#can i jsut. get a moment...

[cloudi-days]

WAIT. HOLD ON. STOP EVERYTHING.

AAAAAAHHHHHH

[pup-pee]

silly thing

i just miss them((i could literally just read them rn what am i missing)) sigghhhhsss

[ghostedgwen]

but I knew you | j.potter [part four]

note : THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR ALL THE ENTHUSIASM towards this fic! I can't believe I got over 400+ notes on the first three parts. This is wild! I am so grateful for u guys, pls enjoy the final part<33 p.s : my requests are open again if any of u are interested in sending anything

warning : more angst but some cute moment as well, some anxiety on your part but jsut briefly mentioned, James and his relentless firting, I swear this part is kinder, happy ending - sort of

James gets into an accident during a Quidditch game and develop amnesia - he doesn't remember the past 2 and a half years, and he currently has the mentality of fourth-year James. This doesn't bode well for you that your boyfriend of 2 years now currently thinks he's still  in love with Lily.

└——————— - [ 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝 - 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚗 ]. +

You cannot believe you are here again.

Watching over his sleeping figure in the infirmary while Madam Pomfrey fuss over him.

You all decided to keep quiet about McLaggen for now, so you lot were being chastised by the matron over the "prank gone wrong" incident that landed James on her lap again.

You could feel the anger bubble in you but kept it at bay as James' well-being came first, obviously.

"Now, I have matters to discuss with Dumbledore so you four can look after Mr.Potter here." He tells you before leaving abruptly.

None of you dared to question her and only watched her leave. Once she was gone, you turn to the other three boys and they kept quiet, seeing the scary expression you had on. Peter looked like he was about to piss himself.

"____," Remus cautiously called out your name. "Are you okay? McLaggen said some vile things back there, we hope you know that we won't let him get away with this."

Sirius huffs. "The bloody fuck we won't, fucker will deserve what's comin' for him when James wakes up."

You nod slowly at them. "Could I - ask for some privacy, with James?" You ask them, watching them all get up and nod at you with sympathetic smiles. "I just, wanna think of what to say once he wakes up and I was hoping to have him all to myself for a bit when he comes about."

"No worries, we understand." Remus tells you and he pats Sirius on their way out as the other boy looked about ready to set the castle on fire. "We'll see you back at the common room."

You give them all the best smile you could muster while they piled out and it was just you left all alone to your thoughts. Your face was immediately  encased in the palm of your hands as you allow your frustrations to settle in.

Having held onto it well enough to get James settled into the infirmary first, you could feel the tears build up. It's already bad enough your boyfriend couldn't remember you, but then he gets injured again - and you feel like everything is your fault.

You missed your James even more.

He would know how to hold you, what to say and just what to give. He always knew you so well that you couldn't even be mad at him for even a minute, he was always quick to melt your resolve and fix anything that is even remotely broken.

James was perfect - so much so that you almost thought the universe had created him exactly for you. All the time he spent chasing after another girl long forgotten when he treated you so well, and not once made you doubt his loyalty -

Lily was a story of a very distant past, but that past has come back to haunt you.

But despite all this, you still love him. It did not waver one bit, despite how much hurt you got from the Quidditch accident, despite the struggle of going through your memories by going around the castle - you still wanted James Potter.

With a resigned sigh, you look up at him again to see his sleeping figure and wondered just how it all went so badly wrong.

You look around the Great Hall pointedly ignoring the way people were whispering as you walked by, it has been like that ever since James Potter very oublicly announced that you werer the new subject of his latest fascination.

At least, that's what you thought. 

There was no way a boy who pined for a girl for 2 whole years would just up and change his mind upon meeting you. He just probably got bored by the same familiar faces in the castle and barely met anyone outside.

You knew you were fresh, and even the other boys in your year wanted their slimy hands on you. You paid them all no mind and headed for the table cluttered with students clad in red and gold. 

Almost full from the attention, you still managed to serve yourself Dinner and pointedly ignored how even the Professors barely concealed their interest in you. You barely made it into Gryffindor, almost getting sorted into Slytherin.

You wondered if Potter's demeanour would be completely different if that was the case. 

You didn't get to think too deeply on it when he made his presence known, pushing aside the 2nd year boy that sat next to you in order to provide space for himself, which he eagerly took with a charming grin your way.

"Oh hey there, ____."

You ignore him. He did not seem fazed one bit as you learned that he's quite used to the treatment, how he's not dying from shame is beyond you. You continue eating until you could barely swallow anything, too uncomfortable from the way he watched you so shamelessly.

"Bloody fuck, what do you want, Potty?"

He lets out an exasperated laugh. "We're on nickname basis, eh?"

"Don't talk to me like we're close, like I like you." you tell him off but he brushed off your harsh words as if they never even left your lips.

"Alright, I'll take it though it's too out of my style -now what to call you. . ." he trailed off, then his lips stretched into a devilish grin. "Pretty girl."

You almost choked in your own spit. "What?"

"Pretty girl, that's your nickname."

"You are unbelievable."

"Thank you." he winks, taking a sip from his goblet.

.

.

"I'm going to be completely raw and honest, and I need you to answer me without any of your jokes and witty remarks," you tell him, biting the insides of your cheeks. "Please tell me it's real."

James frowned, he can see the tears building up in your eyes and it felt like a punch to his gut to see that expression on your face. He was too used to see you either scowling at him or laughing at either his fuck-ups or his jokes, though you admit to hating his audacity, you always laughed when he earned it.

This is new.

This is a new face that he wasn't sure how to process, so he asked - "What do you mean?"

You let a brief moment of silence pass as you gather all your strength to say your thoughts out loud. Nights spent questioning everything, wondering just what and why, you couldn't just come up with the answers yourself, so here you are.

"I need you to tell me it's real. All those months you chased after me, please tell me it wasn't just some game to you to get you out of your rejection streak from Evans - Merlin, please swear to me this is real so I can stop being scared."

His frown deepened, if that was even possible, and he took careful steps towards you. hesitantly grabbing your hand so he can hold it and the action urged you to meet his eyes. Although confusion pooled in them, there was also so much sincerity.

"This is real," James assures you. "This is very real and what I feel for you is not some game. You are not a prize to be won, ____. What are you scared of?"

You let out a humorless laugh as the tears finally fall. "Merlin, I think - I know - I am falling in love with you, and I needed you to tell me it's real because I needed to know it was safe to fall."

James' look of confusion slowly faded away and his pursed lips broke into a wide grin, his hold on your hand tightening as he felt the excitement bubble inside him.

"You don't have to be afraid, pretty girl," James kissed your hand without a second thought. "I will gladly catch you if you fall."

.

.

"James, you're not listening," you tell him with a roll of your eyes and he abruptly stopped whatever he was doing to focus solely on you. "Did you hear a word I said?"

James grinned his charming grin, neglecting to answer you because you both knew what he was gonna say anyway.

You groan. "I said I can't go with you to Hogsmeade, you snogging my face off every chance you get distracted me enough from my Potions essay that is due in 2 days."

James' expression soured at that. "You said it yourself, pretty girl," he smirks with a cross of his arms. "It's 2 whole days away."

"Uh huh, and my parchment is empty, not even a single drop of ink," you roll your eyes again. "Give my lips a break so my hands can get to work - don't even make a dirty joke or I will throw you out."

James let out a bark of laughter. "You can't throw me out of my own dorm room?"

"The bloody hell I will!"

As the memories replayed in your head, you can't help but sink deeper and deeper into your thoughts. The memories always seemed so sweet and innocent, but now had bitter aftertaste from your current predicament.

