#and even if he doesn't then he'll sell it to someone that will

[devswritingcornerorsmth]

Can I please please please have a Telly and Hector (separate) hc for a reader that makes them stuff? Just little trinkets like keychains and jewelry. They’re my absolute faves I love them so so so so so so so so so much

we love all things telly on this blog

also, really sorry if you meant like an actual jeweler- i was thinking like kandi bracelets/necklaces and those mini-rubber band bracelets-

telly goes by they/he pronouns sorry for any confusion!

Telly

= Telly loves jewelry, mostly colourful modern kinds. They have a variety of kandi bracelets, glowstick bracelets, necklaces, and earrings. All of them are colourful and TV-themed that they made themself. Sure, the trinkets are not the best, but he likes them, so that's all that matters. They love keychains and trinkets, always admiring people with mini-backpacks that are decked out in pins and keychains. You may look to yours now.

= You first give them a kandi necklace with a few charms sprinkled between the vibrant beads, picking out the brightest and cutest charms for them. Just a simple string with beads on it. You also put a few letters that reference your favorite show. You also made it so he could hook it on instead of sliding it over his head due to his hair. Suddenly, none of the bracelets he made mattered now.

= Telly takes it and puts it on immediately, letting you hook it in the back. They look so happy, a genuine happy smile on their face as they hug you tight and thank you for the gift. Telly wears it loud and proud, showing it off to anyone who would listen. They always wear it now when you talk to them.

= Next, you make them a small keychain of a TV with a heart in the middle, using all of Telly's colours and inverting them for the heart. It took a little bit, but after it was done, you gave it to Telly. They hug you tightly, spinning you as they thank you over and over with a few kisses peppered in as well.

= They find themselves playing with the beads and keychain, looking it over with a happy, dopey smile on their lips. They take off the necklace just to admire it, knowing that they're so lucky that someone like you is in their life now.

= When they're Realized, they finally get a mini-backpack of their own, along with a few bags. If you have a shop open for your keychains or jewelry, he commissions you every chance he can for almost everything in your shop. He comes to pick all of it up himself, and even bought more materials like resin and acrylic sheets for you to use.

= If you don't have a shop and just do it for a hobby and don't want to sell anything, Telly shows up every week when they can to watch you make different keychains and bracelets. They always text ahead and will still get you materials if needed. He always buys the more expensive ones, so you don't waste so much money. They also always make sure you're being safe, using gloves, masking when sanding stuff, etc.

= Telly loves watching you work, sitting next to you while something on the TV plays in the background. He watches carefully, hoping that he can make you something in the future.

= They show off every necklace, bracelet, and keychain you make for them. They'll brag to their coworkers about their super talented lover and does not care if their coworkers don't. With your permission, he'll post them on social media and brag on it there, too. Phoenicia had to mute them.

= You soon make a small bracelet for him, a vibrant and colorful one with a little TV dangling from the middle. Their name is placed between the beads. You make one for yourself too, hoping it wasn't too cheesy to have matching bracelets with your lover. When you give it to Telly, you half expect him to burst out crying from happiness and love. He hugs you tight and kisses you, saying it's the best gift ever. They wear it all the time now, except during showers, but he doesn't need that to prove how much he loves you during them.

Hector

= Hector isn't a jewelry person, not wanting to be too flashy or turn too many heads. Not like anyone can see him anyway. He does have a few trinkets here and there that remind him of you, but nothing he wears. Any gift from you might as well be from a god-like figure.

= You struggle at first to make something for Hector, knowing that he preferred to be hidden and not make people stare. You stare at all your beads, trinkets, bits, and bobbles until you find small rubber bands from an old project. You put them on that plastic board to string them together, picking a silver color to match the vent.

= Hector is elated when you present your gift to him, holding it up for him to grab. He holds his hand out, wanting you to put it on while smiling. The room warms up a bit as you do, his deep brown eyes are soft and filled with love, never leaving yours as you slip on the rubber band bracelet. It feels intimate. Maybe a little too much for such a simple action.

= He doesn't show it off, keeping it to himself in his small corner in the attic. You made it for him, so only he gets to see your lovely creation. His fingers trace over the bands with love, being careful not to break it. He will get a little jealous if he sees you giving them to other objects, especially Fantina. Hector does get a little self-conscious if you give your gifts to more attractive members in the house (so basically all of them-), but then goes back to the fact you gave him one first. Even if it was a simple silver rubber band bracelet.

= If he accidentally does end up breaking it, Hector is distraught and apologizes nonstop for ruining something so special. He's broken something you've lovingly made him; he may as well have just slapped you.

= He feels a little bad, but asks for another gift from you. Maybe a ring or another bracelet. You happily comply, making him another bracelet, this time, a simple kandi one. It was a mix of silver, stormy blue, and a deep red. Silver for the grates, red and blue for the wires.

= Hector loves it once again, and asks you to put it on his other hand again. This time, he holds your hand in his, his grip loose if you wanted to pull away. Hector's thumb brushes over your knuckles, eyes never leaving yours.

= "Thank you, my love." He mutters softly.

= When he's Realized, he makes you masks in return, making sure to always include your favorite color. Hector never removes the bracelets you made him, but will swap them out if you make more for him. He loves to come and watch you work, giving you some tips if you work with wood and vice versa.

= Once he finds more confidence in making masks, he soon finds himself trying to learn how to make a bracelet for you, struggling, just as you had all that time ago. It's obviously your favorite color, but he can't decide on how to make it. It has to be big enough to go over your wrist, but not loose enough to fall off or be annoying. At the end, he makes a necklace instead, buying an expensive chain and carving a lightweight, wooden heart with the letter H in the middle so you can always remember him by.

= Hector even makes the wooden ring he proposes to you with.

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i should be sleeping but i love these guys too much hgnnhhng

thanks for reading mwah

[kedreeva]

This bird was recently posted by a breeder who is saying it's a new color mutation, and that the feathers are actually like this- the bird is not wet, it just looks like crap because the feathers are weak/soft (lacking keratin). He seems pretty intent on breeding more of it, as well, which imo is putting profit over animal welfare.

Hopefully enough other peafowl folks (or heck, regular folks, you're welcome to say something if you can be POLITE) will speak gently to him about it before it gets that far, and help him to reconsider. I've already expressed my own concerns to him. At least if he goes through with it, he'll be doing so well aware that he shouldn't be doing it. But I'm really, really hoping he reconsiders.

[manjarundirpakdingo]

Considering Sylus's background, there's a high possibility that he was abandoned and learned to survive on his own. Even as a child he's never been provided for. And although he has a shit ton of money now, and can buy anything under the sun, I don't think he knows what it feels like to be taken care of.

Now as an adult, gifts and caring words are offerings showered to appease him, lavish items and antiques are sent to him just to get the big bad leader of Onichynus on their side. Gifts out of fear, like placing a golden goblet before a dragon hoping he doesn't breathe down on them.

So it's obvious that he's never expected anyone to pay for him. The concept is so arbitrary to him, that he doesn't know how to react when you do.

It's a small thing for you. It happens very early on in the relationship when you were waiting for him at the Linkon market. Your eye happens to catch the stall selling squid-ink ice creams. 'Not worth the price' that's what Tara had said, but the contrast of the black ice-cream and the orange-red gummies reminded you of a specific someone so much that you end up buying two.

"There you go! this one's yours!" You said handing him the cone, it spelled out his alias 'skye' in mini gummies, which he could already tell you found hilarious.

You just handed him the ice-cream and then you were on to something else, but for him the moment stilled. That's the first time someone's given him something just because. No exchange, no expectation, no fear.

It felt... nice? Once the initial shock of it wears out, he waits for you to turn around and cheekily ask him to pay the vendor, but you just don't, already skipping away, your eyes set on something else entirely.

He stares at the stupid overpriced ice-cream in his hands, sloppily spelling out 'skye', as his lips tweak in a smile. It leaks onto his wrist under the humid Linkon sun and he licks it off, cringing a little at the taste. But he'll gobble it up, not a crumb left and the freebie napkin folded neatly and tucked into his pocket for a keepsake.

Once in a while, He could get used to this

[yanderedrabbles]

Yandere Mobster

Chicago - 1931 The Height of Prohibition The mafia is earning top dollar smuggling alcohol into the country. And one mobster has his eye on you.

Yandere! Mobster who's a made man, who drives a nice car even after the stock market crash forced most people to sell theirs.

Yandere! Mobster who wears a tailored suit and fedora, his black hair swept back. Who everyone in the neighbourhood says is a good guy, a decent man, even if he does work for the don.

Yandere! Mobster who pulls up next to you when you're walking home from work. It's late and clouds are scudding across the moon.

Yandere! Mobster who leans out his window and offers to drive you home. Who says these streets ain't safe for a pretty girl like you.

Yandere! Mobster who's known you since you were children. Two kids from immigrant families, playing together in the tiny bits of open space your apartments could offer.

Yandere! Mobster who keeps looking at you and marvelling at how grown up you both are. Where did that scruffy little girl go? And when did you get so pretty?

Yandere! Mobster who spends the whole drive chatting about old times. Who makes you laugh at his stories about running from the landlady and stashing his school books behind the canteen.

Yandere! Mobster who leans over you and pulls the door closed when you move to get out. Who looks you dead in the eye when he asks if you're having trouble with your rent.

The mob is a big part of the community afterall, and he knows just about everything.

You drop your eyes, embarrassed. Your brothers have their own families to care for, you say. Things are hard but if you pick up a few more shifts at the factory, you might manage it.

Yandere! Mobster who sighs and digs in his suit pocket. Who pulls out a stack of cash and counts it right in front you.

Yandere! Mobster who offers you enough for two months of rent. A small fortune to someone from your part of town.

