#who the long quiet is really depends on who is playing and I stand by that

[starry-teacup]

Art challenge for everyone in the stp fandom! We're given a general idea of what the Long Quiet looks like by the end, and he's sort of his own character, so I see him drawn the same way consistently.

But he's also a player character, whose decisions, experiences, and personality are all shaped by who the person behind the computer is! The princess, the voices, the narrator- they speak to you as much as they speak to a fictitious person, if not more.

So draw your long quiet persona- what you imagine the princesses and the narrator to see when you enter that basement.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Different positions w/ Miguel 🤭

okay I have MANY thoughts, scooch closer and listen up

word count: ~1200

✧.┊ MASTERLIST

18+ fem!reader, mdni !!

firstly, I think he's a simple guy when it comes to sex. he doesn't really like anything too crazy or too experimental. he's a sexy beautiful HUNK of a man, but I think he's particular in who he's intimate with, so I don't think he does one-night stands. he much prefers to do it with the woman he loves, simple

missionary

✧ I feel like it would be the most intimate and intense, most passionate too

✧ he loves to cage you against the mattress, and his big huge muscly arms would be either side of you and he'd be so close to you, omg?? like literally no space to breathe ! ? ! ?

✧ he'd be only focused on you- your eyes, your facial expressions and your noises. solely you

✧ he also loves the feeling of your boobs pressed against his big ol' man titties

✧ loves to take it slow in this position, like he's making love to you. fucking you like he loves you. it’s turning me on too much to think of a way to expand this thought (😶)

✧ kisses your throat and neck a lot too !!

✧ loves to put a pillow under your hips to hit into you in a tad deeper

✧ he loves when you wrap your arms and legs around him, clinging and holding onto him

✧ he can feel you swallow him and clamp around him much more in this position and it does wild things to him

✧ cups your jaw and holds behind your neck

✧ he tells you how pretty you are

doggy

✧ he's a BEAST when fucking you from behind, I feel like the position is naturally that, but he probs gets carried away

✧ he's maybe a little rough on your hips and ass cheeks, squeezes you and leaves a ton of marks and scratches

✧ fucks you into the mattress for sure!! even if you collapse against the bed, he'd grip your waist, pulling your ass back up so he can plough into you

✧ sometimes he forgets how BIG he actually is (not just his dick) probs crushes you a lil, but he’s angelic and it's cute, so it's okay <3

✧ he reaches around to circle your clit with his thumb

✧ kisses your back and shoulder when he leans over you too

✧ you go extra cockdrunk in doggy, and he loves it

✧ fucks you like he hates you

✧ he tells you how good you are for him, how you take him so well

cowgirl

✧ he def likes control so this isn't always one he opts for. but if he's inside of you, he literally doesn't care

✧ but sometimes if he's had a long day, he loves to have you straddle his hips and look up at you when you rock over his cock

✧ if he's led down, he grips your upper thighs, waist, hips, the lot- just anything he can reach. he guides you over him if you're being too slow, or if you're teasing him too much. he prefers up and down, rather you circling your hips/ side to side

✧ but if he's sat on a chair and you're on top, he loves to bury his face in your tits. his arms would be wrapped around you, fingers spread wide, gripping your back and practically holding you to his face

✧ plays with your nipples too (tongue or thumb and index)

✧ and bc he's just so fucking big and tall, you'd probs be in each other's eye line when you're straddling his lap (maybe?? depending on proportions)

✧ but slow and kinda sensual, he def swallows your moans and whimpers

✧ he tells you how good you look (in case you're insecure about the angle) and tells you that you have pretty tits

spooning

✧ feel like this is a slow, easy morning classic for him

✧ and SO touchy, omg ????????

✧ plays with your tits from behind and teases your clit too

✧ kisses the back of your neck, shoulder area

✧ skims his fangs over your skin too

✧ dirty talk… behind your ear… quiet and gravelly… raspy and strangled (good lord)

✧ you’re tighter in position so he goes extra slow as he knows he won’t last

✧ he tells you how good you feel

against the wall

✧ he's a hunk so he carries you like it's nothing

✧ holds you up against the wall from under your ass (his huge hands spread over your cheeks) pinning you to it as he fucks up into you

✧ he loves it when you grip his meaty shoulders for support

✧ ESPECIALLY when your face drops into the nape of his neck and you kinda go all limp

✧ when you whine and cry out against him… it drives him crazy !!

✧ he tells you how good you're making him feel

extras, bc ily and I just can’t stop myself 😌

✧ ladies first!! he's a firm believer that you should cum at least once before he gets inside you, let alone cum. but that's different depending on the session, ie, you sucking him off or you being the dom

✧ praises you, sometimes degrades you, but it’s sprinkled in praise (“pretty dirty girl” or something)

✧ doesn’t mean to hurt you, but he always kisses and caresses the parts he hurt

✧ he's big on eye contact

✧ very touchy and grabby

✧ he can’t relax if you can’t, he needs you to be into it, ready and in the mood, if not, he can’t fuck you (it feels wrong) so he always preps you to assure that

✧ king of “oh, yeah?” and “hm?”

✧ calls you a bunch of sweet terms of endearment

✧ rambles spanish curses when he cums

✧ loves to cum inside. breeding kink

✧ he’s HUGE so maybe has a size kink

✧ love when you use him for your own need, like thigh riding, loves that shit. he always encourages you, touches and holds you, praises you as well

✧ hip and thigh kinda dude. loves your tummy if you have a bit of squidge

✧ he’s a needy bottom

✧ grunts and groans !! he doesn't whimper (unless he's overstimulated, then he makes these strained and strangled noises, and a couple incoherent blabbers)

✧ heavy on communication (he wants to know that you're enjoying yourself too) and for you to tell him he's making you feel good bc that turns him ON

✧ AFTERCARE ???? NEXT LEVEL OMG especially if it was an intense session

✧ he'd be so sweet and gentle with you after (bc he loves you, duh)

✧ would reassure you, saying that he doesn't actually think you're a whore or a slut. it was just something spur of the moment

✧ wash together, then eat and watch a movie or something

✧ treats you like a princess… his princess 😩

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artwork by shuploc**

[eggonthemoon]

Alien Stage Round 6 Character Analysis and Lyrics Breakdown

Okay so obviously spoilers, don't click Keep Reading if you haven't watched Round 6.

God fuck it's so fucking beautiful, where do I start?

I don't even know what is going on with those rapid shots of what I assume is some form of experiment that Till was involved in. I have no clue what the goal was or if it succeeded but somehow (for no real reason other than that one image of Luka standing behind Till ominously) I feel that Luka is involved with it.

Was this an attempt by Heperu's (Luka's guardian) rival to make a human capable of going up against Luka? Till being the youngest and Luka being the oldest also means that Till's guardian could have caught on to what Heperu was planning to do with Luka and then start experimenting on humans shortly after and it would still somewhat line up with the timeline.

But I'm getting into conspiracy territory, back to suffering!!

Allow me, to the tips of your fingers

Allow me, to the ends of your feet

Dissolve me in your gaze

I don't want to let you go

Oh this hurts. Seeing him look so defeated and exhausted, you can tell that even though to the public it's not certain whether Mizi died or not it doesn't matter to him. Because she's still gone away from his world, where he is unable to reach her. He wants to dissolve and die but he also doesn't want to let her go if there is even a sliver of hope that she lives.

Please, leave me scars

Please, hurt me so that

Not a single drop of me remains

Let me drown in you

The footage that plays to these lyrics really show how defeated he is. He refuses to sing, his passion for the art completely dead and buried. And (his guardian I assume) when someone shoves the fact that Mizi is gone in his face he lashes out and punches one of the aliens near him.

Until these falling stars

Are buried in the blur of time

However his heart isn't entirely in it and is quickly apprehended.

He is beyond exhausted and doesn't even protest or put up a fight while (the same alien he punched btw) another alien runs their fingers through his hair.

On your icy lips

Read my soul

Yes, my soul

He hopes that even if Mizi is dead that her spirit watches over him, seeing his soul and by extension, Him, for all that he is. Every thought and breath until he falls asleep is for Mizi.

But didn't we already know this is how he'd be like? Time for something juicier~

Even if your cold words

Carve scars beneath my eyes

May they linger on your tongue

You can break me apart

God this is heart shattering. Even if Till doesn't care for him, even if Till throws hurtful words his way, Ivan will still lie awake at night, cherishing what sliver of attention he is given. It doesn't matter if Till hates him, because as long as he is on Till's mind Ivan is happy. He is entirely in Till's hands, capable of being build up or torn down depending on how much (or how little) he is perceived by him.

Notice my pain

And mend me right now

To quiet my fears

I'll drown in you

He wants so deeply to be seen by Till, noticed. Till who doesn't let anything hold him down and always picks himself back up became a pillar of hope and strength to Ivan. It didn't matter how or in what context he gets to be seen, so he went out of his way to provoke him just to get Till to look at him even for a moment.

This was mentioned a while back on VIVINOS Patreon but the entire incident where Mizi and Till got attacked by that hound monster was orchestrated by him. I feel like there is two possible reasons for this depending on when in the timeline this takes place.

Either he wanted to test Till's resolve in hopes of being proven wrong about his courage (after all your hopes can't be dashed on the rocks, if you never had hopes to begin with) only for his obsession to end up growing even stronger than before.

Or he tried to let Till get roughed up enough that he'd be transferred (solitary confinement? emergency room?) somewhere else away from the others at Anakt, so they could escape together.

But we all know how that turned out.

Either way what Ivan wants isn't freedom, he's long since given up on that. There's no point in his freedom if the person that inspired him to yearn for it isn't by his side. He needs Till there, his very presence to reassure him that no matter what Till won't falter. But he failed to take account of the one thing that weakens Till's resolve.

Mizi.

Mizi is to Till what Till is to Ivan. And so without Mizi in his world Till crumbles. Since Till will only go where Mizi is and Mizi already gave away her heart to someone else, it's impossible for Ivan to be free while keeping Till in his world.

And so he follows him, resigning himself to a life without freedom.

Sick of these nights to come

To be engulfed in silence

But the distance between them is killing him, and each and every day they come closer to their inevitable doom.

It doesn't matter if they believe the lie the aliens told them, that if they die singing they will be blessed. Because what is the point in that? How can going somewhere far away from the people they love be a blessing?

In your gaze where I am seen

Consume me

Yes, me

His desires mirror Till's. He wants his soul to be seen by him, recognized for his undying love for him. He wants Till to see that he can give him all that Till yearns for in Mizi and more.

To this everlasting melody

Face to face we dance

And yet Till still refuses to look Ivan in the eyes.

Things get a little unclear but since they aren't shown singing here and there's no flashback to accompany the lyrics, we can assume that at this moment Till most likely gave up on singing.

With our story

Lost in forever's embrace

I'm not sure if Ivan intended this from the start or if it's a decision he made then and there but one thing is certain. If Till stops singing then that would mean he forfeits, he'll lose. Till has never once given up. Even when he went back for Mizi that night, he never intended to leave her in the first place. But now without her he crumbles.

And Ivan can't let that happen, not like this.

Moral grey area aside, this scene is so deeply moving to me

And I don't say that in a romantic context, absolutely not. This is something much deeper than just love. This is the culmination of everything they've been through, all those moments lead up to this.

Because this isn't a kiss.

This is Ivan throwing his life away for Till.

Till was going to loose, the only thing that could overturn that is if his opponent attacks him. The kiss was to distract Till and keep him from catching up to what Ivan was planning.

Just look at the contrast between their first and second kiss. As soon as the score board shows Till is in the lead, he gives him a gentle peck on the lips. The contrast is stark and full of meaning. This was the genuine kiss, hidden behind a smokescreen of aggressive bravado created from the previous one.

And it worked. Till was completely convinced that Ivan's intentions was to kill him, and he was fully intent on letting him.

I know a lot of people doubted his intentions. Because he didn't let go of Till's neck the minute he saw their scores, a lot of people assume that this was Ivan trying to drag Till down with him.

But the minute he coughed up blood what does he do?

He smiles.

and let's Till go.

He's only human. He might know logically that Till has won the match. But emotionally he refuses to let go until he is certain.

Until he knows for a fact that he is the one bleeding and dying he'll keep up his charade.

And then.

And only then.

Till truly sees Ivan.

As he dissolves in his gaze.

[shyyubin]

Our Little Secret˗ˏˋ꒰ ♣️꒱

<CEO!jaehyun x assistant!fem!yn>

synopsis: yn finally gets a job but her ceo just so happens to be the same guy who made the porn video she was masturbating to a couple days ago!

A/N: let me know if you want me to continue this

office romance // CEO x assistant // sort of slow-burn // smut // degrading // consent asking // secret dating

Yn takes a deep breath in when her number is called. “Number 25?” a lady in her 40s called, viewing the many other people beside yn above her glasses frame. Yn springs up from her seat, startling the others next to her. “25! I’m 25”; the lady seems unimpressed, “Follow me.”

She follows her carefully into the interview room which had 3 chairs for the candidates, and a long table to fit 3 evaluators. Two other candidates were already seated and waiting for yn’s arrival. “Sit down, please.” the lady points to the only empty chair as yn bows lightly and sits down. Standing in this very chair made yn remember just how important this job was.

The man from the middle from the evaluators seems focused on his papers, shifting through them diligently, taking occasional looks at the three potential employees in front of him. Beside him, to yn’s right, was a woman with a really prominent red lipstick, and on yn’s left was another man, dressed in a suit with a red tie. That man took one quick look at the papers and began speaking. “Introduce yourselves.” His voice was firm and steady, it made yn sort of intimidated.

Candidate number 1 began speaking; and then candidate number 2. They each said their impressive stories in less than two sentences. And now it was yn’s turn to surprise everyone.

“Candidate 3?” the man from the middle looks up from his paper, above his small glasses frames. His voice sounded very familiar to yn for some reason. This weird feeling made her forget her words.

“Uhm..Yeah. Sorry. I’m…My name is Yn. I uhm..I graduated from xxx University with a degree in xxx. I think I’m suited for this job because…well because I’m….” her tongue twists and her sentences make no more sense anymore.

The guy in the middle looks at her unimpressed. He seems bored out of his mind—actually, as if he’d seen people like this over and over in this single day. “Listen here, ms. yn. I don’t know what you went through or how tragic your backstory is—I just hope you know I take my job and my employees, along with their talents, very seriously. I don’t play around with cuties like you who have it all good because they’re pretty.” his words keep rambling, the woman from his left has to whisper him something to make him stop. However, his long narration made all the pieces put eachother perfectly in yn’s mind. She couldn’t believe it when she finally noticed why his voice sounded so oddly familiar and above anything, it made her weirdly turned on.

In that moment, her mind goes back to a couple nights before…

“Ah..fuck…” she moans out, sliding her dildo in and out, rubbing her swollen clit like her life depends on it.

“Come baby…Come with me~..fuck..” the voice from her phone rings. She picks it up from the couch and resumes watching the video of the sexiest guy she’d ever seen. A perfect body with an amazing vocabulary and a long and thick dick. His face was blurred out from the video but it didn’t even matter. His body spoke more words than his face anyways.

“Baby? ‘wanna cum with you…” he moans out, his palm hurrying on his hard length. “Come with me, yeah? I wanna feel your juicy cunt gripping my cock nice and well~”

Yn follows his pace with her dildo, letting faint moans escape her mouth. With a couple more thrusts, yn cums first as the guy continued to moan, soon reaching his orgasm as well. Yn listens through the whole video, wanting to see him release as well. Once he does, the video ends and she’s left in her quiet room, only her panting voice resonating in it and wet sounds from her dildo still inside her wet cunt.

Her mind snaps back to reality. The guy who has the closest possible voice match to the man that made her cum a couple days prior, is right in front of her…….interviewing her for a job. “Yn-ssi? Are you even paying attention to what I’m saying?” he asks in a bored tone. Yn gulps trying to get her mind back in place.

“I’m sorry, sir. Uhm…could you please give me another chance..?” the man sighs and sets his papers down, raising his eyebrows ready to hear her out one more time.

