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iiyoshi · 7 months

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Your Pain

Reply : Hello love! Thank you so much for being my first request <3 I love the idea of this and now is perfect timing because I'm having cramps of my own and I desperately need men to coo me to sleep (Yes I'm mentally very immature)

Summary : How the HP men first react to, and how they now react to, Reader on their period

Pairing(s) : Severus Snape x Reader, Lucius Malfoy x Reader, Remus Lupin x Reader, Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings : Mentions of period blood?? Idk if that triggers people

Fandom : Harry Potter

A/N : I may have gone a bit biased with who gets the more detailed description.. I'm sorry i can't help it

Requested By : @serenity-noble

Read under the cut <3

Severus Snape

If you were Snape's lover :

Severus is inexperienced with things like this, so when he first learns about menstruation, the only thing he does is panick

There's more panicking

He tries his best to make you feel comfortable and gets you whatever you ask for

He, reluctantly, has to turn to Minerva for help when you're in too much pain and he's panicking not sure how to help

He gets you just a bit too much chocolate, trying his best to fulfill your cravings

As you're in bed and sudden cramps kick in, he'll immediately leave and get you water and anything else you need

After a while, he'll learn what to do during your period and will always have backup plans up his sleeve

He marks down when your period cycle is and before then, buys you all the essentials just in case

At night, he cuddles next to you and rubs circles on your back in order to soothe you from your pain.

"It hurts, Sev.."

"I know it does, my love. But you're doing amazing. Now go to sleep."

If you were Snape's student :

You get your first period and you're scared to death

There's blood coming out of you and it scares you

You hurry to your head of house, Professor Snape, late at night because he's probably the only one awake at the time

He's awake in his office as you explain to him how you've been cursed and you're now dying

He tries his best to calm you down and, quite reluctantly, explains what menstruation is

"It's normal, silly girl. It's just mother nature paying you a visit."

"She's trying to kill me?!"

"No, you dunderhead! It's just Aunt Flo."

"I have an Aunt?"

"That time of the month? Lady business? Girl fluid? Shark week? Riding the Cotton Pony?"

"Oh for Merlin's sake! You're on your period!"

Lucius Malfoy

Lucius would act like he doesn't care

Meanwhile he would kill anyone just to get you everything you need

He's hooked up with a lot of chicks before so he's very experienced

He knows what to get you and will get it for you asap

He tells you to stay in bed and shuts anyone and everyone away from your room

He tries his best to make time for you

At night, he pulls you close to him and covers you in kisses, trying to lull you to sleep

When you whine about your cramps he doesn't complain and reassures you you'll be alright

Throught the week he'd constantly skip work just to stay at home longer with you

"Go work, Lucius."

"I'm staying here."

"Your work is important."

"So are you."

Remus Lupin

Remus isn't as experienced with handling with situations like these, but he tries his best to help you

He's calm most of the time, listening to your needs and getting you what you desire

He'll always have your favourite snack prepared when it's almost that time of the month and he's never afraid to get you more

When your cramps start to kick in, he lays with you on the sofa and watches your favourite Muggle show with you while wrapped in a blanket

If you accidentally make a mess he shushes your apologies and spells it away, reassuring you it was an accident

He's the type of guy to give cuddles more because it's what soothes him when it's nearly the full moon

He, as annoying as you may find it, gives you a curfew and you must be in bed by 10pm

"Moony, it's still early.."

"I know, (Y/n). But you're losing a lot of blood and you need to rest to fill back up your energy."

"But-"

"No buts. Goodnight, little wolf. I'll be right here next to you."

Sirius Black

Sirius immediately knows when you're on your period, thanks to his sensitive sense of smell

He doesn't mind it at all and sticks around you endlessly

When you feel too weak to grab things, he gets them for you

He showers you in endless amounts of love and affection

When you have cravings, he somehow manages to get them for you asap

He'll stay up with you on the couch when he knows you're in too much pain to sleep

Being an animagus has its perks and Padfoot has his fairshare of moments

He knows how much you enjoy cuddling with his furry tail in bed so every night he turns into Padfoot and lays beside you

You stroke his fur slowly and just simply admire him, already soothing your cramps

You tend to rub him under his chin and he'd bark in response

"Goodnight, Sirius. I love you."

*bark*

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mayullla · 2 years

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Title: Flowers and Shells

[ - Cottage (Fem!reader) + Lily (Platonic yandere) + Ayato (Genshin Impact) + Chocolate brownie (Mermaid/siren au) - ] - Anon's Ask

Summary: Fairytale au: The little mermaid; Ayato lost his sister who chose to die instead of hurt her true love, in anger Ayato wanted revenge and found you.

Additional warnings/tags: child!reader, manipulation, kidnapping, dark/obsessive themes, unhealthy coping mechanisms, tell me if there is anything I missed

[ - Fairytale Picnic Event - closed ]

“Gasp mister you are so pretty!!” That was the first thing you said to that man in the water with a fishtail that looked as pretty as the jewel stones you saw the adults wear. He was also very pretty, with hair that reminded you of a clear blue sky and his eyes reminding you of a particular blue jewel.

Young, your guardian had told you many stories. Some stories of the fairies and magic but you always found the books that talked about mermaids the most fascinating. You would always beg your nanny to read you the little mermaid before you sleep as if you would never be able to sleep without even hearing the first page of the story.

Your nanny told you that mermaids were real and even if the people around you didn't believe it. You believed it!

“Hello, child.” The man smiled, chuckling as you watched his tail move under the water. “Careful now you could get fall if you lean too far into the water.”

You didn't listen, you continued to look at him in awe and fascination.

“Pretttyyy~”

"What is your name merman!" You asked at one point playing with the shells and pearls that Ayato had in his pouch. He hummed as he played with your hair adding the shells one by one so prettily placed.

"My name is Ayato, young one."

"A pretty name!" You said laughing cheerfully at him. He became your friend, when you were lonely you would go to the cave where you first meet him and wait for a little. Ayato would always come after a few minutes holding something from the ocean your small hands could not reach.

He was your friend, but he wanted your neck.

Ayato wanted revenge, he wanted revenge toward the humans that took his little sister away from the waters.

Ayaka was a child of pure heart, with such a loving and caring personality she was a treasure to the ocean kingdom loved by everyone. Yet even so Ayaka craved the world outside her reach, the place of land.

She fell in love with a boy from the outside world, a boy that she saved from a shipwreck from the storms and waves. She sacrificed her own voice in exchange for legs to be with the man she loved above ground yet that man choose to marry another instead, breaking her heart.

After Ayato found out he tried to help his sister, telling her to crave out the boy’s heart with a magical knife and splatter the blood on her legs to become a mermaid again.

To return to the sea.

However Ayaka’s kindness and loves knows no bounds when she instead sacrificed her own life so that the boy she loved would be happy with his lover, she turned into nothing but bubbles as the sun begins to rise. Leaving instead sorrow and blind anger in her brother's heart.

He wanted revenge, he wanted to give the same pain and heartache to the man who took his sister away from him. Even after years he waited, he had his people, the more stealthy of his subordinates head to the surface and gather intel and from there he found you.

You were a daughter of that man too young and naive to understand what was going on, but cheerful and curious when you meet him.

