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shadowdaddies · 8 months

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Could I possibly request some fluff or smut for Rhys? Maybe it’s his and readers wedding day/mating ceremony?

I kinda want to leave it up to you if you wanna keep if fluffy or turn it into smut because I could go both ways right now.

Like I’m in a fluffy mood but I wouldn’t be opposed to some smut as well, if that makes sense lol. Sorry for not being able to make up my mind lol

Hope you have a great day and hope you are taking care of yourself 🩷🩷

Thank you for the request and the kind words, anon💜💜 I hope you have a lovely day as well. I am also feeling very fluffy today, but I added a little spice at the end for ya too

For Eternity, and Evermore

Rhys x Reader

Warnings: this is very fluffy, just a little suggestiveness at the end

With shaky hands, you took the bouquet of flowers and began your walk to the courtyard where your closest friends and family were waiting. Heart racing from the nerves that accompanied the biggest moment of your life, you took a deep breath as you arrived at the start of the aisle and looked up to see your mate, Rhys, waiting for you at the other end.

The moment you locked eyes with him, you felt as though your chest would burst with the overwhelming joy and peace. Your mate. Your forever. A golden warmth spread through your chest as you looked at the other half of your soul, and felt whole for the first time in your life. Faintly aware of your friends and family watching you, it felt as though you were floating towards Rhys, who smiled brightly at you through barely unshed tears.

You took your place next to the priestess, holding Rhys’s hands. You were briefly drawn back to reality when you heard a sob, and turned to see Mor comforting a crying Cassian in the crowd. You turned back to Rhys, who gave you a knowing smile as you softly laughed and gently squeezed his hands. You fumbled your way through the vows you’d written to Rhys, feeling as though there would never be words adequate to describe what he meant to you. Nevertheless, Rhys poured his love and gratitude through the bond at your attempt.

When it came time for Rhysand to say his vows, it was as though the rest of the world disappeared, and gave you two your own for a moment. Rhys’s voice wavered for the first time since you had known him as he laid his soul bare to you. “My dearest love, you held my heart long before I met you. I spent over five hundred years, unaware that I was missing the best part of myself until I found it. I didn’t know that the sense of wholeness I was searching for was possible, until I heard your voice. You are a song that I danced to in dreams, a work of art whose colors I see in everything. You do not only make me a better male, you make me who I am. I found myself in you. While eternity is not a long enough time with you, that is where we will start. I am honored to spend this life, and every life after as your mate. Yours, evermore.”

The rest of the night was blanketed in an enchanting mist, the entire world aglow as you danced and drank and celebrated with everyone you loved. You were pleasantly tired as people began to make their way to their homes for the night, letting out a soft yawn as you rested your head on Rhys’s shoulder.

He looked down at you, eyes filled with love and a mischievous promise as he watched your sleepy face, and murmured in your ear, “I hope you are not too tired, darling. I intend to repeat those vows to you again tonight. Letter by letter, with my tongue, against that sweet pussy.”

It was late the next day before sleep claimed you long enough to break from loving and worshipping every part of each other.

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mrs-snape5984 · 4 months

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“Rescue my heart, I'm deep underground…”

“I'm crashing and I'm burning, so reach out your hand to me…” (“Rescue my heart” by Liz Longley)

First of all: this is going to be a very personal post, full of pathetic self-pity and misery…so if you’re feeling triggered by that or by a whiny, overdramatic middle aged woman….stop reading. Seriously.

I’m using my tumblr blog as some kind of personal diary…combining art with my own thoughts and emotions. Sadly, I have not a single spark of talent in my fibres, so I’m always looking for the right artists here on tumblr, who can help me to make my ideas come to life graphically (ignoring the melting of my savings).

I reached out to @madfantasy again for this very personal piece of art. Mani, my dear friend, you’re the only person, who’s perfect for my most personal, very raw requests. You created something so beautiful…so right out of my heart! I can’t describe, how grateful I am for your understanding of my ideas…for your talent…for your kind soul. 🖤 Thank you, love!

My life with ME/CFS sucks. I’m apologising for my harsh words and my lack of gratitude towards life itself, but that’s just how I’m feeling!

I know, I should rather be grateful for the things in my life, which I wouldn’t want to miss. I have three wonderful children, I have a few very good friends (in real life and - thanks to tumblr - also online). But…on some days (and these are actually pretty prominent at the moment), I just hate my life as it is now.

I’m spending my whole days in the darkness of my room, not capable of leaving the house (and often even my bed) without getting disoriented by the overstimulation of my mind and the exhaustion of my body. I can’t stand more than one person in my room…otherwise my brain can’t handle the noise and the movements of others. I can’t go to my workplace anymore…and I really loved my job! I can’t stay in contact with people properly, because most people don’t understand, why I’m not answering their messages or phone calls. I’m too exhausted and too overwhelmed with those things. Reading? Watching TV? Well, not for me anymore (at least for the most days) Every little bit too much (sometimes the smallest things!) leads me into the next “crash” of my disease…resulting in fevers, pain, loss of mental and physical capabilities…up to losing consciousness. Every fucking time!

All I want is to scream…scream my lungs out to let the pain and grief go! I want to scream out all those feelings of misery, which I’m only bottling up every day! But I know…just like talking…it would only cause another crash. Each crash is dragging me further down…and there’s no possibility of digging my way out of this again.

So, for this raw piece of art, I wanted the only person, who had never left me over the past 21 years, to hold me. Hold me, Severus…keep me safe…be my haven! Let me scream and cry and help me to find a way out of this hell…I’m begging you…

🖤 Severus & Julia 🖤

#i love severus #severus x oc #fuck me/cfs #Severus is my safe haven #i want to scream #personal shit #let it all go #severus snape #mani is wonderful #mani is our safe space #severus snape fan art #snart #severus fanart #severus snape art #snape art

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south-of-heaven · 8 months

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shawn michaels x mcmahon reader when shawn gets inducted in the hall of fame and reader inducted him?

Hall of Fame || Shawn Michaels x Reader

Summary: You induct Shawn into the WWE Hall of Fame.

The grandeur of the WWE Hall of Fame ceremony was palpable in the air as you stood backstage, preparing for your most important speech yet. Your husband, the legendary Shawn Michaels, had asked you to be the one to induct him into this prestigious institution, and the honor was both exhilarating and humbling.

As you took a deep breath and made your way toward the stage, your heart swelled with pride. Shawn had been your rock, your confidant, and your love for so many years. You were determined to ensure that everyone in that audience understood just what an incredible man he was, not just as a wrestling icon, but as a partner, a friend, and a husband.

The spotlight shone brightly on you as you stepped up to the podium. The crowd fell into a hushed anticipation, awaiting your words. Your eyes scanned the audience, locking onto Shawn's reassuring gaze. He gave you a nod and a faint smile, his trust in you unwavering.

"Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests, and fans from around the world," you began, your voice carrying through the hall, "I stand before you tonight with the extraordinary privilege of inducting a man whose career and character have left an indelible mark on the world of sports entertainment. But, beyond his achievements in the ring, I want to share with you the remarkable person that Shawn Michaels is."

As you spoke, you painted a vivid picture of the man you knew and loved. You described his dedication to his craft, his relentless pursuit of excellence, and the countless sacrifices he had made to entertain and inspire millions. You spoke of his charisma, his unmatched showmanship, and the way he had the entire arena in the palm of his hand every time he stepped through the curtain.

But it wasn't just the Heartbreak Kid you celebrated. You talked about the loving husband he had been to you, the father who cherished his children, and the friend who was always there when needed. You shared anecdotes of his humor, his kindness, and the countless times he had gone above and beyond to help others in need.

The audience hung on your every word, and you could see tears glistening in the eyes of some of the wrestling legends in attendance. You wanted them to know that Shawn Michaels was more than a wrestler; he was a remarkable human being.

"And, so, tonight, we celebrate a man who has graced us with his talent, who has touched our hearts, and who continues to inspire us all," you concluded. "Shawn Michaels, my husband, my partner in crime, and my best friend, it is with great honour and immense love that I induct you into the WWE Hall of Fame."

The crowd erupted into applause, and Shawn made his way to the stage, tears in his eyes. He embraced you tightly, whispering words of gratitude and love. As you both stood before the cheering crowd, you knew that this moment, this honor, was a testament to the extraordinary man Shawn was, and you were immensely proud to be the one to share his story with the world.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wrestling #wwe #shawn michaels x reader #heartbreak kid shawn michaels #shawn michaels #heart break kid #heartbreak kid #hbk #hbk shawn michaels

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palestinian-fundraising · 15 days

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PLEASE READ AND REBLOG🇵🇸

Help Bring My Autistic Brother Safely out of Gaza

*enough money was raised for all family to escape, but still need money for vital medication and other necessities*

Message from the creator:

Dear Friends,

I am a final year medical student in Egypt, and I am reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for help.

While I strive to fulfill my dreams of becoming a healer, my thoughts are consumed by the safety and well-being of my family. My family, consisting of seven members, including an autistic and non-verbal child, is currently trapped in the North of Gaza amidst the relentless bombardments and violence that have surrounded the region.

Every day, they face unimaginable horrors, the constant fear of airstrikes, the scarcity of food and clean water, and the inability to access essential medical care. My mother and my autistic brother are particularly vulnerable, with my brother's condition amplifying the fear and confusion he experiences during this difficult time.

As I write this, my family :

My father Hatem An English teacher in High school .

My Mother Azza A teacher in elementary school .

Mohamed who is a software engineer who lost his job because of this war .

Dana software engineering student who just started university last year and now her University is a pile of rubble .

Hala in her last year as student , the war stoped it .

Omar who is the twin brother for ahmed and his big strong brother .

is surrounded by chaos, with no means of escape. They have fallen ill multiple times due to drinking contaminated water, and the lack of access to medication only adds to their suffering. It breaks my heart to know that they are enduring such hardship, especially my dear brother, who struggles to comprehend the terrifying reality around him.

I refuse to stand still while my loved ones suffer. That's why I am reaching out to you, our global community, for support. We urgently need funds to secure a paid crossing permit that will allow my mother and my autistic brother to escape the horrors of Gaza and seek refuge in Egypt, where they will be safe from the constant threat of violence.