You shake your head, horrified. You can't afford the interest, you tell him.

Yandere! Mobster who scoffs and asks if you really think he's offering a loan when you've known each other for years? It's a gift, to keep your mama out of the cold.

Yandere! Mobster who smiles at the hesitant way you accept the money. You're too proud to ever ask for help and he knows it. Just like when you were kids.

Yandere! Mobster who gets out and opens the car door for you like a gentleman, even if he knows the whole apartment building will talk about it.

Yandere! Mobster who grins that charming, good guy smile even though he has a gun holstered under his jacket and a shovel in the trunk. Who says he'll consider things even if you cook him dinner some time.

Yandere! Mobster who visits your ma while you're at work. Who tells her he's interested in you and wants her blessing. And your ma is all too happy to give it. He's such a good boy, she says, and she knows he's always had a soft spot for you.

Yandere! Mobster who insists on driving you home after work everyday. Even when you blush and complain that he's going out of his way.

Yandere! Mobster who gratefully accepts the gifts you offer him. Fresh baked bread, jars of your mama's famous marinara sauce, homecooked meals... Who eats so much better when you take care of him.

Yandere! Mobster who eventually runs out of luck and straight into trouble. What was supposed to be a routine whiskey delivery turns out to be a sting operation.

Yandere! Mobster who sees his partner get a hole blasted right through him and almost die. Who fires at the cops until his tommy gun is red hot and smoking. Who ends up with so much blood on his hands he ain't sure it will ever wash off.

Yandere! Mobster who finds himself at your door afterwards, his coat drenched by the rain.

Yandere! Mobster who doesn't resist when you pull him inside and strip away his jacket and shirt. There's blood on your hands after you hang up his coat, and you pretend not to notice it.

Yandere! Mobster who can see your curiosity fighting against your sense. In the end, you don't ask him a single question about it.

Yandere! Mobster who sinks gratefully into the bath you draw for him. And who falls asleep the second his head hits your pillow.

Yandere! Mobster who's gone by morning. His bloodstained coat gone with him.

Yandere! Mobster who asks around about you and finds out you've got a whole score of fellas vying for your hand.

Yandere! Mobster who let's it be known that he's interested in you and watches with satisfaction as all your potential suitors drop away.

Except for one. He just spits and says you're a grown woman and can choose your own man.

Yandere! Mobster and his buddies pick the guy up after a late shift. Tie his hands behind his back and gag him before they toss him in the trunk.

Yandere! Mobster who beats the shit out of him. Who breaks his nose with a knuckle duster and his ribs with a crowbar. Who grabs his hair with bloody fingers and hisses that you're off limits.

Yandere! Mobster whose buddies lounge against the warehouse wall and smoke, never bothering to question what a simple dock worker did to deserve such a brutal beating.

Yandere! Mobster who sniffs your hair when you hug him. He's like a dog - always making sure other men haven't left their scent on you.

Yandere! Mobster who let's his hands wander when he takes you out dancing. Who kisses you goodnight and let's his lips brush your neck before he pulls away.

Yandere! Mobster who goes home and jerks off to you, his teeth bared and head bent forward. Who snarls at you to take it, take it like a good girl.

Yandere! Mobster who tells his don about you - how pretty you are, how clever, how discreet. The man leans back in his chair and pulls on his cigar.

She'll never make a liar of you. You should marry her just for that.

Yandere! Mobster who shows up at your door a week later, an engagement ring burning a hole in his pocket.

Be my girl. And I promise I'll take care of you.

You think about the night he came to you covered in blood and not speaking a word. You think about your friend from the docks and the way he dissappeared. You think about the way people look away when you're with him in public.

You say yes, as though you have a choice.

[fairyhaos]

the small romantic gestures that seventeen would be

this has been in my head since april so it's really nice to finally!!!! be able to get it out :>

masterlist

seungcheol

maintaining eye contact as you talk. it's such a devastatingly lovely action and it shows how attentive he is of you, all the time, even if you're just telling him some silly story about something that happened at work. he pays attention to you, always, because he cares. he'll smile at you, looking you in the eye and silently encouraging you to continue talking even if the rest of the group isn't quite interested anymore, because he still is, because it's you, and he's always interested in what you have to say. 

jeonghan

sincerely complimenting your outfits. you quite like fashion. he likes being stylish, but he wouldn't exactly call himself the biggest fashionista, and you know this and are totally fine with that. but sometimes he'll look over at what you've decided to wear on your date, do a double take and very genuinely tell you what he likes about it. he tells you you're pretty every day, sure, but the fact he takes the time to notice your clothes even though he doesn't really care about that kind of thing? you feel touched that he's paying attention to something that you care about, too. 

joshua

holding doors open for you. he’s a gentleman, and also a little shit, and holding doors for you is the perfect way to be both. it's sweet, and helps you carry on your conversations without a hitch, and earns him a warm smile as you enter through the cafe doors he's held open for you. but he also holds the door when you're several metres away, just grinning as you glare and do that awkward hop-run towards him so he won't be standing there by the door for ages. nevertheless, the action is often mindless, natural, showing how much he always goes out of his way to help you, even with the little things. 

junhui

sends you pics and is like “this is us!!!!”. it's not ur typical romantic gesture thing, but it also shows how he just thinks about you, always. whenever he goes out anywhere you can bet he'll take a photo of two cats or two leaves or, one time, two cigarette butts on the floor and tell u how they look just like you two <33 even if you can't see any sort of correlation whatsoever, it warms your heart and you find yourself looking forward to the silly little pictures that junhui sends you. you have a whole album in your phone dedicated to them, in fact. he cries when he finds out. 

hoshi

giving you flowers. not the plastic-wrapped, fancily arranged flowers. just… flowers he finds. a pretty violet in the park that made him think of you. a sunflower from the girl selling flowers in front of her house because they're cute and he thinks you're cute too. sometimes the flowers are growing in someone's garden so he sends you photos of them, because flowers are pretty and it only seems right to send pretty things to the prettiest person he knows. and it feels more heartfelt to send you these ones, the real ones, rather than the perfectly picked flowers in the shop. because that's what you are. beautiful and real.

wonwoo

he becomes talkative when he's with you. this isn't rlly a gesture (most of these aren't tbh) but he just. he just talks so much when he's talking to you. wonwoo is quite introverted, and even with the others, he'll probably talk the least, but when it comes to you, it's like the words just flow out of him. you make him feel comfortable. he wants to tell you everything, to share every detail of his life with you, because there's just something about you that makes him feel lighter, softer, more relaxed. there are few who know wonwoo better than he knows himself, but he's more than happy with the fact that you're one of them.

woozi

smiling whenever he sees you. every time your eyes meet, every single damn time, the corners of his lips will twitch upwards and his eyes will crinkle just that little bit. most of the time, it's unintentional, and it makes you feel giddy to know you have such an unconscious effect on him. sometimes, he'll smile for your sake even when he's exhausted out of his mind, and that touches your heart, because he cares enough to put on a smile for you, to try and comfort you, to show you that he loves you even when he's like this. 

minghao

remembering small things about you. you swear that minghao probably had some secret file full of information about you, because you really don't know how he does it. you'll offhandedly mention something about your niche food preferences one time, but he'll remember it and randomly bring it up when you're out at dinner three months later. it's like some sort of magic, but when you comment on it, minghao just shrugs with a smile. of course he remembers these things about you. who do you think he is? 

mingyu

sending “goodnight” and “good morning” texts. every. single. day. it's so devastatingly sweet of him, and he always wakes up a little earlier than you, so you get to start each day with a brief, adorable morning update from your boyfriend. they're sometimes the only things that get you out of bed, and at night, you know you're guaranteed one last conversation with the love of your life before you go to sleep, and nothing is more comforting than going to bed whilst imagining mingyu murmuring a warm “goodnight” into your ears

dokyeom

holding hands. the action itself could be romantic enough, but he always has a specific intention, a specific reason that causes him to hold your hand. you never know how he knows, but when you're particularly stressed or overwhelmingly exhausted or simply feeling like you're at your limit, his hand finds yours, fingers interlacing, his touch warm and safe and grounding. it's like he always knows, like he's aware that he's your lifeline, that he's the one thing you need in order to keep sane. he holds your hand, and that small action speaks louder than any “i love you” he's ever said. 

seungkwan

“so, tell me how your day went?”. he's a yapper, he won't deny it, and firmly tells you that it's because gossip just loves him so he kind of Has to talk about stuff, Always. there's always something or other going on in his life at any given point and if he can, he'll 100% tell you every single detail. nevertheless, he's still aware that he can sometimes talk a little too much, so after a bit, he'll always settle down and turn the topic to you. regardless of how busy he is, he'll always find time to talk about you and what you've been up to, no matter what. 

vernon

tucking your hair out of your face. it's habitual, and he won't even bat an eye as he lifts a finger to brush a strand of hair away before it can get caught on your lips or fly into your eyes. it's sweet, but also a little unusual, so you ask him about it one day, as he's tucking loose curls behind your ear. and he says it's simply because he likes watching you talk, likes looking at your face as your eyes shine and you chatter animatedly, and he didn't want your hair getting in the way. he likes looking at you, he says. so he tucks your hair out of your face. 

chan

he's always planning “surprise dates”. it's so cute bc you always know when they're coming, because he's grinning ridiculously wide and looking so!! adorably!! pleased with himself before he asks you out but it's just so endearing that you always smile and laugh as you say yes. the fact that he never gets tired of planning things for you, for arranging days where he does things specifically for you and takes you out to do things that he thinks you will love… it shows how much he loves you, even without him having to say the words. 

