, a jewel that reflected the beauty and mystery of his passion.

It would change color and he would know that it would look beautiful and graceful on your neck. Everything about you was beautiful and graceful, so the necklace would only stand out on you and no one else.

This opulent piece was adorned with the most dazzling opals that could be found in the entire Empire. Each stone sparkled with vibrant colors, dancing like the aurora borealis reflected in the starry night. The necklace was a unique treasure, a harmony of opalescent hues, displaying hues of celestial blue, emerald green, and royal purple.

The merchant who sold it told him a story about the necklace and it was this story that convinced him to buy it. According to the Persian merchant, legend said that opals were gifts from star spirits, who bestowed their blessings on those who used them with love and wisdom. The necklace was not just a piece of jewelry, but a source of magical power. Its colors and reflections were believed to contain the essence of nature, connecting the wearer to the spiritual realms and bringing fortune and protection.

Whoever owned the opal necklace was seen as a keeper of ancient secrets, an heir to the ancient magic that flowed through the precious stones. It was said that opal possessed the ability to amplify intuition and creativity, allowing the wearer to see beyond the ordinary, opening doors to new possibilities and inspiration.

After this explanation, Alexander knew that this necklace must be yours. Not just because of your story, but because of who you were. From when you really came. No one was more worthy than you.

There was also another version of the story that convinced him to buy it. Knowing how religious Alexander was, the merchant also told him that the opal was made from the tears of Zeus. Long ago, at the beginning of Greek civilization, when the gods walked among mortals, Zeus, the mighty king of the gods, shed tears of joy and sorrow over human fate. These tears, upon touching the earth, transformed into radiant stones known as opals, carrying within them the duality of emotions of the great god.

Thus was born the opal, a legendary gem forged by Zeus' own tears. Each stone was shaped from divine emotions, capturing the essence of heaven and earth. Its unique iridescence reflected not only the colors of the rainbow, but also the contrasting feelings of joy and sadness, hope and despair, harmonized in an eternal dance of light and shadow. Ancient sages believed that the necklace was not just a manifestation of beauty, but rather a link between mortals and the gods. It was said that whoever wore the opal necklace would be enveloped in the protection of Zeus and would have the divine wisdom to navigate life's challenges.

And maybe when little Aella grew up, he could give her a necklace similar to the one he chose for you.

He smiled at the thought and with the necklace inside a small wooden box with gold ornaments, he walked to the room you shared in the Babylonian palace. Straightening his posture, Alexander knocked on the door and after hearing a soft ''come in'', he opened the door and smiled widely when he saw you sitting in a padded chair with Aella in one arm and Cyrus in the other. He fell silent when he realized the twins were asleep.

You looked at him and smiled softly when you saw what he had in his hands. Alexander placed the box on a table next to the bed and approached you, carefully taking Cyrus in his arm. You smiled lovingly when you saw him cuddling the baby in his arms.

Whispering, Alexander says, ''I have something for you.''

You smiled and asked curiously, ''What is it?''

Alexander carefully picked up the box with the arm that wasn't swinging Cyrus and placed him on your lap, looking at you expectantly. You smiled and opened the box with a little difficulty due to the sleeping child in your arms. Your eyes widened when you saw the lush opal necklace. You had never seen such beautiful jewelry.

Alexander, who was watching you like a hawk, smiled at you.

''Alexander, that's…'' You swallowed and took the necklace in your hand, carefully observing its details. The necklace was a magnificent piece, a heavenly masterpiece that captivated the eyes of all who dared to gaze upon it. Every aspect of the necklace was a symphony of intertwined beauty and magic.

The centerpiece of the necklace consisted of a main opal, a generously sized gem that radiated an unparalleled iridescent glow. This central opal was an explosion of celestial color, with soft, shimmering hues that moved like an aurora borealis trapped within the gemstone. Its tones ranged from the deep blue of twilight to the lush green of enchanted forests, and occasional glimpses of the deep red of divine fire.

Around the main opal, a series of smaller opals were skillfully arranged, forming a necklace that seemed to have been woven by the stars' own hand. Each smaller gem had its own color personality, some glowing an ethereal blue, others a crystalline green, and still others with purple and gold hues reminiscent of the sun setting over distant mountains.

The structure of the necklace was as intricate as the reflections of the opals. Delicate strands of gold wove between the gems, creating a sparkling frame that complemented the iridescence of the opals. Small, intricate metal sculptures, decorated with designs that resembled star constellations, adorned the necklace, giving it an aura of ancient magic.

''Do you like it?'' Alexander asked after you remained silent, observing the necklace with a strange expression.

''I loved it.'' You whispered, admiring the necklace. Alexander walked over to you and took the necklace from your hands and placed Cyrus back in your arms, careful not to wake him. He stood behind you and removed your hair from your neck, placing the magnificent necklace around your neck. You closed your eyes when you felt the touch of his calloused fingers on your skin and sighed when the necklace was placed on you.

''I'm glad, it suits you.'' He kissed your neck affectionately and you closed your eyes, smiling.

Alexander leaned closer to your ear and whispered, ''When I heard the story about the opal… I knew it would have to be yours and yours alone.''

You opened your eyes and turned your head, looking at him. ''And what is this story?''

Alexander smiled widely and after kissing your forehead, he began to tell you both stories he had heard from the merchant. You just listened in silence, delighting in his words, with your sleeping children on your arm and the weight of the beautiful necklace around your neck.

Your small, loving family.

#history #yandere history #yandere historical characters #yandere alexander the great #yandere alexander the great x reader #alexander the great x reader #tlq #the lost queen #reaction #imagine #o- anon #yandere imagine #yandere reaction

[rosehxnt]

the stars in your eyes

characters: deuce spade, leona kingscholar, jade leech, jamil viper, silver summary: noticing the small details that make your boyfriend him warnings: mention of leona's scar, swordfighting, otherwise just fluff

Deuce Spade  He'd been nervously shifting in his seat for the better part of ten minutes, every now and then glancing at you just to see you staring at him.  "Do I have something on my face?" He finally asked.  "Yeah, handsomeness."  His face became flushed. "Thank you...but it's like you're staring right into my soul," Deuce nervously giggled.  "It's like I'm staring into the endless ocean." You held your gaze. "But it's even better because it's you and you're right here with me."  He tried to stare back at you for a few seconds, but failed, quickly turning away and finding something to distract himself with. You let out a light laugh as the eye contact ended, enamored by his reaction.

Leona Kingscholar  His chest rose and fell as you observed him. He was once again fast asleep in the botanical gardens, sun cascading across his face.  Absentmindedly, you reached out to slowly trace the scar going over his left eye.  "Herbivore." You had woken him up and he was now staring up at you, his cat-like pupils thinning to slits to accommodate for the midday sun. "What do you think you're doing?"  "I think..." You gaze into Leona's eyes, fingertips sitting still on his cheekbone. "I think I want you to look at me like that forever."  You swore you saw his pupils grow in size, but he'd deny it if you said anything. A small smile appeared on your face.  "I think I want to nap," he replied and, much to your chagrin, closed his eyes to resume his slumber. In your mind, you replayed the image of him looking at you, those emeralds he held easily rivaling even the most expensive jewelry one could buy.

Jade Leech  It was always a joy to see Jade practice his passion. That passion being taking care of his endless mushroom collection. The happiness showing in his eyes was always worth it to you, and you made sure to take in every bit of it.  Except he always noticed your staring. Although, this time he decided to say something about it.  "Why do you look at me with such intensity, my dear?" His casually delivered question threw you off, causing you to find sudden interest in the floor.  "Oh, um, I like it when you're happy, it makes me happy."  "I'm glad you're happy, then," he commented and went back to work making sure each individual terrarium was in ideal condition.  "Your eyes are also super pretty," you found yourself saying. "I love how one is like the sun and the other is like the earth. It's almost like you're my entire world."  It was his turn to deliver a shocked expression, not expecting you to turn the situation into an opportunity to flirt with him.

