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[midnightspasms]

Sukuna's walking a thin line when it comes to his relationship with you. There's the part of him that considers you his best friend, the one person he's comfortable enough to tell everything to.

Then there's the part of him that's undeniably attracted to you. And it's not just your looks.

Sukuna loves the idea of you; the pretty rich girl who shouldn't be hanging out with him, the one whose father scowls at him every minute, whose friends can't help but stare at him in fear and disdain.

You're everything he's been told he can never be. You are the perfection his chaos can never become, and he can't help but love it, can't help but chase after it again and again.

It blurs the line that keeps you two as friends.

It's what has his arm around you during lunch, has him breaking his wallet to buy you your stupid lattes and your stupid shoes and jewellery. It's what has him keeping you on his lap at parties, gatherings.

It's what has his palms sneaking under your skirt, fingers tracing the lace outline of your panties as you sit on his lap in the stupid little gathering he'd pulled you to.

"You horny?" Sukuna whispers into your ear as his middle finger reaches the damp crotch of your panties, pushing the fabric between your lips. "Cause you're so fucking wet, baby."

You suck in a breath. Your lower half is obscured by the table before before you, but you're certain if someone were to come round, if someone were to just crane their neck a bit to peak, they'd see his hands between your legs.

"Sukuna..." Your words come out breathy, and the stimulation has your eyes fluttering. You hang your head low as you try to hide the pleasure etching itself unto your face.

He pulls your underwear to the side, and practically sighs when the pad of his finger touches your bare pussy. He groans as he gets a feel for it, rubbing along your slit before going up to gently tug at your clit.

You bite your lip, holding your moans as his middle and ring finger begin to push into you inch by delicious inch, the thumb of his other hand still working your clit so well.

You're pulsing around the two fingers stuffing your pussy, liquid pooling out as he pumps them in and out of you.

He presses forward, bringing his mouth to your ear. "Let's leave, yeah?" He ghosts your entrance. "I wanna taste your pussy, baby."

You're too dazed to think when he fucks you in his car. Sukuna has you bouncing on his dick in the driver's seat, your legs around his waist as he guides you up and down his rock hard cock.

He has a hand on your throat, squeezing gently.

"You're so fucking sexy, baby," he whispers as he watches you, eyes going from your face to your tits bouncing so erotically for him.

The empty parking lot is quiet save for the unmistakable sounds of sex; squelching pussy on dick, skin slapping and low, breathy moans from you and Sukuna.

"Ride me. Fuck- fuck this cock like you own it." He groans, raising his hip to meet you every time you come down on his cock. He's so out of it, staring at you with half lidded eyes as you whine and moan from how good his dick is in you.

His thighs are glistening with pre-cum and the spit from when he'd eaten your pussy, and the way your greedy hole's squeezing him in and pulsing around his shaft has his head falling back as he fucks into you.

"Kuna," You moan, eyes tightly shut as you're fucked into his dashboard, your back rubbing uncomfortably against it. But you couldn't bring yourself to care, not with how good his dick feels moving in and out of your tight pussy.

One of Sukuna's hands come up to grab at your left tit, the one on your neck coming down to furiously rub at your clit.

"Cum for me, baby," he pleads as his thighs begin to quake and his orgasm nears, "Come on. Give it to me, girl. Cum on this cock- it's begging, baby."

The problem with stepping across the line that defines your relationship is that you two weren't ready for it. You understood each other, but that doesn't mean you fit all that well.

He wants you, badly.

You want him too.

But that's not always enough. He's mean and he's rude, and he doesn't know how to be the kind of man you want. And you're not ready to compromise for his shortcomings.

You last two weeks before you fight.

"We were just texting!" Sukuna screams out, following after you as you stalk away from his bedroom, quickly crossing the hallway to his living room.

"She's sending you nudes!"

"Nudes? She was dressed!"

"In lingerie!"

Sukuna doesn't know how to set boundaries. He's never had to. He doesn't date. You're the first girl he's ever been interested in like that, and his pride and narcissism have him believing that you had to accommodate for his shortcomings.

That you had to manage his problems because he likes you and you know that, and you know you're his first girlfriend, and isn't that what a relationship is all about? Working through things?

The fact that you're not willing to is what pisses him off.

"She shouldn't be doing that. You shouldn't be allowing her! It's cheating!" You yell at him harshly, shoving him back as he approaches you.

"I can't get pictures now? It's not like I'm fucking touching her! You know I wouldn't touch her."

"It doesn't matter. Cheating isn't just touching, Sukuna! I don't want you interacting with other girls like that!"

He's boiling now, pissed at how you're talking to him, like you're trying to dictate his life.

"That's how I am! That's how I've always been. You knew that, and you still agreed to date me!"

"What? No! You asking me to date you meant that you'd stop all of this!"

It turns into a screaming match, with you walking out of his life.

And he thinks he's good for a while. Sukuna spends his nights in clubs, faded as fuck with girls all over him like he's some shiny lady-magnet. He posts his nights on his private story so you can see it.

He regularly drives past places he knows you frequently go to in hopes of running into you. He passes by your friend's places in hopes of seeing you. Everything he does is done with the intention of catching your attention.

It rakes him 5 weeks to show up at your doorstep again, eyes bloodshot and posture slumped.

Sukuna's mouth is on yours the minute you open the door, lips gently moving over your own as he holds your body to his. "I won't talk to her again," he murmurs, gently pushing you into your house and shutting the door behind him. "I won't talk to any other girl again. I swear, baby. Just take me back, baby."

Some may call you stupid for going back, but they're not here to hear the desperation in his voice, nor can they see the clear need in his eyes as he looks at you.

"Promise?" You whisper against his mouth, your hands in his hair as your breaths mingle.

"Promise, baby." His mouth moves to your neck, attacking the skin with teeth and tongue, "Fuck all the rest. I don't want them."

[kalki-tarot]

Your First Date with your Fs! 💌

Pick only one picture. Kalki tarot is not responsible for any decisions you make in your life from this reading(s). Use your brain and be mindful.

Please Allow me to tap into your energy.

Tap on Masterlist for more.

Pile 01

For some of you this date may be through arranged marriage or some female member from your family will first introduce you to them.

For others I'm getting that you may have 2 options to choose from, and you choose them after a lot of thinking and introspecting. Because i see you really wanting someone long term.

I'm seeing that your fs could be someone very shy and introverted on the first date, they may not really seem that talkative you know? Those people who only talk when nessecary.

This will take place when you are in some really busy or hardworking phase in your life. Maybe you just started a new job or you are a very busy person in general. The first date can be near water, like beach, seas, lakes etc. This can also take place in an amusement park.

Before the date you will be very anxious about what will happen and what not. Very scattered energy and overthinking is coming from your side. But anyhow, you really look forward to it and future of you guys together. If you last long or not? All these thoughts will cover up your mind.

For some of you, I'm also seeing that you may not be able to sleep a day before the date due to excitement, racing hearts and thoughts lol. You really are very anxious about it.

On the other hand, you future spouse too seems to be a little worried. They are someone who were heartbroken in the past, they were too giving in relationships but never received enough. So these thoughts may resurface and they may start to overthink too. They will be curious to know if you are someone genuine and trustworthy or like their old partners.

Okay, let's see how the actual date will be! I'm seeing that your fs may insist to pay even if they have less amount of money, such a gentleman/woman. The feminine (not gender specific) in the connection may take a lead throughout the date as they may have planned it all together.

I'm also seeing you guys talking about your future visions and goals. All the things you desire to do and achieve in your life. You both may have similar goals or interests which will be very interesting. You may also talk about some intellectual topics like politics or Philosophy.

Your chemistry together would be fabulous. Like two puzzle pieces perfectly joining together and making sense. The date will be very nice, so don't worry about it. Just be yourself and show your true self. I'm also seeing you guys will want to have another date too. You both will look forward to meeting each other again. Lovely!

Pile 02

Wow! This date will be a surprise for you. Your fs won't tell u where they are taking you, as it will be a surprise for you. I'm also getting a scenario where you are literally blindfolded and when they show you the place you get very surprised.

Your fs can be a foreigner for some of you. This date will be in a different location or country than you live in currently. The date will be fun and entertaining. Your fs may buy or gift you a small piece of jewellery to keep as a memory.

