#bro's planning to eat the candle

[clownpalette]

CAN I TAKE Saboten ON A DATE LIKE, I LOVE IT

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[hijackalx]

GALE NSFW ALPHABET

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

gale will insist on doing the clean-up himself. like cleaning up both u and him. it's just his gentlemanly nature 😇 i think he also will ramble about stuff completely unrelated while doing it too 😹😹 like while he's wiping off ur face or something with a warm rag he'll be saying shit like "hm. i wonder where tara is, haven't seen her in a while. probably off eating pigeons, i suppose" STOPP IM IN LOVE WITH HIM

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

i think he's pretty proud of his shoulders. they have good width to them and idk they just look nice and stronk 💪🏻 as for his partner, he is a thigh man. he lovvessss thighs. will kiss and squeeze them while u sit on his face. also, if ur AFAB, he will not ever hesitate to grab a titty 🤭

C = Cum (anything to do with cum,

basically)

not getting any specific places where he likes to cum. i think he will cum anywhere as long as it's on/in u. waitttt he probably does like to cum in ur mouth doe. and maybe to smear it on ur lips a little like some lip gloss 😊 LMAO

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

lowkey think he's a little bit of a voyeur ooohhh nasty boy. idk like i think hes into watching/hearing other ppl fuck but he is deeply ashamed of this so dont ever bring it up 😹😹

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

dawg. nobody can convince me his first wasnt mystra. sooo.... not SUPER experienced in terms of like... numbers...... but him and mystra was doing some freak shit....... i just know it.......

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

ugh this is a good question. i think he likes cowgirl. u have to hold his hands tho and make eye contact with him or just forget it gurl 🙄✋ he likes to admire ur body and watch u use him to get off

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

okkk gale can be a little silly sometimes but are we surprised ?? HES ALWAYS SILLY !! i think he switches between serious and goofy. he takes mess-ups and embarrassing moments pretty well and will never make u feel bad over them 🥺 like he'll use humor to make u feel comfortable and safe I NEED HIMMMMM FUCK

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

yeah hes pretty hairy. i dont think his hair is EXTREMELY thick tho. like he has fine, kind of curly kind of straight body hair? not a lot on his chest but he does have a happy trail, pubes, ARMPIT HAIR 🤤, and leg and forearm hair. i think it looks rlly good on his forearms too eugh.......

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

he can be really romantic if he wants to (which is most of the time) but like i said he can also be unserious. but that doesnt make it less romantic i guess ???? anyway yeah he'll even plan everything out. like the type of dude to light candles and lay rose petals and shit 😹😹 probably likes to have some wine beforehand to get yall in the mood better too

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he will but i dont think he does often. if ur an option he prefers that. if not theres like a 50/50 chance he'll beat off. lowkey feel like he might debate on whether or not its too much work and if he should just go to sleep instead LMAO WAIT PAUSSEEEEEE MAGE HAND ????? yeah...... yeah gurl. if hes feeling lazy thats how its gonna go. prolly will close his eyes and pretend its ur hand

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

normally somewhere secluded like in a room together on a bed but if hes feeling spicy then somewhere with the possibility of getting caught 😏 maybe on a balcony somewhere or IN THE FUCKING SKY

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

i think hes pretty sensitive and in tune to teasing glances or accidentally-on-purpose touches. wordddsss too bro. loves dirty talk so much. especially if ur the one to talk dirty to him. ugh ok gemini vibes yall? yes or yes? anyway whisper things in his ear or say suggestive things in front of other ppl, like innuendo shit 😹

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

uhhh... umm.... uh

jk he wont do any noncon roleplay or anything like that. not sure if theres anything else tho 😭

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

wants to give and receive but has a preference for giving head like its probably his fav sex act 😭😭 yall know hes good af at it too and probably says nasty shit while hes doing it

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

he'll adjust depending on what u want. but if ur riding him he likes when ur more sensual that way he can admire ur body a little better

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

doesnt seem like a quickie guy to me. like i said he likes to plan it out most days.

