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steventhusiast · 5 months

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STWG daily prompt 9/12/23

prompt: barbie

pairing/character(s): steddie, stobin

transfemme!stevie has my heart ngl

Stevie's been out to Eddie for a few months when her birthday comes around. And she's anticipating a... Depressing day, if she's honest.

The only people that know are Eddie and Robin. To everyone else, she's still a guy. So she anticipates all the masculine gifts; cologne, clothes she won't wear, gag gifts from the kids about her being their dad.

And that part of her birthday is depressing. She sits through a lunch-time barbecue with the party and Eddie holds her hand out of view of everyone else so she can squeeze it every time something is said that makes her want to bawl her eyes out. Like how Mike keeps making jokes about how her hair's starting to be too long to look good, and Dustin keeps asking why she's wearing so many layers in July, and everyone keeps calling her the birthday boy, and son, and Steve-

She's happy to go home, is the point. Expects to spend the rest of the night curled up on the couch with Eddie who will no doubt spend the rest of his night feeding her words of affirmation about how she's his girl and other ooey gooey feminine phrases he knows quell the knot in her stomach some.

What she doesn't expect is for Robin to be sat on the couch she wants to curl up on, a comically huge blanket in her hands and an equally comically large pile of gifts towered in front of the couch.

"Rob, what-" Stevie starts, eyebrows raising involuntarily. She looks to Eddie, who has a small, proud smile on his face.

"Happy birthday, dingus!" Robin cheers. A party popper seems to have materialised in her hand out of nowhere, and Stevie can't help the laugh that's shocked out of her when it pops loudly.

"Go get changed into something more Stevie, okay, my love? It's time for your real birthday." Eddie says into her ear.

A sudden well of emotion builds up inside her at the words, at how lovely her boyfriend and best friend are, at the thought of how much they must have spent to buy her these gifts. She sniffs harshly to keep tears from falling, nods, and goes to her and Eddie's room without a word.

She considers getting straight into sweats in case she falls asleep in the living room, but knows she needs to feel feminine right now. Needs to see who she is reflected on the outside as well as the inside so she doesn't feel so... Wrong for the rest of the night. She slips into a comfortable pink day dress with a wrap front (an incredibly willing donation from Robin's closet) and doesn't give herself any time to scrutinise her figure in the mirror. Just brushes her hair out of its more masculine style of being pushed back, and into something softer that frames her face.

When she reenters the living room, Robin is still sat on the couch with the blanket, and Eddie is crouched down by the pile of gifts, murmuring to himself as he picks through them. Robin's laughing at him, and Stevie's chest feels warm in their presence.

"Hey! There's the birthday girl." Eddie grins when he sees her, and then looks back down at the gift pile to select a box-shaped one that's wrapped in purple polka-dot paper.

Stevie sits next to Robin, and tilts her head to rest on her shoulder as she watches her boyfriend make a sound of celebration when he holds up the gift.

"I was gonna save this gift for last, but after that shitshow I just- here, babygirl." He holds it out to Stevie with a softer smile on his face (Robin calls it his Stevie Smile), and Stevie takes it with gentle hands.

"It's from him and me, by the way. Don't let dingus 2 take all the credit." Robin adds on. Eddie just rolls his eyes and nods, and then starts to talk as Stevie carefully tears the wrapping paper. She's trying to preserve it as much as she can. Wants to keep as much evidence of her first birthday as herself as she can.

"I hope we got the right one. It was kinda hard to find, but I went to a bunch of flea markets and I remember you talking about how when you were younger you wanted it but your mom wouldn't let you and-"

Eddie cuts himself off when Stevie finally tears enough wrapping paper away to see the beginnings of the Barbie logo and gasps. Tears are already brewing in her eyes, and maybe one or two drip onto the precious wrapping paper as she manages to slide it off to reveal-

"Ballerina Barbie." She whispers, staring down at the doll. Her hands are shaking a little, and she feels so incredibly wobbly and warm.

She can't believe Eddie remembers what she said about the moment she knew she wasn't a boy the way she was supposed to be. How her mom had snatched the toy out of her hands in the toystore and replaced it with a car set.

"Is it the right one?" Eddie asks after a moment, and Stevie lifts her head to see him chewing nervously on his lip.

Instead of speaking, she wordlessly gestures for him to join her and Robin on the couch and promptly throws an arm around each of them for a much needed cuddle.

"It's perfect." She says to both of them, and gets twin squeezes to each side. A couple more tears slip out as she looks at the pile of gifts she still has to go through, "I can't believe you guys did all this for me."

"We love you, Stevie-bee." Robin says simply. Like that explains everything. Like it makes perfect sense.

"Yeah, we gotta treat our girl the way she deserves." Eddie adds on.

And Stevie thinks that maybe it does make perfect sense. After all, she'd go the same length for either of them.

#steddie #stobin #stevie harrington #trans steve harrington #steddie ficlet #steddie drabble #the party aren't transphobes to be clear they just literally do not know #stwgdailyprompt #dailydrabble #mywriting #steve harrington #eddie munson

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kitten4sannie · 7 months

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Hi congrats on 3k :)

Soo I’ve been thinking about sub Mingi quite a bit lately and if we’re going to get spooky lol what if he’s a clingy ghost that haunts and constantly comes around when he wants your attention and body? ;) Picture this: it’s 3 am and you wake up out of your sleep to see him gingerly pulling at your sleep shorts with a cute lil pout <3 He’s whining and pleading, “Y/N, can you please fuck me? I’m so lonely </3”

hehe thank you ^-^ 💞 ALSO EXCUSE YOUUU – NEEDY ?? SUB?? GHOST?? MINGI ???? 👁️👄👁️ i’m literally on my knees for you and this concept anonnie rjwjhw i hope i can deliver something worthy of this thot provoking ask <33

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warnings: pouty subby baby boy mingi :((, big dick mingi, also he’s a ghost so he has ghost? features? lol, dom! reader, reader’s kinda mean ngl jssjs, so many pet names omg, some possessive language, light degradation, teasing, begging, praise, some pet play dynamics (everyone lets say thank you to @lemonhongjoong for making puppy ghost min a thing <3), drooling, brief mutual masturbation, grinding, cum eating, brief oral (receiving), doggy style obv, overstim, multiple creampies

Your roommates tend to keep to themselves these days — most notably when the sun goes down. They can’t bring themselves to tell one another about the things they’ve been experiencing without sounding like they’re crazy.

How could they possibly explain that they feel like they’re being watched when they’re taking a shower and laying alone in their beds? That they hear their names being whispered into their ears just as their eyelids grow heavy enough for them to drift off to sleep? How could they possibly let anyone know about the howls and wails they hear coming from somewhere in the house late at night?

How could you tell them that it had one of the most complicated, yet simplest answers? The answer being the (very needy) apparition that had appeared in your room for the third time that week. At 3 am, no less. A groan tumbled out of your dry throat as you tried to blink away the darkness and make out the figure that hovered above you.

“Y/N…wake up, so you can fuck me…” he whispered in a deep, breathy voice, the edges of his words thick with desire.

