#this motherfucker not doing all that much of anything. no experience in work. no experience in life.

[ocpdzim]

what you’ve got to understand about working conditions in education (and also other care-oriented careers) is that if they’re shit, two things are true at once:

that does not ever excuse being cruel to a kid, no matter what

until those conditions are fixed, education will continue to suck absolute shit

this is because when working conditions for teachers are really bad, many of the good teachers who recognize when they are reaching a point where they can no longer be the sort of teacher the kids deserve due to burnout WILL quit. they will do the responsible thing and go away for their own sake and the sake of the kids. and you end up stuck w a combination of new teachers who are trying their best but won’t last long, burnt out teachers who are trying their best but have nothing left to give and therefore aren’t very effective at actually teaching, and cockroach shitheads who take out their misery on the kids.

we have all had terrible experiences with bad teachers, many of them flat out traumatic, but for fuck’s sake please try to look at the systemic underpinnings of the problem for one minute. spitefully declaring that teachers don’t deserve good working conditions or even the right to complain about bad working conditions because ms. whoever in 5th grade was a bitch is only going to create more of her. if you want good teachers then we need an education system they can survive in

[bbqhooligan]

qm i always gonna be out of the loop wih the rest of the human population. cuz of the. cuz of the years spent in a frozen state inside my mind

[jvzebel-x]

🦋

[lia-loves]

aventurine, ratio, and jing yuan crumbs because I’m not over them (why are they my fave males in this game?)

a/n: fluffy fluff I thought of for them! if you don’t like cussing, don’t read but that’s the only warning (and my poor attempts at humor) lol! :D

aventurine 

one of the best listeners there is, I said it. 

despite his persona, he could listen to you for HOURS and not get tired. also the type to remember specific things you like that you mention in passing and you get surprised when he knows what you mean

he could be gambling and you could be talking to him and he would almost memorize all of what you’re throwing at him.

the type of person to hype the shit out of you in closed quarters

ALSO ALSO IMAGINE GOSSIP KING AVEN like that would be so cute. you could text him during your lunch break at work and be like “omg babe guess what?” and no matter how busy he is, he ALWAYS responds immediately and it stuns you how quick he is. 

The type to throw/spend his credits on you almost (not enough to be reckless but you get what I mean) recklessly, but if you ask him to stop, he will. spending his credits on you is NOT his love language (imo)

he gets very cuddly at night and he is pretty warm to cuddle with (not in the summertime when it’s abysmally hot tho). he knows when to back off. 

when you called him Kakavasha for the first time, he cried because he has never been so emotionally vulnerable with someone before except for his sister. 

your honor, I love him (10/10 experience, y’all work shit out together)

dr. ratio

he is also a very good listener but will interrupt your tangents of interest to ask questions because he is curious and this is a subject he wishes to know better. 

Despite his “I hate idiots” aura/attitude, he would do ANYTHING and I mean ANYTHING for you. you want a hug? it’ll be awkward as fuck, but he’ll give you one. 

top of the head/forehead kisses >>> for him are the way to this man’s heart, I just know it. he also likes giving you those types of kisses in closed quarters. 

I can’t see him liking butterfly kisses though, it would take too much adjusting and for whatever reason, it overwhelms him. 

texts you about his teachings, research, or any breakthroughs in whatever he’s doing as well as plans to stay late etc.,

his communication skills are top-notch it’s kinda crazy.

Topaz and Aventurine found out you’re his Lock Screen/ Home Screen, and they won’t let ratio love it down. (They love you too and probably don’t know you) 

9/10 experience because sometimes he can be a lil’ mean but he quickly apologizes to you so it goes back up to 10/10 :3

jing yuan

the clingiest motherfucker it’s insane, but you love it. 

anytime he gets a break, he messages you about how much he misses you. 

this man WILL pass the fuck out if you scratch his scalp, I just know it. the second your hands go through his hair and take out the ribbon, it’s game over for both of you. good luck trying to move an almost corpse with how heavy he can sleep. 

he tells yanqing ALL about you if he gets the feeling he is going to marry you. granted, you’d have to be with him for a long ass time before he tells yanqing anything about you, but if he has that feeling, he and yanqing will be having a session of talking about you and respecting people (instead of their rigorous training) cause why the hell not :D

he will be happy and upset if you’re a long-living species like he is, because while he wants to live forever with you, it’s possible he may get sad because of something happening with you. 

clingy but not overbearing- if you get overwhelmed, he WILL pick up on the signs and give space if you need it. 

I saw a post (which I reblogged bc that’s so smart fr) as well as yunli’s trailer (idk I think that’s what they said that was from) that jing yuan went “pspspsps” and i think he definitely treats you like a cat and does “pspspsps” to get your attention. you could be reading or doing something (your attention is not on him) and he’ll just go “pspspsps (name)” and it irritates the shit out of you

10/10 experience though, I love him 

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[r0-boat]

I'm genuinely surprised how many people would work a part-time job in hell This is for you

Whb Demon Kings discovering that MC is working a part-time job

Satan

It's like when your bestie pulls up on your lunch to bother your ass. This motherfucker would go through the drive-thru on His motorcycle to fuck with you and try to get your number with a stupid ass smile in his face. You're demon co-workers fucking cackling their ass off as Satan pretends he doesn't know you So he can get your number. He becomes friends with all of your co-workers. Wants to hang out with you and all of your coworkers after work.

Mammon

Mammon.exe stopped working

does not compute

working a job that pays pretty much pennies. Like why???? He genuinely cannot comprehend??? If you wanted a job okay he will provide you all of the greatest jobs that he could offer. Not even that-if you want money, he will gladly pay and give you an allowance if that's what you want. Is it because you're bored? Oh yes, it must be because you just want the experience of working like a commoner As well as gets even more money! Oh yes very greedy indeed..., of course; how could he have possibly not thought of that before?

Leviathan

"I don't care"

He has stayed up all night knowing your schedule. He knows that you've been hiding something from him. Jokes on you; he already knows about your stupid fucking secret. How dare you keep that from him!!! After he did a background check on the company, The employees, the manager, and any customer that spoke more than A few words to you on your first shift. He even comes in as a customer because he got jealous of how many devils that aren't him you see daily at your shift.

Beelzebub

You're most frequent customer, orders everything He can or request anything just to keep you in his gaze. Honestly he doesn't really do anything besides be there to watch you. And he tips you. He's there so often that your co-workers recognize him and frequently joined in to the workplace gossip. Probably has inside jokes from there too. Honestly the first king to realize you had a part-time job and he was extremely chill about it. He does ask when you get off every single day because he wants to take you somewhere after work.

Lucifer

He would rather you work under him and if he ever want to change your jobs he will pay much more and give you any amount of hours you want any days off you want. But if you say no not like he'll be upset. If you're happy with your job then who is he to stop you. But his proposition will always be open.

If you do work under him... ;)

Belphegor

Part of him is upset that you won't spend time with him as much but another part of him is excited. You're such a hard worker. He heard from other demons that humans like working he didn't know it was He only knows about an inkling of what the other kings are liked you even with Mammon's giant piggy bank of gold you still want to work? Respect.

He really likes that drive. Don't mind him if he (tries) to give you a massage after work.

[saintslewis]

❝ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ❞

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒

pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem!oc; Nadia

summary: in which Nadia doesn’t play about her man.

warnings: cussing, outfit descriptions, fighting, slight aggression towards nadia.

saint’s team radio 🪩: let me tell you guys something. this is one of my favourite chapters i’ve written. can’t believe we’re on chapter 11! Hope you enjoy!

and happy birthday mntase! (hopefully you’ll see this!)

dividers by @cafekitsune

pictures from pinterest and instagram!

faceclaim: @/unclewaffles_ on ig!

-

The glow of the Eiffel Tower shining through the hotel window was all Nadia could stare at, her eyes behind her glasses gazing back and forth at the sparkles from the metal structure.

Four seasons welcomed the two in their suite with decadent chocolates and overly luxurious desserts, a treat for their short plane ride from London.

Evening had begun and the two had spent the past few hours that they had been in Paris just lounging around. Lewis working on some emails with Nadia styling her wig to perfection for the next evening, Pharrell’s latest Louis Vuitton collection as the new creative director. An event she could not wait to attend, a dream come true for her and what she wanted to do for herself in the future if she decides to stop teaching.

The sun had long gone down and the Eiffel Tower was an incredible sight, Nadia’s emotions all over the place because she truly thought she wouldn’t be here, that she was dreaming too big but she was here with someone she knew she had feelings for. “Lewis! Are you ready yet?” Nadia spoke out, adjusting her glasses with her finger as she plopped herself on the couch.

“Yeah, we can start.” He said, walking into the living room of the suite. His hair was blown out, ready to be braided again. Lewis found his seat on the floor with a cushion underneath him, in between Nadia’s legs as she sat ready. “Are those new frames?” He asked, twisting his head to look up at her, examining a face he loved seeing.

“Yeah actually. I wanted bigger frames and the optometrist said my left eye’s slowly getting its vision back.” She responded. “You went during Spain?” “Mhm.”

Nadia’s attention turned towards his head full of hair, short extensions sitting next to her to braid into his hair. “Can you hand me the gel?” She softly asked, beginning to feel at the soft hair in front of her, running her manicured fingers through it as it sent shivers down Lewis’ spine.

Not much time had passed for them to start talking on anything random, the current topic being Nadia’s school years. “Oh yeah, Cambridge was a bit odd because there weren’t a lot of us there. Most professors doubted that I’d graduated but then I showed those motherfuckers.” She laughed, working on a braid.

“It was a fun experience and I was more than grateful to leave. Oxford though, was me just experimenting and seeing if I could get in for my honours in History and here I am.” Nadia continued, Lewis humming in response. “What did you really want to do though? I saw you displayed your degrees back at home.” He spoke, using his hands to speak.

“I’ve always wanted to do something in fashion but my mom straight up said that it wouldn’t get me anywhere so it was either Cambridge or sitting around with her all day.” She expressed. This made Lewis turn around with his face fully confused. “I thought you were good with your mom.”

“So did I, Lew. She’s a very complex person so most of my time was spent away from her. Until we eventually mended things then boom! I got married to you.” Nadia spoke, deciding to let out a little chuckle at the little joke.

The last sentence made Lewis’ mind work overtime. He didn’t want to come up with a theory just yet, not when they’ve come so close together in such little time. “My team worked with my family for this, as my stepmum said. Said it’ll make me look good.” Lewis confessed. Just like that, Nadia’s hands stopped working.

“What the hell were you doing for them to do that?” She asked, head tilted to look at him while her hand was entangled in his hair. All he could do was shrug, he was just told he was getting married a week prior to meeting Nadia. “Damn, this fame thing is weird as shit.” She said out loud and they laughed.

After telling each other their backstories and feeling like they know each other a little better, Lewis hair was eventually done. “Look at you looking all handsome.” She complimented him, washing her hands in the bathroom then coming back out to look at him. He already felt like he looked good but hearing it from Nadia felt so much better. “Thank you. Got gentle hands on you, maybe I should get you to do my hair.” He smirked at her.

Rolling her eyes with a smile, she cleaned everything up and began walking towards the bedroom. “And who’s supposed to be your super smart, talented, beautiful wife?” She winked at him as she walked and he couldn’t help but shake his head with the biggest smile on his face.

-

A Maybach van was the vehicle of choice to head to the show at the Pont Neuf bridge, the drive shorter than she initially thought.

“It’s not as cold as I thought it’d be.” Nadia softly spoke, playing with her skirt, her nerves eating at her. Looking over at her, Lewis held his hand out and she took it without a second thought. “Everyone who meets you will fall in love with you, I swear.” Just like I did was what he wanted to finish his sentence with.

