#basically he´s suffering and needs a cuddle

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

Alistair´s brain will instantly malfunction the moment he realizes he likes someone romantically-

even worse if that someone likes him back

[sniigura-archive]

I am yours, but are you mine?

Adam x fem!reader

Summary: You wish Adam could calm his temper down, since you fear he has ruined everything. And they say you’re a bad decision maker.

Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3

tw/cw/notes: COLLEGE AU, sub adam, overstimulation, bondage, rubbing clothed bulge against foot (footjob?), soft dom reader, TOXIC RELATIONSHIP, ABUSIVE ELEMENTS, Anger issues, implied trauma, poverty mention, please tell me if i have missed smth!!!. TW Adam, misogynistic ideas and views, emotional abusive elements, breeding kink and pregnancy mention

Trying to get out off Adam`s tight grip sure was a hassle. The alarm you set was able to ring for a split second, before Adam turned it off. With the way he wrapped himself around you, you knew he hoped that it didn't wake you. Unlucky for him, you have been half awake for solid 30 minutes now.

Adam was laying on his side, while you were on your back. He was nuzzling his nose into your hair, while his legs and arms were wrapped around you. What a sap. His body hair was scratching you slightly.

“..We need to get up.” You didn't even know if he had classes for the day. He groaned like you just stabbed him.

“Jus` skip for the day. `S not like you’re failing any classes.” He mumbled into your ear.

“Don’t have any classes. I have an Obgyn appointment and have to work a shift.” You simple answered him.

At the mention of the doctor appointment he perked slightly up. Ah shit. You slapped his arm and dug your nails into his skin, remembering how unsafe you were yesterday.

“If you get me pregnant I’m going to make you suffer. I swear on that.” You gritted your teeth at him.

Adam simply chuckled at you, “It takes two to fucking tango, baby...Oh Adam, please Adam!” In the last sentence he pitched his voice higher and imitated your moans. “How could you expect me not to creampie you when you fucking beg so sweetly?”

“…I’m going to bit your dick off.” You flashed your teeth at him.

“Yeah? Didn’t think you’re that damn kinky.” He grinned at you, “Don’t fucking worry, babe, we will pick you up some fucking plan b later.” You’re starting to take that shit like candy. Still, it made you relax.

“..Thank you.” You whispered out, cuddling up against Adam’s chest.

Adam’s hands started to wander across your body, petting you and massaging your body, you were still wearing the bathrobe without anything under it “Whatever you fucking want, you get.” He mumbled in your ear, before kissing your cheek, then your nose and finally your mouth.

What a man.

“I wanna get up.” You whispered out against his mouth. Adam sighed heavily and rested his forehead against your shoulder, “I lied, you will only get nearly fucking everything you want.”

You scoffed at his words, but you couldn’t help but still smile. You raked your fingers through Adam’s hair, your fingers massaging his scalp. You swear you could hear him purr.

“So I only get what’s best for you, basically?”

“ ‘M happy you’re such a smart fucking girl. You catch on sooo damn fast.” He kissed your shoulder, before sitting up. He dragged you up with him.

You both sat propped up against the bed, side on side. Adam’s big arms were wrapped around you, rubbing circles into your skin. He leaned his head on top of your own.

“When is your appointment?” Adam threw the question into the comfortable silence.

“Uhh, hmm, at 12 and my shift starts at 1.” You tried to wrap the over sized robe around you. Part of you knew that Adam already saw everything, the other part of you wanted to hide away.

Adam’s fingers danced across your naked thigh, “You trynna hide away from?” His lip brushed against your ear.

You jolted up, deciding that it’s time to get up. Before you could get far away, Adam grasped your waist into his hands and he pulled you towards him. He settled you between his legs, while wrapping his arms around you. He nuzzled your neck with his nose.

“You sure you don’t wanna stay in fucking bed with me for the day?” His voice was gravely since you both just woke up. It made pure pleasure pool in your stomach. He was really seductive, starting to kiss your neck.

“..Yeah, I’m sure.” Your voice was everything but certain. If he asked you one more time, you were sure you would never leave this bed again.

Adam gave your cheek a last kiss before unwrapping his arms from your mid section. He went to rub your hips, “When does your shift end?” You lean your back against his broad, naked chest.

“Depends on how well we get stuff done during the day. Like, 8:30?” It sounded more like a question than an answer, but Adam didn’t complain. You work at the only music store in town, something your ex used to marvel at since you could reserve him whatever he wanted.

“..Do you even know where I work at?”

Adam scoffed at you, “Of fucking course I do.”

…How though? But you also knew there were questions you didn’t really want the answer to. Let’s just blame everything on your ex and his big fucking mouth.

“Now,” Adam went to squeeze your tits through the soft material of the bathrobe, “flash me a fucking tit so I can get through the day.”

Oh, you hated him.

You went to elbow Adam’s stomach while you felt yourself getting flustered. Fighting through his arms you set yourself down at the edge of the bed. Looking to your left, where Adam was still propped up, he was smiling at you. Unlike you, he wasn’t flustered in the slightest.

“What’s your secret? How do you never get flustered?” You decide to ask Adam. He raised a pierced brow at you.

“Babe, you think I never lose my mind around you?” Adam sat up more, throwing one leg over the bed while leaning over to you, “Every time I see you, I have to do shitty breathing exercises so I don’t rip your clothes off.”

Your heart speed up to an unhealthy degree.

“I’m going to go into cardiac arrest because of you.” You decided on telling him, while trying to hide your face away behind your hand. Avoiding his golden eyes, you decide on looking away. Man, does he have many guitars and band posters plastered everywhere.

“Awww, my poor baby. Is your heart going crazy for me?” He cooed at you condescendingly.

“Shut up.” You told him, oh so intelligently.

Reaching out towards him, you placed your hand on his chest, over his heart. Feeling the strong and fast paced beating of his heart behind his chest calmed you down. So he is as nervous as you. Or he’s just excited.

Adam placed his own hand on your chest, over your heart. It thrummed against his hand. You made a fist on Adam’s chest,

“The heart is as big as a fist….” You mumbled out, remembering the fact from biology class in elementary school. Your fist looked comedically small on Adam’s chest, the thought of Adam having such a small heart made you smile.

Adam formed his own hand into a fist, over your chest. Shit, it’s big. Ah.

“..You got a big heart, huh?” You asked him, with a smile.

Adam moved his hand from your chest, to your own hand. He was able to completely wrap around his own hand over your fist. Your heart fluttered uncomfortable in your chest, like a flighty bird. He moved to kiss your hand gently.

“….Need that big heart, baby, to be able to pump my massive fucking dick full with blood.” Ah. Fucker.

“Alright.” You shook your hand out of his. Way to ruin a moment.

You moved to stand up, stretching out your arms over your head.

“You know, I never told anyone this, but my dick’s so goddamn big, when I get hard I get fucking light headed. I swear! S’cause all my blood goes into my big dick. Did I mention how fucking hung I am, yet?” He told you proudly, still sitting on the bed.

You scoffed at him, but you couldn’t help but laugh at his words. Making your way to your bag, you fished out your panties. Hearing Adam get up from the bed, you decide to focus on getting dressed. Damn, Adam properly folded your clothes into your bag. You didn’t think Adam knew how to fold clothes. Why’s he better at packing your bag than you are?

Slipping into your panties, you decided to see what Adam was up to. He stood a few meters away from you infront of the window, watching you with keen eyes.

Adam was a beautiful man, you could appreciate that much. The warm light from the window illuminated his broad form and light brown olive skin. It bundled up around his head, reminding you of a halo. His build made you think of that of a football player, who can’t say no eating out. He was rubbing his jaw while smirking at you.

He looked away for a moment, showing off his side profile. His roman nose shape fit him incredibly well. What it would feel like to sit on it?

While he was looking away, you took the opportunity to put your focus back on getting dressed.

Rummaging through your bag some more, you pulled out your jeans, tank top and sweatshirt. Throwing on the tank top and then sweatshirt, you jumped into your jeans. Literally. Adam was busy getting dressed himself. He seemed to contemplate which hoodie he should wear.

Poking his side, you stood behind him, while he stood in front of the closet. He startled a bit at your sudden appearance, but quickly relaxed again.

“Oh, I didn’t know you had a tattoo.” You say, your eyes focused on the space below his nape.

It’s small, easily hidden by shirts and tops. There were delicate wings engraved into his skin, spanning across his trapezius. But at most it was 12 centimetre wide. With such a flashy guy, you expected the wings to cover his whole back.

Adam simply hummed, “I would ask you if you had a tattoo, but, babe, I saw every inch of that fuckable body. Can’t fucking hide much from me.”

Rolling your eyes at him, you dragged your nails down his back, over the scratches you left. Stepping towards his side, you took a good look at the marks you left on his neck. Damn, it’s like a painting.

“You sure you don’t want to wear a turtleneck?” You asked him, while gently grazing your fingers over the hickeys and bit marks you left.

Adam puffed himself up, like a peacock. His proud smirk stretched across his plush lips,

“Nah, I’m going to wear these like fucking war paint. You don’t want me to show off the evidence off our hot as hell fuck session? You marked me up pretty fucking good, baby. Didn’t think you were the possessive type.” He chuckled at you.

Were you possessive? You never truly thought you were overly jealous. Since Adam wasn’t your boyfriend, you didn’t really care. As long as he didn’t give you an STD or expose you, everything was cool.

“Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night.” You told him.

“Oh, and how well I fucking sleep at night. Especially when I dream of that sweet fucking cunt wrapped around my godlike dick.” He told you, with that sleazy tone of his.

Scratching your ear, you rolled your eyes at his remark. Because of him your eyes are going to be stuck like that one day. Pulling his a hoodie over his head, he made sure that his neck was visible. Asshole.

He put his hand on your back and let it wander downwards, towards your jeans packet. Slipping his big hand into it, he gave your ass an generous squeeze. Wrapping your own arm around him, you rested your head against his chest. He pulled you tighter against him.

“What’s for breakfast?” You decide on asking him.

Adam scratched his chin, visualising the contents of his fridge.

“Uhhh, you like bacon and eggs?” He looked down at you, “Don’t tell me you’re one of these freaky fucking vegans.”

What an obnoxious fucking guy.

“..Adam. Just make the damn breakfast.”

Seeing Adam actually stand at the stove and cook for you was unreal. You had your phone in your hand, reading through the messages your friends left. (“Dick so good you literally stood us up??” “u guys fink if i ask him @ practice for some tipps that he will give em to me?” “Bro…”)

Adam putting down a plate in front of made you look up from your doom scrolling, putting the phone into your jeans pocket, you looked at him sitting besides you on the kitchen island. Arm to arm. Yeah, when he said he doesn’t believe in personal space you immediately bought that. No other sources needed for that.

Mumbling out a quick thanks for the food, you took your fork into your hand and started to dig in. It was subtle, and you would have nearly missed it. Adam bowed his head slightly before he started to eat, his hands intertwined. It was a quick moment. He prays before he eats? Is he a christian? Why aren’t you surprised…..

Somebody should remind him off the whole chastity thing.

Simply continuing to eat, you were honestly surprised at how good the food tasted.

“You wanna be my trophy husband?” You asked him through a mouth full of food.

Adam laughed at the question, “Babe, I fear my taste is too expensive for you.”

You simply hummed at his words. That’s true. Sadly. Hopefully your degree pulls you out of poverty. Or you’re going to have to marry rich. Glancing at Adam, you wonder what it would be like to be married to him. Probably lots of sex. Together with many children running around, because that man doesn’t know how to pull out.

Adam finished his food before you did, his greedy ass. Shoving the last piece of bacon into your mouth, you thought about how long ago it was when you last ate meat. It’s too expensive. But simply breathing was also expensive.

When you got a full ride scholarship, you thought you won in the lottery. Well, no debt is better than nothing. But with the way the cost of living rises and you’re too tired to pick up more shifts, since if your grades slip you lose the scholarship, there’s not much for you to do. Expect eat bread and drink tap water.

At this point maybe you should just let Adam get you pregnant.

Adam took your plate and fork, together with his own, he put everything into the dishwasher. What a man.

“You know, usually it’s the woman who serve their men.” Never-mind, you hope he dies.

Scoffing at his words, you massaged your forehead, “Oh yeah? Aren’t you supposed to be a provider? As the man?”

Adam came up behind you, he placed his hands on your shoulders, massaging your tense muscles.

He leaned his head down towards your ear, “Want me to provide for you, baby? I’d keep your greedy pussy stuffed full while fulfilling all your other wishes and desires.”

God, why does that turn you on? You need some serious self reflection. Are you about to become a sugar baby for Adam? Without hesitation…..