The masculine will literally dress up their best on the first date ! I'm seeing someone putting on white shirt and perfume. This date can happen at a formal place like a fancy restaurant or bar. They would want to smell and look their best.

I'm also seeing that you guys may drink wine together as I'm seeing them pouring you a glass. They will talk about what you expect from them and whatever they can provide for you in the relationship. They are someone very selfless and giving.

For the feminines, I'm seeing that she was forced to show up on this date by their friend or family member. She is very busy and had to take out time from her schedule. The feminine will really show up in a silky satin dark purple and shiny dress. She will look very sexy and appealing. The masculine will get swayed by her appearance lmao.

About the actual date, I'm seeing love at first sight. You guys will fall for each other and you will be surprised by how great you two match together. You will be amazed by how different your ideologies are but still you guys do great together. You will take this as a sign as they are the one for you.

One thing specifically I'm getting is that please specify and clear your past in front of your fs on the first date itself. Some people may try to ruin things for you. please be careful and don't lie to your fs about anything. They are very understanding and will understand you.

You should also consider to have another date, as I'm seeing confusion for you. Take things slow and steady.

Pile 03

This date will happen after you've got stable in your career and now you wanna explore love in your life. For some I'm also seeing that you will be in your 30s when this date takes place, take whatever resonates. It's never too late for love.

You may consult your friends or even a tarot reader before the date for necessary precautions because Your mind will feel somehow conflicted and underconfident. But your angels will be supporting you.

Wow, for your fs i can see that they really are in love with you and want to propose you for marriage as soon as possible. It's because they love you so much and don't wanna lose this great opportunity.

They will be daydreaming about you and trying to brush up their flirting skills. They really wanna woo you fr.

You guys can meet in a hospital or a court, some strict and structured place is what i can see. Or their/your profession can be lawyer, doctor, teacher, professor etc.

Your first date can be in a zoo, animal shelter, park, or you can try pottery,painting or some hand craft thing on your first date.

This occasion will heal your inner child a lot. You will finally be at peace and feel like home with your person. You'll feel better and lighthearted. You won't even realize how fast the time passes. You will get this feeling on the first date itself that they are your counterpart, the one you're meant to be with. It will feel serendipitous.

I can also see that your fs has both fire and water signs in their chart prominently.

[little-fairy-forest]

Stitches of love

-> bakugo x fem! Reader

-> domestic, fluff, romance, she / her

-> reader finds herself going crazy over what to get her mitsuki for motherday, little does she know she had a helping hand all along.

"Katsuki please just give me some ideas what to get her" y/n pleaded as she rests her head in her hands. The list infront of her started back as she scratches out all her ideas so far on what to get her mother in law for her birthday. Jewellery? No she had so much, a holiday? Seems like a large present for your first year as her official daughter in law, home made jam?–

"She'd love anythin' if you gave it to 'er" Katsuki grumbles as he sips his coffee staring at y/n. They both knew he was right, y/n could give mitsuki a lump of dirt and She'd be so greatful you'd swear it was a lump of gold. But if katsuki gave it to her? He'd never hear the end of how thoughtless it was...

"What are you getting her? Surely you've ran out of ideas aswell?" Y/n rubs her face in defeat as she realises she only has 3 days to find a present. The clock is ticking, especially since you have to buy it, wrap it, and pray its good enough.

"Got her and the old man tickets to that candle lit concert in Tokyo, gotta meal for them aswell before the show" katsuki says as it's the most obvious thing ever... because everyone can afford to get expensive tickets to a private showing of the Tokyo orchestra at candlelight. Y/n huffs as she moves herself away from the table, frustrated as her plans were coming to a dead-end. Katsuki shrugs as suggests they can share the present as that wouldn't be a problem, but for y/n , she wanted her own present for her own mother in law.

"Back to the drawing board"

2 days to go

The dim lights of the lamp cascade over y/n as she tries to pull out another knott that's found its way into the ball of yarn.

"Stupid thing, why are the strings so thin–"

"Why are you still awake?" Katsuki emerges from the kitchen, peeping his head into the living room to find his wife tangled in balls of yarn, frustrated at the pattern in front of her. Who know making a blanket was so difficult?

"I can't figure the pattern out, why is knitting so hard katsu! Why do people do this to relax"

"Cuz old hags have all the time in the world to do that stuff, now get your ass to bed"

The small half-arsed square that was meant to be a blanket falls flat into y/ns lap as she realises this was another failed attempt at a present for mitsuki. The blanket would've had to of been perfect, can't give a seamstress a rag and pass it off as a blanket made out of love. What symbol would that give?

"Stupid yarn"

1 day to go

The perfect way to a person's heart is through their stomach, is that how the saying goes? Doesn't matter! Either way you found yourself 3 cakes deep into perfecting this stupid old recipe. katuki claims " the old hags loves "... but why is it so hard to master the recipe?

Many hours into baking whatever is in the oven, because there's no way you can even call the lumpy mess a 'cake'. Katsuki takes over as he cannot let anything to be made in his kitchen be considered inedible. You watched as katsuki whipped around the kitchen, making dinner and cleaning up the mess you made. What are you going to do now? The deadline is near, and you've nothing to bring to the dinner tomorrow for mitsuki?

Great way to impress your mother in law

"Listen, she won't care if you've nothin in your hands sweets, trust" Katsuki says to distract you from your storming thoughts.

"I just don't know what to do babe, I've tried so many ideas. I don't have to give up but what choice do I have–"

"Quit your ramblin and go wash up before dinner," katsuki cuts your rambles with instructions. He knows it's best to distract you if you're having working thoughts.

You make your way to the bathroom to wash up before dinner. Your head is still flooded with last minute ideas of presents to give mistuki.

"Where's all the soap gone? Why doesn't katsuki refill the container when it's empty? Typical" you say, reaching into the press to grab and refill the soap dispenser. You make a quick note of things you need to get in the shops before you go to dinner tomorrow as you're almost out of some essentials.

As you rummage through the bathroom cabinet, your fingers brush against a small, inconspicuous box tucked behind some toiletries. Curiosity piqued, you retrieved it, your heart quickening as you read the label. With a mixture of trepidation and hope, you take a gamble with this last chance of a home made present.

Birthday dinner

Mistuki has been filling yous in on her latest fashion looks she has been in the process of designing since last spring. Masaru has just set down the tea post dinner as you've all settled into the sitting room to unwind after that very tasty dinner katsuki scrubbed up. Who knew your man was so kind?

"Here's your present ma..." katsuki sheeply hands over his gift knowing his mother will make a deal out of the concert he has gotten her tickets for. You watch as mistuki stumbles over with glee as she hugs? Katsuki and thanks him. You haven't seem them hug since you had gotten married!

Masaru thanks katsuki for getting him a ticket also, placing the present aside waiting for the two blonds to settle down.

" it's something small, hope we can all share this special present" you hint towards the box you hand over to mitsuki. Katsuki looks at you knowingly you done fucked up the blanket and the cake, so what did you get her?

Mistuki opens the box to find a tiny baby blanket you had hand knitted from the rags you started with, paired with a tiny test signaling your little life growing within.

Mistuki stumbles over the test, clarifying with you that what she is reading really is coming true!

"YOUR PREGNANT?!"  She gleams as she jumps from her seat shuffling over to hug you. Katsuki looks at you with hope in his eyes, why hadn't you told him?!

"Yes , I hope this trumps katsuki present mistuki" you hug Mistuki back as masaru looks into the box reading the little note beside the blanket

"Cant wait to snuggle you in this blanket made out of love, sweat and tears,

Love, baby bakugo due 2X25"

Yep. You've finally outdone your husband in gift giving.

Now how will you out do Masarus birthday..

What did I just write...

