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[gentlenotes-moved]

Thanksgiving is coming tomorrow!

Do you celebrate it? Sometimes gratitude or giving thanks to things may come off as a big and somewhat unpleasant word. It may feel as if you are forced to acknowledge something that you already love, and that kills all the joy in this type of self-care, isn’t it?

That’s why instead of asking myself “what am I most grateful for?” I instead say “what makes me the most happy?” it’s definitely okay to not come up with things that makes you happy at first, it happens to me too! But maybe you can start with something easy…like cats?

So, would you want to make a list (even one thing is enough) of stuff that makes you happy? And you can even explain why if you want to!

—Self-care anon

hey! happy thanksgiving (thanksgiving comes on the 23rd btw ♥)! i still celebrate it and we often go over to my grandpa and step-grandma's house (dad's side) to eat soup and cornbread :) we used to go over to my great grandma and grandpa's house (mom's side) bc they would host a thanksgiving party for the whole family. but they're much older now, so they've stopped <//3

and actually about a year ago, i was in a bad state of mind and i thought to make a list of stuff that makes me happy. most of it is simple stuff like the taste of black coffee or the way the sunlight dances on the ground it filters through the trees. anything that brings me even the smallest amount of joy. i currently have down 611 things that bring me happiness (yes, i checked lmao).

here's somethings that have made me especially happy lately:

cooking!!!!! baking!!!!! creating food!!!

anything that came from the mid-90s/2000s bc all of it was my childhood

cute shops run by old ladies

pumpkin scented candles, pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin pies. just anything pumpkin related.

mo, my cat! he's a fluffy ball of sunshine and i swear he's a golden retriever in a cat's body <3

ant and dec

the crisp, chilly air on quiet, sunny autumn mornings

puppy chow (i mean the homemade midwestern stack, NOT dog food lol)

clear night skies where you can see the moon and lots of stars

pretty boy, my bearded dragon

red breasted nuthatches. they're so damn cute oml

the joy that is hand feeding wild birds

apple dumplings

making jam

blackberries

when u see an old friend u haven't spoken to in years and when u make eye contact they smile at u and u smile at them and the world feels a lot less heavy

farmer's markets!

my younger cousins ♥

these are just a few! i hope you have a lovely autumn and thanksgiving, nonnie!

[kittievampire]

ok so i was on nightbringer and i get beel as a surprise guest.. and idk what they put in him for this game , cause one of his reactions was “You wanna play huh?” and i GASPED.. i mean gasped. dirty dirty thoughts r running through my mind right now. some of them being , does nightbringer era beel like brats..

does he like to play with bratty mc

and how would this line escalate…😫

immediately came to u cuz luv your writing 💞💞

Now I ain't gonna sit here and say this didn't do something to me because it fuckin did. I'm jealous nowwwwwww

Where's my "You wanna play huh?" WHY CAN'T I HAVE NICE THINGS UGGGHHHHH

ANON SHAREEEEEE

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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"You Wanna Play, Huh?"

Warnings: Smut, Brat Tamer! Beelzebub x Bratty! Reader, Fem! Reader, Spanking, Overstimulation, Creampie

Enjoy.

Beelzebub was always so innocent.

He was the very definition of a gentle giant; He was aware of his big stature, but he was always careful with you. That was what you loved, what made you fall for him.

You would try to subtly drop hints that you liked him, but he wasn't exactly one to catch on to non-verbal cues or innuendos. This, along with your shyness, led to you concealing your feelings and lusting for him in the privacy of your own room.

Every now and then, you'd walk in and catch him next to your bed, panting heavily and sweating profusely. When asked why he was there, he'd mumble something about a delicious smell and shuffle out of there with a blush on his face.

Once you got sent back in time, however, you were met with a slightly different Beelzebub. He was still innocent with a black hole for a stomach, but something was off. Something you couldn't put your finger on. Maybe it was the way the atmosphere changed when you teased him in private; Maybe it was the way he'd stare at you while at the dinner table, drooling, right after you'd finished masturbating.

You weren't entirely stupid, you could put two and two together, (Belphegor also made a good wingman when it came to stuff like this) and you knew that the Avatar of Gluttony had fallen for you. Not only that, but you could tell that he wanted you as well. Thus, you'd tease him, purposefully.

Perhaps that was your mistake.

_

When you offered to accompany Beelzebub to the gym for a nice workout, he was ecstatic, to say the least. He could finally spend some time with you, and you'd be doing one of the activities he loved to partake in! Maybe the two of you could go to Hell's Kitchen afterward for a nice meal; The thought made his mouth water.

There was also the guilty pleasure of seeing you in your workout clothing, which just so happened to be short shorts, a workout bra, and tennis shoes, that he got to indulge in. It was a win-win!

Of course, he didn't want to just gawk at you the whole time, he wanted to be more respectful of you, so he decided to busy himself with lifting weights, so he wouldn't be tempted to look at you. However, that quickly backfired when you offered to video him.

"Oh, I had a friend who worked out all the time. He'd have me film him working out so he could see what needed changing. You should start doing it, I heard it's really helpful." The way you batted your lashes at him while you said this made him melt. Surely you had no ill intentions, right? It was just filming. Maybe it truly would end up being beneficial.

For some odd reason, the way you were walking around him slowly with a D.D.D. in hand made him a little nervous. The sweat that had started to gather on his brow was not only his body's reaction to the exercise but also his self-control slowly leaving his body droplet by droplet. It wasn't only the fact that you were sexy, but also the fact that he loved you. You cared for him in a way that was different from the way his brothers would, a way that made him blush and feel less hungry. Hungry for food, at least.

Beel wasn't one to question your decisions or your actions, he always knew that you were intelligent and knew what you were doing. That being said, the sin couldn't help but wonder why you decided to climb on top of him while he was on the weight bench and start straddling him.

Now, he was in a tough spot. He shuddered a bit, struggling to keep a solid grip on the barbell. "W-Wha—?" You batted your lashes at him once more, lowering the phone just a little. "Keep going! I just wanted to get a better angle!"

Beel, even with all his self-control, could only manage to do a few more reps before he felt himself become increasingly tense in his nether regions. Thus, he carefully pushed the barbell back up and onto the j hooks, sliding down a little and sitting up. You jumped in surprise, a small pout forming on your lips as you paused the video. "Why'd you stop, Beel? You were doing so well, I thought you were gonna do more sets," You asked, placing a hand on his exposed chest as you leaned forward, pushing your body closer to his.

The Avatar of Gluttony jumped, swallowing a lump in his throat. "I'm hungry," He managed to sputter out, lifting his hand to help you off of him. However, his hand landed on your hip and you gasped, pushing your body against his, breasts squishing against his chest. Beel flinched once more, clenching his teeth as he felt his cock twitch. You placed your arms on his shoulders, looking up at him with your doe eyes and making sure he got a nice view of your breasts from above. "Beelzebub, did you mean to touch me there?" You asked softly, a blush present on your face.

This caused Beelzebub to go red in the face, turning away from you. "Sorry, I didn't mean to. Can you... get up? I wanna go to Hell's Kitchen." At this point, the sin was desperate to get away from the situation, praying to Diavolo that you wouldn't notice his erection pushing up against your ass.

However, Beel was way too big not to notice.

And, unfortunately for him, you seem to notice this. You flinched and turned your head to the side slightly, pushing your ass against the bulge in his shorts. You could feel your brain going a mile a minute as you began to process his size. Biting your lip, you looked back up at him through your lashes. "Beel, what's that poking me, hm?" You asked softly, hips slowly beginning to move in a circular motion.

Beelzebub immediately gripped your hips to still you, causing a whine to erupt from your throat. "H-Hey! Why'd you—?" "Stop messing with me," He interrupted, magenta eyes peering down at you as his voice dropped an octave. You were a bit startled by the change in atmosphere, quickly taking a glance around the gym to see that there were only two other demons in there, both with earbuds in and focused on their workouts. The demon before you saw that you were distracted and immediately pulled you closer, the intimacy making you whimper. "I'm trying so hard, MC—" He pulled your hips closer to his, leaning closer so that his lips were next to your ear. "To control myself around you, but you just have to act out in public like this, don't you?"

You scoffed, turning your head away. "I don't know what you're talking about! You're the one with the perverted mind, not me," You said, a little too much attitude in your voice than he liked. He quirked a brow, pushing your hips down so that your clothed cunt would grind against the bulge in his pants. This made you gasp and whimper softly.

"So, you wanna play, huh?"

_

Now, you were pretty convinced that Beelzebub wasn't as innocent as you'd initially thought. At least, not at this very moment.

Loud moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin bounced off the walls and right back into your own ears as you lay there, face almost completely buried in the pillow as Beelzebub pounded into you from behind. He was so fucking huge, your poor little pussy was struggling to take him, but he thrust into you at an angle that made any discomfort unimportant. He held your hips in a vice-like grip, saliva running down his chin as he heard the lewd squelching of your soaking wet cunt in response to him drilling his cock into you.

Beelzebub grunted, halting his movements for a moment as he lifted your hips up toward him. "Keep them up," He huffed out, pulling himself out about halfway before slamming back in. You squealed into the pillow as you felt him hit your most sensitive spot, hips shaking as your legs were nearly giving out.

"P-Please, Beel, t-tired," You moaned out pleadingly. He lifted his hand slowly, bringing it down and delivering a hard slap to your ass. "You wanted this, didn't you?" He asked mockingly, squeezing the flesh of your ass that had gone red from his own hand. "Need more of your cum, MC. Gimme more." Beel delivered another harsh slap to your ass, right cheek glowing a bright red. Tears began to well up in your eyes. "Beel!" You cried out as his heavy balls slapped against your thighs.

The Avatar of Gluttony was drooling all over you, wanting more, needing more of you. He wasn't satisfied with just the one orgasm, no, he needed more. Three rounds in, of course, you're tired, but he can't stop.

You feel a shudder run down your spine, gripping the sheets below you as you feel your walls flutter around his length, another orgasm hitting you like a wave. Beel grunted as he felt your juices coating his cock, his thrusts becoming quicker with the additional lubrication. "Beel," You whined out. "B-Break, please?"

