The First Years Crushing On You

no, but it's really CUTE tho......!!!!!!❣️❣️💘 😫 [x]

—✯ KNEE SOCKS

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cw. 18+ mdni. afab!reader, phone/video sex, established relationship, lingerie, masturbation, HAPPY SAE DAY

"Three."

ITOSHI SAE watches both in fascination and bitter pride as you choke on your own spit. Your nail slowly taps against the side of the vibrator, clicking in the microphone.

Sae clicks his tongue impatiently when you pout at him through the camera, glaring at his stupidly handsome face. "At least let me catch my breath," you glower, burrowing your head against the pillow beneath your cheek.

"Stop stalling. Three."

"Wait—"

"You don't want to disappoint me, do you?"

You seem to contemplate his words for a moment, casting him a shy, tentative glance before you shake your head. The silky lingerie hugging your body slips when you adjust yourself, and Sae can't help the way his eyes gravitate toward the extra flesh spilling over the edge of your thigh-highs.

He grunts, giving himself a squeeze through his sweats at the show. You hesitantly increase the speed of the vibe to three and sputter, pulling it away from your clit in surprise before slowly drawing it against you again.

Some people would think that Sae's favourite view is a vast green pitch crawling with talent. Others would think that it's the sea, wide and sparkling under the sun.

All those idiots are wrong.

His favourite view would always be you on your knees, fists pulled tight around whatever you can grab, face pushed down—helpless and wanting him more than anything in the world. Nothing makes his blood boil hotter.

"Wish you were—" your words tumble into nonsense, high-pitched babbles and whines until the toy slips a little, giving you a chance to speak. "Wish you were here."

"Yeah? Greedy girl, can't get enough, hm?"

"S’not as good without you," you sniffle, feet kicking up and down. They thud softly against the mattress as you writhe, forcing yourself to look at the camera.

The thing Sae hates the most about Spain is that he's confined to a video chat. His fingers twitch, instinctively wanting to reach out to grab you by the hips and give you that little extra help he knows you need.

"I know you can do it," he croons, and through the video you can see his head tilt to the side almost mockingly. "Or do you need me to fuck you that bad?"

You hiccup and shake your head again, pulling your knees closer to your body and angling yourself better for him to see. He almost smiles at the sight—that constant determination he adores so much about you.

The new angle makes you breathless, face turning into the pillow as you gasp and squeal. Sae was more careful with his ministrations than you were with this stupid piece of plastic. 

"That's it," he presses, hips jutting against the fabric of his own pants to try and find some friction. "So pretty."

You cry and cry and cry, voice breaking the longer play with yourself. "Sae," you pant, muffled by the pillow. "Sae... Wanna cum, please? Can I?"

He hums low, agonizingly indecisive. Then, finally,

"Go on."

It only takes a few seconds before you sob, feet kicking again while you cum. Sae is about to laugh when you shake so hard the propped-up phone almost topples over. It gets caught in his throat when you pull the toy away and he can see the slick glistening down its side in the light.

Sae is transfixed. His fingers slip past the elastic of his waist band before he can stop himself and he lets out the tiniest of groans when he squeezes his length proper.

Sticky cum coats his thumb when he swipes over the tip with it, but it's not enough. He needs more. He'd always need more of you—maybe even more than you needed him.

He would never admit that to you, though.

"Again."

malleus who finds joy in chores

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the ramshackle sheets & curtains are very fresh after that day

❧ You try attacking them.

Pairings: Ferid, Shinya, Mikaela

(Yandere, Abusive relationships, blood, drug use)

⤷ Ferid

—you must have lost all hope for your life/well-being if you were to try this. Previous punishments resulted in broken bones or Ferid forcing himself on you so that you would “make up” to him for doing what you’re aren’t told. So, instead of waiting around for a savior—you decide to kill him or injure him at least.

—you didn’t get far, as soon as you stroked him with your dominant hand—he moved back, quickly. You knew he was a vampire but you swore that you caught him off guard this time, you were wrong. “Ah, you’re causing trouble again. I thought we solved this last time, but apparently not.”

—Ferid fractured your hand. “This will teach you to not attack your lover, ever again.”

