#❦Headcanons

[dcvilvampyre]

𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌..

[inmyheaddd]

walkin’ out the door with your bags - grayson hawthorne x reader - part one

⤷ “can you see me? im waiting for the right time. i can’t read you, but if you want, the pleasure’s all mine.”

summary: you and grayson hawthorne’s friendship is one that stretches over a long time. its a friendship that you cherish with your heart, and it’s also one that can be far too confusing for your own sake sometimes. warnings: glasses!grayson, reader & grayson are so oblivious it hurts a/n: new possible grayson childhood bsfs-to-lovers series??! wc: 1.5k masterlist || part two || part three || part four

you lay on your stomach, propped up on your elbows with your face in your hands.

next to you was grayson, sitting up against the headboard, typing up something as he listened to you rant about your day. 

“he’s genuinely the worst teacher i’ve ever had, you know what he told me on the last non uniform day we had?” your legs were bent at the knee, swinging back and forth in the air as you ranted, your eyes on grayson, as his eyes were on his laptop. 

“he asked me if i got into a bike accident on the way to school, because i wore ripped jeans.”

grayson hummed, his eyes meeting yours briefly before returning to his laptop. “ignore him, he’s trying too hard to be funny,” he commented with his voice taking on a hint of disgust,, “and miserably failing.” he added, as he adjusted his glasses on his nose bridge. “you have better things to focus on than strange men with their strange humor.” 

you let out a chuckle through your nose, “yeah, i guess. very strange men indeed.” 

you didn’t really wait for a response, as you continued to talk about your day and little things that happened. “oh!” you piped up,“and guess what?” 

that’s how it always was with you and grayson, you talked — a lot, and he listened. 

—

you walked over to the corner where a little blonde boy sat, sorting a puzzle by himself while all the other kids sat in the middle, a big bundle of chaos, toys, giggles, and shouts. 

“um, excuse me? i have a question.” you stood, your hands clasped behind your back as you swayed gently side to side. 

the boy— who you later learned to be grayson hawthorne, didn’t answer, only looking up at you in curiosity as a puzzle piece fell out of his hand. 

you took that as an invitation, clearing your throat before you spoke, “why don’t you play with everyone else over there?” you asked, pointing to where all the other kids sat. it was halfway through the year, and he never once sat with the other kids, even when teachers asked him to. 

you always found yourself absentmindedly looking at him as you played with friends, wondering why.

he was silent for a moment, and you debated going back. “i don’t really like kids.” he said quietly, his eyes back on the puzzle as he looked for the next piece. 

you giggled like he had said the most outrageous statement ever, “but you’re a kid, silly.” you said, taking a step closer and sitting down next to him unpromptedly.

“well, i don’t like those kids.” he said, eyes meeting yours and then he looked you up and down, surprised at the fact that you were sitting so close to him. 

“why are you sitting next to me?” he asked, his eyes wide with surprise and question as he looked at you. 

“um…” you trailed off, “because we’re friends now, duh.” you flashed him a big smile, shrugging your shoulders. 

—

he also made you laugh, and was there for you, and gave you advice, and helped you when you needed it, and he —well, he was just a really perfect friend in general. he always has been, since you were in the second grade. 

“i’m getting glasses,” you said in a singsong voice, “isn’t that crazy?”

“you’re getting glasses?” he arched a brow up at you, with an almost-barely-there smile.

“yeah,” you said through a chuckle, “i think it’s the universes way of getting me back for making fun of you, way back when you first got them.” 

grayson let out a breathy laugh and looked down at you, his gaze unwavering. “i distinctly remember you telling me how thankful you were to have 20/20 vision.”

“yeah, well…” you stifled a laugh, “you know what?” you voice perked up, a hint of humor present. “at least i know i’m gonna look better than you in them.” 

a smile found your face as you teased him— though deep down his glasses were one of your favorite things about him. 

the funny thing is, you distinctly remember teasing him about them to cover up just how much you adored them on him. 

—

“we aren’t friends. i don’t know you.” the little furrow in his brows only deepened as he looked at you.

“okay, well, i’m your friend. you don’t have to be my friend.” you shrugged simply, as you searched for the next puzzle piece on the floor, putting it into place once you did.

he watched you in silence, like you were saying something completely foreign to him, “but that’s rude of me, and it’s unbalanced,” his brows furrowed, his lips almost in a pout like he was severely stressed about this.

“okay, then just be my friend!” you smiled brightly at him once again, “problem solved.” you added, the look on your face a complete contrast to his — which was very confused. 

“but, friends are people who just want something from you. family always comes first.” he replied, like it was a rehearsed line he had heard a thousand times from someone else in his life. 

you wondered what kind of monster told him that, and you were determined on changing his mind. 

“what? no! friends are the best people you can find in the whole world. they’re your ‘family number two.’” you told him, but he didn’t seem convinced as he stared at you. “can i make you a proposal?” 

his blonde brows shot to the top of his head, “you want to marry me?” his eyes went wide as he slightly scooted back from you. 

“no, dummy! i meant like a deal,” you hummed, “i think i meant proposition…” you mumbled under your breath, more to yourself than to him.  

—

grayson smiled at you, his gaze unwavering. “oh, surely. without a doubt.” 

you gasped in mock offense, bringing yourself to sit up fully as you looked at him. “is that sarcasm you’re giving me, hawthorne?” 

grayson didn’t say anything in response, only laughing under his breath and shaking his head, returning back to typing whatever he was doing earlier. 

“you’re so rude, i don’t like you.” you said as you crossed your arms over your chest, sitting so close to him that you could rest your head on his shoulder. 

his eyes found you on his shoulder. though you didn’t meet his gaze, you definitely felt it. “well, i’m stuck with you forever, aren’t i?”

“yeah, unfortunately for me.” you said through an exhale. “i’m deeply regretting my choices right now.”  you mumbled , but you both knew that wasn’t true.

—

“deal? what deal are you giving me?“ 

“you just have to be my friend until friday! if you don’t like it, i’ll never talk to you again. i pinky swear.” you swore seriously, raising your eyebrows at the end to add to that effect. 

“buuuut,” you added, your voice taking on a complete 180. ”if you like it, even just a little, you’re stuck with me.” you paused for dramatic effect, adding in a singsong voice. “forever and ever.”

—

you felt him chuckle and you found yourself smiling at the mere action. he seemed to never laugh around anyone but you. “you know, that may have been the single choice in my life i don’t regret making.” 

the way he said that nearly undid you. you lifted your head, sitting upright to see him fully. 

your voice came out quieter than you thought it would, with a smile on your lips. “are you being serious?” your eyes searched his face, looking for any signs of teasing, even though you knew you wouldn’t find any. 

his answer was short, but it packed so much. “why wouldn’t i be?” there wasn’t even a hint of a smile on his face anymore, and his eyes stayed locked on yours, apart from when they flickered down to your lips for a millisecond. 

