#id say more bastard(affectionate)

[skitskatdacat63]

Top 5 moment of cheeky Sebastian Vettel?

You guys making me choose between my favorite things.....

1. The entirety of his Top Gear interview (x)

2. I already mentioned Abu Dhabi 2009, so: any time he shoves Jenson during 2009:

3. Him attempting to pull Mark into the pool post-Monaco 2010 (x)

4. Any time he does an impression of another person, but especially when he does it right in front of said-person (x)

5. Most radio moments where he's bitching, but particularly Monaco 2013 when he got the fastest lap "for satisfaction" even tho Rocky told him not to (x)

[ryescapades]

— some valorant gamer bf!rin headcanons bcs college is kicking my ass and im so grumpy everyday that i couldnt get to play my fav game 😞

btw gn!reader also plays valorant in this hc (definitely not projecting here haha)

gamer!rin as your valorant duo

i can see rin as the type who’d main the initiator agents for some reason (ok but he radiates the kayo/skye main vibes idk why lol). not exactly one who does lineups (according to him that’s so lukewarm and cringe. just get headshots, idiot.) and maybe some duelists here and there???? specifically jett and yoru

loves Loves LOVES tricking the enemy team when he’s using yoru’s ult iykwim. get in their heads, does the most insane moves ever, popping blinds and teleports here and there 🤯

an absolute monster in bed with the sheriff and operator wbk

to hell with sage and jett duo, yall are the constantly top fragging reyna-jett duo yessir

if rin is already so protective as a boyfriend, you bet yo ass he’d defend you in game as well whenever some jerks decide to flame you for not doing well in the game or something.

itoshi “hey. mute him and me as well. at least until i say i’m done.” rin who then proceeds to brutally shit on those bastards while top fragging the whole match 😳

smokes you off when you’re planting/defusing the spike when he’s playing as jett <3

pls do put your whole trust on him to protect you while you’re planting/defusing bcs he will do so, flawlessly at that .would genuinely get offended if u dont 😭😭 (some of my friends are like this too lol)

rin rarely plays competitive (i hc him as a plat or maybe diamond player) bcs he doesnt want to make the lobby too hard for you. unless you’re also on par with him, then omg yall are the finest duo ever wtf me when :(

rin and you play unrated games together as a date, and mans lowkey gonna get so annoyed if bachira (or any one of his friends tbh) suddenly pops up on his discord notification saying him and isagi are joining yall LMFAO

he drops skins for you and vice versa, yall even have matching knife skins too hwhsjshdjsjs

prolly an enthusiast for the ruination, reaver, origin and sovereign bundle (debatable tho)

rin rly doesn’t like being told what to do so naturally he hates being backseated/backsitting people. however if you tell him to do so to you, he doesn’t mind doing it but not too much

he also wouldn’t mind explaining or teaching you some tricks or anything really, regarding the game so he’d be so patient w you and stuff (unless you purposely keep saying you don’t understand, then he will bitch abt it 😹)

you and him sync so well in game ykyk the amount of trust you put on each other and understanding the other’s gameplay in whatever situation aaaaaa i want a duo like that too 😞

rin malds (if u dont know, its basically mad+balding /gets hella angry) quite a lot whenever he’s playing w shidou or bachira his friends/solo queuing but not when he’s w you 😽 that doesn’t stop him from (affectionately) dissing you whenever you whiff your shots tho LMFAO

also the type who’d just chill before the round starts (unlike some people cough cough me who likes to run around knifing at the wall or some shit)

he’s always available to play the game with you all night if you just so much as ask for it. he’d be down in a heartbeat no questions asked 🤞

also secretly loves whenever you’re not playing, you decide to just chill/take a nap on his lap while he plays the game. it’s one way of having some physical touch + spending quality time w you while doing the thing he enjoys 🥹🫶

praises you whenever you get a kill or clutch the round albeit a little curtly, but u can’t rly complain bcs his voice ..mmm chefs kiss id melt into a measly puddle at that spot ong (praise him too pls he’d get so motivated to get more kills but ofc he’d never let you know that hehe)

WOULD BE SO PROUD OF YOU IF YOU GET AN ACE but he’d hide it kwhshshdkwhsjs mans doesn’t wanna boost your ego cuz he knows you’re gonna be a menace abt it 😈

all in all, gamer bf!rin is an 11/10 i love him sm why is he not real i hate it here

[desire-mona]

pre-1995-ish rsl, 1995-ish-to-2001 rsl and post-2001 rsl are three different people in my mind

pre-1995-ish rsl is pretty baby gender-envy whereas 1995-ish-to-2001 is gorgeous theatre nerd intellectual era, and post-2001 rsl is grumpy bastard man (affectionate)

please offer revisions

yeah basically! in my mind those time periods arent impossible to be the same guy, but in a vacuum theyre kinda very distinct from one another.

i guess to go into more detail, late 80s to early / mid 90s rsl is best known for playing boyish characters (obviously teenage characters such as max (manhattan project), jeremy capello, neil perry, etc. but also boyish looking adults like chuck bishop, peter (swing kids), claudio dare i say, etc)

mid / late 90s to early 2000s rsl pretty much accurate with gorgeous theatre nerd but thats also just applicable to his entire life. in my mind this is the era i associate most with his friendship with ethan, probably because of tape and chelsea walls. i also think this was the time period where he fit the bill aesthetically for asshole-ish characters imo.

and ur kinda exactly right with post 2001, but id like to change that to post 2004 honestly. grumpy bastard is correct, but again i think its applicable to him as a person (said lovingly.) house era he was in much more interviews both written and video (from what ive seen) and he got to share more of his personality LMAO. ofc speculation since i dont know the guy but yknow. plus at this point he was settling down and starting a family so the good ol "i dont wanna work lol" sentiment started showing up more, which makes total sense.

[jonahfagnus]

i dont think you ever posted about your "jon sees elias as jonah when he takes the archivist job" au but please start with that immediately 👀👀👀👀👀👀

so i dont think theres very much that i didnt say in the tags of the post i made about it (unless tumblr ate those for some reason)

but basically. yeah after jon takes the archivist position he starts seeing elias as jonah (at elias' age, not as like. a corpse in the panopticon). obviously he immediately realises that its jonah bcs, yknow, the guys paintings are everywhere.

i imagine jon's train of thought is something like this:

did my boss get possessed by jonah magnus -> no thats dumb ghosts arent real -> im having a psychotic episode -> surely id be seeing other symptoms -> what the FUCK is happening

so a huge amount of jon's desire to find the truth about the supernatural ends up focused on jonah. initially he's just doing research into the actual guy jonah magnus himself but that doesnt really get him anywhere because its not like jonah was like "dear diary im an eye avatar and im going to start putting my eyes into other people so i can be immortal" so he starts doing research into elias instead. which also turns out to be quite difficult just doing normal research.

