#and all that was written on it was gender juice

[agayconcept]

ohohohohooo so New Gender Juice Doctor Who Is Awesome's office called and said they spoke to the Bad Evil Bigoted Doctor's office and they may have worked out a deal !?! (like i had said where the endo does all the work w hrt etc and the shitty drs office just hands it out to me n does basic upkeep)

(bc apparently my crappy drs office in fact Does know and have the math, resources and time slots available for this. they simply lied to me and said they didn't. quelle fuckin surprise...🙄)

i am to wait upon an email confirming if they can do this...

and if so they will fit me in as soon as they have an opening with an NP which like. bc i happen to know half their schedules??? will be like. next week. maybe even early in the week? (ohoooooh they're gonna hATE IT if that happens lolllll)

oh how the fUCKIN TURNTABLES....

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[cyberrose2001]

Hi hi! Your op drawings are so good?? My bby aaa drawing him (bots in gen) is so tough, I get too caught up in the details TT

Anyway, since I miss him lol I was wondering if I could request some... uh, gosh I hate this word but idk anything synonymous. Could I request pussydrunk tfp op?

Hope you're having a nice day/night btw <3

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TFP pussydrunk!Optimus x reader

Hi hello!!I am very proud of this and it's probably up there with my list of my favourite fics I have ever written. Thank you so much for requesting and liking my silly sketches of the blorbo. I've written this as gender neutral <3

(lowkey ive been writing heaps of OP eating pussy,,, its a canon event for me i cannot intervene..... anyway its 11AM and i havent slept yet but i needed to finish hggggh *dies of horny*)

Warnings: Oral sex (reader receiving), edging, reader has a vagina.

Word count: 657

18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI

Spending time alone with you has learned to be one of Optimus' most treasured past times. But as much as it pains him, relaxing with you is a rare treat. The usual business of the base either keeps him up all night, or he genuinely has no time. However, he tries his best to make the most of it, whether he's relaxing with you, cuddling you, or with his head glued between your inner thighs. 

Like right now. It was nearing two AM. Optimus has you sprawled out on your shared berth, his face pressed against your aching heat, finally finding sweet relief from his built-up arousal. It's been too fragging long since his face was buried in you. He misses it, and if Optimus had a choice, he would sacrifice everything he's worked for to keep you bare before him.

Two hours. Optimus had been lazily lapping at you for two hours now. At one point, his helm had lulled to the side to rest against your right inner thigh to not strain his neck. His glossa grows tired, and his energon roars through his hot frame.

His stamina is almost depleted compared to when he initially delved into your drenched pussy. Despite this, Optimus still has the capacity to tightly grip your hips, gently massaging them as you lie still for him. He is weary, yet he perseveres, ignoring his aching joints and pulsing spike painfully pressed against the berth because tonight is about you. He will make up for all those lonely nights you've spent in berth alone in one lengthy oral session.

It's very often that when Optimus gives you oral, his mind feels like he's been transported to a higher plane of existence, one where he has no responsibilities or obligations to lead a team, just the mind-numbing taste of you. It makes him dizzy and light-headed, similar to the buzz he gets when he has a high grade or two, but Optimus prefers revelling in you instead to get his high. 

As ever patient as you are with your star-crossed lover, your hips still gently roll and shudder involuntarily against his glossa, and Optimus fucking loves it. He loves your soft cries when he sucks on your clit, and he loves when you clamp your legs around his helm when your orgasm is merely within reach. But he won't let you finish just yet, not when he's yet to relish and thoroughly drown himself in your sticky sweet.  

His warm optics remain lazily trained on your face, only fluttering close when you squeeze his helm. The pressure from your thighs only heightens his hunger, a carnal desire to swallow every drop of your aphrodisiac juices. 

"Mmmmm," You mewl, sweaty palms digging into the berth, "Fuck, I missed this… why don't we do this - aah - more often, baby…."

Optimus doesn't respond, and he can't because his processor is so intoxicated and aroused that he can't even form a single coherent sentence. It's quite ironic, he thinks. A mech of his nature that is so poised and articulate in his vocable is conned by his own desperate need to surrender his intake to his humans' essence.

"Mmmffh," He purrs into your heat, parting your sensitive lips with his glossa, lazily swirling around your bud before pressing a gentle kiss against it. He can't help but grind his spike into the berth below at your whimpers, servos kneading into your soft flesh, "More… Primus, I need more…."

You titter breathlessly, snaking a hand to the top of his helm to lightly press his face further into your pulsing heat, and Optimus delightfully grunts. You shiver, biting back a moan at the vibrations, "Go ahead, hun, you've got me for the rest of the night."

Optimus may need to blow a hole into the sun to prevent it from rising, since one night will never be enough to satisfy his thirst for you.

[parkerdoeswriting]

A Love Game

Peter Parker x AFAB! Reader

category: fluffy smut

summary: Peter and reader blowjobs except readers lowkey shy and so me 🤩

warnings: oral (reader and Pete), SMUTTTTT!, cum eating (hate that word it’s so embarrassing to write)

word count: 0.8k

A:N: reader is written as AFAB but I tried to write it gender neutrally for the trans mascs and afab enbies (MEE) :) also my first smut, so gross!!

smut under cut :)

“Fuckkkkk!!! Peter!!…..” you cry out as your pubic bone presses impossibly close to his face, his nose bumping into your clit, causing you to scream out more.

He mumbles a response, muffled by his lips against your folds.

“Peter fuck… GOD!” you don’t know whether or not to wrap your thighs around his head and squeeze him closer, or kick him away with your feet.

Your belly gets butterflies and you can feel your body squirming more and more, you let out soft moans that slowly get more and more loud with the intensity of the moment. You hear Peter’s tongue and lips practically slurping you from the bottom, the noises perverted and filling the room.

“Peter, please!” you cry out against for him, sweat around your hairline and your hair tousled.

He hums as he brings you over the edge, leaving your legs shaking as he continues lapping at your juices. Your chest raising up and down as you breathe frantically through the feeling of sensitivity he gave you.

You cry out and tug on his chocolate brown locks, trying to signal for him to pull away. He gives your clit a quick kiss before pulling away, his lips shimmery as he licks at them. You shy away from him, immediately trying to close your legs and cover yourself.

“Bug?” he kisses your knee, stroking your thigh up and down.

You reluctantly look up, seeing your boyfriend’s dorky smile and soft eyes, and you can feel yourself relax just at the sight.

“Was that uh.. good?” Peter asks, opening your legs again so he can lay between them, his face nuzzled on your chest.

“Y..yeah..” you say, playing with his hair again, still trying to come down from the feeling.

He smiles against your skin and places a quick peck just below your collarbone, giving that area a quick nip as well.

“Do uh.. you want me to do anything?” you blush trying to close your legs again.

“You don’t gotta..” he says, his eyes fluttering.

“Wanna make you feel good too..” is your reply before you weasel out from under him, rolling him so he’s on his back.

You lean in to kiss him, tasting yourself as you do so. He plays with your hair, running his fingers through it.

“You don’t have to Bug.. like eating you out” he nips at your bottom lip before pressing his lips to the corners of your mouth.

You pull away, and he goes to object before you slip your hands under his tented, plaid boxers.

“Fuck..” he grunts, feeling your hands wrap around him.

His hands push at his waistband, trying to frantically free himself. You see this and shakily remove them for him, watching him in all his glory. You lick your lips greedily as you thumb at his slit, watching him writhe under you. His lips play into a teasing yet loving smirk, his body propped up on his elbows.

It’s not like you haven’t been naked with him before, or even haven’t had sex, but you can’t help but be shy around your boyfriend when you’re both being intimate.

“Bug.. please move” he grunts, trying to buck his hips up and down as you stay relatively still, in thought.

“S-sorry..” you whisper, slowly stroking him as he moans.

“Just like that..” he stops thrusting so much, letting you take over.

You speed up and slow down, switching between different speeds as he grips the sheet of your shared bed.

“S’good” he shuts his eyes tightly, his face pinched together in bliss.

You slowly reposition yourself between his legs, practically doing the child’s pose as you kiss up his shaft.

“Is.. is this good?” You say inbetween pecks.

He nods and smiles at you, his eyes soft. You slowly descend your mouth on him, closing your eyes. You move your lips up and down on him, and he gasps.

“Gonna.. oh my god..” he whines, and you can feel his legs trembling on both sides of you

You feel a sticky liquid dribble onto your tongue, and you accept it. He’s moaning loudly as you wait for him to finish, tracing a vein on his dick with your tongue.

He sighs loudly and cups your face with one hand, pushing back his hair with the other. Your mouth is parted, his cum leaking out of your lips. He takes notice and pushes up on your jaw line, forcing your mouth closed. You take the hint and swallow, making a face at the slightly familiar taste. He smiles triumphantly before reaching for his and your discarded clothes, handing you pajamas and sliding his on.

“Cuddle time?” he asks, opening his muscular arms for you to cozy in to.

You smile and bury your face into the crook of his neck, letting him envelop you in one of his signature Peter hugs.

“My lil cuddle bug” he teases sleepily, his eyes closing.

[purple-plum-petals]

⊱ TWST Characters and the Orange Peel Theory ⊰ || Multiple Character Scenario

╭─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╮        Character(s): Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Riddle Rosehearts, Jack Howl, Ruggie Bucchi, Leona Kingscholar, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Kalim Al-Asim, Epel Felmier, Rook Hunt, Vil Schoeinheit, Ortho Shroud, Idia Shroud, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver, Sebek Zigvolt, Malleus Draconia (Twisted Wonderland)        Reader Type: Human, Ramshackle Prefect (Gender-Neutral Pronouns)        Warning(s): Nothing! I also always use the Japanese TWST Terms (Dorm Leader instead of Housewarden, Madols instead of Thaumarks, etc.) in my writing.        Genre: Scenario, Fluff, Attempt at Comedy        Word Count: ~1530 words        Scenario: What do the TWST boys do when you randomly turn to them, holding an orange in your palm as you ask, “Could you peel this for me?”        Author’s Note: I’ve been having a hard time motivating myself to work on requests as of late and, given the state of some of my friendships irl at the moment, I wanted to write about the TWST boys and whether or not they would “pass” the Orange Peel Theory relationship test (probably because I need some comfort right now lmao). For those who don’t know, the Orange Peel Theory is a theory that, if someone loves and cares about you, they will do the smallest of tasks for you with no fuss; this “test” is supposed to show whether or not the care and respect in a relationship are mutual (another one of these “tests” I saw was asking your friend or partner to tie your shoe for you). This was written to be read as platonic, but it can be interpreted as romantic if that’s your jam.

