#and i also feel like ... i would have noticed a picture or something beforehand you know ? like he just fits into my type so gd well

[brionnne]

Liar's Den WIP [Working Title, Unfinished]

Almost a solid year (Mar 23rd, 2022) since I started writing and editing this thing, and I planned / plan (?) to do more with it, but I'm honestly not quite sure where to go, and in a way, I honestly think it works alright as a standalone, so I'm just going to throw it out there to show that I do, in fact, write. I had fun writing it, at least, and I hope to make something more of it someday, but...?

Wariness is her natural state. Calculating. Observant. Perceptive. Even then, it isn’t very hard to notice that, out of all the seven deadly sins, she had only ever seen six. No mention of Sloth, of Belphegor, was made—seemingly a taboo topic among the brothers. No wonder why, Morgana thinks now. 

“Why are you trying to trick me? I have eyes, you know.” Her expression turns into a bemused smile. “A brain? I may be a mere human,” she makes mystical motions with her fingers, eyes wide and dramatic, before she drops the act with a scoff, “but I know exactly who you are.” Her eyes flicker towards his fingers, blue-tipped nails, which tighten on the door. Another giveaway, Ana observes. She knows by now that Asmo paints all of their nails, but his are chipping; faded. How long has he been here? As long as I have? Longer? She doesn’t ask him. “I’ve seen your portrait, you know? Even if I hadn’t, your fingernails are painted. That might be fine by itself, but your eyes?” She tilts her head, “Strange color for a human. What is that? Purple, right?” Related to Beel? Internally, she rolls her eyes. Obviously.

His hands slacken. He shrugs, trying to appear lax— a nice imitation, or it would be, except the tightness has moved up. The stiffness of his shoulders makes the action slightly less loose than it should be. Interesting, her eyes narrow. He doesn’t like being called out on this. Why, though?

“You caught me,” he raises his hands in a gesture reminiscent of Asmo. It’s sort of … cute, on him. Intentional? Questions she can’t answer yet run rampant. There’s not enough information to infer much of anything, as frustrating as that is—very. As for his lies, she thinks there could be a logical reason behind them, and while his state of captivity makes him look like a victim in some form, his deception speaks against that. Regardless of logic, the hasty fabrication, the stiffness of his fingers and shoulders, makes her have doubts. He’s certainly capricious—just listen to how even toned he sounds now, compared to his earlier panic—but to what extent? Perhaps further sarcasm would be … unwise.

Morgana looks back up, “So what is it that you want, then, if you were desperate enough to lie for it?” She frowns, gesturing to the door that holds him. “Freedom, I assume?”

For the first time, she sees something like a spark in him. Energy that wasn’t there before. 

“I thought I might get your help,” he says, “if I pretended to be human.” She can’t tell whether this is duplicitous or not. Even a close inspection shows no obvious signs. Perhaps he’s just that good of a liar. Perhaps he isn’t lying at all. It could be both. Insertions of truth, twisted to fit one's liking, have always made lying easier. Harder to detect by a casual, or even careful, viewer. She’s only seen a single tell, and even then, being stiff doesn’t always indicate a lie — it can be normal tensity; discomfort. Plenty of things that make her slow to place any defining bets. He’s shown her basically nothing. 

She had never really given further thought to the implications of Sloth on behavior. Acedia, she remembers, is apathetic. Listless. Lack of care. Her eyes track to his hair — messy; bedhead — to his clothes. They’re barely resting on his frame, and not in the sense of weight, but rather, the jacket he wears is nearly falling off. His shirt — plain, white — is a bit more kempt, but only just. It lifts at his midriff, revealing an un-tied pair of sweatpants that dip low on his hips. He wears no shoes at all, but when she peers in, she can see a pair of long boots sitting in the corner. Effortless. Slip-on. Morgana’s eyes find her own slippers, and she shrugs. Understandable, she thinks. Nice, too. The room itself reflects his state of dress. Untidy. Lacking organization. Her gaze falls onto Belphegor again. He seems, as expected, unbothered. It isn’t like she can criticize that; in fact, it appears they share these traits in common. That being said … 

This … probably shouldn’t bother me as much as it does. Her brow furrows. Regardless, the feeling doesn’t leave. It isn’t very often that she can’t get a good read on someone. Being out of her element like that makes her feel uncomfortable. Most people—even the other demon brothers—are easy enough to read at the best of times. Belphegor …isn’t. 

(Asmo tells her that she isn’t, either. Is that what dealing with me feels like to him? Eugh.)

“I can’t break the seal on this …door,” he admits, scowling. Surprisingly expressive, his hands flutter before it. That, at least, is truthful. There’s no hesitation in his words, no tightness of his frame. His emotions are visible, but not overdone.

“Frankly,” she says, unable to tamp down her bitterness, “I don’t know what you expect me to do about that. I have no magic.” This may not endear him to her, but it’s true. She’s been painfully aware of her status since being deposited here. Even with potential, the understanding of theory, all that becomes useless when she can’t even apply it.

“That may be true, but you have pacts.”

Morgana raises her eyebrows. “And you know about this …how?” 

“Don’t get so worked up,” he huffs, rolling his eyes. “Lucifer told me.”

She snorts. He is cute. Sort of. Shakes her head. “Humor me, then. If I were to free you,” Ana posits, “what is it that I would have to do?”

“If you made a pact with all of my brothers, that would be enough to break the seal.”

She hums. “What do I get out of this deal— I mean, why should I?” It sounds cruel. He could be innocent, she reminds herself. But it’s a genuine enough question, really. Why risk herself? Mammon’s pact was pure luck, and Levi's was borne of some uncanny trickery. Fooled into believing she had won when she hadn’t. He’d been too worked up to realize, and she was, of course, in no hurry to correct him. She was weak here; having something concrete would be protection. “I don’t even know you.”

“Are you—?” His eyes flash. She has to cradle her face to hide the smile this brings. Thumb and forefinger resting on her cheeks. Her hand; a curtain. Neither his apparent anger nor her amusement lasts for very long. “You’re a human,” he says, incredulous. “Don’t you want power—or something?”

Morgana sniffs, fingers coming down to rub at her eternally stuffy nose, “I don’t particularly care.”

He blinks. “Are you not driven by … generosity?” His words are metered, strained, and pushed through clenched teeth; she suspects the word he wishes to have said was not half as nice as the one he had chosen. He’s being careful. It’s notable that he does seem genuinely curious, however. It’s just a guess, really, but this probably wasn’t how he had expected their meeting to go. And it must be weird to meet a human not simply drawn in by that promise of power, especially a power received so idly. A thing that Belphegor is known for accomplishing at a price; a particularly devious demon—manipulative, her textbooks had warned. She’s not sure she wants to deal with the cost of that, really; power and influence are overrated things, anyway—she wouldn’t deny a level of self-motivation in seeking out pacts like Pokemon cards, but. Power is the least of her concerns. Control is a trivial matter. She simply wants to live unburdened, and to do that, she needs to actually be alive. It’s a simple desire; all things considered. Base. Yet she’s curious—for answers no one else would give, she knows. Who would be so forthcoming? Lucifer? Certainly not. There’s clearly something going on here—this attic room, these spiral stairs, up which Lucifer had told her nothing was or would be—and damn it if she doesn’t want to know why this would be worth lying about; if everyone else was lying to her, too. Did Beel know? It didn’t seem that way, certainly, but she doesn’t really know him, either…

“I can be generous,” she reveals after a moment, “but I’m not going to go out of my way if I don’t need to. Plus,” Ana turns her gaze on him. “You’ve given me no reason to trust you.”

. . .

Trust. She falls onto her bed, sighing. How fucking complicated. It’s true that his lies had made her wary, but a part of her — an annoying, shoved-aside part of her — wants to help him. That feeling is as annoying as it always is. She’d been working on this part of herself, slowly but surely. It’s uncountable how many times now that her generosity has hurt her rather than helping, but attempting to be so selfish hurts all those good parts inside her, too. Tears them up and crushes them underfoot.

Tonight, it bothers her so much that it even stalls her sleep. Lying. Rolling. Restless. Why do you want to help him anyway? She doesn’t know, and more than not knowing him, her ignorance of herself is infuriating. She should know this. She should understand herself like the back of her hand. She thinks restlessly. She thinks endlessly. She thinks and comes up blank every time. He’s a stranger, Ana tells herself. He might even deserve it.

“Deserve being locked away?” She murmurs, an uneasy frown twisting her face. “With nothing?” Closes her eyes. It was glaringly obvious how little he actually had, after all. No D.D.D., which she’d already noticed early on. Absence from chats. Communication. Healthy things that were necessary. Isolation. Loneliness. One of Lucifer’s ham-fisted ‘punishments’? It doesn't feel right.

Even without trust, even if he did deserve some form of punishment, could she say that it would be this? Could she condemn him? Because that’s what it would be. Damning. Not helping Belphegor would only mean that he would be stuck there—living in those conditions, alone, for as long as Lucifer saw fit to hold him. Her wariness didn't mean she had to be okay with that by default—didn’t allow her to simply turn a blind eye. It’s true, she knows this, but that doesn’t mean she likes facing it.

#belphegor x mc #obey me belphegor #i wanted to make them kind of contentious and have a moral struggle idk #i've seen so many people talk about the scene and the betrayal of it #but i didn't trust him and i wasn't spoiled either so no outside perspective just vibes #and i thought it'd be fun to approach it like that #and i also feel like ... i would have noticed a picture or something beforehand you know ? like he just fits into my type so gd well #i cannot be led to believe that i would traverse those halls every goddamn day and not spot the emo boy #i am simply built different #and yeah i'm criticizing lucifer in this because belphegor's whole issue was the belief that lilith had actually died #and i just fundamentally disagree with treating someone who hasn't committed any crimes like a criminal #lucifer backed a beast into a corner of course he's going to fucking lash out like what do u expect psychologically it makes fucking sense #persecution of an as of yet innocent person is likely to make them desperate #they've no other options and the worst has already been assumed of them anyway so fuck it right nothing to lose #lesson 16 spoilers #obey me

[spiceofvy]

Can you please write dumb/cute/random things BTS members will do while they are crushing on reader?

BTS - Things they do when they are in love with you

cw: gender neutral reader, sfw, just pure fluff

Seokjin: Takes lots of photos with you. He just wants to remember everything he does with you. Would totally use every new selfie of the two of you as his new lockscreen. Even if you don't feel pretty or are in the middle of eating something he quickly whips out his phone to take a selfie with you. And of course taking a lot of candid pictures of you, to use as lockscreens too. And if you ever call him out for it he just pretends that he just likes to see his own face which definitely is also true but not the main reason.

Yoongi: Always lets you into his space. As soon as he realizes how much you mean to him you get the code to his studio. Free entry, no texts beforehand. He just wants you around him all the time and he doesn't mind sharing his space with you. May it be to eat together, so you can watch him work while you relax or even working simultaneously on different things. He is fine with all of it. And while everybody has to be cautious about not bothering him, you don't have to because he could never be annoyed with you.

Hoseok: Wants to be friends with your friends. He just loves spending time with you and there is no better way to get closer to you than with friend hangouts. Definitely adds everyone on social media after meeting them once and makes it a big deal to spend some time with them so not only they get a good opinion of him but also so you can see how well he fits into your already existing life. Also will ask for embarrassing stories about you.

Namjoon: Gets even more clumsy. All you need to do is to walk into a room for him to literally drop whatever he is holding. But also just trips over things, pushes things over and all that good stuff. Your presence is just too much for him and he doesn't know how to move his body when you are watching him. Also forgets how well spoken he is and says the dumbest stuff while stuttering. Congratulations, you burned his brain away.

Jimin: Texts you all the time. And I mean it. Nonstop. He is getting his makeup done? He texts you. He sits in the cab to get to the venue? He texts you. He is just about to fall asleep? He texts you. It's just his favorite activity and even if you can't answer immediately he just needs to tell you everything he thinks about. Also sends you so many selfies all over the day. No matter if they're funny or pretty.

Taehyung: Collects little trinkets for you. He almost always thinks of you and in turn always sees something that he thinks would be perfect for you to have. Maybe it's a rock that works well for your collection. Or a CD of your favorite artist you don't have yet. Or just a neat seashell he finds at the beach. Always also really proud about giving them to you, excited to see your happy reaction when he gives you something.

Jungkook: Is so excited to be around you. Whenever he sees you he gets like the brightest smile ever, jumping up and down so happy to see you. Will also maniacally laugh about everything remotely funny that you say. Just so happy to have your attention. He talks non stop, wanting to impress you and hopefully make you laugh. Asks everyone who was with you later if they noticed how you smiled at him or laughed about the joke he made.