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

😐

yes. hes a freak yall

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

if he does most of the work then he wont want to go another round but if its u then he probably will. i think it just depends on his mood too. if ur not satisfied yet tho he will use mage hand or projection gale to help 😹😹

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

i think he likes to tease a generous amount. he can dish it out but cant take it tho he gets flustered pretty fast lol

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

not extremely loud but will moan/whimper whatever. hes not afraid to make noise like not ashamed at all but i dont see him being obnoxious lol. mostly just talks tho LMAO

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

hes pretty much always thinking nasty but not always horny. he just like me fr. prolly not trying to smash often tho cuz he likes to plan ahead and make everything perfect. will fuck maybe 3 days a week unless ur really raring to go 😭

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

will prolly catch up on a book afterwards for a while before going to sleep. this is so comforting to me tho like what? imagine being all fucked-out and snuggy while ur bae reads their lil book and looks after u while u sleep.... need

[lady-lauren]

Heaven in Hiding

↣ Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader

↣ Rating: Explicit, 18+ Only

↣ Word Count: 5.7k

↣ Warnings/Tags: modern college au, step-big bro!Rengoku, stepcest, a very slight yandere tone, a bit of enemies to lovers, use of “darling” and “good girl”, cuddling and flirting, the smut comes quickly because I can’t help myself, oral (fem!receiving), facesitting, hair pulling, a little biting/marking, unprotected rough/passionate sex, small belly bulge, creampie

↣ A/N: I’m not sorry. I needed to get this out of my system. I love this man and I have been a god damn emotional rollercoaster with this series, okay? He’s such a good big brother and I can’t stand it. 😭

Kyojuro takes delight in being a big brother. He’s a protector and provider by nature. So, when his father remarried, the union bringing a darling new step-sister into the fold, he found renewed pride and purpose in acting as your big brother.

Even though you don’t need a big brother—you’ve told him this a thousand times, insisted that since you’ve always been on your own, you can handle yourself. You’re only two years younger than him, a sophomore to his senior in college.

You’re independent, which Kyojuro appreciates. But you’re so pretty and always so alone. Alone at parties, smiling in the corner, fending off boys with impure intentions. Alone at the library, working tirelessly toward your degree. Alone in your apartment, sleeping in empty sheets.

He can’t stand the thought of you being alone. You need him. You’re a moon without a sun.

So Kyojuro determines the only way for you to let him in completely is to give you what all pretty, lonely girls desire—to be fucked stupid.

“Hello!” he announces at your door late on a Saturday night. He’s not surprised that you slam the door in his face upon recognizing his golden hair and flaming voice.

Persistent, he knocks again, telling the seam of the door that he’s brought food.

It takes a few moments, but your door creaks open again, slowly, hesitantly, as if you’re afraid he’s just going to rush inside. He does.

“Finals are just around the corner and I wanted to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.”

As he takes purposeful steps toward your kitchen, Kyojuro takes note of your apartment. Everything is clean, cute. There are scented candles burning and he can smell the remnants of a hot shower, steam and hints of vanilla and rose swirling in the air. Your television is paused on some Netflix show, a cozy blanket half strewn over the couch. Good, you’re indulging in self-care.

“I’m doing just fine on my own, thanks.”

“And that’s the problem!” He pulls fresh, hot food from the paper bag he’s brought as he speaks, setting containers of potato miso soup—of course he would bring you his favorite, you deserve nothing less—and various other comforting snacks on your countertops. “You don’t have to do everything on your own when you have me.”

You follow him to the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed. You weren’t prepared for company, only dressed in a pair of soft shorts and a tank-top with no bra. He notices how you’re covering yourself, pressing your tits down and out of sight, hiding the sight of hard nipples. You’re alluring in the soft light; all smooth, dewy skin and sensual curves that would make any man weep.

“Thanks,” you sigh, “and sorry about trying to shut you out. I’m just not used to having a…a brother, or whatever you are.”

