#he looks exhausted and that aint cute

[princessbrunette]

⊹ ᜊ(ᜊ ´ ˘)੭ ♡ … JUNO ♡

track ten of the short n’sweet series. pairing: linecook!jj x reader. based loosely on the song juno by sabrina carpenter. enjoy! ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა

when jj comes home from his shift, you’re sat at the kitchen table wearing your little slip dress, a crease between your brows and a bunch of papers infront of you.

you barely even notice him come in, jumping slightly when he leans over and presses a kiss to your cheek in passing, still smelling like the stove at work. “howdy, baby.” he greets, characteristically chipper even when he’s probably exhausted.

“hi jayj.” stress tugs every chord in your voice, bringing your nail to your teeth to nibble on. you hated bringing up bills, especially when he’d just done a long day at work — it made you feel bad. however, you’d spent the evening going over your purchases and working out the split between the two of you. the papers had been on the table for three days now, and you needed his help in working it all out.

“you alright? ‘sound upset.” he converses as he places a grocery bag down on the counter, assumably having made a stop before he got home. he turns to you, hands on his hips giving you his full attention.

“y—yeah…it’s just…” you tilt your head sympathetically with a guilty expression as you look at him, as if to say ‘i’m sorry to bring this up’. you were always overly apologetic. “these bills have been sat here for three days and i really feel like we should handle them.”

he visibly relaxes as soon as he realises that’s the problem, waving you off and turning back to the counter to continue unpacking. “oh, don’t sweat — i covered them all this mornin’.”

“what?” you blink.

he glances at you over his shoulder, like it’s nothing. “my bad, forgot to mention— uh, yeah. made a lot of dough at work this month, been reeling in the tips. figured i’d just get ‘em done.”

you sigh, standing up. “jesse james i am sending you my side of the money right now—” you scramble for your phone and he laughs, turning round to grab your wrists gently.

“aint i supposed to look after you? this is what i wanted. trust me. all you gotta do is sit there and look pretty. let papa j handle the rest, alright?” he smiles, giving you a teasing little shake before patting your cheek and turning back to the counter. you were stunned, something primal and warm clawing its way out of the deep insides of your arousal. it may have seemed like nothing to him, but to you — well, you thought he deserved the world.

before you get to speak, or thank him. he’s back to chatting. “anyways, you eaten?”

“wh— no, not yet i was trying to get all these bills worked out and i forgot—”

“aw baby, you know how i feel ‘bout you not eating. luckily for you, ‘ya man’s a chef. si’ddown.”

“jj, don’t be silly you just got home and you paid the bills i should be making you din—”

“sit…your cute ass down.” he turns around, pointing a stick of celery at you threateningly. slowly, you lower yourself into the chair— bug eyed and in love. once you’re seated he smiles in satisfaction with a nod and turns back to his groceries, gathering the ingredients. “remember how you said last night that you were cravin’ spaghetti? well, i ran to the store after work and i’mma whip up the best spaghetti you’ve ever tried.”

“oh my god, jj. you’re too good to me.” you sigh, doe eyed. the relief of everything being taken off your shoulders was overwhelming, even if it was riding on a subtle pit of guilt. jj was always looking after everyone, even back in the days where he had nothing.

so, he makes you food whilst you sit at the table. he tells you about his day, you tell him about yours. he sits at your side, forks spaghetti into your mouth, tells you you’re pretty until you’re certain there’s red and pink lovehearts floating above your head. you had to repay him, and you knew a way mutually beneficial to the two of you.

when he’s washing up the dishes, which he insisted on doing — jj is borderline jumpscared by the clinking sound of you slinging something over his shoulder to dangle it infront of him.

“now where the hell did you get those?” he chuckles at the pink fuzzy handcuffs you’re showing off.

“nevermind where i got them. you’re coming with meeee.” you giggle, pressing yourself to his back, dotting kisses wherever you could reach. he slowly spins around with a smirk, eyeing your mischievous expression.

“a’ight i see what’s goin’ on… that time of the month already huh? you photosynthesising?”

“what?”

“y’know that time of the month where you get real horny?”

“ovulating?”

“yeah, that’s the one.”

“no…” you tilt your head, batting your lashes as you try to get a hold of his wrists, the blonde too busy cupping your cheeks with his damp hands. “well, maybe. but that’s not the point. you’ve been looking after me so well lately, i just wanna look after you.” you pout, and he blinks — raising his eyebrows as he grips the metal chains between his fingers.

“oh you— so i’m gonna be wearing these bad boys?” his voice lilts up in non-judgemental confusion.

“yep.” you beam. you couldn’t dominate a bag of flour, as jj so gracefully put once — but you figured atleast not letting him touch you could be fun.

jj returns your grin, always down for anything. “alrighty, take me away officer!” he offers his wrists proudly, letting you lead him to the bedroom.

twenty minutes later, and he’s now seeing the point of the handcuffs. had they not been there, he would have flipped you on your back by now — have your knees to your chest, taking over completely. but there you were, torturing him. your supple body straddles him, stark naked and glowing under the dim light of your bedroom, glossy walls swallowing him, choking his shaft as you grind like your life depends on it. your pretty moans are all he can hear as he tugs his wrists against their constraints, desperate to touch you.

“c’mon, lemme— god damn— lemme negotiate here. what can i do to… just lemme touch you mama c’mon.” he strains, eyes struggling not to roll back.

“want a baby jj. wanna fuck a baby out of you.” you blurt out in a whine, setting his senses on fire. you’d talked about it, sure — but dropping it at a time like this had his heart pounding and balls tightening. the possibility was suddenly very real.

“you— now? you want it now, sweetie?” his voice cracks, wet lips parted.

“mhm. please.” it was sweet, watching you bounce on his dick all desperate and submissive despite having him handcuffed to the headboard. his dick just did that to you.

“shit, well — ain’t no backin’ out now baby. whether you like it or not it’s comin’.” he squeezes his eyes shut, letting you work him over inside you. it’s not long before he’s releasing, hot sticky fluids filling you until it’s spilling out — the sound of you continuing to ride him creating a leud squelching sound that you dimmed your own depraved whimpers just to hear better.

you knew he’d take care of you once more once you got those cuffs off him, but for now you could revel in the feeling of what could potentially have just changed your lives forever.

[niftynellie]

• Splash War •

Boyfriend!mason mount x reader

warnings: Fluff

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the hotel was strangely quiet when you and Stacey arrived back, the two of you had taken the kids out for the day while Mason and the rest of the team trained for their upcoming match against the USA. It was pushing bedtime for the two children as the four of you got out of the car, and three year old Poppy was utterly drained the heat and exhaustion from the day hitting her all at once. 

"Aunty Y/n" she whined stopping in her tracks and tugging at your hand, her mom had already gone ahead with her older brother as the whole way home the young boy had been complaining about needing the toilet. So you volunteered to dawdle behind with Poppy. "whats wrong pops?" you asked sweetly turning round to see her puppy eyes staring up at you,her little arms raised and hands grabbing at the air. "mmh sleepy" 

You smiled down at her. Her flushed cheeks, puppy eyes and pig tails cutting right through and tugging at your heart strings. "come here dot" you mumbled kneeling slightly and lifting her up resting her on your hip. Poppy immediately snuggling into you, her head resting in the crook of your neck. You and Mason had been together for three months when Poppy was born, so you'd watched her grow up and loved her just as much as Mason did.

When you walked through the recpetion you heard a voice call out, you turned around and saw Declan Rice coming over a big grin on his face. "hey müller man" you teased as he got beside you, he rolled his eyes before chuckling. "Where you headin’ to?" He asked smiling down at the girl on your hip, tickling her gently, "Well she's going to bed, and I'm going to find Mase. Have you seen him ‘round?"

"I have not, I'm assuming he's up in his room but i could be wrong…I'll see you around I've got a massage in five" Declan said as he looked down at his watch.

"oh what a hard life you live" you joked as he started walking backwards down the hall, he sent you another smile before saying goodbye and slipping away, You carried on your way up to Stacey's room. 

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"As much as i love Harley and Pops, them kids aint half tireing" You said into the room as the hotel door closed behind you. After what Declan had said you had just assumed Mason would be in the room probably in bed watching a film. But when you rounded the corner he was no where to be seen. You felt a little silly for basically talking to yourself now, but you were more curious as to where your boyfriend had gone off to. On the bed was a little note, which after you dropped your bag down onto the chair in the corner, you picked up and read.

I'm down by the pool, come down when your back. Love you mase xx

You smiled down at the note and decided the night was still fairly young and still incredibly warm so a little dip in the pool would probably would be just the thing. So you grabbed a Bikini and a cute cover up to wrap round yourself.

Before you left the room you remembered you could see the pool from your little balcony. So you stepped outside and tried to spot where mason was, when you peered over the railing you could see him swimming around all by himself. You stood there for a moment and just watched him float around peacefully, a small chuckle leaving your lips when he started trying to do handstands his legs flailing in the air. That was when you decided to head down. 

Outside the sun was setting but the thick Qatar heat still remained, You dropped your towel and cover up on a chair beside where Masons was. He was still underwater when you came around and sat down on the edge of the pool. He jumped slightly as he came up and saw you there but he quickly recovered and swam over to you with a smile. "Hi" he said sweetly as he stopped between your legs his wet hands coming up and resting on your hips. "hi" you smiled your own hands resting on his toned shoulders. 

"How was your day?" He asked looking up from the water his thumbs rubbing little circles on your waist. You gave him a brief run down of how your day had gone, telling him all about the different shops you'd all been in and the cute restaurant you had gone to for dinner, even gushing about how cute Poppy was when she was tired. which he was more than familiar with but he still listened to everything you said so intently it was as if he'd never heard it before. And then when you'd finished he said "I'm starting to think Pops likes you more than me"

"I mean...who doesn't like me more than you" you teased grinning cheekily at him, Mason frowned playfully and pinched your sides making you laugh. you wriggled on the edge of the pool trying to swat his hands away which only egged mason on more his pinches turning to tickles. Making you wriggle even more trying to get away from his grasp. Which lead to you accidently slipping into the pool. 

You bobbed back to the top and drew in a breath as you wiped the water away from your eyes and pushed back you hair, while Mason was beside himself laughing. "Your an ass" you groaned pushing you arms forward and splashing him. Starting a splash war, both you and Mason darting round the pool trying to dodge the others attacks your Laughter filling the little courtyard.

After a minute or two Mason manged to get behind you and send a huge wave hurtling over your head, and when you turned around after just wiping the water from your eyes he sent another splash directly into your face. So forceful you stumbled back slightly eyes stinging from the water. "that was mean mase" 

"I'm sorry" Mason stuttered out through his laughter reaching out under the water to grab your hand and pull you closer to him, one hand wrapping round your waist to hold you flush against him while the other came up and he used his thumb to wipe the water droplets from your face. You smiled having him so close, your arms tightly wrapping round him. His hand settled on the side of your face once the droplets were gone, cupping your cheek. You subconsciously leant into the warmth of his touch, placing a sweet slow kiss on his lips. 

You pulled away, leaving your faces still close enough you were basically sharing each breath, big cheesy grins on your faces. Your nails ran lines up and down Masons back under the water and the two of you just enjoyed the small moment of just being alone together. Which hadn't happened in the last couple weeks since everywhere the two of you went there was a teammate or there was games to play and training to go to. Mason leant in and pecked your lips over and over again, letting you know he'd been missing your touch just as much as you had been his. 

But suddenly some yells came from behind you "no simps in the pool" was yelled three times from three different voices, before three men came hurtling into the pool. You and Mason both looked away from the splashes turning your heads and squeezing your eyes shut. When you both looked round your grips on eachother still there but looser you saw Belingham, Rice and Saka all coming up laughing.

"I hate all of you" Mason grummbled.

• • •

[ieatyourbeauty]

I am of my word: Chapter 3 Wednesday

Monday

Tuesday

Wednesday *you are here*

MDNI

warning: Somnophilia if this aint your thing skip it.

After Wolf and Konig's roleplay was over Wolf settled staying at Konig's place for the night but Konig was not done with her, he decided to give our girl Wolf a good morning present. this is partly inspired by a audio gone wild post.

Wolf had decided to spend the night as Konig's place even after the bath he went right back to fucking her on the bed it was almost 1 in the morning before Konig and her were exhausted she was about to get out of bed to leave but konig wrapped his arms around her kissing her neck and speaking almost begging for her stay .

Konig: Liebe stay....it's to late to be out.

Wolf: ...but what will people say about...

Konig: I do not care I'll make them clean the entire armory with a toothbrush.....stay

Wolf: o-okay....

She laid next to him and he pulled her close her breathing slowing down with his, he rubbed his hand on her back making small circles her sleeping form next to him vulnerable to him and only for him.

They fell asleep, the next morning Konig was the first to be up he saw Wolf's sleeping naked form through the thin sheet his eyes looked hungry he licked his lips he felt himself get hard at the thought of her taking his cock in her cute cunt, he removed the sheet seeing her cunt exposed he was rubbing his dick wet with precum he moved down to her legs spreading them he kissed up her thighs giving them small bites Wolf sleeps soundly moaning softly in her sleep. Konig was kissing her pussy softly before diving his tongue between her walls Konig smiled whispering.

Konig: I can’t believe you didn’t wake up yet little wolf. I wonder if you can hear me? Maybe you think this is all a dream hmm Liebe?

Wolf's eyes fluttered open still heavy with sleep feeling something warm and wet between her thighs it made her pussy feel good. She looked down seeing Konig eat her cunt lapping the juices She grinded herself in his mouth her desire growing in her body and she couldn't keep her pleasure inside anymore a moan escaped her lips.

Konig: oh?....that...that was a moan.....mein liebe

Wolf: ohhhh f-fuck..colonel...oh shit please keep going

Konig: I never planned on stopping mein liebe.....I wanna make you cum on my tongue.

Konig flicked his tongue on her clit his arms wrapping around her legs to pull her pussy close to his mouth, the lewd noises from him eating her out she bucked her hips she could hear konig talk in between eating her out she couldnt hold it anymore cumming on his tounge her pussy twitching.