Our immediate goal is to get my mother and my brother out first, and once we reach our target fund, we will continue to accept donations to assist the rest of my family.

Your donation, no matter how small, will make a world of difference in our quest to bring my family to safety. Every dollar raised will go directly towards securing the necessary permits, transportation, and essential resources to ensure a smooth transition for my family.

Please, if you find it in your heart to help, consider making a contribution to our cause. Your generosity will not only save lives but also provide hope and solace to a family torn apart by conflict and despair.

We will keep you informed through this event on the handling of incoming funds to promote transparency. You can also reach out to us at any time with any concerns you may have about the situation.

Thank you for your compassion and support during this difficult time.

With deepest gratitude,

Abdelrahman Alimari

P.S:

- The mentioned fundraising calculations are based on USD, while our target amount is in CAD .

-It Cost 5000 USD to evacuate one perosn from the Rafah border .

- Ahmed Rayyan who's name is associated with the campaign is my uncle, we had to use his bank account because the platform only allows american or european based bank accounts.

Instagram account : abood_h_omari

UPDATE:

Dear friends ,

Its Abdelrahman .

The words can’t describe my feelings to this love and support from all of you , I finally Raised enough to evacuate my whole family all 7 with your help and kindness .

Thank you all for this who ever you are and where ever you’ve been and i am want your help to continue so they have a quiet, peaceful life in the future .

PS :

I am raising my goal for the needs of my brother Ahmed who will need Medication ( Risperidon ) to his Condition and to attend an Autism Foundation Program , and My Mother Azza who is suffering from Cervical polyp and its complication ( Menorrhagia ) and she needs surgery , and the Basic needs of My family in Egypt and travel expenses .

I know what i am asking is too difficult but with your help i think its possible .

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writingmochi · 7 months

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ｌｏａｄｉｎｇｉｎｔｅｒｆａｃｅ．．．

you have reached year 2

lissie: greetings, visitor! this is your flight director speaking~ welcome to the two-year anniversary of this blog (freaking awesome if you ask me). thank you so much for reading, indulging, and/or interacting with this blog, me, or my works. the sentence before cannot describe the gratitude i'm expressing towards all of you. this is a yearly recap for me and maybe for new visitors who come to know what has happened on this blog for the year.

before we get to it, i'm doing a survey to get to know my audience better (and more research). if you have spare time, do fill in the survey so that i get to know more about the visitors, the works, and the audience on tumblr in general! (average time is around 3 minutes~)

survey link! (survey closed)

leggo!

all research done (read: works written and released)

troubled pixies | txt's taehyun (2 parts; 52k [novel])

smirch episode 2: jay | enhypen's jay (27.4k [novella])

isobel | txt's soobin (43.3k [novel])

pizzeria run | enhypen's sunoo (17.9k [novella])

total: 4 works (1 two-shots, 3 oneshots) and 140.6k words written

all the navigators connected (read: mutuals i got within the year. check last year's recap if you didn't find yours!)

@it-rains-blue (via @itz-yerin)

yerin! the other biggest bamtori i know here! gosh i hope you're doing well irl and online... hope for the best for your confession cafe >> check it out folks @the-love-cafe

@heart2beom

hey jazmine! i notice you haven't posted in a while now. so i'm hoping your doing okay, okay?

@tyunlatte / @wave2tyun

alex! if you are lurking, i hope you're doing so good irl! live your life for the best (edit: alex's back!)

@lovejoshua

1/6 angels: ilem istg! hi! you've been like one of the constant presence when i check the discord server. hope you treat yourself well!

@junniieesbby

2/6 angels: whenever i see a heart, it always reminds me of you, angie. i think you're busy currently, so the best i can say is that hope you have a good rest cause you need it and always hydrate ;)

@hanniejie

3/6 angels: hey lex! i just saw the band au teaser on your blog and i wanna punch myself for not noticing that sooner! /j hope you have a great time writing that one :D

@txt-yaomi

4/6 angels: sof!! i gotta have to consult you more for street spirit cause just the way you work with the album for angel is just *chef's kiss*

@talesofyuan

yuan~~ ngl i can't wait to read your kei lovesick series (tho i'm hoping to staying loyal to yixiang) can't wait to see more of your &team fics. check the blog out for &team content, folks!

@choistick

5/6 angels: saph !! thanks for the tag and hope your hiatus is treating you well~

@robin-obsessed

6/6 angels: lee~ i've just seen that you also like riize like akfjbaieufiw okayyyy i hope you have a good day/night whenever and wherever you are!

@dido-of-the-endless

hi nida! tbh you have so many side blogs i'm confused in which one you post your writing (so i'm tagging your main account). feel free to consult me if you have any wips you wanna let out lmao >.< n thanks for joining the txt hub server, i won't know you if not from there...

@pyeonghongrie (via @pyeonghongrie-main)

rie! thank you so much for letting me in the cult (mueheheheh) and hope we can interact more here or on the server

@aduh0308

welcome to the roster, ada! thanks for letting me join the soobin collab and nice to see you!

director's journal entries (read: all the rants i have thought out the past year. some are genuine, some are sarcastic):

wow… i freaking broke tumblr huh

i shouldn't have been too ambitous fook me

bruh my body's crumbling…

i swear i hate college for not allowing me to write

i broke tumblr twice w/ a txt fic alsnskdams

tumblr can’t handle things :(

is my mind running too fast or is it just harder for people to understand me? annoying much…

i’m literally a step away from going out of the kpop fandom. this kind of fan behavior is sickening

^ and the fact is: i’ll probably survive

kinda wish someone could appreciate my writing just like i do for other people here

is there something wrong with how i write asks? i should have put more tone indicators…

the desire for me to revert back to web 1.0 is crazy. like, me owning a blog? ughh yes pls!

i’m getting freaking frustrated!!!

AGGHHHGHHHHHHHH

… will i ever … :")

*queue yoda's voice* you pushing back more wips i see

how the fuck have i made fewer works yet the wc is 20k away from last year's result? (166k for 12 compared to 140k for 5 works)

^ it's quality over quantity now darling

^^ and the fact that the year 3 count will get higher because of the fics you've delayed

notable moments from the past year

established @a-dream-bookmark, a rec blog + kpop writer & reader network

reaching 200!

started writing for ateez!

joining @kflixnet, @k-labels, and @cultofdionysusnet networks

what’s next?

lissie: if you haven't seen it, i'm starting a new big-scale series called terra incognita for enhypen's jake, do check it out if you like cyberpunk, or dystopian fics! also, i an doing the wips that i promised will be released this year (will prioritize evaluation and subterranean homesick alien first)

lissie: once again, thank you so much for following me on this journey! cheers~

#the voyage: year 2 #milestone of the moon #announcement from the moon

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ebrahimbadr09 · 26 days

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Look into my eyes

you will see

What you mean to me

We often carry in our hearts things that we are unable to express or do not find the right words to describe these things regarding our feelings towards those we love and those who love us, in particular, may be deceived by words if we try to use them, as well as pens if we decide to write them

And perhaps it is better at all times to leave our actions to express our capabilities and feelings

but I do not find it inevitable that I send a short message to the person who represents everyone and who means life to me

Believe me, no world compares to you and no one can replace you

Being close to you is a blessing that surpasses the world and what is in it

As you celebrate another year of life, I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude for the privilege of being by your side on this journey. Today marks not only the passing of time but also the celebration of the beautiful soul that you are

From the moment you came into my life, you brought with you a light and warmth that filled my days with happiness and meaning. Your laughter is the melody that fills my heart, and your smile is the beacon that guides me through every storm

On this special day, I want to express my deepest appreciation for all that you are. Your kindness, compassion, and unwavering support have been a constant source of strength for me. You are my confidante, my partner, and my greatest love.

As we embark on this journey together, I am filled with excitement for the adventures that lie ahead. With you by my side, I know that every obstacle can be overcome and every dream can be realized. You are my rock, my anchor, and my home.

On your birthday, I wish you all the happiness in the world. May your heart be filled with love, your days be filled with laughter, and your dreams be filled with endless possibilities. You deserve nothing but the best, today and always.

Happy birthday, my darling. Here's to celebrate you today and every day for the rest of our lives.

With all my love

@shorook

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imhereforbrownies · 2 years

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Congrats on 250!!! It's always so exciting to see growth 🤗

pronouns: she/her

personality: i am emotionally intelligent and easygoing. my friends describe me as someone who they can always count on to have fun with. i have adhd so i tend to be airheaded at times, and i like to make jokes despite my friends saying they're horrible. i am a bit clumsy as well so i make messes on accident all the time. I like to believe im the mom of the friend group even though my friends are more responsible than me. I've told i act like the wine aunt. I also really love crystals

Hobbies: Hiking, music, road trips, reading, crafts

Favorites: The Breakfast Club(Movie), Little Words By The Happy Fits/Thunderous By SKZ(Song), Pasta(Food), in a kayak on the river/Concerts (Place), Harry Potter (Books)

Pets: Im a cat and dog lover but i have such a speacial connection to dogs and i have a little dog named Rocko !!

Dreams: To be at peace with life and to do something that makes me happy

Zodiac: Virgo sun, Libra moon, Cancer rising, Leo venus

Aesthetic: Hippie/Acadamia

Group: SKZ BABY

Scenario: carnival date ive always wanted have one

Hello! Thank you so much for your support and for making a request! I appreciate it a lot 💗

Btw we have so much in common when it comes to our personalities omgggg! I too love Breakfast Club tbh so I'm really glad to share some interests with you as well :)

PS I'm really sorry this took me so long.

Now to your ship...

I'm pretty sure about this one and I'd ship you with Chan.

My reasoning behind it:

- you're the mom of the group, he's the dad of the group - it just makes sense, ya know?

- I feel like the two of you would really click in when it comes to your personalities and could quickly bond through that :)

- I also feel like Chan would find your clumsiness very cute and would be very understanding toward your ADHD

- road trips with Chan????? Yes, please!!!