“This isn’t as out of the box as I can go but what if it’s like super packed?” She stressed. This wasn’t a mediocre event, this was a place she always saw herself being one day and out of her mother’s shadow. Making a name for herself.

“Nads, you’re with me. We’ll be more than okay and you look good as fuck. Don’t forget who you are.” Lewis spoke with pure confidence and that last part made her turn to him with curiosity etched on her face.

“Now you’re losing me.” She spoke. “Remember how you told me after Canada that I’m ‘Lewis fucking Hamilton?’” The memory came back and she couldn’t help but giggle at it, her grillz showing.

“I was being your hype woman, man. Of course I’m gonna say shit like that.” Nadia smiled at that, her hand still holding Lewis’.

He then put on a smug expression. “Exactly, now it’s my turn. You’re Nadia fucking Hamilton. Never doubt yourself.” He spoke in his relaxed voice, knowing that it would get to her easily. Like clockwork, she adjusted herself in her seat and sat up right as if she was manually accepting the words spoken to her.

Her confidence truly grew as they got to the entrance. Doing promo for LV was the last thing she expected but Lewis cheered her on to do it. Everything felt so surreal, from meeting her celebrity friends who immediately took a liking to her to watching the amazing show front row, taking everything in. Replaying her husband’s words in her head, she interacted with everyone who was itching to meet her and Nadia felt like the world’s biggest star.

Partying with people she admired from afar was something she would cherish forever. She truly didn’t want this to end. “Lewis, Nadia! Thank you guys so much for attending.” Pharrell called out to the couple who were all smiles. The conversation went on merrily with Lewis even promoting Nadia’s styling career. “Oh I would love to work on something. Lewis has been going on about how good you are. So, while I send through some pieces of you guys, I’ll also send you my details so we can work something out?” The older man suggested.

“That sounds amazing! Yeah, I love that!” She beamed from ear to ear, grillz flashing ever so beautifully. After saying goodbyes, Nadia turned to Lewis who had been admiring her the entire time. Throwing her arms around him, the two hugged with cameras panning over to them. “Thank you, my love.” She said to him, leaning to kiss him on the cheek.

“I lo-”

“Nadia! Bae! Come over here!” Megan thee stallion’s voice boomed as her and Zendaya beckoned Nadia over to them. The woman looked to her husband who just gave her a closed smile. “Go have fun, I’ll be with Jay and Bey.” Lewis spoke, patting the side of her ass.

“Okay cool, see you later!” Squeezing him once more, she let go of the hug and ran to her new friends.

Lewis knew that it wasn’t the right time to admit such. He just wanted to blurt it out so that she knows how he feels, how he feels a pull every time she walked away, how he wants to give her the universe just to see her smile.

-

BROMLEY, SOUTH LONDON

The bass of a mixture of reggae and amapiano songs hit through the speakers of the range rover, the long drive from their house enjoyable with both their voices singing over the music at times.

Nadia being the designated driver this time, she carefully drove as the two reached Nicola’s house. The two got the invite shortly after the chaos that was Austria to have a pre-Silverstone celebration with everyone as Nicola called it. An awkward Tuesday to host a lunch/dinner but a great gesture nonetheless. It was more of a surprise that everyone was actually available to do such a thing.

Eventually finding parking behind Mile’s car, it was clear that they were most certainly late. Hopping out of the car, her LV trainers landed on the pebbles underneath her with a bit of a limp to her step. Nadia prayed it was less visible than what it was the day before. Opening the back car door to get the plastic containers filled with everything she brought for this lunch, baked goods prepared with love and excitement.

“You look so good today, baby.” She heard his voice as she closed the door to the car. “I look like a walking ad but thank you, love.” Nadia responded, handing the containers for him to hold as they made their way to the door.

Not even bothering to knock, Lewis walked into the busy house and the scent of different foods filled the air and you could hear loud laughter from the background. The place was huge, perfect for a big family.

Before they could take another step into the welcoming foyer, two familiar screams echoed through. “Auntie Nadia! Sir Uncle!” Willow and Kaiden came rushing towards the pair, Nadia already crouching on the floor with open arms to hug the two eager children. “We missed you so much, Auntie Nadia!” Willow smiled brightly, unable to contain her excitement.

“Wooow, what about your uncle?” Lewis joked as the kids embraced his legs since his arms were pre-occupied with the containers.

On the way to the kitchen to greet whoever was in there, she admired the homey feeling of it all and she was also just guessing where everything was, following the aroma of the food like the cartoons. “Nadia, oh my god! You guys are finally here!” The host herself exclaimed as she hurried to the confused girl. “I’m so glad you guys are here! It’s so good seeing you again and might I say, you’re glowing!”

The two women had gotten quite used to each other over the course of the few months, the kids growing obsessed with Nadia and wanted to see her every so often. Rather being scared of doing anything with Lewis’ family without him being there, Nadia kept a distance but kept a huge smile on for the kids whenever Nicola would randomly facetime.

“I use this one cleanser, maybe that’s why.” The girl grinned, kinda nervous that anyone could see her slight limp. “Sure, a cleanser. You look amazing, though. The kids were happy to see you on screen on Sunday, they were buzzing.” The older woman spoke.

“I missed them a lot. Austria was insane, it was cold and nothing was going right but at least we’re here for Silverstone.” Nadia shrugged, not wanting to talk about the previous grand prix that gave her stress. “I’ve never really liked that track so I understand you fully.” Nicola nodded after responding.

Nadia looked behind Nicola for a bit and unbeknownst to her, her eyes smiled with a lingering feeling within them. Lewis approached the two woman standing in the hallway but Nicola could already tell as she watched her sister in law fall in love in front of her.

The siblings greeted each other with hugs before Lewis turned to Nadia. “There’s someone I want you to meet.” He told her, a soft expression on his face as he saw become slightly nervous. “Oh, do I look okay?” She asked the siblings and they nodded simultaneously. “I’ll be right here so I show you around the house.” Nicola said, giving her a thumbs up before walking away.

“You seem to know the house well.” Nadia commented as her hand fit snug into Lewis’ hand to wherever he was leading her. “Willow and Kaiden dragged me around the house while you were chatting.” He responded. His hands led her by the shoulders towards the kitchen of the house, a large well lit space that felt like home with a modern touch.

A short woman with white hair was standing by the island, talking to the ever positive Miles. Upon hearing the new footsteps entering the kitchen, the woman turned around and gasped at the sight before her before a smile took over her face. “Hi mum.” Lewis chuckled and in that moment, Nadia’s stomach dropped.

Snapping her head to look at Lewis then his mom, she eventually saw the resemblance between the two and her heart fluttered. She moved to greet Miles with a hug before turning to the older woman. “Mum, I’d like you to meet my wife, Nadia.” He introduced her. The girl took a quick breath before greeting. “Hello, it’s so nice to meet you.” She said softly, being at eye level with the older woman.

Carmen didn’t have to say anything, she quickly embraced Nadia in a hug with a chuckle in between. “My dear, the pleasure’s all mine. Aren’t you the stunner.” His mother smiled, gently placing her hand on Nadia’s cheek. “Is he treating you well?” Carmen continued.

“Like a queen.” Nadia smiled, her attention never moving away from his mom. The two women were so caught up in their conversation that they hadn’t realised that the boys had left the kitchen. “Oh and I brought cinnamon rolls along with other desserts!” Nadia expressed excitedly, walking around the kitchen after offering her help to make charcuterie boards to bring to the set up in the backyard.

“He had mentioned that you made him Macarons, I’d love the recipe or even a baking session one day.” Carmen spoke, adjusting her glasses and in that moment, Nadia felt right at home.

Several hours later, everyone had gotten comfortable in the backyard adorned with fairy lights with the table set up in the garden. Miles and Daniel played basketball in the tennis court tucked behind the garden, their cheers and laughter heard from quite far. Amara, who landed in London a week early for Silverstone was helping Nicola with the music playlist and Nadia was entertaining the kids with giant jenga.

Lewis and his father overlooked the backyard with glasses of juice in their hands, Lewis particularly admiring Nadia with the kids.

“What are you thinking there, son?” Anthony asked. “I love her so much, Dad. It clicked quite some time ago but I don’t know how she feels and that…scares me.” Lewis confessed.

Anthony wasn’t surprised at his son’s words. “Was it Oxford that clicked for you?” He asked Lewis. Releasing a deep breath, Lewis tightened his grip on his glass. “She was telling me about her graduation and I wanted to just tell her that I was there supporting her and cheering for her but I knew I couldn’t tell her.” He sighed.

“You made a good choice, Lewis. That girl does love you and this family. It just took a couple of years.” Anthony chuckled before taking a sip of juice. “Her mother however…She’s got issues and it’s not easy being in-laws with her.” His father revealed.

“Dad, what do you mean?” Lewis raised an eyebrow and his dad let out a sigh. “Thembi hates her daughter and it’s so sad. She sent her back home so that she wouldn’t come back but Nadia being the intelligent girl she is, came back to the uk to be in Oxford and Cambridge. She only really has a relationship with her mom because of her stepdad.”

In that moment, Lewis felt his heart break for Nadia. This entire situation was quite complicated but to hear the dislike between mother and daughter was very hard. “She was gunning for Nadia to get married so that she could make money off of her. Tia, your pr manager, was a genius for taking Nadia before her mother got to her.” He added.

All this information made Lewis’ admiration for her grow even further. He could see that her side of the family wasn’t really there for her but put an excuse that they were just busy with their own lives. Being shaken out of his thoughts by someone tapping on his shoulder, he looked to see Nicola on his right. “Dinner’s ready.” She smiled.

Chatter scattered around the outdoor dinner table as different things were passed around and jokes were flying around. Many different varieties of food were dished out, making sure there was something for everyone. Nicolas arrived a bit later to the dinner, already claiming a soft spot in Nadia’s heart before everyone sat down.

Her manicured hand held her champagne flute as she laughed loudly at Amara’s story telling skills. Flashes would go off from Miles’ camera who wanted to capture every moment of this picturesque dinner. Nadia’s seat was so close to Lewis’ that there was barely any space left, their legs constantly touching and his arm leaning over her chair. Engaged in two different conversations, the couple remained close throughout.

“Aunty Dia! Can we have the cinnamon rolls?” Willow and Kaiden ran up to her seat, escaping their seats from their parents. Immediately scooting her seat back, Nadia gave her attention to the kids who eagerly held paper plates with serviettes on them. “Of course! Do you want them warm or cold?” She asked the kids, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“Warm!” Willow shouted out and Kaiden just nodded along. “Okay let me take off my jacket then we’ll go.” She smiled. Turning to Lewis, she spoke. “Baby, can you take my jacket? I’m going to the kitchen with the kids.” She asked, already taking the Louis Vuitton jacket off.

The surprised expression on Lewis was quickly replaced with a smirk. “What’d you call me?” He asked with a teasing tone. Catching on to his antics, Nadia rolled her eyes with a smile. “Baby, thank you for taking my jacket.” She said, leaning in to peck to his lips which he happily took. Finally standing up, she held both the children’s hands to go to the well lit kitchen.

“So. When’s the wedding?” Miles spoke, shoving a macaron into his mouth. “Miles, I’m already married.” Lewis said, adjusting his seating. “The actual wedding, bruv. It’s just heart eyes everytime she does anything.” His friend joked, the whole table joining in and laughing.

“I still have to tell her how I feel.” Lewis chuckled and like clockwork, Amara’s hand smacked the back of his head. “If you don’t tell that woman that you love her, I’ll do it for you.” The woman threatened which garnered even more laughter.

“I wanna do it in the perfect moment. She deserves the world and I want to give that to her, even more later in life. It’s like there’s much more light in my life now that she’s in it, y’know?” Lewis spoke, the whole table admiring the way he spoke about Nadia.