After she says her line and other questions are asked, she leaves the room feeling uneasy. Both that her interviewer who seemed to be the boss is actually also a porn star who posts erotic audios and videos for women to get off to—and also that she might’ve absolutely failed her job application.

But after a couple months, she receives an email telling her that she can start her job as the CEO’s assistant as well as congratulating her for obtaining such an important position. She’s left feeling an odd mix of emotions.

Yes, she was glad she got the job—a prestigious one at that—but..did it really have to be that CEO..? Regardless, she did as she was told and went to work the next day.

She’s met with wonderfully kind people who guided her well despite not being their intern. They all encouraged her to keep her head up, saying that their CEO is terribly strict and cold-hearted. Yn didn’t really know how to respond to those, having already heard him dirty talking and feeding into women’s praising kink multiple times before.

She slowly walks up to the CEO’s office door. A sturdy gray door with his name engraved in a plate which was screwed onto it.

“xxx Company CEO — Jeong Jaehyun”

She knocks three times, waiting for a response from the other side. “Come in.” his voice was firm and clear. Yn opens up the door slowly.

He’s sitting across the room, wearing a suit that seemed familiar. Now that she can see him from a closer angle, his arms looks familiar too. In every one of his videos, he wore a ring shaped in a snake which wrapped around his middle finger. It was always on his right hand. And now that she took a closer look, his ring was in the same place with the same design.

Yn clears her throat and adjusts her stance after analysing his outfit. “Well?” he asks making her quiver in nervousness.

“Uhm…My name is Yn. I was selected to be your new assistant! Thank you for selecting me, please be patient with me. I look forward to work with you, sir.” she says, bowing low to him.

“Well, no need to thank me. I chose you because you were suitable enough to be my new assistant. However, I mostly chose you to get a chance to talk something with you.” his voice was deep as he steps closer to her.

Yn stumbles back away from him, feeling her legs get weak from his voice. “What..what do you mean..?” her voice was small and quiet.

“I mean…I feel like you know something and that you’re hiding something from me. I don’t know if your little coworkers told you this but—my assistants never hid anything from me. So spit it out.” his eyes were intimidating and almost impatient.

“It’s not work related so I won’t be saying it. I apologise.” she tries to sneak herself out this situation.

Jaehyun chuckles and looks away unbelievably. “Listen here, miss. Whether it’s personal or work related, you tell me.” his demands reminded yn of his countless aggressive dominant porn videos making her cunt slowly quiver.

She looks away, unsure how to word her situation in the best way possible. As she’s thinking, Jaehyun sighs impatiently. “Have you, by any chance, heard me before? Somewhere else?” he seemed to catch on.

“Well…”

Jaehyun inches closer to her, making yn bump into the wall. “Hmm..” he analyses her expressions and body language. “I think I got it right..” he smirks when he sees her body be sensitive to his every move.

“Listen..It’s really not what it looks like-“ she tries to escape his grasp but he traps her in between his strong hands. Her face looks up at him in an apologetic way. “I..I’m sorry. I really didn’t want this to reach the surface—I was going to keep it a secret to not make it awkward between us…”

“Us..? Who’s us? We? Me and you? Don’t you think you view yourself a little too special?” he mocks as his hand sneakily slides up in between yn’s thighs. Her knees rub eachother as she can feel her core get hotter and wetter.

“Sir..please….let’s not..” she tries to take his hand away but he remains firmly.

“But I want to. And you’re my assistant so you should listen to what I say. Plus…you got off to my voice and videos until now, haven’t you? Wouldn’t it be better to experience this in real life..?” he asks, genuinely waiting for an answer from her, a bit unsure if he should really continue if she’s uncomfortable.

“I’m…I know I did that but..I don’t really feel alright with doing this with you..I’m sorry..” her head falls down in shame.

Jaehyun pulls his hand away and scratches the back of his neck, unsure of what to say. He clears his throat and goes back to his desk. “How does my program look today?” he asks not even looking at yn.

Yn panics, opening her notebook and checking his set program. “You have an appointment with your grandfather in about two hours.”

Jaehyun sighs. “Cancel it.”

“Sorry? Are you sure?!” her eyes grew surprised. She thought there must be something going on between him and his grandfather so she made sure not to push further.

“Yes. Don’t make me say it twice. You may leave.” he turns in his chair to face the large wall behind him made out of glass which stares into the city lit up by street lamps as if they were small fireflies.

Yn bows lightly before walking out the door.

The call with his grandfather did not go well. It made her realise just how much she’ll have to learn about his family and relatives, their names, their triggers, their phone numbers…And his grandfather definitely wasn’t an easy person to deal with. He was grumpy and always spoke in fancy language your ordinary young adult wouldn’t be able to recognise. Above all, he was very persistent. He told her that no matter what his grandson said, he wanted him at his house this evening. So after trying to argue with him for almost an hour, she bit her lip and finally agreed to bring him there—just to make his grandfather shut up.

After another twenty minutes of trying to figure out how to word it to Jaehyun in a way that won’t piss him off, she finally got up and knocked lightly on the door.

“Come in.” he said, clearly not expecting anything.

“Good afternoon, sir..” her knees trembled in nervousness and her words seemed to disappear from her mouth.

“Well? What do you need?” he asks looking at her above his glasses frames.

“Um. Right…Your grandfather…” she couldn’t even continue since Jaehyun already sighed heavily, taking off his glasses and pinching his nose bridge. Still, she continues. “I called him to tell him that you won’t be able to have dinner but…he’s sort of…”

“Annoying? I know. Don’t tell me you gave into his never-ending persistence…”

Yn bites her lip and nods, her eyes shut close as if he might throw something at her. Jaehyun groans in frustration instead.

“When is it?” he asks, sort of accepting his fate.

“In about an hour..” she replies with pity towards him.

Jaehyun rolls his eyes and gets up from his chair, grabbing his coat and wrapping it around his shoulders. “Come on. You’ll be my driver.”

“Sorry? Driver??”

“Yeah. You know how to drive a car, right?” he asks rhetorically, fixing the tightness of his watch on his slender wrist.

“Well…that wasn’t really on the application papers…” she mumbles but it’s still loud enough for Jaehyun’s eyes to widen in shock.

“Then how the fuck do you even imagine us to get there?!” he raises his voice.

“I don’t know?!! I thought you already had a personal driver!!” so does she.

“Don’t raise your voice at me, lady. Remember, I’m the boss in charge here!! You’re just my assistant.” after a long and heavy sigh, “Call an uber. You’re paying for it.”

“Why should I pay? You’re the one who’s rich here!!” she doesn’t let herself slip not even a little.

“Yes, but you’re my assistant. And you should listen to my words as your boss. Now go on, call a fancy uber for me.”

Yn shuts her eyes closed in disbelief before walking out and opening the uber app on her phone in the most annoyed way ever.

After a couple minutes of waiting for the uber, it finally sends a beep to her phone, signalling it’s waiting right in front of their building.

Yn opens the door to his office gently. “…Sir..your uber is here.” she whispers as to not disturb him.

“Alright then. Get ready. You’re coming with me.”

Yn buffers for a second, trying to process all his nonsense is really tiring. “I’m sorry? Why would I come with you?”

“Because I said so!” a sly smirk forms on his face as he walks past her.

Yn smiles at him with the fakest smile she could make. All her plans for tonight were cancelled just like that.

The two hop in the car which didn’t seem as expensive as Jaehyun was hoping. He gives Yn a look to which she just fakely smiles again. “I can’t afford limousines, sir.” she says sarcastically before wrapping the seatbelt around herself and staring out the window.

Once the car stopped, parking diligently, Jaehyun steps out of it along with yn. He straightens his coat and tightens his tie. Yn is carefully pulling out her hair from her scarf and sniffs her nose at the cold weather. She hurries to Jaehyun’s side and clears her throat, ready to face a very old-fashioned old man who is probably very strict and definitely doesn’t know how to joke around.

Jaehyun knocks four times at the big door which was supposed to be his grandfather’s. A lady opened the door for them. She had a thin body dressed in a white buttoned up shirt and a tight skirt which reached about two fingers above her knees. Her hair was tied tightly in a bun and her makeup was light but definitely there. She opened the door, lightly bowing.

“Welcome, Jaehyun-ssi.” she welcomes him with a gently smile. Her eyes turn to yn. “And you must be his new assistant. Welcome..” she bows one more time. Her politeness makes it a bit awkward but to tone it down, she bow as well.

The lady guides the two of them to the grand bedroom where his grandfather was waiting. He was sitting at a large table fancied with meals upon meals with side dishes. He hums when he notices the two of them enter.

Yn bows 90 degrees, greeting him in the most polite way possible. “Good evening, sir. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

His granfather nods in approval with a light smile. “You finally got yourself another woman assistant, huh?” he says, his voice grumbling.

Noticing the possible private conversation erupting, “I’ll leave you two.” she says, turning around for the door. Jaehyun grabs her hand, his face looks at her pleadingly, as if saying “please, for the love of god, stay with me.”

Her eyes widen in shock, mouthing out “why the fuck would I stay with you and your grandfather?!”

Jaehyun’s eyes grow more, his mouth turning into a pout. Yn never thought she’d see him this way.

“Why are you leaving? Stay here, let Jaehyun-ah introduce you to me.” his grandfather says, gesturing with his hand for yn to sit down at the table. So she gives in, she sits down and takes a deep breath.

There really wasn’t a way to make some time for herself tonight.

“Dig in! This food is for everyone here.” mr. Jeong insists as he sees yn be a little awkward.

She steals a glance to Jaehyun who is also visibly uncomfortable but it seemed as if he already knew what was expecting him.

“Jaehyun-ah, introduce her to me.”

Jaehyun sighs, “She’s my newest assistant. Her name is Yn and she’s brand new on the job. This is her very first day.”

“And…How is she?”

“She’s..fine. I haven’t gotten to see her true potential.”

Yn scoffs.

“Listen here, Yn-ssi. I’m pretty sure Jaehyun-ah never told you about his past experiences with his assistants..!”

Jaehyun groans in displeasure. “Don’t start rambling about that again…”

“They were all really bad at their jobs. One even tried to date Jaehyun-ah! Another one stole one of his most valuable watches!!” mr. Jeong seemed the most captivated in this story, although it felt as if he’s told this story multiple times. His enthusiasm makes yn catch onto it and be just as interested.

“Is that so..?” yn says in disbelief.

“And then he had one single female assistant once…”

Jaehyun smacks his fork on the table. “Pa, don’t.”

Yn glances at Jaehyun who seemed visibly annoyed and disturbed. Mr. Jeong sighs and sits back in his chair, giving up.

After eating in silence for a while, all of them finish their food and they say their goodbyes. Jaehyun unlocks one of his grandfather’s cars, opening the door for yn.

“So you knew how to drive this whole time?” she asks, getting in.

“Of course I did.”

The car starts and she stares out the window unsure whether to ask about what just happened or not.

“…You had another female assistant before me..?” she decides to take a leap of faith.

Jaehyun sighs, driving carefully. “I did.”

“Will you tell me about it?”

“Do you think we’re some friends?” his voice sounds pissed.

“Ah, sorry..” she looks out the window.

Jaehyun suddenly gets an idea. “How about we make a deal? I tell you about my last female assistant and you tell me more about your secret.”

“What secret?”

“The one I was trying to disclose~…You know..The non-work related thing..you should get into more detail…” his mouth curls into a smirk.

“Ah..” yn nods, unsure what to say.

“So? Deal?”

“I don’t know…”

“Hm, well, suit yourself.” he says, knowing well yn’s curiosity couldn’t last for more.

She grunts, giving in. “whatever..You go first.”

“Well…my last assistant….I really liked her. We started dating even though we knew our work could stop us from doing that. After a year or two of trying to make it work…she…uh, she cheated on me.”

Yn gasps, covering her mouth with her hand. “I’m..so sorry.”

“It’s fine. It’s in the past.”

“You still seem bothered by it.”

“That’s none of your business.” he says firmly. “Now it’s your turn.”

“Well…I sort of….always used your account..”

“is that so? In what way?” his face turned into a smirk.

“Oh, you know exactly in what way!” yn says, blushing.

“Fuck…” Jaehyun says under his breath. His car parks on the side of the road, in a more empty place. Yn notices his breathing getting heavier. “What were you doing to my videos, yn-ssi?”

“i…uhm…well…you know..”

“Tell me in detail.” he turns to yn, his eyes were growing with desire.

Yn was cornered. On one side, she wanted him so bad, ever since she started watching his videos, his dirty talk and his body was all she could ever dream of. But then again, this was her boss and she struggled so hard to get this job…

“Are you sure you want to do this, sir?” she asks first to be sure.

“I don’t know but right now…I don’t know for how long I can hold myself back..” he closes his eyes and tries to get the car started again.

“Are you sure you can drive like that..?” she says emphasising to his growing bulge.

“Shut up.” he snaps, continuing to drive forward.

Yn turns the other way, staring at the window, hoping her wet core would go away.

They both knew they wanted each other, there was just a slight something stopping them.

So when Jaehyun goes over a slight bump, it gets the both of you whimpering. “I..I’m sorry..” he says under his breath.

Yn nods to his apology, trying to keep her mind at bay at everything she wanted him to do to her.

Jaehyun slows down the car at the door to her house and stares down. “I’ll get…I’ll get going.” she says, pulling her purse close to her stomach and pressing the handle to open the door. His head raises suddenly.

“Let me escort you.”

Her head cocks slightly to the side. “Sorry?”

Before getting the chance to explain, he gets out of the car and opens the door for her. She walks by him to her door before thrning and awkwardly smiling at him.

“I’ll get going..!” she says one more time.

Jaehyuns eyes are fixated on her lips. With an inhale he leans in, sliding his hand behind her neck and pressing his lips close to hers. Although she knew this was wrong and could cost her her job, she didn’t stop him.

He deepens the kiss, lightly moaning into it. His other hand sneaks to the handle, pushing it down and slipping inside the warmth of her house. Not letting go of their hot kiss, they undress eachother of their coats. Jaehyun pulls away and stares at yn with a lovely smile before picking her up bridal style. “Where’s your bedroom, lovely?”

Yn points to a door a couple steps away and he walks directly there. “This is where you fucked yourself while listening to me moan?” he grunts, throwing her gently on the fluffy mattress, pressing his knees next to each side of her hips while he takes his shirt off, unbuttoning with tease.

“Tell me, baby. How did you play with yourself while watching me?” he moans, squeezing his aching length through his pants.

She looks away embarrassed while she slid her hand in her pants. He could see her hand moving around through the fabric. He grunts, looking at her with a lip bite and a smirk. “Look at me.” but she doesn’t. “I said look at me.” he repeats, grabbing her chin.

Her face was already showing pleasure and lust after only touching herself for such a short while. “So fucking horny for me…Already so wet~..” he grunts under his breath while his middle finger rubs in between her slit through her pants. She lets out light whimpers as her cunt tightens with every stroke. “Fuck..” he gasps, already feeling herself reaching close to her orgasm.

“Don’t tell me— Are you seriously going to cum from just this? Pathetic bitch.” his hand retreats and goes to his pants to unzip them.

Her mind was too blank to process his degrading but being called a “bitch” was a real turn-on. Yn licks her lips as he sees him pull out the dick she’s seen several times on pornhub but somehow looks 10x better in real life. “Fuck..I bet you’re fucking starving for my dick. You dreamed of it every time you saw it on my fucking porn page, right? Fucking beg for it, slut.”

“Mmh…Shit. Oh fuck, mr. Jaehyun…you have no idea how much I wanted to taste your delicious dick…please…pretty please~…” her eyes look up at him pleasingly as her mouth is an inch away from his pink tip.

Jaehyun curses beneath his breath before grabbing a fist-full of her hair and thrusting violently in her mouth. Tears form in her eyes as she gags at the sudden move. She can feel herself choking but he keeps going, taking him well, appreciating his every inch at how sweet it was—just like how she imagined it.

