#lat night ramblings

[emissary-of-the-moon]

Im committing to the bit and 90% of my fic titles will be directly ripped off from fall out boy

#im really bad at titles #moon emissary talks #lat night ramblings

[anadorablekiwi]

My goodness I love night time

The dark peacefulness. The stars and the moon. Wind blowing through the trees. Crickets chirping. The world is asleep. Peace is restored

#kiwi rambles #I hate that I have to go to sleep #I just wanna wrap myself up in a blanket and set up the hammock and just lat outside looking at the stars #and listening to the wind gently caressing the trees and their leaves #just #ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #there’s a great comfort in the darkness of night #I love it

[ham-st4r]

𝓢𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 - 𝓛. 𝓗𝓮𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓾𝓷𝓰

🍿Pairing: heeseung + female reader🥤

Warnings: one use of the F word.

Genre: fluff, best friends to something more.

Summary: you hadn't seen your best friend in a while, so he invited you to his apartment to hang out. Before you know it, it's past midnight, and he's asking you to have a sleepover.

Number of words: 1741

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Heeseung, your best friend, had invited you over to his apartment to catch up with you and play some video games after not seeing you for a while, games soon turned into dinner, and then dinner turned into a movie, and after said movie had ended, it was already midnight somehow.

You stretch out on his sofa as the credits roll by, and heeseung turns the lights back on. “Well, I think I should head home now.”

Heeseung frowns at the mention of you leaving. “Already?” He plopped back down next to you with a pout.

“Already?! Heeseung, it’s past midnight!” you exclaim.

“So?” He asks with a shrug popping an M&M into his mouth.

“It’s literally a school day tomorrow” you glare at him and steal one of his M&M's.

“Right, I forgot,” he hummed and nodded his head in understanding. “I forgot that I don’t give a fuck!” you chuckled and slapped his shoulder.

“You’re so stupid, hee,” you giggle.

“I’m not stupid, what’s stupid is that everyone at school gets to see you every day, but I don’t.”

“Well, that’s just the way it is” you stood and walked toward the door to put on your shoes.

“Wait!” He shouts from across the room with a crazy look in his eyes as he walks over to you and lightly shakes your shoulders. “We can have a sleepover!” He smiles brightly, and you can tell how proud he is of his idea from the way he's smiling from ear to ear.

You chuckled lightly and shook his hands off your shoulders. “And why would we do that?”

“To spend more time together” he looks at you weirdly and states the obvious, or at least it was obvious to him.

“Hee, I’ve been here for nearly ten hours,” you whine. It’s not like you didn’t enjoy spending time with him, but it was late, and you wanted to go home.

He just ignored you and started mapping out his little plan. “So, what I was thinking is we watch another movie,” he said, rummaging through his DVDs while he was on his knees in front of his tv stand. “Oh, and I have some of your favorite ice cream in the freezer that you can have.”

You just watched him go on and on about what else he wanted to do.

After a few minutes, you had tuned his voice out, wondering why you decided to even come over in the first place, but then you remembered you wanted to be a good friend and keep him company for the day, but you didn't know his plan was to hold you, hostage, all the night long.

You shook your head a bit, snapping out of your thoughts, and he was still talking.

“The other day, I bought this heated blanket I still have yet to try” he was just rambling, trying to say anything to make you stay. “Do you want to try it together?” He finally slides the DVD into the player and sits back on the sofa, looking at you with hopeful eyes.

“Hee, it’s lat-” He cuts your words before you can even finish.

“Even more reason for you to stay. It’s late, and you shouldn’t travel while it’s dark. You know, I wouldn’t forgive myself if something ever happened to my dearest best friend.”

You stood there with an expressionless face.

He was so shameless, using all your weaknesses against you, and now he was throwing logic into the mix. “Come on, y/n, please. I even put on our favorite movie,” that’s it. He presented an offer you couldn’t refuse, and you kinda hated and loved him for it.

You just sighed and stepped out of your shoes, trudging back over to his insanely comfortable couch. And sitting down on it. “Does this mean you’re staying?” he asks you with puppy eyes.

You glared at him and gulped, eyes flicking to the TV nervously. “Go get my ice cream,” you said in a stern voice.

“Alright!” He smiled and hopped off the couch, running to the kitchen and retrieving your ice cream.

He came back from the kitchen with a giddy smile, and you couldn’t help but smile as well, although you frowned when he only brought one bowl of ice cream. “Where’s yours?”

“I uhh,” a blush spreads across his face before answering. “I only bought a small one specially for you” he cut his eyes at you and tucked his hands under his thighs.

Your heart swelled at the cute gesture, and you dipped the spoon in the bowl, holding it up to his mouth. He parted his lips slightly, allowing you to spoon-feed him a taste of your ice cream. “Good?” You smiled at him softly, and he just nodded with a bashful expression.

“Oh! I forgot” he got back up and went to his room, grabbed the infamous heated blanket, and plugged it in before draping it over you both, making sure the temperature wasn’t too high.

Once you finished your ice cream, you snuggled into the warmth of the blanket, and you can’t lie that it felt absolutely amazing, especially after eating the chilly ice cream. Ten out of ten, definitely worth spending the night.

Heeseung shifted a bit under the blanket, nuzzling into the couch as he focused on the movie that played on the screen.

About an hour into the movie, you had made more popcorn for the both of you and brought some soda with you as you sat back down on the sofa. “I could have made it, you know,” Heeseung whispered to you.

“I know I just wanted to do something for you since you bought me ice cream” you smiled genuinely, and he felt his heart melt at that moment. No one could convince him that you weren’t an absolute angel.

“Thank you,” he mutters shyly and turns back to the tv as your gaze lingers on him just a second longer before digging into the freshly made bag of popcorn.

