#(Would this be considered NSFWish??)

[winterweary]

NSFWish headcanon!

Humans have a higher fertility rate than demons! In NB Diavolo stated that he didnt recognize MC (who was disguised as a demon) so that leads me to believe that there’s not tons of demons running around. There’s no way beings who live a millennia have a low population naturally otherwise! And while never outwardly spoken I’ve kinda assumed that ALL demons attend RAD, but there’s been no confirmation of this.

You casually mention that humans can get pregnant the first go and they’re all shocked! Tell ‘em humanity has a population in the billions, go on.

Thoughts?

POSITIVELY JUICY

Honestly it makes complete sense from a biological perspective. Species with longer life spans tend to have fewer offspring but invest more time in them. So it tracks that demons would spawn or procreate less often or with lesser success rates.

Also I have my personal head canons for how demons/angels are spawned that don’t necessarily depend on procreation.

WHICH MEANS

God the way their mouths water every time you ovulate.

Just the IDEA that once a month they could plant their seed in you.

That twelve times a year they have the chance to mount you and breed your warm, fertile human core together.

I imagine to demons sex is recreation and pleasure and not necessarily for procreation. So something about the risk, the animalistic drive, and the sweet open way you welcome them every time…

It drives them practically insane.

I feel like Mammon, Diavolo, Satan and Beel get off on the breeding in particular, the thought of siring their young in you.

For Lucifer, Barbatos, Belphegor and Asmodeus it’s the trust, the thought that you would welcome them no matter the consequences and even perhaps be proud.

Leviathan gets caught up in the wanting, the thought that you would even consider him worthy as a mate - it makes him dizzy.

[hey-august]

I'm wrung and wringing out | (Buggy x Reader)

This is a request from @lostfirefly 🩷 A fic about how Buggy would cheer you up when you're feeling down. This is more sweet and intimate than spicy. I hope you like!

Word count: ~2.2k Warnings: NSFWish - no smut but mentions of nudity, MDNI, buggy x reader, established relationship, reader has breasts but no mention of genitals, no use of pronouns or y/n, 'babe' as term of endearment for reader, reader is not feeling quite right, just feeling down and in the dumps.

Title from "Delilah" by Florence + the Machine

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You wanted to do nothing. What does that even mean? Buggy tried to understand but he was failing and it was frustrating. When you said you weren’t feeling well, he brought you tea and medicine that you didn’t need. You weren’t sick, you just felt…off.

So the plans for rehearsals were pumped up and the captain brought you to watch. Acrobats soaring through the air, Richie leaping and roaring, fire eaters, death-defying stunts, however, the excitement of the circus wasn’t the cure. You watched, laughed, and applauded, but your mood dropped once the theatrics finished.

Flowers didn’t help. Donuts didn’t help. Stupid jokes didn’t help. Chocolate didn’t help. They all worked for a moment, but the effects of each miracle cure didn’t last.

Once the ranunculus bouquet was settled in a vase, your mood settled back down. As the sweetness from the glazed sugar dissolved in your mouth, so did your smile. Buggy’s jokes brought out huffs of amusement, but not the belly laughs he was used to. Chocolate was usually a guaranteed mood-booster, but not this time. The corners of your smile would slowly fall down as a weight returned to your chest. A weight that pushed you back into bed until you were burrowed in the green sheets, like a mound of dirt covered in moss. There you’d lay, existing and waiting out the moment.

“I don’t know…I don’t want to do anything. I just want to do this.” The explanation came from the depths of the earth.

Buggy flopped onto the bed, bouncing the lumps of blanket that you might be buried under. Those were the same words you said a few days ago when he first asked what’s wrong. What would help? What do you need? What can he do? You wanted to do nothing. But what should Buggy do? He tried to do nothing too. Then something. Anything that he thought would bring a smile to your face. And even though he succeeded in that, the smiles never stuck.

The pirate laid with you for a moment, wondering if it’s possible to do nothing together. Or is that considered something?

He shifted his position to find a more comfortable spot. Then he shifted back to hang his feet over the edge, remembering that boots don’t belong in bed. Even though they were too tight to kick off, Buggy still tried. He hooked the toe of one boot above the heel of the other and pushed. There was no give and when the hold slipped, his body thrashed with the unexpected movement. He tried again. After he floundered a second time, one of the blanket clumps curled up and pulled the woven cocoon tighter.

Sheepishly, Buggy chopped his ankles and feet into pieces that would slip from the confining shoes with ease. The heavy leather boots collided with the wood floor. The room was even quieter after the resonating thud, silently reprimanding the clown for his actions. Releasing the held breath burning in his lungs, Buggy swung his legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. He wasn’t able to do nothing so easily.

“Where you going?” asked a quiet voice.

“Gonna shower,” Buggy grunted as he started disrobing. Clothes were dropped on the floor with little clangs from buttons and buckles, and sighs of fabric relaxing. “I’ll be back soon, though.”

You listened to soft steps of bare feet against the wood floor before peeking out of the blanket bundle. The nude pirate was walking away from you, through streams of golden light and towards the bathroom.

“Me too?”

Buggy spun around to see you sitting up in bed, having emerged from the mass of green sheets. He nodded, slowly at first, then a little faster. “Yeah, if you want.” A tell-tale blush began making its way from his cheeks down to his chest before he turned back.

The shower turned on and so did your body’s need for cleanliness, which was rapidly overriding the desire to do nothing. Days hard at work doing less than the bare minimum left you feeling grimey. The sound of falling water changed as Buggy got into the shower and that was the last thing you needed to be convinced. You clambered out of bed, drawn to the liquid like a lost soul in the desert who finally found an oasis. Clothes were shed along the journey until you reached the destination cloaked only in goosebumps.

The air in the bathroom was heavy and earthy, full of the scent of ginger from the wash Buggy used. You peeked into the shower, second guessing your decision to join him. The hesitation was put to rest by the clean faced clown who was rinsing his long hair. Rivulets of water cascading down his body were colored by the strands of chromatic hair they followed. His eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful. 

The atmosphere was inviting and welcoming, so you stepped into his space. Buggy cracked an eye open at the sound of a wet footstep. After swiping the excess water from the top of his head, the pirate ushered you under the water and sidestepped until he stood on the other side of the shower. You shivered as the warm water coated your bare skin and carried away superficial grit and grime.

Turning slowly under the showerhead, you stated a simple observation. “It feels good.”