luckily, jon and elias are decently friendly with each other (at least in early s1, which this would still be). so surely its not weird to try and make sure your relationship with your boss is positive. thats just common sense thats just cultivating a welcoming workplace environment or whatever. and ofc elias is like

bcs this is objectively great! jons leaning into the eye hes considering breaching elias' privacy to learn more about him and ofc hes flattered that jon is so focused on him in particular. so he allows jon to break into his office and look through his things and he pretends he isnt watching the entire time, and he casually mentions some flaws in his home security to try and spur jon into breaking into his house (which he doesnt. yet.)

they're sort of not-quite-dating - tim might joke about jon going on dates with elias and jon gets very flustered and denies it and elias is a little over affectionate in public just to see how jon reacts, but neither of them have any idea that jon's doing all of this just so he can figure out why his boss is (apparently) the founder of the institute.

then prentiss happens. then they find gertrude's body.

i dont think jon gets as paranoid as he does in canon - hes been less of an asshole since all of his focus has gone into researching elias and trying to figure out what the fuck happened. so while i think he does do some research into the archival crew, its mainly research into gertrude herself, and continuing his research into elias. now with added stalking!

and of course elias still doesnt care about the stalking because hes still 1. very happy jon is taking to the eye so well and 2. flattered that jon is so focused on him to the point of stalking him. in my heart i know elias considers stalking to be a form of flirting

s2 goes generally the same but i want jon to find out about the not-them just a little sooner so i can make him go "holy shit! elias got not-them'd! what the fuck!" of course this is completely incorrect if you know anything about how the not-them works but jon. doesnt.

jon, of course, breaks the table. then he finds out that sasha got not-them'd. then he finds out leitner is alive. then he finds out leitner is dead.

who else does he have to go to? he shows up at elias' home, maybe just minutes after elias finishes cleaning up, because a man has been killed in his office and he didnt do it.

because i am a soft elias truther s3 isnt just manipulation and horrible things happening for jon. horrible things still do happen (elias very much doesnt discourage him from talking to jude perry, or mike crew, for example) and elias is still a bastard but its probably not any significant amount more horrible than canon s3 was.

jon probably spends amounts of time talking to elias about what leitner told him (which is hilarious to elias) and elias (against his better judgement) doesnt tell jon that leitner was lying, but instead asks him questions that may or may not lead him to figuring out the entities. he's curious as to what's going to happen, and he's sure jon likes him enough that showing just a little of what he knows wont tarnish their relationship

i dont have many thoughts beyond that - the confrontation probably goes differently, for example, and maybe jon permanently moves in with elias. i cant decide how much of a corruption arc i should give jon (obviously he ends up much more content with the eye than in canon bcs the eye is sexy but i cant decide if hes pro apocalypse or not) but when jon finds out that elias is jonah hes like "oh i know" and jonah is like what the fuck do you mean

[ennaku-sirri-da]

Not One, but Two Baby Bitches

[ ID: Traditional art showing a crossover between the games Faith and Smile For Me.

The first four are of Michael Davies and Pabit(puppet Habit). They are uncolored and drawn on lined paper.

The first shows Pabit pissed off and barfing teeth with the text in allcaps,’Epic Teeth Barf’ while Michael laughs and mocks him with the text in allcaps,’’You know nothing pendejo!’’

The second is Michael puppeteering Pabit and making him say things. Pabit says, ‘’bla bla Frick jesus bla bla’’. MIchael amusedly says, ‘’ Say Fuck’’ and Pabit replies with a pointed,’’no’’.

The third is Michael smiling, crawling on all fours, while Pabit sits atop him and throws his hands up enjoying himself. He says, ‘’corn-age’’ while Michael says, text in allcaps, ‘’Carnage’’.

The fourth is Michael sitting upright, cross-legged, tears escaping his face as he gives a small smile, saying,’’I feel like a child again’’. Another sketch shows Pabit with Michael’s tears on him, looking confounded and a little scared. He thinks, ‘’I don’t understand...this feeling..?’’

The fifth is a sketch by my friend Mika done in pencil and scribbled over with yellow marker in way of coloring. In here Pabit, Michael and Amy Martin are hanging out and wearing flower crowns. Amy hugs Michael with her regular hands and hugs Pabit, holding him up in the air, with the demonic hand from her face. end ID]

----------talk under the cut!

@askpabit​ this was inspired by your AU and a conversation with my friend Mika!! The last drawing is by her : ) (smiley emote)

We agreed Michael and Pabit could bond over being bastardous children (\affectionate) and kind of...lost? Like Pabit is being put into this whole new everyday life he’s not coping with much, and Michael had to undergo being exorcised which is a turmoil-filled experience as well. I think they both would need lots of time to adjust to peace. Possibly difficult father figures with Garcia and Habit? Also hating John Ward and Flower Kid LMFAO;

 Michael does the Big Swears which Pabit is horrified yet intrigued by because I feel like Pabit’s more a ‘’Dookie head!!’’ kind of boy when cussing FK out

I think they’d piss each other off a lot though but eventually be begrudging kind-of friends

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Also it really gets me that they’re both just kids, in a difficult life. Did you know that if you pause Michael’s animations, you can get an easter egg where he holds his head and shakes it, looking uncomfortable? I see that as him fighting his demon. I think having a toy friend like Pabit could help him.

Here’s a jokey (that one Toy Story song but they’re a little fucked up TM) that I did:

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And when she was lonely

I was there to comfort her

And I knew that she loved me

So the years went by

I stayed the same

But she began to drift away

I was left alone

Still I waited for the day

When she'd say, "CARNAGE!" (Plain text: Carnage!)

They try pranking each other all the time.

Michael loves to crawl out of fuck nowhere and jumpscare Pabit 

[ ID: a GIF where two small cats wave their tails and look at each other before one jumps the other down to the floor. end ID]

Pabit does the like

[ ID: a GIF where a bunch of dolls creepily walk slow on their own, passing by someone who stands up and looks in surprised fear, folding away the paper they were reading. end ID]

..towards Michael but it just makes the binch laugh a ton

They prank John and Amy together sometimes absolutely

[ ID: Official art where a muscular Michael  sneaks up behind an obliviously smiling John. The Martin house is in the BG. ]

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Emotions are hard for both.

They just. Hang out for some reason and keep doing it. They make each other feel something familiar but they don’t know what it is, yet they lean into it anyway.

Being cared about, etc...;w;(crying smiling emote) found family!! Pabit begrudgingly admits that he wouldn’t steal all of Michael’s teeth if he had any...maybe a bicuspid or two though- Pfff its his way of saying he cares

Amy is their joint big sister who cleans up their messes.

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Michael eats a guy in chapter 2 so maybe he’s gross sometimes by bringing pieces of that stuff to show affection. Like a cat bringing you a dead rat but its Human Pieces TM. I’ll say hes gotten better at not murdering them and only tears off itty bits or something 

Hes improving!! Amy’s so proud of him. Him and Pabit trade bits and teeth. Maybe Michael’s really careful one day and brings Pabit teeth from someone. 

Pabit tries to act nonchalant but hes actually super flattered(and a little confused). He eats them slowly and gives Michael a full review about it 

Offers constructive criticism on how to extract them without getting as much of the gums left over. He shares those with Michael. Dude does that uh

[ ID: GIF where a gray sprite runs like its dancing. It looks goofy. end ID]

Celebration dance.

