#anyway i love this image anon i know they would be SO EMBARRASSING

[qprstobin]

I think about life partners Steve and Robin adopting kids so often and I Know. I just KNOW that stobin would do the endless cycle of “go ask your mom” “go ask your dad” just to be so annoying. They think it is the funniest thing in the world. Their fifteen year old who just wants to see a movie with their friends does not.

Stobin would be the world's most EMBARRASSING parents. They have endlessly cyclical arguments, and will never, ever let go of a bit. They are the type that one starts a joke, the other continues it, and it just keeps on going, until their teenager wants to disown themselves post-haste (except not really because they love their parents). Bouncing off your thing, just like they'd send their kid in circles on purpose, they would also be constantly dropping wild lore about each other to one up the other. "Oh, your father won't let you go on a date at 16? Do you know how many people he had "dated" by 16?" "Well, at 16 your mother was in love with Kermit the Frog-" that kind of shit. They aren't conventional parents by any means, but there is! no shortage of love in that house!

[s1m0nth3swag]

More milkman x reader smut but can you do chubby reader?? Please

Yes ofc!

As a chubby guy myself, none of my stories are ever written with a certain body type in mind, BUT obviously, I'm gonna write smth when requested so yeah!

Also I hope its okay that I brought body issues into this because I just think it fit the situation and the idea I had was just immediately "Francis would just be the absolute sweetest when making sure his partner loved themselves as much as he loves them".

Thanks so much for the request, anon!

WARNINGS/ CONTENT INFO; Smut, more soft, GN!Reader, Chubby Reader, Francis being just a tiny bit obsessed, established relationship, mentions of insecurity/ body image issues, Francis being a sweetheart and showing Reader that he loves them no matter what ♡♡

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

Nothing annoyed you more than the days when you would feel like you didn't look good. You stared at the mirror, looking at your body with slight disgust and disappointment. You felt like you were too big in all the wrong places, and you can't help but hate yourself for it. You should work out, eat less, all that. Instead, you threw on a wide hoodie - one that belonged to your boyfriend Francis, hid your legs with loose fitting pants, and snuggled up on the couch, determined to ignore the thoughts you were having.

Francis was at work, so you were alone, and honestly, that wasn't helping one bit. You knew he'd help you, he always said that he loved you no matter what, not for your body but your soul, or something like that, but right now you doubted his words a little.

Once Francis returned, he found you on the couch still. You were focused on some random show you had put on to distract yourself, but he noticed the way you hugged your body uncomfortably. "You okay, love?" He asked, walking over and sitting down on the couch beside you. You nodded solemnly but didn't look at him. He immediately knew what was going on. He sighed, wrapped his arms around you, and pulled you onto his lap, cradling you softly. He placed kisses on your cheeks and neck, murmuring softly. "You know I love you, baby.. you're the absolute most perfect being on the planet for me." He tells you, but your insecurities have long taken over. You cling to him desperately, and even though deep down you knew he wasn't lying, you didn't fully trust his words.

After a few minutes of sitting together, Francis telling you that he loved you and peppering your face with kisses, he softly picked you up and carried you to the bedroom - for a simple milkman, Francis was stronger than he looked.

He muttered something along the lines of showing you that he was being honest before pulling the hoodie off of you. You protested, tried to keep the fabric covering your body, but Francis wouldn't let you. He didn't even give you the chance to say something. Instead, he held your hands over your head and placed soft kisses all over your upper body. He paid special attention to the areas he knew you hated most, muttering praises in between each kiss. You were a flustered mess, and though the feelings about your body didn't magically disappear, they definitely weren't your main focus anymore. The way Francis' lips felt against your now feverish skin was almost heavenly, and you swore he was probably an angel sent to you by God just to help you through life. It would explain a lot, actually.

Your boyfriend took his sweet time with you. He didn't pull off your pants before he was 100% sure that you didn't think about your body type anymore. Soft kisses against your thighs, his hand ghosting over the hem of your underwear as you practically begged him to finally take them off. "Promise you aren't thinking lowly of yourself anymore?" He hummed, grinning against your skin. You whined, pouting. "I promise, jus'.. please..?" You muttered, feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "Wouldn't be able to deny you any longer anyway." Francis chuckles, sliding your underwear down slowly, making you squirm impatiently. You hated that he was still fully clothed, so you did your best to tug at his shirt, mumbling something about unfairness. "Always so needy.." Your boyfriend hummed, but he gave in to your request, his shirt hitting the ground, his pants following soon after. The only thing separating the two of you were now his boxers - and of course, Francis had to be a dick about taking them off.

"You're so stunning... Do you know that baby?" He purred. "Tell me you know that." His hands slid over your thighs, squeezing lightly as he patiently waits for you to repeat his words. You wanted to protest, but at the same time, you knew he wouldn't let you get off easily. "I know.." You mumble, looking away from him. "Ah-ah. Look at me. Be honest." Francis smiles, placing a kiss against your thigh. You grumbled, looked at him, and repeated your words a little more strongly. "There you go." He hummed in answer, leaning up to press a kiss against your lips.

Francis made a point of giving you praise after every thrust. He refused to go faster since he wanted to make sure you fully understood. It didn't seem to bother him that you almost cried while begging him to move faster. He just kept dragging his hips slowly, mumbling a praise with a shaky voice and pressing kisses onto your cheeks or lips. While sure, it was really sweet, you couldn't help but genuinely want him to be a little rougher. You knew this was soft torture for him as well, since you could feel him twitch inside you, eager to chase after release. Francis only gave in after he had made sure that you knew he really wasn't playing around. He loved you. He didn't want you to feel bad about yourself just because of the way your body looked. You were more than attractive to him, after all.

You whined when he finally thrust into you properly, clenching around him as you gripped onto his back harshly. Francis let out a soft groan, snuggling his face against your neck as he finally allowed both of you to reach the high you had been begging for - and he had denied himself just to make sure you were focused. He didn't even care when he came inside you, too lazy to pull out in time as he pressed wet kisses against your neck.

"Promise you believe me, sweetheart?" He hums, resting against you. "Promise. For now." You chuckled, slightly tired after all that. Francis sighs and pouts, looking at you sternly. "Do I need to start all over again?" He asks, smiling as you shake your head and kiss him. "Just cuddling will do." You mumble against his lips.

[yujinnieswifeu]

can you do one where the reader feels like they have lost their sex appeal and asks a friend for help to understand the situation? (Here my inspo and can you do a g!p too plz)

Pairings: sub!fem reader x g!p dom!wonyoung

Warnings: smut, g!p wonyoung (wonyoung has a dick)

a/n: hi anon! Just wanna say thanks for the inspo, i really like it when people request a plot which you did, and also i rlly hope you enjoy this cause i sure did when i wrote🥹. U didn’t request any specific idol so i just went w wony to complete ot5 and also cause i feel she would fit this inspo the best! (Btw, i recognise the fanart hehe, should i write for genshin too? 🤭)

It has been weeks since you and Wonyoung did that. Every time you try to initiate it, she would decline it, telling you she wants to go to sleep or that she was tired. It has you overthinking, what if she doesn’t like you in that way anymore? Are you just not attractive to her? So many thoughts whirl in your mind and you really needed to let it out. So who else than your bestie? Surely she can help you with this situation right?

。。。(it means time skip)

“I..I don’t know how to tell you this.” You say, feeling embarrass even thinking about the situation you were going through now, your cheeks feeling hot at the thought of telling something so personal to your best friend. But she was the only one who you could rely on whenever you had troubles. “y/nnnn, you better tell me now.” She dragged her words, rolling her eyes in slight annoyance. You had been this way for the past 30 minutes, and Rei was starting to get frustrated she was not able to get it out from you.

“Fine! Ugh, ithinkilostmysexappeal!” The words comes out quickly, the pout on your face as you look at the floor instead, suddenly finding that to be more interesting. The sudden sound of laughter floods the café instead, your head immediately shoots up, looking at Rei who was now laughing. You looked around, seeing some people stare your way and you glared at her. “Keep it down!” You whispered and she wiped the tears that escaped from laughing so much. “I-i’m sorry, i just can’t believe you just said that.” She said, now more calmly as you sighed frustratingly.