#bts headcanon #bts #bts fluff #bts x reader #seokjin x reader #seokjin #jin x reader #jin #yoongi x reader #yoongi #suga #suga x reader #hoseok x reader #hoseok #jhope #jhope x reader #namjoon x reader #namjoon #rm x reader #rm #jimin x reader #jimin #taehyung x reader #teahyung #v #v x reader #jungkook x reader #jungkook #gender neutral reader #headcanon

[weightgainworld]

How to tease someone else, or at least try.

This is going to be a general guide for doms who are unsure what to say, subs who want to play with their dominant side, and me when I want a refresher on what works.

All of this is what I have tried and works for me. Teasing is an art form and has many different ways to approach it. No approach is right, but there are wrong ways.

1. Some do's and don'ts

-Remember that each person you tease is an individual first. Just because that one guy or girl liked it when you called her a dirty slut, doesn't mean everyone likes that.

- Don't force teasing if the other person doesn't want it. They aren't playing hard to get, and you are not sexy for being more aggressive.

- To find out what that person likes. Sometimes it takes just 10 seconds to see they enjoy pet names on their profile or in a post wherever you read it. It is even easier face-to-face since you can just ask. Even though it is awkward. It can't be weirder than saying something you read in an erotic novel and repeated in the heat of the moment.

- Don't beg for attention. There are exceptions where you can tease someone while still begging, look at tons of subs who beg for pleasure, but as a dom, you need to choose your words carefully. Aka doesn't beg for pictures, dms, etc., and tries to disguise it as shitty teasing.

2. What do you say?

I feel like this is a common question that people have when they are just starting or their brain goes blank under pressure. If you have no idea what the other person likes besides knowing they want to be degraded, try to focus on one or two things you noticed from a photo or their body in person. Take their ass for example, you could describe it as a big wobbly spanking zone, a pretty small butt that needs some red marks, or daddy's favorite body part. If you are a sub or switch, you can in most cases just imagine what you would want someone to say to you. Doesn't always work if the other person doesn't share the same kinks, but it is a starting point that you can work off of. Something is just seeing what other people say while they tease someone. Don't just copy what they say. If you don't have a dominant bone in your body and you do that, it will just be more funny than sexy. See how you can modify what they say to fit the person you are teasing or the situation. A great example is a good boy or a good girl. Both are okay on their own but can be elevated by just adding more passion to it. For example, "You are such a good fucking boy for me playing with yourself and drooling for pleasure."

3. How should you say it?

Unsure if this is helpful to address, but going to mention it anyway. In my opinion, you should say things that fall into the middle ground of sexy but expressive. I roll my eyes when I see someone say 3 or 4 words that are repeated by everyone and their mom. "Nasty slut", "cock whore", "you should be sucking my cock". There is a time and a place for more direct teasing like this though. Some people just want to hear that they are dirty girls while having their hair pulled. That's why seeing what someone likes beforehand can go a long way. However, you could also elevate what you are saying by being more descriptive. You can go from saying, "You are such a slut", to, "You can't help but act like a whore with your tits hanging out." Both ways will get the job done, but being more expressive can help you stand out or just sound sexier. No like I don't use the first example all the time. This is Aldo helpful to keep in mind when writing erotica since you can only say slut, bitch, or cunt so many times before they lose their impact.

4. You can tease without being degrading

This is something that even I forget since I am more of a fan of aggressive domination. However, teasing is more than just saying whatever rude thing you heard in a porno. You can be softer about it like saying, "Are you going to be a good girl and come hump yourself on daddy's hand?" At the end of the day, teasing should be used to push someone you are playing with down a rabbit hole of horny. It is not just so you can vent frustration about not getting that promotion at your job. Not everyone wants to be a slut and that's okay. You can still be a handsome boy who deserves butt rubs while getting pounded.

5. Mix fetishes in for more variety

Like I mentioned before, spamming the word slut every 5 minutes isn't going to impress anyone. Using that person's fetishes to tease them is a simple way to do that. Have a foot fetish? You could say, "Of course, you want to be a foot slave, just put your cock right there and let me help you out." Into bdsm? You can say, "Don't even bother trying to lie to me, you want me to tie you up like the rope bunny you are and rub my hands over your reddening body." I think I have made my point. Kinks are cool, use them to make you sound sexier.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk. Learn from other doms how to talk to sexy as well. I am just a random dude with too much time on my hands.

#teasing #bdsmkink #degredation kink #sub and dom

[iceman-soup]

request!

sorry if you've done this already, but what would Ghost and Soap's first leave together look like? could be sfw or nsfw, everything is up to you

yes yes yesss this is sfw because my descriptive brain took over, also autistic ghost supremacy 🫶🫶

ghost x soap

Simon wasn't ready to meet Johnny's family yet. Hell, they'd only been dating five or so months before deciding to stick with each other on leave, and by that point it was far too stressful and overwhelming to think about meeting a whole bunch of new people to mask around and make good impressions. Ghost needed the time off to re-regulate, and honestly, Soap wasn't up to introducing a boyfriend he had barely warned his mother about beforehand.

So instead the two taxi'd over to Manchester from the airport, arriving at a tiny, cheap flat with even cheaper security cameras dotted on each outside wall and above the front door. "Enough of a deterrent, even if half don't work," explains Simon, seeing Johnny looking around curiously. He unlocks the door and pushes it open an inch, baited breath for a couple of moments as he appears to listen for anything unusual, before opening the door properly, flicking on the warm overhead lights and pulling Soap in by the hand, who gazes at the inside of his flat whilst Ghost locks the door again.

"Dinnae take you for an interior designer, Lt," John grins, glancing at the taller man before going back to admiring the space. It's dusty, sure, but otherwise not quite as awful as expected, and although cramped, holds a feeling of comfort and rest. The two are standing in the kitchen, cupboards naked oak wood and counters hand-painted daffodil yellow, the honey-coloured floor tiles chipped but superglued back together. The image of Si sitting cross-legged on the ground fixing them fills Soap's mind, his heart fluttering at how domestic his lieutenant suddenly seems.

There isn't a wall between the kitchen and living room, and Johnny takes that opportunity to wonder straight through, taking note of a comfy-looking secondhand sofa to cuddle up on together later. An old TV with a jumble of cables is stood upon a coffee table, which simultaneously doubles as an actual coffee table, evident by a few mismatched coasters with just as many water marks as the surface they're supposed to be protecting. Splintering wood in the tried-to-be-aesthetic bare floorboards are covered by a granny rug which contrasts the baby blue walls surprisingly well. Two doors lead off from the living room, and Ghost walks over to the first one, opening it to show the other.

"Bathroom," he comments as if it isn't obvious. There's nothing extraordinary about it, but Soap does notice his unwavering loyalty here and on base to his very specific shower products - of course. He nods and they move on, entering the fourth room. Si hovers at the doorway whilst Johnny wanders inside, taking in the bedroom.

Most of the space is taken up by a double bed pressed up in the far corner, white paint on the metal frame missing in spots, showing its age. The bedding is black with little bone prints patterning it, soft cotton and all matching. Shoved next to the bed is a chest of drawers, one of the handles missing and replaced with a nail bashed into the wood. Hung up precariously on the picture rail over it is Simon's formal uniform - clearly unused for years due to his skilful avoidance of social events. Again, the floor is stripped of carpet (the bedroom in slightly safer condition than in the living room) and the walls are painted, this time a pale pink and dotted with glow-in-the-dark plastic stars.

"Never got them as a kid," Ghost mutters, gesturing to the stars and then the general soft colours of his flat. He shuffles awkwardly on his feet, avoiding eye contact - and subsequently his boyfriend's loving smile too. "You want something to eat? I don't have anything," he adds quickly.

"We can go doon to the chippy?" John suggests, walking over to kiss him tenderly. "Or if you don't feel like seein' people, I could order us something." The taller man nods at the second option, then proceeds to wrap his arms around Soap's waist, burying his face into the crook of his neck and pressing his lips to the skin, simply savouring his warm embrace.

"I love you, Johnny. I'm happy you're here."

The next few days go by far too quick for either's liking. They're spent with long mornings just laying in bed, doing fuck all on their phones in the oddest cuddle positions known; alternatively, smothering each other in hugs and kisses until they have to give them attention until they're satisfied. Time is spent plodding around the flat, wearing pyjama trousers and fluffy socks and with blankets draped over their bare shoulders.

Meals are cooked with very little skill but a whole lot of try, so at least that's something. Neither go out much; just to the shops when they need something or one night to get fish and chips from the good place across the street. They eat sitting on the countertop or the sofa, watching some shitshow with a laugh track that winds Simon up.

Evenings involve making out during conversation, quietly murmuring and laughing between kisses, chests pressed together so their hearts can talk directly. Ghost realises he's never felt so safe and content on leave before this one night when they're lying in bed, a dim lamp the only light in the room as he runs his fingers through Soap's hair, now slightly curly from growing out whilst not on base. It's quiet, but not in the lonely, terrifying way it usually is when he's alone in the flat, left to his own thoughts for however long between deployments.

Maybe, just maybe, leave will become something that he doesn't dread anymore. And perhaps next time - he thinks, pressing a kiss to his boyfriend's forehead and flicking off the lamp - it might be nice to meet Johnny's family.

#thank you for the request!!! #i feel like in general their first leave together would be a little awkward #ghost wouldnt really know how he's supposed to act with a guest in his flat #but the guest is soap so everything's all good #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghoap #soapghost #ghostsoap #cod fluff #soap x ghost #ghost x soap #autistic simon ghost riley

[midnightsun-if]

Would scar be ok with a mc that makes a semi private account that is restricted to only close friends and family and post about their relationship? Kind of like cataloging like them going to walgreens today and its just a pic of scar looking judgingly at stuff with a ❤️ caption or a pic for valentines day and its just a pic of them holding hands. Kind of like a scrapbook but digital because mc just treaures every moment or would scar prefer not to have those?

I think it’d entirely depend…

Scarlett is a private person— if you haven’t noticed— despite her station in life thrusting her into the spotlight. At the end of the day, the people that meet her haven’t actually met her… They’ve met the carefully constructed mask, the princess, the second eldest of the Voltaire Coven. They’ve never met the woman underneath, which is why she’s been able to compartmentalize it (for the most part).

With the MC posting pictures of her? When she’s feeling relaxed? Open? It’ll be giving people the opportunity to peer behind the curtain, so to speak. And I truly don’t know how comfortable Scarlett would be with that— even when it comes to close family/friends. She wouldn’t wish to dictate what the MC can/can’t do, but since it also includes her she’d definitely have some ground rules for it…

She gets to know what’s about to be posted— especially if someone can see her face within said photo. Getting to veto it. (She would let the MC do the same for her if she had social media… Even the potential PR one, if it showed the MC, then she’d get your approval before sending the go ahead.) Or, at the very least, warn her beforehand that you’re going to be doing an impromptu photo shoot during a hike or something.

If she starts to feel uncomfortable then the MC stops and you both have a conversation about it.

The picture taking doesn’t interfere too much— wherein you’re not suddenly pulling out your phone in the middle of a date— and it never comes out during more intimate moments (don’t mean sex… mainly when Scarlett is truly showing vulnerability that’s reserved only for you).

Honestly, as long as the MC is respectful/courteous then I don’t see Scarlett having too much of an issue with it. Just have a conversation with her about it beforehand.

#midnight sun #asks #ro: scarlett voltaire

[ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa]

First shared in The Saiouma Pit discord server, parts said by other members are in quotations, unassigned bullet points are my messages

Hina: "It could go either way but... if it's Shuichi demonic royalty instead of parent, it's his uncle or Shuichi's parents and uncle being there and he's managing to perfectly play shit off to his parents while his uncle is just not buying it?"

his parents being the rulers of hell but his uncle being the one that cares to visit

Dra: "Shuichi tells Kokichi about what's going to happen, Kokichi agrees to help him find someone to marry (they are stupid) but before they can think of anyone time Runs out Shuichi's uncle appears from his silly little red demonic circle, looks at Shuichi, notices Kokichi and just "your human is rather small" And Shuichi loses it because oh fuck he didn't want to get Kokichi involved in this"

Hina: "The fact they really thought an hour was enough time to find a fiancé is just sad"

Fuwa: "we can extend it to 6 hours." And then I said: "no, an hour is perfect"

also Shuichi knew beforehand and just waited helplessly until it was last bell to do anything so he asked Kokichi for ideas

Fuwa: "they do fucking tinder, try to get a demonic looking match. They use a goddamn fake face app, to like, see who's demonic enough, and they point it towards Kokichi on accident at the very end, and it's like "perfect match". "Wow it's truly satan!!""

Hina: "WHY THE FUCK WON'T ANYONE MATCH WITH ME??? I TRIED A THIRST TRAP. I POSTED A PHOTO WITH A DOG. DO YOU NEED A FUCKING FISH??? IS THAT WHAT WE NEED??? SHOULD BE GO FISHING???"