Beelzebub buried himself deep inside of you, tip pushing against the spongey spot that made you see stars. "I didn't cum yet, MC," He said, a playful frown forming on his face. "You wanted to be a brat, so I'm treating you like one. Brats don't get rewards, MC." He leaned forward, nibbling gently at your shoulder as you let out another loud cry of ecstasy. His pounding was merciless, your legs hanging on by a thread, just about giving out at this point.

You couldn't think straight, couldn't even hear or see properly. All you could think about was how roughly Beel was taking you and how much you absolutely adored it. If he could take you like this all the time, you may have to become accustomed to being sore.

"Are you getting distracted again?" Beelzebub asked, pulling his cock almost all the way out, the tip barely touching the heat of your insides before fully sheathing himself once more. It felt like the wind was knocked out of you, and your mouth dropped open, a silent scream escaping your lips. You heard him start to grunt and groan, hips stuttering as his thrusts became more and more desperate.

Beel lowered his hand, beginning to rub the bundle of nerves that he knew made you squirm. "B-Beelzebub!!" You whined out, walls squeezing his length ever so tightly. The Avatar of Gluttony began to pound into you even faster, grunting the phrases "Cumming" and "MC," over and over again like a mantra.

Before you could even register the approach of your climax, you felt yourself cry out the demon's name, feeling as he pushed himself deep inside of you, tip kissing your cervix as he came. You could feel his seed filling you up to the brim, a broken groan coming from the sin on top of you.

He thrust a couple more times to ride out his orgasm before slowly pulling out of you, his cum spilling out immediately as his cock left your cunt. Shakily, you allowed yourself to collapse into the sheets, closing your eyes as you felt him snuggle up behind you.

New knowledge of kinks had been discovered, maybe you could use this to your advantage. Well, that was something to leave for another day.

Now, you were attempting to figure out how the hell you were able to satisfy the Avatar of Gluttony. It was a nearly impossible feat, but you managed.

Perhaps you'll reward yourself with some sweets later.

"MC, can we do it again?"

Hope you liked it, anon!

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[3vergr3en]

begging on my knees for nicholas headcannons 🤲🏻 and thank you for writing for &team!!!

Nicholas Boyfriend Headcanons 💫

(☁️) PAIRING . idol!nicholas x fem!reader

(🐚) CONTENT. disgusting filthy fluff!!

(🎙️) A/N . you, anon, and everyone else who requests more &team content are soo sweet and kind 🤧 and everyone who supports my work, as well as reposting them— thank you all !! I love y’all sm 💞💞

he buys you guys matching jewelry <3

and they were not cheap either.

as much as you try and negotiate with him, he's stubborn.

so ultimately, you find yourself wearing a bracelet that has his name engraved on the inner clasp.

he loves wearing them in general but likes them more when he's on tour.

the reason why is that it makes him feel like you're there with him,

and that gives him a boost of confidence for when he goes to perform <3

he really likes taking care of his people

"Nicholas, I'm starving, could we go get something to eat?"

"Choose whatever you want, it's my treat"

and on days when you'd offer to pay,

"Babe, you paid for dinner last time."

he declines you, urging that you shouldn't need to pay,

"And I'll pay for it again." He states, "You don't need to worry, y/n. It's truly nothing."

He eases your concerns with a peck on the lips <3

He doesn't want you wearing hoodies that aren't his

you thought it was a little odd at first until he ended up winning you over when he explained his reasoning

"There's no point in buying another hoodie that not only doesn't smell like me but it just doesn't hoodie like how mine does, y'know?"

you found it amusing how passionate he was over this.

another reason he's too prideful to admit is that he just likes to have other people see that you're wearing his clothes 🙈

you're his wallpaper!!

both lock screen and home screen!

and it's vise versa on your part too

while he has pictures of you that were aesthetically pleasing,

yours, on the other hand, was a picture of his mouth wide open, ready to take a big bite of his food <3

"baby.. why that photo?" He whines, side-eyeing you with a slight frown.

Through your wheezing, you managed out, "You--cackle--looked so--inhale--cute!"

even if he was a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but smile a little at how hard you were laughing.

he's actually so in love with you.

he's one of those boyfriends who claims they hate babytalk,

but once you have him in your arms, fingers gently combing through his black locks,

he indulges in a little bit of baby talk with you.

and although his self-respect and the image he carries would be beyond repair if his members ever caught him,

all of his stress just melts away whenever you cradle him in your arms, whispering sweet nothings into his ear while your hands work their magic.

"Does my baby wan' kissies?" You coo, combing back his bangs to plant an open-mouthed kiss on his forehead.

he's so lost in the zone, that he fails to notice your phone propped up against the pillow,

"mhm,, I wan' your kisses.."

"Yeah? Want to tell the guys how bad you want my kissies?"

His head immediately snaps up, and his fear-filled eyes make contact with the phone camera.

"TURN THAT OFF--"

yeah, he was fighting for his life in the group chat that day.

[thepenguinwriter]

Heyyyy I love how you write for angel dust, I was wondering if you could do general headcanons for him in a relationship with a fem or gn! Reader, what they would do in they’re free time and what not🎀🫶

Angel Dust ♡ Being his s/o

Includes; gn reader, established romantic relationship, pet names, fluff, mentions of Valentino (not graphic)

- ♡ You and Angel were together for a while, and you knew him very well

- ♡ After long days, you always invited him into bed and cuddled with him, letting him talk about his day

- ♡ You'd include Fat Nuggets at times too

- ♡ But on particularly shitty days you'd treat him to full-on self-care and spa days

"Awhh, dollface, ya just too sweet!"

"You deserve it, babe."

- ♡ In the morning Angel would always ask you what you think he should wear, what makeup he should put on

"I just can't pick! Those shiny dresses, or the corset-"

"Angel, baby.. you look good in everything, stop fussing for Lucifer's sake."

- ♡ You'd still help him of course

- ♡ Maybe even planting a few kisses while putting on his makeup

"No, babe, ya gonna ruin my makeup!"

- ♡ You'd live to tease the fuck out of him

- ♡ You two would shit-talk Valentino constantly

- ♡ If Angel ever felt particularly bad about him you'd comfort him with some blankets and comfy clothes

- ♡ Overall, your relationship is surprisingly sweet and wholesome. You love him and he loves you, oh so very much.

Hi anon! I really appreciate the compliment, I love writing for Angel too 💞 and on that note yall are CRAZY for 300 notes on my last Angel fic but I love you <3 /p

[eli0004]

since you don't do sub content, could you do something fluffy with jean? anything if you want

Anon, your wish is my command! 🖤

Dating Jean Kirstein-

Synopsis: Headcannons for a Modern AU! Version of your favorite horse boy (Fem!reader)

Rating: SFW

Warnings: one slightly suggestive hc, implied body image issues, jean has a history of toxic relationships

Ok, so first of all, Jean isn’t your typical boyfriend. He’s boyfriend: Feminist Edition✨ and body positivity king, hello?

He’s also, as we all know, a huge simp. This man will do anything for his woman

Because of that, he’s had a few really shitty relationships where he was badly taken advantage of, and he always vows to really assess a person’s green AND red flags before proceeding.

It never works out that way, obviously. Bro wouldn’t know a red flag if you shoved it up his ass 🚩. He sees a pretty girl and is suddenly color blind.

Because of his history in that aspect, when you first confess your feelings to each other he’s absolutely terrified that it’s one big joke, or destined to fail.

But as you both get closer, he lets his gaurd down, and bro is down so bad.

You say “jump” an jean says “how high”

He is 110% that guy who notices everything you do with your appearance, but that’s also just because he doesn’t understand the whole “it’s not polite to stare” thing.

Jean when you do literally anything: 👁️👄👁️

He’s a gym bro, change my mind (you can’t 😈)

If you’re insecure Jean is one of those guys that will ask you how much you weigh, and you’ll be like “damn that’s really icky and disrespectful” until you see him placing that exact amount of weight on the bench.

He’s like “see, you’re not too heavy for me” wink wink

He’s so endearingly stupid

This man will worship every curve you’ve got on you.

If you’re not insecure tho, Jean will hype you tf up when you’re feeling confident

“Hell yeah, look at that ass babe!” *smack*

Either way he’s obsessed with you, regardless of what your body looks like or whether or not you like it.

Modern Jean 100% has a minor Fratccent from his college years.

Once or twice, he will accidentally call you bro, but he’ll be so apologetic TT you can’t even be upset.

He’s the type of guy that will walk around with his hand on your ass instead of your waist if you’re ok with that

His shit eating grin when someone mentions it, he’s like 😏😏😏

Scratch his head with your nails, DO IT

This man will be snoring immediately, it’s his favorite way to fall asleep.

I’m also a firm believer that modern!jean is not a natural blonde, so from time to time he’ll let you put streaks of vivid color in it, bonus points if you match with him

He’s actually a pretty good cook, so when you’re feeling homesick he’ll prepare your comfort meals for you

His love languages are physical touch, and words of affirmation. Jean will actually spontaneously combust if you compliment his biceps or tell him he has pretty eyes

He’s also totally comfortable with his masculinity so he’d be thrilled to be involved in your skincare routine, do face masks, let you clean up his brows, put makeup on him etc etc.

In fact, if you’ve had a hard week, he’d be the one to come home with a bottle of wine, face masks, nail polish and snacks. Top tier self care night, would sit on the couch with you and all your plushies and watch love island or something 😭

He gets so into the drama, it’s actually hilarious. By the end of it he’s rolling his eyes and trash talking at the tv

Will get wine drunk and dance in the living room with you

Honestly, we all just need to get ourselves a Jean. 😔💞

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[unattractivebimbodarling]

Hey, could you please write yandere obey me characters calming down MC after brutal punishment? 🥰

Omggg!! Hey there anon!! Its my first request, on the same on which I created the blog!!! m' sooo happpy!!! And yes yes of course I'll write for yaa!!!!💞

Characters: The 7 Demon Brothers

TW: Yandere tendencies, lots of crying, men giving cold shoulder, gaslighting, bits of manipulation, blackmailing, sleep deprivation, hunger deprived, almost drowning, degrading, sugar coated insults, choking, suggestive in some parts (mainly asmo), comfort (?).

