꒰warnings꒱ not proofread…:3
⠀꒲ ` synopsis . . . how would your significant other react when you give them a friendship bracelet made by your own kind hands?
⠀꒲ ` characters . . . diluc, kazuha, kokomi, scaramouche, heizou, itto, cyno, lyney, lynette, freminet, furina, neuvillette, navia, ga ming, chiori, arlecchino
⠀꒲ ` notes . . . this reminded of primary school days of making randomly coloured loom band bracelets…sniffles, the good ol’ days of giving your crush bundled up daisies that had bugs on them from the schools yard and then immediately running away (i am a lesbian i had no such experience in just talking for the sake of poetry ☆〜(ゝ。∂)
R. DILUC — 迪卢克
“what’s this, my love?” he cautiously surveyed the tiny strings and charms with a shocked yet rather satisfied expression. so this is what you were so focused on for the last couple hours…? he can’t help but feel slightly relieved that instead of wasting away at work you were merely crafting a cutely childish gift for him.
“it’s a friendship bracelet! look, i even managed to find these cute strawberry charms for you.” you laughed and start fiddling with the short strands near his scalp, fiddling with them and folding them over to create a stem-like shape.
diluc softly exhaled in amusement, wrapping the small piece of jewellery around his already bedazzled wrist. it takes him a real good second to actually realise what you just said. awkwardly coughing into his hand, diluc catches your attention, “darling, you do realise we’re married?”
a smile possesses your face as you hook your arm with his. “of course i do! i just thought it’d be cute, you know?” he smiled in response.
diluc is no stranger to friendship bracelets. after all, him and kaeya used to make those for each other all the time. sometimes that young triplet consisting of a very dedicated jean, a shy kaeya and a mischievous diluc (sometimes a cutsey barbara who tried to eat the beads) would gather together to create and exchange such bracelets.
a tradition that diluc might’ve let go of but had never forgotten. when you go to sleep at night diluc immediately places your bracelet into a drawer where he kept all of the ones from his childhood.
K. KAZUHA — 枫原万叶
“is this a friendship bracelet? that’s very considerate of you, my love.” kazuha tilts your chin to press a feather-light kiss onto your lips, his touch so tender it was like being touched by sunlight itself. “but i thought we were passed our journey of friendship?” his hand travel down to your hips. squeezing them intently to bring you close to his flowery scent.
“or do i need to remind you that we’re lovers?” taking your hand in his, kazuha leaned his head down to press his lips against your knuckles, eyes peeking through his bangs as if to entice you. and, well, of course it did. kazuha knew just a simple glance at you paired with an affectionate grin was enough to lure you into loving his arms.
kazuha didn’t expect for a piece of handmade jewellery consisting of maple leaf charms with red string to become so sentimental to him, but it was only a matter of time till the bracelet helped become an engraved memory of you. he’d kiss it each time you were apart, hold it up against moonlight while stargazing, trying to illustrate your figure within a constellation.
wandering became more exciting. he’d get to slowly part from your lips, while still having a perpetual reminder of the love you shared with a few pieces of strings tied to his wrist alone.
kazuha, though content with this, always secretly craved to hear the sound of your voice as you called his name and reached out to him. however, within his life he’s learned one thing that has truly stood out; it’s the small things in life that mirror true beauty.
S. KOKOMI — 珊瑚宫心海
“your excellency? what is that on your wrist?” gorou tilted his head curiously, his ears twitching in tandem.
“hm? oh, this?” she shakes the coral coloured bracelet, making the beads and fish charms jingle excitedly as if they were jumping within sea waves. “haha, [name] gave it to me. it’s a friendship bracelet!” kokomi shows it off with pride, a flutter of flapping fins hit her ribcage in the form of her beating heart at the prospect of people seeing the deepness of your ocean-depth bond with just a few beads on a string.
burnout is utterly debilitating. as kokomi spends only a few minutes in her recluse corner within watatsumi, even the shimmering of pearls and the quiet sound of the shore isn’t enough to bring her fragmented energy to rest. nesting her head upon the bundled arms that laid carefully on her desk, she attempted to snooze. finding that she can just barely flutter her curled eyelashes close before an unbearable ache pinches her eyebrows into a knot.
feeling defeated, kokomi sits back up and taps her fingers absentmindedly on the wood, finding just a tiny bit of solace in the sound of clicking and clacking. wait…she quickly glanced at her wrist, noticing she completely forgot to take off her bracelet when preforming her duties. despite her fatigue, kokomi can’t help but exhale a smile. calloused fingers tweezing the bubbly fish charms in an attempt for stimuli that wasn’t so agonising.
she’s so glad she has you, even if that memory of you is withheld in something children share for an intended promise of foreverness.
SCARAMOUCHE — 斯卡拉姆齐
“are you twelve?“ scaramouche raises his eyebrows at you with a sneer, a look of either disgust or confusion on his face. “if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were mocking me.”
“you’re short but not kid short!” you retorted to appease him, rolling your eyes at his annoying theatrics. did he really have to be so bitchy all the time? i guess when people say that short people tend to be the most angry because all that wrath is bottled into such a teeny body it’s very true…
the friendship bracelets (yes you made two!) were a representation of his journey from the malicious “balladeer” to the slightly less malicious and more so bittersweet wanderer. a contradicting colour palette yet his frosty and asshole attitude remained the same no matter what hue of the rainbow he was dipped in (should’ve been named skittle not scaramouche).
“if you don’t like it that much you don’t have to wear it, it’s not like i’m forcing you.” a pang of disappointed squeezed your chest heavily. it would’ve been fine if he just threw it away after a week or so. you would’ve been extremely hurt yes, but it’s better than having your own lover reject a handmade gift without even a thought for your feelings.
seeing your frown lines and the way your eyebrows scrunched together, scaramouche sighed and immediately snatched the bracelets back. quickly covering them over his wrist and crossing his arms over his chest defiantly. “i never said i wouldn’t wear it, stop being whiny.”
the slight embarrassment he felt was worth every stroke of blush on his cheeks if it meant he could see you smile brightly at something so childish.
S. HEIZOU — 鹿野院平藏
“it’s not our anniversary.” heizou stated simply.
“nope.”
“neither of our birthdays.”
“nope.”
“not a special achievement either.”
“nope.”
“alright, love, spill. what’s the occasion, hm? just in the mood to spoil me with your affections?” heizou threw his hands up in defeat. not being able to use his detective experience into deciphering why you decided to be so cute today and bless his otherwise uneventful day.
carefully, you wrapped the bracelet around his eager wrist. “no occasion~ just felt like giving you a friendship bracelet to show my love for you.” he raises an eyebrow. leaning to your eye level, heizou procures a look of confused distaste at your seemingly innocent admission. “friendship?” he looks away dejected, placing his hands on his hips. “and here i thought i was your very cool and sweet boyfriend.”
brushing away his dramatics and looping your arms around his neck to pull his pouty face in closer, you retaliate. “oh hush, you’re still my lovely dramatic boyfriend.” heizou smirked and leaned in impossibly close, his breath tickling your soft skin generously.