Ew

[14dayswithyou]

Teo NSFW Alphabet

🔞 18+ CONTENT! MINORS: DO NOT INTERACT! 🔞 Hello Teo Alvarado Nation, I come bearing gifts

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

For one night stands; Teo will casually point out where the bathroom is and let them use any of his personal products —before ignoring them in favour of his phone or organising an Uber/chauffeur to pick them up. But for regular hookups; he'll have a towel, a bottle of water, and some snacks ready on standby. They are welcome to stay the night, but they better be gone before Teo wakes up in the morning.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

Necks :) He likes how nicely his fingers look wrapped around his partner’s throat — as well as the expensive jewellery he buys specifically for them to wear. I know everyone probably expects me to say that Teo likes his own face the most, but he honestly might prefer his own biceps instead. He's worked hard to maintain this kind of build, so it's only natural for him to want to show off the results.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

The only time you'll ever get to see his cum is if you give him head; otherwise, he'll use a condom (or send you home if there are none available). But!! His seed is somewhat thick and has a bitter taste. It's not unpleasant, though!

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He's probably had a sexual escapade or two with a few of the other library employees by now ^^; He won't go anywhere near your immediate coworkers, though — he's not that much of an asshole.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Sexually? There's almost nothing this man hasn't done already. He's extremely skilled, knows what he wants, and isn't afraid to ask for it if his partner(s) are willing. Romantically, however? That's an entirely new realm to him. Theo has probably never held anyone's hand before or kissed them with affectionate intentions. He knows how to fuck, but he doesn't know how to make love.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggystyle, in front of a mirror. He likes being able to pull his partner's hair, slap their ass, or place a hand on their neck/shoulder blade to bend them to his liking. Seeing his partner's face might be a bit too intimate for him, so any position that lets Teo fuck undisturbed is good in his books.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

While he's far more serious, he'll entertain any goofy partners. If they crack jokes or do something silly, he'll roll his eyes and go along with it — for the most part. Once it starts getting old, he'll simply ignore it.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Most of his body is hairless for his own personal preference, though he does grow out his happy trail on occasion... Especially if he knows his regular partners are into it. It's a dark patch of black to match the hair on his head.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Literally non-existent. When he sleeps with someone, it's because he's either looking for a bit of fun or to let off some steam. Both parties are aware of this, though, and Teo would never have sex with someone who sees him in a romantic light or wants something more than a casual hookup. I can't believe this is happening, but if it's blog!Teo (aka Rosie and Jesse delulu AU /pos), then he would be waaay more intimate with his partner! He's more likely to make eye contact and even lean in for a kiss if you beg him enough.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Although he'd definitely jack off if necessary, Teo is typically around people who are willing to help him blow off some steam — so there isn't really much point. Teo does find the idea of mutual masturbation hot, though!

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

My dyslexic ass doesn't know how to spell it correctly, but he's got a crying kink!!! Seeing his partner so overwhelmed with pleasure just does something to him, and it goes hand in hand with his degradation and knife kink. However, I want to make it explicitly clear that Teo doesn't get off to seeing his partner in pain!! He also wouldn't do something they're not comfortable with. Everything gets discussed before the relationship situationship can delve into anything more long-lasting.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He loves to do it inside his McLaren (or Tesla, in Blog! Teo's case). His windows are heavily tinted so you don't have to worry about any outside interference, though Teo isn't above threatening to wind down the window inch by inch in order to tease you. Other than that, Teo is down to fuck almost anywhere that's hygienic and sanitary. But keep in mind that he also gets a kick out of public indecency, and bribing the law isn't above him either (if you guys somehow got caught).

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Sending him risque texts, telling him you're bored and alone, unabashedly sitting in his lap while he's with his friends, literally taking his hands and shoving them down your pants, etc. He likes people who are confident and forward with him without feeling ashamed or embarrassed by it. ...Just don't make it seem like you're trying to claim ownership over him, though. Don't cling to his side to make his friends jealous. Don't send him spicy texts because you saw him flirting with another man. And don't act brazen just to flaunt your relationship in front of that cute souvenir shop cashier.

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

To be honest, there isn't much that Teo is not open to. He's down for almost anything so long as it's legal and not too immoral/outlandish. He's fine with somnophilia if it's discussed prior, but things like dubcon might be a bit too icky for his tastes. Keep in mind that he's also really selfish, and would probably want to stick to his own kinks since they are more familiar to him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He was born to be a pillow princess, but wouldn't mind going down on his regular hookups either.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It's always hard and rough with him, though he likes to switch up the tempo in order to tease you/his partners. Just when you think you're about to come, he'll slow down and ultimately stop moving. And once you've sufficiently begged him enough — maybe turn on the waterworks to really get him going — then he'll give it to you fast and hard until your toes are curling and your eyes are rolling back.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's Corland Bay's king of quickies lmao. Teo is the type to pull you (and your clothes) aside and take you where you stand before going about his day as if nothing happened.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's always down to take risks and experiment! Teo is open to trying out almost anything — and unlike Ren, he's more in favour of having others see you both get fucked. Teo knows he's good and wants to show the both of you off.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

While 3-4 rounds might not sound like much, Teo tends to draw them out for as long as possible. It's almost like he's trying to edge you with how often he'll stop before you can reach your peak... But the orgasms always feel that much better for the both of you when you're especially horny and desperate for release. I think the better answer would be that Teo can last at least six hours in the bedroom.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't use anything on himself, though Teo does have a small box of toys for his partners who prefer it. I wouldn't count his knife collection as toys, nor the literal police handcuffs stashed away in his drawer. (Which, ironically, were used to detain him after he vandalised a small business..... Why did they let him keep the cuffs.... How did he get away with it.........)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Teo isn't one to be a physical tease (he doesn't have the patience for it), though he is a massive verbal tease in the bedroom. More often than not, his words are mixed with a degrading edge to it. "My thigh ain't enough for you? Then why don't you try begging me for more, then. C'mon, I know you can do it." / "You want more? Move your hips then." / "Hands on the mirror, doll. I never gave you permission to touch yourself." / "Look at you, crying while bouncing on a cock like that. Can't handle it splitting you open like that, huh?" / "Fuck. Can't help but act like such a cock-hungry slut, can you? I'm not even all the way in yet."

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He mainly uses low grunts and growls, though he does use a lot of dirty talk to fill the silence. Teo gets more vocal the closer he is to coming.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Blog!Teo only ever kisses Angel :) It's already kinda hinted at in all da NSFW fics with him involved, but I'll take advantage of this situation and make it more official hehe

X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

I ERASED HIS PENIS FROM MY MEMORY, But I wanna say it's around 7 inches and extremely girthy. There's a prominent vein or two running along the underside with a slight curve to the left when erect. Even when soft, it looks like he's packing heat down there.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Teo has a high sex drive, but he can easily manage it. Surprisingly, he probably only has sex like... maybe four or five times a week? He's too busy being a public menace and setting things on fire. Now that I think about it, I do quickly want to reiterate that while, yes, Teo is a playboy; that isn't his defining personality trait. Since the very beginning, he's always been a lover of chaos and messing with people (/nsx) — not sleeping around. Flirting =/= sex, and Teo has always been so much more than just a hedonistic fuckboy. So please don't take this post as confirmation of him only being interested in sex (or sleeping with Angel)!!

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Teo will most likely stay up a bit longer just to scroll through social media on his phone, though he is willing to initiate pillow talk if it's with one of his FWBs/regular hookups. If it's a one night stand, he'll only fall asleep once they're gone.

[ghost-rattan]

Hello!! 🪶 Anon here again XD. Sorry for the confusion I gave you in the last request, my English isn't really good 😅.

Can I req for headcannons about how Akutagawa, Chuuya, Fyodor, Nikolai and Dazai acts around a s/o who has a pet snake that just hangs out around their neck all the time? (Maybe the snake is the reader's ability and that's why it's always near the reader.)

Agh! This is interesting! And sorry I didn’t understand! Sorry it took so long! Im honestly terrified of snakes so it made this a bit hard but I hope you like it! really hope this makes sense It took me days to write!!!!

Reader with a snake ability

tw! mentions of the bible in Fyodors part sucide warning in dazais

Context: you control this animal that can become any creature you wish it to be but the default is a poisonous snake

Chuuya

He thinks it’s so bad ass!

Chuuya adores your snake!

Jokes that you have a little family your snake being your kid

Imagine you are both in the pm and your snake just leaves you to go find Chuuya

HE DEFINITELY TALKS TO IT!!

“Hey little buddy!”