Once you were both done eating, you pulled the blanket up around yourself and rested your head on his chest.

He leaned into you a little more and wrapped an arm around you, hugging you closer as you hummed in contentment while the rest of the movie played.

Occasionally he’d brush his thumb over your shoulder soothingly. You looked up at him when he did this, scrunching your nose with a smile, He mirrored your expression and accompanied it with a playful laugh that resonated in his chest.

When the movie ended, you both stood up, stretching a bit and cleaning up your mess. It was now nearing two in the morning, and heeseung knew you should have been sleeping sooner, but he selfishly kept you up late.

“No, no, I got it,” he reassured you. Taking all the items, you had used it's the least he could do.

“Are you sure?” You say not wanting him to clean up all by himself.

“Positive,” he smiled and headed to the trash bin tossing away all the candy wrappers and napkins. He threw the empty soda cans away and washed the dishes before turning off the light in his kitchen.

He came back to the living room smiling at you, covered with the blanket. “Sorry I kept you up so late. I feel bad now,” he pouted, and you made room for him to sit back down.

“It’s fine, hee I had so much fun with you tonight” you smile earnestly, letting him know you meant every single word.

“Yeah? He fiddled with his chubby fingers and looked down at his lap, that was covered in Star Wars themed pajamas. “Maybe we could do it again soon” he looks at you with a glint in his eyes.

“Definitely!” You say excitedly, already looking forward to spending another day like this with him.

He smiles warmly and stands up abruptly, picking you up in his arms. “Hee! What are you doing” you giggle and wrap your arms around his neck.

“You have school tomorrow, remember? We need to get you some sleep” He laughs and struggles to open his bedroom door. Once he managed to twist the knob, he nudged it open with his foot, gently laying you down on his bed and tucking you in afterward.

“What about you?” You ask, noticing he wasn’t getting into bed with you.

“It’s fine. I’ll sleep here” he pulls out his gaming chair and grabs a thin sheet from his closet.

You snorted out a laugh as he adjusted in the small chair. His long limbs did not help the situation, and you could see him already shivering from the lack of warmth the thin sheet provided.

He cracked his left eye open, and you instantly stopped laughing. “What are you laughing at? This is perfectly comfortable” he shifted again, and you laughed again. “Seriously, it’s the best seat in the house. I can literally just wake up and turn on my computer and start gaming” at this point, you know he’s lying just so he wouldn't make you uncomfortable, but you really didn't mind sleeping in the same bed with him.

He turned on his side and nearly fell onto the floor. You didn’t even try to hold back your laughter this time. “Wow, this is what I get for trying to make you comfortable,” he playfully rolled his eyes.

“Hee stop playing games and bring your butt to bed” you pulled back the covers so he could join you, and he bolted out of the chair right away, sighing in relief when his back hit the soft mattress.

“Are you sure you’re comfortable with this?” He asks.

“I have school tomorrow,” you remind him so he can keep quiet and let you sleep.

“Like I said, the chair is the best seat in the hous-“ you cupped your hand over his mouth, stopping him from spewing out any more nonsense.

You removed your hand from his mouth and lowered it around his torso, resting it there. “Goodnight, hee,” you whisper softly.

“Goodnight, y/n,” he mutters and rests his hand over yours, and you smile, catching the warm smile that spreads over his features as your eyes flutter shut, and just before you wander to dreamland, you feel him press a soft kiss to your cheek.

Yeah, you definitely couldn’t wait to have another sleepover.

FIN.

#heeseung #heeseung fanfic #heeseung fluff #enhypen fluff #enhypen #engene #enhypen heeseung #lee heeseung

[inkspottie]

you: (drops chapter 37)

me at 12 at night getting the notification and reading it going from sobbing uncontrollably to vibrating in place excited for rockstar lolmike: (various levels of screaming)

I'm sorry if this is long and rambling but your such a good writer.

anyways all seriousness this chapter hit me like a freight train and watered my crops at the same time. ill be up all night thinking of what has and will happen in the near future of LAT.

I'm glad Jeremy and Stanley where there when henry was being cornered by peepaw, he was surviving as well as he could but henrys old af and broke his arm. there's only so much he can do and I shiver thinking of what would have happened if they came too late.

honestly i hope rockstar lolmike is base on rockstar foxy just because birdbit (lolbit but a bird) would be cool af. the puns lolbit could say out loud, the dad jokes henry and them could share. the cuddles mike and birdbit could have! I'm going to lovingly kiss lolbit on the head and tuck them in for everything they have done for mike and the promise they kept even in the thick of it all. also the thing with foxy not killing you and helping you if his bird likes you is a cool dynamic.

also I HOPE PEEPAW CHOKES ON HIS OWN POOR LIFE DICISIONS AND THE ONLY THING THAT CAN SAVE HIM IS A GUILTY CONSCIOUS CAUSE HE SURE AS HELL LACKS THAT. I HATE THAT POOR EXCUSE OF A MAN AND AN INSULT TO MONSTERS MORE THEN I CAN DESCRIBE. MY PASSIONATE HATE FOR THAT OLD FOOL WILL BURNS AS BRIGHT AS THE FIRE I WILL SET HIM ON FIRE WILL.

Hehehe I’m glad you liked it! I love that description ‘hit me like a freight train and watered my crops at the same time’ cuz that’s pretty much sums up my writing xD

But I’m excited to show you all the design I have for rockstar Lolbit. It might not be what you all have in mind, but I hope itll a good surprise. Still working on the design but!! I promise it’ll be good. I hope xD

#spottie speaks #about laughing at tragedy #hehehehe

[sofreddie]

How do you keep marching forward when your very soul is hobbled?

#not spn #lat night ramblings #life is hard

[amerasdreams]

1700 words today!

