#request game

[potatoplace]

SORRY i sent in the request with 💜❤️‍🔥💘 but i meant to add angst (so like a mix of smut and angst) and also 💜 x reader

I'm Good Here

Rhysand x Reader

Warnings: forced bond acceptance, smut, mild angst cause of that (not dub-con, it's mostly sorted before then lol)

Notes: lol you're ALL GOOD don't worry about it 😂 I added a lil fluff towards then end cause I wanna see these two HAPPY, even if it's still a brand new revelation lol. I hope you like it!!

💜 Rhys ❤️‍🔥 smut 💘 mates

18+ only pls

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Dread filled you as a golden tether snapped in your chest, forever binding you to the male in front of you.

Violet eyes went wide for a split second before narrowing, all of his attention now focused solely on you.

This couldn't be happening, you weren't- you weren't even meant to be here. If not for your sister falling ill, you never would have been forced to feed the High Lord sitting on his throne in front of you, you never would have been tied to him for all eternity.

A strong, tanned hand grabbed hold of your wrist, and in an instant you were winnowed out of the throne room of the Hewn City, appearing in a lavishly decorated bedroom.

Already, the heat of the bond was burning within you, even though you had unwittingly accepted it.

Judging from the fire in violet eyes, the same effect was happening to your High Lord.

"Now, now, none of that 'High Lord' business," he purred as he held your hands softly in his. "As my mate, you can call me Rhys. Or whatever you'd prefer, I don't care much so long as you want me."

Want him?

"Yes, my sweet little mate. Y/N, correct?" You nodded slowly, your mind trying to... Reconcile the High Lord you knew to the male in front of you. "Well, Y/N, since we were... unfortunate enough to have the bond accepted with courting," Rhys said, his voice strained. "I'm afraid we don't have much choice in consummating it, but- if you'd wish to leave after, I... All I ask is that you let me offer you protection and provide for you."

You blinked at him, trying to process his words but failing miserably. There was something in them that set your heart at ease, enough to allow you to finally give in to the heat that was now burning through every inch of you.

Your mouth met his firmly, your feet on their tiptoes to reach him. That was all Rhys needed to hoist you into his arms, your legs locking around his hips as he walked the two of you to the bed, gently laying you down and following swiftly after. His lips reconnected, the taste of them sweet from the fruit you'd given him only minutes before, a reminder of the bond pulsing through you.

A tug on the golden thread from him had you gasping, your eyes flying open to meet his, a wicked look dancing in them.

A moment later a tickling sensation breezed across your skin, your eyes looking down to see that your clothes were no more, instead just the slightest hint of dust covering you.

"I'll take my time with you later, but right now, I need to fuck my sweet little mate," Rhys said lowly in your ear, one of his hands already lowered between you.

Just the brush of his cock against your folds had a breathy moan leaving your lips, the noise repeated when he bumped against your clit teasingly.

"Mate," you groaned, letting one of your feet bump his leg.

He let out a chuckle before pressing in slowly, for which you were grateful. Even the overwhelming arousal of the bond wasnt enough to fully prepare you for the stretch, the tiniest bit of pain flaring before it was extinguished by exquisite pleasure.

You both sighed once he was fully seated within you, relishing in the feeling of being so full, and filled by your mate no less.

Your heart sung at the thought, the feeling matched from the other end of the bond.

Moving now, darling, Rhys whispered into your mind, the warning barely preparing you for the snap of his hips, moving out of you only as much as he needed to before burying himself in you once more.

He set a slow, firm pace, increasing as your walls began to flutter.

You could barely breathe when his thumb circled your clit quickly, sending you toppling over the edge after a hard thrust from your mate, a loud moan tumbling from your lips.

Rhys followed you a moment later, his hips twitching as he kissed you, groaning into your mouth when your walls squeezed him before he pulled out.

He stayed over you, his eyes clearer now that the bond had been sated for the moment. "I meant what I said, you know," he said quietly before rolling off of you to your right side, his muscular arms wrapping around you.

"About...?" you trailed off, before it came back to you. "Oh- about me being able to... to leave?" Rhys nodded, a sad look in his eyes. "I... I think... I'm good here, for now."

Stars sparked up in those pretty, violet eyes, a small grin making its way onto his face. "I'm glad to hear that, Y/N. I'm good here, too."

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[moonlightindeepspace]

Welcome to Moonlit shelter!

Or, Moonlight's 100 follower celebration!

Open from: 3/30/26–4/6/26

We have all sorts of pets here, from the mundane to the mystical. Who are you looking to take home?

Our dogs here are the most lovable you could think of, bringing only joy your way~ (request a dog if you want fluff)

Our cats are ready and primed for cuddles, soothing any worries that you may have... (request a cat if you want hurt/comfort)

If you want something a little more adventurous, we have everything from dragons to unicorns to fulfill your wildest curiosities~ (request any mythical creature if you want smut)

Of course, our lovely friends are all trained in a myriad of tricks;

(specify up to two phrases in your request)

"You're my everything."

