#(although he'll come up with a few sexy ideas)

[giurochedadomani]

For the Spotify Top 100 ficlet prompt: 55, One Piece, whatever you're feeling!

Por la boca vive el pez- Fito & Fitipaldis

(It's my absolute favourite rock ballad in the world, the singer is basically playing around with the popular saying 'por la boca muere el pez', meaning 'the fish dies because of its mouth', meaning 'liars usually rattle themselves out', and he's using that to say how he cannot live anymore while denying his feelings).

“I apologize”. 

Mihawk’s words throw Shanks out of a loop. He closes the door of his cabin, his other hand lightly squeezing Mihawk’s shoulder as he tries to search his face. The penumbra elongates the swordsman’s gesture, making him seem… sad? Embarrassed? In the lonely light of the only couple of candles lit up on Shanks’ desk. 

“...My behavior was unfitting”, Mihawk continues. Shanks blinks, a total loss of words. “I’ll understand if you—”. 

“What are you going on about?”, Shanks cuts him off, heart pounding in his chest as his mind automatically jumps to every single instance throughout the evening in which Mihawk has been uncharacteristically handsy. How Shanks moved Mihawk’s legs to let people use the stairs of the ship they were drinking on and Mihawk just kind of. Left his legs on Shanks’ lap. How he gently took Shanks’ hand and put it again on his knee, every time Shanks thought that he was getting tired of him idly running his fingers on it. 

Mihawk, ever so helpful, gives a non committal shrug. 

Shanks takes a breath. 

“Look”, he says, directing Mihawk to sit on his bed: “I took you out because you usually do not get this drunk, not because—”, he strips him of his coat, then kneels to take out his boots and hopes that not looking at him helps him say something that makes more or less sense, “they’ve done wilder shit— hey, I’ve done wilder shit, it’s just. You usually do not get this drunk”. 

Because that’s the thing. His mind keeps circling back to Mihawk touching him —to things like that little displeased noise he made every time Shanks moved his hand away— but the reality is that the swordsman has been pretty out of it throughout their entire meeting. Hell, he already seemed a little weirded out in the morning, when he’s shown up to their customary duel. 

He looks up at Mihawk’s somber face, and squeezes his thigh even though the other doesn’t look at him. 

“What’s going on?”. 

It cannot be the marines, and thinking about the possibility of a rival making Mihawk this sad makes Shanks internally laugh. That leaves the prospect of Mihawk being in this state by something Shanks adjacent, but he cannot think of anything the swordsman wouldn’t tell him upfront, Mihawk’s tongue being at times as sharp as Yoru. 

Well, nothing realistic, anyway. 

“At this point you’ve got to know that you can tell me about whatever’s going on, and that I won’t use it against you”, Shanks says, because it bears to be said, apparently. “Except if it’s about how you’re bad at fighting with knives. But I already know that”, he teases with a smile. 

Mihawk huffs, and it almost sounds like a snort, and if Shanks pays attention, he can almost see a corner of the swordsman’s lips pulling up. His chest feels warm. 

Warmer, still, when Mihawk’s eyes drop to his lips. 

He closes his mouth. His heart is beating out of rhythm, impossibly loud in his ears in the silence of the room. Half of Mihawk’s face is obscured, the light of the candles a tenuous glint on his golden iris, stuck on Shanks’ lips. Does Mihawk feel the warmth of his cheek, when he cups it? Does he blame it on the alcohol? 

The spell is broken when a wave makes Shanks’ tense position tip, hands scrambling for support on Mihawk’s thighs, straw hat tipped back and hanging on his back and—  he grabs the other’s hand without a second thought, pulling it back to his cheek where the swordsman left it first.   

“...This is okay”, Shanks mutters, because it apparently also needs to be said. It tips Mihawk’s surprise into something close to fondness, if Shanks is reading him well. 

The swordsman kisses his grin away.

#mishanks #akagami no shanks #dracule mihawk #one piece #one piece live action #opla #this is the one idea in which Mihawk has a sexy sexy dream about Shanks and has trouble coping #and coming to terms with the fact that he wants shanks and has no idea about how to get shanks #not expanding on that because I also want to do at some point some continuation in which Shanks says something cheesy #I've dreamt about this (kissing you #being with you etc) #that type of thing #And Mihawk goes: oh!!! So you've dreamt about this! #without realizing that 1) shanks didn't mean it quite literally #(although he'll come up with a few sexy ideas) #2) he's just confirmed to shanks that he has in fact dreamt about sleeping with him #an all around very mortifying experience for mihawk #but hey this little scene served for the spotify ask #xD

[beauty-in-negative-spaces]

Sparda boys Vs. A crush

I saw a few other people do this so I figured I'd give my two cents. I'm hoping to write more often so if there's something you'd wanna see my requests are open :)

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Dante

While Dante has the reputation of a player, when he starts to fall he falls hard.

It'll start out innocent enough, he thinks about them a lot, will often worry about them when they're away, typical golden retriever man stuff.

He'll always bring them up in conversation or, when talking to them, will bring up him thinking about them.

"Last night I saw this movie, the lead totally reminded me of you-"

Dante will take every chance he can to flirt with them.

Even if they're just passing by he has to tell them how much he likes the outfit they're wearing or the way they did their hair.

When Lady and Trish tease him for being so infatuated he'll deny it vehemently.

"We're just friends, I talk to everyone like that!" "Uh huh, you totally tell everyone they look sexy eating pizza Dante."

Has no idea how down bad he is until one night he's cranking one out and their image pops into his head.

One thing's for sure, the post nut clarity is a bitch slap of truth this time.

Vergil

Unlike Dante, Vergil is a much harder nut to crack (hah)

He catches himself falling hard and fast before he can show it externally

He'll immediately emotionally withdraw himself once he realizes how he feels. Of course he cares about them, that's why he has to keep them away.

Although he emotionally distanced himself, he can't physically stay away from them.

This only worsens his internal struggle, and soon enough he'll start making excuses in his head to justify staying around them.

"If I don't flirt with them then there's no harm done, talking about books over tea never hurt anyone" "I don't care about them anymore, they'll only get hurt, but it'll hurt them too if I skip lunch with them tomorrow."

This continues until he reaches his final conclusion, "I can be strong enough to protect them this time."

From that point on he'll take the secret admirer route, leaving small gifts and notes, mostly poems, for them to find.

Vergil will take note of things they tell him to add in later. They mention their favorite candy? You bet they're gonna find a small package with a hand written note later that night.

Nero

It's really not too hard to tell when Nero has a crush.

While he's considered the most level headed of the three, he's also the one who can't seem to find his footing when he's down bad.

He'll become a blushy mess whenever they're around. (Nico likes to tease him about how his ears turn red)

He's so desperate to win them over he'll take advice from anyone, even Dante (big mistake).

Bad pickup line after bad pickup line, he tries his best.

He'll try to get as close to them as possible, mentally noting down every detail about them and their life.

He'll try to go the same route as Vergil but will soon get impatient (both with coming up with good notes and how long it's taking)

After a while he finds it easiest to just be honest about how he feels.

#devil may cry #devil may cry headcanons #devil may cry imagines #dante x reader #vergil x reader #nero x reader #dmc dante #vergil dmc #dmc nero

[gabessquishytum]

Dream knows that most people are aware he hates parties, especially if he has to socialize with his parents "friends" at these parties, but Hob Gadling is back in town and Dream missed him!

Hob was friends with Dream's older siblings and Dream could barely hide his raging (little kid) crush on Hob.

Hob was nice about it, but Dream's cringe when he thinks back on it makes his whole body blush. And when Hob was leaving, away from teasing eyes, he kissed Dream on the cheek and told him that when he gets older and grows into his obvious beauty, proper men will be throwing themselves at him and Dream will forget all about "lame" Hob Gadling.

Well people do tell Dream he's beautiful and idiots throw themselves at him, but he never forgot, never wants to forget, Hob Gadling.

This is totally one of my weaknesses when it comes to age gap relationships. I looove the idea of baby Dream having an enduring crush on older, cooler boy. He's determined to get his man.

Imagine how Hob feels when he sees Dream walking into the room. He was totally right - Dream is beautiful, sexy, downright ethereal. He's like a fairytale prince come to life and there's NO way he'll be interested in Hob. Because Hob is handsome, sure, and charming. But he's in his mid thirties now, he teaches high school, and he's definitely more cozy than cool. So just imagine his surprise when Dream practically trips over himself to get to Hob’s side of the room. He kisses Hob on the cheek, dangerously close to the end of his mouth, and for a minute he's just like that cute kid from so many years ago.

They spend the whole party getting to know each other. Dream is doing his art, and he loves that Hob is a teacher. They both have similar values, although they get into a few spirited discussions... no ones ever seen Dream like this is a social situation before. He looks happy.

He's even happier when Hob asks him back to his hotel room for a drink. They just about make it into the lift before they're kissing like horny teens. Dream replays that chaste kiss on the cheek from years ago over in his mind and he can't help but feel so smug. Now he's got Hob properly where he wants him, pinned up against the mirrored wall of the lift, kissing him madly and groping handfuls of his arse. It's everything he's ever fantasised about.

Just wait until Hob finds out that Dream’s been saving himself specially for him this whole time. He knew that he'd get Hob eventually, and although he's fingered himself plenty, he promised he'd never have anything inside him except Hob. He absolutely can't wait to make all his dreams a reality...

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft

[hauskate]

If ur rqs are open, what do you think karma’s type would be? Personality wise or any way really! (kinkiness involved ofc.) If you’re comfy with answering that is! Thank you 💕

aight this is a good one. also thanks for sending it in!! hehe let me know if you agree :)

karma is the sadistic type- obviously. hickeys, bondage, dacryphilia, exhibitionism, edging, anything to give you painful pleasure. just seeing your face light up from his ministrations has him satisfied to a point. you just look so cute for him~

speaking of cute, personality-wise he would most likely prefer innocence. someone who's kind but also isn't afraid to defend themself- he just finds it so sexy to watch you get all fired up.

he especially likes your innocence in the bedroom- or in public, depends on when he's hot and bothered. just the idea of making such a kind and sweet person get on their knees to suck him off is satisfying.

now, he isn't the degrading type all of the time. you're the only person he actually cares about- he doesn't want to hurt you. it's easy for him to order around anyone else, but his s/o and very close friends are the only ones he can't bring himself to harm.

even though he's a dominant force to be reckoned with, sometimes he'll let you ride him. key word- sometimes. it only happens when he's exhausted from work or just feeling generous (although he will end up flipping you over at some point to get himself to cum). he also is pretty impatient so don't make him wait or you won't be able to move afterwards~

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"Come on, baby~ Only a few more times. For Daddy?"

"Ah~ F-Fuck... We're in public, Karma. Can't this wait until we- until we get home-" Your breath kept catching, barely staying at a whisper. A restaurant really wasn't the best place for your boyfriend to edge you, but damn it felt so good.

"If you keep quiet now..." His hand went back down your thigh, again keeping you from that sweet high. "...I'll give you a special treat when we get home~"

The sickenly sweet tone kept turning you on by the second. His fingers again hit your sweet spot, moving at a merciless pace. "O-Okay, Daddy. Please... Please just let me cum~"

"Good.♡"

#f me i guess #assassination classroom #ass class #assclass #karma akabane #karma imagine #karma x reader #karma thirst #smut #tw smut #hyzinisstillalive #tw dacryphilia #tw dark content

[odiesbun]

Helloween: TxT ver.

There may be mistakes in the text because my native language is not English. Thank you for your likes!

WARNINGS: fluff, Halloween, costumes, pumpkins, house decorations, etc.

Number of characters in the text: 4096

Yeonjun Yeonjun doesn't really participate too much in the feast, he only comes to eat the food. He has a lot of ideas on how to prepare and present certain dishes, including a lot of food decorations like colored icing, different skewers and the like. "Let's decorate the cupcakes with candles, pour caramel over the fruit and pretend it's blood, and make little wings and shards of dough for the rest of the food? That would look great!" He's actually a very creative person. Will pretend to have absolutely no interest in it, but actually have fun like a little kid and run after you with big, cute eyes. "Wow, look, I found a witch's hat! Do you think it would look better on me or on you? Come on, baby, I'm just kidding, of course it would be yours."

Soobin He really wants your costume to be more sexy, not cute, if you don't mind of course. But there's no way he's going to let you off the hook if you actually agree to wear that costume. He'll nag and balk, but he won't let go. "I said no. Hold on to my hand, I won't let you move even a few feet away! Am I jealous? Yes, maybe." He doesn't seem to be going to much trouble with his costume. I think the most he can do is cut holes in the sheet for his eyes and fit completely into it, arguing that he's dressed up as a ghost. He's just too lazy to do anything, yep. "All the costumes in the store are gone, so I decided to make my own. Ah, uh, I'm a ghost, boo!"

