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✦ new blog/writing blog: @miyaz6ki
new pinned bc im too lazy to edit the old one. i post daily writing on my other blog. follow me on this blog if you want to be mutuals
current hyperfixation: kiseki and red desire.
writing for: genshin, hsr, zzz, and etc. on my other blog.
i'm cooler when i write!
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Can we have some aftercare after that?
❝ㅤ in the quiet of nightㅤ ❞ㅤ orufey x fem! readerㅤㅤㅤ ✧ ㅤ i dunno if this is an sfw req or what but i'll just mark it nsfw/suggestive :^
content » sex majorly implied, part one here, mainly aftercare, post-sex scenario/headcannons, no implied relationship but it could be taken that way! hurt/comfort
reprise » after all the jealousy filled arguments that were supposed to not have escalated this far, now they have the time to make it up to you. so how will olruggio and qifrey do it?
word count » ~300
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in no way shape or form did they mean to break your bed. just to be clear.
but what else was gonna happen when they're still busy fighting over who could treat you better? even when they tried to be the one to wash your body afterwards, trying to push them away whilst being carried bridal style in qifrey's arms.
it was cute how you tried your best not to talk to them as punishment with how idiotic their arguments grew to become.
and it did hurt a little in a way, they had started to miss your voice when you now refused to speak.
"m'sorry..." "mmn."
qifrey is just stroking your waist quietly while leaning on your shoulder, olruggio has his head on your thigh; looking up at you from below. he had placed your hand over his chest not too long ago, they're both just waiting like two puppies on their owner who left home.
it was an honest first to see both your best friends both vulnerable in your vicinity like this, both waiting for anything, and i mean anything from you.
clearing his throat, qifrey has his head deeper into the crook of your neck before muttering words into your ears, "we're sorry..."
drawing small circles into your hand―you could feel the small bits of regret every time olly's chest would heave, it made you successfully sigh;
"look just... i don't want to see you guys argue. for once it felt like there'd be a day where we can't just... be together."
and with that, they both finally realized what they should've been sorry for. both their mouths go agape before hesitating to speak, it's true that they've been placing you between their personal problems when they should've just talked to each other about it,
the whole night really just fell silent, the moonlight seeping through your unphased curtains, soft winds flow inside as frost creeps up your sensitive skin, yet the warmth that glosses over you from having your two favorite men by your side...
all of a sudden it's not so cold anymore.
...
when you wake up, you find your bed empty, but a blanket over your body, comfy pillows under your head, and conveniently body-shaped dents beside you; and the delicious smell of eggs and bacon coming from your kitchen,
you find your legs a little shaky when you peek your head out the door.
the scent lets you follow it back to the warm atmosphere, one that's a little messy, when you see coco and agott with pancake batter on their faces while tetia and richeh are figuring out how to work eggs out.
the two familiar men busy cooking up the proteins, qifrey turns to see your shy figure standing behind the doorway to the kitchen, clear in the way you grasped the wall; he came over to help you in, he knows how much ache must be in your legs right now anyway.
"hey, sweetheart."
you could spot his eyes softening as he wrapped an arm around your waist. "we um... wanted to make it up to you."
all the girls wave and say hi to you as per usual, their voices a mix of tired and soft as they continue to stir and draw up spells to heat up your food nicely.
"you make it look so easy."
olruggio finally joins the conversation, his sleeves rolled up as he wipes the sweat off his forehead using his forearm. a bit of pancake on his apron while he wipes off the batter smeared on coco's face,
"well, it's easy when i love the people i make it for."
placing kisses onto each girl's face, you end up with kissing your two best friends on the cheeks. "come on, let me help you guys!"
despite your legs stumbling a little, with a small amount of assistance... it'll do!
AHH I LOVE UR WRITING SO MUCH :3 can I please request edging sub!kinich??
“love how you got me #speechless…” — sub! kinich x gn! reader
there was just something about making your boyfriend kinich beg for it. it’s adorable really, the way his usually deep voice would uncharacteristically peak,
or how his back would arch up into your hand—desperate for friction when the rush of his climax fades to ashes again, making him whine.
small tears would well up in his eyes, “mmfgh… p—please, [name] m’begging y- you…! ahhn-“
his moan quickly getting cut off with the sudden quick stroke, your fist now in contact with his base. his tip angry n’ pink— you swear you could see such pretty beads of white leaking from his cock,
kinich only leans his head against your shoulder, you’re sat in front of him like a doll, sitting so closely to his rock-hard shaft, your finger teasingly rubs the clearly prominent veins that reach all over his length,
“f—uuck! mmn, p-please… baby, i-i’m… s’fuckin’ cl- close again…”
“mhm, but i want my good boy to come when j say so, okay?”
you swear you could feel him twitch in your palm when you say that, his face covered in dark hues, his hair messy and disheveled.
all you could feel in the air was how thick the atmosphere had gotten, it was cute whenever his brows would knit together—it was his tell when he was getting closer!
“jus’ hold it okay? m’jus gonna count ‘till five. and when i reach five, you can come,”
you place a soft kiss onto his forehead before moving your hand again, a long groan leaves his throat as he nods. heavy breaths leave him with a clear desperation in his tone,
“one…”
your voice starts out soft, whispering it so softly into his ear while leaning in to place more kisses on his cheek.
small whimpers leave him as his canines bite down onto his lower lip, trying to keep the rush of heat at bay; he only has an even harder time when you start to stroke a little faster,
“twooo…”
now your fingers focused on massaging his cockhead, making him hang his head back, his other hand momentarily covering his mouth, kinich is putty in your hands with how nice your warm palm feels like.
“fu… ck—mmn,” “can you keep going?”
“yes! yesyesyes, i can!”
his voice was quick and filled with desire, you could tell from the way his chest was heaving so hurriedly when he started to let out soft mewls of your name under his breath.
most would consider it almost a prayer with how fast he was trying to mutter each syllable,
“two—“
his eyes are shot wide when he realizes what you’re doing. fuck.