“You can’t keep doing this, Mingi…” you croaked, feeling the odd heaviness and simultaneous lightness of his body pressing into yours.

The ghost frowned, his head lowering slightly. “But I need you.”

You grimaced, your cheeks growing warm. “I need sleep.”

He whimpered, his fingers already pulling down your sleep shorts past your hips, looking down at you with an intense, unwavering gaze, his bluish plump lips forming a signature pout. You could already feel his heavy cock pressing into the side of your thigh. “Y/N, please. I’m so lonely.”

The fire inside you was lit — just like that. This was why you were never able to say no to him. The ghostly brat was so good at begging for your attention and body, you couldn’t possibly deny him. Though, he would have to work for it.

“If you want me so bad,” you began somewhat mockingly, feeling his cold hands settle on your hips for a moment and squeeze them slightly, a trail of goosebumps immediately forming where he touched you. “Then you’ll just have to get off in front of me first, ghostie.”

“D-don’t call me that,” Mingi murmured, blowing a few strands of whitish blond hair out of his eyes, biting his lip at your proposition. He would’ve blushed if he were still alive. “…Call me yours…”

“You know what, Mingi?”

“What?” he whined, his head drooping more, his bottom lip jutting out just enough to make you fall further underneath his spell, though you were determined to get the most out of this paranormal encounter.

Giggling softly at his reaction, you took his hands and slowly ran them up along your curves, up and under your hoodie until they were just underneath your breasts, feeling his fingers press slightly into your ribcage. He stared hard at you in the darkness, the whites of his eyes practically glowing as you gazed back at them with your own half-closed ones. “I’ll call you mine as soon as you cum for me. Can you do that for me, baby? Can you play with your cock?”

Mingi throbbed inside his sweatpants as he pulled at the drawstrings, letting them fall until his long, veiny cock sprung out and curved up into his lower abdomen.

You smiled at the sight of it, your eyes trailing his thick length until you settled on the flushed, pronounced tip. “That’s a good boy.”

Mingi bit back a moan, his cock twitching on its own, the head leaving a strand of pre-cum behind when it made contact with his lower abdomen.

Sighing softly, you couldn’t help but give in and stroke your ego a little. “That’s all it takes, huh, Min? A little praise and you’re ready to spill your load for me?”

“Yeah, it makes me feel really good,” he answered in an oddly shy manner, despite his hand already closing around the base of his cock and jerking upwards, another thick bead of pre-cum oozing out of the bluish tip. “Fuck, I need you so bad."

You licked your lips, letting your hand slip down into your panties to rub your wetness around. “What do you need exactly, ghost boy? Enlighten me.”

“Need to be inside you. Need to fuck your cunt. Feel it squeeze around me when I fill you up. And, fuck–” He groaned harshly, his eyes centered on your moving hand, whimpering at the sounds of your slick, his wrist beginning to hurt from how roughly he was pleasuring himself. "Nnngh, does it feel good, Y/N? Knowing I’m gonna cum just for you?”

“It feels really good, Min,” you breathed out, rubbing your clit in between two fingers, tilting your head to the side, some of your hair falling into your eyes. “But, you know what would feel even better?”

“What?” he inquired as soon as the words left your mouth, his own mouth starting to hang open to let drool drip out, his cock throbbing away.

“If you rubbed your cock on my cunt, Minnie.” You smiled at the mess he was already becoming for you, lowering your panties just enough so that he could make out the slick glistening on your folds. “Do you want that?”

An airy whine left Mingi’s lips, his hips already starting to move on their own, practically using his hand as a fleshlight. “Yes, please.”

“So obedient,” You giggled, reaching out to run your index finger up along his stiff length, watching it twitch a bit once you swiped your finger up and over his cockhead. “And so sensitive. How cute.”

Mingi seriously would’ve turned into a tomato at this point, but you didn’t have to know that. He simply pouted and rutted himself against your upper thigh, getting his pre-cum all over it, pleading for you until you eventually tossed your panties to the side and spread your thighs apart for him.

“Get to work, Min,” you purred, running your fingers through his shaggy hair.

Like a dog hearing the dinner bell, he sprung into action, resting his hands near either side of your head, his chilled body flush against your heated one, his cock already rubbing deliciously along your cunt, more pre-cum leaking out of the tip. “Feels so good, so good, so good–”

“Aww, look at you, getting all worked up for me. What a needy boy.”

“Need you so bad,” he reassured, blowing a few bangs out of his eyesight. “Wanna fill you up.”

Wiping away a bit a sweat from your forehead, you couldn’t help but to let out a few breathy moans, the tip of the ghost’s thick cockhead sliding against your clit in a way that sent electricity through the rest of your body. “Cum for me and i’ll let you inside, Min, I promise…”

Mingi suddenly pushed himself up and grabbed onto your hips, thrusting forward so quickly, the springs in the mattress began to creak underneath the both of you, your combined slick allowing him to steadily bring you to your peak. “Gonna…cum…for you, Y/N…”

“Yeah, that’s it, just like that,” you praised breathily, feeling your lower half getting lifted up from how desperately he began to fuck himself on your wet cunt, your head dropping back when your high took over you, barely able to listen to all of the whiny moans that began to leave Mingi’s drooling mouth. “Such a good boy, my good boy…”

“Your–nnnngh–good boy,” Mingi echoed weakly, his body shuddering, his fingers leaving bruises in the flesh of your hips, holding you still as he left spurt after spurt of his release on your already dripping cunt and lower abdomen.

Once Mingi lowered your body back down on the bed, you ran your fingers through the warm liquid he left behind, giggling softy at the sound of his heavy panting and the sight of his pretty glistening lips when he licked his cum off of your fingers without you having to ask, his spit dripping down them. “What a naughty boy you are.”

“Just for you,” he nodded, trying to lick up the saliva that had dripped down his chin.

“Oh, sweetheart, you want to fuck me so bad, you’re going to drool all over yourself?” Your eyes sharpened, knowing you were about to reignite his fuse. “Are you a puppy or something?”

Mingi let out a shameless moan from your words, his previously half-hard cock coming back to life and throbbing steadily. If he had visible pupils, they would be blown out by now. “Yeah, I’m a needy puppy…I need my Master’s cunt.”

“Then, clean up your mess, puppy,” you chimed, his title for you giving you so much satisfaction you almost came right then and there. You spread your thighs apart, sending an inviting smile his way. “And then you can fuck your Master dumb, okay?”

Mingi’s mouth was on your cunt before you could take another breath, his wide tongue collecting your juices and his own cum as he brought it up and down your cunt. “Mmm, fuck…”

“Good puppy,” you praised, your cunt pulsing around his tongue once he shoved it inside along with two fingers that slowly spread you apart, almost losing your composure from the way he began to vigorously tongue-fuck you. “Fuck, what do you think you’re doing, Min?”

“ ‘M just cleaning up my mess,” he moaned against your cunt, swiping at your clit with the tip of his tongue, making you throb again. “I wanted to get you nice and stretched out for my cock too. Don’t want to hurt my Master.”