“Wony has been ignoring my advances when i try to initiate.” You say truthfully, your brows furrow in thought, your expression showing how worried you were that Rei becomes serious. “And what does she say?” She frowns, her fingers wrapping around the straw as she stirs her drink, taking a sip of it. “She just tells me she does not feel like it, sometimes she says it’s because she’s tired. I’m worried Rei.” You looked at the table as you let out your emotions, and Rei pouts as she stares at you.

“Maybe she’s just tired like she says? Honestly, i know Wonyoung could never stop loving you with how she keeps talking about you.” You looked up at her, tilting your head. “How do you know that?” You were surprised, Rei has never told you stuff concerning your girlfriend before, so it came off as surprising for you. That was until you could see the slight tint of red on her cheeks, a smirk appearing on your face instead. “Rei…don’t tell me…it’s Liz isn’t it?” You squealed, and it wad Rei’s turn to look at the floor, covering her face.

“Aha, i knew it!” You say rather too loud, attracting some eyes at your table once again, and you mutter a sorry in their direction, looking at your friend who only groans. “Yes but i can’t help it when she looks like a teddy bear most of the time!” It was your turn to laugh, but not as loud this time, with Rei quickly bringing you back to the topic at hand. “Anyways, i think you don’t need to worry so much y/n yah, maybe you just need to..up your game?” She raises her brows in a playful manner, which makes you giggle a little. “You mean…dress something that makes her want to do that with me?” She nods her head, and you give it a thought.

Dress something..what always makes Wonyoung go crazy? Your mind reeled with different images of you, and you were sure your face was red. Rei was giggling at your face, taking pictures from her phone as you groaned, trying to snatch her phone from her.

。。。

You were nervous, your heart was racing every millisecond at this point, you looked at yourself one last time in the mirror, the headband rested on your head was one with bunny ears, and you had wore a lingerie with her favourite colour red. When Rei told you earlier to wear something that would make her go crazy, you immediately thought of this since you had wore something similar before and it had made her go feral. You just hoped the outfit you had on would make her go as feral as that time.

Soon you could hear the sounds of keys jangling, the door opening, and her voice ringing throughout the house.

“Baby i’m home!” She had said, and instead of replying or your usual, where you would greet her with a hug, you immediately jumped on the bed, sprawling yourself out instead to look sexy for her. “Babes?” Her voice echos again, and you could hear the door to your shared bedroom open, your heart was racing as she opens the door fully, her eyes immediately on yours as she froze there on the spot. Her eyes were boring holes into your skin, it made you feel naked, the electric feeling running through you. “Welcome home Wony..h-how do you like my outfit? I dressed up for you since you haven’t been giving my body attention a-and though-” She stops your rambling instead by kissing you with hunger, her hands lost in your hair as she slides them down your back, feeling your skin on her fingers as you melted into her, moaning against her lips.

She pulled away, her eyes now a darker shade of brown, as she bit her bottom lip. “My bunny wants attention that bad huh?” There was that nickname, you only whimper at her words, her hand slides up to play at your headband, stroking the ears as her eyes stayed glue to yours. “Fuck..you make me so hard y/n..” She whispers against your ears, her tongue probes out, flicking against your earlobe as she grinds herself against you, making you feel how hard she was and you gasp, your fingers around her back pulling her closer to you. “Y-you feel that bunny?” Panting, she pulls away, giving you a show as she undo her blouse and unclasps her bra quickly, the bra falling off as she throws it somewhere across the room, leaving the blouse on as she knew what it does to you.

Moving next to you, she pats her lap and you get the message, your thighs over hers as you watch her undo her belt. The bulge was already obvious, poking at her pants wanting to be freed of its confinements. It only makes you squirm on her lap, watching her as she finally pulls down her pants, helping her to get rid of it fully as you throw it at the edge of the bed. You stared at her covered bulge again, a damp spot evident on her panties. It makes you bite your lips, and you hear her clicking her tongue. “Eyes up here bunny.” The nickname rolls over her lips, making you whimper again as you look up into her eyes, feeling like a prey as she stares into yours like a predator. “I want to see you bounce on me bunny, you’re good at that aren’t you? You’re a bunny after all” She cocks her head to one side, and you nod your head desperately. The feeling between your legs was uncomfortable at this point, just aching to be filled with her cock.

You feel her pressing her fingers over your clothed area, the pressure on your clit makes you move your hips, moaning softly for her. She bites her lips, watching you as you masturbate on her fingers, it only makes her harder. She stills your hips with her other hand, sliding your panties to one side, looking down at how wet you are, it almost makes her moan. “Fuck…you’re such a fucking tease huh bunny? Wearing my favourite colour on you..and those bunny ears, you know what it does to me.” She groans, feeling her squeeze at your hip where her hand stayed, before feeling her pull your body closer to her, reaching to take her cock, stroking it and slapping it over your clit.

You gasp, your hands gripping her shoulders as she continues to slap her tip over your clit, making it red and puffy just how she likes it. “So pretty for me, i love you like this bunny..now show me how you bounce on my cock.” She orders, making you whine out. Your hand goes to your panties, wanting to take them off before feeling her hands stop you. “Don’t. I want it on bunny.” She warns, her eyes glaring into yours to not talk back which makes you gulp instead, feeling her guide her tip over your sopping hole. Your eyes rolls to the back when you feel her tip past your hole, the feeling only makes you moan loudly, gripping at her shoulders.

She pulls you down slowly over her cock, letting you adjust to her size before she was fully inside of you. The feeling only makes you whimper, as you start to bounce on her cock. She groans as she watches you move up and down on her cock, her hands goes to your ass, giving them a small squeeze before spreading your asscheeks apart, stretching your hole. It only makes it easier for you to move all the way, the added sensation causes your body to tremble slightly, a shiver running down your spine as you continue to milk her dry.

“W-what a good bunny.” She praises you, pressing her lips on yours as you both make out messily, her tongue slides across your bottom lip asking for access and you part your lips, the feeling of her tongue around yours makes you moan softly, still bouncing on her cock. You could feel her fingers running up your spine, making you shiver as she goes to unclasp your bra.

Pulling away from the kiss, she watches you as you continue to masturbate yourself over her cock, the feeling of your walls wrapping around her makes her moan softly, her hand goes over to your breasts as they shake with each bounce, stimulating them. She could feel your walls tightening around her, making her head tilt to the back as she lets out a throaty moan. “S-so fucking tight bunny.” She groans out, before gripping on your hips, guiding you over her cock.

You could feel your stomach coil, the need to come washes over you “I-i need to cum please Wony?” You struggle to say, and she holds your hip in place, driving her cock in and out of your pussy instead. You cry out, head lost in her neck as she moves her hips even faster, fucking you roughly, making your eyes roll. “I-i’m going to breed this pussy full of my bunnies, o-oh fuck fuck fuck, cum with me bunny!” Her words only sends you over the edge as you cum all over her cock, your eyes rolls back as you see white, crying out her name as your walls closes around her, feeling her seeds paint your insides white.

She pants softly, your head nestled in her neck as you both take some time to come down from your shared orgasms. “Wow.” She wearily says, her fingers drawing lazy circles on your back. You look up at her, and she smiles down at you. “Finally back to earth?” She teases, and you roll your eyes playfully. “Well no, i’m still in heaven.” You reply, a smile forming on your face and you could see her cheeks turn slightly red. It was like a whole different demeanour from when she fucked you, but you liked it either way.

“You going to tell me why you dressed up as a bunny now?” She changes the topic, and it makes you bite your bottom lip nervously. “I just…just thought that i lost my sex appeal.” You tell her truthfully, and her brows furrows in thought, thinking back on how she has been the past few days, the realisation hits her and she sighs. “Baby, look at me.” She says, making you look up into her eyes and she cups your cheeks in her palms. “I’m sorry, i didn’t notice i was neglecting my poor bunny, but i swear i still love you okay? I’ve just been really busy with work and just want to sleep each time i hit the bed.” She pouts, her eyes now looking sad as she stares at your face. You gave her a comforting smile instead, before pressing your lips on hers once more.

“And i’m sorry i did not communicate this with you sooner, it was wrong of me too.” She giggles, her infamous grin appearing on her face instead. “Well, i quite like this one though, you looked so hot in that bunny outfit.” She bites her bottom lip, and you only hide your face against her neck, whining for her to stop teasing you. Giggling, she pulls your face to hers, pecking your lips. “I love you my bunny.” She says, her forehead against yours. “I love you too Wony. And we should wash up now.” You were about to pull away before she pulls you back into her embrace.