Konig: You sound beautiful moaning your pretty cunt convulsing on my tongue.

he inserted one of his fingers inside, her cunt squeeze tight on his finger.

Konig: I knew if I used my fingers I would wake you up quicker...but I wanted to taste you so badly, do you like when I curl my finger what if I put another finger inside this needy pussy.

Wolf: oohooo fuck....

While he fingered her he kissed her belly up to her chest he took one of her nipples in his mouth sucking on it his finger movement inside her slowing down he whispered in her ear, she was so close to her release she begged him to continue.

Wolf: please no no no please d-dont slow down konig please.....

Konig: shhhhh mein liebe give me a kiss

He kissed her lips he slipped his tongue into her mouth he moves his kisses to her neck she shudders under his touch his fingers still going painfully slow inside her.

Konig: I want a good morning kiss....do you want more than my fingers inside of you liebe?

Wolf: p-please konig...I beg you please put your cock inside me already please!

Konig: I want to fuck you all morning put your back against my chest...I'll do all the work mein liebe.....I know you are still tired from last night....let me spoon you...i'll be gentle.

Wolf put her back to his chest feeling his hard cock on her ass she felt him rub his cock between her ass cheeks she blushed and whimpered at the feeling.

Konig: do you feel how hard it is for you.....I can't take it anymore you're making me feral ...wolf I want to use this pussy whenever I want tell me you want the same.

Wolf: y-yes please Konig please use this pussy whenever you want it's all yours.

Konig: lift your leg ohhh fuck you still feel wet against my cock it feels amazing.....

He put his cock in between her cunt lips teasing her with the head of his dick before pushing it slowly between her pussy lips she felt him fill her up with his thick cock, a loud gasp escaped her lips, as he thrusted slow at first into her gradually picking up speed.

Konig: fu-fuck I'm gonna breed you liebe, please let me breed your tight pussy mein liebe.

Wolf: oh fuck I dont care....I dont care if I'm not on birth control fucking use me Konig please!

Konig chuckled as he picked up his pace pounding away in her tight hole his eyes widening at her confession he continued to fuck at her tight little cunt relentlessly her eyes rolling in the back of her head as he kissed her neck and whispered how he's gonna cum inside her.

Konig: let go....I got you, Fuck Yes, that’s it Liebe that’s it, I’m gonna cum. Yes, cum with me baby, let me fill your pussy up. Fuck yes!

Wolf: holllly shit! please please please cum inside

Konig growled into her neck when he released a load deep inside Wolf's womb it felt like he was saving it when wolf felt his cock pulse inside of her she felt his cum leak down her leg. Konig was breathing heavily...

Wolf: are you okay Konig?

Konig: Ich wäre fast ohnmächtig geworden.....Oh, shit. I’m… Actually lightheaded.

Konig chuckled quietly groping her tit softly and pinching the nipple he talks like he's ran a marathon tired and sleepy. Wolf still feels his cock pump cum into her pussy.

Konig: I don't want to pull out I want to feel like this for a little while....we should call off work little wolf I want to continue this with you.

Wolf: ahhh.....thats fine to me colonel.....I want to stay in bed with you all day....this is better than training....

Wednesday was certainly a slow day for the both of them Konig kissed her neck and cuddled with her, Wolf was excited about the rest of the week what he had in store for her and honestly if more mornings where like this she would never get out of bed.

(i probably need to edit the shit out of this but its fine)

[newvegascowboy]

could you drop the movie list (preferably in the order youre watching them in). asking because i really dont know anything about xmen but i want to 1) know more 2) look at logan. thankyou!

Omfg ive been watching them crazy out of order with literally no rhyme or reason💀 the actual order ive watched them in was

-xmen

- xmen origins: wolverine

- xmen - days of future past

- x2

Ive never actually seen apocalypse or dark Phoenix so those are next, maybe after i watch first class because i really like that one. Im not a huge comic fan so idk how any of the movies hold up against the comics. All i know is that comic!Logan is a short king.

For an actual movie order, chronologically:

- xmen first class (this movie actually rocks and ill die on that hill)

- og xmen trilogy

- xmen: days of future last (debatably good but i think its fun)

I dont think xmen origins wolverine is bad. Its ALSO a I Wanna Look At Logan movie, but its not exactly canon and is kind of goofy. Still. Logan in it Hot.

If you want a grittier movie, The Wolverine (not my fave tho). And if you want to Cry, but want Logan content, then Logan (2017) (also not a fave of mine but beggars, choosers. I did cry watching it the first time.)

Xmen had the misfortune of being produced during the era of superhero movies that had to be gritty and dark, so they take themselves a little bit seriously, but they can be kinda campy and fun. Logan/Wolverine is the collective Babygirl of the xmen universe and they spend so much time on him. Probably because it's genuinely devastating how hot he is. I want to bite him until my gums bleed. He's the typical broody hero you find in movies of the early aughts, but he's fun and cute so we forgive him. It's kind of annoying how forced all his romances feel, and the way his relationship with Jean is written is pretty borderline, so I like to just. Ignore alla that. The saving grace with the xmen movies is that doesn't deal with any multiverse stuff, and it was before Marvel turned to absolute shit, so i don't find the movies totally exhausting to watch.

The best movies for Looking At Logan are definitely the original trilogy. There's a scene in x2 where he's in a tanktop walking around the x mansion and his fucking arms. I'd chew on him like a country ham. Also his butt is out in days of future past and he gets some Nice 1970s styling. The Wolverine has a lot of fan service as well but again, the story aint my fave.

They are fun movies though, and i actually really like the prequel movies even though Logan only gets a cameo in one.

Also it's debatable or not whether dp3 counts as an xmen movie, but Logan is very nice to look at in it and the scene in the honda is fucking pornography

[janujaja]

Thai BL Favourites Tag List Game

Of COURSE @lost-my-sanity1 want me to partake in this and I am doing it for that wee little child only.

Favourite BL

I mean, it was a tight competition between THE 2 - MSP and BB. But as I have screamed out into the void before, BB just takes the cake, man. That show viscerally changed me as a person. I am a NEW BEING after BB. It's the way in which it came during the pandemic with its amazing acting and directing and music and STORY and chemistry and all that and more. MSP is a close second but my uni bois have a special place in my heart.

[p.s I love nanon and his entire face in this scene so much I cannot even descRIBE]

Favourite Pairing

The pretentious me hates how I am following the mainstream and not thinking of some obscure pairings but yeah TinnGun genuinely deserve it. I am sorry but I still get butterflies whenever I watch the last scene of ep 4. That kind of chemistry is super hard to come by and GemFourth did such a good job, I love them. 🥺 I wanna forget ever having watched MSP and watch them all over again.

Some noteworthy mentions are obviously patpran, everything maxtul plays, akkayan, biblebuild, etc.

OH I do infact have a not THAT mainstream pair! It's whatever couple name mark and perth acted as in the [admittedly not a BL] show, The Stranded, on Netflix.

Favourite Character

Tinn. I relate so much to that boy, especially his awkwardness. Also he is super cute and I am super cute. He is also super simpy and I love that in a man. I truly don't know if I want him or want to be him.

[ANOTHER noteworthy mention is Pleum in Ghost Host, Ghost House cuz again, mans is a walking green flag and a simp. ALSO hella awkward. *gasps* I have a type].

Favourite side character

This position is shared by 2 of my fav comic reliefs who are also very pure hearted I love them to bits - Tiwson from MSP and Tankhun from Kinnporsche. The series truly wouldn't have been anything without them and I stand by it.

Favourite Scene

If I could say the entirety of ep 5 of BB, I would have. But if I had to choose. This.

Nothing surpasses this. Paof told them to make it award fucking worthy with the angst and they fucking did it. Ohm in this scene does so many things to me I cannot even I shall be kicked out from society if I ever open my mouth. I can't even stand seeing that gif cuz my knees will buckle down that very second. It also paved the way for the rooftop kiss TM so.

Favourite Line

I mean. I warned you about this in the previous question so. It's more to do with the way he says it but it's still my fav cuz it was done right.

Underrated Actor:

SING who plays the role of the villain in Not Me. It is time that he got some main character roles, gmm.

Most anticipated BL and why:

1. Dangerous Romance cuz I have missed seeing Perth and Chimon, another 2 actors that can ACT, in a main role.

2. Only Friends cuz

3. I feel you linger in the air cuz plot looks interesting and they r both hunks.

Healthiest relationship in a bl:

Tinngun. Aint even have to put up a fight.

Most toxic relationship in a bl:

I mean, there are lots, girlie. If you immediately thought of that one pairing after seeing this question, then yeap I am going with that pairing too wink wink.

Guilty Pleasure Series:

Tonhon Chonlatee and that too only the first few eps. I love khaotung man what do I do.

Bonus! Most underrated series:

I think khun chai is pretty underrated in the sense that it's very telenovelaesque and mayhaps not fully bl so people r put off by it but I LOVED that show to bits.

YYY was a comparatively underrated series too even though I loved the romantic moments as much as the weird and comedic ones. It truly sits in a league of its own.

OOOKIE thassit for now. I have exhausted my typing abilities and I am pretty sure I left a lot of good series and scenes off cuz my brain couldn't conjure them up while I was typing.

I welcome anyone else who wants to try this out honestly, but if @ashedddaisy and @gaylittlepieceofsh1t could contribute their think pieces, I would LOVE to read em.

[wildcardaces]

@ruby-static "fuzzy i am" edition!

Where my god heart why did you bring a baby to school-

Lily: heart, you're a sweeheart and i know you mean well...

Lily: but this is a newborn! He kinda NEEDS to be warm constantly

Heart: oh im super fuzzy. Constantly warm i am!

Lily: indeed you are. Im still calling shawn though

Lily really thought shes seen everything until heart comes in with his tiny brother. A mix of "oh my god so small!" And "fucking pANIC" is all that probably sets in!

Shawn: sorry i really didnt know. Heart has been very protective of him.

Lily: dont sweat it, you look exhausted! Is clay ok?

Lily: ...shawn?

Shawn: ..im...he's...gone.

Lily: oh-

Lily: oh shit, im so sorry i shouldn't have-

Shawn: no its ok! You didnt know.

Also lily finding out clay isnt...well, alive anymore probably makes her go "yeah no, you aint going home for an hour or two we're getting warm drinks" *cries*

Suddenly!

The look of the unamused lil shade definitely has mastered it!

And the finale!

Shawn: look at how small this puffle is! Its so cute and tiny!!!

Clay: oh god oh fuck im in love-

Clay simping strikes again!

[the-jillie-thoughts]

If We Cross the Bridge.

"Dear Love, By the time you read this I will be gone. Where? I wont say. And I know you must be wondering with a frown on your face that why am I writing this letter all of a sudden. Backdated, aint it? Well I know you must be tired of all the works and troubled for me, for us. You would probably ignore my calls or texts for the time being to live away from the reality and that's okay. I would have done the same if I was in your place. So I chose this age-old practice of writing letters. Just read this when you feel free. I know we both were imperfect, but perfect for each other. However, not all love stories have a happy ending and unfortunately our's is one of them. But I cannot blame you and I guess it's the same the other way round. We both knew something got missing in us - the sparks? the ecstasy? the excitement? the attraction? the desire? Or maybe the endless LOVE? Not that we weren't trying but each trial made us lose hope on US. We faught a lot more than usual. We were exhausted. We knew it was the time for us to end this love before things turn toxic. Then something was stopping us. What was it? Our bond? The memories that we made? The happiness? The affections? Guilt? LOVE? We didn't know. We just knew we need to take break from each other; to understand what we wanted, to understand ourselves, to breathe.

We were so busy sorting US out that we really forgot how this world looks like..

So we must end this...

The bond? The affection? The stress? The LOVE?  Again, I don't know. But you know this is healthy for us, right? We need to check ourselves. We need to know if our love interests have changed overtime or not. We need to be mature enough to handle commitments. If we ever cross paths again , I hope we see a better version of ourselves.

But I will remember this love because those feelings were real. Our memories were precious. The love was oh-so pure and innocent.

So I can't tell if this is a GOODBYE  for now or forever. I wish we are together as a lovely couple in parallel universe. But now I bid my farewell to you. Take care of yourself. Don't do drunk driving. My phone number will be the same. Just because we aren't a couple anymore, doesn't change the fact that I will not care, morover when its you. Anyway, last but not the least, always remember me because I will never forget about US.

From

A little human you used to know."

.

.

. Few droplets of tears were falling on the piece of paper.

Tears? Oh yes. Of course they were tears. His eyes formed a puddle of tears and gradually he let them fall..

Why was he crying? He didn't know.

He must have felt like a burden was lifted from his back. He was free. He had plenty amount of time for himself. He should be happy with HER decision, shouldn't he?

But no. One could easily see how devastated he was by the way he was crying out loud; crumpling the paper without noticing as if it was his way of showing how much in despair he was.

Why? He didn't know.

For the guilt that he wasn't good enough? Definitely a no because both of them tried their best. May be he could have done more? He didn't know.

For the bond?

For lust?

For the lost love?

For her? He smile, her resting bitch face when she was outside, her weak stomach with an elephant like appetite, her silliness, her clumsiness, her mother like nature, her protective bff behaviors, her possessiveness, her beautiful body which she was really insecure of, her deep brown eyes with the deepest eyelashes he had ever seen.....

Or....

Or For the affection they hold for each other?

For their memories. Where they first met; when he started feeling butterflies for her whenever she was around her; when he confessed and came to know she felt the same for him; Their little but cute dates.. their hugs, kisses, cuddles; when they first made love; when they started planning about their marriage, honeymoon even kids and their names, all while cuddling; When both were goofing around; when they were thrown out of the museums, restaurants or shopping malls because they acted like nothing but some annoying and mischievous kids or some horny teenagers who made out just anywhere and everywhere; the first time they introduced each other to their families; when....

Oh god! He just couldn't count the amount of memories both good and bad they made together for all these years.

