#aesop carl x you

[rosemaze-reveries]

*peeks* M-May I ask for Exorcist relationship headcannons?

this one was fun 😳 since his essence storyline was never expanded on, im making everything up ⭐️ i also sprinkled in some general exorcist hcs to build off of

⚜ Exorcist was born a human and raised by demonkind. He's constantly wandering the border between both worlds, not exactly fitting in either

⚜ He was given gifts that ordinary people don't have — for example, he can traverse/manipulate dreams and see the innermost fears of others

⚜ He visits you in your dreams sometimes ^^ You only get a hazy idea of what happened after waking up, but you always remember sitting in a garden of yellow roses

⚜ You've never experienced another nightmare since you met him. It's like all of your worries have melted away 💤

⚜ His work involves eating nightmares and lulling people into a peaceful, eternal dreamland. A dreamland can be anything you'd like it to be, so he doesn't see a problem if they never wake up

⚜ Ironically, he often gets nightmares himself. He tries to hide the fact that he wakes up constantly during the night from you

⚜ But on some impossible nights, he appreciates just staying up with you ... or he'll escape to your dreams instead

⚜ Dates with him are pretty unconventional. He dislikes the intricacies of romance, so having meals together is probably the most you'll get out of him

⚜ In your opinion he's more romantic in dreams ! But how can you tell if that's actually him or just your own fantasy?

⚜ Don't expect him to be too affectionate if you stop by while he's working, especially without prior notice. He's very meticulous about his work environment

⚜ He's very curious about odd things like your pain tolerance levels or how frail your health can be. He doesn't mean any harm, he just grew up around demons-- and you're the one he's most comfortable asking these things

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

CopyCat

This was written after a match of copycat w my boyfriend. If i had a nickel for every time i lived becuz someone i knew was the killer, i would have two nickels which isnt a lot

Rated Mature | Warning: Aesop just Aesop

The game supposedly is simple, they said that about Tarot and Blackjack which is not easy! You have the role of Detective, you… Honestly, you do not understand how you are supposed to find clues as everyone is running around doing something to their assigned goals. You find the tasks are easy but finding them is not, as you partially know your way around this creepy unsettling map… Not that you get many matches here.

“What are you doing?” Aesop says from behind you as you are refolding the towels after obtaining a rag… You have no idea why the task wants you to find a rag. You look up from your crouch form and smile.

“My tasks.” Thinking nothing of it, “You?”

“Checking on you. I saw you run in here. You shouldn't be alone.”

“I wasn't at first. Norton was here until Luca passed by then he said he was gonna go check on him.” Standing up after putting everything back in place, “You want to see the piano with me?” Offering to stick close with the Embalmer.

“Yes.” He takes your hand, a first for you, and guides you to the church room with the piano.

Here he watches you attempt the task of playing a few piano notes. His eyes are not on you but on Norton who is hiding a body in another room as quietly as possible. You mess up and retry giving the perfect opportunity for the copycat to hide crime (after quickly killing Luca between the music playing).

“I swear Frederick makes this look easy. Fucking three times…” Finally done, “Aesop?” Turned to get up only to be greeted by his face up close filling your field of view.

He is closer in your personal space with his hand on top of the piano to hold himself in place above you, “(Name),” His eyes on your face then your lips, “A kiss.”

You stare at him completely flustered as Aesop is not the type to always ask for physical affection, you seek it more so from him while respecting his boundaries. You grip the edge of the seat, his finger hooked over the top of his medical mask. To anyone else this is nothing but to you it has you open your mouth ready to question but Aesop is quick to silence any words. His lips on yours without the mask are rare, his tongue in your mouth only happened once but the sensation was too much.

You grab his shoulders as one hand is on your thigh and the other behind your neck keeping you in place as he kisses you. You crumble easily, of course you do, you love Aesop, and anything he gives you is treasured— As he does with you. Your eyes close as you return the kiss the best way you can give the only other person is Joseph who honestly plays with you like a cat to a mouse.

Aesop is demanding your focus on his kiss, stealing your air before you can get it back between kisses. You do not see his eye is on Norton who hid the body and now is leaving to distance himself from the crime scene.

When Aesop pulls his lips away, he realizes he can taste the flower cake you were sharing with Emma before the match. Licking his lips noticing kissing you this way was not bad.

“A-Aesop…” You are completely a mess while he looks completely fine. “Uh… Wow.”

“Sorry,” Pulling back up his mask, “Thought it would make you feel better.”

“Huh… Oh! Yeah, heh, it made me honestly forget what I was upset about haha.” You wish he did not stop and take you on the piano like some scene in a periodic TV show, which reminds you he does have that one outfit…

“Emergency meeting called by the Fire Investigator!”

The announcement is loud from the old speakers.

Everyone is going over clues as the spotlights shift between each player. Aesop is quiet. You are antsy and keep playing the kiss over and over in your head, going a little past kissing.

“(Name)?” Emily's voice makes you snap back to reality, “What were you doing during the time of the murder?”

Without thinking, “Kissing Aesop.” You say than panic, “Doing a task in the piano room then kissing Aesop!”

Silence… “So that clears them…” Says Edgar who sighs.

You mouth sorry to Aesop who sits across you but he looks rather pleased with himself.

When the meeting ends, no one is voted out, you go back to doing your task. No piano but you need to go paint? More like tracing what is painted there already.

Aesop walks by you while following Victor, he glares at Norton who is going to strike you but raises his hands as if he is joking.

Next emergency meeting, Edgar is voted out after trying to blame Florian for the death of Victor. Poor Charles found the body.

You really hate this game is literally Among Us from your time, or that other game Town of Salem. It feels rather fucked up given how after this each person has to depend on each other in matches.

“Are you okay?” Aesop asks after the second meeting.

“Yeah, just… This game would be better for the hunters. At least they don't have to rely on each other.”

“Why?”

“This is a game of lies. Lying to one another, the accuser and the accused. I can't tell who to trust or who to be alone with I—” His hands on your face as to center you with the cold texture on your heating face.

“Do you trust me?”

In your frazzled state, “Yes.”

“Good. Nothing is going to happen to you.” Aesop would rather kill you himself but you are going to be last. The others are a problem, especially Charles, “Stay in plain sight.” And you do.