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[ghostdeals]

It bother me so much that people misunderstand sayaka miki's descent into madness in madoka magica. She doesnt become a witch "just because of a boy." Sayaka is a character who ties all her self worth into being in service of others. We can see this right from the start with her idolization of mami and everything that she was. She saw mami as this "perfect hero" even though mami i would say is mentally the weakest of the holy quintet. In the timelines where mami finds out about the incubator's true goals she always immediately breaks and goes crazy, trying to kill the other girls in her own twisted way of trying to "save them". Instead of seeing the fragile person that mami was, sayaka instead sort of treats her as a martyr, a goal to achieve. We continue on to sayaka's magical girl wish. Instead of wishing for something for herself, she instead sells her soul for the sake of kyousuke. Then when he starts dating hitomi she spirals not because she's sad about the rejection but because she feels replaced in his life, that he doesn't need or want her around anymore. Then she throws herself into her magical girl work not seeing that she's harming herself because she justifies it with "well im saving people that means what im doing is a good thing." She doesn't see that she's becoming more sloppy, more ruthless until its too late. It's only in the end when she turns into a witch that her story gets resolved.

Sayaka Miki is an incredibly sad character to me. While her actions have the illusion of being selfless and "for the greater good" she is actually incredibly selfishly motivated. Everything she does is in service of wanting praise and admiration from the people she cares about. If she helps kyousuke he'll appreciate her and love her, if she becomes a hero she'll receive praise and admiration for being a good person. This is why it is important that of all people it was kyoko that fought sayaka in the end. To homura, sayaka is someone to be saved. To mami, sayaka is her sweet apprentice/younger sister figure. To madoka, sayaka is her energetic and happy go lucky friend. Kyoko is the only one who from the start called sayaka out on her bullshit, seeing straight through her. And at the end, kyoko is the one who truly accepts sayaka. Sayaka as the witch Oktavia von Seckendorff is stated multiple times in official material to be "looking for love." In the end it it kyoko who gives her that love. Even when sayaka has lost her humanity it is kyoko who accepts her for the entirety of who sayaka is with all of her selfishness and desires. She is the one who sees what sayaka has become and stays together with her till both of their ends. Kyoko choosing to die with sayaka is her saying "I'm here for you, i know all of you, and I will love you regardless."

[disgustingtwitches]

MDNI

141 as your drug dealer boyfriend

Ghost- Let's be real with ourselves, Ghost is not a good man. He doesn't care who he hurts, as long as he gets his. He will do anything to get what he wants and there is no stopping him. It's what made him a great soldier, and it's what makes him a great kingpin. He moves weight to put it lightly. There isn't a moment where an uncut key is unmoving; from a warehouse, to a plane (or car, or train), to a distributor, to a pusher, to up someone's nose. He'll try to do some damage control, make sure things aren't cut with fent, but that's only to make sure customers keep coming back. He likes to keep his hands clean, in the sense that he'll never be the one to pull the trigger on anyone that's out of line. Living up to his name, no one knows what he looks like. Hell, a lot of people don't even think he's real.

But when it comes to you, Simon's a different man. No talk about work, just you and him. Other than the multiple hidden guns around the house and Glock he sleeps with, life is normal with you. Holiday homes in the French countryside and Bahamas. Designer everything. Sports cars in all your favorite colors. You want for nothing. It's the life he wanted for you. After all those years of crying and hurt when he was away for weeks or months, you deserved the world. Want the new Hermès bag? You got it. Can't choose between the black or white louboutins? Get both. Stop eating you out because you can't feel your toes anymore? Sorry love, only thing he can't do for you.

Soap- Johnny is a small business owner. Weighs everything out by his own hand. Presses his own pills. Let's you help baggie everything up. A social butterfly, this man is at every concert, rave, or music festival. Sometimes he has a friend help push his stuff when he just wants to stay home with you, but for the most part he's his own salesman. And a damn good one. Never has overstock. No matter how much he brings with him, he'll always sellout.

Has a supernatural sense of being shorted. Can tell if a bag is even a few grams off just by holding it.

"Ye'r an idiot if ye think ye kin short me."

And when the other party denies, he always keeps a pocket scale on him, setting the parcel on it. And sure enough, he's always right.

He'll come home with a few grand, the only job you have is to sit there and look pretty. And roll his spliffs. Sitting in his lap, tucking the rolling paper into itself and licking it closed while he counts out a fat wad of cash. He hands you a fat stack,

"A've never bin good wi' money. Ye know how to spend it better than me."

He never touches the stuff he sells, no need to when all the dopamine he needs is right between your legs.

"Ten times better than any o tha' shite, anyways."

He pants in your ear while folding you in half, firm grip on your throat.

Gaz- When it comes to psychedelics, Kyle is your go-to man. He's a fucking genius, synthesizes his own DMT and LSD in a lab. It's a state of the art facility, clean with the latest and greatest equipment available. He supplies the whole Northeast. If it's a hallucinogen, it's most likely Gaz's product. And if it's good, it's definitely his. He has a cozy set up with some "organization" that he cooks for. Steers clear of actually selling to people, no need to when his clients line his pockets so well. Never brings work home, he even wears different clothes when he's in the lab.

He has a set schedule he has to adhere to but sometimes he's able to take vacations with you. And that's how you ended up bent over a balcony watching the sunset in Punta Cana,

"I work so hard to make you happy, now it's my turn yeah?"

A breeze sends a shiver up your spine while he kisses your shoulder,

"I know a private beach where you can even out those tan lines,"

Of course he doesn't give a shit about that, he just wants to fuck you silly on the seaside (and show off to anyone who might be watching.)

Price- Caring and nurturing, the man naturally has a green thumb. And alongside his prized heirloom tomatoes, he grows really, really good weed. Has a whole growroom in his basement, decked out with proper ventilation, ACs, UV lights, the works. The man grows medical grade weed that private clinics buy from him. He's legit. And of course he serves the public as well under the table, sells only to people he knows and established clients can refer others to him. He treats his plants like his babies, even going as far as to play music for them (according to him classical music helps them grow better???). You don't know where he finds the time, but he also made you rose garden for your anniversary. He brings up the idea of a family every so often. He'll finish as deep inside of you as possible,

"Let's replace that plant nursery for a real one, yeah love?"

Gonna write actual stories for each one if y'all like this ( . * 3 * . )/`

[saymio]

Who's most likely to force reader to sleep with someone for money. Basically forcing her into prostitution.

Hwang inho

Thanos

Nam gyu

Myung gyi

Player 388

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A/N: omg??I LOVE REQUESTS LIKE THIS I make them quickly n I have fun nyehehhehe.

contains: thanos, namgyu, inho, gyeongseok, daeho

Thanos

I see him doing this the most, does not gaf about what happens to you, doesn't even try guilt tripping you into saying yes he just tells you the two of you need more money and that you're going to sleep with guys for it one random night. you cry and plead for him to not do it for actual hours but he ignores you and basically turns into your pimp and keeps all the money you make from then on. "its for us baaabee" is all he tells you when you express concerns about what he's spending all the money on...and of course you believe your sweet boyfriend.. when your landlord personally came to your apartment door and told the two of you that you were late 4 months of rent you exploded. this was the first time you stood up for yourself, yelling at Thanos and asking why he even needed the money if it wasn't for 'us'. Thanos just found this amusing and funny. he paid the late rent and forced you to keep selling yourself off. more than before. now you're just stuck in this loop of sex work with no way out..you knew Thanos would kill you if you left..

2. Namgyu

he's similar to Thanos, but less aggressive about it and manipulates you more into it. uses your financial position as a reason to start doing it. (that he's the reason you're in) will try to sway you into it as well, "just for a weeekk you're debt will be covered and you could live the normal live you've always wanted babbyy." he'll say all this while he's hugging your back and whispering it into your ear. if that doesn't work he'll start using his position to convince you. "we need the money babe!! I'm broke, I can barely afford food. if you start doing this we'll have enough for my debts and food...don't you want me to be happy?" he'll beg and beg for weeks until you finally give in. once you do he basically does what Thanos does but only give you a small portion of the money telling you "its all we made" when it clearly wasn't.. but you believed him, your boyfriend wouldn't force you into this just so he could take the money for himself!! doesn't even use if for his debt or said food he was so lacking of. he just buys drugs and nice things, ingoring the fact he has a group of men going for his neck.. he doesn't let you stop once you say your week is over, he forced you to keep going and if you quit he'll leak all the videos he took to everyone you knew.... so you really had no choice but to keep doing this until he thinks he's had enough money.

3. Inho

i don't see him forcing you into sex work in person, but I see him forcing you to sell your nudes and sex clips online just for the fun of it. he obviously doesn't need the money to take care of you or himself he just finds it amusing how uncomfortable and upset you get from it. will take tons of photos and videos of you on his cock while you beg him to stop and that it makes you uncomfortable. he loves seeing you in pain, it turns him on like crazy. will force you to read all the comments and messages you get from your little twitter account, he doesn't understand why you're so upset!! random guys on the internet think you're hot and would fuck you any day of the week just like him. what's the problem with that? will buy you a ton of tiny lingerie and toys and lock you into a room for hours until you make a certain amount of content for your 'fans'. doesn't like to admit it but he jerks off to your photos almost every night

4. Gyeong seok

he wouldn't do it unless he REALLY needs it..like now. he wouldn't be like namgyu or thanos that takes all the money just for nice things but uses it so he can put food on the table and pay his daughters medical bills. will 100% manipulate you into it, but it'd be really subtle. "you know how nayeon is really sick right...she really needs the money.. i- im sorry for asking but would you ever like..sleep with a man for money.." acts like he'd accept no as an answer but really wouldn't, he knows this money is valuable and will do anything to have you say yes. "nayeon would be really happy if she could finally treat her cancer" "nayeon's been really hungry these days" uses his daughter as more reason why you should say yes. you're his girlfriend and you love nayeon, right? you should do this small favor for her... you end up saying yes only after a few weeks and gyeong seok doesn't make it a secret that he wants to take all the money so he can put food on the table and pay the important stuff for his and his daughters needs. he thought you'd fight back but you just accepted it, you wanted to help your boyfriend and maybe by doing this he'd finally marry you once he gets back on his feet like he tells you.. he doesn't really know how to feel about you sleeping with other men but he knows he's the reason for it so he cant complain.. 100% fucks you again when you get home so you remember who you actually belong to. it makes you feel better about everything that's happening.. wont force you to keep selling yourself off once he pays off everything he needs, will just try his best to provide for both and nayeon like he should be doing.

