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[prevailinghatred]

Do you ever just hear about something stupid happening in the multiverse and the first thing to come to your mind about that person is...

"What a fuckboy."

[prevailinghatred]

@dailydoseoflogic @silenceofthewave

PRAISE BE TO DECEPTICON!!!

[kinq-sleazee]

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 watashi wa star ✧₊⁺

　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ

18+ | public sex , cockwarming, degradation, idol!sukuna, pop star! reader

♪ ༘⋆ i get money i’m a star, star, star, star …♪ ༘⋆

Sukuna whose mind was set on fucking you from the very beginning. From the time he’d heard that you were considering him, alone, as a feature for your breakout single. His dick was hard. The thought of you spreading your cute little cunt with those bubble gum pink nails for him was scintillating.

Long before the song was even recorded —when the label execs were still trying to hash out the finer details of your contract. He saw that fiery look in your eye when the label pleaded for you to reconsider. Literally begging you to choose the more appropriate twin—the one that complimented your core audience better. But you held firm , defiant as you locked eyes with him.

“That’s the point. I’m done with this goodie two shoes image! Fuck what Uraume says, I can be bad too !”

Sukuna really appreciated your dedication. Seeing you unlock your inner vixen during the video shoot was delicious. The way your scantily clad body twirled and whined around him. He loved how your pebbling nipples stretched the fabric of that cute little number. The way you crawled between his legs and rested your cheek on his thigh. He could how perfect you’d look with his dick stuffed down your throat—drool and his cum running down your chest as he continued to fuck into toy. Especially the little sounds you made when his hand “slipped” into less than appropriate places during your routine. His hands had a mind of their own. So if you were going to put your ass in his face. Who was he not to oblige ?

It had to look authentic right ?

And your hard work actually paid off because by then end of things you’d definitely convinced Sukuna that you’d love to fuck yourself stupid on his cock!

However the media wasn’t convinced.

Cringe

Trying too hard.

She’s finished. Hate that for her.

Why didn’t she choose Yuuji ?

The media reception to your upcoming project was less than stellar. That’s why Sukuna suggested a club appearance. A PR stunt like this could gather excitement and you might have some fun at the same time!

That’s why you were sitting in Sukuna’s section, perched on his lap, while he and his entourage threw bills and popped bottles in front of hundreds of adoring fans. Everyone was laughing and having a good time. Everyone except you. That’s because you were too busy trying to ignore the throbbing cock nestled in your womb.

“You should really loosen up, sweetheart. People are watching. Wouldn’t want them finding out , hmm ?”

The sound of his husky voice in your ear sends shockwaves to your pussy. You whine, walls clenching tightly around the man. He chuckles darkly before your rewarded with a subtle roll of his hips.

“Damn, baby. It’s almost like you want to get caught. You that desperate to prove you’re not a good little girl?”

The hand under your pleated mini skirt grips your thighs harshly. Blunt nails scrape at the skin. A sultry whine drawn out from the action. His other hand glides over your breast to slot against your throat. He squeezes lightly , leaning you against his chest as he turns your face towards his.

You open your mouth to respond but find your voice caught in your throat. Pure lust swirls in his scarlet irises. Heat starts to pool in your abdomen and you find yourself squirming against him. He’s been stretching you so good for so long. You just can’t him yourself. You want more.

Need it.

“N-need you , ryo”

Your voice is wrecked. It’s the best he’s ever heard you sound. Record that shit and you’d probably win a Grammy.

“Tch” Sukuna rolls his eyes, smirking at your pitiful state. “Since you don’t wanna be good for me, then I’ll guess I teach you what happens to brats”.

[cinnamo6]

Friendship’s not in the field manual.

Simon “Ghost” Riley x GN!reader

warning(s): angst, no comfort (yet..)

a/n: trying my hand at a new format. Not proofread/probably grammar mistakes

You’re convinced Ghost hates you. Downright despises you.

Sad? Yes. Exasperating? Most Definitely.

Hard to be at the top of your game when you’re convinced your own Lieutenant thrives off your suffering. You were the new bright eyed rookie hacker for 141. Picking up where they fell short in the technical field. And yet somehow Ghost had managed to make you feel incompetent on good days, and just plain miserable on the worst.