“Well, I’m happy to show you what big brothers are for.”

Even as you both sit to eat, you eye him like you don’t trust him. The problem is that you don’t know him. Even after a few years of being family, you’ve never given him the time of day to show you who he really is, how caring he is. Which is why he’s determined to sink beneath your skin tonight, open you like a parched flower to rain.

“You really don’t have to stay,” you mumble over a spoonful, still watching him with catlike perception.

“Why? Did you have other plans?” He looks around dramatically, long hair swishing as he makes the point.

“Kyojuro…I like being alone. It’s addictive, in a way. I like being able to do whatever I want, whenever I want. And I appreciate that you want to be some heroic big bro, but I don’t need you to do that.”

“Don’t you get lonely?” he says with a heavy knife’s edge of sincerity. The words slice through the calm and make you bristle.

“Everyone gets lonely. It’s human nature.”

“Well, you don’t have to be lonely,” he stands to begin cleaning, stopping next to your chair to pat your head softly. “Not with me around.”

He keeps his palm on your head for a moment longer, making you look up at him through your lashes with a concoction of emotion. Anger is present, anger that he’s here, once again attempting to push into your life. But there’s also a hint of adoration, a welling shine that gives him hope.

For you, it’s hard not to be sucked into the gravity well that is Kyojuro Rengoku. He’s blazing warmth and heartfelt smiles, with an eccentricity that is equal parts curious and lovable. He’s the promise of comfort, an assurance of safety. He’s big and strong and far too handsome for his own good—every girl at your university wants him and it’s hard not to fall prey to his blunt charm.

But you’ve always found solace in yourself, only ever trusted yourself. It’s hard to put your trust into anyone, even someone with such a pleasing disposition.

“What movie do you wanna watch?” There’s no question as to whether you want to do such a thing and spend more time with him. It’s a given for him. You’ve let him in, so now he’s going to stay.

“I’m not picky,” you rummage around the kitchen as he slinks into the living room, “just put on whatever you want.”

When you’ve taken enough time to steel yourself, taking deep breaths to calm your shot nerves of your expected alone time being overtaken, you return to him.

Kyojuro has taken residence on your small couch, stout legs spread across the cushions. He’s big in your space, muscular and barrel-chested as one arm hangs across the back of the couch. Like you, he’s casual tonight, gray sweatpants and a tight black t-shirt with the Slayer University emblem on his chest.

With a beaming, almost sheepish smile, he pats his stocky thigh in invitation.

“No,” you hiss.

“Oh, come on! I bet you haven’t had a good, old-fashioned cuddle in a long time.”

The startled look on your face confirms his thoughts.

He’s perceptive, it’s what has made him a great college athlete. He knows you well enough to be aware that you’re no fumbling virgin; you prefer one-night stands, in and out sexual gratification with no messy strings of feelings wrapped around your heart. But that means when it comes to gentle, caring human contact, you’re absolutely touch-starved. He wants to give you what no one else can—the warm, comforting embrace of a brother.

Like an offering, he holds his hand out to you. Palm up, big fingers barely curved and beckoning come here.

You mumble something under your breath, some curse against god, but you take his hand anyway.

Your bodies meld together easily. Your softness melts against his muscles, your ass settling between his spread thighs and your legs draping over one of his. Enthusiastically, he wraps an arm around your shoulders and squishes your cheek against his plush chest.

“See? This is nice!” He beams, proud and loud and practically stewing in happiness.

Shifting a bit to find comfort, you settle on having your hands against his chest, his steady heart beating against your fingertips, ringing in the ear he’s trapped against him.

“Yeah,” your voice is muffled against his brawn, “it’s alright.”

It’s more than alright. Kyojuro can feel the tension in your shoulders fade as he runs his fingers along your arm, up and down, back and forth, a gentle sweeping of touch. You sink deeper into him as he scrolls aimlessly through the streaming platform, nuzzling your head against his chest. You’re quiet, but that’s alright. He just wants you to feel comfortable and realize that you’re safe with him.

