#He can gently wreck me honestly

[mylilsoysauce]

Zhou Yu in Okami artstyle

Duality of the fiery naval commander.

[rafeandonlyrafe]

traffic

words: 700

warnings: 18+ only!, smut, p in v sex, PROTECTED SEX FOR ONCE YAAAAY!, semi public sex, multiple orgasms, car sex, riding

“rafe, dude.” topper groans. “you told me you'd be here like an hour ago, where were you?” 

rafe brushes toppers hand off his shoulder. yeah, he told topper he'd get to his party at a certain time, but his friend should know by now that he's not the best at sticking to a schedule.

“there was traffic.” rafe shrugs, arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you into him as your thighs tremble slightly.

“traffic?” topper raises his eyebrows in disbelief. “from your house five blocks over to mine? you could have walked here in minutes.”

“sorry.” rafe shrugs. “we're here now, alright?” he pats toppers chest, giving him a slight shove back, guiding you further into the party.

-- one hour earlier --

“you look so hot.” rafe says, following you like a lovesick puppy out of the house, eyes on your ass as your dress rides up from just walking a short distance.

“thanks baby.” you smile at rafe as he tugs the door open for you, giving you a hand to step up into his truck. he takes a quick swat at your butt before you sit all the way down, and you honestly can't say you're surprised. 

“we should just stay home.” rafe says. “we could-” you cut him off with a stern look.

“you promised top we would be there. we're going.” 

“okay.” rafe pouts, leaning into the cab to give you a kiss before gently shutting the door.

you watch as he rounds the truck to get into the driver side. admittedly, you also feel the tug to stay home as your eyes travel up and down his body as he buckles up, his long legs covered with a pair of loose jeans, a light gray button up making his eyes pop.

“baby.” rafe frowns at you, noticing you hadn't buckled up yourself, even though you're only going a couple blocks over, and rafe would never speed with you in the car.

“sorry, sorry!” you quickly pull your seatbelt across and buckle it in. “i got distracted.”

“mhm.” rafe hums, a smirk on his lips as he reaches over to place a hand on your thigh. you know exactly what his plans are as you spread your legs slightly.

“don't try anything.” you warn as he starts to drive towards toppers. “it would be rude to show up late.”

“don't try anything?” rafe questions, hand sliding under the hem of your dress. “like this?”

“raaaafe.” you whine out, pressing your hand on top of his to stop his fingers from exploring further. “you're being unfair!”

“topper won't mind if we are a bit late. come on.” rafe comes to a stop at a stretch of trees between two houses, pulling the truck to the side of the road and shifting it into park.

rafe turns to you, purposely sticking out his lower lip as his fingers drum against your inner thigh. “think about how hot it would be to ride me in the backseat.”

“you're the worst.” you groan. “get back there.”

--

“fuck!” you moan out, the windows completely steamed over so you can't even tell if anyone is nearby enough to hear your moans of pleasure.

“faster baby.” rafe encourages you, hands tightly squeezing your hips. “you got this, come on. make me cum.”

you are bouncing as fast as your legs can handle, thighs burning. you have no clue how you're going to dance at toppers party later as you push your body to it's absolute limit.

“that's it.” rafe groans out as you squeeze your cunt around his cock, hoping he spills into you soon as two orgasms have already wrecked through your body. “such a tight pussy for me.”

rafe finally begins to help slightly, lifting his lips up to meet yours as your hands grip his shoulders, all his buttons undone to reveal his glistening chest and abs.

“real close.” rafe says, his head leaning back against the seat. you use all your remaining strength and energy to move faster until you feel rafes cock swell inside of you.

you push your hips all the way down as he cums, filling up the condom as your pussy squeezes around him, milking him into the rubber.

“fuck.” rafes hands move from your hips to your ass, squeezing the plump flesh as you lean down to press a kiss against his open mouth. he takes a moment to recover before kissing back.

“oh my god, we are so late.” you giggle against his lips, pulling off his cock as you feel it softening inside of you.

“don't worry, we will just say we hit traffic.”

“really rafe?” you raise an eyebrow. “do you think topper is actually gonna believe that?”

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[queenpiranhadon]

╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ✸ .ᐟ: You and your best friend Mina Ashido go on a much needed girls night - the strain of managing your kids and work life has been strenuous, and both of your loving husbands were more than willing to watch over the kids for the night. However by accident, both men manage to wreck the lego set the kids have been working on, and so they decide to play a game to distract them from the wreckage.

✸ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Pro Hero! Bakugou, cursing, you can Katsuki have two twin daughters, you and Katsuki are married, f!reader, fluffy, crack, your kids call you mama, Katsuki calls you baby, f!reader, usage of Y/N like once.

✸ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Katsuki Bakugou x Reader, Ejirou Kirishima x Mina Ashido

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: ✸

"Alright, I'm leaving!" you call out, and your husband's red eyes rake over your form before wrapping an arm around your waist, tugging you closer as he presses a firm kiss to the temple of your head.

"Ya better have fun tonight, yeah?" he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly, and you hum softly, turning so that you face him, arms reaching up to wrap around his neck, playing absentmindedly with the baby hairs at his nape.

"I will.. promise to hold down the fort until then?" you ask, smiling knowingly and Katsuki smirks, pressing his forehead against yours.

"Yeah yeah, I can handle the brats for the night, woman." he says and you giggle, rolling your eyes playfully.

"I'll hold you to that Suki.. make sure Eji doesn't burn down the kitchen, okay?"

He clicks his teeth, snorting at the thought. "Tch. As if I'd ever let him in my kitchen in the first place."

You chuckle, remembering how possessive the explosive blonde could get over his favorite room in the house. "Yeah.. you barely let me in the kitchen when we first started dating."

Your husband's eyes soften a little at the thought, drinking you in one last time before you had to leave for your girl's night with Mina. Honestly, he still couldn't process it to this day, one wedding and two children later- he always found himself awestruck at the fact that you were his wife.

Or even simpler- you were his, and to that extent, he was yours as well.

You press your lips against his lovingly, and he reciprocated with no hesitation. Katsuki always was and is a lover who showed his affection through actions, channeling all his love into a single kiss, one that always took your breath away.

The small noise of a throat clearing is what causes you to break apart, seeing Mina in the corner of the room with an amused expression on your face.

"S'cuse me, lovebirds but I'm going to need to steal your wife from you Bakubro." she says lightheartedly, and Katsuki frowns - though lackluster- from the nickname. Both Mina and her husband still insistently called him the same nickname from their UA days, as did the rest of your friendgroup, and it was frankly amusing.

You hum, squeezing your husband's hand one last time and pressing a kiss to his cheek before turning to leave with Mina, waving before shutting the door gently behind you.

Kirishima stumbles into the room just then catching Katsuki's attention, with one child attached to each of his limbs, your daughters clinging to his legs and his daughters on his arms.

It would never not be funny, the four of you - Ejirou, Mina, Katsuki and you - thought, that you all ended up having girls. Mina became pregnant with their first daughter the year before you became pregnant with the twins. And then the year after that, Mina got pregnant again with their second daughter.

One of your girls, Kasumi's eyes light up at the sight of Katsuki, detaching herself from Kirishima's leg and bounding over to her father, grinning up at him.

"Hi Daddy!" she chirps, and Katsuki chuckles, scooping her up into his arms and ruffling her hair.

"Hi Muffin." he says warmly, before turning his gaze to his best friend, the poor red head trying to detangle himself from the three girls that still clung to him. "What happened to you, huh?"

Kirishima sweatdrops. "I...have no idea."

Katsuki snorts, and shifts Kasumi in his arms before motioning to his other daughter Hanami to join him, the little girl running over to him, squealing happily as she settles in his arms, small hands now playing with his spiky blonde hair.

Kirishima sighs in relief, sending the blonde a grateful smile. "Thanks man, I could barely move." he sweat drops, chuckling wryly.

Katsuki smirks, and kisses the tops of his daughters' heads before setting them down, Ejirou doing the same with his girls.

"Why don't ya go run outside, yeah? We'll call ya in when it's time for dinner."Katsuki says, and Kasumi nods eagerly, grabbing Kirishima's younger daughter Fumiko's hand.

"C'mon Fumi! We can go play with the waterguns Daddy bought us!" she chirps, and the pair run off to the backyard, their sisters in pursuit.

Kirishima watches the girls disappear and grins, nudging the blonde.

"So, with the girls gone... how've you been man? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever, especially with hero work and everything."

Katsuki nods, agreeing with me. "Yeah, me and Y/N have had our hands full... especially since, -ah fuck!" He swears, jerking away as pain shoots up his leg, accidentally stepping on something sharp.

However, it wasn't just anything, Katsuki looking down at the object, blood draining out of his face at the sight.

"Oh shit, are you oka- oh fuck." Kirishima pales as he sees what used to be the lego set the girls were working on, now shattered and completely demolished.

"Ah shit- c'mon Shitty Hair, we need to clear this out before the girls get back." Katsuki says hurriedly, and Kirishima nods, hastily dumping the pieces back in the box and stuffing it under the sofa, hoping the girls' wouldn't notice.

Just as they finish up, the girls come back inside, the two men freezing as they enter the living room.

"Hi Daddy!" Kirishima's older daughter Yui beams, before her eyes scan the room, narrowing slightly. "Where's our lego set?"

Kirishima sweat drops, trying to think of a lie on the spot. "Well, I uh, we-"

"We moved it to the dining room so that no one would step on it." Katsuki says nonchalantly, despite the irony.

Yui nods, suspicion leaving her eyes. "Oh, okay! Can we go play with it before dinner?"

Kirishima clears his throat. "Well...we could, but what if we played a game? You pick."

Each of the four girls' heads perk up at the prospect of a game. Hanami shares an evil look with Fumiko, the latter one declaring:

"We're going to play Horsey Ride!" Kirishima pales, and your husband raises an eyebrow.

"What's Horsey Ride...?"

Turns out, Kirishima didn't have to explain, because the girls had whisked the two of them outside so quickly that the situation explained itself.

The girls had their fathers on all fours, and they sat on their backs, as if they were riding a horse.

Katsuki internally groaned, mentally thanking himself for putting in extra reps at the gym earlier that week because frankly, the weight of two little girls on his back wasn't easy to carry.

Kirishima seemed to be faring the same, a grumpy look on his face as his daughter make him trot around the backyard.

Hanami tugged on Katsuki's hair, seemingly attempting to control his actions like something straight out of Ratatouille, and he begrudging obliges, now joining Kirishima in trotting around the yard.

Suddenly, Fumiko groans.

"I'm booorrreddd..." she whines and Kasumi frowns, thinking of a different game to play, something sparking in her eyes.

"What if... we have a horsey wedding!" she chirps, and both Katsuki and Ejirou freeze.

A what?!

Katsuki would rather die than do this to be honest, especially in the company of Kirishima, but he also possesses the inability to say no to his girls.

He also owes it to you.

Which is how he found himself grumpily sitting on the stairs to the porch, waiting for Hanami to escort him down the "aisle", with his hair tied up into uneven and painfully tight pigtails and your lipstick messily applied to his lips.

Kirishima wasn't doing any better, his hair stick out in all directions as the girls grabbed a sharpie and drew a mustache on his face.

Fumiko was randomly slamming away at some keys on the toy piano Katsuki bought years ago, and Kasumi was at the end of the aisle, clearly the officiant.

Katsuki crawls up to Kirishima's side, the two still on all fours. side eyeing each other as it takes every fiber in their being to not laugh at the other's appearance.

Kasumi clears her throat.

"Ahem. Ladies and Gentlemen, and Horsies, welcome to the HORSEY WEDDING!" she says, a little overenthusiastically, and Katsuki prays to whatever deity is out there that the neighbors don't hear the commotion and come over to investigate.

Katsuki and Ejirou glance at each other once again, defeat settling in their gaze.

This was going to be a long night.

And indeed it was, you and Mina returning home to see your poor husbands passed out on the floor, Katsuki's hair still in pigtails and Ejirou's face still marked with the mustache, a half built lego set in between the two of them.

You giggle, snapping a picture of the two discreetly.

If there was one thing you knew for sure about Katsuki Bakugou, it was that he would do anything for his girls.