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Looks at the orange in your hand before giving you a warm smile in return, taking it from your grasp and peeling the outer rind with no comment. He even offers to feed it to you, holding one of the pieces of fruit between his pointer finger and thumb as he gently brings it to your lips. Will only take a piece for himself if you give him explicit permission to do so; after all, he doesn’t want to ask to have some of your lunch since you looked so excited to eat the orange when you asked him to peel it for you (you were more excited about the fact he agreed to peel the fruit for you rather than the orange itself). Passes the test with flying colors.

Silver

Peels the rind from the flesh of the orange with a small smile while continuing to talk happily about whatever subject you two had been discussing prior to your question. He doesn’t ask why you suddenly needed the orange peeled since it doesn’t really matter to him; you asked him for help and he was happy to deliver (he was even touched you were comfortable enough to ask him to do that for you). Passes the test perfectly.

Kalim, Rook

Peels the orange with a level of perfection you didn’t even know was possible. You’re left absolutely astounded when he returns the newly-peeled fruit in your hand with a smile, not a single ounce of pith left on the flesh of the orange slices; it was the best orange you’ve probably ever eaten in your life. He passes the test and you honestly couldn’t ask for a better person to peel an orange.

Ortho

Is a bit curious as to why you asked him to peel the orange for you since he’s seen you do it before, but he doesn’t say anything as he takes the fruit from your hand to peel it. However, he ends up overestimating the amount of strength needed to remove the outer rind from the flesh, so now the both of you are splattered in orange juice and pulp. Your laughter at the ridiculous situation makes what happened a fond memory rather than something to be embarrassed about. While he technically passes the test, you now have no orange to eat (it has been reduced to atoms). It’s the thought that counts, though.

Jack, Malleus

Agrees to peel the orange for you, but he does want a couple pieces of the fruit in exchange for his services; he doesn’t just do things for free you know. He peels the orange for a price, but it’s a reasonable deal at least. You agree to his terms and watch as he happily and easily peels the orange, humming all the while. Once the rind has been removed from the flesh, he takes three slices of the fruit for himself to snack on before giving you the rest. Even though he peeled the orange for you, he technically fails the test since he wanted something in return.

Ruggie, Azul

Plucks the orange from your palm, but asks why you’re not able to peel it yourself. Are you not feeling well or something? He then begins to ask if you’re eating an orange because you need extra vitamin C as he proceeds to ask if you’re coming down with a cold; he definitely overthinks why you asked him to peel your orange for you. So, while he does peel the orange and successfully passes the test, you’re starting to think that maybe he cares about you a little too much with the sudden worry about your well-being.

Deuce, Riddle

Demands to know why you’re asking him to peel your orange for you since he’s seen you do it plenty of times before (keep in mind, he’s asking this while actively peeling your orange for you)! He then proceeds to ask if you’ve been eating properly and taking care of yourself if removing the rind from a piece of fruit was too strenuous on your human body; he even offers you to come and join him while he trains since his vigorous routine would be sure to give you enough strength to peel the orange on your own. He passes the test, but is the lecture something you truly want to have to sit through?

Sebek

Knows and is aware of the theory since he has seen it circling around on social media as of late, but he’s happy to peel the orange for you nevertheless. He even thinks it’s super cute how you asked him out of all your fellow classmates to try this viral test with (he’s actually kind of honored)! He of course passes the test since he already knew about it, but he would have gladly peeled your orange for you even if he didn’t know about it; you’re just that special to him.

Cater

Also knows about the theory from social media, but doesn’t really want to get his hands all sticky and potentially ruin a nail while trying to remove the outer layer of the fruit. Thankfully, he came prepared in case you asked him to do this “test” since he’s not one to disappoint, pulling an orange peeler from his back pocket as he separated the rind from the flesh. However, if push came to shove, Vil wouldn’t be against ruining his nails or getting his hands sticky with orange juice if it meant he could show you how much he cared for you. Passes the test since he doesn’t mind getting a little messy if it means he can express his appreciation toward you through small gestures such as this.

Vil

Takes the orange from your hand to peel it for you, but will be teasing you about it the entire time. Why are you suddenly not able to peel an orange, hmm? Why didn’t you ask another one of your friends? Were you waiting specifically to ask him of all people? My, now aren’t you adorable! He technically passes the test even if he’s kind of mean about it. Keep in mind that he will bring up your strange and sudden inability to peel your orange up in the future to tease you.

Trey, Jade, Lilia

Agrees to peel the orange, but is a little curious why you picked an orange to eat for lunch since you usually preferred having one of the apples he’d bring (he even started bringing an extra one just for you). A little bit upset you didn’t want an apple today, but he peels the orange for you with only a single comment about your lackluster choice of fruit for the day. Passes the test and peels the orange with no problem, but he’s kind of disappointed you didn’t want an apple; he can peel an apple faster than he can peel an orange.

Epel

Straight up says no and that he knows you’re capable of peeling it yourself. Why would he bother getting his hands all sticky just for you to be able to eat some fruit? If you want it, you can go through the mess it takes to get past the outer rind. However, he immediately notices your shoulders sag in disappointment as you bring the fruit to your body before you begin to peel it yourself. He rolls his eyes and lets out a huff before snagging the orange from your grasp, peeling it himself before handing the fruit back to you without a word. Technically fails the test, but at least he peeled it for you after seeing how downtrodden you looked.

Ace, Leona, Jamil

Nods his head and takes the orange from your hand but, alas, he can’t even peel the orange. You both knew he wasn’t exactly the strongest or healthiest individual on campus, but neither of you thought it was this bad. After his pride is wounded and his face is a deep shade of red, you gingerly take the orange from his grasp and peel it yourself, offering him a piece of fruit in the hopes it will cheer him up. Passes the test even if he was unable to garner enough strength to actually peel the orange; he makes you promise not to tell anyone about this.

Idia

His reaction truly depends on how he’s feeling at the moment. If he’s in a bad mood, he’d either tell you no or – if someone had done something that day to really piss him off – crush and/or throw the orange. If he’s feeling a bit playful, he’d pluck it out of your hand and hold it high above your head while you pleaded for him to give you your snack back. However, if he’s in a good mood that day (and if he’s not trying to hide his slight soft spot towards you), he’d gently take it from your hand and peel the orange with ease, handing you back a perfectly peeled fruit for you to eat before asking if he could have a piece. He either fails the test exponentially or passes it with flying colors; it honestly all depends on his mood at the time.

Floyd

[k-dokja]

I don't know if anyones said this, but can you pls do one with James lee giving reader head? When he has red hair, and I don't rlly mind the gender😞🙏

Ive had a red haired James lee obsession for the past month help

Honestly, I write so much cunnilingus that I don't know what I have written and what I haven't.

As always AFAB reader. NSFW is under the cut.

You look pretty like this, he thinks.

Cheeks flushed, hair a mess, your eyes glare up at him like he's not the one making you soaking wet. Or maybe that's why you're glaring at him? He can't tell. But you're a sight worth savouring, with your lips swollen, both above and below, but he has an inkling that you'd smack him if he said that.

"All for me?" James teases, pushing your legs back to your chest. It's an overkill seeing how he hasn't decided to sheath his cock inside you yet, but it doesn't matter.

When he returns to sopping wet cunt, your legs are thrown over his shoulder, and his nails dig into your thighs as he drags his tongue over your folds. James delights in the way your body shivers under his ministrations. His lips press over you and he sucks on your clit. Your hips stutter into his mouth, hands desperately scrambling to seek purchase on the mattress.

He gives you no time to recover, instead sliding his hands over the flesh of your hips, giving it a bruising squeeze as if you are something to be claimed. His tongue burrows itself in your clenching, tight warmth.

"J-James," You whine, the sound keening and high at the first feel of the heat and his expert movements.

James hums with pleasure as he tastes you before swiping up over your bud and then returning back down, sucking your folds into his mouth. You try to buck up to him, but his hold on your hips keeps you down on the mattress. His iron grip on you never wavers as he keeps you spread open, and the control he has is overbearing as he wrings your arousal from you.

Without thinking, your hand shoots downwards between your legs and grabs a handful of his hair. Your fingers tighten on his red locks, curling your hands until they're knuckles-white.

You can hear the squelch of his movements as he groans into you, the vibrations going straight to your cunt. Just as soon, James pulls back from you with a smug grin on his face. "Somebody is impatient."

"Stop teasing me," you grumble, pushing his head back down between your legs. He doesn't oblige immediately, turning to kiss the inside of your thigh, wiping some of your juice on the soft skin.

"I'm an artist at work, you have to let me take my time," he nibbles on your sensitive flesh. Your legs squeeze around his face in warning, but the smile curving up his lips foretells you that it was a wrong move to take.

James leaves one of your thighs to slip his hand between your legs. Before you have the chance to say anything, his fingers rub down on your folds, his thumb rubbing on your clitoral hood before slipping one inside. A lazy smile overtakes his lips when you clench down on him. He pumps in and out of you at a leisurely pace, adding another finger inside your warm wetness. His tongue laves at your folds in tandem with his fingers, working you to your limit as your breaths grow heavier and heavier.

"James…" You breathe out, tugging at his hair. He knows what you're begging for, but he decides to ignore it in favour of focusing on the task. His fingers slip further inside you, stretching you open for him before curling them roughly into the sensitive bundle of nerves. A strangled cry escapes your lips as your body shudders under his tongue.

You grip his hair hard, your nails digging into his scalp as his thumb rubs firm circles over your engorged bud. "Come for me, babe," he croons, kissing your inner thigh. And you do.

As the first spasms begin, your walls clamp down on his fingers, keeping him inside you. Your overwhelmed cries fill his ears while James doesn't stop lapping at you. The sounds and feeling as he works your cunt, the smell of your sex mingling with the sweat, and musk glaze your eyes over. He pushes his fingers deeper and deeper until you can't take it and calls out his name with the onset of your release. "Good girl," he praises you, cooing at you as your cunt is overtaken by the vicious contractions, your orgasm taking hold and rocking you as he feeds from your sex.