“then, could you show your love for me in another way too?” begrudgingly, you caved. moulding your lips with his while his hands gradually situated themselves on your hips. a chuckle escapes his occupied mouth, leaving a tingling feeling down your spine as you pull away, a bright smirk on his face. “thanks for the bracelet, baby~ i’ll be sure to wear it as my lucky charm during investigations!”
A. ITTO — 荒泷一斗
“well of course you’d want to bless the almighty arataki itto with such a gift! i humbly accept your offering~” itto sways a thumbs up, tongue rolling across his pointy teeth in an extravagant display of confident hubris. all in vain, of course. no amount of bravado could dull the charming blush on his cheeks; the way his grin hoisted into a genuine smile of gratitude or the way his eyes glistened with a familiar light; childlike wonder.
itto was never and has never been accustomed to such small things in life. honestly, he was lucky for a stranger to not throw insults, physical objects, hits, kicks, spit, and the like for his mere existence. a friendship bracelet was an event that was so far out of reach for the oni that the only thing he wanted to do right now was to kiss you stupid.
but, he couldn’t. he stood still, twiddling with the beads that nested against his wrist with a haze that was absentminded you felt like tapping him would cause a bubble to burst above his head for water to splash him awake.
the word “friend” doesn’t even register into his brain. he’s too content with the knowledge that your bond meant something to you. that he meant something to you.
you’ve never seen itto so quiet before. he’s usually this giant (literally) ball of energy that bounces around the place and shares an infectious attitude of confidence and joy with no restraint even to the most stoic, but right now, it was like he was that small vulnerable child again given a chance at redemption for simply living.
CYNO — 赛诺
cyno tilts his head to the side as he stares with pinched brows at the weaved threads of purple and yellow beads and charms that you held in front of you with a delicate hand. “what’s the bracelet for?”
“it’s a friendship bracelet!” taking the initiative, you wrap the bracelet around his relatively small wrist and watch in awe as it seems to match his palette perfectly. perhaps not his personality, but maybe if he wore this around regularly people wouldn’t be so frightened by his frozen features.
cyno went quiet for a moment, a look of confusion on his face. a look that made you shrink in shame. did he not like it? was something wrong with it? is it too childish for someone with such an esteemed status? all such baseless thoughts get immediately dispelled once cyno’s lips curl into a subtle grin, his eyes narrowing devilishly.
you’ve often seen this look when he’s about to score a rewarding win in a tcg tournament. but, he also had this look when…fuck. you sigh in defeat and simply let him say it. “why did the friendship bracelet break up with its partner?”
“…ha. why?”
“because it felt tied down.”
you know how in animes when someone says something very fucking stupid, it’s like the world echoes with silence to allow the person to truly feel the embarrassment from their words? you hoped that’s what cyno felt when you blank stared him with a thin line for your lips, hands clenching and unclenching as you fought the urge to squeeze his cheeks together.
“do you get it?” he asks, but before he can ramble about the absolutely articulate construction of his pun, you spring into action and press your lips passionately on his. of course, he replies eagerly. enjoying the clicking of the beads hitting together as his hand made it’s swift, instinctive movement to your waist.
LYNEY — 林尼
“mon ange…is this for me?” lyney smiles gently at you, sneaking the red bracelet onto his wrist. unable to take his away from the fine craftsmanship and the adorable details of hats, doves and some card charms. knowing you thought of him so directly and so in depth made his heart flutter the same way a dove’s wings expand after being liberated from a cooped cage.
“of course it is, it’s a friendship bracelet!” you clasp your hands behind your back, awaiting either his praise or his teasing — whatever he was in the mood for more. despite the happiness that surged through his heart like a bad game of throw the dart, believe me you shot him hard in the feels, lyney frowns.
“but, mon chéri…” he sighs in despair, a theatric hand over the very heart you had gripped tightly in your hand with a mere few beads of coloured wax. “i haven’t gotten a gift for you, i feel rather ashamed of myself.”
“don’t worry about that, this is just meant to be my good luck charm for you during your shows and…” your voice trailed off to him. not because he was uninterested but because he loved the buzzing sound of your melodic syllables each time your lips opened.
“ah, my dear,” lyney paused your affectionate rambles politely, “you’ve got something here…” you tilt your head to the side quizzically and await for him to point at it or take it out. he grins wildly. “well, isn’t that cute?” lyney chuckles softly and while leaning suuuper close to your ear, ‘magically’ pulls out a rainbow rose from seemingly no where.
“it seems we’re even now, hm?” he gestures, handing the rose over with a wink, leaving a cheeky kiss to your jawline in gratitude.
LYNETTE — 琳妮特
knowing lynette’s character and demeanour intricately, you’re aware that grand gestures aren’t at all her thing. she can barely handle a tea time conversation with someone if she’s forced to play an active role.
the bracelet sat enclosed within your palm as you rambled on about your day to lynette, feeling an unshakable amount of anxiety vomiting into your gut for no reason but overthinking. you’ve been avoiding giving her this bracelet for a week now in fear she’ll find very little value or use in something so minimal.
“you have something you want to give me.” a phrase intended as a question, but said more so as a statement.
“i…uh, how did you know?” you laugh and play with the strings of the bracelet cautiously as to not break it.
“your eyebrows are furrowed and you keep glancing away from me.” she analyses you like a real robot…i guess she’s really committed to that bit. either that or she just loves you too much that being unable to read your expressions would be a grievous sin on her part.
with a sigh of defeat, you slide over the bracelet to her with an awkward smile paling your usually joyous lips. “i made a friendship bracelet for you…thought it’d be cute.” lynette doesn’t understand people around her a majority of the time. truly, she doesn’t even want to, it’s not like she needs to either since she has her brother to leech on and others to fool with her robotic party trick and yet, she can’t help but wonder why it is you choose to defend yourself over something so sweet.
“thank you, it’s cute. i’ll wear it for my next show if i’m able to.” her lips curve upward in what to most would seem like a twenty degree uplift, but to you, it meant quite literally everything.
FREMINET — 菲米尼
nothing. no amount of experiences with his interactions with people could’ve prepared him for the absolute heart attack that was this gesture.
he loved it, too much. he wishes he could just dip back into the ocean depths. indulge in a meaningless conversation with the tidalga, or even express his feelings of adoration to you to pers. but currently, it was only you two sharing a humble moment together. no person he could lean in, no space he could rush the words he’d love to say to you in gratitude for the gift.
and you knew that. and that’s what he also loved about you. how willing you were to accept and love him even with him being less socially adept than a coral reef. feeling the cool and vibrant coloured bracelet tilt around his wrist and knot in place, he smiled wobbly.
between the silence, you knew that the quiet smile and nod meant more than his stammered and hushed words could ever express. leaning in to press a kiss to the side of his wrist and cheek, freminet manages to gulp a bit of courage and swallow his static and tingly anxiety, reaching to kiss your forehead. letting his lips linger momentarily before he backed away. “thank you…”
FURINA — 芙宁娜
heartbeat pounding in her ears. eyes narrowing into puffy circles. her bottom lip bitten brutally by her gnashing teeth. hands shaky, making her teacup tremble within her grip. why were you glaring at her so intensely?!
first the invitation for a tea party with only you two as the special guests. second the ominous letter claiming you two “need to talk.” and now, you were completely quiet and calmly snacking, drinking away several blends of tea without a word! it was absolutely ridiculous to think the one person she has entrusted her still mending heart with is ignoring all the clear signs of hesitance and vulnerabilities within the relationship despite them all being initiated by them!
