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[scarletdreamers]

Someone recently reblogged this with the tags ''#because queer love is much deeper in my opinion #Flourishing or fleeting it eats the soul whole''

And of course it happens to be that I recently mentioned this in an essay (the essay was about the film Queer, but that doesn't have much to do with it). Here's what I wrote on the depth of queer love and why it feels so much more genuine and real, even if it's unhealthy.

''-As if someone is placing a hand on your windpipe and constantly applying a little pressure. A film that hurts because of its raw authenticity. There is a panicked desperation that lingers throughout the entire movie. Dirt on clothing, shame, addiction. Vulnerability—that’s what did it for me. A male vulnerability that was refreshing yet so uncomfortable at the same time.

Queer introduces something here that you don’t see very often. Guadagnino focuses on their imperfections. Lee lies trembling in bed, crying simply because Eugene drapes his legs over his. He longs for touch and connection, but he is unable to truly achieve it. Lee is a deeply vulnerable and emotional character, and this is reflected in precisely these scenes.

Connection is what makes not only Queer but also many other films with same-sex relationships so compelling. The bond between the protagonists of Queer feels authentic and tender, despite the violence and uncertainty that comes with their relationship. The absence of power dynamics and predefined roles creates a bond that goes beyond mere attraction. When the entire costume of expectations and stereotypes becomes irrelevant, a unique form of understanding emerges. This is what makes the relationship not only between Lee and Eugene, but also between same-sex relationships in general, so powerful.

There is a certain kind of alienation that you must learn to live with when you fall outside the norm because of your sexuality. You are already “different” anyway. You see the world through a different lens. It is a side effect of being “queer.” I think Guadagnino wants to express with this film that being queer doesn’t just mean being attracted to men or women, but possessing an attraction to the unusual and the strange. A complex love for small imperfections in the world that lurk in the dark as taboos. They exist, but you can choose to pretend they don’t. I believe that accepting yourself as queer means not being afraid to seek out those specific things. Consider, for example, how many horror films, psychological thrillers, and arthouse films exhibit aspects of queerness more than other genres do. If you are already breaking certain societal norms within yourself, why wouldn’t you also embrace the rest of the world’s madness?

That form of connection, of acceptance and tolerance, is what it means to be queer, and that is something this film portrayed beautifully for me. Lee and Eugene embark on an expedition into the jungle to find a drug called Yage. A drug with telepathic powers that allows two people to communicate without words. “I want to talk to you, without speaking,” Lee confesses in the first half of the film. He is searching for a deeper connection. The climax involves Lee and Eugene literally crawling under each other’s skin. They completely understand each other and know they cannot save themselves. Their fear of their own identity is too great for that, but still, their bond is life changing, and way deeper than it might have been if the two main characters had been a man and a woman.

That's the beauty of queer love. It automatically contains a certain kind of understanding. Being of the same gender adds onto that, but this is also the case because you accept the other on a different level. Queerness often ties with intellect. With being open to understanding others and being respectful to all, since queer people know how it feels to be perceived as outcasts. Queer love is pure, because there's no ulterior gain to it. A man will never fall in love with another main for the mere sake of having children. A woman will never fall in love with another woman for the sake of living up to societal standards and expectations. Queer love is, hypothetically speaking, pointless. Not useless, but pointless. For that reason it's the purest kind of love there is. For it is love, without expectations, without a blueprint, without rules.

Queer love can only really be love, and nothing more or less than that.''

(thank you @wooliosheep for reblogging and inspiring this post :) )

It's so hilarious to me how in queer media that actually accurately represents queer people (adults) there's always some kind of murder or other unforgivable mistakes involved??? Like, yeah that's my favourite genre, but why is queer cinema always some kind of psychological thriller/horror, especially the old stuff. Give us a minute to BREATHE please. Someone always DIES. I can name so many examples on this I'm actually going to write a paper on it asap, because I just think it's both so funny and interesting but also disturbing.

[heavenlyakin]

Part 9: You're Intertwining Your Soul With Somebody Else

Summary: Your life is forever changed when your most trusted advisor arrives home with an engagement treaty. As Queen of your Kingdom, you knew there would be sacrifices but little did you know how much the cost of these sacrifices would be. What do you do when your mind wants one thing but your heart longs for another?

Characters: Reader (some descriptions apply), Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo, Bella and Ella (oc chambermaids), Sebastian (oc butler), Haku (oc child of Gojo and Reader).

Warnings: mentions of childbirth, struggles connecting with the baby, and feelings of anxiety, guilt, and grief.

Length: 2k

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The sleep you get that night is unlike any you’ve ever experienced. You’re sure it's from the exhaustion from having Haku. You don’t even dream, something that always unsettles you. Suguru is still sleeping by your side when you awake, lying on his side, his arm draped around your abdomen. He looks so peaceful while he sleeps. You’ve never seen him sleep, you realize. 

“Suguru,” you wake him gently, his eyes opening and cheeks grinning as he sees you. 

“My love,” he smiles, and you feel your face warm. He did hear you last night. 

“I’m sorry to wake you, but Bella and Ella will be here any moment to assist me.” You sigh, sitting up and feeling uncomfortable as you do. 

“It would be unfortunate to be caught here,” he sighs, shoving the covers off of him. He stretches briefly, then walks around to your side of the bed. “Shall I return tonight?” 

You nod. 

He smiles then leaves, leaving your lips burning for his. 

As the door shuts to the old passageways, Bella and Ella come through the dressing room, holding a lovely baby blue gown. 

“King Gojo had this fabric picked out just in case you had a boy. We had a pink one ready too, but we can always save that.” Ella chimes in, holding the gown up for you to see. It is gorgeous, matching the King’s eyes. It has white pearls and silver lace around the bodice and down the skirt. 

“I suppose I don’t get to rest today.” You sigh, tossing the covers off you. “At least I do not see a corset,” you grin, those have been gone for months now. 

“I believe it would be considered cruel to put you in a corset after birthing so soon.” Bella helps you out of your nightgown. “Do you need the nurses before we dress you? Do you have any pain?” 

You shrug. “I’ll be fine.” 

Today you must introduce your child to court with your husband. It is tradition here. You assume you will have to make the three-day journey to Satoru’s court soon. It has been postponed many times, neither his council nor yours wanting you to travel in a delicate condition. However, the child is alive and healthy, and no longer in you. You can travel. 

The twins dress you, styling your hair and applying powders and creams to your face to liven your tired look. By the end of the hour, you realize this must be what your mother felt like after having you. Exhausted and dolled up for the pleasure of everyone else. An intense pang of longing hits you in the chest, but you will it away. 

Ella suddenly hugs you from around the chair. “I’m just so happy for you and King Gojo. I hope I can find happiness in the same way you have.” 

The pity you feel is immense. 

“Thank you,” you smile at her through the mirror. “Thank you both for always being so attentive to me. Now, go get ready to meet my son.” 

They hurry off, needing to get ready themselves as you stated. It gives you time to pace around the room a few times to get your legs warmed up for what will be a long event of standing and holding your child. 

A knock at your door startles you. When it opens, you see your husband, wearing attire similarly colored to yours. His overcoat is the same baby blue fabric as your dress, the rest of his outfit white and silver. He has his regalia on, and you realize you need to go select a tiara for the day. 

“Good morning,” he smiles, waltzing over to you and taking your hands. 

When he kisses you, you feel your stomach turn. 

As if you’re doing something wrong. 

“Thank you for the dress. It is very beautiful.” You release his hands and he grins, looking down at you in it. 

“You’ve given me everything I’ve always wanted. This is the least I could do.” He caresses your cheek and you smile. “Where is your crown?” 

“I forgot to tell Bella to get me one. We can select one now if you’d like to help.” You suggest and he nods. 

You lead him to the dressing room, opening the wardrobe where your tiaras are stored. He looks at them all carefully, mostly taking note of the silver ones that will best match your jewelry and dress. He picks up one with tear-drop diamonds that was your mother's. 

“How about this one?” He asks, holding it in front of you. 

You feel your heart flutter. “It was my mother’s. I would love to wear this one today.” You take it from him, walking over to the mirror to put it on carefully. “We better go to the throne room now.” 

He holds his arm out, and you place your hand on him. He guides you out of your room. The castle is alive with noise, everyone running around you and your guards. However, you have not seen your nurses or child. 

“Where is Haku?” You ask Satoru.

“The nurses took him to the throne room already with the guards. I didn’t want everyone flocking to us and him at once.” He tells you and you nod.

The guards part way for you and Satoru to go into the throne room before anyone else. The entire court is outside the doors, watching you closely and chattering. You hear words like “boy,” “girl”, “bet,” and “heir,” as the doors close. 

“It seems there’s a bet going on if we’ve had a boy or girl.” You laugh, as Satoru looks at you. 

“I think they all are just bored,” he shrugs. 

A bassinet is placed beside your throne, white and unrevealing of the gender of your child. You approach it slowly, finding your baby boy asleep solemnly. He’s dressed in simple white clothing, matching his hair. He makes quiet noises as if he’s dreaming. You stroke his white hair, feeling the warmth of him in your palm. He smiles as you touch him, recognizing your touch, you think. You smile, feeling the first connection with him since he left your body. 

“Amazing, isn’t he?” Satoru’s arm wraps around your waist. 

You just smile at Satoru, unsure what to say. He is a baby, not much to note. He is cute if that’s what he’s pointing out. You love the child, you’re sure of it, and know if anything were to happen to him you’d be distraught. However, you’re not sure why Satoru is fawning over him the way he is. 

“Haku —--- Gojo,” Satoru announces his name with both of your last names, picking up the child and cradling him in his arms. “You will be a great King.” 

You laugh, “Let’s get him through infancy before we worry about that.” He places the babe in your arms, and you smile down at the child, feeling warmth flourish in your chest. 

“Guards, open the doors. Let the court come look upon our child.” Satoru commands them and they do. 

Courtiers rush in, stopping just in front of the guards, making a makeshift aisle amongst themselves in the middle of the room. Everyone is giddy with excitement, some bouncing from side to side trying to peak up at the baby in your arms. 

“Thank you for gathering here this morning.” You decide it’s time to start. “The King and I are immensely proud to announce the birth of our son, Haku —--- Gojo.” You look down at him, seeing he’s still asleep despite your loud voice. “If you would like to step forward and greet the child, please do so orderly.” 

“Also, we would appreciate it if no one touches the child. He is newly born and we want to avoid any illnesses. If you believe yourself sick, please do not step forward. There will be other times when you may meet Haku,” Satoru announces and you nod. 

You had not thought of that. It’s smart, considering both you and him have lost your parents to sickness so young. 

The line forms, and you spend most of the morning standing there, only taking breaks when Haku becomes unruly and needs fed and changed. It gives you and Satoru a chance to eat and talk to each other away from the court, while they anxiously wait to meet Haku. 

“I’m becoming quite tired,” you admit to Satoru during the second feeding. It’s nearly noon now, and you’ve been talking and showing your son for nearly three hours. “The rest of the court can meet him at the ball tonight.” 

“Do you wish to retire to your rooms?” Sebastian asks, taking the empty plate of food from you. 

“I do,” you tell him. “Satoru, will you announce the ball?” 

“Of course,” he smiles, squeezing your hand softly. “I’ll come check on you after the courtiers are satisfied with my presence.” 

“Check in with Camilla and Satoru, as well. We need updates on the harvest this year. I’m sure you know what needs to be taken care of when they give you the update.” 

“I do,” he smiles. “Please get some rest.” 

–

Bella and Ella are waiting for you in your rooms, helping you undress and get into your robes. You pass out the moment you hit the bed, ready for another few hours of uninterrupted rest. When you awake, the sun has set and Ella and Bella are playing cards in the corner of your room. 

“You’re up!” Bella says with surprise. 

“How did you rest?” Ella asks. 

“How long have you two been in my rooms?” You ask, propping yourself up on the pillows.

“The nurses asked us to watch over you, just in case you started to bleed again or needed someone quickly. They are with precious Haku now, just across the hall in the nursery.” Bella tells you, laying down a card, making Ella frown. 

“I appreciate your watchfulness, but I don’t think you’d noticed me bleeding out from all the way over there.” You sigh and laugh. 

“Oh, I’ve been checking every half hour,” Ella laughs. “Don’t worry, we won’t let you die on our watch.” 

“Has the King come by?” You ask. 

“He has, three times. Once an hour.” Bella tells you. “Actually, he should-” 

A knock at the door interrupts her. 

“-----,” your name from Satoru’s voice echoes in the room before he enters. 

“I’m awake finally,” you announce and he comes to sit on the bed with you. 

“Ladies, can we have some privacy?” He asks and they nod, running off out of the rooms. 

“Privacy?” You raise an eyebrow at him. “I hope you know there is nothing you’re getting from me after yesterday. Nothing is going in or out of me for several months if I can help it.” 

He laughs, laying down on your pillows. “I just wanted to close my eyes for a moment. I’ve been tending to all the duties you’re excused from while you heal.” 

Satoru does close his blue eyes, looking peaceful as he lays in your bed. You let him lie there for several minutes, until you worry he’s falling asleep. You shake his shoulder. 

“We have to get ready for the ball.” You tell him. 

“I need to talk to you about something first.” He tells you. “I got distracted by your bed. I swear it’s more comfortable than mine.” 

“I swear it’s the same,” you laugh. 

“We need to make a show at my court,” he tells you and you nod, expecting this. “I want to leave after Haku is a month old and strong.” 

“Have you talked to the council?” 

“I have,” he confirms. “Everyone but Suguru agrees with us leaving in a month.” 

You sigh. “You two love to fight in council meetings.” 

“Talk to him, perhaps he will listen to you. He usually does.” Satoru narrows his eyes at you then looks away. 

“I will. Now, let us get ready for our child’s first ball.” 

[crystaljins]

True love’s kiss

Characters: Jungkook x Reader

Word count: 3.6K

Synopsis: It’s all that trouble maker Taehyung’s fault for slipping you a love potion- you’d never fawn over Jimin like that otherwise! Or at least, Jungkook hopes you wouldn’t. 

