#he makes puns to seduce you

[gloryinthunder]

I used to really love the first romance scene with Astarion (and I still do) but it hits so much harder after you know why he's doing it. That he's purposefully seducing you for protection and blood, that he's forcing himself to sleep with you, and this is a mask he's wearing.

It's a sexy scene and really feeds into the vampy (pun intended) jump-your-bones version of him you get at the start of the game. The whole thing starts out with him being so confident and suave, saying that he's wanted you ever since he set eyes on you and how you want to be known and tasted. It's like everyone's perfect vampire romance novel.

He's laying out the bait that's worked thousands of times over and luring you in. And you can just get right to the kissing if you want.

But, you can also stop and ask him, "And what do you want?"

And for just a moment the mask drops. This is not the same cocky seductive face we've had up until now. This is vulnerability showing. When has anyone asked him what he wants? When has anyone cared? Does he even know the answer to that question?

So he pivots. The mask snaps back into place immediately. He turns back into the master seducer and feeds you a line about shared ecstasy to get you back on track.

And then comes what is, to me, the pivotal moment. He asks you "That's what you want, isn't it? To lose yourself in me?"

Looking at his body language he seems unsure at first, maybe questioning his previous tactics. Then he slightly cowers back, lowering himself as he asks the question. The total opposite of his confidence from earlier where he's standing with his arms out wide.

He's not sure what you want anymore. You're not playing by the rules he knows. Why haven't you taken the bait yet? Why haven't you thrown yourself at him?

And when you finally Nod in agreement, confirming you're here for sex?

This. This is the face he gives you. He just looks so damn sad. To me, it hearkens back to "Of course it'll turn me into a monster. What else did I expect?"

Whatever momentary blip made him question why you're there with him, he's just been reassured about both of your roles in this situation.

He sounds so quietly resigned when he answers: "I thought so."

And then the scene transitions into the actual act. I do like to think Astarion enjoyed himself as I'm sure the PC did, but it's hard for me to watch this scene now that I know his story and history without being uncomfortable.

Just that line "lose yourself in me" is so difficult to hear. Because on paper it's so sensual. Who wouldn't want a lover to feel that way about them? But knowing the context of what Astarion expects and believes in this moment is just... oof.

And to me, this is what makes this scene brilliant. The writing, voice acting, and the mocap/animation are all just SO GOOD. It's so delicately done and Astarion the character is so good at playing a role that you can completely gloss over the deeper stuff. But once the mask is eventually stripped away you can't help but see what was there the whole time.

And as we've established, being seen is a whole aspect of Astarion's romance arc.

I originally romanced Astarion for the same reasons I'm sure most did: he's a hot, sexy vampire elf (i.e. everything that's on the surface). But, I keep coming back to him over and over again for the person I know is waiting for me underneath the mask.

[sugoi-writes]

In Every Sense - Part 2 to Scent Kink!Alastor x Reader

It's heeeeerrreeee~ Here are some warnings: we get some internal monolgues of Alastor hopelessly trying to seduce you, oral (f!receiving), light man-handling, begging, and some really just... absolutely raunchy filth. Please enjoy~ (please note, this is still overwhelmingly inspired by @hazelfoureyes so please please GO READ HAZEL'S CONTENT. IM BEGGING YOU. ITS SO JUICY)

Right. Where was he? Oh yes... this mess.

Alastor straightened himself out quickly, mess of his clothing and floor included. Your clothes, however, were discarded to his bed... probably never to be washed again.

After he freshed up, his eyes scanned and paused in his armoire mid-search. His taloned hands brushed against a silk top... not one of his preferred fabrics, but one he could certainly pull off. His fingers danced on it a moment more, before deciding it was worth changing it up.

Black, lattice-patterned top and tailored, wine red trousers... simple, but classy, right? As he tossed around the idea of a belt, he decided to skip that step. It would make the process of settling between your sweat-covered thighs take an eternity too long. That is... if he didn't devour you first.

Alastor threw his casual fit together, opting to keep his pointed, black dress a part of the ensemble. But should he try boots...? Would that be too much? Maybe it would be easier to kick off...?

He wondered over to his personal liquor cabinet, pouring himself a whiskey. He needed to get a pep in his step and to still his rambling thoughts. Though he usually preferred to take things slower, savoring the bite of liquor on his tongue... He instead took it as a shot, hardly reacting to the harsh intake. His shoulders hunched, huffing as he turned to look in the mirror. How ridiculous he must've looked...

Hair disheveled... eyes half lidded. His hands were sweating, the loose blouse serving as a juxtaposition to his too-tight pants. Maybe his shirt should be tucked? No, that'd look stupid without a belt...

How strange it was for him to fret... at least, fret over impressing another person. Moreover, trying to impress someone he pined for. He almost loathed the way you made him feel, and how his core seemed to clench everytime you walked by... but, there was no room for doubt now: he would make you answer for his obsessions tonight. Surely you would take responsibility, wouldn't you...?

Alastor's head shook, before he opted to tuck half of his shirt in. He saw this often in modern fashion, targeting the front corner of the shirt to show off or bring attention to his thigh and... well-- downstairs.

He quirked a brow, intrigued with this look. It was... messy. Not the neat-and-narrow hes accustomed to. And in a way, he quite liked it. Maybe with the disheveled top, your eyes would be distracted enough to be drawn below the belt...?

Hah, what a pun. It doesn't work anymore if you don't have a belt, right?

Alastor chuckled, absolutely tickled by the thought. Alastor pulled out a wine-colored blazer, which perfectly complimented his pants. Can't be too prepared for the hellish night, right? He paused, walking over to your discarded top again for one final sniff; one final tease before the real thing. He shuddered at the thought, already feeling a light twitch coming from below. 

With a resolute nod, he walks out from his room, heading towards the lobby. Maybe you would be retired for the night? Maybe he could catch you before your evening shower... He sought you out, his nose steering the way as his thoughts swam with visions of you. He would have you tonight, he thought, his hands summoning and twirling his microphone with a prideful flourish.

--

You hadn't known how it got to this point. You hadn't known how much liquor both you and Alastor had drunk, round for round... but, Alastor's plan managed to work. He caught up with you, just before you were retiring for the night... and now, you did manage to head to bed... just the wrong one.

You yelped as you were slammed against his bedroom door, hands flying to grip the collar of his shirt. The passion of his kiss made you weak, his own knees buckled. Your sounds mirrored the other's, hips rolling in tandem as the heat between your bodies danced and mingled with one another. Alastor was already getting carried away, hands grabbing at everything he could touch... your cheek, your ass, your waist... He needed more. He needed you to be absolutely bothered and sweating.

Alastor pulled away, licking a long, wet trail from your collar bone to your ear. You trembled as ghost-like kisses were placed along your jaw, pleased sigh his reward. Your head tilted back and to the side, allowing better access to the longing demon.

"Ahh-- Alastor!"

His name fell from your lips, bruised and hanging agape as your breath came out in labored puffs. Alastor groaned, eyelids fluttering as he inhaled once more. A shaky sigh soon followed, making your thighs clench together. He licked at the sweat that ran down your neck, swirling his tongue before kissing there again.

More... he needed more of this.

No words were exchanged as his lips wandered lower, your clothing coming down and off with his lecherous journey. You could only cradle and grab at his hair, trying to slow or stop his descent when he would kiss a particularly gratifying area... but your eyes widened as his kisses lingered on your lower abdomen. Your eyes met his candy apple reds, swirling with lust and intrigue.

"Mon cher, I simply cannot bear to wait... I must have you." He couldn't contain his raspy sigh as he took your pants off, sliding them down your trembling legs. You'd be lucky to have these clothes back after this night...

Once you were bare before him, he kissed at your mound, the smell of your hormones and sweat making his brow furrow with desire. His eyes nearly rolled back into his skull as you moaned, nodding feverishly," I-I... I don't-- fuck, Al... Don't stop..."

Al looked firmly at you, mouth hanging open, but not coming closer. You huffed, trembling as your cheeks flush.

"... Pl-please... keep going... I want this."

Alastor smiled up at you, toothy grin absolutely drunk with adoration as he lowered his head. He spread your legs apart, arms moving to lift you. You were pushed up until you sat upon his shoulders, suspended a few inches off the ground. You were shaking at the realization of how powerful he was; how easily he was able to sustain you with just his shoulders. It was a strength that made your abdominals clench in anticipation.

The moment his tongue ran up your slit, you saw the light, eyes widening from the feeling of his warm muscle. Alastor grunted as he started to gently lap at your core. Finally: something that distracted him from how divinely you smelt...

Now he had a new muse (and problem) to keep him up at night... the taste of your arousal.

Like a man starved, he began to lavish you earnestly, hands trapping your thighs around his head. He showed you no mercy as his tongue alternated between stimulating your clit and delving into your relaxed hole. You convulsed with his minstrations, one hand stabilizing you against the door while the other gripped an antler for deer dear life. You soon found your hips rolling into his face, his nose brushing your clit with every thrust. Your head collided with the door as your moans transformed into animalistic whines and huffs, unable to control the ravenous sounds he tore from you. Alastor wasnt any more refined, hungry like a tramp in heat.