“i…” you trailed off, literally at a loss for words as his eyes looked into yours. “i don’t know,” you managed to come up with, eyes glued to his for far too long. 

“sorry,” you said through a laugh, “i don’t know what that was.” you shook your head as you looked back at the bed beneath you. 

you adjusted the way you were sitting, perhaps subconsciously putting a little bit of space between you. well, you had to. 

you couldn’t ruin your friendship because of your silly feelings. it’s part of the reason it’s lasted so long. better to have hidden your feelings and still have him, than speak them aloud and lose him. right? right. 

—

grayson’s eyebrows knitted together as he watched you, noticing the little bit of space you put in between you two as you quickly switched the topic, noticing the way you didn’t look straight up at him for more than 2 seconds, and the way your fingers fiddled with each other. 

he said something wrong, didn’t he? 

in all honestly, he wasn’t listening to a word you said, albeit, you weren’t paying attention to what you were saying either, just letting the words fall of your tongue without even thinking; trying to fill the awkward silence you had put there. 

as he nodded and gave vague responses to you, he replayed all the other moments he had come so close to saying something, something about the way he felt for you, and had felt for god knows how long.  

—

you left his house a few minutes later, pretending to get a text from your friend asking for you urgently. 

in all realness though, you went straight home, lay in bed, and screamed into your pillow. 

‘why did i say that? why can’t i just speak about my feelings? why am i like this?’ were some of the many thoughts that ran through your head like clockwork. 

next time, you promised yourself. next time you would talk about your feelings — or — next time you wouldn’t slip up in the slightest, so that tiny crack that led to said feelings wouldn’t ever show.

you weren’t entirely sure which one of the two you were promising. 

a/n: this was honestly more of a prologue to set the scene, the real stuff comes soon i promise!!

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[clairoscharm]

━━ my pov of ellie

a/n : hii this would be the way i see ellie or what i think she would be (obv hcs i think). so if you don't agree with me it is totally okay! just dont give hate comments and stuff like that.

cr : @idontgetanysleep & pinterest for all the pics

up next ⟶ part ii

DAILY CLICK

DONT BUY TLOU

WAYS TO HELP PALESTINE

what i think she would wear

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ i feel like she would own a lot of flannels, sweaters and baggy shirt.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ also, she would definitely like wearing pants that don't fit her perfectly so she can show off her boxer or boyshort thingy (and she makes them look good too!) ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ I JUST KNOW SHE HAS THE KEY HOLDER THING CAUSE SHE DOESN'T CARRY ANY BAG OR PURSE WITH HER (she only uses them if needed lol). ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ sometimes, she would love to just wear her hoodie/sweater instead of making an effort to dress up. i mean she would look good either way ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ she actually has lots types of shoes but will always wear converse bc "it's comfy" (her words). ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ i also like to think that she would love / enjoy overall especially if it's short and wear it in summer cause SUMMER IS HOT!!! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ oh pretty sure she own caps and denim jackets in different colors ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ damn leather jacket (esp black one) would look so good on her

what dates you guys are going

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ in my head, ellie doesn't like or drink coffee but you two would go for cafe hunting or food hunting together, depending on what mood you two feel that day!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ ellie is definitely a soda or juice kinda girl

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ baking or cooking together

sometimes, she's begging you to bake/cook with her dinosaur-themed food saying it won't fuck up but well… it does taste good but the presentation looks off… you guys still eat it though.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ ughh, listening to music together shared WITH ONE EARPHONE !!!!!!!!!!!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ okay, imagine running away from work or school for a moment and you two decided to go to the lake or beach just to wind down and have quality time together and catch up with each other's week.

also, imagine looking for rocks that look like both you and ellie's eyes colors !!!!!!! SO CUTE AND YOU DID THE TIKTOK TREND and it blew up !!!!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ thrifting shopping, both of you help each other look for gems.

"how does this look on me?" "like i want to go down on you" "ellie!" you exclaimed clearly flustered while hitting her arm. "kidding! you should get it, baby, it looks great on you" ellie kissed your cheek.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ picnic and stargazing. ellie, would tell you any facts that she knows to you while showing you what's up in the sky.

"oh oh! look at that one! did you know that-" and she continued telling you her facts and you would listen carefully. but there are times that you just want to look at her like the pretty view she is. "wow, that's so cool els! tell me more" you responded to her and she will gladly tell you more about it!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ art dates! i do see ellie as an artsy girl and let me tell you she knows what she's doing with her hands and is so talented too.

sometimes you like to call her a tease just because of how her hands are doing wonders for you LOL definitely, do the 10-minute challenge thingy, making a friendship bracelet just because and of course you two had to do the hand trend things to put it at your home or offices.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ museum date or aquarium date.

ellie could go on and on and on about dinosaurs or planets even sharks! girly has so many interests that she just has so many fun facts to tell you about! "woah, baby look how big this thing is!" ellie excitedly said. "that's what she said" you joke and of course ellie snickers at your bad jokes but deep down she does find it funny.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ late-night walks or drives are for sure your two favourite things to do besides cuddling.

late night walks when the two of you couldn't fall asleep and ending up at the park playing swings and just talking about the randomest thing ever and would probably go to the convenience store to buy strawberry and blueberry slushies. the two of you end up having purple tongues

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ mannnn, i know ellie loves hiking (that doesn't take a long time to reach up the hill). i feel like she would be a sporty girl (kinda?), i mean i know she would go to the gym and all that.

ellie is a curious girl and just loves to explore new things and be adventurous and she likes it when you tag along with her. you, ellie and her cameras !! her taking pictures of her pretty girl (you!!)

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ weeds and drinks combo and both of you laughing like an idiots while the soft wind brushes your skin

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ to be fair, whatever the two of you are doing together called dates! she just loves being around you and so do you!!

REMINDER !!

that neil is a zionist and therefore dont buy his games, doesnt matter remastered or not !!!

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[ryukenzz]

Muzan Kibutsuji - SFW & NSFW Headcanons

[Note: Relationship Headcanons of Muzan Kibutsuji from Demon Slayer. Reader will be human and a regular citizen for this scenario. Will contain NSFW and slight manga spoilers (just one) so minors/anime-onlys, please do not interact.]

SFW:

Oooooo wee. Mr. Grumpy for a Living himself. Being in a relationship with Muzan can be.... interesting. It can be a lot of things. He can act "generous" and spoil you like a princess or just outright mean as hell. Either way, you'll be treated more as a pet/prized possession than an actual partner.