Making eye contact with Adam was a pain. God you’re so down bad. The grin he worse was predator like. Yeah, being financially dependent on Adam would be a bad idea. What would happen if he was mad at you? He’d cut you off and you have to starve?

Be logical, be responsible.

You leaned forward, biting into his cheek lightly.

“That’s a yes, babe? What do you need from me to have you be fully fucking mine?…Want a proper fucking date, baby?” His eyes were soft.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his words, “Sure, and next we will get married with, like, 8 children.” (Accidental manifestation??)

Getting up from your chair, you stretched your muscles in an attempt to be casual.

Adam being this quite was a bad sign. Looking back at him, when you reciprocated his eye contact, with his yearning eyes, he chuckled bitterly and slightly shook whatever emotion he felt off. He grasped your shoulder into his hand and lead you towards the front door.

“…I think it’s time for us to go. Go brush your teeth and put on your jacket, I’m going to grab your bag.” He sounded…down. Sulky, even. And he didn’t use one swear word.

Who pissed in his coffee that he turns from number one lover boy to the saddest, most pathetic guy alive?

The amount of if time you needed to brush your teeth then to put on your jacket and shoes is all Adam needed to get your bag and brush his own teeth. He put the bag on the floor between you guys, while putting on his leather jacket with studs and slipping into his doc martens. Sexy.

Grabbing your bag and swinging it over your shoulder, you were ready to leave. You were stopped in your movements by Adam, who grabbed your shoulder and kissed you. While you were busy swallowing his tongue down, Adam’s fingers slipped under your bag strap and he took it off you. He put the bag over his own shoulder.

Putting his big, warm hand over your lower back, he escorted you to his car. The walk was quite. Which was uncomfortable, considering Adam is such a big talker. He really does love the sound of his own voice.

Were you going to talk with him about it?

Hell nah.

Avoidance till the end.

Maybe your ex had a point when he called you a gold digging whore behind your back.

Sitting in the passenger seat, you looked at Adam who seemed still pissy. Man.

“You wanna try something out tonight?” You decided on asking him, leaning over the seat.

You pressed your cheek against his shoulder, looking up at him with puppy eyes. It’s your attempt to surrender. To say sorry.

A small smirk appeared on Adam’s lips, “Whatcha thinking off, perv?” He decided on asking you. Fucker.

You dragged your finger across his chest, drawing heart patterns, “..How about you be the one submitting for once?”

Adam took your hand into his own, giving your knuckles a kiss.

“For you, baby? I’d do fucking anything….Except cuckholding that shit is the fucking worst.” His hand was on your thigh now, rubbing circles into your plush flesh.

You nodded at him eagerly. You were going to make him your bitch.

First the pharmacy was hit up, you waited in the car while Adam brought the Plan B and a water bottle. Next he let you out at your doctors office, he gave you a quick kiss, before confirming the time again 8:30 PM at your work place.

——————

Adam stood with Lute in the gym hall, watching the girls run their warm up laps. They stood a few feet away, to have their pretend privacy when discussing their latest sex adventures. Adam does more disclosing than Lute, if he’s being honest.

“How is it going with…Her?” Lute carefully asked Adam, knowing that he seems extra sensitive when it comes to you.

Adam shifted from one foot to the other, dragging his hand over his mouth.

“..It’s okay.” Was his simple answer.

Lute raised her brow at Adam, knowing that nothing is just okay with Adam. Either it was horrible or fan-fucking-tastic, but not okay. Never just okay. Lute put her hands on her hips, looking at Adam intensely, who voided her eyes.

“And she ditched our sleepover for him! In the middle of the night. She didn’t even do that for her shitty ex, we were always the number one priority!” Dymphna not so subtly whisper yelled at her girlfriend.

“I know…He really must be a sex god…” Monica agreed with Dymphna, while both off them looked over towards Adam. Those gossiping bitches.

“…Is that why you were late to practice today? You were having your own sleepover with your new babe?” Lute asked him.

Adam clapped his hands together, while walking towards the girls, “Alright, sluts! Enough with the warm up, let’s start with the pussy pounding!”

——————

The appointment basically washed over you like a fever dream. Since it was just to discuss birth control options, you didn’t need to spread your legs for your doc. Which was a relief conserving just yesterday Adam came deep inside you.

Once you repeated your medical history, she agreed that hormonal birth control wasn’t the best choice for you. Sure, you could try out different versions of the pill but honestly? You didn’t want to sacrifice your mental health for Adam’s dick. It’s good but not that good.

So the copper IUD it is.

Alright, she said she can insert it during your next period (which hopefully will come), in roughly 10 days.

She gave you a cost estimate, which you send over to Adam.

[Adam Godfree]: that’s it lol 12:30PM

[Adam Godfree]: you have paypal or smth 12:30PM

[Reader]: reader.XXX@Mail.com 12:33PM

[Adam Godfree]: send baby 12:35PM

[Reader]: You send too much. I will send it back once I’m at work. 12:35PM

[Adam Godfree]: naw keep it babes 12:35PM

[Adam Godfree]: it’s also for ur ripped thigights 12:36PM

[Reader]: Tights don’t cost 200$. 12:36PM

[Adam Godfree]: idgaf 12:36PM

[Adam Godfree]: you send it back to me i send even more 12:37PM

Are you………..A whore?……..….A prostitute?

Well 200$ is 200$ so you won’t complain…..You should really visit a church soon.

Work also passed through you, basically. Peter and you basically speed ran this whole shift. You were about to lock the front door, since you usually leave through the back door, when a guy ran to the door. Totally not creepy.

He was blond, sickly pale and shorter than you and he looked down right pathetic. Sighing heavily, you opened the door a bit.

“Sorry, we are closed.” You told him.

“I know! And I am sooo sorry! It’s just, I ordered something for pick up here. It’s for my wife! It’s our anniversary today! It won’t take long, I promise. Pleaseeee?” He pleaded.

Wife?? He looked to be around your age. In his hand he held the collection slip. Man, you really are a sucker. Opening the door fully, you let the guy in. You snatched the slip from his hand and made your way to the back, where you met Peter who did the last of the inventory.

“You really can’t say no, huh?” He decided on asking you, smiling at you sympathetically.

“Shut up. Where’s that damn microphone? Why can’t the others keep order? Why are we the only competent ones?” You were about to lose your mind, breakdown incoming.

Ah, there it is. Grasping the package into your hands, you made your way back to the cash register. Scanning the package, you told the blond twink with the reddest cheeks known to man his total.

“Oh, by the way, there’s a rumour going around that you left the last party with Adam?” Peter called out to you, from the back. Ah shit.

“…That’s crazy.” You said out loud.

Well, at least now you know it’s your face that gives your lies away and not your voice, by the way the blond guy grinned at you. The customer gave you the total, while you fished out his change.

“I know! That’s what I also said!” Peter said. Just, be quiet Peter.

“Adam? Adam Godfree?” He quietly asked you, while looking giddy.

You nodded shamefully at him, no use in lying when you’re so bad at it. You felt the guys eyes crawl all over you, checking you out. Doesn’t he have a wife?

“Well, Adam did always have an immaculate taste in woman.” His tone was charming, it made you uncomfortable. You put the change money into his hand, and he intervened your fingers.

“..I hope your WIFE…will enjoy this gift, for your guys ANNIVERSARY.” You told him with a strict tone of voice, while shaking your hand out of his.

“Oh, wait, no it’s okay! We-“ You couldn’t careless, you’re sadly a hardcore monogamist.

Walking across the counter, you grasped his shoulder and lead him towards the door, “Goodbye and visit us again!”

This time when he looked at you like a pathetic puppy, you didn’t open the door. You locked the door, for real this time, while waving goodbye at him.

Taking the broom into your hand, you did one final sweep of the store. Peter also finished up, you both checked everything one last time, before activating the alarm system and leaving through the back door. Peter threw away the trash, and you both made your way to the street.

Seeing Adam stand besides his car, by the passenger seat and Peter glancing at you made you want to hurl.

“..That’s crazy, right?” Peter laughed a bit at you, “Well, you did smell like Axe. I just thought you got back together with your ex…Again. This is…better? I’m happy for you.” He moved his hand while talking to you.

You avoided eye contact, “Yeah, yeah…Just keep quiet, please.”

Peter and you made your way further towards Adam. Peter laughed some more at you, while ruffling your hair.

Adam watched you two with sharp eyes, and when he saw Peter touch you, he glared at him like Peter was his Nr 1 enemy. Saying goodnight to Peter, you walked towards Adam.

Adam wrapped his arm around you, while throwing one last nasty look at Peter, he shielded you away from Peters amused eyes.

“..Are…Are you jealous? Of..Peter?” You giggled at Adam’s pouty face.

He grumbled something incoherent, before crashing his lips into yours. That shameless guy, devouring you in public. At least there aren’t any people around. Once he started to grope you, you shook him off you.

“Let’s get going, you voyeur.” You patted his big arm, while he still held on to your hips.

“Is it so wrong of me to want people to know who you belong to, baby?”

Giving him a light slap on the chest, you winded yourself out off Adam’s grip and opened the passenger seat door, getting into the car. Adam got into the drivers seat, starting the car with a simple press of a button.

He started the way to your apartment, with his hand resting on your thigh. He massaged your skin through your jeans and let his hand wander further upwards, towards your pussy. Alright, two can play this game.

Placing your own hand on his thigh, you dragged your own nails slightly over his jeans, towards his crotch. Softly gracing your fingers over his already hardening dick, you pressed your palm over his bulge. The car swerved slightly, when you did just that.

“Oh my god, Adam, drive normally please. I don’t want to die yet.” You told him, while removing your hand from his dick and placing it on his hand. You took his hand from your own crotch and placed his hand back on your thigh.

“Ugh, baby, sorry. You just make me loose my fucking mind. Cmon, give daddy a blowjob while he drives you home.” Adam kept looking between you and the street.

“Dude, I won’t risk our lives just because you’re horny. You will have to wait.” You scoffed at him, settling to look out the window, while Adam zoomed you both home.

Adam groaned at your words like you just stabbed him, and he pressed down harder at the gas pedal.

Once you arrived at your apartment complex, Adam parked his car. You then got out of the car, grabbing your bag. Adam snatched it up from you before you could put your bag on.

“Ah, what a gentleman you are. And people say chivalry is dead.”

“Don’t fucking worry, I’m hoping after this you will suck my dick real nice.”

You were going to bit it off, actually.

You don’t get why you like Adam. You’re down bad for him. He smiles at you, your pussy gets wet. He’s sleazy and an asshole and probably has a few STDS and you still invite him into your bed. You should really talk this over with your friends, maybe they can put some sense into your dick obsessed brain. You weren’t even into your ex that much??

Adam gave you a spank on the butt, while chuckling at you.

“Oh, I’m going to make you suffer.” You told him cheekily.

“Fuck, you promise, bitch?” Adam seemed more eager than you.

Maybe you like Adam so much, because he’s so into you. He can’t stop touching you, he borderline stalks you, he hates when other guys touch you or even look at you. He’s deliciously toxic. He wants to baby trap you. He sends you money. Dream man right here.

Walking up the stairs towards your apartment with Adam hot on your trail. Unlocking the door, you lead Adam into the small space which you call yours. A shitty studio apartment, stuffed full with trinkets and memories.

You both took off your shoes and jacket and man you were impatient. You needed him inside you stat. Before Adam was even done taking his jacket off, you were already caressing his chest. Stepping forward to him, you got on your tippy toes to kiss his neck.

Adam carelessly threw the jacket on the floor, he then grasped the nape of your neck and crashed your lips together. Lots of tongue, teeth clashing into each other and spit being exchanged. It was messy and lowkey nasty, just the way you liked it.

His hands moved toward your tits, squeezing and groping you. His hand moved under your sweatshirt and tank top, pinching your nipples gently.

You grasped Adam’s hoodie strings into your hands, tugging him towards your bed with it, while your lips were still connected. It was like you were tugging on his leash. That was a hot thought. Maybe you should collar him?

Sitting down at the edge of the bed, you tugged Adam down towards you. He placed his hands down besides your legs on the bed, but you gently pushed him away from you.

He furrowed his brows at you, his lips in a pout.

Giggling at his charmingly pathetic face, you pushed him down on his knees.

“What? Did you forget that you were going to be my plaything for tonight?” You asked, rather confidently. Yay for you! No shaky voice! Let’s see how long that will hold on.

“Oh, you’re so hot when you’re bossy with me, baby.” Adam grinned at you, the bulge in his pants was straining against the zipper and the jeans cloth.

Never-mind, one shitty compliment from Adam and you’re weak. Your stomach did flips, and you had to cover your face to keep your composure. Deep breaths, you can do this. You can top this 6’6 guy who is wider than a fucking closet. Oh, once again you bit off more than you could chew.