You’d long accepted that he’d never like you, but that didn’t mean it didn’t bother you. Every single attempt to be friends was shot down. At least he wasn’t lying when he said he had a cold heart. It was unbelievably frustrating and you were reaching your limit.

And did.

That day you felt like the world was truly against you. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Waking up feeling just plain awful was a great start for sure. Finally finding the strength to drag yourself to the kitchen only to somehow manage to spill coffee all over yourself and your belongings, tech included. The coffee was hot enough to leave a painful burn, and there was no doubt your laptop was completely destroyed. You tried not to cry on your way to the medbay, you felt pathetic limping to and from. The walk of shame indeed.

After cleaning up the rest of the mess and at least trying to salvage the rest of your belongings that fell victim, you decided a change of clothes would do some good. Your only priority now was to Avoid. Ghost.

The last thing you needed today was his shit.

Normally you could take what he dished out, but today whatever he had in store would most definitely destroy you. Which is exactly why you froze you heard heavy foot steps approach you. You didn’t need to look to know exactly who it was.

“Sergeant.” His tone made you wince.

You’d missed the mandatory meeting. He was really gonna let you have it.

You held your breath in preparation, and stared down at the floor.

Just hold it together and break down later.

“What? Can’t even look at me? Fucking pathetic.”

Hold it together. Hold it together. Hold it togeth-

“Look at me.”

As long as you don’t look him in the eyes you’ll be fine. You can do this. You’ll get out of this in one piece.

“In the eyes, rookie.”

Christ if he wasn’t so damn scary.

You somehow worked up the nerve to finally look at him and met instant regret. His eyes held so much anger, and knowing it was directed at you was terrifying. This man must really, truly, hate you.

You couldn’t stop the tears as soon as they began. You missed the way his eyes widened, even if only by a little bit.

“Why do you hate me?” You sobbed. “I just don’t understand what I’ve done wrong.”

He saw your hands shake as you frantically wiped your eyes, in a hurry to get away from the room, from him.

“Love, I-“ he started, but you had already disappeared.

Oh he fucked up. Big time.

[carnal-lnstinct]

🎲 and Broly

Don't know if I'm too late haha

2/3 - Prompt

A kiss to the back of the neck.

Warning: M/18+. MINORS DNI. explicit language

Broly thinks to himself, pushing his nose into the crest of your head and taking in your blissful scent. ‘Are you really just for me?’ He lets out a slow, deep breath and closes his eyes with the tenderest nuzzle in your hair as his hands find your curves, comforted by how real you are and the feelings that come with you being with him. That’s when your weight shifted, succumbing to the support of his large hands. You abruptly tensed as he brought you closer, his eyes reopening at the sensation.

Your breath shook as it left your lips, your head sinking and stopped only by the wall against your forehead. ‘Are you…mine?’ His lips move to plant a kiss against your scalp. Doing so, his arms moved further around you, peck after peck with an appreciative moan down the nape of your neck. The way it relaxed you, Broly moved a hand to cup the front of your neck to keep your skin close to his mouth. He didn’t want to lose the contact to fatigue, he needed his lips on your skin, close the way your ass sat plush against the base of his abs.

Even if it made your legs tremble and your feet restless trying to hold yourself in place, even when the choked whimpers started to become frequent, turning into a mantra of breathless swears.

Your body warred with itself, exhaustion vs ecstasy. Feeling the tremulous way you contracted around him, still tight and suckling from your last climax, your body just didn’t seem to want to let him go. And he didn’t want to let you go. The little breaks in between like this helped, but it just never seemed to be enough for either of you. From the way you feel him twitch against your insides and drench down your legs to the way his large tongue tasted the skin on your neck when his lips weren't enough and his strength effortlessly kept you in place, it would be a waste to leave such a blissful state.

[respectless]

【 Promo 】

"Alright, let's get this shit over with... Ahem. Name's Velvette, social media overlord. The bitches upstairs wanted me to 'get connected', whatever the fuck that means, so 'ere I am, don't push your luck. You know the drill: no annoyance, no fashion faux pas, no trying to get my phone. Remember, I ain't opposed to cuttin' ya dick off if you try shit."

