Is that his darling he's letting record herself riding that special toy he had custom made while he's behind the camera, or is he her top donator and fan that she singles out every time stream starts because he's always first in chat?
I love this ask, Anon! I definitely say the first, because Sunday's so possessive and would make sure he's with the woman of his dreams rather than have unrequited attraction. Therefore, if he loves a cam girl, he's gonna be with a cam girl.
He's so used to being Robin's music manager, so why shouldn't he be the behind-the-scenes manager for your cam girl career? Of course, this fact remains a secret between the two of you, but it's a sexy part of your already lustful relationship. You both enjoy filming in the privacy of his luxury bedroom in Penacony, where the king-sized bed is big enough for you to be in different positions and lay out your various sex toys for use.
Gosh, and the idea of him being the one filming you as you ride that dildo, the one molded in the shape of his gorgeous cock, is just so mouth-watering hot. Sunday proves to be a skilled cameraman, getting close ups of your pussy swallowing the toy and your tits bouncing with every thrust. He even tilts the camera just right so viewers can see your pretty face with every strong orgasm you reach.
The sweet moans and pants you release have him becoming increasingly hard in his designer slacks. Sunday may become so distracted by the ache that he will set the camera on a stand so he can fist his desperate cock. Hell, if you two are kinky enough, you may ask for him to cum on you on-camera to add to your show. Bonus points if you can convince the Bronze Melodia to present himself and fuck you senseless in front of your thousands of fans across the cosmos.
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no use of y/n. gender neutral reader. scp foundation au. head archivist! dan heng. researcher!reader. getting together. fluff. you have a crush on the guy helping you pull files wc1.6k
or read here on ao3!
You like your job most days. It’s interesting, you like research, and you’re helping the greater society by sacrificing your time and effort into what are essentially abominations.
The SCP foundation reached out to you one day, and you aren’t sure how you got the job, only that one day a researcher's uniform was in your hands and a sleek shiny badge that gave you access to the hundreds of locked rooms.
Other than the tri-weekly containment breaches and lockdowns, it’s a nice job. As a government worker, the benefits you get made your jaw drop when you got the offer. It took you exactly two days to realize that the pay and benefits are so high because of the job risks and fatality rate.
As a lab researcher, you’re out of some of the dangers that the field workers face, but only some. You get your own unique problems to deal with every day.
Your latest assignment has been to SCP-999, the happy slime. It is a welcome relief from the last slew of things you were researching. SCP-999 doesn’t want to kill you, and that’s an immediate bonus in your book. It’s pretty cute, too.
Extensive research has been done on the thing already. It’s even allowed to roam the facility within set hours due to its minimal threat level.
The latest project with SCP-999 is to figure out what factors that cause PTSD create the strongest relief effect for the subject when they interact with SCP-999.
It’s known that those suffering with the disorder come away from the creature feeling lighter, but now the foundation would like to know how reasons for developing PTSD interact with SCP-999.
It is a bit taxing, emotionally, but it’s interesting. And! If all goes well, this might be something that can be implemented for the wider population! Or, maybe the SCP Foundation members that have had… nasty experiences with some anomalies.
You stop in front of the door separating the archives from the other facilities. All the doors are industrial in case of a security breach, but the archives are more protected than the rest. It’s where all of the foundation’s information is held, after all.
The head archivist is supposed to come get you; your card doesn’t have clearance. You glance at your watch. Four minutes early.
Your mind drifts. You’re familiar with the various archivists at your location, making a point to learn names. It makes research easier if they view you as friendly.
You haven’t interacted with the head archivist too often. He’s busy, and you’ve really only brushed shoulders in the hall. Despite those brief moments, the first time you saw him sparked one thought: oh no, he’s hot.
You were almost relieved when you learned he was the head archivist and not someone you would have to interact with frequently in the archives. So when he took up the work of tracking down the files relating to SCP-999 for you, your heart skipped a beat.
You feel a little giddy standing in the hall waiting for him. He’s always calm when you see him, unruffled when you walk into him distracted by the files you’re reading, and his eyes draw you in. He wears red eyeliner. You want to smudge it off his face.
The sound of the door clicking open jolts you. You school your face into a polite smile, stepping back and to the side so the door doesn’t hit you.
Dan Heng stands in the entrance. Behind him spans hundreds of filing cabinets.
“Dan Heng,” you smile in greeting. He’s dressed neatly as always, one of the faculty groups that don’t wear white lab coats. He’s so cute. Ugh.
“Hello,” he says as he pushes the door open the rest of the way and steps to the side to hold it for you. “Please, follow me.”
“Thank you for making time for me,” you tell him. “This project could be beneficial, I appreciate the help.”
Dan Heng doesn’t say anything at first. He glances sidelong at you. “Yes. It was no problem.”
“Still, it must have been out of your way, you’re so busy,” you continue. You’re just looking for any reason to keep talking with him.
“It was no problem,” Dan Heng repeats. His voice is quiet. The thoughtful quality it takes makes you dizzy. “I agree, it does seem like it could be a highly beneficial project.”
“Right?” you’re eager to take the opportunity to chat and talk about your research. “I would want SCP-999 as part of a program to help rehabilitate the foundation workers that have faced injuries on the job.”
Dan Heng hums faintly. “That’s kind.”
You don’t have time to respond as Dan Heng leads you to one of the tables among the filing cabinets and shelves. “Here they are, I believe this is everything.”
He pulls out the chair for you. It scrapes gently on the ground. “Thank you,” you say. You try not to sound breathless. You turn your attention to the files.
There’s a whole stack arranged like a buffet in front of you. This is heaven. Surely the information you want and more is laid out here! You feel breathless for an entirely different reason.
You reach for a file at random, manila folder smooth under your fingers, and freeze when you feel a heat at your back. Your brain recalibrates. It takes you a moment to realize that Dan Heng is leaning over your chair.
Your stomach does a flip.
“These,” Dan Heng pays no mind to your rapidly darkening cheeks and taps two files, “are likely the most relevant, but I pulled everything relating to the effects of SCP-999 for you.”
“Thank you,” you say again. “This is amazing.” You try not to focus on the way he’s leaning over you, the way his chest hovers near your shoulder, and the way his hand braces on the back of your chair.