Muzan, or Tsukihiko, first met you while he was on a stroll with his beloved "wife and daughter." You were minding your business, and the demon just couldn't keep his eyes off you. Of course, the demon chastised himself for even looking at anyone like that, much less a mere human. But, longer he had his eyes on you, the more he wanted to know about you. So, he began planning your move into his castle and his life. This Demon King wanted his Queen. Well... to be more accurate....

He was in need of you.

From your point of view, you noticed Muzan's intense gaze on you that night. To say you weren't fazed by it would be a bold-faced lie. You tried to shake off his glare, but something within you made your eyes turn towards his. The shivers that enveloped your spine, the slight hitch in your breath and body language, none of it went unnoticed by him. Those ruby red eyes of his.... it's like they put you in a trance. One that made you want to know more about him.

The next time you saw Muzan was during a local event in your village. As you went to approach him, the alarm bells in the back of your mind began to ring. Your logic was telling you to stay away from this man at all cost. Deciding to put those thoughts behind, you approach the demon and introduce yourself. Muzan was a bit surprised that you made the first move, but all it did was make his plan of having you that much easier. Giving you a warm smile, he returned your gesture and bowed politely.

“It's a pleasure to meet you as well, (Last Name). I'm Tsukihiko. I apologize for my staring the other night.”

Such a suave liar.

From that day on, a steady friendship ensued between the two of you. Friendly trips to the market, hangouts at local events, night walks in the village. All of it made you come to like Muzan even more. To the point that those feelings became rather.... loving. Initially, you felt guilty for even developing them. The thought of being with a married father made you feel icky. But, being the oh so attentive person that he is, Muzan took note of your inner dilemma and immediately knew how to dissolve those worthless worries. All it took was a fake smile and gentle reassurance.

“(Name), I've come to sense that you're worried about Rei. Well, I can say that it is not necessary. We got a divorce as of recent, and she took our daughter with her. A factor of why is due to what I am.”

Muzan then told you about him being a demon. How he had to consume flesh to survive. This new information made you feel highly conflicted, to say the least. Before you could even process his confession, you heard a twang and found yourself surrounded by a multitude of buildings. You go to question him, but what you saw made your body freeze. Those ruby red eyes you fell for were now a harsh, blood red with slits. The caring Tsukihiko was really the ever atrocious Muzan Kibutsuji, the King of all Demons.

The devilish man stood in front of you, caressing your cheek gently, despite the look of possessiveness in his eyes. It was at this moment that you knew what you were dealing with. It terrified you, but.... it also intrigued you. It only made you fall deeper in love with him. Which is exactly what he wanted. “From this day on, you are mine, and mine only. No demon or man is allowed to be in your prescence, much less look at you. Such filth shall not matter to you. Ever. Do you understand.”

As most people say, Muzan has achieved the rich status and will pretty much spoil you. Anything you want, he's already at the place, cash in hand. That kimono you were eyeing? Already in the closet. A piece of jewelry you talked about getting? He's already putting it around your neck. This man has bought you so much stuff that you feel like a spoiled princess rather than his s/o.

Affection is very rare with him. He's not exactly the romantic type, but when he's in the mood for your touches, he'll just stop you from whatever you were doing and sit you in his lap. He'd caress your thighs and deliver small kisses to your neck. He would hold you tight, almost clingy, but these moments always made your heart flutter.

NSFW:

Now, you know this man is experienced. He's lived for over a thousand years, plus he had five wives in the past (though he treated them like complete shit). Muzan has the knowledge and skills to make the human body experience the ultimate pleasure.

If it weren't for Muzan's ability to hold himself back, he would've jumped on you then and there. The site of the soft ropes decorating the canvas that was your body made him aroused. He decided to heighten the experience by blindfolding you. The demon began to circle you, using the tips of his fingers to stroke the skin of your tummy, goosebumps appearing in their trail. He then moved them to your lips, letting them invade your mouth. You happily sucked on them, a soft moan emitting from you. An amused smirk formed on Muzan's lips.

“Such greed you have. Are you so reluctant to suck on my fingers? Perhaps my cock would be a better option for you then? Hm?”

It seemed his statement went straight to your core. As he stood in front of you and adjusted the rope to spread your legs, Muzan chuckled at the sight of your pussy drooling. Kneeling down, he delivered a series of kisses to your clit while sliding his middle and ring fingers in. To say you were a whimpering mess was an understatement. A combination of not knowing when or what he'd do, plus the feeling of his slender fingers, your cunt sang a song of joy for him.

Muzan is definitely big. He's definitely a good 9 inches and would increase its size to a 10. His cock has veins on both sides, and a pretty pink tip. You didn't know how you were gonna make it with a monster like that, but no worries. Muzan will make it fit. It's why this activity is done with you and you only. Your pussy is the only thing that's capable to handling him.

Your heart jumped a bit when you felt your body being suspended a couple inches off the bed. Was this man really about to fuck you stupid like this? Taking off his clothes, Muzan stood on the bed and used the tip of his dick to tease your entrance. You whined at him to stop the tease and get on with the show. A slap to your clit and the rough pace of his thrusts made you pause your complaint, your loud mewls ringing in the air.

“Cease your complaining. I'm the only one who gives instructions here. Are you that hungry for my cock that you decide to be a brat? To be so desperate as to beg me for it? So filthy. But nonetheless, I will gladly show you just how much I can offer this pussy.”

Muzan's favorite position is definitely between missionary and doggy. Missionary allows him to see you fall apart and mark your neck with his lovebites. Doggy, on the other hand, gives him access to smack your ass to his heart's content. He also loves to push your head into the mattress and fuck you harder. But, his number one will always be you on your knees, sucking him for everything's he's got.

Ya'll have more than likely fucked while he was in his female form. You never knew that tribbing could feel so good. And boy, was Muzan a master at the art. Crossed missionary, cowgirl, you did it all. Of course, she fucked you with dildos of all sizes. Some days, Muzan would overstimulate you with a vibrator attached to your clit.

“You can't handle anymore? How disappointing. You've only had four orgasms so far. Surely you can take more, my naughty girl.”

The overall lesson here? Muzan Kibutsuji is a god at sex, and you will always be left a drooling mess.

[Here's Muzan! Ngl, I went a bit wild with NSFW jdndnrnr💀. Thanks for reading! Likes, comments, and reblogs will be greatly appreciated 💕.]

