#♡ headcanons || her cut is perfect and she's pink as well
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What Spinel has stored in her gem at all times
the second rejuvenator
crochet, knitting, sewing supplies ( a lot of it)
notebooks
her phone
a homemade Pink diamond plushie
a lot of plushies
a Nintendo Switch + games
pencils, pens, crayons
coloring books
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Can I ask for a short story where reader is also a half human vampire and she comes to the castle trying to sneek into the Belmont hold. She thinks the castle is still filled with vampires and just wants to try and save some of the dangerous knolage from them if she can. However Alucard is of course there and confronts her, at first thinking she's evil but after a short fight she explains herself abd he realizes she still thinks evil vampires controle the castle. Of course she gets hurt in the fight and he feels bad for having hurt her so he insists on caring for her wounds, no matter how embarrassing they may be (cut to the chest perhaps), and after they start to get to know each other she decides to stay and protect the hold, pretending she thinks it's just to dangerous to leave in the hands of Dracula's son so she had better help defend it just in case he goes evil. Of course she's actually fallen for him so this is a lie. He would fall for her as well, mostly due to her spunk and whit but she's beautiful to even with battle scars and he's finally not the only half vampire in the world. They would banter back abd forth over silly things like who's cooking or who's hunting and who's the more skilled fighter with a sword. That leads to sparring sessions and the eventual backing her into a corner and kissing her triumphantly confessing to her. They love to tease each other and it's like she's a female trevor belmont in a way. They are perfect together. Eventually he'd explain what happened between him and the brother and sister that betrayed him and she would respect him untill he was ready. Secretly though she's never been with anyone ever. No time when your a monster hunter. She even blames her loosing there first fight on her having just beaten a big hoard of beasts and traveling fir days with no supplies.
I hope you can work with some of this. No need to use it all. I hope you like the idea. I love your writing.
☾ ⋆゚ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: I decided to do this as headcanons bc there was a lot to work through <3
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: Adrian 'Alucard' Tepes
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: canon-typical violence, references to alcoholism, slight NSFW at the end
♡ Your first meeting with Alucard was far from friendly. He had caught you, someone who clearly looked like a vampire, lurking around the Belmont Hold that he had promised to protect. Vampires wishing to take up Dracula's war weren't unheard of and so clashes of swords were exchanged before any words.
♡ The misunderstanding had been cleared up once had had you on the ground and you snapped about keeping the Belmont Legacy safe from Dracula's vampires. The two of you had been very embarrassed over such a terrible misunderstanding and Alucard's guilt at having harmed you led to him insisting on taking you into the castle so that he could treat the large slash he had made across your chest, just beneath your collarbones.
♡ You had heard rumours of the child of Vlad and Lisa Tepes but not much beyond that his name was Adrian. Being a dhampir yourself, you were itching to ask of his whereabouts now that you were in the castle he had grown up in but you knew that dhampirs often kept their guard up about their nature for their own safety. You had spent the most part of your life hiding from vampires and humans alike who wanted you dead simply for being born. You had got it out of him eventually that he was Adrian Tepes and he had been alarmed that he had hurt you in treating you when you gasped.
♡ You had shared with him that you were also a dhampir and the two of you simply remained in awe and shock of each other at finally meeting someone else who was like you. As Adrian covered the slash across your chest in a paste that he said would quicken the healing and prevent infection, you held your shirt to your chest (your cheeks dusted with pink at having his hands on your chest) so he could then wrap your injury with bandages. He also offered you a salve to apply before going to sleep in one of the guest rooms and insisted on cooking a meal for you once you told him how long you had been on the road for.