The Detectives win because you love doing tasks… You are definitely a bit scared of Aesop as he lied to you yet kept his word. You weren't harmed even though it cost the copycats the match.

The kiss is not letting you stay mad at him.

[heartshapedbubble]

omg i was answering this req and when i saved it to my drafts I COULDN'T EDIT IT??? so i deleted it in hopes to remake it BUT THE ASK WAS GONE fuck you tumblr :(( im so sorry anon you know who you are

aesop carl, qi shiyi and frederick kreiburg w/ a singer s/o hcs⚰️🪈🎼

aesop carl⚰️

...you'd have to do most of the initiation with him. aesop carl is not impolite, not at all, but the crippling anxiety overcoming him makes it hard to go beyond a "hello" or any other introduction. he has a lot of nice things to say to you, romantic even, but during the first couple of months you'll have to basically yank them out of him

aesop is horrible with words, and would rather just hide away and hope you notice how he feels about you. in his eyes, the simple things he does with you - small talk, exchanges of handkerchiefs and drinks by the table, midnight walks when everyone's asleep - are acts of confessing his love. to him, trust equals love, and love equals assistance and communication.

something that he's even more afraid, though, is singing. talking can be quiet, unnoticeable, blending in with everyday noises, but singing is always noticeable. the change of pitch can be caught even by an untrained ear, and the ensuing confrontation, to him, is terrifying.

you fascinate him, a lot. unlike him, you're not afraid to set your voice free, letting it echo through the room and spin around you like a ribbon. kind of like an aura, it attracts passerbys and always leaves them standing in awe, even if it's just for a minute. that kind of confidence is impressive, and he himself finds it rather enchanting.

as you train your voice on the podium, enjoying yourself and twirling around in your flowy robes as if there's nobody around, the last thing that's on your mind right now is a potential secret admirer somewhere nearby. the secret admirer being aesop, of course. he's crouching in one of the loges, partly sick to the stomach because someone might walk in on - or even worse, you may notice - him, partly enjoying your outstanding performance.

qi shiyi🪈

she thinks you two make for a pretty nice duet ;)

you two clash at moments, as she enjoys and is used to the more "formal" arts such as opera and your field of interest is musicals, but overall she's enarmored by your talent and your charisma. jazz, rock, ballad or aria, a strong voice does not go unnoticed.

once she softens up to you, you'll notice just how much she enjoys your voice. as you comb her hair, she asks you to sing something for her. when you two are fast asleep, her head is on your chest, listening to your soft hums as she's lulled to sleep. calls you her songbird as she wraps her arm around your waist and spins you around in your brand new costume.

here and there she'll dust off her old flute and play a nostalgic melody or two. it's even better when enrichened with your singing, and it motivates her to jump back on her feet and do a little three-step as she plays

frederick kreiburg🎼

he's not a wunderkind, but being surrounded by music from a young age he has quite the trained ear. he can quickly differentiate between a powerful mezzosoprano and a rich, dark alto. a lot of insinuations and jokes have been made behind your back about how you two are perfect for each other, but he just rolls his eyes, not bothering with empty gossip.

thanks to the unisolated manor walls, at one point he'll hear some vocal exercises coming from your room

am i losing my mind again? he thinks to himself, looking around in wonder. he stays in the hallway for a little longer, trying to find the source of this haunting voice - and it will take time, oh, indeed, but eventually he'll knock on your door and unintentionally kick off your relationship

as expected, he enjoys playing alongside you. motivating him to crack his knuckles and sit in front of the piano again is hard, but the both of you know your irresistible smile will not leave him any other choice....

mostly picks out german lieder from his collection of sheet music, but of course, adapts to your wishes - something more energetic works great as a warm up

he's the happiest when he performs alongside you on the podium. nothing makes his face light up like when he watches you sing from behind the piano, gesturing towards the audience and slowly dancing to the composition unraveled by his fingers, basking under the golden spotlight.

[sandwichfordinner]

Since requests are open can I have a one shot of Aesop with a fem reader getting a bride and groom skin please ?

Aesop with a female!reader getting a bride and groom skin

Of course! It didn’t really turn like an oneshot which I am terribly sorry 😭

Artist: _void_void_0

Emil and Ada weren’t the only couple in the manor, of course it was you and Aesop. He was always so gentle with you, he is not that loud type of partner , in fact he is the quiet and calm one. You are that person that always talks and Aesop always listens, and his only responses are nods or hums.

He never leaves your sight even in rough times , he is that type of guy that tries his best to calm you down even most of the times he fails. He doesn’t really like being touched, but when there are times like those he tries to hold your hand or tries to hug you not awkwardly. But he is so sweet!

Emil and Ada’s white day skins were announced for their anniversary, which was very sweet , but surprisingly you and Aesop got one too. It was a bride and a groom skin which maybe have made Emil and Ada jealous. They sure got one too but not a bride or groom!

Both of you and Aesop were shocked. You didn’t expect for the both of you to have this kind of skins??

You looked back at Aesop and he was froze in place, you could see a little bit of red on his cheeks.

You laughed at his reaction , snapping him from his thoughts. He looked at you confused and red at the same time.

,,Oh I love these, I can’t wait to match with my partner!’’

You said to make him blush even more, which of course did and looked down from shyness.

He even had an accessory that has a carry animation - bridal style.

Most of the times he couldn’t take his eyes off you.. You were just so stunning!

A thing that happened in a match. Both of you were running to the exit gate, and the hunter chasing behind you two and Aesop does this. He picks you up quickly and runs towards the exit gate a little faster, making you blush really deeply. He indeed is strong , of course because he is an embalmer.

After the match he was a panting mess. He put you down se he can catch his breath. This made you worry for him , and sat him down on one of the old wooden chairs, quickly going to the kitchen for water.

As you returned you saw him getting more and more calmer but he looked like he needed to drink some water. You gave him the glass of water which he accepted, removed his mask and drank.

After that he looked really tired. Man he ran so fast just so you don’t get hurt , what a gentleman. He is indeed the one and only man you will marry in the future. He thought the same too.

[blvb]

Makeup

I am right now doing my makeup, and I have an idea. The embalmer doing your makeup, like practicing, for fun or just you're not doing it correctly. 