Facing the falling water, you tilted your head upwards and let the liquid run its course down your body. Little splashes created a mist that dampened your face, slaking the thirst in your skin. Hands glided on your shoulders, sliding on the layer of soap they carried. You could feel the callouses from a life of piracy on Buggy’s palms as he lathered your.

Buggy pulled you back from the water just enough for the water to avoid washing away all the suds he was building up. A few errant streams carried bubbles down a featherlight trail that tickled down the back of your thighs. Offsetting the airy feel of the suds was the firm touch of Buggy’s hands. Fingertips followed your curves and muscles, easing away dirt and stress. 

Once your back was covered in ginger-scented foam, he pulled you against his body. Despite the layer of soap and water, you two stuck together, held by affection. Buggy pressed a kiss against your neck as his hands moved to the front of your body to continue their work. His hold was slick against your breasts. Your nipples perked up under the rough yet soft touch.

“Buggy, I just wanna shower. I don’t wanna do anything,” you mumbled while wiggling under the attention. Your body slipped against his, but not out of his embrace.

“I know, babe,” he responded, oblivious that you would interpret his touch as anything other than wordless adoration. “You don’t have to do anything.” He spoke with lips still pressed against your neck.

Your body was tended to with diligence and devotion. You did nothing and Buggy did everything. He eased you from position to pose, moving with such intention that it felt like a dance. He brought your arm up before his touch was dragged back down as he directed the water and soap to your side and hips. His hand moved with grace along your chest and up your neck, mimicking a familiar hold. Sensual intensity was replaced with stronger intimacy. As the shower water flowed down, so did the hold.

With the top part of your body thoroughly finished, Buggy turned you to face away from the water. He lowered himself down, his hands moving along your left leg, until he took a knee before you. Pressure on your calf nudged you to put your foot on his raised knee. Before returning to his cleansing duty, the pirate pressed his cheek against your knee and tilted his face in to kiss your thigh. The water splashing down your body coated his lips. 

A light spray coated Buggy’s face so that when he looked up at you, his long lashes were decorated with minute beads of water. A waterfall roared in your body, surging with feelings of being seen and understood. You wiped away heavy droplets threatening to run down his forehead, pushed back a few strands of hair that had crept forwards, and blew him a kiss. The affection was returned with yet another kiss pressed against the soft skin of your inner leg, then replaced with the love and lather carried in his worshiping hands.

The shower felt like an eternity and you weren’t sure where you ended and Buggy began. You had lost your sense of self and you welcomed it. It felt like you were one with nothing. You gave your companion a hazy, dopey grin as he left the shower first. In the solitude, you relived the touches through the water that washed away the remaining suds. It didn’t take long for the remaining heated water in the reservoir to run low and the dropping temperature was your sign to leave the wet world behind.

You dried off with the towel set out and returned to the bedroom. Buggy was nowhere to be seen, but the bed was made with fresh gray sheets and a pile of clothes sat on the corner of your side. You were surprised to see that Buggy knew which drawer you kept your pajamas in until you pulled out the clothing. He put out one of his shirts and a pair of his underwear. Before you could get your own clothes, the door swung open and Buggy flew in with his hands full.

“I set out some clothes for you and I got us snacks and wine,” he said, nodding towards the bed and balancing a plate of something you couldn’t see in one hand, and clutching a wine bottle and two glasses in his other.

“These are your clothes,” you pointed out.

“Yeah…you don’t want ‘em? I thought you’d like to wear them,” he said hesitantly. Heat overtook him with embarrassment and melted your heart.

“No, wait, I do want to!” you cried, scrambling to pull on the clothes as quickly as possible. 

The underwear was barely pulled up when you got stuck tugging down the shirt. With one arm successfully tucked into an arm hole and the other arm stuck through the neck hole, you struggled in the self-created labyrinth. A rogue hand grabbed the neck of the shirt and pulled it away so you could realign yourself.

Once you were wrapped in the pirate's clothes and had regained sight, you saw Buggy’s set up. He sat in the middle of the bed, with a plate of dried meat, peanuts, and apple slices. A glass of white wine waited on each bedside table.

“Can you braid my hair for me?” Buggy asked in a practiced voice while avoiding your gaze. It wasn’t a request he didn’t like, but one that he was shy to ask for. He had never asked this question outright before, preferring to make it sound like your idea by saying you could play with his hair if you wanted.

Afraid he would change his mind, you nodded and quickly climbed into bed behind him. You got comfortable and hooked your feet under his knees, pulling his legs apart slightly. Shifting into the dip in the bed, his hips between your legs, as though this is how you belong together. Once in place, you finger combed his still-damp hair and began sectioning it. Meanwhile, a hand floated over with a bit of apple for you to eat.

The rest of the evening passed like this. Taking full advantage of Buggy’s begrudging request, you plaited his long blue hair more than once before deciding on a style that was both flattering and comfortable. After finishing his hair, you tugged each lobe to make the braid fluffy.

Throughout the haircare session, you were fed bits of food. Wine was offered once, but not again after you nearly drowned trying to keep up with the tilt of the glass. And maintaining the soundtrack was Buggy, who rambled and gossiped about whatever fell from his head into his mouth.

You began feeling drowsy while Buggy chittered about the new baby circus animals, so you flopped forwards to continue listening. His monologue continued as the performer reset the scene by clearing the bed and moving you both into place under the sheets. The last thing you remembered was the feeling of an arm wrapped around your waist and pulling you close.

The next morning took its time to arrive. It moseyed in, easing deeper into the day before you noticed its arrival. The sunshine wasn’t what woke you up, though. It was Buggy’s snoring.

Still wrapped around your body, his face was pressed against the back of your head and the strangled sleep sounds were released next to your ear. While the noise was loud and grating, you found it comforting. For the first time in a few days, you felt ready for the new day. You felt refreshed and eager to do something with your favorite pirate clown. 

You must have fallen back asleep, since Buggy was the next person to lay awake in the bed. You had rolled around in his hold and were facing him. And stuck on your sleepy face was a smile that wouldn’t fade.

[redcrowncafe]

Why are you not ok with nsfw fanart ?

I consider NSFW art being something very delicate, and while I would give the "okay" to close friends (please don't try to befriend me in order to draw that 😭) it's not something I want to see anytime, especially without my consent. Certain themes can be interesting or even beautiful to portray in a drawing but I also want my boundaries to be respected!

Of course I can't tell you what to draw or not, but if you really want to draw NSFWish stuff about our AU just don't expect me to interact or even reblog the post, also because I'm pretty sure there are people among the followers that are not even old enough to view such things.

[ask-emilz-de-philz]

Anon: "F-For earlier...?"