5. daeho

he doesnt, I KNOW! IM SORRY! I KNOW BORING, THROW TOMATOES ALL U WANT!! I just don't see him doing this like AT ALL. would rather work 6 jobs at the same time than ever force you into something like this.

A/N: I feel like this highkey sucks but oh well. noeul fic is prolly dropping today or tmr doe YAY #writersblock

TAGLIST: @pollys-doublelife @gongyoosgf

[confuzing]

Wu Yanzi has a qi deviation. Shen Jiu doesn't do a damned thing to help, and once the man is dead he strips the body of anything useful and leaves his corpse in the woods they were camping in.

He's not sure where he is, and he can't go back to the last city they were in and ask (they were hiding in the woods for a reason) so he pushes forward, eventually reaching a small town on the Luo river just as a blizzard rolls in. Every inn he tries is full but a kindly fisherman tells him about a hut by the river the fishermen use to keep warm- it has a fireplace and should be empty for the night. Shen Jiu has slept worse places so he goes and settles in.

He thinks at first he's imagining the crying baby, but eventually he risks the storm to check- if it's a demon trying to lure people out he'll just kill it and sell it for parts later.

"No one wanted me either." he tells the actual baby as he sets it down by the fire, still in it's ice-crusted basket. "You're welcome."

It might be a bad idea, but a baby will make him seem more trustworthy and sympathetic. If it's too much of a hassle he'll just leave it somewhere else.

This works out pretty well for him and baby Binghe, they're at least well fed if not particularly rich as they keep up their wandering.

One night they're caught out in the open during an icy rain storm. Shen Jiu stuffs them into a hollow in the roots of a nearby massive tree to keep them dry. He thinks he's laying on a rock until he pulls a glowing crystal ball the size of a meat bun out of the leaf litter.

Shen Jiu's never seen a God Machine Orb (for evoking deus ex machinae) so he doesn't know what he's doing when he holds the glowing orb up for Binghe to play with. And he doesn't register how openly he is speaking to the baby at that moment. He is really tired though, and the orb is warm to the touch, so he and Binghe doze off with the orb still in their hands.

Meanwhile.

Tianlang Jun wakes up from a nightmare he knows is real. His lover is dead and he needs to burn Huan Hua Palace to the ground in retribution. Then he needs to go get his son- but the baby is safe for now with that rogue cultivator and he really really needs to rip the old palace master's head off so he's doing that first.

Once Huan Hua Palace is razed to the ground Tianlang Jun goes to collect his son before deciding what to do with the other human sects.

This proves harder than anticipated, the rogue cultivator didn't stay in the little town on the river- and it's not until the second dream that he's able to track them down.

He sees them leave an inn he's been to before and walk along the main road for some time. He sees where they leave the road to seek shelter from the sudden storm. He sees them find the God Machine Orb (well that explains these dreams) and listens as the orb pulls it's wielders' heart's desire from them, so it can grant it.

"I just want to be wanted." the young man tells his baby son. "I know I'm unworthy and disgusting, but I want someone to love me anyway."

"You can't leave me alright?" he continues. "Even if you have a rich daddy who desperately wants you back you can't leave me."

His son coos at the young man before they both fall asleep. Tianlang Jun wakes up and goes to collect his son and the youth. (Binghe promised not to leave him after all Tianlang Jun heard it himself.)

God Machine Orbs cannot change people's hearts, but even before Shen Jiu wakes up and stabs him Tianlang Jun thinks he likes this kid.

(Shen Jiu wakes up in an unfamiliar really fancy room with an unfamiliar man sitting next to him on an unfamiliar bed and Binghe is missing-ZZL is giving him a bath- of course he stabbed the mystery man.)

And then they have a whole slow burn and eventually kiss. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

[wqlfstqr]

◟𖥻 buzzing love : percy jackson

▰▰ pairing: percy jackson x fem!reader

Percy is often busy but he looks for ways to reassure his love to her, his favorite one lately is coming back from quests with stuffed animals.

mari talking! oh i hate this but i needed to write something and i want someone to buy jellycats for me, so 😓

Percy's always busy with camp related things, he's always training or helping grover with the new demigods or going on quests. People look for him when they need help. Safe to say, he doesn’t have too much free time during the day.

But that doesn’t stop him from showing his girlfriend how much he loves her, even being so busy, he doesn’t want her ever doubting his love for her.

So he's always planning dates, rushing his activities to make some more time to spend with her, being so incredibly clingy after every quest, hugging and kissing her every time he gets. And if people are sick of their PDA, no one says anything, at least not to Percy's face.

They're having a picnic and Percy has his head resting in her lap, her fingers carding through his hair while she shares a story about her time in new york before coming to camp this summer.

"And my aunt didn’t notice that I stopped so she kept walking and left me there." she tells Percy, and when he raises an eyebrow in that protective way of his, she quickly adds, "Totally not my fault, love, you should've seen that store. Of couse I would get distracted."

"What were they selling?" He asks, always indulging her to talk more. Gods, he loves when she talks.

"Jellycats." When he looks at her confused, she giggles. "Stuffed animals, but like the cutest stuffed animals ever, Perce. I swear. Too bad I didn’t have too much money on me, because I would've brought one."

That's it. She doesn't have to tell him twice. Because Percy already knows he'll be coming back with a jellycat next time.

⋆𐙚 albee bee

She has been feeling down ever since Percy and Grover had to go look for some demigod kid spotted in New York. She's sure no one has noticed, because she keeps mostly to herself the whole time.

After training, she goes back directly to her cabin and curls in her bed, hugging a pillow. Is she being dramatic? Yes, does she miss Percy? Yes.

But it's not only about Percy, this time she's also feeling down because she feels insecure. It's difficult not to feel that way when she can see how Chiron sends Annabeth or even Clarisse to these quests with the boys without even hesitating, yet she's never chosen for it. She doesn't feel like a proper demigod.

And she doesn't tell Percy, of couse, because she thinks she's ridiculous for even feeling this way. But she's sure he still knew something was wrong when he came to say goodbye two days ago.

And now, she's down and he's not even around to hug her and make her feel better. He's not supposed to come back until tomorrow.

Except that suddenly, her cabin's door opens, and she thinks it's one of her siblings until she feels her mattress sink with a new weight. "Hi, love, you awake?"

His voice is barely a whisper, but that's enough for her to immediately sit up to look at him with widened eyes. When she finally realizes he's not some fantasy out of her dreams, she jumps into his arms.

Percy chuckles, his arms wrapping around her waist to hold her close. "Hey, pretty girl." he mumbles as he presses a kiss on her temple. "I heard you've been feeling down lately."

"I thought you weren't supposed to come back until tomorrow?" she asks, pulling back slightly only to look at his face and smile brightly.

"Yes, but we found the boy earlier than expected. Thankfully before the monsters found him, too." he tells her, his hand pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "I just had to make a stop in the way to surprise you with this."

He keeps one hand around her waist while his other hand reaches to pull something from behind him, and he holds it up to her. A bee stuffed animal. The cutest bee stuffed animal.

"You told me you wanted one of those jellycats." he explains, and her heart skips a beat. "And this little guy reminded me of you. Bees are small, yeah, but they're powerful. They make the world brighter, just by being in it. Just like you."

She almost feels like crying as she grabs the bee and hugs it to her chest, looking at the tag hanging from it. "It's named Albee." She mumbles, then looks back at Percy with tears in her eyes. "Thank you so much, Perce, it's perfect."

"Anything for you, love." he replies fondly.

⋆𐙚 storm octopus

Percy has been too busy lately, he feels pulled in eight different directions with camp duties, quests, training, new campers and prophecies. Normally, he wouldn't mind.

Except that this has meant that he doesn’t get as much time with her as he would like. He knows she understands, she always does. But still, he doesn’t like it.

That's when he gets Storm the octopus. Yes, maybe he had to sneak out of camp with Blackjack to go buy it, but it's totally worth it.

She's totally worth it.

So later that night, when she's resting on his bed, he suddenly pulls the octopus plushie. "Got this one for you today."

She looks at the plushie, then back at Percy, and he almost chuckles at the surprise in her eyes as she reaches for the blue octopus. "How did you even managed to get this?"

"You already know how easy it's to bribe Blackjack." He shrugs, grinning. "And before you scold me, please let me tell you why I got it."

"Okay, enlighten me." She rolls her eyes fondly, hugging the octopus.

"You know, sometimes everyone needs so much from me that I feel like I need to stretch myself or have eight arms to help everyone." He sits at the edge of his bed, reaching to pull her close to him. "But you're still the center of everything. Every part of me reaches for you. I could have eight arms and every single one would yearn to hug you at the end of the day."

This time, she almost drops the octopus when she suddenly lunges to kiss Percy. "I love you so much." she tells him, eyes full of love.

"I love you so much more, sweetheart." He replies against her lips before pulling away, grinning. "So, how do we feel about Storm? Did you see it's blue? How cool is that?"

