#Mai is a gorgeous soul blessed be to her

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I'm just so; crying because this is so beautiful thank you so much Mai @maiuoart

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[f10werfae]

My Little Love

pairing: Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Short!Reader

summary: they're at his parents house because she's meeting his family and one of his relatives says something about their size difference which triggers Henry's size kink (Major Dom, Loving Henry) (requested by @hallecarey1 )

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

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“Bunny don’t worry, you look so pretty n’ gorgeous” Henry smiled smoothing back Y/n’s hair which was tamed back with a white headband. His bulging arms going around her smaller frame, pulling her flush against his chest, a squeal leaving her mouth as his fingers dipped underneath her skirt and pressed against her freshly groomed pussy.

“Stop being naughty Henry! I’m meeting the rest of your family for the first time and I don’t wanna keep them waiting” Y/n whined shoving his hands off as he laughed smugly, his hands falling to grope her ass roughly before walking over to reach for his car keys. “You ready to go love?” Henry said intertwining her smaller hand with his, watching as she applied another smooth layer of pink lip gloss skilfully, putting it into her small Hermes bag.

“What’s wrong bunny? Why you shakin’ a storm over there?” Henry frowned driving down the country road, his hand settled onto her exposed thigh, his thumb rubbing it soothingly. “Well it’s the first family gathering i’m going to, and all your aunts, uncles and cousins are gonna be there” She said smiling back up at him, her hand holding onto his tightly, playing with the multiple rings adorned on his fingers.

“Listen once we get there, I guarantee they’ll all love you like I do, well maybe not exactly like I do” Henry chuckled gripping her thigh rougher, prompting the smaller woman to laugh and press a wet kiss onto his beard covered cheek. The car falling silent once they pulled into the large house’s driveway, the front filled to the brim with an array of different vans and cars.

“Hold onto me, m’nervous” Y/n breathed out shakily, holding onto his bicep as she watched her boyfriend knock chirpily on the oakwood door.

“Henry my baby! awk Omg and my future daughter-in-law, I missed you!” Henry’s mother Marianne laughed pulling Y/n into her arms, kissing the younger woman on both cheeks, pulling her back to look at her. “You look stunning lovely, we need to do another spa day this month, bet you’re sick of looking at this face all day” Henry scoffed as his mother tugged on his chin, not even receiving a hug from his own ma.

“He’s alright I guess, I missed you too” Y/n smiled sweetly, enough to give anyone a toothache, her demeanour not faltering as she was brought straight into the living room filled to the brim with relatives. Henry’s hand on the small of her back, his fingers drumming softly.

“Awk Henry is this your wee darling! She’s such a small thing, bless her soul she’s so pretty” One of Henry’s aunts exclaimed, holding Y/n in her arms turning her side to side, everyone in the room smiling at the new arrival. “Henry you must have to be so careful with her, must break like glass with a touch of a finger” She winked at them both, causing something to spark inside Henry, the rest of the family laughing the seemingly innocent joke.

“Oh we’re far from careful aunt Luce, surprised she isn’t in pieces yet” He smirked coming up behind her, her head levelled with his chest, both his arms wrapping around her shoulders to clasp in front of her chest. “Hen! That’s so inappropriate, i’m sorry everyone” Y/n scolded, her face heating up at everyones laughs, a small gasp erupting as she felt something hitting her ass from behind.

“Ma i’m gonna go show Y/n around the house, been dying to show her my old room” Within minutes Henry had taken his woman up the stairs in the mansion, her having to jog a little to keep up with his long heavy strides. “W-wait Henry slow down” Y/n gasped as she was pushed into a random room at the end of the extended hallway, realising she was in a room surrounded by DC comics. Henry’s room.

“Sorry bunbun, can’t slow down, all their comments just got to me you know? Break like glass? Bloody laughable” Henry laughed tauntingly, his hands pushing Y/n over the edge of the bed, flipping up her skirt lewdly revealing her cotton white underwear. These were definitely new.

“Henry we can’t, they’re downstairs, what if they hear?” Y/n gasped feeling his middle finger rub up and down her slit, causing the fabric to cling to her wet pussy, a small damp stain starting to appear. “Woahoho look at this love, this is what I needed to see”

“W-what are you doing bear?” Y/n said looking back to see Henry shoving his face against her ass, feeling him take a deep inhale against her pussy. “All freshly shaved for me huh? You smell so fucking good, feel how hard you make me” Henry coaxed taking her hand, not even comparable in size to the bulge basically jumping out of his jeans. Y/n immediately felt her mouth water, remembering all the times her poor pussy had been impaled on his cock.

“I want it, need it now” Y/n said curtly scrambling to turn around and unbutton his jeans and unzip his pants. “Aren’t you eager little one?” He smiled cupping her face, pressing a soft endearing kiss onto her pouty lips, tapping her cheek softly to let her continue her plan. “Actually bunny, lay back for me, be my little starfish yeah? I’ll take care of you n’ quick” He cooed pushing her flat against his old king size bed, a small squeak leaving her as she slightly bounced on the mattress.

Pulling her dress over her head roughly, Henry smiled noticing her chest was left bare, there was a reason he bought a dress with a built in bra. “I love your tits baby, soso much, make me so fucking hard” Henry growled cupping a breast in each hand, his thumb rubbing over her slowly hardening nipples which pebbled in his hands.

“Now for this sweet pussy” Pulling her cotton panties off with one swipe, her bunched it up and shoved it under the pillow her head was on. “What if i’m too loud-“ Y/n felt Henry clamp his lips onto hers, her full lips being sucked in passionately as his tongue eagerly searched for hers. Spit dripping down her face from the corner of her mouth, a whine leaving her as she watched Henry wipe her face with her panties.

“What baby, don’t like the taste of your pussy? Tell you what I love it, love to eat it morning day and night, favourite fucking meal” He growled kissing her again, tasting remnants of her own pussy on her tongue, making him even more harder. His cock now springing out of his boxers due to being so engorged,

“Really? That’s how I feel about this cock of yours bear” Y/n whispered kissing his cheek, fisting his cock in her soft hands, her hands running up and down her nape. “i’m going to cum all over you, wan’ fuck you all night, my little love” Henry moaned humping his sensitive cock against her naked mound, her clit starting to poke out against him.

“yeah feel me fill that little pussy? God you’re my woman aren’t you” Henry nodded along with her as he slowly inched inside her, her voice whining as his thumb rubbed slow circles on her poor clit. His smile widening as he thrusted slowly and deeply, making sure to hit the deepest spots, one which he knew sent her into a frenzy.

“Henry feel so good, could keep you in me forever, you’re so big” Y/n whined, her tits bouncing rhythmically against Henry’s chest, his minty breath fanning her face as he whispered dirty filthy things ‘Gonna make you carry our baby yeah? Maybe they’ll be jus as small as you were? Been dreaming of the day i’d be able to make you a mother, mother of my babies, let everyone know you’re able to take my huge cock’

“F-fuck Henry I cant, ya know that gets me” Y/n whimpered softly, hiding her face in his neck. Henry always knew his words and slow, deep thrusts could get her cumming in minutes, and it doesn’t take him long to follow. “Wait! Mm’sensitive oh my gosh, mmmy oh my fuck” Y/n mumbled highly pitched, her hips slowly grinding against his actively thrusting hips, feeling him chase his own finish.

“Gonna fill you up bunny, right up here” Henry growled smoothing his hand up her stomach, feeling her soft skin under his fingertips, reminding him of just how lucky he was to find someone who loved him like she did. Man if only he knew how lucky she felt, finding a man like Henry to take care of her like no one else before, her big scary soft man.

“Yes yes yes wan’ it now” Y/n grunted cupping his face roughly, her tongue swiping over his lips, his tongue flicking against hers; his cum filling her to the brim. Both of them whining in satisfaction and overstimulation as they watched their mixed juices flow out onto his old superhero sheets. Fuck sake how were they going to get out of this now?

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[imtheindiekid]

Maneater

Prompt: Reader is called a maneater and also the nigthmare of everyone who is rich, afraid of her getting them to bankrupt. But not her dear mommy.

Ship: Gwendoline Christie x fem!reader

Warnings: mommy kink, smut, pet names, praise kink, gwen being the filthy rich we all know she is; sub!reader and dom!gwendoline. Reader's love language is luxury. Age gap!, reader is not a minor! Leg riding (is that a thing? idk), spiting, eating out, subspace, aftercare, happy ending yesss. Long one shot but trust the process lmao.

A/N: Bare with me please, as english is my second language; sorry for any errors or repetitive words!

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They at first thought it was only a joke, you saying that the real happiness was spending someone's money until there was not even one cent in their bank account; yeah, it was funny looking at you dreaming for something that seemed selfish and greedy. But not for you, who always knew destiny had something special for its beloved and eager child.

It became quite clear what life in purpose you had, at only six years old, when life was being a bitch and making your family drown in debts while their couldn't afford many of the things you and the rest of them were accostumed to. Those hard times were a reminder of how someone could be powerful or a simply slave of capitalism, and you were determined to never be under that power ever again.

So it may have been a joke for everyone else, when in truth it was only the beginning.

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The first tries for you to reach your desires went awfully well, as you were such a charmer and the beauty gods had blessed you to be an extraordinary beauty, so it wasn't that hard to get started on your plans, but not enough to complete them. At least, they granted you mercy and placed a great opprtunity in your very greedy hands, giving you the chance to work at your city's country club.

Mostly men were the ones who you attracted, showing a sly smile when you passed near them or offering great amounts of tips when you assisted them; it was extremely fascinating how strangers paid you almost thousands for handing them a single towel or simply showing you off infront of their spouses, flirting without any shame.

It was absolutely magnificent.

For the most part, one could say, until one of your first victims fell down and all because of you. Poor guy claimed himself to be a new money and wealthy man, despite not having a massive fortune yet and still trying to make a name between the members of the country club. However, that didn't stop you to pursue him with clever words and seductive glances, innocently complaing about the low payment you always received and how you wished to be one of the women of that place, drink in hand and on a man's lap.

Your wishes came true, with him spending his money on you and trying to satisfy your most wild fantasies. He was in bankrupt two weeks later, ripped out of his memebership and screaming it was you who had all his money, a gold digger.

It was a very long and sometimes boring process, but the fun of watching how your series of victims tried to do the same and ended bankrupted never fail to make your materialistic soul happy. Yet you knew this was only child's play, and that the real deal would approach in time.

You will gladly wait for it.

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Through the years a reputation formed around your name and rumor has it was all because your inclination for luxury, which it was all true. Love was never the main purpose of your adventure; all you cared about is to be filthy rich at someone's expenses.

Many nicknames were murmured everywhere you went, but the one who stuck and you actually liked was "maneater". The first time you heard it made you laugh at the accuracy of it; you really loved to devour men in the financial way.

Life was a little more brighter and you enjoyed every second of it, but it became way better when she came into it.

Destiny finally fullfied its promise of making you so damn wealthy by sending you a gorgeous blonde who was ten times richer than all of those men you left without any money together. And what it was better, she is a fucking superstar; alredy a name well know, with great looks and an endless amount of connections to every important person in almost every industry. You were totally besotted with her.

"Mommy will always make you happy, my sweet girl."

And oh fuck, you swear you could have moaned at the pet name she just gave you and the way she speaked with such soft and sultry tone on that first encounter. Of course she knew who you were, Gwendoline Christie was totally aware of that dreadful reputation of yours and the way you could make a fortune dissapear in a blink of an eye, but also aware of the fact that she was far more wealthy than those so called millionares you met trough your life.

For the first time, someone actually had the means to spend it all on your wants, and it made you to be a fool in love for this woman.

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"Give a twirl for me, kitten. Mommy wants to see you."

"Anything for you mommy."

Gwen smiled at your answer, while sitting on one of the expensive couches the private fitting room had. Ever since the first meeting between you two, she became the perfect lover and mommy for you, always cherising her princess and making sure was happy at all times. And there you were, inside one of your favorite shops trying on the latest fashion with your mommy as your only audience.

'Cause yeah, you loved puting on a show for her.

The mid thigh dress looked absolutely stunning on you, hugging so exquisitely every curve your body posessed and showing those legs that you used to wrap around Gwen's hips when she was fucking you so hard and good. Naughty thoughts rised in your mischievous mind as you spun and let mommy take a look on you; she knew you knew you could feel her staring gaze going from head to toes, drinking on you beauty and lusting over you.

"What a good girl you are for me, aren't you? Always a pleaser for mommy. Come here darling."

You did not waste time on getting to her, kneeling between her slender legs and rubbing your cheek against the soft fabric of the trousers she wore that day; a hand sneaked to your chin and grabbed it with slightly pressure, a silent indication for you to open that pretty mouth of yours. It wasn't long enough when mommy had her face near you and spat inside your mouth, making you whimper at the sole action and earning a smirk from the older woman whe you swallowed rapidly.

"Mommy please-."

