#it was so nice and intimate and caring and loving and hot and honest

[timecrack]

little rant incoming

[silentcryracha]

❍ ‗ Showering with Bang Chan ‗ ❍

Pairing : Bang Chan x f reader

Summary : chapter one of a cute standalone miniseries. It's what it says in the title

Genre/ Warnings : scenario/imagine/headcanon, drabble, nudity and suggestive themes involved but no smut fluff, literally ONE angst word, domestic!, channie best boyfriend idc

Word count : 500

A/n : none

ps: There could be grammar errors. Do NOT repost on other socials. Leave feedback if you feel like it, otherwise enjoy! ♡︎

masterlist

series masterpost

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Imagine showering with Chan. It could either go very chill or very *exciting*. Usually starts with the first and follows with the second BUT- just in general it would be such an intimate time. The possibilities are endless to be honest.

You came to a certain point in your relationship in which you were a hundred percent comfortable with each other. And most importantly loved doing things for each other!

"Can you massage in the conditioner for me?" "Of course baby"

You'd both help the other, moving your hands up and down each other's bodies, often giving small massages and relaxing the tense muscles. Chan especially just melts whenever you touch him, two of his favorite spots bing his neck and shoulders.

"Oh my Gosh that hurts so good" he whines as your fingers work his aching neck, basically turned marble from being bent over a laptop all day.

"It hurts or it's nice, which one is it?" you tease him, chuckling. He groans slightly, almost too gone to even answer.

"Shush. Mmh, both. I don't know, just keep going" his head first leaning forward then back, almost touching your shoulder.

You'd relax together, getting all soapy and wet under the hot water. Sometimes just lazily hugging and making out, losing track of time.

"We should get out, it's getting so hot I think I may pass out" you murmur against his swollen lips. He starts kissing your neck instead, humming.

"You flatter me too much" it takes you a second to let sink in what he just said, but when it did, you lightly slapped his naked shoulder, snorting a laugh.

"Stupid" he smiled, chuckling cheekily, and you could literally feel it on your skin.

Sometimes it was a matter of saving time instead of having fun, though. Maybe one morning you were both running late so while he was shaving you were also shaving, or washing your hair. Or vice versa honestly.

And other times again you even had small arguments while showering. Nothing really major because it wasn't exactly appropriate to pour out your feelings while being literally naked and wet, but a few times it did happen.

It usually either ended up being interrupted and finishing once you were both dry and ready to go at each other, or literally be the calming moment you needed to clear things up.

"I'm sorry if i was an asshole earlier" he rests his forehead on the nape of your neck, wrapping his arms around you. You sigh, placing your hands on his jointed ones.

"I know you're very stressed" you start, turning your head to the side searching for his, "But thanks for the apology nonetheless"

"I love you", he nuzzled his nose on your cheek.

"I love you too" you pecked him on the lips as a confirmation you forgave him.

Anyways lots of cuddles and massages and kisses and stuff!! Chan king of caring for his partner 100% <3

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[sevsdollette]

pool day with sevika headcannons

i’m at the pool rn and all i’m thinking about is her

contains: not much to warn about. implications of smut but none actually. some kissing and touching but that’s it. just cute modern au sev at the pool :)

MDNI and men go away

sevika doesn’t really like the pool, but she’ll come with you if you beg her. to be honest, her favorite part is seeing you in your bikini. she’ll stall getting ready just so she can watch you undress and put on that suit (that’s essentially just your underwear) but she’s allowed to see you in public with it

when the two of you were at the store to get your swimsuits, she made sure you knew her opinion before purchasing anything. she liked dark suits with a lot of complicated strings. it made her think of when she tied you up at night. if you’re self-conscious about any part of yourself, she puts that first, insisting that you still look gorgeous in something more modest. though, she’ll make sure you know that she loves all of you no matter what.

she wears swim shorts and a swim tank, maybe a bikini top if it’s really hot. maybe if the two of you have your own pool she’ll come out in a bikini set. it’s a rare treat that you savor. a simple black set with ties taught around her muscles. if your backyard is private enough, you’ll tease her by pulling out the knots.

she doesn’t go in the water. if we’re in the arcane universe, i doubt she’d be able to swim. but in a modern au, she just doesn’t really care. in your backyard, she’ll bring out a cold beer and relax as you do laps or tan beside her.

she loves to help you with your sunscreen. it’s probably her second favorite part. she’ll take extra care in rubbing your lotion, insisting that she “just has to” get that handsy with your breasts and ass to ensure you don’t burn. she’ll rub it into your back and you’ll lean your head back on her shoulder. she’ll smile and kiss your forehead before telling you to sit forward again.

tan lines? she’s all about them. that sun-kissed look over your shoulders and belly, but the pale cutouts over your breasts and pussy. she needs to kiss over every edge. there’s something so intimate about it. like she knows where everyone else can see and just how much more she can.

maybe, just maybe you could get her in the water. if you’re annoying enough, she gives in just to have you shut up. she doesn’t really know what to do in the water. she just stands there and, when you come close enough, she’ll grab you and hold you.

she doesn’t like a pool, but she can’t get enough of the hot tub. she’ll have the two of you in it whenever she pleases. she’ll make it nice, pour you some cold wine, and get herself some whiskey. she’ll practically have you in her lap and you relax and talk about your day. it helps her relax after work. she’ll rest her nose into the crook of your neck and enjoy your company.

if you have low iron, low blood pressure, or something that makes you light-headed easily (i do), she’s always extra careful to have you drinking enough water, eating something salty, and standing behind you after a long swim. the sun is a bitch and she’s seen you get dizzy before. it scared the shit out of her, so she’s always there just in case.

at the end of your pool day, she’ll help you get everything pack up and take you home. of course, she’s right beside you in the bathroom, helping you until your bikini and get into the shower. she’ll rinse out your hair and kiss just below your ear. you’re tired after a day in the sun, so she’ll be your best helper in trying to relax.

all dried off and happy, she will insist that there’s no use in getting dressed. it’s a hot summer day after all. though, this always ends with her ulterior motive. after all, you’ve been teasing her all day with that bikini. this time after was what she had been waiting for.

tag list:

@archangeldyke-all, @cacston, @sevsarm, @sevsbaby @maneskinwh0re

[nozunhinged]

My Top 5 BL Kisses of Jan (& Feb) 24 + why

Okay, okayyyyy I'm doing this, no backing out. I offically accept that analyzing kisses takes up so much of my brainspace that I can write about it — so here it goes. I'M NOT HIDING ANYMORE BUT OWNING UP TO IT! (lol, chill)

Last year I complained that I didn't get a single perfect kiss since I started watching BL TV shows (until PhayaTharn turned up) and now we're not even a quarter into the new year and I already got FIVE I'm absolutely in AWE about!! FIVE!!

I don't know if it's the actors, directors or coaches who upped their game (probably all of them) but hot damn, all of these are beautiful.