His expression shook and strained with pure bliss as he took you in whole: touch, sight, sounds, scent, and taste. This truly was the thing that he needed most; to seek you in your entirety. He knew now that he needed to own your body by ways of physical desire and passion... something he only became keenly aware of recently.

Now, even if your soul would so pretty under his grasp... this seemed to outweigh that desire. This was the ultimate way to both have you, and for you to tie a metaphorical leash around his neck. He hadn't fully realized it, but he was completely and utterly yours, and after this display, you'd surely have him the same way...

His dignity be damned. You were too sweet to resist.

You held his fringe out of his face as Alastor groaned with every flick of his tongue, vibrations sending your nerves into overdrive. His movements, his reactions, and his blatant obsession with your scent had you seeing stars. You ground your face harder into Alastor's obedient tongue, forcing his inhales to be rapid and short. Had he breathed any harder, one would speculate he was panicking. But ahh, what a way to die again, but by your thighs and eager cunt...

"Sh-Shit-- Alastor I'm-- fuck, y-you're too-- Hah!"

Alastor's cock twitched and strained, unable to be freed as your noises grew in tempo and pitch: you were nearing your climax.

Yes.

Yes, cum on him; cum on his face.

He wanted to see your mouth hang open in a silent wail, riddled with ecstacy. He wanted to feel your legs snap his neck from the force of your grip. He wanted to taste the arousal on his tongue as it multiplied. And most importantly... he wanted to be fully engulfed in your scent as your cunt rode his tongue... At this rate, he would be making another mess tonight.

He would never wash his shirt again, aware of the cum dripping down onto the collar of his dress shirt... a notion that nearly made him squirm. Maybe he could convince you to let him keep your outfit, as a token of tonight's debauchery?

He had no more time to think as your orgasm overcame you. Both hands held his antlers as your frantically ground into his mouth, practically suffocating him as you sprayed his jaw with your release. Alastor could only take it, choking and sputtering but absolutely living in the moment. His eyes were fully rolled back, schelaras devoured by a deep, pitch color.

When oversensitivity started to make you quiver, you pulled away, utterly satisfied. Your hands went to smooth out Alastor's scrunched-up hair as he panted. You gave it a playful ruffle, apologetic for your behavior. You smile breathlessly down to the overwhelmed demon, about to thank him... Then, a shrill scream is ripped from your throat. Alastor's seering, hot tongue is on your clit again, hands digging in to the plush of your thighs.

"Mmph... more-- Please, let me have more, cher... need it-- need you!"

You whined as Alastor's pleas fell unto eager ears, head lolling. Alastor's tongue began to awaken a new vigor in you. You were more than happy to please the starved man below you... Maybe next time, you'd tie him up in your clothes, leaving him unable to do anything but take your passion, in every sense of the word...

[goldsbitch]

That one trip up the stairs

part 5 to That one Christmas flight

summary: The rest of the hotel visitors probably had a bad sleep that night.

warning: unprotected sex, minors DNI (absolutely no plot involved), and all the classic ones - cheesy af, swear words and alcohoI I guess, cliche probably, typos most definitely

PS: Thanks for the support and reactions!! Love you all!

Dancing was great. But simply not enough for two impatient hearts. The kind of tipsy for which alcohol was not enough.

"I got us two rooms. Just in case," he said in the very few moments when his tongue was not deeply in her mouth. "Don't want to make you uncomfortable." Lando was big on consent. This only made Y/N want to fuck him more.

Talking and making out at the same time was becoming a shared past time for the pair. "Yeah? Well that makes two of us. I don't want pressure you," she said in between kisses. "That's the last thing I'd want to do. You don't have to fuck me. I understand the thought of you being inside me might be hard to take in," she said in a low suggestive tone with no other intension that seducing Lando. It was not like he needed to be at this point. He had her seated on some random alcove window on the way to their hotel room, hands full on touching her boobs, legs, kissing her neck, everything all at once.

"Get it? It's a pun," she broke their kiss again for a small moment.

"Yes, I get it. And you'll get it too if you don't stop now." Tongues and lips danced together as if their life depended on it.

"Hm, that might be hard, in fact getting harder and harder. Makes one wonder, huh" she teased and ran few stairs away from Lando.

There was no elevator, but Lando and Y/N sure had the making out while walking on stairs thing covered like professionals. Leaning on walls, nearly breaking a vase with a massive flower arrangement. They hardly noticed a distressed gentlemen walking in the opposite way who then filed a complaint to the hotel about their inappropriate behavior, describing it in such a detail one would expect the premium hotel to somewhat censor - which was not the case this time. When Lando received this email two days later, he had it printed, framed and hung on his bedroom wall. Next to his trophies.

Y/N wanted Lando and for him to want her too. And coming to think of it, she had been lusting for him for weeks now. The public shirtless pictures did not help. And he was right here at her finger tips. Her clouded mind saw no issue in removing his shirt in the middle of the hallway. Quickly working the buttons and the immediately throwing it out of the nearest window.

"Oops," she smiled and bit her lip. Lando stared at her in awe, her playfulness being something new to see in a woman. "Just sort of felt like a crime to have you dressed, you know?" she continued. If he could, he would take her right there. "Let's hope your hotel rooms are close, otherwise you'll be in trouble for public nudity soon," she sang loudly, indeed without a care in the world. Lando laughed, took her by the hand and kissed like as if he was ready to eat her up.

"That door, honey," he pointed to the end of the hallway.

"You're just lucky, aren't you."

//

And again, Y/N's hands went immediately for the chest. What she did not expect when studying Lando's photos was how smooth his skin felt. She remembered his fragrance working like magic on his skin, but this was a whole another level. She wanted to sink in him. They did not bother with putting the card in the holder, switching on the lights or anything else. It would be hard to find some other pair that took of their shoes so fast. Desire was putting them both into hyper speed.

This time Y/N had Lando pressed against the door, holding him locked by his arms. Lando could have easily escape that if he wanted to, which was the last thing he'd do. Y/N was becoming more driven and forward.

She bit his lower lip. He gasped. "Do you like this?" He nodded and smiled. "Good boy," she replied and continued pulling his hair a little bit more, just to the edge of pain. The she abruptly stopped. Lando looked at her and she instructed him to stay as he was. Her soft kisses started at Lando's ear, moving slowly on his jaw, then neck - where he seemed to be extra sensitive - and then down to his chest, all the way to his toned stomach. She looked up at him and took the hem of his trousers into her mouth. And finally, one of her hands touched his growing erection.

"Interesting," she commented with a hint of being impressed. Lando was absolutely loving that. But as much as he'd like to be in her mouth, he hoped there would be another time for that. He put a finger below her jaw and instructed her to move up.

"Honey, be patient. There steps that can't be skipped," he said as he began to toy with her shoulder straps until one of them fell down her shoulder. "Oops," he remarked mocking her previous actions. "Let me help you." And he moved the second strap as well. Y/N was getting flustered. She did not break eye contact for a second when she was removing her dress, leaving her standing there centimetres away from him only in her underwear. The rest of their clothes was on the floor in the matter of seconds. Both of them being eaten up by their curiosity. It was impossible to stay there standing. Lando pushed Y/N towards the bed in the same was they'd manager to walk up three flights of stairs. Only once she was finally lying below his, with his body hovering over hers was he able to relax and take the moment in. A week ago he would not have believed this was going to happen. His deep philosophical thoughts were gone the moment her hand reached for his cock. A shock wave of horny energy sprung through him and took Y/N nipple in his mouth and started playing with one, hard making sure the other one did feel left out. She was beautiful - this was not a surprise to Lando, but something about the shape of her body, the way she moved, the way how her body reacted to his actions was making her angel-like. Y/N wanted to go slow - if slow meant him waiting another minute maximum before he got into her. She touched him and started stroking him. "I have a proposition," she whispered to his ear.

"Anything," and he was sure he'd do anything she desired at the moment.

"Let's skip the fingers and tongues, I need to feel you like now. I want you inside. And the rest can be a nice breakfast tomorrow."

"I can't have that. Let me lick you once, just to taste, hm?"

"You can do whatever. Just make me happy and make me come, finally."

She was wet, ready and impatient. Lando licked her few times, making her regret her request instantly. It was something completely new. He wasn't just spalling his tongue around like the boys before him had. It was as if he had a secret map and was not afraid to be a little rough with his tongue. "Please, don't stop," she almost begged.