They did always say to treasure the present, for how quickly it can turn into a distant past - but you are only 17, you didn't think the past would be that far behind you so quickly. 

James would apologize profusely for even bringing up Lily again, he knew how much it scared you to let yourself fall for him. How much you struggled with the vulnerability of being in love, and yet all of that came back to hit you.

You can already tell how dramatic he'd get. Maybe even get on his knees as a grand gesture.

James. . .what would he even say - 

"Galleon for your thoughts, pretty girl?" 

Your head immediately snap to the direction of the voice and you felt your tears finally fall once your eyes met his warm hazel hues. Without even asking any questions, you could already tell that he was back. Your James, he's here.

"Jamey?" You ask, hesitantly approaching him, and he flashed you his famous Potter grin.

"In the flesh," he managed to joke out with a wink. "Mind telling me why my head feels like it got assaulted by bludgers?"

You laughed, throwing your body on him to hug him. The implications could be minded later, you just wanted to celebrate the fact that he's back, you got him back and all your inhibitions melted away.

"You have a lot to make up for," you sniffled, face buried into his neck. 

He hugged you back, his hold on you tight and secure as you allowed more tears to escape your eyes. Your James is finally back, and nothing else mattered for now.

.

Sirius throws his head back laughing, almost spilling the content of his goblet. Remus scooting away to avoid getting any of it to spill on him, making a face at Sirius who failed to see his disgusted expression.

"Fucking hell! We ought to thank McLaggen instead for hitting you," Sirius continues laughing, obviously having had too much Firewhiskey. "Thanks to his cheap ass attack, we got you back, mate!"

James laughed along though his eyes rolled halfheartedly. "Fuckin' twat still has to pay for trying it on with ____."

Remus clears his throat. "He's been hiding from us ever since, quite well, might I add."

Peter laughs from his seat on the floor, lap full of empty snack wrappers. "Least he's got his own head on straight, won't work though."

Sirius finally stopped cackling like a maniac and turned to you who sat on James' lap. "What are you thinkin', ____? Exploding zits? Broken ribs? A broken nose?"

You shake your head with a chuckle. "I am gonna sit this one out. I am just happy James is back."

James smiled at you, making Sirius let out sounds of disgust and Remus with a joking 'boo!' at the cute display of affection. Then Peter perked up from his seat as if he jsut remembered something very important.

"I reckon I've been told McLaggen is deathly afraid of spiders."

the end.

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[heavenly-reaper]

dom!spencer finding the reader gets nervous with eye contact during sex so he makes her make eye contact

this giving dom!spence to me idk but i'm jsut gonna...yeah [edit: just realised this said dom!spencer anyway i'm dumb]

+18 minors leave please god

warnings: slapping, p in v, swearing idk, dom!spencer

spencer noticed it a while ago, it wasn't hard for him to but two and two together -- you couldn't make eye contact to save your life.

it started with not looking hotch in the eyes when he was talking to you, then it was local law enforcement then it was him. you would avoid eye contact with him at all times, opting to looking at anything else (like playing with yours hands).

so, when you and spencer got together, he made it his mission for you to work on your eye contact; or lack of eye contact.

spencer's cock was thrusting in and out of you at an immense pace, your pussy clenching around with every little movement. your eyes rolling back in pleasure and thighs shaking. one of his hands were holding both of yours above your head and the other gripped on your trembling thighs, ensuring his pace never faltered.

"hey," he tapped your face, "look at me." he said, now holding your cheeks in one of his veiny hands.

it took a while for you to really listen to what he said, the pleasure turning your mind into complete mush. "huh?"

spencer continued to fuck your pussy relentlessly, "you're going to look at me whilst i ruin you." he growled at your, lust coating every syllable.

you shook your head at him, closing them and focusing on the feeling of his cock inside you. then, spencer did something you didn't expect -- he slapped you across the face. "oh, fuck," you moaned, liking the pain more than anything.

spencer smirked at you, "come on, baby, you can do it. if you look at me, then maybe i will let you come. maybe."

the threat was real and scary, you wanted to come, you wanted to come so bad. the feeling in your tummy was getting oh so close and you knew if you didn't look at him, he would stop and get himself off.

you opened your eyes reluctantly and stared directly into his eyes; they were dark. his smirk was still firmly on his face, whilst he was still thrusting in and out of you, his nimble fingers playing with your clit.

"there we go baby," he praised "there's a good girl."

the praise was too much, the feeling of his cock hitting all the right spots whilst your clit was getting played with -- you were going to come. "fuck spence, please. please let me come." you begged, looking directly into his eyes.

spencer smiled at you and leaned down to kiss you on your forehead. he placed his lips next to your ear and said, "come for me baby, come all over my cock."

he made sure not to blink, he didn't want to miss the moment of you becoming undone. your eyes rolling back into your head and your hands gripped the bedsheets so hard he was convinced they would rip.

just the sight of it made him spill his seed directly inside of your fluttering cunt, "fuck," he groaned.

he's going to make you make eye contact more often.

[dollwhite]

Face of another

Aunt reader, chapter 2

“She’s not lying, she is my mother’s twin” Damian finally spoke up, it’s like the words were caught in his throat. It’s been years since he’s seen you.

It’s been years since he heard your voice.

“Nephew” you said, nodding your head to show acknowledge. One thing you were not expecting was for him to run up and hug you, yeah it’s been years since you’ve seen him. But even when he was younger he was never one for physical contact. Especially, in front of other people.

“I’ve missed you.” He said, his breath ragged and uneven.Damian had seen a lot of bad things in his life that a normal 15 year old should never see. All those years age, when he was 10. Wishing his auntie would come and swoop him up, and take him to those ‘ fancy vacations’ you talked about nonstop. 

All those late nights after patrol, crying him self to sleep. Trying to stop thinking if the worst.

All those times he tried stoping himself from thinking you were died, because no why his loving aunt would not talk to him for five years.

Not a letter.

Not a message..

Not even a voice mail…!

Not one visit, in five years…

But now? Here you were all your glory. 

Damian was thought since a young age to never show weekness, but all of that was thrown out the window when you showed yourself.

No words could elaborate how he felt in that very moment, his aunt who he hasn’t seen since coming to live with his father. Is staring at him, his second mother.

The second mother that showed him what love was.

Something Duke was not expecting to see was Damian’s mom, sitting comfortably. And drinking tea with Alfred, and the worst part? Mostly all of the family was jsut sitting there??

“Oh hey duke” Dick said flashing that price winning smile. Acting like he wasn’t staring down reader,even though Damian confirmed reader was not in fact he’s mother. Something about her was off, like a daughter of Ra’s just showing up?

And being friendly? Yeah something was off, and he was going to get to the bottom of it.

“Who’s, that?” Duke asked his curiosity taking the better of him. He’s only seen Talia a hand full of times, and that was mostly when she would come to pick Damian up.

But something about her this time seems different, not just her hair but also her personality ? It’s like she did a 360, but the last time he saw her was just a little over week age.

Who can change their personalities that quick? Unless… she was up to something!

Shit he had to tell somebody, and quickly. Bruce’s looks like he already thinking of having another kid with her! And no offense to Damien but Duke did not wanna see that happen.

“Oh um come on Duke I’ll tell you.” Tim muttered avoiding eye contact.

Um I js needed som to post really quickly, cuz I’m going to be busy making my friends bday gifts 😭 I Hope y’all understand<3 also js cuz ima be busy don’t mean my asks/requests are closed… and I’m trying to get more comfortable writing

for Duke and the other less popular batfam members!!

