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chaldeanu · 11 days
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ꕤ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . random slightly suggestive hcs for gn reader with aventurine ノ boothill ノ gallagher ノ sunday . not explicit but not for minors shoo shoo !
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ノ aventurine, tasting the gentle and respectful love for the first time, always asks if anything he’s doing is alright with you, checking every single time if you like it or not, wanting to hear how you feel about this — there’s something bittersweet in knowing that it was this easy to consider the feelings of the other person, which leaves him puzzled. he asks quietly against your skin if you can do the same in return. he wants so badly to tell you how your touch is affecting him . . .
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ノ boothill cannot silence the amused chuckle whenever there’s a spark of electricity between your fingertips and his metallic body. how you jolt back despite his arms keeping you in place, squirming from the sudden sensation and frowning a little. but then he takes your hand in his and presses his mouth to the tingling spot, soothing it with a kiss — ending it with a playful nibble of his sharp teeth so you won’t think he’s too sweet . . .
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ノ gallagher wants you to scratch his back with your nails, claw at his arms, bite into his hand that muffles your whimpers and mewls. nothing you do could possibly hurt him — not when his skin is so thick, so coarse — but the feeling of you clinging to his body so desperately makes him feel alive, rushing the blood in his veins. that’s a payback for whatever he’s doing with you, perhaps always a little worried if he goes overboard, but hey, you can (try to) give him the same treatment . . .
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ノ sunday cannot imagine ripping your pretty clothes — especially if they’re expensive or gifted by him — so he meticulously slides them off of your body, dragging the process just to tease you with the fleeting touch of his hands. how his fingers press into your skin when he puts them behind the waistband or under your sleeves. simply because he wants to see you fixing your outfit later as if nothing happened between you two, not a single thread ripped from the fabric . . .
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butterflyseas · 11 months
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⸻ "hey... you okay?"
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☆ノ aka how they take care of you when you're sick (ft. march 7th, seele, bronya, natasha, serval)
↳ notes: wrote this while i wasn't feeling too good, so this is pretty self-indulgent. may be a little bit ooc. just some quick little headcanons <3
↳ content: gn!reader. mentions of being sick (non specific). slight spoilers in natasha's. brief mentions of loss. fluff <3
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⸻ 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗖𝗛 𝟳𝗧𝗛
MARCH notices that you're sick before you even realize it yourself — there's a certain shine that's missing from your eyes; your expression isn't as bright as it normally is. she's committed your face to memory; not even the slightest change in it goes missed.
seeing the change in your expression changes hers — it goes from its usual cheerful bubbliness to a concerned one in the blink of an eye as she asks you what's wrong. and when you tell her you don't feel well, she immediately tells you that you "should have told me sooner!" and that "you need to rest right away!"
she corrals you off to her room and tucks you in amongst her pillows and blankets and stuffed animals. she just wants you to be as comfortable as possible! at least, that's half of the truth — she also just wants to stay close to you.
whatever you need, she's happy to get you! water? there's already a full glass on the nightstand. tea for when your throat is sore? she's brewing a pot as you speak. tissues? she set out a box next to you ages ago. medicine? she's pestering dan heng to get every kind he can find. cuddles until you fall asleep? she was already going to do that <3
part of it is because she wants you to get better as soon as possible — she misses hanging out and going places with you — but it's also because she doesn't like seeing you unwell. it makes her anxious for some reason — like she's on the verge of losing something important to her. she doesn't tell you that, though — she doesn't want you to worry when you're already not feeling good.
so, for your sake — and her own — she ignores that feeling and instead focuses her energy on keeping you in high spirits. she'll talk your ear off about anything that comes to mind — usually stories about past trailblazing expeditions and the adventures she got up to on them. anything to put even the slightest smile on your face.