Dra: "Does Kokichi get pros/cons of suddenly being married to demon royalty?" me: "like, what could the cons even possibly be? but yes he does"

after that dinner he stays up at night, pulls out his trusty white board

Dra: ""What if they don't have wifi in hell"", Fuwa: "Shuichi's family" (also listing cons)

Hina: "Pros: Demon Royalty, Would Protect You, Live in Castle, Rich, Cool Uncle, Husband Kinda Cute Ig Cons: The Signal Sucks, Parents are Meh, A lot of fire, Hot. Everyone Here lowkey wants to kill you"

idk about the killing part, I think Kokichi could gain respect in hell, they'd think he has what Shuichi lacks, he was always deemed too timid and soft for a heir to the throne, now this human he brought on the other hand…

Dra: "Ok but it'd actually be so funny if the other demons started going with Kokichi's lies and introduced him as the most powerful demon ruler that just happens to look like a lil dude (it's totally so he can fool sinners into thinking he's harmless) and Shuichi is just watching this go down like "huh""

I love fake dating AUs so I'll try to add a little more to this.

Neither of them has realized their feelings yet when that fated night happens, but something's been brewing through months of their living together. They're just friends that help each other in situations like needing an emergency fiancé. It's cool.

Until it's serious and they're told to pack, so they can begin preparations for the wedding and coronation in Hell as soon as possible. So things get a little tense, but they can go with the flow. It's just another adventure in the life of a supreme leader. And then the shenanigans begin.

The chambers prepared for them obviously have only one bed. They have to show off their affection to sell it to everyone. Learning new details about each other when they're made to pick out stuff for the wedding together. Some frosting on one's face while trying potential cakes. Waking up face to face after swearing to stay on far off sides of the bed the night before.

Kokichi learning things about Shuichi's childhood, Uncle shows him pictures. Shuichi watching Kokichi as he impresses demons with his act, looking at the faces he makes and being not only impressed too, but falling a little bit in love with the joy it brings Kokichi to have a receptive audience.

The realization of feelings being followed by the assumption it's unrequited and wallowing in it. The mixed feelings when trying on suits, dreading the approaching wedding day while thinking the other doesn't feel the same. Something pushing the tension past the limit and causing the confrontation. I've been thinking of maybe introducing a little magic to Hell's wedding traditions; they would each have to throw an ingredient into a huge jug of a special alcoholic drink that is prepared for weddings some days in advance and those specific ingredients have to be thrown in by the couple because the mixture will turn a pretty color when someone in love does this step.

Those idiots. These two morons. When it turns out alright they jump to the conclusion that the other is in love but with somebody else. [This could also be done with Kokichi hearing Shuichi mumble something about love in his sleep, or overhear him venting to somebody who knows their situation, probably Uncle or a friend, say "I think I'm in love" all tragically and the same misunderstanding happens]

So accusations fly, "If you're in love with someone, then why didn't you go to them with this?"

"I didn't know then. Why did you agree to this if there's someone you-?"

"I didn't know. And I expected this to be over by now. I thought that they wouldn't approve of me, or find out it's a farce and then kick me out."

"You should be with the one you love. I can open a portal for you. I can come clean to everyone, I got you into this mess-"

"No. It's not that simple" Shuichi looks at him questioningly, so he sighs and continues "... I am pretty sure it's unrequited. Doesn't matter anymore. What about you? I promised to help. Whatever that means now."

Whether they resolve it at that point or continue without talking things out [Shuichi claiming that his feelings are unrequited too, so their only option is to stay on track.] is up to you.

#danganronpa #ndrv3 #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #saiouma #oumasai #kokichi oma #made by me #writing prompt #if you use it I'd love to read that!

[nerd-of-karasuno]

Can i please request some dating headcanons for Suna? Thank you 💕

yes! I am sorry this took so long and this is a little shorter than usual since I am not super familiar with Suna <3

Suna has so many videos and pictures of you on his phone.

You're aware that he has some pictures and videos of you since you've seen him record his friends a lot.

The first couple of times he records you, he makes sure that it's very clear that he's doing that to make sure that you're okay with it. He doesn't want to make you uncomfy

Suna has a super hidden folder on his phone where he keeps those photos of you- this folder only exists after you start dating and is only super hidden so a certain Miya twin never finds it.

No one else knows about this folder and Suna would very much like to keep it that way

he would die if anyone found out, especially that certain Miya twin

You constantly get sent videos of the Miya twins arguing by Suna.

Suna is also constantly texting you whether it be memes, videos, pictures, or school related things.

If you have a messy sleep schedule, he tries not to send you anything super late in case you're actually asleep.

I feel like Suna is actually good at keeping his feelings towards you a secret.

He doesn't want to confess unless he is sure he knows how you feel about him.

He really does not want to lose you as a friend.

That's a thought that pains him to think about.

So when Suna asks you out when he's positive that you like him back, he either does it one of two ways.

1) he texts you, saying he likes you and asks you out on a date.

2) he casually asks you out one day while you're hanging out whether it be at school, after volleyball practice or game, or at one of your houses, but he only does this when you're alone.

This boi is probably pretty smooth.

Your first date is pretty simple, but it's very romantic.

Suna makes sure that your first date is something that you really want to do, but he doesn't tell you what you're doing beforehand, so it's a surprise.

After your first couple of dates, Suna begins taking you out on dates randomly and without much planning.

Suna just shows up at your house and tells you to get dressed if you aren't already.

He loves being around you.

Suna likes seeing you at his games. He'll often look up at you in the stands during the game.

He tries to be sneaky about it, so his teammates won't notice, but that doesn't work out every time

Suna facetimes you a lot, even if you two don't live far from each other.

His facetimes are definitely random though and very spontaneous.

He especially likes facetiming you when you're doing your homework cause he thinks you look cute when you're focused.

Suna loves wrapping his arms around you with his head on your shoulder while standing behind you.

He won't admit it for some reason, but he's almost fallen asleep while standing like that because he was so comfortable and relaxed.

Suna enjoys kissing you on your forehead a lot.

He doesn't leave you without kissing your forehead.

Even if he's just going to be gone for a few minutes, Suna still kisses your forehead before he goes.

If you kiss his forehead, it will really surprise Suna and he'll try to hint to you that he wants you to kiss his forehead more.

He never thought he'd like receiving forehead kisses from you that much.

#haikyuu #haikyu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #suna rintaro #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintarou #suna rintarou x reader #suna x reader #suna fluff #suna hcs #suna headcanons #suna rinatro #suna rintaro hcs #suna rintaro headcanons #suna rintaro haikyuu

[thelyingjoke]

what's something new you noticed on your rewatch of v3?

ah this is an interesting one!!! also a little difficult, since my memories on things like this tend to blend together quite quickly, so i’ve had to think a lot about how to answer (which is why this took so long, along with typing it all up, sorry for that!). i probably don’t have everything, but luckily i did take some screenshots while watching! so there’s some bits i definitely know that i noticed!!!

i was really focused on exactly how kokichi’s character develops because i did Know generally beforehand but i didn’t have a full clear progression in my head—and well it’s kokichi so there’s not really ever gonna be 100% full clear progression for him but i think i see it a lot more now!

like how he’s a lot more open to cooperation in chapter 1—he loudly supported going through the tunnel the first times, and was the one to suggest the daily dining hall meetings!

he’s much more open about his intentions in early chapters (there’ll be more examples of this later, but here’s one for ch1! himiko quickly brushes it off as a lie but it really doesn’t feel like one)

and he’s the one that’s the most insistent on monokuma being dead and the killing game being over. he REALLY doesn’t want anyone to get the idea of starting it up. and then there’s the shock when monokuma does show up (he quickly brushes it off with “at least it’s not boring” but you KNOW he’s screaming on the inside)

actually, i’m just noticing this now, he seems to have a strange amount of optimism towards the idea that everything will just work out in ch1—he doesn’t even investigate because he thinks everything will be completely solved through the pictures, and to do so would be pointless, which he later expresses regret for. it’s overshadowed for most people, i think, because of the tunnel scene and his later behavior, but honestly the fact that he even tried it without skepticism in the first place, along with his insistence about monokuma being dead and thinking that rantaro’s case will solve itself… wow he is showing Quite a bit of belief here without reason! hmmmmmm!!

i’d say he probably compensates for that for investigating even outside of cases in ch2, and being more skeptical of things. when everyone tries to ignore the killing game, kokichi brings it up (he’s tried to ignore it before. it didn’t work). kaede’s death also had him believe that cooperation would be punished—she was the one encouraging it, after all, and look at what happened to her—upping his paranoia, and the fact that he still believed there’s a mastermind didn’t help matters! now he has to be careful not only about working with anyone out of fear he’ll be punished in some way, but also about who he works with, destroying any good chances of working safely with the group as a whole!! yippee!!! that’s probably even more frustrating for him considering his talent is literally being a leader of a group

“Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not saying we shouldn’t care about killing or dying… But I think it’d be better if we didn’t cooperate with each other… Actually, we *definitely* shouldn’t cooperate with each other!” […] “Think back to all of Monokuma’s actions so far. Whenever we tried to work together, Monokuma would retaliate with a plan to make us suffer. It happened when Kaede wanted us to cooperate, and again with these motive videos, right? Which means, the more we try to cooperate, the more he’ll try to make us suffer. That’s why I had no choice but to screw with you guys. But you ingrates didn’t even notice.”

THIS BIT GETS ME SO MUCH like Honestly he couldn’t be clearer with his intentions here. he denies an assumption he doesn’t care about death; he states his beliefs; he clearly outlines why he believes this with examples; even directly says Yes he screwed with them for a reason they just didn’t notice and tells them Why! (although he still has to insult everyone of course. he’s an ass who thinks he’s better than everyone else [affectionate]) but it goes ignored, and the reasoning is really interesting. shuichi’s thoughts are:

It’s *because* we’re trying to cooperate that Monokuma is making us suffer…? But what about… everything we went through..? What was the point of Kaede sacrificing herself…?

it’s been like 2 months since i was on ch2 so i don’t remember Exactly but i’m pretty sure nobody brings it up after this. it’s so interesting to me, i don’t have the brainpower to put my thoughts together more eloquently but i’m rotating it in my head. (i remember you bringing it up in the tags of the kaede/kokichi parallels post actually!!! mixed in with that bit about kokichi suggesting a family member of rantaro being the mastermind. i misremembered this the exact same way too until i went back to check i could’ve SWORN shuichi brought up the promise to kaede then but he didn’t💔iirc he actually considers the possibility? which was interesting but then it was never brought up again. Anyway back to the post)

rantaro also says something similar to kaede in ch1:

”You have what it takes to win…” ”What…?” “I was just thinking, what you said back there would have pissed off whoever’s running this. They definitely don’t want us holding hands, workin’ together… …They’re going to come for you, Kaede. With everything they’ve got. I’m a little worried about you. You’re just so…straightforward.”

and kaede just goes “geez that guy could stand to be a little less cryptic!” IT’S A REALLY INTERESTING PARALLEL TO ME and the fact that both him and kokichi describe “winning” the game 2nd survivor kokichi real

oh and also something i’ve been thinking about! i think kokichi had the mastermind plan forming in his head relatively early, but he didn’t actually want to do it at all, and didn’t start going “okay, i have to do this now” until about ch4. it’s more of a plan B, “if nothing else works, at least i have this”. but the issue is that in order for that to work, he has to keep it in mind until he knows whether he has to use it or not, which puts another barrier between him and working together with everyone else. even if other plans would be better if he could gain everyone’s trust, he has to keep the option available, so he can only gain people’s trust indirectly. he’s more actively looking for other ways to do this earlier on though, particularly in ch2. he expresses distaste about how people treat him early on (this bit immediately reminded me of the 4th trial where he’s like “bullying? yeah, what about it? that’s what you do in this game, right? you guys blame and gang up on me, but now you pretend to be good people?” and i was like Woa!!! his frustration in that scene does not come out of nowhere!!!)

it’s also the reason he frames the motive video watch party the way he does. if he says outright he’s trying to prevent more murders, and people don’t watch the videos, a later mastermind plan wouldn’t work! BUT, if he can get everyone to watch them, then his motive video plan works and people would know he doesn’t mean harm because they would see his video, better convincing them than he could do so himself! best case scenario there are no murders and people will see he’s being serious when he says he’s trying to help them. of course, watch party ends up not happening in the end, and also he’s lost quite a bit of trust from his closest ally (which could have also been prevented had he not been so paranoid since gonta DID agree to get everyone to watch the motive videos), so he’s getting closer to that mastermind plan.

