#ahh the first time he accidentally breaks something he thinks he's going to get in trouble

[kneelingshadowsalome]

As a history and Mythological lover, I love your works, they are so addictive, and you write so well, and the Minotaur konig fic was such a pleasure to read. I remember when you first uploaded the Roman konig story and I was so ecstatic about it, I remember checking on my break at work, If you’d uploaded another part haha, I mean I still check tumblr on my breaks to see who had uploaded so I know what I can read after I get home lol.

I think you’ve found your niche!

Also if you don’t mind answering what other time periods you’d think konig would fit in? Victorian era?

Nasty, oily and covered in coal, konig is walking home through the streets and bumped into a clean wealthy beautiful young woman, ooh do I love forbidden romances, just like your nun fic lol.

Ahh thank you! Mythology, fairytales and historical au’s are a passion of mine 😭

And puh-leeze, a forbidden romance between a dirty worker and a rich uptown girl? Filthy coal miner König who bumps into this fancy lady dressed in white? How can he ever make up for his clumsiness?? Please don’t have him beaten like the poor bastard he is, he already fucked up today by accidentally destroying boss’s new machinery by showing off his strength...

Tries to steal a peek at her ankles, and under her dress while dusting off her skirts with some napkin that’s hardly much cleaner than his hands. And she’s just giggling at him – great, now he’s hard... How is he going to explain this when he rises from here?? (Rich lady also being protected at all costs from dirty dogs like him! He's soon panting at her door!)

As for other historical au’s and fairytales... >:)

CW: Fear of SA (historical au), wife stealing (yandere fairytale imagine)

Obviously I see König as this dark knight of the Teutonic Order, punishing pagans with his sword somewhere in the wild woods of old Europe. How about another forbidden romance between a cold-hearted crusader & a cute pagan girl who lives in the woods and worships the old gods?

She gets captured during some awful raid, and is pulled into the camp by her hair, angry tears streaming down her face. The soldiers tie her to a thick wooden cross and leave her in the rain, probably to have their way with her later, taking turns with her after they've gambled and had a drink. Then this dark, giant knight happens to walk by, not a regular foot soldier but an actual knight with armor as black as night. She remembers him from the battlefield, wielding a fat morningstar, splitting people’s skulls from atop the huge black destrier he rode...

A terrible beast, dark and silent and big, the rain batters his helmet as he takes one look at the shivering maiden on the cross, her white linen dress glued to her skin in the downpour, and stops.

The soldiers have a crude sense of humour and what’s arousing, but he has seen worse… The knights of the Holy Order are even more perverted when it comes to having “fun” with women. But something pierces his defense when seeing the frightened stare of this pagan girl, her weak body trembling on the cross, the wide dark nipples perked up from cold. He’s seen so much death, his soul is drenched in blood by this point, but somehow, this woman who hasn’t even been broken in is the last straw.

Ends up taking her down, and she attaches herself to him like he’s her saviour, even the cold black armor apparently warmer to her skin than the cold rain. The cruelest of knights feels a moment of pity for this girl and sets her free, pushes her to the woods and waves his hand in a gesture of Get the hell out of here while you still can. (=gtfo before I get hard enough to take you in the mud...)

Months later, she finds him bleeding to death under a tree after a battle. All the other soldiers are screaming and crying for their mothers, but this one is silent, eyes darkening when he recognizes her. He says something, already delusional, and she can’t help but kneel and offer him water…

(and from this point on it would go somewhere in @wordstome s Kosovo maiden territory, perhaps slightly darker? But you get the point!)

And then there’s this old Inuit story that always reminds me of König, it has many variations but it’s basically about this lonely hunter who gets a little too resentful for not having a wife yet. Goes to paddle his boat in these moonlit waters and sees a bunch of maidens dancing in the moonlight on a small little island, notices their seal skins on the ground, and because he’s lonely and in despair, he steals one of them.

One by one, the maidens put their seal skins on and rush back into the water, but one woman can’t find her seal skin no matter how hard she looks for it. The hunter emerges, holding her beautiful skin, saying he’ll give it back to her if she comes to live as his wife for 7 years. She has no other choice but to say yes, and for a while they live happily, they even have a son, but then the seal woman starts to miss her seal skin and the sea...

It’s a tragic tale and the hunter won’t let her leave even if she cries so this would make a wonderful yandere scenario, you could always make a twist and write the woman as some other animal, a deer perhaps, and König as this lonely brooding hunter of the Austrian mountains :)

[giyuusbelovedwife]

I am feeling horny tonight, and decided to satisfy the need myself. I have tests tomorrow 🥰 (it’s 10:45PM rn)

Sub!Modern!Giyuu x SoftDom!Reader

Reader is G-N, but afab 🫶🫶

(This is like my first time trying to actually write something so 🥰🥰😁)

Warnings - idk rn cuz I’m still writing </3, porn w/ no plot (I think?), literally just put modern Giyuu so I could use a normal bed, cum eating/swallowing, reader can give really good head for some reason, I think reader has no gag reflex??…. 😭😭🙏, Giyuu is very needy 😋, giyuu just wants to nut but reader wants him to last a lil longer 💔💔

Not proofread btw 😝

NSFW UNDER THE CUT <3

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Ah yes, nothing more satisfying than the sight of him squirming in your mouth, all hot and red. A while ago, Giyuu was feeling a little… horny. And like the great person you are, you decide to help him with it. After all, how could you just leave the poor guy with his erection?

“Mmh… love please..ahhh..~” he moaned sweetly into your neck. He sat patiently on the bed, waiting for you to help him. He can’t take much anymore, not while you’re sitting on him and caressing his member through his shorts. “No teasing tonight?” You look down at him and tuck his hair behind his ear. “Mm-mm.. please… please just- g-gh-!~” his body tensed and shook the moment you pressed down on his cock. He desperately hugged and clung to you like a little kid, it just shows how much he needed you, how could you refuse? And just like that, he got what he wanted. “Alright hun, just let me know if it’s too much, ‘kay?” He shyly nods in agreement, his eyes looking down and avoiding yours .You push him to lay on the bed gently, and take his shorts and boxers off, exposing him. Hard from his erection, his dick sprung up the second you pulled his boxers down. The beautiful sight of his cock always excited you, his slim but long shlong (sorry I wanted to be funny)(7in), with that beautiful shade of pink adorned on the tip (#DA8E83). With his back on the bed, his legs slightly spread open, and his head looking up at you, he waits for your next move with flushed cheeks. You lay down and rest yourself in between his legs, your face right in front of his cock. Taking your finger and running it along the shaft of his cock, eventually licking his beautifully pink head. “Hhh… mmh~….please, ‘wanna cum.. ‘needa cum so bad..”He looks at you with desperation, guess there’s really no time to tease. In a split second, you switch from licking him, to letting his cock all the way in your mouth. Flattening your tongue to fit him easier, you look up at him to see how he’s doing, and GOD, he is majestic.

Giyuu’s untied hair resting on him, his head thrown back, his lips curled back into him, and his hand suddenly gripping your hair. The grip was sudden, but so were you. “a-ahhh..~ oh love.. please..~ please make me cu- uHm!-~ ooh!~..” His grip on your hair grew tighter every second. Bobbing your head up and down at a painful but steady pace, you keep him on the edge, wanting you to go faster. Giyuu’s small huffs along with his squinted eyes looking down at you were just perfect. You both know how bad he wants to cum, but will you let him? Of course you will, after all, it’s what he’s been waiting for. “H-ahhh…aah-!” His back arched up beautifully. His legs closing into your head, wrapping you into somewhat of a triangle-choke position. His stomach rises up and down beautifully, his rough hands grip to the sheets in desperation, and his hips start to move and grind against your mouth to get more of the feeling. He needed to cum so bad. The cracks and breaks in his voice sign him as close. “Ahh~! uggmhh-! hhh….oohgodohgodohgod-!~ mmHh!~~” You have to push his legs open because of how hard he’s squeezing around you. His muscle toned thigh look so pretty, shaking and tensing up, all for you~ Adorable, is it not?

(Kms I had to re write the next part cuz I accidentally deleted it bye 💀💀💔😔 All my hard work for nothing smh….)

You then (gonna continue this later it’s 2 am 💀💀 I ain’t boutta redo allat rn)

Edits:

Hi guys so it’s 11:36 PM so I’ll continue this tmr cause I got school and I’m feeling tired😪😢

Erm hi I'm gonna try to write again later cuz last time I lost motivation after I slept 🤓☝️(5/16)

Hi I’m back guys 😋😋 so um I literally can’t find time to write/finish this so uhh y’all’s are gonna have to wait for like another few weeks cuz I am BUSYYYY 😭😭😭🙏🙏 There may be some small updates here and there tho 🥰🥰 (5/25)

[asocialangel]

What Could Be

↬fake dating Shidou

After you made up inexistant rumors that the whole world thinks Shidou is gay, he might want to ask for your help to prove 'em he isn't.

chapter 1 – chapter 2 – chapter 3 – [...]

Shidou x fem!manager!reader. Fake dating. 700w. Okay this is so baddd ahh but more action with Shidou !! yaaa

Chapter 3, Going Public

[no warnings]

[“So, princess, what are the rules for our fake relationship ?”]

This was so casual yet it already gave you butterflies. But you wanted to pretend so bad it didn't. “Well first rule, no nicknames !” “No nicknames ? While dating ? Seriously ? This won’t even be believable, at least one of us has to use nicknames." You sighted. He was right, but princess… It just felt a lil too special to you, the kind of nickname you’d want to be used genuinely, not in some fake ass act. “What pet names do you think we'd use if we were actually dating ?” He asked again without even letting you time to answer. “I don't know, ‘baby’ ? He snickered: “That’s too corny. And it sounds weird in your mouth… Doesn’t anything come more naturally ?”. The way he was so chill, like it was just yet another relationship he was gonna get into irritated you more than it hurt you. “Princess sounds right for you, ‘cause look, you're already commanding me like we’re an old couple. You furrowed your eyebrows: “look, honey, we both know you need this more than I do, so lay low and stop GETTING ON MY NERVES” You whined that end part, getting really frustrated at just trying to imagine how this could possibly come out great. You closed your eyes really tightly. “That sounds about right.” “Honey? That's what we're going with?” You opened your eyes back up only to see Shidou making fun of you. You laughed, it wasn't that serious. 

You guys finished talking and quickly parted ways, he had a curfew and you still had quite a few things to get done before the end of the day. You had set something straight: tomorrow, you would ‘go public’ by holding hands and ‘accidentally’ getting caught kissing. You secretly wanted to ask him how it worked, but that meant revealing that you had not kissed anyone before and you couldn't handle more humiliation. That night you really struggled to fall asleep, heart pounding, anxious about the upcoming day and all the milestones you were about to break. So the next morning you tried to pretend everything was normal and that you were so detached. 

“I’m not buying it”. That’s literally the first thing Shidou answered to your “hi babe~” you tried to say confidently, so people would hear and also so Shidou would think you’re not shaking at his sight. “It’s okay to be flustered, I tend to have that effect on women”. “More like men. But anyway. Where should we be seen ?” It was so funny to meticulously plan something supposedly candid. “I was thinking the field, you could drop me off and give me a towel, kissing me goodbye.” “That’s way too obvious. We’re supposed to get caught in our secret relationship.” “Ah yeah, you’re right, well I don't know then.” “Then find some ideas ! I don't wanna be the one doing everything !” “Yeah I know you got beauty, not brains.” “Excuse me ?! –the sound level and tension kept growing– Was it deserved ? No ! Was it true ? N–” “–Vivi someone's coming ! Hold my hand, this is our chance !” “No ! I hate you ! You’re so annoy–” You couldn't even finish that Shidou grabbed your hand, pulling closer and kissed your mouth, leaving you breathless. 