“haah- p-please, i can’t…”
“can’t handle it? aww, but i thought you were my good boy, kin’…”
the shine in your eye immediately got him to cave, swallowing hard, his adam’s apple bobs as he shakes his head, “nonono, i-i can handle it…”
“good.”
pressing a kiss onto his lips, it felt hungry—rather aggressive, thrusting himself up into your hand,
a string of shared saliva is made as you’re pulling away, “three,”
god your voice alone would be enough for kinich to come right here and now.
“ahh… hnnghaah—“ his moans continued to drag out the more your fingers would play with his cockhead, letting out a choked moan when you rub your thumb against his slit that’s already oozing a greedy line of precum.
“aww, you’re just the cutest…”
for a moment, you bring your thumb up to your mouth and lick it before going in to kiss him one more time.
your hand returns to palm his erection again, more obscene sounds being let out into the deep kiss you had kinich locked into, it was pathetic how well he was taking you.
only leaving his mouth for a moment to continue your count—“four.”
your tongues intertwine again, his heartbeat had raised a while ago, you could practically hear the way both of your heart were beating out your chests,
“mmmn—four—haah…”
kinich tenses in your hands, almost waiting for your command when-
“five.”
long strings of pearly white seed spray up, the rush of warmth he had been so desperately keeping down finally releasing alongside the prolonged moans of your name;
some of him getting onto his stomach and your own, you pull him in for one more lazy kiss.
“such a good boy.”
hi I was wondering if you could do idea x reader nsfw with dom idia please it can be anything you want :)
❝ㅤ idia shroud nsfw hcsㅤ ❞ㅤ idia shroud x gn! readerㅤ ✧ hai!! i don't really get his character rn BUTTT these hcs will make it easier for me to make any fics in the future ^-^!!
content » nsfw & 18+ content ahead, generally just what i think he'd be into n' stuff, idia is kind of a freaky loser LOL...
reprise » just headcannons!
word count » bullet points ~_~
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i fully believe he's into dacryphilia. he's all for seeing you tear up at how good he's serving you, not to mention the praise he gives you when you end up taking what he's giving to you.
idia also really likes it when you moan his name! your voice is already one of the dreamiest things about you, so hearing you tell him how good he's doing by just his name... it's honestly enough for him.
constantly asks for voicemails like a loser... yes i fear he masturbates to them, and i mean he really does. even if you're just talking about your day—he can't help but feel himself get hard mentioning how you wished he was there with you <3
i feel like he has a pretty high libido so honestly fucking like rabbits is not out of the question. especially when he lets you sit on his lap while he's trying to finish his dailies or the newest event in a game.
would definitely be into mutual masturbation, getting to see you pleasing yourself, just the mere thought honestly gets him off knowing you're seeing him be just as vulnerable in front of you.
has a bit of a thing for exhibitionism i can't lie... has pinned you to the wall somewhere with his knee between your legs that launched into a messy makeout session in some janitor's closet where you're humping his leg.
likes indirect control too, there's just something about acting like you're dominating him when in reality he's quite literally has power over when you come!
wants to recreate scenes in hentai/light novels he finds super hot. probably like 'sick man and lady k' or 'the virgin witch'. he wouldn't be opposed to in-cosplay sex ykykyk
there's also just something about cuddle fucking you when you're both about to sleep. sleepy sex in general is something he thinks is cute and romantic between the two of you. even if it's just getting to keep your cock snug inside you until the morning so morning sex becomes an option !!!
oouuhh, there's also just something about rubbing between your legs while watching movies; whether that be at the movies or just on the couch, he likes touching u ^-^
is such a pervert, it's so hot—especially when he's massaging your back while applying sunscreen so you won't get sunburnt but his hands sneaking down to grope your ass is not very subtle !!!
idia is #freakedout for his s/o
i will use these hcs for any future fics ^o^
Hey for your “there mine I fear” headcannons for one piece I was wondering if you’d do a live action version with additionally Robin, Vivi, and Ms.Goldenweek
❝ㅤthey're mine i fear!ㅤ❞ㅤ vivi, ms. goldenweek, law, crocodile x gn! readerㅤ ✧ YIPPEEEEE !!!!! some ppl like my op content!!!
content » sfw & fluff !!! established relationship, jealousy from character (somewhat)
reprise » when someone happens to catch a glance of your beauty, they don't realize you came with the person who keep your love in a locket that encases their heart too (someone hitting on their partner)
word count » 250 each on average
part one » click
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vivi is not one for jealousy, if at all anyway. so how come there's this weight on her chest when a man is sitting in the seat she had been reserving for the two of you for weeks?! she's not one to abuse her title as a princess but this might be the first.
you were just waiting for her to get back from the bathroom when some suited fellow takes up the spot in front of you. "sorry the seat's taken, move elsewhere."
you didn't even look up from the menu you were going through when it was suddenly taken out of your hands and thrown to some unknown corner of the restaurant. now forcing you to look at the man,
"i see that you and your friend were just out and about, i was just wondering if... you were single?" hearing his sentence, you simply roll your eyes at the stranger. but it had already been way too long with vivi standing right behind him, "how about you ask my girlfriend?"
seeing the shadow that loomed over him, he slowly turned to see nefartari vivi herself with a glare no one would expect to see from her. "hi baby!" "hello [name]! who's the man in my seat?" with the clear passive aggressiveness in her voice, the stranger quickly got up and bowed to apologize.
she says it alright but brings him in closer to say something... 'nice'. you don't know why he went out the restaurant with a dead look in his eyes...
ms. goldenweek is not one to be underestimated when it comes to her s/o, because she doesn't play about her s/o!! and she is not above using her devilfruit against the very woman who's trying to take you away from her!
secretly... maybe would put just a dash on blue on the back of the woman's elbow before taking back her seat beside you. acts clueless about whatever just happened and just clings onto your arm innocently!