⤷ Shinya

—Shinya was teaching you how to shoot, to defend yourself when he wasn’t around. The only thing you wanted to defend yourself from was him. You managed to persuade him to get you out of the house, and into an open field. This plan took a while to forge but you had it nailed down in your mind.

—As soon as Shinya taught you how to shoot, you immediately turned around to shoot Shinya with his shotgun. Shinya reacts quickly disarming you with the gun and head-butting you with the stock. You stumble back from the impact and the pain. Blood starts to drip down from your nose and you assumed he broke it. You feel a sharp pain in your shoulder as Shinya infects you with some type of drug.

—you wake up in the room that you always end up in, after trying so hard to get away from it. “You’ll be coming out when I can completely trust you.” Shinya walks out of the room and locks the cemented door behind him, leaving you trapped once again.

⤷ Mikaela

—Very attentive and aware of his surroundings, so it’s hard to pin him down. Mikaela swears that every time he takes his eyes off of you, you’re up to something to ruin your relationship with him. Don’t you understand that these vampires can hurt you? He will protect you, but you’re not allowing him to do that.

—Mikaela prepared dinner for you and sat down at the table across from you. A small table. As usual, you don’t utter any words and play with the chains on your wrists. The cuffs make imprints on your wrists—telling a story of how long they’ve been on. Mikaela only had to take extreme measures because of your last attempt. You pick up your fork and poke the edge of the wooden table with it. “Aren’t you going to eat?” Mikaela words ring in your ears and you turn your head towards him.

— Food isn’t on your mind, killing him is. You don’t think as you stab his hand that’s resting on the table, and you aren’t taken aback when he doesn’t react to it. You don’t freeze—you run. You run to the nearest exit knowing how to get free without a key. You don’t make it in time though as you’re pulled by your leg and you hit your head on the ground—making you unconscious.

—you wake up, tied to the bed, and see Mikaela, In front of the bed, sitting in a chair while twisting a knife in his hands. “Finally awake?” He looks up and those blonde locks cover his lifeless blue eyes once again. “I just wanted to give you a heads up, you’ll feel extreme amounts of pain from what I’m about to do to you.”

Always an angel never a God

• Trying to escape from being locked up.

{part 2 'end'}

@ran221ri

Hope you enjoy with my translate ♡.

Honkai Star Rail Men + One Bed Trope

Pairing: Blade, Caelus, Dan Heng, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Welt x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, suggestive, mention of boners, grinding, cuddles, literal sleeping together, kissing, biting, possessiveness, teasing, size difference

A/N: One of my favorite tropes to use in fiction so you bet I will write it for my new favorite blorbos.

Blade would smirk and wiggle his eyebrows at you when he saw the single bed, be half way out of his clothes by the time you finished complaining about it too. You can sleep on the floor if you want but he is for sure gonna be sleeping in the bed. You lay beside him somewhat begrudgingly, that cocky asshole smirk all over his face as he pulls you closer and asks you if you want to know all the things he wants to do to you in this bed.

Caelus is already on the floor by the time you get back from complaining about the single bed. He doesn't really mind sleeping down there, he's slept in worse places and he doesn't want your back to hurt later. He is very surprised when you offer to share the bed. Yeah you'd been dating but... sharing a bed so soon is, well its a lot. Its cute how red his face is just from laying next to you and how quickly he turns his back on you when you give him a kiss on the cheer for good night.

Dan Heng doesn't see what the big deal in it is. You've slept side by side many times in the past, this shouldn't be much different right? Its what he thought before he realized you'd be pressed together all night. He failed to anticipate this factor and now he's dealing with one awkward situation downstairs. What did you expect? He's a man who's in bed with his gorgeous girlfriend and has her body rubbing against his, of course he's gonna have... that kind of reaction. Take care of it for him?! Oh, well... you don't have to, unless it really bothers you and you want to sleep without it pressing against you.

Gepard not only offers to be on the floor but to sleep outside, guarding the room all night. Absolutely not, no boyfriend of yours is doing either of those things. Or is he saying that as a knight he can't control himself around his girlfriend when they're in the same bed? He... he can but he can't promise he can't have any inappropriate thoughts, especially not when you're so close and pulling him in for a deep kiss, of course he's gonna react by grinding his hips against yours.