(like me it's just a mess and don't let me start with nail polish, it's everywhere.)

so I might do some writing later about this idea and might also with the brain freeze.

[crylbun]

I dont need to say more

[scenesniper]

You are my hero 😭 as a nonbinary afab person, I feel like almost all fanfics are meant for cis women. If it’s alright, could I request sfw &/or nsfw headcanons for Aesop please? It’s totally okay if not, thank you for your posts regardless 💜

☆ aesop carl ; general sfw & nsfw headcanons

pairing / aesop carl x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / possession, jealous themes, dacryphilia, overstimulation, mutual & guided masturbation, clothed fingering, mentions of being sex obsessed

word count / 1,346 words

author's note / thank you anon, i'm honored to know that you seen with my works! i went a bit far while writing this and i'm honestly shocked as i thought i didn't write as much.

SFW

☆ aesop carl is a quiet, reserved man. he keeps to himself, something that everyone knows all too well. he’s neat and tidy, nothing is ever misplaced as long as it’s aesop carl’s belongings. visitors would visit the mortuary and the sight of aesop being in charge was considered to be a blessing in that little town, a good sign as yours or your loved one’s will would be properly passed on by his respectable hands.

☆ meeting you and getting to know you, he’s unsure on what to think of you as. you’re just an inexplicable mystery to him. in fact, there’ll probably be times where he would believe what he feels for you is loathing.

☆ if you’re quiet, he’ll still think of you as annoying albeit he’s fond to those silent. if you’re loud and chatty, he’ll want to just shut up and imagine you still and dead but then felt uncomfortable with the idea of you dead, a thought he’s unfamiliar with.

☆ he will find your presence more bearable over time but would keep to himself, only truly looking at you in the distance. he wouldn’t pursue you per se, it would start off slow, aesop believing he’s involving himself in your life with the occasional nod and a greeting regarding the time of day (which only happens little often as aesop doesn’t want to admit, he yearns for an emotional connection with you).

☆ if by a miracle, he shows a bit of himself to you, take that opportunity as fast as you can as he’s fast to hide back in his shell. aesop is a listener. if you have a lot to say, he’ll listen despite not being very interested in what people tend to say, he’ll hyperfocus on you. if you’re not much of a talker, he enjoys your silent company. he’s not very fond of small talk, he prefers long and detailed conversations with depth.

☆ aesop randomly thinking about you during his day, whether it’s when he’s doing his job or he’s out late at night with little to no energy but a mere little lunch, that’s when he knows that there is something about you that his subconscious just desires. aesop is a possessive and easily jealous man but even he, himself does not acknowledge that. he feels entitled over you.

☆ getting to date aesop carl, you will have to be very patient as he prefers having it at his pace. it’ll start off with his shoulders brushing against yours, a quick glance at your direction, discreetly holding your wrist. you seriously questioned if he even liked you.

☆ aesop is a private man and is not a big fan of intimacy or public displays of affection. he hasn’t touched many people in his life, minus the dead bodies that he has to attend to. so for that very reason, he’s highly sensitive to the touch of another.

☆ once he does get a bit more comfortable (which will still take quite some more time), he’s prone to being easily flustered by you and your actions. if you got too impatient by his advances and started to lead the relationship, he gets very flustered by avoiding your gaze and covering his mouth, inadvertently unaware that he’s wearing a face covering.

☆ kissing with aesop is like a quick dream. not that it’s heavenly, but it goes by so far you can barely register anything of it and question what it even was. at first, he’ll give you quick pecks on the lips and call it a day. as you grow closer with him, those quick pecks would turn into needy kisses for you.

☆ he needs to feel you, skin to skin. your warmth and your little quiver, memorize the shape of your lips and mold his mouth with yours. he’s an absolute messy kisser (and not that very good with it). he’ll try to reciprocate your actions if you try your best to amend his awkward kissing but it’s all for naught. aesop is a fast learner and will learn but when he wants you, no, needs you, and you’re looking at him with that beautiful look that he so loves. he’s just going to go in with no thoughts attached behind it.

NSFW

☆ aesop isn’t the kind to touch himself, really, he’s never paid attention to his physical needs. never having anything to really think about while touching himself, he found it completely dull and tiring. until you, his muse. he’ll pleasurably touch himself to thought of you inside the confines of his bedroom with only a singular candle, its’ light dying away deep in the night. the guilt questionable as he got off more to how disrespectful he felt.

☆ having sex with aesop, he sees sex as something so intimate that it should only be kept in the bedroom and the bedroom only. he will be viewing your body more of like an examination as he does with corpses, his gaze not timid. he’ll touch the areas he’s expecting reactions from you and drag his gloved finger on your body, just for you to squirm over his cold touch.

☆ he’s average in size, it’s skinny but he does know how to use it. he loves doing all sorts of positions with you, each night a new position. he wants to feel all sorts of intimacy with you in every way possible. he loves to pin your hands above your head, your wrists would over time begin to strain from the pressure he’s giving your wrists.

☆ if you wear lipstick, he loves it plastered all over his collar. he finds it so appealing. he absolutely loves tears in the bedroom and god does he have an orgasm fixation. cry for him, whine for him, beg for him. gasp his name and hold him tight by his shoulders or grip his thighs. he loves to wipe your tears. “shh darling.. you’re so good so far.”

☆ mutual and guided masturbation. he loves being enchanted by the sight of you, staring at him in such a vulnerable state. he can’t contain himself, he has to touch himself as well. he loves guided masturbation for both ways, especially you directing him where he can and where he can’t touch to those areas that needs the most attention. he loves to be in control of your autonomy in this way, hearing you beg him. it’s serene.

☆ he doesn’t like the being all sweaty and your heated bodies touching one another so most of the overstimulating is from him fingering you. he does it with his gloves, in a trance every time he sees your essence staining his clothed fingers by the end of it every night. he loves to admire your cum seeping out but quickly tries to clean it up with his fingers as he’s not a big fan of the mess.

☆ once aesop has felt and got sex on his mind, he’s going to be completely sex obsessed. he’s always thinking about you with little to no clothing, in a cute little lace lingerie. those are the thoughts that’s been keeping him going after a tiring day at work. all he can think about is him being inside you, his fingers on your body and inside that perfect spot that he knows will have your back arching every time.