"oh, oh! and then, dan heng said—"
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⸻ 𝗦𝗘𝗘𝗟𝗘
when SEELE gets sick, she ignores it and pushes through whatever illness she may have gotten. because of that, she doesn't notice when you're feeling unwell until you're trailing a handful of paces behind her.
she'll scold you for not telling her sooner — and for making her worry — but she's mostly upset with herself for not realizing something was wrong quicker. if something were to happen to you because she was careless... she doesn't like to think about it; she'll be more vigilant next time.
her first instinct is to take you to see natasha — she's not a total novice when it comes to managing an illness, but she'd rather be safe than sorry and make sure it really is just a simple cold and not something more serious. and when it isn't — when it really is just some little bug you caught from somewhere — she visibly relaxes and lets out a small sigh of relief.
even if she's not the best at showing it, seele cares deeply about you. every time she tells you to stay in bed; to take the medicine natasha sent home with you; to make sure you eat enough — it's all because she's worried about you. she's lost too many people; seen far too much death. she's doesn't want to lose you, too.
her edges soften when she's around you — they do normally, but it's more noticeable now. she'll stop you if you try to get something for yourself, saying that you should take it easy; that she's got it. she doesn't want you to overexert yourself and make your illness worse — but, deep down, she also wants to take care of you.
"just take it easy, okay? i've got it."
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⸻ 𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗬𝗔
BRONYA is a busy woman. being the commander of the silvermane guards as well as being the future supreme guardian means that she doesn't have a lot of free time — and any free time she does have is spent worrying about the safety and future of belobog.
however, the second she catches wind of you being sick, all of her worries shift over to you.
she can't fully abandon her duties to rush to your side — she wishes she could, though — but she does delegate as much as she can to her subordinates so she can check on you without so much looming over her head.
when you're in person, she keeps most of her worry off her face — a habit she's yet to fully break, even in your presence — but you can tell that she is, if the massive bag of items she brought with her is anything to go off of. medicines, snacks, bottles of water, soothing oils that fill the room with their scent the moment she opens them — anything that you might need to help you feel better.
she can't stay with you all day, but she stays as long as she can. most of it is spent with her doting on you — cooking lunch, brewing tea, spooning out the correct dosage of medicine to give you, cleaning and tidying your room — but there are soft, quiet moments as well. she'll sit by your bedside, holding your hand until she finally relents to your coaxing to lay next to you. with her face turning red, she'll settle into the spot beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and stroking your hair until you eventually fall asleep against her side.
before she leaves, she tucks you in and leaves a small kiss on your forehead.
"i'll be back tomorrow. rest well until then."
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⸻ 𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗔
being a doctor, NATASHA is the most skilled when it comes to taking care of illnesses and ailments. and being the only doctor — as well as the leader of wildfire — in the underground means she's seen just about everything in the book, from the common cold to broken bones to everything in between — you're in good hands with her.
when you come into her clinic saying you don't feel well, she's immediately nudging you toward a bed and urging you to lay down while she looks you over and assesses your symptoms.
the underground is low on supplies — especially medical ones — but she'll still set aside some medicine and painkillers for you to take. if you don't want them — or if the clinic's supply is running dangerously low — she'll make you any one of the at-home remedies she knows.
basically, whatever you need, she'll get for you — and if she can't, she'll compromise as best she can. and if she can't do that, either, she'll venture out into the underground for a supply run herself.
while she can't shirk her duties entirely, she'll still spend every moment she can by your side. she knows it's a little excessive — after all, you're not dying — but she can't help it. she just cares about you too much to not dote on you a little — and with the way she smiles whenever you tell her you're doing okay before thanking her for caring so much, you can't bring yourself to be bothered by it.
