#at a certain point you’ll have to teach yourself these things

[gremlinmodetweeker]

König's Kids Headcanons

I think König, when he's there, would be a great dad. He's a bit of a gremlin, but this just makes him a better dad. He's also a bit of a menace at parent teacher meetings.

Anyways, have some silly headcanons

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König is a surprisingly good father (when he’s there). He’s strict, but also knows how to relax and let things slide. He will play-wrestle with his kids and make sure they have plenty of time to run around in nature and read books. He’s passionate about his kids’ hobbies and encourages them to learn and explore what they love.

He’s the type of dad to teach them how to fight but also play pretend games with them

He does not like having tea parties, but he will endure for his children. He will endure great hardship and pain for them, and if this includes sipping water from a plastic teacup while sitting on a tiny stool, so be it. He can endure. However, he draws the line at makeup. He can’t endure (nor can he sit still long enough)

When König is home from work, he drops his military titles at the door and focuses entirely on being an important part of their lives. The sad part is that you can see he’s actively trying to make up for time he’s lost. This is part of what leads to him retiring early to a local security job.

Without a steady father figure in their lives, his kids do grow up to struggle with certain things. However, all things considered, they turn out pretty well adjusted and healthy. Honestly, pretty solid people. They turn out to be the kind of people you feel like you can respect and appreciate.

But when they’re young his kids are little shits. They’re the type to break stuff for fun. They also will run and hide from you. At a certain point, you’ll have to resort to using child leashes because they will run away from you in public. So when they’re young, they’re terrors in your house. When they get older, they have their father’s streak of intelligence and are snarky assholes. They have brutal teenage years.

This is exacerbated by the fact that for the first ten years of his youngest kid’s life, he’s still in a PMC and going on military contracts, so the kids have large periods of time where they’re missing their father.

König realizes too late that he missed a lot of his kids’ development and chooses to retire to a more local security job to spend more time at home. It’s a big change in the household, but not an unwelcome one. His older kids struggle the most, but they do grow to form strong bonds with him because of his choice to stay home

König makes a good deal of money early on so he can go on to take a lower paying job later in life. His kids never have to worry about if they have money. They have to worry about whether or not their parents will say yes.

König is a pretty strict father. He’s a military man, a former colonel. He’s not going to be a horrible abusive father, but he will be a bit much sometimes. You might find yourself stepping in to defuse the tension sometimes.

Thankfully, König doesn’t yell at his kids (unless it’s something stupid and it’s pretty obviously a joke) or hit them. He’s actually pretty bad about disciplining his kids. You might have to take over in that department. Having been in the military for so long, König’s terrified of going overkill on his kids and doesn’t want to risk hurting them. He can dish it out, yes, but he’s extremely cautious when doing so.

He’s also quite fair. He does his best to treat his children equally. He’s surprisingly good. He focuses on encouraging their individual hobbies and finding their own personalities. They do grow up to be quite self-confident with their father’s teachings in their heads. They’re not arrogant, but they’re confident and assertive

They’re not popular in school, but not hated. They do pretty decently. Academics are a bit too easy for them, so König has to step in to teach them study habits and keep their passion for learning. Thankfully, his father was a professor, so he’s pretty good at this.

That said, König will sometimes be pretty silly when disciplining. Sometimes, you can hear his full colonel voice booming from outside about someone pulling some silly prank on him as he’s mowing the lawn. He’s not the type to pull pranks on his kids (but he’ll happily torment you) but he will play silly games with them. I think his kids learn that when he’s yelling, he’s not actually that angry, he’s just playing around. It still scares the shit out of your kids’ friends when he does it when they’re over

König has a tendency to scare children in public. He tries really hard to not make them nervous, but with the hood and the height and the tired look in his eyes? Nah he’s terrifying.

König’s kids grow up not being afraid of anyone because nobody’s as scary as their dad. This also means all the kids know that those kids have the scariest dad.

When your kids’ friends come over, they’re terrified of König. Unfortunately, he finds this slightly funny and takes advantage of this. You might have to step in and diffuse the tension to help those poor children realize that when König is yelling about things, he’s not actually mad. Maybe make cookies with him or something, it’ll help break the ice.

Your kids and their friends are all taken under König’s wings for protection. He’ll go up to bat for any of those kids. He genuinely cares so much about them. Having very select few friendships as a child himself, he’ll go out of his way to ensure his children have healthy social lives.

Sometimes the parents are unsettled by him. This is König’s unsettling form of social anxiety at play, so you’ll have to mediate between other parents and König to make sure they realize that no, he’s not an abusive monster, he just makes horrible jokes about his children. He has very dark humor but plays it straight, which is a horrible combination.

He has had a teacher call CPS on him before, but it was quickly resolved. However, most people are frightened by König when he steps into a room and it’s no different at parent-teacher interviews

He always blows teachers out of the water for how much he cares about his kids getting a quality education. He’s also quite receptive to their advice (if it’s good) and is willing to step in when needed. Teachers also typically find that he’s quite a fun parent volunteer to have on field trips (he is extremely popular)

Some of the more timid kids grow to like König because he tries to ensure all children are included when he’s around. He’s good at making sure everyone feels noticed.

Of course, as said, in the beginning everyone is terrified of the giant foreign soldier man. His kids have to teach their friends to not be afraid of their dad when he’s home.

Later on, this means in late high school his kids' friends consider him a DILF. He’s horrified. Flattered, but horrified. He has a serious talk with you about how to not be a DILF. He genuinely is so upset by the concept. His kids laugh at him all the time because he’s miserable about it.

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Konig Headcanons

[tariah23]

I hope that white gay couple who adopted that adorable little black child goes to hell so fast ohhhhh

[yandere-kokeshi]

Yandere Headcanons of Kratos

Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about liking the different sex (male), kidnapping, forced affection, and mention of killing (duh).

A/N: yeah, I started writing this, and now it’s posted; I’d love requests from this man! This is written as the current Kratos (2022). Hope you enjoy <3!

@sakuracream, here it is!

He’s insanely protective, and just as possessive in the sense that everybody will know you are taken by his menacingly form standing behind you. He acts like a guard dog, always behind you with his resting face, ensuring that nobody disrespects you. But, he’s also caring in his own way. 

It’s a slow burn with him. Kratos isn’t one for simply falling in love with someone, especially with the amount of guilt, shame, and fear he carries each day of his life. He’s lost so many, and doesn’t want to get attached again. Even if he admits it or not, Kratos suffers from abandonment + trust issues. There’s a lack of consistency in his life from as far back as he can remember. So, when first meeting you, it’s harsh.

The meetings of you two are likely between Atreus. You could be a sorcerer they ran into on a late evening, Atreus quickly becoming on good terms with you; begging for you to help him with certain topics, or teaching him things of magick. 

You could be a blacksmith, Sindri making you two meet as his rather permanent weapon needs help. Or, in an infrequent case, an enemy turned into a good ally. Either way, opening up for him isn’t easy. 

Again, it’s a slow burn. He slowly notices how you make him feel — and it irks him. He doesn’t like feeling fear when he loses sight of you, or when you mumble to yourself, he hates feeling jealousy on not being able to hear what you’re saying. It’s difficult for him to analyze his emotions, and with you being near him most of the time, he’s unsure how to approach you, especially if you’re of the different sex. His heart naturally flutters when you talk, his go-to responses of grunts or silence of listening current. Hands sweat when you nudge his shoulder or accidentally bump into him. To you, he’s a tough nut. But underneath all that, he’s analyzing his emotions better; looking at you with love. 

Little by little, it starts with him writing in his journal about you. Descriptions of your characteristics, your likes & dislikes, how you two interact, how close you are to Atreus, and how your habits work; which he describes are quite adorable. This often leads to him stalking you, looking at you when you aren’t paying attention, and reading/and learning your body language like his backhand. It only adds to his adoration towards you, if by chance, you’re a motherly figure to his son. 

With this and interacting with him for a long period of time on a daily basis, Kratos, at some point, lowers his guard — especially if Atreus openly says he trusts you. 

And just like a snap of fingers, he prioritizes you. Actively looking at you when you aren’t around. Asking the others if he’d seen you; quickly shutting the conversation down if Atreus or Mimir ask what’s with him. Small touches are guaranteed, a hand guiding you on your lower back. Fingers ‘accidentally’ nudging to yours when you’re beside each other. Grabbing you by the waist to help you climb on rocks. Or teaching you factors of hunting that he knows you’ll enjoy doing. 

At this point, he’s already attached, far too North. It’s a perfect family, is it not? You aren’t going anywhere without him. He’s fallen for you, quite hard. The rope has snapped, and you’ll be his. 

This said, kidnapping is ensured. It’ll start slow at first, Kratos keeping you a bit longer at home so you can get used to it. He often invites you for supper and dinner; making stew, or having deer. He engages with small talk, admiring you and his son. Slowly but surely, he adds things inside the cabin that he knows you’ll like — shelves of books and poems, more blankets, clothes of your liking, and many items of those hobbies of yours. Atreus adds in too, gifting and creating you things with your thoughts in vain. 

It is, until, one day, you’re permanently kept into the house. Once you try to leave, your smile goes away as you realize he’s blocking your way to the door — ordering you to sit back down. Depending on your reaction, he’s equally stronger than you are, and already has you sitting down, either with his strength or voice. If he needs to, he will chain you; he’s determined on not losing anybody close to him again. 

The mere idea of losing you sends him into a panicked state, to which, he’s forced the option for you to stay here, forever. 

Life in Midgard with Kratos is rather isolated — even though he doesn’t mean to. He loves you, and often fears the worst scenarios, which means everywhere you go, even to see an old-friend, he’s there with a possessive grip. 

Within the stand of home, Kratos tries to make it cozy, and to your liking; adding things to make sure your ‘stay’ is more comfortable. He adds many blankets to the shared bed as needed to keep you warm, even though he’s a lava himself. Every night, he makes delicious food, and often tells you to retire everything to him as he promises to take care of you. 

Affection is hard for him to express — especially with words, so he’s more passionate within his actions. If you two are out in public, he will be touching you one way or another; he has a fear that you’ll leave him, which makes him quite clingy. A hand on your hip, pinky-interlocking-pinky, or if he’s feeling threatened, he puts a hand on your shoulder and pushes you into him. If he’s not directly by your side, rest assured that he will be glaring at anyone who approaches you or even looks at you. 

In private, it’s worse. He’s practically glued to your side, and if you’re sitting down, you better believe he’s scooching you closer to his body, and making you sit in/or between his lap. 

Despite his ‘distant’ and gruff answers, he pays attention to the littlest things and wants to make you happy. Despite his possessiveness, If you mention missing your homeland, Kratos will wake you up early the next morning, take you to fatherland and let you visit for a short period of time; a large hand wrapped around yours the whole time. 

Pass-to-conversation that you need more items for your certain hobby? He’s heading down to the trading posts at the butt-of-dawn, actively looking for what you said, and bringing it home with a grunt of, “Here.”

At some point in the future, he’d love to have a bigger family. The thought of having another kid, possibly a daughter, makes his heart flutter and a small smile widen. Though, if you’re of the different sex/or cannot get pregnant, he’s open to adopting or simply just having you and Atreus.

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[needfantasticstories]

“Many places I have been

Many sorrows I have seen

But I don't regret

Nor will I forget

All who took that road with me”

-The Last Goodbye by Billy Boyd

This is an Adjuration by @not-freyja, after 86 chapters, 300k words, and 10 months of joy, laughter, tears, heartbreak and love, has finally reached its end. 

Adjuration is a tragedy that is nothing short of an act of love. That much is clear in the passion and dedication put towards the story, the characters, and the message Freyja is trying to convey. This fic will teach you about love. About death. About the inevitability of existence and why despite knowing it will all come to an end, there is still meaning in trying and hoping and loving each other. In loving yourself. You will laugh, you will cry, you will hope and you will despair as you read this story, but you will not be able to put it down.

It’s hard to say goodbye to something that has been so important to and loved by so many people. So we won’t. Instead, we will say thank you for this incredible journey and the community this fic has built. For the friendships that have been made and the endless inspiration you have given us. Thank you for wanting to tell a story, and for letting us join you around the campfire to listen.

Thank you.

(If you like Linked Universe and haven’t yet read Adjuration, see below for spoiler free reviews of this fic and artist credits.)

This is an Adjuration is the kind of story you fall in love with, the kind of story you think keep thinking about long after you put it down. The kind you keep finding hidden details in after you think you’ve got it figured out. 

The characters are distinct and people with their own voices, motivations, relationships and histories. You’ll have your favourites but love them all. They influence how you’ll see the characters in everything else. 

It’s full of moments where everything clicks and everything before is recontextualised in a way that’s so satisfying and make the whole story very re-readable. A time travel story where all loops are already closed, where you can know but not yet understand what will happen. It’s long, complex, and beautifully, meticulously planned and detailed. It’s clever and considered, funny and heartbreaking. 

A story that whispers ‘it matters’ over and over. It is worth it to love, it is worth it if it doesn’t last forever, it is worth it to give someone a little more time, it is worth it to fight. It’s about loving others and your world and finding grace for yourself. 

It’s loss and tragedy and the cruelness of fate. It is the sacrifice and the breaking. 

