it's so good * *

honestly nothing is better than having a day to yourself where you’re free to stim constantly and submerge yourself in whatever your special interest is like this is the ultimate form of healing

dreamfar628  asked:

If you're still doing the prompts could you please do wrist + Nobuyuki?😶

  • Nobuyuki + Wrist (desire/lust)

“Are you trying to seduce someone, Lord Yukimura?”

She says it with so little forethought and insight into the mind of his dear brother, he’ll have to snort in amusement. So sudden will it burst forth, like a gale of wind from his chest, he won’t have enough time to catch the sound against his sleeve before it travels across the wind to where they are huddled. 

“Milord, have you heard?” she calls out. “Your brother has a lady crush.”

Of course he does, but how she hasn’t recognised it escapes him. It’s not that he thinks her dumb, quite the contrary, but one would have to be a little thick in the head to not notice how his brother’s mood oscillates between extremes thanks to a girl with eyes so big and true he himself risks falling into them.

“I’m sure my brother has been very subtle in his bid to win her hand.” He’ll give Yukimura a pointed look, stopping beside him. Calm down, it says, she doesn’t know.

She gives them both a toothy smile, and the strangest sensation will flood him. A warmth low and sultry pushes against his skin. He suddenly understands why Yukimura acts the fool around her. It’s that smile, he concludes. It’s a very lovely smile, without a trace of guile, so forward and bright he feels an itch in his fingers to reach out and curl his hand around her hair. How utterly absurd, he thinks a moment later, and the disappointing lack of restraint he shows will irk him.

“Perhaps we can help. Show your brother how to woo her off her feet.“

“And what would you suggest, my dear?” 

Damn. Too forward. Her brows arch. She noticed.

“A demonstration,” she says, after a meaningful pause. “Look alive, Lord Yukimura. This is for your benefit.”

He has but the space of a heartbeat to catch on before she reaches out for something, and then he doesn’t know what to think because his mind will have suddenly fled for the sudden heat that jolts and curls around his fingers. He looks down and sees it’s her hand around his wrist and, dear god, he can’t be thinking this but oh how he wishes she would just step closer and engulf him.

“So Lord Yukimura, you see how I’ve grasped your brother? This is what you do next.”

And for all of Yukimura’s embarrassed wheezing, it’s nothing compared to the fierce hunger crashing through him in that moment. As she turns towards him and gazes into his eyes, his body will feel like it’s shedding years of musty cobwebs to become moist and dewy.

She tugs at his hand then, playfully, until it goes slack and she lifts it, with great care, letting it hang in the air between them.

“Milord, excuse me,” she says softly, breath tickling his fingers.

His poor, dear, fool of a brother will look at them with such conflict it will make him feel like a bully when he’s alone in his room later. But right now, with so much heat coiling around him, there’s only his plonking heart and her lips pressing delicately into his wrist. Then her tongue flicks out, like a butterfly’s kiss, licking at his flesh. All the while her eyes stay locked on his, and he won’t believe what she shows him. She’ll let him see inside those big depths, past the sweetness and light and down and down into a chamber of flames and scathing desire. All consuming and wreaking havoc on his self-control, pulling him both ways until there’s nothing but fire, fire everywhere, in her eyes, his eyes, all around them. He knows he should run, but he wants nothing more than to be strangled by the chains keeping her shadows at bay.

Then it’s gone. All of it. So suddenly he sucks in a rush of air, hand falling innocently to his side.

There will be a moment too long between them, a crackle they share with their eyes, before she smiles that toothy smile and strolls off, chuckling at Yukimura and sending him a jovial wink.

The destruction she leaves behind devastates him. He won’t know what to say afterwards for the longest time, only that his heart will henceforth murmur the same thing every day to itself whenever he sees his brother: 

I’m in trouble.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.

Please forgive me.

i jus wnna say rlly quick tht kim taehyung’s natural skin is v beautiful

@victuurisims submitted:

AHHHH IS IT TOO LATE TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY?? WELL HAPPY BIRTH ANYWAY! I HAD THIS ALREADY PREPARED BC MY BIRTHDAY WAS LITERALLY 3 WEEKS AGO, BUT I’D BE HAPPY TO SHARE THE VICTUURI CAKE

!!! thank you so so much!!!

Imagine sleeping over at the Seventeen dorm and having to share one blanket with Woozi because there wasn’t any extra for you to use so you two had to cuddle really closely just to fit both your bodies under that one blanket.

You're a Dream Come True (Except I Never Had Dreams Like You)

“I had a dream about you,” Cloud says, but it’s more like a question than a statement. He’s stopped walking, trailing a few feet behind as he looks down at his hands. There’s the slightest lift in the tone of his voice that would be unnoticeable to anyone who didn’t know him well.

“Why do you sound unsure?” Sephiroth asks when Cloud lapses back into silence. He tries to make eye contact and see the answer for himself, but Cloud is studying the buster sword as if he had had a dream about it.

“Because you were still there when I woke.” Cloud looks up to meet Sephiroth’s gaze at last, his blue eyes thoughtful. “Strange, to dream about what you already have.”

He shrugs as if it’s not worth worrying about anymore, shoulders his sword and starts walking again. He has a slight smile on his face, a look that only recently replaced his blank frown as his default expression.

It’s convenient for Sephiroth that he and Cloud are accustomed to and comfortable with silence, because he honestly doesn’t know what to say in response to such a heartfelt admission. So he just takes Cloud’s hand, and squeezes you’ll always have me into the blonde’s very fingerprints instead.

(some fluffy Sefikura to cheer you up, sunshine! I’m not well versed in the ship though so hopefully it’s still good <3)