“Well then. We’ll have to make sure this marriage stays protected from the public.” Anthony nodded to his son. Willow’s giggles came closer and closer to the table, her brother and Nadia following suite. “What did I miss?” The woman asked as soon as she plopped down in her seat.

“We were just about to talk about Silverstone, my dear.” Carmen responded, smiling at her daughter in law. “Oh lovely!” Nadia chirped up, scooting her chair closer to Lewis’ with his hand comfortably falling on her thigh.

-

SILVERSTONE

Admittedly so, this track was by far Nadia’s favourite. The paddock was alive, spotting countless people who looked like her (finally) and they donned their Lewis merch. Cameras surrounding her as she walked with her furry companion who seemed to lead the way.

She welcomed everyone who wanted to greet Roscoe and was more surprised at people who wanted to meet her. Race day was undeniably the most busy, people who’ve flown in from different countries just to support her husband. Nadia made sure to update everyone on her instagram throughout her day.

The fan stage was going on and when she heard the loud screams, she knew Lewis stepped on with his giggles through the mic following after. Finally stopping at the Mercedes hospitality, she decided to sit outside to let Roscoe rest from the walk they shared. The family was in their own paddock club suite, patiently waiting for the race. She’d join everyone for the first half of the race then spend the rest of it in the garage.

It all seemed like a good weekend. Seemed.

She really tried her best to be distracted by her phone but her hearing skills were working hard and listened in to the conversation from the group of 4 who were standing right beside the hospitality suite.

“I hate his confidence, he thinks he owns the place!” The one exclaimed.

“Right? It’s all too annoying. He sucks but he doesn’t see that because of his fame. Stupid guy.” Another spoke up.

‘Okay, this could be about any driver.’ Nadia thought.

“Then he comes in her wearing dirty clothes, bringing in his ratchet wife who can’t even dress for the occasion. This isn’t the hood!” There it was. Calmly standing, she called Roscoe and handed him to a worker, making her way to the group. She held her pants, thankfully wearing sneakers.

Nadia hadn’t noticed that Lewis and his teammate were on their way back to the hospitality suite, only one thing was on her mind. She ran her teeth over her grillz before sniffing, making her appearance known to the group.

“Hi, not too sure if you were aware but you’re making an awful lot of noise.” Nadia spoke, a stoic expression on her face. One of them turned to look at Nadia then scoffed.

“What are you going to do about it?” They asked, looking at her up and down with a scowl on her face.

“I’m here to tell you to shut up if you have nothing better to do with your life other than stand here talking about a driver and his wife.” She spoke, tilting her head slightly. “Well, the words write themselves. You look like a thug.” They smirked.

Another chimed in. “If you loved yourself, you wouldn’t look like a clown. Tell that husband of yours to clean up his act on track, there’s a reason why he’s behind all the great.”

“You need to shut the fuck up. Who do you think you guys are?” Nadia began pointing her fingers at them. Unaware of her surroundings, people were recording the whole thing and Lewis was drawing closer to the scene and saw his wife through it all. Miles even came down from the paddock club to see what was going on.

“You will not speak on my husband as if he’s one of your inferiors. I’m not scared of you so you standing here trying your best to intimidate me won’t work.” She continued, her hands clasped in front of her.

“Your mum-“ The main guy couldn’t even finish whatever bullshit he was about to spew before his shirt was grabbed backwards by a security guard, specifically one of Lewis’.

Pointing to his forehead with her nail on her pointer finger. “You better watch your steps after this. You speak on my mom again, you won’t like what happens next.” She lowered her voice to speak to him specifically. “Take your little friend and get the fuck out of here, you pathetic piece of shit.” Nadia clicked her tongue in annoyance.

The security guard dragged him away but his friend still stood there frozen. She stared at him then gave him a fright by stepping forward, the expression on her face never faltering. Nadia turned her heels to walk back to where she was seated, ignoring the eyes on her. Roscoe sat right by her feet again as she picked up her phone.

“Nadia.” She lifted her head up to see her husband standing in front of her, Miles stood behind him doubling over in laughter. “Hi Lewis.” She smiled, an innocent smile taking over her face.

He couldn’t keep the smile off his face as he leaned in to kiss her forehead. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He spoke. Lewis knew that she had a fighting spirit that he never wanted to cross but seeing it being used on other people evoked something else in him.

“Tia will call in a few and talk my ear off but I don’t give a fuck. If anyone thinks they can talk shit about you, I’ll deal with it.” Nadia smiled, showing off her grillz once again. Kissing her once again on the lips, Lewis smiled, incredibly proud of her.

The race was nothing short of exhilarating, nothing could compare to the feeling that she felt watching the screens in the garage. She chose to not have headphones on as she stood next to Anthony, Linda and Nicolas, the camera panning over to her focused gaze on her husband’s car.

Silverstone had an insane atmosphere, the support for Lewis was so strong that she knew it fueled him throughout the race. With five laps left, she knew he had the podium in the bag. Once he crossed the finish line, she screamed and cheered with her in laws, hugs being exchanged with the cheers from Merc employees also filling the atmosphere.

The post race interview after he got out of the car had featured her and his family watching him from the side, all wearing the proud expression on their faces. Nadia’s ‘44’ necklace shining from the little sunshine that Silverstone had to offer. The podium celebration was one for the books, fans surrounding with cheers mainly for the British drivers on the podium.

Even going out of her way to congratulate Lando, her husband followed after with a big grin on his face. Hugging his family first, his touch lingered on Nadia for much longer. “You’re full of sweat, Lew.” She laughed when he wouldn’t let go of her.

All he did was shrug and kiss her forehead. “I gotta go for interviews, see you later?” He spoke, his hand on his hip still quite breathless.

“No problem.” She smiled. “I lo-“ He was interrupted by Miles running to give him a bone crushing hug. Nadia thought she was hearing things but shrug it off watching Lewis celebrate with everyone around him.

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Rea! <3

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[cosmic-ghost-hermit]

What is your hidden talent?

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The decks I am using today are The Tarot of the Divine, Believe in You Own Magic Oracle and The Healing Waters Oracle. Take everything that resonates and leave the rest behind but always be open to new experiences.

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PILE ONE

Astrology: Leo, Virgo, Scorpio

Song: I Set Fire To The Rain by Adele

Vibes: Teal, green, yellow/gold, shear white cloth, smelling smoke, burning house, swimming, mixed drinks, hot chocolate, braided hair, locked doors, house plants, deep skin tone, 888, shells, feathers, crayons, colored hair, ares

Cards: 2 of Wands, 9 of Cups, 5 of Wands, Mural, Gold, Cleansing, Into the Unknown

Welcome in, pile 1! You have two hidden talents. One that you use rather regularly but unknowingly and the other you have yet to unlock. The energy I am getting from the cards makes me think the two talents are intertwined. ALSO Trigger Warning for abuse in this reading. It is VERY HEAVY. Do not read if you do not think you are ready.

The first hidden talent is starting new from the ground up. I know to you it might not sound that interesting. You have no idea how hard it can be to start new things for others. Starting from the ground up is scary and intimidating. Organizing the chaos in your mind and project that chaos clearly into reality. I see you are probably an artist of some kind. You might paint, make clay sculptures, or hand-make intricate jewelry of some kind. I see you learned to hone this ability because of a karmic relationship. They made you feel adored and cherished until you were in their grasp. When you were trapped with them, they turned on you. It's giving love bombing. This person literally blew up on you over the smallest things. I see a shattered tea/coffee cup. You stayed with them for a long time even though you knew what they were doing was wrong. You had to completely shred the life you had with them. You had to start your life from scratch. Which is why you are so used to the idea of starting with nothing and building up. The pain that you felt from that past connection still hurts you to this day. You probably have PTSD from the situation you were in. I am so sorry you had to go through all that. You didn't deserve to be treated like that.

The second hidden talent is transmutation. I see that the reason you haven't unlocked it yet is because you fear change. What happened to you in that shitty relationship makes it way easier for you to start over than to change the situation. You are scared to see things to the end. I see that this fear reveals itself in your artwork. You probably have many unfinished projects because you view yourself as incapable of seeing them through. Which by the way isn't true you are so capable of anything you want to do. Heal the hurt part of you that thinks you are incapable. Your ex was the one who instilled that in you. Don't let that motherfucker get you down. Especially if they aren't in your life anymore. Don't let them have that power over you, love. You deserve to feel good. Face your fear of them being right. You and I both know they aren't. When you do unlock this ability you will be able to transmute all the pain that asshole put you through into beautiful art. You will be able to finish all of those unfinished projects. You will be able to find true love within yourself. You will find that you were never broken like that bitch said you were. You were always lovely, sweet, and accommodating. You were always creating love everywhere you went.

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PILE TWO

Astrology: Sagittarius, Gemini, Pisces

Song: I Love Rock n Roll by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Vibes: Navy Blue, white, peach, deer, horses, libraries, books, coffee, hot springs, scones, pillow forts, maxi-skirts, cowboys, mermaids, 333, wine, fine dining, tall trees, athena, artemis

Cards: The Hermit, 3 of Wands, Knight of Swords, Nostalgia, Stars, Water Codes, The Healing Lagoon

Hello, pile 2! You have one secret power but trust me it's a good one. You have the ability to pull information out of thin air. You are crazy smart. People might not think it when they look at you because you try not to flaunt it too wildly. You prefer to stay under the radar when it comes to intellect. This makes people underestimate you. I feel that some of yall reading like this for various reasons but others really fucking hate it. You have some insecurity around this skill. That's why you don't think it is a good skill tbh. You think a lot on the go even while in conversation which makes people see you as kind of ditzy. Even so, you absolutely obliterate at trivia night. Your friends come to you first when they need obscure information. You might have been a really lonely kid and spent a lot of your time reading away the time. For a big chunk of your childhood you found your companionship in novels. You may have been bullied for this. Don't let those people's words get you down. Honestly, they were just jealous of your intelligence. The friends you have now love to hear you infodump about your favorite books. They love to hear everything you know about sea creatures and astrology/astronomy. They ask questions not to mock you but because they genuinely are interested in what you have to say. You are magnificent. Your mind is unparalleled. How people perceive you has nothing to do with what is actually happening in your mind. It is just their projections of themselves onto you. Ignore them lmao. <3

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PILE THREE

Astrology: Cancer, Taurus, Libra

Song: Stay by Zedd

Vibes: All shades of blue, creeks, hanging flowers, 9999, faires, watermelon, paint-brush, rabbits, bird chips, car horn, pearls, lily pads, walking in the rain, lanterns, puppies, beaches, zues

Cards: Queen of Cups, Page of Cups, Ace of Wands, 9 of Pentacles, Raindrops, Stagnant Waters, Light House

My dear pile 3, welcome to your reading. You have a hidden ability that I feel is only hidden from you. Everyone else seems to know this about you. You have the power of hospitality and refuge. You are a safe place for everyone you know to come to if they need it. You are the type of person to tell everyone you know if they need a place to stay for any reason, all they gotta do is ask. You have a motherly energy about you, even if you aren't a woman. You always have emergency snacks for occasions like that. You host parties and everyone always leaves feeling 10 times better than when they arrived. You are the friend that lends a hand when needed. You the kind of person to have a shoulder ready for anyone to lean on, even if you don't know them well. The most beautiful thing about this is that these actions are never self-sacrificing. You have an abundance of all that you need so you can be generous constantly to those in need. I see you resting when necessary and listening to your body. I see you volunteering in your community. I think recently you helped clean up a beach or something. Maybe you organized it? Your energy is so soothing. You are just amazing, my friend. Absolutely the softest heart on earth. I also see you might foster animals! You take in rescue animals and nurse them back to health until they can find a forever home. ;n; You are the definition of an earth angel. Please see how amazing you are and how big your heart is. I wanna be your friend so bad from hearing all of this. Never stop being this beautiful of a soul, my dear. You are perfect.