And don't ask me why I'm into kiss-acting so much I have no fucking clue, my first guess is that it's an artform in itself to make this amazing, wonderful, intimate form of touching look as beautiful as it feels — bc let's be honest here, irl kissing rarely looks pretty no matter how great it is! So I think it's just dope when you can see this beauty translated on screen.

So I guess this is peak romance genre for me and with that being said, enough talking, lets get to the kissykissies!

5. TenPrem - Cooking Crush EP. 11

I have to be honest with you, I was a bit confused by the kissing in this show. The tippytoe kiss was cute as heck but we all saw how Off AND Gun awkwardly blinked because they probably had to stay like that for a looooong time. It took the whole magic out of the whole first-kiss-moment. Same with the forced in, reshot makeout-scenes. But the kiss in the kitchen? Looks like they FINALLY got to show what they got.

Ten gently pulling Prem closer, them smoothly moving against each other, Ten closing in even more, the slightly open-mouthed kiss with their lips perfectly caressing each other, Ten with a bit more force, Prem with a bit more heat resulting in the perfect mix...Loved it, mwah.

4. PromNont - Playboyy EP. 12

They are my one Playboyy-couple where I'm like "if they don't end up married and running Playboyy together, starting the revolution of well-payed, insured and safe sex workers I'm gonna riot" even though I know this show will not end nicely for ANYONE.

Anyways, this kiss. Holy smokes they had so many good scenes but this one took the cake. Not just the sheer length of it (but still with perfect timing and breaks).

The slightest suck on Nonts upper lip, Prem literally making Nont sway, Nonts hidden desperation for Prom surfacing from his lips, them slowly but surely turning up the heat and last but not least, Prom grabbing Nonts face just to lean against him...UGH THEM!

(I made those)

3. Myungha & Yeowoon - Love for Love's Sake EP 8

I know I'm not alone in how this show swept me off my feet and hit me right in the feels. But I've gotta say, this kiss hit completely different. Again they kissed for so long but not a single moment felt wasted. It felt like their whole story put in a single kiss. And — I mean that in the most loving and positive way possible — they kissed so amazingly gay. Do you know what I mean?!

There's just this level of love, care and happiness that only queer couples can convey. Sprinkled with a hint of tongue (I saw that Yeowoon 👀) — they absolutely nailed it.

2. AlanJeff - Pit Babe EP. 11

The kiss that made me consider doing this post in the first place. I saw them and shouted THIS IS PERFECT just to realize that I did this a few weeks ago already and it made me spiral a little. In the best way possible because I felt truly blessed once again to have discovered the genre of BL in their golden era!

Because this right here is how you nail an open mouthed kiss my friends. Take notes BL producers. Put this in your textbooks! They both go at the same rythm (slow, careful but so, so loving JUST LIKE THEIR RELATIONSHIP UGH) and same level of touch so their lips caress each other perfectly. Furthermore, Alan knows exactly how to meet Jeff which is also a PERFECT EXTENSION OF HIS CHARACTER! Alan leads, Jeff follows but they meet perfectly and equally. TEN OUT OF TEN NO NOTES!

1. PhayaTharn - The Sign EP. 9

I don't understand the meaning of the "Roman Empire"-thing but I think if I say they are mine, I am correct because they will be the end of me and that's what that means right? I may be biased AF but objectively speaking, this is just an insanely well acted-out scene, PERIOD! And we all know it's thanks to Billybabes out-of-this-world-chemistry!

Phayas desperation translated into this gorgeous lip-clash, so much yearning but softness at the same time but what really got to me was how Tharn immediately melted after their lips touched, how he immediately opened up to him and got completely overwhelmed by Phayas feelings. Chapeau to Babe for showing so much range in a single second. My favorite kiss of the whole series ❤️

I also just realized all these kisses have one thing in common....hands on faces lol.

Well that was fun peeps, thanks if you made it until the end!

[lutawolf]

My Personal Weatherman and the D/s element Ep 8

It's the last episode. I'm excited and sad. For those that haven't read my other episode break-downs, they can be found here.

The side eye that Yoh gives Segasaki is wonderful. So full of WTF.

First, let me explain that sub scared is not the same as scared scared. For some, that uncertainty and fear isn't something they want to escape from. Never once do you see Yoh truly fight. Let's be honest, homeboy is being sweet, pretending that a shirt could really keep him tied up.

Segasaki is laying down the guidelines. Ahh, and then he realizes that he doesn't want a slave. He's back tracking. This is good evolution for an organic D/s relationship. See how loose that shirt is when Yoh grabs Segasaki. That thing is threatening to come undone on its own.

Ohhh not only is Yoh agreeing to the guidelines, but they are communicating. Nice. Same Segasaki, same. That's exactly how I would describe myself. Aww, the shy cute baby making a move on his Dom. But damn does his Dom like it.

See! See! What did I say about subs? They like that feeling that is like, right before a roller rolls down. Damn, this is hot. Segasaki knows Yoh likes it. Yoh is being a little brat, giving that typical push back because he likes the no, but he's being careful to not push too much because he doesn't want Segasaki to actually stop.

See doesn't really want him to stop.

Yoh trying to explain or understand, but Dom's protective instincts have been activated. His sub baby is sick.

OMG! Mickey and Minnie are the best! "Try to use more thought in forming your words." DEAD!

Segasaki's smile! He is so happy to finally understand what Yoh needs from him. Bless it, though, his man is dense. 🤣🤣🤣 Welcome to my life Segasaki, welcome to my life. My man is so fucking smart but so fucking dense. But they are ours, right.

He is cooking curry and it looks awful! 🤣🤣🤣

Segasaki is setting up more guidelines! Even talking reward! This is so cute!

Oh!!! Okay, so this may be confusing to some. Segaski asking Yoh to wait for him at the door and greet him when he get home, but this is actually a big thing to many Doms. Let me explain. So, the Dom of the house returning home, it's a significant part of everyday life. When the Dom returns home and closes the door, the D/s couple, who are often not public, can truly be themselves. It’s an important moment to help activate the subservient role, reconnect with each other, and reinforce the dynamic. It's an intimate bond building moment for both parties.

You are seeing it in action. Both parties are getting their needs met and creating a stronger bond. A relationship if not nurtured becomes mundane but with this small thing, you remind each other of how important you are to one another. It's saying, I will put in the effort because I care, value, and respect you. Imagine receiving that message from your loved one every day.

Then the curry. Ahhh, Segasaki is so happy. These two worked a lot of things out. I loved watching it. And now we've come to the end. I'm gonna go re-watch because I love it! I hope you guys enjoyed this. Thank you for taking the time to read it. Hit me up if you have any questions. 💜💜💜

[astro-pioneer]

Hello! Nice to meet you!

Could I request Kaveh, Ayato, and Zhongli's s/o telling them "You're not royalty, but you are the ruler of my heart!"?

king of my heart!

not being royalty doesn’t concern him when he’s a ruler in your eyes (and heart). 『kaveh, ayato, zhongli』

kaveh!