He really had many reasons to cry and the first and foremost reason was HER.

Was this love? Or the memories that were haunting him right now? He was confused.

With this inner turmoil and a teary pair of eyes he got up and walked to his room. With the letter written by her.

He threw himself on the bed, lied there closing his eyes with his left hand resting on his forehead.

He was feeling restless. He opened his eyes and read the letter again and again.

After sometime he got up and thought, was this really what he wanted? He didn't know.

For all he knew, she was right. They both needed time.. He just couldn't make a wrong decision again by confusing love with habit. Of course he got habituated with her.

After all they were partners. Even now he knew she was just one call away if he just made an excuse of falling down off stairs. And same applied for him too.

So he just couldn't take this risk. He couldn't let his emotional crisis lead him to something he might regret.

He needed to know that whether he was still in love with her or the feelings they shared.

Love is not materialistic. One can give hundred percent of himself on materialistic things and get results. Why? Because it's just a challenge between you and your potential.

But Love? Even if you give your hundred percent on love, the probability of your other half to give their hundred percent is uncertain. A little mistake, and it will ruin the whole relationship.

He looked at the empty side of his bed where she used to sleep.  He smiled a little and read the letter again. A single tear left from his eye but he wiped it. He took a deep breath,

"Love, I hope we cross the bridge if our feelings ever get sorted out. If not, I promise I'll always remember you".

END

[duckuwu]

i'm really enjoying this new criminal minds. really getting to know everyone a bit better.

see below the cut for my thoughts on it so far

tara and rebecca are so cute. i'm digging them. i still want a bit better wardrobe situation for tara though. what happened to the rocker tees? i mean yeah she's an agent now, but idk something just seems... like i want to know what happened with tara the most because she seems more exhausted than the others? (and yes. yes it could just be due to being a black woman in america who works for the government. but i'd like to see that explanation.) (also this isn't me knocking her wanting to just be practical w/ her outfits / hair etc. i'm just hoping we get some sort of explanation, you know? 'cause it is a shift. and it aint 'cause she's queer 'cause, as she said, she's dated women before. so it's not new. something happened.)

penelope and jj just as strong as ever. ugh all my feels.

i hate that we're essentially going though barnes2.0 though. like uuuugh. even if i liked the actor playing the douche assistant director in fired up, i dont want to see him anymore. go away. shoo.

loving politician!prentiss, knowing exactly how to play barnes2.0's game, when exactly to strike. don't fuck with the ambassador's daughter. actually looking forward to how mama bear prentiss takes care of her team, whilst chopping off barnes2.0's ... *cough* (really loved her outfit in today's episode (episode 3) especially. idk. that teal jacket. i'm biased.)

luke seems the same as ever, love that about him, still would like to learn a bit more about what he's been up to. how's his doggo (ruby?)? loving the brotp that is luke and jj too. hope we get to see that explored in some more depth, not just the actiony bits.

love the way the team has been taking care of rossi, how he's noticed, but wasn't in a place to accept it. loved that moment in episode two where he lists it all out and Prentiss was all 'why would we keep score?' such a good moment. i LOVE how Prentiss and Rossi get each other & work together. that's a really fantastic dynamic, actually.

is it just me or does jj seem to be reacting weirdly to tara having a girlfriend? like i don't think jj's a homophobe in any way (lol y'all know i believe she's bisexual. so. write that down) but she does seem to be reacting interestingly to: being told tara has a girlfriend & then coming across tara holding hands and being cute w said girlfriend. there's interesting facial journeys happening there and i need to know why. i dont know if it will actually be addressed 'cause tv. but i'm kinda thinking it's that tara didnt tell her? maybe? idk or maybe something happened between them. a kinda maybe sorta moment? GASP. or something. there's something.

or maybe jj's just thinking of what could've been with emily if life had been different

penelope is heading into eventual breakdown. i wonder if we'll get to experience that?! how will the team (luke especially) handle it and help her.

zack is doing an excellent job as the bad guy. as per usual. but i cannot help but be like: zack would make an excellent lex luthor. lol soooo lol

[anon0618]

Life updates?

Other than our wedding planning, trying for a baby and going to the gym life has been pretty good. Work is the same as usual. we have had a ton of move outs and i have been doing them all pretty much. yeah wendy still aint shit. but whta can you do. Demi is going to be moving into the surf which i was avoiding telling dimitri because i thought he would feel some type of way about it but he didnt even care. Like i told him and he said “what does that have to do with me? So he either really trusts me or he doesnt remember? i am hoping to be honest that its both. he should trust me. I would never cheat but also like those messages were not my proudest moments so if he forgot them then thats even better for me. Someone died in there apartment and we have to fill that unit. I am worried how thats going to go. Renee is moving into the apartments we live at! WE are going to be neighbors! thats pretty cool. I am going dressing shopping almost a week from now! I am so excited. I hope I find the dress! What else? My mom should be moving into a new apartment with cheap rent! I so hope it happens. If I no longer have to pay her rent then i can put away more money for the wedding.It is looking like it might be around 10k So every little bit helps. Drea had a baby! I dont think I mentioned on here she was pregnant! Im so happy for her. Hes a pretty cute kid. My insecurities havent been as bad lately. I can truthfully say i litterally dont give a shit about any one or anything going on in dimitris phone. I finally feel secure enough that I know he truly truly loves me. He is such a wonderful man. Ive always trusted him but have just been curious about what goes on in that head of his. he just doesnt share with me alot. but ever since we got engaged i just feel even more secure. like i know hes here for me !00%. last week he held me, we made out and we had sex. It was such good sex. I wish we could do it more. But today again we made out and he held me. my god i love being in his arms. how can i explain it? hes just my favorite person in this whole world. Anyway im exhausted. Hopefully the next time I write I will be telling you that I am pregnant!

[kazuwhora]

ONLY ANGEL — K. NAHOYA

syn. nahoya has been dreaming about fucking you ever since you first stepped into his restaurant with your kids at your side. ib: @mal3n0

cw. fem!reader, mom!reader, milf!reader, milf!chaser!nahoya, dom!nahoya, temperature play, ice play, creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, exhibitionism, degradation

wc. 1.465

nahoya had always been a sucker for older women— that much he knew from the moment you stepped foot in his restaurant, toddlers at your hip and tits busting out of your shirt as if you wanted him to look. his eyes stayed glued to your figure, the way you smiled at the server with a hint of exhaustion as he seated you down. nahoya thought about you every day after that, always imagining your tits in his mouth as he fucked you against the storage room wall.

and then the day came that you stepped foot in the shop alone— kids (and husband) nowhere to be seen, and nahoya knew he hit the jackpot. your shirt was barely buttoned, tits bursting at the seams as usual and your hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail that nahoya could only imagine wrapped around his fist.

“hi there!” he remarked, approaching you at the host’s podium. you cocked your head, analyzing his stature before deciding to acknowledge him.

“you’re new?” you asked, having never seen his face before. that’s right— of course you wouldn’t recognize him when he had spent your every visit behind the kitchen’s barrier, watching you carefully from the window in the door. but even so, nahoya felt like he knew you, and thus the confidence coursed through his veins.

“I own the joint, actually” he sneered, though his eyes were creased in a smile. “nahoya” he reached out his calloused hand, waiting for you to shake it, and when you did, the deviance behind his eyes only deepened as he led you to a table near the back.

“never been back here” you mentioned, noticing the way he walked with a spring in his step. he was cute— hair pulled back and tied off with a bandana. he looked far too young to work at a restaurant, let alone own it, and he was lucky you liked a younger man anyhow.

“it’s the vip treatment— aint gonna let’cha have anything less!”

you smiled as he encouraged you to sit, slipping himself down across from you where he propped his elbows up on the table and rested his chin in his palms.

“so” you started, eyes gazing at the swinging doors that seemed to lead to a walk-in freezer. “how big is this place, anyways? how’d a kid like you manage to score this?”

nahoya only laughed. “m’not a kid, but I can give ya the grand tour, whaddya say?”

you shrugged, figuring in your mind that this was your day away from the kids— that you were free from the burdens of your life, at least for the time being. “sure, hit me”

the strings in nahoya’s mind tightened with your words, but his face showed no change as he nodded and stood up, encouraging you to follow. he led you first to the kitchen, where souya and another chef were busy at work, but he took little care in introducing you let alone showing you around the kitchen itself. he seemed more intent on the back room that hid behind the double swinging doors.

“this is the freezer— my favourite” he held the door open for you, egging you to pester and question him. as you stepped into the room, icy air prickled your skin like a thousand tiny needles and made your hair stand in goosebumps. nahoya followed behind, clicking the door shut behind him as cool blue lights illuminated the space. as you turned to face him, his eyes darted straight to your chest where your nipples had perked up, exposing themselves through the thin fabric of your shirt and he grinned with accomplishment. “perfect” he teased, rubbing his hands up and down his arms.

and that’s how nahoya managed to have you bent over the racks of stored food now scattered on the floor, tits pressed against the frosty metal that melted warm spots of condensation where they stuck. his cock was already hard as he stroked his length in his palm, dribbles of precum glistening on his tip as he teased your hole with his cock.

“think you can take it?” he snickered, watching the way you gasped the more he slipped himself inside. when you looked back to him and nodded, he snapped his hips into you until your gasps turned to moans and whimperings of pleasure. his cock was thick— it filled you up like no other and stretched your walls thin until it was hard for your mouth to form words. nahoya’s hands were cold, and they spread tendrils of an icy sting across your skin as he gripped your hips and slammed your ass back against his body.

“fuck” he groaned, watching his cock disappear inside you. “so fuckin’ good”

you whined in response as tears pricked your eyes every time the force of his thrusts made your nipples scrape against the freezing metal. the sting of the ice sent pulses of adrenaline to your clit and made your walls flutter around his cock.

“tell me how good my cock feels” he muttered, eyes squeezed shut as he buried his cock deeper and deeper inside you.

“s-so good daddy, your cock feels so good” you whimpered, feeling the ice invade your senses as you gripped the pole of the storage shelf. your moans seemed to echo in the emptiness of the room, and you were sure you were loud enough for patrons to hear. but nahoya didn’t care— his cock was aching and throbbing with every thrust as the harsh air made him want to sink himself inside you and stay there until you came. but something about the way your body convulsed and jolted, and the way the grip of your hand melted the ice on the metal made him crave more. it made him nearly desperate to watch you quiver and crumble from his cock alone, forced to submit yourself to the frost and subject yourself to the pain of the ice against your skin. he wanted it so bad, and it drove him to piston his hips faster and faster until the sound of skin against skin had nearly drowned out the chorus of your moans and his groans. by now you were sure that his brother at the very least had caught on to your escapade, but the thought of caring was far beyond your mind as nahoya pushed you closer and closer to your limit with every thrust.

and just when you thought you couldn’t hold on much longer, nahoya dug his cock deeper inside you as he reached over your shoulder to scoop a fingerful of the snow that had built up on the shelf. your eyes welled with tears when you caught on to his plan, but it was too late— nahoya had already reached around your hip and pressed the ball of what was now ice against your clit, rubbing it in rough circles as it melted and dripped down your folds. you sobbed at the sensation— it was so cold it almost burned, and your body squirmed and writhed under his grasp that only tightened the more you resisted. your cunt had sucked him in now— so tight he could barely move and he groaned with every shift and struggle of your body. he was so close he could nearly taste his high, and the tears that glossed your eyes only pushed him closer and closer every time you looked back.

“fuck— m’gonna cum” he groaned, running his fingers up your torso until he reached your tits. he lifted your body just enough to grab your nipples in a pinch, one that pulled a shriek from your lips as his hips picked up pace once again. your clit was still throbbing from the ice, and as nahoya’s cock twitched with every deepened thrust, your head began to spun and your vision spun as the kiss of his cock against your sweet spot sent you over the edge of your pleasure. your cunt squeezed around his cock, milking him desperately as his cum came in spurts of warmth that he fucked deeper and deeper inside of you.

“fuck your husband” he muttered, forcing his cum inside you, but he was barely audible through the sounds of your choked sobs that echoed off the walls. “gonna make you mine instead”

and even if you couldn’t hear him, the spite of his words brought the heat back to your skin and lit your clit on fire as his thrusts slowed to a near stop, cum leaking slowly from your messy folds as he pulled his cock away with a pop.

“I love filthy whores like you” he groaned, toying with his seed that dripped from your cunt. “you’re gonna be my toy from now on, ‘kay?”

🔖 @manjiroscum @01-20-1992 @tirzamisu @maytey @keisaint @haruphilia @miytsuya @champagnej @lovemegood @tofu-and-aesthetic @ravenina14 @kokonoienjoyer @dilf-city @z-na @souyatr @icecreamranwich @toyomitsus @saitaso @chieeeeeee @lalalemon101 @wakasa-wifey @roppongiperfume @nanaminshousewife @iz-ana @blueparadis @miuuako @crybabylisa @zitabob @bxnten @minoozi @whosarlet @rindousprincess @s-nzu @zuuki @thevoidwriting @k-ryuuguji @thekillingtimethekillingmoon @chronic-claire-universe @poena-et-peccatum @dukina @dessceased @chifuyuslilkitten @suspirihah @justhere @sofiakujo @4g0j0 @sloth-fox @cults-soundtrackthree @haitaini

[kitsunekissesxo]

Demon Bros Pet Names HCs and Scenarios

Demon Brothers Pet Names Headcanons and Kiss Scenarios

Summary: Headcanons of the brother’s petnames for you, vice versa, gender neutral MC, fluff kisses  <3

Warnings: Implied nsfw, suggestive, somewhat explicit

Lucifer:

Oh, Lucifer. This man may seem cold but on the inside, and when the two of you are alone, he’s the biggest softie. Like, big softie.

His pet names are more...traditional, if you will. He absolutely despises pet names such as baby, babe, honey, etc., so don’t expect him to use them. If you use them on him, expect a wrinkled nose and a grimace.

His personal favorites are my beloved, my rose, my darling, my love, my dear. He’s very possessive of you and intends to make sure his pet names for you further prove that.

