#you’ll pry this idea from my cold dead hands

[flysafepapi]

no thoughts, only Buck and Eddie, but with Judd and Grace’s straight out of a romcom origin story.

[ladybirdswritings]

Pretty Thing - Cooper Howard (Ghoul) x Reader

Summary: You're a shiny, pretty prize worth more caps than can be counted on ten hands altogether. There's something special about you, and the Ghoul is determined to figure out just what it is.

Notes: I caved, so here is part 2 <3! Lmk if u love this and I'll write more (feel free to leave me lots of comments and interactions, they motivate me!!)

pt. 1 | A03 | masterlist

pretty thing | 2…

“Please kindly rectify that you did not kidnap this innocent lady and you’re just— borrowing her.”

Their voices were a muffled, incoherent sound. Like ocean waves, rising and falling into pocketed parts of your brain.

“Well sweetie, I could go on n’ lie to you if it helps ya’ sleep better. Then again, I don’t much care how good you sleep.”

The sound of hissing air being breathed in with a moan, and exhaled with a grunt followed those words. The voice was familiar. Sudden, hazy flashes of the Ghoul circling you like a shark reentered your hectic mind. The other voice… it belonged to the doe-eyed brunette.

“Coop, kidnapping is wrong. Besides, what use do we have for another responsibility? What’s left of the NCR would have gladly taken her in as one of their own. Another vault, even, a good one! You’re robbing her of that choice!”

A gruff, deep hum left the Ghoul’s lips.

“Doll, I don’t give a rat’s ass bout’ the NCR. I ain’t no saint, vaultie. Rough economy these days n’ she looks like a useful lil’ thing, don’t she? Besides— she’s in a far better place than the one those underground skillet boys you like to fuck had her holed up in.“

Warmth was encasing your wounded skin, prickling at your senses. It was the most alive you’d felt… the closest you’d been to consciousness in months. Yet, you couldn’t quite pry your gaze apart.

“It’s just wrong…” the brunette whispered after a long moment’s pass.

No matter how wrong it was, well, the Ghoul didn’t much care. He knew well that Lucy would be on her way soon and he couldn’t do much to stop her. Now, he had been a lone wolf for centuries but— there was something about company that made him feel less ghoulish and more— human.

Silently, he liked that.

“You find that tin-lover of yours?” The Ghoul asked, hoping to steer Lucy’s mind away from her moral dilemmas. It worked, because her gaze lit up once more.

“Nope! But I did find some leads. Once we make our way to the city where we were headed, I’ll detour for approximately four days and then if all goes well, I’ll find you again! But with Maximus… doesn’t it sound amazing?”

The city?

“Hm. Guess so. Only thing is, tin-man could be dead by time we get to the city. Now— if I was you, I’d get gone and find him fore’ those roaches start to pick him apart.” There was a mischievous kind of joy at the idea of it, and it was laced proudly in his voice.

Silence again, warmth prickling stronger. Closer.

“But what about you, Coop?”

His laugh was a hoarse, aged and cold sound. As if to say everything his words could not. Lucy understood it immediately. She knew well that the Ghoul could hold his own. He’d done it for 200 and some years, after all. Perhaps she’d grown comfortable working as a team. Perhaps…

But Maximus…

“You’re right. Better to get a head start… what about the girl? She’s high profile. You know those keepers are gonna come right after you and they won’t stop. Us vault-dwellers can be incredibly persistent about the things we are passionate for.”

You couldn’t see it— not while you slumbered, but the Ghoul could only smirk at sweet Lucy’s words. Proud and mangled.

“Oh I know, sweetie. N’ don’t you worry bout’ pretty thing over there. She’s gon’ be well taken care of.”

A threat? A promise? An idea? Perhaps all three— perhaps all at once.

“…right. Look, I grabbed this on my way out. It’s a file— her file. Maybe you’ll figure out what you should do after you read it.”

As if the Ghoul hadn’t figured it out entirely already.

Pretty thing was worth something.

You were worth something. So? He’d do whatever he needed to so to get whatever the fuck made you so special out of you, and he’d drown in caps for it. Enough caps to buy him another century worth of yellow vials. Another century to find his family.

“Mm. Get goin’, MacLean.”

With a nod, she did— bidding farewell to dogmeat and sparing her partner another cautious glance before the sandy dunes engulfed her. Off to the city.

For the second time since you’d met him, you found yourself all alone with the mangled Ghoul. Only, you weren’t strong enough to truly see him just yet…

Pity. Cause he? Well…

He was looking right through you…

🏷️’s @isabellekenway

[tdutchartist]

In my canon, as soon as Mash knows what it’s like to cuddle he quite literally cannot be stopped

And you’ll have to pry that idea from my cold, dead hands

[ennawrite]

just wait until those Rhysta antis hear about Tamsand. Rhysta is a fun idea that we know could never, ever happen in canon text.

But Tamsand? That’s a ship I really do think could have been plausible in a pre book one world. Like the possibilities are endless when it comes to Tamlin & Rhysand (prior to the murdering each other’s family fiasco, ofc). Even now, they have the energy of past scorned lovers.

You’ll have to pry these ships from my cold, dead hands.

[spineless-lobster]

Ok so I gotta tell you this, but an irl friend and I were discussing fandoms, and how sometimes you can totally overestimate how famous someone actually is, and I said about being in not really niche but not massive fandoms and being so excited when someone big in the fandom follows me, only for it to turn out that they're not an internet celebrity after all. They're just kinda big in the fandom, that's it.

And then we started talking about ghosts and about whether we'll stay in the fandom even once the frenzy about the final series has died down (I will), and who we think will stay in the fandom with me, and I said that there were some people in the fandom who were only minorly invested, and there were some who posted a LOT about ghosts, so those last people will probably stay on.