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[yeonzzzn]

jake reader and soobin u say?? wait i’ll let u cook……….. 😵‍💫😵‍💫

no because my ult bias with a major bias wreck😵‍💫 i’m dizzy. like i’m thinking…

they would have you on your back on the bed. your legs wrapped around jake’s head with his hands squeezing your thighs, tongue pumping in and out of your cunt as his perfect nose glides against your clit. soobin hovering over you with a lock of your hair in his hand, helping you with the movements of bobbing your head up and down his cock. one of your hands rested on soobin’s thigh while the other had a firm grip of jake’s hair.

jake’s eyebrows would crease and moans escaping his mouth sending vibrations up your body, eyes fluttering open to get a good look at you, cock twitching at the way you take soobin completely in your mouth, nose touching his pelvis. jake licked one final stripe on your sex, eyes looking now at soobin, “I think it’s time to fuck her, don’t you think?” his aussie accent coming out thick and sending chills down your body. soobin smirked and removed his cock with a pop, hand now cupping your face as he stares down at your swollen lips, “would you like that baby? want us to fuck you?” you nodded frankly, wanting nothing more to feel them deep within your walls.

you already lost count of how many times they’ve made you cum. between jake and soobin, they both have had you flipped over in many different positions as they have their way with you until you were cumming on their tongues and fingers. you came on soobin’s thigh as you rode it while jake had his cock down your throat and fingers making figure eights on your clit. and honestly, you craved more. so so much more.

soobin pressed his lips to yours and pulled your body to him as he flipped the positions with you now hovering over him. jake’s hand was now cupping your ass, massaging the plush as his other hand pumped his cock a few time. soobin’s cock rubbed gently against your clit, making you shake with anticipation, “please,” you begged, wiggling your hips, feeling both their cocks rub against you, “fuck me, please jakey, please binnie,” both males smirked at your pleading, soobin being the first one to easily glide his cock into you, the tip sitting perfectly against your cervix.

you bit down on your lips to keep from screaming out, rocking your hips a bit to adjust to soobin’s size, only to halt at his hands gripping your hips, “no no baby, can’t leave jake out, can we?” you nodded in response, too afraid to open your mouth and the sounds that would come out. “hmm,” jake moaned, continuing to massaging your asscheek as he positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance, “it’ll be a tight fit, can you take us both, babe?” jake teased, slowly easing the tip in.

you continued to nod, not caring if they rip you open with their cocks and looking forward to the stretch they will give you. and oh god the stretch was immaculate. the pain mixed with the pleasure had your eyes rolling back and arching your back. you felt so full once jake slid completely in next to soobin, both their tips kissing your cervix. you long dropped your resolve of staying quiet. the sounds that escaped your mouth when both men bucked their hips, being completely in sync with their movements.

your nails dig into soobin’s shoulders, flinging your head back onto jake’s shoulder once his hand softly cupped your neck, “fuck, doing such a good job at taking us babe, ain’t she soobin?” soobin nodded, his fingers reaching up and sliding past your lips, pressing down your tongue, “being so so good for us baby.” you were seeing stars, your brain going foggy. all you knew was their cocks and how good they felt sliding in and out of your soaking cunt. you didn’t realize how fast your orgasm was approaching until you bit down on soobin’s fingers and moaned out in pure pleasure as you came around them both. both males hissed at the way you were now squeezing them, “fuck baby, keep squeezing us like that…”

soobin couldn’t even get the words out before his warm cum was making you even more full, continuing to buck his hips to chase out his high. jake came soon after, him whimpering in your ear at how good your pussy feels when you squeeze him like that, also still moving his hips to chase after that high. both men mixing the cum from each party all together, a good amount of it leaking out your hole.

the men pulled out of you and you collapsed on soobin’s chest and jake laying on top of your back, completely sandwiching you between the two. the sounds of all your breathing filled the room. you couldn’t help but smirk at the fact you won’t be able to walk.

[snakes-writing-corner]

Mr. Puzzles Fluff Alphabet

Requested by… Me!

Coming out of hibernation ‘cause there is not enough Mr. Puzzles x Reader content out there so I am contributing to the pile because the hyperfixation I have on this man has me in a fucking death-grip.

It is 2 in the morning when I’m posting this so yippie brain-rot!!!

Anyways alphabet under the cut :D

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Very. I mean you are kind of the only person who’s ever bothered to get close to him!

He was extremely clingy when the two of you were just friends, but now that you’re his partner? That’s increased tenfold.

He’s very unpredictable so he’s pretty much a wildcard when it comes to ways he’ll show affection.

Sometimes he’ll gently pull you along by grabbing your wrist, sometimes he’ll nuzzle into your hair or neck, maybe he’ll cup your face like you’re a glass sculpture that might shatter, and sometimes he’ll just pick you up and twirl you around. Honestly? This lovable director will show you any kind of physical affection under the sun.

I do think he particularly would like to hold your hand though. He likes the warmth of your hand in his, and how it’s so small compared to his. It’s like your hand was just made for him to hold!

Overall, any physical affection is fine by him as long as he gets to touch or hold you!

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend?)

I fear having this man as a best friend because that means chaos.

Yes being in a romantic relationship with him would be chaos, but a friendship I feel would be more chaotic somehow???

Will break your door down to get an opinion on a new show he’s been working on, and will absolutely pester you until you comply.

Would probably get you to star in said show and then poke fun at you the entire time. Lovingly of course mind you!

Lots of talk sessions where the two of you just talk shit about other people because this man lives for drama, like wants the tea on everyone.

Would break into your house at 2 in the morning to steal food like a fucking rat (I say this in a loving way).

Anyways being besties with him means say goodbye to your doors because he’s kicking them all down to get your attention.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Cuddling is definitely a must!!! Like he would love to cuddle!!!

This man has no preference to cuddling he just wants to hold you close to him! Definitely big spoon no questions asked, but he also loves having you lay on his chest.

I think his favorite way to cuddle though would be on his side with you snuggled into his chest. You would probably look very small compared to him like his body would basically envelop yours, but hey he’d be very warm at least! Mr. Puzzles would probably just lazily comb through your hair with the goofiest smile on his face, whispering little words of affirmation under his breath as he did so.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they around the house?)

Oh definitely! But, after he becomes all rich and famous! He wants the best life for you after all!

Definitely a housewife though when he’s not busy working on his shows, like this man is a workaholic. I genuinely think he enjoys cleaning and repetitive tasks in general, helps him think.

When working on his shows or stressed? Yeah no the living space can easily become a train-wreck as he gets increasingly more frustrated over whatever he’s working on.

You could probably leave the studio on any given day, and either come back to it spotless or a wreck. There’s like a 50/50 shot whenever you leave.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Nuh-uh, not happening, you are literally stuck with him now, and he is NEVER LETTING YOU GO. :)

Yeah that’s definitely not concerning! Good luck my guy because Mr. Puzzles has some attachment issues, and will not leave you no matter what you do!

But hey! You probably won’t get to leave him either! At least he won’t let you without a fight! (Get this man some therapy or something)

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Very big on commitment honestly part of him wants all of your attention to himself, but he loves you enough to not go that far.

I think he’d be kinda iffy on marriage. On one hand he could throw this big event for the two of you, letting everyone know you’re his.

On the other, he’s fine not getting married at all! As far as he’s concerned as long as you’re completely committed to him romantically there’s not really a reason to get married?

Honestly whether he gets married to you or not would depend on your preference.

Would probably still get you an engagement ring of some kind no matter what your answer is, just so others’ know you’re committed to someone.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Oh my god this man? Gentle as a feather physically. Emotionally? He tries to be as gentle as he can, but that temper gets the better of him sometimes.

He holds you like you are glass about to shatter, like he’s holding the most precious thing in the world.

Cups your face in his gloved hand and just admires you like the most beautiful art piece ever created. Might even lightly bump his screen against your head wondering how he got so lucky.

Most of the time he’s a bit aloof regarding your emotions he likes to tease you after all!

But in serious moments his tone will get noticeably softer as he listens, and tries to help you with whatever you are dealing with in anyway he can.

Now granted, Puzzles gets frustrated easily, and might lash out at you occasionally or straight up manipulate you, but he tries to make up for it.

Just be patient with him.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? What are their hugs like?)

Yes.

Hugs are a constant thing with this man he loves to hug and hold you. Though he will probably pick you up to hold you.

Most of the time he’ll come up from behind, pick you up, spin you around a bit, saying something like “There’s my little angel!”, and then hug you!

Definitely puts his screen to your head and makes a loud “mwah!” sound.

He’s a dork when it comes to hugging he wants to make you smile, that and he just likes having you close to him.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

After you get together?

All. The. Time.

Not in a bad way of course he wants you to know he absolutely adores you! Words of affirmation are part of his love language after all!

Says stuff like “I love you my precious starlight.” or “Gosh you’re just so cute! I truly do love you when you give me that look my dear!”

He is serious every time he says it though, but will not hesitate to fluster you with that phrase.

Can imagine him saying “I love you.” in a low husky voice to make you weak in the knees.

He likes to see you get all red in the face and become a stuttering mess. He’s a tease like that. :)

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Puzzles has attachment issues this man gets extremely jealous very quickly.

If he thinks anyone is getting even a little touchy with you? He’s walking over, putting his arms around you, and talking to the offender with fake enthusiasm and venom in his voice.

The person doesn’t get the hint? Lightly veiled threats start coming out.

Would resort to violence as a last resort.

If it’s a more light version of jealousy he’ll probably dramatically pout in the corner with his arms crossed until you come over and give him attention.

He’s very dramatic with jealously like a dog not getting attention when it wants it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Uhhhh I mean he has a TV for a head he can’t exactly kiss you per se.

But Puzzles tries to make it work! Most commonly he’ll gently tap his screen to your head or hands with a little electric shock to give the illusion of an actual kiss.

Is not much for you kissing his screen though since he’ll have to clean it afterwards…

But you want to get this man to melt into you? He loves being kissed on the neck, or on the bottom of his TV, might as well send sparks through his entire body. Would definitely love neck bites as well.

Honestly would not care where you kiss him he’s just happy getting your affection.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

I think he’d be pretty good around children at least outwardly.

Probably would be trying to entertain them with cartoons or little puppet shows.

Do not think he’d actively put himself in a situation to be around children though. I don’t think he likes them very much.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Puzzles would get up without waking you, get dressed, get some coffee, and then would make the two of you breakfast.

You typically tend to wake up before he’s finished, but if you aren’t then he’ll gladly give you breakfast in bed!

Would make fun of you for being a sleepyhead though.

Mornings with Puzzles would start off quiet, but get progressively louder as you both wake up a bit.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

I feel like nights go one of two ways.

Either A. Chaotic as hell or B. Actually nice

A chaotic as hell night includes Mr. Puzzles having some sort of mental break which results in him overworking himself and refusing to go to sleep and/or him frantically at a board with a bunch of papers on it trying to come up with ideas.

While this rarely happens it can if his shows aren’t doing as well as he would like or if you’re gone for long periods of time. The best thing to do here is gently talk to him and get him away from his area of work to help him calm down. A nice cup of hot tea or hot cocoa would help as well!

A nice night is more common though since Puzzles does think sleep is important. Probably ends with the two of you winding down by either cuddling in bed or watching TV (an actual TV though not his head he likes being able to hold you) while you two have blankets and/or hot tea to sip on.

Alternatively you two will cuddle in bed and just talk about whatever comes to mind until you two fall asleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He’s pretty open about his past but not so much about what he doesn’t want you to see.

He shares stories from when he was a kid a lot, mainly about his mom, (I get a huge mama’s boy vibe from him) or his struggles making friends and connections until you showed up.

Also talks about his frustrations about getting into directing shows and how no corporate big shot would give him a chance so that’s how he made his own company! Also loves talking about ideas for new shows or really anything that comes to mind this man has no filter and just says what pops in his head.

He does not talk about things he doesn’t want you to know. Mainly that he smokes but he’s also definitely done some fucked up stuff in the past to get where he is today so he keeps that under wraps.

Wouldn’t want his darling angel to worry about those little hiccups~

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

We are literally talking about the person who sang about how ‘patience is a virtue uttered by fools’ this man has close to none.

He gets very frustrated and angry when things don’t go how he planned them to. He also can get frustrated if you don’t tell him things.

While he never tries to direct his anger at you he tends to lash out when frustrated and says things he doesn’t mean. However, he would probably apologize in the end if he really hurt you with his words.

Would never think of getting physically violent with you though he would much rather cut off his own head again than do that.

It would be very odd hot to see the man who holds you so gently be able to so easily make a sizable dent in a metal object.

Definitely has punched many holes in the walls and covered it up with something.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

My guy.

My buddy.

This man will remember every little thing you have told him about anything you like. He has a little notebook dedicated to writing little details about you so he doesn’t forget.

Knows just about everything you’ve either off-handedly mentioned about yourself or straight up told him.

Has various things written down like your favorite color, food, drink, cartoon, etc. Like literally anything you can think of that you could say about yourself he probably has written down.

Also has a page just describing how much he loves your looks down to the littlest detail but that’s not as important.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

When you two officially became partners.

He was so anxious to ask on the inside but kept the outwardly performance up as he was desperately trying to figure out how to go about it.

He broke one night and frantically made a board full of ideas for what he could do, but none of them were good enough! You deserved so much more than-than this!

You just so happened to walk into this scenario but Mr. Puzzles didn’t notice you as he was too focused on his board. You heard him muttering to himself about how “this had to be perfect” and “no, no that wouldn’t-”.

