#myhc

[sneales]

🔞GENSHIN MEN + KINKS🔞

🍓 Characters: Childe, Zhongli, Ayato, Thoma, Kaeya, Itto, gn!reader

🍓 Genre: headcanon

🍓 Warnings: 18+ minors dni, sexual content, breeding kink, daddy kink, office (?) kink, praise kink, orgasm denial, size kink

🍓 Notes: I'm horni sorry

Childe intense and sloppy sex. He likes seeing you below him, with your legs spread and a clear view of his cock going in and out. He’s very vocal and sometimes his words go delirious when he’s close to come. He rumbles about making you pregnant, he’ll thrust it into you so much you’ll get filled to the brim with his cum and then look hungrily at his seed sliding from your hole.

Zhongli wasn’t that much into it at first, but he got so used to you calling him daddy he can’t get off anymore if you don’t do it. It excites him knowing he’s older and more knowledgable than you, a sort of guide or teacher, while you’re a good disciple who listens to everything he says.

Ayato wants to be in power even during sex, so he gets quite excited if you call him with his official title. Bonus if the sex happens in his office, you splashed on his desk, right next to important papers that risk to get dirty.

Thoma will shiver whenever you praise him. Call him a good boy, tell him he’s the best or that he’s amazing and his cock will jolt in pleasure. He’ll always get shy because it’s embrassing for him, but he can’t do anything to control himself

Kaeya likes to tease you a lot. He loves to rub your sweet spot and get you so close and then stop, leaving you begging him to let you cum. He’ll torture you like that for a long time, until his ego is satisfied and you become so pitiful he finally allows you to cum.

Itto never really thought much about it, but when you told him that he’s fucking huge he became self-aware about it. You lowkey regret telling him that because he won’t shut up about it, he even announced a competition to find someone bigger than him, thanks god only the gang members showed up and eventually Itto obviously won. Now he wears a smug face whenever your struggle to climb on his shaft and yeah you on top of him became his favorite position.

[terrortalesv]

mordecai he/him lesbian

[redadm1ral-moved]

So I was rotating Makarov in my brain a little bit the past few days, and specifically I was thinking about his queerness and his relationship with gender (for reference: my Makarov is a bisexual cis* man, and that asterisk cannot be emphasized enough).

(CW: Discussions of sexism and queerphobia, external and internalized)

Makarov's relationship with gender is complex. If things had gone differently—if he'd been raised by different people, made different choices with his life, ran with different groups—he'd probably call himself some flavor of nonbinary, or gender nonconforming, or honestly? Genderfuck. He's masculine, but in a feminine way. Manhood slightly to the left. None gender with left femme on masc bread. You get the picture. He wouldn't want to pursue a medical transition, since his body is already the way he feels comfortable (he likes the way more feminine clothing/accessories/makeup looks and feels on his body as it is, his body hair is sparse, thin, and very lightly distributed, and he has a versatile voice—basically he won the genetics lottery in terms of his own gender expression). And any social transition would probably be just the use of he/they pronouns and more obviously androgynous or feminine-leaning presentation.

But in canonverse (and COH and, to a lesser extent, Venator and Apoptosis), he would never admit that. Not to anyone, and especially not to himself. He doesn't even know how to put his feelings into words other than "I like to be pretty/beautiful sometimes" (with "pretty" and "beautiful" being strongly feminine words to him, at least when applied to people), because that's about as deep as he dares to go with his gender-related introspection.

Because Makarov didn't grow up with different people, in a different environment, and he isn't surrounded by people who would understand or at least accept him. He's Vladimir Makarov. His father's son, raised with the expectation that he will adhere naturally and enthusiastically to strict, conservative notions of what the ideal Russian man should be. He's meant to be защитник, a protector, a provider, possessive and aggressive and strong and ambitious. And he is some of those things, among other qualities, but his femininity, his bisexuality, his desire to be desired and be seen as beautiful the way a woman would be, his desire to be approached and pursued by another man (or even another woman, though he's even less likely to admit this over his desire for male attention) directly contradict the Soviet ideals of manhood that he grew up with—and that he idolizes, because it's all he's ever known and it's what he was taught is right for a man since he was a boy.

Some of it isn't his fault. He couldn't help the family and society he was born in. But some of it is also of his own making—he chose to enter the military, he chose to commit the atrocities in Chechnya that got him expelled from the Spetsnaz, he chose to run with Ultranationalists who, for all their Soviet nostalgia and strongly communist/leftist politics, are indistinguishable from right-wing fascists in terms of the strict, conservative ideology they bring to the table and the harm they inflict on other people, including and especially marginalized people in Russia, in the former USSR, and abroad. He refuses to let go of the USSR and everything that came with it, including the toxic ideals of gender and masculinity that were ingrained in him from a young age. And though he doesn't harbor personal hatred for any group based on race, gender, sexuality, or what have you, he is completely unafraid—and in fact, more than willing—to step on the marginalized people he has privilege over in order to elevate himself, and bring himself closer to the power he thinks will satisfy the gaping black hole in his soul—even if it's other queer people he personally relates to he's stomping on. Basically, he's a "fuck you, got mine" queer who cares only about his own advancement and has an active hand in enforcing the same ideology that severed him from himself.

