thesunshinebunny

[thesunshinebunny]

Hii

I would like to leave a request, if it's not to your liking kindly ignore.

Could you please write a short story or headcannon about like um so it is vil and readers anniversary and the reader decides to write a song and present it to him on the anniversary.( you set my world on fire by loving calliber ,this song is just so sweet, pls (๑˃̵　ᴗ　˂̵)و ) I feel all mushy listening to this song.I am not sure what category to put it in whether it's headcannon or story I leave it up to you.

Thanks in advance, have a good day. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You looked at the number on your cell phone calendar, which marked the coming of that long-awaited day, a day that filled not only you, but also your recent partner with joy and love…

And that same day it was generating horrible anxiety in you just a week before arriving. Your anniversary with Vil.

It's not that there was anything wrong with your relationship, quite the opposite. Things couldn't go better, you even had your doubts about the reaction of his fans… yes, there were ups and downs this year, but nothing could corrupt this beautiful union that you had with your Queen.

What generated so much anguish…was what to give him. Obviously, material goods aren't everything in life, but we are talking about Vil Schoenheit, one of the most coveted models in this world.

What can you give to a person who can practically have everything with the snap of their fingers?

“A tiara?” No “A new makeup set?” No “A Chinese robe made from the finest silkworms”…too expensive for your pocket. Nothing that came to mind from the ADeuce duo was helpful or completely convincing.

The sun was setting 3 days before the long-awaited day and your anxiety only increased. You already considered it lost, you weren't going to be able to finish anything that you could do manually with the amount of homework that the teachers left; Anything you bought online wasn't going to arrive on time unless you sold a kidney; and the type of gift they sold at school…

They couldn't even put together the name of Vil. No offense Sam

Early Thursday morning, two days before the anniversary, spending time in Magicam, with dark circles that reached the ground, you came across a video of a couple singing a duet to a beautiful and melodious song.

Ding

You got out of bed at full speed, searching the entire bedroom up and down for a guitar, or something that looked like it. Not finding it, you decided to go to the music club first thing in the morning to borrow one.

And that's how those two days went, practicing in your free time, without any sleep schedule, in order to learn and vocalize a song that came from your soul, reflecting your love for the tall blonde.

When the expected day arrived, you sent a message to Vil. “Wait for me in the Pomefiore gardens after class, in our special place.”

The same place where Vil had asked you to start dating, the same place where he asked you to be his partner, now where you would spend your first anniversary.

Nerves of steel.

When Vil arrived at this romantic spot, carrying a small, elegantly decorated box, he found a scene straight out of a love movie… and with an angelic melody.

I lose my breath whenever I see you

In front of him, a path of petals of different flowers: white peonies, forget-me-nots, violet tulips and red roses; a potpourri that ended in the shape of a heart

You stole my heart, what is it that you do?

A Spanish guitar ringing in the air, as well as a soft violin in the background.

Just wanna be with you 'til we grow old

Your figure in the middle of the heart, holding said guitar, with a speaker from which the wind instrument came out, dressed in an elegant navy blue suit, with floral details embroidered in gold on the hem and violet stones adorning the sleeves.

My life was gray 'til you added colors

His violet eyes never left yours, hypnotized, glassy, threatening to shed the occasional tear.

Like the moon needs the sun, we don't care 'bout the others

Vil sat on the small mattress of flowers that you left for him in front of you, still holding the small box, eagerly waiting to give it to you.

I want you for myself every single day

As a cliché, you knelt at his height, both of you facing each other, without stopping singing at any time, although noticeably running out of breath when you reached the end of the song.

You set my world on fire

With the song coming to an end, both of you facing each other, just one centimeter away from kissing, your lips curved into a big nervous smile, waiting for the response from the person you admired so much.

There was no need to search for words, a sweet and tender kiss from Vil was more than enough for you to know that the song was much more than to his liking.

He'd loved it; one of the best gifts he had, which was nothing material, but came from the heart and soul.

And speaking of gifts, yours was still waiting to be opened. With your hands a little trembling from the nervousness of singing in a pseudo-public space, with the love of your life, you opened the small heart, finding a little tiara, matching Vil's along with his uniform.

Now you could demonstrate your relationship to the public eye.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #vil x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #Vil Schoenheit

[thesunshinebunny]

i’m just going to post this here ✌️

credits: rimaeternax <3

#i'm alive #don't worry #Someday i'll write back #soon i hope #Veeeeeeery soon #Either way here's my new obsesion #Baby boy

[thesunshinebunny]

Hello! I love your stories❤️. May I request an angst/fluffy scenario with the dorm leaders reacting to their s/o telling them that their mother wished she never gave birth to them and comforting them. I just watched the anime Higehiro and there’s a scene where the mother says that to the main MC and it affected me so much. Thank you ❤️

Part 2 finally herel Part I

This part corresponds to Azul, Vil, Idia and Malleus.

Azul

One of the few rules that Azul had in your relationship was that you didn't show up unannounced in the VIP room while he was with his poor clients. The terms were halfway explained when light, almost timid knocks sounded at the door. Three hits, as he was already used to from his clients, from Jade and from you, now we would have to see who was the damned unfortunate soul who had thought of ruining their meeting and his new contract.

Azul reluctantly got up, ready to fuck whoever was on the other side of the door, always with the tone and vocabulary of a gentleman (using irony, clearly), but when his eyes met with your orbs red and battered from so much crying, his angry countenance changed to a worried one. Both Jade and Floyd were behind you, with a hand on each shoulder, looking worried. It wasn't necessary to say a word, The expressions of the four were enough to fill the environment with a great deal of tension. The patrons filed out in silence as they received a look from the twins, a cold and frightening look. I guess Azul lost a couple of customers, but that wasn't important at the time.