[Tagging: @sailewhoremoon @frxxst]

[schlattsdoll]

ahhh i waiting for you to add to the tedschlatt post!!

and omg the “them fighting over you” thought is SO VALID!!!

both of them would be so incredibly desperate to touch you and pleasure you (theyre whipped with a capital w and havent seen you in three weeks what do you expect), but after seeing the snacks, you’d convince them to have a movie night, and of course, they can’t say no to their girl.

the three of you would be cuddling under a blanket watching a christmas movie, and ted looks over at schlatt, seeing that he’s clearly too invested in the movie. he then looks over at you, giving you a look you can’t quite decipher, and puts his hand on your thigh, dangerously close to your pussy. you look at ted, wide eyed, mouthing a silent “what are you doing?” to him. he puts his finger to his lips, telling you to stay quiet, and whispers in your ear, “stay quiet, sweetheart, you don’t want schlatt knowing right?” he sneaks his hand into your pajamas, and slides your panties to the side. you are WET, and ted smirks at your neediness. you give him the best puppy dog eyes you can, silently begging him to do something, anything. he’s not as mean as schlatt, so he gives in and rubs circles on your clit. you gasp as quietly as you can and shift in your spot on the couch. you both look over at schlatt, who’s still engrossed in the movie. ted unexpectedly slides a finger in your wet pussy, causing you to moan. “t- teddy!” schlatt snaps his neck to look at the two of you and he doesn’t need to lift the blanket to know what’s going on. “ted, you better not be doing what i think you’re doing.” “why, what the fuck are you gonna do about it?” “i’m gonna fuck her until she can’t walk.” “what? why me???” you say, confused about how you got involved in this. “you can’t fuck her like i can.” “oh, you’re on bitch.” ted and schlatt give each other competitive looks. you sigh in exasperation at your boys’ competitiveness and how they didn’t even hear you, too caught up in their argument, but all three of you knew that you were more than happy with this arrangement. needless to say, both of them took turns fucking you stupid, and you had never been more grateful that the frat house was empty.

tedschlatt are the best boys and all they wanna do is make their girl feel good, theyre just kens fr

- 🤭 anon

anna i adore your brain lemme live there

minors dni

both your boys wanting to jump your bones before you insisted on having a cute movie night instead seeing the target bags full of snacks they’d bought before seeing you. you could see the slight disappointment in their eyes, after all they hadn’t seen you in three weeks.

schlatt being too invested in a childhood favorite of his while ted gives into his needs. jay only pays attention when he hears your cute little moans of your nickname for ted.

their competitive natures taking control of them as they decide to take turns making you cum over and over again. taking turns with their heads between your thighs, buried in your wet cunt as you wiggled and moaned out for each of them. “teddy… jay… fuck babies i don’t know if i can do anymore….”

them taking turns making you stupid on their cocks, especially schlatt who’s just more rough than ted. “fuck dolly, look at you all fucked out on your boys cocks. who makes you feel better huh?”

THE AFTERCARE ??? unmatched. you go back to watching the movies as you all snuggle together, your head on schlatts shoulder while ted’s head was on yours. “best christmas ever.”

[cosmicisms]

alhaitham nsfw headcanons

minors do not interact.

gn!reader.

warnings: mentions of spanking, humiliation, edging, penetration, degradation.

author’s note: god i’m so down bad for this man 💔

- definitely a top. will laugh and taunt you if you try to top him. it’ll likely take a good amount of convincing (and some of his pride being swallowed) to allow you to top him.

- when alhaitham slips his cock into you, it’s after a big amount of foreplay. he’s not one to rush things, understandably wanting to enjoy the moment and get the two of you into the right mood.

- namely by touching your erogenous zones and some dirty talk sprinkled in here and there.

- if you get needy and try and move onto his cock, he’ll slap your ass firmly and tut with a teasing lilt to his voice. if he’s especially mean, he’ll prolong the amount of time until he lets you have his cock.

- alhaitham takes his time when it comes to sex, as mentioned already. when he finally slips his aching length into you, he takes a moment to fully embrace the feeling.

- as soon as he bottoms out, he’ll squeeze your hips and tip his head back slightly, shutting his eyes and swallowing, his adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.

- the sensations are so much! alhaitham will try to cover up his noises of pleasure through grunts and deep, shaky breaths, swearing lowly.

- “f-fuck, you feel so good, y/n…” alhaitham slowly starts to move, thrusting slowly to allow you time to process everything.

- on that note, he keeps a keen eye out for your reactions. he just can’t seem to tear his gaze away from you, enamoured by the way you squeeze your eyes shut and grab at the sheets.

- he likes it rough, whether that be slamming his hips into yours without pause, or when you drag your fingernails across his back.

- however, he will stop if asked, and will talk about upping the intensity before actually initiating anything. he just wants to make sure you’re enjoying yourself too.

- alhaitham will lightly degrade you, nothing too mean (unless you want it, of course). usually he’ll growl and whisper things like: “that’s it, take it like a whore”, or “you’re my good little slut, aren’t you?”

- will shower you with plenty of praise after you guys are done though! strong arms wrapped around your form, chests pressed flush against each other’s, alhaitham will kiss your forehead and mumble into your skin; “you did so well, love,” and he’ll thank you for letting him indulge in you.

- this man has a lot of pent up energy, despite his aloofness. he’s definitely into some hardcore stuff, on top of being rough. things like spanking, bondage, humiliation, etc.

- loves edging, too! alhaitham gains pleasure from watching the crystalline tears slide down your face as he denies you of another orgasm, mercilessly grinning down at you. he’ll dance his fingertips along your sensitive parts, never truly letting you reach your high.

- on top of that, he’ll make you beg for him. not satisfied until he sees your face contort with the embarrassment and your eyes well up with tears.

- cannot stop touching you when he’s not edging you, though. bro does not know how to keep his hands to himself. he’ll constantly have them running all over your body, mapping out and learning off where your most sensitive areas are. for later use <3

- speaking of sensitive parts, alhaitham’s ears are his weak point. caress or even gently nibble at his ears, and he’ll be biting back whines as his face flushes red.

- agh~! you… huh? n-no, i didn’t like that…” he’ll try to cover it up, but judging by the smirk on your face, he knows his secret is unfortunately out.

- overall, he’s a passionate lover, even if physical touch and words of affirmation aren’t his main love languages. he’s just so needy and whipped for you, he just can’t help himself!

- his aftercare is nice. always keeps water and a few snacks at the ready once you’re finished. will also draw a bath for you, and offer to help you get cleaned up. however, his self-control could slip, so tread lightly <3

[cecilebutcher]

Twst characters headcanons

Just some headcanons for the twst boys. This time for heartslabyul.

This is just my headcanons and opinion!!

R.Rosehearts

British, and has an accent.

I darkened his eye color and gave him some beauty marks.

Has scars from the overbolt.

Demi-sexual. Not in a relationship.

Loves anything containing strawberries.

Has a heart hair pin that cater gave him.