There were many times, many times that you were so close to your own death. You were just a young girl after all, younger than Ayaka when she died Ayato could easily grab you and drown you in the water. He chooses not to tho, for his aim was your dear father.

He wanted him to suffer even more.

Yet here he was holding you in his arms as you brought a basket full of flowers to make a flower crown, they were flowers that Ayato have never seen fresh only in books did he see them or the old flowers that somehow managed to get into the water one way or another by the time it was in his hands they were brown and rotting.

“This is for Ayato! I made it just for you!” you said cheerfully, holding out to him a flower crown pretty in your hands. "Thank you." He smiled as he glanced at the flower.

He was sure that if he would take this flower with him, it would not survive the waters and instead wither. It was weak, a delicate beauty yet so weak. It was funny how it reminded him of you.

Yet he let you place the flower crown on his head. His hair crowed with beautiful flowers while your hair had a crown made of coral and shells.

"We match now!"

Ayato chuckled at your cuteness patting your head in affection. He could not help himself as time passed you started to carve a part of his heart. He had grown so protective of you as he once was towards Ayaka. Your innocence reminded him so much of her... he could not help it.

He wanted her back so much that sometimes he could not live. He hated when you have to leave when his mind made up scenarios where could not reach you anymore, where you were taken away from him. He was scared he would lose someone again when he is already all alone in this world.

He wondered if the ocean queen was willing to help him out a bit. So faithful to her following most of her orders. He protected the waters from dangers and avoided many.

The queen had made a few puppets in the past and placed life within them. Surely something like bringing a child from land to the waters would be simple if not Ayato knew a few who could be of help. A few secrets and a few words would be enough.

He could make a deal with the sorcerer who Ayaka made a deal with to change her tail to legs.

Ayato would take something your father so cherished just like he took Ayaka away from the world. Ayato's hands tightened around your small wrist, flinching in pain you looked up confused.

"What is the matter Ayato?" You asked yet Ayato just shook his head.

Placing you on his lap he let you play with his arm, you were always so fond of the iridescent scales of his so he always let you touch them when he wants to keep you in his arms.

He will take you that your father treasures most.

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yandere-kokeshi · 1 year

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Hi, I would like to order with Yandere Shinobu, Tomioka, Muichiro and Kyojuro with a sweetheart who doesn't already have a balanced meal. Like she only eats sweets like cakes, ice cream, chocolates instead of eat properly. An L-type reader of Death Note, except that she is somewhat intelligent and sleep-disordered. Hey I would like to know how they would react to this situation.

Warnings: yandere behavior and slight spoilers for Muichiro's part.

A/N: Hope you enjoy :]!

Shinobu Kocho:

A smile that slowly dissipates when you tell her. What on god’s earth did you just say?

“Dear, that’s not very healthy, now is it? We need you to eat properly. Let’s go order noodles, hm?”

She gets very concerned. As much as she knows sweets are very addictive and quite nice, Shinobu hates seeing you not get all your nutrition and take care of yourself. That being said, she will force you to eat.

If you throw a fit or roll your eyes, she will keep her smile but threaten to dose you with some type of medication that will make you listen to her. She will treat you like a child, babbling about how sweets are bad for your health and how you shouldn’t eat a bunch.

When arriving, she allows you to get everything you want; except for treats of any kind. She expects you to at least finish the whole meal, if not half of it. Afterward, she will pat your head and congratulate you; maybe offering to get you a soft drink.

While she does worry, she will allow you to eat small portions of sweets. Only if you agree to eat the healthy food she gives you!

From now on, she’s expecting you to eat properly. If she catches you eating some when you’re not supposed to, she will get very upset and discipline you.

However, when she finds out you don’t have a proper sleep schedule, she gets very upset; slightly more than the food issue. Immediately, she diagnoses you with insomnia and gets you sleeping meds. She may or may not force you to take naps in the butterfly Estate during the longer days, making sure to drape her Haori over you.

Muichiro Tokito:

His eyes darken, quite upset at the fact you don’t take care of himself. At best, he gets extremely serious and almost yells at you.

“You need to eat. I like candies too but I don’t sabotage my health. C’mon, we’re gonna eat and order lots of it.”

While he pulls you along, he orders you what you like and sits in front of you, slurping noodles while waiting for you to eat. He talks to you, trying to distract you from your ‘cravings’ and offers some of his food.

If you throw a fit or simply refuse, he will result in guilt-tripping; making you feel bad. He will talk about his family, how his parents and brother were brutally killed; his almost dying from not eating well. How you are not eating properly hurts him, and he doesn’t want you to die or get hurt.

He may even talk about how if you don’t eat, he will force Shinbou to feed you through a feeding tube; he has a serious look too when speaking about it.

However, the minute Muichiro finds out you don’t get enough sleep, he’s a bit aloof. Ultimately, he will offer for you to lay on his lap as he plays with your hair. Maybe offering you food before poking your cheeks.

Although, in the future, he will make sure to check up on you more frequently; dragging you along towards his favorite sun spot as he makes you lay on his lap, watching the clouds and birds above.

Kyojuro Rengoku:

Also loves sweets but is very concerned! His smile stays on his face but his eyes tell a different story.

“Ha! Sweets are amazing! But you should eat fried fish instead of cake! Let’s go eat!”

Rengoku will practically eat anything, so the minute the two of you arrive at the restaurant, he’s chowing down on everything and encouraging you to eat. Specifically loudly at you.

Much like the others, if you decide to refuse, he will react negatively.

He will take the forcible lane (even though he doesn’t want to!) and pressure you into eating, practically bringing his chopsticks up to your lips until you eat it. Then he does it again. And again. And again till you say you’re full.

However, the minute you say you don’t usually get a good night’s sleep is when he spits out tea; frankly looking at you like you just called an animal ugly.

From then on, he makes scheduled nap times during the day so the two of you can rest! He’s your heater so you would be pretty warm. Plus, if naps don’t work, he can result in doing training sessions, small runs across the courtyard or simply letting him talk your ear off.

Giyuu Tomioka:

Doesn’t understand how you can like sweets. He’s not a fan of them, but he’s quite worried about your physical health. Like how are you alive?

“Love, that’s not very healthy. How much do you eat? We’re gonna go to the Yatai down the street and order as much as you want. Okay?”

Once arriving, he makes sure you get a big portion of food; a bunch of side dishes as well as some hot tea.

Just like Rengoku, if you decide not to eat and beg for more sweets, he will pressure you into eating. Pressuring you to open your mouth, needing you to eat the fried shrimp he’s giving you. He will even share his portion of food if it makes you eat.

Although, you make his heart shatter even more when he finds out how sleep-disordering you are! Just how much sleep do you normally get?

Giyuu will immediately offer to sleep on him, or rather take short naps during the day; not only will it help you but it’ll make him feel comfortable being around you more.

While he’s not the warmest, he will keep his haori over you and make sure no one disturbs the two of you; plus, he made sure to pack you some lunch so you can eat afterward. And yes, he did pack a small candy bar as a reward after you eat the food.

