#but she still doesnt like actually getting wet

[jonny-b-meowborn]

"what the fuck, father is doing something that makes the ground wet???? I hate when the ground is wet. I should walk all over the wet and investigate"

- my cat, whenever I wash the floors (paraphrased)

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

learnt on radiolab this morning that coldblooded animals cant get fevers which if i had given it 5 seconds of thought i could have figured out on my own however i didnt so that throws a fucking wrench in all of my sickfic doesnt it

[be-good-to-bugs]

yeah ok having my pronouns respectfully feels pretty fuckin good

[arolesbianism]

I've decided that Ako and Tomoe still get to be sibling adjacent in the eternal gales au but like in a comedy of errors kind of way. They've been able to message eachother since they were kids and have picked up a similar but to the left dynamic as in canon but over all the years they've known eachother they've never once realized that the other is an alien. Every oddity has completely flown over their heads and it's not until the other staliens and humans are allowed to contact eachother that they find out and theyre just like :O

[chiscaralight]

Imagine a lowkey perverted reader who can not back up one shit she says and says stuff that's blatantly wrong about sex and Scara, who doesn't call her out, decides to tease her and things get physical <333 after years of knowing her dumbass. So, like, she's genuinely innocent when it comes to it because she's had basic sex ed💀💀💀

i got to this one last bc i actually had to sit and think about it lol😭literally slept on it and came back but i hope i did justice to it!

childhood best friend! scara x reader nsfw.oral f receiving. readers first time. fingering, fluff if you squint.

honestly, scaramouche blames himself. if he had called you out on the bullshit you were saying the first time, he wouldn't have to sit through this now. granted, he thought it was a joke at first, so he played into your little dumb ideology. it's been years, after all. he'd expect to understand your sense of humor. but it's getting frustrating now, because not only are you spewing total garbage, but you're saying it so confidently too? have you even had sex before? because no one with a semi-functioning brain would be saying things like this. but he starts to notice that whenever anything gets physical, you start to shy away.

so he starts to fuck with that pretty head of yours! fingers lingering on your waist when he's moving behind you, hand gripping at your thigh under the table in class. you're trying so hard to act like it doesn't phase you. but he knows you like the back of his hand! which is why he has his face up close to yours as you're both seated on his bed. he's leaning over, centimetres away while his eyes are locked on yours

"scara.."

he doesnt even respond. he just keeps staring at you and its starting to get uncomfortable.

"i lied, i'm sorry."

silence.

"do you think i'm stupid? of course you've been lying. nobody in their right senses would say the shit that you do."

"what the hell do you mean?!"

and he's reminding you of everything you said that was so blatantly wrong. you're dumbfounded. how come nobody ever told you? it's because they're even more idiotic than you are. you're seething with embarrassment when he finishes, looking everywhere except his face. his hand is still planted firmly on your side, fingers dipping inwards as his voice lowers just a bit.

"i can teach you, though."

he's still your best friend, so he'll help you where he can. it's your slow nod that has him shifting closer to you, hand pushing you back as he hovers over you.

his kiss is much softer than you expected. it's long, drawn out until you're able to match up with what he's doing. he can tell you're still scared because he pulls away to tell you to relax before going back in. his knuckle grazes over your clothed nipple and you let out a breath onto his lips. he takes the opportunity to slide his tongue over yours, and you're moving to fist his shirt in your hands.

he trails his fingers down your neck, lips following as he holds it in place. he's sucking at your skin, bruising up and down the exposed patch as he's trying to tug your shirt as far away as possible. you're whining as he pulls back, but he shushes you and takes it off. he's quickly pulling off his own as he starts to attack your chest with wet kisses, biting softly at one nipple while he tugs at the other. your face is squeezed with pleasure, soft gasps leaving your parted lips as his hand is deserting your sensitive bud to sit right above your soaked slit.

his movements are extremely calculated, eyes watching every reaction you give him as his tongue runs along your clit over and over again. his fingers are also curling inside you, but you just seem so sensitive, the way your back is arching off the bed, face red as one hand is tangled in his hair while the other poorly stifles your moans, he can feel his cock pressing hard into the bed. your sounds are getting more frantic, hips pressing down onto his face as you cum embarrassingly hard. the stupid smirk he has on his face isn't helping, but dare not say anything about it.

his lips are soft against the side of your face when he bottoms out in you. he's waiting for you, face turned in concern when your body stills entirely. the okay you give him is barely a whisper, but he hums against your skin as he starts to move. and he knows he should be focusing on you, making sure you're okay, but you feel so fucking tight around him, he's about to lose his shit. he's fighting every demon in his body now telling him to absolutely ruin you, but the second you tell him to speed up, he's pushing your legs up so he can hit into you just right. you can't even say his name properly now! you've never felt this good before. nails almost ripping at the sheets from how hard you're holding them. he's letting one of your legs hit the bed so he can slot his head right beside your lips, and those gorgeous moans of yours are making him twitch inside of you. you're wrapping an arm around his neck, crashing his lips to yours as you can feel that sensation bubbling deep in you again.

and when you come this time, it's loud and long. he never stopped rolling his hips into you, not even after he came. only until you're almost begging him to stop the overstimulation that he groans and pulls out. your vision is hazy and his body is heavy against yours, you can't help but smile. you have an actual story to tell now. and a damn good one at that.

[tarrynightss]

heyyyy 😻💗 (girls before requesting the nastiest shit)

ok so sukuna fcking reader (fem preferably but can be gn too) so hard just she doesnt feel pleasure it hurts, like shes not crying shes BAWLIN' her eyes out, shes begging for him to stop and then she actually cant cum she just shakes and shakes and then hes actually stopping like a cute aftercare with him reader just cries in his arms (a little) because it hurts.

(ovbiously only if you are ok with it)

thankss 💗

Heyyy 🤭 Oh hell yeah I’m down, a nice caring moment with Sukuna.

Tags: Smut, rough sex, hint of dacryphilia, stopping sex because of pain, comfort, aftercare

Pairing: Sukuna x fem!reader

Your hands balled in the sheets in front of you, your back arching as Sukuna fucked into you from behind in wet slaps. The strength of his thrusts would’ve shoved you forward if it wasn’t for his hands firmly holding you in place, high pitched moans spilling from your lips as pleasure built inside you. His cock hits perfectly every time.

Sukuna shifts to have one hand grip onto your hair, harshly pulling you up till your back almost reaches his chest. The new angle makes him slide deeper, causing him to growl against your neck. The sensation of his hot breath followed by his teeth digging into the soft skin makes your eyelids flutter, lost in it till a sharp thrust pulls you out. You try to shake off the sting you felt, but as he continues thrusting harshly into you, it happens over and over again, stealing the breath from your lungs.

“S-Sukuna,” you whimper out, one hand weakly moving back to push at his hips.

It feels like he’s going uncomfortably deep, making you grit your teeth whenever he bottoms out with a loud slap. The sharp pain has tears form in your eyes, squeezed out when he tugs at your hair fast and hard. The cry you let out doesn’t sound too out of place, only managing to spur Sukuna on as he bites down on your neck till you’re sure a delicate bruise is blooming there. You try to shift the position slightly, but he holds you too firmly, and more and more tears flow from your eyes till your chest is heaving. Your pussy throbs painfully, all traces of pleasure gone as you can only feel the pain now.

“S-shit,” you shake in his grasp as you try to form words, your lips wobbling. You’re full on sobbing now, but not from the usual intense pleasure.

Sukuna is completely oblivious to your pain, lost in the haze of his own pleasure and not noticing anything out of the ordinary yet.

“Stop!” The words burst from your mouth. “Stop please, Sukuna!”

You feel him freeze against you for a second, his body going rigid before he quickly pulls out of you. His hand lets go of your hair and he swiftly puts you on your knees on the bed, his features warped by worry.

“What happened? Are you hurt?”

You’re still heaving, fat tears falling from your eyes as you try to catch your breath. Not getting an answer from you, he carefully spreads your folds with his fingers, examining if he can see any injuries or blood. He relaxes slightly when he notices none, but still there’s something obviously wrong for you to react this way. He lays down on the bed and pulls you against him, making you lay on your side and cuddle up against his chest.

His hand strokes over your hair, shushing you gently. “Breathe, my sweet, you need to breathe.”