Who was important, was you.

"My little starfish" Azul placed his arm over your shoulder, directing you into the VIP room, more specifically towards the sofa. When the two of you sat together, the body heat of the octopus protruding more than yours, the proximity of both bodies and the friction between hand and hand, it was enough affectionate contact that you were longing for the last few days, and the same one that made you sprout again large amount of tears on your cheeks, falling on your clothes and hands.

In the end, the anguish and depression ended up exploding, perhaps not in the best way, but certainly in the best place they could have exploded. You weren't going to be safer than next to Azul, in his private room, with the twins on the other side of the door, and a whole dorm worried about your well-being. The words came out in the same way as your tears, uncontrollably and in torrents, Azul had to do an incredible job of trying to decipher what you were trying to explain; he only needed the words “mother” and “I never should have given birth to you” to understand it all.

He extended his arms towards you, imploring you to come closer, but seeing that you didn't, but instead gave small spasms thanks to the heartbreaking crying, he pulled you directly to his chest, leaving your head nestled between his collarbone and his shoulder hollow. "Come here"

His arms were placed on your back and gave you small caresses before completely surrounding you, leaving you, once again, to cry and get all that bad being out of your soul. “This room and my home will always be open to you”

Vil

Vil may be one of the most acid-tongued, viper-tongued people NightRaven has ever had, but for some reason he was elected president of his dorm. An icon of beauty, incredible in the art of potions and poisons…and an unparalleled partner and companion when the situation called for it. Vil may go through life looking down on people who don't take care of themselves, but the one he really despises were those people who do evil for wanting to do evil. In this case, your mother.

Very well, Vil knew very well that a mother, even a father, is the one who raises and not the one who breed, and that many people around the world were not prepared to bring a child into the world. Until then, it was a thought that Vil respected, if one wanted to be a father, do so with respect, dedication and complications that a child entails; another thing was to impregnate their traumas and unresolved problems to their heirs. Exactly what he thought your mother had done when you told him, on that cold and gray night, about the argument over video call the two of you had.

"Oh darling, my little darling," he flung open the massive castle doors to his bedroom, letting you walk through soaked from the storm that had just hit the school.

Bathed, changed, warm and wrapped in a blanket, Vil laid you on his bed, letting the soft sheets and blankets, accompanied by the many pillows, hug you along with him and engulf you in his warmth and compassion. He dedicated himself to caressing your soft hair while you cried your sorrows on his chest, it broke his soul to see you so shattered, but it was a stepping stone, a stone on your path, that you needed to overcome to show yourself to the world with the courage and brilliance that you shone.

"Sometimes we are not destined to stay with those people who share blood ties" Mentally tried to avoid disqualifying words against that lady, if she could be called "ma'am", he even hesitated to address her as a human being, but it wasn't about him. It was about you, and that everything flowed a little more pleasantly and your mental health was more stable.

Vil was a faithful believer that, even though blood was thicker than water, it wasn't one's obligation to maintain contact with those relatives who generated a toxic environment of violence, anxiety and/or abuse. It was better to get away from anyone who causes us anxiety and depression. The important thing was to be at peace with yourself. When he felt the calm on his chest and the sheets stopped shaking, he took your face with the same hand that was stroking your hair to now wipe away the tears that ran down your cheeks like waterfalls.

"I don't know your mother, but I can bet all my makeup she's an ugly person, both on the outside." He brushed a strand of hair from your forehead and placed it behind your ear, going down to place his hand on your chest, feeling the beating of your heart. Without taking off contact, he approached you and gave you a small kiss on the forehead, his perfume danced on your nostrils, giving you a strange feeling of tranquility "as if inside"

Idia

The controller almost fell out of his hands when he heard the tragic news. You were both playing an RPG, an mmorpg maybe, to tell you the truth, you weren't psychologically paying attention, even minds in the same room, to realize what you were doing. Your words gushed from your lips at the least opportune moment. You didn't understand what triggered such a situation, but just when it started, it was impossible to stop it.

Your tears began to fall down your cheeks, rolling towards your chin and finally falling on your fingers and slightly wetting the controller that Idia had lent you so lovingly. Almost silent sobs could be heard in the room, sobs that were inaudible to anyone on the other side of the door; the same sobs that broke into small fragments the soul of the flaming blue haired.

I'm going to be honest, Idia didn't have much idea what to do or how to act right now, he was internally panicking, deciding whether to say something or get closer to you, maybe give you a hug; but the only thing he managed to say was "Do you want to go and set fire to her house?"

It wasn't the best question, and perhaps the least you would have wanted to hear at the time. A bit unsettling coming from him, don't you think?

But hey, he made you stop crying for a few seconds, even the sobs dried up. Instead, a look of uncertainty crossed your face as you looked back at him. "Sorry, I just wanted to lighten the tension with a joke… it went wrong" he put a hand to the back of his neck, trying to calm the situation and calm his panic at the same time.

Yes. The joke backfired on him, but it elicited a giggle from you. Maybe trying to relax with a bit of black humor and massacring hordes of enemies in a video game to get rid of the anger and the accumulated frustration wasn't a bad idea.

You snuggled up next to him, nestling your head on his shoulder. The heat of his hair on fire generated a more welcoming atmosphere, while warming your cold skin from so much anguish and discomfort. Moments like this, calm and a bit…rare, made your soul relax. Idia put an arm around your shoulders, somewhat uncertainly, squeezing you a little more on his chest.