Mingi’s filthily adorable words drifted through your lust-drunk mind, encouraging you to spread your hole open for the sweet spirit, gazing up at him. “I’m ready for you, puppy. Come and get it.”

You couldn’t remember how long you had been there for, taking Mingi’s cock from behind, your thighs trembling underneath you, the side of your face squished into the cum-soaked mattress, your sore wrists being held taut in the ghost’s tight grip, your throat growing more and more dry every time he sunk back into the tight heat of your cunt. You didn’t even have to worry about your moans being heard by your roommates. Mingi’s moans were much louder, much more whiner than yours.

Poor Mingi couldn’t help it. It just felt so good being balls-deep in such a tight, warm hole he could fuck and fill until he had no more cum left to empty out inside you. His eyes wandered down your back, fixating on the milky liquid that dripped down his length, slamming himself into you until it got pushed back inside where it belonged. “Gonna cum, gonna fuck you so full, it’ll be dripping out of you during breakfast tomorrow,” he warned in a weak, breathy voice, massaging and squeezing your hip with his free hand.

“Do it, Min, fuck me so full,” you cried out, feeling your entire body begin to shudder and throb with pleasure, catapulting over the edge along with Mingi once he began to slowly fuck his load into you until it joined the others still coating your used inner walls. “One more time, baby, fill me again…”

“ H-hold on…’m too sensitive…right now,” the ghost informed in between pants, idly licking at the drool that wanted to leak out past his lips. He let go of your wrists to wipe at his mouth, not prepared for the way your cunt suddenly clenched around his length.

“One more, Minnie, you can do it,” you encouraged through slurred words, lifting yourself up so that you could began to drive yourself back onto his cock, growing wetter just from the filthy squelching of your combined cum, Mingi’s sudden gasps, and his equally cute high pitched, airy moans. “That’s right, feels so good, huh?”

“S-so good,” Mingi choked out, running his hands up his body and holding onto himself periodically, hyper-fixated on the space where your slick bodies connected, whining each time you slammed yourself back onto him and took his cock inside as far as it would go. “Oh my goddd…you’re gonna make me cum again.”

You looked back at him, admiring the way his glistening lips were stuck in an ‘o’ shape, the way his eyebrows were screwed upwards, the look in his teary, half-closed eyes that told you not to stop. “Cum for me, baby, come on, give it to me,” you moaned out, fucking yourself on his cock until you clamped down on it, your own release spilling out of you and down your inner thighs.

“Y/N, fuck…!” Right on cue, Mingi let out a shamelessly loud wail, a few tears escaping his eyes, as you fucked him through his intense orgasm, milking his cock until he unloaded every last drop into you.

You were brought out of your cloudy headspace when Mingi’s body landed near yours on the mattress, suddenly compelled to wipe the remnants of tears away from his drool-stained face. “What a good ghost boy you are,” you whispered teasingly, yours fingers resting against his clammy cheek, rubbing it gently with your thumb.

Mingi squished his opposite cheek into the pillow, not knowing that it was flushed with a deep blue hue. His eyes crinkled at the edges, giving you a wobbly smile.

“Your ghost boy.”

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leeyanyanyaaan · 6 months

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Kayn x Graffiti Artist!Reader

16 / 11 / 2023

hi hi~ welcome to the start of my heartsteel x headcanon series "creatively charmed"! sorry, i cant think of a better title atm LOL anyways, this is gonna be a series of the heartsteel band with a lover who's got a creative side to them XD that's all, hope you enjoy! next up will be sett ^-^

Started with another one of days where Kayn decided to go out and wreak havoc by vandalizing everything LOL

When he does he often comes across a lot of grafitti art, this one in particular has a certain style to it

He always lets out a little chuckle when he sees it.

Now, as a fellow artist himself, he is respectful enough to not ruin that person's art, but he does his own grafitti nearby. For him it always includes his HEARTSTEEL icon and if he's feeling good then some song lyrics or a joke

This time, it was shortly after HEARTSTEEL's debut MV released, so when he left to do his usual vandalizing, he wrote "two sides to a story but they never tell my side" with a bunch of doodles. He was particularly proud of this piece, so he was planning to continue working on it the next day

What he didn't expect, however, was for someone to continue the lyrics, with "never been the kinda guy to stay inside the guidelines" written underneath, as well as some art of Kayn's scenes and even a headshot drawing of him from their single's thumbnail

Kayn was surprised and amazed to see it, and broke out into an excited shit-eating grin once he saw the artist's signature that he saw in all their other pieces

"So, looks like I captured this person's heart too. Ever the popular star I am, no?"

And so, he continued the lyrics to his verse, secretly hoping this grafitti artist will continue it again.

Which they did, and gradually, that specific wall gradually filled up with PARANOIA's lyrics from their gradual exchange, even with additional doodles of the other members, Ernest and Rhaast, and some of the funny scenes of the MV

Even mini conversations started with side comments on each others drawings, for example:

"This dog -> true MVP of HEARTSTEEL"

"The dog in the MV? His name's Ernest. (But Kayn is the real MVP)"

"LOL u come up w that name? I can see it tho ngl"

Oh right, this person doesn't know this is THE Kayn Shieda they're talking to

Anyways, this exchange made Kayn excited to come back every time (even his bandmates questioned why he goes out every night looking all excited)

Same with Rhaast actually LOL, but Kayn doesn't let him because he knows how crazy he gets when it comes to vandalizing

"I WANT A TURNNN KAYNNN" "No! I don't need you drawing 100 dicks on the wall again!" "THAT'S HOW MUCH OF A DICKHEAD YOU AREE-"

But alas, all good things must come to an end, after... 2 months, I guess? They had finished writing all the lyrics of the song and the whole wall was full of just HEARTSTEEL PARANOIA. Okay, so that's the end of it then.

Until a paper plane hit the top of Kayn's head. Annoyed, Kayn immediately lifted his head up to the direction it was thrown, yapping angrily at whoever had the fucking audacity to do that

Just as he was about to crumple the plane, he noticed writing on one of its wings, "read me!" Raising a brow curiously, he opened up the paperplane, where it revealed a username with a discord logo drawn next to it, along with your artist signature :)

I love how writing for Kayn gives me the free reign to swear AHAHAHDJSN

#heartsteel #heartsteel paranoia #heartsteel lol #heartsteel headcanons #heartsteel x reader #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel kayn x reader #kayn x reader #kayn #shieda kayn #kayn lol #kayn league of legends

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givemewallywestorgivemedeath · 3 months

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Alright, gonna rattle off some Hazbin Hotel theories just to get them out of my system:

1) The Key that Lilith gave Charlie is the key to the pearly gates, aka a way into heaven. Which is why the cat didn't like Sir Pretentious until he was redeemable and why the key is the symbol used to depict the hotel on both the logo of the show and the logo on the hotel.