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min3nc · 4 months

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q!Jaiden just being hit with them parrot instincts. Affection bites, impulsively preening Baghera's wings maybe even doing the thing of putting her own feathers in the ducks wings, nuzzling against Baghera, chirping and hopping around when she spots the duck. ✨Nesting✨(not actually based on why birds nest. I just find nest cool and like to think bird hybrids simply nest cause nest feel safe)

I am very much rambling, i love these two so much

NESTING. NESTING. JAIDEN JUST DOING IT BECAUSE SHE’S COMFORTABLE AND BAGHERA PANICKING BECAUSE SHE THINKS SHE’S GONNA BE A MOM.

jaiden just sleeps far too much (slept through an atomic bomb), so she wants a comfy place to do so!!! so she starts just… stealing shit lmao. Baghera’s t-shirt? stolen. Foolish’s Shark hat? Stolen. BALLS???????????? She’s in the nest and getting cuddled to death by a sleepy Jaiden.

Baghera, resident Lesbian, is immediately shoved into the trope of “Lesbians move in too fast. Day 1 is asking each other out, day 2 is marriage.” while forgetting that Jaiden is not a lesbian- Girl’s just a sleepy little guy.

baghera: HI. ANY WEIRD CRAVINGS? DO YOU WANT… HOT PEPPERS SPRINKLED WITH CHOCOLATE CHIPS?

jaiden: snooze…. zzzzzzzzzzz

#qsmp #q!jaiden #q!baghera #q!lovebirds

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cranetreegang · 10 months

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In the Light of Death - Part 3

Sebastian x FemReader with former Ominis x FemReader

Summary: Sebastian shows her just how much she means to him. She's not sure she's worthy of his love.

Warnings: Dealing with death, mentions of depression, grief, mourning, smut aka sexy time

EXPLICIT WARNING don't read if underage

Song to listen to: 🎶 Unending I 🎶 999 Renaissance 🎶

Word Count: ~3,270 words

Read Part 2 Here - Find Whole Light of Death Series Here

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The sun peeking into the room and landing on her eyes, awakes her. She’s initially confused by the warmth surrounding her, until she feels his gentle breath followed by the rise and fall of his chest. She’s still locked firmly in Sebastian’s arms, their fingers intertwined. Loosening her grip, she adjusts herself to face him.

The pale morning sun illuminates his resting features. His face, adorned with numerous freckles, is peaceful and his dark hair is mussed. She reaches out to him to trace the tips of her fingers along his cheek, following the erratic path of his freckles. He’s soft under her touch and a warmth blossoms in her chest. She brushes away his hair from his handsome face, admiring the contrast of his coarse hair compared to his skin. For as long as she’s known him, she can’t recall ever actually looking at him.

Not like this.

She starts with the sharp rise of his cheekbones, his black eyelashes a stark contrast to his tanned skin. His dark brows are thick, eased in a serene expression. She traces over his nose, noting a small bump on the ridge - from a fight, no doubt. Trailing down his nose, she hovers just above his lips. They’re curved in a slight smile. She muses how he looks mischievous even while sleeping. Carefully, she touches over his full lips, noting how soft and warm they are under her fingers. Then she brushes along his jawline, heading back to his temple to stroke his hair. He’s a handsome man, especially now with how the light of the morning sun kisses his face.

His eyes slowly flutter open, and he gazes at her. His dark eyes draw her in, and she’s warmed by how bright they are. They’ve always captivated her, his eyes. They hold mysteries, secrets, passion - all the things that make him the way he is. She’s always found him easy to read, because his eyes told her everything.

Except now.

She doesn’t understand what she sees looking into his dark depths besides herself staring back. Her heart skips a beat, her breath growing heavier, as he matches her gentle touch. He caresses her tear-stained cheek with tenderness, but his warmth singes her skin all the same. He’s so warm. So very warm.

She shifts to be closer to him until their breaths mingle and her nose brushes his. He tangles his leg around hers while he continues his gentle strokes along her cheek. She’s never been so close to him before. Strange feelings swirl in her chest and tighten her stomach, and he hasn’t once looked away from her. Yet, she still feels too far away with an overpowering longing for more. Drawing closer, her lips gravitate to his, and her eyes flicker up to him. Finding no apprehension, she presses her lips against his, feeling their softness and warmth. A spark ignites within her as his lips press back.

When they part, it’s only to ensure he’s still fine with this, and then she eagerly crushes her lips against him in a more needy kiss. He cups her cheek, wrapping his arm around her back, pulling her flush against him. He feels so good. He makes her feel… alive. A fire catches within her cold, broken heart and she can breathe again. Her fingers tangle with his unruly locks and his tongue pushes into her mouth to dance with hers. The taste of salty tears mingling with a bitter sweetness, similar to dark chocolate, drives them deeper into each other.

He rolls over, now on top of her, pressing his body more into her. She lets out a whimper, craving his touch and his weight on top of her. He doesn’t hold back, his kiss is filled with passion as if he’s been waiting for this his whole life. Breaking the kiss, he gazes down at her with sweet adoration. He tucks away her stray hairs with a soft smile, but a coldness seeps back into her.

Ominis used to look at her with that exact expression. A sudden guilt crashes over her at what she’s doing, and she shuts her eyes with a whimper.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers.

His eyes widen, his fingers still stroke her cheek, and he presses his forehead to hers.

“Why? What’s wrong?” He asks, his eyes searching for hers.

She opens her eyes, finding herself lost in his dark depths, but she resists being pulled in further.

“I… I don’t know what this means to me, but I can see this means everything to you. And… I don’t want to lose you too, Sebastian. I can’t lose you too.”

His gaze softens, “If you want this, then so do I. It can be once, or a hundred times. My feelings for you won’t change, sweetheart. I will always love you,” he says, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

She lets out a soft noise, a near whine, at his confession.

He… loves her.

Somehow it doesn’t surprise her. Deep down, she’s always known he harbored feelings for her. Feelings she’s never had for him… until now. She’s not sure what to make of them though. Are they true? Or just something to smother her broken heart? Her eyes fill with pain. It hurts him to see her with such agony and conflict.

“I don’t know if I can ever truly love you back,” she whispers. “Not like you deserve. My heart belongs to him. And that’s not fair to you. You deserve someone who will love you, fully, not… not like this.”

He shakes his head, “I only want your happiness. That’s it. I just want to make you happy.”

She tentatively cups his face, her heart racing as she studies his features. His eyes hold only understanding, and she doesn’t know what to do. He’s always been someone she considers her closest friend, but she’s never looked at him in this sort of light before. It frightens her how much she wants him, but it frightens her more to stop.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” he says in a pleading tone. “Whatever it is. Tell me.”

She lets out a shuddering breath, her mind reeling with what to do.

“You make me feel so warm,” she finally whispers. “And I… don’t want to be cold anymore.”

“Then, if that’s what you want,” he whispers just as quietly back.

He lowers himself back down and kisses her. He’s gentle, but there’s an underlying hunger he’s keeping at bay. Her trembling hands move along his neck and down to his chest, exploring his body, before tugging at his sweater to remove it. He grins against her lips as he pushes himself up to appease her. He tosses the offending garment off to the side, revealing his bare chest. Her eyes widen as she takes in the bare expanse of his body. He’s about to resume kissing her when she gently pushes against his shoulders. Worry dances in his eyes, and she blushes, looking away.