"Your mother's soul may already be in the underworld given how dead she is inside, but as long as we're together" he squeezed your arm before giving you a soft kiss at the root of your hair. “we will live in an eternal spring”

Malleus

Malleus knew that something was wrong as he felt a great negative energy surrounding you, even if he looked very carefully, he could see that same energy covering your body like a black layer. And if that wasn't enough, the black bags under your eyes, which almost reached your cheeks, clearly expressed that you hadn't been sleeping properly the last few days.

As if that weren't enough, Malleus caught the occasional tear spilling down your soft skin, whether in class or in some secluded corner of the school. He felt it was enough psychological punishment for yourself and he decided to interrupt your usual walk to your dorm.

“Little child of a man, what is it?” He appeared suddenly, as was his custom to appear in front of you, except this time there was no startle, nor a smile of joy, a look eager to see him and enjoy his company. Instead, he was greeted by two red, tearful eyes and a devastating, almost gray gaze, as if all the color of your being, of your soul, had vanished from your body.

Seeing him standing next to you, imposing as always, but this time with a worried look, it was impossible for you to continue walking, so you decided to stay planted a few meters from the dorm entrance. Head down and feeling the recurring tears threatening to come out, you only managed to say a couple of words, babbling rather; not even the great Malleus could understand you.

Seeing your deplorable state, the green-eyed giant carried you in his long arms and took you straight into your small mansion, walking slowly, trying to make the wobble of his steps act like a wrapping movement; as if you were a defenseless and innocent baby. Arriving inside the dorm, going upstairs to your room, Malleus could notice how with each step you were calming down more and more, when you sat on the sheets the tears had already stopped.

And at that moment the words were able to come out more freely.

"It is unfortunate to see how the human despises his own blood and is filled with hatred and resentment" was the only thing he said before stroking your head. His long, thin fingers brushed your locks and gave little massages to your roots. “I am here for you, for whatever you need”

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #vil x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #idia x reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #malleus x reader #angst

[thesunshinebunny]

Hello! I love your stories❤️. May I request an angst/fluffy scenario with the dorm leaders reacting to their s/o telling them that their mother wished she never gave birth to them and comforting them. I just watched the anime Higehiro and there’s a scene where the mother says that to the main MC and it affected me so much. Thank you ❤️

Uffff, I remember when I saw that scene for the first time many years ago. It also affected me quite a bit, I almost started crying. I am going to do the order in two parts because I ended up making it quite long. This part corresponds to Riddle, Leona and Kalim. I hope you are well, I am very sorry for the delay.

Riddle

The tea party wasn't going well. Specifically for you. You had avoided talking about the horrible conversation you had with your mother days ago, but not being able to bring it to the surface was taking its toll. You couldn't console an eight-hour sleep, if you made it to three was a miracle. Your appetite was diminishing to the point of not appearing in the cafeteria because the slightest smell already made you gag. You couldn't concentrate in class and the tasks were impossible to solve. You tried to put the best face in front of your teammates, but every day, every hour it was worse. The dark circles under your eyes, red from crying so much, began to be noticed much more precipitously, your voice had disappeared and your vocal cords were mistreated. Terrible days spent alone, and it wasn't even the middle of the week.

And all that mental and sentimental heaviness ended up exploding at the unbirthday party on Wednesday. You saw multiple mates having fun, talking calmly, full of joy and energy. And there you were, holding on not to shed any tears… it was all in vain when you felt fingers gently brush your hand.

Riddle was trying to approach you quietly, he intended to hold your hand for a couple of minutes while the party went on, but it was that light touch, so gentle and innocent, that made your eyes shine and tears began to flow like a waterfall. Those around you were worried to see you in such a deplorable state, Riddle the most, and without raising any more suspicions, excused himself from the table and took you with him to the lounge, putting an arm around your shoulders and hiding you with his cap.

As the two of you sat down in one of the large armchairs, you burst into tears. All the stress that you have been accumulating these last days, all the sadness and anguish that the conversation with your mother had an impact on your mental health. The hands of the clock stopped before such a sad scene, time had frozen and the only thing that kept you in orbit was the amount of tears that ran down your cheeks. Riddle dedicated himself to holding your hands, to give you little consoling cuddles, while he waited for you to calm down a bit and explain the situation to him.

With all the possibilities, the last thing he expected to hear were those cruel and vile words your mother spoke to you. Even his mother wasn't capable of such hatred and contempt.

"I understand what it's like to have a bad time with your mother, but I can't put myself in your shoes" his hands went up your arms until they reached your shoulders. He gave you one, two, three little massages, and brought you to him. The hug was a bit inexperienced and careless, but it conveyed the affection and appreciation that Riddle had towards you, towards your being, your essence and soul.

"What I can do is hold your hand for as long as you need to feel better, whether it's days, weeks or months"

Leona

What is more annoying to Leona than not being able to take his daily nap in the botanical garden? Not sleeping said nap with you next to him.

You were arriving an hour late and Leona couldn't smell your scent near the place in question. Every minute he passed he became more irritable, his tail wagging erratically and his ears kept flexing as he tried to find you through all the screeching. Not being fruitful waiting for you, Leona reluctantly stood up, anyone who passed by his side will see his face upset and ready to rip out the jugular to anyone who tried to bother him.

He walked to Savannaclaw with the intention of going to his own bedroom and not getting up until dinner time. But to his surprise, and his bad temper, he found you in his own dorm, sitting on the edge of the large pool, feet in the cool, cool water, head down and with no intention of lifting it no matter how many people passed by your side.