Jamil Viper  You were content to sit on the sidelines while Jamil prepared that evening's meal. He insisted you not do any of the work, and you questioned if he was looking out for you or the state of the meal. His answer was ambiguous.  So here you were, watching as he moved about the kitchen. His long hair swept over one shoulder, his hands working to expertly chop up the various vegetables, and his eyes flitting to each ingredient as he threw them in the large pot that was to feed the entire Scarabia dorm.  Those eyes, the ones that reminded you of the charcoal used to light fires, similar to the fire you felt for Jamil himself. He'd lit one in your heart through the way he'd always help you when you were getting behind in class or were feeling under the weather. His observant eyes that kept watch for you and worked hard to keep you out of trouble were just one of his many charms.

Silver  You'd been invited to watch Silver and Sebek spar, which you'd looked forward to for days. Both them and Lilia had worked to make sure you'd be safe just in case any blades went flying. This ended up with you sitting on a wooden bench behind a metal fence. Lilia was in the corner watching the two boys the entire time just in case, since they tended to get competitive.  Though your sight was slightly limited, it didn't stop you from watching Silver's expression as he expertly defended Sebek's attacks and launched some of his own. He was focused on the battle and his eyes, which reminded you of the translucent lavender tinted marbles you'd play with as a kid, tracked every movement and flash of metal.  It was hard to remind yourself he was still just a human in that moment. A human who had trained among fae to become a fierce enough soldier to protect their crown prince. A human who would look at you so kindly after the sparring had ended, offering his hand to help you up from where you sat, awestruck.

a/n: i was just thinking about a specific someone's eyes and thought i'd do this m.list & rules

© rosehxnt

#i’m very proud of this one #ediewrite #twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #twst fluff #twisted wonderland fluff #deuce spade #deuce spade fluff #deuce spade x reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar fluff #leona kingsholar x reader #jade leech #jade leech fluff #jade leech x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper fluff #jamil viper x reader #silver #twst silver #silver vanrouge #silver x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #deuce spade imagines #leona kingscholar imagines #jade leech imagines #jamil viper imagines #silver imagines

[sweetmoonlight7]

30. Diamond

@jegulus-microfic | March 30: diamond | word count: 619

If there was one thing that Regulus Black was known for it was being picky.

James has been thinking about this for months, even now as he walks back to their apartment he can't help but think about it.

Regulus had grown up in a fancy house in London with butlers and people who were willing to adhere to his every whim. This of course makes him, frankly at times, a very spoiled boy. While he had grown out of some of his habits from childhood, one thing neither of the Black brothers could ever outgrow was their expensive taste.

James has never minded this, he knew about all of the things that Regulus liked well before they got together. He loves Regulus and is more than happy to indulge him with all of those things.

This all tied into his dilemma.

Since he has never shied away from buying Regulus gifts. It's one of his many love languages. If he sees something that Regulus might like he will immediately buy it and give it to him, he won't even wait for a birthday or special occasion.

One of the things he will often buy for Regulus is jewelry. His boyfriend loves it, he trades out rings, necklaces, and earrings.

So what do you give your significant other that has a large assortment of rings (a lot of which) you buy for him yourself) each just as fancy as the next for an engagement ring?

This has been driving him crazy.

There are of course a few things that he knows. Like that he wants to get it engraved so that even if it is not custom-made it will be special, he knows it has to be silver, and he knows that it should not be overly flashy.

At the moment his biggest dilemma is what stone he will use. A diamond? no, too classic and boring. Pearl? too simple. Alexandirat? no blue wasn't either of their colors. Birth month stone? Basic. Opal, Emerald, Topaz… nothing seemed right. Nothing screamed, “Regulus Black I love you, marry me”.

He has seen hundreds of rings by now. Passed by so many jewelry stores, and had seen rings that Regulus would love…so why can't he seem to pick one?

Realistically James is aware that regardless of the ring that he gets him he will say yes. But how could he propose if he doesn't even know what stone Regulus would want? Isn't there some sort of guide or rule that says they should know?

The longer he waits the more reasons he comes up with as to why Regulus might say no and it becomes all too clear why he is having a hard time picking a stone. If he doesn't ask he doesn't get rejected.

Maybe taking the long way home wasn't doing any good to his overthinking. But Regulus had said that he would be home late and he thought the day was nice enough to go out.

The thoughts lay heavy on his stomach as he opened the door to their apartment.. and then almost like they had never even existed they vanished as he stepped in.

In the middle of their living room with flowers scattered around him and the light from the dining room hitting his face stood Regulus with a small box in his hand. He was smiling, a full real smile. Something that had been so rare when they met but he was now blessed with every day.

When he looks down at the ring in the box, he sees the complementary ring to the first one he had gotten Regulus, he knows that there is no world where Reg would've said no, or even hesitated.

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #marauders #starchaser #james potter x regulus black #sunseeker #jegulus microfic #jegulus fanfiction

[redbleedingrose]

🧠 eris 😘😈

I cant believe it took me this long to write one for my main male <3333

Maybe I was saving the best male for last, as per usual, SFW stuff first

Eris is the perfect mate. And I mean the perfect mate. He is so attentive, caring, loving, adoring, just everything under the sun that he could do to make you smile, he will. 

I want to start off by saying, I don’t think that there could be any other trope besides best friends to lovers for Eris. It takes so much for him to trust anyone, and he was definitely a loner before he met you. 

You basically forced your way into his life and his heart. 

And oh my god, the pining that he had for you. I mean constant flirting that he thought surmounted to nothing, but secretly had your heart fluttering. 

He could talk to you for hours about any topic and would never get bored. You could be talking about the most mundane thing like shopping or laundry or something complicated like politics or socioeconomics, and the conversation would just be so lively. 

Eris loves your laugh. It is def one of his top favorite sounds that you make, and he is constantly whispering snarky remarks or sarcastic comments to get you to laugh. 

Constantly buying y’all matching clothes so you both are known as the best dressed couple in Prythain. 

He also gave you access to the Autumn Court jewels when you were only friends?? He basically just nonchalantly handed you the key one breakfast morning to the safe, and said, “Have at it babe” 

And you were just shook??? 

And obviously you didn’t take anything, so when the next ball happened and you came in without any autumn jewels, he was like, “What happened? You didn’t like it?” and you are like “No, no, no. Er, they were stunning, but shouldn’t you save this for your future mate?” 

And he kinda just shakes his head and grabs you by the hand and takes you back to the safe. And then he picks out the jewelry himself for you. 

And he adjusts you in front of a mirror, and then puts the necklace on you. And his warm hands brush against your neck making your arm hair stand up and he leans in to press a soft kiss at the juncture between your shoulder and neck. 

You both are silent as he reaches down and pulls up your left arm, gently locking in the emerald and diamond bracelet before pressing a gentle kiss on your wrist. 

When his amber eyes meet yours, you feel it. And he feels it. That golden thread that ties your hearts together becomes alive and alight with a fire that only belongs on Eris. 

Anyways, y’all don’t make it back to the party 

Now he loves buying you jewelry, and he especially loves when he gets to play a part in designing it and picking out the certain jewels that will be used. 

Other things that are small but so romantic, he will hold your hand always. His warm hands always enclose yours wherever you are, in whatever setting. He needs to feel your touch to feel settled, and if you aren’t around, it usually sets him off in the wrong mood. 

He also does this thing where he wants to make sure that you are never cold. Constantly blowing warm air into your cold palms, letting you slip your fingers into his jacket pocket, he is constantly taking his cloak off to wrap around you, constantly taking off his sweaters before bed so you can go to bed in nothing but his warm clothing. 

OMG can we talk about his hounds for a second?? 

These hounds are supposed to be deadly. They are supposed to be scary and barking at you and chasing after you. 

But they are the sweetest, omg they literally love you more than they love Eris. They are constantly fighting to rest their heads in your lap even though Eris’ is wide open. Eris likes to act exhasrabated and annoyed but you know deep down that he loves it. 

He also loves going horse back riding with you, and having you sit in front of him so he can cuddle you close and hold you. 

You guys also love to explore autumn together and have absolutely gone skinny dipping and have fucked in the forest. Y’all are wilding. 

He was gifted the Vanserra Family Library, and it is only supposed to be kept within the family. For your 10 year anniversary, this male gave you the keys just for you. He had it rennovated just for you. 

Eris loves kissing your palm and the back of your hand before smooching all the way up your arm and into your shoulder and neck. He loves the giggles and squirming it illicits. 