“I… I would like to look at you,” she admits in a quiet voice.

He smiles and nods. He helps them both sit up, and her heart is about to beat out of her chest. His body is lean from traversing the countryside so often, with some definition of muscle. Her hands tremble as she rests them on his broad shoulders. He grips her hips while she explores his arms and chest, his thumbs stroking the flesh on her hips. She admires the freckles which adorn him, like kisses from the sun or the countless stars in the night sky. Her palm rests over his heart, feeling it beat just as fast as her own.

His grip on her hips tighten, pulling her flush with his bare chest, while her hands glide up his neck all the way up to his reddening cheeks. She’s never noticed how beautiful of a man he is. Holding his face, she gazes into his eyes with awe, his breath hitching at her intensity. If Ominis was like the cool moon, then Sebastian is like the summer sun. He is all consuming and she’s never been so willing to be burned.

“Sebastian,” she whispers.

His eyes flutter, and he nuzzles into her palm, “Yes?”

Summoning her courage and wits, she says, “I want this. But only if you do, too. I… I don’t want your pity. I just want you.”

He holds her gaze, dragging his fingers up her body until he tangles them into the nape of her neck.

“And I don’t want your regret, sweetheart. I can’t bear to lose you too.”

His eyes are earnest and plead with her. He holds her firmly, their chests rising and falling in time with each other. She strokes his cheeks with her thumbs, a decision solidifying in her mind.

And she dives in.

She kisses him with all the longing she has kept within. Sebastian moans, losing himself in her desperation, and he matches her intensity. She quickly falls behind and he eagerly savors the soft noises she makes, raring to hear more. His lips trail down to her neck, sucking sharply before kissing the reddening flesh. She angles her head to allow him unhindered access, and she can feel his smirk as he sucks and nibbles.

Her clothes are ripped and torn away in a deft movement, and she’s lowered back onto the bed. She watches him with wide eyes as he takes off the rest of her clothes then his own. Her breathing picks up as she gazes upon his fully bare form, his arousal obvious. Sebastian smiles as he lowers himself to her stomach. He presses tender kisses along her body, slowly mapping every inch of her as he makes his way up.

His touch lingers on her breasts, teasing over the supple flesh. The slight tremble in his hands gives him away just as he takes her nipple into his mouth. Sucking and swirling over the raised peak, she lets out small gasps and breaths. He flicks his eyes up to her, watching intently for every tiny reaction written upon her flushed face. Her fingers grip onto his upper arm, frozen by his teasing tongue as he gives the same treatment to the other side.

She grabs his hand, placing a kiss on his palm, then she drags him back down to her hungry lips. Tangling her fingers in his hair, she lets her other hand feel down his back and along his side.

He groans with a slight thrust of his hips when her heated body becomes flushed with his. Feeling his hot cock pulsing against her, makes her whole body yearn for him. He seeks her eyes, ensuring she’s still wanting this, and his heart skips a beat at the lust which inflames her.

He presses himself into her, and she’s lost in how full and tight she feels, gasping and whimpering for more. His moans are needy and desperate as he begins to unravel inside her. Their lips are locked together in a heated kiss as their bodies intertwine. With his body on top of her, she’s in a bliss of warmth.

He’s nothing like her Ominis, and she’s thankful for it. No, Sebastian is wholly himself - reckless and passionate. His grunts and moans send shivers down her spine while she kisses and nips his freckled neck and shoulder. He thrusts into her with such force, it rattles the entire bed - slamming it into the wall with every snap of his hips. She wraps her legs around him, driving him further into this frenzy. The fire between them comes to a full raging inferno.

“Look at me,” he demands with a breathy moan.

His fingers nestle themselves into the nape of her hair while his eyes hold hers. The intensity she finds within his dark gaze makes her shiver. His panting breath fans across her face as he drives deeper into her. Her hand finds itself lodged into his unruly locks, while her other hand grips onto his shoulder for dear life.

It’s not long before they both reach a gasping, breathless climax. He lets out a soft moan - a near whine - as he fills her with his warm release. She urges his lips to hers, sharing a lasting kiss to solidify the moment while he continues to thrust softly into her. He collapses on top of her, his chest panting in time with hers. She holds him close, urging him to the crook of her neck where he places tender kisses on the harsh marks he left earlier. His arms wrap around, engulfing her in a loving embrace.

They lay there for sometime as the morning sun traverses the quaint room, casting its rays upon them. When he regains himself, he looks up at her with an adoring smile. Kissing his way up her neck to her cheek, he delicately plays with a lock of her hair between his fingers, his eyes filled with awe as if he’s beholding something truly magnificent. He wraps an arm behind her neck, bringing her into a deep kiss. Brushing his nose against hers with a soft smile, he whispers,

“You’re beautiful.”

She closes her eyes, resting her forehead against his, and breathing in his spiced scent. He kisses her, tenderly and slowly, as he begins to rise.

“Let me make you breakfast,” he says with a toothy grin.

She smiles, “I wouldn’t mind helping you.”

As if he couldn’t look any more adoring at her, he all but swoons as he places another kiss on her lips. With a bright smile, he rolls out of bed and playfully drags her along, carrying her like a bride in his arms.

“Sebastian!” She giggles while he takes her down the stairs to the kitchen.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He teases, kissing her hot cheek.

They make breakfast, or at least she tries to, as Sebastian can’t take his hands off her for more than a moment. But she finds his arms around her to be more enjoyable than anything else. As they eat, they both find themselves catching each other’s gazes, smiling each time. Afterwards, they finally dress themselves and tidy up. She’s washing the dishes when his arm wraps around her waist. Kissing up her neck, he reaches her ear to whisper,

“I have a surprise for you.”

He practically drags her away from the sink and she giggles.

“A surprise?” She wonders as he grabs her hand to lead her out the door.

Awaiting them are two brooms leaning against the lone ash tree. She gives him a quizzical look while he rushes ahead with a beaming grin.

“Come on, it’s a beautiful day for a flight,” he hands her broom to her.

She stares at the well-loved broom for several moments. It’s been some time since she’s flown.

“I don’t know-,”

“No excuses,” he interrupts with a smirk. “You were the fastest flier back in the day, and if you even think about saying otherwise - I’ll knock you right on that pretty arse of yours.”

She rolls her eyes - biting back her grin, “Please, it’s been a long time since those days.”

Sebastian mounts his broom and begins to hover above her, “Well, time to find out if that’s true.”

She scoffs, mounting her broom. He can rile her up way too easily, she scowls to herself. Matching his height, she smirks.

“Well, now what?” She questions.

Sebastian smiles as he quickly takes off. She watches him for a moment, laughing to herself, before chasing after him.

She quickly catches up to Sebastian. They both laugh as they zip around the Highlands. She’s forgotten how freeing it is to fly - how the wind whips through her hair and stings her cheeks while she makes daring dashes between narrow crevasses and trees. Sebastian makes a sudden dive towards a patch of woods and she circles around to join him. He awaits her in front of an old ruin of a formerly grand castle. She lands, her eyes wide and her mouth parted in awe at the grandeur of the dilapidated structure.

“This is one of the places I’ve been investigating,” Sebastian states with a proud smirk. “Skelside Castle.”