-> I dunno if the punishments I chose count as brutal, but lets get this over with.

Lucifer:

For what I think is that, his punishments would actually be a bit more harsh than others, but something that will also affect your mental health.

He could for example, use his belt as a whip, and hit you until you bleed, like come on, he is sadistic, he would take pleasure in seeing you like that, and most likely won't feel regrets.

Okay but seeing you sit in his room, on the floor, in a dark corner, while hugging yourself, actually does something to his heart. He tries to focus on his work, he really does, but your sobs, and sniffled pained sounds break his heart.

He tries to tell himself that you deserve it, you shouldn't had gotten all jazzy with someone else. But he can't help but sigh, and try to focus on his paper work. But he ends up getting up and walking towards you, with neutral expressions.

He would patch you up, while you are on his lap, as he would place warm kisses on your wound, blow on them, before bandaging them.

"...Mc?...", He softly spoke, more softly than he intended to. You sobbed and kept your head buried in your knees. He sighed as he crouched besides you, and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you on his lap. You still kept looking at your lap, not daring to meet his eyes, thinking you meet anger him again "Look at me, mc", his voice wasn't so soft now, rather commanding. As you flinched and slowly looked up at him, your eyes glistening with tears. He clicked his tongue and gently pulled your head towards his shoulder. "You shouldn't have made me mad, My dear, *sighs* now look what you've done....Let's get you patched up...hmmm?" He picked you in his arms, making you sit on the bed, and crouching between your legs, as he started to apply ointment on your bruises. You can't help but forgive him, must be your mistake, if it was his, he probably wouldn't be caring for you...Come one! He loves you, you just need to keep your behavior in check.

Mammon:

For Mammon, I feel like that his most brutal punishments, could be locking you away, and keeping you chained, with restricting many other things.

In this time period, you won't see his usual tsundere self, he would be icy cold, and give you cold shoulder.

But then again I think that he would be a bit more of a softie that Lucifer. He would be faster to comfort you than Lucifer.

Once he realizes that its enough punishment for you, he would shower you in gifts and cuddles.

He would take you out on dates in expensive restaurants, and buy you lots of things. Also I think that he would be one of the few brothers who would actually apologize for going too extreme.

You heard a click sound, as the door of the room opened, and rays of light fell on your face, as you looked away. He walked in sighed as he slowly untied your bindings. As he led you away from the dark room in his bedroom. He slowly sat you on the bed, and murmured, "m' sorry, I shouldn't have gon' that extreme." As he would slowly hug you, before one of his hand would slip in his pockets and picking out a pendant, and making you wear it, while mumbling another small sorry. He would gift you bouquet of gold roses, and dress you up in designer clothes from Majolish. Then you both would later spend rest of your day, in an exclusive restaurant and then later on take you on a shopping spree.

Leviathan:

You see, Levi gives me those vibes, a boyfriend who would stalk you, long before you'd even start to date.

Even when you start dating, he would keep tabs on your activities online, to see whom are you interacting with me and stuff.

And I personally feel like that he would be more jealous than any other brother, Maybe same as Lucifer. Like blud is literally Avatar of Envy.

His punishment could include, keeping your head underwater, until he feels like you might not be able to handle more.

When he finally sees how much you are crying, and sobbing, he would definetly feel guilty.

He would shush you, and cuddle you, telling you how you shouldn't bait anyone else an eye. How you are only and only his.

You were painting with you face and shirt drenched, as your hair were firmly gripped by Levi. During your pants you broke down in tears, while mumbling 'sorrys' to him. And it does soft his heart a bit, as he pulls you close to him, "Tsk, why do you always have to do something so- *sighs* nevermind, c'mere." He slowly dries you hair with a towel, with you on his, lap in his gaming chair, as he lets you snuggle in his jacket, while he pats your back, and leave occasional kisses on your cheek, as he grabs his D.D.D from other hand...He still gotta see do you need another punishment or not? So you better enjoy this moment while it lasts.

Satan:

Okay, so we all know that Satan and Lucifer are pretty similar. So his punishments are going to be, if not more then equally harsh.

What I could think of was that he would squeeze you and torment with his tail, like it is very sharp, with spikes and a hook at the end.

His tail would have a firm grip on you, while the hooked point would roam around your body, leaving scratches and bruises.

And all this time he would be fuming in anger, and insulting you, and they won't be sugar coated.

But after this cute little punishment, he is most likely to bandage you and aid you similarly like Lucifer.

Maybe he would read you some books till you sleep or maybe take you to a cat cafe, who knows?

I feel like he would also apologize you in literal words, but only once, unlike Mammon.

You were sitting on his table as he bandaged you, with a black expression, but you could see he was sorry. He would slowly wrap his arms around you, as he would mumbled against your chest, "I apologize, love. I...shouldn't have let my wrath get the best of he..." As he would make you sit on his lap, and nuzzle in you neck, and keep silence between you two, "You want to go to a cat cafe, or shall I read you something, as an compensation?" The choice is yours.

Asmodeous:

So, I think that Asmo's mostly punishments would be sexual. He won't be the usual, sweet boyfriend while railing you.

He would overstimulate you, use bdsm, and I think that as a punishment he would definetly degrade you, let it be in sugar coated words, or with venom.

Afterwards, he would kiss every inch of your body to soothe you, and massage your muscles....Who knows what might lead to another think?

You were laying flat on your back, as Asmo was on top of you, massaging your sore thighs while kissing your chest to soothe the marks. "Darling, let's not make me angry next time, okay? Y'know you and your mistakes or so stupid..." Right, your mistakes, like comeone you think someone like Asmo would accept that he hurt you? Come on, it was your entirely your mistake. He would try to soothe you as his touched would get more intimate than needed to be. And then in a moment, you would be pinned in the same position. Your eyes would slowly widen in fear upon realizing where this was going, "Asmo-" "Shhh, I'll be gentle hmmm?"

Beelzebub:

Come on guys, do I need to explain, that he is a ball of sunshine. He can't do brutal punishments.

The extreme he would do will be not feed you, that also just for a few hours.

And even during that time, he would feel like a jerk.

When he finally gives you food, he would tend to feed you by hid hands, he would feel guilty asf, and apologize you a hundred times.

He will also share his food with you. You get to decide which food...

Beel was eating while thinking about you, as he realized he hadn't given you anything for some 4 hours. He would feel very guilty. He finally gives in and would rush to you with some food, and feed you with his own hands, "I am sorry, Mc. I got carried away, am so sorry. you must be hungry, tch am so sorry- Lets not argue again, hmmm?"

Belphegor:

So I feel like, he would either sleep deprive you, or the next thing could be...he would choke you.

Like literally, you would be pinned beneath in his demon form, and he would be choking you, until you nearly, or actually pass out.

In sleep depriving, I guess he wouldn't let you sleep in the nights, you decide how, and then you would have to attend RAD, while being sleepy, and then maybe get scolded by Lucifer, and see a disappointed Diavolo.

Even if it isn't brutal, he would make sure it would affect you then let it be physically or mentally. I personally think he would target for mentally.

So when you do get back in HoL, he would let you cuddle with him, and then maybe he would somehow manage to get you to sleep the whole day, without Lucifer noticing, or maybe not...

"Tired?" The lazy cow Belphie spoke, as he saw your droopy self barely manage to look clearly, with eyes all too red. He would scoff and chuckle, before taking you to the quiet attic with him, and then there he would let you sleep for a few hours, but don't think that he would be too nice, when you'll sleep, he'll sleep with you, and wouldn't even think about helping you with your homework, while you slept.. You would have to do it yourself.

-> I didn't really like how it turned out, after Luci's part. Maybe it could get a bit more better?! Idk, nvm, but whatever I am still pretty happy about my 1st request. Maybe I wrote it the same day being excited, that's why it turned out a bit off? But let's just do good in future!!! Also let me know if I should write one for side-characters.

[ariseur]

Hihi!!! 💞👐 my first time in the FF fandom and your stuff for sephiroth was the first thing that I saw, your writing and headcanons for him feel so accurate to his in-game self! If I may, I wanted to request maybe some hcs for a shapeshifter!reader x sephiroth 👉👈 im not really that well versed in the world and lore of ff, so I'm not really sure if a shapeshifter is even plausible in game :')

Maybe reader was an ex experiment of some sorts, made to be used as a weapon?

I just really want to annoy sephiroth as a cat or sumth (i think sephiroth deserves a Turkish angora to match with his gorgeous hair 🤲 despite being around puppies so often)

For a little angsty hcs maybe readers transformations can be painful at times or not even work out properly so they kind of end up looking messed up :') (or they just get something like a dog ear not changing back to a normal human ear after changing back into a human on a more silly note)

This also kind of opens up for more... naughty things, just change a limb into something, y'know. But I saw that you don't write NSFW in your rules so I'm perfectly okay with you leaving this part out! Feel free to ignore this request, I'm just having brain worms about sephiroth 💞💕 love love love your sephiroth stuff he is the best wife 🫶

A CHANGELING - SEPHIROTH

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ notes - helloooo anon!! i literally loved this request sm thank you so much for sending it in and those kind words 💕!! i’m not exactly sure if it’s possible for a shapeshifter to exist in ffvii, as far as i’m aware the main source of the planet ( mako ) only really helps with like super strength and SOLDIER abilities? but if you look further into the games and you see the.. things.. hojo keep in those test tubes, i think the “used-as-a-weapon” circumstances are pretty doable in this situation :) feel free to send any more ideas if you have any!!

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ warnings - intended lowercase, i talk about pre and post nibelheim seph, post nibelheim sephiroth being manipulative and psychologically abusive ( canon ), spoilers for crisis core and sephs origin story, at the end of the blurb he calls you a silly girl so fem!reader in mind although the rest is gn!reader, lmk if i missed anything!!