He loves feeding you. This male will literally hide spoons and forks just so he can use his to feed you. He gets this smug smile lilting his face, as he tilts his head and holds out his spoon for you.

He def has a secret stash of gourmet chocolates that he only lets you have access too 

He is very insecure about the scars that have been left on his body by his father. His back is practically littered with scars from the whips that Beron used to use on him. He only begins to like it because you are constantly running your fingers up and down his spine and tracing the scars and kissing them whenever you have access. 

He loves napping with you, especially outside on the balcony hammock. He loves to pull you down into his lap and tuck your head under his chin and just stroke your waist and hips and squeeze at the flesh before he falls asleep 

Eris gets cuteness aggression with your cheeks and is constantly sucking or chewing at them. Like you can’t even be mad at the hickeys he leaves all over your neck because there are straight up hickeys on your cheek from the male. 

Definetly takes you out to vacation all the time. He just adores spending time with you, so he is taking you to cabins that are deep within the forest or the cottage on the seaside or treehouses that are literal houses. 

He also takes you out on dates all the time. He loves supporting the small busniess of Autumn and anytime he hears of a new restaurant, he is taking you there and tips sooo much. 

Dancing. 

You guys have danced in the rain, in the moonlight, on the beach, in the forest, in your room or library or his office. He is wordlessly pulling you in to sway with him without any music. Sometimes, if you are lucky, he will hum some autumn hymns for you. 

Sitting by the fireplace and reading your books together in silence while holding hands is one of Eris’ favorite past times. 

Okay some NSFW headcanons so MDNI!

I think Eris has the filthiest mouth. Some of the stuff he has said has had you cumming instantly on his cock. “such a dirty whore for your high lord” and “you are mine to use whenever I please” and “tell me who makes you feel this good?” and “Beg” or “Say please” and “Don’t cum unless I tell you to or else” and “Bend over or get on your knees” and “Gods, the amount of times I’ve fisted my cock to the way you moan” 

He absolutely loves fucking you with his tongue, he will tongue you until you have orgasmed 3 or 4 times before he even thinks about stuffing his cock inside. He also loves to finger fuck whatever cum is dripping out of your cunt after he is through with you. 

This male also is very exhibitionist. You love riding him while he is seated on his throne. He loves fucking you wherever and whenever. He has fucked you in the hallways, in the bath, in the stables, in the conference room, in the piano room, in the ballroom, in the throne room. Basically any and all surfaces that are sturdy enough in your home has been used. 

At this point, everyone is used to walking in on you. They just roll their eyes and quietly shut the door as they walk out. 

He absolutely has used his fire to tie you to the bed. 

He loves the feeling of overstimulating you until your legs are shaking and your body is convulsing with pleasure and feeling your core tighten around his cock, almost till he feels like he could get stuck in its warmth.

Mother forbid you try to close your legs and yank at his hair as he sucks and flicks your clit, he is spreading you back open with a slap to your inner thigh, “I wasn’t finished beloved, you have one more in you.” - obviously this is consensual, he would immediately stop if you safeworded. 

You love teasing him and he loves teasing you. Sometimes, you will only wear his sweater with nothing else and walk into his office to ride his thigh without even saying anything. Sometimes, he will slide his fingers up and down your inner thigh while you are in a meeting with other high lords, having a full conversation with Helion as though he isn’t cenimeters away from brushing your clit. He doesn’t even need to turn to look at you to know the effect that he is having on you. 

Ugh the way he moans when you suck him off, my goodness, you are constantly on your knees to hear him moan 

Breeding kink?? Need I say more???

Sometimes, Er will spit on your clit and rub it in. 

instant orgasm 

You love ripping his clothes off and he loves doing the same to yours. Ultimately, you are going clothe shopping maybe 4-5x/month because all your clothes end up shredded. 

OMG also??? He loves when you are only wearing a necklace or bracelet that he bought you while he fucks you. 

I get the feeling that he loves to creampie you, but also he loves cumming on your tits and then using his fingers to wipe it off, slipping them into your mouth and ordering you to suck. 

Hearing your laugh is one of his favorite sounds... hearing you screaming his name in pleasure IS his favorite sound. 

Anyway... your panties are constantly wet for this male and he doesn’t forget it. 

Sorry, this was all over the place but I just have so many thoughts for this male I cannot breathe frl. 

#rose rambles #eris x reader #eris vanserra x reader #eris acotar #head empty only eris

[buttercupd1ed]

RINGS (TREATMENT PT. 2) YOUNG SEVERUS SNAPE X READER

warnings: wolfstar? 😏

It's an autumn Hogsmeade day for the students. I've decided to go with my cousin, James Potter, and his friends: the Marauders. I do regret it, though, since i've been thinking to go with Severus for the day. James was the first one to ask me anyway, and besides... he needs help to find a promise ring for Lily who also decided to join us.

"Y/N! Where are we going next? We've already gotten our stomachs full, got candy, looked at brooms..." James asked and I pondered.

"Oh! James and Sirius, I have a surprise for you two. Remus, Lily and Peter, you guys can go to..." I suggest. Trying to think of a place the three can go to.

"Zonko's Joke Shop!" Sirius suggests and I nod eagerly.

"Um.. okay.." Lily says and I smile, waving at her and the other two as they leave. Lily is the only one that doesn't know what's going on, actually.

"Okay, let's go." I signal the three and we dash to a store in Hogsmeade where all the prettiest and most expensive jewelries are. That's where James is going to buy the promise ring for Lily.

Eventually, we reach the store and we enter. The chime above the door signaling that we did. Shockingly, we are the only customers in the store... or so we thought.

"Good afternoon... Potter, Black... L/N..." A platinum haired boy greets and I smile a bit.

"Good afternoon Lucius. Are you buying a ring for Narcissa?" I ask casually since Lucius has recently became my friend. So did a few more Slytherins who are friends with Severus. I could already feel two pairs of eyes staring at me in suspicion.

"Yeah.. her mother wants me to propose to her by the end of the year." He responds and I nod slowly in understanding.

"How about you, and... Potter along with Black.." He scoffs saying the last names of my friends. 

"Will you be buying a ring for S- I- I mean your significant other?" He asks and I sigh out. He knows well that James will kill me once he finds out i'm dating Severus. I'm glad he didn't allow him to find out, though. A loyal friend he is.

"Yeah, and James will buy one for his Lilyflower." I mock and I feel James nudge my arm powerfully, causing me to grip it painfully. Damn those Quidditch arms..

"Alright, alright. Have fun finding your ring." He says, sneering at James. In the corner of my eye, I observed James rolling his pair at Lucius.

"Will do!" I say back to diffuse the tension and I approach the selection of rings. As I arrive, the rings shine in my eyes beautifully, but none of them seemed to match perfectly... yet.

"You have a lover, Y/N?" James whispers to me and I slowly nod. Still examining the rings in front of me.

"Who is he? What's his house? How old is he? Please tell me it's not Snivellus." James says rapidy and I sight out.

"He's in Ravenclaw, he's in the same year as me and no. He's not Severus." I lie. I'm great at lying, actually. I've been able to get away from troubles just by doing so.

"Snivellus." He 'corrects' me and I scoff, rolling my eyes at him.

"Whatever." I answer, but as soon as my eyes stay in place, I spot a beautiful ring. A thick silver ring with a small rectangular-shaped emerald at the top. The silver part was rather detailed. It had carved lines and a crown like shape on it.

"Woah..." I breathily say as I stare at the ring in awe. I quickly raise my hand to get the attention of the one running the shop at the moment, and she approaches me.

"How may I help you?" She asks.

"How much for that silver ring with a rectangular emerald on top?" I follow up with a question.

"100 Galleons. Would you wish to buy it?" She asks and I nod eagerly. As she fixes the ring for me into a small black box, I take out my wallet. Taking 100 galleons out quickly.

"Woah, woah, woah, Y/N. This much for a boy?" Sirius asks and I look at him.

"Yes, Sirius." I respond quickly.

"Are you serious?" He asks and I chuckle a bit as the woman hands me the box.

"No, I'm Y/N." I respond and he glares at me siriusly.

"No, i'm serious, Y/N." He says with a stern voice now. I already place the 100 galleons on the counter.

"Of course you are! You're Sirius Black, how can you not be Sirius?" I joke and I leave them. Scurrying away from the two.

