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Masato Yano Photobook: TONE (translations and select pages below)

Publication: March 15, 2024

Masato Yano's 132 Q&A About 13 years ago, "Masato Yano's Style Photobook" was published with a Q&A. Now, a 32 year old Masato Yano answers nearly the same questions again.

1) What's your nickname? Yanocchi, Masanii, Masati

2) When were you born? December 16, 1991

3) What's your blood type? Type B

4) Your zodiac sign? Sagittarius

5) What size family are you from? I come from a family of 4

6) How tall are you? 173cm

7) Your shoe size? 26.5cm

8) What are some of your strengths? My jokes

9) How do you spend your days off? I'll drink the night before, go to the gym

10) What subjects were you worst at? Math and history

11) What are your favorite foods? Sushi and tsukemen

12) What's your assessment of your own personality? I'm easily obsessive and bored. I'm actually shy, but I'm trying my best so you don't think that way (laughs)

13) What are some of your weaknesses? I'm not good at remembering things like people's birthdays or names

14) What are you proud of? That I made my debut in "Shintokumaru"

15) What's your favorite color? Red and white

16) What type of woman do you like? Someone with a good core, someone who eats beautifully

17) What instruments can you play? None

18) What's your special skill? That I can guess who someone is just by their voice

19) What's your best feature? My double eyelids

20) What do you wish would disappear from the world? War

21) The first impressions that are often said about you? That I look scary

22) The person that you respect? Tsumabuki Satoshi-san and Fujiwara Tatsuya-san

23) What do you have a habit of saying? "~nanoyo" and "oh no"

24) Your least favorite type? Someone who only talks about themself

25) What's your treasure? The wallet I received from Tsumabuki-san

26) The ideal self that you desire to be? I want to be liked by many people

27) What's your "theme song"? Recently it's been that I'm the "most powerful king"

28) Your favorite artists? WATWING, the Carpenters, Eric Clapton, GENERATIONS

29) What do you do when you first wake up in the morning? Put on my glasses

30) What do you do right before bed? Put on the radio

31) What habits do you do unconsciously? Touch my nose, do things like suck on the end of a straw

32) What do you usually perform at karaoke? I tend to sing alot by SMAP

33) What foods do you not like? Shiitake mushrooms

34) What's your favorite thing to drink? Mets Grapefruit

35) What was the first CD you ever bought? Jet Coaster Romance by KinKi Kids

36) What do you like to watch and what's your favorite anime? Great Pretender, soccer games

37) How long does it take for you to bathe? 1 hour

38) What's your favorite season? I don't do well with heat

39) When do your emotions become intense? They don't

40) What are your hobbies? Muscle training

41) Do you cry easily? When I feel like it

42) Do you have a pet? What's it's name? I had one. It was a cat named Chaco

43) How many children do you want? I want two. A boy and a girl

44) What's the first thing you look at when entering a convenience store? The bento corner

45) What do you usually buy from a convenience store? Water and spicy ramen

46) What really makes you angry? Nothing much

47) What's the number one thing you want right now? Muscles! (laughs)

48) What have you been secretly interested in recently? The Korean language

49) What's the one thing you'd take to a deserted island? A lighter

50) How do you relax at home? Burn incense and listen to some records

51) What's necessary for world peace? Love

52) What do you wonder about? Why is there a Ladies Day, but not a Men's Day?

53) What would you do if the world ended today? I'd overdo things as usual

54) S? M? I wouldn't say I'm an M💦

55) What's your phone background? Currently it's King-Ohger (for the past 2 months)

56) What animal would you compare yourself to? Some kind of reptilian I guess

57) What are you into these days? Cilantro

58) What do you like to collect? Miniature food sets

59) What's your favorite scent? White musk types, Savon by SHIRO

60) What's something expensive that you bought recently? A vintage varsity jacket

61) How often do you go out shopping? At the very least I go out once a month

62) Can you cook? I do it often

63) What kind of present would you be happy to get from a friend? I'd be happy with anything

64) What would make a girl happy if you gave her a present? Aesop

65) What's your fetish? Legs

66) What would the ideal confession be? Saying it on the way back home after going out for meals a few times

67) At what age do you want to marry by? Hopefully by 40 (laughs)

68) What's something good you do for your body? I go to the gym

69) What's something you always have on you? Chapstick

70) What's the ideal spot for a date? A buffet

71) Which do you prefer? The sea or the mountains? Both the sea and mountains have alot of bugs

72) What scares you? Roller coasters, horror, cockroaches

73) When does your excitement rise? When my work goes well

74) What's your favorite place? Home

75) What's your favorite store? It's a secret ❤️

76) Are you a meat eater? Vegetarian? Are you a fan of cabbage rolls? I eat bugs

77) What's your favorite onigiri topping? Salmon roe

78) What do you usually get at a cafe? I don't go to cafes

79) What's something tasty you've eaten recently? The umeboshi Fukuyama-kun gave me

80) What have you been paranoid about recently? That a big earthquake will hit Tokyo

81) Where do you start washing your body from? My head

82) What's your favorite type of fashion? Things that give off an "American casual" feel

83) At what moment do you fall in love with someone? Sometimes it's not really apparent

84) What words make you happy to hear? "Your performance was good"

85) What's your favorite movie? Grave of the Fireflies

86) What person do you really want to meet right now? Ninagawa-san

87) What's something that's alittle luxurious? Sushi that doesn't come from a conveyor belt

88) How would you describe yourself with a single (kanji) character? "Think," because no matter what I do or say, I have alot to think about.

89) How long does it take you to get up in the morning and leave your house? On a work day it takes 20 minutes. I usually don't go out on my days off (laughs)

90) What changes your mood? When I'm left out

91) What would you consider (if they did) to be cheating on you? If they did a deep kiss (laughs)

92) Are you sensitive to the heat? To the cold? I don't like either

93) Emails or phone calls, which is better? Writing is best

94) What do you frequently use on your phone? Instagram, Twitter, Uber

95) How old were you when you first fell in love? What kind of person were they? It was a kid who lived in my neighborhood when I was in my second year of elementary school.

96) What gestures do women do that make you feel excited? When they put their hair behind one ear

97) Are you enjoying work right now? I want to have fun (laughs)

98) What's your favorite TV program? Programs that only feature comedians

99) What's your favorite sport? Soccer

100) What's your least favorite sport? Baseball

101) Are you the type of person who likes park rides that cause you to scream? I don't do well with them, but if I'm asked to ride one, I will (laughs)

102) Are you good at athletics? I think I'm a good at it

103) What do you take photos of? Tsukemen and sushi

104) What's your favorite flower? Gerbera

105) What's your favorite event of the year? It's New Year's Eve, I'll have a party with my friends and we'll eat alot

106) What's your top 3 favorite stalls at a festival? Beef skewers is #3, grilled squid is #2, okonomiyaki is #1

107) What was your most stressful experience? Performing on opening day for Shintokumaru

108) Your favorite donburi? Beef bowl

109) Are you good with your hands? I wonder~?

110) How long do you sleep in a day? About 3-7 hours. I sleep alot longer on days when I don't work

111) Is your sleeping position good? I think it's okay

112) What's your favorite ramen? I love tsukemen. I have a "cat's tongue" though

113) What color would you compare yourself to? Purple

114) Do you like scary stories? I don't like them in any way (laughs)

115) What subjects were you best at? Gym and art

116) What club activities were you involved in? The soccer club in middle school and the dance club in high school

117) If you were reborn, would you rather be male or female? I'd still want to be male

118) What part time jobs have you had? A bread factory, an Izakaya, a festival stall

119) What do you want to do when you're 40? Meet fans at events

120) What were your favorite school lunches? Nanbanzuke, meat sauce

121) Have you ever seen a ghost? I might've (laughs)

122) What's something you'd like to try that you've never experienced before? Travel overseas

123) Where would you like to take a trip to? Hot springs, Korea, Italy

124) What's your favorite ride at an amusement park? The exploration based ones

125) How many times in one day do you send emails? Currently, I exchange about 30-50 LINE's a day

126) Were you the type of person who finished their Summer homework early? I always felt like I was rushing to finish it at the last second💦

127) Are you more likely to arrive early for a meet up? Or do you arrive late? For work I'm early, in my private life I'm late

128) If you want to go out with someone, how many years older are you okay with? I've never thought about it in terms of age

129) What's an essential item you need when traveling? Earphones

130) What do you do when you can't sleep at night? There are so many things that I'll just give up. I actually thought about this questionnaire when I couldn't sleep (laughs)

131) What do you think about while brushing your teeth? I imagine that there's red paint on my teeth, and then I'll imagine how I have to get it off

132) If you only had one week left to live, what would you do? I'd eat a bunch of the foods I like. I'd meet up with the people I like as much as possible. I'd leave a secret audio farewell message for everyone

#smap and kinki kids...yano-chan my king 🤝#some of these questions though 💀#toku cast #ohsama sentai kingohger #kingohger #super sentai #masato yano #yano masato #racules husty #racles husty #my scans #my translation #ohsama sentai king ohger #king ohger #toku cast pb #as a personal photobook I didn't want to scan all pages #I just did a few of my favorites #note: I misunderstood the context to one question #please check the notes

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zweetpea · 6 months

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Zhongli x reader The Dragon of Geo (Spicy, no smut)

Summary:

The classic tale of a young lady and a dragon, but with a twist. AU no deities, or Tevat (I’ll still use Liyue and the Qixing just for convenience), no Archons. And I made Shenhe an Adepti because I thought that thematically it fit better. Also female reader.

Notes:

Warning: not for the kiddos! Has foul language and mentions of heat and breeding. And if you want me to write you smut based of the sultry scene feel free to ask.

Feel free to request any genshin ideas

Ao3 version here

Once upon a great beast roamed the sky. His scales, as brown as mud yet they sparkled like crystals. His hair as thick and shiny as gold yet it was softer than silk. His claws as sharp as rocks yet somehow held a gentleness reserved for the mortals of his land. And did he ever love his mortals. Hewent by many names, Rex Lapis, The Great One, Mighty Dragon of Geo, the children often called him Zhongli, but my favorite name for him has always been Morax. Something about it just presented power and authority. To me it screamed “I am your protector! You are mine to love! Though the seasons may change and life caries on for mortals, I will be here to protect you always!”

But those were the foolish wishes of a young girl who knew nothing of the world. A girl who was enchanted by the glimmer told to her as a child to keep her innocent.

He protected us for a millennia, but a century ago he decreed that unless he was given a bride by sunset he would ravage the land. The Qixing gathered everyone together to see if there was anyone who was willing to go. In the end they had to draw up a lottery since no one volunteered. Five years later he demanded another girl. And another after another five years. Some mothers or sisters left instead to protect their family, some had to be carried away screamed and crying. When I was fifteen years old I even witnessed a girl ask that she be escorted there in a carriage with a beautiful white dress. She was convinced that she was going to die and wanted to be pampered and treated like a princess in her last minutes.

I was never convinced that he ate them. I thought that they were a part of his harem and he got bored with them eventually. But it was undignified and unlawful to let a woman marry a man after she had been deflowered, lest she be a widow.

Anyway, it’s now five years later. Liyue is waiting on a letter from one of the four Illuminated Beast. This time 15 years ago Xiao came. He was a beautiful black and teal eagle (A/n: Don’t question the animal forms). 10 years ago Yanfei a lovely salmon pink deer came. 5 years ago an adorable little blue goat named Ganyu arrived with the letter. So this year should be the elegant white crane Shenhe.