✧˖° SEPHIROTH with a shapeshifting reader— hmmm.. i think it depends on your attitude towards the whole situation.

✧˖° for example, if you’re more nonchalant about the situation then i suppose he would be, too. im sure he would be curious at first, but ultimately i dont think he’d care all that much. if you’re used in battle or are well known among shinra or some other organization and he ends up meeting you ( im starting off with pre nibelheim SEPHIROTH first lol ), then he’d definitely be fascinated by your capabilities and how far you can stretch your talents out.

✧˖° if we’re in crisis core era and its like.. before the events that transpired with genesis n all that— he’d wouldnt be as interested as one might think. he’d def be like, “ooh cool” but after the essential introduction then it’d must become normal to him. i think his reaction would also depend on how well you can control your abilities and how you use them to your advantage !! like— for example; if you can stretch one of your limbs or manipulate any part of your body, he’d wanna experiment with that and ask you some questions whenever you have time. if you can change your shape into an animal or another person though— he’ll definitely have a little more fun with it

✧˖° post nibelheim SEPHIROTH takes more advantage of your situation, especially if you can morph yourself or change into another being. if you can shapeshift into an animal or something small, he’ll have you scope stuff out for him or something like that. he will entirely and shamelessly abuse your power and will somehow make you think that you’re obligated to do this for him— especially if you knew him pre nibelheim and still stuck with him afterwards. you do want him to feel better, right? won’t you do this simple task for him? he promises that he’ll treat you well and will return back to normal if you just do this one thing for him :((

✧˖° i think his fixation on jenova and his own identity might even transfer over to you in some form. i feel like sephiroth believes things happen for a reason and so after his spiral, he often thinks that you were brought to him and that its a sign. he’ll use your ability and somehow connect it to his role in the lifestream and that it symbolizes versatility and you were brought to him with the purpose of your assistance to his goals n whatever blah blah blah post nibelheim SEPHIROTH is mean in his own way and i am sorry but i am not an apologist for this man’s actions !! i fully believe that he would manipulate you into becoming his little puppet to help accomplish his own ambitions.

✧˖° post nibelheim SEPH does care for you, and he’ll always tell you that— but i cant always say that he says it in good faith.

✧˖° but!! on a more positive note, i think ( pre nibelheim ) SEPHIROTH would be heavily amused with having someone who can alter their shape by his side. as anon mentioned in their request, i can totally see SEPHIROTH with a turkish angora or some sort of cat beside him!! i can just see you trotting over to him all of a sudden, hopping up on the back of his chair as you let your fur whoosh with every sauntered move you take. he furrows his brows, thinly arched and silver, before he realizes whose wet snout is pressed against the nape of his neck as he reaches a gloved hand up to run against your pristine ivory coat; earning a soft purr from you. UGHHHH i need this man so bad SEPHIROTH bae you know where home is

✧˖° if the process of shapeshifting is somewhat painful or it’s more abrasive on the way when you shift back, SEPHIROTH will always try his best to comfort you when it gets too difficult. he might be a little awkward, but the best thing he can offer is a reassuring hand on your lower back as he whispers in your ear that everything will be okay in the end. he’ll even try to make you laugh with his dry ass humor, it might not help because he’s so calm in this situation and you’re probably freaking out but he’s trying his best (╥_╥)

✧˖° something that i really like touching upon when i think about shapeshifters or people with the ability to alter their appearance is body and face dysmorphia!! i think it would be inevitable if you switched yourself up enough and would eventually develop some sort of insecurity within yourself and the way you look— perhaps thinking you looked some way when you didn’t or if everything just starts melding in your brain. i’m not sure if SEPHIROTH would know what to do in this situation but i’m sure he’d understand how you could feel this way, especially if you were treated as a weapon ( we’ll touch up on that next !!).

✧˖° i wrote a fic about SEPH feeling uncomfortable with himself due to the fact that it’s like— written in a setting where his wings are just sprouting, and i feel like that would happen at one point. if you wanna include that fic in this little timeline, then i feel like it’d give him all the more reason to come to your aid when you need it. i mean, if you helped him— isn’t it only fair that he does the same? he won’t tolerate any nitpicking at yourself or self deprecating comments, he won’t tolerate self loathing or anything of the sort; he is the there for you and whether you seek comfort in him is up to you, he reminds you.

✧˖° if you wanna include the ex-weapon part in this, i think SEPHIROTH’s heart would break— especially if it’s post nibelheim. pre cc SEPH is utterly baffled that you were treated that way, and is always cautious when addressing the topic or when talking about your feelings revolving around it.

✧˖° i think any decent human being would feel sympathetic when it’d come to a situation like that, but post nibelheim hits wayyy harder for him. after it comes to light that he was an experiment and only created to be the poster boy for shinra / the perfect SOLDIER, he feels for you even more. except, instead of like his previous self where he’d encourage you to work through it and let these feelings of sadness and emptiness pass along with letting go of your trauma, post nibelheim would have you use it and it only gives him more knowledge in order to manipulate you. he’d make it a case of using your resentment and all of these years of hardships to fuel your anger; to further develop these feelings of hatred towards humanity. it just gives him more to manipulate you with. but, you won’t have to worry about a thing when you’re with him, just help him take over and rightfully restore what’s his— what’s yours.

✧˖° now let’s end on a happier note, shall we? ^.^

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈ ｡ﾟ

with his mako eyes flickering over your sheen coat glimmering in the sun, SEPHIROTH watched as you cantered along the grass, soft flecks of dirt trapped under the light brown strands of your fur.

he softly chuckled to himself as he watched your small tongue loll out of your mouth as you panted, observing the heat of the sun getting to you ( or more so, your current body in the form of a dog ) as he sat in the shade, safe from its wrath. his eyes, slender and catlike, stayed fixated as he watched you roll around— your tiny body disappearing momentarily beneath the tall, tapered leaves sprouting from the ground.

sephiroth tilted his head up slightly, narrowing his eyes as he scanned along the knoll before he saw your head pop up from the green weeds, this time, coated with your real human hair and regular face. his lips quirked into a half smile while he watched you grin at him lazily, the sun draining you especially as you change your form. he reveled in the way your pink lips split open with your smile. he reveled in the way your eyes lit up when you saw him, even when you held those big, wet puppy eyes.

your hands slid from underneath you, shoulder with the part as you pushed yourself up from the dirt; ignoring the way it got stuck under your fingernails, reminding yourself that you’d have to clean them out later. putting your knee down, you pushed yourself forward and hustled towards him. letting out an airy laugh, you plopped yourself down on the raised hill where sephiroth sat. the tree above you provided shade that you instantly felt relief once you were under, the coolness of the obstruction healing your soon to be burnt skin.

“‘s hot out here, i swear. can nev’r get a break.” you muttered, placing both of your hands on your face as you leaned back into the foreign dirt behind you, uncaring of small bugs simply trying to traverse around you. sephiroth laughed, “i can see that.”

he turned his head to the side, scanning over your heated figure before he cocked his head in bemusement. letting out a small huff, you peeked one eye open out from underneath your elbow— even in the blistering rays of the sun, you could never get tired of sephiroth’s laugh; whether a wry chuckle or a cachinnation that was never intended to make it past his lips. you let out a small huff yourself, “what’s so funny?”

“one body part remains unchanged, dearest.” he lifted a leather clad hand up to his face, motioning towards his ear while his gaze softened; watching how your hands came up to flutter around the right side of your face only to find no ear. your brows crinkled as they met in the middle before you felt on the top of your head, the pads of your thumb and index finger fiddling with the folded ear protruding through your hair. lips forming into an ‘o’, you made an audible noise of surprise before you shut your eyes and let your head loll back again.

you applied pressure on the morphed body part, sephiroth watching in awe as you concentrated on fixing your error. your lips twitched upwards in a small smile before removing your hands and putting them at your sides, looking back at your beloved while he remained collected as ever.

a wider smile tugged at his lips— a rare sight indeed. he shook his head before mumbling a small, “silly girl.”

𐙚 taglist ; @snoopicle @ch3rryfiles

𐙚 requests are open — june nineteenth, 2024

[rabbittf2x]

((I’m back with another insane S/O lmfao))

okay now hear me out S/O doing more insane things to themself? And then Medic needs to stop them from doing that anymore? One time, S/O was about to do another experiment on them self and medic just busts into the room?

[[Gn reader and romantic plz love yer content btw]]

anon🦭🌺-

Thank u sm I’m so happy to hear u like my stuff :’)💞 I’ve said this before but it goes for all y’all sorry for the wait on these requests😭 ily xx

Medic with an Insane!Reader that experiments on themself

You were Medic’s soulmate. To have someone that matched his insane energy, and his love for science was all he could ask for. That was why you needed to understand he was a bit iffy when you experimented on yourself

When you first met Medic, he was more than happy for you to experiment on yourself. In fact, he encouraged it! He tried to join in on the fun, giving you crazy injections or concoctions. But now that you were close, now that he loved you… it was a little different

When Medic couldn’t find you in your room or with the other mercs, he began to panic. That meant you were in his lab about to hurt yourself! He dashed down the hall with a quick, panicked gait. Who knew what you were planning to do?

Medic bursted through the lab doors, making you jump about a foot in the air. You dropped the syringe you were about to inject into your bloodstream, the strange substance from it spilling on the floor

“Oh! Goodness, Medic. You scared the hell outta me!” You gasped dramatically

Medic rushed over to where you stood and set his gloved hands on your shoulders. You looked at him in surprise, your crazy eyes wide

“What did you do to yourself this time?” Medic asked. He broke your insane gaze to look down at the broken syringe on the floor. “What is that? Don’t tell me you injected that into yourself!”