“Take it, bitch. Fucking take it..oh fuck…. fucking shit—“ she can feel his cock start to throb in her mouth as she prepares herself to take his delicious cream wholly.

“Such a whore. What a fucking slut I have here…A slut can’t live without her slutty cum, right? Take it, whore. Ah shit—take my cum~..”

there it was. his whimpers.

The ones she’d hear on his porn videos. Her pussy clenches and she moans on his cock as she receives his cum beautifully, tasting exactly as she anticipated.

He pulls his length out, pointing with his finger to her pants. Without a second of hesitation, she has them off. Her submissiveness makes him chuckle.

He awes at her messy cunt, throbbing and pulsating as if it just came. The tip of his cock collects all of her fluids, before sticking it in her entrance.

“Yn-ah.”

The use of her name wakes her up to reality.

“Tell me if you really want this.” he says firmly. “If…if you want, let’s stop here.”

Their eyes intertwined as she’s trying to process his words. “I..I want this.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, baby. Thank you. I promise I won’t make you regret it.” he kisses bellow her ear as he carefully slides his length in her slippery cunt. He lets out a long grunt which makes yn’s pussy clench around his length.

“Ah, shit. Fuck…Loosen up, baby…I can’t..shit…I can’t fuck you like this…Haha…I’ll just cum in you right away..” his grunts echo through her ears. Her breath gets heavier and she doesn’t seem to loosen up.

“Baby…baby baby. You’ll rip my cock off like this..ahng~” he moans. Although it hurt him a bit, he also fucking loved having his dick squeezed.

“Jaehyun..sir…ffuck…I’m so sorry~..” she cries out, unable to control her emotions around his handsome figure and voice. “Your voice…it’s such a turn-on~..” it hit him then that she was obviously most attracted to his voice since that’s why she continued to watch his videos.

He pets her hair whispering kind praises in her ear to help her ease up. His switch up from being overly aggressive to super sweet was confusing yn’s little cock-dumb brain but his kind words did help her breath calm down as well as give Jaehyun the opportunity to move inside her.

He takes the opportunity and starts to slowly thrust in and out, grunting in her ear with every thrust and blabbering about her amazing pussy. “So perfect. So wet. Oh fuck…I love you…” his thrust remain at the same rhythm, the only thing changing is the aggressiveness he slams into her cunt, thrusting his hips hard on hers and always hitting that sweet spot, sending yn into a moaning mess.

His hands pull on her hair as his thrusting picks up pace, making yn’s moans raise an octave. “Jae…Jaehyun…wait~…” her legs were giving out as his cock slid in and out her already worn out hole in a menacing pace.

“I want you so bad, baby…how could I slow down…” his husky voice sent yn in a moaning mess.

“S-stop…I’ll fucking squirt…oh fuck…” her moans get more desperate as he arms and legs wrap around his fit figure.

“Say my name, darling…let’s—ah, shit—let’s cum together~…” he almost begs with a needy tone. It doesn’t take her a moment of hesitation to get her moaning out his name as if he’s the only man on this earth that can get her feeling like this.

“Jaehyun~! Jae..!!” just then, he pulls his length out, letting her squirt all over his aching cock. He hovers over her stomach, releasing his sperm on it along with a long and pleased moan, almost making yn cum again.

They’re both left panting and catching their breaths and minds. Jaehyun collapses on yn’s body—her arms just wrap around his figure, lovingly. “What will happen to us after this..?” she asks, rubbing her thumbs on his spine.

His head turns to face her. “Let’s keep this out little secret for now, yeah?” his eyes were worn out but he still formed a light smile.

Yn scanned his expression before giving him another loving smile. “Alright. Our little secret..”

[upat4amwiththemoon]

Family of two

Summary: …may become a family of three.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x daughter!reader, WandaNat

Warnings: none

Word count: 1230

a/n: might become a series/its own au, might not, it depends so I haven’t decided yet. Let me know what you think!

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore @sayah13 @wandsmxmff @emsmultiverse @natashamaximoff69

masterlists | guidelines

Wanda hums to herself as she cooks Sokovian food. She is wearing a flowy dress, a neat one but not too fancy. There’s a smile on her face. Her two favourite people are meeting each other today.

“Y/N!” Wanda calls out, mixing the sauce in the pan. “She’ll be here in an hour, hun.”

Y/N, who is pacing around her room, frowns at the muffled words coming through the closed door of her bedroom. The dress she is wearing per Wanda’s request flows in the air as she turns around. It’s a sundress, baby pink with small forget-me-nots printed on it.

She isn’t excited for this dinner. In her thirteen-year-old mind, their family is already complete enough for the two of them. Of course she wants her mother to be happy, but they’ve been this way since she was born, and change is difficult.

Not answering, she huffs and sits down on her bed. The smell of the food is making her mood slightly better, it’s comforting to smell the Sokovian food that she grew up eating, as it’s usually reserved for special occasions nowadays.

For the remaining hour, Y/N stays in her room playing video games while she waits for the inevitable.

A knock comes from the front door of the house at six o’clock on the dot. Wanda sets down the food on the dining table, washing her hands quickly before going to open the door.

Outside the door stands Natasha Romanoff with the widest smile on her face. “Hi, babe.” She kisses her before being led inside. “I brought some gifts for Y/N, or bribes,” she shrugs, “whichever word fits better.”

Wanda giggles, “she’ll like you, don’t worry.” She takes out three plates from a cabinet, setting two of them on one side and the third one to the opposite side. “Y/N! Natasha is here.”

Letting out a breath, Y/N stands up and makes her way out of her room. She has a straight face as she stops in front of her mom and Natasha. “Hi.” Her voice is quiet and her gaze keeps moving.

“Hey.” Natasha keeps looking at Y/N, almost unnaturally much. “Here,” she hands her a bag, “gifts for you.”

“Oh.” Y/N takes it and looks inside. There’s a soft looking teddy bear, some chocolates, and a book she has wanted for a while. She’s bribing me, is her first thought, though she doesn’t say it out loud in front of Wanda.

Her mother is looking at her with her brows raised.

“Thanks.” She murmurs, setting the bag down on the couch before sitting down on her seat around the dinner table.

Wanda gives Natasha an apologetic look before the two women do the same. The atmosphere is treading towards uncomfortable as they all put food on their plates.

Clearing her throat, Natasha glances at Y/N. “So, your mom told me that you like theatre.” Her statement makes Y/N glance at Wanda before she nods. “Are you..in a theatre group? Or do you just prefer watching them?”

“I’m not in a group.”

“Y/N has a hard time meeting new people.” Wanda pipes in once she realizes Y/N is going to be giving short answers today.

“Mom!”

“It’s okay,” Natasha says quickly, not wanting the girl to feel embarrassed, “I do too. It’s stressful to meet new people.”

Y/N huffs, her gaze locked on her full plate as she moves the food around with her fork. “How long have you two been together?” She decides to change the subject. She doesn’t want the conversation to be about her.

“Nine months, honey.”

She nods, looking at her mom. “So, is it serious then?”

“Y/N.” Wanda gives her a warning look. “Yes, we are in a serious relationship. And I really love her.”

Her gaze move from Wanda to Natasha, her eyes squinted the slightest. “I really love your mom too.” Natasha says quickly, feeling just a bit threatened.

Y/N hums, going back to playing with her food. She doesn’t know what to think of the situation. Slowly, the table goes back to tense silence. Wanda taps her fingers against the table, her eyes hopping from her daughter to her girlfriend and back.

Biting her lip, she quickly blurts out, “Natasha owns a motorcycle.”

Natasha furrows her brows as she looks at Wanda, who is giving her a look to start talking. “Uhm, yeah? I have a motorcycle.” She mumbles, unsure about where Wanda was going with this.

Squinting her eyes, Y/N lifts her head to look at Wanda. “You think that motorcycles are death machines.”

“Yes..but you think they’re cool.”

“You do?” Natasha smiles when Y/N nods. “That’s great. Maybe you can test ride it someday?”

Her eyes widen in subtle excitement, though Wanda squashes it down right away. “Absolutely not!” She sends a warning look to both Y/N and Natasha.

“When she’s older, I mean.” Natasha corrects herself quickly.

Y/N rolls her eyes, but she has a small smile on her face as she finally starts to eat the food in front of her. For the rest of the dinner, Wanda and Natasha keep most of the conversation going.

“What did you think about Natasha?” Wanda picks out a book from Y/N’s bookshelf before sitting next to her on the bed.

Y/N shrugs, laying her head on Wanda’s lap. “She’s okay, I guess.” There’s a small pause while Wanda looks for the page they last left on. They both enjoy those routine, Wanda reading for Y/N before she goes to bed, even though she thinks of herself a bit too old to have bedtime stories read to her. “I didn’t like it when you said it’s difficult for me to meet new people. It made me uncomfortable.” She mumbles.

Wanda sighs, setting the book down momentarily. “I know, baby, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I was just nervous and it slipped out.”

“You don’t like..talk about my personal stuff with her, do you?”

“No, of course not.” Her hand goes to Y/N’s hair, combing through it softly. “I would never tell anything personal about you without your permission, okay? It was an honest mistake.”

“Okay. I trust you.”

Wanda’s eyes are locked on Y/N’s profile, she can see the slight apprehension on her face. “Are you scared?” She whispers, her fingers moving to Y/N’s cheek, moving around with feather light touches.

“Scared of what?”

“Things changing.”

“Yeah.” Y/N swallows. She fiddles with her hands under the cover. “I’m scared you’ll love me less.”

“I could never love you less, baby.” Her hand moves Y/N’s head to a position where they can hold eye contact. “You love your friends right?And you tell them you love them.” Y/N nods.” “Does that make you love me less?”

“No.”

“Does saying I love you more make you mean those words less.”

“No.”

Wanda smiles softly, “exactly.” Her fingertips move from Y/N’s cheek to her forehead, and down her nose. “You’re still my number one priority, and always will be.”

Smiling back, Y/N nods softly, moving around so she is in the most comfortable position. “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.” Wanda picks the book back up, and starts reading the next chapter.

[princessbrunette]

he didn’t expect an attitude at first. not from deer!reader, it would be too out of character.

he awakens to the sound of a voice that isn’t yours, seemingly playing from your phone. it wasn’t rare that you’d wake up before him and entertain yourself until he’s awake, whether that be reading or listening to one of your bizarre podcasts. today, you had clearly chosen the latter and as he comes into consciousness he’s met with the droning voice that relays the information.

‘so what psychological effects does cannibalism have on a human being? well that all depends on whether or not the participant was willingly—’

pope frowns, tuning out of the morbid details and yawns, body tensing up with a long stretch as he wakes himself up. with a gentle smile on his face, happy to have slept by your side for the first time all week — his eyes flutter open, seeing you sat up facing away from him in the bed, concentrated on the information being relayed to you.

usually, as soon as you hear him stir you’re all over him, softly rousing him from his slumber with kisses all over his cheeks, your eyelashes tickling him and getting him to chuckle. whilst you not bothering with this could have been a first sign pointing to your mood, pope was too disorientated with sleep to think anything of it, and simply reached out to touch the soft skin of your back.

“hey, good morning.” he coo’s, voice still raspy from sleep.

“mm.” you hum in response, and he puts it down to you being super concentrated on your podcast. infact, at the time he found it adorable.

once he’s up and ready, it’s then he notices that you’re even quieter than usual. when you speak, your answers are short and dare he say even snappy. he gives it time, trusting you to tell him what was wrong when you were ready. lack of communication hadn’t really been a problem in your relationship, considering you were typically well behaved 100% of the time — so still, your boyfriend wasn’t worried.

after a chillingly quiet breakfast, the boy starts to gather his things, and suddenly — you’re a lot more talkative.

“where are you going now?” you hover, watching him dig through his pockets to find his keys.

“jj texted me and his boat won’t start. apparently i’m the only person with common sense who knows how to fix it.” he rolls his eyes before locating the jangly set of keys. “bingo.” he praises himself quietly. you continue staring, a clear expression of disappointment and bewilderment worn on your face. he does a double take as the two of you stand on the pier, slowing his movements. “oh, i’ll be back though. real quick.” he promises, which doesn’t make it any better — especially when he’d said that earlier in the week and then disappeared the entire day. you let pettiness get the better of you.

“oh, i’m sure you will.” you scoff, staring down at the brown sandals on your feet. there’s a silence as he freezes, and you don’t look at him. sarcasm. now that really wasn’t like you.

“is…there something going on here?” he questions cautiously, slowly approaching you where you stand.

“i don’t know pope, is there? is there a reason you just don’t wanna hang out with me lately? am i that much of a bore?” you snap, and his eyes widen. you weren’t even good at having an attitude with him, eyes filling with tears. you know it’s been out of his control, the group needed him and he couldn’t let them down — but that didn’t stop you from feeling second bested.

“okay. where has this come from?” he furrows his brows and you hang your head in shame. he steps closer, placing two hands on your cheeks to get you to look at him. the mixture of his close proximity and the physical affection instantly calms you a little, and you realise that perhaps that’s all you’d been craving.

“i don’t know.” is all you manage and he shakes his head.

“i know i’ve been gone, okay. but… you know how the pogues are. i couldn’t leave them hanging. i’m yours for the rest of the week, i literally swear.” he convinces and you sigh out your nose, nodding.

“i’m sorry.” you admit quietly and he strokes your cheeks thoughtfully.

“is that why you had a little attitude today? you know you can just talk to me. i wouldn’t dismiss you.” he’s being so kind, and you just feel dreadful for being such a nightmare. craving his touch, you place your hands over his.

“can i just… have a hug please? i think i need one.” you communicate shakily and he breathes out a quiet laugh of relief, his brows still knitted.

“of course you can. you really don’t have to ask.” he pulls you in, strong arms squeezing you tight the way you needed, the compression helping you regulate your mismatched emotions the way he knew helped you. “and you can come with me to see jj. don’t just assume i’d neglect you.” he smiles, stepping back before holding out his hand. “coming?”

you take it, and he doesn’t bring it up again.

[rylie-m]

redemption

Summary: In which Y/N Thomas is left to raise her and Rafe Cameron’s baby after he refuses to take responsibility for it. He shows up after two years, ready to redeem himself, but is it too late?

Chapter 2:

After dropping Crew off at daycare, you start to walk towards the cafe that you agreed to meet Rafe at. You had fully thought you’d gotten rid of Rafe for good after his visit in the hospital when Crew was born, but he looked mature now and you were sure he thought that he was much more mature now than ever.

 Of course, Crew knows exactly who Rafe is, he’s seen pictures of him and he knows that he has a dad. He knows his Aunt Sarah, Uncle John B, and Aunt Wheezie very well. You figured that Ward and Rose knew who Crew was, and you had told Sarah to tell them about Crew if they asked, but she said that they had yet to ask. That’s why you were so unsure to bring Crew to meet Rafe this time around, depending on what Rafe had to say, you were willing to let them meet. You knew Crew, you knew his personality, and he would either love, or be terrified of Rafe the first time meeting him. 

With you being a single mom from the beginning, Crew was rarely around older men. Your father and John B were probably the only older men he interacted with, and they had both been around since the beginning. Crew knew a few of your friends' boyfriends, but you didn’t really bring Crew around men very often, there just weren’t many opportunities to. 

As you turned the corner, you saw heard Rafe’s big GMC truck pull into the parking lot, and decided that you’d wait for him so that you could walk in together. After a minute or so, Rafe sees you and starts walking to you. He looks really good. You internally groan at yourself because that was the first thing you thought of. 

He smiles at you and puts his hands in his pockets, “Hey, thank you for meeting me.” He says, feigning confidence. You smile tightly, “Hey, Rafe.” He goes to open the door and holds it open for you, walking in after you. After you both order- with Rafe paying for both of you- you find a table and sit in awkward silence across from each other. 