“Wow… it’s so grand still,” she whispers.

He grabs her hand with a chuckle, “You haven’t seen anything yet. Come on, let me show you my favorite room.”

They place their brooms by the entrance and he leads her inside. It’s all surprisingly preserved in some places, and overtaken by vegetation in others. He navigates through the collapsing dining hall and up the crumbling stairs. Glancing back on occasion, he gives her hand a tight squeeze every time he catches her eyes.

He lets go of her and rushes towards a set of double doors.

“Right this way, milady,” he opens the doors with a great flourish and bows as she walks in. Her giggles fade away into a soft gasp as she takes in the room.

They’re in a tower with stone that is intricately cut and sculpted into several beautiful lofty archways. In each of the arches, holds stained glass. The glass, despite having vines and grime covering them, possess a beauty she’s never seen before. Each of the stained pieces contain majestic trees swaying in the wind - all telling the story of the changing seasons - with the center arch containing the sun’s rays beaming down.

The mosaic of colored light shimmers into the room - bathing the entire place in its vibrancy. She looks over herself as the golds, blues, reds, and purples dance over her.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” his voice breaks her from her thoughts and she glances over at him. He’s looking around the room in both reverence and awe. “This was a place of worship. Lord Skelig was a religious man - even for a wizard. He believed Nature to be the one true power of this world - shaping and forming it to its wishes. While we were merely its caretakers - protectors. It’s quite fascinating how he viewed the world. His journals were quite thorough.”

He looks over to her and his smile widens. Taking both of her hands in his, he whispers,

“And you haven’t seen the best part yet, love,” his head cranes to look above them, and she follows his gaze to the ceiling.

Another quiet gasp escapes her lips. Above them, is the moon with a beautiful night sky hiding behind the swirling gray clouds. The circular glass takes her breath away and Sebastian chuckles at her awe-struck expression.

“Never in all my travels have I found a place like this. It’s a shame it’s been lost to time for so long,” he comments with a slight frown.

“What will become of this place?” She wonders.

Sebastian hums in thought, “I’m not sure. I notified the guild of this place. Whether or not anything will come of it is a different matter,” he squeezes her hands and gives her a mischievous grin. “All that matters is that we are the only two who have set foot in this place in over five hundred years.”

“Five hundred?” She looks around the surprisingly well-preserved room. “Whoever built it, must have had charms in place to keep it from totally falling apart.”

Sebastian smirks, “Makes you wonder what other secrets lie around - just waiting to be discovered.”

He wants to say more, but his mouth quickly clamps shut. Instead, he squeezes her hands then motions towards the exit.

“We should get going. Before it gets too dark.”

She spares one final glance around the sanctuary then follows after Sebastian.

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AN: Well hopefully the smut wasn't too unbearable to read cause there's more in the next part LMAO

as always feedback welcomed <3

idk im a sucker for really sweet passionate love making - and im like a prude about some of the words (cock, pussy, nipple, ect) so i tried really hard to not be a complete prude about it. hopefully it was enjoyable

also im a sucker for stained glass. and seb nerding out about it. he's my cute lil nerd. leave me alone

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tavyliasin · 3 months

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GaleCord Valentine Event!

The first of FOUR - yes I know - FOUR creative events I have run for Valentine's Day!

The Challenge:

The idea is to write something themed around a Date or Valentine Event, involving the GREATEST WIZARD OF ALL TIME, GALE OF WATERDEEP. It doesn't even have to be romantic or positive, there are lots of ways to take this from slow burn romance to fully brutal heartbreak and violence. The choices are yours!

Minimum word count: 1,000 words

Details and links to the individual entries below the cut! Works are NSFW and may contain game spoilers.

Gale-ntine's Day FanFics

An Unexpected Valentine by MiradelleTarot Summary - Meet Ilarah, a depressed, borderline-alcoholic who hates her life. By day, she buries herself in work. By night, she drinks and plays Baldur's Gate. One stormy night, however, takes an unexpected turn that changes her life forever. CWs and Tags - Gale (Baldur's Gate)/Original Female Character(s), Gale (Baldur's Gate), Original Female Human Character(s), Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Oral Sex

The Wizard of NotAsleep by Tavylia_Sin Summary - Gale can't sleep, but lucky for him a certain druid is still awake and has a few ideas to help him get the rest he needs~ CWs and Tags - Gale/Halsin (Baldur's Gate), Gale (Baldur's Gate), Halsin (Baldur's Gate), Insomnia, Oral Sex, Light Bondage/Restraint, Light Bondage

I had been lost to you, flew like a moth to you by QueenBumble Summary - Every caress feels like he’s stroking her with intent. Fuck. This can’t be normal. Then she remembers the chocolate wrapper in her pocket. Surely the chocolate didn’t do this to her. Aphrodisiacs are a myth. Right? The party's fearless death cleric is wracked with nerves at the idea of losing her virginity on the prime and makes a questionable purchase the day of Sune's Embrace. CWs and Tags - Gale/Tav (Baldur's Gate), Gale (Baldur's Gate)/Original Female Character(s), Minor or Background Relationship(s), Gale (Baldur's Gate)Original Female Character(s), Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Karlach (Baldur's Gate), Lae'zel (Baldur's Gate), Halsin (Baldur's Gate), Wyll (Baldur's Gate), Shadowheart (Baldur's Gate), Dammon (Baldur's Gate), Aphrodisiacs, Oral Sex, Valentine's Day, minor Wyll/Lae'zel, minor Karlach/Dammon, mentions of canon murder for plot reasons, Fluff, Enthusiastic Consent, humorous discussions of virginity, Best Friend Karlach (Baldur's Gate), Halsin/Astarion if you squint, Sex Pollen, Established Relationship

If Magic Be The Language of Love, Cast On by deerancha Summary - Gale and Lae’zel have had a purely physical relationship during their travels together. But Gale craves a deeper, more meaningful connection. Does a date really translate across their cultures? A silly little first date for the Discord Gale-ntines Day challenge. CWs and Tags - Gale/Lae'zel (Baldur's Gate), Gale (Baldur's Gate), Lae'zel (Baldur's Gate), First Dates, Dating, Awkward Dates, Flirting, Hopeless Romantic Gale (Baldur's Gate), Gale romances Lae’zel, Dinner DateFluff and Smut, Some Fluff, Gale is clearly sapiosexual, Gale loves to learn, Smut, Oral SexVaginal Sex, Passion, Lae’zel learns to have romantic feelings, I just like the dynamic of these two

There's Always A First Time for Everything by AshieMashie Summary - Astra and Gale have been living in the tower in Waterdeep for the past six months since they defeated the Elder Brain with their companions. Astra has some insecurities about living up to Gale experience in bed and in most intimate situations. She finds the perfect gift to help her over come these insecurities in a tome she finds and decides to uncharacteristically initiate some intimate activities with her wizard. CWs - Gale/Tav (Baldur's Gate), Gale (Baldur's Gate)/Original Female Character(s), Gale (Baldur's Gate), Praise Kink, Soft Dom Gale (Baldur's Gate), First Time Blow Jobs, Domestic Fluff, Light Dom/sub, Aftercare, Post Act 3 (so spoilers for end game)

Please do leave some kudos and a comment if you enjoy the works! Well done to all entrants, thank you for joining and I hope you all had some fun with it~

#gale-ntine #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #bg3 fanfiction #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #fanfic #ao3fic #ao3 fanfic #Valentine's Day Fic Collection #AO3 collection

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quinn-loki-02 · 1 year

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I love you and I will never let you go

The team is on a trip. It's something new for them. It was kindly offered by Shepherd. It's seen as a team bonding thing. A cement allowing the bond between the team to grow even stronger.