You held your hands up in a surrender. “I was gonna, but you interrupted me!” You exclaimed

Medic sighed in relief, giving your shoulders a squeeze. “Thank goodness. I told you not to experiment on yourself anymore! You are going to get yourself killed.” He scolded

You smiled madly and shook your head. “That’s what you’re for! If I die, you can just bring me back! It’s all for science.” You giggled

Medic shook his head too. “No, dear. I don’t want you to die ever. Even if I can bring you back. I care for you too much to watch you do these things to yourself. That’s what the others are for!” He argued, referring to experimenting on the mercs instead

You shrugged under his hands. “I know. It’s just funner this way. I like to feel what happens.” You said

Medic bit back a smile before leaning in to place a quick kiss to your nose. “Nein, do not care. If you cannot stop for yourself, at least stop for me.” He frowned seriously

Your stared down at the broken syringe for a second, before looking up at him with a crazy smile. You stepped closer to kiss his cheek warmly, before grinning at him some more

“Okay, doctor.” You agreed, making Medic smile back. “I can do it for you.”

[simp4konig]

My personal thing, if you don’t mind me sharing <3, about König, while I know he has the potential to literally kill you without a second thought, I feel like he has a soft spot of children. Parents not so much, but he always spares the children. Now, for the bad behaved children I feel like he would give a scary talking to 👀

Because König feels very strongly about bullying, so if he heard a kid was bullying the other kid? Would come to their immediate rescue and shut the bully down harshly. For him, that’s a mercy, but he promises that if he ever hears word or sees them acting like that again he won’t be as “merciful”. But to the Victims he would console them, but also give them his harsh reality of “you have to be stronger than your enemies” and as much as he wants them to keep their innocence, he doesn’t want them to be weak either. Or worse killed.

But that’s just my little HC 😌

Anon rhis is such a good headcannon???? 🥹🥹 lemme just..,🤏🤌

No i don't mind qt all!!! 😊 If anuthing, im so glad you shqred this with me 🥰💖 bc I felt IMMEDIATELY inspired by this headcannon !!😽✨💖...

... so jere are MY headcannons for YOUR headcannon 🙈🙈⛅🌻💞💕💓✨🌼 Took me a short while to formulate my answer, so srry for the delayed reply 😿 I saw this as soon as you sent me this an i dont want u to tjink i ignored you at all:(</33

König with a soft spot for children headcannons🥺🥺

+ father König drabbles🤭

Word count: ~2022

*If you ignore my VERY angsty depiction of König's childhood, then it's totally pure fluff all around 💖✨🤗

*General headcannons for König

Writinf block is fuckinf AGONY and im in PAIN 😭😭💔💔 give me time to recover and ill powt two fully-fleshed out fanfics sometime soon 🙏🥺

Tag List ♡ @simpforkonig ♡ @abysslovesyou ♡ @puff0o0 ☆ @rustic-guitar-notes ☆ @happy-mushrooms ♡ @reyner-lee

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König, having been bullied all of his childhood, is FIRMLY against bullying.

To see a little girl/boy being labelled an outcast is oh too familiar to him, and hits far too close to home than it should. Brings back the insecurities, the feeling of being utterly humilated, a permanent reminder of his not fitting in. Literally.

Primary school: bullied for being a beanstalk, for head hitting the door frame, for being abnormally large, a "mutant"; balls hurtled at him in dodgeball, all competing in finding out who can knock out the "freak"; knees kicked from behind and legs buckling from the attack, a stampede of legs stamping on him as he cowered on the floor, helpless, and no one caring to help, teachers observing idly nearby.

Secondary school: nose broken to "fix" his crooked features, his "ugly" face; cast aside in class photos for "ruining the picture"; people of his own age turning their heads in the other way in disgust, avoiding him like the plague.

As if his "ugliness" was contagious, and if anyone was to touch him they'd catch the disease.

Power surpassing his tormentors, yet too powerless to fight back, he endured, yet didn't overcome.

Lasting trauma changed König's own perception of self completely.

It took a long time becoming the cocky and confident commander he presents himself as. To stand up to his full height and embrace himself for who he was and is, to be self-assured, domineering, and boisterous with others irrespective of their rank. The Colonel; a hardened soldier; a strict man of discipline exerting his authority over all, not at all sympathetic towards anyone.

Deep down, he is still that young boy, vulnerable in the center of a circle of so many pointing fingers and sneering faces. All became a collective body of ridiculing smiles, of sing-song laughter, so many that he lost count.

So, personally vowing to NEVER let his future children (or any children) go through the same turmoil, he would intervene whenever he had the chance to.

For instance, perhaps König was speed-walking home one day, dufflebag slung over his shoulder as he rushed to get back to you as soon as possible after being deployed these past weeks, and maybe he was passing by a playground.

Initially focused on the goal at hand, he couldn't help but turn his head, a small smile under his mask as he felt a wave of nostalgia crash over him. Nostalgic of times before he was forced to integrate with callous society.

Smiling at the oblivious children playing together, kicking their chubby little legs on the swings, sliding down a slide and falling, squealing. All giggling with glee, so innocent.

All except one. His eyes would land on a small girl, bawling on the ground, no older than five years old.

Surrounded by three others, all pointing fingers and laughing, the ringleader making fun of the poor thing as his henchmen stomped the remainder of her sandcastle, kicking sand at her. Hands on hip, chest puffed out triumphantly.

Rubbing her puffy eyes, thick pouting lips drooping in an open-mouthed frown, chin quivering as she struggled to contain her broken sobs, she kneeled on the ground, hugging her knees to her chest.

Usually, in these types of situations, people tend to behave in two very different ways when they see something that happened to them happening before their eyes:

"Why should I help them? I went through the same thing, so it's not my problem" or "I should help! They shouldn't have to go through the same thing".

You can probably already guess under which category König falls into.

He was NOT about to actively play a passive role in ignoring the poor blubbering child, to be downright apathetic like the other adults were in their radius. No way.

Still carrying his dufflebag, imagine the horror of the little shitlings*: seeing an imposing giant 2ft+ taller than them, huge body trudging towards their little troupe; cold, icy-blue eyes half-lidded staring into their bulging ones. Glaring.

Little band of clowns would probably actually shitting themselves fr 💀

Not only does König give the brats a stern talking to (all the while they are nodding their heads with jaws on the floor, knees trembling and nearly caving in on themselves), he later makes it his due diligence to track down the parent(s) and scold them too.

"Was wird deinem Gören zu Hause beigebracht? What do you teach your brat? This behaviour is unacceptable. You have set a terrible example, Du verdammter Idiot. How dare you allow this? Bulling is wrong. Scheiße, are you listening to me? Because you should, Dummkopf. You should be ashamed. I am sure ashamed of you. I swear to Gott—"

Cue 1 hours later, he personally grounds them (the child and parents)... 🤐

...And the child goes with it? Even the adults? 😭

I mean, to be honest, I would too, if a 6'10, body-so-broad-that-it-blocked-all-sunlight-and-did-not-fit-in-the-door-frame Colonel, gesticulating wildly, projecting strongly his German-accented voice, cursing in an aggravated amalgamation of furious English and a spiteful spit of German... Yeah, I'd be pissing my pants not even gonna lie 😭

I'd imagine that the parents would be immediately saluting, images of stupidity on their faces, completely dumbfounded to have their parenting challenged and to learn that their "precious little angel(s) that can do no wrong" actually can do wrong. (sorry guys i hate toddlers with a RAGING PASSION... rant over fyi no more of me insulting shitheads🥰)

As for the sweet, weeping girl, he would crouch down to her height, gentle eyes genuine behind his menacing mask. Slowly lifting the fabric, wary of his facial deformities, his scars, he'd do his best to give her a comforting smile, wanting to make her at ease.

She was not put off by his appearance at all. If anything, she maintained eye contact — was curious yes, so with no filter whispered, "You... you have a nice smile, sir. I like your eyes.

"They're—" a loud sniff, wiping her nose with her sleeve "—they're pretty. "

Taken aback, König's eyes widened. Then, in soft whisper:

"Meine Süße, I'm so very sorry about those— those idiots..."

The girl giggled a little, dimples appearing on her tear-stained cheeks.

"And I'm so very sorry, but there will others. Other idiots," he allowed himself to smile, letting out a dry chuckle.

A tentative hand dropping to her round shoulder, squeezing it every so slightly to emphasise his words. "And you have to be strong, Mädchen. You must be strong. This world isn't a good place for angels like you."

Obviously, he didn't sugarcoat the truth. Situations like this would be unavoidable. He would make that clear.

"I do not condone violence, but—" a wink, acknowledging the irony behind his words. "—if you stick your foot out when one of those brats are walking down the corridors, surely nothing will happen, ja?"

Seeing the girl lighten up, smiling brightly, no signs anymore of crying, he ruffled her hair with a toothy grin.

Letting the veil drop down his face, he suddenly fixed his posture and gave an exaggeratedly goofy salute as he turned to head home, satisfied. All the while the girl waved at him energetically, eyes crinkling up in an adolescent's adorable smile.

On another note: I never really gave it much thought before, but... König as a father? 🥺🥺

Your headcannons unlocked a part of my brain that had been locked. 🤭✨ Needed to upgrade my König skill tree before I got to this poin. 🦸🏼‍♀️ Sure has been worth it, though. 🤩

Ever since he was past his teenage years, the thought of a family was something he longed for. Desired.

Maybe it's because he was taught traditional house roles in his European household, or was longing for something that was out of reach, he couldn't tell.

What he was certain about was that it was his biggest wish. His dream.

Deployed in a foreign country, his favourite past-time was fantasizing about his future with a special someone, to have a big family, and to raise his children, giving them everything good he never had, and to shield them from everything bad he had experienced.

Something in being the breadwinner of the house was so masculine to him, and coming home to so many short, out-stretched arms, so excited to be reunited with their papa clinging on to his long legs brought a tear to his eye.

And, once you two officially became a couple, he knew that he wanted to start a family with you at some point. From the moment he met your eyes, intuition assured him that you would be the right one for him.

If you're a [fertile] female, he wants nothing more than to see miniature you and him running around, sweet cherub faces and their chubby cheeks smiling at him, calling him papa, calling you mama.

Seeing your belly swell up with his baby would strangely give him a sense of pride, proud that you would both bring sacred life into the world together, and would practically worship the ground you walk on. He would want to get this right, for everything to be perfect.