“No, let’s stay in this position for a while, i like being inside of you my bunny.” She teases, and you knew you had a long night ahead of you.

[wc-m0ch4]

Shadow the Hedgehog x gn! Reader NSFW Headcanons

I forgot that you have to reply to an ask directly so he's the image of said ask lol

(Separate note but I kinda wanna do some of the rottmnt or 2012 tmnt bros so I might be doing some stuff on them next lol anyways–)

Shadow is on the dominant side I feel like this is obvious LMAO

Like he might occasionally sub but it'd be like a power bottom sort of thing

He'd definitely be into forcing his partner into submission

BRAT TAMER

sorry

Anyways

A close runner-up is having a S/O that willingly submits to him from the get-go

Send nudes/ revealing pics to this man PLEASE–

Imagine you're texting Shadow asking him when he'll get home and he's all 'it's going to be hours before I get home, be patient' yada yada then you send a pic in some lingerie and he just:

"Be ready."

Then like 10 minutes later you're getting railed LMAO

He's got a folder of every dirty picture you've sent him and he'll tease you about them

You walk in on him sorting through them and he laughs when you get embarrassed

"You're the one who sent the pictures. Did you think I would waste such works of art?" And he's got a pic of your ass on screen LMAO

I think he'd be into photography during sex

Not sex tapes but like he's got a Polaroid camera specifically for when you two go at it

Also I think he'd like punishment

Okay imagine Shadow makes a bunch of rules for you to follow in the bedroom that day but he purposefully makes it so you can't AHAKDNABKAND

"Aw, couldn't do it, love? I guess I'll have to fix that."

And there rules to follow during the punishment and if you don't follow them.... sheeeshhhhh

Like let's say he spanks you, you have to count each one, thank him properly each time, you're not allowed to squirm or whine, like you are so FUCKED (LITERALLY)

I don't think he's really into bondage exactly but let's talk about him tying your hands and then telling you if you want to cum you have to figure it out yourself OMFGGGGG

You try to hump the heel of your foot and he mocks you the whole time

Adding on to that, he's into orgasm denial/control

If ya want your orgasm, ya gotta work for it, thems tha rules

He'll use toys and give you tasks to do

He'll have you sucking his dick while he controls the remote vibrator inside you

If you want him to turn up the speed, you better get to gobblin that cob yfm?

I think Shadow would prefer missionary so he can see your face, so you can wrap your legs around him, so he can grab at your hips and nipples, etc.

Okay so outside of the bedroom–

Shadow manspreads and it's just MMMMM

He'd do things in public that turn you on without even thinking of it lmao

Like he'd grab your hips when he's trying to move past you

Or whisper in a low voice in your ear

Or say things without realizing the double meaning (a perfect opening for 'that's what she said' jokes)

Okay continuing on,

I think he'd have some sort of claiming thing going on

Cum inside you/on you, mark you (bites, bruises), writing on you, etc.

I mean like you're your own person, of course.... but your his

Okay I know I've been going on about his kinks but overall I think he'd be pretty vanilla is just occasionally he'll get more risqué

That's when all the kinky shit pops out

Not entirely related but Rogue would probably ask you some time into the relationship if y'all have done the deed LMAO

And if you say 'yes' she's asking for details lol

Anyways that's all I got for today, thank you my dear anon <3

Happy Holidays to everyone! I wanted to do a holiday themed thing but that might be coming later (like months later lmao)

Requests are open currently and I'll see y'all soon ;)

[didyoulookforme]

“matty has no problem getting himself off in front of you. whether it is by using his hand or having to hump a pillow or whatever”

oh lord i need a blurb of this right now im so serious, matty humping a pillow to get off would be so hot😵‍💫

my dearest anon, thank you for feeding into my delusion ♥️

smutty nonsensical half-baked ramble below.

so here’s the deal.

this is probably one of those nights when matty comes over to your place after his shift is done. you like having your own space so that’s why you don’t live together yet btw, but you might as well be with all of the nights he spends over. and he’s also literally taken over part of your closet, having a designated spot for all of his music t-shirt collection and shorts. ANYWAY. it’s late, you’ve both had dinner and are listening to one of your records as you cuddle on the couch, sharing a glass of red wine. why use two when you can only dirty up one, right?

you want to lay down, so you grab your pillow you keep by the couch (you often nap there because it’s cozy and love falling asleep while listening to music) and place it on his lap with your head on top gazing up at him. matty looks down as he takes a sip of the wine and you can’t help but notice as he grins, an expression you know all too well by now.

“don’t act like this is the first time i’ve had my head between your legs.”

“what now? can’t your boyfriend get excited seeing his girl down on his lap?”

“alright. that's fair. but can your girlfriend know what dirty thought is rattling inside that filthy mind of yours this time?”

he downs the last of the wine before putting the empty glass on the coffee table.

“just made me think of when i was a horny teenager and i’d use a pillow to get off.”

“oh my god matthew. what the fuck?” you sit up to face him at eye level and he just snorts back with one of his stupid laughs.

“you asked and i told you,” he raises his hands up in innocence, “didn’t do anything wrong this time.”

“you’re fucking unreal.”

“oh, c’mon love, humour me here.” he hugs the pillow against his chest trying to give you his best puppy eyes. “you mean to tell me you never used one to make yourself feel good? isn’t it like a rite of passage for every 13 year old?”

it was obvious that the blood rushed straight to your face as you felt your cheeks grow warm. and he instantly noticed, too.

“see?” he gives you a quick peck on the nose. “i knew it.”

“oh, fuck you, matty.”

“you know i’d let you anytime, sweet.”

your hands cover your face in embarrassment but it doesn’t last long as he pries them away to eye you closely.

“or you can watch me fuck this instead,” he motions towards the pillow, “if you want.”

you were utterly and properly numb as soon as those words left his mouth. of course you wanted to watch him. who were you kidding? not him, nor yourself. and you didn’t even get a chance to answer before matty was already lifting his shirt off, doing it in one swift motion just like he knew drove you crazy.

"i swear i can't with you."

"and you don't have to, i'm gonna do the work for you. jus—hey, what the fuck was that for?" you had yanked the pillow from him, smacking him across the face, but he just laughed it off in the end. he knew you were flustered and didn't want to press too hard.

he grabs your wrist and pulls you close so he can kiss you, tasting that familiar mix of cheap red wine and cigarettes. "you sure you are okay with this?"

you just mumble a quiet yes against his lips, the confirmation he needs to start undoing his belt and it's not even ten or twenty seconds later that his shorts and boxers are pooled at his feet. the image of your boyfriend sitting naked in the middle of your couch is not a new one by any means, he's fucked you there countless times already, but you've never seen him like this, with your (favourite) pillow covering his already hard dick.

"c'mere love." he gets you to sit next to him, your left side flush against his body. you swear a part of you dies as his right hand takes your left one, bringing up to give it a kiss before placing it flat on the dark blue cushion, now pressing both of your palms against his cock. this gives him enough friction to start rutting his hips against the pillow, moving at an agonizingly slow pace to keep you from freaking out. and to tease you, of course.

but it doesn't take long before he pushes you hand down further, needing more weight against him. "right there, 'kay love?" and you obey without a second though, feeling as his hard cock moves against your palm. you carefully watch when his head falls back on the sofa, his fingers shifting through his curls when he turns to stare at you.

"gotta say it feels better than i remembered."

you bite on your lip to swallow your proud grin and using that moment to press harder on the pillow.

"shit."

matty moans and groans between laughs, his hips not missing a beat as they continue to rut against the pillow. you can tell he's getting close as his breaths get more high pitched and as he squeezes your thigh trying to keep himself grounded in reality.

"that's it, baby."

he brushes your hair away from your face so he can devour your lips, praises spilling from his mouth into yours.

"always so good for me."

it's only a few minutes later that his legs finally start trembling and you can clearly tell the moment he comes against your pillow, feeling it tense underneath you.

"okay, stop stop st—" you instantly take your hand away as he became overstimulated with the pressure on his now sensitive cock. he likes being calmed down by you kissing his neck so that's exactly what you do.

"well, you've now ruined my pillow." you nip at his collarbone. "thanks so much for that."

"not the first one, love. and hopefully not the last one."

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i like to think this is him that night <3

okay, i'm done. thank you for following along. you're the best. i love you dearly.