You put your foot on Adam’s chest, wanting to trail it downwards but he grabbed your calf and started kissing upwards, towards your knee.

“How many times can you cum in one session?” You asked him with a hitched breath.

Adam looked caught off guard by your question, but he quickly was able to catch himself.

“You wanna suck out my whole fucking life essence, huh? I dunno, I can give you a few for sure. Let’s see where my limit is, till I tap out.” He nuzzled his stubbly cheek into the skin of your shin.

Before you could even open your mouth to ask him something, the sound of a guitar riff ringed through your little studio apartment. Man. Blinking at Adam, with the way a scowl formed on his pretty face you guessed that’s his phone ringing. You recognise the guitar sound from one of his songs.

Adam fished out his phone from his back pocket, “What the fuck do you want!?” He nearly yelled into the offending object.

You couldn’t make out what the person on the other line is saying, or who it is. Is it a girl? Is he going to leave for another booty call? Does she give better head than you?

“How the hell do you break your fucking drum sticks?” Adam got up from his kneeling position, now he was towering over you.

Oh, it’s just Judas….Damn your ex really has great timing.

Adam smirked down at you, while he stood in between your legs. He placed his hand below your breasts, trailing it downwards while finally tugging at the waist band over your jeans roughly,

“Why don’t you get fucking undressed already, baby?” Adam held the phone, like, 2cm away.

So obviously Judas heard that bit. Adam rolled his eyes at whatever Judas was saying on the phone. Adam sighed heavily while scratching his nose. You covered your mouth to giggle at Adam’s despair. Whatever, you had to pee anyway.

Rolling yourself out of bed, you made your way to the bathroom, while Adam was swearing endlessly at your ex for being a fucking idiot. Adam could bash his head against a wall, first he has to talk to the useless guy he regularly cucks and now he couldn’t even look at your pretty face to cheer him up.

Well, at least he could snoop around. Your space consisted of a bed (too small), a desk and chair (old and ugly), and a few shelves with a closet (all mismatched with chipping paint). It was all stuffed full with trinkets, books and a few houseplants. Pictures of you and your friends were hung up all over place, obvious gasp were in between the pictures. When he took a look inside your half full trash can, he saw trashed pictures of you and your ex. There were no pictures of your family, or from when you were a child.

“I don’t give a fuck if you still miss your ex, go into the store and buy new fucking sticks and moongel. Or else I’m going to find out why your parents restricted your online banking.” With that Adam hung up on Judas.

Looking more around, Adam spotted a picture of you on the beach in a bikini. The point of view was from above, you were squatting on the ground while looking up from your sunglasses. A sandcastle was formed besides you. A beautiful smile was stretched across your glossy lips. There was a clear shot of your cleavage and your plush, milky thighs pressed together. Adam removed the picture from the pinboard and pocketed it for himself.

All across your room where little reminders posted, together with their dates. Some are from a few months ago, while others are only a few days old. He found one which said “Text back Adam!!!!”

On one wall he saw a dart board, he saw a shitty printed out pictures of a few professors he recognised from campus, while the one in the middle was a picture of Judas. Obviously cut out from a couple pictures, there were a few darts stuck in his face. Now that made Adam laugh.

He heard the toilet flush, so he knew he didn’t have long. Now, where do you store your underwear? Opening your closet, he rummaged through your box of bras and panties. He heard the door unlock, but it was hard to hear your footsteps. You’re a quiet walker. Right as you got around the corner, Adam pulled out a sexy thing which was baby pink, with little heart formed in the lace.

“Why don’t you wear this for me?” Adam let it dangle from his finger, watching your face get flustered.

Snatching the bra away from Adam, you threw it back into the closet and closed the door quickly,

“You call me a pervert while you’re the one going through my underwear?” You decided on asking him.

Adam was still kneeling on the floor, he was in between your closet and the end of the bed. You sat down at the end of the bed, Adam turned to face you.

“Want to start?” You whisper into the air.

“Hell yeah, babe.” Adam put his hands on your knees, rubbing at your pants.

“..You think we need a safe word for you?” You mumble out.

“Naw, babe, we just going to do it the old school way and use ‘No’ and ‘Stop’. I’m not into that fucking hardcore BDSM shit. Had a girlfriend who liked it rough, started freaking even me out. Like, who’s into fucking knives?” You really wish you knew which girlfriend that was.

Shaking your head slightly, to get your head back into the game. Only Adam matters right now.

Placing once again your foot on Adam’s body, just this time on his broad chest, plushy chest. Trailing your foot downwards, you dug your toes into his soft, thick stomach. Till you reached his growing bulge, you pressed the heel of your foot down at the bulge.

Adam hissed at the feeling of the pressure.

“Going through my underwear….very..naughty…?” Oh you’re such a bad dirty talker, Adam bit his lip to keep the laughter in.

“Oooooo, I’m so fucking naughty, please punish me mummy.” Adam got out through laughter.

You glared at Adam, you really were tempted to actually slam your foot down on his dick full force. You wouldn’t, but the fantasy of it calmed you down a bit. Rubbing at your face, in hopes of hiding your blush, you took a few deep breaths. Man, you’re a really bad sex haver.

“You’re starting to piss me off, you either get off with my foot or not at all.” You scowled at him.

Adam blinked at you with surprised eyes, “You’re fucking joking.”

You raised your brow at him, removing your foot from him, “Well, guess it’s time to go to bed then?”

Adam grasped your ankle into his hand, placing it back on bulge, “..Jesus, not so fast, bitch.”

Clicking your tongue at him, you looked into his hot eyes, with your own bored ones.

Adam moved his hand to wards the ball of your foot and pressed the heel back down on his hard bulge, even through the jeans you could feel heat emitting from him. Ugh, dream man.

His face was flushed, even the tip of his ears turned shades darker. Finally he looked like how you always felt around him. He was breathing heavily, while he looked down. He’s probably putting his pride away. Cute. You weren’t going to stress him. Flexing your toes slightly, you saw that you still wore your flower socks. You shifted slightly, rolling your stiff neck.

Adam ground the heel of your foot into his bulge, while still grasping the ball of your feet. He was biting his lip. He started to move your back and forth, dragging it along the arch of your foot.

“You’re soo good for me, Adam.” You tried to encourage him, or to get a sound out of his bitten lips.

“Ha…Shut up…Fuck.” Is all you got out of Adam, together with a half moan-half sigh. Hmm. Let’s try something out.

“I can’t wait to feel your dick inside me again, Adam, You always make me full so good…I have never felt so stuffed full. Especially when you cum inside me, I always hope it takes…..that you knock me up, finally..” God now you’re flustered again. Adam’s movements got faster.

“Shit, shit..Haaaha..I’d get you pregnant so fucking fast if you’d let me…” Adam spoke through gritted teeth, talking about his own twisted fantasies seemed to spurn him on.

“Yeah? You promise?” You asked him breathless.

“Fuck yeahhhh-“ He throws his head back and groans, “I’d move you in with me, would take care of you soo well. Have you be my little pretty housewife……All you have to do all day is be my…Ughhhh..be my breeding biiiitch…” Adam moaned out, the thought of that seemed to be his dream.

It’s also yours if your exams keep being so hard.

It took Adam only a few more thrusts of his hips to cum and soil his pants. You saw a wet spot form on his jeans. He let go of your feet, while his chest heaved. He continued to kneel on the floor while looking up at you. Oh right, you’re the one giving commands now.

Making grabby hands at him, to invite him into the bed, Adam near pounced on you. He picked you up by your hips and threw you into your pills of pillows. A surprised gasp left your lips.

“You’re such a fucking a bitch. If you ever tell anyone about this, I will fucking suffocate you with one of your pillows.” Adam said, while throwing a stuffed animal at you.

You couldn’t help but laugh at him, “I was so proud of you!”

He scowled some more at you, kneeling at the end of the bed, like a good boy.

Patting the spot on the bed next to yours, you watched as Adam laid down besides you. He was still flushed, but thanks to his darker complexion it wasn’t as visible. Lucky guy.

Throwing your leg over his hips, you straddled his lap fully. Grasping the edge of his hoodie, you tugged it off him. Exposing his soft torso, you gave him a kiss on the lips. It wasn’t your intention to have a deep kiss, but Adam grasped your hips into his hands and shoved his tongue down your throat. You moaned into the kiss. Once his hands started to wander, you stopped the kiss.

Grasping Adam’s hands into your own, your pressed them into the mattress by his wrists.

“No touching.” You murmured into his ears.

He whined at you, “Cmonnnnnnnn…” Once your hand left his wrists they immediately shoot back towards your skin. It’s like a magnet.

Grumbling at him, you decided to glare at him. Should you tie him up with your bed sheet or something? Wait…

“Wait! I have something…” Jumping off of Adam and the bed, you rummaged through your closet. Finally making contact with a mix of plastic and cardboard, you pulled out a pair of still packaged handcuffs. There was pink fluff on them.

Proudly showing those to Adam, you waited for his reaction.

“Pfftt, babe, if those fit, shit, who am I to say no to your cute face?” Adam laughed breathlessly at you.

Skipping over to him, you leaned over and stuck your hand under your pillow, feeling around. Pulling out your pocket knife, you pulled out the blade and carefully cut into the cardboard backing. Closing and putting the knife back, you pulled out the cuffs, together with 2 sets of keys. Best not to lose those.

You turned towards Adam, who stuck his wrists out. Carefully putting on the cuff around his one wrist, you locked it in,

“Is that okay?” You gently asked him.

Adam moved the cuff around and even stuck a finger through the loop, showing that he has enough room, “Never been better.” He leaned towards you and gave your cheek a kiss.

“Okay, that’s good. Just say the word and at will remove those ASAP! I will also cuff the other wrist, but, well…Hmm..I kind of want to sit on your face and I don’t know how well I can do that with your wrists restrained against the headrest….” You looked at Adam while speaking, and he turned happier and happier the more you spoke.

His hands moved towards your waist, picking you up while he laid down bellow your pillows. He placed you on his stomach. You took of your own sweatshirt and tank top, giving Adam a nice view of your tits. Since he wasn’t restrained, his hands immediately went to fondle your boobs. Tugging and pinching at the nipples.

“Take of your clothes.” You told Adam, while shimming out of your own pants and underwear. Ugh you already soaked through yours.

Adam buckled his hips up to take off his boxers and jeans. Yeah, he can’t wear these out anymore until they have been washed. Whoops. His dick was already half hard again, begging for attention. He kicked his clothes over the end of the bed. This is a problem for morning you.

Adam rubbed a hand over his cheeks and chin, “Take a seat baby, it’s aaaalllll yours for the taking.” He seemed more happy about this than you.

You laughed a bit at his antics, and then slowly but surely made your up, towards his face. Kneeling over his watering mouth, you got a bit nervous.

“What if-“ Before you could even finish your question, Adam pulled you down on his face by your hips.

He didn’t waste anytime in devouring you. His tongue licked a strip up your pussy, his tongue piercing made you nearly sob from the delicious sensation. His hand were rubbing up and down, on your hips, on your thighs, even over your stomach.

Once he was sure he licked up every drop he could, he decided to explore your pussy from the inside with his tongue. Sticking his tongue in your pretty hole, he sucked up every bit of your juices he could. You were divine.

You tangled your hands into his soft hair. You don’t get how it can be so healthy, shiny and thick with the way Adam uses Axe 3 in 1 shit, but here he was. One beautiful man. The beautiful man who was devouring you, like it was his last meal.

Adam wrapped his lips around your clit, and he sucked. Hard. You pressed your thighs tightly around Adam’s face, while your body bends forward. You were moaning and gasping at this point.

“Adam! Fuck! You’re….Ahh..You’re doing sooOhhooo good.” You praised him, since he did deserve that. Man is he amazing.

Looking back at Adam’s lower half, you saw that he was at full mast now. Reaching behind you blindly, you patted around Adam’s pubic area until you grasped his thick dick into your hand. Precum was leaking like crazy from his cock, coating the tip completely. You messily started jerking him off, coating him now fully in precum.

Adam groaned into your clit, causing pleasure to spike through your spine. Man, you were close. Adam probably knew that, since he was the only person to make you cum till now. Well, expect yourself of course.

“You’re the best and only one I will ever haaahhaaavee..Jesus, You hnng..got a magic tongue, haa?” You encouraged him through gasps and moans. Nothing seemed to make him happier then when you praises him.

Adam’s sucking and licking increased in intensity, while you felt his dick start to twitch in your hand. You focused on massaging his tip, and sweeping with your thumb over his piercing. He groaned into pussy. His hands never left your skin, bruseing touches were massaged into your thighs and hips.

“Ah, Oh fuck….’m cuhhhuming.” You called out.

