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a lil smth under the cut for u guys (part 3) <3

(light nsfw)

part 1 part 2

“Well, it’s not perfect, but it’s decent enough, so it’ll have to do,” James says, and Regulus it’s too busy trying to keep his breathing under control to be bothered by the other man’s words. “Relax your shoulders a little, love.” 

“Don’t,” Regulus hisses, even though he isn’t sure himself if that response is because of the nickname, or James’ touch, or James’ closeness, or something else entirely. 

“Don’t what?” James asks, sneaking a hand up and massaging one of his shoulders until both of them sag. 

“You know what.” 

“I don’t even think you know.” 

Regulus huffs loudly, and hates that he can’t argue back. 

“Show me how you do a jab,” James requests, his hands returning to Regulus’ waist after one last press on his shoulder. 

Regulus clears his throat slightly, feeling a bit flustered all of a sudden while he raises his right arm and gets ready to do what James asked. He only hesitates for a couple of seconds before doing the punch, not as confident as he’d usually be after having James criticise him so much. 

He knows he’s no expert. He isn’t even that athletic to begin with. But he still has a boxer brother, which means he’s definitely not as clueless as James is making him out to be. 

Maybe if it were someone else, Regulus would find it in himself to fight back, defend his knowledge and Sirius’ teachings. But, as it turns out, having a professional boxer watching you try to punch is an incredibly humbling experience. Especially one as mind-blowingly good as James. 

Not like Regulus would ever tell him that.

James hums. “Not bad,” he says, and really, it shouldn’t satisfy Regulus as much as it does. “It’s a bit too slow, though.” 

Regulus tilts his head back, in an attempt to look at the other man, but he barely lasts a second after realising how fucking close both of his faces are. 

His heart beats wildly in his chest. He can only hope James doesn’t notice. 

“How so?” Regulus wonders, so relieved to hear his voice sounds completely normal. 

“Jabs focus on speed over strength,” James explains calmly. “It’s a matter of overwhelming your opponent, rather than properly hurting. The punch has to be quick, and once the arm returns, it’s gotta go up, protect your face. Like this.”

He grabs one of Regulus’ arms gently, moving it forward and then back very slowly, to demonstrate how to do it, and then fast, jostling Regulus’ whole body with it. 

“See?” James murmurs, and he could swear that his tone has gone lower. “You don’t have to worry about being strong enough. It’s all about speed.”

“Okay,” Regulus replies with a tiny nod, doing his best to concentrate on what James is seeing, and not on all of the points where they’re touching. Or on how close James is. Or how nice he smells, despite all the sweat—maybe even because of it. “I think I get it.” 

“Yeah? Wanna try again on your own?”

Part of Regulus wants to snark back, argue that it’s only a stupid jab and James is just being picky because he’s a professional boxer and it’s not like there’s an actual science to throwing a punch. But having James holding onto his waist must be clouding his mind, because he just gives another nod, and does his best to replicate James’ movement and speed. 

“Yeah, that’s it,” James breathes out, and Regulus can almost hear his smile. “Very good, love. You’re a natural.”

“Oh, I’m a natural now?” Regulus huffs out, but it comes out more teasing than irritated. 

“Or maybe you just have a great teacher,” James adds playfully, accompanied by a squeeze on his hips. 

“You’re right, Sirius is pretty great,” Regulus responds with a shrug, relishing in the way James clicks his tongue. 

“But I’m better.”

“In your dreams, Potter.”

“Wait, what happened to ‘James’?”

Regulus feels heat rushing to his cheeks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

James chuckles way too close to Regulus’ ear, and his breath hits the side of his neck, goosebumps breaking all over his skin. Regulus has to swallow a very embarrassing and very needy sound before it makes it past his lips.

“C’mon, love, we were getting along so nicely. Don’t try to ruin it now.”

“You’ve finally lost it,” Regulus states, trying to laugh the whole thing off. It probably doesn’t work, though, considering how unstable he sounds. “There’s not a single universe in which you and I get along, Potter.”

“Liar,” James whispers. “I’m growing on you.”

“Whatever gave me away?” Regulus grumbles, sarcasm dripping from his words.

“The fact that you’re letting me touch you,” James murmurs, voice smooth and silky, feeling like a caress. “How you keep leaning against my contact, and catching yourself at the last second.”

Regulus’ breath hitches. “That’s—” 

“The way you’re not even arguing with me anymore. Not really,” James continues, unrelenting, his lips grazing Regulus’ earlobe and making his eyes flutter shut. “If anything, I’d even dare to say you’re flirting.”

“You’re delusional,” Regulus spits, too breathless to sound as furious as he’d like to. “The fucking audacity—”

“And,” James cuts him off, tone so frustratingly smug, “I bet you’re aching between those pretty legs of yours.” 

Regulus lets out an embarrassed noise, barely suppressing the urge to press his thighs together. 

“No,” he croaks out, shaking his head a little and face burning. 

“No?” James mocks him, pressing his smirk behind Regulus’ ear. “Shall we check?” 

One of James’ hands moves slowly, sliding from its place on Regulus’ waist to rest under his navel, fingers playfully caressing his waistband. 

Regulus hates how that mere touch is enough to turn his mind into static. To make his heart stutter in his chest, and the mess in his underwear almost unbearable.

“Potter—”

“No.”

Regulus’ eyebrows shoot up, and before he has the chance to ask, he feels James’ teeth at the side of his neck, nipping teasingly and dragging a fucking whimper out of him.

“What—?!” he begins, completely red in the face and attempting to move away from the other man for the first time since he allowed his touch.

James holds him tighter, bites down harder. “Behave, Regulus, or I’ll fucking make you.” 

Regulus doesn’t listen, despite how the tone of James’ voice makes him tremble like a leaf. He keeps resisting, an outraged sound leaving his mouth while his body betrays him and becomes even wetter. 

“Oh, you don’t get to play the clueless card on me,” James murmurs, his teeth giving way to a devilish tongue that turns Regulus soft and pliant, his attempts at freeing himself growing sloppy, lazy. “I always do my best to be patient, to respect your boundaries and control myself, but you’ve been a damn tease all afternoon, and I’m fucking done.” 

“What the fuck are you even—” 

“Enough,” James growls back, and it’s so commanding Regulus’ mouth snaps shut with a clack. 

There’s a beat of silence, and then James is laughing under his breath. “Good boy.”

It’s filled with mockery, bordering on mean, and yet, it still makes Regulus moan like a fucking bitch in heat, eyes rolling to the back of his skull and body going completely boneless. 

“Fuck,” James whispers, a mix between awed and devastated. “I should’ve known. I should’ve fucking known. Is that what does it for you, baby? You wanna be my good boy?”

Baby. 

Baby. 

Baby. 

Regulus moans again, even though it’s weaker this time, but he still shakes his head, or tries to at least, holding onto the last traces of sanity and refusing to let James win whatever twisted game they’re playing. 

“C’mon, you were doing so well,” James mumbles, tongue licking up the side of his neck. “And you can’t fool me anymore. Not like you ever did, but still. I know you wanna be good for me, baby. Know you wanna please me, let me use you in whatever way I see fit.”

He tries to shake his head once more, but somehow, his brain gets the order wrong and Regulus ends up nodding instead. 

“That’s right,” James coos, dropping a kiss on his skin, long and lingering. “Now, say my name, Regulus.” 

“James,” he gasps almost against his will, mouth moving before his mind can catch up. 

The other man groans and then attaches his lips to his throat immediately after, tongue pressing down as he sucks, the sting feeling absolutely heavenly. 

Regulus tilts his head to the side to give James more space, eyes hooded and limbs heavy, back coming to rest against James’ chest. 

“James,” he says again, without being prompted this time and the word almost sounding like a whine. 

“Fuck, you’re driving me insane,” James hisses against his neck, peppering the skin with open-mouthed kisses, his tongue and teeth mapping out Regulus’ skin. “You don’t understand how long I’ve been dying to do this.”

Regulus whimpers, hands moving on their own volition and reaching behind him until they bury themselves into James’ messy locks. He pulls, a bit harsher than intended, but before Regulus can manage to apologise, James is moaning loudly, the vibrations on his skin making him shiver. 

He pulls again, and James bites down on his throat hard enough to leave a mark. Regulus doesn’t have it in himself to reprimand him, or to tell him to stop. His brain is unable to focus on anything that isn’t James’ mouth working down his neck. 

“We could’ve been doing this ages ago if you weren’t so fucking stubborn,” James sighs, lips caressing his exposed shoulder and dragging another obscene noise out of Regulus. “I knew you wanted it. I knew you wanted me.”

“James—” Regulus pants, apparently unable to speak anything else apart from the other man’s name. 

It’s kind of embarrassing, how pliant a couple of kisses and a few dirty comments can make him. Regulus isn’t usually this easy, especially not in bed; he likes having a modicum of control, always ready to remind his partner that he doesn’t enjoy being bossed around. But, and as much as he hates to admit it, James knows what he’s doing. 

Although, maybe it’s not even a matter of skills. Maybe it’s simply that it’s James, and despite how much he’s tried to deny it, he’s been desperate for him almost since the moment he laid eyes on him. 

“God, baby, you taste divine,” James grunts, sucking on his collarbone almost at the same time that his fingers dip into Regulus’ waistband. They don’t get very far, and it’s more of a playful contact than anything else, but his breath still hitches. “Can’t wait to put my mouth between your legs.”

Regulus makes a keening sound, hips twitching, and James chuckles cruelly against his shoulder.

“You’d let me, right, baby?” James goes on, the hand that had slipped inside the basketball shorts changing its course and travelling up up up, until they’re caressing Regulus’ chest, following the shape of his scars. “There’s no point in pretending you’re not fucking gagging for it at this point. Just look at you. Look at you. I bet you could come from this. From me marking you up while I whisper in your ear.”

“N-no,” Regulus huffs, blinking furiously and doing his best to break out of his daze. “You’re too—too full of yourself. This isn’t enough, it could never be, and I—”

“Not enough?” James questions, stopping his ministrations. Regulus bites his tongue to stop the protest at the tip of his tongue. “Is this your way of asking for more, baby? Because you’re gonna have to do better than that. I don’t listen to brats.” 

Regulus wishes he could scoff, elbow James in the stomach so his touches stop clouding his mind and tell him to fuck off. Maybe even show him how well he can throw a stupid punch. 

But his body isn’t listening to his mind. It doesn’t care about what Regulus truly wants. Or what he’s been telling himself he wants, at least.

That’s why when he parts his lips, none of the curses he’s been preparing come out. Instead, there’s only need and lust. “Please,” he whimpers, closing his eyes tight momentarily. “Please, James, I—I just—”

James shushes him gently while circling a nipple, Regulus’ toes curling inside his toes and cunt clenching around nothing. “Oh, baby. It’s okay. I’m gonna take care of you so well. Give you exactly what you need.”

“Yeah,” Regulus exhales, hands spasming around James’ curls. “Please.” 

“Gonna let me fuck you, baby? Let me finger you nice and open, so you can get ready for my cock?” 

Regulus moans and nods and thrashes around, one of his hands slipping from James’ hair just so he can grab one of James' by its wrist, pushing his arm downwards and hoping to get some relief where he truly needs it. 

James stops right before he reaches his waistband, a cocky grin curving against Regulus’ skin. 

“Well, well,” James breathes. “Aren’t you a needy little thing.” 

“C’mon,” Regulus complains, uncaring of how childish he sounds. He feels too fucking drunk on everything James to be able to think about anything else apart from getting off.

James laughs again, because he’s mean like that, and Regulus can already feel some tears prickling at his eyes out of frustration.