[god-has-entered-my-body]

Sugar - Matty Healy

A/N: no banner because im exhausted. also not proofread in the slightest. anon this goes out to you my love, i hope you're well xx

wc: 2k

content warnings: smut, fluff, swearing, dirty talk, sub! matty, use of sex toys (strap-on), blowjobs (he suck girlies strap), so fucking filthy do not look at me, praise, slight degradation, coming untouched, humping, begging, teasing (?), power imbalance

It's not real. It doesn't feel like it anyway. 

The air is thick, hanging like a fog over your senses, engulfing you. The soft cushion of the sofa feels comfortable against the back of your legs and you suck in a deep breath of oxygen, letting your shoulders relax. 

It's dim, the only light source coming from cheap fairy lights you had convinced Matty to buy on a stoned trip to poundland, most of the light bulbs flickering every so often in the corner of your eye.

Your vision focuses when you hear a creak beneath you, Matty’s knees shifting on the marble floor, clearly uncomfortable. He, of course, doesn't say anything, but is still grateful when you offer him a pillow, your fingers brushing against each other as you hand it to him, a sickly sweet smile spreading into his face. 

It takes one look downwards to tell he’s hard, aching, straining against the confines of his black joggers. His shirt clings to him obscenely, leaving nothing to imagination as your eyes rake over his body, the slight protrusion of his nipple piercing making your breath shallow, a detail Matty notices immediately.

“Someone’s excited.” you mutter, embarrassment flushing his cheeks at your comment, his hands resting on your thighs, gripping them. He nods, grinning at you with a look in his eye mischievous as he turns to look directly at your lap. 

Matty was an experimentalist, always one to try everything at least once, just to see if he liked it, leaving no stone unturned. So now, as he sits between your legs, fingernails digging into the skin of your thighs, eyes fixated on your strap, maybe he was a bit nervous. His heart beats erratically in his chest, feeling all of the blood in his body rush south as you eye him from above, waiting for him to make a move. 

His lips part as you shift on the sofa, bringing your hips forward, a silent gesture of encouragement. You do your best to seem composed, to seem like you weren't doing everything in your power to just grab him and take him right there on the floor, writhing and whimpering under your harsh touch. 

No, this is about him. He had brought the idea to you, fingers picking at his skin as he refused to make eye contact, rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet. It looked odd, seeing him so anxious about bringing something to you. 

“I want to suck your cock.”  

His words pierced your mind with dozens of fantasies and images. Matty, on his knees, eyes wide and bleary as he struggled to take your strap down his throat, choking at the heavy weight of it on his tongue. The sounds he would make, whimpering as you pushed his head down further, the sight of his struggle igniting a flame at the pit of your stomach. 

You had never in your life agreed to anything as enthusiastically as you did in that moment, assuring him that his fantasy was the hottest thing that had ever come out of his mouth. A smile spread onto his lips as he registered his words, getting giddy at the thought of being on his knees for you, putting on a show, his only task being to look pretty.

All which brought you to this moment, a moment you wish you could freeze in time and hang up on the wall above your bed, looking up fondly at the memory of him; in front of you, licking his lips in anticipation. 

You know he’s nervous, but you also know he knows he’s safe. Your relationship was nothing without the trust the two of you shared, unshakeable despite everything that had happened. The look in his eye is one of pure devotion, love, and passion, overwhelming you a bit. His hair falls messily over his face as he nuzzles his cheek onto the skin of your bare thigh, looking up at you sweetly. 

He looks small, taking up much less space than he usually did, and you knew he did it on purpose to play into your own fantasy. Complete control over him, his body only moving to your will, doing anything to elicit a reaction out of you. It was impossible not to be with him, every move calculated to make you dizzy, hazy with pleasure. 

His tongue darts out of his mouth through parted lips, licking a small stripe up the length of your strap, moaning at the sensation of the ridges against it. Your eyes widen as he groans, your hand threading into his locks, tugging on them harshly. 

“F-fuckk, that’s good.” his voice is muffled by the toy, lips mouthing at it performatively, watching your every reaction. All you do is smirk, laying back slightly as you observe, making him work for it. A look of disappointment is evident on his face, which only server as motivation to remain neutral, desperate to see what else he’ll come up with. 

“Getting off on this, are you?” you ask, the way his hips grind forward onto the edge of the sofa better than anything you’d ever seen in your life, his flushed face only adding to it. His hands move to wrap around the strap, tugging up and down as if it were a real cock, your grip on his hair getting even tighter, guiding him down. 

“I know you wanna watch me choke, no matter how hard you try to hide it, darling.” he coos, his lips pressing innocent kisses to the tip, letting his tongue draw circles over the slit. You narrow your eyes, not appreciating his little accusation, no after how true it may be. 

“You think you know what I want?” he nods, shuffling further against the sofa, his cock twitching in his pants as you fist his hair, forcing him down onto the toy, watching him sputter and gasp, the intrusion stinging slightly as his eyes water, a small tear running down his face. 

You can tell he likes it, relishes in it by his sounds, desperate and wanting, the pleased look on your face only spurring him on. 

He hollows his cheeks, never breaking eye contact, watching you as he moves up and down, letting you guide him slightly, controlling his pace. It doesn't take long for him to pull off suddenly, wiping the spit off his chin as he catches his breath, throat slightly hoarse. 

“You're worked up, rutting against the furniture like I dont notice.” you say, your voice low and full of lust, the only thing on your mind being seeing him fall apart piece by piece, delicately picking him to bits until he was at your feet, begging for more, willing to take anything you'd give him.

“Who says I don't want you to notice? I know how much you love to watch me look pretty for you, listening like an obedient little whore.” the words roll off his tongue like they were placed there by the angels themselves, a shudder rocking itself through your entire body. 

“Watch it.” you warn, your hand harshly gripping his face as he yelps, the pressure making his mouth fall open. He’s not much taller than you, but tall enough to give you the opportunity to lean over, your silent demand obvious. He opens his mouth wider, sticking his tongue out a bit as you let a drop of spit fall out of yours, a whimper escaping him as it hits his lower lip, slowly dripping down. 

You can see the thoughts flashing behind his eyes at a rapid pace, hungry for your praise. The moment you let him go, his mouth is back on the toy, hips bucking against the sofa with fervor as he takes it all the way down his throat, gagging at the intrusion. 

“So pretty like this, go on, suck me off like you mean it.” his whines grow more desperate as you pull his hair, taking back control of his motions. You were essentially fucking his face, not for your own pleasure, but for his, the force of your grip on him, mental and physical, taking over his senses. 

“So good for me, taking me like that.” you watch the words go straight to his head, hips bucking erratically as tears start to fall, coating his face beautifully. 

His whines pitch higher, his movements more uneven and desperate as he sputters around the strap, his head hazy with lust and desire, so close to the edge he could taste it. 

“Cum for me love, i know you're close. Make a mess of yourself, you know how much I love to hear you.” he nods frantically as he chases his high, slurpin and gagging as the toy shoves its way down his throat, his vision blurry. 

That and a stroke of his cheek is all it takes, his orgasm washing over him in waves, his cock twitching as he spills into his boxer, painting the front of his jeans with ropes of cum, a small, but noticeable wet patch forming. You smile fondly, eyes half closed as you admire him, shaking in the aftershocks of his climax. 

Coming back to his senses, he peers up at you, a light blush dusting his cheeks as you cup his face, your thumb rubbing sweet circles into the skin. 

“C-can we do that again?” he stutters out, returning to the same position he was in before this whole ordeal had started. His face was nuzzled into the fat of your thigh, sighing happily at the warmth. 

“Whatever you want, love, this is all about you.” he smiles lovingly, letting his eyes droop almost all the way closed.

“I love you.” your heart skips a beat, even if this was the hundredth time you’ve heard those same words leave his lips.

“I do too, more than anything.” 

[savnofilter]

In His Arms | h. sero (ver.)

            Pro Hero!Hanta Sero x [GN]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sfw, angst, fluff, comforting!Sero, panick attack, mentions of nightmares, slight mentions of past emotional trauma but nothing serious, established relationship.

COUNT: .9k words.

I/B: in his arms by me.

READ MORE: masterlist + [students masterlist]

A/N: i love this picture. 🥹 was gonna use a different one but i decided to go digging to find more sero pics. sero is undoubtedly so underrated it's sickening... ALSO TJIS IS EO LATE I AM SO SORRY. didnt want to make a copycat of the ojiro one yet i hadnt even reviewed what i wrote for it haha. anyways, hope y'all like it! thank you, (crairo) anon!