"Uh uh baby, no whining and just take what mommy gives you. Unless you want to be a bad girl."

"No mommy! I will be good, please, I want to be your good girl only!"

"That's what I thought."

The hand on your chin suddenly fell down and instead went to your hair, pulling it hard that it made you moan out of pleasure, feeling wetness driping between your legs. It was so deseperate not having something soothing the bubbling desire that rised beneath your body, only mommy could do that, and right now, she didn't seemed interested on doing it.

A cry erupted from your lips, while searching with your hips something to rut on, but stopped by Gwen's leg in the middle of it.

"Shh my little love, don't cry and listen to me. You will eat mommy out while riding her leg, but you musn't cum until mommy has. Understood?"

"Yes, yes mommy!"

As soon as she hear you, the blonde placed your face right in front of her covered pussy, which it did not last long when you avidly got rid of her trousers as well underwear by pulling them down enough for you to being on your task. KIsses and soft bites from thighs to her wet folds were earning you hums from the older woman, but it seemed wasn't enough effort for her, as she silently stated by closing the gap between her middle parts and your face. Moaning at it, you went straight at her clit, licking enthusiastically while teasing her labia with your fingers.

Then, a striking sensation rushed into your core, the feeling of pleasure coursing trough all your body when mommy's leg started to push against your own wetness, rubbing the already sensitive nub in the process.

"Fuck! Yes princess, you're doing it so well!"

You whimpered at the sound of Gwen's voice, praising you for eating her so good while riding with desperation her leg in order to build an orgasm, even though you weren't allowed to do that yet. But you determined and stubborn as you were, really wanted to cum, and so made you plunge two fingers inside mommy's, causing her to scream and you to briefly look up. The sight of the older woman pinching one of her nipples trough her blouse while panting your name was arousing and unholy; you loved it.

Sensing you watching her, she returned it with a lustful look and a moan of your pet names. Then, with the hand still tangled in your hair, pushed you again to meet her hips, causing you to whine once more and squirm above her leg. You knew she was close, by the way her walls were clenching and her breath came out rapidly, how her hips buckled erratic against your fingers at every thrust.

And you? At the edge of an orgasm but not quite there yet, with your panties completely ruined from your moist.

"Y/N, yes baby!"

It only needed a couple of thrusts to mommy finally reach her climax, cuming hard and long while you eagerly taste her juices and slowly stop fucking her with your fingers. When she came down from her high, the blonde woman pulled you out to kiss you while still riding greedily her leg to your own orgasm; you couldn't keep it from coming, and all you did was cry and plead with your squeaks for mommy.

"You made me cum so good. Go on my darling, mommy's got you."

That's the only thing you needed for releasing the burst of pleasure inside you, sending you to a spiral of ecstasy and high squeaks while clinging onto the blonde woman. There are tears sliding trough your cheeks, red flush expanding in your face and bruised lips from the previous kiss. You apparently were deep inside your bubbly space that you didn't notice when they lifted you up to sit on Gwen's lap, embracing you in a tight hug.

Peppering your faces with soft kisses and caressing your back, Gwen was slowly trying to get you into reality again, the aftercare never forgotten even when you where in a semi-public place. It took you some time, but soon you were back in your normal but sleepy state.

"Mommy?"

"It's alright little flower, I'm right here."

You smiled at it, hugging her languidly by the shoulders and resting your less fuzzy head in her neck; a small kiss was placed in your hair as a return. Silence was slowly filling the room, the only sounds present the breaths from both of you and the lully of your lover's heartbeat. Only a murmur from you interrupted it.

"Mommy."

"Yes my dove?"

"I love you."

"I love you too Y/N."

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The end (?)

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[monstersdownthepath]

Herald of Shelyn: The Spirit of Adoration

CR 15

Neutral Good Large Outsider

Inner Sea Gods, pg. 308

This gorgeous gal is said to be the incarnate of Shelyn's hope and love, born directly from the emotions of the Goddess of Love, and it shows. The Spirit of Adoration (who's title I will be shortening to 'the Spirit' or SOA from now on) is one of the rarest of the Heralds to ever see, as she spends the majority of her time in Nirvana, frolicking among the gardens of her mistress and creator. For vast swaths of her existence, the Spirit does little but entertain and interact with people coming and going from Blossomheart, the divine domain of Shelyn, putting her +22 to Perform and her Bardic talents to use. The only times she leaves are on diplomatic relationship missions with other planes... and as the occasional muse for a mortal in dire need of some beauty in their life.

Able to take the shape of any Small or Medium Humanoid, the Spirit masquerades as a bright and beautiful Bard when cavorting among mortals. She exists to lift spirits, dispel darkness, bolster love, inspire art, and preserve beauty, all things she excels at. Not over is she an incredible marriage councilor, but a phenomenal wingman, standing by the side of someone hopelessly in love but unable to pursue it, either because they physically cannot or simply don't know how; in either case, the Spirit provides answers and guidance.

Whether it's helping a budding relationship or helping an artist hone their skills, the Spirit can hand hand out upwards to six tokens of Inspiration, which often take the form of jewelry. So long as someone carries the token, they're blessed with a +4 insight bonus to Will saves, as well as Craft and Perform checks. Any Bard holding onto the token also gains +6 rounds of Bardic Performance per day regardless of their level, and the Spirit always knows the condition and emotional state of a token holder, arriving to their aid if they ever begin slipping... and if they put the token down for too long, she will know that it's because her job is done and they no longer need her blessing, letting her free up the slot for the next soul in need.

The Spirit is a noncombatant for the majority of her life, a far cry from most Heralds and very fitting for the servant of a goddess who holds out hope for even the most vile of souls. Even when pushed into battle, the Spirit seeks to end it as quickly as possible via diplomacy, charm, and calm explanations, saving violence only for creatures which cannot be reasoned with--namely, mindless Constructs and Undead--but even then preferring to fight only until they pose no danger to an innocent, going so far as to knock out and imprison the likes of daemons rather than dispatching them. While some may see her all-loving nature as foolish in such a universe, like her goddess she maintains that redemption, beauty, and love can be found in anything and given to anyone.

Remember that she's a merciful being as I explain to you just what could happen if that mercy ever stopped.

It takes a while to get there, mind. The Spirit's entire kit is devoted to keeping fighting to a minimum, to the extent that she has a Charming Aura that causes any creature within 30ft of her that fails a DC 24 Will save to be charmed for a day if they fail. A power like that would certainly be useful in the hands of a nefarious fiend, but the Spirit only uses it to get on everyone's good side to make them more amenable to her attempts at Diplomacy (which she has a +17 in).

She's also got Calm Emotions at-will for the same reason, and her aforementioned 40 rounds of Bardic Performance to distract or fascinate hostile crowds long enough for her to try and talk them down from their rampage. Should that fail, she has Good Hope and Inspire Courage +4 to aid any nearby allies in efforts to pacify the opposing force. She will refuse to kill any thinking being and will hesitate to harm even unthinking ones beyond the point of healing, using her at-will Cure Moderate Wounds to spare both ally and enemy from death in the hopes that her enemies will see the folly of their actions and begin walking the road to redemption.

While 40 rounds is usually enough to last her an entire day, there is the small but amusing interaction with her Inspiration power, in that she's not restricted from giving herself her own token, granting herself a +4 to Will saves and Craft/Perform checks, as well as +6 rounds of Performance if for whatever reason 40 isn't enough. If the DM allows her to do that, it's important to note that the stat enhancement is an insight bonus, meaning it STACKS with her own Unearthly Grace, which adds her Cha mod to her AC and all her saves; this means her saves go from an already impressive +17/+20/+24 to +17/+20/+28. She doesn't have immunity to mind-affecting effects, but between her 26 SR and a +28, she may as well; foes of a similar level to her simply can't affect her with anything that targets her Will unless she rolls a 1.

Her DR 10 is bypassed by Evil weapons like most celestial Outsiders, but she's immune to the common Fire and the typically-reliable Sonic, and has 30 Resistance to Acid and Electricity. She's not just sturdy, but she's also fast, moving 40ft a round on the ground and a 60ft fly speed with a proper +17 to Fly, allowing her to make impressive and often beautiful aerial maneuvers. Even beyond that, if she can see you she can just be there because she's got Teleport at-will, letting her appear directly next to anyone who's posing a threat to her or her charge. She's got a 10ft space and 10ft reach... but her statblock is a little ambiguous as to whether her 10ft reach is because of her weapon, a +2 Dancing Glaive, or in addition to it (which would make her reach 20ft). The downside that the glaive can't be used to attack creatures directly adjacent to her, but that's mitigated by the fact it's a Dancing weapon, allowing it to fight entirely on its own even when she moves, and leaving her hands free to cast spells, go full-defense, or open-palm slap someone for 5 nonlethal damage.

Whether she's wielding it herself or letting it dance around her, the glaive can attack up to four times a round for 2d8+8 damage, tripled on a critical hit. While she tends to go for nonlethal, the real use of her weapon is to disarm her foes; she's got Improved Sunder and a weapon strong enough to make that hurt, smashing apart her foes' weapons and armor if she just doesn't reach over and take them once she has them calmed, charmed, fascinated, or stunned.

"Stunned?" Oh yes. At will as a standard action, the Spirit can make a Stunning Ray ranged attack at anything within 180ft, blasting a target with a dazzling beam of light that deals 1d8 untyped and irresistible damage. Any creature impacted by the beam must make a DC 24 Will save or be stunned for 1d6 rounds, time the Spirit uses to rid them of their gear whenever she can... and, as the book states, time she uses to talk to them. Yes, for the entire duration of your stun, a 10ft tall beautiful woman will be trying to talk you out of continuing the battle. If you say "no, I'm going to keep fighting," guess what? There's no 24-hour immunity on her ray, so she may just blast you again... and again, and again, and again, and again, all the while relieving you of your equipment and perhaps even breaking it in front of you, until you either succeed the save (only to fail it again next round) or finally break down and surrender.

I don't know about you, but I think if I was some nameless soldier ready to kick some schmuck's teeth in, and the incarnate of resolute love and beauty descended from the heavens specifically to tell me to knock it off, I might begin questioning 'are we the baddies?'

And you know what? I've said all this without revealing the Spirit's nuclear option: Bardic Magic. 3/day, the Spirit can cast any Bard spell of any level. Do you know what most Heralds lack? Level 7+ spells. Do you know what the Spirit of Adoration has? 3 castings of any level 8+ equivalent spell in the game. Besides simple and silly utility options, the Spirit of Adoration can simply end any fight by casting oh, say, Overwhelming Presence, Waves of Ecstasy, or Hymn of Peace. And that's just defensive; offensive it's even worse, because Bards have access to spells including Shadow Evocation, Shadow Enchantment, and Shadow Transmutation, effectively meaning the Spirit of Adoration's spell list is "all of them." Bardic Magic is basically 3 castings of Limited Wish, except even stronger since the Bard's lower spell levels allow some sneaky power houses like Irresistible Dance, Mass Suggestion, Brilliant Inspiration, and Greater Shout, which are normally outside the power of Limited Wish. The DM is essentially encouraged to let the Spirit pull out whatever insane nonsense she needs to at a whim... but note that Bardic Magic is actually casting a spell, NOT using a spell-like ability! She has to provide components, if any are needed!

It's still a powerful option, and it makes her considerably more versatile than she already appears to be, in AND out of combat, and makes her just as dangerous as any Bard can be while surrounded by allies with fewer qualms about using lethal force. If you think she's dangerous on her own, just imagine how obnoxious Stunning Ray will be when there's a hasted Barbarian bearing down on you...

You can read more about her here.

#Holy Heralds Month #Monster Spotlight #CR 11 to 15 #Pathfinder #dungeons and dragons

[neverchecking]

Hello~! I love your works!

May I request a Yandere Sky x Crimson Loftwing! Reader? NSFW?

Since Crimson Loftwings are like extinct species (according to the wiki) what if they’re blessed with a special ability to turn half-hylian and half-loftwing.

CL! Reader despite being avian has a personality of a cat, she’s a gremlin but she loves Sky and is loyal to him (she has a crush on him and has a courting gift, though can’t because of his relationship with Zelda).

CL! Reader is very feral when it’s mating season, thus she tends to stay away. She doesn’t like getting kidnapped *cough* Groose & Wing Ceremony *cough*.

You can add more if you’d like!

I hope this request is okay!

- 🪶

Okay, since I'm a sucker for a happy ending and Yandere boys who would do anything for reader I did end up breaking Zelda and Link up. But its for the greater cause!

I assume you meant that Reader is in fact Crimson and can shift? Because that's what i wrote it as.

@lovanmari I lied I don't have anymore Sage currently written but I have THIS

Anyway, NSFW so Minors DNI! 18+

Smut CW: AFAB! Reader, Reader is Loftwing shifter, not a whole lot as it's a little bit of an afterthought?

Sky knew there was something different about his Loftwing.