“You have to tell me what you want, Regulus,” James says, and his voice is so damn casual it actually hurts. “This won’t work otherwise.” 

There’s no this, Regulus wants to snap back, but then James is pressing nearer, until Regulus can feel the outline of his hard cock against his ass. It makes him gasp and push back against it, really pleased by the little hiss James lets out at the pressure.

“See what you do to me, baby?” James whispers, dragging his lips over his shoulders, the side of his throat, behind his ear. “We barely did anything, and yet I’m so fucking hard it’s actually painful. You’ve no idea of how many times I’ve jerked myself off to the thought of you. Wishing it was your hand instead. Your mouth. The inside of your cunt.” 

Regulus’ knees shake, a mewl escaping his parted lips, and James’ grip on him turns even stronger. 

“I bet you’ll feel all tight and warm around me,” James goes on, tone husky, words dripping with so much desire it makes Regulus light-headed. “Make the sweetest sounds, too. I used to think you were too uptight and that I needed to fuck the stubborness out of you, but it turns out that you’re real fucking dirty, baby. Grinding back against my cock and opening your legs the moment I praised you a little. Oh, if they could see you now, baby. Big bad scary Regulus Black. Reduced to a pathetic, whimpering mess.”

“Shut up,” Regulus grits out, but he doesn’t stop rubbing his ass on James’ cock, or pulling at James’ wrist insistently, in an attempt to get his hand inside his pants. “You’re all bark and no bite. Spent all these months telling me everything you wanted to do to me, and now that I finally give you a chance, you’re only teasing and babbling in my ear.” 

“Good try, baby, but you should know by now that that attitude of yours only turns me on.” 

“Yeah? Then how come you’re not fucking me yet, huh?” 

James’ other hand, the one that hasn’t stopped gripping Regulus’ waist for a single second, lets go and climbs up, taking a hold of Regulus’ chin. James uses it to tilt his head back, forcing their gazes to meet, and Regulus despises how he feels himself get slicker at the flash of danger on James’ gaze, the sharpness of his smirk. 

“God, the mouth you have on you, baby.” James cocks his head to the side, considering, and he grips his chin even tighter. “So fucking filthy. And so pretty when you beg.” 

“I don’t beg,” Regulus murmurs back, aware that it’s a lie. He still narrows his eyes when James barks out a laugh. 

“Yes, you do. You already have. And you will do so again, if you want to come.” 

“I don’t need you for that. I can just—just walk out of here, leave you hanging and get off all by myself—”

“No, you can’t. I’m sure you’ve also jerked off while thinking of me, right, baby? All that tension, all that repression, I know it took its toll. Did you finger yourself slow and deep as soon as you got home after our interviews? Came with my name in your mouth?”

Regulus only glares at him, not even trying to defend himself. What’s the point, when James can see right through him? Lying won’t do him any favours. 

“You did,” James states, ridiculously pleased with himself. “You’re not gonna go and waste this chance over your wounded pride, baby. Argue all you want, but we both know you’re not going anywhere. Not when you’re practically drooling at the thought of taking my cock.”

“Don’t act like you don’t want it as much, if not more, than I do,” Regulus grumbles. 

James shrugs, leaning forward and forcing Regulus to do the same. Until their noses are grazing each other, breaths intermingling. 

“Never said otherwise,” he retorts with ease. 

“Then what the fuck are you playing at?”

“Nothing, really. Just waiting for you to tell me what you want. I’ll give it to you, baby, I swear. You just gotta ask.” 

Regulus purses his lips, but James does sound sincere, and at this point, it’s not like he has anything else to lose. It’s too late to try and save face, and his dignity, or whatever was left of it, took its leave the moment he allowed James to get this close. 

Besides, he wants this. He wants James. Has done so for a while, probably since the very beginning, and not even he has this much self-restraint.

“Fuck me,” Regulus says in a soft exhale, watching the way James’ pupils eat at his irises. “Please, James, fuck me. I need you inside me, it’s—fucking unbearable, really, and I’m gonna lose it if you don’t—”

“Yes,” James gasps out, nodding fast, moves turning erratic as he finally slips his hand under the shorts, under Regulus’ briefs. “Yes. Of course, baby, anything you want, I’m—shit, you’re so—let me just—”

His fingers rub at his clit playfully, pulling a moan out of Regulus, before they continue their path down, until they’re running through slick curls, teasing at his entrance and marvelling at the wetness they find there. 

“Fuck, baby, you’re fucking dripping,” James whispers in wonder. Regulus can only whimper, pushing against his eager hand. “And it’s for me. All for me. Fucking hell, just—come here—”

It’s when James tilts his head up, clearly wanting to kiss him, that Regulus finally manages to go back to himself. That Regulus remembers where he is, what he’s doing, who he’s doing it with. 

Reality hits him with such harshness that the ground seems to tilt under his feet, leaving him breathless, and dizzy, and having to swallow down a wave of nausea. 

What the actual fuck is wrong with him? 

“Wait,” he squeals, James’ mouth already touching his. “Wait.” 

To the other man’s credit, he does stop immediately at Regulus’ words, pulling back and fingers freezing where they were exploring at his cunt’s entrance. 

Regulus takes a gulp of air, heart rumbling loudly inside his head, his brain screaming at him to get a fucking grip. 

“Reg?” James calls him, a worried frown twisting his features while his eyes roam all over his face. “Baby, you okay?”

“Don’t—” Regulus wheezes out, clawing at James’ arm until he gets the hint and takes it out of his pants. He can’t think with those thick, calloused fingers resting on his cunt. “We can’t do this. It’s—no, James, just—no.”

Something pained flashes in James’ gaze, before it disappears, being substituted by a harshness Regulus has to look away from. “Regulus—”

“No,” he repeats, a lot firmer this time. “I’m not—I can’t, James. I’m sorry, I really am, but I just can’t.”

Regulus doesn’t stick around to hear James’ response, or watch his reaction. He moves away from him, legs shaky but still managing to support his weight, and he exits the ring without daring to glance back.

#AND FINALLY #ITS DONE #god i cant believe this silly scene ended up being so long #especially when i wrote it . without actually making an effort . since it's just a snippy and i was simply having fun #but i guess i should've expected it #anyways hope u guys enjoy!! #and that the wait was worth it!! #if u see any mistakes or something that doesn't make much sense #no u didn't #it's almost 4am and im knackered #be gentle with me etc #going to sleep NOW #boxer james agenda

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HEADCANONS & love and deepspace boys♡

warning : f!reader, just pure fluff, anyone can read. ☆

words count : 2652.

characters : rafayel, zayne, xavier, caleb.

stefie : hi! sorry if i have mistakes : ( hope u like it!

rafayel !

the most playful little guy in the world! will literally do anything you want just to see your wonderful smile and hear your beautiful laugh! he is truly willing to go to great lengths, it makes no difference to him what exactly.

he will stare at you all the time, just because he likes it so much and you can't do anything about it, he is fascinated by you and he wants to watch your beauty at any moment. you are the truest angel for him, how should he get away from you? that's right, he doesn't.

he loves to stroke your cheeks with the pad of his thumb and look into your gaze, he tries to find something there but love and care for him.

like a ritual for a happy day - kissing your eyes and pressing his nose against yours and trying to make your breathing the same.

the boy literally wants to become one with you. to become your heart, air and soul (in the best and most adequate sense). and he doesn't want to let you go anywhere else, rafael is afraid that someday you might find someone better, though he guffaws about it, but will you find someone more perfect than him? no.

he's a very gentle kisser! he has such soft lips that you just want to kiss every second, and he can't help himself when he sees you and immediately tries to snuggle up to your sweet lips, makes a very hurt look if you don't kiss him, makes his trademark pouty face and waits for your apology. he's such a meow.

but also, he loves to cuddle! i'm sure that he is very warm and can warm you up at any moment if you ask, and you don't have to ask, he will realize it himself! because he is sticking to you 25/8 to share this warm energy and his love with you, gently stroking you with his palm and leaving air kisses all over your body, you will not be able to resist him 110%.

he likes to just lie next to you and talk about anything or be silent, rafayel doesn't care, the main thing is that you are close and safe next to him.

i think he gets jealous sometimes. you are his treasure and his most important love, he trusts you all his life, but raf can't trust other men when they look at you as their prey. He'd rather spend the night in the police station than let one of those idiots touch you, i mean it.

if you sleep next to him, there's a 100% chance rafael is sleeping on top of you, and you're trying to get out of his grip and he's squeezing harder.

he will never raise his voice at you, and if he does, it will be by accident. he'll be on his knees begging you to forgive him and not leave him. will apologize for another ten years to let you know that he's really sorry and he'll never do it again, because he loves you infinitely more.

you're his biggest muse and his only muse. he'll make an exhibition of paintings with only you in them. you. rafayel wants people to know who helped him achieve such a beautiful inspiration, he tried as hard as he could, he painted his paintings daily and didn't miss a single second, he spent a lot of time but it was worth it, because you were crazy about the paintings! smiled, laughed and cried so hard with love for him, it broke rafayel's heart. this is his number one exhibition and the one where he captured his life, his air and his one and only love.

his love languages are spending time together and physical contact! he wants to hold you close and not let you go, kiss or touch you in every way possible, warm you and love you with his love and he is endlessly happy when you spend time with him like this, play with his hair and draw with him, raf will be over the moon!

will call you baby and his love absolutely always! because it's true. once you get into a relationship, he'll already use nicknames, he doesn't care, you're his favorite and that's it. 💅

zayne !

zayne is the most protective type of guy! he always wants to know that you're okay and you don't have any problems, and if you do, please tell him and he'll drop everything to rush over to you and protect you, help you and make you happy. it might have something to do with his profession, but either way, zayne just loves you beyond belief and wouldn't get over the moment if something happened to you.

already he wants to live together with you and come to your house, hugging you around the waist and kissing your shoulder. he wants to feel your warmth and let go of all the problems, bad moods and anger just by being near you and inhaling your scent.

he doesn't care if you work or not, he will pay for you everywhere and that's the truth! zayne wants to give you everything in this world, to make you happy and look at things while remembering your favorite guy, it will warm zayne's heart more than anything!

the most gentle and careful boy! sweetly holding your waist and stroking you a little while he listens with a smile on his face as you tell him something, he is so in love with you :( this may sound selfish, but zayne doesn't care who you are sitting with, he only wants to listen to you and look at you.

he has the most wonderful kisses. zayne kisses you with all the passion he has set aside for such a wonderful and intimate moment between you, he takes his time with you. gently he settles his hands on your cheeks and brushes his hands against your plump lips, savoring such a wonderful taste of love between you, trying to pull away every now and then so you can breathe a little, but he just can't, he wants to kiss you every second and never let go of those beautiful lips. will probably bite you a little if he's in a playful mood so he can kiss those spots on your lips afterward. 🫢

if we're talking about cuddling, it's one of zayne's favorite things to do. as much as he loves kissing you, feeling your warmth is so much more important to him. he can feel your pulse beating out his name and he smiles like a cat. just feeling you near gives him the best hope in the world and the fact that he's willing to fight every day just to keep you warm.

if you sleep next to him, zayne holds you very gently and sniffles softly in your ears. only with you can he sleep so soundly that he probably won't hear alarm clocks, he'll be late, but he'll kiss you and tell you how glad he is to have you in his life.

he'll text you throughout the day to see how you're feeling and if you want to visit him, and if zayne is more or less free, he'll have lunch with you!

he's not the jealous type. zaynehas confidence in you and in the fact that you'll never hurt him - that's enough. and if anyone starts thinking he has a chance with you, clearly he'll fly off to another galaxy.