Amy doesn’t get any😔(pensive emoji) but she watches those two playing fondly.

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Amy’s like...older and went through a ton of shit so I bet Michael doesn’t get whats going on with her a lot. He tries to cheer her up using Pabit. They make cool bone and tendon bracelets for her face arm and she’s grossed out but will put up with it this time. Maybe she shows them how to make flower bracelets instead next time LOL

They’re all together in the fields with flower crowns🥺(pleading emoji). Michael feels something wet on his face and he’s like, ‘’Whats this?’’ Pabits like, ‘’That’s tears stupid’’

They tell Amy she looks very pretty with all her new accessories!! She is happy to hear it! She hugs them with her regular hand and her face hand somehow.

John is like ‘’shouldnt we exorcise those three?(unsure) ‘’

and Father Garcia is like ‘’nah hijo let those bitches live’‘(Pats John on the back)

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‘‘Don’t make them feel alone twice.’‘

[jinx-blackout-84]

I dont know if Id go so far as to say that cwil isnt deserving of love and affection. I think he had deep issues and fucked up a lot. He tried to be a better person, failed in a lot of capacities, and ultimately decided that the people he cared abt would be safer and happier without him, which isn't great, but given the fact that the only guy telling him he could change killed himself with a trap Wilbur built like a week prior and Tommy would and did follow him to the worst places I can see where he got the idea

Oh yeah I was I'll definitely go add a tone indicator to that! I can see how that could he confusing or harmful. I was in no way trying to say he isn't deserving of love because of him mental illnesses but more in a "bastard (affectionate)" sort of way :D

[blazenfire223]

[ID in undercut]

Some doodle request things.

[ID 1/6: A more refined traditional doodle request page. To the left of the page is a fully colored Stede holding a book and in his Shakespeareian turtle neck. He has his hand on his hip and he's smiling. There is text pointing to him that says "One of his Best Fits". To the right of the page are small doodles of his head. One of his smirking and two smaller ones of him smiling and slightly miffed. The big head has text that says "Rad Bastard (Affectionate)"

[ID 2/6: A traditional doodle request page. There's a Tardigrade, a worm, a Clicker from The Last Of Us, a small bird, another smaller worm, and a smaller tardigrade.

[ID 3/6: A traditional doodle request page. The top has a purple worm on a string next to a big eyed snake Crowley with text that says "Look like someone?" At the bottom are 2 small doodles of Crowley as a toddler. In one doodle he is holding a small duck plushie and sticking his tongue out and in the other he is just standing with his left hand in his mouth. He is wearing a onesie with duck socks.

[ID 4/6: A traditional doodle request page. The top has Duckly and AziraSwan. They're in a pond and looking at each other lovingly. There's text in the top right corner that says "Don't tell Azirapig." At the bottom of the page is Aziraphale as a cat laying down reading a book. His eyes are half lidded and he's getting sleepy.

[ID 5/6: A traditional doodle request page that's filled almost completely with Garfield. There is a Garfield sitting and looking smug, a colored Garfield smoking weed and looking cool, a small standing Garfield that looks suprised, a Garfield bust of him looking smug, and then just a doodle of a random fluffy cat.

[ID 6/6: A traditional, mostly, doodle request page. The top has a small chibi doodle of Musical! Omens and a normal doodle of Hastur holding a baby doll. The bottom are small doodles of Chibjiq's Reverse Aziraphale, Bun, in bunny form. One doodle is just his cute face and another is of him with a pancake on his head. Storm found that from a reference on Pinterest. /End ID]

[redcandle17]

Cora Reilly’s Bound by Vengeance

I'll admit I initially read this novel just seeking non-con and not expecting much. But oh my God. I got so much more. This story delivered everything my id craved and more!

Cara is the nineteen year old daughter of a high-ranking mobster. Her mother and her friends, who are also the daughters of high-ranking mobsters, live in willful ignorance and consider their menfolk merely businessmen despite knowing that they work for Benedetto Falcone, the head of the mafia in Las Vegas. Cara attends one of Falcone's parties with her parents and notices Growl. Growl is twenty-something in age, Falcone's head enforcer, and only known as Growl or Bastard. She feels attracted to him, and while lost and drunk on champagne, she even introduces herself to him before her mother drags her away.

Growl, meanwhile, knows that Falcone only invites him to parties (invitations he cannot refuse) to provide the other guests with something to gawk at and gossip about. He is Falcone's illegitimate son (though it is not common knowledge who his father is) but he's only regarded and treated as muscle and "a monster" by his father and everyone else.

A few weeks later it's revealed that Cara's father has been stealing from his boss (an automatic death sentence for him and potentially his family) and while her father is in the midst of preparing them to flee, Falcone and several of his men burst into their home. Falcone gives Cara as a gift to Growl (as a deterrent to anyone else thinking of betraying him) before killing her father.

Naturally Cara is deeply upset by everything that's happened. Because of the circumstances and because she's been raised to believe any sex outside marriage is a sin (her mother even shamed her for masturbating) Cara is in emotional turmoil despite enjoying sex with Growl.

Growl has never been loved or treated well by anyone. His mother was a drug-addicted prostitute who didn't abuse him physically but also was never affectionate to him before she was murdered in front of him when he was five years old. He's been abused in one way or another his whole life and he has internalized it to the point that he doesn't think he deserves anything good or even to be treated with basic decency. His only friends are Coco and Bandit, pitbull dogs he rescued from being killed after they got too old to win dog fights.

Although no one's ever been nice or kind to him, Growl tries to be nice to Cara. He buys milk after she says she doesn't drink black coffee. He buys books after she says there's nothing to read in his house. He takes her to visit her mother and to visit her father's unmarked grave after she demands it.

Cara is not immune. The dangerous bad boy + sad damaged boy = Growl is irresistible to her. She both wants to be ravished by him and to comfort him. And he wants to both ravish her and protect her. At the end of Bound by Vengeance he tells her that his real name is Ryan and that he wants to start a new life with her as Ryan Trevisan (AKA an actual person) rather than as Benedetto Falcone’s pet monster Growl. 

Bound by Vengeance has a happy ending for them. But it's their short story in the Born In Blood anthology that truly depicts their happily ever after. Growl accedes to Cara's want for children, despite his fears, and they have two sons. And it is totally adorable to read about him playing with his kids.

[leeyanyanyaaan]

my bestie has a boyfriend....... my bestie has a boyfriend!! AND I HAVE THIS UNEXPLAINABLE URGE TO PUNCH HER BF BC THE THOUGHT OF THE FACT THAT SOMEONE WOOED OVER MY BEST FRIEND IS UNACCEPTABLE!!!(/says in affectionate and overprotective of my beloved bestie)

sigh... but honestly, THESE TWO!! LITERALLY WENT THROUGH THE MOST WEBTOON SLOWBURN ROMANCE EVER BRUH 💀 literally it went from just friends to doing hugs for emotional support comfort to even more intimate hugging borderline cuddles

and then them not having romantic feelings for each other despite everyone shipping them to being emotionally attached to each other and then being confused af abt their relationship (bc obv it was over the line of friendship at that point and then it went to situationship to "intimate relationship w no romantic feelings") and then NOW they suddenly decided that okay were finally calling it dating!!!