@unknown-ultimates, @i-spy-with-my-lethal-eye, @respectlcss, @sinfulxprincess, @mothvalentino @hells-ringleader @bartender-husk and anyone else. :)

[lockburn-castle]

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part 2 -> here !

[goetiae]

In the Green Witch arc, Sebastian presents a rather interesting book to Sieglinde when she requests to have something to read. The book is called The Family Physician, and it is in fact replicating a real medicinal work of the Victorian era.

The Family Physician: A Manual Of Domestic Medicine was published in London, England, by Cassell & Company in the year 1883. It is one of many books of this kind as at the time family manuals of medicine were becoming more and more popular. Of course, books were still rather expensive to print and were majorly available to the rich. As many were living in estates outside of the city centers and some traveled abroad, physicians were not always readily available. With that, more and more rich Victorians would rather have a book of medicinal remedies at home to "replace" a visit from a doctor.

The book Sebastian is showing in the arc is one of the later editions by the physicians of the London hospitals. The special edition Family Physician featured in the manga consists of four volumes and includes a diverse list of treatments for many types of illnesses.

Now, Yana does include two supposed remedies used in that book but only one of them is found on the pages: opium tincture. Laudanum was prescribed for various illnesses. As for the bacon, it is a real medical practice of the Victorian era but one recorded in The Successful Housekeeper (1888), not in this manual.

Sebastian has previously stated that he would get familiar with the medicinal treatment options of the time to assist Ciel with his health problems. We can safely assume that this handbook manual is used by him rather often to help young Lord during his various instances of sickness.

This book consists of multiple categories of illnesses that would take a long time to cover fully, but here are those that Ciel canonically either goes through or is likely to go through due to his known chronic condition (asthma):

Night Terrors

Asthma

Cold

Cough

Fever

The sort of treatment that Sebastian would put Ciel through, were he to truly follow the book, is bizarre.

Do not follow these instructions. They are highly outdated and do not follow any medical requirements. Herbs, plants, and chemicals mentioned in this post are highly toxic and should not be ingested or inhaled.

Night Terrors

Night terrors are recognized by Victorians as recurrent and relatively safe, as they are "rarely precursors of fits or epilepsy", though they may be hard to handle, especially in younger children.

In case that a Victorian child was suffering from nightmares, or night terrors as they equated the two, physicians recommended rhubarb and soda also known as Gregory's powder. Combined with a light and digestible meal, this mixture, which is currently regarded as a laxative, was to ensure that the sleep of the child is undisturbed through the night.

Asthma

During the Victorian era, asthma was not recognized as an obstructive disease of lungs, but rather as a neurological condition. Physicians of the time were seemingly very well-aware that asthma was a difficult and longterm condition even if they did not precisely understand its nature; sometimes referring to it as psychosomatic.

Within the treatments that Ciel would have realistically gotten were he, as a Victorian child, to have the kind of asthma attacks that he has had in the manga are:

I. Tobacco, which was believed to relieve paroxysms - sudden asthma attacks. The book Sebastian has provided us with says that tobacco would be especially beneficial for non-smokers who have not established tolerance to cigarettes, pipes, and cigars. Even though individuals who used this method would grow "pallid" and "damp with prespiration" after the process, their asthma attack would be "prevented". It is possible to assume that with the repeated, consistent smoking pattern Victorian asthmatics tried to balance out their breathing rhythm.

II. Lobelia inflata, also known as puke weed, is another type of tobacco recommended for asthma, though this time it is to be consumed by ingestion in a form of a tincture mixed with water. It was believed that this tobacco helped with asthma "related to indigestion". The book does state that its authors are unsure whether the plant is very effective as some patients have fallen sick after the use; which is no surprise to the modern reader as lobelia inflata has been discovered to be a toxic plant.