All Kaveh did after the Interdarshan Championship was mope, and it was starting to aggravate Alhaitham. In his eyes, it made no sense to be upset about something you did yourself, but he knew that sharing his thoughts to the blond would do nothing but cause him to start a petty argument that only he's involved in. He doesn't know how you deal with him most of the time, if he's honest.

Luckily you invited Kaveh over to your house. It was mostly to help Alhaitham more than your boyfriend. "You know," you started while at the stove, "the things you did were very noble." His head perked up from where he was setting a plate at the table. "Sure, you don't have that insane amount of wealth that was promised or were able to parade in the diadem, but who cares? You're great in my eyes, and you don't need the money or crown of a king to rule my heart."

Sniffles sounded from behind you before his arms were wrapped around you, his pretty face damp with tears. "Oh, you're so lovely! Where would I be without you?" You extinguished the fire in front of you before moving away from the hot metal on the burner. You didn't want to reply and stuck to comforting him, but he'd probably still be moping on the couch in Alhaitham's house until he got sick of it and locked the blond out.

ayato!

He was known to be the head of the Kamisato Clan, used to working more behind the scenes for the more draining issues regarding the nation. However, even though that was the role he preferred to play, it was not hard to see that the male wished to be recognized for his accomplishments.

Ayato allowed you to hear his thoughts late one night. He clarified that no, he does not regret any choices that got him in this position. That'd basically be saying that he regrets every moment he experienced while being in this position. That'd basically be saying he regrets ever meeting and falling in love with you. He also spoke about Ayaka being the main public affairs leader and that he doesn't wish to have her role either (he was also told by multiple people that he can be seen as a little intimidating with how he does things).

Ayato wishes for more recognition for the job he's had to bear and a horrifically young age. Despite how it seems, many Inazuma citizens appreciate what he does; it's just hard to express that appreciation with a figure of high authority that no one really sees. He poured out his insecurities that tender night, and you were right there to soak it all in and comfort him. "My dearest Ayato, though you have these doubts, please always remember that even though you don't think of yourself as royalty, you'll always be the ruler of my heart, no matter what."

zhongli!

Zhongli was lost when he stepped down from his spot as archon. While observing his people when he was getting accustomed to being a normal mortal, it did not allow himself to see the more emotionally intimate parts of humans. The parts of insecurities, times where unknown feelings introduced themselves.

They first appeared while you were enjoying a night out at the harbour. He mentioned it out of the blue, quiet enough for no other patrons to hear him. "Darling, do you see me as less than since I stepped down?" The look you gave him was enough for him to go back to the story being told, but not for you. You didn't want to allow him to feel even an ounce of worthlessness without you reassuring him that the thoughts are lies.

"Less than? Archon, adeptus, funeral parlor worker, whatever you wish to be, you'll always be Zhongli to me. Besides, even if you no longer rule over a nation with the title as 'god', you'll forever rule my heart." His gloved hand interlaced its fingers with yours, his thumb rubbing soothingly on the back of your hand. It was silent, the thank you, but it was there and that's all you needed.

[hxltic]

Omg omg I love your writing. May i please order a cup of Ghost, König, Roach (or really any other COD character) with an s/o who randomly decides to ask them what their bodycount is and then gets upset when it’s a lot ;( like their s/o asks them about their past hookups and they’re like 16 or something and their s/o gets all pouty and teary eyed cause they don’t like the thought of someone else touching them in an intimate manner. SORRY IF THIS IS TOO DETAILED OML

I really wanted to do one of the three you named but I’m gonna do Gaz cus he’s hot and young and the least traumatized out of all of them LMAO IM SORRY (this is so late but I have motivation again and I’m back!!)

Gaz connects the silver chain around his neck, watching his reflection copy in the mirror, then he shines a smile that hides the strawberry gum he’s chewing somewhere behind his teeth. Once he’s satisfied with a simple black tee that hugs him in all the right spots, he leaves the bathroom with a spritz of his expensive, vanilla scented cologne hanging in the air.

On his few days off duty, who better to spend it with than you?

He pours himself a single shot before you stroll out of your shared bedroom. Makeup done, heels high, and dress short— you were more than ready.

“Damn, you look good. You trying to kill me?” He rubs his jaw as he scans you.

Giggling, you twirl in your skin-tight dress, “Maybe.”

“Alright, let’s go before I do something I’ll regret.”

. .

You arrive with his arm slung around your waist as you pass the foyer and into the living room. Some of his high school friends await, new faces to you. They catch sight of you first, then him, and it instantly switches the mood when they holler out happily.

“Yo, Kyle!”

“Long time no see!”

A few hugs and handshakes later, you both take a seat and sink comfortably into the couch. His arm switches to rest over your shoulders protectively.

He inquires, “So, this is her right?”

“In the flesh,” he responds casually.

The man leans over from his spot and reaches his hand out, hoping you’ll take it. Your lips curl upwards politely when you do.

“Nice to meet you.”

“You too. He talks about you all the time, so when I saw you, I knew who you were immediately. I’m Tyler.”

“Does he now?” Your shoot a curious glance to him who’s watching the conversation unfold. “And what would he say?”

“All good things, all good things,” Kyle jests. His thumb caresses your shoulder. Tilting your head to lean into his neck, faint cologne seems to override everyone else’s in the room when his two-toned lips kiss your forehead.

“It’s good to see him finally settle down. Out of your ways, right man?”

Tyler mindlessly giggles as what he said runs over your head. Then, it takes a U-turn and comes back, dropping your expression to a blank stare at nothing in particular as the cogs turn in your brain.

Out of his ways. You repeat. What were his ways?

Unaware that he’d single-handedly ruined your night, Tyler continues talking to his friends. One of which was Kyle, someone trained to pay attention to those around him, so he notices your switch in demeanor but truthfully has no idea why.

To be completely honest, you didn’t know why either. He was a good man, one you trust with your life (literally), so why do you care about who he was? You didn’t know if this was riding a thin line of slut-shaming, but you were so curious that being lost in your train of thought negated the feeling of his hand resting on your bouncing knee.

“What’s the matter?” He tucks a strand of your hair back gingerly. “Let me fix it.”

Even if he didn’t know what it was, he always said those four words. “Let me fix it.” If it was things he couldn’t fix, he’d sure as hell try.

Your eyes dart to his soft ones. He gazes at you like you’re the only person in the room; the only girl in world. “It’s nothing.”

“If you don’t want to talk about it now, I’m askin’ again later. Would you prefer me do that?”

You consider his negotiation, running the scenario of later through your head, then nod quietly. He nods back but it’s evident he isn’t completely enjoying himself the rest of the night. How can he when you aren’t?

Half-assed responses and deep sighs fall from his lips, the irritation growing despite the previous longing to hear from his old friends. He began to grow overstimulated from that point on, but not wanting to ruin the mood, he kept his mouth shut.

