#need him sooo bad it’s inexplainable

[kisses4kaia]

superbowl tn who loves football !! luke def does .

just imagining loser!luke get soo mad when his favorite team fumbles a touchdown, or when the ball is taken from his fav player and he just needs to calm down. and what a better time than halftime?

so like the sweet girl you are, you make no complaints when luke wordlessly and unexplainedly manhandles you onto your back spreading your legs. he kneels on the ground before you and throws your calves over his shoulders which are clad in a jersey reading his favorite tight end’s name on the back as he pulls your pretty little panties to the side.

usually, he would take his sweet time prepping you, teasing a little cruelly, but right now? right now he just wants to bury his face between your plush thighs, slobber a little mindlessly all over your pretty cunt. god, he’s so messy, too ! he’s paying little to no mind to your squeals and writhes as he just holds a strong arm to your pelvis, restraining you from trying to run away from him any further. “please, luke! slow down, sh-shit!” you moan in a high-pitched tone, the pop singer’s half-time performance on the tv now background static over the disgusting and bestial ways he’s devouring you like a wolf would prey.

everything is so primal and animalistic with the way his tongue fucks into you—because, its not because he’s desperate to drive you to pleasure, but because he’s found a vaguely familiar, warm, place for his worked tongue to dwell. he’s made you cum, what, thrice now? and not once has he stopped or even seemed to notice.

worse for you, he hasn’t resolved his anger yet, and as retribution for when you try to tug at his dark curls to dispel the achy overstimulation he’s caused, he slaps your agonized cunt and utters some filthy degradation before returning to his ministrations.

and when he realizes halftime has come to a conclusion and the game is back on, he simply presses a parting kiss to your sensitive little clit, sits back up onto the couch next to a heaving, crying, you, and glues his eyes back onto the screen in front of him; leaving you to limp off to take care of yourself.

“grab me another beer while you’re up, hm baby?”

[yuichi-ro]

pls kisaki would go on his rant about how much of a simp his daughter’s spouse is and i’d be like “sit down” and he would almost subconsciously 💀 i love the funky smitten man omfg but god he is so hard to properly write for me its frustrating;;; he definitely insists to keep giving kiddo piggy back rides even if she is too big and he is too old… god thing we got all that money bc dumbass gets back problems from it.

can u imagine grandpa kisaki tho?? if u thought dad kisaki was bad w spoiling oh boy u havent met grandpa kisaki yet XD his wedding gift was prob some island too

oh but don’t give me ideas. soulmates with hunter but both of you keep getting reincarnated, one way or another. souls interwoven, dying at belos hands every time together, a history repeating itself again and again, waiting to finally be broken by hunter and the current incarnation of soulmate. they always meet the same in the general sense; tho the details are different.

two beings on opposite sides; starting as a witch and a human, now a wild witch and and the emperor’s guard. the slow burn, the hurt comfort, the inexplainable pull towards each other; a destiny needing to be fulfilled: to be together at last, something belos refuses to let happen ever again.

god what id give for hunter’s super awkward flirting;;; pls darius would help fix him up for a proper date but poor baby is just an anxious little mess and its so endearing.

being there when his world shatters for him, an odd sense if deja vu in the back of your mind while you hold him to calm him down, you; the only constant in his life, always has been, not even just in this one.

safe to say i am soft ugh. but yeah the collector is sooo interesting. so many fan theories. and yeah i was squinting at my screen pausing the episode just to look at every frame ahsjsj i hate disney for not giving us a third season. fuck em. also collector is such a funky little guy. dana said his pronouns were he/they and i honestly think it should’ve just been bastard/gremlin.

-🌌momo

the way Kisaki is trained like a dog 💀 Everyone knows it. You know it. Hanma knows it. All of Toman knows it. The only one who doesn't know he's a simp is Kisaki himself. All you do is give him a look and man is sitting himself down stopping his stewing. Another look and he's snagging your drink without even a word. Mind you running his mouth the entire time about people who are too desperate in love like he isn't the pinnacle of pathetic simp 😭😂

god the utter menace that man is to his grandkid(s) like he's buying them cars for the fifteenth birthday. Cars that match their favorite toy cars they liked when they were little. Oh my god he's constantly has sweets on him or buys them whatever the hell they want. He's a nightmare to anyone who's actually a parent but the grandkids love him ☠☠☠

pls red string of fate, hanahaki disease, tattoos on parts of the body part, inability to see color before meeting your soul mate asdfghjkl just the endless list of heart wrenching perfectness that could go with the Hunter/Grimwalker thing. God and not to mention the repeated gory scenes that could be written with each killing of the imperfect guard and his lover every time asdfghjkl

no matter what molding Belos does to this image of his brother, taking away any form of memories, filling his mind with ideas that don't make him question anything, all that work for nothing bc even at his hands death can't seem to fix the one problem always has. The reincarnation of a god awful thing that keeps distracting his brother. Dead a hundred times by his hand yet Belos is readying to repeat the process every time his precious golden guard brings up the dredges of a useless crush. Until Hunter that is. Keeps him so under lock and key certain that's the only way to keep the reader away. If he simply never meets you, then this could be the perfect model he's been striving to make.

just like all the attempts before though fate twists in ways even Belos can't predict or work with. You both meet. Without realizing it. Setting forth the same chain of events that has followed a hundred deaths beforehand. Even as awkward as he is and sheltered the soul wants what the soul wants. Bad pointers from Darius or Raine aside Hunter still finds himself feeling weird around someone he still regards as a stranger. No explanation until it draws both together again.

oh and the big reveal about the other golden guards. Oh does that sped up all the past interactions to come crashing down on you both in one night. Hunter bolting with nowhere to go but to you. Magicless sacrifice in the arms of a wild witch. Cracked Golden Guard mask tossed aside when he can't even form the words to tell you what happened. Maybe at some point he'll be able to tell you. Only seeking comfort in your touch though holding him close like it's all happened before. Hairs on the back of your neck crawling like there's an imamate danger but it's just the two of you, no one else knows you're here. Unsure of why you're minds telling you something bad is going to happen. Pushing it aside to comfort him and ignoring your mind screaming at you that this is a bad idea in favor of being close to the closest thing to home you've ever felt when you're wrapped around Hunter like this.