Ravenclaw!Jungkook x Hufflepuff!reader

Notes: Here we goooooo!! The first part in a multiple drabble requests I received nearly two years ago and am only getting around to posting now! This is part 1 of 5, and the first step in my farewell from this site. I have 5 harry potter drabbles and an eleven part drabble series to follow this one, so we’ll be together for a while yet, but here comes the beginning of the end.

Warnings: Pining, maybe, kissing, slipping someone a love potion, mentions of forcing someone to be in love, and maybe some kissing?

GORGEOUS BANNER BY @joheunsaram​

Masterlist

A lot of things fly through Jungkook’s head when a hand reaches out and yanks him into the Room of Requirement. However, the hand that claps over his mouth prevents him from sharing any of those thoughts. At least it’s probably for the best, since most of them are expletives.

After a moment, the hand lifts from his mouth, allowing him to survey his attackers. 

Unsurprisingly, the one restraining him is none other than the resident troublemaker, Kim Taehyung. If there’s trouble at Hogwarts, it’s almost a guarantee that Taehyung is involved in some way. Jungkook shoves him off, ready to retaliate. He brandishes his wand, a hex on the tip of his tongue, when he registers the presence of another person in the room. 

“Wait!” Jimin cries urgently, stepping into view with his arms outstretched. He doesn’t hold his wand in hand. At least it seems this isn’t some sort of mean prank or any kind of nasty pre-quidditch game sabotage, although Jungkook wouldn’t put it past a Hufflepuff and Gryffindor to team up together. 

Slowly, Jungkook lowers his wand and relief fills Jimin’s expression. 

“What’s going on?” Jungkook asks cautiously, and Jimin sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose like he’s exhausted. 

“We need your help, Jungkook.” Jimin finally admits. He steps in close, and his gaze is pleading. 

“With what?” Jungkook wonders, but his question is answered in the next moment with a loud cry. 

“Jiminnnieee~~~” a voice singsongs, and in the next moment, the third occupant of the room who had largely gone unnoticed up to that point makes themselves known. 

It’s you! Jungkook nearly does a double take, and his wand clatters to the ground in surprise. Really, he should have recognised your voice but it’s hard when you’re using tones that he didn’t even think you were capable of. 

“(Y/N)?” Jungkook splutters, shocked and horrified in the most morbid sense of the term when you launch yourself at Jimin. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down for a gleeful smooch to his cheek. 

Jungkook’s jaw drops. In all his years of being friends with you, he’s never known you to be an affectionate sort of person. The closest you’ve come is the time you awkwardly patted his shoulder when his owl died. His frickin’ pet had died and you couldn’t even muster a hug, and yet here you are, blushing and giggling and attempting a second kiss. Something unpleasant and awkward stirs deep in Jungkook’s chest, but he swallows past the uncomfortable sensation.

“What did you do to her?” Jungkook breathes, because there must be some sort of hex or wizardry involved for your complete personality change. That has to be it, right? You’d never walk into a room and ignore him. It’s the only explanation. 

(He hopes.)

Jimin grimaces, sliding a palm down his face and not even bothering to fight you off as you pepper kisses across the side of his face. 

“Ask him.” Jimin all but growls, jerking a thumb aggressively in Taehyung’s direction. The general anger and lethality of Jimin’s tone is ruined by the way you sigh and drape yourself lovingly across him. 

Jungkook imitates Jimin’s glare, letting it drift around until it zeroes in on Taehyung. He’s shoved his hands deep in the pockets of his robes, looking almost bored as he studiously avoids eye contact with the three other occupants of the room. 

“Taehyung,” Jungkook urges, and the urgency in his tone grows when you nuzzle your face affectionately into the crook of Jimin’s neck. Why doesn’t Jimin fight back? Surely he should be shooting you down or pushing you away considering everyone knows that he’s been desperately in love with Seulgi since third year. “What did you do?”

Taehyung offers a pout, shrugging with a sigh. 

“In my defence,” He laments. “The love potion wasn’t meant for her.”

Jungkook experiences a very odd sensation in that moment. As a Ravenclaw, he’s always strived to be very collected and put-together, and he’s rarely the type to get angry. But now, that all falls to shambles as Jungkook’s vision turns red. 

“LOVE POTION?” Jungkook cries in absolute outrage and horror. It’s so loud and forceful that you monentarily lift your attention from where you had been rubbing your nose affectionately against Jimin’s to squint at him. You quickly resume showering Jimin with unwarranted and unwanted attention, however. “YOU GAVE HER A LOVE POTION?”

Taehyung sighs, idly examining dirt beneath his nails, flicking it away, before fixing you with a disappointed expression.

“Not intentionally.” He complains. “It was for Seulgi! She was supposed to pass it on to Seulgi, but she ate them herself instead. Who does that?”

That gives him pause. You’re quicker than a whip and alarmingly smart for a Hufflepuff. You surely would have picked up that something was wrong with the chocolates, especially if Taehyung were giving them to you. Why did you eat them? Especially if they were for your friend. 

He turns to you where you are gleefully rearranging Jimin’s hair with gentle, affectionate strokes. He suddenly feels a bit nauseous. He swallows past the feeling. It’s fake- that affection and love in your eyes is a potion. The real you would never look at Jimin like that, even if every other girl in Hogwarts does. Right?

“Why?” Is all Jungkook can manage through the unpleasant lump in his throat. “Why did you try and slip Seulgi a love potion?”

Taehyung groans deep in frustration. He’s not typically an annoying guy. Yeah, he has a knack for trouble but for the most part he and Jungkook are good friends. But in that moment Taehyung feels like the most annoying person in the world.

“He wouldn’t stop talking about her! I was just trying to help him along.” Taehyung cries, pointing accusingly at Jimin who now has you in a headlock to hold you in place.

“That’s no excuse to give her a love potion!” Jimin cries, even as he struggles against you. “You know all those feelings are fake! How could you do that to Seulgi?”

“Seulgi? What about (Y/N)!!” Jungkook cries. You perk up a but at the mention of your name. 

“Jungkook!” You cry gleefully, and Jungkook cringes. “You came to meet my new boyfriend!”

You gesture enthusiastically at Jimin, going in for a hug around his middle but he fends you off with a palm pressed against your forehead. 

Taehyung watches the exchange with mild curiosity, his hand pressed thoughtfully against his chin. 

“I mean, I was only trying to help. You’ve had a crush on her for years and refused to make a move. You even have an in- (Y/N) is in Hufflepuff with you and she’s best friends with Seulgi. So I decided to help things along. How was I supposed to know she’d take the potion instead of Seulgi?” He reasons, throwing up his hands in surrender. He squints with mild disgust at you, however. “Seeing what the potion does, however, does make me see what you guys are saying. I can’t believe I nearly inflicted that on Seulgi.” He shakes his head as you give up on your attempts to hug Jimin and revert to staring at him adoringly. 

Jimin sighs in relief at the moment of peace and takes the opportunity to stare pleadingly at Jungkook. 

“Jungkook, you have to know that I had nothing to do with this. I only found out this morning when (Y/N) kissed me-“ he tries to explain. His eyes widen and he quickly aborts the sentence when he realises what he just said. But it’s too late- the damage is done. 

The friendship you and Jungkook hold is a little infamous at times. Though inter-house mingling is encouraged as of late, it’s rare that it actually happens. It’s just difficult to maintain a friendship when there’s so much schedule clash. And the nature of the houses at Hogwarts are based off personality- it’s only natural that students gravitate towards members of their own houses. So the infamy only grows since it’s anyone’s guess as to why you and Jungkook are so close. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff aren’t most people’s first pick for friendship (though it’s not quite at the level of Gryffindor and Slytherin). Still, something between the two of you just clicked, all those years ago, back when he had been a quiet, awkward eleven year old leaving his family for the first time and you had insisted on sharing a carriage with him. 

Calling you just a friend feels wrong though. Not that you aren’t his friend. It’s just... whenever someone asks him who you are to him, he thinks of the times the two of you would practice quidditch together in the evenings so that he could make the team as seeker, or how you always angle yourself against the library window so that your body blocks the direct sunlight because he gets headaches when he gets too hot and you don’t want him to overheat while he studies. Something in his heart aches when he thinks of those things and he finds himself mute in response to that question.

Perhaps that ache is why Jimin’s words do so much damage. He feels so horrified and devastated at the thought of you kissing someone else. He really, genuinely feels like someone has punched him in the gut. Perhaps that’s an emotion he should unpack

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t report the two of you and take (Y/N) straight to Madame Pomfrey’s.” Jungkook questions hotly. There’s a gross, grimy feeling in the back of his throat, particularly when you smile sweetly and rest your head affectionately against Jimin’s shoulder. 

Jimin stiffens, his eyes going wide and panicky. Taehyung, on the other hand, offers a wide, lazy grin. He shuffles forward, sliding a comfortable arm across Jungkook’s shoulders. He guides Jungkook forward until the two of them are a few steps away from you and Jimin. Jungkook watches Taehyung suspiciously and Taehyung leans in close as he offers his two cents. 

“See, Jungkook,” Taehyung begins, almost smug in his delivery. It has Jungkook instantly on his guard. “You could do that. You could report us. Cost Jimin his scholarship to that fancy wizarding university he’s always dreamed of and have the love of his life hate him forever. Possibly get me expelled or suspended. Get (Y/N) cured. But you know. I made the potion in bulk. What’s to stop me slipping her another one? And yeah, it’s just the same deal, take her to Madame Pomfrey’s. But every time I slip her the potion, the chances of this happening increase exponentially.” He explains, planting his hands on Jungkook’s shoulders and spinning him around just in time for a scene straight from his worst nightmares. 

Time seems to slow down- the way you tug Jimin in by the collar. The way your lashes flutter and your lips pout enticingly. The way Jimin doesn’t seem to be fighting it. Your lip are centimetres away from brushing Jimin’s-!!!

Taehyung offers a low whistle. Jungkook blinks in suprise when he realises that he’s standing next to you and Jimin with his hand sandwiched between your lips and Jimin’s. He wasn’t aware he could move this fast.

Jimin blinks, before leaning away from the backof Jungkook’s hand. 

“Thanks.” Jimin says. “It gets tiring fighting her off all the time.”

“It wasn’t for you.” Jungkook mutters as he drops his hand from your mouth. His whole body still pulses with the adrenaline rush of stopping you from kissing Jimin. You blink with a dreamy smile. Why do you have to look so pretty in that moment? 

“What do you want me to do?” Jungkook finally asks in defeat. 

Taehyung grins, smug with victory. 

“Easy. I want you to brew the cure without me or Jimin getting in trouble. Or Seulgi finding out.”

++

A few hours later, the three boys hover anxiously over a bubbling cauldron. Jimin and Taehyung had already taken the liberty of stealing the ingredients for the cure. It’s not a difficult potion, at least by Jungkook’s standards but they act like they’ve never seen a potion in their life. 

Finally, with one last delicate sprinkle of powdered dragonfly wings, the potion shimmers and changes into the deep maroon that the cure is meant to go, complete with the delicate shimmer the textbook describes. 

“You really are something.” Jimin comments from where he is seated cross-legged beside Jungkook. Taehyung is off to the side, patiently explaining to you why it’s good to give Jimin space for a healthy relationship. You merely nod enthusiastically, eager to do anything that would please Jimin. “Jungkook. I really am sorry. I know the two of you...” he trails away awkwardly.

“It wasn’t your fault. It’s not like you were the one to give her the potion.” Jungkook acknowledges begrudgingly. 

“I’d be lying if I said I haven’t been tempted once or twice.” Jimin admits. “But that’s not love. A potion can never imitate the real thing. I hope you know that, Kook. Everything she’s feeling is fake.”

Jungkook stares at where you are now taking notes enthusiastically on Taehyung’s deep reflections about the keys to a successful relationship. He doesn’t know where the quill and parchment came from- the Room of Requirement probably manifested it.

“I know that.” He admits. “I absolutely know that. I’ve read lots about love potions.” He asserts. He squints at Jimin and adjusts his glasses. “I wrote an entire essay on them this year. I know how they work. I know that. I know it really well, but...” he trails away, looking at you, before burying his face in his hands. 

Jimin places an affectionate hand on his shoulder. 

“It’s alright, Kook.” Jimin reassures him. “You like her. Feelings aren’t always rational or reasonable.”

Jungkook is quiet as he ladles an appropriate amount of the potion into a small glass vial. 

“This better work.” He finally says. Jimin smiles and offers his shoulders a reassuring squeeze. 

“It will.” He says, taking the vial from Jungkook’s hands and walking over to you and Taehyung. Your face lights up at the sight of him and Jungkook contemplates throwing the ladle at Taehyung’s head. 

“Jimin!” You cry, scrambling to your feet and going in for a hug. Jimin pushes you back. 

“In a moment. Can you do me a favour (Y/N)?” He asks. You blink at him before nodding eagerly. 

“Anything for you, Jimin.” You say, even adding in a flutter of your eyelashes for good measure. You look like you’re seizuring which just goes to show how much experience you have flirting. Jimin brandishes the vial. 

“Can you drink this for me?” He asks. You take the vial and eye the contents curiously. And then you smile widely and Jungkook doesn’t like the cheeky look in your eyes one bit. 

“I could.” You say coyly. And then you pout. “But only for a kiss!”

Dead silence follows your request. The three boys stare at you incredulously but you merely pucker your lips enthusiastically.

“(Y/N), don’t be silly.” Jimin says quickly. “Just drink this, and-“

“No!” You cry, slapping the vial out of his hand. It shatters where it hits the ground and the potion looks like blood splattered across the floor like that. You fold your arms and pout. “I’m not drinking anything unless you give me a kiss first.” You insist. You stand there expectantly. 

Jimin looks and Jungkook and he can see the reluctance in Jimin’s eyes. Still, it really seems like you’ll only do it if Jimin kisses you. Though his stomach churns, Jungkook offers Jimin a tiny nod. 

Jimin winces, before turning to you. You light up, squeezing your eyes shut. Jungkook closes his eyes tight, not wanting to witness the two of you kissing. 