Right on time she flys down with the letter in her mouth. I inform her of my name, how I knew her and the other Adepti’s name. “Don’t worry Shenhe, there’s is no need to go back to the others. I’ve been informed that I should wait here until the letter arrives and if it never came I was to return at the end of the day. I am the new bride of the dragon of Geo.”

Well truth be told the reason that I didn’t want to go back to the others was because I had a plan to stop all of this. In the back of my traditional dress I hid a dagger. I’m not much of a fighter but I figured... someone had to try? I guess? I dressed modestly as I figured that he would like it enough to not eat me immediately. If I died in battle I was going to take down Rex Lapis. I don’t need the praise, and I just want my people to live peacefully oblivious lives. In a few centuries this nightmare will become folk lore. A cautionary tale to spook children into being good. It’s finally going to end. I wonder if they’d get most of the details accurate, maybe they’d try to scope out the cave to try and find more details.

We walk out to the middle of the wild and into the mountains. The cave of the beast. Surprisingly it had doors. They’re beautifully sculpted and chiseled with various pattern that made me stop and gape at them in awe.

“This way, young one.” Shenhe motions with her wing. The doors open slowly and I enter the unnatural dark cave.

Once they close lanterns illuminate the corridor and standing before me was a gorgeous woman with long white hair that fades to black at the end, tied in a beautiful braid. “Who...?”

“Right my apologies. It’s still me Shenhe. In the cave myself, Xiao, Ganyu, and Yanfei take on more human characteristics. Come on, we mustn’t keep the master waiting.”

She leads me to the end of the corridor and into a large room. It looks like it had to be a thrown room due to the throne at the far back on top of a short flight of stairs but it feels as if someone could throw a party in here.

“Shenhe. You’ve returned earlier than usual.” A deep voice from behind a burgundy curtain called. His glowing gold eyes peer through the semitransparent cloth. She kneels to him once we reach the bottom of the stairs.

“The mortals came prepared, this time.” She informs the man on the throne. Gold and brown plush pillows surround him as he lay there waiting for his next plaything.

I kneel too to show him that I am as loyal and docile as his servants. “Shenhe you are dismissed.” She exits the room and he rises from his throne and draws back the curtains. “Rise my bride. Rise and look at me.” I do as he commands. I gape with wide eyes at the man before me. Long thick black hair pulled back in a ponytail, he had on a strange white outfit that showed off his chest and yet was like a skirt at the bottom. His arms were black at the shoulder and gradients to a yellow at his hands, I wonder if that was natural or part of his clothes. He starts to descend towards me as I’m standing there like an idiot. He chuckles, his voice even more sultry. “Like a little bunny caught in her predictors sight.” In the blink of an eye he’s behind me, holding my dagger to my throat. His hood most likely fell off as he dashed for me. “You are the only one who has ever tried to kill me. Others have begged or tried to bargain. Some I’ve even fed to Xiao because they only cared about the prestige of becoming my wife.”

“Your eyes... the legends and one own imagination cannot do them justice. I’ve imagined them thousands of times. How could I have hated these beautiful ambers for five years?” I looked up at him as he leaned over me.

“Excuse me? Did you just ignore what I said? Maybe I wasn’t clear enough. Women who try to seduce me are fed to my servants.”

I’m off in lala land and can’t fully register his word. “My father’s probably told me your legend 100 times when I was younger. If you’re going to kill me please let me die with your eyes being the last sight I see.”

“100 times? I could never fathom hearing something 20 times let alone that many.”

“Ironically I am your 20th bride.”

“Do you think that makes you special?”

“That’s for you to decide. Are those horns real?” His horns came up from his head and slanted back then curled back towards the front. I turned around in his hold.

“Yes they are, and they’re vERY—” He cuts himself off as I grab his horn. He groans at the contact dropping my dagger, it clangs as it reaches the ground. “—Sensitive.” He grabs my hips and nearly grinds our waists together. He breathing is heavy as he layers his head on my neck and guides me up the stairs. I almost trip a few times as I have to walk backwards. “If you ever do that again, you won’t be walking for a week.” He pushes me down on his throne. He pins my hands above me.

“Was- was that supposed to be as erotic as you made it sound?” My face feels hot and is undoubtedly red.

He looks at me surprised and then angry. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t take you right here, or better yet call in the Adepti to watch as I fuck you dumb on my cock like the whore that you are?”

“Morax, I know that you probably won’t care but I’d like to ask you a question before you deflower me.”

He looks a bit surprised, probably because of the name I called him by. “... this better be good.”

“Why did you ask for a bride?”

“Why? Why?! I don’t have to tell you anything!!”

“Okay. I’m ready.” I say nonchalantly. This caught him off guard.

“Excuse me.”

“You granted me my question, and from the stories I’ve been told Morax keeps his word. You told me you were going to torture the poor Adepti by forcing them to watch us propagate.”

“Do you just believe everything that you’ve been told or read in a book?” His face like the fabled Jueyun Chili’s.

“I was actually also wondering about those stories. But you’ve only permitted me with one question, so I guess I’ll never know.”

“If you were so curious about me why’d you try to kill me?” He lets me sit up.

“I mean, you are quite well known for your brides going missing and never coming back. It would be stupid not to have some kind of protection, whether or not it would work is a whole different argument. I figured that if for some reason I changed my mind I should still have some protection.”

He smirks at me. “I don’t think that’s you wanting to kill me is the truth. Not anymore at least. You wanted to convince yourself that you would be the hero. But what you really wanted was answers. Answers to the questions that you’ve been tossing and turning in your sleep about. I can see it in your eyes. The was they sparkled when you went to grab my horns. The way you looked over my body as I came closer to you just a few minutes ago. The way you were ready to use your last boon on something that should be so innocent, just so that you could get the answers that were just eating you alive.”

Could he really read you like an open book? One with the letter printed big and bold? “Okay, you forced me to face a truth I really didn’t want to confront. What does this mean now? You know that I won’t try to kill you, you know that I don’t want your power, and you know that I’m not gonna beg for my life or try to bargain for the sake of Liyue. So what will you do now?”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had someone who’s interested in history and my stories stumble into my life. I’d like to keep you around for now.”

“What happens when you don’t want me anymore?” He walks back to where he dropped my dagger and comes back with it. He makes a slit on his palm and smeared the golden blood on my forehead in a single line.

“I make this contract to you that should I get bored of you that you may leave this place and never return. Once you wash off my blood the contract with solidify.”

(A/n: just go with it)

“Well what happens if you take my virginity then get bored of me? It wouldn’t be proper for me to marry another.”

He makes another slit on his palm as the first healed already. Then drags another line across my forehead. “If I am to take you, let our first contract become null and void and I will make you my wife.”

“Does this mean that I may ask you anything that I want?” My eyes widened probably sparkling.

He chuckles. “How about you go explore while I um... ahem, straighten up.” He gestures to the tent in his pants.

I blush and look away. “Right! So Um, bye!” I run from the room to the door on the left of the main entrance to the throne room.

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I didn’t see him again until dusk that same day. I got well acquainted with the rest of the rest of the adepti in their human forms. I also found water to wash off his blood. He found me wandering around and brought me to a bedroom.

“This will be your room. Mine is just across the way if you need me.”

“Thank you.”

“Think nothing of it. This is my only article of clothing and if we were in the same room then I’d be too overwhelmed by that little body of you little bunny to resist.”

“Um, will I have more than one piece of clothing?”

“I’ve already asked Shenhe to get your clothes from your father. I believe that some of the other citizens have given you presents as well. Something about this being a change for the better.”

“They probably think that if I’m moving my clothes here that you’ve accepted me and won’t seek another bride at least for a few decades.”

“By then who knows what invention they will make to stop me. I might be done for.”

“I don’t think so. You’re the oldest documented creature in the world!”

“And yet you still wonder why I want a bride.”

“Your lonely?” He goes into his own room and closes and locks the door. “But what about the Adepti!”

“Good night bunny.” He says through the door.

“That not my name!” I shout my name to him.

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3rd person POV

When Shenhe reached Liyue she was confused about the what the people were doing. Most were celebrating. But there was a lone man in the background shaking and trying to stay calm. When she arrived the celebration stopped dead in its tracks and everyone looked panicked.

“Where is the new brides father?” No one new who she was talking about so she informed them that a new bride had offered herself up. The brides father steps up to Shenhe and asked what happened to his daughter. She asks for your clothes and tells everyone that the girl was alive and well.

After that everyone ran back to their homes and grabbed something nice to give her for the new bride. They all tagged the gifts so the bride knew, who gave her what.

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1st person POV

I found the gifts in my room. Very pleasant silk clothes and finely made hair pins, combs and brushes. A few even sent toys. ‘Wait, they think...’ I thought as my face heated up. ‘No, no. Get those disgusting perverted thoughts out of your head girl! He’s just keeping you around for entertainment!’

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The next day at breakfast I started asking him questions.

“So if you only fed a few to Xiao what happened to the rest?”

“Well I either got tired of their nonsense and killed them or they ate a Jueyun chili and died. The ones I fed to Xiao I turned into mice first. And the rest of them who left behind bodies were buried.”

“They’re real? Jueyun Chili’s I mean.”

“Of course.”

“Are they really as hot as a thousand fires?”

“Oh no, it’s more like ten thousand.” He chuckles.

“Are you making fun of me? I really am curious!”

“I know. You’re just too cute Little Bunny.” He smirks. “They are spicy enough to kill a mortal with a single bite. Even the smallest nibble would kill a fragile soul.”

“Are you going to set a limit to how many questions I get to ask you per day?”

“Why would I do that? That would just restrict my fun!”

“I just don’t want to make you annoyed.”

“You are very interested Little Bunny.” He chuckles again, as I blush.

“Are your arms... naturally like that?”

“Yes.

...it’s how I look because I my dragon form.”

“Right, Shenhe mentioned that in this cave you all transformed into human like beings. Why is that? What is it about this cave that allows you to transform.”

“I was the only one able to shape shift. They all longed to have the ability to have a human form. I carved these halls and cast a spell over this place that allows them to transform into whatever human form they desire.”

“I’m happy for them!”

“As am I.”

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After a four months I was still living with them and it was reaching near my birthday.

“Hello Morax! Do you want to know why today is so special for me!”

“I’ll bite, why?”

“I’m 21 today! It’s my birthday!”

“Birthday?” He looks confused.

“Well yeah! Mortals have this tradition called a birthday where we celebrate the day that we were born and how many years we’ve been alive!”

“Well good Birthday to you then.”

“Silly! Mortals say happy birthday and whoever is having the birthday receives presents. So can yours be you telling me stories from the millennia that you protected Liyue? Please?”

He looks at me like I’m crazy. “You are certainly interesting. You can ask for anything and you ask for that?”

“I wasn’t sure that if I asked any other day that you would tell me stories.” I look down in embarrassing.

He pulls me onto his lap as he sits on his throne. “I’ll tell you anything that you want if you tell me what else you want for your birthday.”

“Um, well I guess... the only other thing that I’d want is to maybe go outside. Only for an hour or two. It’s just, I haven’t been out since I moved in and I’d like some natural sunlight.”

“I’ll do you one better. As long as myself or one of the Adepti are with you, you can go out anytime.”

“Really?” My eyes shine brightly. He nods. “Thank you so much!” I squeal and hug him, as well as giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Do you want to go now?”

“Just let me hug you a little longer.” I request a bit embarrassed.

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It’s getting close to a year now and I’ve noticed that Morax seems withdrawn from me.

“Hey. Morax? Rex Lapis? Zhongli? Are you okay?” I knock on his door and don’t get a reply. Xiao is walking past when he decides to pull me away from his masters room. “Hey what was that for?”