"love, what was that all about?" her innocence remains cheery as she nestles up to you, "ooh, our ice cream arrived! come on, let's eat it before it melts!" and before you could reply, she's already got a spoonful into your mouth. swallowing the cold bite of dessert in your mouth,
you raise an eyebrow, "you have anything to do with... well, the woman who tried to approach me?" she simply just looks at you and tips her head, "whaaat? no! 'course not! i just said we were on a date and she left!"
she definitely doesn't know why that lady's tearstained face has bits and blots of blue on the side of her cheek too!
law didn't think anything of just leaving you for a moment to go get the gift he had curated the other day. i mean, it was just going to be a few minutes, and besides, he gave you quite a bit of berry to buy whatever you wanted at the festival while he went to go get it.
what he didn't think about was if someone were to hit on you... which would be happening right now. almost dropping the small box in his hand that he hid behind his back, law quickly clenches his jaw before walking towards the stranger.
"no seriously... i already have a boyfriend." even as the words slipped out your mouth, the tall man still had the audacity to wrap his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer. "he doesn't have to know 'bout our... arrangement..."
his breath stank of alcohol, clearly just got kicked out of a bar probably for drinking too much; but the physical contact was where law drew the line. quickly swatting the thug's arm off of you, now its law's turn to pull you close.
"see? this is my boyfriend! hi law, sorry i just wanted to-" - "please. don't be sorry." the stranger sluggishly raises an eyebrow and sizes up law. "eh? this is your man? i could throw him off a bridge easi-"
before he could finish letting out the scoff he held in, law had already tripped him, making the stranger fall on his butt. blinking confusedly at how fast it happened, he couldn't even insult either of you back when law had already started leading you both away.
"safety at last! you're the best, babe." "the best, only for you."
he muttered under his breath when clutching the small box that contained the ring in his pocket.
really...? someone who doesn't know you and crocodile are together?? when you two are always beside each other when he visits his casinos??? wild. because there really are people who don't know; those people being visitors, non-locals who want to check out and size up your partner's business.
his arm had been wrapped around you the WHOLE night, quite literally didn't let you go until someone called him in to talk about 'business' elsewhere. you told him you'd be fine without him for a few minutes... he was a bit skeptical but he trusted you so he might as well, right?
wrong. because now why is someone sitting beside you asking if you want a drink? if that imbecile even knew the slightest thing about you, first of all- you don't accept drinks from strangers, secondly: you don't drink.
you could feel the way crocodile's eye twitched at least ten feet away, you shivered when the man continued to get closer to you, leaning in waaay too close for comfort.
he only stops when he hears a wine glass shatter, a few shards landing on his shoulder, velvet red wine getting onto his suit as well. "hey, bastard! i-" "insulting the man who owns the house is a peculiar move." immediately taking his arm back, he rubs the back of his nape awkwardly.
"hi, croc." you wave to your lover with a soft smile, the poignant smells in the air that was a severe mix of tobacco and alcohol, you wince silently. "hello, my love." emphasizing his petname for you, he gives a nasty smirk to the stranger.
"i don't think we'll be available for the collab. thank you for coming here though."
Can you write kaveh x pregnant f reader???
❝ㅤcross my heart,ㅤ❞ㅤ kaveh x fem! readerㅤ ৻ꪆ࣪ ㅤ ︵ֺ︵ ㅤ ㅤ𝜚ㅤ hi anon! here u go, hopefully i got his personality right ~_~
content » sfw, fluff, reader is pregnant, i only saw fem reader because pregnancy, i don't actually use any gendered pronouns/petnames, established relationship, headcannons/scenarios, might be ooc
reprise » kaveh is as new to this as you are, but how does he handle it exactly?
word count » 464
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kaveh is a gentle yet expressive lover despite what he does or how he acts. he treats you like a fragile statue even when you tell him you can handle yourself; he can't find himself okay with leaving you be for too long.
and no matter what, believe me, you're always gonna be the epitome of beauty in his eyes, so when he hears you talk about yourself in any negative way, trust me he's already holding you from behind and telling you how wrong you are.
he does a few all-nighter studies before actually asking about kids with you, he needs to know what he's putting you through because... well you're carrying the little angel, so when it actually happens, he knows what to do,
well for most situations.
you've stayed by his side for so long, and long enough to know about his backstory, his guilt, and his regrets. you being one of the first people he's opened up to, kaveh thinks this is one of the ways he can repay you for listening to him.
kaveh is also one to make sure your needs are always up there, constantly asks (and feels a bit guilty about) for breaks from his work, who'll stop taking commissions every two weeks in order to still earn money & ensure you're okay.
one night he accidentally fell asleep while listening to your complaints (you told him it was fine and that you found it cute but he still feels guilty). usually has his hair up whenever you guys are just talking late at night,
just is leaning on your shoulder while his arm is around you and rubbing small geometric shapes onto your round stomach.
can admit he was scared of being a father for a moment, he doesn't want any child to go through what he did, but when you told him you'd love to have a mini mix of him and you running around or doing projects with him,
it felt a lot easier to swallow that pill.
oh i'm telling you right now the nursery he makes while you're sleeping is gorgeous. you feel yourself tear up a bit when you see how delicately he's painted the flowers you loved up on the walls,
the garden that surrounds your house with him, the dim fairy lights that decorated the ceiling—not to mention all the furniture you said you'd help him with he ended up just doing himself,
so he shouldn't be so surprised when you end up waking up early the next morning to cook him breakfast (he argues this is gonna stress you out and tries to refuse but... well can he really refuse you?)