he might come in upset from work sometimes and start ignoring you, just because he doesn't want to snap and say rude words in your direction, because he knows you don't deserve that. Kiss him on the forehead and tell him how much you love him - zayne will definitely cry and lay on your chest while you gently stroke his hair. he's such a baby.

his love languages are words and actions! i'm 100% sure of it. zayne shows his love for you through actions and doesn't mind telling the world about his endless love for just you. ( he's already planning to marry you and picking out a ring, hehe.)

will call you angel and baby! the cutest nicknames and only for you. he calls you that everywhere he goes and doesn't care about the stares of the people around him. you have the sweetest love! 🥺

xavier !

the smallest baby of all! literally the embodiment of love, sunshine and all that is purest. xavier has the most tender feelings for you, which he kept especially for you, protecting them from stares and dirty hands, just so you could see what a beautiful love he has for you.

i also think he's one of the most romantic guys. He thinks out every date so that you will definitely like it, makes a plan and then goes to you to ask for your opinion, the only one he will listen to. 🫢

but also, he'll also be happy to just sit at home with you, talking about different topics and cuddling until the wee hours of the morning on the couch while some movie is playing in the background. xavier will look at you with a look full of love, you lit a spark in him and only thanks to you it is always with him.

despite the fact that xavier seems too sweet and kind, he also has his dark side as a hunter, he will not be afraid to stand up for you at any moment, no matter what they do to him - he doesn't care. after all, you trusted him and trusted your heart, now he will always protect you from the evil in this world. you deserve nothing but heaven and all the beautiful things in it.

i would say xavier is the type of guy who loves hugs much more than kisses, just feeling your heartbeat and breathing - makes him happier than ever. him holding you close and stroking you with his palm while his other hand goes through your hair is something much more than just love, it's a special intimacy, keep it.

speaking of kissing though, xavier loves kissing your cheeks and hands! his most favorite places and the ones he once kissed for the first time, they are precious to him and so he dare not leave them without his special love. his lips are VERY soft, even too soft! the ones you want to kiss every second of the day. 😭 before nestling his lips on yours, xavier runs his finger along your cheeks and is sure to whisper sweet words, im sure!

i think he's jealous, sometimes too jealous. he's just afraid you'll leave him or find someone better. ☹️ seriously, the boy is ready to fight for you with anyone, just so you can feel his endless love. but don't worry, he will never blame you or fight with you, xavier is beyond that, he will just get over it and come running to you for a cuddle afterward!

and based on that, xavier is not a fan of fighting, just like the rest of the guys. he is a sweet baby and wants you to have a loving relationship with him and no aggression.

xavier loves to sleep next to you, because it's so peaceful and he knows that you are absolutely fine. covering you with his warm blanket and pulling you even closer to him! trying to put you together like a puzzle and kisses you softly behind your ear and then kisses your neck to let you know that xavier is there for you and always will be.

he will cook for you! even if he doesn't know how to cook, he will learn how to cook so that he can delight you every day with his masterpieces and see your smile after his incredibly tasty dishes.

like i said before, xavier is the most tactile baby of all, so his primary love language is physical contact! he loves snuggling with you, he loves cuddling, he loves stroking you, he loves when you sit on his lap, he loves when you braid his hair, he is just crazy about the way your bodies interact and the warmth you give each other. and another love language is support! you are his best and most loyal friend, he will trust you with all his secrets and more. xavier also wants to be your source of energy for the whole day, support you when you are in a bad mood and want to cry, or when you want to be alone, but he will still check in on you from time to time to make sure you are okay.

calling you all kinds of cute nicknames! he has no favorites, to him you are a baby, toddler, baby girl, little girl, princess, kitten, bear and everything in between. he is too sweet and wants you to know how beautiful you are in his eyes and what a gorgeous girl you are!

caleb !

my baby caleb! the most favorite of all and the one I myself would do anything for and protect him from any evil. 🥺 he has got all types of softie guys in him and is loving, and protective, and sweet, and hot! he is literally everything, i can say you won the lottery if you accepted his love, because caleb will give you the ultimate paradise with soft clouds, heartfelt confessions and with your most favorite fruits! my boy is the most loving and so he will do the best for his angel.

plus, he is the ultimate jokester! when caleb is around you, he always tries to make a joke somehow to make you smile sunny and then tickle you and hear your laughter that will make caleb himself laugh to tears.

caleb just walks up to you and rests his head on top of yours and follows you around like a lost child. 😭 i swear, if you walk downtown together, he'll probably cling to you so he doesn't lose sight of you (he's afraid of losing you.)

he also loves to eat and so he always wants to take you to different places he likes and treat you to something yummy for how well you did! (even if you didn't do anything.)

he's not jealous at all because he's confident in your relationship and won't let anyone ruin it. your harmony and your love is far above anything in his life, he is ready to keep it in his soul forever and even in death he will love you with his tender love. even if caleb notices someone trying to hit on you, he knows that person will get nothing, because you are only loyal to your gorgeous boyfriend and no one else. he will also make sure to stand up for you and tell the person to go elsewhere and leave you alone.

will introduce you to his grandmother without fail! he loves you both dearly and is confident that you will get along and find common ground, making caleb the happiest guy on this planet!

and how he loves to kiss you! very hard, but at the same time too tender! for caleb, all of you, beautiful and wonderful, all the parts of your body that he wants to kiss and give all his love! he presses his palms to your face and gazes into your eyes, mentally asking for your permission and only then does he kiss you, not allowing you to inhale and continuing to kiss you as his hands travel up and down your body. it's like you're the only thing alive to him in this world, and even though you are. 🫢

he has the tightest hugs and that's a fact. a hug that brings you back to the brightest place and protects you from every evil in this world while caleb quietly sings your favorite song to you, bringing tears to your eyes. he loves cuddling on your bed where he immediately and falls asleep on your chest.

he loves sleeping with you and waking up with you, as he feels your breath on his skin and smiles again, kissing your face and thinking he wants to wake up like that for the rest of his life. most likely he will sleep on top of you. 🫠 but no one minds because caleb is very warm and will replace any blanket for you!

never quarrels with you and doesn't care what others say. he listens to you and takes your side and then is completely calm to make his point. caleb cherishes you incredibly much and doesn't want to fight about anything, it's useless and too sad, and our baby boy always wants to make you happy.

so, love languages, what are his? most likely the most standard set of love: words, actions, support, and time together. that's what makes caleb happy and you don't have to pick one thing. he speaks many words of love that are absolutely true. always hugs you and kisses you at every moment to see the dimples on your cheeks. supports you in your toughest moments, tears you up when you're sad. and to top it all off, spends almost all of his time with you and wants to capture all the highlights of your life.

he calls you his baby girl and princess! after all, you deserve it. let's just say he's been calling you nicknames since day one of your relationship, he doesn't care. 😭 caleb loves it when you get embarrassed and try to look away, but he catches your chin with his finger and turns you around for a kiss gently purring "baby girl."

#— [ stefie ] 💘🫧🔮 #love and deepspace #love and deepspace fluff #love and deepspace rafayel #love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace x you #love and deepspace xavier #love and deepspace zayne #rafayel love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace #caleb love and deepspace #love and deepspace caleb #xavier x reader #rafayel x reader #zayne x reader #caleb x reader

[bovineblogger]

I wanna tell u about the Brazilian oxen, pretty important characters to Brazil folklore :D

it's gonna be something quick and superficial bc I don't know much about them and at this point we enjoy more for the festivals, it seems. but anyway

starting with the famous Garantido and Caprichoso (Guaranteed and Capricious in free translation). they both are rivals and it's a big festival in the north of the country (it happens in Parintins, more specifically). like, it's a three nights party dedicated only for them.

idk why they are rivals but you just essentially choose a party and stay loyal to it tho. like, it's a serious thing fr. the whole city is divided and it seems that if you go dressed to the festivals dressed in one colour but go for the other ox, you can be booed or even kicked out of the arena (yes!! they have an arena!!)

Capricious is the black and blue ox with a star and Guaranteed is the white and red with the heart. it seems capricous is bc he's pretty and guaranteed bc the owner made a promise. I could be wrong.

they also make songs about these oxen

the second one I know more bc I met him and it's story in my school. this ox is also more talked about in the north and northeast. is Bumba-meu-boi or Boi Bumbá (bumba-my-ox/bumbá ox in free translation. I assume bumba has no meaning, it just rhymes with boi).

as you can see, he doesn't have a specific pattern, is just a pretty black ox (tho I just saw some pictures of him in white? I told u idk much lol)

his folklore, in resume, there was a pregnant woman that wanted ox tongue. she asked her husband for it and he went after the prettiest ox and killed him because of it. the owner of the ox did not enjoyed that and the couple got in trouble and to make it up, they resurrected the ox. the owner got so pleased that he threw a party after it.

it also seems that he's related to the above oxen?? idk how, idk why. Brazilian folklore it seems that things just happen here. fuck the origins lol but it does make sense since they're three ox and two of them are black

the north oxen idk much about bc I don't live in the north so if someone has more knowledge on these oxen or just live there, I would be very thankful for any mistake I made that was corrected.

OH MY GD THIS IS THE GREATEST THING IN THE WORLD IVE NEVER HEARD ANY OF THIS!!!! im going to cry this is so beautiful. i have to see for myself some day, brazil has been on my bucket list for so long!!!!!!! what a beautiful culture, what lovely cows, im so glad im alive

#asks

[nishirikixo]

Can I pls request a fic where Sunghoon comes home from practice and he’s already been having such a bad day and then reader says something small but because he’s already upset she makes him cry and she’s rlly confused why he’s having such a strong reaction when he’s not usually the type to. Then she suggests they go for a walk to the park and he opens up to her and they talk things through

this is such a sweet idea I'd love to write it 🥹 thank you for requesting ♡

The Cure

pairings: idol!bf!sunghoon × reader

warnings: nothing really, besides a few kisses (if u see any mistakes please let me know!)

Sorry that this is isn't very long, I'm not the best at writing soft yet and the ending is kinda cheesy lol but I hope you like this 🫶

Sunghoon never liked to show his emotions in front of you. He didn't want you to think he was weak or think any less of him. You of course, wouldn't ever cross the thought. You loved Sunghoon and if he ever opened up to you in any way you'd do your best to comfort him and support him.

When he arrived home from practice you didn't greet him like you normally do. You had your headphones in while you were folding laundry in your bedroom so you didn't hear him open the front door. He was slightly upset by that but he knew it wasn't intentional so he brushed it off. Sunghoon just really wanted to see you right now, he got into an argument with some of his members over a part in their choreography and they left without resolving it. He also had some articles about him with rumors from before his debut and even though it was obvious to anyone that they werent true, the stress was really eating away at him.

He walked into the room seeing you humming and folding laundry, "Yah, Y/n, I'm home" He tapped your shoulder causing you to jump, "What the- you scared me! Knock on the door next time, don't sneak up on me like a ghost!"

He doesn't know what it was, maybe the volume or tone of your voice, maybe the way you were startled when he touched you, or maybe just that he couldn't take it anymore and this was bound to happen. He broke down in front of you for the first time, a waterfall of tears streaming down his face.

"Hoonie- I- I'm sorry-" You weren't sure what you did that was so upsetting it made him cry, but you wanted to fix whatever it was, seeing him like this broke your heart. You hugged him, letting him cry into your shoulder, rubbing his back softly.

You both stayed like that for a moment until he squeezed you in a tight hug before letting go. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to be like that.." You grabbed his hand in yours, "Don't be sorry, it's okay to cry. But... was it something I said..?" He shook his head rapidly, squeezing your hand in both of his, "No, no, no, baby it wasn't you at all." You felt relieved that it wasn't you who'd upset him, but what could've happened that hurt him so much?