And then my friend looked at me and said 'is this about spineless-lobster?'

So yeah. We think of you as the epitome of ghosts. the ultimate ghosts blog. the bbc ghosts celebrity. all hail spineless-lobster!

(I wasn't talking about you either, which was the funniest thing. I was just talking generally. I always see @natequarter and @ginevralinton as BBC ghosts celebrities as well as you).

Wowza that’s definitely an honour!!!

I feel like a little boy saying “gee wilikers, sir! You really think I’ll make it out in the big city?” while being completely unaware that my face is on a billboard behind me

I still have no idea what caused me to get so popular, I was just a teenager desperate for fandom interaction and now I’m a teenager contributing to the fandom interaction lol

Being described as “the epitome of ghosts” is the most flattering thing anyone has ever told me thank you!!!

It’s also weird to think that people just like… know about me? Like “oh yeah spineless-lobster the ghosts captain blog” I don’t mind at all, if anything I think it’s really cool! Like do the people on ghosts twitter know about me? (I’ve seen a few of my posts on pinterest so I know the girlies on there have seen me)

And yes don’t worry I will definitely be posting after ghosts is over, you’ll have to pry that show from my cold dead hands

But yeah, I don’t think I’ll ever personally see myself as a fandom celebrity, I’ll keep the title though! As long as people aren’t afraid to approach me, at the end of the day I’m just a normal person who’s very autistic about this silly show lmao

[wanted-game-if]

Coming up with names for IFs,Poems,Fanfics {No i will never share my fanfics you’ll pry them from my cold dead hands} is the hardest part of creating things for me-

anyway i have like 5 name ideas for my side IF

[fandomhopping]

Ok but you can pry Medic! Rise Leo form my cold dead hands so... what's you're take on how he came to be the medic? Also just imagine him and '12 Donnie needing out over chemicals and formulas

First off leo is the medic, I CAN AND WILL DIE ON THAT HILL

2nd:

————————

Leo medic headcannons!

all versions I’ve watched

——————

Rottmnt:

Splinter used to do first aid when they were tots

Leo became curious

Leo watched splinter work one time and fell in love with the idea of being the medic!

I mean he had to be a part of the team somehow! More than just the face!

Then Donnie made them phones and got wifi going on the lair

Leo spent most of his time learning medical things online (just one look at his search history and you’ll know.

eventually took an online medical course (post invasion) aced it.

———————

Tmnt 2012:

Leo accidentally hit Mikey too hard while training

cried for like ten minutes

felt he had to make it right

Helped splinter a lot with medical whosits and whatsits

learned medical tricks from doctor shows that would come on sometimes. (And occasionally stole Donnie’s books!)

———————

Tmnt 2003:

Man’s felt responsible for his siblings from day one

if he wasn’t around them, they could hurt themselves

learned healing from splinter and donnie

knows basic first aid, cpr, Heimlich maneuver, how to set a dislocated joint in place, and stitches!

some injuries he’s had to fix

some he did himself

(when Mikey swears Leo gasps in mom, slaps him upside the head with the nearest sandal)

———————

Enjoy!

[imogenkol]

— WIP WEDNESDAY

tagged by @inafieldofdaisies and @socially-awkward-skeleton to post a wip! Thank you!!

no pressure tags to: @detectivelokis @corvosattano @marivenah @shegetsburned @simonxriley @jacobseed @minaharkers @roofgeese @unholymilf @aceghosts @jinfromyarikawa @chuckhansen @queennymeria @risingsh0t @jendoe @phillipsgraves @sstewyhosseini @florbelles @nokstella @indorilnerevarine @rhetoricalrogue + anyone else who might wanna share a wip!

I’ve been slowly chiseling away at my wips through my COVID haze, so have some drama I’ve been cooking up:

Luthen waved his hand and turned on his heel. “Take a walk with me, Bix.”

“What’s going on?” she asked warily as she fell into step beside him.

“I figured you should hear it from me before word spreads around.” He took in a deep breath that straightened his spine, but refused to look at the mechanic. “The mission was successful, but Imogen won’t be coming back. She… Well, she achieved the redemption she sought. The rebellion will benefit from her sacrifice.”

It took a moment for Bix to fully understand. Her steps faltered as her heart plummeted, her blood running so abruptly cold that everything around her swayed for a terrifying moment. “How do you know she’s…?” 

Luthen halted as well, it seemed his gaze shifted to anywhere other than Bix. “Her ship was shot down before it breached the atmosphere.”

“And you sent someone to search the wreckage?”

A steely, unreadable expression landed on Bix and stayed there for what felt like eternity, locking her in place and forcing her to hear his next words. Luthen shook his head resolutely and said “No need. I saw it myself, no one could have survived that explosion.”

Bix narrowed her eyes. Luthen’s tone sounded far too tense with an edge sharp enough to cut the air between them. She realized a warning lay buried beneath his facade. He did not want her to pry any further. Just like that, all of the pieces fell into place and she saw right through him. “I know what this is.” 

“And what is this?”

“It was you,” Bix accused, heat flaring up her neck as her fists clenched. “You’ve been waiting for a reason to cut Imogen loose and she gave it to you when she killed Gorst. I didn’t think you were stupid enough to waste an asset like her, but I guess that makes me a fool, too.”

Luthen remained still, much like Imogen did whenever Bix to put her on the spot. “Don’t presume to think you understand anything.”

The mechanic advanced aggressively. A huge part of her wanted nothing more than to take a swing at him. To grab him by the shoulders and shake him and make him regret what he took from her. But Bix still struggled to make sense of this loss. She didn’t want to believe it. She couldn’t. “She can help us win this war.”