Full of heart to both fill yours and break it in the best possible way. 

It’s about love. Always.

By @toyouhellohowareyou

Sometimes, it’s hard to explain to others why art moves us.

I could tell you This is an Adjuration will make you cry, laugh, and sit at the edge of your seat in anticipation. And it’s probably true - I did all of that as I read, often with a coffee in one hand, early in the morning as I got ready for the day. 

But that’s not the reason why I’m writing this.

The real reason is how it followed me during the rest of the day.

You see, at a certain point I realized this isn’t a story about Links going on adventures. Well, it does feature Links, and they do go on adventures, so let’s talk about that for a minute.

The first thing that caught my attention about this book was the characters. Each individual is unique, interesting, and exciting to follow. Not only are the Links individually compelling, but one thing that stands out in Adjuration is how the relationship between each Hero and their own worlds matter, and these connections shift, evolve, break and grow as the plot progresses.

Freyja does an incredible job of bringing together impactful storytelling with humor and heart. This is an Adjuration starts with an interesting premise, and then twists and turns in directions you wouldn’t expect. It’s rich in thought-provoking moments, soft joy and intense action, blended in with carefully crafted time travel and magic.

Adjuration sucked me into the world it builds, combining believable characters with fascinating stories, an unnervingly devious antagonist, plot twists, and lovingly crafted details that slip unnoticed until you’re surrounded on all sides. It made me cheer for characters I feel as if I’ve known intimately for years, made me worry for their safety as I would for that of a loved one, kept me hunting for hints and hidden references, pulling on a thread to try to find the end only for it to twist and loop into itself and show me a completely new side to the story.

Yes, This is an Adjuration is a fanfiction piece that explores the winding river flow of the Legend of Zelda timeline and how the stories of each Hero merge into each other. It also stands out for its heavy emotional content, and it doesn’t shy away from angst and hurt.

But to me, Adjuration is an epic journey that taught me how the choices we make, make us in turn. It’s a tragedy that deals with pain and healing, and it bares naked the non-linear nature of grief. It’s a celebration of the things that make us unique, of our flaws, an essay of the impact of little acts of love. Indeed, it’s a story about love.

I can tell you now, This is an Adjuration moved me. It still does. It has a special way to surface in my mind in unexpected ways at seemingly random times, from something as simple as tossing an apple core, to watching a lightning storm in the distance, or finding a picture of an old friend.

And every time, without fail, it makes me think about love.

By @sunny-porridge

This is an Adjuration is a wonderfully and beautifully crafted story about love, loss, and choice as the various incarnations of Link come together and travel through time. Freyja seamlessly weaves a tapestry of setup and payoff across different timelines and loops, in the best-constructed time travel plot I’ve ever seen on page or screen. Even at its surface, Adjuration is an emotional rollercoaster involving tragedy and the soft moments that make that tragedy worth it. But the deeper you look, the more meaning you can pull from every chapter of this amazing work. This work has made me cry, squeal with delight, and think more deeply about its themes all while having an absolute blast reading it. So in summary: READ IT. READ IT. READ IT NOW. YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT.

By @life-in-winter

While I love that every chapter is emotionally enthralling, with carefully woven, visceral tension you crave in any good story, yet Adjuration is more than that, and you feel it in the careful weave of each character and plot point. Nothing is lost or unanswered. It's the kind of story that, by the end, makes you stop and take a hard look at your own life. Are you appreciating the now? Are you savoring joy? Are you so wrapped up in fear that you can hardly take care of yourself? Do you know who you are?

This story is more like an external experience. It's riding atop a tsunami. How do you handle that ride, Link?

There aren't enough words to describe how amazing this fic is.

@needfantasticstories

Artist credit

Legend: @gia-d

Hyrule: @bittirsweeteer

Time: @toonblade

Sky: @noorahqar

Warriors: @whitewinterstar

Wild: @weavingstarlight

Twilight: @bluury2

Wind: @thewitchdoctor39

Four: @lunaopus

Red: @peepthatbish

Blue: @glowingmin

Green: @winterfen

Vio: @waterfallstream

Shadow: @deleetrix

Wolfie: @linkiscool333

Fierce Deity: @awildsilver

Ravio: @lele5429

Malon: @tooner-tastic

Dink: @passerinesoncaffeine

[h0rnyauth0r]

ghost never noticed just how much you squirm when he talks until now :)

i apologize for my break but i needed it and i should be back for now! (also this was a requested work!)

word count: 3.3k

tws: blindfolding, voice kink, unprotected sex, reader with a vagina, pussy eating, fingering, rough sex, cumming inside

ghost would like to say that he’s an observant person. he kind of has to be with his career, but when it comes to you he feels like it’s impossible to understand anything. you seem so shy around him and he doesn’t know if it’s because he did something wrong or if you’re just shy.

he’s interested in you, to say the least. you’ve been a member in the force for several months now, only speaking to him on occasions where it’s absolutely necessary. it’s certainly different from soap, who doesn’t shut the hell up.

something is definitely off though. it’s the way that you react to him sometimes. most of the time there’s only professionalism, a firm stature that screams confidence and seriousness, but other times…

he just notices the way your body shudders when he’s speaking to you. is it fear? some sort of arousal? he can’t be certain at this point in time, but he has added this observation onto his list of things he wants to learn about you.

tonight you’ll be doing training with soap, and he’s decided that he’d like to join even if it means he’s just standing there doing nothing. he wants to test your reactions to try to understand you better.

you, on the other hand, have no idea about that. you’ve been more focused on trying to get your punches down after dislocating your thumb during a mission a few weeks ago. you almost died because you didn’t punch right, so soap offered to help teach you how to throw them without injuring yourself too bad.

as you’re on your way to the training room, you can overhear soap talking with someone. it intrigues you, how whispered and rushed his words are. so you decide to stop walking to avoid confusing him as you listen in.

“are you sure about joining us? you know, she’s quite shy around you. she might not be able to learn a lot if the man who makes her stutter is around!” his voice sounds frustrated, and you feel your whole body become flushed once you process his words.

so, ghost wants to join in on the training session? that doesn’t make sense, and the worst part of it is that soap somehow noticed that you have a crush on the older man. you avoided him so much, but you figure that’s probably what made it more obvious.

you suck it up and push forward, walking down the hallway and approaching the room. most of the usual training dummies have been put away, mats placed on the floor with only one of the larger dummies placed to the left of the mats.

soap is standing in there by the dummy, ghost standing a few feet away from him with his arms crossed. you won’t back down and shy away today, you’ve decided. you’re truly hoping he doesn’t say a single word though.

soap notices you as soon as you shut the doors, waving you over with a grin on his face. “i decided that you can use the dummy and we can practice using myself as well, i just want to test out the dummy first so we can get your formation down.”

you nod, looking over to ghost to see him staring at you already. “hi, lieutenant.” you say to him, turning back to soap and getting prepared for the training session.

“hello.”

after a little while, you’ve gotten the basics down better than before. your issue was mainly not throwing punches properly, which led to your thumb being in the line of your shots too. soap helps you adjust accordingly, finally landing punches that only affect your knuckles rather than your thumbs.

soap announces that he has to use the restroom and excuses himself, leaving you alone with ghost. you decide to not say anything, opting to focus on punching the dummy in front of you rather than focus on him.

“you’re doing good.” his voice comes from right next to you, startling you and causing you to jump slightly as you look over at him. 

“thank you.” you say, looking down at your now seemingly bruised knuckles and rubbing them gently with your other hand. they hurt pretty bad, but you know that soap will probably ask you to keep going for a little while longer so you’re more prepared.

you notice his shadow loom over you as he gets closer, a hand reaching out and grasping onto your bruised one. “you know, this will get a lot less intense over time. the more you train, the less it’ll hurt.” his voice is right in your ear, causing your eyes to shut as you try your best to not make anything obvious.

everything about his voice just gets you going. from his accent, to how it sounds when he’s calm versus yelling. no matter what he does, his voice makes you melt and turns your panties into a sopping mess within just seconds.

his hand drops yours, causing you to open your eyes as you look at him. he’s looking at you intensely, eyes filled with emotion you can’t read. your whole face feels hot, though, and you’re almost ashamed to even look at him.

he knows what he does to you, and he’s going to be doing it on purpose now.

you opt to ignore him, waiting impatiently until soap finally comes back into the room with a fresh bottle of water and a sheepish smile on his face. he senses the tension in the room, but doesn’t mention it at all since he knows it’d be awkward.

the three of you remain in the room for some time longer, before eventually an hour has passed and it’s time to leave and focus on other things. there’s an upcoming mission you’ll be going on, so you decide to spend some time with gaz to figure out the details.

your walk in the dark is mildly terrifying. the light heading towards the building where gaz stays is limited, several areas of shadows that cause your vision to be impaired. you don't feel right, an anxiety developing that normally isn't present.

several vehicles leave gaps in between certain spots, a feeling of someone following you causing you to stop in your tracks and take a look around. 

nothing.

you sigh in relief. it must be some sort of paranoia from how tired you are after training. you did break quite a sweat, which was made worse with ghost’s gleaming eyes on you for the majority of the time you had been in the room.

you decide to continue forward-

but something stops you, from the shadows. a small reflection of someone’s eyes, a large figure looming in between two large trucks. your heart begins to pound harshly, quickly trying to make a break towards the building so you can find some sort of defense against the figure.

but you’re stopped, large hand grabbing and pulling you back into the shadows. you let out a scream, adrenaline pumping as you kick and punch as hard as you can muster. a low grunt is all you hear, an ease in the way the figure carries you away.

something is put over your eyes, a blindfold perhaps? you’re shaking now, being led to who knows where in the darkness and you can’t even be sure if anyone will ever find you. you’re certain that death looms closely now, deciding to just give up because no amount of force is stopping this human wall from taking you.

you want to cry but stay strong, keeping a cold and stoic appearance (you think at least) as you’re finally let go of in what you think is a small building nearby. wouldn’t this person have locked you in a car or something? why here? you’re confused now, not understanding what’s going on.

“you don’t need to kick so hard.”

you feel embarrassed as the voice speaks. of course it’s him. but why you’re blindfolded, you still don’t understand. ghost is probably trying to prepare you for something, maybe a training on how to escape a kidnapper.

he keeps your arms pressed tightly against your back, though. not a single ounce of movement on his end, just the heat of his body near yours in the dark.

“where are we?” you ask, trying to move your arm with no luck present in him leaving you be. 

“nowhere that matters right now.”

you feel kind of nervous. this man has saved you many times before working together. you can’t help but feel in your gut that he may somehow be plotting your murder or disappearance with the way he’s acting.

not having any sights of what’s going on has led to the smallest of noises feeling so much louder, so you’re flustered when you can hear and feel his breath right at your ears.

“an annoying bird has told me that you’re interested in me. and my observations seem to have proven him right.” he whispers lowly, hotness of his breath brushing against your skin slightly.

you’d be lying if you said you weren’t turned on now. his voice makes you unbelievably wet, and you don’t understand how you’re not dreaming right now.

the heat that has developed between your thighs is almost burning, a desire bubbling up in your abdomen that has you almost shaking. “hmm, see? you’re not too great at hiding that, love.”

you clench your jaw, sucking in a deep breath. you have goosebumps along your whole body, the cool air around you making the feelings of his warmth so much more intense.

“now, i’m going to let your arms go. but if you even move a muscle i will leave you here alone and we won’t speak again. got it?” you nod hastily at his words, feeling his arms finally release the tight grip on you that makes your shoulders and arms crack lightly.

he shuffles around the room, and you can hear as he leans down and abruptly has your pants tugged down slightly. the cool air hits your panties, making you shiver. one of his hands grasps onto your thighs tightly, squeezing and slowly working its way up.

you realize he’s down on his knees in front of you when he easily slides your panties down too, now at your ankles with your pants. you’re absolutely dripping, feeling wetness leak down your thighs to where his hands are.

that’s when he lets out a soft, amused laugh. “so wet already and i haven’t even touched you? you’re desperate.” he says, a single finger pushing between your folds and gathering up wetness.

you can hear the way his fingers move, entering his mouth with a soft squelch. the way your face heats up when you realize he’s unmasked sends you reeling for more, wanting him to do anything to you now.

“you’re in luck, as i’m desperate as well.” he whispers, making you bite down on your bottom lip tightly. the heat of his words is close to your pussy now, a light blow of his breath against your clit.

you’re trying hard not to move, staying so completely still despite the shake in your bones. “please…” you whisper, wanting him to touch you or just something.

when his tongue laps right up your folds, you inhale sharply, eyes clenched shut despite the blindfold on your body. a small and quiet moan breaks through your lips when he pushes a finger in, curling it into you as he blows air onto your clit.

“please what? you want me to make you cum?” he asks, and you nod desperately as his finger stays still.

he smacks your clit with his other hand, making you cry out and tears sting at the corners of your eyes. you feel disgusting for finding that so pleasurable. “use. your. words.” his voice is quiet, and you inhale sharply.