he doesn't really care about the gender of the kid, but he's hoping for a girl ^-^
hi! could i request qifrey with a witch s/o who’s very sweet and soft-spoken, exuding a tranquil presence, yet their protective nature can suddenly turn that same tranquility into coldness if faced with a threat? i love your writing!! (^_^)
❝ㅤthe sweetest angel you'll ever know!ㅤ❞ㅤ qifrey x gn! readerㅤ ✧ this is so aura omg
content » sfw & fluff !!! established relationship, jealousy from character (somewhat)
reprise » just headcannons for if qifrey had an s/o who's so very sweet & soft-spoken until someone tries to threaten the tranquility they worked so hard to recover.
word count » ~500
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qifrey loved having you around the girls, it was like a free chance to both relax, and relax with you. not to mention how attractive you are while taking the girls out for treats and whatnot.
it was like life finally laid it down easier on him in a positive way, he had been exhausted the week before; barely having time to prepare for when you returned to the atelier.
even though you said it was fine if he didn't... you just wanted to come home to him in one piece anyway.
having just one day where it's just you, him, and your four girls roaming kahln for more ink since the bottles you had gotten them ran out.
keeping the four of them in your vicinity, you also keep qifrey in an arm's reach—hell i'd even say a mere palm's reach because it felt like he was hovering you. in the most affectionate way possible anyways.
giving them each of their own personal drinks, you place the coins into the stall owner's hand as you bow to thank them for the service; "so? how is it?"
tetia immediately attaches to your leg, slushie still in her small palms, "it tastes amazing, [name]!" richeh quickly follows up on your other leg with "more... i want more, [name]..."
you tipped your head, you placed your hand on her cup to realize she had already drank it all, "rich- how did you already consume all of it..." you sighed and gave her your own drink instead;
"it tastes so... yummy!" coco leans her head onto agott's shoulder as she sighs, "don't mind those two, really master [name] it's amazing. are you sure you wanted to pay for everything?"
"i... i don't mind, i promise, besides master qifrey can pay me back with something else."
you smile as you pat her head before you all start to walk back where you entered, the trees bustling as all your boots’ patterns remained different in the cement road that turned muddy not a few steps ago.
syrupy dew drips down off the leaves of trees, you held onto one of richeh’s hands while the rest followed behind you and the witch.
continuing on the path, your soft words of conversation with qifrey stop momentarily when you hear a bush rustle a little too loudly. “stay behind me, girls.” the four girls rush to his back as you both readied your spells.
“you too, (name), i promise i can handle this for you my love.” “no, no, n- no. i can assure you we can handle whatever it is.”
he gives a brief smile before standing at the ready—
you were right, a group of small time bandits quickly threw fireballs, masks over their faces while trying to aim for coco specifically;
but before they could hit, your hand subconsciously already drew a spell to reply and reflected the heat back towards them. “hey! that’s cheating—“
“shut. up.”
richeh’s face pales when she hears your voice, especially when it switches so suddenly back, “sweetheart, m’gonna have to let go for a moment, okay?”
“qifrey, get them somewhere safe—i can guarantee you i have this.”
a dark undertone in your voice appears, dropping an octave as you pull out your pen, sharp with ink already dripping off the tip; “let’s see what i can do… three useless pieces of shi—“
“let’s get going girls, it seems like (name) is strong enough.”
a drop of sweat falls of his forehead as qifrey quickly flies off somewhere safe to wait for you to finish the job.
once you come back, the girls quickly crowd you with questions,
settling your feet down, slowly landing on the ground when you see four different heads rushing towards you while the older one lags behind (yes, qifrey takes his time).
a collective shout of your name of different yet gentle voices asked if you’re okay, “i’m okay, i promise, i really do…” kneeling to be on eye-level with your girls, you briefly cup each of their faces, just glad they’re unharmed.
“hello, angel.” you feel a shadow run over your body as you turn to look up and see who it is.
besides the bright sun that was now being blocked by the figure, you softly smiled seeing your lover, “hi qif…”
almost muttering under your breath before getting back up, placing a light kiss on his cheek.
“we’re also here, (name)!”
tetia reaches out for your hand, a soft squeeze as your smile only gets wider,
“‘course, i can never forget about any of you.”
Hello!! May I request some dating (+some nsfw if you want to) headcanons for Lorentz Butterfly please? (With afab!reader pls)
Take as much time as you need^^ I wish you a wonderful day or night!
lorentz butterfly dating hcs — lorentz butterfly x gn! afab! reader
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m note: i didnt know this was an option but sure
synopsis: self explanatory
dating ; sfw
you are the one thing she loves because of the unpredictability, and she can't help but want more of what she doesn't know would happen, and that's the best part about being with lorentz.
lorentz isn't one to love someone that fits into the puzzle, i'd say she wants someone who just understands her, and respect her.
originally she planned on warning her s/o about how little time she might have to spend with you, but ends up really just halving her time for research and time for you because of how much she really feels for you.
has the bookmark and charm you made in whatever she reads next or is reading.
back hugs are her favorites! there's just something about having you in her arms, head against the back of your nape; just silently humming while you do dishes.
despite how much time she may spend on her experiments, and how careless she is considering her knowledge on the theory of chaos—she'll always find her way back to you.
has made a matching bookmark to the one you made for her, although being known as a sociopath,
she always only has one exception because everyone else is merely a variable in your little world with her, there's only one person she'd throw everyone under the bus for that isn't herself;
it's you.
also note, she's very 'perverse' when it comes to exploring romance, not in the weird way—more like she wants to know every single reaction you have from separate ways,
like kisses, do you like it better when she peppers them on your collarbone, or down your spine?
or hugs, she'll actually, believe it or not, take in your preference. although she likes back hugs, if you like otherwise, she'll learn to warm up to them.