“She would have helped us lose it!” he shouted. Suddenly it felt like Luthen grew a foot taller, bearing down on Bix as if she were a child. “Someone with her kind of power and her darkness can never be controlled. It can be channeled, yes, but only briefly. That couldn’t have been done without you, but it was just a matter of time before we were all swept up in her destructive wake as well. I did you a favor, Bix. She would have grown bored of this life. She would have grown bored of you.”

Bix leaned in close. Her eyes burned and her voice shook as much as the rest of her, but she didn’t care. “You have no idea how wrong you are. I’m going to find her. If she’s alive, I won’t stop whatever retribution she has planned for you. And if she really is dead…” her chest seized painfully at the prospect, but she did not waver. “Then you’ll have me to deal with.”

[satanstruemistress]

@technomaestro You have no idea what you’ve just unleashed 😂😂😂

Between my roommate and I, we have 6 of the little bastards! (Affectionate)

Here they all are:

That particular one is mine. Her name is Pumpkin Leigh, she’s the only girl, and she was found outside my mom’s old house. She adopted me. She’s obsessed with me. All the boys look at her like she’s the reigning queen. (She is). She has zero interest in returning to her stray ways. She takes one look at the outdoors and goes “Ew, no thanks”. Addicted to cat nip. Plays fetch. Like a weirdo.

(Punkin on a Punkin)

This confused looking fellow is Oliver George. He’s my roommate’s cat. I love him. He hates humans in general? He has a crumply ear because he had a boo-boo of some sort. It got fixed, and it gives him character. He likes Pumpkin and my sister. He tolerates everyone else. If he escapes the house it’s at least an hour getting him back in, and it often ends with someone (me) getting shredded. He looks at me and says “You’ll never take me alive!” And proceeds to fight with all his ten-pound might. And then is super sweet when I finally return him to the house.

2-for-1 special, this is Jack Daniel (black) and Potter Maxwell (orange) they’re brothers from the same litter. Mom was a short haired calico and Dad was a long haired black cat. Jack got mom’s coat and dad’s color, Potter got mom’s color and dad’s coat. They’ve never been apart a day in their lives. Potter has the worst RBF I’ve ever seen on a cat, and Jack will only let you love on him while you’re trying to wash your hands. Any time Ollie escapes, Jack has a meltdown when he comes back in, because apparently he doesn’t recognize him.

This is Sylvester James and I think he needs 3 pictures to really hit home how fuckin’ insane his transformation was. We found him outside a friend’s house, and we thought he was just a normal sized escapee, bc he looked healthy enough, but then he got fed regularly and a safe place and he turned into that enormous, majestic, long-haired beast. He’s so soft. It’s like petting a cloud. He also talks a lot for no reason. Also an occasional prison breaker. If Ollie refuses to go quietly, Sylvester is the opposite. If he escapes you can just pick him up and you can hear his little pea brain go “Rats! *finger snapping noise* Foiled again!”

This fucking chaos gremlin is the baby, Floki Alexander. My roommate’s ex bf left him with us when he got dumped until he could get stable. He’s so sweet. He’s fucking insane. He’s almost three, and still has insane kitten energy. Loves kisses and cuddles and unattended glassware. If there’s a cup left sitting, Floki will knock it off and break it. Sits by the door, contemplates escaping. Ultimately does not.

Bonus:

This is Daisy Mae, she’s technically my brother’s dog but she’s really not friendly so he couldn’t keep her where he was living, so I took her and I’m working on socializing her better. He will have to pry her out of my cold, dead hands if he ever wants her back.

She loves her kitties so much. She gets kisses and snuggles and ear cleanings from them.

She’s also fucking rotund because the only way my ex-roommate could get her to warm up to him was by human food. She’s on a diet now, and we go for walks.

I was going to add more pictures to really solidify how cute they all are, but alas there’s a 10 picture limit on mobile apparently.

[westofessos]

Now watching Collision! Here we go (under the cut cause it got really long):

Tony’s on commentary for Collision? Okay, I’m cool with that

Metalingus is a fantastic fucking song

Oh wow does Christian look good in that shirt. Goddamn.

The ‘Christian will you be my father?’ sign 😂

“Hit the bricks” “get to steppin” loving these coming from Christian

If not Luchasaurus or Jack Perry or whatever, I’m gonna need Adam to be the one to take that TNT belt off of Christian

Bryan!!

Luchasaurus and Nick Wayne banned from ringside. Fantastic

Ricky and Bill?? What the fuck do you two have to do with any of this

Oh right his whole thing with Bryan

“It’s your stupid silk slacks dumbass” “and you took it from the Rock” oh shit Adam

“That really sent me over the edge” I will never get tired of the dumb Edge jokes

I would absolutely love a Bryan/Adam team up. LOVE.

FTR? Really?

Oh cry me a fucking river you idiots

Oooh it’s brawl time

Well this inevitable eight man tag match is gonna be interesting

Oh I love that they played MJF’s Stand Up to Jewish Hate video package

CJ Perry is so gorgeous, my god

I do not like the ROH ring announcer at all

DANHAUSEN!!!!

Oh my god he said it’s almost time, I’m so excited

Juice!!

That son of a bitch needs to give Max his belt back

Wow, all of the tape on Cardblade. Poor Cock Strong

Oh my god the ring

Down on one knee and everything

“Nigel you don’t think-” 😂

The MJF chant 🥹

I swear to god if he takes the ring from Max I will lose my shit

And if Jay fucking White takes the belt from him I might actually have a breakdown

That motherfucker saying he has no friends, I swear to god I hope Max kicks his ass so hard

Dustin’s back!! It would be so fucking fantastic if he (or honestly anybody else) beat Juice in the battle royale

Don’t really like adding him to the long list of people trying to kill Max though

The “we’ve been trios champions for ___ days” thing is so good

“If it’s a thing to you, it’s a thing for all of us” awww

BILLY AND ANTHONY TRYING TO HELP CASTER 🥹 “just be a gentleman” I’m dying this is so sweet

Renee losing her shit was so funny

I adore Daddy Magic and Cool Hand Ang but Daniel Garcia can fuck off

. . . I do not care about Skye Blue at all

But never mind about that because IT’S STAT TIME!!!!