You eventually got concerned and walked up to him, accidentally scaring the living daylights out of him by the way, and as he tried to stutter something out you realized just what the board was about.

You then looked at him as he was still trying to come up with an excuse and just looked at him with wide eyes as you just blurted “And here I was scrambling to figure out a way to ask you out myself.”.

Puzzles just stared at you wide eyes and shouted “Wait really!?”

Anyways that night ended with you two just watching a movie on the couch and you’ve been together ever since.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you?)

Oh very protective.

Like you get scary tall guard dog partner privileges.

Most of the time if you’re with Puzzles no one would really dare to try anything because of how tall your TV man is, but on the off chance some asshole wants to try his luck?

Well Puzzles most definitely has a kill count.

In actuality he’d probably make threats towards the person, never getting outwardly aggressive as he doesn’t like to be the one fighting, but if the aggressor tries to touch you?

All bets are fucking off.

Despite what his personality may suggest to you if it comes down to it this man can pack a punch if need be. He is deceptively strong for how he looks and could easily beat a man to death if he wanted to.

While the fight would not end with the aggressor’s death as Puzzles does not want to kill someone in front of you, there is a good chance that person might end up mysteriously dead with no evidence tracing the murder back to him later down the line.

This man is slightly unhinged when it comes to keeping you safe.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

This is Mr. Puzzles we’re talking about he’s going all out!

Would definitely have a fancy dinner or something equally extravagant. I can see him liking to slow dance with you in a ballroom if given the chance.

If you prefer more casual dates then hey he’s up for that too! He’s paying though no ifs, ands, or buts about it! He loves movie dates and stargazing as date ideas.

Anniversaries are an all out occasion he’s standing his ground on that one because it’s special date and he wants the entire day to be special to the both of you.

Tries to get you gifts he knows you’ll like instead of fancy things though.

Okay maybe one or two pretty rings and such but mainly things you’d actually enjoy or give that big smile at receiving. I think gift giving is one of his love languages after all so expect to have lots of little trinkets.

He tries his best to make you smile everyday so he tries a lot for you.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He has some… unfavorable aspects of himself he doesn’t want you knowing the true extent of.

He does not want you to know he smokes as he thinks it’s an undesirable habit and always deflects any questions about why he might smell like smoke or any cigarettes you might find.

His temper also gets the best of him at times leading to him lashing out and making dumb decisions that he tends to regret if he thinks about it too much. Though he has wrangled it in around you it can be explosive and violent when you aren’t around to witness the full extent of it.

He is also very obsessive with you and he knows it. It’s definitely toxic obsession as well because at his worst moments mentally he has debated keeping you to himself and not letting you leave. He’s also considered sabotaging all of your relationships so you only rely on him and no one else.

A dark part of him wants to keep you all to himself so no one can take you away from him ever.

Thankfully, he respects and loves you too much to act on those thoughts but god rest the poor soul that does anything bad to you because odds are…

Their life is on a very short timer.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Oh my god yes.

Yes he so is.

He wants to look his best around you 24/7 all day every day and somehow does not even have to try for it.

He needs to always look presentable because a good director should always look ready all the time!

Is dramatic as fuck if his shirt gets wrinkled or something like damsel with their hand on their head going “my poor husband” dramatic.

He’s very silly like that and you love him for it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes.

You are the only person who ever really tried to get to know him, who puts up with his silly shenanigans, and who he fell in love with.

Truthfully without you? He’d completely lose it mentally because you are his rock. The one person he knows can pull him back from the darkest corners of his mind.

Not that you’d ever know this but Mr. Puzzles does. He knows that now that he has you he would not be able to live without you and continue to pretend to be even remotely sane.

X = Xtra (Random HC)

Plays his dreams or soft static on his screen when he’s in a deep sleep.

Claps his hands when excited and fidgets with his suspenders a lot.

Also makes tons of motions with his hands while he talks.

Y = You (How would they talk about you?)

This goes one of two ways.

Either he’s all giddy and cheerful like a schoolgirl with a massive crush or sounds very concerning as he talks about you like a follower would a god.

Pick your poison because both are accurate it just depends on how he’s feeling that day.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Will. Not. Let. Go.

Like if you wake up before him you are not getting up because he has the grip of a koala and probably has his arms and legs wrapped all around you.

But sometimes if you wake up before him he ends up in the funniest positions like sprawled out in ways that should break his bones. It can be very funny and disturbing at the same time.

[butchcarmy]

Honestly I think if Carmy does dirty talk (once he gets some experience) he’s really going to love being condescending, and it’s so hot…

I AGREE. So much in fact that this was born. Wow. Heed the tags and proceed!!

Tags: explicit, dom carmy, cumplay, dirty talk, creampie, carmy being mean, but also sweet

“You’re so easy,” Carmy says with a smug look. He’s pushing his cock steadily and and out, repeatedly stretching you out further when he bottoms out again and again. “All you need is a cock in you and you’re almost fuckin’ coming already.

“You just feel so good,” you whine in defense, but with the way you’re clenching down around him, pussy so wet it’s dribbling, it’s not very successful.

“You just like being stretched out,” Carmy retorts. He pulls back and lets the round head pop out before bullying his cock back into you. You writhe below him. “It doesn’t have to be my cock. Could be my fingers. Almost got all 5 fingers in there last time, didn’t we?”

“Carmy,” you moan, your pussy wrecked by his relentless pace and his dirty, dirty words. “B-But I—I like your cock…”

“I think you just like it when I come in you,” he says, voice low in your ears. “You like the feeling of my cum inside you. Whether it’s in your pussy or down your throat…” His fingers tweak at your clit, flicking it up, and you flinch with a surprised moan. “I should get a plug to keep it all inside you.”

“Oh my god,” you gasp, scandalized, but the telltale sign of dense heat weighing in your gut says otherwise.

“You like the sound of that, don’t you? Going through your day with my cum in your pussy?” Carmy’s grinding his thick cock inside you, getting sweet friction on your walls. “Fuckin’ slut.”

His fingers pinch your clit, and you let out something akin to a sob.

“I’m gonna come,” you gasp. The pressure’s so fucking tight. “Carm—“

“You’re so easy,” Carmy laughs lowly, breathlessly. “Go on, take it. Come like the easy slut you are.”

His fingers glide from side to side on your slippery clit in a blur as he thrusts in an even, firm rhythm that has you choking on your own gasps. You come with overwhelmed tears in your eyes, moaning Carmy’s name so loud it’s almost a scream. You’re throbbing so tightly on his dick like it’s a lifeline.

“Th-that’s fucking right—fffuck—“ His moans are deep, resonating from his core. He staggers inside you from the sharp pleasure of your tightening walls. He fucks you through your orgasm, stretching it out like a thin piece of gum until it snaps, and in turn, your hole sucks his cock so much he comes.

When he pulls out, his soft cock is smeared in a shiny mixture of your combined cum. Your cream lays thick on his shaft, and somehow, there’s still beads of his cum in his slit. Your mouth waters looking at it. So does your pussy. Carmy’s cum, pale and abundant, pools rapidly at your abused entrance and spills over.

“Look at you,” Carmy murmurs in awe. His thumb drags up from where you’re leaking and sinks inside, pushing his cum back in. “Took me so well, baby…”

He praises you with little kisses and affection, kissing gently at your legs, stomach, collarbone. Brings you close to him, brushes sweaty strands of hair out of your face.

“Sorry if I went too far,” Carmy mumbles after you’ve both come down. Your head rests on his chest, and you’re playing with the curls of his hair. “With anything.”

“You were wonderful,” you assure him. “Could’ve even been a little meaner and I would’ve liked it.” That gets an abrupt laugh out of him, equal parts embarassment and delight.

“Oh yeah?” You can tell by the way he’s saying it that he’s choosing to take that as a challenge. You can see the gears turning, and it’s making you a good kind of nervous. “I think I got a couple ideas.”

“Looking forward to it,” you say, like it doesn’t make you wanna squirm, and he smiles knowingly, bringing you in for another kiss.

[ssentimentals]

begging for suggestive #33 with minghao bc he's been wrecking me so bad lately 😫😫😫😫

also thank you so much for what you do! you're so talented 🥰🥰🥰🥰 *kisses*

aw why so cute, thank YOU for being this kind!! thank you for requesting! 💜 hopefully you will like it!

suggestive prompt: 'eyes on me.'

deep breath. you take another deep breath, steadying yourself. you can do this. you were perfect in rehearsals and now it's time for the real thing - you stand in your changing room, waiting for last five minutes to pass. someone knocks and minghao's head pops in, his smile wide and charming as his eyes land on you. 'how is my lady?' he asks, coming in and locking the door behind himself. 'i saw your parents in the crowd, talked to them for a bit. they are super excited.'

you smile at him shakily, letting minghao pull you in a warm hug. having him around always calms your nerves but you fear even he can't fully soothe you right now. 'i am fine, but nervous as hell.' you answer honestly. 'but like, it's fine. yeah, i'm fine.'

minghao quirks an eyebrow at this, chuckling. 'babe, you are fine. you are made for that stage and we both know you're going to be amazing up there.' he gingerly hugs you again, trying to be careful with your dress.

'thank you,' you mutter. 'i don't know why i'm nervous. i know i'm ready.'

your boyfriend looks at you with a thoughtful expression and then his gaze drops on your lips. 'let me distract you,' he offers and your eyes instantly shift towards the door. 'no-no. eyes on me, sweets.'

kiss takes you by surprise. not because minghao kissing you is surprising, but because kiss smudges your lipstick and you can't care less, kissing him back automatically, sighing into his mouth at familiarity of shivers that kissing minghao always rise. he kisses with a solid determination on his mind, lets you breathe only when someone knocks on the door with 'two minutes, everyone up on the stage!'. you pull back a bit hazy and minghao kisses tip of your nose before turning you towards make up table. 'lipstick,' he reminds you gently, watching with softest eyes as you reapply it. you turn back to him and minghao takes your hand in his. 'you are perfect. it will be perfect. have faith, love. in yourself, first of all.'

he is right, of course. you nod, feeling much lighter than before. 'kissing is a good technique to calm me down,' you say, unlocking the door.

'noted.' minghao smirks, letting you pass. before letting you go, he hugs you one last time: 'break a leg, babe. i'll be right there.'

you nod, smiling. knowing that minghao will be there makes you feel even better.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

[redr0sewrites]

threesome with nesta + cassian from acotar during the frenzy? i love both characters sm and saw u were taking reqs :>

hhhhh yes they are soooo fine

🥀Cw: SMUT!!!, threesome/poly, gn!reader, dirty talk, mating frenzy

🥀minors dni

cassian and nesta are wonderful partners, but when it comes to the mating frenzy??? they are literally SO overprotective and horny i just know it

from the minute the frenzy starts to the minute it ends the three of you are all over eachother. they both definitely enjoy spit roasting, with Cassian fucking you senseless while Nesta rides your face. they will absolutely make out while on top of you, and if she's feeling especially cruel, Nesta would absolute play with your clit/cock while Cassian fucks you

Nesta would be sooo mean!!! she definitely uses your sensitivity and horniness against you, even though she's just as insatiable. Nesta and Cassian are pure opposites when it comes to dirty talk, and they'll switch up on you until your fuzzy with pleasure. one minute Nesta could be spitting out the cruelest words and condescending remarks while Cassian praises you with no end in sight, and the next minute Nesta could be pampering you and praising you while Cassian whispers the filthiest shit in your ear and calls you his little slut. they are genuinely so versatile in bed, and that's only amplified during the frenzy

if you are more of a dominant person, you and Nesta DEFINITELYYYYY team up on Cassian at least a fee times, until he's all overstimulated and subby :( if you have a dick he woukd absolutely adore being pegged, but he would deny it to no end. if you don't thats ok too, you can still use a strap which will lead to the same effect- a wrecked and needy Cassian

USE HIS SENSITIVE WINGS AGAINST HIM. you and Nesta on either side of him while he's restrained, gently caressing his wings and teasing his thighs, but not touching his painfully hard cock. he'll be whimpering in minutes, he just needs you so much!