He takes a shaky breath before starting, “Listen, I wanted to apologize for everything-” You cut him off before he can go any further, “Don’t. I don’t need an apology. You sent money- even after I sent it back. You did what you said you were going to do, there’s no reason to apologize for it.” You say, matter of factly. He visibly deflates and exhales a long breath. “There’s no excuse for what I did though-” You cut him off again, shaking your head, “Rafe, you were 20, that’s an excuse in itself. I didn’t expect you to stay.” He furrows his brows and looks away, then in a quiet voice asks, “What’s he like?” You smile to yourself and start to talk about Crew. It’s obvious to Rafe that he is your whole world. 

After a while of catching up, talking about Crew, and making plans for dinner with him while Rafe is still in town, Rafe has to leave to go to a conference. Rafe stands awkwardly, and holds his arms out shyly. You smile lightly and give him a short hug. He still smells just like he did back then, clean, expensive, coastal. 

3 days later, you’re making dinner while Crew plays with his blocks on the kitchen floor when the doorbell rings. You take a deep breath, preparing for Crew to meet his father for the second time, and the first time that really counts. You smile at Crew and fix his hair, “Do you wanna help momma answer the door?” He nods quickly and jumps up from the floor. 

You look out the window that Crew’s face isn’t smushed against to see Rafe pacing, holding flowers and a suspiciously big box. He turns around and sees Crew’s face squished against the glass, and they make eye contact. You open the door, and Rafe pulls away from his son's curious blue eyes. 

“Hi.” He whispers.

“Hey, come in.” You say, pulling away from the door to let him in.

Crew is now hidden behind your legs, eyeing Rafe curiously. With his little brows furrowed and the slight pout on his face, he looks just like you, Rafe thinks. 

“Crew, honey, this is Rafe Cameron.” You say, picking him up. “He’s gonna be eating dinner with us.” He talks softly, leaning in slightly to talk to Crew, “Hey buddy,” He smiles, trying to soften himself, though it clearly doesn’t work because Crew’s brows scoop deeper towards the center of his face and he immediately ducks his face into your neck. Suddenly, the flowers in Rafes hands feel like they’re going to explode and the box of trains that he got Crew feel more equal to a 600 pound weight. 

You smile, reassuringly at Rafe, who is very clearly trying to connect, “He gets like this, especially around guys. Just give him some time and he’ll come around.” He nods and you show him into the living room, “Sorry he likes to spread his toys out everywhere,” Then you remember the box in his hand, “What is that?” He sets it down, taking it out of the bag, “Trains.” He says, trying not to sound nervous. Crew perks up slightly at that and looks at the bag, examining it. “And flowers, for you.” He states, holding them out, and Crew goes right back to where he was. 

You set Crew down and he immediately finds the fabric of your dress to hold in his hands while you take the flowers, “Thank you. I’m going to go find a vase, and dinner’s almost ready. Do you want a drink or anything?” He sits uncomfortably in the light blue armchair with a knitted yellow blanket with tiny sailboats on the hem, and shakes his head. You nod and lean down to face Crew, “Momma’s gonna be right in the kitchen, okay? Then I’ll be right back.” As Rafe observes you, he remembers vividly that it was the same comforting voice that nursed him back to health in his old room in Chapel Hill, when he woke up with food poisoning while being violently hungover. 

You disappear behind a set of opened double doors, while Crew and Rafe stay frozen in place. Crew looks at Rafe, watching him, while Rafe tries not to make any sudden movements. Rafe moves his hand to the box of trains, slowly and speaks gently, “I heard you liked planes, and trains. I tried to look for a bunch of planes, but couldn’t find them. So, I hope you can settle for trains.” He turns the front of the box towards Crew, showing him the pictures of the collection of plastic toy trains. Crew eyes Rafe, then points to the box, “Trains?” He says, in a tiny voice, his R being replaced with a slight W. Rafes eyes light up and he nods, “Trains.” You walk in, unknowingly ruining Rafe’s only chance that Crew would give him so far, as Crew immediately finds your dress to hold again. You sit on the cream couch and Crew scrambles to sit next to you, on the cushion furthest from Rafe. The whole night goes by just like that. Making awkward conversation about work and family with Rafe over spaghetti and Crew staying as far away from Rafe as humanly possible, even when you tried to encourage him to play with the trains Rafe got him. Unbeknownst to you and Rafe, Crew woke up this morning and now had more of an interest in sailboats. 

After an awkward 2 hours of Rafe trying to interact with Crew, and Crew having none of it. The little boy went down for his nap. That’s the first excuse you give to Rafe, explaining why the little boy wanted nothing to do with his dad. The next excuse is probably more likely, and unfortunately, news you’ll have to break to Rafe. 

“He’s sweet, but he hates me.” Rafe says, disappointed. Still sitting in the chair you left him in before Crew fell asleep. You wonder if it’s with himself or with you for not trying to create more contact from Crew to Rafe. You sit on the chair next to him, “Rafe, I think there’s something you need to know if you plan on sticking around.”

hi everyone, sorry this took soooo long, i've been really busy :( but i hope you like this!

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕊𝕙𝕪 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ hi there, blade, jing yuan, welt and dan heng with a teen reader thats like nene kusanagi? :)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hey hey! And omg yes of course! I love the crossover I get from pjsk and hsr honestly ^^ So hopefully you'll like at least a bit what I wrote!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic

✧ Dan Heng honestly liked your shyness, you were like the only person on the Express who didn't chat that much so he found your presence quite relaxing

✧ but if you fine silences uncomfortable, he won't force moments when you two just sit next to each other silently and relax after long day

✧ bur silence is quickly broke by you playing your games and he realizes he was wrong... you're still not this bad but when your cheering gets louder within every day, it really makes him reconsider his thoughts

✧ it certainly takes him some time but believe me, he can get used and learn how to ignore your cheering, so he's back at finding your presence relaxing

✧ he doesn't mind your sharp tongue at all, in fact he's happy you can stand up for yourself- what do you mean it's only towards people you're comfortable with?!

"Eh... they want vanilla cupcake. What? And with sprinkles... Can't you really say it yourself? You were confident enough to insult someone's whole life in there shooting game of yours."

✧ that certainly surprises him but he realizes that when someone insults you irl, he'll have to be the one to step in...

✧ he doesn't mind your passions but be he's not necessarily interested in trying them out either... he just sort of accepts it like a hobby of any other

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@miya-akane @toyaswif3y - come get your quiet but scary trabilazer!

✧ Welt is definitely trying to be supportive and he doesn't mind your shyness a bit, he finds it adorable and it makes him somehow hopeful you won't cause troubles despite being a teen on express

✧ but once you get comfortable and he hears how emotional you can get during your games? He's on...

✧ you know how parents always say "it's because of your phone"? Yeah it's him... but he just applies that to your mood swings and sharp tongue, and nothing irrelevant like stomach pain!

"Watch tour language. I understand they made you mad but you stiill shouldn't say things like that. How about you take a break? Himeko just made tea."

✧ at some point, he probably tried giving you screen time limit but he can't be too strict... so unless you're troublemaker, you'll get past few additional hours

✧ he finds it curious how your personality switches depending on how comfortable you are, but he figures out why it happens pretty quickly

✧ he'll gladly take you with express on any exploration so you can slowly get more courageful, but if you'll prefer to stay in with PomPom and probably Dan Heng too, he's not gonna force you

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@vodka-glrl - come get your father of the express!

✧ Jing Yuan is pretty interested in your personality and passions if being honest

✧ he didn't mind your shyness and when you started being playfully salty? He saw it as a little gift of seeing your real self after hard work of gaining your trust

✧ he doesn't mind speaking for you, he'll even lens you his ear what you want to say and he'll repeat it

"You know I don't mind you hiding behind me. But I'll have to ask you to not pull my hair, please?"

✧ also, he never takes your remarks too personally, he appreciates the friendly critique and knows that you're just being playful teen

✧ he loves listening about your games, movies and so on! In fact, he even asked you if he could watch or play a bit

✧ he's not great at gaming but with you carrying him, you still rarely loose and both of you have fun because somehow, Jing Yuan finds weirdest buts and easter eggs while wandering around

✧ he knows someone in Xianzhou who may share your passion for games... so he uses that to get you some new friends and hopefully to open up to more people

✧ that's really the only thing he might push you forward to, if you have trouble making friends, he has no problem with helping you find the right people

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@miya-akane - come get your soft general~

✧ at first you were nothing like Silver Wolf to Blade, but after he saw how competitive and honest you can be... he finds so many similiar traits between you two

✧ you mean games made you so salty? What's going on with kids these days...

✧ but in the end, he couldn't care less as long as you worn annoy him

✧ and luckily for him, you're still rather shy so his intense gaze seems enough to make you go away and he'll use that fact

✧ but when you start getting more comfortable around him and Stallaron Hunters... he realizes it's not so easy anymore...

✧ you're not necessarily bothering him but he can hear your insults and remarks on his persona when you talk with Silver

✧ instead of 1 game fanatic who screams, yells and cheers after every victory or death, now he has to deal with 2... great.

"Keep it down you two. Don't forget where you are and what's our mission. Just because we're having a break doesn't mean you should give away our hideout. Because I can promise, I won't save you when enemies come."

✧ he really feels more on neutral end to you tho... you may talk behind his back and cheer and so... but you never tried forcing him into games he didn't like

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@vodka-glrl - come get your cold man!

[sokkigarden]

hi! would you ever do, like, a NSFW alphabet prompt for jamie?

this took me so long but it was basically like 26 prompts all at once LOL but anon whoever you are… ily. this was actually so fun to do🥴 i used a prompt i remember seeing a while ago— i liked it better than the more common list! xx

nsfw alphabet — jamie tartt

A = aroused (how he acts when he’s in the mood)

jamie is not a subtle guy but likes to think he is. to everyone else in the room he’s just being really touchy and affectionate with you, but as he wraps his arms around your waist from behind, you KNOW it’s more than meets the eye. the bulge in his pants says otherwise. he’d try to play it off and be casual but he keeps saying slightly suggestive things while you try to have conversations with others. when you’re finally alone, he might get a little whiny or do little things to get your attention. slowly unbuttoning his shirt. fiddling with the necklace you’re wearing. run his fingers along the inside of your thigh. yeah

B = body (favorite body part of their partner)

your thighs. he loves how soft they are and he can’t stop touching them. he loves going down on you and will press feathery kisses along them before he gets to the main event. he also loves when you guys cuddle or you sit in his lap. despite him being a footballer with model girlfriends stereotype, i think he would be interested in anyone, and finds the little quirks that maybe you’re insecure about to be his favorite things. anything that makes you you he adores.

C = climax (what he’s like when he orgasms)

he’s loud. when you first initiate sex he’s kinda quiet but as soon as he’s close, he’s vocal. some dirty talk, some grunts and groans. sex is a transaction for him, he’s focused on both of you receiving pleasure but once he’s about to cum he spaces out a little bit and enjoys the moment.

D = dominance (is he dominant, submissive or a switch)

switch for REAL. this man could absolutely dominate and bring his prick side into bed or he could be the most babygirl of them all. it depends on his energy levels and the mood at the time. overall, he’d be a bit of a teaser and playful (a brat perhaps?) but he also knows when to get serious and focus.

E = experience (how experienced is he in the bedroom)

he’s a footballer, he DEF knows what he’s doing lol. he’s got a few things that he KNOWS he’s good at, so his confidence is through the roof. especially with new people he might stick to what he knows, but that being said, he’s definitely the type of person who would be willing to try anything at least once, especially with a more committed partner that he trusts.

F = fortitude (does he have a lot of stamina and energy)

homeboy isn’t working out JUST to be the best on the field. his stamina is insane and he has the energy for multiple rounds if desired. but instead of focusing on going a few times, he focuses on making each round last a long time. lots of foreplay and oral sex before any penetration actually occurs. he also might surprise you by being kinda flexible

G = gratification (what really gets him off)

getting his partner off is what really get him off. he craves validation so knowing that you are receiving pleasure is going to get him going and now he’s extra turned on. it’s a transaction to him, he believes if you are going to get him off he should put in the work to get you off as well.

H = habitat (preferred place to get busy)

he’s down for the classic bedroom environment but i also see him as being someone who wants to check off every room in the house. kitchen counter, living room couch, the shower, just inside the front door. he wouldn’t mention this little goal of his but he’s secretly keeping tabs. he’s playful and confident enough to be down for semi-public sex, and if y’all get caught, he’ll play it off and joke about it to relieve any embarrassment.

I = intimacy (how emotional is he when it comes to sex)

jamie’s definitely had his fair share of one night stands and flings but once there’s a more emotional connection, the sex gets so much better. especially after his 3 season character arc, he wants to have that connection and explore things sexually with someone who he’s got an emotional attachment to. knowing he’ll wake up next to you in the morning (and maybe fuck you again) makes the night so much more gratifying.

J = joke (how much does he play around)

this man is the cockiest prick ever when he wants to be. it’s all in good fun but he loves teasing you, especially when you get a lil horny and needy for him. “you want me bad, huh?” he might make you beg for it, flexing his arms and slowly removing some layers of clothing, letting you watch but not touch. he relishes in the attention

K = kink (toys or kinks)

this guy didn’t pull roy on a bike by a LEASH for nothing. or pant like a dog for keeley. ARE WE JOKING. while he’d be down for vanilla sex and never say no to some chill missionary, he would eat up trying new freaky shit. he probably has a pair of fluffy handcuffs in his sock drawer and when you ask about using them, he offers up his wrists instead of yours.

L = lust (how often does he want it)

homeboy is BUSY with training but still makes time to have sex with you. with how active he is, his sex drive is pretty high. after matches, he’s still pent up with adrenaline which leads to a fun night once you get home. he’ll take you against the front door as soon as you arrive or even in the car before you ride home. he might be late to training tomorrow morning but it’s worth it.

M = masturbation (mutual and solo)

if you aren’t there, he’s having a wank before bed for sure. if either of you walk in on the other masturbating, you might join in and talk each other through it. despite not touching each other it’s still an intimate experience. he likes knowing you got off from just him talking you through it without even touching you.

N = never (what he will not do)

i cannot see him being into being called “daddy” um😭 while he might enjoy the dynamic of being more dominant, the word just takes him out of the moment lmao

O = oral (giving and receiving)

why is oral with jamie tartt sound so mouthwatering… he would be the type of LOVE going down on you. he loves pinning you down and knowing he can make you fall apart with just his mouth. and he’d love a blowjob in return. he would absolutely melt watching you and giving you praise and encouragement. he might try to be gentle at first but as soon as he’s close he’s fucking into your mouth with abandon. 69 is also on the table, especially when you both have enough time to really make it last.

P = position (favorite position)

can’t stop thinking of straddling his thighs while you fuck on the couch… i don’t think he necessarily has a favorite position but he likes facing you and watching your reactions to what he’s doing.

Q = quickie (what is a quickie like with him)

a quickie in the boot room you mean? LOL while he likes to take his time and really stretch out the amount of pleasure you both get, sometimes he gets home late and just wants a quick fuck before he has to sleep so he can get up early for training. it might include some fingering, making out, and making sure you’re wet enough to take him, but then it’s fast and a lil rough. he’ll clean you up before passing out.

R = roleplay (favorite routines and tropes)

Jamie would def fully commit to the bit. It would start out maybe as a joke or just a little teasing but when all is said and done, he would look back and be like ok that was kinda hot. Sorta like in s1 when he’s panting like a dog when keeley said “down boy, find the treat yeah?” he definitely ate that up (metaphorically and literally haha). He’s been working hard his whole life so he definitely wants to be made to work for it in this context too. adding little scenarios or role plays just adds to the fun sometimes.

S = seduction (how he gets you in the mood)

this man is relentless. if he’s trying to initiate, he’ll start making a few jokes or innuendos, and he’ll also get really touchy, always keeping you close. he’ll pepper kisses across your face and neck, try to distract you from what you’re focusing on. if you’re watching tv and a sex scene comes on, he’ll talk over it, “i could do better than that” “i could do this and this to you instead.” you’ll end up on your back on the couch before the scene is even over. he loves little gestures that he thinks are subtle but they really are glaringly obvious.