I’m pretty sure she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen

“What’re you doing? This isn’t you” oh Stat 😢

I love that Stat is out here just giving literally everyone she wrestles the best matches of their careers

Okay they can turn Skye Blue heel all they want but they cannot turn Willow heel, that’s ridiculous. Her joy is stronger than that black shit

And you’ll have to pry Staturday Nightingale out of my cold dead hands

OUT OF MY COLD DEAD HANDS TONY

Oh Kenny vs Kyle is gonna be good

Yeah I’m really not in any hurry for Rush and his buddies to come back

Turbo Floyd is definitely on the list of worst wrestling names of all time

I really like that they have storylines from ROH progress (or even just reference them) on AEW TV

Sting on Wednesday?? Fuck yeah

Oh my god the render for Nick Wayne’s mom

Ooh that Mistico video package was fantastic

Time for Bryan vs Christian, this is going to be awesome

‘Christian did nothing wrong’ 😂

Oh shit, no time limit? Is that the first time they’ve ever actually said that? I feel like it might be. Like sure, they always ‘go as long as it takes’ but I don’t remember ever hearing them say that

“Necks by Christian Cage” “Who’s gonna sun this match, and why is it Christian Cage?” “Doesn’t need to mat wrestle a clam digger” Nigel is the best

I really need Excalibur on this show because I have no idea what so much of the stuff Bryan is doing is called and I would really like to

Love seeing Nigel on his feet in the background just losing his shit

That was a great match

Oh brawl #2

That was a really great show! Can’t wait for Wednesday

[freneticfloetry]

For the fruit emoji ask game please Courtney:

🥭 Rank from most enjoyable/fun to write to least: Fluff, Smut, Angst, Crack.

🍏 Is there something you overuse, whether it’s a certain phrase, trope, or piece of punctuation?

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.

But of course, my dear Rae!

🥭 Rank from most enjoyable/fun to write to least: Fluff, Smut, Angst, Crack. Oof. Shocking no one, Angst is my favorite, as long as it has a happy (or hopeful) ending. Shocking myself, I’m actually going to say Smut next! Then Crack, because fun, and finally Fluff, which is my kryptonite.

🍏 Is there something you overuse, whether it’s a certain phrase, trope, or piece of punctuation? So many things, honestly. There’s my longstanding alliteration problem, which is something that can never be fixed. Like so many of us, I am an em dash bitch, and you’ll have to pry that precious punctuation from my cold dead hands. And while I was well aware of my overuse of the word “just,” I also tend to lean heavily on “that,” which is something I did not know about myself until very recently and am actively trying to remedy.

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions. Does it still shock anyone present at this point that my blorbo is one Carlos Reyes? First and foremost, I love making him the world’s most unreliable narrator (because I think he has a somewhat skewed and often unkind view of himself that colors the way he thinks other people — particularly the people he loves — actually see him). I love the idea that he’s the baby by a significant margin, and that his sisters were long gone from the house by the time he came out. I really love giving him a special bond with one of his abuelos, and that relationship significantly informing who he is as an adult — in to build a home it was Gabriel’s mom, who lived with them for a long time and even shared a room with Carlos when he was a child, but I’ve got things brewing that feature Gabriel’s father and Andrea’s mother, with the latter very much alive. I’ve said it before, but I fully believe that Carlos is a July-born Cancer, and it does influence the way I write him, especially where family and fears and feelings of self-worth are concerned. And any Carlos I write will always call out TK’s lack of rhythm at some point, but still find it stupidly endearing.

[itsrenactually]

Trans posting

I just love being trans so much. Taking my hormones makes me so happy. I love being a girl. I love being Ren. Being a man never worked for me and I never knew why. The idea that anyone thinks you can exterminate us - that we’ll disappear just because you hate us - is patently absurd. We’re here, we’re queer, we will not and cannot be destroyed. I’ll fight to my last breath to be who I am. Now that I’ve tasted the life I can have, you’ll have to pry my pills from my cold, dead hands.

Death before detransition.

[obi-kenobitch]

New Fanfic Drop ✨

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33285295/chapters/82649983

I have been… writing 👀

Namely, Fix-It Fics, because there need to be more and they need to exist right now.

Also this is the first fanfic I have written in almost… 2 years? So, if this is rough I sincerely apologise I am ✨💖~trying~💖✨

& @monikins come get y’all juice, i finally posted it🧃

[levis-little-nuggie]

hi! i just saw the post about requests and could you write some fluffy sex headcanons with the brothers? we don't really see stuff like that so i thought i'd ask

Bless you nonny for the request 💜💜 this uh, turned out a lot longer than I had anticipated, probably because I haven't written anything in a good while 😅

Asmo and Belphie will have their own posts 💜

Nsft, obviously, so everything is under the Read More. I made the reader as gender neutral and inclusive as I could. Please let me know if at any point, I was exclusive.

Fluffy Sex Headcanons of the Demon Brothers

(minus Asmo and Belphie)

Lucifer

This man will top or bottom solely dependent upon what you want. Sex with him is moreso about pleasing his partner than just getting off. His preferences are fine tuned to your desires and your body’s limits. Lucifer’s sin feeds off of the immense pride a lover feels when they know you and your body better than you do

He may act cold and aloof in public and in front of others, coming off as stoic and arrogant, but it’s a completely different story behind closed doors.

However you want him, he’ll comply. You’ve done the impossible and captured his heart.  Don’t let this old man and his brown shoes fool you, he’ll drown you in passion.