[ WARN ]: anything below this text box is under the umbrella of having: injury, blood, killing mentioned. feel free to swipe off now, or scroll towards the nsfw headcannons.
streamer! zanka who accidentally leaks that he has a girlfriend three times. three. times.
it was apparent that zanka saw the way celebrities revealed that they had partners and fully believed it wasn’t ‘that hard’ while you two cuddled on the couch.
for a long time people had always just assumed he was just not interested in dating, especially when his clips were mainly about him being very respectful to women he collabs with.
until the one night someone in the chat sends a donation—
“thanks shampooconsumer47– wow what a name… ‘are you and riyooore4vah dati…”
his sentence trails off before he quickly discards it, his eyes immediately search the chat for something else to bring up, one moment that his stream was just ‘chill minecraft stream’ to chat trying to investigate if he has a relationship with someone.
it first started on twitter—or x, whatever you call it, when people start to tweet using #zanyo or #rinka while reposting the same clip. mentioning how upset he looks when he fully realizes what the message was.
zankanijifanpage: is it just me or is it rly weird how he just stopped himself and ignored chat 4 the rest of the night… #zanyo???
r1yoreapahwife1: bruh he doesnt deserve her anyway… bye look at that chopped chud next to my queen. #rinka is NOT real.
frooglhusier56: cmon guys, irs so obvious they’re dating LOL. literally the only woman zanka has ever argued with is @riyooore4vah. believe it or not #zanyo is real
you hadn’t even been awake for any of it, just having gotten home, you just wanted to lay in his bed and relax. you find yourself at peace mostly around the silly little scent he carries around.
so while you slept, zanka tried to figure out a way out of the whole ordeal. i mean… no one really knew that him and riyo quite literally have the same guardian,
let alone the fact his girlfriend is right behind him all the time when he streams…
so when he asks his sister what’s up and how she’s dealing with it, she just gives him a few sob emojis captioned ‘hahahahaha’ in capital letters. what is that even supposed to mean?!??
leaning back in the matching cerulean gaming chair he has to your own purple one, he stares up blankly into the ceiling, hands over his chest while his phone vibrated.
“what the hell am i gonna do…”
closing his eyes for a moment, he hadn’t even realized you woke up, letting out a soft yawn as you got up to hug him from behind.
“why are you so exhausted… i’m the one who just flew over seven hours…” a tired smile fell upon your weak lips, only the backrest separating the two of you,
“i… messed up.” “…did you cheat on me??”
“what?! god no! why would—ah, my bad baby, bad wording.”
you gave him an expectant look as he rotated his chair. “look i… you know how i try to give zero sign i’m dating anybody?”
you hum in acknowledge as you reach for a graham cracker in the box beside his setup. “well… i kind of… gave that awkward silence when someone asked if me and riyo are dating.”
“the kind that’s like ‘i hate her’ or the kind that’s ‘i’m keeping my mouth shut because i love her’.”
“…the second one.”
munching on the biscuit a loud crunch echoes quietly, checking your phone for the time, “well how ‘bout just stream for now? worst comes to worst, the world will know about me, right?”
you were right, zanka thought. nothing bad could happen other than probably the amount of comments and questions he’ll get but it can’t get any worse… right?
blegh. wrong. how wrong he was.
he didn’t account for the fact of him asking if you could cook him dinner so he could just have a few bites or two—well to be more precise, zanka didn’t think his chat would be looking at every single thing.
every little clue they could find. parasocial much?
so a new clip started to surface everywhere, the title being: ‘zanka’s mysterious partner giving him dinner, cute clip must watch’ or something like that.
where he had forgotten to turn his cam off and pull up the ‘on break’ screen he had commissioned for a while ago. fuck—why did he change his damn keybinds?!
it was a short ten second video, it’s as plain and simple as its title; your hand wasn’t seen, but the nice dish of homemade ramen suddenly sliding onto the table…
while zanka looks up, eyes softening with words that sound a lot like ‘thank you, baby. you can go back to bed now’.
now—a call loudly quakes his phone when he’s trying to go to sleep.
‘riyo (chudling #2)’ is calling!
reluctantly pressing the green button, he puts the phone up to his ear as his other arm pulls your body closer to his, “dude… it’s two a.m., don’t you have a shoot tomorrow?”
“dumbass! you are… a dumbass! how stupid are you, nijiku zanka?!??”
wincing at the volume of her voice, he lowers it down and replies, “what?? what’d i do now?!”
“your dumbass didn’t turn cam off when (name) gave you food!”
…
good lord.
mentally facepalming himself, he just ends the call and throws it to some unknown corner of the room. poor phone—well, the only thing that mattered was you still getting your sleep after all that jet lag.
but would you believe me the very last mistake he makes seals his fate for good?
akn4z: no stream today, vlog time :)
that was it. that was supposed to be it. that’s all he was supposed to post today but now he can’t remember to switch accounts.
going out on dates with you was a dream come true, the one woman who believed in him when nobody would, the only girl he would ever plan on having eyes for,
the only person he’d ever match fortnite skins with—actually scratch that, he’d only ever match anything with you.
so when you two went out, it was to an amazing restaurant, one that had this amazing rooftop floor where the moon would highlight this one table; said table was always reserved, you had always wanted to sit at the spot but…
well five hundred reservations to one particular seat?
what do you mean the queue will last until six months from now…?!
…
but that’s why you had never been more thankful for your boyfriend, because that’s exactly where he brought you out tonight—
zanka had a suit that matched the color of your chosen outfit tonight, pulling your seat out for you, ordering your favorites while you sat directly under the glittery moonlight.
a beautiful bright spotlight that roamed your skin so perfectly, it only became even more picturesque when the chair felt comfortable for once, and the food tasted amazing.
zanka had happily offered to picture you—god i mean… how could he not? you were fucking breathtaking.
you’re just sitting there while spacing out into the island in the distance, an active lighthouse that blinked back to the light from this very restaurant’s kitchen.
leaning your chin onto palm, it was hard not to take a photo, but even when his thumb hovered over the shutter, now it was his turn for his breathing to hitch, he’s always sworn on the fact that no one is perfect, and the thought that he’d never deserve you,
but if perfection was real, you might be the one person who could achieve it.