another thing in ch2 is kokichi losing much influence in the group. this isn’t just because of the insect meet & greet! from the beginning people are wary around him, but he’s actually able to steer conversations in his favor at times, and if you look closely you can see his leader talent popping up. when he speaks up against kaede, the majority agree with him; the majority agree with him when he insists that the killing game is cancelled; again, when new flashback lights are presented, he expresses concern and everyone agrees not to use them. except kaito. and shuichi, i guess, but he doesn’t even get to answer before kaito cuts him off. people question kaito, he gives a speech to convince everyone to try them, and though it doesn’t work on kokichi, it sure works on everyone else!

they’ve clashed before, but now kaito is the one making things sway his way. this happens in the trial, too. kaito says he believes in maki without any reasoning, kokichi calls him an idiot, and everyone starts to agree. but things end up going in kaito’s favor. almost everyone else thinks he’s an idiot, but then tenko and shuichi switch around to his “side” of wanting to believe in maki despite all seemingly logical reasoning. most people still don’t agree with kaito before maki admits to seeing ryoma, but those two do, and kokichi is so baffled by shuichi believing in this (i feel like this could be worded better but i can’t think of anything right now, hopefully you get the idea though!)

the mastermind plan grows ever closer with ch3 and more being added to the courtyard message. it’s still not something he’d like to do. i’m unsure of the exact timeline, but i believe ch3 is around the time he asks miu for the inventions (possibly even earlier for the bugvac)? he wouldn’t be able to do it with her around, and he wouldn’t want to kill her just to keep to the plan. he’s probably trying to find the best moment to present the stuff to everyone so they can fight monokuma, and waiting for miu to make enough of them so that they can, considering there’s only enough electrohammers for the remaining people by ch5. but the guy’s in a tough situation, because on one hand he wants people to trust him so they can work together but on the other he needs them to distrust him in case plan B becomes necessary. he needs to be careful so that monokuma doesn’t notice him cooperating, because he also wants to keep being his favorite (i love it when he goes “riiiiiiight, monokuma? aren’t i so evil and twisted haha don’t you love me i am so entertaining if i died it would make the viewers mad haha right” he’s trying so hard). he doesn’t know who the actual mastermind is. people are already rightfully distrustful of him. but he still wants them to know his actual intentions, if they’re willing to. it doesn’t seem like it’s too late yet. (he is so wonderfully contradictory and human, i love him. paranoid asshole who wants to be Known but the idea is also terrifying and dangerous and he ends up sabotaging any opportunity for that to happen) so, he presents a piece of information he hopes will make people trust him: maki’s talent.

ok, well, that sounds like a lot of guessing stuff that’s not really in the game. i suppose. but i do have a reason!!! these lines stood out to me as i was watching:

he doesn’t even follow up with “that might be a lie” or anything. he really does want to work together with everyone, it’s just that finding a good opportunity to show it safely is Difficult and people don’t believe him. and he is really set on the idea that trusting people too much is a bad thing. there’s a few reasons why he only chose to reveal her talent now instead of before, when apparently “given his position” he’s known since the beginning: kaito’s blind faith in maki prompting him to show that actually, she Isn’t trustworthy! the believing thing is stupid and false, see? hopefully getting more people on kokichi’s side rather than kaito’s side. he tries again later to get people on his side, accusing kaito of trying to turn everyone against each other by defending maki and dragging her places

everyone mostly ignores him though and moves onto the flashback lights. as this and the next chapter go on he continuously tries to provoke maki, probably to get her to snap and show people she really Is just a killer or something, although she doesn’t budge until later. this was probably me reading too much into it but all of that did really stand out to me

well all the Good Plans fall apart with ch4. they could’ve all worked together using miu’s inventions but then The Case happened kokichi has a chapter-long mental breakdown ough it makes me so sad to think about. i mean after all that there wasn’t much coming back from it, the mastermind plan was likely the best thing he had. the “everyone hates me so the role of villain is perfect for me” always made me sad but especially This time after looking for everything else. dude…negative character development…..so good but also making me cry! me when i have good intentions but my own distrust and paranoia becomes my downfall as i start to have no one to turn to. me when the same person’s death that led the main character to become more open and outgoing towards others led me to become closed off and solitary despite both our earlier attitudes!!

he also succeeds in provoking maki in the end. i don’t have any particular comment for this i just took the screenshot i can’t remember what my thoughts were on it

i don’t have any other screenshots to do with this so that’ll be the end of that i guess!!! not super eloquently worded i’m just kinda throwing ideas out there, i can elaborate on any points that might not have been super well-explained if you want !

oh and for more silly stuff:

i like this maki line, it’s after shuichi says “about the size of a girl”. there’s one later (in ch4, i think) where i don’t remember what the first part was but she says “not to sound like tenko, but you men can really be like that”. these are 2 very throwaway lines but they almost make me think she was supposed to be the new feminist after tenko’s death (just without the weird stereotyping and much less extreme). she should’ve been. especially given kaito’s casual misogyny at times this would’ve been cool! unfortunately we didn’t get that :(

oh and

shuichi is a yo-kai watch fan, kokichi is a pokémon fan. this is a source of conflict between them and it is unknown if they can overcome this

okay i made this WAY longer than i should’ve. i’m sure there may have been more things but they’re slipping my mind. hopefully this is sufficient!

#long post (VERY long) #ndrv3 #danganronpa #asks #vespertin-y #kokichi ouma #and um. other relevant characters #i’m not sure if they’re mentioned enough for me to tag them </3 #analysis #bow rambles

[kimbap-r0ll]

May I have a scenario for the mooncake trio where Chrollo ordered them to protect reader, a normal civillian, because apparently she's important and they need her alive for the mission to go well. Thanks

Ooh I like this idea, very interesting! I also love the name "Mooncake Trio" for some reason haha, anyways hope you like this!

Mooncake Trio (Phinks, Feitan, Shalnark) react to protecting Chrollo's civilian!s/o

The mission is to get into a concert and take down the main few guests that will be attending. However, the guests are mafia and they have you in their mind to kill, mainly because for some reason you being the child of the owner of the concert hall is enough justification. You're father wasn't paying the mafia anything even if they controlled this part of the city, and that was probably why he got on their bad side

Chrollo, however, had similar interests with your father. He didn't like the mafia, nor did your dad. So, he decided it was to everyone's best interest to keep you safe while he took care of the pesky mafia that threatened not only the father's life but also yours

Chrollo though new that it would take more than just one person for the job, and what better group of people to rely on for the mission than the trio of Fei, Shal, and Phinks. Well, of course Pakunoda would've been better since she wasn't so impulsive like some of them, but she was busy on a different mission with Shizuku and Kortopi, so it had to be done.

Not to mention, Chrollo always traveled with at least two other troupe members, and he didn't want to bring Hisoka on anything related to you haha. So he went with this!

You didn't know about the trio, other than that they were Chrollo's friends and they stopped by to see you as Chrollo went with your father to the concert. Totally not concerning at all. The way the four guys just stood at your door was a bit weird, but maybe that's how they do it in Meteor City?

Phinks

He doesn't mind, besides he was ordered by the boss to do this so he just follows through

But he can't help notice how...normal you are. Like you don't use nen for anything, and it doesn't seem like you know how to use it either.

He feels like you might break like a twig if he isn't careful around you. He is a bit on the rougher side so he's almost too gentle with you because he's scared he might hurt you and get reprimanded by Chrollo.

He does find you to be nice, and while you wait for your father to return from the concert, you decide to take the trio around the city. It's calming, a different pace of life compared to the one he's familiar with in Meteor City

Feitan

He hates that he can't be in the massacre. But oh well, the boss's orders are orders

He scowls at you for the entire time, but doesn't bother you. You're scared of him, he can tell, but he as tempted as he is to tease you about it, he just sits around in silence

When you take everyone for a trip around the city, he does find it a bit enjoyable. He'll never admit it, but he did find it calming. It's fun to just do something mundane from time to time

When the trio meets up with Chrollo again after the mission and dropping you off at your place, he'll say that it was boring and that he would've wanted to join Chrollo for the massacre. However, he's lying since it wasn't that bad in his opinion (he's just to emotionally constipated to accept it)

Shalnark

Probably the only one you really get to talk to since the others are just awkward with you

He's done research on you beforehand when Chrollo first introduced you to them (you weren't there to meet the trio, he just showed them a picture of you and described you as "my partner and you need to protect them"). It was a bit scary to learn how much he knew about you haha.

He's really bright, and probably makes you less worried about your father. You know that his life is in danger because of the mafia, but Shalnark assures you that it's all okay.

When they meet up with Chrollo again, Shalnark is the one to say that you're really a bit of the opposite to Chrollo because of how positive you are. Of course, he's also the one to expose Feitan in saying that he liked the more normal missions too

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh headcanons #hxh scenarios #hxh x reader #hxh phantom troupe #hxh mooncake trio #hxh shalnark #shalnark #shalnark ryusei #shalnark headcanons #feitan #feitan portor #feitan headcanons #phinks #phinks magcub #phinks headcanons #chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x reader #fem!reader

[theanonymousfoxsimp]

Yandere karl heisenberg x (f) reader

Warnings:reader is secretly into this,smut,blood,violence,possessiveness,karl being an idiot,karl and reader being eachothers stalker,pred/prey,oral,fingering,biting,knotting, karl is a lycan,overstimulation, position 69, size difference

Summary: reader is from a different village who's a painter and got a little bit too curious about the lord of metal. They also are eachothers stalker

He didn't expect something as pretty as you walking into his domain,less than expecting you to be eaten by lycans much beforehand but there was something that kept you alive. He never expected someone hes watched,let alone had urges for,would be so close to his domain. With Art supplies in hand,you made your way up to the factory and went to knock on the doors, the doors screeched open before you even touched them. A gloved hand grabbed your shirt and yanked you inside,effectively pinning you to the wall with a rather angry but handsome looking man staring down at you. He made no attempt to speak,only eyeing you then hoisted you over his shoulder.

He noticed how you didnt speak,only feeling your head perking up then moving around to glance at the walls. He assumed you were catching glimpses and searching for ways out. However,that was the opposite as he assumed as you stared in awe at the factory,staring at the intricate machinery and conveyor belts that carried weapons so terrfying you assumed he got inspiration from some book.

"Welcome to my home!" His voice boomed,he dropped you to your feet and you looked around at the workshop.

The workshop was dirty at best,very unkempt and rather unsafe. There on a wall was pictures of him and four other beings with slashes and puncture marks in the pictures. He noticed your stares and picked up his picture,smiling as your eyes lit up at the realization who he was. Your village warned you of the lords,having a few runins with lord moreu on less than pleasing circumstances. He saw you hold the picture up to compaire him to the picture,huffing and swatting it away as he took a step closer.

"You do realize you waltzed into the most dangerous lords domain and are still alive? You should be proud...of either your stupidity or luck,but you aren't leaving anytime soon" he said in a matter-of-fact tone.

You just shrugged and set up your art supplies,more interested in painting the lord himself without exactly caring about the outcome. You already were informed you might not come out alive...oh what you would do for some artistic material in the dull Romanian mountains. He looked shocked then spoke,repeating what he said before you just simply nodded. He expression was between a mixture of pure disbelief and pure shock,something you laughed at as he stared at you.

"You do realize I wouldn't have done this if I already contempt with dying" he groaned,spinning around on his heel as he couldn't believe your lack of fear and shock. He didn't expect less from you however,in his hours of watching your particular village and sending off lycans to pick off your friends. He even sent letters boasting about it but your expression always turned into one of interest when reading them. A mysterious stalker,something so common in your village because of the lack of control there,men and women allowed to whatever they wanted.

"Look-" you started.

"No! No no no this is not how this is supposed to go,you're supposed to be angry-be shocked! Hit me for fucks sake! But you're not,why aren't you angry? I practically kidnapped you and you act like you're-not even giving a shit!" He felt genuinely frustrated with your relaxed expression.

You stood up from where you were setting up your supplies,taking care free steps towards him as he stood there with a shocked expression. Your hands went up to cup his face,your laughter shocking him out of his trance. He braced for your hand as if you were going to hit him,a look of pure joy washing over your face.

"M'lord,I'm contempt with dying,if theres a reason moreu didn't kill me-then so be it but if I die,I die" he seemed surprised but leaned into your warmth,taking advantage of the connection as he placed a hand over yours. He didn't realize you knew something he didn't, you knew he watched you and you in turn,watched him back. Sending letters of appreciation to him,paintings that would've been shredded if lycans got to them. He always got the letters,always throwing them away when he read them but he kept the paintings,eager to have some form of appreciation for his lordship duties. He didn't know that you were the one who sent them,not caring to read the signature on them as they blatantly said your name.

"Now-you see m'lord, I know you watch me-" you started,his hands coming up to cup yours as he listened intently.

"So I thought-why not go to you? It's not like I have anything better to do,y'know with my whole village murdered and lycans roaming it. I couldn't care less about them,but why choose me? You could've had your pick at some prettier women or handsome men. You chose me-of all people!" Your tone showed pure joy as you spoke,your expression going from contempt to happiness as you neared him.