Beomgyu He's the one who is most suited to this holiday. Beomgyu is just made for Halloween, you know? He'll be waiting for you around the corner, and after you barely get on your doorstep, he'll jump out from around the corner and yell a loud "Boo!", laughing mischievously. "Come on, that was really funny! I'm so boo, and you're so AH! Haha, baby girl, I'll be sure to get that moment on camera!" Little tease. But really, I know how to scare him too. Pretend you're busy doing something or going somewhere, and then sharply throw a fake spider or insect at him. The Beomgyu will go crazy. "AAH, IT'S A SPIDER!!! Wait, it's not real… *bows to the spider, you pull the string, the spider jumps up* AAH, NO, HE IS REAL, SAVE ME!!!"

Taehyun Is working VERY hard to get ready for the holiday to make you happy. He will decorate the room himself, make the hors d'oeuvres and prepare you the best appetizers, he is the most golden guy of all. "So while you were gone, I decorated all the rooms in the house, made some snacks for the two of us, and I also made couples costumes for us." HE LOVES STEAMY COSTUMES AND ALL THINGS STEAMY, YOU WON'T CHANGE MY MIND. Another fan of carving pumpkins. He won't really bother with the whole thing, just carve the pumpkin's eyes, mouth and nose and then put a flashlight inside. "I think we should give this pumpkin to the guys because it doesn't look as pretty as the others. Although, if we do that, Soobin can use it as a house for Odie, and I don't want a hedgehog living in my pumpkin… Hmm, no, we'll keep this pumpkin."

Huening Kai Kai is used to always spending this holiday with his family, so if you suggest that he dress up in costumes and walk around town with the guys, he will be very stubborn for a long time and still refuse in the end. "No! My mom, by the way, invited you and me and my sisters to visit, they made lots and lots of goodies! Why don't we go over to her house and meet my parents?" In fact, Kai's favorite part of the holiday is cooking, like Yeonjun. He won't be as creative, but he will treat it with great care and curiosity. You will be assisted by his two sisters, Lea and Bahiyyih. "Ah, girls, WE ARE BURNING ALL THE COOKIES NOW!!! Will someone please help me decorate the pumpkin, I can't handle it!" There's a lot of panic…

#txt reaction #txt #txt reactions #txt imagines #yeonjun #soobin #choi yeonjun #taehyun #taehyung #kang taehyun #tomorrow x together #beomgyu #choi beomgyu #kai #huening txt #hueningkai #txt x reader #reactions #odiesbun

[galraluver]

Can I ask about a bit angsty scenario? I’ve got one idea

It is an au where Blaytz and his s/o are engaged but there is one of nalquodi (gender neutral/up to you ) is really pissed because they were in love with Blaytz so they attempt to kill his s/o

However, s/o is alive, but what Blaytz will do with that poor nalquodi?

Of course you can. I'm honestly not good at writing angsty stuff but I'll try my best

Also, Vulu is just a random name I'm using for the sake of this fic

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Blaytz sat on a chair in the waiting room of the palace infirmary as he waited for the doctor to come get him, trying his best not to worry about (Y/n) being dead after she had nearly been killed; he knew exactly who did it but during that moment he just wanted to make sure his fiancé was going to live. The nalquodi king felt so many emotions swirling around inside of him while he waited which was expected since he literally found (Y/n) nearly bleeding out in home earlier that same day. Blaytz decided to pay her a visit earlier and when he saw Vulu near her home he knew nothing good could come of it; the other nalquodi man was in love with him and hated (Y/n) because Blaytz loved her instead of him. He would get revenge later, although for the time being he wanted to make sure (Y/n) was okay; just because he was a paladin of Voltron didn't mean he couldn't sentence someone in his kingdom to death for attempting to murder the woman he was going to marry. Blaytz stood up when the doctor finally came to get him after four hours of waiting, the young king meeting them halfway across the waiting room.

"How is she?" Blaytz asked the doctor with a soulless tone, mentally preparing himself to receive news of her death which thankfully wouldn't be the case.

"She's very weak from all the blood she lost but she'll live, although she's going to need to stay here until she gets her strength back. She's been asking for you ever since she woke up." The doctor calmly answered as they gave him the good news; they just barely managed to save (Y/n) after giving her a few blood transfusions.

"Thank you for saving her." Blaytz responded after he let out a sigh of relief, immediately rushing into the room where his lover was waiting for him.

The doctor smiled as they watched Blaytz leave them behind, deciding to give the nalquodi king and his soon-to-be queen the privacy they needed. In the meantime, once Blaytz entered the room his significant other was laying in he stopped in his tracks and looked at her; seeing her usually radiant (S/t) skin look so pale made his heart ache with sorrow. He would pay Vulu a 'special' visit the next day to get rid of him, although during that moment he was focused on seeing his true love. Blaytz took a deep breath before he softly called her cute nickname, smiling as he quietly walked over to his girlfriend's bedside. (Y/n) missed her significant other and finally seeing him after waiting for so long made her reciprocate the smile; she felt her heart beating faster when she saw him, happy to see her sexy boyfriend.

"Hey there, my sweet princess. I heard you were asking about me." Blaytz spoke softly as he leaned against the bed a little and knelt down so he was closer to her height, a sexy grin tugging at his lips as usual.

"Hi casanova, I really missed you… I was afraid that I was going to die earlier, thank you for saving me." (Y/n) said hoarsely, barely able to speak when she thanked him for saving her life.

"I could never let anything happen to you; you're my favorite girl and I intend on having you by my side for the rest of my life." Blaytz replied emotionally, gazing into her eyes while he spoke in a soft tone.

"But Vulu-" (Y/n) began to say before she was cut off, thankful for the distraction since her throat felt too dry seeing as she hadn't had anything to drink since earlier that afternoon.

"I'll take care of him, don't worry about it. I promise that he'll never hurt you or anyone else again." Blaytz reassured her, planting a gentle kiss on (Y/n's) forehead right in between her feelers.

(Y/n) closed her eyes and felt her heart racing in her chest, causing the heart monitor to go crazy while also pumping a little extra blood through her veins after Blaytz softly kissed her forehead. The young nalquodi woman would be traumatized for a while after the incident, but thankfully she could see the royal therapist whenever she needed to. A few moments later Blaytz took it upon himself to go get a cup of cool water and a plate/bowl of (Y/n's) favorite fruit for her; she needed nourishment after everything she'd been through and he would get her everything she needed. He was thankful that (Y/n) was going to live because earlier he had been truly scared about her dying and with her still being alive they could look forward to getting married within the next month. Blaytz would stay in the recovery room with (Y/n) for the whole night, wanting nothing more than to make sure she was going to be okay.

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After sharpening his sword in the weapons room Blaytz was ready to get revenge on Vulu after he tried to murder (Y/n); the nalquodi king hated the other man with a burning passion and would make sure his death was slow and painful. Blaytz was known for his kindness and generosity to everyone, but he had no mercy towards those who wanted to kill others out of spite. He ate breakfast with (Y/n) that morning, making sure she had her absolute favorite breakfast food and a cup full of her favorite fruit juice. (Y/n) already looked so much better compared to the previous night, although she still needed time to fully recover and Blaytz decided it was time for her to move into one of the spare rooms in the palace; she would be moving in anyway, so the sooner the better. Blaytz knew exactly where Vulu lived and knocked on the front door of his house when he arrived, unsheathing his sword while scowling.

"Hello Blaytzy, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Vulu flirtatiously asked Blaytz when he opened his front door, acting as though he didn't do anything wrong.

"You tried to kill (Y/n), now you're going to pay dearly for what you've done." Blaytz seethed angrily as he pointed his sword right at Vulu's chest and stepped forward, backing the other man up into his home.

"You mean to say that bitch survived? Oh p-please, she's not good enough for you." Vulu spat with a venomous tone, narrowing his eyes at the man who he loved.

"Yes, she survived, and you won't." Blaytz foretold darkly; he backed Vulu up to a wall and dug the tip of his sword into the center of his chest, preparing to end the other man's life.

Vulu closed his eyes and spoke his final words of endearment for Blaytz, his words being in vain because Blaytz would never reciprocate those feelings. He thought about the first time he met Blaytz back when they were younger, remembering how he had been head over heels in love with the nalquodi king when he was nothing but a prince as soon as their eyes met. Blaytz didn't say anything when he ended Vulu's life forever, knowing he would need to clean the blood off of his sword when he returned the the palace; Vulu's lifeless body slumped to the floor after he let out one less wail of agony, no longer able to hurt anyone else. Blaytz felt a lot better after he pushed his sword through Vulu's chest right where his heart had been located, making sure he was dead before he left. After returning to the palace and giving his sword to a servant who would clean it for him he went to go tell (Y/n) the good news, sharing a loving kiss with his future queen; the two of them would go on to live a long happy life together, their relationship always being passionate, and bringing sixteen children into the world along the way.

#Blaytz #VLD Blaytz #Blaytz x Reader #Voltron #King Blaytz #VLD #Blaytz x Reader Scenario #Scenario #Minor Angst #Original Blue Paladin #Voltron Legendary Defender #Voltron AU Where Everybody Lives

[polyghostfacehours]

my apologies if you’ve done this before but how about the boys with a gentle dom fem reader? i love em so much and wanna take good care of em yknow? love ur blog btw! keep up the great work!! ❤️

This is so sweet and I love this idea! Sorry this took 84 years holy shit. I just have had a mental writing roadblock on this concept for while and I finally got over it!

TW: NSFW, Gentle Femdom.

Poly!Ghostface! x GentleDom!Fem!Reader:

Stu would be the first to embrace that side of you for sure. He's the ultimate switch, so subbing for you is no problem.

In addition to that, he would love the contrast between you and Billy's domming styles. Billy's hard dom and your soft dom make for two very different but welcome experiences.

Billy, on the other hand, would take a bit longer to be okay with it.

His need for control in his life, and his women issues, has him reluctant to accept a female dom in his life (or a male one for that matter, but I digress)

But Billy secretly craves it. I mentioned it a few times before, but Billy secretly has a huge kink for femdom. Though he hasn't even thought of the possibility that it'd be in a gentle context.

And that's where he finds his acceptance: in the fact you dom gently and lovingly. He loves feeling worshipped and taken care of, and the fact it feels less like him being dommed and more like him being nurtured drives him wild.

Whenever you give him the most gentle and sweetly worded "No~", holy shit. Game over. That's so hot to him for some reason.

If you and Billy tag team Stu? I don't think he'd survive. Billy would get all rough and controlling and mean, while you give orders in the sweetest way, giving praise, and taking good care of him. And when you two bicker about punishment but then agree that maybe he deserves both your punishments? Nut.

Billy loves when you pepper kisses on his chest while holding him down, telling him what a good boy he's being. Especially if you're riding him.

Stu has a huge thing for you massaging his hips or thighs as you peg him.

They both absolutely DIE whenever you tie their hands up and give them a tit-job. Watching your soft breasts wrap around their cocks, moving up and down while telling them how much they deserve it, while at the same time restricting their arm movement? Dead. Gone. Deceased.

It'll take muuuuuch longer for Billy to be okay being pegged in a relationship. It takes a lot of trust to get to that point, so dont expect it for awhile.

As a matter of fact, Billy subbing in general is rare, so most of your dom efforts will be spent on Stu.

When you and Billy dom together though, magic happens. In a surprising twist, you two get along really well in a dom setting. The banter comes easy, your ideas bounce of each other well, and it's overall a super fun and exciting experience. Although you do butt heads sometimes, but that's just natural with two doms.

Stu does have a need to dom sometimes too, so you'll definitely need to sub for him sometimes. Bonus points if you keep up the gentle act! Super bonus points if you suddenly act bratty!

Please for the love of god wear garters and stocking when you dom. Billy has a huge thing for lingerie on his partners, female or male. And Stu just thinks it's sexy.

Speaking of lingerie, if you make Stu wear it you'll turn him into a quivering mess. He gets off on the slight humiliation of it, but he still feels hot in it, but also boys shouldn't wear lingerie right? And all those thoughts clash in his brain. You'll make it short circuit in the most delicious way. And Billy seeing Stu in lingerie will drive him feral. He'll mount the blond faster than you can say "good boy~"

Ride them. Watching you rock up and down on their cocks, tits bouncing, and a gentle, yet blissed out expression on your face as you praise them and tell them how good you wanna take care of them? Rubbing your hands up and down their chests as you work while they get to sit back and relax and listen to your instructions? Godly.