"What happened then, Hoon?" He really wanted to tell you. He trusted you more than anyone else, but he felt awkward talking about himself in that way. His lips downturned in a small frown. "Well.. it was... theres just.." You didn't want to push him with something he wasn't ready to talk about, so you thought it would be better to just help him get his mind off of it instead.

"Don't worry Hoon, it's okay. You don't have to tell me if you can't," You caressed his cheek, softly smiling at him, "why don't we go for a walk? Just to get some fresh air, it might help." Sunghoon still felt guilty, not wanting to make it seem like he didn't trust you, but he agreed to go with you since fresh air sounded like a good idea.

The two of you walked together hand in hand down the sweetly lit pathway of the park. A comfortable silence had fallen over you both, you appreciated each others presence and it left a sense of peace. Occasionally one of you would point out something that caught your eye or reminded you of something and you'd share a sweet laugh together.

After about 30 minutes of walking Sunghoon stopped you both abruptly. "Y/n..." You looked up at him, seeing that sorrowful gaze from before appear on his face. "Hoon..?"

He pulled you with him to a nearby bench, sitting down on it and motioning for you to sit with him. You opted for crouching on the floor in front of him instead, you always preffered to be face to face with people when talking with them. You held his hands in yours again as you watched him gather his thoughts.

"Today... I had a hard time with the other members," Sunghoon paused as if waiting to see your reaction to him being more emotional around you, you gave his hand a reassuring squeeze letting him know he was perfectly fine to continue. "There was a big disagreement, they were all against me and I felt terrible. I love them all and I don't want them to be mad at me but I couldn't help it, I got angry and we were all yelling and..."

His head lowered and a few tears dripped onto your hands, followed by small sniffles. You balanced on your heels, lifting yourself slightly to embrace him like before, letting his head rest on your shoulder and leaving yours in the crook of his neck. You placed soft kisses there, his arms reached around to hold you. "I'm sorry this made you feel so upset, Hoon. I know you love them, I know they love you too."

"What if they can't forgive me. Or what if they can't treat me the same after." His sobs tore you to pieces. You hated to see him in so much pain, "They will forgive you, it'll be like nothing ever happened. Just make sure you guys clear everything up and I promise it'll be okay." You stroked the back of his head, brushing your fingers through his soft straight hair. "Is there anything else on your mind?" He softly hummed and you felt him nod his head.

"There's also... some rumors about me... saying I bullied my classmates from before I was an idol, I would never do that though. I know no one believes it but it gets to me, Y/n." He felt the anxiety in him lessen the more he opened up to you. He always had his fears that it would be negative but it was clear your view of him didn't change and it didn't make him feel low, it relieved some of his stress. "It makes sense that it would bother you, anyone would be bothered. I'm upset hearing about it too, you're the kindest person I know. My sweet Hoon."

If it was possible that his love for you could grow, it had tonight. Within seconds his lips were on yours in a soft tender kiss. It was slow and passionate and you could feel every word he wanted to express through that kiss. Thank you. I love you. I need you here with me. To him, you are the cure for everything.

In one swift movement he lifted you from the ground and onto his lap. You gasped in shock, throwing a playful slap to his chest. You both shared a laugh and a few more sweet kisses. You sat together for a little while longer at the park, enjoying the beautiful night before heading in.

You could feel a difference in Sunghoon after that. He carried himself more confidently than he had earlier in the day, closer to his usual self. It relieved you so much to know that he was feeling better and that he was comfortable being vulnerable around you. He too was proud of himself for putting his feelings out there and it gave him the strength to work things out with his members in the morning.

With one last kiss, you bid each other good night. He held you in his arms in a way that would seem as if he'd never be able to see you again. He wanted you to know that he appreciated everything you did for him, and that he'd do the same for you. You both had a mutual understanding that you were each other's medication.

You were his cure and he was your cure.

#enhypen #enhypen x reader #sunghoon #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x you #enhypen imagines #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen x female reader #enhypen x you #sunghoon x female reader

[iknowyuu]

hello! i love ur sieun fics, i was hoping you could write something abt how sieun isn’t used to physical affection but he loves it coming from the reader and he’s trying to be better abt initiating physical touch first. thank you! 

focus

kdrama! sieun x reader

// read req!

tags: sieun longing for reader when they're right there, established relationship

note: this is just fluff LMFAO. i barely edited this sorry for any mistakes... hope u enjoy <3

♡

you're out of sieun's comfort zone.

obviously, he isn't someone who received much, or any affection past the age of six, and he's grown to keep his hands (and words) to himself.

you'd both been talking for almost a year, and you grew feelings for him after only a few months. he understood you, and never pressured you into anything. he gave you great advice and would encourage you when you felt you weren't at your best. he's seen you at your worst and he barely batted an eye, opting to help you take your mind off things by walking you through what he was studying, helping you calm down in the process. after realizing that, certain things.. changed.

what was supposed to be a quick and friendly high-five was just that; but your hand would linger just for a second more than you used to. playfully swinging your arm around his shoulder as the two of you were walking turned into you using that gesture as a reason to pull him closer, your hold gradually lowering down, down to his waist. even simply standing next to each other turned into a game of "will they, won't they?" as you stood uncomfortably close for friends, but too far away for lovers. little touches would linger for too long, and the atmosphere between you two slowly changed.

that being said, it wasn't a shock to his system when you asked him out. you knew he wouldn't make the first move, so you did. he agreed, of course!

right now, the two of you were walking back to your home, hands dangling dangerously close to each other. even though you've been dating for a while now, you barely knew whether or not he was comfortable with it. he hadn't explicitly told you he wanted you to hold his hand, and you didn't want to push any boundaries.

you both walked while engaging in conversation (one more than the other), and your hands continuously bumped into each other, and every time you restrained the urge to tightly hold his palm in yours, feeling the warmth of his soft hand.

you finally reached your house and let him in, shutting the door behind you. slipping off your shoes and in your slippers, sieun followed suit, following you all the way to the dining table. the two of you brought out your materials in preparation for a study session, comfortable silence following suit. well, in the outside world. in sieun's head, however, that was not the case.

he doesn't know how to tell you, and he wishes he could everytime he sees your face: he wanted to hug you without feeling awkward, he wanted to compliment you when he felt like it, and he wanted you to be able to hold his cheeks without you sensing his unfamiliarity with the gesture and pulling away in fear of making him uncomfortable. he wanted you to touch him however you wanted, but he didn’t know how to express it to you. he felt very conflicted in the sense.

"sieun? could you help me with.. this?" your voice trailed off as you looked to your left to find him staring at his paper, not making a move to pick up his pen. "are you okay?"

he nodded and leaned over slightly, explaining how to work through the problem. you thanked him and started working again, occasionally glancing over at his blank page. he wondered, would you mind if he told you he wanted to hold your hand? would you be annoyed with him if he asked you to hold him, maybe scoot your chair a little closer so his heart could be closer to yours? he knew you wouldn't, but he was still hesitant to ask you anyway. his brain was buzzing with so many thoughts that he couldn't even comprehend nor focus on what was in front of him.

an hour went by and he barely made any progress, which was incredibly unusual for him. you asked him twice more if he was okay and he responded with "yes," everytime, but it didn't cure the worry brewing in your stomach. "let's take a break," you stood up and stretched, noticing how he didn’t move an inch. “um.. are you sure you’re okay, sieun?” as you spoke, the feelings he’d been bottling up finally exploded. “you’ve been acting weird since we got here.. are you uncom-“

"can we hold hands?" he asked quietly. you looked at him in shock, and even he was surprised at the words that left his mouth. your surprise didn't last long though, soon a smile crept onto your lips as you looked at him, heart beating, mood elated. "yeah," you tried to not make a big deal out of it, but you couldn't stop the butterflies that swarmed in your tummy. he stood up and looked down, lacing his fingers with yours, and he finally felt satisfied. "you don't have to ask.. you can hold my hand whenever you feel like it, okay?" you said, looking at him with a flustered smile before tugging his hand, "let's gets some snacks!"

even though it was a struggle with only one hand, it was worth it if the other was taken by you.

♡

taglist: @brxght-world @karyuliee @kkaesslovr @qtaisuu , send an ask to be added!

#today has not been great so im glad to get this out :') #kdrama!sieun x reader #kdrama x reader #weak hero class 1 fic #weak hero class 1 x reader #weak hero class one x reader #sieun yeon x reader #sieun x reader #sieun yeon imagines #kikisficz

[rosepascal]

💌 hello there rosette

it is i, sel, with a valentines day request for you!!!

would you perhaps be willing to write a little oblivious friends to lovers drabble for frankie morales please?? (as in they're in love but both of them think the other doesn't feel the same way)

also this is an extremely cute event idea and i am so excited to see what writing you bless us with!!!

ilysm rosie!!!!

💌💘💐🍓🍭🧁🌈🎀🧸🩰🫧💖💌

SEL!!! tyty for sending one in bestie <333 Ugh u know I love my frankie

thank you @ayoungpascallover for helping with the Spanish dialogue.

Send a Valentine <3

Frankie might be the worst wingman ever. Well to be fair he isn't really trying to set you up with anyone but still. He only has himself to blame for being stuck at some fancy ass bar that he doesn't belong in watching the girl of his dreams flirt with other guys.

He can feel the jealously burning in him but he really only has his time to blame. He's been harboring a crush on you for so long time and he's too much of a coward to say anything.

So instead when you mentioned how sad your love life has been lately he offered to be your wing man. Great move.

This bar sucked. The lighting is basically nonexistent so your eyes hurt trying to see anything. The drinks are overpriced and it feels like all the guys are just trying to get into your pants. You glance over towards Frankie who was standing across the bar. You sigh as you take another sip of your drink, wishing you were home instead.

Preferably in Frankie's arms. Even in the low light he looked so handsome. That raggedy baseball cap of his is gone letting his soft curls be free. What were you thinking? No one can take your mind off Frankie.

Ever since you met the guy you harbored a small crush on him. I mean how could you not? He's handsome, sweet, strong and a wonderful dad. Who doesn't love a single dad? But he's shown zero interest in you and he even offered to help set you up with other guys. Finishing off your drink you decide its time to go.

"Ready?" You ask Frankie as you lean your head against his shoulder.

"Absolutely." He wraps an arm around you and the two of you leave, deciding to drive to the nearest shitty fast food place and get a burger.

"That place was such a ripoff." You groan as you lean back in the booth. Frankie nods as he eats his fries.

"It's hopeless, I'm gonna be single forever." You throw a fry onto the tray and frown.

"No digas eso, preciosa"

"Come on Frank, you know it's true. When was the last time any guy showed an ounce of interest in me?" Frankie hesitates.

He knows the answer. Two minutes ago when he fell in love with your laugh again. Or yesterday when you fell asleep on his shoulder after movie night. To think that you can sit there and not realize how beautiful you are. It doesn't make any sense to him.

"Are you kidding me? Look at you. You're kind, funny, smart." He takes a deep breath and braces himself for whatever this conversation is going to bring.

"Todo sobre ti es perfecto." Your eyes fall to the table. Those are the words you've always dreamed of hearing from him.

"Don't say that unless you're trying to get me to fall in love with you." You say semi jokingly.

When he doesn't laugh you look back up. The tension is thick between the two of you.

"Would that be such a bad thing?" Is this real? Is he really saying what you think he is?

"No, it wouldn't." You say softly.

"I love you, and I should have said something a long time ago but I'm saying it now." Frankie watches your face as it remains unchanging. Every passing second is a stab to his heart. This was a mistake, he knew it.