Jing Yuan picks you up right away and lays you on his chest. You can just sleep like this, you're smaller then he is and you can have his whole body as your bed. A bit hard yes, some places more then others but he can promise you not to touch you unless you ask and he will also keep you warm and save all night, chase any nightmares you might have away and give you all the kisses you want for goodnight and good morning.

Welt is pretty relaxed as he starts getting ready for bed and inviting you to sleep next to him. If you really don't want to he can ask for a different room but there's no guarantee he will get one this late at night. He can put as much space between you two as needed, or he is able too but if its okay with you he would really like to embrace you properly tonight and... well he's wanted to for a while but maybe you can take the next step tonight?

the kaisaerinsagi rivalry goes so hard like imagine dating them (seperate of course) and you’re out wearing one of their jerseys whilst you’re shopping, and they all have a number one on their jerseys (3 number 10s 😭😭) so the press mistakes you as one of the other’s girlfriend instead of his and he gets soo mad.

imagine sae’s reaction to the public thinking you’re dating isagi or someone, he wouldn’t even be mad just jealous. “huh? how can anyone even get me and that lukewarm striker confused. our jerseys aren’t even the same colour.” he’s genuinely baffled, and he’s not trying to be insulting either; he’s just speaking his truth. he knows you’re his, but he’s so lost at how they could ever confuse you as the girlfriend of one of those other 3 idiots. his face is just blank, the same as always, and you just laugh a bit. and he’s even more confused now, what’s so funny? “why are you laughing?” he would ask, whilst giving you that same blank stare. oh sae itoshi PLEASE never change. you just laugh again and pinch his cheeks like he’s a baby and give him a kiss. “no reason, love you” he just rolls his eyes at you and pecks your cheek back. “i’m being serious, you know.” itoshi sae never change please you’re too cute.

rin would be the opposite, having everyone thinking you were dating isagi or sae especially makes him so angry. “tsk, those lukewarm idiots. how tepid. why would you ever date someone as low level and shit as them. fucking stupid.” he’s seething, to put it very very lightly. he’s holding you against the wall as you’re still in his jersey, giving YOU the dead eye, as if you somehow orchestrated this huge misunderstanding. rin is a jealous guy, he really is; and the only thing he truly won for himself is you. so when it’s even suggested you could be in the hands of those other two losers he feels his insides tie themselves up into a knot of pure and unbridled anger. “r-rin you’re hurting meee” you whine up at him as he presses you against the wall harder and bites at your fragile neck. “no, need to show everyone you’re mine” oh rin-rin, you’re so jealous. he is truly the cutest. with those killer eyes but really cute pout and the way his hair falls over his face making him look like a stupid emo, itoshi rin you will never win the idgaf war.

isagi wouldn’t be as mad, he would be a bit of both, confused but a little jealous. “how can they even mistake the number 11 for any of THEIR numbers anyway???” he’s so confused, everyone is contemplating whether you’re dating him, kaiser, sae or rin. it’s obviously him? come on, he is number 11 and only him and kaiser share the same jersey as of now, how stupid? he’s following you around the house like a puppy asking you these questions nonstop, you can tell he’s jealous. he has his cute scowl as he’s asking. “yoichi i really don’t know-“ he interrupts you. “maybe your hair was covering the other 1? that has to be it. fine, next time don’t leave the house without a ponytail or i’ll-“ you just shut him up with a kiss, and when you pull away you giggle up at him. “i know i know, you don’t gotta be so jealous y’know, next time i go out i’ll make sure to show off your number ‘kay yoichi?” and he’s happy with that. isagi yoichi’s smile is so precious, it really is. he pulls you in for another kiss. “yeah, okay, want everyone to know you’re my girlfriend only.” even his jealousy is cute. isagi is simply just the cutest boyfriend in the world.