☆ aftercare with aesop is him always cleaning up. there will always be a bath followed immediately after he finishes changing the sheets and wiping your body off, preferably bathing together as he feels after a physically charged act with one another, this simple act of familiarity makes it feel more like he’s living.

☆ after the bath, he will rest in bed with you either being up for a few more minutes thinking about the littlest of things and salvage the importance of this memory. he’ll lean in with a forehead kiss, for the first few moments in his life, he’s finally content with his life. “rest well, doll.”

[kohabielnin]

Helo,hello , I really really enjoy your Truth and inference series, and I'm so happy that your request box is open.

/*excited noises

Can I request the whole truth and inference cast reacting to a modern reader?(I really think there should be more idv x modernreader fictions),thank you, thank you.😘

Of course, I love exploring more of the T&I universe so it always excites me to be asked something about

D.M/Désire Mélodis

• When he discovered it, it was as if a million new possibilities had appeared to him,

• If with the knowledge of the time, it was already dangerous, with modern knowledge then...

• Everyone realized that he was treating you better than he treated others, just so he wouldn't lose you to Mr. Inference,

• Tuberose got a little jealous when he realized that D.M was treating you well and Gatto was deeply afraid of that,

• Passing on the knowledge you have to D.M can be one of the most dangerous things to do, you can't predict what this man will do,

• In general, even though he has ulterior motives for you, he seems to treat you well because he wants to, not to get information out of you, he is a real mystery

Noir/Saphir Mélodis

• He found this extremely interesting when he learned,

• Just as he found it interesting, the concern came in threefold,

• He doesn't want D.M to find out for fear of what his brother might do to you,

• Crimson also helps you hide your secret, since according to herself, nothing will stop her from treating you like a little sister,

• Sometimes, out of curiosity, Noir asks what things are like in the modern world and never ceases to be surprised by his answers,

• According to him, he would love to see how everything will turn out, but he knows he won't live long enough for that, so he is content just listening to their stories

Gatto/Aesop Carl

• First he was shocked, then excited, and finally confused,

• What would a person from the future be doing in the past, he thought, but the excitement of learning new things about chemistry was greater,

• He asked, even in a shy way, for you to teach everything you knew about medicine and modern chemistry,

• I can say that I have never seen a Gatto as excited as he was while you explained and demonstrated everything you knew to him,

• Even Cat was fascinated by his knowledge after making a delicious salmon dish that she had never even dreamed of trying before,

• You and Gatto made a promise that this would be your secret and no one else would know

Mr. Inference/Naib Subedar

• He was very excited for several reasons and one of them was that with his knowledge of his time, he would get evidence to put D.M behind bars,

• Lady Truth scolded him for thinking about using you to get rid of D.M, then he apologized to you,

• To make up for what he wanted to do, he bought you a basket of sweets which he shared with White and Lady Truth,

• You taught Mr. Inference everything you knew out of your own free will and he learned much faster than you imagined,

• For him, meeting you was like a blessing from the gods, after all, even if you weren't someone from modern times, you were still a great companion for him and his friends, so he felt grateful for that

White/Saphir Mélodis

• When you felt comfortable telling him, it was his happiest day, even though he already knew,

• Every fraction of a second, this boy asked a different question,

• Even though it was tiring answering so many questions, seeing his surprised and interested look, it was worth all the tiredness,

• Whenever you finish answering his questions, q he will say that I would love to be able to see with my own eyes what you are talking about,

• Even if it feels sad in your chest to hear him say that and know it's a lie, you still smile and say, who knows...

• Of course he notices that you are sad and showers you with affection, after all, for him, seeing your sad face is worse than death

[sleepy-fiction]

Aesop Carl x Victor Grantz NSFW

A series of letters between Aesop and Victor detailing their desire for each other.

tgs: NSFW, ejaculations, dirty talk, oneshot, sexting

an: This is incredibly freaky, too freaky. it's a little gross bc both Aesop and Victor cream on one of the letters, but I'm sure none of you would really mind that (yes there are visuals). Enjoy the fic!

>>>>

Dear, Mr. Grantz,

Can you not feel it? My desire for you burns off the pages and beckons you near. Your lovely blond hair, those sweet eyes of yours. Verily, I say, fall for me swiftly. And verily, I profess, my bed will be warm and awaiting you.

Yours truly,

Aesop Carl

the penmanship is pristine, the typical manner Aesop Carl writes; only except a couple 'i's and 't's are not crossed (an unusual manner for Aesop Carl).

Dear, Sir Carl

What has come upon you tonight? Is this about dinner? Surely, I thought you despised me. Your eyes burned me under your ferocious stare, even Miss Lester noticed. But here instead you profess... Strange things. You had too much to drink at dinner tonight...

Tell me. Just tell me.

What do you wish--##//

######// to do##m//

What would you like to do to me?

Eagerly Awaiting,

Victor Grantz

The penmanship trembles. The letter is messy with sentences scratched out and run over. It was as if Victor rewrote his sentence over and over, too embarrassed to send it at first, but eventually overcoming his fear.

Dear, Mr. Grantz

Mr. Grantz, my loins beg for your company. I will lay you beneath me, running those gloved hands that you adore down your body. I will undress you and smother you bare with my hasty lips. My tongue will become your servant, and my lips will only know your praises.

You do not hate this, do you?

Yours Truly,

Aesop Carl

>>>

Dear, Sir Carl

My. ##/. I was not aware you thought of me like this. Neither was I aware of this side of you.

Dear me. // Sir Carl, you. What else. What else will you do to me.

Eagerly Awaiting,

Victor Grantz

The letter is crinkled, and the handwriting is rushed.

Dearest, Victor Grantz

I will touch you; ignite you erect under the moonlight. I will taste you from your beginnings to your peak. I will introduce myself to your perky bosom and nip them until they stand alert and sore. I will familiarize myself with your walls, and create a map of your insides with my fingers. Sin itself will become my name, and evil are my intentions with you. Even now, I am stiff from writing these things alone. This is utter blasphemy, but you were never religious, were you?

Eternally yours,

Aesop Carl

The words are closer together, written with quick, rough lines. He's passionate, and Victor's aware of this shift.