The room was too bright and it felt as though everything was caving in.

Laying in bed offered you no real comfort as your labored breaths made you feel suffocated, your eyes now starting to well with tears as anxiety rose within you. You wrapped your arms around yourself and curled into a ball, a small sob coming from you as you feebly attempted to soothe yourself. Usually, you had the comfort of your boyfriend next to you to ground you, but today you were by yourself.

The cool air taunting you synonymous with the cold sheets served as a reminder that you were all alone. That the fears and anxieties from your nightmare didn't stop once you woke up, it instead followed you as you awoke.

You felt an uncomfortable shiver rack through your body as your eyes desperately tried to adjust to the bright lights in the room. You would think waking up out of a nightmare during the daytime would ease you, but you were wrong. It felt overwhelmingly stimulating and your brain and body were desperately trying to find something to ease the panic that it was experiencing.

In your shivers you're able to peek at the clock on your nightstand, the digital tool letting you know that it is soon to be afternoon, hopefully in time for your boyfriend to come get you. You couldn't coax it out of yourself to physically reach out for your phone and shut your eyes in hopes that he would arrive sooner than later. As you closed your eyes, luckily the images of what you had experienced didn't stick but the interconnectedness of the dream clung to you deeply. There wasn't a moment where your body wasn't paralyzed in discomfort.

Heavy buzzing on your nightstand tickles the back of your brain, the static-like noise in your busy mind going completely ignored. It wasn't until you realized that it had been going on for a few minutes that you realized that it was your phone making that disturbance. You open back up your glossy eyes and curl further within yourself, not ready to confront anything that could mess with your already sensitive emotions.

After a while, the jittering had stopped and you were left with the silence of yourself. Still, as you came down from your breakdown tears left your eyes although dry. You refused to move from your spot to help anchor yourself. You no longer felt cold in the embrace of your sheets, now covered in a layer of sweat and feeling hotter than ever. The switch in sensations added on to your already difficult challenge of balancing your senses.

Distantly, you hear the front door to your apartment unlock and soon enough strong and hurried footsteps quickly pad their way to your shared bedroom door; it now opens with a wild swing.

"Y/N?!" Sero, your long-time boyfriend called out in fear.

You whimper at the sound of him and don't bother to move, a sniffle sounding from you alerting him of what state you were in.

Sero softly coos at the fetus positioned lump under the sheets and gently kneels next to your bed as he takes you in.

"Another bad dream?"

You nod looking away from him, feeling embarrassed at how susceptible you were to these things. He gives your forehead a comforting kiss before standing up and pulling you up for a hug, the manhandling you were used to since it was the only way you were able to move in moments like this. As you welcomed his warm and gentle embrace, another shocked sob ran through your body as you found immense comfort in his hold.

He whispered sweet reassurance in your ear, hand rubbing your arm soothingly as if handling a baby who was shaken up. At least that's what you felt like. You had always been like this as a child and only a few people understood that the only way you could come down from your awful night terrors was by coddling like this. In many relationships, you were left humiliated because of the lack of understanding but Sero never left you hanging. Whatever you needed, he was always ready to drop everything and take care of you.

"I thought something went wrong; I called your phone like a million times." Sero jokingly mumbles against your temple, his hands and arms giving you another squeeze before allowing you to slowly untangle yourself from his hold.

"Am sorry…" You pout and wipe your tears, his hands are more than happy to replace yours and wipe the excess himself.

"Don't worry about it, 'kay?" He gives you his signature, warm smile, and holds your hands in his as he places his forehead against yours. There's an urge to laugh at the comical angle he provides you. "You still up for that picnic? I was thinking of getting us boba on the way there."

If you were by yourself you would've stayed the whole day in your apartment, drained. But thanks to him, he always knew how to make your life easier.

    all rights reserved © do NOT steal, alter or copy this work.

[f1amboyant]

we used to interact a lot, but then it stopped and now i'm scared/embarrassed to do that, so i'll use this way to tell you i'm excited for your single dad Charles au :)))

Hi there 🩵

I know it's easy to say, but please don't feel scared or embarrassed to interact again. I'm always open to interactions. But if you feel more comfortable sending anon asks, that's okay too 🥰

And the single dad charles au? This story truly has taken over my life at this point. I love this stupid little story so much 🥹 But I have to admit, it's really longer than anything I have tried to write before so it's taking a lot of time and energy from me. So thank you very much for being excited about this little story 🥹

Please, I would be very happy if you reached out (through asks or dms or whatever) about this story because I have already written 22k words that I cannot post yet and I'm itching to talk about it. So yeah 🫣

Anyway. Maybe I can give a little snippet? 🥰

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Charles walked back to the leaving room where the game had finally come to an end. Charles didn't know if Gabriel's favorite team had won or not, but his son was still talking with Carlos excitedly.

Charles glanced down at his watch and sighed. It was way past Gabriel's bedtime but it didn't seem like the boy would get tired any time soon. That was okay. Tonight was a weird and special night.

He leaned against the doorframe, looking at the two: this beautifully tender man and his son. Something squeezed in Charles' heart. This image looked too perfect. He wanted this to be his reality so much. Carlos took such good care of Gabriel and it seemed Gab really liked spending time with him.

"I really like you, Carlos," Gab suddenly said, like he could read his father's mind.

Charles smiled. Of course his son who never stopped talking would say exactly what he had on his little mind. Like father, like son. But it seemed like Gabriel didn't want to stop there.

"Are you going to be my new dad?" the boy asked. "All the other kids have two parents. Can you be my second dad? My other dad didn't like me and left me," he added with a slight pout.

Charles' heart broke, right here and there. He had gone through a lot in his younger years but nothing, absolutely nothing broke his heart faster and harder than seeing his little boy say he wasn't loved by his genitor. Charles could go through hell and back. But this? This was unacceptable.

Charles stepped inside the room, ready to scoop Gabriel right into his arms in the tightest hug possible, but Carlos beat him to it. The coach put his big hand over Gabriel's head and ruffled his hair, eliciting a laugh from the boy.

"Ah, Gabi," Carlos sighed. "I'm sure your other dad didn't know you. If he had, he would have loved you, cielo. I'm sure."

He looked up, meeting Charles' eyes. Charles gulped down.

"Pi–" his throat tighten too much for this name to come out. "He wasn't ready to be a dad," he explained poorly.

"But Carlos can be my new dad, right papa?"

What was Charles supposed to answer to that? That yes, he would very much like to include Carlos in their lives? That yes, please fuck yes, he would very very much like to have Carlos with him and all that entailed? But that also no, because that was terrifying and Charles couldn't risk his heart getting broken again? That he couldn't risk Gabriel's heart to get broken?

Lost, Charles looked to Carlos. That bastard's smile grew more smug by the second. And if Charles looked back at Gabriel, all he could see were those bright blue eyes full of too much hope. Truly, Charles' life was ridiculous.

"Yes, Charles," Carlos probed. "Am I going to be Gabi's new dad? That's a very good question."

Charles felt himself blush harder and brighter than ever. His hair probably turned red too at this point. He hadn't stopped blushing all evening. This was utterly ridiculous. And there was only one escape.

"We can talk about that later, it's time to go to bed, Gab."

[running-with-kn1ves]

HSJKSKSS THE BF WHO FCKED THE GF ON A FACE TIME CALL 💀💀💀 I usually don't send requests but i cant help myself with this one because you quite posibly have created my dream man 😍 the way he was speaking to her and teasing her 🙈🙈🙈 he was soooo sexy the way you wrote him groaning and bucking like my heart (and other things) hurt 🥲 can you write something with him and reader and basically she tells him she's not feeling well so she stays home at her apt but he goes and finds her at a club instead, dancing with her friends that she hasn't seen and her ex also happens to be there 👀 nsfw if you're okay with it, with him fucking her in front of said ex. I read your rules so its ok if this doesn't pick your interest but i still wanted to let you know how much i love that yandere!!!

Got a little inspired by this idea anon so here's my take on it😋I really loved writing the kind of public, riskiness of that fic so I'm glad you cared for it dude!!

TW: Noncon, toxic relationships/yandere behaviors, punishment, NSFT, yandere films himself rearranging readers guts

Your first mistake was when you tried to use the old “out-sick” approach. You weren’t the world's best actor but even if you were, you probably still wouldn’t be able to fool your boyfriend. He was too skeptical, too observant and too invested for your own good. He always managed to find out; always. And each time, you got less and less confident about being able to escape him, even for a little while. 