#billy loomis #stu macher #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #poly ghostface #poly!ghostface #ghostface #ghostface x reader #poly ghostface x reader #poly!ghostface x reader #slasher imagines #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #billy x reader x stu #billy loomis x reader x stu macher

[animeangsteng]

Chuuya with a pregnant s/o

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Chuuya with a pregnant s/o

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎… ⋙

Warning: pregnancy, alcohol, cravings, threats (not too heavy. Just Chuuya being Chuuya), swearing, mention of Mafia activities and fights (implicit), labour, death (hypothesis considered), abort (hypothesis considered), moral dilemma (hypothetical), adoption (hypothetical)

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Second part of @chronic-claire-universe’s Secret Cupid surprise!

Hope you like it!

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Related to this: Valentine Surprises

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Chuuya is over protective.

You can do absolutely nothing that isn't the typical prenatal gymnastic

Cooking? He will do it. Or even better: order takeout

And if anyone disrespects you... please pray for the poor soul.

"You asked if we want wine!? She's pregnant for godsake! Do you want my baby to die? Huh?! I’ll fucking kill you!”

So yeah.

You better make him keep his cool

For example you can tell me that bad emotions around the baby will risk endangering them and causing a miscarriage.

Of course, it's not true.

(I think)

But he will believe you 100%

No doctor will tell him off that since it causes no harms apart from calming the dangerous man.

Speaking of which, he might leave the Port Mafia or, at the very least, take a break until few months after the child (or children) is born.

He’s not exactly the best with your moodiness.

As far as cravings and pain goes he’s got your back, going around the world just to get you a Candy or giving you massages (so delicately that you have to actively do something ‘cause you can barely feel his fingers).

When it comes to moods, though, he can’t help it but feel a bit frustrated (and get mad at himself for that) because he doesn’t know how to handle it.

He just tries to go with the flow but all those quick changes don’t help him with his anger issues short temper

He might secretly (‘cause he wants to “act” alcohol free to help you) drink a couple of glasses while you’re asleep and then throw everything away because that’s the only way of de-stressing he has without leaving you.

There is the “naughty” one but he doesn’t trust himself and doesn’t want to risk it.

He also won't leave you alone and he'll buy you anything.

It doesn't matter if it is on the other side of the globe.

Or if it costs half his (very big) fortune.

He will.

And, more or less surprisingly, he's a planner.

From the moment he finds out.

He will he looking for the best of the best for your son/daughter's bedroom.

And he'll fill your house of baby stuff before the end of first month after you told him.

In short: he's thrilled and loves you and his baby.

.

Labour

That’s when he goes “Nope”

He’s good with whatever but that.

The idea of getting out of someone’s intimate parts (and not in a sexy way) was not something he had to deal with and made him confused and a bit disgusted.

And a bit curious.

He will sit near you, cooing you and screaming at the doctors and nurses to “hurry the fuck up”.

And when he finds out it’s going to be hours.

Oh, boy.

He can’t hear you in pain for hours!

But he does.

And by the time it actually comes to the baby coming out he’s almost crying.

Both because of how much pain you seem to be in and because he’s finally going to hold his baby (or babies)

He’ll let you hold (and crush) his hand all the way and, yet again, tell everyone (but you and the baby) to “hurry the fuck up”

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Bonus

Warning: death mentioned

If it came to choosing between you and the baby he’ll decide with you sometime (but quite early) after discovering he was going to be father.

He was warned of this by Dazai (who wanted to spare him the heartbreak if such situation was to happen) and he decided to choose together.

He’d choose you both.

He wouldn’t know any other way so he wants you to decide.

He doesn’t, though, like the idea of abort, so, in case you don’t want the baby, he’ll at least ask you to give it up for adoption (although it will break his heart) or let him take care of the baby.

Such choice, though, would break his heart and put a strain on your relationship.

#chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya x reader #bungou stray dogs chuuya #chuuya nakahara #nakahara #bsd #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #animeangsteng #Host:Sam playlist #SFW playlist

[subtle-edge-of-rot]

Bro I'm a little gremlin, if I had a pair of undergarments for each brother they wouldn't get a chance to rest. You wear a specific set if you want attention from a certain brother.

Imagine Bo and Vincent are in the kitchen, an argument about one thing or another that isn't escalating beyond slight annoyance from the both of them. You walk in and settle in on the couch without either of them really noticing, adjusting yourself to catch Vincnet's eye. Although he's in the middle of a conversation he does pay attention to you, spotting you shifting around more than you should when you sit down.

You have him around your finger as soon as he makes contact with you, pretending like you're on your phone but rather you're lifting up your dress. Your legs aren't completely apart but they're spread enough to recognize a certain pair of lingerie bottoms. You don't say anything but he's too distracted to be in his spit with Bo, eyes flicking over to you every few seconds to see you calmly running your hand around some new part of your body, riding up the skirt just a bit more until he's altogether done with the conversation at hand.

He'll come and scoop you off the couch without warning that he's done with Bo, leaving his brother to just watch you get scooped up and carried to the bedroom with a michervious little giggle.

-💙

God I am also a gremlin, there would never be any rest in this house between me and the three of them. Maybe they’re all color coded or style coded. They all agree you look sexy in everything so there would have to be a code if you were fishing for a specific brother.

I love the idea of subtly flashing your brother of choice, just acting innocent and borderline normal and then bam, you’re flashing them and they know that’s their cue.

I’m picturing Bo just watching him carry you away like ??? but also kinda secretly pleased he won the argument and gets to choose the TV channel lol

#payton’s asks #💙anon #blue my beloved #the sinclair brothers

[that-vigilant-yaksha]

Requested by Anon: can I request hcs with xiao, albedo, and childe x reader (separately) about the reader asking them to play truth or dare, just the two of them? it went slightly towards nsfw because the reader teases the character a lot and thus SEXUAL TENSION!!

Pairings: Albedo x GN!Reader ; Childe x GN!Reader ; Xiao x GN! Reader

Warnings: Sexual Content! Nothing graphic but mentions of sexual acts

A/N: My first request! Thank you for asking! I had so much writing these. Teasing these beautiful boys and how they might reacting to it during a game of truth or dare.

You were bored. The reality didn’t match the fantasy you’d had when you decided to accompany Albedo up to his camp in Dragonspire. He actually wanted to focus on work, instead of you.

Which honestly, you shouldn’t have been surprised by. The man was obsessed with his work.

Sitting on a stool, you simply stared at his back as he pondered over the pinned papers on the board. How could one man look so sexy while reading? But you were still bummed that he wasn’t paying attention to you.

“Hey, Albedo?”

No response.

“Albedo?”

Still nothing.

Getting off the stool, you snuck over him, admiring and hating how focused he was. “Albedo!” You nearly shouted his name, throwing your arms around his waist, pressing your face into his back. “Let’s play a game!”

He agreed to play only to satiate you, because although his work meant a lot to him, he also had such a hard time saying no to you. You’ll have to explain the rules to him, as he’s never played before.

Once he has a basic understanding, Albedo plays the game seriously. He leans toward truths in the beginning. He asks strange questions, sometimes pertaining to his work. It was cute, and you let him get away with it.

But when it was his turn, you teased him endlessly. Truths were riddled with leading questions, and dares were filled with some kind of touching or kissing. You started out small, daring him for a kiss or asking for the truth of how much he thinks about you when you are apart.

Albedo isn’t stupid. While at first, he isn’t fully aware of what you are doing, he quickly puzzles it out. He’ll play dumb, calculating the best way to deal with you being so brazen.

And when he does. Oh, you are in for it. You leaned toward dares, wanting to see how far he’d take it. You’re obviously fake innocent smile as you waited to hear what he’d dare you to do only fueled him to make the dare something dirty.

“I dare you to touch yourself.”

You.exe has stopped working.

You were not prepared to hear those words come from his lips. But he was staring at you without an ounce of joking, completely serious. Your silence prompted him to tilt his head. “I believe that’s within the rules, yes? Are you refusing my dare?”

Oh, you were in for it. It was freezing up in the mountains. And he wanted you to expose yourself and masturbate? The thought did thrill you, and you realized that this was an inevitable outcome.

You comply with the dare, and things only become more heated between the two of you. Dares becoming the only thing you both chose, becoming bolder with each one.

“Perhaps next time you’ll think again before attempting to fool me, hmm?”

Occasionally, late at night, you could find Childe at Northland Bank, on night duty. He needed no assistance from the other Fatui, as the single Harbinger was more capable than a dozen of his subordinates. You weren’t supposed to bother him while he was working but you’d caught him talking to himself in different voices, showing how utterly bored he was.

 In your hands was a bottle of wine and some snacks you’d swiped from Wanmin Restaurant. Childe wasn’t the best influence on you, apparently. You tended to do some shady things after spending more time with him. “I come bearing gifts.”

Childe is absolutely thrilled that you came. He hates having to be on guard, all alone. He’s a sociable person. “Oh, I see you brought some wine and food too.” You were always a treat to be around, and the Harbinger found himself wanting to spend time with you.

The two of you spend a little time talking and drinking, snacking, and more drinking. The wine had gone to your head a little, and you thought perhaps his guard was a little down after an entire bottle. “Wanna play a game with me?”

He’s ready when you suggest a game of truth or dare. He’s played with his younger siblings often and he loves the idea.

Childe takes the game very seriously but wasn’t ready for you to take such bold actions against him. He finds it utterly adorable that you are trying to trick him. But he allows it for a little while.

He’ll pretend to not notice that your dares are getting more and more intimate, and he’ll play dumb when you ask him to tell you the truth on how much he cares for you.

It’s the tipsy side of you that is unaware that is totally playing with you, biding his time before he could turn the tables on you. Childe is the puppeteer, and you are simply the marionette, but you were always unaware.

I dare you to kiss me anywhere but on my lips. A test. To see how far the harbinger was willing to go. You'd expected the neck, maybe. Where he'd find that sweet spot to nibble on. Or he might try for your chest, as a way to return your taunts.

The world flipped, and you were flat on your back against the floor. Blue irises staring at you with such intense lust. His mouth hovering above your most sensitive part of your body.

"Ah, the look on your face is so adorable. I could just eat you up."

And he follows through with his promise. Both of you secretly glad that he always works alone. Otherwise, someone might overhear all the pretty noises you make for him.

You liked taking overnight trips to Wangshu Inn, begging Boss to go along with your little white lie that the inn was full, and you had no room to stay in. Which meant you made a plate of Almond Tofu and went to the top floor to find the resident Adeptus.

“Xiao, I made your favorite,” You said, casting a glance around the seemingly empty balcony. He was here. You could tell, since you spent so much time with him, despite his constant complaining about tainting the human world.

“You are trying to bribe an adeptus? Humans are so brazen.” But he lacked the typical irritation that he had when speaking to anyone else. He could fake it all he wanted, but you knew he liked being around you.

You snickered, offering him the plate. “Inn’s full, so you’ll let me stay with you, right? You wouldn’t want me to sleep out here in the cold and get sick, would you?”

Xiao sighed, but accepted the dish. “I would not wish to see you fall ill. I’ll allow you to stay the night, as long as you behave.” He hadn’t intended the words to be received as you took them. 

The more you thought over it, the more you wanted to twist them just a smidge. Alone in his room, you sat on the bed and waited for him to finish eating. “Xiao, let’s play a little game! To pass the time.”

What is this game you speak of? It sounds childish. He doesn't partake in silly human games.

But your bottom lip sticking out in a pleading fashion paired with your big puppy dog eyes, and the adeptus caved, unable to say no to you.

"I surrender. Explain this game to me."

 Honestly, bless this man. He tries so hard, but he is taking the game way too literally. You have to explain again that he can ask whatever and dare anything. It's easy to take advantage and get away with a lot of teasing.

You start out with daring him to let you sit in his lap and touch his hair, and for the loner Xiao, this is considered a treat. It's rare that he lets you be so affectionate.

 You up your game and start asking for lingering hugs and kisses. Just give a few wiggles in his lap and you'll have him turned on. He's a bit embarrassed but finally catches on after some questionable dares. Why were you wanting him to kiss your thighs? Not that he minded because he quite liked them.

It's so cute how unaware he is. He's got a band of pink across his cheeks, finding it harder and harder to resist you. Until he finally understands what is going on. Bless him for being so naive to human teasing.

"I see." He'd ponder his next move and be brutal about his execution. You choose dare simply to see how he'll react. "My dare for you is this. Strip, completely."

 You eagerly comply, doing it ever so slowly. Revealing your bare skin bit by bit. His golden irises watching every moment.

 Xiao is quite annoyed that you managed to confuse him for so long and get in a lot of teasing. He plans to skip your turn for a while, giving you more and more risky dares until the game ends but the night has only just begun.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact xiao #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact childe #genshin impact headcannons #genshin impact xiao x reader #genshin impact albedo x reader #genshin impact childe x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin impact fanfiction

[fluffyyunho]

Best friends to lovers | Seonghwa (Part 1)

Seonghwa sat down on the bonnet of his car, passing you a drink. You smiled, cracking it open.