“You’ve made it farther than most. Except for one. Guizhong, the first bride.”

“What happened to her?”

“The legends you’ve been told are wrong. Guizhong offered herself to the master. She was much like you. Curious, fearless, trusting but not naive, but the biggest difference is that she could tell him to back off. You just let him tease you like a masochist.”

“Okay so why isn’t she here?”

“He had never had a lover before, he was possessive over her. And as time went on she started to hate him. And she flung herself off of the balcony in his room.”

“Oh my goodness, poor Morax.”

“On top of all of that she was his first love.”

“Xiao please, help me get in there! I want to let him know that I won’t leave him! That I want to stay with him!”

“Luckily I have the only other key to the masters room. I have to warn you though, he’ll be in his dragon form but it’ll be only a tenth his true forms size.” He unlocks the door and I rush in to the lavish room. It’s the most beautiful room in his palace. He lays motionless in his dragon form. Around his bed. In this form he huge. 50 feet long, brown scales, gold locks and curly horns. The legends really don’t do his majestic beauty justice.

I rush to his side and hug his head in my arms. He’s very thick though so I can’t get my hands all the way around. “I’m here, and I’m not going to leave you. You’re stuck with me whether you like it or not.”

He lets out a small roar, something akin to a whimper.

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I’m in my fifth year staying with Morax, and I’m madly in love with him.

On this wonderful day all of the Adepti are running around the hall in a panic.

“Ganyu what’s going on?”

“Well um... maybe you should stay in your room for a few days to about a week... and lock the door... and hide if someone tries to come in.”

“Ganyu, where is Morax?”

“Please for your own safety stay away from the master this week.”

“But-” before I could ask her anymore questions she rushed off. ‘Morax what are you hiding?’ I thought. I know that it’s rude to go into someone’s room without their permission but I am supposed to be his bride so surely an exception can be made just this once.

I slip through the door and the room is almost pitch black save for a few candles. His balcony door is closed and his curtains are drawn. I hear rustling around the room and feel arms snake around my waist. “What are you doing here, my cute little bunny?” Morax’s voice sounds strained, and yet hungry. Husky and low and so sultry. As he spoke that into my ear his hot breath hitting the shell I almost melted right there.

“Morax? What’s going on?”

“Seems there are stories that even my little scholar doesn’t know. Once every 100 years or so I go into heat, it’s a time period called breeding season. You seem so ravenous right now.” He groans in my ear and suddenly I feel my underwear becoming damp. “Don’t you know how rude it is to enter someone’s room without knocking? I think that you need to be punished.”

A small squeak was all I could muster as he threw me over his shoulder and walked me over to his bed. He dropped me down onto it and made quick work in getting rid of my clothes, leaving me in only my underwear.

“Naughty little thing aren’t you.” He teased as he felt my slit through my underwear.

“Morax, please. Stop teasing me, and just fuck me.” I whimper.

“Eager are we?” He smirks.

“I really love you and I want this. Please, let me help you. I want to help you, I want you!”

He blushes at my confession and gently smiles at me. “Whatever my love wants, she will get.”

<><;><><>

“Do you think that I’m pregnant?”

“I’m not sure. I fucked you good though.” He teased.

“Yeah and I can’t feel my legs.” I deadpan.

“What a shame. Looks like you can’t leave then.” He snuggles closer to me as the week of his breeding period is over.

“I love you.” I tell him.

“I know you’ve practically chanted it this entire week.”

“Well you better get used to it because you promised to marry me if we had sex.”

“I’ve known for a while now that I wanted to marry you.”

“Does that mean that I can touch your horns whenever I want?”

“Didn’t you get enough of that this week?”

“I like your horns, I find them very cute and so smooth.” I smile as he flushes red.

“Given the chance to become immortal and live with me forever, would you take it?”

“Staying young with you forever? Yes please, where do I get this immortality?”

“The Valberry. A single bite will give you keep you young forever and you will get to be with me, forever.”

“Really? Screw til death do us part! I want you to myself forever!”

<><;><><>

“Do you Rex Lapis, The Great One, Mighty Dragon of Geo, Zhongli, Morax, take this woman to be your wife for eternity?” Yanfei asks.

“I do.”

“And do you-”

“I do!”

“She doesn’t even need to think about it, that’s what I like to hear! I now pronounce you husband and wife.” We embrace is a long loving kiss.

All of Liyue cheers at the sight of their protector finally being satisfied.

After the wedding we went back to the palace and Morax lays me down on our bed and crawls on top of me.

“I hope you’re ready for me to fuck a baby into you.” He licks his lips with his long dragon tongue.

“We don’t have to rush anything we’ve got all this time in the world.” I smirk at him.

“I am your protector. You are mine to love. Though the seasons may change and life caries on for mortals, I will be here to protect you always. I love you bunny.”

“I love you too Morax.”

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theclairvoyage · 2 months

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Centrifugation: Chapter 2

Warnings: brief mentions of violence, alcohol consumption, fluff, kissing, groping, talks of divorce

WC: 4.3k

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Friday, October 15th | 1730

After Joel left, the cops showed up shortly after and you gave your statement. They assured you if Cedric returned, he would be arrested. Trina permanently deferred him in the system, preventing him from checking in. You felt some relief at that but were concerned about him waiting for you in the parking lot after your shift. Keri offers to walk you to your car after you both clock out.

“Love, today was rough… so fucking glad it’s Friday. Want to grab a drink?” she asks. You nod fervently, the idea of a cold beer immediately resurrecting you from the depths of this terrible day.

“McKinney’s?” you offer.

She smiles brightly and nods in agreement. “I’ll come get you. Just text me when you’re ready.”

McKinney’s is a local Irish dive bar, and the plasma center staff are regulars. The bartenders are awesome, drinks are dirt cheap, and horrific karaoke is every Friday.

Once you get to your apartment, you take a hot, hot shower, rubbing off the stress and sweat from the day. You think about Joel’s soft touch and how comforting he was. You also think about the way he looked at you, causing arousal to pool in your lower belly. No time to feen over a stranger, you think, washing the premature fantasy out of your mind.

You do a quick towel dry and style your hair, throw on some low-rise jeans that hug your ass, and a skintight black shirt that’s not quite cropped, not quite full-length. You put on bare-minimum makeup, spray on some of your favorite musky perfume, step into some sandals, and give yourself a quick mirror check. Your hipbones are peeking out between the bottom of your shirt and the top of your jeans. The black shirt dips down low enough to show your collarbones and part of your shoulders. You’re glowing, which is surprising, given the shitty day you had. You’re not dressed overtly sexy, but you know how the men at the dive bar will react to a little skin and curves. Fuck it. Nothing wrong with a little attention. You grab your phone and text Keri that you’re ready.

Keri: Sounds good. I’ll be there in 10.

You open the fridge and grab some small Fireball shooters for the drive. Not long thereafter, you hear Keri’s honk outside the building. Keri prefers to drive when you two have outings, which you don’t mind at all. She’s got a nice house in the Benson area, not too far from work or from your apartment. She’s divorced and about 10 years your senior. The two of you have always clicked, and you enjoy spending time with her in and outside of work.

You: Bet. Shooters engaged.

You trot to her car, holding up the shooters and grinning once she’s in view. She grimaces. You hop in and crack the shooters open, clink yours against hers and take the shot, the spicy cinnamon liquor trickling down your throat, burning as it travels down the ridges.

“Ready to get your drank on, bitch?” Keri coughs, and you both cackle.

Shortly thereafter, you arrive at McKinney’s. The parking lot is jam-packed, meaning you’ll probably have a smorgasbord of awful karaoke singers lining up. You walk in and take your usual spots at the bar, facing the karaoke stage. One of your favorite bartenders, Jessica, greets you and Keri. “Hey, ladies. Heard there was a ruckus at the plasma center today,” she says, motioning over at Blake and some other employees at one of the tables by the stage, who wave at you both. You both laugh and wave back. “Jess, it was fucking nuts. This one here about got hep C. Cops got called and everything,” Keri says.

“Jesus… well, the first round’s on me. Sorry you had to deal with that,” Jess says, bringing over a pitcher of Busch Light. Not your favorite, but when pitchers are $5, it’s hard to pass up. Keri pours you both a glass and you clink them together before taking a big swig.

You both join the table with the rest of the employees, putting some tables together and chatting. You get up to go to the bathroom. On your way back, you stop by the bar and ask Jess for a couple more pitchers. She obliges, and you wait at the bar while she fills them up.

“Hey, darlin’. Can’t imagine why you’d be here on a night like this,” a deep Southern drawl croons in your ear, coating your name in velvet. You freeze and look behind you to see Joel. He’s swapped his red flannel for a blue one that hugs his biceps and traps, along with some black jeans and boots. His hair is slicked back, showing off gray stripes that wrap the front and sides of his face. What enraptures you most, however, is his scent that you somehow failed to notice earlier today. He smells of sandalwood and bourbon, spicy and musky at the same time. You figure it’s probably time to respond to him when you see him smirk and raise his eyebrows at you.

“Hi, Joel! What are you doing here?” You say, attempting to stop drooling over him. Luckily for you, though, he’s making no attempt to stop staring at you. He takes you in, looking at you from head to toe with that strange look in his eyes you’ve seen for the third time today. Your stomach does a few back handsprings. Those low riders that hug your ass were a great idea.

“Keri told me today this is where the cool people in Omaha hang out at, so it’s only natural that I stop by,” he says, grinning at you. You giggle and lightly smack his arm, the liquid courage giving you balls you thought you never had. Now it makes sense why Keri suggested you go here this evening.

“Are you doin’ better, sweetheart? Know today was rough for ya,” he asks, his gaze on you now tender. Warmth washes over you and you smile at him, putting a hand on his chest. Joel feels a soft burn where your hand lies and worries you can feel his heart palpitate underneath your fingertips.

“Yes, much better. I wanted to say thank you for being there for me. It meant a lot to me,” you say, watching his cheeks curl into a soft smile and a blush creeping up his neck. Still feeling ballsy, you ask if he wants to sit at the bar or join the group.

“Doesn’t matter to me, darlin’. You lead the way,” he hums. You decide you want to spend some alone time with Joel for a bit before returning to the group. “Sit here,” you say, gesturing to two stools at the bar. “I’ll drop these pitchers off and come back.” He nods and half-sits on one of the stools. You hoist the pitchers and walk over to the table, making sure to swing your hips just in case he’s watching.

Keri grins at you. You give her a smirk. “I see what you did there, Ker,” you giggle. She shrugs, taking a sip of beer. “Not sure what you’re talking about, girl!” Uh huh. You roll your eyes as you drop the pitchers off and return to the bar.

Joel watches you walk back, that half-smile plastered on his face and his eyes flashing black as they travel up and down your body. You hop up on the bar stool and give him a quizzical look. “What are you staring at, cowboy?”

“The prettiest woman I’ve seen since I’ve been in Omaha… maybe even ever,” he says in a low voice, getting closer to your ear. The small hairs on your ear prick up, like his voice is their magnet. You feel tingles travel down your neck and spine, landing at your core, and clamp your legs together. Fuuuuck. He continues, “I feel like I’ve known you a long time… I feel crazy sayin’ that knowin’ damn well we just met today.”

“I feel the same way,” you say, “It really hit me today when we were at the picnic table.” He nods in agreement. You stare at each other, and time stops for a moment. The bar is buzzing, but all you can see and hear is Joel, and he you. Hopefully this isn’t just the booze and a bad day.

