I Think I Drooled On Myself A Little Bit

i think i drooled on myself a little bit

Little Witch

HERE WE FUCKING GO! The hype behind this fic has been PHENOMENAL! But here’s the Osferth fic I promised you all. After all the teasers and crumbs I gave you from this, you should be pretty hype!

This fic reached 9k words! I went overboard with it and I regret NOTHING.

Warnings: SMUT (obviously), loss of virginity (osferth), A bit of angst, oral (both), breeding kink, talks of marriage, talks of 69…, Just Osferth being Osferth

Your wrists were bound together by rope that was currently being held tight by one of the men that had taken you hostage. You forgot his name. Sihtric, maybe? You could care less. You were just grateful that the men had stopped for the night and had you sitting by the fire with them.

“So, witch, why is Haesten so enamored with you?” asked the leader of them all, Uhtred.

“I do not know. Haesten stole me from my home where I was at peace, minding my own business. He had no right to take me, same as you.” you spat, venom dripping from the words you directed at your captor. He sighed heavily.

“If you think I wanted to take you, then you are wrong, witch. This is only a necessary precaution. But I know that Haesten would not take you for no reason. What exactly are your powers?”

“Stop calling me ‘witch’, Dane killer. I have a name. Y/N. Use it.” you barked before looking up at the stars and letting your voice soften.“I see things. That is why he took me.”

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I am beggggging for more aemond smut😫 your writing is so good

thank you😭💓🥺 don't worry, darling (ha), i have another eyepatch boi smut in the works😏

hi love, just wanted you to know that your "rocking the boat" fic is literally what's keeping tom's nation alive rn, some of my followers on tiktok confirmed this. we need you to write more if you're okay with it and you want to, please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 I'm literally begging you, whatever you want I'm sure you'll come up with smth good, we're desperate...

omg thank you so much🥺💕💕💕, the idea that i'm keeping something alive is stressful lmao, like remembering to water a plant (which i'm awful at). But I appreciate it nonetheless! More people need to write about Tom for real, he's a precious little menace

I'm sure I'll write more for him eventually, it's just a matter of coming up with something and finding the motivation to actually write it out lmao

𝐈𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 - Aemond Targaryen

hoe hoe hoe, heathens. merry Christmas to those who celebrate!!🎄 it's horny Santa here to gift y'all some very merry Christmas smut. for all those sinners who get too horny at the most inappropriate times, like Christmas lmao

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI, and people who've been on the Santa's nice list), masturbation, mutual masturbation, praise kink, bit of dom/sub vibes (if you squint), scratching, verrrry fluffy

word count | 2.1k🤙🏻

You were horny beyond belief. You felt like you were going to die if you didn’t have some sort of stimulation. Surely, you were going to be flooding beneath your nightgown if you got any more turned on. 

You wanted to be fucked and filled, you craved pleasure, pain, aches, everything. You craved Aemond, but Aemond wasn’t there.

It had been too long since you and your husband had sex, or seen each other. He had been gone for a few days, off with Vhagar on some mission for his mother. He wasn’t in any danger, but you still worried for him. And most of all, you missed how his cock filled and stretched you. You missed having him whisper sweet nothings in your ear as he bruised your cervix with how deeply he fucked you. You missed the ache in between your legs and how hoarse your voice was after he made you scream and yell in pleasure. 

Gods, you were hopeless.

It always came the strongest late at night. In you and Aemond’s shared bed, feeling his absence and his scent slowly disappearing. You often held onto his pillow, smelling the perfumed oils and products he always put in his lavish hair. You squeezed your thighs together, thrusting against nothing to try and get some friction, thinking about Aemond’s breath on your neck and his soft moans that always managed to give you goosebumps. You had always had difficulty getting yourself to climax by yourself, eventually your hand giving out from exertion and cramping, making your attempts to get to the peak futile. It was only Aemond who could get you there, and he knew that, always coming in with a smug smirk after being away from you for however many days knowing you were in agony without him there to help you. You were completely dependent on him to make you come. But tonight was just one of those nights when you had to do something about your aching desire.