Your head only rose to look at that lion whose figure was imposed on your side, letting him see your red and swollen eyes and your cheeks wet from crying so much. Neither of you said anything for a couple of minutes. Leona sat next to you, trying inside him to give you your space, he didn't either deign to put an arm around your shoulders or hips, he didn't ask what was wrong with you, he just stood there. Reserved.

When the sun was about to set on the horizon, your words came timidly to the surface. New tears ran down your cheeks as you recounted the terrible experience you had with your mother days ago. “Tsk, how troublesome” was the only thing Leona said before pulling you towards him. He let your face hide on his shoulder, he didn't care if his shirt got wet, he placed his tail on your waist, trying to give you a little more protection.

After about half an hour, when the water was already getting too cold to enjoy at night, the brunette carried you to his room, snuggling your head on your chest, thus preventing any student from seeing your afflicted face. All the way he thought of ways to make that person, if you could call them a person, who called himself your mother, pay. Maybe Ruggie could do him a couple of favors… but it wasn't worth it, no matter how much his blood boiled and wanted to sink his claws and fangs into every part of their body, it wasn't worth it. Not when it meant putting you in even more pain.

Being already in his room, he laid you on his bed as if you were a feather, a completely defenseless and fragile little thing. He laid your head on a pile of pillows and covered you with his sheet, preventing the cold of the night from chilling you even more.

“Look” he started stroking your head, moving the little strands that were stuck to your cheeks thanks to your salty tears “Your mother misses having a relationship with a person as brave and incredible as you”

Noticing you a little calmer, he got under the sheets, trapping you again in his arms and placing your head on his chest again, this time completely covering you with his figure, without ever stopping patting your head. Your breathing became calmer, more controlled; your arms were strong again, enough to wrap even a little around his shoulders. Leona supported his hand under your chin in the most comfortable way possible, and little by little he raised your face, until your gaze was in contact with his. “Hold your head up high and show her what you're capable of. Bust her ego”

Kalim

Your little sobs echoed through the halls of Scarabia. Today was a cold and sad night compared to the normal warm and partying ones. Today there was no banquet, no exuberant food, no party. Today there was nothing; just a cold starry sky that accompanied the dinner of worried students.

They knew Kalim was present in his chambers, worrying not about planning new activities for the bedroom, but trying to calm and support his partner. Nobody knew what had happened, but it must have been something very ugly and shocking for even Kalim's cheerful and outgoing aura not to be felt in the air.

“I can't understand the feeling you're going through, but I'm here for whatever you need.” Kalim's voice came out as a whisper between his own sobs. He was sad, very sad. He was sad for you, for your situation.

The one with ruby ​​eyes didn't understand what the indifference of a relative was, and one as important as parents. His parents had wanted him, he was the firstborn of his lineage, but that didn't stop him from feeling empathy for the people around him.

Kalim caressed your back slowly while he kept your head resting on his chest. Your tears wet his shirt, but he didn't care at all. The only thing he cared about was keeping you calm, stable. "Please don't cry, it breaks my heart to see you sad"

When the first tears began to roll down your cheeks, Kalim almost panicked. It's not like he was oblivious to tears, even he cried from time to time, but he didn't like to see his friends and family, the people he loved, cry. And when you told him the reason, you could hear his heart break into a thousand pieces.

Minutes, maybe hours passed for you to calm down or at least for you to stop crying. It was already early morning, felt the cold air of the desert. You began to tremble, perhaps from the spasms from crying so much or from the cold, it wasn't clear. Kalim covered them both with a blanket, a little light, but did the job perfectly. “Smile for me, you are part of my family” and with that, you were able to end the night with some peace. Maybe starting a new family.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #kalim al asim #riddle x reader #leona x reader #kalim x reader #angst with happy ending #sweet angs

[thesunshinebunny]

Heyo! I love your stuff and was wondering if you still write for seduce me? If so can I request Erik with a s/o who seems shy but us a legit freak in the sheets 😳 Ty!!

I ended up making it a headcanon, I hope you still like it. +18 Minors DNI

The five incubros agreed on only one thing: living with five people in the same house, who were not your relatives, was something completely frightening for you.

They even thought you weren't going to be able to relate to them at all…maybe with Damien…but who knows.

It was a great surprise, even for you, to "almost surrendered" to Erik's compliments and insinuación. Who'd have thought? The shy person with the misunderstood poet… out of a wattpad fanfic

But in the same way you struck up a conversation, within everything normal (with hesitation and sometimes getting stuck, but nothing taken to the extreme), when the topic was something mundane, when things got spicy... you became shy, but in a happy way.

And with that happiness, I mean of…”happiness” 😏, that feeling that originates in the belly and gives a quite pleasant tingling.

Damn that tickle was nice, too nice. It was obvious that it wasn’t a simple blush of shyness that appeared on your face at Erik's romantic and sexual advances.

That made Sam faint as he, at last, realized what was going on between you two.

And not to mention when he heard the first moans coming out of your room on a rather warm night... Sam just wanted to have some juice, he went back to his bed mortified. Let's say he couldn't sleep all night; Lots of mental images.

I couldn't get more fully into the mental images of the middle brother, but I can expand on what was happening in that same room.

The first time you and Erik were intimate, it was slow, too vanilla. It was your first time, so it is completely understandable that Erik wanted to do it slowly, trying to generate an atmosphere of trust and tranquility, so that you felt calm and loved.