Nesta is a bit harder to team up on, but it can be managed. you'd have to start off slow, praise her and feed her ego. she loooves being pampered when she's subbing and is def a bratty pillow princess. she'll be very pliant and down for whatever, but COMPLAINS the entire time about how she can't feel a thing. so, in response, you and Cassian work together to fuck her SENSELESS. the easiest way to break her down is with incessant praise, she absolutely meltsssss

your all big fans of marking, like your all walking out of your 3 week frenzy with claw marks, hickies, and bruises on every available inch of your bodies'. your definitely gonna be wearing turtlenecks for a few weeks lmao.

you guys definitely prioritize aftercare a lot though. you always pause between sessions to get food and water, and y'all definitely bathe together. it's not always spicy either, sometimes bathing during the frenzy was intimate but not in a sexual way. lots of massages over sore muscles and praise were shared, and bathing together is one of your favorite memories of the frenzy (besides the filthy, steamy sex ���)

honestly yall probably spend a week after the frenzy just SLEEPING and snuggling together after like barely sleeping for so long 💀

"fuuuck Nes," Cassian groaned between sloppy kisses above you, aligning his cock with your aching hole. Nesta shudders as you moan, sending vibrations against her clit. she was sitting on your face, muscular thighs framing your head as she grinded down against your tongue. Cassian was sliding his aching cock against your hole, grinding down between your folds/ass. you were already wet with preparation from your previous rounds, but the sloppy sounds of Nesta and Cassian making out above you only turned you on more.

Slowly, Cassian thrusted inward, watching in admiration as his cock sinks into your hole. "fuck, baby, takin' me so well," he murmurs, and pulls Nesta back into a breathy kiss. you whine, the fullness of his dick inside you making your clit/cock twitch with need. Nesta's hand travels lower and lower down your sternum, reaching for your pulsing sex. nimble fingers toy with your clit/dick as Nesta's thighs tremble with need.

your tongue works wonders against her aching cunt as Cassian sets a brutal pace. teeth and tongue clash together above you as your two mates make out, and the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. you can tell Nesta is getting close from her breathy whines, and the way her thighs tremble with each roll of her hips against your face. Cassian's cock twitches inside you as Nesta lets out an especially wanton moan, and your back arches in response.

Cassian's dick hits a sweet spot inside you that you barely knew existed, and you moan against Nesta's clit. her hips buck against your face as her orgasm washes over her, and you can feel the coil in your abdomen tightening as well. a string of curses leaves Nesta's lips as you grip onto her thighs, pulling her through her high as you continue to eat her out. Cassian nearly comes at the sight, his two perfect mates deep in their own pleasure.

Nesta's swift fingers keep working at your clit/cock until your clenched tight around Cassian, your hole practically sucking him in with each thrust. "shit, 'm gonna-" Cassians voice cracks into a moan as his orgasm tears through him. you mewl and buck your hips as he fucks you through your own high, Nesta's thighs squeezing your head as your mind glazes with pleasure.

"don't suffocate them Nes," Cassian murmurs, pulling out as you both come down from your post-orgasmic high. "oh please, they can take it. can't you, doll?" Nesta coos, and you struggle to nod from beneath her thighs. Cassian shoots her a look, and she crawls off of you. the mattress dips as she lays down besides your panting form, and she gently runs her fingers over your stomach, tracing upwards to cup your cheek.

"we weren't too rough, were we?" the question is spoken softly and genuinely, and you shake your head. "don't worry, 'm fine, Nes. just a little tired", you chuckle, and Cassian lays down on your other side. he pulls you both close, his wings enveloping you all and dousing the soft light from a nearby lantern. "lets all get some rest then, shall we?" you and Nesta both nod, worn out from hours of passionate lovemaking. as you begin to drift off to sleep, you can't help but think about how blessed you are to have such wonderful mates.

help the smut is so mid but i'm too tired to edit IM SORRRRRYYYY- I LOVED THIS REQUEST SOOO MUCH THOOOOOO I NEEEEED TO WRITE FOR ACOTAR MORE CASSIAN AND NESTA R SOOO FINEEEE LMAO

[izzylicious]

Kinktober Day 3: MHA Edition Dom! Tamaki Amajiki X Sub! Reader

Warnings: Viewer discretion is highly advised! Dom! Tamaki, Sub! Reader, quirkplay, tentacles (oop), pet name usage (bunny), size kink, slight bondage, mention of a safe word but not used.

“Are you sure…?”

Your boyfriend is shocked with how rough you’ve told him you want him to be. You honestly don’t know if he’ll be able to handle it. And your fantasies you shared were so… dirty.

“I’m sure. If it makes you feel better, our safe word will be takoyaki.” You assure him gently.

Tamaki’s face shifts and something inside him snaps. He rips your clothing from your body with tentacled fingers.

“Hey!” You whine, “That was my favorite shirt!”

In a flash your hands are bound above your head. Two more tentacles spread your legs and one shoves its way inside of you, setting a ruthless pace as one more tentacle finds your clit and sucks on it. Another two tentacles trail up your body until they reach your boobs, grasping them desperately.

You let out a broken moan from the new sensations, overstimulated and overwhelmed already.

Your boyfriend smirks, “You’re enjoying yourself, Bunny. Such a dirty girl for me…” His voice is low and smooth.

Squelching sounds have you squeezing around the tentacle, juices leaking from you. Suddenly, you feel his suckers attach themselves to your walls and you’re screaming as you cum all over the tentacle. He pulls it out of you and you cry out, disappointed with the sudden empty feeling.

Tamaki tears his clothes off. He lifts you into the air and makes you sit in his lap, two strong tentacles holding your body to him. Your eyes widen as you watch his cock grow to an inhuman size.

“What did you eat?” You question.

He doesn’t respond, but instead sinks you onto his huge length inch by inch. There’s a bulge in your stomach, shifting with Tamaki’s movements. It splits you open with an agonizing stretch, but you’re soon moaning for more. You try to scratch his back, but he restrains your hands behind you.

Tamaki taunts, “Naughty, naughty. I say when you can move.”

Your boyfriend slams inside of you, brutally rearranging your insides. You feel the pressure in your stomach building as one of the suckers on his tentacle sucks at your clit. Another two grip each of your breasts, fondling at your nipples. You tighten around his fat dick and scream his name as you climax. You’re panting and overstimulated as he continues wrecking you. He swells inside of you and he thrusts sporadically before stuffing himself to the hilt and cumming deep. Tamaki pants as he slowly pulls out, his spend dripping out of you.

“Did… did I do good for you, Bunny? Was I too rough? Are you hurt?”

You reassure. “It was wonderful and I enjoyed every minute of it. I like that side of you.” You wink.

I love the idea of Tamaki having such duality. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, my lovelies! Song because I’d be Tamaki’s slave. 😍 ~Izzylicious

[haologram]

unforgiven 🏹 b.sk (teaser)

🏹 synopsis: seungkwan may have been represented by his considerably heartwarming traits, but he ruined his own fate with his vengeful and prideful behavior. despite his flawed outlook, he can still see you in every lover — until it's you, again.

🏹 genre: greek god au ; second chance romance au ; angst ; fluff ; eventual smut ; sort of former enemies/rivals to lovers.

🏹 pairing: athena!boo seungkwan x reincarnated arachne!fem!reader | side pairing: eros!kim mingyu x psyche!chou tzuyu (twice) | side characters: zeus!choi seungcheol ; hades!yoon jeonghan ; hephaestus!jeon wonwoo ; hermes!vernon chwe ; eris!lee saerom (fromis_9) ; more to come.

🏹 word count: 1.6k | full fic: tba!

🏹 rating: 18+. minors do not interact.

🏹 warnings: nudity (and it's normalized so just...deal with it), seungkwan has a lot of guilt and things weighing on him. pet names (angel, threadling, etc.,) i think that's it for the teaser. the full fic is a fucking wreck.

🏹 what to listen to: run away - tzuyu ; cinnamon girl - lana del rey ; take me back to eden - sleep token ; more to come.

🏹 a/n: hey everyone! i'm back...lol. i hope to have this out before november, so just keep your eyes peeled!

IV.

Somehow, Seungkwan was on the other side of the bed.

You were nestled into his naked torso, your lips pouted against his neck. Your hair was a mess around you, your leg flung over his waist as you slept soundly. He rolls his eyes, wondering how to get out of the position without waking you. It's barely dawn, he likes some time to himself before dealing with the mortals that are honestly the bane of his existence.

He gently wraps his fingers around your knee, moving you off his body with precision. He'd never let any of the other mortals sleep in his bed, much less with him, but he knows it's the guilt from killing you off years ago. Unfortunately, Seungkwan is far too aware of his wrongs. In the past, he'd gotten scolded by several of his peers due to his harsh nature. He and Vernon got drunk over an aged wine a few years after your disappearance and Seungkwan admitted he'd jumped the gun on punishment.

What he didn't know was that Vernon spoke to Seungcheol about it, who then spoke to Jeonghan about it. That's how they came up with sending you back to Seungkwan for your last chance at life, maybe you could right your wrongs with each other. You both struggle with pride and yearn to be perfect, never wanting to admit when you're wrong.

But you were human, you knew you couldn't be perfect. You had a softer heart, not having seen the things Seungkwan had seen or lived the life he'd known. Seungkwan had built his walls up nice and high, and rarely let anyone in to take a peek. You in his bed was something he'd never allow if you were just anyone.

He knows it's also his attraction for you coming to the surface. It didn't take a genius to realize that it was this he'd been looking for in every lover he'd ever tried to have – your witty remarks, your obvious disinterest in him or his skills as a god. You weren't looking at him as some being worth worshiping, but someone who needed to be loved, to be held together and forgiven – despite resenting him.

He knows you can't possibly know how much his past decisions weigh on him, but it is scary to think that you can sense something about him. You know something, something that makes him feel uneasy, and it's what's inside. You know his pain, his truth, his heart.

Sighing, he softly rolls you onto your back, covering your bare body with the duvet. It's only half true, what he said about your body – he's amazed at every curve and dimple, he wants to run his hands all over you until the end of time. He likes the way your hips swing as you walk, the bounce in your step and how soft your cheeks are. How soft you are.

What kind of god is he if he gives into his desires? If he sinks his teeth into you like a cat catching a mouse, if he lets you teeter him around like a puppet for just a taste of you? What kind of god is he if he lusts after you when he knows getting involved with mortals won't end well for him, especially when he knows the moment you sink your claws into him, he'd be a goner? Not much of a god then, is he? "Don't go." You murmur, eyes still closed and brows scrunched as you touch his wrist. He jolts slightly, but moves to pull away anyway. "I have to. I need to make your clothes." He whispers back, the sun beginning to peek in through the open window. 

Pouting, you pull him closer. "Just a little longer." "The sky's awake, angel. I have to be up." He works your fingers off his wrist, splaying your hand across his pillow. "I'm still in the room, I'm not going anywhere." This seems to be enough for you, as he grabs the robe you wore the night before and shrugs it on. He wipes at his eyes carefully, stretching before he slides off the bed. He tucks the corner of the duvet under the pillow, watching your fingers grasp at the pillowcase.

He moves around quietly, gathering the linens he'd pinned for you the night before. He sits at his desk, opening his drawer to get his glasses out and prepares needle and thread. Glancing up, he sees you pouting still, burying your face into his pillow with a sigh – and feels a twinge in his chest.

Zeroing back in, he quietly sews the linen as the sun rises slowly. You toss and turn, frustrated sounds coming from the direction of his bed enticing him to look over – but he doesn't. It's not until he accidentally pricks his finger with a pin that he notices you've gotten up and are settling on the floor next to his chair. 

"What are you doing, threadling?" He asks, almost as if he doesn't really care what you're doing. 

"Can't sleep." You mutter, reaching your fingers out to touch his ankle as you lay down, wrapping yourself like a burrito in the blanket. He peers down at you, seeing the way your fingers ghost over his skin when he sighs, pushing his chair back carefully.

"Alright, come on. Get up." 

You groan up at him, feeling him move away from your fingertips as you sit up. "What?" He doesn't respond, choosing to walk away from you and sink back into the bed. He huffs a bit, trying to hide the giddy feeling in his stomach as he sees you slowly approach. "Quickly, before I change my mind." You climb onto the bed at that, abandoning the blanket on the floor as you lay next to him, your arm loosely wrapping around his torso as he pulls the duvet over you. "Don't lay on the floor again, okay? Just ask me to come back."

"I did, you left me anyway." You murmur, a sad look etched on your brows before you sigh into his robe. He stops himself from comforting you, his fingers aching to run through your wild hair and biting back his apology. He sits silently, letting you drift back asleep holding his hip.

He doesn't like wasting the day. He knows he should pry himself away, and pull you out of bed too. He just can't bring himself to disturb your peace that way.

He gives in, his fingers gently stroking your hairline, moving stray hairs off your face. You lean into the warmth of his hand as he moves the hair off your neck, thumbing the shell of your ear carefully before clearing his throat.

"We've got a busy day, Y/N. We need to get up."