- also I think he'd be so interested in your crystals and would definitely ask a million questions about each of them and let you explain all you know in detail while he watches you with heart eyes uwu

- he would also definitely adore your dog because we all know how much he misses Berry so I'm sure he'd be so glad to spend time with your little baby lol <3

- also you give me this kind of a sunshine vibe (??) and I feel like Chan would be so whipped for you lol I'm sorry

"Over here!"

Chan can't help but grin once he spots you sitting on the bench, waiting for him patiently.

After all the attractions you two tried out tonight, you got quite thirsty and he offered to buy you some soda so he was forced to leave your side for a while and he's really glad to be back.

"Here you go," he smiles once he reaches you, handing you the cup and you take it, looking up at him with gratitude.

"Thank you so much, Channie," you murmur, the way you're gazing at him making his heart flutter.

"No problem, Y/N," he replies, scratching the back of his neck shyly before he sits down next to you.

You two have been friends for quite a while, ever since Jisung introduced the two of you to each other and Chan can swear he's been drawn to you from the moment he laid his eyes on you. However, it took him some time to actually ask you out and when he eventually did, it was mostly because of Jisung who wouldn't stop whining about how the whole thing is definitely mutual and Chan should just finally go for it and so he did. And looking at you now, sitting next to him and playing with the straw, the cute Hello Kitty headband he bought for you sitting on top of your head as you sway your feet rhythmically, he's so glad he did.

"Where are we going next?" You glance at him with a smile, taking him out of his thoughts and he chuckles.

"You still don't have enough?" He teases and you pout at him.

"Come on! There's so much we still didn't get to try out!" You state, making him smile.

"You're right," he murmurs, making you grin.

"I'm thinking about the shooting game," you say, taking a sip of your soda and he hums in agreement.

"Sure. That's a good idea," he nods and so you jump to your feet with a smile on your face.

"I'm about to kick your ass so bad," you say with a smirk, making Chan laugh.

"Oh, are you?" He teases, straightening up too.

"You can bet," you state and he chuckles.

"We will see about that," he leans a bit closer to you just to wink at you, making your heart do a little jump in your chest but you decide to ignore it, finishing your soda and throwing the cup in the nearby bin before you approach Chan again.

"Let's go then," you say excitedly and he smiles before slipping his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers, making your breath hitch in your throat as your eyes meet his.

"Right after you," he murmurs, his cheeks tinted pink, making you think about how cute he is.

"Sure," you reply, giving him a smile as you squeeze his hand a little tighter before leading him through the crowd, a silly grin on your face and your heart racing.

You've been waiting for this moment for so long and now that it's here you can't believe it's real. But feeling the warmth of his hand in yours, you know this is no dream. And you couldn't be happier.

#skz #stray kids #skz fanfic #stray kids fluff #250 followers celebration #shipping hours #bang chan x reader #kpop #skz bang chan #chan skz

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veritasss5 · 7 months

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Hi Veritas, how are you?

I would like to ask what is my energy like?

3 words to describe myself: chill, optimistic, foodie

I don’t have a specific reason for my interest in spirituality, but I do find it to be intriguing.

Tysm 🎃✨

- a

Hello!!

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I saw a vast sea to explore! Your energy is like someone that is reliable and trustworthy, people may trust you when it comes to projects, job or work in general. If they want to work with someone and want good results, they would choose you. You are someone very generous and kind as well. Your energy feels like walking in the woods and has a motherly figure waiting for you to give comfort and energy.

You are someone very powerful as well, you have the ability to protect yourself psychically from bad or ill intentions towards you. Also you are protected by mother earth, so staying near nature can give you a good boost of energy needed for the day. You are very pretty and beautiful as well. You may also have your intuition to help you digging out people’s intentions and secrets, whether willingly or unwillingly. Basically you can look at people's hearts.

Your energy may be of the element of air in contrast to earth. Your energy can be easily changeable depending on your self growth and where you are at the moment. You may have a connection with the sky.

Everytime you go through a process of changing, all the leaves of the woods are falling off and after a period of winter, new leaves will grow on the trees. You one day will be free just like the birds that you look at in the sky, breaking the chains and bounds that are locking you in the cage.

Definitely use you are someone wise, use your knowledge on improving your life as well♥️

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Thank you so much for trusting me and have a nice day or night!✨ don’t forget to show gratitude after the reading as rules written♥️

Reminder: if you don’t say at least “thank you”, I will remember to not give you future readings from me.

#intuitive readings #tarot cards #tarot reading #free tarot reading #free tarot readings #free tarot #free intuitive readings #oracle reading

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bonky-n-steeb · 2 years

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honey,

there is no right way (vii)

summary || when you agree to be the feared mobster Bucky Barnes’ sugar baby, you expect to get enough money to pay your bills. what you don’t expect is to fall head over heels for him.

warnings || sugar baby au, mob! Bucky Barnes, unprotected sex, lil pinch of smut, a whole lot of fluff, and then a dessert of angst. SMUT. ANGST. FLUFF. (the holy trinity). MINORS DNI.

I have decided to not do taglists anymore, so if you wished to be notified of my newest updates please follow @bonky-n-steeb-lib and turn on the notifications!

* Feel free to send drabbles, requests or asks about this series!

*laughs in evil* 😈

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“Good morning!” Bucky chirped as he entered your bedroom with a glass of water and ibuprofen clutched in his hand. “How are you feeling?”

“Like my head is about to burst.” You said groggily as you held your head. You were still covered in the blankets when Bucky placed the items on the bedside table.

“Have this, you’ll feel better.” Nodding, you quickly drowned the pill and the glass of water. “Thank you.” You didn’t have any other words to describe how much you appreciated Bucky taking care of you.

Bucky pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead and you preened under the attention, but you couldn’t stop the guilt brewing inside you. “Bucky I’m sorry.”

His smile dropped as he sat in front of you on the bed. He was wearing a comfortable jumper and sweatpants and he looked very beautiful even in such a simple outfit.

“What are you sorry for?” He placed his hand on your jaw and ran his thumb over your cheeks reverently. “For yesterday. You had to leave early because of me and I… I just made a mess. I’m sorry.”

You sighed and dropped your head low before Bucky titled your face up to meet his eyes. “You have nothing to be sorry for. The party was almost over and you didn’t make a mess, not at all.”

“You’re just too kind.” You took Bucky’s palm in your hand and kissed it. “That’s not what many would say.” He quipped and you both chuckled.

“What happened yesterday? And do not lie to me.” Bucky’s tone was serious and you knew he wouldn’t take you beating around the bush with your answer.

“I met pepper, umm… you know that, but she wasn’t really nice to me.” Your face scrunched up at last night’s memory. Bucky’s thumb instantly eased over your frown lines.

“I don’t know what she said, and I’d rather not cuz I’ll punch her and we do not want that. But I need you to know that you’re the most beautiful, smart, caring, lovely person I’ve ever met. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Oh Bucky…” tears had accumulated in your eyes by now. It was the sincerity with which Bucky said those words that touched your heart the most. No one had ever been this serious about you.

This time it was you who pulled Bucky down for a kiss. You melted into the kiss as Bucky’s soft lips pressed against yours. You pressed little pecks to the corner of his lips and you were both giggling like idiots.

“I’ll make you some breakfast.” You whispered against his lips and he shook his head. “We have people for that.” His hands on your face were very comforting.

“But I wanna do something for you.” You had to express your gratitude in someway and cooking was the best way you could do it. “Okay.”

You quickly dressed up in Bucky’s clothes which were loose yet very cozy. You breathed in his scent before trotting down towards the kitchen.

“I’ll make some toast sandwiches.” You exclaimed giddily as you entered the kitchen. Bucky observed you as you happily went around the kitchen collecting items.

You were so in your element, it almost felt like you were dancing. And that gave him an idea, a very good idea. He fished out the phone from his pocket and quickly opened Spotify.

Such a feelin's comin' over me There is wonder in most every thing I see Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes And I won't be surprised if it's a dream.

Your head whipped around to look at Bucky as top of the world by Carpenters started playing. He was standing behind you with his arms spread and a smirk gracing his face. “Come on!”

You weren’t going to miss on this. Leaving behind the knife and the cucumbers, you ran into his arms. You placed your hand on his shoulder and the other in his waiting palm.

You both swayed to the rhythm of the song abandoning every other thought in your head. Your eyes were locked with each other and silly wide smiles were gracing both of your faces.

Everything I want the world to be. Is now comin' true especially for me. And the reason is clear, it's because you are here. You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen.

You couldn’t help but think how the lyrics were really applicable to you. All your sweet dreams were coming true and every day felt better than the last and it was all only and only due to Bucky.

It was always these simple small things that made the real difference. In his arms, you felt the safest despite him being the most dangerous man in New York.

You smiled when you remembered your first encounter. How he had entered your shop and asked you if would be his. You remembered the hesitation and you felt like you had done the greatest mistake of your life.

But what you two shared now wasn’t a mistake, and even if it was, it was the best mistake you had ever made. You laid your head on his chest as you two paced around the kitchen.

I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation. And the only explanation I can find. Is the love that I've found, ever since you've been around. Your love's put me at the top of the world.

You gasped as he twirled you with his finger and you couldn’t stop giggling when he started spinning you in circles, only to pull you back into his arms.

You were at the top of the world because of Bucky. And the deep feeling in your chest which made you warm with just the thought of Bucky; that was love.

You breathed in his scent and nuzzled your face on his broad chest as you smiled to yourself. You were in love with Bucky Barnes, and you weren’t complaining at all.

“How are you feeling now?” His chest rumbled as he asked you. You were both still swaying to the tune of the song and you didn’t ever want to leave his warmth. “Much much better.” You replied.

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“Bucky! What is this?” You gasped with widened eyes when Bucky opened the rectangular velvet case. You could see it was a beautiful necklace, but you were too shocked that he’d bought such an expensive thing.

The necklace was clearly made of gold and its pendant was a small shiny ‘B’ which would suit your neck perfectly.

“It’s a necklace.” Bucky replied matter of factly. You opened your mouth once and then closed it again before finally speaking. “I know Bucky, but like, is it for me?”

“No. It’s for Steve. He’d look real pretty I guess.” Bucky quipped sarcastically and you playfully hit him on his arm. “Come on Bucky!”