I forgot about my taglist…

Taglist; @lazyemmy @ninihrtss @tsuniio @jsprien213

[2knightt]

Alrrr so can you make an imagine abt Johnny just not wanting to leave her? Like she has to get up from bed but he won’t let her and jsut tries to put all his weight on her so she can’t move and just wants to stay

— I’M RIGHT HERE .

…IN WHICH; Johnny doesn’t want you to leave.

tags/warnings: gn!reader fluff, clingy!johnny, reader does tease him (that’s the reader ur getting i’m sorry), kissing, rushed asf, and nothing else.

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ i’m doing in this second period cuz my teacher has given up on making a teaching plan LMFAO and i finished it in the same hour

“johnny, i gotta go make us breakfast,”

you muttered. your hand was entangled in his dark locks, trying your coax him into freeing you from the rather tight grasp he has on your waist. your nails gently scratched his scalp, enticing a small groan from him.

“i can wait.”

he insisted as he pulled himself closer to you, his face hidden in your chest. johnny then, as if on cue, pressed his whole body weight against you; effectively trapping you beneath him.

“c’mon, johnny!”

you tried to shove him off of you, but it was like he called upon the gods themselves to make sure that he wouldn’t even move a muscle. each shove you gave him, another whine vibrated through his throat.

“i don’t want you to go hungry n’ have people thinkin’ i’m starvin’ my boyfriend!”

he shifted his position, moving upwards slightly, his head resting against your collarbone. a sigh left your lips as the realization of your situation for the next few hours set in.

“jus’ a lil’ longer, baby. swear by it, jus’ a little longer.”

johnny seemingly begged for just the slightest bit of attention from you, the slightest bit of anything from you.

you stayed silent of a moment, staring up at the ceiling as you pondered your options. well, more like your only choice. but, whatever.

“don’t go, not yet.”

you huffed before your eyes shifted downward, seeing johnny’s messy hair cover his eyes as he tried his best to look up at you. his eyes seemed much wider than ever, like he was trying to give you puppy-dog eyes to convince you more.

and goddamnit, can johnny cade do puppy-dog eyes well.

you roughed up his hair, johnny lightly smacking your hand away from his already tangled hair.

“i guess i gotta give in. all because my boyfriend wants to be a big baby, huh?”

“..‘m not a baby, y/n.”

“it’s okay, you can be honest with me.”

a huff left johnny’s lips this time out of slight annoyance at your teasing. though, he always kinda liked that you didn’t soften when he was around. always tough.

his lips were suddenly pressed against your skin, lightly kissing your neck.

“nobody’d believe me if i ever told ‘em how mean you are to me.”

he joked, another kiss being planted as he spoke, taking pauses between his sentence to do just that.

it wasn’t his fault that kissing you was so nice.

“i ain’t mean to you. ‘s jus’ tough love.”

a chuckle left his throat, shaking his head as best as he could.

“jus’ say you love me normally.”

“..love you, johnny.”

“i know.”

[sulumuns-dootah]

Hello! If It's can I request WHB kings accidentally hurting MC? (Like deep scratcher broken bone if ok with you)

And if not I'm sorry for bothering you! (I love your work a lot!)

WHB kings reacting to accidentally hurting their s/o

⟡ Masterlist ⟡

A/N: Hi! Sorry for taking this long to write this U.U

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Satan hurts all his subjects so much, it's kinda a force of the habit to show his affection more violently

And sometimes he jsut happens to forget that you aren't as durable as all the demons around him

Only once he hears you cry out in pain, he realises his mistake

Within seconds he goes from his usual mischievous self to borderline panicking

He wants to see how badly he's hurt you, but what if he makes it worse?

In a state of utter panic, he scoops you up and takes off running to Paradise Lost, ignoring all the demons calling after him and asking what is happening?

(This may or may not cause a small mob of misinformed demons to form along the day)

After the whole debacle, he'll try and avoid touching you for some time, in fear that he'll hurt you in a fit of emotion again

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Similarly, Mammon doesn't even mean to hurt you in any way

He's just so strong he can't help it :(

It doesn't take much for him to hurt you in a moment of carelessness

So when you call out his name with tears in your eyes, he doesn't think much of if until...

Until he sees your bone in a weird new position that he's never seen before

He does manage to catch you before you pass out from the shock/pain

Immediatelly, all the surrounding demons swarm to you and hopefully one of them calls Buer over to help you

Following that, Mammon will shower you in more gifts than before out of guilt

From that moment on he'll make sure to pause before touching you, so he can consciously readjust his strength

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This one isn't even either one of your faults

Okay, actually scratch that

It's your fault

That's what you get for replying to Levi in a slightly off tone and carrying something sharp

Obviously, when Levi then hangs you for disrespecting him, the pointy thing will cut you as you're dopping it

So don't blame Levi, ok?

Now, now, stop crying so much...

(Your daily dose of Leviathan slander is over)

Actually, if you get hurt while hanging out and Levi isn't annoyed with you, he will try and soothe your injury

But don't get used to it

He just hates that it wasn't him who did that to you

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Roughousing with Beel, it is kinda given that you'll end up with a bruise or a small cut

That's the cost of having fun, no?

But if you actually get hurt, Beel will at first think that you're just making fun of him, so he'll laugh

Then when he actually sees your injury, he'll scoff, more annoyed at himself than you

"Well you should've said that sooner!"

Before you even manage to register what is going on, Beel picks you up and flies with you to Paradise Lost

He won't walk you inside, bc what if some of the medical demons will want to examine him too?

Oh, but once you're out of there, happily carrying a candy for being brave, Beel snatches it and eats it himself

Don't feel bad though :)

Beel will treat you to something in one of his favorite cafés (trust)

       ༺☆༻

It's kinda hard for me to imagine how you could get hurt around Belphie, since all he does is safe

And even while getting freaky, you're the one setting the pace and all, so it's also pretty safe for you

Like, he is strong but using even a tiny bit of his strength would be too much of a hassle and he couldn't be bothered

Kinda ironic, considering that he's one of the most powerful kings in Hell (though, doesn't PB say that about every king or just a demon in general?)

And if something were to happen to you, Beleth will have no problem tending to you with some of the more basic things

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I think we all expect me to say that yes, on one hand, Asmo knows the limits of human bodies very well, but on the other, in bed, neither of you actually care about that in the heat of the action

If anything, the pain adds to the intensity of the buildup

But outside the bedroom, Asmo is nothing short of caring and attentive, so you don't need to worry about that

If anything, Asmo is happy that after so many years of being married to someone with human limits, he has a reason to be gentle again

Oh, and don't worry, I imagine there are multiple healing demons on stand-by in Abaddon given the nature of the prison

So coming down from you high to find one or more of your limbs broken, tell Asmo and he will carefully entrust you into their hands

(This may or may not count as the entirety of aftercare with Asmo)

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There is no way in Hell tha Lucifer would be able to hurt you

How could he consider himself a healer if someone on his allied side would be harmed by the very same hands that are supposed to heal them

Alas, he does still work in a hospital and there's a lot of opportunities to come in harm's way unintentionally

Like helping out with some surgery and being handed a sharp tool the slightly wrong way

Thankfully it was still sterile and not used on a patient

In that moment all time stops for Lucifer

Critical life-saving surgery be damned

You're hurt and that matters more

Only when you're safely bandaged, taken care of and out of the room, can the surgery continue

Don't expect to be let into the operating room again though

[kale-of-the-forbidden-cities]

More Relativity Falls screenshot redraws!! this time there's a timelapse of one of them, at the bottom (featuring my awful thumbnail skills)

once again i am putting all my commentary on them, they're in the order i drew them in

"Ford, what is the ONE THING I told you not to do tonight??"