“Take Care of them for me while I’m gone”

On that he loves the fact when he isn’t there he knows you are safe because he knows your lovely snake will keep you safe no matter what

He pats your snake like a dog?!?!

I think at first he was a little scared of your snake but then he just fell in love with it <3

Gets you snake jewellery all the time

So far your favourite are these earrings with silver snakes that have real diamonds for eyes

Akutagawa

Akutagawa is honestly a big fan off snakes so I think he loves your snake

OK BUT IMAGINE YOUR SNAKE AND RASHOMON PLAYING TOGETHER

On that! before you both started dating Rashomon and your snake would always play and you would have joked that you are both a married couple and that they where your kids (as a joke) but poor boy blushed so hard

So with both of you having such powerful abilities you often team up

He also like your snake because he also is worried about your safety and he likes knowing your snake will always protect you

He does get jealous when you give more attention to your snake

Akutagawa will allow your snake rest on his shoulder

Buys you little gifts with snakes on it because it reminds him of you and he is certain your favourite animal is snakes (even if its not)

He will give your snake little scratches under its chin

Honestly great snake dad

Fyodor

At first he hated it this is because the world was corrupted because of a snake

But he is the devil and now he has a pet snake

Even though it is your ability your snake always follow him

He doesn't often like you using your ability as he doesn't like you hurting others (he sees you as some one to pure to kill or hurt another person while he is a sinner)

he personally finds the way you interact with your ability (he finds it cute)

unlike the others he doesn't get you any thing to do with snakes but he does get him self a snake ring but thats really far into your relationship

He does have an area in his office for you and your snake

Fyodor would say you can control the devil him self as he would do any thing for you and you can control a snake which he thinks represents a devil

nikolai

HE LOVES YOUR SNAKE!

Nikolai has at least 100 nicknames for your snake

his favourite is silly slithering slimy buddy!

it is his son now he will kill for your snake

on a serious note he does like your ability but he also feels bad as the snake will never have pure freedom as it is an ability

BUT he does spoil it because its retaliated to you! His one true love!

Like aku and chuuya he likes that your ability can keep you safe if he isn't there!

He loves buying you snake related things or even him self some!

I head cannon that he would spoil his S/o but in this he would spoil you and your snake

Your snake sleeps on the bed with you both

has its own special pillow - nikolai's idea

dazai

"MY DEAR CAN YOUR SNAKE STRANGLE ME!"

Dazai loves watching you play with your snake

"this little guy is still better looking than chuuya!"

thinks you are so bad ass!

you are often teamed up together!

Kunikida is scared of your snake so Dazai often will steal your snake to annoy Kunikida

He finds it so interesting that you have a snake for an ability though

will ask you about your snake all the time

im sorry but he wont let your snake sleep in your room! He want's you all to him self!

he some how gets in fights with your snake for your attention!

[mekanikaltrifle]

Everyone who's ever worked in retail has their baffling stories about customers, and I have one I think you may enjoy.

About six years ago, I was working in a well-known UK cancer charity's shop. Lots of those here in the British Isles and usually they're frequented by anyone looking for weird old stuff or students, or the perpetually skint. Pretty standard stuff, and I liked the clientele because many were very polite and friendly eastern europeans.

The ones in the clientele I didn't like were the locals, amusingly enough. This being a town in the foothills of Perthshire, the locals were almost always weirdo upper class Scottish and English people who just did not know how to behave right. (and I once dated someone from there so I can confirm: they're just weirdos out there).

One day I'm standing in the shop, behind the till, as one does. Even then I was androgynous in whatever way I could be, barring the 3-foot long hair I was sporting at the time. (not joking; it was very, very long. kind of metalhead style though, not carefully maintained.)

This man, maybe in his forties comes in. And he starts hanging about near the till. Now, there's a jewellery display inset into the till so I assume he's wanting to take a look at one of the watches and so on, so I ask him if he's interested in anything in there. He looks at me and says something to the effect of: "Hmm, no, I'm actually in the market for something else."

So me being a polite cashier, I'm like "Oh, well what is it and maybe I can see if we have it in?"

He responds. "No, I'm actually in the market for a wife."

I'm maybe 23 at the time, mind. And I'm just baffled at the audacity. I wonder if it's the setup for a joke, and then decide this isn't a man I'd like to hear the punchile from anyway. So, I respond:

"Oh! Me too."

Now, again, I am dressed pretty lazily. There's no uniform in places like these and most of the staff are volunteers. Band shirt, flannel over the top, huge baggy black jeans and black trainers. No makeup or anything like that, and I think I look pretty gay. I thought that was obvious. He didn't.

"Uh, um-- don't you mean a husband?" He stammers at me, apparently blindsided. I know this guy's not gonna buy anything by this point and I mostly want him to go away for creeping on me, so I am like... ready to miraculously 'find something to do' in the back room by this point. I want it finished.

So, I conclude with "Y'know, I've heard a lot about those and how much trouble they can be. No thanks, I think I'll stick with a wife."

He didn't stick around for long after that, and I never saw that man again in the shop. I sometimes think about the kind of cockiness it takes to try that on a 20-something cashier in a fuckin charity shop, but yknow, apparently some just do not know when to flirt appropriately. Still proud of myself for handling it though. :D

[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

You'll always have my heart

Every year on her birthday, without fail, she would receive a gift from an anonymous secret admirer. She's gotten necklaces, chocolates, flowers, each gift sweeter and more extravagant than the last. This year, when she opened the box that was tied with a red ribbon, she shrieked and dropped it to the ground. - by @unboundprompts

@vampirefilmlover

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"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" Mina looked at me with a sly smile. I shrugged. "Eh, after uni I'd probably just buy a cake and rent a movie. Why?"

"Dammit, Rose, you can't celebrate your birthday like that! No, tomorrow I'll pick you up at eight, and we're going out."

"But-"

"No," her look turned stern. "You are going to party. You only turn twenty-three once!"

I sighed with a smile, nodding. There was no talking Mina out of this, and maybe just mage,it would be fun. Right? I mean, parties and bars and discos weren't really my scene, but then again, maybe getting out of my comfort zone would be good. Maybe I'd meet someone cute and get laid? Yeah, this plan wasn't too bad, I supposed.

Still, there had been a reason why I didn't really want to go out. Ever since I turned seventeen, every single birthday, I'd received an anonymous gift. The first time, it was a necklace. It had been made of silver and had a tiny bat-shaped charm on it. I didn't wear it often, but I absolutely loved it. When I turned eighteen, I got a set of ruby earrings and a bouquet with dark red roses. Every single gift came with a single note:

For Rose

This year, I had wanted to stay home. I had wanted to see who the person was that had given me those wonderful gifts. Besides the jewellery, I had gotten luxurious chocolates, leather-bound copies of my favourite books - how that person knew what my favourite books were, I didn't dare to ask - and at one point they'd even given me concert tickets to my favourite band. The gifts were huge, incredibly lovely, and thoughtful - especially since the giver had always been anonymous.

-----

He didn't need to look at a calendar to know it was almost time again. Her birthday. She didn't know him yet. She had seen him on the boardwalk, of course, but they hadn't talked. She was always leaving in a hurry the second it became crowded, and she always seemed to be in the company of her best friend. Still, Paul didn't mind watching from afar. Not yet anyway. She was his, or would become his in the near future - so he could wait until she found her own way to him. And if it took too long, he could always interfere anyways.

Over the years, he had given her many things, from small trinkets to bigger gifts. This year, he wanted to give her something that showed her a bit about who he was. What he was, what he was like - and something that would show her what she could potentially mean to him.

The other boys had looked surprised when he said he'd go out on his own tonight to feed, but they soon caught his drift. During the feeding, he would find the most perfect gift.

-----

"Happy Birthday!" Mina grinned as she threw my front door open. "Are you ready to go?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Where are we going, I don't really do well-"

"In crowds, yes, I know. We'll go to a small bar downtown. I invited just some friends from uni. There won't be a big crowd, and I let them all swear not to break out in song." She grinned as she saw my relieved expression, realising how much I hated being sung to on my birthday. Taking a deep breath, I nodded, grabbing my bag and heading for the door. It would be alright, maybe even fun - and if I didn't go now, I'd never leave the house at all.