“Of course it’s for you. Who else would it be for?” Bucky snaked his arm around you and pulled you closer to him. “Did you like it?” He whispered in your ear.

You traced the delicate chain with your fingers and smiled with watery eyes, “It’s perfect Bucky, thank you!” You held the B in your hands and felt the smooth texture.

“I was going to get a diamond one, but then I know you won’t wear it everyday. So I got this. I’m also going to get that diamond one.. for you know, private times.” He nibbled on your earlobe as he said.

“Bucky… you didn’t have to get this, really.” I love you anyway. You bit your lip and kept the rest of the sentence to yourself.

“Of course I had to get you this! You don’t buy anything from the card I’ve given you and most importantly I love to spoil my pretty girl.” He kissed the tip of your nose before taking the necklace in his hands.

“Turn around.” You obediently turned around and faced the mirror. You saw as Bucky placed the necklace around your neck and clipped it behind. “Perfect!”

A sudden idea popped up in your head as you traced the B, “Bucky, what does the B stand for? Is it like Boleyn or something?” You pretended to think.

Bucky slapped your ass you squealed out exaggeratedly, “Ouch!” He chuckled at your antiques and held you even tighter. “You know what it stands for sugar.” His voice had a soft edge to it.

The initial around your neck didn’t feel imposing at all. Instead it made you feel safe and wanted. “Hmm.. I know the B stands for Bucky. And so will everyone who sees this.”

“Fuck… do you have any idea what seeing this around your pretty neck is doing to me sugar?” Bucky started mouthing at that sweet spot on your neck and you let out a soft moan.

“I need you, now.” It was more of an order than a request and you happily accepted it. You both couldn’t keep your hands off each other as you frantically undressed, leaving only the necklace on.

Once you were settled on the bed, Bucky spent no time in lining himself up with you. He rubbed his head over your wet pussy, spreading your slick before entering you in a smooth stroke.

His lips were either kissing you or nibbling on the skin of your collarbone near the initial as he snapped his hips into yours. Your just held onto Bucky’s shoulders and chanted out his name like a prayer.

“Bucky..” you hissed out when his fingers started rubbing your clit. Bucky’s voice was rough and at the same sounded absolutely needy when he said, “Tell me who you belong to sugar?”

You both crashed into the waves of a pleasurable high together when you cried out, “You, Bucky! I’m yours. Only yours!“

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You mindlessly scrolled through the various pictures of you and Bucky as you sat on your counter. You smiled fondly at a photo Bucky had taken of you early in the morning.

It wasn’t the rush hour and there was no one in your bakery except you and Peter who was working in the back making a new batch for the evening rush.

A ding resounded in the empty shop, indicating someone’s arrival. You looked up from your phone to greet that person but the instant you saw how it was, your entire face fell.

“You?” You asked as John Walker walked through the door with an evil grin plastered on his face. You looked like a deer under the headlights as he approached you.

“Aren’t you happy to see me, you bitch? You thought I’d let you walk away after you ruined my life?” John’s look was malicious and you tried your best to not shake with fear.

Gladly, hearing all of this, Peter was by your side at the next second. Peter’s body looked oddly taut, like a leopard waiting to pounce, and it was unlike you’d ever seen him before.

“What do you want?” You were sure he wasn’t here for the cakes. Keeping your eyes on Walker, your fingers quickly dialled up Bucky’s number on your phone which was still on the counter.

Bucky didn’t waste anytime in picking up the phone. You could hear the faint hello as he answered, but it was too low for anyone except you to hear.

“What I want is….” What happened next was in the blink of an eye, one moment you were looking at John and the next he had a gun pointed straight at your face.

“…. revenge.”

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lorei-writes · 2 years

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Emoji Prompts: Mitsuhide

Mitsuhide x Reader Fluff

Need more Mitsuhide in my life, ah. >:3

Request: @akitsuneswife Prompt list

❣️ What makes them blush/gets their heart pounding?

As sad as it may be, Mitsuhide is more used to the draining and gruelling rather than soft and loving. The idea of somebody needing him? Wanting him? Seeing him for who he is? It never fails to get his heart pounding. The gentler the touch, the more mundane the affection, the harder he blushes.

Your fingers brushing against his cheek as you tuck few unruly strands of hair behind his ear. “I’ve missed you.” Your lips leaving a feather-light kiss on the very top of his nose. “Welcome back home!”, even more so cherished if mumbled when half-asleep. Your arms searching for him as soon as he joins you in bed, no matter how long has it been since you’ve fallen asleep.

“Little one? You’re not asleep?” ... “Heh. Of course, you are.” [...] “I – No, all is well. Sleep well, my little mouse. Sleep well.”

🎇 Are the feelings they have like a whirlwind or are they able to keep it under control?

Quite frankly, it depends on who is asking the question.

Externally, Mitsuhide seems quite collected. Unless somebody threatens to harm you or oversteps too many boundaries without any regard for warning signs, he is unlikely to let his mask slip – after all, it is safer for you both that way. He is well aware of the fact that you could be seen as a rather precious bargain chip, and would do everything it takes to protect you from ever becoming one.

Internally, though? He cannot cope with the feeling. It’s overwhelming. His life wasn’t all suffering before he met you, yet... The fact that you are there, that he can rely on you, and that you can rely on him, the time you share, the encouragement you give him, the moments your hand reaches out to hold his, all the little caresses and considerate gestures — if he were to describe the feeling, he’d say it makes him so grateful and happy it’s uncomfortable. He never experienced anything similar before. Sometimes he wonders whether it is even allowed for a person to have such joy, how is it even possible.

💐 Do they enjoy giving compliments or do they like getting them more? What kind of compliments do they give/like?

Mitsuhide enjoys giving compliments a lot more, especially since it usually grants him the privilege of seeing quite a lovely reaction. He adores making you blush, and he will not miss a single opportunity to do just that.

That being said, he is always genuine in what he says. Him being perceptive only helps – he usually leans more towards reminding you of why he finds you beautiful, and towards making sure you know exactly why you’re an amazing person. As for gratitude... The moment you do something for him just because you can, he will thank you and say something nice, but the true-true display of his gratitude will come when the favour is returned.

It isn’t that he doesn’t enjoy receiving compliments either... It is only that some cause him to lose his composure, and he’d rather avoid that – at the very least in public. Whenever any are directed at him, he either curtly accepts them of swiftly changes the tone of the conversation. In words of Hideyoshi, it makes him absolutely “insufferable” – perhaps his breaking point were ‘bedroom eyes while eating rice’.

“Hmm... You look most radiant today, little mouse. I take your latest commission was a success?” [...] “Of course. Your work is always detailed and impeccable. It is only right for it to be appreciated.” [...] “Oh? Do not fret, blush makes you all the more lovely.”

#mitsuhide akechi #ikesen mitsuhide #ikemen sengoku mitsuhide #ikesen #ikemen sengoku #ikemen series

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hops-hunny · 3 years

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Just a Flight Away

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Ilvermony!Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Request N/A

Summary: Neville has a cutie who lives in America but no one seems to believe him.

Warnings: None!

A/N: This isn’t a request but it’s based off of me rambling here and slightly off of the vibe telepatia by Kali Uchis gives off.

If there was one thing Neville was thankful was it was the absolute goddess he got to call his girlfriend. It was funny the way they first began talking to one another. (Y/n) had been trying to contact a friend at Hogwarts but after the long trip from Ilvermony to Hogwarts, her owl was quite exhausted and ended up bringing the letter to Neville instead. Neville saw the poor bird, giving it a bit of bird seed and water that he kept in the green house before he set off to find the rightful owner of the letter. Luckily he had 3rd period with the girl who thanked him before excitedly yanking the letter from his hands. When Neville went to go check on the owl, he saw that it had already left, leaving a heart shape in the bird seed.

After that day, Neville hadn’t really thought about the incident that much. Well, that was until he saw the same owl fly towards him with a letter in its mouth. He smiled fondly at it rubbing under its chin with his finger before going to give the letter back to the owl until he noticed it had his name on it. He ripped it open, careful to not damage the envelope before reading the letter.

Dear Neviile,

Thank you so so so much for getting the letter to Gwen! Gwen is a good friend of mine who I had been missing dearly and if not for your kindness she would have never received my letter.

As you may be able to tell from the seal on the letter, I attend Ilvermorny school of witchcraft and wizardry. I've heard of how grand and great the infamous Hogwarts is, is it true? How is England in general? I've never had the pleasure of traveling out of America.

Oh yes! The main point of this is as a thank you, I've attached a package of my favorite American sweets as a token of my gratitude. The package is enchanted which is why it's so small. To restore it to its original state, place it on a flat surface before tapping it with the tip of your wand.

Sincerely,

(Y/n) (L/n)

Neville felt his face grow warm at the girl's kindness. (Y/n). 'What a beautiful name..' he thought to himself before pulling out the galleon sized package from the envelope. He pushed aside a few plants on the table in front of it before placing the package down, tapping the top with his wand. He gasped, watching in amazement as he saw the package expand. Neville wasn't quite familiar with this enchantment, perhaps he'd ask her about it in his response. His cheeks turned a brighter red. Response?

Did she want to speak to him more? He didn't want to assume but by her letter and her asking questions, it made it clear that this wasn't the last exchange she wanted to have. Was this a prank? Were the Weasley twins up to this? There was only one way to tell. Neville reached a shaky hand forward, opening the package as he closed his eyes expecting something to pop out at him but when he opened his eyes there was nothing but a box of snacks he had never seen before. He let out a sigh of relief, ignoring the racing in his heart.

After that, Neville and the girl started to talk quite a bit. Months had turned into years and he couldn't have been happier. It felt nice to have someone he could talk to, someone far away from all the hustle and bustle of the castle. To her he wasn't the kid with unfortunate luck or the "cowardly" boy in Gryffindor. He was just Neville, her boyfriend. Neville, her kind boyfriend in another continent, far away.

(Y/n) loved Neville just as much. It wasn't that she never had suitors approach her. In fact, she had quite a few. (Y/n) was what you could consider popular, not that she cared. She was kind, smart, and beautiful. Who wouldn't want that? However, she always felt like none of the men who'd approach her got her. They all just saw her as a beautiful woman instead of what she was, a normal girl deserving of love. That's why she liked Neville so much. No matter what he always treated her with the utmost respect and that hadn't stopped when they started to date either.