"Frankie, I've been wanting to hear that for so long. I love you too." He lets out a laugh of relief and you smile. Soon the two of you are laughing together. In happiness and realizing how clueless you both have been.

"Let's get out of here." You say eagerly.

Dumping your trash you hurry back to privacy of his car. As you get in his cups your face and kisses you feverishly. Your hand snakes to the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of his soft curls.

"Want to come back to my place?" You ask breathlessly as you rest your forehead against his. Without a word he smirks and starts his car.

You feel so silly thinking of how long you've both been pining after each other and all the time you could have had. But you can't focus on that now, not when you have so much to look forward to with Frankie by your side.

#frankie morales x reader #frankie catfish morales x reader #frankie morales #frankie catfish morales #send a valentine

[solarwoniii]

na kamden as your boyfriend - boys planet

hcs + ranking ehehe

sleeping beside kamden - 6/10

i just know he sleeps good. like so good that when you see him sleeping you want to sleep as well bc he looks so peaceful.

HE CUDDLES GOOD TOO >< his hugs are warm and comforting and just rly nice to be in.

IK HES RIZZY TOO HE'LL BE GIVING U THEM GOOD FOREHEAD KISSES N EVERYTHING

he looses the other 4 marks bc i just feel like he would be the most ANNOYING SHIT to wake up when it's time to get ready for work or errands or whatnot because no matter how much he sleeps he always wants more 🙄 like he'll keep asking for another ten minutes in bed AND BEG for u to stay with him for that time

literally will not wake up unless you smack him over the head with a pillow. and then he'll be all whiny n shit BOY SHUT THE FUCK UP.

going on dates with kamden - 10/10

idk i feel like overall dates w/ him wld be so nice T^T he wld treat u like a princess JSJSJSJJJSJJS I WANT HIM

IS THE TYPE TO BUY YOU FLOWERS AND PAY FOR THINGS

will have set times every two weeks when he will drop everything to go out with u bc he hates the idea of being too busy to spend time with u

ok quick random things i think he wld do for u in public ; ORDER FOR U EFJIDNJIED (AND HAVE UR ORDER MEMORISED DONT EXPECT TO HAVE TO TELL HIM TWICE WHAT U LIKE), tie ur shoelaces (dead rn), hold your hand when he walks with you, give u head pats, let u choose where u want to go, share his food with you (psst even if he complains with that 'but you said you didn't want anything!!' shit just know he absolutely loves it when u eat his food SO DONT LISTEN TO A WORD HE SAYS), buy u cute gifts that he thinks resembles you.

kamden comforting you when you're sad - 10000000/10

idk if this man has implanted y/n senses or something BUT HE JUST KNOWS WHEN YOURE UPSET AND HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT YOU NEED TO FEEL BETTER

lots of hugs :(((( like i said hes an amazing hugger, that alone will cure your sadness at least temporarily.

will talk to you about if thats what you want to do,, hes the best listener and hes so supportive and attentive to you. he will find any way possible to help you fix the situation bcs he doesnt want you to feel like you're alone in anything T^T

then he cooks you your comfort food and eats with you and then puts on your favourite movie while he gives you even more cuddles on the couch, this time wrapped in fluffy blankets.

kamden apologising to you after/during a fight - 1000/10

WE LOVE A MAN WHO CAN OWN UP TO HIS MISTAKES AND KAMDEN IS EXACTLY THAT !!!!

he is the type to get upset and possibly start to cry when you're angry at him because he loves you so so so much and he would never ever ever hurt you intentionally :( he would definitely hug you while youre in the middle of yelling and say he'd sorry once he notices you starting to get upset as well.

but if you guys manage a whole fight without him apologising then expect it soon, because this man cannot live without you 😭

he will apologise with a gift or a hug or movie tickets for the both of you or your favourite food or something to compensate for what he did. i feel like his apologies aren't that verbal bc hes lwk scared of u and a lot more physical HELP but even so you can tell that he's sincerely sorry and that he regrets what he did.

kamden getting jealous - 9/10

ehehhehehe he would be so cute

bc he struggles with talking to people he doesn't know he will be just quiet and observing the whole thing

but as soon as the person leaves he will be the whiniest big baby 😭😭bro will not allow you to leave his side for the rest of the day and for the rest of the week he will be doing whatever he can to make sure he proves to you that hes way better than anyone else (WHICH HE IS‼️)

will be the happiest boy alive when you tell him that you love no one but him <333

kamden overall - 10372023586492392892732927328/10

kamden is the sweetest boyfriend ever and will love you more than himself <33 you are his world and he will make sure you know that because he doesn't want to have you any other way.

#kamden #na kamden #na kamden boys planet #boys planet #boys planet x reader #boys planet fanfic #boys planet fluff #boys planet headcannons

[td-scenarios]

OMG OK SO UHHH may I request some Scott fluff? 👉👈 Something like how he would go from being friends with y/n, to crushing on them, and then how he would realize he has fallen completely in love?

I am ESTATIC to have found your blog AAA💕💕💕

ahhhhh yes!!!! i LIVE for scott just being a silly guy sometimes. u r literally feeding me tysm <3333

Scott going through the stages of falling in love with y/n

I think that you and Scott would eventually start getting along since you had overheard his plans and instead of calling it dumb or telling every other camper about his plots, you confronted him about them and developed the plans a bit more.

ur an antagonist now sorry (not rlly. youre more like a really supportive best friend)

For the most part, at the beginning, he'd just come to you to double check what he thought of made sense (he's pretty sure he didn't make any mistakes, but a second opinion never hurts.)

But eventually, y'all are hanging out more just for the fun of it than anything to do with the game.

Scott is kind of funny. And he thinks you're not all that bad either.

Despite being on opposite teams, you guys sit with each other during meals just because you are one another's preferred company.

"So, Y/N, would you rather be stuck shoveling cowpies the rest of your life, or-"

"Does everything have to do with cow shit for you?"

And similar back n forth for pretty much most of your guys' conversations.

You make the island genuinely bearable for him.

This is the thought that eventually makes him realized he's screwed

Your laugh? More lovely than he remembered it being

Your jokes? Suddenly 10x funnier

Your smile? He can hardly make eye contact anymore

TL;DR you make his heart go skittles color

It's fine though. It's containable.

He wouldn't let anyone get his head out of the game

Just because he liked his first best friend ever didn't change much. Back on the farm, he would've never had this issue so of course he thinks he can push through.

So the routine between the two of you continues on except his cheeks stay tinted the same pink. That's the only difference.

Everything will be fine. He'll get over it

He doesn't get over it.

Everytime you speak, he gets this far off look in his eye. Maybe even a dopey smile.

"Are you even listening to me, Scott?"

"Hm? Ya, of course. I love....rats?"

"You suck."

At this point, it's hard to have a coherent conversation with him.

He's a bumbling stumbling mess around you. Nothing like what he was like before. He's really bad at handling his emotions that aren't negative. He's a growing boy let him live.

Scott can't believe he'd ever say this, but he thinks that he has fallen in love with you.

Jokes on him, you thought he was cute from the start and him being all shy and lovestruck around you has only made that affection grow tenfold

Disappointingly, u two are UNBEARABLE and won't do anything abt your feelings

Clearly, you can see he likes you back which should make it easy, but it's the principle of the matter that scares you

and, just look at scott, he can barely get a word out around u. he's just a pathetic guy let him live

So what eventually makes this all work out?

Anne-Maria

"Ugh, you two losers just kiss already!"

That sure helped you make a move

Scott is still utterly tongue-tied around you, but once you two start dating he clears up a bit

He's actually just a big softie since he wants his first relationship to go really really well

And, well

He does really love you

#total drama island #total drama revenge of the island #tdroti #td scott #total drama scott #total drama x reader #total drama imagines #total drama scott x reader

[spiderfreedom]

identity disorders and becoming the perfect me

I feel like the big connection between gender dysphoria, 'racial dysphoria', body integrity disorder (wishing to be disabled), body dysmorphia, 'species dysphoria', etc. is all are based on the promise and joy of self-transformation.

Something is wrong with you. The source of this wrong-ness may be internal (e.g. people who report wishing they were amputees as age 10, boys who wish they were girls after cross-dressing at a young age, etc.) or external (beauty culture and the demands to look beautiful, or fatphobia). This sense of alternative identity is deeply felt and almost precious to you.

You have a self-image that doesn't match who you are. The distance between your self-image and you is excruciatingly painful. You are aware of your failure to realize your self-image every day, all the time. However, there are steps you can take to get there. Every step shows you that transformation is possible, and you can become closer to being your 'ideal self.' Much like how putting on makeup brings the joy of being able to change your appearance, doing things like pretending to need crutches or using a packer brings you closer to your self-image.

You fantasize about what you're going to do. You feverishly research cosmetic procedures (am I describing cis people or trans people?). You fantasize about your life after the procedure. You bask in the happiness of knowing that your outer appearance will melt away, and finally other people will be able to see the "real you."

Unless the procedure is completely experimental, it will probably look more or less like the surgeon promises. You've heard that gender affirming surgeries have very high satisfaction rates. Did you know this is also true of breast augmentations? (88% satisfaction per one study.)

For instance, as discussed earlier, breast augmentation is relatively routine with a fairly high satisfaction rate [...] This said, studies do report that patients gain psychological benefits from surgery, for instance in terms of improvements in body image, and that they are mostly happy with surgery [...] Given the small size and small number of these studies, any attempt to make claims about the psychological harms and benefits of surgery on the individuals who engage should be treated with some caution. But undoubtedly some individuals do benefit, and most report satisfaction.

"Decreasing depressive symptomatology, and alleviating their eating disorders," now who wouldn't want that?

Several longitudinal studies on breast augmentation have shown that its impact on women is positive, increasing their psychosocial and sexual well-being and their satisfaction with their breasts and body image, improving their self-esteem, decreasing depressive symptomatology, and alleviating their eating disorders. In short, women have a better quality of life derived from changes in their sexuality, satisfaction with their body image, and personal wellbeing. (Source)

What liposuction, sex reassignment surgeries, and voluntary amputations all have in common are the promises of getting closer to your ideal, imagined self. Your hard work is paying off. It has to pay off.

First, simply engaging in body work evokes feelings of satisfaction, as this is active work on the self and, irrespective of outcome, is virtuous. Second, those who undergo such procedures have invested significant time and effort and commitment, and therefore are likely to report that the engagement is worth it, as the alternative is to suggest that they made a mistake. Because the language of choice (and consent) places the whole responsibility on the individual, those who “chose” to have surgery either have to claim that they feel better, happier, for it, or they have to recognize that they made a bad choice.

And it's hard to turn back when you consider, for example, that surgery is a point of no return. By the time you arrive at the surgeon's door (or the endocrinologist's), you've already made up your mind.

Likewise, studies show that those who have had cosmetic surgery commonly report that they would not have changed their mind, no matter what information had been given to them at the point of consent; implying that at this point had they been alerted to additional risks they would still have gone ahead. For example, Davis’s interviewees reported that more information would not have altered their decision. This suggests that the point of consent is not a point at which people seeking cosmetic surgery are likely to change their mind and consider alternatives (if this is the case, effective intervention needs to be earlier in the decision-making process).

Though gender dysphoria, body integrity disorder, body dysmorphia, and the other identity conditions all have different origins, they all share the same common theme of moving towards a newer, better self, one that is more 'authentic' and more 'you'. Often this self is imagined as more successful and accepted. (When it comes to conforming to beauty and gender expectations, the fantasy may be rooted in a reality.) There is work to be done, and you look forward to doing it. You have the power in the hands to change yourself from the current you, the you you can't stand, to the fantasy you in your head, which must be the real you. You're worth it, aren't you?