“yes. please make me cum.” you mumble out quickly, words rushed and almost slurred. he hums in approval at that, finger moving in and out again and sending your mind straight to the gutter.

light squelching sounds turn louder once he adds two more fingers, stretching you out as his lips latch onto your clit. you’re almost in disbelief from how good it feels, eyes rolling back and legs shaking. you almost feel like you could fall over, but one of his hands remains on your hip to reassure you that you won’t.

your orgasm builds steadily, arms remaining tucked at your sides out of fear that his words were true. you can’t just let this end now, now when he’s eating you out like his life depends on it. he’s so skilled at what he’s doing that you can barely contain your composure.

you know you’re going to cum soon after he starts getting rougher, wetness becoming more and more until it’s almost so loud you can’t hear anything else. when his mouth leaves you and he starts talking again, that’s what sends you over the edge.

“such a pretty pussy. you’re so good for me, you know that?” he says quietly, thumb swiping at your clit and making your spine tingle.

“i can feel how close you are. go on. cum for me.” the raspiness in his tone has you moaning out, orgasm crashing through you as your walls clench around his fingers. you can’t think straight, mind becoming absolutely fried as he continues finger fucking you through your high.

your hips are shaking as his fingers slide out, a small dripping noise of your arousal hitting the floor below you. you hear him stand up, arms gripping your waist as he pushes your body into his.

his nose brushes up against your own, and you force the gap closed with urgency. you can’t keep away from him anymore, not now. his lips move against yours roughly, tongue forcing itself into your mouth.

you push your hips against his, feeling the rough fabric of his jeans and, more importantly, the feeling of his hard cock against you. you can even feel how big he is, and you know it’ll make you sore later. just the thought of that has you soaked again, lips leaving his for a moment for air as your heart rate picks up.

“i’m not done yet.” he whispers in your ear, pushing his lips onto yours again.

and just when you thought he couldn’t get any hotter.

as you kiss, he leads you to the wall. it’s cold, pressing into your ass hard as he leans further into you. his hips grind into your naked bottom half, the mild overstimulation making you mewl against his lips.

you’re basically heaving, barely able to breathe when his lips leave yours. “you ready?” he asks, and you mumble out ‘yes’ as he fumbles with his belt and eventually tugs his pants and boxers down.

you can’t see his cock, but you imagine it’d be nice and pretty. you can hear him stroke it a few times before it’s pressed against your folds, sliding up and down and making you bite your lip in anticipation. the tip feels big against you, just the right amount of stimulation to make you want him to fuck your brains out.

the tip presses into you, making your hips twitch from shock as your nails dig into your palms. as he slides in, your mouth falls open and you moan shakily. “fuck, you’re tighter than i thought you’d be. such a nice cunt.” he says, hips bumping into yours as he bottoms out.

tears stream down your face from the feeling of fullness, so overwhelming but you already can’t get enough of him. the tip just barely grazes your cervix, and when he slowly begins thrusting it slaps against it over and over again. it’s painful, but you love that.

he decides to lift you up by the back of your thighs, legs wrapping around him and the new angle feeling more pleasurable as he fucks you into the wall harshly. his hands are squeezing your ass, lips finding their way to your neck as he bites down on your skin roughly. 

he moves at a steady pace, cock hitting all the right places that send you closer and closer to your peak. his movements are hard, dick ramming into you in a manner that makes you finally move your hands and grip onto his hair.

“fuck.” he mutters, hips picking up speed as he kisses you again. small noises leave his mouth, muffled by your lips but still so hot to hear coming from him. he sounds so good to you, his grunts and groans causing your pussy to clench against him. 

he fucks into you harder and harder, the stimulation of his groin smacking into your clit making you feel as if you’re melting. the way your eyes have rolled back again, clit throbbing from the stimulation, you know you’ll probably cum soon.

“touch yourself for me.” he says, a small break between your kisses. you comply instantaneously, fingers reaching down and circling your clit and smacking harder against yourself from his thrusts hitting your hands.

his lips separate from yours, leaning towards your ear and biting down on your earlobe. the stimulation of that causes your fingers to start moving faster.

the feeling of your fingers is what sends you reeling, a loud moan escaping as you finally cum for a second time. “fuck, just like that. cum like the desperate slut you are.” he mumbles in your ear, making you cry out again.

his hips don’t falter for even a second as you hear him inhale sharply, small grunts leaning his mouth as his hands slap into the wall behind you. “gonna cum in you. i think you can take it.” he mutters, words making you feel like you could explode right now.

“please.” your voice cracks.

he finally cums afterwards, ropes of it warming your insides as his hips stutter into you. he rides out his high with a few more thrusts, gentle noises finally being let out again as he slowly comes to a stop.

he pulls out after a few moments, cum leaking out of you and streaming down your thighs. you stand still for a moment, not sure of what to do now.

"you can take the blindfold off now." he says, and you decide to do so.

you still can't see great once it's off, the room very dark with minimal lighting coming from the occasional light outside shining into the windows. but you glance over to ghost anyways, noticing that he still kept his mask off in front of you. while you can't see too well, you smile anyways in adoration.

"as handsome as soap always claims." you say to him, hearing him sigh out as he shakes his head. his hand smacks your ass and he pulls his pants back up, a grin forming on your face as you gather your clothes back onto yourself as well. your thighs and cunt are sore, but you feel almost floaty despite the pain.

"of course you'd think that." he mutters, noticing the way you're off balance as you pull your pants up and over your thighs. one of his arms reaches out for you to help balance you and you thank him quietly before standing upright and looking him up and down.

"so, an annoying bird?" you ask.

"quite annoying. certainly not wrong though."

as you go your separate ways that night, you can't contain your excitement. gaz can immediately tell what took you so long when he sees your messed up hair and crooked smile, but he doesn't bother to say anything. you've talked about ghost for months, he's just glad you finally got it over with.

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[bubble-leaves]

Can we get more Hassian headcanons? Please? 👉👈

Of course!

Hassian . . .

- completely understands if you can’t adapt to his sleep schedule, as he literally gets up at 3 AM; it’s easy to persuade him to come back to bed, however

- doesn’t like when you’re out in the woods at night, but he’s not controlling; so, he’ll teach you his hunting skills with a bow and knife, as well as some basic self defense in case you find yourself in danger

- isn’t much of an artist, so if he sees that you’re skilled in that area, he’ll ask to see more of your talented work

- loves laying down in the grass with you to view the constellations; he’ll point and explain several of them, as well as show you where certain planets are in the sky

- occasionally weaves flower crowns to bring back to you when he’s away

- is quite possessive, so if he has a suspicion that someone’s eyeing you, he’ll put the kibosh on it immediately by giving you a bit more physical affection than usual in front of them

- gets jealous easily, as well; he’s not talkative about his jealousy, as it embarrasses him, so you’ll have to pry for him to admit it

- gets shy when you do something for him that he doesn’t expect, like making dinner for him to come home to, sewing his torn armor, etc.

- hides his face and blushes dramatically whenever you give him praise for being a good boyfriend (do not call this man a “good boy,” he will die)

- prefers to kiss first; there’s rarely a chance that you can sneak a kiss from him

- will smirk and roll his eyes if you do manage to surprise him w/ a kiss

- assures you that he can cure your insomnia, if you have it, with specific teas and cozying up with you (the second one is, like, the main important thing)

- is a major cuddlebug in bed, especially if he’s exhausted; touch and hold him and he’s all yours for the night

[intuitively-her]

How will this school/career year go for you?

Pile 1-(5 of cups, 3 of swords, 2 of swords, The Magician rx, Justice, 10 of pentacles, 9 of pentacles)

This school year will be a huge lesson for you. You’ll learn a lot about yourself. You’ve got some untapped potential. Someone here could be an art major or you’re interested. You may have a lot of interests or curiosity about different subjects. Whatever it is, look into it! Don’t be scared to learn new things or get involved in study/social groups. Try something different! It would be beneficial for you academically and socially. For someone here, you may face some disappointment in regards to school. It feels like you tried out for something or put in an application and things just didn’t go as expected. It just feels like a rejection from something. But that’s okay! There’s something better for you. There will be many situations where you’ll be faced with a dilemma, and it’ll be up to you to make the right decisions. Spirit needs to see if you’ve learned from your past lessons. There will be many moments where you’ll be faced with an obstacle. Don’t let this scare you tho! This is all to build you up into the person you’re meant to be. This year will teach you more about adulting and having to stand on your own two feet. You will be harvesting the fruits of your labor. Your hard work will not go to waste.

Pile 2-(Temperance, The Hermit, The High Priestess, Page of pentacles, The Moon, 2 of cups rx, Knight of cups rx, 4 of wands)

This year will cause you to look within and do a lot of self-work. You’re starting to realize that certain mindsets, habits, and environments don’t serve you anymore. This is your self-improvement era. I see you spending more time by yourself and getting your sh*t together. You’re working to have more balance in your life. I also see you rejecting love offers and may even be in this heartbreaker energy. It feels like you wanna put more focus into the people closest to you and what truly matters. So more power to you! Apply yourself to new subjects or activities that you’d like to learn. I see you really being on your grind with this. This will also lead to an increase in financial opportunities. You’re gonna follow your intuition and inner-knowing more (or you need to) You know exactly what’s right for you, so trust it! Look at the bigger picture in situations. You will start seeing people/situations for what they really are.

Pile 3-(The Emperor, Queen of wands, Ace of wands, 8 of swords, The Hanged man, Wheel of fortune, Ace of swords, Justice)

You will be presented with many opportunities to help you excel in your studies. This will open so many doors for you. You could feel trapped right now, or like you can’t be your true self. Everything will be okay babe. I see a sudden turn of events for you. Many of the cards I pulled have snakes on them, which signify rebirth and transformation. Think of yourself as a snake shedding its skin right now. This is gonna be a huge breakthrough for you. You will have a clear vision of what you want and who you want to be. You’ll see everything from a higher perspective. This new shift will really cause you to toughen up. You will also be more open and confident. I see you having more discipline with yourself and others. You will be living a more structured lifestyle. You’re stepping into a leader energy. Get outta that shell and let you creativity/passions lead you to where you’re supposed to be.

Pile 4-(10 of wands, 8 of wands rx, The Magician rx, The World rx, Knight of pentacles, Ace of pentacles, 6 of pentacles, 9 of pentacles, The Star)

You might be at a point where you feel like you’ve hit a wall. Things might be feeling stagnant right now and as if your efforts are going to waste. Use this time to recharge, because things are about to take off for you! You won’t have time to rest. I heard “booked and busy”. This feels like fame that happens overnight. Maybe some content of yours will go viral or a piece of your work will get noticed by someone very important. This is gonna bring in a lot of abundance for you. I also feel like this is gonna boost your notoriety in your work environment, especially if it’s social media related. Spirit sees how hardworking and committed you’ve been to your craft. This is their reward.

[lilacxquartz]

Those Late Summer Nights I Chapter 11

Satoru Gojo × Fem!Reader × Suguru Geto

ABOUT: You moved to Tokyo over the summer to take a teaching job. As you get settled in, you find yourself entangled in a toxic dynamic.

CHAPTER SUMMARY: Both you and Satoru have an assigned course together because you’ll be likely working together. Suguru in the meantime struggles to maintain his jealousy.

TRIGGER WARNING: Non-con touching

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11. Chemistry

The next day, Suguru tried to do everything right by you under the impression that if he didn’t, that it would all go wrong for him.

He returned you back home to the apartment in one piece, confirming with you at least a dozen times that you understood exactly what happened between the two of you last night.

In truth, you didn’t really know how to feel just yet. The situation still felt forced at best simply due to how intoxicated you were when he started to make a move on you but at the same time, you weren’t sure how to leave such a position.

It wasn’t like he was holding you hostage, but he did keep you on his radar, ensuring that you could never stray too far away from him.

So could you really leave…?

You debated telling Shoko when you were back home, but your heart pitted in your stomach whenever you tried to do so. You hated yourself the whole time that you couldn’t tell her a single thing, hindered by your own… What even was it? Embarrassment? Shame? Disgust?

It must have been everything all at once.

And then finally, a distraction came. Something to help you take your mind off of things; the whole reason that you came here in the first place.

At some point during the next week, you had to attend the campus along with Satoru to go over some type of integral planning as you were both to be overseeing one student in particular that the college believed could be helped better with two role models rather than just the one alone.

Suguru wasn’t particularly thrilled about such a prospect, but he kept his feelings well hidden now that he believed to have established at least something with you and attended the college too, claiming it was for moral support.

You on the other hand didn’t think too much about the work event at all, struggling instead to keep up with Satoru who already left you feeling intimidated in the classroom despite you both being equals, supposedly.

It didn’t help that he enjoyed bragging about his abilities, either, explaining the full extent of his capabilities in extensive detail.

Your own technique paled in comparison and you were acceptable at best in direct combat, as you initially studied to become more so a support sorcerer rather than one that dishes out continuous damage.

Such festering self-doubt left you wondering for a hot second what you were doing here to begin with, but it all quickly subsided when you understood that you were chosen for a reason, so you shouldn’t let it get to you too much.

Your technique wasn’t even that bad to begin with; essentially possessing a shield bubble of sorts that both slowed and reduced damage, protecting anyone within a certain radius. The only kicker was that you had to remain close to the targets, or else the technique would wane.

Your old teacher back in the day encouraged for you to get better at combat, pointing out that it would only further enhance your potential but you never quite got the opportunity to learn such things, so you worked with what you had, happy to talk about it as needed.