Only for the strange knock of a spell to hit him in the shoulder. He stumbles forward, out of control. Jimin jumps out of the way just in time for Jungkook to crash into you. 

It’s less of a kiss and more of an awkward clash of teeth. For a second, Jungkook doesn’t know what to do, but then you shift and the two of you are properly kissing. 

Jungkook has had a handful of kisses in his life. There was the awkward, too-much-saliva kiss with Bella Garcia after the Yule Ball in his sixth year and there was the time Mia Grey kissed him after Ravenclaw won the Quidditch game against Slytherin. But he’s never had a kiss like this, where his heart thuds in his chest and his every sense is filled with you. 

It is only Jimin’s awkward cough that stops him. Jungkook pulls away, dazed and a little embarassed. Taehyung doesn’t even bother to hide his wand after hexing Jungkook to fall forward in the first place.

But most surprising is your reaction. You stare at him, bewildered. Your gaze is clearer than it has been all night. 

“Jungkook?” You say. You look around. “What are we doing here? Where are we?”

You take in your surroundings- you gaze glides over Taehyung and Jimin, and oddly, your reaction to him is surprisingly neutral. More like your normal self.

“(Y/N),” Jungkook says, and his voice is quite even considering his heart has gone on strike for at least a few minutes. That’s the only explanation. 

You peer curiously at Jungkook, his red cheeks, the bewildered look in his eyes. 

“Jungkook?” You question gently. “Did something happen?”

Jungkook is just about to explain everything when he’s rather roughly shoved out of the way by an eager and curious Taehyung. 

“Never mind him. What about Jimin?” Taehyung questions, gesturing to where Jimin is now combing through the abandoned textbook. You blink. 

“What about Jimin?” You ask. Then your expression darkens. “The last thing I remember is taste-testing that chocolate... Kim Taehyung... what did you do?”

For a Hufflepuff you can be surprisingly menacing. Kim Taehyung gulps nervously, before shrugging. 

“It wasn’t even meant for you! Really you’re the fool if you took those chocolate when you knew they’d been spiked.” He reasons. You step forward, pulling you wand out of your sleeve to point at him. 

“Don’t try and distract me! Did you try and slip Seulgi a love potion or not?” You demand. Jungkook’s eyes widen. 

“Wait, you knew?” Jungkook cuts in. You turn in surprise. “You knew it was spiked with love potion and still took it?!”

Now it’s your turn to look flustered. You drop your wand, much to Taehyung’s relief, and rub awkwardly at the back of your neck. 

“I did.” You sheepishly admit. Jungkook stares at you in horror. “I thought I was immune and I’d know it by taste because it smelled like fabric softener!” You hastily reassure him. “It wasn’t cause I liked Jimin or anything! I just read somewhere once that people who are already in love are immune to love potio-“ you trail away when you realise what you have said. Deathly silence follows your words, broken only by Jimin. 

“”A kiss from the object of the affected person’s love is also sufficient to break the spell, should the reversal ingredients not be available or the situation have to be reversed rapidly.”” Jimin reads. Your eyes nearly pop out of your head as the three occupants of the room piece together the meaning of that particular excerpt. Because the potions effects had clearly worn off... after Jungkook had kissed you... and you had just admitted to being in love with someone. 

You’re out the door in a fast sprint before Jungkook can offer a noise of protest. 

Of course, after a quick shared glance with Jimin and Taehyung, he follows after you. 

“You knew, didn’t you.” Jimin comments, watching the door slam shut behind Jungkook. “That’s why you pushed him into her.” 

Taehyung grins, slinging an arm fondly over his friends shoulders. 

“Now, why would you think that?” He asks coyly, and Jimin sighs. 

“I’d subtract 5 points from Gryffindor for this mess, but maybe it should be from Slytherin.” He remarks. He shoots Taehyung a dirty look. “You’re remarkably reptilian.”

[thesunmeltedthegrayaway]

His Lucky Charm: Johnny Cade x Reader

I used female pronouns for this, if you would like me to write a gender-neutral or male pronoun version of this fic then I will!

This is a request! If you would like to make a request take a look at (this post) for all of the characters I am currently writing for.

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The request is...

"And he could feel her magic working Keeping him from harm Away to someplace mystical and warm His lucky charm."

Pantyhose by TV Girl

~~~ I was positive that people around us thought we were together. I couldn't blame them, we were very close to one another. Smiles that no one else could bring out of us would bloom to life when we saw each other. Lingering gazes, brushing touches, hand-holding, and not to mention the number of times we had fallen asleep together on the Curtis's couch. It was all a normality to us, it was nothing more than a sign of the closeness of our friendship. That's all it was, a friendship. Nothing more, nothing less.

But my brain would soon work against me. It of course had to take those affectionate gestures we showed to one another and make it into something else entirely. Soon enough I began to notice how much longer I took to get ready, how I always seemed to want to look my best whenever he was around. How hugs from him that felt simple to me before now made me want them to last forever. How much deeper his struggles felt to me, and how I would do everything in my power to make him smile again.

It confused me, how I could think of him as nothing more than a friend one day. But then slowly begin to feel adoration and love for him the following days. It was terrifying feeling something so intense for someone who didn't feel the same way. It was terrifying knowing that the intense emotions that coursed through me could very well destroy one of the best friendships I had ever had. It made everyone encounter him that much more difficult to hold those feelings back.

But, I would do anything I could for him. If all he wanted me to be was a close friend, then that's what I would be.

~~~

We sat on the roof of my parent's house, the orange sky slowly faded into a deep, dark blue. The night wind was surprisingly warm but it felt comfortable. Johnny was surprisingly quiet, well, surprisingly quiet for him. I could tell something was bothering him, it could be a lot of things really. But my guess was on the fact that Dallas was stuck in the cooler again. I didn't want to push him to talk about anything he didn't want to. But, my curiosity overrides my self-control.

"You okay over there?" I question softly, he jumped slightly at the sound of my voice.

He must've been stuck in his own thoughts.

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine Y/N." He replied, his voice wavered slightly as he spoke.

"Johnny," I say softly as I scooted closer to him, draping an arm around his shoulder. "You know you can tell me anything that's on your mind."

He still didn't answer me, the look on his face seemed troubled.

"I mean you don't have to if you don't want to," I add quickly. "I didn't mean to upset you."

He sighed, his face slightly losing its troubled features. "No, you didn't upset me. It's just-" He paused, hesitating to finish his sentence.

"Yeah?" I asked gently.

"You know Dal's girl, Slyvia?"

I cringed at the mention of her name, I hadn't known her long. But the second Dallas introduced her to all of us. I immediately got a bad feeling about her.

"Yeah," I reply bitterly without meaning to.

"Well, ever since Dal got locked up in the cooler again she's been... talkin' me up," He admitted uncomfortably.

I tense as soon as the sentence left his lips. "What?" I hissed out.

Jealousy coursed through me making my blood feel as though it was on fire. My jaw clenched as I tried to hold back the color curses that threatened to release themselves.

"I feel terrible," Johnny muttered sadly making my anger melt away into confusion.

"Why do you feel bad?" I question genuinely. He didn't answer me, he merely turned his head away in embarrassment.

"Y-you really don't think that her hitting on you is your fault do you?"

He nodded his head sullenly before replying. "She's one of my best friends girls and she's hitting on me."

"Johnny, if you have told her to leave you alone then you are not at fault here. She's just being a pushy asshole who can't take a hint or just rejection period."

"I don't know, I could've tried harder to ignore her or-"

"I am positive if Dallas heard what was going on he'd be agreeing with me here, okay?" I interjected without hesitation.

He turned his head to look at me, his dark eyes had a hopeful glisten in them due to the moonlight. "Really? Are you sure?"

"Of course," Johnny leaned his head on my shoulder after my reply. The tension in his body lessened by the second.

"Thanks, Y/N... you always know the right things to say."

I breathed out a laugh before replying. "It takes a lot of practice."

I heard Johnny laugh himself before sighing. "I love you Y/N/N, you're the best."

A bittersweet feeling rang through me because I knew that "love you" was strictly platonic. And that was all it ever would be.

"Love you too Johnnycake."

~~~

Slyvia was bold, I'll give her that. I wouldn't dare flirt with my boyfriend's best friend while his other friends were a witness to it. If I didn't like her before, I officially hated her guts not. I could feel my fingernails dig into the palms of my hands as I walked. My blood felt hot again in envy and anger. I could see how uncomfortable Johnny was with Slyvia's advancement but she wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Knock it off Slyvia," Johnny muttered uncomfortably.

"Aww, you're so cute when you get flustered." She replied in a sickly sweet tone, completely ignoring Johnny's reservations.

Steve, Soda, and Ponyboy were walking beside me, all three of them livid at the situation that was unfolding in front of us. Soda looked disgusted, Ponyboy looked on in disbelief, while Steve looked as though he wanted to rip her head off. I on the other hand felt a combination of all of their reactions.

"Slyvia-" Johnny spoke up.

She interrupted his sentence by leaning on him. A seductive giggle fell from her full lips. At that moment, Steve snapped, his face skewed scarily in anger.

She seemed taken aback at his "sudden" hostility and let Johnny go. Johnny stood frozen in his place not sure what to do.

"Look, you're already fucking around with one of my buddies. But if you try to pull any of your dirty tricks on another one," He paused looking over Sylvia's shoulder at me.

"I know a girl who personally wants to be the tar out of you." He spat out finishing his sentence. Sylvia spun around on her heels to follow Steve's gaze. She scoffed as soon as her sights landed on me, only making my anger intensify.

She began to laugh as her sentence split out of her lips. "Sh-she's going to beat the tar out of me? Maybe in her dreams, she wouldn't dare try to put her hands on me now."

"Wanna bet?" I spoke up tensely. Ponyboy, Soda, and Johnny looked at Steve and me with apprehensive expressions.

Slyvia stepped closer to me, staring me up in down judgementally. "Yeah, I do." She said bravely, no trace of fear could be seen in her.

"Why are you so mad at me? Are you jealous? Are you insecure?" She questioned mockingly, her lips pouted playfully. "Why should you care if I'm flirting with Johnny?"

My teeth bit harshly on my tongue as she patronized me. It hurt to admit that she was right in her guesses.

"You're clearly making him uncomfortable jackass. He is your BOYFRIEND'S best friend after all." I spoke up being sure to emphasize boyfriend.

"Sure, that's totally the only reason." She replied skeptically. "It's not because your heart flutters whenever you're around him. Or that he makes you feel a love you've never experienced before." She spat out viciously.

"Shut up." I tried to say strongly, but it came out as a broken mutter.

"Did I strike a nerve? I am a right?"

The walls that I had built up completely crumbled. Any words that I tried to formulate became broken stutters and nervous laughs. I couldn't try to recover from this. He had to know now that Sylvia's assumptions about me were correct. As I turned my head to look over at Johnny his face was stunned. Soda and Ponyboy looked over at me sympathetically.

"Uh... I-I..." I could feel tears of humiliation well up in my eyes as I look at every one. Before I could embarrass myself even further I ran off.

"Y/N! Wait a second!" I heard Johnny yell out from behind me.

I didn't dare look back though, I couldn't bear the thought of seeing him right now.

I had been humiliated enough for one day.

~~~

I huffed out breaths unceremoniously as I reached my house. I sat down hunching over as I tried to catch my breath. I was screwed I could just tell. The look on Johnny's face I saw before I left told me everything I needed to know. The worst thing about everything was the fact that I wasn't even the one to tell him how I felt. It had to come out of someone else's vile lips.

The hot sun burned down on me as I tried to recover from the events that just happened moments ago. I felt so nervous it felt as though my fingers and toes went numb. My hands shook as I tried to calm myself down. The wavering of my hands didn't falter when the sound of gravel crunching underneath someone's shoes grew closer. I knew who it was, and for once Johnny was the last person I wanted to see.

Johnny's labored breaths grew louder as a shadow suddenly loomed over me. "I'm glad I checked here first," Johnny said breathlessly, a broken chuckle followed his sentence.

I didn't reply to him, I kept my head down staring at my shaking hands. I heard a sigh before Johnny's shadow lowered. He knelt in front of me, taking my trembling hands.

"I'm sorry," I spoke brokenly. "I know I made you really uncomfortable... I didn't want you to know about this."

"Y/N," He replied making me look up at him. "I'm pretty clueless when it comes to stuff like this I have to admit. But, I know one thing, I really like you too." He spoke with a confidence I had never heard out of him before.

"You don't have to say anything to make me feel better," I utter not really believing the words that were leaving his mouth.

"I'm not, I swear I'm not." He replied quickly wanting to reassure me. "You've always been there for me, and the amount of love I feel for you is overwhelming sometimes. He admits bashfully.

I sniffled slightly before replying. "Wow... Sylvia's finally useful something huh?" I joked making him laugh.

"Yeah for once." He replied bluntly taking me aback. He brushed a stray tear that was still on my face softly. Before I knew it, we were leaning toward one another. It was as though an invisible force was controlling our movements. Before our lips intertwined with one another, I noticed now more than ever the nuances I had fallen in love with. The slight dimples that showed themselves whenever he smiled wide enough, the tiny freckles that splayed on his nose, and of course, that hopeful and happy gleam he would get in his eyes.

Then, a soft pair of lips embraced mine. The kiss was light yet breathtaking all at the same time. I could feel my cheeks heat up, my arms wrapped themselves around the back of his neck. Goosebumps developed as soon as I felt Johnny's hands rest themselves on my hips.

We pulled apart and began to smile shyly at one another. We then just melted into a hug, the relief I felt as I relished in the embrace we were. It made me close my eyes in comfort.