His fingers graze your neck softly, before his thumb caresses your jaw. You sigh into the air as you open your eyes, looking up at him. "It's so early." "Early bird gets the worm. You've yet to have breakfast and get dressed. Come on." He's speaking softly, his thumb now tracing circles into your soft cheeks. He can't help it, pinching the fat gently before moving away. Thankfully, you don't question his actions, just sluggishly throw the duvet off your body. He holds up the skirt from before, the ruby red material glittering in the light. "This one, yes? And the pink top? Or the white one?" "What is this, dress-up?" You yawn, and Seungkwan frowns. "Be nice, I made this for you." "Sorry, oh wisest one. Dress me like a doll." You stand and stretch your arms up, and he rolls his eyes as he carefully wraps the skirt around you, feeling your hands on his shoulders as he pins it in place. "Maybe I'll add a little drawstring so it's more secure, hm?" He's speaking to himself, but you nod anyway. "Arms up." He says, before tugging the soft white shirt over your head, carefully slipping your arms through. "There we go. What do you think? Pretty?" He turns you to face the mirror once more, hands on your hips as you sleepily look at yourself. You nod in silence, and he cards his fingers through your hair gently, pulling it back and pulling a piece of white ribbon out of his pocket. He ties the hair back carefully, the ribbon looped into a bow. "So it won't get in the way. Oh, and I'll get started on some shoes for you sometime this week. You'll just be indoors today, so don't worry about getting hurt." You're peering at him through the mirror, your hands folded in front of you as you speak. "Why do you ask if I think the outfit is pretty?" He raises a brow, "Why the question?" "You asked if I think I look pretty. Why does it matter? It's just us." You shrug, the flowing material of the skirt flowing smoothly as you turn to face him. "And it's not like you'd tell a mortal she's pretty, would you?" Seungkwan can feel that same guttural guilt he felt earlier slowly begin to slip away. He couldn't figure you out – you could be so sweet, so flirty and pouty, and then you could be this. Defiant, bratty, argumentative.

"Can't I want to know if you feel good in what I'm making for you? Would you rather I make you wear a sack? Or walk around nude for anyone to see you?" He scoffs, seeing you smile inwardly. "Does anyone involve you?" He doesn't respond, shaking his head as he sinks into his closet.

Yeah. Anyone involves him, and probably just him.

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[prettynice8]

Kinkmas Day 12: Lingerie

Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima x male reader

This guy

Summary: So, you say some shit to Bakugo, and he WRECKS your uniform, making Kirishima kinked up

Warnings: Kissing, biting/markings, sex, lingerie DUH but in the form of a torn-up costume.

Word count: 1,356

You were practicing, which you don't often do. Fighting fellow children to get better at ruthlessly beating the shit out of other people in the future, not exactly your thing. Though today was different because you heard that it was a men's only practice, fucking score. None of those women ruining anything by being there, now you could admire your classmates without anyone intervening, and this practice went hard as fuck, tee hee.

Everyone was in their hero outfits to make it seem more real, and holy shit were you wet, watching people duke it out, everyone surrounding them, cheering them as their sweaty bodies clash into one and other.

The people fighting currently were Bakugo, who was possibly the most annoying kid in the grade, and Kirishima, who was one of the hotter men, especially in that shirtless costume, you would fuck both of them honestly.

When the fight was done, everyone went off to do their own training, except you, who just stood there, only being here to ogle at the hot men. You just kind of stayed in a corner uncomfortably, your skin tight costume not helping much.

You just stood there until finally Bakugo came over to you screaming.

"What the fuck are you doing just standing here idiot!" He shouted, coming really close to you, so much so you could feel his hot breath on your face. He had that angry look on his face.

"Fuck off, I'm not affecting your life at all, go thrust your dick in a hot pocket or whatever desperate people like you do." You flared back. You honestly weren't even that mad at what he said, you just really didn't like him, doesn't mean you wouldn't suck his dick until it turned into laffy taffy though.

He stared back at you, rage filling his face. He grabs you by the chest, surprisingly having a firm grip with how tight it is.

"LISTEN HERE MOTHER FUCKER, BITCHES LIKE YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT! I WILL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP; I WILL EXPLODE THAT STUPID LOOK ON YOUR FACE WHORE!" He shouted at you once again, this time a lot more aggressive as you can tell with the all caps. You just stared at him, completely apathetic to his tantrum. It was also at this point that his little bitch drew attention to the two of you.

"You would like to fuck my shit up wouldn't you queer." You said, looking him dead in the eye. Every He looks PISSED, his grip previously on your costume is now caging you in, the smell of smoke originating from his hand is apparent in the air.

Kirishima notices this and actually worries that Bakugo might kill you and goes in between the two of you. Bakugo tries to reach over him but is unable to.

"FIGHT ME YOU PUSSY!" He shouted, now just spewing shit out of his mouth.

"Bakugo, calm down." Kirishima demanded gently in his sweet smile. "You're being over dr-"

"Sure," you cut Kirishima off.

Everyone stared at you, astonished, the queer that just sits there and looks pretty is actually going to fight Katsuki Bakugou, and that's exactly what you do.

It's an epic battle, truly one for the ages. Every hero in training there is astonished with how well you hold yourself, not faltering once. Such a duel that would rival the best in his- and you lost immediately.

Twinks can't fight as easily as that, which is your excuse when everyone asks you what kind of pathetic excuse of a fight was that, if it could even be called such.

Oh, and there's one other thing. Bakugo let off quite the explosive blast and uh, completely wrecked your costume, and I mean WRECKED. It is in tatters, holes and tears throughout the whole thing. You also don't have anything under it because of how fucking breath takingly tight it is... including underwear.

So here you are, standing practically naked in front of all of your classmates. Not a word from any of them, they're all too stunned to speak, except for that cocky bastard Bakugo.

"Fucking slut, I knew you couldn't fight for shit." He degraded, laughing his ass off.

"As if this wasn't your plan this entire time, trying to see me naked. That's really weird Bakugo, why would you do something like that? I would've done it if you just asked." You teased, causing his rage to boil back up to the surface. He walks towards you, ready to beat the shit out of you again, but Kirishima stands between the two of you once again as well.

He puts his hands in front of both you and Bakugo, separating the two of you. Kirishima tries to fight off Bakugo once again as he screams at you.

"FUCKING WHORE BITCH SLUT, SAY THAT TO ME ONE MORE TIME!"

"God you're thirsty for me." You said, not affected by any part of this whole ordeal. Kirishima continues to struggle with Bakugo, fending him off from attacking you. During his attempt, he accidently grips onto your exposed nipple tightly, causing both of you to blush, and pull away from each other. This leaves Bakugou with the perfect opportunity to charge after you, in which Kirishima catches him in the act, throwing him to the ground.

Kirishima then leads you out of the area so you can change, among other things. You just go along with it, rather be here than out where everyone can see you naked, you'd rather do it in a place that isn't so chilly.

You think he's just being a nice guy, until he leads you into the supply room. He locks the door behind the two of you, then kissing you deeply, in which you instantly reciprocate.

"I'm sorry, but you just looked so hot with that tattered uniform." He apologized.

"I usually have that effect on people." You bluntly said, he laughs at your remark before going back to kissing you. Sticking his tongue in your mouth, exploring it. He then entangles his tongue with yours.

He then lays kisses down your neck, stopping when he gets down to your nipples, sucking and nipping at them. His hands then go down to grab your exposed ass, causing a loud moan to exude from your mouth.

Then, to your surprise, he takes off his pants and reveals his girthy cock with a medium length, a big red bush at the base. He picks you up by your thighs, you react instantly by wrapping your legs around his hips as he sets your back to the wall.

"Are you ready?" He asked,

"Fuck me already." You responded, horny as all hell.

Fuck you he does, shoving his big dick in your ass. He starts off slowly, easing in so he doesn't hurt you. He kisses you, hoping for you to calm down so he can ease in better, which works quite well.

He starts to speed up, making you moan much louder. He then starts to lick open parts of your costume that lead straight to your skin. The feeling of his warm tongue causes you to moan somehow even louder.

He starts to exclusively lock on your perky nipples, using his shark teeth to nibble at them. The sensation of his teeth on your sensitive nips nearly enough to make you cum from that alone, but when you add his dick pounding into your ass makes your climax all the closer.

His hands have a bruising grip on your ass as he thrusts up into you continuously, chasing both of your climaxes, which is exactly what happens.

You cum all over his stomach, he follows in closely after a few more thrusts, shooting his thick load in your ass.

"Holy fuck that was amazing." He panted, head laying on your shoulder while he quickly gasped for breath. He then sets you on the ground, holding you steady so you don't fall over on the floor with your shaky legs.

"Let's do it again." You said, leaving the room, still wearing the torn uniform.

THE END

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Is Scaramouche Secretly a lee? (fic)

Tickletober 2024 - Day 5: (Un)tie

For Artists Who See Their Art on My Fics Links to Artworks: Sethos (@shikaEin), Wanderer (@wa_bx55091), Durin (@mogyiu)

Summary: Durin is curious about whether or not Wanderer is ticklish or not. Sethos, being the good boyfriend he is, shines some light on the matter.

A/N: I’ll be honest, I think this year’s TickleTober will be sitting quite a while in wip. If I participate in TickleTober next year, it will probably be a weekly thing instead of per day. Happy that I got this one out eventually though :) Besides that, no other notes so just relax and enjoy reading this fic!

Inspiration: Special thanks to @chibimochii’s SethoScara tickle art and @rachi-roo’s pass-the-lee game. Didn’t realize how much I really wanted to see Scara get tickled :P (Also these works put me in a lee mood but let’s just ignore that 😅)

Word Count: 2191 (honestly didn’t expect it to be this long, got carried away, whoops) Also on AO3!

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Wanderer and Sethos were in the living room, Scara sitting on Sethos’s lap, purring in content as the latter carded his hands through his hair. No words needed to be said to know that they both wanted this and to bask in each other’s presence as the others did their thing.

“Hat Guy!” Their cheerful little dragon flew in with curiousness in his eyes as he hovered beside them.

“I told you not to call me that,” Scara huffed, patting his head gently. “We’re close now so call me by what the others call me.”

“So, can I call you babygirl?”

Wanderer stared at him in disbelief and Sethos burst out laughing.

“Ahahahaha!”

“No, you can’t that-”

He caught Durin’s eyes and saw a playful look in them and it struck him as he let out an exasperated sigh.

“Sethos, you are a bad influence.”

Sethos only laughed harder.

“Why ahahare youhu blahaming mehehe?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the fact that you and Durin are teaming up on me,” he said, glaring at the two.

“Nooooo, we weren’t. Right, Durin?”

“Yeah!”

After a beat passed, Scara sighed again.

“You two are insufferable. What did you need anyway, Durin?”

“Oh yeah! I wanted to ask if you are ticklish.”

Wanderer was surprised yet again while Sethos laughed his ass off behind him.

“Seth, you are doing this on purpose!”

“Nohohoho! I swehehear I’m nohohot! Nohohot this tihihime!”

“I’m just curious!” Durin chirped. “I always see you tickling Sethos and the others being tickled but not you. So, are you ticklish?”

He looked at Wanderer and then Sethos curiously.

“Oh, he is ticklish,” Sethos smirked, grabbing onto his wrists and holding them above his head.

“What? Wait, stop! You stupid bee, let me go!”

“Believe it or not, he doesn’t mind being a lee,” he continued, ignoring him.

Scara was glaring daggers at Sethos trying to pull his arms down and Sethos knew full well what his glare meant. I’m so going to wreck you later when we are alone. Will he suffer? Yes. Will it be worth it? Oh yeah. Any chance to wreck his boyfriend is an opportunity he will take, no matter the consequences.

“A lee?” Durin asked, confused before lighting up with realization. “Oh! So, the one who is being tickled, like you all the time!”

It was Sethos’s turn to blush as Scara snickered.

“Y-Yeah, like what you said but enough about me and more about this lee right here,” putting the attention back to Scara. “Two things you will learn today, Durin. One, Scara is ticklish and two, he actually likes to be the lee no matter how much he denies it.”

“Those are not true,” he denied. “Durin don’t believe whatever he is saying. It isn’t truehe-mmph!”

Scara bit his lip when he felt Sethos trail his fingers along his side. Shaking his head in silent denial and squirming as he tried to pull his arms down.

“Durin.”

“Yeah?”

“Hold on to his wrists for me.”

“Okay,” he says, flying over and taking Scara’s wrists in his soft claws.

“No!”

Scara shook his head at Durin, gently tugging at his wrists and trying to slip out of his grip.

“Should I let him go or…”

“Nope, just keep him trapped. You trust me, right?”

Durin looked between the two before looking back at Sethos and nodding his head. The look of betrayal on Scara’s eyes almost made Sethos laugh but he held it in and went to kiss his lover’s cheek in compensation and patted Durin’s head.

“Alright, watch closely~”

“How many times do I have to tell you both that I’m not tihi-mph!”

Scara clamped his mouth shut, jumping in surprise when Sethos squeezed his sides and slid his fingers up and down over and over again.

“What was that honey?” Sethos dipped his head down, whispering into his ears. “Not what? Why don’t you tell us what you were about to say?” Sethos teased, challenging him.