When the two had first exchanged photos, Neville was stunned. He had been talking to that beautiful of a girl? He couldn’t believe it. It was as if Olivander himself had sculpted and carved her out of the best of wood. She had glowing (s/c) skin, soft healthy looking (h/c) (h/c) hair, and a smile that could compete with the sun on its brightest of days and win. And when he found out she was single? He would’ve been a fool not to make a move. Angels as sweet as (Y/n) didn’t come around that often.

And although their relationship was as great as can be there was the underlying sadness: they lived across the world from one another. Every time either of them would see a couple hug or kiss in school, they’d feel a twinge of jealousy pierce their hearts. It wasn’t fair that the most perfect person in the world was off enjoying themselves in their respective countries. Although (Y/n) tried to ignore it, Neville was the type to bring it up. He’d describe in the most beautiful of words what he’d do if they were together. How he’d hold her in his arms and show her off to all of his friends. Where he’d take her on a date, the plants he wanted to show her as they were both herbology geeks. Meanwhile she’d end each of the letters discussing this topic with the same phrase as usual. ‘You know I’m just a flight away. If you wanna I could take a private plane.’ He could never ask that of her though. As much as he’d love everyday to be filled with his flower, he wouldn’t wanna rip her away from the things she had going on in her own life.

It wasn’t all bad though! After the girl had taught him the charm she used when she first sent him something, they both would send each other gifts back and forth as much as possible. Neville sent her sweaters with his scent embedded, charmed flowers, chocolate frogs, anything she wanted was hers. She’d send her own things to remind him of her as well. Her favorite stuffed animal, loads of photographs, little crochet hats she made for Trevor, more...unsavory things as well definitely not her underwear. Despite the increase in objects Neville owned, none of his friends had questioned it until he started to wear a necklace with a heart shaped piece of onyx on it with the letter (Y/f/i) carved into it.

“Oi! Neville. Where’d you get that necklace from?” Ron questioned his friend who sat across from him in the Gryffindor common room. The boys had all decided to study together which of course turned into Neville studying as they goofed off. Neville tensed as his cheeks heated up turning a pink color.

“O-oh um..it’s from my girlfriend.” He said, saying the last word as soft as possible. He prayed to Merlin that his friends hadn’t heard him but unfortunately for him they had. It wasn’t that he didn’t want anyone to know about her. It was far from that. He was just a bit protective, he didn’t want anyone to try and steal her from him. Even though it was impossible since they had no contact with her, he never knew when it came to his friends. They always found a way to make the impossible possible.

“What year is she in?!”

“Who is it?!”

“No way, is she fit?!”

He finished at the chorus of voices, trying to calm them down so he could speak. They all scooted closer to him, looking up at him expectantly. “Well you see..” he trailed off, looking away as he played with the pendant around his neck. “She doesn’t go here. She attends school in Ilvermorny. But to answer your question, yeah she is bloody fit.” he responded, turning his attention back to the scroll of paper in front of him. Dean, Ron, and Seamus exchanged a look with each other trying to suppress their laughs.

“Yeah I’m sure she does Nev.” Dean said sarcastically as he joined the other two in laughter. Neville looked up at his friends confused at their behavior.

“Yeah Nev, if your nan sent it you could’ve just told us! Better than saying you’ve got a girl halfway across the world.” Ron said, pushing the boy slightly as he continued to laugh at him. Seamus was doubled over, snorting with laughter as fire whiskey shot from his nose causing the other two to howl with laughter.

“It’s not from my nan! My girlfriend really did send it to me.” he exclaimed, smacking Ron on the back of the head, before doing the same to the other two men. “Besides, you have some fucking nerve accusing me of lying when none of you have birds yourself.” he sneered, causing the boys to quiet down some.

“So harsh Neville, you didn’t have to go there mate! Well what’s this ‘girlfriend’ of yours called.” Seamus asked, doing air quotes as he mentioned the topic at hand. “You’d think it was a bit strange too if your friend suddenly mentioned a girlfriend who lived all the way in the states too wouldn’t you.”

“(Y/n). And I’ll have you know this isn’t a new thing. We’ve been dating since around 2nd year. Sure, I’d find it a bit strange if you mentioned a girlfriend in America that you had never brought up prior, but I wouldn’t find it impossible! Now if you excuse me, I have to go.” he quickly stood up, packing up his materials as he stormed off to the direction of his dorm. He sped up, ignoring the protest and begging of his friends to come back and continue to hang out with them. He had enough of them and he wasn’t gonna sit there and let himself be called a fucking liar by Hogwart’s biggest ones.

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“Did you guys hear? Students from Ilvermony are supposed to be coming to visit!” Ron said, running up to the other four boys. “I’m just picturing how hot all the girls from the states are gonna be. All hot and leggy with those bloody accents. I could combust just thinking of it!” he exclaimed, flopping down on the couch. Neville gasped softly, looking up. Did he hear him correctly?

“Where’d you hear that from? I didn’t hear anything of the sorts.” Hermione questioned, looking up from her book at the interesting news she had just heard. However, Neville was still frozen. Was this true? And if so, why hadn’t (Y/n) mentioned it. No, no it couldn’t be. She surely would have told him.

“I just overheard it from Dumbledore himself. They should be arriving in a few minutes! They’re staying here for a few months. It’s a part of this new thing that they’ve set up. Something about wanting the students to learn different methods and what not. They decided it’d be a good idea since summer is coming soon.” he said nonchalantly, looking over at Neville who hadn’t moved since the news left his mouth. He went to question what was up with him before his eyes lit up, recalling the conversation they had a few months ago. “Hey Neville? Didn’t your supposed ‘girlfriend’ go to Ilvermony.” the boys all suddenly interested began to ‘ooo’ exchanging looks with each other.

“See Neville, this is why you don’t lie. Lies will always come back to bite you in the rear. Perhaps Ronald i-”

“I wasn’t lying, Hermione! She really does go to Ilvermony.” he exclaimed, standing up as he wiped his hands on his pants. All of a sudden, there were the sounds of a bunch of American accents speaking which caught all of their attention. Many different students in Ilvermorny uniforms (some without them) roamed freely to explore the large and intense castle.

“God you weren’t kidding Ron, the girls are bloody fit.” Dean muttered, eyeing some girl who gave him a wink before giggling and running off with her friends. “Woah look at that one, are you kidding me? She’s a fucking goddess!” Neville’s curious hazel eyes followed his friend's words as he saw a familiar shade of (h/c) hair styled in the way his girlfriend wore it. Wait, was that his sweater?

“That’s not just some fucking girl, that’s my girlfriend!” Neville exclaimed, standing up from his seat.

“No chance.”

“You couldn’t pick a more believable one?”

“Prove it then.”

Neville went to say something before the girl turned around, locking eyes with him. She gasped, tearing up some as she pushed through the crowd of people running to him as quickly as possible. “Nev! Neville babe, is that you?” she exclaimed. Neville’s face flushed brightly taking in the girl’s appearance. She had worn the first sweater he had given her, a mossy green sweater with an obscure pattern, with a pleated skirt pairing it with a pair of boots. Neville nodded his head quickly, holding his arms out as the girl ran into him almost knocking him over. He picked her up, spinning her around quickly before setting her down, holding her soft face between his hands.

“W-what are you doing here?! You never told me you were coming to visit!” he exclaimed, wiping at the stray tears that had left her eyes. He moved his hands from her face securing them around her waist as he stared down at her. God she was even more beautiful in person.

“I wanted to surprise you! I actually found out a few weeks ago and let me tell ya, it was SO hard not to tell you!” She giggled, reaching up to stroke his cheek. He leaned into her touch, smiling at her. “I didn’t think it was possible for you to get even more handsome but bloody hell. You’re so fucking hot, Nev.” she said, feeling her face heat up. Neville flushed a bright red before leaning down, kissing the girl on the lips. She pulled him down more, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed back. The kiss was full of the love and affection they had both been craving from one another. (Y/n) tangled her hands in the back of his hair as he deepened the kiss, moaning softly. They both jumped away from one another at the sound of someone clearing their throat. “Ah sorry! Nev, are you going to introduce me to your friends?” she asked looking up at him as she intertwined his large hand with her smaller one.

“I suppose I will, even though for some reason they thought you weren’t real.” he quipped, glaring at the four boys who looked away ashamed. “From left to right there is Harry, Ron, Dean, and Seamus. And over there,” he said pointing to the big arm chair in the corner. “That is Hermione.” he said as they all muttered ‘hi’ and ‘sorry’ from some of them. (Y/n) giggled some, waving at them all.

“It’s very nice to meet you all! Nev talks about you guys all the time in his letters. Oh!” She said, eyes looking at his chest. She reached a hand forward, grabbing the engraved onyx in her hands. “The necklace I gave you!! You like it? I think it looks really good on you.” she exclaimed with a smile, happy her boyfriend enjoyed the gift she gave him. Neville once again looked at his friends chuckling some at their wide eyes.

“Of course I do, petal. I wear it everyday, everywhere I go. Right guys.” he teased, watching as they all stuttered out ‘yes ‘yep’ ‘sure does. “Come on flower, I’ll show you around the castle. I know you’ve been looking forward to that for a while. Also, you look quite cute in my sweater.”

“Thank you. I wear it quite often, even though the smell of you has worn off it still brings me good memories.” she said, playing with the slightly worn out sleeves of the sweater. “I’d love to!! Can we check out the greenhouse first? I wanna see that plant you were talking about. Maybe we can work on identifying what species it is!” he nodded in response, taking her hand once again as they began to walk off. Before they turned the corner, he quickly turned his head around using his unoccupied hand to flip off his friends before turning his attention back to his lover.

“Who would’ve thought? Longbottom with an absolute fox.” Ron said, slumping back down as he frowned. Hermione took the book she was reading smacking him upside the head.

“Maybe if you knew how to treat women you’d be with one too.”