You grinned down your clit against his big nose, riding out your toe curling high. Adam’s dick did one last twitch and he came all over your hand, and his stomach and chest. You breathed heavily and got off of Adam’s face.

Adam’s face chased chased after your pussy, between your spread legs. He gave your clit a kiss, which caused you to whine out in overstimulation, while your hips twitched. His lips attached to your thighs and he started sucking hickeys into the skin.

You dragged your nails into Adam’s scalp, massaging him. He continued lazily sucking more marks into your skin.

“You ready for the next round?” You decide on asking him.

Adam looked up at you with half lidded eyes, is it two and done for him?

Taking his face into your hands, you brushed a thumbed over his cheekbone.

“..I want nothing more than for you to fuck my brains out. Just gottta give me a hot second, baby.” He told you, his own hand covered yours while he looked into your eyes.

You hummed at his words, you took his hand moved it towards your breast. Letting him play and fondle with your tits. He sat up more to lick and suck at your one breast, while massaging the other. He left hickeys around your nipple.

His dick was starting to come back to life, full on hard and ready to go. You tugged him off you and pushed at his shoulder to make him lay down on his back. You sat down on his warm, soft stomach, trying to avoid his cum. Sadly for you, Adam came in buckets, so you couldn’t really avoid that. You took Adam’s wrists into your hands. You lopped the handcuff through your bed post, and put his last wrist into said cuff.

He was now fully restrained.

“This okay?” You decided on asking him.

“Fuckkk yeah, you’re so hot, babe.” Adam tugged at the cuffs slightly, to see how much they could take.

You kissed Adam’s cheek, then his neck and chest. You gave his nipple a light pinch with your finger, before sucking on the other one. You gave his nipple a light bite, the bar of his piercing clang against your teeth.

Adam tugged at his restraints while groaning. Hips buckled up into the air. You removed your lips with a pop. Gliding down, you rubbed your pussy against Adam’s hard dick. He angled his hips so that he could get more stimulation out of you.

You pressed down his hips back into the mattress, “Stay down. Don’t you want to be good?”

“….Wanna be good. Please. Hop on my dick.” Adam begged.

You never thought Adam would be the one begging for something, but you weren’t complaining. You aligned Adam’s dick with your entrance, and you started to slowly slide down on his dick. No matter how much you guys fuck, he always stretches you out. Your mouth fell open in a silent gasp.

Adam watched the way his dick slowly disappeared inside your hot, velvety cunt with intense eyes. He needed a lot of his will power to not start thrusting his hips upwards. Fucking you silly from below. He dug his nails into his palm.

You finally were all the way down, it took you a bit to adjust to his sheer size. Gridding down on his dick and pubic bone, you moaned at the amazing feeling. Adam hissed at the feeling of your fluttering cunt around him. Adam thrust his hips upwards, trying to get you to start bouncing down on him.

“Adam, behave. The more you move, the less you will get.” You told him sternly, dragging your nail across Adam’s hipbone.

He groaned at that. You stopped your grinding and simply kept his cock inside you. He was twitching inside you, while he tugged impatiently at his cuffs.You leaned forward, resting your chin on his chest, while smiling at him.

“Fucking move already you daft bitch, enough of the teasing.” Adam spoke through gritted teeth.

You laughed at the petulant whine in his voice, together with the pout. God, what a man-child. You needed him badly. You bit your own lip at his behaviour, trying not to laugh at him.

“Ask nicely and I might indulge you.” You told him with a smug smile.

Adam groaned heavily, you felt it vibrating in his chest, he threw his head back. His eyes were squeezed shut, “Pleeeeaasseee, baby, I want you throw my hip out with the fucking way you bounce on my dick.”

You snorted at his words, “How can I say no to those charming words?”

Sitting up, you started a slow rhythm of going up and down on Adam’s hard dick. Adam dug his toes into the bed sheet, happy to finally get some stimulation. Even though he felt overly sensitive, and he knew he wouldn’t last long, he still wanted to fuck you silly from below. As soon as he started thrusting upwards, you pushed Adam’s hips back down and continued your bouncing.

“Can’t keep still, Adam?” You asked him in between gasp.

“ ‘is your fault, baby, you’re too tight. Squeezing me ‘n shit.” Adam sounded winded.

You reached back, grasping for his balls, massaging them.

Adam’s lips left a broken mix of a gasp and moan. His hips shoot upwards, fucking into you while he came inside you. Shit, you thought he would like that, but that much?

You seemed as surprised as Adam, who was heaving heavily. He wet his lips with his tongue, while his dick went soft inside you. Biting at the inside of your cheek, you leaned over to kiss Adam. He pressed his tongue immediately into your mouth. You grasped his face into your hands, urging him to kiss you deeper. You felt Adam’s cum run down your stuffed full pussy.

You stopped the kiss so you could start once again to jump up and down on Adam’s thick cock. He got hard so embarrassingly easily, it’s enough when he sees your face. Finding a rhythm where you felt the pleasure start to build up, you ran your hands over your body, squeezing your tits, before your fingers found your clit. Rubbing circles into it.

“Fuck, baby, untie me. ‘M gonna rub that pretty clit for you. Make you fucking cream all over me.” Adam begged, while tugging at the cuffs. With all that tugging you were surprised that Adam’s wrists weren’t rubbed raw yet.

Laughing breathlessly at him, you shook your head at him. You continued your rhythm, wanting nothing more than to cum.

“Shit, Adam, you always feel so perfectly fitted inside me.” You moaned out.

“Yeah? You always..Ughh…make my fucking dick ache when I just look at you.” Adam started thrusting upwards, helping you chase your high.

That quickly started to approach you, but you also wanted Adam to cum once more.

“Adam, cum inside me. I want you…Want to make you into a real daddy.” That should hopefully be enough? Yeah.

“Shit, babe, already am a real daddy….You’d be a hot as fuckkkk MILF.” Adam’s brows were furrowed and his mouth was open, gasping into the air. Every time a moan tumbled out of his lips, he bit his lip. A shame, he had really pretty moans.

“Adam, I’m close…. Cum with me.” You quickened your finger which was massaging your clit.

You felt your high wash all over you, you dug your nails into Adam’s hips, while your toes were curling. Adam shoot up hot cum into your already full cunt, causing you to sob. You stayed like this for a bit, you both breathing heavily, while cum dripped out of you.

Sliding Adam’s dick out of you, you felt juices gush out of you. Yikes.

“Show me your cunt, babe. Pwetty pwease.” Adam whined at you.

You made sure Adam had a good view of your pussy, when you spread your folds apart. Showing him how his cum dripped out of you. Adam groaned satisfied. He leaned his head back into your pillows, seemingly spent.

Reaching out, you grasped Adam’s dick into your hands and squeezed his shaft.

Adam hissed, his hips twitching at the feeling of overstimulation.

He looked good like that, his face was flushed to hell and back, his lips were bitten raw, and there were tears forming in his eyes. You gave his dick a few kisses, feeling how it got hard under your fingers and lips.

You started slowly jerking Adam off, being mindful off how sensitive he was. He whined at the feeling. Rubbing gentle circles into his tip, playing with his piercing, you kissed your way down. From his tip towards his balls, where you also kissed them.

Adam felt himself cum embarrassingly easy, it basically took him 3 strokes from your hand and he felt the dam break. Adam’s back arched while he sobbed out, if it was from pain or pleasure he wasn’t too sure. You watched with curious eyes as Adam came, surprisingly though there was no more cum ejaculating from him.

Woah, a dry orgasm. You really sucked him dry. That’s cool.

“Enough, you cock hungry whore. Jesus, I know I’m the best you will ever have, but I’m fully spend. Fucking hell….” Adam grumbled out.

You nodded at his words, you leaned over to snatch the keys from your bed side table, and you freed him off his restraints. As soon as you put everything on your bedside table again, Adam wrapped his arms around you and slammed you into the mattress. The breath was slightly knocked out of your lungs and a surprised gasp left your lips.

Adam sprawled himself over you and trapped you between his huge body and the mattress. His head was resting on your chest. He nuzzled the soft skin there. You softly rubbed his shoulders and back, drawing circles into his muscles. Ranking your nails through his soft hair, he sighed softly, being completely content.

“..Cat got your tongue?” You asked him while laughing a bit.

“Shut up. Go to sleep.” Adam grumbled into your skin.

Yeah, your legs were sore. You were going to feel this tomorrow. You felt your eyes drift shut and lost yourself into the unconsciousness.

You woke up the next morning from your bladder calling for you to relief yourself. Reaching blindly around on your floor, you picked up your phone. 7am. Ugh. You had classes today. How annoying. Putting your phone screen up on the bedside table, you rolled out of bed.

As soon as your feet hit the ground, Adam jolted up, rubbing at his eye.

“Where you going?” He asked you with his gravely voice.

“Have to pee.” You mumbled out, stumbling into the bathroom. You thought for a second he would follow you, but he laid back down.

Once you finished your business and washed and dried your hand, you walked back into your room.

You saw Adam sit at the edge of the bed, with your phone in his huge hand. It’s funny, when it’s in your hand you struggle with reaching the full screen with your thumb, while in Adam’s hand it looked like a toy. He was scowling, badly and when he noticed you coming in, he glared at you.

He looked at you like he hated you.

Before you could ask him what was up, he slammed your phone into the corner of your bed side table. Shattering your phone completely. It was a sickening sound, cracking and grinding. The splinters of glass flew everywhere. On the floor, on the bed, on Adam.

You didn’t quite know what to say. What the fuck? Why would you do that? Get the fuck out of my apartment? A feeling of fear of curled in your stomach, paralysing you. It’s an old friend.

Adam stood up, slowly, menacingly. Taking a few steps towards you.

You liked Adam’s size, he was much bigger than you and that made him so attractive to you.

He was much bigger and stronger than you and that’s what terrified you so much.

As soon as Adam stood you were freed of your shock.

“What the fuck?” You spoke into the silence. Not really knowing what else to say. What is there to say?

Adam scoffed at you, crossing his arms in-front of his chest.

“Don’t worry your stupid little fucking head about it.” He simply answered. Wrong move.

“Are you insane? You smash my phone into pieces and won’t even tell me why? Because…Why? You’re the big macho guy who makes all the oh-so big decisions? Because I’m just a girl?” He was starting to piss you off.

You forgot how fast he was, in the blink of your eye he was in-front of you. He roughly grasped your jaw into his hand. It hurt.

“Yeah, that’s fucking why. I know girls like you, you act oh so independent but really you want a big strong guy, like me, to save you. You’re just a fucking woman, so I know it’s hard for you to grasp basic concepts, but you should kiss my fucking feet for even looking at a plain girl like you.” Oh what a fucker.

You gave him a shove to get him away from you, but he just grasped your wrist into his hand. It was a bone crushing strong. At least he wasn’t grasping your jaw anymore. The feeling of betrayal rise like bile in your throat, that’s what you get for trusting a man. It was a reminder for yourself to never trust a man again.

You laughed in his furious face, “Yeah, sure, and if you think I won’t use the birth control you oh so graciously paid for, to fuck other guys you might actually be the stupid one.” You wouldn’t, but he didn’t need to know that. You wanted to hurt him, like he hurt you.

It seemed to work, you didn’t think he could possibly look even more pissed off, but he did. Adam reached his arm out, which wasn’t holding your wrist, and he slammed his fist into your wall. The thin material easily crumbled under the force of his hit.

Adam moved his hand towards you and you closed your eyes, while flinching. Readying yourself for a slap, which never came. Opening your eyes slowly, you saw that, that hand went into his hair, probably pulling at it from what you gatherted Adam.

So he’s a misogynist but not a woman beater, good to know.

The anger from Adam’s face seemed to have washed away, he seemed more preoccupied with your reaction. Your name fell from his lips, soft and worried. He lost the right to be worried about you.

“Get the fuck out of my apartment.” Your heart was beating so fast and loud, you couldn’t hear anything else.

Adam dropped your throbbing wrist from his grasp, taking a step back. His eyes restlessly wandered all over your body.

“..I wasn’t going to fucking hit you. I would never do something like that.”

“Yeah right. You just break my phone AND wall in an unjustified fit of rage. Get your fucking shit and never talk to me again.” You were rubbing your wrist. Man this is going to bruise.

Looking around, you started to pick up Adam’s things and started throwing them at him. Fucker.

And that’s how Adam ended up with you slamming your door in his face, while he only stood with his boxers on in your hallway. His things were messily scattered everywhere. Great.

…….Was that a fucking a rat?

[katz-rambles]

I've been sick lately so I got too thinking.. how would the current ghouls and ghoulettes treat their S/O who's sick.

(headcannons, gn!reader, fluff/comfort(?), mentions of puking, mentions of being naked but no sex, I think this is it!)