Your first kiss, just like that. You couldn't even see who it was that caught you. You were so stunned. An overwhelming amount of sensations triggered an overwhelming amount of emotions. But, they were… so positive. Calm but at the same time excitement, lust maybe, curiosity and lots of bashfulness. When he pulled out of the kiss, you already missed his warm tongue. You finally registered his hand lightly stroking your lower back as you looked away hoping he wouldn't see your vermillion cheeks. Now you knew: it was Isagi, Bachira and Barou who caught you two. Isagi looked extremely uneasy, making you wonder why is HE the one embarrassed here ?! On the other hand, Barou stayed impassive, his face was so neutral you couldn't decipher what he was thinking. He looked low-key disappointed though. But Bachira ? Ooh your ears hurt with how much he screamed and giggled. He made the serious promise to tell all Blue Lock. And you knew he was dead serious. This drama king… 

The second they left you shouted, pink in embarrassment at Shidou: “I HAD SAID NO ! AND WE WE SAID KISS, I MEANT KISS ON THE CHEEK !!” “That was your first right ? I could tell”. He laughed softly looking at you dead in the eye, so attractive you started blushing all over again. It wasn’t mockery or disgust in his eyes, but you couldn't say what. Maybe endearment, wanting to help. “I hate you”. “But I was good, right ?” “I don't know, I'm not sure what it’s supposed to be like”, you rolled your eyes to pretend you didn't love every second of it. 

“We’ll practice”.

A/N loolll this is so clumsily written i hate it, but i now have a clear idea of which events will happen in which chapters so i think i won't be abandonning this project for sure !!!

[icycoldninja]

I have quite a dirty scenario so if u do mind, feel free to ignore:

It’s mating season and both the boys are quite hot and bothered, but it’s getting gradually worse when they’re around the reader as well ( they’re still in their crushing phase )

So one day, the ladies at DMC informed them that the reader have to take a few days off of work due to being “sick”. At first, they’re kind of worried fir the reader but chose to be respectful of her boundaries thinking she’s a big girl who can take care of herself now…but after a few days of not turning up at the shop, they got worried sick; thinking something must’ve happened to her so they ask one of the girls at the shop to cook them some chicken soup for reader before they head there

When they arrived at her home, they knocked a couple times but was met with silence. Reluctantly, they broke inside her home using a chimney/bathroom window, muttering how horrified she would be to see them in her home. While they’re secretly walking around her home, they heard what is secretly “pained grunts” so they rushed there, abt to charge into her room, thinking she might be injured but a creek to her room told them what they needed to know

The reader rutting against her pillow rather violently trying to get some tension off of her

It took them by surprise, thinking how the hell can you get that violent masturbating yourself when all of a sudden, she particularly triggered a spot that accidentally devil triggers herself

Now they’re ‘not so quietly’ mutter: “Ahh! So you’re a devil like me!”

And that quickly caught her attention, now they have a very awkward stare off with eachother, all hot and bothered:

Reader: *What the hell are you doing here? Did you just trespass?! Do you know I’m masturbating?!! Is that your boner?!!!*

Them: *Oh shit, how do I explain to her I’m not actually trespassing when I’m actually trespassing? Are you masturbating?! Did you just devil trigger mid getting off?!! Did I just pop a boner?!!!

Dante + Vergil x Devil!Reader mating season headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-It was mating season, the time when Dante found it nigh impossible to control his urges.

-He tried so very hard to keep his flustered nature hidden, but whenever he was around you, his long-time crush, this was a feat both risky and very difficult to pull off for extended periods of time.

-He got his relief a few days later when he was informed by the girls that you were taking some sick leave, though he was worried for your health.

-He has Trish whip up some chicken noodle soup, and after packing it in a thermos, he heads over to your house to deliver it, only to be met with no response upon knocking on the door.

-He was now very concerned, and while it was unethical, he decided to break into your home, just to make sure you were alright.

-Then he heard the noises, the sounds of what seemed like pained grunting. His heart going into overdrive, Dante raced up the stairs to your bedroom and flung open the door, only to find you violently rutting against your pillow.

-He was shocked, standing there in awe, watching you pleasure yourself so roughly. It looked like it felt so good.Dante immediately felt heat shoot into his dick once you hit a spot, moaned, and fucking devil triggered.

-Several emotions whirled through Dante's mind, the most prominent of them being his surprise when he discovered that you were a devil just like him! Insane! What made it better was that the creature you'd turned into looked like a freak that he'd love to fuck.

-He was so aroused, he didn't notice he was practically foaming at the mouth as he stood there in the doorway, watching you get off.

-You caught sight of him soon enough and stopped what you were doing to demand what the hell he was doing there, screaming about how he should at least have the decency to leave or to stand there quieter if he must watch.

-You also questioned him as to why he has a raging boner, which didn't shock Dante as much as you expected.

-Since the both of you were in heat, at the same place, at the same time, and had unannounced feelings for each other, Dante decided the best way to bond would be to walk into your room, shut and lock the door, then tear off his clothes and join you on the bed.

-In the heat of the moment, he forgot all about the thermos of soup he brought with him, which now lies on the floor, cold and congealing.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil was quite uncomfortable as it was demon mating season, the one time when his POWER and MOTIVATION could not save him from these debilitating urges.

-Being around you was no help either; his crush, which he had hidden for so long, was somehow amplified by his demonic hormones, making him blush furiously while in your presence.

-When the girls told him you'd taken the day off due to a sudden sickness, perhaps a common cold, Vergil was both relieved and concerned.

-He was relieved because now he didn't have to worry about his feelings getting out of control, but worried about your health.

-Eventually he decided to pay you a visit, taking with him some chicken noodle soup gifted to him by one of the girls, who precisely, he couldn't remember, for he didn't care.

-When he arrived at your house he discovered everything was locked down, like you weren't even home, but that couldn't be possible. You were definitely here, he just knew.

-Not knowing what else to do, he used the Yamato to slice a portal into your living room, thus technically breaking and entering, and instantly picked up the sounds of grunting from your bedroom, possibly even pained grunting.

-Now fearing more for your health, Vergil hurried up the stairs and saw you rutting against your pillow through your open bedrom door.

-His first thought was, "That liar! She wasn't really sick after all, just slacking off and saying she was to take time off from work all so she could masturbate!"

-At that precise moment, you hit a spot that felt amazing and ended up devil triggering, noticing Vergil standing in the doorway mere seconds after.

-You had a very uncomfortable staring contest for a while, before you started screaming at him, demanding to know what he was doing there, how long he'd been watching, why he was watching, and why he had a massive boner.

-He debated answering you for a little while, but eventually decided that since you and he were both apparently of the same species and were both affected by mating season hormones, why not ease each other's troubles right here and now?

-Besides, this way he would have an easier time admitting his crush on you.

[black-rose-writings]

For a writing prompt I’ve had this idea of like an outsider POV of Kirigan’s Grisha seeing him be affected with merzost and are just talking with each other like “is he ok???”

Like maybe Vladim goes to deliver medicine and before he opens the door he just hears Aleksander coughing his lungs out. Or someone accidentally sees Aleksander with a healer as he’s dry heaving in a bucket and the healer shoos them away. Perhaps someone sees him outside at night cause he couldn’t sleep with his headaches. Just like little things that make them all raise an eyebrow at each other. Maybe it gets to a point where he just doesn’t wake up and they’re all like “is he dead??!!” but then a healer finds out that he’s fine he was just really sleep deprived and to the others they’re like “ahh just let him rest”

Not quite what you've suggested, but I think you will like it:

AO3 version

Price of Safety

Grisha don’t get sick. Everyone knew that.

And Healers knew that it was not that simple.

Plagues had no power over Grisha. Sicknesses that spread left Grisha unharmed.

Grisha only fell into sickness when they were weak. At least, that was what Elinor had always seen.

Wounds could get infected, but even that was rare.

No, most Grisha sickness came from denial. At the Little Palace, they called it suppression wasting, or just the wasting sickness. A body eating itself alive, breaking down because it lacked the power of the Making.

Elinor had seen it many times, working with other Fjerdan refugees. Elinor had lived it herself for most of her life.

She never imagined there was a way for Grisha power, for that euphoric feeling, like coming for air after almost drowning, to cause sickness. It didn’t make sense.

She had heard of Merzost, of course. Of the power that created the Fold and killed its maker. But it seemed like a fairytale. A scary story to make children behave.

And yet.

And yet.

Every victory, every group of rescued Grisha, he stood there, watching, looking pale, the aura of power replaced with the cold wrongness.

There was no wound to be healed. No single source of the illness except the power itself, the energy that protected them all but ripped him to shreds as it did so.

She remembered one of her first nights at the base. She had the night shift, taking care of the few injured they had.

“Do you need something?” she had asked.

He asked about the injured.

“I’m not sure there’s much more that can be done for them.” she had said. She was the only fully trained Healer there, at the time. And there were some things Heartrenders and Tailors couldn’t help her with.

“Would amplification help?”

She wasn’t sure what he meant, at first. Then he offered her his hand.

She was able to help the injured. But even with the power, she couldn’t help him. She only took more.

She worried what would happen once there was nothing more to take.

***

Vatra walked through the corridor, hands outstretched. Kirill followed her, hand on the wall.

“There’s a little bit here.” she stopped.

“Let me check.” he nodded, following the trailing his fingers along the wall, still. “The pipe seems okay.”

A cough echoed from behind the door to the master bedroom, where the general had taken up residence. The two of them looked at each other.

“Is he okay?” Kirill asked, scanning the wall lamp. “The valve on this one is leaking a little. It’s a quick fix.”

Vatra walked to open a window, letting the gas vent out. “The Healers think it’s the monsters. They’re Merzost.”

“Is he going to be okay?”

Vatra shrugged her shoulders. “Focus on fixing the lamp so he doesn’t get blown up. There’s nothing more we can do.”

“I don’t like that.” Kirill frowned, but he focused on valve, sealing the cracks. “It looks like the knob needs to get oiled. Then, there won’t be so much force needed and it won’t break again.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s your job to keep track of.”

“I’m just thinking out loud, Varvara.”

“Saints, chill.” she rolled her eyes. “I know.”

“Do you have something I could make a note on? So that people leave it alone until I get to it?”

“I don’t make a habit of carrying flammable things on me unnecessarily.”

“Right.” he sighed and forced the paint in the wallpaper to form the necessary message. “Actually… I have an idea.”

***

She slipped soundlessly into the room.

“Genya? Do you need something?” he asked her. He stood by the map, presumably thinking of the best road to take for the night’s raid. “How is your arm?”

Genya run her hand over the recently torn fabric. There were no signs of her clothes anymore, though the wound still lingered.

“As good as it can be.” she said. “Fruzsi asked me to talk to you. On behalf of her and the rest of the strike team for tonight.”

“If they want to stay and sleep, I’ll let them. They could have just come and asked. The camp is small, it will not be much work.”

“Actually, that’s what they wanted to ask you to do.” she smiled a little. “And they sent me because I’m the only one crazy enough to suggest it and the only one you might listen to.”

“I’m not sure I understand.”

“They want to go alone. You’ve been stretching yourself thin to save us and we can all see what it’s doing. We’re worried about you.”

“It’s not as bad as it looks.”

“Forgive me for not believing that.” she shook her head.

“This is the safest way.”

“And what of when it kills you?” she raised her voice. “Will we be safe then?” He looked at her curiously. She rarely allowed herself to express her anger. “There’s enough of us that we can handle the regular attacks. If that power is killing you, it should be the last resort.”

“Sometimes, we need to suffer to change things. You know that yourself.”

“I’m starting to think you’re just a masochist.” Genya muttered. “You’ve just said it’s going to be easy. They know what they’re doing. Give them a chance.” she stepped closer. “We’re soldiers. This is our fight, too. You don’t have to do everything on your own.”

“It is worth a try.” he admitted.

“We’ve all seen what happens when we fail, Moi Soverennyi. And we’re not going to let it happen.”

[yakuzacanons]

👠

Majima with a love interest who comes from a different culture (I'll keep it hidden so that everyone who has the same ritual can indulge! 💖) and how greetings are performed in this culture is through kissing both cheeks of the person you're greeting. I can just imagine beckoning him to lean down to plant two, deliciously soft kisses that linger a bit too long on those PERFECT CHEEKS OF HIS 😭

Anon your BRAIN omg my head go brrrrrr, honestly I love this type of greeting and think it's pretty cool like yes I wanna give the homies a kiss on da cheek when I see em, anyways headcanon below da cut and thanks for waiting!