It is in fact a time y/n find herself appreciating. When there is no mission pressure, no war, no weapon, no fighting, no threat. Just a moment to relax, enjoy life. It feels like these moments are rare.

These vacations were at first very... new to some in the team.

Ghost never went abroad when he was a kid. Vacations? Free-time? Fun-time? Never heard of. The first time he went abroad was with the army. And of course it was not to get a tan.

Even today, there is a part in him that seems unable to accept letting go of the pressure. He is constantly on the lookout. Probably afraid his demons are gonna crawl back to him. Probably afraid an ennemy is planning something in this moment of peace.

The first days are especially difficult. His reflexes kick in ; he doesn't sleep much, any sound wake him up, his body is tense, he is always looking behind his back. Nevertheless, as the second week goes on, he gets more relaxed.

Price had not taken a single break from work in months. In the first place, these vacations had been instaured for Price to ease off on the pressure ; but Shepherd had never had the gutts to tell him.

He had said “the team needs vacations. I think it could be a good bonding exercice. You could hang out without the pressure of missions. I've already booked you 3 weeks on a island in the Bahamas.”

“Who is going?” answered Price

“All of you ; Ghost, Soap, König, Gaz, y/n, Alejandro, Rudy and you, Price.” replied Shepperd.

The team spends a good amount of time at the beach. Gaz and Soap really enjoy sunbathing and swimming.

The swimming pool at the hotel is also a team favorite. Ghost often goes there with König and y/n.

The team rarely entirely split; they often stay at least in pairs. A military thing ; never be alone.

After a day spent at the beach, with dinner for everyone brought to Price's room, where the team had decided to spend the evening, y/n craves a sweet tooth.

She decides to go downstairs where some automatic distributors offer her favorite chocolate bar.

“I'm coming with you Liebling if you want” offered König

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König had always been kind with y/n. He constantly wants to make sure she is okay. In fact, all team members lookout after eachother. But y/n had grown closer to König, Soap and Ghost in the last months.

König and her would often have late night talks about anything and everything. They confess to one another; about their past, fears, past relationships. They also evoke their future, the homes they would like to live in, the numbers of kids they would want.

Their relationship has always been platonic, König sees y/n as a sister... well, he would want to only see her as a sister but never build up the courage to confess his feelings.

Soap brings happiness in y/n life. He is always here to cheer her up and she does the same to him. You're feeling sad? Let's grab a glass in the nearest bar. Let's do karaoke. Let's cook...

He is his sunshine in the darkness.

Ghost and Y/n never thought they would grow close. But after an unsuccessful mission in Kazakhstan that left mental damage to Y/n, Simon couldn't help but feel the necessity to help her through this difficult period.

As she was helping civilians getting out of a building, she took a severely harmed child in her arms. She made it to the car with the little boy but he died in her arms, scared and in pain. His blood was all over her body. She always told herself she should have done more. What if she had been run quicker, what if she had told the driver to drive faster? She took the full blame of his death.

Simon had seen her at her lowest, crying, wanting to committ suicide to not feel this pain anymore, having panic attacks. He had never judged her, was always there for her, even in the middle of the night when she knocked at his door tears rolling down her cheeks.

They sometimes slept in the same bed. Simon was afraid her suicidal thoughts would push her to do something irredeemable, so they would sleep together. He hold her tight in his arms to make sure she wouldn't escape, she wouldn't leave him. This is the best sleep he ever had.

Being held close, tight in his arms brought y/n a safety feeling, as if Simon protected her from the horrors of the world and from her demons.

She enjoyed his compagny, he was the one she pictured in her future, but would never dare to admit it. Afraid that the confession of her feelings would break the bond they have.

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“No it's okay, thank you, I'm just going to get a chocolate bar. I'll be back in two minutes” y/n answered kindly, a soft smile on her face.

She exited the room and took the stairs. As she arrived at the first floor, she heard a kid asked her mother for a bag of sweets.

“please mommy. Can I have some? I swear I won't ask you for anything else ever” asked the little boy.

“No, we have sweets at home” answered the adult.

“but please... please, mommy, we don't have this type of candy” tried the kid.

“I said no, stop now” she replied, a bit more coldy.

Y/n was starting to feel unease. Eversince the mission in Kazakhstan when the kid had passed away in her arms while she told him that everything was going to be fine, she had trouble being around kids.

She felt like she did a promise to this kid and was unable to keep it.

“but please mommy”

“I said no” shouted the mother while taking the boy by its arms and dragging him violently. At the same time, a father entered the hall where the distributor was with a crying baby.

Y/n was walking towards the distributor, her vision getting slightly dizzy and darker. As if the walls of the room started to constrict her.

When she arrives in front of it, she puts her hands on the machine, one on each side, trying to get a hold on something, a grip on reality.

She is not on the field. She is in a safe place.

Her eyes are now closed, her hands holding on the distributor as if she was holding on a life rope.

If she let the fear seize her she would have a panic attack.

“breathe, come on... 1, 2,3... it's okay” she mutters to herself.

But, it was getting worse. She already had had panic attacks. But she was never alone when it happened. Soap or Ghost had always been there with her. They would hold her and calm her down, keeping the wave of panic under control.

But at this moment, she starts to feel like she is drowning. She is drifting away from the shore, getting in the abysses of darkness. The room is getting black around her, tight, uprising...

Another person enters, the bell of the door sounding like gunshots to her ears.

She knows it is it... she is having a panic attack, the symptoms are there and she wouldn't be able to stop it by herself. She has to go back to Price's room, where everyone is.

Y/n opens her eyes, her breath short, shaky, unsteady. She looks at her hands that are in front of her... horror vision. They are covered in blood.

The same blood from the kid in Kazakhstan she wasn't able to save.

There is in fact no blood on her hands, she knows it, but her mind is playing tricks on her. It's too powerful. She cannot think straight.

“shit, shit, shit” she thinks, trying to srcub off the blood from her hands.

There is now only one thing on her mind ; run to go to Price's room.

But her feet are not answering as she wants them to. She is moving way to slow to her opinion.

Each step is a torture, her lungs filling with few air that seems to cut her insides like razor blades. She barely sees anything, cannot hear.

She has not realized it but she is crying, shaking. Her eyes are filled with tears, mascara dripping, cheeks red.

As she arrives to the steps taken earlier she tells herself she is not going to make it. She will die here.

Climbing each stair is an ordeal. She feels like an alpinist, arriving at the top of the Himalayas, where the air is rare and each movement gathers all the strenght her body has.

As she finishes going upstairs, there are 10 meters until the door to the room, her salvation.

She tries to speak, scream, shout, squawk, but no sound comes from her throat.

Her feet drag her to this door, she feels like she is dying, her body giving her out. She is on the verge of falling to her feet and give up.