"just lay back and relax. i'll take care of you~"
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⸻ 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗔𝗟
SERVAL notices something is up when you first walk through the doors of her workshop. there's a sluggishness to the way you're walking that isn't normally there — did you not get enough sleep last night? or maybe you just woke up earlier than normal?
when she asks what's up and learns that you woke up feeling sick, her older sister instincts kick in before you even finish speaking. the machine she was tinkering with is put to the side in favor of making sure you're okay; it's not long after that you're ushered to sit down while she gets things set up for you.
she finds a pile of blankets and pillows stashed away somewhere that she turns into a makeshift bed for you. it's not the most comfortable thing in the world, but it's comfortable enough — plus, it's warm and it smells like her, so you don't mind too much.
with you tucked into your blankets, she starts a pot of tea and takes to rummaging around the workshop until she finds a few bottles of medicine hidden away in a drawer. hopefully, it's enough to stave off your sickness before it gets worse — but, if it's not and you end up needing something stronger, she'll ask gepard to stop by the clinic for her so she doesn't have to leave your side.
she likes having you lay your head in her lap — she does normally, but she especially does while she's taking care of you. she'll run her fingers through your hair and ask which of her songs you like the most — whichever you pick, she'll sing to you until you fall asleep like that. and even after you have, she'll stay in her spot until you either wake up or someone enters the workshop in need of her services.
"i don't normally give private concerts, but i'll make an exception just for you."
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mwahkazu · 1 month
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the urge to delete all this shit and do it myself🧍‍♀️
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✯ᡣ𐭩To all of you who dream tooᡣ𐭩✯
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After years being interested in my favourite game and building up lore last night I had a dream where a character I ship with my OC and said OC were in what it seemed an already established relationship, or at least very much in love with each other. This may be unimportant for everyone else, but it made me wake up with a smile. Because it's my ship and it gives me a comfort and happiness that words cannot describe.
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To all oc x canon/yume/self-insert/canon x canon shippers out there, I wish you have sweet dreams about your beloved pairings too; be it at night or daydreaming, whether it's a popular ship with a lot of content, a rarepair, a crackship, or one you hold close to your heart because you are not ready to show the world your precious gem.「Because as long as they have one fan dreaming (aka you) they will always be in love and be loved」 ࿐♡
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Hope you have a nice day and dreams you desire to experience! *✧・゚*ೃ ✩ 。˚ ⋆ ✩ .  ˚✧˚. ❃
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yuukimiyas · 9 months
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g’mornin & happy monday friends! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა my supervisor is messin w my schedule so i have today off & fri-sun!! i’m thinkin of goin to a lil coffee shop to get some writing done & to try & see what my options for schooling are!! ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡ i hope that your wknd set you up w the most positive energy for this wk to be the best one yet!! ପ૮๑ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ๑ აଓ kissin you & makin you your fave snackies!! mwah!!
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meganechan05 · 9 months
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So I wrote a one-shot...
A RitaMoru one-shot...
Based off that kabedon photo...
And I just... cried ヽ(;▽;)ノ
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phoenixkaptain · 3 months
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rereading ur fic about Tim Steal Clothes. about to fall asleep but i love the implication that kon has as large of a chest as cassie
In my heart of hearts, it’s the truth 🫡
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forestwhisper3 · 11 months
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*bangs head on desk. Violently*
WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME TODAY WAS WORLD TURTLE DAY?!?!!! SHOULD HAVE WAITED TO POST THE NEXT CHAPTER ASDLKGLSDGHFG!!
Now I have to come up with something quick that I can do before the day ends. Maybe the first chapter for the ‘03 reaction fic to the Rise movie that my brain was distracting me with? Or the next chapter of Donatello? Both?! I DON’T KNOW!!
*runs off with arms flailing*
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chaldeanu · 8 days
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golden tongue ノ imaginary men
ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . 1.2k ノ gn reader — sloppy bj ノ oral . character receiving ノ petname — baby ノ rewritten thirsts . added aventurine <3
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aventurine ノ
with a broken chuckle and bitten lips, he gazes down at you, the hypnotic look of his magenta cyan eyes filled with love and lust. he’s all wound up tight, his nerves buzzing with desire as he feels the wetness of your tongue sliding along the shaft. savouring the taste of him and fluttering your lashes at the sight of the disarmed man above you, you moan against the slippery girth to let him know you enjoy it just the same.
you always liked the sound he makes when you wrap your mouth on his length. a deep rumble at the back of his throat. he trembles when you pull him closer and suck the sensitive tip. you drag your tongue over it, taking care to trace every curve and vein, enjoying the smoothness and saltiness of his skin.
when you stroke your palms against his inner thighs, you feel him twitch in response. his knees shake, his legs trembling as you reach down to fondle his balls, rolling them gently in your hand while he fucks your mouth. his palm sinks into your hair, the neatly trimmed nails tickling your scalp, as he leans over, guiding your motions to match his rhythm.
