❞ 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - synopsis: Lucifer was distracted by his work since he wants to hear your cries ! ♡
❞ warning: nsfw content (18+) + f!sub (afab!reader) + dom!Lucifer + praising + rough sex and fingering + office sex + dacryphilia + overestimated + another round at end + public sex + nipple play
author note: hellooo~!! I apologies for the lack of posting bcs spring semester is getting a bit overwhelming for me <3 anways sorry for the lack of writing and english ♡
Preview: Happy Halloween baby
Pairing: Johnny x Jeno x female reader
Word Count: 3k+
Genre: mean boys club smut, pwop, M/F
Smut Warning: costumes, fake knife play, manhandling, threesome, degradation, slapping, heavy pet play, breeding, multiple orgasms
“Flip a coin.”
“Why?”
“Lands on head, we fuck her. Tails, you guys go.”
The four nod in agreement. Quarter tossed up flipping through the air like slow-motion, landing with a clattering wobble.
“Heads it is.”
synopsis ↬ shouto will do anything for you to join the todoroki bloodline
warnings ↬ BARELY EDITED, arranged marriage, yandere, implied virginity loss, noncon/dubcon? (consent is implied but not said), cheating? (the reader isn't dating but is talking to someone), manipulation, quirk use, dr*gging (aphrodisiac), the reader has a quirk (dual or half-water half-fire), mention of past child abuse, bribery, bride-price (?), you have an ill parent, slow burn with important details in the buildup, mild bakugou slander, orgasm denial, choking, creampie, let me know if I've forgotten something
pairings ↬ yandere!pro-hero!todoroki shouto x f!reader (she/her pronouns used)
word count ↬ 13.4k
Anxious footsteps pace throughout your family's home for the entirety of the day. Nearly every room had been refurbished and decorated with new exquisite objects; vastly different from the usually peaceful and simplistic setting that you were used to. Expensive paintings and unique ornaments are strung along the walls, refining your home while, in the process, making you feel out of place. Various cleaners were brought to help tidy the house while other drastic measures were taken for one 'special' day. Your mother meticulously scrutinized every detail, checking to make sure each nook and cranny was spotless. It took days of countless trial and error for her to feel a sense of security in the newly renovated home. However, while your mother was satisfied with the results, you strongly hated them.
The home you first entered as a newborn and took your first steps into adulthood had been uplifted and changed before your eyes. Of course, your mother wouldn't listen to any of your whining or complaints. Always shutting down your questions or ignoring you when you try to inquire about her strange decisions. By now, you were used to her being dismissive about each of her design choices. When she asked you to assist her in the final preparations, you weren't fazed by her skittish demeanor; she'd been acting like this since the beginning. The whole day was spent cooking and finalizing the decor of your home until your mother could breathe a sigh of relief.
When asking your mother why the preparations were so intricate and time-consuming, as she sliced some vegetables for a stew, she replied:
"The Todoroki Family will be coming over tonight for dinner." She explained her desire to make your home welcoming for them. It had been some years since you had seen the entire family together, specifically the patriarch, Todoroki Enji.
Natsuo and Fuyumi became familiar faces in your family home over the past few months. It was a kind gesture; they would always make sure to stop over and greet your parents after making a brief stop in your town. The eldest brother, Touya, would write you letters despite being detained in Tartarus. After all these years, you had forgotten his face. It wasn't until you saw his arrest on the news a few years ago that you realized how deeply you missed him. Seeing his reappearance made you emotional but after receiving some of his handwritten letters, you felt more at ease although haunted by his actions. Finally, he paid the unfortunate price for his villainous crimes.
The only member of their family you were excited to see was Shoto.
synopsis. He had conquered everything, anything but your heart.
pairings: yandere!king!jungkook x fem!servant reader
header credits. @eerieedits
warnings: yandere, obsession, dark triggering themes, slavery, blood, gore, possessiveness, extreme themes, wars, smut (?), mature themes.
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tba
©aajjks 2024-25. please do not repost, modify, edit or translate.