I finally got a day where I got enough sleep. And had time to write. I had to go in the other room tho. I need a quiet space to write or I can't concentrate enough. I don't know why I didn't think of that before. I had to make a makeshift desdk w a Tupperware thing

Yay I got to write!

Now we are to the point he has to take it easy. So we won't have as much "adventure" and some more investigation. Wrap up loose ends. Some anyway. Not know if something will happen...

I need to make some more exciting things happen. About time. But how much. How far will they go is the question. How far should they.

We have to build ro a climax tho, create peril so it doesn't just fizzle out. After all this. If you got this far. It has to be worth it. Epic.

I got to do this. If only fot myself.

Getting there. Maybe to make up for this I'll work on writing all week til March. Finish. Idk if I can by then. But maybe building up this much will help me write nonstop. :) if I can.... no more setbacks...

Finish then write shorter fanfic between longer novels. Hopefully. Hopefully I can finally write some novel that can be published. And a lot per year. With all the other things I have to do.... all this year, work nonstop while also getting enough rest lol. But I have to make up for lost time. Time sucked down an abyss to who knows where. With that much loss can I even get somewhere. Well I worked on writing... all that just practice, not for the main event.. can I do it finally?? Is it good enough?? Enough foundation to make something salvageable? That someone will actually like to read???

#writing #fanfic #wip #rambling #caffeine #somwhow i slept good enough #woke up lat night again

[emmet-appreciation]

It’s a little early to be saying this, I think but-

ghsdhf thank you all so much for your kind words and ghsdjf just-

Just liking my lil animatic hg- ;w;

I’ve spent copious amounts of hours hunched over my desk and shgakjdfh I’m just,, so glad to see everyone enjoying it so much ghsdh

#mun rambles #not emmet #i don't know if i'll do something like this again #i will dedicate my youtube channel to submas tho- #Submas on Youtube 2020 #BUT!! seeing ya'll say good things about it makes me so happy ghhdf i love you all ;w; #also #there were MANY times when I was working on this late at night (i work better at night time tbh) and my mom would pop in #she yelled at me because i slept too lat eghkjdshf #so #no new animatics for awhile #uhm #i'll work on my ask blogs tho :D!! #teehee

[artnstuffkat]

ok y’all here are my personal hcs:

- english blue

- history red

- math green

science is still undetermined.

#late night rambles #not really lat enight but

[fanartfunart]

Why was I not adequately prepared?

CAPTAIN MARVEL IS AWESOME?!? AND I WAS NOT GIVEN PROPER FOREWARNING.

#they cast Mar Vel as a woman? #GOOSe? #Carol just like- is freakin awesome? stubborn as hell omg I love her #AnD OMG THE DARLING CHILD #'aunty Carol' AAaaaaaaaaaaaa #they actually did the skrull justice for once?!? #freakin everything about this movie is great...... #(and now I can legally watch endgame. I doubt it will be any better than this tho) #unless theres Goose. the day might be saved if there's Goose #caps #not fandom #chat a lat #the late night ramblings of someone who now wants re-dos of Mar Vel as a lesbian dr/soldier #im a comic nerd ok #Mar Vel was my second Captain Marvel (the first being Billy Batson) #(I also need to watch Shazam but.... I'll have to wait longer to see my son it seems.)

[arizona2004]

Who the Real Wolves Are. part 5

Azriel x reader

word count:

warnings: Smut

When I wake in the morning, I turn to find Azriel still sleeping next to me. It’s early enough to still be dark out; even Cassian is sleeping at this hour. I notice I’m wearing one of Azriel’s shirts that are far too big for me and smile. Scooting closer to him, I drape an arm and leg over his body, soaking in his warmth, and fall back asleep.

When I wake again, he isn’t beside me, but the bed is still warm, and I can hear the water running in the bathroom. The water turns off, and a slight splashing sounds as Azriel climbs into the tub. Suddenly heat pools between my legs at the thought of Azriel naked only a few feet away. I close my legs, rubbing my thighs together, and don’t let myself think about the idea I got as I quickly stand and walk into the bathroom. Azriel looks up, and just as quickly as the confidence had come, it disappears. But I’m already in here, the closed-door at my back. 

“Good morning,” Az says, morning voice still gravelly.

 It makes my core heat, and I know he knows as he suddenly sniffs the air between us, “Can I join you,” I take a few steps forward. He doesn’t say anything, so I slip out of my panties. “I won’t look. Promise,” I say, stepping into the tub. As I lower myself into the water, I slowly lift the shirt so that it doesn’t touch the water. His eyes never leave mine, though. Just as my ribs hit the water, I slip one arm from the shirt and use it to cover my breasts as I pull it the rest of the way off and throw it to the side.

We’re seated across from one another. Azriel with his legs out in front of him, feet on either side of my butt. And me with my knees pulled up to my chest, forearms resting across them. He still hasn’t said anything. I bite my lip nervously, regretting this when he says, “don’t do that.”

I look back at him, confused, “do what?”

“Bite your lip like that.”

Azriel’s pov

As inconspicuously as possible, I move my hands to cover my groin. Not because I’m embarrassed, I just don’t need her seeing how easily she made me hard. My cock is aching to feel her and has ever since she walked into this bathroom smelling the way she did. Wanting. It’s not as bad as last night, though. I love you, she had said. As if anything could have made me harder. The second the words left her lips, my heart stopped beating, and blood rushed to my cock. When I turned around, though, she was already asleep. And now here she is naked in the bath across from me, biting her lip. If only it were my teeth tugging that lip. 

One of her legs gently pushed away from her body and ran along my own leg, “you seem tense. If you want I could give you a massage. She pushed up to her knees and moved closer to me. Before she could get too much closer, I stood as fast as I could and grabbed the towel from the rack, wrapping it around my waist.