^^he uses it to tie up his hair when he’s studying.

His favorite type of music is classic.

Really into mystery novels.

Also mystery games.

And mystery shows.

Basically love’s mystery and stuff like that.

When he’s feeling stressed he’ll go and hang out with the hedgehogs. Sometimes the flamingos as well.

His favorite housewarden to be around is Kalim.

After that is Vil.

While he hates Floyd’s guts, he still cares for his annoying classmate.

T.Clover

Also British. But his accent is less notable.

Gave him one brown eye one gold + some beauty marks.

Cater painted his nails for him.

Unlabeled. Dating Cater

Hums whenever he bakes.

His favorite thing to bake is cheesecake.

Cater makes him braid his hair.

Used to French braid his little sisters hair.

Speaking of sister, his siblings send him good morning and good night texts all the time.

Though usually they aren’t even in the morning or night.

Him and Rook study together from time to time.

He also helps the ADeuce duo when they’re having trouble.

Heartlabyul mom.

Goes on hikes with Jade a lot of the time.

Loves hearing Cater play the guitar.

C.Diamond

Scottish(don’t ask) but with no accent.

Since Cater is generally fucking perfect. I only gave him a bit of eye circles.

Also ✨freckles✨.

Bisexual. Dating Trey. Used to have the biggest crush on Vil that ever existed. 

Ok that crush might still be there.

But it’s very tiny, barely exists

Also dated Idia for like, a week.

His lock screen is of Trey baking.

Has a camera that he takes with him when going to new places.

Really fucking good at editing.

Plays the guitar, bass and ukulele.

Has a nice singing voice.

A.Trappola

Filipino. Again, no accent.

Speaks Filipino when he’s seriously angry.

Gave him some of scars from the overbolts.

I also gave him ✨freckles✨ and an earring.

Bisexual. Dating Deuce.

Tells his older brother almost anything.

Has two of the chillest parents ever.

Only Deuce has met his parents in person, But Riddle talked to them once on the phone.

When they got told ace almost got expelled on his first day they were like “yup, sounds about right”!

Always has playing cards on him.

His U.M is gonna have something to do with playing cards.

Is a lot smarter then he lets on

Is an average C+ and B- student.

Used to be an average A and B+ student but stopped trying when he entered nrc.

Can play the flute.

Knows how to drive but doesn’t have a license.

Little spoon.

Loves forehead and hand kisses.

Has a nice singing voice.

D.Spade

Half Latino half British.

Tons of scars from both overbolts and fights.

Homosexual/gay. Dating Ace.

Goes to the gym regularly with Sebek and Jack.

Has a small pocket knife.

Has both ADHD and Dyslexia.

Knows how to play the ukulele.

Sticks a bit of his tongue out when too focused.

Isn’t that good at cooking, But likes helping out in the kitchen.

Tons of piercings, and I mean TONS.

Has a small tattoo in his lower back (regrets getting it)

Had a small spade tattoo on his arm.

Likes having his hair played with/ run through.

Suddenly switches to Spanish when stressed.

Used to have a dog when he was a kid.

Has one friend that he knew from kindergarten that was in a gang with him.

^^ they still talk and Deuce considers him one of his closest friends.

Has three cousins and is close with all of them

One of said cousins goes to nrc

Favorite fruit is blueberry

Least favorite are bananas

Allergic to strawberries

Is surprisingly good at baking and cooking

When starting school he’d call his mom everyday, now he only calls her thrice a week.

His mom knows everyone’s names and looks because he keeps talking about them.

Remember these are my headcanons and opinions. Yours can differ and disagree with them.

[helldustedstories]

With pride month on the horizon, let's talk characters and their sexualities and gender identities! While these are different, they're both part of the community, and it's important to discuss, especially when talking about those who are more marginalized.

Starting with canon characters!

Angel Dust - The way I write Angel is homosexual and demiromantic. Which means that he is attracted to men and does not form romantic attachments without first forming an emotional connection. I also write him as genderqueer, which means he's not entirely cis. He likes to play around with gender and gender expression, but doesn't necessarily have or want a different label, though he might figure something else out down the line.

Asmodeus - Ozzie is pansexual, demiromantic, and genderfluid. He is attracted to any and all genders, but again only forms romantic attachments with an emotional connection. This also means he's on the ace spectrum! And as far as his gender goes, while he frequently presents as male and mostly uses masculine pronouns, there are absolutely days where that is not the case. Sometimes he prefers to present more femme, and he might decide to use feminine pronouns that day. Or he might present more femme, while sticking with masculine pronouns. Another possibility is more androgynous, in both presentation and pronouns. The possibilities are honestly endless. He's just Ozzie, no matter what, and that's what's important.

Charlie - While she is bisexual and biromantic, Charlie is sapphic-leaning. Which means that she prefers partners who are not men. Because "bi" in her case does not mean "only men and women;" it is simply the label she is comfortable with, the one she vibes with.

Husk - While most people would judge him based on appearances and think he's straight, Husk is pansexual and demiromantic. It really doesn't matter what's in someone's pants, as far as he's concerned. Romantic relationships are a whole different story, and he's had far fewer of those, especially after ending up in Hell.

Lucifer - The King of Hell is pansexual and panromantic; he sees someone attractive and does the "oh no, they're hot" meme regardless of gender. He's also not entirely cis, but doesn't really have a label for that part of himself. Maybe he'll settle on one later, but for now, he's fine just being Lucifer.

Moxxie - This particular imp is bisexual, biromantic, and polyamorous! Moxxie is also demiboy, which means that, while he does vibe with the gender he was assigned at birth, there are times where he Does Not. He's exploring that part of himself, with support from Millie, and also through discovering different parts of himself within the terms of their ethical nonmonogamy.

Stolas - Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia is homosexual and demiromantic. Which again means that he is only attracted to men, and does not form romantic attachments without an emotional connection. In his case, he also finds it difficult to be sexually attracted to someone without an emotional connection, which also puts him on the ace spectrum, both sexually and romantically. Additionally, though he has not had a chance to explore his gender on any level, really, that is something that will likely happen in the future.

Vortex - While Tex is probably the most cis muse on this list, he is definitely not the straightest. This hellhound is pansexual, panromantic, and polyamorous! He's had relationships with all sorts of people; he's chill as long as his partner is chill. Unlike Moxxie, he has had romantic relationships with multiple partners at once, as long as all parties involved are aware and amenable.

And now for my OCs!

Ardor - Another pansexual, panromantic, polyamorous muse! While he is pan, Ardor tends to be male-leaning. He's had multiple partners in the past, though his primary partner will always be Zeal.