“you’re a real gem, aren’t you, baby?” sweet nothings, laced with the tone of his voice, so affectionate and soothing. “can’t believe i’m this lucky to have you… choking on my cock, heh…”
you know he won’t last long — every breath shudders when it hits the air. the gentle pulsating of his erection tells you more than enough. his thrusts stutter and turn desperate, chasing pleasure, the grip of his hand on your skull turning desperate. purring with contentment while you suck harder, hearing him groan above you and seeing the veins in his forearms as he tries to keep a steady pace.
dan heng imbibitor lunae ノ
the delicate scales feel odd and intriguing under your tongue as you press a long lick from the very base up to the tip of his flushed length, feeling it twitch slightly against your mouth. he lets out a shaky moan, his hips moving in minuscule thrusts upwards to meet your lips, and you can tell he wants to push it inside so badly.
instead, you give him a teasing smile, looking up at burning face with half-lidded eyes. oh so sweet and innocent… how could he expect anything from you? and let the tip nudge past your mouth ever so slightly as a small reward. when his clawed hand settles on top of your head, tugging impatiently on your locks, you suck gently just on the very end and swirl your tongue over the sensitive frenulum, causing him to shudder and tighten his grip. but you won’t budge, won’t let him have more than this until he pleads for it.
until his resolve shatters.
“please,” he stutters out with a beautiful voice, his request like a song in your ears.
and how could you possibly refuse?
you swallow him whole, letting him hit the back of your throat while you suck hard. his claws clench hard at your locks, pulling and tugging to the point of near pain. he whines, his ghostly tail reappearing underneath you and slightly shuddering from the pleasure.
dr. ratio ノ
your lips wrap around the dark pink tip of his cock, glistening strands of precum and your saliva mingled together as you swirl your tongue. the sight fascinated him, his head lowered and eyes shiny as he keeps watching you please him. you pump the rest of his erection that couldn’t fit in your mouth; the wetness making it easy for you to glide your hands along his base.
“if you could only listen to my lectures with the same attention, you’re giving me right now…”
you moan into his crotch at his words; the vibrations enhancing the experience, his breath hitching every time he looks down. his hand comes up to pet your head, and you smile against him, enjoying his praise.
“you learn fast… i should simply enjoy your progress…”
he pulls you a little lower, hoping his girth will sink further down your wet mouth. the cockhead kisses the back of it, and you swallow beads of precum, sending him into another wave of pleasure. his fingers tangle in your hair as he slowly fucks your face, his movements so careful and precise, and yet still managing to hit deeper into your throat.
“you’re quite amazing, this i admit.”
luocha ノ
the taste of him is exquisite, you think. it’s something rich, and earthy, but sweet at the same time. his cock slips into your mouth so smoothly, and you take it with enthusiasm, humming as the tip nudges against the back of your throat, tears appearing at the edges of your eyes. with his breathing hitching, quiet groans accompany each flick of your tongue.
“oh, you’re doing such a wonderful job.”
he sounds calm, like always, as if he is discussing some delicate business deals. but you can hear the break in his voice, and the trembling of his hands as they grab onto the roots of your hair.