“You probably shouldn’t. I have to work, so I’ll see you later.”

Y/N pov

He just left. Maybe he doesn’t want to have sex with me. Maybe he isn’t aroused by me. I honestly hoped that was it because that was better than him running away because of what I said last night. It was better than him not loving me.

*

The rest of the morning Azriel studiously avoids me, and when we end up in the same room he avoids my gaze. Quickly anxious thoughts fill my mind. My stomach churns, and for the rest of the day, I feel as though I need to empty my stomach. When I end up in Feyre’s painting room with Mor draped on a lounge talking about a female she bedded last night, I can’t help but blurt out my inner thoughts.

“Azriel doesn’t want to have sex with me,” I cringe. The words come out quickly and louder than I intended. “Or he might not be in love with me at all. I don’t really know; I told him I love him, but-” I ramble until Mor cuts me off.

“You told him you love him?” By now, Feyre’s put her brush down, and both females are facing me. “Did he say it back?”

I start shaking my head slowly, “I fell asleep.”

“You haven’t talked to him?” Feyre asks.

“I tried to do something this morning. I don’t know. I just joined him in the tub, hoping we could do something, ya know? But he left pretty quickly, and he hasn’t mentioned lat night.”

Mor and Feyre glance at one another, “Just talk to him,” Feyre suggests.

“Yeah. be really upfront about it.”

*

I didn’t even need to finish my sentence before Feyre agreed to fly me up to the house of wind. She left me on the balcony with instructions to the training room before returning to her painting. I paced the halls before I even got the courage to go to the training rooms. When I did, though, I was more confident than I wished I’d been. I walked straight in and shouted, “Do you love me?”  as soon as I met Azriel's eyes across the room. 

A slight cough sounded to my left. I turned to see Cassian, but a second later, he and Rhys shuffled out of the room. My cheeks turned red, and Azriel moved to stand. He looked a little startled when I asked, but now his expression was carefully blank. 

“If you don’t, that's okay. I just can’t stand not knowing,” I mumble, looking down.

He lifts my chin with a finger and looks straight into my eyes, “how could you ever think I didn’t love you?” he says, “I’ve always loved you.”

My heart like it skips 3 beats, “Always?”

“Always. Well, since I met you anyways.”

“Oh.” 

“Oh?”

“I just don’t understand. You love me. But you don’t want to have sex with me,” I said questioningly. 

He releases a huff of laughter, “Is that what this is about? This morning?”

“You’ve been avoiding me since last night.”

“Last night? You mean when you drunkenly told me you love me and passed about before I could even turn around?”

Another blush rises to my cheeks, “I didn’t feel drunk when I said it. And just because I was doesn’t mean I didn’t mean it.”

A grin spreads across his cheeks, “so you love me then?”

“Of course I love you, Az. But you still haven’t told me why you don’t want to have sex with me.”

Somehow his grin widens even more, “You were grieving, and last night you were also drunk, then this morning I wasn’t sure you still weren’t, and I wasn’t sure you loved me. I wanted to wait until you loved me. But none of that is any reason not to have sex now.”

I redden more, taking a step back, “not here,” I whisper out.

“No?”

This really isn’t how I imagined it would be. Not here.”

“But a bathroom at 7 am is how you imagined it?” he smirks.

“That was different,” he raises his eyebrows in question, “I just had an urge then.”

His eyes sparkled with delight at that, “And right now you don't have the feral urge to pounce on me?” he asks with that insufferable smirk.

I let my eyes glance over his sweaty muscled body for only a second before backing away, resisting the urge to let him take me now, “I’ll see you at dinner tonight,” I open the door at my back now, “and then I hope to see a lot more of you after that,” I step out the door, leaving it slightly jarred behind me. 

His laughter sounds as I walk back down the hall, “smooth,” I hear him say in the distance. 

*

After Rhys drops me off at the River house, I head straight inside and up to the bedroom. I spend the better part of the afternoon bathing in lavender and doing my hair. When I dress, I slip on some of the blue lacey underthings Feyre made me buy before stepping into a short white dress. I paint my face with some light makeup and walk downstairs. Dinner isn’t ready, so I walk into the sitting room where Rhys is watching Nyx. Carefully, I sit on the floor to play with him. Minutes later, when Azriel walks in, Nyx is in my lap, squishing my cheeks together. Azriel stops in the doorway, looking at me, “what,” I ask.

“Nothing. You just look really beautiful, is all,” he says, before panicking slightly and adding in a rush, “not that you don’t always look beautiful. Because you do.”

I laugh quietly, turning back to Nyx, babbling in my lap. “Dinner’s ready,” Feyre calls from the dining room. I lift Nyx up to Rhys, letting him flip the giggling child over his shoulder to dangle down behind his back.

Azriel helps me to my feet and walks by my side into the dining room. As soon as the food was served, Azriel placed a hand on my thigh, running a finger in circles. I sipped wine, trying to ignore him, but slowly the circles rose, and Azriel's fingers were above the hem of my dress. When he did finally stop, it was only to spread his palm over my thighs and squeeze, slipping his fingers between them, inching them apart. I tried bearing the teasing, but when Azriel’s fingers grazed my clit I had to snap my legs shut and pry his fingers away. 

He kept to himself for the remainder of dinner, thankfully. But as soon as the plates were clearing away, he found any and every excuse to touch me. He hardly said anything, only shooting me devious smirks. After a few more minutes, we quietly excused ourselves, but I’m sure everyone knew what was going on anyways. 