III. Stramonium, also known as thorn-apple, is a kind of medicine recommended by the Victorian physicians when smoking tobacco was not enough. The leaves of the plant, which is highly toxic due to multiple alkaloids within it, would be crushed and smoked. Smoking stramonium before sleep for prophylactic reasons or at the beginning of an asthma attack was generally considered an effective treatment that worked "like magic".

IV. Cigares de Joy, "anti-asthma" cigarettes created by a Frenchman, are highly regarded by the authors of the book. Like many other medicinal treatments of the Victorian era, they were, of course, bad for your health as they contained stramonium and arsenic.

V. Coffee is probably the only non-toxic method of treating asthma that Victorian doctors suggest. However, even with coffee one can't hope to have much satisfaction from the treatment: it is to be given very hot, black (pure cafe noir), without any milk, and on an empty stomach in small quantities. Bigger dosages are advised against while taking coffee with a meal is cosidered to be a cause of asthma attacks.

VI. Nitre-papers are, practically, papers with potassium nitrate. The papers were meant to be burned so the fumes fill the room. The chemical compound of nitre-papers is an irritant and causes damage to the lungs, though Victorian doctors describe multiple cases of children and adults alike "peacefully" falling asleep around ten minutes into the paper burning. The latter is probably no surprise as potassium nitrate fumes have an adverse effect on the human body, causing nausea and dizziness.

VII. Nitrite of amyl is one more nitric chemical compound that is recommended by the Victorian doctors to inhale in order to treat asthma. Now, this chemical is highly toxic in all forms and especially so in direct inhalation and ingestion; it can cause blindness, brain damage, lung scarring, and death.

VIII. Chloroform is yet another questionable way of managing asthma in the Victorian era. While the authors of the book can be given credit for mentioning that overdoing chloroform is never the aim, and even provide a story of a man who died doing so, they do still praise the method greatly. According to the manual, chloroform is to be applied in a few drops on a handkerchief one can press to the nose and inhale through. It is rather clear here that Victorians truly did see asthma as a disturbance within the nervous system and provided methods of sedating the patient.

IX. Ipecacuanha, an imported plant native to Brazil, Costa Rica, Nicaragua, Panama, and Colombia, is a remedy that the authors seem rather perplexed about. They do recommend it as an effective method of asthma treatment but they do not specify how it is to be applied. We are left wondering how exactly Victorians used this plant. Ipecacuanha, or ipecac as it is known within the medical field now, is highly toxic in all its forms and is especially dangerous to ingest. Brain damage and organ failure are only some side effects of ignoring safety precautions.

X. Potassium iodide is a medication recommended for ingesting directly in the amount of two tablespoons three times a day. Praised for postponing or even fully stopping asthma attacks, this medicinal treatment was highly regarded by the Victorian doctors. It is worth mentioning that potassium iodide has adverse side effects and is an allergen for many people. However, it is a recognized medical supplement that should be taken only, if ever, upon doctor's prescription.

Cold

Victorians recognized that cold was a rather complicated condition as it could either be a simple cold of a precursor to other, more serious, diseases: bronchitis, pneumonia, quinsy, consumption (tuberculosis), pleurisy, rheumatism, neuralgia, and more.

Doctors seemed to believe that the main cause of a common cold was dampness rather than anything else: a damp bed, a damp seat, a damp house or room, a damp robe, and more. Bathing for a prolonged amount of time was discouraged as it "caused colds".

The physiological nature of a cold was that it was seen as an inflammation of a mucuous membrane within the air-passages.

Victorians recommended that one who has caught a cold should stay quiet and not talk much, not eat too much food though drink plenty of water. The most jarring thing is, they recommend - within the book in Sebastian's possession - that colds are to be immediately treated with an aconite tincture. Needless to say, aconite is toxic in all forms and causes nausea and dizziness, vomiting, heart and lung problems, as well as death.

Out of safery reasons, we will abstain from providing any sort of recipes here. Aside from aconite, or when aconite was simply not enough, Victorian doctors suggest the following remedies:

Camphor

Phosphorus

Belladonna

Bryony

Nux vomica

Ipecacuanha

Bismuth

Arsenic

All of these ingredients are highly toxic and their effect on the human body greatly varies. Regardless, these should not be taken in absolutely any form.