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰

• He's going to make fun of you. A ghouls immune system is so much stronger than a humans. So he won't really understand what to do, but he gets an A for effort.

Dewdrop/Sodo

• You may have to straight up tell him what to do. He probably won't listen if you aren't right out with it.

• Though, when he does understand what he has to do, he is right by your side the whole time. He won't let you out of his sight. What if you suddenly feel worse and he's not there to sooth you?

• He gets a little (lot) protective over you. You're in a vulnerable state. Someone could hurt you. :(

• If you have the chills or are just cold, he will use his element to help you warm up. Just cuddle with him for a bit, and you'll start to feel better in no time.

• If you're worried about him getting sick, there's a high chance he'll laugh at you. He's a ghoul, baby. He won't get sick that easy. You don't have to worry about him.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• He's the type of guy to make you chicken noodles soup when you're sick. Such a sweetheart.

Rain

• He will help you with anything and everything. You have chores to do, he's on it. You need something from the store, sweetheart, he's already there. You just need your meds, he's got them and a glass of water plus some food for you to have with it.

• He's so helpful and so so sweet. He's got everything you may need. A damp cloth if you have a fever, a blanket if you have chills (and himself, of course), a bucket just in case, any type of meds you may need. He loves you and wants you to get better as soon as possible.

• Please cuddle with him so he knows you're not going anywhere. He fears that, because you're a human, you may get worse, and he's practically terrified at the thought of losing you.

• He may read to you if you ask nicely, especially if you like classic literature, then he may be persuaded. (I fucking love classic literature so now everyone had to suffer because of it.)

• He will also take you to the lake during the day when it's warm. You can relax in the water and get some sun, it's a win-win.

• All together, Rain is a sweetheart and will do anything and everything in his power to make sure you have a speedy and smooth recovery.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• Sweetheart 2.0

Phantom

• He makes sure you're doing okay, and his way of doing this is not leaving your side. He basically makes sure you don't leave until you're all better again, even if you do just have a common cold.

• Will put on a movie/show and cuddle with you to try and help you feel better.

• He may even play his guitar when he's with you. Just rest and let him play (show off).

• If you end up puking he's the type of guy to pull you hair back (if it's long enough) and rub your back while telling you it's all going to be okay and you'll start to feel better soon.

• He almost likes knowing that you can get sick. It reminds him that you're a human and that no matter what, you always will be. He loves that about you, even if you're sick. He rarely ever gets sick, so it comforts him knowing that you do.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• Will 100% take you for a walk in the garden while he picks herbs to make a tea that will boost your immunity and help you recover faster.

Mountain

• He will also cook for you. He's amazing at it, and maybe one day he'll teach you his secrets.

• Will also take you to sit out in the sun with him, you need your vitamins after all, and what better way to get them than to cuddle in the sun with him?

• Another guy who helps you out if you have to puke, he will even help you clean up after. Don't worry if it's gross. It's natural for humans to get sick like this. He understands and wants to help you with it. He can also, if you're okay with it, of course, because consent is key, bathe you. He doesn't want anything sexual to come from it, just you two spending some time together.

• He encourages you to nap/sleep more. You need your rest! He also just likes to nap with you, but that's not the point.

• And don't worry about your chores or anything. He's already spoken to Copia about your condition, so you have as much time as you'll need to recover.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• He's also going to make fun of you. But, considering it's Swiss, we should already know this.

Swiss

• He's going to make sure to check in on you. He won't be there by your side all the time, but he's there most of it.

• He makes sure to bring fun little games, bored games, cards, and anything else you may want to help you feel better.

• He gets Mountain to help him make a tea or something since he has no idea what to do. He can cook, kinda, but it's the idea that counts. He's trying his hardest for you.

• If you catch him searching up your symptoms on Google and then cuddling you and not leaving your side... no, you didn't.

• All together, he will be amazing towards you. Although there may be occasional teasing, he cares so much about you, you have him whipped for you.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• She's one of the best people to be sick with (second to rain, but I'm very biased towards him), she will make sure everything is okay for you.

Cirrius

• No hesitation on pulling your hair back and rubbing your back, holding you close to her. She doesn't give two fucks about if it's gross or not, as long as you're okay, nothing else matters. She will also bathe you. She likes pampering you, whether you're sick or not.

• Big on getting sun while you're sick, she will also give you those vitamins gummies to help your immune system. If you're up for it, you two will sun bathe. Just you two and the sun, a relaxing afternoon to help take your mind off your current state.

• She will help you with your chores, but she also believes in exercise while you're sick to help your body, even if it's just doing your chores.

• Lots of sleeping with her, she's so comfortable. She also loves to just hold you close to her so she knows you're doing okay, so if you're sick and she suddenly pulls you away for a cuddle session, don't be surprised.

• Will do night in with you when you're sick, except they're modified. So you two will have soup and movies while doing facemasks and makeovers with you. She's so sweet, she loves you.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• She will probably know you're sick before you know you're sick. She can just sense it.

Cumulus

• But when you do actually get sick and know it, she's got you. Damp cloth, bucket, soup, blanket, ice packs, she has it all.

• She's an amazing cook, like better than Mountain, and she knows how to make practically anything.

• If you want to get out and get some fresh air, she's all for it. You two could be out getting groceries or just out in the forest relaxing in the cool grass. She loves being outside, and if you feel good enough, you bet most of your time will be spent outdoors.

• I feel like she's a big cat lover, so you two will be down at a cat cafe or just hanging out with strays around the church. You both get to be outside, and you get to see a bunch of cute cats, win-win!

• Please watch movies with her, she knows you need some rest and relaxing time, and what better way to relax than to watch some movies with her?

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• She's very helpful, like Swiss she won't always be by your side, but she's there enough that you know she cares about you and wants to make sure you're doing okay.

Aurora

• She will 100% bring you outside to relax, right in the grass. The sun on you both and the cool grass underneath. It's perfect, and she can't think of a better way to help you get better than relaxing.

• If you want to do something, she's down for it, but she won't let you be out too long when you're sick. She doesn't want you to get worse just when you're starting to feel better.

• But don't you worry, she has plenty of ways that she can help you feel better. Most of these consist of sleeping and relaxing. But that's okay, you need it.

• She will do arts and crafts with you. It may sound childish, but you're sick and don't really want to do anything, so what better way to do something that's not too hard than arts and crafts. Glitter jars, painting, bracelet making, making a time capsule. She's down for it.

• Please let her pamper you. She needs to do it, it'll help you feel better because you won't have to do anything. She has everything taken care of, your chores, your nausea, fever, chills, and everything is taken care of.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

[girlboypersonthingy]

Hey, can i have Lucifer x gn! reader that suffers from migraines? It can just be headcanons, really.

I dont have any specifics for it.

Nonniieeeeee, I’m so sorry! I’m not sure when you sent this but I’m finally getting to it. Thanks for being so patient, to you and everyone who’s requested recently. Also, I hope you’re feeling okay, anon. ❤️‍🩹 And as always, enjoy~

Notes: gn!reader, just fluff and Luci being such a sweetheart ALSO I GOT TWO LUCI POSTS DONE IN ONE DAY FUCK YEAH!!!

Lucifer x reader- S/O suffers from migraines

“OH DARLING! MY ANGEL BABY! Come, lay down. I’ll get you an ice pack. Or would you prefer a heating pad? Tell me what you need, my love. Daddy’s here for you~”

Good luck. This guy is gonna cling to you and baby you all day until you feel better okay? Just prepare yourself

Will literally, actually, for real do anything you ask. He just feels so bad for you and hates seeing you like this so go ahead, tell him what you need.

Meds? You got it! He’s flying over to get them so fast and returning to your side before you can even blink

You cold? Need a blanket? Come here, let Luci wrap you up in his plethora of thick plush wings 💋

Wanna take a nap? He’s draping blankets over you, fluffing the pillow before tucking it under your throbbing head, makes sure the room is dark and quiet.

Will definitely hum softly to you as you cuddle and rest together.

Lots of soft kisses to your head and face- comes in waves like…he’ll kiss the top of your head once and then a few minutes later, he’s peppering your face in repetitively sweet kisses.

Will also full-on make out with you if that’ll distract you from the pain *wink wink*

Also, a lot of gentle touches, lightly tickling your skin, letting his fingertips wander over any bits of exposed skin he sees.

Might even strip off some of your clothes but strictly for the purpose of exposing more of your skin for him to softly stroke or rub comforting circles on.

Plays with your hair- starts by gently running his fingers through it and eventually ends up giving you a scalp massage that has you falling asleep in his hands.

When/if you get tired of him being clingy or you just want some alone time, please tell him! He’d rather you bruise his ego a bit by telling him you need space than you be even more miserable with him around. If you need a break from him, just say so and he’ll leave you be but he’s gonna come check on you every 15 minutes and ask you like 50 times if you’re mad at him lol

Will happily run off to the kitchen to make you soup or tea, something warm and comforting

One time he accidentally walked in on you taking a nap and when you woke up, at first he was like “Hi, honey. You okay?” And when you explain in a groggy voice that you have a killer migraine and you’re trying to sleep it off, he lowkey gets mad at himself for disturbing you and begs for your forgiveness. No matter your reply, he still asks “Want some company?” Before crawling into bed with you.

Also, one time found you crying on the couch due to the immense pain in your head, the throbbing and aching becoming too much.

Luci dramatically swooped you up in his arms and took you to lay down in bed. Cooed in your ear while wiping your tears away and holding you close to him.

He shed a tear along with you bc oh no his poor baby is in so much pain, it physically hurts his heart

Basically, just the sweetest little sweet pea in the entire Hellaverse, okay? No one in hell could take care of you better than the big boss himself ❤️‍🔥

[zetmns]

Hihi ! Can I request Lucerys with a s/o who likes playing with his hair ??

Playing with Lucerys hair hcs

pairing Lucerys velaryon x gn!Targaryen Reader

a/n: I actually life for sweet Lucerys headcanons btw THIS IS SO UGH IM GIGGLING I hope u like this 🐳

-to start Lucerys isn’t very fond of his hair to him it’s a constant reminder that he’s just a bastard and will never be a true velaryon and that’s were you come in

-luke loved the way you never cared about him being a bastard or his hair color and you truly loved him for him

-so one day when you were both sitting on a tree reading or just talking and you let him lay on your lap he was a bit surprised he was new to being in a relationship and was already quite nervous around you so it got 10 times worse when you started playing with his hair

-but it’s not like he stopped you or disliked it actually brought a smile to his face everytime it happened and he didn’t really care to hide it either

-Luke and your relationship was a well known thing around westoros being in such powerful family lines and dragonriders so everyone knew about the two of you, and all your family and servants knew you were both just lovesick teens to eachother

-sometimes you’d been caught in random parts of the castle just playing with his hair and talking like two love sick idiots with heart eyes which the servants may complain about but they think it’s adorable

-no matter how long you’ve had the habit he still gets all giddy and blushes so hard he’s redder then Caraxes scales at your habit

-sometimes he’d sneak into your room at night and just talk to you well laying in your arms so you could play with his hair he loves it very much especially when your alone and can just cuddle and play with his hair

-luke basically let’s you do whatever with his hair braid It? He doesn’t care as long as he’s with you. twirl it in your finger? He thinks it’s cute

-because you’ve been playing with hair since you were both little children he got used to it rather quickly and was obviously in a mood when you hadn’t played with his hair that day it was so normal to him that it not happening was like a Wierd event

-lucerys has always been a insecure since childhood, about his hair? Yes definitely and he thinks he won’t be good lord of the tides and heir to drift mark

-so theirs been times when he’ll be panicking about his duties and think he’s not good enough in his chambers when you saw him like this you took his hand and led him to sit on his bed and sat with him his head in your neck as you played with his hair it was relaxing for him after a few seconds completely calming him down

-sometimes he would sneak Into your chambers and just lay with you just to hear your voice or just lay in your arms and let you play with his hair it helps him sleep and will complain the whole day next day if you didn’t play with his hair

-servants have came up to you and said how much he mentioned It annoyed him that you didn’t play with his hair hoping you would end their suffering and just play with his hair

-even jacearys has come up to you with lucerys running behind him whisper-yelling for him to stop

“ you ought play with his hair he’s a bit moody today and that should help him hm Luke?”

he said turning back to Luke while you smiled and we’re trying to hold in your Laughter while Luke blushed brightly with a embarrassed look on his face well he glared at his brother

-“shut it” he said pulling jace along with him walking away from you “bye y/n! Make sure to play with his hair later!” Jace waved with a smile before being hit in the stomach halfway thru his sentence by Luke who was scolding him with a glare to his brother before he looked back at u and blushed brightly looking away when he saw you looking back at him

-later that day when he came into your chambers as usual he was quite with just a small greeting before laying next to you

“need me to play with your hair? We don’t want you being moody again” you teased ruffling his hair

“shut up” he muttered laying in your arms and putting your hand in his hair before you softly played with his hair as lucerys laided on you his face buried in your neck as he drifted off to sleep.