As soon as we turned out of view of the others, Azriel turned me around and started kissing me as he walked us to the bedroom. His lips were soft, and his tongue was harsh as he kissed me. Pushing me against the door, he fumbled for the handle. When the door was finally pushed open, his hands instead found my hips, and his lips started kissing down my neck as he pushed me back against the door, letting it slam shut. 

Azriel's hands started sliding from my hips back toward my hips, but then he stopped, pulling back altogether, “If you’re not ready, that’s okay. We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to,” he said.

“Oh, I definitely want to,” I reply, pushing him back onto the bed. A look of shock passes over his face, but he lets me climb on top of him. I sit on his thighs, leaning my hands on his chest to run his shirt up. It takes a moment to maneuver it around his wings, but once it's off, I run hands over his abs. Not wanting to leave even a little but untouched. He groans slightly, as I run a finger over one of his nipples. I smirk and lean forward to place a kiss on the peaked nipple. He groans louder now. It’s a deep low noise, and it is wonderful, “I take it back,” I say, looking up to him. 

“What?” he asks, confused. 

“I take back what I said about your laugh being the most beautiful noise I’ve ever heard. That noise. That’s the most beautiful noise I’ve ever heard.

His lips find mine again, and I’m swept away into oblivion. Gripping my thighs, Azriel pulls me up to it on his lower abdomen. His hands find their way to my ass and squeeze gently. I spend many minutes kissing his neck, marking him wherever I can. Then he starts pulling me further up his body, and I gasp as I’m pulled to sit directly above his face. Azriel just gives me a wicked grin before disappearing below my dress.

He drags a finger over my slit before pulling the fabric of my patines gently to the side. His tongue darts out to lick between my folds. I start collapsing forward and have to grip the headboard just to keep myself up. Azriel chuckles below me, and my legs start shaking, and I let a moan out at the feeling it sends to my core. He sucks my clit into his mouth and works magic with his tongue. I feel myself climbing toward an edge I’ve only ever found with my fingers and clench around nothing. Just as I’m about to release, however, Azriel pulls back. Then suddenly, he’s pushing me down his body and flipping us over and, in the blink of an eye, I’m laying where he had just been, and he’s kneeling above me, face wet with my juices.

“You taste absolutely divine,” he says, voice low. Then his hands are under my dress, and he’s dragging it up and over my head. After tossing it to the ground, he turns back to me, and his eyes darken as he finally gets a look at me in the lingerie. He traces the lace over my breasts before pulling a strap down slightly to suck a nipple into his mouth. I moan loud, wrapping my legs around his waist. 

His lips move up to my neck. He kisses roughly and bites gently. I’m a moaning mess beneath him, begging for more. “Please, Azriel. I need you,” I whine. 

Pulling back, finally, he removes the bra and starts tugging the panties down my legs. My legs lift straight into the air as he pulls them off my ankles, but instead of letting my legs fall, he pulls them to his shoulders. Looking me in the eyes, he starts unbuckling his pants. That’s where my gaze rests until he says, “If you wanna stop. At any point at all. Just say so, and I’ll stop. Promise.” I nod in response, still looking at his eyes when he pulls his pants and underwear down in one swift motion. 

He leans forward, pushing my legs to my chest as he pulls his pants off his legs. He lets my right leg fall from his shoulder and wrap around his waist instead, but still holds my other leg. My hands roam his chest, and my lips press to his, silently asking him to continue. I lick the seam of his lips, and a second later, his tongue darts from his mouth into mine. 

He presses meg closer to my chest and lines his cock up with my entrance. Nudging at my wetness, he groans and begins pushing in. Finally, I look down at the massive size of him. There’s no way that’ll fit, I think, but Azriel continues and slowly pushes into me.

My head falls back against the pillows, and I whimper. “Fuck! You’re wet,” Az groans. He continues pushing his cock into me and lowers my other leg to lean forward all the way. I clench my walls around him as he enters entirely. We both moan at the tight feeling. Azriel rests his hands on either side of my head and pulls out slightly before pushing himself back in. Tears stream down my face, but after a few more minutes of his gentle thrusts, the pain has practically gone, and all that is left is pleasure. 

I grip his shoulders and press my face into his neck, “faster Azriel. Please, faster,” I moan. Az obliges immediately and picks up the pace. He grips my hips and roughly thrust in and out. It only takes a minute before I cum around his cock, a screaming moan escaping my throat. Seconds later, Azriel follows, looking into my eyes he cums in me, moaning, “y/n.”

A moment later, he’s pulling out and watching his sticky white cum pool out of me. He bites his lip, obviously getting aroused by the sight, before standing and walking to the bathroom. He returns with a warm cloth in his hand and cleans the both of us up. 

When he’s done and laying by my side, he pulls me close, “are you going to say something,” he asks, “or just lay here silently, making me wonder if you hated it.”

I laugh slightly, tucking myself into the side of his body, “I definitely didn’t hate it. It was wonderful, Az. Thank you.”

“Happy to oblige,” he murmurs, kissing the top of my head just before we both fall asleep.

The next part will be the last and is just a list of headcanons I have for their future together. I didn’t want to make this story a long one

#azriel x reader #azriel x you #azriel x y/n #azriel fic #azriel imagine #azriel smut #Azzie #acotar smut #a court of thorns and roses #nyx acotar #rhysand #feyre archeron #feyre acotar

[theoldgaylion]

Lat night I was rambling with a friend of mine about Victuuri, in particular about the scene where Yuuri buys the matching rings for him and Victor.