I like this one a lot, even though proportions were quite the struggle, not to mention the background ;-; but look at smol Stan in his party outfit!! Based on the one Grunkle Stan wore in Double Dipper

This is the one with the timelapse! I had started to record one for the first one while i was making it, but then ended up getting anxious about my every move being recorded. For this one i reminded myself that if it fails i can jsut delete the file, and that worked :P

i wanted to make the living room look more like Mabel's, so I added stars to the lamp, changed the chair color, and put a cup of Mabel Juice in the background :>

Society of the Blind Eye moment!! i love how they look here, theyre just peeking in :)

original images and the timelapse under cut

[squuote]

thought bout it more and I probs won’t private but I might just be less active for a bit aside from my queue posting stuff. idk tho this might change again it’s more of just me thinking out loud

hmmm thinking

[karuloid]

I'm a Vocaloid fan that pays taxes and lot of the popular headcanons for the characters are too goofy or immature for me (while they worked jsut fine when i was 13) so I created visuals for some variety (and used my redesigned looks) for people like me! I'm sure not everyone's gonna agree with this, but I still decided to do what I wanted to see in the world 😅also this took a lot of time, i'm sorry if i forgot any dynamics!

-I imagined Meiko who's more of a diva, still a drinker (wine aunt with dating advices while being single) and the oldest member of the group -Luka who is femine and posh and therefore can have some ignorant opinions/comments but overall is quite timid and quiet and wants to belong -Len be an opinionated punk kid who doesn't care what who thinks, dresses innapropriately, emo, or androgynously, pushes everyone's buttons but is also quite protective of his group of people, even if he's not the nicest to them -Rin be that moe anime girl cuteness personified, very bubbly and girlypop and positive and naive, opposite of her brother basically -Gumi as a tomboy girlie who's swaggy and cool and free spirited. She's always up to be a menace and enables others, doesn't take sides, is unbothered. Len if he was approachable and likable by the masses -Gakupo who's the cool silent type, tall, dark (tan) and handsome instead of the goofy creeper stuff many fans put him as 😭 -Kaito as the boy next door, welcoming warm presence, approachable, not that funny but he gets a pass cause he's so cute -Ci Flower as Gakupo's cool deadpan cousin who appears in like one episode (we're doing episodes now, this is a series) and gets bunch of solos and duets and everyone has different dynamics with her and then she's gone forever -and last but not least- Miku! Whom I'm not fully sure apart from being that kind of a likable "blank slate" that can go in any direction (just from how the community uses her VERY differently and I love almost all sides of her). Very passionate, goes through different "phases" and her friends always follow, has big dreams/goals, craves both spotlight but also the little moments with friends. Adorable, dorky, emotionally open, can get real, all that shebang. jack of all trades character! (I just made her tan in my interpretation because I LOVE brasil miku's palette 😭)

[neverpollo]

Reread "Berenice" because 126 reminded me it had been a minute since I last did and I am having some Thoughts

For those who haven't read it: I do recommend at least giving it a shot, though I understand it can be hard to get through. It's intentionally rambling and long-winded (overly-erudite, as our dear narrator might say), but it is well worth the read if you want some insight into the story we're working from

I think it's interesting how aspects of story-Egaeus are layered on top of a character with a vastly different personality. The moment where he pushes Sterling, he's clearly not thinking- "Now the party never has to end" is a justification in retrospect for a thoughtless action. It's also interesting that story-Egaeus seems to care very little for story-Berenice after her illness begins- potentially mirrored in nevermore-Egaeus maybe being involved with her murder, though that's a pretty shaky theory imo so I'm hesitant to say it with any gusto

It'll be interesting to see where things go from here though

(More thoughts and some timeline stuff under the cut)

Also adding this under the cut because I STILL haven't made my timeline post but I do think it's interesting that the two characters who were most likely alive in the 20s (Prospero; 1918 TB outbreak) have some issue with a cousin. That's kinda a funny point of resonance between the two. Something something every character pair parallels each other in some way

(Also short timeline without many explanations jsut to put it out there:

1900s: Lenore and Annabel - Died during their wedding

1910s: Duke and Pluto - Died trying to escape

1920s: Berenice and Prospero - Died because of family

1930s: Will and Monty - Died without being mourned

1940s/50s: Eulalie and Ada - Died as a result of targeted violence

1980+: Morella - Morella)

[ancha-aus]

Ghosts & Medium Drabble - Morning After

I figured that after the angst I did before I should add something fun instead :3

This is right after the Banshee incident :D

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Cross frowns as he feels Dust shiver again. The small patches of ice on him still seem to grow and no amount of rubbing his arms seem to be able to keep it at bay.

They need to get back to his apartment. Cross knows a few old rituals but it works best to cast those on something to drink. A ritual to bring inner warmth. It is meant to comfort someone and warm soemone in the winter.

Cross hopes it will work against Banshee magic. He never... he never heard the other priests speak about banshee magic and how to treat it... How it affects a person.

He knows what spirit magic does to other spirits. He knows that the priests take careful care to cast divine spells of protection before dealing with one.

They hadn't know.

Who expects a Banshee?!

Cross glances over his shoulder as he watches Nightmare talk with the cult members in the distance. Horror is floating near Nightmare no doubt to hear what is being said while Killer and Ash are both right here by Dust and himself.

Killer groans "what is taking him so long?! We need to go!"

Ash is beside himself as he floats from side to side. anxiously glancing around as he mutters about rituals and ingredients. All while muttering about how spirits will notice the Banshee leaving. The empty area that has appeared is open to be claimed.

Cross frowns as he removes his own jacket to place around Dust over his normal hoody. He still feels cold to the touch. He picks him back up afterwards and tries to share his own bodyheat with Dust.

Cross realises he needs to say soemthing to Killer or risk the other doing something impulsive... and after seeing what he he is capable of he doesn't want to see what the other would do. "Ngihtmare is thinking long term. It would be very suspicious for Dust to leave without payment. We don't want the cult to know or even think that Dust wants something other than payment." this whole thing had been a plan to find information on the artifact that Nightmare wants. To repay the other for him helping Dust with Cross at Cross's request after Cross messed up.

In... a way this is Cross's fault... XGaster really was right... Cross jsut causes more trouble than he is worth-

Nightmare walks over "Done. We have the payment for Dust and they are none the wiser."

Killer groans "Finally lets go!" and he floats into the van as Ash looks anxiously at him and than Dust. Cross gives the spirit a gentle smile as he picks Dsut up.

Fuck he weights nothing... Cross had seen how unhealthy his diet is but he hadn't thought it would be this bad?! At least Horror is trying to get some better habbits into Dust to take better care of himself.

They enter the van and see Killer just stare at the wheel.

Nightmare hums as he taps his chin "I don't supose you know how to drive?" he glances at Cross.

Cross blinks "Of course I do?"

Nightmare looks pleased "Then you can drive."

There is just one small- honestly large issue. He looks back at Dust before looking back at the maybe demon? Dust never quite told them what he felt like he summoned and Nightmare never told them what he was... Cross just knows the other senses emotions and seems to eat emotions. Which is demon behaviour but isn't limited to just that kind of creature.

ngihtamre raises an eyebrow and Cross realises he was quiet for too long again "I euh... need my hands to drive..." he frowns back at Dust and sees that more ice formed and he quickly rubs the arms to get more warmth into the other.