I should've told him how I felt a lot... sooner.

~~~

A/N: After I found out that Slyvia was flirting with Johnny while Dallas was in jail. This idea popped into my head for this request lol. Hope it worked!

Also, genuine question... are there any pictures of Johnny looking happy? Every time I go to write a Johnny fanfic that doesn't have some sort of angst in it all I find are pictures of him either sad, terrified, or a combination of both lol. It took me half an hour to find that picture of him I put in the collage.

[casuallivi]

Seeing Azriel being painted as this manic fucked up character during some actions, then painted as this redeemable-phyco-freak who just need the right girl on the next breath is exhausting.

This is not about ships, fuck ships!

This is about Az.

The guy has been a respectable male character from day one around girls, then he was painted as this obsessive freak who sniffed after Mor all the time, when in reality he took 400 years to go clubbing with her and she spent most of her time draped over Cass while Az was in his usual corners half veiled in shadows.

Mor, who knew about his crush, has a 500+ friendship with him, fought beside him, resides in the same houses as him, is the same Mor who cried for him not to join in battle during acowar when his wings were a mess because she didn't want him to fucking die (even when the odds of all them dying were astronomical). But because she recoiled from his touch during the Eris deal, suddenly all this is erased. Mor was hurt from Rhys and Azriel making an alliance with Eris and not telling her, hurt from them colluding with the male involved in such a dark part of her past, a guy who knows a secret of hers.

After meeting Feyre, he remained his quiet self but never treated her with nothing short of respect, participated in her training and later on he was teaching her how to fly, gently asking to touch her wing to make sure they had the correct structure to support her during flight. The same Azriel (along with the IC) took care of her sister while she was infiltrated in Spring, the same Azriel who helped to rescue her and Lucy! when they escaped, who Feyre trusted enough to trust in his abilities to judge character, to avail Lucien, see if he could be trusted.

And talking about Feyre's sisters

Azriel surely didn't treat them bad if Elain, who wouldn't react to anyone, reacted to him, and Nesta, who snarled at everyone, never snapped at him.

With Elain, Azriel is always showed being patient and a friendly companion, enough to have her trusting him to fly down to the town house for the first time. So much, that Nesta who was very protective of Elain never snarled when they were together. I could go in heavy detail on this topic, but i won't, because fuck ships

With Nesta, Azriel is never showed antagonizing her. He understand she is dealing with harsh things in the best of her capabilities, being there when she recruited more priestess, swiftly adapting to the role of trainer, letting her know that he would not be mean to her, but would not allow her to be mean either. Azriel gift her a present, for Christ sake. A Nesta-like gift, not something generic you can get anyone, but something for her readings, which she loved.

and let's talk about the priestess for a sec. The females who are sheltered in the library because they were wronged by males and now they want nothing to do with them. Azriel started to train some of this females, and not once he made them uncomfortable! He's respectful and train them to the best of his abilities, respecting their limitation, encouraging them to best themselves. At some point this females are comfortable enough to sigh when he passes.

Sigh.

That's not something you do around possessive assholes who trigger your running instincts.

So yeah, saying he's exhibiting Tamlin behavior is a stretch that irks me.

This is a story with males who had been alive for centuries, were abused as children, were groomed as weapons during adolescence, used as said weapons during a big part of their adult years, saw their mothers being treated as shit and even killed in horrible manors, lost friends, families, lovers, so yeah, excuse them if they don't act like the perfect prince charming who see the world through pink glasses.

Shit is real, and shit happens.

Romantic love is not the only love that exists! And Azriel being worried about his loved ones doesn't make him a shit person, it makes him a loyal character!

[trash-gobby]

R.J. MacReady - NSFW Alphabet

Summary: Basically just some MacReady NSFW alphabet stuff.

Pairing(s): R.J. MacReady X GN!Reader

Characters: R.J. MacReady, Reader

RATING: R

⚠️This is an 18+ post because of the NSFW!!! That means I DON’T encourage anyone who interacts with NSFW content who is underage. I’ve talked to other people who’ve been long time content creators and users of this website and I’ve come to the conclusion that I am not your parent and can’t control what content you consume.  Just consume responsibly, and know your limits. And If your a minor please DNI

Detailed warnings under the cut

Warning(s)!: Sexual content, toys, edge play mentioned.

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

✨ MacReady likes to play off being pretty macho in his everyday interactions, but after sex he's actually really soft.

✨ He's gonna want to help with whatever cleanup is needed and then cuddle with you, enjoying your company or talk softly with you about future plans.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

✨ MacReady's favourite body part of his has to be his face, specifically his jawline. He loves the way you trail your fingers over the sharp prominent line of his jaw, admiring it. Kissing it gently.

✨ The body part he enjoys most of yours has to be your ass. He's a big ass man (no surprises here). He loves being able to admire it, especially when he's taking you from behind. If you'd let him he's also down to spank you until your skin turns red.

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

✨ Likes coming inside you, but isn't against being able to come on your back or ass (as stated his is a big fan). Just loves being able to see how much you can make him come and likes to see that sometimes displayed on your body.

✨ Also can't resist the look on your face when is able to make you come. Especially when he's inside of you. Knowing that's hitting all the right spots to send you over the edge is enough to really bring him close to coming himself.

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

✨ Actually would be super down for a threesome with another person (gender doesn't matter), but is a little shy to bring it up to you. Not really a dirty secret, but something he generally keeps to himself.

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

✨ MacReady has been around the block more then once. He knows what he likes and is pretty comfortable sharing that with anyone he's going to sleep with.

✨ He won't push a partner to do things they might be uncomfortable with if they're less experienced, but does have more of a preference for people with experience.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

✨ Really big fan of cowgirl and reverse cowgirl. Likes watching you take control and lose yourself in pleasure. Also gives him a good view of your ass (lol).

✨ Also really into doggy style, a classic. Allowing him to take a bit of control and set the pace to both your liking is something which he loves.

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

✨ MacReady isn't completely serious in the bedroom, but nor is he a complete goof.

✨ He will bring a bit of humor because it can sometimes make awkward experiences less awkward.

✨ Although he loves to be pretty passionate in the bedroom with someone he's close with, so that requires a lot more seriousness in his opinion.

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

✨ MacReady is a very hairy dude, like very hairy. He does bathe and take care of his hygiene but doesn't really care about hair and won't judge another partner for having a lot of body hair themselves.

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

✨ Can get really intimate if the mood is right, but usually reserves the really romantic intimacy to after having sex or before.

✨ If he's in the right mood he won't be opposed to holding you close or kissing you romantically while making love to you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

✨ When your not around or he's travelling for work he will masterbate. Usually he'll bring something that reminds him of you. This could be a lude picture of you.

✨ Generally though, if your around he'll be more likely to ask you to just have sex or initiate having sex instead.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

✨ Edge play is something which MacReady is a really big fan of. Likes it when he can keep you on the edge and then deny you your release.

✨ Also loves when you do the same for him until he loses control and really has to give it back to you

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

✨ Kinda vanilla about locations. Prefers it to be in the bedroom or in your shared home.

✨ Is actually pretty partial to counter sex. Nothing is more hot to him then bending you over the counter and taking you from behind.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

✨ Wearing revealing clothing, especially something which shows off thigh and legs can really get him going.

✨ Touching him intimately or running your fingers through his hair can also get him in the mood. Especially if you lean down and whisper what you want him to do to you in his ear.

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

✨ Doesn't like the idea of being tied up or restrained in any way. That just takes to much of his ability to have self control away, which can make MacReady uncomfortable.

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

✨ Really loves going down on you, and being able to keep you on the edge of orgasm for as long as possible.

✨ MacReady also loves being able to find out new ways he can use his mouth and tongue to unwind you completely.

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

✨ Likes having a medium to faster pace, and can be a bit rough.

✨ If your really into moving slower he will do that, but his personal preference is a bit more aggressive.

✨ Sometimes can leave you with bruise marks in your skin from how hard he'll grip you, and will feel a bit guilty about it afterwards.

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

✨ Really likes quickies when you don't have the time for a longer session.

✨ Is more partial to being able to have a full session and taking time to have sex even if his pace is more faster and rough.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

✨ He's moderately okay with taking risks and trying something new.

✨ Won't cross boundaries where he might be concerned that you could get hurt or him.

✨ As stated won't really do anything where it restricts his ability to move, but might be talked into handcuffs if your really convincing.

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

✨ Can go for probably an 44 minutes to an hour. A bit on the longer side, but if you're getting tired he's pretty partial to making those sessions a little less long.

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

✨ Is pretty open to using toys in the bedroom. Didn't really have any of his own until he met you, but is pretty intrigued.

✨ Likes using things which can stimulate you during sex. This can be something like different kinds of vibrators, anal toys like beads or plugs (if that's something you're comfortable with).

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

✨ Can be a veeery big tease. Likes being able to drive you a bit crazy in the bedroom when he's in control.

✨ Usually during foreplay is when he can be the biggest tease, but when it gets down to business he can be pretty fair if he's not going to edge you to hell and back

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

✨ MacReady can be pretty vocal with grunts and some moans.

✨ However, he really enjoys when you are vocal, and will become more vocal, sometimes with dirty talk the more he thinks he's pleasing you.

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

✨ Actually has some interest in anal if that's something you're comfortable with.

✨ Probably would be something he could get pretty into if your super down with it.

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

✨ About average size for a man, about five and a half inches.

✨ Decently thick though and uncut.

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

✨ Moderate sex drive, but can become more active depending on how much his partner is interested in having sex.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

✨ Depending on how long the session is, MacReady can pass out pretty quick, especially after helping with cleanup and lying there in your arms.

✨ Generally he prefers staying up for a bit and just being in your presence, talking or enjoying each others company until he falls asleep with you.

[smellslikemultifandomimagines]

NSFW alphabet for Liam dunbar

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pairing: liam dunbar (18+) x fem!reader

warnings: smut → nsfw alphabet

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

liam would so fucking use his healing powers on you!!

he'd hate to see you in pain, so when both of you catch your breaths, he'd hold your hand in his and heal you

you'd always reassure that you didn't need him to do it. But sometimes when you look down and watch the blackness in his veins soaking up your pain and uncomfortableness, you're thankful that he did it

liam would be the type to go for walks with you (if you're feeling up for it)

sometimes the fresh air can calm you down, especially after powerful and strong orgasms

he'd make you food!! thoug don't expect much

im speaking stuff like toast, microwave meals lmao

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

ass

lmao liam is such an ass guy ahaha

he'd love spanking your ass, kneading it or just holding your ass while he fucks you

bonus points for when you ride him!!

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

liam would make it his mission to make you cum

he knows that sex doesn't always have to end in cumming, but my god, he would do all the tricks in the book to have you cumming for him

it's something about the pride he feels to have you cum for him and from all the things he's doing to you

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

seeing you in his clothes would make him 🥵

like you just in his shirt and nothing else

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

not much at all lmao

the only other person he's slept with before you was hayden, but even then, that was one time

so both of you would be experimenting with each other, trying to find what you both like and don't like

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

would love the spooning position lmao - especially for cock warming lmao

missionary too

having you bent over the couch or the kitchen bench would be such a turn on for him too oh my-

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

ahh yes omg! like have you met him?

liam's a little puppy and being able to still make you laugh in such an intimate moment would be something that he loves

i think he'd be more serious if kinks are involved bc his main priority is you and making sure that you're safe and not in pain

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

i'd like to think he'd make an effort, but i feel like he'd forget sometimes??

or be too proud that he can grow hair ya know lol

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

super soft and cute!!

Liam would have a thing for holding hands while you guys fucked

and like i said before, his number 1 priority is you and making sure that you're getting all the pleasure you deserve

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

liam would masturbate occasionally, but not always

would usually be when he can't be with you - whether he's at college or if you're at work

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise

mommy

knife / claw kink lmao

would be a switch - like would love being a cute little subby boy for you lol

would be both a brat and a brat tamer

would also love experimenting with toys

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his college dorm room

his bedroom - his parents are at work a lot, so you'd get the house to yourself for most of the day

shower and/or bath

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

SEEING YOU IN HIS JERSEY (both his high school and college)

obviously when you tease him

would secretly love when you're a brat

when you take care of him - especially during the full moon and you're just cuddling him, praising and stroking his hair

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

nothing too harsh in terms of kinks (eg. heavy bdsm)

anything that generally weirds him out (not kink shaming, just saying)

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

would be such a receiver though omg

like he's a giver, don't get me wrong

but there's something about the way your lips wrap around him, mouth sucking him so good

but when he eats you out, he'll do it as if he hasn't eaten in days lol

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

depends lmao

he can be both though - like fast and rough but would periodically slow down to hold your hands and kiss you all over until you're begging him to pound you again

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

lmao yes, especially before a Pack meeting

OMG OMGOMGOM

can you imagine being locked in a small closet with him bc you're hiding from a monster and he gets a fucking boner hahahah

if course you wouldn't fuck while trying to hide but it would just be so funny

and you'd tease him by shifting around and in the process would rub your ass against his crotch

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

experimenting is a must for liam

being still new to the sex world, he'd like to figure out what he likes and doesn't like (as do you of course)

as for taking risks???? i'd say no

unless it's something that you really want to try, but other than that, not really.

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

honestly i think it depends

like if it's been a long week (especially the week of the full moon), maybe 1 round??

but sometimes can go for muliple rounds

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

would experiment with vibrators and light bondage but i can't see anything else beyond that tbh

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

hahah yes would 100% love teasing you

like i said before, he'd be a brat / brat tamer

while he's the brat tamer, he'd punish you by teasing you

this can be done through edging / orgasm denial, overstimulation, fucking you until you're have to tell him to stop bc it's too much

when using a vibrator, he'd love to hold it just above your folds but close enough for you to feel it