She raises her hand and knock to the door, bang at it. She uses her last strenght and is now madly banging at it with her two fists.

After 5 seconds that felt like eternity, Ghost opens the door, concern written over his face.

“gosh... y/n what happened?” he anxiously asks.

But she falls on the floor, unable to answer. She curls up, closes her fists. Her heart is beating a thousand times per minute. She cannot breathe and feels like she is being buried alive.

Simon picks her up. The whole team is now running towards the door to see what is happening.

He holds her tight in his arms, her face in his neck.

“shhh... everything is okay. You are safe now. No one will hurt you” Ghost whispers in her ear.

Ghost is now inside the room with her, the door has been closed by Gaz.

Soap, König, Alejandro, Price and Gaz are now around Ghost and y/n.

They all seem on high alert. What happened? Has someone attacked her downstairs? Has she seen someone, an ennemy? What could put her in this state?

Ghost goes to sit on the king size bed at the right of the room.

Soap and Alejandro kneel and pat her back while Price and Gaz seem unaware of what to do.

In fact, Price and Gaz had never seen someone having a panic attack. They have no idea of what is happening.

“are you hurt?” asks Alejandro, anxiety filling his voice. He starts patting her body, looking for any visible wound, any evidence someone has attacked her. But there is no blood, no sign she is in physical pain due to that.

Ghost's smells starts to ease her. She tries to breathe as best as she can.

Soap takes her left hand in his and caresses the back of her hand with his thumb. “Her hand is cold, jeez, she is freezing” he thinks to himself.

“it's okay. Come on, breathe, please, breathe. Inhale... 1, 2,3 and exhale... 1,2,3” says Ghost in the calmest tone he can. He is, in fact also panicking and trying to calm himself down.

Y/n do as told, she has taken Ghost's huge biceps in her right hand and squeezes it. She tries to focus on her breath.

After a few minutes she is able to see and fully hear again. As she opens her eyes and looks at the two men kneeling to her and Price and Gaz standing a few feet away she starts to realize what has happened. They are looking at her, sadness, concern, pity, fear written over their faces.

Soap is the first one to speak.

“hey... do you feel better?”

She is still holding his hand. She wonders when he had taken her hand, she hadn't realized it before but now feel warm expanding in her hand and arm.

“I don't know” she honestly answers. She doesn't know what to feel. She felt like she was dying, she really thought is was her end.

“what happened? Did someone hurt you preciosa?” asked Alejandro

Ghost was now lightly stroking her hair and holding her waist as she was still sitting on his thighs.

“No. I got a flashback of what happened in Kazakhstan. I thought I was able to control it, but there was a baby crying and... and” panic was threatening to bubble to the surface again

“Shhhhh, don't worry, you are safe now” adds König, now close to her.

Her eyelids were getting heavier. Panic attacks always drained her out.

“I think I should bring you back to your room. You seem exhausted.” states Ghost

“yes please, if you don't mind” she responds in a whisper.

Ghost stood up, carrying her in his arms, bridal style.

“I will bring her to her room, I will see you tomorrow at 9 for breakfast” he adds while looking at the men.

“sure, take care of her” concludes Price.

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Ghost is putting her in her king size bed, drapping her in comfortable sheets after taking off her shoes and coat.

“Please, don't leave me” she asks while looking in his eyes

“Never. I'm not going anywhere” he tells her

He takes his shoes and pants off, sliding under the sheets with her. She turns her body to face him. He brings her closer to him and wrap his arms around her body. She can feel his heartbeat in his chest and it is the most relaxing feeling ever. She falls asleep in a minute, but think she might have heard him whisper “I will never leave you. I love you and I would never let you go”.

#callofduty #ghost #simon ghost riley #könig #könig cod #hurt #comfort #mentionofsuicide #mention of death

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kayla-crazy-stuffs · 2 years

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Wanted to request a story. George was craving something sweet so he started to make brownies. Getting distracted by something he left the bowl on the counter. They Borrowers Dream and Sapnap decide to get a taste of the mix, well they fall in. George coming back finds two tinies in his brownie mix looking at him sheepishly. Wanted safe noms, fluff, little fear factor, tired Giant

It took a while to answer but it's finally here :D

It's a bit short though, sorry ''':) (And now that im looking at the ask again, I don't completely know if I've really added much fluff; a bit has at the end though)

Tw: Safe/soft vore, accidental fearplay, fear of dying, death mention (none happens)

George shifted in his sleep, his mind quite tired but at the same time he was quite hungry for something to eat. His subconscious was telling him to get up and go get something to eat so finally after some effort to get out of bed, he headed to the kitchen.

He looked around the kitchen cabinets for something sweet to eat, but apparently there was nothing, so he decided to bake some brownies. He began to mix various ingredients but halfway through the preparation, he noticed that something was missing from the dough, so he turned his attention to the cabinets again and began to search.

Finally, after searching for several minutes, he turned to refocus his attention on the bowl of batter, only to be met with two small stares above the batter. Dream and Sapnap, the borrowers he met a year ago, seemed to have taken advantage of his distraction to sneak into the bowl and eat/taste some of the unfinished batter.

The dark-haired man tried to brush some of the batter off himself with one hand, only causing it to spread more. “Heeey…George... Apparently Dream and I have 'accidentally' fallen into the bowl with the batter.” he said smiling shyly. “Uhhh…Would you mind helping us out?” Dream continued, brushing his hair back from his face. The human just looked at them with tired eyes before reaching for Sapnap and lifting him up with two fingers.

"Thank you George, now could you put me down please?" he said a bit nervously, not liking being too far off the 'ground'. However George brought him close to his mouth and gave him a lick, humming at the mixture of chocolate flavors and the taste of Sapnap. “What the fuck?! George! That's gross!" George stared at his little friend in silence for a few seconds before opening his mouth, shoving him headfirst into it, and closing it.

Sapnap froze for a moment. There was no way his friend would have put him in his mouth… right? "G-George?" Suddenly the tongue under him began to taste the chocolate that was on top, filling his entire mouth with saliva in a few seconds. Once he was done, he held Sapnap against his palate and swallowed the saliva. He finally released the little boy but before he had a chance to speak, he shoved him to the back of his mouth, sending him down his throat with a simple swallow.

Sapnap grimaced as his body was slightly crushed by the muscles of his throat, being sent lower and lower to his supposed end. In a short time, it finally entered the stomach. He snuggled against the nearest wall as he listened to George swallow again, hinting that he was also eating Dream. It didn't take long for him to reach the stomach and hug Sapnap in a panic.

“S-Sapnap… G-George…, has he really eaten us!? Are we going to die, Sapnap!? I don't want to die!" Dream began, being interrupted when Sapnap hugged him, shushing him gently while stroking his head with his hand. “George!? Let us out! Please!" Sapnap fell silent as George began to caress them gently from the outside.

“Look Sapnap, I'm too tired to give full information right now, but rest assured, I can control my stomach acids so you guys are safe. I'll let you out in the morning, I promise, but for now rest, I'm going to finish making the brownies to have them done for tomorrow and to eat them all together, is that okay with you?"

