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punksdoll · 4 months

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Heyyyy, saw you didn’t have anything for Cody, so allow me to be the first 😈

I actually have two prompts, you can pick either!

So for this I just want some really sure fluff ! So imagine the reader is an idol of some sort who is always busy, but finally she decides to take a break and surprise Cody at his house one day.

For the other one, the reader is a wrestler with Cody and is about to fight in the ring when shinsuke comes up and attacks her with his mist. (This would be in a mixed tag team match so watching Cody loose it because shinsuke hurt his girl, etc etc)

Tyyyy I hope you have a wonderful day :3!

~~~𝑴𝒚 𝑾𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏~~~

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𝑪𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑹𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ^owner of gif

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝑪𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓, 𝒊 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕<𝟑 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅<𝟑

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕, 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔

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“You ready baby?” Cody walks up behind y/n who is adding the final touches on her eye makeup.

“Mhm…” Y/n says as she tries to keep herself steady with the little american flag on her eye to represent it for her boyfriend.

Recently there has been a feud going between Cody and Shinsuke. Add that to Y/n having her own problems with damage cntrl, Adam Pearce thought it would be a good idea for the couple to pair up with each other to take on Shinsuke and a member of Damage Control, to add on to their feud and make it more interesting for the fans.

“You should do something for me as well.” Cody smiles as he watches y/n put her makeup away.

“Like what?” Y/n looks over at her boyfriend with a raised eyebrow.

“Your initial.” Cody smirks, “So everyone knows I’m yours,” he winks.

She chuckles before grabbing her ink eye liner and bringing his face closer to carefully do her initial. “There, all pretty now.” She gives his cheek a kiss.

“Great, now we’re ready.” He lays his hand on y/n’s lower back right as one of the crew comes over and reminds them both that it’s almost time.

“Our first mixed tag team match,” y/n starts as she walks in front of Cody while he trails behind her with his hand still on her lower back, “we got this, yes we do. Everything will go just right and we’re gonna win. No trouble.” Y/n hypes them up, more for herself than him.

“Yes, yes they will.” Cody gives her a kiss right as his music starts playing.

•••

Everything was going well. The match was running smoothly getting the crowds reaction here and there, no distractions, no interference. It was perfect for them both.

Until it wasn’t that is.

It was y/n and Asuka that were tagged in. Taking blows left to right, right to left, etc etc. It was going well. Y/n kept watching her back for any of the other damage control members to appear and distract her. She knew it was coming, she knew it was…she just didn’t think it was going to turn out…horribly.

Y/n had hit her signature move adding onto her finisher. She rushed over to pin Asuka and to catch the win for her and her boyfriend until Bayley intervened.

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Bayley rushes into the ring, immediately catching the referee’s attention as she stops counting and rushes over to Bayley to get her out of there.

“What the hell!” Y/n rushes up next to the referee and yells at Bayley, “Get the hell out you dog! Get out.” Y/n shouted at Bayley, shaking her head.

“I got it, I got it.” The ref tells y/n who rolls her eyes and turns herself back towards her opponent.

She expected something was to come when she did. She expected Asuka to be the one to mist her, she expected Asuka to be the one to attack her.

She absolutely and most certainly did not expect her boyfriend’s rivalry, Shinsuke Nakamura, to be the one to mist her.

She had turned around and was immediately misted in the face by Shinsuke thanks to the distraction by the referee. The crowd lets out gasps and some even cursing out as they watched Shinsuke mist her and immediately roll out of the ring before the referee could see what he did. Once he’s out of the ring he lets out a laughter as Asuka does her signature move and pins y/n down, catching the win for the both of them.

Cody rushes over to Y/n almost immediately as Asuka rushes outside of the ring with Shinsuke next to her, both staring at the couple with big grins as they soak in their victory. Cody was raging. All he wanted to do was get out of that ring and give Shinsuke the beating of his life but he knew that his woman needed him there.

“It fucking burns! Oh my god.” Y/n shouts out as Cody immediately places a towel on her eyes.

“It’s gonna be ok. You’re gonna be ok.” He soothes her, “Keep it on your eyes.” He picks her up and rushes her backstage and towards the medical.

•••

“What were you thinking when you decided to mist your rival’s woman?” The interviewer asks Shinsuke after the match had ended.

“Victo-.” Shinsuke is almost immediately cut off as he is tackled from behind by Cody Rhodes.

Cody is fuming with rage as he sends punches left and right on Shinsuke and throwing him against some chairs. He grabs one of those chairs and starts repeatedly hitting Shinsuke with it. Making sure it hits his upper and lower body all at the same time before referees could come rushing out and trying to stop him.

“No…” Cody shakes his head as he grabs Shinsuke and drags him over to where those chairs had fallen and hits his finisher, Cross Rhodes, making Shinsuke land on the chairs.

Referees drag him away almost immediately as they all yell at him to stop. Cody raises his hands up in surrender, slowly backing up. “Don’t you ever lay your shit on my woman.” He threatens before walking away completely.

•••

Y/n smiles immediately as Cody walks into the medical room after his altercation with Shinsuke that she had just watched.

“You ok?” Cody cups her face that’s stained with red.

“I’m better now, now that you gave him a good ass beating for me.” Y/n says with a grin, giving him a kiss, “Thank you cariño.”

“Anything for my woman.” Cody smiles and gives her multiple pecks on the lips.

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fayes-fics · 1 year

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Impertinent

2k Celebration Masterpost

Pairing: Anthony Bridgerton x fem!reader

Summary: Sneaking around Aubrey Hall in the dead of night brings you right into the path of one Viscount...

Warnings: very suggestive content, nudity, teasing and touching, Viscount being a total menace but mostly a gentleman.

Word Count: 1.4k (250-word drabbles... I'm HILARIOUS)

Authors Note: Seventh in my 2k follower celebration drabble request fills for @colettebronte with the prompt “You heard me. Take. It. Off.” (ask here). This ended up quite tame, but I enjoyed writing him as a tease. Unbetaed. Enjoy! <3,

You know it's not the right thing to do. To be snooping around Aubrey Hall in the dead of night. But you cannot resist it. As everyone sleeps, you wander silently, tiptoeing around in just your nightgown, the light of the moon streaming through the large windows to guide you. It feels elicit, exciting even. Exploring the home of the man you hope to marry, Viscount Anthony Bridgerton. You have danced and promenaded a few times; this early invitation to spend time with his family ahead of the rest of the Ton bodes well.

You pause at the door of his private study, then, with a fortifying breath, turn the handle and slip into the room. Warm embers glow in the fireplace, and the smell of cigars and expensive whiskey hangs in the air. It is so masculine and so Anthony you can't help but drift to the sizeable imposing desk and take a seat, fingers running over the wood, picturing him sitting right where you are, working hard on something important or other. It makes you lean back, something stirring in your body, just the thought of him arousing.

It's then you notice there is material draped around the back of the large leather chair—one of his velvet, tailed jackets. It smells of spicy cologne, and before you know it, your nose is buried in the material, drawing deep breaths, the scent making your thighs rub together. Something compels you to want to wear it, to feel it against your skin.

With a boldness you thought yourself scarcely capable of, you stand up and whip off your nightgown, reaching to slip on the jacket. You luxuriate in the feeling of the luxury satin liner against your bare flesh, how it cools your back, snags your pebbled nipples, and how the velvet collar tickles your neck. The front may sit at waist height on him, but on you, the material skims the apex of your thighs, catching deliciously in the patch of hair you have there.

So wrapped up in the sensation of being surrounded by him, by his scent, you don’t hear the door open until it's too late.

“What in the…?”

You startle and spin around to see there in the doorway is the man himself, Viscount Anthony Bridgerton, casual in just a loose white shirt and his britches with braces slung around his legs. You are caught, red-handed. The power of speech has abandoned you, so you just stand there, a rabbit caught in his crosshairs, guilt, fear and shame flooding your system.

He stalks into the room further now and inhales sharply when he rounds a chair to see an unencumbered view of you, entirely nude except for his jacket. His gaze is heavy, sliding down your body sweeping your bare legs, then fixing on where the fabric only just covers you.

“Take it off,” he orders.

You almost jump out of your skin at the tone and the gruffness. Your arms and hands incapable of moving; there are few charged moments when Anthony just stares at you.

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.” This time it's even lower, a growl, predatory, enthralling.

And you scramble to obey, shucking the jacket from around your shoulders and letting it hit the floor with an audible thump. Entirely naked now, his responding noise has your thighs instantly damp.

“How impertinent to let yourself into my private study,” his voice surly as he prowls towards you. You freeze to the spot, your hands flying to protect your modesty. “Oh, it’s a little late for that now,” he chuckles darkly, “put your hands back at your sides right now.”

And you do. Casting your gaze to the floor as your cheeks heat. His stare is so heavy it feels like a robe you wear. Soon he is so close you can smell the same cologne that clung to his jacket but this time from his skin.

He circles behind you, and you gasp as he crouches down; it takes you a second to realise he is picking up his jacket, where you carelessly disposed of it onto the floor.

“Tell me, why would you put on my jacket while nude?” he queries, lingering there, and you shudder as his hot breath glances over your bare bottom cheeks as he does so, still behind you.