. .

The second you slipped through the door, fast food in hand (from his efforts to lighten your mood), the tension transferred from the majorly silent car ride to your home. Your breaths were shallow as if the thoughts circulating overwhelmed you.

Nothing matters beforehand. Your relationship was still fresh, there wasn’t even enough time for him to have a “military girlfriend”. But could that mean you’re next? You trust him, just not your judgement.

“What’s wrong, beautiful? Ya barely ate.”

He closes the door behind you, treading carefully around your emotions as to not hurt you more. As much as you wanted to curl up in a ball, unfortunately, there’s nothing to fault him for in this situation, so you can’t do anything but talk about it. The guilt eats away at your love for him as you gather the words you call shameful.

“If you had to guess, how many people did you date before me?”

His eyes widen in surprise, then fade away as he searches his brain for memories.

The deliberation of the question should let you know the status of what he did. They could have been one night stands— and the thought makes you cringe— but nothing would evoke the most culpability than it being various, genuine relationships.

“Three,” he states. There was no extra talk, even though you’re sure he had pieced together why you were asking.

“How many different people have you been intimate with? Including me?”

“Uhh…”

Answering wasn’t the problem. It’s just that if it made you this upset and you hadn’t even known the answer yet, hearing the actual reply would absolutely crush you.

He chose against saying it, just releasing a deep sigh, which is basically the same thing. It told you all you needed to know.

“Hey, look,” he begins walking toward you and his logic is warred with his heart when you don’t step away, but just stand there sadly. There was nothing to be afraid of, and you weren’t scared of him anyway. “I know this feels cliché, but you’re the one I want. Ty wasn’t lyin’ when he said I’ve settled down.”

Both of his hands gently find yours as if he were attempting to telepathically transport his sincerity to you. “I love you more than you’ll ever know.”

And he shows it, most certainly— the kiss he sweetly places to your temple nothing but evidence— yet all you can think about were your previous thoughts. What if you’re next?

“So what’s the answer?” Your focus remains to the hardwood floor, attempting to look for invisible specs of dust to avoid the tears threatening to swell in your eyes.

It shocks him because he didn’t think you’d speak, concluding you were too upset. One of his hands removes yours and drags it over his face. “Fuck, baby— I don’t even have count.”

He was right, it did upset you more, but there wasn’t anything you could blame him for. And living in uncertainty within a relationship that he promises he’s dedicated to sounds like hell. He hasn’t done anything to prove you shouldn’t, so your best option, quite literally, is to trust him. “Okay.”

“Look at me, love.” He slowly raises your chin by a few fingers, only to feel a painful throb behind his ribs at the sight. “I was young, and stupid, and wanted the wrong things from the people around me. I joined the military because of it, and thank God I did. I found the right values of life.”

There was a wetness to your cheek that he wiped away with his thumb, but you wouldn’t be able to tell why it was there. Overwhelming affection or sadness?

“In fact, there isn’t anything I can thank more than the world for the time we met. Now, I can cherish you in a way I wouldn’t have been able to before.”

You listen closely to the words, just thinking of how okay you’ll be. He was a good man, and if you unintentionally painted him out to be anything otherwise, it would show. But until then, you two would be fine (assuming he wasn’t still a man-whore, of course).

©️ hxltic

[epiclamer]

Feeling like reading horny rn so flirty villain and flustered hero except hero finds out that villain is actually kinda,,, yknow,, shy and then things turned steamy hehe

ofc no rush i just wanna slip a request here-

CW: SMUT

Role Reversal

There had been an array of different situations in which the hero and villain had wound up stranded together. Hero never planned their whole month out for the sake of it, because they always got stuck. Whether it be for a week, or a single hour, they always got stuck.

Never before had Hero a problem with it. Sure, their ideal Sunday night was not to be trapped in an air vent with their nemesis or turning green out on a boat at sea. But it never caused any damage that couldn’t be undone.

Just an inconvenience.

Hero tapped their fingers mindfully on the dark oak table, eyes boring into the king sized bed covered in rose petals ahead of them.

Unfortunately, planning around constant disturbances—such as this one—enabled any chance at up-keeping intrapersonal relationships. Or so the agency liked to call them.

The hero figured love-lacking was just as efficient.

For the second time this month they had been broken-up with because of their constant disappearances. Even when they tried to explain the situation, they just weren’t around enough.

They were always with Villain.

Villain this and Villain that, a new trap or a new mission always led them back to each other. And it was because of this that Hero couldn’t keep a relationship. It was because of this that they couldn’t love nor be loved.

A gentle tap on their forehead startled the hero out of their thoughts. Whipping around to see the partly dressed villain, water droplets pooling at the ends of their hair.

“I know it’s infuriating, but I don’t think you can kill a bed with your eyes, sweetheart~” Villain laughed, a chest laugh, an honest laugh, one bordering on intimate.

Hero’s eyes scanned over their nemesis once, twice, three times— Before the villain caught their attention once more, grasping the other’s chin with their fore fingers, tilting it up until their gazes met.

The smile that graced their lips only fuelled the hero’s boiling pit of anger even more. Did they think this was funny? Locked and stranded in a love hotel? Never being cared for or loved? Being dumped because of these stupidly constant rendezvous?

They huffed, pulling their face from the villain’s hold as they stood up and turned around. The image of the half-dressed and freshly showered criminal still imprinted in their mind.

“It’s because of you that I can’t have nice things.” It came out harsher then they had meant, but Hero kept reminding themselves that Villain was at fault for their losses. If anything, they deserved to be treated harshly.

Villain scoffed, voice cracking for a moment before they masked it with a cough. “Oh really?” Both hands landing on either side of the hero pressed against the counter, caging them between the tile and Villains body.

It took every molecule in the hero’s body not to turn around and clock the villain in the face. Maybe if they were lucky they’d dislocate their jaw.

The villain’s breath was on their ear now, hot and heavy as they teased and teased and teased. “Make me pay for it.”

They snapped.

Hero turned around, everything slowed down to a blur, unspilled emotions bubbled up inside them after such a long day. Heartbreak mixed with rage and suddenly both their hands were on the villain’s face and they kissed them. Lips against lips and they didn’t hesitate another second, catching the now flustered villain off guard enough to stumble them backwards into the wall.

All they could think about was Villain. How much they hated them for ruining their love life, how much they hated them for taking up their entire schedule. Hero was so sick of the villain’s flirting and innuendos.

Yet, they wanted nothing more then to have them right here and right now.

The crime-stopper pulled away, getting a good look at the villain’s red and blotchy face. Their wet hair falling over their eyes, swollen lips and heavy breaths, eager eyes practically begging for more. They were so fucking perfect. Hero was going to devour them tonight.

“Get on the bed.”