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PILE FOUR

Astrology: Aries, Capricorn, Aquarius

Song: Black Girl Magic by Londrelle

Vibes: Cyan, yellow, rusty red, iridescent, sake, 4c hair, magic, spell casting, curse breaking, singing, tea, pottery, steam-train, festivals, celebration, 963, small forests, mercury/hermes, lambs, Oshun

Cards: The Star, Ace of Cups, 2 of Cups, 6 of Swords, 7 of Wands, Tower, Spaceship, Thank You

PILE 4, WOW. Welcome. Your energy is just sooo woah. You are so indescribable. All that you have been through. Everything you have seen. All I can say is, wow. Your secret power is balance. It is a well-earned hidden ability. You have been through so much to gain the skills that I see in this reading. You have traveled so far. When I first looked at the reading I could not pin down exactly what skill you had because you are just so good at EVERYTHING. I legitimately out loud said, "Everything??? Everything." You know how to take care of yourself. You are an excellent lover. If you are a parent you are good at that too. You are chasing your dreams. I see you performing as a singer or a musician and your talent stuns everyone in the room. You are the best manifester in a 20 miles radius. You are a witch for sure. You have worked so hard on breaking karmic familial curses and you succeeded. You succeeded far past your soul's initial expectations. You are everything, my love. Like literally everything. Then it hit me. You are a tightrope walker. You are balancing everything perfectly. Have you ever heard of Rock Cairns? They are stacks of rocks that hikers add to as they pass by on park trails. You have turned your life into something like that. You have perfectly balanced every stone you passed in your life in a pile and you manage it all on your own. First off, I want to tell you what a good job you are doing. What a good job you have been doing since you were born. Second thing, PLEASE REST WHEN YOU NEED IT OHMYGODS. You don't need me to tell you that though. You are probably smoking a joint right fucking now while reading this or you just got done doing that. No notes, baby. You got this. I just think Spirit wanted to remind you of your magnificence.

[raythekiller]

I love the masky nsfw alphabet It riled up my imagination.. soo can i request for a hoodie one?? Thank youu

🗒꒰⸝⸝₊ NSFW ALPHABET ❛ ✧

Featuring: Hoodie/Brian

# Notes: its that time of the year again where i make 1 post and disappear for the next seven months <3 also DAYUM new post format?? (also also theres a new toby drawing on the way stay tuned)

A - AFTERCARE

Surprisingly soft. Wants to hold you close and maybe take a shower together. Don't get things twisted though - it's so he can keep feeling your body against his instead of to comfort you. Call it possessiveness or an ego stroke, maybe.

B - BODY PART

Thighs man through and through. Thigh highs drive him up-the-wall insane. Will also just absentmindedly knead them if you're sitting next to him, especially if you're wearing shorts or a skirt/dress.

C - CUM

Oh he likes it messy. Just enjoys having his cum on you in general - backshots, face, dripping from you after he came inside, you name it.

D - DIRTY SECRET

None. He has no shame and is very open about what he likes.

E - EXPERIENCE

Not as much as you might expect, given his demeanour. Don't get me wrong, it's still a lot, but he makes it seem like he worked as a pornstar for a few years with sheer cockiness.

F - FAVORITE POSITION

If you ask him, he'll say "all of them". But if you put a gun to his head and tell him to choose, he'll settle for doggy. Just loves grabbing your hips and ass while he's pounding into you.

G - GOOFY

He doesn't exactly make jokes, but his teasing might be a bit funny at times. He doesn't mind making things more silly or lighthearted as long as you still cum at the end of it.

H - HAIR

Usually clean-shaven, but he might get a bit lazy with it occasionally. Always at least well trimmed though.

I - INTIMACY

Usually adapts to what you like best. If you just want to get your brains fucked out and keep romance out of it, he'll happily do it. If you like something more tender with lots of "I love you"s, he doesn't complain about it either.

J - JACK OFF

A lot. This guy has crazy stamina (we'll talk about that later), I'd say maybe five times per week or so.

K - KINK

A lot but mainly: CORRUPTION!! I've said it before and I'll say it again he wants to bring the worst out of you. If you're a virgin, he wants go be your first. If you're not, he wants to see just how wild things can get when he pushes you a little.

L - LOCATION

Literally anywhere. He is a fan of semi-public sex, though. In the woods, living room of the manor when (you think) there's no one else home, in a busted alleyway, you name it.

M - MOTIVATION

Oh it's very easy to turn him on. Here's a huge one though: when you take iniciative. He's used to being the one starting shit. When YOU do it, though? When you make it clear you want him to wreck you? Fucking hot.

N - NO

Very short but obvious list: anything to do with piss, shit or vomit. Other than that, I think he's pretty open. Not even averse to being submissive every now and then.

O - ORAL

HELL YEAH BABY! Giving, receiving, whatever, he doesn't care. His mouth isn't just good for talking shit — he knows how to use that tongue. When he's getting head, though? He looks so pretty — head thrown back, moaning and whimpering with a grin on his face. Might buck his hips into your mouth for giggles (and because you sound hot choking on him).

P - PACE

Again, he'll go for whatever gets you off. If you like it rough and fast, he's in. If you prefer slow and sensual, that's also hot.

Q - QUICKIE

Biggest quickie fan in the manor. He just can't help himself most of the time and he doesn't really try to, either. If his horny, you best bet he knows how to get you horny as well and things just go from there.

R - RISK

Loves experimenting and finding new ways to make you moan. Doesn't mind getting a bit freakier every now and then.

S - STAMINA

Jesus christ what are they feeding this man. Y'know when guys are like "I'm gonna fuck you all night long" and stop after two rounds max? This motherfucker is serious about it.

T - TOYS

I don't think he'd go out of his way to buy them, but if you already have them you best believe he's using it to his advantage. Big fan of vibrators.

U - UNFAIR

This guy is MEAN. He doesn't make you wait for too long before fucking you but just those few minutes feel like an eternity with the atrocities he's whispering in your ear.

V - VOLUME

LOUD. He moans, groans, whines, whimpers, you name it. Not ashamed to make some noise and LOVES if you're loud as well.

W - WILD CARD

Likes having his hair pulled— WHO SAID THAT???

X - X-RAY

7.4 inches, cut. Not too thick, just the right girth.

Y - YEARNING

Can't go like, a week without having sex or at least jacking off. Homeboy has a lot of steam he needs to let out.

Z - ZZZ

Only god knows how he doesn't pass out immediately after. Chances are you'll fall asleep before him.

[mrsmandylor]

NSFW Alphabet: Mark Hoffman

Sorry if this is bad, it's my first fic. Please feel free to leave requests for any of Costas's characters!

A (Aftercare)

While not being the best at expressing his emotions, Mark does the best he can when it comes to comforting you and making you feel safe and loved. After a rough session, he wants you to know that he's not just using you for his own sexual gratification, and that he adores you with every bone in his body. To show this, he will pull you into his chest by wrapping his big arms around you. He will whisper praises into your ear while kissing all over your face: on your lips, cheeks, nose, forehead - you name it. Letting you know how much he loves you while ensuring that you fall asleep before he even thinks about shutting his eyes.

B (His favourite body part on you and himself)

Mark's favourite part on you is your neck, as his favourite thing to do is mark (ha ha) it up. Seriously, he will spend far too long kissing, sucking, licking, biting on your neck, until the whole area is covered in love bites, hickeys and has turned a reddish-purple colour. If you have plans, cancel them or find a scarf to wrap around your neck, otherwise people might think you're being abused.

His favourite part on himself is his hands, which are surprisingly big. With his hands, he can do so much to make you a squirming, moaning mess beneath him. He will wrap one of his hands around your marked neck to hold you in place as he pumps the thick fingers of his free hand in and out of your pussy, smirking down at you as he watches your face contort into expressions of pleasure.

C (Anything to do with cum)

Mark has to cum inside you. Filling you up gives him this sense of power and inflates his already-huge ego even more. Watching his cum drip out of you sends him into overdrive and almost gets him hard again.

D (Dirty secret)

Okay so this is more of a very concerning secret than a dirty one but... Mark managed to set up a little game of his own, just for you of course, in which he kidnapped you and placed you in a trap. Obviously he was there the entire time and 'saved' you before your trap could kill you. Why did he do this, you may ask? To make you dependant on him and see him as your saviour.

You also may ask, why did he make such an elaborate, life-endangering plan just to make you like him back? Because he's a crazy, obsessive, psychotic motherfucker and a potential threat to society.

E (Experience)

Being significantly older than you - in his forties - Mark is very experienced, although he got most of his experience from his younger years, when he wasn't consumed by his work and personal trauma :D

So when he fucks you for the first time - his first fuck in years - he's pleasantly surprised to see that he isn't as rusty as he thought he'd be, and again, it inflates his ego to see you in such a state because of him.

F (Favourite Position)

Absolutely needs you under him at all times. Even when you're fucking in his office in the station, it would be easier to have you ride him while he's sat in his chair, but still he insists on you being bent over his desk. When you're in the comfort of your own home, he'll have you on your back with your legs wrapped around his thick waist as he mercilessly pounds into you, big hands wrapped around your much smaller wrists, either pinning them above your head or on either side of your head.

G (Goofy or serious in the moment?)

Pretty much serious most of the time, which goes without saying, since Mark is a very serious man. He may joke occasionally, but it's still pretty rare.

H (Hair, how well is he groomed?)

He has hair down there, but nothing too crazy. A lot of the time he comes in from work too stressed to worry about anything other than taking his stress out on you; meaning that shaving is the least of his worries.

I (Intimacy during the moment)

Very intimate. Mark will travel his hands all over your body, wanting you squirming and whimpering from just his hands alone. Kisses will be planted all over your body and sweet nothings will be whispered into your ear. Mark's desire is fuelled even more when he sees your desperate response to his touches.

J (Jacking off/masturbation)

Although he has you at home to fulfil his desires, when he's in the station, sometimes you're all he can think about.  When he's alone in his office and supposed to be reading over a case file, he'll find his pants tightening at the thought of being able to have his way with you in his office, and before he knows it, he's got his hand wrapped around his thick cock, pumping it rapidly and biting his lush lips to hold in his moans so that Erikson doesn't hear him imagining it's your little hand instead of his own bigger, more calloused one.

K (his kinks)

Oh god. He has a lot.

- Daddy kink, and he's not ashamed of it either. Also probably a sir or master kink.

- Praise and degradation. His sadistic nature loves the humiliating aspect of degradation. He'll praise you in public to get you flustered.

- Teasing/overstimulation. Loves nothing more than making you a whimpering, whiny mess beneath him, pushing your limits until you're crying with pleasure and desperation.

- Size kink. He relishes in the fact that he's so much bigger than you and could probably kill you with his bare hands (which of course he doesn't because he loves you)

L (Location, his favourite place to be intimate)

Even though you can be as loud as you want in the safety of your shared bedroom, Mark enjoys the thrill of fucking you in his office. Loves the adrenaline rush it gives you both as you try to stay quiet in order not to be caught. This is easier said than done, as Mark tends to fuck rougher in his office and make it harder for you to hold in your moans. Which is weird because he swears he definitely doesn't do this on purpose.

M (Motivation, what gets him going?)

Seeing you wear his clothes. Oh my god, it turns him on so much. The mere sight of you drowning in his huge hoodies and shirts that go down to your knees is enough to make him feral. This is more fluffy, but he'll convince you that you'll be fine without a coat when you two go out for dinner or whatever, when he knows it'll be freezing by the time you're walking home, so that he can offer you his own gigantic coat. But now you've figured out what he's doing and you ignore him whenever he insists you'll be fine, which makes him pout like an annoyed child.