#Neville Longbottom #neville longbottom x reader #neville x you #neville longbottom x you #neville x reader #harry potter imagines #Harry Potter #harry potter imagine

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midnight-owlwritter · 2 years

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Enchanting encounter

To which the Avatar of Wrath recalled his meeting with Jewel Of Heaven his prized obsession, to who he adores and admire.

A/N : as you can see this is from my draft. However I'm not far off to be a talented writer kindly tell you that this is from a month ago I just realized I wrote this soo yeahhhhh I don't know if I should continue this so bear with me. Kindly owl author

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The first time he meet you, you're a dazzling being. With white and fluffy clouds like wing, your halo shone brightly as if it's control the whole existence of yours being.

It's as if the sun is finally rise here at Devildom where the dark creatures is crawling around. He recalled how you address yourself, with smile that even for him a sinful creatures doesn't deserve. Only one word can describe it for him.

Mesmerising

After finding out from Lucifer your position that somehow make him more conscious of your appearance more than he already acknowledge.

You're a Celestial most prized jewel. Your angelic beauty that even asmo who was known as beauty a human can't look away from envied. The existence that even Lord of Celestial Realm deeply cherished and adored.

"The God most favourite being, an angel that even Michael look up with love and admiration, a jewel that called as god's graceful creation" as Lucifer acknowledge you with smile.

There's nothing that Satan can do but staring at you. Wherever you went the place will look more bearable for him, when you smile even the stoic butler of Diavolo is enchanted with it.

Wherever you went at least one of the angel exchange student will be with you. They'll parade with you everywhere you wish to visit. It's as if looking at the earth that was escorted by moon and sun.

"Even if you went to the darkest deep of hell I'll follow you without any hesitation, thus your mere existence is what I lived for" a word that Michael utter when he sent you down here as an exchange student

At first he thought it's maybe because you're the god favourite daughter. And he have sick mind to even dare think about the possibility of god one day will abandoned you like what he did with Lucifer and his brother.

But suddenly you smile at everyone present in the room and gently introduce yourself thus his cursed heart beat.

He remembered how you smile

"Greetings everyone I'm MC"

The sun itself will go in ruins if it's meet you

"I'm the latest Celestial Realm exchange student"

If there's a succubus or incubus ever said that your beauty can't match them he'll make sure to torture the sinner

"I'll be very glad if I can make you as my acquaintance seeing that I've a year to spent with you here in devildom"

Those sinners are a waste of oxygen and space that he'll gladly dispose of

"Please guide me accordingly as I'm still adapting with current environment" your hand on your chest bowing slightly with gratitude

"Do not bow to us MC, we do not deserve such mesmerising being politely act with us"

And that's when he heard your laugh

Like a melody that even a talented opera singer will curse themselves for ever thought that theirs performance can challenge your mere laugh

"Please act accordingly with me Lord Diavolo, I'm here as a student and not as an angel that was sent to observe. You the Crown Prince Of Hell Diavolo, The Earl of Hell Barbatos and Solomon The Wise Sorcerer"

He know that he did not deserve your kindness but that when out off the window when he saw you walking toward Lucifer and gently bring him into your welcoming arms.

"Lucifer" he heard you call his older brother name with affection. Your smile is an addiction for him.

"Mc" Lucifer acknowledge you, the celestial being that he once guarded and vow to keep within the celestial gate and in that moment he feel as if he want to cry.

And that's the first time ever he saw his brother desperately crying and hugging someone, the irony of situation where Avatar Of Pride finally let his guard down.

"Oh my Lucifer" you gently rub his back and that's when he heard the biggest tsundere in HOL crying, his brothers come around and surrounding you while crying out of missing your grace

He heard you laugh and tease his brothers with no harm in your word "oh my all of you, it's been awhile since we meet and you're crying when we are able to unite with eachother again you all are going to cry?"

But he can hear it loud and clear the crack in your voice that you're desperately trying to conceal

"I've missed all of you dearly" you honestly confess and that's when the lump of demon around you are sniffling. It's as if he's seeing beautiful encounter of this world

"Seven Lords Of Hell" you acknowledge each one of them sincerely

"Tell me Lord Diavolo how can a mere angel like me can not bow infront all of you?"

It's a genuine questions

"I'm here as a wanderer and you're the authorities, thus why should I not bow?"

No malice of harm in your words

"You acknowledge me as Jewel of Celestial and I should return the exact respect back to all of you present in this room"

You're being genuine

"Even now I'm blessed to meet An Elite Knowledgeable Demon, Avatar of Wrath Satan Morningstar"

He look at you in total shock literally no thought of a being like you acknowledge a mere existence of his

"You know me?" He asked

"Of course I do you're quite a charmer some angel swoon for you back in celestial realm, a little creatures told me how nice you're treating him"

He blushed at your compliments seriously he never considered you're treating him like this

"Mc I think it's better if you leave the poor demon for a moment it's look like he'll burst to flame if you continue the conversation" Raphael said

The said angel gently wrap his arms around your shoulder and smile

"If it's okay with you Lord Diavolo we wish to retreat to our place for this reminding year, MC need to rest as soon as she got the opportunity since father have worked her out with different task before she ascended the Devildom"

"Oh sure please be my guest, all of you can retreat back to your place while the brothers please wait a moment"

"Well I'll be going now, see you all later" and there you go with the Purgatory members laughing and engaging into a conversation

When Lord Diavolo sure you're out of earshot he look at The Seven Lords and smile

"As you can see our newest exchange student from celestial realm finally here, I hope all of you will behave accordingly even though I know all of you have deeper relationship with her please don't waltz her way into harm"

"do not forget our duty to protect her"

And that's all to said for the meeting to end.

That's a month ago....

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onyxoverride · 3 years

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The Exalted

Nanami Kento x Reader

◙warnings: consensual voyeur Gojo Satoru, exhibitionism, creampie, no specific religious themes but mentions of “Devil” + angel implications, some implied gojo x reader, no dom no sub, smut (18+) minors and ageless blogs do not interact, I block.

◙word count: 1.1k

◙summary: Nanami is lucky to be in your presence and favored enough to be one of the few allowed to touch you.

◙note: this is for my Hellfire collab (rip why so short I'm sorry) which is open forever if people still wish to join now and in the future!! I'll also be posting a more light-hearted fic with Zeke Jaeger x Reader x Reiner Braun which I'll tag HERE when it's posted! Make sure to check out everybody's works and thank you for people who participate and have participated!!

With all that is foul and immoral in the world, with all that is simply wrong, with all that the world has spit at him — you surmount it all.

Cleansing like hellfire, blistering cold and outshining warmth, hot enough to rinse his sins off his soul or perhaps in the searing light he cannot see them. Earning your favor is eagerly sought just as it is eagerly denied by you. Blessed be the accursed such as thee, he would get on both knees just to hear you speak. A chosen one, lucky, privileged — that is how Kento Nanami describes himself.

Encouraging his vices, your fiery gaze turned to him while he consumes crimson and smoke and everything sinful. The bruises on his knees feel akin to nothing compared to how you stroke his hair, petting him like the loyal dog he is.

And he always will be. He is malleable, moldable to your desires but still stubbornly him. Too quiet, too kind, too stalwart, all so ardently him. All his kindness is turned towards you, as much as most would consider you undeserving of having him at your beck and call.

But when he is on his knees, between your legs, praying to you and only you — you cannot hear all the critics. He makes it his mission to prove himself worthy, to prove that you deserve him. Lust washing over you with every flick of his tongue as he greedily sucks and laps at every part of your cunt not only to taste your essence but — his eyes gaze up to you — to see how your expression changes at every movement he makes.

An unholy sweetness on his tongue, he is always proud to bear the title of blasphemer if he is allowed a chance to taste you again. Sucking on your clit, you give him the courtesy of hearing your moans and gasps of ecstasy. You covet his dedication, all his worth piled into his actions for you with his only rewards being the chance to touch you and never the guarantee.

But everyone, even you, is weak to someone so passionate about passion. You cave more often than not to let his tongue grace your nethers and bring you to the pinnacle of pleasure. He does so eagerly, thighs thrown over his broad shoulders and if he is especially lucky, if you allow him to move further between your legs until he is kissing at every part of skin on your chest, scratches marking his back and shaping himself to your request, a simple “you may take me," will bless his ears.

He is not one to question his blessings, disrobing quickly and kissing his gratitude into your neck. It does not matter if anybody passes by, or observes, or spill words out of their mouth — none of it relevant to his current endeavors and if they wish to watch — what did you say that one time? Let them.

One way or another, his focus is solely on you. Slipping his cock over your spit-wettened folds and pushing in until he feels he is wholly wrapped by your warm insides. Constricting his cock in a snake like vice does not discourage him, fingers dug into the fat of your thighs to pull himself further into you.

“Again?”

He chooses not to acknowledge the new voice except with a quick suck of his teeth, but you do. Head turning to look at the angelic devil that is Satoru Gojo.

“I like him,” your voice is saccharine and what you say makes Nanami melt into your skin more than anything ever could. He stays committed to the task at hand, rolling his hips into yours and relishing the little whimpers pushed out of your throat. As much as even the thought of that white-haired fiend makes him go limp, there is a prideful feeling building in his chest that he is pleasing you, he is liked by you, not him.

You do not dismiss Gojo from your presence but you do ignore him entirely to look into Nanami’s eyes, breathing out his name between hot gasps that he is nothing but thankful to breathe in. Every time you say his name it parallels to illustrious smoke filling his lungs — pure rapture. The extra pair of eyes does send the both of you closer to the eagerly approaching edge. What is a performance without an audience, after all?

Rough calloused hands almost hesitant to touch your breasts, gentle. Especially compared to his thrusts, he gazes at every exposed part of you not touched by silk and satin. There is a quirk in your lips that his heart can barely handle, but he does not dare intrude on the place you rarely permiss him to touch. He settles for laying his lips upon your neck and savoring the warmth of blood the scratches on his back yield.

Every thrust he gives for you, he can feel you reaching an epoch that he refuses to happen before his own. Particularly in front of that white-haired freak that is keenly watching the scene with bitten lips and strained pants. Lust is part of your nature and thankfully, an orgasm is easily reached with his skillful and unwavering hands. It is like your high infects his own because watching you fall apart activates the scorching feeling in the pit of his stomach that he can only ever feel when he tries to hold back.