He decides on something simple to watch, some nature documentary he’s already seen before as background noise. He doesn’t care what plays; all his attention is set on you.

Fingertips trail up your neck, his thumb caressing your jaw. He expected you to squirm a bit, perhaps protest, but you are content to just curl up against him and hum.

“Feel good?”

“Mhm, yeah. Guess I could get used to this.”

Kyojuro takes the initiative of pulling you in even closer, big hand dipping to your waist and shoving you against his body. His fingers spread wide, his thumb presses against the fat of your breast, his middle finger curving against the underside. His instincts tell him to squeeze, but he presses his teeth together and flexes his jaw to stop himself.

You’re not naive. Your senses are on high alert being pressed against his big, warm body, and you’re acutely aware of his touch against your breast. Instead of slithering away from him, you coil yourself against him tighter. One of your hands slides up his chest, wrinkling his soft t-shirt as your fingers come to rest on his neck, right at his pulse.

“Kyo…” you whisper, turning your cheek to look up at him. He stares down at you a little too intently, honey and ruby eyes waiting, watching. “Why did you come here tonight?”

“To be a good big brother,” he answers immediately.

“So good little sisters just get food and cuddles? Nothing else?” You’re teasing him, one of your manicured nails tapping at the side of his full lips.

He’ll give you whatever you want, whatever it takes to open you to him, let him be part of your life, part of you.

“I’ll give you anything you want. Name it, and it’s yours.”

His heart is pounding in his ribcage as you move in his lap, straddling his waist. Your tits press against his chest, your cunt nestled against the ridge of his hardening cock that he can’t keep hidden in his sweats.

You play with the long hair that frames his face, twirling red tips between your fingers.

“We really shouldn’t…”

Your lips brush against his, just out of reach, hips rocking against him.

“But we definitely should, right?”

“We tell no one,” you warn.

“Our little secret.”

He takes the initiative, running his hot hands up your sides, feeling every dip and curve as he settles his palms on your tits. Thumbs roll over your already hard nipples, bushy eyebrows pulling up in delight as you give him your first moan.

One hand drags to your face, thick fingers squishing into your cheeks as he pulls your mouth closer to his.

“Let me show you what big brothers are for, darling.”

His kiss is like fire, all consuming, powerful. He slides his tongue into your mouth without prompting, cock growing fully hard when you respond in earnest. Your hands cup his face as you moan into his mouth, tongue tangling with his as you grind into his lap. He wanted you to be enthusiastic, but this—this is heaven.

Just a few touches and you’re already melting to his flames, ready to be burned.

He knew such a pretty, lonely thing just needed to be fucked. And he’ll fuck you just right, in all the ways you’ve ever desired. That’s what he’s here for—to provide in all the ways no other man can.

“Off,” you whisper into his mouth, fingernails plucking at his shirt. “Take this off.”

He breaks away from you for just an instant, grabbing his shirt behind his neck and ripping the fabric away from his heated skin. He does the same for you, tossing your tank top over your head so your tits can spill out in front of his face.

“You’re beautiful,” he says in quick reverence, leaning forward to lick one of your nipples into his mouth. His hands are rough, one gripping into your ribs and pushing you down into the couch cushions while the other kneads into the flesh of the breast in his mouth.

You moan and squeak at his actions, making room for him to settle between your spread legs. His weight is so heavy between your thighs. He feels like passion, like a promise.

“Have you been taking care of yourself?” he asks rather sternly, spit dripping from his lips as he moves from one breast to the other.

You flush hot; he can feel how your skin reacts to him.

“Wha…what do you mean?”

As his teeth delicately scrape against your nipple, he flashes his eyes up at you over the curve of your tits. You know exactly what he means.

“I…” you trail off, suddenly bashful even as you press your pussy closer to him, finding relief by rubbing your dampening folds against the hard ridge of his cock.