Makisig (Tamawo): "Such a good girl."

(( He prolly would. you wouldn't even know coz he wouldn't let you know but you know what could possibly made him mad. like for example you're giving too much of the attitude na hindi na cute and it's causing problems for the household etc. then expect but dont expect but expect nalang. ahaha also he has a tendency to linger on the questions if you won't answer him right so endurance lang talaga guise //runs away ))

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[tesla-runner]

I never expected to have to make this post

I've talked to different people in the last while, and I've realized something: Most of the people in the KFP fandom are men.

And it may seem like a small thing, but that explains several behaviors I've seen in the networks regarding the franchise itself, like assuming traditionally feminine roles to characters like Tigress, Capitain Marvel effect on Zhen, or, and I consider the worst case scenario, sexualizing characters like The Chameleon to a point of outright disgust.

(NSFWish image below, TW for rape implication)

And I've always found it curious why people are so interested and invested in the idea of "humiliating" a character whose arc is based on a wound of being humiliated and rejected in the past, but then I remembered that with Po, this phenomenon does not happen, and that it seems to be a phenomenon exclusive to female characters, which, in turn, reinforces to me the idea that many do not hate The Chameleon for writing errors or lack of depth, but that they hate her for the mere fact of being a woman, using the other reasons mentioned as a cover up.

And not just the "I will humilliate humilliated women bc its sexy" but the fact many people changes her whole character, and most important her power, in order to turn her into a "submissive slut"

Not just this kind of content is already disgusting, but the fact many young people are into this fandom, and specially tiktok where this image came from, are openly interacting with this idea of "The Chameleon getting gang-raped in the Spirit Realm is so funny" is directly dangerous, bc its sends the idea that "rape is a valid way to humilliate women" and that is directly rapist rethoric. Im not saying everyone that likes this idea is a rapist, but im saying everyone that shares this idea involves themselves in the way a rapist would think and excuse themselves

Even if this is more as a way of "satire" as I discussed with a friend about this whole phenomenon, this kind of shit is repulsive and I hope with all my heart that none of the people that engages with this bs gets close to a woman irl.

[argisthebulwark]

*slides you monopoly money* im here bc im testing to see if i could get you to write nazir/brynjolf 👀

listen. i'm gonna be honest here and own up to the fact that i don't know nazir that well so please don't kick my ass if my characterization is off.

brynjolf/nazir because i'll do anything to help my boy win these polls - and i could use a few monopoly dollars. nsfwish, not explicit, i just wrote a lot. anyway, vote for brynjolf

"When I heard I was up against a redhead I was worried it'd be that clown."

Brynjolf didn't have a response. He stared at the man sharing the stage with him - dark eyes watching his every move, sword strapped to his belt, one hand hovering over the hilt. He anticipated using it.

"I can't believe we're actually up here." Brynjolf scoffed, staring out at the crowd that continued to gather around them. This silly Sexiest Man content had spiraled out of control, countless sets of eyes gazing up at them.

There was no ignoring the flattery of it all - learning that he'd made it through somewhat of a gauntlet to be in contention for the sexiest man, his final contest against the man to his right. His Guild Master had informed him that Nazir was one of the few remaining members of the Dark Brotherhood after its recent troubles.

"After all that mess, I figured our dysfunctional little family could use a laugh." Nazir's shoulder bumped Brynjolf's and a whisper seemed to rush through the crowd. They all clutched the little ballots to their chests, scratching down votes as they filed through the marketplace.

"Alright, time is almost up!" The Guild Master's voice rose above the chatting crowd and Brynjolf suppressed a groan. He'd begged them not to make a scene yet there they stood, arms outstretched and gathering attention. "Anything these fine gentlemen can do to tip the scales in their favor?"

"Show some skin!" Someone shouted from the rear of the crowd, earning more than a few hoots. Brynjolf felt his cheeks blushing and considered disappearing into the nearby alleyway. He was interrupted by Nazir's hearty chuckle as he began unlacing the front of his leather jerkin.

"Are you really doing this?" Brynjolf hissed, shocked when the assassin's gaze met his, full of humor.

"Why not?" Nazir laughed, tossing his vest off to the side. A whistle came from the crowd when he began removing the loose shirt underneath. "Our Guilds have had a rough time. We might as well give them some fun, right?"

Never one to be outdone, Brynjolf unlatched the front of his armor. It was quite a bit of work and by the time he was done Nazir's chest was bare, nothing left but the loose pants and the sword hanging from their belt. He made quite the spectacle - a body muscled from years of hard work, looking impressive under the setting sun. Brynjolf wasn't sure how his scarred chest would hold up, relived to hear a few whoops in his honor when he dropped the leather armor to the stage.

"Alright boys, lovely display." The Guild Master purred, egging on the crowd. Brynjolf wanted to shove them but resisted the urge, some little part of him still wanting to win the title. "Anything else they can do for you undecided voters? Only a few moments until our polls close!"

The crowd once again devolved into chattering and Brynjolf fought the urge to cover his chest. He saw a few pairs of eyes on him, ego fighting with the deeply ingrained instinct to hide himself from prying eyes. Ultimately his ego won, flashing a young Dunmer a smile that left them a mess of giggles.

"See?" Nazir spoke softly, eyes sliding to Brynjolf. "Just enjoy it while it lasts. After this all ends we'll be back to work."

As his words sunk in Brynjolf spotted a few of his thieves gathered in the back corner - drinks in hand, laughing harder than he'd seen since before Mercer's betrayal was revealed.

"Kiss!" Someone shrieked and the crowd erupted into laughs and cheers. Brynjolf stared over at Nazir, catching the color rising in his cheeks but his grin didn't falter. He really was willing to play along with this silly contest. The Guild Master turned to them with a flourish, a devious smile on their face.

"Well, lads?" They gestured to the crowd and Brynjolf knew he'd make them pay for this. "Willing to earn a few votes?"

Brynjolf felt his palms get clammy when he felt Nazir's hand on his shoulder. He glanced over, heart pounding and some excuse bubbling up in his mouth but he couldn't deny that part of him wanted to do this. He didn't know if it was the handsome man looking at him or the cheers of a crowd but something drove him forward, lips falling on Nazir's.

He'd never felt someone take charge when kissing him but it stirred something deep in his chest. Nazir's hand clasped his face and Brynjolf felt their noses knock together, Nazir's bare chest pressed to his. He heard the crowd whooping but it sounded far off, his mind focused solely on the rough skin of Nazir's chest under his hand and the fingers playing in his hair.