All unlinked quotes are from "Perfect Me: Beauty as an Ethical Ideal." Previous posts on the matter include "my suffering is profound and legitimate, yours is frivolous nonsense" (on the relationship between beauty culture and gender dysphoria) and a reblog elaborating on the commonalities between trans-gender and trans-racial identification and dysphoria (more on racial identity here).

#mypost #radical feminism #beauty culture #identity disorder #bookcitation

[4saken4gotten]

Head Canons For Dante From Devil May Cry

I think about Dante way too much so I thought I would share my thoughts on some head canons of my own. Especially since the fandom for me gets so fucking dryyyyyyy Like please, I need more content or I'm going to spontaneously combust and not even in a hot and sexy way. (Or it still will be I just wont feel like it, but looking like hell on wheels is the goal!) yes that was a Heathers reference don't come at me Am I cringe? Yes. Am I free? Yes. These are my SFW head canons for him! If I get to it I can make my NSFW head canons as well but we'll see about that. Gender Neutral Reader Pairing. For my bitches, bros and fellow nonbinary hoes. (My certification in making head canons is as follows: I have played DMC 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. I've read all the novels, and read 3 different fan translations of the novels we don't have official English translations for. I've watched the animated series at least 12 times and I've listened to all of the audio drama CD's. I have canon reasons for all my head canons but some of them are just little silly things because I brain rot. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.) I apologize in advanced for any typos and grammar mistakes and or just not making sense. I am dyslexic and autistic so I have a weird way of explaining things and will misspell basic words sometimes but I promise to do my best.

He's a big dork and his favorite thing to do is make his S/O laugh. Filling their soul with light is his favorite thing to do. teehee So he says the stupidest jokes to make them double over in laughter.

This is a bit of a double edged sword however since he uses humor and sarcasm as a major crutch / coping mechanism. He can be serious when the situation calls for it, but most of the time he doesn't want situations and mishaps to weigh on himself or those around him too heavily.

He's HELLA broke. So he'd take full advantage of free things to do like spending the night under the stars in a park after hours. Something that feels like "We aren't supposed to be out here!" but isn't really harmful / breaking the law.

I think he has some sort of collection of some sort. I think he collects seashells because they remind him of more serene times in his childhood. Probably hand sized conches or perhaps sand dollars (because its the only 'dollars' Lady cant swindle out of him ;u;)

Will die on the hill of pizza being a "balanced meal" insisting that it has all the important food groups therefore pizza is healthier than media wants people to think.

Despite his habits of leaving his pizza boxes about and letting Patty clean up after him- his own personal hygiene is actually really important to him. He always makes sure to take a shower after he gets back from every mission.

He honestly cant stand the scent of demon blood on him, it makes him a little anxious because it takes him back to the night of the fire / attack every time. (babyyyy boyyyyyyyyyyyy)

His love language is physical touch (giving) and acts of service (receiving). When he gets more comfortable with you, he's got some part of him touching you at all times: a thigh pressed against yours, a gentle hand around your shoulders or the small of your back, insistent on you laying on his shoulder or in his lap if you're tired. He'll be super appreciative of you organizing things when his mind gets too jumbled or he's just brooding.

I'm sick of people calling him lazy. I don't think he doesn't clean up because he doesn't want to- I think he's just overwhelmed most of the time / overstimulated to do anything if he's not in battle.

I strongly feel like he has some sort of ADHD, Depression and CPTSD due to his trauma. (Losing / killing his brother several times, his mother being killed, his father up and disappearing one day, losing his found family repeatedly: Grue, Nell, Jessica... etc)

He'd probably be super understanding of a neurodivergent s/o and be more than happy to "parallel play" in the shop. He reads his magazines on the couch with you while you read a book. Or he'll try to get some semblance of work done at his desk on the occasion while you watch your favorite tv show.

#devil may cry in love headcanon #devil may cry #dmc dante #headcanon #sfw headcanons

[writefulclown]

what makes the butler stutter

barb x gn reader (2nd person pov) established relationship between u and barb; fluff mainly, a bit suggestive (..very.... suggestive........), barb freezing up cause he's thinking about u DNI if you're under 18.

ever the composed butler, there seems to be nothing that can expose what's under the façade he keeps up so effortlessly. he never falters, never makes a mistake. everything he does, says, wears, every single movement, word, expression, perfect. he's so flawless he seems almost ethereal.

unfortunately, barbatos has discovered a weak spot. it doesn't matter how much time he spends denying it, pretending it doesn't exist, trying to make it go away. it's undeniable. you have found a way to fluster him enough to affect his daily life. just your presence in his thoughts has him more absent-minded than usual, but it doesn't stop there.

he'll be walking down the hall with diavolo in the early morning hours, going over the daily schedule as he always does, when, as his eyes flick to the guest room you always stay in, he trails off for just a moment. it's almost unnoticeable, but diavolo has known him for far too long. he won't bring it up. he doesn't need to. he knows exactly what's going on. he will simply smile to himself, happy that his dear friend has found someone who makes his brain hiccup.

one spot that never fails to stop him in his tracks is where you had your first kiss. he'll freeze, gaze glued to a seemingly random spot, a glint of something unrecognizable in his eyes. he can't stop the memory from replaying. it's so vivid it almost seems real. like he's gone back in time to relive the kiss. bouncing back after his couple seconds of being unresponsive proves to be too easy for barbatos, but he can't shake the butterflies in his stomach.

when you come around he keeps his composure. it would be improper to do anything less, considering there's other people around. though he can't help if he smiles just a bit more, or if there happens to be an extra twinkle in his eye. but get him away from everyone's sight and he's a completely different man. he gets so little alone time with you and he's smart enough to make the most of the few moments you do have.

whenever you're spending time in the castle you'll follow him around as he checks things off his to-do list. barbatos loves having you near him, even if you don't interact in any way. just being in the same room makes him feel at peace, accompanied by a weird sense of domestic bliss. you've discovered that it's actually better to stay silent and keep your hands to yourself. you see, he gets distracted a bit too easily by you. he's never quite had to fight the urge to simply sit down beside someone and give them his undivided attention, so he has a hard time keeping himself from doing exactly that. when he does succumb to the urges, he'll playfully scold you as soon as he catches himself.

being in a crowd with you is much more difficult than he could've ever imagined. it would be alright, but the way you find little ways to touch him knocks the air out of his lungs. he'll be walking back from the kitchen, serving trays on either hand. you'll time your trip to the bathroom so your paths cross in the dining room doorway. you smile as soon as you face him, already weakening his knees. then, as you pass him, your fingers brush against his waist. imperceptible to others, but so rattling to him that the entire room is suddenly filled with the sound of teacups colliding, now resting on the butler's uncharacteristically shaky hands.

in the middle of cleaning he'll spot an awfully empty table. his confusion lasts a single second before he's recalled the night it lost its decoration. you'd been... discussing... personal matters... and the... conversation... got a bit... too heated... and the vase happened to... somehow... get tossed onto the floor. the memory plays in his mind as he stands there, staring at the table. he better replace it before anyone notices... no worries, he knows he has similar ones packed away somewhere. he'll get to it as soon as he's done mulling over your... argument.....

occasionally his mind will start wandering during more mundane tasks. that is almost every single one of his duties. he's been serving diavolo for long enough to do everything by muscle memory alone. it used to start innocent. he's polite, he respects you, he only started having less family-friendly thoughts when you got very... rated R. he zones out, body working on autopilot as he imagines your voice, face, bod- clears throat

he's good at masking his emotions. eerily so. but one thing he can't hide is the blush that gently dusts his cheeks at the thought of you. he can only hope no one notices it before he finds an acceptable excuse to leave. and if anyone were to point out the way he tripped over his own feet when you whispered in his ear, the chances of the world ending right then and there increase significantly.

#barbatos x reader #obey me #omswd x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me barbatos #obey me x reader #obey me barbatos x reader

[lexxiie]

Hii I'm not sure if ur taking requests rn but if u are could u do Levi or Eren when they argue with they're s/o

sorry if it doesn't make sense

When You Argue With Them

It does make sense, don’t worry! Sorry it took me so long.

Fandom: Attack On Titan

Featuring: Eren, Levi, Zeke

EREN JAEGER

Now, Eren is a stubborn guy. He likes to be right, and most of the time, he genuinely believes he is. His pride only makes this slightly worse, an though he tries to be better, especially because of you, change takes time. He hates arguing with you, but it's really not that uncommon as he is aware that his personality makes it hard not to argue sometimes, still, he hates hurting you.

As I said, he's gotten considerably better at thinking before speaking when he starts to get irritated during an argument, always doing his best to avoid saying something he'll regret.

But on those unfortunate moments when he does fuck up, he'll instantly beat himself up mentally.

Especially if whatever he said ended up making you cry.

He'll immediately apologize, Eren doesn't really feel deserving of you, and those things only make him feel worse, like he's wasting your time by being with you.

And though is rare now, there are arguments where it'll take longer for him to cool down and recognize his mistakes.

But even then, while it might take longer for him to apologize, he'll never go to bed if you are mad at him. His nights are meant to be spent with you, there is not any other way.

It happened once at the beginning of your relationship, and he hated every single second of it. Never again.

He's learnt to apologize first, by the way, before you, he would NEVER.

And if you were in the wrong or just felt the need to apologize to him, he'll accept the apology gladly, being happy that you both can just go back to normal.

LEVI ACKERMAN

Now, Levi is no little kid, nor any sort of manchild. He doesn't see the point in wasting time arguing with the one he loves and is usually very matture at handling these things, however, the fact that he has no interest in arguing, can make it seem like he doesn't care whenever you are mad at him for something, which will sometimes only irritate you more, as if he didn't take you seriously.

As I said, he is a matture guy. If you talk to him about something that made you mad, he'll listen, and if he realizes that it actually was on him, he'll immediately apologize and ACTUALLY change.

However, sometimes, he asseses the situation and realizes that you might not be right, and he'll explain so to you. If you are unable to recognize your own wrongs, he'll just ignore your complaints, which is frustrating to you.

Still, if any of this upsets you enough as to make you cry, he'll instantly feel furious at himself.

He just really feels like he sometimes doesn't know how to interact with people, like he can't form bonds.

And you are one of the very few individuals with whom he feels like he is where he should. So when he hurts you, it feels like a step back, or as if maybe he had been lying to himself and he can't actually interact with you either without messing up like he does with most people.

And that sucks, he doesn't want to be the reason why you are hurting.

Overall, he will usually apologize sincerly, he isn't the type that would risk losing you because of his pride.

ZEKE JAEGER

He can be so mature sometimes, and such a damn manchild some other times... He doen't like to be told that he's wrong. He knows it most times, but has a hard time admitting to it. Zeke holds a lot of pride. He loves you, and does try to be a better man to you, but much like his brother, sometimes he's too stubborn to understand he fucked up soon enough.

He believes he really does know what's best for you, and though he does sees you as an equal, he acts as if he thought he was smarter or more capable than you sometimes.

This becomes even more evident if you are younger than him.

If you point it out, he'll deny it to the bitter end, and he truly doesn't see his own behaviour like that.

If his cynism goes far enough to make you cry, though... He'll feel really bad. Despite everything, he is in love with you. He doesn't want anyone to hurt you, much less himself.

Even if he is unable to actually comprehend how he fucked up, he knows he did.

He is able to apologize, but most of the time, his way to do it is just pretending it never happened, getting you a gift, or just approaching you to hug and kiss you.

Sometimes he doesn't want to bother you any further, so he'll avoid you, he misses you, but believes he's doing you a favor by removing himself from your presence.