Villain only hesitated for a second as they tried to comprehend what was going on, but it was a second too long for the hero. They pulled the other back into a kiss, working furthermore in sync now that they were used to the rhythm, Hero dragged the villain backwards and onto the bed.

Flipping them so that the hero was on top, legs straddling the villain’s as their kiss grew rougher and passionate. Pulling away once more, Hero grinned when they had to pin the villain’s shoulders with their hands to keep them down.

In every encounter the two of them shared, Villain always flirted. They had this suave attitude that drove the hero mad and hardly even flinched in the face of danger. Even the Superhero found them charming.

But in this moment, Villain was theirs. Finally, they had broken through their hard shell to their blushing mess of an interior and it was a better rush of reward than any crime-stopping had ever provided.

Hero noticed the villain’s desperateness. How even now as they were pinned to the bed, they pushed their hips up against the hero’s in search of friction. How they groaned when the other pulled away and chased the hero’s taste on their lips. “You’re so needy…”

With an evil glint in their eyes, Hero leaned their head back down, mouth moving instead to Villains neck rather than their lips, gently rocking their hips against the villain’s momentum. “You just need it so badly, hm?”

They didn’t wait for the villain to answer, “can’t go so much as a week without my attention…” they bit down gently as they sucked a hickey under the villain’s collarbone and the other moaned as their hips shot up. Movements suddenly sporadic as they lost their momentum, animalistic almost as their hands reached to push the hero’s hips down even harder.

“All worked up over the slightest movements…” The hero watched in satisfaction as the villain’s body dripped with sweat instead of water. Losing any cleanliness it might have gained from being washed as Hero began to reach even lower with their trail of hickeys, making their way down painfully slowly.

Villain whined as the hero continued with their torture. Slowing their grinding to just a fraction, merely to tease the villain. They wanted to edge them. Wanted to make them beg and scream all night long before they got to finish. Wanted to keep the villain from the end until they were broken.

Releasing a hand from Villain’s shoulders as they reached it down, letting their fingers dip below the waistline of the criminal’s pants a few times before pulling them down. Not wasting anymore time as they altered their positioning, sitting lower—on the villain’s thighs—until they were sat comfortably enough to let their hand wander back to where the villain wanted it most.

Toying with them with featherlight touches. Torturing them with occasional rubs against their palm. It went from ghostly delicate to perfectly harsh and back again. Over and over and over as Hero’s mouth made it’s way lower and lower and lower.

“F-Fuck, Hero— please…”

They smiled, lips resting just above the villain’s sensitive skin. They could lean down a single centimetre and devour the other in a fury. They could make the villain see heaven for hours with just their tongue. Put them on cloud nine while they worked them until they were dry.

Very slowly, Hero leaned forwards, lips connecting with the villain’s abdomen once more. Fully aware they could make the villain’s night if they went just a touch lower. Before beginning their crusade of kissing their way back up. Because, where was the fun in that?

[avocado-writing]

Hello, writing req prompt if you're up for it: Aziraphale x reader first time intimacy

Btw I'm eating your every fic they so good!

notes: my fav thing is when people eat my stories. Reminds me of that Maurice sendak story. Anyway hope you enjoy!!!

pairing: aziraphale x reader

rating: E, minors dni

The first time he touches you it’s totally without realising. His mail got delivered to your shop and you’re bringing it over, grateful to have an excuse to talk to the man you’ve quite fancied since you met at the last Whickber Street Shopkeepers and Street Traders Association. As you pass him the small pile of letters your fingers brush together and you feel a little spark of electricity. You’re not sure if it’s static, or something… else. 

He offers you a cup of tea, and you accept it happily. He’s very easy to talk to. Before you realise, the day has slipped into evening. 

The first time he touches you on purpose it’s because you’ve walked into his shop and slipped over, falling heavily on your arse. It’s raining outside and you apparently brought in a puddle with you. The only thing bruised is your pride but he rushes over and offers a sturdy hand to get to your feet, all worry and care. 

“My dear, are you alright?”

“Yes, sorry! I didn’t mean to get your shop floor all wet. I can always mop…”

“Don’t be silly. You need a cup of cocoa and some biscuits on the double. Sit down, I’ll get you both. Oh, but let me take that wet coat first.”

It’s nice to have him fuss over you. You only came round to ask if he could see about getting a book in and, if you’re honest, that was just an excuse to say hello. He helps slip your raincoat off of your shoulders and he must also realise how intimate an action it is, because as he goes to put it on the coatrack his cheeks are flushed pink. 

Another lovely chatty afternoon. He reveals he’s never seen Notting Hill, and you simply can’t allow that to continue unremedied. So the two of you sit on his couch (he seems more than happy to close the store early) and enjoy the movie as much as each other’s company. 

The first time he holds you, it’s on one of the film nights you’ve scheduled with him. It’s your favourite part of the week, closing up your shop and scuttling to the bookstore with a dvd in hand. You’re watching the 1995 Sense and Sensibility, and he seems very tense the entire way through. For a while you’re not sure why until he finally gathers up the courage to put his arm around you. Your heart leaps up into your throat at the gesture, but you snuggle in tight next to him, letting him run his thumb up and down your shoulder in a little caress. 

And the first time he kisses you is as he walks you back to your shop that night - you live in the flat above it, so he doesn’t have to accompany you as it’s just over the road, but he insists it’s the gentlemanly thing to do - and, at the door, you spin and give him a quick peck. He seems dazed, but manages to get ahold of his senses enough to bring you back for a second, proper kiss. 

At your next movie night, you don’t pay attention to Four Weddings and a Funeral. You’re too busy snogging. 

And now, here you are. In his lap. The kissing has gotten hot and heavy, he’s unbuttoned your shirt nearly all the way down; you’ve stripped him of his waistcoat which makes him seem positively nude. His hands slide under your thighs and grip you tightly, moving a little closer to your arse as you breathe hotly into the shell of his ear. 

“Aziraphale…” you gasp, stretching your legs open wide so that he might fit between them better. Your hand runs down his beautiful thick chest to the front of his trousers, where you rub the strained tent. He gasps and his head rolls back at your sure touch. 

“Can I…?”

“Yes. Please,” he chokes. You make quick work of his fly and reach in to take him in your hand. He’s hot and heavy in your palm, throbbing with need, and you give him a couple of pumps just to hear the little overwhelmed noises he makes. 

He slips his fingers away from where they dig into your soft skin and presses them at the sweet point between your thighs. You moan and keel into him, letting his deft and precise movements sweep over you with pleasure. You kiss him again, moving only so that you can take off enough of your clothes to return with your lower half naked. To disrobe further would mean you’d have to stop touching him, and you can’t stand that thought. You need him close. As close as he can possibly be. 

Aziraphale settles his hands on your waist as you take him once more into your grasp. You line him up with your entrance and, checking that he’s ready with sultry eyes, sink down on him. He moans, bloody moans, and it’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever heard; you want to bottle it and keep it for yourself so you can listen to it again and again. He fills you, stretches you, makes you one with him. You’ve never felt so warm and complete in your life. 