So he keeps that part of himself, to himself. He indulges in secret. He picks colognes sweet enough to please his feminine desires but still masculine enough not to be mistaken for women's perfume. He few feminine items he owns (clothing, jewelry, accessories), are hidden away, and quickly destroyed if he fears discovery. Every now and again, if he's seeing a woman, he'll put on some of her lipstick or eyeliner in secret while she's away, just to look at himself for a few precious moments. The only other person who knows this about him is Yuri, and even before Yuri's betrayal, Makarov regrets exposing that part of himself to him.

And even though he pretends otherwise, Makarov resents this part of himself. He resents the bisexuality he's otherwise unapologetic of, he resents the complex, nuanced gender identity and expression and desire bubbling under his toxic, sexist façade of perfect Soviet masculinity, masculinity which he refuses to let go of because of his idolization, his fetishization, of what he was raised to believe was the perfect society. He resents himself for his "imperfection," because his queerness is a vulnerability. If others find out—if the wrong people find out—he will lose everything he worked for, everything he dreamed of, and achieving his goals will be that much harder...if not impossible, because if he's shut out of the Ultranationalists, and the world is his enemy, who's left to protect him—and serve him? Makarov is bound and imprisoned in the rigidity of societal expectation and his own selfish choices, fueled by greed and contempt for his fellow man.

[disco-hunter-exe]

Codex Entry:

Jay Adaar (The Dreamer)

The adopted sister of Inquisitor Kost Adaar. Nothing much is known about how the two initially met or how long they’ve been together but they’ve been working together in the Valo-Kas Mercenary company for at least four years prior to Kost becoming the Herald of Andraste. She is a skilled mage and frighteningly quick with a dagger. During her time with the Inquisition she was an assistant to Divine Victoria (see also: Sister Nightingale/ Leliana) before opting to work as a scout towards the later on after the fall of Haven.  

[satbiym]

I'm not saying Luo Binghe would cry at AJR's "i guess the last time you had any fun was way back when you weren't anyone" but i'm also not not saying that

[hyperfixationcultivation]

I feel like Naruto would not be really good at realizing that someone likes him, loves him, wants to be with him.

Personally, I view him as a sensitive boy, that had to grow up too early in an abusive environment. Kids like this learn to feel people's moods and emotions as a survival tactic.

Yet he had no one to teach him love. He doesn't know what it looks like.

So while he would know perfectly how Shikamaru's steps sound like when he's frustrated, or how Sakura's shoulders sag when she's upset, he has no clue what to make of Sasuke cooking for him. Coming over to just do nothing together. Bringing him stuff. Looking into his eyes like that. Staring at him when he thinks Naruto is unaware - Naruto notices, of course, always.

He's puzzled but he's happy that Sasuke is with him at last. Even as friends, he wouldn't DARE to wish for more.

So after weeks of panicking, and wondering, and not understanding he just decides to enjoy it while it lasts.

And then Kakashi-sensei asks if they're dating already, and Naruto laughs it off at first but then-

He thinks. And wonders. And hopes.

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[lowbcame]

tlsp/am doodles :)

i miss baby tlsp so much if you can’t tell x

[greensaplinggrace]

there should just be a fic where alina grows up thinking aleksander is her ghost buddy or imaginary friend or something. her and aleksander are the same age and they live in different parts of the world and they share a mind bond and one day when they’re both young he just appears like a ghost before her, even though she’s awake and outside. and her entire life is just her hanging out with mal while aleksander talks shit in the background, or alternatively, her hanging out with a mal who knows about aleksander and has to almost treat him like a friend too even though he can’t even see him just because otherwise it would upset alina.

[wurmwizzard]

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[comingyourlugubriousness]

Twst hc's no no particular order

The Shrouds:

Idia's hair has Ponyta rules, if he likes you then you can touch it for an extended period of time with no repercussions, but if he's uncomfortable/dislikes you it will slowly burn over time the more you touch it.

Idia's hair dims when he falls asleep and if he was very close to death it might got out all together.

When Ortho continues going to NRC even after Idia has graduated Idia continues to make updates to his artificial body to simulate "growing up" it's weirdly therapeutic for both of them, as a way to show they're moving forward instead of holding on to the past.