"As you said, breakfast," he joked once he was back face to face with her, being proud of himself when he saw her flustered look. Their bodies acted on their own from that moment. He slowly entered her, making sure to stay aware of her expressions. She had her eyes closed and was gripping his shoulders tightly. First moans arrived. Lando recalled Y/N teasing him on the way to the hotel that she likes to express herself verbally. He hoped this was what she talked about, because the sound she made was one of the hottest things he heard. Lando felt as if he belonged inside of her. Started thrusting slowly - and that was the moment Y/N lost it and let go. The rest was a mixture of blurry pleasure waves coming from all parts of the body, alcohol intensifying the experience for both of them. Lando was trapped in the moment and the rhytmn, watched her boobs bounce as he pushed to her. Y/N felt him present at every inch of her skin, his cock hitting spots she had no idea existed. Small waves of pleasure turned bigger with every move, until she collapsed in his arms and screamed out loud. He could watch that on repeat for centuries. She tightened around him for a good few seconds and then released. Lando sped up and pulled out at the dead last moment, hitting her stomach and a part of her arms. He cleaner her up and they both started catching up on their lost breaths. "Forgot to ask you, do you have a condom?" he asked cheekily. She laughed. "You'll send me your test results later, honey," she laughed, fully exhausted and high from all the hormones. Lando's body felt relaxed, as if someone finally allowed him to go off all the tension. Y/N was still receiving small pleasure waves in her fingertips. Was sex supposed to always be this good, she asked herself, putting her previous hook ups in a completely new light. He reached to her face and wiped a tear of sweat from her cheek. During that her studies her, the way her collarbone stood out and how her chest still went up and down faster than usually. Y/N looked him deep into his eyes. It was so easy, no awkward tension. She admired his pretty face and then kissed him lightly.

He was the one to suggest a shower. Tired Y/N grabbed all that was left in her and went ahead. She got up naked and hoped he was watching her. Which he did shamelessly, trying to burn the image of her ass into his brain for later use.

Lando's hair was all curly and cute. Y/N commented on that to which he responded by splashing some water in her face. It was hard to focus on anything else but the way how Lando looked and glowed with ease. "I'll help you with the soap," he offered dearly.

"Always a gentleman," Y/N remarked as he spread it all over her body, being extra focused on very specific parts.

"I don't think my boobs have ever been this clean, Lando," she said and reached for his again erected penis.

"Hygiene, people tend to underestimate it dearly," he managed to get out before dozing off from the way she stroked him, making him come for the second time today.

They dried each other with hotel towels, when Y/N started to come to her sense and usual brain usage levels. "Do you happen to know what happened to my luggage? Is it in the car?"

"Had it all brought here, I guess it's in the second room across the hall."

"Wow, who would assume for you to be such a planner. Shall we get to the second room? And maybe test which bed better?"

Lando smiled. "I can see you falling asleep while standing, honey."

"It feels nice spending time with you, you know?"

He kissed her once again, cupping her cheek and stroking her hair. They went to the other room, brushed their teeth and laid down. Y/N was gone asleep immediately. He watched for few more moments before also dozing off. If he wanted to he, he would - and he really wanted to.

part 6

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[softie-rain]

what do you think academy, peacekeeper, and eventually snow lands on top coryo would be like in bed. nsfw hc’s or dating in general🫶🏻⭐️

I tried to do a mix of both! Hope you enjoy (: I also tried to keep it gender neutral, if you don't mind, since there's a huge lack of x male readers fic tbh. Sorry any grammar mistakes!

tw: mentions of sex, not explicit but definitely nsfw content - canon coriolanus snow (he's mean) - peacekeeper coriolanus manipulates you - language - toxic relationship

Academy Coryo:

I feel like academy coryo doesn't really care about dating until he meets you, so when you start dating he's probably inexperienced. Both in dating and bed

He obviously can't buy you gifts or anything similar since he's poor, so he'll try to make it up by hanging out a lot with you

He helps you with your classes

EXTREMELY jealous like seriously and not in a sweet way

Very possessive (shocking I know) but he'll try to hide it

He also tries to be sweet with you though. In some ways. In his own personal way.

He has this subconscious instinct of protecting you due to always feeling like he has to take care of his family, so he has a similar feeling to you. He'll do anything to take care of you, which is not always good tbh, since that means he's very obsessive

BUT as much as he likes you/loves you his family and his political goals will always come first

He has to be the best at the Academy to get the Plinth Prize so you'll have a lot of study dates, this way he can study and spend time with you

Sometimes (more often than not) you'll get bored and try to seduce him, but he'll ignore you the 90% of the time

like imagine partner with boyfriend who neglects them to play with videogames

that's Coryo but during study dates

When he eventually does give in to the sex he's a bit awkward

He's a virgin, so in bed he'll have to learn with you as he goes lol

I don't think he's necessarily mean in bed, just a bit selfish, so he wants to please you but he'll always chase his own orgasm first

He's absolutely a boobs guy cause mommy issues (ups)

I know I said he's a selfish lover but he loves to finger you

Idk why he just does

He's probably soft in the aftercare

Switch vibes, but prefers to be on top (pun intended)

Peacekeeper Coryo:

This could go two ways: either you're from District 12, or you're a Peacekeeper

You're from District 12:

I don't think you two would exactly date, maybe he'll lead you on to think that but really he's just using you for his own pleasure

That doesn't mean he doesn't really like you. He loves having sex with you and is really drawn in by how you seem to want him so bad (who wouldn't)

But he doesn't want a real relationship, it's more of a physical obsession he has

Also he loves the power he gets because he's a peacekeeper and you're just some person who lives in the Districts so he also sees you as someone who desperately needs his help

You probably don't, but try and tell him that and he'll shoot you 🥰🫶🏻

He's so rough in bed. So so rough. I hope you're into that shit because he won't be nice with you

Will NEVER let you be on top. Ever. If you're afab sometimes he'll let you ride him but he'll still have all the control

He has power imbalance kink.

Also loves when you go down on him

And surprisingly he loves to go down on you?? It makes sense in my head. So much sense.

You're a Peacekeeper:

Okay for this one he'll most definitely don't want a relationship

Even if you do he doesn't really care, he just wants to fuck

Literally all the time. Every time you have a break, if you happen to be alone in the bunks, he'll get his way with you

But you want it too so it's fine

The way he's in bed is the same as before tbh

The only difference is that there won't be any power imbalance because you're both peacekeepers

So either you "fight" him for who's the top and who's the bottom

Or you just give in and let him take control

... let's be honest he'll end up on top in both scenarios

In the first case he'll be very mean to you. Like still in a sexual way, but lots of orgasm denials and edging

In the second case he'll act nicer and reward you [lets you cum] (but still selfish guys don't think he'll be soft on you)

Tbh if you're a Peacekeeper I'm not sure he'd want to go down on you. My head tells me he wouldn't

In both cases though (you're from the District or a Peacekeeper) he's extremely good in bed and won't leave you unsatisfied

Guess he had a development from the Academy idk

Snow Lands On Top:

Literally forget about any sweet moment you could have ever had with him during the Academy. Doesn't matter if you were already dating or if you started dating when he came back from 12.

You'll get married as soon as he's done with university. There's no fighting about that

Dude forget about your life or any freedom you had. You belong to him now.

He won't even try to hide it tbh, anything you say wrong he'll either threaten to hurt your family or he'll actually do it

The sex is surprisingly good, at least of you're okay with being taken whenever he wants and how he wants.

Though it depends because I can also see the scenario where he fucks you just to have an heir

Really depends if he marries you out of "love" or necessity

He won't care about pleasuring you, only cares about reaching his own orgasm the way he wants to and if you reach yours good for you lol

But either way, you know Tolerate It by Taylor Swift? Yeah. That's life with future President of Panem Coriolanus Snow.

Even if he does love you he won't show it, unless you're in public for the cameras

He'll shower you with presents: jewellery, new clothes, anything. Anything to keep you with him forever (again, could be both for love and obsession or because he needs to have a loving partner by his side for the cameras)

Even if you do eventually realize he's bad for you you can't leave him. the second you get together it's too late, you belong to him now, forever

He's also a dick so he's the only man you can talk to. He'll give order to murder any other human male being that speaks to you (or anyone else he has any reason to be jealous of, at least in his head)

You're probably having a party in the mansion when the people are killing him tbh

[viiiiiiiiiin]

JAJSJSJDJSD HELL YEAH

Sanji with bff reader who's trying to be his wingman and failing pls (either because sanji is really bad at picking up ladies or the reader is horrendous at wingmanning, heck maybe even both, you decide)

Next Time: Sanji and Wingman Reader

Includes: Sanji , Male Reader , Strawhats

A / N: STOP I LOVE THIS. LOSERS BEING BESTIES FR !!! I hope u don't mind that I chose male reader. I don't write much of them and I want a variety :) enjoy ! Sorry it's short @@

"Cmon Sanji ! You got this ! Do what we rehearsed !" You gave him a thumbs up and a toothy grin. The blonde haired gentleman nodded in return as you took your place behind the door.

Another failed attempt , you assumed by the way his head was hung downwards. You walked over to him and patted his back gently. "It's okay , Ji. You'll get 'er next time !" You laughed and threw your arm around his muscular shoulder.

"Maybe I should try a different pickup line. What do ya got , Reader ?" He asked , grabbing a notepad from seemingly nowhere.