"HEY YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO HELP ME FIND A RING FOR MY LILY FLOWER!!" I hear James shout and I laugh. I'm glad I didn't help him.

I then push the door open and I dash going to my favorite store in Hogsmeade... besides Hog's Head Inn, of course. My favorite store being Tomes and Scrolls. A bookstore, and Severus' favorite space as well. I figure he'd be here the whole day since he doesn't really have anything to do.

Soon enough, I arrive at the front of the store. I stop in my tracks to take deep breaths in and out since I lacked bloody oxygen in my body. Once I recovered from that, I went into the store. A chime signaling my entrance just like the previous shops.

As I enter, I look left, right, up and down for Severus. Fortunately, in an instant I find him. At a corner, standing up. Reviewing a book. He looked attractive once he did so. His tall figure well lit as he stood with a proper posture. His lips slightly apart and his hair positioned in the right places.

I then approach him slowly and normally. My breathing pattern shifting to a slower one, and my heart pounding hardly and quickly in nervousness.

"Good afternoon, Severus." I greet him quietly and he turns his head to me. His scars healed much better compared to last month. The only scar visible was the one on his lip, but he didn't mind, and so did I.

"Good afternoon, Darling." He greets me back. Closing his book and sliding it back into the shelf. "How are you?"

"I'm great. You?" I ask back.

"I'm alright.." He mumbles and I chuckle slightly. That meant he's pretty happy, from what I learned.

"I- I want to bring you somewhere.." I say and he furrows his eyebrows, but releases it eventually.

"Go ahead." He says and I nod. Grabbing his hand quickly and pulling him out of the shop. I quickly walk and he quickly walks as well. Matching the rhythm of our steps.

"This reminds me of the afternoon of our first kiss. Doesn't it for you?" He asks and I chuckle.

"It does, actually!" I laugh into my words, and I hear him laugh slightly too. I swear I heard him laugh. I'm happy he did!

Luckily, it's sunset so when I give the ring, it will be gorgeous. I'm bringing him to the top of the hill where not much people go to since it takes long, but hopefully, no one will be there. I hope it will just be him and I. Just him and I.

Eventually, I arrive to the top and I drag him. Making him face me. I hold his two hands with mine and I genuinely smile at him with my lips.

"What's this, love?" He asks with a smile. Oh my Merlin how much I wanted to see that gorgeous smile again. 

"Well..." I start. Letting go of his hands slowly and reaching into my deep pocket. I then slowly kneel down on one knee on the ground covered in the orange leaves of autumn. I then pull out the black box and open it, as if I were proposing.

"I can't promise you that life will be easy, that I can easily clear up the cloud above your head and make the sun shine immediately. I can't promise that the cousin of mine will accept you being my soon to be fiancé and husband." I say and he chuckles, so do I.

"But what I can promise you is that I will do my best to make you happy with all my heart, be loyal, stay by your side, and most importantly..." I pause, looking down and back up at him.

"I promise to love you. Forever and always. No matter the cost, the reputation, the dangers." I say then I stand back up. Removing the ring from its holder and taking the hand of Severus. Sliding the ring on his ring finger.

"I love you so much, Y/N." He says and pulls me in. Our lips connecting and colliding like all the stars in the universe. Fireworks sparked in my body as we moved in sync. His hands snake down to my hips, and my hands find their way to his black curls. I comb through the tangled, yet soft, feeling of them and wrapped my arms around his neck. ————————————

James Potter's Point-of-View

"Come on, love! It's not that far." I tell Lily. Supporting her from the back.

"I know, and i'm fine, James. You don't really need to help me." She says and I sigh. Looking at her lovingly.

"You will need my help if you'd like a child. You know how." I flirt with her and she rolls her eyes with a smile. Her cheeks reddening quickly. I give her a wink and I look back at my three friends behind us. Giving them a signal as we near the hill. A great place to give Lily the promise ring.

"My dear Lilyflower..." I say, reaching for my pocket and slowly pulling out a box, but everything changes until I see two people... snogging each other... but they're not just two people... that's... 

"Y/N!?" I shout out and she parts her kiss with the man. The man who's a friend of Lily, and a man I despise. I drop the box back into my pocket and I approach the man.

"WHY ARE YOU SNOGGING MY COUSIN, SNIVELLUS!? WHY ARE YOU PLAYING WITH HER!? HUH?" I ask. Holding Snivellus by the collar and showing him my clenched fist. One I will use to punch him.

"JAMES! STOP IT, JAMES!" I hear Y/N yell at me and I look at her furiously.

"YOU TOO, Y/N! WHY ARE YOU KISSING BLOODY GREASY HAIR HERE!? YOU ALSO SAID YOU WEREN'T DATING SNIVELLUS, AND THAT THE CHAD IS A RAVENCLAW!" I shout at her.

"Okay. First of all, he's my boyfriend. The one Lucius was talking about. Second of all, I lied!" Y/N says and I grow angrier. 

"Boyfriend! BOYFRIEND!?" My fist nearing Snivellus' face.

"That's enough, James." Lily says, trying to stop me, but no one and nothing can stop me. My fist then nears Snivellus' face once again. My fist a centimeter away from his incredibly large nose.

"STUPEFY!" I hear Y/N cast and I get pushed back. I groan as it hurts when I land on my back. I swear I heard a snapping sound of some sort... probably the leaves though.

"Severus! Are you alright?" I hear Y/N distantly and I sit up. Looking up at her and smelly Snivellus.

"I'm alright, Love. All is good." He reassures her and I roll my eyes. Sneering at the young man. I hear Y/N and... Snivellus chuckle. Since when did he ever smile? Bloody hell...

"Sorry for James. I love you." I hear Y/N say and I stand up aggressively. Not yet making a move on Snivellus yet.

"I love you too, gorgeous." He says and smiles. Showing his bloody teeth which i'm jealous of since it's whiter... whiter than my teeth. But he does something I desperately hate. He leans nearer to Y/N's face and they... THEY BLOODY KISS!

I storm to the two, but I get held back by, who I believe, is Sirius and Peter. Remus then steps in front of me and hands me a piece of chocolate, which I bite. Along with his fingers as I try to rip them off.

"AAAAAAAAA THAT HURTS JAMES!" Remus shouts and I continue to bite. Even harder.

"LET GO OF MY BOYFRIEND JAMES!!" I hear Sirius shout out and I release Remus' fingers from the pain of my sharp teeth.

"BOYFRIEND!?!?" I exclaim. Tears already falling from my eyes from all the information I have gotten today. The pressure is too much.

"Yess Wolfstar.." I hear Peter say and we all look at him. He's acting queer. Very queer. High on drugs?

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[nobodybutapathetic]

My Spoilt Girl

Draco spoiling you be like:

(Spoiled Y/N spending Draco’s galleons 😉)

(HE WILL DO ANYTHING TO PLEASE YOU)

“Draco! Time to have a shopping spree!” You tapped his shoulder then he turned to you, smirking.

“Sure sure, love. Here’s 50 thousand galleons.” He handed a big pouch filled with galleons then your eyes sparkled.

“Come with me!” You squealed, grabbing his arm and taking him to the most expensive jewelry store.

“These are the eye candy for you? I thought I was the only one.” He says while touching one diamond necklace.

“No. You are the one. They’re just accessories.” You said, picking some jewels and added some to the counter.

Draco took an earring and tried it on your ear.

“Oh?” You were surprised.

“Are you gonna buy me these?” You squealed once again.

“Yes ma’am.” He winked then added them to the counter, paying the cashier.

You headed to the other sections, buying those which caught your eye then paid.

“Will these be enough or there’s more?” Draco asked, counting more galleons he had in his spare pouches.

“No. There’s more, darling!” You grabbed him once again by his arm then ran to the most expensive clothing shop.

It had lingeries, coats and dresses which caught a liking to you.

“Oh look. Lingeries. They’re worth the galleons, especially on your beautiful body.” He whispered in your ear, his hot breath pressing your face.

“Don’t worry, dear. I’ll add them to the cart too.” You grinned then bought the emerald green lingerie, and other colors too.

You bought some nightgowns and new dresses for special occasions. You even went to the shoe section and bought new heels.

”I bet today was your best day.” Draco smiled, looking at you.