You kicked off the covers of the bed, slowly lifting your shift until it reached just above your pelvis. You were so wet, only slightly running over your slit with your index finger once, holding it up to find it shimmering from the light of the fireplace. You laid your head back against your pillow, shutting your eyes and picturing Aemond’s face in your mind. You rubbed slow circles on your clit, gasping softly at the stimulation, imagining your husband smirking down at you and playfully chiding you for already being so sensitive. Even when he wasn’t with you physically, he still had you like putty in the palm of his hand. 

You moaned as you pushed two of your fingers inside of yourself, letting out a disappointed whine as your fingers weren’t nearly as thick and long as your husband’s cock was. It wasn’t enough, but you fucked yourself anyway, switching between teasing your entrance and your clit. “Fuck.” You whined, choosing to spend all your energy on your sensitive nub, for you knew that was the only possible way you could get off by yourself. 

“Aemond.” You gasped as a deep pang of pleasure shot through your core. Okay, so you were finally getting somewhere after several minutes of touching yourself. You finally had hope you could get yourself there for once. You kept delving deeper into your imagination, pretending it was Aemond touching you this way. It made you feel so much better picturing your husband, letting out a silent cry as you sped up the ministrations on your clit. Saying his name helped too, causing goosebumps to raise along your body. “Aemond…” You kept repeating.

“Yes, my darling?”

You let out a surprised yelp as your eyes shot open instantly, seeing your husband very much there at the end of your bed, smirking darkly with a glint in his eye. “You’re home? I didn’t hear you come in.” You stuttered, your face heating up like a furnace.

“I tried to enter as quietly as possible, I feared I’d wake you…but it seems you’re already wide awake, behaving like a bitch in heat no less.” The teasing comment only made you throb, biting the inside of your lip to keep yourself from moaning. “Missed me that much, hmm?”

You hummed in agreement, the noise coming out desperate and whiny. “You have no idea.”

Aemond took a seat at the edge of the bed, one leg propped up on the mattress and the other dangling over the side. He took off his eyepatch, the light from the fireplace making the sapphire gem sparkle. He laid his eye on you, scanning over your body until coming back to look at your needy expression. “Well, my darling, don’t let me interrupt you.”

“But…don’t you want to help me out?” You giggled nervously, wincing as your body thrummed for attention, your skin hot to the touch.

“Why would I do that when you’ve put on such a pretty show for me?”

“But you know I can rarely make myself…ya know, without your help. I need you so bad, my prince.” You went to reach for his trousers but he quickly slapped your hand away.

“You’re going to try for me. Maybe if you make yourself come, I’ll fuck you as a reward. Sound good to you?” He smirked. You exhaled shakily, and continued to rub your clit. “Slowly.” He instructed, and you obeyed him diligently. “That’s a good girl.” The praise went straight to your clit. Maybe this would be easier than you thought it would be?

“Aemond.” You whined as he rubbed his hand up and down your thigh, getting so close to where you were touching yourself but never quite reaching it.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m right here.” Yeah, and he wasn’t doing anything. Only then did you see he was starting to palm himself through his trousers, a very prominent bulge stressing against the fabric. You watched unwaveringly as he pulled his cock out of his pants, hearing him groan softly as he slowly pumped himself while watching you as well. “You’re not the only one who missed you, you know? I never stopped thinking about you on that tedious mission. My cock got so hard just thinking about you like this. Touching yourself, missing me, wishing I was here to fuck you so hard you’d keep the whole palace up with your screams.”

“Yes, Aemond, please.” You begged, speeding up your hand movements (with his permission) along with his, your pleasure getting more intense as your husband watched you. “Gods, I’ve wanted you so bad.”

“Fuck.” Aemond growled, briefly throwing his head back in pleasure. “Keep wanting me a little bit longer for me, okay? I want to watch you come undone on your fingers.” You keened as he grabbed one of your breasts, squeezing roughly, the feeling of his skin on yours electrifying. “Gods, you’re so beautiful. How lucky am I to be able to call you mine?”

“My husband…my beautiful husband.” You smiled, biting your lip as you writhed on the bed.

Aemond’s cock twitched in his hand as he watched you intently, focusing on the way your fingers moved against yourself, coating the digits in your slick to make the feeling even more pleasurable. He ran his hand up from your breast to your collarbone, up your neck and prodded at your lips until you opened them for him. He moaned in approval as you sucked on his long fingers, pulling them back out and using your saliva to rub circles on your nipples, your back arching slightly as your sensitivity was dialed up to eleven.