When Nazir's thumb ghosted over that sensitive spot on Brynjolf's neck he shivered, still shocked. He was enjoying this. There were dozens of people watching him kiss a complete stranger and all he could worry about was getting more of Nazir's touch. He felt the hilt of Nazir's sword bump into the dagger strapped to his thigh and pulled away, sucking in a deep breath while he stared into Nazir's eyes.

"Definitely not like the clown." Nazir murmured, hand still curved around the back of Brynjolf's neck. His face heated when he hear a wolf whistle from the crowd and Vex's voice cheering above the rest but was stuck, mind going faster than he could compute. "You alright?"

"Yeah." Brynjolf realized his voice was breathless. No one made him feel like this - he was the one that left others breathless and blushing. It was new and strange but when he felt Nazir's thumb brush down his throat again he realized he wanted to keep going. "It's all for show, right?"

"Oh sure." Nazir sounded like he was joking but Brynjolf felt the tug on his neck, another kiss pressed to his lips. It sent electricity tingling through his body and he grabbed the sides of Nazir's belt, intent on giving this crowd more than enough reasons to vote for him.

They hollered and whistled again when Brynjolf tugged Nazir's hips against his, thrilled with the sound he heard in the other man's throat. Fingers tightened in his red hair and teeth scraped along Brynjolf's lower lip, dragging a filthy sound out of him. His free hand curled around Brynjolf's lower back, hips pressing into his and Brynjolf was sure he'd faint. No one had ever kissed him like this before. It was absolutely intoxicating.

The crowd dispersed shortly after. Brynjolf's armor hung around his chest, unbuckled but back in his place. He found himself wandering under the Temple of Mara, lips still tingling from that kiss and ears ringing with the crowd's cheers. He wondered if he'd done enough to win.

"Good show up there." Nazir's deep voice rumbled from the nearby shadows and Brynjolf halted, heart hammering in his chest. He wasn't accustomed to people sneaking up on him. To be fair, he'd been quite distracted replaying every second of that kiss over in his head.

"You too." Brynjolf raised a brow, staring at where he saw the light glint off Nazir's sword. "You returning to your Sanctuary?"

"In the morning." He sighed the words, something unspoken fizzling between them. "We won't see one another again, will we?"

"I usually make it a point to avoid contact with the Brotherhood." Brynjolf couldn't hide the old distaste. "So, no."

"Good."

Nazir dragged Brynjolf into the shadows, crowding him against the cold stone wall. His heart leapt when he felt Nazir's warm hands angling his chin upward, thumb scraping over the stubble he'd forgotten to shave.

"Might as well have some fun before then." Nazir murmured, voice so low Brynjolf felt like he'd implode. He hooked his fingers into the belt that carried that deadly sword, tugging Nazir's hips into his again.

He'd never appreciated an assassin's ability to melt in the shadows more than that night.

[shoheiakagi]

I'm never good with unpopular opinion since I stay out of the main stream of the K fandom.

Sooo.... what's your hot take on Chitose/Shohei having a p*rn career together? Web cam at first? maybe kinky phone line? Before having their own films?

hi! and no worries about not having an unpopular opinion! all of you guys already know that i only focus on hmr, and that too mostly on the minor characters, so im not heavily invested into the overall plot line of the series and majority of the main characters. i would love to hear any type of headcanons/opinions/AUs you guy have cause I genuinely love the boys and want to engage in more content regarding them, but its hard to stay interested when theres barely any content for them and youre the only one actively making content. but with that being said, lets move onto your ask! putting it under ‘read more’ since its nsfwish

send me any unpopular opinion/hc/AU on k/homra!

okay im not gonna lie but your ask about shouhei/chitose had me blushing a little at first lmfaooo. and tbh im also happy that some ppl are accepting my headcanons about shouhei and the other abc guys?! Like idk about you anon, but im pretty sure that none of the active abc fans from a few years ago would headcanon shouhei to be sexually adventurous and caring about his physical appearance. Fun fact: i was talkng to @ciassouimagines about the guys and threesomes and i have this headcanon that chitose would be down to have a threesome with another hmr guy and that his choices would be dewa (cause duh), kusanagi and mikoto (because he respects them a lot and thinks a threesome with them would be an honor lol), and shouhei (cause theyre both somewhat similar and i think shouhei would be down to have fun as long as he finds the third person attractive and that he’s not seeing someone)

so in regards to a pornstar au, i think they’d be a very popular duo within the porn community because of their looks and how theyre very adventurous when it comes to trying out new positions and roleplay scenarios. I think a lot of their fans would be invested in their chemistry, noticing how well the two of them get along offscreen as well. like the boys’ company will post a new video where chitose is deepthroating akagi, only for them to be later seen in the park playing a casual game of baseball or basketball with a group of friends. they’re open to threesomes and the occasional orgies and honestly? they like it better when they end up double penetrating the same person. i don’t think they would get into kinky phone lines tbh. i think theyre both shameless and confident to an extent with showing their faces on camera. they definitely would create and post their own amateur videos that gain a lot of traction online before they join an official company. i think they might consider opening an onlyfans, but tbh, i can see them participating in a friend’s onlyfans video more than creating their own account. Theyre so popular online, it reflects on the engagement and followers they get on instagram lol

[kisiselintihar]

childe. any question. the questions u want to answer most about him. the questions u r most drawn to. just childe.

our cutie patootie btw.

THE FREAK❗in genshin impact 2 they will let you kill this guy btw. for mmmeeeeeee :3

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

I was going to say tgcf due to Reasons i will not disclose bc oomf doesn't know the entire lore & i don't want to spoil him. etc. & what i'm thinking wouldn't necessarily need the umm. specific universe of the books anyways. so this is why he needs to be in (normal guy voice) martyrs (2008) because 1) i like making possibly insane crossovers between my interests 2) he would fit the role of a character rlly good 3) i like putting fictional characters in morbid situations. to no one's surprise

(spoilers 4 the entire movie + warnings for a lot of abuse (the sexual kind excluded) & cult & suicide talk: basic premise is that there's a cult systemically torturing women because they believe They specifically can achieve martyrdom & see into the afterlife, if there is one, therefore finally answering the question of what happens after death, though you don't get to learn this until later on in the movie. Anyway. Years ago a young girl manages to escape said cult's torture room by pure chance (i'm saying room but every victim has their own. let's say. cell. for isolation purposes & to further the "mind break") and long story short with the help of her childhood friend she manages to find the people (though not the cult itself) who tortured her & while she does actually kill them she ends up being unable to escape the horrors inflicted upon her mind and commits suicide. Her friend ends up being another victim the cult intends to use and the thing is. every woman who has suffered at their hands develops a sort of hallucination (i think that's the correct term for it) that never seems to leave and nearly all of them are of people or things they dread up until This Woman specifically. She hallucinates her dead friend's voice and through genuine love (i'm not shitting you here. it's actual queer stuff) she feels for her she manages to achieve martyrdom & see what happens after death, though the audience never gets to find out what she saw because after she only reveals it to the head of the cult said head of the cult like. kills herself. & people interpret this as either post death circumstances are so horrific she feels everything they've done is meaningless & so succumbs into pure despair or the opposite, it's better than anything she could've possibly imagined and wanted to experience it as soon as possible. either way the martyred girl enters a catatonic (?) state and with the only person who knew the truth gone the cycle starts all over again. the end.)