He knew that Crimson was much more affectionate than, say, Groose's own loftwing, and was much more protective. She clucked and nipped at wandering hands that got too close for her liking. She would gently nuzzle at his head, smoothing his hair and righting his clothing with small tugs at his clothing. She would wrap a wing around him if she felt the air in Skyloft was too cold and force him into her gorgeous feathers.

He always felt there was a spark of something too intelligent in Crimson's eyes. Like there was something he wasn't quite seeing even if it was right in front of his face.

It never occurred to him that it could've been something bigger until Groose had not only stolen his Loftwing, but had apparently held her captive as well. Something primal had made him so angry about the fact that he thought he could take his Loftwing. Part of his soul. And for what? So he could try and appear cool to Zelda?

It may have been a foolish thought, but at that point? Groose could have her. There was no realm that he would choose a girl over the other half of his soul. He would chose Crimson over anyone. No ifs, ands, or bits about it.

Maybe that was what had him so angry. Groose had thought he could get between him and Crimson, because...why? Crimson was rare? Had chosen him? That was no real excuse.

Maybe Groose was invested in seeing if the Legends were true. In the depths of the night, when the older students and adults stumble out of the bars, they would bramble about how Crimson Loftwings were blessed with the ability to shift between a Hylian form and their feathered one. How they were blessed by the Goddesses to act as a guide towards the chosen heroes. He could never confirm nor deny these rumors when he was asked because he simply didn't know.

Crimson would bristle whenever he asked her, clicking her beak a few times before shoving his face into her feathers. He tried not to ask since it brought her distress and that was no way to treat his other half. Groose had pestered him on more than one occasion that he was being too soft on his Loftwing, but Sky didn't believe so. How else should he treat his Loftwing other than with the utmost respect.

Still, if that was the reason, to get answers about a myth that wasn't even guaranteed to be true, Groose would pray his Loftwing could reach the same speeds as Crimson.

When he found his Crimson, she was held behind bars with two of Groose's lackeys laughing as they walked off. He had waited until they were out of earshot before moving only to feel himself suck in a harsh breath and freeze.

Crimson had trilled bitterly, using a claw to swipe at the wooden bars that were much too thick to break through before retreating from the entrance. Her wings had shrouded around her form as light puffed around her form before eventually popping in a fall of sparkles that died before they reached the ground. The wings retreated and instead of his Loftwing there was a woman.

A gorgeous, other worldly woman.

Your eyes were lined with blue as a means to highlight your gorgeous irises. Your wings remained the same red, with white and purple trimmings, only now there was a watching tuft of white and purple feathers on your chest. On your hands (Hands. His Loftwing had hands) were sharp, blood red nails that clicked once they were laid against the wooden bars. Your feet (Actual FEET-) had matching talons, which dug at the ground as you huffed, blowing your bangs out of your face with an annoyed huff. There was something angry on your face, your perfect face- he didn't think beauty like this could've been achieved-, as you searched for a way out. When you couldn't immediately find a way out, you shook your head in the same manner you did when you were a Loftwings, wings flaring out in a puff of air.

He couldn't help himself.

"Crimson?"

Your eyes shot towards him immediately as your cheeks positively lit up at the sight of him. You looked frazzled as he stepped closer, looking around your cage as if you had missed something earlier to give you a way out. When you found nothing, your flared wings went to curl around your form, which made him startle. "No, wait! Please, let's just...talk?"

To your credit, you did pause, looking hesitantly back at him then your wings before letting him fall. With a nod towards you, Sky quickly gave a cheeky 'Wait right there' which you huffed at before he was scrambling to find the switch. He couldn't find anything so he took to destroying the pillars with a sword instead, watching them splinter with one fell strike.

Your wings came up to shield you from the flying shards before they were falling and he was racing up to you, holding onto your shoulders. "Look at you, Crimson. You're- You're..." He couldn't even find the words, using one hand to run through his hair as he stared into your eyes. He knew they were too intelligent to belong to a simple Loftwing. He knew it! Goddess, you were so ethereal. And here you were!

"You're Hylian." Is all he could come up with, because that alone was enough to have him sputtering. You looked at him like he was crazy, maybe he was, before nodding. Your mouth opened and he held his breath. Could you speak to him?!

"...I...Am. In a way." It was croaked and broken, with a heavy accent he couldn't quite place, but it was you. And he adored it. The way the syllables rolled off your tongue and your lips shaped themselves to properly form the sounds needed. You watched him expectantly, as if looking for a certain reaction. There was no reaction to be had though. Not a bad one in the very least. You were still Crimson. Still the other half of his soul.

His Soulmate. That's what you were. His soulmate.

He liked the sound of that.

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Sky was admittedly a little hesitant to ride on your back after that. Of course, after you had shifted back, you made it abundantly clear that you were not going to let Groose win, not after what he put your through, and went about nipping at his ears to get him to listen. He placated you with gentle scratches around your cheeks, making your churr, before he was swinging onto your back. You took off without much fanfare, landing at the starting line just as the other races were lining up their own Loftwings.

Groose let his disbelief show, scowling just a bit before schooling his features. Sky didn't pay it any mind, too busy watching you. While he may not have noticed it before, he definitely noticed it now. Groose's own Loftwing and you seemed to have some sort of rivalry going yourself. She had chuffed at you with a repetitive clicking of her beak, as if laughing, only for you to side step just a bit, shaking your head and feathers dismissively. This made the clicking stop before a low trilling took it's place.

Was this beast threatening you?

You still paid it no mind, lowering your head as your wings gently tussled out from where you kept them tightly bound to your side. That would not stand. How dare this common filth even dream of being on your level? Did they not understand the true divinity that you were?

As if sensing his distress, which you probably could, you threw your head back with another shake. You're right, he thought defeatedly. You were right and he would just have to show them who was boss during the Wing ceremony.

He missed the feeling of your presence so close when you took off once more, waiting for his call. When it did come, you were quick to scoop him up as you had a million times before hand, catching him and soaring, moving everyway needed. You two were just as in sync as you always had been. And Always would be.

When Groose's Loftwing had launched itself at you, talons digging at your side and making you stumble, Sky felt himself snarl at the action. He knew he should've struck the dumb beast down the second he had a chance. He would ensure you got the best care after this, but when he went to pull you back towards Skyloft, you stubbornly refused and dived after the Golden Loftwing. It took some fancy spins and even more impressive flips to avoid the eggs being launched your way, but it seemed he was your eyes and you could see everything he saw.

The two of you had won easily, your head shaking triumphantly as your preened. His own hands ruffled and scratched your feathers, making you chirp happily before a call was making him look up. Zelda had jumped off the edge of Skyloft with no call for her own Loftwing, forcing you to speed up lest she fall to her untimely demise. He wasn't happy about it, not at all, especially with your injuries, but he caught her nonetheless.

When you landed near the Goddess statue, he was upset to see you take off once more, blood staining your white patches of feathers. The fact that you were hurt was eating away at him, but he couldn't just up and leave with Zelda going on with the ceremony. You stayed close in the very least, circling high above them with Zelda's Loftwing. You didn't look down once, not even when he looked up hoping to meet your own eyes.

Did you not like Zelda? Did you not understand that he would chose you before he ever even considered her?

You just had to say the word and he'd walk away right then and there... On second thought- He supposed there was a reason you hadn't shown your Hylian form. And he'd respect your wishes.

Zelda stepped close. Too close. He wanted to push her away only for her to redirect his attention to somewhere he had to jump with his newly acquired Sail cloth. When he hesitated, she pushed him, that conniving little-

You dived to try and catch him, crying out when your injuries were strained, but he had enough wherewithal to catch himself lest you hurt yourself further. This was so infuriating. He just wanted to get you checked out! Was that too much to ask? His soulmate was injured!

And Zelda was asking for a ride through the clouds?!

He didn't even get the chance to deny her before she was climbing onto her own Loftwing and you were nudging into his side.

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He knew the ride was a stupid, no good, rotten idea. Not only had that horrid wench tried confessing feelings that meant nothing to him, but you had been ripped away from him. He knew you were fast in your Loftwing form, but with you as injured as you were, not even you could evade the tornado that tore him from you. He could still feel the blood staining his palm from where you had dived after him, curling around his form as your spun to try and correct yourself.

You had flown the two of you back to the academy before collapsing in a heap, only having the energy the screech out loud enough to cry for help.

He hadn't seen you since. Some of the Loftwing vets had taken you away from him and kept him away, claiming you needed your rest. Actually, that Crimson needed the rest. But you weren't Crimson anymore. He wasn't sure who you were, but he knew that you were his. Then he was forced down to the surface. Too much time had passed where none of his calls worked before he had stumbled across a far off island. He had caught a ride on a feral Loftwing, which had carried him to this...Utopia. With abundant forests and clear waters, it was like some sort of trance befell him as this Loftwing carried him closer. In the center of it all was a large fountain, surrounded by blooming flowers he had never seen before and more fauna and foliage than he thought possible.

But what really caught his eye was you. After months of not seeing you, there you were. Sitting right in the center with long, translucent robes floating peacefully around you, alongside your wings. Your eyes were closed and a wreath of flowers, red, white and purple, wrapped around your head.

You were right there.

YOU WERE RIGHT THERE-

Goddess, he never thought he'd see you again. He didn't hesitate in running towards, crying out Crimson even if he knew it wasn't your name. Your eyes snapped open before you were looking over at him, scrambling to stand. You didn't run from him. No, you ran right into his arms, wrapping both them and your wings around his form as you clung to him.

"Link." The sound of his voice rolling off your tongue was more than he ever imagined it to be. Sweet and harmonious. "You're okay."

"I'm okay? Of course, who cares about that. Look at you! You're alive and safe and-" He took a breath, running his hands down your arms as he pulled away to really look at you once more. You were divine. "And I never got your name."

You flushed before chuckling, shaking your head as your wings pulled away to shake themselves free of water. "Y/n."

...He had disgraced you with the name Crimson. Why had you ever put up with it when you had that truly empyrean title? Goddess, he would never get tired of saying it, of reading it, of thinking it. Because that was who you were. You were Y/n. Not Crimson. His Soulmate, Y/n.

He loved the sound of that.

You let him lay his forehead on yours for a second before startling back, feathers puffing as he tried reaching for you again. Where were you going? He was right there?!

"You can't be here, right now-" You stuttered, cheeks absolutely aflame as you stepped back. "Any time but right now-"

He blinked. Then it clicked. He knew that Loftwings had mating seasons. The more mature ones disappeared from Skyloft for three weeks before returning with new hatchlings in tow.

This was the year Crimson had been mature enough to leave. But Crimson was you and-

Oh.

His hands caught your own as you stared up at him with eyes wide and innocent. He liked his lips, watching you swallow. "It's your mating season right?"

"I-well, yes, but, you have a mate Link, you should not be here-" You tried pulling away, but his grip tightened. He had a mate? Last he checked, his soulmate was right here in front of him. "I have no romantic partner."

You flushed a deeper red, avoiding his eyes. "Zelda has shown great romantic interest in you-"

He knew you didn't like Zelda. It was a shame you hadn't talked to him about it though. He'd dispel your every worry. Within a heartbeat, he'd wave away your fears.

"I have none in her. As far as I'm concerned, my other half is right in front of me." He stepped into your space, nose to nose, as he looked down at you.

You swallowed.

Then you twisted your arm to grab his own wrist, pulling him deeper into the forest.

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"Golden Goddess," How had he lived without you. Without your claws raking their mark up his spine. Without your cries, a distinct mix of your own voice and the sounds you made as a Loftwing, calling for him, yearning for him. Without you, clenching around him as he drilled into you, over and over again.

How he had lived without his soul being truly whole. It was like the connection you two had before hand was puppy love compared to what it had evolved into.

You had brought to him what you had called your nest, which was a collection of plush leaves and grass all hidden under a soft blanket you must've swiped off of Skyloft. Upon closer inspection, it looked like one of his older ones which made his entire being absolutely sing. Just as he went about admiring the thing, you bashfully gifted him with a feathered earring, adorned with newly carved wooden beads and gorgeous pieces of ruby. You had explained that it was a courting present that you had made for your intended betrothed-- that you were supposed to find during your first mating season-- but you had only ever thought of him in a romantic sense.

And it made his heart just buzz.

He intended to ensure that there was no question on how he felt about you, quickly switching out one of his earrings for that one before pouncing and pinning you beneath him. He would make sure the only name you remembered was his. That the only thing you could think about would be him. That you were his in every way that he was yours.

There was no going back after this. From this point on, he considered himself a married man. Of course, that meant you would have to show your Hylian form on Skyloft, or you would have to runaway together (Which didn't sound like a bad idea, if he were being honest), but you were his.

He'd get you your own courting gift as a respect to your culture, and a symbol that you were his.

But first, he'd give you marks in his own signature way to tell everyone you were taken.

Your wings were splayed behind you as you laid beneath him, clinging to him desperately as his hips rocked against yours. One of your legs hooked around his back while the other wrapped around one of his own. The air around you two was humid with the smell of sex and the taste of sweat.