he'd have you whining, rolling your hips towards the toy to get it to make contact with your clit - literally anything to make him pleasure you with it lol

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

liam would be one whiney bitch omg

he's be more of moans than grunts - grunting would be if he was punishing you by pounding into you

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

would be a sucker for dirty talk oh my god

to hear you praise him, or have him praise you

say how good you feel around him

or to even tease you in public by saying all the things he'd love to do to you

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

muscley (obviously)

i think he'd be about average in cock size lol

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

that bby boy is a horny puppy i swear

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

pretty quickly tbh

poor bby would be so worn out lol

but i mean that would be after the aftercare lmao

like liam would never be the type to fuck then roll over and go to sleep ahah

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[dootdootwriting]

CUDDLING with various genshin dudes

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wanted to try something that’s not a request so have this that i figured this blog is kind of incomplete without ehe,, also i added albedo in this one as a test, lemme know if i wrote him okay!

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Format: drabbles Characters: Zhongli, Kazuha, Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Thoma, Xiao, Albedo Pronouns used: none Type: FLUFF (if i could allcaps things already in allcaps i would do it for this) Warnings: none

ZHONGLI adores physical affection, as long as the two of you are alone. His cuddles are all-encompassing and warm, reassuring you that everything is all right and that he’s here, even if it hasn’t been a particularly rough day. Oftentimes he’ll read to you, and oftentimes you’ll fall asleep on his chest to the sound of his voice recounting old events. He’ll fall asleep soon after you, arms wrapped loosely around you, savoring these moments that are gone far too soon; he wants to burn moments like these into his memory for as long as he can. You feel safe in his arms, and loved, and he feels the same, and it’s more than either of you could have asked for.

KAZUHA’s cuddles depend on the kind of mood he’s in. Sometimes he’ll run his fingers through your hair, sometimes he’ll ask you to do the same for him. Sometimes he’ll lay next to you and recite a poem he’s written that reminds him of you: something to do with the leaves falling in autumn and the wind on his skin and the sunset painting the clouds with deep pinks and oranges. Kazuha likes to be close to you; it’s a wonder you’re with him, he thinks, and he’s so grateful for it. His cuddles are also often mixed with small laughs and soft smiles. He’ll tousle your hair and poke your cheek, small actions that show his love through every touch.

DILUC gets drunk on cuddles. It’s ironic considering how much he hates alcohol, but he does: he buries himself in you and breathes you in and never wants to let go. When he’s holding you, he’s all you can perceive: his hair gripped in your hands, his arms wrapped around your torso, the faint smell of wine still lingering on his clothes despite how much he tries to wash it out. His hugs are warm and safe, and they help the both of you recharge before you have to face the world outside again. For a moment, you can indulge yourselves - for a moment you two are the only people in the world, and all your troubles exist only in a realm far away.

KAEYA gives excellent cuddles. He’ll position himself in a way he knows is comfortable for both of you, and every so often he’ll shift around to give you a kiss: on your head, your cheek, or your hand, depending on the day. This is a time to unwind, to talk about your days, to exchange stories, to vent if it was particularly rough this afternoon. The whole time, he’ll be doing something with his hands - running them through your hair, rubbing circles on your back, or tapping an indiscernible beat on whatever you’re lounging on. Kaeya teases you for loving his cuddles so much, but both of you know he lives for them just as much as you do, if not more.

CHILDE love cuddles. He’ll take any he can get, really, but the ones in the morning when you’ve just woken up are his favorite. He knows he has work to do, knows he has to go eventually, but you’re wrapped around him in what can only be described as a human knot: feet over feet and arms over arms and torso. You’ve gotten there somehow while you two slept, and seeing you so close to him, and so calm, is too much to pass up. He whispers an “I love you” as quiet as he can muster, shifts you slightly so you’re not quite as uncomfortable, and allows himself to fall back asleep. After all, what’s fifteen more minutes?

THOMA will pester you about giving him cuddles. If he hasn’t been given his allotted daily affection, he’ll poke at you, sigh dramatically, and drape himself over you until you laugh at him and give in. His main goal, however, isn’t the cuddles themselves (though he loves those too), it’s to see you happy, to see you laugh, to see you at peace, finally. And once you give him and let him hold you against him, Thoma is the best cuddler. He’s warm, perfect for rainy days when the water pelts against the windows, and he’s wrapped his arms around you just tight enough to make you feel safe, and he smells like home.

XIAO never really got any physical affection from anyone before you, so he’s a little apprehensive at first. Once he gets past this, however, he can’t get enough - every day at some given moment you’ll feel the wind rustle your clothes and Xiao will appear beside you, touch you gently to get your attention, and ask for cuddles, which is funny when he’s still trying to uphold his reputation. He’s very polite and a little bit shy, a far cry from his normal self, but it’s adorable, and you appreciate the effort he’s gone to, so you agree. Xiao isn’t the best at cuddling just yet; his limbs will occasionally get in the way, but it’s quality time spent together and that’s more than enough.

ALBEDO doesn’t really understand the purpose of cuddles until you introduce him to them. He’s held you before, kissed you, hugged you - what’s the point of just staying near each other for extended periods of time? He might end up cramping or in an uncomfortable position. But once he experiences it firsthand, he understands. This isn’t something he can jot down quickly for later. Albedo basks in being held, in loving and being loved in return, even for all his flaws. For the first time, perhaps, Albedo thinks this bond between people exceeds the laws of science, thinks this connection from his chalk heart to your live, beating one, is more valuable than any knowledge he could find.

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THIS TOOK SO LONG but i’m So happy with it ;x; please don’t let it flop ahaha ha,,

[larkfeldmans]

harry gardner nsfw alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

harry is very caring after sex. he’ll usually get you a glass of water after and a towel to clean yourself up.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

his favorite body part of yours is your ass. he can’t get enough of it. throughout the day, if not working, he’ll slap your ass.

your favorite is his eyes and how blue they are.

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

harry loves coming on your tits and back. but if you let him, he loves coming in your mouth.

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

he really likes it when you ride his thigh. especially while he’s working. it gets him off.

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

i feel like harry is pretty experienced. he’s gotten around and is very good at many things in the bedroom.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

harry LOVES when you ride him. he likes when you face him though, so he can grab onto your tits and watch as you moan in pleasure.

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

it depends on his mood. he can make love when he has the time to, but can also fuck you like the world is about to end.

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

he trims. it’s never bothered him, or you, and that’s all that matters.

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

harry is very romantic. if you want rose petals leading to the bed, red wine, and hot bubble baths, you’ve come to the right person. that is, if he wants to be romantic that day.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

before you met harry, that was one of the only ways he could gain inspiration and calm himself down. he doesn’t masturbate as much anymore. if he does, he thinks of you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

he’s a kinky bastard for sure. thigh riding, choking, blood, degradation, praise being just some of the many.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

risky places. the kitchen counter with the blinds open, the stairs of the house, any elevator he can get his hands on, he loves it when you suck him off under his desk while he’s writing. also, the shower is one of his favorite places.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

just being around you turns him on. the love and passion of your relationship fuels him so much, you’re like his own personal viagra.

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

anything you’re uncomfortable with. he won’t make you feel bad about it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

like any man, harry loves a good blowjob. especially while he’s working. he loves the feeling of it. just because he likes receiving doesn’t mean he won’t give though. when he does give head, it’s fucking amazing. the best sensation you’ve ever felt.

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

if he’s stressed, fast sex gets him calmed down. if you’re stressed, he’ll make it romantic for you. it all depends on the situation.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):

if you’re down for it, harry enjoys quickies. it allows him to get back to his work in time.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.):

harry gets OFF on risk. the possibility of getting caught is so exhilarating to him.

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

he can usually last 2 or 3 rounds until he’s completely knocked out.

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

he loves using vibrators on you. watching you squirm around in pleasure makes him go crazy. he’s also a cock ring kinda guy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

harry IS a teaser. he loves seeing you go crazy from wanting him so badly.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):

he’s not super loud, but will grunt and moan for you in your ear.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):

harry gets off on eating you out. the fact that you’re getting pleasured, makes him so horny.

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

a bit over average and slightly girthy. about 6 inches, but he knows how to use it.

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

super high! especially if he’s been writing for hours.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

like a gentleman, harry makes sure you fall asleep before him. he’ll wrap his arms around your stomach and stay with you the whole night.

[nuestraluzdelaluna]

can u pls do a nsfw alphabet with christian pulisic??

Christian pulisic nsfw alphabet:

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

He’s always sweet with you, even if he is exhausted he will always make sure you are fine. Bringing you a glass of water and caressing your body, looking for any place you might be hurt before he pulls you into his chest, stroking your hair as the both of you drift off to sleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of yours are your hands, he loves holding them. Squeezing them whenever he feels uncomfortable in public or pressing little kisses to your knuckles. He especially loves to see your hands wrapped around his length, as you stroke him slowly. Running your fingertips over the head of his cock, collecting his precum teasingly.

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

Likes to cum inside you. He loves to feel your pussy contract around him as you milk him dry or watch how his cum slowly dribbles out of you after he pulled out. He also likes to cum in your mouth whenever you blow him, seeing how you play with his seed inside your mouth turns him on, on a different level.

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

He absolutely loves to film the two of you. Not like a full on sextape but more like a few minutes long video of you either riding him or giving him head - something to watch back when he is away from you.

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

Christian is very experienced, he knows exactly what buttons to push to turn you on or what spots make you come undone.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Often, when he’s exhausted or has had a lazy day he likes to have you on top of him. Seeing how you bounce on his cock, while rubbing your clit and having you tits almost directly in his face could make him come undone. However on other days he’d prefer to have more power over your body and manhandle you, then he likes missionary. Wrapping his hand around your throat and taking your legs over his shoulder as he fucks you into the mattress.

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

He’s rather serious in the moment, however when the two of you have a moment of laughter during sex it’s always welcomed.

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

He keeps his pubes short but doesn’t care about being 100% shaven at all times.

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

It depends, whenever it’s just a quick fuck to get his frustrations out or when you don’t have that much time it will be not romantic at all. But he gets in a mood sometimes where he just wants to show you love, showering you with compliments and being the most romantic ever.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

His sex drive is pretty high, so whenever you are away from him he has to help himself in other ways. That’s when the videos come in handy, he will just take out his phone and wrap his fist around his length, stroking it as he thinks of you and all the things he’d like to do to you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Beard burns - both of you enjoy when he doesn’t shave for a few days. He loves to just rub his face over your shoulder slightly, leaving red marks and he especially enjoys to see them on your thighs after he made you come with just his tongue.

Tying up - whether it’s you tied to the bed so you can’t do anything about his teasing or it’s him as you ride him and use him for your pleasure, he loves all forms of tying someone up.

Dirty talk - he always tells you what he is going to do next and loves if you return the energy.

“Gonna fuck your brains out baby”

“I’m gonna make you cum around me so good”

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He honestly does not care as longs as you’d be somehow in private he’d be fine.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Running your fingers over his beard or through his hair

Kissing his neck

Sucking on his fingers

Calling him yours in some way - “my pretty boy” “my handsome man”

Touching his thighs

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

Anything that causes ‘too much’ pain he doesn’t enjoy that much. Slight things such as spanking or choking are completely fine but more than that he doesn’t like.

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

Christian could live between your thighs, loving to slurp up your juices and rub his tongue around your clit as he fingers you open.

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

He’s more than often rough and fast and enjoys to fuck your brains out. However when he gets into one of those moods mentioned before he loves to go slow and make you feel all of his length.

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

He enjoys quickies and they happen often due to the high sex drive both of you have.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He loves to experiment and also takes risk quite a lot. Especially fucking you outside somewhere where it is semi public is a huge turn on.

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

He can go many rounds and will definitely do it as well.

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

He loves to see you use vibrators on yourself whenever he is away but also doesn’t shy away from it when you two are together as he loves to see you fall apart at the combination of his dick and the vibrator.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease but not too much because he is rather impatient himself.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is pretty loud, always groaning and especially talking to you.

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

He likes to be a switch as well. Loving to feel you dominate him and be powerful.

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

He is below average lengthwise it pretty thick and always stretching you out.

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

Christians sex drive is really really high and he could fuck you every second of the day.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t fall asleep too quickly and likes to just stay awake and talk about god knows what as he cuddles you

[k0kichiimagines]

hhshhckd saeran brain rot time

you can request other characters for this, including other versions of Saeran!

- mod kokichi

[GE] Saeran Choi N$FW alphabet

CWs: N$FW

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Very soft, he usually gets a cloth to clean up and then holds you for a bit, fingers tracing your skin and whispering soft words to you. Sometimes falling asleep.

He'll run a bath afterwards, pretty bath bombs included.

At some point he may question what you enjoyed, mostly if you tried something new.

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

At first he doesnt like anything about himself. He starts to love himself through how you love him, starting with his hands.. or more how his hands look on you.

On you ? Everything, but he loves your neck // collarbone when hes more in his Unknown persona, hips and thighs generally. He loves kissing or holding your hands during your moments as well.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He likes cumming inside or on the sheets, you'd have to ask him if you wanted it anywhere else tbh.

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

Probably when you first entered his life, and for the first time he started getting thoughts about someone. Not just feeling aroused, but feeling it towards someone in particular. Both Ray and Saeran felt nervous you would hate him if you found out.