Isle of Lament:

The Isle of Lament is very small but has a large population. It's a mix of old historical building way back from the age of Heroes but also has extremely high-tech modern areas. It's a strange blend; unique only to the Isle of Lament.

The main form of travel in the Isle of Lament is by train; underground subway systems!

There are actually a lot of buildings and parts of the city underground (even further than below the ocean floor.) A more city-like modern underground compared to the older and historic buildings on top.

The Isle of Lament has a very traditional lifestyle despite its breakthroughs in technology. Newer generations are slowly shifting to more modern takes, but the traditions are still alive and well.

Old traditions dating back to the Age of Gods can be seen in their weddings, funerals, mourning, religions, etc. [may add more to this later]

[mammapickles]

Imagine youngklok and they don't live together yet, Pickles being like hey whoevers drinking is sleeping over okay none of u are driving or walking. Lumber partyyyy

[terrortalesv]

celia is soooo the type of partner who (post-space) is always like “my bf saved the universe!!!!!” and fives is always trying to correct her with “i barely did anything, really” but it doesn’t matter, she still so so so proud

[skloomdumpster]

kat and stella made out during a party on stella's first year btw. Stell pretended she was too drunk to remember btw

happy pride month

[redadm1ral-moved]

I'm thinking about Makarov, Vesna, and fear.

One of the many traits Vladimir and Vesna have in common is a dulled fear response. They're still human; they still experience fear, they can still panic, they still experience and understand trauma. But very few things truly scare them—most the time, the most anything can get out of them is a skip of the heart or a brief flutter of the stomach.

On one hand, Makarov sees this as a benefit: they're squeamish about very little (if anything), brave, and willing to take on a lot of risk, which is essential in the kind of life they lead. But on the other hand, he also understands fear is one of the most basic emotions necessary for survival, and that complete fearlessness will blind him and his daughter to potential danger. So he compensates (and teaches his daughter to compensate) by becoming extremely analytical and calculating, assessing every little risk and the potential consequences, to the point where observers would call it anxiety (and in a sense, it is).

Vesna knows that she and her father experience fear similarly, and since her father is her primary (almost only) role model, she watches him to gauge whether she should be afraid of a particular situation, hypothetical or otherwise. Makarov knows this and actively plays into it by telling her, outright and explicitly, what he's afraid of, why he's afraid of it, and when something he's afraid of can or will happen. If he's not afraid of something, he just doesn't say or show so, and Vesna understands what that means, too.

But when his world begins to crumble around him in the final act of MW3, he doesn't tell Vesna he's afraid. Not when his allies die or disappear. Not when Price and Yuri escape Prague with their lives, when they infiltrate Karlstejn Castle, when they rescue President Vorshevsky and his daughter, when his incomplete war drew to a close. Not at the Hotel Oasis when he gives Vesna's tutor forged documentation, places a kiss on top of Vesna's head, and slips a capsule with a single pill in her pocket. In fact, he's completely calm.

But Vesna is observant, very observant, and Makarov is still a man, and men have tells. Makarov is afraid, very afraid, and she knows it. And even though he may not tell her everything, and she as a twelve year old cannot completely grasp what's going on around her quite like an adult can, she still knows what's happening, why it's happening, and understands how things might end. She even understands that Makarov is setting in motion his very meticulous plan for what would happen if his death is inevitable, because he taught her exactly what that plan would be—right down to what to do if the odds were hopeless, and her own death or capture were inevitable. She knows there is reason to be afraid—and she also knows that her father would never lie about when to be afraid, or whether he is.

Because at the end of the day, for as pragmatic and cold and calculating as he raised her to be, Vesna is still a child who thinks her father invincible, even if it's for reasons one might not expect (arrogance is a fatal flaw she and her father share, and even though Makarov might not be aware of the depths of his own hubris, he recognizes Vesna's very easily—in part because it still manifests childishly, if still morbid and grown-up for her age). And it really is a matter of when now, not if, and not just for Makarov—until she's as far away and as untouchable as possible, capture or death are an inevitability for Vesna as well. And the fear of his own imminent death and his daughter's potential death or capture is so acutely agonizing that Makarov tries to spare her it, because if it hits her, she will panic.

And she does, in that penthouse in the Hotel Oasis, and she doesn't stop screaming until the convoy is well outside of Dubai.

[v1ct0la]

..an intro..

hi, i'm victoria :) | lesbian | 18 | she/her | intj

multi fandom, but currently focussing on tlou2 for a fat while aka probs the rest of my life aka pls send psychiatric help

current obsession: abby anderson (tlou2)

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don't copy anything or spam me pls :)

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[satbiym]

Grace Kelly is Luo Binghe's official character song. Trust me, he told me this in a dream