James then covers your entire cunt with his tongue and feels your every convulsion as you ride through this orgasm. He licks up all you can give him. With his arm braced and his palm over your breast, he can feel your body heaving for every gulp of air.

Your hand stays in his hair, the fingers flexing as your hips roll into his mouth.

He pulls away with a sigh, giving you a final suck along your folds. The light touches send a last shot of white-hot pleasure and it robs your breath for a moment.

You're left boneless, unable to lift your head and look at him properly, now spread boneless on the mattress. You weakly tremble as his thumbs slide over your swollen, aching bud, a final gentle rub-over before he takes his hand away entirely.

The hand on your chest slides away, resting lightly over your hip. You keep your gaze lidded as James rises over you again and, with great strength, lifts your hip off the ground and pulls you against him as he moves to sit on his knees. Your legs clench up to his waist in surprise at the sudden movement as he cradles your ass in his palms.

The smell of your arousal is thick in his nose, and his erection strains to the point where he can no longer ignore the growing hardness in his underwear. From that alone he can tell that the fabric is already nearly fraying to contain him, and his cock bobs even harder. "Seems like we have a little situation here…" James quips, lowering you against him as he shimmies down his underwear. His erection springs free from the confine, the thickness of it is heavy on your skin. Your slit is still oozing from before, dripping along your folds.

James smirks, bucking his hips into yours. A surprise moan escapes you. The head of his cock catches your entrance and slips an inch in before he's met with your body's resistance. "Ready for more?"

[maislovebot]

Top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios: Atsushi Nakajima

I can’t believe I’m actually done with this series:’) Idk what I’m gonna do now. Maybe I’ll open up requests?

Similar to the Sigma chapter, this was written before any of the other oral scenarios, so it’s not nearly as good as the others. I did put it through some serious proofreading though, so hopefully it reaches your standards!

Contains: afab reader, gender neutral prns, pwp, overstim (I just realized literally every chapter has overstim omg), premature ejaculation, reader calls him ‘dear’ and ‘atsu’, Atsu calls reader ‘beautiful’, dry humping, implied shower sex, implied dacryphilia, atsu is so sweet, kinda pussy-drunk atsu but not nearly as bad as Ango and Sigma were in their chapters

You gasped and ground your hand into the sheets below you, Atsushi clearly having no intention of stopping any time soon. He’d normally make you cum two or three times before he’d even considered touching himself, which is a nice sentiment, but you had already cum quite a few times and Atsushi still showed no signs of letting up. He was clearly distracted by the taste of your juices and the wet, sloppy sounds coming from your spent cunt. How many times have you come? Was it four? Maybe even five? You weren’t sure anymore.

“Haah—Atsushi—please..!”

Atsushi had his tongue on your clit while his hands held your hips down, keeping you from moving out of place, leaving you with just enough room to buck your hips into his mouth more, feeling overstimulated but unable to pull your hips away. It felt so overbearing, but at the same time, it felt so good. You had yet to find something you could accurately compare it to, the pleasure Atsushi could bring you with his mouth alone was unmatched.

Your rather unclear directions were met with a hum and a small whimper from Atsushi as you dragged your fingers through his hair, your thighs clamping around his head tightly, eyes half lidded. You pushed his bangs back, showing off his face sufficiently better than before. When you opened your eyes that were previously clamped shut, you saw a look of determination in Atsushi’s eyes, and it made you whine and desperately clench around nothing. He could feel your gaze lingering on his, and he looked into your eyes and saw your teary eyes and how your jaw was hanging open slightly. The loud sounds you let out whenever his tongue lingered on your clit for just a little too long making him throb against the mattress. He kept the same pace with his tongue, but he did begin to apply more pressure to your clit, making you yelp out yet again.

You tried to arch your back, but your efforts were fruitless as Atsushi held you in place with his hands on your hips, and his fingers grinding into your hip bone with just enough pressure to keep you down, but not enough to bruise.

Atsushi didn’t want you to bruise, he wanted to drive you to orgasm again and again, he wanted to have you practically crying by the end of it all. He wanted to feel that addicting feeling of you wrapping your thighs around his head as you tremble with pleasure, with your forehead forming beads of sweat from his movements. He was determined to hear those precious moans and whines, maybe you’d mix the two here and there and cry a little. Considering how well he knew your body, it wasn’t difficult to get to that point. You swear he knows your body better than he knows his own.

Your thighs shook around his head just like he wanted, and you whined even louder than before, trying to get a single word of warning out for what was to come.

“At-Atsushi—close—” you forced out, your brain running one hundred miles a minute. Time slowed, but he didn’t. You were in desperate need of a break, so your brain started processing everything slower, which did not match well with the way he kept going at the same, pitifully fast speed. He kept going, patiently waiting for you to reach your high. With that, you came. You moaned loudly as Atsushi kissed your clit lightly, before continuing his work, but at a slower pace to help ease you through your orgasm. You tried to arch your back yet again, but you still couldn’t. Atsushi noticed this, and removed his hands from your hips.

You breathed heavily, and slowly loosened your thighs tight grip around his head, tilting your head back.

You kept laying down to catch your breath, and Atsushi pulled away from your thighs, the bottom half of his face covered in your slick, wiping it off with his hand and licking a small amount of it off of his hand, wiping the rest on the sheet.

You turned your head away from him, clearly embarrassed. Atsushi noticed you turned your head away and he tilted his head curiously before seeing your face heat up.

“You licked it off your own hand.” You said, noticing his curiosity, trying to explain your actions.

He laughed and rested his head between your thighs again.

“Are you up for more?” He questioned. While he did love when your eyes filled with tears, he couldn’t help but worry he may have gone too far.

You were. Of course you were. As overwhelming as his overstimulation was, it also felt so, so good. He had a way with his tongue, and it never failed to make you feel all warm inside.

You nodded, and he shoved his face between your thighs yet again, grinning like a giddy little kid. Atsushi kissed your right inner thigh, before slowly tracing down to your knee, giving a feather light kiss to the top of it.

Atsushi didn’t hold your hips this time around, instead allowing you free reign to do as you pleased. You, of course, noticed this and wanted to take advantage of it, but once he had brought his tongue back to your clit, you were caught off guard because he was adding something extra.

His fingers.

His ring and middle fingers.

You felt him tease at your entrance while still licking your clit shamelessly. The way he teased you with his fingers didn’t even seem like he was trying to tease you. He just seemed reluctant if anything, making you curious.

He pulled away gently, and asked you something, confirming your suspicions.

“Are you fine with me using my fingers too?”

You giggled, “yes, Atsu. That’s fine. In fact, I’d love that.”

Atsushi nodded and slowly pushed his fingers inside of you, adoring the way you clenched around him. The two fingers he used were comfortable, and it was nice; it was a slight stretch, but nothing you couldn’t handle. You especially adored the way he curled his fingers upward to press against your g-spot. He decided to switch up his movements with his tongue as well, and he began to suck on your clit. You gasped loudly, and ground your cunt into his face almost instantly.

Atsushi got a look of worry from the loud gasp you let out. You’d be lying if you said it wasn’t a little painful, but it was in the best way possible. It hurt from the overstimulation, but Atsushi had no way of knowing that, and it was evident by the way he quickly brought his head up and pulled himself up and over to linger over your face, looking worried.

“Did I hurt you?”

You took a moment to process his worry, confused until all the gears turned in your head. You smiled and brought your hands up to his hair, gently pulling him down. You brought his nose to your lips, and you lightly kissed the tip of it, making him redden.

“No, you didn’t, dear. I was just surprised by how sudden it was,” you kissed his lips, “and how good it felt.”

You kissed him again and again all over his face, and every time your kisses made his arms tremble a little more until he gently fell to the side of you.

“Now, are you okay?” You turned your head to face him, smiling at how red the tips of his ears were.

“Mhm, you’re just very..sweet.” You giggled at his wording and turned over to face him again, kissing all over his face. You could feel your orgasm quickly melting away, and once you turned to face him you shamelessly began to grind against him. He groaned into your mouth from the way you grinded against his clothed cock. His groans quickly turned into whines, and he began to rock against you as well. He was made to meet you, he was sure of it. He’d be at a loss if he’d never met you, you meant the world to him.

He wanted to prove it.

He kissed you deeper, bringing his right arm to the back of your head, turning his body to linger over you again. He kept his left balanced in order to hold himself up so as to not crush you. Your back was lifted from the bed with the way he lifted your head up, so you curled into the kiss, bringing your hands up to grab the sides of his face.

You and Atsushi stayed there like that until you began running out of air. Atsushi pulled away from you and panted slightly, removing his hand from behind your head allowing you to gently fall backwards onto the bed again. He brought his arm to the side of your head to play the same role as his left arm, keeping him from falling over.

You two laid like that for a few seconds, looking into each other's eyes.

Atsushi liked your eyes. They were pretty, and they told him so much about you with so little words actually being said. He loved how no matter what he thought he did wrong, or how low he felt, your eyes always showed him unconditional love. He also thought that they looked fantastic when they were half lidded under him, or above him, or at any angle, if he was being honest. He couldn’t for the life of him pick a favorite.

Atsushi suddenly remembered what he was doing, and flinched.

“Oh—sorry, you’re probably waiting. I got distracted.”

He looked at you as he slid back down to your thighs, and saw you smile. “It’s fine. I got distracted, too. Your eyes are really pretty, you know.” Watching your smile turn into a smirk made him tremble a little.

Atsushi slid himself down and smiled, then he left another kiss on your clit.

Atsushi continued what he was doing earlier, and sucked on your clit while putting two of his fingers inside of you, when he did he could feel your walls clench around his fingers and he shuddered.

Oh god, I need to feel that around me. Atsushi thought, letting the thought bounce around in his head before he ground himself into the sheets, making what was routine licking become just a little bit more messy. That’s okay. You fucking loved it.

You were letting out small moans until Atsushi curled his fingers up just slightly, making you cry out.

Atsushi didn’t allow this to go unnoticed, and he kept bending more and more slowly, until he began scissoring his fingers inside you as well, causing a choked cry to leave your lungs, and for your thighs to tremble again.