"Ooh ! Ooh ! How about this ! Pretend to spill a drink and be like 'I tripped over my feelings for you . . .' That's gotta win Nami over for sure !" You spun around and grabbed out a poster board.

"What about something about tangerines ? 'You heart is as sweet and sour as a Tangerine' as you kiss her hand. That's gotta make her swoon !" The fact that both of you were so bad at picking up women honestly made the crew feel a bit bad. Why Sanji listened to your advice , the world will never know.

"How about for Robin - Chwan !" He said , spinning as he spoke of the dark haired diva. You placed a finger to your chin , deep in thought. Maybe a dark pun ? Maybe a history pun ? Before you could think , you spoke.

"Ooh ! How about 'you stole my heart like Doflamingo stole Dressrosa . . .' Thats gotta woo her !" You jumped up and down and smiled widely. "What if I gave her something as I said that ?? Or you could help me trip for the pick up line with Nami - Swan !" Sanji rambled as he swirled around , a love tornado of lust was what he was.

"Ooh ! Great idea !! You're so smart !!" Sanji closed his notepad and you both walked over to the ginger. She raised an eyebrow and you pushed Sanji , fake acting like you did it by accident. "Oh no ! I'm sooo sorry Sanji !" You snickered , watching as he fell to his strong knees.

"I tripped over my love for you , mademoiselle . . ~" He spoke smoothly , a perverted grin on his pale face. Nami picked up the book she was reading and smacked both of you in the head.

"That one sucked ! At least be mote creative !" With that , she stomped away and left the both of you with massive bumps on your heads. You both groaned and sat up.

"Fuck , another failure. I'm sorry , Ji. I'll figure somethin' out." You scratched your aching head snd looked sadly at the devastated cook. "Maybe you just haven't met the right girl ! Try flirting when we get to the next island !"

Your suggestion didn't go unheard. As you approached an island to restock supplies , you snd Sanji ran out to the nearest bar. "Try buying her a drink and saying she's as sweet as it ! Or I could spill it on you and you could say your love for her spilled over you !" You suggested as the both of you dashed to the nearest bar.

"Yeahh !! I got this !!"

He does not got it. You spilled the drink and it got ALL over his slacks and the ground. You both ended up being kicked out for causing a disturbance and made all the women laugh at yalls failed attempt at seducing a possible suitor.

You both walked out , dejected at the last failed attempt. You sighed dramatically and fell to the ground. "I'm sorry , Ji ! Next time !"

Next time. How many more 'next time's can he take ? You both were seemingly made to be best friends. One horrendous at flirting and the other horrendous at wingmanning. Next time , next time , next time. Would there be a next time ?

[kellycataclysm]

How does harvey seduce lyra? What's his favourite way to bang her?

Okay so this was absolutely the most fun to write.

Here’s a little list of all the things he has in his repertoire, with a few bonus head canons and thoughts thrown in. 

Setting the Scene. Lyra’s Harvey is romantic, polite, gentlemanly. The cliches work. He’d light candles, play soft music, bring her flowers, slow dance, watch the stars with her, open the door for her. Some may see this as old-fashioned, he just sees this as being sweet and attentive to the person he loves the most.

Words - Part One. Flirty banter. They’re smart dorks. The words are part of the attraction. Bonus points if there are bad jokes, puns, nerd chatter. 

Visual stimulus. Harvey will catch her eye with cliches that he knows work for her. The tie loosened, the rolled up shirt sleeves, a little peek of that chest hair, a spark in his eye from behind those glasses, and Lyra is FLUSTERED. Plus, he likes to look smart, even when he’s casual Harvey. So, if they’re out on a date you can be sure he’s looking smart and that moustache will be perfect.

Eye contact. The way he looks at her, like he’s still trying to figure her out but, goodness me, if he wasn’t entirely smitten from the second she walked into the clinic and awkwardly asked him for a neighbourly coffee. Plus, you can be sure he's going to do the finger hook under the chin for this, which leads to...

Physical touch - Part One. Harvey is all about the gentle caresses; he’ll hold her hand intertwining their fingers, touch her waist or the small of her back, brush her hair behind her ear, his fingertip lingering on those star earrings Lyra wears. The man is straight up handsy, especially first thing in the morning when they have just woken up.

Words - Part Two. Harvey has no problem telling Lyra that he loves her and saying things he knows will make her melt. We also know that she loves his voice. Deep, calm, firm but gentle. He’s well-spoken and to be honest, she’d listen to him read the phone book. 

Physical presence. Our man is tall in a way that makes her giggle and twirl her hair and he will use this to his advantage.

Slow. Sure, he’s ready to rock and roll with little more than a suggestive look from Lyra, because when he knows that she wants him, that definitely gets him going. However, Harvey loves to take his sweet time, setting the mood, making her feel like she is the only person on the planet for him. Then let’s also acknowledge that once he gets started, he is a massive tease. Yes, there are plenty of moments in which my spicy dorks are positively desperate for each other, but he loves to hear her begging for him.

Control. He’s bossy in the bedroom and she gets the full benefit of this. Making her feel good does it for him.

Physical touch - Part Two. Harvey really does have lovely hands and he knows exactly how to use them. You can guarantee she is getting off more than once. Don't look at me. I don't make the rules.

Words - Part Three. He loves to whisper things in her ear. Our girl has a HUGE praise kink and he knows this. He also loves to talk dirty to her. If the man drops an F Bomb in the heat of the moment, she will straight up dissolve. Readers may also have noticed that he only ever calls her Lyra when they are in adult situations. It is like she is in trouble. The best kind of trouble. 

By this point, Lyra is a mess and absolute putty in his hands. He can do absolutely anything he wants to her and whatever he chooses will make her feel incredible. (Okay, did someone say soft dom Harvey?)

So, his favourite position. Lyra’s Harvey isn’t afraid to be a little adventurous. There was the time with the mirror. The video call when he was away. The time in the woods. The other time she made him watch. The time of Harvey’s birthday in which there were many interesting things explored. Plus, you just know the desk in his office has seen more than just paperwork. He is also happy to try new positions. However, while he isn’t averse to bending her over the armchair, his favourite are the more intimate positions. The ones where he can hold her close (the man loves to spoon) and where he can look into her eyes and kiss her senseless. So, while he absolutely loves to pin her against a wall or have her on top of him so he can ogle her, his favourite and most frequently used is missionary. He’s in love with her and wants to watch as she falls apart for him, because of him. 

Thank you so much for sending this positively delightful question! It was so fun to answer! <3

[tofuxtea]

𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎 | 𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘤 + 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘮

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 — albedo x fem!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — aphrodisiacs, controlled orgasm, use of sex toys, reader is basically albedo’s consenting lab rat, SLIGHT dub-con in the sense that albedo did not initially mention the sex toys, albedo does not rlly engage sexually, i think that’s all tbh LMAO

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 — omfg i feel like ive been dead from tumblr but THANK U GUYS SO MUCH FOR 1K!! here is a present x-tra long no pun intended! this is not proofread btw

aphrodisiac strand 12B. unidentified independent variables to be used on subject after first start of symptoms. begin.

albedo set the petal of a flower onto your tongue, his gloved hand forcing your jaw shut while the other pressed a button on his timer. you winced at the watered down flavor of an earthly sweetness, letting the soaked petal dissolve with your saliva and wash down your throat in one swallow. albedo watched the rise and fall of your throat, quickly noting the time it was ingested.

“why are you doing experiments on aphrodisiacs? i didn’t think you’d take an interest in those.” you swung your feet over the side of his experiment table you sat on, wanting to cut through the tense silence that filled the chilly cavern. even through your dense coat, the violent dragonspine temperatures snaked through to your skin.

albedo didn’t flinch. sometimes it was aweing at how nothing bothered him, even after finding out he was an artificial human. “well,” the man began, setting his clipboard onto the adjacent table. “truthfully, they don’t affect me, but i want to find a way to make safe dosages for people to consume for their own pleasure. not too much, not too little. i think of it as a… personal experiment. this data is only mine.” he explained calmly, squinting at the propped up timer. “anything?”

you hummed and shook your head. albedo sighed.

“the others were faster. maybe something’s wrong with this strand.”

you cleared your throat, forcing albedo to turn towards you. “the others had me humping your leg. maybe a safe dosage is one that takes a minute.” albedo spared you a chuckle, recalling the humiliating effects of the past experiments.

3A had you fingering yourself right on albedo’s table, trying to seduce him into “helping” you, but the stubborn bastard refused to interfere with the experiment. 8B was less intense, it had slowed your breathing so severely that albedo had to hover over you to administer CPR if it came to it, but you grabbed at anything you could use to relieve yourself, even albedo’s waist while your thighs squeezed his. that time, he didn’t care about interfering and let you sweat off the effects. that data was screwed no matter what.

“let me know when you feel anything.” albedo headed off to the other side of the cave, leaving thick tracks in the soft ground behind him. he grabbed a cardboard box off of a lone table in the back and retraced his steps, plopping it next to his clipboard.