He’ll gladly play the Dom role, but he’ll also gladly be your sub as well.

If you’re into BDSM and prefer him to Dom, you can expect an intensive aftercare routine that would rival Asmo’s. It’s not that he doesn’t like hurting you or pushing you to your limits, he just wants to reward you for being so good for him and wants to remind you how much he loves you.

If you’re into BDSM and prefer to Dom yourself, go crazy! While you would be capable of marking and bruising his skin, you can’t physically hurt or break him beyond light scratches. He can break out of whatever restraints you put him, even if they are demon-grade. You would need actual spells to diminish his strength to put him on par with a lower-class demon if you wanted him to actually feel any real pain, but if it’s what you want, he’ll do it. Expect a conversation beforehand about what you want and how he can do that for you. He wants there to be clear communication so he knows how best to serve you in the moments to come.

Sure the sex is fantastic, but he’ll show you how much he loves you in the tender moments after. The afterglow is his favorite part, both of you basking in the remnants of pleasure coursing through you, the physical numbness, and the swell of feel-good chemicals swirling through your bodies. This is when he’ll hold you closest, pepper your skin with kisses unable to stop himself, he’ll play with your hair if you have it, his eyes will be bright, his smile will be unrestrained. He may even start humming a long-forgotten lullaby or your favorite song as he rests his head against your chest, hearing your heartbeat in blissful content until one of you decides it’s time to get cleaned up.

No matter how long the day has been, the amount of hours he’s put into all that damn paperwork, he’ll always make time to pamper you after sex. If you prefer to shower alone, he’ll let you go first and have the bed ready with new, clean sheets and clean towels set out for you when you’re done. Prefer to sleep with pajamas? He has a drawer dedicated to your favorite things along with some new ones he bought for you.

Mammon

Ah yes, the tsundere. The dumbass in the streets, dumbass in the sheets. The one who has more hair-brained ideas than he does fingers and toes in one week. One of the greatest banes of Lucifer’s existence.

His push and pull personality might have you questioning the validity of his feelings, but I believe that Mammon wouldn’t be partaking in fluffy sex at all unless he was absolutely smitten.

With how his brothers treat him, he’s reluctant to open his heart to you and fully accept that at some point, you won’t start insulting him either. However, equipped with the sin of greed, Mammon’s completely helpless when you compliment and reassure him. 

His standoffish attitude is a front, a feeble attempt to keep up his reputation as “The Great Mammon,” but he’s got himself wrapped around your finger before he even realizes it and that facade would melt away instantly at your smallest of smiles, a kiss on his cheek or back of his hand, a surprise compliment, anything that makes his heart skip a beat. 

Of the brothers, he has one of the weakest composers around you mainly because he’s also one of the horniest. 

Sex with Mammon can be rushed;  a quickie between classes, a broken composure that has him feeling dehydrated for you, a clash of tongues and teech and a burning desire that encompasses both of you until you find release.

However, the sweetest and fluffiest sex with Mammon would be when either of you are feeling emotionally vulnerable. 

He’ll treat you like you’re the greatest treasure to have ever existed in all three realms, with a delicacy as if you’re fragile because he knows he can be careless and reckless. He’ll be in his head a lot making sure he’s taking care of you, that you feel good, doing his damndest to keep you satisfied so there’s no room in your heart to doubt him. He’ll do whatever it takes to keep that sparkle in your eye when you look at him, to never lose you and never have to experience the day you realize his brothers have been right all along. 

And I mean he’ll do whatever and however. Any wish is his command, but you’ll have more work cut out for you if you suggest the both of you participating in a threesome or more. He wants you all to himself, it’s his greed, but it’s your reassurance and validation that will have him like putty in your hand. 

He’s more than okay with both of you falling asleep in your mess, but more often than not, he’ll wait until you’ve dozed off to clean up. In these moments, he takes the time to worship every inch of your skin, like polishing a priceless jewel. His intentions are pure, most of the time, he just likes to wait till you’re asleep so there’s no chance for you to tease him about it. It also allows his greed to soak up your peaceful expression, the way your body reaches out to him after he’s finished cleaning and comes back to curl up next to you. 

There’s a secret photo album hidden on his phone filled with pictures of the both of you like this, your lashes against your cheeks, your freckles or sun spots, any blemishes or scars that he’s covered in kisses countless of times, your hand in his and vice versa, memories of how sweet and tender your love is, filled with emotions he struggles to put into words. 

Leviathan

It all depends how you play your cards with this one. Teasing him is easy and it’ll get him all flustered, but pair that with his raging horniness and you’ll be walking a fine line between a Dom or sub Levi.

However, if it’s fluffy and sweet sex you want, treat him gently and he’ll return the favor. It’ll take a bit of time and effort to get here, on both your parts, but if you’re willing to put in the work, he’ll make it worth it. Like Mammon, this means sex will be its fluffiest when either both of you or one of you is emotionally vulnerable.

We’ve recently been blessed by the devs on a cannon description of his tail, confirming that it is snake-like with scales. This also means, however, that his tail is sensitive to touch and he has full control of its movements. During a more sweet intimacy, he likes to wrap his tail around a limb, your arm or your leg. It’s only when he’s in Dom or sub mode that he likes to use his tail in a more active manner.

It’s important for him, whether he realizes it or not, that during these moments, that he’s the one touching you, not his tail. If you ask him to use his tail too much during sex, he’ll start to think that you’re only with him because of his tail.

He’ll want to see you even though his room is dimly lit. He also knows his tub bed might not be the most comfortable so he’ll invest in a mattress to put on the floor by the tank, and a few fluffy blankets, from the Ruri-chan line of course, to keep you warm and comfortable so you’ll never want to leave his room, just like him.