Atsushi didn’t let up, continuing this routine, not too fast but not too slow, either.

His tongue sucking on your clit like he was starved, and his fingers bending and scissoring you. Atsushi appeared much more desperate than the last time he went down on you only a few minutes ago, because he couldn’t stop himself from grinding his hips into the bed, and whimpering slightly, sending vibrations up your spine.

All the emotions became too much for him, him feeling genuinely loved for one of the first times ever, the love coming from you, even though you guys had sex before, it was remarkable every time. It made him emotional, and it embarrassed him a little. He couldn’t help himself from tearing up as he played with your clit like there was no tomorrow. There could be no tomorrow for all he cared about at this point. He was always desperately looking for a valid reason for him to stay alive, and that reason was right in front of him. Trembling and crying, almost cumming around his fingers.

You wanted to tell him that you were close, but you couldn’t even get your mind to think straight for anymore than a few seconds. All you could manage out was a pathetic “c-close..” before Atsushi had quickly switched places with his tongue and fingers.

He brought his tongue down to your hole with your warning, and thrusted his tongue desperately, putting his thumb over your clit and rubbing small circles relentlessly.

He was getting carried away, and he subconsciously knew it. He was going to end up making you actually cry if he kept this up, instead of just crying out small semblances of a sentence. But he couldn’t stop. Him fucking you with his tongue made you cry out his name, and he ground into the bed.

“Atsushi!” You cried out his name, maybe just a little too loudly. He quickly grabbed your hips and pulled you even closer to his face than before, making it so you couldn’t go anywhere.

“Aaa..At..”

As he kept going, you wanted to cry out his name but you began to lose the strength to do so, your thighs unable to hold themselves up anymore. Your thighs weakly fell limp next to his head, your arms not grinning the sheets as tightly anymore either.

After a certain point you couldn’t even say his name anymore. He made his tongue faster and watched your whole tense up as you came hard. On his face.

He didn’t stop there. He licked up your cum, and in the process, kept licking your clit. That certainly brought a spike of life back to you, as you jumped.

“Atsushi.. ‘s too much! Please, I can’t handle it!”

His eyes widened and he abruptly stopped, letting go of your hips. You sighed, thoroughly overstimulated.

“I’m sorry. I took it way too far.”

He moved his face into the crook of your neck, and he breathed on you.

“No, you didn’t. I-I’ve never felt that good before.” You comforted him, and ran your fingers through his hair.

“You’re crying!” He said while moving his head away from your neck just to get another look at your fucked out face.

You smirked, looking at his teary eyes.

“Who says that’s a bad thing?” He became aware of his flushed cheeks and watery eyes, whining when you wiped his tears with your thumbs. “You clearly don't think it is.”

He flushed, and he brought his hands up to wipe your tears away too.

“You have a point..” he trailed off before leaning into your neck again.

You assumed you guys would be staying like that for a few minutes, but Atsushi kept shifting uncomfortably.

“Are you okay?” You asked, still out of breath from what had happened just minutes ago.

“Uhm.. I..”

You were confused before you glanced down and realized what had happened.

Ah.

“Did you really—”

“—yeah.” He replied cutting you off.

He had come, almost completely untouched. The only ‘stimulation’ he was really getting was from grinding against the bed towards the end of your little session.

You smiled, finding his embarrassment cute. You scratched his scalp gently, gently pushing him off of you and tried to stand, only for your legs to give out under you, your legs trembling as you fell back onto the bed. Atsushi grabbed your shoulders lightly to make your landing less impactful, even if you were only falling onto the bed.

“Guess you really did fuck me good. And you only used your tongue.”

Atsushi flushed again, and turned away from you. Making you lift your hand to his chin, turning his head back to you.

“I’d hate for you to have to sit in wet boxers all night. How about we go and take a bath? We can keep going at it in there.”

Atsushi nodded, and got even more red while helping you up, grabbing your shoulders to keep you standing before just picking you up completely. Him picking you up relieved all pressure you originally had and you buried yourself in his neck almost immediately, legs wrapped around his waist.

He smiled, and placed you on the counter before running the bath water.

‘ God, they’re beautiful. ’

Wc - 2.6k

Sorry I’m ovulating

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Yandere Manipulating Boyfriend x Kidnapped Reader Headcannons

Yandere Manipulating Boyfriend is Male and Kidnapped Reader is Gender Neutral

Been a bit since I've posted! I was in a bit of a slump and got hit with creative juices - definitely wrote way more than usual!

I hope this isn't too long, I kinda love this idea if you can't tell :3

Find my Masterlist here !

Please enjoy!!<33

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who pretends to be in a normal relationship.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who stalked you for months after his attention was captured, taking photos and videos all for blackmail (among other things…)

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who broke in and drugged you with some sleeping pills, he knew you hadn’t been sleeping well after all! 

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who took most of your belongings with him once he kidnapped you, mixing everything with his home’s own décor to make it look like you’d lived there for months, ensuring details such as two toothbrushes, your hygiene products being in a similar place to where they were in your own home, two sets of dishes in the sink, any work documents or notes being scattered about the desk, any little detail he could think of to make it look like you had went about your day just the night prior.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who knew you wouldn’t believe it, but at the very least you would doubt your own mind, which was exactly what he wanted.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who assured he removed all sharp (or potential escape) objects from your shared bedroom, the windows are locked and tinted and you are laid in your bed while he cuddles you, waiting on you waking up.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who acted confused and worried from the moment you woke up, he really had no idea why you didn’t remember your loving boyfriend, you had been living with him for months! 

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who would restrain you if you fight him, explaining it away by him being scared of you in your “amnesic” state and not wanting you to hurt yourself or go outside and get lost since you seemingly don’t remember anything about the largest part of your life.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who has written an entire book’s worth of stories to fully flesh out your relationship; how you met, how you kept bumping into one another, your first, second, third and-so-on dates, moving in together, the list goes on!

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who tells quite detailed (made up) stories of your time together, all taken from his previous writings which proving immensely helpful in avoiding contradicting himself and explaining why he knows everything about you!

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who crushes any pesky stray thoughts that may lead you to doubt him swiftly and completely. (“The lack of pictures? Oh, well, I’m pretty self conscious so I prefer taking pictures of you! My favourites are the candid ones, you just look so peaceful!”) You end the conversation glad that you asked, not realising that he had technically completely avoided the question and he later returns with a few pictures of important anniversaries which he commissioned from a very talented photoshopper.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who confiscates your phone, citing that you shouldn’t be on social media while recovering, all that negativity may impact your health! He may message your friends, family and workplace, just to let them know you’ll be unreachable for the time being, that’s all! (and then if you have a few people less in your contacts and a few more in your blocked list then who’s to say what happened?)

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who spoon-feeds you, refusing to let you do more than sit in bed, rest, and talk to him. For the time being he’s keeping you to soft foods; soup, porridge, mashed potatoes, pasta, scrambled eggs, applesauce, yoghurt and pudding for a treat! (It’s nobody’s business if he’s adding some medicine to make you hazy and docile to make you feel better and make you weaker since you seem to be getting sick).

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who slowly allows you to get better you to do more for yourself, although he still encourages you to stay in bed and enjoys feeding you himself, he’s allowed to be a little selfish - after all, he’s still worried for you!

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who begins the heavy guilt-tripping (as if he hadn’t already) once you start insisting on getting out of bed and doing things on your own; “I just want the best for you, why won’t you let me help you?” “Are you trying to hurt yourself? Straining yourself will only put you back, I know you don’t know me but can’t you see that I only want what’s best for you?” “I know you don’t remember me but I love you, can’t you at least appreciate my love for you if you can’t love me back?” 

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who is always cheerful and sweet (sickeningly so) and suffocatingly affectionate, no matter how you resist his efforts the most upset he’ll get is a pitying or disappointed look. Anything he really doesn’t like is simply ignored, you didn’t mean to say that - obviously - so he just won’t hear it in the first place!

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who’s reactions grow twitchier the more you insist and fight against him, he’s extremely good at keeping his charming smile from slipping but he must admit it grows more and more difficult every day as you barrage him with your range of pleads and reasoning to demands and yelling - the former only causing him to say “Oh, honey…” in a pitiful manner and take you in his arms, rocking and shushing you like a parent would for a crying child - and the latter only receives a disappointed yet strict “I’ll leave you to calm down.” and a firmly shut door.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who’s patience has grown thin and his tolerance is reached as they are exhausted by the same song and dance every day, the same ungrateful tone, never thanking, only asking for more. 

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who finally snaps.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who screams at you “WHY CAN’T YOU JUST BE HAPPY?! WHY CAN’T YOU JUST APPRECIATE ME?!” 

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who’s eyes are wide and bloodshot, his usually put-together appearance has been thrown to the wind, dishevelled clothes and messy hair taking its place. One hand grips the side of the bed frame above your bed as he leans over you. The silence is searing in the seconds after, you both stay frozen still, neither of you expected the outburst and neither know how to react or proceed.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who clears his throat and takes several steps back, unable to make eye contact as mutters an apology for his outburst and leaves with the excuse of making dinner, no matter your reaction. He’ll feel guilt in his throat for days to come but will never address what happened - and will shut you down with a loud and obvious change in subject if you ever try to - instead bringing you gifts such as stuffed toys, blankets, soothing drinks and a little more sugary food than he had previously given you (it doesn’t matter if you don’t like them, although he’ll adapt to your tastes, the nature of the gifts will remain the same).

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who restrains again you if you start being physical with him, clearly your amnesia has seriously affected you to make you act like this. 

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who allows you to work from home if your (previous) job accommodates it, of course you don’t need to work (really, he’d be able to support you without you lifting a finger) but he thinks it’ll give you something to do and keep your mind from wandering into dangerous territory (with limits, naturally).

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who still dotes like the day you woke up, still spoon-feeding and even carrying you from room to room (especially when you are not yet trusted, instead you are placed in your chair to have dinner together and are expected not to get up until you are carried back to your room afterwards) and even just having you sit on his lap as he plays with your hair. 

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who sometimes uses a baby-voice when talking to you, especially when you’re trying to have a serious conversation. (“Aww is someone’s feelings acting up? I think someone needs a cuddle and a nap, huh?”)