Cough

Victorians recognize multiple varieties of a cough and state that there's no universal panacea for all of them. Still, they do recommend a few home remedies that are mixtures made of rather unusual components.

One suggests mixing a Paregoric elixir, which is a highly toxic substance containing deadly hydrogen cyanide, with oxymel, cascarilla, and chloric ether. Another proposes a method to treat dry cough: mixing morphia, hydrogen cyanide, and chloric ether together before ingestion.

Other cold treatments include:

Aconite [☠]

Alum [☠]

Asafoetida [!]

Belladonna [☠]

Chamomile oil

Chloroform [☠]

Coltsfoot [!]

Drosera

Gelsemium [!]

Ipecacuanha [☠]

Nitric acid [☠]

Sulphur [!]

Tartar emetic [☠]

☠ - toxic, deadly! - unsafe, may cause health problems for some people

Fever

The last condition that we can see Ciel canonically go through is a fever, which he seems to catch during the events of the Book of Circus arc. Now, treatment of a simple fever in Victorian times was rather unique as the doctors suggested using aconite or belladonna tincture to reduce the fever.

If it happened so that a patient's fever has not gone down after a long while, arsenic mixture is used. If nothing else helped and the fever is accompanied by shooting pain, highly toxic bryony is applied.

Thankfully, during the cases of remittent fever lasting for many days none of these mixtures were applied. Instead, the patient would be given ice to suck, cold water to drink, or some lemonade. Vomiting was to be calmed down with application of chloroform or ipecacuanha. Quinine, which has many dangerous side effects, would also be given. The most the patient would get aside from such dangerous medicine is nutritious meals and a lot of water.

Overall, it seems like using The Family Physician for treatment of many conditions that boys like Ciel would go through in real life Britain would cause more disadvantages than benefits for the patient. Over-reliance on toxic stimulants and deadly chemical substances could not possibly be good for anyone whose health was compromised.

Edits of the manga pages are made by us. Please, do not use them.

[royalarms]

i've  made  amends  with  myself  ,  and  i'm  feeling  okay  /  the  voice  in  my  head  keeps  on  telling  me  this  is  the  day  .  /  this  slideshow  of  all  that  i've  seen  and  all  that  i've  done  /  it  plays  over  my  thoughts  on  repeat  ,  like  a  terrible  song  /

i  keep  telling  myself  i  can  make  it  if  i  just  press  on  /  but  these  hauntingly  beautiful  memories  tell  me  i'm  wrong  .  ©

. . . this is the end

[groazei]

#GROAZEI. They called me the Leather Apron, they called me Smiling Jack! They prayed to the heavens above that I would never ever come back! ( can you hear how the children weep? chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep ... ) Once again there is pain, I bring flames, I bring cold; I'm the Blood Red Sandman coming home. On this unholy night, I will make you my own; Blood Red Sandman coming home again! I'm coming home again!

Private & Selective ALUCARD from the series; HELLSING & HELLSING ULITMATE. ( crossover & original character & au friendly. ) Triggering content such as religious themes, abuse, psychological horror, horror, body horror, NSFW, etc will be present on this blog. ( Minors & Personal Blogs DNI: You will be blocked on sight. ) Devoured by Jovis; Thirty-One / They & Them / Mexican.

[prevailinghatred]

@tacticturn cont. from here.

Megatron listened quietly as she said her piece. He… reluctantly supposed he shouldn't be surprised to receive such a reaction. How did that expression go? "Too little too late?" How long had Starscream been itching for the barest whisper of his approval? How long had she been putting everything into the war effort, all of herself and all of her brilliant wit, only to receive nothing but scathing criticisms in recent years? Don't think he didn't notice the way she had slowly seemed to turn from him as the war had stretched longer, and as they all had slowly lost sight of themselves. Don't think he didn't notice how adoration had been reduced to mere admiration, and then its further decline to resentment and dare he think it — perhaps even hatred.