Despite the way his attitude comes across, he knows you are way better than him, and does puts you before him all the time. He's aware he's emotionally difficult and cannot, for the life of him, understand why you love him so much.

But rest assured, he loves you even more.

MASTERLIST

#attack on titan x reader #aot fluff #aot imagine #aot scenarios #shingeki no kyojin x reader #eren jaeger imagines #zeke jaeger x reader #eren yaeger #zeke yaeger #levi ackerman scenarios #aot headcanons #snk

[leoleolovesdc]

I really don't get what's so appealing to writers and fans who make Bruce an abusive father. Why is it so fun? Why do people enjoy doing one of the biggest superhero of all times that dirty? How does that make any sense?

People always complain about how Batman is a power fantasy, but the fact that his actions aren't justifiable if applied real life doesn't mean that you have to fuck the character's fictional morals.

Every hero is a power fantasy, but they are enjoyable because they are good people (or people who try to be good). Bruce Wayne is a human being and he is capable of bad parenting and committing mistakes, but making him willingly hit his kids is just stupid.

Batman is and has always been about hope, about rising above your trauma, protecting who you love, using your pain to make the world a little better. Bruce doesn't go around "beating the mentally ill' just because, he does because they are dangerous people, criminals, terrorists who are constantly harming citizens with their actions.

With all that said; Bruce hitting his children/sidekicks/allies (or just purposefully harming them in any way shape or form) is incoherent with his character and all that he represents.

Batman brought Robin, especially Dick Grayson, in to help him. He didn't want a child soldier, he was comforting this kid and taking him to the police station when he asked to be trained so he could get the guy who killed his parents. He asked to become like Batman and Bruce, realizing that they were very similar, saw that he was also filled with anger and needed to be guided. That's why Dick became a better person than Bruce ever was, not because he was inherently good or something, but because even if their relationship was not perfect and troublesome at times they understood each other's pain like no one else would.

With all of Bruce and Dick's history saying that this father-son bond was filled with physical abuse just sounds wild to me. Same thing goes for Cass, Jason, Steph, Tim, Duke, Damian and any other child that Bruce parented or taken care of.

Jason and Dick are usually the victims of writers and fans who are full one Abusive-Bruce-Shit™️, and honestly, I don't think that's because they have remarkably difficult relationships, but because this fandom loves to make their favorite pretty "white" boys suffer.

No one cares if it makes sense for Bruce to be abusive towards his first sons, they just care that Dick and Jason are angsty. My prove of that? When do you ever see content of Bruce being abusive towards Cass? Damian? Steph? Duke? Never. Because those characters are either women or people of color largely ignored by both canon and fanon.

I'll admit that Damian and Tim do get angsty abusive dad content at times, because regardless of their actual relationship with Bruce Tim is a sad white boy and Damian is the largely white washed blood son, but they are still not the most common alternatives whenever family angst is the focus (despite the large fanon torture porn industry that Tim Drake goes through it is usually focused on other aspects of his life).

I don't really know how to end this, at this point I'm just ranting about annoying batfam fans, but, yeah, don't fuck over legacy characters by making them abusive dads bcuz u like saying ur fav has it worst👍

Little edit: In this post I talked abt Dick as a white guy, would like to apologize for that, I do know that he is romani but ended up forgetting to add that. Either way my point still stands as, just like Damian, his race is pretty much ignored by writers and parts of the fandom

#dc #dc comics #batman #batfam #batfamily #robin #bruce wayne #stephanie brown #tim drake #dick grayson #jason todd #damian wayne #damian wayne al ghul #gotham war #gotham city #batman and robin #robin i #robin ii #robins #the robins #batdad #anti abusive bruce

[soleilnomoon]

hello!! ive been seeing some of the requests for your current event and they have just been so amazing 😩 and also congrats on 500!! that’s amazing!

i was wondering if i could order dulce de leche, lemon drop, and lollipop with a topping of poppy seeds and caramel for 1, sabo from one piece. if not thats alright or if i didn’t request correctly please let me know! thank you sm!

i am so sry this took forever, but it's here (finally); thank you thank you 🥰️ still can't believe it tbh lmao lemme tell u i love sabo so much & yk i love angst, anyway i had fun writing this 💕

1.8k words, fem reader, nsfw, 18+ mdni, angst angst babey (altho it's a lil tame to me, but i love that shit so ignore me); sabo loves being in denial, that's his favorite river; y/n, as usual, doesn't care abt consequences; feat. oral (m receiving), rough (consensual) sex, mutual pining, sabo being a dumbass for ignoring his obvious feelings, y/n not having any self-preservation is just normal y/n behavior lbr 🌺 (if u see grammar/spelling errors no u didn't 💛)

“the kiss i didn’t give you has become a star inside me…” — dulce maría loynaz

for sabo, life is all about routine; not in the mundane sense, but in his quest for needing to have consistent control over every aspect of his life, he thrives on having a path laid out for him. he can’t help it — it’s something that was carefully ingrained into him since he was a child. he blames his parents, blames the world he was born into, blames the world nobles for uprooting his newfound family and separating him from his brothers. yet, he holds steadfast in the work he does, finds pleasure in seeking justice wherever he can, and makes it a point to not make the sort of romantic connections that will keep him distracted.

his colleagues don’t bother prying him for more information on his previous life, and they know that he actively keeps people at an arm’s length for some unknown reason — not that they can judge him, their line of work is dangerous and there’s very little room for mistakes, or weakness for that matter.

you’re not sure what you did exactly to land on sabo’s radar, but once he set his eyes on you there was no option for turning back. not that you mind, of course — you just hate the way you can’t seem to penetrate any of the walls he’s securely built around himself. he gives very little of himself but demands everything from you.

to anyone else, this would be reason enough to cut him out of their life; but you, unfortunately, cannot let him go. if you do, you’re afraid he’ll never let you back in — not after you fought so hard for him to stay by your side.

in his mind, you’re someone that he can quit anytime; it’s a lie he likes to tell himself whenever he’s feeling particularly lonely or vulnerable. he hates that despite how hard he fights to keep you from plaguing his thoughts, you still manage to find a way — especially late at night, when he can’t seem to sleep. insomnia has always had a strong, punishing grip around him, often leaving him breathless from the way he can’t seem to stop thinking about you.

at first, it was because you kept insisting on talking to him socially; then it was because he allowed you to take meals with him privately, a feat that did not go unnoticed by the others, much to his annoyance; and then it was because you had the audacity to kiss his cheek one night, after talking with him for hours. your demure behavior — the sweet, shy smile you gave him afterwards, the way you couldn’t look at him in the eyes properly the following day —ignites something deep within him that he never knew existed.

an ache makes its way into his chest, and he finds himself rubbing at it absently periodically, as if the burden of those emotions would take his life someday. while he might not outwardly show it, he looks forward to your incessant chatter — you talk about everything and nothing, something that baffles and amuses him to no end. with anyone else, he’d zone out of their conversation five minutes in, but you captivate him in an illogical way — one that has him watching you from across the room without meaning to, thinking about impractical things.

it's sabo who kisses you first, on a surprisingly quiet afternoon, in a back hallway that very few frequent during the day. a mistake, he tells himself when you part your lips for him without prompting; unnecessary, but he has you against the wall, with his knee in between your thighs; dangerous, yet he keeps kissing you anyway. he holds you still with a firm hand on the back of your neck, goosebumps tickling your skin every time his tongue caresses yours.

when you place your hands on his chest, arching into his hold as his other hand makes a slow descent down your back, he remembers himself. it takes effort but he’s able to extract himself from you in one swift motion, suddenly aware that he’s crossed a line he swore he’d never cross. after putting a good foot of distance between you two, he leaves abruptly and without giving you another thought.

or, so you think.

you don’t move from that spot for a few minutes, hands balled into fists at your sides, nails sinking into your palms out of frustration. you tell yourself that you absolutely cannot fall in love with that man. but it happens far too quickly and you’re incapable of fortifying yourself properly in time. he doesn’t kiss you again after that, not really anyway; he takes to catching you off guard when you walk back to your room late at night.

the first time he does it, he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you to him. you screech in surprise and slap him on reflex. mischievous and a little stunned, sabo laughs at your reaction — your face grows hot from the embarrassment. his idea of an apology is pulling you close enough for him to drag his lips along the side of your neck. any residual irritation immediately dissipates the moment he places a kiss on your skin, an act that saps all your common sense, and transforms you into a marionette of his liking.

after that, you come to expect his surprise visits; you let him sit you on top of his desk, legs shaking as he thrusts his fingers in and out of your tight hole. you’ve long since forgotten to keep your voice down as you lean back on your hands, mind hazy as you watch the way your arousal drips onto his palm. if he wasn’t so intent on keeping his promise to himself, he’d kiss you all over again; but he knows if he does, there will be no turning back.

and this sort of weakness is out of the question for him.

you realize quickly that he’ll always distance himself from you emotionally, refusing to hold you for long, always pulling back whenever his lips are too close to yours. despite the bruise on your heart never healing, you can’t seem to let him go.

sabo fucks you like you’re an addiction he can’t seem to quit. no matter how many times he tells himself to leave, he makes his way back to you, hips rutting against yours frenetically, his cock buried deeply, making you moan his name loud enough to mesmerize him.

witchcraft, he muses to himself on occasion, fully believing that you’ve cast some spell on him.

his selfishness wins out when you sink down onto your knees in front of him one morning, stroking his cock with your soft hand before pressing your lips against the tip. whatever residual restraint he has is gone after your tongue swipes against his slit. the moan that slips out of his mouth invigorates you, makes you wrap your plush lips around his cock, sucking on the head teasingly before taking in more of his length.

you watch him with lowered lids, moaning around his cock, the vibration slicing through his logic as he grabs onto the back of your head so he can properly fuck your mouth. loosening your jaw, you hold onto the backs of his thighs for support, a heat passing over you every time sabo’s hips snap forward. your mouth is warm and moist, a combination that has him moaning your name without thinking. your heart speeds up and he ignores the warmth that spreads through him when he looks at your face; he constantly marvels at your beauty, at your soft skin, at how pliant and obedient you can be.

it annoys him that he’s found himself this deeply invested in you; when he pulls his cock out of your mouth, you take several deep breaths, a few tears sliding down your cheeks, a bit of saliva gliding down your bottom lip. the look he gives you is fierce and somewhat feral, and suddenly a nervousness that you don’t anticipate infiltrates your thoughts when he tells you to get on the bed.

he doesn’t have to tell you to get on your hands and knees, but he does it anyway; you severely underestimate the way his voice affects you — always a commanding, impressive force that leaves you breathless as you rub your ass against his stiff cock. you know you’re toeing a dangerous line by doing that, but you’re beyond caring. sabo glides his cock between your folds, arousal coating his length immediately.

you whimper shamelessly, fingers curling into the sheets as you plead with him. “sabo, please, i can’t take it anymore.” whatever else you want to say comes out as a garbled noise and you choke on his name as he snaps his hips forward, thrusting his cock into you roughly. you squirm when he pulls on your hair, yanking you back to him, lips nipping at your skin.

“stop running,” he says gruffly, his words almost making you laugh.

you could tell him the same since you theorized a while ago that he’s perfected the art of running. he doesn’t kiss you when you turn your head to look at him — he rocks his hips forward, the tip of his cock reaching a spot that has you clawing at his arms, your cunt squeezing around his girth in retaliation. he doesn’t kiss you when he has you on your back, legs draped over his shoulders as he pounds into you mercilessly, your voice growing hoarse, body writhing underneath him every time he sucks on your skin.

you wish you could hate him for making you fall in love with him, because only love could make someone foolish enough to carry on a relationship like this. you fall a little more in love with him every time, but he always finds a way to shatter your heart when he turns away from you on the bed. he tells you constantly that you can stay or leave, that the choice is ultimately up to you as it doesn’t affect him either way.

it must be madness that drives you to stay, wrapping yourself with the covers, breathing slowing as your eyes close. he turns around carefully, watching you with a tenderness that forces him to drape an arm around you, lips ghosting the curve of your ear as he whispers softly.