♡ You had watched him skillfully cook with a sort of fascination, never having expected such hospitality from the son of Dracula who had staked those bodies outside. However, you would absolutely expect this from the son of doctor Lisa Tepes. Over dinner, the topic of a dhampirs' low life expectancy was brought up and Adrian had explained that he was protected by his father's power and influence. Despite the loneliness he suffered from having no friends his age and seeing his parents very little, practically being raised by his tutors and nurse maid, you envied him. You mother had not survived your birth and you were raised by your father who, as much as he loved you, found it so difficult to look into his dead wife's eyes every time he saw you. He had done his best, you knew, but you also knew how emotionally straining it had been for him to raise you alone. Other vampires found out about you eventually and your father had sent you away for your safety. Your caretakers later informed you that he had been murdered for harbouring a dhampir. You had spent the rest of your life on the run once your caretakers were killed by their fellow humans, until you were old enough to defend yourself at least.
♡ Adrian had felt so awful for you and yet here you were: a warrior, someone with such a sense of justice that you had come to protect the Belmont Hold from any vampire who might seek to destroy it, another dhampir in the world other than himself. He had insisted that you stay in the castle until you were fully healed from your injuries.
♡ When the day came that Adrian announced you would be fully recovered in two or three days, you had told him that you planned on staying, telling him that the Belmont legacy could not be trusted in the hands of Alucard, the reverse Dracula, alone. Really, it was just an excuse to stay. You had fallen fast and hard for the gorgeous dhampir who insisted on healing you and cooking for you. The two of you would endlessly tease one another back and forth and turn almost everything into a competition: hunting, cleaning, repairing the Castle and Hold, you name it.
♡ You had been dying to ask about the bodies outside and about the nights when you would hear Adrian drunkenly wandering the halls but you thought better than to pry into such difficult feelings. Instead, you kept him up late into the night by sitting around a fireplace and chatting with him or maybe trying to make some dessert in the kitchen together, even reading to one another. It left him tired enough to fall straight to sleep when he went to bed instead of being left alone with whatever thoughts or memories prompted him to drink so much. You were quite proud of yourself when you noticed that he was taking much better care of himself than when you first arrived.
♡ Alucard treasured those late nights with you. He had spent so much time being lonely: his friendless childhood, being left in the Castle by the first two friends he had ever made himself, having to kill the second pair of friends when they tried to kill him first, being the only person in this big, cold castle, being the only dhampir alive as far as he was aware. Yet, here you were: dozing off on his shoulder as he read to you, huddled up in blankets together. Your face was lit up by the warm glow of the fireplace and you were so utterly beautiful. He had fallen for you so quickly but he was so reluctant to give into such feelings after it had ended so terribly the last time. He had closed the book to cup your face and lean down until his lips were grazing over your parted ones, your fangs peeking out from behind your lips. He then withdrew and woke you by gently shaking your shoulder so that the two of you could go to your separate rooms to sleep.
♡ Another thing that Alucard loved about your company was sparring with you. You were a skilled warrior, relying on speed, agility and the element of surprise which was a new and refreshing style for Alucard to learn to defend against. You were taunting him more than usual today to try and provoke him into slipping up and yet it only put hearts in his eyes to see the way you smiled as you did so. You soon found your sword clattering to the ground and your back hitting a tree as Adrian's body pressed to your front, a hand on your hip pressing you back while the other hand cupped your cheek. "If there's a God, he's who I have thanked every night since we met." He murmured, watching your eyes widen at the confession and yet you made no move to escape him; instead, you wrapped your arms around his neck and gently threaded your fingers through his golden hair as he spoke, "I..." Tears built in his bright eyes as he struggled to get the words out. You were so precious to him, so warm and wonderful and he was petrified of losing you, terrified at the thought of you betraying his heart too, "I think I'm in..." His lips quivered and tears of blood brimmed his eyes and stained his cheeks. You didn't need him to finish to know what he was going to say, silently reaching up onto your toes to kiss the tears away, tongue flicking against his cheeks ever so slightly to clean them away as your nose nudged against his. "I'm sorry..." He whispered at his inability to get the words out.