But oh God, he wasn't ready to listen to your fantasies the next morning.

Your exterior may be shy and it’s difficult for you to start a conversation with strangers, but when you already have the necessary confidence, that is when the beast comes to light.

And by beast I mean telling your fantasies with his tendrils. With being the main character of a tentacle hentai anime.

Your sexual fantasies of being dominated in bed or against the wall, being gagged and at the mercy of your partner.

Ehhh...Erik may have had a short circuit, but nothing he can't put back together in five minutes.

Please, tell him all the details you want and fantasies, he is here to please you and melt you with all the pleasure he can give you.

The night Sam almost died was the night Erik had you pinned hand and foot with his tendrils, your mouth being penetrated by one of these, while his dick went in and out of your core with total ease. It was all too wet, and that drove Erik crazy.

Seeing you enjoy your sexuality to the surface. Seeing and feeling you cuming around and on him.

He was in heaven.

#seduce me #seduce me the otome x reader #seduce me 2 #seduce me the otome 2 #seduce me 2 the demon war #Erik Anderson #erik seduce me #erik x reader #erik seduce me x reader #erik anderson x reader

[thesunshinebunny]

[thesunshinebunny]

How old are you?

Hi! I'm currently 23, going to 24 soon :)

#ask and respond

[thesunshinebunny]

Um Hi I wanted to ask if I could request about fem!reader singing can't help falling in by Rosé (originally by Elvis Presley) and dorm leader reacting to them.I hope I am abiding by the rules plz ignore this ask if I have violated any rules .

Hewwwo sweety, ‘f course you can, thank you for this wholesome request.

Hope you’r taking care of yourself. Have a nice day

Riddle

“Wise men say only fools rush in”

Riddle was new to dating, much less being in love; Being in such a strict house, he wasn't allowed to be distracted from his studies and their rules.

But when you came into his life, the days at school were much more enjoyable, more bearable, without so many rules or tensions.

Your dates consisted of long walks through the rose maze, having tea with a few desserts (courtesy of Trey), and taking care of the hedgehogs and a rabbit which liked to roam around.

One night, in the middle of the labyrinth, not completely lost, but considerably away from the people, you and Riddle were sitting on a bench, admiring how the stars were appearing in the sky.

Hands clasped shyly, but they radiated warmth. A scene from a romantic movie. A perfect scene for your voice to come out without warning.

Riddle was surprised at first, but he didn't deign to interrupt you. He was dedicated to admiring you as if you were the most beautiful and shining star.

“You sing very beautifully” he said when you finished the song, and then he squeezed your hand with more firmness and dedication.

Leona

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin”

You were caressing his long brown hair, at the same time that you brushed your nails over the limits of his ears, receiving a few small movements as he wasn't used to receiving such affection.

He had his head on your chest and his arms around your hips, both of you lying on one of the botanist's long lawns, welcoming the sunset.

Your voice may be the softest and most delicate in the whole school, or it may not, but Leona didn't care.

Thanks to that calm melody you guided him to the realm of sleep much faster, if that was possible.

But Leona was neither insensitive nor proud enough to go to sleep without first appreciating this act worthy of a king. And he, ah, definitely felt like one. He should compensate you for that, don't you think?

“You've a very relaxing voice, please just sing for me”

You didn't get a chance to answer him before he's completely asleep, but you were lucky to see a small smile forming on his lips.

Azul

“Like a river flows surely to the sea”

Complicated day for the Mostro Lounge. Desperate customers, poor unfortunate souls lining up endlessly to talk to Azul, Floyd messing around with some freshmen. A chaos.

Azul needed some time to rest and be alone with you. But luck was not on his side that day; His free time had to be taken at the close of business hours.

His head rested on your legs, you pushed his glasses over his temple and let him close his eyes while he eliminated all stress through breathing.

You caressed his silver locks and immersed in that tranquility you began to hum, letting out the odd word from time to time.

His eyes widened as he heard you sing. The little starfish of his was singing with the voice of a mermaid, it was an act that he had to admire at all costs.

When you finished, Azul straightened up, fixed his gaze on your eyes and without saying a word gently kissed your lips, unconsciously trying to savor the beautiful melody and your voice.

He was mesmerized, like a sailor to his siren.

Kalim

“Take my hand, take my whole life too”

Kalim was on cloud nine listening to you in the middle of the small auditorium dedicated to the music club. He asked you to accompany him to the little rehearsal that was going to take place during the week, and between one thing and the other, you two ended up alone in the room, singing significant songs.

It was his turn first, singing a song from his hometown, a wide grin set proudly on his face. But when it was your turn, Kalim had completely forgotten how to speak.

Perhaps forgot his own name. The only important thing for him at that moment was your angelic voice. To him, you were an angel from heaven itself.

His eyes began to fill with tears and you had to stop in your tracks when you saw a shimmering drop run down his tan cheek.

You hugged him and stroked his hair, feeling more tears spill out and wet your shirt. His arms wrapped around your figure, giving you a tight hug.

He may take your hand at some point in the near future…who knows.

Vil

“For I can't help falling in love with you”

After the disaster with his overblot, Vil wasn't too interested in stepping on stage or singing again in a couple of days. He felt ashamed of himself and the music brought back bad memories.

But it's not like he forbids any kind of performance for the students in his dorm, he just didn't feel like it.

He needed some time to collect himself and that's what you were there for, to cuddle him in your arms, gossip about your classroom and social media, and tell him a million times how fantastic and amazing he was.

Work that ego guys, our queen feels pretty bad.