Everything seemed to click into place around him as your bond solidified. Whatever bond other Hylian's thought they had with their Loftwings was merely laughable compared to what he now had with you.

And he'd make sure everyone knew it.

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[itjazzbicch]

My Everything

Pairing:  William Vangeance x Reader 

Summary: Still dealing with some issues after the conflict with the elves comes to an end, the reader shows her best friend, William, that they are there for him considering everything he has dealt with, and William shows the reader how much trust he has in them and much deep feelings...

Warnings:  N/A (Just fluff!)

Word Count: 0.6k

First, the elves, then a devil.

Events took a sharp turn that I did not see coming, but I didn't let that stop me from fulfilling my duties and protecting my kingdom and its people. The aftermath was quite messy, but I tried to make the best of it.

"Y/N, what a lovely surprise."

I decided to visit my closest friend, William. He was sitting in a tree by the Golden Dawn's quarters, watching the sunset, his bright eyes flashing through his mask.

"Hey friend," I smiled up, climbing the tree.

"I can come down-"

"It's fine," Climbing up and joining him in the branch, my smile spread to his, "That wasn't much of a struggle."

"I'm glad," He nodded, eyes gazing back to the sunset, as did mine, the sight being one of nature's purest forms of beauty.

"The view from here is gorgeous," I whispered in awe, using that to ease into the conversation I came here to have, "Nothing like a nice view to clear your mind."

"Indeed," He whispered back, still staring at the setting sun as I looked at him:

"I know you recently had an important talk with King Julius. Are you doing better after everything?"

"I do feel better," He sighed, seeing the emotion in his eyes as the sky fell into a darker orange hue, "I feel lighter now if that makes sense."

"I understand," I nodded, taking his full attention as I rested my hand on top of his that was resting on the massive tree branch, whispering, "I know there are some others that may think differently than I do, but I want you to know, William, you're still the same William that is my best friend."

"I couldn't ask for a better friend," He sniffled softly but was still smiling, his hand beginning to shake, and it confused me till his hand started reaching for his mask.

We had been friends for a long time, but I'd never seen his face. However, I was happy that he was confident enough to show me, seeing a dark purple tone along the top of his cheeks, all the way up to his white hair.

"You were hiding a birthmark?" That's what I assumed it was. Only curious and not expecting his correction:

"It's from a curse that was placed on my mother's family."

He'd never been so open to me, putting his head down, holding my hand with both of us, a tear dropping into it as he whispered:

"I imagine you can understand why I keep it hidden. I do feel better now that the truth is out, but I still feel-"

My heart hurt seeing him crying; quickly scooting closer to him, his hands squeezing me harder as I took his cheek, lifting his eyes back into mine.

"William, I don't know a soul who's gone through what yours has," I began, fighting through a few tears of my own, but a smile on my face as I reminded, "But as I said, you're still the William that I hold dear to my heart. I know that your heart is pure, my dear friend."

"My face may be cursed, but I do have one blessing," He smiled back, sniffling as he took my other hand, "That blessing is you."

"Cursed?" I giggled softly, meaning honestly, as I kissed his cheek, "I think you're handsome. Curse or not."

"Is it okay if I continue to be honest with you, Y/N?" Getting confirmation from my nod, it felt as if a bright light was shining from within me when his lips found mine, the light shining brighter as I pressed my lips into his more, gasping slightly as our lips parted, his gorgeous purple eyes glimmering into mine, "You are my everything. "

My heart was beating calmly but so hard. Lost in his sparkling eyes, the purple in the sky coloring us and the tree, smiling more as I nuzzled my nose against his, interlocking our hands:

"I feel the same, William." 

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome 

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[zorosleftmantit101]

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Character: Koby x Moon witch reader 

A/N: THIS IS NOT FINISHED THIS IS A SHORT SNIPPET OF THE PIECE I AM CURRENTLY WRITING.

Clair de Lune, meaning moonlight, was a song written and composed by French composer Claude Debussy.

C/W: Fluff, Spelling Mistakes,  

Word count: Wip

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The Moon sat proudly in the sky, bathing the navy boat in a milky glow. Your name was Y/N L/N, and you were a child of the Moon. 

Your mother Clair was a Moon witch who lived among the stars. When you were born, you were blessed with the Kiss of moonlight, given to Moon beings alike. You opted to travel the world below rather than stay and swim among the stars. 

You sat on the railing of the ship, your ethereal white dress draped lazily over your body, your hair flowing, almost as if it was underwater. 

"Wow holy shit" A voice called from behind you. 

You whipped your head to be met with a patrol officer he had curly locks of red hair and freckles gracing his checks 'Sun kisses' you thought serenely to yourself. 

"H-how did you get on the ship, who are you- What are you" words tumbled out of his mouth as a smile graced your face. 

"The moon looks very pretty from here don't you think?" you asked watching the boy look slightly taken aback by your nonchalantness. 

"I- uhh I suppose so" His eyes drifted up to the moon, walking closer to the railing. 

You turned your head to look at the boy, his eyes were focused on the ocean. 

"Your a lot calmer than the other navy men i've met so far" you stated watching his eyes drift from the water to you.

"I suppose this means you do this often" he smiled. 

You felt so utterly warm around this boy his peach cheeks puffing up as he smiled. 

'It's not often you find someone who's blessed by the sun that does not relize they're blessed by the sun, silly boy may the stars guide him back to the daylight' you thought bringing a hand up angelically to twist one of his curls. "Your hair is a very pretty coulor is it natural?" you asked as if you were not a complete stranger invading a navy ship. 

His cheeks were dusted pink "Uhh yes, I get it from my mother, hers is a lot brighter than mine though" he said a gorgeous smile painting his face. 

Smiling too the two of you turned back to watch the moon. 

Such a peaceful moment two souls watching the moon, everything always seems so much more peaceful beneath the eternal glow of the Clair de Lune. 

"Hey Charlie, it's time to switch shifts HOLT SHIT!" A tall lanky officer rounded the corner, black wavey hair curled around his face and a large pointed nose sculpting his features. "INTRUDER, SOMEONE GET SMOKER OR TASHIGI" he hollered hoisting his gun up and pointing it towards you. 

Standing from the ledge you walked off floating just above the railing. Playfully pinching Charlie's cheek you smiled sadly at having to leave. "Until we meet again Mon ami" You drifted off the railing before whisping yourself back to the dimension of stars. 

In reality, you were still floating above the exact same railing you were just standing, just in a different plane of existence that could not be seen by the human eye. 

Think of it like a filter when you moved behind the filter the unblessed eye can not see you even if you have not actually gone anywhere, they can not hear you nor can they touch you but they might be able to feel your presence if they are adept in their skills. 

More guards poured onto the deck racked with sleep. mixes of 

'what's going on out here and 

'why the fuck are we awake.' 

The guard lowered his gun, "where the fuck did she go" he growled. 

You hated the irritability of humans, if only they could just learn to as some might say chill the fuck out~. 

You had no want to stay and watch the events as you left to wander the constellations back to the moon. Your mother.

"Hello darling have a nice night?" she sang her voice echoing in your ears. Your mother sat placing new stars in the sky. 

"I met a sun blessed soul" you whispered floating cross-legged. 

"oooh exciting" she cooed her navy blue dress floating around her body as her platinum-white glowing hair cascaded past her knees. 

"I'm just about done with this new constellation next time you're up here tell me if it looks alright" she quipped placing the last star in the sky. 

"Of course mama, well I'm off now, I might be gone for a while," you said kissing your mum on the cheek.

"okay darling be safe," she chuckled as you walked down the trails of moon trickling back onto the ocean. 

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[ancientgoddessofegypt]

WHAT MAKES YOU ROYALTY? AN INTUITIVE READING FOR THE LIGHT BRINGERS.

STAR READINGS WITH DEJA!

PICK A PILE. These are for all my girlies who know that their royalty ! No matter what. So From left to right is 1-2, 3-4. Lets go!

PILE 1 - 'The Royal Who Loves The World'

This Princess is all about being one with the earth. Shes connected to the universe and she is a giver & receiver of the divine. Her gorgeous energy is big, bold and beautiful. She has a creative energy that caters to the heart. Her vibe is priceless, no one can ever take it from her. She knows what she wants and she knows who she is. The undefeated. Her knowledge and expertise can train a million warriors to go for the goal. A master at the arts and just knowing of everything that is around her.

Bonus reading : LOVE ABOUNDS

Be thankful for who you are and where you come from. The opening of the heart is soaring & the world is coming to your favor. Trust it. It will all make sense in the future. But for now, be patient. You have a gift in bringing people together. So move closer to the divine and watch the destiny unfold. Never forget it, you we're always closer to divine.

PILE 2 - 'The Girl Who Always Knew She Was A Star'

There is a big, emotional energy coming from this group. Expressive auras and have bright joyous energy. There may have been a lot of lower energy that hovered over you as a child and over-exhausted your aura. But be thankful, because the story unfolds for you to become the Empress you always knew you'd be. Enjoying the fruits of all the past labors in your life have brought you to a point in reality where the unknown feels more fruitful than the linear one. You're wished reality is coming through the divine, spirit guides and answering to the codes they've let out for you. Try uncovering the number sequences you've been seeing. Go to an altar (you can make one yourself) and start prayer and meditation near that area. Focus on the number sequence and let go. The answer will come shortly after. Your heighten awareness of the divine comes from the true knowing of appreciating the seen and unseen roads. You are a beautiful gift to the clouds, my darling. So why let others tell you otherwise? You're a star. So be one.

Bonus Reading : LOVE ABOUNDS + MANIFEST

Okay, Cinderellas ;) You have to let go and make a wish in the clouds. You have to feel it in your soul and breathe life into it. Otherwise, it wouldn't work in your favor. The 'fairy god mother' you've dreamed of as a kid is the women in your life that look after you when no one else does. It could be an ancestor, a spirit guide or someone who is alive and cares for you in the best way that they can. All is well, do your part by making sure that you BELIEVE in the idea of what you desire and you will acquire it through surprised experiences. God Bless.

PILE 3 - 'The Moment You Have Been Waiting For'

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thats the message that I'm hearing. Its like you looked up to the sky and thanked the universe for answering all of your prayers. You looked to the divine for the path and you found your kin. You found your new path and aligned with the greater forces of heaven to do the thing you've always wanted to do. At first you're awareness wasn't out there, you were 'asleep'. But wait. This was destiny coming in to perform a miracle for you, because you had no idea who was under the curtains trying to stop the show. You've guys have been waiting to receive a gift from the ethers on how to move & to proceed, but they didnt show up. Or did they? They listened, they watched, and they saw you working towards something. Working hard. Even if you felt like it wasn't enough, or you felt guilt about your situation. Shame, fear, etc.. All of this added to your rewards in the season to come. Just wait on it. Be yourself, the bright light that the world adores and enjoys even when you think nobody is listening or watching. You are the star of this finale! Congratulate yourself and be the royalty that you know you are.

Bonus Reading : 'A COSMIC FORCE'

So let me be real for a second, for this group the focus was more about what makes you stand out more than royal energy. You have gifts that take dedicated effort. So the energy I got for yall was that you have to let go and focus on what your heart wants. Then doors will open for you easier and in ways you had not seen coming. THATS your royalty. Your's come in through hard work and having drive.

PILE 4 - 'The Veil Is Thinning, And I Am The Surpreme'

Surprise. You've been gifted with a lifetime of golden energy shifting from the inside of your body. Your gift is in the reflection of your experience. Very interesting. So let me explain, You guys are wondrous beings who came here to help the new earth come into fruition. You have gifts that go unnoticed but are deeply felt, penetrating the people around you. The world is turning, and you are in motion with it. The world needs to feel as deeply as possible because this is Mama Earths dream. You are a reflection of what is truly magical about the creator and its beautiful creations. You carry an infinite watch that stops time from being an issue. You're the genius behind a lot of universal thinking, and we'll be the first to come to you and watch the show. You're honest, deep thinker and a vocalist. You carry the tunes and vibrations of the world and the energy you carry makes us like you even more. Dont hate. She's got the magic. This pile has a lot of work they must fulfill before they leave into the horizons. There's a special source in this group that is unmatched and hard to silence, hard to ignore. And thats what makes you a royal gem. My queens :)

Bonus Reading : 'Magic Meets The Eyes'

Because you have this gift of unseen worlds deep in your imagination, try creating outlets for this world to be seen or heard. Creative energy flows through your body and the inner child deserves to be healed, acknowledged and explored. Your mind is incredible and you should use every drop of creativity to make a canvas that can have the world stop and listen to what you have to say. Congrats, this is such a beautiful place to be in.

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[dreamcorechild]

Can you do more karaku smut but reader puts her/him/they ass on karakus face?

....Well I guess I'm now doing smut requests then...

Dear lord Ahem.

Warning!!!!!! for any little ones and minor ones and those who doesn't like nsfw things and tend to stay as innocent as possible. Also 18+ a bit I dont even know.