Aemond smirked as he saw your telltale signs that you were close to your climax, your breathing erratic and your moans coming out more strained and high pitched. “My pretty girl, are you going to come for me?” He asked as he pinched your nipples roughly, eliciting a cry from your lips.

“Yes, my love.” You panted, trying your best to force your eyes open to keep them trained on his face, the visage making your pleasure all the more intense. “Please, please…” You whispered, willing your hand to keep up its movements and for your orgasm to overtake you. Aemond ran his hand all over you, gripping whenever he could while still touching himself, his soft moans filling your ears and making your whole body feel weightless. You almost let out a sob as you were right there, right at that precipice. “Can I come, my prince?” You begged, your free hand holding onto Aemond’s tightly.

“Yes, come for me, my pretty girl."

“Aemond!” You cried as your orgasm finally washed over you, your whole body tensing and contracting as the waves of euphoria slammed down and knocked the breath out of you, your legs spasming around your drenched fingers.

“Gevie.” Aemond whispered soothingly, caressing your face as you came down from your high, placing feather light kisses to your hand that was still holding his.

“I want you to finish inside me, my prince.” You spoke breathlessly, still trying to catch your breath. “I need you, my love. I need to feel you.”

Aemond hummed, planting a kiss on your lips. “Who would I be to deny my lovely wife, who’s always so obedient to her husband?”

You gasped as Aemond turned you on your side facing him, situating himself on his side as well, pulling your hips forwards until you could feel his cock gently rub at your slit. He held your leg up as he slowly pushed himself inside you, both of you moaning in unison. Finally, the desire to be filled was achieved, so much better than your fingers. Aemond’s cock always stretched you just the right way, never failing to rub against that sweet spot that made you shudder and your toes curl. He had never had you in this position before, it felt almost as intimate as it did when he was on top of you. You both cuddled into each other, keeping eye contact as you gently rocked together, wrapping your legs against his waist to keep him as close as possible.

“I missed you, Aemond.” You whispered, cupping his jaw and placing a kiss on the tip of his nose, watching as his eye closed contently with a small smile.

“As I you, my love.” His breath hitched as you clenched around him, a soft purr escaping his lips as he involuntarily bucked against you. “If it were up to me, I’d have you like this all day and all night. You’d never leave my bed.”

“I think I’d quite enjoy that.” You giggled, your eyebrows then furrowing and your mouth opening in a silent cry as Aemond rutted against you rougher, his grip on your hips surely leaving bruises with how tight his hold on you was. “All I need is you. You’re all I ever need or want. No one makes me feel the way you make me feel.”

Aemond growled as he flipped you on your back, pinning you to the bed as he fucked you fast and hard, his primal urges taking over as you spoke your loving words. “Gods, I love you.” He moaned, burying his face in your neck as his cock bruised your cervix, hitting the ends of you over and over until you were sobbing.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, don’t stop!” You cried, digging your nails into his back, hearing him hiss as you created angry red marks that would remain there for a while, not that he would mind. He loved getting marked by you, it reminded him that he was yours and you were his, the way it always should be.

Aemond moaned loudly, his cock twitching inside you as his thrusts became more wild and erratic, feeling his teeth dig into the sensitive skin of your neck. “You feel so good, pretty girl. Do you want my cum, love?”

“Yes, I want it. I need it, my beautiful prince. Give it to me.” You begged, pulling him as close to you as humanly possible. Aemond let out a low, rumbly groan as he stilled inside you, painting your velvety walls with his thick cum, thrusting it deeper and deeper inside you, not pulling out even when he was entirely spent.

After a minute of catching his breath, Aemond carefully turned the both of you on your side like you both had been previously, keeping his cock inside you and wrapping his arms around you, a content smile on his face. “I apologize for making you wait so long.” He spoke softly, kissing the top of your head.

You leaned up to kiss the underside of his jaw, burying your head in his toned chest. “It was worth it.” You chuckled, letting out a satisfied sigh, closing your eyes and breathing Aemond in. “Just keep holding me like this.”

“I wouldn’t dream of ever letting you go, my love.”

sorry this was a bit short, i've been so very busy this holiday season as most are i'd assume. i'm exhausted lmao

𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 - Aegon II Targaryen

don't judge me, i've been falling in lust with tom glynn-carney. i blame him and his stupid handsome face.