Majima is the type of guy who when he has a crush, if he can get any form of physical interaction with them, his heart just totally melts. Absolutely the type of man to let a hug linger just a moment longer than normal or to "accidentally" brush his hand against yours, all the while his heart is beating out of his chest.

The reason he tries to get away with these more subtle moves is because he's scared of rejection. He is used to most people being off put by his demeanor or appearance and doesn't want to come on too strong when he has a genuine romantic interest in someone. Chances are, he won't initiate romantic physical contact first in a serious way. He'll always find a way to spin it into a joke in an attempt to cover his true feelings.

This tends to work on most people he meets in Japan, as physical intimacy isn't something many will do there without knowing someone well. However, you're not Japanese and that throws Majima for a loop. He's not used to being greeted with things like a hug, whereas for you, you greet almost everyone you know by hugging them.

At first, Majima reacts kind of by holding his hands in the air, confused, saying something like "Oi, oi, what's with the hug" although secretly he loves it. What he does NOT expect is your next move.

You find his reactions to your greetings funny so you decide to greet him this time as you would with anyone in your home country. You beckon for him to bend down a little, his 6'1 body stands too tall for you to reach him without him getting closer. Confused, he does as you command only to be met with two soft kisses, one planted tenderly on each cheek.

For a moment, he doesn't react. He just kind of lets his head hang there, frozen in place, his eyebrows slightly raised and his eyes wide. Your giggle breaks him out of his spell and he tries to recover gracefully but it's too late. You already saw him blush and he knows you did. He covers his face with a gloved hand in embarrassment, saying "Ahh, whatcha laughin' at?" but the both of you know the truth: he liked that. Honestly, you liked it too.

[worldussysblog]

People you Know || Jamil Viper

This is the second and last part of this post

https://www.tumblr.com/worldussysblog/723240435509837824/people-you-know-kalim-al-asim?source=share

Warnings: Slight book 4 spoilers , slight mention of Azul x Jamil , angst with a happy ending and some grammatical errors.

Clarification: The relationship between Kalim and Jamil is purely platonic.

Summary: In which Jamil had found out the truth behind his sudden 'Freedom' . Who knows that maybe the both of them accepting and knowing the truth could be the one that will help them reconcile with one another.

Jamil couldn't believe his ears after hearing the news that was bestowed on him , never in a million years would he imagine that the day the Al Asim family would set them free from being their servant after generations after generations of serving their family would come and that day will be today.

At first Jamil was over the moon after he heard the news from his sister but he immediately stops as realization hits him, what was the Al Asim family thinking when they decided to set them free moreover what made them do a decision such as that?.

But nonetheless he brushes it off , I mean instead of wasting time thinking of it why not make the most of his freedom while he's at it? 

And so he did. He live his life of freedom. He live like there's no tomorrow.

On the first day of his new life, Jamil did everything he can't do while he's still serving the Al Asim Family mainly because of him. 

And so the days had passed by Jamil did all of the things he badly wanted to do but couldn't because of Kalim. Like practicing  his break dancing ,  improve his grades without holding back and most importantly he gets to think for himself for once.

But... Why? 

Why does it feel like something is wrong? 

LIke something or someone is missing? 

Sure his living the dream life he had always longed for but he couldn't help but feel that something was amiss but he once again brushes it of like last time.

Jamil never thought that the day he would befriend the cunning and shady housewarden of Octavinelle will ever come and yet here he was sitting across Azul  and his two companions.

As much as he hates to admit it Azul is really an interesting man despite his shady business along with the leech brothers. But... He couldn't help but feel a sense of deja Vu everytime they play games together.

Jamil often wonders why does he feel that way.

Ahh that's right , as much as he despise to admit it , admit the fact that everytime he sees Azul all he could see is Kalim and what bothers him the most is that every time Azul and Him would converse all he could hear is Kalim's voice , heck there was one time Azul had smiled at him and Kalim's dumb stupid smile is what had flash in his mind. 

He hates it no  he loathes it he loath the fact that even after being freed from hisservant duty all he could still think is Kalim , hell there was always a time where his thoughts revolve around that person , he often asked himself 

"Is Kalim doing alright all by himself?" 

"He didn't accidentally set himself on fire again this time is he?"

"How is he doing right now?" 

These thoughts keep going on and on , it won't stop even after telling himself that he never cared about that guy and that he only look out for him is because it's his duty as a servant right? Right. 

Jamil keeps telling himself that but is it really? Did he really never care for Kalim? Did he even consider Kalim a friend or is there friendship one-sided?

The answer is simple and it's No, that's what the voice inside his mind had said but he doesn't understand on why is the answer is No. 

But now? Now that he finally knows the reason behind his sudden 'Freedom'?  He finally understood why the answer is No.

It's because he didn't care/look out and take care of Kalim just because it's his duty as a servant , he did it all because he himself considered Kalim a friend. That right he sees Kalim as a friend but because of his pride he refuse to admit it that's why he put on a facade to hide the truth , he made himself look like a bad guy in everyone's eyes because he refuse to admit something so simple.

Ha maybe that's why he felt his chest hurting when he say the look on Kalim's face after he found out that he betrayed him. 

He quickly composed himself , he needed to Kalim , he needs to know the reason why he decided to convince his parents to set the Viper Family from their generational duty. 

Jamil immediately looked for Kalim around the campus to hear his reasons but when he finally manage to talk to him , the answer he received was beyond his expectations.

"I finally accepted the truth Jamil, you don't have to play nice with me anymore, You're free" Kalim said as he smiled at him though his smile didn't reach his eyes.

That was the last straw for Jamil , it doesn't sit right with him anymore , hiding his true feelings he needed to let it out.

And so he did. He told Kalim everything form the start and how he considered him as a friend but refuse to admit it due to his pride. He realizes that without Kalim it doesn't feel right.

Days had passed since the confession of the truth , the two friends turn strangers to friends once again had reconcile with one another , promising to never hide their true feelings and to never let go of each other ever again. 

Maybe this time these two friends can find happiness and help each other overcome any hardships that may come to their way. 

THE END💗

[shadowbends]

4, 23, and 30!

30: Your favourite journal RP memory? :D (if more than one pick one I guess)

4. mythical creature you think/believe is real?

When I was a kid, I used to think mermaids were real! I don't think there's anything I still believe in, though. 8|a

23. do you wear jewelry?

If I'm dressing up! I love sparkly things (especially necklaces), but in practice I find most jewelry uncomfortable to wear, so I only break them out for special circumstances or when I'm in the mood. I have a few rings and necklaces, but you'll only see me wearing them a couple times a year.

30. Your favourite journal RP memory? :D (if more than one pick one I guess)

Oh that's a fun one! Well for newer followers (or ones who don't know me as well), I'll start by explaining that I used to RP on Livejournal and Dreamwidth! I was a bit of a one-hit wonder—could only ever really manage one character at time, despite how many years I played—but I had a lot of fun with it.

As for choosing a favorite memory... Hm. Just choosing one is too tough, so I'll go with one for each of the three characters I had most fun with! That would be Brook from One Piece, Nara Shikamaru from Naruto, and Rin Tohsaka from Fate/stay night.

Brook — Luceti

God we had so much fun back in our early Luceti days, so many Strawhat shenanigans. There's a number of crew threads in particular I could pick, but! I think I'm going to go with that time Katie (your lovely OC) accidentally made Brook see everyone's dream echoes, because that was just like... It was so fun! For me, I should stress—Brook thought he was going insane (again, oops)—but I had a lovely time. 8D

Seriously, though. The dream echoes everyone tagged in with were so diverse. I had lovely little memories, like Zeff watching over Sanji and Kuina with Zoro, to scary ones like Katara's memory of her mother's death, and so on. The reactions to it were really interesting too, like oh gosh, I remember having a totally heartbreaking thread with @angeldormante's Chopper.

And then Katie herself! She and Brook had some darling CR. I still remember her mustering up the solemn nerve to tell Brook what was really going on, even though telling the truth literally hurt her. If I remember right, she also followed him up into the mountains to keep an eye on him? That was in hiatus-land, but I loved it. They had such a good friendship. ;;

Nara Shikamaru — Luceti

Ahh, my son. I played him for the longest of all my characters, so Shikamaru by far has the most material for me to choose from, but I think I can solidly go with the time the Asuma we had went home. A lot of other bad things had already happened in game around the same time (including Temari getting killed!), so Asuma's departure was the straw that broke the camel's back, and Shikamaru...

Well, he just kind of shut off and threw himself into his work. Processing by way of refusing to process, yadda yadda. This lead to two separate but amazing threads of some of his closest CR confronting him on it, though—Masaomi from Durarara!! and Katara from Avatar: The Last Airbender, respectively.

Masaomi was first, and got Shikamaru's backstory with Asuma and Hidan out of him (a story I don't think he actually told anyone else in full for the five years I played him, surprisingly?), and managed to provoke an angry response out of him as well by being a little shit. It was a good move though, because it made him feel something, so when Katara came around the next day with a more heartfelt approach, she had a crack to work with because he was still emotionally raw and on edge.

And, uh. Boy did she open that crack wide open. There was a lot pf pain and grief, but healing too; Katara's player (@somescribblybits) and I still talk about that thread to this day, because it's one of the Big Moments of their friendship that still sticks with us.

Rin Tohsaka — Trustfell 5

Pfft, this one's going to be by far the silliest. Largely because I wasn't actually involved for the most memorable parts! It's impossible not to include, though, because it's the "Troy coming back with pizza to everything being on fire" moment of my RP history.

So! I played Rin in a murder game; I was very active with her up until the sixth week, when she, well. Got murdered! Actually a lot of people got murdered that day, it was a bloodbath week, but Rin's death in particular is the domino that sets everything into motion here.

See, when the mods rolled who was dying that week, the RNG gods picked Kogami from Psycho-Pass as her murderer. Rin actually had close CR with Kogami; they got off on the wrong foot at first, but worked together well at trials, often leading the conversations to determine who killed who each week. After a while, respect turned to friendship, and from there to a more unique relationship. Kogami was a dog without a master, and Rin was a Master without a Servant—it became natural for them to rely on one another and keep each other in check.

You know. Until said murder thing. LET ME GET BACK TO THAT.

So Kogami's killed Rin. Trial starts to determine her murderer (as well as those of the other three victims). This is the part where I need to mention the real star of the show here:

Sakura Matou. Aka. Rin's (secret) younger sister who was adopted out to another family, and who she has an extremely complicated relationship with.

Oh yes, she's here too. If you know Fate, you can already see how this could go wrong.

If I tell you that Sakura also had a close friendship with Kogami, and the sisters confided in him a great deal, you can see how this is about to get even worse.

SO. TRIAL IS GOING IN CIRCLES. Part of this is because there's just too many dead bodies and it's confusing, but it doesn't help that the usual people leading the investigations at this point are either dead or hiding they're killers. Of all people, Mikoto from K steps up the plate?? In his own special way.

By which I mean when people start being difficult and things get heated, he decides to hand Sakura a LOADED CROSSBOW (brought in as evidence), which she starts threatening people with even as the other characters at the trial are trying to calm her down. This works up until about the point Kogami admits he killed Rin, and Sakura fires on him in a grief-fueled rage, shooting him dead in the courtroom.

BUT WAIT, IT GETS WORSE. 8D

Sakura then starts screaming to the mastermind, because they had a deal! YEAH AS IT TURNS OUT, SAKURA WAS A MOLE AND WAS FEEDING THEIR CAPTORS INFO ON EVERYONE IN EXCHANGE FOR RIN'S SAFETY.

SO THE COURTROOM IS A DUMPSTER FIRE AT THIS POINT. All communication has broken down, five people are dead instead of four, Sakura (a person most of the community loved) are devastated not just at her betrayal, but in having to vote to kill her for their own survival—enough so that several of them start voting for themselves out of protest.

