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“So I think he wants to be gentle with me. . .” with Jade Leech

Some gentle NSFW headcanons of this silly eel

!! NSFW AHEAD !!

Thinking about how gentle Jade Leech could be during intercourse. The type of man to ask if you feel alright before continuing his actions. He's so rough and careless towards everyone but you, asking for your consent before even kissing you.

Of course, he'll tease you, but it's all with good intent. Pausing all your movements until he has your spoken permission to keep going. Making you beg him for that sweet praise. He loves telling you how good you're doing, or how pretty you sound.

Gently pulling your hands away from your mouth or stomach, trying to muffle your voice or hide your body. He finds you absolutely incredible, and wishes you'd comprehend that. But for now, he'll do with enjoying it himself.

He'll allow you to squeeze his hand while you're deep in pleasure from his tongue. He's awfully skilled with it, you know. Sucking or kissing until you're begging for him to stop.

He can be rough as well, if that's what you crave, but some part of him adores the feeling of being so attentive of your needs. As if he was born to take care of you and whatever you require.

He loves kissing the previous marks he may have left at your request. Even despite how sharp his teeth are, he tries his best to be mindful of the pain levels. After all, he doesn't want you to be experiencing any unnecessary aching.

Overall, he finds the idea of tending to your needs to be his top priority. You're his partner, and he doesn't want to scare you off too soon.

[beebsbea]

“I’m not pretty when I’m naked” with Floyd Leech

Floyd always liked touching your skin, splaying his hands across your stomach when cuddling. But he never knew you were insecure.

He adored your body, even if he never saw it without your clothes on. The feeling of his hands on your stomach, underneath your shirts or hoodies. He craved it so much, unlike anything he's ever experienced.

But it bothered him slightly that he never saw you without your clothes. The moment both of you were alone, he'd at least yank off his shirt. Human clothing felt so gross and unnecessary to him. Did you not yearn to be free of them too? Or was there some reason you chose not to?

While he sulked about it during his shift, he heard the brief sound of your voice. He whipped his head around to the direction of the sound. It came from the kitchen, where his brother was assigned to clean dishes.

His mood worsened at a sudden realization, you came to the lounge and hadn't even greeted him. And now you were yapping about who knows what with his brother. This wasn't okay.

He shoved his notebook in his pocket, the one he used to sloppily write down orders, and decided to get to the bottom of this. Azul was in his office, meaning there was no one who would try to talk his ears off about abandoning his post. Besides, it was a relatively slow day.

"-just drop it," your voice came into his earshot and you seemed almost upset.

"Oh? It was just a simple question. I didn't intend to offend. You hold my sincerest apologies." He was ready to slam the slightly ajar door open, but for once, he wanted to wait.

"I despise my body more than life itself. He'd have to fake being interested in me after seeing it."

"Is that so?"

"You're his brother. Shouldn't you out of everyone know that?" So you were talking about him. But why not just discuss it normally? Like you would urge him to do when he was upset.

"You're his partner. Shouldn't you out of everyone aside from me understand that my brother isn't that shallow of a boyfriend?"

He couldn't take his any longer. He pushed the door open further and waltzed right in. You must've been in too much thought to even notice his presence. You were so fragile. Worrying about something so dumb in his eyes.

"FIshy, you're worrying too much." When you turned around, he hugged you tightly, with his arms around your hips. It was his favorite way to hold you. "When you're ready, I promise not to judge."

But you're his fish, out of all the ones in the sea. And he'd never release you back out there.

[beebsbea]

“ a drabble <3” with transmasc! various

!! NSFW Ahead !!

Pretty boys who talk with a little too much confidence are so pathetic, aren’t they? The ones who act like they know everything, and that they could be an amazing top, when they’re just a slut for you behind closed doors.

Even just the feeling of your fingers against their shorts, they feel their legs begin to quiver with anticipation. Their hand goes to cover their mouth and you give them that, at least.

But even with that barrier from the noise, their moans still sound so damn sweet. And before you know it, their hips are bucking for more friction. And who are you to refuse?

So when your hand slips past (the shirts really left nothing to the imagination), they tried so hard to not be too loud. But it was hopeless. It’s a wonder how no one interrupted. The feeling of your finger slipping past so easily from the wetness. They were seeing stars.

Their breath was slowly getting more and more shallow, fuck. You couldn’t help but slide another finger in, going harder and faster. You were determined to make them orgasm. And they weren’t going to be able to walk by the end of the night

<3

— Riddle Rosehearts, Ruggie Bucchi, Azul Ashengrotto, Kalim Al-Asim, Silver

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“Absolutely breathtaking” with Vil Schoenheit

Something short and sweet to ease back into writing.

You watched from his bed while he applied his makeup. He offered to do yours as well, but you didn’t quite feel like it today, and he respected your wishes. He was doing his eyeliner so perfectly. With such care and attentiveness.

And it made you think about something Epel had said. “It’s like you’re Vil’s favorite or somethin’.” You laughed it off, of course. It seemed so far-fetched. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself at the silly thought.

“You appear to be pretty content. Is there something that brought this up?” Directing your attention to him again, you were amazed. His makeup was done, but something about this look felt different. It was more subtle then usual. His usual sharp features looked soft.

And he looked “absolutely breathtaking. . .”

A small smile crept its way to his lips. He got up, and made his way towards you from his vanity. “You have a way with words, don’t you?” His teasing held no malice though.

“Well, for my abilities to be noticed by the fairest, I must.” His smile faded for a moment.

“I’m not the fairest, but I appreciate the sentiment.” Seizing the opportunity, you grabbed his hands in your own.

“You are in my eyes.”

[beebsbea]

“. . .Deep in the forest, I stroll to hear the wisdom of my soul. . .”

Fandoms: Twisted Wonderland, Genshin Impact, Dead Plate

Genres: Suggestive, NSFW (depending on the type), Angst, Fluff, Comfort, Reverse Comfort

Requests: Open