"I love days like this." He smiled, looking out at the sunset. You watched his face closely, his tanned skin seeming like pure gold in the sunlight.

"Me too." You smiled, watching the sparkle in his eyes.

Seonghwa put his can on the floor, laying back and closing his eyes. He looked so peaceful, like that, basking in the golden hours of the evening.

"Can I tell you some-"

"Can I tell you-"

The two of you looked at each other and laughed. You lay down with him on the car bonnet, looking into his eyes. "It's fine, you go first."

"Are you sure?" He narrowed his eyes. You nodded, shrugging your mouth a little.

"I didn't get a chance to tell you this before, I wanted to wait until I was sure, but...I like someone." The smile on your face fell a little, but there was something still holding onto him in your heart. "Who is that someone?"

He smiled, his eyes crinkling charmingly. "She's someone who's really special to me. We spend a lot of time together."

You grinned, biting your lip to hide the excitement building up in your body. "What's her name?"

Turning his head, he flashed a sweet smile. "Kim Jieun."

There was a long pause after he said the unfamiliar name. It wasn't yours, and you didn't know how to respond. It felt like your heart had just collapsed in on itself, or you brain was eating your alive, cell by cell. Still, you maintained a smile, albeit forced. "I've never heard of her, she seems...nice."

He laughed. "Silly," he tapped his finger onto your nose, "you've only heard her name and you already think she's nice?"

You chuckled sheepishly. "I must be silly, right?"

"But you're right. She is really nice...and beautiful, too." His cheeks flushed a bright pink.

You watched the expression form on his face, and you don't know what to do. Part of you wanted to slap him across the face for having feelings for anyone but you. The other part of you wanted to slap yourself for thinking you ever had a chance with your closest and most valued friend.

"Anyway, you wanted to tell me something, what was it?"

Defeated, you shook your head. "Nothing, it was just about how my mom wants you to come over someday, she's missed you."

"Oh, I'm sure we can work something out." He nodded, lips sticking out into a slight pout.

"We should probably go home, the sun's going to set soon."

"Yeah." He stood up with a light groan, jumping up onto his feet. "I feel so refreshed today." He opened his arms out as if he were going to hug someone.

"Me too..." you grabbed your can and walked over to the passenger seat.

Eventually, you told one of your closest friends your secret, about liking Seonghwa, and how he had already found someone seemingly to replace you. You had no idea who this Jieun person was, or how they met, and you regretted not sticking closer next to him after school break.

"Y/n, come on, it'll be fun!"

"I don't want to go." You sat in bed, scrolling mindlessly on your phone, not paying attention to anything that flew across the screen.

"You've been stuck in your room for weeks over Seonghwa, I think this party will be good for you."

"No, Minah, I told you no."

"Come on, Y/n, it'll be fun! I promise you-"

"I told you, I don't want to go!" You yelled, tears brimming at the inner corners of your eyes. "I want to stay here...please."

"Y/n..." Minah, your closest friend other than Seonghwa, put her hand on your knee. "I know it hurts, I mean...I've never experienced anything like it, but I know it hurts. Look, I think it'll be good if you get out of the house. Go for ten minutes, maybe half an hour if you like it."

"-And if I don't like it?"

"Then you can go home."

You gulped, glancing over at your closet. "Fine. I'll go. But for no more than half an hour, okay?"

Minah giggled. "Let's get you looking sexy, my friend, Seonghwa's going to regret ever laying eyes on that girl!"

Yourself and Minah walked into the party that was hosted at a well-known friend's house. You didn't know the host that well, personally, but you'd heard the name floating around between friends. It was fairly tame, although there were a few avid drinkers stumbling their way through the mass of people.

"Do you want a drink?" Minah asked, eyeing up the selection of beverages. You shook your head in disgust. You felt that if you even drank plain water it would come right back up, due to the nerves.

Minah scuttled off to the drinks section, and you were left alone behind the sofa. There were couples making out on coffee tables and against walls, and the place stenched a bit. It didn't seem like your idea of a fun party, but you were there and you promised to stay at least for half an hour.

Without warning, you felt a pair of hands slide over your eyes, and you flinched, pulling them away and spinning around quickly. There was anger in your eyes, until you saw the face in front of yours.

"Seonghwa..." you smiled bitterly, watching his mouth twist up into a smile.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." He laughed, eyes flickering around the room. His eyes fixated on something and lit up, as if he'd just seen an angel.

"Seonghwa!" A beautiful girl linked her arm with his and the two locked lips. You grimaced, looking away as they shared a sweet kiss.

"Y/n, this is Jieun, the girl I was talking to you about."

Jieun's eyes widened. "Wait, this is the Y/n you're always talking about? You're so pretty, sweetheart!" She placed her hand onto your arm, and you shook it off. Jieun smiled awkwardly.

"Well, it's nice to meet you." She held her hand out, and you reluctantly took it.

"Nice to meet you too." You shook it, dropping it quickly. She had a beautiful smile, like a model, and she made sure to flaunt it after every sentence she spoke. The music was pounding in your ears as you watched them, feeling like a third wheel. You felt rage in your body as his arm was slung around her waist the entire time, his thumb stroking her hip. His eyes seemed to gaze at her the same way he looked at you. You felt replaced, like a dead puppy.

"I'm going outside." You announced, pushing your way through the middle of the couple. Seonghwa seemed taken aback, his mouth slightly agape, and Jieun scrunched her nose as you walked away, mostly confused.

"Y/n!" Minah ran up to you as you sat in the garden on the bench. She had glitter smudged on her cheek, and she was holding a half-finished drink.

"What do you want?"

"I couldn't find you, I had to ask Seonghwa where you were. He said you were out here." She plopped herself down beside you. "You shouldn't go somewhere without telling me, I thought maybe you were in trouble..."

You sighed. "I'm sorry. I should've told you, right? I'm silly." You tapped your nose, chuckling sadly.

"You are silly!" She remarked. "But I'm glad you're okay....ish."

"Yeah..." you sighed, leaning your back against the bench.

"Are you...you know, okay-ish?"

"I'm okay-ish, but I'm not okay." You laughed, biting your lip. "Sorry...I shouldn't joke about that."

"No, it's fine. I have times when I feel sad, but I still laugh. We all do it, it helps a lot of people to cope."

You nodded slowly. "I can't stand seeing them together, if I'm honest. The way that he talks with her, holds her...kisses her- it just makes me feel..."

"Lost?"

You nodded. "Lost. But the type of lost where I feel like I'm in the shadows, and they get to steal the spotlight. Like if I'm not there, he doesn't even think of me."

"That's not true," she hummed, "you guys are best friends! He would never forget about you."

You sniffed a little, wiping away the stray tear that had found its way onto your cheek. "I thought I was over it, you know, until I saw him."

"And? How are your feelings?"

"Crushed." You laughed. "I want to be the one that he looks at like that, the one who he holds and gives kisses to...it it weird to want something like that?"

"Not at all. A lot of people want to be that person for someone."

You closed your eyes briefly, letting them rest. "I don't even want to be best friends with him any more."

Minah said nothing, shocked out of the ability to get a single word out.

"I can't talk to him without thinking that he has a girlfriend now, I-I can't even think about him without thinking about his girlfriend. I can't be around him comfortably without remembering that I have to be careful, because of his stupid girlfriend!" You huffed, finally letting the first tear roll down your cheek. "If I'm ever going to move on from him, then I need to stay away from him. I won't talk to him, or intentionally see him, it'll be easier for me."

Minah pursed her lips gently. "Are you sure you want to do that? You'll lose him."

"I'll lose him anyway. I don't want to live being best friends with him if I know I can't have him- if I know I'm not the one that he'll come home to."

Minah nodded. "I understand...but maybe you should think a little more about what you're doing. Think about him? He might be crushed-"

"But I'll finally be happy." You stood up, wiping your tears with the sleeve of your dress. "I've made up my mind. I want nothing more to do with Park Seonghwa."

As soon as University started, and you two went to the same one as you planned in high school, that's exactly what you did. You ignored him whenever he tried to get your attention, and when he stopped you in the middle of hallways. When he called you, you didn't answer. He would text you every day, as an attempt to reach out, but you didn't answer, no matter how much you wanted to. When you finally graduated, he tried to congratulate you on your graduation, despite having been ignored for three whole years, and you ignored him again. You never spoke to him directly, only to a friend about him.

After graduation, it was easier to handle as you moved out of home to Seoul, to look for job opportunities. By then, you hadn't said a word to him for three years. You could tell he was distraught, and despite how much you fought to stay away from him, he would keep contacting you.

His girlfriend of three years, Jieun, reached out to you once, but you told her you wanted nothing to do with her or her boyfriend. You heard they'd moved in together and worked just a few blocks from each other and would meet up for lunch - which was just one of the many stories your mother would tell you about them.

No matter how much you tried to block him out of your life, at least once a week you'd get an update on him, or a message, or an unanswered phone call which went straight to voicemail.

When, finally, at the age of 23, you stopped receiving anything. It felt strange, the first week of nothing. No contacting, no news of him from your mother, just radio silence. It was the first time you went a whole 2 days without the thought of Seonghwa popping into your head.

When you recieved a promotion and was appointed deputy head of the editing department at 24, you had forgotten all about Seonghwa. You hadn't thought of him, even as a long-gone memory, for over a year. At that point, he felt no different from a stranger.

"Y/n!" One of your close friends and colleagues Jungwon pounded onto your apartment door, and you opened it begrudgingly.

"What?" You laughed, unable to help the smile on your face.

"I brought chicken~" she sang, strolling into your apartment and placing the bag onto the table. She made herself comfortable on the sofa. "I also brought alcohol, specifically beer, because I know how you are, but most of all...chicken!" She smiled proudly.

"I would thank you, but I already ate."

She groaned. "I told you I was going to come over!"

"I didn't think you were actually going to do it! You can be pretty lazy at times, missy."

She tutted. "Anyway, I'LL eat."

You scoffed, slumping down onto the sofa. "I'll just have a drink, okay? But you- don't drink too much, you've got to go back home."

"Why? It's the weekend! I can stay here!"

You sighed. "Okay, fine. But just don't drink so much, you're a loud drunk. The landlord'll shout at me again."

She nodded, not really paying attention and opening a can. You cracked open a can, and felt a tug at your heart.

'I love days like this.'

'Me too.'

"Ah..." you sighed, gulping down the drink quickly, trying to banish that thought back into the realms of your mind.

"What's up? You look like you're in pain."

"I'm fine." You smiled, glugging the rest of the can down and letting out a gassy burp.

"Jeez...slow down. You're worse than me." Jungwon chuckled.

"I just want to be drunk." You commented, opening another can.

"So you're drinking away your problems..." she sighed nostalgically, "I know that feeling all too well."

You let out another light burp, tipping the can back into your mouth to empty the rest of it.

"Okay, stop. This is getting a bit ridiculous."

"No, I want to get drunk." You shook the hand that she had put on your arm, and with a tingling stomach, you grabbed another can.

"Y/n, stop!" Jungwon grabbed the can and placed it back onto the table with a concerned look in her eyes, compliemented with anger. "What's wrong with you right now?"

"Nothing." You laughed, "I told you, I just want to be drunk."

"You rarely ever want to be drunk. Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really." You sat back, feeling the alcohol burn your throat.

"Come on, Y/n, you can tell me."

You sighed, rubbing your eyes with your fingers, then pinching the bridge of your nose. "Fine. I'll tell you."

For the next few hours, you spoke with Jungwon about your past with Seonghwa, explaining every detail that you thought was relevant to the story, even if it meant describing Seonghwa's beauty with long, tedious analogies and metaphors which mostly blew over her head.

"Wow..." she sighed, glancing at the time. "3 hours...and you said you don't have feelings for him anymore?"

You laughed, placing the final finished can of alcohol on the table. "I'm pretty sure I don't. I mean, it's been 6 years since I've spoken to him."

"What is he doing now, anyway?"

"...I honestly don't know." You laughed, feeling slightly tipsy from the alcohol, but nowhere near drunk.

"Anyway, I think I'm gonna head off to bed now."

"You can sleep in my bed, I usually fall asleep watching TV on the sofa."

"Oh, thanks."

The next morning you woke up, neck aching from having slept in an unusual position. You grabbed the cans from the table and crushed them underneath your foot, placing them into a small carrier bag. Despite it being August, it was still fairly warm outside, and you threw on a jacket to take the cans outside to the trash. One by one, you threw the cans into the large dumpster bin full of metal.