N (No! Something he wouldn't do)

Any kind of piss play or scat

Although he wouldn't be opposed to fucking you when it's your time of the month-

O (Oral, preference in receiving and giving) Being the selfish, egotistical man he is, Mark prefers to receive. The sight of you knelt below him with your pretty lips wrapped around his big cock makes his head spin. But that doesn't mean to say he doesn't like giving. After all, you're one of his favourite things to eat, and he does it so well, always with that signature smug smirk on his face while his lips are coated with your juices.

"I wanna eat out tonight."

"Where?"

"Between your legs."

"For the love of God, Mark-"

R (Risks)

As said before, Mark's favourite place to get intimate is in his office, because of the rush it gives him - although you're more of a scaredy-cat than your sadist boyfriend, and the constant fucking in his office does no good for your nerves.

S (Stamina, how many rounds can he go for?)

Depends. If he's tired from work, usually two. However, and this happens more than you'd expect, when he's pissed off at the world, he needs to take his frustrations out on you, and when that happens he'll usually go for about 3-4 rounds. On weekends, when he's well-rested and is free for the day, he can go a shockingly long amount of time - so long that it only stops when you physically can't take it anymore because you've had your fifth orgasm of the night.

T (Toys)

Loves using his police equipment on you, which means handcuffing you to the bedposts and the occasional gunplay. Also has a vibrator which he uses on you to warm you up before you can take his cock.

Unfair (how much does he like to tease?)

Mark teases way more than he should. When you're on the brink of cumming, he'll pull out of you while you're cuffed to the bed and make you beg for it. Or he'll move agonisingly slowly. As said before, he loves to overstimulate you, and it gets to the point you've got tears in your eyes, begging him to go faster or let you cum.

Volume (How loud are they?)

God, this man can dirty talk. He'll whisper the filthiest things in your ear, whether that be in private, intimate moments or when you're out in public and decide to misbehave by teasing him. When he feels he can let his guard down around you, you may get the occasional moan, but he tends to stick to the grunting and panting noises. He prefers listening to your pretty noises instead.

Wildcard (random headcanon)

After he'd crushed Strahm to death, he scooped all the glass shards out of the coffin and led you over to it, where he somehow squeezed the both of you inside and then proceeded to fuck you in it. To this day you still don't know how the thing didn't break, as it was shaking like mad.

X-Ray (what's going on in his pants?)

Mark is just a little under six inches, but very girthy. Sometimes you struggle to wrap your small hand around him when he wants you to jerk him off.

Yearning (how high is his sex drive?)

High. Mark has been lonely for years, until he met you, of course. So when he first had sex with you, he became addicted to the feeling.

Z (how fast does he fall asleep afterwards?)

As said in aftercare, he will always make sure you fall asleep before him. If you're not at peace, neither is he.

[professionalchaoticdumbass]

if it’s not too much trouble, could you share a bit about how to better support closeted/ just-cracked trans women?

Okay this is going to be a fairly long response, be warned. Its also based off personal experience (or lack of positive experience) from how I'm treated irl. also its 4 am some of this may be less coherent than I want but whatever.

The basics: name & pronouns. Ask who its safe to use these in front of!!! Dont out someone to their parents or partner or boss!! Otherwise use these as much as possible. Avoid deadnames and dead-pronouns as much as possible too - I am fine with being they/themed over he/him and prefer a nameless "later, nerd" to "bye, deadname". sometimes its unavoidable but many times its not. this is 101 stuff but I see lots of people forget it.

Going out and about: GO. WITH. HER. A LOT. She fucking needs it. Go clothes shopping together and teach her how to pick out good clothes/outfits and how to at least begin to decipher the mess that is sizing. Find her a "spinny skirt" (pleated mini skirt or skater skirt, forgot the exact one but anything similar to those) if she really wants one, I dont care how cringe you find the memes this is more important than Reddit Bad jokes. IF YOU ARE ABLE TO, TAKE HER TO THE WOMENS WASHROOM WITH YOU. yknow how girls go to the bathroom in groups for safety? yeah trans women need triple that safety and nobody provides it like ever, even other trans women. change that and be that safety. also, if youre like ordering food or at the cashier, always use the correct pronouns even if misgendering happens. if she gets a "what would you like sir" from the waiter, you are going to say something like "she would like a cheeseburger with fries and a fountain drink". this will save her ass from a lot of awkward correcting.

transitioning & hrt: if she needs a space to wear femme clothes safely, invite her over or go out together. try to avoid places where people she's not out to frequently go. for hrt, if you already accessed it HELP HER AS WELL. the amount of people who are like one step removed from pulling the ladder up behind them with regards to hrt is insane. so much "fuck you got mine" attitude in this community. anyways, DESCRIBE THE PROCESS YOU WENT THROUGH, STEP BY STEP. mention specific doctors, clinics, etc. if you do diy, mention the provider, what to look for on blood work, how to take it (injection, gel, etc) and send relevant articles/pages, about each part, not just the hrt wiki home page. if you have a prescription, mention ANY AND ALL procedures you went through to get hrt. psychologist? readiness assessment? any other screening process? DESCRIBE IN DETAIL WHAT YOU WERE ASKED AND HOW YOU ANSWERED. this can literally be a life saving thing. treat that information like the death star plans and she is the rebellion. precise motherfucking details. similar thing for any surgeries like ffs, tracheal shave, various types of bottom surgery. if you and her are going through different systems (say, you got it under 18 as a youth and she's 22 and no longer qualifies for that, or she wants diy while you have a prescription) then look up third party anecdotes as well. reddit is great for this as they often have city specific trans subreddits which lets you look at local doctors/clinics/providers & shipping. if she gets hit with dysphoria, "you are valid" CAN help new girls but as a half closeted girl for the past three years, I know I'm valid already thank you very much. dysphoria is different to each person, just be there to comfort her, help distract if nothing else. Teach her to shave if she wants, offer to do her makeup if you know how (some tutorials are made by and for trans women btw! check those out if you can). if she wants to order things online, anything from a flag to a dress to diy hrt, but can't for fear of outing, OFFER TO BE THE RECEIVING ADDRESS AND PASS IT ON IN PERSON. you can also try setting up a PO box away from home. covering some costs can potentially help lower suspicion but only do this of you have the money. in general just be a safe & informative helpful person who is willing to stand by her side.

Other general tips:

- if you are transfem yourself you will know and experience many of these things. do not withhold information like others do. did you have another trans person in your own life who helped you out when you first cracked? if yes, now its your turn. if no, then dont let her lose out on that too. actually support your sisters for once.

- if you are having sex, she may want to be submissive and/or bottom more as these are often "forbidden" when youre male. if thats compatible with you then try to accommodate that, and throw in some gender affirming stuff like a "good girl". praise kink often works well here, but always ask first. teach her how to bottom if she wants. AFTERCARE holy shit aftercare. yeah that should also be at least skmewhat gender affirming. dont skip out.

- the self doubt spiral: "you are valid" are the three words that get way more use than they really should. "valid" is so vague that its near useless. if you can, find the specific root (e.g. "I feel like a pervert cuz I get euphoria boners when I wear a sexy dress") and respond with counter examples that tell her she belongs, she is a woman, e.g. "youre not a pervert, plenty of cis women feel similar and enjoy dressing sexy as well". this is mainly for self doubt not other types of dyphoria.

- she will probably be really fucking depressed and possibly even suicidal at some point. usually close to egg crack or after a shitty experience. personally, I have a lot of passive suicidal thoughts where I dont wnat to make any attempts but wouldn't mind if I vanished, if it weren't for a few things. try to be there as a rock in the stream for her to hold onto during depression. it is fucking rough and in the words of bill withers, we all need somebody to lean on. eventually we will all stand tall together.

I am sure there's more but I think I covered most of the points I wanna make.

[eepwriting]

Vessel NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: All of it…if you’re not cool with nsfw stuff just don’t read 💀

!! mdni !!

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✶ A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex?)

➮ Sex with Vessel is almost always an intense act so he’d always make sure you were happy in the end. Asking how you feel, rubbing your back while you chat.

➮ Would always clean you up and bring you some water.

✶ B = Body Part (Favorite on themselves, favorite on you.)

➮ He loves his stomach and chest. He works hard to maintain his shape and is proud of what he’s been able to achieve.

➮ He loves your thighs. They’re his favorite napping spot and he loves to grab at your soft flesh. Loves to leave marks and finger prints on them as well.

✶ C = Cum (Anything to do with cum.)

➮ He looooves cumming inside you. Buried fully, his chest against yours, your eyes locked together. Says it brings the two of you closer as a couple.

✶ D = Dirty Secret (Self explanatory?)

➮ This motherfucker has a dick piercing. I just know it.

✶ E = Experience (How experienced are they?)

➮ He’s had past partners so he knows what he’s doing. If you’re less or more experienced than him he won’t treat you any differently. Always enjoys trying new things with you that neither of you have done.

✶ F = Favorite Position (Once again, self explanatory.)

➮ He loves good ol fashioned missionary. Lets him see all of you and he’s able to stare into your eyes and kiss you easily.

✶ G = Goofy (Are they serious or playful during the act?)

➮ He usually remains serious but if you attempt any jokes, he always laughs and shoots one back.

✶ H = Hair (How well groomed are they?)

➮ He’s not completely hairless but definitely keeps it short. Just his personal preference.

✶ I = Intimacy (How intimate are they in the moment?)

➮ Vessel is EXTREMELY intimate. Always making sure you know 100% how much he loves and appreciates you. Lets you feel all of him and what he has to give you. Puts your pleasure before his most of the time.

✶ J = Jerking Off

➮ He really tries to not jerk off when he’s gone, wanting to save all his pent up energy for you, but obviously a man has needs. If he does decide to help himself, he always calls you and asks you to help.

✶ K = Kinks

➮ He doesn’t mind and actually enjoys taking you in front of others. Obviously, if you’re not comfortable with that sort of thing, he won’t push you. That doesn’t stop him from telling you his fantasies though.

✶ L = Location (Their favorite location to do the do.)

➮ If it’s just the two of you, he honestly doesn’t mind where it is. If you have a preference, he’ll happily oblige.

✶ M = Motivation (What turns them on?)

➮ It doesn’t take much from you. He does love when you’re especially needy for him, begging him to fuck you.

✶ N = No (Something they would never do.)

➮ Never anything to do with scat or piss. I think this goes for all the members.

✶ O = Oral (Preference of giving and receiving.)

➮ While he does love to go down on you, in fact he could do it for hours. He can’t deny how much he loves seeing your eyes water as you try to get him down your throat. He likes to look down on you, caressing your face, showering you in praises.

✶ P = Pace (Are they rough and fast or careful and gentle?)

➮ It depends on his mood. If he’s in a bad mood and just needs that release, he makes sure you’re okay with whatever he’s doing. Most of the time he loves to take him time with you, preferring it slow and sensual.

✶ Q = Quickie

➮ He’s not one for quickies, as stated before. He loves to take his time.

✶ R = Risk (Do they experiment?)

➮ Vessel is always open to trying new things with you. He’s very open minded and is down to try everything at least once, except anything that could seriously harm either one of you.

✶ S = Stamina (How long do they last?)

➮ If he hasn’t seen you in a while, he doesn’t last super long. Getting so worked up and excited over finally having you, he can’t help himself. You find it incredibly hot, having him a moaning mess within 3-5 minutes inside you.

➮ If he’s home or sees you often…man can go for hours.

✶ T = Toys (Do they use them? On you or themselves?)

➮ I don’t see him having any toys of his own but he is more than happy to incorporate some when the two of you are together. Nothing crazy, mostly vibrators he can use on you while buried in you.

✶ U = Unfair (How much do they tease you?)

➮ A fair bit. He loves seeing your pleading eyes, hearing your begs and whimpers, your moans of frustration.

✶ V = Volume (How loud are they?)

➮ He’s pretty quiet most of the time. At most letting out a few soft grunts. He will compliment and praise the shit out of you though. Usually through whispers or a quiet, calm voice.