Hey there, can I request for ROR anubis x modern reader where the reader is bored and try to summon anubis for fun and think it wouldn't work, but it end up working and now there a random Anubis in her room feel free to add what after this ~ thank you
A/N: Gladly anon! I'd love to write about silly little nubby. Hope it's what you wanted ♡
➩ A modern day girl who's favourite interest had always been Egyptian mythology, especially the god Anubis.
Found her adult life to be rather boring, so when she stumbled upon a website that could help her summon these ancient gods.
For fun she tries it, not expecting it to work until she is proven wrong and now Anubis himself has entered the mortal realm, as well as her home.
➩ Reader type: fem!reader.
⚠: Platonic & Romantic Fluff!!
Can you do a innocent!reader x TXT??
Like it's y/N's first time? 😭
—Yeonjun—
Description: I was gonna do all the members but I’m being lazy. So sorry about that
Fem Reader
Warnings: NSFW// virginity loss// fingering// pet names (princess and baby)// unprotected sex// mention of aftercare but i’m being lazy// NOT PROOFREAD
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“How’s that feel, princess.” Yeonjuns head is tilted to the side as he looks down at you. “Good? Uncomfy?”
“S’ weird..” You pout, shifting your hips. “You can move them.” Your boyfriend complys, gently pulling his fingers back, his palm smooshing into your clit as you whine. “Oh- Junnie-“ You draw out as he slowly drags his fingers in and out of you.
Yeonjun smiles at you as your hips jerk up towards his hand. “You’re so sensitive, huh, princess?”
You bite at your lip and nod, a bigger question on your mind. “Are you gonna fuck me?” You whine, blush fighting up your cheeks at the thought.
“Fuck- if you want me to. I will.” Yeonjun curls his fingers into you as he talks, pressing against a spongy spot that has you squirming under him. “Only if you’re ready.”
“‘m ready.” Tears build in your eyes as your boyfriend pushes you into an orgasm unlike one you’ve ever had. “m ready…” You repeat as you come down from your high.
Yeonjun chuffs and shakes his head, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “You’re gonna be the death of me, baby.” He smiles, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss.
You throw your head against the pillows when Yeonjun is done, smushing your face against the cotton as the man above you kisses down your neck to your boobs. Still shaky from your orgasm you softly grip onto his tshirt. “Sensitive.” You can barely get the word out, embarrassment drying up your throat.
“You’re ok, princess.” Yeonjun pushes his sweats down his legs, your eyes widening as you look at his dick for the first time.
You could tell it was big from the times you’ve sat in your boyfriends lap but not this big. “It looks big.” You whisper, turning your blushing face away from his. “Do you think it’ll fit?”
“‘Course it will, your pretty cunt was made for me.” Your legs spread open as he props them up on his thighs, gently pushing his tip against your entrance, his hands holding you by your hips. “I’ll go slow.”
Tears fill your lash line again as Yeonjun painstakingly forces his way inside you, his thumb working gentle circles on your clit as he shushes his whines. “Perfect.” He whispers as he stills, hips flush against yours. “So fucking warm and wet.” He groans, grinding against you. “You’re so good to me, took my dick so perfect.”
Yeonjun drags out of you as steady as he can, fighting every urge to fuck you until you can’t breathe, the fat head of his tip catching on your entrance before he pushes back in. “Feel good?” He asks, anticipating your answer.
“I don’t know, it’s-“
“I know baby, It’ll feel better if I go faster, you ok with that?” He’s picking up speed a little before the sentence even finishes.
Yeonjun shoots you a smile when you nod. One of his hands traveling down to your knee to effortlessly swing your leg over his shoulder, your mouth falling open at the new angle.
“Junnie-“ You whine, pressure building up and slowly turning into something different- “I feel good.” You reach up to grab him, his hand meeting yours in the middle as he sits up on his knees, lifting your hips off the bed. A moan tumbles out of your mouth as he fucks you, still too slow for his liking but faster, slowly drawing you to an orgasm. “I feel good.” You tell him again.
“Me too, your sweet cunts taking me so well, bet I could go faster, huh princess.” You whine in agreement as your boyfriend fucks into you.