“so, furina.” you clasp your hands together, an impish look transforming your usually peaceful face. her heartbeat stammers as her eyes meet yours in a tender glance. “uhm..yeah?” furina attempts to appear more courageous than she is, but truly, she’s shitting it (for lack of a better term).
the silence stretched on for too long before you giggled and pulled up a blue and white toned bracelet from your sleeves, shaking it with your fingertips with a kind smile. “i made you a friendship bracelet!”
a ghost wavered out of her frightened soul, the tea in her hand put down at this point so she can savour the comforting feeling of her head in her hands. being a gorgeous, shining star in the spotlight of fontaine’s grand stage, furina isn’t a secondhand stranger to gifts. whether they’ve been given to her personally, awkwardly, silently, with no words signed or a creepy letter attached expressing their reverence.
she wishes you’d sometimes go that route instead of matching her in these theatrics! begrudgingly, despite the little flutter in her heart, she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist and looked at you with a pout that you couldn’t help but lean in to kiss.
NEUVILLETTE — 那维莱特
neuvillette hums a tune along to the orchestra of the vinyl. an accompanying sound of his pen hastily itching onto the paper adding to the rhythm. his door opens and while he’d normally remain quietly focused on his piling paperwork, he recognised this particular patter of footsteps coming towards him. you.
smiling habitually and peering his head up, neuvillette greeted you lovingly. “hello, my love. what brings you here today? did you get in trouble?” he knew the reason you’d come ushering into his office was hardly with the intention of getting him to aid you with your troublesome quarrels, but rather, you just wanting his love and affection that he was more than willing to fulfil. if time allowed, of course.
“no, no. nothing like that, yet…” you grinned and neuvillette looked at you with a playful look of disappointment at the hesitance. “i made you a gift!” with a prideful aura that was less arrogance and more pure joy, you presented the bracelet to him. he wasted no time in stirring the small bundle of fabric and beads with his gloves. “look,” you pointed eagerly, “i even managed to commission some furina and melusine charms! you know how we always joke about them being like our children? i thought i’d be a cute addition!”
he exhaled a satisfactory laugh in agreement, interlocking your hand in his to press a kiss to your knuckles in thanks. “cute, indeed. thank you, mon chéri. you’re too sweet sometimes.” you sit on the edge of his desk, watching excitedly as he places the bracelet onto his wrist. “as a gift in return, after i’m done with work, how about we take a nice stroll together? i assure you, no rain will interrupt our serenity so long as you’re by my side.”
NAVIA — 娜维娅
immediately gushes at you as your palm opens to present the gold and blue hued bracelet to her, adorned with rose charms that you personally painted in gold and a greyish blue to accentuate her outfit if she decides to wear it. it was less a decision and more a necessity.
she delicately handled the bracelet onto her wrist and kissed both of your cheeks in gratitude, “thank you so much, sweetheart! this is so cute…but what’s the occasion? it’s not our anniversary or anything like that.” navia smiled at you, playing with some of the little roses and twirling them around in appreciation.
“it’s a friendship bracelet!”
her lips pucker into a pout as she starts to coddle you within her arms, occasionally swinging you around gently. “you’re so absolutely adorable!” she nips at your earlobe, kissing it as a form of apology. “but honey, you do know we aren’t just friends right?” navia captures your cheeks within her palms. “we’re lovers!” she presses several kisses across your face, ending her affectionate spillage with a press of her lips on yours.
“oops— haha, sorry i got lipstick all over you, darling.” navia chuckled and began wiping away all the lipstick smudges from your pretty face. yet her attempts bore no fruit. instead of wiping away anything, she only made it oh so much worse. “ah well, guess we both got presents from one another today?” she snickers, twirling her wrist to show off the bracelet with a wink.
GA MING — 嘉明
if you thought this man’s eyes couldn’t get any brighter, then you’re absolutely dead wrong. if you thought he could jump high while lion dancing, you’re also absolutely dead wrong!
he could outrun god right now. if you asked him to defeat a hoard of lined up mondstadt and liyue treasure hoarders, he’d do it in a heartbeat. what possessed you to be so cute?! do you seriously think he can take another heart attack like this after the one he had during lantern rite?
you aren’t able to say much or even explain your reasons for as to why you decided to make this nor what it even is or represents before ga ming smacks his lips messily all over your face. a mixture of your own gloss from kissing you earlier and his own saliva stick to your skin sloppily and you can’t help but feel both enamoured and grossly repulsed at the mixture of sticky wetness on your cheeks as well as the love that seemed to glow like fireworks.
“mmuah~! i love you so much…are you trying to make me cry?” he pouts, becoming a giggling mess as soon as you roll your eyes at his dramatics.
he keeps the bracelet on every day. sometimes he’ll be pouty all day if he’s unable to wear it in fear of it snapping and wasting away all your precious hard work due to either his negligence or the pains of manual labour…he’ll have to cope with simply glancing at the red imprints the beads had left intended onto his skin for satisfaction.
CHIORI — 千织
“what is this?” she jingles the vivid and strong orange coloured bracelet in front of her face, appreciating the tiny details of the cute sewing equipment charms and what looked to be handmade porcelain bows embedded onto some beads.
“it’s a friendship bracelet!” you gleam at her, pride evident in your face at your creation. she hums in agreement; it was certainly something alright.
“oh. cute.” that’s all the genuine feedback she could give you without mentioning how tacky it would look with her attire — it was an affectionate gesture, one which she didn’t want to undermine and therefore, with little complaint despite her own personal conflicts, she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist, extending her hand out and twirling it to admire the craftsmanship.
you won’t see her actively wearing it out in every day life, perhaps you’ll manage to sneak a glimpse of her playing with the beads while she’s going over some designs in her sketchbook but otherwise, her gloved hands contain nothing but the smell of perfume.
not that she’d admit it outright until you asked, but the real reason she refuses to wear your bracelet daily is for a simple reason; she doesn’t want it to break in order to have that constant reminder of you as she goes to bed and stares up at her ceiling with the bracelet being coddled between her fingertips.
ARLECCHINO — 阿蕾奇诺
“you’re so childish.” she muses, tracing her nails across the beads, eliciting a weird clacking sound as the charms and beads hit against each other. “but i suppose that’s also an alluring aspect to you.” she ushers the bracelet onto her wrist. despite it being completely covered, there was something even more intimate about her gift being a part of a hidden identity for her; your affection only intended for your gorgeous eyes and her narrowed ones.
tilting your head to her eye-level, you can smell her musky perfume. she leaned in for a kiss. her lips tasting like flavoured gloss consisting of all sorts of red berries, an accurate mirror to the rosey colour of her bright lips. a sneaky hand traced circles around your hips and waist as she attempted to take your breath away. a scythe is a befitting weapon for a woman who’s kiss was practically a notion for death.
she’s used to her children offering gifts and trinkets to her. rocks, random jewellery they crafted with glue, messy crayon drawings, sometimes even in the most macabre scenarios, blood itself. each of those, however, she cherished wholeheartedly. the same way she’d cherish the bond between you two that she’d never allow for anyone to break.
so long as she continuously receives silly gestures like this, she’s convinced she’ll be able to hold you within her embrace with very little effort.