“zanka look! boats!” you exclaimed under your breath before gasping audibly.
click!
“perfect. m’posting that one to my dump.”
“huh?”
and you know what the couples that usually took up that moonlit spot on the high tower of a restaurant? they’d later on walk on the beach that resided below,
gentle waves crashing into the sandy shore, your shoes sunk into the grains as you roamed the beach, holding onto zanka’s hand.
“you’ve really outdone yourself, baby… i really liked tonight.” leaning onto his shoulder, you both continued to walk as he let out a scoff. “i might be average, but i’d never give you anything less than my very best.”
sharing a silly little kiss, you finally decided it was time to go back home,
he had put his phone on silent a long time ago, so was it a surprise when—
‘riyooo <3’ is calling!
you raised an eyebrow before answering, “hi riyo! how are you?” “hi (name)!!! look i really love you, mwah mwah mwah- but do you mind passing the phone to your ugly boyfriend?”
you let out a chuckle before tapping your boyfriend on the shoulder, “beb. riri is calling you.”
“huh?” placing the phone up to his ear, he takes ahold of it before replying.
“hey, riyo—driving right now. don’t think i could’ve answered-“
“are you actually stupid?? please answer honestly.”
scoffing into the speaker, he replies with just as much sass. “what the hell are you on? no i’m not and you should know that.”
“then why did your blind ass post something probably meant for your dump onto your main account?!?!”
“what are you— shit.”
you couldn’t hear the call for the most part just riyo’s little voice spiking up every now and then. only making you more concerned, zanka pulls your car over to the side of the road.
his hand flies off the steering wheel as he goes to get his own device, putting riyo on speaker.
“no fucking way.” “yes way, bitch! someone’s dumbass posted their secret girlfriend on his main!”
…
“ah, that’s why you called me instead…”
“hi (name)!!! i just want to add you looked amazing tonight!!! a lot of people think you looked gorgeous too!!!”
you feel your heart warm when you hear her words. you smile and answer, “thank you riri!”
“no prob girl. love you. zanka—we aren’t done. ooohh, enjin is gonna kill you!”
the call ends as his face pales staring down at his phone.
he had posted a whole slideshow of photos with you and him (mostly you) on his instagram, and the caption being ‘the moon is lovely or whatever 😍’.
“…fuck.” “well… at least they know it’s not riyo anymore…?”
in summary: it took zanka three times to realize that trying to hide his ‘secret’ relationship is a lot harder than it looks.
Details That Instantly Deepen a Setting
Instead of trying to fill paragraphs describing everything, choose one or two things that breathe.
• The way the floorboards creak in one specific spot • A stain on the ceiling no one acknowledges • A flickering light that makes gives everyone a slight headache • The smell of something burnt and forgotten • A crooked family photo • Dust in the sunlight • A cracked mug someone refuses to throw away • The hum of an appliance in silence • A chair that wobbles • A window that should open, but doesn't • Shoes lined up too neatly • A plant flourishing, or showing signs of obvious neglect • The sound of neighbors arguing • A clock that’s slightly off
Specificity creates immersion, not necessarily paragraphs. One good detail can carry a scene.
“you have something on your lips”
wipe it off or kiss it?
ft. tamsy, enjin, zanka x reader | 1.3k words. (each varies in length) | masterlist.
no pronouns used. fluff. kisses. eating food. petnames were used (only a mention or two, darling/babe). enjin chokes (sorry, he’s an idiot).
TAMSY CAINES ˎˊ˗
you were at a small and modest cafe with tamsy, taking a break from the travel on the way to your job today.
you sat in front of him, munching on your own slice of strawberry cake, while he calmly drinks his tea.
tamsy held a newspaper in one hand, and a teacup in the other, he drank while reading, seemingly immersed in the news written on it. the tea glosses his lips, and he licks the corner of his lips with his tongue.
how could he have such pretty pink and plump lips?
Gachiakuta men reacting to their quiet s/o pulling them by their belt and whispering something dirty in their ear?
A/n: Header is not all-inclusive of who I write for, FYI. Warnings: None needed, mostly suggestive scenarios DO NOT USE MY HEADER WITHOUT PERMISSION. ALL ART BELONGS TO KEI URANA. °.‧ ꩜ Gachiakuta men when reader whispers dirty things...
°.‧ ꩜ Enjin : Gets a hard on. Like immediately. There's something about his introverted s/o getting so bold and saying filthy things that turns him on instantly. Be prepared to follow through on whatever you whisper, though, because there's a good chance Enjin has already picked you up and is carrying you to the bedroom.
°.‧ ꩜ Zodyl : He's surprised but is growing hot at the things you said. He doesn't mind that you're normally the quiet one, but when you do the dirty talk, it's so unexpected that it throws him off guard. He might ask you to say that again, not to tease you, but to make sure he hasn't misheard you, and if he's available, he will follow through on what you said.
°.‧ ꩜ Gris : Loves it when you get all sneaky like this, a dirty little secret between him and his favorite woman. He'll whisper back something sweet that has you blushing as his hands gently squeeze your waist, along with the promise that he'll do those things exactly as stated once he's free. Be prepared for a long night.
°.‧ ꩜ Tamsy : Smirks smugly but is also wondering if his influence has rubbed off on you. Tamsy is the dirty talker imo because he loves flustering you, but when you do it? He gives it back 100-fold with the most shit-eating grin ever, and it's far dirtier than anything you could ever think of, leaving you panicking at the possibilities.