A wall of pleasure hits you all at once as Yeonjun goes back to rubbing circles on your swollen clit, broken moans filling the room. “So gooood.” Your hand not holding onto Yeonjun grabs at your pillow, pulling the satin of the case in between your lips.
Yeonjun tuts and pulls the pillow out of your hold, leaning down to take up its space on your chest. “Bite me if you need to but I wanna see your pretty face.” He’s so composed compared to you, but you can tell by the shake in his arms that he’s feeling good.
You whine and pull Yeonjuns hand to your mouth, biting onto his pinky and ring fingers. “I think I’m gonna-“ You cry out as your orgasm hits you like a wall, your boyfriend smiling down at you as he slows down, gently guiding you through it.
“Can I cum inside, baby?” He groans, grinding against you. “Will you let me?” Your vision is blurry but you can make out the smile on Yeonjuns face as you whine out that it’s ok. “So fucking perfect for me.” He groans slowly fucking you until he’s filling you up.
“It’s warm.” You mumble as Yeonjun pulls out, shifting as you get used to the new sensation.
“Course it is.” Yeonjun laughs, pushing your hair out of face. “Let’s get you a shower. We’re sweaty.”
“Course we are.” You mock his tone, kissing him on the cheek as he lifts you out of your bed.
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Unrelated to this but I’ve been watching JJK and kinda thinking about writing TXT as jujutsu sorcerers. AND ALSO how come nobody talks about the potential benefits of Toge’s technique (or cursed speech entirely)? Like… with his technique he could just think it’s funny to tell you to cum when you’re like doing the dishes and you have too… idk… seems like wasted potential to me…
𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: dark fantasy, smut.
𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: Blade X You (Reader)
𝖈𝖜: dubcon, blood drinking, poisoning, period sex, stalking, corruption.
𝖘𝖞𝖓𝖔𝖕𝖘𝖎𝖘:
“When will death come for me? My patience is wearing thin.”
A skilled swordsman, hunter, and consumer of blood, Blade’s name is feared with a body count of over fifty thousand deceased hunters in the battlefield. From hundreds of enemies, he stood amongst other Stellaron Hunters for his ability to ingest blood and guts of mere mortals, something not expected of his kind. Kafka knows this, in fact all his fellow hunters and swordsmen have long figured out his insatiable hunger for the weak and frail.
But in spite of his endless meals since he found the world, he has embarked on a personal quest. That is, to find the perfect mate worth consuming (and perhaps, killing) for the sake of lifting the curse that brought about his immortality.
Blade never played soft with his intentions, and he never portrayed himself as a sweet man with whom he went in for the kill. He was never gentle, not even in his pursuit of the little old you—a fragile princess protected by the security of your father’s kingdom.
You were but a princess confined to four walls for you held on a special ability which was able to slowly kill whoever got ahold of you. After accidentally poisoning your soon-to-be husband in a wedding, your father decided to lock you far away in his other castle, doomed to never experience the beauty of marriage or intimate affairs.
Blade craved death far more than you needed air to breathe, and upon Kafka’s discovery of your existence, she alerts him of a potential cure to his immortality—your soul.
The man himself keeps this in mind, and will stop at nothing but to hunt you down, granting he draws his final breath after one night with you.
𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗’𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊: Smut AHEAD! In case you’re wondering why the lore feels off, it’s because I’ve never played HSR. I am new to the lore, and wrote this because I like Blade and am projecting my fantasies onto him. This is a canon divergence fic, and is self-indulgent. Enjoy!
Banner Credit by the wonderful @cafekitsune.
CHAPTER ONE — CHAPTER TWO.
“It’s that time of the night, am I right, Bladie?” Kafka winked, observing Blade’s growing desperation for a potential meal. “Awwww…..”
“Shut it, Kafka. You shall bear no witness other than my every move, my suffering. I’m getting there…..Hah.” Blade chuckled lowly, panting hard. Placing his hand on the left side of his neck, he felt a blanket of heat enveloping, almost as if Blade was about to get hit with a strange fever. It wasn’t mara striking him again, was it?