And if Vil wasn't in the mood to sing and go onstage, his sweet potato would have to fill that role.

Your song filled his soul, it's as if he had ascended to heaven and had stayed lying on a cloud. Whether you were out of tune or not was of no importance to him.

It was just the two of you at the time and Vil wanted to enjoy it as much as possible. He may have recorded it to relive the experience hundreds of times before going to sleep that very night.

Idia

“Some things are meant to be”

Idia wasn't used to displays of affection from his peers, much less to being in a relationship with someone…someone who had noticed him, in the mortal world.

So you should understand that he was completely nervous being the two of you alone, in your dorm, even without Grimm (something weird, since you were the one who provided the food... maybe he was annoying ADeuce)

The light had gone out in that infamous place, so ypu had only the light from Idia's hair to see where the hell youwere going. It wasn't until you found a couple of candles that you left his side.

Minutes passed, even hours, and the light didn't return; you were beginning to lose patience, but none of you thought to go to Crowley and claim the terrible event.

No, you just stood there, listening to each other's breath, feeling each other's warmth through your clasped hands and the proximity of shoulders.

You wanted to break the tension, try to find a topic to chat, but the first thing that came out of your lips was a slow and sweet melody, one that Idia wasn't used to.

The dim light of the candles made the moment even more romantic, his cheeks reddened and a small red flame could be seen in the center of his long blue hair.

He was in love.

Malleus

“For I can't help falling in love with you”

Those moments when he wanted to disappear from his bedroom, from whatever responsibility was placed on him for being a leader, were replaced by your company. Whether he felt overwhelmed or alone in class hours, you were there to fill him up, complement him.

And nothing could make that accompaniment more perfect than hearing your sweet voice when you speak. Malleus was a good listener, he could spend hours watching your eyes light up when talking about something you were passionate about, or tear up at something that stressed you out.

Whatever the reason for your talk, he always had his eyes riveted on you, on your small figure and the way you express yourself.

But hearing you sing…ohhhh, that was magic that he hadn't witnessed before.

It was his turn for his eyes to light up with passion… or maybe they were getting shiny from the little tears that were forming. In the same way, Malleus was delighted with you.

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[thesunshinebunny]

Read my Eren prompt and I loved it. Thank you for writing the prompt and hope you have a wonderful day! - 🌙

I'm glad you liked it honey, sorry for the delay, I was with many things on top. I'm back to write your beautiful orders.

#love messages #🌙 anon

[thesunshinebunny]

What about if you do, “You look so beautiful tied up to my bed?” 💕👀✨

Is it hot in here or just me? Ufff. +18 MDNI

How you ended up in this situation? your hands tied up with a silk rope to the headboard and your feet apart from eachother. You’d a little scarf tied in your mouth, gaging you, giving you only the chance to moan.

Eren stood over you, smirking at your naked and whimpering state. He had your wet pussy begging, screaming for him, while he’s standing at the end of your shared bed, demanding a good, good view.

“You look so beautiful tied up to my bed” he said with a low voice full of desire. You looked at him, knowing very well, too well, that your pleasure, better said both of your pleasure, was only in Eren's hands.

It seemed like an interesting thing to be tied up a few minutes ago, but being denied the pleasure of touching your partner, or waiting to be touched…yes, you didn't have that very much in mind when the rope began to disable your hands. He hummed as he heard you whine, smirking as he slowly headed two fingers towards your wet entrance. You huff, once, twice, as his fingers kept brushing against your clit, denying you the pressure necessary to succumb to delicious pleasure.

“What do you want, honey? I didn't quite hear you” that fucking bastard. He was the king of the game, whose only piece was you, and he wasn't going to start moving it until he was satisfied. You wanted to tell him to give your needy bean some attention, but everything was in vain, as you were muffled by the scarf. You wanted to feel every bump and ridge gliding of his cock against your walls, his slim fingers reaching parts you didn't even know you have. You wanted him to hit your deepest part, begging for it.

He kissed down your body from your breast, giving a little peck on each nipple, and continued down your abdomen, stopping just inches from your pussy. Then, finally, insert his fingers inside you, gently, slowly, feeling how your walls contracted to the touch. You groaned, feeling his warm tongue swiping and spreading his saliva all over yourself. Your moans were heard louder and louder in the room, echoing in all the walls, surely the neighbors would be listening to such an act of impurity, but you didn't care. What you most wanted, needed and thought at that moment was to feel his fingers reach your G-spot and his tongue lick your clit.

Were your wishes fulfilled? Not exactly.

You made a noise of irritation as you felt his fingers stopping and leave you. You were about to glared at him, as he left you unsatisfied and longing, but he knelt in front of you, letting you feel his breath on the skin of your legs, his warm breath whispering close to your wet pussy.

“You look so sexy like this, at my mercy and needy”

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[thesunshinebunny]

I’m not sure if you’re accepting requests at the moment, but can I request mix of prompts “you look beautiful under the morning sunlight“ and “I’ve always adored every curve and slant of your body” where Reader (she sleeps in a nightgown by the way) woke up seeing Eren laying naked in bed next to her with the golden sunlight shining on him while Reader adores his body and have her sweet tender comforting moments with him? Thanks! (if you don’t want to write this prompt, that’s fine) - 🌙

For obvious reasons, reader in this case has feminine pronouns. Located within the canon. Read with caution +16

The quiet nights were the ones when I had the hardest time sleeping, or slept extremely little. Why? Because I wasn't used to sleeping for eight hours anymore, knowing there were no Titans to fight the next day, or rather, the moment the sun began to rise over the horizon. I got used to living with anxiety all my life, to go to bed as a child with the terrible idea that, at any moment, the titans would enter the walls. I got used to sleeping little in the years of military training, not to mention that year full of ups and downs, fighting friends and comrades, fighting the same regime. Who could sleep peacefully with so much chaos being in the air?