“I…I… I wanted to try it on,” you stumble, your voice far too quiet.

“And you had to take off your nightgown to do so?” he snarks, and both of your eyes cut to the side where your gown lays in a heap.

“It seemed like luxurious material,” you confess, head still bowed, starting at the rug as if it fascinates you. “I wanted it against my skin,” those last few words are barely audible.

“You do not have velvet clothes of your own you could try this with?” he throws out, still behind you, that breath still hot over your cheeks; in fact, you swear it’s closer now.

“Yes, but…” you trail off, having no good excuse. Unable to think of a lie, you screw your eyes shut and decide on the truth “... they do not smell like you.”

You jolt and make a noise of sheer surprise as he pitches forward, and his teeth land on your cheek, inhaling deeply.

“At last…” he growls, scraping his canine over the globe of your bottom, “she admits to it.”

“To what?” you murmur as his wet tongue pokes out, soothing the spot he had touched with his teeth as you tremble.

“That you want me just as much as I want you.”

Your whole body shudders as he runs his tongue up the length of your spine, climbing to his feet, your toes curling, scrunching into the thick wool pile, as he unfurls to his full height behind you. You wish you had something nearby to grab onto; it feels as if you could topple over, the rush of blood to your head so intense.

“Are you a maiden?” his mouth is now hot on your ear.

“Yes.”

“And you have never had a man run his tongue over your body like that before, have you?” his voice dark and laced with bemusement.

“No,” you admit.

A warm hand lands on your shoulder as he stands behind you, and again you jump—your body aflame, your nipples pebbling hard, goosebumps breaking out down your arms.

“And I presume no man has touched your naked body?”

“No, my lord,” your addition of his title makes him take a sharp breath.

“Good,” he snarls, sounding possessive,

His hand rounds your shoulder and starts to sink lower, mapping over the outer end of your clavicle as you try to school your body, trying to stay still, so completely overwhelmed by what is happening. When warm fingertips brush the top of your breast, you begin to tremble.

“Do you know what could happen to mischievous young maidens who break into men’s offices?” It's just a deadly rumble now while his fingers inch fractionally lower, so close to your nipple that it aches to be touched.

You are incapable of answering, so you shake your head a little, his nose bumping your ear.

“You are lucky, Miss y/l/n, that I am mostly a gentleman,” he purrs, “mostly.”

You shiver as he circles your areola with featherlight touch but never crosses onto it, your heart pounding from the tease.

“I suggest you grab your nightgown and run now,” he advises, sounding like he is fighting his urges, his hand stilling in its motion.

“What if that is the opposite of what I wish?” you can barely believe you found the gall to utter your thought aloud, staring straight ahead at the bookcase, not daring to look down at his hand on your body.

His lips brush the shell of your ear, and it's like being struck by lightning.

“Leave now,” he whispers, “you may return tomorrow evening. Exactly as you are.”

“Why then?” you frown, disappointed as his hand drops from your flesh.

“Because then we shall be publically betrothed… and nothing should stop us.”

Your world spins, and you have to lock your knees to stop your swoon. “What…?”

“You heard me,” he says for the second time tonight, this time with a smug tone, stepping away and handing you your nightgown over your shoulder.

You take a faltering step forward and quickly pull on your nightgown, finally turning to face him again, and it steals your breath. His pupils are dilated, his cheeks flushed, his mouth damp and open.

“Until tomorrow, Miss y/l/n….” he gestures to the door and still utterly dumbfounded, you stumble towards it.

You cannot wait for tomorrow.

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gay-dorito-dust · 7 months

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sub zero anon again 😼 Can I request something where Bihan is very possessive, maybe he gets jealous that Johnny Cage or someone else is flirting with you and you get fed up with bihans attitude about the situation (not w you but with johnny) so you end up just going home and when Bihan is bitching about it you kiss him to shut him up 🙏🏻 i got my inspo from the jealously prompts page LMAOO anyways you’re the best <3

‘Do you have a map, because I get lost in your eyes.’

Johnny’s voice was the equivalent to nails on a chalkboard to Bi-Han. It caused him to react in a viscerally violent way that grew harder and harder for him to ignore the more the arrogant man sat across from him opened his mouth to speak; Especially so if the words that left said arrogant man’s mouth were unsolicited flirtatious quips directed towards you. Bi-Han wasn’t oblivious to your beauty and he couldn’t put an ounce of blame on you for merely existing, however he could and would put every ounce of blame on Johnny for interrupting what was meant to be a private moment meant for the both of you.

Bi-Han had been planning this for a long while now since being Grandmaster took up most -if not all- of his time, leaving the only times where you could be together was during at night and missions, which were never truly enough for him when you were seemingly the only person who could elevate the stress of being Grandmaster from his shoulders and grant him the opportunity to being vulnerable. For Bi-Han it acted as a way of saying thank you for putting up with him for as long as you had for he knew he wasn’t the most easiest of people, so for it all to be tarnished within a blink of an eye by the arrogant buffoon who was too acted as though he was god’s gift to humanity; Needless to say Bi-Han wasn’t the most pleased and he doesn’t bother to hide his displeasure either with how tightly he scrunched up his fists and how hard he clenched his jaw from under his mask. He even went as far as to keep his ice cold glare solely on him as a way to tell Johnny how he was overstaying his unwarranted welcome.

But either the man was stupid or was just that full of himself because not once did Johnny spare Bi-Han a single glance, nor cared to, as all his undivided attention was focused on you as he spouted and and all sorts of one liners that only prove useful in fuelling Bi-Han’s fire. And as much as you liked Johnny as a friend, he certainly had the upmost worst timing ever. Impromptu hangouts is what he liked to calls them but when you saw him enter Madame Bo’s the same time you and Bi-Han were just getting settled, you knew the worst was yet to come. You knew Johnny had a tendency to flirt with anything that moves and breaths and often times does so during the worst of times, but this must’ve possibly his worst one yet.

You knew how Bi-Han didn’t get along with Jonny so you could only imagine the amount of effort he was putting in to not reacting to anything that was being said, but you weren’t an idiot. You could see him silently seething from the corner of your eye as you went to place your hand on his knee for reassurance, only for him to jerk it away from you, leaving you to question his sudden attitude towards you when you’ve done nothing wrong the entire evening. You even shot him several questioning looks, all of which were blatantly ignored by Bi-Han as his lack of emotional control had lead to the air becoming frigid. You could start to see small quantities of ice beginning to form on the edges of the table, creeping inwards to your ceramic mugs of half drunk, lukewarm teas.

You nudged Bi-Han with you shoulder. ‘I thought the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei was meant to set a precedence.’ You whispered. ‘You know Johnny is nothing more then a friend, and I know he kind of ruined our evening but that don’t mean you have to go this far just to get back at him.’

Bi-Han’s jaw twitched as the furrow of his brow deepened. ‘It’s truly an insult that you would believe that I would ever disgrace myself by stopping to his level. I’m merely warning him.’ He said sharply as the air grew even colder and the ice on the table had now rendered your tea undrinkable, much to your disappointment. You really liked that tea.

All of this didn’t seem to raise any warning signs within Johnny, who was oblivious to it all, which honestly baffled you at how he didn’t seem to acknowledge the change in the air, nor feel the ice that was threatening to encase the hand that was holding one of your own as his thumb gently caressed the skin there. All you wanted was a nice, easygoing evening, it was such a small thing to ask for but Bi-Han and Johnny were making things unnecessarily hard for you and now all you wanted to do was go home and head straight to bed to sleep this all off and hope that you have forgotten all about it the next day. ‘If being sexy is a crime, you’d be guilty as charged.’ Johnny said but before you could say anything in response, Bi-Han stood up abruptly, his eyes showing a man who’s reached his limit and so had you at this point as you tried to ease the oncoming headache to no avail as Bi-Han reached to grab Johnny by his expensive shirt.

‘Woah! Go easy on the merchandise dude, this shirt cost me a fortune.’ Johnny cried.

‘I have no care for your materialistic lifestyle Cage.’ Bi-Han spat venomously and that was about all you could take as you stood up from your chair and grabbing the cryomancer by the bicep, catching his eye for the first time that evening. ‘I don’t think Madame Bo would enjoy having to spend the rest of her evening clearing blood off of the floor and furniture now do you?’ You asked, taking the silence that greeted you as your answer as you again spoke pointedly, ‘We’re leaving. Now.’ Bi-Han knew it wouldn’t be wise to fight you once your mind was made up and he didn’t want to be even more on your bad side then he already was, and so he released Johnny unceremoniously as his body hit to the floor before following you out of the tea house without another word.

Back at the Lin Kuei wasn’t any better either as Bi-Han decided to make his thoughts known of how much he hated Johnny for not only ruining your evening that you’ll never get back, but also for blatantly flirting with you right in front of him. And at the rate he was going at, it only felt like the beginning of an extremely long night, and not in the sexy sense either.