It’s a futile effort, but you try anyway.
“I’m happy to help,” Dan Heng says too close to your ear. You swallow. “I’ll leave you be to look through these. Please be careful not to damage the files.”
“Of course,” you nod. “Thanks.”
Dan Heng leans away from you. You will yourself to not turn around and watch him go. You don’t think you’ll be able to pull your eyes away from him if you turn. The loss of him next to you is cold.
You re-focus on your work. There are so many files and reports for you to go through. It’s as exciting as it is daunting. You reach for the first stack of papers that Dan Heng had pointed out. It’s as good of a place to start as any.
Time passes you by in a blur. Dan Heng was right, the two stacks he’s recommended are spot on. It’s been hours of reading reports, hunched over as you are at the table. Your eyes are starting to burn from the sheer amount of lines you’ve skimmed searching for anything relevant.
There’s a lot of good stuff here. Like, a lot. This is so exciting. The clock on the wall ticks behind you in a constant monotone. You turn another page of the current report you’re reading. The impacts of SCP-999 might be greater than you initially thought.
A gentle tap on your shoulder startles you out of your research. “My apologies, but the archives are closing. I know it’s easy to lose track here.”
“Oh,” you say a bit dumbly. “Right.” You hadn’t heard him approach. You gather the files in a pile. “Can I come back tomorrow?”
“Yes,” Dan Heng says. “I’ll keep these out for you.”
“That’s perfect, thank you,” you stand up, lifting your bag up on your shoulder. Dan Heng nods once.
“I’ll walk you out,” Dan Heng tilts his head toward the door. His eyes on you makes your heart pound against your ribs.
The walk out of the archives is quiet. The man never has much to say, he’s always quiet. It’s fine. The door comes into view. He scans his badge and the door releases with a soft click.
Dan Heng steps in front of you to open it for you. He steps out of the way for you to brush past. You hesitate in the door, one foot in the hall.
Ah…might as well. If it goes poorly, it’s fine. You can still be professional! Dan Heng seems like the type of guy that could keep it professional as well.
You dawdle a moment longer before turning to face him. “Well—Dan Heng, I was wondering,” you grip your bag strap tighter in your hands, “if you’d like to grab coffee. As a date.”
Dan Heng blinks at you slowly. His expression is painfully neutral for too long. You think you’re about to be rejected when he opens his mouth.
“Yes,” he says simply. “I would like that.”
Victory! Success!
You light up. “Really? I mean, great! Here,” you fumble for your phone. “I’ll text you?”
Dan Heng nods and inputs his number into your phone. Your heart beats an unsteady rhythm, and here he is completely cool and collected. Giddiness coils tight as he hands your phone back.
“That sounds good,” Dan Heng says. “I’m looking forward to it.”
“Great,” you repeat. “See you tomorrow.”
You step the rest of the way into the hall. Dan Heng holds the door open a moment longer. You smile, giving him a small wave. He copies the motion and finally steps back into the archives. He lets go of the door.
As the door shuts, you swear you can see him smile through the gap. That…the back of his neck is red!
You’re left alone in the hall, clutching your bag and phone, mind racing. You did it! You got his number! And you found the research materials! This is the best day of your life.
You walk down the hall with a renewed sense of vigour. You’ll text him tomorrow and schedule for coffee.
end note: dan heng is an scp like scp-999 in that he's allowed to do his own thing! i wanted to incorporate his vidyadhara thing
alpha reader and omega blade who is known to have a displeasing scent… and alpha!reader can’t stand any scent except for his.
most scents are too strong, too warm, too bitter. But the scent of his smoke and musk, and the gentle amber that permeates the layers makes you melt.
You don’t pursue him as a mate at first. He’s just a friend, and you’d never make advances on an omega, knowing any accidental release of your scent can make him attached to you, not out of his own volition.
Blade thinks he’s getting rejected, and corners you one day, pinning you down and asking through gritted teeth and bright fangs why you won’t accept his courtship…
Post-coitus, Jing Yuan turns into a big, lazy cat. He wants nothing more than to snuggle with you in bed and take a nap, clean up be damned. Sex drains him of energy and stress, leaving him relaxed and stated with no desire to do anything other than bask in the afterglow and the feeling of you in his arms. If you throw a fuss about changing the sheets or showering, then he will reluctantly let you go and help, but only if you promise to cuddle with him immediately after. Yuan sees post-coital affection as a vital part of sex to deepen your bond and wrap the act up in a neat little bow, and sometimes he’ll try to get what he wants by being a little menace and hindering you until you relent and give him the cuddles he craves.
In terms of actual aftercare, Jing Yuan fetches you items you ask for, such as a glass of water or spare bedsheets. If you say you want to take a shower or a bath, he volunteers to join you, though not because he wants to fool around some more. He simply wants to spend more quality time with you because work can keep him too busy to devote you the attention he believes you deserve. Let him pamper you in the bath a little by scrubbing your back and cuddling you some more (and have you pamper him because he works hard and deserves love too, you know?).
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
On himself, Jing Yuan favors his arms. He may have earned the moniker ‘Dozing General’ for appearing lazy, but he still works out to stay in shape. It takes considerable arm strength to wield his glaive, so his arms are nicely toned and surprisingly muscular under his clothes. He likes reminding you of his strength by picking you up when you’re being bratty or stubborn about something minor and carrying you to the bed or sofa for a cuddle session.
On you, Yuan likes your breasts, tummy, and thighs. They’re soft and pleasant to caress when you’re lazing in each other’s arms, but he especially likes using those areas as pillows. Resting his head on your lap or soft chest while you stroke his hair is one of his favorite activities. He could easily fall asleep like that, and it gives you the chance to admire his handsome face to your heart’s content. Aside from napping on, he also likes biting those areas and leaving love bites on your skin where only he can see.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Jing Yuan doesn’t have a strong preference for where to cum. He’ll finish wherever you want him to. If left up to him, however, he will choose to cum inside you because the act of sex simply feels more complete and intimate to him when he gets to fill you up with his load. He also likes watching it trickle out of you when he pulls out.