I love the fact that.... Yuuri probably hasn't been in a relationship ever, so he doesn't even realize what something like that MEANS...... While Victor well /knows/ it but he can't fully process it, he can't believe it's happening...... But he doesn't say anything about it to Yuuri at first, he says something only after it had been acknowledged by the others later, that yes they got engaged :) 💖 and I fucking love it?? Also also they could let it be that way, yeah they're matching rings because Yuuri just wanted to thank Victor for everything he's done for him, nothing else really... AND YET Victor said "we're gonna get married when he wins a gold :)" NO FUCKING SUBTLE sjdksjdksj

AND I love Yuuri!!! He's not like naive because, well, he DOES realize that he likes Victor, but he doesn't know how to deal with romantic stuff I think, while Victor HAS BEEN DYING for something like this. They both found love from different scenarios thanks to each other: Yuuri found love for himself and let himself being loved by the others, while Victor found the love that filled the hole inside his "perfect" life.

I just love them sooooooo much 😔💖

#yuri!!! on ice #yoi #katsuki yuuri #victor nikiforov #victuuri #yuuri katsuki #viktor nikiforov #THEM......

[emissary-of-the-moon]

The worst part of making an au masterpost is having to write backstory for characters you haven't actually played the games from

#aka im autistic for twilight princess and now im struggling with every other link #i get anxiety what if i get details wrong #gonna rely a lot on the manga and hyrule historia #lat night ramblings #moon emissary talks

[bruised-pixels]

Leo always underestimated just how loud the tow truck was, especially in the more quiet area the Secrette Spelle Shoppe was located. Though it wasn’t saying much as the rest of the downtown bustled around, it still made a noticeable disturbance to Corey. He stepped out to see his half-sister’s boyfriend and his company towing truck.

“Leonardo Curious!” he greeted, his smile seeming almost painted on. “I don’t recall having to file a complaint about a misparked car. So, what brings you to my shoppe on such a night?”

He hesitated a moment. He always had to do an auditory double-take anytime he heard Corey actually talk.

“Uh... just Leo is fine. I actually was hoping to ask you something. Er... uh, a couple things actually now that I think about it.”

“Oh, yes? What burdens your mind?”

Leo paused as he stopped to look at all the customers around. Corey didn’t seem to mind at all; this was normal for him after all. But Leo hesitated as he didn’t want a crowd around him while he talked family matters.

“Uh, is there somewhere we can talk that’s a bit more private?” He asked, his voice hushed, not wanting to offended customers by not wanting to be in their presence. “I just figured I’d visit you during my break but I can come back lat-”

Corey stopped Leo in the middle of his faster pace ramblings as he tried to apologize for a non-problem. “No, that’s perfectly fine! Come, my home is just next door to this shack.”

#sims 2 legacy #ts2 sims #simblr #ts2 #the sims 2 #legacy challenge #viva la strange legacy #vlsl gen 1 #corey foster #leo curious

[legendaryquill]

maybe kraglin is the real dad, he changed the words in a song to make it about soup right before he ate a spoonful of soup that’s a dad-level action right there

picture your dad in the kitchen w a bowl of soup singing as he eats it, for most people it’s not that hard to imagine

i dont even have a dad but i can still imagine it

#ooc #instead of smooth peter you get me lat night rambling tonight

[legomydoggos]

This will likely just be rambling but I wanted to do a text post on Jyn's behavior over the week while we were camping for my sake (bad memory lately) and I also strive to be someone who shares all sides of my life with dogs not just the highlights.

This was Jyn's second camping trip with me and I already saw big improvements!

First we spent two nights in a state forest with friends (3 people, 6 dogs total). Because of the primitive and secluded site, the dogs were able to be off leash most of the time. I only used the tie-out for Jyn as a time out for the few times she started to stray too far or when I was napping and couldn't monitor her.

She initiated play with the other dogs at least once a day and it was glorious to watch!

She did better about not resource guarding me: we practiced with me petting her and another dog and then with her in my lap while another dog came to say hi to me. Both were triggers in the past and I'd say we had a 80% success rate. She did however start to RG the car, which I didn't prevent due to not expecting it! I had the trash back there so one dog went to check it out when I was elsewhere and Jyn rushed them. (Her go to move for this is a lightning fast muzzle punch.) I made the mistake of not fully helping her feel secure when she was eating a couple times near or in the car and another dog approached so I need to be more proactive next time. She got to practice sharing her car with another dog again. On the way to the hike she muzzled punched Boe a few times so had to go on timeout in the front seat. After the hike I tethered her and she was tired so she only tried once and listened to me when I told her to go to her bed.

Hiking wise she was fabulous! Recall wonderful, decent leave it, checking in constantly, LLWing offered a good amount as well as on cue, posing for pics, worked on "wait" cue since we hadn't in a while. I have no complaints! It's also really nice to see her enjoying the water.

One trail we did was fairly busy and did show that I need to work on Jyn's tendency to fall out of LLW when she wants to smell people after they pass but once I have the energy, that will be easy to work on at home since we live in the city.

The third day, we were on our way to camp solo at a state park but my car had a brake issue that needed to be looked at so Jyn accompanied me to a mechanic and we waited for a little over 2 hours for them to replace parts. She was able to meet all the men that worked there which was great exposure for her. She was timid but happy to sniff them and allowed minimal pets. I like that she gives herself space if she needs it and doesn't get nippy/defensive anymore.

We went to the park for a walk, shower for me, and then set up camp. Jyn was getting a bit fussy, I had her in the car when I showered and then she passed out in the dirt when I napped in my hammock. She was very alert when it got dark, more so than she had been when we were with our group. And to be fair, I was as well. The campground was mostly empty of campers but during the early evening several people walked around. Jyn did try to boof at one pair so I played some LAT with her that was highly successful.

No matter where we camped, if Jyn heard something that woke her, she would get up and stare out of the nearest tent window or door, completely quiet. I sometimes talked to her softly and she would get back into my sleeping bag.