Nightmare jsut stares at him for a moment as he slowly arches his brow. One of his normally hidden tentacles moves over to take Dust and Cross immediantly pulls Dust further away "Not wiht tentacles! He needs warmth!"

He doens't like the idea of Ngihtamre just holding Dust like a sack of potatoes! He needs to be careful!

Nightmare sighs but holds out his arms. Looking very unamused. Cross shoots him a look but carefully hands Dust over.

Ash looks deeply unhappy wiht this and goes over to Ngihtmare to tell him to 'hold him different!' and to 'support his spine better!' and most of all 'Rub his arms to warm him more!'.

But Cross needs to get them back to Dust's... Cross refuses to call it an apartment. It is a shithole and Cross can't beleive Dust just lives like that! Once this whole mess is over maybe Cross can convince him to at least live at the temple with him? The priests there are nice! They will probably be okay wiht Dust living there! That way he can safe up money as well and try to really get his feet back under him!

If... he wants... Dust seems content to wander... Hell the only reason he is even there as often now is because they all are with him and he needs aplace to plan instead of just... going from job to job with his van.

Something to consider later... Maybe he just doesn't like to stay at home because it is shit place?

Cross feels bad for thinking it. Dust is being nice and considerate wiht letting them all stay and trying to help Cross fix Cross's mistake... and here Cross is just thinking negatively about his place.

Talking about place... They are here.

Cross gets out and leads the way for Nightmare. Cross is happy to note they don't come across anyone... Cross has been noticing people shooting them all looks. He really hopes that doesn't bring issues to Dust later.

For now they get inside as Killer just opens the door. Right... Poltergeist... interacts easily with physical things. He just... never does it because Dust doesn't like him moving his things around...

Cross doens't have time to think about just how strong Killer is... Or the fact that Ngihtmare just declined Cross taking Dust back from him and instead calmly walks inside himself.

This is a mess.

This is such a mess.

horror looks at him "We are back... What now?"

Cross swallows as he speaks "I think it is most important he rests and warms up. I have a ritual that we used to do at the temple all the time. To help warm a person from inside. It is... more like a heightened tea than anything." more pressing "But well... Dust needs to also warm up form the outside. Best for that would be for him to take a bath or shower." But Dust is still out cold.

Ngihtmare however just looks unimpressed "That is all? That is a very simple solution. I will wash him while you prepare this tea-"

Killer growls as his target soul flashes as he leans clsoe to Nightmare "The fuck do you think you are planning?! You DON'T get to tocuh my mate like that!"

Ash glares at both 'Neihter of you are allowed that!"

Cross is unsure what to do. What does he say? he can't do this?!

Horror speaks over the other voices "Ice is getting worse."

It pauses the arguing between Ngihtmare and Killer as both glance down at Dust, who is still held in nightmare's arms. He is shivering and the ice is creeping up his neck and covers his shoudler now.

Shit.

Shit shit shit!

Nightmare frowns.

Killer glares at him "you can't even feel him getting cold! What makes you think you can even take care of him?! Make sure he is okay and warm?!"

Ngihtmare glares at Killer "Don't speak foolish assumptions about me spirit. You may not like what you learn."

Ash straight up yells out a loud shout of pure frustration. Stuff wiggles lightly as the light flickers. Weak compared to what strong spirits can do. But for a weak phantom? It is impressive.

Ash glares at them "Stop this! Either help my brother or leave." things shake again even as Cross sees the other flicker. Ash is using the little power he has. he is desperate.

Killer looks unhappy before glaring at Ngihtmare unhappy "Fine..."

Nightmare huffs as he leaves towards the bathroom. his now visible tendril grabbing a sweater and sweatpants from the ground in Dust's room.

horror looks at cross and mumbles "can you teach me how to make this... magic drink? It is best that more people know how it is made." Cross can see that both ash and killer followed Ngihtmare. No doubt to keep an eye on the maybe demon adn Dsut. Cross nods and goes towards the kitchen. He looks around around the kitchen and is happy to find a few spices. No doubt Dust's small stash for rituals to begin with.

okay. Time to make special tea. any flavour will do, as the flavuor just makes it easier to drink for the one needing it. The real magic is into infusing the energy and feeling of the right spices into the very essence of the tea.

It is one of the easiest things to learn. but a comfort and useful trick. Cross gets to work and explains each step to Horror. It is nice... in a way. knowing he is doing soemthing that will help Dust. knowing someone else is learnign about this.

It is quick work and Cross waits. knowing the tea will stay warm until it is consumed.

It is also a great trick to make a drink for yourself that you know will stay the right temperature...

In the end Killer comes back to tell them that they got Dust cleaned and his body at least a bit warmer.

Cross takes the drink and meets the others in his room. it is cramped. but Dust looks a bit better even if he still looks very pale. The small matrass is covered with three blankets and Cross is very sure dust only has two in his house. He suspects Killer for stealing more.

He is wearing sweatpants and a sweater now. a beanie on his skull to keep it covered. Cross can hear the old washer running in the background. Cross joins them and nightmare keeps dust upright as cross helps him drink the tea. it is slow work but luckily it works. Dust mumbles unhappily.

Cross laughs "Right sorry... you don't like cinnamon as flavour..." strange that he remembers that... they had been kids... way back... Cross mentioned once he liked cinnamon buns but that his father didn't let him eat them...dust showed up with one one day for cross... cross had tried to share but dust just told him he didn't care for the taste.

It was just... the easiest spice to use wiht the most effect. at least that he had available. Probably why Dust kept it around... it is one of the cheapest spices which can be used in most easy rituals.

At least dust is still sort of there and awake. that is good.

he finishes the tea nad it takes but a moment but some colour returns to his bones as his shivering stops.

Cross makes sure he is completely tugged in and warped up in the blankets. He checks the window for no draft and makes sure the curtains are drawn.

They leave the room and just take a moment...

And now... they wait...

It is up to Dust to wake up now.

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his body feels sore... it is... cold...

He doesn't like the cold...

It is fine... there is always someone nearby who... Who is warm...

nightmare isn't warm to the touch... something about what he is... but cross, or at least cross's body, is warm. no matter who is in it...

He feels the blanket and follows along the surface of his bed under it... his hand searching for the other... retreating back when he feels soemthing cold...

Where... where are they? He is alone? Why is he alone? Don't they want to stay near anymore?

Why... why does that thought hurt?

He forces himself to open his eyes. Wake up. Don't think like... that... That is stupid...

Dust glances around and frowns. Just his room... lots of blankets though and he shivers. He pulls one tighter around him. strange... It is still warm out and while his apartment is shit it doens't get cold like this until it is winter...

He looks down adn frowns. That is the old knitted sweater he has... it has been an impulse buy when he was younger... He had been feeling low and sad and just miserable... so splurged a lot of money on this knitted sweater... It was soft and warm and he regretted spending that much money on it...

He doens't usually wear it... scared that it will get dirty or get ripped or soemthing...

Dust pulls the blanket tigher around him as he slowly gets up..

Fuck it is cold. Why is he so cold? He enver felt this cold? Well it does remind of him that fucking banshee-

The Banshee....

The cold magic that had clung to his very being, his very core, the magic that held him together.

He had struggled up the stairs...

He met the others... they had been searching for him?

And Killer...

Killer had....

His soul beats faster just remembering it and he shakes his skull.