The karaoke host gets on the mic and taps it a few times to let the patrons know karaoke is starting soon. People travel up to him to put their names in the queue, including some people from your work group.

Joel puts an arm around your shoulders, lightly rubbing the skin on your arm. “You want somethin’ else to drink?” You turn to him and nod, noticing he’s got a glass of what appears to be whiskey. He calls Jess over and you order a Dos Equis Ambar.

“Beer girl, huh?” he chuckles.

“Love my beer. I’ll drink just about anything, though… except whiskey,” you scrunch your nose at his drink, and he laughs.

“It’s not that bad. Tough thing like you could down it, easily,” he jokes, squeezing your shoulder playfully. “Here, take a sip and see what ya think.” You pick up the glass and look down at it, grimacing from the smell.

“So… how do I do this? The expert way of course,” You ask. One side of his mouth curls up in a smirk.

“Take a smaller sip and swish it ‘round your mouth to get the flavors. I warn ya, it’s gonna burn a lil’ bit,” he cautions. You do as he says, trying not to make a face at the sting on your tongue and cheeks. You taste nothing but pure, smoky alcohol. He guffaws.

“That’s gotta be straight ethanol with some food dye,” you grimace, smacking your lips a few times and wash the whiskey down with a sip of your beer. “My tongue is on fire!”

“Told ya. Just gotta get used t’it,” he says, taking a sip and swishing it around like a champ.

As karaoke starts, you both fall in a comfortable rhythm of conversing and getting to know each other. You talk about growing up here in Omaha, going to Lincoln, Nebraska for college, and coming back to be close to your family. Joel talks about growing up in Austin, Texas, and his successful contracting business he runs with his brother, Tommy. He tells you about his 18-year-old daughter, Sarah, who’s in college in Lincoln, Nebraska at your alma mater, hence the move to Omaha. He divorced shortly after she was born and has been virtually single since.

“What about you? Smart, beautiful girl like you gotta be single because she wants to be, not ‘cause she’s short on options,” Joel says, the arm that was around your shoulders earlier traversing across your back, now resting on your opposite thigh. You look at him wistfully.

“Something like that. It’s kinda hard for me to connect with people in that way. I’m… exclusive with my time and energy, I guess. I just value my alone time and time with my friends,” You say honestly, hoping that doesn’t throw him off. You really haven’t had a lot of serious relationships and have always preferred being by yourself. Sure, you had a lot of flings in college, but nobody you wanted to take the next step with.

“I understand. Seems like a good way to live, if ya ask me. Can’t be givin’ everybody your time. I learned that the hard way,” he says, looking away from you, his big, brown eyes shaded in amber melancholy.

“What happened? If you don’t mind me asking,” you ask, putting your hand on his leg and squeezing lightly. He reciprocates.

“We had Sarah so young, marriage just seemed like the right thing to do next. Turns out neither of us was ready nor mature enough for that. She wanted to go out and be with other men, and I just wanted to raise my daughter and try and make a livin’,” he says, a sad smile playing on his lips. “Everythin’ happened for a reason, though, can’t say I regret any of it.” You look him in the eyes and give him a sympathetic smile. The way he looks at you is so soft, so tender. Your heart jumps up and down.

“I bet you’re a great dad, I’m sure Sarah appreciates everything you do,” you say, giving him another squeeze. He turns to look at you, eyes blazing with fondness.

“If you’re interested, I’d like you to meet her. She’ll be coming up on weekends here and there during school since it’s only an hour away from here. Oh, and I��d love for you to meet my brother, Tommy. We expanded the business to some parts of the Midwest, so he and his wife moved up here, too.”

“Wow, that’s great… you guys must’ve made all the right business moves. I’d love to meet them,” you say, impressed by him. He snorts.

“Wasn’t always like that. Our pops helped us out a lot early on… two reckless twenty-something men starting a contracting business with no damn idea how to do it. We knew how to do the work, but managin’ it is a whole different ballgame. Plus, I was a single dad not long after we started. Lotta late nights and caffeine. We did alright, though. Got offices in Austin and Dallas, Kansas City, and now Omaha.” He says, running fingers through his silvery hair. You feel yourself grinning at him.

This can’t be real, you think. I just met this man today and already feel so connected to him. Your face must match your deep thinking, because he asks you if everything is alright.

“Yes, absolutely,” you say, because it is. His eyes flicker over your face with quiet adoration. You admire his beard and how his mustache is dark brown, but the hairs littered on his chin and jaw are almost all-white. You swear you see him lean in ever so slightly and turn nervously to take a sip of your beer.

Karaoke stops for the night, and the jukebox starts playing Eric Claptons’ Wonderful Tonight. Joel stands from the stool and holds his hand out. “Wanna dance, pretty girl?”

You blush and take his big, warm hand. “Of course.”

He leads you out to the dance floor, where most patrons have gathered to sway to the music with someone. He holds your right hand with his left and pulls you close to him with his right, wrapping his arm around your waist. You lie your head on his shoulder and let yourself melt into him, wrapping your free arm around his upper back and taking in his scent. He feels so safe, so strong, so firm. You could stand here with him forever.

“You know, every man in here wants you, darlin’,” he whispers in your ear. He feels your smirk on his shoulder.

“Every man?” You ask, taking your head off his shoulder to look him in the eyes. He knows exactly what you’re asking. You’re taken aback at how much desire his eyes hold, looking at you like you really are the prettiest woman he’s ever seen.

“Every man,” he whispers. You’re not sure when he got so close, but you can feel his warm, whiskey-coated breath on your face and your heart starts thumping quickly in your chest.

“I don’t wanna overstep, but I really wanna kiss you,” he says, his eyes traveling from your eyes to your lips and back. Your heart feels like it’s running hurdles over your ribs, down to the pit of your stomach.

“Please do,” you whisper back, licking your lips.

Time seems to pause indefinitely when he leans in and presses his lips to yours. His lips are smooth, a lovely contrast from the coarse hair on his beard tickling your skin. He tastes like whiskey and coffee, and he thinks you taste like beer and heaven. The kiss is slow and gentle at first, like he’s asking for permission. You deepen the kiss, lightly nibbling his lower lip and reaching up to tug on his curls. He groans at that, making your core ignite. He licks into your mouth and your tongues dance along with the music. Both of his arms are now wrapped around you, his big hands lightly pulling up the hem of your shirt to feel warm skin near the waistband of your jeans. He moves his hands up further under your shirt, learning the planes of your back and delighting in the softness of your skin. The heat of his hands and your growing desire is almost too much, and you have an urging need to cool off before you explode into oblivion. You both pull away after who knows how long and look each other in the eyes, four pupils jam-packed with lust.

“Wanna step outside? It’s a little… hot,” you say, still pressed closely to him, and he chuckles while nodding. He takes your hand and leads you to the outdoor patio, where some torches are lit and the music from inside is playing faintly. The fall air whistles as it swoops over you, giving you goosebumps. It’s dimly lit out here, but bright enough that you can see each other in the torch light, the flames dancing playfully over each of your faces.

“Can’t say I’ve ever felt so good from a kiss, darlin’,” Joel says, pulling you into him. You smash your lips against his like you never stopped. One of his hands travels to the back of your head, fingers lightly massaging your scalp; the other hand smoothing down your back until he reaches your ass. A low growl emits from his chest, and you let out a faint moan as he squeezes. Your hands both find home in his slicked, curly hair, tugging a bit and earning you another growl from Joel. You know you’re soaked right now, and you can feel his hardening length poking into your lower stomach.

Normally, you would pull back and distance yourself from someone you’ve only known for less than a day, but something about this man has you seeing stars, clouds, and other celestial bodies. Nothing has ever felt so natural or in sync for you. He must think so, too, as he breaks the kiss to nip down your jaw and neck, soothing the little bites with his tongue afterwards. You moan and feel him grip you tighter in response.

“God, ‘m never gonna forget that beautiful sound,” he hums into your neck, sending you reeling. He licks over to the other side of your neck and kisses his way back up your jaw, back to your ear, where he pulls at the lobe gently with his teeth and sucks it back into his mouth. You suck in a sharp breath and giggle, knowing that you’ve just given away two of your favorite spots to him. He chuckles and continues kissing your neck, jaw, collarbone, and ears, simultaneously scratching your smooth skin with his facial hair. Your skin tastes like vanilla and tangerine, and he marvels at how soft you are and relishes in the sounds he’s pulling from your lips. “Fuck, Joel,” you whine, “that feels so good.”

“You taste so good, baby,” he says and returns his mouth to yours, hands roaming all over your body but careful to not overstep boundaries. Your hands do the same, but you both make sure you’re still pressed up as close to each other as possible. You can feel his rock-hard cock ready to burst through the fabric of his jeans and your wetness pooling in your underwear, threatening to trickle down your thighs.

He pulls away briefly and groans, a look of near-despair clouding his amber eyes. “I want you so fuckin’ bad, but I wanna do this right.” You nod in agreement. Snapshots of Joel taking your clothes off and running his hands and tongue all over your body are racing through your mind, but you know he’s right. He’s got the same visions of you in his mind and wants nothing more than to make you feel good – physically and emotionally.

“Not like we need to rush anything,” you say, looking up at him. His smile is so saccharine, and he leans in to kiss you softly on the lips.

“Got nothin’ but time, sweetheart.” He holds you in his arms for a moment, and the door leading to the patio swings open with a squeak. Loud music and warbled voices invade your space momentarily before the door shuts. You look up and see Keri grinning ear to ear.

“See? I told you you wouldn’t regret coming here, Joel,” she says, pursing her lips at the two of you as she brings her beer up for a sip. You stick your tongue out and she giggles, turning to go back inside.

Your gurgling stomach makes its entrance, interrupting your sweet moment with Joel. He chuckles, “Sweetheart, do you wanna go get something to eat? It’s gettin’ late, and I know you had a long day,” he says, his hands crossing up your back and coming to land on your shoulders. You hadn’t noticed until now that your stomach felt tense, like you had a hole in it that food needed to fill. “Probably a good idea… I must’ve forgotten to eat after I left the center today,” you say, rubbing your stomach lightly. You check your watch. 12:53 am. Not too late, but the events of the day are starting to drag your body down into the depths of fatigue. He cups your jaw with both hands and places a chaste kiss on your forehead.

“Let’s go, then, and I’ll take you home. Where d’ya wanna go?” He asks, eyes shifting between yours. You think of all the places that would be open right now, deciding that something quick and greasy is probably the only option. You shrug.

“You’re the local, you be the guide,” he says, releasing you from his embrace and taking your hand. He leads you inside and stops at your work table so you can say goodbye. You wave at everyone and give Keri a quick hug. “You let me know when you get home, alright hon’?” She says, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. “Yes ma’am, you got it,” you say, hugging her tightly.

You two leave hand in hand and walk to Joel’s black pickup, which looks very expensive and very new. You attempt to open the passenger door and he stops you. You raise an eyebrow and give him a confused look. “Sweetheart, I’m a Southern gentleman,” he trills, opening the door for you and ushering you in with a hand on your lower back. You smirk and feel the liquid courage bubbling up again. “Oh yeah? In more ways than one?” His eyes flash with desire, moving up and down your frame as you get comfortable in the passenger seat.

“Don’t get me started on all the ways,” he says, voice deep and eyes fixated on yours. You feel your neck and cheeks heat. This is gonna be tough. Joel shuts your door and trots over to the driver’s side. He pulls out of the parking lot, his free hand reaching over the center console to lace his fingers with yours. “Decide what you want?”