‘Cage is an insufferable man child.’ He began. ‘Doesn’t know how to keep his hands to himself nor does he have an ounce of respect within his entire body.’ You internally groan as all you wanted to do was sleep, but it was clear that Bi-Han wasn’t about to let this go as easily as you were, and you knew that Bi-Han had an unhealthy tendency to withhold grudges until his dying breath. But even then he’ll still be carrying those grudges like it was his life’s purpose. ‘Johnny was only flirting with me to get a rise out of you my love, which was why I was trying to stop you from doing something you’ll come to regret later on.’ You explained, walking over to Bi-Han and placing your hands on his face, watching with soft eyes at how he’d visibly relax and lean into your touch, reaching his hands up to place over you own as a way to keep you there.

You loved this man more than words could describe, but you swore there were days where he could drive you up the wall and yet you wouldn’t trade it for anything. ‘The fool could use today as a learning lesson as to not try to go after what’s rightfully mine.’ Bi-Han growled possessively, had it been any other night you would’ve found this shamelessly attractive but tonight wasn’t the night despite the warmth that flooded throughout your entire body. ‘I’m sure he’s learnt a very valuable lesson and would do better to think twice next time.’ You told Bi-Han as your thumbs stroked the cheeks of his now maskless face, taking time to ingrain each and every facet that made up his beautiful facial structure, something you very much liked to do every night before wandering off to sleep.

‘There won’t be a next time if Cage wishes to keep his life.’ Bi-Han replied, his hands, which had now traversed down to your waist, gripped you tightly as they -rather roughly- pulled you into him until you were flushed against him. You smirked as the fluttering feeling within you raged on. ‘How romantic of you my heart, but I think you’ve done enough talking for one day, so allow me to give your voice a rest and put your lips to work in the only way I that know we’ll both enjoy.’ You didn’t allow Bi-Han to speak afterwards as your lips were already descended upon his as your hands had moved to lounge comfortably over his shoulders, your eyes closed in heavenly bliss.

The evening might’ve not gone how either of you would’ve wanted but that’s what made the kiss more rewarding but what made it even more rewarding was when Bi-Han’s hands slipped down to your ass, giving them a good squeeze, as he then walked you towards the end of the bed, where you fell into the mattress with Bi-Han following shortly after; whilst actively making sure to support most his weight onto his forearms that caged you underneath him before reconnecting his lips with yours feverishly, as your needy hands grabbed ahold of him however you could.

Maybe it was one of those sexy nights after all.

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mccoyquialisms · 4 days

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Incredible things from the london D20 live show in no particular order (straight from memory so may not be totally accurate or have much context at all):

First of all the line up was incredible. Kugrash, Pete, Sundry Sydney, Skip, Fabian and Adaine. What a terrible combination of personalities, it was so funny

Btw everyone looked so good. They looked really good, those fits <3. Murph striped button up/polo? shirt and Lou grandpa sweater you will always be famous

When Siobhan rolled Adaine everyone was so excited. Lou (who had already rolled for Fabian) hugged her, picked her up and spun her around on stage ❤️

Everyone was so excited to have a buddy ❤️

The setting was rolled as a crown of candy, after Brennan literally said “wow we happened to have a few people from the same place, wouldn’t it be hilarious if we got a crown of candy or neverafter or something?”

Everyone arrives and are doing introductions and the first thing Fabian says is “[tearfully] Adaine is that a giant rat?” Cue the whole atrium losing it.

Sydney then proceeds to minor illusion Kugrash as “sexy.” After some deliberation and when prompted by Brennan, Murph decided this means he looks exactly the same except for giant veneers

Beardsley: Can I distract the guard?

Brennan [flabbergasted, as the rest of the party was doing INSANE shit around this]: Sure, the DC is 500.

Beardsley: If I crit will you let it happen

Brennan [indulgently]: sure

Beardsley: [rolls a nat 20]

Brennan: [despair], cast: [running around in circles on stage and jumping], fans: [losing it]

And that’s how they accidentally start a revolt in Candia within minutes of arrival by Pete the Chosen Outsider with the peppermint tooth and prophesied king of candia. But it’s cool because in the next few minutes Kugrash teaches them about democracy.

So many little references to past campaigns and character one liners. Way too many for me to list but the cast was clearly enjoying dropping them

Sundry Sydney hitting King Calroy with 3 grenades ON SIGHT

A Hasted Kugrash doing an opposed athletics against Calroy and Brennan rolls a Nat 1. The dice wanted that motherfucker DEAD.

Kugrash to Calroy: “I eat from the trash, and I’ve never seen a cake as shitty as you!’ And then proceeds to 300-style kick him off the castle wall (as acted out by human man Murph)

Sooo much PVP though really most of that was between Pete and Fabian as they fought over the crown of candia

Sundry Sydney successfully seduced and awakens personhood in Adaine’s identify spell. His name is ANUS now. (Another use…)

Skip is quangled out and replaced by Lapin (played by Zac) and tries to keep the party on track. He fails many times. He takes up smoking from the stress. Adaine does as well.

At some point Pete’s wild magic turns his hands into rock candy, which he uses to deal 2d20 damage to Fabian during a fight

Emily as Sydney, whenever crazy shit happens: this is canon! [raises cannon arm]

All of them (except Pete) have some bad baby milk and do kublacaine. Cue a small detour for more pvp between Pete and Fabian

Arthur Aguefort is released from captivity in a castle full of/made from eggs. He and Lapin may or may not know each other biblically. They met on an app for old magical men, don’t worry about it.

Bill Seacaster is the pirate prince of the dairy lands and has the quangle. They get into his castle with Operation Fancy Perfume Part 2 except Emily rolled a nat 1 for her assist, so first poisonous perfume takes out most of the party and everyone inside the castle. I think Emily may have been crying she was laughing so hard.

They sort of defeat Bill by giving him pleasure putty (which he USES behind a curtain in front of EVERYONE) and then has to go take a nap, so they sneak into the rest of the castle to find the quangle. I am never going to forgive Brennan for making it canon that he goes “yar har har YO HO HO” when he gets off. I WILL NEVER UNHEAR THIS.

Pete Conlan somehow gains the power of flight from Bambi LeRoux (Sydney brought her) singing the Reading Rainbow theme song. He does a flying ribbon dance out the window, where she stops singing and he falls and takes max fall damage. He’s still up, so Fabian jumps out the window with Feather Fall and shoots him with a laser gun until he actually dies lmao. He gets injured too somehow but I forgot how. They both get healed and everyone continues on like nothing happened.

Emily took her dice that rolled a Nat 1, kissed it, and threw it into audience with a cheeky expression. I’m in love with her I fear

The time quangle is an entire pool of lemon yogurt. At the bottom of the pool is a completely naked Gilear Faeth

Kugrash eats all the yogurt despite knowing it will kill him in order to end the quangle. His farewell speech has as a backdrop Gilear’s giant hog (played by Brennan’s arm, as he got out of his chair to stand behind Murph the ENTIRE time he was talking). Kugrash then ascends to the big bodega in the sky.

Sydney also seduces Annabelle Cheddar (EDIT: fuck it was like 12 AM forgive me) Primsy Coldbottle, who is explicitly 29 in this version of time. Both her and Anus join Sydney in returning to AnarchEra. I cannot emphasize enough how horny this live show was

Everyone gets sent back to their respective universes, except Arthur. He’s going to hang out in Candia for a bit to be Lapin’s “roommate.”

Fabian’s last line is that he has to call his banker because he has a new nemesis

Lapin: “That was the worst group of people I have ever met.”

God that was so funny, I really hope these live shows are getting recorded and will be released somewhere later. I need everyone to experience the epic highs and lows of this d20 session.

#dimension 20 live #dimension 20 #dropout #dimension 20 spoilers #d20 live #my musings

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partycatty · 3 months

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dark star johnny hatefucking his gf/bf over the balcony in his mansion, and acting like he’s gonna drop them off of the balcony if they misbehave in any way

this one has been SIMMERINGGGG in my inbox ive been too excited to write it LOLOL, also i changed this prompt just a smidge

dark star!johnny cage > fall for me

warnings: SMUT AS FUCK, UR LIFE IS BEING THREATENED BUT UR INTO IT LOL, again ds!jc is just literally insane !! also exhibitionism !! and also cnc !! jesus this man needs hella warnings!

notes: IM SORRY U GUYS HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SO LONG YOU ALL HAVE BEEN SO PATIENT SO IM REWARDING YOU

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 6*

[ masterlist ]

• dark star!johnny has a short temper, one he enjoys putting out on you. oftentimes, you didn't actually do anything, he's just mad at the idea of you going against him and that's typically enough to rile him up alone.

• this time around, you were a whopping ten minutes behind getting ready for one of his A-List parties. something about your makeup just didn't feel right no matter how many times you applied your eyeshadow or concealer, so adjustment after adjustment left johnny tapping his foot outside of the bedroom door.

• "baby~," he'd sing-song shout from the crack of the door. "this party is a big networking deal for me, and you're already fucking it up~!"

• "i didn't fuck anything up," you reply from the vanity seat, trying to focus on your lip liner. "we'll be on time, you baby."

• "don't you talk back to me!" he slams his palm again the wood, making you jump and, yet again, smear your liner. your lower your head to the vanity, bumping your forehead against the surface with a sigh.

• he eventually unlocks the bedroom door using his master key and ushers you out of the door with the temper of a toddler. his hand grabs your upper arm as you're placed into his luxury car and he drives off with a huff.