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who takes a very, very long time to really trust you (or rather, trust his manipulation and gaslighting have taken effect, maybe with a touch of stockholm syndrome) and when he does, expect to not have a moment without supervision. Once he lets you out of your room into the rest of your apartment, naturally there’s cameras covering every corner, sensors on all the doors and windows and a ring doorbell so you don’t interact with anyone when he’s not there. And maybe, if you’re really moved by his tactics, taking up the role of a loving partner, then you may be rewarded with rare dates - outside of your shared home - to places like the aquarium or zoo, an activity to keep your mind occupied.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who claims to only want what's best for you, to help you in your recovery and to settle into your new normal.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who spoils you, although dates outside the apartment are few and far between - even once you earn his trust - he tries to have a romantic evening at least once a week. Of course, he cooks almost every night - your boyfriend should be able to tend every need - but he puts in special effort on these date nights, maybe a more expensive meat (if that’s your preference, he’ll adapt for whatever your dietary habits are) the dish will be made with spices and oils to enhance the rich flavours of the dish to a mouth-watering extent - and naturally candles will surround where you eat and several vases of a mix of flowers all relating to the love he has for you, most of which in shades of red such as roses, chrysanthemums, carnations with the rare white alyssum or bergenia mixed into the array of bouquets around your home.

❥ Yandere Boyfriend who loves you unlike anyone else ever could…

[dearbraus]

Vol.1 ─ Jealousy Jealousy

⊹ Details. 18+ only minors dni, gender neutral reader, semi public (they’re in the tavern when its empty), jealousy, teasing, dry humping, heavy petting, light praise, making out, reassurance. 

⊹ Run time. 0.6k

⊹ Note. Written for Arlo @tinie​​ as a part of a my milestone event with the specifications of praise + the prompt  ❝you looked like you were jealous.❞

Diluc's eyes remained trained on your disgruntled figure as the last patron of the evening swiftly saunters out of the tavern. The glass he had busied himself with polishing clinks against the bar top when he sets it aside. The frown you wear grows deeper as you stare into the murky depths of grape juice you asked for nearly an hour ago. Flipping his cloth cleaning rag over his shoulder, Diluc hums— you’re upset.

Your gaze begins to follow him as he steps around the bar, your body twisting on the stool when he settles in front of you.

Calloused fingers catch the tip of your chin, tilting your head upwards so you’d meet his gaze. Diluc dips his head down to meet your pouting lips with a swiftness that has your breath catching. His hips slot between, to bring his devilishly warm body even closer to yours.

“What was that for?” You ask, brows furrowing as you dig your fingers into the heavy material of his coat.

Shrugging his shoulders, Diluc hums, “You looked like you were jealous,” he has always been a straightforward man but the cool air that surrounds him now makes your lips drop even further, “Were you?”

“No!” you whine a bit too quickly.

“Would you like me to kiss you again?”

Diluc chuckles, his hands falling from your face to your waist. His fingertips dance along the hem of your shirt, daring to slip underneath and caress your supple skin when your words falter.

“I wasn’t jealous,” you pointedly mutter, turning your nose up, “But ... I won’t say no to another kiss ... if you’re offering.”

Hooking your legs over his hips to invite Diluc back in, your tug on his coat until he takes the hint to kiss you. The hands beneath your shirt slink further beneath the fabric as his crotch is pressed flush against you. His teeth tugged on your bottom lip, it elicits a slight whine from the back of your throat.

“You know I only have eyes for you,” he states, rolling his hips against yours, “I want you to say it, say it and I’ll kiss you.”

Dragging your hands down his chest to where his shirt is tucked neatly into the waistband of his pants, “The were flirting with you the entire night,” you snip, tugging his shirt free, “Excuse me if I’m a bit displeased.”

“I told you-”

“I know,” you cut him off, he shudders as you gently tug on the thatch of dark red curls that slip beneath his waistband, “But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to get annoyed when other people flirt with you.”

Giving your waist a squeeze, Diluc hums, “I know,” kissing the tip of your nose, he rests his forehead against yours, “And, you’re allowed to feel upset if that's what you are.”

“I know you only have eyes for me.”

Your lip perks up into a small smile, teeth aching to sink into the taunt skin of his neck. His freckled flesh is laid bare for you, so tantalizing that you fear you may go mad with need if the two of you spend a moment more talking. Your feelings for him and his equal adoration for you were far greater than the little spark of envy that threatened to consume you.

“Good,” he says, bringing his hand to cup your chin, “You’re so good for me.”

His thumb skims along the slightly chapped flesh of your bottom lip, dragging it down before pressing the digit into your mouth.

Your eyes flutter shut when he roughly rolls his hips against yours, the wobbly bar stool you’re perched upon would threaten to send you to the ground had it not been for the warm sturdy body and sharp bar top you’re trapped between. Your nails press into the smooth expanse of his abdomen in search of purchase as you move your body with his.

“Let me show you how much you mean to me, hm.”

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[physalian]

10 More Character Types the World Needs More of

Part 1 was specifically character dynamics, but I’m considering this a sequel anyway.

1. Fiercely independent character’s lesson isn’t to “trust people”

I’m not projecting. You’re projecting. There is a divide wide enough to fit the Grand Canyon between “trusting that someone isn’t lying” and “trusting someone to follow through on a promise”. Most dumpster fire attempts at these characters (almost exclusively women) rely solely on mocking them for the former because “not all men” or something.

Being consistently let down in life makes you hesitant to a) gain friends, b) pursue romantic interests, c) maintain familial relationships, d) get excited about any event that demands participation from someone who isn’t you. None of this is simply a bad attitude—it’s a trauma response. There is no lesson to be learned, and not even exposure therapy can help because it’s a real, legitimate, and common stunt people pull, whether they mean it or not.

So write one of these characters and legitimize their fears, give them someone who proves the exception to the rule, but do not let the lesson be “well they just haven’t found the right person yet”. Even the “right person” can let them down. It's about not becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy by sabotaging a good thing to prove it will inevitably go bad.

2. Conventionally attractive men who aren’t horndogs

I’m going to find every way I can to tell you to write more aces. This is to fight the stigma that attractive people must be attracted to people. Give me gorgeous aces and demi’s, men, women, enbys and everyone in between, who put a crap ton of effort into looking their best, and yet happen to not have a very loud libido. They look good for themselves, and not to impress anyone else.

Give me someone who could have anyone they wanted, gender regardless, and just simply has no interest. Or, they do actually have a significant other, but sex, how hot their partner is, or how horny they are, isn’t their internal monologue. I don’t even care if it’s unrealistic, it’s annoying to read.

And, you know, giving men male characters who aren’t thinking about sex all the time can be good, right? Right?

3. Manly warrior men who also write poetry

A.K.A Aragorn, Son of Arathorn. Just give me more Aragorns, period. This dude is either covered in filth, blood, guts, and the last 30 miles of rugged terrain, or singing in Elvish at his own coronation while pink flower petals fall. A man can be both, and still be straight.

A man can also drink Respect Women juice, you know? He ticks off all the boxes—he’s gentle when he needs to be, not afraid to hide his emotions, kind to those who are vulnerable and afraid and need a strong figure to look up to, resolute in his beliefs, skilled and knowledgeable in his abilities without being arrogant or smug, and the first boots on the battlefield, leading from the front.

4. Characters who are characters when no one is watching

This is less a specific type and more a scene that doesn’t get written enough. This whole point comes from Pixar’s Cars. I. Love. This. Movie. It’s not Pixar’s best, for sure, but this is my comfort movie. The best scene, one that’s so unique, is when Doc (aged living legend) thinks he’s alone when he rolls out onto the dirt race track and comes alive tearing around the oval.

This character’s unbridled, unabashed glee and euphoria at proving to himself that he’s still got it, when he’s completely unaware of his audience, is perfection. Not enough credence is given to characters to just… enjoy being themselves. He’s not doing it to prepare for the climactic race, he’s not doing it for the plot, he’s doing it just to do it, not even to prove Lightning wrong—just for himself.

Give your characters a “Doc Racing” scene. Whatever their skill is. Maybe they’re a dancer, a skater, a swimmer, a painter, sprinter. Just let your character love being alive.

5. Characters whose neurodivergence isn't “cute”

A.K.A. Lilo Pelekai from Lilo and Stitch. Really, her relationship with Nani is peak sibling writing. But Lilo herself is just so realistic with how she interacts with the world, how she interprets her relationships with her so-called friends, how she organizes her thoughts and rationalizes what she can’t quite understand, and how friggen smart she is for an… 11-year-old?

But she’s not “cute”. As in, she wasn’t written by generic Suits who were trying to cash in on the ND crowd by writing what they think will sell, but also making her juuust neurotypical enough to still be palatable by the rest of the audience. Lilo’s earnestness is what endears her to everybody. But also, she doesn’t get a free pass for her behavior, either. Her “friends” aren’t forced to accommodate her and Nani isn’t written as the cold-hearted villain for trying to discipline her.

6. Straight male characters with female friends

Am I double-dipping a bit here? Yes. While I completely understand how tempting it can be, this type of character is in dire need of exposure and representation to prove it’s possible. No weird tense moments, no double-glances when she isn’t looking, no contemplations about cheating on his girlfriend (and no insecure jealous girlfriend either). Just two characters who enjoy each other’s company and are able to coexist in a space and be in each other’s spaces without hormones getting in the way. Peak example? Po and Tigress from Kung Fu Panda.

Let these two rely on each other for emotional strength in times of need, let them share inside jokes, let them have a night alone together at a bar, at home, cooking dinner, getting takeout, talking on the patio in a porch swing… with zero “will they/won’t they.”

7. The likable bigot

I’m actually on the fence with this one but it’s something I also don’t see done often enough and I’m adding it for one reason: Bigots aren’t always obvious mustache-twirling villains and the little things they do might seem inconsequential to them, but are still hurtful. So showing these characters is like plopping a mirror down in front of these people and, I don’t know, maybe something will click. They don’t have to be MAGAs to be dangerous, and only writing the extremes convinces the moderates that they aren’t also the problem.