Kyojuro mumbles your name into your skin, “How do you make yourself cum?”

The question is genuine. He needs to know. He wants to know how to please you, he wants to know if you really do take care of yourself.

“Oh god,” you groan and throw your arm over your eyes, whimpering as he takes your tits in both hands and squeezes. “I…fuck, I have toys.”

“Do you? What kind?” He trails his mouth lower, relishing how your hips buck one last time, searching for his cock, as he moves himself down your body.

“I—” you suck in a deep breath as he hooks his fingers in your sopping little shorts, tugging the material down your thighs. “I h-have a vibrator, but mostly I j-just use a big dildo. I…I like to feel full.”

“I’ll make you feel full, darling. I promise.”

He spreads you open, one of your legs dangling off the couch and the other propped against the back cushion. Your pussy is already sloppy, slick and wet in anticipation of him. He shoves his golden head between your thighs, using his thumbs to spread apart your folds and just look at you. You’re perfect—such a perfect little step-sister indeed.

“It’s amazing how wet you are for me.” The praise makes you mewl, hips wiggling as one of your hands tangles in his long mane of hair. He can feel your temptation to tug him closer, nails pressing into his scalp.

But the sight of your plush thighs spread wide gives him such a tempting thought, one he can’t deny.

“I want you to sit on my face.” He pulls himself away from you, big shoulders rolling as he sits up onto his knees. He rubs his drooling, aching cock through his pants at the sight of you spread naked below him.

“But you were already right there,” you huff and sit up, shooting him that angry glare he loves so much.

“I know, I know,” he grins, “but I want your thighs smothering me. So, sit on me fully, yeah? No hovering.”

You nod in agreement as he sits on the floor, laying his head back and flat against the cushions, thick neck tilted back. You don’t hesitate to throw your leg across his pretty face, letting his lips ghost along your skin as you settle your hips above him. He locks his brawny arms around your legs, eager to bring your wet cunt to his mouth.

He groans in ecstasy as your weight presses down against him, your pussy sweet against his lips as he takes his time to flatten his tongue and draw one long, hot stripe through your folds.

Immediately his eyes flare open, catching your gaze from up above.

“Fuck you’re…tasty.”

His face feels too good smothered between the flesh of your thighs, lips and tongue hungry within your folds. Strong hands are careful not to bruise your skin, pulling your weight farther down onto his face until he’s drowning in you.

Your head hangs low as jolts of white-hot heat spread from where his mouth is working at you, playing with you, tongue painting long, broad strokes up and down your pussy. Your thighs begin to shake and he takes it as a sign of triumph, eagerly eating more and more. Your cunt is syrupy and hot, dripping down onto his tongue and his cheeks.

If he suffocated here and now, he’d die a happy man between your legs.

One of his hands falls to his lap, fisting at his dripping cock, red and angry and still begging for release against the blonde, downy hair of his stomach. Sticky pre-cum leaks from his flushed head, pooling into his skin and clothes as his cock bobs and twitches at the sounds of your moans. Quickly, he lifts his hips just enough to pull his cock free, hand wrapping around his throbbing skin to pump his shaft to the rhythm of his tongue inside of you.

“Oh, oh fuck,” you press your lips together, stomach pulling tight as his tongue thrusts up inside of you, “fuck, fuck, fuck that’s so good, Kyo,” it is all a messy whisper, just hot air blown into the dimly lit room.

Your hips jerk and roll from his ministrations, bursts of pleasure spreading over your nerves like hot, rippling webs beneath your skin. His tongue presses against your tight hole, gathering the mess of your slick onto his tongue and drinking like a man parched.

His tongue soothes over you, lapping slowly and pulling you away from the churning coil within your belly. He wants you to savor this, to beg for him, beg for your big brother to let you cum on his face.

“Please,” your voice is wavering as his lips move against your folds, “p-please, suck my clit, make me cum.”

His cock twitches with every plea.