Dear, Sir Carl

Sir Carl. Sir Carl.

No words can describe what I am feeling. I'm sorry. I.Aesop, I cannot create a good enough response for you.

######///-/##_

###=//me.

I am sorry for these subpar letters. I have an inquiry to make, and I pray that you spare me of your judgment. Mr. Carl, will you put your .

penis inside of me?

Eagerly Awaiting,

Victor Grantz.

>>>

Dear, Victor Grantz

You amuse me so.

Yes, my dear duckling, I will. I will thrust so deep inside of you until you become undone until your throat has no choice but to voice your squeaks. My filthy penis alone could cure you from your eternal silence; and now knowing this, would you like a taste?

Not a lot of men are aware that they, too, can be pleasured like women. How does my dearest duckling know? Do tell me, Victor, do you play with yourself down there? Tell me how you do it. Tell me how you like to be pleasured.

Eagerly Awaiting,

Aesop Carl

>>>

Dear, Mr. Carl

Aesop, it would be no use to detail my self-pleasurerituals. We cannot see each other. yet. You know the rules. Don't torture me, I have always been faint of heart. I have awoken now, and it's uncomfortable to sit still. My feet long to run to you, and I pray you to do unto me all the manner of things you have written here. Even more than that.

I want to be exasperated beneath you. I cannot restrain myself any longer.

Let me get a taste, cure me of my eternal silence. Take pride that my first words will be your name.

Mr. Carl, I am touching myself.

Victor's penmanship is rushed now, the words are closed together and the strokes are intense. Much like Aesop, he's succumb to his passion. [note: Victor is still mute, they're just talking freaky]

Dear, Victor

You poor little duckling. It's foul manners to not sign off on a letter. Have I riled you too intensely? That you have forgotten your virtue, that you have defiled your very calling as a postman?

You amuse me. Touch yourself slowly, no matter how much you squeal. As you ride your high, speed it up. This is the manner I have been pleasuring myself as I write. I will spill my semen on these pages. Do not think for a moment that I will not.

Dearest Victor. Though this manner confines us, it will not. for long. IWillDevour you.

My d \\\---

uckling.

Eternally Yours,

Aesop Carl

The letter has a single shot of cum laying in the middle of the page. Without even reading it, it's the first thing that's noticeable in Aesop's letter. It was smeared while it was folded soaking up the page around it and leaving an interestingly sticky sensation as it was opened. Aesop's pen seems to swerve off the page, the handwriting jagged and dangerous. But his next word is written back pristine, such as his closing. Victor knew, Aesop reached his climax while writing the last word.

Oddly, Aesop found his letter was returned to him corrected with a red pen. And even more strangely, more unexplainable spots were returned with the letter.

[rockstvrdotcom]

can you write idv aesop x reader please nsfw please

☦︎☬☤// "pretty lil' doll"

AESOP CARL X FEM! READER NSFW

WTF APRIL 13 I CANT BELIEVE I NEVER SAW THIS WTF IM SO SORRYYY </3

tw/cw: bondage, overstimulation, pet names, praise, hickeys, oral sex

guys rhis is gonna be a lil sweet a lil cute ykwim

"fuck.. you taste so good, doll" aesop mumbled before resuming to eating you out. he's been sucking and licking at your soaked pussy for hours now, your legs hoisted up on his shoulders.

tears of overstimulation prickled at the corner of your eyes, mouth open and dry. your gaze shifted to aesop who was happily enjoying his meal and palming himself through his pants.

you wanted to grip the sheets— but your hands were tied to the headboard above you. you panted as you watched him finally pull away from your sopping cunt.

you sighed in relief, thinking it was over until he began to leave butterfly kisses all over your inner thighs; kisses turned into nibbles— nibbles turned into hickeys.

aesop then got up, pulling his pants and boxers down just enough so that his cock can spring out. "aesop- please, it's too much-" before you could finish he shushed you.

"it's ok, my love. surely you can take more right? be a good girl for me." he cooed, smiling a sickly sweet smile. you nodded, his sweet words going straight down to your pussy.

he lined up his tip with your entrance, sliding it up and down your slit. after a while, he finally pushed his dick in you. a moan escaped your throat, your back arching. you were still sensitive from before. "fuck, (y/n)... you're so warm.." he whispered. he began to thrust in and out, his thumb drawing circles with your clit that was still soaked in his saliva.

sounds of skin against skin and the bed creaking filled the room. you whimpered with each time his tip made contact with your cervix.

you clenched and tightened around him. you moaned, able to feel the veins etched into his dick. he leaned down, slowing down his pace a little and kissing you all over your neck.

you tugged at the leather belt that held your hands together, wanting to tug at aesops hair. he undid the belt then flipped you over— quickly thrusting back inside of you; this time more rougher and faster than before. you cried out in pleasure, gripping the sheets.

you could feel him throbbing inside you; a sign he was close, and so were you— but you were closer. and he could tell. he picked up his pace, going deeper and deeper inside of you with each thrust even when you thought it wasn't possible anymore.

your vision went blank, a loud moan came out of you. aesop groaned when he felt you spasm around him, bringing him closer to his own release. you buried your face in the pillows, your hips thrusting back into aesops; riding out your high.

shortly after, you felt him cum inside of you. you whimpered, bathing in the feeling of being full. he laid down next to you, cock still inside of you.

he stroked your hair and played with it, leaving gentle kisses on your shoulders and up, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

feedback is appreciated!

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Hello! If it's alright with you, I'd just like to request a short blurb with Norton, Alva, and Aesop maybe? (my faves are showing 😞 LMAO) with a kiss currency scene, very silly really, like Alva asking to borrow a book and reader's all like 'Oh no mister that comes for a price, since you're my s/o I'll give you a discount' or "give me something you forgot this morning" and stuff,,,, I'm not really good at constructing my words sorry 😭😭

It got thirsty ngl and i changed norton to FG cuz i think doing a 'kiss tax', aesop i think came out the best lol

Rated: Explicit | Warning: fool's gold part

There is a refreshing quality about you, something that makes him proud of his appearance. The older man is no narcissist; it is simply the joy one has when their partner sees them as beautiful as the day they fell in love—Alva knows this feeling well and has experienced it twice: with Herman, his wife, and now you.