⋆𐙚 Persimmon dragon

She gets injured during capture the flag. Percy hates that he was not there to protect her. He hates that he only finds out via iris call while on his quest. And he hates that he's not around to take care of her while she has to rest because of her ankle.

He has made up his mind to find out whoever it was that hurt his girl and maybe make that person regret it. But he knows she'll probably won't appreciate him getting all over protective.

And there’s nothing much he can do being so far away from camp, anyways.

But when it's time for him to go back, he knows what he has to do. Which is why he shows up with a dragon. Well, a dragon plushie anyways.

"Percy, that thing is huge!" She gasps softly, still on bed rest, a cast on her feet.

"Only the best for you, pretty girl." He replies simply, placing the large white dragon beside her.

Percy takes a seat at the edge of the bed, being careful with her as he reaches to push some hair from her face. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here to protect you, love."

"It's okay, Perce, you had important things to do." She smiles at him softly. "No big deal."

But Percy frowns at her words. "You are the most important thing for me." He cups her face and leans to press a kiss on her forehead. "This is why I got you this one."

He takes the dragon to show it to her, she giggles softly, taking it from his hands.

"You didn’t have to." But she's already smiling as she hugs the dragon close to her.

And that smile is everything to Percy. Nothing else matters but that smile.

"I absolutely had to, are you kidding?" He replies in an overly dramatic tone. "You deserve to have a dragon to protect you when i'm not around. A fierce, loyal, brave dragon. Just like the girl I fight for."

The girl he fights for. That's what she'll always be.

⋆𐙚 ricky rain frog

This has been the longest week for Percy, Grover and him had to take a roadtrip to Buffalo to look for some Demigod kid one of the satyrs had located around there.

The catch? The kid had apparently ran off from school and he didn’t come home. They had been following him around New York with absolutely no luck.

And each passing day he missed her more than the one before. So, when they finally managed to get to the kid just before a monster got to him first, Percy was only thrilled about coming back to her.

He barely made it through the whole debriefing with Chiron before he was running through camp, looking for her. He tried her cabin first, but there was no one there. Then the pavilion— still no luck.

Percy's getting desperate until he hears the sounds of swords clashing near the arena. He rounds the corner, and there she is.

It seems that she's finishing her training, the tip of her sword lowered as she caught her breath, with a practice flick she guided her sword into the scabbard at her side, some strands of hair sticking to her sweaty face.

And then he's running. Not walking. Running past the other campers, straight to her. She barely has any time to react before he's kissing her— hands cupping her race like he's afraid she might disappear if he lets go. It's messy, and full of love, and so very Percy, his sea-salt scent invading her senses as he mumbles a soft, "Gods, I missed you" into her lips.

She lets out a breathless giggle. "You didn’t tell me you were coming back today."

"Surprise?" He smiles, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek, then another into the tip of her nose, and another just below her jaw, almost like he's making up for lost time. "Speaking of surprises."

He barely pulls back, enough to pull the frog jellycat from his backpack. This one is his favorite one: a grumpy-looking green frog.

She snorts as she takes it from him. "Why is he so grumpy?"

"This frog is how i've felt this whole week." He grins, leaning to press another kiss to her lips before he keeps talking. "All sad without your kisses."

"You're so dramatic." She giggles against his lips, her cheeks red.

"Not dramatic at all, love, I've been feeling like that frog the whole week." Percy replies, his hands coming down to the back of her neck to pull her to him again.

He's kissing her like a man starved, as if he hasn't seen her in years, which is how he felt even if it was only a week. "But now that I have the princess' kisses, I'm back to being okay."

She could tell him he's being ridiculous, but before she can even process his words, he suddenly lunges forward to claim her lips with his again. And the frog almost falls off her hands.

⋆𐙚 amuseables val & tina love locks

The next one, she finds it on her bed, nestled against her pillows like it has always belonged there.

There’s no note left with it, and Percy definitely didn’t explain it at all. It's simply... there. Just two plush red hearts locked with each other, their little stitched smiles are ridiculously cheerful.

And she knows the context before Percy even has the time to explain it.

Yet, she still asks when he comes into her cabin moments later. "What's this one for? was there a holiday or quest I missed?"

He shrugs, sitting on her bed beside her to press a kiss to her cheek with a loud mwah. "Do I need a reason to buy something nice for my beautiful girlfriend? I think not."

But there’s always an explanation. Always. And she knows there’s one to this because of the silly smile on his face.

He can barely contain his mystery act for some seconds more before he finally explains, "I just saw it and it reminded me of us. You know, always attached but happy."

She hugs it to her chest. "So it's us."

"Yes, love, it's us." He nods, smiling brightly. "Always destined to be together. Locked in."

And it's perfect. There’s no more explanation for it.

⋆𐙚 extra: amuseables diamond ring

years later.

It's late when she gets home, grocery bag on her hip while she unlocks the door to their apartment. The lights are off, and there's no signs of Percy anywhere, she thinks it means that he's probably running late.

Still, she tries, "Percy?" but there’s no answer. Only silence.

But she doesn't think much of it as she leaves the groceries in the counter and walks into their bedroom.

It takes her a moment to realize, distracted while taking her shoes off, but it's only when she looks up that she notices something's... off.

Their bed is covered. Crowded. With every jellycat he has ever given her. The bee, the dragon, the frog and octopus, the hearts, the ones from the flowers collection he had given her over the years, every single one she has gotten from him for christmas or random holidays. Even that bunny bag charm that she always carries with her on her bag.

Every single one, arranged carefully on top of the comforter, creating a perfect circle.

And in the middle of that circle, there’s one she doesn’t recognize right away. Not until she takes a step closer and realizes— it's a ring.

A smiley, sparkling, ring plushie propped up. Like it's simply part of the collection. But she knows she didn’t have that one before. She knows.

Her shaky hand flies to her mouth, and she looks around as if she's half expecting it to be some kind of joke. But no. She knows what this is.

Finally, she spins around and— there he is. Leaning against the doorframe in a way that doesn’t seem casual at all, his arms behind his back, looking at her like she's the only thing worth looking at in the whole universe.

His voice is a little shaky, a giddy but nervous smile on his face. "So," He nods towards the bed. "Want me to explain the new plushie too? Because I kinda have a question that sums it all up."

Her laugh is slightly choked as she nods, her eyes full of tears.

And he drops to one knee, pulling out the real ring.

[makixroll]

HAPPY WIFE = HAPPY LIFE — euijoo ۫ ꣑ৎ

pairing . . . euijoo x fem!reader

contents . . . pregnancy , cravings , soon to be parents , married couple , fluff .

Euijoo sighs as he stared at the closed door of your shared bedroom. Just a minute ago, you were fussing and pouting about wanting a "pink orange fruit" in the middle of the night. Euijoo, being the calm and sweetest husband you could ever have, calmly told you that the food you were craving doesn't exist, and even if it does, he doubts there would be any open stores that would sell those at this late hour.

Which lead Euijoo to stand in front of your shared bedroom as you pushed him away and locked him out of the room. Euijoo loves you too much to even get irritated by your wild cravings, and if it was even possible, he'll get you all the things you're craving—even if it was a piece of the moon. You were already five months pregnant, which explains the intense emotions, mood swibgs and cravings you've been experiencing.

One time, Maki had to sleep over at your house, sleeping at the extra mattress you asked Euijoo to put inside your bedroom since you wanted to. The younger guy of course, was bewildred with your request, staring at Euijoo weirdly, as if asking him what had gotten into you. Your husband had to explain that it's something to do with your pregnancy. The only reason why you wanted Maki to stay and sleep over was because you adored his dimple so much, especially when he smiles.

Euijoo was so close to breaking down and thinking you had fallen out of love with him, when he suddenly stumbled upon an article about pregnant women being fixated with someone or something, and that someone might've been Maki at the moment. He had also read some articles where their wives even kicked their husbands out of the house since they don't want to see them because of their hormones. Which Euijoo was glad he didn't get to experience. Your fixation with Maki's dimple died down, and is long gone, which Euijoo and Maki were glad for.

Euijoo grabbed his phone from the table, biting his bottom lip as he opened his friends group chat, typing in a message.

euijoo: do you guys know where can I get a pink orange?

k: what???

nicholas: have you gone nuts bro?

maki: don't tell me this is another pregnancy cravings gone wrong of hers

euijoo: okay, i wont tell you that then.

yuma: y/n's cravings are so weird and funny

taki: am i the only one who's curious what a pink orange tastes like

fuma: you're alone in this one, bud. We can't help you even if we wanted to LOL.

Euijoo could only sigh heavily once again as he tried thinking some ways to give you a pink orange. Suddenly, he heard the twist of the door knob from inside the room, his eyes stared at the door, hope building up inside him as he waited for you to open it.

You slightly opened the door and peaked outside, a small pout present on your lips as you had your eyebrows furrowed together, staring at your tall husband who had a pitiful look plastered on his face, as if he was kicked—which was kinda true, just not physically.

"Yeobo, are you okay? Do you need anything?" Euijoo asked, in his honey-like voice; so sweet.

"You won't be sleeping with me and the baby unless you bring home a pink orange." You said sternly before closing the door once again. Euijoo's shoulders slumped in defeat, opening his phone again as he felt a vibration, which indicated that there was a notification.

k: just try soaking food coloring on a peeled orange. she probably won't suspect a thing lol. Just make a pregnant woman happy and you're all good.

maki: happy wife = happy life

euijoo: we ran out of food coloring when y/n made those colored pancakes for u guys

taki: i miss those

nicholas: i have food coloring if u want 'em

euijoo: omw.