The only problem i have with this is that i genuinely have no idea who the cult considers as women seeing as they've only tortured cisgender women. i think. so he would have the be a cis girl but i can work with that (this once) anyway so what i'm saying is he would absolutely fit the role of the girl who achieves true tranquility through queer love & devotion. also i'm ill

Another thing: this may sound like it's meaningless torture porn but it Rlly isn't. i skipped a bunch of other stuff so it didn't get too long, which .. it did anyway . my bad, but the theme of the movie is literally jst . love for another that lets you hold on & also let go. yk

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

nsfwish talk ↓

The fucking. jesus christ. the whole thing of him being a fuckboy & whatnot. ? are you insane. legitimately are we looking at the same guy here. ???????????????????

^ my honest reaction. like he's also been in the fucking fantasy russian mafia since he was like, what, 14?? i don't think he had/has the time or desire to literally fuck around AND EVEN IF HE DID. EVEN SO.? he would not be whatever the fuck it is they put in college aus get fucking REAL. you will all be ripped apart by a pack of dogs ❤️

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

I'm putting this here solely because i canNot stop thinking about medically questionable uterus removal surgery in the fucking abyss. skirk voice boy you can't stay alive with all this blood you're attracting every single monster in the vicinity. come here

(tbh i've always thought he cut his hair during that time too but i forgot periods were a thing. he gets another medically questionably surgery later frm dottore btw hashtag diversity win or whatever)

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

This one's for shits & giggles bc while i don't remember what my First first impression of him was i did genuinely like. loathe his ass. slash serious btw i'm talking full blown rage hands shaking seeing red get rid of this fucking guy shit. I don't even know Why he jst genuinely did something Insane to my brain i was like Okay. get him out of my fucking sight right NOW i never want to see this thing on my dash ever again. and then the disease happened. 🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️

(for clarification i still want him gone but it's more like why on fucking earth am i into this man. it's so Over. rather than actual legitimate hate 👍 normal behavior per usual)

26. Freebie question.

There is no question i'm making you look at him. you Will look at him .

is he stupid?

^ bonus edit frm tt i think about every other day because i am very well and also insanely normal. ❤️

[deathavoided]

frozcnlight said “That tickles!”

Physical Contact Status: Accepting

Soft kisses were peppered along her cheek and down her neck before she exclaimed how much it tickled. This caused the brunette to chuckle. "Miran, don't tempt me to actually give ya something that could truly tickle~" He had a purr to his voice as he held the blond a little closer. This was his girlfriend, they had a strange line of events before getting here. This had been his best friend in the past, the past when he wasn't Dazai Osamu. Though she was his only light in the past, he would rather not remember much of it at all.

This was one of the few moments of true down time for him. He was holding her as they sat curled up on the couch. The moment could be described as sweet. It was the exact opposite of what typically was associated with Dazai Osamu. Miran got to see a completely different side of him when they were behind closed doors. He leaned closer to her , his lips mere inches from hers. "I could make ya scream for me" he purred out in a whisper against her lips before claiming them in a sweet kiss.  He was being playful with her. He was capable of doing that. 

[imaginefe]

OH GREAT NOW I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT INNES BEING 300% INTO EPHRAIM'S THIGHS ~writer anon

INNES IS IN FACT INTO EPH THIGHS YOURE RIGHT!!

[seal-writes-stuff]

Hi Seal!! When you’re feeling up for it, may I request some headcanons about the reader surprising Dani for her birthday since it’s that time of year? :) Thank you much!!

Celebrating Dani’s birthday would include…

Word count: 1k

Warnings: one kinda NSFWish allusion? Otherwise pure fluff galore

Summary: All in the title!

A/N: Oooh, I like the way you think! Also please ignore that I’ve let this ask marinate for the whole summer lol, I'm very thankful for your request. Hope you enjoy nevertheless!

To start off, when it comes to your birthday, Dani goes all out. Even if she doesn’t have much time during the day or even when the money is tight, she manages to figure something out, get something special ready just for you. She’s the most caring, thoughtful partner you’ve ever had – and you’ll always be grateful for her.

So naturally, you want to return the favor when it’s her turn. You start preparing a few weeks in advance; this is the first time you’re celebrating Dani’s birthday together as a couple, so you want to make it extra special. And although this certainly won’t be the last time, you want to make it perfect nevertheless. Not because you have to, simply because you want to. Simply because nothing would make you happier than seeing her happy.

To your surprise, Dani reminds you that her birthday is coming a few days beforehand, which just confuses you at first. Of course you remember! Who wouldn't remember something like that? Are you supposed to forget about your beloved girlfriend’s birthday? Absolutely not.

You tell her exactly that and it actually makes her tear up a little. You don’t want to press Dani any further, but you think you might just know where that’s coming from.

On a completely unrelated note, you've never felt the urge to scream into your pillow and punch things quite this strong. Goddamn it.

You play it as cool as you can with Dani trying to convince you that it’s not a big deal. She doesn’t need a celebration, she tells you, not really. Thing is, it’s not about whether she does or doesn’t need it – she deserves it. Doesn’t matter if it’s the biggest party ever or just relaxing at home all day. All you want is to make Dani feel wonderful, special and appreciated – because she is.

Speaking of big parties, this option goes out of the window pretty much immediately. You know Dani feels overwhelmed with grand gestures and even more overwhelmed in huge crowds, so you don’t want to make her uncomfortable. It’s her day after all.

There’s no birthday without a cake though, so you get onto that fairly quickly. You’ve thought about getting her a store-bought cake at first, but with Dani always taking the time out of her day to cook something for you… You just want to do the same for her. So through trial and error (and a lot of YouTube tutorials) you finally figure out the perfect formula. You remind yourself to thank Terri later - she's agreed to distract her sister for you so many times that it might qualify as a full-time job at this point.