You double over in pleasure as he heads your plea, nails scraping into the couch as you cling on for dear life. His tongue swirls over your clit quickly and with fervor, tight circles to make your vision go blurry. He’s always been proud of how well he eats pussy, and he’s never enjoyed one more than yours.

He squeezes the base of his cock to keep himself from cumming, letting his dick throb and pulse in anticipation of being inside your sweet cunt.

You’re getting closer to the edge with every curl of his tongue, the tip of it fast and hurried as he licks against your swollen clit. Kyojuro feels as if he is on fire and drowning all at the same time, lungs struggling to take in just enough air to keep himself above the surface of bliss.

The noises he makes are suppressed, being soaked up by your cunt. The vibrations from his mouth only add to your building delight, making your hips become more desperate. Continuous moans of your own spill down over your bodies, whimpers and a line of “please, please, please.”

He purrs into your flesh, “Who do you want to make you cum, darling? Say my name.”

Kyojuro can feel you sinking, each purposeful lick against your pussy sending you deeper and deeper into a pleasant abyss. His tongue is far too skilled; he knows exactly how to lap and kiss at you to keep your body shaking and wanting, all his attention centered around the tight bundle of nerves that has your belly tightening over and over again.

“Kyo–Kyojuro!” you all but scream, thighs pressing in closer to his head, his long hair sticking to the sweat of your skin.

“You can do better.”

The look on your face above him is priceless, nearly fucked out already and all you’ve had of him is his tongue.

“Fuck!” You squeeze your eyes closed as pleasure overtakes you, now riding his face as you chase your high. “Oh, oh Kyo, please, big brother please.”

Your orgasm spills onto his cheeks as you find your release, ecstasy blooming from where his mouth is still relentlessly licking between your folds. Your walls clench and unclench, looking for the fat cock that should be filling your needy cunt. Your sanity momentarily slips away, mind and body overwhelmed with the feeling of him, of your fucking step-brother between your thighs.

Then, you fall, chest pressing into the couch and hips lifting so you don’t actually crush Kyojuro’s pretty face beneath you.

Kyojuro laughs triumphantly as he slips from between your legs, wrapping you in his arms so you can cling to him in your post-orgasmic high. He pulls you back into his lap, grunting as your messy cunt brushes against his still aching cock.

“You’re so good,” he kisses your forehead, hand petting over your hair as you bury your face into his neck, “you’re such a good girl, you know that?”

He keeps you engulfed in his brawn as you whimper, naked chest pressed against his.

When you pull back to look at him, your eyes are blazing, full of passion that mimics his own.

“I need you inside me, Kyo,” you whisper, pulling his lips down to yours for a sloppy kiss. You moan at the taste of yourself in his mouth, nails gripping into his muscles.

“Your wish is my command!” He beams with pride as he stands, throwing your naked body over his shoulder as he kicks off the rest of his pants and marches for your bedroom.

“Kyo!” You cough at his broad shoulder pressing into your stomach. “We could’ve just fucked on the couch.”

“Absolutely not!” He slams open your bedroom door with perhaps too much enthusiasm, the doorknob wailing against the wall. “Not when there’s a perfectly good bed to take you in.”

With his unparalleled strength, he easily manhandles you onto the bed, flipping you onto your hands and knees.

There’s no pause, no moment to breathe. Kyojuro is fast and sure with his movements, pulling you back by your hips and sinking you down onto his thick cock.

It’s hard for him not to just slam into you, his need for you seeping out of every pore and tensing every muscle. But he refrains, using you slowly, letting you sink back inch by inch on his throbbing cock.

The sound you make is divine, one of pure relief and satisfaction of finally being stuffed full. Your cunt sucks him in tightly, a wet vice clenching against the pulsing veins of his cock.

He groans as he finally bottoms out inside of you, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of your pussy spread around him. You’ve finally let him in, let him break down your barriers and open yourself up to him in the most vulnerable of ways.