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), incest, sub!Aegon, praise kink, oral (m and f!receiving), orgasm denial (if you squint), dacryphilia, mentions of abuse

word count | 2.6k🤙🏻

It was the middle of the night when you heard frantic knocking at your door.

You were restless and hadn’t been sleeping anyway, but it immediately concerned you at who would be up at such a late hour. But you relaxed when you opened your door to see your brother, Aegon. 

Of course it was him, who else would it be? You should’ve known, he has on more than several occasions snuck to your bedroom to seek comfort in your bed, ever since he was a young boy. It looked like tonight was no different. His eyes were red and watery, thick tears streaming down his face. He pleaded to you silently, and you instantly knew what he needed.

You quickly ushered him inside your chambers, sitting him on the edge of your bed, taking his hands and bringing them up to your lips to kiss them softly. “Again?” You asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Aegon let his tears fall freely, unashamed in your company, sighing in slight relief as you cupped his face, your soft skin on his encouraging him to look at you. “It’s becoming her favorite pastime.”

Your mother hasn’t always been the gentlest person, having to grow up quicker than most children, being forced to marry and bed a man over twice her age. It hardened her, made her rough around the edges that often showed itself to her own children. She was never the most patient or compassionate mother, with her eldest least of all. Aegon would often take the brunt of her verbal lashings, even taking her physical punishments. Your brother would often come to your chambers with a bruise or red markings on his face, not able to stand being alone knowing you had the tender caring presence that your mother never had. It seemed like all of Alicent’s better motherly qualities got transferred over to you, being the youngest of her children, the one who was always babied whether you liked it or not.

You never understood your siblings' hesitance to be around your mother when you were younger, you and Aemond would often be the two who’d spent the most time with her, you absolutely adored her. You didn’t understand until you stepped out of line one day. Up until that point, you were always the most well behaved, always did as you were told. You just wanted to have fun, for once. Aegon had taken you out to the streets of King’s Landing to show you the culture, but you got caught and were immediately brought back to your mother. You had never witnessed such anger from your mother before. She yelled at Aegon until she went blue in the face, scolding your brother for putting you at risk, slapping him multiple times. She had even slapped you when you attempted to intervene, telling her you wanted to go with him. You and Aegon hadn’t been allowed to see each other or leave your chambers for a week after that.

Aegon was always extra careful with you after that night, caring, something he rarely showed others. He never wanted you to see that side of your mother, always having to see it himself, so the fact that it happened because of him laid guilt on his shoulders heavily. You were the only person he ever treated with such care, he was like a different person when it came to you. It confused you to see him treat others so rudely, then turn around and treat you like a queen. You had realized that he had a fondness for you when he came to your chambers the night of your eighteenth name day, finally expressing how much he adored you, feeling protective of you ever since you were born. When he was with you, he never felt like he had to drink or whore around to feel at ease. Your presence was more than enough for him. He took you to bed that night, whispering how much he loved you over and over again.

Every night since then, he had snuck into your chambers, craving your embrace more than wine. Or, if your mother had another lashing out, he’d come to you to bask in your love, love he never received from Alicent. Just like tonight. “What happened this time?” You asked Aegon, gently thumbing away some of his fallen tears.

He chuckled bitterly. “I made a joke, like I always do. It was about our cunt of a half sister.”

You clicked your tongue in disapproval. “You know I don’t like that word. And you shouldn’t call her that in front of mother either, you know she was fond of her once.”

“I can’t imagine how, they’re completely different.”

You smiled shyly, bumping your shoulder against his. “So are we.”

He finally smiled, albeit sadly. “Yes. Though, you’re not as annoying as Rhaenyra.”

“Sounds like a challenge.” You smirked, poking his face until he gave you a genuine smile.

“Alright, alright, knock it off.” He giggled, grabbing your hand and holding it to his heart. “I need you, darling. I need you to distract me, please.” He begged, sniffling and wiping away the rest of his tears, turning to face you with pleading eyes.

You shushed him softly, holding his face as you placed feather light kisses all over him, hearing him let out a quiet whimper as you finally connected your lips with his. “Don’t worry, my love. I’m going to take care of you.” Aegon suddenly became more forceful, his desperation pouring into the kiss, grabbing onto your waist with a bruising grip. You gently pushed him away, ignoring his growl. “Hold on, hold on, baby. You’re not doing that, not tonight.” He let out a sharp breath as you pushed him back roughly, straddling his waist so you could have more control.