• johnny refuses to speak to you the entire time you're at the party, mostly ignoring you to bump shoulders with directors and writers. he wouldn't ever publically admit it, but roles were running dry as his agent turned up with no jobs, so he brought it up to himself to make some damn money.

• will probably call you the "ball and chain" or "the missus" in a super objectifying way as he gestures at you, trying to make the older higher-ups laugh. you had enough of it.

• deciding no longer to be his personal punchline, you wander away from the bustling, hot celebrity room and find a balcony. you were always the one to prefer fresh, open air and city skylines while johnny would rather be the one in the midst of the aforementioned city. you took advantage of this independence and leaned over the glass, savoring in the way the wind cools your damp skin.

• you only get to enjoy a few minutes in the quiet bliss before you hear the door slide open. at first, you expect it to be another partygoer hoping to squeeze in a quick smoke break, but you're horribly disappointed to be ripped from your tranquility by none other that your boyfriend.

• johnny stands at the door, fists clenched and jacket swirling in the wind. his eyes look dark, his brows furrowed.

• "where'd you go?" he asks, crossing his arms.

• you look at him like he's stupid (because he is). "the balcony?" you reply. johnny shakes his head.

• "that's not what i meant."

• "well, i left your side because i was tired of being shit on for an hour straight."

• "nobody's shitting on anyone!" johnny throws his arms in the air at your admittance, like he had no idea how cruel he was being. "they're just jokes! you're being dramatic. i thought you loved attention."

• "johnny-" you pinch your nose. "i have literally never said that."

• "but you show it! through your actions!"

• "oh my god, you're delusional," you turn away from him with a groan, trying to ignore the whiny bastard behind you. that proves a hard task when you hear his boots step up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist and head buried in your neck.

• "you know i want you here," he mumbles into your skin, rocking you gently. you turn your face away from him, not falling for his charm.

• "you don't show it," you mutter in response, trying to take a step away from him but his grasp only strengthens.

• "i could," he hums, pressing his front to your backside. "or i could punish you for making us late."

• you swivel your head, craning your neck to glare at him. "seriously? now?" he breathes into your neck, agreeing breathlessly. "no, johnny. not here. people will see."

• "isn't that the fun part?" he grunts, grinding his hips into your ass. "don't be boring. you've been boring all night."

• his hands hike up your skirt hungrily, exposing your nearly-naked ass to the cold air. you shiver and yelp out, which only makes you jump back against him even harder. he shudders at the contact.

• "come on," he whispers, hands snaking up to squeeze your chest. "don't make me be mean. you know i don't like being mean to you." his fingers find your hardened nipples, massaging them with pinched fingers.

• attempting to crane your neck to ensure the balcony's doors are locked, johnny notices your diverted attention and holds your jaw, angling it out toward the city.

• "you see that?" he breathes, now fully grinding against you. "that's my city, baby. i'm the king of hollywood, isn't that right?"

• "i guess," you reply, gasping at his erection sliding against you.

• SMACK! johnny didn't like that answer. you lurch forward from the hard slap to your ass.

• "say it," he growls, biting your neck. "or i'm gonna make you."

• "you're the king of hollywood," your voice is comically flat, exhausted from always having to gas him up for the dumbest things. johnny picks up on your unenthusiastic tone and spins you around by your hips, sitting you on the balcony ledge. his lips latch onto your throat, sucking and biting hungrily.

• his fingers danced on your panties, sliding them aside. as much as you wanted to be annoyed with him, he is so unimaginably fine. and you're the type of person that likes to be manhandled. both traits he ate up.

• before you could say anything more, johnny's fingers dove into your mouth, collecting a good amount of your saliva before using it on your pussy, shoving two fingers inside making you cry out in surprise.

• "not here, right?" he breathes, savoring the way your breathing gets heavier and your skin warms from his touch. "then we'd better be quick. and quiet." his fingers scissor inside of you, making you moan with a hand shut over your lips.

• johnny was impatient, not finding any joy in fingering you, so he glanced behind him to ensure the coast was clear before whipping his dick out, holding his shirt up by his teeth. he lined himself up, eyes focused on your bodies merging rather than your expressions.

• didn't matter how many times you get it on, you will never be fully ready for how long his dick is. while not the thickest, it just feels seemingly endless as it's embracing your walls.

• he spins you around again, throwing your front over the balcony ledge and holding you by your hips. surely, if he were to let go, you'd fall. and it wasn't a short drop.

• "fuck," he hissed as his tip met your entrance. "i control you, isn't that right?"

• a distant "mhm" slips from your lips as johnny shoves himself inside again with a slapping thrust. his gasp slides into whimper territory as he bottoms out.

• "fuck yeah i do," he growls, now going at an unholy pace. he hated the progression of sex - it was either all or nothing. "could drop you right now."

• you're pulled from your lust when you look down, noticing the rocky way down to a small river. damn these celebrities and their hillside mansions. you swallow thickly, hoping he was joking.

• "please don't," you beg in a whisper, interrupted by gasps with each thrust. "please don't let go."

• johnny could only laugh loudly at your plea, bruising your hips with his grip as he ruthlessly pounded. he was sticking true to his word about being quick, because his breakneck pace was making your cunt flutter.

• "nobody would even notice," he moans, his shirt dropping from his teeth and falling back down his front. "i'm the star."

• "you're the star," you parrot in a sick mix of lust and fear. "you're my everything."

• "i could fucking throw you off for making us late. could drop you — haah — you like it when i play god, don't you? you wanna fall for me, baby?"

• his brows knit and eyes screw shut as he finds his release inside of you. you try hard to not laugh at the fact that his own dirty talking is making him close. his grip loosens as he concentrates, and you fearfully try to hold yourself against the balcony so you don't topple forward.

• "joh— john—" you worriedly look down again, your stomach flipping as it nears an orgasm - and potential death. "johnny, please—"

• "hmm?" johnny tilts his head, a cocky smirk on his lips and exposing his beautiful pearly white teeth.

• your brain feels torn in half. you want to beg him to hold on, but you also want to cum so badly. unable to decide on an outcome, your voice sputters out pathetic begs, not entirely coherent as your mind grows foggy with an overwhelming amount of emotion.

• thankfully, your body decides for you. your knees buckle inward and his hold on you tightens. you cry out, cumming around his dick as your voice echoes through the hills. you swear a flock of birds takes off from how loudly you orgasm.

• "haah — don't fucking fall—" johnny's hands pull you impossibly closer. "not when i'm clo— ngh —"

• you find no peace after finishing, just johnny's hips slamming into your ass as his pants grow uneven. it's not long before he spills inside of you, holding you there as you're filled up.

• johnny's the first one to pull away, pulling out and making you whimper from the emptiness. you turn around to face him, your ass still bare, red, and spilling with semen. his phone's in his hand when he snaps a couple photos of this puppy eyed look.

• "you look so pathetic," he laughs, the flash of his camera making you shield your eyes. "i bet hollywood heard those moans. all thanks to me."

• you pull up your own panties and johnny visibly twitches seeing a droplet of his cum seep through. shockingly, he places a quick, chaste kiss to your lips.

• "and you're welcome for not dropping you," he winks with a toothy grin, thinking it was some kind of joke. a deep, dark part of you knew he probably genuinely considered dropping you. you were just lucky you were only ten minutes late, who knows what he'd do if you were an hour late.

• as you're pondering your life and near-death experience, johnny returns to the party, waiting for you at the door. it would be best if you stuck by him for the rest of the party.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mk1 #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage smut #mortal kombat smut #marley writes ☆

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kquil · 11 months

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SIRIUS BLACK | PRETTY EYES

request : ooh can i request a one-shot with sirius black doing the readers eyeliner please? <3 thank u so much baby xx —@corp0real

length : 0.5k

“Need some help with that, darling?” Sirius asks from the doorway as he stares fondly at your figure perched at the vanity, trying to complete your makeup with some eyeliner.

Instead of answering his question directly, you huff and puff out your cheeks as Sirius approaches with a chuckle, “I don’t want to ruin my makeup underneath…”

He coos at your whining and gently takes your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, “my poor baby,” he pouts, jutting his bottom lip out prompting you to playfully mirror his mock expression, which he laughs at and leans down to press a kiss against your lips.

“W-wait, Siri!” you stop him with a hand to his chest, “my lipstick is gonna smear,”

Undeterred, Sirius redirects his path and presses a kiss to your neck instead, “Well, good thing I still have other options,” he smirks against your skin and begins peppering kisses up and down the column of your neck as a stray hand creeps up your thigh, waiting for you to push him away.

“Sirius, my eyeliner!” you refocus his attention after lightly slapping his hand away and bring your eyeliner to his line of sight him, “help me, please,”

“N'importe quoi pour mon amour,” he whispers, sitting down and bringing your face closer as he goes about helping you.

“Hmm? What was that darling?”

“Anything for my love,” he translates and resists the urge to kiss your smiling lips. For several minutes Sirius takes absolute care in accentuating your eyes with the perfect shape, width and length of liner. He’s become somewhat of an expert seeing as he loves doing these small little gestures for you. He’ll gift you flowers; tie up your hair with the spare hair ties he carries around on his wrists for you, disguised as bracelets; tie your shoelaces; style your hair; paint your nails and more. All those little things have become second nature to him so that you feel his love for you as naturally as the sun breaks the horizon every morning.