"You don't need to apologise..." You reassured him as you simply tipped your head back, bearing your throat to him in an act of utmost vulnerability among vampires, making yourself the first to be vulnerable to try and make him more comfortable. His lips found your neck and you cradled his head close as his mouth trailed up over your jaw until his lips could crash onto yours.
♡ It didn't take long after that for him to tell you everything that had happened with the twins staked outside and you had done your very best to keep a fixed expression, not wanting him to think that you saw him as weak or tainted in any way because you could never do so. You loved Adrian with all your heart, you had made it your mission to tell him this at least twice a day since his confession and you assured him that you would respect his boundaries at all times, telling him that you would have infinite patience in waiting for him to be ready. A part of you was comforted by this wait too: you had never slept with anyone before, your lifestyle had never allowed it and you were beyond relieved to find that you would have so much time to get to know Adrian more intimately in other ways first.
♡ Your first time with him had almost gone completely south by the time he told you he was ready. Just as the two of you had completely stripped and you were cradled in Adrian's lap with your lips mapping out his neck, you found yourself being roughly flipped over and pinned down by your lover who wouldn't allow you to move an inch and he looked down upon you with wild eyes, full of fear and anger as he accused you of playing the long game to try and kill him. Despite your own fear, your heart ached for him and you knew that you had to be strong for him and reach out to him. You didn't fight the way he had you pinned down at all, allowing your body to go slack as you looked up at him. "I'm not here to hurt you, Adrian. I love you. I'm not going to attack you. You're in control." You watched as his temper settled down and felt how his bruising grip on your wrists slackened. "You're in control, no one's going to hurt you. It's just you and me and I'm giving all control to you." He had let out a sigh and leaned forwards to lay over you and nuzzle his face against your neck, apologising for his reaction while you assured him that it was alright and he hadn't hurt you.
"Can you say it again?" His words were barely a whisper.
"I'm giving all control to you..." You repeated, "You're in control, Adrian, you're safe." The soft moan he let out by your ear caused heat to pool in your belly as he began to murmur over and over how much he loved you between kisses.
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Demon Slayer Headcanons + Short Stories
Warnings: Fluff, Milk
Pairings: Mitsuri, Shinobu, reader
Mitsuri Kanroji:
♡ Mitsuri is the type of lover who will easily swoon. Anything you do with her would be so romantic, and she just thinks you're utterly perfect. So when you two became a married couple, she was head over heels for just you. ♡
"Pfft! Bwahaha~!" By now, that sudden muffled laugh doesn't surprise you. Nor does the hands that now suddenly cover your eyes from continuing to cut the food you were preparing for your fiancé. The day you asked Mitsuri to be yours was a memorable one.
"Mitsuri-chan, my beloved." She let's go immediately as she settles to just hug you now. "I can't finish making your lunch if you cover my vision."
"Oh, I'm sorry." She let's go and looks over before covering her mouth.
"What? Surprised I'm making you something? I would've thought you'd be used to it by now." (Y/n) said as she placed the sushi rolls into the cute pink bento boxes before closing it and tying it in a bow. Mitsuri couldn't help but squeal as she bites the sleeve of her haori.
"What is it, Mitsuri?"
"I feel so luckyyyy!!" She cries out as she burries her face into your chest. Holding you into an almost vice-like grip.
"Mitsuri! I can't breathe!"
This Hashira will never stop falling for you.
Shinobu Kocho:
♡ Shinobu is just so sweet towards you, and she can't help the opportunity to tease you some days. Still, she seems to be the one always taking care of you. She perfers it that way though. ♡
A few small breaths leaves your lips before you began feeling something tickling your nose. Your nose crinkled as you opened your eyes, seeing two indigo eyes looking back at you with a spark in them.
"Honey?" A groggy voice you didn't recognize said. Shinobu sat back as she laughed, hearing your groggy voice.
"Morning, (Y/n)-chan/kun!" She greets as she sits back and watches as you sit up to rub your eyes. A shudder comes to your shoulders as a cool mug is pressed to your lips. "Drink. I made sure to make you some morning matcha tea."