2) Lilith didn't just abandon everyone to vacay in heaven. Following my previous theory, she already had the key to heaven (likely given to her by Adam as a 'please come back 🥺🥺🥺' gift). From Charlie's recounting of the story, her mom loves hell and thrives down there so I'm really not buying this whole 'retire in heaven as Adam's rebound' thing. I'm going to say that Lilith infiltrated heaven under the guise of taking back Adam and being 'the good wife' again but she is 100% using her access to heaven to pull strings and get her grand plan going. She may have to keep Lute happy next season to keep her access, but it's not because she's a turncoat, it's because she's got motives.

3) Throwing this out there: I think it has something to do with Eve! I haven't even met Eve yet but I ship Eve and Lilith. Maybe Adam had Eve locked up somewhere and Lilith is trying to free her or, maybe Eve disappeared, hence why Adam wanted a new wife and Lilith is trying to find her or something.

4) Carmilla is Eve. Yeah, so the name Carmilla means 'Garden or Orchid', Carmine means 'Song or Crimson Red', she looks EXACTLY like Lilith except with a different color palette (and she's wearing angel steel ballet shoes and gloves), she styles her hair up to look like horns but she doesn't actually have any of her own, she killed an angel, she knew all about angel weaknesses and how to kill them, she figured out how to reforge angel steel into new weapons, and, most importantly, SHE HAS TWO KIDS THAT SHE IS VERY PROTECTIVE OF.

Now, part of me wants to say that Zestial, the confirmed oldest sinner in Hell, the super powerful demon that rules over the other overlords who cares immensely about Carmilla and vice versa, is actually Cain. Cain, aka Eve's son and the first murderer (and theologically rumored to be Lucifer's child which uhhhhh, the show kinda seems to be hinting at with Lucifer implying that him and Eve had a thing?) So yeah, I like the idea that Carmilla loves her son despite his flaws and is trying to keep him safe in hell (knowing that Abel is completely fine in heaven)

But I also kinda want to say that Odette is Abel and Clara is Cain? Look, Odette is wearing a headband with demon horns sticking out of it. Her horns look fake. Also, come on, Odette and Clara?? As in the lead characters from Swan Lake and the Nutcracker?? I'm not going to get into why renaming Cain after Clara from the NUTCRACKER is hilarious as it's pretty obvious. But renaming Abel after Odette, the princess with wings who literally dies and ends up in heaven at the end of the play, is also pretty obvious ngl. So I do also kinda think that Eve and Abel were chilling in heaven and then either Abel fell or Eve got word about the annual culling of sinners, and the two of them took on fake names and reunited with Cain/Clara. Eve is determined to do whatever it takes to keep her children safe and, while she does not like participating in violence, she will kill to protect her daughters. (And potentially Zestial is Clara's father? As Cain is rumoured to be either Lucifer's child or a demon's child)

EDIT: Okay I literally just realized that in the song "Whatever it Takes" she hugs her daughters and says that she will "be their keeper" which is a play on what Cain said to God after killing Abel. God asked where Abel was and Cain said "I am not my brother's keeper." So Carmilla in that song is vowing to keep her daughters safe by preventing war with heaven and being "their keeper".

5) Adam created all of the Exorcists from his ribs. Adam mentioned that he named Vaggie which either implies that Adam is Vaggie's father or that Adam created the entire Exorcist race. Considering Lilith and Eve were both created from Adam's ribs, all the Exorcists are women, they're called 'sisters', and all of them are bone white with 'angel blood' gold eyes, I think the dude just straight up made them all with his bones! Adam even offered a plate of ribs to Charlie when he was taunting her about killing off her citizens!

Anyway, these are my Hazbin Hotel theories. Let me know what you think!

#hazbin hotel #camilla carmine #lilith morningstar #theories #eve #lucifer morningstar

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fuxuannie · 1 year

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Darling.

I saw you write for hsr and that you're requests are open

I was thinking blade X reader general hcs???

Please I'm begging on my knees do more blade content(⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠)

* pairing : blade x gender neutral reader

* prompt : request ♡

* authors note : deep dark confession, i actually have no idea what blades personality is like n i have like a version of him made up in my head so pls if hes ooc, tell me about how he is like canonically WAHHH. (i also experimented a little with this style of writing! if you're into it, let me know!)

* brief warning : lmao its so funny that i always have this with blade.. blade is blade yes yes _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):_

ּ ִֶָ ࣪✦ Where in BLADE seems so incredibly enamored and entertained by the General. (even if they planned to kill him, hes kinda into that though ngl)

— he likes to annoy you, you know damn well his presence alone gets you riled up. and honestly he finds it really cute lol

— even when he was already an escaping criminal, you knew that the knocks on your window late at night couldn't have been anyone else.

— "it's me again~" "get out."

— however, knowing you are the one reason he stays in luofu.. you tolerate it. you don't understand why hes so obsessed with you but if it meant keeping a criminal in control, you'll do it for your people.

— whenever he visits, its usually just one sided small talk as you're staring at him in your nightwear and sighing.

— "are you done?" "nope."

— eventually you start talking to him, cause if you can't rest might aswell do something in your restless hours.

— with each visit, you found yourself slowly opening up more and more. and he was also, quite literally getting closer to you. from only sitting on your window, to a chair, then sitting on the edge of your bed.

— you were honestly unsure on how to feel about this, because you knew the capabilities he was hiding behind that smirk. that really handsome smirk- wait what

— at some point, you were in insane denial of your feelings and wanted them gone. and so, one night you staged the ambush for when he'll visit.

— its seemingly going according to plan. the guards notice his presence within the darkness, but just as you expect him to get caught, he walks through your window at the exact time as yesterday, and the day before, and all the days before that.

— "i'm starting to think.. our fun is reaching its end." he'll say, leaning slightly out your window and looking at the groaning guards that were scattered all over the grounds of your home. each and every one were knocked out cold.

— you're trying to calm your racing heartbeat as he walks towards you, whether its fear or uh.. something else is IRRELEVANT!! he's towering over you, and you can barely utter a word out of yourself, you don't even notice that you began walking backwards, until your back meets a wall and you gasp. he slams one arm against the wall to trap you between him, a smirk on his face the entire time.

— "haaaahhh.. dontkillme." you say with a fearful tone, as he stops right infront of you and looms over you quietly. you're looking off to your right, and your heartbeat goes even faster at the sensation of his thumb finding itself on your chin, and his index finger right below your lips.

— he slowly makes you look at him, with how much time he was taking, it was almost teasingly. and the way he looked at you could've caused a HEART ATTACK. it was so full of want, like you were the most desired jewel across the galaxy, and he had you right in his fingers.

— he leans down, and you immediately stop breathing, he's so close that it's kinda scary but you're into it?? just as he's about to make contact with your lips, he chuckles to himself, pulls away and straightens himself once again. "you wanted me to kiss you, really?"

— you don't answer, but that alone speaks volumes. theres sound of chatter outside, mostly the yelling of guards, which makes blade click his tongue in annoyance.

— you're still kinda against the wall and trapped within his arms and his hand still holds onto your chin, so he pulls you surprisingly softly into a kiss, before breaking it and planting another to your forehead.

— "i hope to see you, and this time, maybe don't plan the death wishes of your guards." he says, bidding his farewell as he approaches your window. he salutes to you, blows you a kiss and disappeared into the night.