On Dani's actual birthday, you wake up a few hours before her – which is a task in and of itself, considering how much of an early riser she is. You manage to finish all the preparations just in time to greet Dani with a breakfast tray and a sweet kiss. The cake is just a cherry on top.

You try to hold off on giving her the presents before the evening comes around, but end up doing it anyway. Several psychology books Dani’s been eyeing for a while, a soft sweater that would fit her perfectly and a bottle of her favorite perfume that’s been out of stock recently. Admittedly, some of those things were harder to find than the others, but at no point did it feel like a burden. Of course you’d get all of this stuff for her. You’d do anything for her.

Besides, the look of happiness and adoration on Dani’s face is one hundred percent worth it. You’d do it all over again just to see it more often.

At some point you catch a glimpse of your reflection in a bedroom mirror and realize that you have a smudge of frosting across your jaw. Well… Let’s just say it’s not staying there much longer. You have a seriously hard time convincing yourself to get out of bed after that.

You take her to the small café later, the one where you used to hang out back at the beginning of your relationship. You remember spending hours upon hours there: brainstorming homework, complaining about the small inconveniences of life or simply enjoying each others’ presence in comfortable silence. It’s where you fell deeper and deeper in love with Dani – just as you still do every day.

You also remember her order in perfect detail, even after all that time. Dani thinks it’s the most romantic thing ever. After all, what could be more romantic than knowing each other deeply?

During your date Dani keeps getting calls and texts from her friends and family, all giving her birthday wishes. She’s super apologetic that she keeps getting distracted, but you don’t mind in the slightest. All it means is that she’s happy and she’s loved. Never in a million years would you have anything against it.

You finish the day cuddled up close, watching Dani’s favorite movie – the one you’ve seen so often that every line is now memorized. But even then, she can’t stop herself from rambling with a big smile on her face. Thanking you for everything you did for her. Telling you how much she loves you. How you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to her. How you didn’t have to do all of that and how-

You accept it with a laugh, kissing her everywhere you can reach. You joke how you should be the one saying all of that – she’s the birthday girl, after all. Dani doesn’t respond, tracing your features with a smile. She doesn’t need any praise from you, she thinks.

Because at the end of the day, Dani knows that you love her and it's more than enough.

[genshinsidepiece]

Top Thoma (Punishments)

I have eternal brain rot for this man. Sorry, not sorry.

Thoma as a dom/top is an intriguing to me. For as sweet and as wonderful as he is, there’s definitely a darker side to him. There's evidence of it in his hang out and in his voice lines.

Not proofread.

NSFWish under the cut. Minors DNI. 18+

I'm not saying he's a full on top, but I can run with the theory that he’s a switch. He has to be able to play both sides of the fence considering that he probably f*cked his way across Inazuma to get what he wants.

The biggest thing for him is control. He doesn’t necessarily have it in his working life, so I feel like he would want control over his personal life. One way he achieves said control is that he has rules. They aren’t strict rules, the tamest ones could be don’t leave your dirty dishes in the sink, use a coaster, make the bed, don’t be lewd in public, etc. But he could also be into having you waiting on your knees for him, not allowing you to play with yourself, s*ck his b*ner off first thing in the morning, etc.

For you, he expects his rules to be followed and he expects you to manage yourself. He can’t babysit you, so if you make a bad choice, that’s on you. He’ll allow the occasional slip because he’s not above reason. He understands shit happens and you’re always given the chance to explain yourself first. If you have a good enough reason or show enough remorse, he might let you off. Might. Don’t take advantage of his generosity though. This man has zero free time. He won’t tolerate brats or people giving him shit. (Unless it’s in a playful sense.) If he’s with you, he wants to enjoy his time with you. He won't take kindly to having to punish you and then re-explain his rules to you over and over again.

If a rule or a series of rules become a problem for you, he's 100% willing to examine why it's a problem and change it so it's more manageable for you.

The same thing goes for things you find unfair. He will hear you out if you raise the issue with him and change if need be.

The rules are there for a reason, but he also wants you both to be happy. That isn't possible if he doesn't listen to you and your needs. He just expects the same respect in return.

He likes to control your body and your reactions to different stimuli. He’s into things like light spanking and wax play. Also, Bondage, Temperature Play, Orgasm Denial, Edging, or Over Stim are all part of his fun. For him, they aren’t punishments. He views them as ways to enhance your mutual experience.

If he’s going to take the time to punish you, he would make sure you don’t enjoy it.

For the record, he doesn’t like punishing you. It’s a waste of time, but he is not above doing it. Bear in mind, he would never intentionally hurt you. He’s not that kind of person.

Just some examples of Thoma's punishments are…

Using soap as a gag

Hold a coin on a wall with your nose. (Bonus points if decides to take your hands away from you)

Take away your favorite book or your phone, tablet, computer (modern au)

Sitting/Kneeling on uncooked rice. He’ll lay it out in a nice pattern so it isn’t an unkempt pile. Plus think how pretty you’ll look after you kneel on it for twenty or so minutes. Once you’re done he’ll make you clean it up.

Slips partially melted ice cubes inside of you and then makes you walk around the estate or public in shorts or a skirt while they melt out of you. (Can be with panties or without)

Straight up Ignores you.

He’s always careful of your mental health, especially with the last one. He knows the psychological impacts, so he never takes it too far. If he feels it’s too much, he’ll stop and take different approach. Once he’s sure you’ve learned your lesson, he’s all cuddles and chocolate.

[trashytoastboi]

• Request: Hi! Can I request headcanons for Zoro and Ace with a Fem! S/O with large breasts? Thanks!

@mysticbirdpeace

Heyya! 🍀 sure thing! Sorry for the long wait and I hope you enjoy ~

(Female pronouns)

Headcanons: Ace, Zoro x F! S/O who has large breasts

Warning: Little bit NSFWish🍓

Portgas D. Ace

🔥Ace had heard the guys picking up the ‘What kind of man are you?’ conversation and didn’t quite understand it. Nor the little hints when they said ‘Top or tail?’ Of course when he met {Name} he was suddenly reminded of that conversation and understood perfectly well what it finally meant. (Age of discovery for Ace)

🔥As much as he doesn’t want to admit it…it’s all too obvious that Ace stares whenever {Name} might be wearing something a little tight or even low cut. Ace just thinks every part of her is beautiful, just even more so when she wears something that highlights all of her features. (Blushes a lot every time she leans down and he can catch quite an eyeful)

🔥Does not want to be misunderstood. He loves {Name}, far more than her appearance. It was her heart, her mind, her quirks and just everything about her. But Ace worried that sometimes his sneaky little glances, were maybe convincing her otherwise and this always stressed Ace to the point that he told her, he did absolutely adore her breasts, but it was not the only part of her he loves.