What... what is wrong with him?! He should be worried! he should be stressed about doing something against the other! To make sure Killer won't hurt them!!

But he cna only focus on how... fast and strong he had been. How quickly he had moved to defend him!! How it hadn't been a battle at all... more of an execution...

He pauses before the door and tries to sense the magic and energy in the air.

It is... difficult. it is like trying to move a sore muscle. Trying to focus through a migraine. He can still sense them but it is all muddy... Seems like he lost more of his energy than he had thought...

But he can sense them... they are all still there... but quiet? That is new.

He opens the door and looks around. They are all staring at him. Dust blinks back and sees the slowly darkening sky through the window. So it is only a few hours after their trip? They were before lunch at the cult trap and-

"Dust!!" Ash floats over and stares at him "Are you oaky?! How are you feeling? Sit down! Are you still cold?!" he looks anxious.

Dust blinks but takes a seat at the obvious disstress of his brother. Cross is next to him and it takes longer than usual for Dust to spot who is inhabiting the body. Seems like it is still Cross. Cross checks his temperature and asks some questions.

Dust is still confused but answers them. Yes he still feels cold but not as bad as when they were near the Banshee. He is still a bit tired but feels awake enough. His senses are still dulled as well.

Cross looks very worried "I think she ate a chunk of your life force and life energy... I... I am not sure... We would need to ask other priests."

Ash sounds panicked as he tries to plan but before he can even think off an answer Nightmare grabs his face and turns him to face him.

Ngihtmare studies his face and nudged parts os his skull and near his sockets. What... waht does Dust do? What is he doing?! Dust isn't sure what to do or what is going on? What is the other even doing-

Ngihtmares sockets glow a brihgt cyan for a moment as he continues to stare at him. He hums and slowly turns Dusts skull this and that way. Next the summoned being looks around the room before taking his hand. He checks the joints there.

Ngihtmare hums as he lets go and nods. the cyan colour disappears "You are weaker and some of your life force and energy has been taken correct. However your core and soul are not affected by this predicement. You will recover your lost energy with time and rest."

Dust blinks dumbfounded as Cross sputters "How do you know that?! Us priests can't even do that unless we have much training and practise!? How did you just... see that!? So quickly!? seeing someones core and energies isn't just something you can do?!" Cross stares in shcok.

Ngihtmare looks rather amused "It is part of what I am. It is hardly more complex than that."

Cross sputters "It is!! It doe smatter as it is divine magic! It is an ability reserved for those who are of the divine nature!"

Nightmare just continues to look at him amused "I am sure you will figure it out very soon."

Dust stares in shock. A fallen... A Fallen... Divine...

He... he is a ...

"You are an angel."

Nightmare's smile grows as he gives a half shrug "Even if they are unhappy with me. They can't change what I am. Exile however is possible." he sounds so amused.

Ash figured it out to "An angel... you are a fallen angel.. That is why you are only known as the Fallen..."

Nightmare nods "Indeed. Now." he gets up "Dust. yOu should rest more. Unless you are still feeling cold. In that case you should start with taking a shower. Cross, after you closed your mouth, prepare more of that tea for him. It should help him warm up." He looks to the side "Horror. you mentioned you had some leftovers for him to warm up and eat?"

Horror nods and mentions he saved all the leftovers.

Dust blinks "I... what?"

Ngihtmare looks back at him "You slept for 26 hours straight. From what I know of mortals that is well beyond the time they need to eat and drink. which you will do first. After that we make sure the Banshee's Breathe doesn't keep freezing you. then you go back to bed to rest and make sure you recover your energy." He nudges Dust back fully on the sofa as he walks towards the kitchen, listening to Horror to hear where the food is and starts warming things up.

cross is still shocked but rushes to make some sort of ritual tea? Dust can already smell the cinnamon and thinks he remembers drinking something warm with that taste? he still doens't enjoy it...

He glances to the side and sees Killer floating beside him. Looking right at him. Staring.

The confusing mess of feelings return... remembering how he moved and attacked.. he was strong...

Dust isn't sure what to do as he pulls the beanie closer around his skull.

Killer tilts his skull at him "You really fine?" he frowns as he pouts "Sorry i didn't get there earlier. Stupid nightmare said it was better to remain as a group or risk someone else getting lost who we would need to find." he pouts at him "I wanted to go straight after you through the floor! But nightmare stopped me!" he blinks "Oh right! nightmare's tendrils? Thsoe things we can see but others don't? Yeah. They can touch ghosts! but only when he wants to. Which is a rip off honestly! Like. It is unfair that he can deside to grab me to keep me from following you but I can't just poke him right near the center to annoy him? It is rude and unfair and-"

"Thank you..."

Killer blinks and stares a thim. Dust just feels more embarrassed but pushes through it... it is only fair... and... well... "You... did save us... thank you." there. He said it.

Killer fucking cheers and floats through him!! Dust shivers and glares "What the hell?"

Kilelr pouts "I wanted to hug you!! Cross! Crossy!! let me borrow the bdoy!" and he floats over to cross.

Cross yelps "Killer! I am doign a ritual stop distracting me!"

"Crossy don't be greedy! I wanne hug Dusty! Let me go hug my mate!"

Dust groans as he covers his face.

Why doe shis face feel warm? and why doesn't that statement bring annoyance anymore?

It is... probably because he is still disbalanced after the Banshee attack... Yeah... that is it... it is fine.. It will be fine.

[kkpaaw]

It's Time~

I told yall the next post by me about the au would be Kai's season 1 concept and i meant it!

So here we are!

This is what Kai is wearing all through pre-season 1 and season 1

So let's talk a bit about Kai and what important information you'll need to know about him for pre-season 1 and season 1

♤Kai♤

Kai is the main protagonist in this au. Since he is taking over MK's spot in the lmk story and Lore, that means pretty much everything MK went through Kai does as well

He's still the same brash prideful caring loser he's always been, that hasn't changed, but now he faces a new danger and new adventure that he never expected to go through. At least he's not alone, he has Jay and a bunch of new allies in his corner helping out!

Kai, like MK will be staying with Pigsy and working at his noodle shop in order to make money and keep his place of residence.

♤Backstory♤

Kai's backstory In this au is quite different. Those of you who have watched lmk know what I mean but for those who don't, when time comes for the information to be relevant you'll know.

But for the sake of pre-season 1 and season 1 it's not that relevant

For now, I'll be telling you the events that lead up to Kai getting stuck in the LMK realm...

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A few months after the events of Crystallized concluded Kai was in his and Nya's family home, visiting their parents and helping out around the house. He was clearing though some of his old belongings when he came across a particular item.

It was a small golden bell

The bell was an item Kai had never seen before nor has any memory of getting it yet it seemed so..familiar.

Like eerily familiar.

Where had this come from? And why did it seem to call out to him??

"H-hey mom?" He called out, eyes still stuck In the bell in his hands.

"What is it Kai?" His mother's distance voiced called back.

"Can you... come here? I have something I want to show you!" He shouted.

"In a minute sweetie!" Kai hummed in response.

Kai found himself unable to look away from the bell. There wasn't anything unique about it. It was jsut a simple golden bell with a black strap and some tasles at the end, and yet, somrgung about it just screamed it being familiar

Something calling for him to ring it.

Kai isn't known for his good ideas so maybe that's why he ended up doing that exact thing.

The bells sound echoed through the room, the melody quiet yet loud, and once again something about it just insisted it was familiar.

At first nothing happened and Kai was about ready to shove aside such a feeling of nostalgia and out it away, but then...