It takes a few more minutes of crying in his arms until slowly, you start calming down, the pain still present but now more of a dull throb. You wipe a hand over your face, embarrassment heating it as you realize how badly you freaked out.

“S-Sorry. Sorry, I didn’t mean to panic that badly,” you mumble out.

Sukuna quirks an eyebrow at you, his arm wrapping tighter around your waist. “I don’t care about that. Are you alright?”

You testingly squeeze your thighs together, relieved to find that the pain doesn’t get worse when you do. You nod. “Yeah, I think so. I’m not sure what happened, but somehow it really hurt when you changed positions.”

He hums as he takes in your words, a contemplative look on his face. “I see.”

A silence blooms between the two of you, and you interpret it as him being displeased. You bite your lip before springing to your knees, your hand sliding teasingly over his bare chest. “I can go again now. It’s fine.” You form a sheepish smile on your face despite the still present throbbing between your legs.

A deep frown etches its way onto his face at that, and he slightly sits up. “No, it’s not. I like seeing you cry on my cock but not because you’re hurting, so lay down.”

Sukuna is never one to mince words, making you feel both more embarrassed and relieved that he’s not expecting you to go again. When you lay down, he’s on you in a matter of seconds, pressing a kiss against your lips before trailing his mouth further downward, keeping eye contact with you as he does so.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbles the words against your flesh over and over again as he trails from your chin down to your stomach. It’s a rarity to hear him say it once, nevermind so many times in a row.

The kisses aren’t heated like they usually are when he moves down your body like this, instead intensely gentle. You watch with wide eyes as he stops right at your mount, giving the plush flesh a long, loving kiss before apologizing again. Your heart flutters in your chest, all negative emotions swiftly fading as you watch him. When he moves back up your body, he kisses you again, cupping your face in his hands.

His intense red gaze pierces yours as he holds you. “What do you need? Say it and you’ll have it.”

You know he means it. You could say the most ridiculous thing out there right now and he’d stomp out to make it happen.

Your smile widens, sliding a hand through his soft hair. “Maybe we can take a bath? It still hurts a bit and maybe the warmth can help.”

He nods and swiftly picks you up, making you giggle as he carries you to the bathroom like royalty. Sukuna makes sure everything is how you like it, sitting behind you to function as your pillow as he watches some bathbomb fizz and color the water a deep shade of purple. He doesn’t get all of this necessarily, but that doesn’t matter. As long as you’re getting comfortable, then he’s satisfied, resting his chin on the top of your head and massaging your lower stomach gently with his fingers.

[hitomisuzuya]

hii, this is my first time asking, how is ur day/night?? i hope its going well and youre getting the rest you deserve!

could you consider like..fluffy smut with the three versions of scara? where the reader is rlly shy and inexperienced and she doesnt think shes good enough to be dating them, but they comfort her in the form of stuffing her full and making her writhe uncontrollably on the bed <33

pls and thank youu! (its okay if you dont do it)

Foursome. Soft comfort smut. Lots of praise. Cunnilingus. Creampie. Scaramouche x fem!reader Wanderer x fem!reader Kunikuzushi x fem!reader.

I was blushing the whole time I wrote this. My night is going pretty okay ❤️

You felt inadequate. They could tell from the look in your eyes. They couldn't understand why you would feel that way when it was actually the other way around. You were so far out of their league. They were determined to quell your anxieties, each in their own way.

Kunikuzushi was moaning in bliss, his tongue sloppily licking between your drooling folds. His fingertips brushed over your hips lovingly. You let out a loud gasp of pleasure as he pressed and swirled his tongue in slow circles around your clit.

He held your cunt against his mouth when you bucked up him suddenly, his lips latching to suck on your clit. He kept his eyes focused on yours, watching your face contort in pleasure as you writhed.

"You taste so good," Kunikuzushi swept his tongue down inside of you, swirling it between your walls before licking back up to your clit, "you'll taste even sweeter when you cum," He put his lips around your clit again rutting his cock into the mattress. He always got so hard just from tasting you.

Your moans rose in octave, your body twitching as Kunikuzushi built up an intense toe curling orgasm. You pressed his mouth into your cunt, bucking your hips up as he vibrated a blissful moan on your clit.

"You sound so pretty when you are about to cum," Wanderer said, capturing your lips in a deep, open mouthed kiss. He curled and glided his tongue around yours, only pulling away to hear your moans as you squirted on Kunikuzushi's tongue.

Kunikuzushi stroked the inside of your thighs, eagerly lapping up your release. He kitten licked your clit, nursing you through your orgasm.

Scaramouche was quick to take Kunikuzushi's place between your legs. He licked a long line up and down your cunt. "The only sweet I can stand," He groaned before spreading your legs. He pressed the tip of his cock against your still sensitive clit. You mewled, rolling your hips up to glide it over your clit.

He smeared precum around it, coating his cock in your slick before slowly pushing inside of you. He hissed in pleasure as his cock slid between your walls. "So warm, and wet," He pulled out, cutting off your moan of protest as thrust back inside of you, bottoming out with a slow snap of his hips.

"So tight, and all for me," Scaramouche set a slow pace, kissing his cock firmly into your sweet spot. His lips kissed a soft line down your jaw to your neck, the sensation of his lips making you shiver.

"Good girl, so responsive," He praised, reaching down to rub your clit. Your walls clamped tight around his cock, your moans and cries of pleasure driving him to fuck himself deeper inside of you. He was determined to fuck his praise into you.

Kunikuzushi had moved to rest your head in his lap, his hands stroking your hair as Wanderer licked and sucked on your nipples. If Kunikuzushi got to make you cum first, then Scaramouche was going to be the first to cum inside of you.

He pinched and rubbed your clit to stimulate you, Wanderer's tongue swirling around your nipples sent more jolts of pleasure to your clit. Kunikuzushi stroked your cheek as you cried out, your body shaking as your second orgasm made you come undone.

Scaramouche's cock throbbed, his cum spilling inside of you, his husky moans mingling with yours. He rubbed your clit to help you ride out your high, pulling out of you to watch his cum seep from your hole.

Wanderer scooped it up on his fingers, pushing it back inside of you. You hadn't come down from your second orgasm, feeling his cock stretch your walls apart again, the dull ache of overstimulation setting in. You choked back a sob of pleasure as his cock kissed into your sweet spot.

He pushed one your legs up towards your chest, leaning down to suck and bite hickies on your neck. Wanderer knew it wouldn't be long until you cummed again. His pace was a bit harsher than Scaramouche's, but still soft and thorough.

"That's my good girl," Wanderer purred, nuzzling his face into your neck, "let it all out," You writhed underneath him, tears stinging your eyes. You could barely form coherent words around your pleasured cries.

Kunikuzushi's thumbs swiped away your tears. "You look so pretty when you cry for us." Scaramouche's fingers on your clit again made you suddenly squirt on Wanderer's cock. Your sensitive walls continued to flutter and clamp gummy on his cock as his cum ribboned inside of you.

Kunikuzushi spread of precum from the head of his cock on your lips, smiling seeing your eyes hazy in a state of fucked out bliss. "Do you understand now? We want you and only you," He moved so that Scaramouche could rest your head in his lap.

Kunikuzushi pushed Wanderer's cum back inside of you with two fingers, giving your clit a few kitten licks before pushing his cock inside of you, praising you for taking the three of them so well.