You are like a summer breeze from the shoreline, warm but not too much. You cling to his skin and caress him out of his thoughts when necessary. Yet, you are like a storm at times with your chaotic ways, never with malice, you are different. Different times, different mindsets, different clothing; you are both fascinating and confusing while giving hope about a future.

Apostle likes you, Ann is growing to accept you given the cat likes you, and Luca “matches your vibes” (strange wording you said) meaning you both are friends.

There are details about Alva taking note of, mannerisms, wants, and needs; the way you smile at him with your fingers walking up his leg while you flirt with him.

Private life with you is an adventure, makes him feel young again.

Alva finds himself enjoying the attention you give when alone, you respect he is a private person and he respects you like touching him— Not always sexually! You just like holding his hand, laying on him, or playing with his hair. When you want to be intimate, you make a game of it. It is your way of hinting to him your needs while giving him a chance to either encourage or inform you he cannot give at the moment.

His master encourages the idea of a family with you in Alva's dreams.

Today, you are as mischievous as a cat toying with the strings of a shoe, seeking attention though pretending to be innocent and clueless; while trying not to giggle. A nervous tick of yours is cute, a great way to know when he is going except your playfulness to turn into something more. Alva's hand plays with the ends of your hair as you reach (and he leads down) to kiss him.

First kiss price. A kissing toll for you helping him around his room. You like performing acts of service, it is your love language with him along with calling him handsome and other things.

Second kiss price. You kissed his hand starting from the tips of his fingers to his wrists. You often tell him you like his hands.

Third kiss price. Alva is gripping the edge of his desk as he sits on the edge of it, his free hand gripping your hair as your lips are around his cock. Usually, Alva is not one for you giving him— He much prefers to have his mouth on you, a simple preference and one you do not complain about given he is really good with his mouth. It is a treat to be doing this and Alva is the type to tell you if he wants something or not.

When he pulls your head back, his cum spilling on your chin and chest, you look up to see his blushing cheeks and his mouth slightly open from heavy breathing.

If you have photographic memory you are keeping this in your mental album of Mr. Lorenz looking so fucking hot.

“Let me lick it off at least.” Alva understands why you want to but he knows that your hormones are speaking because the taste of cum is not your favorite thing— You like him though, a lot. “Thanks for the pearl necklace.” Being flirty. “Alva!” Whining as he starts cleaning you up your face.

You never play the game of price paid with a kiss with Norton. Never felt right given what you know the Prospector has done in his past; as he fought to survive, doing anything for a coin. You will kiss him freely, assure him that what he wants can be asked for without a cost.

Fool’s Gold is different, very different.

The living embodiment of Greed, the way it twists and corrupts, he lacks the morals or humanity his survivor self does. He likes to make you gamble between your life and others’ lives, and being the good person you are… You choose the one for the many.

“A kiss is your price.”

You frown then sigh as you go to open his worn worker's pants given he has said that and he did not mean his lips.

“Oh, no, no, not this time, my diamond.”

You are confused as leans down to actually kiss you, his lips in an oddly sweet way. It throws you off, having you step back immediately though not too far as his deformed hand keeps you from escaping. The vibration of his laugh is felt as his body carries the sound, the way he eyes your confused face, quick to capture your lips once more. This time his tongue slips into your mouth and his other hand is holding your face in place with his gloved solidified hand, the pressure on your jaw making sure you don't close your mouth.

Fool’s Gold, Norton, has most of his human qualities yet key parts of him are not human. His body for sure as he can reshape himself at will (his cock included), and his tongue is not pink but black and longer than a human touch. You are going to choke on it as literally is fucking your mouth with it.

The lack of non-mineral smelling air is making your head spin, your hands on his large wrist as he has his fun with your mouth. He only lets go when the echoing bell announces the first few minutes of the match has passed. You cough as he pulls away to stand at his full height with that sly grin on his face.

“Not bad there, canary.” A fucked up nickname given what miners used those birds for. You wipe the corner of your mouth where some drool slips out, your cheeks burn from unintentional arousal and from lack of air.

“Whatever.” Voice cracked a bit before you cleared it.

That defiance of yours reminds him of himself, those unpleasant ways to get what he needed at any cost. Money was not always exchanged for his way to slip into the cave off working hours. He wants to keep pushing until he breaks you, puts you under the weight that broke and rebuilt him.

“Remember our deal.”

“And what if I said the price went up, hmm?” You look terrified then upset, “Oh, don't get too excited!” Sarcasm as he laughs again, “Don't worry, this bought you a tie.”

You won't push your luck or sanity to try to get him to give a four-man win.

Aesop is not too fond of exchanging bodily fluids, especially when it means ingesting it (cum). Kissing is not bad as he can use his mask; lips on lips took time to be comfortable with and only went as far as pressing his lips on yours. A cute kiss, you like it! Then as the relationship progresses, Aesop grows both comfortable and curious, and you get a kiss you were not expecting from him.

A French kiss (somewhere you think Joseph and Mary are judging the name of this kiss).

The copycat match kiss left you flustered for a week and Joseph had let you fall apart in joy in his room (he did not pay attention). Aesop did not repeat the kiss but there was a cockiness you have never seen him have, a sort of pride to knowing he had you so wrapped around his finger— Of course, he knows you love him but the desire is different and you were going to explode with how hot and bothered you were post-match.

“Kiss.” He taps your lips, “For following my instructions well.” You are swooning and willing to do more work for kisses. Aesop’s lips are soft and taste of mint and vanilla, he likely made his lip wax for this occasion. His fingers, the material of his gloves make you aware of your burning face, eyes taking in the sight of you. You look completely enamored, enchanted by him and his actions, it is like you worship him. He only is the caretaker of the dead, yet like the old Gods of death you told him about, you give him your love with judgment or fear.

“Good work.” This time the kiss lingers and you let out a small moan unintentionally, “Keep going.” The encouragement is followed by you listing all the necessary items needed to embalm during this century. You took a Thanatology class once.

Another kiss and this time it is just like the kiss during copycat, better as his hands hold you by your waist and your arms are around him. You are a mess why the time he stops, grey eyes looking then he takes your lips again. It lasted longer this time, a little more heated as hands slid down your waist to be behind you.