Suguru continued to linger by the classroom in his attempted claim of moral support, when in reality he was making sure that Satoru kept things strictly professional.

His looming observation was quickly drawn to a halt however, as Yaga soon requested his attention for something important and it wasn’t as though he could deny the man, so he left for the time being.

By the time he was done however, both you and Satoru were nowhere to be found on the campus and that was a thought that didn’t sit right with him at all.

In the beginning stupor of his own self sabotaging jealousy, he sent to you a text:

“Where are you?”

“Satoru sponsoring after work meal,” was what you replied back with, thinking that it would be fine because it was just a thing between coworkers, especially since you had long moved on from Satoru’s kiss.

You didn’t know why you were entertaining something casual with Suguru though, something as friendly as texting him after what he had done to you. Guiltily your mind kept drifting back to what he kept telling you, feeling some sort of unwanted comfort after what he forced on you.

Why did you feel that way…?

Suguru meanwhile stirred at that response because you didn’t know Satoru the same way as he did; you didn’t know that he used to serial date and would often talk about who he picked up, how he picked them up—you hadn’t the faintest clue what Satoru was actually capable of which was precisely what he tried so hard to keep you far away from.

Of course this all had to happen when he was genuinely interested in someone for a change, feeling his resentment boil and bubble away.

Choosing to trust you despite disliking the situation, he left it at something passive aggressive instead:

“Where?” he texted back after a moment.

With no response, he sent something again, “Is your phone on silent again?”

Suguru stared blankly at the screen with no incoming responses, but tried to trust you in the end. As far as you were both aware, you were involved with him, so maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

“Have fun,” he finally settled on, ending on a passive aggressive text.

It wasn’t as though he wanted for you to have a bad time, but…

He also wasn’t happy that you never at least let him know, feeling entitled to every single thing that you did, unsure as to why he even felt that way.

In the meanwhile, you remained blissfully unaware as you finished up the contents of your meal, hoping for it to keep you full for long. You wanted to avoid cooking tonight if you could help it, needing a dire recharge after today as well as what had been happening for weeks prior.

Satoru walked you back home after, trying to keep his arm wrapped around your waist to which you moved away from—feeling a little conflicted as you still had that other thing going on.

You didn’t understand if you were now involved with Suguru or not, but regardless, it felt strange to give into even what could have been platonic touch from Satoru because of how messy it all was. You didn’t want for something like that to repeat again with someone else, so you attempted to reject as many times as you had to—to at least get the message across.

Satoru retracted his hand, feeling annoyed for a change but he couldn’t quite figure out why. It all started going wrong for him from the moment he saw Suguru interact with you when you were back home at Shoko’s.

He wasn’t the jealous type at all, but just like Suguru, just like you, he felt confused.

So when he returned his hand around your shoulder this time, to a safe and friendly location, only for you to push him away, he lost it just a little.

“Really?” he asked, his mask slipping off just a little so that you could see the fire behind his otherwise serene blue eyes.

“I-I just don’t really like being touched like that,” you replied, continuing to attempt the effort of setting boundaries.

The entire reason you got into the whole other mess was because you didn’t set up enough of those to begin with.

Satoru sulked a little as he tanked the rejection, feeling his pride take a hit as well. He wanted to point out to you that Suguru had been getting very touchy with you lately but you hadn’t been complaining about that at all, but that’s when he finally made the connection that you two must have been closer than he had originally thought.

Staying silent for a moment longer, he quickly pieced everything together as he understood why both of you were acting so weird lately.

As such, he extracted one final response from you, moving his hand around your back as he then studied your reaction to his touch next.

“Stop,” you replied, your voice a lot firmer.

“Ah, it’s okay, I’m sorry,” Satoru replied as he feigned a smile again; a strained laugh escaping through his lips, as though he wasn’t bothered at all, “I’m just so used to doing this with everyone, I didn’t even think it was making you uncomfortable.”

You didn’t want to make this a whole big deal so you tried to be reasonable within your response too.

“It’s… okay,” you replied in a drawn out way, however, not quite buying his excuse.

You learned that over the past month or so exactly what type of person he was, so you were quickly growing cautious around him as well as people like him. Men who were a little too friendly, a little too flirty. You could trust him to keep a dark secret, but you couldn’t quite trust him to respect your boundaries all the way.

“Look, I’m sorry, [name],” he said as he kept his hands to himself now, “I need to be somewhere else anyway, so I’ll let you go back by yourself now, you’ll be fine right?”

“I-I think so…?” you replied, looking over at the road ahead, it was empty where you were but the streets were for the most part lit up, except in some areas.

It was quite late by now but you were certain that you would be alright. Your apartment wasn’t too far away from this street and it was a relatively short walk away.

You walked down the remainder of the road in silence, taking your phone out to consider texting back Suguru’s vague message but you weren’t really sure how to do so.

You sighed as you pocketed it for now, feeling assured by the building standing tall in the near distance. Soon enough you’d be back in bed and you’d be fast asleep, so maybe you could think about all of this with more clarity if you were in a better state of mind.

As you found yourself lost deep in your thoughts however, you didn’t have time realise nor even react to someone sneaking up right behind you and pushing your chest right against the wall of a nearby alley way, so poorly lit and off to the side in the dead of night.

You tried to move back just a little but your back was so tightly pressed against this person that you couldn’t move nor turn a single inch. It was dim and you couldn’t quite see who it was, your remaining senses clinging onto the smell of a distinctive cologne.

They were stronger than you, you could tell that much. They also had quicker reflexes than you, not giving you enough wiggle room to readjust yourself as you had so desperately wanted to do so.

The man’s hands roamed around your neck to keep your head turned against the wall, the other hand retreating slowly as it worked its way down to your hip, slipping right below the fabric of your top and copping a feel of your breasts.

You froze as this happened for a moment before trying to put up a further fight. You managed to annoy the person in question in doing so as he promptly reacted by slamming the front of your body against the wall as your body soaked up the remainder of the damage.

It was then that you could hear a whispered ‘oops’ slip out. It sounded almost familiar, but your fear was clouding all reason.

This sort of hold on your body went on for more than you liked, the man’s hands brushing against your body with just a little more care now. His knee moved in between your legs as he kept you in place with his thigh, his face moving in closer to where your neck and shoulders met.

You could feel as this quickly excited him, a certain region of him growing harder as he pressed up against your body. His hands continued to explore you and just as he got even a little bit further, he pulled away.

“Next time, I’m not letting you go,” he whispered as he trailed off.

You couldn’t quite move your body but he slowly dislodged himself from the tight hold he had you in, taking a step away and leaving you alone as his footsteps quickly disappeared down the road.

By the time you turned around, he was already gone and you were alone.

Your mind fully went blank as you walked yourself back home on autopilot, barely noticing that there was anyone in the living room just hanging out casually. Shoko and Suguru both watched some type of reality show on the television but you barely had any time to register either of them.

Instead, you dropped your bag at the door and very calmly took your shoes off at the entrance, walking quietly into the bathroom. Flipping on the lights, you could see that your face looked to be in a pretty rough state; your lip was busted, your cheeks were raw and bleeding with dust from the brick wall hanging near your eyelashes and brows.

Not to mention the state of your outfit, slightly torn and not sitting right on your body.

You were starting to feel violently ill as you started to process what almost happened to you and also what did happen to you.

In realisation of this, you locked the door to the bathroom as you simply just needed some time to figure this all out. You ran the water from the faucet and washed your face up as much as you could, but it didn’t quite hide the damage.

The knock that followed on the door didn’t help your situation either.

You didn’t want to be seen in this kind of way.

You could hear some sort of squabbling behind the door, some shuffling and finally silence that followed.

“Just, let me do the talking,” you could finally make out. It sounded like Shoko’s voice.

You talked yourself into opening up the door and facing them sooner than never, just to simply get this all over with.

As soon as Shoko took even one look at you, she stepped right past you in complete silence to get the first aid kit from the bathroom. The damage seemed minimal enough thankfully that she didn’t have to use her technique, but she still felt that she needed to treat you.

Suguru in the meantime stared at your face as something snapped internally within him. He wanted to ask you about it but he also didn’t want to upset you, knowing just how you were about… anything really.

The last person he left you with was Satoru, but he confirmed with him that he was on his way home leaving you nearby outside of the apartment.

(Unless…?)

He stayed silent as Shoko treated you; washing up your face a little better and disinfecting what needed to be. He also noticed that your body looked roughed up and that your clothes didn’t sit quite right on your frame and to put it lightly, he didn’t like this particular feeling that he was feeling right now.

“What happened?” he finally ended up asking as soon as you seemed just a little calmer. He wasn’t going to press you in front of Shoko even if he did want to know more.

“I, uh,” you replied blankly as you stared right past him, clearing your throat as you tried to explain it properly, “I was almost back but someone dragged me into the alley across the street.”

Both of them could take a wild guess at what followed and Shoko remained quiet, knowing that this might be a sensitive topic. She would have usually replied asking if you kicked the guy where it hurt, but something felt more serious about this situation.

Suguru on the other hand couldn’t quite shake off a certain suspicion out of his mind. The timing was too perfect and it bothered him. He was feeling some responsibility for what had happened and felt some degree of possessiveness that he couldn’t quite explain as his mind spiralled at the thought of you being touched by someone else—even if it wasn’t your fault.

He hated himself for thinking this way.

“Did you see what he looked like?” he asked you, allowing to spare the intricate details of what exactly the person did, he would get those later, one way or another.

“He wouldn’t let me get a look at him,” you said as you shook your head in response, Shoko trying her best to keep your chin in place as she treated you.

“Anything else that might hurt?” she asked you.

“My shoulder—collarbone area,” you said as you felt soreness radiate from that particular area, “my chest… too.”

“Can I take a look?”

“Go ahead.”

She considered asking Suguru to step outside for a moment but you didn’t seem that uncomfortable with him being there (in your mind, you simply just didn’t see how it could all get worse and you blanked), so she guessed that something must have gone on between the two of you at some point. She didn’t really care as it wasn’t her place to pry, she only teased you about Satoru because it was so obvious with what he tried to do.

She did however make sure that you were wearing a camisole or some type of bra underneath before proceeding onwards just in case Satoru came in through the door or something. Had you worn nothing below your clothes, she would have worked around it.

Your clavicle area and your shoulders were indeed bruised with some red hand marks that could be seen around the top exposed area of your breasts, leading down into the cup of your bra. Towards your stomach, some bruising was also visible.

“Can you get a towel and a bag of something from the freezer?” she instructed Suguru, noticing his tense expression.

He nodded along, stepping quickly into the bathroom to grab a random towel and then off into the kitchen area to grab a bag of frozen vegetables, wrapping the towel tight around it before giving it back to Shoko.

She pressed the cold towel around the more serious looking bruises, moving your hands to keep the pack in place.

Suguru was boiling away as this all unfolded, not really saying anything anything just yet. It took him a lot of self restraint to not say or do something he shouldn’t in front of Shoko, but both his jealousy as well as his guilt was starting to reach an apex.

He partially blamed Satoru for this because it happened not too long after he left, if he even left at all. Besides that, he should have been less petty with the text he sent you and made more of an effort to retrieve you because if he caught up to you, then this wouldn’t have happened.

“Are you okay?” Shoko asked after a while now that everything looked to be in order with you.

“Yeah, I mean, I guess…” you replied, your words trailing off, “I mean nothing actually ended up happening but the idea that I wasn’t able to do anything at all is messing me up.”

“It shouldn’t have happened at all, in either way or form,” Shoko continued to validate you, “but, you’re also safe here now and we’ll do our best to make you feel that way, right?”

“Right,” Suguru nodded along, feeling a little intimidated from Shoko’s glare. She was right, he should be making you feel safe now that you were away from the attacker, but something within him also stirred that shouldn’t.

It felt almost like an insult, as if it was bad karma for trying to take things too slowly with you.

Something in his mind permanently changed beyond at that point, he knew that he had to do something to change this.

He knew that he had to make you rightfully his, because he’s not going to share.

Not this time.

Not ever.

[trashytoastboi]

Day of Loyalty - Barbatos

~NSFW Alphabet~

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A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex?) 

🫖 Dotes on you a little bit too much. Sometimes he prefers certain scenes that he knows can take a toll if the aftercare is inadequate but overbearing is a little much. You definitely can’t complain of a lack of aftercare because if you need anything just say the word and he’s on it. Barb is good at reading you and sometimes he’ll know what you want before you’ve even asked him. 

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partners.) 

🫖 Personally loves your neck and how sensitive it is to touch, kisses, it’s always got you letting out a little sigh and he loves that. He does enjoy every part of you, your sides when he’s holding you in place and watches how your body tries to follow in time with him. Always gets him looking down at you with a smirk but he loves it. 

🫖 On himself, he likes his hands. He likes how his hands look ON you. He’s made a point to never wear gloves (unless you want him to) because he wants to touch your skin and feel the warmth with his. You’ll admit that Barb has some really pretty hands, they look delicate in comparison to all the work he does on a daily basis. Barb usually makes you suck on his fingers because he likes the visual. 