After some time the delicate strokes of the liner against your skin fades away. Sirius then blows some air onto your closed eyelids to tell you he’s finished and awaits the unveiling of your beautiful eyes.

“Si beau,” he awes when you finally open your eyes and blink at him, the liner adding to your features and arming your stare with the most lethal weapon to his heart, “comment ai-je pu avoir autant de chance?” he whispers, leaning in and tilting his head as if to kiss you, only to stop at the last minute when he remembers your earlier comment. He’s about to lean back when you meet him halfway and kiss his lips sweetly. He doesn’t complain and kisses back. He’s smirking when you pull away but he also raises a brow to ask: why the change of heart?

“You know I love it when you speak French to me,” you sigh and his smirk grows all the more mischievous but there is mutual love in both your eyes.

“Alors je ne m'arrêterai jamais,”

translations : (forgive me for any errors but i used google translate for all of these)

N'importe quoi pour mon amour : Anything for my love

Si beau : So beautiful

comment ai-je pu avoir autant de chance? : how did I get so lucky?

Alors je ne m'arrêterai jamais : Then I will never stop

a/n : im not doing these requests in order as some need more time than others but again, i hope i did this cute scenario justice and that you darlings enjoyed the read! also! im taking full advantage of the fact that sirius can speak french! ugh! he's so... AHHHHHH! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<;⁄ ⁄)

navi.

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#sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black fic #sirius x reader #sirius black x you #sirius black imagine #sirius x yn #sirius black x yn #☆ : timestamp #boyfriend sirius imagine #sirius black fluff #sirius orion black #sirius fluff

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lynnlovesthestars · 6 months

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Masterlist- Baldur's Gate 3.

Hello my stars, since my brain went from somewhat sane to "How can I live without Astarion" I decided to put everything I've been posting in a masterpost.

Also I'm opening my requests, right now I'll be writing only about Baldur's Gate, but later I might venture in other fandoms. At the bottom of this masterpost, I'll leave the requests rules.

This being said, whether you are here to look for a treat, or to request your fantasies, what can I do for you?

My prompt list. (currently under maintenance)

Kofi, patreon for those who'd like to tip!

dd:dne infos for those who might be interested in finding out how it works.

Requests questions!

Taglist form. for those who wants to get tagged.

Work in progress page.

Other places where you can find me:

@ask-karlachbear (karlach rp blog) currently inactive, for roleplaying please dm.

@wisterialynn (my oc rp account)

Astarion Acunin:

Scars: Astarion x Reader. Angst. Set in act 3. "When your fears catch up to you"

Blood: Astarion x Reader. Part 2 of scars. Angst, fluff. Set in act 3. "How long does it take to heal those scars?"

One and Only. Astarion x Reader. Smut, fluff, lil of angst. Post act 3. "No one will ever love me like you do"

The sun, the moon and the stars. Astarion x Reader. part 2 of One and Only. Angst, fluff, smut (kinda). Post act 3. "When he thought he couldn't ask for more, you gave him back his freedom."

I wandered lonely as a cloud. Astarion x reader. Hurt, comfort, fluff, eventual smut. Set in act 2. "Let's pretend just for a few hours that we are okay, that we fell in love."

Why? Astarion x reader. Angst, hurt/ comfort, something similar to fluff. "Why? Why? Why?"

-Tick, tack, ah.- Astarion x OC (Lynn). Hurt no comfort.

Amygdala- Astarion x OC (Lynn). fluff, angst, a bit of confort?. "pain comes in many ways"

Serendipity - Astarion x OC (Lynn) fluff?. "astarion was supposed to have a meal and ended up catching feelings- or something like that."

Golden- Astarion x Tiefling!reader. angsty?, lots of thinking, self-doubt, avoidance. "the huge tear in his shirt caught your eye again, and you decided to give him a reminder that someone cared about him." (somewhat pt 2 of "Why")

Avoid- Astarion x Wyll. Angsty. Prompt 11.

Wisteria- Astarion x OC (Lynn). Fluff, smut, angst. Set post game. "In an universe where they don't end up together while tadpoled, Lynn comes to the conclusion that he loves Astarion."

Sleep tight- Astarion x OC (Lynn) fluff.

Lesson One- Astarion x GN!reader. Fluff.

Karlach Cliffgate:

Bedsheets. Karlach x reader. Requested. Fluff. Post act 3. Ticklish adventure.

Wyll Ravengard:

Sleepless. Wyll x Reader. Smut, fluff if you squint. "Everyone is asleep, and all he can think about is not next to him."

Headcanon: anal. Smut.

Something. Wyll x reader x Gale, poly, fluff. They are something.

Avoid Astarion x Wyll. Angsty (check under Astarion)

Seasalt. Wyll x reader, smut

Gale Dekarios:

Arabella - Songfic, fluff. Prompt: 169 “Oh, fuck. Do that again.”

Something. Wyll x reader x Gale. Fluff. (look up!)<3

Tea- Gale x reader. Drabble. A tea to fall in love.

Shadowheart:

TBA

Lae'zel:

TBA

Halsin:

TBA

Jaheira:

Dinner is served. smut.

Minsc:

TBA

other characters:

"Let me show you how this will benefit you"- Gortash x OC (see more on post), smut- check TWs.

Request rules:

My requests are currently open, of course there's some rules I'd like to enforce so all of the readers, as well as me, are comfortable.

-no nsfw from anons or ageless accs

-no abuse from the romantic interest with the intent of having them fall in love (I see you Stockholm syndrome lovers, but this is not the place), while the mcs trying to murder each other before kissing it's our fav trope here, abuse it's not.

-no dubcon or noncon

-no b3stiality, no inc3st, or minors characters, even if aged up.

-and yk the usual do not interact warnings.

-can definitely use prompts, one liners, tropes, whatever comes to your mind for the request, and I'll try my best to fulfill them.

Navigation tags:

#lynn: updates ☆ (updates on what im working on, or published content)

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deity-prompts · 1 year

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heyyy! I really love your prompts and one-liners. I was wondering if you can do College Enemies to Lovers prompts and one-liners, you know where B transfers to the college A is in; Kinda like After but different where A and B have to share dorms. It's totally fine if you don't want to do them. Have a wonderful day/night. <3

It’s been a while since I’ve done any enemies to lovers and this is just the ask I need to get back into it. (In some prompts they share a room, in some they share an apartment / house.)

Enemies to Lovers College Roommates Prompts

Prompts

A insists on dividing their room in half exactly, so B makes sure to “accidentally” leave their things on A’s side.

A and B fight over who gets the bigger room. A managed to snag it first but when they go home for a weekend, B swaps the rooms around. Let the room war begin.

A keeps sending away B’s dates when they show up at the door, totally not out of jealousy.

A hasn’t been on dates in a while and B makes fun of them for it. A makes a big show of pretending to go on dates and even fakes sex noises in their room to convince B they’re getting lucky.

A’s bed breaks and the couch hurts their back, leaving them with one (reluctant) sleeping alternative: B’s bed.

A leaves sticky notes with condescending reminders on them (“Dirty dishes go into the sink, not beside it”) for B, who replies with equally petty stick notes of their own.

They decide to treat themselves to some new IKEA furniture, only to bicker and fight while building it.

A complains about B walking around with barely any clothes on, starting a game of chicken where B walks around with less and less clothes.

Though A has never asked them too, B always makes A breakfast with their own. Until one day after a particularly bad fight with A, and A can’t help but yearn for that domestic gesture.

A realises they’re in love with B and quarantines themself in their room until it wears off. B, convinced A is upset or crazy, breaks down the door and demands to know what’s going on.

Oneliners

“You can’t give me the silent treatment forever, we share a room.”

“It’s 3am. Where were you this time?”

“You are banned from cooking, okay? I can’t take the smell of burning anymore.”

“Something tells me you’re sleeping with me just so you can stay in the bigger room.”

“Are you . . . wearing my clothes?” “If I’m the one washing them, I’m the one wearing them.”

“What, did you think we’d live together forever? You enrage me. I can’t wait to leave.”

“I can hear you crying through the door.”

“I go to a party to get away from you and, of course, you’re at that same party.”

“CAN YOU STOP LOUDLY TYPING ON THAT FUCKING LAPTOP?!”

“It’s my house too, I’m allowed walk around in as little clothes as I want.”

Also see:

Enemies to lovers prompts masterlist

Reasons for college students to be in close proximity

Studying prompts and oneliners

Prompts masterlist

#prompt #prompts #otp prompts #enemies to lovers #enemies to lovers prompts #college prompts #writing inspiration #writing prompts #dialogue prompts #writing oneliners #fanfiction prompts #roommates #roommates prompts

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madangel19 · 2 months

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For the smutty one liners…#15. Maybe Copia catches himself in a mirror somewhere…he does a double take. Instead of his own reflection, Dracopia is staring back at him. And he wants Copia to do naughty things. Dom/sub type of vibe.