But that was just it, wasn't it? Despite seeing her unhappiness, in a warped sort of way it had further motivated him to keep her more firmly by his side. For there was one thing that had never changed about Megatron despite the years and his distance from the gladiator he once was, and that was his value for the opinions and independence of other bots. Ironic that he would still hold that sentiment, perhaps, with the hindsight that their war had increasingly become about conquering and subjugation rather than the freedom and liberation of the bots under his rule.

For, how else would they know freedom unless it were structured in the way he deemed fit? Certainly, the Primes hadn’t known what they were doing. Megatron had sworn to himself to take the shattered remnants of their society and rebuild it in such a way that every bot had the agency they deserved — not recognizing that, in many ways, he was doing profoundly the opposite, with his ever-growing hunger for destruction and conquest.

You’re acting like a Quintesson, someone had once said to him. And that was a remark he’d often turned to in his darkest moments of self-doubt, wondering if perhaps — there was some thread of truth in it.

“If you truly don’t care what I think, then pray tell — what the fuck are you still doing here?” He said, lip curling to reveal blunted denta in an unkind sneer.

An unwise thing to say, perhaps. If Star walked out on him now, when he needed her most, it would only spell trouble for his ranks. But far be it for Megatron to back down from a fight when for once he’d attempted to meet Star in the middle. He’d tired of the dissent from her, deeming it inefficient in its excess — the way that she thwarted him at every turn, almost as much as Optimus did, and he was the enemy! In order for them to move forward as a team, it had to be on a unified front. And this required some degree of cooperation from his Second in Command, although he was loathe to admit this might require reparations for the long-standing animosity that had been nurtured between them for aeons.

A conversation, then. That was the best Star might get. And an unpleasant, confrontational one at that.

He stared at her. “I think I know why you stay. You still wish to know the future I set forth for us, when I enlisted you those many years ago. You wish to know peace, just as we all do. But we cannot have that peace if our forces crumble from within, and I think there’s a part of you — despite your pride and apparent disliking of me — that recognizes that.”

“You don’t have to like me to work for me, just as I do not have to like you. But we do have to meet in the middle to make it out of this impasse, and I —” he struggled here. It was hard to be earnest like this, least of all with someone who might well throw his words back in his face. And not without good reason.

“— I would have you by my side.”

[akumeis]

OUT OF MY WAY, GAY BOYS, I'M OFF TO FUCK THAT GIANT LIZARD

[fractempyreal]

i think my favorite thing that's happened since my return to this blog, is two different threads where people are giving Vergil a little critter to take care of.

[kinq-sleazee]

18+ feral thoughts of meanie!ichigo pulling your hair while you top him of in his frat brother!grimmjow cause it’s his birthday and that’s my man.

tw! degradation, oral , recording 🫶🏾

♕ ♕ ♕ ♕

they’re so bad too. like super sleazy bros that major in mansplaining and manipulation but get absolutely irate when you choose the bear !

you’re the problem not them.

why’d you wear such glossy lips if you didn’t plan on sucking dick today , whore ?

valid.

meanie!ichigo is very mean about it. he doesn’t care if you can breathe. he’ll pinch your nose while he feeds you his cock. in and out , brutally thrusting into your warm wet mouth. the way your throat bulges makes him throb.

meanie!ichigo moans so sluttily when you gagged around him. it feels so good , y’know? wraps your hair around his hand and just holds you against him. you couldn’t move even if you wanted to.

“that’s it, sweetie. be a good girl and take it. that’s all you’re really good for anyway”

fratbrother!grimmjow has the camera making sure to get every single angle of you chocking on his bro. loves the way you whimper and whine.

he’s definitely stroking his cock in time with ichigo’s thrust. you look so good with all those tears running down that pretty face of yours.

“y’know you sound way smarter with a cock in your mouth, pretty. can’t wait for my turn”.

[cinnamo6]

Simon “Ghost” Riley and the neighbors puppy!girl

fem!reader

warning(s): none a/n: sorry for not posting I’ve been trying not to kill myself teehee. Anyway here’s wonder-wall. (Not proofread/probably grammar mistakes)

Beside Simon lived his neighbor of nearly 4 years. Simon was often out on deployment and only saw his neighbor occasionally. Small talk would be exchanged but that was the extent of it.