Hands on his shoulders you tip forward to be able to rest your forehead against his. You’re both a little sweaty, both a little breathless, but both more than a little elated. His soft curls tickle your face as you begin to ride him with gentle but deliberate motions. You roll your hips and he squeezes you tighter, your name falling from his lips like he’s offering up a prayer to you. 

As the London rain pelts the windows, you make love to the bookseller in the back of his shop, and it’s perfect.  -

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[spookyscarydemonbabe]

More chubby Gareth please :)

(Don't have a preference for NSFW or SFW)

ofc 😍 and since there’s no preference i’ll add both!

and sorry it’s been taking so long for me to post recently, it’s been harder and harder for me to focus on writing but i’m really trying to get back into it 🥰

(NSFW under the cut)

SFW

Big boy likes to EAT

It’s so cute to see how much he genuinely loves everything you cook for him, that boy never leaves a scrap on his plate when you cook dinner

Not to mention how hot it is when he scarfs it down and asks for seconds

He unfortunately thinks that because he’s a little chubbier other people might think that he doesn’t keep up with his hygiene but he is the cleanest guy you know

To be honest he’s the most high maintenance guy you’ve ever met

He always likes to smell nice so he’s got lots of colognes and body sprays, his nails are clean and filed down, he takes a shower at least every other day

Not to mention all the fancy stuff he keeps in the shower

He has to buy this special body wash because he insists it’s what keeps his skin so baby soft

And of course you always insist he wears those cropped shirts in the summertime

When it gets warm out he always complains about it being too hot for him and of course you’ll never complain when he wants to take his shirt off

But there’s just something about seeing his tummy showing under the hem of his shirt that you LOVE

Not to mention how good he is at snuggling

His big arms wrap around you and his body is always so warm so it’s very easy for you to fall asleep with your head on his chest

He’s basically like your own personal heater

You don’t even have to say anything for him to know you need him to help warm you up

You’ll lean into him a little and almost instantly he’ll pull your body into his and wrap his arms around you to keep you nice and warm

And you always feel safe and loved when he holds you

NSFW

He’s never sure why you love to give his body so much affection but he never complains about it

He loves it when you kiss his chest and his tummy, when you slowly move your hands up and down his torso and feel his soft skin under your fingers

He also really likes it when you hold onto him

Seeing those scratch marks on his shoulders and tummy always make him smile when he sees them in the mirror

He sometimes gets embarrassed about being intimate with you, especially when he thinks his chub gets in the way

He’ll think he’s crushing you under his weight when he’s on top and he used to get embarrassed having to move his tummy out of the way when you were positioning yourselves in bed

That is until you started moving his tummy for him

He really didn’t know how much he loved it when you did that until the very first time you did it

It really shows him that you don’t care if he’s bigger, if you didn’t want him then you wouldn’t be with him

Those nights always turn into ones where you’ll have to move the bed a little further away from the wall

You don’t want to have to buy another headboard again, especially knowing that the same thing is bound to happen to the new one

[static-sulker]

Okay so. How I think the bg3 companions hug. If you even care. If you ever wanted to know I guess….

Karlach? Oh she’s a STRONG hugger. At first after her engine is more or less settled, she’d be a very big hugger but she wouldn’t be the best at it at first. Like she has the energy but doesn’t know what to do with her hands at first. She has been wanting to give affection or hug or literally do anything with people for 10 years, so she is a bit excited to try it all out. She does learn quickly though due to so many fuckin options for hugging. She has a warm embrace type of thing going on which is pretty nice in mix of Astarion or maybe Shadowheart? Also, she is a LONG hugger. Type to have your limbs swaying all about if you get hugged by her.

Wyll is a very good hugger. The type who does a little sway during the hug. Like he’s normally the one rocking the other or soothing your back or something. It's less that he takes charge, but he does try and comfort first. He’s just a nice guy for a good hug. let’s be honest he’s a really nice guy. FUCK I love Wyll. He doesn’t do it all the time, but he doesn’t detest hugs, so if you ask he’s gonna give you a hug. He’s the blade of frontiers, so he is gonna be giving buddies hugs. Part of the code and shit.

so Astarion is changing with the arc here. Act one? If you even get the chance, he may hug you but it’s nothing to long or intimate. It’s usually just a step to something else or more of…A grapple I guess????Unless needed or brought up by somebody else, he's not up for hugs in a platonic or less sexual fashion. Act two he is not gonna be the one initiating the hug still but won’t try and squeeze out as often. Kinda just tucks himself in and can almost relax. Act three and epilouge? Oh bro is just lookin for hugs at that point. Not from anybody mind you, but from the people he trusts? A good hug seems to settle him. He's a bit cold so it's nice for hot days or after a burning battle or something. Normally the one getting hugged, so he has a bit of trouble sometimes taking charge in the hug but bro sometimes tries.

Lae'zel has probably never been hugged in her fucking life. She probably doesn't care for it greatly, probably batting you away at first. She seems the type of hugger to more shield instead of soothe? Like would wrap an arm around somebody when like yelling at an aggressor like an angry sister or parent would. Intimacy that isn't a trick or just sexual doesn't seem to fit well for Lae'zel usually, but I don't really know if she'd HATE hugs. would probably get ringed into one by Karlach a few too many times tho.

Gale is probably a GREAT hugger, not one to go out and give them all around willy nilly but would do like a cradle type situation. Just wrap you in and sway a bit. Definitely a LONG hugger and seems pretty invested in affection. Will put his entire self into the hug just outta nowhere. Like "Oh, thank you for giving me that artifact this morning, it truly was a lovely gesture." and just give you a heart-throbbing hug. His entire thing is that he will do anything for people he cares for and that probably bleeds into his hugs. Also, it's noticeable that Gale wasn't given much physical connection with Mystra, more of the spiritual kind that he describes in his romance scene. He's probably a bit new to it and DEFINITELY starved for it.

Shadowheart is a bit complicated. Act one? Like B-grade hugger. Isn't asking for any and probably won't give many, but she would be okay at em. Hasn't been given any in a long while, probably sense she got taken by shar's followers. If she continues to follow Shar, shitty ass hugs. No doubt it's just quiet and nothing ad no real intimacy. Shar denier? OH THE BEST HUG. Soft and supportive. It's a wild card with Shadowheart. Either the sweetest little hug you'll get after a soft moment or like cold and way to fast.

[david-tennant-addict]

Can you do a demoman nsfw alphabet?? (BTW I love ur posts sm!!)

OMG YES!!!! He needs more attention if I’m being honest and thank you soooo much! That makes me so happy to know my posts are loved!