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen act after catching a cold

requested by anon: "Hey, can u pls do "how svt will act after catching a cold" like will they be clingy or crank with their s/o 😆"

notes: hope you enjoy! this is basically like the s/o counterpart to this post haha but they can also totally be seen separately

masterlist

seungcheol:

has those great big hacking coughs that make it sound like his lungs are being torn in two. he starts coughing and then motions for you to back away really quickly bc he doesn't want you to catch his germs. also a whiny baby. complains about his headache, his blocked nose, even his own coughs. asks you to check his temperature every hour bc he swears he's burning up so bad even though "cheol it's literally just an ordinary cold—"

jeonghan:

clingy. so so clingy. acts like every cold is as terrible as some major illness. tries to use it as an excuse to not get up for the entire day and spend it cuddling in bed with you (and conveniently forgetting that he's sick and could totally pass it onto you—unless… that's his intention…?). sounds like an old man w a croaky voice, laughs at himself and is striking up a conversation with you every half an hour bc he sounds so funny

joshua:

gets a cold just as autumn is setting in. gets another cold when winter is at its peak. gets a (kind of) cold in the summer due to his hay fever. asks you to carry around tissues w you so there's always someone who has it just in case. sometimes when he doesn't have a cold he'll lie in bed beside you and breathe rlly loudly through his nose as if to appreciate the fact that he can actually do it

junhui:

is absolutely Devastated. rarely catches colds, suffers terribly when he actually gets them. coughs so hard that his eyes start watering. loses his appetite, doesn't wanna eat or drink anything. initially refuses the conciliatory hugs you offer before falling into them willingly. is like a sad, dejected kitten for the entirety of his cold. almost starts crying in the middle of the night bc his throat feels like sandpaper n he hates it :((( needs to be petted on the head until he calms down

hoshi:

dramatically throws himself onto you when he comes back from work to tell you that he found out this morning that he was unwell and his head hurts so bad and he starting coughing so much that he almost wet himself. clings to you like a limpet for the entire evening. only lets you go bc you convince him you'll cook him something nice to eat. insists on sleeping next to you, croakily asks in the middle of the night if you'll still love him if he had no voice

wonwoo:

tries to breathe through his blocked nose, fails badly and sounds like the sputtering engine of a tractor. is utterly miserable, will not let you take care of him bc he's so sure he can take care of himself. eventually caves when you put his head in his lap and massage his headache away. very drowsy and kinda not-there the entire time he's awake, doesn't state it outright but he's really obviously hinting that he wants you to hold him throughout the night

woozi:

doesn't tell you when he catches a cold. you can only tell bc he's shuffling around the house a little sluggishly and he's taking ibuprofen along with his supplements in the morning. you try to convince him to sleep instead of going out to the gym but he insists that working out will help him sweat off the cold (?). comes home an hour earlier than normal bc he couldn't breathe through his blocked nose

minghao:

is mad. at his cold, mainly, but that makes him mad at everything so pls be a little delicate with him bc he might snap at you if you say the wrong thing. but then he immediately apologises afterwards because he doesn't mean it at all, he's just tired and his head hurts and his voice sounds weird in his own brain. gets really sleepy, ends up falling asleep on you on the couch while trying to tell you about his day. wakes up two hours later bc of his coughing fit

mingyu:

is sneezing??? a lot??? even though he has a cold??? asks you to cook chicken broth for him, is yelling instructions into the kitchen from where he's laying on the couch in the living room surrounded by pillows and a blanket. grabs the bowl and slurps the soup straight from it like a little child. asks you to pet his head to help him go to sleep, refuses to sleep in his own room during the day bc he wants to see you :((( it would sound rlly sweet if he hadn't coughed at you in the middle of the sentence

dokyeom:

is leaking liquid from his nose everywhere. throws his arms around you to hug you then pulls away quickly with a sleeve over his nose bc the sudden movement made his runny nose almost get all over you. doesn't carry around tissues with him, needs you to run to get some for him whenever he coughs too hard. puts his head in his lap and asks you with his puppy eyes to give him head pats and even tho he's sick you can't say no bc he's looking up at you so sadly

seungkwan:

asks in a baby voice for you to make him warm food bc he feels absolutely terrible </3 you have to force the paracetamol down his throat bc he keeps complaining about feeling terrible but doesn't Wanna take meds. carries round a silk hanky you bought for him once and always dramatically holds up a hand in the middle of a conversation to fish into his pocket and cough or sneeze into it

vernon:

has tissues permanently held over his nose, holds up his hand if you get too close and tells you to back away in case you get his cold. doesn't let you touch him even if it's just a common cold, tries to leave when you enter the same room as him before you reassure him 10 times that you'll be fine. sounds so nasally bc his nose is all bunged up to the point that it's almost comical, and you can't talk to him for too long before feeling like laughing

chan:

wants cuddles 24/7, even when he's sick. gets jokingly hurt if you hesitate, asks if a measly cold will stop you from giving him hugs. has those really wet coughs and they're so often and so hard that you have to pat his back to get him to stop coughing. disappears into his room saying he wants to take a nap, emerges the next day looking even worse than before bc now he even has a fever. wants to be spoon fed soup in bed

currently taking requests

[holy-mother-of-whumpers]

Favorite character from Greek mythology + favorite myth from Greek mythology?

That is a really hard question😂 like what's your favorite music THERE ARE SO MANY!!!

I like to obsess over forgotten minor characters like a true nerd (like Epipole, the Greek Mulan, Thersander, Diomedes fellow Epigone) but except for that, I'm basic.

It's Odysseus ok 😂 he has a lot of whump and a happy ending! All I could ask for.

Also Perseus, the non Ovid version in which Medusa was always a monster.

My favorite myth is Pandora, the interpretation in which Hope is one of the evils, or the worst of them, because it forces you to endure all others for no rational reason. Sometimes you gotta cut your losses, not hope it'll get better.

Plus it's so rad that she got created like this super woman, with all the gods gifting her something, and her job was to open a box?? She didn't even need higher cognitive abilities for that, legend.

I can tell you my least favorite may be Herakles, or Theseus, who looked up to him. I cannot avoid interpreting the 'divine madness' as an excuse for a mean temper and being too cuddled by the gods to suffer proper consequences for his actions. He killed his family and in exchange he became The Hero™️. Rip Megara and kids I suppose, fridged for character development.

I'd love to let a Herakles stan change my mind though.

My least favorite myth(s) are the modern retellings twisting the original's meaning and agency to make a cheap fake feminism point or an over-edgy tragedy in which everybody sucks.

I know people think Miller but I mean more Jennifer Saint, super dry narration, no positive character, the pointlessly saddest endings in the canon wtf

That was a lovely question! Thank you! 🥰🥰

I'd like to hear your opinions too if you feel like coming out!

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

NSFT Alphabet: Joseph Desaulnier

I have no idea what im doing lol

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

So ideal you prob are expecting him to run you a bath, wipe you down, cuddle all that jazz but tbh he needs a second to recover. Would cuddle if you are a cuddly type but are content lying beside you just listening to your voice. He does like to touch you after with his nail tracing your skin or kissing a spot he might have bitten too hard during the moment. I do believe this man would have after-sex snacks ready lol food and wine guy. The bath happens later 

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

His favorite part of his body I think would be his hair idk he seems like the time to take extra care for it. On you, I think your face if you are an expressive person or your hands. 

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

He likes cumming on your face. If you let him he will paint you with his cum and take a picture of it uwu

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

He likes giving those he likes pet names (‘gray little mouse’ for Aesop). He rather likes it when someone fights back rather than just accept their fate-- this goes in the bedroom too. He likes the tussle before you give in. Would let you peg him if you are into that

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

A lot. Trust me this man in no way is a virgin, no way and with both genders

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

You riding him 

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

He is serious but might smile but he takes this very seriously

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

Uh-hm I don't think his a hair guy based on his once skin, I doubt he has much hair down there

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

He can be romantic depending on the mood and 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I don't think he does this unless he is already in a relationship

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Petplay, degradation, mutual masturbation, 'human furniture', titles used in the bedroom, brat taming

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

In his bedroom he is not all that into public stuff but something you inspire him in matches (more like he bullies you for being bold)

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

You being a brat

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

He will not sub he just wont (until i find a plot reason for him to sub lol)

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

Too good, evil good, life-changing even 

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

Slow and sensual or fast and rough it all depends on the mood and place

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

He hates quickies at first until you tease him enough then you getting it

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

He can if you present it to him

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

The man literally can cheat using camera world to make you cum faster without having to do much work lol but also he is a swordsmen i think he can last fairly long

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

You need to show him what a vibrator is (but be ready to suffer)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

100% unfair

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

Depends he can be loud or quiet (plot reasons)

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

Pull his hair before he cums 

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

Perfection 

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

I think he does not have a high sex drive as he got older, but if you have a high sex drive I'm sure he can match it

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

I think it depends on how long you two have been going at it. He tends to stay awake to watch you sleep, the calm after the storm feelings. Here you are vulnerable with the person who is technically your enemy in these games, peaceful and covered with his marks.

[outro-jo]

Hello gorgeous 🥰

I hope your requests are open

I just read mingi and seonghow (blurb) when reader having period and i really wish to read wooyoung version but with a little bit of twist

Like his s/o is a bit older than him and she is very independent person and she don't like to show her emotions like she keep on smiling even if if she is on extra pain and say I'm fine but with time she learns to open up and depend on wooyoung more and he picks up and wants she like something like that

If you can please 🙏🏽 make it into scenario

Have a wonderful time beautiful

Love you a lot

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

pairing: jung wooyoung x reader

type: imagine

summary: wooyoung learns the best way to help his partner while they learn how to let him help.

warnings: not gender specific but the reader is on their period, nothing much really, doting bf wooyo 🥰

a/n: i am definitely taking requests right now but i would recommend reading my info linked in all my works and on my masterlist before submitting for anyone else that would like to request. thank you for requesting! 🤍

masterlist | info

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dating wooyoung is always a surprise. you never quite know what you’re gonna get from one day to the next. but most of the time it’s a fun, silly, light-hearted energy. you weren’t that much older than him but you always said it keeps you young.

the thing you struggled with the most in the relationship was letting him in. in truth, you struggled to do that with most people, not just wooyoung. he always found a way to work himself in though. most of the time it was just by being his boisterous, endearing self… but not every time.

your hyper independence paired nicely with the way your mom taught you how to treat that time of the month too. “don’t tell anyone about it” was basically how you were supposed to treat it most often suffering in silence. especially since wooyoung came from a family where it was him and two brothers. sure, he was close to his mom and had a lot of friends that had their periods, but it didn’t matter. keep it quiet.

little did you know, wooyoung was much smarter than you thought. he could tell by the way you closed off each month it was going on. though he never said anything, he would do his best to let you deal with it in your own way. you never seemed to connect the two when he would plan more dates at home cuddling on the couch or when he came home with a bag of goodies from the convenience store or even came home with a new heating pad. each time he would come up with a valid excuse to blow it off.

“ah, i’m too tired to go out. can we stay in and cuddle?”

“i bought too many snacks when i went out with the boys. help me eat them.”

“my shoulder has been killing me with this new move. you can use it too if you need to.”

this is how it would continue in the relationship for almost a year but it ate at wooyoung. he wanted so badly for you to confide in him the way he should be confided in as a boyfriend. he wanted to baby you a bit more during this time of the month and care for you the way he felt you should be cared for. wooyoung was too respectful for that, though, and never wanted to push you.

that all would come to an end when the pain was so unbearable. this was by far the worst period you had experienced probably ever. when you took days off work from not being able to move, it was undeniable at this point but still you would try to play it off.

“i’m just not feeling well, babe. you should go on to work.” offering a weak smile before rolling over to rest.

it broke his heart to see you this way and still trying to shoulder this burden (and so many) on your own. wooyoung had decided it was time to have a conversation, not before finally taking care of you.

he came into the room that afternoon quietly, leaving the overhead light off as not to disturb you. his socked feet padding softly on the wood floor as he came over to you setting a glass of water on your nightstand and the heating pad tucked under his arm.

“darling, can you sit up for me?” he softly requested.

you stirred softly from your nap, rubbing your eyes to look up at him, “what?” you asked groggily.

“c’mon, love.” he carefully reached behind you to help raise you up to a seated position against the headboard. “take these, darling.” he dropped two tablets in your hand and passed over the glass of water.