"Well well-this is a...certain turn of events,but you aren't leaving my domain even if you wanted to..but you seem to not want to" he spoke,taking one step forward until he was pressed against your body,hands snaking to your hips to grip them and rub the skin there.

"You know I hoped to chase you through the factory,all villagers I bring here give me a good chase but you chose differently" he said softly,his head leaning down to press against yours as his hands kept you pressed against his body.

"Well...I do like a good chase" you said softly,his eyes darting to yours for uncertainties," you do love to detail in your letters about thrilling chases to catch me" your voice hinted eagerness,deliberately leaving out a key part.

"And...what do I get if I catch you?" He smirked,already knowing what you would say.

"You do say you want to show me pleasure I've never experienced,how about you hold up to that promise,hm?" Your eyes closed slowly as he buffered, not knowing what to say as you stayed in his embrace before he stepped back,releasing you from his grip.

"Run." Was all he said before you took off into his factory,arousal tenting his pants as his mind swirled and flooded with thoughts of what he'll do once he gets you. Your eager expression flashing in his mind as he pictured all the different things he could and would do once he caught you.

The factory was much more massive than you previously expected,the outside being rather large but the inside was a marvel to behold. Eyes darting at the bodies being hoisted off on conveyor belts as you watched for anything to appear. Eventually running down a hall and into a massive steel door with his crest on it,he kept his eyes away from the cameras as you hid in the dark room. Taking note of where you went but not exactly knowing which door you went into as you hid in the massive dusty bedroom. You couldn't exactly see well inside of the bedroom but you slid underneath the bed and adjusted the covers to hide that you were even there.

He gave you an ample amount of time before he darted into his own factory,too eager to find you as you hid and waited for his arrival. He knew your scent,picking up on the sweet smell as he wandered through the halls close to his bedroom. He passed door after door,opening up room after room and tore soldats to shreds when they got in his way after thinking he found you. He was becoming frustrated,more and more by the minute after failing to find you. He stood there for a minute,trying to weed out your scent between the smell of blood and death then latched onto it as soon as he found it. He followed it,ignoring the ache in his pants as he came across his half opened door-he was sure he had closed it,had a lycan gone in without him knowing? No,your scent brought him to his room before it sharply cut off at his own overwhelminf scent.

"Well I didn't expect this" he sighed,flicking on the light as he roamed around his room,opening and closing cabinet doors as he tried to find where you hid. He opened his wardrobe, riffling through it as he pulled out messy and dirty clothing. He huffed when he couldn't find you there,eventually wandering over to the bed to sit down on it as he thought for a second on where you could be.

"Oh..oh!" He perked up before dropping to his knees infront of the bed,leaning down to the floor as he peered underneath it and saw your eyes staring right back at him. He attempted to slide underneath the bed with no luck,eventually reaching a hand underneath to try and grab you. No luck there as he yanked out his hand and moved to a different side,almost grabbing you before you darted out from beneath the bed and bolted out of the room. He cursed but smiled,hearing your heavenly laughter as he bolted after you,his heavy boots thumping on the factory floor as he followed you into a lit breakroom,seeing your head dart back and fourth before he slammed open the door. Your body jolted in shock as he took long strides towards you,effectively pinning you to the wall as he slammed his hands against the wall,pinning you there as he stared down at you.

"Caught you"

He was quick to act,hoisting you over his shoulder and kept his hand there as he quickly ran back to his room. He wanted to make you confortable before he ruined you completly,he wanted to take his time and make you fully submit to him. His pants betrayed his arousal as he carried you to his bedroom then tossed you onto the surprisingly soft bed,his powers closing and locking the door behind him as he pinned you to the bed.

"Now...I am a man of my word" he grinned,your scent betraying your own arousal as his gloved hand went to cup your clothed groin. His gloved hand pulling back so he could yank his own gloves off,using your belt to tear off your pants as his took in the sight beneath him. Your eyes half lidded,hand covering your mouth as your legs were eagerly splayed open for him,your gaze held a hint of uncertainty as he found out how eager you were.

"Oh darling" his hand slowly slid down,his movements gentle as he used his thumb to rub your clit in gentle circles. His fingers dipping down to gather up your slick before bringing his hand back up to lick it off,savoring your addicting taste. Your quiet moans reached his ears when he applied more pressure,quickly circling your clit as he watched your blissed expression.

"Fuck-" your hips raised as he continued his ministrations,mouth agape as soft gasps and moans escaped. He savored your noises,drinking them up like they were some magic liquor he couldn't get enough of. He knew you were close,barley touching you as you were thrown over the edge and begged him to not stop,clearly pent up with how long it took you to come down from your high. He waited no time after,hoisting you over and onto the bed as he manuvered himself to lay back against the pillows,his hands yanking your hips back to rest near his face.

"Now be a good girl and let me feast" his head lowered as his hands gripped your thighs and opened them to expose you to him,his tounge darted out to lick a stripe up from your clit to your hole in slow movements,he took his time as he enjoyed your addicting taste. He lapped up any slick,growling when you tried to pull your hips away and yanked them back,practically forcing you to use his body as a cushion.

You turned to look away,emberassed as he enjoyed what he was doing,leaving him be as you focused on giving him pleasure. You looked down,notcing the tent in his pants that looked painfully tempting. You took a second to catch your breath,pleasure bolting up through your spine and made your hips shake as he enjoyed his meal. He felt you fiddle with his belt,trying to take it off with shaky hands. He chuckled then used his power to undo his belt and zipped,making it easier for you to gain access.

"Having fun?" Your shaky voice made a predatory look appear in his eyes,his nails digging into your skin and drawin blood when his tounge slipped into your hole,the muscle abnormally long and felt so sinfully good. This was more than enough to tempt you back to your previous quest,now palming at the tent in his briefs. He groaned when you did that,his legs widening to allow more access.

"Don't leave me waiting sweetheart" he hummed then went back to what he was doing before.

Your hands carefully pulled down his briefs, his size making an invulentary gasp escape your mouth as you marvled at his size. He was big,much bigger than you expected but this made you even more excited,your hand moving up to gently grip his length,finding it easy to use one hand to stroke him while your tounge darted out to lick the pre off of the tip. His hips bucked up,almost forcing himself into your mouth as he heaved out a heavy sigh. You could tell he was getting antsy by the way he gripped you,you could feel his eyes boring into the back of your head as he watched your movements.

You turned your head to look back at him then gave him a small nervous smile before turning back to the task infront of you. Pre leaking from the tip before you turned and ran your tounge over the tip of his senstive length,he puffed out a hot breath of air as you took him into your hand and gently stroked him,your thumb rubbing the tip and teasing it in quick fast circles. You felt his pace quicken,feeling short puffs of hot air hitting your backside as he began to eat you out like a starved man,almost forcing you to completly sit on his face as he ate you out.

The girth of his length looked a bit too big to fit into your mouth, now testing out this theory by slowly lowering your mouth onto him then took him into your throat. It felt like a harsh feat since he took up most of your mouth,salty pre hitting the back of your throat as you took him down to the hilt. He let out a sinfully load moan,hips arching up and forcing you to keep him at the base in your throat,spit running down your chin as you pulled back slightly then bobbed your head back down onto his length, hollowing your cheeks out and sucking like your life depended on it. Your mouth felt heavenly compared to anything he's felt,an addicting feeling that had him patient and still as you experimented and found out different ways to stimulate him.

"Your mouth feels so good little minx-" he huffed out,his half lidded gaze watching as you bobbed your head at a relatively quick pace,jolts of pleasure shooting up his spine when you ran your tounge over the bottom of his length then swiped it over the tip when you popped off of it. Your throat burned from the stretch,something unpleasant but he could tell as a hand reached over and pushed your head back to his length.

He went back to focussing on your pleasure,now grinning as he forced out lewd and adorable noises from your body. His grip on your thighs tightened as he neared his end,him having the urge to buck into your mouth and use it like a toy until he came and had you swallow every single drop.

"Fuck-" your voice betrayed your lust,hands gripping his thighs as you burried him into your throat and hollowed your cheeks out,drawing curses from him as he hurried his movements. He felt like he was in pure heaven,the pleasure making his thighs shake and twitch before he thrusted up into your mouth and hilted himself deep within your throat. His tounge not ceasing its minstrations as he came in your throat,your head nestled down at the base as you sucked him dry. Your thighs gripped his head and tightened around it as you also came,moans reverbating through his length and helped him grow to hardness. The pleasure felt like nothing you've had before,your legs quaking and your body shook when your eyes saw white. It took awhile to come down from your high,hearing the curses from karl as you continued to gentle suckle him,overstimulation welcomed as he lapped up your mess.

"Alright-come on I have more planned" he huffed,pulling your head off of his length and turned you around so he could bring you into a rough kiss. He bit your lip in a teasing manner,now smiling as you climbed into his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. His length rubbed against your clit in slow languid strokes as he rolled your hips againet him,eyes closed and furrowed in consentration when he lifted your hips and slipped a finger into your tight hole,your velvety walls clamping down around him as he quickly found the senstive spot within you and curled his finger to stroke it. Your mouth clamped down onto his shoulder when he added a second,then a third, stretching you open as he enjoyed your blisted out noises. Your whines were cute ,begging him to not stop as he stroked your walls and used his thumb to rub your clit in rough fast circles. Your mind began to fog from the pleasure and sinful thoughts that ran from your mind,your body becoming heavier and heavier as your need rose,now allowing karl to have full control of the sitation.

"Feels good doesn't it?" He asked,softly laughing when you could only moan in responce.

"Alright..I think your ready" he pulled his fingers out,adoring how wet abd ready you were as he brought up his fingers to lick your slick off of them. He flipped both of you over,pressing your back into the mattress as he towered over your small body,the tip of his cock pressing at your slick hole. He took his time pushing in,his hands hooking underneath your knees as he pushed them forward to bend your body as he slowly pushed in. He let out a guttural sound as your walls fluttered around him like,a smile making its way up as he slipped down to the hilt and stayed there to let you adjust.

Your toys weren't nearly as big as him but they helped you adjust quickly,mouth agape as your soft pants reached his ears. He watched your face for any uncertainty before pulling out halfway then thrusted back to the hilt. Your gentle moans reached his ears as the tip pressed against your cervix,the sheer size of him making your stomach slightly bulge. His eyes following your gaze then found out your current thought,so he brought his hand down from your knee and pressed down on the bulge,earning both a groan from him at the pressure and a moan from you as pleasure jolted up your thighs and made them shake.

He took a second to gain his bearings,pulling put till only the tip was in before harshly burrying himself down to the hilt. He quickly found a harsh pace,your hands covering your mouth from embarrassment as moans and other noises escaped you. Your hands went to cover your face as your eyes closed,your head leaning back onto the mattress as you fully succumbed to the pleasure.

"Oh no no" his hand grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head,his head leaning down to your ear to whisper a punishment if you don't watch him. His pace becoming rougher and rougher as a rather large bulge began to form at the base of his cock. It popping in and iut of you,threatening to lock you both together.

"Feel that?" He grunted out,noticing your confused blissed out look," that's my knot,its going to keep us together and keep you full till I knot you again...and again..and again until you're addicted" a promise he would be sure to keep.

Your face lit up from embarrassment as he forced out a particularly loud moan as he bit down onto your neck,licking and sucking until a reddish purple mark formed. His mind lit up at the realization you liked being bitten,so he began to bite and mark your neck until it was covered with his claim,blood forming from the particularly rough ones. Your expression betrayed your lust as you both connected gazes,his eyes glowing a pretty shade of emerald green.

His knot caught and locked you both before he could realize it,his need overshadowing his sense of self as he continued to fuck you onto his knot,filling you so much more than he normally would. His hand gripped and dug into the mattress below,the first spurt of hot cum filling your hole as his knot kept it from flowing out. His hand reached up,a small silver bullet zipping over before pressing against your clit and began to vibrate at such an intensity it made you cry out from shock. It began to rip moan after moan,plea after plea as he didn't stop it until you came,clamping down around him as he came and filled you full.

"Fuck-" he choked out,his hands wrapping around your waist as he began to do small aborted thrusts,enjoying how the overstimulation made you clamp down onto him like a vice,he felt the intense vibrations and kept going until he came again,his thighs tensing as you came a second time. This time it felt more intense,his abdomen wet from your slick as your orgasm was more intense and the pleasure ebbed through your body. Your walls milked him of every drop of his cum,and he was happy to give it,another form of marking you as you reeked of the lords scent. This would deter any too curious lycans as long as you were wanting ti stay.

"Fuck-bare with me" he huffed out then gently picked you up,keeping you against his chest as he turned onto his side with you and kept your hips against his,the bullet long gone before he even done this.