When Euijoo came back home quietly, you were still locked up in your shared room. He assumed you had already gone to sleep since it was already 1 am, and he's glad you had gone to sleep instead since sleeping late isn't good for the baby. Euijoo prepared all the things he needed to create a pink orange that you demanded him to buy. He could only let out a sigh as he did the work, praying for the heavens above that you wouldn't notice that it was fake, just covered in food dye.

Euijoo soaked the peeled oranges in the pink-colored liquid, he left it there for an hour since it was already 2 am when he glanced at the clock. He heard a faint twist of the door knob echoed through the quiet home.

"Juju..." you called out, you stood far away from him, your eyes were droopy and a bit red— Euijoo assumed you cried since he didn't get to give what you wanted immediately. A pout present on your face as if you didn't wanna come and fetch him in the first place, while your hands were supporting your growing stomach.

Your husband, Euijoo, quickly put a plate on top of the bowl of soaked oranges as he pushed it away, so that you wouldn't get to see it. He then quickly walked up to you, his hands hovering in the air as he contemplated whether it was okay to touch you or not.

"Why are you still awake, Yeobo? Are you feeling unwell?" Euijoo asked, immensely worried. You were supposed to be asleep at this late hour, but somehow you weren't.

You pursed your lips as you averted your gaze from him, his heart shattered into million pieces. Euijoo didn't like upsetting you, but he couldn't help but do so when your cravings were so out of this world. Slowly, his hand reached out for you, placing them softly on your cheek as he caressed it.

"Are you okay?" He asked once again, so softly.

"Why aren't you in bed beside me?" You asked in a tiny voice, pouting as you finally looked up at him. Euijoo's expression softened more, his lips parted a bit as his worries washed down, eyes staring down at you fondly.

"I thought you didn't want me there." Euijoo answered, not in a pitiful way. But more in a way that he understood what you were feeling at the moment.

"I don't. But the baby does." You answered, trying to sound like you were mad, but to Euijoo, you looked like an adorable and pouty wife in his eyes. He tried to contain his huge smile and laugh from spilling out, as to not upset you further as he gave you a nod.

"Yeah? Our baby wants me to sleep next to you?" Euijoo asked, his other hand now holding tummy as he caressed it softly, feeling the baby bump.

You nodded quietly, "mhm." You hummed as an answer.

So now, you and your husband are laying on the comfy bed, your head resting on his chest as he had his chin placed on top of your head, his hand wrapped around your waist as you finally fell into a slumber. Euijoo's eyes were closed, but he wasn't asleep yet. He wanted to cherish this moment he had with his beloved wife, the fake pink oranges now long forgotten as he had you in his arms, safe and sound.

[dreamjoymemoir]

Can I request Anaxa, The Herta, and Cipher with a reader who talks too fast, stutters and is hard to understand when talking sometimes (like all at once)? I hope that's not too much. Thank you and have a good one 🫶

that's perfectly fine!

-when anaxagoras notices your tendency to speak too fast and stumble over your thoughts, he calmly reminds you to slow down and take your time with your words. he is used to interacting with many kinds of students, some more anxious and less adept at speaking than others, so he's not fazed by it.

-if he's unclear on something you said, he'll just ask you to repeat yourself and trust that he'll eventually understand what you're saying. he suspects that it's your nerves or lack of confidence that leads you to have difficulty speaking, and he patiently keeps telling you that you're more capable than you think in the hopes that you will persevere.

-even if your difficulties with speech don't or can't improve, he won't stop trying to communicate with you. he's not easily discouraged, and especially not when it comes to someone he loves. he's careful to make sure that he's hearing you right, and while he's willing to help you practice speaking if you want, he is firm on not letting you sell yourself short or worry too much about it.

-herta is another person who knows that good intelligence doesn't necessarily mean strong speaking skills, and she's probably encountered quite a number of geniuses who speak in unconventional ways. she might get somewhat impatient if it's taking you a while to express something to her, but it's nothing personal and just a bad habit of hers. even so, she tries to listen to you and doesn't dismiss your efforts even if she's busy with something. the fact that you're so persistent in talking to her is admirable in itself! nothing has ever gotten done without struggle, after all.

-her very practical solution is to ask you to write things down if you have trouble expressing something. it's not that she wants to keep you from trying, rather she quickly understands that you might have a better fluency with text than speech, and hopefully it'll let you both communicate more efficiently and spare you any embarrassment. maybe she lends you some high-tech tablet that you can type out your messages on.

-herta will not let you apologize for your habits, stating that you haven't done anything wrong and that it won't help to dwell on it. her words are blunt and to the point, but she pats your head gently as a way to soften them. her calm and confident voice brings you some strength, and you know that herta is on your side no matter what.

-cipher's first impulse is to use humor to diffuse the situation and make you feel at ease, knowing that sometimes you just can't stop the frantic tumble of words from your mouth. it happens to her too, she's just better at controlling it after a millenium of smooth talking.

"woah, where's the race?" she says, interrupting your ramble with her eyes wide in mock surprise. "try that one again, and relax. we've got time~"

-she might tease you in a playful way for trying so hard to get all your thoughts out at once, but she means no harm and cuts it out if you're bothered or insecure. she tells you outright that your trouble with speech isn't a big deal, and it happens to the best of us. besides, she can ramble enough for the two of you if needed.

-of course, beneath cipher's lackadaisical attitude is sincerity. she's just happy to have you with her, whether you're good at speaking or not, and she's willing to let any vocal mishaps slide. if anything, she would be more disappointed to not hear your voice at all; even the habits you might believe to be flaws are things that endear her to you.

[lavenders388]

Heyyy could you maybe write some nam-gyu(player 124) fluff like hes only nice to you and otherwise cold so he doesn’t seem week in front of the other players, there’s barely any nam-gyu fics😭😭

Thank youu💗💗

~Only For You~

★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆ Nam-gyu x reader headcannons

requested 💌

a/n i LOVED this idea so much i thought i would do headcannons instead so i can write more little scenarios and get more into it:3

<3 throughout his past promoting clubs he would try and act cool/nonchalant sometimes in a rude way with his customers and/or employees, and he learned acting that way left people wanting to learn more about what he was promoting/respect him more and so it ended up becoming like his work attitude in order to make his club events more successful. he explains all of this to you in the beginning of your relationship, reassuring you its just for the money and he doesn't actually stand by anything he says or does and wouldn't ever. when you join him at his promoting nights he would refuse to act that way to you even if it was in front of someone super important:3

<3 going off of the first one, i think nam-gyu would prefer that you don't come with him to any clubs. first mostly because he doesn't believe that that type of environment is super safe for you and he doesn't want to risk you doing any substances/getting addicted to anything; and because he doesn't want you to see how he acts in front of the people he's trying to get business from. he thinks that you're better than the type of people he hangs around those nights as well as he just doesn't think you to deserve to have to see that side of him!

<3 he is super soft and kind to you in private, ever since he met you he started to prefer that side of him and dislike the feeling of having a fake, boisterous personality in order to gain the respect of people he's trying to sell club tickets to. he's a lot more introverted and kind when the two of you are in private and he really starts to prefer staying in with you over going out all night.

<3 one of his favorite things is coming home to you after working and being able to completely abandon his day and everything that came with it and just be himself and relax with you. he absolutely melts into you and loves the energy you give off. lets you know how much it means to him everyday!

<3 he uses substances a lot to uphold his extroverted, cool guy persona because he eventually gets exhausted of all of the late nights pretending to be someone he isn't and finds that using is really helpful even though he knows its not a good thing. this is also something he begins to want to stop doing when he meets you:)

<3 he really wants to stop his club promoting life for a more simple life with you where he can just be himself and not do so much overextending, but worries that he wont be able to find a job that pays as much as promoting does for him. he wants to be able to spoil you and doesn't think it would be right for him not be able to do that financially. he doesn't want you to have to work at all unless you want to, let alone be anywhere near the breadwinner of the household.

<3 he ends up going to the games after hearing the prize amount because he sees it as like a forced detox in a way; like he'll be away from any substances and he wont have to deal with any promoting stuff, and then hed have the opportunity to make a ton of money for you.

<3 you also get the card and want to join the games in order to pay off both of your debts and have a decent start at a new life together. you agree to do it together and use the winnings to pay everything off and buy a nice house and even start like a little coffee shop together or something:)

<3 during the games his persona becomes a lot more amplified because instead of doing it for his promoting he's doing it for a ton of money as well as for the both of your survivals. he also starts going through withdrawal from the stress of the games as well as if he had been using before he went there. this adds to his motivation to fit in at all costs when he sees what thanos has in his cross necklace. he doesn't like that you have to witness any of this but he likes that it ensures your safety being part of thanos's group. he makes it clear to thanos that you're with him for the games and nothing can change that.

<3 he reassures you that his behavior with thanos is nothing more than his need to win the games for the two of you, as well as ensuring your safety within a group. he lowkey makes fun of him with you in secret to make you feel better!!

<3 he compartmentalizes the other players as just people in his way of providing you the life you deserve; that them losing is just the two of you getting closer to winning and safely going home. the pills help him a lot with this; he knows that humanity and kindness might ruin his chance of winning for you, and showing mercy for the other players would result in thanos loosing respect for him. he knows that sticking with him will be of great assistance in winning, and he'll do anything to preserve that unless its something to you.

<3 if thanos starts to say something gross or mean to you or about you, nam-gyu shuts that shit DOWNNN! but in a very calculated way to not make him question their allyship. he'll say something like "lets respect the ladies." trying to sound joke-y but still meaning it.

<3 during mingle that man does not let go of you for a single second. even if it means not going with thanos he lets his demeanor fall a bit if it ensures you stay with him and make it through the game.