AFTER a long series of "why do people ship us we dont even like each other!" plus me helping them try to deny shipping allegations LMAO like idk if its the partially aro in me but if they said they didnt see each other that way then id just agree w them LOL

despite the fact that i, as her best friend, knew abt all their intimacies compared to most others who didnt know (bc the whole cuddling thing was a secret thing of theirs and still is) but still shipped them anyways LOL

although as a writer i did warn them abt how they were quite literally reenacting a typical slowburn romance and that if they were to be written in a story everyone would be shouting at them to kiss already LMAO so yeah even i acknowledged the romantic tension in a way but i just went along w everything and however their relationship developed

so was them starting to date and become a thing a surprise to me? no not at all. the moment my bestie told me she had smth important to tell me and the fact that 95% of our conversation revolves around him i immediately knew what the news was. but does that mean i accept it? NOPE 😃 I AM READY TO COMMIT MURDER AT ANY MOMENT and hes well aware of that too so hes been hiding from me AHAJSMDNMANSKS

but in all seriousness, i am friends w him (like friend of a friend type situation) and he is pretty chill. an honest (altho blunt) guy, so ik he wont be some bastard asshole that could break her heart any time, so im not like actually against their relationship (weve talked abt this before, me and him, when he still didnt think he had feelings for her he asked me the what-if question and if i would genuinely accept them and thats what i told him)

but still, as her best friend, i cant help but feel the urge to murder him because DAMN someone is dating MY BESTIE?! HE IS DATING MY BESTIE?!?!?!?

[iwa-ch4n]

genshin boys reacting to you holding their face like this;

diluc: is slightly confused and a bit stiff but he'll let you. hold him like that for a bit longer and he'll loosen up and melt into a soft smile. definitely starts doing it to you after that

venti: he'll be surprised for a second, but then the adorable bastard giggles (ehe-) but its slightly muffled bc you're squishing his very very squishy cheeks and he's just so cute help

zhongli: soft smile immediately. might remove one of your hands just to hold it and kiss your knuckles. he's so sweet pls-

childe: no listen i just know this man is touch starved but he has no shame and latches on to any affection he gets. closes his eyes and he lowkey looks like a cat thats getting its chin scratched. please stroke his cheek with your thumb. please.

xiao: his first instinct is to pull away, but if you try again he'll let you. will probably mutter something about not getting close to him or useless human rituals or whatever but dont get him wrong, he's enjoying the affection

albedo: i think he would just take it as a kind of greeting? like if you came up to him and held his face like that he'd just look up at you softly and make a little "hmm?" sound as if he's asking what you need. he's so pretty idk about you but id need to take a minute-

bennett: FLUSTERED BABY pls he actually doesnt know what to do with himself. is blushing so hard and doesn't know what to say so he just thanks you??? but he's adorable and it makes you laugh and which will make him absolutely melt and you'll probably end up cuddling

razor: just looks at you slightly confused for a minute but when he realises you're being affectionate he'll like nuzzle into your hand and might try to do it back at some point

chongyun: confused for a second, then he processes whats happening and he is Flustered Baby part 2. less frantic than benny but he can't meet your eyes (unless you grip his face more and make him look at you) and he is definitely overheating pls help him

xingqiu: he takes it very casually bc he absolutely would just do this to you all the time. pulls you in by the waist and gives you a kiss on the nose (kiss him back smh-)

kaeya: does that fuckin chuckle and you end up more flustered than he is. will kiss your wrist and be like "did you need something?" but his teasing smile is softer than usual

scaramouche: pushes your hands away and asks what the hell you're doing. you may have to argue with him a little and hit him with the puppy eyes but eventually he'll just let you do what you want. seems like he's indifferent but he's blushing a little

tags; @youaskedfurret

[ezlebe]

Prompt: Greg finds that he has a certain reaction to Tom's weird affectionate dominance plays - treating him like a dog ("stay", "attack dog", "attaboy"), calling him his favourite slave boy... He has a way of talking down to him while also being encouraging, doting, possessive. Greg desperately wants more of this, but is too shy to ask. Cue a blushing, puppyish Greg trying to show Tom he likes it and angle for more without embarrassing himself tooo much. I <3 your Greg-dyes-his-hair ficlet btw!

“And then I just thought it might be simpler to put it on the cloud? And Roy in IT said that my sign-in came with – uh, with OneDrive privileges, and that it was allowed in the policy, as long as we have the like phone code thing, so I just – I stuck it up there and shared it to both of us. And like Frank.”

“Oh, that’ll be useful,” Tom says, followed by a pair of keyboard strokes in the background, then a low grunt at whatever he might be seeing on the screen. “The bastards on fifteen with their sticky fingers in our little virtual filing cabinets are going to hate it.”

“So like…” Greg shrugs, reshouldering his phone and determined to ignore the obvious recognition from a stiff woman in a pantsuit to his left. “I did good?”

“Yeah, Greg,” Tom says, voice pitching up, a short laugh breaking between his words. “It was good. Good boy.”

Greg feels heat flare across his nose. “Thanks.”

“What are you up to now?”

“Uh, getting coffee,” Greg says, looking around the café with a short chew inside his lower lip, feeling like he’s been in line for half an hour. “Trying, I guess. Do you want something, maybe?”

“Oh, may as well,” Tom says, “Are you at the usual place – do they have the lavender short bread?”

“Ye-” Greg breaks off, inhaling sharp and wincing as a kitten heel digs into his foot. He looks down in shock, watching as pantsuit just… takes the spot in front of him without a word. “Fu-Yeah."

“What just happened?” Tom demands, sounding suddenly more present than he has last few minutes.

Greg lowers his voice, thankful for the sudden hiss of the steamer. “A uh, a lady who I think recognizes me from the hearings is, um…” He shrugs, mostly for himself, and drops his mouth closer to the phone. “Cutting? She like totally stepped on my foot?”

“What the hell – you should shove her back, then,” Tom says, voice rising with protest, then dropping to a somewhat more dismissive scoff. “You were barely even there.”

Greg sighs through his nose, looking timidly away from the woman when she shoots a harsh glance across her shoulder. “Wouldn’t have been at all if you hadn’t lied,” he mutters, reaching up to scratch at the bridge of his nose.

“Greg, I’ve gone over this like fifty times,” Tom says, pointblank, clearly far more over the argument and its cause than Greg, who’ll like never be over it. For real. “It is complimentary, more than anything, you think I had enough thought at all outside deny everything at that point to try to fuck you, specifically, over.”

Greg rolls his lips to cover a reluctant laugh, “So I’m sort of… considered on the same level as like a crime to your like Id, or whatever?”

“You know what, Greg? Yes,” Tom says, decisive, “In the back of my head, I know if I pay you too much attention, I might get charged with something.”