“Oh please. The thing I loved the most is that you’re here with me.” You grabbed his hand and pressed it against your cheek.

“My spoilt girl~” He teased, causing you to slap his cheek.

“Merlin, love! Stop with the slapping! You’re gonna ruin my beautiful face that our future kids would have!” He yelled.

“Future kids?” You asked, blushing.

“Yeah. Future kids. I want…” He started tapping his cheeks, thinking.

“Maybe 3 or 1.” His smile suddenly changed to a huge smirk which made your face in a darker shade of red.

“We’ll see about that.” You sighed.

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[minteyeddevil]

hi toni! could i request the brothers and dateables reacting to a GN!MC that wants to get them matching items? like matchinf couple jewelry, pyjamas, profile pictures on devilgram hehehe, or even a tattoo! love your writing btw <3

Lucifer:

I know in canon, we share a necklace with him; but I really like the idea of having a friendship bracelet with him. This cute one made of beads that match his colors, and he wears it on his wrist all the time, just hidden by his long sleeves, and you only get a glimpse of it when he rolls his sleeves up. We wear ours proudly as well, his name plastered in colorful beads and our name on his. He never answers questions when asked about it but always smiles warmly when he looks down at it on his wrist.

Mammon:

Hear me out. Matching hair pins. A cute, white bow set that you wear one and he wears the other. Of course he doesn't actually wear it in his hair; that would take away from his cool factor at RAD, lol. But he wears it on his uniform where it can be seen, and he makes sure you notice him wearing it too. You wear yours in your hair sometimes or on your uniform as well instead. He even makes sure its incorporated with his clothing when doing photo-shoots because it has to be; his 'stupid' human gave it to him so he has to make sure they always see it.

Leviathan:

He has matching controller set with you that no one uses except the two of you when you decide to game together. He keeps them tucked away and out of sight so his brothers never touch them, and only pulls them out when you and him are alone in his room and spending that time together. They mean the world to him and he cherishes the time you make that is just for him. (Also wants to find a way for you two to have matching headphone sets when you are back in the human world, because if you can't be right next to him, you HAVE to have something to think of him by in your other world home!)

Satan:

Matching jackets. In a beautiful emerald green and dark brown color. It was pure happenstance that the two of you got the same jacket but now he refuses to let you leave the HOL without it on, lol. He loves that you are wearing his predominant color and feels like it puts a little bit of a claim from himself on you that you wear the matching jackets. He won't openly admit that though; you gotta coax it out of him. Also makes it a habit to buy double of articles of clothing after that so that he can give you one to wear so you can keep matching as well.

Asmodeus:

He got matching anklets for the two of you, that have both his and your initials on them, with a little heart charm in between them. He always wears his wherever he goes (except for the bath; he doesn't want to risk it rusting!), but puts it right back on once he is out! Loves seeing the shine of it on your skin when the two of you lay together, and brags about how he has something that matches with you to anyone who will listen to him.

Beelzebub:

Matching sweats! You wear them together when the two of you go to work out with one another. They are the same color, and fit your build comfortably, making working out with him feel comfy and doable. Though of course, if you are having a not so good day, you can wear them together and be lazy in bed or on the couch watching television together; either way, he just likes having something that matches with you. (Also would have matching sweat bands too! He thinks they look adorable on you, lol.)

Belphegor:

Another case of hear me out. Matching star tattoos. He takes a little bit of convincing, but can't say no to your puppy eyes and eventually gives in. Gets it on his wrist in the same spot as yours and you can put your hands together to make a constellation of your choosing! He loves having this closeness with you, and is little braggy about it as well to his brothers, lol. Would actually be down to get more matching tattoos with you if you decide so later down the line.

Diavolo:

I like the idea of having matching gold and red rings with him. They represent your connection and closeness, and can be worn on any finger so as not to tip off anyone if you are trying to keep your relationship a secret of course. (If you want to have a relationship that is, cause they can also be friendship rings!) He is just over the moon to have something to share with you regardless!

Barbatos:

Matching cat keychains. He keeps his in his pocket at all times and never lets anyone see it because it is his personal treasure that you gifted to him when he was visiting you in the human world. Yours is work on your keys and taken with you everywhere you go as well, and he loves that little thing so very much.

Simeon:

He would get you a matching necklace that was made of angel wing feathers. This just speaks to me as something he would do. It has such a deep meaning to him and he would love to be able to share basically a huge part of himself with you like that. He loves seeing you walking around with it proudly on your neck, and he wears his all the time as well.

Solomon:

Matching wands! Call me cheesy, but I feel this sorcerer would love the idea of having something like this set up with you. They are made from the same wood and carved similarly, just with a little bit delicate intricacy so he can tell which is his and which is yours. Definitely used in your learning sessions as well to help manage the magic and he totally makes inappropriate jokes using said wands as well, I know he would.

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[kydrogendragon]

Dec 10 - Silver and Gold

(Ao3 Link)

The gold earrings on display shone like the early morning sun. The red ruby nestled in the center called to Morpheus from across the way as Hob and he had made their way through the local shopping mall. They were originally on the search for gifts for Hob’s friends and colleagues. He had spotted these as they had passed the storefront and refused to leave Morpheus’s mind.

They had gotten a few shops ahead before Hob was pulled into a lengthy conversation with a group of his coworkers. Morpheus had politely ducked out, claiming he had to use the restroom only to sneak his way into the jeweler’s shop.

The earrings were magnificent up close. They were light in his palms. The ruby wasn’t a real one, apparently, but a gem made to look close to a ruby. It was close enough to the naked eye. Two small black gems lined the base of the rectangular earrings and made Morpheus smile. They were Morpheus’s colors, after all, even if he had no right to claim the title of Dream of the Endless. The ruby had been his dreamstone. Daniel wore the Emerald now, after all, and preferred creams and whites for his palette, whereas Morpheus had always leaned towards blacks and darker colors.

He did not have his own source of funds, not yet, but he did have a card - a credit card, Hob had explained - that would allow him access to some of Hob’s own funds. He was to start work at their local library at the start of the next year and would be able to pay Hob back for this purchase. Morpheus was tempted to wait, but the uncertainty that this specific pair would be here come that time swayed him otherwise.

Morpheus held the earrings in his hand and made his way to the counter, only to stop in his tracks. There, towards the back corner, a male and female torso made of fabric and stuffing and metal stood displaying a matching set of chains that had Morpheus’s mouth parting in awe. A complementary pair of silver and gold chain harnesses draped across the fabric chests in a tantalizing fashion.

A silver band circles low on the mannequin’s neck with dozens of long, trailing chains falling down the length of the torso, wrapping around the sides and place where hips would be, ascending up the length of the back to the other side of the main silver band. Morpheus steps near, reaching a hand out to trace down the lines of cool metal. He swallows, images flash in his mind. Him, lying against the silky sheets in Hob’s bed, the black contrasts his pale skin decorated in lines of glittering silver.

His eyes dart to the jewelry’s golden mate and nigh salivates at the thought of Hob’s tan skin adorned with the thicker metal. Study golden chains wind together in a similar fashion to the silver. A looser golden band still encircles the neck, but the loops of chains trail over the shoulders and a subsection trails down the chest and back like a clasped cape. The lines would frame Hob’s pectorals and shoulders in the most lovely of fashions, Morpheus is certain of this.

Morpheus closes his eyes and takes a steadying breath. He should not think this way. The earrings are a stretch enough as is. To wish to lay claim to Hob, to wish to mark him as his in such a way is already too far. There is no guarantee that Hob would accept his suit as is. He cannot indulge in buying such frivolous things with no certainty that they would be used, after all. It would be foolish and a waste of Hob’s money. And where would he hide such items in the meantime? Hob would surely question his purchase. Hiding things would only cause a divide between them. No. Morpheus should not. He could not. He would simply purchase the earrings for they are easily concealed in the pocket of his jacket and all would be well.

Morpheus buys the set.

It is Christmas Eve. Morpheus stands in front of the full length mirror in his separate bedroom, just across the hall from Hob’s. The silver chains drape down his form in a way that reminds him of the elaborate garb he’d wear at times back when he was Endless. He trails a hand down his chest, his breath hitching at the press of cool metal into his still sensitive skin. In a way, it felt like armor. It shielded his naked form, his desires and attractions behind threads of silver. Sliding on his shirt over the harness, he smiled. Even unseen, Morpheus could not deny the effect it had on his mind. He felt more confident, even if it was artificially so. Perhaps he might even work up the courage to give Hob the earrings he wrapped.