We both slept hard that third night as it poured rain and was very peaceful. Jyn sat in the car as I packed up camp the next morning. I opened the door on her side to get her harness on before we left and noticed she was shivering. When I reached around her to buckle the harness, she curled her lip in warning. I was puzzled and tried to continue so she tried to bite me. (It was very reminiscent of her first night with us when we tried to dry her off with a towel and she smashed herself into the corner of the couch and snapped if we approached.) I had taken off her coat earlier thinking it was warming up so I grabbed it to put it back on her, but again lip curl and snapping when I reached around her back. So I ended up wrapping her in a blanket. I did correct her once (with a hand clap and something verbal) when she almost connected with my hand. I left her alone and finished the rest of what I had to do and when I got back to the car she was herself again. Of course I went though as many scenarios as to what could have gotten her into that flight or fight mode. I was very concerned that she was in pain. But I think my best conclusion is that she was likely tired physically and mentally and had reached her limit. I regret not listening to her signals better. She had no other instances of this for the remainder of the trip.

Near the end of our hike on that same day, Jyn started to chew on her left hind foot and was mouthy when I tried to inspect. This is fairly normal for her, we are still working on body handling and outside in a strange place wasn't ideal. She then started kicking the ground with it. I thought perhaps she had gotten stung by insect or plant so she got benedryl then and also the next morning. She let me get a better look when she was calm and in the car and I didn't find anything suspect.

When Jyn was off leash at any campsite, she was full terrier. Like those Family Circus cartoons with the dotted lines showing where the kids go around the house and yard. Busy! Here, there, everywhere. But when she was on the tie-out, she had to keep me in sight always and would cry even if left with company. This is something that I noticed during her first camping trip and was mostly able to simply avoid this time around. I discovered that using the car to crate her if I did have to go somewhere without her was acceptable to her so I think with that, we can start to work on getting the rest of it better.

The fourth night we stayed with one friend at a busy campground. Jyn liked to watch the people go by. She only boofed and growled at one person, campground host. I think because he was going into the other campsites to deliver things instead of just walking on the road. I didn't have any treats handy at the time so I tried to soothe Jyn. She didn't stop but also did not escalate.

I love how well Jyn has taken to all of this! And she's only been with me for 8 months! Doing trips like this with her has really strengthened our bond, too.

(Rogue enjoyed a staycation with my fiancé and visits from dog walkers. I can't wait until it's cool enough again for him to want to be outside more.)

Photo of Jyn next to some fresh bear poop outside of our campsite! (The bear had walked around in the middle of the night and found someone's bin of food they hadn't put away, Jyn and I didn't see it but had listened to it happening.)

#text post #long post sorry i don'tknow how to do the cut post on mobile #legomydoggos #jyn #dogblr

[maryb121813]

Displaced Affections.