Cain - Pansexual and demiromantic, Cain doesn't have much of a preference as far as partners go. He hasn't had that many romantic relationships, falling on the aromantic spectrum; he just hasn't really been interested, instead focusing his time on making sure Hell remains fed.

Echo - The definition of genderfluid. Echo's presentation is usually androgynous or masc-leaning, as they were AFAB in life. They're also pansexual and panromantic, which means that they're very much into just about anyone.

Johnny - While he didn't necessarily know the proper terms to describe himself when he was alive, Johnny is both bisexual and biromantic. Like Charlie, this just means that this is the label he prefers. He does tend to lean more into women, but he would be equally as happy with someone of any gender, as long as they treated him well and appreciated him properly.

[skidrowflorist]

Memories of my Childhood Edition

Repost. Don't reblog. Bold what applies. Italicize what sometimes applies.

scraped knees, silent tears in a locked room, slamming doors, pervasive loneliness, a dog barking, rain on a metal roof, flinching at movement, the creak of an old house, forced laughter, wandering in the dark woods, wondering how you made it through, sudden loss, trying to make sense of the noise, hiding what you love to protect it, trying to explain but your words falter, invaded privacy, confusion at the pain, running barefoot in the grass, wondering what you did wrong and coming up with nothing, realizing you aren’t a priority, grass stains on white clothing, trying to earn love you will never have, being threatened over the smallest mistake, secrets you are warned not to share, the feeling of never being good enough, the hope things might someday get better, grief that aches in your bones, childish dares and pranks, the sense that your body isn’t yours, shame and guilt that aren’t yours to carry, sledding down a frozen hill, absentmindedly following snakes through the grass, punching a tree until your knuckles bleed, tears over every dead creature you find, searching out small places you can hide… just in case, climbing the tallest tree so they can’t touch you, the feeling of something tainted under your skin, a curious child told to stop asking, floral dresses, body tensing at approaching footsteps, anger with nowhere to go, brief escapes from the chaos, the purr of a contented cat, taking the blame to keep the peace, being told you’re too sensitive, the creaking springs of a trampoline on a sunny day

Tagged by: @scrivellc (thanks! i am QUAKING at the things they share… they things they probably don't know they share and can never explain to each other….)

Tagging: @1end, @fabricwrapped (for evelyn), @leatherfangs, @murroyilodel, @polarean (for elwin or jacques), @themeekwillinherit

[battlelaine]

Evelyn w Entei: I was saved from falling to my death by this big dog cat and now we're best friends. Nita w Landorus: This weird cloud man decided he liked me cause I beat some guys up. Morgan w Regice: A giant block of ice stalked me through the woods for a week and I thought I was going to die.

[inmyheaddd]

half asleep - grayson hawthorne x reader

a/n: someone lmk how to acquire a sleepy grayson to cuddle with for myself pls wc: 368 masterlist

you were wide awake, your leg strewn across grayson’s torso and his arms wrapped around you. he was out like a light, and you should’ve been too. 

you blame the 2 extra coffees you had in the morning. in your defense, you were a walking zombie by 1pm, desperate for a boost of energy.

now, you had been laying there silently awake for an hour; it was impossible to go back to sleep.

you thought you were hilarious, so you slowly got out of his grip, propping yourself up on one elbow. 

“grayson, i need you to buy germany for me.” you whispered as you patted his shoulder.

you were spewing absolute nonsense, playing a prank on your boyfriend that you had seen other people do online.

“what?” he muttered. his slight pout, and the way his brows were furrowed with his eyes still closed made possibly the most adorable sight you’d ever seen.

you tried your hardest to not laugh, “you need to buy germany from the store. i asked you last week.”

“okay, okay, ill do it. just…” he patted his arm around looking for you, “come back to sleep, sweetheart.” he mumbled as he blindly reached for your waist again to pull you in closer, but you stayed put.

“wait but, what about the purple frogs in italy?”

“i’ll get them.” he said with a sleepy groan, “tomorrow.” he pulled you in closer successfully this time, and he grabbed the back of your knee, pulling it over his lower half as he wrapped his other arm around your shoulder.

you were shaking with laughter, biting your bottom lip trying not to wake him up.

his breaths were starting to steady and then you saw his brows furrow again. after a beat of silence, he blinked one open eye at you. 

“sweetheart, germany? as in the whole country?” 

you met his gaze sheepishly, holding back a laugh. “purple frogs in italy? are you alright?” he continued. it was impossible not to laugh now.

“i was just messing with you,” you said in between giggles, “i’m sorry,” you placed a hand on his cheek, and he smiled sleepily at the sound of your laughter, closing his eyes again momentarily. 

“i’ll try and get germany for you. no garauntees, my love, but i’ll do my best.” he mumbled sleepily as he brought your head to his chest, kissing the top of it. 

“what about the purple frogs in italy?” you muttered into his chest with a smile.

he let out a sleepy chuckle, “absolutely not.”

taglist: @x-liv25-jamieswife @wish-i-were-heather @thecircularlibrary @whatsamongus

@sweetlikeanangel @littlemissmentallyunstable @sheisntyou @emelia07

@anintellectualintellectual @tornqdowarnings @maybxlle

[clairoscharm]

━━ my pov of ellie iv

cr : @idontgetanysleep & pinterest for the pics

dayana's talk : some of these happened to me irl lol #homoeroticfriendship #casual #itsbeenawhile

DAILY CLICK

DONT BUY TLOU

WAYS TO HELP PALESTINE

🍒 would tap your hands or you (in general) to sign as she wants to hold your hands

💋 do some artsy stuff for you even tho she thinks she is bad at it…

🍎 probably would say can i hold your hands LMFAO (#truestory) we love asking for consent type of ppl

🍒 the type that would draw something on your hands or the one who got drawn & she wouldn't mind it cause she's enjoying it.

💋 would send you videos or voice messages of her playing guitar or even playing it for you when the two of you are hanging out at her house.

🍎 shes a pussy i fear in a horror roblox game i fear (#me)

🍒 but she would be helpful especially if the games have riddles!

💋 probably would say or ask you to listen to an album together (charm by clairo & a new album from beabadoobee #selfinserted)

🍎 and would talk about which song is her fav and talk about the vibes and the beat from the album

🍒 would stay up all night (waiting for you to sleep first) on the phone bc you're scared of something/overthinking

💋 she's the type of person who would enjoy silence with someone she loves

🍎 her cooking for you when you're sick with help from joel or maybe dina!

🍒 MOVE A LOT WHEN SLEEPING

💋 the type who would say "farts incoming" to you

🍎 doesn't know how to do braids but knows how to tie a hair...? does that make sense?