Also unknown has an exhibition kink, i know this is GE saeran but i have to get it out there.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

No experience, I doubt he watches porn tbh but he did *some* research. He's not innocent on his kink knowledge.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Missionary! He loves having you close to him and having your front view exposed to him, seeing your face and etc. Any position he can see your face he likes.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He might make some light jokes here and there, very soft ones and not common. He might even softly tickle you in a teasing way once or twice. For him, sex is very intimate and loving and he wants to make it feel relaxed and stuff.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Okay i feel like this depends on what you hc happened to his hair. If you take the dye route, then no it's still red. I personally see it as being from the elixir, so i think it'd be white with some red here and there.

Yes i think he shaves every now and then, just trims when he's feeling lazy.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's so intimate and loving in everything you do together, especially so during sex. Even kinker stuff holds intimacy and love for him.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Not really. I feel like he's able to keep himself usually in check, and now he has you he doesn't feel the urge as much. He does a few times though, if you ever caught him he'd freeze for a second, debating how to respond.

He used to, during the Mint Eye and stuff, but even then only very rarely. Perhaps more often once he saw you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praise kink!! Orgasm denial.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Honestly anywhere. He prefers private areas, such as your house (again, anywhere. but the bed is comfortable so usually there). He dreams of having wide open fields and gardens, so in a closed off area there is good.

In public? Yeah he's down, not often but the excitement of hiding and keeping both of you silent gets to him at times.

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

You. Just whisper at him, or subtlety imply something, maybe trace your fingers close to his crotch. He'll get the idea pretty quick.

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

He would never degraded you or want to be degraded. Teasing? He's okay with it, but both from his childhood and the Mint Eye degradation would make him uncomfortable. Same with inflicting pain or choking.

I think tying him up would only be a sometimes thing, he wouldn't suggest it unless you wanted to and he'd only want it a few times.

Otherwise probably just stuff like vomit, piss, y'know.

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

Ohhhh he likes spoiling you, he's a giver.

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

Yes. (Depends on the mood, and what you want. He's a big romantic so he likes the slow mood, but equally having you beg for him to move is... hot)

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He likes them! Just not too often, he prefers sex-sex.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

YEP, depends on what of course but he's down! Just maybe don't expect non-stop kinky stuff with him.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

When he first gets out the mint eye, not more then one. As he heals and recovers he can go for longer and go for more rounds, just give him time.

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

Owns none, i dont think i need to explain why.

He's not too fussed on toys, if you have handcuffs or whatever you want to try he'll use them, and may even find one he likes, but he doesnt have a big preference for them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's always a tease, even in his after ending he teases you softly. Anything from words, to moving his fingers painfully slow, this man is a tease.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He definitely makes noises, soft whimpers and gasps mixed in with sentences that sometimes trail off (but you know what he means). He'll get a bit loud at times, he might kiss (or bite) you to silent himself.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Your first time having sex together is going to be very slow paced and gentle. In his own words, your his first love, but that also makes you his first everything. Sex including. He has a few nerves of his own, and he would prefer if you two spend time exploring each other the first time.

If you're not a virgin you can give him guidance, but even then you'll be learning together, even more so if you are a virgin.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

I've read that circumcision is pretty popular in South Korea, however due to his childhood i honestly don't know if he would have gotten it done. His mother might have, equally she may not have,, i looked it up and apparently its done very young a lot of the time so probably yeah??? man i dunno i dont have a dick okay im out of my depth here 😭

ANYWAYS i think hes 5 to 6 inches or so, not woah really big but equally not small.

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

Hmm, I feel like he's not always horny but equally he's quick to get in the mood - if that makes sense? He has a good control over his emotions (sometimes), but equally if you push a button he's gone.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quick, he prefers if you fall asleep together though so he usually waits until you're sleeping.

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I've just discovered your blog and it's such a gem...! If it's ok, can I request a nsfw alphabet for Bardock, please?

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

Bardock is very touchy and needy after sex. He wants to lay there with you while caressing your body and praising you for taking his cock so well. He loves to cuddle with you and just breathe in your scent. He also loves taking a shower with you and washing you. Anything to touch you and relish in the feeling of having you near him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

This is a hard one. He’d have to say his brain. While he’s very muscular and strong, Bardock loves the fact that he’s got smarts to go along with it. He’s not just some brainless soldier. He’s able to make up his own plans and they are well executed.

On his partner, he hates to admit it but he loves your pussy. He loves the way it feels, so tight and warm around him. How wet he can get you. How you smell and taste amazing. It’s intoxicating to him and he can’t get enough.

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

All Saiyans have a breeding kink, but Bardock definitely has a daddy kink along with his. He wants to treat you like his princess, but he’s also going to cum deep inside of you over and over again. Bardock has lots of cum in his heavy balls, so he needs you to help him relieve that.

For you, he will edge you for hours. He loves watching you plead and whine about it. He gives in after a while and Bardock will have you absolutely gushing all over him. It’s his favorite way to make you cum after all.

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

Bardock only has one dirty secret and it’s that he used to watch you shower in the locker rooms before you were together. He’d look at your gorgeous body and just think to himself how badly he wanted to touch you and fuck you. As soon as you found out what he was doing, he was very apologetic.

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

He’s had a few hookups, so he does know what he’s doing. He loves to try new things with you and watch you as you react to his new techniques. Bardock learns fast and he uses his mastery of his movements to your advantage. You are never left unsatisfied with him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He’s actually quite romantic, so his favorite position is actually any form of missionary. He loves the intimacy it gives him as he plunges into you over and over again. The look in your eyes as he fucks you so sensually. Bardock loves everything about that. He loves the ability to kiss you whenever he wants.

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

He can crack a sexy joke from time to time, but he’s mostly serious when you have sex. He loves to be very loving and sweet with you, so it’s no surprise that he won’t be super goofy in the bedroom. If something awkward happens though, he will laugh and break the ice so you won’t feel bad about it.

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

Well, he’s got a little bit of fine hair on his lower abdomen leading down to his genitals. It’s dark and coarse and he likes to keep it cleaned up and shaved if he can. Sometimes when he’s off on distant planets for weeks at a time, it can get a little crazy down there.

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

Bardock is romantic and loving. He can get rough sometimes, but he’s always going to make sure you have a good time during sex. It’s about your pleasure and both of you having a good time together. He doesn’t want you to feel like you are being used or anything like that.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When he’s away for a long period of time, he pulls out a pair of panties he stole from you and he jacks off to thoughts of you. He needs you a lot and whenever he can’t be near you for a while, he has these urges to masturbate to the thought of you sucking his cock or being fucked stupid.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Let’s just say, Bardock is a man of many tastes. He’s got a huge breeding kink along with a daddy kink. He loves lingerie as well and it makes him feel like he’s opening a present. Bardock also loves spanking you and definitely edging. Anything to hear you whine and moan. He loves biting as well, and leaving marks all over your body so everyone knows you are his.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere! The man has a high sex drive and he does not care if he’s going to fuck you in public. If anyone says anything, he’ll literally just beat them up. Most of the time he loves fucking in the bedroom or the shower, because he can take his time with you there.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It doesn’t take much to turn him on. If you rub up against him closely, he’s going to grab your hips and grind against you, pulling you in for a passionate kiss. If you wear something a little too revealing, he is completely turned on.

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

Anything that will hurt you seriously. He loves spanking you and biting you, but anything that makes you cry or feel hurt or uncomfortable, Bardock will not do it.

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

He loves blowjobs. They are his favorite way for you to show your gratitude towards him. You love to pleasure him with your mouth and let him use you in any way he wants whenever he’s feeling stressed.

Oral is one of his favorite ways of edging you. He can get you to squirt a lot by doing this. His tongue knows exactly what to do whenever he laps up your arousal. Bardock moans at your taste and he just really gets into it. With his face buried in your cunt and you grinding against his face, Bardock is in heaven.

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

This depends on how Bardock is feeling that day. If he is frustrated, he just wants to fuck that away. He wants to pound you and make you squirt over and over again. He doesn’t care about being soft or slow. He needs to fuck and he’ll use your tight hole. If he’s feeling happy and loving, you better be prepared for long hours of making sensual love. He’s gonna have hours of just foreplay planned for you.

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

Sometimes, it’s all you have time for. The two of you are often away on missions to invade other planets, so whenever you’ve got a good ten minutes between the two of you, Bardock will literally fuck you anywhere you are. He’ll pin you against the wall and pump you full of cum before the ten minutes is even over. You leave on weak legs and with his cum dripping out of you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Bardock is the kind of guy who wants to try anything once with you. If you are into it, you better be prepared to try it out with him. He loves to see how you react whenever he tries something new with you in bed. Maybe it’s a new technique, a new toy or a silk scarf to cover your eyes. Whatever it is, it’s going to be lots of fun.

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

He’s like most Saiyans, he can last forever. He’s got virtually no refractory period and he can literally just fuck you for hours. Neither of you give up that easily or that quickly.

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

Bardock loves trying out new things, so often times he will go to the sex store with you and buy you a new toy to try. He’s not the biggest fan of toys being used on him, but if you really show him something he’s going to love, he’s not going to say no.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Seeing as edging is one of his favorite kinks, you can understand that Bardock is very unfair. He loves to tease you until you are crying for his cock. He wants to hear you beg and plead to let you cum. Everything about this is such a fucking turn on for him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s quite vocal and will definitely let you know when he’s enjoying himself. He loves to dirty talk too and call you pet names as he fucks you. When he’s about to cum, his breathing gets very shallow and he’s muttering and grunting that he’s going to cum.

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

Bardock has a thing for high heels. Seeing you all dressed up and wearing heels is such a turn on because he hardly gets to see you all dolled up like this. Most of the time you are wearing combat gear, so whenever you get dressed up and step on his fucking chest, he is completely mush.

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

Bardock is very well built, and his cock is gorgeous. A good 8 inches with lots of girth, and a nice curve that rubs up against your sweet spot every time he fucks you.

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

Very high. He needs to fuck as much as possible. It drives him crazy whenever he can’t get his hands on you. He needs to fuck you. He doesn’t want to live a day without it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It doesn’t take him too long to fall asleep. Once he knows you are completely comfortable and happy, he will doze off in a matter of minutes.

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Soulmate Au Part 3

Part 1 and Part 2 are here! Requests for the Adult trio are open!

WARNING DUB-CON AND EXPLICIT SMUT +18 Please do not te upload somewhere else!!

You started to suspect something was wrong with you when you walked deep into the forest, looking to harvest the crops. Your mind screamed at you to keep walking. Walk away from this place and leave them behind. The minute your feet took one step forward, the most intense migraine struck you. You tried to walk forwards and work through the pain, but it became too debilitating to the point your legs gave under you, and your body crumbled to the ground.

Your eyes clenched close, and your body tucked in into a fetal position, your hands clutching your shirt in hopes it would lessen the pain. Suddenly, you heard a rustle behind you, but couldn't really be bothered to turn and look at the disturbance.

"Oh, here you are. I was worried something might have happened" Chrollo came from behind a tree, his coat gracefully moving as he came to stand before your crippled form.

He sat down beside you taking your body into his lap. His hands stroke your hair as tears came down from your eyes.

"(Y/N), this is such a nice and peaceful place you've built" his voice was so calm, and his hands went through your locks with such comfort that you were calming down for a second.

He took a deep breath, eyes close with a smile as if truly enjoying the quiet and the light breeze blowing through. Chrollo leaned down close to you, your body shaking in pain still. His hands petted away a couple of strands of your hair as his lips came close to your ear.

"You weren't thinking of leaving now, were you?"

The tone of his voice made the question feel like a gentle threat. But a threat nonetheless. He kissed your temple and kept running his hands through your hair, breathing in once more, smiling at the sunbeams coming through the leaves and shining down on the two of you.

"I am delighted you have decided to stay with us. It would have broken all our hearts to know you weren't happy here" he looked down at your form, no longer distressed but still slightly shaking and sniffling.

"You are happy here, are you not?"

You nodded weakly in response, and he beamed at you. He picked you up gently, bridal style, while his hand carried the woven basket underneath you.

"Let's go, I'll prepare dinner tonight. Just the two of us, little treasure. All is well".

Chrollo brought you all the way to the cottage, filling the air with casual banter along the way. His excitement grew whenever the prospect of a new book came into the conversation.

"It's very eloquent poetry. I am sure it'll sound melodic coming from your lips".

Chrollo walked into the cottage with you still in his arms. The other two were nowhere to be seen, and it confirmed what he had said: you two were truly alone. Chrollo settled you on the sofa, your fluffy cat meowing around his legs. He crouched to pet the cat's head.

"What are you craving today, love?" Your eyes were close, dried tear streaks under them, but you opened them to see him smiling warmly at you while still petting your cat.

"Chef's choice," you replied simply, trying a smile of your own, but it came out more like a grimace.

"Mmm, hard choice, I'll surprise you then" he gave your forehead a kiss and moved away from your vision line.

After leaving you on the sofa, Chrollo had draped his coat over the chair, washed his hands, and got everything ready for the food. Your eyes were droopy, body tired after your horrific headache, so you drifted off into a nice comfy nap.

A fantastic smell wafted around the house, waking you up to find you have drooled on the decorative pillow. Chrollo was in front of you, smiling at your cute and sleepy face.

You shot up, looking around as if you weren't in your house, and you didn't know who was in front of you. Then it all came back, the realization hit you, and you wiped the drool with the back of your hand. Chrollo chuckled at you and got up to kiss the top of your head, lingering for a second, hugging you to him.

“Dinner is ready, come on love."