His semen is generally odorless but has a slightly bitter and salty taste. Yuan doesn’t expect you to swallow his spend during oral. In fact, he would have fun painting your face or chest in ropes of his cum if you let him. There’s something erotic about seeing you covered in his semen that satisfies a more perverse side of him.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Jing Yuan fantasizes about you when there’s a lull in his work or he’s having a boring meeting. His thoughts drift to you and how he’d rather be taking a nap on your lap or having you bounce on his cock than be stuck here.
Sometimes when he shops for trinkets to give you, Yuan’s eyes land on a sexy outfit or lingerie set and he imagines how you’d look wearing it. If he thinks the style would look good on you, he buys the clothing to give you later with the hopes you would model it for him to confirm his conclusion. Of course, he will enjoy stripping you of it even more when the sight of you dressed so enticingly inevitably stirs his arousal.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Jing Yuan has had a few partners over the course of his long life, so he is quite experienced in the art of sex and foreplay. He knows the general dos and don’ts, how to properly prepare his partner for penetrative sex, what to look out for when indulging in kinks, even how to set the right mood, and much more. Because he’s so knowledgeable, Yuan acts confidently in the bedroom and has no qualms about taking the lead and easing you into lovemaking if you have less or no experience in the area.
Although he’s experienced, Yuan knows from his past partners that everyone has different likes and dislikes when it comes to sex. One person might enjoy hair pulling while the other will be turned off by it, so he makes sure to ask about your preferences if you know them. If you don’t, that’s also fine because he can have fun learning your unique tastes. His hands and mouth will explore every inch of your body to see which areas get the sweetest reactions out of you, and which pressures make you sing the loudest for him. Do you like having your ears whispered into? What about your nipples sucked? Or how about your nape nipped? His analytical mind will be invested in unraveling the mystery that is your body and he will try out all kinds of things until he maps out your preferences.
Because he’s so experienced, Jing Yuan has a good understanding of his own likes and dislikes. He will happily teach you how and where he enjoys being touched or offer gentle pointers to adjust your technique if you’d rather find out for yourself. He encourages you to explore his body because he likes the feeling of your touch, but also because you might discover something new he didn’t know he would enjoy. He’s lived a long time and experienced many things, so having something pleasantly surprise him is a rare but very welcomed event.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
While Yuan is happy to experiment with new positions, his favorites are by far spooning, cowgirl, and missionary.
Spooning gives the perfect blend of intimacy and lazy lovemaking that Yuan loves. He gets to hold you close leave kisses and love bites on your shoulders and nape, or kiss your lips and admire your blissful expressions if you’re facing him. He also likes how by just maneuvering your leg, the angle and depth of penetration changes, which can alter the mood of lovemaking. Best of all, he doesn’t have to exert more energy by supporting his weight since he can just stay laying on his side, and it brings your faces to equal height, making it easier for him to kiss you or tease your ears. It’s his go-to position for morning sex.
He’s also a huge fan of cowgirl—or any position that has you riding his lap, really. He likes laying back and letting you do most of the heavily lifting while admiring how you look bouncing on his cock. He also finds it attractive when you take the lead and dictate the pace and depth that you want and just take him along for the ride. If he notices you getting tired, he’ll help out by lifting your hips or thrusting up into you to ease your burden. Yuan likes cowgirl for when he’s too tired to move himself or to make you work for your pleasure. You’re horny and want to have sex? Sure, he can help, but only if you ride him~. Let him watch you get yourself off with his dick.
Missionary is a classic position that Yuan favors because it lets him see your face easily. He’s very fond of watching how your face melts from pleasure, as well as how your breasts sway with each thrust of his hips. He finds the sight mesmerizing. Yuan also likes missionary because much like spooning, it allows for a variety of depths and angles just from maneuvering your legs or the height of your hips. He can press your knees to your chest for a tighter squeeze, lift one or both legs up onto his shoulders, or lift your hips higher to reach deeper inside you. Aside from that, he also likes the intimacy of it. There’s something special about being face-to-face and holding eye-contact during sex that Yuan is a fan of.
Jing Yuan is also fond of having sex on flat surfaces. He likes lifting you up onto his desk or a countertop so you’re more level with his height and he doesn’t have to stoop so much, plus it’s kind of hot to take you right then and there instead of taking it to the bedroom.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Yuan can be serious or humorous depending on the mood, though he usually leans towards the humorous side. He’s lived too long to treat sex as a super serious affair, but he’s not flippant about it, either. He typically takes a more laidback and playful approach to lovemaking because he believes it should be a moment where you can both forget your troubles and just have fun. Overall, he approaches it casually.
However, Yuan has his serious moments, too. Intercourse is intimate. He feels a deep emotional attachment to you both during and after sex which can make him act more serious during certain events, like when you’re having romantic lovemaking or if there’s emotional tension between you. He dials down the teasing and turns up the affection in such cases.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Jing Yuan has a bush of dense, white hair that is the same color as the hair on his head. He does the bare minimum of trimming to keep it semi-contained, but can shave more or clean shave if you ask.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Jing Yuan is very loving both during and before sex. As much as he likes spontaneous intercourse, Yuan also wants to treat you right and romance you properly by wining and dining you first. He takes you out on a date to stroll through the scenic areas in the Luofu and eat at a fancy restaurant that serves delicious food or go to a spa to relax your weary muscles. He wants to spoil you and make you feel appreciated and loved since you can’t always spend a lot of time together due to how busy he is. Yuan genuinely loves you and wants you to know that he doesn’t just want sex from the relationship. He wants the intimacy, trust, support, and affection that come with a romantic relationship, and a date is his way of convincing you of that. The sex that comes after the date is just a small part of what he loves about you.
During the act itself, Jing Yuan gives you a lot of kisses on the lips, face, back, and shoulders. He also nuzzles into you like an affectionate cat and hugs you to him so you can feel the full force of his affection. He also whispers loving teases in your ear, like how cute you sound when his hips snap against yours, how good you feel clenching around him, and how pretty you look all splayed out under him.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Yuan doesn’t masturbate often since his sex drive isn’t high. He might rub one out in the morning to get energized to tackle the day ahead or during his break to clear his head and get rid of stress. They’re quick affairs that he doesn’t spend much time on and might have a dirty fantasy of you from one of your intimate encounters to get him to finish faster.