[kumezyzo]

could you do a bf!sapnap headcanons (sfw & nsfw) seeing reader for the first time? she’s a faceless streamer and they’ve been dating for around 6 months and sapnap really wants to see her face and is reeeaaalllyyyy attracted to her, like off the charts attracted to her? <3

also can I be 🎀 anon?

thank you for requesting! ofc you can be 🎀anon 💜💜 this is very spencer reid and maeve donovan vibes

okay, note after I've fully written this, and i interpreted the 'dating for six months' as not in a relationship but talking/not technically bf!sapnap yet but is still referred to as bf!sapnap.... im sorry if that throws it off for you... or if i didnt wrote this in a way that doesnt make sense... mb

anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list

bf!sapnap who loved hearing you speak when he didnt know what you looked like.

bf!sapnap who would send you voice messages to entice you to do the same.

bf!sapnap who hopes you get comfortable enough with him to show him your face

bf!sapnap feels his heart soar when he sees your face for the first time. he already had an image in his mind of what you looked like. but actually seeing you was ten times better.

bf!sapnap who wants to meet you as soon as he knows what you look like. not because he's superficial and wanted to wait until he saw what you looked like. but because he knows you're comfortable enough around him. he just wants to finally be able to hold you, feel you, kiss you.

bf!sapnap who just takes in your physical appearance the first time he sees you. he practically has heart eyes holding your face and hes examing everything about you from your lashes to the texture of your skin. hes seeing it for the first time in a way that isnt behind highly defined pixels.

bf!sapnap who kisses you for the first time. he feels butterflies in his stomach and his face turns bright red at the idea of being with someone as pretty as you. it makes him feel special.

bf!sapnap who thinks you look so much better in person. like the screen of his phone distorted your beauty.

bf!sapnap cant get over the way you style your clothes to fit your body, the way you hold yourself, the way you walk. he doesnt understand how someone could be so attractive.

bf!sapnap who can barely contain himself when hes around you. but he after all this time, he cant stand not being around you.

bf!sapnap who waits for you to initiate anything sexual with you. especially after experiencing you getting comfortable enough to even show him your face, he almost doesnt wait.

but he wants to be with you in such an intimate moment. his mind is wandering and he tries so hard to keep the ideas as just ideas.

bf!sapnap who tries to hold back the first time you have sex.

he's practically shaking by the time he's hovering over you, taking in your appearance in the way for the first time. he's restraining himself, keeping his head as clear as possible.

bf!sapnap who almost cums as soon as he's inside of you.

he has to think of anything else than your body, the way you moaned when he bottomed out, the way you're subconsciously squeezing him. his face is buried in your neck and taking deep breaths. but even your smell is making it hard for him.

bf!sapnap who starts fucking you slowly but doesnt change the pace. for his own sake.

"nick..." you moan softly, playing with the hair on the back of his head as he thrusts slowly. he hums into your neck. "nick... faster... please."

"shit... okay, baby..." he tells you, moving fast enough to feel different. but not enough for how long you've waited for this.

"babe... just fuck me," you whisper in his ear, hoping to get a reaction out of him. "i need you to fuck me..."

bf!sapnap who practically loses his mind at your words. It's like a switch inside of him flips. and your moans are what is fueling him to keep going.

"shit peach..." he says when he sees how your face is just as fucked out as he feels. his thighs are covered in a mixture of your cum and his. every thrust sounds wet and loud, sending butterflies straight to your core. "so fucking pretty.

bf!sapnap who has you sore and aching the next morning. but he will hold you with such a dopey smile on his face, kissing all over your soft face.

"you're so cute," he tells you when hes kissing the hickies he left on your chest. your keep whining in embarrassment, hiding your face from the way he looked up at you so lovingly.

"im sore," you tell him as he makes his way down to your thighs. he scoffs and spreads them softly, kissing your inner thighs. he smiles at how your flinch when he runs a finger through the folds of your pussy.

"youre so cute, peach."

lowkey hated my writing in this. im sorry its such ass. -nony

[ghxstyfae]

Anxious attachment ☆ C.B

Themes: anxiety, angst with comfort, unknown name of main character, unreasonable anxiety, major separation anxiety, toxic(ish) relatshionship if you squint, attachment issues, mentions of dacryphilia kink if you squint, baby as a nickname, sweetheart as a nickname

Masterlist

Colby had only been gone for a couple days, and they called everynight, but it wasn't enough. Tommorow, she thought, Tommorow he'll be home. She was laying in his bed, wearing his xplr t- shirt and his boxers. She missed him. She needed him. Kat had come by earlier, but understood that she didn't want to talk.

Although most didn't understand, Colby and her friends knew about the incredibly close bond they shared. They knew about her anxiety, and about how she was incredibly codependent with Colby, so most didnt try to bother her too much.

It felt like she was grieving him even though he was alive and well, just states away. (Well, actually, hes about fifteen minutes away from his apartment, but she didnt know that.) What could she possibly do for a whole other day without him? Netflix isnt an option because she watched all her favorite shows with Colby, Obviously. And she didnt like leaving the house without Colby or atleast knowing hes able to come get her. He doesnt like me leaving either. The thought filled her with warmth. He liked having her, he liked her. They had been together for almost two years and yet she still felt like a giddy thirteen-year-old with a crush whenever she thought of him.

The pillow (Colby's pillow) was soaked in tears, and she couldnt help but get upset with herself over that fact. Colby didnt like her wasting tears when he wasn't around to see. Colby says im pretty when i cry. As she was about to collapse back down, eager to sleep away a couple hours without him, she heard a key unlocking the door, semi-quietly.

It had to be Kat. She was the only one who had a key that wasnt hours away. She loved Katrina, but she didnt think she could form a proper sentence. She decided to just pretend she had already been napping before Kat came in the room.

She didnt hear Kat call out like she normally does, maybe she figured i would be sleeping? She thought to herself as the door creaked open. The bed dipped and a familar, warm hand brushed away some of her hair.

"Hey baby." Colby's soft voice murmured. He rubbed her hairline a bit. As soon as she recognized that it was Colby, she practically jumped out from under the blankets.

Basically latched onto his side, tears ran freely out of her eyes as she gave him wet kisses all over the cheek.

"Your back! Your back!" Colby chuckled and rubbed her nape gently.

"Im back, Baby." He kissed her. Her face was buried in the side of his neck while she muffled out a question he couldn't make out. "Whats that sweetheart?" He asked as he scooped her up easily, bringing her out to the living room/kitchen and placing her on a bar stool, still wrapped in his blanket.

"How was your trip?" She repeated. They moved into their regular routine easily, as if his return had made the stars align. Colby poured two cups of orange juice and slid one to her before leaning over the counter to answer her.

"Well..."

[everythingmp3]

some nsfw headcanons for adult Van

just some of my ideas for her, whatever came to mind when I imagined her with a lover, a younger partner specifically <3 most of the points are rather elaborate bc I just wrote it all down the way it came to me! (minors dni)

I think despite what people might assume, adult Van is not silly during sex, she will laugh or smile here and there, for sure, but she needs it to be deeeep, in every way.

slow sex. Van loves intense, slow intimacy. she never understood the appeal of being pounded at an insane pace, she wants to feel everything in full! she likes it hard at times, but not rushed or too fast, thats a turn-off, she wants it to be sensual, like making out during missionary or breathing into each others open mouths, whispering confessions of love while you’re close to orgasm, etc.

neither of you planned on it but: you had sex on the first date. the evening went so well that it just happened naturally - you came back to her place after dinner for a drink and assumed that you might make out and leave it at that but no: you had such undeniable chemistry that you ended up fucking on her couch. smiling at each other kinda shyly afterwards bc it got so intense all of a sudden

she bruises very easily. and you definitely take advantage of it.. it doesnt take much for you to leave your mark and you know she likes it when you get possessive, so you often leave love bites on her thighs or her chest or her stomach (or when youre feeling a bit reckless on her neck)

she was a bit nervous before trying to trib with you for the first time but she got addicted so fast.. I think she prefers sex acts that don’t involve penetration on her part, so tribbing is a dream for Van- to get pleasured at the same time as you, to feel you wet against herself, she gets pathetic in that position, almost cries from the feeling sometimes when it gets too intense..

kinda related to that, I think shes big into dry-humping, like to a point of coming while still dressed. sometimes you’ll just make out and grind against each other until you think wait.. did we just finish without undressing..

likes to eat you out through your underwear, she loves teasing and messing around for a while before actually getting to it, loveees the build-up and the feeling of arousal without instant release (she wants to be soaked and shaking with need before actually getting fucked, and does it to you too)

spitting. listen.. she is submissive and you spitting in her mouth is a sure way for her to do whatever the fuck you want after, literally anything. the first time you did it she almost lost her fucking mind (she begged you to do it again bc she loves everything about it, the taste, the feeling)

she has a thing for you being a bit rough with her. one time you jokingly held her by her chin to make her look into your eyes but it wasnt a joke to her.. so that definitely came up again in bed.

you don’t do it often but she loves to watch you masturbate.. something about watching you touch yourself just makes her mind go blank. it arouses her to a worrying degree when she sees you rub yourself while moaning lightly, she is soaked by the end like she is obsessed.