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

🫖 This one was a pleasant little surprise, you’d playfully tease about Barb always wanting to finish inside because it’s less to clean up… You were very wrong. Barb likes making it messy, he’ll clean up afterwards anyway so he’s going to make a mess in the present. He likes cumming on you, your face, chest, thighs. Honestly the messier you get the better. He cums a lot too so it doesn’t take much to achieve the level of mess he wants. Don’t misunderstand, he does get a thrill of satisfaction when you’re trying to swallow the cum but the amount has it running down your chin and onto your chest. 

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs.)

🫖 Constantly has the filthiest fantasies about you with the sweetest and most unsuspecting smile. When he pours you tea, imagining how he instructs you to hold the cup straight and steady while his face is between your thighs. Teasing you to yet another orgasm. Or how he personally polishes the throne and imagines having you ride him. Near treasonous thoughts about sitting upon the throne and defiling you. Whenever he sees his perfectly made bed, it is regrettable. He'd rather have you staining the sheets and tousling the blankets. Better yet, his kept uniform that he'd rather have you rip and stain. A man of his position has to keep his image immaculate. But he can dream.

E = Experienced (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

🫖 He is experienced, you don’t know how (Well the how is obvious) Barbatos never talks about any of his past relationships, if there were any or if they were casual. You don’t know and Barbatos always tells you to rather focus on the him of now, if anything he’s the one always teaching you things and he’s an expert at finding every sensitive spot on your body. 

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

🫖 Face sitting - Honestly does it just to see how flustered you get every time he asks, then loves the steady descent into you losing your mind and actively gripping his hair while you’re losing yourself to the pleasure and riding his face.

🫖 Lifted Missionary - He’s not just showing off his balance and back muscles- he actually loves this because it just so happens to hit that spot you like without fail. Plus it still allows him to be close to you and see all your cute expressions. 

🫖 Lap dance - One of those positions where you can feel in control but Barb is still controlling everything himself, you pace, how you’re moving. The whole time you’re thinking that you’re in control and it’s cute to watch you try to seize control with all your little tricks. 

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? Etc)

🫖 Serious, he’s not humorous and not cracking jokes right now. He might tease but he’s more intent on keeping you in the moment and doesn’t want to break that. He sets a certain mode, one that’s vulnerable and loving. Jokes don’t seem to suit the atmosphere. If you try to crack a joke Barb will just smile at you and try to keep your attention on him. 

H =  Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc) 

🫖 Clean shaven - Seriously he’s smooth and not just in his charm. You were expecting a trim or the like but surprise, completely bare. You’ve asked out of curiosity about the colour and he playfully tells you to guess and let him know what you think. He’s never told you if you’re right or not so you genuinely don’t know. Yet another mystery. 

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

🫖 He keeps it intimate, even when he’s acting otherwise. Even if he degrades you and acts really mean. He’ll make it up to you during aftercare. Kissing you and telling you that you did so well and how much he loves you. Yeah he can be a little mean (you like it though) but he’s sure to correct it so you know that he really does love you. He dishes out the praise and comfort afterwards. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)

🫖 He doesn’t do it. Not until he met you- which seems a little ironic. If it were left to him he would just ignore it and go about his day until it’s gone and forgotten. It was because you got creative with wanting to do things over video call, and didn’t want to feel weird by being the only one doing it. Barbatos did find a new taste if you can call it that. He likes using your underwear, rubbing his cock and stroking it steadily until he’s covered your underwear in cum. You suggested it to him once and the rest is history. 

K = Kink (One or more of the kinks)

🫖  Orgasm control (Edging) - One of his favourite punishments to dish out. Sure there’s spanking, caning, degrading but he finds this to be the most effective with you. You only listen when you can’t get what you want. He’ll drill the point into you so good, you'd be so close and then denied. Over and over again until you’ve learned your lesson properly. 

🫖 Rigging/Ropework - He’s a master at rigging. You’d swear some of the intricate ways he’s bound you is literal art, the knots, the placement and just how it’s done. You like seeing his intense concentration when he’s busy, he always takes time to admire the end product. 

🫖 Food play - Didn’t expect this from him, but again, returning to the point of making a mess. He’ll choose the worst time to ask you to sample a new thing he baked, he’d be deep inside, asking you to taste test and get back to him on it. Sometimes you can’t stay steady and drop it on yourself. Well it’s okay, he’ll just feed you, maybe have a little bit himself. No one ever questions what all those stains are on Barbatos’ dirty sheets whenever it’s time for laundry day. 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

🫖 His room - Mainly his room, it’s the most familiar spot and it’s truly just for the two of you. It’s a calming place for him and he can let himself go to fully enjoy things. There’s no real chance of anyone else coming to find him there and so all his attention can be on you. Plus all of his little toys and things are there so easy access to everything he could possibly need. 

🫖 Your room - You laugh because he’s sneaking in like a rebellious teen with his first love. He doesn’t come in through the front door and rather opts to sneak into your room and you just never expected that from him. 

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going?)

🫖 Lingering touches, secretive glances, sometimes you leave him a suggestive message. You don’t say what it is you want, but it’s obvious. When you're together it’s those urgent kisses that feel hungry that gets him fired up. He’s intentionally acting like he doesn’t understand and he’d wait until you ask him, sweetly telling him you want him. It just gets him going when you plead for him. 

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

🫖 Extreme humiliation/degradation - Yes he degrades you but it’s never harsh to the point that it’s going to sit and make you feel bad about yourself. Barb very much keeps it light and in line with your scene. He’s never made you feel awful about yourself over the degradation either, he makes up for it during aftercare and has never let it dwell in your mind. He won’t hurt you beyond what you can handle, yes he spanks you, occasionally a bit of caning or flogging but it’s never seriously hurt. When he brought up things like impact play to begin with he discussed all your limitations and you found what is the most you can handle. Barbatos respects that and has never pressed your hard limits. 

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

🫖 He loves giving, however he likes making you do a task for him while he’s busy. Maybe he’s asking you to read him a new recipe, listening to your voice shake while he’s making you cum is the best. He’d politely ask you to repeat because he didn’t catch what you were trying to say. He’s all in too, tongue, fingers, sucking, slurping, spitting. Barbatos gives you oral like it’s the last time he’ll ever do it. 

🫖 As for receiving he quite enjoys it when you give him a sloppy, messy head. The neat stuff is cute for teasing but he wants you to get messy about it. It’s satisfying, it feels good and god he just loves the way you look while you’re doing it, and not to mention the sounds. 

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc) 

🫖 It's very dependent on his mood, sometimes he wants to take you nice and slow. Other times he wants something rougher. He’s also willing to listen to whatever you want. (Granted you weren’t a brat about it) If you want him to go fast he’ll do so and if you ask him to slow down then he’ll do that too. He likes intimate and sensual contact, so even if he’s going hard he’ll still kiss you sweetly and lovingly. 

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

🫖 The only time you’d ever see him being freakishly neat during sex is when the two of you have a quickie. I mean at the end of it, your legs may be shaking, you’re trying to catch your breath and you’ve got a dazed look on your face. But your hair, clothes and everything would probably be neater than before your quickie. No one would ever guess that you and Barb were going at it a few minutes prior. And yes, he loves quickies. Whenever he has a chance, if you’re acting a little too needy then he might convince you to have a quickie. 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc)

🫖 He’s definitely willing to find new things, and even more willing with you. He never decides on his own though and it takes deliberation for the things and mutual amount of research before you decide whether it’s worth your curiosity or not. Barbatos appreciates the open communication the two of you share for such things. If it’s something on the rougher side there’s more discussions for limitations.

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

🫖 He can last long and go for a few rounds. Never really gets past one because you’re already tapping out, but he can on the rare occasion when you want more. You’re not sure what his maximum is since you’ve never been able to test it. He thinks it’s adorable whenever you try to test your stamina against his and tap out before he’s even broken a sweat but he admires your tenacity.  

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

🫖 He’s got a whole personal treasure trove, everything with the goal of being used on you of course. He loves teasing you with toys or having you tease yourself. Never really used them on himself because he’s never been all that interested in using them on himself. You’ve changed that when you surprise him with something and tease him with a toy, it’s a new feeling and for once he’s the one being teased. He lets you, but best believe you’re probably going to be punished for your little stunt. 

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease?)

🫖 Big ol meanie when it comes to teasing. He draws it out so long and knows exactly how to keep you right on the edge. If you try to rush him he’ll ruin your orgasm to prove his point and make sure that you’re patient. Sometimes he just wants to take things painfully slow and he encourages you to enjoy the moment with him. Before politely rearranging your insides. 

V = Volume (How loud they are? What sounds they make? Etc)

🫖 Groans, whispers, talking. Barbatos doesn’t make much sound in the way of moaning and you’ve never heard him whining. (A crime really, you can only imagine how pretty his desperate voice would sound.) He has these almost quiet grunts, he always does it so close to your ear so you can just hear them. Barb has never had to quiet himself down and he’s very talkative at the moment. Loves talking dirty to you.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character?)

🫖 Loves using his tail on you - And he knows how much you love it too. He loves teasing you about it and calling you a little pervert because you like it when he uses his tail to pull you close or even choke you a little. You’ve tried to deny him and pretend that you don’t know what he’s talking about and of course he just had to go and prove you wrong (subsequently giving you exactly what you wanted) 

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes?)

🫖 Human form: Long, and slim. He’s not girthy but he reaches real deep, can’t even get all the way inside before you’re whining telling you can’t take anymore. Well that’s alright he knows you’re trying your best. You’re good and always try your best. He has an upward curve, honestly just perfect for grazing that spot. 

🫖 Demon form: Thankfully he doesn’t change in the ways of length, he gets girthy towards the base and a tad thicker overall, his tip gets more prominent and has a few veins that become more pronounced. 

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

🫖 Not very high. He can easily ignore sexual urges and it wouldn’t affect him all that much. You’re usually the one initiating because otherwise Barbatos honestly doesn’t have the urge himself all that often. It’s rare when Barbatos is the one initiating because he’s the one who’s in the mood first. Once you get him going then it’s a sealed deal. 

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards?)

🫖 Focuses a lot on aftercare and in the process of doing it finds it’s calming him down too. When you shuffle a little closer wanting the comfort of his arms and you nestle all close together it’s the best. It could have Barbatos falling asleep in a few minutes and staying asleep without concern for anything else. 

Taglist: @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf @roninfromtheops

[allied-mastercuntputer]

unexpected.

after your planned date with tim takes an unexpected turn, you show him just how full of surprises you are…

word count: <500

warnings: not proof read…i kinda raw dogged this :p no use of y/n

notes: omg first thing of writing on here…im an autobiographical writer, haven’t touched fanfic since i was like 10. with that being said if i proof read it i won’t have the guts to post it. there will be better writing on my blog i promise. also super late for valentine’s day but it rained when i love the day of and no other day of the week n i thought it was funny.

“You told me you checked the weather Tim.”

You had called your boyfriend to let him know that a picnic wasn’t going to work. As soon as you woke up, the noise of rain pattered on your apartment’s roof, hitting you with the reality that being outside wasn’t an option.

“I did! Today is the first time this month it’s rained! But uhhhh should we do the Mary’s?” He tried to remedy the situation with the Italian restaurant in your university neighborhood.

“We go there all the time, can we do something special since it’s Valentine’s Day baby?” You smiled into the phone receiver. You knew he melted into man pudding when you called him baby and used that tone.

“Oh uhh-“ evidence of your work, “Anything you want. Maybe the rink and then hot chocolate after?”

“It’s a date.” You smiled, perfect time to show Tim what he didn’t know about you on the ice.

❅ ❅ ❅

Tim came to pick you up, you made sure to put on a raincoat. Not only to protect yourself from getting soaked, but also to reveal your outfit to your boyfriend in the car.

“Oh look at you, expecting to get some laps in?” He joked at the expense of your lululemon attire

“I like my pink define jacket, thank you very much”

“Hey! I like it too, definitely…tight. Hugs the right pla-“ You slap him on the shoulder, “Ow! Do you even know how to skate babe?”

This was your moment. Should you lie and wow him? Or should you tell the truth and loose your novelty? You lie.

“No actually, you’ll have to teach me.”

“That’s great actually, then you can’t let go of me-“ he smiled like an idiot before you interrupted him

“Don’t push it”

“Yes ma’am”

❅ ❅ ❅

You try not to be suspicious. ‘Act like you’re nervous, get shaky the first few minutes-‘

“Hey babe, need help with your skates?” Tim is an angel. As much as he likes to talk dirty, he genuinely cares and you always know it.

“Oh uhm, yes please”

“No problem.” he got on his knees and laced your skates up, “They need to be super tight, but not so tight you can’t bend your knees beyond a certain point.” Nobody could wipe the smile he had off his face. He was just happy to be teaching his girlfriend how to skate on Valentine’s Day.

“Thank you Tim. I feel like Cinderella, only my shoe has a sharp blade on it and my prince charming doesn’t know how to check the weather.” You giggle at his expense

“Im sure I’m a much better prince charming than whatever that guy had going on. Now stand up and see if it’s comfortable.”

“Perfect! Oh! I mean uhhh-“ You can’t let the jig be up, “Ouch super tight but I’ll be okay!”

Tim looks at you funny, but thought nothing if it, “Alright let’s go.”