Have I mentioned that if the majority of the characters in this game didn't vote for the correct killer(s), everyone dies? IT WAS A REALLY CLOSE THING, TOO, ASDFGHJKL. They managed to survive by one vote, thanks to Wheatley from Portal 2 as the game's unlikely savior.

TL;DR: SO, UH. YEAH. That was the time my character nearly bad-ended a game, just by dying! If you're still here, thanks for reading! 8Db

[disillusionedjudge]

Since she doesnt want kids what would Gylfie do if she and Caelen had an accident and she ended up pregnant? Outside of their MCU verse since in a modern time this could be easier to deal with (and easier to prevent)

@tarnishedxknight

((*rubs temples* So, I gotta... think over some stuff because I'm starting to get mixed messages from Gylfie ahah, but, ahh... boy howdy, that would not go well for her. Under the cut because of the topic! And also because I prattled on forever fsdgkjsdgfk

Off the bat, sorry for taking me a hot minute to get to this, I just couldn't figure out what she would do at first because I couldn't see it happening, heh. Sure, Gylfie wants to be with Cael and would like to be intimate with him, but I don't see her confessing to him in their main verse anytime soon, or anytime in her other verses, unless maybe her sky pirate au? Idk, but, for the sake of this ask, we're obviously saying they went there anyway lol, and I think I got a good idea of what she might do! Though, I guess this would work for their arranged marriage au which I... actually need to respond to, whoops, though I guess in that situation it might not be an accidental pregnancy, but I'm gonna cut myself off now before I keep rambling sdgfkhjdfs

So, I personally feel like their world would have some sort of potion or charm or something of the sort to help act as some sort of contraceptive? Just because they have magicks and all that, and healthcare could go either way given the advancements of their world's technology. Maybe some places are better than others - Archades, for example, probably has good healthcare (or decent enough) given it's a rich city, while Old Archades wouldn't, and it's possible Dalmasca may not have the best given it's a smaller kingdom and may be less advanced compared to Archadia and Rozarria, but I'm 100% pulling this out of the air, heh. Anyway, if that is an option, Gylfie would absolutely go for that, but, if it's anything like reality, there's still a percentage it could fail. And, uh... well, she's not gonna be happy.

It'd... be less about the situation? Because Gylfie's a smart woman and knows there's a risk of pregnancy if she has sex with Cael, so she'd recognize that they hadn't been careful enough, but her tokophobia is gonna be hitting hard. If abortion is a thing in the universe because, again, magicks, then she's going to go for that, but if not, she's... going to be incredibly anxious throughout her pregnancy. She won't find any joy in it, she'd be miserable, and she'd have no emotional connection to the baby once they're born. I... do feel like she'd be at risk of developing postpartum depression because of it, and because she does have depression as is, and it's not something she's, a) aware of, and b) getting treatment for because it's not on her radar. She works through it but keeps quiet of it, so it'd ramp up with her change in hormones and complete unheavel of her life.

I do wanna break things down more, heh, so it's gonna get longer. First off, yes, she would tell Cael what's going on. She wouldn't ghost him or anything of the sort, or lie to him about the situation, if only in the hopes he can somehow help her. Not to mention, it does affect him as well, to some degree, so despite her panic, she's going to have somewhat of a decent line of thought in regards with what to do. She'd also tell Drace for sure, and Gabranth as well, though more reluctantly with him since, uh... well, she's kinda supposed to be keeping an eye on Cael and, uh... not having relations with him. So if Drace and Gabranth are going to be disappointed parents, they have every right to be and she knows it, lol. But she also knows they'd still help her, and I actually do see them being able to help her hide her pregnancy.

I mean, regardless, it's going to be apparent Gylfie's pregnant. I don't think she's one of the few who can be nine months pregnant and not show (or hardly be showing), so she's going to need to come up with something to avoid her reputation getting obliterated. For starters, she'd unwed - I can't imagine having a child out of wedlock in that universe going over well at all, especially when it doesn't look like the father is at all present. She's also a Judge, she's high up there politically and socially. I don't see her being able to return to her job easily, if at all, especially if Takrin has any say in it. Which... speaking of, he has called her a whore to her face, and I'll break down why.

So, which I need to get around to reworking, Gylfie was betrothed to Gramis's second son from a young age. His first would marry another princess to help secure Archadia's political reach to other kingdoms, and Gylfie's betrothal to his second was a political thank you to House Ynarra for being so doggedly loyal to House Solidor for years. When his eldest brothers were tried for treason and executed to Vayne, her betrothal was then shifted to him, though with the stipulation that any other political marriage would come first, and then the betrothal could be moved to Telina and Larsa when they came of age. But, because of everything that happened with Gramis's eldest sons, and because of the uncertainty of her potential marriage to Vayne, this betrothal was kept private, and, frankly, Gylfie (at first) didn't even realize it was a true betrothal - she thought it was still just a concept, but not an actuality. Her relationship with Myriel was also in slight defiance as well as the fact she did love her, because she thought if she was with someone else, they wouldn't go through with making the betrothal an actual thing, and failing to realize it already was. When Takrin found out, he flipped out - he knew if word got out Gylfie was actively courting someone who was not her betrothed (especially taking into account her betrothed was Vayne Solidor), it would ruin House Ynarra's reputation, but he was worried how he would look, not how she would. He was also homophobic, and was furious that she would even entertain the notion of having a relationship with another woman. Him calling her a whore was because of her courtship outside her betrothal and her being with Myriel, because he felt she had "gotten around" to have figured out she was even attracted to women to begin with - something that absolutely infuriated, gutted, and disgusted Gylfie, but something that still wounded her all the same and influenced her way of thinking about herself. Still, she stayed with Myriel for another year before their relationship fell apart, and by then, Gylfie realized her betrothal was a thing, and not just an idea.

So, tie in her having a child out of wedlock with someone who is not Vayne, that's also going to fuck over her reputation, heh. She'd be disgraced from House Ynarra and House Solidor, so... really, her losing that betrothal or grace with House Solidor isn't exactly something she's going to miss lmao, but it'd still be a hard blow to deal with socially and politically speaking. She'd also can't work, which would be another blow because she has tied her identity to her position and capability as Judge, and she'd be left floundering. Not to mention... if word got out the father was a lowly blacksmith from Old Archades, that alone would draw attention, but if Cael's true identity was figured out, boy howdy, would that destroy everything for him. Accidental pregnancy aside - that's something that could seriously hurt him, and Gylfie would never forgive herself for ruining his life.

Really, she's going to need the support of him, Drace, and Gabranth, because she's not going to have anyone otherwise. But, as I said, with the support of her mentors, they could help her hide her pregnancy by effectively hiding her. Make up some sort of mission where she needs to be away for some time, perhaps "spying" for them, and that takes care of Gylfie going through her pregnancy and the birth without the eyes of the Empire on her. They can cover her tracks, work out a story, and all that jazz, and it'd be far better than her struggling with figuring something out alone, especially since she's going to have a hard time thinking clearly.

Now, with the baby... I don't think Gylfie would want to raise them. Maybe she would, I'll.. get into that in a bit, but, as I mentioned, she's probably going to develop postpartum depression, and even if she didn't, she's not going to be able to connect to her child. She's not going to feel like a mother, she's going to struggle to love her baby and will feel resentment despite telling herself she has no right to considering the baby is completely innocent and it was her fault she hadn't been careful to begin with. It's going to be similar to the issues she had when forced to help raise Telina, just to the extreme given that it's her baby this time around, and she had to go through the pregnancy and childbirth, versus being on the sidelines and trying to help her mother. So, no, she won't hurt her baby or anything of the sort, but she's going to have a hard time connecting to them, and she's going to hate herself even more because of it and because of her resentment. So, taking all that into consideration, she would either let Cael raise the baby if he wanted to (and only if he wanted to - the choice is his, she's not gonna dump the baby on him when she doesn't want to raise them, either), or... if he doesn't want to be a father, she might reach out to Myriel and Myriel's wife. Obviously, that's a huge fucking favor to ask of her ex, but they did get closure from how their relationship ended, and while Myriel's wife might be (understandably) peeved, heh, I do think they would agree to raise the baby as their own, but on the stipulation that Gylfie forfeits her right to be the baby's mother. So... basically, they would make it clear they will not allow Gylfie to swoop in later to be a mother after they raise the kid as their own. Gylfie would have no issue with this, and would give up her right to be the baby's mother completely, because she knows the baby will be safe and loved by Myriel and her wife. And yes, she would talk to Cael about it first - again, she's not going to shut him out, and would not cut him out of a decision like that. But, it would make her feel better knowing that her baby is being raised by someone she knows and someone she can trust.

Now... to the new issue at hand, and this being more general, I don't know if Gylfie wants kids or not anymore. She absolutely does not want to be pregnant - her tokophobia is still quite there - but... Okay. So the thread I have with Silence where Drace learned she was pregnant with Gabranth's child in their mcu au got me thinking about Gylfie acting as an aunt/big sister for their kid in the future, and it's really sweet, honestly! Gylfie's good with kids, even if she doesn't care for that fact, and she does have a maternal drive, even if it was something she had to force. Her issues with being a mother stems from the fact she was a child when she was forced to act like one, so her issues were built up in her mind when she shouldn't have been in that situation to begin with. But now, as an adult helping with a child, she's... realizing there's a part of her that... kind of wants that experience. That... maybe it's not so bad.

The biggest issue she has is the fact that if she was to become a mother, she would be one 24/7, 365. She may be able to get breaks if, say, Drace and Gabranth step in to give her and Caelen time to breathe, but she's still going to be a mother, and still need to be there. She'd need to, essentially, give up her life because having a child is her responsibility and one she would take seriously, and that's something she's not sure if she truly wants to commit to, and it's not exactly something she can do a trial run with. Well... I guess she sorta can by helping Drace and Gabranth out, but that's not the point lol. It's a massive commitment and responsibility, and Gylfie realizes her uncertainty alone is grounds enough for her not to change her mind on her stance of not having kids. Would she talk it out with Caelen? I don't see why she wouldn't! unless she worried about getting his hopes up, heh, but in that case she would want to reiterate with him her stance and give up another chance to leave if he does want to be a father. As much as she loves him, she won't force him to stay if he realizes fatherhood is something he wants.

Then, another issue is the fact Gylfie feels like she'd be a terrible mother. She wouldn't be, and I'm not just saying that because she's my muse, heh. She... genuinely wouldn't be - again, she's good with kids, and she's a lot better at handling her emotions than she gives herself credit for. She knows how to take a mental step back and take a breath, and she'd do everything in her power to never be like Alsga or Takrin. Of course, this is running on the idea of there being a surrogate involved or adoption, because she would struggle more if she had been pregnant herself. That alone is a different can of worms, but in that situation, while she'd have a rough start, I think she'd be able to work herself out later on to form a connection with her child. But, that belief is deeply ingrained, and I don't think it's something she'd be able to get over, even if she was able to fully determine that, yes, she does want to be a mother. She knows not every parent deserves to have a child, such as the case with Takrin, and... she feels like she falls into that category.

So... yeah! I think that about covers what I want to say on the subject lol, and I'll... figure out what Gylfie wants at some point, heh. Right now, it's starting to feel like motherhood will be something Gylfie will come to realize it's something she does want, even if just to an extent, but it's something she won't allow herself to have. It's... going to be a sad situation for sure, but I truly don't see her having kids one way or another. I think her being the cool wine aunt is honestly the best title she can have, heh.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I've followed you for a little while now (for some reason, I'm a bit nervous all of a sudden) but I present to you:

CHILDE WITH ZOOMIES

-and-

CHILDE WITH THE EQUIVALENT OF CATNIP

I mean, we have many people comparing the mothy boy to a cat, so zoomies!

Would he crash into things? Would he teleport just before hitting things? Or does he just teleport everywhere until he gets tired? Or or or, what if the smaller he is the more often he gets them? He'd probably try to control them (especially when he was bigger), out of consideration for the (many) breakable things in your living quarters. I mean, all that energy has to go somewhere. Maybe in Teyvat, you can tell when the traveler has missed a week or two of intense sparring. Maybe he slowly ends up vibrating with all this energy he's trying so hard to contain.