He wouldn't allow you to lift a finger despite your protests, catering to your every need, caring for you in any and all ways he could:

Carrying the groceries, 3 carrier bags in each hand, serving you while simultaneously subtly making you swoon, not missing the googly eyes you made at his strength from his peripheral vision;

Doing the bed, making sure to stock up on additional soft pillows and fluffy blankets so you would rest well, removing all stress from your morning routine, and the discomfort of finding a comfortable sleeping position at night;

Insisting you eat balanced meals, preparing nutritious food that had all the nutrients you would need, the sustenance to feed you and develop a healthy baby.

The gore and guts he had witnessed in the battlefield did not compare at all to the sight of blood staining the hospital bed sheet. The look of horror in his eyes as you went into labour, death grip on his hand, knuckles turning white. He'd be hyperventilating, almost feeling the same pain you were going through 😢💔

Not to say that your agony was worth it, but seeing the beautiful blanketed bundle in your arms, you cooing at the little one, made every single horrific moment combined in his life worthwhile.

All the struggles, the hardships, the troubles; all worth it if it meant seeing you with his child.

If you're anything other ([infertile] female, male, non-binary, etc), König would get so emotional when adopting a newborn with you.

He'd be teary-eyed, unable to hide the emotions.

To think that he'd be rescuing a child, giving them a second chance and making it feel so wanted, so loved. To give it all the love he was missing, the feeling forgotten through years of bullying, abuse, and violence, and war.

He would waste no time building the nursery. Painting the walls, building the crib, buying plush blankets, stuffed teddy bears, toys that would be in no way a choking hazard.

His helicopter parent preparations aside, his dream would be to grow old with you, and be surrounded by children, grand-children, and even great-grand-children, sharing stories as the lively atmosphere was bubbling with life, with a family.

Piggy back rides would be a MUST!! 😡 Or, better yet, his infants (taking turns — dunno if three kids at once is very practical 😭) sitting on his shoulders, seeing the world from so high up. Reaching out, and their head in the clouds.

Bouncing them on his knee, like a train conductor going through heavy turbulence, all the while the little ones would be laughing happily, telling him to go faster.

Every single one of his children cuddled up to him; in his lap, over his shoulders, splayed over his legs, clinging to him like a pack of koalas. 🐨

Reading bed time stories, stroking their head, stood in the door way minutes after his children had fallen asleep. Keeping them safe.

A family of his own. To eventually embarrass endearingly, to squish their cheeks, and tickle their sides, play-wrestle and tease by keeping objects out of reach. His extensive research also included horrible dad jokes, which were made hilarious by their poor translations into English.

Wanting to raise his children the way his mother had raised him while she was still around, to give his children the happy childhood he hadn't had, to make school a positive journey into adulthood. He'd teach them to deal with bullies, to stand up for themselves when he never could...

...And, athough he has good intentions, the truth is that with a father like him no snot-nosed brat would ever dare to mess with the Colonel's children ☠️

...

Note: Omg you. csn tell that i got so carried away w/ this😭😭 you know rhat line where König "fantasized" about a family ?yea that was me the entire time wiritng this...💔 God i need to stop daydreamimg excessively ajd return to reality 🥲 ...

...,,jk i wont 🥰💅✨💫 good mental health??😰😰 guurrl we don't know her 💆🏼‍♀️💫✨🧚‍♀️💓

Functioning like a normal human being💔🤮🤮🤮<<<<< Making up vivid scenarios in my head💓💓 😍😍😍

*fyi, shitlings is a loose translation for "gówniaki/gówniarze", an insult you have for children in Polish (similar to the English "shithead"). Do what you will with that new knowledge. The world is your oyster with that one ig 👍

[marimayscarlett]

This is a FREE pass to deep dive into ANY of your favorite thing(s) about Mr. Zee Kay!!! I wanna hear EVERYTHING about your favorite thing, I love seeing your deep dives and essays on the most important subject to exist ❤️

❗ CAUTION. LONG-ISH POST AHEAD. ❗

Hi! First of all:

Kissies for you for sending me this ask, thank you so much! This has been sitting in my inbox for a while now since it took me ages to decide what this post should be about. I didn't want to make yet another fashion/stage outfit/etc post, so I decided to do something different with it.

I decided this will be a long ass post about Richard's outspokenness and honesty in interviews and some of my favourite quotes/topics he spoke about in the past. This man has A LOT to say and sometimes is brutally honest with his answers. You ask him how he's doing or what he thinks about XYZ? Prepare for a lengthy and detailed reply. You ask him something silly or boring? Be prepared he quite actually reacts quite directly on it.

This list will be sorted by three topics: 1. Quotes regarding work with Rammstein, Emigrate and in general, 2. Quotes about his personal life and finally, 3. Unhinged shit Richard says since this man sometimes has no filter.

All interviews will be linked, german quotes are translated into english. Prepare yourself, this will be long and self-indulgend and I'm probably the only person who's really interested in this stuff but i don't CARE, I love reading about and listening to this man and I'll use this post to my liking thanks to this lovely, lovely anon 💞 Let's get started 👀🤍

Richard on working with Rammstein and Emigrate and music in general

In this interview, Richard talks about being put into the right wing corner by the german media and how hard it is for him and the band: "You want to shout it out loud and convince people otherwise, only to find that nobody listens because nobody wants to know. They want you in this corner. That was very disillusioning."

Here he gives an example for his immeasurable perfectionism and how he tries to protect himself from it: "I spent a lot of time recording guitars over and over again. I ended up giving my guitar engineer the key to the locker where my guitar cabinets are and told him “Do not give me this key back”,  otherwise I would have still been in there recording guitars right now.

In the same interview, he also gives an example how the whole Mutter problem came into play: "So if I’d come up with 45 ideas, then others in the band may feel they’d have to come up with 45 ideas as well. There was lot of pressure going on within Rammstein because of that."

Here Richard talks about how he, back in the GDR days, wandered from peer group to peer group to find his style: "I've always been bored of sticking with just one group of people. The metalheads got drunk too often. So I moved on - and I found that refreshing - to the punks …" Interviewer: … who didn't drink any less. "No, exactly. And they were also dirtier (laughs). Then I was with the bluesmen, and they always went to these blues fairs. And because they also drank a lot, they could sleep well, whereas I, who didn't drink, always woke up at three in the morning because I was so cold - we only had these thin cotton sleeping bags."

Richard on the amount of hours which go in one song of his [interview]: "At some point, I calculated that it takes me about 1000 hours on average for a song to reach the listener. But I don't want to think too much about the time involved. That would just be frustrating."

On his relationship with Flake and that he would be the one member of the band Richard would play an Emigrate album as a test run to [interview]: "Although someone like Flake would probably be very open to that. We have a lot of respect for each other and are in a lively exchange. For example, I regularly listen to his radio show - and call him afterwards to ask him what weird stuff he's been saying. (laughs)"

2. Richard on his personal life

In my alltime favourite podcast with Richard, he admist to seemingly being a quite difficult person to live with (apparently, only his daughter is able to and is relaxed enough to bring him inner peace). He hates talking in the morning, needs time for himself with no talking and reflect on things and sometimes is afraid/annoyed that he has to explain himself to others (since other people tend to take offense because of this). This is one of the reasons why he definitely can't imagine living together with a girlfriend again.

Here he talks about the evolution of friendship with Till: Intervier: How has your friendship changed over more than 30 years? Richard: "Well, as it goes in life: Unfortunately, there's never a happy ending. You should only meet friends once or twice a month. It's unnatural for men to be extremely close for decades. At some point you want to be left alone." Interviewer: You two are more like colleagues these days? Richard: "Sounds stupid, but that's kind of how it is. But I still have a basic trust: If anything happens, I know I can call Till and he'll be there, just like the others."

Here Richard admits to his immense moodiness at times: "I am a very moody person, my mood sometimes changes by the hour."

Why he likes western movies so much [interview]: "It might sound strange, but I have really early childhood memories of my father watching these cowboy movies and falling asleep… that ended up being part of my upbringing somehow."

And his fond memory of the wild times with Till after the wall came down [interview]: "Because at that time, in every house there was a techno or rave party, and we would go there, and 7 in the morning, he would bring his daughter to school, and then come back and we would stay there into the daytime, and dance to these electric beats — I mean, can you imagine us dancing like that?"

How he answers to a fan question in which movie/show he'd like to be a part of (musically or in general) [article]: "I would have loved to have been in Game of Thrones. I really love fantasy worlds, you know? Also Westworld."

3. Welcome to the unhinged RZK corner aka "Shit RZK says":

In this interview, he describes his relationship with music like this: "I believe the music itself must be the king, but I want to be the queen." Alrighty then 👀

Just overall this conversation with him thinking about filming himself having sex [interview]:

The Gauntlet: Do you always have that funny smile during sex? [regarding the Pussy MV]

Richard: "I actually never watched myself but you have a point. I really should watch myself or videotape it. I never really...I can do it. I did that a long time ago but every girl is different. Do I really smile? Sometimes I guess, I will have to check that out. You really have me thinking on that one."

This man seemingly tried every therapy under the sun, which is good, but this one left me a bit speechless [interview]: "I always had the feeling that I was a king without a nation. That was always in my head and I once did reincarnation therapy and experienced this life. It was really interesting and this song came out of that [song: Born on my own].

Here he admits to throwing a guitar at Lemmy Kilmister: "It was the third time a roadie had given me an out-of-tune guitar. So I threw it at him. Unfortunately, Lemmy was standing there watching the show from the side of the stage. But I didn't know that, I just saw Lemmy disappear. That was very embarrassing for me."

Or he throws his credits cards at sales women (how about some anger management my guy): "The last time I was there [New York], I wanted to pay for a coffee in a café with a hundred dollar bill. But not because I wanted to be a big shot, but because I just had this one bill in my pocket. The sales woman hissed at me and threw the bill back over the counter. I just thought: She's out of her mind. I then threw my credit card at her. I was really angry."

If you made it to the end of this post, I really applaud you and apologize for my rambling yet again 🙏 I could go on and on (I didn't even started with quoting the video interviews), but I think since I'm the only one who's into this, I stop right here 😅 Have some smiley Richard as a reward 🍀

[gentlenotes-moved]

Hey there!!!