I beg of you to not read this and move on with your merrily way cause this may includes something.... Weird. and cringy.

This is your final warning, turn back now.

Tw: Nsfw stuff that I cant explain.

So if your a very hungry horny hippo then I please advice you to bring a towel and some water. And stay healthy.

Oh yea this is a long story.

*~"My Manly demon"~* [Karaku x Lustful F!Reader] 18+

"What the hell..!?"

Karaku jolted himself up and started to panic

"W-Where am I!? How did I got here!? Who did this!?"

The demon of pleasure looked around the place, trying to remember what even happened to him. Suddenly, he was hit with the thoughts of what exactly he did last night

"Y-You gotta be joking me.. N-No... Please no.."

[Y/N] is in front of Karaku with her hands in a sadistic type of smile. Her kimono is unbuttoned revealing a lot of her body to Karaku. It's like her kimono is wearing her. She was definitely not wearing anything underneath.

Karaku’s eyes widened in both fear and lust. His demon horns started to emerge and sharpen as he attempted to free himself from the tight ropes that have tied him up. His eyes glared at [Y/N] as they flashed with both rage and lusts

“Let me go at once!! Have at thee, you wench!”

"Shhh darling, let me show you just how gorgeous and magnificent my body is. Don't take it as a threat but see it as a blessing~" [Y/N] smiles down at the demon, her voice is soothing and sweet but with a slight edge of something else.. She moves up closer to the demon, as she gets close her body heat rises.. It felt.. Hot~ Her lips were very close and she whispers into his ears:

"My body belongs to you~"

Karaku's heart immediately dropped as if time has slowed down. The demon of pleasure froze for a brief moment as [Y/N] warm scent, sweet voice and her hot breath touched the back of his neck, making him weak to his knees.

"Wh-what are you doing to me!?"

He muttered as he blushed.

"I am going to do whatever you desire~"

She whispers teasingly as she licks his neck.. He can't seem to move away from her. He's just frozen, he can't do anything to stop her!

"My body is yours, darling~"

She gets closer, getting face to face with him. Their breathings become heavier as [Y/N] holds his face..

Karaku's lips were very close to [Y/N] lips as their breathing grew heavier. Their eyes locked on each other and their hearts pounded rapidly in their chest. He leaned in closer to her and whispered in her ear.

"Hnngh.. Please have your way with me..~ [Y/N]..."

His demon hearts beat harder against his ribcage as he stares into [Y/N] soulful eyes, craving for something else..

[Y/N] starts to kiss Karaku very passionately, her eyes are closed as she enjoys this experience. Karaku can feel how she's very into this and how her tongue is exploring inside his mouth. Everything is happening so fast but slow at the same time.

They're locked into each other, there's no way of escape. Her kimono starts to slip slowly off her body as she's on top of him. Karaku can feel every bits of her bodies and how soft her skin is..

Karaku is so focused into this, he's oblivious to any surroundings that are happening outside. It was just the two of them in this moment. He kisses back with so much passion and desire, as he also starts to pull [Y/N] kimono and slides it off carefully. He holds her face in between his fingers and stares into her eyes with love and desire. He leans in slowly so he can kiss her once more.

[Y/N] is also lost in this moment, her eyes are closed as she enjoys kissing this demon and slowly losing her kimono. As their lips are locked onto each other, their hands slowly travel to all kinds of places... Her breath got faster as she enjoys the experience that she's having with Karaku.

She starts to tease him by kissing his neck, her lips are all over him.. She nibbles, licks, licks and nibbles.. As if it was a meal~

“Ahh..~”

He let out a long moan and let his hands roam all over her body, exploring her lovely curves.

“You look absolutely.. Stunning darling~”

The feeling of having [Y/N] on him was something of euphoria and bliss.

"Hnnngh..~"

[Y/N] moans from pleasure.

"You're doing great Karaku..~"

She wraps her arms around him, kissing him passionately and holding him, trying to bring him closer to her

“[Y/N]..~ You’re so sexy..~”

“I can’t take it anymore! I have to have all of you right now!”

Karaku’s eyes flashed back to normal and he grabbed [Y/N] around the waist, lifting her up as he pins her down onto the bed and begins to kiss her neck, gently nibbling it and licking it..

"Eep~! You're so rough and lovely darling~"

She sighs as she enjoys Karaku's mouth and tongue.. [Y/N] is really getting in the moment...

“[Y/N], your body is mine now..~ I’ll have my way with it~”

Karaku said with a smile on his face, he kisses her ear this time “I’m going to worship you to the point you’ll belong to me..~”

“Your mind, body, soul.. All of this belongs to me, the demon of pleasure~”

"O-Oh my..~ You know what you're doing~"

She whispers teasingly to Karaku before smiling at him.

Suddenly.. She sits on top of the demon's face and pin him down to the bed.. She looks down at him.. He cannot move, he cannot escape anymore.

"Ahhh! You wench! What do you think you're doing!?"

He grits his teeth as he stares up at [Y/N] with a frustrated look on his face as she pin him to the bed and sits on top of his face. He was defenseless on the spot.

"How the tables have turned my wonderful darling~"

[Y/N] gives him a cheeky smirk before she starts to slowly grind her body against his face.

"I am going to have fun, this time~"

The demon of lust smiles widely.

“Nngh!~ [Y/N]…~ S-Stop this at once..~”

He mumbles as his face was red to a bright scarlet from the friction of all the grinding. Karaku’s eyes were wide open in surprise as this was happening.

"No~"

She giggles while she grinds more against Karaku's face.

"I do what I want, Slut~"

[Y/N] face gets more pleasured as she continues the grinding.

“Hngghh….!~”

Karaku grits his teeth as he struggles against his restraints. It was useless as he was pinned down to the bed and helpless. His demon heart raced as the grinding continues, it was so intense that his eyes closed for a brief moment.

"Your face feels good~"

She moans and sighs as the pleasure keeps increasing.

"You are very obedient in this form aren't you?~"

Her grinding continues to go faster and harder against Karaku's face.

“Ugh…~”

He moaned softly as his lips parted slightly from the grinding, his face turns completely red and his demon horns curled upwards from all of the pleasure.

“Hn..~ I’ll do anything.. Just please…~”

Karaku begged her to stop the grinding.

"Are you seriously already begging me?~"

[Y/N] chuckles and winks, seeing how it got him to plead for mercy. She continues to grind, her breathing and hearts beating much faster.

"Such a good boy you are, darling~ I am loving this~"

“[Y/N]!~”

Karaku whinnied as he continued to be grind against his face. The hotness and pleasure was to much to bear and the demon of pleasure was on his last legs.

“I-I can’t take this anymore…~”

"Come on, darling~ Show me how much you love me~" She continues to grind, her body heat was just right against his face.. Her breathing got even faster.

"Ahhh!!~ Yes Yes!!~"

Karaku obeyed to [Y/N] command and quickly leans in to kiss her rear. His lips was all over it as he makes the demon of pleasure purr in so much love and desire for him. Karaku wasn't letting go of this moment of pure bliss.

[Y/N] lets out a moan and wiggles her ass.. She also purrs with delight and loves it.

"Ohhh, that's a good boy~"

"Nngh!~ More of this [Y/N]!~ I'm absolutely loving it!"

His demon of pleasure voice were to be heard everywhere at this moment.

"I can hear your voice in the whole house, darling~"

She giggles and continues to grind, her whole body was hot.

"Ohhh [Y/N]~! Keep this up, i swear its melting away my demon heart~"

He panted as he continues to kiss her rear. The grinding was enough to make a grown man like him cry like a baby, but he loved every moment of this.

"I have an idea for you, my darling~"

[Y/N] wiggles her bottom On his face with delight.

"I want something else..~ Can you guess what is it..~"

"Ehem..~ Well..~"

Karaku was blushing hard as he looks up to [Y/N] and stares directly into her soulful eyes.

"I'm supposed to guess what you want.. Right~?"

He giggled, still licking her Ass with great joy.

She nods and wiggles her bottom once again on his tongue "Y-yes..~ Correct answer, darling~" She sighs, letting out a moan as she enjoyed it.

His cheeks turned bright scarlet and he was a bit shocked. His demon heart was fluttering with so much desire towards [Y/N]. A small smile appears on his lips.

"And what if I refuse?"

Karaku said with a playful tone with his eyes still glued to [Y/N] derriere.

"That won't be possible for you to refuse, darling~ There's nothing you can do besides.. Obeying~"

She smiles and presses her bottom against him.

"Besides, you are having so much fun~" She giggles.

She was right at that point, his demon of pleasure voice was filled with lust and he was completely infatuated with [Y/N]. He enjoyed the sweet friction of the grinding and the kissing.

"S-Stop teasing me [Y/N]...~ You're making me so weak~"

Karaku giggled in such a lewd and seductive way.

"Do you think you are worthy to do something like that, darling~?"

Her demon heart bloomed and it was filled with love, lust, excitement.

"Prove it to me, if you are really worthy enough to fulfill my desire!~"

Karaku got curious and excited at the same time. He licked his lips as all of the pleasure he was experiencing became a bit too much to bare.

"If I may ask my sexy lady..~ What needs to be done so I can finally satisfy your desire~?"

Karaku asked her with a flirtatious tone, he was really intrigued on what [Y/N] wants him to do in this moment.

"You will have to be obedient once again, my beautiful boy~"

She looks down at the demon with pure lust and excitement.

"Come here and I will show you what I want~"

She commands him.

"Yes darling~ I'll be absolutely obedient as you order me to~"

He said with a smile on it while licking his lips with excitement.

"What is it you want me to do~?"

He tilted his head to look up at her with his demon eyes as he got ready to take on her command.

Karaku’s heart started to race faster as he got excited about what she told him to do.

“You want me to..?~”

He blushed a bright scarlet as he asks this.

[Y/N] nods her head as the demon of lust looks at him.

"If you are worthy enough to please me..~"

She smiles down at him and wiggles her body.. Her kimono almost falls onto the floor in such moment.

"I have an idea to make you go crazy!"

She grins mischievously while her kimono falls on the floor, exposing her breasts.

She lays down on the bed, exposing herself. Waiting for Karaku to do something.

Karaku’s heart dropped to the floor when her kimono fell onto the floor and he could see her beautiful, perfect breasts and figure.

"Y-You're.. You're beautiful darling~"

He muttered under his breath while his demon heart was beating rapidly in his chest and he feels so aroused. He slowly comes closer to her body as his eyes are glued to [Y/N] figure. His voice became so seducing and he whispers seductively:

"What do you want me to do to please you, oh beautiful one~?"

"I am yours..~ So use whatever means to please me, darling~"

Her breathing was more heavy, she looked at him with lustful eyes and smiles at the demon.

"Don't make me wait~"

She looks up at him, her eyes still shining in love and lust as she expects Karaku to take action now.

Karaku’s demon horns curled upwards as his eyes were fixated on [Y/N] breasts. He slowly approached closer and starts to kiss her neck and nibble it softly to where he makes her moan. Karaku’s voice became a bit deeper and he whispers seductively as he caresses her soft skin:

“My love…~ Your body and soul belongs to me. You’re my property.”

He said in a deep demonic voice as he starts to devour her breasts with his kisses.

[Y/N] shudders from his kisses and nibbling, she moans out loud. A loud moan is heard, the demon of lust closes her eyes as she's completely losing herself in this moment.. She looks at Karaku with pure love in her eyes and gives him a little kiss.

"I am indeed your property, my love..~"

She puts her hand on his head as her eyes opens to see Karaku, her lover and master~ She sighs softly.

"You are so perfect.."

He wraps his arm around her hip and starts to caress her butt as he looks up at [Y/N] with a lustful and seductive look. He kisses her cheek and gives her a light bite on the side of her face, his demon heart fluttering because of this.

"And you are too, sweet one~"

The demon of lust whispers, seductively

"I love it when you are submissive for my use~."

His eyes glowed green as he continues to kiss her and grope her body all over.

"You make me feel this way..~"

[Y/N] was enjoying his every touch and nibble, her body slowly arches forward. She was filled with pleasure as she also nibbles Karaku's neck.

"Oh!~ Your neck taste so sweet darling~"

She moans out as she nibble the demon of pleasure's neck.

“Oh~ That feels good~ You’re nibbling is so pleasurable~”

He moaned out as he nibbled down on her ears, licking and biting them for his own pleasure. Karaku’s demon horn was pointing up and his eyes were closed as he enjoyed himself so much.

"Ahhh~ You are making me crazy~"

[Y/N] moans out loud, her breast was so soft and beautiful as she let's Karaku touch it.

"Do you want more..~"

She whispers to Karaku.

His demon heart was racing and beating rapidly, it was getting too much for the demon of pleasure to bear.

“[Y/N]…~ More please~”

He mumbled as he devours her breasts with kisses, nibbling and licking.