A bit disoriented and groggy, you got up and went to the table. Everything was set up with candles surrounding the dinner table and the kitchen. A single rose in a vase was in the middle of the table, the same vase that you had changed the flowers that fateful day they had found you. Chrollo was waiting beside the chair he had pulled out for you. He had a proud smile as you went to sit at the chair, and he gently pushed you in. The whole thing was adorable, and it would have been romantic if you weren't wary of the man. He sat down as well and was looking at you with loving eyes. You pretended he wasn't fixed on you as you took the first bite out of your food.

"I hope it's to your liking. I had never made this one before" he had ended up making your favorite dish, and you were happy to have it; the food was truly delicious.

The fact that he knew your favorite dish shouldn't give you the feeling of dread, and yet it did. You knew the trio had most undoubtedly memorized everything about you, no matter how small the detail was. Still, you couldn't wrap your head around the idea.

"It's delicious, thank you" you forced a smile at him, and he chuckled under his breath, looking down at his own plate.

"You don't have to pretend with me (Y/N). I'm not Hisoka or Illumi; I'm a simple thief but a gentleman at heart. I know you're uncomfortable, and this situation is new to you. I don't blame you".

You looked down to your plate, feeling a bit embarrassed that he noticed your inner turmoil. His words should have offered comfort, but you couldn't feel it or find any. Instead, they further pushed down the heavy stone in your stomach.

"I-I don't know how to feel, still. I'm adjusting, trying to at least" you took another bite and gave him a close-lipped smile as you chewed the food.

Chrollo's dark eyes pierced yours; he wasn't buying it.

"Then perhaps we haven't fully helped you experience love in this relationship," he gave you a closed eye smile and took a mouthful of the food.

You felt shivers run up your spine, body tingling in fear and dread as if you were at the dropping point of a big coaster ride. Your heart beat faster to the point where you started hearing it in your ears.

The door seemed like an excellent option right now.

Your hands went under the table to grip the edge of the chair as you tried to ground yourself back into the moment. 'He didn't say anything. He just made a suggestion with a smile', you told yourself, looking for the logic in his words, and calming yourself. But it wasn't working, you had felt it. Felt the tiniest flare of his aura reach out to you in silent warning. Nothing big but just enough to put you back into place. There were so many meanings behind that little jesting phrase that it made you anxious.

"Are you alright? You seem a little pale" he placed his utensil down, getting out of the chair and crouching near you.

His cold hand reached to your cheek, caressing you and making you look down at him.

"Perhaps some air will do you good," he grabbed both your hands in his and pulled you up and out of the chair.

You were in a slight daze watching him as he placed a coat around you and dressed in his own. Chrollo exited the cottage with you around his arm. The two of you looked like a loving couple taking a stroll in the middle of winter.

As you walked into the forest, passing by trees and bushes taking in the sights under the moonlight, Chrollo pulled a book from inside his coat and handed it to you. You took it. Still, a bit shook but figured some reading might do you good.

"I borrowed it," the way he said borrow told you he meant stole "figured you might like it" he side-eyed you as your doe-like eyes looked up to him in question.

You looked down at the cover seeing it was a very elusive limited edition copy of one of your favorite authors. Your heart skipped a beat, and for once in a long while, you were pleasantly surprised and excited. Your lips pulled into an unconscious smile, and by the time you had noticed you were smiling and tried to hide it with a serious look, Chrollo had already smiled and locked the sight in his mind. You looked precious.

"Why don't you read it out loud. I'm sure it's a good night for some reading if you don't mind?" His suave and smooth voice questioned, but you knew better than to resist him.

So you nodded, muttering a thank you. He nodded back, closing his eyes briefly and then looking back at you with expectation. You opened the first page and started to read the prologue as the two of you walked. Your lips never stuttering a word as you got lost in the story, pulled into it to the point were you forgot his eyes on you.

Chrollo was looking around the trees, admiring the majestic scenery as your words filled the nightly air. He knew your tone was hesitant and scared. You hated reading out loud and especially to him. You'd told him it was something about the sound of your voice in your ears. But he loved it. The way you pronounced or mispronounced words made his heart flutter. How your tone changed when you got lost in the narrative and started muttering small comments for the characters under your breath. Your little mannerisms made you adorable in his eyes, and the more he looked at you, the more he wanted.

He wasn't satisfied.

At the beginning of his relationship with Hisoka, there were some bumps he had to overcome when it came to the clown. But once he did, he could say he came to love the jester. When Illumi came into the picture as his second soulmate, he was a bit surprised. He, at some point, even doubted the assassin could actually be capable of emoting or loving. But one night, when they were all together tucked away in a vacation home right in front of the beach, he realized something about themselves.

He was sitting on a comfy armchair sofa in the balcony, book in hand, a glass of wine resting on its wooden arm. The sun was setting as cliche as it may sound, but his eyes rested on the page's words. When suddenly, he felt a head fall on his lap.

Assuming it was Hisoka, he didn't even glance down in hopes of secretly riling him up. Though curiosity got the better of him, so his eyes did glance down, and he was surprised. On his lap, long black hair fanned across it, was Illumi with his eyes close and a peaceful expression on his face.

Chrollo's heart fluttered.

He felt his cheeks heat up as he stole glances of the assassin. He almost closed the book, but he was afraid the sound would shake the scene and make the Illumi leave. So he kept pretending to read, not being able to fully concentrate with the comforting weight of Illumi on his lap.

They bonded after that, growing closer together. Hisoka was proud of them. The troupe had always been his family but getting to feel this kind of love was different.

That's when he realized soulmates were meant to be together for a reason. So when your name appeared on their skin out of nowhere, he knew they had to find you. You were not being loved as you should. That's why he understands your apprehension and your wariness of them. They're not exactly good in lawful standards, and their moral compasses might be slightly broken. But if there's one thing they know for sure, loving you is one of their main goals.

You just need to see it.

"As soon-"your reading got interrupted by a pair of lips on yours.

Chrollo's hands grabbed both sides of your face and brought you close for a fevered kiss. The book fell out of your hands as they came to rest on his arms.

"I couldn't resist," he mumbled out of breath against your lips. You, on the other hand, were freaking out a bit.

The fact that you were in the middle of a clearing in the forest was making you anxious. Chrollo dived in again, looking for your lips, but you turned your face away bashfully. You looked down to the grass seeing the book and bending down to pick it up as if he hadn't just kissed away your breath.

He was a bit hurt, but he had to remember that you weren't like them. You needed a little more coaxing to come out of your shell. He would help.

You straightened, inspecting the book for any creases or tears in the pages. You dusted away some dirt, closing the book delicately and looking up at Chrollo.

You frowned at the sight. Not that it wasn't a pleasant one, he was handsome and pretty, but you weren't buying it. At some point, you were pretty sure you were in soulmate denial.

"What are you doing?" You asked meekly, seeing as he had shaken away his coat and was shirtless at the moment.

Your fight or flight sense was glaring up, and you hugged the book to your stomach. Chollo placed his coat in the grass, open as if it was a picnic blanket. He turned to eye you, his eyes no longer cold.

"I know you're afraid, but there's nothing to be afraid of. Let me show you just how much I love you," that was your cue.

He took a step, and you mirrored him taking one back. This made him slightly tilt his head to the side, the look playfully menacing. Chrollo took another step and your nen flared up in warning, this time stronger than the last time you had tried this. He looked proud instead of intimidated, and it angered you.

The loving way he looked at your nen didn't help your case, and so you attacked. Your nen moved fast, striking the spot where he was. But he was fast, as quick as Hisoka, and that was a disadvantage to you.

Chrollo had suddenly disappeared and left you in the middle of the clearing. You leaned down to quickly put the book out of harm's way and then stood in attention. The moon shone brightly on you, giving your dangerous look and angelic glow. He could've groaned and moaned out loud just like Hisoka would've done, but he bit his lip instead, looking at you through the foliage.

Your ears were strained, searching for any noise as little as it may be. But there was no noise when he came, fast and swift bringing you down. The two of you rolled around on the grass, he chuckled as you winded up, straddling him. Your face scrunched up in concentration. His hand lifted to your cheek, caressing it, which made you flinch for a second. Chrollo then flipped the two of you, causing you to shriek at the suddenness. He pinned down your wrists, bringing them beside your head. Your wide-eyed looked at him startled, yet something was growing in your stomach's pit.

"You're getting better. Illumi should be proud," he leaned down, bringing his lips close to your ear. "Your nen is worth stealing, I wouldn't mind, if it meant keeping you as well" he bit your earlobe, making you bite your lips.

You tried to wriggle your wrists out of his hold, but his hands tightened around them. Chrollo started kissing your neck, nibbling and sucking his way down your collarbone. Still, you kept muffling your noises, biting your lip, and holding your tongue.

He wouldn't have it. Chrollo bit down in between your neck and shoulder, making you moan loudly.

"That's more like it," he chuckled against the spot soothing it with a lick and kiss, "Do you think I could steal some more noises from your lips?" He asked, bringing his lips close to yours.

"Would you let me?" You could feel his breath on your lips as he talked.

Chrollo kissed you hard, tongue poking your entrance and biting your lower lip so you wouldn't deny him. He sucked on your tongue, relishing in your futile attempts to keep quiet. His hips started grinding slowly into yours, pressing down his hard-on on your clothed spot. He was only wearing his pants, back and chest bared under the moonlight and shining with a thin layer of sweat. He separated for some air, leaving you a bit dazed and fuzzy. His hands coming down to your clothes gripping your shirt and tugging at it. That jerked you up from your state, making you gasp, your hands coming to his own grabbing them. You tried to pull them away from you, but he took both of your wrists in one of his hands and pinned them hard on the ground.

You groaned at the slight pain, and he took the opportunity of your raised arms to slide the shirt up and jumble it around your hands in makeshift bounds. He smiled down at your bra and the way your brows scrunched up in struggle. Your fight was strong, but he was stronger.

Chrollo leaned down to your chest, kissing the curve of your breast pressed on the bra. He bit down on the mound, making you groan.

"You're so soft, so beautiful," he whispered to your chest as his hand slipped the breast out of the bra. He massages the nipple, head dipping, and licking the other to attention. You started squirming under him, bringing your tied hands to stop him but ended up hugging his head closer to your chest, a moaning mess.

A fire was rising in between your legs, and you felt the electricity go down your spine.

'What were they doing to you?!' You screamed in your mind trying to fight the feeling.

Chrollo's hand left your mound, his mouth kept sucking on the other, as he sneaked down to your waistline. You had been wearing a comfortable attire since it was a bit hot, and you were tending to the crops today before your accident. He easily slipped down and into your panties. His calloused and experienced hands didn't waste any time and felt your slit. He smirked when he found you wet, but not enough for him. Chrollo gathered some slick and gently rubbed on your hooded pearl. You jerked under him, muffling a moan by biting your lip. His lips left your peak, glistening and wet under the dim moonlight. He went to the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent, and planting open-mouthed kisses as his other hand maintained a steady rhythm on your nub. He didn't change the speed, going in gentle circles on your bundle of nerves.

You were getting desperate, feeling the pleasure rising in you, and pushing shame to the back of your mind. Your hips bucked unconsciously, and he tutted you like a child, smiling in victory against your neck with closed eyes.

"Tch, tch, tch, not yet, I think you deserve some punishment for being so stubborn with me" he bit your earlobe, making you whine in response.

Your body struggled against him, but he let his weight drop on you, making you stay still. Chrollo's hand then went quicker and quicker, driving you deep into pleasure but not all the way. You whined again, trying to move away from his hand, but he went faster. Suddenly you felt the ice-cold rush from the tip of your toes to your core, pleasure flooding your system like a wave. Your body shook under his, toes curling, and you let out a moan closing your eyes at all the sensations.

Chrollo groaned with you, his pants too tight for comfort. He grinned against you softly and sat up, still straddling you. In your high, you didn't felt as he pulled the rest of your clothes down and his arousal out, the tip an angry red as he stroke it, shuddering under the feeling. He then pushed into you, making you gasp and open your eyes wide to the see him. His eyes closed, and he bit his lip briefly. Then his dark eyes opened slowly, looking down at you in adoration. His mouth was slightly opened, breathing heavily at the feeling of your warmth engulfing him. Hair was falling sideways and forwards, almost covering the cross on his forehead. The light glowing behind him gave him a surreal look and feel.

It was euphoric.

You moaned, and he started moving slowly, leaning over you to capture your lips as he sped up. His hands were beside your head, supporting his body as he rocked with you. He rested on his forearms, bringing himself closer to you as he changed speed and slowly rolled his hips, making you feel everything.

"I love you so much," he whispered into your cheek, kissing it afterward.

Chrollo groaned lowly when he bumped into a special spot that made you clench hard around him. You moaned.

"Found it," he chuckled low, speeding up and hitting the same spot over and over.

Your hips buckled, meeting his as he sat up. He gave you a half-lidded look, smiling at you. His hands came to rest on your hips, pressing them down as he rammed inside you. He couldn't take how good you felt, your same walls gripping him and becoming him deeper. He complied, going faster and deeper, making you moan and whine. Chrollo's hand sneaked to your hooded pearl, rubbing it at matching speed with his thrusts.

Your body jerked, heat, and cold consuming you at equal measure. Your body glistened with sweat under the moonlight, making you glow and shine like a jewel worth stealing. Chrollo bit his lip at the picture, wishing he could just have it to look at it all the time. Instead, he committed it to memory, his hand rubbing your nub furiously.

Suddenly your body arched beautifully, your breasts offered to him as you came with a shriek. Pleasure flooded you, making you twitch and shake. He joined you with a groan, head thrown back as his body arched as well, driving his length deep inside you, releasing all of himself into you. Your walls massage him as he thrusts slowly.

The two of you panted heavily.

Chrollo's hands were beside your head, supporting his body as he caught his breath. He looked down at you, your skin looking perfect under the lighting, your lips puffy and slightly opened as your naked chest heaved, making your breasts move up and down. You looked gorgeous, and he couldn't ask for more. He was satisfied, and a sense of fullness filled him at the moment.

He pulled out, making your face scrunch up in pain at the slight discomfort of the tenderness. Tucking himself back in his pants, he zipped them up and laid down beside you. He undid the mess around your wrists, and you pulled them down beside your body, resting the aching muscles. His head was supported on his hand as he laid on his side, looking at you in love. Your eyes were closed, and you seemed to be calm, almost sleeping.

His fingers came to lay on your stomach. The ginger touch made you jump slightly at the suddenness, but otherwise, your eyes remained closed. They moved around your form, tracing your marks, your waves, the way your mounds curved into your chest, your collarbone, and finally, they came to rest on your neck. He caresses it with the back of his hand, coming up to your cheek and staying there.

You opened your eyes slightly, looking at him through a tired glaze. Chrollo smiles warmly, coming close to peck your lips. He pulled the coat around your form, covering you from the night's chill, and gathered you in his arms.

Chrollo stopped to pick up the book you had neatly placed away from the mess and chaos. Smirking at your thoughtfulness. He gave you the book or at least propped it on your stomach as your sleepy form was losing the fight. He carried you all the way back to the cottage, where he placed you on the bed. You turned to the side, and he petted your hair, kissing your head. He came back to put the leftover food away and the dishes in the sink, making sure to turn off the candles. Your cat was eagerly following him like he had treats in his pockets.

Chrollo went back to the room, taking off the rest of his clothes and stripping you of this coat. He draped it on your vanity, the rest of the clothes scattered in a corner of the room. Your fluffy black cat went to them, kneading the fabric and then laying on top.

Chrollo pulled the covers back and brought you close to him, pulling the two of you under the sheets. He snuggled closer to you, the two of you naked as the day you were born. He pressed a kiss to the back of your ear, nuzzling your neck afterward and then resting on top of your head.