You both are out of breath when the need to breathe becomes unbearable, your hands playing with his hair as his hands are on your ass trying to keep you close to his body.

“Aesop.” You smile at him, “We can stop here.”

“We can,” His forehead against yours, “I want to touch you.”

You felt like you might just explode, “Okay.” Aesop chuckled at how you buried your face in his shoulder when his leg slipped between yours. The slightest pressure makes you very aware of how sensitive you are right now.

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HELLO EVERFYNYAN

can i request ganji and aesop with a modern s/o hcs who listens to lofi and/or rnb to help them unwind after a match? just like helps their mind and body slow down after such a high-stress and high-tension situation..

HARROOOO ^_^ of course!!!!!

ganji gupta and aesop carl with an s/o who listens to rnb/lofi hcs🏏⚰️

ganji gupta🏏

ganji is not someone who's ultra picky about music tbh

like, if something is new to him he might be confused or intrigued at first, but he comes to terms with it quite quickly

when it's you who's relaxing after a match, then he always tags along😭 just spawns in your room and plops down on the bed by your side, inching closer to you and fulfilling his duty of The Big Spoon™

he doesn't even notice when you turn on the music tbh??? like he's so accustomed to the already relaxing atmosphere of your room that the noise just blends in

the fact that he's half asleep from the second he lays near you really doesn't help it

you'll have to point it out to him.... he's a bit eepy but he will comment on the music, saying it's quite good

he likes old rnb the most! he really, really likes the gospel/soul roots it has. something leaning towards jazz, like sade, might really suit him

not a music nerd as expected so if you go on and show him some streams/playlist he won't say much other than "mhm/nice/yeah?/that's neat" etc. but he still enjoys the quality time

+ and the fact that you're showing him something you're passionate about :)))))))) he's always willing to learn even if he doesn't have much knowledge on music in the first place

for him, as long as it sounds pleasant to his ears, it's good music

aesop carl⚰️

aesop, on the other hand, is VERY picky

he doesn't listen to music much but when he does, everything has to be perfect. noise cancelling headphones? on. equalizer? adjusted to a T. volume? not too loud, but not too quiet either.

in conclusion he's not a fan of anything loud lol. i do think that, out of music, he would really like classical music (i'd say like...romanticism or classicism? maybe add a few modern composers into the mix) and goth music (bauhaus enjoyer aesop real don't @ me) .... you can't really miss with good old dvořak and goth music, on the other hand, is quite calming to him, he really enjoys the vocals and the lyricism

so he'll come into your room, finally finding enough strength to tag along with you after a match, and actually be pleasantly suprised!

might not fit his style or his usual repertoire, but he has to admit it's quite calming

and it does put him at ease of some kind... i mean, it can't be bad if it's not extremely loud, right?

i think he might like reading with lo-fi in the background cccc:

when he's not using his trusty headphones he prefers analog music... poor aesop will go and ask you if there's any purchaseable lo-fi vinyls out there lol

he'd be very interested in exchanging music recommendations w/ you!!! link him some of your favourite songs and he'll hand you some of his favourite vinyls/lps c:

[snootysnoots]

-Flowers For My One & Only (IDV x Reader)-

-Luca Balsa-

Giving Luca flowers would make him flustered. He never really received flowers before and getting them from you made him so happy. He had such a silly smile on his face.

He made sure to put them in a vase with water. And each time he stared at the flowers, he couldn’t help but smile. 

He made sure to get you something too, whether it was a batch of flowers or some jewelry.

-Aesop Carl-

Giving Aesop flowers left him confused. To him, flowers were given to those who were deceased or their family. So he was very confused when given the flowers. Aesop knew he hadn't lost anyone recently and knew he wasn't dead, so what were these for?

After you told him why you gave him the flowers, he kind of just paused and stared. He was grateful but unsure of what to do, he never really received a gift before, or flowers for that matter.

But that didn't stop him from taking care of the flowers until death made them depart. He assembled a funeral for them when they fully died.

-Mike Morton-

He was jumping up and down when you gave them to him, he just couldn't stop smiling. He kissed you all over your face and said thank you after each kiss.

He made sure to give you flowers as well, he wanted his significant other to feel appreciated too. He probably made you a flower crown.

If he had the skin "Cunning" on, he probably took his top hat off and reached inside to give you a batch of colorful flowers. He has been waiting for this moment, the flowers were starting to wither so you knew he has been waiting to give you them.

-”Nightmare”-

He low-key would try to eat them. You had to pull the flowers away from him and explain to him that they are a gift. 

He was grateful, but he probably still tried to eat them. It took a few more tries before he stopped trying to eat them. You had to wrestle the big bitch to make him stop.

He did put them in a vase...but he probably didn't put water in it so the flowers died pretty fast.

He did write you a poem though as a form of thank you, he even nuzzled with you.

It has been so long since I’ve posted and I’ve been meaning to write for my boys. Originally I wasn’t gonna add “Nightmare” or Mike, but I thought it would be funny and I had ideas so I went for it. Have a nice day/night/afternoon!

[vinnsley]

can you write idv aesop x reader nsfw please

ofc! no problem!

~Aesop Carl x Reader NSFT HC's~

First, Consent. You both need to have a talk about consent and what you both feel comfortable doing with him, he is traumatized and has a lot of things he wouldn't allow anyone to touch, including you, his S/O.

When you two have your first time, i think he would give every single bodypart of your's attention, the same amount aswell knowing how on-spot he likes to be.

Following this ^ headcanon, he would keep a close eye on your reactions whenever he does a certain thing. For example, hitting a spot inside you and trying to see if you like it or you dont like it.

He would treat you like a porcelain doll, touching you with such care he didn't know he could touch something(/one) than the corpses he puts makeup on.

He won't go harsh/hard/fast even if scream for him to do, he thinks that sex is a very intimate thing in a relationship, a very serious thing that conveys how passionate you both are about eachother, you two are showing how much you both love eachother during sex.

He won't be too experimental in my opinion. He would (with hard explaining and talking to actually get him to) try bondage, like tying your hands back while sex. But i think, he wouldn't be comfortable and wouldn't like to have sex in public/semi-public areas. The intimate times are only for the bedroom and the bedroom only.