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hii i noticed your reqs are open, if you dont mind can you do a pt 2 to jjk men vs their gf's plushie collection? with geto, choso and nanami :) thank youu
JJK MEN VS THEIR GF'S PLUSHIE COLLECTION
featuring. geto suguru, choso kamo, nanami kento x fem! reader
warnings. none
note. ooooo anon, the first part of this got a lot of love and i was actually contemplating on making a second part for it, so thank you for requesting <33 tbh if anyone messes with my plushie as a plushie collector, i will throw hands.
GETO SUGURU. for the first few months after he finds out about your plushie collection — the male actually doesn't mind it at all, in fact, he contributed in adding soldiers to the collection. but as time goes by, he began regretting it (just a teeny tiny bit) because he realizes that these plushies are close to stealing his spot as a partner.
"angel." he calls out to you in annoyance, his hand reaching out to grab circle around your ankle.
his mouth was full of distaste, he wanted to throw away those plushies from your embrace — he grabbed your ankle, pulling your body towards him with an angry grunt, "com'ere." he mutters out.
"sugu, what's wrong with you?" you ask him, blinking in confusion to what has gotten him in such a sour mood.
"that." he points at the plushie in your arms, "i don't like him." he snatches the plushie away, glaring at it.
"are you jealous of it?" you sang out happily, throwing your arms around his neck.
"i'm going to say it once, yes, 'm jealous of it. i'm not buying you anymore because why are they getting more attention than i am? are they the boyfriend?" he sputters out, looking away, avoiding your gaze.
you laugh lightly, grabbing his jaw to make him face you and kissed him shortly, "you could've just said so, you big baby."
CHOSO. is so confused, what did you find so entrancing about characters filled with cotton when you had a real life plushie by your side? (talking about him, by the way).
he didn't understand the feelings that were burning in him, but he didn't like it. not one bit. it was the kind of feeling where he'd want to use his technique on your plump plushies — but choso knew that you wouldn't like that so he has never done it.
when you're both home, the male trails around behind you like a lost puppy. very much confused to why the plushie was in your arms instead of him, but couldn't bring the heart to say it to you so he ends up just placing himself beside you on the couch, on the bed, wherever.
"cho, why are you looking at me? do you need anything?" choso was surprised at your sudden question, yes he was looking at you, precisely at the plushie squished in between your arms.
he shook his head and faced forwards, before you know it, his head turns to you again for a long time. eyes narrowed and lips puckered out, "i don't like this feeling," he mutters out.
you turn to him, "what feeling?"
"like i want to punch that in the face," he points at the dragon plushie in between your arms, and you burst out laughing.
"are you actually jealous of my plushie?" you put the plushie aside and opened your arms as an invitation for him, "why didn't you say so, hm?"
he didn't answer you and just dropped his weight into your embrace, burying his head into your shoulder, "because you like them."
you kissed the crown of his head, "but i love you."
NANAMI KENTO. he actually doesn't mind you having a collection at all — the thing he minds it when you pamper them instead of pampering him. nanami doesn't get in bad moods easily, but when it comes to you giving attention to your plushies first instead of him, he gets pretty upset.
working late was a total bum to you (to anyone else really), and coming home — nanami was ready to give you love, but when you greet him with a simple "hello" before running to the room to grab your favorite plushie out of the collection, he didn't know why; but he felt like he was actually losing to a whole non-living object.
and it actually made him upset.
"ken, why are you being awfully silent?" you jumped onto the couch where he was sitting at, the same plushie still in your arms.
the male stares at you for a bit before looking back towards the television — and you by now were worried, had you done anything wrong? or did something happen in his work place?
nanami wouldn't even admit it, because he knew if he admitted that he was jealous; he'd never hear the end of it. even if it was from you.
you tugged on his shirt, "did i do anything wrong?" oh, god, of course you didn't — but just the fact that you're asking him that made him feel guilty, so the male sighed, pulling your body close before shaking his head.
he grabs the plushie and throws it aside before pulling you into a hug, not breaking a word. he just hugs you in silence, not that you were complaining, "ken, did something happen?"
"i'm a little upset."
"can you tell me why?"
"you come home and go to your plushie? when i was the one waiting for you? i didn't even get a hug or a kiss," he mumbles out into your hair, and you lightly laugh, rubbing your hand on his back.
"so you're jealous?"
"no. i'm upset."
yes, yes. he was upset.
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the archons watch over
edit: hey ho these pieces have been touched up and are now available as prints on my shop!
stan is the only member of the pines twins^2 to never make a deal with bill and i think he needs more credit for that.
ford makes, just, so many deals with his demon boyfriend
dipper literally trades his body to bill in sock opera
and while i will die on the hill that it was never her fault, mabel is tricked into making a deal with him for weirdmagenon.
but stan never gets tricked. the only time he comes close was when he was pretending to be ford but that was with the sole purpose of getting bill erased. never does bill get to him or twist his thoughts. for being the "dumb one" he's surprisingly rational in this was.
nobody matches bill intellectually, ford's fatal flaw is that he thought he did, and the pines family wins because they have an emotional core that bill never had (the power of sibling bonding saves the day and i love it) but ill go out on a limb and say that out of everyone, stan is the only one to match bill's street smarts.
bill's a master manipulator but stan is a professional con-artist with no respect for the law, you tell me who's coming out on top.
stan successfully faked his own death, ran a business for 30 years, taught himself some sort of advanced engineering to repair the portal, evaded local, federal and international authorities from the age of 18, and did it all without any support.
and going back to when he pretends to be ford to get bill to enter his mind, that scene makes stan the only character to ever outwit bill.
anyways this has been a stan pines appreciation post, thank you and goodnight
mk x reader
contains:fluff,smut,overstimulation,unsafe sex,cream pie,p in v,oral male and female receiving,vibrators,breeding kink,spanking,nipple play,fingering,cum swallowing,clit stimulation,etc.
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The hot water hit your body, making it relax at the water pressure.You don’t know how long you were in there, but it must have been while seeing as the mirror was fogged up; it was practically a sauna in there.
You wash your body with the body wash that you left at your boyfriend's house, since you kept spending the night there anyway.You had sighed out before you slowly turned the shower off, Mk would complain when he got home that ‘you used all the hot water’ if you stayed any longer.
You stand there relishing in the steamed up room, before grabbing a towel that was set near the shower; then wrapping it around your body.You step out wandering in front of the mirror.Wiping the mirror in one swoop to see your face.You stand there for a bit checking yourself out, before you decide to leave that bathroom letting the steam seep out.
You sit on the bed hold the towel close to your chest as you reach beside you for some lotion.Pumping the scent lotion, before rubbing it on your legs and arms.As you were reaching over to pump more; the door slammed opened a figure falling on the floor in the process with a loud groan.