“if you could only see yourself…” he coos softly, his hips meeting your lips halfway, pushing a little further. “it is almost cute how determined you are to tease me.”
you look up, making eye contact with him, and he gazes down at you, somewhat dizzy and cheeks flushed. the heat pools in your lower stomach at his praises, and you try to take him even deeper, swallowing around him until you nearly gag. his hips buckle at the action, and his nails scratch faintly at your scalp.
luocha is a very patient man. but you have ways to make him desperate.
welt ノ
the tip is pressed against your lips, already a bit flushed and glistening from your previous teasing, but you refuse to open your mouth. he smiles tenderly above you, amused at your playfulness, his cock giving another twitch at the attention.
“would you prefer a more direct approach, darling?”
you nod, shy. one of his hands reaches out to grab behind your head, holding it in place, and the other parts your lips with firm gentleness so he can finally push inside. his thrusts are gentle and precise, hitting the back of your throat in the most delicious way. the hand on your skull strokes and pets your hair gently, and you know the loving smile is still plastered to his face despite you having to close your eyes.
“let me know if it gets uncomfortable…”
one of his fingers slips under your chin, stroking the column of your neck and feeling himself move in and out of your throat, your muscles contracting around him pleasingly. his breathing is laboured, and the praises pour out of his mouth as he fucks your lips. his thumb traces your cheekbones, and he pushes your head even lower, causing you to almost choke around his cock, but your expression is full of bliss and delight.
“so good to me…”
a strangled groan leaves his throat, his legs trembling slightly with the effort of keeping his pace, while his hands hold on to you like you are the only anchor keeping him grounded.
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butterflyseas · 11 months
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Hello! I love your writing :) Would you be open to doing a continuation of the "taking care of you when you're sick" one with Himeko, Pela and Sushang? (And anyone else if you want) Thanks for reading and I hope you have a nice day!
aaa thank you so much! and of course! i hope you have a nice day, too! <3
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⸻ "hey... you okay?" part two
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↳ pairing: himeko, pela, sushang x gn!reader
↳ content: gn!reader. fluff. dear as a pet name (himeko). vague references to illness. mentions of headaches (shushang). might be slightly ooc in shushang's part.
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⸻ 𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗞𝗢
despite how it may seem on the surface, himeko notices a lot — about the others aboard the express; about their preferences and likes; about their personalities and how they act when they're at their best. she can tell when dan heng needs to be left alone; when march is thinking too deeply about what her past may be; when welt is stressed. and about you, too.
so when you enter the main compartment of the express slower and groggier than normal, she notices right away; and you cough and sniffle, she realizes immediately that you're sick.
the first thing she does is usher you to a bench seat to lie down — no matter if you just got up, she tells you that you need to rest and that she's more than happy to take care of you.
will pat your head when you comply — "thank you, dear~" <3
she's also the type to check your temperature by pressing her lips to your forehead. the main reason is genuinely to do just that, but also because she finds it adorable how you blush when she does &lt;3
tends to dote on you a little more when you're sick. she already has a bit of a tendency to in the first place, but it only becomes more noticeable when you don't feel well. always asks if you're comfortable; if you need anything; if you'd like her to get you something — all while calling you cute and telling you how happy she'd be to spoil you.
as much as she would love to make coffee to share with you, she opts to make tea instead. she'll make coffee for herself later; you're her top priority right now.
besides — you can always share a cup later, once you feel better.
coaxes you into resting on her lap while you rest. she'll pet your head and run her fingers through your hair until you fall asleep; hums along to the music pom-pom has playing as a sort of makeshift lullaby.
oftentimes finds herself gazing at your face while you sleep.
if the others aren't currently on a trailblazing mission, she'll make sure they don't wake you; and if it's just welt, then—
he left you two alone a while ago.