🔥Not to say that he doesn’t get jealous sometimes, especially when he notices other people eyeing {Name} just a little too much, especially a certain ‘feature’. This is usually the time when snuggle bug Ace comes to the rescue and latches onto his partner like a koala to prevent anymore unnecessary gazes.

🔥Ace really loves napping on {Name’s} breasts; he has never had a sleep as comfortable as that. Everything about it from the physical comfort to the emotional comfort puts him at ease and into a deep sleep. As well as being able to hear her heartbeat. At first it used to embarrass {Name} a bit, considering Ace would refer her breasts as his ‘Nap buddies’

🔥Appearance was not the highest thing on Ace’s list of criteria when loving someone, but even he could not deny that having someone as beautiful as {Name} was an absolute pleasure. Especially during intimate time together, Ace enjoyed touching her breasts quite a lot.

🔥Sometimes he still gets caught off guard, Ace didn’t knock and accidentally walked in while {Name} was changing, she hadn’t been expecting anyone so she was taking her time to try on a few different outfits. And at the time, there was nothing on her top half and Ace got the best view of his life, so good, it’s the last thing he remembered before the nosebleed. (Yes, he really pulled a Sanji)

Roronoa Zoro

⚔Zoro can’t say he is a stranger to being surrounded by well endowed women, his eye, along with everyone else’s could confirm that fact. However, it wasn’t until he met {Name} that he truly realized the appeal. And it hit him hard, he would grow embarrassed every time he accidentally brushed against her or saw the way they would bounce in a top just a bit too low cut.

⚔There was an occasion when {Name} had borrowed something to wear from Nami, known for her occasionally risqué outfits. Zoro had seen that shirt countless times before, never going in for a second look until {Name} wore it and his eyes were glued, shamelessly. (Poor boi punished himself with a lot of extra training)

⚔Stresses over whether or not he fixates a little bit too much on her breasts and even brought it up that he was worried and didn’t want her to think that was all he thought of her. {Name} understood and was actually really flattered that she was having that effect on him.

⚔Absolutely gets pissed off when other people make rude comments towards his partner. Yes, he can occasionally be prone to shamelessly staring, maybe even a little imagination stuff with her…however he never disrespects her or makes {Name} uncomfortable about it. This is why on one occasion when the two of them were walking and some person yelled “Nice tits!” from across the way at her, Zoro had drawn his swords in an instant. (He was oh so kind enough to use the back of his swords, thanks to {Name} asking)

⚔There have been those freak accidents when the two of them fell, being knocked over by the ship catching a rather harsh wave that sent them flying. When Zoro opened his eyes he saw {Name} had landed on top of him, to his relief she wasn’t hurt…but she was very embarrassed due to where Zoro’s face was currently nestled between.

⚔Uses her breasts as a pillow, and finds it comfortable just to relax after a long training session.

⚔When Zoro had gone out swimming with {Name} he was startled when she swam over and desperately clung to his chest, pushing her body against his quite closely. When Zoro had inquired as to what was wrong, {Name} was a bit bashful and mentioned that she had lost her swimsuit top and the very moment Zoro realized that her bare breasts were pushing up against his chest…he nearly died. She had never seen him turn so red before and he instantly became defensive, Zoro was extremely particular about not letting Sanji see her in this state.

[ninjakitten1699]

Some GarmaKrux Headcanons

because boy I am going to need it before the angst hits (Not helping myself by listening to “What Could’ve Been”)

Garm has always thought of Krux's eyes as pretty. Told him that it made him think of topaz. Krux said the same thing with Garm's eyes being like a dark red mixed with magenta, looked like red wine basically.

There was a night where Krux found Garm skulking on the roof of the monastery, and he ended up surprising him and making him slip off the roof. Thankfully, Garm landed in the courtyard and not off the mountain. Krux was going to help him up, but he ended up laying on the ground with him and they just stargazed most of the night away.

It's no secret that Krux was always fascinated by history. Even if Garm lived through it, he doesn't mind him rambling on about it. Garm would add the missing details to help paint the bigger picture.

Speaking of pictures, yes, Garm did in fact keep pictures of his significant others. Garm made a few copies, but Krux got to keep the original picture of them. Heck they might have a photo strip from a booth and Krux thought he lost that one, but Garm actually held onto it.

You remember that kissing scars trope? Yeah. Garm doesn't leave a bit of skin untouched. He doesn't even avoid the scars. He'll especially kiss Krux's scarred up hands. Krux thinks he does it because he feels guilty for taking his powers, something Krux considered important, away from him. He’s half right. Garm’s other reason was so Krux didn’t have to feel bad about his scars and that he was still handsome.

So GarmaKrux Married AU? I still think of this. Just older Garm and Krux getting married present day while they’re both good dads to Lloyd. Although, I do want Younger GarmaKrux to get married. Some angst still happens to them but it’ll eventually work out and Krux just bonds with Baby Lloyd to the point where Lloyd thinks he has two dads.

Mythological/Fantasy AU: A big, rough, loud Oni-Werewolf Garmadon and a regal, reclusive Vampire Krux being together sounded so ridiculous that no one, other than Acronix and Wu, believed it. Although he doesn't say it, Krux likes that the Oni blood in Garm makes him a long living partner. Sometimes Krux forgets to feed and Garm has to be the one to remind him. He'll even offer his own blood up just for easier access. He's thankful that Krux doesn't eat more than his body weight. Of course, Garm sometimes forgets that feeding time is oddly intimate with him and Krux.

Some NSFWish headcanons down below

Garm was definitely a bottom for most of his relationships, but really, he just thought himself too big considering his Oni-Dragon heritage messing with his development. Krux changed his mind by still taking the reins and gave him one hell of a ride. Garm decided to be a switch and he hadn’t looked back since then.

I think some of his relationships were more like flings and he hadn’t settled down for a while. However, he was kind and considerate to some of his flings. Krux happened to have been shown that softer side of him and it was after that Krux caught feelings in the middle of their playtime. Garm hadn’t caught on to his feelings until years later when he finally thought about it.

It's true that Garm encountered Krux in the museum during season two. Garm had figured it out that it was Krux because there was so much giving him away to Garm. They did have a fight and Krux almost got him down, but Garm just used his four arms to pin him. The encounter ended in them having a drink, reminiscing on old times and perhaps re-enacting some old memories when they were young and in bed.