He allows you to call him Luci and LuLu when you’re alone, and, even though he vehemently denies it, he finds it incredibly endearing. Other than that, he isn’t very fond of pet names for himself.

However, he simply adores when you call him your love. He might be possessive of you, but it fills him with so much pride knowing that you want others to know he’s yours as well. 

During sex, you 100% call him Daddy and Sir if you’re into that. If not, his love-making is so intense that you can only manage to utter out his name- and he loves that. It really strokes his ego wink wink

Lucifer absolutely adores calling you princess/my prince during sex, no matter what the mood is. He finds the way it makes your face flush irresistible. 

“Luuuuciiiiii,” you whined out impatiently, attempting to get your boyfriend’s attention. He’d had his nose stuck in paperwork for hours now and you were in some serious need of attention. “You haven’t so much as looked up at me in the past, like, 10 hours,” you pouted.

Finally he raised his head to lock eyes with you. Dark circles marred his beautifully pale skin, showing the effect of the overwhelming workload he was forcing himself to push through. You felt your heart ache at the sight of him, all signs of impatience leaving you to be replaced with a look of worry.

He gave you a weak smile while resting his head in his hand. All you wanted was to wrap him up in your arms and play with his hair as he napped against your chest. So that’s exactly what you went to do- love him.

You stepped towards him, his tired eyes looking up at you quizically.

“My love, please take a break. You’re exhausted. Please,” you softly pleaded, reaching your hand out to hold his cheek, thumb swiping back and forth soothingly.

He closed his eyes and pressed himself into your hand, letting out a content sigh, bringing his own hand up to hold yours to his face. Your heart swelled with love- early on the in the relationship, he’d flinch when you’d try to touch him. Now he treasured every carress you had to offer.

“Come here darling,” he murmured, motioning for you to climb into his lap. You did as he asked, straddling his lap and lacing your hands together at the nape of his neck.

The way he looked at you with such adoration made your heart race. You leaned down to capture his lips in a sweet, loving kiss. His hands came up to press you closer to him, one hand threading into your hair and the other pressing on your lower back. Your fingers played with the hair on the nape of his neck.

He pulled away slightly to whisper against your lips,

“You always know how to stir up these feelings in me, my dear.”

Mammon:

This man adores the cheesy petnames. Like the tsundere he is though, he denies it with a blush so intense it reaches his ears.

He doesn’t even use petnames for you when your relationship first begins. The tsundere is strong with this one.

At first, it seems like all he ever wants to call you is “his human”. And you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little disappointed

Until one fateful day, he called you. You picked up the phone eagerly and to your surprise he uttered out a, “Hey babe, are ya busy right now? Ya better not be- come to my room asap.”

Needless to say, you could have sworn your heart skipped a beat

Mammon’s pet names of choice include, but aren’t limited to, sugar, baby doll, dollface, doll, baby, babe, honey bun/honey bunny

He loves anything that will make you smile, though. It’s his favorite thing in the whole world.

During intimate times he mainly sticks to calling you baby and baby doll, expect him to desperately moan that into the crook of your neck as he begs you to continue

He blushes, stammers, tells you to stop, but then tells you to not stop when you call him pet names. He not-so-secretly loves it, and you know it.

You like to call him mammonie, monmon, baby/babe, handsome, and my prince. Just to mess with him and to see that cute flush of red on his gorgeous tan skin. It’s also undeniably cute and cheesy

During sex, he absolutely adores being called baby boy. It really gets him going. This boy is a sub

You were scribbling school notes in your notepad, studying for the upcoming exam when your D.D.D rang. You sighed, setting your pencil down and reaching for your D.D.D to see who was interrupting your study session.

It was Mammon.

Of course it was. You adored him, you really did, but his timing was pretty awful. You answered and put the phone up to your ear with your shoulder so you could continue copying down some notes that Satan so generously lent you.

“Yo, yo, yo! Babe, are ya busy? Ya better not be- come to my room asap!” He exclaimed happily.

The phone fell from your shoulder and onto your notepad. You had felt your heart skip a beat. He called you babe.

“U-uh...MC? MC??? That was an accident. I aint mean it. Just...come to my room. Hello? Human, are ya even there??” He stammered on nervously.

You scrambled to pick the phone up, responding in a teasing tone, “Mammon. Three things. 1: I heard that. 2: I’m studying. 3: I heard you call me that.”

You could hear him huff on the other end. He was seriously too cute, too easily flustered.

“Just drop it, wouldja? I aint mean it! Now get your ass over here- I dont care if you’re studying. No one makes The Great Mammon wait!!”

You could practically see him puff his chest out. You just wanted to engulf him in a hug and ruffle his snowy locks so badly. 

With a grin, you taunted, “Okay, babe. I’ll be right over.”

You hung up just as he began to sputter and protest, checked yourself in the mirror, sprayed some perfume/cologne on, and began to make your way to Mammon’s room.

As you reached Mammon’s room, you thanked all your lucky stars that you didn’t run into any of the brothers. Without warning, you swung Mammon’s door open, and he jumped with a shriek.

“Jeez, ya scared the livin’ evil outta me, human!” he exclaimed, clutching his t-shirt near his heart. His cheeks were already tinted a lovely blushed hue against his beautifully tanned skin.

“Awww, sorry Monmon. Didn't mean to startle you,” you poked, watching as he crossed his arms over his chest, beginning to protest that you didn't, in fact, frighten him.

You quickly leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on his lips. He froze, and you could practically hear his heart race. You pulled away, both hands coming up to the nape of his neck as he just stared at you, mouth slightly open, his face bright red. 

“You worry too much, baby.” You teased him, a smile playing on your lips.

And then he leaned in to return your kiss, hands settling on your lower back gingerly

Needless to say, he began to “accidentally” continue to call you endless pet names. He really did love them and you

Leviathan:

Please, for the love of all things unholy, please let this shy boy call you silly pet names. He adores them, simply because it makes you giggle, and he loves knowing that he’s the one making you laugh

Levi appears as though he doesn’t feel shame, but we know he just hides it really well. However, he still rambles to anyone and everyone about Ruri-chan and anime, so he won’t mind you using pet names for eachother around other people

Because of his anxiety though, he probably won’t be too keen on that idea at first. Will his brothers laugh at him? Surely they’ll think he’s gross and creepy regarding his choice of pet names, right? Wrong. Ensure to him that he doesn’t have to do anything that he isn’t comfortable with, and if anyone judges them then they’re just normies. He’ll love you forever.

Levi’s most used pet names for you are sunshine, cutie, snookums, goofball, and player 2

Sunshine is his personal favorite because humans seem to associate happiness with the sun, and you’re his main source of happiness. So why wouldn’t he call you that?

He also refers to you as his player 2 a lot. You’re not only his lover, but his best friend. His partner in crime. His Henry. 

Calling him pet names is undoubtedly one of your favorite things. He stutters, blushes such a deep shade of red, and tries to hide his face behind his hands. Please take ahold of wrists, move them from his face, take hold of his face, and place a kiss on his nose. You want Levi.exe to stop working? K.O’d? Do that.

Your favorite pet names for him are Leviachan, cutie, sweetie, handsome devil, baby boy, my sweet prince, etc. Anything that helps boost his confidence is a good pet name in your book.

During sex, Levi would hardly be able to form a coherent sentence, so I imagine your name would fall from his bitten lips like a mantra

If you’re into it, he would be down to call you master/mistress, 100%

Most of the time you call him baby boy and sweet boy and needy during sex. I HC that he’s very submissive and melts at your endearing yet dominating pet names for him.

We also know it’s canon that Levi has a degradation kink- so use it. Call him a whore, pervert, slut, needy bitch. He’ll let out the sweetest whines and whimpers.

“Levi, sweetie, I promise it’s okay. Nothing happened between Mammon and I. We just went shopping,” You gently explained to a very frazzled Levi.

He was sitting in his gaming chair, anime paused, arms crossed, avoiding your gaze, and pouting. A frown also adorned his troubled features.

He refused to answer you.

“Levi, please speak to me,” you tried again, reaching out to take ahold of his hand.

You offered your hand to him gingerly. He studied it for a moment, and then, with a blush beginning to spread across his cheeks, he complied and laced his fingers with yours. He heaved a sigh as you swiped your thumb against his hand soothingly.

“I know, MC. I trust you. It just makes my blood boil knowing you’re out with him instead of being with me....I don’t really blame you though, I guess. I’m a gross and yucky otaku. I wouldn’t want to hang out with me either,” he grumbled, his voice cracking near the end, along with your heart. You wished so badly he wouldn’t talk so down on himself all the time.

It was time to show Levi just how much he meant to you.

You surged forward to engulf your serpent-like boyfriend in a bone-crushing hug. He let out a squeak, his arms coming up in surprise.

“Leviachan, I wish you saw how much I love you. I love spending time with you. I love playing games with you. I love watching anime with you. I love listening to you rant and ramble about them. I love how passionate you are. You’re so cute when you get like that, yknow?” You murmured to him with as much love as you could muster.

Suddenly his arms were wrapped around you, hugging you tightly to him. He planted a kiss on the top of your head before nuzzling his nose into your hair.

“You normie,” he whispered, “you’re really too much. I think you’re the only person who can find my ranting endearing.”

You pulled away with a pretend frown on your face, lacing your fingers with his once more.

“Normie? Again? Really Leviachan? In what way am I a normie?” You prodded, grinning at him.

He blushed, looking down at your intertwined hands.

“I suppose you’re not really that much of a normie. You do nerd out with me, to be fair...” He grinned back at you- a genuine grin, at that. It warmed your heart.

Before you could say anything else, Levi surged forward to place a chaste kiss on your lips. It was gone as soon as it was there. You blinked, wide eyed at him. His face was ablaze- you didn’t think you had ever seen him so flushed. You didn’t even know he had the confidence in him to do that.

In a rare moment of softness, he whispered

“I love you, sunshine. I really do. I wouldn’t want anyone else to be my player 2.” 

Satan:

Satan is the absolute best in the business at hiding his true intentions; after all, all smiles are an act

Except... you actually stir up feelings of love within him, and it drives his curiosity through the roof

He appears to be very confident so his brothers opinions don’t really matter to him. He’s also awfully petty, so I imagine he moreso uses pet names for you around them to simply dangle in their faces that only he can do that

That doesn’t change the fact that every time you use a pet name for him, hes face flushes an adorable red before he sorts himself out

His favorite pet names for you are sweetheart, kitten, darling, little kitty, gorgeous, wildflower, and my sweet girl/sweet boy

We all know this man is into pet play, so his most used nicknames for you are kitten and little kitty. During and not during intimate times. 

During sex, Satan calls you all sorts of endearing terms- he’s a master of dirty talking. It’s filthy yet simultaneously charming. Kitten, darling, and your name roll off of his tongue the most. If you’re into it, he will definitely degrade you, calling you a needy whore, filthy slut, cumslut, cumrag, fuck toy, you name it and he’ll use it. He’d most likely be opposed to calling you a bitch- it feels too hurtful for him.

You love to call him handsome, my bookworm, stud(teasingly), good looking, and babe/baby. Each and every one earns a chuckle and a momentary blush from him, so it’s definitely worth it. 

Want his attention when he’s too busy reading? Call out his name a few times- he can hear you, but he chooses to ignore you. Bring out the pet names and he’ll be burying his blushing face into his book, completely flustered. He takes a moment to compose himself before tutting at you. You interrupted his very important reading- how naughty.

When Satan’s feeling dominant, he’s dominant. He demands that you call him Sir or Master during sex. He doesn’t mind being called Daddy, but it doesn’t get him going quite like the other two do. When he’s feeling more submissive, absolutely call him your handsome boy. Pet gets him riled up as well- use it from time to time.

You couldn’t believe just how beautiful the sight in front of you was. The stars in the Devildom seemed to burn brighter and more fiercely than the ones in the human world. You were almost entranced by them, not wanting to tear your eyes away from the gorgeous nighttime sky.

That is, until you felt the hand that was holding yours give a gentle squeeze. You quickly turned your head to make eye contact with his emerald gaze. The main emotion you could see in Satan’s eyes was adoration, and suddenly your heart was being squeezed as well as your hand.

Here you were, taking a late night stroll in the Devildom with Satan, the night sky painted with deep clouds and bright stars, and he was looking at you like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

He had taken you to what appeared to be a park. You walked along the path hand in hand as you took in every little detail. The deep greenish blue bushes were hiding little critters, the pond had a fountain that splashed around the deep blue water, there were bugs that looked and acted an awful lot like lightning bugs(Satan explained that they were practically the same except that these were called Hell Fire Bugs, were only found in the Devildom, and had little horns that adorned their head), there were giant flowers of golden and orange hues everywhere, and, to your delight, there was a little wooden bench sat right in the perfect spot.

“Satan, can we sit down?” You asked with a smile, motioning to the bench. “I love where it’s positioned; you can take in everything perfectly!” You peered up at him to see that a gentle smile was gracing his features. 

“Of course we can sit down, darling. Are your legs feeling tired of walking as well?” He pondered. After all, he wasn’t completely sure what a human’s threshold for walking distance was.

“Mm, a little bit,” you admitted, absentmindedly rubbing your arm. You’d gotten so caught up in his presence and the sights around you that you’d only just now noticed the beginning of a burning sensation in your legs.

“That’s a shame. I guess I’ll have to carry you to the bench then, huh, kitten?” He said, flashing you a sly smile.

Protests left your mouth but to no avail. You were already thrown over his shoulder, his long fingers resting on your bum, giving a gentle pat. He was comfortably warm, and you were lying if you said you couldn’t stay in his strong arms forever.

You were giggling, squirming, demanding that he put you down that instant- but you both knew how much you loved it. His grip tightened on you as a warning.

“Kitty, if you keep squirming, I’ll have to punish you. It’s not nice to deny my kind gestures.” He teasingly warned, giving a harsher smack to your bum. And at that, you huffed, but calmed down.