If he has plenty of time such as in the evening after work, Yuan might have a longer wanking session in the bath or right before bed. He’ll take his time and let the tension build in his core while he leisurely strokes his cock and rubs the tip with a thumb to thoughts of you, like your hands being the ones to touch him like this or how you looked in that one lacy lingerie set he got you. Only when the pressure in his abdomen becomes too much does he let himself reach climax. These sessions usually leave him more tired, though.
Yuan only masturbates when he needs to relieve stress but you’re not available to have sex. Otherwise, he would prefer to make love with you since he finds it more fun.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Jing Yuan has experimented with a variety of kinks over his long life, so he has a good grasp of which ones he likes most. For instance, one of his favorite kinks is orgasm denial combined with begging. He’s a huge tease and likes toying with you by bringing you close to orgasm but denying you that sweet release just to see the frustrated and pleading expressions on your face. He also makes you beg to be allowed to cum or be spread open on his cock. Yuan simply enjoys being in control of your pleasure.
He’s also into light food play using sweets. Just simple things like chocolate sauce, strawberries, whipped cream, or honey drizzled strategically on your or his erogenous zones like the nipples, neck, stomach, or thighs. He finds it fun to lick the food off your skin and hear you gasp or arch into his touch. Having you lick the food off of him is also just as fun, and Yuan leaves a trail for you to follow along his body that descends down between his legs. This ensures you take your time exploring and arousing each other before diving into the good stuff, and Yuan is nothing if not a lover of taking things slow and sensual.
Cockwarming is another big kink of his. If you’re up for it, Yuan will seat you on his lap with his cock buried snuggly in your cunt while he does paperwork at his desk. It makes him productive for a while because he pretends to ignore your subtle movements for more stimulation and focuses on his work just to make you needier for his attention. He playfully chastises you if you move too much and forces you still until he finishes or until your squirming whittles down his restraint. Then, he’ll encourage you to bounce on his lap and properly fuck yourself to completion or sit you on his desk and have his way with you. It will depend on his mood.
Some other things Yuan likes are seeing you in sexy lingerie and nipple play. The sight of you dressed in silky or lacy lingerie (bonus points for garters) is like seeing a present that he can’t wait to unwrap. He finds you incredibly sexy and beautiful dressed like that all for him, and will ask you to keep the lingerie pieces on during sex so he can admire how you look a little longer.
Jing Yuan is attracted to playing with your nipples, whether during sex or even casually while you’re cuddling in bed. His fingers gravitate to your breasts and gently thumb or roll your nipples until they harden into stiff peaks, at which point he’ll either flick or suck on them to get stronger reactions out of you. He likes hearing your soft gasps and feeling you arch your breast into his mouth while he toys with your nipples. He wonders if he could make you have a small orgasm purely from having your nipples played with.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Almost anywhere in the house is fine with Jing Yuan, though his preferred place for lovemaking is by far the bed since he can comfortably go to sleep right after finishing. Other places that he favors are the couch for the same comfort, and his desk because he’d rather do you than the stack of papers waiting for him.
In terms of broader location, his home is the most optimal choice since you’re unlikely to be interrupted. His place of work is too risky because there is always a staff member lingering around his office that could catch you in the act, but if that were not an issue, he would probably take you there, too.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Jing Yuan is easy to arouse if you know the right approach. He’s fond of intellectual stimulation, so tasteful innuendos or hints at what you want to do to him (or have him do to you) that engage his imagination are a great way to turn him on. You could orchestrate a game of starchess or another board game where the loser has to do a sexual favor for the winner. Yuan would be heavily invested in a game where no matter which of you wins, you both get something pleasurable out of the outcome. Bonus points if he gets to see you act flustered while he effortlessly demolishes you in a round or happy at having bested him. He finds you super cute in either scenario.
Visual seduction is also effective on him. Yuan likes seeing you dress in a mature fashion that reveals a bit of skin in areas like your breasts, back, or legs. Tease him by showing off the exposed areas or running your hands over them to show what he could have, and Yuan’s hands would be itching to replace yours and feel your warm skin under his fingers.
A nice, sensual massage that can help him relax after a long day at work is probably one of his favorite ways of being seduced into sex. The feeling of your fingers kneading out the tension in his muscles, your soft kisses along his back, the teasing caresses along his hips and the sensual whispers in his ear… how could he not get aroused from that? The more your hands wander to his lower body or tease his sensitive areas, the more sleep fades from his mind, only to be replaced with lust.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Jing Yuan isn’t into pain or degradation. He finds the act of hitting or humiliating one’s partner to be the opposite of how one should treat the person they love. He physically cannot bring himself to do those things to you because he loves you too much to demean or hurt you, and hopes you show him the same level of respect as your partner. He is averse to things like slapping, calling you or him derogatory names, humiliation, and hitting you with tools like crops or paddles or being hit himself. Light hair pulling and spanking are okay, though he wouldn’t initiate them himself unless you request for these things.
For similar reasons, he isn’t into choking. Even if it’s something that turns you on, Yuan doesn’t want to watch you struggle to breathe in the middle of sex as it scares him. He would be too worried about your safety to enjoy himself, and it would honestly kill the mood for him.
Another thing he wouldn’t do is have sex in public places, especially his workplace. He doesn’t want to risk both of you being caught and starting a scandal among the Commissions. It could cost him his title as General of the Luofu and smear both of your names for centuries.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Jing Yuan has a slight preference for receiving oral, but he has a lot of fun giving, too. He has a high skill level from having practiced with past partners, so he’s quite good at giving oral. He relishes in your moans and every buck of your hips against his face while he eats you out and being in control of how much pleasure he gives you. His mischievous streak thrives on your reactions, so he might extend the session by lightly licking and sucking on your clit or plunging his tongue inside your pussy—just enough to feel but not enough to orgasm from. He likes riling you up and making you desperate for more of his touch, so he doesn’t mind it when you tug on his hair in desperation or buck your hips against his tongue. His strong arms can easily hold you down until he decides when you get to cum. However, he does reward you if you put up with his teasing. When he does let you cum, he helps you ride out your orgasm by stimulating your clit until you can’t handle any more stimulation… and then he’ll dive back in to give you another because you begged him for more and more you shall have~.