The bar was nice and small, as Mina had promised. Strings of fake flowers hung around the door and were wrapped across the bars on the ceiling. Some dreamy popsongs were playing on the radio, and the light inside was dimmed but cosy. Yeah, this was a good place. As I ordered some shots for all of us, we got talking. We played some rounds of never have I ever, some truth or dare - and I felt absolutely perfect. A bit tired, sure, but this was good. It was fun.

"Will you get home safely?" Alex looked at me as he was about to walk to his car, being followed by Robin and Sam. I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it's not too far. Besides, Mina has to go the same way."

"Alright. Happy birthday, Ro!" He stepped in his car, dragging the others along when they wanted to burst out in a happy birthday song. I laughed as he pushed them in the car, and waved as they drove off. Mina stood next to me, looking rather satisfied with herself.

"You had fun tonight."

"Yeah, I did."

"Good. Now, let's get you home. You said something about cake?"

I nodded. "Can I get a raincheck for that?"

"Tired?"

"Very. I just want to get home and dive straight into my bed."

Mina chuckled. That's how we finally ended up at my door, smiling and laughing. She said her goodbyes, and as I walked to the front porch, I noticed something standing on my doormat. I walked closer and saw that it was a box wrapped in shiny blue paper. Once again it held only one note.

For Rose.

I picked it up, surprised by the sudden weight. The box definitely looked lighter than it was. I walked inside, locking the door behind me. The box ended up on my kitchen counter as I decided to grab a piece of cake before opening it.

It was only when I put the cardboard box with cake back into the fridge that I noticed that my gift seemed to be leaking. A slimey, red substance formed on the bottom of the box. Weird. It was sticky and had a strange coppery smell. Quickly, I tore the paper off. I tore the top of the box off and threw it behind me on the ground.

I peered inside the box.

I screamed.

A heart. A human heart. An actual real human heart that was still bleeding laid in the box. Someone had given me a heart. Someone must have stolen that heart. Did - did the giver kill? Is that the message? That - that I'm next? Or that he can kill me anytime? That this is the beginning of some strange blackmail plot? Oh god - there was an actual human heart on my counter and -

I ran to the bathroom, throwing up in the toilet.

Forget cake, forget a joyful reunion with my bed - I needed help. I needed someone to come in and say, "Ma'am, you're right. This is absolutely insane. Don't worry, we'll take it from here, and we'll make sure that no one will ever deliver a human heart to you again."

I didn't notice how much time passed, as I leant against the cold tiles of my bathroom. I tried to calm myself down, but every time I thought I was calm, another wave of nausea hit me. It wasn't until my doorbell rang that I realised I couldn't just stay on the ground and that I had to get up.

-----

Paul had thought it was the most romantic thing he could do - while also conveying to her what he was and could be. Giving someone an actual heart, telling them not only are you mine but I am yours and I'd give my heart to you? It was the shit chick's loved, right?

But when he heard her screams, heard her get sick, heard how she cried and whimpered, and was close to breaking down in panic again, he knew that he needed to help her. So, he flew down to her front door and did the only thing he could do without being a total creep. He rang the doorbell.

It took a while, but after a couple of minutes Rose - his Rose - opened the door. "Yeah?"

"Hi, I'm Paul. My bike broke down and I was wondering if I could maybe use your phone?"

Rose nodded, not really answering. When she stepped aside, he assumed it was an invitation and stepped forward.

"I'm Rose, by the way. Phones in the kitchen, just eh - I got a horrifying package, and I don't think I'm capable of cleaning it up, so just please don't freak out?"

"Don't worry, doll. I can help if you want."

"It's not gross in the way you think," Rose mumbled, pointing him towards the kitchen. Seeing how much the heart had leaked, he could sort of understand her reaction to it. Also, he realised now that being human meant she had other standards than a vampire. Where another vampire would have thought this gift to be cute and thoughtful and heartwarming, he now realised that for a human, it was none of these things.

"Do you have some trashbags?"

"Yeah, the cabinet on your left. Why, what are you-?"

"Cleaning this up for you. It's probably just a stupid prank or something."

"Sending a human heart is a stupid prank?" She sounded panicked. He knew he had to be quick.

"It probably is a pig heart - it won't make it any less creepy, but at least it doesn't come with murder?"

He saw her relax a little. "I didn't think about that. I mean, I am still horrified, but in this case, I'm just really glad it is not human."

Paul smiled, finishing the clean-up. As he brought the trash out, he realised that he still had to make that phone call if he wanted his story to be consistent. So, he dialled the video store and told Max that his bike had broken down. He hung up and was glad to see that Rose had calmed down a little.

"Will you be alright?"

She nodded, biting her lip a little. "I think so. Thanks, for helping. You didn't have to."

"Yeah, I did. It's only kind, and I didn't want your birthday to be ruined by this."

"How did you know it's my birthday?"

He just pointed at the cake standing on tne counter, that had Ha and Birt written on it.

"Do you want some cake, as a thanks for helping?"

Paul shook his head. "I would like a date, though. Let's get some Chinese tomorrow."

Rose didn't know why, but without thinking, she agreed. "Pick me up at eight?"

[undiscovered-horizon]

[2K Followers 'Clue' Special]

Imagine Dream and Desire having a competition over who can make you part of their kingdom. - Part 2

[Part 1]

1100 words left.

You're about to read through the 'method' part of the article, when someone sits across from you. A rosy, sweet and spicy aroma hits your nostrils. Surprised and slightly annoyed at the disturbance, you look up.

It's strange. They're strange but not in the wrong way. Blond hair, red suit, heavy jewellery - they look out of place in a small cafe filled with university students drinking vegan chai lattes while swearing at engineering software. The stranger smiles and you doubt you’ve ever seen a more show-stopping person. There’s something unordinary about their features: they’re neither male nor female and yet both of them at the same time; the person across from you has the potential to be whatever you want to be.

"Do I know you?" you ask in a meek voice. Something about attractive people makes others lose their general certainty; their glamour is imposing.

"Most unfortunately, no," the stranger answers in a honeyed, alluring voice.

"Then, uhm, can I help you with something?" You’re nervous, although you’re not exactly sure why. Is it excitement? Fear? A strange, yet delicious concoction of these two?

"Yes, there is something you could help me with, dear.” The stranger leans towards you. “See, I'm not entirely sure I understand why someone like you sits alone in a dull place like this. Don't you think you deserve more, better?"

The suggestion flusters you. Unaware, you nervously rub your hands together. Feeling your cheeks flush, you can’t help but lower your gaze, which glazes over your laptop’s screen.

Then, another thing catches your attention. Your hands are nowhere near the keyboard and yet a sentence is being typed under your work-in-progress essay:

Is this truly what you’re dreaming of?

But then you blink and the message disappears, forever making you unsure whether you did see it. Perhaps it was only your imagination?

You look back up at your conversationalist. Suddenly, you have a gnawing sensation that something about them has changed as though their charm, a magical spell of glamour, has somehow dissipated in the recent seconds. They’re still unimaginably beautiful but not as alluring and charming as you had previously thought.

"Maybe we can get out of here?” they ask.  “I'll buy you a drink and you'll tell me what you desire."

A second ago you would have agreed immediately but now… Now there’s a sense of scepticism inside you like a voice in the back of your head making you question your judgment.

"Actually, I'm a little busy today but tomorrow's alright."

1100 words left. Dream - 1, Desire - 0

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Tagging interested people: @emarich7 @snowsatsu

[lexi0widow]

Wassup bestie, just as promised im here- and with a request for Stu macher, because there simply isn’t enough content for that lovely man! ;v;

so, could I request Stu with an Alt S/O, who finds out he’s one of the killers, and she’s just like, “…that’s..that’s kinda hot-“ and she just doesn’t give a fuck that he’s one of the killers-

dnhdjdhej-

I’m sorry but I can’t be normal about him. Could it be HC format, and you can add in NSFW if you like. anyways, feel free to dilute/take out some parts of this ask and, remember, take your time, and have a great day/night!