“Be messy. Satoru will clean it up,” Nanami hates the sound of that name on your lips but the permission to dirty your insides with him is the relieving string snapping inside him. He can almost hear how Gojo licks his lips at the implication but it is overridden by how your moans echo through his head and the loud squelching of your cunt slowly ceases. You release your claws from his back, letting him lean up, prying his fingers from digging into your thighs and seeing his cum be pushed out from your fluttering insides.

You throw your head back with a giggle, tapping your lips to let your favorite being know that a kiss is being permitted, albeit silently. Before he can even think his body is compelled to move forward, the softest and whole-hearted kiss placed upon your smiling lips. In just a moment he will leave you but he is stuck again with the burning feeling you place within him — hellfire in his lungs, on his skin, on his lips. Sly eyes catching his own as he pulls away. Privileged he is, indeed. One of the chosen few to grace your unholy presence and one of the fewer that even get to touch your soft skin. You mark his back as you mark his soul as if the two gashing scars are not enough evidence of your claim over him.

You are not just a devil, you are the Devil.

He would fall again and again if it meant feeling your embrace once more.

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tokoyamisstuff · 3 years

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Scandal Ch. 3 - Loki x Reader

Summary: You find shelter in the freezing lands of Jotunheim, and surprisingly some new allies. But Loki is already coming after you...

Warnings: Angst

Words: ~1500

A/N: Sorry, this one is a little short.

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Only the anchestors keeping watch over you would know just how long you had been resting until your body was eventually able to move again.

As you looked around, you found several pairs of glowing red eyes observing every one of your moves, clashing with the otherwise darkness around you.

You bolted in an upright position, chest waving heavily as your breath was forming a cold mist. Much to your surprise, you were covered in warm furs.

“Worry not” one of them spoke, their body almost inseparable from the icy cave you apparently resided in. “We are a warrior tribe, not warmongers. What do we gain from killing a weak Asgardian noblewoman and their child?”

“Where is he?!” you choked on your own sob, only able to calm down when yet another giant handed the small bundle into your arms.

They seemed to have cared for him while you were unable to, having fed and cleaned the small boy who was still impossible to distinguish from those powerful giants.

“What is his name?” A female of them seeked to know.

You stopped in your tracks at her question. Everything happened so fast, there was no time to think about it until now.

“His...his name is...L-Liam*. Liam Lokison.” The unintended alliteration made you smile. Yes, this was a formidable name for such a little fighter.

“Loki, you say?” A row, deep voice drang to your ears, huffing at hearing the name of your husband.

It is him again - Laufey.

Initially, you wanted to express your gratitude for his benevolent hospitality, but concluded it would be better to not interrupt.

“Loki, you say?” he repeated the name, tone laced with venom pumping through his heart. “That pathetic excuse of a Jotunn?”

What in hel did he just say?!

“No wonder that crossbreed of yours is so pathetically tiny.” Laufey would now eye his grandson with great fascination, even though adverse. “A disgrace, just like his father.”

“Wha- what in the realms are you...talking about?”

You took in a sharp breath,pulling the child deeper into your arms and away from his wary eyes.

The king could only laugh at your attempts, finding this farce absolutely amusing.

“Hilarious”, he scoffed, “I take from your reaction that Odin is still the old, pathological liar.”

The Allfather had expected you to die in this environment before you’d ever find out the truth, and even if not - Odin thought Laufey to be wildly ashamed of his son, and he would never admit that this freak was his child.

And that was where he was wrong.

“He still didn’t tell any of you?” The Jötunn thought back to that day of indescribable loss. First and foremost the war with Asgard and them taking away his power, together with the Cascet of Ancient Winters - and then...

“The man you call the God of Mischief was born on Jotunheim, as Laufeyson” he declared, and the following words made your heart clench dreadfully. “For whyever I deserved such misfortune, my firstborn came into this world as a failure.”

“Our world is harsh and unforgiving” Laufey continued and apparently, none of the folk seemed surprised. “It is an act of mercy to erase the weakest of our kind, since they wouldn’t survive either way.”

“Lies” you hissed - but the proof was right there, in your arms. “You are lying!”

However, deep inside, you already knew that his words were true.

Why?

Not minding the surrounding giants, you began crying from all the weight on your heart - mourning over the fate of your lover.

From his very first day, Loki Laufeyson was doomed. His only birthright was failure, exclusion and resentment, with death’s grip constantly at his throat.

“Then-” Connecting the dots, fear overcame your system. “Why did you help me?”

“Too much blood of Asgardians and Jotunns had been shed.”

Now that you thought of it, they had saved you - cared for Liam, even. Neither had they left you to die, nor tried to harm you or the child in any way.

Odin was really the greatest liar in all of history - for there were no monsters in Jotunnheim. Only a different race of people.

“I have stained my own hands in countless battles against your kind. But we are in dire need of peace, Y/N of Asgard. And your child could be the key.”

Anger began boiling inside of you, thoughts still revolving around how Loki had been lied to for all those years - and for what? Diplomacy? Using him like a tool, to control the Jötunn?

“Loki is Asgardian just as much as you are.” Somehow, the king almost sounded pained at the revelation. “He is unaware of his heritage, taught to despise us from childhood on. There is no way he would connect our two cultures with how much hatred he bears in his heart.”

At first, you felt close to passing out once again - the emotional exhaustion being way worse than what your body could take.

Those past two days were just too much for you: Liam’s birth, his genes, being cast out by your own people - and now, knowing that Loki had been lied to and used, even might be in danger at the hands of his own father?!

“So, you want me to...raise him here?” The thought alone made your insides churn, thinking back to your homeland. “I think I have to decline that generous offer.”

“No, not like that.” Laufey slowly approached both of you, wary to not touch your skin in any way. He signalized the want to touch his grandson, and you allowed it.

Of course, in a primal tribe like that, showing weakness was unforgiveable - especially if you were the king.

Yet you couldn’t really describe why, but somehow you knew that Laufey wasn’t as heartless as it appeared to be. Maybe, back then, he really thought his decision to be best - but now?

Everything you could decipher in his orbs as he touched Loki’s child was remorse, yearning and guilt. The loss of his firstborn was still present in his heart, aware that even though alive, they had grown apart from each other beyond repair.

“You need sunlight and warmth to survive.” Homesickness could also kill you, you knew that much. “We only ask of you for visits during his upbringing, so he can learn our ways and traditions. See both sides of the coin.”

A bridge between worlds, huh?

On the one hand, it was a huge responsibility you would burden on your child - yet you knew that at least learning about his heritage was his birthright.

Never you would allow yourself to dwell on comfortable lies like Odin, just because you didn’t want to be condemned for the past!

You would save Loki, as well as ensure this wonderful child’s future!

“Laufey, my king and inlaw, so it shall be. This child is now part of your tribe, as much as it is Asgardian.”

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[Several weeks later]

“To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Laufey looked down on the Asgardian prince, standing in front of the gates of the Jotunn village.

“I demand on seeing my wife, you dull creatures!” Loki materialized a dagger, threatening to throw it right into the Jötunn’s eye. “Whatever you’ve done to her, I will repay a thousand times!”

Unimpressed, Laufey spoke “I see Odin has taught you his manners. Violent, hotheaded and selfish. No wonder she did not stay with you.”

“I ask you this one last time: Where. Is. Y/N?!”

Without any second thought, the God of Mischief had left in secret, facing the giants all alone without help of his brother or soldiers.

Because your husband was devastated beyond relief.

Without you at his side, the half-god had completely lost his way. All this time since he thought you dead, nothing could save Loki from his own mind.

For weeks, he wouldn’t leave his chambers, sitting in the dark for hour after hour without nourishing his body in the slightest.

He was haunted by how your belongings reminded him of those blissful days of your marriage. Your scent was still present on those now empty bedsheets, fogging his mind and keeping him from much-needed sleep.

The only matter he busied himself with aside from screaming and crying until his throat went sore, were the thoughts of what could be:

Knowing himself responsible for your imminent demise was eating him alive - even if that child wasn’t his, if only he didn’t rush things and would’ve let some time pass, to become clear-headed again as he was now.

Would Loki be able to forgive you and live on, overcome this hardships like so many before?

Most certainly! Because he needed you at his side, more than anything else.

Loki Odinson couldn’t live without the light of his life.

And if there was even the slightest chance of you still being alive, he would claim what was his and start anew.

“Loki, your eyes are wide open, and yet you don’t seem to see the full picture.”

When Laufey refused to descend to the entrance, Loki would immediately teleport himself towards the giant, blade aiming at his throat. “You will answer to your crimes, monster!”

The king was able to repel the attack by grabbing the god’s wrist - yet instead of the incoming pain Loki was expecting, merely his clothing froze into crumbles...

...and his limb turned in a shade of dark blue.

“You’ve grown strong, my son.”

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*Liam is a irish name, meaning “strong-willed warrior” or “protector”.

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lvnatiq · 3 years

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Random Relationship Headcanons | Felix Escellun x gn!reader

a/n: Hey ! On todays menu I am serving you modern au relationship headcanons. I know for a fact that I can’t write headcanons AT ALL yet here we are, out of spite I will keep trying until I can manage to write good shit. I’m going through a chaotic time in my life so please be patient with me 😭

I’m currently working on tattoo artist! reader x Felix headcanons and college!enemies to lovers one-shot. Knowing that Felix’s fav trope is enemies to lovers, I will post it hopefully before his new chapter drops. I used most of the hcs that were sent to me but if you couldn’t see yours, then it will probably be used on the other works.

No beta we die like men.

warnings: curse words, nsfw under the cut, random sage moments, felix being a ‘the neighborhood’ song basically.

You persuade him to start an Instagram account, and because of his family's popularity, he quickly gains followers. His account is practically empty because he would rather spend his time stalking your account on Instagram. You noticed the emptiness and wanted to take him out and take some photos for his account, which turned out amazingly. He is a little camera shy, so be patient with him.