^ one time it definitely lead to her begging you to sit on her face and get off again because she just had to be smothered and held down to get the intense need for you out of her system (she’s the type to get pathetic about it and whine and touch herself to get some kind of release, while youre riding her face)

fingers in her mouth. you like when she does it to you too but when you do it to her.. its not just flirty and playful, it’s very intense bc she is so turned on by it and you know it (if she is already worked up thats a move that will really give her the final push towards oblivion)

I think she loves being talked to during sex - even something as simple as “so pretty” while shes near orgasm might just push her over the edge bc she really craves that kind of praise from you! if you talk to her in a soft, low tone while pleasing her.. it’s done, she’s all yours, to do with however you please

Van loves pet names during sex! the intense romantic nature of it! when she is topping and you call her "baby" in a whiny tone, it is pure bliss for her, makes her even more eager to please

she is really into “I missed you” - sex. when you’ve been apart for a while and you sigh “I missed you so much” while you’re in the middle of fucking.. she might just propose after. it’s beyond hot to her, Van is a romantic at heart and deep feelings during sex turn her on beyond belief

I think Van is for sure into bush! she doesn’t understand the hairless beauty standard at all, she loves the look and feel of hair down there, it’s always been sexy to her. body hair in general is never ever an issue for her, quite the opposite

shes a tits person, I’ve said that before, so I think tit-sucking is a huge turn on for her, both giving and receiving, she loves how it feels, she loves how it looks when you kiss and lick over her chest, loves the intimate feel of it, having her fingers in your hair while you do it - also loves having your tits in her face, in general, kissing them, sucking, biting, whatever, she loves it all, doesnt even have to be during sex, she also enjoys slipping her hand under your shirt at night in bed just to feel them

hear me out.. eating her out from the back. I think she’d be shy about it at first, maybe even tell herself that thats a bit too much to ask of you, but once you do it, shes gone, shes overwhelmed, fully obsessed, a bit embarrassed by how fucking desperate she sounds bc its just that hot to her

loves you on top, for sure!! sometimes Van just wants to lean back and shower you in praise while you give her a good show - she’s not the type to get rough or grip your hips to guide them, she might do things like hold you by your waist or squeeze your tits, but for the most part she wants you to move freely and to make yourself feel as good as possible while she gets to watch in awe <3

one thing she didn’t realize that she liked before you: middle of the night sex/making out. one time you woke up and pulled her closer and realized that she was also awake, so you started feeling her up a bit, all sleepy and lazy, which quickly turned into half-awake soft touching under your pajama pants, groping through your shirt, and a satisfied smile on both of your faces when you fell back asleep after. (she definitely told you “feel free to do that again” the next morning)

when she really loves someone I think she loves how they smell after they have sweat a bit. she loves it when you come to her place after spending a day out in the sun and she can smell your natural scent really well, it is addictive to her.. she will bury her face in your neck when you hug her hello and take a very deep breath (before really getting to it and savoring it in full - getting all over you, kissing and licking your body wherever she wants)

a touch of exhibitionism. nothing crazy, but one time you were over at her friend’s place for dinner and went to the bathroom for a moment - without making sure the door was locked - so somebody walked in on you, and you could tell afterwards from Vans smug smile and the flush on her face that she wasn’t ashamed, that she kinda liked it: being seen with you. she loves to show you off, so it makes sense that she doesnt mind when people catch a little glimpse/briefly hear the sounds of you two

she learned a thing or two during her years of only ever hooking up with people, instead of actually dating them, so she definitely knows what she’s doing when you’re on the receiving end, there’s a skilled ease to her movements that turns you on

might sound obvious but she loves to have her fingers inside of you, or just on you tbh, teasing your whole outside area and feeling the wetness, looves getting nasty with it and licking some of it off her fingers before continuing - Van always wants to feel the physical evidence of your arousal all over her hands/mouth, loves when you make a mess for her, the type to get super turned on from the sight of your soaked-through underwear (if you’re the kind of person who might squirt.. yeah she’s losing her fucking mind, good luck handling that)

she is very communicative! whenever you seem intrigued by a certain sexual thing, even just mildly, she presses on and gets curious, saying things like "you think you’d like that? or is it just hot in theory?". she’s always open to try new things, down to do whatever you might enjoy, Van likes it when you two can just talk about it all without holding back or feeling shy at all

she has a thing for authority. I think especially with an age difference, she is really turned on by it when you get commanding with her - you’ll randomly give her an order or a stern "don´t." when she’s doing something that´s pissing you off, and it will always without a fail get to her. if you look at her after you’ve made out standing up and tell her "kneel.".. followed by an impatient "go on" when she’s looking at you from down below, Van will be in heaven

even simple things like "look at me" or "keep doing that" or "come here" during sex are huge turn-ons for her, I think, literally any order from you is hot to her

I think she likes to be bent over. not even just in the bedroom or when youre using a strap, imagine: Van is in the kitchen, it’s late, she’s in clothes that give you easy access, so you come up from behind her and feel her up while she’s standing by the counter, which ends in you telling her to brace herself against it, you pressed against her back, pushing your hand into her underwear and jerking her off while breathing against her neck.

in general I think it is a huge turn-on for her to feel you behind herself in a sexual context, makes her feel vulnerable and almost prey-like in a delicious way. in bed you might wrap your arms around her from behind and grab her tits or place a hand on her throat and whisper sweet things to her to get her all worked up before getting down to it (also, she’d like cuddle-fucking for sure, with herself int the position of little spoon at least half the time)

her sex-drive is higher than people would guess bc she isn’t pushy about it, and it’s really hot to you that you know Van is often just waiting for you to initiate, patient and eager. it almost never occurs that youre in the mood and she isn’t

the years before getting into a relationship with you, she often wanted hookups to just be fast and efficient, so you were the person to open her eyes to the fact that she can in fact have multiple orgasms in a row - one time you were done eating her out and just kept touching her and she quickly came again, and out of curiosity you just didn’t stop and sure enough she came a third time. she’s the type to take a while to finish, but once the dam is broken she can keep going

I think you come faster but Van comes harder. she needs some time to really get there but once she does, she is more of a mess than you (she likes to joke about how her age makes it harder for her to take it as well as you do)

she is not that into toys but I could see her enjoying a double-ended one for sure! I think she could easily get very turned on from you two being penetrated at the same time, face to face, watching each other move and lose it, she would love the feeling of shared vulnerability I think

some people like hate-sex after a fight, not her though, Van much prefers make-up sex. if she has done something to upset you, she will give you some space and then come up to you all sweet and apologetic, overly submissive - it turns her on the feel like she’s being punished sexually, so you might play into that and pull her hair harder than usual when she gives you head after a fight

I think she is surprisingly shy about her sexual past and you like to mess with her sometimes - asking her things like "did you ever fuck around with a date in here?" while you’re in her car, or jokingly guessing her body count and putting the number way too high on purpose, which makes her say sth like "oh wow, so you think I was the town slut before we met, huh?", you just giving her a shrug and saying "hey nothing wrong with that". secretly Van likes it, but still, she keeps most of her past to herself, you dont get any juicy details out of her. (unlike you she doesn’t ask you about your history bc she’d get way too jealous for sure..)

okay that’s all for now <3

[curvykittyyssmutfics]

Womanizer ft. Geto

womanizer!Geto is very much aware of how fine he is. Struts through the school with his head and nose way to fuckin high in the air. You think the hungry way the girls look at him might actually feed his energy, he seems to literally level up from it and its absolutely ridiculous. But don't think he doesn't notice how your burning gaze rake over him before you pretend it has no effect on you.

womanizer!Geto even though he's hella cocky, still has a soft heart; just doesn't want anyone to about it. Whether it's of monetary value or not, he'll help any way he can. Suguru might be sex on a stick and confident as fuck but he isn't heartless. Only Saturo knows this side of him.. Till one night when he tried to play match maker and end up spilling the beans to you.

womanizer!Geto isn't just a pretty face, so doesn't like his girls brainless. Unless its cause of his cock ofcourse. He doesn't keep em long but expects to get a bit familiar before he tries to hit. Doesn't think anyone not pursuing a higher knowledge is really worth his time. Interesting lil fact: of all the years Suguru's known you, he swiftly peeps how intelligent you are and always been.