Oh boi this is an interesting prompt. This was lots of fun to do >:3

Warning: Masturbation, handjobs, praise kink, biting, blood drinking, spooky dracopia stuff, Copia being a good boy and needing some praise

Word Count: 1523

Copia groaned, rubbing at his tired eyes. It was another long night of doing paperwork in his office and he was quickly losing focus. The pile of papers next to him was looking all the more tiring to look at. He had made a lot of progress, but it was clear he wasn’t going to make any more anytime soon.

“I’ll do it in the morning. Gotta sleep,” he murmured, yawning as he stood up and stretched, cracking his back in several spots.

He sighed and made his way to his quarters where he undressed into his pajamas. Once he was comfortable, he made his way to his bed.

“Copia,” a voice whispered, making him pause. That voice was so familiar. He looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary.

“Ah, I need to sleep. I’m hearing things,” he said after seeing that he was alone in his room.

A sinister chuckle filled the air, sending a shiver running down his spine. Did he fall asleep at his desk again? He often had nightmares when that happened, but this felt real. This had to be Swiss’s doing. The multi ghoul had a habit of scaring him like this, but he didn’t feel the ghoul’s familiar chill presence in the room.

“Who’s there? My office is closed for the night and I would like to get some sleep,” Copia said loudly, his eyes darting every which way to find the intruder.

His gaze fell on the floor length mirror that stood near his bed and his heart nearly skipped a beat when he saw his reflection smiling back at him. It was him, but something was off about it. His reflection had one pale eye and one red red eye that stared right into his very soul. The reflection’s smile widened, revealing sharp fanged teeth. The reflection was clad in all black, making him look like a void. Despite the different eyes and teeth, the reflection looked just like him.

“Cazzo. I really am dreaming,” Copia murmured, stepping closer to the mirror and touching his cheek. His reflection did the same. Once the reflection touched his cheek, Copia felt cold fingers caressing his skin.

“You’re not dreaming, Papa,” his reflection crowed, touching his neck. Copia shivered when he felt the reflections fingers on his neck. This had to be the work of the devil in some way. It was so fascinating, but so strange.

“Who are you?” Copia questioned.

“Potential,” the reflection replied, snapping his fingers. The mirror changed and Copia found himself face to face with his normal reflection. The other reflection stood behind him, his hands on his reflection’s neck. Copia was dumbfounded. He had no idea what was going on, but the creature’s hands on his neck felt too nice for him to question anything further.

“Hmm, it seems your blood is going elsewhere,” the creature chuckled darkly.

Copia grunted when he felt and saw himself grow hard. The creature’s clawed hands roamed down to his pants, palming his front, making him all the more hard and wanting more. Copia looked behind and saw that he was still alone. This had to be a ghost of some kind. Maybe even a vampire, but vampires didn’t show up in reflections.

“Eager as always. Mmm, let’s play a little game,” the creature purred.

“What…What do you…you want to do?” Copia stammered.

“Sit on the bed and I’ll tell you,” the creature said, pulling his hands away.

Copia was quick to obey. He wanted the creature’s hands on him again.

Once he was seated on the bed, he looked at the mirror and saw that it sat behind him. It was no longer clad in a black void and was now dressed in his vampire wing outfit. It looked more fitting for the creature as he stretched his arms out, revealing more realistic bat wings.

“Um…I am ready for the game,” Copia said.

“Good. Do as I say and keep your eyes on me and only me, Papa. If you look away or if you disobey me, then your punishment will be painful,” the creature said, moving his shirt to expose his flesh on his shoulder. The creature hissed, baring its fangs close to his skin. Copia felt the creature hissing in his ear, making him shudder in response. This certainly wasn’t good, but the rules didn’t seem too difficult.

“Are you ready?” The creature questioned.

Copia nodded, keeping his eyes glued to the mirror. The creature grinned wickedly before placing its hands on his neck once more. Copia felt the urge to lean his head back to let the creature get more access, but that would mean looking away. He had to resist the temptation.

“Take your pants off,” the creature ordered.

While still keeping his eyes peeled on his reflection, Copia got out of his pants, freeing his erect cock. The creature hummed in satisfaction as its hand trailed down his front and slowly stroked him. Copia’s eyes widened when he felt its hand on him. He wanted more than anything to look down and see if the creature was actually touching him, but he had to obey the rules. He had to be good for whatever this creature was.

“Who would have thought that this is something that you’re into?” The creature purred as it continued pumping his cock while keeping its other hand around his throat. Copia moaned in response, feeling the need to lean back against the creature as he moved his hips for it. He needed to close his eyes and relax, but he had to obey.

He kept his eyes on himself, blushing at the amount of precum that already leaked from his cock and coated the creature’s fingers. The creature didn’t stop. It continued stroking him while watching him like a hungry predator, its mismatched red and white eyes wide with hunger as if daring Copia to look away.

Moments passed and Copia felt the urge to look down as he felt himself getting close. Something within him wanted to see what was really down there. If it meant being bitten, then he could handle it. He had been bitten by his ghouls plenty of times.

The creature hummed softly and moved closer to his ear, giving it a playful nibble that he could feel.

“Look at you, you’re being so good for me,” it purred in his ear.

That was it. Just a few words of praise. That was enough to send him over the edge. Copia moaned and looked down, seeing his own hands on his hard cock as he came over them. An annoyed hiss filled the air and Copia looked back at the mirror. The creature glared at him, teeth bared angrily as both of its hands went to his neck. Copia felt his throat tighten and he was unable to move nor speak.

“Idiota. I told you not to move. It seems we have some work to do,” the creature growled before biting into his exposed shoulder.

Copia yelped in pain, still unable to move despite trying his best to escape from the creature. He could only watch in shock as the creature feasted on his blood. He found he was able to move his hands and he reached up to touch his neck, but felt nothing there. He pulled his hand away and saw that it was coated in blood and cum.

“A…A nightmare. A…sexy nightmare,” he murmured as everything went dark.

“Wake up, Copia,” a voice whispered in his ear.

Copia grunted, forcing his eyes open. He was laying comfortably in his bed, clutching a Plushia close to his chest. He grimaced at the toy and pushed it away from him as he sat up in bed. He took in his surroundings until he noticed his mirror. He crept closer to it in hopes of seeing the creature from before. Nothing looked out of the ordinary nor was there any blood staining his sheets. There were some suspicious stains on his blanket but that had to be from his strange dream.

“Ah cazzo. No more juice boxes before bed, C,” he murmured, smacking his lips and feeling thirsty all of a sudden. His neck was sore and when he moved his shirt to see his neck, he saw no teeth marks there.

“You slept on it bad. Gotta work on that,” he said, taking in his appearance in the mirror once again. He could have sworn he saw his green eye glow red for a moment and he shook his head. It was just a dream.

“Why did it feel so real?” He questioned, feeling himself grow hard as he thought of the way the creature pleasured him. He sighed and made his way to the bathroom so he could handle it in the shower. He had quite a story to tell his ghouls.

“Fuck, I’m thirsty,” he moaned, walking past the bathroom mirror. He tried not to look at it, but noticed his reflection standing still while watching him. It was all in his head. It had to be.

“Go find something to drink after this, Papa”

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Hey! Really love all your prompts.

I was writing a fanfic with an apocalypse au, with an enemies to lovers subplot and needed help with one-liners for it.

Hi, so happy to hear that :)

Here are some prompts for you:

Enemies to lovers - Apocalypse AU

"So what happened to 'not even if I were the last person on earth'?"

"The world really had to end for us to put our differences aside."

"Pre-apocalypse me would've never believed that we could ever be more than enemies."

"It's crazy how we went from hating each other to loving each other."

"This all is less terrifying with you by my side."

"Love truly is stronger than hate."

"I can't believe I'm actually considering being with you."

"We have so much more important things to think about than petty drama."

"This will probably be the end of the world and I'm happy that we are no longer enemies."

"Just a few weeks ago I hated your guts."

"Everyone was a different person before this all happened."

"The world is ending and I would much rather spend it in good company than in hate."

"Why didn't we get along again?"

"No one I would rather spend the end of the world with."

Hope you like them!

- Jana

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genshin men when you openly flirt with them<3 / with an aggressive flirt gender neutral reader (pt.1)

To note: modern au, college au, separate scenarios | fluff, humor

warnings: cheesy pick up lines(more on Kazuha's) + a one-liner is nsfw if u squint(Xiao's) + use of the word 'daddy' jokingly (Childe's) + the prompt's already out of the window as I got carried away writing each character's scenario 💀💀 + reader's an aggressive flirt to everyone but gets folded by albedo👍👍

Xiao

Absolutely repulsed.

It was your first time meeting and you didn't hesitate to use one of those cheesy pick-up lines on him.

"...damn, did you fall from heaven?"

"..."

"'Cause you're as pretty as an angel,"

He ends up giving you a stony face which amused you to no end. Little did you know, he was still processing what you said and would only probably figure out the meaning behind your words hours later—which will of course sour his mood to no end.