🍒 would dedicate a board that fills with photobooth pictures (with you) or some drawing (from you) and hang it in her room, literally dedicated to you lol

💋 talks about EVERYTHING

🍎 i feel like ellie is dinosaur & wildlife animal enthusiastic as for abby she is more of a marine life girl.. idk it make sense to me... (im just saying)

🍒 her love language is cutting fruits for you as a snacks

💋 she loveeeeeeeee spending time with you to the point that she would go to your house every day back then

🍎 would sing the meow meow (what was i made for) song to annoy you or anytime she's feeling sad

🍒 ellie is not stingy with you, she would definitely buy you everything (if she could)

💋 her diary or journal fills with her yapping about you

🍎 would yapping to joel, dina and jesse as well. she swear she didn't mean too!!

🍒 drawing and doodling together

💋 would take everything in her not to burden you (shes overthinks a lot and also w her other problems) and ofc you would give her words of affirmation

🍎 ellie probably start doing something or gestures that you do as well without herself noticing it like she tries to get more involved with films and tv shows just because you're a major film nerd

🍒 not good with words umm... but she tries her best tho!

💋 you sure do make her feel like she's juna by clairo (this is hinted i am writing a shot based on this song)

🍎 i feel like being in a relationship with ellie is like a calm sunday morning with warm tea in hand as you talk with your partner about the future, present and past.

REMINDER !!

that neil is a zionist and therefore dont buy his games, doesnt matter remastered or not !!!

before you leave, have you DONATE TO PALESTINE today? ITS FREE TOO !!

[ryukenzz]

Kokushibo / Michikatsu Tsugikuni - SFW & NSFW Headcanons

[Note: Relationship Headcanons of Kokushibo/Michikatsu Tsugikuni from Demon Slayer. In this scenario, Reader will be described as a Demon Slayer with the rank "Kinoe." Will contain NSFW and manga spoilers so minors/anime-onlys, please do not interact.]

SFW:

You first encountered the Upper Rank demon on a mission in a semi-isolated village. Perfect. Just great. Your first mission as a newly ranked Kinoe has branded you with the luck of encountering an Upper Kizuki. Upper Moon One, to be exact. Despite feeling the immense pressure from his aura, you unsheathed your [color of choice] sword and muttered the first form of your breathing style. While you were preparing to attack, Kokushibo took the time to study you (more like check out). With those six eyes holding the ability to "see through," he analyzes the muscles and bones within your body, determining your skill level. A clashing of blades rang into the air, indicating the beginning of the battle.

After several hours of endless fighting, you found yourself on one knee, clutching your bloodied arm. Sweat and crimson decorated your skin, while the Upper Rank was devoid of any wounds. Kokushibo's three sets of eyes stared down at your figure, taking in your appearance. Your expertise with the sword was highly impressive.

“Your abilities are quite... exceptional. It's a shame that your humanity... holds you back. Become a demon... increase your power.”

You looked at the demon like he had two heads. Become a demon? What the hell was he talking about?? Picking up your sword, you go to attack him, but Kokushibo knocked you out and vanished. Normally, he would've killed you, but there was something about you that... intrigued him. He hadn't felt that rushing excitement of battle in quite a long time. Not since Upper Moon 3's attempt to snatch his rank.

The days that followed were full of restlessness and heckling thoughts of one another. Neither of you could focus on your missions or training. Ever since you both clashed, Kokushibo has been wanting to fight you once again, which is a rarity for the 6'3" creature. And what better way than to seek you out and crash one of your missions?

To say you were bamboozled would be an understatement. You never thought you would see him again. Your swords meet each other a few seconds later, Kokushibo staring down at your figure. He begins speaking, telling you that, “Our battle has been... on my mind for some time... now. I wish to know... more about you...”

Since then, you and your new companion would meet in the same spot and train with one another. Kokushibo gave you tips on how to improve your swordsmanship while you taught him about humanity some. A friendship eventually blossomed, and your training sessions soon became friendly outings. A mututal respect between demon and slayer was slowly brewing up to be something more.

Over time, Kokushibo had taken a great liking to you. Your skills and heart made him feel.... good. You felt the same for him. Even with his peculiar features, the demon was very attractive. He made you stronger, better.... wanted. Both of you craved the other, but your occupations made it nearly impossible. But who's to say fate can decide that?

You wrote Kokushibo a letter, asking him to meet you at an abandoned cabin. When he arrived, you both stood there, facing each other in silence. You finally swallowed your nervousness and spilled your heart out to him. After your confession, the Upper Moon continued to stay quiet until his deep voice spoke up. “Despite working for... the enemy... you have made my cold heart... beat again. Even with your humanity... you are special... to me.”

At the start of the relationship, physical touch was mainly initiated by you. Kokushibo didn't really think much of it, but his way of showing you his love was through quality time. Whether it be watching over you in the shadows or napping with you during the day, he was happy to be in your prescence.

Ultimately, he told you about his past with Yoriichi. How it shaped him to become a demon. That night was the first time he initiated physical affection and gave you the sweetest first kiss known to man (and of course, you returned the favor by pecking every space on his marks).

NSFW:

Kokushibo does have experience when it comes to sex. Even though he had a wife and kids as a human, it'd been years since he's been intimate with anyone. So the first time ya'll get down, he takes things slowly before getting into his groove.

Laid upon the soft futon in your bedroom, the Upper Rank's large hands roamed your body while his lips softly explored your neck. He sensually removes your kimono and delivers open-mouthed kisses on your chest. You lean your head back to allow him full access to your neck, a delicate moan leaving your lips. Taking it as a sign to further his actions, Kokushibo kisses a trail down your stomach, the top row of his eyes watching your reaction.

You appreciated how gentle your six-eyed boyfriend was with you, but your impatience was starting to show. Sensing this, the Upper Moon leaned away from your covered cunt and gave you a tender kiss. “I suppose you shall receive... your award for your... patience.” As soon as he says this, he makes his way back to your pussy, removing your underwear and goes to town. You had never felt such pleasure in your life (you damn near passed out).

Afterward, he licked your essence from his lips and chin and stood on his knees, removing his clothing. What you saw made you and your pussy nervous. Kokushibo was a good eight inches flaccid, but a full nine when hard. There was even a prominent vein on the left side of his cock.

Relishing in your reaction, he picked up your thighs and reassured you softly, and slid in. He may have ate your cunt like a pro, but he pounded your cervix like a full-blown champ. You were amazed that his cock could reach your womb before even started moving.

I see Kokushibo as a firm type of lover. He'll whisper sweet and loving words at you while bullying your G-spot like it did something to him. He also took notice of how you'd clench around him whenever his deep voice dropped an octave (he took advantage of this fact every single time). Kokushibo may have been a gentleman, but he showcased just how much of a demon he was in the bedroom.