He gently set you down on the bench, caressing your face before sitting down next to you, reaching out to grab ahold of your hand once again. You gladly took his hand in yours, sighing contentedly as he swiped his thumb soothingly against yours.

You leaned in closer to him, pressing against his side, and placed a gentle peck on his cheek. His skin was so soft, so warm. Welcoming. You couldn’t have felt more safe, more comfortable, more at home than you did in this moment. He let out a light chuckle.

“Are you happy now?” He murmured, snaking an arm around your waist to pull you flush against his side. You curled your arms around his arm closest to you, resting your head on his broad shoulder. You breathed in deeply, taking in his calming scent. He smelled like old books and tea. “I couldn’t be happier.” You whispered out. Your heart was so full, you could hardly take it.

“Good, I’m glad,” He warmly responded, and began to absentmindedly play with your hair as you both enjoyed the scenery in a comfortable silence. 

“Hey, Satan?” You gingerly asked after a few minutes. He gave a hum in response.

“I wish we could stay like this forever.” You admitted, feeling your face heat up.

He craned his neck to peer down at you, you pulling away gently to look at him.

“You truly are something else. You want to stay with me, a demon, forever? Are you sure about that?” He inquired, secretly hoping you wouldn’t backtrack. And you didn’t.

“I’ve never been more sure in my life. I love you.” You whispered back.

His only response were gentle hands coming up to cup your face, his lips softly melting against yours.

Asmodeus:

Naturally, as the Avatar of Lust, pet names are his forte. He calls you pet names about as often as he tries to cop a feel- so, very often

He loves using them in front of anyone and everyone, shame just isn’t a word in his vocabulary. He finds cute nicknames incredibly endearing and genuinely wonders why everyone doesn’t feel the same way about them.

He high-key expects you to use pet names for him as well. Let EVERYONE know he’s your beautiful boy, dammit. Its obvious but it makes him feel happy, so you’re more than willing to comply. 

His personal favorite pet names for you include, but aren’t limited to, cherub, dear, little darling, angel face, doll face, honey/hun, bunbun, love bug, lover, and mi amor. 

He simply loves to do anything and everything you want him to do to please you, but he expects the same energy in return. 

So, during intimate times, if you want him to degrade you he will. It just isn’t his favorite thing to do- he’d rather worship you and make you feel on top of the world with honey dripping words. Therefore, during sex, he prefers to call you darling, baby, baby girl/baby boy, princess/my prince, beautiful, etc. If you want him to call you mommy/daddy, master/mistress, or sir/madam, he absolutely will. Anything to please you.

Your pet names of choice for him include asmobaby, asmo, lover boy, cutie, beau, charmer, eye candy, heart breaker, heart throb, etc.

“How’s my favorite heart breaker doing?” “Feeling a little frisky, are we, lover boy?” “You see that absolute eye candy over there? That’s my boyfriend”

During sex, you call Asmo anything and everything you want. He’s down to try and do anything, so he’s all yours. He’ll do the same for you. However, he does love being praised- so please use praising pet names for him like gorgeous, handsome, sexy, etc

The most passionate and intense lover you will ever have, and his endless pet names are only the tip *wink wink* of the iceberg. 

For once in the Devildom, you were freezing. Your nose was numb, red, just an icicle, really. 

Asmo had dressed you up with a pompom hat, fluffy earmuffs, and a giant puffy coat with gloves to match in attempts to keep you warm in the Devildom’s famous ice rink. Of course, his entire outfit matched yours with a lovely complimentary color. He figured it was enough for him, so surely his little cherub was warm and snug, right? Wrong. Somewhat wrong, anyway. You were still cold and made a point to complain about it to Asmo. 

“Dear, I promise I will warm you up as soon as we leave, just please do this for me?” He begged, holding your gloved hands in his own. His pinkish-yellow hued eyes stared into your own hopefully, and you knew you could never turn down those puppy eyes of his.

He cheered excitedly when you agreed and took you by the hand over to the rink. He turned around to face you, an expectant expression on his face. He took your hand and placed his lips on the backside, winking up at you, before murmuring, “Watch and learn mi amor!”

With wide eyes you watched as Asmo skated off, moving with incredible balance and grace. Every move was intentional; he looked stunning in this state. Here he was, skating a lutz, an axel, a salchow, everything. He was professional level talented, and he never told you! And, oh, yes, you. You could skate, but not well. 

“Asmobaby, I didn’t know you were so talented at this!” You exclaimed as he approached you, an accomplished smile adorning his features. You skated over to him, his hand reaching out to grab yours as you skated together side by side.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it? I love how graceful it looks,” he responded, as you noticed how the tip of his nose was beginning to turn red. His breathing was still a little irregular, his breath coming out in puffs, the cold making the cloud of breath visible. He was so beautiful.

“Darling, if you keep staring at me like that, I won’t be able to control myself,” he teased, squeezing your hand.

You quickly averted your eyes, your face flushing at being caught.

“Oh, don't be embarrassed, MC! There’s nothing wrong with admiring beauty! I do it with you all the time, you know.” He winked, and you had to slap away a wandering hand, leaving a very pouty Asmo.

You attempted to get closer to give him a kiss to make up for it, but you lost your balance, falling right onto your bum. Asmo gasped, made sure you were okay, and then giggled at you.

“Asmo!! I just fell!! On ice!! And you’re laughing!” you feigned offense, resting your hand over your chest. “And I was going to give you a kiss, too!”

Asmo leaned down to help you up, murmuring, “You can’t help but fall for my charming self, hm, love bug?”, and pressed a loving kiss to your chilly lips. His nose bumped against yours, somehow still warm to the touch. You were so enraptured by his lips that you hadn’t even realized he’d gotten you back on your feet.

“How about we...continue this later?” Asmo whispered as you pulled away.

“Oh, you better. You promised to warm me up, lover boy” You huffed, beginning to skate off with him again. “Don’t have to ask me twice, doll. I’ll show you my love allllll night. Now, watch this next trick- it’s absolutely stunning!”

Beelzebub:

This wholesome boy honestly doesn’t understand pet names at first

“Why would I call you a baby, MC, you’re clearly a grown human??”

Even after you explain it to him, he still doesn’t really get it, but it makes you happy, and he’ll do anything to make you happy

When you tell him that he doesn’t have to call you baby/babygirl/babyboy, that he can use almost anything, he lights up.

“My cheesebur-” “No, Beel, anything but that”

Once he somewhat gets the gist of petnames, his preferred ones for you are love muffin, pumpkin, cookie, honey, sweetheart, gum drop, and cupcake

Occasionally calls you his cheeseburger just to enjoy your reaction

Please, please, please, don’t be mean about it. this baby's feelings are hurt so easily and he always means well 

You favorite pet names for him are Beel, beelzeburger,  big guy/big boy, bunny,/honey bun, bonbon, sweet boy, honeybee, Cookie Monster, and handsome

Each time you call him something other than his name, he blushes profusely, his lips upturned in a happy smile

Adores everything you call him, even if its incredibly cheesy because he loves cheese you chose those pet names for him specifically, and he feels honored

During sex, he’s so focused on how good it feels and trying to not hurt you that anything that comes to mind rolls off of his tongue when he speaks, which isn’t often

mainly calls you by your name, but he loves to use babygirl/babyboy if you like it

he also prefers for you to call out his name, as other names don’t really do much for him. if you’re into it, though, I'm sure he won't mind if you call him daddy. will be incredibly confused the first time you gasp it out though

“Huh? Is your father here? Or did you call me that? You’re not my child, though...?”

The music was loud- blaring, actually, and your head was beginning to ache.

Lord Diavolo was holding a party at his castle, with almost every one of his friends invited- it was a huge party. Everyone was sat down at tables or were out on the dance floor. Lucifer was chatting it up with Barbatos, Simeon, Luke(who was just following Simeon around), and Lord Diavolo, Satan was sipping some demonus while flipping through the pages of a book, absentmindedly chatting with Solomon, Mammon and Asmo were participating in some dance competition, Levi was playing his switch with his headphones on, and Belphie was napping on Beel’s shoulder. 

You were sitting at the table with Satan and Solomon, feeling particularly uninterested in their talk of spells and magic. The music was nice, and Mammon and Asmo looked like they were having fun, but you didn’t have the energy to tear it up on the dance floor. You heaved a sigh, feeling insufferably bored.

And that’s when your eyes landed on Beel. Belphie had his cow print pillow resting in the crook of Beel’s neck, snuggling himself into Beel. He was zonked. And poor Beel was munching on whatever food he had left on his plate, looking just as bored as you- at this rate, he wouldn’t have any food left, and soon. 

Making your mind up, you got up from the table and made your way over to Beel. As you got closer, Beel lifted his head at your approaching footsteps and smiled when he saw that it was you- you swore it made your heart beat faster.

“Gum drop! I was wondering when you would come over.” He smiled, motioning for you to take the seat next to him. Belphie continued to snooze on. 

“Actually, Beel, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the kitchen with me? Your supply on food is low, cookie monster ..” You murmured in his ear. He nodded, and went to wake up Belphie. Talking to him didn’t work, shaking didn’t work, nothing did. Beel carefully moved Belphie’s pillow on the table, his head now resting on Beel’s shoulder, and then gently moved Belphie’s head to rest on his pillow. He continued his little cat nap, completely unbothered. 

Beel stood up, took your hand in his, and led you to kitchen.

You lifted yourself up on the counter to sit, watching as Beel opened every cabinet and drawer, rummaging for something else to devour. He finally made his way to the fridge and freezer, and let out a delighted laugh when he discovered a pint of hellish nightshade ice cream.

“Wanna share?” He asked, smiling and showing you the ice cream container.

“Uh, Beel, can humans even eat nightshade? Won’t it kill me?” You inquired, fairly sure that nightshade would kill you dead.

“Oh, no, it won’t. Barbatos said there’s different kinds of nightshade that won’t hurt humans and Lord Diavolo made sure that everything here is human-proof!” He happily exclaimed, already grabbing two spoons. 

If it did kill you, well, that was Lucifer’s problem because you were gonna enjoy some ice cream with your boyfriend.

Beel began to happily eat the sweet treat, you taking bites whenever you could get your spoon in. He noticed you were having some troubles and shyly apologized, retreating his spoon so you could get a good bite.

And oh, you did. It was a heaping spoonful, resulting in ice cream getting on the corners of your mouth. You didn’t know why Beel was suddenly staring ravenously at you instead of the ice cream.

“You have ice cream on your mouth,” he murmured, leaning in closer to you, his face inches away from yours. Your breath sped up.

“Wanna help me clean it off?” Was all you needed to ask before his mouth was on yours, delicately licking off the ice cream. His hands rested gently on your waist, your own hands resting on his broad shoulders. He pulled back gently, a buzzing sound emanating from him.

“I always love your taste,” he exclaimed happily, blush spreading across his cheeks. 

You leaned back in for another syrupy sweet kiss, Beel all too happy to oblige.

Belphegor:

ah, our favorite eboy

he thinks pet names are cute and he really enjoys them, but he’ll never outwardly say that. he might mention it to you when you’re half asleep, though

gets all blushy blushy uwu when you use them around other people, but he doesn't mind. don't expect him to use them on you around other people, though- that's mostly for when you're alone

when he's really happy to see you or really sleepy he’ll use pet names for you regardless of who is around

he finds it to be very intimate so he likes keeping it to yourselves

his favorite pet names for you are dork, cuddle bug, star, teddy bear, and pillow pet

he loves stars and stargazing, and especially loves stargazing with you so he figured why not combine two things he loves and call you his star

he also loves to snuggle you, so you're practically his personal teddy bear- and he wouldnt have it any other way 

you're favorite pet names for him are cowboy, Little Dipper, cuddle monster, snuggle bug, belpharoo, belphie/belpie, and sleepy prince

during sex, belphie likes to call you his cowgirl when he's feeling more dom. he seems like a bratty power bottom/sub, so he’ll call you master/mistress, mommy/daddy if you like that, but he’ll give you shit for it. other than that, your name falls from his lips in breathy moans and whines

you tend to call him baby boy, sweet prince, brat, good/bad boy, naughty boy during sex. he loves being called a bad/naughty boy, PLEASE do it, it really gets him going 

You woke with a start, eyes blinking a few times as you looked around you. You had fallen asleep in the Planetarium. stargazing with Belphie. Oh yeah, Belphie. You turned your head to see he was still fast asleep, holding onto your arm with a death grip. You knew waking him would be fun.

“Belphie? Bellphiiieeeee...” You whispered in his ear, which earned you a little bit of stirring from him. 

“Belpharooooo, it’s wakey time,” You said a bit more loudly, beginning to rub his shoulder.

His eyes fluttered open sleepily, his amethyst gaze meeting yours warmly. He stretched his arms out with an adorably soft yawn, his shirt riding up to expose his soft yet toned abdomen. He gave you a sleepy smile.

“I love waking up to the sight and sound of you, teddy bear” he murmured out, clinging onto you once again, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. Your own arm was wrapped around him, the other coming up to lazily play with his hair. He let out an almost purring sound, attempting to get as close to you as possible.

“Uh uh, Belphie, we can’t go back to sleep yet. We’re still in the Planetarium- let’s go to bed, okay my sleepy prince?” You cooed, patting his back to get him to sit up.

With a huff, he sat up, but demanded you pull him up by his arms, giving you the sweetest smile in return. He complained the entire way to his and Beel’s room, his hand gripping yours loosely as you lead him forward.

Beel wasn’t there when you arrived which disappointed you both a bit, but you figured he’d be back soon and with some snacks, too, so that was a plus.

Immediately Belphie flopped onto his bed, hardly giving you enough time to crawl into bed beside him before he cocooned himself with blankets. He turned to face you, eyes glazed over, and yawned once more. You yawned in return, the both of you giggling. His amethyst eyes never left you, even when his hair fell into his face. You gently brushed the strands of navy blue hair out of his eyes, giving him a soft smile as his own hand came up to keep your hand pressed against his face. He nuzzled into your hand, sighing happily, before you wrapped your arms around him loosely. 