"Oh my~ You are such a hungry demon~"

She chuckles and squeezes her breast, squeezing it as Karaku's face is completely buried into the soft flesh. She sighs as her breasts was being nibbled and devoured, she was in ecstasy~.

“Mphph~”

The sound of muffled moans, Karaku was in pure heaven and his eyes are closed.

“Hnnngh~ Your breasts are so..~ S-Soft!”

He says as he devours her breasts.

She looks down at Karaku, the demon of lust smiles at him.

"I know you love it, darling~"

Her breathing is a bit heavier, her whole body was feeling tingly of this..

She caresses Karaku's hair with love as she sighs with pleasure.

He opened his eyes a bit and stares up at [Y/N] with a flirty look.

“That I do~”

Karaku continued to nibble her breast even more

“Mph~ Hnnngh!~ They’re so damn soft and tender!~” He said while his demon horns were curled up. Karaku’s demon heart was pumping with so much love and lust.

She smiles down at Karaku.

"I love this feeling..~ Being all above you~"

Her voice was filled with much lust, she grins as she sits on Karaku's face.. Her whole body was feeling so good from this.

Karaku was in complete bliss as he enjoyed every moment with the demon of love. He started to massage her butt in a romantic and seductive way, Karaku enjoyed this so much as his demon heart flutters from all of this.

“Mph,~ [Y/N]-Chan I love you~” He says with muffled vocals as he was completely squished under [Y/N] beautiful butt.

Her voice was sweet like honey as she smiles down at Karaku.

"Oh..~ You are such a good boy~"

She grins and moves her hips a bit.. And she moans a little.

"Now, eat this~"

“Y.. Yes my queen!~”

He nodded with pure lust, his eyes are filled with excitement and desire of eating and nibbling at [Y/N] rear.

"Now that's more like it~"

She caresses Karaku's face and smiles, a soft smile from her sweet face.

"Go on, give it your all~"

She giggles and pushes her derriere towards Karaku's face.

“Ahhh~ [Y...Y/N]…~”

He groaned as his demon heart beat rapidly of pure desire from this moment. Karaku started to put in work in eating and devouring her rear with so much love and passion.

"Oh yes~ That's it darling~"

Her voice filled with so much enjoyment and excitement, she smiles down at him and caresses his cheek.

"Do you enjoy it?~"

Even though Karaku wouldn't be able to answer but the sounds of him eating her rear would be enough to show [Y/N] it was enjoyable.

Karaku’s demon heart was literally beating like crazy because of how pleasurable this was. He lets out muffled moans of desire and excitement, his demon eyes were all glued to [Y/N] Butt as it was being devoured by him.

“Mph~..~ Y..yes darling~ I am loving every single moment of this!”

"Good boy~"

[Y/N] smiles at Karaku once more, she grips on her bed frame and bites her own lips to suppress her own pleasure.

"It really makes me excited when you love it~"

She sighs and her body was starting to shake from so much.. Pleasure..

“Uhhh..~”

His face was buried into [Y/N] Ass as his demon heart was filled with so much lust and love for the demon of love. Karaku was still going to town on her Ass.

"That's it..~ Yes!!~ Keep going at it, darling~"

She moans out loud and the whole house can hear it. She continues to bite her lips to hold back her own pleasure..

Karaku lets out muffled screams and moans of desire. His demon eyes were glued to her rear. His demon heart was beating like crazy in this moment.

"Hnngh~ You are making me crazy, darling~"

Her voice was filled with much lust and pleasure. Her breath became louder as she starts to grind Karaku's face with her rear..

“[Y/N]-Chan!~ You’re such a dirty demon, I love it!”

Karaku chuckled and nibbles her rear.

“I love this so much~”

She wiggles her butt for Karaku, trying to be naughty for her lover.

"You are my naughty boy~ I love it too!~"

“Yess,~ I love being your naughty boy~”

He says this with pure happiness. His demon heart was filled with so much joy and love.

“I love every moment I spend being your obedient boy~”

He starts to moan as he bites and nibbles at her rear more.

She squeaks a bit as Karaku nibble her rear more and she was losing herself in this moment.

"Karaku you don't know how great you are making me feel right now~"

Her voice was filled with pure ecstasy and she holds onto her bed frame tightly.

Karaku wraps both arms around one of [Y/N] buttcheeks and pulled her closer to him.

"I'm enjoying this so much~ We need to make this a regular thing!~"

His demon eyes were filled with so much excitement.

Her body was shaking while her face was filled with pure pleasurable sensation. She looks down at Karaku with an extremely happy face, grinning, smiling, loving..

"I know you are~ I want this to last longer~"

Her voice was filled with pure lustful desire.

"Hnnng..~ Yes my love~"

He moaned out with a smile on his face as he enjoyed every moment with the demon of love. Karaku nibbled at her rear again this time a bit harder.

"Hnngh!~"

"N-ny~"

Her whole body was trembling from the pleasure, she was feeling so euphoric while her demon heart was racing so fast. She was about to lose herself.

"K-Karaku!~"

“Yes darling?~”

He chuckled and bites her rear. His demon heart was feeling all sorts of euphoria and excitement.

“I’m yours..~”

He said in a seducing voice as he continues to nibble at her rear.

“Your demon boy is going to enjoy this so much~”

She grabs Karaku's head and pulls him closer.

"I want more~"

She kisses him softly on his lips with affection and lust, she wiggles her butt a little bit.

"More~"

Her voice was sweet, filled with only lustful desire. Her whole body was shaking too.

He smiles with pure lustful desire and nods with a nod.

“Mph~ I can give you that~”

Karaku continued to nibble and eat at her rear more and more; he was in a state of euphoria.

“More~”

Karaku moaned out lustfully as he was nibbling down hard on her rear.

[Y/N] moans out loud as Karaku nibbles on her rear. She squeezes her breasts and moves her butt faster onto his face. Her eyes were closing and her body still is shaking.

"Yes..~ Yes..~ Karaku~"

The demon of love wraps her arms around her lover's neck and pulls him closer. She wants this pleasure feeling more and more.

His demon heart was beating like mad with lust and love, his demon horns were curling. Karaku’s eyes were filled with the deepest love for her in this moment.

“I love you, You Slut..~”

Karaku moaned out seductively as he nibbled more on her rear and even a bit harder.

"I love you too..~"

She kisses Karaku softly on his lips with love and lust, her eyes were so much filled with love for the demon of pleasure..

She holds onto Karaku's head and wiggles her butt on his face, it was making her feel good more and more..

The demon of pleasure moans in pure lustful desire and pleasure. Karaku wraps his arms around [Y/N] butt and squeezes her rear more.

“Mph,~ this is so delicious~ Your rear is literally heaven~”

He moaned out seductively as his cheeks turned bright scarlet and his eyes were glued to the demon of love’s rear.

[Y/N] grips onto her bed frame as she wiggles her butt faster onto Karaku's face. Her voice became soft again, filled with lustful desire.

"Oh..~ Karaku~"

Her body was shaking so much from the pleasure, she was about to lose herself at this moment..~

“Hnnngh!~”

His demon heart and demon horns was going crazy because of all of this. Karaku starts to bite on her buttcheek more and nibble on it. He enjoyed this so much that he has his eyes close and his breathing heavy.

“Oh~ [Y/N]-Chan I’m gonna lose my mind~”

[Y/N] wiggles her butt to tease Karaku, she looks down at her lover with a seductive, lustful look.

"What's wrong, darling~? Did I make you lose yourself~"

[Y/N] chuckles and moves off Karaku's face, she caresses his cheek with love.

"I made the demon of pleasure to lose control~ It's so easy~"

She smiles at Karaku, giggling..

Karaku was laying down on [Y/N] bed panting in exhaustion and was heavily gasping for air. His demon heart was beating so fast and hard that it was loud.

“Uhh..~”

Karaku was extremely embarrassed and was blushing a bright scarlet. Karaku had no control of his actions with her, his demon heart was all hers in that moment so much.

“U-uhhh”

He said with a deep raspy voice. Karaku was in a state of awe with everything that had happened.

“Uhh..~”

He was still panting in exhaustion and was still extremely embarrassed. Karaku wanted to hide his face under the sheets until his demon heart returned back to normal.

He enjoyed every moment of her caressing and stroking his face. Karaku’s face was all blush again as he calmed down a bit.

“S-sorry about that~”

He mumbled out, his voice still deep and raspy.

Her Fingers was stroking and caressing Karaku's face as well, she wraps her other arm around Karaku.

"Shhh...~ Let's take it slowly. You don't need to be in this exhausted state. Let me take care of everything~"

[Y/N] says this with a sweet voice as she continues to caress and stroke his face loving this moment so much. Her voice was comforting and soothing with a warm smile.

Karaku was blushing madly as he enjoyed everything that [Y/N] did for him. He really loved the caressing and strokes his cheeks, his demon heart was full of joy in this moment.

“I agree with you, I do have to admit. When we make love, I tend to lose myself to you..~”

His voice was much more softer and calming and he was still panting.

Her fingers continues to stroke Karaku's face once more, and her arms wrap around him tightly.

"Mhm!~ I love it~"

[Y/N] smiles happily as she looks down at Karaku with a loving face.

"Just like this~ No need to think about anything else, only you~"

She giggles as Karaku's face gets brighter as her fingers goes back to stroking him once more.

"I think you're still too tired to move.. So I want to cuddle and snuggle with you~"

“Mph…~ That sounds like a good idea, to just snuggle and cuddle together in bed after all of that..~”

Karaku had a lazy and laid-back attitude in this moment, he was still panting in tiredness and was still enjoying the caressing and stroking that [Y/N] did for him now. Karaku smiled with a lazy feeling, he had no thoughts or desires at the moment.

His demon heart was filled with comfort and love because of [Y/N].

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Those Ocean Eyes (Ch. 1)

Word Count; 1,477

Notes; A plethora of memories, both cherished and heart-wrenching, shared with the one and only Larissa Weems. Cross posted on a03

Warnings; No warnings for anything just yet, but the rating of this will change as chapters are added. I don't know how long this will be, but I do hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

To honestly describe the feelings you felt when first seeing Larissa, one would need a much more vast knowledge of a language than even the brightest humans could ever achieve. There were truly not enough words in any language to properly convey the bluest and loveliest eyes to ever have existed. 

When first given a glance at the blessed cerulean irises of one Larissa Weems, it had taken your breath away. She had been sitting in the library, curled up with notebooks and reading material. The cap of her pen was tucked between her perfect teeth. The way her eyes danced across the paging of her book, so intensely focused on her learning, had made you quite jealous of what she was reading. 

Did you feel ridiculous having felt that way over a woman you had just seen, not even spoken to yet? Yes, you did. However, there was no stopping the flow of feelings coursing through your body because of her. She gave off a vibe that you knew your vibe could coincide with. Your soul knew there was something special to be had here, something to be cherished. But of course, like any anxiety-ridden gay, you would be taking your sweet ass time moving forward to create that connection.

Her eyes were like sparkling sapphires, obviously, there to make all shiny and gorgeous things feel inadequate next to her. God, the knowledge and depth you could see behind them were something to be revered and feared simultaneously. You could see the cogs turning in her head, moving quickly to understand what was being read. Seconds later, you could see a light click inside those eyes, a moment of understanding before she quickly wrote a few sentences down in her notebook. A small, but triumphant smile curled the edges of her lips and you felt your knees go weak at the sight.

You had been slowly getting closer to Larissa, your legs moving of their own accord as you watched her intently. You had come to the library to do your studying, following the path you always took to the exact seat Larissa was sitting in. Under no circumstances were you going to disturb her though. It’s not like your name was on that seat. Besides, she looked so comfortable there, writing away her thoughts on the paper. 

The moment you were a split second away from turning around and finding a new seat to take, Larissa’s eyes looked up at you surprisingly. You stood still in the spot you were standing, a nervous smile on your face. Those captivating eyes looked you over, not judging, but reading you. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you wondered what she could be thinking. 

You weren’t sure how long you stood there, staring back at her like someone who’d just remembered they’d left the stove on at home. Larissa blinked and shifted in the chair, slightly uncomfortable.

“May I help you?” She questioned, blue eyes boring into yours, making your head feel slightly numb from the anxiety of being caught staring. 

Finally, after hearing her melodic tone drift to your ears (even if it was in annoyance), you cleared your throat and threw her a small, apologetic smile. 

“I’m so sorry! I did mean to stare!” You began, holding your hands up in front of your chest in a surrender motion. “I usually sit here to study and was surprised to find someone else. I’m normally the only one who comes to this corner of the library.” You chuckled lightly, rubbing the back of your neck timidly.

“My apologies. I can move if you like?” Larissa questioned, already starting to unfold her long legs from underneath her.

You took a step forward, waving your hands to try to stop her. “No, no! Please! Stay!” Your words were rushed, rising in tone as your eyes widened. “You look so comfortable and I would hate to make you move! I didn’t mean to disturb you, I was just…” 

You cut yourself off, minding reeling for a moment for a way to finish that sentence. You couldn’t exactly tell her you had been standing there basically daydreaming about her. How creepy would you come across confessing something like that to a stranger?