They had gotten closer over these past few weeks. He was not oblivious to Hob’s gentle touches and how much more frequent they’ve gotten. He is also not blind to the lingering stares he’s received from him from across the room. Morpheus is, at least mildly certain, that there’s a chance Hob would return his affections and desires. But, as Morpheus well knew, what one dreams of does not always mean it is what one wants.

Taking hold of the wrapped gift, he places it gently in the pocket of jeans and pads into the living room.

Morpheus gripped the top of the couch for dear life as Hob, kneeling at his feet, worked his jeans down his legs. He sighed as the pleasantly warm air of their flat hit his bare skin. The rough pads of Hob’s fingers trailed down his pale flesh, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Morpheus looked down and felt his heart flutter.

Hob’s eyes were dark and wide as his hands explored the expanse of his skin, now scattered with dark coarse hairs that had finally started taking root. He shuttered as Hob’s hands brushed against the hair’s natural flow, producing the slightest tugging sensation. It was a new feeling and Morpheus was unprepared.

Leaning forward, Hob pressed his warm lips against his thigh, mouthing at the soft flesh. He moved up and up, kissing his way closer and closer to the ever growing aching heat of his own cock. Morpheus hissed as Hob licked up his clothed length. Hob smirked, his eyes catching Morpheus’s own. Finally, Hob’s hands reached up, his fingers curling over the band of his underclothes.

“This okay?” he asked, eyes searching Morpheus’s face.

Morpheus leaned down, hands moving from the couch to the sides of Hob’s face. He pulls him forward, catching Hob’s mouth on his own. He feasts at his lips, the urgency of lust and desire overtaking him. He tasted sweeter than ambrosia, more addictive than the touch of Delirium. He wanted. He wanted more than he ever had. Hob moaned into his mouth and Morpheus took advantage. His tongue swiped forward, caressing the soft skin of his upper palette. He felt as Hob’s own pressed against the underside of his tongue. Morpheus trusted his hips forwards.

Hob chucked, sending a shiver down Morpheus’s spine at the vibration. They parted, panting against each other. Hob’s hot breath against his face made him smile. The humanity, the reality of it all was tipping towards overwhelming. For eons, Morpheus had been a creature firmly rooted in the land of the unreal and ever-changing. Even at his most solid and tangible, all that he was could never be contained in such a small vessel. As such, the carnality of the flesh was never one he could truly experience. Not in the way that he can now.

“I take it that’s a quite enthusiastic yes, then?” Hob laughs against his cheek. Morpheus’s eyes flutter close. Oh. Oh, wasn’t that just music to hear. The swirl of want, the heat pooling in his gut mixed with the butterflies taking flight in his stomach and the light in his chest. Laughter, in a moment so intimate. He had never experienced such before.

Was this love? Love as humanity experiences it?

“Yes,” he whispers, unsure if he could speak much louder with how throughout Hob Gadling has managed to steal away his breath.

Hob’s eyes soften as he pulls back just far enough to nuzzle his nose against Morpheus’s own. A kiss, so gentle and soft, a stark contrast to the heat and passion just moments before, is pressed against his lips. Morpheus can feel his heart clench as the tenderness.

“To the bedroom, then?” Hob mumbles against his lips. “I want to take my time with you. If you’ll let me.” Morpheus nods. With a smile, Hob takes Morpheus’s hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze as he leads them down the hallway.

Hob pauses at the end, his head looking between the two closed doors. “Um,” he says, turning back to Morpheus. He quirks a brow. Surely… surely Hob was not having second thoughts? “Should… uh, mine or yours?” He waggles a finger between the two rooms and Morpheus can’t help but huff with laughter.

Pulling Hob close, he kisses him. “Yours… ours, perhaps,” He whispers, leaning back to gauge Hob’s reaction. “If… If that would be what you would like?”

Hob’s eyes shine. The soft overhead light quite literally casting a golden glow in his now watery gaze. He reaches out, tan hands cupping the side of Morpheus’s face. He presses into the warmth. “Always,” Hob says, voice soft. “Whatever you want, whatever you’ll give me, I’ll always want it. Always want you.”

Morpheus grabs a fist full of fabric and yanks him close, their chests pressed against each other as Morpheus all but devours him. He trails his lips down, kissing along Hob’s jaw and down the open expanse of skin at his neck. Morpheus paused, sucking and biting at the soft flesh just at the junction of his collarbone, earning him a shaky gasp.

“I will not let you go, Hob Gadling.” Morpheus growls into his skin. “I am greedy and will demand all of you. This has not changed. You must know this before we continue.”

Hob chuckles. “Oh love, if you think that’s going to turn me away from you, you must not know me.”

Love.

Morpheus manages to reach around and open the closed door to Hob’s- No. To their room. He walks Hob backwards, their limbs and lips tangled against each other. The backs of Hob’s knees hit the side of the bed and Morpheus follows him down onto the soft mattress. He feels as Hob’s large hands cup his hips, thumbs nudging under his shirt, rucking up the fabric. Morpheus smirks as Hob’s breath hitches.

“Dove, what am I feeling?” Hob’s voice is rough as he stares up at Morpheus with something near awe in his eyes. Shifting to straddle Hob’s hips properly, he leans up, staring Hob down as he lifts the edge of his shirt up. Silver glints in the low light of their bedroom and Hob keens. He reaches out, hesitantly drifting over the silver chains that flowed over his figure.

“Does it please you?” Morpheus asks, trying his best to hide the wobble in his voice. He knows, given Hob’s reaction, it does. But this is all new territory for them, after all.

Hob leans up, one hand behind him to stabilize, the other pulls Morpheus closer. He rests his forehead on Morpheus’s. “It’s wonderful, Morpheus.” Hob trails his hand down the side of his face and down to his chest, resting on the slight bump that the chains underneath create. “I’d love to see more, if you’ll let me.”

Slowly, wanting to see the desire in Hob’s eyes grow, Morpheus slips his shirt over his head, revealing the silver chained harness he had picked up weeks earlier. He luxuriates in the darting of Hob’s eyes and the whimpers that escape his lips.

“God’s Wounds, love,” Hob manages, his fingers curling around the delicate strings, following their circular path around Morpheus’s torso. “When did you get this? Where did you get this?” Hob’s eyes dart up to his. “And just how long have you been planning on seducing me like this?” He adds with a chuckle.

Morpheus purses his lips, looking down as Hob gives a gentle tug at the circular chain that rounds his neck. He leans into it, with a slight sigh. “At the mall, when you were too preoccupied with your fellow professors. I-” He hesitates, his mind flashing to the matching box that rests in his nightstand drawer. “I have one, for you as well. If… if you would like.”

Hob’s grip tightens as he bucks into Morpheus’s weight. Groaning, Hob says, “Get it.”

Not without a few desperate kisses, Morpheus manages to untangle himself and make it back to his room, his old room, now, and quickly swipes the box from the drawer. He lifts the lid, smiling at the thicker gold chains that lie inside, before padding back to their bedroom.

Hob’s since stripped himself of his remaining vestments and has taken position lounging across the bed on his back. One hand rests behind his head, the other rests tantalizingly close to his erect cock. Morpheus can’t help but notice the moment he enters the room, now clad only in his undergarments and the silver chains, Hob’s prick jumps in interest.

“Christ, you’re a sight,” Hob sighs, sitting up. His eyes find the box in Morpheus’s hand and he smiles. “That one mine, then?”

Nodding, Morpheus makes his way to the edge of the bed and sits. He plucks the decorative gold harness from the box and lifts it for Hob’s inspection. Tan hands take it, rubbing the cool, smooth metal under his fingers.

“Put it on me?” Hob asks, shifting to sit closer to Morpheus.

He nods and crawls his way to sit behind Hob on his knees. He lifts the mass of gold chains, turning it around to orient it properly, before placing it over Hob’s head and down onto his shoulders. Morpheus guides the chains to lay flat, his fingers dancing along Hob’s warm skin until every piece is in place. Turning around, Hob meets Morpheus’s eye, smiling.