“No, like, I don’t think so,” Greg says, heat crawling up his neck to join his still-flushed cheeks.

“Oh, no?” Tom says, voice lifting with a tease on the other end of the line.

“Yeah, just - um, you can,” Greg says, as he scrubs a hand across his cheek, failing utterly to rid himself of the blush. “Whatever.”

“Such clarity in every statement you make; such brevity,” Tom mocks, followed by the teeny creak of his chair in the background. “It’s like being on the phone with Herodotus himself.”

“Or um, Pliny?” Greg suggests, tucking his arm under his elbow.

Tom goes quiet for a telling pair of beats. “Gregory. Have you been reading under my nose?”

“A little,” Greg admits, scratching across his upper lip with his thumb and trying not to smile.

“You’re so determined to hide your brilliance, sometimes,” Tom says, now ostensibly sincere, no trace of his earlier mocking remaining in his voice.

“It’s just like a couple books,” Greg says, covering his uncontrolled grin a little better with his palm when a kid next to the condiment station sends him a cagey look. “Everyone, you know, reads books.”

“Example A, Greg,” Tom says, vaguely sing-song, then just as swiftly dropping to a ear-searingly coarse tone. “But I know your dirty secret, don’t I?”

“Yeah, you kind of – ” Greg looks up and clears his throat, as he briefly peeks over the unfriendly woman’s shoulder to see paragraphs of drinks in the screen. “I’m at the front, almost, you want a latte or just the cookie?”

“Absolutely,” Tom says, then hums, “And put it all on my card – you still have it?”

“It’s in my phone, but yeah,” Greg says, briefly pressing the button the home button twice to confirm; he actually has… two loaded on his phone, neither strictly approved, but Tom has yet to mind it.

“Good,” Tom says, “You use it. Get yourself a treat, too.”

Greg drags his teeth across his lower lip, glancing toward the display. “What would I like even get?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Tom says, drawing out the thought with a pair of tuts. “Don’t you like their pan au chocolat?”

“Chocolatine?” Greg corrects, idly, then exhales a puff of laughter.

“Do not start again, Greg,” Tom says, followed by a wash of irked static arriving through the receiver. “Get that. But don’t eat it until you come up, you big glut.”

“Okay, sure,” Greg says, shuffling forward, as the other patron finally finishes her order and slides to the side down the bar. He frowns back, this time, when she sends another sharp look over her shoulder, and is placated when she looks forward with a start. “I’ll like be there in a few.”

Tom hums a low farewell. “See you soon. Don’t let any more little people kick you around like a puppy.”

“Uh, I – I’ll try,” Greg says, then drops the phone to his side with an explosive sigh, as the line disconnects.

“Tom?” The barista asks, knowingly, brows wagging as they preemptively start writing Greg’s name in a cup.

“Yeah,” Greg says, looking away slightly while curling a few fingers behind his ear.

*

Tom is scowling hard at something on the computer when Greg passes the translucent wall, but his expression relaxes when he looks up to see Greg opening the door. He stands, but doesn’t approach Greg for the coffee, instead settling at the front of his desk for Greg to bring it to him.

“Did you wait?”

“Yeah,” Greg says, turning the bag to show the tape still untouched on the closure.

“I knew you would listen. Oh, and you wore the new suit,” Tom says, taking the pastry bag with a short jut of his chin and a critical narrowing of one eye, then his evaluating moue melts away into an approving smirk. “Don’t you look sharp. Has anyone flattered you yet this morning?”

Greg shakes his head, as he looks down his front. “No?”

Tom reaches out and tugs gently under the knot of Greg’s tie, distinctly careful not to muss it. “Wrong. I just did.”

Greg huffs his next breath, mouth curving into a small smile while heat burning his ears. “Oh. Uh, thanks.”

[commander-diomika]

[Image ID: Screenshot of a tumblr reply from user @weareallfromearth ​​ saying “Holy shit I would V much like to know what you’d do with ZolfWilde.” End ID]

This was in response to me tag rambling that if Alex “I don’t Actually Have That Much Experience in Courtship” Newall and Ben “I just Realised I’m Too Straight For This” Meredith don’t know what to do with Zolf/Wilde, they should hand the ship over to me. 

*rubs my gay little hands together.*

I initially characterized them offhandedly as Enemies-to-Lovers but that’s not quite it, is it? On reflection I would say it’s more of an Opposites Attract situation.

Oscar Wilde, as re-imagined in the RQG universe, is a homme fatale; a dangerous, attractive man, skilled in encouraging people to underestimate him, wearing different masks, never quite being able to trust or be trusted by anyone.

There is NO personal/professional line for Wilde. He lives his work, and his work is subterfuge and interpersonal manipulation. (whether or not he started this way in his field as a journalist, or was forced to become this way by the changes in his world, is another post.) He is a person who either cares very deeply what people think of him, or is has decided that manipulating what people think of him is the way to get what he wants, and from the outside it makes no difference.

Zolf Smith does not care what people think of him. He isn’t even skilled at being kind and empathetic to people he cares about; he has no time for emotional manipulation or genuine charm. He doesn’t even have a fantastic grasp on his OWN feelings, let alone other people’s. He’s grounded, disinterested in frippery or appearances. Which is why Zolf and Wilde started out so deeply at odds with one another.

Despite the differences in the interpersonal approaches, they have plenty of common ground.

They are both deeply dedicated to a cause. They care about their work to the exclusion of all else. They are both pragmatists who have their own internal moral code, and are willing to bend or break other people’s rules in order to get the job done. They are fundamentally good people. Despite their rocky beginnings, they can respect each other because of these things.

And they might have maintained their mutually disdainful, begrudgingly respectful working relationship and that could have been the sum total... Except then the world fell apart. The Meritocratic organisation was initially compromised, then disintegrated. The blue vein plague isolated everyone and made it even harder to trust supposed allies. The Cult of Hades was on everyone’s ass making their life difficult, the other PCs disappeared off the face of the planet. Zolf and Wilde ended up in a situation where they had no one else they could trust.

Familiarity breeds contempt, but maybe if the contempt is already there, it builds Something Else. Wilde was stripped of his magic in a way that made it much harder for him to keep people at a distance and (pardon the pun) project the illusion of the debonair playboy. Zolf would have had the chance to see through Wilde’s masks, and get a better understanding of what parts of Wilde were a calculated tactic, and what was his genuine self.

Whatever betrayal transpired that gave Wilde his scar and hardened him, Zolf was privy to. He was either there and saw it happen, or he was close enough in the aftermath to see Wilde properly vulnerable for the first time in their friendship. Hell, maybe Zolf was the one who rescued him and patched him up. That was a chance for Zolf to realise that this insufferable man is a friend who he cares about deeply. At this point, he’s cared for awhile, but has been too wrapped up with his own spiritual difficulties to have space to admit that to himself.

And Wilde, oh Wilde, he’s desperate to be seen and known and loved, but he’s never allowed himself. He’s never felt SAFE to. He doesn’t let people get close, treats every conversation as a battle to be won. His safety and his power lies in being admired, but never loved. So even as trust and fondness for Zolf blossoms within him, he won’t for a second allow himself to hope that the fondness is reciprocated

With all that out of the way, this is my version of events.  