“Goodnight, teddy bear” he murmured as you both drifted off to sleep once more.

A few hours had passed when you woke again , only to find that Belphie had not only pushed you to the edge of the bed, but had also stolen all of the covers and blankets. You were chilly without either of those. 

You shook him, earning a groan from the sleepy demon. 

“Belphie I love you but I swear I will execute you if you don’t give some blankets back” you lightheartedly threatened, opting to lay your body across his.

“I don't know what you’re talking about,” he murmured, nuzzling further into his pillows.

“Oh no, you don’t. I literally have no covers! You have all of them! I’m freezing!” you exclaimed desperately. 

He poked his head out of his cocoon, a mischievous glint in those amethyst eyes, his hair sticking up in random spots.

“If you want a blanket so bad, then come get one from me.” He dared you, a smile playing on his sleepy features.

You immediately began your assault by tickling his sides, which resulted in him laughing, gasping, and trying to swat you away. You began giggling with him, not stopping your violent attack on the poor helpless demon. Your torture went on for a few minutes before he finally gave in. 

“Okay, okay! I give in! You can have all the blankies you want, I swear!” he puffed out heavily, tears forming in his eyes from being tickled and laughing so much.

You smiled triumphantly as he let you into his little blanket cocoon, immediately becoming engulfed by warmth and his scent. You were waiting for both of your breaths to even out as you heard a low voice say,

“Hey, I know you guys love each other and all but it’s 4am and I’m kinda trying to sleep”

You looked at Belphie, holding back a giggle as he gave an apology to poor Beel. 

You snuggled up to Belphie once again, beginning to feel sleep take over your body for the 3rd time that day. You fell asleep before Belphie, so you never felt the soft kiss he planted on your forehead and the sweetest “I love you so much” he whispered in your ear.

I hope you enjoyed this! I loved finally writing for all of the brothers- It was so much fun figuring out how to incorporate their personality into my own writing style. Let me know if you’d like me to do a version of this with the undateables! As always, all feedback is appreciated. <3

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RISES THE MOON

leon s kennedy x reader // 7 // wallflower blooming

"that felt really good..." you whisper, and he agrees. "i've been waiting to do that.." he admits with a small laugh. you giggle too, giving him another eskimo kiss as you coddle him close. "trials might start soon..." you say, glancing out the cracked window at the brightened (yet still dark) sky. "nah, we still have a while." leon grins, leaning in to give you a loving smooch. you hum happily, cupping his face as his tongue gently brushes against your bottom lip. "we have at least an hour.." leon trails off, and you catch his meaning immediately. "yeah, we do." you smile.

tags: smooching, a lot of it, relationship development, it aint official yet, leon being a good boy, mild crying

warnings: smexy time, leon giving head :), he just wants to pamper you, very much a people pleaser, me trying to write this as gn as possible without implying any genitalia <3, fingering, semi-public sex?? leon having a praise kink, leon being a sub bc ur welcome, blowjob and handjob for leon hc he's a good boy that deserves love

tag list:

@trinswhimsys , @hex-touchstarved <3

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you felt safer in trials with leon. a special bond formed between the two of you after that night, and the entity only spawns you both together in trials. you were a team, and a powerful one. with you eliminating totems and any traps and leon pumping out gens and distracting the killer from you. the entity grows amused as it watches the killers scramble to combat your powerful strategies. leon huffs as he finds you at the gate, he left ghostface in the dust after you taught him how to evade them better. you grin at him, and he smiles, leaning in to give you a soft kiss as you open the gate. "thanks for getting rid of noed." he says softly as you grab his hands to pull him through the gate. "no problem, can't have the pretty boy dying." you tease as he rolls his eyes and follows you. "hey.." you say softly before the two of you leave. "hm? what's wrong?" leon stops too, letting you fiddle with his hands, a habit you picked up when you're nervous.

"what... what are we?" you ask quietly, and leon thinks for a moment. "what do you want us to be?" he asks, watching your face carefully. "i... don't know..." you whisper, letting him pull you into a hug. "well... i want us to be a thing, but i don't wanna push you." leon admits, and you nod. "i know.. but... it just doesn't feel real that someone as good as you likes me..." you sigh, resting your forehead against him as he holds you tighter. "nonsense, of course i do." he smiles, giving your forehead a soft kiss as the ground shakes. "c'mon, lets go before we get killed." he says softly, pulling you through the gate and into safety.

the two of you arrive at your shack, and you sigh as you flop down onto the bed. leon chuckles at your exhausted expression as he takes off his new jacket. "you alright?" he asks softly as he sits next to you. humming with a nod, and you take his hands in yours to fiddle with them idly. "what's up?" he asks, watching you play with his fingers. "hm?" your eyes find his, and he gestures to your joined hands with his head. "you normally do this when you're nervous. what's wrong?"

"nothing, just tired." you reply quietly, and leon hums. "alright.." he sounds unsure but lets it go as you pull one of his hands to your cheek. "i just like your hands." you admit, and he chuckles. "alright, i see that." leon's worry melts away and you smile. "what'cha thinking about?" you ask him softly, sitting up to look at him. "just what you said outside the gate." he replies, blushing slightly. "oh..." you huff, clambering into his lap to hug him. leon's arms wrap around your waist as he hooks his head on your shoulder. you nuzzle his neck, rubbing his back gently. "what do you want us to be?" he asks again, voice soft. "i... i do really want to be with you too... but i'm too scared." you admit, and leon hums. "you don't have to be scared." he replies softly, adjusting you in his lap so you were comfy. you sigh, closing your eyes as leon gives your cheek a soft kiss. "i'll always be here for you." the blonde assures you, and you hum. "i know. i'm just scared that i'll either lose you, or you'll change your mind." you say, your arms tightening on him.

"i'll never change my mind, you know that. and i'll never turn my back on you, or think any less of you. i'll be here." leon smiles, resting his head on yours. you sniffle slightly as you nod, "thank you... i just... after everything it feels so surreal that someone cares about me." you say softly, tears wetting his neck. "i know. it's hard to adjust to, but we're making progress." leon says, giving your head soft scratches to comfort you. you sigh, leaning onto him more, pinning him between the wall and your body. "tired?" he asks softly, and you shake your head no. "wanna go for a walk?" you sit back, waiting for his response. "sure, we can avoid the camps and go through one of the realms?" he suggests, and you nod. "the red forest is pretty, can we go there?" you ask softly, and leon chuckles with a nod. "sure, c'mon." he lets you pull him up from the bed and grabs his jacket and an offering on his way out.

your eyes find some fireflies that are floating near the gate. they're peaceful, and leon follows your gaze to the luminous bugs. "c'mon, i think theres a pond in a forbidden area. i used to hide there then get hatch in trails before i got a bit braver." you pull leon along by his hand. "what if it's been blocked off?" he suggests, and you hum in thought. "then we can sit in a quiet area." you smile and leon nods, "alright." the crack in the wall was boarded up, and you try pushing them. the bent nails creak under your weight as leon moves you out of the way. readying himself, his boot goes through the boards. you clap slightly, grinning at him. "that was hot." you tease, pulling the blushing blonde through the crack.

the pond is peaceful, and you sit happily next to the bank. leon joins you, watching you cradle a beetle before it jumps off and scurries away. "this is nice." leon smiles, and you nod. "i found it by accident, luckily it's in the corner so no one knows about it." you shrug, leaning against leon as he admires the clear water. "wanna bathe?" he asks teasingly, but freezes when you nod. "yeah, i'm covered in dirt." you laugh, standing to strip your dirty shirt off. you offer leon your hand, and he quickly takes it. you grasp his hands with both of yours, and it takes most of your weight to actually haul him up, it's cute.

leon lets you take off his jacket for him, and takes off his shirt. you admire a scar on his torso, fingertips rubbing his tender skin. "michael got you good, huh?" you mumble, and leon huffs out a laugh. "yeah, he did. he's surprisingly strong." leon shrugs, glancing to your lips out of habit. you catch his gaze, and lean in slightly. leon takes the invitation, kissing you lovingly as your hand tangles in his hair. his hands travel across the bare skin of your sides, and he deepens the kiss as you hum softly. your other hand stays on his chest as you lean closer to him, letting the officer rest his forehead against yours when he breaks away. "you're a really good kisser." he laughs sheepishly, and you smile, gifting him another soft peck. leon smiles, his finger tips slipping under the waistband of your pants. "can i?" he asks softly, ever the gentleman. you nod, helping him remove his pants as you give him another kiss.

you grin, and leon smiles too, but when you move him back he has to trust you. you giggle as you push him back and he hits the cold water with a gasp. "hey!" he laughs, splashing you with the water as you join him. "sorry, it was too tempting." you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck as you give him a kiss as an apology. leon smiles into the kiss, his hand finding your back as he pulls you up against him. eventually, his lips find your neck and you hum softly at the feeling. "fuck.. can i make you feel good?" he asks softly against your skin. your thighs shuffle at the thought and you nod. "let me hear you, can i?" he asks again, wanting full consent (hot). "yes, you can." you smile, and leon grins, this time pushing you back to settle between your legs on the bank of the pond. you help him by removing your underwear for him.

he grips your thighs, and your fingers find his hair as he kisses your soft skin, fingers gently stroking your legs. you feel your arousal build, and you whine softly as he nips the flesh of your right thigh. "patience, i want you to feel good." he says softly, moving to pamper your left thigh as well. you huff, letting him lick a soft stripe along your skin and growing slightly frustrated when he pulls away. his teeth sink into your thigh and you moan softly as he suckles a dark hickey onto your skin. fingers tightening in his hair as he licks the bruise lovingly, you cant help but shuffle your hips to him. leon holds you in place as he leaves a bigger hicker further up your leg, before switching to give attention to your other thigh. you moan softly as his fingers begin to stimulate you, rolling your hips into his hand. leon chuckles into your thigh, the vibrations going straight through you as he moves his mouth to your sensitive area. you gasp, trying to push his head closer as he suckles you, fingers slipping to your hole to give you more pleasure. "oh, fuck! leon-" you whimper, grinding onto his face as you pet his hair. "good boy..~" you can't help but moan, and leon smiles against your lower area. "ahh- you're such a good boy, fuck.. that feels really good." you praise and it encourages him to try harder, desperate for your words of affirmation.

"leon!" you yelp, thighs wrapping around his head as his fingers prod that bundle of nerves. leon grins as he breaks away to give you a teasing lick. "f-fuck, please!" you whimper as his mouth covers you again, tongue kitten licking you. "you're doing so well, such a good boy for me.." you keen, back arching as your thighs tighten around his head, fingers gripping his blonde locks. "fuck, you look so pretty between my legs.~" you grin as he flusters, humming against your core. "keep going, you're doing so well." you encourage, and leon drags his tongue along you before going back for more. you groan as you thrust your hips into his mouth. leon hums again, fingers still pumping into you as his mouth does the rest. "you're so good." you moan, still trying to fuck his face as his hands can't find it in them to stop you.

leon whimpers against your pelvis, letting you practically take control as you grip his hair and roll your hips. "oh, good boy. so pretty as i fuck your pretty mouth." you grin, watching the tips of his ears turn red as he moans against you. "fuck, you're so pretty." you continue praising him, hips beginning to stutter as you grow closer. "mm, fuck i'm close. you're doing so well." you huff, using the hand on his head to help continue grinding into his mouth. you moan his name as you cum in his mouth, and leon shudders at the feeling of your fluid gushing onto his tongue.

pulling away, you watch the blonde swallow nicely and pulling you into his lap to coddle you. "good boy, you did so well.." you smile as leon giggles into your neck. "thank you..." he smiles, and you grin as you feel his erection. "want me to take care of you?" you ask softly, shuffling off his lap as he lets out a small hum. "hm? i can't hear you..." you tease as he gasps when your hand presses against his bulge. "yes, yes please!" he begs, letting you remove his boxers. the blonde whimpers as your hand wraps around his shaft, giving him a few pumps before you move down to lick his head.

"a-ah!" he yelps as your warm mouth envelopes his tip, trying not to buck his hips into you. you continue to pump his shaft, tongue teasing his slit. "p-please, i need more- pleasepleaseplease!" leon begs, moaning sweetly as you give him a soft suck. "please i need you!" he whimpers, letting you drape his thighs over your shoulders as he lays back. "shh, let me take care of you." you smile, going back down on him. "ah! you feel so good..!" he keens as your mouth moves down his shaft. the blonde yelps when your teeth gently scrape along his cock, and you hum softly, the vibration driving him crazy. his moans grow loud as his hand finds yours. tangling your fingers with his, you let him slowly roll his hips up into your throat as he whines.

the wind picks up familiarly, you pull off him much to his dismay. "shhh!" you hush him, and he whimpers softly. "a trial is starting, you don't want to get caught do you?" you grin as he shakes his head. "then be quiet, they won't know." you say before wrapping your mouth around him again. leon's free hand clasps over his mouth as he moans behind his palm. the humming of the huntress picks up, and so does leon's anxiety. his hand tightens on yours as you slowly drag your tongue up to his head. "it's okay.." you whisper to him, taking his other hand and holding that one as you go back down on him.

leon whimpers, feeling exposed as he clenches his jaw, trying not to make any noise. "fuck, y/n.." he whines, voice cracking as he tries to keep his noise below a whisper. you rub his knuckles sweetly as you bob your head at a steady pace. leon's back arches, and he whimpers softly, clearly yet slowly getting louder. you squeeze his hand to keep him grounded, and he squeezes back as your tongue teases a vein. leon's breathing hitches as you continue to pamper the prominent vein, popping off his cock to suckle it. "ah!" he yelps, and you pull away to hush him. "be a good boy, and stay quiet or they'll find us!" you whisper to him before lowering again.

the scream of meg makes leon wince, having almost completely forgotten that a trial was going on. "fuck, oh.. please." he mumbles desperately, trying to buck up into your mouth as his orgasm grows near. "ah ah ah, behave." you pull off him, and leon whines with want, not wanting to lose his high. you smile, moving your hand to massage his balls as your mouth engulfs his shaft. he claps his hand over his mouth, loud groans muffled. you tap his hand, and he nods. "so close, so close! please please please!" he keens, practically going feral as he tries to fuck into your mouth again. you decide he's been good, and let him take control slightly. tears of bliss drip from his lashes, and he fucks your mouth desperately, moaning behind his hand as he twitches then suddenly cums into your mouth.