"you can rest on me until you feel all better, dear~"
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⸻ 𝗣𝗘𝗟𝗔
she read a fanfic like this once.
she'd be lying if she said she hadn't fantasized about something similar herself — you, bedridden and relying on her for help and comfort; her, the person you had turned to in your moment of need. there's only one bed for you to share...
when it happens in reality, though — when pela finds you trying to suppress a cough and the way your eyes are just barely unfocused — it's a lot less romantic.
in her head, she often imagined she'd sweep you up into her arms at this point — that was what artem did in that fic, as well — but now, she finds that she's far too worried to do so.
even if your illness isn't anything serious, she knows it's not something to be taken lightly — though you might be on the surface, the eternal freeze is still a problem; being outside in the cold too long runs the risk of making even the smallest cough something much worse.
her usually placid expression turns a little more concerned when she asks what's wrong; and when she offers to let you rest at her place, there's a distinct softness to her voice.
she can't take the entire day off, but she will stay with you for as long as she can; and any moment she has to leave, she assures you she'll be back as soon as she can.
brings you anything you need throughout the day — food, snacks, drinks, medicines. don't worry about paying her back; she wouldn't accept it, anyway.
is — a little embarrassedly — glued to your side once her duties are done for the day. unless you point it out to her, she won't notice until after the fact.
would absolutely love to hold you in her lap. doesn't matter the size difference between the two of you — she'll offer to hold you and will hold her arms out to you until you take her up on it. buries her face into your shoulder when you do <3
would also read her latest work in progress to you — just so long as you promise not to tell anyone about it ever.
"what do you think? for the next part, i'm considering having artem and anna—"
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⸻ 𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚
whether it be hunting down a bad guy for the cloud knights or carrying an elderly woman's shopping bags home for her, shushang's favorite thing to do is help.
and her favorite person to help is you!
of course, she's not happy about the circumstances of you asking her to buy you a bottle of painkillers, but she is happy that you came to her before anyone else!
did probably panic a little bit at first, though.
when you met during one of her patrol breaks, a grimace on your face and one of your hands pressed to your temple, she launched into a series of questions before she could stop herself — "are you okay? are you hurt? did somebody hurt you? what hap—"
even after you tell her you just have a headache because of a cold you woke up with, the frazzled feeling she has doesn't fully go away.
does insist that you get some rest, though — that was what her ma always told her whenever she didn't feel good. of course, she'd usually be tired from sparring so much... but still! it should definitely still apply here.
she'll walk you back to your house with an arm wrapped around your waist so you can lean on her. she knows you're not that sick — and that you're more than capable of walking on your own — but she does so anyway. it makes her feel useful; and above all else, she really likes how it feels when your head gingerly leans itself on her shoulder.
tucks you into bed before rushing out to go buy you the medicine you asked for you — but not before stopping at the door and running back to your side to give you a little kiss on the cheek <3
stops in periodically to check on you — both whenever she has another break in her patrol schedule, but also whenever she's in the area. as committed as she is to being the best cloud knight as she can be, she can't deny the persistent worry about you that lingers in the back of her mind.
it doesn't fully hit her until her shift ends for the day and all the tension leaves her body when she's able to return permanently to your side. please reassure her that she didn't have anything to worry about :(
cooks for you!! breaks out an old recipe her ma used to make when she got sick. says it'll fix you right up, but also secretly just wants to share it with you <3
"i hope you're starting to feel better... i was really worried about you today."
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rainnism · 4 months
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I love your new pfp dude
thanks man
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cordyce · 1 year
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coming soon ………….
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melitheduck · 1 year
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meli, my gorgeous princess. your far more beautiful then any star in the sky and let them all illuminate like your smile. you must be the keeper of the sun of my universe because you give me the warmth and light to my everyday. oh how I adore you my princess 💗
ALEXI
WHAT IS THIS??? AAAAHHHHHHSNSKWKAPAK
Alexis, my darling love in shining armor♡. You save my bad days and shield me from the harsh slap of life. The way you love and care is warming and soft. Your intelligent way of slipping in with such words sway me left and right. I admire you so much, my dear♡. Ahh, I don't think I can stop loving you, the way you send such elegant words!/p Thank you so much, Alexi♡ I love you./p
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tomodachikun · 1 year
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Oh god, here we go. Don’t have much on my mind right now and really want to write, so uhm…request are open so, give things if you want, be it nsfw, angst or sfw—I don’t care really! Send me your Genshin characters! Please be as specific as you can as well (*^o^*) (just please be sure to limit how many characters you want, 2 is max if you want a full story!)