“I’ve got a fever of 105, and I’m really contagious. I promise we can go out tomorrow, I just…. Need some alone time to rest for now. To get better, so I can see you.” 

You knew it was a poor lie, that there was the chance that he would come over anyway, trying to potentially take care of you or scold you for letting yourself get this sick. But, he hadn’t even needed to. It wasn’t long after the phonecall that he got a ding from his phone, your location having updated. You were in an unfamiliar area, one that wasn’t  recognizable as one of your many common stops. It was a bar, one that was hosting a small event with karaoke and cheap booze. It made much more sense to him when he came to find you and saw your friends surrounding you; he was disappointed, angry, and felt betrayed; but those feelings only lasted for a second. The image of you talking to one of your ex’s, sent him into a different state. It was just a quick turn of your gaze where he caught the corner of your eye, standing next to a barstool. 

Pieces of his phone crunched in between his fingers, his eyes blank as he saw your face morphed from shame to grief. It felt like a rock sank in your stomach, the panic of him having caught you in your lie making your feet go wobbly. 

You were the first to approach, excusing yourself from the conversation with your ex-partner, who your boyfriend was already getting malicious ideas towards. He was more angry at you, though; for having tricked him so openly. You walked to him slumped, ashamed of yourself but upset that your boyfriend was even here in the first place. 

You knew your short-lived freedom was over, feeling the pinch of his fingers wrap around your wrist. He pulled you to the car, forcing you in with a slam of the door. You hadn’t even gotten the chance to say goodbye to your friends, even though they were halfway to being in a stupor. 

The punishment wasn’t pretty; the worst, most embarrassing part of it came when your boyfriend managed to get his hands on your ex’s number. Thankfully, only the one you had been talking to that night. But that one number was enough of an audience for your boyfriend to have a field day.

 At first you didn’t know why he was holding the phone up, though you could barely see it from how restrained he had you. But it didn’t take long for him to shove it up and close at your pretty, worn out face. You could hardly keep your eyes straight, shuddered breaths leaving your sticky mouth. He enjoyed the positions where your whole body could be seen, could be displayed on camera to show your ex what was his, how he was using it. Especially when he could hold your jaw, telling you to look pretty, asking you to smile for a “little picture.” He got the chance to shove his face against your neck and show how deeply he could fuck you, could make you into nothing but a mess for him. What he loved most to send was the pictures of deep, swollen lovebites, of the marks his nails make on your skin. 

“C’mon baby, don’t you wanna say something to the camera? Maybe beg for them to come and save you?” 

Each thrust had your insides rearranged, your boyfriend lowering his phone to show the mess that was him inside of you, the drips on your thighs and the sweat that clung to your skin.  The worst part of all in this punishment-- was the lack of control you had, the fact that you couldn’t stop yourself from bellowing out sounds caused by your pleasure. The will he had on your body had you saying things that made it hard to look at yourself in the mirror. 

You knew you’d never be able to escape from the blackmail he now held over you. It was hard to come to terms with that, but the more often it happened---the harder it was to pay attention to it.

[lestappenforever]

I have this lestappen prompt in my head that I can’t stop thinking about, but I can’t write so I’m going to leave the premise here and if any other anons want to add on their thoughts it would be welcome :)

Basically, Charles doesn’t met Nicolas Todt and therefore cannot continue climbing the racing ladder up to Formula 1. Meanwhile Max continues as in real life. Charles decides if he can’t be a driver, he still wants to be involved in F1 somehow. He ends up working in Ferrari as the youngest race engineer on the grid (he’s Seb’s race engineer <3).

When Max hears that Ferrari replaced Seb’s old race engineer in the middle of the season with immediate effect, he couldn’t care less, after all what does that have to do with him?, although he’s happy for Seb because his old race engineer so was incompetent. But then he hears chatter in his side of the RBR garage about how Seb’s new race engineer beat a lot of current drivers in karting like George, Alex, Pierre, and Esteban, so maybe Ferrari will be more of a competitor this year. Max is intrigued by this, so he asks who Ferrari hired, and when the mechanics say the name Charles Leclerc, Max CANNOT believe his ears. That annoying French (“I’M NOT FRENCH!”) kid that always pushed him off the track during karting races is Ferrari’s new race engineer? The one kid who could handle him, his one true equal, is working for Ferrari, for SEB?? And not for HIM??

And then the rest of the fic is Max doing everything he can to get Charles to join RBR and be his race engineer instead (don’t worry, GP is doing his thing as a different high ranking role, I could never get rid of him completely!). Max goes out of his way to be in the Ferrari’s way and make Charles’ life more difficult during races to get his attention (Max already has the championship on lock anyways, so if he slows down a bit.. or a lot… to be in Seb’s way, who cares?). Max begs Christian and he begs Helmut to give Charles an offer, to make sure to pay him better than Ferrari. He even makes sure to include free spa trips (to erase the stress Ferrari caused him) on the proposal he gives to Christian and Helmut. Just a lot of shenanigans lol.

Part 2:

Oh and I forgot to mention this! If Seb wins a race, you know how teams send an employee as a representative on the podium? So it’s the 3 podium sitters and the winning team’s representative? If Seb wins, Ferrari sends Charles up as their representative and Max literally SPRINTS across the podium to stand next to Charles so he can hold his waist for the photo <3 He’s been having withdraws, he hasn’t been able to touch Charles waist in this universe since like 2013, okay?

And while I’m adding on to this, I can imagine Max peacocking SOO HARD in front of Charles whenever he wins (which is often lol). He just wants to impress the same boy he wanted to impress a decade ago. Max is nothing if not dedicated!

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Anon, words cannot express how much I love this idea. Race engineer Charles and Max doing his damnedest to court him to leave Ferrari in favor of Red Bull. Max turning into an absolute menace to get what he wants, and stopping at nothing to get it.

Honestly, the mental image of Max peacocking after a race win is giving me secondhand embarrassment and I am so here for it.

[misc-obeyme]

AJSJD THE WAY YOU DESCRIBED SATAN'S ANNOTATIONS IS HILARIOUS, I LOVE IT

I really need Lucifer to show me step by step how to cook because man 😭 My mom's way is mainly verbal listed instructions and basically being told to measure with my heart

I know like two actual dishes (spaghetti and picadillo), and then random stuff like beans, macaroni, chopped pork, fideo and carne (in theory), and hamburgers. These boys are getting repeat dishes !! Also I have the opposite problem where I don't know how to cook small portions 😅

If I'm alone, I like to play music while cooking and sing along. That's what I was thinking about the other day, the brothers pulling up barstools to hang out and listen. It'd probably take forever for me to even try singing along if they're sitting in because I'm so self conscious about it aksjdj.

But once I do, I'm in my feels. Especially if it's in Spanish, because they're all sad or romantic songs my parents liked to play. I dunno if any of the brothers know Spanish, I like to headcanon that Mammon does and I didn't know because it never comes up. I also like to think Lucifer and Satan know Latin, so they could technically pick up bits and pieces. I'd definitely be cursing and muttering in Spanish if I didn't think Lucifer understood me in an attempt to get away with it and avoid being scolded.

anyway I keep thinking about some romantic song coming on Darte Un Beso by Prince Royce would be so good for this and I point to Mammon while singing it, and why are his ears suddenly turning red ?? Why is he a stammering mess and saying he's got something to take care of before he runs out of the kitchen ??

Cue whoever was also hanging out asking if the song was in Spanish and if I knew Mammon understood the lyrics. Now I'M flustered and mortified, and dinner is at risk of being burned as i curl up on the floor in embarrassment. I shall never recover. Knowing my luck, Asmo was recording because it was a 'cute moment'- IMAGINE HIM POSTING IT TOO 😭 IT PROBABLY GOES VIRAL AND OVERANALYZED AND NOW THERE'S GOSSIP COLUMNS SPECULATING WHAT'S GOING ON BETWEEN THE HUMAN AND AVATAR OF GREED

This is what happens when you have two tsunderes falling for each other </3 one of which who is going to deny her feelings to hell and back because she's scared of love lolol. Asmo and Beel would totally be the one's to team up and stage an intervention (I say Beel bc he DID call out how Mammon was snooping through MC's room but wouldn't have it in him to sell their belongings in early season one, something like that)

also unrelated but I got complimented on my rings today !! I started wearing a couple more along with my obey me one's. I feel so cool with them, lmaoo

- ✨ anon

Listen here, ✨ anon. One of you guys is gonna hafta 'fess up!