Scara stayed silent, glaring at him with an annoyed scowl and defiantly shaking his head.

“Playing tough guy, aren’t you? How about if I do this?”

Sethos crawled his fingers up towards his armpits making him gasp and immediately squirm and try to curl in on himself but Durin, who was surprisingly strong even though he was small, kept him from doing so as his arms were kept over his head, leaving Sethos to explore the smooth expanse of his hollows.

Scara’s resolve was crumbling by the second as Sethos used feather-light touches to coax a reaction out of him. It was a losing battle as each stroke of his fingers felt unbearable. The soft caresses sent goosebumps all over his body and best worst of all…he wanted more. To have Sethos whisper teases in his ear. To let go and be at his mercy as he tickled him to pieces.

“Ooh! He’s smiling!” Durin exclaimed once he saw a quirk of his lips. “But, if he is ticklish, shouldn't he be laughing by now?”

“Patience, Durin,” Sethos laughed. “He’s just being a stubborn brat holding in his laughter but that will change soon~,” he said, pinching the junction between Scara’s side and armpit, earning a squeak.

“Make sure you hold onto his wrists tightly because when I do this, he is going to let out a flood of laughter~”

“Stupid behehee, I am gohoing toho kill you lahater,” Scara whispered, trying to sound menacing but his giggling took away the effect.

“I’m sure you will, honey~”

“What are you going to do?” Durin asks.

Sethos looked back towards him, grinning.

“Just watch and learn. Get ready~”

Scara felt him going downwards and he instantly shook his head, squirming intensifying as he sent pleading gazes to both Sethos and Durin. Sethos though only grinned a devilish smirk while Durin was too fascinated by what was about to happen.

“Sehehethos! Don’t! Plehehease! I-I’ll do ahahanythihing!” he whispered into his neck.

“Anything huh?”

“Yehehes!”

“Hmm…tempting, but no. You deserve this for all the times you tickled me.”

That was the last thing Scara heard before succumbing to laughter once Sethos dove right into his hip windows.

“SEHEHETHOS! NOHOHOHO! GEHEHEHET OHOHOFF MEHEHE YOU DUHUHUMB BEHEHEE!”

“He’s ticklish!” Durin exclaimed excitedly. “Sethos, I wanna try! Let me try too! Please!”

“I’M NOHOHOT TIHIHICKLISH AND DOHOHON’T YOU DAHAHARE, SEHEHETHOS!”

“Someone’s excited to tickle the angry kitten,” Sethos chuckled, wincing once the words left his mouth. He’s going to die later, isn’t he? “Let me have my way with him for a little and I’ll let you try tickling him, okay?”

“Yay!” Durin’s eyes sparkled with delight.

“I’LL GEHEHET YOU BOHOHOTH BAHAHACK FOHOHOR THIHI- AHAHAHA!” he let out a guffaw of laughter when he felt thumbs rubbing deep circles into his hip bones. “YOUHUHU KNOHOHOW IHHIT’S BAHAHAD THEHEHERE! BWAHAHAHA!”

“That’s why I went here, my sweet honey~ You like it?”

“NOHOHOHO! STAHAHAP IHIHIT!”

“He says, arching into the fingers massaging his hips,” Sethos narrated, laughing.

“SHUHUHUT UP!” a blush making its way on his face, alongside the redness of laughing.

“I actually think you like this~ What do you think, Durin?”

“Yeah! He is laughing and smiling a lot.”

“THAHAHAT MEHEHEANS NOHOHOTHING!”

Sethos rolled his eyes. “Such a stubborn lee you are,” he says, blowing a raspberry on his neck, earning a loud squeal before pulling away completely.

“Your turn, Durin~”

“Finally!”

Sethos smiled at their dragon, taking Scara’s wrists in his again though this time, tying them up with his scarf.

“NO! Seth, you better let me go or I’ll make you suffer later.”

“How about you just admit you are ticklish and actually like this and then I’ll let you go?”

“You are a- HAHAHAhahaha! D-DurihiHIHIN! NOHOHO! Stahahap!”

Scara was defenseless against the onslaught of ticklish licks that Durin inflicted upon him. Through his cackles, Durin was taking his sweet time, enjoying the effect he was having against Scara. Meanwhile, Sethos was smirking and casually watching Durin have fun and his love trying to scrunch up his neck to no avail.

“Try his ears!”

“NOHOHO! DohOHOhon’t! Nohoho snahahacks fohohor youhuHUHUHU- NAHAHAHA!”

His pleas and threats fell upon deaf ears as Durin mischievously licked and nibbled against his ears. He squealed, shaking his head to dodge his dragon but Durin was faster, flying back and forth and switching spots randomly like a pro ler. Even Sethos was kind of feeling bad for his honey when he fell into hysterics, though just a little. Who would have thought that their dragon was a ler at heart?

“DUHUHURIN PLEHEHEASE! STAHAHAP! I’M TIHIHICKLISH! I’M TICKLISH OHOHOKAHAY! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!”

Durin pulled away, grinning happily as Scara fell onto his side, curling into himself as he gasped for breath, little giggles slipping out.

“That was fun! Can we do it again?”

“Nohoho…”

“Aww, I wanna do it again though.”

“Sehethos, tell him noho.”

“Can I, pleaseee?”

Durin gave Sethos the cutest dragon eyes he can muster and Sethos gave in instantaneously. How can he deny those eyes?

“Well, how about we both tickle him? How does that sound?”

Durin cheered while Scara inwardly groaned, already inching away like a caterpillar.

“And where do you think you’re going?~”

Before Scara knew what was happening, he was yanked back, laying across Sethos’s lap and looking up at a devious bee and a gleeful dragon.

“You still haven’t told us you liked this,” Sethos teased, circling his navel with a finger.

Scara squirmed in his lap, biting back a smile.

“It’s because I don’t.”

Durin and Sethos exchanged a look.

“What? No, you both stay away. Stay awahahay! Waitwaitwahahait! NOHOHOHOHO!”

Scara dissolved into laughter, louder than before as he felt Durin’s soft claws against his armpits and Sethos’s fingers plunging into his belly button. The ticklish sensations causing his brain to short-circuit as he struggled against them half-heartedly.

“Don’t be shy. C’mon, say that you actually like this.”

“NEHEHEHEVER!”

“Tch, maybe this will encourage you then.”

Sethos started kneading his hip with one hand and scribbling across his belly with the other, occasionally dipping into his navel to scratch inside. A spike of excitement rushed through him as he threw his head back.

“BWAHAHAHA! SEHEHETHOS! I HAHAHATE YOUHUHU! GAHAHAHA!” He then felt Durin move to his other armpit, even adding little licks to his neck and making him frantically pull at his still-tied wrists.

“DURIHIHIN! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! AHAHAHA!”

“Good job Durin!”

“YOU GUYS AREHEHE EHEHEVILLL!”

“You know how to stop this~”

Scara weighed his options in his tickle-addled brain and although he is loving the tickling, he doesn’t think his body could handle anymore.

“AHAHAHAHA! FIHIHIHINE! I LIHIHIKE THIHIHIS! THEHEHERE! NOHOHOW STAHAHAP!”

“Like what?~”

This asshole.

“YOU KNOHOHOW WHAHAHAT!”

“No, I don’t know. Do you know Durin?” Sethos winked at him.

“I don’t know,” Durin played dumb, winking back.

“I’LL KIHIHIHILL YOU BOHOHOTH!”

“Nuh uh, not if we do it first. Now Durin!”

If Scara thought they went all out before, he was certainly wrong. He exploded in laughter, jerking side to side as Sethos went to town on his hips and squeezing his thighs while Durin flew back and forth, switching tactics on the fly.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHE- NAHAHAHAHA!”

All he could do was laugh and laugh as his boyfriend and dragon sent him into ticklish heaven. He hasn’t laughed like this in a while and the giddy feeling flowing through him was making him feel like he was on cloud nine. He felt so warm inside and just what words cannot describe. However, as with all good things, they must come to an end and his body was telling him that he couldn’t handle much more.

“MEHEHE- HAHAHAHA! MERCY! MEHEHERCY! I LIHIHIHIKE- AHAHAHA! I LIKE BEHEHING THEHE LEHEHEHEE! THE LEHEHEE! PLEHEHEASE!”

They immediately stopped, Durin moving to untie his hands as Sethos massaged the residue tickles away.

“Thahahank youhuhu. Thank youhu.”

“There’s your answer Durin, he is ticklish and actually likes it~”

“Sethos, plehease shut up. It’s embarrassing. And for the record, only sometimes.”

“That was fun!” Durin excitedly said. “I want to do it again soon.”

He looked at Scara with hopeful eyes, making the latter look away.

“O-Only when I’m in the mood.”

“Yay!”

“Hey, what about me? Do I get a pass to tickle you too?”

“No. You actually will be punished and you too Durin, but just a little for you.”

“Aww, okay,” Durin sighed while Sethos gulped, weary of what his love might do but excited, nonetheless.

“But not right now. I just wanna yawn sleep.”

He snuggled up to Sethos, making Sethos’s heart melt at the sight as he laid down beside him.

“I love you,” Sethos said, kissing his forehead.

“Love you too,” Scara mumbled back, making Sethos chuckle.

“Don’t forget about me!”

Durin flew into the space between them as the two lovers wrapped their arms around each other and their dragon.

“Love you, Durin,” Scara and Sethos said in unison.

“I love you both too!”

The happiness of Durin was infectious as both Scara and Sethos smiled before closing their eyes and drifting off to sleep, Durin following suit a moment later.

This is what love feels like. My home.

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Here’s some leftover rough planning and writing for this fic for those who like this stuff and how it all comes together :) If it seems unorganized, unformatted, wrong grammar, etc., it’s because it’s supposed to be. Rough for a reason :)

SethoScara

Living room

Scara denies being ticklish in front of Durin. Sethos proves him wrong. Tells Durin to hold Scara’s hands up. Scara’s voice wavers but doesn't back down. Durin is eager and curious, while Sethos has a devious smirk. Once it starts, Scara bites his lip to hide his smile and to hold back his giggles, gently pulling at his wrists, not wanting to hurt Durin.

Sethos grabs the Halloween decorations and wraps them around Wanderer.

Durin observes the others tickling each other, learning the words lee and ler and asks Scara if he is a lee in the presence of Sethos. Sethos bursts out laughing while Scara goes with a blunt no though a blush is visible on his cheeks. He can be a lee sometimes. Scara sends him a warning glance. Durin goes I wanna see!

Scara refuses to raise his arms, Sethos telling Durin to grab his arms when he does this. Durin says what, then Sethos says this and squeezes Scara on the sides. Making him squeal in surprise and moving his arms to protect himself but Durin was quicker and with a fellow swoop, captured his wrists and raised them above his head. Dragon strength :)

I actually think you like this. What do you think Durin.

Yeah! He is laughing and smiling a lot.

Scara weakly…

I wanna try! Lemme try! Please!

And how could Sethos refuse those pleading eyes of his as he took over restraining his boyfriend’s hands and let Durin explore.

Scara tried to sternly tell Durin not to do it but he was too excited to not try tickling him. Adding insult to injury, Sethos poked his sides as he talked, making his speech all squeaky.

I'll get you both back he said as his threats weren't working. He instinctively squirmed away from Durin as he got close.

“Stay away!” His voice wavered but Durin hesitantly backed off making his heart drop if he actually scared his baby dragon.

“I-”

“He doesn't mean it Durin. It's normal for ticklish people to say that and other stuff. He actually likes being tickled so don't hold back.”

Sethos beat him to it and he could hear that smirk in his voice. In any other situation, he would've sent a death glare to him but he sighed in relief as the scared and hesitant look disappeared from Durin’s eyes and was replaced with eagerness and curiosity.

and scara falls on to his side, trying to escape. sethos straddles him, back against the couch, durin uses his soft claws against his armpits and upper body/sides, little licks on his neck. sethos focuses on his hips again, navel, and lower sides. scara finally admits he is ticklish and likes being the lee…sometimes and they both stop. Sethos collapsing on him and hugging him turning them on their sides and Durin perching on the top/lying in the middle (they make room for him)

Fluffy ending with them in each other’s arms plus Durin OR Durin leaves and Scara and Sethos have their alone time again with Scara pushing Sethos down and Sethos thinking he is going to be tickled but instead they are making out while Scara goes, “Payback for that stunt you did. Think you can keep up?” Tickle payback eventually too…

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Thank you for reading! :) -Perz ~Risus Amoris~

[nurse-floyd]

Grounded

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x reader

Anon Request: “hey there, i felt rly represented by your autistic!reader x daniel and was wondering if i’d be able to request something myself, if you’d be up for it? i get really overwhelmed easily, i get upset super easily too, it’s honestly embarrassing. i feel like daniel would be good at reassurance, and would cuddle to help out and keep me calm. do you think you’d be able to write anything like that?”