You like to watch him apply his eyeliner but he finds it so stressing to do under your gaze. He used to be able to do it easily, but it has now become one of his most difficult tasks. You wanted to ask for his assistance in applying eyeliner to you in the hopes of making it simpler for him; he agreed but quickly regretted it when he realized how near your faces would be. You with your eyes closed, waiting for him to drag the line as he was only thinking about how bad he wanted to kiss you. ��

Felix has a Polaroid of you and stella in his wallet I said what I said.

When it comes to himself, he can be a pessimist, but when it comes to you, he is the most loving and positive boyfriend you could ever ask for. You have a dream ? He is ready to help you achieve it. Do you want to change in your life ? Go for it, He’s more excited than you are.

He can be quite insecure at times when it comes to your relationship because he feels like you deserve the world but the world is too big for his tiny hands. Will his cuddles be enough ? God he hopes so.

He almost cried when you told him you loved him for the first time. He's also baffled as to how you might feel the same way about him.

Drunk Felix is really clingy and honest. Whatever he can’t say sober drunk felix can and definitely will.

“May the stars let my death be between your glorious thighs amen-“ “Felix-”

Felix is weird but it add to his charm. It’s not unusual for you to wake up in the middle of the night and find the pillow besides yours empty. In the dead of night, you will find Felix munching on some weird ass food combinations.

He also has a habit of doing things that are extremely adorable without even noticing it. Like walking around the house in his oversized shirts, his hand clutching at the cuffs whilst the other one sheepishly rubs his eye.

“Can I lay on your lap ? I promise I won’t fall asleep. I just need to rest for a little.” His voice is so soft and hushed. “Of course, come here.” He throws himself onto you as he comes hopping on his tip toes.

He falls asleep on his desk too often, so you have to carry him back to his room, where he snuggles against you while you lead him there. Once he's in his room, he insists that you stay with him, so you wait until he falls asleep as you play with his hair, and he wakes up thinking it was all a dream.

I firmly believe that Felix’s love language is acts of service. Like making you coffee and bringing you random snacks as you work or wrapping you up in fluffy blankets whenever he catches you slacking on the couch.

He's been romanticizing anything and everything since he met you. When he sees beautiful flowers, he wants to bring them to you, but he also believes that their beauty stems from the fact that they are alive, so he argues and stresses a lot when deciding what to do in simple situations like these.

His edginess belongs to his impulsiveness and his style only at any other situation he's a complete softboy.

And I'm certain he knows a variety of card tricks. He enjoys showing off, and he enjoys it even more when you become fascinated and beg him to share the trick.

If you're a morning person, you'll probably spend your mornings alone in solitude, finishing work before the day begins, but if you're a night owl, you and Felix will go out for night walks and Felix would go out for night walks, sharing headphones to play some music, enjoy each others presence and develop a habit of watching the sunrise together.

Felix makes you playlists at the most random times and with the most random names. Until one day he sent you a playlist at around 4 a.m called “you”, filled with his favorite music. He usually sees music as a safe space for himself and now that you are his safe place too it’s only appropriate for him to do so. This only further proves how he spends his time thinking about you.

I feel like Felix would have what most would call "attachment issues" but it’s mainly because of his protective tendencies. This is not to say that he’s this "overly jealous toxic" character; rather, he has never had anyone to truly call his own in his entire life so he would do anything to protect it.

Felix is also big on astrology, so if you want the perfect birth chart, he'll give it to you. Also he owns a lovely deck of tarot cards, and if you ask him for a love reading, he can't manage to keep his words and feelings to himself so he modifies your reading according to him and his desires. Let the boy abuse his powers for the sake of love.

His style could be described as dark academia, his wardrobe mainly consists of dark colors, lots and lots of blazers and a lot of oversized shirts. He also loves jewelry so he owns a lot of rings and chains. Just so you know, if you're wearing any of his rings, his heart is doing cartwheels.

Is it obvious that he loves it when you place your hand in his and play with his rings with your fingertips.

Spoil him. Buy him that baby blue hoodie with cat ears.

“Ah, you look adorable.” “Isn’t it a bit too b-big ?” “You could say that. Do you mind ?” “No, I like it that way.” “I would know.” You smirk followed by felix’s gasp. “If you so desperately wanted a cat boy you know you have me right ?” Nudging your shoulder, Sage leapt into the conversation. “What is he talking about ?” Felix grumbled, only to notice two fuzzy triangular fabrics on top of his head as he brushed his fingertips over it.

He’s obsessed with your hands, kissing your knuckles, drawing circles in your palm. At a certain point it became an involuntary gesture he does it quite often without realizing.

He’s also canonically extremely blushy but he would never admit it. You’re convinced he uses some sort of make up because it is not possible for the pink dusting his cheeks to look this good.

He insists that you’re cold even in the warmest weathers because he wants to see you in his coat.

Sage forces Felix to take his thirst trap Tiktoks.

He really appreciates it when you add to his herbal tea collection without him noticing and he considers it a sign of affection because he takes his tea very seriously.

He loses it when you call him baby he gets flustered and frustrated but it’s all because it rolls off of your tongue so nicely that he can’t get enough of it.

Felix owns a broad collection of scented lip balms some of them are tinted. You didn’t hear this from me.

He never once took anything the Sage says seriously until he saw how well you two got along. He never thought that he would be standing there taking relationship and flirting advice from the frat boy.

Felix is a complete asshole when he wants to. He’s very verbal about it too. Consistent sarcastic remarks and eye rolls. I mean it runs in his blood, look at Escell.

You love it when he suddenly whips out the confident Felix, it’s not a daily occurrence you know.

When Felix is concentrated, he’s lost and there’s almost no way you or anything else can distract him. So it’s time to grab some colorful hair clips and ties to fuck around with his hair.

Felix is not the best at verbally expressing his gratitude towards you. He doesn’t know what he would do if you weren’t there for him at the lowest points of his life where normally he would close himself and bare the weight of his family problems and personal life issues that he can’t seem to get out of. Now he has you, someone who’s willing to listen to him and offer him a warm embrace when he needs the most.

While you to play games together, when he wins he wears that iconic shit eating grin of his with pride looking at you through the corner of his eye. “Shit, what do you want me to say to that felix ? Perhaps I should call you master now that you won ‘one’ fucking round.” He is praying that the screen light is covering the fact that he is a blushy mess after hearing you say that.

NSFW

I cannot stress this enough but he is extremely vocal in bed. Whining, trying to restrict himself from making too much noise but failing miserably.

Muffled pants, choked sobs and lots of pleasure infused tears.

He loves getting praised during sex but what he loves more is to get praised after it’s all over. Like you telling him how great he was, how well he behaved, how good he made you feel. He experiences sub drops a lot so please assure him that he did well :(

He’s into power-play but not in a submissive or dominant kind of relationship, it’s more of a psychological thing where the fact that he can see how good he makes you feel gives him a rush of confidence and adrenaline.

I believe that this motherfucker is a masochist, pain makes him more excited than getting an update on his favorite author who went on a year long hiatus and that is saying a lot.

Bite him. Scratch him. It is so stimulating for him he can reach his high just from those actions.

Fuck do anything to his ears bite, lick, pull, blow on it. He is extremely sensitive so anything you do will basically drive him out of his mind. It will most definitely lead to him trembling beneath your fingertips.

You must think that you are the only one who is such a tease but you’re wrong. Felix teases you quite often mostly to direct your attention towards him or to keep your attention on him. He’s quite greedy when it comes to you and your hands on his body. Unbuttoning unnecessary amount of buttons on his shirt to show a little skin that he knows you’ll notice. Playing with his necklace placing the chain between his lips dragging it towards the inside of his bottom lip teasing the metallic charm with the tip of his tongue. He definitely ain’t oblivious he knows exactly what he’s doing and he makes sure that you know exactly what he’s doing.

When he’s in the mood he will tug the hem of your top meanwhile his eyes are glued to the floor or graze the temples of his glasses between his lips, his teeth lightly nibbling the pointy edge. He loves to play dumb too. When you question him, he acts like he doesn’t intend anything and that you need to get your head out of the gutter.

At the end of the session Felix looks divine. Drool leaking down from his bottom lip to his jaw line towards his neck, his bangs sticking on his sweat coated forehead, his chest rising up and down quickly. His eyes rolled at the back of his head, his hands still clutching tightly to the sheets. Faint whimpers and deep breaths filling the air.

Leading up to the after care, his shy self returns. He buries his face to your chest hiding his blushy cheeks beneath the palms of his hands.

He likes to experiment a lot and you are his favorite subject.

It shouldn’t be surprising to find random kink definitions or role-play ideas on the search history of your laptop. After all Felix just asked for it to write an email, that’s all there is to it. That’s until you offer to try them out.

He doesn’t act upon his jealousy, what he does instead is that leaving marks on you especially around your neck and your chest where he knows it will show. Don’t cover them up if you don’t wanna deal with him.

“People just don’t appreciate art anymore.” “Felix these are, hickeys.” “Oh so now you are judging my art medium ?” “Since when proving Sage that I got railed by you is a form of art ?”

I didn’t see anyone point this out but whenever he is in the sub space he tends to be more on the bratty side. He starts of shy but his confidence builds up as the tension rises. Meaning that you should be ready to get your patience tested.

When you two are in separate places your suggestive words and tone leads up to phone sex, which Felix secretly fantasized about a lot. What made everything even more dirty was the fact that you didn’t know that he was laying on your bed surrounded by your scent and humping your pillow. Once you come back home you are greeted with a fresh pair of sheets on your bed. Apparently Felix decided to do you a favor and clean your room as well as the the whole house. He’s crossing fingers that you don’t notice because he knows that he’ll never hear the end of it.

Felix knows a lot about sex but his knowledge is based upon fiction rather than experience. So, naturally, he is more interested about learning specifically how your body responds to certain actions, what you enjoy and what you’re interested in so teach him. He’s a good student and oh well he’s a quick learner.

Pull his hair pull his hair put his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair.

When he settles between your legs as he ties his hair, he places the hairband between his lips and looks up at you with half lidded eyes. It’s his definition of torture.

Even though he doesn’t give off that vibe, he is very freaky if you would’ve known what his AO3 tags consisted of you would agree.

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