"Sleep well, my love," mutters, and you reply with your own muffled and unintelligible goodnight. He smiled, closing his eyes in bliss.

He couldn't wait for the morning to do it all over again.

[beneathstarryskies]

I checked your masterlist and there isn't an Itachi NSFW Alphabet 😗👉👈 Can you make one pretty please? 💕🙏🏽

Itachi Uchiha x NSFW Alphabet

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

Itachi is the king of aftercare. He will do absolutely anything you need from him. Do you need water or a snack? Done. His favorite thing is to run you a bath and gently help you clean up. He loves washing your hair. It’s very intimate but also he just wants to take care of you. Itachi would do anything for you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Itachi is really proud of his hair. So much in his life he’s felt out of control, and it might sound dumb but his hair is the one thing he can have complete control over. It’s long and silky and the fact that you love running your fingers through it makes him even more proud.

His favorite part of his partner’s body is going to be your hands. Hands are the source of so many forms of affection, and the fact that you use them to show him affection makes him so weak.

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

He’s a Uchiha, so obviously he’s got that breeding kink. His favorite place to cum is going to be inside of you. Itachi tends to cum a lot, so you’re going to be pumped full of his cum.

He’s not gonna turn down cumming in your mouth either though, especially if you give him a super messy blow job. He loves when you pull away and there’s cum on your mouth. It makes him weak.

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

Itachi is kind of prone to keeping tabs on you when you’re separated. Not in a possessive way, but just wanting to make sure you’re safe. However, he’s often thought of using this as a way to surprise you by sneaking into your window and wake you up by burying his face between your thighs.

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

Itachi isn’t very experienced, but he eagerly takes instruction. He’s also very intuitive. Itachi will pay a lot of attention to your reactions to things he does, and figure out how to work your body to get the best reaction.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Itachi will typically enjoy very intimate positions, but he’s also versatile. Any variation of missionary or you riding him is his favorite. From time to time if he’s feeling stressed and needs relief he enjoys pounding into you from behind while tugging on your hair.

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

Itachi tends to be pretty serious in general, and this extends to the bedroom. However, sometimes he tries to say something sexy which comes out awkward. He won't’ get offended if you laugh, in fact seeing your laugh only gets him going more.

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

He doesn’t have a lot of body hair in general. His pubic hair is dark and soft. It’s not very thick, but Itachi still keeps it well groomed.

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

Itachi is extremely intimate. He enjoys having you very close to him and pressing soft kisses everywhere his lips can reach in whatever position he has you in. He’ll whisper sweet things in your ear and praise you for how good you take his cock.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Itachi jacks off pretty often. He enjoys taking his time with himself though, so he usually does it when he’s got a lot of spare time. He’ll stroke himself slowly, maybe even using a fleshlight, while using your image to get himself off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink, obviously. Nothing is sexier to him than pumping you full of cum, especially if you’re begging him for it. Bondage and blindfolds is something he’d play around with. Lingerie and praise kink. Voyeurism would be a big thing with Itachi, especially watching you masturbating. If you whisper his name while touching yourself he will absolutely lose it.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His own bed is his favorite place because he can take his time with you, and it’s the safest place to experiment. However, if the need arises while you’re away from home he won’t hesitate to fuck you anywhere he can.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Itachi honestly can get turned on just by looking at you at times, especially if you’re smiling or laughing. He just gets so overwhelmed by having someone who loves him so much and who he can make happy, he has to take you immediately. If you rub his thigh during a meeting or at dinner, he’ll be so eager to take you somewhere more private.

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

Nothing to hurt you. Absolutely not.

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

Itachi loves giving oral so much. The taste of your pussy is so intoxicating to him. He’s very dedicated to getting you off as many times as possible, and this can often lead to him overstimulating you.

Sinking down to suck his cock is the easiest way to get Itachi totally weak. As your lips around the head of his cock, he will absolutely be at your mercy. Itachi will cum very quickly. The mix of your affection, the sounds, and just the adoration he feels for you is overwhelming.

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

Itachi likes to take him time with you. But occasionally he just needs a good release, and he’ll pound into you while holding you down.

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

They’re not his favorite thing, but sometimes he finds it necessary. If he doesn’t have time to fuck you properly, but he just needs to be inside of you he’ll settle for a quickie.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Itachi really enjoys experimenting, but he absolutely will not do anything to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable in any way. Sex is for pleasure, and he doesn’t want to do anything to take that from you.

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

Itachi can last a very long time, having tremendous self control. He does have a long refractory period, and sometimes he might not even be able to go more than one round if you guys had gone at it for a long time.

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

He is curious about toys, but the idea of actually physically going to buy them makes Itachi want to die. So, anything you’re wanting to try you’ll have to bring.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Itachi tries to tease you a bit because he likes to hear you begging for him to fuck you, but he can’t keep it up long. It’s just too difficult to deny you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Itachi is not very loud. He’ll whisper sweet/naughty things to you quite often, but usually gets so lost in the pleasure he can’t do much besides gasp or moan.

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

Itachi actually is very curious about watching you fuck someone else. It’s almost an academic curiosity. He’d be interested in seeing how different you would be with someone else, and what pleases you that he may not do.

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

Itachi is long, around 9 inches. He’s slightly above average in girth, enough for you to feel a slight stretch when he slides into your entrance. His cock has a nice curve to it.

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

Itachi has a pretty high sex drive, especially once starting a family is introduced to the mix. However, he’s not one to let it distract him from other important things. He has a lot of self control.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Itachi doesn’t typically sleep well, but after sex he feels so relieved he will fall asleep somewhat quickly.

[theepisceswriter]

Jealous!Reader with AOT characters pt.2 (Porco, Bertholdt, Pieck, Zeke)

A/N: y’all really liked the first one I made here, so here’s a pt.2 with different characters

TW: none really apply, sort of suggestive for Zeke, Modern AU, GN!reader

PORCO GALLIARD

I am a firm believer that in a modern AU, Porco and Reiner would be the type of people to go to sport restaurants like Hooters, Buffalo Wild Wings, or Twin Peaks. They give me that macho man type of vibe. Of course though, Porco would make you tag along with him almost every time he went. He feels that it’s a very nice way for the two of you to bond. Which honestly it is.

You have a deep sense of security within yourself and enough trust in Porco to not be bothered by the waitresses there, as you should, knowing that it’s only their job to be enticing like that. Hell, you even enjoy it when the waitresses would flirt with you sometimes or you’d get the really pretty ones who look like they’re straight off of a magazine. Not to mention that you visit places like this often, so most of them know you and know that you and Porco are in a relationship together.

They all respect your boundaries and don’t try to push at them at all.....until this one waitress comes around. You can quite obviously tell that her flirting is different from the “trained” flirting that the other girls often do. She lingers at your table a little longer than she should be trying to talk to Porco to the point where other waitresses have to tell her to go check on other tables and she’s disregarding you completely, asking Porco questions that should be aimed at you and being very rude in general.

Porco is hardly paying her any mind, too focused on the game to really pay attention to what’s going on, but any piece of attention he gives to her she latches on too it. But still, you remain cordial and calm on the inside. Not wanting to come off as one of those significant others and cause a scene that doesn’t need to be caused. If someone looked at you for too long they might notice an eye twitch or two coming from you.

Really it’s Porco’s hand holding underneath the table that’s keeping you sane and reminding you of how secure your position in your relationship is. You almost calm down entirely, but of course the waitress has to come back and try desperately to get his attention again. At one point he zones out into the game and to try and get his attention she attempts to tap him on his shoulder.

Strong on the attempt because you grabbed her wrist before she could even brush her fingers against his shirt and gave her a stern “Aht! Aht! That is not going to be happening tonight and definitely not in front of me.”

And Porco, this menace to society, finally speaks up like, “I was wondering when you were finally going to say something. I was getting afraid that I didn’t mean anything to you anymore.” He would’ve eventually intervened himself though if she was actually successful in touching him.

The waitress gets the hint for the rest of the night, but just incase she doesn’t he holds you close to his side with his arm draped over your shoulders.

BERTHOLDT HOOVER

Despite his soft spoken nature and personality that sometimes falls on the shy part of the spectrum, Bertholdt is actually an easy person to come up to and start a conversation with. Of course, you have to be the one to start the conversation, but after that it’s like he can’t shut up, likes he’s compelled to answer back to everything and keep a conversation going.

It’s a trait of his that you’ve come to love, but also come to hate on days when you’re out in public with him and can just see the twinkle in a girl’s eyes when she’s getting ready to come over to him to flirt. It’s usually in awkward situations too like when you’re out shopping and he’s standing off to the side because he has no business looking at what you’re shopping for, so the fact that he’s kind of alienated from you and doesn’t know how to respond to flirting all that well in the first place really has him in an awkward chokehold.

He’ll get asked for his number and instead of saying flat out no, because he doesn’t want to be harsh, he struggles to let words out at all as he tries to think of what to say. And people really prey on his shyness and don’t even give him the chance to respond before they’re forcing themselves on him more, handing their phone out to him just waiting to input a number.

Imagine the shock and anger on your face when you turn around from your shopping happy ready to show Bertholdt what you got and instead you see a girl trying to get his number! You’re over there in an instant, legs carrying you as fast as they can and a scold on your face as you go over there and the first thing you do is push that phone as far away from him as you can.

“I know my BOYFRIEND and something tells me that he is not interested in the direction this conversation is going with you whatsoever, so I suggest you leave him alone before I make you 😤” The girl leaves like immediately after that.

Bert is just behind you the whole time with a ☺️ look on his face like “Yes, that is indeed my significant other!” Which is so funny because he’s like 6’3 and towering over you, but you’re the feisty one!

He does feel kinda guilty for not cutting off the interaction before it got that far, so he wraps his arms around you and nuzzle his face into your neck all like, “I’m sorry baby 🥺🥺 you know I don’t like anyone else but you 🥺🥺 I was trying to tell them no thank you but it wouldn’t come out 🥺🥺”

You couldn’t stay mad at him even if you wanted to, that’s all it takes for you to forget about it altogether.

PIECK FINGER

It’s almost impossible to see someone as fine looking as Pieck and not shoot your shot. If I saw Pieck out in public the first thing I would do is shoot my shot.

It happens allll the time whenever you two go out. Out at the mall shopping for clothes? Someone’s going to come up to you two and try to hit on Pieck. At the club minding each other’s business and trying to have a good time? Some guy is going to come over and try to ruin that for you too.

At first it was like a bragging rights thing for you. Everyone noticed your hot girlfriend was hot but you were the one who went home to her everyday and not them, but at some point it switched from a bragging right to down right annoying. It’s like you can’t leave her alone for more than a couple of seconds because here comes someone breathing down her neck being a weirdo!

Poor Pieck doesn’t even know what’s going on half of the time because she be baked out of her mind, thinking about nothing but how some ruffles and ice cream can really hit right now. So she’s just going along with the conversation like “mhm, yeah ☺️” every ten seconds hoping that they’d get the hint that she’s not thinking about them at all and to leave her alone. But, of course, they don’t.

Her body language becomes stressed out and agitated, not knowing what to do because you’re in the gas station buying snacks for the two of you while she’s far away at the gas pumps doing her best to get an ending with this weirdo where they don’t kidnap her.

Luckily, just on time you exit out the gas station and even before you get any closer to Pieck you’re already pissed off at the fact that someone is probably hitting on her, but after you see her do that awkward little shuffle with her feet signifying that she’s uncomfortable? You’re over there in a heartbeat.

See, maybe you would’ve been a bit nicer if her body language didn’t tell you that they had been pestering her for a while despite how everything about her screamed ‘not interested.’

So what do you do? You take the bottle of sprite you bought and bop them on the head with it. Head empty no thoughts just ‘protect my stoner girlfriend.’

Pieck is so messy too, she’s in the background like “Ohhhhh shit *giggle* fight! Fight! Fight!” You were ready to rumble too, but if you were so ready to hit them in the head with a sprite bottle the other person definitely didn’t want to know what else you were confident with doing. So they recuperated from their sprite bottle hit and went running to their car.

This was a proud girlfriend moment for Pieck the whole drive home. She could not stop talking about how much of a badass you were and how she loved that you would do anything for her.

ZEKE JAEGER

I wrote soft Zeke already, so now it’s time for me to give y’all the menace Zeke y’all have been waiting for.

Zeke is the type of significant other who’s big on teasing and messing with his partner is general. There’s something about seeing them all flustered after he does something to embarrass them, like fake propose to them in public or something, that really cracks him up. That being said, he’s not opposed to flirting with someone in front of you to get you riled up and see your reaction.

Let’s set the scene; He drags you to Sam Ash with him, because we’ve all just collectively decided that modern day Zeke is a music pretentious asshole, to go get something for his guitar or at least that’s what you assume he was complaining about. You weren’t even listening, just excited to go and mess with the drums and guitars there. It’s the first thing you do once you get there and Zeke sees this as his opportunity to finally mess with you.

He goes over to the drum set display you’re playing on and calls over and employee with “inquiries” about the set you’re playing on. He pretends to ask a few genuine questions at first but eventually he’s able to get the conversation to shift to something a little more personal. Which isn’t terrible, but once he starts throwing out lines like “Oh you like (said band)? I’ve always found myself gravitating towards people who like them. They’re always the most attractive people, I’ve found 😏.” Is when you start getting agitated.

You’re just trying to play We Will Rock You on the drums and here he goes killing your vibe immensely. And it’s hard to ignore when they’re standing right on the side of you. Not to mention how the employee is eating all of this up, blushing and all. It’s at the first mention of numbers being exchanged that you’ve decided you’ve had enough. Without a word to Zeke you get up and storm out of the store.

Was this a dick move on his end? Absolutely, but you’re a couple who’s relationship is filled with debating and bickering, bickering especially, so part of him thought you would play along with his little game and be like “Whatever. I don’t care.” But instead, you were genuinely upset. You didn’t even know where you were going but you were going somewhere. And that somewhere was the outside of the Sam Ash store because you realized you really didn’t have a choice.

Sorry guys, but I have to switch over to soft Zeke now.

He comes running after you, “y/n! Y/n it was a joke!” But that just makes you even more mad and oops, a year drops down your face and he feels terrible.

Kisses all over your face, words of assurance spilling out his lips, and a tight ass beat hug.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m such a dick I know. I didn’t mean to make you this upset though.” He would get down on his knees if he had to!

I guess you can forgive him just this once, but only on the terms that you get Sub!Zeke tonight and get to act as a pillow princess/prince cause he has a lot of making up to do.