womanizer!Geto obviously loves attention from the ladies. Like waaay too much. Turns you off matter fact. And he notices. Which is weird. Cause he usually only notices when women throw themselves at his feet. "Goin to Geto's party inna few weeks? Come on, hang with us? Could use another pretty face there." Suguru over hears Satoru ask you after class. "Hmmm.. Maybe. Though I think you two horny sluts have enough eye candy on the menu." You answer with a eye roll. "Me? We? Sluts?" He feigns ignorance as you shake your head laughing. Meanwhile, Suguru wonders when in the world has he ever thought bein called a slut was arousing cause.. His dicks startin to chub.

womanizer!Geto isnt really into easy women. Most of the cute lil thangs from school put out just watchin that talented tongue swipe across his bottom lip. Knows he doesn't have to do much work and sometimes that puts him off. He doesn't even like to talk with a woman if he doesn't think he's gonna hit but nothin gets his dick softer than a girl that open her legs to him before she even knows his name. Funny though.. Suguru notices you don't date. At all. Kinda wonders what it would take to get a chance with your pretty ass. So he asks you one day while you guys practice sparring. "Y/n, how long have we known each other?" Straightening from your fighting stance, absolutely befuddled as you answer. "Bout 5+ years, as you already know. Why?" Suguru steps closer, trailing his index finger down your cheek. "Cause I wanna know why in the 5 years that you've known me, you've never given me a chance." You tsk at him. Is he serious? "Boy, ya dick been in every one under the sun." You're response throws him off, makes him chuckle as he thinks about your words. You ain't lyin. He uses protection though.

womanizer!Geto has always had a high sex drive. Except lately. He just doesn't know why he can't get it up when he's not thinkin about you. Hasn't been interested in any of his usual conquests lately. To add to the madness, jerking offs become a pain in the ass if he doesnt let you swim into his thoughts. So he sulks and pouts about it in class one day- till he sees heading to your seat. Suguru's dark eyes are glued to how your tits slightly jiggle in your robe as you walk. Man, would bet every single penny he had that you're fuckin gorgeous everywhere. "Hi, y/n" "Hey, Sugu! Wassup?" Oh shit.. No, no, no, no.. Cute way you say his name, moist pretty plump lips, and that fuckin body.. His dick. His dick is definitely what's up right now.

womanizer!Geto usually has a harem of cute girls following him around like puppies. Not the night of his party, he trails after you like one instead. "Come on y/n, just gimme a chance." He a bit tipsy so you continuously evade him. You're soakin wet from dodging Suguru's advances, his nasty words and exploring fingers. So you head into the kitchen to poor yourself a drink and gets some space. Unfortunately for you he meets you there and you groan at his persistence. "Geto, quit it. You're just horny. And there's plenty of fuck toys round here for you to play with. So beat it." You grumble. Suguru whines at your rejection, cornering you as you try to side step him. "Don't like when you're mean to me. Or when you call me that." He lies through his teeth. Only one of those two sentences are true. "Fine, Sugu. Happy? Now go find one of your playthings. Fuckin manwhore." Okay now hes perplexed, your mean words having the same effect when you called him a slut. Suguru thinks you should know since it's your fault. He pins you to the counter, pressing his hard dick into you. You gasp, fingers gripping into the sides of his shirt, havin to fight not to let your eyes flutter shut at his bulge pressuring your tingly clit. "Can't, y/n. Dick never gets hard for them anymore. Have fucked in weeks. Can't even cum without you on my mind. Help me out, baby pleeaase." You've never seen him so desperate, pawing at your backside as he sticks his face in your neck. Won't stop dry humping and licking you as he inhales your scent. "Sugu-" He cuts you off, pleas wearing you down real quick. "Promise I can make you feels so good. Know how to make that lil kitty purr, baby. Lemme show you?" You're eyes trail off over his shoulder as you think about it. Fuck, why not? He's the most wanted attraction in town, how could not get a ride too? You accidently catch Saturo's gaze. Grin wide when he does a peace sign, sticking his tongue between the two fingers and wiggling it. He points at Suguru and gives you a thumbs up, signalling how good his BFF's pussy eating skills are. Shit, that seals the deal; you def need a demonstration. "Fine, Sugu." You feign irritation, pushin him back and pullin him towards his bedroom. "Better not disappoint me. Not gonna get another chance, playboy." Promises of your pleasure spill from Suguru's lips as you drag him by his t-shirt, him secretly hoping you'll continue your lil mean act while riding his cock.

[cult-of-the-eye]

MAG 91 BABEYYYYY

TEAAAA

Omg why does mike crew sound kinda hot tho

I know he's probably just refusing tea cause he doesn't trust Mike crew but I like to think it's also cause it's not made by Martin lol

He's stressed cause the last time he fucking talked to an avatar he got his hand burned off and he's not expecting Mike to be so...normal

Bro didn't think he'd get this far he didn't prepare his questions dumbass

Oh my god the AIR fuck

And I was trying to be polite OH HE'S SO COOL ACTUALLY

Why do I kind of love seeing Jon being battered around like this

Hmm I would've thought the vast was the idea of not knowing, not knowing exactly how deep something will go, not knowing your place in the world

You need to learn some respect???? Oh my god

"Fed that which feeds me" that's such a good way of putting it

"I'm not usually the sort for speeches" god he seems so human oh my god the guy just wants be left alone while throwing people off skyscrapers

BRO STILL DOESNT LISTEN. LEAVE.

I didn't get the mike crew stans before but now I absolutely do I would let that man throw me off a skyscraper

DAISYYYYYY AHHHHHHHHHHHH

My favourite corrupt detective 😘

The way she goes from "he" to "it"

Oh my god did she shoot him???

THE CIGARETTES...THE LIGHTERRRRR

The way he's more stressed about the fact that the tape recorder appeared than literally daisy tonner

THE CHOKING NOISES

BASIRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

God they're such lesbians

The way daisy is trying to convince basira that she only kills monsters, she's still sort of justified, maybe even good

Oh my god daisy hates being manipulated, she's always in control and someone has reached into her mind to make her do something and she hates it

She's also so smart she'd put it together way before everyone else did and she decided to do something about it, maybe in like a really bad way but at least shes trying

Call me number one daisy tonner apologist with these comments lol

"for god's sake look at him!" That's so funny girl was really like you think Jonathan Sims resident whimpering wet cat of man could murder two people???????

Oh my god they're literally using him as a fucking lie detector

AND JON GOES ALONG

I guess it's cause he also really wants to prove his innocence and find out if it really was Elias

Bro has no survival instincts he just does not give a shit

GRAB A SPADE she's so nonchalant about it

NOOOO MIKE

NO I GET TO KNOW HIM AND NOW HE'S DEAD

NOOOOOOOO

God fucking cliffhanger man

[miasmaghoul]

Miasma, im a lil sick and if its not too much to ask could i get a lil fic of sick dew with mountain and swiss and cumulus taking care of dew? It'd mean a lot 🥺🥺❤️❤️. (Ty in advance for your consideration)

Sick little guy ahoy.

I hope you feel better soon! ♡

"Has anyone seen Dew this morning?" Cumulus pokes her head into the common room, searching for a telltale blond head.

Mountain shakes his head, not looking up from the pan of eggs he's in the middle of scrambling.

"Not yet," he rumbles, cracking some pepper into his breakfast. "He missed sunrise."

Well that's concerning; Dew never misses his early morning coffee with Mountain and they all know it. A grunt sounds from the couch, and Swiss's head appears over the arm of it.

"Haven't seen him since yesterday," he says, stifling a yawn. It's still early, and Swiss has never been a morning person. "Why, he owe you money or somethin'?" Cumulus rolls her eyes.

"He's supposed to help me organize the storehouse today," she informs them, watching Mountain pluck a few fresh chives from the base of one of his horns. He snips them into the pan, and her mouth waters. Mountain makes the best eggs. "I can't find him anywhere. I think he's hiding from me."

Swiss snorts out a laugh, shoving himself up and stretching both arms over his head.

"Sounds about right," he scratches at his chest, sauntering towards the kitchenette to steal a sausage link from the plate Mountain has prepared. He earns a wooden spoon to the knuckles for his trouble, but it's not enough to dissuade him. Mountain grumbles, but doesnt whack him again. Swiss plants a wet kiss on his cheek in thanks. "You check his room?" He leans against the counter, munching on his prize. Cumulus nods.