It’s November, the beginning of new winters! That would mean the sun won’t always be shining and it’s a great time to come up with creative ways to get energy.

It’s also the beginning of cozy blankets, large hoodies, hot chocolate, a rest at the fireplace and comfort.

Have a great winter, you deserve it.

❄️🤍🌨️❄️🤍🌨️❄️🤍🌨️❄️🤍🌨️❄️🤍

-self-care anon

hiii! god, i love the colder seasons with all of my soul. hoping you have a lovely, cozy winter too, love!

[whinlatter]

HEYYY I really want you to reflect more on Ginny’s insecurity when it comes to her relationship with Harry. I’ve been thinking about it since your latest chapter. I don’t know how you can portray all these emotions tbh😭 it’s just way too perfect

ok the inbox is aflutter with questions along these lines so! with no spoilers for the rest of the fic, here's a little (big) lunch break meta on my read on the tensions and insecurities in harry and ginny's post-war relationship, and where harry and ginny are at at this point in beasts. thank you anon! 💞

spoilers for chapter 9 are below the cut!

in chapter nine, we see harry and ginny physically the closest they have been to each other in months, but beginning to discover the real distances between them at play in the current version of their relationship, and see the symptoms showing up in their interactions and (lack of) conversation. after the flashback, this chapter begins with ginny, back an awful time at school, waking up in her boyfriend’s bed, enjoying the luxury of time together and opportunities for physical intimacy. as @ashesandhackles pointed out in her very lovely comment, physical touch - particularly a very natural and instinctual expression of intimacy - is a defining feature of harry and ginny’s romantic relationship in the canon series. canon’s also full of examples of them communicating silently/non-verbally (their in-jokes, as early as PoA, but also the various moments that the two read each other’s minds or have entire interactions without having to say a word). these are obviously important, lovely things and something both of them value in their relationship. but, in this case, where ginny is hiding so much, they can quickly become things to hide behind. tellingly, ginny does not wake up thinking oh good now I have all this time to tell harry what’s up with me, and, over the course of the chapter, finds that secrets have a way of slipping out even if you try your very best to keep them under wraps.

why won't ginny open up?

without spoiling the rest of the fic (!) i think there are few things to bear in mind about why ginny isn't opening up to harry, and what insecurities she might have about the relationship that are preventing her from being honest about the hardships she's going through.

the first is that ginny, canonically, is an extremely guarded person who does rarely opens up, including - or especially - to harry. late canon is full of examples of harry seeking reassurance and emotional comfort in ginny, but examples of ginny doing the same in harry are few and far between. 'lucky you' is a reminder that ginny's own distressing experiences credential her as someone harry can seek reassurance and answers from; it is not a cry for reciprocal help or support. her mentioning riddle's diary in HBP when she finds out about the prince's book works similarly - though harry reassures her about it, her concern is for him, not herself. in the birthday kiss scene, only the 'there's the silver lining i've been looking for' line gives away that ginny has been going through emotional difficulty. in fact, it's ron who conveys that ginny has been 'really cut up' over the breakup. throughout the series, ginny consistently practices a kind of emotional selflessness and self-sufficiency. she understands how important she becomes as a source of comfort and safety for harry, and she is happy and proud to fill that role. she cares deeply about harry, she wants to meet his emotional needs, and she does it very well. she's canonically a fantastic liar, too, which is maybe my favourite characterisation note from her - while hermione and ron are both very easily emotionally read, ginny has an incredible poker face and can lie so well she can have literal dung on her hands and convince her own mother that it was crookshanks throwing dungbombs at the door of the order meeting. in canon, we see ginny crumble only once in her emotional stoic-ness in front of harry (in her bedroom after the birthday kiss - and even then she turns away and tries to hide it). we can speculate about why it is that ginny is like this (...), and i talk more about what this means for harry and ginny long term below. but for now suffice to say that ginny doesn't have a track record of divulging her emotional state and anxieties in very many people, including harry.

the second is that ginny is fiercely protective of harry and tries to shield him from pain, including her own. from CoS thru the rest of the series, ginny cares about shielding harry from criticism, distress, and emotional harm ('leave him alone!') it makes sense that, given ginny's interest in safeguarding harry's happiness and keeping her own sufferings private, she would also seek to protect him from information about herself that would upset him or make him feel worse when she recognises he's already going through a tough enough time. (harry himself practices this form of love in his parental relationship with sirius, eg. trying to retract 'my scar hurts' in GoF - sweet child).

the third - relatedly - is that ginny has begun to link her symptoms to her own wartime experiences, and to torture she endured under the carrows, the full extent of which hasn't been addressed at this point in the fic and which harry doesn't know. harry spends most of DH ignorant about what is happening at hogwarts - he worries for ginny post-sword-stealing, but he's reassured that she won't have been tortured because she only got sent into the forbidden forest. cue neville in the hog's head tunnel quite modestly revealing what really has happened at hogwarts, that the torture of children by way of the cruciatus curse has become a daily occurrence, and that the DA, ginny especially, have gone through a fresh hell. that harry crucioed amycus carrow for so much at spitting at mcgonagall tells us something about how harry might take the news of what actually went down at hogwarts during the war and especially what happened to ginny. in ginny's mind, the idea of strolling up to harry and banging on at length about the sufferings she has endured would be to lay more at his door than he deserves to have to worry about.

there's also this other point, the only issue between harry and ginny that is verbally addressed (but not resolved) in this chapter, which is ginny's lingering insecurities about her relationship with the trio, which also colours all of this. the conversation with harry and ginny in bed about harry staying for at the burrow christmas in ron and hermione’s absence is actually the first section i wrote for this chapter, and one of my favourite parts to write. it picks up this theme of ginny’s ambiguous relationship to The Trio as a unit, something i think a lot about and which i play with a bit in other writing (it comes out at a few points in orchards). i want to write a proper meta about this one day, but running thru this canon is a dynamic of ginny constantly being left out of the trio, from ‘go away ginny’ in PoA (‘oh, that’s nice!’) all the way thru DH. ginny only rarely explicitly complains about this exclusion, though it’s clear she has both noticed it and is irked by it. by the series’ end, this dynamic remains unresolved, even though ginny has become emotionally important to all three of the trio individually.

so why doesn't ginny get angrier about it? we know ginny is a stubborn person perfectly capable of sticking up for herself when being mistreated. that we would expect someone as outspoken and stubborn as she is to actually kick off many more times suggests not that ginny doesn't care, but that she has learned to actively fight her impulse to raise the issue and demand better for herself. my read is that the trio excluding her is, like harry's chosen one fate, just another thing ginny has had to (privately) be hurt by, but get her head around and accept because she recognises it’s part of a bigger picture and, by hbp, connected to a broader more serious quest that has something to do with the. (lots of hinny fics have ginny get mad at harry after the war about the break-up and for keeping her in the dark, and, sometimes, for keeping her out of the trio, but i think actually ginny is too far down the self-denying i-just-have-to-deal-with-this path to get mad without external stimulus. she hasn’t let herself be mad about this sort of thing for a long time, much as she has a right to). as a result, the ginny we see in beasts is a person who has become very self-denying, and who has spent a lot of time telling herself she shouldn’t be selfish or let her ego or pride get the better of her, and to accept certain lots in life for the greater good. would harry/ron/hermione be horrified if actually made to confront this? yes, i think so, absolutely! but they have done this to her and are yet to face the music on how they have excluded her so consistently throughout her teen years. it's a tension that absolutely still needs to be raised and resolved.

what will happen now harry knows something is up?

this chapter sees harry start to realise something's going on with ginny. he finds out ginny saw her ex, michael, about a health condition he's having that might be related to hogwarts last year, that ginny describes 'DA stuff'. luna later accidentally clues him onto the fact ginny, too, has had some mysterious health issues she hasn't raised with him, despite their near constant letter communication over the past four months (luna, your bluntness is extremely narratively convenient, thank you). ginny's blurted out question to harry - ‘you still want to stay, right?’ when finding out romione aren't spending much time at the burrow that christmas - echoes harry’s own at the start of the fic (‘you’ll write, right?’). it’s meant as the same act of a character blurting out a revealing question that speaks to a big insecurity and need they have. when harry calls her up on it before bed later that night, ginny tries to reassure him by showing him some of this mental work she’s done over the years to understand and accept what he + ron + hermione are to each other, reassuring him that she doesn’t want to intrude on that, and to go as far as to say that although he’s extremely welcome at the burrow for christmas, he doesn’t have to spend his christmas there if he’d rather be with his best mates. and what we have in harry’s response is him having to face up, for the first time, not just to the extent of ginny’s exclusion from his friend group, but how much work she has done to be at peace with her exclusion from parts of his life and particularly from his friend group which includes her own friend and brother. in her most insecure thoughts, ginny’s thinking oh god what if harry doesn’t want to be here with me as much as he does with ron and hermione; harry’s like, i’m just now realising the person lying next to me seems to think i want to leave to go hang out with my friends instead of spend christmas with her during this awful time for her family, seems to think i’m doing her a favour by staying, and seems to be hiding something from me that is connected to her own wellbeing.

what will harry's reaction be?

i will be keeping my cards reasonably close to my chest on this one, but i will say this... it was important for me to have two issues come up at the same time: harry working out ginny's keeping secrets while also finding out that she feels much more insecure about how important she is to him and how much she just wants him to be happy even at her own expense. i also wanted it to take place in a chapter that hammers home how much the weasleys, including ginny, are people grieving a great loss and struggling with it, harry a witness to ginny's attempts to hold her family together and make this time together special. of course harry's suspicious, and, likely, hurt. but he's also aware of what she and her family are going through, watching them all suffer extreme pain, and he's also just accidentally been informed of some of his own failings and shortcomings when it comes to ginny and her insecurities about her place in his life. that harry isn't immediately demanding answers and calling ginny out is a sign of him both processing dynamics years in the making, but it's also him reading the room. it would be extremely entitled to storm in and demand answers from ginny when he is seeing her and her family in such extreme distress - so instead he's keeping quiet for now, showing her wordless physical affection, and really deeping what's going on here.