That's why I wasn't surprised when I woke up when the first rays of the sun came through the uncurtained window. We should buy some, now that I think about it. I felt the heat caress the skin of my face, forcing me to open my eyes slowly and get used to the imposing brightness of the morning. But it was another kind of heat that was caressing my face, a softer, more tickling one.

“You look beautiful under the morning sunlight” I heard a raspy voice behind me, the one responsible for tickling my cheek.

Turning around, I watched Eren's slightly brown-skinned figure being adorned with the morning rays of the sun. His gray-green eyes full of light, a sight lately unusual given his increasingly empty and gloomy inland. Even with completely unmissable bags under his eyes and his serious look, he was still beautiful, taking a sunbath completely naked.

"You look tired" I spoke slowly, still with the drowsiness on my body, receiving a simple "so do you"

“This calm is very surreal, it's almost impossible to assimilate”

His hand now traveled over my neck, shoulder, reaching for the strap of my nightgown. His soft fingers played with the fragile fabric, sliding it slowly over my skin, gradually exposing my breast. But his caress stopped before the garment exposed my nipple, following the journey down my hip, thigh, and leg.

He stopped at the edge of the garment, lifting it slightly over my thigh and placing his hand on my now warm skin.

“I’ve always adored every curve and slant of your body” his voice was soft, with a small spark of that passion that characterized him so much in his younger days.

“You are surprisingly romantic today”

He didn't say anything at my confession, he only deigned to give me a short kiss on the forehead and bring his chest closer to mine.

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[thesunshinebunny]

Jozell With NRC Students moments

[thesunshinebunny]

“You want to do this right now? Even though we could get caught?” for eren please 😳

As always, the content below is +18, minors DNI

📷

Have you ever felt bold in your life? Have you ever thought of doing something outside the norm? Break some rules? Do something you shouldn't do in a public place?

Well, Eren Jaeger was the right guy to break all the norms with.

An evening with friends should be normal, quiet, without complications or shouting. The problem here, that ypur group of friends wasn't exactly "normal", and what would have to be a dinner in peace, ended up being a shouting one that could surely be heard throughout the block.

Between Connie's desperate screams, preventing Sasha from eating the last piece of meat on the grill, Historia trying to calm Ymir's drunken state, and Jean talking to Marco and Armin about God knows what, the Dining room was in chaos. On your side, you were comfortable enough eating the last few pieces of pasta to notice a hand resting on your thigh, it wasn't until you felt a slight pinch that you turned your head towards the culprit.

"What" Eren was unfazed by your gaze, he simply began to massage your leg while watching a heated conversation between the guests.

You tried to finish what little food was left on your plate, but the touch of his long fingers on your leg, heading dangerously towards your crotch, distracted you ... and in the best way.

“You want to do this right now? Even though we could get caught?”

Again, Eren did not speak to you, instead he glanced at you as he gave you a mischievous grin and head into a conversation between Jean and Armin, apparently those two were talking about video games.

You set your plate aside, claiming that you're completely full and that you couldn't eat any more bites, even though you internally was wanting to savor another kind of food. You brought your hand very slowly, trying not to raise any suspicion, towards Eren's cock, directly towards his weak point. No putting your hand on the leg, go up and provoke, as he liked to do to you, oh so much. You went straight towards your goal.

Eren let out a small breath, surprised at your audacity, which he masked with a cough. You were never a person who dedicated to running your fingers over his member, causing small sensations of pleasure and tingling down the back. No. You never go slow, but instead, getting to the point at the very first second.

Your hand, already placed with an open palm on his cock, massaged from top to bottom, hardening it with each thrust. Eren still didn't take his eyes off Jean so you went one step further.

You took uot the button of the pants, continuing with unzipping it and putting your full hand under, grabbing over the boxer, his cock now hard and needy.

Up and down; up and down; massaging the tip with your thumb from time to time, you felt the precum leaving a wet stain on the boxer material. Seconds passed, endless seconds for both of you, although your gazes were not on the other, internally you were yearning and begging to end this torture and go to the closest and lonely room in the house to have some "time alone."

Unfortunately, your pleas wouldn't be heard until an hour later, when you both had cummed enough, wetting the clothes, even dirtying the floor. And sadly for both of you, everyone in the room knew perfectly what was going on under the table.

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[thesunshinebunny]

I want to write and Tumblr automatically says: NO :D

F*ck off

#shadowband #I hate this place #so much #fuck the shadowband

[thesunshinebunny]

Ask Box open!!

From today until 12/31 the ask box will be open for the following fandoms:

Seduce me the Otome 1/2

Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin

Haikyuu!!

Detroit: Become Human

Twisted Wonderland

Voltron: Defender of the universe

Eldarya

Don’t forget to reade the Rules, Master List and the Prompt List

Take care of yourselves, love y’all 

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[thesunshinebunny]

I’m alive! ...sort of?

Ok, so....I know I've been quite inactive and haven't been showing my face for a month (maybe a little longer) around here. I was finally able to get rid of university for this year, so I am freer and more willing to continue doing what I like the most: writing, reading you and making you excited

#send you love #love you all

[thesunshinebunny]

Heyyy, I see the requests are open so can I ask for dorm leaders, how they would react if they knew that their crush (fem!s/o) was from a military school in old world?