There is a warm burn from the way he stretches your pussy, sending your eyes rolling back as you suck in a deep breath. He stays still. He keeps himself sheathed deep inside of you, letting you feel the thickness of his cock, the heaviness of his thighs against yours.

“Better than your toys?” he asks, hands sliding up your sides to toy with your dangling tits, plucking at your puffy nipples.

“So much better, Kyo. You feel so fucking good.”

He cants his hips gently, pulling out just a bit before bullying back inside your depths.

“Yeah? You like feeling full with my cock inside you?”

Your head nods against the pillows, your hips wiggling back for more.

Kyojuro leans over your back as he grinds into your gummy core, kissing your shoulder blades and rocking against you. The need to protect, to provide, swells in his chest as you mewl for him.

“Gonna make you feel so good, darling. Gonna take such good care of you, promise.”

Flaming hair falls into his face as he pulls back, hands anchoring to your hips. His appetite for you is raging hotter than any fire he has ever conjured in his soul; he is bewitched, the sinful arch of your back imploring him to go deeper, to forget any inhibitions and become enraptured by your body. But still yet, he wants to savor you, to etch the vision before him into his memory, to play the sweet professions your lips spoke earlier on repeat. Oh, big brother, please.

The mattress dips under his heavy weight, causing your knees to spread farther into the divots created by his wake. A strong hand steadies you, thumb petting over your backside with care. He begins a steady pace, eyes gleaming as he watches your ass cheeks bounce against the slap of his skin against yours.

Heavy balls smack against your clit, making your body twitch with little shocks of bliss with every thrust.

“That’s a good girl,” he praises, “you feel so good wrapped around my cock. So fucking tight, all for me, right?”

“For you,” you choke out between plunges of his cock. “All for you, big brother.”

He knows you’re saying it just to turn him on—before tonight, you hardly ever called him brother, but now you’re far closer than two step-siblings ever should be. That thought makes him ache, heart pooling with pride.

He’s the best big brother, he can give you more happiness than anyone else.

One of his hands abandons your hip. His thick arm reaches forward and tangles in your hair, jerking your head back as he doubles down on his pace. Curses tumble out of your mouth now, free falling into the air and encouraging him to fuck you more recklessly. The fingers in your hair pull and tug gently, twisting and making you moan.

He’s rutting against you like you’re a bitch in heat, like the only thing that can bring you absolution is your step-brother’s cock. Your lust spills over into garbled moans of his name.

He pulls you up higher, leaning forward to capture your shoulder between his teeth. The bite is soft, just enough to mark you and make your body shiver from gentle pricks of pain. His body rocks against yours, over, and over, and over again. His cock rams so deep inside of you that he feels as if he’s fucking into your throat.

“You like getting fucked by big brother, yeah? Like how good I make you feel?” He growls into your neck, his hand on your hip still crushing you against him.

“Oh my god!” you cry out, hands flying to your breasts as you begin edging up the mountain of climax.

“Fuck, you’re sucking me in so tight, you gonna cum for me? Gonna cum just from my cock inside of you?”

His cock is unforgiving, plunging into you with reckless abandon as he keeps a tight pull on your hair. You feel so weak against him, so used by his massive body and hands, your cunt throbbing with every push of his cock, begging for release.

Every fresh plunge of his cock inside of you is wet, sloppy, squelching out into the darkness of your room.

Your bodies are passionate flames burning against each other, skin against skin and flesh into flesh. He’s mesmerized by you, how soft you are when you’re vulnerable, how your hands reach back for him and your nails scrape against his skin like you need him.

Kyojuro begins thrusting harder, more erratic than before. The lewd sound of your slick coating his cock gushes with every plunge. God, he feels so good, so full of passion above you, taking you like you truly belong to him, like he’s spoiling you rotten like every little sister deserves.

He lets go of your hair, your upper body falling back against the mattress. Your fingers twist in the sheets, your hips finding his rhythm and bouncing back against him with every thrust.