harry and ginny will be facing the music very (very) soon. so far in the fic, the moments where ginny has come closest to giving the game away have been whenever harry and ginny are physically in the same place (st andrews, hogsmeade midnight field picnic). i wanted all the issues to start to come up this chapter now that harry and ginny are back together 24/7 and can't hide behind carefully chosen words in letters, and for their physical displays of intimacy and affection to start to stop working as well as strategies to paper over deeper conversations that need to be had. hence ginny waking up in harry’s bed with no nightmares after physical intimacy at the start of the chapter, but going back to the nightmares despite his proximity and physical displays of affection by the time we get to the chapter's end. their coping mechanisms are running out of road.

would harry be jealous of ginny telling michael?

harry (and ginny) are canonically a bit jealous, absolutely. but they're only really jealous when they're broken up and have more reasons to be insecure about their relationship (ginny with cho, harry with dean/krum - all are tensions that happen while they're broken up. when they're together, it's something they laugh about, eg. romilda and fleur). some of the responses to the fic (understandably) have focussed on oh my god ginny saw her ex. but i think ginny seeing her ex (which she doesn't deliberately keep from harry but realises after the fact she should tell him about, and is careful not to lie to him) is less likely to be upsetting to harry than the idea that ginny went and saw someone that she shared intense, traumatic experiences with that harry wasn’t a part of, and that, throughout DH, he’s in the dark about. that it's michael doesn't improve things, but it's the bigger context that makes the act more upsetting.

are harry and ginny doomed?

a lot of hinny critics cite various versions of the above dynamics as reasons why hinny would ultimately not make it long-term as a couple. i (obviously) disagree with that, because i believe these are two characters willing and able to make this relationship flourish and thrive. with that said, i don't think people writing harry and ginny as a pairing should ignore the existing dynamics within hinny as a relationship that would need to be unpacked and worked on as they rebuild their relationship as a foundation for a happy, healthy future together. this includes the fact that their relationship has been uneven in the level of mutual emotional support in canon, and full of cultivated omissions and silences. i'm not blaming harry (much) for this - i think harry has had, if not good reasons, then understandable reasons why, in the canon timeline, he gives ginny less emotional support than she gives him, not least because 1) he has (frankly) needed more (not to diminish ginny's post chamber trauma, but i think this is fair to say), 2) because ginny has great trouble accepting emotional support, and 3) because the arc of the later series is harry slowly accepting the role of the chosen one, deciding that he is not a normal person, and setting himself on a singular path to destruction stripped of ties to other people, even though he longs for the life of a normal person deep down. less dramatically, harry also ends the series a repressed 17 year old boy with some obliviousness issues and some growing up to do in ways that make him actually extremely typical of even emotionally healthy teenage boys (do i think every kind supportive man i now know in my late twenties was the best at emotional literacy and maturity at age 17? no no i do not. having met some of them at that time, i can you for a fact that they were, in fact, Not, and none of them were the subject of a terrible prophecy and all fought in precisely zero wars).

i believe harry wants a mutually supportive relationship with ginny. i believe him capable of having just that, and willing to do the work to build it. we know in canon he wants to build a family and instinctually practices reasonably healthy dynamics within one (in his familial relationship with sirius, it's often harry who sets the boundaries and healthy precedents). harry also often worries about ginny's wellbeing, physical and emotional, in his internal monologue, and sincerely wants to make her feel better about the awful things going on around them and that he is putting her through (see the birthday kiss scene - his instinct is to comfort her, and it's ron's rage that stops him). i'm always struck that in DH he starts to watch ginny on the map not when she might be in physical danger (eg. when she comes into contact with carrows/snape), but when she is in bed, alone with her thoughts/dreams/nightmares, and imagines himself reaching into her brain and hoping she's doing ok. in the battle he tries to reassure ginny in the thick of fighting even though he knows they are 'empty words'. across all his relationships more generally, he does show capacities for emotional awareness and generosity, consistently building loving, supportive connections with other characters throughout the series arc, and worrying particularly about the emotional state of the people he views as family (sirius chief among them).

when push comes to shove, harry potter, by the end of DH, is getting much better at knowing how to make his closest loved ones feel better. my favourite example being his perfect detonation of words and physical comfort to ron in the forest of dean - ron feels forgiven, loved and understood by harry so beautifully in that scene. i argue that he would take this hard-won work-in-progress trait and run with it when it comes to building his postwar relationship with ginny. but i think harry has a lot still to learn about how to communicate effectively, how to verbalise that concern and action it into meaningful emotional support and comfort, and at this point in beasts, he's perhaps beginning to realise how deficient he's been in this department. ginny, too, has a lot of work of her own to do. and it's my pleasure to try and figure out how they do that, and i'm grateful for the faith in me having a go at writing a version of it in this fic!

[qwimchii]

If you do- how do you imagine the reader in smashing pumpkin? Like how do they look like to you? If that makes sense 😭

trigger warning - mentions of sexual assault and androphobia

omg so i typed this whole FLIPPING THING AND TUMBLR WAS SFUPID AND DELETED IT ALL AAHHHHHH but it’s okay i can type it again <3

reader is ofc always a self insert (not myself but just in general for most readers lmfao) but beyond appearances i think that reader would be more “tomboyish” (in personality/nature and physical self portrayal) bc of her experiences with sexual trauma and androphobia which can really detach oneself from feminity. of course, that is not the case for all female survivors of sexual assault. coping with something as traumatizing as that can manifest in many forms.

like idk why but reader wears leather jackets—a black vintage worn leather jacket and she drives a beat up toyota sedan.

natural hair, natural makeup or no makeup, and yeah. maybe a bit androgynous looking too, i feel like simon would be into that LMFAO (i honestly feel like he’s into anything tho he definitely gives me pan vibes)

oh and even tho reader may be “tomboyish” i def imagine her to wear a lot of shortish dresses. i always imagine her in a little white dress with blue flowers and a white cardigan and ballet flats with a little crossbody bag. IDK WHY I JUST DO and also she’ll often wear a dress with a leather jacket and yeah. it’s lowkey giving 2014 twee but likeee i feel like reader doesn’t have much time to care about fashion 😭

she runs the auto repair shop that she inherited with her brothers, so she’s always a little too tired, too overworked, and greasy from the repair shop. chugging down a cup of coffee before a group meeting, she’ll be in such a rush that she won’t even notice the swab of grease on her cheek which she turns up at the meeting. simon does though and he thinks it’s adorable.

he’ll point it out and reader will get soooo embarassed like “omg i hate this man he’s so annoying i cant stand him—“

after she wipes it away, simon’ll say she didn’t get it all off (he’s lying) and brush his fingers over her cheek just to see the way she blushes so prettily and puffs up in anger <3

lmfao they’re a sorry excuse for enemies.

anyways i hope that helps anon >< !! 💞 thank you for asking :))

if you’re comfortable with it, i’d love to see what you guys think reader looks like in the comments. or messaging me directly works too!! 😮

[fatuismooches]

Happy 2 year anniversary for one of the best blog for us Fatui kissers 🙏🛐 💞 thank u for always providing (blessed) us Harbinger content (even though we always experiencing having a long drought of Fatui content-) and still writing them for the past 2 years.

Don't forget to take care of ur self and stay safe. I wish u a good fortune for u, ur family and ur future 🙏🛐 *sending virtual hugs to u* good luck with ur Zelda gameplay there 👀

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THANK YOU BELOVED 🥝 ANON!!! I'M SO HAPPY YOU'VE BEEN AROUND THE WHOLE TIME!! ❤️❤️❤️ and i am more than happy to keep writing for these sillies, yea we're not seeing them anytime soon but i will write the canon myself if i have to <3

Please take care of yourself too 🥝 anon and thank you ❤️ *hugs* AND YEA EWJDBEWDB- it's very fun and refreshing to dive into a new game again- however i must say i am a Sidon kisser. i have no regrets. Guardians are too scary though, and i suck at perfect dodging but we will get there!!

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For insecure anon: I don't see a contradiction at all. Normative social expectations about (patriarchal, cishet, allosexual, alloromantic) relationships have a lot of unexamined assumptions about sex and romance being inherent and inseparable from the very concept of "being in a relationship" - but this is a social norm based on assumptions and unclear thought processes, not a fact of reality.

There are plenty of people who are asexual and sex-favourable - you can seek out sex and enjoy it without the experience of "being sexually attracted to other people" coming into it at all. "Whether you enjoy sex" and "whether you experience sexual attraction to other people" are different aspects of your experience, both things vary independently of each other.

Similarly, "a relationship" or "partnership" or "committed" relationship is not inherently romantic. "Being in a relationship" means that you've made choices about how to emotionally and behaviourally relate to another person, and you've both communicated about what you want the terms of that relationship to be. You've got expectations about how much you've committed to caring for the other person, and what that's going to look like in your treatment of each other.

"Partnership" is a relationship category with different terms to the categories of "colleagues" or "friendship" or "neighbours". Alloromantic people can have an emotional experience of romantic crushes on people, regardless of what the terms of the relationship are: they get crushes on friends and colleagues. An allosexual, alloromantic person might be very attracted to a hot neighbour they've seen once, and fantasise about them romantically.

The experience of romance is not tied to the terms of the relationship. There's just an assumption in society that "all partnerships are (normally) romantic and also it's morally bad to have romantic crushes on other people besides your monogamous partner" - we get surrounded by these assumptions, but we don't have to agree with them or apply this way of thinking to ourselves.

You can be in a committed relationship without ever experiencing romance, and you can enjoy sex without ever experiencing sexual attraction (the term "sex-favourable ace" may be worth exploring). These are different dimensions of our experiences, and they don't clash at all.

If you want other places to look for this type of thinking, I'm gonna shout out to the tumblr blog aromanticmanifesto and their zine, and also the book "Ace" by Angela Chen.

Hope you find self-acceptance and peace, whatever terms or labels you end up gravitating towards along the way 💞

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