“Is it the mara striking you again?”
“Far from it, Kafka.” Blade muttered under his heavy breath. “What I’m feeling is as if there’s this impulse rising within me. It seems as if there’s something violent. It can pounce at me any chance it gets. Hah. Worry not. When this is all over, I’ll finally know the true way out, that is death.”
“I don’t think the princess is around anytime soon,” Kafka added. “You can enter the hard way, which is by fighting the rest of the guards, or sneak into the top floor’s window while bearing some wounds.”
“I have my ways.” Blade replied, his lips forming a smirk. “I can’t let myself falter anytime soon. Kindly be on the lookout for any unwanted guards. Take them out yourself.”
“As you wish, Bladie.” Kafka chuckled, amused at Blade’s harsh expression as he jumped high enough to reach the rooftops of the castle’s main entrance. “Off you go.”
On the top floor’s window led to none other than your very own bedroom. You were, in fact, already drooling while fast asleep that you couldn’t even muster at least some vigilance, given the windows were open. Blade’s entrance was swift and unapologetic, it was in a way where every candlelight was blown out, leaving your room to be cast in a cloak of darkness.
Blade chuckled as he let out a deep breath, the sounds of his clothing being stripped down as he crawled before your queen-sized bed. You let out a yawn, shifting your sleeping position to lay on the other side of the bed. Opening your eyes wide was not a good idea. Pitch blackness met your gaze as you stared back into the ceiling, sensing a presence.
“This can’t be.” you thought. “My bedroom’s candlelight couldn’t have been tampered with now, right?”
You sat upright, staring at the natural night light that entered your room, illuminating certain parts of it. You heard deep sounds of heavy breathing, signifying that there was indeed someone inside your room. Before you could even move an inch from your current position, a thick, long finger was placed on your lips, instantly prohibiting you from speaking a single word.
“Going somewhere, princess?” a bare, topless Blade greeted. You were sitting before him in bed, trying to get away from the man that towered and looked over you.
“Who….who are you?!” you exclaimed. “Get-get away!!!! Get your grubby hands off me, freak!”
Your objections came to a halt as Blade abruptly grabbed both of your arms, pinning them above your head.
“What do you want from me?! Please, I’ll—I’ll do anything! Please, just let me—My father is downstairs!! He’s got guards!! Let me go!!! I’ll scream!”
Objecting further only tightened Blade’s grip on your wrists, earning a heavy, low chuckle to leave his mouth.
“It’s not like you have any choice to resist further,” Blade retorted. “Your father has been drugged for a long time now. As for me, I came here to find the remedy for a curse that has been ‘bestowed’ onto me.”
Recalling the drink that was gifted to your father suddenly resurfaced. Who could have possibly drugged your father? You didn’t know if this was all staged, but you had to prepare yourself for the worst.
“Huh? What curse?”
“I crave death in my palms, for my patience is wearing thin. You, on the other hand, have what I exactly need. That is all there is to it.”
“Who are you? Are you…..immortal?” you asked.
“Not by the time I’m done with you. Your body will be the perfect antidote for me to quench my thirst after eternal rest.”
“Tch. Get away from me.” you spat, struggling to free your wrists from Blade’s tight grasp. “Just because I’m a princess living with a curse that kills people does not give you the right to enter my castle without asking beforehand!”
“A curse? Hah. As much as I would like to know more of your….quirks, I don’t have much time. I am simply here to take what rightfully belongs to me—the feeling of drawing my final breath after I get a taste of your virgin blood. Nothing more. So it’s best if you do as I say.” Blade spat back as he aggressively let go of your arms, moving his hands to the sides of your neck. He used slight brute force to squeeze the sides of your throat harshly to an extent of having your eyeballs feel like they’re popping out. You struggled to scream as Blade strangled you with his strong grip.
You hate how this was turning you on.
“Hah. Such a weak, frail little thing.” Blade sneered, laughing to himself. “You’re perfect for me.”