Warnings: mentions of autism/ panic attacks/ anxiety. This is my own interpretation and experience with autism/ being ND so it may vary from others. This story is fiction and meant to be enjoyed xoxo

You walked hand in hand through the paddock entrance with Daniel by your side. Media day was always hectic and overwhelming; the noise, the flashing lights, and the sheer volume of media and fans were overwhelming. You knew it would be busy, but the reality of it was just too much for you that day, your senses already wrecked from the lack of sleep due to all the traveling. The chaos sent anyone’s senses into overdrive. You tried to focus on Daniel’s presence, his hand gripping yours tightly, but with the sheer amount of noise and activity around you, it was difficult to concentrate.

You tried to stay calm, reminding yourself that you were there for Daniel, hoping that would be enough for you to push through the discomfort. But as the noise built and the crowd closed in, it became harder to focus. The world felt smaller, your heart rate quickened, and your breathing became shallow as the anxiety threatened to overwhelm you completely. You hated feeling like this, hated not feeling normal, and hated feeling like you were drawing attention to yourself.

Daniel had always been understanding; he was patient and kind and always knew when things were becoming too much for you, sometimes even before you did. As the media frenzy closed in, you felt the familiar signs of overload creeping in.

Daniel noticed immediately. His grip tightened around your hand as he gave it a reassuring squeeze. He leaned in closer to your body, his voice low in your ear. “You doing okay?” he asked, concern evident in his tone.

You shook your head, unable to voice your needs with the world feeling like it was closing in around you. The flashes from the cameras felt like they were burning your eyes, and you instinctively pulled your jacket over your eyes to block out some of the world. The anxiety was too strong, and the words got caught in your throat. But Daniel understood without you having to say anything. His arms moved around your shoulders as he guided you quickly towards a quieter corner of the paddock, waving and thanking the media as he led you away.

He found a relatively calm area near the team’s garage, away from the worst of the noise and chaos. He sat you down and knelt at your level, his expression full of nothing but concern. “Can I touch you?” he asked. You nodded, and you felt his hand gently cup your face. "Just breathe," he said gently, his hands resting on your shoulders, grounding you. "In and out, nice and slow. Just focus on me.”

You met his soft brown eyes, focusing on his voice as you followed his instructions and took in a deep, shaky breath, mirroring his. The world started to blur into the background as you concentrated on your breathing and the reassuring weight of his hands.

"It's alright, take your time," he continued, his eyes never leaving yours. There was no judgment in his gaze, only understanding and patience. "I'm here with you. Just focus on me. You’re doing so good, sweetheart,” he said, his voice full of warmth and pride. “I’m so proud of you.”

His words of comfort brought a lump to your throat, a tear threatening to spill over. You hated feeling like this, hated the overwhelm and embarrassment that came after, but Daniel’s support and understanding helped you feel less alone. He didn’t see you as a burden or annoying; he accepted you for you.

Gradually, the tightness in your chest started to ease, and the sensory overload subsided a little. Daniel had always been so good at knowing exactly what you needed in those moments, never making you feel embarrassed or ashamed for being overwhelmed. He pulled you into a gentle hug, his arms wrapping around you securely. You relaxed into the embrace, feeling the anxiety melt away.

"Thank you," you whispered into his chest, your voice barely audible. It was hard to express just how much his support meant to you, but you hoped he could feel it in the way you held onto him.

He pulled back slightly, just enough to look into your eyes, his own filled with warmth. "You don't have to thank me," he replied with a gentle smile. "I'm always here for you, no matter what."

You stayed in his arms for a few moments longer, the feeling helping to ground and regulate you a little more.

"Ready to give this another go?" he asked.

You were unsure but nodded. With his support, you knew you were safe no matter what happened, and he would always be there to help you navigate it all.

[heaven-s-black-box]

Homecoming- Dan Heng x boyfriend!Reader

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Recovery date: January 18th, 2024

Description: henlo! can i ask a clingy and needy dan heng with his boyfriend who has been gone for a week? and pls make it smut, i want to wreck this dragon boy so bad 😩😩😩

Includes- slight plot, bottom Dan Heng, Imbibitor Lunae Dan Heng, blow job, anal

Notes: This work was recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contribution. This was not Beta read, but honestly i feel like it's one of my better smuts.

Word count: 2 138

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“Can I get up?”

Dan Heng looked up from the tablet in his hands and back at his boyfriend. He’s currently curled up in Y/n’s lap, head leaned back against his shoulder, sorting through some of the archives. Y/n’s arms are wrapped snuggly around Dan Heng’s waist, and his head is leaned against his– careful to avoid the horns sprouting from the top of his head.

“But we’re organizing the archives.”

Y/n sighed. He pulled Dan Heng closer to his chest and dropped his face into the crook of the Vidyadhara’s neck.

Dan Heng shifted around, straightening up and rolling his neck. A strange yelp-like sound came from behind him, and he turned around with a raised brow.

“Organizing the archives was not what I was expecting when I said we could do whatever you want.”

A faint pink tinted the tips of Dan Heng’s ears.

“And what were you expecting?”

“Literally anything but this,” Y/n huffed in exasperation, removing his arms from around Dan Heng and leaning back.

Dan Heng laughed. He wasn’t quite expecting that answer.

“Honestly I was expecting you to jump my bones as soon as I stepped in here.”

Dan Heng stopped laughing suddenly, causing him to choke on his own spit and descend into a small coughing fit. Y/n’s eyes widened as he was caught off guard, and he sat back up to pat his boyfriend’s back soothingly. The red that had previously adorned the tips Vidyadhara’s ears had returned much more vividly and spread to his face.

Y/n chuckled and leaned into Dan Heng’s ear, the hand on his back found the window of exposed skin and began to trail up and down. Dan Heng shuddered as Y/n’s breath brushed the shell of his ear and his hand trailed his spine.

“Must’ve been hard for you this last week.”

With his brain turned to mush, all Dan Heng could do was nod slowly.

“Is that why you’ve been squirming against me? Waiting for me to break, thinking of all the things I’ll do to apologize?”

“Yes,” Dang Heng managed to whisper breathlessly.

The hand that wasn’t on his back lifted his chin so that he was looking Y/n in the eyes finally. Now that Y/n thinks about it, Dan Heng had been avoiding direct eye contact since he got back a few hours ago. A smug smirk tugged at Y/n’s lips before he quickly moved in to capture Dan Heng’s lips in a kiss.

As soon as their lips met Dan Heng’s lips parted in a muffled moan and his hands gripped at Y/n’s shirt. His nails scratched gently at the exposed skin of Y/n’s collar, making the man moan. Y/n deftly undid the tie of Dan Heng’s top, the knot was loose already like it hadn't been tied properly. The thought made Y/n laugh against Dan Heng’s lips, much to his annoyance. In retaliation, the vidyadhara bit his lip.

“Gentle,” Y/n cooed as he pulled away.

They were both panting, but Dan Heng still leaned back in without waiting. He missed Y/n though as the man ducked down, gently nudging his chin up with the top of his head, and began trailing kisses down from his jaw to his collar. Dan Heng’s head fell back on instinct.

Y/n took the slight shift in his center of gravity to lower him onto his back.

Dan Heng’s hands slid around to Y/n’s back, pulling at the shirt so it rose up and brought the hem closer to him. Before he could get his hands on it, however, Y/n sat up. He turned towards Dan Heng and moved his legs so that he was sitting in between them before grabbing the hem of his shirt that had slid back down and pulled it off. Then he reached out and opened up Dan Heng’s shirt so that it lay spread out under him.

One of the tails of his top was scrunched up half under him while the other was pinned completely underneath him, and his hair was splayed out beneath that. Y/n leaned back to admire the heavy flush of Dan Heng’s face and the complete mess of his clothes. While on his haunches, Y/n completely stripped Dan heng’s lower half so that his dick was free.

“Have I mentioned how sorry I am for leaving you?” Y/n asked teasingly as he lay down between Dan Heng’s legs.

The vidyahdara’s breath hitched as he mumbled, “Maybe once or twice.”

“Well,” Y/n licked a strip up from the base of Dan Heng’s dick to the tip, earning a moan as he gripped at the sheets of his bed, “that’s not nearly enough, now is it?”

Y/n didn’t wait for an answer, the question was rhetoric anyways, before he slowly took Dan Heng’s dick in his mouth. A loud moan echoed through the archive and Dan Heng’s claws broke through the sheets while one of his legs wrapped around Y/n’s body. Y/n gripped at his boyfriend's hips as they bucked up, making him gag and pull back with a glare. 

“Hey,” Y/n scolded, landing a gentle smack to Dan Heng’s hip which made him buck up again, “I’m trying to apologize here and you’re trying to kill me.”

“Sorry, please, continue.”

With a smile, Y/n leaned down again and quickly sunk down to the base. Dan Heng moaned, toes curling from pleasure, but when he went to buck up this time Y/n pinned his hips down with his arm. He looked up at Dan Heng through his lashes, catching his eye, and then ran his tongue along the shaft before starting to slowly move up and down– allowing his tongue to trail the underside as he went.

The slow movement was torture for Dan Heng who was quickly shredding his bed as he struggled to squirm against the weight over his waist. Everytime he went to buck against Y/n unconsciously, the man would press down further on him which only made it worse. His gasp and moans filled the room, accompanied by the occasional broken plea for more.

More what? He wasn’t sure, his mind was too hazy to actually form a coherent thought, but more sounded like what he wanted.

And more, he got when Y/n pulled off him– making him whine– and grabbing the lube from the back of the shelf that had become something of a bedside table. He poured a generous amount onto his fingers, until they were practically dripping, which only worked Dan Heng up more, and then took Dan Heng back in his mouth. This time his non-dominant arm held down his boyfriends waist as he slowly ran his fingers around Dan Heng’s butt hole before pushing one in.

With his non-dominant arm, Y/n didn’t have the strength to hold Dan Heng down completely but he didn’t mind. He was expecting it this time, and so he didn’t pull back when he gagged. Dan Heng’s grip moved from the shredded sheets to the arm Y/n had laid across him, the pads of his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise as he used the last bit of clear thought he had to avoid clawing the man. The leg up on Y/n’s back twitched.

A sudden gasp came from Dan Heng, followed by what sounded like words but they were too slurred and breathless to be sure. His hips twitched, bucking up and squirming away. Trying to grind down on his fingers and escape the oral stimulation while every shock of pleasure had him chasing more. Y/n slowly added a second finger, stretching Dan Heng out as he slowly spread them. That was what broke him.

Dan Heng’s claws dug into Y/n’s arm, ten even puncture marks drawing blood and creating scratches as his back arched off the floor and he came with a long moan. It trailed off into whimpers as Y/n swallowed his release and pulled back again with a pop, chin covered in drool and stray dribbles of cum that he tried to lick up, and his finger kept stretching him out.

With no risk of choking, Y/n let Dan Heng squirm around as much as he wanted. He whipped his chin off with his previously discarded shirt and leaned over Dan Heng to pepper his face with kisses.

“Please,” Dan Heng gasped, eyes going glassy with tears.

“Please, what?”

“I need you to fuck me.”

“Whatever you want, handsome.”

A quick peck to his lips and Y/n sat back to take his pants and underwear off. Dan Heng’s eyes seemed to glaze over even more at the sight of Y/n’s dick, and his previously softening dick was quick to demonstrate his excitement.

The lube was opened once more, but before Y/n could pour any out Dan Heng had sat up and taken it from him. The vidyadhara poured some into his hand before wrapping it around his boyfriend’s dick and watching the man shudder. Watching Dan Heng come apart early had been a test of strength, but this was like telling him… well telling him not to cum. He grabbed Dan Heng’s wrist just as the man started picking up speed.

“Lie back down.”

Hesitantly, Dan Heng did as he was told and Y/n lifted one of his legs up onto his shoulder as he lined himself up. He leaned down to kiss Dan Heng as he slowly entered him, muffling the drawn out moans. Dan Heng, meanwhile, grasped helplessly at the back of Y/n’s neck as the lingering sensitivity from his first orgasm drove him crazy. His dick was pressed between the two of them, rubbing against their abdomens every time Dan Heng twitched or Y/n sunk in further.

“Gonna move,” Y/n whispered against his lips before slowly pulling out and pushing back in.

Dan Heng clenched around him, forcing him to stop every so often so that he didn’t hurt him. After a few slow thrusts, Dan Heng relaxed enough that Y/n could move at a consistent pace. The room filled with the wet sound of skin against skin, panting, and Dan Heng’s moans and whimpers.

Y/n laughed breathlessly as the vidyadhara began to mumble about how it was too much, his claws raking against Y/n’s back as he struggled to ground himself.