“what’s that?” you asked, searching for any sort of label on it. it was completely blank. your legs slowed to a stop when he didn’t immediately answer. “‘bedo, what is this experiment? it’s just recording symptoms, right?” the panic bubbling in your voice was evident and albedo immediately raised his hands to settle you down.

“i apologize for not informing you sooner, but i’m satisfied with the symptom data we have now. i’m tweaking one of the variables i never focused on before,” he glanced your way and hesitantly continued. “and that is how long symptoms last after starting stimulus. a common find in experiments 1A to 8A—” you shot albedo a glare of embarrassment, “—was how prolonged your symptoms were due to lack of proper stimulation. self inflicted stimulation wouldn’t mirror intercourse, so i’m going to see how long symptoms last after i stimulate you.”

you were rendered utterly speechless, jaw slackened. “what’s in the box?” you sounded defeated now, aware that talking albedo out of an experiment was impossible. he complied to your finger points and lifted the lid off the box, pulling several vibrators and dildos out. “oh, my god.” it came out as barely above a whisper and you squeezed your thighs shut as a ripple of excitement rolled through your stomach. “first symptom, heat in the stomach, heightened pleasure.”

albedo snatched the clipboard and scribbled down your response. “you know, we can hold off on this and keep doing symptom data if you’re not comfortable. you’re my partner as well.”

it would have been endearing if it wasn’t for the tingle that seared the ends of your nerves and forced you to clamp your eyes shut. “it’s okay, ‘bedo, but i need you to put one of those dicks in me now.”

you thanked god your usual attire to albedo’s lab consisted of the skirt and sweater you changed into every day after shedding your many snowy layers, and that he was able to easily slip one of the vibrators underneath the plaid fabric and press it against your clit. you grasped onto his shoulder with a surprising grip, body arching from the pleasure between your thighs.

“fu—fuck, ‘bedo,” you strained against clenched teeth. it was all your fried mind allowed you to say, anything else a vast white expanse of burning pleasure you found yourself lost in. the sensation was far more intense than it should have been, the vibration barely low enough to bring a moan out of you, but with the aphrodisiac it had you a blubbering mess.

“interesting.” albedo mumbled, switching his grasp on the wand and fluctuating the pressure of it while his other hand nudged your legs further apart. you pressed the back of your hand to your mouth and let yourself droop against albedo’s body. “i’m going to increase the power.”

he did exactly as he said he would and you were beyond humiliated by the cries that tore from your throat and made your thighs violently shake against his palm. “symptoms?” he asked softly into your ear.

“s—same. body temp—shit—temperature rising, nerves, ah, sensitive—don’t stop.” you panted against his shoulder, daring to rut into the wand to match his rhythmic thrusts against your clit. your leg hooked around his waist, trying to give yourself any sort of leverage to keep your own grinds consistent with the toy’s. albedo’s rhythm faltered for a fraction of a second and you wouldn’t have noticed if it were experiment 8B, but you didn’t touch on it, thinking his grip may have slipped.

“y/n, do you mind if i, ah,” albedo’s voice dropped scarily low, “continue?” you had no idea exactly what the question entailed and quite frankly, you didn’t care. your mind had been fried beyond function after albedo switched the vibrator to its nth notch. all you could do was nod against his shoulder and pray he got the message.

keeping his trained fingers around the bullet, his other hand searched for something inside of the box. his plans must have exceeded the actual process telling by how much clattering you heard coming from inside of it. you could only imagine what kind of things he was going to use on you.

when he found what he was looking for, you prepared to wince at the sight of some BDSM contraption. but what you saw was nowhere near it. a pretty normal sized dildo — which he set a few feet from your thighs while he looked for something else. he pulled a small vial out and popped the top off with his thumbnail, hastily drizzling the stuff over the silicone toy.

all of it was difficult to keep track of with the pleasant pressure of the vibrator against your clit, frying all of your neurons in the process. albedo noticed this. “any changes? lessening? increasing?” his voice was completely calm, like honey in your ears.

“increasing.” you had a sudden rush of newfound strength and gripped his shoulder, shamelessly pushing your hips against the vibrator. albedo’s breath caught in his throat, but his composure remained. he pulled the bullet away completely and raised a reprimanding brow.

“this is my experiment, okay sweetheart?” you knew he meant it in a soothing manner, but the pet name rendered you frozen and you were sure your face had flushed much deeper. this he either genuinely didn’t or willingly chose not to notice. “can’t have skewed data — we’ve made it this far, right?”

“mm—hmm.” your body stiffened when the bullet nudged itself back between your legs. you let his gloved hand push them further apart, his ring finger and pinky steady on your inner thigh.

“is it okay if i touch you? it’s alright if you’d like to prep yourself.” he lowered his gaze to the side of your head where you slumped against his chest. registering his words with eyes clamped shut, you nodded.

“go ahead.”

he held your panties to the side while his middle finger gently prodded at your cunt, the leather hardly warm from his hands. you stifled a cry, the aphrodisiac’s effects suddenly beginning to coil in your gut. albedo kept on and slid his finger in almost to the knuckle. “seems you don’t need much preparation.”

you squeezed his bicep. oh, shut up it said. you were already dripping wet, his glove glistening every time he’d move back. he didn’t flinch and even added a second finger. they moved with ease, letting him know you were prepped enough.

“let me know when you’re about to come.” it was all the warning he gave while he smeared thick, clear lube over the toy before pushing it in. the sensation was overwhelming. you cried out and your hand held onto the back of his neck, fingers raking up through his hair. “any change in symptoms?”

“still increasing—fuck!” you braced yourself on one hand, the other still lost in his dusty blond locks. “‘bedo, it’s not calming down like the others, it’s too much.” you whined with each of his languid thrusts. as much as you wanted to try to shut your legs from the fiery stimulation, your thighs spread even further, your heel catching on the edge of the table to give him a better angle.

albedo adjusted his wrist accordingly and matched his thrusts to your fervor, increasing the pressure of the vibrator as well. your head fell back, cries spilling from your lips. “god, ‘bedo! f—faster, ‘m so close! please, please, please,”

the man observed your expression closely: eyebrows tented with pleasure, eyes squeezed shut, lips parted and wet. your cries were getting higher and louder by the second, telling albedo what he already knew. before you could even announce it, he removed the toys and took half a step back.

“albedo, what the fuck are you doing?” you hissed. your hands made a wild grab for his and your heel tried to catch the back of his leg to yank him close. “i was so close, ‘bedo, you can’t be serious.”

his turquoise eyes held no remorse. instead, he switched the dildo to his other hand and picked his pen up, jotting down some notes and stealing glances at the timer. you huffed, a silent demand for an answer. “i told you. today’s data is going to be a bit different.” was all he said as he pressed something on the stopwatch. a small beep sounded.

disregarding the anger radiating off of you, he nudged back in between your legs and switched the vibrator back on. the confusion was wiped clean off of your face in the blink of an eye. the abrupt changes in albedo’s actions were stimulating you more than before, possibly a reaction from the aphrodisiac.

“shit, ‘bedo, it’s stronger,” you spoke over the cries bubbling in your throat, your voice strained and teeth clenching. “it’s increasing more — fuck — what are you doing to me?”

“if i do this, what happens?” the heel of his palm pushed the tip of the dildo into you, your arousal making it easy. you took your bottom lip between your teeth, biting hard enough to draw blood.

“keep going, please.” you begged like a whining dog with a treat on its nose. albedo complied without hesitation. the thick, silicone shaft filled you to the suction cup base, albedo’s gloved knuckles grazing your inner thighs.

“are you close?” the blonde’s voice was unmistakably gravelly in your ear. all you could do was whimper a meek ‘mm—hm’ and nod.

“good.”

oh, it was going to be a long day.

hands down the sloppiest ending i ever wrote but i gotta get this out before finals😭 COME GET YALLS JUICE

[lawlightautismtruther]

How is there lawlight top/bottom discourse in 2023? Please help me out here. I been into this show for almost a decade and never once did I question the fact that Light Yagami is a master/brat tamer. Come on now y’all, after that foot massage scene?? After L says so many things just to provoke Light to beat the shit out of him? Surely he knows what he’s doing. Also no top says “it’s the least I can do to atone for my sins,” while looking up at you with the most pussy-eyed glare. Either that or my horny ass mind is making it look that way.

Bottom line: (pun intended) Light should have seized the opportunity. If I were him I’d drop everything, confess, and seduce my way out of the consequences just for that little autistic beauty that came into my life. But that’s just me.

I’m so deranged but that’s just the way that I am

[depravitymoon]

The Bucci Gang React to S/O’s twerking

((Author's note: Just to clarify, it's not the poly Bucci Gang. It's each individual reacting to their S/O's dancing.))

((Warning: Aged Up characters, Everyone Lives AU, twerking, female reader.))

The Scenario:

You guys are having a small party. You get tipsy/drunk and start twerking to the music. How it looks.