Letting go of your neck, Blade leaned closer to latch his face near your earlobe, biting it hard as to draw small beads of blood with his bare fangs. His body heat was strong enough to envelop yours with the same temperature. Blade was definitely having the time of his life rutting against you. Biting your earlobe in retaliation to your struggles, he suckled at the blood that oozed from the wound.
Blade was definitely having the time of his life.
“Looks like my sword isn’t the only thing that’s sharp,” he spoke, pulling away from you. He laughed slowly, his voice cracking as he let out a deep breath once again, feeling himself descend into madness. “Whenever I pass by little rabbits like you, I become something else.”
Looking confused, you tried to kick past his body which was on top of yours. “Let go! You monster!!! I’ll call the guards!!”
“There’s no use screaming now, is there, little one?” Blade smirked devilishly. “All of your castle’s guards have been disarmed and killed. It’s not like you have anywhere to run. Now come here…..”
Tears welled up in your eyes, covering your body as you attempted to move backward. However, your efforts were no match for Blade’s strength, his two bare hands meeting your nightgown’s straps and pulling them down as to slowly strip you off your clothing.
“You’re very enticing today.” Blade mocked, his face so close that it met your gaze upon his tall, dark presence. “Did you perhaps need a man to share a bed with you tonight? That’s perfectly fine by me. After all, you have exactly what I need.”
“Fine, I’ll offer my blood! Please!!! Just please, I’ll do anything! Just spare my life!!!” you begged, nagging Blade to sympathize with your pleas.
“Tch. So typical of your kind. People like you have so much will to live, something which I fail to comprehend. But I’ve come not to waste time.” Blade sneered. “Now, let’s keep that mouth of yours shut, shall we? I can hardly wait any longer.”
“What are you—Agh!!!!”
Blade roughly pulled down your nightgown to reveal your tender breasts. Yelping out in shock, you covered your chest in shame and embarrassment. This angered Blade even further as he pounced on top of you, tossing your nightgown elsewhere. Without warning, Blade immediately put one hand on the back of your neck as you lay down. You froze, slowly complying with Blade’s advances, not knowing what he was about to do after he discards you.
With that, he slipped his tongue into your mouth, tasting every bit of courage and pride you had stood up for in your last twenty-two years of existence. Placing his huge hands around your upper back, his tongue explored you with great ease, reading every single struggle you made against his warm, yet harsh touch. There’s a lot of twists and turns, making it hard for you to keep up with his every move. He battled for dominance over the kiss, and was clearly winning without question.
“Mmmmffhhh!!!!” you cried out, subconsciously opening your mouth further and thrusting your tongue outward.
Your struggles only made way for Blade to take full advantage of the kiss, pulling you closer and taking a small bite of your muscle. This caused you to retaliate and push him away, though Blade’s mouth was already ready to suckle your tongue along with its bleeding edge.
Blade didn’t even go easy on you this time. Sucking hard at the muscle, he took all what he could find, be it a drop of blood or a layer of dead skin. He craved death far more than you needed air to breathe, and his animalistic senses fixated on you for the time being, considering you had exactly what he was looking for. He savored the taste of blood and bit down even harder, causing you to grab him by the shoulders in an attempt to pull him away.
It wasn’t like you kissed him back, anyway. Blade was far more dominant than you ever will be.
Tasting you, however, had its limitations. As expected of someone cursed with the ability to kill whoever pursued a sexual relationship with you, the effects of Blade’s kiss was rather surfacing. Blade felt a tinge of bitter aftertaste after over five minutes of a passionate kiss, though he refused to surrender.
Slightly surprised at the taste of your tongue, Blade stopped the kiss and detached his lips from yours.
“Hah. I see….Your body truly puts on a tough front. I can feel my body slowly disintegrating while my carnal instincts can only grow.” Blade chuckled lowly. “See, princess, it wasn’t that hard, right?”
He licked his lips, amused at your bewildered expression. You were beginning to want this. The sounds of sloppy, wet lips parting ways only granted you nothing but a puddle of arousal to well up in your cunt with no filter. Thankfully, it was dark enough for Blade not to notice.