Larissa stilled her movements and stared up at you, the space between her eyebrows crinkling as she watched you flounder for words. Truthfully, she found you kind of cute the way you seemed so nervous over her offering to find another place to sit. A tiny, barely there smile lifted the corner of her mouth as she suppressed a chuckle. One shouldn’t laugh at someone who was struggling with something.

“Just what?” She pressed, raising one of her perfect eyebrows in question. Okay, maybe she was teasing a little, but she just couldn’t help herself with how adorable you looked with your mouth agape.

“I uh…I was just really admiring how focused you seemed in your work. I don’t see that a lot here, what with the way everyone’s teenage hormones seem to be raging.” You laughed, giving her a timid smile. It was a confession of sorts, but only a small one. That’s all she was getting out of you for now.

With a hum, the woman nodded her head and sat back in the seat. “I know what you mean. Sometimes I wonder how some of them even pass their classes.” Larissa shook her head, clearly thinking of a few students in particular.

A grin spread across your face, finding hope in the fact that she didn’t seem to find you utterly ridiculous. She was speaking with you, which meant you hadn’t given her some kind of impression that you weren’t entirely dumb. Good, good. You would hate to make someone as beautiful as her find you hard to speak to.

“I can imagine they do so by the skin of their teeth. If even that.” You quipped, a little lopsided smile gracing your features.

Your smile grew when she laughed, head tilted back slightly. The triumph you felt of making her laugh, her eyes gleaming with a knowing look as she looked back at you. And what a laugh it was, sending shivers up your spine and making your laugh appear on its own. That was a sound you knew you’d want to continue hearing. 

“I have no doubt you’re right.” She replied as she settled herself back in the chair. 

After a moment of readjusting her sitting position, she looked back up at you with a welcoming and gentle look on her face. She waved her hand at the chair opposite of hers as her eyes cut over to it. “If you like, we can study together.” Larissa offered, trying to make herself seem as open as possible. 

That was unusual for her. Most of the time, she was guarded around the other students at Nevermore. But there was something about you that called to her. She wasn’t sure what just yet, but something in her brain was telling her to just go for it. Make a friend, other than Morticia. 

“I’m Larissa Weems, by the way. And you are?” She looked at you expectantly, head tilted ever so slightly.

Larissa Weems. Larissa “Goddess of the Sapphire Irises” Weems. That’s how you referred to her in your head. Not that she needed to know that. She had such a gorgeous name, fitting for the perfect picture of loveliness sitting before you. You knew the name, having heard others speak of her, but you were new enough that you hadn’t run into her yet. You were thanking whatever gods there were out there that you had finally come across her. 

You smiled widely at her and moved timidly to the other chair she had pointed out to you. You knew the damn chair was there, but your brain had short-circuited upon seeing the prettiest woman in the school sitting in the other. 

“Y/n.” You responded, curling yourself in the chair similar to how she had done so. “It’s very nice to meet you.”

“The feeling is mutual” Larissa replied, giving you a winning smile before redirecting her attention back to her books.

After that first meeting, each time you went back to the library, you looked for her and those gorgeous eyes. And she was there, every single time. Each time you saw her look up at you as you rounded the corner of the bookshelf, looking hopeful that it was you and not someone else, your heart skipped a happy little beat. The fact that she seemed to enjoy your company as much as you did hers was truly shocking. You weren’t going to question it though. You were going to take whatever time this lovely woman was willing to give you and you were going to cherish it greatly.

#larissa weems #larissa weems x reader #those ocean eyes #this one is a bit short but sweet #many more chapters to come

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Can we get uuuhhhh...

CotL scenario for the Bishops where an outsider not apart of the old faith is there soul mate?

Like one day thier just going about thier usual duties, when suddenly they feel a sharp tug on one of their fingers, looking down to see a red string tied around it that won't come off no matter how hard they try. (Shamura being all about war and knowledge would probably know what this means, the others however would probably have to go to him for answers.)

So they have one or two of thier Witnesses (Let's say only higher beings like gods and those directly under them can see the red string so they trust only their most devote to this) and a small group of followers to go and retrieve thier 'other half', days later they return with the person that is their soulmate all but kicking and screaming to get loose, with Thier followers donning several injuries from bruises, bites and claw slashes to even one of the witnesses to having a gorgeous purple shiner on one of their eyes.

It isn't until they themselves tug at the string connecting each other that they finally stop struggling to lock eyes with them.

Sorry if this is to much.

Oh dw it's not too much! This is perfect in fact. Can't really fit all the bishops into this so I'll just do Heket! Havent written much for her yet.

..........

The Red String of Fate.

Such an odd and fickle thing.

Heket had no idea where it came from, nor why it decided to show itself now of all times.

But it was wrapped around her finger: a glowing red string that was unbreakable. Sometimes it would tug itself, as if someone on the other end of it was pulling, frequently distracting her from her duties as bishop.

And for that, it got on her nerves quite often.

It didn’t help that others in Anura began to notice--specifically her most devoted followers and Witness Bathin. They'd ask about it, but quickly learned to stop after seeing how annoyed she got.

This stupid string couldn't distract her forever. She had to get rid of it.

Unfortunately, it was no easy task. In fact..it was impossible.

No tooth nor blade was sharp enough to succeed, and that began to aggravate her even further. She even turned made a competition out of it: rewarding a week-long feast for a follower's family should they succeed in severing the string.

Many tried, yet not a single winner was to be found.

In desperation, Heket visited Kudaai and demanded him to craft the sharpest tool possible. But while meeting her demands, the gold-feathered weaponsmith had a smug look on his face as she tried to chop the string off...to no avail. 

He only advised that she visited Shamura, for they may have answers, before she considered amputation.

And that’s exactly what she did, visiting the Silk Cradle temple where she obtained a brief lesson on the legend of the Red String:

That there’s a soulmate--her "other half"--tied to the opposite end, waiting to reunite with her.

Shamura further explained that it only just started appearing because this person lived outside the Old Faith but had recently entered its lands. They were searching for her, too, without having any idea that it was a Bishop.

‘So an outsider is my soulmate..? That’s insane..’ Heket refused to believe it, yet she couldn’t deny the truth of Shamura’s visions.

They never lied. Even with their mind being split, they were right about this one thing.

She was also informed that the string could only disappear if her soulmate died, or they got within a foot of each other--in which it would untie itself and vanish. Attempting to chop off her finger would only make it appear on another one.

Finally, Heket was convinced and sent Bathin and her closest disciples on a quest to find her other half. Only they could see where the other end led to, so they followed the thin red trail out of Anura.

She’ll manage for a few days without them, blessing them with good food the night before so they didn’t go hungry during their search.

But she warned them of severe punishment if they returned empty-handed, so they vowed not to fail.

...........

By the dawn of the third day, Heket had noticed her string’s length had significantly shortened.

She wondered if this meant her soulmate was close. But she wasn’t going to waste her energy travelling to the other end just yet. Her followers would be the ones to bring them to her.

So she’ll wait as long as it takes.

And eventually, she heard a shout in the distance and peeked outside her temple to see you.

Indeed, it was the one. She could see the red string around your finger.

You were flanked by her followers, a cultist holding onto each arm. But clearly you didn’t go with them quietly, given how you were shouting and kicking, forcing them to partially drag you towards her.

The group was littered with tears in their clothes and claw marks in their flesh. Even Bathin’s wooden stake was cracked and one of their eyes was swelled shut--a shiny purple bruise surrounding it.

This impressed Heket a lot.

Her soulmate was a hell of a fighter; she admired that.

“LET ME GO!! HELP!! HELP!!!” You screamed in vain that somebody will come save you from whatever fate these kidnappers had in store. “I’VE DONE NOTHING TO YOU-!!”

However, as you elbowed a cultist in the gut and tried to get free, you suddenly felt a stiff tug on your string.

And only then, that’s when you realized you weren’t dragged into Anura for no reason.

Your soulmate was here. They were close.

The followers finally released you, pushing you forward so that you were just mere feet from Heket. And once you stopped stumbling, you looked up, locking eyes with the Bishop of Famine herself..

For a few moments, no words were spoken.

Then the string glowed even brighter than ever before, catching your attention. It shone an ethereal white as it untied itself, falling to the ground and vanishing right there and then.

You gazed back at Heket now astonished instead of horrified. And a big smile graced your lips.

“I-It’s...you, Bishop Heket?”

“I couldn’t believe either but..it’s true, [y/n].” She whispered, kneeling down and taking your hand into her own; with such tenderness that none of her subjects have seen before.

Tenderness only reserved for her love.

“You are the one. My soulmate....welcome to Anura.”

#i still love soulmate aus so tyyyyyy #clanask #anonymous #cult of the lamb x reader #cotl x reader #bishop heket #cotl heket #soulmate au

[xxjunebestgirltoesrhotuwuxx]

june is beautiful, exquisite, precious, perfect, elegant, fantastic, stunning, world changing, alluring, the best person in the world, outselling all these flops, jaw dropping, amazing, impressive, noble, exquisite, beautiful, gorgeous, angelic, soft, graceful, marvellous, feet kicking, making my heart go cherry bomb, awfully addictive, admirable, fascinating, soothing, comforting, underappreciated, loveable, revolutionary, mesmerising, classy, captivating, my sugarpop, my pookie, my muffin, my angel, my dear, my darling, my sweetheart, my honey, the loml, my one and only, the only person i see, my comfort person, my home, my everything, my universe. but most importantly, my kdy. shes making me shed so many tears, dreamy, out of this world, making me feel something i never felt before, the person that showed me a new side of myself, making me emotionally attached to it, amazing which you can’t explain in words. she ended wars. solved world hunger. her voice is ear blessing, such an eargasm, my fav ever, sweet like cotton, smth that i would die to hear 24/7, indescribably amazing, unique, making me weak and much more that i cannot define.

i love june shes my comfort person istg. everytime i dont know what to do with life, i go watch her vlogs. they are really comforting to me aaa. i appreciate june and her talents soso much that i can’t explain in words. like im new to dodo farm but still am so amazed how she can be such a great person ☹️☹️ sure, there are more people out there that love june more than i do and i’m by far not the best yeri toe but that doesnt stop me from loving her right? (not in the delusional way dw) everytime i look at her my heart aches. how can someone be like her? last my 3 months were amazing because of her! shes so incredibly talented and comforting. nothing matters more than she does. i genuinely dont know what i even did before stanning dodo farm and june. gosh the woman she is. i hope that she knows that us yeri toes appreciate her really much and hope for the best <3 oh my god shes the reason of my joy and happiness how could i ever survive without knowing that june exists. whenever im not in the mood for anything, june is the solution. not only is she just an idol to me, no, shes also my everything that i’ll love beyond infinity. her words are like a melody in my head that is never going to go away. sometimes i do wonder if future ky would still adore june as much as my current self does rn. me rn would be so devastated if i would not ult june. id have more to say but yes. for now, we can live, laugh and love thanks to my lovely star june!

i love you with all of my heart, body and soul. nothing will ever stop my love for you. distance may be keeping us apart but remember, you will always be embedded in my heart! something about you makes me fall deep for you ml. you’re the main character in my masterpiece labeled life. i dont get how anyone could not be obsessed with you. its so unbelievable that we live under the same sky. my undying love for you is deep to the core, june. nothing feels better than seeing you my dear. your lively eyes remind me of the freshly fallen snow on a glacial winter day. the cheerful smile that i’m dying to see daily, that pleasing look, your presence and those adorable habits arent enough to define your astonishing existence. you inspire me sm. something about you makes me want to achieve things. i need you love. june, my eternity, my only one, my universe and beyond, please don’t ever stop being the way you are.

remember the first time i saw june? the memories are amazing. it was clear from the start that i was meant to be a yeri toe. i just cant comprehend that one clip of my bae would be the start of a beautiful journey that is going to blossom to a greater extent! my whole life was dry and boring until you came into it. not even sunghoon was enough to make me feel as good as you do. youre special, june. june you will always be iconic!

- @yeritos

[cookie-nom-nom]

On the Subject of Religion and Rot: Part 2

Part 1 is here. A short story about the Elder, a mushroom hivemind, devouring the World Tree.

Cyra pulled her headscarf around her mouth tightly to shelter from the spores, taking breaths so shallow that she felt light-headed. But perhaps that was simply grief. Her pilgrimage to the World Tree had taken years, only to discover her goddess being desecrated by a necrotic cult. While scholars and priests sang the praises of the Elder, overjoyed with the advancements in science and art, Cyra hardened her heart to them. To defile the origin of Life was so abhorrent she tasted bile. 

But the Elder had answers, if she could swallow her pride and loathing. Its worshipers swore Its blessing was bestowed upon any who had an offering and patience. No knowledge was forbidden under Its wise benevolence. Cyra thought It to be a gluttonous parasite that would whore Itself out for any fool willing to get their hands bloody. But she may as well test how kindly It took to heretics. 