❅ ❅ ❅

You can’t even stand it. You’ve been pretending to be awful at skating for almost 30 minutes. The real truth? You were on a figure skating scholarship just like how Tim was on a hockey one. You’d been skating since middle school and it had become a sport you loved deeply. You and Tim had been together for eight months, but the topic never really came up due to you thinking there were far more important things to your character.

“Can I try by myself?” your posture was awful, but it as about to be perfect in about 5 seconds

“Remember what I taught you about falling on your butt and not your face?”

It took so much not to roll your eyes, “Ill try not to fall because you like both of those things about me. think I’m okay.”

“Great! Let’s see you do 5 feet ahead. Go at any pace you want.”

You nodded, kissing him on the cheek. You immediately shifted into better posture, stopped shaking , and started skating at the pace you wanted, like he said. You begin with fluid crossovers, transitioning into quick footwork. With a push, you launch into a simple jump, landing with precision. You could feel the air whipping past your face as you gained speed. Your body twists and turns effortlessly, soon you’re skating circles around your boyfriend, who couldn’t do anything but look at you in shock. You stop right next to him.

“Was that okay?”

“Was that okay?? What are you doing studying here! People get injured all the time at the olympics I’m sure you could fill in and it would make no difference” He laughed in complete shock, “How long have you been skating for?

“More than 10 years”

“We should definitely take this to my place. You’ve won my heart. Not that you didn’t before I just- let’s go babe.”

“No I’m actually having so much fun!”

[hxjikonn]

Hello,

I love your Gear Head Twisted Wonderland.

If you are still taking request, would it be possible to get Vil, Malleus and Leona with a female s/o that is really good at making their life complicated without realising it.

For example, they usually naturally have the right answer or know the right way to do something, but does it the mire complicated way because it cant be that easy.

Hooefully this makes sense. Feel free to get creative with it.

Thank you

A/N: love this prompt, I relate to this so much omfg 😭💀 Thanks so much for this request! I hope you like this and I’m sorry it took me so damn long to write it🥹♥︎

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Complicated

☆Staring☆: Vil Schoenheit, Malleus Draconia and Leona Kingscholar

Synopsis: Their reaction to Fem!Reader who likes doing things in a more complex way and giving herself more work than she should do.

Warning: Leona’s part has cursing and a lil bit of argument scene in it cuz Leona is stubborn as fuck and so are you. Not proofread. Very long.

Vil Schoenheit

Would be concerned about your health, since you often forget to take care of yourself when working.

This man would share your frustration. He claims it’s like a virus, it affects him as much as it does you.

You’d fuss about how hard the work is going to be and he’d fuss about you GIVING yourself the hard work that isn’t really necessary.

“Where is that girl?” Vil paced around the hallways of NRC looking for you, he heard about the project you were going to do and he knew that there’s no good to come of it since you have a habit of overdoing the work. He asked around and a student pointed out that they saw you in the library.

He went there and found you sitting under a pile of books that seem to tower up so high that if it stood beside you it’d actually be your height. He sighed and walked up to you. “Ahem.” He made his presence know. You looked up and smiled at him “Hi hun!” You greeted him. He loved your smile, it was warm and pure. That smile made him less mad at the things you put yourself through.

“Hi…” he greeted back, he gave you a smile too, how can he be mad when you look so happy working hard like that. “What’s all this?” He asked, motioning to the pile ok thick leather books. “History of potion magic, Encyclopedias, Recipes for potions, and a bunch of other stuff I need to read for my project”

“Potato…do you really gonna read all of these potionology books for one project? I can help you yknow?” Vil stood beside you, hands on his hip as he watched you burry yourself under a heap of hours and effort soon to be wasted. You sighed “Yes I need to” stubbornly you went back to the book in your hand. “Really? Are you certain that you’d rather read than let me help?” He asked

“Vil, I know you wanna help but I wanna do this one on my own, Plus these books might have an easier solution to the project…”you said while reading, he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Darling, There IS an easier solution…” he protested “I’ll teach you, if you really don’t want me to help hands on, at least let me teach it to you instead of all this unneeded complex reading” he added, trying to convince you.

You looked up from your book and open your mouth to say something but he placed a finger hovering above his lip signaling you to not try to argue, “I’ll even give you my notes if you need it. There you’ll find everything you need to know about the project…” he said trying to persuade you even more.

“but Vil…” you mumbled, he sighed “Potato, I love you, but you’re really going to give yourself so much stress that pimples might start spreading through your pretty face…And I will not stand for it. Come now we’re going to Pomfoire and I will tutor you there.” He said packing your bag for you. “Can I at least bring one book?” You asked, he looked at you in disbelief “Do you not trust me?” He stated dramatically

“No of course I do! I just wanna learn quicker so you don’t have to work so hard to teach me…” you said in defense, he crossed his arms still in disbelief, “Please?” You asked again, it took him a few seconds before he broke, “Fine. BUT! only one book, and I get to tell you which one…” he gave you a condition which you gladly agreed to. He sent you to pick up the book in the front desk as he continued to pack your bag.

“She is going to be the cause of MY acne break out, oh by the queen’s name, I’m gonna need tea and face mask for the two of us later…”

He really does care about your well-being, so he does his best in helping you when he sees you’re doing way too much.

And yes that includes the spa appointment, skin care and tea afterwards, he might die if he sees even a single pimple on your face because of stress.

Malleus Draconia

Out of the three he’d be the most chill about it tbh.

He doesn’t understand why you give yourself more work than is needed but sees that you’re dedicated to it so he supports you.

And mayyyyybe casts “little” spells to finish the unnecessary parts of your job and tells you that you’ve already finished it even though he did it.

Still showers you with praise even though his magic did half of the work since he knows you really want to do your job well.

“Tsunotaro…did you see where I put the history of magic papers I printed out earlier, I need to read all of them before I can write notes for the test tomorrow…” you looked for the thick compilation you fished out of the library earlier. Malleus sat by the window and smiled “You’ve already finished it dearest…” he said, he’s well aware that, that is not true but it was white lie, he did it for you.

“Huh?? I did?? I finished my notes?” You said and looked at your notebook, pages already filled with summaries and meanings of the lessons Trein discussed for the past semester. Malleus made sure his spell mimicked your handwriting so you’d be convinced. “See? All done. Good job my love I’m proud of you” he praised and gave you a peck on the cheek

You, still having no recollection of when you wrote all of this, stood there thinking about it. “So…if I already did this, that means I only have to review and then I’m done?” You questioned yourself “That was too essy…” you said in suspicion…Malleus gave you head pats as a form of distraction “Yes well you are a hard worker, no wonder you finished so quickly…” he cooed

“Did I really do this??” You looked up at him in confusion, “Yes my beloved you did. I’ve been watching you pace around, write and read for hours! Look at you, you must be exhausted.” He cradled your face his hands trying to make you forget about the subject. “You’re being really affectionate right now Mal…” you looked up at the horned fae in front of you

“I’m always affectionate” he contradicted your claims, slowly taking the notebook out of your hand and placing it down the table “Yeah I know but right now it’s like 10x more than usual” you pushed on. He was calm outside like usual, but he’s internally trying to come up with an alibi to defend himself without sounding guilty and he’s running out of excuses.

“I miss you.” He blurts out in panic, silence filled the air for a bit until you broke out in a fit of giggles you reached up cup his face and gave him kisses still while laughing “aw, I’m sorry, did I seem like I was ignoring you because of my work?” you asked, he kissed your wrist and nodded, he was celebrating in his head cuz his plan worked.

You weren’t suspicious or working too much AND you’re giving him attention. Mission Accomplished. “Oh alright, I guess I have been too busy, maybe I’d forgotten I already did things…I’ll take a break and spend time with you” you said to your boyfriend who was now smiling brightly

“Thank you for being patient with me…” you told him and gave him a hug “I was told by Lilia that it was a quality of being ‘husband material’ he said hugging you back, you laughed and pulled away to look at him “Wow I have to step up my game to be ‘wife material’ too then huh?” You joked “You don’t need to you’re perfect” you chuckled again at his love struck statement “Sweet talker.” You hit his chest lightly and gave him a kiss before you went to go rest and spend time with him.

He often does it to shorten the time and effort you spend on working so you dont end up sick. But sometimes he does it cuz he wants you to give him attention but he doesn’t want to disturb you

He told himself one day he’d tell you because he feels guilty from time to time, you’ll just have to wait until you graduate and marry him until he does.💀💀

Leona Kingscholar

The MOST IMPATIENT BITCHY person on this list.

He’s basically an overgrown cat, so he’ll annoy the shit out of you if it means you’ll give him attention and stop working.

He hates this habit of yours and doesn’t understand the concept of giving yourself more work than required. He thinks it’s a waste of time and energy

Will literally shred the papers with his claws or push a pile of them off your desk just because he’s annoyed that you’re working and not even paying him any mind

You were trying so hard to focus on the notes your writing because your boyfriend kept yawning in full volume. You knew he just wanted attention but you kept explaining you aren’t done and he was being petty. Not wanting to start an argument you just continued on and ignored him. Or at least your TRYING to

“Hey herbivore, remind me again why ‘ya need to deal with all this crap when you can just oh I don’t know let the teacher teach it to ya ‘cuz yknow? It’s their job” he sarcastically asked knowing exactly what the answer will be. He didn’t get an answer out of you, so he knocked a pile off your desk again. “LEONA! I JUST FINISHED ARRANGING THOSE!” You stood up at the sound of papers hitting the floor

“So? That means ‘yer done with ‘em…” scratches his head, not caring at all. You glared at him but didn’t utter another word as you sat down to pick it all up. “Can ‘ya cut this shit out, you’re doing too much for simple quiz. If you’re gonna be doin’ this much why don’t you just teach the class” he leaned against the wall, his tail impatiently flicking back and forth.

“Why don’t you just shut up.” You snapped. It was uncharacteristic of you to do so, especially because in the relationship you’re the one with more patience. Not this time though. He scoffed, he felt slightly nerve wrecked by your tone but didn’t let that affect him. You arranged it again and took it to your work table where Leona is off limits.

You sat down. Took a deep breath, before picking up the pen to start writing again, but then the ripping of paper flooded your ears. That was it. You turned your head to Leona scratching a bundle of papers under his claw. You marched and snatched it from him harshly. “Out.” You demanded. “What?” He looked at you annoyed.

You only glared at him. You were gonna explode if you said another word. He groaned in boredom “This is stupid. You’re being stupid, you’re doing all this for what? For a quiz? Why?” He snapped as well “Oh I don’t know, maybe because I wanna do good in class. You don’t get it, maybe your able to slack off and no one could give a fuck about it, why? Cuz you’re already the ‘all powerful dorm leader of savanaclaw’ and all that high and mighty shit.” You argued pushing him back

“Meanwhile, I have to do ‘all this crap’ because I need to. I’m not powerful like you are, I don’t have magic, I don’t belong here, I wanna do well so I feel like I fit in…” you rambled, now feeling sorry for yourself, Leona only listened for once “I thought for once, you’d actually be the one to have patience FOR ME this time I need you to be… you’re just being bitchy…” you added looking up at him pained and tired, you sighed and looked down “Just go.” You said walking back to where you were before.

It was silent so you assumed he already left, you continued to work even though you felt awful now. Leona still stood there, he felt bad after he heard you say that and he knew he went too far with his attitude this time so he stayed quiet and waited. You took your work and place it down the carpet so you could have more space, you sat down and started writing again.

His tail still swung back and forth in annoyance but this time it’s because he knows you’re really not gonna give him attention cuz you’re mad. He crawled to you quietly and sat behind you, his large frame enveloping yours, he loosely draped his arms on you waist and rested his head on your shoulder.

You weren’t surprised, you continued to do what you were doing. His tail made soft pats on the wooden floor, it was a sign of anticipation, he was waiting for you to say something to him, thinking his little act of affection was enough of an apology. You didn’t speak for a whole hour. “Herbivore…” he called out. No answer…. “Y/n….” He tried again. Nothing…. “Y’can scold me some more just say somthin’ already…” he pleaded. Still no response, not even a reaction

“ ‘m sorry…” he mumbled quietly his face buried in your hair, “I’m not gonna be an asshole anymore alright? Just quit the silent treatment I hate this more than I hate your overworking thing” he added, you finally gave in to his calls “Shh, Be quiet, I’m almost done” you finally spoke. It was still monotone but it was better than nothing

“Good. We’re gonna nap after this…” he told you and you responded with a hum, he stayed quiet like you asked him to until you finished. After that he whisked you away to your bed and curled up against you like an attention deprived cat “Tell me who the fuck picks on you next time…” he says nuzzling into you, his head on your chest “Why? Cuz that’s your job?” You asked “No, cuz I need to knock some sense into them…” He said, “And yeah, that’s my job…now sleep so you can be less mad at me when you get some rest” he kisses your neck and you laugh a little “Damned overgrown cat” you mumbled earning a low growl and a chuckle from him.