Aegon loved to control you in bed, but more often than not, you were the one to take control over him, especially when he came to you after one of your mother’s outbursts. That’s another reason he loved you, you always seemed to know what he needed. He loved being put in his place, he loved pleasing you, having your approval. He often thought he could live his entire life underneath you. “You’re gonna be a good boy for me, right?” You whispered, running a hand down his torso until you reached the laces on his trousers, feeling his already hardening cock push against the fabric.

“Yes, my love.” He whimpered, trying his best not to buck up against your hand as you undid the laces, slowly pulling down his pants. “Please…”

“Such a needy baby already.” You hummed, running your hands up his thighs, pushing his shirt up and over his head, rendering him completely bare underneath you while you were still in your shift. “Tell me what you want, love.” You cooed, kissing up his inner thighs, causing him to squirm.

“Need your mouth on my cock. Please, darling.” He whimpered pitifully, letting out a soft moan as you licked up the underside of his cock slowly, placing a gentle kiss on the tip. As you slowly took his throbbing member into your mouth inch by inch, the moan that escaped his lips was downright sinful it would even make the most lecherous whore blush. The beautiful sound traveled all the way down your body and made your walls clench around nothing, feeling painfully empty. “Need you to fuck me.” He whined, making you come off his cock with a stern glare.

“What? You’re not happy with me sucking your cock? Not enough for you? Maybe I should just stop then.”

“No, no!” He quickly cried. “Please, it felt so good.” You smirked as you got off your knees, pulling down your nightgown and stepping out of it, crawling on top of Aegon, him watching you with desperate glazed over eyes. “You’re so beautiful, my love.”

“I know.”

“Need you so bad.” Aegon whispered as he sat up to wrap his lips around one of your hardened nipples, eliciting a soft gasp from you.

“I know, I know, darling. But you’ll have to wait.” You yanked his head back by his hair roughly, biting your lip at the pretty little yelp he made, your desire between your legs growing rapidly. “You said you’d be a good boy for me, right?” You pushed him back down against the bed, crawling up until you lining up your dripping pussy with his face, his eager expression making a pleasurable ache twist in your gut. “So be a good boy and fuck me with your tongue, Aegon.”

You let out a relieved moan as Aegon immediately kissed your clit roughly, licking up and down your folds as you held onto his hair and tried to keep yourself steady. He wrapped his arms around your thighs and forced you down on his face completely, making sure you couldn’t move away even if you wanted to. But you absolutely did not have any intention to move, not when his tongue was working you to your orgasm so perfectly. He wasn’t always the best at it, but with your instruction, he became a master at pleasuring you. He always joked that it was the only thing he could do correctly, and if only he was as good at preparing to be king as he is at giving head. “Fuck, Aegon!” You cried out, rutting your hips against his face as he lapped at your clit like a man starved, pushing himself harder and harder until you had to pull his hair just to get some reprieve from overstimulation. “How do I taste, my love?”

“So good.” He slurred. “Sweeter than King’s Landing’s finest wine. I could get drunk off you."

“I think you already have.” You giggled, gasping loudly as he dove back in, moaning like he was being pleasured and not the other way around. “You’re making me feel so good, Aegon.” You smiled as he whimpered, loving how you praised him. “Fuck, I’m so close. You gonna make me come, my love?”

“Yes.” He whispered against you, his breath sending a shiver down your spine. “I wanna make you come. Please, come for me.” He whined, sucking on your clit hard until you cried.

“Yes, yes, yes.” You moaned as you rode his face, entirely uncaring if you were suffocating him or not, all you wanted was that sweet release. Aegon simply let you rut against his tongue, your arousal dripping down his throat. Your thighs shook around his face, spasming and trying your best to hold yourself upright as your release finally washed over you, goosebumps rising all over your body and a strained cry escaping your mouth.

You shakily crawled off Aegon’s face, seeing his mouth upturned in a boyish grin with your slick coating his lips and chin. “You did so good for me, love.” You kissed his forehead, trailing your lips down his face then neck. “I think you deserve a reward, hm?” You smirked, leering at his needy expression as you straddled his waist, ever so slightly grinding yourself on his cock, making him exhale sharply.