kaiser would not be like the others. if rin’s anger was nasty imagine kaiser’s, he would be literally losing his mind. sitting in his fancy robe sipping champagne with his glasses whilst having ness next to him, using the tv remote to go through all of the posts and theories being posted online. kaiser is madddd mad. he slams his fist down on the arm of the chair and growls a bit. “really, yoichi? fucking yoichi? and that shithead from pxg who can’t even keep his tongue in his mouth? the other itoshi brother? please, when i get into re al all he’s going to be doing is feeding me passes anyway” he scoffs. and ness diligently nods. “yeah, they’re all shit, shitty trash and below you kaiser!” and as kaiser sends ness off to go pour him another glass, you walk into the room. it’s just you two now, and boy is he angry. “have you fucking seen this, prinzessin? what insanity this is” he laughs a little. but he’s not humoured, you really love kaiser but jesus christ he acts like a fucking psycho sometimes. “i have” he just looks at you annoyed again, but still wearing that freakish smile. ew. “and why did you let your hair cover MY number? MY name? are you not proud to wear the jersey of a prodigy? are you fucking stupid or something.” he’s so condescending, pulling your hair again now. “m-micha- was an accident- was windy- c’mon stop- won’t happen again” and he releases his grip just a bit. he takes a sip of the very last droplets of champagne in his glass and looks at you again. “mmm, sorry engel, you know how i get, just love you soo much” he coos at you sweetly. and you fall for it every time. “it’s okay love you too micha.” and you really do know how he gets, as you walk past the room, you brush past ness a bit as he’s bringing kaiser back another bottle of champagne. you shudder, you’ve heard how your boyfriend treats that boy sometimes, you’re thankful you’re on the receiving end of his sweetness and not whatever that is. poor guy, you think as you walk out and shut the door behind you.

Yandere of your choice with a s/o who misses their family? What would be the yandere reaction??

me first, family last| yandere! dottore x reader

content warning: manipulation and dottore is very controlling

"you miss your family all of a sudden? why is that?"

dottore's tone lacked any true interest in the conversation, but he asked anyway because he knew it would make you feel better.

"I've felt this way for a while now... and i just miss them, it's been so long since i saw them," you replied, your legs swinging on the edge of his work table, watching as he cleaned up his laboratory.

"how long has it been since you last saw your family, (y/n)?" dottore asked, as he ran a cloth across his counter, briefly glancing back at you.

"years. it's been years... and, I want to see them again," you hesitated to say that, wondering how dottore would react and respond but you needed to get it out.

dottore paused, why didn't he foresee this? looking back to the beginning of the conversation, of course, you were going to say that. of course, you'd want to go home. he sighed, gripping the cloth into his hand before asking, "did you part with your family on good terms?"

"kind of... they didn't want me to leave, but I wanted to, so I did... even though they didn't want me to," you pursed your lips. maybe they don't want to see me?

"hm," dottore dropped his cloth and turned to face you, "they wouldn't care if you came to see them... especially after so long. it's best to not waste breath over trifle matters such as that... get up, (y/n,)" dottore tapped at your knee and you got off his work table.

dottore dripped some cleaning solution onto the table before wiping it off. "wouldn't that mean they'd be happy to see me?" you back away towards the door, watching as dottore swiftly moved around his laboratory while he cleaned.

"no. they've most likely already gotten over you leaving and accepted they'd never see you again. surprising them wouldn't be the best thing to do." dottore turned to face you again, and did a small "shoo" motion before cleaning the door.

"but... what if they DO want to see me? what if they miss me? i- I miss them, I want to see them... i-"

"oh, hush. what are the chances that they truly miss you? you left them, what makes you think they'll want to see you?" dottore tuts, watching as your expression went from neutral to upset.

and without another word you turned on your heels and left, slamming the door behind yourself.

the next few days were terrible.

you were obviously unsatisfied with your last conversation with dottore but there was only so much he could do to smooth this out.

he could let you visit your family but there was a problem - a year back he had a segment of his report to your family that you had disappeared a few weeks after making it to sumeru.

he could find a way to wipe the memories of your family from your head but such an advanced thing would take quite some time to perfect.

or he could simply not let you leave this manor ever again.

he was leaning towards the last option the most.