“I’m thinking classic McDonald’s… I’m a cheap date,” you say, squeezing his hand. He laughs.

“We’ll see how long that lasts, darlin’… I gotta take you out for a real date soon,” he grins. Your stomach flips at the thought of going on a real date with Joel.

After you go through the McDonald’s drive through, Joel heads to your place to drop you off. He approaches the entrance to your building and puts the truck in park.

“Do you want to come in?” You ask. He gives you a look, almost pained. “Sure, darlin’. No funny business, I promise,” he responds. You tilt your head at him, amused. “Not sure if we have the same definition of that phrase, but you’re about to find out,” you say, smirking. He scoffs and moves the truck to a parking spot.

You enter the building and head to your door at the end of the first floor. Hopefully it’s clean, you think. You can’t remember the last time a man came over. You pop in your code and open the door, Joel holding the door beside you. You set your purse and keys on the kitchen counter and watch Joel’s eyes examine the place. He looks at the pictures of you and your friends and family hung on the walls.

“Clearly, you’ve always been gorgeous,” he says, pointing to a picture from your 8th grade graduation. Braces and all. You smack his arm playfully. “Shut it. We can’t all be sexy-cowboy-chico-suave like you,” you gripe, making him burst out laughing. “Never heard that one before darlin’, but sexy doesn’t cover you,” he says, eyes traveling up and down your frame. He takes two big steps toward you. “So, what’s your definition of funny business?” he asks, finger tipping your chin up to look at him. You smirk and lead him to the couch, grabbing the remote and turning the TV on.

“You’re really gonna regret coming over here,” you giggle, pulling up Hulu. You scroll down to continue watching The Golden Girls. Joel groans playfully. “Yeah… we definitely have different definitions of that word,” he says, putting his arm around you and kicking his feet up as you snuggle into him.

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astralbulldragon13 · 3 months

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Cuban Headcannons of Jean and Intern

Notice: This one will be a little spicy, but that stuff will be kept under the break, thank you for time!

So, Skyla’s hair is vvveeeerrrrryyyyyy long. It’s Lakota tradition to have long hair and they only cut it when mourning

So, she cut it on the day of her grandfather’s funeral, and after the funeral she went to a hairstylist to make it more of a pixie cut.

It grew back rather quickly, so it’s down to her thighs

She keeps it braided and twisted into a bun at all times around the boys.

As she and the boys were on the 10-hour journey to Cuba, she showed them the picture of her short hair.

‘Oh wow… your face looks so different with short hair.’ Jean is kind of in awe about it.

The entire boat trip they talked about their families.

This is the first time Skyla has opened up to the boys about her family and upbringing.

Once arriving in Havana and getting set up, Guy takes everyone to get some new clothes.

Skyla doesn't really drink a whole lot of alcohol, and only smokes on occasion. Her family has a history of addiction so she ain't risking that.

Completely fell apart laughing when she heard about the New Orleans

She didn't get jealous when they talked about Jean going nuts for Stacy.

Skyla doesn't get jealous easily, after a childhood of her cousins trying to make her jealous in school when they found out who she was crushing on

Also, Jean and Skyla share a room...

So, pretty much ever since the kiss on the boat, the tension between those two was... palpable, to the point where when they got to their accommodations Bing had to give Jean a pointed look as if to say 'keep it down'.

Once they were in their room, they start going at each other like horny teenagers.

You know what they say about the French and romance, am I right, Ladies?

Skyla has had relations before during college, but this is the first time that it has ever felt good.

During the afterglow is the first time Jean sees the Medicine Wheel tattoo on the back of her shoulder.

"I've seen this symbol before, but... I never quite understood it."

She tells him its meaning, the sacred hoop, the paths of man and the sun, they talk until they fall asleep.

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no-not-without-you-blog · 2 years

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Whumptember 15th: Broken Bone

Oh my! I'm so sorry everyone. I got so busy yesterday that I forgot to upload my story! So here's yesterday's story and as an apology and because we are halfway through Whumptember, today's post may get a little spicy. I don't know if it will be full smut, but I'm going to at least try to add some steam. Sorry again for the delay in this one and I hope you like it! --Anna

You rushed through the doors to the emergency room, walking up to the main intake desk.

“Can I help you?” The lady at the desk asked without looking up from her computer.

“Yes. My son was brought in about thirty minutes ago.”

“What’s the name?” She asked, still seemingly uninterested.

“Theodore Y/L/N”

Upon hearing your answer, she finally looked up. You could see the wheels turning in her head.

“Y/L/N? Is your son around 10 years old?” When you nodded your head yes as her question, she continued. “You know that the Winter Soldier brought him in right?”

You felt your anger spike. “He’s not the Winter Soldier. His name is Sergeant James Barnes. Please address him as such. Now can I please see my son?”

At your response, her face turned red in embarrassment. “Of course, my apologies. If you’ll follow me please.”

She led you down the hallway to an exam room. Knocking on the door, she then opened it and motioned for you to step inside. Inside was your son, Bucky, and someone who you imagined to be the physician on call. As soon as Bucky saw you, he breathed a sigh of relief, however, you could tell that he was still stressed and nervous.

“Mom! The doctor said I need a cast and I get to pick the color for it!” Your son seemed cheerful and excited and in less pain than you expected, which you were grateful for.

“That’s great Teddy! Be thinking of what color you want while I talk to the doctor for a bit.” You said as you placed a kiss on his forehead and went to sit next to Bucky, taking his metal hand in yours.

The doctor spent the next few minutes explaining that your son had broken his Ulna but luckily the fracture was relatively clean and wouldn’t need surgery to correct anything. A simple plaster cast for the next 6 weeks. After that, they would x-ray it again to see how it was healing but that it shouldn’t need recasted. He said that Bucky had done a good job immobilizing and icing the break before they got to the hospital. It probably saved your son some pain and also kept the injury from getting worse. Bucky forced out a smile but it didn’t reach his eyes. The doctor said that someone would be in shortly to apply his cast and he exited the room.

Your son was busy playing games on his tablet while he waited to get his cast. You turned to Bucky and stared at him long and hard. “What’s going on Buck? I can practically see your wheels turning.” You were still holding his hand and gently caressed the back of his hand. You knew he could feel it but he didn’t acknowledge it.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. We were busy running around the playground and being wild. I should have been more careful. I saw him lose his balance but I couldn’t get to him fast enough.” He shook his head and seemed really upset by the whole scenario.

“Bucky…” You tried to get him to look at you and he just kept looking down at his lap, chewing on side of his cheek.

“James.” You said more firmly, using a bit of your “mom” voice. Even your son looked up for a moment, until he realized that you weren’t talking to him. He finally looked up at you, his eyes filled with apprehension and guilt.

“None of this is your fault. He’s a kid, and a rambunctious one at that. This is not his first time in the ER for something like this, and I highly doubt it will be the last.” You smiled at him kindly. “Do you remember when he chipped two teeth playing hockey last winter? Or when he sprained his ankle trying to jump from one couch to the other. Kids get hurt. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. Especially not yours. If anything, you being there kept him safer. He is less hurt and in less pain because you were there and knew what to do.”

He still hadn’t responded, but you nudged him a little with your shoulder. “Hey, I mean it. Thank you. I would have been so much more scared if you hadn't been there with him. I love you.” He finally smiled at you and you could see that he was starting to relax.

You held his hand and rested your head on his shoulder as you waited for the orthopedic tech to come in and cast your son’s arm. When they finally came in, they asked your son what color cast he was going to pick.

“Black.” He said very assuredly. The tech nodded their head and went about wrapping his arm in gauze and padding.

“Really? I thought you would have gone for blue or green?” You questioned him, knowing that those were his favorites.

He shook his head. “No. I want black.”

“Well, okay then.” You let him have his pick. It was his arm anyway.

“Hey mom, before we go home can we go to the craft store?”

“What for, bud?”

“I want a gold paint marker.”

“Why?” You asked him, confused.

“I want to put lines on my cast. That way Bucky and I can match.” He said with the biggest smile on his face.

“W-what?” Bucky sputtered out his question, taken aback by your son.

“Well, my cast is on my left arm and I thought it would be cool to match arms. I mean, if you’re okay with that.” He gave Bucky a small smile, hoping that he hadn’t crossed some line.

“Y-yeah, bud. I’m okay with that. I mean…if your mom says it’s okay.” Bucky looked at you, his eyes slightly misty as he felt your son's love for him. You smiled bigger than you had in a long time.

“I think that sounds like a great plan.”

#whumptember #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader

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siryouarebeingmocked · 4 months

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Someone recently claimed that the new Davies era of doctor who has no more wokism* than the show used to.

Now, maybe I've just changed in the past few decades, but from what I've heard of the 60th anniversary specials it does seem a tad more concentrated. Cherry-picking SPOILERS, sweeties.

- Donna got married offscreen. To what I can only assume is the last black cab driver in London.

- Her kid is trans. Specifically, non-binary, female presenting, says the wiki.** - In the next episode, we learn the Doctor is gay/bi when he thinks Sir Isaac Newton is hot. I'd smugly say this bit has no real relevance, but...the actual scene does carry the episode theme of accidentally changing reality. It's just the queer bit that seems tacked on. Though it does carry forward themes from 10s era. - Sir Zack himself is played by a half-Indian actor. It's not exactly hard to tell. I'm assuming they're running on Bridgerton logic. https://twitter.com/frozenaesthetic/status/1731332492282429950 - This episode is basically just Donna and the Doc exploring a weird location, and running into monsters, who happen to look like them. It would be a bottle episode, except for the large vfx budget. And yet ol' Rusty somehow managed to awkwardly wedge in an progressive issue. - In the next episode, the villain explains how he's just exploiting the divisions that already exist in human society, including cancel culture. - no wait he's got a point. Jpg - This is ironic, given that Davies and/or his broadcasting house masters are pretty blatantly on the team that a) coined the word, b) cancels people the most often, and c) defends the idea of Internet lynch mobs*** (***as long as they're left wing. If not, they're *ist "trolls", even if they're just complaining about the latest sacred cow.) Maybe the Davies was criticizing his own team. * Because the Toymaker was kind of racist back in the day (white dude dressed like a stereotypical Chinese dude), Davies made the new version a bit racist "as a callback to his original, problematic depiction back in 1966." - TVtropes, ref. DW Unleashed. On the other hand, the Toymaker also mocks and dresses as several other cultural archetypes. All the ones I've seen were white European ones. He just does this to everyone, apparently. - Toymaker also weaponizes the Spice Girls hit "Spice Up Your Life". No, I will not explain. Though I will note that a line about the "Yellow man in Timbuktu" was apparently drowned out in the episode. Probably for being a tad spicy. - One new UNIT character is a lady in a wheelchair. When the new Tardis - no, I will not explain - has a wheelchair ramp, she happily points it out. Which makes me wonder why the blue box would be so limited, considering it often deals with alien species. - Also, the same actress played a disabled Companion in the Big Finish audio dramas. I'm not sure why it was considered essential to do so in an entirely audio format, but there have been controversies over this sort of thing before (EG Artie on Glee, various racial voice acting controversies). - At this point, casting Ncuti Gatwa as 15 doesn't even register. Not really a blip on my radar. Black Doc? Whatevs. His sonic screwdriver has Rwandan words on it? So? I go to church with lots of Africans. Heck, I'm a black immigrant to ol' Blighty myself, just from the other side of the pond. Ncuti is, chronologically speaking, more British than I am. - Though given that he's Rwandan-Scottish, there may be some debate on the "British" part. - Wikipedia says the actor is pretty left-wing, but the actor seems good so far, so I'm willing to give him a sha-

Oh, come ON!