Example: I have a “friend” who recently said something along the lines of “I have lots of gay friends” followed up shortly by “I don’t think this country should keep gay marriage because it’s a slippery slope to legalizing pedophilia.” You know. The quiet part being that she *actually* thinks being gay is as morally abhorrent as being a pedo. But she totally has lots of gay friends. Including one who was driving her during that conversation. (It’s me. Hi. I’m apparently the problem, it’s me.)

She’s absolutely homophobic, but the second she stops announcing it, she’s a very bubbly person. She’s a ~likable~ bigot and thus thinks she can distance herself from the more violent ones.

8. The motherly single father

I say “motherly” merely as shorthand for the vibe I’m going for here. “Motherly” as in dads who aren’t scandalized by the growing pains of their daughters, and who don’t just parent their sons by saying “man up boys don’t cry”. Dads who play Barbie with their kids of either gender. Dads who go to the PTA meetings with all the other Karens and know as much if not more than they do about the school and their kids’ education.

Dads who comfort their crying kids, especially their sons. Dads that take interest in “feminine” activities like learning how to braid their daughter’s hair, learning different makeup brands, going on nail salon trips together. Dads who do not pull out the rifle on their daughter’s new boyfriend and treat her like property. Dads who have guy friends that don’t mock him and call him gay. Dad who does all this stuff anyway and is *actually* gay, too, but the emphasis is on overly sensitive straight men’s masculinity here.

Wholesome dads: a shocking amount of single-parents to female anime protagonists.

9. The parent isn’t dead, they’re just gone

Treasure Planet is an awesome movie in its own right, but what’s even better? This is a Disney movie where the parent isn’t dead, he’s just a deadbeat who abandoned his son and isn’t at all relevant to the plot beyond the hole he left behind for Jim to fill. The only deadbeat dads Disney allows are villains and those guys are very vigorously chasing an aspiration, that aspiration just doesn’t include quality fatherhood. Or motherhood. Disney has yet to write a deadbeat mom, I’m almost certain.

I just wrote a post about the necessity of the “dead parent” cliche, but what is perhaps more relatable because it’s more common, and what earns even more sympathy and underdog points for the protagonist? The hero with the parent who left. Then there’s a whole extra layer of angst and trauma available when your hero can now plague themselves with the question of if the parent leaving is their fault. Death is usually an accident. Choosing to abandon your kid is on purpose.

10. Victim who isn’t victim-blamed or told by their friends (and the narrative) to forgive their abuser

Izuku Midoriya lost so much support from me the moment he told his friend, bearing the consequences of domestic violence across half his face, that Midoriya thinks he’ll be ready soon to forgive his abomination of a father. I am firmly in the “Endeavor is a despicable human and hero” camp and no I’m not taking criticism. I audibly gasped when I heard this line and realized Deku was serious. Todoroki needs friends like the Gaang to remind him that he's allowed to hate the man who's actions caused the burn scar across his f*cking face.

I understand that the mangaka apparently didn’t anticipate the vitriolic backlash toward Endeavor during his debut and reveal of his parenting tactics but the tone-deafness of telling a fifteen year old with crippling emotional management issues and a horrible home life that his abusive dad in any way deserves and is entitled to forgiveness on the grounds of being related is disgusting.

Take it back further to a more famous Tumblr dad: John Winchester. Another despicable human who got retroactively forgiven by his sons after his death in a “he wasn’t so bad, he really did try” campaign. It’s one thing if the character believes it, it’s a whole different matter if the narrative is also pushing this message.

Katara is a perfect example: She lets go of her grudge for her own peace of mind and stops blaming Zuko for something he had no hand in, stops blaming him simply because he’s a firebender and he’s around to be her punching bag. She doesn’t forgive the man who killed her mother, because that man doesn’t deserve her forgiveness. Katara heals in spite of him, not because of him, and had she let him off the hook, she would have gotten an apology for getting caught, not for what he did (which is exactly what happened).

[animentality]

Maybe a hot take, but I think Durge is the real protagonist of BG3. Like... I'm sorry, everyone love their Tavs, but from a narrative point of view, it doesn't have fucking sense. It's just another guy (gender neutral) in a The Choosen One situation. I've read this story before, hundreds of times. But Durge's recepción (or disgrace)... now that has juice! That makes sense on a narrative level. You started it, you end it, one way or another.

Anyway, I'm never (with my +500 hours) going to play a Tav run. Ever. Origins only, mostly Durge. Durge and Durgetash are waaaaay better, sorry not sorry.

You are spitting nothing but facts, anon.

You wanna know what the HONEST to GOD fundamental problem is with the writing of Baldur's Gate 3?

It's that it spreads itself so thin, desperately attempting to write an open sandbox sort of world in which ANY kind of character can fit in...that it ends up being this hollow nothing.

IMAGINE if the Dark Urge WAS the default protagonist. It WOULD'VE BEEN an amazing story, if it had been given the focus it deserved, instead of just blankly repeating the SAME dialogue you'd get as a Tav and as an origin.

The idea of a former villain turned amnesiac, and going on an adventure, learning about themselves from the perspective of an outsider and seeing firsthand the horror they've wrought? It's like a fucking Zuko arc, except finding out you were the Big Bad all along could've been written even better than that...

We could've had that blank, nothing slate that Tavs start out as...and then find out, that it has thematic significance, because WE CHOOSE who we become, after a childhood/adulthood of being unable to make our own choices, and being forced into the role of the villain before the game even starts.

It's a MUCH BETTER WAY to give people a blank slate to work with, for the fun of roleplaying, but ALSO asserting a particular theme. Which is, the gravity of your choices, big and small. To do good or to embrace evil.

YOU KNOW. How Baldur's Gate 1 and 2 did being a Bhaalspawn.

IT'S ALSO A REALLY GREAT WAY to DO an RPG because yes, you slightly infringe upon the freedom of the customizable characters a person can make, but in exchange, you actually tell a fucking story where choices are the main theme.

INSTEAD. Because they were so dedicated to Tavs and the variety of ways you could play as a Tav...they completely undersell and underutilize what could've been a really amazing character.

You can literally choose to DIE for your friends in the end...and then what?

Withers brings you back in five seconds, no one has any real reaction to you doing that, except saying good job buddy :)

And then you're basically a Tav.

And ALSO. I want to say this, because it's been bothering me.

The Dark Urge has Tav syndrome too.

They have TWO notes in the entire game that we have to read into to try and glean a greater depth to their character other than murder hobo.

And that's it. They're a blank slate too.

If the Dark Urge was the protagonist, we might've been able to look into who they were before, outside of just laughably evil flesh eating monster.

They might've had real fucking depth, instead of just tidbits.

I and my fellow Dark Urge/ Durgetash enjoyers have to do the fucking work for them and write in stuff that isn't actually there. The Dark Urge as a protagonist could've been really meaningful. We could've seen inklings that they had misgivings about being Bhaal's Chosen. We could've seen scars of resistance, where they tried to defy Bhaal, but were punished with death, disintegration by the loving hands of your own father and flesh. We could've had betrayal, redemption, loyalty to one's blood family vs one's found family.

But we don't get that, because it's taking too much time away from Tavs.

Sometimes I really wish the Dark Urge wasn't even an option. They gave me this thing, and I thought wow this is the only way to play the game...and then I look and see, ah. But the potential for greatness could drive me absolutely insane.

And it has.

Durgetash is the product of my frustration with the game's characterization of the Dark Urge.

And I know I'm pissing off the salty BG3 fans who love their Tavs and all, and think the Dark Urge is lame, and god FORBID a protagonist have a character, can't have that in an RPG, but I can't find it in myself to care.

I'm built different than the rest of y'all. I don't just feed on content, I analyze its nutrients. I calculate how good for me it actually is.

And BG3 has wonderful mechanics.

But the story has so many problems, from beginning to rotten end.

And it is what it is. I still enjoyed myself playing it.

But the story isn't good for anything except allowing you to create a far more compelling story on your own, in fanfic or in original work inspired by it.

And I guess if that's all they wanted, then fine.

But goddamnit, I'm gonna complain anyway! Divinity 2 did it fucking better.

[yikesharringrove]

Au idea I’ve been thinking about for weeks but don’t have the juice to write:

Trans girl Stevie moves to Hawkins in sophomore year. She’s moved with her family so she can be stealth throughout high school.

And everything’s cool for awhile. She’s a cheerleader, she has friends, she’s popular, the guys are always asking her out.

But then she gets outed.

And Hawkins turns on her, because these people are narrow minded fuckheads that can’t stand anyone out of their idea of what’s “normal”.

But you know who isn’t normal? Who’s never been fucking normal a day in his life?

Eddie.

Eddie decides to be her friend. Bc clearly she needs one, and he couldn’t give less of a fuck abt something like gender, not when there’s campaigns to be written and guitar riffs to be played.

And he introduces her to the guys in his band and the guys in his party, and he uses his freak wild card status to stand up for her. To stare at the people that are threatening her and threaten them right back.

They’re close. They’re best friends.

And Eddie has a HUGE crush on her.

(Who wouldn’t?)

So it’s fucking devastating when Billy comes to town.

Eddie is with Stevie when she first spots him. And his stomach sinks when her eyes flick over his body, just like all the other girls at Hawkins High.

And Eddie likes himself. He’s not all that bright, but he’s a good person, and he’s fun to be around, and he’s pretty good lookin’ too.

But Billy is clearly hot. Way hotter than Eddie can even be.

But he and Stevie dismiss Billy because he’s the type of person they don’t hang around.

He’s the type of normal that thinks they’re disgusting.

So Eddie isn’t seething with too much jealousy when Billy hits on Stevie, loudly, and in front of everyone.

He’s more worried about Tommy H. and the particularly hurtful slur he yelled at Stevie while explaining to Billy why he shouldn’t ask her out.

And he holds Stevie’s hand while she fights back tears because why can’t I have anything? One guy hits on me and Tommy has to ruin it all.

So Billy isn’t really a blip on Eddie’s radar.

Not until he and Stevie are hanging out at Eddie’s after school. Passing a joint back and forth in front of his shitty trailer, sitting in rickety camp chairs.

He doesn’t know where Billy comes from, just realizes that all of a sudden he’s in front of them, hands in his pockets, face unguarded as he looks at Stevie.

And he’s apologizing to her.

Apologizing for what Tommy said about her, spurred into by his flirting.