"Matcha?" You stuck your tongue out in disgust. "But it taste so weird. I'm not so much of a bitter drinker, Shinobu-chan."
"I added something special to this tea." She smiles as she again hands you the small mug of the 'green gunk.'
"I swear.. they should feed this to demons as a punishment." You murmured as you held the mug to your lips and take a small sip.
"Well, how is it?"
"It taste.. sweet." Shinobu smiles as you go in for another sip.
"What did you add to it?" A small giggle leaves Shinobu's lips as she touches her cheek.
"Milk."
"Milk..? From a cow, right?" (Y/n) tilts her head as Shinobu keeps her same closed eyed smile. "Shinobu-chan, from a cow, right!?" Her laugh seems to only grow as she watches your concerned face go bright red.
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i am humbly requesting for ruby/salem headcanons because i am frankly appalled at the lack of dddne content for them
🦋 content! : this dove could not be deader tbh. free use. exploitation. mindbreak. forced anal. violent sex. noncon. implied grimmfucking. shoe humping. overstimulation. implied necro.
contrary to beilef, salem does not treat ruby cruelly ... most of the time. she won't suffer her little rose being unruly but thankfully, ruby learned quickly that she won't be left bleeding & broken so long as she behaves.
salem found some humour in having the blinded rose kept in a grimm like muzzle with an anal toy fit with a cute little wolf tail shoved up the girl's ass. she suits it so well, curled up by salem's throne.
it also serves well that ruby just makes the most delightful noises when she's spread on salem's lap, salem's slender fingers toying with the plug & seeing if ruby can keep it inside her greedy hole. all while that pink little cunt drools on her fingers, which salem shoves in her mouth to clean.
ruby is left free use for any inside evernight, salem's only rule is that they can't leave any marks on her prettiest treasure or suffer the consequences. ruby hates it, her cries echoing the castle which only delights salem further, she knows how cruel some of her subordinates can be & she relishes in it.
she's also impressed on ruby very quickly that ruby will be left for the grimm or even worse, cinder, if she truly displeases her mistress. the fear salem can smell off her possession while she shoves two fingers inside her leaking, puffy pussy is delectable.
salem only letting ruby grind on her shoe when she's busy with her subordinates, ruby torn between holding back, burning up inside due to the natural aphrodisiac salem has all her food & water laced with, or giving in & rutting against her owner's foot like a dumb dog. she always gives in.
now just because others can't leave marks on ruby doesn't mean salem doesn't. to the contrary, the girl is burned & scarred & marked in ways she will never be able to forget, even if by some miracle she does manage to escape her. ruby will forever be owned by her & salem wastes no time reminding her everytime she roughly fucks into the girl while her hands enclose around ruby's throat. she owns her, her life, everything she is.
salem very much enjoys tormenting ruby by musing if she'll give her up, let the girl's friends find her: watching with delight as ruby dissolves into tears & clings to her like a child would, begging, trembling, trying to placate her mistress with kisses. she would never leave, salem is all she has, all she wants! ruby spends hours that night licking & sucking at salem's cunt, letting her face glisten with her owner's cum & when salem fucks her to the point of exhaustion, she passes out with a smile & tears drying on her cheeks.
salem being addicted to ruby's blood ♡ cutting that perfect rosy skin to drink it down, fucking her so rough that it drips down her thighs as her slick does too, clawing & biting & ruining her. she hisses into ruby's ear that she'd kill her & keep her if it didn't mean she would lose the best parts of her toy.
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Why didn't Spinel just leave the garden?
Because when Pink told her "stand very still" ,she gave Spinel a Diamond order. Spinel couldn't move.
But she moved after the message?