Some things have gotten broken, but nowadays you've gotten to know him well enought to when he really needs to zoom around

Also I'm curious on what a loopy moth boy would be like lol

don't be nervous my dear!!! i am very nonthreatening, i promise!!!!

and i ADORE THIS OH MY GOODNESS!! i think Childe gets zoomies only after he starts living with you, since before all that energy was being used up trying to survive on his own in the wild, so once he's living somewhere safe and gets healthier there's a whole bunch of energy that needs to go somewhere!! and yes, it does manifest in him running around your house, accidentally scratching the floorboards and breaking some of your things- and honestly, he kind of hates it BECAUSE of those last two things. you've been so good to him and he likes you a lot!!! he doesn't want to ruin your house :(( plus, there've been a good few times where you've almost stepped on the shards of some vase or trinket.

he takes up sparring with the Traveler again whenever they visit, although they both have to go easy because you get upset when Childe comes home all battered :(( and when the Traveler's not available you sneak him out of the city so he can beat up some hilichurls, or he poofs into his smaller form and just has fun running around outside!! one thing that's always certain though is that after all Childe's energy is used up, he wanders back and plops his head into your lap with a tired huff, grabbing for your hand until you get the message and start ruffling his soft hair. he had zoomies, now he wants pets!!!

ABYSS CATNIP- CATNIP FOR FOUL LEGACY. if Foul Legacy gets his claws on that, he is SO clingy. becomes very VERY mushy and sleepy and just wants to snuggle all day with you!!! he bleps at you so often and bumps his head very firmly against your shoulder until you relent and lay down beside him in his nest of blankets, and he WILL lay on top of you like a weighted moth blanket, staring and purring lovingly until he passes out and you're unable to get up (not that you want to, because Childe is comfy and warm and very fluffy <33)

[nightlychaos19]

Tokyo Revengers

𝒲𝒶𝓀𝒶𝓈𝒶 𝐼𝓂𝒶𝓊𝓈𝒽𝒾 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

"I'm on a diet."

"What?! Just eat it!" You shoved the burger towards your best friend Wakasa's face, irritated by him refusing it. "And since when are you on a diet? I just saw you eat a whole box of dangos the other day!"

"I wasn't on a diet then."

What a drama queen, you thought while rolling your eyes. "Come on! You just said you were hungry!"

Wakasa arched a brow in response, eyeing you and the burger with caution before leaning back against the park bench, and staring up at the sky. "You were the one who decided I was hungry. I didn't say anything and besides, you looked a bit too eager. Bet you spit in it or something." He accused, and you feigned a look of shock, raising a hand to your chest just to be dramatic.

An offended gasp escaped your lips. "I would never! You're my friend Waka! Whatever gave you that idea?"

He rolled his eyes, recanting the incident that had happened a week prior. "Didn't seem like it when I accidentally broke that attempted mess of a vase. You know, the one you made in that shit of a pottery class." He reminded, and you frowned. "You yelled at me for like 30 minutes before running off and if I remember right, you said 'Wakasa Imaushi you are the worst, and I hope you fall in a ditch and can't get up.' Remember [Y/N]?"

It took all your willpower not to shove the damn burger down his throat. Funny how he remembered breaking your BEAUTIFUL vase and your scolding, but had forgotten to pick you up from said pottery class and had left you waiting in the pouring rain for him.

You waved off his 'concerns' and gave him a sweet smile. "Think of this as me letting go of you breaking the vase I worked so hard for! C'mon, say ahh!" You tried shoving it towards his mouth, but he resisted yet again, maneuvering away. "Oh come on Waka! It's not like I did anything to it!"

Oh but you did, oh yes indeed you did. It was your last ditch attempt of confessing to him, as he had foiled each of your grand efforts, and the last being the vase your worked so damn hard on. You wanted to confess to him in a fun and memorable manner, yet somehow he managed to ruin it each time, forcing you to try and try again.

The first attempt was supposed to be a card that popped some confetti, but he had dropped it into the pond. You nearly had pushed him into the pond afterwards.

The second attempt was cupcakes, with ''𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒?" and unfortunately he had passed them out to Senju and the others without even bothering to read the message!

The third attempt was a package, a gift for him and a letter confessing your feelings. He had never gotten it though, as someone had stolen the package... What was even worse, the guy who had stolen it, called you (your number was on the packaging label) and ''accepted'' your feelings and then had the audacity to ask you for money.

The fourth attempt was the vase you had made in your pottery class. It was a beautiful lilac vase and you had placed flowers in it, with a note attached. Waka was supposed to pick you up, but the asshole had forgotten. What was worse than him forgetting you, was him breaking the vase, causally apologizing and brushing it off.

Naturally that set you off, and you ran off. You were tired and wondered if this was the universe's way of telling that the two of you weren't meant to be. The others had persuaded you to try once more, and if it still failed, then you'd finally give up.

Now this was your fifth and final attempt, and you had taken up some advice. Cliché as it was, you had decided to give it a go - the way to a man's heart was his stomach.

Now all he had to do, was bite into the damn burger and feel the crinkly paper in his mouth and finally read the damn thing.

You exhaled sharply and continued to shove the burger his way but the man still refused. Time for your secret weapon! You smiled and batted your lashes at him sweetly. "Please Waka?"

Wakasa merely gave you a stare before sighing, which gave you some hope but he ultimately crushed it as he waved you off. Saying he wasn't hungry, nor did he believe that you hadn't messed with it.

"I didn't spit in it!" You protested, pouting in a cute manner and batted your lashes once more. "I...I might've just added something special!"

Wakasa glanced at the burger from the corner of his eye before turning his attention back onto you. "That doesn't make me want to try it even more."

Your jaw dropped, sure it sounded suspicious as hell but come on! You weren't trying to poison the man, you were trying to make him your man!

The two of you had been friends for a longtime, and you honestly couldn't say when you fell for him, but one thing you did know for certain, was that your whole heart belonged to him and you found out on during an unsavory night.

You were supposed to be out on a date, but ended up being harassed by a local gang of goons. Rather than standing up for you, your date had sacrificed you and ran for the hills. To say you were appalled by his actions would've been an understatement and lucky for him, Wakasa dropped everything when you called.

The man wasted no time to come to your aid, and made sure you were alright before 'dealing' with the goons. As you watched him 'deal' with the goons, you noticed how fast your heart was racing and it wasn't due to fear.

Even with blood splattered on his cheek, he was the most gorgeous man you had ever seen. That was when you knew you were in love with Wakasa Imaushi.

He even gave you a small bouquet of roses from the nearby convenience store - which he had bought using the money he pocketed from the goons and then took you to your favorite ice cream shop to make up for the shit night you had.

"Stop giving me that look." He yawned, unwrapping a new lollipop and popping it in his mouth.

"But Wakaaaaa." You pleaded again but he refused to listen, only frustrating you more. "Fine then!" You were done, and maybe this was the universe telling you to give up!

Sure, you'll give up but not without going out with a blaze of glory.

You stood from the bench, and faced Wakasa. Curious eyes followed your movements and arched a brow when you stood in front of him, with that damn burger in hand.

An aggravated smile was thrown his way, making him gaze at you in questioning look and ready to say something, but you didn't give him a chance to speak. You smashed the burger against his mouth and quickly walked off.

Meanwhile Wakasa sat there in shock, yeah you could aggressive but never like this?? He couldn't wrap his mind around your actions, normally you were an open book but today? Nothing made sense.

Wiping his mouth clean and cleaning himself off, he noticed a sauce stained paper sitting near him. Fingers pinched the ridges of his nose, as he realized that you might've just wanted to prank him and clearly was fed up when he wouldn't relent. Opening up the little note, he read the contents.

𝐼 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒?

His eyes widened at the note, you felt the same has him? He chuckled softly to himself, the two of you were quite the pair of idiots. "[Y/N]!" He called after you.

As for you, your heart started to race faster and you didn't dare to stop walking. You just kept going, afraid of hearing the words you dreaded nor did you turn to face him, terrified to see rejection. So instead, you shakily held you hand out. "I'm going home, you coming or what?" You announced, hoping this wasn't the end of you and him.

Wakasa didn't say anything else, leading you believe the worst but you were proud of yourself, at least you had confessed in a creative manner, it just a shame—

The sounds of feet jogging towards you made your heart race once more and snapped you out of your short lived moment of despair. His actions reignited hope.

A warm hand found its way to yours, letting his fingers lace themselves with yours, grasping on tightly.

Your breath hitched, heart racing even faster as a smile spread across your features.

"Figures you'd do something like this instead of just telling me." He chuckles as he met your speed, causing your cheeks to redden a bit.

Your gaze met his, a warm and elated look sat upon his features, eyes watching as he brought up your intertwined hands up to his lips and placed a soft kiss on the back your hand.

He then pulled you closer, placing a kiss on your cheek. "I like you too dumbass."

You smile and squeeze his hand affectionately. "Shut up."

"Might as well go and celebrate." He suggests and you notice a familiar sparkle in his eyes. "Shin recommended this new dango place. Just opened up last month."

You giggle as you tease him. "But Waka, your diet."

[hooman4ever]

Can you do Asa Emory with a victim reader who’s a little and he takes it upon himself to be their caretaker?

More little space content? I gotchhu.

Contains: Little Space, Caregiver/Little space Dynamics, Cuddles, Kidnapping, Soft Asa, Gender Ambiguous Reader

Confusion. That was what Asa felt when he had first discovered you as you were. 

Sniveling, shaking, and whimpering, mid panic attack as a plushie was tucked tight in your arms. Your panic was justified, so there was no surprise there. After all, this man had broken into your home. Laying a multitude of dangerous traps all throughout the place while you had been out and about. 

Asa was used to victims breaking down. He’s seen many powerful men bend at his will, reduced to nothing but tears. That's why you had Asa caught off guard was when you had scrambled towards him, wrapping your arms around him and crying in his chest. Babbling about how you were scared, alone, and how there were scary traps everywhere. 

Caregiver Asa mode activated— this man will think you're the most precious thing in the world. A small ray of sunshine in his otherwise dark life. 

He finds a strange pride in caring for you. Vulnerability is something he usually had to force on his subjects, yet here you were so willing to let him see you at your most vulnerable.

Don’t get Asa wrong now, there are plenty of times when he is cold and distant. Too busy to truly care for you. When he wants/can care for you though he's the caregiver of the year. 

Expect to get pampered, he’ll buy you anything you need/want. New toys? Got it. More sippies? Here you are my little bug. 

While Asa is more than willing to care for you don't expect this man to get down and draw/play with you often. He treats playing with you like a reward. Only doing it with you when you show exceptional behavior and listen to him without hesitation or tantrums. 

While Asa won’t always play with you he loves watching you go on little adventures and if you come up to him to explain and talk about your recent activity he won’t ignore you. The man will entertain your imagination, challenging you by asking you as many questions as he can about what’s on your mind. 

I like to think that Asa is touch starved and due to this he loves his cuddles, so I hope you’re ready for long cuddle sessions and naps with this burly man. 

Most days you slipping into little space is fine, but when he’s busy with his— hobby— don’t expect to be anywhere near the man. Like at all. The last thing he wants is to accidentally make you regress or have you be accidentally hurt. You won’t even get to step foot in the hotel with how strict Asa is. 

Regarding tantrums- at first, the man would have a huge problem with them. Delivering quick and harsh punishments when you try to fight him on things having to do with your care. If you are having a meltdown because you are stressed/coping he will be more understanding and will help you work through whatever is worrying you by either distracting you or talking you down. 

Hands rested over your mouth, muffling the giggles that escaped. Thuds sounded off near you. He was close. The footsteps kept getting nearer to where you lay, hidden under your bed. Black shoes were inches from your smiling face. Anticipation bubbled in your chest letting a small laugh slip out. Just when you thought the gig was up, your hiding space revealed, the feet retreated hurrying away from your hiding space. 