The floor of the World Tree was stained with blood. The consumption spiraled downward, tracing the tree rings as they plunged into the earth and burrowing into the roots that threaded the underworld together. Radiant mycelium etched gorgeous runes along the walls, outlining the quarry stretching impossibly far to the depths below. Upwards, too, hollowing out the branches that constellations roosted in. Cyra swallowed roughly as she realized the destruction carving through Her flesh was perfectly designed so that humans could traverse it. The paths were lined with countless statues of worshipers who sacrificed themselves to the festering rot. The Elder beckoned people to come and partake in the harvest of the World Tree.  

Her lungs burned, but she was terrified of breathing in. Cyra stumbled through the dark to the closest human husk she could find, hurling a dead passerine at Its feet. For a split second, the sprawled network of mycelium glowed. Cyra scowled, stunned by the sudden illumination. Wouldn’t have been as much of a shock were lanterns allowed, but they were expressly forbidden. It made traversing a nightmare. Cyra hated them for that, too, but the cult destroying her goddess could do little right by her. 

Cyra bent her head in supplication, though her humility was a thin veneer for the loathing in her mortal soul. But if this was the price for learning how to save her goddess, Cyra would sacrifice it a thousand times over. And so she hummed a quick prayer to the World Tree, and when calm once more besought Her enemy thus: “Can She be saved?” 

— —

The only salvation for the dead is through those they nourish. 

It’d been weeks since Cyra left the songbird to rot, and now she clutched its dry bones, staring at the message carved into them. Dead. The World Tree was dead. Her goddess had been murdered. Would the stars plummet from the sky? Would the dead be barred from the underworld? What apocalypse had they unleashed? 

Uncaring of the risk of contamination, Cyra ripped back her sleeve, holding her shaking arm out to the glowing mycelium so that she might read the hymns permanently inked upon her dark skin. She hummed them over and over, till the pain in her throat grew too great and a keening note tore out of her. Cyra began to sob, realizing her hymns were laid at the feet of a dead goddess. Nothing could save mankind from this. Cyra alone knew to mourn existence, and the grief of it was far too much to bear. 

She choked on every syllable. Who was she to sing the eulogy of Creation Herself? 

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[ndostairlyrium]

Hey!! <3

3 for each of them

19 for Elanor

13 and 15 for Hawke

6 and 13 for Ankh

4 for whichever OC you'd like!

!!! Thank you so much dear!! Also I'm totally stealing your layout lol This had me listening to some tracks I hadn't heard to in a loooong time, so I'm super happy! I wish I could cook you some pasta right now ;;

3 - a boss battle song for fighting my muse

(Watch your ears if they are sensitive <<)

Elanor: This happens to be her theme song either. When she goes full berserk she's an unstoppable vulcano of that rage she was forced to repress through the years. I thought this was the most appropriate.

(youtube link) Honorable mentions: All Nightmare Long by Metallica (yt link), Steel by Battle Beast (yt link)

Hawke: A vibrant punk rock cover of a song from lgbtq+ icon Raffaella Carrà (bless her soul). It fits him, it's a banger, watch fire coming down the sky unexpectedly.

(youtube link) - the original (it's so 70s I'm gonna die and resurrect omgg)

Dark Souls Boss Ankh: Honestly, I was tempted to just browse Wagner and call it a day, but the album Cult from Apocalyptica has some serious "This boss will take you three hours" vibes so I had to just sit down and pick the most nervous track ever.

(youtube link)

The Singles

Ela

19 - a song that plays while my muse studies/works

I already stated that Elanor gives me the idea that she's into thrash, so I'll act accordingly - aka I'm brushing off the dust from my physical copy of Cowboys from Hell because that album has some serious and underrated gems that she would love << I remember doing my whole presentation on Gericault for Art History I with this album (and Rust in Peace lol) in the background, so I guess it would work for her too? Hah

(youtube link)

Hawke

13 - a song dedicated to on of my muse’s ships

Already replied here

15 - a song that my muse would play at their wedding

So, it has to be stupid, right? Right? Also check this artist out, her covers are gorgeous ;;

(youtube link)

Ankh

6 - a song that makes my muse want to dance

The girl doesn't dance, the girl gets in the mosh pit and makes victims.

(youtube link)

Seriously tho, she does dance pretty decently (thanks Josie for those hardcore dance lessons before Halamshiral <<), but you'll never catch her listening to valzer in her free time lol

13 - a song dedicated to on of my muse’s ships (specify ship)

Already replied here

Bonus:

4 - a song lyric that describes my muse

For this I'm picking Hawke:

Se dolore ti farai - If you become pain Io starò attento - I'll be careful A ricucire i tagli - Stitching the wounds Senza stringere mai - Without tighten them

Incantevole by Subsonica (yt link)

Music Meme

#long post #ask meme #music meme #elanor cousland #kerry #ankh #also viper if you're reading this I owe u my life for letting me discover electric callboy 🙏💛 #noora best metal female vocalist nowadays << I will die on that hill #picture fenris throwing away the instruments before the wedding starts lol #my translations suck :'' but I tried my best!! that song is delicious

[rnm-magic-space-xsd]

🍰💭🧸 for the ask game!! :3

Aaa!! Thank you so much for asking and sorry it took me so long to answer 😖🫣🎶🪽🍬🎆💗. Had to wait for my creative and gushy inspiration to be set alight in my heart first! Thank you for waiting so patiently 💗🧸

I wrote it about Jumin (JujuBear) from Mystic Messenger and I!

🍰 - ! Recently I made Earl Grey and honey tea cupcakes infused with orange marmalade for JujuBear. He usually prefers coffee or wine but while taking his first bite of it, he smiled so cutely! So boyishly and innocent; so unlike his usual stoic yet shy expression 💗💗💗😆🎆! He told me he was able to taste the sweetness of my love for him through my baking. Aaaa!!! JujuBear is so sweet!!

Juju, well. When we first met, 7 years ago; he had a chef (Juju is a corporate business heir to a very rich and outstanding family) that would cook him anything he ever wanted but after meeting me and us falling in love with each other, me cooking for him the first time.. ( I must add that I love and adore Juju for his heart, personality, soul, mind and looks the most! riches aren’t my priority. I, actually have more than enough money in real life so ^^; )

He was touched by the warmth and love that he was able to feel deep in his soul through my cooking and was determined to be able to practice cooking the most delicious romantic dinner date meal in secret so it would be a surprise for me.

Haha, Juju is adorable like that x’). He cooked his childhood favorite schnitzel parmigiana for us and made my favorite mixed salad with some cooked sweet potato slices. It made me happy to visit his place one night on our half year anniversary and be surprised by his romantic and thoughtful expression of love and consideration for me 🌟💞. There was romantic classical music playing in the background and he handed me the most gorgeous flower bouquet upon my entrance! I hugged him so tightly that night, seeing him so shy and anxious, discreetly observing my reactions and passionately express his adoration TwT !! Bless my JujuBear!!! He was basically tackled by my leap hugs and fluttery kisses! Hugging him, I could feel how both of our hearts raced like a motor engine on drugs; only that our drug was blissful honeymoon lovestruck adoration for each other 😍😌🎆🧸🍯🥰🤗

For dessert he made us his signature strawberry syrup pancakes with banana slices and I couldn’t help but sit on JujuBear’s lap instead of sitting in front of him >x<. I just wanted to be as close to him as possible! He gave me a back hug (he’s really tall! Like, 183cm and I’m 159cm) and fed me his pancakes. It was such a drunkenly sweet night, I adore my time spent with my HanniBunnyJujuBear!

💭- Juju @Me : ‘My angel, she’s so cute! My heart is literally exploding just seeing her adorable face, munching on candy like a lil bunny! Her everything is just so heart-meltingly sweet. I know she gained a bit of weight and is a little insecure but I just love seeing her satisfied smile and lil dancey-sways of joy when she eats the food she loves.’

Me @Juju : ‘Aaaaa!!!!! JujuBear 😍!!! Juju may seem stoic and a bit too serious to most people but gosh, his smile! So beautiful and radiant like the moon! and his heart that used to be so dark, sorrowful and lonesome; has regained its’ vibrant colors of childhood since we met. I’m so glad I fell for Juju! He was finally able to face his repressed feelings towards his parents and the people around him who only wanted to use him for his money, looks and fame…the aching void of distrust and sorrowful loneliness he felt since Rika died and his only childhood friend and found family best friend distanced himself from him…I just can’t help but care and wish to be there for my HanniBunnyHubbyBear no matter what and be his strength and comfort!’

🧸- Oh :0 ! Juju and I have been married for like 5 years and are living together, so right now I’m his sleeping pillow plushie. But he knows I’m a big plushie hoarder (I’ve literally got 30+ plushies sleeping with me in my bed) so whenever we go to a festival and we find a plushie that he can see makes my eyes sparkle with delight and interest; he is set on winning it for me! My JujuBear is not the best at the festival nor arcade games and doesn’t always win the plushie but on the off case that he doesn’t; he makes a custom made order plushie of my dreams from that same plushie company in order to make up for if [because I fussingly wouldn’t let him bribe the booth owner. It doesn’t align with the festival gaming spirit. He was pouty at my objections but relented (with a secret plan to surprise me with an even better custom plushie for our next romantic holiday)] - JujuBear loves callin me his SnowBunny or BlushieHun [because my face, when I’m with him and my other lover f/os, is often as red as a sweet strawberry. and the ‘Hun’ is a play on Jumin’s last name ‘Han’. I’m Juju’s Hannie(Honey)]

#Blessed Asks #Moonlit Longing #My Writing #My Gushing #🎁💗!

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

As my third night of this grueling nightshift comes to a close, I breathe a sigh of relief and cry tears of joy. Not because I have survived another night, though yes that is important, but because I have finished the one thing that I set out to do back before November ended. Though I am supposed to be on holiday, I knew that I would finish this, no matter the cost. There are so many things I could say, about how much you have done for me, how important you have become to me on this journey. But I know that not a single one of them would sum up the immense amount of gratitude that I truly hold for you, V. The things that I have learned from watching your love for Stephen, the strength that it has given me about my own feelings for Tony, they are the things that I am truly thankful for.

Before I met you, I would have kept my love for him silent, mourned in my darkness and never spoken out about it. I would not have sought help here to process everything that I was feeling, how I want to feel these things. And the more I watched you, the more I realized that I truly didn't have to feel bad about the love I have in my heart for him. It's okay for me to want him here, to want him to have survived so that I can still dream of him. And while there are many, many others that I extend my thanks to, you were the first one that showed me loving a fictional character is okay, no matter what people say. And for that, I gift you this, one last thing before I rest my weary soul for the winter.

Thank you, beautiful flower, for all you have done for me - myself and for Tony - on this long journey. And I look forward to seeing where we go from here. Merry Christmas, my dear.

Oh my heart💗 - in all the best of possible ways!

I am so grateful that something that comes as naturally to me as breathing touched you in such a way that you felt freed to love and mourn and heal. I suppose I didn't get that you'd tried before to tell me this; I can be dense that way at times. But I understand now and I will forever love & treasure this amazing, beautiful, shining labor of your love. Love that comes from an immense heart, and that deserves to find its expression without hesitation or concern for appearences to the wider world.

The details of the gorgeous piece take my breath away. A ring on Beauty's finger...and a baby bump as well! Stephen looking so comfy (especially in that hoodie) and relaxed, holding not only his beloved, but the future they will share. I first saw this when I was half-awake, watching the end of the PBS Tabernacle Choir Christmas special (so I was in no fit state to reply) and as I fell back to sleep, my mind's perpetual fancy had me imagining Stephen finally saying, 'Yes...yes, let's make a baby together...' What a wonderful dream that would be!

I love seeing Tony & Damon together and happy, and that you included Tony's injuries from when he sacrificed himself to save the Universe. And a ring on Tony's finger too! I suppose it won't be too much longer until Stephen & Beauty invite their friends to take on the mantle of godfathers to Baby Strange (baby girl, much to Beauty's understated longing, as it took her mother six pregnancies to get her girlchild). After the first sketch you gifted me, I never would've imagined more--so this is the sweetest surprise and I'll adore it forever. In fact, I'm going to work on a way to make it my icon (although it may mean editing it down to just S&B, but I know you won't mind).

Mere thank you's will never be enough to portray my gratitude, so I will simply say: go rest your weary mind and soul, and may your dreams be blessed with those things you long for most, for you've more than earned that joy. Come Spring, I will be looking forward to hearing and seeing the ideas & artist visions that come to you in your hiatus! You have all my love ~ V

💜💙💜💙💜

#purplefeathersandblackleather #well beyond #fanart appreciation #fanart adoration #canon x non-canon characters #Stephen Strange #Beauty Lincoln #OFC #BeautifullyStrange #Tony Stark #Damon Renner #OMC #thank you thank you my friend! #gift from the heart #Christmas #Christmas gifts #friendship and community