Blade lunged forward once again to whisper in your ear. “This time, I don’t expect you to resist. Give in to it. Show how much you appreciate my efforts.”
𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: gothic lit, dark fantasy, eventual smut.
𝖈𝖜: none, as of the moment.
𝖘𝖞𝖓𝖔𝖕𝖘𝖎𝖘:
“When will death come for me? My patience is wearing thin.”
A skilled swordsman, hunter, and consumer of blood, Blade’s name is feared with a body count of over fifty thousand deceased hunters in the battlefield. From hundreds of enemies, he stood amongst other Stellaron Hunters for his ability to ingest blood and guts of mere mortals, something not expected of his kind. Kafka knows this, in fact all his fellow hunters and swordsmen have long figured out his insatiable hunger for the weak and frail.
But in spite of his endless meals since he found the world, he has embarked on a personal quest. That is, to find the perfect mate worth consuming (and perhaps, killing) for the sake of lifting the curse that brought about his immortality.
Blade never played soft with his intentions, and he never portrayed himself as a sweet man with whom he went in for the kill. He was never gentle, not even in his pursuit of the little old you—a fragile princess protected by the security of your father’s kingdom.
You were but a princess confined to four walls for you held on a special ability which was able to slowly kill whoever got ahold of you. After accidentally poisoning your soon-to-be husband in a wedding, your father decided to lock you far away in his other castle, doomed to never experience the beauty of marriage or intimate affairs.
Blade craved death far more than you needed air to breathe, and upon Kafka’s discovery of your existence, she alerts him of a potential cure to his immortality—your soul.
The man himself keeps this in mind, and will stop at nothing but to hunt you down, granting he draws his final breath after one night with you.
𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗’𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊:
Just a heads up, because I have yet to admit this, but I don’t, and actually never played Honkai Star Rail. So perhaps you can expect some OOC Blade and canon divergence, though I also did some research. However, seeing this man made me go through some kind of brainrot. It’s official. I have the HOTS FOR THIS MAN. So I cooked up this fic.
Minors and ageless blogs don’t interact. I whipped this up last minute because I have a lot of spare time with my hands.
Not proofread. No beta we die like men!
CHAPTER ONE — CHAPTER TWO.
“Bladie…..ravaging your opponent at this point may seem a little….uncalled for. Perhaps you should take some time off.”
A tall, dark-haired man bent over to take a closer inspection of the body laid before him. Stretching out his arm forward to check on the corpse’s eyes, they turned out to be rolled all the way back, signifying that the body was lifeless indeed. Going by the name Blade, he looked up at his fellow Stellaron Hunter Kafka with those ferocious, feisty eyes of crimson hue.
“And what if I don’t?”
Kafka’s smile dropped, Blade hinting at the slightest sign of annoyance as she kept watch on his every move.
“Bladie….we can’t be stuck around dwelling on what’s already been ruined.” Kafka sighed. “You’re out for the princess, remember?”
“Suit yourself. I have yet another soul to devour, should death approach me upon consuming it. Out of my way.”
Thick air engulfed the dark hallways, Blade and Kafka standing before corpses that laid bare on the floor as a result of their attack on your beloved kingdom. After single-handedly killing almost every guard with their lethal weapons, they ensured no one shall be spared. That is, if it means finding the antidote to lifting Blade’s curse.
He was far too stubborn, just far too stubborn. Blade leaned closer onto the corpse’s neck, locating sensitive areas worth having his teeth to sink in. He searched far and wide for an erogenous zone with minimal difficulty, marking his territory by entering a halt once he found the right spot. His face leaned closer to the corpse’s neck in a rather intimate distance; the heat of his breath felt upon as he opened his mouth wide open.
And in that moment, Blade’s sharp canines sank and buried itself into the thin layer of skin. He bit hard enough in a way that sent piercing, prickling pain to the receiver, granting the corpse was still alive to feel the sensation. The approach was harsh, without falter. His teeth sank under and bit hard enough to draw blood. What wasn’t there, however, is its ability to kill upon consumption.