"Feels good" your voice muttered out,seemingly drunk from the pleasure as you let him adjust your body into a more comfortable position.

"Glad it does" he smiled,his chest rumbling with a deep purr as he knocked his head down and rubbed his cheek against your neck. Rubbing you like a cat would to scent mark its favorite toy,and in a way,he was.

Sleep quickly overtook your body,exhaust hitting him like a bag of bricks as he contemplated carrying you with him and keept you knotted until he deemed he was ready to sleep. He huffed when you fluttered around him at the slightest movement,he would definitely wake you up in such a sweet way for helping him.

You were his now,and he won't ever let you leave now.

#karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg #heisenberg x reader #lord heisenberg #daddy heisenberg #lycan!heisenberg x reader #lycan heisenberg #yandere karl heisenberg #yandere karl heisenberg x reader #oh god this is a long one

[mysteriousmissfsart]

Twisted Wonderland Rambles #9

It’s Malleus’s birthday!!!!!!🥳🎉🎊

It was my birthday a couple of days ago as well (January 13th)!

I saved 5 10keys to pull for him but now I have only one 😭🥹

MALLEUS DRACONIA WHYYYYYYYY????😭😭😭😭

I just love him sm!

I did get him finally on my fourth pull and he was the last to appear, I got a heart attack bruh-

On another note, I can basically make a whole crew of Malleus because I have so many of his cards😂

You can probably see who my fav character is-

Yeah, anyway let’s see the card and the groovy now!

(I kind of went on a rant at the end about Maleficent so you don’t have to read that if you don’t want to. Kind of a rant as well as an analysis but read at your own risk, I wrote a lot)

Lets begin with the initial card design!

The artwork is impeccable on this one! I think this is the best looking card he’s had for his birthday. It just screams class and he screams prince. I also like that Maleficent is in the background.

Now onto the groovy!

This groovy is everything. I just love how Malleus is looking at that picture with a sinister expression. This is also my favorite groovy from his bday cards. There is just something about this card that makes it so appealing. I don’t really know what it is though-

Onto something I noticed!

This is the dialogue when you groovy the card.

It says “Be careful of disrespectful behavior. If you don’t want to receive unwanted blessings”

THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO EXPLAIN TO EVERYONE ABOUT MALEFICENT!!!!

Every person I’ve met has been saying something like Maleficent is just plain evil and has no reason for everything she did.

Look, allow me to rant about this for a bit.

First of all, let me ask you a question.

What if you were left out from/not invited to the celebration of a big milestone your family member or closest friend achieved? How would you feel? Would you swallow down your pride and pretend that no offense was taken? Would you pretend to be okay with being left out?

I guess you might feel either strongly hurt or just feel a bit hurt. Personally, I would reevaluate my relationship and everything I’ve done for that person after discussing the situation with them. I can for sure say that offense will be taken.

Now put your self in Maleficent’s shoes, you are a person with authority (she must be some kind of noble/somebody with a monarchs authority) and you should be invited to any big holiday or celebration within the kingdom. You hear about the king having a daughter and that EVERYONE is at the castle celebrating her birth, even the common people. You would probably guess that they maybe forgot to invite you because why would EVERYONE except you be invited to such an important celebration? You arrive there obviously the last person to enter and then three fairies are also there so you should be invited, why weren’t you? They must have lost the invitation of course, right? You politely ask with a hint of your sadness/anger showing and all you are met with is silence from the king. You begin to understand but the icing on the cake (ironic) and the last straw is when Merryweather opens her mouth and humiliates you in front of everyone: “You weren’t wanted!”. You’re shocked. Why me? What have I done to be humiliated to this point and why not tell me in private? “Not want…? Ah. Oh dear, what an awkward situation. I had hoped it was due to some oversight. I had best be on my way.” Then the queen asks, “and you are not offended your excellency?”

Now let me comment on that last statement. How do you expect her to answer that Sherlock? Yeah, I’m offended because you excluded me from an important celebration and invited three fairies from my nation but not me? Are you not afraid that this might cause trouble between our nations? Do you not think that it would be appropriate to tell me that “sorry but we would like you to not attend” beforehand? It would leave for less awkwardness and less hurt and humiliation if you had done so! You disrespected me on a very personal level by doing this. How wouldn’t I be offended?

Maleficent is a figure of authority to her people, and her honor is her people’s honor, disrespect her and you have by extension disrespected her people and vice versa. I do not in any way support her actions of cursing Aurora but, we should consider that she has powers and she was rightfully angry about the situation. How would she let her fury take form? Her powers. What can her powers do? Well a lot but, what would be “appropriate” in the situation? A blessing. Then turn it into a curse. A classic don’t let them know your next move.

I personally wouldn’t do what she did but I would be so hurt and furious to the point where I wouldn’t be able to forgive them ever. I remember everyone that has ever hurt me and everything they did forever, but I am a forgiving person. I forgive everyone but hurt me several times and I will never forgive you again. I will personally slam the door to my life shut so you and I can never meet again. It seems that she has let a lot of things slide which in turn led her to bottle up her emotions which eventually erupted and led her to doing all of this.

So to wrap this up, Malleus’s groovy dialogue is quite true. If they hadn’t disrespected Maleficent then she wouldn’t have given Aurora that “blessing”. She did begin her blessing by saying that Aurora would be loved by everyone and that she would be beautiful before going on to the more sinister part of it. If they had respected her and invited her like they did with everyone else, maybe the blessing would have ended on that note, Aurora would be beautiful and loved by everyone. That whole story was a big case of “I messed up” and “mess around and find out” merged into one.

I apologize for the long rant here at the end but I’ve been waiting my whole life for this statement and it came from none other than Malleus. This makes me relieved for some reason, I guess I felt strongly about this topic of Maleficent’s reason behind her actions. I always felt like she was wronged and that was her way of letting it be known, not condoning her behavior at all! I just felt that she could have been great, if they just had respected her feelings. I also dislike how king Stephan or Stefan or however you spell that, called her “that creature” when ordering his knights to seize her. I understand that he was angry but I don’t understand why he had to use the word “creature” instead of just saying “seize her”. It’s also one thing that could have driven her over the edge, the fact that she is seen as some creature instead of a being worthy of respect.

Yeah, let me stop there before I rant more! Thank you for reading this far if you did!

Do let me know if you want me to write a full analysis on the movie and Maleficent and her similarities with Malleus!

Thank you!

#twisted wonderland #diasomnia #game #malleus draconia #groovy #twst #twst cards #sleeping beauty #not me being a fan of maleficent and malleus #maleficent #character analysis #not me ranting at all

[emmadoodlewrites]

giving you permission to talk about therapy tickles more 🙌🏼 what do you think each of dtqk’s reactions would be to it? at what stage do you think they’d start regretting their decision? who would be most teasy?

a situation that i can imagine happening is that gogs would be teasing everyone the whole time, but using the “im filming i can’t!!” whenever they try to convince him to have a turn. except that at one point the massager starts joining in in the argument. and now the situation is one that george can’t say no to because they’re such a lovely person who’s been so kind to them? how could he say no it’s just rude? (drawn from uber story)

and so after throwing teases around all day, george is finally lying down on the massage table, subject to a taste of his own medicine from the 4 other boys in the room

godddddddd literally this is so perfect that’s exactly how I’d picture george’s turn going. and oh my gosh thank you for letting me rant about this more i definitely have more to say akljfhklasfj So here we go the events of a tickle therapy with dtkq!! (this ended up over 1k words wtf...)

First of all, 100% I think they’d make Dream go first. They’d make the excuse that since he’s got the most subscribers he gets the honor of being first. The massage therapist was told beforehand and is totally okay with being filmed and also plays along and tries to coax Dream into going for it akdljfh. You get the choice when laying down whether you want to lie on your front or back and Dream decides on being on his back to prove he isn’t nervous. And we already saw from my post earlier how his turn went. I really really liked your input llama about him constantly trying desperately to turn away from the camera. At some point he gives up and covers his face with his hands which the massager allows since Dream isn’t covering as many spots like this. The therapist focuses mostly on his sides and stomach for the majority of the session, since he seems to be most ticklish there. They switch between poking to scribbling the fingers, and every time the technique changes he jumps. His reactions mostly stem from rocking side to side, to arching his back to try and get away from the feeling. For the sake of time each person only gets about a ten minute turn, which is way too long in Dream’s opinion. But he makes it! 

I imagine since it’s literally their job, these specific massage therapists are extremely good at zeroing in on bad spots. Even on people who aren’t even super ticklish in many places. Because they’re professionals!! And since this is being filmed, and they’re in a pretty fun and relaxed atmosphere, anytime the find a spot, like maybe a specific rib or a place hidden place somewhere else, they’ll verbalize it like, “ooh this is a good spot” or “hey guys watch this” and then all of the sudden the one on the table bursts into cackles before they know what the hell just happened

The first time this ended up happening was with Quackity who was trying his damn hardest to keep still and calm for the massager. And it was working pretty well the first three minutes in! He had decided lie on his stomach more like how a regular massage would go, and he mostly had his head rested on his arms, pretty much just giggling freely and occasionally cussing out his friends anytime one of them through a tease at him. The area the massager found was on the back of only one of his lower ribs, which they noticed since he seemed to be involuntarily flinching a bit more anytime they went there, and quackity likely didn’t even notice he was doing it. “Uh oh, what is that? I think I’ve found something,” the therapist says very deadpan, trying to mess with Q as if something is wrong. “Whahat? What, is everything ok?” “I’m not sure, tell me if you feel this.” And with that they expertly use one finger to drill into the rib, and all of the sudden Quackity is not so calm anymore. He lifts his head away from his arms and arches his back completely, and he’s lifted himself slightly off the table with his elbows, completely in stitches from his laughter. 

After Quackity is done with his turn, he basically forces Karl to go next. Karl was the one who did the majority of the teasing for Q’s turn, and many of the rest of the group agreed in making him go next. He argues as much as he can but he is very much outvoted. He reluctantly lies down on his back and the therapist promises it’ll be okay and they will always stop when they're told to. Once they start, it is obvious to the therapist, the viewers, and pretty much everyone in the room that Karl is the most ticklish person in the group. The second their hands latch onto his sides he is just drowning in frantic laughter. The camera is panning back and forth from Karl to the massager’s reaction, who is also doubled over laughing from the contagious giggles and over the top squirming. There’s not even much teasing anymore for this turn, since everyone is just losing it at how funny everything is. 

Karl’s turn goes by pretty quick, and up next is Sapnap. He has watched a majority of the group go by now, and is super confident that he’s gonna be just fine! He even says so as he lies down on his back. The massager raises an eyebrow, “Is that so? Is that a challenge?” They’ve caught onto the group's sense of humor and have really warmed up to their way of messing around. (I imagine the fandom falls in love with this person after the vlog releases since they were so fun and friendly akldjfhlk) Sapnap kinda clams up like “no no it’s- It’s not a challenge I was just saying haha-” the group is absolutely teasing at this point. “Alright then, I’m gonna start now, are you ready?” “Yes” Sap even puts his arms above his head to prove his point, something no one else has done up to now. “You sure?” “I said yehAHAHA-” He doesn’t even get to finish his sentence as the therapist takes him by surprise. Sap also has a couple specific spots the massager ends up finding. One on his hips and another towards his sternum. After both spots are targeted at the same time, he yells stop, and after all his touch talk he’s the only one that didn’t make it the whole time haha! The therapist admits to him though that they did go a bit harder on him though since he had made such a big deal out of being able to handle it, hence why to bad spots were hit all at once pfft

Finally, as you said llama, George is peer pressured into having his turn. Before he lays down on his stomach, he mentions to the massage therapist that he’s really not that ticklish. Whether or not that’s a lie or not, we have no idea! But, the therapist replies that won’t be a problem at all ^_^. Just as George had said, once they begin, the most reaction he shows is a forced smile tugging at his lips that he’s trying to hide from the camera out of embarrassment, and just a little bit of squirming. The group is now messing around calling him ‘strong gogy’ and trying to coax him into laughing. After a bit of trying many different places, the massager finally finds a spot a little bit underneath his shoulder blades that makes him suddenly choke out a surprised laugh. “Ahhh there we goooo” They zero in on that spot and just like how George laughs when it comes to something funny, the longer they stay in a spot the louder and more frantic his laughter becomes until he’s cackling and asking them to move somewhere else. The therapist goes on to find a couple more places just like this, one on his thigh, and another right between his underarms and top ribs. By the time his turn is over he breathless and red in the face. 

They all thank the massage therapist greatly for allowing them to film and for being so kind to them since they were likely not very similar to many other customers they'd ever had. The therapist says they also had a blast, and the friend group went on their way to film some other places that day for the rest of the meetup vlog. 