Without glancing over you giggled out a “Rough day?” with a mocking hmm at the end.The figure just groaned some more rolling his body away from the door to let it slam close.The groaning just continued and it slowly turned to whining.
You headed over to the noise.You rolled your eyes at the sight.Mk was sprawled out on the floor;he looked a hot mess.Leaning over his body casting a shadow over him. “Are you going to do that all night, because I'm pretty sure you wanted to force me watch that new monkey king series that I ‘begrudgingly agreed too’.”You said in a mocking tone.
Mk’s face slowly moved to the side to glare up at you with his eyes. “Don’t patronize me!”he whined out; while also blushing.You stare at him for a moment; rolling your eyes once more.Standing straight up with your hands on hips.You shake your head as you wander back to the bed to continue what you were doing.
As you open up the dresser next to the bed to collect your clothing, Mk's arms wrap around your torso in a tight grip, and his head laying on your shoulders nuzzling into your neck.You close your eyes before taking a big breath. “Mk you need to take a shower first.You can’t fall asleep on me; you're dirty.”
Mk grumbled before heading to the bathroom, all while you side-eye his behavior.After a moment the water starts running, shaking your head at his childish behavior.You put on a shirt that you took from Mk, then put your lace underwear on.
Once satisfied with yourself you turn the tv on, so it’s waiting for Mk once he was done.You grab a bag of his desk that that was filled with snacks like popcorn,candy,and—a Monkey King peach flavored soda.You raised a brow at the things Mk waste his money on sometimes.Setting the snacks on his bedside table, you crawled under the blanket on his bed; opting to sit close to the wall.Grabbing the remote you start the series Mk wanted, then focusing your attention onto your phone to scroll on social media.
Mk walks out of the bathroom hair down and in his pajamas.“Hey you started without me!”Mk says in a very exaggerated dramatic tone.As he gets into bed next to you, while grabbing the remote beside you to rewinding the tv.
“I really didn’t start.I was hardly paying attention”You muttered as you stared at your phone; not bothering to look up.Mk looked at the side of your head with a blank stare.After some time you heavily sighed.
“Ughh fine!”
Setting you phone to the side you face the tv.Mk kisses your cheek, while makes a noise of approval.He proceeds to setting his head on the side of your shoulder facing the tv, enthralled with the movie.A subtle smile graces your face, before you shake your head in amusement.You force yourself to look away from Mk once he excitedly points, and rambles out something cool that has happened.This is going to be a long night you thought to yourself.
After awhile you had spaced out during the movie.You quickly snapped out of it, when you felt Mk’s hand wrapping around your waist, and his legs wrapped around one of your legs.All while he pushed his face deeper in your chest but he turned his head to face the tv.You make a questioning face, before moving your hand towards his messy hair to rub it; then you face the tv once more.
Your were starting to get bored.It nothing against the movie it’s just—it wasn’t original it's the same plot as all the other Monkey King series.Impulsively grabbing onto your phone to scroll through social media again.Just as you were turning on the phone, you feel Mk’s sharp teeth dug into the side of your boob.
“Ow!What the hell Mk!”
You drop your phone in shock; you pull at Mk’s hair in retaliation, with the hand that was in his hair already.You tried to pull him away,but he was latching to you very well.
“You asked for it!You’re being a brat, by not listening to me!”He said as he let go before he bit another area again.One of his hands moved to your other breast to hold you into place. “Stop moving!”He muffled out.
“Lemme go Mk!”
You tried to move away from Mk’s assault, but he got a sudden yellow glint in his eye.Without realizing it his fingers reached out, and started to pinch you your nipple. “Ahh-mmh”you whimper out as you let him go; you fell back onto the bed.He stopped biting you, but he crawled on top of you keeping you trapped under him.
“You jerk!You cheated,you know I'm sensitive!”You said with a very flushed expression, while breathing heavily. He didn't seem to be listening to your complaints though.His eyes seemed to become very glossed over.Mk leaned closer to your face. “M-Mk what are y-you doing!?W-wait what about the ser—”
He had suddenly locked you lips together slowly; it progressed from kisses to him shoveling his tongue down your throat.You felt your body heat pick up, as you frantically moved your arms and legs around him as y’all pick up speed; tongues fighting for domanice.Mk separated from you leaving a trail of spit between y’all, before pulling you shirt down.Your tits fell out; letting Mk grabbed onto them putting one in his mouth, while tweaking the other.You gasped out throwing your head back in the process.
Mk took your moaning as a good sign; he started to strip the rest of your shirt off leaving you in your underwear. “Mk-”you breathlessly panted out “Lemme help you out of your clothes,it’s not fair i’m the only one bare.”
“Y-yeah hold on.”He stuttered out.He hastily tried to take off his shirt, but got semi stuck in the process.You giggled before putting a hand on his struggling arm to make him stop.You gently pushed him back onto the bed before you got off of the bed“Umm what are yo-”
“Shush Mk lemme help you.”
You help pull his shirt off leaving him in his boxers.Leaning closer to his face you capture his lips with yours once more.One of you hands stay on his shoulder while the others travels up and down his abs,then to his stomach,and finally his bulge that twitched under your palm, once you pressed on it.
The air thickened as he whimpered.You slowly started to kiss down his body to get closer to his throbbing pelvis “Wait!”
“Huh?What…did I do something wrong?We can st-”
“No t-that’s not it!H-Here so you d-don’t have to be uncomfortable!”He frantically put a pillow down in between his legs.He then helped guide you down in between his legs.
You were face to face with his pelvis; eyes glossing over.You started to slowly rub him through boxers, and feel him throbbing.The action made you feel a pit in you stomach heat up.Lips parting as you grab his boxer, then pulling them down; exposing his length to the cool room.Mk took a sharp breath,while his eyes clenched closed.
His dick twitched at the cold air.You grabbed at the base;squeezing it.You watched as the pre-cum spilled out of the tip. “B-babe p-please—don’t tease”Mk whimpered out.
Using both hands you started to pump him.He groaned out,as you then put your mouth on the tip swirling it around with your tongue.Fondling his balls, as you pressed your tongue directly on the slit; sucking off the pre-cum that dribbled out.
“Uhhng~ More”He panted out as he grabbed a fistful of your hair; as he shoved his dick in your mouth inch by inch, till you were at the base.Mk made a loud gruntled noise, as you tried to regulate your breathing; his tip is at the back of your throat.He held you down as your saliva and. his pre-cum dribbled out the sides of your mouth.
You glanced you eyes up at Mk.He had his head thrown back and his eyes close.You could also see a bit of saliva dripping out of his opened mouth, down his chin onto his chest.You could feel your womanhood pulse at the sight; it made you subconsciously start rocking against the pillow.The stimulation makes you whimper against him, in turn making Mk moan out from the vibration.
He starts jerking up into your throat,while slamming your head down simultaneously on his dick.Your eyes started to water as you sucked, while being used in the best way possible.You hand moved down to your panties pushing it to the side; you start to rub your folds slowly collecting your juices that came out.
You pushed a finger in slowly moving it in a pumping motion.It made you moan against Mk’s twitching length that was still pounding into your mouth.You used you other hand to start fiddling with you clit in a circular motion.You eventually added more fingers once you felt the that you were ready; stimulating yourself to feel that coil tighten in your stomach.