He must not have heard– 

“AhH-” hands gripped your ankles, sliding you out from under the bed. Asa had pulled you up from the floor and into his warm arms, a soft smile on his face. You were squealing in joy not the least bit upset at having been found. “Dadda-” you laughed out “You found me!” the man could have melted when your hands found home holding his face. The innocent gesture so heartwarming to the usually cold man. “Good job.” you cheered, patting him on the head. 

As soon as your feet made contact once again with the ground you were running off again. Calling to Asa over your shoulder “Now my turn to find you! You better hide.” 

Asa watched you go, running through the halls of his home to begin your counting as the next round of hide-and-seek started up. Your loud voice counting down spurring him to move in search of a hiding spot. One not too complicated so Asa could see your smiling face again as you found him.

[akechi-stole-my-heart]

Royal Trio for that character asks?

ahh ty! this is literally perfect timing because I just finished the third semester on my third playthrough of p5r and really wanted to talk about these three <this is a lie. I stopped writing out the answer to this ask over a month ago but this ask IS still relevant bc I am now writing a royal trio-centric fic. so I'd still like to talk about them.

describe their canon relationship/dynamic

Sumi and Akira have a very strong dynamic, as Sumi is basically Akira's canonical love interest and one of his closest friends. And I needn't explain how Akira and Akechi have an extremely strong dynamic as well.

But the three of them don't really have that strong of a trio dynamic because the triangle breaks when we get to Akechi and Sumi's relationship with each other, which is a shame. Either Akechi or Sumi feel a bit left out because Sumi's in the dark about so much of Akechi's Deal and Akechi is so outwardly cold to Sumi. So they don't have much of a dynamic with each other.

your ideal/headcanon version of it? how does it differ from how it is in canon & why is this your favorite version? any other alternate versions of it you enjoy?

My ideal version of the royal trio has two main differences between it and the canon version. First, Akechi and Sumi never get the chance to bond in canon. I don't think that it's a flaw, necessarily, because there was no way to have them bond without breaking Akechi's character arc in the third sem. But it is a huge missed opportunity.

I really do think Akechi does secretly care for Sumi, but he doesn't want to show it because he's being Stupid in third sem about wanting to push everyone away. I think in any other timeline they could have been friends, and I think that he realizes their similarities and relates to her because of them. In the same way, if Sumi knew more about Akechi I think she would relate to him and want to be his friend too.

The second thing I'd change is make Sumi and Akira's relationship platonic. This isn't really a "change" since you can reject her, and Sumi having a crush on its own is perfectly fine. But they push them as a romantic pairing really really hard, much harder than anyone else, to the point where its pretty obvious she's supposed to be your canonical girlfriend. And I just don't like that, since them getting together kinda breaks Sumi's character arc of self discovery.

what do you like about their relationship, why is it interesting or enjoyable to you?

I love how Sumi and Akechi both complement Akira in opposite directions. But more than that, I'm obsessed with how Sumi and Akechi are thematic foils in pretty much every way. Others have written metas on this so I won't repeat it all here, but the sheer Potential of Akechi and Sumi's dynamic and the way their arcs parallel is so Interesting. Sumi and Akechi are such different people, but they are also so extremely similar, and its just. mmmm. good. makes brain go brrr.

I could go on and on about the ways Sumi and Akechi parallel one another, but one thing in particular that sticks out to me are their masks and the way each of them deal with their self hatred in opposite directions. Sumi buries her true personality and becomes her ideal self as Kasumi. Meanwhile Akechi does something similar with the Detective Prince persona, but by the third semester he's completely rejected that part of himself. Sumi learns to reconcile all parts of herself, while Akechi. doesn't. And Akira serves as Akechi's other half, the way that Kasumi served as Sumire's other half. But while Sumi saw Kasumi's natural talent, and how she outshone her in every way, she internalized that hatred to the point where she wished to die. But when Akechi saw how Akira was superior to him in every way, he externalized that hate and tried to kill Akira to prove that he was better. Sumi accidentally kills Kasumi because of her self hatred, and Akechi tries to kill Akira but fails because of his self hatred.

what about the individual characters involved? what does this relationship mean to them, what makes it unique among their relationships?

Akira - Sumi and Akechi are his closest friends, imo. Akira sees a lot of himself in both of them. They're the Fake As Hell Gang, each of them hiding behind various masks to conceal their true, inner self.

Sumi - Akira is the person who helps Sumi rediscover her true self and accept herself for who she truly is instead of continuing to hide behind her sister's identity. She looks up to his as a version of her ideal self, confident and self assured and fully realized. As for Akechi, I don't think Sumi has any idea what to make of him at all.

Akechi - I could go on for days about the complexities of Akechi's feelings about Akira, but in short, Akira is Akechi's only real friend in the world, and yet they were once bitter enemies. Akechi wishes it could stay that simple--rivals, and nothing more. But of course that's not true. As for Sumi, he sees a lot of himself in her--someone terrified that they aren't good enough, idolizing someone else as their better half. But he can't let himself get attached, so he keeps his distance and remains harsh on the surface no matter his sympathies.

favorite interaction they have in canon

"Just everyday Akechi." Obviously.

favorite interaction they have in your head/a situation you want to put them in

well. i mean, if you'll pardon the self promo, you can find out by reading the aforementioned fic where sumi saves goro in the engine room. hehe

[chaemoa]

gimme a yeonjun hard thought pls? <3

anything for you babesly🥰

imagine just making watching a movie with yeonjun but stealing glances at each other during the movie until the two of accidentally look over at the same time and yall just stare at eachother waiting for the other to do or say something until eventually yeonjun leans in for a kiss grabbing your neck as to bring you closer and the two of you deepens the kiss and you start rubbing on his stomach breaking the kiss to move down to his neck as he leans his head back on the couch slightly moaning. “i dont know whats gotten into you today but-mmm i love it”. you would then make your way back to kissing as you threw your left leg over his so you can straddle him slightly grinding up against his semi hard “friend”.. you would continue to kiss him while grinding up against him until you you stop the kiss to take out his “friend” slowly pressing your thumb on the tip of it. “baby seri-ahh seriously what do you want”.. yeonjun knew you werent the type to initiate such intimate acts.. “nothing :( why cant i ever do anything for you without you thinking i want something :((… you say as you start to slowly pump his “friend” you then stop your ministrations earning a irritated groan from yeonjun and grab one of the pillows off of the couch and place your knees on them.. “ooohh😳 wait hold on let me take these off first😳😳😳” once yeonjun gets his pants off he sits back down but before he do he places a quick open mouthed kiss on your lips before sitting back down. you start by giving him a slow handjob earning multiple irritated groans from him. not that you wanted to but you just wanted to see what it felt like to tease your lover like he does you.. “🥰how does it feel baby”… but before he can say anything you quickly put your mouth on his “friend” earning a nice pat on the head from yeonjun as he drew his moans out with every bob of the head you made.. yeonjun knew he was almost close but he didnt want to finish until he face fuc*ed you.. he pulled you up by your hair “sorry baby but you know how i like it done😏.. you sat there waiting for yeonjun to align his “friend” with your mouth. once he does he quickly quicken his pace… you apply light scratches to his thighes and he and he absolutely loves it and he soon enough c*ms in your mouth.. you swallow what he released in your mouth earning a lip bite with a groan from him.. “you know i love you right” yeonjun says as he stands you up so he can properly kiss you… “now let me return the favor” “you dont have to return the favor in that way junnie😁” “🤨i dont” “yeah i did that because i love you not because i wanted a favor in return….. but will you go with me to my bestfriends birthday dinner🥺🙏🙏.. “I KNEW YOU WANTED SOMETHING AND NO I DONT LIKE HER😡” “but bab-” “BUT BABY NOTHING”

[obeymeluv]

Isnt devildom liquor weaker than human world liquor? Mc had beat Asmo in a drinking contest. How do you think it they'd act, completely hammered in the human world. I think harder liquor means stupider drunks.

Spoiler alert to the in-game MC’s “heritage” reveal. You know, the descendent/reincarnation thing. If you know, you know.

Below: Thoughts on Devildom liquor + the specific incident Nonnie is talking about with Asmo in game + THE ACTUAL ANSWER TO THE ASK. My bad, haha.

My thoughts on Devildom liquor at that point in the game:

The MC is not as affected because they are human/angel. Maybe the angel part fortifies MC and makes it harder for them to get drunk?

Maybe the HUMAN side of MC is what makes it harder for them to get drunk on Devildom liquor? Like...everything in the Devildom is made primarily for demons so maybe there are ingredients in there that specifically affect those with demon blood. Maybe humans don’t have the biology to be inebriated by those ingredients?

I am a little fuzzy on that point in the game but did Asmo pre-game? Like, a lot? Did we ever find out? I could see him being so emotionally distraught that his lovely MC is leaving that he just wants to be sloshed. Maybe he assumed MC beat him in a drinking contest because he forgot how much he already drank?

Maybe Solomon gave MC a heads up that Asmo was down for drinking and gave them a pre-game potion of their own to ward off the affects.

End hypothesis: Maybe Devildom liquor IS strong (for demons) but that potency just can’t translate in human bodies so the bros (Lucifer especially) don’t want MC drinking it because they’re not sure what it will do. They just ASSUME it will do to MC what it does to them.

Other thoughts: Because demons sprinkled little secrets to the humans over the course of history, gave them trinkets and magic and things, I’d like to think they gave humans the idea or process of alcohol-making but are TOTALLY not prepared for the end result. All the flavors, types, etc. 

As far as I understand it (at the point I’m at in the game), travel between the Devildom and human world was widely discouraged until Diavolo could make a program that united the three realms and improved the overall image. So basically everyone has been separated for thousands of years.

What if demons are equally bad at holding human world liquor? I could just see a drunk Asmo being like, “What is this? Sangria? This isn’t what I told them to call it.” as he’s trying to drink and (speed) walk away from Beel, who wants the fruit out of the pitcher.

I could just see them all getting TOTALLY wasted on human world stuff just because they thought “Ahh, we taught them this 5,000 years ago! Of COURSE we can handle it! We invented it!” (spoiler alert: they cannot). Like, I’d like to think their biology works against them here. They heal quicker and probably get over stomach aches and things quicker, so they probably metabolize alcohol quicker to restore bodily equilibrium so they probably get flash-drunk off of just about anything with a decent alcohol content. 

HOW THEY WOULD ACT (AKA: the real question)

The facts: 

They’re all going to be like drunk kittens, big bassy purrs and wanting to cuddle you or scent you. 

They’ll basically curl up in a pile together; you occasionally have to move body parts (so no one suffocates). 

Do a head count every now and then, give them some crackers/carbs when needed, and put water all around them like a summoning circle because when one of them wakes up, all of them will and they’ll act like big babies

Put a bucket near Lucifer and Asmo, they’re sympathy pukers.

Levi and Belphie need total sensory deprivation when they wake up. You may only breach the darkness to bring them things to settle their stomach and anything to kill the headache

Just give Beel bread and anything like Gatorade/Pedialite. He’ll help you with the others after three loaves or so.

Asmo will be especially pitiful and demand you take care of the others first. Once they’re decently able to take care of themselves he’s near teary-eyed, demanding tummy rubs and tell him he’s still pretty even though he feels awful. Please get him a sheet mask.

Mammon’s not functional enough to help with anything major but he’s standing the next day so he rubs that in everyone’s face. He’s the one shuffling around with a half-eaten sandwich, looking for any comfort item (heating pack, cold wrap for his head). He will demon screech at you if you touch any of the lights in the house.

As Mammon comes to, he demands dim lights and acts like a grumpy mom. He’s making porridge and they better shut up and eat it. Says it’s for him but there’s a suspicious amount of bowls nearby.

Satan just swears he’ll never drink again (like always). Dutifully waits for porridge. Spends most of his time letting cold water run over his head. Can’t spend too much time hunched over because he gets nauseous. Baby him a little. Find a way to let his head float in a bit of water where he can lay down and he’s as quiet as a mouse. 