➮ Now, if he’s in a mood, he lets out louder, almost growl like groans.

✶ W = Wild Card (Random head cannon.)

➮ He loves a chase. Sometimes he tells you to hide, giving you a solid 30 seconds to find a good spot. If he’s able to find you, he fucks you in the same spot, no matter where you’re hidden.

✶ X = X-Ray (What will we find under their clothes?)

➮ Besides his Prince Albert, a few scars and birthmarks.

✶ Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

➮ To say it’s high is an understatement. If he’s seeing you every day, he’s inside you at least once in some sort of way.

✶ Z = Zzz (How soon do they fall asleep after?)

➮ If it’s late in the day he always makes sure you’re asleep first. Often laying on his side watching as you doze off. Before he feels comfortable enough to fall asleep himself.

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This was fun. II is next 👌

As always, if you wanna see anything…requestttt!

K. Bye bye.

[mykoreanlove]

Can you write the reaction of skz to reader being sexually harassed (only if you are comfortable)?

BTW, I love your stories babies 😘

Hi sunshine, thank you for your request. I don't know the background and I don't need to but I'm hoping you are safe and feeling loved. <3 Also, thank you so much!!

I gave it a try, hope you like it :)

Chan.

Chan would do his best to hide his overwhelm but it would get to him eventually. He’s an empathetic man – making sure you’re taken care of (physically and mentally) are his priorities, so he would be there for you. He’d listen to you and wipe away your tears, never pressuring you to tell him more than you’re ready for. He would love you even more and admire your strength but at night when you’re lightly snoring on his chest? He’d be lying wide awake trying to understand how something like this could happen. Pondering on existential questions like why would a man do that? Why did this happen to you? How badly are you scarred from that experience and is there anything he could do to help you heal? He’d be pondering on those questions for a while, silently, trying to figure out a way to shield you from all the scum that is waiting on the outside.

Changbin.

Changbin would be cool about it – listening and consoling you, reassuring you that you are the love of his life, and nothing would ever change that. But internally he’d be cooking. He’d be filled with anger at everyone and everything, hating the world tremendously for hurting you. He’d move into the gym, working out even more to grow stronger for you. He’d accompany you to every appointment, holding your hand and providing safety for you. He’d be checking up on you constantly, getting possessive and controlling in concerning ways. He’d turn into your Siamese twin so you would never have to be in that situation again, not under his watch.

Minho.

Minho would have a lot of trouble being there for you at first because his emotions would get the best of him. He can be very vindicative, evil even and he wouldn’t hesitate to demolish the motherfucker that did this to you. Minho would even go as far as beating him to mush, you would be the one stopping him from committing murder. To him, it’s more of a thing of revenge and anguish. Minho would drop his emotional turmoil instantly when he’d see the terrified look in your glassy eyes. He’d curse himself for making you fearful, adding to the already existing anxiety you felt all the time. He’d hold you close to his heart, shielding you from everything. But ever since you told him he would analyze everyone, especially men, shooting daggers at them if they’re coming too close to you.

Hyunjin.

Hyunjin wouldn’t make a big deal out of it, in fact he would drop the topic altogether. Did he drop it from his mind though? Absolutely not. Weeks after you told him about the assault, you found various canvas filled with the darkest colors, depicting the most disturbing sceneries and patterns. Hyunjin would have nightmares ever since you told him, but he wouldn’t know how to express his feelings to you. Instead of sleeping, he’d start painting – giving the nightmares a stage, hoping to get rid of them that way. After a while, he’d start drawing lighter colors and more hopeful styles, portraying the heroic epos you had underwent. He’d be embarrassed when you’d find them; what kind of boyfriend communicates via paintings instead of words? Yet for you, that was more than enough.

Jisung.

Jisung would cry, he would literally bawl his eyes out. He would not mean to, but he couldn’t handle the torture you had to go through and are still suffering from today. He wished he was the brave boyfriend that you could rely on, instead you were the one consoling him. He’d reminded you of you shortly after it had happened – filled with anger and ambush. Why was life so unfair? Jisung would flee under the covers with you, holding your hand while calming himself down by breathing. He’d trace your knuckles with your fingers and listen to the sounds of the rain against your windows.

Felix.

Felix would give you the tightest hug known to mankind. Those kinds of hugs that make you gasp for air, so tight that you will see stars after a while. You’d feel his tears on the top of your head, even though he’d try to hide them. Felix would be eternally grateful for you sharing this with him, displaying your vulnerabilities is like a love language to him. He’d kiss you sweetly and whisper the most loving compliments into your ear. He’d be complimenting you on your strength and the way you handled things so gracefully, especially after enduring those horrors. He’d be talking to you about it like a friend would – compassionate and kind. He wouldn’t want you to hide those things or worse, feel small because of them. If any, you were even greater to him.

Seungmin.

Seungmin would laugh in your face, thinking that you’d be bullshitting him. You know how sometimes both of you take it too far? Yeah, not this time. His face would turn white from shock, eyes as big as the moon as realization hit him that you were indeed sexually assaulted. He’d be tongue-tied for the next minutes, not knowing how to react the right way. You’d see his brain ratter, thinking of ways to be there for you. Finally, he’d blurt out the truth: “I don’t know how to react to this, y/n.” You’d only ask him one question, the only one that mattered to you. “Do you think less of me? Do you think I’m disgusting?” Seungmin would body slam you on the bed, taking your head in between his hands and pledging his undying love for you. “Nothing would make me love you less, baby. Nothing.”

I.N

I.N would look at you for a while before saying anything. You couldn’t analyze the weird look in his eyes as you told him about your past though. Was it disgust? Confusion? Anger? Turns out I.N would know exactly how you felt, because he had gone through the same thing. He’d be big spooning you for hours, his chin on your shoulder as he’d listen to you recalling your experience. You’d switch positions when it would be his turn, knowing that it’d be easier admitting the shame without facing another. After both of you would be done, you’d be facing each other while holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes. “I know this sounds strange, but I somehow feel closer to you now, y/n.” Admitting your past to I.N would turn into a very peculiar bonding experience, one that would strengthen your relationship even more.

[thesillyexpresser]

Finally finished Saiki K and I just wanna say

I HATE THESE MFS 🗣️🗣️🔥💥💥💥

(Uhhh spoilers for the whole thing)

(Oh yeah ramble warning)

(Edit: considering how much traction this is getting, I just want to make it clear that these are my opinions. I’m open to hearing you out on yours as long as it’s not too heated. This wasn’t really meant to be too serious. It is also alright if you disagree with my opinions. These aren’t facts. I am also also well aware that most of their characterization are supposed to be gags and that they’re fictional so I respect them from that point. I just wouldn’t like them if they were actual people.)

I hate these motherfuckers, and I’m surprised there’s almost no shade thrown towards them. Let’s crack it down with these sorry excuses of the parents first.

Now, I’m well aware that this is a comedy anime and characters flaws aren’t exactly a bad thing. Their flaws are supposed to be comedic and I respect that from that stand point.

BUT AS A PERSON WHO CONSUMES MEDIA AND HAS OPINIONS, I WANT TO SACK THEM SHITLESS.

They practically only view Kusuo’s powers as an excuse to do less work, in both inside and outside the house. They constantly use him as a mop to clean up their own shortcomings without doing anything theirselves. Even until the very end, when Kusuo wanted to give up his powers, his own fucking father only thought about his so precious and convenient transport to work. What is this man. I know no one is a perfect parent and that all people have their quirks but this guy is actually so fucking horrible.

The mom isn’t all that bad, but she isn’t unexcused for the way she and the “dad” just allowed the relationship between Kusuo and Kusuke get so fucking toxic. When Kusuke made Kusuo’s limiters and revealed that if he look of the right one that his powers would get revealed to the world, a thing they would all know Kusuo would absolutely hate, they could’ve easily scolded him for it but NO. They could’ve taught the siblings to actually appreciate each others’ abilities to a healthy degree but NO. They could’ve taught Kusuo the importance of respecting and being humble to others without his abilities but NO. They even just allowed Kusuke’s toxic competitiveness to grow by allowing him to go to London and shit. I know no parent is ready to raise an Elon Musk and an esper but at least try to make your own fucking household a home for your own children. Now, onto the rotting maggot that is Kusuke.

I FUCKING HATE KUSUKE.

Now, I know anyone would be jealous of their younger sibling having more ability than them and I know that his parents are (as I already established) just the worst but can this guy actually fucking relax??

Like has once in his sorry excuse of a life has he thought that “hey isn’t this just a tiny bit petty??” “Isn’t putting a tracker on my younger brother an invasion of his own privacy??” “Is making a fucking robot clone of my brother, making it do the things my own brother is obviously uncomfortable with, making it fucking attack him on sight, and then brainwashing his friend into hating him so much that it sprouts another psychic ability just a bit more fucked up than I thought??”

I know people hate this line but YOU’RE A FUCKING ADULT. YOU’RE NINETEEN YEARS OLD. GROW UP.

Also can we talk about how he’s all “I want to prove I can control my brother” when he already has his thumb pushed down on Kusuo? What’s that? You have a way to make everyone know about his powers? You can track his moves? You know everything about his powers and the ways and money to stop them? And you did this for fun? Con-fucking-grats you have control over him. He has anxiety now. Thanks for your hard work. I’m pretty sure that if he had any less morals than Kusuo would be his fucking slave.

(And yes, I know that the right limiter gimmick was taken off but it’s the thought that counts and there’s nothing but MALICE behind those thoughts.)

His only defense for putting his brother through inhumane experiments is “oh Kusuo has psychic powers he practically isn’t human”. KUSUO ISNT HUMAN MY ASS. Kusuo has more humanity than you. That robot clone you built of him has more humanity than you. That poor rotting maggot that I unfairly compared itself to you has more humanity than you. This mad scientist shithead has practically ZERO HUMANITY.

And I think we all fucking knew that the stopping-all-of-Kusuo’s-powers limiter was so he can do his world domination shit. Without his brother’s powers, who was there to stop him from doing that robot world domination thing from that one episode all over again? NO ONE. THAT’S WHO.

and I know that I’m getting so worked up over a fictional story but I JUST WANT TO GIVE THEM A SWEET REIGAN ARATAKA TALK.

“Aren’t you his parents? Shouldn’t you act with more responsibility instead of treating your own son like a fucking taxi?? For shame. I’m calling child protection services. He’s still a fucking minor after all. Minors aren’t that mentally mature, you know.”

“Oh? You put your own brother through inhumane experiments because of his ESP? That same ESP that he had no control over being born with? Why are you harassing someone just because they were born with something they didn’t have control being born with? Should I call the cops?”

Heck, I just want to shake their brains out, beat some senses into them, and give Kusuo some therapy because my goodness.

sigh

Yare yare

[celestialatlantis]

Sick Headcanons : would they be good at taking care of a sick, human s/o ?

Characters : Sollux, Gamzee Content warnings ? : This is a sickfic so there's that, but not much, no mentions of vomit either.

Beginning of the end (wow, dramatic)

Day one: you'd start feeling off, this headache with a weight coming and going, your throat would feel a bit dryer than it should. Half a day of ignoring the warnings, a coughing fit hits you like a truck and Instantly you'd be hit with dread as you realised, shit, it's a cold; you don't even know where the hell you're supposed to get medicine now. Deciding to leave early, you were thankful that no one pried or probed you for answers. Then you had locked yourself up in your room, trying to logic out whether any of your teammates could get you the meds you used to buy. Unsure of how to bring that up, you decide to call it quits for the night. Feeling sluggish by the time you went to sleep. Waking up, you felt like rock-bottom personified. Fuck.

Gamzee Makara

Some would expect him to not notice as fast as he would.