Wilde is a slut (affectionate), and Zolf is gray-ace, so if there’s any bridging of that gap in terms of physical intimacy, it has to be from Zolf’s side. Giving canon a tender massage into place, that first instance of Zolf grabbing Wilde by the collar changes. (This happens on the Vengeance after Zolf has taught Wilde to steer the ship). Zolf drags Wilde down to say “I’m glad to see you perked up.” That moment now involves a whiskery kiss on Wilde’s cheek, and the man would be absolutely FLOORED by it.

I’m talking slow-mo glittering lights as Zolf stomps off blushing, unsure what just came over him; Wilde touches his cheek in bewilderment for a stretched moment before realising he’s completely agog, and he let go of the wheel for a dangerous length of time. Every interaction, every moment they’ve spent together over the last two years is flashing before Wilde’s eyes and a new context is being applied rapid fire. I’m talking the italacised oh kind of moment.

(on top of Zolf being witness to The Betrayal, throw some other moments of almost-intimacy into said flashbacks. I’m talking late nights, Zolf doing his gruff-yet-kind caretaker thing, cooking for Wilde, maybe sharing quiet and rare downtime with Zolf reading a Campbell novel on a couch in Wilde’s office)

Wilde is realising, “Oh this is allowed, oh this is reciprocated, this is possible.”

And of course they don’t talk about it, because what’s a slowburn if they immediately go and TALK about their feelings? No, the kiss goes completely unremarked upon, and Wilde continues to needle and tease and get under Zolf’s skin, except now with an added warmth in his eyes because he finally gets it. He finally understands that Zolf cares, that Zolf loves him, he’s just not the kind of dwarf that knows how to express it.

And Zolf, frustrated by feelings he can’t express but is beginning to understand, can hear the undertone of “haha, you looooove me,” shining through Wilde’s deliberate antagonism. They continue their time on the Vengeance just a little easier and closer to one another.

And we continue on to the death/resurrection arc, and Wilde’s spirit pushes for Zolf to open up about his feelings, because if not when he’s literally past death’s door, then when? When Zolf finally manages his “I need you,” it’s like a dam has broken for both of them. The second collar-grab and “We’ll go on a holiday or somethin’,” is now followed by a full kiss on the lips, not particularly erotic but passionate, (it’s the epitome of kissing someone to shut them up) and Wilde makes a surprised and delighted squeak that he would be glad he can’t quite remember when he returns to land of the living.

Once returned, Wilde might not remember everything that his spirit said or did, but he remembers the kiss. The comfort and ease that the two of them share in 179 (Eat Drink and Be Merry) is there, only instead of the two characters still being in a place of questioning their feelings for one another, it’s been answered.

Whether or not this relationship is sexual in nature is kind of up to you and what kind of fan works you like to read/write. I think there are wonderful scenes to be written an explored in many directions.

Wilde allowing himself to enjoy sex for intimacy and closeness instead of using it as a tool/ Zolf not being one for sex but Wilde’s never slept more soundly than when he’s being held in Zolf’s arms/ Zolf realising that the unfamiliar feeling he’s been struggling to express is the desire to rail Wilde til he cries/ Wilde realising that if his partner doesn’t want it from him, he’s actually quite content without sex/ The two of them being mean, antagonistic bastards to each other while fucking but Make It Kink (of the trusting and RACK kind). There really isn’t a single bad interpretation.  

So really, I’m not doing anything different with them other than reading between the lines, giving canon a little nudge, and sticking the landing. This isn’t to disparage the concept of queer platonic partners. (I’ve got one!) or to talk shit about Ben or Alex (I DO respect their craft).

It’s just to say I find these two characters , and everything they’ve been through, PAINFULLY romantic, tropey, and delightful. I’m looking forward both to how Ben and Alex play the QPP, the fanworks I’m gonna read and hopefully write, and the inevitable tragedy that you KNOW Alex is gearing up for.

[lefthandedbastard]

insert ask game emoji here im too lazy to go copy it. wait i literally have it on my keyboard wait

♧ <- i think it was that one

hiiii

Hiii kaine catkiss

You’re my: Images™ mutual. Ough good images

How I met you: i wanna say it was one of those posts that freddie blew up that led to more interactions with etho people and i discovered the ethogirl side of tumblr

Why I follow you: mentally insane <3 yas

Your blog is: a trainwreck (affectionate)

Your URL is: betrayal (you dare denote him to a stair????? sobs dramatically)

Your icon is: accurate to your energy

A random fact I know about you: uhhhm. bro why is this one so hard istg. Was it you or bastard who was high and sad about kakashi from minecraft i cant remember

General opinion: one of the best blogs on here id say. Good work champ

A random thought I have: you infected me with the ^_^ emoji

[scalproie]

Megatron for the ask game :)

My favorite thing about them: loser (affectionate). Also Big Sexy.

My least favorite thing about them: I would LOVE to feel normal about IDW Megatron one day

My favorite canon relationship: Im a very boring person so of course its whatever he has going on with Optimus. I like characters when theyre equals. Oh forgiving who you are for what you stand to gain just know that if you hide it doesnt go away and so on and so forth yknow? ALSO with Starscream comes at a very close second because its like 45% the comedy of G1.

My favorite non-canon relationship: with Perceptor because tumblr user Quinn Primewars is being the funniest genius about it

The sexuality I headcanon for them: sexuality isnt really a thing on cybertron, he can kinda get with whoever he wants. or more accurately whoever wants him HA!

What I’d do if I could spend the day with them: bastard kidnapped me to have the upper hand against the autobots in his latest scheme and Im fucking laughing at how pathetic he and the decepticons are in their base. Or alternatively Id give him poetry recs from my yearning tag I feel he would like them

Random fact about them I like: Last canonical appearance of Megatron in one show is him officiating a beatboxing match and then hes gone forever. Hysterical. ALSO IN THE SAME SHOW THEY END AN EPISODE WITH HIM SAYING "there will be no peace, Prime, we're LEAVING >:(" AND THE VERY NEXT EPISODE IT OPENS WITH MEGATRON CALLING OPTIMUS LIKE "pwease Pwime come save us🥺". HYSTERICAL. also in another show he did drugs once.

[dolokhoded]

TWO!!! THINGS !!!!! maybe three ill see as i go

1. im currently reading war and peace and i am Enjoing it and i love your blog you seem like a cool person with whom id enjoy being friends

2. for the chARACTER GAME if you're still doing that could you please do either andrej because i despise him (affectionate) or denisov because i love him ??

i hope you have the most beautiful day keep on being Cool and Amazing

also last thing as an aroace i LOVE your headcanons and i want to say that andrej is aroace as well methinks

farewELLLLL

1) that is so sweet of u ty you also seem real cool !!!!!!

(also aroace andrei methinks yes.........)