Blade dipped his tongue onto the wound, savoring the beads of blood that leaked out of the fresh cut. Bleh. The taste was nasty, leaving no room for Blade to keep suckling further. Instantly pulling away, he coughed at the sight of the mess he just caused.
“Too much iron. Not a good sign.” Blade scoffed. “Not the best way to bring about the limits of the flesh.”
“Bladie, we don’t wanna waste time. If all you’re searching for is the cure for your condition, I believe it is best if we start looking elsewhere for the princess.” Kafka announced.
“Tch. Fine. But convince me the search will be worth it.”
Kafka and Blade left the blood-stained halls as they embarked on a mission to find remnants of your presence. It was quite a long and tedious journey, traveling across different regions for the sake of finding a worthy cause for Blade’s incoming death.
It was but a miracle that Kafka has established some connections with the divine and spiritual—she recently made friends with a wandering witch amongst the people who told her of a possible cure to immortality. Upon remembering her comrade, she made it an essential task to tell Blade of the good news. Not even the members of the Astral Express knows about this plane of existence, but since Kafka believed helping Blade gave her a sense of fulfillment, she made it a goal to seek an antidote if it meant risking certain abilities. Thankfully, there was not much required of her upon meeting and consulting the witch for help.
“No one here,” Blade observes. “It seems as if this place is abandoned. Not even the Aeons know what happened in these ruins.”
“Let’s just keep searching, alright, Bladie?” Kafka winked.
Keith's route shows how naive and completely unaware Yves is, and on the contrary, how unexpectedly insightful Licht.
I really love this guy, but he usually shows no interest in anything at all, except swordplay and horseback riding… But he notices the smallest details and recognises love affairs… This man is a mystery…
I love it)
Hard thought!!!✨✨
You’ve gone out to get groceries while Yeonjun (or tyun) was sleeping and he woke up and you obviously weren’t there and he couldn’t find his phone and he started crying and prayed you came home and you walked in and saw him crying and asked him what’s wrong and he said that you left him (he has separation anxiety and he never told you cuz he’s scared you would leave him) and Yeonjun told you about it and then you calmed him down and apologised to him then you peppered him in kisses and it turned into you bouncing on his cock softly and whispering things in his ear like “ ‘m sorry Junnie” “you should’ve told me sooner baby” and yappa yappa but like yeah you left Yeonjun to go buy food and it turned into soft makeup sex😭👀✨✨✨✨✨
you can add if you want or remove stuff✌🏼❤️
OML YES YES I love your mind
Switch leaning sub!Yeonjun x fem!reader
𝘼/𝙉: Soft sex with Jun isn’t a want atp it’s a need :(
𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: talk of anxiety, depictions of anxiety, cumming inside (grrrrr), riding, established relationship, lottts of praise
𝙬𝙘: 696
MINORS DNI
When Yeonjun woke up and his hands weren’t wrapped around your body he went into full panic. He was sure there was some logical explanation as to why you weren’t next to him but he couldn’t possibly think straight without you beside him, he should have told you about his anxiety, but he didn’t want you to just think he was clingy and leave him! The more he thought of you being away from him the more he felt the panic rise within him. Tears pricked the corner of his eyes, threatening to fall.
The boy scrambled around looking for his phone, tears now silently streaming down his cheeks. He couldn’t find it anywhere! God knows how long you were going to be, or even if you were going to come back at all, such thoughts clouded the boys head, crying into his hands. He was attempting to dry his eyes and calm himself, what if you walked in and saw him in such a state? You’d probably leave him, and then what? What would the boy do without you? Yeonjun let out another sob at the thought of you forever leaving him, as the front door of your apartment opened.
The boy hadn’t heard you come in due to his cries, so he had no time to attempt to dry his eyes before you find your way to his side, pulling him into you at an attempt to console him. “Yeonjun? What’s wrong my love? Are you okay?”. The boy clung to your side, sobbing into your neck mumbling, “why did you leave me?”. You pulled away from him slightly, telling him you only went to get groceries, that you would’ve told him if he wasn’t asleep.