"I knocked," she confirms, crossing both arms over her chest, "he didn't answer." Swiss rolls his eyes, smirking.

"C'mon, Lus," he chides, popping the rest of the sausage into his mouth and licking grease from his thumb. "You really think he'd answer if he's hiding?"

That's...a fair point, actually. Cumulus pinches the bridge of her nose. She'd like it noted that it is still very early, and she can't be blamed for her brain not firing on all cylinders.

"You're probably right," she sighs, running manicured fingers through her curls. "I guess I'll go try again."

"Do you want breakfast first?" Mountain asks it over his shoulder, stirring a spoonful of creme fraiche into his eggs. "It's just about ready."

"I'll be right back," she assures him, giving the pair a wave. Hopefully with a grumpy little fire ghoul in tow. Swiss pushes away from the counter and pads his way over.

"I'll come with," he offers, "in case you need backup." Mountain trills in discontent and Swiss ruffles his hair, gives him a chuckle. "Hush, grasshopper. We'll be back before you know it."

Mountain grumbles regardless, but doesn't argue further. Swiss hooks an arm around her shoulders and Cumulus does the same to his waist, the pair of them striding down the hall towards the stairs that will take them to the dorms.

"It's not like Dew to miss sunup," Cumulus murmurs after a moment, chewing the inside of her cheek. She can count on one hand the number of times this has happened, and it's never been for anything good.

"I wouldn't worry," Swiss replies, giving her shoulder a squeeze, "you know how he gets when it comes to chores."

That much is true. If anyone is going to shirk duties, it's Dewdrop. Cumulus hums, but something in her isn't convinced. There's an unease in her belly, something not quite right. She doesn't speak on it though, the rest of their short journey made in silence. Soon enough, she's knocking on the little ghoul's door once again.

"Dew?" Cumulus calls through thick oak, Swiss leaning against the wall nearby. "You in there, sugar?" There's no response, and that wiggly feeling in her stomach grows.

"C'mon, firecracker," Swiss says, louder than Cumulus had been, "rise 'n shine, you got shit to do!" He wiggles the doorknob, but it doesn't move. Locked.

"I don't think he's here," Cumulus mumbles. Swiss is less convinced.

"One way to find out."

Swiss drops to his knees and presses a large palm just below the lock. Cumulus watches wide-eyed as tendrils of shadow leak from the tips of his fingers, slithering up into the keyhole like tiny snakes. Seconds later there's a clunking noise, and Swiss fixes her with a grin as he stands.

"That's new," she comments. Swiss gives her a wink that makes the little hairs on the back of the neck stand up.

"I'm full of surprises, sweetheart." The way he says it has her stomach fluttering for a different reason, but Cumulus tries not to think about it. She clears her throat, knocking one more time.

"Dew? We're coming in, okay?"

Once again, no response, and Cumulus pushes the door open with no further warning. They step into the little ghoul's room, and are greeted by darkness. Dew's curtains are still drawn, the only light leaking from between cracks in the heavy drapery. Swiss crosses the room to throw them open, letting the sun in and revealing an empty bed piled with messy blankets.

Now that they're in the room, though, she can hear water running, and it makes sense why Dew hadn't responded. He's in the shower. Of course he is, it's the only place he could be. She feels silly for being so worried in the first place.

Something, though, still doesn't feel quite right. She'd last knocked nearly thirty minutes ago, and Dew isn't the biggest fan of long showers. The worry bites at her again, and before she can stop herself Cumulus's legs carry her to the bathroom door.

"Dew, baby? You in there?" She knocks, presses her ear to the door, and over the rushing sound of the shower she hears...something. Soft whimpering. Then,

"L-Lulu?"

Cumulus shoves the door open without a second thought, spurred by the weakness in Dew's voice. She finds him sitting in the corner of his shower. Fully clothed, drenched and shaking like a leaf. Hugging his knees. There's steam rolling off of him in waves, and it takes a moment for her to realize that it isn't coming from the water itself.

It's coming from Dew.

"Lulu," he rasps, voice as shaky as he is, "p-please..."

Cumulus reaches through the spray and finds it icy cold, turning the faucet off before stepping into the stall, dropping to her knees.

"Dew? Dew, sweetie, what-"

Cumulus sets a hand on his shoulder and immediately puls it back with a gasp. Dew always runs hot, but right now he's boiling. The little ghoul stares at her with foggy eyes, blinking so slowly.

"Help."

Shit.

"It's okay, lovebug, I'm here." She rests a hand on his cheek despite the heat, stroking too-pale skin. "Swiss!" Cumulus calls, trying to keep the encroaching panic from leaking into her voice. It's a skill she's developed over the years, staying calm on the face of even the worst things. "Need a hand in here!"

Dew doesn't seem to know that she's speaking, breathing shallow though his mouth and leaning heavily into her hand. He looks half dead, pasty and gray. Swiss pads in a moment later, and Cumulus hears him suck air through his teeth. She doesn't bother acknowledging it.

"He's roasting," she says gently, eyes never leaving Dew's face. She's not sure he can see her, but she's not going to risk it. "Help me get him out of here, would you?"

Swiss doesn't hesitate, stepping into the stall to scoop the suffering ghoul up in strong arms and hissing at the heat of him.

"You aren't kidding," he murmurs, carrying Dew back to the bedroom. Cumulus follows close behind, shedding her now-soaked leggings along the way.

"He must have finally picked up the bug we had the other week," she says, mostly to herself. Dew is their defacto caretaker when sickness hits, his natural heat keeping him insulated from the ills that float around the abbey from time to time. When it does hit him, though, he suffers. Mightily.

"Guess so."

Swiss sounds concerned now too, a rare tone. He sets Dew down in his desk chair, the little ghoul whining and clinging to him with weak limbs. He strips Dew with careful hands while Cumulus gathers a change of clothes from his dresser - an old shirt of Aether's and a pair of sweats that must have been Rain's at some point. They're too long, but they'll be warm and that's what matters.

She and Swiss work together to get him dry, Swiss channeling his fire to blend with her air and pulling the moisture from his skin and hair. Dew shivers through it, and through the pair of them getting him dressed again. He looks so tiny in the oversized clothes, and Cumulus's heart clenches. Poor thing must be miserable. She certainly was when she was stuck with this garbage.

"You'll be okay, bug," she assures him, tucking a stray hair behind his ear. "You'll be okay."

Swiss picks him up again once he's dressed, the little ghoul unconsciously burying his face in Swiss's chest for comfort. He deposits Dew on the mattress, only stepping back long enough to pull off his own shirt before crawling in after him. He hauls Dew onto his bare chest, that slight body limp and obviously heavy. Cumulus follows, organizing the blankets enough to get the pair of them covered. Swiss is already sweating by the time she's done, focusing his own power to draw some of the heat from Dew's trembling form.

"He's in bad shape." The other ghoul strokes Dew's back under the covers, and Cumulus nods.

"Yeah," she agrees, tucking a blanket around Dew's shoulders. "Where's Aether when you need him?" Of course this would happen the one week their resident healer was away, he and Rain accompanying Papa on a press junket.

"Seriously," Swiss huffs, forcing a chuckle. He presses a kiss into Dew's hair. "Guess it's up to us to play doctor for a change."

Cumulus sighs, perching herself on the edge of the bed and rubbing Dew's leg though the blanket. They sit in silence for a few long minutes, the quiet broken only by the little ghoul's soft, distressed whines. Swiss keeps his lips pressed to temple, gauging his temperature through thin skin.

"There you are."

The voice makes them both jolt, and Dew makes the saddest little sound until Swiss settles again. Cumulus turns to find Mountain in the doorway, a large tray in his hands and a crease between his brows.

"I figured I'd find you all in his bed, but uh. Not quite like this."

Cumulus can't help her sad smile.

"Little guy's sick," she says, barely more than a whisper. "Nasty fever, like we all had."

Mountain's frown deepens. He sets the tray on Dew's desk and Cumulus sees that's it's full to bursting with a wonderful spread. Eggs, sausages, toast and fruit. It's easily enough food for for all of them, and alongside it all are four steaming mugs. Two have teabags, the other two black coffee. The ideal breakfast in bed.