— almost as if it were staged, your guards burst into the room and immediately rush around and towards you in a defensive position, but you're not harmed nor seen with a trace of injuries or scratches across your body.

— "general? are you alright?" one of them asked, seeing you place your hands on your cheeks as clear disbelief was shining in your eyes. "i-i fear that the stelleron hunters may be here for far longer, i'll update you all if anything else happens. please leave my room, i'd like to be alone.

— once the figurative mist cleared, you walk towards your window and feel the cold breeze of midnight within your fingertips. you pull the frame to close it, before a small note falls through the cracks just as it shuts.

— it reads; "don't forget to not lock your windows.'

#✹ ִֶָ ꐑꐑ entos paw prints #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #blade x reader #blade hsr x reader

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nanawritesit · 3 months

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Skz Tattoo Artist AU Imagines! Part Two (fem!reader)

🔞 (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

Part One - SFW

TW: hooking up with professional artists (don’t be delusional irl guys lol) p in v sex with protection not specified (LK, CB, SM, IN) oral sex (H) fingering (HJ, F) masturbation play (F) nipple play/sucking (BC) girl on top (LK) doggy style (CB, SM) missionary/ mating press (IN) spanking (LK) choking (HJ) hair pulling (H) marking up (H) voice kink (F) studio sex (SM) sex in a relationship (IN) scratching (IN) praise, groping, dirty talk, pet names, making out, cursing

ngl these are kinda short, i didn’t really feel like writing full out scenarios for all eight members 💀 if you’d like to request a more detailed scenario for ONE member each, i’d be willing to accept it in the ask box :)

Bangchan:

He had somehow managed to muster up the courage to ask you out a few weeks after giving you your tattoo, thanks to your mutual friend Han’s encouragement. He decided that he wouldn’t have been able to handle seeing you with some other guy while his art was on your chest.

Speaking of which, your tattoo was fully healed by the time you went out, so you decided to show it off with a low cut top. Chan couldn’t take his eyes off of it the entire time you were out at the bar, and you decided to tease him about it once you had agreed to go back to his apartment with him.

“Are you a fan of the top?” you asked, cheekily judging him as he sat down next to you on the couch.

He chuckled, pushing his hair back and looking away in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I promise I’m not looking at your cleavage. It’s just… God, you are really rocking that tattoo.”

“Well, you have yourself to thank. You did a kickass job.” you grinned as you complimented him.

“You were the inspiration.” he suddenly blurted out. His cheeks heated up at his sudden confession.

Your lips parted as you cocked your head in question. “Really?”

He sighed, laughing at himself before explaining. “I meant, I designed it specifically for you. I thought about how it would look on you the entire time I was drawing it, so it was literally made for you. You’re the muse, so to speak.”

You blinked a few times, staring at him blankly. Without a moment’s hesitation, you leaned forward and crashed your lips against his. He quickly melted into the kiss, as if he had been preparing himself for it all night and was just waiting for the chance to fall into it. Your hands flew up to grip his shoulders, while his moved to cup your jaw. His brow furrowed as he leaned deeper into the kiss, leaning you back onto the couch. He moved to straddle your lap, biting your lip slightly as he pulled away.

Panting wildly, he studied your features affectionately, as if he was taking in a great work of art. Finally, his eyes trailed down to your chest. He sighed airily, pouting his lips open as he looked at the rose he had etched into your skin so carefully.

“Fuck, you’re absolutely gorgeous, Y/N…” he told you, his big brown eyes sparkling as he looked back into yours. He slowly brought a hand to your chest, hovering it over your breast. “Can I?”

You nodded, granting him permission to grope you. He bit his lip as he did so, watching the rose morph along his fingers and the plush of your breast. “I haven’t been able to contain myself watching you walk around with my art on you, that I put there myself…”

Without thinking, he began lifting your shirt to expose your whole chest to him, placing delicate kisses all over your bare skin. He licked your nipple a few times, then latched onto it, sucking lightly as he groped your other breast. You bucked your hips forward in arousal, bringing a hand up to his hair to grip onto it. Never before had a man made you so desperate just by sucking your titties.

Sensing he had been sucking for a while, he released your nipple from his mouth and looked back up at you with a sheepish grin. “Sorry, I just… couldn’t help myself. They looked so good.”

You responded by placing your hand at the back of his neck and pulling him back down to kiss him again, rougher and more passionately than before. Your tongue slipped into his mouth, fighting with his for dominance as he continued groping your tits.

“Chan…” you suddenly whined, pulling away from him by only a few centimeters, lips still ghosting over his.

“Yeah?” he enquired, trailing loving kisses down your neck that made you squint from the dopamine.

“I want… to…” you tried to get him to finish your sentence, tossing your head back to grant him more access to your neck.

“What do you want, baby?” he questioned cheekily, nibbling on your earlobe. “Tell me, I want to hear it.”

“Chan, please don’t tease me…” you sighed in protest.

“Oh baby, you don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.” he informed you, giggling over your frustration.. “It wouldn’t be fun if I didn’t get to give you a taste of what my longing was like.”

You chuckled in disbelief at his audacity, squinting your eyes shut and exhaling. “Okay, fine… I want you to fuck me, Chan.”

He grinned into your neck, laughing so delicately that you could barely feel his breath fanning against your skin. “Okay, my rose. It’d be my pleasure.”

Lee Know:

You squealed as he slapped your ass with his tattooed hand again, smirking up at you. He looked so fine underneath you, the red LED lights in your room glistening off his sweaty, inked up neck and piercings.

“Oh come on, I know you can take it, tough girl.” he teased you, bucking his hips up into you.

You yelped as the sudden force jolted you forward, gripping onto the pillows beneath you as your hair fell in front of your face. You never imagined he would be such a wild ride.

“Awh, you can do it, sweetheart… you took that tattoo so well, I’m sure you can handle my cock too.” he cooed, pushing your hair back for you. The softness of his touch contrasted greatly with how roughly he was fucking himself up into you.

“Minho…” you whined, leaning into his hand as he rested it against your cheek. “I’m gonna…”

“Yeah? You gonna cum for me?” he asked, biting his pierced lip. He suddenly gripped onto your hips and began guiding you up and down along his cock, mercilessly pounding into you.

“Minho!” you cried out, knuckles turning white at how hard you were gripping onto the pillows.

“I want you to cum for me, sweetheart…” he demanded, his face suddenly taking on a serious expression. “And I want you to scream. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes, Minho, yes!” you did as he asked, allowing the final string within you to snap. You were crying out his name, slurring the syllables together as your mind became clouded with pleasure.

“Yeah baby, ride it out…” he encouraged you, his hips stuttering as he was nearing his own release. “Atta girl, keep going… don’t stop…”

He grunted loudly, then messily thrusted up harshly inside of you, your already sensitive walls clenching around him for dear life. He began calling out for you just as you had done for him, his fingernails digging into your hips and leaving little red crescent moons in your skin.

Once you had both finished in unison, you collapsed against him, forgetting how sensitive the skin along your collarbone was. You hissed at the sudden contact, wincing in pain.