Says that was fucked up of Tommy to say, and that he thinks it’s fucked up that Tommy was spreading her business around, and that it’s fucked up that Tommy treats her that way.

And Stevie looks as stunned as Eddie feels, and barely gets out that she’s used to it, most people think she’s a freak.

And Billy says ‘I don’t’ and the Eddie is truly truly full of rage bc Stevie fucking blushes, and giggles, and tucks her hair behind her ear like she’s in a fucking romantic comedy.

[soullessjack]

🔥 jack

oh my godddd I have so many unpopular opinions where do I even start….HOLY DISCLAIMER BATMAN!

anyways so in no particular order or tier system:

✯ i don’t think jack would wear anything feminine im sorry spn fandom. for lolz he has same-outfit-pattern-everyday autism and for serious it’s like. Really weird how fandoms tend to HC/portray non-binary amabs (and men/transmascs in general) almost exclusively as GNC or fem-presenting…like DGMW that is a real and valid form of self expression but it’s not the Only type of non-binary expression that exists. and honestly…**dare I say that most fandom/queer spaces just need to realize that queer masculinity exists and it doesn’t always have to be a matter of breaking gender norms??

** genuinely do whatever u want idc I can’t stop you i don’t want to stop you yada yada. paint his nails and put him in a skirt all u want but Please recognize patterns yall 😭

✯ more headcanon complaints (see disclaimer above ⇧) but I promise to switch it up soon. anyways every time somebody on this lil website says something along the lines of “Jack can’t handle/doesn’t like [insert violence, scary or adult-oriented thing], he prefers [soft or blatantly childlike things]” I shrivel inward like a dead spider. It’s annoying, it’s completely inaccurate to his canon personality and interests, it’s annoying ˣ2, and whether ppl wanna admit it or not—it stems from infantilization. not necessarily ableism, as infantilization is not exclusive to disabled people, but still just about the same thing.

honestly all I see of majority jack headcanons are ones that set him back to just being a child or otherwise being treated like one. for example, the one about him being able to shapeshift is pretty cool...until it just becomes about him deciding to age regress, yknow, to an age set he canonically chose not to go through, showed no desire to be in, and is more offended than anything to be considered as such. all of his interests have to be some shit like bluey or animal crossing, and he drinks apple juice from a sippy cup instead of beer. BARF.

I’ve lessened on my keyboard warring over babyjack in the past year but I have not lessened in being a hater. and I’ve said this before, but the baby-jack au already breached headcanon containment a long time ago when it’s not only so widespread that ppl take it for canon and it makes having any intelligent conversation about him nearly fucking Impossible, but it also lead to harassment and accusations of being a fucking predator, to anyone who dared find a whole grown man attractive. any potential jack ship, like jackharper? automatic grooming case to them. it’s like the fandom is just so dead set on this idea that jack really truly is a child in every aspect you can think of, and for what? if it’s just a headcanon, something you know is not part of the actual show, then don’t go Travis the Chimp levels of apeshit when you see him being treated like he is canonically 💀

unpopular opinion numero 3 which is slightly connected to 2:

✯ baby-jack and a handful of the domestic au’s are BORING (see disclaimer again ⇧), not just on a surface level to my suiting, but also because I feel like it just ..misses the point of the show?

the ragtag untraditional found family is now as nuclear and traditional as the Atomic Age. Dean and Cas are the most heteronormative “who wears the pants in the relationship” gay couple ever, Sam is demoted to the uncle that gets written out of his own family, Jack is just there to make his gay dads look cute and emphasize that they’re a gay family (while still being very heteronormative), and at least 5 of them could be found in a California gated community. everything that made any of them unique or defined their personalities is just scrubbed off, even for an AU.

so much of the later seasons focus on Sam and Dean realizing that they don’t have to make a hard splitting decision between the lives they want to live; that they can find a balance; be happy and have good things—namely families—without giving up hunting (and vice versa, that they can have hunting without giving up on family or happiness). everybody loves the gay hunters from S10(?12?) and what they represented for Dean, but I almost never see that be put into practice in the fandom.

THEY’RE ALREADY DOMESTIC!!! AND WITH THAT PERFECT BALANCE!!!! Season 13 quite literally gave Team Free Will a surrogate son to raise and established them as a family; highly untraditional, largely dysfunctional, overall not fitting of a family family, and yet they are a family still. Dean wears an apron and cooks and bakes for everyone; he built himself a man cave and established two separate family night events that they all ritually keep up; Sam has a morning jogging routine and visits his girlfriend every so often; Jack was taught how to drive, has normal chores like washing dishes, and gets groceries. And they didn’t just have that while fighting monsters—they had that while fighting a whole fucking archangel. Even if it did go down the gutter by the end, they still had it: domestic familial bliss and violent messy hunting without having to trade one for the other.

✯ I truly genuinely think Jack’s relationship with Dean is the best, most interesting and most misunderstood out of the three, and I also think that the problems with his relationship to Cas and Sam are hugely overlooked by the fandom—granted they are very small, especially if you’re comparing it to Dean, but they’re still there and I think we should bully Cas and Sam about it more. I shan’t elaborate because it’s 5AM and this was an impulsive add-on ❤️

✯ getting normal now…his plaid pattern jacket from the first half of Ouroboros is ugly as SHIT i have never liked it and don’t think I ever will. but I cannot deny it; he got that shit on.

✯ most unpopular opinion of all, I wanna do insane shit to his cervix 🙌

[prideofcelestia]

❝with a mc who can control water❞

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« note -> not my best but i just got the idea while washing my hands one day and wondered what it'd be like to control water 🫠 »

LEVIATHAN

He thinks you are the coolest ever, even more so because his element is water. When you use your powers to make the water inside the fish tank float, along with Henry, he is more than a little scared. However, he trusts you and knows that you wouldn't do something dangerous that could very well endanger the life of his aquatic friends. He manages to smile when Henry seems to be enjoying.

You two have playful fights using your respective water powers. He is happy to finally meet someone who he can connect to so well. Since being around water makes him feel calm and you seem to be so at home with that element, you comfort his nerves. You make him feel closer to his roots. It's a little strange.

Instead of urging Levi to come out of his room these days, the brothers are trying to dissuade him from starting to live somewhere near the sea, away from civilization but where the internet connection is strong. You would, of course, be invited to live with him.

BELPHEGOR

"Make me a pillow with water."

"Bring me juice. No, don't get up. Use your powers."

You seem to run errands for the seventh born these days, but these duties are fulfilled while you are trapped under his arm.

Be certain that he will plan to play pranks on Lucifer using your water powers. Oh, the eldest born is giving a speech? Why not make it shower inside the building? Only the victim of the shower will be the raven haired sadist. Ah, is Lucifer busy with paperwork? Perhaps a little splash on the written material will teach him a lesson... Sadly, Lucifer is not tricked so easily. He indulges you once or twice when the prank is contained inside the four walls of HOL with none to witness his shame. That is all the victory that the Anti-Lucifer league can expect, only because it was you.

If you are playful with him using your powers, he will join you and be mischievous. Your splashes are met with him guarding himself using his pillow or returning the spells two-folds whenever your powers don't overwhelm him. Moments like those will remind you that he is the youngest of seven brothers.

SIMEON

He is a little uncertain about situations that involve you and Holy Water.

"Don't play with it this time, okay? Holy Water will act just like normal water. I think you already made sure of that several times." he says while being busy with arrangements. His face looks a little strained.

It's mostly because he will need the water for some ceremony later and wants to find it the way he leaves it. Even though he understands your curiosity, he can't help but be concerned.

He loves to see you using your powers to mix several drinks midair. The kaleidoscope of colours looks beautiful and makes him nostalgic. Your creativity in regards to exploring intrigues him.

"I want to take you to the beautiful places in the Celestial realm. There's lot of pure water to play with."

If you are being high-spirited and flirty with your powers, he will smile and enjoy the moment. It takes him a little nudging to return the favour.

A drenched Simeon looks lovely and one can't fault his wish to see you get soaked too.

SOLOMON

Despite not being a fan of the ocean, he likes to see you bring forth majestic waves at will. The height and power! He would love to see you unleash your entire strength.

He is confused when you remove all the water from the vicinity whenever he intends to cook for you. Since your water powers surpass his, he can only sigh and complain about how you make him look like an old fool. How is he supposed to make your favourite dishes without water?!

He is always open if you need guidance or advice controlling or using your powers. He can even teach you how to talk to sea animals, like dolphins and such so that you can make friends in your element. Needless to say, he designs experiments to test your potential. Ah, can he make some device which can harness your powers to do good for the realm?

He fully supports your pranks. Maybe make someone slip but then catch them in a blanket of water? When those red eyes widen in shock, it will be quite fun... Oops, he wasn't thinking about Lucifer. Any demon would do :) He is just curious... oh so curious!

[oofashwritesfanfic]

PLS I LOVED THE WAY YOU WROTE MORI COULD YOU WRITE SMUT FOR HIM AGAIN?? ANYTHING REALLY BUT I NEED HIM TO PRAISE AND WORSHIP READER IF POSSIBLE, MAYBE HIM GIVING THE READER ORAL??

[+18]

[minors dni]

[mori ogai x fem!reader]

[i did make the reader fem! But please do tell me if you want me to write in gender-neutral or male! hope you enjoy , im a bit rusty cause i haven't written in a while so i can defs re-write this later lol]

[warnings: light bdsm, some praise, cunnilingus , begging , bottom reader]

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“mori… mori mori don’t stop please don’t…” you’d whine hips bucking up against his mouth, he had a grip on your thighs making sure you couldn’t wiggle out of his grasp, the way his tongue lapped over your clit made you whine, you couldn’t even stop him he had your arms tied up behind your back  so you couldn’t even take a second to push his head away from your now overly sensitive cunt. Though when he did inevitably pulled back he looked up at you a small smile tugging at his lips as you let out a whine from the loss of his mouth. “you’re so cute when you beg my sweet doll.” he hummed as he lifted your thigh now to give it a light bite , ,leaving a mark on the skin. “but you’re even better when you grind against my mouth , you’re so desperate.” his tongue now lapping over the skin. “mori please…” you breathed out. “please what doll? Do you want me to keep going?” he asked , slender fingers running along your skin leaving goosebumps behind along the skin. “yes…” “beg for me , use those pretty little words of yours…” he whispered , his palm coming to rest on your pelvis as his thumb lightly running along your clit making your hips buck up slightly from the sensation.