Demoman NSFW Alphabet

————-MINORS DNI————-

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

he’s pretty nice. He cares so he helps you clean up

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

He loves his hands because of how good they are at making bombs and he likes your hips/ ass. He loves the way you walk and the way they move 😏

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

He likes to cum on your back

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

He secretly likes bondage either on himself or you

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

He’s not too experienced but he knows what he’s doing. He’s had drunk one night stands many times before

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes doggy style and missionary mainly because they just feel right to him

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

he can be goofy it really depends on if he’s drunk or not

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

he’s not the best at keeping up down there but it’s not terrible. Hairy but not bad

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

he’s not too intimate unless he’s the sad type of drunk

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he’s a horny man sometimes so yes he does but only when he’s alone

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

he likes biting he doesn’t know why but he does

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

anywhere if he’s drunk enough but if he’s not he really only like to do it in the bedroom

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

wearing something provocative or wanting to drink with him or talking to him in a sexy way

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

hurting you in anyway

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

he likes to receive but he’s pretty good when he’s slightly drunk

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

he’s fast unless he’s falling asleep or tired

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

not a big fan unless he really needs it

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

not a big risk taker buuuut when he’s drunk is a different story

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

He can last about 2 rounds and about 5 mins each depending on how horny he is

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

he doesn’t have any but he isn’t opposed to them

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s pretty fair but if he’s fucking as a punishment obviously that’s a different story obviously

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

He’s a loud grunter

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

He loves to drink while making out. He thinks it’s hot

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

He’s about 7 inches long and he’s THICK

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

He kind of has a high sex drive but he keeps it in order

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Immediately after depending on how much he drank before or during it

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I tried my best so I hope you liked it!

[twst-hottest-takes]

I don't know how much of a hot take this is, but I really hate Rookvil or is it Vilrook...? Either way I don't like Rook and Vil as a couple.

I love both of them as characters (Even though book 5 did Vil so so dirty imo), and on paper they're perfect together. Vil has a passion for beauty and perfection, Rook also has a passion for beauty and arguably life in general.

However, what gets me is Rook does not care about Vil at all. Like in Vil's lab outfit, Rook critizes Vil's weight (invalidly imo), which sends Vil into a downward spiral. And then in Rook's lab outfit, Rook is like "Yeah, the whole point of me joining the science club was to produce pictures for your Vil." Meanwhile he's making goo goo eyes at Leona out the window! LIKE SIR STOP!

Though this extends past outfits, this even happens in book 5. Now I'm not saying Rook was wrong for choosing Neige over Vil, but I'm not saying he's right either. Because if we're honest here, who would date Rook after that? I'm actually shocked the group didn't jump him.

Now, if this ship was just a fandom thing, I'd be fine with it. I already don't ship a lot of popular ships in the fandom, and I'd be willing to look past it. However, I was getting bored waiting for more book 7 content, so I went looking around for spoilers as one does, and I see Rook loves both Neige and...VIL???

Now this shouldn't come as a surprise considering, Vil and Rook were low-key flirting in book 6, and Epel was supportive of it, even though I was gagging the whole time because Jesus Christ I have never seen two characters have less chemistry. I honestly don't ever think I've seen Vil and Rook have such positive interactions before book 6, so it felt like whip lash.

And seeing the book 7 spoiler was like getting hit over the head with a frying pan when you're least expecting it. I just feel like maybe Vil does care about Rook, but I've never felt like Rook cared about Vil. Before I knew he was rich, I just thought he was a smooth talking poor boy, who occasionally acted nice to Vil to get closer to Neige, who he really wanted to be with this whole time.

Pomefiore once again goes hard on being inconsistently characterized.

I don't have much to say about the ship itself, but I can see where you're coming from. Rook is an unfortunately written character. As I understand it his thesis is that he is a lover and hunter of all things beautiful. That's a simple enough statement on its own and can be used to either defend or attack pairing him with Vil. The story seems to want us to believe that Rook has a special affinity for Vil in particular even though he is not always what Rook views as "the most beautiful," and anon rightfully calls his loyalty and true feelings into question as a result. There are times where Rook isn't willing to favor Vil despite being one of the closest to him, and I can see how someone might take that as a cue that he doesn't especially care about his housewarden and be completely turned off to them as a more intimate pair.

There are some points to this take's argument that I don't agree with however. For example, I don't think how Rook looks at Leona here is meant to have nearly the same meaning as his stated love for Vil or Neige. In early vignettes there is a much stricter sense of Rook as a hunter as opposed to just a seeker of beauty. I believe how he looks at Leona is meant to be intentionally perverse. He seems to view the beastmen, mermen, and even fae as possible quarries and he revels in the idea of how he would "catch" them like he would an ordinary animal. This is an element of Rook that is muddied as the emphasis on "beauty" takes the forefront and his initial impression of being rather creepy is swept under the rug. That is one of my greater criticisms of Rook's writing as a character and is something I would take a deeper look at in a proper character analysis.

Thank you for your take!

(It was only a matter of time before we got a ship based take. By the by, I always thought it was called VilRook but there is evidence to say people just use one or the other name depending on a person's preference.)

[callingacode]

Seeing you posted already about prefering women over man just for curiosty: what is the most sensual/attractive part of CPR for you?

To be honest - what's great about cpr/resus as a kink or fetish compared to slot of kinks - it takes aspects and regular things like breath control and adds an extremely unique spin to them.

On an emotional/"Sensual" side of things -

To use breath control as an example though which I can explain myself through - while breath control can fun as a concept, you know someone messing with you in that way. When we look at breath control through the lense of something like a medical fetish/CPR and resus, were more talking about something like mouth 2 mouth rescue breathing, use of oxygen masks/ambu bags/anesthesia masks and (depending how abstract you wanna get) gas masks as well. And as a victim/patient/submissive in this role, having your breath controlled, it's not only that but it's a unique emotional impact it has with a partner - it's not just you having your breathing controlled, it's the idea of being COMPLETELY reliant on the other person to breathe for you, your life and most basic human functions are your partner's to control/look after/monitor. It's also far more emotionally intimate in that way having doctor/nurse and patient/victim type kink roles rather than looking in an abstract Dom/sub dynamic.

This same sort of feeling can be easily extended to that of having to do chest compressions on someone or having to have chest compressions done on you, it's again, that complete giving up on control and reliance and also trust/faith/belief in your partner to save you/keep you alive. And that to me is a much much much more emotionally intimate scenario than kink can otherwise provide.

On the more attractive/physical aspects of it -

Firstly - women just are undeniably hot, and I mean all women. Short stacks/Tall queens, Chubby/Thin, Thicc/Thin, big or small busts, I don't care, I love them. If it's a guy, it's like Femboy or nothing at all really; sorry.

Secondly, the physical action of doing CPR on someone, even if only fake/kinky is not really all that "fun" or at least doesn't sound that fun- while it has good emotional overtones that I mentiones above, especially for both sides. The passion that can be put into having to do CPR on your partner is definitely fun - CPR is fkn exhausting lmao. So for me, the "physical" aspect of the kink comes in the form of just more medfet generally. So being gently monitored/looked after and checked over my a nurse can be quite again, a cute/soft physical interaction. Maybe it's the gentle caressing of someone while putting them to sleep with anesthesia. Maybe it's pressing a stethoscope around another woman's chest to listen to their heart...