“Oh sweetheart, are you okay?” he asked, brushing some of your hair behind your ear. His eyes were sparkling with so much concern, you almost forgot how hard he had just demolished you.

“Oh, I’m just wonderful, Minho.”

Changbin:

When you went to your tattoo appointment this morning, you never imagined you’d be ending the night in your tatoo artists’ bedroom, straddling his lap as he made out with you and ran his large, inked hands all over your body. But come on, how were you supposed to resist the man, with his fluffy black waves, glasses, bulging arm muscles decked out in tattoos, chain, and tight black tshirt?

“Can I take this off?” he suddenly asked, pulling away momentarily. He was gripping onto the hem of your shirt, tugging at it slightly.

You nodded frantically, desperately wanting to have his lips back on yours. He whipped your shirt off over your head, glad that you hadn’t put your bra back on yet. He glanced up at the mirror facing opposite the bed, gasping slightly as he took in the wings on your back.

“God, you’re breathtaking…” he sighed, running his hands along them.

Growing impatient at his distraction, you began kissing his neck, licking and nipping at his skin. You inhaled as you placed your lips to his ear. “Changbin… I want you.”

He chuckled, roughly pulling you back by the hair to face him. “I want you too, angel…. but I also want to keep looking at those pretty little wings. Why don’t you get on your hands and knees so I can multitask?”

You smirked and nodded your head obediently, moving off of his lap to remove your shorts and panties. You then assumed the position he’d requested, arching your back as you leaned forward on your elbows.

He bit his lip at the sight of you bent over before him, patiently waiting for him to fuck you like a good little girl. He ripped his shirt off over his head, then unbuckled his belt and slid his jeans down his legs, discarding everything into a pile on the floor. He pumped his dick in his hand a few times, then got onto his knees behind you, lining himself up with your pussy.

“You ready to fly, angel?” he inquired, looking over your shoulder at you.

“Yes, please, Changbin…” you whined needily.

He smirked, then entered you inch by inch, gently thrusting forward as you adjusted to his length. You both groaned at the feeling of your pussy clamping around his dick.

“Shit, honey, you’re so tight…” he grunted, eyes rolling back in his head. Once he was completely inside of you, he brought a hand up to your hair, anchoring you in place as he took in the designs he had placed on your back. He smiled at them with pride, picking up the pace of his thrusts and gripping tightly onto your hip with his other hand. He was going to make sure you never regretted coming to him to earn your wings.

Hyunjin:

“Yeah? You like that?” Hyunjin sniggered into your ear, biting your earlobe teasingly as his fingers worked magic on your core. It had been a full week since you got your tattoo, but he still insisted that your skin was much too delicate for sex. However, being the giving man he was. he still wanted to please you after your first date, so here you were laid out on top of him, back pressed to his chest while he rubbed circles over your clit with his dominant, tatted arm.

“Hyunjin… I…” you breathed airily, not being able to process any other words. You were intoxicated by his touch, it was almost otherworldly how intuitive he was. You didn’t know a man could be so good at fingering, as most didn’t even know where the clit was.

He said nothing, and instead brought his left hand, which had previously been groping your breast, up to your throat to clamp down on it.

“Look at you, such a mess over just my fingers…” he taunted with an affectionate pout, flattening three fingers against your slit to rub quick, rhythmic circles and tease you even further. “Am I really making you feel that good?”

Hyunjin was desperate for your praise, you knew this from the very moment you told him the design he drove into your hip was perfect. You didn’t know why, but it was like a drug to him.

“Oh yes, Hyunjin… you’re so good with your fingers, I feel so damn good!” you cried out, allowing your head to fall back against his shoulder.

He grinned in accomplishment, going back to your pussy with renewed vigor. He inserted two fingers into your needy hole, then rotated his thumb up to stimulate your clit.

“Fuck, Hyunjin!” you squealed, bucking your hips forward to gain more friction off of his fingers.

“Oh, is that too much baby?” he teased, tightening his grip on your throat. “Come on, don’t you trust me?”

You were immediately reminded of how comfortable he made you feel in his tattoo studio, and how caring he was throughout the entire process. He truly was a remarkable man.

“Yes, I do… I trust you completely.” you told him, allowing yourself to succumb to the pleasure. It wasn’t long before you were finishing in his hand, slamming your hips up into it as you cried out strings of praise for him.

Smirking in triumph, he slid his fingers out of your cunt and placed them in his mouth, relishing the flavor of you.

“My god, you taste heavenly, Y/N…” he sighed, placing a soft kiss to your temple.

You smiled to yourself, and once you had caught your breath, you sat up and turned around to face him. You sunk down to where your head was hovering over his crotch, then began unbuttoning his jeans.

“Now it’s your turn.” you grinned up at him through seductive, siren eyes. You might just be his weakness, he thought to himself, but then all he could concentrate on was your mouth wrapping around his cock. God, you were going to be the death of him.

Han:

After a lengthy competition over who could flirt with the other the hardest, you found yourself sprawled out on Han’s bed as he left hickies all down your neck. It was quite comical that just this morning, you hadn’t even known what he looked like. He was just this mysterious local celebrity… and when he invited you back to his place after getting a couple drinks at a local bar, you couldn’t possibly say no.

“Han, please…” you sighed in desperation, tugging at his dark locks.

He sat up to look you in the eye, smirking in satisfaction at how easily he could work you up. “What is it, babe? After you’ve been such a little temptress all night, do you find yourself wanting more than just teasing?”

You rolled your eyes at his calling you out, yanking his hair out of annoyance. He whimpered involuntarily, making you raise an eyebrow.

“Yeah? Did you like that, pretty boy?” you inquired, the corners of your lips curling up in a sly grin.

“Shit, don’t call me that… I might lose all my self control…” he exhaled, pressing his forehead against yours as he kissed your lips. Just as the kiss was growing heated, he pulled away and looked at you with a slightly serious expression. “Listen, beautiful, it pains me to say this, but I don’t want to fuck you while that tattoo is still fresh. The friction would hurt you, and I don’t want to mess up the ink.”

You pouted, then nodded in agreement with him. “Yeah, you’re probably right. Maybe you shouldn’t have flirted with me so hard.” you smirked, pulling his hair once again.

He muttered another whimper, squinting his eyes shut at the sensation and then laughing at himself. “You know, there are other ways I could pleasure you, babe…”

You tried to contain the smile that was spreading on your face at his insinuation, and instead shrugged at him challengingly. “Well then, why don’t you show me what you’ve got, Han Jisung?”

He bit his pierced lip in a coy grin, then stood up in front of you. He suddenly grabbed your ankles and pulled you forward so that your legs were hanging off the bed. You squeaked a bit in surprise, but otherwise looked up at him with a curious gaze. He then got down on his knees and reached up under your skirt to take off your panties, tossing them over his shoulder before placing your legs atop his shoulders. Before you could even register what he was doing, he dove headfirst into your pussy, his tongue licking flat stripes up your slit to wipe up your already abundant juices.

“Holy shit, Han!” you cried out, throwing your head back in ecstasy. Your hands instinctively went back into his hair, gripping onto it for stability. He impulsively moaned into your folds, sending vibrations straight to the area you needed him most.