"I would never leave you."

"Don't leave me..."

"I'm right here."

"I love you."

All our animals have their own way of showing affection, and we want to make sure you get your perfect match~

Some of them can't help themselves from giving you "kisses" with their rough tongues, love shown through tickling and slobber~ (request a "kisses animal" to have kissing be the main method of affection shown)

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Some of them will give you endless headbutts, leaving you with a bruised chin and a full heart~ (request a "headbutt animal" to have light/teasing physical contact be the main method of affection)

And we can't have your pet getting out and lost, can we? Here at Moonlit Shelter, we offer free collars with a myriad of charms;

Sparkling stars, silver glinting in the sunlight (use ✨ for Xavier)

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Fill out your form and send it in my mail, and we'll help you find your dream pet~

(send it all into my askbox)

A/N: Anons will be open for the duration of this event but y'all better BEHAVE okay? Any hate will just get deleted

The asks are open for a week but your request could take like. Who knows how long. I will eventually try to get everyone done but depending on how many asks I get yours could be done anywhere from one month from now to six months from now(hopefully not but I make no promises)

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[maayannarsen-ebook]

today is the tang twins birthday ! Yamato felt generous today and decided to spoil Tang Xuan (and Tang Yun by extension)

What is he going to buy ? You can send a list in the comment or reblog

[imfinereallyy]

Bedside Manner

for @acasualcrossfade request for "the infection has spread"

"Some birdie told me that you have been causing a fuss, Wayne, is that true?"

Wayne huffs from his hospital bed, glasses sliding down his nose. He places the newspaper he was reading on the table beside him. "You tell that Robbie of yours to stop exaggerating. It was only a small request."

Steve raises his eyebrows at his favorite patient (Dustin tells him he isn't supposed to have favorites, but he also used to cry anytime he picked up Max before him when they were younger, so what does he know) and gives him a knowing look. "Robin listens to no man, Wayne, you know this. You're better off sending that message through her wife. Besides, small? She was telling me you refused to have any other nurse help you because I wasn't here last night. Which surprised me since you are always pushing me on about taking a vacation. "

Wayne opens his mouth, but Steve presses on. "And the fact Robin was even in the room means they called a psych consult, so I can only imagine how bad it was."

Wayne grumbles like a little kid being scolded for getting his hands caught in the cookie jar. "Yea, well, it was a bad night, kid."

Steve feels his shoulders sag, he takes off his glasses and rubs a hand down his face before placing them back on. "Sorry, Wayne, I had a bad migraine last night. Nance and Robs wouldn't even let me pass the entrance. Bad news?"

"Kid, don't stress yourself out over me. I'm just your patient, and more so, I am just a cranky old man." Wayne patted Steve's knee as he sat down next to him.

"C'mon, Wayne. You're more than that. I'd like to think seeing you in and out of here the last year has made us friends. Although I gotta say, you're the only friend I have that I'll be glad if I don't get to see again, given the circumstances. So, what's the news?"

"The infection has spread."

Steve takes in a deep breath, he tries not to panic, but any infection in a hospital can be deadly, especially for a cancer patient like Wayne. "Incision site?"

Steve must not be as good at hiding his emotions as he used to be because Wayne jumps to ease his worry. "No, kid, don't worry. The surgery was a success. Just got that hospital fever, the good old bronchitis. But it just means I'm here longer than I have to. It also means my nephew is on edge, and I don't know if I can take a second longer of his hovering."

Steve laughed wetly, thankful for the topic change. "Ah yes, the mysterious nephew of yours that I've never met. The way you talk about him almost tempts me into switching to the day shift, sounds like he might be entertaining. But only almost."

"Always wondered why you were always working the nights, most of the others seem to switch. Not a big fan of the day?"

Steve shakes his head gently, "No, I like the quiet here at night. Like getting to know the patients without having to worry about fixing ten million things. Don't get me wrong, it has its downfalls. Like the doctors can be horrible at night, never tell Dr. Wheeler that or Robbie will kill me, and the food is awful. But there is something special about it here at night. So sorry, your ridiculous nephew isn't enough to tempt me."

Wayne smirked, "What if I told you he was a looker and single?"

Steve blushes slightly. He is used to patients trying to pawn him off to their relatives, it came with being a young male nurse, but typically it didn't phase him. But Steve has become close with Wayne, so hearing him suggest he get together with his nephew has him flustered. "I'm good, Wayne, thanks. Gave up on the dating scene a while ago. Not many people can keep up with a guy who works nights and suffers from severe head trauma."

"Shame, Eddie likes the nights too. I'd reckon yal would get along."

"I'm pretty sure we would need more than that, Wayne."

Wayne smiles fondly at Steve. "You don't need a whole lot to build a connection, son. Me and Linda, god rest her soul, only started dating for our mutual love of mugs. And we may not have had long together, but our love was strong. Besides, there is more yal would have in common than just the night shift."