T = teasing (what is the best way to arouse him)

so many things get this man going. just being around you is enough, but when you wear something cute, or sway your hips a lil too much while making dinner, he can’t help but want to skip the meal altogether. he especially likes when you pay extra attention to little things, like fiddling with his earring that he wears sometimes or fixing his hair. you being horny for him arouses him more than anything, he likes to feel wanted and needed.

U = underwear (lingerie and costumes)

the first time you wear his jersey, he takes you home asap and fucks you with it on. you ride him as he grips your waist underneath the shirt. he might even take you from the back so he can see you branded with his last name and number. he didn’t expect to be kinda possessive but he’s obsessed with seeing you in his clothes in general, from hoodies to sweatpants to his boxer briefs. it’s even better when you wear some cute underwear underneath it.

V = verdict (what do you think of your sex life with him)

the sex is great on its own but it’s just one piece to a bigger picture. having an emotional connection and trust allows you both to explore sexually while also understanding that sex isn’t the primary focus of the relationship. some nights you both go to sleep without initiating anything while other nights you’re so wrapped up in each other that it’s a fuck marathon til dawn. things are routine but with enough lil change ups that you never get bored of each other.

W = words (how vocal is he and dirty talk)

this man is ALL about praise and talking during sex. sometimes he dips into dirty talk but it’s never anything extremely degrading unless you both decide to try it out. he’s mostly babbling by the end but he’s mumbling and moaning throughout, giving you encouragements and making sure you know how much he likes it, even if he can’t finish his sentences.

X = x-rated (how does he feel about porn or sextapes)

he’d never say no to a sextape but from previous experiences, he’s kinda cautious. gotta keep that shit locked down, maybe even going so far as to use a more “vintage” style of recording to prevent it from ever leaking. he’d show up with an old camcorder and be pretty proud of himself for tracking it down for you guys to use.

Y = yawn (what is he like after sex)

especially with how much he’s been training lately, jamie passes out pretty quickly after sex. he might grab some tissues or a washcloth and clean you both up but his reactions are a lil delayed bc homeboy just wants to sleep. after sex he prefers falling asleep with an arm draped across your waist.

Z = zodiac (what his sign says about him in bed)

according to the internet, oct 20 is jamie’s birthday which makes him a libra! as a libra, he craves a lot of touch and appreciates a sense of equality in bed. he likes his sex life to be a little unpredictable, leading him to behave differently each time. sometimes he will be a bit more passive and gentle and other times he might be rough and a bit more dominating. his charm continues while in bed, using his words to seduce and make the experience more enjoyable.

[hellsslibrary]

Do you write twst and with a man mc? this is heaven, damn it. Is it okay to ask headcanons about householders and just their tastes in sex anyway? just regular headcanons about their sex🧕🏽👁💋

❀Headcannons about sex and preferences in it with housewardens❀

DNI: minors.

!!Warnings: praise, humiliation, worship(Vil), semi-public sex, oral sex, size difference kink, pet play, strangulation, sex toys, teasing, pulling hair, horns and tails, marking, masochism and sadism, sub/dom reader ( Vil, Malleus and Leona), overexcitement, chest play.

Riddle.

So... Switch with sub lean. Although he still loves being a dom, of course. I think that being a dominant is more comfortable for him, given his desire to be "perfect".

But in most situations he is still a sub, lol, or rather almost always. He is a virgin and I am just sure that he adheres to the idea like "My first and last sex will be with the very one partner I will be with for the rest of my days."

Soft/hard dominant or whiny sub. His mood for soft/hard just changes depending on his day, as well as his and/or your preferences (Although I suppose he prefers soft). But when he's a sub... It just happens at times when he wants comfort, affection and praise (almost always, lol)... Well, or at times when you want him to be a sub, of course.

He loves total control, no matter from your side or his. He finds something comforting in finally being the one in control or being controlled by the person he loves and trusts and who doesn't want anything bad for him.

Hence, the fact follows that he probably likes pet play. Well, really, what could be more relaxing than just being a master/pet for a loved one? However, I think he only likes an easy game of pet play. Something like leashes, collars, light commands regarding your/his animal, and so on. If you want to move the pet play to a more hard mode, he will have to be persuaded for a long time, if he agrees at all, of course.

Kink for praise... Do I even have to say such an obvious fact? He had been waiting for praise all his life, and received only reproaches. He wants you to praise him, tell him how good you feel because of his actions or words, wants to be recognized.

But also, if you have a kink for praise, then you are very lucky. Riddle more than willing to praise you if you're a good boy. He will shower you with praises, which, by the way, you love the most. That is, do you like it when your body or its individual parts are praised? Sure. Your character? Sure. Your actions or words? Uniquely.

Hm... When you go to a later (much later, lol) level of relationship and if you have a certain passion for boys in some suits or costumes, then maybe he will wear something for you, and only for you.

If you are by nature a very dominant person, but you easily give Riddle power, by the way, he appreciates it very much. But... You know, Riddle loves that dominant side of you. It's just so hot for him.

Especially, he loves it if at such a moment there is a mixture of rough pace or maybe some kind of pain game (although very minimal, this is not what Riddle likes) and praise. He loves how you fuck him roughly, but at the same time you praise him.

Although he's still a fan of gentle and slow sex, he's the prince of pillows, I suppose.

He will want to try everything with you that you want and offer at least once (something other than something very extreme and disgusting for him).

He cries a lot during sex, you can't change my mind. It's all so new to him, all these feelings, words, actions, touches... He is so happy, but it's all so unusual in a good way that he just can't stand it and these transparent droplets start pouring down his crimson cheeks.

Although he is quiet at first in bed. I suppose it all starts with a very quiet one, where you can only hear sighs, well, at most a quiet and short moan. And he ends up with loud moans and whining.

He will never agree to some kind of semi-public sex or any manifestation of it. He just hates it, he needs to keep his mask of a strict, diligent and perfect student. If someone finds out what he's like in the bedroom... no.

Although he doesn't mind a little teasing, but nothing more, buddy. :)

Kink on the difference in size... Well, really. He's literally 160cm/5'3, personally I'm almost 40cm/16 inches taller than him, he's so small, lol. Even if you are shorter than him or the same height as him, it will be very easy to awaken this kink, just say something like "your little body looks so fragile and small, Riddle..." and, fuck, he's yours.

Leona.

........ Well...... Dominant? Isn't this obvious? Although he is too lazy for this shit, so he will let you be the dominant if he does not have to do anything (although if you do order him, he will not be able to refuse).

He is just a pillow prince who will require you to do this or that, do this or that and so on.

Well, well, his ears and tail are obviously sensitive (I literally read about 8 articles on lions for the sake of this point, ahem). So pull his tail when you fuck him, he will moan like the last whore... Well, if you gently bite his ear or rub them, he will purr like a kitten. :3

Very possessive and possessive behavior (not a yandere though). It’s just that his animal nature simply won’t allow anyone to approach you. He will literally growl at anyone, even Crowley, damn it.

Which brings us to the next point - hickeys and bites, in general, marks. He fucking loves your marks on his body. It doesn't matter your teeth, lips, hands or something else. But even more, he loves HIS marks on YOUR (ahem, his, ahem) body... Just the sight of his hickeys, bites, scratches, bruises and marks on your body awakens in him his usual lion's pride.

You will take him where he wants and when he wants, this is not discussed (well, of course, public sex will not be your body only for his eyes, but semi-public - yes).

Kink for breeding. This is generally an obvious thing that many see and understand. He, excuse me, is literally an animal, especially a lion. Of course, he has something like a mating season. And in general, he is turned on by the idea that you might force him to become pregnant with your children / puppies.

He's a masochist, you won't argue with me. He loves when you take the initiative and power into your own hands (although he will never admit it, he is too proud for this). So choke him a little, slap, pinch, pull, bite and so on, he will like it.

But also, if you have any masochistic tendencies, he will gladly do the same with you. :p

He loves oral sex. Although he prefers when you do it to him, but if you ask him, he will not refuse, and on some days he may even do it himself. But I digress.

He loves your mouth, tongue and lips on his cock, the way you swallow his cock or tease him by licking his shaft all this hot.

Or rimming. He also loves your tongue in his hole when you greedily eat and lick it, which is why he squeezes your face with his hips.

He is quiet during sex, which is not surprising. The most that can be heard from him is low, hoarse groans or growls.

Although, if you can get him to cry from overexcitation or something, he will moan like a little girl.

Has a huge sex drive. He can fuck for a long, disastrously long time and not get tired of it. If you are like that too, then great, congratulations! But if not... Hehe.

He loves to tease you, no matter how. Does it rub against you in certain places, is it too active or something like that? Does he text you some perverted nonsense, send you a dirty voicemail or call, or even send you naked pictures of him? Does he walk in front of you in open clothes or without it at all? Does he twirl in front of your face certain parts of the body that you consider sexy? I could go on and on, but you get the idea.

He has sensitive nipples, by the way. He loves when you gently nibble, suck and lick his nipples. He always growls softly in response to this.

Azul.

He is a sub. What? Do you dare to argue with me? Nope. He is a submissive sub, let me dream, please. And he's also a virgin. (Maybe the contract would require him to give someone his virginity, hmm??? Give me that contract pl—)

Okay, my simp mood is over, although it will continue doubly on Malleus and Vil, so let's continue.

Surprisingly, he loves rough sex and the rougher aspects of masochism like spanking and even knife play. Has a high limit to pain, but a very low limit to falling into subspace, so be careful with that.

Kink to praise!! Drown out his self-doubt with tons of praise for him, millions of tons!! He will start crying for joy, really.

Although, also surprisingly, he has a kink of humiliation and/or insult. Something that shows or says that he is inferior to you in every sense and he is just a toy in your hands (although he must understand that you are saying this only for his and your pleasure and you are not serious).

He's... Loud. Not too loud, but I think he's the most vocal of the dorm leaders for sure. So, sometimes it's better to muffle his mouth if you don't want spectators (which he obviously doesn't want).

He is very sensitive. Therefore, he does not like teasing, he just starts to cry (from pleasure, of course, but still). So be careful with teasing or you'll bring tears to the poor little octopus. :(

Sex in the water, on the beach, in the bathroom or something like that. He's just more comfortable in his environment, so if you want to fuck the most relaxed Azul, fuck him in the water (Maybe with good luck or bad luck, depending on your fetishes, he'll even show his true form).

He is absolutely against you putting marks on him in a conspicuous place that cannot be hidden. He doesn't mind if anyone sees it. He objects if the twins see this and utter chaos ensues.

Random thought, by the way. Do you know these erotic moments during sex, when the heroes are fucking and one takes the glasses from the other, putting them on? So... Azul would have obviously liked it, he would have blushed at this, but then he would have laughed, playfully demanding the return of his glasses.

His hands are magical, in both senses of the word, obviously. Let's not talk about magic, let's just talk about handjob. Damn it, his hands will never match yours, I'm sure. His small, long and nimble fingers will know exactly what pace to work, where to tighten his grip a little, where your shaft is most sensitive and so on. (For trans boys it works exactly the same ;) ).

Definitely the most playful person before sex, I'm serious. He will be red as a newly blossomed rose, but will continue to say whatever he wants despite his own embarrassment, and then turn into a real sensitive water lily.

Semi-public sex, yes. He's a busy man, after all. His deals, shifts at the restaurant, college, twins, and so on. So sex in places where you can be seen or heard in general is a fairly frequent guest.

And another random thought. You know those moments where someone is sitting under a table giving oral sex to another person? So... If you try to do something like that to Azul, he will obviously be red as a tomato, but surprisingly he will keep almost the same voice, only occasionally stuttering and pausing.

I'm guessing his contracts might have given him a "you have to pay for everything" outlook on life (although he probably doesn't always go by that, obviously, almost never, to be exact), but for you...

For example, take him to a cafe and feed him his favorite fried tofu and you might be in for a surprise depending on your tastes. :)))

He has a fetish for sex when you're engaged or married, seriously. He finds something so hot that he can call you his husband and himself your husband (or wife, if you prefer) ... Your wedding night will clearly be one of your best lovemaking.

Kalim.

My innocent sunny, he is a virgin who is ready for anything! You will never find someone who is willing to please you more than he is.

Which brings us to the point that he is a sub. Like, really, he likes to please you, so he will gladly obey any of your orders and requests. (And will also become dominant if you wish, but he himself is unlikely to come to such a decision)

He will definitely dance these Arabic dances for you, like belly dancing. Well, eventually... Imagine him in this costume for such dances, dancing for you with his sweetest smile and the way he moves smoothly right to the beat of the music... Bellisismo.

An unambiguous kink on the difference in size. Like he's so small and fragile, just such a miracle. Even if you are the same height or size as him, or even lower... Well, hope you at least have a big ego, lol.

He just gets excited about the size difference when he sees your big body towering over him or, for example, your big hands sliding over his tanned body, he just wants to explode with excitement and love for you!

He is definitely a fan of playful and loving sex, no matter rough or gentle. I just think that fucking seriously is not for him, but he will not arrange a circus, of course. He just likes to make a joke here or there to look at your smile and hear your laugh and won't mind if you want it too.

Sex on the magic carpet... I do not know, the fan fiction that I read as a child about Aladdin and Jasmine is too entrenched in my memory, I guess. So imagine you are flying on this carpet plane, and here you are fucking on it while he is trying to grab this carpet, but remembers that he can't, otherwise you will fall or crash into something. Extreme? I agree, but it's good! (Well, if you want to die, of course)

He loves riding you. Like... He finds it funny and he's always happy to do it. He finds something very attractive in this position, squeezing your chest and your abs/stomach while he rides your cock with a satisfied smile.

He loves to kiss! And it doesn't matter where. Lips, cheeks, nose, forehead, neck, chest, stomach, legs, arms, and more intimate parts. He just loves playful kisses or passionate kisses, it's so cute that you can exchange your germs and saliva with each other!

If you have a kink for praise, then bravo, you hit the jackpot. This boy is ready to praise you for everything! He loves to compliment you, especially if he can see your smile, blush or something else.

But if you like to give praise... Then please! He also loves receiving it, as well as giving it, he will blush and giggle sweetly, saying something like "Thank you, but I'm sure you're better."

Also copes very well with getting humiliated. He will gladly accept from you some humiliating nicknames or some small humiliating things, but do not go beyond his limits too much, he is sensitive to this and there is a fine line that separates it.

I want to fuck him only in his huge sweatshirt from his school uniform, so now you too. He would whine so sweetly, his body is kind of covered, but he understands that you can see every part of him even through this jacket and... yeah.

And another strange thought (Kind of foot fetish!!! Yes, I am a vile person in some way, what you expected). You know this tradition in Islam about washing your spouse's feet, right? And so... I saw the art where Jamil washed Kalim's feet and... fuck, now I want to too. Pour this water with rose petals on his feet and wash them with water until he relaxes and giggles from a light tickling on his feet...

Vil.

Well, I do not know. I can regard him as either a power bottom or a bratty sub. No other options are given, in any case, he behaves like a complete bitch. It just depends on what you like or from his mood.

Kink for praise. Or rather worship, given that his ego is higher than the Burj Khalifa ... But he just melts from any of your compliments, and even more so worship, although he still makes that bitch face and says something like "I already I know, of course I'm the most beautiful in the world, but thank you, you ... You are beautiful too".

He is both a sadist and a masochist at the same time. It all depends on whether he is power bottom or bratty sub. But consider both options for you perverts.

His sadistic side is obvious and strong considering he is written in the image of the Evil Queen. He will treat you like the last toy and whore, enjoying your suffering and tears, while you are obliged to worship him and you are obliged to understand that even a hair on his head is not worth you.

Or maybe his masochistic side. I doubt he'd settle for something that leaves scars or bruises or anything, considering he's supposed to be perfect, but if you torture him enough and end up leaving some sort of mark, he won't object later. He enjoys more verbal or painless masochism. Get him on his knees and stand over him, saying what a pathetic whore he is for you, although everyone considers him an ideal and lightly step on his cock and you will see how the precum flows down his tip~.