“Well, how do I look?”

He looked ethereal. Gold and finery was made to rest upon Hob’s skin. The chains hugged his shoulders, drawing one’s eye to the lines of muscles and strength he has honed over his many centuries of life. He looked worthy of capture in statues of old. He should be painted, this image forever immortalized, so all would know the beauty and glory of Hob Gadling.

“I would burn your clothes and dispose of any other garments so that you would only wear this. Your body was meant to be worshiped and seen, decorated in such riches, and I intend to lay my offerings and prayers upon your flesh.”

Hob’s face flushed a most lovely red. “Jesus wept, Morpheus.” He pulls him in, mouths meeting in an uncoordinated fashion. “I need you. Now. Please, Morpheus.” He whispered against his lips.

With a growl, Morpheus pushes Hob back against the bed, the soft, downy duvet hugging Hob’s edges. He crawls over his body, leaning down, letting the two colored chains graze and shift on one another. The gentle shifting sounds of metal on metal mixed in with the sighs and whimpers of Hob’s voice as Morpheus worked kisses along the length of his body.

Morpheus kissed and sucked along every inch of skin that rested between the golden chains, savoring the sweet noises Hob produced. The thick patches of hair, Morpheus found as he worked his mouth across his chest, clung onto the sweat and scent of Hob. It was delectable. Morpheus found himself moaning as he lapped up the natural taste of his lover. The course hairs brushed against his face, caressing his lips. It was as if every piece of Hob’s body reached for his touch. It was a heady thought.

“Please, Morpheus,” Hob begged, hands wandering across any bit of Morpheus’s body they could reach. Fingers wove themselves through the thin chains, pulling, rubbing, sliding.

“Patience, my lover. Patience.” He said, lips hovering just over his navel now. Hob groans, hips thrusting forward, searching for any sort of friction, any touch. Morpheus just chuckled, pressing his tongue into the hole of Hob’s belly. Hob’s breath hitched.

Continuing his exploration, Morpheus sucks and bites as the soft flesh of his stomach, working purple bruises into the skin. He glanced up, smiling as the discoloration had already begun showing around Hob’s neck and chest. Hob was his. He would not allow him to go unmarked as such from now on. Not after learning how beautifully Hob sings from his touch.

The tip of Hob’s cock presses against the edge of Morpheus’s jaw as he works one more mark into the edge of Hob’s hip. Hob cries out, rocking his hips forward against the sensation. Hob’s scent was stronger here. It was quickly dissolving any self-control Morpheus possessed. With another growl, Morpheus lifts his head, moving down to hover just above Hob’s leaking prick.

Hob’s eyes meet his. Tears have formed, some having already trailed over his cheeks. He was panting and red. Sweat clung to his brow and hair. He looked absolutely debauched. He was perfect.

Giving no warning, Morpheus ducked his head and took Hob into his mouth. Hob cried, canting his hips up, seeking more of the wet warmth of Morpheus’s throat. Morpheus grips Hob’s hips, pushing him flat into the mattress. He flicks his tongue across the slit, savoring the salty taste of pre that had dribbled out. Morpheus’s eyes fluttered close and he slowly worked more of Hob’s length into his mouth. His cock was hot and heavy against his tongue. It stretched his lips and jaw. What Hob lacked (not that he was truly lacking) in length, he more than made up for his girth. He was nearly impossibly thick and Morpheus couldn’t help but grind his own straining cock into the mattress at the thought of Hob pressing into him, splitting him open.

“Fuck, Morpheus!” Hob cries, his hands finding hold in Morpheus’s inky black hair. Morpheus moans, the noise vibrating through Hob’s length, as he bobs up and down, slowly easing more and more of him inside. This body had not taken a cock into it in any fashion, but the notion was not a foreign one. Many dreams covered such activities in detail. And he, himself, had enjoyed such positions, both taking and receiving. But here, now, with the heat and sweat and spit, with the humanity and animalistic desire of it all, Morpheus was woefully unprepared for how much he wanted.

Before Morpheus realized it, his nose was pressed against the curly hairs around the base of Hob’s cock. His jaw was aching and the tip of Hob’s length was pressing into the back of his throat, threatening to gag him, but he still pushed forward, nuzzling against the soft skin. Hob tugs his hair, pushing him impossibly closer with a grunt. It stirs something in him. Heat pools into his gut rapidly and he pushes his hips against the mattress again.

He whines as Hob releases his grip and guides Morpheus’s mouth off of him. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to pull. You okay?” He asks, his eyes narrowed in concern. Anger, of all things, is the first emotion that hits Morpheus, followed closely by a wave of affection.

“I am unharmed,” he says, voice hoarse. “But I believe I would quite like you to do that again.”

Hob’s brows rise. “Oh?”

Morpheus nods.

Chuckling, Hob smirks and leans back against the bed. “I can do that, then. Tap me twice if it’s too much or you need me to stop, okay?”

Morpheus nods and lowers himself back down, taking Hob back into his mouth. The weight on his tongue and the stretch of his lips felt good. It calmed something in him as he worked back down his length. He sighs as Hob’s hands find their way into his hair and gives it a testing pull. That flood of warmth returns as he bobs earnestly. Slowly, the grip in his hair tightens and Morpheus feels as Hob guides his movements, controlling the speed and depth as which Morpheus takes Hob in.

He grinds into the bed. His cock is aching and he can feel the wetness from where the top of the head is straining against the fabric. He feels light, almost floaty, as Hob works him up and down his length, chasing his own pleasure. The grip on Hob’s hip lightens as he goes lax, mind focusing on the stretch and the weight and the glide. He feels so full and so light and so wonderfully perfect. He was made to be here, lying between Hob Gadling’s legs for his pleasure. Morpheus barely processes the jolt of his own orgasm when Hob thrusts once more, hard, into his mouth, slamming Morpheus’s nose against his pelvic bone.

Warmth floods Morpheus’s throat. Hob’s spend coats him from inside. It’s perfect. He strokes the underside of his cock with his tongue, coaxing out every last drop for Morpheus’s consumption. Hob’s hands have gone lax, his thumb gently stroking the sides of his head. Slowly, ever so slowly, Hob sighs and lifts Morpheus’s head up. His softening cock falls from his lips, leaving a trail of spend and spit down his chin. Morpheus’s mind still feels floaty, but it doesn’t matter when Hob’s hands are holding his face between them and he can still taste Hob on his tongue.

“C’mere,” Hob mumbles, pulling Morpheus up close. His limbs are wobbly, but he manages to heave himself, with Hob’s help, up against his chest. He’s vaguely aware of Hob’s lips against his forehead. “So good, so good for me. Fuck, that was amazing,” he mumbles against his skin. Morpheus wraps his arms around Hob’s center and nuzzles closer.

“Good?” Morpheus says, voice low.

“Extremely good,” Hob sighs, content. “Just gimme a mo to recover, then I’ll make sure to return the favor.” Morpheus feels one of Hob’s hands trail down his side and rest on the band of his underwear. “Can’t leave you hanging, not after that mind-blowing orgasm you’d given me.”

Morpheus flushes as his mind begins to process the sticky feeling against the skin of his softened cock. “I… I do not believe that will be necessary.” He mumbles.

“None of that, now. I still want to get my mouth of you, after all. It’s no trouble.”

“No, I… I do not think that that is… needed. I have-I…”

Hob tilts his head forward to get a better look at Morpheus’s reddened face. His eyes flow down his body, stopping at the glaringly obvious large wet mark, and smirks. The floaty feeling Morpheus had had began to fade rapidly as Hob nuzzles into the top of his head, laughing.

“My dick really that good?”

Morpheus huddles in further, hoping if he gets close enough, he may just disappear inside Hob or the bed.

“Cockiness is unflattering, Hob Gadling.”

Hob just laughs harder, but pulls Morpheus close to him. He shifts, turning on his side to better tangle their legs together.

“You love me for it, though.”

“Mm. Perhaps.” Morpheus peaks his head out from where it had been nearly crushed in Hob’s armpit. Hob’s eyes are twinkling with delight and mirth. Hob was not wrong. He did love him for it.

“We’re definitely keeping these,” Hob says, running a finger over the silver metal. “If it gets me such an enthusiastic blow job, especially.”