With the last can, it slipped out of your hand, and you felt a stinging sensation on your palm.

"Ah..." you winced, squeezing your wrist as the blood dripped out of your hand. "Shit.."

You immediately called Jungwon, who was probably still asleep in your bed.

"Jungwon." You stared down at your hand, which had coated the rest of your hand in blood. The wound was pretty deep, and the pain made you feel slightly lightheaded.

"What?" Her voice was heavy with sleep, and it was clear she had just woken up.

"Can you take my car and drive me to the hospital? I cut myself in one of the cans and it won't stop bleeding."

"Uh...yeah, sure." She hung up the phone after.

A few minutes later you sat in the car, squeezing your wrist to limit the blood trying to escape from the cut.

"Shit, you know, I didn't think it was going to be that bad, it looks like...at least two centimetres deep."

"Well, I did say on the phone that it was bad...ow, it hurts." You winced, biting your lip.

"We're almost there, okay?"

"Yeah."

When you entered the hospital, you walked straight up to the desk and presented your hand. "Can anyone see me right now?"

The woman at the desk nodded, and took your details, and quickly gave you directions to a room as she called someone. You heard the name that she said, and you immediately looked up at Jungwon.

"Excuse me," you laughed awkwardly, "can I have a different doctor? Not that one, please."

"I'm sorry," she pressed the phone against her shoulder, "we don't have anyone else available at the moment."

"Oh..." you sighed, giving up and finding your way to the room. There was nobody in there, and a nurse standing outside instructed that you should sit in there and wait for the doctor to come. Your nerves got the better of you and you spent a few minutes pacing around.

"I heard her correctly, right? Seonghwa? Seonghwa."

"Seonghwa." Jungwon nodded. "Are you gonna be okay?"

"I don't know." You laughed anxiously. "What do I say? Do I pretend that I don't know him? Do I pretend that I do know him, because I mean...I do know him, and what do I do if he brings up our past?"

Jungwon pulled a strange face. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you want me to say, I only got introduced to this situation last night."

"Ah, it's fine." You sat down, bouncing your leg up and down. "God...and I look like a mess! I've got blood on my sweatpants and my hair's a mess, I don't even have a bra on!"

"I really don't think doctors care about that."

"I should've at least put some makeup on."

"After slicing your hand open on serrated metal?"

You groaned, putting your good hand to your forehead. "I can hear someone coming, how do I look?"

"Like you just woke up."

"Oh, for fuck's sake-"

The door opened, and you shut yourself up, watching Seonghwa walk into the room. He was holding a clipbaord and wearing a lab coat. He looked good, I mean, really good. You thought he had peaked at age 16, but he looked so much more handsome at 24.

He glanced down at the clipboard, before looking up.

"Name?"

"Uh...L/n, Y/n."

"Okay." He scribbled on the clipboard. "Sorry I'm late, I just had to clean up an old man's vomit down the hallway." He smiled. "What can I help you with?"

You blinked, confused by the distance between the two of you, even though you assumed he could remember you. Unless he couldn't recognise you with makeup on...oh thank God.

"Um, this." You held your hand out, and there was an incision on the circular part on your palm which connected to your thumb.

He hummed at it for a moment. "How did you do this?"

"I accidently caught it on a can I was throwing away, and it just...slice..." you mimed, sending an embarrassed glance over to Jungwon, who was sat on her phone in the corner, trying to contain her laughter.

"Were you with her at the time?" He glanced at Jungwon, who cleared her throat.

"Um, no...S-sir."

"Just call me Doctor Park." He smiled.

"Oh..."

"Anyway, you should be careful with cans, people don't realise how sharp metal can get. It's why we use it for knives." He grabbed a syringe and a bottle with liquid in it, and filled the part of the syringe up with said liquid.

"W-what is that for?"

"It's local anaesthetic. I'm going to inject this into you, it's a similar pain to a flu vaccine, and it's going to numb the area around your wound."

"Why do you need to numb my hand?"

He glanced up, confused. "Well, would you rather me stitch your cut up without any pain relief?"

You gulped.

"Well?"

"Oh, you want me to answer...uh, no."

"Okay. Then the most you'll feel is a sharp scratch, alright?"

"Can you count down, or something, I have a feeling this is going to-"

"Now." He pushed the needle under your skin, and you shook your hand, whining slightly at the pain. A chuckle escaped from his mouth.

"Holy fuck! That hurt way much more than a 'sharp scratch', a-and why are you laughing? You shouldn't be laughing at a patient in pain!"

"I'm laughing because it was your reaction, Y/n..."

You blinked, feeling your stomach drop at the nostalgic feeling. The look in his eyes, his laugh, the way he called your name, everything was the same.

"You...remember me?"

He nodded, grabbing a needle, a pair of tweezers and what looked like plastic thread from a few of the cabinets. "Of course I remember you."

"Oh..."

"I wouldn't look at this if I were you, not many people like looking at this part."

"Oh, okay..." she looked down, staring at the floor in front of his feet. He took her hand once again, which luckily she could still feel, and pressed a needle into her skin.

"Can you feel that?"

She pursed her lips. "I can't."

"Okay."

He put on a pair of blue latex gloves to disinfect the area. He then began stitching the area up slowly and precisely.

"So...how are you?" He asked.

"Good." You responded.

"Is that it? Just good? The last I remember speaking to you was at the party where you told me you would go outside, and then I never heard a word from you...until a few minutes ago."

You cleared your throat. "Please don't talk about that sort of stuff with me. I had my reasons-"

"I'm sure you did."

"-So leave it in the past." You warned. "I just came here to get my hand fixed. We'll go back to not speaking once I'm gone."

"Then I hope you never leave."

You chuckled bitterly. "I thought doctors were supposed to be professional."

"I am being professional. I'm just making light conversation, I want to get to know you again...the older you."

"Please stop speaking, I've had enough."

He said nothing after, which was a relief, and he finished stitching the wound off and cutting the extra off.

"I need you to come back in a week so we can take these stitches out. It should be ready to heal on it's own then. However, until then, try not to use your hand too much, keep it away from water and don't stretch your hand out or grab things."

"Okay. Thank you."

"I'll see you next week."

"Ah..." she turned back to Seonghwa, who was beginning to fill out her form, "I'd appreciate it if a different doctor helped me next week."

He chewed the inside of his mouth. "Fine."

"Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome."

Yourself and Jungwon sat quietly in the car. Most of it was spent waiting for the feeling to come back into your hand. The blue stitches looked particularly gross, and you felt the urge to pull them out like pulling out a shoelace from a shoe.

"Can you feel anything yet?"

"Not yet." She poked her palm, feeling nothing, as if she were touching somebody else's hand.

"Hey, you didn't tell me Seonghwa was so handsome."

"Stop...please, I don't want to hear about him anymore."

"Sure." She smiled sheepishly. "The good news is, I didn't see a ring on any of his fingers."

"He's 24, not 32. I didn't expect there to be one, anyway."

"He's kind, though. Not many doctors will speak like that to their patients."

"Jungwon..." your voice became louder, "please be quiet. I'm getting a headache from hearing his name so many times."

"Sorry..."

Over the next week, you went to work as normal, although had to type with one hand, write paperwork with one hand - without the use of your dominant one - and cook, clean, wash yourself with one hand. You asked for help from your coworkers a few times, and they reluctantly agreed.

Jungwon drove you back to the hospital on the Saturday, where the woman at the desk directed you to a different room this time, which more than got your hopes up. Jungwon was waiting in the car, so you were alone as you entered the room. You sighed, sitting down on the chair. "I told you last week I wanted somebody different."

Seonghwa spun from the computer to face you, wheeling himself over with an amused smile. "This is a hospital, you can't just pick and choose which doctor you get."

"I wish I could..." you sighed, holding your hand out. "Just get it done quickly."

"This procedure is longer than the last. I have to take the stitches out, then add tape to hold the cut together, and then bandage it up."

You tutted. "Stop talking about it and just get it done, then."

Seonghwa sighed, disinfecting your skin and then injecting you again with the local anaesthetic, which this time didn't hurt that much - and you wondered whether last time he had injected directly into your wound. (It sure felt like it.)

Seonghwa added the tape to either side of the cut which helped to pull the skin together to seal it easier, and then he added a bandage on top, occasionally asking if if was too tight.

"How does that feel?"

"Better." You nodded, curling your fingers.

"Be careful," he took your hand, "don't move it about so much. It's still healing."

You slowly pulled your hand away. "How long will it take to heal?"

"A few weeks for it to fully scab over, maybe a few months until you get the scarring."

"I'll get a scar?"

"Well, I think so. The skin is too disrupted for it to be able to heal correctly. Just don't pick at the scab, and follow the rules I set you last week for a couple more weeks."

"Ugh..." you sighed, "I feel like grandma at an old people's home, I've had to ask everyone to help me do things."

He chuckled. "You don't have any strange tingling sensations or loss of control, right?"

"No, why?"

"Sometimes you can sever a nerve, which means you can lose feeling and control in some of your fingers or thumb."

"Have you seen that before?"

He nodded. "I was relieved when you said you didn't, because a lot of people who have cuts that deep will lose motor control in the part that they hurt."

You nodded slowly. "Well, thanks, I guess." You grabbed your bag and slung it over your shoulder.

"Y/n." you stopped for a moment, looking at him. His eyes were comforting and calm, and you felt safe in them once again, even though you knew they would just entice you once again, and it would probably hurt even more the second time.

"Do you want to grab a drink with me, later?"

You thought for a moment. "Sorry, I don't drink."

He chuckled. "That's fine. Maybe we can catch a meal together, or, are you going to say you don't eat, either?"

You laughed, smiling. "Good guess. But I know you're smart enough to get the hint. I want nothing to do with you, Seonghwa." Annoyed, you pulled the door open with your good hand. "Goodbye." You waved.

"Hey, Y/n-" you slammed the door behind you, letting out a huff of air, riddng yourself of your anger. "Good..."

The next few weeks were spent exactly the same as the previous, and you changed your bandage after every shower, and went to the local doctors to check on it, not daring to step foot into the hospital again.

One day, after being bailed on by Minah and Jungwon, who had gone out to the arcade for the night, you went to a midnight snack bar to drink alone, to feel something in the few weeks of monotonous work that you had to do.

It was quiet, the bar, and it was just you sat on a table, and a couple in the corner who were smooching and rubbing noses together like puppies in love. You scoffed, throwing another shot back. You were drunk. You felt drunk, certaintly, you felt like your brain was moving slower than you wanted it to, and you could barely keep your eyes on anything.

Thankfully, though, you were sober enough to still be able to be allowed another drink by the owner, who was watching you carefully, being the only lone woman in the place.

As you threw back another shot, someone sat down in front of you, facing you on the table. He poured himself a shot and drank it, letting out a sharp breath as the alcohol stung the back of his throat.

"What are you doing here?" You slurred, cheeks pink with heat.

"Getting a drink, you?"

"Trying to get away from you." You laughed, standing up. As soon as you tried to walk, you almost fell onto one of the other tables, but were caught by him, and sat back down.

"I hate you, Park Seonghwa." You yelled, drawing attention from the table with the couple, who whispered to each other.

"What? Have you never seen a drunk person before? I'm not drunk, though..." you sighed, pouring yourself another shot.

Seonghwa took the shot and drank it before you could even tough the glass.

"Hey! That was mine. Don't steal people's drinks." You warned, finger pointing out to his face. You poured another drink for yourself, which was then promptly snatched by Seonghwa, who drank it, and placed it back onto the table.

#ateez #atzinc #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #seonghwa #park seonghwa #seonghwa fluff #seonghwa smut #ateez seonghwa

[found--family]

Just wanted to say that I saw your tags on /post /661538296797741056/ And the idea of Dean running a DINER is perfect omg. He loves food & feeding people. He has positive associations with diners through all his time on the road. I love that idea.