"Nah little mama, something was defo bothering your cute thinkpan and this motherfucker would have to be blind to miss it .Honk"

But no he has a vibe-based radar and depending on how far your relationship has progressed it only becomes more attuned, somehow.

(Of course it did, he's red for you. This isn't a joke for him. it's a startling shift of demeanor to the untrained eye whenever his attentiveness shows, but it really shouldn't be.)

Has no clue how humans work. Still he'll ask you first and if you don't know then fuck. He's gonna have to ask Karkat if his human buddies know anything.

Either way, he'll bring a blanket and make a pile so that he can sleep near you in-case you need anything. He doesn't wanna leave you alone when you're sick, it has to feel extra lonely.

..at least he thinks it would be. Thinks. That's all.

He'll keep you company and bring you food, water, if you need Meds he'll try to look it up and see what he can do.

He's surprised when he remembers a few tricks he taught himself, from the times when he got sick while goatdad was away.

Will set a cold wet cloth on your forehead and switches it out when you fall asleep.

If you feel gloomy when sick, or if you just want him to, he'll do whatever he can to make you laugh.

Ask him to jump-scare someone by crawling in the vents and you'll see he's already five steps ahead of you. You can't help almost heckling a laugh for the second time when he gets back through the vents and you see he brought a Jason mask with him to scare the poor soul for your entertainment.

if you chose peace this time, he still has some tricks! He will make you laugh until you feel better, and you trust that based on experience.

He's strangely smooth as he walks around, not stumbling as much, although he seems to be acting like usual on the day when you wake up feeling well.

...you never did see it, but he couldn't let himself stay high while you were sick, it didn't feel right.

It really didn't feel right. He doesn't think it'll be remotely okay ever again, now that he knows you can get sick like this, - but it's okay. Now he can look out for you, like how you do for him.

Sollux Captor

Well shit, there's a chance that he finds out a bit later than Gamzee simply because he makes himself busy.

He'd notice you not replying to his pestering though, so off his chair and out his roo-..respiteblock he goes.

God, he'd inwardly cringe a little when entering your human room because he can sense the sick in the air somehow.

Asks the humans upfront how to take care of a sick person, which is noted to be unusual by Rose but she promises not to pry.

Sollux also stays in your room, brings a husktop, makes a makeshift pile to sleep on and just monitors you until you're feeling better.

Occasionally he'll leave, but mostly to get food, water, so on so forth.

Lets be honest, locking himself in a room and not leaving is not something out of the norm for Sollux. it's not difficult for him to stay.

Lets you whine if you're an insufferable patient type of person, he can feel a bit irritable but he just can't let himself get angry at you while you're sick.

The thought of snapping at you while you're steaming like a stove-top makes him feel like a jerk, and he has a heart in his ribs somewhere even when he acts difficult about it.

This type of vulnerability is new from you, and he won't make you regret not pushing him away.

He'll bring you a controller to play games together if you feel well enough to play. Would let you backseat him while he plays if you can't but still want to do something together.

He'll pester others for your entertainment too, or if you have human friends who could send over something for you he'll ask them for it too. Comfort soup that you can't make here? Consider it done, your friend will bring it in a few hours.

(he doesn't wanna risk fucking up the recipe and give you food poisoning.)

You get to choose the background music when he's doing coding, still, ask for his attention and you will receive it.

He might honestly fix a few things wrong in your room that you didn't know about if he gets bored while you're asleep. Mild things.

Also replaces some of your old chargers with newer and less beat-up ones.

He might even purr (read: buzz) if you pull his heart strings (not that difficult) and say it'll help you sleep, especially if you have a difficulty falling asleep when sick.

All in all, he learns pretty fast. Not that you should tell him that right after you recover, it'd give him an industrial sized ego.

[onyourowndaisymae]

hi!!!!!! can i request the minecraft post u did for the dateables but for the brothers? i love ur writing sm it's so cute <3333

obey me brothers playing minecraft with you

thank you so much for the love <33 this was actually a lot of fun to write because all of these men are so very ridiculous. cheers to my first ever request!

[dateables version]

content warnings: language, bullying the villagers, killing the animals, you know how minecraft is

prompt: you've somehow convinced these guys to play minecraft, a human world game, one night, just the two of you. but how exactly does that experience go?

{established relationship, obey me x reader with the brothers}

Lucifer

oh. oh peepaw.

you really have to coax this man into playing with you. he's perfect at everything, all the time-- to engage in activity like this one, in front of you of all people, wounds his ego more than he'd like to admit. he doesn't want you to see him be bad at something. what if you no longer respect him? what if his inability to comprehend the little block people's actions are enough to ruin your love for him? he's genuinely distressed about this (not that he'd let it show), but you seem interested, so he reluctantly agrees.

two key things are necessary when playing minecraft with lucifer: patience and teamwork.

leaving him to do any task alone is daunting. the perfectionism paralyzes him a bit in these moments. take him with you! collect wood together, mine in the same mineshaft, hunt monsters together-- all of it starts to ease his mind when you work together. he starts to focus not on his pride but his love for you and spending quality time by your side.

as time progresses, he does eventually get a grip in the controls and mechanics-- well, as much as you can expect a dinosaur like him to understand. you still do a lot of tasks together in-game, but it's more of camaraderie thing by that point. he just likes being by your side, okay? don't make him say it, or you'll be hunting monsters by yourself bestie.

lucifer is also a really big fan of the soundtrack. it's so simple yet well-composed, a stark different to that garish video game music levi listens to. please play with the sound up and let him enjoy the sound of the rain intermingling with the music; his relaxed face is very cute.

Mammon

what's that? you wanna play minecraft with the great mammon? of course you do! he's gonna be the best player you've ever seen, just ya wait-- what's that? no, he's never touched the game before, but he knows he'll be fantastic. watch and learn, baybee, cuz the great mammon is here to show up and show out.

what he lacks in skill, he makes up several times over in enthusiasm. this is important, because he absolutely lacks skill.

mammon is a dangerous combination of unobservant and overenthusiastic, leading to every stupid situation you can think of. he thinks he sees an important resource, so he leaves for juuust a second... boom. he's lost. he somehow manages to attract lava in every. single. cave. at this point, you have to ban him from carrying anything important.

one thing he is good at is monster hunting. he's made it his mission from day 1 to protect you, whether it be real life or in a video game. he'll face a monster-- enderman, creeper, sneaky skeleton, you name it-- without an ounce of fear if it means you'll live another in-game day (some might call this excessive, but you just call it cute).

like everything with mammon, sometimes his instinct to protect you goes overboard. he tries to ban you from entering the mines and going outside at night because what if a monster gets you, human?? fortunately for you, he never figured out how to run in-game, so just sprint past him and carry on.

on a completely unrelated note-- this greedy motherfucker (said with SO much affection) hordes all the treasures in-game like a dragon. his goal is to build you two a mansion of diamond and gold. this is very cute if you once again ignore the fact that he keeps FALLLING IN LAVA with all his vauables. y'all are never getting anywhere in this game.

Leviathan

levi is, hands down, the best person to play minecraft with. you don't have to teach him a thing-- in fact, he's probably the one that brought it up to you!

he's very pleased that you'd indulge in one of his hobbies like this, regardless of whether you actually play video games or not. just the thought of you there, sitting next to him, hanging out with him because you want to be around a shut-in otaku like him... the thought gives him butterflies.

... y'all can't actually share a house by the way. he gets too flustered. make a joke about putting your minecraft beds together and he's blushing. it does not matter how long you've been together, his reaction will always be the same.

he's one of the only ones that you can progress through the game with. bashful levi is amazing in the mines. he's got a system down pat that'll help you guys find your way back to the entry point, where he's set up a base camp with chests and resources so you won't have to resurface until you're done. smart, right?

y'all actually go to the nether and the end. he's very quick to pick up the game's mechanics and use his luck to to help you guys progress. every victory is shared; what's the fun of winning if you're not winning together?

levi will play with you basically any time you ask. he loves when you refer to it as "our minecraft world". better yet, praise him for all his hard work in making your world and watch him melt. he's just a sucker for your love, and the fact that he's actually good at this activity makes him all the more happy to do it with you.

Satan

satan doesn't really know much about this game that you're describing, but he's willing to play it with you if you're really that interested. he's always ready to learn more about things from the human world; when you tell him this is one of the most popular games up on earth, he wants to try it at least once.

satan is not the best in general at video games, but he's quick-witted and resourceful, so the two of you get by just fine. the problem mostly lies in the fact that satan's audacity gets you into trouble sometimes. there is no little voice in his head telling him not to do something potentially dangerous and stupid, especially if there's some reward to gain on the other side. he is fully convinced he can take on an iron golem with a stone sword and no armor, just you watch--

be carefully with letting him run around freely. there's lots of ways to die in this game, and each failure pokes at the embers of wrath below his cool exterior.

this intelligent lil guy figures out redstone pretty damn quick. he'll use this knowledge to create lots of little creations meant to make your camp better. whether or not this actually helps is an entirely different story... but look! a gate! aren't you so proud of him? (please praise him, he needs it so bad)

and you wouldn't be playing with satan if all progress didn't come to a stop the moment he spots an ocelot. when you tell him you can befriend them, he's overjoyed. look at how cute they are! one ocelot turns into two, then three, then four... suddenly there's a small army of ocelots in your house that he's caring for. y'all better make room in your joint minecraft bed or satan will feel like a bad cat dad. he's so ridiculous and i love him

Asmodeus

this man plays minecraft with his priorities straight-- he spends way too long creating a cute character skin to play with, then builds a cute house and decorates it to the nines, then focuses on finding himself the cutest armor and weapons... all before doing literally anything productive, btw.

do not expect asmodeus to be much help. he's mostly there for moral support. he cannot do things "for survival" like gathering food and resources or building a starter home. everything must be perfect, or it doesn't get done. asmo did not craft himself a bed until he was able to dye the wool pink and have a cute pink bed. he cannot bring himself to live in an ugly house, so you either need to help him or listen to him whine about getting rained on or attacked by monsters until he's done.

this is not to imply that playing with asmo is not fun!!

asmo is not a monster hunter, a miner, or any good at gathering resources. however, his experience with makeup makes him insanely creative. while you might not have a house for several days, the end result even gives barbatos' house a run for its money. his decor is always very cute and clean, soft even in the blocky 2D world. he'll make your whole base camp aesthetically pleasing if you let him (please let him-- his smile is worth it).

asmo often finds himself a damsel in distress. he'll fall in holes and get very confused, scream when he gets attacked, and generally need you to protect him at every turn. succeed, though, and he'll hail you as one of the most amazing people he's ever met. the game will be discarded as he throws his arms around you, kissing you all over the face and showering you in praises, all for saving his house from a stray creeper.

oh, and he'll definitely put your beds next to each other and smirk at you. what did you expect from the avatar of lust? cornball

Beelzebub

sweet, beloved baby beel. he's ready and willing to play with you whenever. if you want to make some actual progress, prepare lots of snacks and set a cozy atmosphere to keep him full and content. playing with the avatar of gluttony does require a little prep in that regard.

this (metaphorical) angel really has a hard time killing any of the livestock. he apologizes aloud anytime he has to slay one and explains to the poor creature why he's killing them. sorry, little sheep guy, but you two need to make beds. the cows make him feel especially bad because they remind him of belphie.

he's really big on making sure you guys have a secure, safe home to hide away in. sometimes, things get really overwhelming in the game, so he wants you to have a space where you feel safe and protected enough to calm down. this bunker is definitely a bit ugly, but we can't win them all.

play with him long enough and all the food will start looking really tasty to him. that bread looks a little too real, doesn't it, mc? and that cake is so life-like... redirect him to his snack horde, stat.

he also wants to do all of your tasks together. when he's there with you, he can make sure you're safe or offer you help when your struggling to complete a task on your own. he want to make sure you're having fun! let him help you, please, it makes him feel loved. he likes spending time with you.

definitely doesn't get the "putting your minecraft beds together" joke. you can either explain the to him and watch him blush, or let him live with the assumption that it's for extra cuddle room.