Who can drink the most? (Best to worst - my opinions only)

1) Beel (body mass helps), 2) Mammon (party king), 3) Asmodeus (huuuge history with mixed drinks. Boy is READY), 4) Lucifer, 5) Satan (neck and neck with Lucifer - casual drinker only. Even wine is rare for him), 6) Leviathan, 7) Belphie (usually sleeping instead of drinking). 

Lucifer:

We’ve seen little gags about how ‘Lucifer got drunk and unplugged the router’ so this guy’s either going to be super cuddly, a hot mess, or both

You know the people who fluff their hair, comb it back, undo a tie or some buttons and just get comfy as they drink? That’s Lucifer.

He’ll smile a bit more, laugh a bit more, and there will be some color to his cheeks

He’s not sloppy, just cozy. 

Drunk Lucifer is not overly loud but he is honest. He won’t throw himself into groups or pester all the brothers, but he’s up for some accidentally-heartwarming one-on-one

When he’s drunk he’ll lay his head on your shoulder and let you play with his hair

Will not win any drinking games. Is actually a lightweight compared to his brothers (see best > worst drinker, above).

Mammon:

GO BIG OR GO HOME! MAMMON’S HERE TO PLAY FOR BIG MONEY! (AKA: bragging rights that he can handle more than his brothers)

He and Asmo are quick to get the drinks flowing because they want to try shots of everything. 

He and Asmo are pretty good at matching brothers to drinks and tasting subtle notes, things like that

Show Mammon beer pong once and it’s done. He’s betting the brothers he can whoop them and is somehow able to pull off ping pong ball math to get Lucifer shit-faced real quick (might do it even faster if Belphie or Satan slip him some money)

The type to be like “Bet you I can hit that cup right there--third row, second from the left.” and can do it flawlessly. You have to give him head pats or $5, that’s the rules.

He’ll be one of the bros you have to chase around and make put his clothes back on. Boy will try to strip and strut

Will definitely hoard his favorite bottle (picked it on smell) and spend a majority of the time trying to drink it and avoid the bros. (”YOU CAN’T MAKE ME SHARE IF YOU CAN’T CATCH ME!”)

Leviathan

Not the best drinker. Not a frequent drinker at all.

His envy makes him drink because as he starts to go on a tangent about how ‘it’s not fair! Everyone’s having a good time!’ when he realizes it’s as easy as picking up a drink. Like...he can join in too.

Levi won’t grab himself an alcoholic drink because he’s a nervous over-thinker. Asmo or Mammon will just hand him a cup like the resident Liquor Fairy and he trusts their judgement

The first one to let his demon form out just because the liquor is a little warm in his belly and he feels like he’s flying? Also comfortable?

The excited drunk who goes on animated, slurred rants

The loud laugher

He’s honestly so adorably animated that anyone who knew him would be surprised? He seems far from a shut in

Trade off: he can’t hold his liquor well

Boy probably trips on his own tail or thinks something snagged his ankle to bring him down when, in fact, he just fell down

Sways when he sits

When he’s done, he just wants a nice comfy lap to lay in and maybe play with his hair. 

Like Lucifer, liquor will make him confess all his feelings. 

Watch out for the tail. It will be all over you when he starts to lose the ability to wrap it around himself.

Satan:

It’s a toss-up as to whether he gets drunk before Lucifer or vice versa. I’d like to think his tolerance is slightly higher since he might run in the same circles as Asmo, but he is a part of Lucifer so I’m sure it balances out

He’s a drink snob and this is what hurts him the most. He goes to fancy tastings and random things he’s invited to, but this is a drop in the bucket

He’s never gone hardcore before because he’s afraid he’ll be prone to anger

He’s not. He’s actually a lot like Levi. He just wants to smile and laugh and have fun.

The one who knows a lot of random/interesting stuff and has unexpectedly awesome party tricks

He and Asmo act as instigators and somehow con everyone else into getting drunk. It’s mostly because he wants blackmail material, but he enjoys the mind games

He’s the one you’re going to have to carry BUT he’s super chill when he’s having a good time. You want him to wear a lampshade? Okay, but only if you call him Enlightened One (get it?)

Makes bad jokes. Lucifer definitely laughs

The one that randomly dances with someone at the party. But it’s a fancy dance or slow dance, not something crazy

Will try to prove he’s not as drunk as he is by reading or reciting something and just breaks down into snorts and giggles

Cat Mode: Activated. He wants to be all over you. Hug him and play with his hair, please.

Asmo:

Asmo isn’t really different from his usual self.

He’s a little social butterfly, making his rounds and checking on people

He’s the silent, sneaky drunk. No one notices he’s drunk until his face starts getting red and his eyes get glassy

The quiet cuddler. Just progressively gets closer to you until he’s resting his head on your shoulder, hugging you from the side and asking you to give him his drink.

Would be the happiest person on the planet if you literally just held his drink up to his lips and let him drink it when he wanted to. You just love him so much?! You’re so thoughtful?! He wants to cry

Guilty party #2 for ‘chase him around and make him put his clothes back on’

Next in line for ‘Liquor makes me tell the truth and my darkest secrets’.

Will try any activity at the party and will dance at least once with everybody

If he gets in a fight, that’s because someone doesn’t respect what he put on the party playlist. He knows good music, okay?!

Has a personal goal to steal one drink from everyone, drink it before they realize, and hand them back the empty cup as he slips away. Something about it just amuses him.

Wants to leave lipstick/lip gloss kisses on people. Thinks they’re the cutest accessory!

The one who loses something at the party and makes everyone look for it the next day

The one who’s passed out in a random spot and no one has the heart to move them but everyone checks on them to make sure they’re safe. When everyone’s turned in for the night, he is safely moved like the precious baby he is.

Beel:

The one who takes the longest to get drunk. You don’t know if it’s because of his build or how much he ate to offset the alcohol

Unofficial baby sitter of the group. Pays special attention to everyone but Belphie, Asmo, and Levi in particular.

Not super loud. Just vibes and enjoys time with his family.

He’ll participate in the party activities because he does have that competitive streak but he’s not as invested in it as Mammon. If he wins at least once he’s proved his point and is on to something else

Surprsingly, #3 to ‘you might have to chase him and make him put his clothes on’. Drunk Beel is convinced he’ll get over the alcohol faster with less clothes because of temperature regulation and something that doesn’t really make sense because he’s slurring

Will drink more if Belphie is nearby or if he can hold onto Belphie. Taking care of Belphie and knowing he’s okay (in a tactile way) makes him a little more carefree. 

Doesn’t really confess like the other bros but he’s the one no one can really hear talking because his purr takes over everything. His purrs are so loud and deep! Big boy is truly happy

Drunk Beel is affectionate as ever and this is where you learn that demons can express affection by licking people. Most of the bros end up with a Simba-style mohawk. It’s just one lick but Beel’s got a long tongue and it fucks with hair real good.

Will jump in for a song or two if karaoke is a thing at the party. A really good singer but wouldn’t do it unless he had a decent amount of alcohol in him.

He’s the type to trip over stuff trying to help clean up. If he falls down he says he’s just ‘taking a break’ and will ‘help in a minute’. Might not get up again.

Once Beel lays down, Belphie, Satan, and Levi drunk crawl/stumble/slither over to him for warmth. This is how the cuddle pile starts.

When he lays down, if you get anywhere near him, he’s begging you to lay down with him. Wants to whisper little compliments and lovely things. A big sap. Handsy but will definitely know when to lay off and will listen if you get uncomfortable. 

Belphie:

Honestly, doesn’t really drink. He’s more interested in the nap.

His biggest motivation is to get the others drunk so everyone’s quiet and he can sleep. Definitely wants Lucifer blackmail.

He’ll have a few things but he prefers a lot of something mild versus a mix or a few shots of something super potent

Will try the funnel drink challenge.

The third enticer. He wants to work everyone up (Lucifer especially) and get the booze going.

Borrows off of Beel’s body mass and ability to handle alcohol here and there, but it all catches up with him eventually

The type to have really diluted drinks because he’s already sleepy by nature and doesn’t want to faceplant with a shot glass.

Will slow dance with Asmo. When Asmo starts to struggle with his weight as Belphie gets cozy and sleepy, Beel steps in and you just see the twins purring and warbling to each other as Beel just scoops him up and lets him sit on his hip like a toddler.

Another one who wants to slither into your lap and take all your attention.

The type to do random shit like boop your nose and giggle about it.

The one who doesn’t want anyone else to touch you. If he’s laying on you then the others need to leave you alone. It’s not hard to understand!

[myheelsdontmatchmysweatpants]

A/N: I would like to preface this by letting everyone know that I am in no way knowledgeable about actual science things. That being said I am amazed that in a random draw I actually managed to get a prompt that had to do with flowers lol. This is my contribution to the BakuHarem Collab! Please take a second to check out the other contributions here!

Warning: bad science, no protection, swearing, overs!mulation, accidental exhibti0som, intoxicated smut? idk sex pollen is a drug i guess.....

W/C: 3.5k

“Bakugou, dude. We should not-”

“Shut up Kirishima!” Bakugou walks through the sterile hallways checking every corner for signs of other people. “That bitch took my top spot with some bullshit flowers?!” He finally gets to the lab that was granted to you for your research. After winning first place, stealing first place in the UA university science expo. He walks into the observing lobby, looking through the large window to make sure you weren’t working in the lab after hours.

“Just keep quiet and listen for any one coming this way.” He walks over to the security door and holds his key card up to it, the light on the scanner turns green and he hears the dead bolt slide open.

Kirishima is lingering behind him, hovering in the doorway. He turns to Bakugou to talk him out of this again but his friend has already entered the lab. “Ahh geez.” He didn’t even wear any safety gear.

As the door clicks shut behind him, Bakugou stops to examine the lab. Several different species of flowers in full bloom behind temperature controlled enclosures. Some of them are recognizable; lavender, chamomile, and jasmine. “I thought it would smell like the perfume department, this fuckin place smells like heaven.” Guess it wasn’t a new shampoo she was using then.

He walks through the aisles turning his head this way and that, trying to find something, anything that he can fuck up without it being overtly obvious. He gets to the back corner of the lab and sees a piece of familiar equipment. “Perfect.”

*****

“He said WHAT?!”

Your roommate flinches at your reaction to her news. “He told Professor Aizawa that your ‘Viagra flowers’ are a joke to the science department and they should ‘wither and die’.”

You’re fuming. That fuck tard Bakugou, mister my shit don’t stink is ridiculing my research? “All that man knows is how to blow shit up! Just cause I beat him in the expo this year, he thinks my research is a joke?!” You stand up from the couch, pacing in front of it and you can’t decide whether to scream or cry. “Why did I ever like that twat?”

Cause he has wide shoulders, big hands and scarlet eyes that -

“Oh for the love of god shut up.” Screw your inner thoughts.

Ochako watches you pace, worrying in her eyes when yours line with silver and your neck flushes bright red. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have told you that.”

You stop moving and look at her, guilt flooding through you as she slumps forward. “Don’t apologize, I was talkin to myself babe.” She nods her head weakly and you stand up straight “I’m gonna go.” You walk to the door grabbing your coat and key card.

“W-where are you going?” Ochako follows you to the door and grabs your wrist gently. You turn to her and smile, she was always so sweet but you knew that if shit went down she would be right beside you, kicking ass.

“I need to blow off some steam, so I’m gonna go check on my ‘Viagra flowers’.” She huffs a laugh and let's go.

“Alright, don’t stay too late.”

You nod, put on your shoes and leave the dorm. It’s a bit of a walk to the building the lab is in and hopefully the cool breeze will calm your mind.

*****

As you walk into the building you are grateful that your professor is more of a night owl than most students. Considering how many naps he takes during lectures it is no wonder he can’t sleep at night. You contemplate going to his office to say hi but think better of it.

Don’t wanna end up venting about Bakugou to my professor of all people.

You walk down the hallway and notice the door to your lab is cracked. Not unusual, a lot of students from your class have been coming and going to see the different species of flowers and plants you are growing. Assuming someone didn’t shut the door behind them you take your phone out of your pocket to check the time. Out of the corner of your vision a quick flash of red and you walk right into Kirishima, Bakugou’s friend and one of your classmates.