#hooooooooly moly this is long #you can tell i am very passionate about this concept and have been thinking about it for a long time hahahaha #should i put this in the m-c-y-t-t tag?? #hmmmmmmmmm #yeahhhh might as well #i am ashamed of my brainrot and terrified to post this and for everyone to see my cringe #but when has that ever happened to me before akjdshf #mcyt tickle #lee!dream #lee!quackity #lee!karl #lee!sapnap #lee!george #emmadoodle concepts

[jimblejamblewritings]

what we were, what we are | part 6.

Summary: The worst thing that ever happened to Y/N Lupin was getting sent to Azkaban for a crime she didn’t commit. The second worst thing was when she got out on parole and not because her name was cleared. Trying to get her life back proves difficult when everyone has moved on into the present while she only has memories of the past.

Warnings for the Series: angst, smut

Pairing: james potter x black!reader, james potter x lupin!reader, sirius black x black!reader, sirius black x lupin!reader

Word Count: 3.0k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

James’ weekend had been an interesting one. It started on Friday after Sirius left and he got the brilliant idea to see you beforehand, knowing his friend would take a while to find the perfect poppies for your date. He was already at your door when he realized that it might not have been a good idea. But it was too late. James sat down with you in the kitchen at Hogwarts, trying to come to terms with what you and he were. He went back home with no answers. No conclusive ones.

His eyes widened for a split second when it wasn’t just Lily waiting at their kitchen island but also Harry. Normally, Harry liked to say when he was coming home on the weekend. He usually brought his friends too. James was used to that. But his wife and son looked like they had been conspiring as he entered the kitchen. Lily poured him a cup of tea and Harry slid over the rest of his dessert that he hadn’t finished eating because he knew his dad would finish it for him.

“Harry.” Lily summoned her coin purse to find some muggle money. “Go to the movies with your friends.”

“I can’t stay?”

“You’re going to make your friends hang out in your room all night? Besides, adults are talking.”

“But we just talked about it… Alright, alright, we’ll leave.” He jumped down from his stool. “Bye, Mum, bye, Dad. We’ll be back before midnight.”

“Ten!” James and Lily called at the same time.

Harry sighed but agreed as he, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville practically ran out the house and towards the end of the street so they could take the muggle bus for fun. Lily turned back to looking at James without bothering to check if Harry was coming back because he forgot something. He was right, they had talked about it before James showed up because she didn’t feel it would be right to make any decisions and just leave the kid in the dark. However, she figured that she and James would get into some adult topics as they talked and that was absolutely unnecessary for their son to hear. She set her cup of tea down.  

“You know, thirteen years, and you can actually still reverse the vanishing spell. I’m sure that a good bit of her stuff is gone but a lot of it in the little closet came back actually.”

“You tried to find Y/N’s things?” James asked, thoroughly confused.

“She has so many photo albums of all of us. So many pictures that I don’t ever remember seeing, a lot of candids actually. The way you looked at her it’s like something out of a movie, Jamie.”

He involuntarily cringed and tensed up. James was worried this conversation was turning on him. He had never meant to hurt anyone while figuring his own feelings out. Had he been too obvious about it?

“Lils, I’m so—”

“You still remember her favorite flower, the reason she even likes them. If I were to ask you her favorite type of weather and why, I bet you could tell me.”

“Lily, I love you. I swear I love you, I’m jus—”

“I know. You’re also in love with her still, or you think you are. And I know you feel bad about it. I can see the look on your face whenever you catch yourself remembering anything about her. I notice it, Harry notices it too. You feel like you’ve betrayed me somehow.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Have you kissed her since she’s been away from Azkaban?”

“No,” James responded quickly. “No, I would never.”

“Then you haven’t betrayed me.” Lily started to take off her wedding ring. “But I think you need time, James. You clearly can’t figure out your feelings by yourself so I’m going to give you a little bit of time. Two or three months.”

“What?”

“When this conversation’s over, I’m giving you two to three months to figure it out. We’ll be separated and you can… well, I guess I’ll just say it bluntly, date, you can date Y/N during then.”

“You can’t actually be serious. You’re allowing me to date another woman?”

“Not another woman, just Y/N. Your wife.” Lily sighed. “You never got a proper divorce, you didn’t want to separate from her. She was a criminal and was whisked away and now she’s innocent and out. You moved on, not really by choice, but because of what happened. I know you’re trying to work through your feelings and I was hurt, I was angry with you at first but I understand, James. So, I’m going to let you find that closure even if it’s not me when this is all said and done.”

There wasn’t much more to that conversation. For the first weekend since being a teacher at Hogwarts, James slept in his room at the school. He was single. Conditionally single but still single. Lily had laid it out pretty clear.

She would send you a letter in the morning so it wouldn’t sound like a lie coming out of James’ mouth. He was free to date you, be with you like before Azkaban— only as his girlfriend instead of wife so not quite like before. And at the end of three months, they would talk about it again. At the end of three months he was either still married to Lily or reinstating his marriage to you. It made sense, especially when he so obviously failed at working it out by himself. But it still felt strange.

He’d talk to you after breakfast. James wasn’t even nervous about you. He already knew you’d agree. He’d have to be blind to not know he still had an effect on you. He was nervous about himself. Because he didn’t know which outcome would hurt more. What if he chose you? How would that impact his family?

~~      

The bed felt significantly emptier than Sirius remembered. Last night felt like a complete dream. He honestly wasn’t sure part of it happened. Your body under his felt right to him. Trying not to move too quickly because of the nasty hangover, he sat up and ran a hand over his face. That was when he noticed the light in his bathroom was off. A slight panic went through him. You weren’t in the room at all.

He looked over at the clock on his wall, trying to calm himself down. Throwing on sweats and hoping no one saw him, he made his way to your classroom, already knowing that you would be on your classroom patio.

Sirius wanted to smile when he saw you. You had changed into something casual— loose jeans and one of his charmed sweaters— and just looked at students’ cats and owls that stopped by the small hedges outlining the patios. Sirius didn’t remember if you liked gardening or not but it was obvious that you had planted the hedges. Your little table looked like a beautiful tea spread.

Honestly, it looked like a picturesque cafe to Sirius. He finally stopped staring to go sit down and join you. Sirius quickly apologized when you jumped at seeing him— he forgot that sneaking up on you probably wasn’t the best idea. You immediately summoned a teacup.

“Sorry!” You said quickly when he had to hold a hand up to catch the cup and stop it from hitting him in the face.

He chuckled as he shook his head and held it out for some tea. “That was better than a month ago, you actually summoned something this time.”

“I’ve stopped setting myself on fire.”

“You’ll be back to perfect magic in no time… Y/N, about last night.”

“We didn’t use protection.” There were so many things that you wanted to say but that one just came out.

“That’s fine.”

“Sirius!”

“What? Are you worried about STIs, cause I’m clean. I swear, I get tested every few months and I haven’t been with anyone in… well a little over a year, what do you know.”

“Sirius, not the— I mean that’s nice to know— but I’m talking about getting pregnant.”

“Oh. Oh that’s a relief, that’s fine… well, don’t look at me like that. You want kids anyway, don’t you? Or I’m sure you used to.”

“I mean yes but it was a mistake, I know. I’m sorry.”

Sirius felt his entire chest deflate. “A mistake?”

“I know we were both drunk and I shouldn’t have when you just came from a date with Remus.”

“I told you last night that your brother isn’t the Lupi—”

You both stopped when an owl delivered something to you. You didn’t recognize the bird but Sirius did. What was the Potters’ owl doing sending you anything? He just stared at your face as you read the letter. It was a mix of emotions that he couldn’t quite figure out. Your eyes scanned the parchment multiple times. He blinked when you shoved it in his hands, needing a second pair of eyes to confirm what you saw.

The man’s nostrils flared as he read it but he wouldn’t say anything. He didn’t bother to finish his sentence that the owl interrupted. There wasn’t a point in saying he was in love with you. He would just bite his tongue until the feelings eventually, hopefully, went away. Sirius gave you a half-hearted wish of good luck and retreated back to his room.

Getting dressed so he didn’t look like he just came from having sex, he made his way to the Great Hall with eyes half closed. His plate was piled with food— mainly toast— that he barely bit into. Prongs was his friend but what he was feeling for you made Sirius want to punch him in the face. Lily or you. It wasn’t that hard to make a decision and stick by it. Either he was staying with his wife or was going to get back together with you. But what he couldn’t do was admit that he still cared for you and needed time to figure out what that meant. Sirius was pissed at even thinking of that conversation. It got worse when James looked over at his friend, spotting the hickey poking out from underneath his collar.

“You fucking slept with her?” he asked in an angered whisper. “Are you insane? You’re lucky Moony didn’t feel up for breakfast or he’d rip your head off.”

“I don’t think Remus is my problem.”

“What?”

Sirius set his drink down. “You, mate. You’re fucking selfish, you know that? Telling her you still had feelings for her when you know she’s in love with you. Actually going through with dating her. What the fuck?”

“Because she was my wife. How can I not still have feelings for her?”

“You don’t get to have her and Lily. You don’t get to use her as you try to fucking figure yourself out. It’s not just about you, Prongs. Y/N was your wife. Was. You left her. You didn’t ever visit her. ”  

“So, what, you slept with her to prove a point to me?”

“I love her!”

James scoffed. “In all my years of knowing you, when did you ever do love past trying to convince someone to suck you off?”

Sirius threw his toast down, getting closer to actually punching James. His jaw clenched as he watched his friend walk off to go find you. Sirius knew how he felt about you and he knew it was real. There had only been a couple other people out of his many flings that he could say he actually loved.

You were re-arranging your classroom for Monday’s lesson for your fifth years when James walked in. He watched from the doorway, still feeling like he should look away when you bent over to move something. He knocked on the doorway three times so you knew he was there. You stood up straight and turned to see him in the door.

Your hand shot up in an awkward hello before returning to your side. You knew what you wanted but you were going to wait and let him move first. If anything, just so you didn’t embarrass yourself in case Lily’s letter wasn’t actually from her or was some cruel joke. James stayed leaning against the door.

“What are you working on?” he asked.

There were lots of boxes and teacups piled up on one side of the room. All desks and tables were piled on the other side. The middle of the room was completely clear except for what looked like the start of a maze.

“The kids are already starting to stress about their OWLs even though we aren’t near winter break yet. So, I thought of something fun to help them realize they know more than they think. It’s going to be a maze race but they’re racing with teacups so they have to perform the charm to add legs and then some obstacles they’ll have to enlarge or shrink the cups or perform other charms to win. I don’t have a prize yet but… I should figure that out.”

“Do you need help setting up?”

“Yes, please. I’m still a bit worried about the animating spell.”

“I got you.”

James strolled over to stand next to you. He let you tell him where you needed things to be or how they had to be placed while he did all the work. His left hand seemed to almost itch as it was by his side. He knew you got the letter— Sirius’ outburst was a testament to that. Maybe it was best to just go for it instead of having the awkward small talk about the whole situation. You tensed for a moment when you felt James’ hand on the small of your back. He almost pulled away until he felt you melt into his touch. Merlin, he knew everything about you but it was also like you two were sixth years again trying to navigate a new relationship.

“Alright, maze perfectly finished. Is there anything else I can help with?”

“No, I think this is it.”

“Perfect.” James’s fingers tapped your back three times, something he used to always do. “You’re not on chaperoning duties this weekend are you?”

“No, my weekend is next month with Remmy and Flitwick.”

“You want to go bowling?”

“Bowling.”

“Yeah, you used to love it… you don’t remember.”

“Sorry.”

James shook his head. “Nothing to be sorry for, let’s just go bowling.”

You both took the Floo Network fireplace in the staff room— one that required wands to be submitted for verification that you actually worked at Hogwarts— to a public Floo near a muggle street. You just let yourself be pulled around by James towards a bowling alley that you apparently loved so much. The streets looked a bit familiar but you felt like you couldn’t remember much more. The alley was pretty empty when you arrived.

James snickered for the fourth time as your ball rolled into the gutter again. You flopped away from the lane with that thinking scowl that he and the boys always used to make fun of.

“I wasn’t very good at bowling, was I?”

“Not at all, sweetheart.”

You both paused at the pet name. James just watched and waited for your reaction. You just sat back next to him and grabbed the large milkshake that only had one straw. He took that as his cue to get up and bowl. As he stood in front of the lane, James thought about how slipping back into a relationship with you was proving a lot easier than he thought.

Maybe his feelings for you never went away? It felt like just going on a date night with his wife. When it was your turn again, James hid his wand to not alert any muggles but charmed your ball to hit a strike. You jumped up, clapping, before abruptly turning around and looking at him.

“You charmed the pins.”

“Swear I didn’t.”  

“You’re such a liar, James Potter.”

He came up to you, cupping the sides of your face with his hands. “I promise I didn’t charm the pins just so Y/N Lupin would score at least one point on the board.”