Steve huffs a laugh, "Oh yea, like what?" The least he can do is humor the man.

"Well, you both care about me deeply."

Steve blushes again, "C'mon, Wayne. I'm your nurse. I'm kinda paid to care."

Wayne won't hear any of it, "No, son, it's more than that. You take your break in here every night. You make sure to record the game at home for me because they only have the news here. And last night, you tried to come in with a migraine, even though we both know I am the only patient you can stand right now."

Steve doesn't know what to say back. Wayne is right, of course. Steve has been spending all of his time with the man, giving him extra care. Steve isn't bad with his other patients, he goes above and beyond most of his coworkers, but there is something special about Wayne.

"You got nothing, kid, you know I'm right. Remind me a lot of my nephew. Before visiting hours ended is when I got the news of having to stay longer. Kid almost threw a fit when they kicked him out. Swore he was gonna break in to stay the night with me. I told him not to worry since you would be there, I brag about you too, ya know. When he found out today you weren't here, that boy threw a fit again. Swear he gets his tantrums from his father. Said he was gonna sneak back in tonight. Make sure I had company. That 'the man' couldn't stop him. That if he ran into you, he was gonna have a word with you."

Steve can't help the snort that shakes his body, "I'd like to see him get passed Hop first."

Wayne starts to chuckle, too, "Eds may have had his fair share of escaping the law, but no man moves as fast as Jim in a security uniform."

Steve is fully laughing now, "I know, right? It's like those pants make him aerodynamic or something. No way your nephew is getting by."

It is almost as if Steve's words summon what happens next. There in the doorway is the most gorgeous man he's ever seen, even though he is bent over and out of breath.

"Eds?" Wayne questions, clearly surprised. Steve has to mask his face and quickly before Wayne catches him ogling his nephew. Steve is finding it difficult, though. The man, Eddie, despite his out-of-breath appearance, is stunning. His long curly hair is thrown up in a bun, showing off the piercings up his ears. His clothes are simple but suiting, ripped jeans and a black band tee. Tattoos cover his entire body, and Steve wants to ask about every single one of them.

The most surprising thing about him isn't that he got by Hop (although he has questions for that later), no the most surprising thing to Steve is that Wayne somehow knew his exact type, which most people assume wrong in that department.

Eddie awakens an old craving inside Steve that he thought he had buried long ago.

"Wayne, you would not believe what I just went to get up here. The story I have for you, oh boy. You're gonna love it. Who knew security guards could move that fast. Anyway, I hope that nurse boy of yours is here tonight because I am ready to—" Eddie stops mid-rant when his eyes land on Steve, a lovely blush blossoming across his pale cheeks.

"I believe what you are trying to say is, what was it, Wayne? Oh yea, 'have a word with me,'" Steve laughs softly.

Eddie sputters, "Wayne!?!" His blushing becomes deeper as the seconds pass by.

Wayne just chuckles as Steve stands. "Don't be mad at your Uncle, I think he was just trying to make me feel better. I am sorry I wasn't here last night for the news. Got my head knocked around too much as a kid—" Steve taps his head with his knuckles, "—so I suffer from migraines sometimes. I really did try to come in, but well—you met Jim. He's pretty fast." Steve worries his lip. Eddie's eyes follow.

"Well, I can't be too mad now, can I?" Eddie swallows nervously before a smirk spreads across his face, switching from shy to confident in two seconds flat. Steve shouldn't be turned on by that. "The pretty face helps too. I'm pretty sure you could convince me to give you my kidney right about now. I'm Eddie, which I know you know by now, and you are...?"

Steve puts his hand out for a shake, "Nurse Harrington. But most people call me Steve."

Eddie grabs his hand gently and brings the back of it to his lips. "Stevie, a pleasure, really." A light kiss is placed on Steve's knuckles. Stevie, he thinks. That's a new one. And he isn't mad about it, at all. In fact, the butterflies in his stomach want him to get Eddie to say it again.

Steve catches Wayne's smug face in the corner of his eye as Steve begins to blush again.

"I'm just gonna—I'll be right back." Steve stutters.

"Leaving so soon?" Eddie says disappointed.

Steve has the sudden urge to fix the frown on his face. "No, no! Just, uh, gonna call Jim and tell him not to send out a search party. That it's okay if you stay. I'll keep an eye on you."

Eddie's face breaks out into a brilliant smile, "Really, Stevie? You gonna keep me around?"

Steve's heart skips a beat, "If I can help it."

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[black-salt-cage]

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[paladinbaby]

naddpod character of your choice and 26!

…i don’t even feel like that girl anymore….

[id: a digital drawing of irina from naddpod. she’s looking sadly over her shoulder. one hand is raised to her chest. her hair is loose. end id.]

[amadeux]

Request game. I'm going to fill my new iPad wallpaper with new faces. Who should I draw next?