“Hey! How- how's it goin?”

You take a step back, rubbing your nose from face planting into his giant chest. Does this guy eat boulders for breakfast? “Hey Kiri! Just gonna do some late night tests! You checkin out my garden?”

“Yeah! Flowers are pretty.” He laughs, it’s high pitched and obviously forced.

You take in his nervous appearance, the fact that he is still standing in front of the door and your mood sours.

“Where is he?”

Kirishima looks like he is gonna try and stall but one look at the fury in your eyes and his head hangs down. “He’s in the lab,” you rush past him and punch in the code to open the door. “I tried to talk him out of it!”

The door clicks shut and the spiky blonde huffs in annoyance somewhere in the back of the lab.

“I told you shitty hair, if you’re gonna keep a look out you have to stand outside.”

You clear your throat and his head shoots up. You walk over to him, taking note of all of the plants and equipment, taking note of anything that looks different. As you get closer to him you notice that he smells particularly good tonight.

Keep it in your pants idiot

“Really Bakugou?” You stop a few steps away from him, noticing the various disassembled parts on the counter top behind him. “What were you gonna do, break my extraction equipment and make it look like a malfunction? Are you a B-Movie villain?”

He stands up and you are reminded of how small you feel next to him, wide shoulders, arms barely fitting the t-shirt he was wearing, strong chest that tapers to a toned waist. He laughs and you look at his face. What I wouldn’t give to just lick from your navel to your neck.

“A B-Movie villain huh? That’s rich coming from the fanfiction cliché scientist.” He crosses his arms, your eyes quickly dart to the sight of his biceps flexing with the movement then back at him.

“Fanfiction cliché? What the actual fuck are you talking about?” You take another step towards him, softly inhaling his scent. Why does he smell so good?

He laughs at you again, the sound caresses your skin and you realize your feeling very, very hot. You drag your fingers through your hair, your eyes zeroing in on a bead of sweat running down the side of his face. When you lick your lips and shift to take another step closer a small part of your brain connects the dots. “What. Did. You. Do?”

Bakugou looks at you, noticing your flushed cheeks and eyes that show you aren’t quite your normal smart and sexy self. Reaching behind himself you hear the unmistakable sound of clinking glass, he grabs a beaker, an open beaker. “Just grabbed this from your equipment, I know how long it takes to extract this stuff. Would suck if it were to suddenly go missing.”

“You idiot! Do you know how potent it is in that form?!” You reach for it but he pulls the beaker out of your reach. “Why do you think I keep it enclosed? You have to close it up now!”

“Why should I?”

Honestly how stupid can this guy get?!

“Put it back in the enclosure first and I’ll explain it to you!” Your breathing is getting heavy, the closer you get to Bakugou the hotter your body feels. You lunge for him again and trip, he hurries to put the beaker on the table behind him and catch you. Put off balance from the position you both crash to the floor with him underneath you. Sighing in frustration you lift yourself up only to bump your head on the table, knocking over the beaker and spilling the extract over you both.

“Shit!” You scramble off of him and run to the door, pressing the exposure button and effectively locking it. You turn to Bakugou and back up trying your best to keep your distance. “Stay on that side of the room, if we’re far enough apart the effects won’t be as bad.”

“What are the effects?” The question is spoken so calmly that you almost convince yourself he didn’t speak at all.

“What are the fucking side effects!?” His shirt is soaked, sticking to his tanned skin. The outline of his chiseled body makes your mouth go dry. You look back at his face, his mouth twisted in frustration at your silence but no less attractive. The sharp angle of his jawline, pink lips slightly chapped, aristocratic nose, scarlet eyes that-

“Take a picture, it'll last longer.” Shaking your head to clear some of the fog in your brain, you focus on him again.

“It’s an aphrodisiac so obviously it enhances sexual desire.”

“Yeah-yeah, sex pollen I get it. But what else?” he rings out the bottom of his shirt, lifting it slightly and you avert your eyes.

“It is not sex pollen, I don’t even use the pollen of the plant.” the last part coming out in a mumble. “The aphrodisiac only works on people who are consenting adults that are attracted to each other.” You clear your throat.

Bakugou freezes for a moment and looks up at you, examining you. The flushed skin, short breaths, and how you keep as much distance between the two of you as the small lab provides.

“So why are you so far away then?” The smirk on his face is sinful as all hell.

Cheeky bastard.

“Surely I don’t have to spell it out for you.” Resisting the urge to turn your face away from him like a pouty child..

“HA!” The smug look on his face momentarily lifts the cloud of lust and replaces it with anger. “Of course you’re attracted to me, who wouldn’t be?”

“Well, aren't you a cocky bastard?” Hoping you're not about to embarrass yourself you take a chance and muster up some courage. Slowly walking up to him you notice that his forehead is glistening with sweat, his breathing heavy, ears and back of his neck flushed with pink. “Tell me, Katsuki. How are you feeling?”

A few steps and you can see his hands balled up in white knuckled fists, a few more his jaw clench and unclench. Once you are only an arms length away you can see him swallow harshly, Adam's apple bobbing, nostrils flaring. You push your breasts against his toned chest, the light friction causing a moan to escape your mouth, the sound going straight to his cock.

“I’m - I’m fine.” Bakugou clears his throat, the sound of his first name from your lips sweeter than it should be.

“Lookin a little flushed, you feeling hot?”

He doesn’t answer, his attention captured by the closeness of your body, your lips, the tops of your breasts peeking out of the v neck top you’re wearing.. He stops breathing when your tongue flicks out to lick your bottom lip.

“Cat got your tongue?”

On impulse his hands move to rest on your hips, eyes never leaving your lips. “What was the question again?”

“How. Are. You. Feeling.” you walk your fingers up his chest with each word before pulling his head down so you can whisper in his ear, the anger fading fast. “Katsuki.” You hear him growl, the sound reverberating through your core, then you're being picked up.

“I’m gonna ruin you.” Bakugou crashes his lips to yours, pressing you up against one of the walls and bracing you with one hand so that the other can wrap around your throat. “Fuck, you drive me crazy.” He bites your lip, licking it to soothe the hurt. “Smart, funny, sexy, beautiful.”

You whine at the words and grind against the bulge in his pants, your pussy throbbing with need. “Need to feel you touch me Bakugou.” He stops moving and you shift to try and grind against him again but he holds you tight, slightly squeezing the sides of your neck.

“What happened to calling me by my first name, baby girl?” Loosening his hand and crouching down as if to put you down you sputter out “Kat-Katsuki Please touch me.”

The feral grin on his face has your pussy drooling and you all but sigh in relief when he stands up straight and slips a hand under your shirt, cupping one of your breasts. “Oh god yes.”

“You’re so soft baby,” he pulls one of the cups down and rolls your nipple in between his fingers. “Take off your shirt, wanna see those pretty tits.”

Katsuki keeps playing with your nipple when you rip your shirt off, making short work of your bra and tossing it. As soon as the other nipple is in view he dives down to suckle it, his mouth hot. You throw your head back, grabbing fistfuls of his hair and pushing your chest out to give him better access.

He is merciless in his teasing, alternating between breasts, making sure to suck each nipple till they are both hard peaks. Kissing the top of your soft globes, your collarbone and neck, everywhere his mouth goes is left with a mark in varying shades of red and purple.

You grow impatient with him, needing to make him feel as good wanting to feel him with your hands, mouth, teeth.

“Wanna feel you too Katsuki.” you whine as he pinches one nipple while nibbling the other one. When you pull on his hair a little he groans but lifts his head, pulling both nipples with him before letting them go.

“What do ya wanna feel, baby girl?”

With all your inhibitions throw out the window you lean down and whisper in his ear. “Wanna feel you fuck me.”

You pull away and he quickly sets you down, you’re about to object when he takes his shirt off in one smooth motion then starts unbuttoning his jeans. You rush to follow, unzipping your pants and pulling them down, before you can pull down your panties he grabs your hand stopping you. “Leave ‘m on.”

Katsuki picks you up again before you can get a good look at his cock, but when it's pressed against you there is no need to see it. “Fuck you’re huge.”

He smirks at you, smug pride in his eyes. “Glad you approve.” Reaching a hand down he pulls your panties to the side and runs his fingers through your wet folds. “This all for me?” bringing his fingers up to show you the slick dripping down them he puts them in his mouth and sucks. “Gonna have to enjoy that tasty treat later.”

Your body is burning up, breathing is heavy as you both watch him drag his cock along your wet slit before pushing in. Your moans echo in the lab and neither one of you cares as Katsuki's cock drags against your inner walls until bottoming out. Right now is not the time for slow strokes, not with the aphrodisiac flowing through both of your bodies, so he starts a pace that has your ass slapping against his thighs.

“C-cumming!” You scream out before your body bows in on itself and you're creaming around his cock.

“Already?” a sideways grin on his face Katsuki starts moving you up and down in time with his thrusts, his cock reaching that much deeper. “Gonna cum for me again? Come on baby, wanna feel you milk my cock.”

Your mind is going blank, the only thing running through it is Katsuki. “Please don’t stop,” you dig your nails into his shoulders. “M Gonna cum again.” His thrusts go shallow and the head of his cock drags against your walls, hitting all the right spots.

You’re repeating his name endlessly, the only word that is in your mind then you’re cumming again. Your legs tense around his waist and your pussy clenches down hard enough that he has to stop moving or risk hurting you. He watches your face contorted in pleasure and starts thrusting as soon as he feels your orgasm subside.

“One more.”

Your head fuzzy, body limp from two orgasms. “I can’t!”

“Wrong,” Katsuki pulls out for a second, setting you on the floor and pushing on your back. You obediently bend forward grabbing the edge of the counter top and he wastes no time in rutting back into you. “You want me to stop?”

“NO”

“Then you got one more beautiful thing.” He sticks two fingers in his mouth, getting them wet then reaches around rubbing soft circles on your puffy clit. His other hand gripping your hip, before moving up and grabbing your shoulder using it as leverage to fuck into you harder.

“Come on, cum for me.”

You turn your head to the side trying your best to look in his eyes, yours tearing up at the overstimulation. “You cum too, fill me up Katsuki.”

“Oh fuck yeah.” Bending his knees he thrusts up into you and with the new angle, teasing circles being rubbed on your clit and the feral moans coming out of his mouth you cum one last time.

Fuckfuckfuckfuck

Katsuki cums after you, rope after rope of cum coating your fluttering walls.

You both stand there catching your breath. Katsuki pulls out and you whimper, “Oh don’t worry beautiful,” he picks you up again, walks over to a chair and sits down with you in his lap “not done with you yet.”

By the time you are spent both of you are exhausted and lost track of how many times either of you came. He helps you stand up, quickly pulling your panties back in place. “Don’t want you leakin.”

You giggle and pick up your clothes from the floor, he helps you get dressed and you both walk to the door. Making sure to check the air quality before leaving the lab you confirm that nothing is left in the air and unlock it. Before opening the door you turn to him opening your mouth to ask a question but he talks first.

“Let's go back to my room, yeah? I’ll help you clean up.” His voice rough from moaning and growling but you can see a small smile on his lips. Even though you know that the effects of the extract have worn off you can’t help but worry that he is still under their influence. Nodding your head you turn away from him again and open the door, walking into the lobby.

“I assume you're finished with the lab?”

You stop dead in your tracks, Katsuki bumping into you. “P-professor Aizawa?” Red hair peeks out behind him and Kirishima looks at you both with a nervous sharp toothed smile and red face. The fog of your memory clears and you vaguely remember hearing knocking on the window and door while you were… indisposed.

Katsuki steps in front of you, from the lack of red on his face or neck you know he isn’t nearly as mortified as you. “How long have you been standing there?”

The tired eyes of your teacher examine both of you. “Long enough.” He sighs heavily and pinches the bridge of his nose. “You are both to meet me in my office tomorrow morning.”

And just before you can’t get anymore embarrassed he walks out and says over his shoulder. “The labs aren’t sound proof, and these walls echo.”

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