She hopes it won't go to waste.

"I can help," Mountain says, eyes slipping closed.

Cumulus raises an eyebrow, but before she can ask how she's greeted by small clusters of white flowers blooming at the crown of Mountain's head. He plucks them carefully, crushing the tiny blossoms between his palms and dropping them into one of the mugs of tea.

"Elderflower," he says by way of explanation. "It's a natural fever reducer." Mountain gives the concoction a stir, licking his spoon clean with a satisfied nod. "Tastes nice too. Can he sit up?"

"Dunno," Swiss rasps, now visibly drenched in sweat. Dew has more or less stopped shaking, though, so that's a positive. "He's pretty weak."

"We have to try," Cumulus whispers, biting her lip, "before his brain poaches."

Swiss chuffs out a laugh, one echoed by Mountain, and together they work to get Dew into the proper position. Swiss moves himself to the headboard, and Mountain lifts the little ghoul with no effort. Arranges him to sit against Swiss's chest, head tipped back against his shoulder. Cumulus gathers the mug and spoon while Mountain climbs in next to them, getting a large hand on the back of Dew's neck to keep him upright. Cumulus settles herself between Swiss's legs, kneeling and giving the drink in hand a stir.

"Dew? Sweetheart?" Swiss gives the little ghoul's waist a squeeze as Cumulus speaks, Mountain rubbing a thumb along his hairline. Dew blinks up at her, hazy and lost.

"Mngh...Lus?" Cumulus smiles, stokes his cheek.

"That's right, baby," she coos, offering him a small smile.

"Wha...wha's goin' on?" He squirms a little in Swiss's arms, but he has no energy to fight.

"You're sick, Sparky," Swiss breathes into his ear, kissing just behind it. Dew makes a soft sound, drooping against Swiss's chest. "Don't worry, we're here to help."

"Mount made you some medicine," Cumulus tells him, tapping the spoon against the rim of the mug. "It'll help. I'm going to feed it to you, alright?"

Like he's in any condition to argue.

Dew gives a weak nod, and there's no more talking after that. Cumulus feeds him the tea spoonful by spoonful, the floral scent of it permeating the air around them. Dew hums after each sip, licking at his lips every now in then. It takes a while to get the full mug into him, and by the time they're done Dew's barely conscious.

He's boneless between Swiss's legs, supported only by his arms and Mountain's hand. Cumulus sets the mug to the side once he's done and the others waste no time in getting Dew settled back into the bed. Laying him out on the center on the mattress, Swiss molding himself to the little ghoul's back. Mountain gets up long enough to take his shirt off, and in the process Cumulus catches him glancing at the breakfast tray he'd brought. She rests a kind hand on his bicep.

"I'm sorry," she says, a genuine apology. "We should have come and told you what was happening, but Dew-"

"Shh," Mountain soothes, dropping a kiss between her horns. "It's alright, Lus. There are worse things than cold eggs." She smiles up at him.

"I'll make it up to you," she promises, and Mountain will certainly hold her to that. She knows from experience. She stands on her tiptoes to kiss his collarbone, and Mountain gives her ass an affectionate squeeze.

"Lulu," comes a sad little voice from the bed, and the ghoulette turns to find a spidery hand reaching for her. "'mere."

Who is she to say no to that?

Cumulus climbs in where Mountain had been earlier, pressing a soft kiss to the little ghoul's forehead. It's a touch cooler than it was earlier. That's a good sign. Dew snakes an arm around her waist, nuzzles into the softness of her chest, and to their shared delight a rusty purr kicks up in Dew's chest.

Swiss wraps his arm around the both of them, and Cumulus hums. The blankets shift and Mountain makes himself comfortable at her back, mirroring Swiss's position and getting them all tucked in.

"Rest, now," she whispers, knocking her horns against Dew's affectionately. "You'll feel better soon." Dew whines, tired eyes searching hers.

"Promise?"

Cumulus kisses his cheek.

"Promise."

Dew drifts off quickly after that, and the rest if them are content to let him. Content to care for him as he cared for them.

It's the least they can do for their favorite little fire ghoul.

[thoundcarriers]

 tis a very old au of mine about sniper who's lived all his 27 years in New Zealand and never got to be a mercenary. read more insanity under the cut lolol

in this universe, his biological father got inside the capsule instead of little Mun-dee. an hour later, he crashed somewhere in Australia and died. on the next day, some old married couple found his body and buried him on the lonely hill. Mundy and his mother never got to know what happened to him, and the latter did not give a single shit about it.

raised with the weird feeling of being lost and bitter taste of hatred of his mother towards the man who left them in an underwater cage, Mick tries his best to recover the schemes of his biological father, hoping for the opportunity of escaping, too. years later, he finds nothing and gives up. nor that he had any skills for engineering, too.

on the day of his 27th birthday, an unknown ship hovers above the glass dome of the city, and a female voice on the communication lines politely demands him to climb into the cabin this instant.

spy and pauling are happy beyond themselves - they finally found him. the sniper, even though he's clearly not remembering his past self. but they hope that he comes back to his original self eventually.

poor lad is confused and nervous, he's expected to know stuff he never did. he's told that as soon as he gets into it, he'll be back in no time. the problem is that he has never held a sniper rifle in his life, not mentioning about killing someone.

ms p comes up with a wonderful idea - his parents that adopted him must be still alive in that universe. there's no better teacher at shooting stuff than the Mick's papa himself. the only thing left to do is to convince them that Mick is actually their son somewhere in another world. and if they don't agree to help, it'd all be lost to hell. pretty easy!

surprisingly, the gang handle the old couple well after finding their village and introducing themselves. the old man doesn't trust them, always squinting and spitting behind their backs. yet there's the only thing he likes about that lanky guy - he doesn't complain much, spending hours under australian sun and soaking wet with sweat in his weird purple shirt, while learning the grounds of weaponry. miss mundy is on the contrary - really happy to have guests in their village and is pretty supportive of the young man she knows only for a moment.

for a moment, Mick catches the sight of someone's grave in the distance in his lense. for some reason, it fills him with rage he never felt, and it fuels him to train even more. i know i know most of it doesnt even make fucking sense. but let me dream aight. tagged as 'left alone au' on my blog is u wanna look up for some old cringe

[caramelpenguin]

S3 EP6 (thoughts + theories)

I want to get all the insane predictions out so I can look back on how much I clowned.🤡

These are ideas based on the moments that were in the trailer/teasers/stills. Or things that I feel might be addressed before the end...

Hillerska closing down🏫

We aren't directly told what Felice said in her interview. It's left ambiguous. So why wouldn't they tell us? Sure, there's a chance that she just praised the school but....

we got that very small snippet of the forest ridge boys yelling at each other. Could this be because they heard that Hillerska was going to shut down?

Simon (and his family) might move away 👋

they have the money now ig. this could be a reason why the ending, as ive seen around, has occasionally been described as 'open'.

this could be the context behind the shot of Linda's head on Simon's shoulder.

or maybe the 3 of them are doing smthn related to micke?

Abdication or King Wille? And August...👑

I think one of the reasons for August's storyline this season was for us to understand him more as a character so that if he becomes King, we know that he'll actually try or that he may not have been as bad as we thought. (my opinion of August isn't necessary here).

we really see how much the monarchy consumes Wille this season. Though I don't know how we'd approach the topic of abdication in just one episode.

wille has said that one of the reasons he wants to remain Crown Prince is bcos of Erik. Knowing what we now know, i'm intrigued as to what will happen.

will they acknowledge more of August's eating disorder?

August and Sara🤔

I think felice will (eventually) be fine with it. I don't know about Simon.

Things will work out, i'm sure.

Frederika and Stella💵

....they'll kiss in ep6. something will happen between them, anyway.

Shot of the 4 girls hugging

frederika has realises she likes stella by this point??

Roussea?🐎

maybe Roussea will get a slight mention in a conversation with August. Or maybe not. Who knowwwss

Wilmon screaming in the car🚗

is this Sara's car? things need to be okay by this point, right? is it after the lake scene??

Wilmon stare down👀

how? will ? this? fit? in?

is it after the graduation ceremony but before the neon party and the lake scene? does the shot of wille (with simon's hands around his neck) come after this?

is the lake scene not the final scene? is this scene actually the next day during the graduation?

does simon tell wille he's going to move away?