The bell started to glow and vibrate rapidly.

"W-what the-?!" Kai yelped and dropped the bell. Instead of falling however it just overdue in place, the glowing and vibrating getting more intense.

Kai stood frozen as the bell got more and more intense. The glow becoming os bring it nearly blinded him. He tried to look away but the bell once again called his attention and he found himself looming into the glowing light as it grew brighter and brighter and then-

*POOF*

In one swift blink of light, both Kai and the Bell, were gone.

Only a few moments later did Maya appear I jthe doorway of his room looking confused as she searched for her son

"Kai? Sweetie? Where are you? I'm here to see what you wanted to show me?" She looked around the room In confusion

Did she mishear him? Mayne he was somewhere else?

She turned away and called out to Ray

"Ray?"

"Ya?"

"Did you see where Kai went?"

Neither her or Ray knew this yet but that would be the last time they see Kai for quite a while

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End!

Little story for you guys to give u an idea of how Kai ended up in the realm of lmk. I'll go into more detail about this as we go through the episodes so don't worry. This was more or less so u guys knew just HOW he got there

The next post you guys see about the au aside from any asks, will be Jay's concept Art for S1!. After him I got I think 2 more concepts for 2 other characters that I wanna use in this au! You'll see what I mean!

[meyoolii]

Iwaizumi Hajime 18+ Alphabet <3

Warnings: smut obvi, Iwaizumi Hajime (27) Athletic Trainer. male/female reader

sorry if there's any typos <3

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Your needs will always come first during sex and afterwards, He will make sure that you are taken care of especialy when he goes particurally hard on you.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On you it's your legs, when you wrap them around his head while he eats you out, or when they wrap around his waist while your on your back.

On him it's his arms being able to support you or being able to hold you down when you're being bratty. Not to meantion the amount of work he puts into them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

facials are his favorite thing in the world. Seeing you covered in his cum not something he'll ever get over (has a file on his phone of just pictures of you with his cum all over your face)

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Before you even got together he has less that wholesome thoughts about what he wanted to do to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Somewhat experienced had a girlfriend before you and has had some hookups.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Mating press, seeing you and the faces you make showing him how good he's making you feel. this also goes back to his leg thing, having your legs on his shoulders

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's made a couple jokes before but it's not a regular thing, it's not that he's super serious but he's not going to be the most joking partner.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they?)

he's somewhat groomed, and i mean like he's groomed but he will let it grow out a little bit before shaving it down again.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very intamte, he want's to show his love for you in every way even outside of the bedroom, even if he's pounding into you mercerlisly you'll still hear grunts of 'I love you sweet thing' 'you mean everything to me'

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He'll jack off if he's away or if you aren't particurally in the mood, why else would he have those photos of you in his phone.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

sub/dom dynamics, choking, public play, overstim.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

Bedroom for the most comfortable experince and longer sessions.

Gym lockeroom is definately another favorite.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you at the gym working out gets him going alone but if someone is looking at you, you will be getting taken to the lockeroom, teasing him, sending nudes while he's with a client..

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

watersports, ageplay, sharing

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He has an oral fixation so he's between your thighs for along time getting as many orgasms from you as he can. Overstimulating you to no end jsut becuase he can't get enough of his mouth on you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually fast and rough but sometimes when he's feeling nice or feels as if he's not loving you enough. He'll be fast but very sensual.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

About half o fthe time that you have sex with Iwa will be quickies mainly because you both are at the gym and he wants to make sure people realize that your his. he does prefer having sex in your house but his possesivness will take over and you end up bent over in the Locker room.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Takes more risks than he's willing to admit, You guys have sex in public fairly often just because 1) you look to damn good for him to say no and 2) because he gets jelous. So he's willing to do risky stuff.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

I feel if he's going in without you touching him in anyway he can last around 30 mins, if he got some foreplay maybe 20-25 mins just becuase he's already been worked up a bit.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He owns toys but just for you, Remote control vibrators, dildos, collars you name it he probably has it for you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A tease but not too overbearing with it, maybe like a quick little comment of 'awe is that all you can take baby, c'mon you can take a little more'

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not loud the most you'll get out of him is low grunts.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

the only reason he found out about sub/dom dynamics is makki teasing Iwa for acting like a 'Dom' and it got Iwa curious he looked it up and found out it was something that he was really into.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's packing lets be fr, i'd say almost 6 inches soft and around 6.4 inches hard, with a slight curve to the left.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

If he had it his way you'd be having sex pretty much everyday if not everyday/mulitple times a day, he loves you so muc but he knows that the body needs to take a break.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Will not fall asleep till he knows that you are, but once you are he's out pretty quickly.

[noellefan101]

Not Replaceable

Characters: Alhaitham x GN reader

ft Kaveh and a weighted blanket(bc you can't tell me alhaitham wouldn't sleep with it, and that hes not autistic).

Warnings: not proofread, and definitley ooc but whatever

Note: this is heavily inspired by a fic i saw some months ago, but i cant remember their username and its kinda sad :(

he's been staring at your back for 30 minutes now, you seriously promised it would be dry tomorrow, its the best you can do.

"Haitham.. do you need anything?".

"you already know what i need…".

you looked at the man, and you sweared he looked like a kicked puppy, all because you had to wash his blanket today. you feel sorry for him, but it had to be done.

"yes, i do. but you can't sleep with a," you tried once again to convince him "a big wet piece of cloth" to just try and sleep without it.

"you could also just take multible blankets and stack them, or try to be a normal person like the rest of us" ah, Kaveh walked in, probably to get another cup of coffee, and to annoy Haitham as usual.

"not the same" Alhaitham said almost immediately after Kaveh had spoke, "it doesn't weigh enough, all the ones we have are too light for me to do that" you guess he's right, since it isn't the best to have too many layers of warmth in sumeru's heat.

you and alhaitham dont have that many blankets combined anyway, unless Kaveh woul- "alright! whatever, just dont take all mine like you did last time!" guess he already said no to that option then.

"i didn't take all of yours, just a few, you still had one left" i mean, he is kind of right, as much as you didnt want to agree with that at the moment.

"uggghhh… im going now, solve that yourselves" Kaveh spoke, walking out of the room with a new coffee mug in hand.

"love, are you sure you dont want to just try with the multible blankets?" you wanted to try just one more time, even though you were sure it wasnt going to actually convince him.

"yes" alright, then you dont have any other ideas. so you tried to brainstorm some more, though none would fix the actual problem at hand.

"i could make you some tea? or you could jsut read until you feel tired?" you wanted to help him so bad, but nothing just seemed like it would work. since yours was way too light, and you cant really go out and buy another on eofr him right now.

and his still shouldn't be dry enough to use. "no" he said as you gave out a sigh, you wanted so badly to give up on trying to find a replacement. but you still couldn't let yourself do it, you still wanted to help him actually sleep today.

"are you… sure nothing can work as a replacement, even just for today?" you're sure you looked so defeated at the moment, but it didn't matter now.

"…" silence huh? maybe he's thinking about it, or maybe he gave up as well. you cant really tell, and you're too tired to try understand what's behind those pretty eyes right now.

so you guess you should just-"lay on me" did you hear that right?? "what?" you cant do anything but question him. too focused on figuring what he was trying to do, or if you heard the wrong thing.

"i know you heard me, lay on me" so you weren't just hearing his words incorrectly, "but why would that help?".

"you weigh about enough to work as a weighted blanket" you looked at him surprised, "…excuse me?" you cant help but feel a little annoyed at him. although you knew what he meant know.