°.‧ ꩜ Jabber : Ooh dirty talking drives this man wild, it's the perfect foreplay for him. Like Tamsy, he's a big dirty talker, but he's far more crude compared to Tamsy's poetry. He'll pull you close and stick his tongue in your ear as he says it
°.‧ ꩜ August : He'll double over and moan how that was the hottest thing ever before pulling you by the hand into his bedroom. August is the one mostly doing the dirty talking, but when you do it, it brings him to his knees because he loves the reciprocity. Even extroverts need a little encouragement at times.
°.‧ ꩜ Bro Santa : Is pleased that you're finding your voice and praises you for it, but he clarifies if this is just something you're trying, or if it's something you actually want at the moment. If you tell him you're craving whatever it is you said, he's gone, kissing you like a starved man and dragging you away from the crowd to make good on those words.
© unintentionalseductress original work | no copying, plagiarizing or translating
well then i’d like to request a shibusawa x reader where he’s horrifically down bad for them and introduces them to the demon trio just to brag
thank you and have a nice day!!!
EXTRA EXTRA: SHIBUSAWA IS DOWNBAD (EVERYONE KNOWS) — shibusawa x gn! reader
ʚ♡ɞฺ main m.list ྀིᨯ — cw. sfw, fluff, shibusawa is downbad extremely, i do not know too much ab shibusawa but i tried ^-^", established relationship
m note: #2, sorry i answered this so late :/ anyways, 28 more to go :3
shibusawa believes this world doesn't really have a purpose, that we'll all die one day, and hopefully perish in peace.
until you appeared that is. you were a blessing he didn't know this world was gifting him,
so in summary: this world doesn't really have a purpose, but he wouldn't mind too much if he got to spend his time in a land that meant nothing with someone that meant something.
first came the nights that made him realize you were not to be looked down upon, rather someone he wants as an equal, someone to stay by his side. and that happily landed on being you, you being your usual self,
whether or not you like to think there's meaning in anything we people do,
he likes to think that you're the only thing that has ever mattered, the only thing the world has ever done right.
but the days people started to notice you though?
i mean, who else is allowed to do his hair so late into the night? combing your fingers through his white locks as you continued to tell him about the most recent baking recipe you had just figured the ingredients out for,
for once, he looked up at someone.
not figuratively, literally.
you sat on the table he was using for documents while you mindlessly fidgeted with the softness of every strand.
he never really believed those silly things, baking was just a hobby for those who hadn't completely understood this world. if you took interest in it though... shibusawa doesn't mind listening.
it's what he usually did, even if others saw his dead eyes gaze elsewhere; you know very well that he is persistently, and eagerly listening to you.
shibusawa originally thought that dying is the most beautiful thing that could happen on this simple world, but maybe he was wrong. because he could finally feel... something. something from just your mindless words.
"so who's the puppy?"
"i'd appreciate if you'd use their name."
dazai raised a brow, shibusawa? defending someone else? he wouldn't pry too much but his reaction was clear in his facial expression. toying with a small butterfly blade he found not too long ago,
he slides it across the table towards shibusawa. "so, what is their name?"
"[name]."
muttering under his breath, dazai nods in acknowledgement. "do you hear that, fyodor? shibusawa's found himself an equal."
a scoff leaves fyodor, the man who had leaned against a wall not too far from the other two in front of him. "dangerous."
"i'm not asking for your approval on 'my puppy'. i just wanted you two to be aware of who you're talking to if ever you run into each other."
and it's not too long before he leaves the room again, and little do they know, you were already for him by the door (they already knew).
i might get alot of flames for this but,
the x reader "consumers" on tumblr lowk are so entitled, i said consumer bcs these people do nothing to support the writers but complain about FREE fanfics that other people write for FUN and for the LOVE of the game. THEY DON'T OWE YOU ANYTHING.
i'm so tired of you people who can only pressure these writers, make memes, and ridicule them for writing something that was not fit to your standards or liking.
you don't even write or contribute anything to the community, don't even support or atleast reblogs to the writers you actually like.
stop filling the tags with your consistent complaints about the fanfics that obviously wasn't meant for you (not to your liking) and start learn how to write.
hii, i absolutely love ur work, i was wondering if u could do hcs for edgeworth as a father / x pregnant reader? i'd love to see this different side of him because most people would never see him as a father, and i wanna see how you work with it! (ofc ONLY IF UR COMFORTABLE!!) <3333333 tysm
EDGEWORTH IS A GIRLDAD ALERT!!! — edgeworth x gn! reader
ʚ♡ɞฺ main m.list ྀིᨯ — cw. sfw, fluff fluff fluff, established relationship, his kids are two girls :3, post games, retired prosecutor! edgeworth <3 NO GENDERED PRONOUNS/TERMS USED!!
m note: oml as soon as i work on a non-requested work my inbox is FLOODED LOLLL, im gonna have fun writing ^-^!!!
miles is so over the moon when finding out he's having a girl. (was secretly hoping for a girl anyway), he loves to reassure them, and let them do his hair. his only problem would be the way he can't let go of his firstborn when she's off to nursery.
"dada! m'gonna be fine!" her small hands try to pry her father's large arms that were hugging her so tightly (too tightly even!). miles glances at you with a question in his gaze; "miles... come on, she'll be late."
letting her down from his arms, your daughter cheers and waves you off once last time before walking off.
you swear you could spot the way his eyes started to shine a little more, a tear building up when he holds you close, an arm wrapping around your waist this time,
"it's like only yesterday she was so small in my arms."
leaning his head on you, you could feel what miles was saying, it really felt like only last week you were discharged from the hospital, and now you were here, saying bye as she goes to nursery.
what you two hadn't noticed was the way she turned around, and ran back.
hugging your pairs of legs close to her small body, you patted her hair, her hair that she got from her father...
"sweetheart, what's wrong?"
"nothing, i just wanna say bye bye! i love you!"
you feel yourself let out a small gasp before waving her off once more. when you move your eyes over to your husband? you're already wiping off the very tears flowing down his face.