2) I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE I HAVE SO MUCH IN MY HEAD ABOUT THEM LETS FUCKING GOOOOO ok let's do BOTH also this prob has 534967569 typos because i didn't spellcheck it because im lazy

andrei

Sexuality Headcanon: oh i never thought of it actually? i mean i ship him with women and men so def not straight lol. bi? bi. bi. on the aro spectrum definitely but not strictly aromantic.

Gender Headcanon: idk probably like,,, man. he seems like man. cis or trans idc he is man.

A ship I have with said character: andrasha his one redeeming trait (always keeping in mind i have mentally aged most women in the book by five years and aged down most men by five years) and then andrierre,,,,,, g ar b a g e. i love them.

A BROTP I have with said character: i guess i can say pierre although they were very clearly gay,,,, his relationship with marya is something i'd like to see more i like sibling dynamics and i got really hyped whenever they had like a Sibling Moment.

A NOTP I have with said character: andrei/lise i suppose, he just treated her like shit and she deserved better

A random headcanon: very touch starved. extremely so. will not initiate any physical contact himself because y'know he is Strong and Manly and thinks we're all stupid and worthless but if you touch his hair he will literally be at your mercy.

General Opinion over said character: bastard man fuckin IDIOT literally did not deserve a single good thing that happened to him. but also he's just like me fr. also i like to talk about this, but andrei was DEFINITELY a character written to die. from the moment he appeared in the story i was like yeah this bitch is dying. i genuinely think that he wouldn't be as good (and good i mean like well structured) of a character if he had lived. and then i also have a LOT to say about how SHIT his death was written but,,, anyways !

denisov

Sexuality Headcanon: idk. def likes men. maybe women too? definitely fruity that he never got married. idk i'm not good at,, labelling people as you may have noticed.

Gender Headcanon: NONBINARY VASKA DENISOV HAVE I NOT TALKED ENOUGH ABOUT THIS???? DO I NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT MORE BECAUSE I WILL !!!!!!!!

A ship I have with said character: denisov/nikolai,,,, denisov/nikolai. there is a bit of a power imbalance at the start i'm not gonna lie to you but i feel like it,, kind of evens out throughout the story.

A BROTP I have with said character: once again the denisov/dolokhov/nikolai friendship is a real fun one. denisov as petya's cool mentor was rlly cute as well "where WERE you i've been worried SICK omg petya". he's so funny.

A NOTP I have with said character: denisov/natasha i guess idk

A random headcanon: denisov definitely knows music. i don't know what he plays but he plays something. also a sad one lol, AND BOOK SPOILERS BC YOU MENTIONED YOU'RE CURRENTLY READING THE BOOK AND IDK WHERE YOU ARE EXACTLY THAT'S A PRETTY BIG SPOILER, when petya died he avoided nikolai and the rostovs for so long because he just felt so guilty that he couldn't keep him safe. at some point he found himself in the same place as nikolai and that's when it becamse really clear that he was avoiding him and nikolai was like ayo what the fuck, and they had a nice talk about it, and eventually it all went well.

General Opinion over said character: he is my FAVORITE he is the BEST i love him,,, so so much. such a good little guy.

[beelsnack]

Let's Continue This Elsewhere - Commission for mc-reborn (NSFW)

Alright, first batch of commissions is done! This one is for mc-reborn (who Tumblr isn't letting me tag for some reason) featuring their adorable MC Stiina. They wanted an NSFW continuation of the Devilgram "Buffing Up Belphie." They were amazingly patient with me because it took me 84 years to get this done, so thank you so much for commissioning me!! ^^

I'm still open for commissions, if anyone is interested! You can check out all of my info here!

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“...Please say it.”

Stiina could feel the roughness of the tree bark through her cardigan as Belphegor backed her against it. The demon’s hands settled next to her head, and she could faintly hear his almost-claws digging into the tree as he leaned in closer. His breath fanned out across her face, and she could smell the mint of his toothpaste combined with the chocolate she had snuck him while Beel let them take a quick break.

“...I want a kiss.” he muttered, eyes flicking down to her lips.

It wasn’t like Belphie hadn’t been obvious about what he wanted the whole time they were making their way through the forest. There had been a few times when Stiina thought he was going to pounce on her, but he waited until they were far enough into the forest that Beel wouldn’t be able to track them down. Sometimes she just needed the confirmation that she wasn’t imagining things, that Belphie wasn’t just humoring her.

He made a soft sound of surprise in the back of his throat when Stiina cupped his jaw and brought their lips together. It was chaste, and probably not what Belphie had been after. Her suspicions were confirmed when she pulled away to see the childish pout on his face.

“Hey,” he huffed. “I was going to kiss you first.”

Stiina giggled. “Sorry.”

Belphie bumped their noses together affectionately. “Fine, it’s my turn now.”

One of his hands slipped behind her head, preventing her from smacking it against the tree as he kissed her. Just like everything else about the demon, Belphie’s kisses were full of quiet intensity. It was hard to imagine the Avatar of Sloth doing anything passionately, but Stiina couldn’t think of another way to describe the way his mouth moved against hers. He kissed her like she was the air he needed to breathe.

“Mm…” he mumbled as they broke apart, licking his lips. “I’m taking the driver’s seat today...you better be ready for a wild ride.”

“You don’t usually take the initiative.” Stiina raised an eyebrow at him, but he just shrugged before leaning down to mouth at the sensitive spot where her neck and shoulder met. A shiver ran up her spine, and she could feel him smirk against her skin.

“We’ll call this a thank you for sticking with me all day,” he nosed at her jaw, urging her to tilt her neck to give him more room. “I think the only one who actually wanted to be there was Beel.”

“He did seem to be enjoying himself.”

“If it was anyone other than him I would think they were trying to torture me.”

Belphie’s hands dropped from their position on either side of her head to squeeze her waist. She squirmed, making a noise that was somewhere between uncomfortable and surprised. She knew she wasn’t exactly a supermodel, and she kept waiting for a snide comment about her weight. It wouldn’t be the first time.

“If you overthink any harder, smoke will come out of your ears.”

She jumped. “Sorry…!”

“I’ve told you already,” Belphie murmured, lips hot against her neck as he pulled her closer by the hips. “Whatever hangups those silly little humans had about your body don’t bother me in the slightest.”

He broke away from her throat to kiss her properly, and she forced herself to relax as he softly ran the tips of his nails against the dip of her hips. Old habits died hard.

“Don’t worry,” Belphie smirked, backing away just enough to speak. “You won’t be thinking of anything besides me for a while.”

Stiina pouted. “You’re not allowed to be that smooth.”

“Why not?”

“Because I can’t be, so it gives you an unfair advantage!”

He laughed softly, gently dragging the tips of his nails along the dip of her waist. “A demon taking advantage of a poor, innocent human. Tale as old as time.”

“True as it can be~”

“I’m not singing Beauty and the Beast with you.”

“Boo,” she giggled, squirming around as his hands traveled up beneath her shirt. “Knock it off, that tickles.”

“Hm, that’s not quite the sensation I’m going for.” His voice had got husky. “The shirt’s in the way.”