Honestly, that is another really adorable scenario. I've always liked to headcanon that Satan has taken the time to learn all the human languages because it just feels like a very Satan thing to do. I think Lucifer probably picked up a bunch just 'cause he's himself.

But I love the idea that Spanish is like... one of the few languages Mammon bothered to learn. And I see him as being the type to learn languages because of necessity. I also like to think that the demons have all spent a certain amount of time in the human world. So Mammon probably lived in a Spanish speaking country for a while and had to learn the language while living there.

Fast forward to you singing to him in the kitchen~ and he understands every word~

You know, actually, I kinda think if this happened, Mammon would eventually ask you about it himself. He's a tsundere, sure, but if he knows how you feel? I can't imagine him holding out from you for too much longer at that point.

I've always felt his tsundere ways have to do with him thinking it'll mess with the cool guy image he's always aiming for. And he only does that because he's a little insecure (not like Levi, he's on a whole other level). I mean, he probably still has a little bit of self deprecation going on in his head due to the whole Michael not being able to handle him thing... then add the whole fall situation and...

He's afraid of rejection, but if he knows you already have feelings for him, then what's there to be afraid of?

Don't get me wrong, he's still gonna be nervous about it, but I think he'd act on that once he had a minute to adjust...

And if he doesn't, there's always Asmo or Beel to help things along~

Yesss I love that you got a compliment on your rings! I bet they look cool, too!

[world0fmadness]

omg OMG period sex with Pelle and his girl! like at first she would obviously be embarrassed meanwhile it makes him absolutely FERAL i just know he’d love it!!!😭😍

୨୧ okay so i’m taking this anon ask as just a thought for now but i absolutely will be making period sex headcanons for pelle soon ^w^

but anyways, yes! he would never be able to get over how good your blood tastes and how sticky it is, how incredible it feels and looks coating his cock in deep crimson red… he’d absolutely love fucking you on your period before a show, maybe even eating you out and not wiping his face at all before going on stage! why would he? it adds to his image, he thinks it looks good, most people will just assume it’s animal or fake blood…

yeah, there will definitely be full headcanons coming soon for this hehe, thank you for sharing the thought anon <3

[dustykneed]

Hello artist that I love <3 you're so right Abt Spock having kitten sneezes, he says that Vulcans don't get embarrassed and plays it off but it's hard when Kirk is cooing at him like he's actually a cat. My partner is a big beefy man that sneezes like a kitten and it delights me to no end. Spock is the head science officer, second commander of the ship, sneezing like a kitty cat. His ass is NOT beating the catboy allegations abt Vulcans. I also think bones would have the dad sneeze™ purely on account of him being a father, he didnt sneeze like that before he had Joanna. Anyways love to see you on my dash :)

anon anon anon pspspps i need you to know that that mental image is DELIGHTFUL and you guys are so adorable (⁠つ⁠ˆ0ˆ⁠)⁠つ⁠｡⁠☆

placing this image tenderly onto your doorstep <33 thank YOU (so very much !!) for trusting me with part of your scrunkly space gays fandom experience and the knowledge of your partner's delightful kittycat sneezes and for the sweetest ask ever anon!! it's truly an honor (⁠ ⁠ˊ⁠ᵕ⁠ˋ⁠ ⁠)

[celabi]

hi i miss u sm i come here everyday

okay but like when you said scummy heizou.. i got all excited CAUSE IM CURRENTLY HYPERFIXATED ON HIM RN YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HES SO PRETTY

anyway, i think rather than being a loser i think he would be someone respected by others, since yk detective stuff, but some people find him creepy BECAUSE he knows a lot. despite being popular af and maybe in student council i think he would actually try to hide his scumminess?? for self image but deep. deep down inside he loves you almost as much as scummy scara would (not AS much no one can replace our lil princess). like he knows so much about you, maybe even everything. hes sneaky too so that gives an advantage. i think he would be able to do those yandere sim rival eliminations too (matchmake, maybe even manipulate someone too) and instead of being like the og babygirl we all want to see oiled up during the "arguing to let a teacher sit with you" i believe that he HAS such a good reputation to the point he can choose the seating charts. and ohoho what do you know? your friends are on the other side of the room to "prevent you from getting distracted" but hey, at least that gacha life fallen angel sits next to you, maybe its a little embarrassing cause YOU? sit next to HIM? dont be silly. fuck it happened. and maybe if you're failing he WILL do everything to be your tutor, just to sneak a few (a lot) of pictures of you on his phone, spend time together and see what you like! <3 (not that it matters. he already knows, hes a detective he knows all your dirty secrets)

MAYBEE out of character cause its early in the morning and my head is NOT RIGHT feel free to change ANYTHING you want cause im not satisfied. anyway sorry this was long and i had to bother you with this 😭

- WITH SPECIAL LOVE TO MY FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGGER (and cuddling under the stars partner), 🎐 anon

YES BC I WROTE THAT HES IN THE STUDENT COUNCIL WHAT 😳😳😳 liek like liek he abuses his power of a high rank and gets to do stuff like other students can’t, like pull you out off class when he feels like it, or study with you in a private area instead of the crowded library.

But just cause he’s respected, doesn’t mean he’s not scummy. Heizou is always resting his hand on the lower of your back and trailing it down until either it finally lands on your behind, or you pull away before he he has the chance to grope you. He’s so kind and gives you cold bottles of water, but spits it in, so every time you take a sip, your basically kissing tbh. He’s putting what he thinks are love letters in your locker, but they’re actually kind of disturbing from the way he tells you things that he probably shouldn’t know, like “I love how kind you are to your dog, it’s just so adorable.” Or “I see the way people are your job are quite rude to you, maybe you should quit.” It’s just kinda creepy, but he thinks he’s doing a good job.

He’s not shy like scummy scara, instead he’s more proud, and popular. People don’t shove his shoulders when he walks past, but high five, and greet him. He teases you to get a reaction, and I guarantee that whatever reaction you do give him, it’s gonna give him a boner. You look flustered after he complimented your body? Oh you just look so cute that he couldn’t help it. You look annoyed? He likes the way your eyes narrow at him, and couldn’t help it. You look mad, and walk away? Holy fuck that was so hot, and if you yelled at him, he probably would have cum a little tbh.

I really don’t know when I’ll post the proper thing I wrote, but hopefully soon. It’s gonna be long though, like 3k words and I’ve only finished heizou and slightly started xiao and Gorous 🫡

[hellonerf]

IWOULD LOVEEEE LOVE LOVE HEARING YOUR THOUGHTS ABT SPECIFIC DEVI LYRICS IN RELATIOM TO HER ACTUALLYYYY... I think nonsense ramblings are essential to the soul😊 I drool and foam over analyzing lyrics in relation to ame anyways. I would devour a post like that

🇳🇴🇮🇸anon

okyy i will try my best here 🙏🙏🙏 its not an analysis im really dumb at making my brainlinks clear. but im showing it 😖 putting it under readmore because it'll be long and im embarrassed at how unarticulate i think i'll be haha

mostly, im choosing the lyrics i feel is most? connected with ame in my mind. i mean all of the words of a whole song are important together and connected but i think. some apply more than others alas 😊 some apply also that i didn't put here. you know! im using the songs you mentioned before 😖

first from kungfu action gripe... i don't even know . sorry i did warn with how bad i'd be at wording it 😢 the "i've talked nearly almost everyone in my life into wanting to poison me" specifically reallyyy... uuuu its just really... i think a lot really about ame and youth and her current life and all. sledding and sunny day lemon aid induces a very tv-like childhood image in my head, though im not american so many american childhood tropes rings as tv-like to me! but i like that feeling. ame is tv to me

a lot i don't know again how to start it😖 ames thoughts astream i feel... i think these lyrics are so... in the way its best if people reading listen to the song. that applies to all the lyrics here but

this song really rings as ame to me... well maybe its cause of the start too but. all these lyrics. the feeling of all that and an "im happier than ever" 😊 its really... its really..... and for ame... i think she knows how long its been... "i try not to think about anything at all" that is without question! lonely lonely girl, and she's never been happier... you know...