Maybe the original person speaking was comparing it to the Chibnall “history has always been a whitewash” era, which had a character who was a paper thin Trump satire. A tad ironic, when the whole point of bringing Davies, Tennant, and Tate back is to play on nostalgia.

*Tangent: that word was apparently voted the most annoying words in English. Which is kind of hilarious if you know that it was originally created to self-describe certain progressives. And the "you can't even define that word!" meme was almost certainly ripped off from the right wing "what is a woman?" Meme. ** This is apparently because she's part Time Lord, through Donna. It seems a tad interesting to me that a few works featuring non binary characters happen to make them enby due to some sort of supernatural (Omniscient Reader) or sci-fi (SW Squadrons) influence which the vast majority of IRL enbies don't have. ...As far as I know.

#doctor who

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starneko123 · 20 days

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Serafina

First Name: Serafina

Last Name: None

Name Analysis

Serafina ♔ fiery, burning

Date of Birth: Unknown

Age: 10,000+

Alias: Princess of Sun ♔ The Incandescent One ♔ The Divine Phoenix ♔ Ebullient Edenian ♔ The Reincarnation of Blaze ♔ The Glowing Guard of the Sun♔ All-Known Lover of General Shao ♔ The Sun of Outworld ♔ Daughter of the Dawn ♔ Sorceress of the Sun ♔ Queen of the Fighters ♔ Harbinger of the Phoenix ♔ Heiress of the Dawn ♔ Controller of the Sun

Nicknames: Sera, Fina, My Sun, Seri, Little One, Serai, My Small Sun, Flower Girl, Enchantress, Flower Princess, Rosebud, Empress of Enchantment

Gender: Female

Siblings: 2

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Edenian

Phobia / Philias: None

Hair Color: Black ♔ Gold

Eye Color: Gold

Origins: Edenia

Current Location: Edenia ♔ Outworld

Appearance

Height: 5’6

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Status: Alive

Social Status:

The Incandescent One

The Glowing Guard of Outworld

General Shao's Favorite

Springʼs Everlasting Princess

The Umgadi's Favorite

Second Commander of Outworld's Army ( formerly )

Empress Sindel's Court Duchess

Empress Mileena's Court Assasssin

Daughter of Ambrosia the Lady Who Raised the Sun

Daughter of Drake the Leader of the Darkhelm Rebellion

Wife of General Shao the Leader of Outworld's Armies

Nova Nagakoʼs Most Trusted Companion

Affiliation:

Mileena Kahnumʼs Court ( former timeline )

Mileenaʼs Rebellion ( former timeline )

Queen Kitanaʼs Court ( former timeline )

Empress Sindel's Court ( formerly )

Commander of Outworld's Armies ( temporarily )

Empress Mileena's Court

Umgadi In Training ( formerly )

Empress Mileena's Court Assassin

Empress Mileena's Court Enchantress

Physical Health: Amazing

Mental Health: Okay

Likes

sunlight/daytime

exploring other realms

flowers

edenian pie

spicy food

rainbows

music/singing

celebrations

Dislikes

bad morals

realms in danger

wet places

disrespect

liars

false gods

injustice

closed minds

ignorance

Speed

7 / 10

Agility

7 / 10

Intelligence

8 / 10

Strength

7 / 10

Stamina

8 / 10

Stealth

8 / 10

Cooperation

8 / 10

Durability

8 / 10

Mentor(s)

Tanya ( formerly )

Fighting Skills

8 / 10

Flexibility

8 / 10

Reflexes

7 / 10

Instincts

7 / 10

Family

Ambrosia | Mother | Alive

Drake | Father | Unknown

Silas | Older Brother | Alive

Maeve | Younger Sister | Alive

Friends / Allies

jade

kitana

mileena

kung lao

liu kang

bo rai cho

raiden

shang tsung

sindel

rain

reiko

Enemies

kollector

kano

sareena

jataaka

ashrah

nitara

havik

quan chi

Love Interest

General Shao

Love Status

Husband ♔ Soulmate

Weapons ♔ Accessories

Sun Kissed Katar ( gifted from Rain )

Glitter Glowing Chakram ( gifted from Tanya )

Sun Smeared Polearm ( gifted from Sindel )

Sun Branded Odachi Blade ( gifted from Kitana )

Glowing Claw Gauntlets ( gifted from Jade )

Golden Sun Necklace ( gifted from General Shao )

Essence of Edenian Magic

Ethereal Edenian Armor

Powers

She gets her power from the sun and hellfire. She can create light beams, stars, etc. it can blind her opponent and it can burn from the heat of the beam and it mostly depends on her emotions on what color it is. Serafina is an extremely powerful enchantress. Serafina has a great ability to levitate objects metallic and nonmetallic, with the electromagnetic field she can levitate objects and destroy them in the air, or through a small manipulation of gravity. To put it more simply she can manipulate metal and the magnetic fields around her. Serafina is a gifted and accomplished huntress. She has a heightened sense of acrobatic and hunting prowess.

Personality

She is known to be very vibrant but she is also known for her haughtiness honestly she is one of the sweeter things in Outworld believe it or not. According to, Kitana and Mileena she is known to also be considerate, she is optimistic about the decisions she makes and always listens to other people's problems and opinions. She is honest with herself and others even though they don't want to hear the truth, especially from her.

History

Serafina is the daughter of Ambrosia the Edenian who raised the sun in every realm and Drake the natural leader who wanted a realm of his own to rule.

Serafina grew up in Outworld with her mother, her brother, and her baby sister. It was rare when she saw her father until she just stopped seeing him altogether.

In Mortal Kombat 9, Serafina is shown to have a close friendship with Nova and Jade but she isn't seen that much until MKX.

In MKX she is seen helping Mileena, Tanya, and Rain with the Rebellion to help Mileena win her throne back. She is seen battling Dʼvorah but once again isn't shown much but it has been hinted that she was thrown into the dungeons and to avoid execution she joined Koʼatalʼs court.

In Mortal Kombat 11, she is seen hugging Jade as she enters through the portal and she aids Kitana in becoming Kahn.

In MK1 she has a much bigger role in the new era. She is seen training among the Umgadi in her younger years but never officially became an Umgadi not favoring the stone rules she must follow so Sindel offers her a position inside her royal court after her mother retired.

Serafina is shown to be close to Countess Jade and Tanya even supporting Tanyaʼs relationship with Mileena but warning her to be mindful of elders who wouldn't approve. Serafina also cares for Rain in her own way or at least that what others tend to say.

Serafina openly shows disdain towards Reiko and General Shao. Not so much to Reiko but more so to the General, because he has proven to her that so much ego and ignorance can quite literally be shoved into one person.

Sindel witnesses this and has Serafina and General Shao work more together. Sindel is a noblewoman but Serafina wonders after numerous tragedies in her life she wants to torture others.

Because that is how it feels to work alongside General Shao. Pure Torture.

art by @ren-meteor

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat oc #mortal kombat 11 #oc interaction #my thoughts #mine #my ocs do not steal #my oc story #mk oc #mk11 #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #general shao #canon x oc #oc x canon

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swampstew · 2 years

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Day 10 ~ DP Pairings

Title: DP Pairings Word Count: 18+ only, Spicy, DP, consent very much implied, MxFxM and FxMxF pairings, sexy toys, bdsm, penetration, m!n0rs DNI you will be blocked

Pairings: Zoro & Sanji; Kid & Killer; Robin & Boa

Last DNI/CW warning buffer

Zoro and Sanji compete who can get you off the most.

It doesn't happen often but sometimes Zoro and Sanji eye the same woman at the same time and they both try to win over her affections - often leading to squabbling and literal dick measuring competitions in front of said woman.

If they manage to convince her to stay and overlook their childish competitiveness, they are capable of putting aside their differences and cooperating for the sake of a beautiful woman. That was the real upside for her anyways considering the men did in fact voice their childish competitiveness while they were both inside of her.

"I'm gonna make her clench on my cock so hard she can't unclench cause that's how a real man takes care of a woman, lousy cook!" Zoro snaps

"You damn mosshead! Everyone knows you're supposed to make her flutter to completion not clench like they're dying on your cock!"

The woman doesn't typically care how she comes so long as she does. And they both rip orgasm after orgasm out of her from their efforts. And they both go through a lot of effort to keep her creaming repeatedly until the sun rises.

Zoro uses her holes like a sleeve, tightening her own hold over him as he was inside her by pushing her hips and thighs tightly or squeezing her throat and jaw as she took his large cock. Somehow both gentle so as not be painful on the body, yet also firm in how he handled her to mold around him, to accommodate his girth. His head is quite sensitive so he often edges himself by putting special focus on it. He can pull out for a woman if that's what she wants, but he's not opposed to finishing inside.

Sanji was a much sweeter lover, taking his time with how he took the sweet lady. He always gets to sample a woman's pussy first so he can deliver a buffet of options for how he'll eat her out. He loved getting a woman so worked up that he can bottom out on the first try and it works 9/10 times. Sanji slides in slowly so as not to hurt his precious but he is also impatient and ready to let his true perverted nature take over. He always finishes down a throat, he is considerate after all and he has a good diet, his taste reflects it.

After a night with the two of them, most women come out alive having cum harder in their lives than they can remember. They can't remember how many they had, feeling blessed that they could walk at all after the interaction. The two pirates always leave arguing over the count of orgasms they pulled from her. No one will ever know the true number.

Kid and Killer rail you while knocking fists.

Oh boy. So Kid and Killer found a woman they're attracted to. And once again, they both zeroed in on the same woman. Don't worry, she's in very capable hands but uh, she most definitely won't walk away from the experience the way Zoro and Sanji leave a woman behind.

The two like to play predator/prey, circling in on a woman and flirt up a storm, getting closer as they share drinks with her, exchanging laughs and compliments, hanging off each other as the haze of tipsiness and horniness builds before finally propositioning a woman to a night with them both.

They're both good looking and can always pull from any place they venture into, whether its paid by the hour or a willing citizen. They may be fierce and killer pirates but they can separate work and pleasure. Bringing a woman to a rented room, Kid and Killer want privacy and space.

Kid and Killer always start separately, a toss of the coin deciding who gets to go first, the other can watch. Once it gets going, there is nothing that can stop them.

Kid loves to fill as many holes as he can at once, he will fuck you with his fingers, cock and tongue all at once and add in metal objects if the woman was into that too(not many are). He is all about domination in bed, especially a one night stand shared with his good buddy. He's only allowed to finish once before Killer gets a turn so he likes to edge, tease and prolong orgasm for himself, which is both a blessing and curse to the woman he's with, being taken past the point of overstimulation and being quite literally fucked dumb. When he is ready to come, he loves to jerk off on her body, see her covered in him, have Killer fuck her with his seed coating her body.

Killer is a lot more attentive and WAY MORE generous with a woman's needs, putting all his focus on making them cum as much as possible before taking them with his cock. Begging him for it. After he's inside, he goes off, fucking them into oblivion with fast and hard strokes, the only breaks they get is when he needs to adjust his position to angle his cock better. He won't stop until he cums and he actually enjoys finishing on a woman's entrance, pulling out just before he comes inside, spurting ropes of cum on their vulva, clit and pelvis. Ownership.

After the second round is completed, Kid and Killer like to tag team, taking a woman from both ends. Kid usually starts with a woman's pussy and switch to her mouth but he prefers pussy. Killer starts with mouth and ends with being inside her ass. More often than not, they end an encounter with a woman sitting on Killer's lap with his cock stuffing her ass and Kid's cock is plugging up her pussy, both working together to keep her body straight and her legs spread open to allow them both in.