<3 when the fighting breaks out he does whatever it takes to protect you. especially after getting them pillz from thanos he purposely loses all sense of feeling bad for his actions because it just insures your safety even further. before he does it he reassures you its for your safety and because he wants to give you the life you deserve, and he means it when he says he'll do anything to give you that. "please just trust me baby, this all for you. for us." he says to you as he leads you to safety before lights out. "if you need me call for me and ill be here. i love you."

<3 when you get scared during the games and in moments like that he allows his demeanor to soften even if people are watching him. he wouldn't want the last thing you remember him doing to be him not being himself and being sweet to you. se-mi notices but thinks its sweet, especially because shes doing the same thing as him; faking it to thanos to be in his group.

<3 inside and outside of the games all he wants to do is protect and provide for you and he would do whatever it takes<3

[star-suh]

Sea of Thieves

Bang Chan x Male Reader

cw: pirate au, top chan, bareback, rough sex, dacryphilia, non-con/dubcon, musk kink, restraints/use of shibari (kinda), degradation, spit, cumming hands free, fingering, blowjob, rimjob, a belly bulge mention.

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yn was escaping from the law, he had just become the most wanted after stealing the black pearl from the royal family. with no other way out, he boarded a ship as a stowaway, hoping that it would take him to a place far away from there, but unbeknownst to him, he had made a serious mistake. he didn't know it, but he had boarded the ship of the pirate christopher chan.

chris was known for getting what he wanted, he doesn't care if he has to kill for it, he'll do it, a player who slept with the daughters of the kings of the areas he visited and then stole their precious jewelry and had loot in gold coins. truly a motherfucker.

chris was going downstairs to secure his treasures, then, he heard a sound, he dismissed it at first thinking it was just a rat. “fucking plague” he snarls, while moving one of the big chests a tiny vase fell from the top of one and fell right over yn’s head making him emit a whimper. chris turns his head quickly to the sound “that’s not a fucking rat” he furiously stomps to where he heard the sound. pushing chests and nests aside he found a man covering his mouth, fear plastered on his face.

“the fuck you’re doing here…” he asks. yn shakes in fear, his first reflex was to throw something at the pirate and run. he climbs the stairs and when to the top of the ship just to find out it already sailed, he was now in the middle of the ocean with nowhere to escape, seeing no other way he was already to jump when something hit his head. the world around him became blurry while he fell to the wooden floor. then suddenly everything turns to black.

in a dark room with only the dim light of a candle. the sound of a slap echoed on the room accompanied with a “wake up bitch”. yn opened his eyes, confused, “where am i?”

“in my boat” someone responded. yn tried to follow the voice then his eyes met with a face, a handsome one, but he was angry. “are you one of those spies that fuckers send to steal my treasures?” he stands up, walking towards yn, each step echoed in the room as if a giant was coming near the prisoner. chris tugged on the rope that was preventing yn to move. he was suspended on the roof in a rather uncomfortable position. the rope went all the way to his neck, circling it, then going down his body with lots of knots here and there, on his wrists, torso and feet. unbeknownst to him, the pirate chris, tied him as if he was going to practice shibari.

the ropes on his ass were uncomfortable, they were positioned as if he was wearing a jockstrap, the ropes highlighting his clothed ass.

the interrogation went for almost like an hour, yn’s pleas annoyed chris but his tears were causing something to him, something hardening in his pants. at first chris ignores it thinking it was because he hasn’t slept with someone these past couple of days, maybe it was because he was alone on the ship now, right?.

the pirate tried so hard to avoid that growing burning sensation on his crotch but failed. something about yn’s flushed and helpless face, the tears sparkling due to the dim candle’s light.

“please i just want to get away from these lands” he said, “if- if you help me i can give you something in return”. the last part catching chris’ attention, “what?”. “i have something that if you help me to sell it you can buy a new ship with it.. hell even 10 ships if you want” yn quickly offers “let’s split my treasure in half, just.. just take me away from here”.

chris was dumbfounded, what was that thing that he had that would cost so much but his dick was still aching, it was begging to be freed so he added something more to the proposal, “we have a deal but.. i want something more” he moves around yn then positioning himself behind the prisoner. his fingers doing circling motions on the other’s clothed ass and then grabbing it full with his hand “let me take care of this” as he said that he rips yn’s pants, exposing his back entrance. “what the fuck” yn yells but his protests are quickly muffled by chris’ fat manly dick swinging in front of his face. the pirate undoes a knot so yn’s head hangs lower and he can take all of his dick on his mouth “put that mouth to better use. whore” chris put all his shaft inside it at once, making yn gag. he starts slowly then increased the speed. everytime he pulls down to go back and slam his junk on that wet cavity lots of saliva dripped to the floor and yn’s face. “watching you cry made something to me, so you should take full responsibility for it. be a good manwhore and swallow it all”.

“open wide” he keeps demanding, his balls slapping against yn’s face. yn obeyed and chris forced him to deepthroat him.”you’re skilled at this huh?. it makes me wonder how many dicks have you sucked before”. the pirate keeps slamming himself against the restrained man as if he was some kind of toy made just for his pleasures.

while he waits to cum on yn’s mouth he starts to spit and finger his exposed hole. his trust were sloppy now, signaling he was about to cum, in one of the his cock slipped out of yn’s mouth. the stowaway asks “what are you doing to my ass?” he was about to keep protesting but chris’ cock enters again on his mouth, he shushed him, “keep on sucking me bitch boy. i’m just preparing you for later”.

chris spat, fingered, slapped and kiss the other’s ass, it looks as if he was making out with his already puckered hole, “look how he’s winking at me. he wants me so bad” chris joked about yn clenching onto nothing but soon he would have the other’s tongue inside to clench on it.

yn wet gagging sounds filled the room, he was trying to swallow all the sperm the pirate shot inside his throat, it was a lot that he choked on it, coughing out some of the liquid. “i almost die, you bastard” once again yn’s complaints were ignored because chris was only focused on sucking his hole ‘this motherfucker is so good with his tongue’ yn thought, the anger on his face being just a facade to hide the pleasure he was receiving.

chris rearranged the rope and the knots leaving yn still suspended on air but this time his legs are wide open so the pirate can get an easy acces to his hole “time for real fun” he jokes slapping his tip on the wet hole. “don't fucking put that thing on me.. it's too big” he cried, “don't worry bitch boy” the pirate reassured in a mocking tone that didn't convince yn at all.

“let me use that used hole” he muttered, ramming all his shaft inside at once. tears formed on yn's eyes accompanied with a guttural moan “what's up bitch boy, you can’t handle me” he laughs at how pathetic yn was looking but his hole feels good so he's not gonna complain.

he put his calloused hand on yn's mouth “you're crying it's getting on my nerves” using it as a way to pound yn harder, every inch of it making its way on yn's insides. once in a while he stops thrusting to spit on his shaft as if it was a lube. the warm sensation of the spit making yn ‘feel funny’ causing that he clenches even more.

minutes later yn was free, except by his hands that were tied behind his back. he'a riding the pirate who got tired of doing all the work, “come on, move faster” he demanded slapping his hand against yn's cheeks. “hngh” he squirmed, still feeling the hand imprint burning in his ass “yes sir” he accelerated his pace. gushy sounds echoed in the room, accompanied by the crashing waves outside the ship and some moon light.

chris locked his arm around yn's neck and thrusted like a beast, forming a bulge in yn's stomach “wait. ahhh~” and as if it was a fountain yn's dick spurted cum everywhere, white drops falling on his body, the floor and even some on the walls.

“hahaha” chris laughs, amused of what he just saw “look at you cumming just by your ass. and you swear you're not a bitch”.

yn legs tremble, the tiredness and overstimulaton mix hitting him. “don't sleep on me i still have to fill you up” the pirate cooed, moving his hips slowly in a sensual manner. knowing that he could stay the rest of the night being drilled by that fat dick and seeing that he's falling asleep he decide to made him cum faster.

he grabbed chris’ neck getting his face closer towards him and kissed him, tongues battling to control each other's. meanwhile he moves his hips faster meeting chris’ thrusts that never slowed their pace, “what's gotten into yo-” he was cut by yn sloppy kisses. he was determined to make that bastard cum no matter what.

few thrusts later the pirate cums, yn’s walls sucking the milk out of it like a milking machine, “holy fuckkkk” chris slurred “you know how to work with that hole of yours”. he didn't pull out until the last drop was emptied on yn, his face resting against the stowaway's back, “shit that was good” a smile creeping on the pirate's face while yn just nodded tiredly…

yn wakes up in a bed, with new clothes, he climbs the stairs to look for the pirate, “hey bitchboy you're awake” he waved “yeah but my ass is sore. and stop calling me like that” yn replied, brows furrowed showing how annoyed he was. “tell me about the treasure” he asked with a serious tone and yn told him about the black pearl and how he got it. they planned to stay with it but knowing how dangerous it will be when everyone finds out they have it they decided to sell it and split the coins in two.

“i'm gonna reunite with my crew, see you later” chris said and turn his heels to go back to his ship, “why did you say see you later?” yn asked, being quickly responded by chris “i have a feeling that we will meet soon again” he says while doing some vulgar signs with his hands and sticking his tongue out, “you're disgusting” yn yells and chris just laughs at him showing the middle finger.

[chronosdawn]

Hi, what would the LIs do in a situation where the reader lives as a middle/lower middle class and cant afford to provide for another person. For example im a student who lives on my scholarship, and its kinda hard to provide for myself, let alone someone else. What would they do? They can't exactly get a legal job since they don't even exist in this world :^, I think that'a fun scenario :)

Anon you're so valid for thinking about this. I'll start by saying upfront that absolutely none of the LIs would let you struggle for money, and would likely get very frustrated at the whole legal side of things.