Everytime you see each other on campus, you'd be smiling so hard for no reason. Just seeing your toothy grin sends chills up his spine, especially when you go after him right after.

You were so shameless. You're not that close for you to joke around with him like that. But even so, he doesn't push you away.

"Were you waiting for me?"

He could almost see you smirking as he heard your voice from behind.

"..." He was just passing by your classroom, meeting you was a complete coincidence.

But of course you wouldn't let that go. "You didn't have to wait for me, you know that right? You're so sweet,"

He thought staying silent and unresponsive every time you teased him will eventually make you want to go away, but it looks like it backfired.

"Don't you have anything better to do?"

You were surprised at his sudden response. Normally you wouldn't get a single peep out of him. But even so, you restrained your excitement and feigned to be in deep thought before nodding.

"You."

"I'm the one asking you." Xiao was at his wit's end.

"And what did I say?" You laugh, gave him a quick pinch on the arm, and ran off.

He stood rooted in his spot, eyebrows frowned in confusion. Xiao watched as your figure disappeared right after you turned to a corner.

Until it dawned on him.

He almost passed out in anger.

The audacity! He's never going to let you make a fool out of him ever again!!

It'll be real hard to spot Xiao in the next few weeks even if you tried—he was so vigilant in his tracks you'd think he'd already transferred out... That was until you spotted him eating lunch under a tree. Lonesome as ever, you couldn't help but keep him company.

"Missed me enough to finally show yourself?"

You could visibly see him freeze and drop a chip in surprise. His back was suddenly straighter as he turned his head to meet your eyes.

"...can you leave?" He'd say in a dismissive tone, but you only laugh.

"Alright." Looking at his aggrieved face, you fought the urge to pinch both his cheeks.

"But just so you know, I missed you." It was true. It's been a whole month since you last saw him.

And maybe it was because of the way you said it. Somehow, he felt that what you told him was genuine.

You got ready to leave after giving him a small smile, but as you turned around, someone pulled on your hoodie tight—tight enough to make you pause.

"...Xiao?"

"I bought too many."

He said, not looking at you but looking at the paper bag beside him that was full of snacks.

"Then...I can eat them for you?" You ask him as you swiftly sat beside the man.

"You're so shameless." He shakes his head, and you almost thought you were hallucinating when you saw the small smile on his lips.

Childe

He'd be so into it!

"What's a fine gentleman like yourself doing in a place like this?"

"Looking for someone as equally fine like yourself," He'd be smirking as he leans on a countertop.

"..." Zhongli who invited you both to his housewarming party.

Ajax could never get enough of your dynamic! Finally, someone who can keep up with his fast-paced humor(yes, he's flirting ironically)!

It wouldn't be a surprise if the two of you have gotten closer ever since.

"You look so good in that baby," he says, as you give him a few poses wearing the new shirt you got. The wifi connection was extremely fast so video calls with him were the same as hanging out with him, you can chill while he's basically on a vacation on the other side of the world.

"Do I really?" You say in an overly coquettish voice, he had to go out of the camera's view to sneak in a laugh. You yourself almost broke character.

"You...pfft...you do.." He closed his eyes for a second and breathed in, clearing his mind.

"What're you doing daddy? Don't tell me...pfft...Y-You.. haha.."

"I what, baby?" He snorted.

"Y-You can't...resist my sexy aura..my sexy sexy charms..."

"Of...of course... I can't wait 'till I get my hands on my p-precious darling baby... W-Wearing their green Shrek shirt..."

You two were fighting for your lives not to laugh, both your faces looked like you were holding in a shit.

Suddenly a loud bang was heard on his end, making you two jump up slightly. Ajax whipped his head to see both his little brothers enter his room.

"See! I told you they're talking again!"

"Brother?"

They were fast, immediately crowding Ajax's laptop and seeing you on the videocall.

"Hi there," you smiled at the kids, but you'd be lying if you said you weren't a little nervous. This was the first time you'd be meeting Ajax's family, and it was in a way you didn't expect.

"I'm Teucer!"

"I'm Anthon, hello."

"I'm Y/n," you wave enthusiastically.

"We know," Anthon nods, and your brow quirked up in surprise.

"You know me?"

But your question was ultimately ignored.

"Your shirt looks odd." Teucer immediately went in for the kill and your face burned in embarrassment.

"Does it?" You try to play it cool, but at this point Ajax was already howling in laughter.

"What's so funny?" Teucer looked confused.

Anthon on the other hand, smiled wide.

"Y/n you made brother laugh!"

You crossed your arms and feigned haughtiness.

"That's right, what can't I do,"

"I hope you and brother will stay together for a long time."

"..?" Well that came out of nowhere.

"Brother told us all about you. You're nice, and you're cute, and you're cool."

You open your eyes so wide it almost bulged out.

"And you make brother happy. He said that before too,"

"..."

Ajax has stopped laughing by now.

You two awkwardly blinked at each other.

"By the way, I got a cool toy from brother..."Teucer was about to go on and ramble about the new toy but was scooped into his older brother's arm—both him and Anthon on either side.

"Now, now, me and Y/n have something to talk about."

"But I wanna talk to them!" "Me too,"

"Please? It'll only take a short while, but it's super top secret so we can't share it with you guys,"

"But why???"

And then you were left there, still awkward with yourself as you looked at the corner of Ajax's room. After a minute, he finally came back on screen.

"Sorry about that,"

"That's fine,"

And then silence.

It was real uncomfortable since you two were never awkward with each other before. You clear your throat loudly at the same time as he did.

"..."

"Maybe we should stop being so sus around each other."

"Maybe we should," Ajax looked away, the redness of the apples of his cheeks spreading throughout his neck and ears.

Kazuha

You'd assume that the way to his heart were flowery words.

"There was a thump,"

"??" Kazuha whipped his head behind him to look for the source of the voice.

"The sound of the moment we fell."

Finally seeing the person who was reciting the poem, Kazuha visibly relaxed.

"The sound that says,"

He smiles at the sight of you. "Y/n."

"We can never go back to the moment before." You continued.

Naturally, Kazuha gave his appreciation for the arts through applause.

"That was wonderful,"

"Thank you." You give a slight bow as you welcomed yourself in, and then sat beside him on the floor.

It was silent for a while, and it was Kazuha who first made conversation.

"How did you know I was here?"

"..." You scratched your arm, embarrassment taking over.

But even without answering, it seems like he already knew why. He chuckles lightly.

"You should head back."

"But I don't want to, I want to stay with you."

"...then I won't force you to."

"..."

Looking around, once you close the door...it was indeed pretty dark in here. The only light source came from the cracks of the deteriorating school window.

"I wonder why this classroom closed." You found yourself blurting out.

"They said this one was haunted."

You immediately whip your head to Kazuha's direction.

"You're joking. "

"Not in the slightest."

Faced with the ever-so-honest-looking Kazuha, you could only pursue your lips into a thin line.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" He asks in a light tone.

"Why, not at all."

He looked like he didn't believe you at all. "And if I told you a story?"

You shook your head, cleared your throat, and instead began your quest to shake his heart.

"If you wanted to break me,

I'd tear easily as paper."

"..." Kazuha was at a loss.

"My will has vanished,

With it reason."

You had your eyes closed for dramatic effect, and you slowly opened them, meeting his pair of doe ones.

"This traitorous heart

Has fallen without a fight

I have no armour but

The love you flourished in me."

Silence.

"...I take it that you don't want me to tell you a ghost story." Kazuha finally spoke.

"Yeah, I don't." You stared blankly in front of you, at the lamp that was covered with a long white cloth.

"Today's poems were very well-thought, by the way."

"Hmm??" You leaned toward him in enthusiasm. "How about the other poems I've recited before that?"

Kazuha casually leans back a bit, putting space between the two of you.

"Of course, they're equally as good. Did you make them?"

As much as you wanted to take credit, you wanted to come off as a clean and upright person.

"Not at all." You denied, "They are penned by excellent poets such as yourself."

His lips curved up in a charming manner. "Then who made the last poem you recited?"

"....uh." Your eyes looked everywhere but him.

He wasn't forcing you to remember but you still felt pressured. "Shakespeare?" You managed to blurt out."

"Did you memorize the first few poems that came out when you googled, "Romantic poems" ?"

"..." And right at that moment, you were caught. You automatically collapsed in despair.

"Hahaha,"

"?" You look up from your kowtowing position, and saw him heartily laughing. The clear sound of that made your heart itch a little.

"Then, shall I make a haiku about you?"

"I..." You almost short-circuited. No way, he's really gonna make a haiku about you??

"I do not deserve the honor," you kowtow once again.

"It's not a big deal." He looked ahead of him, and looked like he was lost in thought for awhile.

"Your mouth is moving.

Up and down, emitting noise.

It's of interest."

"..........thanks?" Why do you feel like you've been made fun of?

Kazuha then turns to smile at you. "You're welcome."

"Why are you here, of all places?" You suddenly ask him after a while.

But as if he was already expecting the question, he answered placidly.