"aw, miles..."
"soon enough she'll be off to college. i really... i can't do this-"
family photos are very important to him for this very reason, so even when your secondborn came into the picture, he still couldn't help but shed a tear or two when he had to let her go too,
but the one thing he'll know will never leave his hold is the adorable little picture of all of you together. trying out for the 'perfect family photo'.
it's not perfect, but it's... well, family.
real thoughts cuz do u guys think mortenax blade's hair turns white if you give good head ??
ʚ♡ɞฺ main m.list ྀིᨯ — cw. nsfw & 18+ content ahead, blowjob, hate sex, i didn't do the most recent mission i just got him lol. part two maybe...
m note: please ill actually write pt 2 if i get his light cone
mortenax blade hates your guts. and it's getting him off how well you can fight back.
you two were just arguing in the rain,
harshly,
vigorously,
insulting.
it was mean, and that's how it's always been between the two of you. arguments would always end up with swords at each other's throats, or one arm around the other's neck,
you two would always be at each other's necks. and you both came to terms with the fact that neither of you would ever get along. and that was fine, to be sworn enemies is just as valuable as sworn lovers.
so what got you on your knees bobbing your head up and down on his shaft?
having unbuckled his belt not so long ago in the sopping wet rain, it was a lot easier than you thought it would've been. especially when his hand buried itself deep in your scalp, pushing your head back up and down,
"yeah? dirty little mouth o- of yours, haah... taking my cock- mmmfgh, s'well..." sitting down on dirty cobblestone walls that originally protected now-dead plants,
you two were barely covered by leaves of trees and bamboo that stemmed from the ground up. your hands planted firmly on the floor while you had managed to swirl your tongue around his tip,
the stinging taste of rain on his shaft made you choke a little, drool drips down from your lips even as you, but to blade?
there was just something to see his mortal enemy let out silly little muffled moans while trying their best to take his length down their throat. grasping the tufts of your hair only intensified,
"f- uuck, fuck, look at me in the eyes, [name]. look. at. me."
enjoying his dominance over you for once, blade couldn't handle the way you were teasing him not so long ago; slowly letting your warm mouth take over his cock felt more than just euphoric.
it frustrated him at how good you felt, how nice your tongue was on the head of his dick, so blade prefers it much more when he has you going up and down on him in short bursts,
face fucking you was mandatory, but you hadn't noticed the way he was tearing up at how good you felt.
you could see how blade would bite his lip, his pace that controlled your mouth suddenly slows down, keeping you halfway around his base,
but when you finally get to breathe?
you still find yourself wanting to tease him, even with wet hair, even when the rest of your body fell slippery, licking stripes up blade's length mixed with the chilly weather made him shiver.
swiping your tongue against the slit that was slowly starting to reach its climax, you made sure to keep eye contact before swallowing blade's cock once more,
watching it disappear into your mouth making him groan loudly,
another thing you should've expected out of blade though-
was when he suddenly pushes your head down till your face meets his base, making you choke suddenly, his pulsing shaft finally coming down your throat. seed covering every inch of your mouth, your eyes widening in surprise.
his hair had completely whitened, a gray-ish hue is stuck on the tips of the tresses that usually wore black.
blade's eyes had glew a brief red, the kind that would only illuminate him when
he combs through your hair before bringing your face up to kiss you on the lips. it was ravaging, and fucking hungry.
blade's hair slowly returned to its usual dark, navy blue, now having you sat over his lap, his cock still raging hard between his legs.
"need to take care of this until it goes away, right?"
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original 85 year old zandick smut and my life is yours oh my lord
TELL ME YOU NEVER WANT TO LOSE ME! — dottore x gn! reader
ʚ♡ɞฺ main m.list ྀིᨯ — cw. nsfw & 18+ content ahead, riding, idrk purely smut i don't really specify terms i use (pronouns/anatomy/petnames)
m note: i think u guys like dottore...
synopsis: just cuz the wrapper is wrinkled don't mean it ain't sweet
dottore kept one hand on your waist, and the other on his cane while he sat idly on the crown of his lab. watching your gentle hold planted onto his shoulders, groaning as he feels you sink down onto him.
the deep, dark line of grunts leave his throat, dottore's grasp briefly tightens before stroking the soft skin of your body. watching as your entrance swallow his shaft whole,
the dark velvet in his eyes nitpick every part of you, trying to study you when your hips finally fall onto his.
pinching your skin just to see how you'd react, dottore was obsessed with the way you reacted,
yet he couldn't admit to himself how he was... getting off to the very fact that your expressions alone were enough to pulse inside you,
"your... face is expressive,"
combing his fingers over your face, your eyes were half-lidded when dottore's hand drags down your body, "do you like it when i feel you with cold hands?"
his palms were gloved, the temperature on his fingertips made you shiver, your face scrunching up when instinctively grinding his tip onto your g-spot, relaxing your arms around his neck.
dottore's hand moving from your waist, trailing back up your back, his palm arrives at the back of your head before pulling you in for a kiss that both became hungry and gentle,
the weakness of age in his body preventing him from ravishing you any further,
it's too bad really.
he's always been addicted to picturing your lovely little body, fragile, and vulnerable underneath him. back arching up against his cock, while he mindlessly pounds you into oblivion. oh, he could already imagine your face scrunching up the same way.
yet, he'll unfortunately settle for this, where he can pick apart your adorable expressions, the way your face left no lie able to come past, you could only hold your breath trying to take him the same way he would've if only he gathered the strength.
dottore loved seeing the crease in your face because he knows he's causing it, and now you're a pure, whimpering mess against his cockhead you oh-so desperately grinded against.
taking one of your hands off his shoulder, he decides to kiss your inner wrist to feel you tighten around him, smirking at the way you squirmed on him,
dottore loved the way he could make you weak when clearly this was your chance to take control.