When it comes to him, Yuan likes getting oral as a form of stress relief. He loves it during foreplay too, of course, but he feels a certain kind of affection in being taken care of by you through such service. When he comes home tired from work or spends too long poring over papers at his desk, a nice blowjob from you at your own incentive can help relieve his stress and instantly put him in a better mood. The fact you care enough to do this for him of your own choice makes Yuan love you even more.
Yuan is not demanding when receiving oral sex. He understands that different people have different limits for how much they can handle, so he doesn’t force you to go past your limits when sucking him. It’s okay if you can’t deepthroat or if you don’t know how to perform a blowjob. He won’t ask it of you if you are uncomfortable trying, but he can teach you if you are willing. He’s a very patient and informative teacher in matters of sex, so you would be in very good hands should you choose to learn from him.
In terms of the actual blowjob, Yuan likes taking it slow. He’s a huge fan of foreplay, so he likes it when you start of small by kissing around his body first as you gradually make your way towards his nether region and then kiss and knead his thighs before even putting your mouth on his cock. It builds anticipation and makes him more desperate to feel your hot mouth envelop him. Even then, he wants you to go slow. Kiss along his length and give it a few licks before focusing on the tip and proceed from there. It drives him wild whenever you take your time worshipping his cock and body.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Jing Yuan’s pace can be either fast or slow depending on what you’re in the mood for, though his preference is slow and deep. He sees no point in rushing the process and would rather take it slow, rolling his hips against yours at a leisurely pace and just enjoying the heat of your walls squeezing around him. If you beg prettily enough, he might be convinced to speed up to a more moderate pace.
He can also be a huge tease and take control of the pace while you’re riding him. You may want to desperately fuck yourself on his cock to chase your peak, but Yuan will just grab your hips and force you to slow down. He’ll manipulate your body with his strong arms to bounce you on his cock at the pace that he wants and will delight in your frustrated reaction and pitiful whines to go faster. And just to mess with you further, he’ll suddenly thrust up into you at a quickened pace a few times and then go back to that slow pace, all with an amused smile on his lips.
That said, he can fuck you at a faster and harder pace, too. Although it’s not his preference, sometimes the mood calls for a more primal fuck, which he can grant. He’ll grab your hips to hold you steady or pin you down with his body and snap his hips in sharp, quick thrusts that fill the room with the sounds of slapping skin. His stamina is good enough that he can maintain that pace for a while without faltering, which is helpful in getting you to cum faster.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Quickies are just what Jing Yuan needs sometimes. If he’s having a stressful or boring day at work, or he’s tired of slaving away over his desk reading documents, he’ll slip out during his break to see you for a quick romp or some oral sex. A quickie gets rid of stress and clears his head which helps him focus on his work better, plus it’s an excuse to see you again.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Since he has lived a long time and experienced a variety of kinks, Jing Yuan is down to try new things for the sake of novelty, but only if they’re reasonable. Nothing extreme like pain play, exhibitionism, or things that could potentially damage your bodies. Aside from that, even if it’s not a kink he’s interested in, he’s willing to try it at least once to know what it’s about.
Some things he is open to experimenting with are temperature and pet play, roleplay, power play, collars and leashes, and threesomes with a person you both trusted.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Yuan may appear lazy, but his stamina is high from all the years he spent training and honing his combat skills in battle. Even now, he still works out to stay in shape in case he needs to fight, so his stamina hasn’t waned much. As such, he can last for quite a while. Because he likes taking his time with sex, he has fewer but longer rounds—typically one or two is enough for him.
Although his stamina is high, even he craves rest after a strenuous workout. If you still want more after two rounds, he will offer to eat you out, get you off with his fingers, or tell you to ride him because he’s too tired to move. Waiting for him to regain his energy is not an option because Jing Yuan will fall asleep on you, so those three choices are your best bets.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Yuan has used sex toys before and found them a great way to spice things up in the bedroom, but he doesn’t own any himself. He finds it more fun to have sex with a partner than a toy since for one thing, he enjoys watching his partner’s reactions which is something a toy can’t give him, and for another, an attractive partner is far more pleasing to the eye than a mere plastic contraption. Plus, he’s sometimes too lazy to want to clean a toy, so it won’t see much use.
He’s okay with occasionally using toys in the bedroom to keep things interesting but only if they’re easy to use. Jing Yuan is a simple man so he’s not fond of complex toys that have too many buttons or require extensive prep. It’s not that he can’t figure out how they work, but he just doesn’t want to put this much time and effort, especially if he’s already tired. He spends most of his days planning and preparing for all kinds of events, so he just wants to turn his brain off and have fun during sex. He can give the toys a try for the sake of understanding how they work, but he prefers simpler things since they require less effort.
Yuan would prefer that you come to him to sate your lust, but he’s understanding if you want to use toys on yourself if he’s unavailable or too exhausted to have sex. He’ll do his best to not make you rely on them too much.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Jing Yuan likes teasing you a lot, especially physically. He can deny you orgasm to make you beg, change his pace with no warning just to see your reaction, or be a lazy bum and make you work for his affection/more sex. He enjoys watching you turn into a mess from the slightest of touches, like grazing your clit with feather-light touches to build you to orgasm without actually sending you over, lining his cock up with your entrance and feinting a thrust only to slide it through your folds, or stimulating your erogenous zones (like ears or nipples) during a mundane activity like cooking or laundry to make focusing all the harder for you.
He’s a good sport if you toy with him in return, though he’s stubborn about preserving his pride. You need to truly work to see him wrecked because Yuan will do his utmost to stay composed and look unaffected by your teasing even if he’s teetering on the edge of orgasm. He finds it fun, though, and greatly enjoys the attention and plots you cook up to make him unravel.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Yuan is on the quieter side. Even in the bedroom where he lets his voice free, it’s still not very loud. The most frequent sounds he makes are moans, groans, and an occasional grunt and pants when he runs short on breath.
Most of his commentary in the bedroom is teasing directed at you. When edging and denying you orgasm, he might say something like “You can’t take any more? I disagree. You can handle a lot more thank you think, my dear. Have patience, it will feel much better if you refrain from cumming just yet. Unless… you’d like to beg for it~?”