AHH!! I’m in love with this idea thank you for the request and apologies for taking so long!! 🫶🏻

STU MACHER x ALT!READER

So like

He LOVES you so much

literally everything about you, how you dress, your personality EVERYTHING

hes head over mf heels

If you wear platforms hes asking to try them on at least 10 times per day

I hc Stu as like super tall (like 6’4) so if you wear platforms he loves that hes not the only tall one anymore

Anytime you buy new clothes he needs a fashion show

Hes setting up a red carpet just so you can show him the new earrings you bought

Speaking of jewellery he loves buying you different stuff

Earrings, necklaces, bracelets anything you can think of hes bought you it at least once

If you dye your hair hes 100% helping you

He genuinely could care less about the mess you two make of his bathroom he wants to help!

He would spend all his time in your room if it matched your aesthetic (even if it didn’t hes still there everyday)

He buys you gothic stuff to decorate your room with

‘What do you mean you don’t need plastic bats to hang from the ceiling?’

Stares at you whilst you’re doing your makeup

As for the killer part

Hes SO nervous to tell you

Like i said he loves you and he 100% does not wanna lose you

So when you come home one day and hes standing with a knife in his hand covered in blood he damn near has a mental breakdown

But when you’re like

‘Lowkey- Thats hot-‘

OH MY GOD

Its like hes just fallen in love with you all over again

Tries to get you to join him and billy

Understands if you don’t want to

Is literally jumping around in happiness if you say yes

He loves you either way

NSFW

If you have any sensitive spots with piercings or tattoos good luck

Stu knows about them and he is absolutely using them against you

Lowkey hes down to try anything

He will sub if you ask him too

He will dom if you ask him too

He just wants you to be happy

And he wants to make you cum

Over and over again

Can do praise but he can also degrade

Or both at the same time

Whatever works for you

‘F-fuck such a good little slut for me aren’t you?’

Whimpers

Sorry but it had to be said Stu whimpers

Only cares about you

He would rather make you cum 1000 times and him not at all

then him cum and you have to fake it

Also wants you to be comfortable all the time

Makes a safe word even if it isn’t super rough

You’ve seen his tounge

He can do wonders with that tounge

Just wants his whore to have a good time <3

I hope that was okay my love<33 thank you so much for your request it was super fun to do

My asks are open for anyone else with requests!!

[jampc]

angeleyes ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

ʜɪ ! ɪ ꜱᴀᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʙᴢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴀɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ :) ɪ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴛʀᴜɴᴋꜱ ꜰɪᴄ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ɢꜰ (ʏᴋ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʀɪᴄʜ) ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴛᴄ !! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴍ <- anon

pairing: trunks/f!reader

words: 1,224

content warnings: none.

tags: fluff, drabbles, romance, sfw.

rating: G

a/n: so fluffy it might make you explode. or at least cause massive amounts of eye rolling 😭. hope you enjoy it nonetheless ⋆˙⟡♡✧˖°

"I've told you before, it's my money. I can do whatever I want with it!"

"But-"

"And no buts! This is my house and if I say we're going out to the fair then that's what we'll do." The young man smiled down at his girlfriend as she pouted up at him in a sulk.

She knew how much he loved this time of year, when all the local businesses would set up stalls around the town square for people to come along and buy their wares from them.

It was like Christmas on steroids, with everything being open until late into the night every day of the week. There were rides, games, food stalls and so many other things to see and do.

“But you know I don't like crowds," she whined. "And there's bound to be lots of drunk people who might try something."

"I promise I won't let anyone take advantage of you while we're here. And besides, everyone knows me. They'd never dare mess with us." He gave her a kiss on the cheek before standing up and pulling her up by the hand. "Come on, let's go."

She sighed as she followed him out of the door and towards the car. He had a point though; he could probably handle any trouble that came his way if it did arise.

Even now, they only needed to look at each other for a few seconds and they both knew exactly what the other one was thinking.

They drove through the town centre and parked up near the edge of the market area.

“We should get some tickets first," he said as they got out of the car. "That way we can ride all the rides without having to wait in line."

"I suppose so," she replied. "But you know I'm not really that fond of rollercoasters or anything too fast."

He laughed as he took her arm and led her over to the entrance gate.

A few moments later, they were inside the grounds and walking amongst the stalls which lined either side of the walkway.

Most of them sold clothes, jewellery and other accessories but there were also plenty of food stands selling hot dogs, chips and candyfloss.

"It looks busy already," he commented as they made their way slowly through the throng of people.

"I think we're going to have to fight our way through. But I think I know a shortcut."

"Oh goodie!" she replied sarcastically. "How exciting! Let's go."

The finally found the ticket booth.

“Two please," he said to the lady behind the counter. "For two adults."

She handed them each a paper ticket as well as a plastic bag containing a pair of wristbands.

He slipped his on and watched as his girlfriend did the same.

Once they'd put their bags back in the boot, he looked around and spotted a small kiosk on the far side of the field.

"Come on," he said excitedly. "Let's go on the merry-go-round."

He grabbed your hand and pulled you along after him as he made his way across the grass.

You could hear the music playing as you walked towards the brightly coloured horses.

When you got to the front you realised there was a queue leading onto the ride itself and several more queues waiting to get on once the previous ones had left.

"I knew i should've bought out the fairground earlier," he muttered.

"Oh hush, it doesn't matter," she whispered sweetly in return. He started pushing the people in front of him aside until he reached the head of the queue.

As soon as his turn arrived, he held your hand tightly as you stepped aboard the ride.

You held on to his waist firmly and gripped tight the metal bars above your head.

Then, the whole thing began moving round and round, faster than you thought possible.

Your boyfriend's hands tightened even further as you squealed with excitement whilst trying desperately not to lose grip of the bar.

After about five minutes of dizzying motion, the ride stopped again and you felt yourself start falling forwards as it slowed right down.

Luckily your boyfriends strong arms kept you from plunging off the seat completely, although they couldn't keep hold of one hand for very long.

“Wheeee!! That was fun," you cried breathlessly. "Let's do another!"

“We should go on one of those little bumper cars next," he suggested with a chuckle. You nodded your agreement eagerly.

They headed towards the exit and went outside where there were dozens upon dozens of these miniature vehicles racing around a large wooden track.

You choose a vehicle and climbed inside. Your boyfriend choose one nearby, hopped in beside you and wrapped his arms around you protectively.

"Hold on baby," he growled softly in your ear.

"Ooohhhhhh!" you screamed in delight as you careered around corners, narrowly missing other cars on numerous occasions.

You bounced up and down against the seat as you spun around, laughing madly, feeling safe in your boyfriends embrace.

Eventually he released his grasp on you suddenly and you fell forward as you tried to grab the steering wheel. The force sent you hurtling off the seat and crashing to the floor, hard enough to knock the wind out of you.

"You alright?" he asked, looking concerned.

"Y-yeah I think so," you stammered between gasps for air.

“I love you," he told you as he leaned down and kissed you tenderly.

After a moment you recovered your senses enough to smile at him and reply.

"I love you too."

A short time later, you were sat back down enjoying yourselves on one of the benches whilst he was feeding you ice cream.

You were giggling like children, holding hands and talking about all the stupid things that happened to you during the day. Eventually, the sun started setting and the crowd started thinning away.

“I know sometimes we argue but it makes me happy to spend time with you," he told you earnestly.

"It does make me happy too," you admitted. "I wouldn't want to change a thing."

"You’re so beautiful," he continued dreamily. "So caring and compassionate too. If you weren't so shy, I could tell you how wonderful you are to me."

You blushed deeply, embarrassed at having been spoken to quite so openly.

But still you felt your heart begin to beat faster as the words sank in deep within your mind. He leant in closer, his voice dropping even lower.

"I've fallen in love with you," he mumbled quietly into your hair. "And I intend to marry you someday."

You froze up instantly and stared wide eyed at him. His face dropped slightly and he cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Well, it’s getting late we better head home," he said with forced jollity. "It's a long drive tomorrow."

You nodded dumbly and allowed him to lead you back towards the car.

Once they were both seated safely inside, he turned towards you with a big grin plastered across his handsome features.

"So..." you murmured uncertainly. "Are you sure...you meant that...?"

His mouth split into a huge grin and he shook his head playfully as he spoke.

"Yes, of course. What kind of idiot do you take me for? Now buckle up, sweetheart, 'cause it's gonna be a bumpy ride!"