A/N: Another request is doneeee aaaaaaa >< still didn’t proofread ;b Anon I hope you like this cuz I know damn well this took way too long 😭😭😭 still very sorry abt that ily ✌🏻

[faithst]

ZB1 WHEN YOU ARE HAVING EXAMS

pairing zb1 x gn!reader

genre fluff

warnings mentions of food

notes me? your favourite zb1 writer ⁉️ pls im so touched, ilysm🥹 i hope your exams go by smoothly and thank you for requesting, ina ! i hope you enjoy this (i went to do this so fast bcuz of ur exams 💕)

masterlist<3

— zhang hao

so affectionate 🥹

soothing touches like tracing circles on your free hand while you study

reassures you alot like “you’re gonna do great”

listens to your rants and complaints abt a certain topic/subject you don’t like

his reaction to that is literally: “oh, it must be hard.” ☹️

always tells you that he is proud of you

overall comforts you as much as he can

“you have all the time you need, take it easy.”

— sung hanbin

worried 24/7 for you

not bcuz he thinks that you’ll do bad but because he doesn’t want to see you so stressed out

always supervising you cuz he doesn’t want you overworking yourself

maybe even more stressed than you 😭

insists you take a break even when you started studying like 15 minutes ago 😃

makes sure you take care of yourself while also putting your all into studies

hands you meals and drinks himself just so it’s easier for you

“remember that i always am and will be proud of you.”

— seok matthew

learns the subjects just to help you

sometimes, you end up teaching him a thing or two

creates a study timetable for you

his motivation makes you motivated; win-win ‼️

maybe a bit too motivated…

gives you questions during the most random times throughout the day 🫢

you’re brushing your teeth? question.

you’re taking out the trash? question.

his motto is ‘no pain, no gain’

“don’t fall asleep just yet, i have another question!”

— shen ricky

knows exactly when to help you or to give you space to study

if he sees you studying, he won’t disturb you

but if he sees you procrastinating, he uses the power of ✨bribery✨

“if you get an A on this test, i’ll buy you anything you want”

boom ez motivation 💥

“finish these questions and i’ll give you one of my photocards” “i want a jiwoong photocard though..”

isn’t jealous at all because secretly, he wants a jiwoong photocard too 🤫

“i’ve ordered 2 jiwoong pc’s!” “wait, why two?”

— park gunwook

helps you study 🤞

one condition tho; a kiss for some help

gives you tips and tricks on how to answer questions precisely

also gives you all his notes

makes sure you get enough sleep the night before an exam so you won’t be tired while answering it

very experienced in these matters 👍

when you feel like giving up, he gives you a motivational speech that would inspire many

very very very patient in teaching you so that you don’t feel pressured

“you got this one correct, you’re amazing!”

— kim taerae

he sees you studying and thinks that you’re very hardworking

therefore, he doesn’t want to bother you

absolutely silent whenever you study because any form of noise can be disturbing

like he tiptoes around 😭

but when you’re done, he asks if you need anything

a hug, a kiss, ricky’s wallet? he can give you them all

okay, maybe not the last one but you get what i mean

he convinces you to think that you’re the smartest person ever 🫵

“you’re gonna kill this!”

— kim gyuvin

he tries to help you study and cheer you up

as in, he doesn’t want to see you stressed so he cracks a joke or two 🤝

it becomes very distracting but he has good intentions

“do you know how to do this?” you ask, pointing to a question

“let me see…” bringing the book towards his face, squinting his eyes

places back the book in front of you “yeah, no. sorry..” 😃

eventually you ask him to be a bit more quiet and he has his lips shut

but he’s always in the room while you study whenever you need a joke to hear

“no joke, you’re the smartest person i know”

— kim jiwoong

checks up on you ALOT

gives you shoulder and head massages to release the tension you have there

goes up to you and rubs your shoulders 🫠

“hey, you deserve a break. let’s go for a walk.”

with him, all your worries disappear and suddenly you’re like ‘the tests are gonna be so easy’

if you just happen to become slightly anxious; he will notice

comes up to you to give you a kiss 💋

which breaks you from all bad thoughts

“after your exams are over, i’ll take you somewhere nice.”

— han yujin

studies with you cuz he most likely is also having exams 🤝

if he doesn’t understand, he asks you and vice versa

sometimes he spaces out and you have to bring him back to reality

when you’re really worried and start saying ‘what if’s’

he gives a whole list on why you’re going to get good grades

“firstly, you’re good at everything you do. secondly, i think you’re smarter than gunwook hyung.” 😦

before the exams start, he makes sure to say good luck to you

“i don’t need to say this because you always do so well but good luck!”

© keiwook

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[oletus-writer]

Joseph NSFW alphabet please? 🙇‍♀️🙏

Sorry that this took a while

Joseph NSFW Aphabet

Warnings: nsfw

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

He’s a bit lazier, and will not do much more than lie beside you, brush your hair from your face, and languidly express how important to you are, some parts being in french.

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

What doesn’t he like about you? It’s less of a certain body part, but moreso the way you hold yourself, your presentation, and the air that you command when you step into the room. It’s the little things that photography can’t seem to capture, no matter how skilled the photographer (although he’d never admit it). He likes his own face, his own body, provided it doesn’t have the cracks that he finds ever-present in his matches.

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

He doesn’t have a lot of cum, and prefers to cum on your stomach and back. He kind of wants you to cum on his face and leave him to lick it off himself.

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

He wants to experiment with a monster dildo and feel how it stretches him, how he barely manages to fit it in his mouth. He wants you to watch on coldly, as he rides the toy, and perhaps take a photo or two.

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

He was raised in a wealthy household in the late 1700s, so it’s no sex before marriage for him. You’ll have to teach him everything.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

As he has no experience, he’s not well-versed in sex positions. He would enjoy the face-off position, as he gets to see the lovely expressions you’re making.

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

He’s not one to crack jokes in sex, and a lot of the ones he makes in general are pertaining to the French language.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)

His pubic hair is a nice colour of white-blond, and is more sparse and thin than anything. He spends some time grooming, as I refuse to acknowledge that back then they thought perfuming was equivalent to bathing. He’d prefer if you also trimmed your hair, as he wants you to take care of yourself.

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

He’s a very intimate and romantic man, both in and out of sex. Expect body worship and praises, mainly in French.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcannon)

Since he was unable to have sex before marriage, he’s pretty skilled at masturbating to relieve stress or sexual frustrations. He had read some erotica when he was younger, so he enjoys edging himself to simulate the feeling of having sex.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Mirrored sex, photographed sex, hair pulling, praise… it’s not much of a list, and is pretty vanilla. There’s no knife kink, no blood kink, as he doesn’t take much pleasure in hurting survivors in matches, let alone his lover.

L = Location (favourite places to have sex)

While the bedroom is preferred, as it is safe, he would be lying if he said he didn’t fantasise fucking you in his darkroom. However, he would never do it, let alone suggest such thing, as there are many chemicals and photographs that are processing, and he’s afraid to knock something over or accidentally hurt you. Besides, he’s been told it smells bad in there.

M = Motivation (what turns them on?)

Put an arm around his waist, let your touch linger, call him pretty boy. He’s not so perverted that if you accidentally flash him or fall in a provocative situation that he would be turned on.

N = No (what turns them off?)

I’m not even going to bother to mention scat at this point (can you tell I hate it?), so Joseph’s turn-offs would include things along the lines of infidelity, such as cucking.

O = Oral (do they prefer giving or receiving? how skilled are they?)

He prefers receiving oral, as it is a bit of a blow to his pride when he’s on his knees pleasuring you while you pull his hair and call him a good slut. He’s rather average at giving oral - nothing too fancy, just the things that one might expect a beginner to do.

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

He prefers to go slow, thrusting long and deep and kissing you every time he does, but he can’t deny that fucking your brains out isn’t an appealing idea.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies)

It’s a bit of a new concept, and he doesn’t really understand it. Why have a quickie when you could just do the whole thing? Not to mention the fact that one might be in a public place when doing such thing.

R = Risk (are they experimental? do they take risks?)

He’s willing to experiment, as long as it is within his comfort zone. He won’t cut corners when it comes to risks and puts your health before his sexual needs.

S = Stamina (how long do they last?)

Give the old man a break. Sure, his body is young, but he’s unable to last more than one round, whether it be him topping or bottoming.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them?)

He does not own toys but is welcome for them to be introduced into his sex life.

U = Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

Joseph enjoys teasing both you and himself. It spices things up, and it’s always a welcome sight when you’re begging for his cock with tears in your eyes.

V = Volume (how loud are they?)

He tries his best to suppress his moans at first, but he doesn’t manage for long. They’re effeminate and not too loud, a heavenly sound in an otherwise godless act.

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

While he’s not one for public or semi-public sex, he enjoys the feeling of doing something he shouldn’t. And while he’s not homophobic, he did grow up in a homophobic society, and would enjoy the adrenaline of kissing a guy.

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

His dick is a bit on the smaller and thinner side, about 4 inches (10.2 cm).

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

He has a bit low of a sex drive, as he is too old for this, and preoccupied with his photography and the matches for him to think about having sex.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep rather quickly after giving you appropriate aftercare, as his body is rather weak and he gets tired quickly. He wishes to stay awake long enough for him to see your beauty while you rest, but he’s much too old for that.

[soaked4mk]

Mileena X F!Reader head cannons

•‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊•

Dont get mad at my head cannons. If you don’t like then I apologize 🙄

sfw head cannons

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

★Mileena loves to cuddle when she’s able to give you the time of day.

★Her love language, if it isn’t touch,feely, is showering you with praise and compliments, and reassurance.

★ “You’re so gorgeous, darling.”// “I love you, being by my side”// “Such beautiful eyes, love”// “I’m so proud of you, gorgeous”// “I couldn’t have asked for a better partner, my love//“you’re doing so good”||

★Mileena absolutely adores everything about you, and pays attention, because she genuinely cares and finds you interesting.

★ From your gorgeous skin and eyes, to more insignificant things like the fragrance of your perfect scent or what new body wash your using. She is all about you and will let you know it.

★Mileena could definitely sit and listen to you talk for hours on end. And if you’re not in the mood to talk…she doesn’t mind, she’s perfectly okay with being content in comfortable silence together.

★(This is a silly one) but I have a feeling Mileena would definitely hand pick you a plushie (of your favorite animal perhaps) and give it to you, so that when she’s busy doing her empress duties, you’ll have something that reminds you of her.

★Though she’s busy, she really does try and make you feel included when it comes to bigger events such as dinners, festivals etc. She enjoys your company…and appreciates your understanding of her position.

★She likes to ask for your input when she may feel uncertain in specific situations. She truly does appreciate your opinion and that you can talk freely with her, even with her being in the royal position that she is.

★She will always comfort you, if you are feeling depressed, insecure, or even having anxiety. She’s all too familiar with all three of the prospects

★ “Darling…you’re stunning, come here” *pulls you in for a hug, petting the back of your head as she does so* “you’re drop dead gorgeous Y/N, I hope you can teach yourself to accept that”// “I have days where I don’t even want to wake up, I more than understand your feelings, love. And I’m here for you if you need to talk.” *kisses your hand*// *gently cups your cheek, brushing her thumb over your soft lips as she does so* “sweetheart…it’s okay. I’m here. Breath. In…and out…okay?”

★Mileena isn’t one for retrieving gifts, being empress and all, you definitely have more luxury than necessary.

★But she definitely is one for gift giving. If she hears you talking about little things you like or have seen. She go out of her way to try and get those said items.

★The empress loves star gazing. And she loves having long, thought out conversations under the blanket of stars.

★She’ll point out certain constellations to you, giving you backstories to each one as she does so.

★ “And this one dear, do you see it? Is called Draco. It symbolizes the dragon Ladon, who was said to protect Goddess Heras golden apples, in the garden of Hesperides.”

★She enjoys long walks with you as well. Of course…keeping light conversation as you two do so. She enjoys being able to appreciate both the scenery of her surroundings, and you.

•‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊•

NSFW head cannons 💦

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

★Mileena usually likes to take control when it comes to intimacy, but she doesn’t mind a switch from time to time.

★Mileena definitely talks you through it babygirl.

★As she’s whispering sweet nothings to you, her hands will trail down your body, caressing your sides, before they firmly are placed on your hips.

★Gently pushing you onto the bed, as her eyes never leave yours. She crawls over you, hovering above as she begins kissing you, passionately, before breaking it, to trail her swollen lips down your neck, nibbling and leaving love bites as she does so.

★Her kisses will continue their journey down to your collarbones, licking at the nape of your neck, causing a small whimper to escape your lips.

★Before you know it, her kisses are already down to your waistline, teasing at the hem of your bottoms while holding your hips in place with one arm, and hiking her free hand up your body, to fondle your breast. This elicits a small yip from that beautiful mouth.

★Her hearing this only heightens her arousal. She begins to smirk, knowing she has you right where she wants you. Without further notice, she swiftly, yet roughly, slips your bottoms off. Revealing a cute pair of panties that are just, so you.

★Accompanied by your soaked, hot, panty cladded pussy. Just practically begging to be taken by her already.

★Mileena will lick her lips and admire the sight before her, praising how beautiful it is, basking in its glory, taking her time with as well, building up the tension.

★ “My god, love. Picture perfect.” “You’re so wet for me, darling.” “This is all for me, isn’t it sweetheart?” “You’ve been such a good girl, haven’t you darling?”

★With her admiration out of the way, and the sexual tension palpable-she finally pulls your panties to the side, revealing your soaked entrance, glistening in its own nectar.