Threesome's and sex where there's another participant is off the table. He does not want to share you. You are for his and his eyes only.

He's possesive, even if he denies it, he is. Jealousy sex is on the table. He maybe even pick up his normal pace at times like those.

He very rarely jerks off. He never did and he only does when he's in a very close situation, for example you aren't there and he randomly gets hit with the hormones.

Aftercare is absolute HEAVEN. He is a clean freak so he will clean you, and even your bed if it get's messy (He prefers cumming inside you if you allow it, he despises if something get's stained but he wouldn't blame anyone for it.)

[sleepingcup]

Asking out for a date while your working

Characters: Aesop Carl, Eli Clark, Naib Subedar, Norton Campbell, Mike Morton x Reader (Separate)

Game: Identity V (Modern Au)

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You are the manager at a cafe that was recently popular for a pure reason, you recently received customers who you recognized since high-school and university.

Aesop Carl

As much of an introvert as he is, he went out of his comfort zone just to check on you, he is the rarest customer you can ever get.

You honestly appreciate that he was here to see you, just be patient with him. But you swore that you saw red on his ears despite he was trying to keep a straight face yet he is hiding a smile.

You made sure that your cooking made Aesop happy. Although he is a picky eater on what meals he chooses, if it’s you Aesop won’t mind. He’d honestly appreciate that you really know his taste preferences and food balances, he doesn’t want a heavy meal.

You rarely see him smile so seeing it was pretty successful for you. He evenly decided to ask you out on a date without any hesitation or stammering before paying and leaving.

But it seems that as much as you are dense you are in a daze when the staff tells you that the pretty boy Aesop is asking you out on a date.

That is something that you were not expecting.

And yet you said yes to his invitation.

Poor Aesop, he was trying to contain his heartbeat including his blushing face once he is at home.

But in the end, he is extra happy when you are willing to go on a date with him. Who knows, he would give you a kiss on the cheek?

Eli Clark

He often visits you every time he finishes his work, and the staff often teases you that Eli is your lover. Of course, they were joking since he was handsome to have a girlfriend, but, you were not expecting him to show up just to visit you.

He was genuinely excited to see you, so you decided to let him take his time to order before you cook the food for him.

Although most of the cooking was Eli talking to you about “How are you?” or “Are you doing well in this job?” Mostly Eli’s concern and gives you the energy that you didn’t ask for but actually needed it.

But he would go out of his way to ask you out once he manage to get the timing right, that alone made you blush once you realize that he wanted to ask you out on a date.

Of course you would have to get use the staff teasing you about going on a date with Eli, then again that is also something that you are pretty much looking forward to.

Although you would need to make sure that the shift is finished, but you can be thankful to know that Eli was waiting for you.

Plus he made sure that the date went well, he made sure that you are comfortable, less stress, and mostly happy and romantic.

As a bonus part of the date, his pet owl Brooke Rose loves to nuzzle her feathers to your head as a sign of affection. Which Eli was struggling to not cry of happiness at the adorable sight.

Poor Eli, he is trying not to resist the temptation of giving you a hug and a kiss.

Naib Subedar

He visits you from time to time, but he mostly visits you in the early morning since he prefers pure peaceful silence rest assured that he will protect you.

Not only that he secretly enjoys the food that you made for him, Naib made sure that you are comfortable with your job. There are times where he often passes by the cafe just to make sure that you are still safe from harm, which you would need to explain the staff that Naib is there to keep an eye on you.

Then again one of the staff pointed out that you and Naib should REALLY go out on a date, they do have a point but you were not sure if he would really obliged.

One day Naib decided to ask you out on a date since he was told by his friends to ask you on a date, of course the man doesn’t have a good ideas about dating so he would need to adapt to something new.

And if you are wondering, you did say yes of his invitation to the date.

But the idealistic date went from eating to a restaurant was a place to a quiet relax place, have a picnic, and have a nice conversation with Naib which it was pretty romantic when you also include holding hands and feeling butterflies.

But once the date was over, Naib was hoping that he would invite you more to dating with him.

Norton Campbell

Funny, unlike Aesop, Eli, Naib, and Mike. Norton is your co-worker.

His visits are rare but he visits you during the afternoon, pretty much when you already know that he was the supplier carrying the stuff for restocking the cafe.

But in his free times he went out of his way to see you from time to time in the break room. You and Norton really do have a nice conversation from time to time but not really closer enough. While you were focusing on your job you didn’t noticed that Norton was staring at you from time to time and yet he didn’t have the chance to say it when the timing was worse.

One day you were working at the counter taking care of the cash register, and Norton decided to be your assistant.

The staff was trying to tell Norton to ask you out on a date, and yet he face shows that he needs to be paid extra for that to happen.

Till…. YOU decided to ask him out on a date.

He was surprised and yet tried his best to hide his flustered face while avoiding the laughter from the staff, but luckily he said yes.

You may not-no you DID noticed that Norton was VERY happy that you ask him out on a date. As a result he gave your head a kiss. Plus at the end of the shift you and Norton really had a good date at the restaurant, movie, and a sleepover at the 

Just be aware that he can be playful in the date.

Mike Morton

Well, that is interesting, he is one of your regular customers who arrive JUST FOR THE FOOD YOU MADE FOR HIM.

He would like to talk to you from time to time, like it would be something that he won’t mind wasting his time just to hang out with you. Although when he comes to you, it was extra tips for you from him like he is asking you to return the favor even if you barely do anything.

That alone never stop him from going near you just to get closer, even if it would be a restriction but never to you, after all he DID help you out behind the scenes on getting the customer’s opinions.

To return the favor is asking him out on a date.

Do you have any idea that would make him even happier.

He is willing to look forward for the date you manage to ask him out for, so it was the movies, live show watchings, and having a good time window shopping. It was one of his expectations when he clearly wanted to hang out with you.

Just like Norton, he is playful and flirty but he is the mixture of both for at least 100% of the time during the date, but be mindful that he can get protective at all times. After all he doesn’t want someone taking you away from him.

And if you manage to give him a kiss as a bonus for his reward, he won’t really hesitate to give you hugs and kisses as well. Plus he did want more PDA sooo.....good luck with that.

But don’t worry, he made sure that you actually enjoy his company.