"ah..!" he sighs, letting you off as you swallow. "good boy. you feel okay?" you ask softly, fingers tracing lines on his outer thighs. leon nods, drowsy from his intense peak. "good, this trial will probably last for a little while longer and i wanna see how many times i can make you cum." you grin as leon whimpers.

[drakenology]

their s/o has kinky curly hair with Bakugo, Denki, Midoriya and Todoroki

author’s note: hey so i smoked a lot of weed and tried to do my hair afterwards and I quit so now I’m writing about kinky hair because I have a mixture of 3c and 4c hair and detangling is not poggers. Like it takes an hour to detangle my hair... I don’t have the energy for this rn. But even though it’s a fuck ton of work to take care of natural hair it’s still gorgeous and beautiful and strong and all of the fucking above. Shout out to all my kinky haired girlies. And of course shout out to my beautiful black queens. I see you boo! <3

warnings?: fluff, swearing and mentions of sexual activity (yeah, this one aint nasty... that’s the next post. shhh!) ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP 18+

Bakugo

not gonna lie this mf ignorant as fuck 

hates that you take so long to do your hair

but loves watching the process?

“What’s that stuff?” “What does it do?” 

educates himself for your future babies

he likes a challenge so why wouldn’t he figure out how to properly take care of curly hair? 

offers to do your hair sometimes 

sometimes does it better than you do?

thinks you’re a fucking goddess.

i am a firm believer that bakugo LOVES sistas ok??

This morning is particularly stressful. You had already broken a comb or two trying to do your hair last night. So when you went to bed thinking that your hair was gonna turn out amazing you can imagine your shock when it didn’t turn out right. Well, as your taking down your twists, you see that your hair didn’t dry all the way. You try everything you can to salvage your style; you pick it, try and diffuse it but you’re still unsatisfied with the look. You sigh and just tie it up in two afro puffs. You lay your edges carefully and do some light makeup. Suddenly, you hear the bathroom door fly open to reveal your boyfriend Bakugo staring at you. 

“So that’s what’s taking you so damn long.” Katsuki says leaning against the door frame. He was going to come in and yell at you to hurry up but with the way you looked all dressed up he was completely thrown off and blown away. You were wearing a bright yellow sundress that trailed down to your ankles. It hugged your body and flowed out towards the bottom of the dress. The bathroom smelled like your hair products; tropical and fruity smells smothering his nostrils. You were like a goddess standing before him. And he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. 

“Dammit, Katsuki wait a damn minute. I’ll be out in a second.” You said, adding the finishing touches to your face. Katsuki walks over to you and leans up against the kitchen counter to watch you finish your makeup.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” he said as he stared at your glistening mahogany skin.  You tried your best not to giggle at his stares as you turn to look at him. 

“You ready to go?” You ask, feeling a little flustered as he ran his hands up and down your hips, stopping at your ass as he cupped it with both hands. Katsuki plants a kiss on your soft, plush lips and shook his head. 

“I’d hate to waste that outfit.. but now I don’t wanna even go out. I wanna fuck you instead.” He says as he kisses your neck. OOOOWEEE

Denki 

my cute little idiot...

you had to remind him a lot to not touch your hair (it fucks up your style!)

had to explain what “shrinkage” was

asked once “WOAH IS THAT ALL YOUR HAIR???” making you get to cussin’

very infatuated with everything about your hair though. poor thing didn’t know no better until now

plays in your hair anyway when you’re cuddling

wants to do your hair for you but every time you let him it turns out a mess. 

loves the way your hair smells when you put your products in it

lowkey wishes he had curly hair too

obsessed with you..

“‘Nari? How do I look?” You ask as you turn away from you vanity to look at your goofy boyfriend who’s playing video games and sitting on the bed in front of you. He paused his game to look at you and immediately turned bright red. 

“Wow..” He said, completely amazed. You had your hair in flexi-rods; after you took them down your natural hair cascaded down to your shoulders in heaps and mounds of thick luxuriousness. He loved that your hair framed your face so well and the lovely smell coming from you intoxicated him. 

“You’re so pretty, Y/N.” Denki smiles.

You giggle and shake your hair in the mirror, loving how your hair turned out. You put on some lip gloss and stood up to walk over to your full body mirror to pose in front of it. Damn, you looked good! You were feeling yourself for sure and Denki just couldn’t help but stare. He watched you pose in the mirror, playfully wiggling your ass and flipping your hair around.  His eyes met your curvaceous body; the jeans you wore hugging your form graciously. The top you wore accentuated your cocoa skin so damn good that it appeared to Denki that you were glowing from within. What a beautiful fucking woman.

He stands up and walks behind you, wrapping his arms around you as he stared at your gorgeous visage in the mirror. 

“How’d I get so lucky?” He asked, enamored by your beauty. He plants a kiss on your shoulder as you giggle and embrace him. 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Todoroki

was kinda ignorant to black culture and hair styles but after your careful explaination he’s fully informed and loves every bit of you

buys you all them expensive natural hair products (trust me.. they aint cheap)

Watches you do your hair

loves when you wear box braids, pulls on them during sex sometimes if you’re too fucked out to care (oop)

smells your hair when you’re sleeping (not in a creepy way I promise)

Doesn’t tolerate racism and will beat the shit out of anyone who tried it with you. Period.

loves your complexion, thinks you look scrumptious in yellow (yellow looks GREAT on black people ok???)

Todoroki’s favorite time of year was the winter. He loved the sweaters, the hot chocolate and more importantly you can finally wear your natural hair out. Since hotter months make your hair sweat out when you straighten it, you usually keep it in braids or locs. But come winter time, you try and wear your natural hair when you can since winter months can be drying to your curls sometimes. You had spend the day (yes it’s a fucking day long process.. for me anyway) taking down your braids while sitting on the couch watching daytime T.V while Shoto was out working. After everything was out, you showered and washed your hair, sighing as the warm water and shampoo soothed and cleansed your scalp carefully. You step out of the shower and comb out your hair while it’s still wet. You do your normal routine and fluff out your curls with an afro pick and smile at your new growth. Unbeknownst to you, Todoroki had been watching the process from start to finish as he was sitting on the bed next to your vanity. You thought he was asleep since he liked sleeping in on Sundays so you were surprised when he got up and kissed you on the cheek, admiring your natural beauty.

“You truly are the most gorgeous person I’ve ever seen, Y/N. I’m so lucky.” He gushed. You giggled and kissed him on his lips, thanking him for the compliment.

“So, what you do want to do today, beautiful?”

Deku

When he met you he wanted to know everything about you

Secretly took notes 👀 has a notebook with your name on it with everything that has to do with you including your hair

Studies you and does your hair exactly like how you do it

Tries to impress you by coming up with new styles to try even though some of them are a bit crazy lookin

Loves you till the death of him

Very very sweet about helping you with your hair when you’re too tired to take care of it sometimes 🥺

You had a long, stressful and exhausting day. You spent all day at the hospital taking care of patien after patient nonstop with damn near no breaks in between. You had resorted to pulling your beautiful curls back and away from your face from all the sweating and running around the hospital, leaving stray curls hanging out. You were always a prim and proper girl almost never seen with your hair unkempt so when you returned home with your hair in a messy low bun, Midoriya knew what was up. He watched as you greeted him weakly and plopped on the couch next to him, laying on his lap and almost falling asleep.

“Rough day?” He ask. You almost burst into tears when you hear your boyfriend ask you about your day. It was rough and frustrating. You were just glad you were finally home so you can relax and try and forget about the taxing day. You sigh as Midoriya rubbed small circles into you back and undid the messy bun you had lazily tied hours before returning home.

“You just relax, princess. I’ll take care of you, ok?” He says lifting you up from his lap and carrying you to the bathroom. He sat you on the sink and put your hair in two braids for you so you could take a shower. He kissed your forehead and hummed sweet I love yous into your ear as you smile and kiss his nose. You loved that he was always so gentle with you, never hesitating to help you when you need it.

“I’ll make us something to eat. Pick out a movie for us to watch, okay? I don’t care if it’s something we’ve seen 100 times. Tonight is all about you.”

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

[calciferstims]

anon who asked what izzy hands. aint afraid to ask ANYTHING MWAHAAA!! but please…i-infodump. 😳 i wanna know MORE about this legendary whatever-it is 😳 DOOOOO EEEEHHHHTTT

LMAO ‘legendary’ sure is an amusing word to use in this case 😂 ok u asked for it ur getting the mega infodump supreme bc my annoying little adhd ass demands it…. putting all of it under the cut tho bc I’m nice. you do NOT have to read all of this oh god please don’t force yourself to read it. I’m serious.

ok first of all real answer he’s just a dude. from our flag means death my favorite gay pirate comedy show which EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH IMMEDIATELY- but anyways he’s just Blackbeard’s grumpy first mate and he’s kind of an antagonist I guess but mostly he’s just a bit of a dick lmao.

but he’s just. he’s so funny to me. he’s not even a character to me he’s just a meme. his name brings to mind a cute little girl but instead he’s the most exhausted 55 year old man you’ve ever seen in your life. he has this very distinct voice that made me do a double-take the first time he came on screen because I thought it was fake but it’s not. he kind of reminds me of that little mouse godfather from zootopia,, but British,,,

one time he moaned ‘daddy’ on screen because he was???? trying to make fun of someone I guess??? but it traumatized many people. he’s often called both gay and homophobic. he is CANONICALLY in love with Blackbeard and that’s like, his whole deal. just pathetically pining after his boss like a loser. he’s a masochist. he gets slammed into a wall and choked and he just smiles about it like a little freak. he *** his own *** and was like, weirdly into it. (smiled about it like a little freak again). he’s 5’8” which really isn’t that short but everyone else is taller than him so he looks tiny all the time. he wants to be a cool intimidating serious pirate SO badly but nobody takes him seriously. (I mean no shock considering that he is literally a pirate that gets seasick.) people often say that he’s in the wrong genre - he really wishes he could be in black sails, but he’s stuck in the dumb comedy pirate show instead. he’s also often described as the only human surrounded by muppets.

his actor is absolutely batshit insane. I could get into it more but I’ll hold back… but god I am so parasocial about con o’neill lmao. a lot of people consider him a big part of the appeal of the character or like, don’t give a shit about izzy but adore con. he put his entire fucking PUSSY into playing izzy hands and for WHAT??? he has like, these insanity-inducing micro expressions going on in the background at all times. everyone always misses it the first time around but then on your second viewing (because of course you’re gonna rewatch this show) it’s like WHATTTT IS GOING ON WITH THIS MANNNNN????????? and that is the question we are all desperately trying to solve lmao.

also the thing about izzy hands is that he is one of the MOST divisive characters I have ever witnessed in fandom. I mean there’s obviously a very slim margin of people who are normal about him but then everyone else he just invokes such INTENSE emotions in, whether they be positive or negative. he rules over a very insane little corner of the fandom (which I belong to in case you couldn’t tell) in which we obsess daily over his 42 minutes of screentime and call him babygirl. and then on the other hand you have these very intense anti-izzy anons that yell at us for having fun. we are convinced that like, 80% of these anons are actually the same individual person. they are practically a celebrity that this point. the things they send people are so utterly ridiculous it’s almost comedic, they are SO intensely obsessed with hating izzy hands it’s fucking hilarious, like he’s literally just a guy but they talk about him like he is a literal plague on this earth. like don’t get me wrong there’s definitely a lot of valid criticism about him, he is very much not a good person and very unlikable tbh, but still.. come on people. it’s (unfortunately) a rite of passage at this point to get anon hate about izzy. (I myself have gotten anon hate over enjoying this man. one of my criminal offenses was *checks notes* being a minor who enjoys engaging in fandom).

hm. what else. he’s based on a real pirate who existed named israel hands. I desperately wish we knew more about him but sadly there’s very little information… however the funny thing is that the real israel hands would have been 16-17 when the show takes place, but instead they decided to make him the angriest old man ever. (excellent decision). this guy is SO angry all the time, he yells at everyone and curses in every sentence, his favorite word is TWAT, I literally watch videos of him screaming to give myself a dopamine hit because I am that far gone. he is painfully repressed. he is constantly getting up in men’s faces and shoving them around but he ends up just staring at their lips. especially in this one scene I swear to god you can just feel him VIBRATING with repressed gay thoughts lmao, here’s a gif for reference bc it felt important:

he’s absolutely deranged and insane and we know nothing about his backstory but we wanna know SOOOO BAD. he is the first character that has ever compelled me to write meta. common phrases that are used about him are ‘I want to study him like a bug’, ‘I want to put him in a jar and shake it’, ect. I hated myself so fucking much when I started to hyperfixate on him bc he sucks so bad and I felt so cringe but now I’m like, 90% free of self-judgement so. win for me I guess. definitely a loss for everyone else tho.

ok ok I think I’m done for now. I got it all out. mostly. if anyone actually read all of that 1) I’m so sorry and 2) I’m kissing you on the lips

thank u very much for encouraging me to be a horrible little pest <33333 have some iggies against your will

[s4ijoh]

heaven is a place on earth. atsumu miya

ATSUMU MIYA X GN! READER

GENRE: domestic; slice of life; just a comfort piece

WORD COUNT: 1.6k+

WARNINGS: established relationship; mentions of stress; atsumu is a tease (yes, it deserves a warning), + heavy imagery, i enjoy setting the mood

coming home to atsumu after an exhausting day…

you are greeted with a welcoming warmth engulfing your body once you step into atsumu’s apartment. it is rather quiet inside, other than the static buzzing noise coming from the living room at the end of the corridor - you remember atsumu complaining about how the television signal gets worse on days like this.