He prefers any position that has the two of you lying together, with your face in clear view because he can’t get enough of the faces you make because of the pleasure he’s responsible for making you feel. He’ll be more focused on your voice, your body language, your reactions to reassure him he’s doing something right.

To see your naked skin kissed with the reflection of the water from the tank is his favorite part. He actually got a nosebleed the first time he saw you like that. 

Sex with the otaku is a learning experience that requires patience and repetitive reassurance. He’s certain that no one could ever love him, and it’s going to cost a lot of mental energy, and it can be disheartening at times where it seems he’s not made any progress in loving himself at all, but you’ll both also have an opportunity to create something truly beautiful between the two of you. Falling in love with your best friend, and having your feelings returned with all their heart is one of the most beautiful things to ever experience.

Satan

I like to imagine that Satan is akin to that tiger DILF in Zootopia looking at his tablet while on the train, you know, the one who looks like he’ll take good care of you? Listen, during one of his Devilgram stories, the man pitches a tent (like an actual tent, not a boner you guys) and makes both of you cups of hot chocolate. You can pry this hc out of my cold, dead hands.

Sex with Satan is actually more often fluffy and sweet than anyone would assume because he’s the Avatar of Wrath. Just like all the other brothers, Satan is more than his sin. That being said, Satan is still CEO of Angry Sex™ but he’s also more intune to his own feelings than the rest of his brothers. 

It’s after his more violent fits of rage that he’s seeking your comfort. It’s difficult for him to come down from his wrath; the worse the fit is, the more broken and twisted he feels. He didn’t like coming to you at first because he knows how mentally draining it can be for a human to deal with someone like that, but you’ve insisted in your endearing and stubborn way that he can and needs to rely on you more. You threatened to find all the sources proving your point for the success of any relationship and he eventually gave in, accepting your kindness and your love.

In turn, he provides you with an arsenal of reading material and spells you can arm yourself with for a plethora of reasons; mainly self-defense against demons, a history of successful and failed attempts to prank Lucifer, as well as guides for subjects in class to help you study.

Unlike his previous brothers, sex with Satan is more about the pleasure you both feel. Of course he’ll still be mindful of your pleasure, but he can also get lost in his own desire. No matter how far gone he is, you know that the moment you utter the safeword, he’ll stop immediately and assess the situation. The safeword is actually a simple spell that he’d found when you two started getting more intimate.

On days he’s feeling extra playful, he’ll dress up for you; a collar with a bell, cat ears, a butt plug with a tail attached. He loves to be your little kitty cat, and will practically foam at the mouth if you ever dressed up like a slutty cat for him, but this doesn’t lead to fluffy smut times.

While he has no issues with PDA, Satan reserves his more soft and fluffy side for when you two are totally alone. He’s proactive in looking up cute date ideas and is the type to go all out turning his bed or his floor into a nest of pillows and blankets, cups of tea, hot chocolate, coffee, whatever you prefer, a variety of little snacks, and turn his wall into a projection screen to watch old-fashioned black and white romance movies. 

For Satan, it’s the moments leading up to the sweet intimacy filled with love and adoration that are his favorites. Being the reason your face brightens, tears of happiness well in the corner of your eyes, the way your smile makes his heart stutters, Satan loves showing you how much you mean to him mainly because he knows he’s not the best with words. He could recite any poem of strings of song lyrics, but he believes actions speak louder than words.

He actually prefers for you to have control in these moments; there’s less of a chance he could hurt you and it’s another way to prove his love. He’ll only ever bottom for you. He was reluctant at first, but it’s like you opened his eyes to a whole new world he didn’t know about. He still likes to act like he's a cat and you're his mouse, but he also likes it when you take over and make him bow to your whim. You've gained his trust as well as his heart and he believes that the power dynamic in a relationship should be balanced.

During the most intimate moments, either right after sex or waking up together in the morning after sleeping in, you'll both enter this Cat Speak mode. One of you will start, just a cute little "mrow?" and you'll go back and forth entertaining a semblance of a conversation but without saying anything. There's no actual conversation happening, it's just the two of you making cat noises at each other, giggling and riding the high of this special intimacy specially reserved for these moments of bliss.

Beel

Let’s be honest, 9 times out of 10 your sex with the sixth-born will be fluffy and sweet. He’s like the personified version of a golden retriever. He loves you and has the instinct to want to take care of you. You’re such a small, delicate human, and his brothers love you too so when you’re in Beel’s care, he makes sure you’re satisfied more than just sexually. 

Anything you’re willing to give him, he’ll accept wholeheartedly expressing his love and gratitude in the form of huge grins, hugs, a hearty chuckle, and peppering kisses across your face. 

Even though he’s not as sexually active as some of his brothers, once you get this big guy started, be prepared to cancel any plans you have for the rest of the day… and also the day after just to be safe. He has the most energy and will keep going until he’s had you against every solid surface in his room, minus Belphie’s furniture of course. Regardless of your size or how you look, he’ll make you feel weightless as he carries you around the room effortlessly

He loves the way you taste, gliding his tongue over your skin like you’re an ice-cream cone that never melts, he’s actually growled a number of times when you tried pulling yourself away from him. His eyes had turned shades darker than normal before you snapped him out of it. He would apologize profusely and kill the mood so as to make sure he’s in the right headspace and you’re okay. 

This has only happened a few times, but he still loves to taste every inch of you whenever he has you all to himself. He leaves you covered in hickeys and love bites and even though he’ll apologize, you know he feels absolutely no shame in his brother’s reactions to seeing you covered the next day. 