Sorry my english is not good so free to ignore it

It's ok honey, your english is more than well. Thank u for your request. Sorry for the delay, the university has me with homework to the crown

Riddle

Admiration 1000%

The fact that, having no magic in this world, but the ability to defend yourself with your simple bare hands against any danger (that danger being much bigger than any you could have faced in your world) is a source of pride.

Riddle is not a fan of violence, he prefers to fix everything with a root correction, without anyone getting hurt, without sequelae or trauma ... but, from time to time, a strong hand is needed.

Watching you teach some Savannaclaw bullies a lesson is a mental note to never make yourself angry.

Training with you can be a bit tiring. Riddle isn't on your level, obviously, but that doesn't stop him from glaring-eyed at your stamina and the way your body grew stronger and stronger.

LOVE your hugs. He's not used to people hugging him, but for some reason he likes to feel your strong arms around him.

Leona

Memoirs from Vietnam

Jokes atside, he grew up in an environment surrounded by strong, powerful and independent women, capable of breaking the back of your neck with their own legs, and knowing that you are their spitting image in your world ... yes, Leona is going to be careful henceforth.

Another one who feels admiration and pride to see you defend yourself from problems on your own, it's not necessary for you to have him behind you 24/7 for people to leave you alone, so he can rest easy knowing you are more than capable of punch anyone who wants to push theirself across the face.

From time to time, when Ruggie tells him about your "confrontations" with a Savannaclaw student, Leona gets up from any position and place he is taking his famous nap to see you put that so-called student on the ground.

Seeing you from the crowd always makes a mischievous smile put on his face.

Since you ended up with a group of four from third grade, Savannaclaw've learned to respect you and fear you at the same time.

You could say that Savannaclaw now has a queen.

Azul

What do I see? A security person?

You thought that Azul wasn't going to take advantage of your strength and training? Yall thought wrong.

Obviously the octopus here wouldn't use you as in previous chapters. He would ask you if you would like to be part of the staff and if the answer is no, he still has Floyd and Jade, they serve very well to be scary.

Although, internally, Azul is dying to see you in the Monstro Lounge outfit (new kink unlocked maybe?)

He would be a bit embarrassed to ask for your help with diet and exercise, but to see your body sculpted from years of continuous effort ... he would like to make an effort for himself.

He doesn't like the idea of getting up at dawn, but if he's with your company, he would do a thousand other things.

Kalim

He's the typical person who doesn't care about your physique, your height, skin color, etc. If you are a good person he will be by your side 25/8.

I'm not going to deny that Kalim would feel very safe by your side, but in the same way he would see you as a strong and capable friend, rather than a bodyguard.

Jamil will be eternally grateful if you give him a little break every now and then, so he doesn't have to worry about taking care of him all the time.

I see Kalim as someone who is always looking for your hugs, feeling them surrounding him and squeezing him. Strong hugs is his specialty, the stronger and able to blow the back, the better.

Kalim would take you to his homeland for a couple of days so that his family can get to know you, mostly his multiple brothers and sisters. Each of the little ones, including Kalim, would gaze at you with astonished eyes as they heard your accomplished feats back at your world.

The oldest of the brothers would even look at you with heart eyes to see you carry the youngest in your arms; you know, flexing the arms, showing the muscles, each little one grasps with both hands and lifting them as if they weighed a feather.

Boom, straight to the heart.

Vil

Ladies and gentelman, the monsieur here would spend days and nights looking for shirts, dresses, pants, whatever, so that your arms and legs are displayed like Greek statues.

We already know very well that Vil can work with any type of body and person to bring out tehir inner beauty, so don't worry. An exercised body, with well defined muscles, isn't synonymous of ugliness.

Of all the leaders, Vil would be the only one charmed by your legs and the way multiple garments (doesn't have to be dresses or shorts if you're not comfortable) stick to and shape them.

Big legs, especially thighs, save lives ... or end them.

Get ready to have multiple photo shoots with him. Vil is totally willing to set a trend that all bodies are valid and beautiful. EVERY TYPE YOU HEARD ME !!!

Imagine a particular photo, going viral on the social media: a closeup of Vil's face, with your exercised legs around his nape and your hand on his silky hair.

The world goes crazy.

Idia

Big legs save lifes 2.0

They won't be the typical anime legs that drive people crazy so much, but they come pretty close.

Idia would be more than willing to build you any technological object to increase your strength and agility if you wish. I'd even let you train with Ortho ... try to leave it in one piece please.

Simp from head to toe. The boy is completely delighted by your presence, when he met you he was in the recurring thoughts of him taking a full scale model of you to create a robot identical to you ... for what purpose? we will never know.

Did you notice that Idia hangs on her broom in gym class? well, he would be like that all the time hanging from your arms ... if height allows it.

Malleus

Wouldn't you be interested in teaching Silver and Sebek, so you can keep them a bit busy while Malleus goes on his night walks?

Malleus admires all kinds of power and strength, whether magical or physical, the fact you know how to defend yourself on your own is a sign of pride and admiration, apart from effort and hard work.

He'd love to hear all kinds of stories you have from your military school days, whether it's your rough first days, some insubordination, fights, or injuries.

If at any time you had to intervene in a conflict in your hometown, Malleus would listen to you carefully, every detail and point, and would only speak to know your point of view on the situation that occurred.

He wouldn't mind introducing you to his subjects as his new "partner", even without even taking you to the Valley of Thorns, a rumor was spreading among the citizens that his next king was accompanied by a powerful being.

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