He'll put on whatever you want for you (as long as it's fashionable and doesn't look hilarious, of course). I mean... Do you want to see him in a particular outfit? He will gladly put it on, so he also shows off in front of you.

He loves to sit on your lap. Even if he is heavy for you (although if you literally die under his weight, then he will sit between your legs), he will still sit on your lap. After all, every queen needs his throne, so do your part, you pathetic pervert.

He loves sensory deprivation! It doesn't matter who takes and who gives (although he obviously loves to receive)... It's just that aggravation of feeling when he is blindfolded, maybe his ears are closed and he is tied up, and you can do anything with him, and he doesn't even know what just too exciting for him...

Maybe... Someday you both record homemade porn with the calculation of Vil that, given its popularity, it will collect a lot of views, likes and so on. But in the end, this video will only be left to you both, because "I look too disheveled, and sweat is running down my body and my makeup is slightly ruined ... No, I don't want anyone to see me in in such an ugly state... Except for you." He obviously looks sexy though, damn.

He loves to hickey and bite you, I guess he's quite a possessive person, so mark his property as he always loves it. But! He won't let you put hickeys and bites on him because his skin has to be perfect, but maybe... Only in hidden places he will agree.

Fuck him on his cosmetic table. Bend him over this table, put him j on the table, it doesn't matter at all. Especially if you do it unexpectedly. He'll just yell at you, but eventually give in to the sensations and maybe even ask you to do it again in the future.

Damn, he will adore if you are stronger than him! He's already a damn strong boy, but if there's anyone out there who's stronger than him... Damn, he can already feel himself hardening. There is something hot for him that there is someone, much less his boyfriend, who can beat him in physical strength.

Sooner or later you will use one of the Vil potions in the bedroom. For example, something that enhances sensations, increases endurance, or something like that. He'll just want to try it and if you try it once you won't get away with it, he'll love it too much.

And again, a random thought in the end. Sex in front of a mirror! Well, yes, exactly that mirror "Mirror, tell me who is the most beautiful in the world." He will look at himself in the mirror with an absolutely fucked up expression and the way he desperately tries to grab onto the smooth surface of the mirror would look funny, I guess hehe.

Idia.

He is... Sub... Sorry, I can't see him as dominant at all. He is also a virgin, but with a lot of mental experience from watching hentai and reading.

So... Kink to the praise, which is obvious. Praise him, he fucking deserves it, and sexually and non-sexually, he's a good boy, so...

He is very loud, but most of the time he drowns out his moans because he thinks that someone will hear you and it would be so embarrassing for him! But you can ask him to moan for you, he will not refuse.

He has a lot of toys, I don't know why I think so, but for a man like him, I guess that's normal. And someday he will show them to you and... Let you do whatever you want with his huge collection of all sorts of different sex toys.

He is damn sensitive, every touch you make makes him burn in the literal and figurative sense. So it's very easy to overexcite him and even easier to make him cry from all these pleasant and mind-blowing sensations.

He is a pervert. Yes. And I guess he has a lot of weird kinks (I guess you kind of know what kinks I'm talking about, hehe). And he may even offer you something from his list, if he is convinced that it is somehow not disgusting to you.

Asphyxia. He loves choking, it makes him burn with excitement as soon as he feels your hand or something else squeezing his neck. He can come from this feeling alone.

You know, there are VR games with a sexual theme... And someday you will try it with him. Both of you won't feel anything, but you will both see everything and it will make him perhaps even squeal with embarrassment.

He loves to send you messages with some naked photos, sexy videos or voice messages with his moans. Even though he does it through embarrassment and throws his phone away right after, it's still his way of saying he wants something.

I have a strange urge to pull on his hair even though I'm aware that I might be left without an arm after that, but damn... I wonder how his fiery hair feels to the touch. So! Pull his hair (in some kind of fireproof gloves lol), he is moans so sexy from this...

He loves to give oral sex even if he is afraid of hurting you with his sharp teeth. It's just the feeling of his lips, mouth and throat tightening around your cock... He's ready to come from that feeling alone (although he's ready to come from just about anything).

He loves teasing in public. He will blush madly and mumble something under his breath when, for example, in a lesson you start rubbing him through his trousers or even get into his trousers and start playing with him. Or even that thing with vibrators in public, hehe ;).

Mmm, take him during one of his game matches, especially if it has voice chat. He will try so hard to be quiet and focus on the game, but your movements and touches are so exciting that he will just give up and give himself to you.

Role-playing! Do you have an idea that you would like to implement? He is all for it! And... He will also offer you some idea from some work that he has read or watched.

He has a strange fetish for your palms and fingers. And it doesn't matter what they are, small or large, smooth or calloused, and so on. He loves them anyway. The way your fingers slide over his body, rubbing his cock, fingering his ass, or the way your fingers play with his tongue... He's so whimpering, feeling and seeing it all.

And a random last thought... He draws porn or hentai or erotic drawings of you. And if you ever find that damn well-hidden sketchbook... He'll be so blushing and embarrassed! But then maybe he will offer you to make one of his drawings!

Malleus.

So... He's clearly one of the few who has any experience, even if it's just some regular vanilla sex. He's a submissive-leaning switch I guess, but he can also become a chic dominant if you so desire.

Pull his horns! They are very sensitive, especially at the obvious place where they connect to his head. He will moan so beautifully and sexually at this that you will think that you are in paradise.

It has a kink to the size difference. And you might say that Alain is crazy and talking nonsense, because Mal Mal is huge, but I'm taller than Malleus by an inch (!!!!!!!), so let's continue. He loves if you are the same height as him or slightly shorter than him or even taller. It really turns him on, like he's so huge and he probably hasn't seen anyone taller or bigger than him and voila. But if you are still some kind of very low people, you can just hang over his body, okay? This will work too.

Kink for feminization??? Like he is so strong and majestic Malleus Draconia and here he is sitting in front of you in some cute girly clothes, and you tell him that he is just beautiful, which makes him blush.

He has a huge tolerance for pain (I read somewhere that dragons have it). So if you are some kind of sadist or just love rough sex, then he is all yours, he loves that too.

Mhm... Shibari. Like imagine a shibari-style Malleus tied up with some kind of green or black ropes and gosh...

He's not the type to be embarrassed at all. Yes, he will blush, but do not be embarrassed. I guess getting him to be sexually embarrassed is something very difficult. So he's actually shameless, but within limits, of course.

Sex in hot springs. I saw an art with Malleus where he was lying in hot springs and damn, I can't get rid of the thought that I want to fuck him there. Like his chic and muscular body lying in hot water and this smirk of his when he notices how your gaze slides over his body and he kind of pretendedly innocently spreads his legs, chuckling... And... 😭.

He loves to tease you, yes. It doesn't matter, by the way, where, how and when. He just likes to push you to the limit so that you end up dragging him somewhere more secluded and taking him there.

He loves everything clichéd romantic! Like, you know, candles, rose petals, satin or silk linens and underwear on a person, muffled whispers and all that.

Mmm, tug on his tail during sex, he's about as sensitive as his horns, so he'll grab onto the sheets hard, arching his back with a wonderful and delicious moan of pleasure.

He loves if you leave hickeys and bites on him, no matter where you leave them, he loves them anyway! And, absolutely not shy, will demonstrate them.

And he himself loves to leave marks on your body from his long black nails. He loves to run his finger over your scratches from his nails and apologize for it.

He sometimes likes to have just ordinary, vanilla sex, where you enjoy each other, taking your time and praising each other, gently showing each other your love.

Somnophilia? He's the prototype of Maleficent, so... I don't know. Just the sight of your sleeping, peaceful face turns him on and if you let him do anything to you while you sleep, he will immediately jump on your cock with pleasure or he will give you oral sex, depending on his desires.

Fucking hair pulling kink. He loves it when you wrap his hair around your fist and pull it while you move roughly and abruptly in him.

He fucking loves it when you give him oral sex. Especially when you do it unexpectedly. For example, he is just reading a book and then he feels you take off his pants and start licking his cock or his ass and he will look at you in bewilderment, but then he will laugh quietly, stroking your head, allowing you to continue your business.

And the last thought in the end, as always. His tongue... Like a snake, but longer and thicker... And you can do what you want with this information. Your fingers, genitals, your own tongue and other parts of your body will be in heaven, as will you.

[rynfiles]

prince choso !

✎ᝰ — hcs on prince choso, the quiet boy who is part of the royal family

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + royalty au (obvi), choso isn't really a fan of the monarchy, yuji cameo, choso is set to be a young adult (19-23)

yeah yeah yeah rockstar choso, emo choso, skater boy choso, they’re cool and all. trust me I know but what about prince choso?

prince choso was never ever a fan of his lifestyle and always wanted a simple life. the glitz and glamor of the whole world at your hands only ‘cause of your bloodline. why would he want to involve himself in that?

prince choso didn’t rebel (per se) against the monarchy of his land but would have his way of showing that he doesn’t care for it. placing his own opinion of how a country should run but being shut down immediately by his parents; venturing off into a nearby forest when it was time for his studies or extracurricular activities; rather caring for the opinions of the people in his land than ever his staff or parents

but also, prince choso who, from time to time, would be dressed in a heavy white suit, one that shows purity and stands on the cleanliness of his family’s ruling. the suit is accessorized with gold that dances on him with every step he takes and small jewelry to add to the appearance of being greatly wealthy

prince choso who tends to fidget with his small jewelry during dinner or during an important party. he’d rather stay quiet and slide his watch across his forearm or even twist his rings in a certain way. he also does this when the weight of being prince becomes too much to handle for him

prince choso who is often seen with his hair down. deeply dark roots, mahogany shaded, that lay flat on his shoulders and flow lightly as he walks among the castle. he finds this style to be fussy and would rather have his hair pinned up

prince choso spends his days hiding among the commoners, with his hair tied into ponytails or dressing lazily. he walks around the plaza with a small smile and a quiet hello as he explores. as he explores, he listens in on the people’s conversations and takes mental notes on what’s being said about the kingdom

prince choso who attends to the kids who are playing soccer in a little corner, teaching them techniques to help them in their small game. he takes glimpses of the beautiful women but doesn’t look too long, only to shy away when they wave at him. also helps the store owners from time to time, helping them set up for the day or put away things as they’re getting ready to close

prince choso who groans at the idea of becoming a suitor and the king of his land. while many young men would find joy in being next in line for the throne and finding a beautiful wife, choso does not. he would rather spend his days being youthful and finding his true purpose

prince choso who would rather stay up in the late hours with his brother, yuji, than focus on his studies. he would talk to his brother about his genuine feelings about being a prince rather than even spend an inkling reading another dusty history book

prince choso, who is seen as quiet, reserved, oftentimes bashful around women, and respectful. but also can be defiant (depending on who’s asking), stubborn, and purposefully misplaceful of his duties. but again, that depends on who you ask

★ genuinely don’t know where this idea came from honestly 🧍🏽‍♀️

★ this is my first time writing a royalty au ! any feedback for it would be great actually

© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗋𝗒𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽

[faithshouseofchaos]

He’s not as cold as you think — hockey player!Kimi Raikkonen x reader

Part one

Fluff/slight angst

Word count 2k

Tropes I’m going for — grumpy x Sunday— jock x bookworm, strangers to friends to lovers and he fell first she fell harder (slight coffee shop au)

I would love to know what y’all think of this it would really depend on what I do with this on wether to continue with it or not

Kimi was fully aware that he had earned a reputation as an unapologetic troublemaker. He took pleasure in indulging in drinking, partying, and getting into altercations. Embracing the label of a "Teenage DirtBag," Kimi was resolute in his refusal to conform to societal expectations. Despite his rebellious nature, Kimi's prowess as a rising star in hockey was undeniable, particularly for his aggressive playing style on the ice.

However, beneath his tough exterior, Kimi possessed a tender and compassionate side. This facet of his personality was revealed selectively, only to those he truly cared for. Kimi had a strong preference for avoiding emotional connections, as he valued his independence and desired to evade the potential complications and emotional baggage that relationships could bring. While he often rebuffed any efforts at bonding or affection, Kimi harbored a deep-seated yearning for genuine connections. Despite his reluctance to confront these emotions head-on, he couldn’t help but secretly longing for someone to understand and appreciate the real him.

Despite his reluctance to openly acknowledge or accept it, Kimi Raikkonen harbored a profound desire for love. However, he had difficulty reconciling this longing with his guarded nature. His past experiences left him wary of emotional engagement, causing him to retreat behind a facade of indifference. Deep down, he yearned for a connection that would go beyond the superficial and touch his soul, but he struggled to trust and open up to others. His longing for love was a complex dance between his guarded heart and his hidden vulnerability.

Kimi’s reputation as a bad boy was well-established, but beneath the layers of his rebellious persona lay a softer side, which he carefully guarded from the world. He had been hurt before, and his reluctance to engage emotionally was a defense mechanism against further heartache. Yet, in the quiet moments when his guard was down, Kimi longed for love and connection. He was caught in a battle between shielding his heart and yearning for someone to see beyond his bad boy image and love him for who he truly was.

As a ruggedly handsome hockey player, Kimi Raikkonen was no stranger to attention. However, he had grown accustomed to the superficial nature of it. Behind his bad boy persona lay a more sensitive side—one that craved genuine connection and affection. Despite his rough image, deep down, Kimi yearned for love and intimacy. He longed for someone to see beyond his tough exterior and acknowledge his true self. Despite his attempts to conceal it, a part of him secretly craved the warmth of a profound emotional connection. Yet, the risk of vulnerability and potential heartbreak kept him guarded and hesitant to let down his walls.

The arena was buzzing with excitement as the first game of the season was about to begin. In the locker room, Kimi, a rising hockey player, was focused on the upcoming match. Meanwhile, Y/n, a devoted fan, sat in the bleachers, filled with anticipation. The tension in the air was palpable as the game commenced, and their paths were set to intertwine.

The players took their positions on the ice, and the opening face-off commenced. In the stands, Y/n was fixated on the action, her heart racing with excitement. As the game progressed, she found herself gravitating towards one player in particular—Kimi. His fierce determination and skill on the ice caught her eye, and she couldn't help but be drawn to him. During a time-out, Kimi made his way towards the bench, and his gaze inadvertently met Y/n's in the stands. Their eyes locked for a momentary, but there was an undeniable spark that passed between them. Kimi, who had developed a reputation for his bad boy attitude, quickly averted his gaze and refocused his attention on the game.

As the game continued, the tension on the ice intensified, and the opposing team's star player attempted to provoke Kimi. Infuriated, Kimi retaliated, leading to their first on-ice altercation. The crowd was on their feet, roaring with excitement. Y/n watched with a mixture of awe and unease, torn between concern for Kimi's safety and admiration for his fierce determination. Despite the altercation, Kimi emerged victorious in the skirmish, sending the crowd into a frenzy. As he skated past Y/n's seat, he looked up, locking eyes with her again. This time, there was a subtle smirk on his lips, as if acknowledging her presence in the stands. Y/n's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of surprise and anticipation. Little did they know, this brief encounter would lay the groundwork for a connection that neither of them could anticipate. As the game came to a close and their team emerged victorious, Kimi, still filled with adrenaline, couldn't help but glance up towards Y/n once more. The adrenaline coursing through his veins coupled with the lingering memory of their encounters earlier in the game sent a thrill down his spine. He tried to dismiss the feeling, brushing it off as mere exhaustion, but the image of her face remained in his mind.

In the locker room, Kimi and his teammates gathered, celebrating their victory, but his thoughts lingered on the stranger from the stands. Despite his attempts to shake off the distraction, he couldn't help but find himself searching for that familiar face in the sea of unfamiliar ones. After the celebration died down, Kimi took a moment to collect himself, the memories of the game and the girl from the stands still fresh in his mind. He knew it was foolish, but in that instant, he found himself hoping for a chance encounter with her outside the rink, silently wondering if they would cross paths again.