(everyone thank Kennedy for giffing that question for us, she's a star 🌟) 

#i actually love this idea 😅 and Dean is there too - also old - he runs the bar/diner/hunters lodgings #and Cas is still a bamf sexy mofo ofc 

so as soon as Misha said *hunters with supernatural powers* my mind went right to Jack, and the generation of Special Kids (ie. Sam, Andy, etc..) and maybe their offspring, and other humans with powers like Kaia, Patience, and Magda (she's not dead, hush now). also creatures like Garth and Benny - rehabilitated monsters who want to help fight the good fight. 

i love this idea of people with powers battling evil as opposed to being lumped n with evil because That Was Cas, y'know? he wanted to help but he struggled to fit in because he was Other so the idea of him helping train up similar folk and give them a space to be comfortable and accepted just fills my heart with joy! 

the fact that Cas is, as Misha put it, "a powerless former angel" and "avuncular, older, aging decrepit" (😅) is a positive thing because it means he has 1) aged 2) lived to be old which is The Dream for hunters: to not die bloody in their youth and 3) he's a further role model in that he doesn't have powers anymore ie. his powers do not define him. 

furthermore that Cas is in a committed loving relationship with someone - a former hunter themselves, who happens to be a man? tell me these misfits wouldn't idolise Cas, I dare you. they don't just marvel at what he can do (he may be a silver haired fox but he still got reflexes like a cat and moves with such strength and grace it almost seems impossible - and then he'll be grumpy and complaining about his hip bc the rains are coming) they're inspired and comforted by simply Who He Is. the idea that these folk love Cas for his teachings of wisdom as well as his bamf fighting skills and awesome strategic experience and old-as-time knowledge and ability to speak dozens of languages fluently (and ok maybe Sam helps with the magical side of things and runs the bunker with Eileen. and other hunters live and teach and train there too, maybe the Banes are involved! anyway the bunker and it's resources are open to folks and there's a bunch of instructors around; the bunker now filled as it should be with those eager to learn) it just warms my heart because Cas deserves all the love and it would be so good to see others appreciate him not just as a teacher but as a mentor and friend and person. 

but you're here about Dean. 

Dean takes a backseat with the training to run The Roadhouse 2.0, a diner/bar he purchased and fixed up with his found family in Lebanon (bc it's the center, the heart, and close to the bunker) where he can cook and pour out a cold one or just manage things from behind the scenes. a place open to both hunters and creatures - as all know and which some have learned the hard way he doesn't take kindly to hunter/monster business being conducted on the property. the place is protected, which means the patrons are protected, but even if the wards were down you best not be dumb enough to start crap in Dean Winchester's place. 

but such instances are few and far between because this is a beloved establishment by all because you just can't beat the homey atmosphere or the good company and even better tunes. and then there's the food ~ it's not fancy but it is delicious (although Dean does love to experiment with a new dish every other week) and there is always pie. but all in all folks would detour several states out of their way just to pay a visit. because they feel safe and welcome and they appreciate the diverse atmosphere. because Dean knows life on the road is hard, and when you have nowhere to call home he wants a place that can help fill the gap a little. 

Dean and Cas also work in conjunction with the owners of a local motel (i envision another queer couple, one former hunter, one human with good and bad run-ins with the supernatural). while hunters-in-training and those adversely affected by the supernatural reside in the bunker and use it as a kind of weigh station, the motel caters more towards travelling hunters and creatures seeking to rest their weary heads. the diner/bar and motel also employ folks trying to get back on their feet or those who just need a break for a while. 

and if you can't pay don't sweat it. they never turn away someone in need, be it for one of Dean's world famous burgers, a good night's rest, or if it's for something a little more in the bunker's wheelhouse they'll make sure you get what you need and are taken care of. he knows hunger, he knows loneliness and desperation, so if he can do anything to stave off those troubles you know he's damn well gonna try. 

Dean was done with the hunter life but he didn't want to retire from it completely; he still wants to help but he just can't justify risking his life to do so, especially since he's not getting any younger and moreover now he finally has someone to share his life with, all the domestic-adjacent bliss be didn't dare dream of. 

it all works because it's a team effort and they find their found family just keeps on growing, as it should. 

you got me rambling but i hope this paints a pretty picture for you. 🥰

#misha collins #spn spinoff #castiel #Momento Con #cascore #deancore #destiel #endgame #spinoff #retirement #thoughts

[dreaminpeaches]

New Paracosm AU: Big Hero Beau

@decaykid yes, kind of...

Okay, like I said in my last post this idea came to me after listening to Fist Pump and Viva Namida on loop with pacing.

So you know like how the original Humble Pie paracosm is very western horror kind of drama, yeah? well, this paracosm is just full on ANIME BBY!!! I'm talking Space Dandy, I'm talkin' Gurren Lagann, I'm talkin maybe a little bit of Trigun, and also takes alot from action rpgs like Bayonetta, Devil May Cry, Persona, Viewitful Joe, and Wonderful 101 (but its like only two people), and takes alot from Sonic the hedgehog (mostly Sonic Underground, Sonic Adventure 2, and Sonic Forces), and little bit from Fancy Pants ( that's not an anime or a "real" video game, its just an old flash game I used to hyperfixate on).

This paracosm is completely different which is why I gave it, it's own name instead of just adjective then "!"

This version of Beau takes a lot of inspiration from Dandy ( Space Dandy), Vash The Stampede (Trigun), Sonic The Hedgehog (Sonic The Hedgehog), and Kamina (Gurren Langann)

In this paracosm, both of Beau's parents perished in a tragic accident, Beau takes his siblings to an abandoned shack and they hide out and live out there. the tragedy this motivative Beau to become stronger and a hero, not only to keep his siblings safe but others too. The last thing his mom told him was that his smile could save a thousand lives, so because of that he always keeps an upbeat, go get 'em attitude, and he doesn't want to bum his younger siblings out. His mom also gave Beau her heart shape locket before she passed on, so Beau has worn it ever since that day.

The locket is very precious to him, he doesn't let anyone touch it (other than his siblings), and if he loses it he'll go into a panic attack and can't do anything else until he finds it again.

Dev, Beau's little brother, also wants to be strong and a hero, he tries to train like his brother but he can't keep up. Beau tells Dev that he has to be strong in his own way, so Dev decides to put his tech skills to good use and make his older brother cool weapons for him to use. I forgot to mention in this paracosm some people are born with superpowers and such, and Beau's superpowers are super strength and speed, while Dev's superpower is super intelligence.

Dev can't keep up with his brother on foot, so he made himself a jetpack to keep up, and makes science weapons for himself to use.

In this paracosm, there are evil robots, pirates, bandits, ninjas, demons, fallen angels, giant spiders, bad guys who kidnap pretty people, any enemy you would find in a video game or anime yeah it's probably here. So, there's always something for Beau and Dev to fight or someone to save from something.

Beau and Dev don't have secret identities since superpowered people are common but they get to have a pretty rad transformation scene activate when they fist bump each other.

Beau fighting style is similar to that of a hack and slack fighting game, Beau mostly use his fists to fight and his speed, he'll also use guns too, but he'll only use swords if he thinks he can pull off a cool move, since not really experience using them that much. Dev made Beau special gloves and boots that make the attack range of his hit larger so its easier to take out hoards of stuff like robots (which happens lot) and big enemies like giant monsters.

His boots are also guns so its like....

Oh, and Beau also makes sure that he always looks cool when fighting just in case someone takes a pic (which happens alot). Unlike Bayonetta, Beau is more playful with his posing rather than sexy.

Dev's wits come in handy when the two come across puzzles, riddles, or finding a way out of traps on their adventures since Beau didn't complete school once his parents passed and mostly focus on raising his siblings and hero training.

Much like Sonic, Beau is very snarky and witty while fighting his enemies (or at least tries to be), he always tries to make a snarky comment or a really cool zinger before finishing off his enemy. Due to his kind of being not the sharpest tool in the shed, it can take a while for him to come up with a good zinger, so it kind of stalls fights, and sometimes it gets to the point where the enemy is just like "Oh my GOD! just KILL ME!", this also annoys and embarrasses Dev too at times.

Beau makes money from bounties and doing odd jobs around, he makes enough for his siblings to live comfortably, but there are times where he'll go hungry because he only has enough for Dev and Carrie to eat. Beau is still a kind of a lower-level hero compare to the other well know ones around.

Dev has also made a rocket ship so they can fight intergalactically on other planets

Carrie in this paracosm is still 4 years old, she has yet to show any signs of having powers, which is pretty normal for her age since people in this world don't show powers until they hit their pre-teen years.

Beau will take Carrie on their adventures if it's safe enough, but if the mission is too dangerous Beau will take her to the nearest daycare or the nearest trustworthy femme person. Beau will try to make the mission or fight end quickly as possible if he left Carrie with a stranger, there's a sigh of relief once he finds her safe, if not (which doesn't happen a lot thankfully), well somebody gonna die and Beau tries to make it up to her by spending the next few days with her, just him and Carrie.

Beau tries to put being a good guardian/older brother before being a hero and tries his best to spend as much time with Carrie and Dev as possible on chiller/lower stakes days.

Beau had never had time to really process the feeling of losing his parents, there are days where he feels down but he never lets it show around his siblings or have it affect his hero work. There are nights where those memories keep him up, sometimes he'll cry but still try to smile thru the tears.

Beau likes to give peps talks to himself in the mirror, and pep talks to Dev, when he's feeling discouraged, although most of the time those pep talks don't really make any sense Dev still appreciate his brother's kind words.

Since Beau saves people, he interacts a lot with damsels in distress, he flirts with them, but usually gets rejected for coming across as too cheesy or cocky. He doesn't really mind it tho, he actually finds it funny, but when a lady actually flirts back he gets really flustered and has to leave immediately. Despite this Beau still tries to give Dev advice on talking to girls.

Beau still smokes and drinks because the stress of having to raise young siblings, dealing with trauma, and being a hero can be alot, but he still makes sure his siblings don't see him and he doesn't get too wasted.

Other than hero stuff, Hero! Beau enjoys reading comics, parkour, skateboarding, break dancing (which he incorporates in his fighting for some really cool finishers), practicing cool poses and phrases, playing video games with his little brother, and watching barbie movies with his little sisters (since Barbie reminds him of his mom).

Oof, I think that's all I got for now....

TL;DL Basically if this version of Beau is Sonic the original Beau is more like Shadow if that makes any sense.

#paraportal #new paracosm #paracosm #paracosm: big hero beau #para: hero! beau #I still have yet to figure out how Bonnie fits into this paracosm #their dynamic is gonna be more of a 'two stupid dorks' kind of dynamic #I dont think this paracosm could get anymore anime than this #maybe I'll make bonnie a magical girl #idk would that be too much

[sebastianshaw]

Don't feel obliged to answer if you don't have time/aren't feeling it, but if your alt-Marauders were invited to a Halloween party, what costumes would they wear? I'm setting up the scenario of a party so that Sebastian can't blow the whole thing off and call it silly (although maybe he wouldn't mind, given the Hellfire colonial cosplay), he'll have to wear a costume so as not to feel out of place. Bonus: what costume does Fabian wear?

I absolutely feel up to it! My period ended, my meds got sorted out, my crops are watered, my skin is cleared, I feel great, and I LOVE THIS ASK THANK YOU FOR SENDING IT!! Shaw comes as a member of the Chinese Cultural Revolution because Communism is the scariest thing he can think of

He’s got Mao’s little red book and everything and calls everyone Comrade. When someone accuses him of cultural appropriation, he retorts that “Stupidity is NOT a culture just because everyone is doing it.” Haven comes as the sea. She dresses in a sari made from teal and aqua colors with flowing fabric and ‘wave’ patterns, and accesorizes with jewelry made of shells and pearls. You could also interpret this as a mermaid, as long as the ‘marine’ theme is getting across! I drew this FOUR YEARS AGO and wow the art is bad but the idea is there!

Madelyne specifically stays AWAY from anything evil or sexy. No Elvira here even though she’d look GREAT. Bad memories. Nope, she’s....AMELIA EARHART!

(I hate so much that I found sexy Amelia Earhart costumes and that all the best non-sexy ones were for children) Claudine avoids anything science-y because that’s...not a costume for her, she IS science-y, and the point of Halloween is to be something you’re not, no? So she puts her favorite big fat cowboy hat to good use and comes as a wild outlaw from the Old West!

Yes, she wears the mustache, and also she probably took  a few things from Sebastian’s closet. She bursts in dramatically proclaiming for everyone to STICK ‘EM UP so she can rob their valuables, until that wily pilot Amelia Earhart saves the day in a spectacular show of heroism that DEFINITELY was not planned, recited, and choreographed between them for the last two weeks! Pyro considers just being an Aussie Stereotype but ultimately goes with Sherlock Holmes. Holmes is a famous lit character, but also one that even people who aren’t bookworms will recognize, and he has a very easy ‘look’---like it’d be difficult to specifically make someone realize you were some characters, but Holme’s media presence means stick on a deerstalker cap, grab a magnifying glass, and you’re golden! Plus it seems like he’s often long and lanky to some degree to? So, perfect!

He might ALSO have robbed Sebastian, and even with severe tailoring everything is hanging off him. Sebastian does not comment on this. Instead, he’s the asshole who points out Holmes never wore the deerstalker cap nor said “elementary” in the books and I thought you would know that Allerdyce? Pyro burns his little red book prop and instead of outrage, gets an approving nod--”Good. That’s what should be done with it.” Sherlock also offers to solve the mystery of where Shaw’s lost sense of human decency went. Shinobi’s thinking is OPPOSITE of Claudine’s. He wants to come as EXACTLY what he is. A purple peacock. A sexy, sexy purple peacock. So he gets a really revealing but really beautiful and intricate Rio dancer costume, and commissions a purple feather tail train. It’s spectacular. 