Finally, he flicked his tongue up to your clit, giving it little kitten licks with the tip of his tongue at first but progressing to a rhythmic circling with more pressure as you adjusted to the feeling. He had the perfect intuition for pacing, you almost wondered how he worked with his hands when he was so gifted with his tongue.

You couldn’t wait to return the favor to him and make him utter more of those gorgeous little whimpers. He really was a pretty boy, and he deserved to feel good too. He was going to have to thank Bangchan for setting the two of you up.

Felix:

“Look at me, love.” Felix’s deep voice resonated with you from across the room. He was sat in a chair while you were propped up on his bed, legs spread apart with your now healed tattooed hand playing with your pussy.

You snapped your head up, gazing into his eyes with a drunken haze. About two weeks after your tattoo session, Felix had reached out to you and asked you out. You of course agreed, and you had been seeing each other for a few weeks now. Tonight however, things had gotten significantly more heated between the two of you.

He found himself wanting to toy with you a bit. He couldn’t help himself when it came to that adorable, innocent expression on your cute little face whenever you got lost in his words, or the way your sparkly doe eyes would blink up at him as you blushed at how flustered he made you. You wanted him to fuck you so bad, but he insisted on watching you play with your pussy first.

“Don’t take your eyes off of me.” he instructed, propping his elbows on his thighs as he leaned forward in his chair.

You did as he asked, simply wanting to get to the point where he would fuck you. His voice had you in a trance as you locked your eyes onto him, beginning to circle your clit with slow, even strokes of the pads of your fingers.

“You’re so pretty like this, you know that, love?” he inquired, cocking his head to the side with a smirk. His eyes glanced down to your pussy, licking his lips in desire. When he glanced back up and saw that your eyes were still on him, he grinned proudly. “You’re such a good listener too. What a good girl.”

With his low, rumbling voice as your guide, you began to feel your release building up. Your lips parted and your breathing began quickening. You wanted to save your orgasm for his cock, but you wouldn’t dare disobey him.

He sensed your hesitation by the way you were bucking your hips forward and decided to intervene. He stood up from his chair and walked over to you quickly, holding your wrist delicately in his hand.

“That’s enough for now, love.” he smiled softly down at you, brushing some of your hair back with his other hand. “I’ll fuck you now. You’ve earned it, sweet girl.”

He removed his clothes and tossed them into a heep on the floor, noticing how your face lit up as you took in his naked form. This obviously pleased him even further, as he soon revealed a huge, hard erection.

He then pushed you back down onto the bed, crawling overtop of you. He laced his fingers with yours, holding your hand gently against the mattress.

“I told you the hands were sensitive. You can feel every touch.” he grinned, blonde hair flopping over his freckled face. You still couldn’t believe how gorgeous he was. “Are you ready for me, love?”

You placed your freehand on his inked up shoulder, donning the same intimate position you shared when he did your tattoo. “I’m ready for you, Felix.”

Seungmin:

“I told you, baby, no one’s here. You can be as loud as you want.” Seungmin grunted into your ear with a smirk.

You had previously been biting your lip to avoid moaning, but as he reminded you of the fact that you were alone, you gave in and began crying out.

“Yeah, that’s it. You sound divine.”

After Seungmin had finished your tattoo, you loved it so much that you couldn’t help but hug him. However, as you did so, you felt his rock hard erection through his sweats. Flattered, you asked him if there was anything you could do to repay him. One thing led to another, and now here you were, bent over his desk as fucked you from behind.

The large wall mirror was to your side, and as Seungmin glanced over at your reflection, he took in your tattooed ribcage.

“Man, you are rocking the fuck out of that tattoo.” he chuckled admiringly, rubbing his hands along your tender flesh. You winced, but were quickly distracted by his grip on your hips tightening as he pounded into you even harder.

“Look at yourself, you naughty thing, taking my cock so well…” he praised, gesturing with his head towards the mirror. You did as he asked, gasping at the erotic sight before you. He smirked at how well you listened to him. “So obedient, you’re such a good girl, you know that?”

He glanced down at your tits swinging back and forth, and how the plush of your ass pressed up against his hips with every thrust. God, you were a vision.

“Baby… wanna cum in you, is that okay?” he asked for permission, glancing at your face over your shoulder.

You nodded frantically, feeling your own release slowly approaching. “Do it, Seungmin. I want you to fill me up.”

His hips stuttered clumsily a few times, and then he cried out in pleasure, emptying his load inside of you. At the overwhelming full feeling, the cord inside of you snapped, and you began screaming his name through your own orgasm.

Panting wildly, he pressed his forehead to your shoulder. He chuckled to himself, then kissed your cheek. “You did so good, baby. Now, how about you let me take you home for some premium aftercare?”

I.N:

Jeongin was absolutely captivated by you. You had been going out for a month now, and you’d recently made things official. He thought everything about you was so interesting, finding himself transfixed on everything you had to say. He was absolutely smitten for you.

Tonight, your usual make out and groping session went to the next level as you felt him growing hard against your leg.

“Jeongin?” you asked, pulling away from him momentarily.

“Yes, darling?” he replied. He pressed his forehead to yours, intertwining his fingers with yours as he patiently waited to hear what you had to say.

“I just wanted you to know that…” you mumbled, mustering up your courage. You took a deep breath, then looked him in the eye. “I’m ready to take the next step if you are.”

He smiled, beginning to pepper kisses all over your face. “I am too, darling… I’m actually ready right now, if you can’t already tell.” he chuckled between kisses, pressing his hips further into yours to emphasize his erection.

You laughed along with him, then looked up at him with glimmering desire. “Will you please fuck me, Jeongin?”

It was as if you had just shoved a needle of adrenaline straight into his veins. “Well damn, how can I deny my good girl when she asked so nicely?”

After a bit of fumbling around, you were both nude before one another, and he positioned the tip of his dick at your entrance. “You ready, darling?”

You nodded, gripping onto his shoulders. “I’ve never been more ready, baby.”

He moaned airily as he entered you, already overcome with pleasure at the first inch. “Damnit, Y/N… you feel so good.” He then began thrusting forward until he bottomed out, eyes rolling back in his head at the feeling of your pussy clenching around his entire length.

“Oh my god, Jeongin…” you whimpered as he began rolling his hips into yours, setting a steady pace. It felt like his cock was made for your pussy, fitting so snugly inside of you and hitting all the right spots.

“Do you want more?” he asked, panting slightly.

You furrowed your brow in confusion, then gasped as he reached down to grab your ankles, throwing your legs up over his shoulders with his heavily tattooed arms. He kneeled overtop of you, dipping his cock down into your needy cunt.

“Fuck, Jeongin, this angle!” you cried out, hands flying up to sink your nails into the skin of his back.

He winced at the mix of pain and pleasure, picking up the tempo at the sensation. “Yeah, does that feel good, darling?”

You nodded feverishly, too overcome with ecstasy to describe it to him. “Yes, baby… I don’t think I’ll last much longer…” You dragged your nails down his back, scratching him up nice and good as if marking your territory.