That encounter ended in a hookup/one night stand. (Krux had an absolutely great time. Garm was just that good.) Garm had to stay because Krux just wouldn't let go of him. He didn't want to let go. When his hold loosened, Garm made sure Krux was comfortable before he left. He may have been evil, but he wasn't heartless.

Krux calls him “my lord” and when that title drops and Garm became sensei, it wasn’t too hard to call him “My Master” Either way, Garm found it extremely hot to hear him say that. Makes it kind of hard for Garm to stay in control though.

Just like in my AU, the fantasy AU has feral Garm. Krux basically said, and I quote, he “should’ve warmed up for this but the instincts mode isn’t so bad.” Also, Garm still has the anatomy of a werewolf, as he should, and they get stuck together so it’s just the matter of Krux getting comfortable and warm for a long while. The vampire doesn't mind though. He likes how warm he is, inside and out.

[strange-as-it-may-seem]

Hi!

~~~~ For some weird reason my asks don’t really work, I think (aka I get mails with them but can’t access them on mobile on which I only use Tumblr so don’t be surprised if I don’t answer an ask). ~~~~

I’m J.

I am a queer, trans, genderqueer man (?). I dabble in several genders tho.

❗️I occasionally reblog n*sfw stuff (I do not consider this a n*sfw blong, I don’t really reblog full on p*rn, sometimes suggestive stuff etc. although I try to remember to always tag it as such - without the * obviously ), so I would really prefer if you didn’t follow if you are under 18.

just filter that and #nsfwish you should be ok if you don’t wanna see that stuff, this is not really n/sfw blog anyway❗️

My pronouns are they/them and he/him. If you are also genderqueer/nonbinary or neurodivergent like me you can use it/its pronouns for me. For reasons.

I’m in my early 20s. I am from Europe.

I love Sherlock Holmes (ADC canon and Granada TV series), Good Omens and some other shit. I mostly reblog queer stuff, although I occasionally post, usually about queer/trans or Sherlockiana.

I love TTRPG’s, especially Dungeons&Dragons.

I am neurodivergent and have some health issues/am lightly disabled in some ways, but I am not a person that uses mobility aids, devices so I’m not an expert on those issues.

I’m anti exclusionary, anti purity culture, pro sex-workers, pro self diagnosis, pro decriminalisation of sex work, anti hate speech, anti censorship. I believe you don’t have to prove to anyone you are queer and you can write / create / ship whatever you want and you can have fantasies and kinks and fetishes as long as you tag it/respect people’s boundaries and generally are a decent person about it.

Writing/having thoughts about something/fantasies etc. isn’t condoning something irl.

Kink belongs at pride, cops and corporations do not.

I believe in listening to folks about their lived experience.

Any nasty people like terfs, transmisoginists, racists, intersexists, exclusionists, nazis, predators (in the sense of people seeking to bring harm to other people, not proshippers ) etc (list is longer but i won’t list every type of bigot here) aren’t welcome here. I don’t have a DNI, I block liberally

I excourage everyone to seek out and root out internalised prejudices towards oppressed groups. If you think you don’t have any - that’s probably not true.

I am not here to engage in discourse or take side in internet conflicts, I am tired and I am just hanging out here.

If you are a minor and I follow you, I must have missed that info - block me or inform me about that and I will unfollow you;

[mxvladdy]

Masterlist- (Updated 04/06)

Hey y’all! While I’m procrastinating working on some more pieces and the few requests I still have to answer I thought I would neaten up my page for more easy access? Anyway this is still a WIP but I will be working on putting in a rules page link and the other fandoms I make content for!

If ya like what I do consider supporting me on Ko-Fi! 

A/N: Works that are not bold or hyperlinked are in the process of final editing and posting! 

Stay warm and safe y’all!

Codex:

✨-New

🌸- Personal Favorites 

🌼- Readers Favorites 

✏️- Editing 

Obey Me!

True Form Series

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Barbatos

Diavolo 🌸

Unrepentant - Chapter 1  ; Chapter 2 ✏️

One-Offs (Multi Characters) 

Smooches & Smooches Prt.2 

Sleepy Headcannons 

Fall Aesthetic 

Professional Musician & Prt.2  

Birthday Headcannons

Mistletoe & Prt.2 & Prt.3

Pet Names

One-Offs

Soft - Lucifer

Chocolate Toffee - Satan

Ima Meanie (NSFW) - Mammon 

Birthday Boyos

Untouched (NSFW)-Mammon

After the Fall

The Little Things

More (NSFWish)- Diavolo 

Put a Ring on It (NSFW)-Mammon

Requests 

Loss (tw: mentions of death)

Food Source (tw: mentions of blood) & Part.2 & Part. 3 

Emotionally Closed off MC

Under Inspection / Prt. 2 🌼

Incarceration / Prt.2

Worth  / Prt. 2 (NSFW) 

Overthinking It

Sudden Powers

Pact Contracts 

Squishy

Runaway

Asthma Attack

Untouched (NSFW)

A Bit of a Blush  

Lost Affections: Prt.1 ; Prt.2  ; Prt 3 

Murder Glance: Prt.1

Stronger Together (Beelxreader)

Tidbits

Tidbit- Mammon 1 (NSFWish)

Tidbit- Asmodeus 1

Overwatch

Multi Chapter

(McCree&F!Reader) Dinner for Two: Prt.1/Prt.2/Prt.3  

(Hanzo&F!Reader) A Break: Prt.1(NSFW)/Prt.2/Prt.3/Prt.4/Prt.5

(McHanzo) Con Fuoco: Ch 1

One-Offs (Multi Characters)

Talon Sugar Daddies

College AU: Prt.1

Single Dads: Prt.1

Post Coital Fluff (NSFWish)

Naga: Jesse Hanzo 

One-Offs

Restless (McHanzo)

Expectant (HanzoxReader) 

DMC

Multi-Chapter

Flutter: Prt 2  ✨

Original Works

Shake on it (TW: Death, Dealing with Loss)

Kinktober 2021

Day One: All His Tells (Mammon)- Verbal instruction, Edging, Touch

Day Two: Sitting Pretty (Diavolo)- Cockwarming

Day Three: Dinner and a Show (Dante)- Formal Wear, Mutual masturbation 

Cover Songs

Sloth-Battle Theme

Princess Mononoke (Joe Hisaishi) ✏️

Arcadia  ✏️

Steel for Humans  ✏️

DMC (the animation) -Theme ✏️