Belphegor

you've got to coax belphie into playing with you for a few days, because honestly? that sounds like a lot of work. not only does he have to participate, but he's also got to learn, too? he's already yawning just talking about it all.

he'll eventually snuggle in with his back against your chest and your arms clumsily holding the controller in front of him. he doesn't particularly care that this position makes gaming difficult for you, not when you're cuddling him like this. it's really a win-win situation in his eyes: he'll play the little block game if you shower him in unconditional affection any time he wants. what a deal! his youngest child energy really shows in times like these.

belphie is heartless when it comes to raiding villages and collecting resources. what's that? you feel bad? they're not real, mc. they don't have feelings. they don't care that you're stealing from them. if it really makes you feel bad he'll stop, but he will complain about how much easier things could have been if you'd just robbed a village or two.

somehow, some way, he's also super lucky?? he'll stumble upon rare resources with little to no effort and snicker about how you're still scrambling for supplies. don't worry, he'll share. only if you beg, though. go on. he wants to hear it. maybe, maybe he'll be willing to give you the diamonds he found if you convince him. (what a fucking menace!)

he will, eventually, fall asleep while playing. the music is too soft and your arms around him are too warm for him to not drift off. that's okay. carefully take the controller away from him, save the game, shut down the system, and settle in for the night. he'll cuddle closer in his sleep, unconsciously touched by the gesture, and drag you into dreamland with him.

[thinking1bee]

You Haven't Failed Part 2

Requested by Anonymous

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Tags: Spidey!Reader, Venom!Reader, So Much Angst, Fluff, Established Relationship, Graphic Depictions of Injuries, Blood, Violence, Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut

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You stopped to grab Chinese food on your way back to the compound. Waiting in Fury’s office was Osborn, and you told him directly that there was nothing to find in his lab. His face visibly paled, and you heard his heart rate pick up as his eyes widened minutely. He swallowed thickly, jumbled, and insensible words falling from his mouth, but when he failed to say anything coherent, he quieted. Waves of unease rolled from him, and Fury looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

“What was in that lab, Norman?” Fury demanded. Norman only shook his head and left in a hurry, his legs taking him out of the office faster than even you could comprehend.

The moment he was gone, you set the food down, removed your mask, and looked at Fury. “What the hell was that about?”

He shrugged as he rubbed his forehead. “The hell if I know. I don’t understand these rich motherfuckers.”

You snorted before you removed a takeout container and a plastic fork from the bag. You placed both in front of him. He looked at it before he looked at you.

“What’s this?”

“Food, Nick,” you said pointedly as you closed the bag and gathered it in your arms. “You should try having something other than tequila. Your stomach and liver will thank you.”

He gave you a grateful smile and cracked open the carton to fork noodles and veggies into his mouth. “Have a good night, kid.”

You gave him a smile before retreating back into your shared room, which was more like a little apartment. Everyone had a space like yours to ensure privacy while there were shared spaces for team activities. You had a room a little farther away from the rest of the team, but it was fine. At first you hated it, but in time, you liked the privacy. It’d become a quick haven when you and Wanda first moved in together. Now, you both were thinking of getting a house. She wanted the backyard space to expand her garden. She appreciated the gardening space Thor made for her on the balcony, but she wanted to grow her own fruits and veggies, and there just wasn’t enough space on what little she had. She always said that she wanted to create something that didn’t revolve around the magic she wielded. Wanda could easily will one into existence, but she wanted to physically create one. She wanted the hard work and the sweat, and more importantly, she wanted it all with you. You loved her so much that you would give her the world. Anything that she wanted, you would ensure it happened. It’d been months of searching, but finally, Wanda found something that she fell in love with. A modest home in a place called Westview. You visited the neighborhood together, and you knew that this would be the home in which you would grow old with her. You saw a garden, a golden retriever, and maybe even some kids once you got there. Wanda always wanted to have them. She even told you the names that she picked out. Billy and Tommy. She was that sure that she would have boys, and you smiled all the same and told her that you couldn’t wait to experience this future with her. For now, that dream was on hold. You both still had a lot of work to do with the Avengers. There was still a galaxy and a universe to clean up from Thanos and his war. You had all the time in the world to be with her.

You could hear Wanda inside, and you smiled as the metal door to the room slid open. She turned to look at you, and placed the lighter in her hands down as she approached you. She gave you a tight hug.

“Hey, детка,” she greeted you, her nose buried into your neck as she breathed you in. She had on a shirt and jeans, and her suit was disposed of long ago after coming home from a long day at work. You were going to respond when she suddenly leaned away. Her nose was scrunched in disgust as she slightly turned her head from your direction. “Sorry, but you stink.”

You couldn’t help the laugh that left you, your chest shaking as delight filled you with warmth. “Oh, yeah,” you agreed. “The long day coupled with all the swinging I had to do? I’m not surprised that I smell like a boy’s locker room.”

Wanda took the bag of food away, set it on the counter, and placed a sweet kiss on your cheek. You smiled and hummed, your eyes closing briefly when you felt the warmth of her soft skin against you.

“Give me 15 minutes. I’ll be right back.”

“Of course.”

When you returned, you were wearing a shirt and shorts. Your hair was damp and tied into a messy bun. Wanda saw the steam wafting from the bathroom, the scent of the floral soap you used filling the hallway. Wanda changed into one of your oversized shirts while you showered, and based on how wavy her hair was at the moment, she must have taken a shower sometime before you got home. She was waiting for you at the dinner table. The lighting in the room was dimmed, and resting on the table, besides the food, were a few lit candles. You gave her an endearing smile, the gesture so simple and yet, the love in your heart swelling all the same at how much effort she put into it. You came to her side of the tiny table and gave her a deep kiss on the lips. She hummed into it, her lips moving against yours before you pulled away and sat down.

“Thank you for this,” you said to her genuinely and she blushed.

“Of course. How was your day?”

“Busy. I had a bank robbery to clean up and something to do at Oscorp.”

“Oscorp? What happened?” she asked. You told her about the destroyed lab and how it was empty. Whatever threat was in there is now long gone. You were sure that Fury would team you up with Peter to do a sweep of New York tomorrow.

“Are you okay?” Wanda asked as you explained. You nodded.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

Wanda ate a potsticker while you ate some rice and sesame seed chicken. “How was your mission?”

She’d been gone on a mission that lasted a few days. It involved infiltrating a HYDRA base in Moscow. It was a routine B&E with a little bit of theft of their data. The agents were defeated, the hostages were released, and all the collected information was sent to Fury, who would in turn, send it to SHIELD. 

“The States have spoiled me,” she commented with a smile, her accent wrapping around her words. “I forgot how cold it was out there.”

Being from Sokovia, Wanda wasn’t a stranger to frigid temperatures, but it’d been a while since she was home. With it being winter on that side of the world, you suspected that it would be icy.

“Did you go home?” you asked her.

“Yes and no. I visited Pietro.”

Her brother. He died years ago, way before the conflict with Thanos happened. Wanda had him buried at home so that his final resting place would be with their deceased parents. You reached across the table and took her hand in yours.

“Are you okay?”

Wanda nodded, squeezed your hand tenderly, and gave you a genuine but sad smile. It still hurt her, after all these years, and you knew that it would continue to be a weight in her heart for the rest of her life. You would support her for as long as she wanted you.

“I will want you forever and ever, детка,” she murmured.

You raised your eyebrows and chuckled. Though you knew about her mind reading powers, it still surprised you to have her up there. You didn’t mind. There was nothing there that you wanted to hide from her.

“Sorry, I wasn’t trying to pry. Your thoughts are so loud though.”

“It’s okay.”

And it was. Wanda never read someone’s mind unless she had their consent, or the circumstances were dire. It felt like a huge invasion of privacy to her because she wouldn’t want someone in her head seeing things that were personal. However, you reassured her over and over that for you, it was okay. It felt intimate and nice to have her there. She was so in tune with you, after all these years, that sometimes you would have conversations with her without even moving your lips. Occasionally, it helped in arguments when you couldn’t voice what was on your mind, so she would look instead, and she would still know what was going on with you when you couldn’t verbalize it. Even now, she could hear how much you loved her even without you breathing a word.

When dinner was done, you cleaned up while Wanda threw out the trash. You turned to do the dishes really quick, and as you dipped your hands into the soapy water, you felt arms encircle around your waist from behind. A warm body pressed against your back while lips kissed the back of your neck. You giggled, the kiss tickling you as Wanda’s hands splayed across your stomach.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded. “I just really missed you.”

“I missed you as well.”

You rinsed the dishes and placed them on the drying rack before turning around in her hold. Green eyes met yours and you leaned down to give her a passionate kiss. You really did miss the warmth of her body against you, and the kiss was more of a way to get reacquainted with her after days of being apart. But that kiss turned into another and another, your breath intermingling with hers when she gently nibbled your bottom lip. You affectionately walked her backwards until her body pressed against the cool metal of the stove. She breathed into you, her kisses getting sloppy as her body began to warm under your wandering touch. Eventually, your kisses dipped lower to her neck, your tongue and lips sucking marks into her flesh that peppered her skin just like her freckles. Soft, breathy moans left her as she began to pull up your shirt and expose your abs. A different kind of need inside of you was making itself known, and you grunted when you easily picked her up in your hold. You were hot, sweltering. It was the kind of heat that only Wanda could assuage, and that heat continued to increase as she loosely wrapped her arms around your neck and her legs around your hips. Your fingers tenderly dug into the soft flesh of her thighs, and you pulled her closer against your body. You groaned when Wanda grabbed you by the chin to place a soul stealing kiss on your lips. When she pulled back, she bit your bottom lip a little harder, and you gasped at the pain before Wanda chased it away with tender swipes of her tongue.

“Can we-?” you went to ask but Wanda was already nodding.

“Yes.”

“Bed?”

“Now,” she answered in a husky voice.

You could have easily walked her down the hall to the bed and laid her down without breaking the kiss at all, but Wanda was a tad bit impatient. You felt her remove an arm from around your neck. Then, there was a flash of red that you could see even behind closed eyelids. A wave of vertigo engulfed you when the floor suddenly wasn’t there, but it was only for a second when you felt the soft sheets of the bed beneath your back. When you opened your eyes, you immediately noticed that Wanda was naked, and so were you. The heat of her core against yours was an addicting fire, one where you wanted to be burned more than anything.

“I could have walked us, baby.”

She smiled, her teeth nibbling her bottom lip as she leaned over you. “There’s a time for romance, and there’s a time where I want you screaming for me, детка.”

You blushed, the visual of her words painted a picture of her using a strap on you. You could see her moving furiously between your legs, her strokes hard and fast, and you would be coming over and over beneath her until she was satisfied. Wanda saw your thoughts, and the smile she gave you was so sinful that your heart stopped dead in your chest. She said nothing as her eyes met yours. She pressed her lips against your neck before she made a slow descent on your body, her movements hurried and calculated at the same time. She paid extra attention to all your sensitive spots, the ones that had you fisting the bed with anticipation and lust. Wanda flashed you a smile as you squirmed beneath her, and as her lips aligned with your core, you watched as her eyes began to glow red. Magic wrapped around your hands before your arms shot up. The cool wood of the headboard chilled your palms as your hands pressed against it. They were glued there, the red pulsating around your heated skin as Wanda kissed your inner thighs and wrapped her arms around you to keep your hips pressed against the bed. She didn’t tease you any longer, her hunger for you growing too strong to fight against. The smell of your arousal made her mouth water. Even in the dark room, Wanda could see you glistening, your desire coating you thickly. With a groan, she surged forward to bury her tongue into your core.

Part 3