It took a minute for Stiina to realize what he was implying. “Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.”

“What?” Belphie wasn’t the most patient demon, so she wasn’t surprised when he got a little huffy with her. “You were all in a second ago.”

“Well, for one, we just spent the day working out with your beast of a twin, so both of us are sweaty and gross.”

“As opposed to how squeaky clean we’re going to be afterwards?”

“Belphegor!”

“Fine, fine,” he backed up to let her push herself off of the tree, but almost immediately laced their fingers together. “But we’re going to your room. I don’t want Beel bursting in.”

The hot water felt good on Stiina’s sore muscles. After the adrenaline had worn off, she felt like she had been hit by a truck. Even her hair hurt.

...And there were leaves in it. Courtesy of Belphie being an impatient bastard.

After finally detangling the last leaf from her curly brown hair, she sighed, letting her arms drop. She was going to ache for days.

She reached over to load up her wash cloth with strawberry-scented body wash and got to work. The soapy water came away brown from all of the dirt and sweat, and she grimaced. Yeah, a shower had definitely been a good idea.

Suddenly, she heard a noise. It was hard to figure out what it was over the sound of the shower. It happened again, slightly louder this time. She only realized what it was after the locked bathroom door swung open.

“Will you stop picking my locks, please?”

“I didn’t pick the lock,” Belphie’s silhouette appeared on the shower curtain. She couldn’t see, but she would bet any amount of money that he was smirking like a little shit right now. “I opened it was your student id card.”

“Still technically picking it!”

The shower curtain slid open, causing Stiina to yelp and drop her wash cloth. There stood Belphie, completely naked. And smirking, called it.

“Are we going to argue semantics right now?” he stepped into the shower behind her, closing the curtain behind him.

“Seriously, Belphie?”

“I couldn’t wait,” he hummed, sliding his arms around her waist until she was pressed against his chest. “You were taking too long.”

“I’ve only been in here for, like, five minutes.”

“You’re lucky I didn’t jump you on the way here.”

“Absolutely feral.”

She felt his grin against the back of her neck. “You love it.”

Stiina spun around in his grip. There was alway one sure-fire way to get the demon to shut up.

He moaned softly as she cupped the back of his head to bring him in for a kiss. He loosened his grip around her waist to bring his hands around to her ass. He used his grip to bring their bodies flush together, and she gasped into his mouth.

“I’m really worked up,” Belphie murmured. “Maybe it’s the adrenaline.”

“Or it could be that your totally naked girlfriend is making out with you in the shower.” Stiina shot back.

“I guess that might have something to do with it.” he laughed, dragging the knuckles of one hand down the side of her face in a surprisingly sweet gesture. “You do make me feel strange things, after all.”

“Like what?”

“Warm and fuzzy things,” his hand continued to trace itself down her body, grazing over the sensitive spot on her neck. She shivered. “Things that demons probably shouldn’t be allowed to feel.”

“Oh, now who has hang-ups - ah!”

His hand had made his way down to her breasts, long thumbnail flicking at one of her nipples. “Don’t ruin the moment.”

“Jerk.” She was smiling.

His hand continued it’s journey south, rubbing a soothing circle against the crease where her hip met thigh. Then, finally, his index finger slipped over to her entrance.

She sighed, eyes fluttering. For all of her talk, she was pretty worked up as well, and Belphie’s words made everything that much sweeter. He could be nice when he wanted to.

“Belphie…” she exhaled, looping her arms around his shoulders like they had been in the forest. Again, they met for a kiss, tongues twisting together as Belphie slid another finger inside of her. Both of them were panting, and she could feel his dick become very interested against her.

He hooked his fingers at just the right angle and she whined into his mouth. He swallowed her noises like they were a sweet drink, pressing against her clit just this shy of too hard. In a vain attempt to get him to hurry up, she rolled her hips against him.

“And you say I’m impatient?” he broke away from her mouth with a wet pop, an impish grin on his face.

“You’re insufferable, is what you are.” she panted. “Please, Belphie, come on.”

“Well, since you said please…”

He reversed their positions so she was the one pressed up against the shower wall. From this position, the ceiling light shined from behind him, giving him a halo and making him seem like the angel he used to be a few millennia ago. For a moment, she was struck by just how beautiful he was.

“You’re staring.”

“You’re pretty.”

He looked surprised, a blush dusting across the tops of his cheeks. “...hm.”

Belphie leaned down to kiss her again, softly and gently, as he lined himself up with her entrance. He was breathing heavily, and Stiina could feel his core muscles tensing and flexing as he tried to resist the urge to thrust into her with wild abandon

She internally snorted. ‘Demons can’t resist temptations,’ my ass.

Little by little, he inched his way into her until he was buried up to the hilt. Neither of them could tell what was sweat and what was water, but they were both so flushed and turned on that the steam in the bathroom very well could have been coming off of their skin.

“I’m...moving now.”

And that was all the warning she got before he pulled almost completely out and slammed in.

He set a brutal pace from the get go. Turns out that the Avatar of Sloth can be very enthusiastic during certain activities. But, there was one problem that was making itself very apparent: their height difference. Belphie was by no means the tallest of his brothers, but that still made him one of the taller people Stiina had ever met.

“...damn it…” he growled. She whimpered when he pulled out, but there was a method to his madness. He grabbed the backs of her thighs and hoisted her up, pinning her to the wall with his torso. She had no choice but to wrap her legs around his hips, and they were back in business. Looks like the workouts were paying off.

The shift in angle was exactly what they both needed, and Belphie returned to thrusting into her with vigor. “Mm...nngh…!”

“B-Belph--a-ah!” She bit her lip almost hard enough to draw blood, and he dropped his head into the crook of her neck. His hips were stuttering, and each of his breaths was ending on a little moan.

His stomach tensed, and he bit down hard into the junction between her neck and shoulder as he came. She followed not too far behind, fingernails leaving long red scratches on his shoulder blades as she sought something to anchor her. She threw her head back almost hard enough to knock herself out when it hit the wall.

For a few moments, there was nothing but the sound of their labored breaths and the shower. Eventually, the afterglow faded and Belphie pulled out, releasing Stiina’s legs. She slumped back against the wall and the two of them slid down to sit on the floor. Belphie practically melted in her lap.

“...I think you left a mark.” she finally murmured, carding her fingers through his wet hair.

“Good. Show it off.”

“Absolutely not.”

“No fun,” he smirked, before his sense of touch returned and he shivered. “The water’s gone cold.”

“Turn it off, then.”

“You do it.”

“Then get off of me.”

“Don’t wanna.”

“You are such a brat,” Stiina grumbled, just barely managing to stretch over and shut the water off. As soon as it stopped, Belphie stood from her lap.

“Really?”

“Yup.”

She sighed, letting her body rest heavily against the wall as Belphie went rooting around in her cupboards for a clean towel. “You know, I think this endurance training is paying off.”

“Yeah?”

“You never would have been able to hold me up during sex like that before.”

Belphie paused, eyes widening briefly before that familiar sly grin spread over his face.

“Guess I’ll have to keep at it then.”