[voiceofsword]

everyday i wake up and remember that Rinne got flustered when Shinobu genuinely told him that he was genius.... i have many crazyb scenarios floating in my head because of this info

its like. your telling me that all it takes is for rinne's unitmates to say ONE genuine compliment towards him to make him short circuit and lose the act ??? and your telling me niki has NOT taken advantage of this???? COULD YOU IMAGINE THE POWER HE WOULD HAVE IF NIKI JUST KNEW THIS INFORMATION???

i hc that rinne's unitmates (esp niki) will just randomly give him a genuine compliment just to see him flustered and be the one embarrassed for once, like some strange sort of karma or something

OK LOL THIS IS MY SECOND TIME WRITING THIS, I WROTE OUT A WHOLE ASS ESSAY AND TUMBLR DECIDED TO WIPE IT CLEAN....I WROTE LIKE 600 WORDS WITH SCREENCAPS AND EVERYTHING THE FIRST TIME and now its 1.5k words. 

ANYWAYS YES YES YES ANON.... I TOTALLY AGREE i think about this a lot.. asobi club my beloved. i also think the crazyb scenarios have SOOO much potential and i loooove thinking about stuff like this as well because its always nice to take the more outwardly confident charas down a peg. because why not. im a sucker for niki having the upper hand for once ❤️

now i will proceed to provide 500 examples and analyse them because i also think about this facet of rinne’s character a lot (the one that becomes timid when good stuff is said about him, or how he’s actually a Nice Person but covers that up as best as he can) and i would like other ppl to think about it a lot too. this is basically just a hc/small analysis dump post so sorry anon for you have opened the floodgates 

i love every aspect of rinne’s personality but this side of him, the one that grows so easily flustered around others when he’s caught off-guard, is the best imo. he doesn’t really show it around most ppl, only niki, hiiro, and kids (like shinobu!!) because those are the only ppl that bring that out, bc theyre so earnest, so genuine in their intentions, that rinne is forced to confront reality As Is instead of dance around the subject.

a lot of the cast is convinced that rinne is this unapproachable, eccentric, inconsiderate asshole (which is true, at times - he’s carefully developed this persona so if he wants people to see him that way, it’s what they see) but when they actually put away these boundaries a lot of the time ppl see that he’s just. some guy (a silly example of this is chill yellow where hokuto, tsukasa and keito try to enlist his help to help them ease into “villain” roles for their auditions, and when rinne sees their efforts he’s so bewildered by it all he puts his wild image to the side to be like what the hell? you guys are all freaks???)

gonna split this into several little sections but for example, with niki i think niki doesn’t realize he can take advantage of it because a lot of the time these advances from rinne are met with complete disbelief. granted niki doesnt really think to compliment rinne often, it’s usually the other way around. so when rinne is being completely earnest, unabashed in his devotion for niki, niki turns around and goes “what??? what?” like he cant understand that such nice words are being said to or about him. THIS IS A TOPIC FOR ANOTHER TIME THOUGH, we’re talking about rinne here…. sorry i am physically incapable of not making everything even a little bit about rinniki….

of course this grants rinne an easy way out: instead of addressing that he’s being fully serious and owning up to these feelings his kneejerk response is to be like “kyahaha, stuupid niki! i can’t believe you’d fall for that!” but we all know he’s dying inside. it’s obvious. there’s only so many genuine, loving remarks a guy can make towards his guy best friend before the audience starts catching onto the fact that maybe he’s not actually joking, and that his guy friend just has severe self esteem issues, and is also plain stupid (endearing). IF NIKI OPENED HIS EYES HE COULD HAVE RINNE ON HIS KNEES….. WE’RE ROOTING FOR YOU…..

that’s exactly what happens in this scene, and they go on to play bicker because thats. their love language, i guess???? they’re weird. i love them

also we all know how rinne reacts to niki asking to kiss him in hot limit. regardless of how you interpret his reply (whether hes upholding his hometowns customs, being shy, or trying to make sure niki is serious about him..) most ppl can agree that after all of his advances in main story and towards niki In General he was probably freaking out, but handling it very well

niki is simply too reactive to respond to rinne’s genuine comments and be calm about it… i dont think he realizes rinne truly means all of them and his view about himself is too low to just accept the compliments and when niki gets flustered, rinne gets flustered too, but unlike him becoming speechless like he does with other people, rinne combats it with humor, b/c this is the sort of thing he and niki are used to. this, however, is not how he deals with affection coming from other people…..

gonna attach the exact scene i think you were talking about here, but when compliments come from those younger than him, like hiiro and shinobu, his initial reaction is a lot different

i’m going to link the tl for nursery rhymes as the op does not want their tls reposted, but this is the exact chapter that i think you’re referring to, the interaction itself is at the very end in case other people would like to see.

rinne points out that there’s no clever retort to shinobu’s genuine compliment, that there’s no banter he can build off of to “defend” himself - so he’s left feeling shy, and exposed. ofc its not shinobus intention to make him feel bad and idt rinne feels bad, necessarily, it’s just jarring.

rinne has a very cultivated persona that he’s built from the ground up from the end of his solo career to his current career in crazy:b. there are times this mask “slips” and he’s brought back to a similar personality to the one he had as a child in flashbacks or himself as a 17 y/o in hot limit, where he’s more meek, quiet, careful with his words, not purposely inflammatory. usually, he’s really good at keeping up appearances! look at his reputation in ES as a troublemaker with a complete disregard for everyone around him!

but when he’s confronted by people who are more “pure”, who don’t question his intentions from the get-go, he is at a loss. rinne is good around most kids because there’s no sort of “prejudice” against him, for lack of a better term; the people that this sort of thing happens around would be 1) people he loves and trusts entirely, who have known him before this persona even came into fruition (niki, hiiro) 2) people who aren’t immediately defensive around him, who don’t see him as a bad guy and trust him inherently (shinobu, for example!! sora, too! i feel like asobi club is a perfect example of this, both the story and the club itself!)

now hiiro… rinne replies to hiiros compliments in a similar way to how niki replies to His, because there’s a deep trust there between the two even though they’ve been apart for several years, and there’s enough trust for rinne to shut hiiro down completely, and get entirely flustered. i think a lot of why he’s like this with him stems from the fact that up until now hiiro was unable to express his love for his brother, or namely, he wasn’t allowed to, because of how they grew up.

rinne’s used to loving his brother, caring for him, but not the other way around, because in their hometown they were both raised with the idea that hiiro is a “liability”, that his role was to be rinne’s advisor and nothing else. for that reason and many others, rinne left his town, both because he was sick of his lack of liberty as well as being told that loving his brother was wrong, that he had to treat the one person he treasured at the time badly, that he was meant to be a leader and nothing else.

rinne goes on to explain this several times during the main story, but this is my fav instance of it b/c it hits really hard

any type of love from or towards hiiro, in this case familial, is foreign to him. so when rinne goes 5+ years without seeing his brother and his brother eventually learns that being affectionate towards rinne is okay, he’s obviously going to be a bit flustered! he’s not used to it! and hiiro is very loud and proud about it too, which probably makes it even worse for rinne. AND EVERYONE ELSE.. hiiro is not the best at picking up social cues but that is ok. it’s like when you learn something new and want to keep doing it so you dont forget and because its exciting!! hiiro is learning how to love and rinne is happy for him but he’s not equipped to deal with that .

NOT A SCREENCAP FROM IN-GAME BUT I THINK ABOUT THIS VIDEO SO OFTEN… hiiro being excited to perform with his brother and rinne is so speechless at his enthusiasm he’s like y-yeah. I LOVE IT WHEN HE IS RENDERED SPEECHLESS!!!!! 🗣️🗣🗣

the very end of main story (ch5) is dedicated to rinne talking about how he’s been told he’s wrong his whole life over every little thing he does, and i think that provides such valuable insight as to why rinne is the way he is? and why he can’t respond to genuine compliments coherently. even tho he presents himself as self-assured and does whatever the fuck he wants at this point i still think he suffers from berating himself, and it shows whenever he’s being self-sacrificial and justifies bad things happening to him with “well, i deserve this”. even though he’s come a long way, it’s always hard to unlearn harmful behaviors learned from youth

i dont rly know how to end this off because i went on such a tangent answering this hc ask IM SORRY ANON…. if u wanted me to draw smth please send another ask idm at all i just had to ramble because i love rinne-kun very much. i think he deserves the world, and just like hiiro, he is also learning to give and receive love without restraint, just in a different way. in the meantime i will relish in him getting embarrassed every time someone says smth nice to him 🙏

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