"In truth, this is a comfort place of mine." As he explains, a look undescribable to you was once again present on his pretty face. "It's quiet. Once I look out of the cracks on the window, I am greeted with the lush greenery of the campus' garden...even a tree branch has managed to bulldoze its way into the wall."

"But isn't sneaking in here illegal. Why don't you just go out to the garden if you like nature so much? It's less suffocating and dark there."

"People come and go in the garden. I can't be bothered to be disturbed in my relaxation."

"..." And it does feel like he's telling you to get out of his comfort space.

"I am very sorry."

"Don't be." He reached out from his pocket, and produced milk candies. "Here."

"..." You just accepted them. It's not like you're gonna eat everything.

"What do you see in me?"

"Wha-Uh-....huh?" You almost choked on air at his sudden words.

He.... He knows? But how??

"Wha-at?" You look at him with eyes as huge as saucers, and he almost laughed out loud again.

"It's just been a wonder of mine for a while. Because... I'm just a simple person. I have nothing to my name, and I regret to say I have no great ambition. I don't even know why I'm still in university. Hah."

"..."

"That is why I wanted to know why you're pursuing me. I, who isn't worth pursuing."

"If I told you, you're not going to believe it."

"Hmm. Maybe I would."

"You would?" Your voice lowered to a whisper.

Kazuha shifted so that he would be closer, fully extinguishing the personal space he once enforced. "Tell me."

"Well,

It's because I fell in love with your soul."

His long lashes trembled.

It was so cheesy.

But as cheesy as it was, it still made two of his ears visibly red.

"Love is a strong word." He says stiffly.

"And it is as strong as the feelings I have for you."

"Hmm." He looks away from the piercing gaze of your eyes.

Now his ears were not the only part that was red on him. Even his cheeks started to burn visibly.

"So, do you mind my advances?" You ask carefully.

"...if you really want to, then I suppose I don't mind." Kazuha gave you a smile different from all the other smiles he had given you.

It was a very good feeling.

Albedo

You'd never think that he had it in him to be quite honest.

"Hey there cutie,"

"..."

Yet another person who uses the word cutie. Wasn't Lisa enough.

"What're you up to?"

"If I tell you, would you really listen?"

"For you I would," You smile at him, which only made him discreetly roll his eyes.

"Yeah? Okay then. I'm working on an abstract algebra problem,"

It's not even the topic he's currently learning. He just wanted to intimidate you and make you leave.

...

What?

At first you were at a loss, but you didn't scurry away and instead stayed with him for the next three hours in the library. In the end, you actually were able to solve a few problems yourself. It didn't seem like you planned on leaving at all.

You two were only put to a rest when the librarian informed the both of you of its closing time.

Coming out of the library, you made a big stretch, then sighed.

"I didn't expect to learn a lot today." You turn to him with a light smile.

"And I didn't expect you to keep up." He was a bit regretful that he judged you too early. But was it his fault you approached him so...slime-ily??

"Well, it's because you're a good teacher..." You look at him in the eye, before your own pair curved upwards. "...Sir,"

He was honestly speechless.

"See you whenever," you wave at him before heading home.

It was a weird encounter. One that he didn't expect he'll have again sooner.

"Hi!! I didn't know we're in the same two classes,"

"?" He had to do a double take once he got a good look at your face.

"Ah, the person from the library."

"Good, I thought for a second there you've forgotten all about me,"

It literally just happened yesterday.

"Seems like fate doesn't it?" You chuckle and nudged him playfully.

"Fate, huh." He was still baffled at how he didn't find your face familiar. Not to mention the school year would already be ending in ninety days.

"By the way, are you free later?"

He stopped in his tracks and looks at you, who was matching his pace of walking. "Why?"

"Nothing, just wanted to ask you out on a d—"

"I have other important matters to attend to."

"Damn! I'm joking," you hold on to his arm to prevent him from speedwalking away from you.

"Actually, we're partners for the end of term project, didn't you hear..."

"..." How would he know. He was thinking of other things while in class earlier.

"Are you serious?" Your face fell. He blinked back at you slowly. And while you think it was pretty enticing—the way his long lashes quivered—you bit your inner cheek and dragged his ass to the nearest coffee shop to discuss the details.

Three weeks in and you were sure you two would be taking home the best score they could give to a project. With Albedo mapping out all loose ends and you executing the rest correctly, you'd say you two make a pretty productive team—and you surely don't stop yourself from letting him know!

"Another day's work done by the Albe(Y/n/n) duo," you huff as you shut down your laptop. You turn to him and give him a smile.

"Don't you think I deserve some sort of reward?"

"Reward?"

"I did almost everything today. You just proofread the report,"

"Everything you did was under my close guidance."

You chose to ignore his last words and cheekily, you point at his voluminous blonde hair.

"Let me play with it."

"Do you really think I'd agree with that?" he genuinely wants to know the answer. What did he do to make you believe in such delusions.

"Then give me a kiss for goodluck,"

"That's even worse," He packed up his own things before standing up from his chair.

"I'm going home,"

"Already??" You pout. He looks at you with eyes devoid of emotion.

"....okay, you can go."

Inwardly, Albedo was thankful that you could notice whenever his social battery ran out everytime.

And so you accompany him to the parking lot where he chained his motorbike to.

The walk to the public parking lot was silent, probably because you didn't want to annoy the guy since he's already drained from the work and your antics throughout the day.

"See you tomorrow." He says, before putting on his slick black helmet and mounting his bike.

"Wait!" You say loudly, startling him.

"..."

"Sorry... Haha," you scratch your head in embarrassment. Not wanting to make him wait any further, you quickly got on to the point.

"What if we meet up on the library tomorrow morning."

"??? We could talk in class," you know, like you two do when you sit beside each other.

"But there's something I want to tell you,"

"...okay." He almost said you can say it right here right now, but he was currently too tired to handle a deep conversation. From his quick analysis of your body language, he thought it was something that you two will take hours to process.

"Also, from a scale of 1 to 10 how attractive do you find me to be,"

"...........Are you serious right now?" Albedo was once again dumbfounded... For the nth time today.

"Quick, how attractive do you find me to be?"

"...." Seeing your determined face, he could only sigh and give in. "What do you mean by that?"

"However you interpreted it."

"... I don't think I get what you mean."

This blockhead. Did you really need to break it down and make it digestible for this man's brain. He's smart, sure, but in situations such as this...

"So you don't want to answer?" You grumble at him. "Then fine, let's switch the question. On a scale of 1 to 10 do you find me interesting"

You stayed deathly quiet on a cold cloudless night, in an empty parking lot with only the two of you looking at each other intensely.

You could almost feel your heart beating out of your ribcage.

"Ten."

That was the last thing he said before you hear the roar of his motorbike, and you were left alone with your gushy mushy feelings, mouth wide open.

That's it!! You're telling him!

The next day you arrived an hour earlier before the set meet-up time in the library. You just couldn't wait anymore, you almost puked in excitement.

To your surprise, he was already there. Even earlier than you too!

He was reading a book, sitting quietly on your usual spot in the library.

"Hey there cutie." You said in the slimiest fashion you could ever muster as you approached him.

You were expecting to hear a witty remark from him, but he was instead smiling.

"..." You almost dropped dead. Why the hell would he flash you a smile?

"You...who are you..."

Seeing your reaction, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"I was just reminded of something."

"..?"

He sighs, before standing up.

"What do you want to talk about? Here in the library, of all places..."

Oof. Too soon. You haven't even recovered from the previous shock he caused.

"Okay. So." You breathed in a lungful to muster up courage.

"So.."

"So..?" Albedo had his eyebrows slightly raised, and you noticed that the small smile he had on was still there.

"...hey, you're in an awfully very good mood today mister." You frown at him.

"Don't get distracted?"

"Whose fault do you think is it," you sigh, before continuing on with the agenda. "So um, yesterday, last night... You said I was a ten,"

"Hmmm?"

"W-When I asked you how interesting am I..." You looked away from his awfully intimidating staredown.

"I see. I remember that."

"I was just wondering if, I could ask you another question."

"Okay."

"Using the scale."

"Go ahead."

"UHM, so." You cleared your throat. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how likely are you to keep in contact with me after graduation."

"..."

For some reason, he looked surprised. But he was quick to conceal it(even though you already noticed).

"Five."

Your heart sank. "FIVE ??" that couldn't be possible? Just last night he said ten!(to a completely different question)

"Mmhm. Five."

"But why ?"

"Well of course. It's only possible to keep in contact with someone who also wants to keep in contact."

"..." You blink at him.

And he didn't look away. Just indulged in your staring and stared straight back.

"So you mean..?"

"On a scale of 1 to 10," Albedo pronounces each word clearly, "How likely are you to keep in contact with me after graduation?"

"...Five," you breathed out.

"I said five, you said five. Then that makes it?"

"A ten."

"Very good." He reached out and did the unexpected; he pinches your cheek.

"Hey—!!"

"That's for all the times you pinched my side," he smirks.

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