The Neon Party + Lake Scene 💧

the neon party is where they reconcile.

BUT i dont think it'll be a full reconcile. Simon's line 'Can't we just forget everything that's happened? Just for tonight?' makes sense to be here.

the lake scene with the swimming could happen because they both leave the party early, i dunno.

is this the last time they're able to hang out (bcos simon is moving away and bcos Hillerska will shut down)?

but we've all SEEN that it looks sad, which doesnt look all that great for endgame, and we've also been told that this is (most likely) the final scene. so. get tissues ready.

(am i crazy or is there a tiny smile on simons face in this scene? from that edmar promo we got? )

swimming happens after the sadness right? bcos (apart from the tears) they dont look wet.

if its the final scene idk what the hopes r for wilmon endgame icl

MUSIC (+Wille's birthday present)🎶

we know that 'Alice' by Rhys will play at some point. Doesn't mean it'll be a wilmon scene. it could be sara and august OR frederika and stella (?)

normally, there's a song in ep4 that's repeated in the final moments of the season. ep 4 in s3 doesn't end with a song and (from the one check I've done), i can't really hear any of the other songs used in that episode as the final song of the season. then again, i could be wrong

ELIAS SONG?? they could play 'revolution' again to make it a full circle (dont think this will happen tho). they might use a new song. i just rlly hope we'll hear an Elias song and...i feel like we will.

THE TRAILER SONG? I really pray this will be in the episode. I pray i pray i pray i-

we'll hear Simon's new song. I don't know how or when (especially if this is simon's gift to wille) but...c'mon

initially, i didn't think Redlight would appear in YR. Omar has a career outside of the show, but i do agree that the lyrics fit wilmon quite well. also, if we're gonna hear Simon's new song then I don't know how the script would work around Simon singing another song. He told Wille that his present isn't yet finished (which im sure is the song simon is currently working on), tho ig we could argue that he may sing a brand new song.

BUT then i realised that simon doesn't have to sing this song. redlight could just be part of the soundtrack ( it seems that everyone got to that conclusion before me). and the way that it's being promoted this week has me suspicious. I don't wanna get my hopes up, and maybe Omar is just being clever and promoting it during the week of YR hype, so i dont think redlight will be in s3. BUT I WILL BE VERY HAPPY IF IM WRONG❤️

ig we'll find out when the playlist gets updated

Football Field Scene

to my knowledge, we haven't got proof that they filmed there apart from that pic from Lisa (and are we sure this pic is from s3 filming?)

it would be AMAZING if they returned to this setting. ICONIC.

but idk how why they'd return here and how it would fit

it might not be a wilmon scene (could be simon + rosh + ayub, but i think theres a higher chance of it being a wilmon scene than the trio)

question- lisa said it was a wrap with a pic from the football field. which COULD mean that the last scene they filmed was there (tho it might not be the actual final scene) - was this where edmar couldn't stop crying?

💜WILMON ENDGAME?💜

they better or im going to riot

no but srsly, i dont think we'll go down a 'la la land' route. worst comes to worst, it'll be a positive open ending e.g. 'you were amazing. you'll be wonderful. we'll meet again with more freedom.' it'll be even better if there's a time skip here hahahha

like the end of ep5 gave me no hope cos idk how they're gonna get back together in one episode. but anything is possible.

arguably, the promo we've got since then leans towards endgame (?), but i dont think they'd reveal they're gonna be endgame if there wwen't gonna be more issues.

EXTRA

theres so much to cover in the final episode!! so i dont think everything will be acknowledged/addressed. things will be left ambiguous to keep the viewers thinking.

imagine if the break up at the end of ep5 wasnt that huge. that theyre still together (with tension) at the start of ep6, then they kidna ignore their disagreement. this culminates until the end, where they break up ( but very unlikely)

the future letters were there to show august's past. but could there be more to it? could we get a time skip? (again, unlikely imo. but would be sweet if done well)

a reference to the heart simon drew? maybe? probably not...

will simon give wille his orange jumper back? id love to see this on our screens but im sure we wont.

will sara's necklace make a comeback?

where does wille's 'what if I don't want to?' line come in? and the queen's line...

the shot of wille in the library (with that book in clear sight) hasn't yet appeared, right?

simon talking to sara by micke's house....hmmm. i would love a simon and micke interaction

volleyball scene + running into the lake happen as a connection to graduation?

wille with those sunglasses is a moment with felice?

do we hear anything more abt wille's birthday wish?

EXTRA .2

there are plenty of moments that happen that we don't see as viewers. so that jumper simon wears at the start of ep 2 looks like wille's. and if it is, then we didnt see the moment simon stole it wille gave it to him.

and when simon mentioned a mental health foundation, it implied that they may have had a discussion abt wille's anxiety before.

the piano scene in ep2 could have been a piano lesson that wille was giving simon, which probably means a lot more of these happened without us knowing

this makes me wonder how much wille knows about micke??

simon told august that sara's with her dad and all that- so does wille also know?

WHEN I FIRST WATCHED AND FINISHED S1 AND S2 OF YOUNG ROYALS, i knew wilmon would be together by the end of s3. like i was 100% convinced the show would end with them happy bcos that's what it had leaned towards the entire time. the vibe of it just screamed wilmon endgame to me.

i really hope past me was right, bcos the s3 promo really had me wondering. and then ep5 had me proper questioning. but netflix (and lisa) will have to pay for so much therapy if they arent endgame sooo🤷‍♀️

livelovelaugh wilmon ig

edit: ive just listened to omar's interview and now im qquuiiitteee sure redlight wont be in ep6🤷‍♀️

edit 2: will anyone else find out that it was august who posted the video?? will this prevent him from taking the throne??

[walnutcookie]

ive fallen in love with truffle (/p) oh my GODDD . do you understand how much i love this miserable woman.

ive looked into her lines and cutscenes in the story and before i just thought Wow creepy lady that eats people ! kinda sick but NO that is not what she is like AT ALL shes the complete opposite. she is literally the sweetest kindest old lady but shes also a monster and so people automatically assume the worst of her

i dont rlly know everything about her and its hard to find things on her so if anyone has more info pleaase share i want to learn more about this lovely lady

shes so lonely. like. Do you really think a person who got visitors often would throw a surprise party for a bunch of people who came for nothing but a toy. like shes TRYING to get people to come into her house but its not because she wants to eat them its because she just wants someone to talk to :( she LIKES having people over and seeing them be happy but her appearance and her home deters them away ,,, and then since shes isolated from everyone she does not know how to act around people and so shes confused when people dont like her candles that smell like rotting corpses and her army of spiders. she doesnt really know how to talk to people normally (COUGGh also shes autistic)

head in hands i feel so bad for her like she is actually such a sweet old woman shes the grandma that makes you cookies and finds out all your favorite foods so she can make them for you but people are so quick to assume that shes malicious and plotting something and she doesnt know why people are so weird to her. Probably thinks that people are just all like that because hardly anyone visits her. that its normal for people to be scared of you. and she doesnt go outside much since the sun hurts her </3

I was confused about almonds relationship chart line for her because . Why does he say this but hes still friendly with her?? and then my friend suggested that he doesnt regret it because hes scared of her its because there was nothing in the attic and he feels bad for being so suspicious and being quick to label her as malicious when shes completely innocent .

AND THEN HER RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM ? She isnt hurt at all that she was accused of a crime . in fact she seems HAPPY about it! Very happy! she had a fun visitor and it brought her much joy. (I AM GOING TO TEAR MY HAIR OUT)

this really gets to me like I garuntee you shes out there waiting to see if anyone needs help. she is looking for poor people in the pouring rain who need shelter because that means she gets visitors and you KNOW shes going to make them cookies and tea and give them a nice meal and a warm bed AND SHES STANDING OUT THERE IN THE WET RAIN TOO LIKE SHES SUFFERING HERSELF JUST SO SHE CAN SEE IF ANYONE NEEDS HELP!!!!

she just wants to care for people. And she goes out of her way - doing things like making surprise parties and standing out in the rain just to do it and unfortunately she does it in suspicious ways and people think that she is evil because of it . Falls down an elevator shaft