"i didn't mean it like that, i swear" he quickly spoke back. coming closer to you, looking worried that he had used the wrong words.

"its okay, im messing with you. i know you wouldn't actually mean it like that" you smiled smugly, letting out a little whimper as he picked you up without warning.

you looked up at him, confused, "i-i," you stuttered out yet couldnt finish the sentence before you felt him pull you in closer to him. "i can walk on my own you know!" it wasnt quite what you had wanted to say, but it would do.

he just looked at you and shrugged then put you gently down on the bed, and then he was laying beside you the moment it had come to you that he put you down.

you both looked right at each other once again, now face to face, in a silence you couldnt quite say was nice but it wasnt unpleasant either. well before he spoke up anyway, "are you going to move or do i have to?".

"huh?" you had already forgot why you were back in your bedroom by now, too focused on his eyes to care at the moment. "okay, i'll lift you up then" oh right, that it why you're here.

"sorry, w-wait atleast give me a warning first!" you wimpered out quickly as he took you up by your torso and put you down onto his chest. "i did give you a warning." you pouted at that.

"not a good enough warning, smartass" you clearly tried to sound stern, as if it mattered at all. but by the way your lips curled up and you just cuddled in closer to him, you clearly didnt mind.

it had been about 10 minutes by now, and you were fast asleep, although alhaitham wasnt quite yet. he was tired, yes, but maybe he had focused too much on you being right there than actually sleeping.

he wasnt complaining, dont get me wrong, but maybe it wasnt the smartest to have you on him when he wasnt suposed to focus on you. you just looked so pretty all curled up on his chest while still trying to cover him up as much as you could, even in your dreams.

he will fall asleep soon, just let him enjoy your sleeping form a little longer.

and yes, he should get a second weighted blanket, but he won't. because he now hopes gets to enjoy a moment like this every time the blanket has to be washed.

thx for reading, this is a very weird whatever but im trying to cook something up i just cant cook rn-Masterlist

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So in DMs for my pilgrim time warp I we discussed courtnapping and I had an idea that in aus where Wukong isn't on good terms with Macaque and not currently pregnant (probably soft (not slow) boiled, drafted fates, etc.) by the end of s3, he and Macaque don't get together easily. In fact their courtship is quite tumultuous.

After the battle with Lady Bone Demon, Wukong is utterly exhausted and hurt and filthy! He wants nothing more than to jsut sleep the next two weeks away and not worry about anything. So he does exactly that! He calls off training to give MK time to recuperate and just let everyone get their lives back in order, and makes plans to just relax and sleep. He'd been holding on through sheer determination and adrenaline to prevent MK from noticing just how badly hurt he still was and how badly his possession by LBD had effected him. So he basically crashed out the moment everyone left his island and he finally got to sit on his couch. Only problem is, when MK comes by after hsi two week break, Wukong isn't there.

Because he's been courtnapped.

When Wukong wakes up, freshly bathed and injuries tended to, it's to fresh, clean silken sheets in a bed he hasn't been slept in for over a thousand years. His bedroom in the now abandoned and forgotten Stone Palace, the original one from the book. After Macaque's first death he couldn't bring himself to live in the same palace and sleep in same marital nest he once shared with his beloved anymore, so he'd had his subjects build him a smaller hut on a cliffside to live in. The house he now lives in.

And while he's groggily trying to figure iut exactly how an why he is there, sthis bedside was Macaque, resting a hand against his cheek as he leaned over him, looking entirely too pleased with himself. Apparently a good chunk of his previous fights with Wukong had been half out of revenge and half courtnapping attempt, he'd finally gotten an opening to catch his snatched bride by simply waiting for Wukong to finally pass out from his ordeal with LBD. This was actually something that had been a thing all the way back to his debut episode, the seal he had placed in MK's jacket hadn't just been to siphon MK's powers. It was a tracker, because when Macaque was first revived the first place he looked had been the Stone Palace he and Wukong had once lived in only to be unable to find him there. The barrier in the waterfall curtain would block his hearing whenever he tried to use his ears to find him. So he was left with the only known connection Wukong had left in the modern day. A fresh, naive young student desperate to prove himself.

At the time he hadn't known WHAT he wanted with Wukong, whether it be to kill him (which he knows is impossible) or to take him back. He gets his answer when he sees Wukong again in person for the first time. Both. He wants both to kick Wukong's ass for killing him and to get his mate and husband back. And he almost did then too, but he'd gotten distracted by MK. And he'd inadvertently activated Wukong's parental instinct by threatening MK.

The fight on the airship was something similar, except MK and Mei had both intervened, and LBD was a threat. Same as the fight in the desert, where Wukong was unresponsive due to deep meditation only to be separated, and Macaque had found MK before he found Wukong. After that point fear fir LBD had overwritten the courtnapping attempts.

But now that the main threat is over and Macaque is finally free, he's able to focus entirely on his scheming and getting his husband back.

With courtnappings, there is traditionally a trial period before it's considered official in any capacity. After all, no matter who you are, being randomly stolen away from your friends and family can be frightening. So a month or two is generally set aside for the potential bride to get to know their new groom, this is also a very chaotic time in the courting because this is the time for the demon who stole their bride to then prove their strength to them by not only protecting them, but to be able to hold on to them and prevent them from being either stolen but rival suitors or being able to escape themselves. So a lot of fighting is expected among demon couples. If the match just simply doesn't work out after the trial period, the bride is free to call it off at any moment and the demon would be duty bound to obey their request, failure to do so is to lose honor and respect from all their kind.

So needless to say Macaque is fully prepared for Wukong to spend the first week fighting with him over every little thing and constantly making escape attempts. After that he begins to begrudgingly settle down because he, unfortunately, is still too weak from the LBD to be able to properly fight back. It's about then Macaque is also able to properly make his intentions known, which passes Wukong off to no end, an expected thing when a powerful demon ends up courtnapped as it can sting their pride to be considered the 'wife' of a suitor. Macaque takes great advantage to Wukong being touch starved and jsut overall weak to affection to spoil and groom him over the next few weeks in an attempt to woo him. Wukong is embarrassed to admit that he only needed approximately a month and a half to accept his former mate back into his life, and begrudgingly accepts his courtship. When they finally return to the hut, it's to a worried MK, an angry Pigsy, and a lot of people thinking Wukong broke his promise again only for Pigsy to notice that A) Wukong looked a lot healthier than he'd ever seen him and B) Macaque was smugly hovering near him and Wukong wasn't pushing him away. He quickly puts two and two together.

Pigsy: Courtnapping?

Wukong, grumbling: I'm embarrassed to admit it.

That feel when Demons are a whole race of tsunderes XD

Post-S3 Macaque realising that LBD's defeat is the perfect opportunity to re-courtnap his mate and reinstate his place as Wukong's doting spouse;

Wukong: "Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Macaque: "Don't know. Somewhere where I can do a bit of scheming, probably."

It sort of becomes a Beauty and the Beast situation at the Stone Palace, even tho it's Wukong's own darn palace that he hasn't cleaned in ages.

I just love the idea of Macaque deciding that the best revenge is making Wukong remember why he missed him all those centuries.

And also have it be publically known that the feared Sun Wukong is the one being courted/wooed. Some demons (especially former humans) find it near scandalous that the Six Eared Macaque is the one "wearing the pants" in the courtship! XD

Also come S4; you now have a furious husband monkey chasing down the Brotherhood for stealing his mate from their nest!

I adore this concept. It has so much room for some tasty scenarios and standalone fics X3