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starrrlights · 2 years
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Ariel : look at this Dinglehopper I've found in the kitchen!
Y/n : ari, that's a fork……
Ariel : no…it's a Dinglehopper.…
Y/n : It's A Fork!
Ariel : Dinglehopper!
Y/n : YOU EAT WITH IT!
Ariel : you eat your hair?……
Y/n : nO GOD DAMNIT!
Eric : I think we should calm down
Y/n : GO AWAY!
(Random conversation I think I would have with Ariel tbh)
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chaldeanu · 15 days
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language ノ dr. ratio
ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . 0.6k ノ gn reader — oral . character receiving ノ sloppy head so good it made him finally shut up ノ short thirst from my notes that i do not remember writing :)
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he was perfect. perfect like those ancient statues, with marble looking so soft and detailed, as if someone turned an actual human into a sculpture with a spell, not a chisel. tall and wide, toned muscles, unblemished skin, no hair on his body. except… sliding the pants down his hips, you see his girth still not fully hard, but already so big, so swollen.
unlike those ancient statues with barely anything to show.
you take it in your mouth. carefully. lick him, kiss the tip, and slowly roll back the foreskin until the head is glistening and ready for you to spit on it. just enough so it would make wet sounds while you swallow his length as much as you can, almost reaching your throat. you cannot fit him entirely, but you can feel he’s satisfied enough just to sense your warmth enveloping him from all sides.
as unusual as it is, he’s silent, quietly humming under his nose as his half-lidded eyes follow your movements, analysing and simply adoring whatever you’re doing right now. no harshly spewed comments? no instructions? not even praise? nothing. perhaps you took his ability to speak together with his cock, the gentle suck disarming him from his most powerful weapon — language.
for an unknown reason, this thought fills you up with pride, spurring you on to slide his shaft out of your mouth only to slurp around his base once more, playing with different levels of pressure applied by your lips. sucking at his sack too, fondling and feeling the heaviness hidden under velvety soft skin. then you rise higher and lap around the head again.
finally getting some response in the form of an eager twitch, throbbing as you flatten your tongue against it. a plenitude of precum dribbles out onto your palate, and you swallow without hesitation. sweet and salty taste of arousal, delicate enough for you to enjoy. it makes you hungry for more of that flavour, and soon his girth slides deeper into your throat while your hand gives attention to the rest of his dick, twisting it slightly whenever you need to change your angle.
soon, there is a heavy palm tangling in your hair, pushing and pulling however it feels. guiding you away when you almost hit his limit and back when you aren’t applying enough force. so nice to be under the weight of his control, to the point your nails scrape teasingly insides of his parted thighs. enough for him to feel a sting whenever he rubs his legs together later on.
still, nothing coming from him except for breathy hums and satisfied exhales. should you wear a badge, you want to be called from now on the one who silenced the doctor veritas ratio himself, unable to counter the skill of your tongue. and no one needs to know what exactly it means.
one particular twist of your wrist has him letting go of your hair and placing both of his palms on the bed instead. it’s quite difficult to concentrate with you licking all around his girth like on a lollipop before, but now you can observe how his whole body shivers when you give a few sharp sucks on your way up his length.
so you do it again, a little stronger than before, earning yet another subtle shake.
you trace a finger along the vein from his base to his tip, covering him in your spit mixed with his precum, smearing the liquids all over the sensitive head and listening closely to any sound he could make. when none came, you added even more slickness, stroking him up and down. firm grip with a generous amount of friction from your lubed hand moving across his flesh.
now he’s leaking into your palm, skin slicked to skin, but you do not care. actually, this very thought encourages you to continue, to make such a wise and proper man feel this good he’s unable to utter a word.
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