[legacyshenanigans]

Come on babe give us a story time and tell us all about being a little reprobate 🤣🤣💜💜🥰

🤣🤣🤣🤣

I gotchu lmao. I'm not one to hide from my degenerate past. And I'll give a story time on it haha.

Back in my mid/late teen day's, I was a big THIEF. 🤣

If I wanted makeup, clothes, jewellery, and other things like that, I robbed it from various places. Because I wanted to spend any money I did have on other things.

Disclaimer: I don't do that shit now, obviously, things are more strict now, alarms on doors, higher security and stuff, couldn't get away with it these days, but certain shops were a lot more "relaxed" when I was a teenager in regards to security haha. But here's just a few things I remember doing.

I was super confident in my ability to steal too, because you have to be. And my number one rule was to at least buy one or two things (you look less suspicious that way 🤣)

1. I once stole a LARGE amount of stuff from a Claires Accessories in my old town, like a ludicrous amount of stuff in one hit. The girl who was always working there was an absolute airhead though and was just ALWAYS on her phone, she didn't have a fuckin clue what was going on in that store 🤣

2. I used to go into Peacocks (a clothing store) take off my old shoes, and put a new pair and walk out wearing them.

3. On lunch in high-school me and two of my close friend's would leave to go and get food from a shop somewhere for our lunch, I'd get them to write down what they wanted for lunch or snacks, and I'd steal all our lunches 🤣 they'd usually stand on one side of the shop near the counter, talking and flicking through things which usually kept the person behind the counter occupied, then we'd all buy like a drink or some shit and leave, and have loads of snacks.

4. Copious amounts of makeup, perfume, hair stuff, ect. Were usually nicked from Boots, Superdrug, places like that.

5. Stealing clothes was usually done back in the day where again, they didn't really LOOK properly at what you had before going into the changing room, I'd just put new stuff on UNDER my clothes, then when I'd leave the changing room I'd always hand over one or two items that I didn't want at the changing room door after "trying them on" and be really sweet and nice to the lady at the changing rooms, and I'd always buy like a t-shirt and something else. But I'd have like 2 or 3 new t-shirts or vests on under what I was wearing, or a pair of skinny jeans or a couple pairs of leggings on under the jeans I went in wearing.

So yeah, there's a few things lmao, honestly couldn't get away with it now. 🤣

I feel like I'm still a degenerate now, but I've calmed down A LOT in my time haha, I'm a little hermit now hahahaha.

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[stiltonbasket]

Hope your day gets better, Stilton! Could you tell me how a Nielan LOTR AU with elf Xichen and human king/dwarf Mingjue would play out?

From the day the young elf-prince of Gusu first visited the Unclean Realm, its people noticed that he was fonder of dwarven craft than the rest of his kin.

Humans came to the Nie for armor, and elves—excluding the Jiang, who needed weapons of dwarvish make to do battle with the sea-serpents that ran wild in their territory—would come for jewellery; but since Nie Zhuxi first laid eyes on Lan Xichen fifteen years ago, every last one of his ornaments and weapons had been made by some talented dwarvish smith whose identity no one knew.

"He is older than the oldest of our grandfathers," Nie Zhuxi's mother reminded him, when he asked her why no dwarf knew the name of the smith who had forged Lan Xichen's beautiful greaves. "And our kin outside the Bujingshi are solitary folk. Perhaps he knows some aged master who settled near the elf-palace where he lives."

But Nie Zhuxi did not quite believe her. Lan Xichen visited the Bujingshi at least twice a year at the midsummer and midwinter festivals, and at each visit he came with new daggers at his belt and new bracelets at his wrists, the like of which no smith of men or elves—or even an elderly dwarf, whose work would eventually begin to show the signs of his age—could possibly have made.

However, the dwarves of the Unclean Realm did not see fit to question him. He bought many of their wares at market, and he was a kind and generous customer—for elves knew nothing of bargaining, especially the ones with noble blood—but nobody seemed to notice that the things he purchased within the Bujingshi were never seen again. He did not wear the trinkets, or keep the weapons on his person, which meant that he was probably giving them away to his beloved ones; and by the time Nie Zhuxi came of age, he had concluded that all of Lan Xichen's dwarf-made belongings came from a single hand.

That changed everything, he realized. Lan Xichen had not bought his leaf-shaped arrowheads, or the topaz buttons on his hunting boots. Someone had made them for him, so that every brooch he wore on his breast and each knife-handle at his girdle brought forth the full force of his beauty the way a masterful setting might compliment the radiance of a diamond.

Nie Zhuxi is a handsome dwarf himself, but he would look like a fool if he tried to wear even the plainest of Lan Xichen's jewels: for they were a lover's gifts, showered upon the elf-prince through the years until he was practically swimming in his beloved's tokens of affection.

"You could ask my Bofu," Nie Shiyong says skeptically. "He's Zewu-jun's closest friend, so perhaps he would know who the lover is. If there's a lover at all, which I doubt—"

"What doubt is there?" Nie Zhuxi complains. "He never wears anything he buys here, and even the Jiang don't commission such delicate weaponry, so he can't have bought it through their suppliers in the South. He has to have a dwarf lover, A-Yong—there's no point bothering the king about it."

His cousin pinches his cheeks. "Why? Are you afraid of him?"

"Afraid of Chifeng-zun?" Nie Zhuxi scoffs. "He used to ask Zewu-jun to bring us elf-made sweetmeats from the Cloud Recesses when we were little."

"Even so, he might not take kindly to you prying into his friend's affairs."

"They're not affairs!" Nie Zhuxi jumps out of his chair and stomps around the room. "Elves can't have affairs. They have one partner, for life. Don't you remember what happened to that elf-maid from Baling who took a human lover?"

Nie Shiyong goes pale at the mere mention of it. For some time, about three years ago, Chifeng-zun had feared that the elves of Baling and Yunmeng would go to war against the mortal kingdom near their territory; for one of their daughters had been abandoned by a mortal nobleman after she conceived his child, and the elf-maiden died of grief not long after her baby was born.

"To elves, to lie with someone is to marry them," Nie Zhuxi says grimly. "By elvish law, the child's father was the mother's husband—the maiden was too young and innocent to know that the ways of men were different, or that a human could lay hands on her without loving her more than life. So whoever Zewu-jun's beloved might be, the two of them must be true spouses by now and not only sweethearts."

"It's no wonder that the smith's works have never been seen elsewhere, then," Nie Shiyong muses. "He might be anyone—anyone at all, and any one of us might own a thing of his make. If Zewu-jun were his husband—or her husband—then the smith would surely save their most beautiful creations for him."

She pauses for a moment, deep in thought, and then:

"He must be married to someone living here, in the Unclean Realm," she breathes. "Why else would he keep visiting?"

Nie Zhuxi springs to his feet. "I'm going to make a list of all his friends," he announces. "Most of our seniors from His Majesty's generation are close to him. If we watch closely, we'll be able to find out who it is."

But their efforts come to nothing, even after Lan Xichen arrives for the mid-summer holiday with a wagon full of gifts for the small Nie dwarflings. In keeping with his usual habits, he spends most of his time with Prince Huaisang and Zhuxi's Uncle Zonghui, and the rest with Chifeng-zun in the wing of the palace reserved for the king's immediate family; and the day passes without any opportunity to question him by the time Nie Shiyong and Nie Zhuxi drag themselves down to dinner.

"At this rate, we'll never find out," Nie Zhuxi says disconsolately. "Pass the fish, A-Yong. Uncle Zonghui won't let me have more wine, so I'll have to drown my sorrows in food."

But to his surprise, the fish does not appear; and when Nie Zhuxi looks up, he finds his cousin staring at the king, whose gaze had not moved away from Lan Xichen for the last fifteen minutes.

"Oh," Nie Shiyong gasps, her voice breaking. "Oh, that's how it is."

"How what is?"

"Have you ever seen anything my uncle crafted?" she demands. "Because I never have. He insists that he has no time to visit the forges, and he's too busy to have supper with us, most days—and yet, whenever Zewu-jun visits, Bofu takes him to the library and talks with him for hours on end."

She squints back and forth between the two, biting her lip in concentration. "We were half right," she says at last, before reaching over to steal some of Nie Zhuxi's fish. "Bofu is in love with Zewu-jun, and he has already decided that he will have no other; but he is afraid of confessing his feelings, so..."