Once outside the arena, Kimi stepped into the brisk evening air, the cool breeze offering a brief respite from the heat of the game. Despite his best efforts to shake off the lingering thoughts of the girl from the stands. He couldn't help but glance around the parking lot in the faint hope of seeing her again. The connection he had felt during those moments had left an undeniable impact on him, causing his heart to race with anticipation and desire. As he made his way to his car, Kimi found himself lost in thought, the adrenaline of the game slowly seeping away, leaving behind a lingering sense of anticipation. He brushed off the thoughts, reminding himself that it was foolish, after all, it was just another fan in the stands. But deep down, he couldn't dismiss the intrigue that had been sparked within him.

Climbing into his car, he cranked up the stereo and allowed the music to fill the silence. As the rhythm washed over him, he couldn't help but replay the moments during the game where his eyes had locked with hers. The feeling was unlike anything he had experienced before, leaving him strangely unsettled and intrigued.

After arriving at his apartment, Kimi found himself unable to shake off the lingering thoughts of the girl from the game. Tossing and turning in his bed, he wrestled with the memories of their brief encounters. Frustrated with his inability to sleep, he decided a change of scenery might help distract his mind.

Pulling on a hoodie, he made his way to his local café, the dimly lit streets mirroring the quiet turmoil within him. As he pushed open the door to the café, the familiar warmth and comforting smells enveloped him. Taking a seat at the bar, he ordered a strong coffee and glanced around the bustling establishment. As his eyes swept across the room, they suddenly met with a familiar pair of eyes—the girl from the stands. Startled, he couldn't help but stare, his heart pounding in his chest. It felt like a surreal moment, as if the universe was playing a cruel joke on him. But there was no mistaking it—those same captivating eyes that had ensnared him during the game were now looking back at him across the café.

As he sipped his coffee, his mind raced with conflicting sensations—a cocktail of curiosity and trepidation. The unexpected meeting had reignited the intrigue he had been trying to ignore since the game. Yet, he wrestled with the desire to approach her, a foreign thought that clashed with his usual detachment.

The café buzzed around them, each patron wrapped in their own world. Kimi, still struggling with the sudden turn of events, found himself glancing discreetly towards her, drawn to the captivating stranger. The silence between them was palpable, yet neither dared to break it, unsure of what to say or how to proceed.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the girl broke the silence, her voice gentle, tinged with a hint of amusement. "So, you're that trouble-maker they call Kimi Raikkonen, huh? Quite the reputation you've got there."

Kimi's eyes widened with surprise, caught off guard by the unexpected question. He swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of defensiveness and unease. Clearing his throat, he responded with a hint of defiance. "Yeah, that's me. Trouble seems to follow me wherever I go, but who are you?"

"Y/n L/n," she replied, her tone devoid of judgment. "And yes, I was there at the hockey game. You were quite impressive out there, I have to admit."

Kimi's defenses softened slightly as he absorbed her words. He had half expected her to dismiss him or express disdain, but her genuine praise took him aback. He scratched the back of his head, a hint of a sheepish smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Thanks," he replied, the hint of awkwardness lingering in his tone. The conversation was unfamiliar territory for him, and he struggled to find the right words. However, there was a part of him that yearned for more interaction, a desire to learn more about this captivating girl who seemed unfazed by his reputation.

"So, uh, do you attend all the games?" Kimi asked, leaning forward slightly. He found himself genuinely curious about her presence at the arena, the realization that she might follow his games sparking a flicker of interest within him.

Y/n nodded, her eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and passion. "I'm a big fan," she confessed, a hint of enthusiasm in her voice. "I enjoy the energy and thrill of the game, and there's a certain thrill watching you play. You have a unique style on the ice.'

Kimi couldn't help but grin at her response. His ego inflated slightly, and a glimmer of pride shone in his eyes. The idea of people admiring his skills on the ice was a novelty to him, and the fact that this captivating girl appreciated his hockey style left him both flattered and intrigued. Their conversation continued, the initial awkwardness melting away. Y/n, as it turned out, was far more than just a pretty face. She was intelligent, well-spoken, and had her own dreams and aspirations which Kimi found captivating. As the hours ticked by, Kimi's initial wariness gave way to a genuine interest in getting to know her better.

The café gradually emptied as the night progressed, but Kimi and Y/n remained engrossed in their conversation. They discovered shared interests and perspectives which fueled their connection. For once, Kimi found himself at ease, losing himself in the conversation. The hours seemed to fly by as they delved deeper into each other's lives, neither one willing to call it a night. As the café announced its imminent closing, the realization sank in that their time together had come to an end. Kimi felt a reluctant pang in his chest as he glanced down to check the time. He found himself unwilling to say goodbye, desperately wanting to prolong this newfound connection.

With a mixture of reluctance and determination, Kimi summoned the courage to extend an invitation. "Hey," he started, his voice filled with a hint of uncertainty, "would you like to go for a walk or something? There's a great night view from the park nearby."

Y/n's eyes widened slightly, the invitation catching her off guard. She hesitated for a moment, weighing the decision in her mind. The late hour and uncertainty of the situation played on her nerves, but curiosity got the better of her. A smile tugged at her lips, and she nodded in agreement. "Sure, that sounds nice as long as you’re not an axe murder ."

Kimi chuckled, appreciating her cautious nature. “Not an axe murderer," he assured her, his voice laced with amusement. "Just a guy hoping for a bit more conversation and maybe some fresh air."

The cool wind gently rustled through the trees, providing a soothing ambience. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a gentle silver light that danced upon the path. Silence settled around them as they walked side by side, each immersed in their own thoughts. As they passed a small park, the sounds of crickets filled the air. A soft breeze rustled leaves, creating a serene symphony that accompanied their footsteps. The moon seemed to follow them as they explored the quiet park, the shadows dancing in the dim light.

In a secluded spot beneath a ancient oak tree, they paused. The moonlight filtered through the branches, creating dappled patterns on the grass. A sense of tranquility washed over them as they sat there, the only sounds being the gentle whispers of the night. A comfortable silence settled between them, the tranquility of the night offering a peaceful retreat from the rest of the world. Kimi's gaze drifted towards her, his eyes studying her features in the moonlight. He noticed the way her hair framed her face, the way her eyes sparkled like stars, and the faint outline of her rosy lips.

As his gaze lingered on her lips, a feeling of warmth blossomed within him. It was an unfamiliar sensation, one he hadn’t felt before. He found himself drawn to her, the urge to reach out and brush a stray lock of hair from her face nearly overpowering. In the quiet night, surrounded by the symphony of crickets and the whispered secrets of the oak tree, Kimi found himself contemplating the unfamiliar emotions tugging at his heart. The silence between them was comfortable, and he found himself struggling to put the growing connection into words.

Time seemed to slow down in their peaceful nook beneath the oak tree. They sat close enough to feel the warmth of each other’s presence, yet neither dared to break the comfortable silence with words. In the soft moonlight, they simply basked in the tranquility of the moment, both lost in their own thoughts and feelings. After a while, the crisp night air began to turn a bit chilly. Y/n shivered slightly, wrapping her arms around herself for warmth. Kimi couldn’t help but notice the hint of goosebumps on her skin. Without a second thought, he instinctively removed his hoodie and gently draped it over her shoulders. The gesture was simple, yet the warmth of the hoodie and the subtle hint of his cologne created an intimate moment between them.

Y/n blushed slightly as she took in the unexpected warmth from his hoodie. She looked up at him, her eyes softly gleaming as she caught him staring at her. She softly muttered a quick "thank you" before pulling the hoodie closer, allowing his presence and scent to envelop her. The corners of Kimi's lips turned up in a small, genuine smile. Seeing her wrapped in his hoodie sparked a warmth in his chest that he couldn't explain. In that moment, all he could think about was how beautiful she looked under the moonlight, her cheeks tinged pink from the cold and her eyes reflecting the stars above.

As the night deepened, they found themselves reluctant to break their newfound connection. The park began to feel like their own secret haven against the rest of the world. With no clocks to rush them, they indulged in each other's company a bit longer, savoring the stolen hours.

“This is nice” y/n said looking down at the ground .

Kimi nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed on her. "It is," he replied softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "I've never really done something like this before." He admitted, a hint of a smile on his lips. "Spent a whole night just talking and enjoying someone's company."

“I should head home it’s getting late”

"Yeah, I guess we should go," Kimi agreed, his tone tinged with reluctance. He didn't want the night to end, but he knew it was getting late. As they both stood up, their eyes met in the soft moonlight, their connection still lingering in the air.

Kimi gently reached out and carefully removed his hoodie from her shoulders, his touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary. As he took the hoodie back, their fingers brushed against each other, sending a wave of warmth through him, and causing a flicker of emotion to dance in his eyes. "Thanks for tonight," he said, his voice a little huskier then before.

“I had a nice time,” Y/n replied, a small blush still adorning her cheeks. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, her eyes flickering up to meet his gaze. Then, impulsively, she reached up and gently touched his arm. “Take care” she said softly, her touch leaving a lingering sensation on his skin.

"You too," Kimi replied, his voice softer than usual. His heart fluttered at her unexpected touch. He watched as Y/n walked away, her figure becoming a silhouette against the distant city lights. As she disappeared into the night, he couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of contentment and longing.

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[enden-agolor]

weirdly specific idea but thoughts on jesskas angst straight after access denied (probably before a journeys end aswell) if jesse chose to save petra first instead of lukas...

I think about this… all the time…..

This is kinda long so uhh

It’s kind of idk… Insane?? That right after defeating PAMA, Jesse and his friends get absolutely no break time in between returning with Harper to the portal hallway, and down to the spleef match. Like I can imagine they were all already so exhausted, and for them to get sent into that with absolutely no warning?? I feel as though that definitely played a part in why Lukas, Petra, and Ivor (depending on who you choose) end up losing and being sent to the Nether mines.

But the reason I mention this is both Lukas and Petra have the opportunity to have two near death experiences in one single day. The amount of anguish either of them must be going through? I can’t imagine. I feel like Petra is more the person to kind of suck it up and deal with it on her own terms, keeping those feelings hidden, but Lukas has more trouble withholding his emotions. I imagine him constantly rubbing at the back of his head where he was chipped, messing with the spot the chip was implanted and feeling the grotesque hole it leaves in his scalp, and all the dried blood along with it. He, Petra, and everyone else in the Crown Mesa have to deal with this.

Okay my bad I’m realizing now I’m kind of rambling. But hear me out.

I like to imagine that when Jesse rescues Lukas and Petra (I always pick to save Ivor just for that scene where Lukas laughs at him in his underwear) and heading into the dorms, each room has like two beds, so each room gets two people. And uhm because I am smart and cool I say Jesse and Lukas get assigned a room together and Ivor and Petra get theirs together (which they both equally complain about but that changes nothing).

After everyone gets to their rooms and night falls, the entire place quiets down as all the contestants eventually fall asleep but Lukas is still very much wide awake, sitting up in his bed, worried about his journal, worried about the future, and replaying every traumatic event that unfolded as the day gradually progressed. That, and the pain in the back of his head is unbearable. Part of him is relieved he’s not competing, but another part of him feels tremendously guilty and disappointed in himself for losing the match.

Jesse, exhausted beyond belief, but kept awake by the visions of his friends dying, that, and the memories of his fight against PAMA, and seeing Lukas in such a moment of peril as he’s rapidly losing his grip on Jesse, while simultaneously trying to fight PAMA. Well, it keeps a guy up, no matter how tired he is. And tossing and turning in his bed, he eventually turns over and sees Lukas still awake, sitting up and rubbing the back of his head. Maybe it’s completely dark in the room, aside from the nearby window that a rift of moonlight casts through, lighting Lukas up just enough so Jesse can see he’s awake.

Jesse sitting up and asking Lukas if he’s okay, and how come he’s not asleep yet, Lukas can only really respond with a shrug and shake of his head. Just says to Jesse that he can’t sleep, and that’s when Jesse sits up fully and kinda shifts on the bed, letting his legs dangle off the side as he sits up fully, giving Lukas his full attention.

Long story short, Jesse will pry for more, then proceed to ask Lukas how he’s feeling after everything. Lukas hesitant, but trusting, spills his emotions about PAMA, about the ache in his head, about his frustrations with Harper and the old builders, and how guilty he feels about spleef. I feel like he’d definitely begin to crack under the pressure of finally saying everything out loud, utterly distraught as he begins to choke up, and that’s when Jesse stands up and crosses the room, settling down on Lukas’ bed and well, tries to match the emotions Lukas is feeling by confessing all of his own worries, and the turmoil he’s facing from the past, and what’s to come in the future.

Most of all though, he tells Lukas how thankful and relieved he is that Lukas is safe. And that’s when Jesse’s voice really begins to shake is when he talks about how he’d thought he’d lost Lukas twice in one day, and how terrifying each moment felt for him. Lukas by this point has gone silent, listening, shocked speechless by the depth and emotion Jesse’s words carry. Like the way he speaks about Lukas sounds as though he were someone meant dearly to Jesse. Like he was surprised to see how much Jesse cared when he begged for Lukas to be okay after he was unchipped and laying supposedly lifeless, and to see that kind of passion, so soon after, now alone… just the two of them.

Idk man Lukas is feeling a bit flattered. And kinda getting that butterfly feeling which he’d usually experience around Jesse every so often, but as of recently the feeling numbed do to the stress of the current situation. But now that feeling kicks back in full swing, and it is a lot.

It’s when Jesse says, “I don’t ever want to lose you.” Is when Lukas finally settles on an idea brewing in his mind.

I’ve always hc Lukas as someone who copes through trauma with touch and affection, or just nice feelings in general, so him nervously responding with “You won’t,” and hesitation when Jesse smiles tiredly back at him, slowly finding the confidence with “uhm… Jesse? If you wouldn’t mind,” and Lukas scoots over a little bit, patting the spot in bed next to him. A once in a life time opportunity.

Jesse is shook, also blushing like an idiot because wow Lukas is ethereal in this lighting, and he looks gorgeous, even with those tear stained cheeks of his. Jesse is kind of dumb though, specifically with this sort of thing so he just replies with an “uhm.. s-sure, Lukas.” And scoots over, settling in beside Lukas but on top of the covers. Lukas smiles at how dense Jesse is, and says something like “under the covers, Jesse.” And Jesse’s like “o-oh okay.” Still blushing, embarrassed like an idiot. Also Jesse is like. Big. He is a big guy so he takes up a significant amount of space in the bed. Also he’s like a space heater, and with the cold, snowy weather outside, and complete lack of an ac (it’s minecraft), Lukas is naturally drawn to that warmth, snuggling up to Jesse who is just kind of laying there, tense and unmoving, heart pounding. And oh god Lukas is wrapping his arms around his torso and settling his head right between his thick bicep and chest.

Then… only then can they fall asleep ☝️ Also this moment empowers Jesse like never before, and he wakes up the next day in a cuddly embrace, feeling every one of his hearts completely rejuvenated.

What an awesome thing that totally happens in canon because Enden says so.

[onlymingyus]

kim sunwoo (the boyz) x gn reader - crack, fluff , implied leading to smut (minor dni), conversation about sex, slice of life, basically sunwoo being an idiot boyfriend trying to make his partner smile and relax

imagine sitting in the cafe of your university when your boyfriend sunwoo joins you. he leans down to kiss your cheek, meanwhile you simply hum out a soft hello continuing your work. your nose down in a book, you don't look up right away until you hear him sucking down the last of his drink to draw your attention to him.

a smirk crosses his lips when your eyes slowly rise from your book to look over his sweatshirt and the shit eating grin on his face. you can feel your cheeks start to burn, your eyes glancing around the cafe to other students who have already scoffed at him and shook their head.

"what are you doing? we clearly don't go to yale, sunwoo. so I don't think your joke is going to really get the reaction you want, baby."

he laughs, leaning forward to rest one elbow on the table as not to obscure the large block letters proudly stating YALE EST. 1701 across his chest. while he seemed to not care about anyone else you wanted to sink under the table and hide from his antics.