As Mk continues buck into your mouth, as if it’s his personal flesh light you can feel his dick continuously throb. “P-please almost there ahhugh~” he gasped out as he made eye contact with you.You slowly took your hand that was pumping into you(while have the other hand focusing on on your abused clit), and put it into Mk’s mouth.He suck and swirled his tongue the taste made his hard twitch frantically.The feeling of his tongue on your fingers made the pit in your stomach to snap, causing you to moan out around his cock.
Mk proceed to shove your mouth to the base once more, as his tip hit the back of your throat.You hands frantically gripped onto to his thighs, as both of you groaned out when Mk pumped out massive loads down you throat, one after the other.You struggled to swallow each load, but it was so good you couldn’t waist it.Mk’s hold slowly lightened up as you swallowed the last load with a gulp; you sucked him from the base to the tip really focusing on the his slit, before pulling off with a big gulp.
You look up at Mk while you breathed out hard.You slowly stood up, only for Mk to suddenly grab your body pushing you down onto the bed. “W-what the hell?Don’t tell me your hard that fast?” you croaked out.
“Nah just returning the favor.Don’t worry though i’ll be in you soon enough.”he breathed out as he smiled at you with a sadistic smile.Mk was rubbing your twitching thighs, before he spread them apart.He tore off you underwear in one go letting the cool air hit your moist, and sensitive vagaina.
In that moment you just remembered he has an insatiable appetite for you.It probably doesn’t make it better that he was probably pent up when he came home from a long day with training and work.Then you also weren’t listening to him to watch the stupid series.You see it in his eyes, as he moves his fingers to rub you folds.He plans to eat you till you have nothing left to give.The thought makes you clench over nothing.
You eyes must have been wide,!because once he looked up he just gruffly laughed out “Don’t be scared…you wanted this after all.”Just as he said that he pushed one finger in “Wow you so wet and warm,got me excited to pound into your pretty flower with my dick!F-fuck your so wet ahh~”He moaned out.You head thrown back from the welcomed stretch;his fingers were always bigger than your fingers.He’s ruins you for anyone else, and he knows that.
“Ahhhgg!!”He was so deep you thought mindlessly to yourself.
He kept pushing his finger in your gummy walls, once he felt like you were ready to take another he slammed in the second one. “Ahh- mmh- M-Mk please more~ I want mor-ahh”you screamed out, as he put his thumb on your throbbing aching clit.The stimulation was making tears form in your eye crevices.
You hadn’t noticed, but Mk had lowered his head closer towards your pussy.You only noticed when you felt his thumb get removed and replaced by his mouth.A loud moan ripped from your mouth, as you gripped at the bedding.You legs impulsively clamp around his head trying to pushing him closer.His hands had removed your thighs from his head, with his bruising grip“Hey don’t do that; lemme have this I didn’t get to try out the snacks I got for the series marathon cause of you”He had mutter while still being on your lower region, causing vibrations that make shocks of pleasure go up your spine.
Next thing you know he’s barreling his thick tongue into your walls.You back arch at the intrusion only for Mk to grab you hip, and slam them back on the bed.His tongue moves in and out through your sweet velvety walls; messily but also with a persistents.He had soon started sucking on the clit hard, while he surprised you by slamming three fingers into you.Grabbing onto his hair, as you constantly purred out praise while rocking onto his face.
You walls started to clenched against his fingers and tongue as he speed up.You soon felt that coil come back tighting; by the abuse afflicted by Mk on your womanhood.Eventually that coil tighten so much it snapped making you reach your peak.Your eyes rolling into your head, back arching, while small tears drop down the side of you face; your mouth wide open with a silent cry.Mk slowly eats you out through your orgasam, as you come to an end.
Mk removes himself from your legs, with a kiss on your abused clit.You attempt to close your legs from sensitivity, only for mk to slot himself between you,preventing you from closing them.You hear the dresser that’s by the bed get opened. “What are you—y-you gotta be kidding me!?M-Mk I don’t think I'll last with that!I can’t cum no more Mk!” you had squeaked out, while tearing up from seeing that Mk had pulled out a pink bullet vibrator.
“Don’t say that.I’ve made you cum more than this.You can take it.”
Mk then opened your legs wider, and started to rub himself on your sensitive vagaina;with the occasional tip spanking clit.You feel shock waves move up your body.You unintentionally move away from his bucking, only to get pulled back towards him.“Please you have been such a good girl I just wanna make you cum,why are you denying me this”He whined
Seeing his glossy eyes you knew you couldn’t deny him.You cover your eyes with one of you arms, before whimpering out “Go a-ahead Mk.”Mk’s eye lit up.He collected your juices to lube up his penis some more, while tapping on your slit, before pushing in slowly.You moan out because of the stretching. “T-to big ahhhgg~”Mk stops for a moment, when you peek an eye open only to see him halfway in.
“It’s sooo so soft a-and warm and ugh~ w-wet too~!S-such a good girl you can take the rest!Right?W-who am I kidding you were ughh made for me!”
You noticed that yellow glint in his dark eyes again.Next thing you know he slammed all the way in, causing you to yell out in euphoria.Your body is constantly shivering from the feeling him at your cervix.Your insides keep clenching his dick in a vice grip, because he kept rolling his hips against your; to let you get used to his length.You we’re so blissed out that you didn’t notice the vibrater is set right above your clit.Until it got turned on starting on the lowest setting.Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, as you panted out, like a dog in heat.
Your mind slowly starts to catch up to you, once it felt the vibrations slowly increase.You wrap your arms around Mk’s neck while you legs wrap around his waist.He slowly thrusted into you slowly at first you, but after awhile he picked up speed.He changed the settings to the bullet vibrator to the highest setting; stimulating both of you.He was abusing your insides, with how hard he was hitting your insides.You can even see him bulge at your stomach.The with the vibrator at max setting it, caused your juices to start to squirt it but by bit.
You screamed from the stimulation with Mk panting hard by your ear.Mk eventually put one of you nipples into his mouth.He sucked with such bruising force.He sucked it as if you would provide milk.With his free hand he moved it to fondle your other breast.You would think he was an animal(technically is) by how much he’s growling, as you pulled at his hair.His thrusting didn’t deter, but instead it increases.Your cry’s filling the room.
Mk pops off of your nipple, before slowing down with his thrust, causing you to whine out from the oncoming orgasam to dissaper. “Mk noo why you stop keep going please I was so close!” you sobbed out pathetically.
Mk felt that he wasn’t going deeper inside you enough.He quickly removes himself from your warm hole; with your disapproval groans coming out.He flips you over onto your stomach, with your ass up.He it spanks (with a bruising hit)on impulse to silence your whining.You squeak out a moan from the impact.
He grabs your hands placing one on you stomach, and the other holding the vibrating, pink bullet towards your sensitive clit; you groaned at the stimulation.Once he had you in the position he wanted you in; he slammed into you without any warning.Screaming at the sudden intrusion, as he groaned out babbling about the new position.He wasn’t wrong you could feel the bulge it’s much deeper.The new position was also hitting you cervix, almost pushing into it even.