If you purposely try to rile him up for sex through teasing, he might say: “You’re quite the temptress… but I wonder—will you truly be able to handle provoking a sleeping lion?”
He can also say something soft or romantic such as: “Let me take care of you” or “I love seeing you like this. You’re so beautiful.” Followed up with kisses.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Jing Yuan likes lazy morning sex. He usually wakes up early to give himself enough time to get ready at his own pace, which leaves him with enough time for a nice round of leisurely lovemaking. He tries to coax you into it by gently waking you via whispered affections in your ear and loving caresses to your body which progressively get more sexual.
His preferred way of having morning sex is in the spooning position. Yuan is too lazy to get up and move much, and the spooning position gives him the perfect opportunity to lay in bed while only having to move his hips. It also lets him nuzzle your hair and kiss your shoulders easier, which he likes.
The sex itself is leisurely, unhurried, almost gentle. He helps you along by circling a finger around your clit until he gets you over the edge before following after you. Yuan likes morning sex because a good orgasm energizes him to tackle the day ahead and puts him in a good mood.
A morning blowjob would have a similar effect, and he won’t object if you decide to wake him up that way instead.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
(A reminder than girth is circumference and not diameter)
13cm (5.1 inches) in length and 10.5cm (4.1 inches) in diameter. Has one prominent vein and a reddish tip.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Jing Yuan’s sex drive decreased as he grew older. He finds that he doesn’t crave sex as often as he once did. About one or two times a week is enough for him, though he can go more often if you’re someone with a higher libido than him. He will make you work for it, however, just because he wants to see how desperate and creative you can get in your attempts to get him to bed you. He might even turn it into a little game where he pretends to be oblivious to your subtler attempts at seduction or teases you for being horny if you take a more direct approach. Either way, he will relent and give you what you want because at the end of the day, Jing Yuan loves you and wants to take care of all your needs so you can be happy.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Jing Yuan gets sleepy after sex. If you did it in the late evening, then he’ll fall asleep quickly after the fact. Work leaves him tired, and after exhausting the last of his energy reserves on sex, sleeps tugs on his consciousness almost immediately after orgasm. He just scoops you into his arms and collapses on the bed while holding you like a body pillow or lays atop you and passes out.
If he manages to stay awake, Yuan will cuddle with you and nuzzle into your hair or give you lazy kisses while basking in the afterglow and listen to you talk, but he’s not getting out of bed to even clean up. Not unless you throw a huge fuss. His muscles relax as the stress and tension melt away after orgasm, and he swears he could melt into the bed if he tried. He’s comfy the way he is and just doesn’t feel like getting up, especially when the afterglow makes him sleepy.
When it comes to sleeping positions, Yuan likes to spoon you from behind or hug you against him. Either way, he wants to feel you in his arms and be reassured even in sleep that you’re safe. He might seem like a deep sleeper, but he actually wakes up easily if you move or make noise, so he can always tell when you’re trying to get out of his hold. He wakes up when you try to go to the bathroom but falls asleep seconds later trying to wait for you. His arms will instinctively wrap around you when you climb back into bed as if to keep you by his side.
tw/cw: yandere behavior and unhealthy relationship dynamics - coercion and gaslighting; implied NSFW/NONCON but no explicit scenes (phainon is just a creep - groping); reader is gn; not thoroughly proofread/edited
i like to think about childhood-friend!phainon who’s really endeared by old memories of playing tag with you. so, unsurprisingly, when you come back to your hometown after years, the first thing he asks you is to play tag with him.
there, somewhere in a backyard creek, where a flourishing forest sits nearby--a place the two of you used to frequent years ago in your youth--begins a really awkward attempt at playing tag. and at first you reason that the two of you are now far too old to play a children’s game. even as phainon kept pushing the subject, you tried to deter him by offering literally anything else to do with your free time before you gave in and proceeded with the game.
phainon argues it should be fun—it is fun--in a ceremonial twist that two of you can relive such fond memories as grown-ups. and don't you at least owe him this time? you did leave him for a very long, long time with very minimal contact all these years...he just misses being with you!
if you give in to nostalgia, you still can't help but find his insistence a bit off-putting because he’s staring you down, almost shaking, getting handsy all over you as he drags you away, barely minding any of your protests.
playing tag cannot be that fun…memories shared with phainon, you had felt that it was more of a chore than an enjoyable pastime, since more often than not, you ended up with scrapes all over your legs and arms because phainon never really knows how to play soft. and he certainly has yet to learn now; before you could give it much thought, you're already being forced to run as fast as you can.
you’re fully breathing through your mouth, gasping in a hurry with phainon’s loud footsteps thudding right behind you. the sound of his laughter and words cooing your name in a mocking sweetness trails not too far away, no matter how many turns you take and how far of a distance you've crossed. you can't help but feel miserable.
but you still did try your best to keep up with him, even as you began to feel that the awkwardness was slowly morphing into a strange discomfort. you glance at him from the corner of your eyes and see how taller phainon's gotten all these years--longer legs, a bigger build, but that same wild smile on his face when he actively terrorizes you all afternoon. it's like you never left him to begin with.
he kept the same childish disposition: his lack of boundaries, his over-eagerness, and that persistent neediness he’ll always try to excuse as nothing but best friends needing to spend more time with each other, no? and in moments where you just feel slightly off about a situation with whatever phainon reasons with, you can guarantee your feelings will always be overridden by the blatant disregard.
you really have no choice but to deal with this till phainon gets tired and calls it a day.
you can't help but notice the fact that it's only been phainon chasing you down. isn’t the whole point of tag to alternate? he's tagged you way too many times, so it would only make sense that procession should designate you as “it” over the past five turns.
and yet, as phainon tackles you for the umpteenth time and he buzzes about in endless chattering, telling you to go again, and again, and again, until you've grown a headache and your knees begin to ache. and by the time sweat has poked through your clothes and you can barely wheeze a stable breath, you ask, in between each huff, could it be your turn, for a change, to at least run after him?
phainon looks at you, confused, before admitting that it’s no fun if you were to chase after him. no offence, you’ll never be able to catch up to him if he really tried to run away—which he doesn’t have to try anyway. you still wouldn’t be able to catch up. you take offence, but you give up and just decide it's easier to shrug it off.