★ “Mmmh, all for me~” She’ll say before delving deep into the abyss of your heat. Swirling her tongue over your sensitive clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your entire body, as she laps at your folds vigorously.

★As her tongues going to work on your precious bundle of nerves, she’ll bring her hand up, using her thumb to circle your clit as she tongues deeper into your body. Tasting every bit of you in the process, and loving it.

★ “oh, you like that? Precious.”// “Who’s a good girl?~”// “I love hearing your sweet sounds darling.”//“ Just like that, beautiful.”// “Such a tight little thing aren’t you?”// “you taste even sweeter than I imagined.”// “your skin is so soft~ so perfect~”

★she’s definitely the type to get pussy drunk. She’s lovingly (and proudly) more focused on your pleasure, before her own. If you don’t cum first, during most intimate encounters, it makes her feel a certain way, as if she failed a mission or something.

★So she usually, takes things into her own hands to get the job done. And you better believe she’ll be relishing in every moment of at, as she does so.

★After you two coitus, sharing orgasms with each other, you’re left on the bed panting, riding off cloud 9 in the afterglow of the encounter.

★Mileena will gladly clean you up. Wether it’s with a warm rag, or drawing you a nice bubbly bath. Her after care routine is always enjoyable and intimate. Taking her time with you just like she did at the beginning of this journey.

★Lovingly washing any mixed fluids off of your body, and making sure to be gentle as she does so. Shes always going to make sure you’re as pristine as you were when you were clothed.

★After clean up, she’ll hold you in her arms, tracing small patterns on your back/shoulder, telling you how good you did for her etc.

★ “Darling, you did an amazing job tonight.” “You took me so well, my sweet.” “I couldn’t have asked for a better partner.”

★ With your brains still fuzzy from the coital exercise, you two will drift off to sleep, both in a state of contentment.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Sensei, you've got a real amazing taste in fashion. Have you ever considered making your own line? If you did, what do you think your fashion line would look like?

Fun fact about me, I saw Cruella (2021) before the original 101 Dalmatians. (I heard from a fried that Cruella is nowhere near as good as the OG or the 1996 live action adaptation 😅)

For this post, I pulled many fashion references from the costume designer of the 2021 film.

If he doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will.

“I’m flattered, pup.” Crewel adjusted his lapels, beaming proudly. Every pore on him oozed confidence. “My skills are nothing to scoff at—how keen of you to recognize them.

“Before teaching at Night Raven College, I worked as a designer at a high end fashion brand. I left the industry soon to could create my own full collection, but were I to be granted the opportunity to…”

Crewel shifted, producing a blank sheet and a fountain pen. The nib glided easily onto the paper, forming graceful outlines of bodies.

“Vintage roots,” he murmured, “with a dash of danger and rebellion. Something classic yet defiant, something that will challenge convention.”

With a red pen, he draped cloth over his imaginary models. You watched, fascinated, as a multitude of designs unfurled before your very eyes.

A brilliantly bloody ballgown, a leather jacket paired with sequined motocross trousers, a billowing skirt of patchwork, a vest with miniature carriages and horses affixed to the shoulder pads, a color-blocked double-breasted peacoat—one side dark, the other light with spots. Black and white, slashed with red as an accent. Each look true to Crewel’s spirit.

Pretty, powerful, and pointed, like a sharp weapon poised to strike.

“They’re beautiful,” you said faintly, feeling as though speaking any louder would send the papers scattering. “It’s a shame you didn’t have the chance to make these. These would sell so well.”

Crewel looked down at his work, considering them. “Hmm, perhaps I’ll assemble them if the mood strikes.“

“Will we get to see you modeling your own clothes?” you asked eagerly.

“That depends.” He tilted his head. “Would you care to try my pieces for yourself?”

“Me?!” you squeaked. “R-Really?!”

“You had expressed an interest in them,” he pointed out coolly. “Was I wrong to assume? If that is the case, then I’m certain Schoenheit would…”

“I-I’ll do i!! Please let me, sensei!!”

“Hah! That’s what I like to hear.” Crewel shuffled his papers, then used the sheaf to lightly tap on your cranium. “Then I’ll summon you when the garments are ready. I hope you’ll wear them well.”

“Y-Yessir! I won’t disappoint you!”

“Good.” His mouth lifted into a lopsided grin. “I have high hopes for you.”

[happilyfeatherafter]

Dean’s VOs in The Winchesters (season one!)

(LISTEN ALONG WITH AUDIO HERE)

Dean episode 1: 

( Ten Years After's "I'd Love to Change the World" ) ♪ ♪ 

March 23, 1972. The day Dad came home from the war, and the day he met Mom. Now I know this story might sound familiar, but I'm gonna put the pieces together in a way that just might surprise you. And in order to do that, I have to start all the way at the beginning. 

[END OF EPISODE]

What they didn't know is that the Akrida weren't just a threat to Earth, but to all of existence. Now, like I told you, there's gonna be some surprises. Hell, I'm still trying to find all the puzzle pieces myself. But I'll explain everything. And until then, I'll keep picking the music. 

♪ ♪ Spread them wide ♪ ♪ Rich or poor ♪ ♪ Them and us ♪ ♪ Stop the war ♪ 

Dean episode 2: 

( punchy, percussive music ) ♪ ♪  The ties that bind a family together can be complicated. Parents raise you, teach you what's right and wrong, and in some instances, how to kill monsters. But no matter who you are, there comes a time when you have to break from them and make your own way. And if you're not careful, things can get pretty ugly. 

Dean episode 3: 

( dramatic music ) ♪ ♪ ( screams ) ( sizzling ) ( growling )  There's no map to being a hunter. No playbook. You gotta follow your gut. But that can only take you so far. Truth is, you can't do it all on your own. You need other people to help guide the way... Your friends, your family. Otherwise you just end up lost. 

Dean episode 4: 

( eerie music ) ♪ ♪  Fighting the battle between good and evil isn't easy, especially when the first monster you have to face is the one inside yourself. ( soft dramatic music ) 

Dean episode 5: 

( dramatic music ) ♪ ♪ Spending a lifetime of hunting monsters takes its toll. There comes the time when you gotta let out that pain inside you. If you don't, it'll eat you alive. 

Dean episode 6: 

(Lata) I am centered. I am at peace. I create my own path, and I walk in it fearlessly. (end Lata)

Hunting has a way of changing a person. After a while, right, wrong, good, evil, they all start to look the same. And then it makes you start to wonder, "Who's really the monster here--them or me?" 

[END OF EPISODE]

Hunting's not for everyone. You have to be strong, stay sharp, make tough decisions, and it's not easy, But then again, the righteous things never are. 

Dean episode 7: 

( birds chirping ) Comes a time in every hunt when the fightin' starts. And the difference between winning and losing isn't whether you have the holy water, the wooden stake, or the silver bullet. It's whether you've got the grit to get the job done. (Mary on radio)

Dean episode 8:

(John Moran’s “Rebel”) ♪ ♪ Being a hunter, it means living a life of sacrifice-- not a lot of room for dreams. But you open your heart and get a little lucky, you'll find you gain more than you lose. ♪ ♪

Dean episode 9:

( mellow bluesy music ) ♪ ♪ This isn't how I saw things going when I pushed over that first domino. Thing is, I've had more than a few dances with free will and fate, but as my dad used to say, "Fate is what you make it."

Dean episode 10:

Hunting and happy endings don't usually mix, so when you get your chance, you got to ask yourself, "How far will I go to get it?"

Dean episode 11:

Being a Hunter means always being on the move, No matter how hard you plan, no matter how hard you work, at a certain point, we all run out of road. It's what we do with those crossroads that defines us.

Dean episode 12:

♪ ♪ ( carnival music resumes ) ♪ ♪ ( giggling manically ) ♪ ♪ ( shrill giggling ) ( whispering voices ) ( strange sounds ) 🤡🤡🤡

Hunting's a dishonest business. You gotta lie all the time about who you are and what you do. But the hardest lies aren't the ones you tell other people. They're the ones you tell yourself.

(Mary to John) Another day looking for this mystery man and still nothing. It's like this guy's a ghost. (End Mary to John).

Dean episode 13:

*RECORD SCRATCH* HE’S HERE!!!!! We’re going in universe baby.

(Opening scene, dramatic music ) ♪ ♪ 

Dean: John Winchester. 

John: Sir, can I help you? 

Dean: This is for you. 

John: Where did you get this? Who are--  [...] One ticket for Lawrence, Kansas. 

Ticket lady: Okay.

BOBBY, IT’S FREAKIN’ BOBBY!!!: We're not supposed to meddle with things, ya idjit!

Dean: You always said if I was gonna be stupid, I might as well be smart about it. 

Bobby: Yeah, that does sound about like me. We're not even supposed to be here. 

Dean: Come on, the letter was meant for him. I just, uh, you know, gave it a nudge. 

Bobby: You keep an eye on things here. I'm gonna get the damn cavalry. 

Dean: How you gonna do that? 

Bobby: I got no freaking idea. One last hunt, huh? 

Dean: One last hunt. ♪ ♪

[Insert finale including lots of chat about the ‘ruggedly handsome' mystery man here. For Akrida!Queen exposition science: You're here to talk about the man with no name...he was digging around in things that should have stayed buried. ... The Akrida. You see, our mysterious friend isn't from around here. There's only so much he could do. His hands were tied. Credit where it's due... he did manage to stay ahead of me for a while, but... I can assure you that he's not going to be a problem anymore. ... Well, there's this portal. You see--I'm sure you've heard of it. It's not quite up to code yet, but I managed to pry it open just enough to toss a certain someone and his car into it. No human can survive that gateway, so his body will be torn to shreds for centuries. Anyway, this, um... this old journal... it's all that's left of him.]

Back to the end of the show:

( electricity crackling ) ( engine revving ) ( engine revving ) ( dramatic music )  ♪ ♪ 

John: Mary! ... How did you guys survive? 

Dean (gestures at Baby): She kept Mary safe... me too. Of course, there's not a lot that can tear me apart. I'm already dead. I was stuck in the world between worlds, so I stayed close to that portal, and as soon as I saw baby come through, I hopped in and grabbed the wheel. 

Samuel: So who are you? 

Dean: I'm a Hunter, just like you. But I'm not from this Earth. 

Ada: And how did you get here? 

Dean: When I died, I made it to heaven. And she was waiting for me. So I went for a drive, and then I took a little detour. 

Latika: Through the multiverse. (Dean points ‘bingo’.)

Carlos: S-so what were you looking for? 

Dean: That's a good question, Carlos. I was looking for my family. See, I come from a long line of Hunters. I guess I was hoping that somewhere out there was an Earth that had a version where my family had a shot at a happy ending. When I was driving, I caught wind of the Akrida. Turns out that they were one of Chuck's last creations. 

Millie: Who's Chuck? 

Dean: God. It's a long story, but, uh... basically, he's a real dick. He left the Akrida behind to wipe out all of existence in case he failed. Well... he failed. Eventually the Akrida were going to make their way to my world, and I got family there, so I couldn't let that happen. 

John: T-the letter, why did you-- 

Dean: I took my little detour. The rules were simple. Don't mess with anything. Well... I gave it a little nudge. Thought it might need a little help. Looks like it worked out pretty well. So now that the Akrida are gone, you all can choose your own destiny. You can write your own story. 

Jack: And you can get back to yours. 

Dean: It's all right. It's all right. They're--they're with me. This is Bobby. That's Jack. They're family. Excuse me. You okay? 

Bobby: I told you I'd figure it out. Didn't say I wouldn't get us in more trouble. Look at 'em. Man, this is all kinds of weird... seeing Samuel with a full head of hair. 

Dean: Right? ( chuckles )

Jack (~~or is he?~~): Dean. 

Dean: Yeah. No, I know. I know, Jack. 

Jack: When I restored things, I wanted mankind to make their own fate. That meant no interference from on high, anywhere... no exceptions. 

Dean: I couldn't let our world get destroyed. Sam's still down there, okay? He deserves a good, long life. Hell, they all do. ( indistinct chatter ) So, if you want to cast me out of heaven... so be it. 

Bobby: If we're taking a vote, I'd say you give the guy another chance. 

Jack: There's always another case with you Hunters... even in death. Well... if you're going to meddle in things, finish what you started. After this... it's time to get around to the... "there'll be peace when you are done"... part of the song.

Dean to John: Listen, um... b-before I go... I want to give you two something. My dad... he, uh... Kept a Hunter's journal, looked just like this. I lived my whole life by that damn thing. Well, this is my Hunter's journal. So if you're gonna stay in this game... This will help guide you through it. 

John: Thank you. 

Dean to Mary: I know you're thinking about quitting Hunting. Believe me, I understand. But you need to do me one favor. Keep an eye out for a yellow-eyed demon. And if you even catch a hint of that son of a bitch... I need you to use this. 

Mary: Your family... did you ever find a version where they had a shot of a happy ending? 

Dean: I think I did. 

John: You never told us your name. 

Dean: Hetfield... James Hetfield. (Hetfield is the lead vocalist, rhythm guitarist, co-founder, and a primary songwriter of heavy metal band Metallica.)

( Nick Drake's "One of These Things First" ) ♪ ♪ (Dean, Bobby and Jack vanish with baby). 

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