“wooyoung, i can take care—“ you were cut off by him shushing you.

“it’s alright now, my love. just relax, ok?”

maybe it was how gently he was treating you or the fact that you could nearly sob with pain but you actually let him tend to you. he moved swiftly to plug in the heating pad and placed it tenderly on your stomach before helping you settle into a laying position. then he went around to the other side of the bed and cuddled in next to you, careful to give you your space in case you were in too much pain to cuddle.

“is there anything else i can do for you, love?” he finally asked.

“no, and you’ve done so much for me already, wooyoung. thank you.” you smiled weakly at him.

he shook his head, “you just rest now. i’ll be right here.”

only he wasn’t there when you woke up from your nap. you had felt a little better, enough to move around. so you got up and trudged to the kitchen where you smelled something cooking.

“you’re cooking for me?” you asked.

“ah! my baby is awake.” he walked over to you from the stove and hugged you softly, kissing your cheek. “how was your nap? how are you feeling? food’s almost ready.”

he moved to sit you down at the kitchen table before going back to finish.

“i can do that, wooyoung. i can take care of myself.” you insisted once again.

just as you said that, another wave of pain ripped through your lower abdomen. you grimaced your face, leaning forward and gripped the tables edge. wooyoung took notice, quickly removing the food from the heat and rushing over to you.

“darling, are you ok?” he knelt down in front of you.

for the first time ever you couldn’t hold back. you shook your head as tears begin to form in your eyes. wooyoung reached a hand up, his thumb stroking your cheek. he stayed with you until the pain subsided. his eyes were soft and round as he looked you over. so worried about you and empathetic to your pain. if he could switch places with you, he would do it in a heartbeat but for now he would just be there for you the best he could.

“are you ok now?” his voice was barely above a whisper. you nodded, sniffling. wooyoung leaned in and kissed your forehead softly.

“darling…” he started, not quite knowing how to get this out. “i know you can do things and you can handle yourself but i want you to know you don’t have to do it alone. i’m a grown man, maybe not as old as you…” he teased lightly, earning a playful slap to his arm. “but i just want to be there for you when you’re hurting. to hold you and take care of you. you’re more than capable of doing it on your own, you just don’t have to, ok?”

again, you nodded as he kissed your cheek.

wooyoung always knows what to say to make you feel loved and respected. he doesn’t have talks like this very often but when he does it really shows his wisdom. you really lucked out with him.

[sleepingdeath-light]

relationship hcs ; shirou

requested by ; 🐜 anon (14/06/23) [1/2]

fandom(s) ; brand new animal

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; shirou ogami

outline ; “🐜 anon because i love BNA and 100% wasnt the person to recommend it whaaaat.... .

Shirou Ogami relationship and smut hcs?

also i accidentally typed shitou Ogami for a second there 😭”

warning(s) ; canon typical references to violence/discrimination/etc

it takes a long time for shirou to trust someone enough to get close to them — like of course he cares for all beastmen and will protect them but that doesn’t mean he’s close to them by default, he’s actually incredibly guarded and private

so this would only ever work on a basis of acquaintances -> friends -> lovers — and it would be a lengthy process to move from one step to the next

or, in other words: he’s not someone who rushes into things so any sort of relationship progression with him is going to be slow and steady at the best of times

but even once you are in a relationship with him, things aren’t exactly cut and dry

he’s protective over you, of course, and will always keep an eye (or, more aptly, nose) out for you to make sure that you’re safe when you’re away from him

he makes sure that you take care of yourself — whether that’s resting and eating enough, taking any medications you need or keeping you from overworking yourself (depending on what your habits are)

like he’ll start off by gruffly reminding you to take a break or rest or eat, and if that doesn’t work he’ll pick you up and do everything shy of actively forcing you to do some self care

will lend you his coat if you mention being cold, but it’s always in a sort of dismissive way — though he does appreciate the sight of you wearing his clothes, even if he doesn’t show it

not very big on physical affection and can get overwhelmed by it if you’re too forward — prefers to show his love through acts of service instead

he’ll substitute cuddling for breakfast in bed, or replace public kissing with date nights spent on rooftops discussing history and the stars

the furthest he’ll go with physical affection in public is a peck on the lips or a kiss on the back of your hand — in private he’s a bit more affectionate but not by much

flusters under praise and genuine compliments but will occasionally praise/compliment you in return in a roundabout casual way — e.g. ‘good job’, ‘not bad’ or ‘nice shirt, when did you buy it?’

has a possessive/territorial streak and will intimidate the hell out of anyone who tries to flirt with you — especially if they’re human — but will vehemently deny any and all accusations of jealousy

has an excellent memory and keeps track of things like anniversaries and birthdays with ease — but he also makes sure that you keep on top of things like medication and appointments when you’re due for them (be that something minor like a checkup or hay-fever, or something more significant like physiotherapy or painkillers)

loves hearing you talk about your passions/interests/hobbies and will quietly listen and ask questions where appropriate — but even if you’re not talking to him, you can catch him staring at you out of the corner of your eye

if you’re the type of partner who steals his clothes (a hermit crab, basically) then he’ll quickly become accustomed to it and will even set aside some of his shirts and jumpers for you to wear — namely so that you stop ‘borrowing’ his work clothes

if you joke about being in the world’s largest age gap relationship then he’ll just shake his head and sigh — you’re not wrong but he’s not going to encourage you with a proper response

though they’re not as frequent as they used to be, shirou does occasionally suffer from nightmares — reliving the last few days he spent in nirvasyl as well as how he died and the lives he took in the aftermath

this is the only time you’ll see him cry and you’re the only person who gets to see him be vulnerable in this way — he won’t seek you out for comfort but he won’t push you away if you try to give it to him (just don’t bring it up afterwards as he’d rather not think about it)

doesn’t talk about his past often but he will teach you innocent things like dances, songs and how to prepare some of the dishes he grew up with — things that aren’t linked to the fall but instead the cultural core of nirvasyl

doesn’t explicitly tell anyone that he’s in a relationship because he prefers to keep his private and professional lives separate, but michiru, gem, melissa and mayor rose all know you — with michiru in particular always asking about you and teasing shirou about being ‘whipped’ for you

if you’re a beastman like him then he constantly worries about your safety — especially if you travel outside of anima city

he’s all too aware of the dangers faced by your kind and, unlike him, you’re very much so mortal and at risk of losing your life to an anti beastman group — and he can’t imagine losing you so soon

in his more animalistic form he’s much worse at hiding his emotions and will give some not-so-subtle tells that he’s happy to see you — namely wagging his tail (no matter how much he tries to stop it)

he’s a living space heater so sharing a bed is only really viable in the winter because otherwise there is a really good chance that you’ll overheat — especially since he does somewhat cling to you in his sleep and has a strong enough grip that there is little to no chance of you getting out before he wakes up

usually just calls you by your name over any sort of pet name — unless he’s introducing you to someone else at which point you’ll gain a suffix denoting your relationship (e.g. ‘this is (name), my —‘)

so partner if you’re dating (he finds girlfriend and boyfriend to be a bit childish)

fiancé/fiancée if you’re engaged

wife/husband/spouse if you’re married

but yeah that’s the closest you’ll get because he isn’t really the type to use cutesy nicknames with his spouse

[gayboss-too-close-to-the-sun]

some ways homophobia hurts all men feat. Max Jägerman as a case study

Maxwell Jägerman, the senior football star of Hatchetfield High School, is the ultimate bully. But why? How can someone so deeply embrace the “high school has-been waiting to happen” as Veronica Sawyer once put it? Maybe the problem is cultural and societal views on male friendships. Maybe those cheesy, awful, anti-homo ads from the 50’s are paying off in the worst way: creating such a strong sense of internalized homophobia in straight and gay men alike that they police their behavior and suffer from their own rigid “no homo” rules.

Now, for the Nerdy Prudes Must Die connection~

Evidence of Max’s internalized homophobia:

He clearly banned butt slaps in the locker room, even consensual ones

He was touch-starved and needed a cuddle, but didn’t dare ask his bros for one, only requesting physical affection from Grace after having sex with her because that made it Straight Enough

He refused to rely on his teammates because needing other men is Gay, which left football feeling like a one man game - lonely for Max, no doubt

His dad would degrade him if he knew Max showed any emotion aside from anger, since Feelings Are Gay (I’m so tempted to use my f slur privilege to make that an acronym…)

Ways this harmed him:

His only avenue to support and intimacy was through a romantic relationship

His friendships were based in violence and aggression instead of vulnerability and acceptance

No one really knew him because he kept his personality so locked down and basic

He blamed other people for his pain when it was a system that made him feel worthless outside of the “high school football star.” If he had been allowed to hurt and been comforted when he felt like he had no future, he wouldn’t have committed to the “literal monster” bit

Ways this harmed everyone around him:

Grace verbally rejected him, but he felt like he had to keep pursuing her because she was his only chance to treat someone gently and be treated gently in return, so he very easily could have steamrolled over her boundaries and hurt her

There was no trust between his peers - any show of feeling or closeness would set off Max’s homophobia-fueled rage, so they had to be just as fake as he was

Girls were never allowed to see the boys around Max be caring and soft and emotional, which meant they couldn’t tell which were dangerous and which were merely hiding their humanity

He could only let himself feel anger, and the only thing he knew to do with his anger was unleash it on his classmates

As much as I’d like Max to be into boys (for purely selfish reasons), it doesn’t really matter if he’s straight or not. The issue is that he’s paranoid about being perceived as anything but straight, and it wrecks how he interacts with the world. Homophobia guts the ideal of what men should be and the support they deserve whether or not they are gay.

(Note: while I’ve felt this for some time, I saw a Dr K video a while back that helped me put it into words. Max, much as I love him, is just an example of how many, many men are ripped apart by the standards they unwillingly create. Fuck the patriarchy, fuck homophobia, save men)

[im-goofball]

SO SO SOOOOOOO!!!! Please tell us what happen to Saturn Kids Please Please Please 😭😭😭😭😭

—The Royal Flesh Is Purest Of All—

Eat. That was the only command Lord Nerona gave him, whilst his unbearably warm hands cupped his pale face when the red-headed king knelt before him.

All he remembered before he lost his sanity, before he succumbed to the primal urge to devour, to consume, were those piercing eyes of his. Eyes of a snake, scarlet and burning with such evil King Jay Garcia Saturn's throat felt dry and mind clear of any complex thoughts other then a aimple basic emotion. Fear.

Those evil eyes of the Fallen crushed his skull, drilled in his mind as he cooed ever so sweetly, his tattooed, black lips curled in what seemed like a smile.

"Don't you feel hungry, my friend?" the melodic voice crashed into his mind, echoed through the darkest corners and tainted everything pure that was left in him. "Don't you just feel so starved? Craving for a meal?"

The words ensnared all his senses, his blue eyes hazy, slowly closing as he only managed a weak nod.

Lord Nerona's left hand went up and patted the king's red head, as if Saturn was some kind of a dog. A pet!

"So hungry and tired. So much pain within your soul. I can rid you of it. Rid you of all hurt in this world," he felt the Fallen trace his long nailed thumb right under Saturn's closed eye.

"All you need to do, is to eat. Your royal stomach can be only seated by special meat. Royal meat. Won't you agree, Saturn?" he whispered into the king's ear, his pupils narrowing to sharp slits.

"Yes." the king rasped, feeling his mouth watering at the thought.

A dinner worthy of a king. Yes, that's what he needed. Royal flesh tearing under his teeth. Royal blood drowning his throat. Rhea. Dione. What a wonderful feast.

When his sanity returned, the first thing he sensed was the red blood dripping down his chin, covering his hands and his royal gown. The scream his throat managed to burst out was the last time he ever felt remorse, pain and suffering. He cuddled his boy, his Dione in his blood-stained arms.

Dione had a giant hole in his chest, oozing with darkness, his throat ripped to shreds, his sweet face twisted in silent scream of horror.

Rhea, oh his sweet, little girl was lying now far away on tue cold floor of the Throne Room. Her entire left arm was missing and parts of her legs as well.

Saturn muffled his screams as he hugged his son's body tighter.

He heard a whisper in his ear and he knew he was not alone.

H E W A S N E V E R A L O N E

"The royal flesh is purest of all, isn't it, Saturn?"

[ultfreakme]

ok ok i have 2 things to say:

1) what do you think about yuuji being unaware to junpei having a crush on him?? like, from my part i think he wouldn't see the signs that junpei gave via attitude and corporal language until later. im curious about your takes

2) zukka having a date on the turtleduck pond....... the levels of fluff im dying

Thanks for the ask AAAAHHHHH!!!