Bruno

He tries to be mature about this, but you make it hard (pun intended). He's quite impressed. Seeing drunk girls twerk isn’t new, but your dance style is on another level! Then he notices you’re hopping and dancing towards him. You grind on his crotch and he immediately holds your hips still. He loudly says, “Okay Y/N. I think that’s enough.” but then he whispers, “Lets take this somewhere private”.

Giorno

The typically suave cool-headed blonde is now a shivering mess. He makes an audible gulp and grips his chair, not able to handle so much ass in his face. Everyone was shocked, not predicting their fearless Don would react this way. You giggle, asking if Don Giovanna has ever been seduced like this. He shakes his head, “Not like this. You’ve....made quite an impression.”

Trish

Just to be goofy, she took out some money and made it rain on you, which encouraged you to do some head-turning dance moves. She wasn’t laughing now, just dumbfounded. You offer to give her some lessons. She declines, joking that she can't jiggle her pancake butt.  “Nonsense!” you laugh. You get up and slap her ass. Then, you teach her how to swish her hips around, telling her how sexy she looks.

 

Abbacchio

You twerk your way towards him and bounce that ass near his lap. Abbacchio sighs and shakes his head. A few drinks in your system got you acting like this? Tsk tsk. You’re such a ball of energy. You pout at his reaction and stopped. “I didn’t say stop”. At his words, you laugh and continue. He’s such a dumb tsundere, but you love him!

Narancia

He's completely mesmerized by your dancing. And your ass. He's so mesmerized by you that he didn't realize you were grinding against him. You stood stilll, thinking you took it too far. Then, you felt Narancia's hands gripping your waist. Both of you are great dancers, so you sway your hips to the beat. That is, until simple sways became strong gyrations. That's when Bruno steps in and stops you two from further dry-humping. You realize Bruno had a point, so you drag Narancia to somewhere more private.

Mista

Mista wolf whistles at you. He compliments your ass and gives it a smack. "You got a nice ass too, babe! How about a dance battle?" you ask him, but he declines....at first! Once he got drunk, Mista starts the twerk battle. The rest of the gang is laughing or trying not to laugh. You jokingly declare Mista the winner, then asks "How about you back that ass up?" To be funny and sexy, you grind on Mista while he twerks against you. Trish made a video of it.

Fugo

The biggest stuttering mess. “Y/N?!” His eyes are the size of plates. Not only did he not think you twerked, you never told him you were so good at it. He tries to resist the allure. His girlfriend is drunk and jiggles her buttocks, what’s the big deal? That did not work. He was so close to popping a boner that he had to leave. You chase after him, yelling how sorry you were for making him uncomfortable. He pulls you into a hug, assuring you that everything’s fine. “Could you show me your dance again at home?” he asks. Feeling his little friend poking you, you know exactly what he means.

[mystery-star]

50 ways to annoy Jack Aubrey

New meme format! (If this is still a thing)

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1.Call a sloop a ship

2.If he corrects you, call it a sloppy ship

3.Refer to him as any rank below Captain

4.Call him Goldilocks (best in front of the crew)

5.Hurt Stephen

6.Destroy or sink his ship

7.Talk of the service badly

8.Go to duty while drunk

9.Mother him

10.Forbid him to eat

11.Release 60k bees in his cabin

12.Don‘t use naval language

13.Or use it wrong

14.Talk badly about Admiral Nelson

15.Compliment Admiral Harte

16.Seduce Sophia

17.Take his grog away

18.Take away his coat epaulettes

19.Choose the greater weevil

20.Buy him a pet that doesn't like him

21.Tell him he'd be better in the military like his father

22.Give orders on HIS ship

23.Dally around and loose time

24.Stitch his hammock together

25.Do it while he‘s in it

26.Tell him his puns are bad and not funny

27.Accuse him of loving the ship more than his friends

28.Explain the pros of anarchy

29.Call him a tyrant

30.Break his fiddle

31.Ruinor steal his uniforms

32.Hide all his clothes while he is skinny dipping

33.Tell him you love France and that Napoleon is great

34.Tell him sailing is boring

35.Go overboard all the time and have him rescue you

36.Bring a bunch of women on the ship, all the time

37.Keep a tally list each time he swears

38.Do the markings on the bulwark

39.Ask him to "move" the ship when there is no wind

40.If he can‘t do it, tell him he‘s a bad Captain

41.When he insists it not possible tell him not to blame HIS inabilites on the wind

42.Start a discussion about how the Articles of war are barbaric

43.Call him stupid nicknames in front of the crew

44.Follow him all day, making animal noises

45.Tell him a sloth would be a better Captain than him

46.Prolong his shoreleave

47.Deliberately mix up port and starboard

48.Dye all sails like the french flag

49.Bite him all the time and claim you‘re a vampire

50.At the tiniest inconvenience run about the ship and scream „ABANDON SHIP! WE‘RE GONNA DIE!

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(Don't worry there will be a vesion for stephen too and I'm already on a "50 more ways to annoy Jack")

Also if you have ideas lemme know! (I'm only at the 4th book so I'm sure there will be more as I read on)

[dragonotaku-justineverything]

DC Comic NSFW: Harly using her Harleen attire to seduce her M!S/O.

I'm assuming by "Harleen Attire" you just mean her normal doctor/lab coat attire, so that's what I had in mind when writing these.

Doctor and health puns galore. "Ya ready ta see the docta?" "Docta's ready ta give ya a check up~." "Looks like ya hearts racin' a bit. How bout the docta helps calm ya down~?"

She'd literally only have the lab coat on, open and not even trying to cover her body, and wait for them in a random room. They she'd pretend that nothing was different or act like there was something wrong while he stares at her

But just in case you meant her classic Harley Quinn outfit (The red and black jester one), here you go

"Ya wanna see how fast you can make my bells jingle~?" *Proceeds to bounce her upper body and make the bells on her hat jingle (and chest bounce in her suit)*

Will let the part of her suit over her butt ride up her crack juuuust enough to show off the shape of her rear end a little more and to make it definitely be more noticeable and eye catching for whenever she has her back to him

[roselyn-writing]

Subzero x fem! Reader Nsfwish and fluffish Alphabet!

This is for my best friend, Since a few days ago her account got suspended out of the sudden. I’m very happy that they restored her account, I’m glad that she is back again! Alhimdullah! 💕💕 My dear! @subzero-simp hope you like it and enjoy it! 💖💖💙💞💕💓😘😘🥰

A=Aftercare

After every love-making, he loves to hug you and gives you a back rub. He will make you warm. He enjoys making tea for you, to warm up.

B=body parts

His favourite body part of yours is your breasts, he loves to kiss your nipples, lick them, bite them, and finally pinch them.

C=Cum (everything about his white liquid)

He loves to make you a mess, his white stuff all on your face, then your breasts. He is always satisfied seeing you like this, then he will help you get up to shower.

D=Dirty secrets

He won’t admit it, that he loves to spy on you while you are in the bathtub, it is his favourite fetish seeing you like this. Usually, when you sit in the bathtub and read a book.

E=Experience

He isn’t that experienced, but he will be more experienced with you. You both love to test each other, and new techniques in lovemaking. You know what I mean 😏.

F=Favourite positions

He has a lot of positions, it depends on his mood, if he is calm he will choose missionary. But mostly he loved missionary. It makes him dominant. He is in control, not you.

G=Goofy

He sometimes loves to say ice puns between you and him, he loves to show you his goofy and dork side, Only to you.

H=Hair

He always takes care of himself. Shaves his beard, Grooms his hair, He is just a tidy man.

T=Talking

talking either normally or dirty 😏. In public, he loves to hold a clear and prestigious image of himself that includes him being stoic, respectful, and calm. Alone with you. That's a different matter, he loves to talk dirty to you. Whispers of bad words and sexual moans into your ears. He loves to seduce you with his biceps and his huge private member. Which makes you drool nonstop.

S=Sēx~*

Šęx or love-making. He is moody sometimes, love-making positions are up to his mood. If he was calm he prefer the missionary position. but, when he is a bit violent he prefers the doggy position or cowgirl ones for you. To tame you.

I=Intimacy

Extraordinary intimate. He loves to touch you and run his calloused hands with your soft and gentle ones. But, During teaching his trainees, he is very stoic and shows his stoic default face. He will get touchy with you only when he is alone. He isn’t a fan of PDAs. So, No don’t expect him to hold your hand in public!

J= Jack Off (masturbation)

He uses it to suppress his sexual urges, especially when he can’t control himself anymore, but he fully knows that he won’t be pleased enough like when he is with you.

K= Kink

His favourite kink is bondage, he loves to bind your hands on the bed-board. So that you won’t escape while he makes love-making to you!

L=Location.

He doesn’t have any favourite location of his. He only knows the Lin Kuei temple for most of his life. But if you suggest going somewhere and he finds it fun, he will consider it his favourite location. Only because you love it

That’s all for today! I hope you like it! And enjoy reading it! Xoxoxo 😘😘😘💋❤️❤️❤️

[tadpolebrains]

Heyy it's me again! Can I ask for another headcanon? I love your writing SOOO MUCH

So, in my Astarion romance play through the possible answer "maybe you need a friend rather than a lover" hit me and I was wondering, what about Astarion with a Tav who slowly becomes his best friend, making him realize that friendship exists? I dunno how to explain it better, just Astarion and Tav being BFF!