Mk grabbed your tits harshly as he fondly with them;pulling and pinching your nipples. “I know you can feel me.Push down on the bulge in you stomach I know you wanna.”He breathlessly whispered into your ear.
The motion of him going in,and out you could feel the bulge he created every time he pounded into you with his dick.You slowly pushing onto the bulge making your insides tighten up and you scream out in pleaser(though a bit raspy from his dick and your constant yelling out).Mk starts to mark you up as you struggle to formulate words anymore.Mind going official brain numb
Your tongue had rolled out of your mouth, drool falling down your face onto the bed.You had full blown started crying from the sexual pleasure.You kept babbling to Mk about ‘I-I want more,gimmi mor-ahhh!!’ or ‘H-harder please please please harder Mk ahhmmhfuuuck!!’.His dick was hitting all the right places, as he pounded away at you;like you two were both rabid animals.You could even feel your clit twitching from the bullet.The stimulation had it pushing out liquids from your body here and there.
You can feel a different kind of sensation you never felt form in the pit of your stomach.“G-Gonna gonna cum baby, Please please lemme cum, i’m a good girl please, wanna cum, gotta cum mmhhhgggg!” you chant as the coil starts to tighten inside your pussy.The tighten was making it harder for Mk to move a little bit, because of how tight it’s gotten.Mk’s dick was twitching like crazy you could feel your essence,and his pre-cum dripping out of your nether regions into you hand that was still holding the vibrator.
“W-ughh-Where you want me to cum!?”
“Inside!Inside!So good ahhhh!!!”
You grip onto the bed with one hand the other still holding the vibrator to you clit.Mk’s thrusts started to get more rough one of his hands grabs you hand that has the vibrater, and proceeds to push it directly on your clit hard.You scream and through your head back against Mk’s shoulders vision blanking, as a blood curdling screw rips from you throat.You can feel a stream of clear liquid exist your body squirting everywhere, while you body convulsed at the sensation.
Not soon after Mk slammed hard into your, gripping onto your waist.He speed up chasing his high, while also overstimulating your used vagaina.After on more slamming his dick started to spurt out thick loads into your womb.His hands kept you in place so you had no choice but take the big loads.You stomach started to bulge because of the semen that’s being forced down your cervix.He steadily pumped into your body twitching here and there from sensitivity.You soon fall limp in his hold dropping the bullet.You two eventually collapse onto the bed completely spent.
Mk is laying on top of you, with his length still inside you.He puts his hand under you stomach, and presses down forcing the cum to travel back to your plugged hole; making it seep out.He eventually pulls out slowly while spurts of y’all cum squirts out.Once he’s fully out big globs drain out of you.He looks at your spent pussy, and he sees the globs of y’all cum dribbling out.He pushes back in his cum with his fingers, while you whine out in protest.
“T-to sensitive,uuugghh~”
Mk slowly moves his face to your dribbling pussy, and start to slurp up y’all’s spend.You had grabbed a pillow pushing you face into it, and screaming from the continues assault on your lower region.After he finished cleaning you up he tilted your neck back, and smashing is cum covered mouth against yours.You both moan at the taste.It was a mixture of sweet and salty, as your tongues sucked on one another.
Once you two break up the kiss you two are breathing heavily.Mk turns of the bullet off that he noticed was still on.Looking around you realize the tv had powered off, because of y’all’s inactivity.You sigh out, as Mk had gotten up from the bed, and lifted you up to sit at his desk.You started to nodded off, while he cleaned the bedding a bit.You soon felt a warm rag wiping the excess body fluid that, he didn’t lick up from between your thighs.
Once finished he place you back into the bed, and put his t-shirt over you.You two layed down then you felt him kiss your lips.He held you in a tight grip before he tiredly yawned out “We can watch the Monkey king series some other time.For now I just want to hold you a little longer.I love you baby.Night.”Then he passed out on you.You could hear his soft snoring in the process.
Shaking your head in amusement.Your boyfriend would be the type of person to completely tail you in bed, but then talk about a Monkey King series after.Your eyes soften at his disheveled hair and his soft features.You kiss him on the lips before mumbling “Goodnight,I love you…darling boy”You soon tuck into his arms following him into a peaceful sleep.
This is my first time doing smut so constructive criticism is allowed.-nana
category : 米哈游 原神 work title : another woman claims to be his girlfriend?
with a subtle bow of your head, you raise the teacup to your awaiting lips, a veil of porcelain disguising the laughter that threatened to escape. how absurd… you muse, as you savor a sip of your tea.
far across — two tables away, there sits one of the new acts of lyney and lynette’s show. she was interesting, to say the least. she sings tall tales with intricate detail, weaving major falsehoods about the nature of her relationship with him.
her words describe his love confession, demanding they be together because he couldn’t bear a day without her. she didn’t fail to mention how his sister adores her and refers to her as ‘my future sister-in-law.’
the outlandish narrative lasts with an overt nudge about his frequent visits to her dressing room after every show, which you tune out due to its unsavory implications.
most women would have risen from their seats, confronting her for spewing fantasies about their lover; not you, though. instead, you stay rooted in your place, your curiosity piqued for what else she might spin.
you were engrossed, and if you were to be fully honest, you would’ve readily admit to the guilty pleasure of eavesdropping on the mundane conversations of strangers. your penchant for gossip was shared with your lover, turning it into an unusual pastime. it was a fun exchange of information over cups of coffee or tea, normally ending with one of you left scandalized by what was said. archons, were you excited to tell him about what you overhead…
“do you swear not to say a word about this to another living soul?” her voice hushed to a near whisper, but it still carries to those within earshot.
“of course! right, ladies?” one of the women quips, with the other two chiming in agreement, creating a chorus of “yes!” and “we’ll keep quiet!”
“if you say so…” she takes a deep breath, as if the weight of her revelation was a heavy burden about to be lifted. “lyney and i are dating…” her shoulders then turn slack, exhibiting the instant wave of relief that washes over her.
you couldn’t help it; a snort of amusement passes your lips. it earned you a few disapproving glances from the nearby patrons, chastising your lack of propriety in a public setting.
she embarks on an exhausting tangent, yakking on the long months she had to weather before she could have confided in her dear friends about her supposed private affair.
she emphasized how lyney insisted on maintaining it under wraps for over a year — eh, wrong! the twins met her for the first time five months ago — out of his desire to protect her from the clutches of obsessed fans and admirers.
the longer she spoke, the closer her stories cross into more ridiculous territory. at one point, she spun a yarn about his grandiose profession of love for their anniversary, including dedicating an entire routine inspired by her.
however, what left you scratching your head was the lack of skepticism from her friends. a quick read of her body language would’ve shone a light at her deception. it had you questioning whether you had somehow gone mad or if they were genuinely as dim-witted as they seemed.
“i knew it! no wonder you’ve been smiling a lot lately!”
“ah, i’m so jealous~! sigh, he’s such a handsome man.”
“so romantic… i wish that was me!”
assessing the present circumstances, one might figure you would now reveal all of her lies. you didn’t. rather, you found yourself more inclined to watch and observe how this fiasco will play out.
you trust lyney, enough to know he loves you and wouldn’t pursue another woman behind your back, especially a woman he and his sister worked with. it allowed you to cast aside your initial worries about her and her interest in him. regardless of your opinion, she did her job well, even though you secretly wished she wasn’t so uncomfortably obsessed with him — a notion she made no effort to hide.
clearly, given what you were witnessing.