It is also extremely cumbersome, especially with those heels, so if he’s not knocking into people with his tail, he’s struggling to keep upright when he’s only just getting tipsy. This outfit does NOT last the night. Manon and Maxime are Mungojerry and Rumpleteaser. They’re already solid white so they don’t need to cover their bodies in a greasepaint base, just slap on some orange and black stripes with matching shirts, black tights, fake ears/tails, and some pearls for Manon. They “steal” all night for attention. I couldn’t find pics for what I’m imagining but basically like I described, it’s not a full-effort CATS cosplay, they’re kids, but you can def tell what they’re going for.  Alice considered one of the sisters from Ginger Snaps because she liked the look/fashion, but figured most people wouldn’t get it and also...as with Maddie, there are certain themes she would prefer to avoid, and the reason she empathized with this movie---your body changing out of your control---is the same reason she doesn’t want to be it. She decides to be Luna Lovegood, whom she looks like perfectly, can relate to in a way that isn’t traumatic (Luna being on her own and lacking peers to relate to at first), and is very recognizable!

EDIT: OH MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE I FORGOT THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE

FABIAN IS A SEXY, SEXY GLADIATOR ;) LADIES

#halloween #alt marauders #sammysdewysensitiveeyes

[morgemuffel]

MALEC. ➰ INSECURITIES ARE HUMAN.

This story takes place between 3Bx14 & 3Bx15

I know Underhill has not been given a first name yet so I'll just name him Jack in my story. If the name gets revealed in season 3B, I will revise the text and replace the name. :) *(Part 1 of my series: our heart beats like one)

So enjoy reading & please remember English is not my mother tongue... :)

Sometimes I can't understand his reasoning, I can't understand him. Why can't I just understand his actions and be happy for him? He has regained his magic, well more likely he got a top-of-the-line dose of Lorenzo's and even that to a pretty lousy price. To the price tag of the loft. His home. My home. Nevertheless, I should be happy for him, but I just can't. Am I a bad boyfriend now?

Alec is lying on his bed at the New York Institute and has been staring at his white bare ceiling enormously fascinated for a quite bit of  time now. He never realized how uncomfortable his room was set up. The large room radiated more of a particularly than a cozy atmosphere. Everything looked rather cool. The antique furnitures were indiscriminately combined, the whole previous facility more functional than friendly and inviting. Not like if someone would really live here and feeling safe and secure while being there. Neither Alec's character was reflected nor did it somehow felt like his home. Home, that was the key word, Magnus' Loft was home, Magnus was his home. A part of Alec, just a tiny little egotistical part of Alec, had been looking forward to the loss of Magnus magic. He had felt an unintentional relief at the thought that he and Magnus now had a chance to get old together and the immortality issue would be out of the blue once and for all. But as soon as the thought had come so quickly it had evaporated again. He knew how much Magnus was suffering from the loss of his magic and it hurt him to see him like that. His magic connected him with everything around him and without it he felt like a stranger. In the body of a more than 400-year-old warlock without the electrifying feeling of his magic flowing through him like blood through his veins. So how could Alec begrudge him that feeling? Furthermore, it was not certain that the return of his magic had automatically resolved the mortality. But he was too afraid to ask him this question. This one question that burned like fire on his tongue. The fear that this little shameful part of him would gain the upper hand in a confrontation. He didn't want Magnus to know about that ugly part of him. And so he was back to the beginning of his thoughts, was he a bad boyfriend because of that?

All at once his cell phone rings and an unknown number showed up  on the display. Astonished, Alec answered the phone "Alexander Lightwood, head of the New York Institute, who am I talking to?" There was a moment of silence at the other end. Until the person cleared his throat. "Underhill here, well ahm... Jack." Alec felt a little stupid right now. Why did he have to answer so over-formally? Jack continued "I got your number from Isabel, After assuring her that I really only wanted to go out for a drink after work without any ulterior motives, she gave me your number." Ahm... yeah so, how about a beer? The first round is on me." "Alec tried to quickly sort the information inside his head: 1. OK then his cheeky sister Izzy just pulled out his private number 2. what makes her think that Underhill would actually go for someone like Alec? Alec blushed at the thought. Of course two gay men could also only be friends with each other and 3. Would Magnus see it that way too? What was he thinking, sure Magnus was not a jealous man. "Yeah, why not, Hunter's Moon at 8:00pm?" Jack laughed relieved. It almost seems like he wants to talk to Alec about something important. "Sounds great see you then." They said goodbye and Alec slips his phone a bit confused back into his pocket. He never really had friends apart from his brother Jace and his sister Izzy. Well there were still Clary and Simon. But Simon talked too much about irrelevant mundane stuff and Dustin Hoffman movies. Clary and him were just recently getting along maybe that would change in the future but right now it was more like a collegiate base. It would be nice to have someone who was just his friend, someone who knew what it was like to come out at the institute, someone he could talk to about shadowhunter-stuff and relationship issues and who'd actually understand him. Of course, Jace was his Parabatei and felt everything what Alec felt through their connection and tried to help him as best possible. But Jace, well... Jace, was still Jace at the end of the day and his advice, though well intentioned often not really helpful. With Magnus he could talk about all these things and he appreciated that. He had never opened so much to anyone but what bothered him now, had to do with Magnus and therefore he also dropped out as an option. So Alec was looking forward to hangout with Underhill, with Jack.

Magnus just left Hunter's Moon after his cheering-up-martini. He was feeling a little melancholic at the thought of his lost loft. But he was still convinced that it was worth it. At the end of the day it's just a thing and so he had the opportunity to look for a new home. That was always a lot of fun. He loves to have a look at new apartments and then set it up and decorate it again. He had the money and who knows, maybe he could even persuaded Alec to to paint the walls with him and pick out new furniture from catalogs? Maybe there was even a similar apartment in Brooklyn just waiting for him. And perhaps it was a sign? That the time to take the next step and move in with Alec has come. He had told Alec a few weeks earlier that it wasn't the time yet, that it's to soon.  They were together for about two months now but it felt like an eternity. He wanted to say yes that day when Alec stood there in Magnus' blue shirt when he looked at him expectantly, but he couldn't. He was too afraid and had never ventured this step with anyone before. With Alec he always discovered new needs, needs he never know that they were even there. What Magnus really wanted, no needed was waking up every morning beside his wonderful boyfriend, to lose himself in those beautiful hazel colored eyes, having breakfast with him, eating french toast on a balcony each and every morning, spend the day with him and wait for his return in the evening. For his return to their home. Home, Magnus smiled, yes he was ready for this new adventure.

Arriving at Hunter's Moon, Alec looked for the blond shadowhunter. He just missed Magnus who went out of the back door. Jack Underhill sat at the counter with a beer in his hand and waved to Alec. Alec sat down and ordered a beer as well. Magnus tried to familiarize him with the different drinks and wines but Alec was usually more confused at the end, that's why it was always up to Magnus to decide. He thought taking the same thing like Underhill would be the easiest. "Cool that you've  made it, Underhill started, I honestly asked you out for a reason ..." Alec frowned, and took a sip of his beer. Jack hesitated before he finally started. "I haven't been dating anybody for a long time now and..." Alec's thoughts were a wild mess now. "Oh by the angel, no I don't know how to deal with such a situation please don't say what I think you're about to say ..." Underhill took a deep breath and asked: Would you be my wingman tonight? Alec blushed, he wasn't expecting that. He has never been asked to be someone's wingman. Jace didn't need anyone because he was the master of flirting and now he's happy in a relationship with Clary anyway. What do you even do as a good wingman? Alec wasn't sure. Nevertheless, he agreed" "Okey, then and what did you have in mind?" he asked hesitantly. Underhill told him he just had to help him talk to a potential partner. "I don't know if I'm the right person for this job..."Alec said. Jack shook his head tentative. "Of course! if not you who else?" You got yourself the High Warlock of Brooklyn the Magnus Bane!" Alec grinned at the thought of Magnus. Although he wasn't the high warlock of Brooklyn anymore he sometimes couldn't believe it himself. Magnus wasn't only incredibly hot and sexy but also extremely funny intelligent and... oh, he shouldn't digress it wasn't about him now. But how should he help Underhill? Communication with other people apart from Magnus wasn't really his strength. Except he was drunk then he was according to Izzy *a babbling waterfall* "Well, let's try it, but I'll need two more beers first," Alec laughed.

Meanwhile Magnus opened a portal in the narrow alley behind the bar to get into the institute. Suddenly blood ran from his right nostril down to his lips. Surprised, he wiped his nose and tried to suppress the thought that wanted to spread in his head. Just don't think about it, then it is not true. He wipes his hand on the inside of his jacket and walked through the portal. Once there, he sets out to find Alec, he should be finished working by now. But he doesn't find him anywhere. As he passes the Armory, he sees Izzy and he decides to ask her about Alec."Isabelle, have you seen Alec? I wanted to surprise him with a dinner in Paris and talk about my... our... new living situation." Izzy looks at him sheepishly as she replies "Yes he is with Jack, I mean Underhill they went out for a drink." "Oh... Jack," Magnus says visibly surprised by this message. "Well then we'll have to delay this special occasion..."Izzy perky as always "don't worry about my brother, he only has eyes for you and I think tall, blonde and handsome is more like Clary's type." "Yes ... no no, I'm not jealous Isabel, do you know when he'll be back?" Izzy thought about it "naah, no idea tomorrow is his day off from that... I don't know. Magnus was undecided what to do next. He had hoped to spend the night with Alec in his apartment in Paris. Now he wasn't even sure if it's a good idea to open a portal again. Should he just wait in Alec's room? Yes, that was a good idea. "I'll just wait for him in his room," Magnus said. Izzy nodded and continued polishing her seraph blade. Magnus headed to the bedchambers of the institute until he reached Alec's room. He rubbed his hands happily when he got the idea to redesign the room. And so he was busy with his new project for the next few hours.

An hour later, the two men sat laughing, lolling and loot spying at the counter. So far, Alec had not found any of Underhills suggested men passable. Underhill: "How about the one over there at the pool table, the one in the white shirt?" "I mean he looks good... and I like the way he's stroking through his hair when he laughs... somehow cute." Alec: "Uh... really?" I'm not sure, he's a bit pale" he said with a shrug. Jack: "Well, not everybody can have a flawless tanned caramel-like body with perfectly defined muscles and silky smooth hair. Alec looked at him puzzled "you remember that you're talking about my boyfriend right? Underhill then a bit uncomfortable "Yeah sorry, but I mean Magnus is really good-looking even I can see that. Alec laughs and turns back to Mr. White-Shirt. He inspects him from top to bottom, but finds it difficult to find something about him that he would actually classify as attractive. Automatically, Magnus' Ideal Body appeared in his mind's eye and Alec started comparing the two men. He couldn't say if he would find the man attractive if Magnus wasn't his boyfriend. Hm... Okay the guy could play pool that was positive but otherwise? Alec: Well he's definitely not a Magnus, at the most a 6 out of 10 and he's good at playing pool, you like doing that too sooo...? Jack: "Haha, but I'm not looking for a second Magnus either..." he started but Alec interrupted him, "you wouldn't even find a second one he said in a played sulkily tone. Underhill "Maybe I should have thought this through." The two men burst out laughing again and so it goes back and forth for a while. As Alec's phone rings in his pocket. "Oh, speaking of which..., "heeeey baaabe... "he mumbles into the phone, smiling.

Magnus on the other side of the phone exhales slowly before answering in his casual tone. "Hello darling... I've heard you're out, uhm... with a friend and I wanted to ask you when you're about to be back..? I'm here at the institute, decorating your room a bit..." Magnus cursed inside that wasn't very subtle, he had told Isabel that he wasn't jealous and he meant it. Especially after so many centuries and several relationships, he had learned that, jealousy is just a feeling that comes from your own insecurity. And he knew that he could fully trust Alec but even Magnus was uncertain sometimes. Unsure he might be easy to replace? "Pssst... that's my boyfriend Magnus on the other end, could you all be quiet, thanks!" Alec rolled his eyes at the guests at Hunter's Moon and shaking his head as if it were the most logical thing that the entire bar has to be quiet when his boyfriend calls. Yes drunk Alec was here. Underhill could barely suppress his laugh as he tried to ignore the evil glares of the others. "Send your better half kind regards." Magnus heard Underhill whispering in the background. Alec returned to his conversation with Magnus. "Ahm... greetings, no a kind regards from Jack and I'll be on my way in about 15 minutes," Alec whispered lovingly into his phone. Magnus' heart on the other end began to throb wildly, oh he loved this Nephilim so much that it almost hurt and Underhill is a nice guy so get yourself together Bane. "See you then darling," Magnus replied and hung up.