I think Rafayel has the best skillset for getting around the legal issues of trying to get a job without a valid ID, as while he would be an unknown artist in our world, he is still a very good artist and you can sell his work under your name. If you already have art supplies lying around, he can use those, otherwise the local college's art department might mysteriously find a couple of things go missing. He's initially pretty offended by the idea of taking commissions but if you're desperate he'll eventually cave. Admittedly he will complain the whole time and expect a healthy amount of gratitude from you in the form of your undivided attention.

Zayne is probably in the toughest spot when it comes to the ability to do his actual job in our world, as on top of the usual paperwork, he also doesn't have a valid medical licence here. However, if your willing to loan him your laptop or tablet for a bit, I do think he would be able to set himself up as an online tutor (even if it did require a bit of photoshopping to fake a couple of certificates) and he'd be good at it as well. At least one med student messages him after their lesson telling him's saved their life.

Now Xavier is an interesting case as he's been through this scenario before, just with the LaDS version of Earth rather than our version of Earth. He admittedly doesn't have access to a lot of the resources he had there, but I reckon if any of the LaDS LIs could fake an ID here, it would be him. As for what he uses that ID for, well his priorities for a job are as follows: 1) earning money for you, 2) still being able to spend time with you, 3) sleep. I think if you're a student, he ends up getting a job at your university, likely in the physics department. He still sleeps on the job, but he has a better understanding of the subject than most of the Professors so he somehow gets away with it.

I'll be honest with you, I really struggled with coming up with something for Sylus as while he also had to establish himself in the LaDS Earth, he did so by becoming a crime lord. However here is what I think goes down in this scenario: it starts with you bemoaning your money troubles as you go through your grocery list for the week. Sylus listens to you, a serious expression on his face and then tells you to go to bed, while he goes out for a bit of fresh air. You're woken up by him letting himself back into your room at 4am and dropping a thick wad of cash on your desk. Where did he get it? Well, if you really push him, he'll tell you but it's probably safer for you if you remain ignorant.

And finally we get to Caleb, who is in a similar boat to Zayne in the way that there is no chance of him being able to pilot a plane while lacking any sort of valid documents. I think Caleb has a lot of skills, but the one that it would probably make it the easiest to earn money without getting you in trouble with the law would be his cooking. It's easy enough to set up a baking business under your name, while he does all the actual work. Caleb would rather just cook for you but if this is what it takes to put food on your table then it's what he's going to have to do.

[angelixrr]

cw for fem!reader, yan!vees, noncon + dubcon, 4some, electrocution, manipulation, slighttt voxval if u squint REALLY hard

vox !

vox was by far the most insecure of the vees, and thus overcompensated for his insecurity by being overly possessive of you

would oftentimes drag you away from the other vees to take with you to meetings to show you off to shareholders, high ranking sinners and demons alike

his insecurities reared their ugly head whenever someone else happened to talk to you. be it friendly conversation or legitimate flirting, vox wouldn't spare either one, either dragging you away or having his security throw out the unlucky sinner

vox quite literally has eyes on you 24/7, has gifted you numerous pieces of voxtech technology, ranging from a phone, to a voxtech watch, and unbeknownst to you, he had you chipped after the two of you had drinks  he, n he slipped something into your drink to knock you out for a few hours

vox will give you anything you ask for, to not only showcase his wealth, but social standing and power. he's basically telling you through gifts that "no one else could do this for you, or would do this for you. i went through hell and back to get you this, you owe me"

vox is also the first of the vees to tighten his grip on your leash you're on if he feels as if you're getting too wild, too close to other people. he'll force a shock collar onto you, and then keep you confided either to his penthouse, or the vees's tower in his office

vox can be pacified really easy, acting obedient towards him really feeds his ego, and can make him go easier on you

valentino !

valentino is the least possessive of the vees, which isn't saying much, but he has the most confidence out of all of them so he doesn't worry much about you running away

really, he thinks you're lucky to have the attention of someone as powerful as him, the only time he ever really has an outburst is if you deny him

if you tell him no to accompanying him to a club, starring in a show, or being intimate with him behind closed doors, he will take it out on you, telling you that you should be grateful that he's been this nice, cut you so much slack when he's got all his other bitches on tight leashes. you're special to him, and he treats you so well compared to his other whores, so just shut the fuck up and take him

does tend to spoil you when you've been behaving particularly well, takes you out on the town into all the nightclubs that an ordinary sinner like yourself wouldn't dare go into.  takes you to the vip lounge and sits you on his lap to show off to anyone lucky enough to look at his favorite little bitch

absolutely loves to have you as arm candy, if he goes out 9 times out of ten hes begging vox or velvette to let you go with him, and if they tell him no, he gets huffy

loves loves loves to drape his wings over you and hold you close to him

blows smoke in your face. bc he’s mean and he sucks and that’s so hot of him

velvette !

velvette is by far the worst one to land the affections of, for what she lacks in power, she makes up for it in intellect 

she’s extremely cunning, and always makes you play directly into her hand, through manipulating you and others around you

will spread rumors between your staff about you selling someone out to an exorcist, or about you getting someone else fired, when really, it was velvette’s fault

will also manipulate your social media, since that is her specialty. she will boost your social standing if you play nice with her and behave, but if she thinks you’re out of line she will spread rumors and leak compromising images of you just to send you running back to her arms 

"aww, dollie what's got you in a tizzy? someone uploaded some nasty pictures of you? 'm so sorry darling, why doncha c'mere, i'll make you feel allll better" 

dresses you up practically every day, except when she's particularly busy, but even then, the night before she'll lay out clothes for you or organize a whole week’s worth of clothes. however, if she finds out that you didn’t wear anything she picked out for you, she throws a fit, and you’re guaranteed to be manhandled for the next week like her own personal dress up doll, with extra scandalous outfits to boot

if velvette feels like she hasn't gotten enough time with you, she isn't afraid to tussle with vox or val about it because she knows who's really pulling all the strings

loves to have you working for her, because she feels as if you’re the only one who really gets her. oftentimes she’ll have you working as her assistant, and mediating between her and her designers, or fetching her whatever she needs. she’ll also dress you up for the job, so she has some eye candy while she’s busy yelling at her incompetent staff. but, she loves it when you’re incompetent. when you do it, it’s cute.

posts you on her social media 24/7, wants to show you off to her audience. will cover you in black lipstick kiss marks, then take a selfie of the two of you, just to make sure all of hell knows who owns you

will oftentimes blow up on her current models and fire them, just to have you stand in for them, and have you scantily clad in front of her cameras.

nsfw

vox !

cuz vox is insecure af so he overcompensates for it in the bedroom, barely lets you do anything by yourself, wants to control everything

likes to use his hypnosis to make you do things that usually require a bit of persuasion. if you say that you’re scared of being electrocuted during sex, vox will put you under his mind control, and make you all docile so he can put a shock collar on you and fuck you while he electrocutes you. will remove his mind control halfway through fucking you dumb just so you can feel how good he makes you feel

likes to use sex toys on you, because he can override a lot of their factory settings to make the vibrations more powerful (to almost a painful extent)

can tie you up with his own wires, which will tingle n shock you slightly

valentino !

valentino is an exhibitionist through and through, it’s one of the reasons he runs a porn studio. will sometimes either demand you star in a show for him as a favor for all the nice things he does for you, or he will secretly record the two of you without your consent. just wants to show all of hell his favorite fucktoy

loves to degrade you and call you petnames, you’re his little conejita, his puta tonta, his favorite muñeca to use til he turns you into putty in his hands

is one of the more violent ones in the bedroom if you upset him, will choke you out and slam you against the floor if you tell him you’re tired. will fuck you no matter what you tell him

velvette !

velvette dotes on you in the bedroom, loves to have you all fucked out and teary eyed underneath her

her favorite thing is to eat you out until you’re overstimulated and crying, adores making you feel so good it hurts

uses you as stress relief if she’s having a frustrating day, will drag you into a changing room and make you kneel on the floor as her nails dig into your scalp to eat her cunt

whenever you’ve had a night with velvette it’s incredibly obvious, she will rake her sharp nails all over your body, and leave hickeys, bite marks, and lipstick stains all over you. adores marking you up for vox and valentino, just to remind everyone who’s really in charge

loves to use sex toys on you, from a cute pink n purple strap to a vibrator wand, not as mean as vox with them though. just wants to make you feel good til you’re a dumb mess under her

all !

even though the vees are competitive, vying for your attention 24/7, they do come together sometimes to mutually plan how to get you even more wrapped around their fingers

val n vox share you the most, they know what makes one another feel good, they're kind of a dastardly combo together 

you'll be taking vox's cock n then val will kneel in front of you expecting you to suck him off, but the moment you have his dick in your mouth, vox is pushing you all the way to val's fluffy groin, making you tear up and gag on his length

velvette n vox are also more likely to share you at once, but they work separately to make you feel good. vox will be fingering you, while velvette licks and sucks at your neck and chest, occasionally leaving harsh bites. 

velvette n valentino hardly ever share, but when they do its messy and competitive. they're practically fucking you til you see stars, seeing who can reduce you to tears the fastest and make you squirt the hardest. they're the meanest to you when together, calling you a dumb fucktoy, their useless whore, their favorite cumdump. won't hesitate to yank you away from each other. they just fight over you like two kids fighting over their favorite toy

when they're all together though, you're in for a longgg night. happens occasionally, just bc they're all so busy (andd sometimes they're too jealous to share). but when they're together they love to share you between them all. vox n val will use both your holes at once, while velvette kisses you n pinches your nipples til they turn red. they loveee to indulge themselves in their favorite plaything so they’re prone to overstimulating you. they will still use you even if you pass out, so you’ll be super sore the next day