Her head will be falling back, only the whites of her eyes visible from the overwhelming sensations and pleasure, wanting to come over and over again but also feeling so overstimulated she might explode. Kid and Killer snicker at the fucked out expression and sneak a hand fist to one another. In the morning both pirates are gone and she finds herself limping out of the room, body filled with large hickies and bite marks from the encounter. She may be sore but damn if they weren't a powerhouse of great sex.

Robin and Boa teaching a rude boi a lesson.

Robin and Boa met on a random encounter and enjoyed each others company. It was hysterical to them when a man tried to flirt with one, got gently shot down and tried to shoot his shot with the other right in front of them. Boa was incensed at the audacity while Robin was amused more than anything. They caught each other's eyes and Robin gave her a mischievous smile. Boa's interest was piqued.

That's how the man found himself erect and in his boxers in front of the women, eyes wide as dinner plates as he took in their naked bodies. How the fuck did he land two gorgeous babes like them you ask? Well, its actually them who landed him and they were going to make him their good little sub.

They take turns pressing their bodies against his own, ghosting fingers and breasts down his body, naughty touches against his painfully erect cock, the whispers of amazing orgasms in his ear. The man moans, he'll do anything they want if he can just taste them.

Anything? That's exactly what they wanted to hear and they give each other a knowing look. Robin asks if he would mind being tied up? Anything you want darling. She leaves him with his hands and ankles tied together. He is left kneeling on the floor with his tied hands raised above him like he was praying in front of Robin.

Boa pulls out a trunk of toys she always keeps on her when travelling. From inside she pulls out two strap-ons. One is a glossy, jelly purple dildo; the other a pastel pink with an extra prosthetic that aimed for the clitoris and anus. The man eyes the devices and takes a huge gulp but knows he gave consent to anything, a shiver running down his spine in excitement. Always read the fine print.

They were not gentle by any means but they weren't merciless. They just did good ole fashioned degradation and humiliation of their sub while Robin created additional hands to heighten everyone's pleasure. Boa and Robin got off thrice as much as their sub because they were teaching him why men deserve less.

The women were a sight to behold. Large breasts defying gravity as they bounced against the blooming hands teasing their clits and penetrating their holes. Their orgasmic noises like a chorus of angels singing hallelujah.

Then they look at their sub sinfully as they ride the waves of their last orgasm. One blooming hand begins to increase the pressure and pace on the sub's cock as Robin's strap on demands entrance on his lips; Boa's strap on lubed and already edging into his asshole. They sink into him at the same time and he lets out a grunt of satisfaction, guttural groaning ripped from him as the two women slammed into him from opposite sides, Robin's blooming limbs pinching, rubbing and penetrating all their bodies to heighten the pleasure. They allow the sub to finally cum and even give him the grace of cumming on one of them - but he shakes his head frantically. He got the lesson they instilled in him and as much fun and pleasure as he had, he wanted the fuck away from the two devil women who had both made him cum out of his mind but also made him find god.

Boa and Robin share a joint, laughing as the man hobbles out of the room. "That was fun. Want to do that again sometime?" Robin smiles at Boa. Boa nods enthusiastically, "I agree but I'm not done with you yet Nico Robin."

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norel-ravenclaw · 1 year

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Would You Rather Ikepri Scenarios

Fandom: Ikemen Prince (otome game)

Featured characters: Clavis, Chevalier, Cyran, Keith, Licht, Sariel, Yves, Luke, Jin, Leon

Genre: Shenanigans and Spicy Romance

Rating: 14+

Word count: 5

Description: Would You Rather poll result scenarios! Your faves and a couple of mine.

WARNINGS: | spicy scenarios, nothing terribly explicit | it would seem I underestimated my appreciation of introducing spice from 0-100 lmao | mxw |

Clavis

This idiot is gonna be the death of me: a timeline.

8:00 - The Kidnapping.

I blindfolded Clavis and got him to the awaiting carriage.

8:15 - Arrival (And Hasty Lipstick Reapplication).

After a… entirely uneventful carriage trip into town, we arrive at the surprise destination. A school.

8:19 - The Reveal.

To my surprise, Clavis gasps in absolute delight as the ‘Science Faire’ banner is unfurled, and the crowd is ushered into the dining hall, set up with tables and experiments everywhere. A child or two stands nervously beside each setup (none of which I could explain at a glance).

8:26 - Wow He’s Already Having Such A Good Time.

Clavis holds a little girl up to pour a concoction into a paper-mache mountain, and the gathered crowd shrieks and cheers as a fiery, foamy explosion goes off.

9:34 - My Lover’s Ego Is Irreparably Boosted.

“You’re the best, Mr Clavis!” “See mine next, Mr Clavis!” “Wow, you’re so smart, Mr Clavis!”

10:15 - Everyone’s New Favourite Prince

After going to every single table, chatting with every single child about every single science topic, we reach the end.

10:18 - The Inspirational Speech (And Intervention)

Clavis is asked to give a speech on the importance of science and being curious, improving the mind and inspiring innovations of the future. I step in quickly once the topic turns to pranks.

11:53 - The Luncheon

After a luncheon of being inundated with students, parents, and fawning teachers, we finally escape back to the carriage.

11:59 - The Long Ride Back

Another entirely uneventful carriage ride that takes the long way back… for no particular reason.

Chevalier

“I finished number three.”

“Four is on your left.” My eyes flick up to her in the jostling carriage. We’ve been reading non-stop since dawn. The northwestern territory is a long journey from the capitol, but the simpleton insisted on accompanying me nonetheless.

To pass the time, I brought a book series we recently discovered.

While I began book five, she began three. Her body showed her weariness, but her eyes showed her enthusiasm for the story. As she swayed to the motion of the carriage, her ankles crossed with mine, a smile tugged at my lips.

So this is bliss.

Cyran

“I think that’s the last of it,” he pants. “Finally.”

Behind us in an abandoned wing of the castle is a room filled to bursting with crates, boxes, glass tubes, and flasks.

The reason for our frantic gathering task: a vial found by the gardens labeled ‘Hallucinogenic Gas’.

Cyran helped me find Prince Clavis’ secret stash of illicit powders and such, and we hastily removed them to a temporary hiding place.

I lean back against the railing of the abandoned staircase to catch my breath, but the knight bolts forward. I gasp as he roughly pulls me into his arms.

“My lady! The masonry in this part of the castle is in disrepair, it might not… might not be safe.”

Suddenly realizing our proximity, he clears his throat and carefully steps back. I am grateful for the dim light of the evening to mask my furious blush.

Cyran crosses his arms and leans against the wall. “You certainly are brave to go up against him like this.”

I can’t help but chuckle. “You’re either brave or stupid to work for him like this.”

He smirks, and brushes a lock of red hair from his face. “Both, milady. No doubt.”

I am left unable to doubt the reason my heart starts to beat faster.

Keith

We lie in bed together on an oddly warm autumn night. The windows are open, a brass telescope still set up, pointed towards the stars. My nightdress is bunched around my thighs, one of which is draped over his. Keith’s large, gentle hands stroke me slowly. One on my hair, and the other on the sensitive skin of my wrist. He traces constellations there, holding me to consciousness just enough to be able to guess most of them. In the silence, we breathe together, in our own little world.

Licht

The spring breeze bends the blades of grass around us as I try to unfurl the picnic blanket. My first try, however, underestimates the power of this breeze, sending it up and over my head.

A gorgeous, heavenly, completely unexpected sound rings out - Licht’s laugh.

He helps toss it back over my head to free me, a smirk on his lips. I look up at him with what has to be a lovesick grin.

“What’s that for?”

“I love you.”

His crimson eyes widen at my declaration. Then he melts into another precious smile. “I love you too.”

He leans in towards me for a kiss, but suddenly we’re falling, sprawled in a tangle of limbs and blanket.

“Marron!” he gasps, grumbling as he quickly sits up. The beautiful horse tosses its head behind us, stamping impatiently by the picnic basket.

I can’t help but laugh. “You’ll get your carrots soon enough, goodness.”

My lover’s face twists a little. “Carrots?”

“I packed them separately, don’t worry.”

He huffs a sigh and pulls a stray leaf out of my hair. “Good. Otherwise I’d have to eat you out here instead.”

Our eyes meet, red tinting our cheeks.

“There’s always room for dessert…?”

Sariel

The padded bench in the library has evidently long been a subject of fierce contention.

There are rumours in the palace that Prince Nokto lost his virginity on this bench. Not to mention all of the maids and noblewomen who claim to have been… entertained by certain princes there.

However, considering that it was part of the palace’s original architecture, they couldn’t tear it out.

Sariel finally ordered that a compartment be opened up beneath it to store bolts of replacement fabric every time it was proven… defiled.

After one such replacement, I found the devil one early morning, asleep on that very bench he hated so much.

Surrounded by the pale silver morning light streaming in from the tall windows, he looks like something out of a dream. Seeing him looking so restful, my own tiredness is brought back to my attention.

Next thing I know, my books are on the floor, and I’m settling in next to him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” comes his sleepy response.

“Nothing, go back to sleep.”

He sighs, stretching out his legs. “This is awfully early for you to be up, anyway, isn’t it?”

“Yes. But I missed you, and I was too happy to see you here.”

His eyes finally open. Their amethyst depths consider me, wrapped around his arm. At last, his lips twist into a smirk. “I just had this fabric replaced too. Pity.”

Yves

I felt guilty, at first, using her as my personal doll. But she seemed perfectly happy, excited even, at the prospect of me choosing her outfit for the day. She put on everything I suggested, sitting obediently as I fixed her hair. She then insisted on putting on my earrings for me. Not that I know why! It was a silly thing to do, I’m sure. I am perfectly capable of putting on my own jewelry, thank you!

My lessons and chiding her on matters of etiquette have finally begun to pay off. Even her walk is improving. She looked far more the part of an elegant lady today. Naturally, after spending so much time in my presence, my impeccable mannerisms were sure to rub off at some point.

But then… she was awfully tired when we finally returned to the palace. It would have been a bother for her to stumble on the stairs on the way back to her room, so… I offered she stay in mine. And then… I offered to help her out of her jewelry. …And to brush out her hair. …Then out of her corset, and dress. Then… Oh enough already! You nosy snoop, you know exactly what happened so just get out of here already! You don’t need me to say it!

Luke

Luke’s chest makes a wonderful pillow as we lay in the grass, pitch black night all around us. The gentle breeze blows the water of the nearby pond, making a soft lulling background for our stargazing.

“There’s another one!” I point to a streak of silver in the sky.

“Hm, I wish… for more honey cakes.”

I laugh and roll my eyes. “You’ve wished for honey four times already!”

He chuckles, the sound resonating around me. “I’m running out of things to wish for! There’s too many!” He grabs my arm as another cosmic line catches his eye. “There’s one!”

“Alright, I wish for… a kiss.”

Luke freezes for a moment. “A kiss…? Alright then.”

Next thing I know, I’m sliding down his muscular torso to his lap as he sits up. Leaning down, he grins at me. “Seems kinda silly, to waste a whole shooting star wish on just one kiss.”

Our lips meet briefly, and we stare at each other. “…Should I wish for more than that?”

Something flashes in his emerald eyes, and he runs an arm beneath my legs. “I think you should.”

Jin

I grunt as I’m forced down onto the stone floor… again.

Jin huffs above me, his chest heaving a little from the exertion. “That’s another loss, kid.”

I groan, and his laugh quickly morphs into a serious expression.