His favorite part is helping you ride out your orgasm with his mouth. He knows he’s more skilled with his mouth anyway and just, the man cannot get enough of you or your taste. Depending on where he’s at when you orgasm, if he’s close, he’ll paint your skin in his release, and then clean up the mess and drag you in for snuggles. If he’s not quite there yet, he’ll assess your energy levels and wait until you’re ready to go again or keep going, depending on who topped or bottomed. He’s all about consent and wants to join you when you’re fully blissed out regardless if he’s finished or not (meaning he’ll deny his own release in order to lie with you).

Aftercare comes almost second nature to him. He’s already carrying you to the bathroom and soaking you off in the shower before you realize it. The warm water and his large hands invade your senses and he urges you to let go, to let him take care of you and it’s like a dream. His calloused hands offer a sort of comforting roughness that keeps you grounded. If you want shower sex, you’ll have to initiate it.

Actually, that’s pretty accurate for Beel. You want sex? You’re either going to have to initiate it or tell him straight out. Poor guy does not take hints well as he is very oblivious.

[uppermocns-moved]

if you’re taking requests maybe roadtrips with eren, jean, armin and connie?

road trips

oh my god this is the greatest idea i’ve ever heard. 

eren, jean, armin, connie + road trips

(going on a road trip with all four of them at the end)

cw: fairly gender-neutral, modernverse, weed references

𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗿

eren insists on driving the whole time, no matter how long the trip is.

his phone is plugged into the aux because “my car, my rules” but he doesn’t complain when you unlock his phone and start picking songs. 

forcing him to pull into a drive-through so he can eat real food, not just the 44 oz of mountain dew and monster energy he got from the gas station before you left.

hand-feeding him french fries.

playing i spy when it’s too dark to see anything, or on long highway stretches where the scenery doesn’t change. 

“i spy... something blue.” “is it the sky?” “you’re so good at this, babe.”

it’s very easy to talk him into impulsive detours, even if they’re in the opposite direction – he may be the one driving, but he’s relying solely on you for instructions. just tell him where you’re going and he’ll take you there.

“___ is only a two hour drive from here! we should go!” “yeah? okay.” 

driving with the windows down and enjoying the cool nighttime air.

car-camping in national parks – putting the seats down in the back and throwing together your bed for the night, sitting on the hood of his car to look at the stars with no light pollution, getting baked and watching a dumb show off his phone before going to sleep. 

at this point, eren realizes he forgot to pack his phone charger so you’ve gotta share.

getting breakfast together. eren’s not a morning person, but he can’t be grumpy when you’re looking so cute and sleepy in one of his hoodies. 

eren driving with one hand on the wheel and the other holding yours, occasionally lifting it up for a kiss as a silent thank you for being there with him. as if you’d dream of being anywhere else. 

𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻

listening to the radio to keep things spontaneous, usually the classic rock stations. 

jean taking his hands off the wheel because he needs to air-bass along.

listening to true crime podcasts when the radio cuts out – it’s funny watching jean’s face twist up in disgust during crime scene details, and sometimes he yells in response as if the podcasters can hear him. you also play detective about who you think did it – loser buys food at the next stop. 

music keeps things energetic at the start, but podcasts keep his mind stimulated when he’s been driving for a while. 

the original plan is to split the driving, but you end up falling asleep with your face smushed against the window and jean doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. he doesn’t mind driving the rest of the way.

stopping for food every couple of hours to make sure you’re both eating properly, not just snacks. you do have plenty of snacks, though. 

jean going "uh – excuse me” whenever you open a bag of something and sticking his hand out. he’s like a dad, he always needs a handful of whatever you’re having. sharing is caring. 

jean always packs a lot of unnecessary things, and he will reserve the right to say i told you so when his double-hammock comes in handy.

limited stops along the way (minus food/gas/bathroom) – getting there relatively early means you can relax in the hotel room and maybe explore/go out for dinner later that night.  

when you take over driving, jean is a big window-watcher and takes a lot of pictures of the mountains/scenery. 

already making plans on cool things you can do on the way back, when you have no time restraints – day trips, scenic rest stops, hikes, etc. 

𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘁

stopping at a starbucks first-thing to get drinks for the road (he makes sure to get some food too so you’re not just running off a venti iced coffee)

splitting the driving – armin is the better (and calmer) navigator so you usually take the first and final shift. 

dozens of cute polaroids to put in your adventure scrapbook

researches fun (and romantic) things you can do when you get to your destination and reads them aloud to you. you come up with a plan together. that waterfall hike sounded really fun. 

armin takes lots of videos because he likes making little montages for his socials

you’re in control of the music. armin likes when you show him new artists – he’ll slowly nod his head along and inevitably add the songs to his spotify. he really likes snail mail. 

he takes over driving when you get tired – he likes holding your hand when he drives, or sometimes you’ll lean over and rest your hand on his thigh.

armin trying not to melt when you put on one of his hoodies for warmth – you have your own, but his are comfier and they smell like him. 

silly games to pass time like i spy or looking for different license plates. it’s fun until armin gets clever and spies things like the mile marker from 10 miles back. 

you insist you aren’t going to fall asleep because you wanna keep him company, but you end up curling into your pillow and dozing off mid-conversation. it’s adorable, and he doesn’t mind. he’ll usually turn on a podcast or an audiobook. 

armin stays awake the whole time but it catches up with him once you reach your destination – all he wants to do is cuddle and rest up

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿

leaving a day in advance or very early in the morning because you stop at every tourist attraction along the way.

scenic lookout? let’s go there. world’s biggest ball of yarn? fuck, count me in. meteor craters? already merging onto the exit. dinosaur bones? you read my mind. 

picking up cool souvenirs along the way like geodes and stickers to put on his water bottle. maybe a funky lil alien to hang from the rearview mirror, along with his 20 tree air fresheners. 

taking cute, cheesy pictures of and with each other – connie posing with his arms out like he’s holding the mountain, standing in front of national park signs, etc. 

you collaborated on a road-trip playlist in advance (it’s 12 hours long)

somehow you end up listening to veggie tales or absolutely losing it until the car starts rocking to britney spears

"i love this song” to every song, as if he didn’t put it on the playlist 

listening to connie sing along and butcher all the lyrics. impressive falsetto, though. 

arsenal of snacks – more than you realistically need

screaming every time you see a new “welcome to ___” sign

“WELCOME TO ___!” “WOOOOOO!”

connie rocking the socks with slides. it’s comfortable. 

pulling through drive throughs every once in a while for food, continuously forgetting to throw out the trash bag from your last stop. 

𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺

stopping at the gas station to fill up the gas tank and stock up on snacks for the road – almost everything from the candy aisle, giant bags of doritos, slushies, energy drinks. nobody really thinks to get actual food.

the driving is split between eren “i’m serious, pull the fucking car over or i’m gonna piss myself, jean” jaeger and jean “eren stop honking my fucking horn, traffic won’t go any faster” kirstein. armin is the navigator because they’ll both get everyone lost.

everyone has their turn with the aux cord – until connie cracks himself up playing the same song over and over, then you have to pry it from eren’s cold, dead hands.

so many pictures

impulsive stops at tourist attractions.

playing dumb games to pass the time (quickly turns into replacing one word on each sign with “poop” because they’re all a bunch of children).

finally stopping at a diner later that night for real food

making it to the campsite and setting up tents and hammocks

getting baked around the campfire and telling spooky stories

connie complaining and scaring himself while he wanders off into the dark forest to find a spot to piss

smores (ofc)

going on group hikes and jumping into lakes/down waterfalls together. video of jean belly-flopping.

[weirdthinkingdragon]

Some Yan Erasermic Headcanons

Here are some of my yan headcanons of these two while I try to get my creativity back to continue writing. IDK about this. 

Insanely overprotective, possessive, manipulative, and obsessive. They know what they’re doing is wrong, but they want to be selfish in one thing for once. That one thing unfortunately for you is well… You. Believe it or not, Hizashi is slightly more aware of just how messed up it is. He enjoys it in a sickening way. The one thing that he can always rely on being consistent is your presence around. 

Be prepared to be dragged everywhere with one or the other all the time. Obviously more often with Hizashi since Shouta usually works deadly nights. With how busy their lives are, they’re not just going to leave you alone somewhere, even the shared campus bed since that could also be used as an escape. 

You can pry the idea that these two would be beyond over-doting to their obsession no matter how tired they are from my cold dead hands. Beyond expensive gifts will always be served. No question about it. They both have more than one job, they’re obviously going to be STACKED with money. That giant plush of your favorite creature you couldn’t stop staring at in a store they passed with you that costs almost more than what you make in half a year? You’ll find it in the bedroom within three days max.

Ah yes, the bedroom. I can see them having another bed for you for certain days, but will more than likely drag you onto their bed between them quite often, especially later on. 

With how they act, Nezu more than likely knows no matter how hard they try to hide it and finds it humorous. He helps keep an eye on you just to make sure the two men don’t do anything drastic, and they’d never harm you no matter what you do to them, so he sees no problem. He’s been through much worse after all. 

Going more with that thought, they won’t take you trying to hurt them though. You will be bound if you try. Not by the capture weapon of Shouta though. They wouldn’t dream of it. Nah, a specially made silk one of your favorite color seems like a much better idea to them. Obviously, you didn’t pick the color because being bound for hours as punishment was not something you ever thought would happen. You’ll get bound with it every time you try to become violent. Shouta is much more willing to tie you up for slightly being aggressive towards them, while Hizashi jokes and brushes it off as you having a bad day. 

In speaking of bad days, whenever one of the two has one, be prepared to be latched onto and cuddled like there’s no tomorrow. It was very unexpected of Shouta. I have a good feeling he grew up touch-starved so finally having someone he’s not afraid to touch whenever decimates his stoic and uninterested personality. No one can save you if they both have a bad day on the same day. They’re surprisingly aggressive towards others then, making you rather glad they don’t do the same to you. You still shiver at the memory of him beating the shit out of All Might after encouraging Midoriya to pretty much break the law (and himself again) to become the next number one hero. 

In speaking of Midoriya and the others, they will 100% use the kids to help keep an eye on you as well, especially if there’s something they both have to do and can’t bring you. It became much easier to do so when the dorms were started. It’s much easier for them to lie to the teens than the other pros to watch you as well. Their first idea was Nezu, but then they realized he could teach you things they really don’t want you to know when they’re not around, and maybe a way to permanently escape. It wouldn’t be put past the mischievous and chaotic principal. 

Some of the students are a bit more open-minded and suspicious, but there’s not much they can really do. Police and the other teachers obviously wouldn’t believe a student over a pro hero, right? 

Believe it or not, Iida is one of the most suspicious. He always ‘scolds’ for “inappropriate behavior” of the two being a little too handsy of you in the school halls. The way the Bakugou kid keeps glaring makes you think he knows too. Jiro and surprisingly, Mina as well. Mina has shown you some of her favorite romance novels. One was even of a healthy poly relationship. Even if it was a stretch, you borrowed it and left it out for the two to hopefully get them to see their wrong. NOPE. the message was so wrongly translated. They somehow become even more suffocating, thinking the book was you desiring more. 

Hizashi obviously slips you into the conversation of every radio show he does. Most who listen don’t know who this person is, but some are jealous of this Y/N. You almost laugh every time. Just wishing to be free to do whatever you wanted again as they can. One time you almost snipped at one “trade ya”, but one of the two slightly tightened their grip on your wrist, like they knew what you were going to say. 

Have more than once made you feel incredibly bad for not loving them though. Just something about their sharp tongues really know how to hit deep no matter how thick-skinned you are.