“i like having you around.”

you open your eyes but don’t dare turn around, afraid that he’ll leave if he realizes that you’re still awake — because if he ever takes those words back, you’ll never survive the fallout. so, you will your heart to stop beating loudly, and tell yourself that this must mean he’s lowering more of his walls for you intentionally. you don’t know how long he’ll allow himself to be this vulnerable with you, but regardless you’ll always cherish the time he’s spent with you.

#i'm finally done omg #fic request #milestone event #500+ followers event #🍭✨🍨sticky & sweet event🧁✨🍭 #one piece x reader #one piece angst #one piece smut #sabo x reader #sabo x y/n #one piece x y/n #sabo smut #sabo angst

[imagine-silk]

Could i request a platonic yandere spiderman noir with someone from a different universe? For example maybe from miles' universe or something.

》 Nickolas Cage always plays someone unhinged or dramatic so Noir is pretty on point.

Your universe is unique in the sense it was stylized. It was more simplistic, to the point you didn't always have visual parts of your face and did one move at a time. (If you've ever seen OFF you know what I'm trying to describe) He has no issue looking at you, you were in black and white, but you didn't like his universe. In yours people were in black and white but the world was colored. His world is harsh black and white with barely any gray.

He knew you weren't from there and you didn't know where you were. You essentially fazed through your world into his out of nowhere. At first he questioned you but he believed your story because you glitched.

SS did reach out to him to join but he didn't take it. Now he reached back so you didn't fucking disintegrate. You weren't a spider so you left on your way.

But how could he leave it at that? You were so weird.

Color. It was soft and muted, solid, so it wasn't as bad as Mile's universe. It was a lot more bearable. Of course he didn't know which color it was but it was interesting.

He wasn't supposed to be there but he doesn't like SS and they made the mistake of giving him a watch. Even if they take it back he got someone he trust to make a few more beforehand for safe keeping, just in case. And even if you try to tell him to go home he'll come back the next day.

He wants to figure out everything about you. Tries to make out your expressions with what little he can see. He moves super smooth, so why did you move one motion at a time? It was a bit sadistic but he liked to catch you because it was easy to do for him who literally dodges bullets in his universe.

Can not stop calling you pal, not to save his life. You could tell him over and over but it goes in one ear and makes a U-turn out. He will always find you and always pay no attention to your 'shoo' attempts.

You have some autonomy. You can say what you want to do. "Noir, you wanna go find some-" Anything you say next will be met with a yes.

But your autonomy stops there. He'll grab you and run off to the next thing. He'll try to grab parts of your face that are visible and asks you the make different expressions. And he will never stop because he likes you struggling because you move so weird. And you can't shake him off, he's much stronger than you by default and faster.

He doesn't kidnap you. He doesn't need to. You are easy to find and easy to handle. He's your best friend so get used to it.

#atsv #spider noir #platonic yandere #yandere #gender neutral reader #marvel #ask and you shall receive

[lackablazeical]

Hello, followers of my content! Wanted to make an acknowledgement post, as I've gotten multiple messages about this and I feel it's necessary. I should've acknowledged it the second I got even one message, but I was and have been being stupid about how I go about things, and also didnt understand what peoples specific issues were. I'm sorry this whole post took so long.

[EDIT] I EDITED THIS POST TO HAVE A CUT. PLEASE READ THE FULL THING. THANK U <3

I wanna first apologize for my actions and behavior regarding this AU, and it's portrayal of SA. Within a previous (now deleted) ask post, I had decided to address the idea that Leo molests Usagi, but danced around the idea of explicitly confirming it. I did this because I was paranoid that if I confirmed it, that would make me liable for any mistakes I made, and therefore get me in 'trouble', is the way I'd put it.

This was me making a BAD FUCKING MOVE. I shouldn't have done this. It was childish and stupid. I apologize for trying to avoid blame by making it 'not fully confirmed'. Just because I 'left it up to interpretation' doesn't absolve me from any blame. I shouldn't have left it up for the people to decide at all. I'm liable for any mistake I make within my content, whether it's explicitly confirmed or not. It is my job to understand what I am talking about and how it could affect people, and I didn't do my due diligence. I am sorry.

Usagi, within the AU, isn't supposed to get a happy ending. While I've never decided the 'future' of the AU, that is something that stays concrete in my mind. And I completely understand where people are coming from with informing me that looks damn bad, having a victim stay with abuser for the rest of their natural life. I've made comments about how I enjoy 'torturing' Usagi within this same vein.

To be honest, I do enjoy tormenting him. He's a punching bag character to me, and one I can both project onto and punish. I shouldn't have brought SA into that, and I especially need to not make specific, more 'indulgently cruel' content public. I have not experienced it, it is not something I should've ever considered adding to his character or to the AU. I shouldn't have thrown SA in the mix to just add onto his 'sad boi' status, it was fucked up of me to do that. Leo can be a bad person without being a rapist, just as Usagi can have an upsetting situation without being a victim of SA.

In regards to the slutshaming of Usagi, mostly by Mikey. Again, fucked up and thick-skulled of me to do that. Any of that. The Canon reason Mikey slutshames Usagi is just because he's a rabbit, and because Leo is so much more intensely in love with Usagi then his other victims. It wasn't supposed to be because the two are actually regularly intimate, but because Mikey couldn't see any reason WHY Leo would like Usagi past that, and 'he's a rabbit anyway so what else could he bring to the table but the 'obvious'?'

Mikey slutshames Usagi mostly because I have deep-seated issues with my own sexuality and how I view it, both to myself and others. Usagi is uncomfortable with his sexuality, and i projected this into my content as i like putting him down as an indirect way of putting myself down. This is an instance where I SHOULD NOT HAVE MADE THAT CONTENT PUBLIC. AT ALL. NOT ONE FUCKING BIT. It should've stayed in its own private folder while I work on processing those feelings instead of making them public to the internet. Making them public does not help me or anyone else, and just makes it so I now also constantly check how much 'approval' my internalized issues have. A horrible move in every sense of the word, and i am so so sorry.

In regards to the Christmas post, involving the two, I've just decided to delete it. While the content wasn't intended sexually, it was Still stupid of me to present any sort of toxic/abusive relationship in a joking, 'haha look! He's all tied up!' Way. I should've been smarter then that, but I wasn't, and that is my bad. I'm going to learn from this and understand what content is actually ok to post, and what content I need to keep to myself/my therapist. My own issues have no place on tumblr or this AU. I'm sorry it took me so long to recognize that.

Another issue brought up is the usage of calling it Leosagi and using Leosagi tags on posts. I should've known better than to use ship tags on something that IS NOT a ship. I put wanting attention and likes above sticking to my own presentation of the two, and that was fucked up. It was a hypocritical, thoughtless move to be using ship tags within the same breath I was saying it wasn't a ship. It isn't a ship, I do not ship these two, and using those tags was fucking Brain dead. I will not use them again.

In this AU, I do not use Leosagi in the shipping context. I enjoy using names for duos, and you can see examples of this within Michi and Donnida. Both duo names, both non-ship. Where I fumbled was using shipping tags with it. I shouldn't have expected people to read my mind, that's an unfair expectation of anyone who consumes my content. I apologize for this. Leosagi is just used to label a central dynamic, and that is its extent. I truly do not ship these two in any way, shape, or form.

People have informed me that just because I say that I am not intending to romanticize/sexualize these two, doesn't mean I'm not doing it without realizing. I want to state that at NO POINT within this AU have I EVER wanted to show these two as anything other then a disgusting, toxic, abusive stalker/victim dynamic. Just because I draw them hugging, kissing, touching, etc is NOT meant to be romanticizing any of it. Usagi never looks happy around Leo. He does not return, enjoy, or want any of this affection. None of the artwork is intended as sexual or romantic, but be disturbing and disgusting, and show an abusive dynamic.

I am of the firm belief that nothing can be sexual without the intent of it BEING sexual. Bondage can be sexual just as much as it can be an art form, etc etc. It depends on the people involved and intent while making it. Even if you disagree with me on that, that is how i go about creating content. None of my content has EVER been made with sex or romance as a creative intent. I think it spreads a horrible message to say that I'm romanticizing these two simply because they touch, especially within the context of how touchy Leo is.

Leo is. His own whole situation. I am starting this by saying NO ACTIONS LEO HAS EVER DONE IN THIS AU ARE CONDONED BY ME. LEO IS A SHIT, TERRIBLE PERSON, I THINK HE IS DISGUSTING AND ANYONE WHO THINKS EVEN SLIGHTLY GOOD OF HIM IS FUCKING WRONG. HE IS AN EVIL, EVIL PERSON, WHO SHOULD NOT BE LOOKED UP TO, GLAMORIZED, OR WHATEVER OTHER WORDS YOU CAN THINK OF. Leo is a sick BASTARD. I do not think he is cool, sweet, redeemable, ANYTHING.

Leo is a fan favorite of the fandom. I expected that some people would be blinded by their bias because he is a fave and maybe be more forgiving towards his actions, and it was my bad. He isn't a good person and no one should see him as anything but a heartless villain. It was my job to make that clear, and I didn't. I'm sorry. Just because I create a lot of content with Leo does not mean I endorse him or his actions.

Going forward, I want to make it clear that SA will not be involved in this AU at all. No art I make will be depicting SA, no content will be depicting SA, none of it. At all. That will not be a part of this AU. I'm sorry I involved it in the first place.

I will also not be changing HOW I depict the two. I have tried my damned hardest to be clear about how these two should be viewed, and if that makes anyone uncomfortable they should not be consuming my content in any way. They are an abusive dynamic that isn't gonna get better. NOTE: SA will not be involved at all. I do not feel like I have to change how I draw for the point to be clear. Because I use pink, or I draw flowers, or any of that doesn't mean I think it's cute, that I condone it, that it's romantic, ANYTHING.

Contrast is a thing in art. Having to look at the artwork for more then 2 seconds to understand it is a thing in art. Please understand that. I don't want to invalidate months of work because not every artwork of them is just a Grayscale thing of usagi crying alone in a dark room. I know what the intent of my content is better then anyone else. I'm not lying or trying to be silly or goofy when i add notes that they are toxic and I am not romantizing them. I'm being dead serious, and it isn't my fault if someone decides that I'm not.

I'm genuine when I say I want feedback on how to improve how I present the topics in my AU. I'm human, I make mistakes, I misunderstand things. It doesn't hurt my feelings and I'm OK with it. I know my followers will have a bias towards my side, but I still want them to be honest with me if I do something wrong. A difficult thing about this situation is that I could go up to two different SA victims and get completely different opinions about how I handle it within my AU. It's hard to get right in that way. One victim loves it, thinks it's done well, etc. One doesn't. Both are valid and no one is more or less important. It can just also add some fog to what I need to change.

As of right now, I'm just gonna go through and delete a few posts that I feel contribute too much to this whole. Issue. This includes the Christmas post and the 1964 Screencap redraw. I'm also gonna take a few days break, so I can clear my head and work on what I need to change about the AU to make it better. I won't be responding to messages or asks during this time. I hope yall can understand where I'm coming from with that. Thank you.

#cw rape mention #cw sa mention #cw sa