There are alot of things that are explicitly sexual and are actually just really basic stuff but are extremely fucking hot/cute and intimate to me. Such things, like those 2 I just mentioned being up all the nice gentle/tender feelings that would exist between a nurse/patient that I love, again it's the level of trust/control being given up/care/passion from both sides that come out in these interactions.

Hope this answers your questions.

[seraphtrevs]

Could you expand on the similarities/parallels between Lalo and Gus? (or link me to a post if you’ve already talked about it) I think it’s fascinating & I’d love to read more

OKAY I'm finally here - every time I've sat down to write it I've been sidetracked

First, let's talk about how they're different. They are polar opposites - orderly/chaotic, serious/playful, cold/hot, cartel outsider/cartel insider, born to poverty/born to wealth. I've kind of convinced myself that Lalo was designed specifically to be Gus's foil.

But like all good foils, they also have a lot in common. Such as:

They're all business. Neither of these men have anything remotely resembling a personal life. I've seen articles on several random pop culture websites that incorrectly say that Gus had Lalo's family killed at his home, but those people were not his family! He' paid them to be there! Because real, honest attachments would be a distraction - and a liability, as Gus learned from personal experience. (And who knows - maybe Lalo learned that lesson, too.) The only thing they have going on in their lives is the Game. When all you do is play a game, you tend to get pretty good at it. Which leads me to #2

They're on the same level. The cartel is not a brain trust. Gus and Lalo are usually the smartest people involved in whatever their latest scheme is, so when they encounter each other, there's a weird moment of recognition - oh hey, this guy is a serious opponent

And since they're both experts in the game they're playing, their trains of thought generally end up at the same destination. I'm sure the way they arrive at their conclusions is very different, which is something I think deeply annoys both of them - like, it's a very specific kind of annoying to have someone you despise come up with the same answer but in the wrong way. It's why they're able to anticipate and interpret each other's actions based only off vibes

They're ruthless. They both have zero qualms about doing whatever it takes to achieve their ends, with seeming little regret. We see Mike, Jesse, and Walt struggle with all the violence and the death, but Gus and Lalo never show regret. They know that sometimes you have to sacrifice pawns to win games, and so that's what they do

They're loners. Neither of them have a single real friend. If you buy my headcanon that Lalo is also gay, it kind of makes sense why he's also kept people at a distance. Neither of them can risk the kind of exposure being truly intimate with someone entails...and honestly, they're both just kind of weird and don't fit in, the way exceptional people don't sometimes.

They don't care much about material things. Neither of them seem particularly interested in a lavish lifestyle, outside of having a nice house and getting the occasional outrageously expensive bottle of alcohol. They don't wear expensive clothes. They don't drive especially flashy cars (compare Lalo's car with Nacho's). They don't throw parties to show off their wealth. Jimmy uses his money to the fullest extent - because what's the point of having it otherwise? But Lalo and Gus don't seem to care about that. Money is just one of your scores when you're playing to win

They're loyal - Gus was fiercely loyal to Max, and Lalo is fiercely loyal to Hector. I think this is related to their loner tendencies - it's rare to find anyone who truly understands them. It's like they take every last scrap of their humanity and invest it in one single person. This is how Lalo figures out that Gus is up to something - he knows that there's no way in hell Gus would ever save Hector's life unless he had an ulterior motive, so he started to look around for other things that didn't make any sense

[please-picturemeintheweeds]

Is Bejeweled a break up song? or a bragging song? or something else?

I think bejeweled is a lot of things. To me, it is a self-empowerment song, in all its messy glory, and learning how to stand up for yourself. Stepping into your own power is way more complicated than #girlpower, so while I think overall it does really capture the experience of reclaiming power/self esteem, it also grapples with how to express that power/autonomy (and anger over the disempowerment - being put in the basement). She is valuable, she owns it, she can choose the path her life takes, and she is choosing to go out and feel good about herself!!! Hell yeah!! Which is not to say that it doesn’t come without implications/consequences/context in the relationship. It reminds me a lot of vigilante shit: ladies always rise above ladies know what people want someone sweet and kind and fun the lady simply had enough!!! There’s a moment where something snaps. 

I think it is a song that plays in your mind when you are arguing with someone who wronged you, in the shower, alone. There’s a lot of anger at herself in it, not just at the other person. How could I have let them make me feel this way? I gave them the tools to hurt me as a fucking present!! But then the first time she says she polishes up… there’s a pause, and she says it sort of defeatedly… “nice.” I had all these great points to make about how much you hurt me but when it comes down to it, I’m just… nice, and I let it slide. Which is Immediately followed by the second verse’s pouty and weirdly kinky!!! “baby love, I think I’ve been too good of a girl” and then like a slap across the face “it’s time to teach some lessons! I made you my world (uh) have you heard (uh) I can reclaim the land!!!!” Which is where it turns full empowerment mode, to me. I AM MY OWN WHOLE WORLD! It’s over the top, it’s exaggerated, it’s pop star glitz, it’s camp!

Swifties joke around that bejeweled is a threat, and I want to validate that reading!! The sass!! She’s saying; because of how you’ve made me feel, by the way, I could “forget” I am in a committed long term relationship, and cross some lines, too. She’s not being ~nice~ here with how she talks to the other person. This song captures the ways that power can go to our heads a bit. Like realizing that you’ve been taken advantage of because of how nice you were being really fucks with how you see the spectrum of nice -> mean (or at least, this is what always happens to me!). Her words are condescending, a tad humiliating, dismissive, and tbh a little belittling! And I appreciate so so so much that Taylor is unafraid to be honest in her work. It’s not always a flattering self portrait (because non of us actually have moral purity). Who among us has not ever thought that way about someone who has hurt us? Where is the line of honesty and cruelty when someone has hurt you? That tension is extremely relatable and human. But starting off with the descriptions of how she’s been hurt, walked all over, put in the basement, she put them first and wasn’t even in their top five, definitely justifies all that anger and resentment. We see where she’s coming from, and ultimately, I support women’s wrongs lol like I love that she’s super sassy here. It goes hard and is so fun! It’s music! I just also think it’s an important element of how she approaches the “I’m hot and fuck you for hurting me” pop banger- it’s authentic and directly chews on where self worth actually comes from/where we seek it.

So, to your question, I don’t think it’s exactly a break up song, though it describes a feeling that could absolutely precede a break up. I don’t think it’s exactly a “bragging song” though it portrays a genuine self confidence. It’s an emotionally intimate study of resentment showing up in a relationship where you feel your kindness/understanding/care has not been reciprocated. To use the greatest phrase ever uttered, it is, indeed, “saucy toxic dramatic tragic” and also extremely silly.