Part 4

A little over six months pass and neither Yukimura nor Ai haven’t spoken to each other, alone that is. They would greet each other in passing if they were with other people or in a big group but other than that nothing. It broke her heart. She thought it was because he was still embarrassed about the confession he made but it’s been months. Lord Nobuyuki and his bride came back after the confession and had been noticed together in the garden every day after tea. All she feels now is happiness for them and sends them well wishes. Ai was walking back to the kitchens, to help with dinner. Her body felt a little heavy, maybe she was coming down with a cold. Then, she heard his voice. She looked out at the training area and saw the owner of the voice. “Yukimura,” she whispered. He was training new retainers that arrived a couple of days ago. He was covered in sweat and dirt. She smiled as he helped up his opponent he knocked down. She sighed softly and went on her way but not before being stopped by a certain silver headed ninja. “Little lady.” “Oh hello, Saizo. What can I do for you?” she asked. “Dango.” was all he said. She smiled softly, “Okay, I’ll make some dango.” “And donuts!” yelled Sasuke. She looked over at the boy and gave him a confirming nod. As she walked by Saizo, he whispered “Can you make extra donuts for the little lord? He’s been craving some for a few weeks now.” She looked up at the man, he had a sad smile on his face, his eyes showed that he cared for his friend. She gave him a small smile. “Yeah, I’ll make extra for him,” she whispered back. Saizo slowly closed his eyes, like a cat and nodded once. He walked off, probably to his napping tree. ________________________________________ Yukimura knew when she was near and looked over and saw her talking to Saizo. She was smiling. His heart soared but also ached. He knew avoiding her wasn’t helping him get closer to her but his declaration of chivalry didn’t go well, and he felt ashamed, He jumped to conclusions about that night and didn’t get her side of things before opening his mouth. “Little Lord, maybe it’s time to take a break.” said a lounging Saizo. He looked up at Saizo, who was lounging in a tree and then around the training yard. Most of the men around were breathing heavily and looked like they were about to fall over. He sighed. “Okay everyone, we’re done. Great work today.” he yelled out. Everyone dropped to their knees or backs. He felt guilty that he worked them to hard and long. He wanted to work hard and long but forgot that he was training new retainers, and they weren’t use to his training yet. “Hey, did you see that cute maid earlier?” asked one of the young men. “Yeah. I didn’t know that the palace was hiding these cuties. I would’ve signed up months ago.” replied another. “I wonder if I’ll see her again.” said the first. “What? You think you have a chance with her?” Yukimura’s hand tightened around his bamboo sword. He knew they were talking about Ai. He knew he shouldn’t get angry over their talk, but he couldn’t help it. They were talking about the woman he loves. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I? I’m a strong and handsome guy, what woman wouldn’t want to share my bed?” the young man laughed. The other man swiped him upside the head, “Oh yeah? She’ll be running for the hills once she sees you're coming.” They started to wrestle around in the dirt, like they were the only two people there. Yukimura stood a few yards away from the brats, with a scary look on his face. No one else noticed his scowl, except for Saizo. He noticed the air around Yukimura change as soon as the whelps started talking about Ai. He slowly got down from his tree and quietly walked up behind them and waited for them to get into the right place. Once they were in an upright position, laughing, he quickly placed his hands on one side of each of their heads and knocked their heads together. They yelped in pain and turned to look at Saizo. “What was that for?” one of them asked while rubbing his sore head. “Yeah and who the hell are you and what right do you have for that stunt?” asked the other while still clutching his head. Saizo looked down at them, giving them an intimidating stare, “Do not go near the little lady. She is off-limits to you and any new retainer here.” The men stood up and faced Saizo. The man who made the first comment about Ai didn’t back down, “You have no right to make that kind of order.” “Actually he does,” says Yukimura walking up next to Saizo, “He is one of the Sanada Ten Braves, Kirigakure Saizo. Know your place retainer.” The young retainer pulled back his hand, making a fist and was about to strike Yukimura when an older retainer tackled the man down the ground. The other man backed away from the struggling brutes. “Get the hell off me! I was only defending myself.” he yelled. “You were going to assault our Lord Sanada Yukimura, The sword of Japan.” said the older retainer. The color in the young man’s face drained, he looked up at Yukimura and Saizo. _______________________________________________ In the kitchens, Ai was finishing up frying a batch of donuts while the dango dough sat. She was just turning the donuts over to brown the other side when Umeko came flying in sputtering incoherently. Matsuko took hold of the woman by the shoulders, “Umeko, calm down and use actually words. We can’t understand rambling.” Umeko took deep calming breaths, she started to speak with a little speed with her words. “One of the new retainers attempted to bushwhack Lord Yukimura and now I just saw some older retainers tossing him out at the front gate.” Matsuko released Umeko, she heaved a sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose. “So that’s the reason why you came running in here like you had an Akuma chasing you?” Umeko nodded vigorously. “That happens every time we get new retainers! They just want to show off who has the bigger balls! Ai please tell this airhead that this happens every year.” Matsuko waited for Ai to say something but was met with silence, she turned to look at her. She noticed the far look in her eyes as she went through the motions of molding and frying donuts. Umeko didn’t notice as she walked up beside her and tapped her on her shoulder. “Ai? Are you okay?” she asked. She was still lost in thought, turning over another donut. Matsuko and Umeko looked at each other with looks of concern, wondering what is going on in her mind. “Ai?” asked a serene voice. That snapped Ai out of her thoughts, her head quickly turned towards the door where the voice came from. In the doorway stood Lord Nobuyuki. “Yes, my lord?” she asked “Are you available after you’re done in here?” “I just have to finish making some dango then I’ll be done till dinner.” she answered. “Perfect, can you bring tea to the study, enough for three servings please?” he asked sweetly. She gave a small nod, “Yes, my Lord.” He smiled and went on his way. Matsuko went up beside Ai,” Are you sure that’s wise Ai? Shouldn’t you let either myself or Umeko bring him tea?” Ai looked at Matsuko’s dark brown eyes and nodded with a smile. “I’ll be fine Matsuko. I now realized that what I felt for Lord Nuboyuki was just an infatuation, not true love. Matsuko was shocked at her statement, but she smiled, “I’ll put the kettle on for you while you finish up.” “Thank you Matsuko.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After she served Saizo and Sasuke their treats, she took a tray of treats and tea to the study where Lord Nobuyuki was waiting. She knocked on the sliding door and heard someone say ‘come in’. When she slides open the door she saw that all three Sanada men were sitting around a map and were talking about war strategy. Then it hit her, she looked down at the tray and remembered that Saizo had snatched up some donuts before Sasuke could stuff his cheeks with all the golden rings. She must’ve looked at the ninja confused because he said, “For the little lord when you see him.” She knew before she could even get in throwing distance of him he would bolt from her. “That kitsune.” she thought. The sly ninja knew he would be here. She mentally damned and thanked him. She started making her way around the group, starting with Lord Masayuki, then Lord Nobuyuki, pouring tea and placing plates of treats within reach. When she got to Yukimura, she noticed his body tense up, his cheek had a slight coloring to them. He looked like he wanted to run, but couldn’t. He gave her a couple side glances, but was still listening and giving his input in the conversation. She placed the tea cup in his reach and poured the tea. When the lat drop hit the cup, he snatched up and took a big gulp of the piping hot tea. His eyes grew wide, and he made a small yelp and started fanning his open mouth. “Yukimura, how many times are you going to burn your mouth till you learn to wait patiently?” asked Masayuki with a giggle. Nubuyuki was holding in a laugh. “Sorry, Father.” he said. Ai smiled. She found him quite adorable. She finally placed to plate of donuts where Yukimura could see them. His eyes lit up, like a shining star, at the golden brown rings. That look made her feel giddy as a child in a sweets shop. She bowed to the men, “I’ll return for the dished later, my Lords.” Masayuki nodded and waved his hand and continued talking of battle. She quietly stood and left the room. She was heading back to the kitchens to drop off the tray, her mind kept going back to Yukimura’s smile. “Definitely more beautiful that his brother’s.” she said to no one in-particular. She then started to think about the conversation she had with Lord Masayuki. He suggested that she think about what she liked about the men that she had confusing emotions for and if one gets more than the other than she’ll know who her heart truly belongs to. That night that’s exactly what she did. She wrote out what traits or actions they’ve done or even talks they’ve she had with them since coming to the palace. Her list had more for Yukimura had more than her list for Nobuyuki. While she was lost in thought, Saizo appeared in her line of sight, he had a knowing smile plastered on his face. And some times she hated that smile. “So little lady, the little lord loved his donuts,” he said as a statement. She smiled, “He always has, ever since I started making them for him.” she replied as she passed the smug looking ninja.

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To be continued.