“You really need to get this self defense stuff, ya know. You need to take this seriously.”

Grateful for the momentary respite, I laugh. “Hm, I didn’t think I’d have to explain to you of all people the ability to take something very seriously… while having the time of your life.”

His burgundy eyes widen, as does his grin. “Oh, having the time of your life pinned underneath me, hm? You like being manhandled?”

I bite my lip in response and have the perfect view while his mind short circuits.

He licks his, his eyes narrowing dangerously. Leaning in close, he whispers in my ear, his voice rich and deep. “Alright then, naughty thing. If you manage to get away from me three times, I’ll do all this to you naked.”

“…Deal!”

Leon

At first it sounded like a terrible idea. Who in their right mind would climb onto the roof of a castle??

And yet, I should have had more faith in him. He had found, years ago, a flat spot outside of a window on the top ministerial floor, away from prying eyes and balconies.

And so we cuddle close with his cloak over both our shoulders, a basket of snacks between us (definitely not stolen from Yves’ discarded reject batch), watching the sunset.

…Hopefully no one questions the scattered crumbs and frosting of an exploded cookie down in the courtyard.

Not by best work, but hopefully worth a smile or two~ Any writing suggestions?

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ab4eva · 8 months

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Norah, my darling! Thank you so much, lady! It’s truly been so much fun to get to know you better recently, I can’t wait for more nostalgic convos in our future! I hope you like this little Elvis blurb, @thatbanditqueen! Xox

Prompt #10 with Elvis Presley - “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

Palm Springs, 1966

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice,” the voice next to you rumbles - low and smooth and full of southern charm - and you look over, startled.

“I’m sorry?” you say, your brow furrowed in surprise as you glance at the good-looking stranger seated near you. He looks vaguely familiar, but you can’t quite place him in this dimly lit bar.

“You heard me, darlin’. Been sneaking glances at me for the past half hour. Don’t think I didn’t notice…pretty girl like you.” His white teeth flash in the darkness as he grins at you and moves one seat closer, his elbow now bumping yours in an intimate way. Your breath hitches as you catch a whiff of his cologne - woodsy and spicy, all man. His clothes are tailored to a tee yet his button down shirt hangs open a little too far, exposing a fluffy-looking thatch of chest hair. You gasp as your mouth opens and closes in an unladylike manner and you fumble for something to say, some comeback to this impertinent man. You can’t think of a proper response because all of the blood has rushed to your head, so you settle for moving one seat over, creating distance between you once more.

“Don’t be like that honey, I won’t bite,” he says innocently, holding his hands up in surrender.

Your eyes travel up and down his body, settling on his plush mouth set in a smirk. A wave of boldness courses through you and you bite your lip, looking up at him through your lashes.

“What a shame,” you murmur coyly. That wipes the smirk right off his face where it’s quickly replaced with something like lust and hunger.

You gather your purse and stand, walking away slowly. You're about sneak a backward glance to make sure he’s following you when you feel a warm hand around your waist, guiding you to the door.

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#darling norah!#ab4eva’s 1k celly #elvis presley #elvis #elvis blurb #written by ab4eva

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sabusthings · 11 days

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9 and 13

I already answered 13 but get ready for 9!!!

9. Write a recommendation of someone else's fic you enjoyed!

(With a few exceptions, I don’t know some of the authors’ tumblr names. If you see ur fic here, Im kissing ur face thank you for ur service. It also goes without saying, but please keep in mind the tags on these fics if you choose to click; if they ain’t your cup of tea, click the back button. But f you do like them, please leave them a comment!!!!)

A Mindless Melody Maddening Me

Most fics have Salieri having an angst session over Mozart (which is always excellent!!!) but few have it the other way around. I love this fic because Mozart is so fucking PETTY over others spending time with Salieri in a normal fashion that he can no longer do. He acts very nonchalant about it but you can see that it’s eating him up inside ITS GREAT.

Hibiscus

Okay so I did a Salieri/Dantes doodle and it resulted in that fic so mild bias. I love it when Dantes gets teased. Ilu dez ur gr8

Pulled from the shadows

More bias, I commissioned this one, but Adet is PEAK writer. Anything they have is just 10/10 and I recc everything they have made!!!!!

Direct Someday

Yashiki/Mashita soft fic. It has old man being soft about the tsundere man. The author has another fic of them getting Spicy which i also recommend.

The indomitable human soul

Carm real MVP. I love this fic so much and it’s still ongoing. I love how they get into the nitty gritty of Dr tenma (2003 edition) and his thought process from how to bring his old best friend back to how he thinks of himself and everything in between. A+++++

Goodbye to a World

Do you like seeing Astro boy being emotionally in pain? Bc this story is about him being in emotional pain All The Time. It’s an excellent read and I love the conflicts Astro gets put in and how he gets through them. I especially love the chapters where Astro deals with the aftermath of a PTSD episode (boy that feels weird to write!) and its a chef kisssss

In the House of our Lady

DEEP INHALE. Please read about Salieri’s catholic guilt. And after that, please read all the other things that Ginger writes. Ginger is amazing I love them their writing is so good SO GOOD

#sabu blabs

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deathbyoctopi · 1 year

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The year is finished, so it is time to look back and go through the best AO3 treasures I found these last 12 months!! And since XueXiao has been the bane of my existence ever since i discovered it, I decided to make a top 10 list of them!

So these are (in no particular order) my favourite (song)xuexiao fics:

- the backyard is full of bones by @veliseraptor A thoroughly enjoyable what-if with Xiao Xingchen being a bit smarter about the wounded man he found. Extremely well paced and written, it eases into the enemies-to-lovers dynamic perfectly, and it depicts characters so believable and well-rounded that it practically feels like canon.

- I promised you a garden by @lady-of-the-lotus A short snippet into an alternate timeline where Song Lan’s consciousness is trapped in a paperman and forced to bear witness to the yizhuang’s (very sexy) domestic life. Cute and frustrating and very, very satisfying. (One of those where Song Lan’s not having a good time, which might be one of my favourite tags).

- Now that I see you by @10holmes Don’t usually go with unfinished projects, but this one is an absolute treasure which’d need to work very hard to go awry, so of course I’ll have it here. We have a double canon divergence with Not Blind!Xiao Xingchen, and Amnesiac!Xue Yang!! Which make for a delightfully angsty relationship as they both tiptoe around each other, all while battling with internal turmoil, conflicting morals and a misplaced low sense of worth. A fic absolutely worth keeping track of.

- The prisoner of Jinlintai by @fieri-sentio-et-excrucior A rather recent project that had us in tethers for a month and a half (!) with the very sexy prompt of Xiao Xingchen being framed and arrested by the Jin, while a certain guest disciple with a sweet tooth was still around... Another enemies-to-lovers with a wonderfully natural evolution in their relationship, with the extra treat of a rich and entertaining world building that could easily sprout a few spin-offs.

- Nothing but a way of shading blood by @veilchenjaeger This one is very recent, but it shoot up to my top 10 immediately, both for the marvelous writing style and the perfect way they executed the prompt. It provides just the right amount of anguish in Xiao Xingchen, before and after certain discoveries are made, and the diplomacy game with Jin Guangyao and his minion just adds an extra flavour in an already spicy mix.

- Heaven has a road but no one walks it by @silvysartfulness The second (and last) ongoing project here, but just as deserving of the spot. This book-sized treasure is a long journey of (re)discovery, of a slowly kindling relationship with wonderful twists and turns. The slow pace balances out perfectly with some intense (and, in one occasion, thriller-like) action scenes. Also, it was the fic that made me see SongXueXiao with a more favourable opinion.

- lie back and let me unlock you by @veliseraptor A short and extremely sexy xuexiao roll in the hay, with the amazing prompt of Xiao Xingchen being (quite shamefully) aroused at the thought of his old enemy Xue Yang, and good ol’ Chengmei offering to rolplay. The result is even more unbelievable that what you can imagine!

- On the topic of cold by @andreri25 A cute little snippet in the early days at Yi City, where Xiao Xingchen almost dies from hypothermia and Xue Yang has to keep him warm. So what if he takes advantatge? Daozhang won’t remember, and he does need some hot friction after all! It’s wicked and cute in equal parts, because Xue Yang starts off really concerned (even if he wouldn’t admit it or know why, really) but changes gears when the danger is over...

- Final victory by @fieri-sentio-et-excrucior A funny concept very well executed, particularly in the emotional response both Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang give at the different turns of the plot. Daozhang discovers that his old enemy is in town, killing people, and after recovering from the surprise, Chengmei offers his help to hunt him down. Cue some well-placed deceit and a cruelly cute happy ending.

- it hurts at first (but it ain’t that bad) by @veliseraptor Yet another change in dynamics with Xiao Xingchen discovering his mysterious friend’s identity, if only this time because Xue Yang flat-out tells him (well, he thought he was done for anyways). What follows is a wonderful deluge of arguments, moral dilemmas and Xue Yang’s particular brand of twisted social logic that allow a deeper (and less deadly) reprise of their last canon conversation. Just lovely.

Which one of those I like best? I don’t know. I don’t care! They are all fantastic.

AND, since this year was also the first I started actually writing some original content, and not only devouring other artists amazing works, lemme put them here as well >w<

- Phantom Threat The foregone conclusion of all the fix-its that have xuexiao become an item (sans hidden identities, that is), in which Song Lan arrives at Yi City and does what he should have done in canon and talks directly with Xiao Xingchen, to reveal the terrible secret... which he already knows about.

- To carry a bit of yesterday A small slice of life in the Three Year Bliss, where Xiao Xingchen wants a family portrait and despite being quite contrary to the idea, both a-Qing and Xue Yang end up complying. It has amazing art by @wrathyforest, too!! ^-^

AND FINALLY, just a few non-xuexiao fics I also loved to the moon and back, but have little-to-no connection other than belonging to the mxtx universe.

- You’re stuck with me by LikeAFlamingKiss_Consume A delightful jadecest with dark!Lan Xichen (well, dark!Everyone and their mother, it’s a fucked up AU) and a reluctantly horny Lan Zhan.

- Blood array by @giraffeter Though it could technically be a xuexiao fic, the actual fucking here is between Demonic Gremlin Team Extraordinaire! Xue Yang and Wei Wuxian, sooo... doesn’t count. The fic is entertaining, very sexy and their interaction is marvelous to follow!

- Despite warning signs by @extrapenguin A surprisingly cute and light-hearted Xue Yang/Mo Xuanyu little treat, from their days as Jin disciples. A happier alternative reality for both of them, with fluff and smut in equal parts, which never fails to make me smile.

- Qi Rong’s day off by @ahintofblue Too bad the only tgcf fic to make the cut is a very, very nsfw alternate outcome of the mausoleum scene from book 2, but what can I do? The writing’s so smooth and engaging, it’s rough and cruel and I loved every single minute of it.

I have the gnawing feeling I’m still forgetting something, either here or in the xuexiao part... but until I discover the way to check which fics I left kudos in, I either go through an ocean of titles from my ao3 history page (that won’t even let me filter!!!) or I just wait for my two braincells to click one day. Oh, well!

Thanks for reading, and to all writers, THANKS FOR WRITING!!! I love you all. Have a happy new year!

#the untamed #mo dao zu shi #mdzs #cql #ao3 #xuexiao #thank gods for ao3 and every single one of its writers #mdzs fics #fanfic review #the most PRECIOUS THINGS I've read this year #octopi reviews #tgcf #heavenly official's blessing #tian guan ci fu #(yes. the last one ^^U)#mdzs recs #fanfic recs #rec list

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