Yuuji being oblivious can have two directions; one is that Junpei is trying to hidde all signs that he does have a crush on Yuuji and is failing very badly but literally everyone and their mother knows Junpei has a giant crush on Yuuji. Two is Junpei IS showing his affection, and Yuuji doesn't notice. In the first route, literally no one is having a fun time but Yuuji. Yuuji's like "wow Junpei's so nice, I wonder why he avoids me and acts weird sometimes" and tries to address it but Junpei's like" Me??? WEIRD????? HUH????No I'm not ahahahaha hey anyways wanna talk about this new DVD i got????" In the second, Yuuji has no idea anything is up. He just thinks Junpei is a very near and dear friend who has a lot of consideration for him. And personal hc, if Junpei lived, Yuuji-Junpei would've been the most closest friendship in the group. So now Yuuji's impression of "Best friendship" is Junpei making googly eyes at him, excessive physical contact, cuddling, going on solo hang-outs with the bro(they are basically dates). And everyone else is losing their goddamn minds because these two are practically dating already but Junpei won't CONFESS because he's insecure and scared Yuuji needs to be hit with a rock to figure this out. I think Yuuji, unconsciously, would be doing more romantic gestures and would also FEEL more romantic but he just has not put the label on it. "Oh yeah my heart beats fast around Junpei because I'm usually running to meet him" or "I feel all hot around the collar and blush because he's just so nice when he laughs like wdym you DON'T feel all fluttery too??? Look at him!!" And now Junpei is conflicted because wait is Yuuji....reciprocating? This clown show ends when Nobara and Megumi lock Yuuji and Junpei in their classroom and stage an intervention. Gojo is not helpful at all he keeps staring at them and makes ominous jokes(or threats, no one is sure- it's the Geto trauma getting to him).

2. ZUKKA DATE!!! omg Zuko would be so awkward and shy showing the place to him meanwhile Sokka is like "THE FLUFFIES!!". He's so confused as to why Zuko was acting like he was leading him down the plank just to show this place. It's pretty, it;s cute! Sokka is suffering from a bad case of the butterflies because Zuko's smiling really softly at the ducklings. Sokka is initially a little hesitant about holding them and Zuko thinks its cute how Sokka's like "oh my god, the little dude's nuzzling, they are happy in my hand!!" Zuko probably brought duck feed so they're also feeding them. And maybe it's a chill day so Sokka gets out his brushes and paper to start drawing. It's a terrible drawing but Zuko is on cloud nine because Sokka drew them holding hands and surrounded by the turtleducks. Sokka's trying so hard to make it look good for Zuko because he seems so excited to see it. They'd probably slump against each other under the shade of a tree and watch and relax, Sokka's 100% going to fall asleep on Zuko's shoulder because it's so.....peaceful.....and perfect and he feels safe and warm. Zuko is staying statue-still and admiring Sokka's slack face(literally no one but him thinks its cute, because Sokka sleeps with his mouth wide open and drooling and a little snoring).

[yoongisleftshoulder]

BTS Reacts: Their S/O Has Chronic Insomnia

Seokjin:

Jin loves you to death and hates to see you suffering, especially when you aren't capable of doing a basic human function. It breaks his heart to see you cry from exhaustion and see your eyelids get heavier and heavier, knowing that as soon as your head would hit the pillow, you would be wide awake and still up at sunrise. He would be the type to buy you special types of teas and even an air humidifier to soothe you. Jin would also do everything in his power to keep you comfortable during the night because he often had a difficult time staying up too late and would usually fall asleep while you were still awake.

Yoongi:

As much as Yoongi loved being warm and cozy underneath a pile of blankets, whisked away in dreamland, he also knew what it was like to spend countless nights wide awake much later than normal. He wouldn't outright say that he was worried for you; he would tell you with his actions. It wasn't uncommon to share the unusual hours of the night next to him on the couch, plopped in front of the living room tv. Even if you insisted that he return to bed and apologized for waking him up, he would brush you off and brew a cup of hot tea to help you relax. Eventually, he would need to sleep but he would do his best to stay up as late as possible with you and help you in any way he could.

Hoseok:

Poor J-Hope. He would be so desperate to help his love, yet so lost on what to actually do. He knew insomnia wasn't as simple as someone who 'just can't sleep' but couldn't quite grasp the concept of sleeping being basically impossible. Hoseok would most likely feel guilty like it was his own fault every time he woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and saw you teary and red eyed in the living room. Emotional support was the best that he could do for you. Prepare to be snuggled into oblivion and showered in cheek kisses, forehead kisses, and sweet kisses on the lips. He wasn't sure what would be affective but he would be with you every step of the way.

Namjoon:

Namjoon would stay in the bed with you. He would suggest the two of you sit up and rest against the headboard rather than laying down for hours to avoid your muscles becoming sore, worsening the likelihood of falling asleep. The two of you would talk about anything and everything, finding yourselves having the most in depth conversations about random things that popped into Namjoon's brain. As much as he loved talking to you, he would much rather have you sound asleep and at peace next to him but he knew it wasn't that easy so he would be there to distract you from the discomfort of it all and would be there to help you make it through the day come morning.

Jimin:

After snuggles failed to ease your restlessness and you were still wide awake, like Jungkook, he would probably find some activity the two of you could do together in the mean time. Even though Jimin would be fantisizing about curling up under his quilt and resting his own head on his pillow, he would come up with something more physical. His idea was to not only have you mentally tired, but also physically tired so you could be in a more comfortable state while resting. Afterwards, he would ready a hot shower for you and try once again to cuddle you to sleep.

Taehying:

Taehyung was high-key a little shocked when he realized that you had chronic insomnia. He was one to stay up a bit too late anyways so it took him a while to put two and two together. Once he learned that you weren't necessarily staying up just to spend more time with him, he felt a ping of guilt. Was he keeping you awake? Was he distracting you too much and preventing you from getting tired? He would tone down a little bit around you at night until you straight up asked him what was wrong. You reassured him that it wasn't him who was keeping you awake constantly and that he actually helped you feel more at ease. After this conversation, he continued staying up late again and found himself paying more attention to you and noticed your behavior and signs of discomfort that he scolded himself for not seeing before.

Jungkook:

Jungkook would subtly let you know that he was concerned for your health but wouldn't put it bluntly. He would more so watch over you during the daylight hours to make sure you were still eating and functioning somewhat properly. When night time came around and the two of you got into bed for the night, he had already thought out what to do if you couldn't fall asleep. He would plan out something the two of you could do together in the house to get your mind off of the stress you were experiencing from sleep deprivation. Whether it be watching a movie, your favorite comfort show, playing a video game together, or simply enjoying each other's company, he would always be prepared for the frequent nights of feeling your side of the bed empty.

[tutuandscoot]

When would you wish you were a fly passing by to hear what T&S are saying in competition on the ice or do you wish you had the ability to read lips?

I think there would’ve been some interesting covos during and leading up sochi, I’d love to be inside their minds during that difficult time and how they managed to perform so well, the coming back together they say even years later they cherish so much that they were able to come together and overcome adversity- the strength they hold as their team of two never ceases to amaze me. This practice video during the really cute cuddle moment id love to know what they were saying.

As for during performances- what they say specifically in each moment im not desperate to know bc i would do the same thing with my partners on stage so i get why they do that- i love that they are constantly communicating and i LOOVEEE in general about them how they have this almost wordless, soulmate level chemistry through their eyes and holding each other but they value verbal communication so much- maybe this is where a lot of other teams fall flat, thinking they have chemistry but not placing anywhere near enough importance on communicating, listening and empathy.

More in general i would crave to be there for the rehearsal/construction processes of their programs, esp carmen, moulin rogue, mahler. The moment they describe in their book of S playing the MR music for her for the first time and awaiting her reaction.. like if there ever is a movie made they damn well better get that moment right, that needs cinematic justice.

Backstage before skating MR at the olys- how T describes throughout her career she would get so nervous she would be sick, before their last skate she said had there been an eject button she would’ve pressed it bc she just couldn’t stand the nerves/fear/unknowing of what happens when they finish that skate, and she saying how S would talk her back from the brink- the way they are the only ones who can control the self talk in each other’s minds as well as but maybe even better than their own.

The moment when she stopped mid carmen at 4cc, getting back on the ice together for the first time after the second surgery- I’m pretty sure its in the book they say how he came to pick her up at home in London and they went to the rink (im assuming ilderton) and they just started from basics again- like just basic hand to hand skating and finding her balance and rhythm again and not needing to look down at the ice but just into his eyes and it all coming back

The decision to come back to competition ..

In their rehearsals at the national ballet for Wish You Were Here

Ok im gonna stop there..

As for lip reading no not really, i mean i think im ok at it with deciphering somethings, i see some captions others have put on and im just like omg where TF did you get that from - so its part lip reading and just part common sense what they might be saying in the moment (removed of any biasses for/against relationship status which i get was hard to avoid at the time). The caption on the end of LTR at nationals- the hoopla that went on over people thinking he whispered “you were worth the wait”.. idk maybe im crazy or i just think differently to most but a) i have no idea if thats what he said and i definitely think this fandom in the past has seriously suffered from confirmation bias. b) scootie is gonna scootie and say every “”romantic”” thing under the sun without realising what people will think about it/construed it to mean. c) yeah sure that may have been what he said- if he did i take it as he had to wait the first 9 years of his life to have T his partner and that was worth the wait, or it could’ve meant something else only she will understand the significance of.

Idk.. im so honoured when people say they love what I write and the approach i take to analysing vm, the truth is it just comes from my heart and what i feel watching them and i really don’t over analyse what they do in the respect of figuring out what their relationship is, it on the contrary makes me even more opened minded and think about how beautiful it is they can have all these magical experiences that look romantic sometimes or like best friends or work partners other times, just how beautiful is that to have that abundance of love for someone for every aspect of them and its all in the sense of on not expecting anything from each other- just wanting to give everything for this person they admire..

Sorry that got off track… in conclusion part of me wants to have been a fly on the wall for all of it and the other is happy to just be amazed and moved by the silent intimacy from our pov..

[mistrdctr]

Character Sheet

basics.

full name. Stephen Vincent Strange ( M.D., Ph.D. ) nicknames / aliases. Doc, Wizard, Mr. Doctor, Stonekeeper age. 46 zodiac. Capricorn spoken languages. English

physical characteristics.

hair colour. Mid-brown to dark-brown, gray (especially at the temples) eye colour. Blue-Gray-Green, shifting depending on light skin tone. Fair body type. Fit dominant hand. Right posture. Usually quite good but he also lounges around in the most odd positions sometimes (causing ouchies to his back) scars. Most scars he has are on his hands, caused by the surgery that needed to be done to save them after they've gotten badly damaged in a car accident. He has some smaller scars scattered all over his body caused by that accident, but most of them have faded and are barely visible anymore. There's a small scar on his bottom lip that's rather visible, still. tattoos. None birthmarks. Moles and birthmarks are decorating some places of his body, mostly his neck, chest, his back, his upper arms and his thighs. most noticeable features. A very sharp cupids bow and full lips, a prominent straight nose, a soft jawline, his bright gaze

childhood.

place of birth. London, UK siblings. Donna Strange (deceased) parents. Beverly Strange (deceased), Eugene Strange (deceased)

adult life.

occupation. Master of the mystic arts (currently), Neurosurgeon (formerly) residence(s). Sanctum Sanctorum (currently), Apartment within New York City (formerly) close friends. Wong, America (a bit like an adopted daughter of sorts), Tony Stark (Thread-dependent), Spider-Man (Thread-Dependent) relationship status. Single (Thread-Dependent) financial status. He's managing to survive driver’s license. Yes criminal record. No

sex & romance.

sexual orientation. Pansexual preferred sexual role. Usually expected to be on top but he's actually a switch and adapts to his (bed-)partner libido. Normal to high turn-ons. Kissing in general including deep making-out sessions, getting the side of his throat or the nape of his neck kissed, cuddling that leads to more, when the vibes between him and the other person are just right, when he feels comfortable around another person... such things. turn-offs. Stupidity, when someone cannot keep up with his sass (and general personality), when he doesn't feel comfortable around someone, when he is expected to do all the work in bed, and when things just don't vibe well. love language. Using terms of endearment, caring for his partner (making sure they are alright, checking on them, worrying about them), playful sass and teasing, making gifts (e.g. bringing flowers or something) relationship tendencies. Stephen is a rather romantic and soft person, he is also very loyal and it is important to him that he can trust his partner completely (and that they trust him in return)

miscellaneous.

hobbies to pass time. Eating fast food (lol), reading books (not only about magic, mind you), watching TV (every now and then), enjoying a cup of tea or coffee mental illnesses. He's suffering from depression and trauma regarding his accident, and because of 'his job' he is surely also experiencing other mental illnesses that aren't properly diagnosed at all self-confidence level. Quite high