"So?" Nie Zhuxi urges. "Why is he afraid?"

"Because of the story of Lan An, the first elf-lord of Gusu," Nie Shiyong whispers. "There is a trace of human blood in Zewu-jun's clan, because Lan An fell in love with a daughter of men and built the Cloud Recesses for her. But he wasted away after his wife died, for he could not bear to live without her; it often happens thus with elves who are bereaved. If Uncle were to marry Lan Xichen, his death might well be the end of them both."

A-Yong and Nie Zhuxi exchange uneasy glances before turning back to look at the high table. Lan Xichen is laughing with A-Yong's Yifu, his arms and throat encrusted with the jewels Chifeng-zun wrought for him over the past eighty-odd years; and Chifeng-zun's wistful eyes, tear-dimmed, are resting on the side of Zewu-jun's smiling face.

"Perhaps we should not meddle," Nie Shiyong says presently. "If Uncle speaks, and they choose to be joined—well, that is one thing. But if he is keeping silent out of fear for his beloved's life, then..."

Nie Zhuxi nods.

"I can't help thinking that Zewu-jun would return the king's love, even if doing so might condemn him to death," he murmurs. "But you're right; the matter is too grave for us to interfere in it. I won't say a word."

[abigail]

hi abigail! i hope it’s ok to ask about this - where do you get your amazing jewellery from and do you have any tips on building up a collection? every time you’re draped in gorgeous layered necklaces it’s like 💔💔 so so good!! kiss!

hi lovely !! thank you so much omg and of course it’s okay to ask :-) honestly happy to share anything i can when it comes to styling stuff lol but yes !!

i’ve had a lot of my jewellery for years tbh and if i’m honest and a lot of it is secondhand ! i’m lucky to have lots of charity shops/vintage stores in the area i live/work so i always like to nosy what there is whenever I can, i really recommend if you’ve got any secondhand stores near you to never miss the jewellery section, often it’s not a lot of stuff but you can find some beautiful stuff sometimes !! if you’re able to too, if you go to an area that’s got a lot of like.. rich people living in it (lol) check out the secondhand stores there ! because i’ve found charity shops in areas with more people with money usually have more jewellery than other charity shops idk ! but also there’s online too like vinted/ebay/depop/etsy - just of course have an idea what you’re looking for and use the search tools to really narrow it all down !

i do buy new quite a bit with jewellery though, some of my favourite places to get them is regal rose (i usually wait for them to do a sale though unless it’s something i know i realllllyyy want), livia wednesday (everything is handmade and so beautiful ! because it’s handmade it is a bit more expensive but in my opinion it’s totally worth it.. i’ve got quite a bit from her and i’ve never personally had any issues !! easily my favourite place to get jewellery with pearls and whatnot hehe), i’ve also got a bunch of things from mysticum luna before (i haven’t so much these days because their recent collections haven’t quite been for me but i do still love the things i have and really recommend them !!), and for cheaper stuff/costume jewellery i do like asos !! they’ve got sooo much stuff and i love the tool bars because it means you can really narrow down what you’re looking for which is helpful and doesn’t mean you’re scrolling for hours through thousands of products ..

another thing i do is buy charms and add them to my own chain or earring hoop !! charms are everywhere and usually pretty cheap, so if you get various chains of different lengths and thicknesses or pearl beads or whatever you’re wanting, you can add the charms to them (i find them a lot in charity shops too and they’re always like £1 or something super cheap) - going off this too i like to move my jewellery about, like today for example i have a locket with a skull on and i changed it’s chain to a shorter one so then it can be stacked different with another necklace than what i usually do y’know ? it just means i don’t always have to do the same stack of necklaces every time, i can change them about to work with my outfit easy too and it keeps it all a bit more fresh looking i suppose !

oh and see if your parents/grandparents have any old jewellery they’d give you !! honestly you’d be surprised, i asked my dad not long ago and he gave me a lot of old rings from dead relatives i had never met and some then random but very cute bracelets hehe :-) and if there’s anything you don’t really want anymore see if any of your friends would wanna trade with you (same with clothes too if you have friends who are the same size and have the same style as you !)

for building up a collection honestly i’d say to just get pieces you know you’ll keep for a long time (hopefully forever !!) and getting pieces that you know you can wear with loads of different things etc if you get me ? like easy to dress up or down !! and of course make sure you look after your jewellery :-) i’m not sure what else i can suggest other than that i’m sorry !! but yeah i hope all of this was some help to you at least :-) take care <33 mwah mwah

[insufficientchill]

👻🎩🧸 for the miscellaneous symbol headcanons ask game?

Ahh thank you so much! This was fun. <3 Con and Kell in combination, since they go together.

👻 - How does your muse handle feeling scared? Do they enjoy horror? Do they believe in the paranormal? What calms your muse down? Do they have any scary stories?

Conall is extremely good at compartmentalizing and, while he is frequently afraid (of falling, of failing, of not being enough), he remains extremely reserved and collected in most circumstnces. Even when he’s alone he tends to tell himself that he can’t be afraid—can’t in the sense of mustn’t but also can’t in the sense of isn’t able to, because pawns don’t feel. Kell mostly notices this as Conall constantly flexing and stretching his fingers, and, assuming they’re just sore from casting, Kell will catch hold of his hands absentmindedly while talking about something else and massage them the way he’d massage a comrade’s sword-hand after a long day on the road. Fortunately this does in fact help. 

Kell will happily tell you he’s a coward, but what he really means is that he’s not particularly bothered about honour or glory, and he’ll gladly cut a deal to end a fight quicker. Actual in-the-moment fear is something he’s almost desensitized to; he’s had a lot of near-death experiences, and at this point he’s good at laughing them off. He knows some hair-raising ghost stories and tall tales, and he also knows how to string them out as long as someone keeps buying drinks.

They both absolutely believe in the paranormal (how could they not). Conall doesn’t particularly enjoy horror—fiction generally is a luxury he doesn’t allow himself unless he feels it reveals something useful about the world—but Kell likes any rollicking story with twists and turns.

🎩 - What would your muse wear to a formal event? Do they dress more modestly, or do they go all out?

Kell hates looking too pulled together—it kind of undermines his whole easy-lazy-please-underestimate-me thing—so, unless under duress, his preferred formal-wear involves open collars, leather breeches and rag-and-bone-shop velvets. He sort of cultivates an air of decayed luxury, with mismatched jewellery and even more kohl than usual. Might swing for a black silk eyepatch, maybe. There’s probably some cologne going on (smoke, sandalwood, damask rose). 

Conall’s default approach to formalwear is to ask if what he’s wearing now will do, and if not, to find the plainest black robes possible: he’s just a loyal servant, after all. It's not the choosing that bothers him so much as the spotlight on choice; really he's fairly picky about what he wears day-to-day, as long as no one points out that he seems to have a preference. Kell has to cajole him into dressing up—c’mon, people are going to think I don’t treat you right—and even then he’s so unsettled by the process he just ends up telling Kell to pick something for him anyway. (He might, after too long trying on clothes, let his eyes fix on a silver-chain pendant for a moment—moonstone, set it sterling—and Kell might buy it for him, or nick it, depending on whether he likes the seller. Kell also tries to get Con to do “something nice” with “all that hair,” but Conall usually doesn’t got for it.)

🧸 - Does your muse own any sentimental objects from their past? What makes it/them so special?

Kell still has the bootknife that was his first dagger, left to him after its owner—a hard-living “old man” who, in retrospect, can’t have been more than 45 or so—fell in a meaningless little scuffle on the mountain road. It’s not a well-made or elegant thing—a heavy-bladed hunting knife, honed and sharpened down over years into a poorly balanced, oddly narrow blade that happens to fit between the joints of a knight’s full-plate—but it has a wooden handle polished to a shine by many hands, and it still serves its purpose. 

Conall has a pouch on his belt with a few things in it: a smooth river stone, a steel fishhook, a cracked and charred red gem cut for a pommel, a single dried flower, a twist of leather cord. He has no memory of what these things mean, but he takes them out sometimes to look at anyway. 

Miscellaneous Symbol Headcanons <3