Thank you in advance, hope you're doing ok and drinking enough water <3

Hello again! :D

TYSM dhdhdh <33. And this did just make me go grab water so yup drinking well. That line you’re talking about- I really wish there was some way to choose it in game and then maybe after defeating Cazador get together once he’s in a more stable mindset. But welp, we take what we can get

Anywho, let’s do this

Tav & Astarion Besties

• Tav starts doing little things on the road for him, and it drives Astarion crazy at first as he tries to repay each and every little deed so he never falls in their debt

• They make sure he has some dead animal to feed on at night if they aren’t comfortable with offering their neck themself. They offer to fix his hair since he can’t see himself in the mirror. They just… want to hang out with him. And that confuses him to no end, because surely they’re expecting something in return

• So he tries flirting. Seducing. But they just chuckle at his advances or jokingly flirt back in a way that makes him question if they’re being serious or not

• Suffice to say, he’s baffled in the beginning

• After a bit of his advances clearly falling short, Astarion is at a loss. Because he doesn’t know what he can offer them if not for his body. Doesn’t understand what they want from him

• Then the Araj encounter happens, and they back him up. Support his autonomy. And… Astarion starts to realize that maybe they don’t want something from him

• Maybe, after all these years, he’s found someone good. And he can’t tell if he hates that or is relieved

• Still, he clarifies with them, and when they say that he truly just needs a friend, and they want to be that friend… he needs time to adjust

• He still reverts to teasing or lightly flirting, but over time chuckles with them at a corny line or bad pun he’s made. He finds it liberating, to joke about something he’d relied on for so long. To be allowed to find it cheesy

• They help him get used it saying ‘no.’ Start by just asking absurd things of him to get him to scoff and incredulously turn them down. The word feels less foreign on his tongue after a while

• Astarion would get in the habit of saying ‘no’ before doing something anyway. He likes how the words sounds. Tav asks him to pick up something they dropped? “No, darling, get it yourself” as he proceeds to grab it for them regardless.

• Friendly insults and banter. Astarion would enjoy having someone to fire back and forth insults with without it meaning anything.

• Gossip. You just know that once they’re close enough, Astarion would enjoy leaning over to whisper little gossipy comments into someone’s ear. “Oh, gods. The man two seats to our right has the hair of a straw broom. We best stay away, lest he shed on us.”

• Inside jokes. Astarion has always relished in causing a bit of havoc and confusion, so making Tav randomly burst out laughing by making a comment in the middle of camp that no one else understands is highly entertaining for him. Especially if they couldn’t possibly explain why it’s so damn funny

• Just… having a person to sit in silence with sometimes. Especially at night, if he’s had a nightmare. He doesn’t want pity. He just needs to lay eyes on another living being for a while. Tav has woken up multiple times to him watching them sleep.

• Eventually, getting used to small points of physical contact. High fives. Fist bumps. Astarion doesn’t understand the point of such gestures, but still has to stifle a smile whenever Tav bugs him into giving them a high five.

• Talking him out of ascension. Tav being living proof that there’s more to people than wanting to use him for his body or affections. Proof that he can have a life surrounded by close friends, and that he can be a good friend

• They’d still visit his grave together. It’s something he needs another person there for, since he doesn’t even know how he’ll react to seeing it after so long.

• Astarion sewing up patches in Tav’s clothing. Or fussing over their hair. Using the excuse of “we’ll be seen in public together, and I cannot be seen with someone who looks like they’ve crawled out of a sewer. Your appearance is part of my public image.”

• Tav running after him when the sun begins to burn him again. Sitting with him until the sun goes down, knowing him well enough not to mutter any reassurances that may be taken as pitying. Sitting there in silent solidarity and offering a hand for him to hold should he want it.

• If they don’t end up near each other, writing letters and visiting often. Always bringing random little trinkets that he’d complain about taking up space or being a pain to carry around, but keeps protectively

• Joining him to search for a cure to his vampirism later down the line.

[thescrumptiousstuffs]

Only Friends Episode 11 - Move On, Move In

In which we see Top finally stood his ground, Boeing flies from one couple to another (pun intended), we get domestic Sand/Ray while Nick/Boston comes to an understanding

Top & Mew

Top has made tremendous effort to change his ways to prove he is worthy for Mew. So, I'm glad he finally confronted Mew regarding the whole Boeing situation with Top astutely picking up the core point is that Mew can't seem to forgive Top's past transgression. And without being able to pass that point, both of them will just keep going in circle. Top was absolutely right when he said they might as well just forget about giving their relationship a second chance as Mew will keep becoming paranoid about every single interaction Top may have with other people.

However, it's obvious Mew is miserable without Top and as his lovely moms gently pointed out - if they really want to work it out, Mew must find away to somehow forgive (but not necessarily forget what Top has done).

Mew's face-off with Boeing is also much needed - the latter has been sneakily sewing discord in TopMew's journey of reconciliation, purely out of spite against Top. The man is bitter and being obvious about it - I mean his parting shot of not wishing Mew luck cause he knows they won't make it??? - yup, someone is salty he got dumped!!!

But by far my fav scene with this couple is the sweet scene in Mew's childhood bedroom - their heart to heart talk was much needed with both side confessing they still love each other very much. We ended with them hopefully on the same page, starting afresh with no 3rd party causing havoc!

Nick & Boston

Who will have thought Boston will have a change of heart? (cause I didn't!). But these 2 are made for each other - they are both slightly deranged and loony. However, Nick understands Boston in so many levels that his so-called friends (or even father) doesn't. And in Nick, Boston has find a kindred sprit - someone who has never judged him but also tells him straight if he doesn't agree with what he does.

Also, their plot against Atom - completely unhinged but definitely on-brand for them? (only Nick will make up a plan to hey, let's seduce the boy, and while I get hot & heavy here, instructs Ton to video /photograph the deed so that we can "pretend blackmail" him while also simultaneously give a heartfelt lecture on Atom about one-sided love), which in turn gives Boston a much needed reality check on how he feels about Nick.

But wow, the whole scene with Boston taking Nick's pictures, it is so soft and romantic (for them) - "Your photos took up the whole roll of film" as opposed to an earlier episode when he used an almost similar line "I’ll just use up to finish the roll of film"

Plus, when Boston asked if Nick wants to be a boyfriend - you can tell it affected Nick in a profound level. But I don't blame Nick for being wary, he got burn so badly by Boston before. Anyway, it seems we are finally getting some domestic bliss for the finale episode (although hey, is that Boeing I spy possibly causing havoc after almost succeeding with Top/Mew and now causing some cracks in Sand/Ray blossoming relationship?)

Sand & Ray

Speaking of Boeing, that dude is truly like his namesake, flying from one couple to another...

Just as we have achieved some domestic bliss with this couple - from the heartfelt, teary confession plus apologies from Ray to Sand followed by what I can only described as Ray/Sand being giddy in love - both of them beaming with joy, Ray taking every chance possible to call Sand his boyfriend while spoiling the latter to Sand indulging Ray's whims and them making plans to travel around the world to attend music festivals...

And so, to have Boeing raining on their parade....look, I'm not 100% sure how Boeing/Sand relationship was in the past, but on the surface Sand looks uncomfortable with having Boeing around himself (and Ray for that matter). But one of Sand's weakness is his difficulties in setting boundary - he failed with Ray (although it did work out for them at the end). Sand's mother summed up Sand's nature best - super caring, a caretaker by nature. So, an ex that previously meant a lot to him come barging back in, he probably doesn't have the heart to cut Boeing ruthlessly.

Furthermore, I mentioned this with a previous post, I get the feeling Sand doesn't want Boeing anywhere near Ray probably because he feels insecure at some level (also Ray can be a loose cannon with his hot temper). Boeing left him for Top and Ray is cut from the same cloth like Top (both rich, handsome and now with Ray sober - charming). Also on the flip side, we have Boeing who is not that dissimilar to Mew (both smart, loves plants etc) - with Mew being Ray's first love/crush...well, I think Sand is afraid he will lose Ray.

But never fear, it seems we have Ray already clocking what Boeing is up to. As viewers, we can see how possessive Ray is on Sand - I don't think there is the slightest chance he will let Boeing interfere with their newly found bliss. Unfortunately, Ray's possessiveness is a double edge sword - him inviting Boeing to the private pool party is definitely a test of sort for both Sand (and I think he is failing) as well as Boeing. From the finale preview, it seems Ray has given the ultimate to Sand "I don't like it inviting people into your life like this. You go and finish it off otherwise I'll take care of it myself."

(my one grip is that I wished Boeing was introduced slightly sooner cause trying to wrap everything up in the last episode...it's going to feel rush and sloppy?)