My headcanon is that the order was no longer in effect since Pink Diamond no longer existed. Spinel just didn't realize it was no longer in effect because at that point, she wasn't even thinking of trying to move
(I do have a thread where she does leave so that one is just an exception)
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subtle ways Spinel is different than humans despite looking humanoid ( other than the obvious stuff)
She has four fingers on each hand
She doesn't have any fingerprints
She has no heartbeat
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send 🫂 for three useless headcanons I have about our muses
Spinel regrets using Pink's tears to save Pokey that day. She still wonders who exactly the voice that asked her to help him belonged to, and why Pokey refuses to tell her
Spinel thinks Pokey's suit looks really ugly
Despite how much she hates him there's still a part of her that wants to try to understand why he's the way he is
#masterporky#♡ ooc || i don't want to play anymore#♡ headcanons || her cut is perfect and she's pink as well#♡ ask || Looks like we've still got an audience. How about a front-row seat?#♡ you bring out the worst parts of me || spinel and pokey
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For someone who has no uses for them, Spinel sure does crochet and knit a lot of bags
They're just a good way to pass the time
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what is your true role in the story?
the fallen prodigy
hello old friend, it's been a while hasn't it? I remember when you were just a child, gape-smiled and beaming like the sun. where have you laid your youth to rest my love? is it buried beside your heart perhaps? I know how deeply life has wounded you, it took away everything, didn't it? oh poor soul, you held onto happiness with bloody, shaking hands but still fate ripped even that away from you. your past lovers are dead or did some betray you? turning away in fear of what they once admired. your comrades have been slain, or their priorities shifted. I've heard you too have changed your way of thought. the people fear you know, do they normally cower at the sound of your name? ah don't fret, that makes two of us. the masses tend to despise the things they do not have the will to comprehend. the villian finds sympathy for you don't they, well I could have seen that from a mile away. you two are the oldest friends, you made a deal with them correct? to save your late love, they tried to hold their end of the bargain, really, but I fear you are cursed to forever be despondent. oh what a sad and miserable life without love. is that why you chase loneliness? for is it truly a life of sorrow if you yourself has chosen it? but don't become bitter from the pain. trust when I say I have seen wounds unfold a man, turning the gentlest spirits into seething beasts. please, keep seeking love, even if it seems you are forbidden from it. you are the master of your own fate, I see how tired you are. the scars never healed, they twist and wrap around your entire person. your eyes are dark and lifeless, rest. but keep fighting, not with the sword you have forsaken so long ago, but with your heart. I'll be rooting for you my friend.
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Spinel (and also the other gems) legally don't exist. This causes a lot of issues like Spinel not being able to own a bank account and having to always carry cash amongst many other issues
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Describe an ideal fantasy of your muse's. You can do it IC, or talk about it ooc. Does it match your own? If so, speak both sides elaborately about that. What about it is appealing to either of you?
"Well...I often wonder what it would have been like if Pink had taken me to Earth with her. What it would have been like to be part of the Crystal Gems...I don't know if I would have been very useful. I don't like thinking about the fighting part. But I would have done anything to not be left behind and forgotten like I was...I just wanted to be by her side like I was meant to be"
#princce7#♡ ic || i just want to be your friend#♡ headcanons || her cut is perfect and she's pink as well#♡ ask || Looks like we've still got an audience. How about a front-row seat?
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Spinel is that one friend who gives her all during J.ust D.ance
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adding onto that headcanon: because Spinel is the only one of her kind, she doesn't have a specific cut/facet (like how Amethyst is Amethyst Facet-5 Cut-8XM)
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Spinel has BPD on this blog
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After thinking about it I've decided to change my headcanons about Spinel and make her aroflux instead of fully aromantic
Aroflux is an identity that operates along the aromantic/alloromantic spectrum. People who identify as aroflux may experience their romantic orientation as fluctuating between experiencing and not experiencing romantic attraction, or that attraction is being experienced to alternating or changing degrees
So I might be open to shipping her but not with just anyone
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Gems' native language sounds like a mix of clicky sounds and whistling, like something between a bird and a computer
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