Sapnap thought for a moment before replying. “Okay, but a warning that this was safe before, would have been better. And don't worry about Dream, he just passed out from the shock, I'll explain it to him when he wakes up." He finished, hugging his friend closer to him as he settled down to sleep. Finally he closed his eyes, falling completely asleep.

#mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #mcyt vore #giant!george #human!george #tiny!dream #tiny!sapnap #borrower!dream #borrower!sapnap #accidental fearplay #tw vore #safe vore #soft vore #kayla answers #ask #tallstar27

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lys-lilac · 1 year

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A Surprise Proposal: Toshiki Kasumi X MC

[A/N: Blame my dream for this idea as well. But MC sharing her insecurities with him? YES YES YES! Also who doesn't like a proposal to go reverse way? All the characters belong to Voltage Inc. and this is a fictional work.]

Night: EICU HQ

It was just a normal, and hectic day for both of you. Surgeries, post operative care, out patients, meetings, and paperworks. Even though the rigorous hours in hospital were fulfilling for you, in the recent 2 years, you had been looking forward to something else every single day. That handsome face, that alluring voice, that unwavering gaze, that softness of his hand and his warmth. When you joined the hospital, you had already made up your mind not to make any more new relationships. You knew how difficult it was maintain each one, trust someone that much and the subsequent pain of them receding away farther and farther from your reach. The feeling of being unwanted, unwelcome had scarred your heart so deep that it was beyond healing. Even though everyone praised you for being a brilliant student, you couldn't help but feel pathetic often, crying over a patient's death when you were alone even though it was supposed to be your job, wanting to spend time with friends, when in reality you couldn't make one. Maybe they found you boring for being a nerd? But, you still would try to focus on the positive side of your life, your supportive parents, Asuka, who had been your emotional support. You thought earlier, you shouldn't wish for more. You should be content with this much. Little did you know, you subconsciously wanted to hold to a hand that wanted to help you, and be loved. There he was. Waiting for you, accepting all your sides with open arms, with that gentle gaze. He said it was you who saved him, but in reality, it was him who saved you from drowning in self doubt, remorse and guilt. Sometimes it even made you think whether you are dreaming, and the harsh reality will return back soon.

"MC?"

The familiar voice breaks your train of thoughts and you can't help but smile. After all, it is your day off tomorrow together.

"Dr. Kasumi."

Seeing you in a good mood, he ruffles your hair.

"Did anything good happen today? Share with me when we reach home."

"It's nothing. I am just happy to see you after a loooong day!"

With that gentle smile not leaving his lips, he casually slips your bag on his shoulders, and takes your hand in the other. Even though it has become a daily routine, you still feel all your tiredness wash away with his simple gesture.

"Good night everyone."

"Oh how I could kill to be in your place..."

Dr. Kyogoku mumbles while typing a patient record.

"I owe you one, oh dear Chairman bodyguard!"

"MC, the new stock you promised."

Dr Ekuni's voice comes lazily from the office couch.

"Got it. 5 flavors of jelly, and the curry ramen. But it goes to our joint snack account!"

"Yes ma'am, very grateful."

You can't tell if he is drowsy or just enjoying the moment of peace with that relieved expression of his.

"Enjoy your day off together. And please get some sleep, you two zombies."

Dr. Hosho chuckles as he places a cup of coffee on his desk.

"Who are you calling a zombie? Isn't a prince surviving on coffee more zombie like?"

"Just admit you suck at joking Dr. Kasumi. Your words and that chilling gaze are 180° to each other."

Dr. Takado replies looking at his cooking ramen.

Even though Kasumi tries to joke, all HQ members have long known it will fail mostly. But knowing him, he won't mind either way, even though he pouts slightly. Then we proceed home.

Night: Kasumi's Apartment

"Should we watch this?"

"Your choice, I am fine with your picks."

Kasumi replies as he places two cups of hot chocolate on the table.

For a change of pace, you have decided to watch a movie together. Yes, visiting places on dates is really fun, but just enjoying each other's company at home is sometimes more of what you crave.

As you tap the start button, you drape a blanket over both of you.

"Should I raise the temperature of air-con a little more?"

Thinking you are cold, he pulls you closer to him.

"What if I say I just wanted to be cozy?"

"Should we postpone the movie for tomorrow and do something else tonight then?"

"You- we should continue the movie purr-ty please..."

"Pfft, got it."

Silently burying your face on his chest to hide your red cheeks, you get amazed by the common fact that all this time you have spent together, you still can't understand how he is so smooth with his words. But at least he seems happy, so it's worth it.

The movie is about the nemesis of a famous detective, but from his point of view. Why he committed crimes, what was his view of an ideal world and upto what extent he could sacrifice to reach his goal. You have been a fan of the manga series, so were over the moon when the movie was announced. And now you got the chance to watch it! As for Kasumi, he showed interest in the manga when you shared it with him, and now he enjoyed it as well.

As the movie is about halfway, your eyes start to get heavy. The protagonist is standing in a field full of white lillies, and while gazing at the blue sky, mumbles to himself that if the detective and him can be born again, it would be lucky if they can be true friends that time and not enemies.

Maybe it's the work fatigue, or the serene scenery of the movie, or perhaps the comfort of being with Kasumi, that you decide to spill the thoughts you had in the hospital earlier.

"Kasumi?"

"Mm? Are you sleepy?"

"A little. But I want to share with you why I was actually smiling earlier in the HQ. Be patient until I finish my words okay?"

"Alright."

Leaning on his shoulder, you close your eyes to put the right words on your thoughts and to convey it to him clearly.

"You know, back when I was in med school, I felt pathetic and disgusted by myself often. Even though everyone encouraged me saying I will become a good doctor in the future, in that process, they subsequently killed my heart by indirectly implying that I shouldn't expect happiness in the process. I also wanted to visit places with friends, grab dinner with them and just have a good time sometimes. But that had become impossible for someone like me. Of course, Asuka became my sole Anam Cara* later, but those lingering feelings would never go."

"..."

You knew he would listen to you and wouldn't interrupt, so fighting your drowsiness, you continue.

"I do believe in miracles. But I never thought I would be blessed with such a great miracle, that is, meeting you. My first impression of you was that of a disciplined and top surgeon, someone I should admire and aspire to be. I used to see your care for your patients. That's when I thought, what a gentle heart he has. I hope may he stay happy. When you saved me from that speeding truck, what I was more shocked at rather than the accident was the fact that why did you save me? Your care and love that is like a vast expanse of the sky, soothing to watch at, but at the same time was so far from me, could I perhaps reach it? I was conflicted by own feelings. I was scared that I would hurt you, or maybe would hurt myself if I came to know you already had a significant other. That's why I still feel like dreaming that such a kind person accepted someone like me."

"MC..."

You could feel his bangs softly caressing you, that result in making you feel even more sleepy.

"So if I say I want to be with you, is that okay? If I say let's get married, and grow old together.... is... that... o-okay..."

As you are almost about to express your innermost feelings, sleep takes over you.

"Not even waiting for me to reply? My cute MC, you again suceeded in stealing my heart for the umpteenth time. As for the answer--"

He turns off the TV, lifts you up to take you to the bedroom and carefully whispers midway so as to not wake you up...

"The answer's always been yes."

(*Anam Cara- A soul friend who supports you and you rely on them whenever you face any problem)

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