After Alec has finished the call, the sentence which Underhill had told him a few weeks ago went through his head - Nephilim love once, fiercely - Yes, he couldn't look at other men without thinking about Magnus and his inner conflict made itself noticeable again. Now was the right time to ask Jack for advice. So he took all his courage together and just blurted out with it. "Hey... Can I ask you something serious about ahm... relationships...?" Alec asked. Underhill took a deep breath and stretched slowly. "Alright buddy go ahead." Alec started to tell him about his worries. He told him that he was hurt when he found out that Magnus had regained his magic today. Because he has the feeling that Magnus prefers to have his magic, be immortal and to outlive him. To forget him and one day simply replace him, instead of being mortal and spend like fifty years in the mundane way with Alec. He confessed to him that he thought the biggest hurdle in their relationship would be out of the world. Even though he wants Magnus to be happy at all costs, he doesn't know how to handle this feeling. "He could have died trying and did'n't even ask for my opinion you understand? And I dare not to ask him if he has now regained his magic and immortality, or only his magic and if I am unnecessarily maddening." Jack nodded slowly as he said "It's always best to start with yourself first." Let's talk about the immortality part..."

Alec was obviously feeling better after Underhill's speech and decided to get back reasonably sober with a lot of coffee and then confront Lorenzo at the handover in Magnus' loft. Nobody had the right to humiliate his Magnus like that and he would do anything, to make sure his boyfriend was happy again. The two men said goodbye and reassured each other to repeat this soon again. Alec walked towards Magnus' loft, the cool New York breeze blew in his face and he felt more sober after each block and more like himself again. He took the time to think about Jack's words. Alec had realized he was right about everything. He loves Magnus and he knew from the beginning that Magnus was immortal. He knew that one day he'd be old and that Magnus would probably just bee as young and alive as now. The new situation, whether temporary or not, doesn't change the fact that Magnus is a warlock. He was born as a warlock and his magic is a part of him as well as the immortality. Done.

The loft was unrecognizable. Alec went to the balcony and admired the view as he did so often before, as the door opened and Lorenzo entered. He had so much to say to him, wanted to yell at him, beat him but he tried to stay calm. Instead, he just asked quietly, "You really are despicable, aren't you? Lorenzo remained calm and replied only insolently, "Mr. Lightwood what a pleasant surprise. I didn't know you came with this apartment." And confessed that he just wanted to humiliate Magnus and put him in his place after all, he is now the high warlock of Brooklyn. Not Magnus. Mockingly, he added a condescending remark, "And the fact that he sent his little boyfriend to plead his case tells me I more than succeeded."Alec was seething with anger. Lorenzo forgot who he was talking to. Alec would teach him some manners. Lorenzo could play games with everyone else but not with Alec. No. "I'm the head of the New York Institute. Don't speak to me like that." For a moment he saw the fear in Lorenzo's eyes. Lorenzo said soothingly: "You're right." Perhaps this is getting unnecessarily heated." So Alec tried to negotiate with him offered to find him a better deal. But the warlock refused. He was only interested in referring Magnus to his place and playing out his new position of power. Alec had heard enough. You don't climb higher than you should otherwise you'll fall deeper than you'd like. And Lorenzo was getting too cocky. Alec lowered his voice as he spoke again "Enjoy this position while it lasts." The Clave doesn't take kindly to conniving, unethical Downworld... Leaders." He took a step towards Lorenzo and glared at him as he said: "You will slip up." And when you do, I'll be waiting there to take you down." With these last words he left the loft and thus a thoughtful and confused Lorenzo Rey.

Back at the institute Alec opened the door to his room when he realized, that he was probably still a little drunk, since he had obviously mistaken the room. He was just about to turn in between the door step when the shape on the bed moved and two cat eyes lit up in the dark and gazed at him. "Alec is it you?" Perplexed, Alec tried to spot the flaw in the room in the dim light. The furniture were the same but the walls had been painted in a cool shade of gray, black picture frames were mounted on the walls, with memories of travels he had made with Magnus. It looked like in an art gallery. A big plant was standing next to his desk and he slowly recognized the Scandinavian style that wafted through the room. "Maaa...gnuus, what have you done to my room...?" Alec laughed. He heard a giggle followed by a yawn."I was bored when I was waiting for you and well Nordic Interior Design is currently very trendy, you like it?" In that moment Alec knew he would never ask him. He didn't need to know the answer. The only truth he knew was that he loved this man with skin and hair. And that was all that matters. "I love it" Alec said. "And I love you, so will you finally join me my angel?" Magnus whispered. Alec liked it when Magnus addressed him with pet names, though not all of them were great, but most of them were actually really cute. He wasn't as original at them like his boyfriend and when he tried well... something strange came out of it. He has become friends with *Babe* it was not very originally but since he was the only one allowed to call Magnus like that it was enough. He undressed and slipped in something comfortable to sleep before he went to bed an snuggled up with Magnus. For a while they lay there quietly entwined until Alec asked into the darkness: "Magnus were you jealous of Underhill...? cause I wasn't sure but... " Magnus hesitated for a moment before he answered, maybe in an octave too high "Uhm nope, I have no reason to be." Alec laughed as he noticed the little lie and pressed Magnus even closer to him. He whispered in his ear: "We both know that there is no reason for jealousy but sometimes even I'm a bit jealous, I think that's normal." Magnus turned to look at Alec in surprise. His Alec jealous of whom? He could not imagine with the best of intentions who Alec even rudimentarily regarded as competition. "Please, who could you possibly be jealous of?" Magnus asked. Alec grinned into the darkness. "Good night babe."

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Nsfw Headcanon 1

It's only been a few chapters and I'm already dishing out the kinks. I wasn't sure if I should because I feel like it's a bit too soon and wanted to marinate the characters in a bit. Yes, I said marinate.

Just to understand their personality and physical appearance a bit more. I'm slowly working my way through the sketches and once I'm done with all 5 characters I'll redo them again. At least, that's what I'm planning.

Their physics are kind of close to what I want them to be but not exactly so ill keep working on them until I'm fully satisfied with their look. Also, sharpening my skills to draw them properly and realistically.

Mimi

Although she has never done it she is curious. Not a sexually-driven person. Well, not yet…

Mimi always wanted to have fun and go out experiencing new things and is too distracted to really care about her sexual needs.

Not saying she's outright oblivious. She has heard a few things from her friends and searched online for some terms out of pure curiosity. Needless to say, she was flustered but didn't really get what the big deal was.

She hasn't been in a relationship long enough for it to get to that stage of intimacy. Heck, she hasn't even been in a relationship yet. Not until she met him.

The first time the topic of sex between Mimi and him was brought up by one of her friends. They both turned red in the face and she quickly denied it, trying to change the topic.

Their first time doing it was at his house when his parents weren't home. I know, pretty cliche. They were both extremely anxious and embarrassed but also excited.

Y'all gonna be in for a SHOOK because this is where the characters start to really DEVELOP. Ahem, in other words, she has a penis. Yes, I said it. A penis. And it's natural.

After their first time, they did it more frequently and became more comfortable with seeing each bare.

When I said 'frequently' I meant A LOT. They did almost every day. Since they're the first time, Mimi became very sexually active. Well, they are still young after all.

In general, her sexual drive is pretty high.

She gets turned on easily and her being a naturally touchy person does not help.

He could just be next to her with legs touching and she would get excited.

Tries to control her hormones but just ends up mounting him.

Has a scent kink no cap.

During sex, she can become kind of aggressive…more like animalistic.

Growls unconsciously.

Into humping.

She usually does it at either his house or hers and when their parents are gone but doesn't mind getting a little experimental. Maybe doing somewhere public twice or thrice but prefers on a bed where both he and she are comfortable.

Speaking of experimental doesn't mind introducing toys into the action and is pretty turned on by the idea. She likes trying out new things after all. Overall, it's exciting for her to see him so pleasured but prefers pleasing you with her own hands and mouth and DIC-

Doesn't really like the idea of having a threesome or more. She'll come to agree if she sees he's really fond of the idea but only with someone they both completely trust.

Doesn't really mind being watched as long as he's comfortable with it and also because once they start doing it together, they are in their own world and doesn't care for who's watching.

Doesn't mind him experimenting on her with blindfolds handcuffs and a cock ring but gets really riled afterwards.

Likes a bit of bondage on him here and there. If he begins to whine about taking them off she would be tempted to either give into his pleads or deny him a little more to see his reaction. Wants to give into him because the warmth of his arms around her neck while she's thrusting endearing yet refuting him and knowing how badly he wants to cling onto her turns her on even more.

If she is being tired she would a be restless most of the time and pout. Not being able to do anything frustrates her but seeing how he's using her dick to make himself feel good is incredibly sexy.

After he cums she would beg him to let her touch him.

Him teasing her would just be so easy. She would be very red and depending on the situation she'll try to tolerate it as long as possible and pleading him to stop, lightly scolding him with a frown.

If he teases her a lot while they're in public then she'll just pull him over to a bathroom or the most private corner she could find and do it there.

Likes to do quickies. The acceleration of thrusting into him turns her on. These are usually done when in public.

Still loves taking it a slower and appreciating his body and this can only be done when they're at home.

A biting kink, I kid you not. Gets a little bloody. She does it unconsciously and when it's over she would finally realise and apologize about it several times. Probably suggest going to a doctor lol.

He told her he doesn't mind but she feels really guilty. Still does it, it's like on instinct or something. She just has an urge to bite.

If he bites her, that would surge her on even more.

Basically, she's like a wild dog.

Goes for many rounds and has great stamina because of her fitness.

Since she does go for multiples of rounds probably has an overstimulation kink without even noticing. Not hardcore about it but seeing him spilling tears because of how pleasured he is encourages her to it do more.

A praise kink. Loves it when he praises her. Knowing that she's making him feel good makes her happy.

Loves both receiving and giving oral.

Rubbing his penis or eating him out while observing him arching back in ecstasy.

Finds it very cute when he tussles at her hair trying to feel more of her tongue.

Him giving her a blowjob makes her extremely flustered and it feels ridiculously good. Hands-on gently gripping his soft hair and trying not to hurt him. The whole visual stimulate her even more. Won't be able to stay still because of the bundles of pleasure so she'll finger him in the middle of it.

Very vocal and can't control it at times because he feels so good.

Has a fantasy of cumming inside of him and creampie.

They use a condom when doing it though. Unless they do plan on knocking up a child then she would do it. Makes sure she's got clear permission.

Finds it sexy when he wears lingerie in the bedroom. She likes them all. Anything he wears is cute, of course.

More into the cute style like mini bows and lively colours. A simple pink or bright blue undergarment is enough to get her active.

Has trouble take off bras with mini hooks. She wears sports bra most of her growing years so when it came to taking off his, she was embarrassed by how clumsy she was fiddling with his hooks.

She fondles with his chest a lot. Loving how small and cute and soft they are. Probably into nipple play. Touching and sucking on them constantly for hours. He is going to have a sore chest the next morning.

They usually do it in the basic position like missionary, doggy style or the riding position.

When he's not around and she has the urge to do it, she would try to wait for her dick to calm down or just relieves herself quickly.

Being in a relationship, she doesn't masturbate often because doing it with him feels ten times better but even when she does do it she would feel ashamed afterwards and probably unable to look him in the eye for a few hours.

After finishing, she's pretty burned out from using her energy so much but is still stable enough to walk to the kitchen. She lays next to him and rests for a few minutes.

She would make sure he's okay after recollecting herself and ask him if he needs anything like water, food, a bath. Would be willing to drive out and get him things if he requests it. So cute.

Usually, people would be really tired and sleeps after sex but Mimi just gets hungry instead. The energy she has is-

Although, she would want to get something to eat but seeing him so calm and soft next to her shoulder makes her want to stay and hold him instead.

He'll probably hear some stomach growls at night though.

She doesn't mind the mess too much and snuggles up close to him as possible, holding him by the waist.

She would stare at him for a bit and finally sleeps after he does. She just can't believe how beautiful he is.

Likes to tuck her face between his neck and shoulder and hug his waist when they sleep.

Overall, she's a vanilla type of person and loves to please her partner a lot. She can also be experimental and is very open to new things but prefers to use her own body to satisfy her lover, and knowing that he feels good because of her and not some toy.

Okay, so I decided to just keep this as a headcanon because it's long enough and saves the scenarios for a different time or perhaps a request. There are many things involved so I wouldn't even know where to start.