Morpheus huffs, but tilts his chest into Hob’s touch. “I have no complaints to such.”

“Good. We’ll just have to make sure you last long enough for me to return the favor.”

Morpheus grabs the pillow to his right and smacks it into Hob’s head.

#dreamling #hob gadling #dream of the endless #ky writes #the sandman #december writing list #kydrogen's december drabbles 2023

[spaceyflowerswriting]

pt 2/4: little changes (gun park x reader)

...except the main character is goo and reader only plays a role in little dialogue. hear me out.

(pt 1)

details: fluffy oneshot, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and gun have been dating for a while in secret

summary: goo starts to notice little changes in gun, influenced by you. the thing is, gun is keeping his relationship on the low, so here are goo's antics of being annoying and trying to find out who you are.

warning: one part of these moments has implications of gun and reader in bed!

a/n: i dont rmbr how i got this information but at the time i wrote this, i heard gun couldn't drive so... yeah lol

(ironically i forgot gun's first appearance is him literally driving crystal around. but tbh, just bc i think its funny, i wanna keep it a headcanon that he can't drive LMAO)

×

"Make sure you don't text and drive."

"Hah, how old do you think I am?"

"Just saying! You text often on your travels so I wanna make sure."

"Don't worry, I always make my coworker drive."

. . .

The red stop light finally gave Goo a chance to snap his neck towards the passenger seat where Gun sat.

"Must be so nice to just sit there, huh?"

"Eyes on the road," Gun replied flatly, his gaze still glued to his phone. Nearly the entire ride he had his eyes on it. And it looked like he was texting.

Suddenly curious, Goo acknowledged Gun's comment with, "We're at a stoplight, dumbass," and then asked, "Who's so important you can't stop texting them?"

"Why is that the assumption?"

Goo scrunched a brow, lips twisting into a frown. "What does that mean?"

"I could be typing notes in my phone."

"Stop bullshitting, you and I never take notes."

For a second Gun looked like he was going to admit Goo was right, but then he just looked up and said, "The light's green again."

Goo looked back in front of him, only to see a red light. He deadpanned and turned back to Gun, staring down at his phone.

"Seriously, who're you texting? I've driven your ass around for twenty minutes and you've done nothing but stare and text on your phone."

"That's none of your business. How close are we to our destination?"

Goo tsked and sucked in a breath of sharp air, bringing his eyes to the road. "Almost there."

"Alright."

There was a pause as the light actually turned green this time and Goo pushed down on the pedal, pushing the driving limit like he always did. He decided to keep bothering Gun in the meanwhile.

"I know you're not texting the boss, he'd rather call you, and he only talks to us for business reasons. I'd guess it's also probably not Crystal since your conversations with her are always short and to the point. And you don't have any friends. Just who are you texting?" He kept on rambling his thoughts out loud, while Gun sat silently.

When Goo eventually gave up, he suggested Gun drive sometimes so he could just be on his phone for twenty minutes.

"I got Candy Crush levels to beat, ya know."

"You won't be alive to beat them if you allow me to drive."

Memories of a burning car with him and Gun standing in front of them flashed in Goo's mind three times--a different car each time--and he nodded.

"I don't know how you can fight a seven nation army but can't drive a car."

"That's a mystery to me, too."

Goo wanted to facepalm.

~

"That selection of jewelry looks so nice."

"You know you can buy it, right? My card is yours."

"No, Gun, we are not doing this again. Last time you let me use your card you ended up nearly buying the entire store for me."

"Hmph."

. . .

"Rubies, eh?" Goo held up the necklace he picked up, embedded with emeralds. He glanced back and forth between it and the ruby necklace Gun was holding. "You buying a necklace?"

"No, I don't like jewelry."

"The hell are you doing here then?"

"I'm buying a gift."

Goo snorted. "Very funny, now tell me the truth."

Gun stared through his sunglasses, not a single muscle moving on his face.

"Oh?" Goo leaned in, staring more closely at Gun's face like there was some hidden movement of an expression change or something. "Who's it for, huh? I didn't think you'd be the type to buy jewelry for someone."

"I'm buying it for someone special to me," Gun answered surprisingly honestly, leaving Goo flabbergasted for a moment.

"Uh." He leaned back to compose himself, adjusting his glasses. "First off, that's so cringe. Secondly, you actually have a friend?" Or maybe a lover or crush? Usually that's what someone special meant. Still seemed unbelievable, but just in case, Goo added in, "...Or something?"

Gun made a slight smirk. "I'm not incapable of creating bonds."

Goo shivered. "Ew, why do you always talk like an alien? Just say you made a friend." He followed Gun as the latter turned away to look at bracelets. "Who'd you become friends with? Some new successor you're trying to impress through jewelry?"

"When have I ever done that? Of course not."

"Then who?"

"Does my personal life matter to you?"

Goo swatted at his shoulder. "I could care less, but you've got me curious now. Who's this 'special someone' to you?"

"Stay curious," simply said Gun, picking up bracelets with his free hand and comparing them to the necklace in his other hand.

"Ugh."

Fine, Goo didn't care. It was probably some one night stand Gun just really liked the work of and wanted to keep around.

Actually... Gun had never said anyone was special to him before. It was cringey to hear him say that before like Goo stated, but now curiosity grew in him. What could it mean...?

~

"Oh, shit! I just remembered your meeting!"

"Damn, I lost track of time."

"It's fine, we both did, now hurry!"

. . .

Mr. Choi strummed his fingers across the table, not hiding his annoyance. "Gun, late again?" he questioned, Goo snickering.

Gun bowed his head slightly. "You called in a sudden meeting. I apologize for not being prepared, sir."

Goo was sitting leaned back in his chair, feet kicked up on the table. "Why do you look like a mess?"

Gun straightened up, finishing buttoning his shirt up and running a hand through his hair. His tone was much more sharper when replying to Goo. "I just said I apologize for being unprepared."

"So? It's late at night, what were you doing? Lounging around and being messy?" joked Goo.

Mr. Choi narrowed his eyes. "Or did you just come back from 'messing around?'"

Goo's jaw dropped when Gun's head slightly lowered once more.

"You youngsters..." Mr. Choi pinched the bridge of his nose.

"No fucking way!" Goo immediately started cackling as he leaned back, nearly falling from his chair. He moved to sit properly while giggling in between. "Sorry we interrupted your little fun~"

Gun ignored him and just mumbled an apology when Mr. Choi lectured him with, "I know you're an adult with the freedom to do as you wish, but don't be so careless by losing track of time."

The meeting began right after that, and Goo listened, of course. But he couldn't help but be mildly distracted by thoughts about the person Gun was "messing around with." Did they really do him so good he would lose track of time? Or did this person matter more to him than this meeting so he stayed back a little?

Probably the first, and it was also funnier if it was true. If the second was true though, that'd be interesting. Still kind of funny, though... Goo felt like he could never imagine Gun getting emotionally invested in anyone.

~

"Have fun at the party!"

"Ugh, I don't even want to go... promise me you'll still be here if I come back early. Which I probably will."

"Pft, sure."

. . .

Goo had a little too much to drink during this party. But he was having fun so who cares?

While chatting up some people, he saw Gun walking away to the exit of the room and ran after him, leaving the people he was talking to confused. He wrapped an arm around Gun's shoulder once he caught up, slurring, "Where're you going, huuuh~?" Gun shrugged him off but Goo just moved to hug his arm instead. "The party just began!"

"Ugh." Gun pulled his arm out of Goo's grasp. "I don't like parties like these."

"But you never leave this early! Come on, there's more to drink and eat!"

Gun sighed and looked around until he spotted a certain someone. "Crystal!"

"Hm?" She looked over at him, pausing from grabbing snacks at the tables.

"Keep this guy busy."

"What?" Gun was already sprinting away. Crystal started shouting, "Gun! GUN!! YOU ASSHOLE!!"

"Where's he going?" Goo wailed, heading to Crystal to lean onto her. "It's like he's sneaking away to see someone!"

Crystal shoved Goo away (or attempted to, because he kept falling on her like he didn't have a skeleton), saying something under her breath as she shook her head.

Goo didn't hear, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't remember tomorrow morning anyways.

#lookism x reader #gun park x reader #the saga continues lol