You tried to look up at the scoreboard above you. James chuckled. Of course life didn’t stop in their thirties and they didn’t stop doing fun things just because they were older, but you just seemed so young at heart with some of your actions. It made him actually enjoy taking you to the bowling alley— the last time he remembered going was for Harry’s tenth birthday. You puffed up your cheeks as you noticed that James was right. You hadn’t scored a single point until just then. However, that only made you sure that he charmed the pins.

“Can I kiss you?”

The question made your head snap back down to look at James instead of the scoreboard. His thumb ran over your bottom lip. He didn’t want to waste time. He had three months to figure out his feelings. Plus, you weren’t new. You weren’t a new hookup. You had been his wife. There wasn’t a need to pretend otherwise. James looked you straight in the eye.

“I know you got Lily’s letter. If you want, I would like you to be my girlfriend. I want to try being your boyfriend, so… Can I kiss you?”

The softest whisper of a yes and James kissed you with a passion. You never forgot what the feeling of his lips on yours felt like. There were too many memories of it to ever be taken away in Azkaban. It was always heated no matter how soft. Your head was always tilted back by his hands so he could deepen the kiss easier. The two of you pulled apart, almost out of breath.

James rested his chin on your head as you buried yourself in his chest to try to avoid him seeing you smile like an idiot. He could feel you smiling anyway. A big sigh left his chest as he just held you for a few minutes more before you guys decided to leave and just walk through the city before going back to Hogwarts. He missed you. He didn’t know everything but he knew that the first layer of his feelings was missing you.

(Part 7)

#sirius black x black!reader #sirius black x reader #james potter x reader #james potter x black!reader

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

Im sorry im sot sure how to word this right but, how do you manage to change the characters race while still making them look like well, them? I've tried but it never comes out right.... they allways look like a new character when i try.... again im sorry to ask....

Tis not a problem at all dear comrade! I'm always happy to try and answer art questions, but just a heads up i might get a lil bit rambly in some spots so i do apologize beforehand.

First off, change that negative tone!

I understand how you feel and its easy to feel down when the piece isnt turning out how you picture it but that's ok. You're setting foot into new artistic territory, something you havent tried before thats still a fairly big unknown. Instead of seeing it as a failure see it instead as a step in your artistic growth. No one starts off god tier right? Changing your framing of how you see your 'bad' drawings can really help you see em in a more positive light (and help with motivation when you attempt something new another time!)

Ok but onto what you actually asked about. How do you change a character but still keep them the same? Well in my eyes to do this, you have to

Break down thedesign

Let's take in the character we wanna redesign. We gotta really look at their original design and identify all their relevant features and shapes that make them easily recognizable as them.

Lemme grab my assistant Gajeel to illustrate my point.

So we have our Gajeel, yea we know what he looks like but! What exactly are we looking for here? Well we're looking for the key features to his design, features important enough where if he had a completely different hairstyle and colour palette ( and perhaps even body type) would make you go 'yea that's gajeel'.

So in breaking it down we note that he has:

Triangular shaped eyes with a bit of a dark outline

Small eyes with slit pupils

Prominent cheekbones

Jacked up hairline

And of course the most noticable feature, the multiple piercings

These- to me- are the most important parts of his design so i leave them generally unchanged when i go about drawing him. Which means everything else is on the table to change!

Though for me when I got about my redesigns i focus on changing 3 things mostly- nose, lips and hair. These really push a race change design, specifically in this case, makin em black

Now of course with this you are going to change skin tone that's obvious but relying solely on colour palette change makes for a somewhat weak redesign. If you turn off the colour and you can't tell if the character is nonwhite then it needs some work.

Noses and Lips

Now there are a great many ways to draw wider noses and it can be a bit difficult figuring out to interpret em without em lookin janky but i find that less is more!

I only ever really show the base of the nose where the tip part is and the nostrils, the bridge of the nose is only ever shown in my style when the head is a bit turned.

The same goes with lips, you only really need about 2 or 3 lines at minimum to emphasizs thick lips- one for the actual lip line, one for the top lip and one for the lower lip. Some people choose to leave out the line for the bottom lip and thats fine. Just don't do this-

If you do that im putting you in the ground myself.

Hair

Hair is a bit of a 50/50 for me to change most times because i really enjoy drawing that spiky anime hair lol. But I think that the important thing to keep note of changing the hairstyle to a more natural one is to keep the overall silhouette of the hair recognizable.

The silhouette being y'know, the shape and all that. If you're a pokemon fan then you already know how much a silhouette builds recognition. So as an example, Juvia's first hairstyle was that straightened looke with the tight curls at the end. The shape of that hairstyle was mimicked by using braids with puffs at the ends to help with maintaining that silhouette.

Gajeel has very big, spiky and wild hair so I tried to mimick that with dreads

(Also to note with the Gajeel redesign is that his face is slightly wider with the features a bit lower but thats more of a liberty I took than anything hard and fast so dont even worry about that)

Again, if i am changing the hair then i try to follow the shape of the original design as closely as possible. Even with a design such as my Black Gray design with a vastly different hairstyle i still sketched out the shape of his og hair to maintain the overall spiky shape (with a few liberties lol)

So uh, yea! I think that's the most basic breakdown of how to go about doing a black redesign. Identifying the key design traits i think really is the most important step to do as it really helps to cement what's necessary to keep and what can or cant be changed.

But some other stuff to be mindful of when redesigning:

Refs naturally are your friend. If you have difficulty with interpreting irl refs then theres no shame in using someone elses art as a reference to help you to learn and understand (just no tracing!)

Please for the love of god use saturated browns for the skin tone. I cannot tell you how often i see designs with a gray-brown skin tone. It makes the character look ashy. Please don't make them ashy.

Also speaking of skin tones, be mindful of being accidentally colourist, where all your darker skinned characters villains or angry, loud, violent, sexual, etc. Not saying you can't redesign characters who have those traits to be dark skinned. But if all the characters you redesign to be dark skinned have those traits while others with more positive traits are lighter shades you may want to step back and do some reflection.

Don't be let down if you don't get a redesign on the first try! You don't see behind the scenes for other artists, it definitely takes a few tries to get it right so dont get hung up on it!

These are not hard and fast rules, just really what works for me and how I do things. If you need anything clarified better or wanna ask anything else feel free to! Happy redesigning comrade!

#talking to the firebird #uhhhhhhh #this got longer than i intended #should i tag this with something #uhm #art tips #i guess?

[dokidokitsuna]

I love the gone au so much!! If I may ask though- since we’ve seen Gooey, what happens to Kirby, Meta, and Dedede? (And also, where’s Galacta Knight in all of this? Is he Morpho’s body/host or is he still trapped?)

Oho, somebody finally asked~

Back in the beginning, I actually considered keeping one of these guys around for the Master Crown to take its anger out on. Like, I feel like that's the only purpose they might serve in its present-day story; to give it a moment like "ugh, everything's going wrong and I feel bad about myself...oh look; it's one of those 'heroes' from before who's supposed to be dead! Maybe if I go over and red-mist them it'll cheer me up~"

^Which was a fun thought, admittedly. ^^ But it'd be a little mean, even for me, and later on I came up with the more unique concept of having Gooey be the 'torch-bearer' for that whole character set, and I liked that better. Verdict: Dream Land's heroes are all long dead.

Dedede, MK: Brutally murdered; possibly tortured beforehand. I think the MC would notice the power hierarchy between these two and Kirby pretty early on, and decide to use the easier opponents' suffering to wear down the tougher opponent. ...Of course, I think trying something like this with Kirby would backfire pretty hard. ^^; Nevertheless, we know who came out the winner in the end, so...

Bandana Dee: I'm throwing him in as an honorable mention because he's technically one of the four protagonists, and I wanted to make it clear that no (relatively...) horrific fate befell Bestest Boy in particular. ◡_◡ I've decided that the other three bought time for him to escape the final fight before things got really bad, and he just ended up in the normal soul-draining mind-prison with all the other minor characters.

Kirby: ...I'm not entirely sure. He's definitely not alive anymore...but is he actually dead...? I feel like...it would make sense for the Master Crown to turn him into something. ^^ Like a sort of magic energy source, or 'appliance', for lack of a better word. Although he was defeated, the special Kirb-power that he holds continues to flow from his remains, like a dead body that never stops bleeding... Of course this begs the question, what would the MC do with this strange unlimited power source? Something disrespectful, I think. ^^; Like it'd shove it in the back of its evil dimension wizard closet and only bring it out when one of its evil dimension wizard remotes runs out of battery power; something like that. XD

Although, deep down, maybe in the far reaches of its subconscious where Magolor's old feelings reside, I think it would want to keep 'Unknown Kirby Remnant' around as a memento. Because I've always felt that Kirb and Mago have a special friendship, which I'm sure must transcend time and space. ❤

Galacta Knight: Because RtDL predates the point where Morpho absorbed him, anything could have happened. Maybe the Master Crown's victory created a butterfly effect (heh) that completely changed GK's fate...

...My suggestion is that he ended up in Star Dream's custody. ^^ I mean, SD's already able to summon him in Robobot, so it feels right to me. Maybe during its expanded conquest it gained the necessary skills to contain him successfully this time around, and even to use him as a research subject. Picture this: Mecha-lacta Knight! Or...Giga-lacta Knight? Whatever; you get it~

#kirby #gijinka #au #GONE.

[astroboots]

firstly I hope you get well soon!!! nothing like the flu to take you out 😭

secondly I've been pondering homecoming verse and what everyone's reaction (specifically santi's) would be if/when boa got pregnant

and then thirdly, can't help but think of the different ways the moon boys would take care of you while you're sick. Steven would be all about cuddling and getting things for you and making sure you're comfortable. Marc would give you meds and food and drink like clockwork to keep you hydrated and plenty of forehead kisses. I think Jake would lean more toward Marc's way of caring for you in that he's always making sure you have something to drink but with some of Steven's insistence that you don't even move a muscle. he will tuck you in and feed you himself

(also I haven't gotten around to it yet but I just wanted to let you know the final chapter of red flags just skfjsjfn made me feel so many emotions I've read it like four times again already 😭😭🧡🧡🧡)

UHM this ask is freaking amazing, i've been thinking about it all damn day!! (thank you for the well wishes)

Thank you for reading red flags to the end, it means so much to me! It's been my baby both good and bad for almost a year, and I honestly had points of time where I was terrified I'd never be able to finish. It feels good to have finally done so.

As for Secondly and Thirdly, let's talk under the cut my lovely!

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Homecoming

So down down down down the line, I do have plans on writing about the homecoming trio expanding their family, and it's most probably going to be its own mini-series, cause there is A LOT to unfold there. I've hinted at this before, that Boa wants children, she's an only child, raised by a single mom and spent most of her childhood in a quiet and very lonely home and she wants her own to be filled with people and noise and chaos-- the opposite of her own.

When Santiago first comes home in the first part of homecoming, Boa and Frankie are already making plans for pregnancy and Santiago (being Santiago) freaks and panics, which Boa notices, and when he moves in with them -- Boa makes a conscious decision to delay those plans, because she chooses Santiago and knows it's too soon and too much to add a child to the picture without him freaking and running like a professional marathon runner to Tampa airport at the first light of dawn.

I think for the three of them to add an addition to their family unit, all three, and especially Santiago would have to be onboard beforehand. There'd be talks and discussions and agreements that they're ready-- so by the time Boa does get pregnant, it's very much a planned thing, and Santiago's reaction would be one of joy. Like he's scared as shit, but he's still excited and happy and grinning like an idiot as he lifts her up and kisses her and carries her around the room while they're both shrieking with joy.

Moon Knight boys

Also omg this interpretation I LOVE IT! I agree, I think Steven would be all about physical affection, it doesn't matter that you're sick and snot running down your nose, and you feel crusty and disgusting, the man would be on you like a heatblanket, even as you try to push him away because you don't want him to get sick and he tells you "it's alright love we got the suit" (it's totally not alright because Khonshu is not going to let him use it for that). Our boy would also read to you, until you fall asleep, pulling up all your favourite books like he's holding his own podcast and you just love every inch of him.

Marc is a motherhen, he'd sit there and frown at you, while you sleep standing guard like a doberman, but whenever you're awake, no matter how half-lucid you are he'd be trying to force liquid into you at every waking moment. He also makes the most heavenly Chicken soup with matzoh balls you've ever tasted in your life, whoever said you won't have an apetite when you're sick hasn't tasted Marc's culinary efforts, as he makes it piping hot for you and places it on a tray and practically spoonfeeds it to you (blowing on the spoon to make sure it's not too hot).

Jake is the one to ask you what you want to do, and when you tell him you're too tired, he'll just lie down and sleep next to you as you curl up into his chest and feel safe.

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