Lining up his cock with your entrance, you and Aegon moaned loudly as you slowly sunk down on him, your walls stretching strenuously in an attempt to accommodate his size, the slight sting making you whimper. Aegon threw his head back against your pillow with a sigh as you finally were able to take the last few inches of him, sitting comfortably until you started to leisurely rock your hips against him. You were in no hurry, knowing you had hours until he had to sneak back into his own chambers. You wanted to prolong this for as long as possible; you could already tell Aegon was starting to lose his patience, trying to buck his hips against you but you quickly placed your palms firmly on his chest to keep him from moving.

“Darling, please-”

“Shh.” You cooed, leaning down to kiss his plump lips, smoothing over the hair on his hair softly. “Just relax. We don’t need to hurry tonight.”

“I wanna come so bad…” He whined, eyes glazing over with tears, gracefully trailing down the sides of his face and creating a tiny puddle on your pillows.

“You are so incredibly pretty when you cry, my darling.” You smirked, lapping up his tears with your hot tongue, pulling away when he tried to kiss you. “You remember who’s in control here, right?” You asked sweetly, but keeping a dark glare in your eyes, admiring the way his bottom lip trembled.

Aegon let out a soft sob as you rocked your hips back and forth agonizingly slow, the cute noise sending a shock wave throughout your core. You didn’t even want to give him what he wanted anymore, all so you could hear those sweet sounds. But you were getting impatient as well, your pussy throbbing and desperately craving some friction. You both let out cries as you lifted yourself up and forcefully slammed back down on his cock, his eyes closed tightly and sucking air through his teeth. “Eyes on me.” You commanded, grabbing his jaw tightly. “Keep looking at me, love.” You spoke more lovingly, caressing the side of his face as you sped up and bounced on him in fervor.

“Feels so good.” He moaned, a quiet growl escaping his throat as he held onto your hips firmly, but it wasn’t quiet enough to escape your ears. You cursed as you started to feel another orgasm bubbling up inside of you, your walls clenching around him in a vice grip as the tip of his cock kept hitting that sweet spot in you. “Fuck—I’m so close. Gods, I need it so bad.” He begged, tightening his hold on you, afraid you’d deny him. But you needed another release as much as he needed his first one.

You let out a wanton moan as you didn’t hold back as you fucked Aegon hard, the sound of your skin slapping wetly against his echoing around the apartment, a blush dusting your face as your pussy made the most lewd noises. “You’re so beautiful.” Aegon whispered, looking up at you in awe. “You’re a goddess, my goddess.”

Your eyes threatened to roll to the back of your head as your orgasm washed over you, pure euphoria that made you dig your nails into Aegon’s pale chest and your toes curling tightly, not as tightly as your pulsing walls clenched around him. It lasted longer than you expected, a thin sheen of sweat coating your body as you held onto Aegon for dear life. You let out a breathy moan as you finally finished, an exhausted smile on your face. But Aegon hadn’t come yet, you ignored the overstimulation as you continued to bounce on his cum coated cock. “Are you going to come for your goddess?” You smirked, feeling his cock twitch inside you and watching his brows furrow as he let out a silent cry.

“My love, my love…” Aegon moaned, bucking up into you as fast as he humanly could, making you curse. “I’m gonna-” You quickly lifted yourself off of him, grinding your pussy on his shaft until he came with a low groan, spilling his seed onto his belly. You planted light kisses all over his face as he breathed heavily, smiling as you heard him chuckle.

“Was that okay?” You asked, gently pushing his hair out of his face.

“Of course, my love. I always enjoy you.” You felt quite proud of yourself as you laid down beside him, resting your head on his chest, sighing contently. He kissed the top of your head, breathing you in as he pulled you as close as possible. “You know how much I love you, right?” He asked suddenly, causing you to laugh.

“You’ve told me as such, in great detail, multiple times.”

“Good, just making sure.”

really in my "i can fix him" era

Please write more for Osferth! Your last fic was amazing!!!

Aw, thank you so much, I really appreciate that!!!💕 and don't worry, I have a couple ideas I'm trying to figure out how to write at the moment.

I've realized, for me, soft boys™ are hard to work with more than others for some reason😂 Words don't word properly with sweethearts