the homely environment felt inside the dimly lit apartment instantly comforts you, providing you with a shelter from the hostile weather outside. the orange lighting creates a cozy atmosphere in stark contrast to grey sky outdoors, covered in a thick layer of clouds - a prevailing threat that it should start to rain at any moment.

while kicking off your shoes, after you’re done getting rid of the layers of clothing that were weighing on your body, you wonder if you should accept, at last, atsumu’s offer to move in with him. despite the fact that this place was not your actual house, it sure did feel like coming home whenever you walked in. it was, indeed, your safe haven, not only from the weather outside but from the world. as soon as you set a foot inside this place, all your concerns seem to be washed away.

you figured it must have been the weather to further instigate your current bad mood but you can’t put aside the thought that today, everything seems to be working against you and there is nothing more you crave than to sit in the comfort of atsumu’s presence and forget all about the trivial things plaguing your mind.

oddly enough, you are not greeted with his familiar face peeking through the door of the living room, his lips stretching into a beamy smile as he excitedly yells your name upon seeing you, as it is usual. however, although your boyfriend is nowhere to be seen, his presence is felt throughout the whole apartment.

the place is charged with traces of him - from the sweet but manly scent of his perfume lingering faintly in the air, to his keys with the small pendant you bought tossed carelessly next to a framed picture of the two of you, on top of the entry table as well as osamu’s coat that atsumu never returned because he claimed it suited him better anyway, hung on the doorknob of his room.

it is also hard not to notice the different pairs of slippers scattered along the wooden floor of the entry hall however, you have grown so familiar with the sight that you would have paid no mind to it if it weren’t for you tripping over one of the long forgotten pairs of fuzzy slippers. what otherwise would have looked like slouchiness only made the place feel more inviting. you have grown acquainted with the chaos, learned to embrace even, it’s familiarity never failed to put you at ease - in the end, everything was just on it’s right place.

atsumu is clumsier than he looks. he whined about how every new set of slippers he bought would go missing within a week, only for him to purchase a new set and for you to find the previous lost pair somewhere under a piece of furniture which resulted in the eclectic collection of slippers he owns to this day. 

walking across the hall, you come to a halt once you reach the living room, waiting for a frowning atsumu to notice you leaning against the doorway whilst he presses on the buttons of the tv remote in a frenzy on yet another hopeless attempt to get the television to miraculously start working - the “no signal” alert on the screen won’t disappear no matter how many times or how rough he hits the buttons on the remote, you have been over this many times with him.

“you never know” he would answer adamantly, with his brows raised in mock defiance. how naive, desperate times require desperate measures, you suppose.

a small giggle erupts from your chest capturing atsumu’s attention, his head snapping in your direction as his lips almost instantly stretch into bright smile - it was his body’s intuitive reaction whenever he laid eyes on you. atsumu calls out for you, dragging on the last syllable of your name in enthusiasm and you can’t help the grin, albeit weak, that crawls its way up to your lips. he could always steal a smile from you, no matter how tired you were.

upon noticing the clear exhaustion on your features, his broad smile morphs into a sympathetic pout as he tosses the remote on the cushions next to him, stretching his arms wide open for you, inviting you in with a quiet “get over here”

you drag yourself to the the checkered sofa where atsumu is sitting, awaiting you, to gladly accept his offer. and just like magnetic attraction, your body falls limp into his embrace, finding solace in his arms as you slump down on his lap with a relieved sob.

atsumu is left to deal with the dead weight of your body on top of him yet instead of complaining, he embraces you just tight enough to earn a quiet squeal from you, your head lifting itself from it’s comfortable spot snuggled against the warm skin of his neck only for you to shoot him a glare.

“where’s my kiss” atsumu taps his lips twice with his index finger to which you bend your head down to comply with his request.

honestly, how could you have forgotten. exhaustion really must have got the best of you because there was nothing more you had craved throughout the whole day than to feel his lips against yours, you could really use a kiss or two - or maybe a few - right now. however, you barely have the chance to connect your lips with his before atsumu is pinching your nose, prompting you to withdraw.

“your lips are freezing cold!” he whines in response to the inquisitive look on your face, his eyes wide in a rather theatrical manner. your boyfriend’s melodramatic behaviour has you rolling your eyes back in annoyance before you lean back in only for atsumu to cover your mouth with the palm of him hand.

“needy are we? rough day, pretty girl?” he teases with a taunting grin plastered on that frustratingly pretty face of his.

“go to hell, atsumu. just kiss me already” if only you weren’t this tired and atsumu wasn’t looking this tempting, maybe you could’ve kept the frustration from overflowing for you knew how he would pick on your helplessness only to keep teasing you and test the effect he had on you. and, you hate to admit that you have no restraint when it comes to him but, truth is, there is not much you can endure until you give in to atsumu and he manages to get you right where he wants you - you were always so pliant on his hands, he found it endearing to say the least.

trying your luck yet again, you hesitantly brush your lips against his, looking up at him through your lashes. you move carefully, almost as if you’re lurking on a prey, keeping a close watch on his face as you knew all it took was a false step for him to get away.

“you didn’t answer me” and just like that he pulls away from you, his voice cutting through the silence and ruining the mood, much to your dismay.

“yes, i had a rough day and you’re not making it any better, ‘tsumu” you spit the words out, although you reckon your tone was sorta harsh you are fuming at this point. on days like this, where it almost feels like it is your body’s basic need to feel him close to you, there is nothing you wouldn’t do for a kiss of his and he truly wasn’t helping you feel any better. two could play this game but you don’t even have the strength to put up a fight and taunt him back, wishing he would just give in to you as easily as you give in to him.

“so eager, i must be one hell of a kisser” he whispers against your lips. atsumu is having too much fun playing this little game of cat and mouse, repeatedly dodging your every move as you chase after his lips. if you didn't know any better, you would almost say it was taking every fiber on his being to hold himself back by the way he is ogling your lips.

“tell me, baby, do you want to feel my lips against yours that bad, hm?”

“yes, can you kiss me now?” your straightforwardness catches him off guard, earning a chuckle from your boyfriend as he tilts his head to kiss you on the cheek, dropping the act at last.

“no need to be mad, baby, patient girls get whatever they want” he grabs your cheeks, squishing them together and proceeds to place a quick peck on your pout before he slumps back against the couch, resting his arms over the lenght of the back of the couch.

“come get your kiss” he says in defiance with a wicked smirk which has you narrowing your eyes.

you lean forward cautiously, trying to understand what is the catch here, though he doesn’t even flinch when you crawl your way to wrap your arms around his neck. it is when you let your guard down, wearing the smile of victory as you lean in for a kiss that atsumu dodges you once again but he doesnt even give you time to complain before he is gripping your waist and tugging you into his chest before he crashes his lips into yours.

oh and was it worth the wait. atsumu could take you to heaven and beyond with just a simple innocent kiss. you feel like you’re soaring the sky and now you never want to come back down to earth ever again. you could argue that he is not perfect but, despite all his flaws, atsumu is still a true angel in disguise.

[a/n]: honestly i made atsumu’s character out to be messier than i imagine him to be but, i had this really cute picture in my head of a v v cozy house with lots of slippers scattered all over + had these flirty dialogue prompts written down & decided to put them together and thought atsumu fitted the role perfectly so yea!

this aint nothing special, just a good ol’ domestic au! but i hope you all enjoy what i have come up with after i’ve been neglecting writing for a whole month now <33

+ next batch is soulmate au! mattsun!!

[goodomens-goodomenseverywhere]

Loki ep 6 thoughts

-FEAR

-recap reminds me I hate ravonna

-I want more mobius/sylvie

-THE SONG WAHHH

-The QUOTES IN THE INTRO?? WAHHH?,

-OH,?? REAL PEOPLE VOICES??

-Greta thin burg I love u

-upside down heart in rock

-THE SUSOICIOUS LACK OF THEME MUSIC WITH THE LOKI LOGO

-this music slaps everyone say thank u Natalie holt

-they look so good….ugh

-sylvies hair…wah

-THE LITTLE CALLBACK TO LAMENTIS

-she’s asking him to tell her to stop :’)

-best buds I love dem

-she’s pulling the ‘I’m 8 minutes older than u!!’ Argument that every twin pulls

-she needs a moment now but she didn’t hesitate back in ep 4. Hmm

-Tom looks fuckin great here let’s not lie

-statues?? Omg who

-ominous door slam

-I FUCKING JUMPED

-OMINOUS ‘HEY YALL???’

-THAT WAS HORRIFYING

-what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

-I need a second

-I’m so sorry that gives me the ‘HEY SISTERS’ jumpscare energy I’m laughing but terrified

-kang

-it’s fuckin kang aint it

-oh he scared

-he’s scared

-of the lokis

-wants to bargain with them hmm

-bitchboy

-this never ends well

-BRO HES PAST THIS STUPID FUCKIN BATTLE

-this is a trick loki PLS DONT FALL FOR IT

-full offense but ‘we can reinsert you so you won’t disrupt the timeline’ and ‘you can kill thanos and have the infinity gauntlet’ cannot POSSIBLY coincide

-her eyes are creepy

-don’t let this overrule your GOAL SYLVIE

-god one of you have braincells pls

-oh she thinks they’re a thing too huh

-Disney don’t do it I stg

-THANK u

-sylvie looks so annoyed girl me too

-even my cat’s confused

-I don’t wanna have any sympathy for ravonna don’t show me those stupid fuckin rings

-LMAO THE CLOCK IS PLAYING RAVONNA TOO

-why is this so funny

-knife buds

-I shouldn’t love him but I kinda do

-okay but they’re so funny just holding their knives to him

-I’m so sorry sylvie is so cute

-her little hair flips

-it’s a Loki thing

-he’s funny but I’m fairly certain I’m gonna hate him

-at least call her by her preferred name bitch

-MOBIUS MY KINGGGGG

-WHAT A BAD BITCH I FUCKIN LOVE YOU

-“one mans void is another man’s….piece of cake”

-SHES SO ANNOYEDFKSIFKS

-youre not sorry bitch

-LMAO B-15 YOU BAD FUCKING BITCH

-OMG OMG OMG PRINCIPAL NOT-RAVONNA IS SO HOT

-B-15 like I’ll expose the fuck outta your ass

-Loki I love you but this is obviously bigger than you think

-man’s a script writer omg

-ugh not him being a sylkie shipper

-man I hate u

-NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN IM TIRED

-right when they thought they could start doing their own thing and making their own decisions he’s like SIKE!!!

-I sad

-this bitch is exactly why I’m like meh on Christian god

-must be boring

-man I don’t want him to turn them against each other

-IS THIS A RELIGIOUS ALLEGORY

-ravonna is. A little unhinged

-‘an illusion conjured by the the weak to inspire fear. A desperate bid from control’

-I’m sorry but she sounds like cliche christians

-this is coming from a cradle Catholic

-why is this the mokius/Loki fight from ep 4 all over again

-she literally says crisis of faith

-mobius: hey I think this entire institution has manipulated us and I'm gonna try and figure out what's at the bottom of it

ravonna: lies to him, has him killed

ravonna: wow i cant believe he would betray me like that

-no bc its giving Aaron burr 'now I'm the villain in your history'

-its giving catra and adora in s1 when adora's like 'they're awful' and catras like 'yeah we been knew. How dare u not condone that'

-except I don't ship Mobius and ravonna

-I had to pause to write this rant

-she threatens to prune him again as if he wouldn't just go back to the void

-mobius: we can't take away ppl's free will

Ravonna: i disagree

mobius: where are u going

ravonna: in search of free will

-PICK A SIDE

-IM TIRED

-mobius being left ONCE AGAIN

-poor bitch

-everyone has evil clones just let shit happen

-why is it literally an entire religious allegory

-HW FOUND BABY ALIOTH

-im so confused

-what does the illusion of the time keepers do at all

-he fills the same spot as them either way

-is it anonymity?

-why doesn't he just kill all the bad variants of himself

-he sounds like a liar I don't trust him

-hes just an asshole

-why doesn't he offer ppl the option to work for the tva

-if he thinks they'll still work under Sylvie and Loki then he must think they'd help

-why does he look scared

-idk why but I'm real tired of all this

-time shit's confusing

-dude i just want lokius interaction

-NOOO NOT A SYLKIE FIGHT

-no I’m so ficking emo

-I want them to be besties

-“because you can’t trust. And I can’t be trusted”

-bro I’m sad

-I’m so sad ab Loki

-he’s trying so hard not to hurt her pls

-WAHHHHH

-I am going to SOB

-HE THREW HIS SWORD DOWN IM GOING TO CRY

-he’s GROWN SO MUCH

-LOUD CRYING

-that’s it I’m fucking logging out

-Disney I hate you

-I’m so fucking pissed

-I’m so tempted not to finish this episode I’m mad

-anger fills me from top to bottom

-NOT THIS AGAIN

-I am taking a moment

-are you SERIOUS

-man

-my exact words when she says ‘I’m not you’ were “AH fuck. GODdammit” but I need you to take the liberty of imagining the exhaustion in my voice

-bro I’m just so mad

-I’m like apathetic to the rest of the plot rn sorry

-I couldn’t care less ab this

-man I am so disappointed

-I’m sorry I just am

-does it really fuckin have to go like that

-god at least let me have one last Lokius moment

-Tom Hiddleston’s deliverance of that rant was so fucking good

-like. You can hear how truly fucked up he is about all this. We’ve never seen Loki like this

-I’m rly emo about it

-I’m actually going to kill marvel

-I am. Divorcing this show

-are you fucking kidding me

-no because fuck you

-FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

-I am SO ANGRY

-I am going to be pissed forever

-you fucking make MOBIUS FORGET HIM?? JUST LIKE THAT???

-GODDAMIR

-SO IS THIS MOTHERFUCKER KANG THE CONQUERER??

-I’m so tired

-I just want to take a long fucking nap

-I’m gonna spend the next few years pretending this episode doesn’t exist

-fuck everything man. I’m fucking mad I haven’t been this mad since I watched infinity war in theaters.

-with that I will be. Dying somewhere