On the side note, I am not fan with how the whole Atom storyline went - he lied about being sexually assaulted, and when he finally confessed to his sister, all Cheum did was hugged him and say she understood Atom realising his newfound sexuality is hard? At the very least, I wanted Cheum to emphasise how dangerous it is to lie about these issues and her apologising to Ton?

As usual, so many thoughts and emotions - so many good moments but if I have to pick my fav scene - it will be SandRay being absolutely father material (esp Sand!) with the children in the hospital.

Can't believe next week it will be the finale!!!! (what am I going to do every Saturday after that?)

[madrone33]

I finally listened to Hadestown! 🎉

Starting with the Original Cast Recording, ‘cause might as well do it in release order. Loved it! Groovy music. Snickered. Cried. Wrote down my reaction as I went, so if you're chill with rambled thoughts and observations, here you go lol

(Soz for any typos, I was touch typing most of the time, and I've edited it but probs missed stuff)

Road to Hell (Live)

Oh it’s JAZZY. Huh. Didn't expect that, but I am living.

I like how at the start they’re simulating a train’s chugging.

Those call and response harmonies tho *chef's kiss*

Kinda reminds me of Udad.

Oh that’s Hermes!

“It’s a sad song” he says, while singing the boppiest of bops.

I like that “suitcase full of summertime” line.

“About someone... who tries.” Oho, we’re gettin into it now! *rubs hands together*

Also, I completely get now why Jorge said that first draft of EPIC: The Musical Hermes was like Hadestown.

Livin' It Up on Top (Live)

That’s a smooth transition👌

Persephone’s voice is really cool. Kinda rough texture?

Oh I didn’t realise Persephone and Hades would be having a turbulent relationship in this.

Oooh Orpheus’ voice is smooth.

They’re all so happy huh. Welp, you know there’s gonna be a crash in their future.

Orpheus seems really grateful for Persephone’s... graciousness? When he said that she'll always fill their cups and they'll raise them to her and stuff. Theory: either she’ll have a soft spot for him later, or he’ll feel betrayed and blindsided by the more cold side of her later.

All I've Ever Known (Live)

I don’t know anything about Eurydice, but is this her song?

Ah yeah Orpheus is singing, so it must be.

Oop. Foreshadowing.

Way Down Hadestown (Live)

Hermes is back!

“Bored to death” HA

“Graveyard” wow the puns/metaphors are going hard XD

I can’t tell who’s singing lmao. This is like when I listened to Hamilton for the first time. I’ll need lyrics, or familiarity RIP

The coins as the percussion/tambourine is a nice touch.

Hades’ voice is DEEP.

They haven’t mentioned gods yet, I don’t think? Just the Fates, right? It sounds more like a mining operation metaphor for mythos right now, hmm.

Epic II (Live)

King of diamonds and spades - like the playing card suits, but also like the mining operation.

It’s the La la la la thing from Wolfy’s animatic! Almost. A different rendition - I bet I'll hear that later 👀

Why is it called Epic II? Where’s 1? Am I missing something?

Chant (Live)

Oh they’re doing overlapping meodies!!

Ah wait this is Eurydice now, gotta go back a few seconds to catch that. I keep getting her mixed up with Persephone 😅

Oh now we’ve got Eurydice and Orpheus relationship troubles? Huh, I kinda assumed they’d be the perfect couple till her death.

And a semi callback to her song, nice.

Hay Little Songbird (Live)

DAMN his voice is deep!

Is this Eurydice??

Is- Is Hades seducing her? To work for him of smth? Ummm.

Not the canary!

That shaker sounds like a rattlesnake, and it does not bode well for a little bird.

When the Chips are Down (Live)

Oh hey I was right! It is a metaphorical rattlesnake!

Does she choose to go to the Underworld of her own volition? I thought she like- died.

Gone I'm Gone (Live)

She does??

Ouch. She sounds so resigned.

Is this a metaphor for her starving to death? Oof.

The harmonies!!

Wait for Me (Live)

“Six feet under” oh yep.

“Lay low, stay outta sight” - getting Hamilton's Stay Alive vibes.

“Don’t look back” ah. FORESHADOWING.

Ohhh the River Styx being a high wall is so smart!

“And don’t look no one in the eye” I must be too deep in the Odyssey related fandoms, because I'm seeing puns where there are none lmao

The HARMONIES!

Poor Orpheus, but I mean, he was kinda being a bit… naive? If he didn’t prepare for winter and just went off in his own head to make songs?

Why We Build the Wall (Live)

Free from who?

Enemy? 👀

(Yes, I'm aware I'm being led into asking all the questions he wants me to ask, but in my defence, it's very effective.)

Oh huh. Wasn't expecting it to be poverty, tho maybe I should've.

Him calling them “My children” plus the chanting is uh. Why does this sound like cult propaganda?

His voice sounds like the Ozymandias poem guy.

Also giving Frollo “She ran, I pursued” vocal vibes.

“Behind closed doors” - ominous.

Ha! Ok nice subversion.

Our Lady of the Underground (Live)

Persepone is a drug dealer XD

That’s a strange note on “there’s a crack in the wall”

Oh no, am I supposed to remember all these band member names? *crying*

Way Down Hadestown II (Live)

Bringing back motifs I see.

The pickaxes as percussion is cool.

Oop, Eurydice is getting a bit of a wake up call.

Chant II (Live)

Ooooh does the ‘backdoor’ Hermes meant, mean that Orpheus doesn’t have to ‘die’ to get there? ‘Cause he didn’t sign anything, which is a metaphor for him not actually being dead in the myth, so he can still leave.

“Hungry for the underworld” - the pomegranate?

And now Eurydice and Orpheus are singing half the La la la la tune each as if to each other from across the Underworld!

Ooh I LIKE those slant rhymes! "Young man, you can strum your lyre, I have strung the world in wire."

Oh this is where Orpheus sings his plea!! I know this is a thing because of Udad's Underworld Blues lol.

Epic III (Live)

The harmonies 🥺

Oh! It’s that part from Wolfy's animatic :O

I’m tearing up bro.

Just thinking that Eurydice was so upset with Orpheus for focusing on writing his song about Hades and Persephone, but it's that very song that is giving him a chance to sway Hades' mind. But on the other hand, if he'd focused less on the song, he never would've had to use it, y'know?

Word to the Wise (Live)

Ha the Fates(?) doing Hades’ inner monologue like, yeah bro u screwed yourself.

Uh oh this is probs where Hades comes up with the ultimatum. Wait no don't-

His Kiss the Riot (Live)

Those strings are creepy.

Belladonna? Oh the poisonous flower.

Did he call Orpheus the Jack of Hearts?

That acordian is awesome.

Fuck, I knew it.

He sounds like the guy who does the creepily ominous monologue in Micheal Jackson's Thriller.

Promises (Live)

Oh huh. It’s my theory from the 2nd song but it's Eurydice feeling betrayed that the world isn't always plentiful and not Orpheus?

Those strings are gorgeous!

Oh! A duet!

When the couple actually works out their shit:

“I do” omgggg!

KEEP WALKING. DONT LOOK BACK.

Wait for Me II (Live)

Aww that’s nice. Persephone and Hades are gonna try too!

Oh no not the “wait” like in Hurricane-

Doubt Come In (Live)

Oh noooooo

KEEP GOING. JUST KEEP GOING. SHE’S WITH YOU

OH NOOOO DON’T FALTER

LISTEN TO HER! HOLD ON! KEEP GOING!

... Oh god

Road to Hell II (Live)

NO THERE'S A FUCKING AD

Hermes sounds so sad but resigned. Like, 'Oh well. I knew it would turn out like this, but I'd hoped.' Which like. SAME.

The instruments stripped away so it's only silence and one voice is so good.

I can just imagine Orpheus collapsed shell shocked on stage as Hermes not unkindly pushes him to go on.

That reprise and ending is so fucking good AHHH omg no regrets. Some regrets. Whatever, it was good.

... Time to listen to it again with lyrics :D

And then I'm gonna listen to the Original Broadway Cast Recording!

[abunnsburrow]

I come to you, Ninjago Fandom, to say one thing and one thing only.

...Jay should win the Ninjago Sexyman Tournament.

Jay, canonically, gets so many bitches. This pathetic loser of a man somehow managed to become the host of a TV show just by making the dumbest puns known to mankind.

Jay could probably get any of the ninja(excluding Lloyd) to date him. You have seen how gay he is with all of them, the way he seduces them. The way he manages to somehow lure them in despite being a wet sock in the form of a person.

Jay managed to form the League of Jay, essentially a cult to his name without even trying. There is no doubt in my mind that he has managed to make people question both their sexuality and their gender identity. He does this with no effort on his part, only purely through existing and being a rockstar nerd.

Merely through standing there he attracted the Munce Queen who lives in a culture where only the strongest and best of the Munce gain higher status.

He even managed to get Nya.

Jay, canonically, has the power of a sexyman. He is the most pathetic loser to ever exist and yet he gets all the bitches

...That is all. Have a good day and may the best Sexyman win.