"I thought it was a very cute sweatshirt, if they can't take a joke...fuck 'em. or...if you are just really wanting me out of my clothes we could make that happen too."

your boyfriend was never known for subtly or a quiet voice, so even his proposition for you to get him out of his clothes seem not to go unnoticed causing a snicker from a passing girl who raises her brows at you.

"or...I could murder you. headlines would read; "student loses their mind when boyfriend pushes them too far during exam season".

sunwoo laughs again reaching over to run his fingers along your cheek feeling how warm them are. he had wanted to make you laugh, smile, just something to get you to relax. you were so wound up. he was afraid you were going to be like a spring that shattered if he couldn't find the right way to release that tension.

"you just want your own yale sweatshirt, is that it? I'll let you have this one. just think how fucking cute you would look in mine, nothing on under it."

you can't help but to crack a smile causing sunwoo's cheeks to lift towards his eyes getting what he wanted. he was going to get you to chill out if his life depended on it.

"you are impossible kim sunwoo."

"and you study too much. come on..."

words start to fall from your lips when sunwoo stands to collect your book slipping it into your bag putting it over his shoulder but his fingers lace with yours and you can't seem to find the complaint you were looking for. instead you seem to melt under his gaze with a soft sigh.

"where are we going? i have so much studying to do."

"we are going back to my place, where you can study...after I fuck you silly. you'll have to relearn everything, yale will be astounded to receive your application."

sunwoo drags you towards the door as you groan out a laugh at his vulgar words. you can't help but to shake your head even as you try to keep up with his long strides.

"I'm not applying to yale."

"yet, but you might one day and just think you already have a sweatshirt. 'omg sunwoo you are such a good boyfriend, please fuck me tonight.' of course I will baby."

you simply stare at your boyfriend in amusement and disbelief as he plays out both sides of the conversation for you before meeting your eyes. with a laugh he lets go of your hand in place of throwing his arm around your shoulders pulling you close as you both walk in the direction of his dorm.

"I know, I render you speechless. I'll continue that trend tonight."

"how did I fall in love with such a complete idiot?"

sunwoo grins glancing over at you, he leans the couple of inches to press his lips to yours briefly before looking back towards the sidewalk to make sure neither of you would fall under his watch.

"pure luck, baby. you hit the jackpot."

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[bear-remn]

—Deadly eyes concept art v1 ₊ ⊹

Hi! I have been working on my content since i been very inspired and i already have art of my oc's in addition to the dibaboys' opinions about my girls! this is volume 1!

—KIRARI MASAMI ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧

—diaboy´s thoughts on kirari ୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

—shuu:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"such a weird woman, walking like a ghost and bothering me while a sleep.."

"terrible smell, i´d kill her if i could but its such a bother.."

"dont really care, not my problem.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"a lewd woman, not good with words but her eyes and expresions tell me everything i need to know.."

"a little anoying, but i dont want her to stop anoying me.."

"kinda funny and mean when it comes to people she dosent like, basically hot.."

—reiji:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"bad blood and bad manners, such a case.."

"doesnt talk much, but when she open her mouth she only say´s strange thing´s.."

"why would that person send her if her blood is´nt good quality? and as a sacrificial bride?.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"such a needy human, wanting me to hold her while she sleep... "

"even if she is´nt a worthy woman for me, in some ways she turn to be... what i never thought i´d crave..."

"maybe she is not teh worthy woman i always picture, but is enough to be by my side, taking my father´s place with her by my side.."

—ayato:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"yours truly doesnt care for a bad blooded woman.."

"ok? and?.."

"if i ignore her then she isnt here..."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"her blood is ok? but not really yours truly favorite.."

"she thinks is so cool just because she plays basketball and do boxing, she looks rediculous..."

"It's a little outrageous that Mako prefers the company of that woman intead of my company, yours truly is too good for her anyways.."

—kanato:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"who?..."

"such an unpleasant woman, teddy and i couldnt stand being around her.."

"the only good thing about that disgusthing woman are those eyes of her, shiny and clear... i dont have that kind of eyes in my collection hehe.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"still, the only good thing are those eyes, her blood is too thick, not really my taste.."

"she spend too much time with reiji, i hope that when she dies, reiji let´s me take her eyes hehe.."

"she is´nt as anoying as i thought, rather quiet.."

—laito:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"she acts like an abandoned cat, trying to isolate herself from others and acting tough, but cying in silence at nigth.."

"the messier the better.."

"sadly, her blood is terrible and her attitude is boring, what a same.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"reiji make her what she is now but, its odd that now they arent as close as before, funny right?.."

"i see her, how the others watch her as if we dont realize, they will not take her as they please, not that i care, but my big bro does.."

"kirari-chan doesnt make cutes faces as my pretty mako-chan, but i enjoy dessert.."

—subaru:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"the stink its unbreathable, her presence its disgusthing, she is disgusthing.."

"humans are so dumb, so sad and melancolic for no reason.."

"i dont care if she dies, as long as she doesnt make a mess.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"she become emotionally dependent of shu and reiji, but none of them seems to be interested in what she really is.."

"she often hides in the plants but in silence, i appreciate the silence.."

"she doesnt try to kill herself anymore.."

.・。.・゜✭ bonus ✭・゜・。.・

—kirari

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

about shu

"fucking arrogant bitch, hope he choke´s on his own saliva.."

about reiji

"cool, control maniac but kinda cool? acts like a father and speaks funny.."

about ayato

"think he is a big deal but really is just a spoiled brat with a pretty face.."

about kanato

"please never touch me.."

about laito

"fucking weirdo, a little hot without the hat but too scary, he appears out of nowhere everytime and looks like he knows things, dark things.."

about subaru

"pretty boy but those anger issues, idk, too much anger inside one person.."

kirari opinion of the diaboys when she recovers its a secret hehe :p

.・。.・゜✭ ty! ✭・゜・。.・

hope you guys like it! mako comes in the next concep art volume post! if you have any suggestion tell me! i´d appreciate it!

btw the cover was inspired on @ausd art, go check her work it´s precious!

[danger-xylophones]

Hi hi hi! Just found your account and saw your requests were open, I was hoping to request some lotr/the hobbit headcanons? Preferably about a reader who's struggling with depression while on the quest and the others notice their behaviour & give them some comfort/hope. You can do whichever characters you see fit, but if it's okay with you I'd particularly like to see Boromir, Aragorn, Legolas, Thorin, Fili, Kili and Elrond :) thanks a bunch, I hope you have a great day! <3

Howdy, welcome to the shitshow!

Thank you so much for this request! It was really therapeutic to write. Also I apologize if any of these seem ooc.

A lot of the described symptoms are things I've experienced in working through my own depression.

Warnings: depression symptoms, hopelessness, really vague reference to ideation (only in Elrond's)

Can be read as romantic or platonic, gender neutral

masterlist

Boromir

This man can be either the least or most comforting

And it all depends on how close you are when the symptoms rear their collective head

Early on, he’ll offer his ear and listen to your troubles but he can’t do much more besides helplessly shrug and say something akin to ‘we must press on’

He doesn’t outright say ‘suck it up’ but it does feel like that's what he means

BUT once you two become close (either as lovers or friends) he will try everything in his power to help

He’s not super knowledgeable on ailments of the mind, his brother was always a little more aware of the fragility of one’s psyche, but he does know the things that help him feel centered in reality

So, with your permission, he’ll take your hands in his

And squeeze them as hard as he can so your mind is forced to react to your body again

He makes sure he doesn’t hurt you but it is an uncomfortable sensation

“I will not lie to you, I understand very little the extent of your mind’s despair. I know I am afraid and I fear for the future and I know it is different than your fear.”

“Because your fear lies within absence - that there is no point in pushing forward because you cannot see a future not filled with suffering.”

And he’d rest his forehead against yours so you can feel another living being.

“But please, if you cannot see that there is a future where the light shines through unimpeded by darkness, trust that I can.”

“Trust that I see a world where there is peace. Trust that I see you there.”

.........

Aragorn

Listen, this he has his own struggles with depression

He understands the best

Why do you think he lived as a ranger for as long as he did?

Because it satisfied the urge to just vanish and have it be like he’d never existed

But he was fortunate enough to have a support system in Elrond and the lord’s children

They helped him learn that yes, there is great suffering and yes, it is pointless

But life isn’t

And since they’re immortal beings who have seen ages come and go and watched the cycles play out before them - they would know best of all

And it is this exact wisdom he passes on to you one night by the campfire after everyone else has gone to sleep

He hadn’t been able to sleep so he’d gotten up to keep you company during your watch

Only to find you lost in the void of your mind, eyes vacant and staring with a question on your lips

“There is no point.” he’d say as he came to stand beside you. “Suffering simply is.”

“Then why even try?” You hissed in distress

“Because life has a voice of its own that is being drowned out by the suffering. We are trying to raise life’s voice once more.”

“And the darkness of this world doesn’t want us to be quieted. So, it makes us hurt. And grieve. And give up.”

“But if you give up, if you surrender yourself, you do not escape it. You become it. Unfeeling and uncaring.”

“I am already unfeeling-“ you’d scoff

“But would you wish your fate - this emptiness you feel, on another? Would you wish it on Frodo?”

And his words would spark to life the little voice in the back of your mind that so rarely got to speak. And it would cry out ‘no’

“This shroud is no easy thing to be rid of.” He’d take your hands in his. “But you do not have to face it alone.”

Legolas

Legolas is another one who does not entirely understand what you're going through

But that does not stop him

He's a very perceptive elf so the second your demeanor shifts he knows somethings wrong

The moment you show the first sign of a depressive episode, whether that be a sudden loss of appetite, a spike in irritability, or a sudden despondency, he starts asking questions

And through your evasive answers, he keeps pressing the issue because he's a very emotional elf and he wants to make sure you're alright

And one night after making camp he's up in a panic because he can't find you.

Gimli mentions seeing you heading towards the bank of the nearby river and he immediately sets out, thoroughly prepared to scold you for wandering off.

But his admonishment dies on his tongue when he hears you crying

Instant panic - are you hurt? are you upset? overwhelmed? scared?

He races right over to you and grabs you by the shoulders

And since he's quiet enough to sneak up on an owl, he scares the shit out of you

And you nearly deck him on instinct

Except, Legolas is quick to catch your hand in one and cup your face in the other

"Tell me what troubles you, please, for it breaks my heart to see you so distraught."

There's a beat

And you finally break and tell him everything - your fears for the journey, your fears that this will all be for nothing, your fears that once Sauron is gone another great evil will take his place.

Every symptom and every stray dark thought

And he listens intently, cradling your face between his hands as if you will break if puts a modicum of force in his hold.

To his credit, you just might.

"I know that there are not enough words to silence the fear that torments you and robs you of your light. But please, if it would help you, allow me to hold you."

After a consenting nod, he pulls you into an incredibly tight hug and angles your ear over his heart so you can hear its steady beat.

And he just holds you until you're ready to face the others again

Going forward he pays closer attention to you and he makes sure you eat and drink water regularly among other things

He keeps you grounded

.........

Elrond

Elrond is the one who knows what to do to help you

Herald or lord, his approach is largely the same

He pulls you aside one day and takes your hands in his, tethering you to him while he speaks

"Your mind has been troubled. Please, tell me what ails you."

You can try and brush him off - the key word being 'try' of course

He is as persistent as Legolas but more capable than anyone else on this list

But he is subtler than the other elf

If you don't answer him, he starts to just take care of you

If you miss a meal, Elrond brings it to you

And he brings his own little snack so you don't feel weird being the only one eating

If he notices you haven't bathed, he will create the most relaxing bath you've ever had and offer gentle reminders to take care of yourself

Insomnia? He has literally every remedy in the world

And when your mind is a tyrant, he fends it off with reminders that not all hope is lost

And an acknowledgment that while the pain you're in is real, it does not have to be permanent and he will help you move past it

Because he cares about you and he values your life

Even when you don't

He's a healer, after all, let him heal you

He also makes sure to redirect your focus to the little things in life, the fragile things that you can protect

Elrond will make you a depression garden and he will help you maintain it for as long as you need him to

And even after that to always remind you that he loves you and that there are others who love you just as much

Thorin

oh boy

I'm sorry, he has no clue what to do

Very similar to Boromir, actually

At first, he's inclined to tell you to suck it up - or even do the shitty thing of trying to one up you with his problems

But, that will pass, eventually

The shift will coincide with his change in attitude towards you as a part of the company

If you're a dwarf, it won't take as long for him to be willing to hear you out

Hobbit, is a close second, then human, and lastly - elf

Regardless, eventually he will come around and realize that he's being an ass

He's still clueless but now he's at least making an effort to help you

Since he doesn't quite know what to do, he starts by just offering his ear

He tries to be very reassuring about the quest for the arkenstone

It'll get to the point where he opts for physical comfort

A hand to the knee, your back, your arm

When you're closer, he'll press his head against yours to ground you in moments of high stress

Unfortunately he never gets better with his words, everything he says always comes across as gruff and dismissive (despite not actually intending to sound like that)

But he has a comforting presence that he offers freely to you

And he will happily stand up to anyone in the company giving you shit for your symptoms

He has plans to encourage the greatest dwarven healers to start looking into mental health once he reclaims Erebor

.........

Fili

Unlike his uncle, Fili does have a surface level understanding of what you're going through

Honestly, because I headcanon Dis has some form of depression (genetics)

So, he's more aware of what that entails and understands that it's not a moral failing or a personality defect

He treats it like a curable disease - literally like it's a fever that will eventually break

When he notices you're acting off compared to what he'd expect, he'll pull you aside and out of ear shot of the others

"I noticed you've been a little down, lately - need an ear?"

Similar to some others, if you brush him off, he won't let it go - but he's a bit more subtle about it.

"Well, alright then, just know I'm keeping an eye out for you. It's always good to have somebody who's got your back, after all. Oh, like this one time Kili and I-"

He's almost casual about everything??? Like, he doesn't just ignore the fact you're suffering but he's very careful with showing his concern

Because he knows from personal experience that having people all up in your business (even when they mean well) is not fun

He also does a damn good job of keeping the others from overwhelming you

"What's wrong with them?" Dwalin huffs one night.

"Nothing, Master Dwalin," Fili is swift to reply as he ladles a portion of soup into a bowl for you, "they said they've just been feeling the weight of the journey a bit more these past few days. Rest assured, they're fine." The blond dwarf trounces away before any of the others can comment.

That's another thing he does - he brings you food during every meal and he eats with you

He noticed that you wouldn't eat if no one was paying attention to you and you wouldn't if people talked to you during your meal. So, he convinced Thorin to put you and him on watch during meals so you two had a built in excuse to eat in silence together without the rest of the company questioning you.

With time, he helps rebuild your hope through simple companionship and the normalization of your illness.

He knows you've got fragile pieces but you're not made of glass and he's not your savior.

He's your support

Kili

Clueless but somehow still helpful

He like...doesn't notice something's wrong???

Like genuinely, he thinks you're just like that and his whole thought process is 'yeah, they're a bit different, but I think they're cool'

I mean, how long did he call Bilbo 'Mr. Boggins' without realizing he was saying it differently?

Fili's probably the one that tells him that your odd habits are symptoms of depression

And he's just like 'oh' and then proceeds to ask what the hell that means

He hunts you down and is like 'why didn't you tell me you were sick????'

And then comes the not so fun part of explaining to him what you're actually going through

He does accidentally do the thing where he treats you like you can't take care of yourself but that doesn't last long

But he does ping pong back and forth between being genuinely helpful and being so clueless

It takes you sitting him down again and explaining to him that while you recognize that he wants to be helpful, he's stressing you the hell out

He will finally settle into his role as this supportive, comforting distraction

He's the type to crack jokes with you when you're feeling particularly down

The first time it happened, you'd gotten a little angry at him but he persisted and startled you which inadvertently helped shake you out of your slump long enough to realize you were in one and that there were steps you could take to make you feel better

And now, whenever you feel particularly hopeless - you go to Kili so he can distract you from the torment of your own mind