“please… please… I want you to keep eating me out please… please wanna feel your tongue…” you begged , those desperate eyes looking up at him with such need… ah it was turning him on too much. “yeah? You wanna feel my tongue inside that pretty cunt? Swirling around while you beg me to keep going? Is that right?” as he spoke all you could do was nod eagerly , it was all that you wanted. “come on pretty thing use those pretty words of yours…” he whispered shifting now as he got into position again , his breath fanning over your pussy making you gasp  quietly. “please sir… please I want it please.” your eyes were tearing up a clear sign of how desperate you were. “ah there's a good girl… you’re such a good girl…” he whispered before his tongue started to work that pretty cunt , starting with your clit before his entire mouth covered that pussy , tongue sliding into your cunt making you whine out , your back arching slightly. His tongue felt so good , the way his tongue swirled around your walls and the way he sucked on your clit… gods the combination was heavenly , the way his hands squeezed your thighs made your legs tense , though those sounds of your moans were heavenly to him , it urged him to keep going before he felt the way your body tensed up and the way you threw your head back and your moans quietly sobbing between before it finally hit that hard orgasm that he had been teasing all day. ”hmngh! Good! Sho good~” you moaned , tongue hanging from your mouth as he lapped up your juices watching you writhe in pleasure before slowly easing away. “theres a good girl , you did such a good job for me.” he said pulling back slightly now as he came to hold your face , thumbs running over your cheeks. “you came so much just for me… you look so pretty when you cum too…”  he whispered kissing away your tears , at this point his crotch was pressed against yours , you could feel just how hard he was against you and gods it felt like he was throbbing against you. “such a good girl for me… I love the way you cum for me..” he whispered before capturing your lips in a kiss before he pulled back. “will my pretty girl let me fuck her now? I wanna feel that pretty pussy wrapped around my cock.” he said and you nodded slowly. “theres my good girl.” he whispered with a small smile kissing your lips softly before he had adjusted the two of you to be a bit more comfortable. It was safe to say by the end of your little session you were covered in bites , hickeys and bruises.

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[she do be a bit rushed but here she is. Hope it was good im sorry if it wasn’t as good as it always is, im a bit rusty since I haven’t written in a while :( ]

[pillow-anime-talk]

love song.

request: can you write a hc of rin, ikuya, asahi, kisumi, and natsuya reacting to their song writer s/o wrote them a love song? i believe that rin is such a sucker for this cheesy kind of things 🥺🥺

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; singer!reader; musical instruments; love songs; soft romance; fluff; kisses & hugs; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. ikuya kirishima, kisumi shigino, rin matsuoka, asahi shiina & natsuya kirishima {free!}

author’s note: sorry for waiting so long! thank youuuu so much!

— IKUYA

↘ PDA or cheesy things are not close to Ikyua, so when he hears a song dedicated only to him, he will be surprised and slightly touched at the same time. He has always liked your voice, so a song sung by you and for him will be the best gift (for no occasion or for a specific occasion).

↘ If he’s also had a bad time or day due to work, school or a failed swimming race, your precious song will really help him relax and get rid of unnecessary, weird thoughts. It’s amazing how music can heal a person so quickly.

↘ If you both lie in bed together and you sing to him, he will surely snuggle into your belly and fall asleep after a while.

↘ After some time, he’ll surely thank you with a tender kiss on the forehead or cheek with a shy smile on his face and go back to nap.

— KISUMI

↘ Kisumi is the definition of the biggest fan and also supporter. He loves everything you create; from the lyrics, through the music or playing the guitar/piano/etc. He loves listening to your voice and watching you concentrate on reading notes, writing a new song or recording something on Soundcloud.

↘ He often helps you out and suggests new things to create or encourages you to do a cover of one of his favorite songs (I think he’s a Bebe Rexha fan, lol). Kisumi also loves to make you small gifts such as new guitar picks, a new writing pen or paper on which you can write and create songs.

↘ So when you write and present him your new love song that will be only for him, he’ll be really happy! And also be indescribably grateful to you.

↘ Will definitely brag to all his friends about this situation!

— RIN

↘ Rin knows that music is as important to you as swimming is to him, and you both support each other in your passions and enjoy each other’s achievements and awards together. If your boyfriend wins the race, you’re the biggest ball of joy in the world, and if you win a music competition or write a new song, Rin will suggest romantic dinner at your favorite restaurant or a lazy evening with a glass of your favorite drink (e.g. wine, lemonade or fruit juice).

↘ Nobody would expect it, but Rin is a really sensitive guy, so when you dedicate a song to him one day, which you also wrote yourself... He will be really touched.

↘ If you’re home alone, he’ll give you sweet kisses all over your face and act like a lovestruck teenager.

↘ “I love you so much, Y/N.” He would talk all the time, grinning from ear to ear and holding a paper with the lyrics of the song written on it against his chest (I’m sure this paper will be his talisman and he’ll put it in his wallet).

— ASAHI 

↘ He behaves even worse than Kisumi. He literally keeps asking you what the notes mean, when you’re going to sing a song for him again or when you’re finally going to be famous. Poor kid doesn’t know it’s not that simple...

↘ Asahi loves you very much and always supports your creativity; whether you’re writing songs for yourself or taking part in competitions – he’s always cheering you on and if the situation calls for it, he makes good food for you and holds a banner with your first name and some big hearts on it.

↘ If you add songs on Soundcloud, Spotify or Youtube, be sure that your boyfriend will take care of promoting them to friends and strangers. He is like a manager.

↘ That’s why you probably know how Asahi will react when you write and sing a love song for him, right? The world will explode with his scream and a deluge of tears!

— NATSUYA

↘ Unlike others, I don’t think Natsuya is a music fan. He probably likes some old anime openings, but he doesn’t like music in general; he doesn’t know the difference between rap and trap, he doesn’t like pop, he definitely knows nothing about classical music and I don’t think he likes country and funky music either.

↘ But YOUR music is different. He always compares your songs to amber found on the beach, and other artists to ordinary broken shells on the sand. Sometimes you don’t understand his approach, but you know what he means and you appreciate it.

↘ If you ever write and sing a song for him, I’m sure he won’t understand the lyrics the first time. Only when you explain to him how much this song means to you will he smile and thank you.

↘ Then he’ll say some stupid line like “Sing it at our wedding” and you’ll roll your eyes in embarrassment.

[kxmikomrade]

We all know that we have both fallen in love with Kaveh🫶

So<3

GN!reader

A medium serving of Cafe latte, Onigiri, and cinnamon dango<33

Imagine in SAGAU, Creator!reader dotes on Kaveh, and is practically their fav<33 imagine how jealous other characters are bc their dearest creator is favoring him more than the rest<3

I will love this man more than my entire life.

🍁˖࿐ SAGAU - Kaveh

╰┈➤Kaveh x Reader Order: Cafe latte, Medium serving onigiri, cinnamon dango Genre: Fluff, crack Gn!reader (or any gender) Pronouns: Y/P (your pronouns) Type: Headcanons Requested! by: @astrilien Warnings: Some swearing i think other than that, nothing but this was written before Kaveh's release/drip marketing. And I haven't done Haithams quest yet so 🤷 Waiter's Notes: How have your travels been? I hope that it hasnt been much trouble. I'm glad you have stopped by, please enjoy! ^^ Author's Notes: Welcome back my dear costumer who gives me food aswell 😌

i pray for ur main, bcs theyre gonna get replaced as soon as this man gets released

doesnt matter if he isnt suitable for being a dps, if u build him right, and give him the fanciest 5* weapon, mans all set

Your main has gone through alot with you, but never something like this, they just KNOW that they arent gonna last long

Characters who got benched be like: first time?

First time you heard of his name you didnt really think much to it until he got leaked and showed up in the archon quest that you were all 👀👀

Ofc, the man took pride in it and got a huge ego boost because you just dropped all your attention on Alhaitham and the story and focused on him

Speaking of Haitham, he's never gonna hear the end of it. Bcs Kaveh's already gonna use u in his old married couple bickering with him

Kaveh literally making sure to be extra expressive and salty to Haitham whenever he's going to be shown in a quest just for you 🥰🥰

And every character you've ever simped for just stands there like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

Kind of heart broken with how you easily just dropped everything for him and a TAD bit jealous but they won't say anything because it isn't good :((

Bennett, Sucrose, Ayaka, Amber, Collei, Barbara, Noelle, Ganyu, Gorou, Nilou, Kaeya, Yun Jin, Yao Yao, Kazuha, Thoma, Nahida

*Is confused* First, you decide to go to Sumru to continue the archon quest, then get in the brain-juice draining quest with too many complications looking for answers and now you're suddenly simping over this random blonde guy???

Razor, Xiangling, Chongyun, Qiqi, Sayu, Layla, Xiao, Yun Jin

Uses their work to their advantage to get your spotlight back on them

Hu Tao, Yanfei, Yelan

Tries to get your attention back. Doing big dmg, getting you trinkets and even getting into trouble just so you could pay attention to them again

Itto, Klee, Yoimiya, Beidou, Childe, Hu Tao, Venti, Xinyan

Doesn't really care. (They're just bitter inside bcs of how you chose him over them LMAO)

Xiao, AlHaitham, Cyno, Eula, Kaeya, Mona, Diona, Keqing, Wanderer

Really doesn't care. Like good for you ig *proceeds to go to work*

Jean, Kokomi, Rosaria, Albedo, Diluc, Lisa, Ningguang, Zhongli, Shenhe, Raiden, Sara, Faruzan, Shinobu, Dori, Candace, Tighnari

Does NOT like it and they WILL let you know, doing small dmg out of spite. Even trying to shake off your control. And ofc, constantly complaining or mumbling about it

Itto, Heizou, Fischl

"Oh, I see how it is" then makes a full devised plan about getting you back, it's a really good plan so let's see how it goes 🫡

Ayato, Heizou, Yae Miko, Yelan, Xingqiu

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Sorry dat it's short, I haven't read much SAGAU so I don't rlly know wat to write :'DD