One day as he was making his way to his front door, he spotted his neighbor and what looked to be a girl trailing behind him. The closer they got, he realized that it was a hybrid. A dog hybrid to be exact. His neighbor adopted a hybrid. Now that was interesting.

You glanced at Simon curiously as you passed and quickly turned away when you both made eye contact. He was intimidating to say the least.

“Cute.” He thought.

From then on things changed a bit. Now instead of silence, his empty flat was filled with the sound of your laughter through the shared walls. Sometimes he could feel the place shake when you ran around. He knew you were a bit clumsy based on all the times he heard a loud thump and the whining that followed.

This should’ve annoyed Simon, or at the very least peeved him. But he found that he didn’t mind the noise. Welcomed it, even.

Sometimes it was comforting to hear your giggles disturb the quiet of the empty flat.

Secretly he started to look forward to seeing his neighbor when he stepped out, because he knew you’d be there.

The closest he’d ever gotten to you was when you were on a walk trailing behind your owner. You spotted Simon and, for reasons unknown, started to sprint towards him excitedly. His neighbor was startled by this and quickly grabbed you before you could reach him. The baclava managed to hide Simon’s look of surprise. He glanced at his neighbor and raised an eyebrow quizzically.

His neighbor swallowed, nervous he’d officially screwed up.

“I’m so sorry. She’s never done this before, I have no idea what got into her.”

Simon looked down at you wriggling in your neighbors grip, desperately trying to escape. His eyes softened.

“S’alright.” He muttered, and placed a gentle hand on your head. “Sure she meant no harm.”

He retreated back into his flat feeling far too soft for his liking.

[carnal-lnstinct]

🎲 + Gohan?

1/3 - Prompt

A kiss to the neck!

You remember the chilling air from the a/c against your legs and arms, your chin resting in your hand, trying to keep your mind running to focus. The last yawn inevitably pushed you over, the thud of your phone falling loose from your other hand just a distant sound in your ears. Try as you might, you couldn’t stop yourself from falling asleep while watching a movie on tv. Out like a light before the plot could carry you to the end. 

When you break from your dreams and wake up, the first thing to cross your mind is how you knew you missed the movie. The entire living room quiet and dim, the tv waiting for your next action. Although, you don’t remember feeling this warm before you passed out. A gentle movement lifts from your back and you hear the small flap of paper. A page turning in a book and the warm weight returning to your back. 

That’s when you finally opened your eyes. Ah, so much made clear by such a subtle noise and a blanket tucked over your shoulders. In trying to stay awake, you completely forgot you were sharing the couch with Gohan. An attempt to try and spend some more quality time these days with your two different careers keeping you too preoccupied for more than good morning and good night. 

Sometimes it’s the other way around though, you tuck him in when he falls asleep during the movie but you much prefer it this way. It’s not just a blanket around you and your phone or laptop charging on the side table waiting for you. It’s waking up with your head on his chest and how you were tucked comfortably against him, somewhat tucked under the arm that wraps around your back. Cozy and secure and loved. A weaker you would easily fall back to sleep without moving an inch.

You tilt your head and lift your eyes, watching Gohan as he holds a book out over you to read. You notice the little scribbles made on small sticky notes in the margin and figure he was absorbed in his element while cuddling you. Too focused to notice your conscious stirs and watching eyes, or at least you thought so. Gohan’s hand lifts from your back to turn the page again, now resting on top of your head. His thumb buried through your hair to your scalp with the tenderest scratch making you smile up at him. A little acknowledgment for your shared sentiments for each other without completely breaking away from his notes.

Until he feels the tiny pressure through his shirt, a tender kiss to his chest. A pause, and then a trail of kisses crawling up the low collar of his shirt and coming into contact with warm skin.

“H-Hey!” His halfhearted protest follows a flinch when you kiss his neck, making you giggle before placing another. You ambush him with more, up to his chin and back down to his collarbone, the shivers of his arousal escaping on his breath. His hand on your head holds you with such conflict, wanting to keep working and pull you away but holding you closer, almost guiding your lips across his flushing skin. The kisses always win.