in reality, childhood-friend!phainon just gets off on the idea of running after you, being able to physically hold you down on the ground and push all his weight onto you. how he gets to squeeze you with his hands and watch as you try to push him off, making those cute whimpering sounds of protest—he knows exactly how uncomfortable you are.
he knows you don’t want him manhandling you like this. he knows you’re just putting up with him for the time being, and all for the wrong reasons; as much as the payoff of giving in to the feeling of his heart rushing through his ears and the thrill of running through the woods, it’ll circle all the way back to you. he rationalizes for that specific reason that it makes him want you even more.
he wonders if you feel his hardened dick as he rubs up behind you--he's not even trying that hard to hide it! surely you must feel him, every inch of him itching to get at you, seizing to pull you down into the dirt with him because he's trying to grab every expanse of your open skin. do you feel him shiver? can you hear him swallow down his moans when you have to wrestle him to push him off of you? do you see how red in the face he gets--how hard it is for him to breathe whenever his skin makes contact with yours? do you see how crazy he gets when he can smell your sweat off of you? he can practically taste you on his lips whenever he straddles you down.
and all the while, you just keep making cute faces and even cuter noises; you’re tempting him--inviting him to act like this with you! if you really didn't want this, you would've said no, right?
go on, keep squirming! phainon will just continue chasing after you, and there's certainly no way he'll ever let you go back to the city now.
Hi, I'm Raven, some might know me from my magical girl! reader fics, some might not, I've changed some stuff a bit. I'm going to try to write more, but I can't promise anything. Just request stuff i guess.
(Chrome yumeshipper btw)
Fandoms I will write for:
- Punishing: Gray Raven (HEAVY on this cuz there's practically just crumbs.);
- Genshin Impact;
- Honkai Star Rail;
- Etheria Restart;
- Ajin demi human.
That's all for now.
My do's and don'ts:
- I will:
> Write fluff, angst, platonic and NSFW *keep in mind I'm 17 at the moment (February 24);
> Only write x reader or canon x reader x canon;
> Mostly non binary, fem and AFAB reader, but I will occasionally write male and AMAB;
> I can write headcanons, drabbles, oneshots (or at least try 😭).
- I won't:
> Write ANY minor x adult OR minor x minor relationships;
> Please do not request any non-con, dub-con (depending on the situation I will write Stalker x Stalker);
> I won't write excessive gore, but it'll depend on the situation and what the fic is about.
That's about all for now, might add stuff down the line. Requests are OPEN.
I embraced {it} close {and} danced (knights of moralis jing yuan and reader)
MAJOR WHA MANGA SPOILERS 93+ | cw: angst, no comfort. no pronouns for reader. 16+ | reader and jing yuan are based on qifrey and olly.
wc: 2.2K
read on ao3
Respect has always gone both ways. Even as children, your radiance made it easy for Jing Yuan to give you the upmost respect, bright amber eyes looking up at yours (now he must crane his neck and peer down at you) with wonder and adoration for your craft and very soul.
So he utters a small prayer before entering your room, sigils keeping cold and strangers out, but bending so easily when he breaches the wards. He waited until you had to depart from the great hall, he's still a coward at heart, forgive him?
Your bedroom, or more so study, after you have decided to invade his bed and heart, is filled with journals, quires, books and pots upon pots of inks and spare pens, even nibs you cycle through and collect when drawing itself becomes tedious. The workstation is less organized, papers strewn everywhere and ink spilled onto used papers, scraped spells and references torn apart. How unusual.
Brushbuddy follows him, curling around your spells and delicate doodles, leading Jing Yuan to a pile of drawings, circles with white tendrils fanning out, dots littering the surface and three rings, the rest shrouded in black. But there's different additions to it—an inverted sigil for trees, another has a leaf, some have details reminiscent of the counterclock spell. Mixing one of the exceptions of forbidden magic with conventional, and somewhat outdated sigils. How foolish of you.
Then the journals. He really shouldn't do this, his morality, the loyalty you gave him would deem this as a horrid breech of your trust. But other than your confidant, he is the Wise in Principles, a knight of Moralis. And duty often calls when unwarranted. Thus he flips through the pages, it starting at the day of his third trial.
If i could forget it, I would be fine not knowing. But then what kind of friend would I be? That curse—he said he was unfamiliar with feeling such kindness—if I had known that my kindness made things worse would I have been cruel instead?
I did something I shouldn't have. I didn't tell Master Feng I wanted to head to the tower, but I had departed with Jing Yuan after he acquired permission from Master Jingliu. then that. I ran in after learning, and barely made it back in time. He won't remember this, but telling him of it would make things worse. I've preserved a piece of his branches in order to study it, decipher if there's a spell in the rings. The curse manifests as a tree, right? Trees have rings, and rings lead to the formation of spells. No matter how archaic I will find the secret.
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It happened again. We kissed, this time. Oh why did I let him? I wanted it too, yes. But those feelings would only exacerbate the spell that keeps him under it's thumb. I've had to redraw the spell, and apply it once more. Would it be easier to just have it handy then apply when needed? He was so soft too… maybe one day, i'll be able to kiss him for real.
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I've carved open the rings of the tree. There's naught to be discovered, the ink is his blood, isn't it? It has dried and spells faintly of iron. Does harvesting ink hurt the tree? It must. It sickens me, but I have to use ink in order to save him, dont i? Why is fate so cruel to him of all people? He already was outcast and lost his memories, Jingliu had fell ill after Baiheng's own illness worsened.
Not to mention my own Master. He committed a sin for Yingxing, bringing him back. But no one wants to do anything, other than keep it under wraps. but they did remove my Master's memories of the spell and witchcraft.
the rest of the page is covered in tears, the ink smudged and text crossed out, too painful for the writer (or reader) to witness. These things he has no recollection of.
Nightmares are things you became privy to, and Jing Yuan had divulged his grief to you, which made the roots take hold once more.
I can't do this anymore. I had to remove his memories again. And again. He passed the fifth test. My brightest, most radiant and kindest star. I want him to be happy. But then I'll kill him, by offering solace and love, won't I?
The worst part is I want it. I want to be close. I, the one destroying him wants that? How could I?