“oh, look, ladies! here he comes!” one of their voices pierces the air, overtly eager to see the ‘happy couple’ they were led to believe. conversely, lyney’s self-proclaimed lover appears to be positively distraught.
the man in question enters cafe lucerne, his gaze firmly laid on you. he shows little to no mind towards the group of women who shadow his every move. he walks by and greets you with a kiss on the cheek, taking the vacant chair in front of you.
“and how was your day, ma belle?” he removes his hat then runs his fingers through his hair — a simple gesture that left you swooning.
his charming demeanor momentarily distracts you from the comedic disaster unfolding in the background.
it was a tumultuous stir of “huh… who’s that?” and “gasp, is he cheating on you?” while the two of you converse in mindless chatter. one second, he was recounting his chores for the day; and the next, three indignant women loom over him whereas the source of this mayhem cowers in the back.
“ugh, the audacity to have a mistress and meet her in broad daylight! you have no shame!”
he glances from you to them, genuine bewilderment etched upon his face. “i beg your pardon?”
“oh, don’t play dumb! you know exactly what you’re doing!” another of the women upturns her nose at him.
witnessing the heated back-and-forth, it was remarkable to find that even arouet was invested in the drama.
it transforms into a three-versus-one impasse, but you were impressed by how gracefully he navigated through their baseless accusations. the culmination of the situation came when recognized his ‘lover’ and didn’t hesitate to call her by name, pressing answers for the lies she’d been spreading to her friends.
“i think you’ve all been misled, the only woman i’m seeing is this lovely one right here.” he turns then directs the gentlest of smiles at you.
unable to resist the itch, you finally laugh at the sudden turn of events. karma was indeed on the prowl, and to be a bystander for the incoming argument after she made a fool out of her friends, just to feed her delusion, was gratifying… for one of you, at least.
“care to tell me what just happened?” lyney tuts, his fingers extending across the table to grasp your hand in his, urging to draw your focus on him.
“later,” you mutter, absorbed by the evolving spectacle. it’s obvious you both will spend the whole evening discussing this…
from the very start, you weren’t one to rejoice in having any eyes on you. it was natural your bond with the one and only wanderer flourished discreetly.
this change in your life required no announcement. it wasn’t information that demanded broadcasting to the world; it could exist on its own if someone were to ask, you’d directly confirm the status of your relationship. otherwise, you find it irrelevant to insert this in areas where it held no relevance.
in the comfort of your solitude, you thrive, cocooned from nosy onlookers. your happiness, his happiness — these two were what truly mattered to you.
as time flowed by, your connection deepened, evolving into a union that grew stronger with each passing moment you shared. it was a sensation both of you held dear, a genuine and keen emotion that, if you dare to admit, could be called ‘love.’
of course, you weren’t ignorant to assume that your journey would be obstacle-free. beyond his undeniable intellect and esteemed role as the assistant and confidant of the dendro archon, he also began to draw attention for his otherworldly beauty.
you were aware that you might coming across his admirers one day. after all, you weren’t oblivious to the wistful glances sent his way by other women, nor the coy attempts at flirtation. still, you hadn’t taken into account the unusual lengths some individuals would go to win even a sliver of his time and attention.
it was painful to watch their efforts be met with a scoff or a withering frown. on a good day, they might receive nothing more than a mocking, “what do you want now?” from him.
on a sun-drenched afternoon, you find yourself perched on the steps leading to the sanctuary of surasthana whilst you await his return from his meeting with lesser lord kusanali.
yet, the tranquility of the sacred place was soon interrupted by an unexpected revelation — you weren’t alone. a trio of researchers positioned themselves near the entrance, their presence blends into the revered location, evoking no more notice than the everyday sights that surround you.
the sunlight dances upon your skin as you, absentmindedly, fiddle with your bracelet, a habit that had taken root over the years. the food container you had brought stays on your lap, and you can feel its warmth gradually dissipate. a frown on your face as you whisper a plea that he arrives before the snacks you prepared grew cold.
your gaze strays and locks onto one of the women standing nearby. suspicion dripped from her eyes, it lingers far longer than you liked. at first, you considered it a peculiar coincidence — perhaps she mistook you for someone else she knew?
unable to contain her curiosity, she approaches you with an air of authority, disregarding her friends’ endeavors to stop her from creating a scene.
“state your business,” she dictates, her tone icy.
you stand unwavering, refusing to yield an inch in the face of her bid to intimidate you. “if you must know, i’m here for wanderer.”
your words invoke a profound reaction within her, it coursed through her like an attack. “well, save your breath and don’t waste your time bothering him.”
“why not? who even are you to tell me what i should do and shouldn’t do?” your cadence steady and colder than hers, a testament to the time you spent with your dear wanderer — it seems to be paying off.
you expected her to either insult you or begin a monologue about her superiority as a researcher, but her reply took you by surprise.
“i’m his lover, duh! i don’t appreciate you flirting with him.” then, in a single motion, she confiscates the container from your grasp.
glances were exchanged amongst her peers, who advance to mediate the interaction. one of them pulls her away and positions himself between you. “i’m sorry for her behavior, miss. her sleep deprivation has her spouting nonsense.”
“i am not! there are clear signs he feels the same way. we’re dating; he’s just very reserved about his emotions.”
before it can escalate further, a familiar voice slices through the tension like a blade. “where have you been?” he chides, as he descends the steps.
beneath his hat, you spy the glaring discontent he directs at these strangers for taking your time away from him.
when your eyes locks, his gaze softens. the sour expression dissolves and was replaced by a flicker of warmth. you offer a reassuring smile in his direction, a gesture that noticeably eases his mind.
he was a stride away from you when she, flaunting a smirk, stops in front of him. you lay a hand over your lips to quash your laughter after spotting the look of disgust he tosses at her.
“wanderer, honey!” she tries to touch his arm but fails when he sidesteps her. “don’t worry, i already handled this pest to lessen the burden for y—”
“who are you?” he sneers, and the haughty look on her face instantly disappears. she attempts to stutter a response, an effort to remind her title as his lover, but his menacing gaze he wore silences her.
“moreso, who are you to advise my wife what to do?”
eh? his wife?
“your wife?!” her friends turn pale, realization dawning upon them. they shiver at the thought of unintentionally crossing him, all thanks to her behavior.
“i-i just thought…”
“well, you thought wrong; know your place.” in a last display of irritation, he shoots them a cutting glare. then, he seizes the food container from her grip, his fingers then intertwine with yours as he guides you away from them.
as you walk away hand-in-hand, you cast a quick glance at her and stick your tongue out to mock her.
“i saw that,” he snickers and tugs you along, nearly causing you to stumble, “and you say i’m mean.”
“don’t get all smart, you called me your wife earlier.”
“shut up! it was meant to end the conversation early.”
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The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.
The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.
The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...
The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.
The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.
The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.
The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...
The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.
The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...
The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.
The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.
The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...