The boy sat up slightly, drying his eyes and holding your hand in his, “There’s something I need to tell you,”. You look at the boy worriedly, questioning if he was ok. The boy began to explain his separation anxiety, which was why you walked in on him in tears, “I just didn’t want you to leave me, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,”. You squeeze his hands, muttering that he didn’t need to be sorry and that, “I’m never going to leave you baby, I promise I’ll tell you next time okay?”. The boy nodded, eyes still slightly watering, he looked so pretty like this. “How about I make it up to you hm?”
“Fuck Yeonjun, you’re so pretty,” you whispered, bouncing on the boys cock, as he fell back against the bed with a whine. You grabbed his hands, pulling him up to meet you again, “wanna be close to you Junnie,”. You felt the boys hands reach around your back, pulling you impossibly closer to him while leaving kisses along your neck, occasionally leaving faint love bites.
As you could feel your movements get slower due to loosing strength, you resorted to grinding down on Yeonjuns dick instead, leading to him tipping his head back letting out a breathy, “fuck _____,”. You squeezed on his dick occasionally, leading to him fucking into you as you muttered sweet nothings into his ears.
“You’re so god for me Jjunie,”
“I’m sorry baby,”
“You should have told me jjun,”
You felt Yeonjuns thrusts into you get staggered and sloppy as he neared his edge. The boy leaned forward to lean his head on your shoulder, grabbing your hips firmly as he began to push you up and brown on his cock, eyes rolling back at the feeling of your gummy walls against his sensitive dick. “F- Fuck, g- gonna cum okay? Can I cum inside, just this once promise?” You nodded, not even registering what the boy was asking. As Yeonjun pressed you down onto his cock on final time you felt him release inside of you, quickly followed by your own release as Yeonjun let out an almost pornographic moan.
“You’re so good Jjunie,” you whisper, pulling his hair behind his ear and kissing his cheek. The boy smiles into your touch, letting his hands fall to your hips, muttering a, “let’s just stay like this for a while,” before he began kissing your neck once again.
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STOP BECAUSE WITH THIS JUN???
kinktober: day 9 + manipulation
pairings: yeonjun x f!reader
warnings: manipulator!yeonjun x (kinda) innocent!reaader, manipulation, unprotected, (noncon at first), oral (f receiving), missionary
yeonjun is your closest friend since high school, both of you are complete opposites. he was popular, athletic, and had good grades, making him every girl's ideal type. Well, you can't blame them. yeonjun is a total package, embodying everything one could desire in a guy. he's like the living standard of a man.
txt as 5sos songs: you look so perfect.
Summary: yeonjun is a well known, attractive, and respected. you two are total opposites. the last thing that you would expect is for him to take interest in you. first meeting you at a coffee shop, he beomes a regular. constantly coming back to visit, but not just for the iced americanos.
Reposts are always appreciated/encouraged!! Tumblr works on reblogs not likes, Thank you for your support :)
Tags: nonidol!yj, popular!yj, campuscrush!yj, shy!asocial!reader, total opposites, opposites attract, yeonjun is so sweet and gives lots of reassurance, reader is a little angsty but still a lovely mc!
SMUT! MDNI 18+ only!
Warnings: dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, afab!reader, virgin!reader, unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), fingering, mating press, creampie, bigdick!yeonjun,this one is more on the vanilla side.
Word count: 5k words
Note: this story contains smut so minors pls DNI! I mean it, if I see you interacting i will be blocking you. hellowwww!! a lot of people really liked the preview so, heres the full thing hehe. i like half assed with the proof read so let me know if i've missed any typos, tags or warnings!! my lovely Taehyun will be after this one :)
happy reading ~
requested <3
PAIRING ! txt x f!reader
WC ! 4k
GENRE ! fluff, crack
WARNINGS ! jealousy, slight insecurities, strangers asking u out
a/n: the readmore cut actually worked for once a tear rolled down my leg . ty for the req nonie hope u enjoy !
// CHOI SOOBIN !
Thriller AU set in the 1800s with Head Detective!Yeonjun x Assistant Detective!YN having to solve a murder case together. Until YN stumbles upon secrets Yeonjun is hiding.
Should I….?