“You can give me... one more, can't you...? Don't hide yourself from me... let me take care of her needs...”

[These took me way too long to finish💀. I hope I didn't make his character OOC or anything of the sort. ^^']

[schlattsdoll]

hi rikki!!!! some thoughts rattling around in my brain at 1:19 am:

fratboy!tedschlatt over winter break????

they’d make a groupchat with the three of you in it because how could they stay without talking to you for two weeks? ted would get you something sentimental and nice like jewelry and schlatt would get you three matching hoodies (he’d also send you one of his hoodies that smelled like him, labeled “don’t tell ted”, knowing the three of you made a bet about who could simp the least). but imagine the CHAOS when you send them a picture of you wearing the new hoodie and jewelry on christmas day.

you: *sent a picture*

schlatt: damn doll, show me what’s under that sweatshirt

ted: schlatt shut up, it’s my turn today

schlatt: you shut the fuck up, she’s my christmas present

ted: YOU shut the fuck up, i have her today

schlatt: no the fuck you dont???

you: why am i here again??

them not being able to help themselves when you surprise them at the frat house wearing their christmas presents.

AHHH i <3 tedschlatt

yours truly,

- 🤭 anon

ANNA YOUR BRAIN

sending a selfie saying “thank you for my beautiful gifts my boys. i love you both so so much <3” and them going crazy, especially schlatt who is a horndog at all times

them fighting over you and you sit there laughing at everything, until you get an idea. you knew both of them stayed at the frat house this past holiday season so it wasn’t empty so you made the drive up to the college and were very happy to see that ted’s truck was missing from the parking lot. you ran into the house using the spare key they left with you and sat down under the tree

the boys came back with target and old navy bags, they’d bought junk snacks and matching pajamas for the three of you. schlatt dropped one of the bags and saw you scrolling your phone under the tree. “ted, you see her too right?” “jay you’re crazy there’s no way sh-” he stopped short when he saw you in the hoodie schlatt bought for you all and the necklace with their birthstones on it, “hi babies!”

they fought over who got to hug you first before you stood up and hugged them both at the same time. “lost the bet, i missed my boys too much.” you smiled up at them. ted kissed your forehead while schlatt went for your cheek

the three of you changed into your matching pajamas and hoodies and cuddled up on ted’s bed watching christmas movies. “best present ever doll.” “absolutely love.”

[cosmicisms]

kaeya kink analysis

nsfw (mdni)

male reader (dom and sub)

warnings: spanking, degradation, bondage, humiliation, overstimulation, praise kink, exhibitionism, voyeurism.

a/n: need him need him need him

dom!kaeya

spanking.

definitely into spanking. don’t brat off to kaeya, because he will not hesitate to throw you over his lap and spank you until you’re in tears. enjoys blowing cold air onto the handprints and marks, making you flinch and get annoyed at him. if you’re comfortable with it, he’ll use things like a riding crop or even a belt to spank you, but if not, he has no problem using just his hand. also makes you count <3

“c’mon, you can take three more, can’t you? it’s your own fault for being such a brat in the first place. now where were we? ah yes… that’s ten.”

degradation.

yeahhh big degrader over here. will not hesitate to call you a slut while you’re choking on his cock. watching your cheeks flush red from humiliation only makes his cock twitch, wherever it is.

“what a whore, bent over and needy for me like this. what, you don’t like being called a whore? mmm, that’s too bad~”

bondage.

for sure into bondage. likes shibari too, finding it beautiful as well as arousing. kaeya’ll use whatever he can get his hands on to restrain you to the bed; clothes, rope, handcuffs, etc. he’ll never tighten your restraints to the point of pain. even if you ask, he’ll still be hesitant since kaeya truly doesn’t want to hurt you beyond things like spanking.

“here you are, all tied up for me. how does it feel knowing that you can’t escape me now? mm, that’s such a cute look on you— helpless and desperate. make sure to keep your eyes on me, okay darling~?”

exhibitionism

kaeya will have you on his cock anywhere he wants, not seeing a reason just to keep things limited to the bedroom. makes you cockwarm him in a secluded corner on the top floor of the angel’s share, has you sucking him off under his desk in the kof headquarters, and definitely enjoys having you behind buildings and in alleyways. ever the sneaky calvary captain, he doesn’t fear getting caught. but that just adds to the excitement, no?

“shh, you better keep quiet or they’ll hear us, pretty boy. or maybe you’d like that, hm? maybe i’ll make you scream my name so loud they’ll have no choice but to hear you~”

sub!kaeya

humliation.

kaeya is SUCH a brat, honestly. if you catch him using his silver tongue to mouth you off, make sure to teach him a lesson he won’t forget. he secretly loves being humiliated, his cock straining in his pants as you degrade and punish him.

overstimulation.

GODDD OKAY LISTEN. kaeya is SUCH a brat (part 2) but like. he would so enjoy getting fucked to the point of not being able to remember why he was being fucked so hard in the first place. will moan and yell out your name until his throat goes raw while your cock destroys his ass. don’t stop until he dripping with your cum and trembling all over, he loves it.

praise.

okay, even though kaeya likes being humiliated, he likes being praised just as much. call him any variation of pet names you have with him, call him a good boy, a good slut— it’ll have his cock leaking in no time. especially when he’s cumming. he’ll be left breathless and whining, spent from his orgasm but also ready for more of your touch and sweet words.

voyeurism.

will go crazy if you fuck yourself in front of him. if you take his bondage kink into account and tie him up, he’ll be desperately begging you to let him touch you, pleading and promising he’ll make you feel good. his stiff cock is throbbing just from watching you pleasure yourself, and he’s just aching to feel you.

[houseastor]

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗 - eldest son - lord of house astor.

tristan astor was his lord father's heir since the day he was born , a little over a year before his sister lynara. always one for adventure , his mother was chasing him about the keep by the time he could walk. always on the move , and always learning. tristan was curious about everything , which his parents encouraged in not only him , but in his siblings as well when they were growing up. he was placed in a saddle soon after learning how to walk , and his father introduced him to the famed birds they were known for bringing up when he was about six years of age. while he had skill with the bow , his sister would be the one to excel in archery , while his skills with the blade were encouraged by his father. lord edmund astor swore allegiance to king viserys , and his rightful heir rhaenyra targaryen , and upon the death of the king , and famed civil war of the targaryen house , astor and his father rode out to war. lord edmund led the infantry , while tristan commanded the archery line. it was from this vantage point of the battle of rook's rest , that he witness his father , and a large number of their men die in the fallout of vhagar and meyles' battle. he continued in the war that continued , and would return home to assume his duties his sister had been seeing to in his absence.