I tried running away. I left the great hall, did odd jobs but then—he found me anyway. He chased me and with an ache I've never seen from that perpetually smiling face permeated his words of love. He then let the branches take over again.
Maybe I'm a fool. I raised my own hand against my one love. I can't leave him. If he falls in love again, will he be destroyed again? I am the only one of us, probably the only person alive cruel enough to do this to him. That's fine. I will be the one to commit an atrocity for his sake.
I had to erase his memories once more. May this be the last I will have to do such a thing.
These gaps in his memories, dates when he fell asleep at your side, your eyes red and voice hoarse, was this all why? You knew about his awful curse from the start and you never told him, only letting him live in this delusion that you were safe, happy, and he never showed himself to you. Yet you willingly shouldered his burden, let him believe he could live as a normal human and be happy, even from a distance.
You were right.
You truly are the only person alive cruel enough to do such a thing. Which is why your most radiant star, will be the kindest, and make sure you will never have to worry for him like this again.
Throes of emotion from him are atypical, rare at best. But he digs, making a bigger mess out of your room in favor of finding answers. And maybe you got close enough to fixing him, for ending this stupid thing.
But your own research halts. You had interrogated brimmed caps, none knowing the answers you seek. Against protocol you met Yingxing, who turned to forbidden magic after his accident, and even he had no clue, the people he now calls his companions unable to offer aid.
It's such an old spell. It is the only way we can perform magic yet it's so cruel. If this is the cost of my magic, of my art then what is the point of ever casting another spell?
Using their ink—their blood—to cast spells that cause nothing but pain is a dishonor. I shall use their ink in a way befitting these unwilling sacrifices.
You had written that in the margins of your encyclopedia, an old book on the movement and nativity of silverwood, but none of these trees have a set environment. Not until you figured out his secret.
A place they were most at home, and their rest only assured when they have truly loved and felt safety.
The roots wriggle in his abdomen, that evil twisting making his head ache. Will you be his home, as you have done in the past? He can't do that to you, your loneliness will make you head to insanity, the years of research gone in a blink of an eye.
Pages spill out of the backtext of the encyclopedia. Sigils and rings that allude to the forbidden, things that have been lost to time, and even instructions on how to draw them on subjects while allowing for minimal pain. The knights will not stand for this.
Before he is a Wise one, he is yours. However you'll have him. But to allow an exception other than the singular one that has been made? another might get a foolish idea just like you, might allow for magic to grow beyond it's rightful scope in bringing joy, serenity to those that have the power to witness it. But all humans want is to live, why can't he wish for the same, to become more human and rid himself of the curse? Pain can only teach so much, and he can only receive so much love before it all leads to ruin. Won't you let him have more? He loses himself, pacing, opening drawers for what? Evidence, hope? all are the same under the gaze of a foolish heart and the duty of a knight.
No invisible ink, all your work laid out in plain sight. All should be confiscated, even if your magic will bring hope to those that deserve it, perhaps his downfall is karma because of his selfishness. Ringing echoes in his ears, his hands shake and drop your tools and vials of ink, but that doesn't matter. He must find your work, must destroy it (but perhaps try it on himself first. No. He can't. That would be a disgrace).
Thinking before acting is never a good thing in these situations. Your footfalls are silent as he paces, reading through your pages of notes.
"Jing Yuan? What are you doing? You rarely visit my quarters…" your voice trails off, his expression stormy as he reads through your new journal, your latest discoveries.
Worst of all is your quire of choice for today has no memory erasing spells, only the kind to repair the roads and to light the way for your travels. "Your brightest, most radiant and kindest star, am I?" A tone reserved for the worst of the brimmed caps, the most foolish of apprentices who think forbidden spells will bolster what does not exist.
The spells.
You lunge forward, reaching for the quire, your latest creation inside. You intended to use it on yourself, the journals as a safety net in case anything goes wrong, and written instruction to be left out, ready for you to read after you apply the spell. It doesn't matter to you how he found it, all that matters is that he doesn't tamper with it and lets you help him, in the capacity you always have been.
locked in a dance, teetering between hope and despair he dodges, mind still reeling from what he has seen. He should contain you, arrest you and erase your memories and send you to the Isle of Oblivion.
Erase…? In a few moves he pins you against the parchment covered bed, forcing you down. "I'm sorry. I know you've done it for me, for us haven't you?"
You nod frantically, your sweat causing the ink on the papers beneath you to seep into your skin.
A kind smile from your love. "Let me help you. Please a-yuan."
The branches crawl out of the socket where his right eye once was. "I cannot allow that. What if someone finds out, and they make me turn my spear against you? Maybe one day you'll find it in yourself to forgive me."
He flips open the quire, the branches receding once he does. This cannot be allowed. You push, tugging and kicking, but your struggle only seems to strengthen his despair, those branches grow even more, but recede just the same. Fighting against you pains him, but knowing what you're fighting for, and so desperately only consoles him. It's cruel of you to reassure him in such a violent manner.
"I'm doing this as your lover, not as a knight. Have that much faith in me, dearest."
"I never blamed you for it." your fate is sealed, his grip near bruising, and you're no match to him physically.
A gentle kiss against your cheek, and with the drop of a leaf, a tear meets your damp face. "I love you, a-yuan."
The last time you said it you had erased his memories, just as he is doing to you.
"I know."
Branches made from ink and the forbidden reach out to you, latching onto the primitive brain and your medulla, extracting and tampering, until you're limp against the bed, his body over yours.
Just as your memory gets erased in seconds, he's gone, the room now colder without him, and the branches receding.
If he took the time to look back, he'd see your fingers twitch, reaching out, but faltering. What are you reaching for? Who do you ache for and desire more than anything else, and why does the name evade you while the scent coalesces into the taste of love and regret?
The answers to your questions will never get answered they way you want it to, and the one these are for will never hear you.
"I guess i worked too hard when I want to the great hall." you laugh, walking out of your old room and into the kitchen, stealing a bite of the meal he's preparing.
"Missed me?" you smile, leaning towards him and waving.
Jing Yuan is quiet, a melancholy look you loathe to see on him, but cannot remember why you react so viscerally to it, and then he smiles, "Perhaps. It's good to have you back."
a/n: I didn't think its angsty enough but idek man.