“Me neither… wanna do it together?” he huffed with a suggestive smirk.

Your lips parted at the desire-inducing thought. “Oh Jeongin…”

Your hips began thrusting up to feel more of him, and he began pumping himself in and out of you over and over, gripping onto your calves to hold you down in place. You both hit your releases at the same time, just as he had predicted, crying out for each other and gripping onto one another for dear life.

He slipped out of you and grabbed a towel to clean the both of you off, then laid down next to you in a spooning position. He laughed to himself as he wrapped his arms around you, placing a delicate kiss to each butterfly behind your ear. “God, how did I get so lucky…”

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topsyturvy-turtely · 8 months

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✨The Sherlock Holmes Museum✨

221b Baker Street, London

!!! this is part 2 !!! (link to part 1, part 3)

continuation of Holmes' bedroom

above Holmes' bed hang these pictures (1). the guide didn't tell us anything specific about those.

opposite of the bed hang portraits of people (2&3). you might think they'd be from family members or friends. this is not the case with our lovely Mr. Holmes'. These portraits picture (serial? can't quite recall) murderers. They hang on Holmes' wall, because he wants to fully understand them, know how their minds work.

funfact about the woman in (4) (the guide just said "that woman over there" - there are two pictures of women tho... i assume she meant the woman that hangs higher... because her photo is bigger but i am not sure): she killed part of her family. but nobody believed a woman could do such a cruelsome act, so she was never arrested... and lived with the other part of her family until she died. (victorian sexism is almost funny ngl)

oh and my ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE PART was that SHERLOCK FREAKING HOLMES owns a TURTLE STATUE (5) and it CHILLS THERE IN HIS BEDROOM. (guys it's me. i don't know if you realize but trust me... sherlock holmes has a pet turtle/tortoise and it is me. )

now to Mrs. Hudson's room (6)

(please forgive me for the people in this picture. i felt kinda rushed and way too excited to take a better picture...)

after the living room and Holmes' bedroom (see part 1), the tour ended. imo this room is the most like a museum. it doesn't feel personal like the living room or the bedrooms (yes Dr. Watson's room will be included in the part 3), instead there were show cases and some decorations... i didn't get a picture of it all but here are my favorites. (focusing on the more personal items in this post)

oh! and if you look at (6) between that person in pink and that person in red, you see a little desk. on this desk was "Mrs. Hudson's guest book" (right underneath the window) and you could write your name in it!!! i loved that little detail! 🥰

there was a hat (7) and spinning wheel (8).

then the fireplace in victorian style with a painting above (9),

and before i move on to the more museum-like items in the next post, here is a (bad and blurry, with people in it - i am sorry 😭) wide-angle shot of the room (10) from the opposite side of (6).

this post is part 2 of a series.

-> part 1

-> part 3

(other parts will be linked once they have been uploaded)

keep reading - tag list

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sadie-bug345 · 23 days

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I love your headcanons! They’re so goofy but character accurate. Anyway I was wondering if you’d maybe do all the greasers + Cherry with a trad goth/alt s/o hcs? Thank you so much!!! 🖤🖤🖤

omg hiiii and your wish is my command‼️🥰

the greasers (+cherry baby) w trad goth / alt s/o!!

ponyboy: - the second you moved into town he was like obsessed - just cause your vibe wasn’t like anyone else’s he’d really met - so he worked up the nerve to talk to you thinking you’d like shun him (bro was fr going thru ALL the possible rejection that could happen😭) - he was like “…hi🖐️😀” and just stood there sweatin up a storm LMAO - and you’re just like “hello?🧍‍♀️” - LOVE CONNECTION INSTANT - yall are the sweetest together and pony’s wardrobe changes a little so it’s more like yours - just cause he loves the way it looks on you sm.

johnny: - your vibe fits his (and dally’s but that’s later🤫) really well - so when he first saw you his exact thoughts were like “man. she’s cool” - so my guy went thru all of ponyboys yearbooks like just trying to find out anything and everything abt you - clubs, sports, music, voted most likely to’s…you name it johnny found it cause he was too scared to approach you at first - pony walked in on him scavenging last years yearbook and was like 😐 this has gotta end my boy - so after some aggressive encouragement from dally, johnny approached you and you guys really hit it off - you guys are like the gangs power couple FOR SURE - everyone loves your style and vibe but johnny especially, duh!

sodapop: - this is definitely an opposites attract sitch - like johnny he saw you and was like “i gotta find out more” cause he had never dated anyone like you before - he probably went up to talk to you and accidentally spilled about how he knew you were in middle school band and played the clarinet but switched to the flute halfway thru seventh grade or smth😭😭🫶 - yall definitely turn heads when you guys are hanging out together - no one can deny the cuteness😔🖐️

darry: -my guy is a little more conservative when it comes to style - we know he be dressing like a divorced dad out here - BUT he noticed you around town and was def intrigued - totally starts listening to the music you like just to have a conversation starter - this boy PLANS - after a while of you guys dating you give him a lil makeover and it’s very sweet (especially cause he needed the wardrobe refresh🫢)

dally: - your vibe and his is super similar, or at least he thinks he’s as effortlessly cool as you🙄 - anyways he was fr like “now this is the kinda person i wanna know” - didn’t need any encouragement to go talk to you *cough* johnny *cough* - either way he tried to start up a convo all “smooth” or whatever and you’re just like “😳uhm anyways…” - kinda gave him the humbling he needs but you thought his unrealized awkwardness was cute - you guys are birds of a feather but he definitely loves showing you off to his friends - just cause he thinks you’re like, actually the coolest - he won’t tell you how he feels but it’s obvious.

two-bit: - this guy is so goofy - sees you from across the room and starts cracking the LOUDEST and DUMBEST jokes just to see you hopefully smile - and he’s funny so you’re like halfway cringing but also halfway dying laughing - you’re probably like “who even is this kid💀” LMAO - anyways after he saw you laugh my dude just talks your ear off - after you get a few words in about your interests and general style bro was so obsessed - he didn’t really think he’d like a girl with your style but he was wronggg - you guys have probably the most fun together out of the group ngl.

steve: - probably heard abt you from soda - LIVES for your outfits like he’s so obsessed he’s like “hmm i wonder what they’re gonna wear today” - just cause he thinks you’re so cool and unique - definitely frequents the places you usually hang out just in the hopes of “casually” running into you LMAO - you guys are super cute though like no one really expected it - which makes it so much better.

cherry: - being a cheerleader she doesn’t usually date people with your style - her exes just are kinda basic - BUT she saw you and was like “oh. so i’m like in love” - HOPELESS ROMANTIC CHERRY🫶😭 - it was like a rom com she like did an actual double take - after you guys start dating you two do everything together - you give her makeovers like all the time - it’s so sweeeeet - plus you kinda revamp her wardrobe - dw she still has THE cherry valance vibe - but she matches your outfits in the little details - matching rings, necklaces, skirts, shoes, anything.

thanks so much to the wonderful person who requested this!! my requests are always open!🧌🥰🫶

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