... or he could let you visit your family under the surveillance of a segment - your least favorite clone to be specific.

the sole purpose of that segment was to ruin any trip you went on. whenever you want to leave the manor, dottore lets you leave with the segment and each time you come back to the manor, you're upset, frustrated, or in tears, crying about how much you hate that segment.

he did this with the idea that one day you'll get tired of having to go out with that segment and just choose to stay at the manor with him instead of going anywhere.

so with that in mind, dottore prepared a trip for you to visit your family. dottore approached you one morning, you were sleeping at the dining table, and he seated himself beside you and placed a hand on your back, and you jolted away.

"hm?"

"if you're still wanting to visit your family, I've planned a trip for you to visit them, it will be brief, though. you'll see them then come back immediately, understood?"

"you're letting me see them? thank you! than-"

"go get dressed, your ride awaits you." he then stood up and left the dining room.

dottore heard you rushing around, getting prepared, fixing your hair, getting dressed, and packing clothes. your heart was beating violently against your chest, and you were excited.

you dragged your bag behind you and pushed through the front door and that's when you saw him, dottore's worst segment.

he stood at the side of the carriage, tall and proud. you shook your head, turning on your heels, about to go back in to complain to dottore but before you could, the segment grabbed your arm and said, "come now, we must hurry to the port or else, we may get left behind."

you grieved silently as he helped you into the carriage.

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needless to say, you came back to the manor in tears and with a tight fist. dottore brought you in, a hand on your back as he tried to counsel you.

"t-they weren't even there! they were gone! I... I couldn't when see them," you cried, shrugging dottore's hands off of you, "I'm so mad! I hate that... that clone of you-"

"drink this (y/n), and explain to me why you couldn't see your family..." you sniffled as dottore placed a warm drink into your hands, you parted your lips to speak but, "ah ah, drink this first," dottore pushed the drink towards you and you took a sip from it.

"they moved... i- I don't know where they are! they're gone... gone forever, I'll never see them again, never again." you cried, unable to control the distaste you felt.

"it's all going to be okay," dottore tilted your chin up, "this is not the end of the world, (y/n), your world shouldn't revolve around them," dottore then pinched your chin before releasing you from his hold.

this was, of course, a part of his plan, he figured he might as well make sure you never worry about your family again, they were just hindering you.

and they weren't gone forever, heh, just on a SMALL trip. upon hearing the news that their house was infested, (thanks to dottore and his segments) they'd have to leave so the infestation could be dealt with, that's all.

at that moment you went quiet and silently wept.

these are the moments that count, dottore reminded himself before taking the drink from your hand and putting an arm around you, he pulled you against himself.

"is my company not enough for you, (y/n)?"

you shook your head and mumbled into his shirt, "it's just... i just miss my family."

Childe Announcing that He's Married - Drabble

Yandere! Childe x Fem! Reader

Forced marriage

He held up his left hand with a playful grin, even wiggling his fingers to draw more attention to the silver band around his ring finger.

Both the traveler and Paimon gawked at the jewelry with shocked expressions, like their eyes were gonna pop out of their heads at any moment.

“Paimon thought you were lying when you said you were married,” she squealed in her usual high pitched voice and the traveler merely nodded along in agreement.

Childe scoffed and dramatically feigned pain in his chest, “Who would lie about such a thing?”

The blonde and Paimon both looked at each other, then back at Childe who still had a glowing grin on his face. He lied about literally almost everything. Him lying about this was more believable than him actually marrying someone.

“Then how come we never see your wife?” Paimon asked, trying to drill him into making a mistake and having this whole fib fall apart.

“And take her into the dangers of my job? Never! She stays in Snezhnaya,”

Paimon thought for a moment, that did sound pretty believable, “Then where is she now? Still at home?”

Childe shook his head then turned and pointed to where you sat at a cafe. Wearing traditional Liyue hanfu, you sipped your tea in silence. Your expression was sad, a look of longing as you watched the dragon dancers and the people popping firecrackers, it was a celebration.

Two armed Fatui guards stood at your side, whether they were there to protect you or keep you from running was debatable, but their presence meant that no one approached you.

When you felt Childe looking over at you, you gave him a weak smile. It looked forced and fearful with the way your lips were shaking, but he still swooned regardless.

“I let her out for the lantern rite,”