Underneath the hand he had on Dan Heng’s thigh, Y/n could feel the muscles tighten as the man grew closer to another release. He shifted a bit to adjust his grip, and when he thrust back in Dan Heng’s entire body twitched as he let out a particularly loud moan. So he hit the same spot again, and again, and again until tears began to drip from Dan Heng’s eyes.

His incoherent babbling left Y/n guessing at what he wanted, so he pulled back so that he wasn’t hanging over Dan Heng anymore and wrapped a hand around his dick. He brushed his thumb over the tip, more focused on keeping the rhythm of his thrusts than jacking his boyfriend off, and then gave two leisurely pumps before Dan Heng came all over his hand and their abdomens.

“Cu-Cumming,” he moaned out just a second too late as he shuddered and tensed.

Y/n laughed, lowering his leg from his shoulder and gripping his hips before chasing his own release. Having shifted he was now right next to the spot that had his boyfriend screaming, leaving Dan Heng to squirm at the overstimulation that bordered on too much.

“Think you have one more?” Y/n teased as Dan Heng’s dick seemed to harden again.

“I- No, I don’t- know,” Dan Heng gasped, trying to catch his breath through the overstimulation.

“Well, I guess we’re about to find out,” Y/n hummed as he adjusted to hit the same spot as earlier.

Dan Heng’s legs wrapped around his waist as choked moans and teary whimpers escaped his lips. It was all too much, and he barely registered Y/n’s warning that he was about to cum. The sudden warm feeling of being filled had him cumming again as Y/n’s thrusts slowed.

When his head finally cleared, Y/n had pulled out and was resting their foreheads together as he caught his breath.

“Fuck,” Y/n sighed. “Would you please get a proper room, we could really use an on suite bathroom like March.”

Dan Heng laughed, hand running soothingly against all the scratch marks he’d left along his boyfriend’s back.

“Or I could just move into yours.”

Y/n’s eyes opened, looking into Dan Heng’s, and he smiled.

“That works too.

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Ranpo, Poe, Junichiro, and Oda as bottoms!!

18+ content below the tags! Minors DNI

- What a fucking brat. Like no for real this man is gonna be such a power bottom and so bratty too. Like you have your work cut out for you as his top. 

- This little shit loves playing his mind games and pushing you to your limit! Will be saying things like “Oh? Is that really all you can do?” Just egging you on! 

- Needless to say he won’t ‘shy’ away from some punishment. Probably comes off as bored until you really get him going. This brat will really have the audacity to yawn and check his phone until you really give him what he’s asking for.

- To me Ranpo comes off as the type to be into some kinky shit, honestly between him and Dazai I don’t know who is more kinky. 

- Please pull his hair and make his head crane back, he’ll let out the sluttiest moan you’ve ever heard. 

- This man is so out of pocket when it comes to anything, like feel free to choke him and spit in his mouth he’ll love that. 

- Ranpo has no issue demanding what he wants in bed, when you finally work him into a needy state he’ll be begging and directing you without batting a single eye. 

- This man is willing to try almost any kink once, could also see him being in to voyeurism since he’s such an attention whore. 

- Speaking of him being an attention whore he definitely has a praise kink. Call him the best detective in the world and you got him kicking his feet and giggling. 

- Also has a SLIGHT degradation kink call him your pretty little slut and just see what happens! This gross brat is also the type to make you do all the cleaning! 

- POOOOOOOOOOOE OMG!!! THIS ROMANTIC BITCH BOY IS GONNA BE ONE OF THE BIGGEST BOTTOMS EVER! 

- Hold his slutty little waist while he whimpers and withers around in pleasure! Ya’ll are gonna have a safe word because when this man says stop he doesn’t really mean it.

- Like he’s saying stop because he’s feeling a lot of pleasure but if you actually do stop he’ll whine and look at you as though you just insulted him.

- A messy bottom for sure! Drool is running down his chin and tears are running down his cheeks! 

- Is really into overstimulation, don’t let that boy leave the bed until his legs are jello, I’m telling you with the stress he carries he definitely needs it. 

- The type to have a goofy smile and feel dazed by the end of it. Please hold him and gently run your fingers along his back to bring him back to reality.

- Is a completely embarrassed wreck when he realizes how loud he was. It happens every single time and he tries to keep his voice down but it never works! 

- The noise complaints from the neighbors are never-ending, your apartment owner at this point is threatening to kick you out. 

- You’ve tried using a gag once but well, who would want to muffle Ranpo’s pretty little voice huh?

- That being said ya’ll keep a pillow close by for Ranpo to bite on to for when he’s getting a little too loud. 

- PILLOW PRINCE!!! This man was made for the bottom life tbh ( I picture him as a switch with a bottom leaning tendencies)

- Has no issue laying back and letting you take complete control, you’ve earned his entire trust the second you two started dating. Don’t be afraid to boss him around he likes that! 

- Treat him gentle though, he’s only slightly kinky, and is surprisingly delicate! He easily bruises so make sure to put that mouth of yours to good work! 

- SENSITIVE! Please don’t make fun of him when he orgasms too quickly, he tries so hard but poor thing isn’t used to feeling so good, not to mention being provided such pleasure from someone he loves.

- Lets face it you milk this man dry and he loves every single second of it, by the end he’s dry orgasming and sobbing from the pleasure. Please have mercy on him! 

- His body has the after trembles and he is CLINGING to you! Stay by his side while his body calms down or he’ll start to cry.

- Once he stops trembling please go run ya’ll a bath, Junichiro really thrives off of the aftercare part.

- Make sure when you bathe together he’s laying in your lap and you’re washing his hair! Careful though because he may fall asleep. 

- Whisper in his ear sweet little things you love about him while you help clean him and please be mindful of your hands. 

- Junichiro will drink up all the love you give him and simply respond with his own words of encouragement while trying to stay awake. 

- Oda is one of the more silent bottoms that you have to earn the trust of ( Similar to Dazai and Akutagawa) 

- This man has spent so many years taking care of others that he can’t even recall the last time someone had gone out of their way to take care of him. 

- It’s hard to top Oda since he just naturally falls in to the role of taking care of you and topping you. That is unless you specifically tell him that you want to top him he won’t get the hint. 

- Once you do confide your desires with him then he will try his hardest to fulfill them. He wants to provide you with as much happiness as he possibly can.

- Please go slow with him at first, the feeling of you attending to his needs is unusual but not unpleasant. 

- He’s gonna be a bit stiff at first and a little quiet, but once you loosen him up with some kisses he’ll slowly relax. 

- He’s surprisingly a soft bottom, please hold his hands and make sure to look in to his eyes as much as possible, he finds it intimate, he feels vulnerable but he enjoys it and wants to hear you say that you love him. 

- Oda is the type to enjoy giving pleasure as much as he enjoys receiving it so don’t be afraid to sit on his face either! 

- Afterwards he’ll try to get up and take care of the aftercare so you’ll have to put him in his place and remind him that you’re taking care of him tonight. 

- This definitely won’t be the last time you top him, he’ll request to bottom on nights when he’s feeling stressed or tired!

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Hi! I love your work! Can you do a Mike + alters, Scott, Alejandro (seperate) x reader where the reader has really bad sensory issues, especially with loud noises, and can have panic attacks from them? if your not okay with writing this then that’s totally fine /gen. it’s important to take care of yourself.

Contestants with reader who gets overstimulated.

Aaa thank u for this request anon! Yes i'm totally comfortable writing this kind of stuff! Thanks for being so kind about it! As an autistic person with really bad sensory issues myself I actually find it a thearputic, lol. Okay enough about me, enjoy!

Mike

dealing with a traumagenic disorder (DID) I would imagine he's honestly kind of in the same boat.

He's no stranger to panic attacks, and is pretty well versed by now in how to deal with them.

The first time it happens though he's sort of an anxious wreck, he's just nervous that trying to help might make it worse, but he doesn't want to leave your side.

He gives you lot's of words of encouragement, and helps you through breathing exercises, and gets you plenty of water.

"It's okay, breathe with me, I'm right here," he assures you gently.

If you require pressure/physical contact during your panic attacks, he's more than happy to give you that.

He gets good at catching them too, he'll always be able to identify when you're about to spiral because of too much noise or too bright lights, and he'll find a quiet secluded room so he can work through it with you.

"Sorry you have to deal with this too," you said, after a particularly bad one, you still felt dizzy, and tears still stained your face, but you had come out of it now, and felt a little guilty.

"Hey don't apologize, I don't mind. Not at all."

He's just very caring with this kind of stuff in general.

Manitoba

Maintoba is similar to Mike, and I would think he likes to carry around a backpack whenever he is fronting (you never know when you're going to run into treasure). So he always keeps noise canceling headphones and a pair of sunglasses in there just for you.

Honestly I headcanon him as the caretaker of the system, so I imagine he's used to caring for people during panic attacks.

He's very observant, probably even more so than Mike, so he's better at avoiding them all together by identifying what situations you can handle and what you can't.

He always does a little research before the two of you go out in the environment to ensure that it doesn't seem loud/bright/overstimulating.

However sometimes these things are just unavoidable, and inevitable.

He'll provide you with whatever physical comfort you require, if any at all.

Anything you need, he's there to get for you.

"Take all the time in the world treasure, I'll still be here," he said.

He's all around good at keeping you grounded, and just good at being there with you.

Svetlana

I would think Svetlana is probably the protector/gatekeeper, most of her comfort comes from her just being fiercely loyal.

She'll be there no matter what, and you take great comfort in that fact.

She's not as good with being traditionally comforting, since it's a little out of her element.

Not that she doesn't try of course, she really cares about you, and she wants that to come across.

(I would think she would panic a little and ask Manitoba and Mike for help from the inner world).

But she would absolutely stay with you, coaching you through breathing exercises, talking to try and distract you.

Eventually if you let her know what you need (be it space, a distracting, physical comfort, quiet, dark) you name it, she will get it for you.

She's much better at caring for you after the panic attack honestly, when you feel really tired and put out, disoriented and just overwhelmed.

"Svetlana's here now to melt all your worries away," she smiled at you once.

She'll almost always bring you home, or take you to a secluded room, and just hangout with you. She'll turn all the lights off and sit in silence with you so you can have basically zero sensory input for a little while.

She'll absolutely stay with you until you feel yourself again.

Mal

Okay things with Mal are a little tricky.

He's for sure a former prosecutor and after a bit of system healing, definitely prosecutor turned protector.

Don't get me wrong though, he can still be a little nasty and snarky sometimes, but he's working on getting better.

Which is why he feels sort of out of his element when he's with you when you're having a panic attack.

He's not good at being comforting, and he barely knows what to do when he has a panic attack, so the first time it happens he completely freezes up.

He might even let someone else front to help you out instead of him.

After a while he gets better at keeping up with your triggers, and while he remains pretty awful at being comforting, he's good at grounding you.

He's glad sometimes that being there is enough sometimes, he doesn't know what he'd do if it wasn't.

"Sorry I can't do more..." he said one day.

You smile at him "You being here is enough sometimes."

Scott

Scott is also somewhat of a wreck I would imagine.

Growing up fairly isolated on a farm he's understandably really rough with being intune with people's emotions, he's not really all that good at reading you. Or anyone for that matter.

The first few times, he's shocked everytime.

What could be making you feel like this? He had no idea.

He would definitely need a list of all of your triggers, you have to tell him what helps you and what doesn't outright. Scott doesn't really like playing guessing games, especially when it comes to your safety and comfort.

Clear communication becomes pretty important for the two of you in all honesty, and the two of you work at it all the time.

Eventually he gets better at serving you during panic attacks, or meltdowns, he knows what to do after a little while.

Again I would think he's really good at protecting, so I think he's super good at keeping people away when he sees you're overstimulated.

"Don't touch them!" he huffed when someone was trying to tap you to get your attention.

Overall, he's really really trying for you, and knowing that is comfort enough.

Alejandro

It's no secret that Alejandro is very intune with people, just one of his many skills.

So he can tell right away from his very first meeting you, any loud noises, bright lights, things like that just don't mix well with you.

He steers clear of them when around you, always guiding you more towards quieter, much calmer and secluded dates.

When driving he turns the music down, and makes sure that all audio input looks like its helping you and not harming you.

Plus I feel like (and this is totally me projecting btw) he would carry around stim toys for you to distract yourself with, and headphones for when things are a lot.

But again, sometimes things just happen, and try as he might to protect you, it's not always possible.

He can always tell when things are getting to be a lot for you, he's good at reading everyone but you in specific.

He's really good at covering for you, if someone is asking where you are, or needs/wants to talk to you when you need to be alone he'll keep them away from you.

He'll spend as much time as you need helping you.

"Are you feeling better mi amor?" He would ask.

"Almost-" you said, voice a little course and shaky "-sorry," you said softly.

"Don't apologize, I don't mind at all."

Alejandro can be really nurturing when he wants to be.

He might deny it, deny it to the ends of the earth but he's very good at taking care of you.