“Fuck, fuck, Kyo, fuck don’t stop, please, wanna cum on your cock!” Your pleas are muffled by the pillows in your face.

His hand slides to the back of your neck, fingers pressing against the delicate sides of your throat. You groan into the sheets at the feeling of his thick fingers pressing against your pulse. He can feel the power within his thighs as he slams into you, his cock buried so deep that he’s sure you will feel its ghost lingering within you for weeks to come.

Your sensitive clit aches from his balls barreling against you, your legs nearly crumpling from his weight behind you. He is wavering, coming close to the edge. His movements are slowing, finding that perfect pace to finally feel you come undone around him.

And then he finally feels it, the intoxicating suction of your cunt as you orgasm. The world stops for you as you scream his name over and over again, the milking compression of your pussy nearly enough to have him bursting his load inside of you. But he holds himself back, not ready to be done with you.

“You alright, darling?” He runs his fingers down your back tenderly, smiling as he feels the aftershocks of pleasure racing down your spine.

Your cunt flexes around him, clamping down like you’re sucking the last thread of orgasm into your body.

“God you’re so thick, Kyo. You h-have no idea how good you feel inside me, holy shit.”

He chuckles, slowly pulling his cock out of you, only to slam back in to hear you scream.

“Wanna watch your face as I fuck you,” he groans, pulling at your body and slipping out of you for only a moment before sliding back in again.

Your face is blissed out, lashes wet and lips swollen. He brushes his thumb over the apple of your cheek as he begins a new pace, softer and deeper as he curls one of your legs against your chest.

“You still feel good? Cause you’re so fucking pretty like this, love watching you take my cock.”

He knows you’re a little too full, too fucked out to answer, cunt stuffed so snugly around his cock he can feel every drag of your inner muscles. Keen, multicolored eyes admire how your flesh parts for him, drags along his length, coats his heavy cock with fresh cream with every push.

He won’t last long like this. Not with you whimpering, your hands pulling at his hair, bringing him down to kiss you like the world will end if you don’t taste him right this second.

“You’re mine to take care of you, know that, right?” he mumbles against your wet lips as you nod in earnest.

“God,” you groan as he pushes in deep, “you can take care of me any time, please god, as long as you make me feel this fucking good.”

Kyjuro sits back and hooks both of your knees over his strong arms, practically folding you in half as your hips roll back on the bed to take the power of his thrusts.

“No more shutting the door on me, yeah? Big brother can have you whenever he wants.”

“Yes, promise, promise.”

“Good girl. Can I cum inside you, darling?”

For a moment you look fearful, like the realization has just slapped in the face that your step-brother is just moments away from creaming inside your tight cunt. But quickly your attitude shifts, your hands moving to the backs of your thighs to help keep yourself spread for him.

“Please, Kyo, fuck wanna you feel you cum inside me. It’s all I want.”

Your affirmation makes his chest burn, like the sun is getting ready to burst within him.

He has you. You’ll never be alone again, you’ll always have your big brother beside you, inside you.

He finds the perfect pace, the one that has your walls sucking him just right, the tip of his cock curving against the spongy spot inside you that feels so fucking good. Your tits are bouncing with every push of his hips, your head thrown back against the pillows and his name on your lips like a permanent stain.

You’ve been his heaven in hiding, haven’t you? So close but just out of reach. But now he has you, and he’s never letting go.

From this angle, he can see his length inside you, just barely. He can see his cockhead deep in your belly, bulging every time he plunges deep inside you. Fuck, he’s inside you, making your cunt his, pleasing you so well you can barely speak.

Something primal kicks in his chest, in his brain, and he lets out a final, long groan as he comes undone inside of you. Hot streams of cum fill your tight cunt, spurting down the sides of his cock where your pussy clings to him. His thick cock twitches and throbs at the sight. You moan into the sheets, back arching at feeling so fucking full, so satisfied to have his cum spilling out down your thighs.

After a few moments of shameless staring, he pulls out of you with a hefty sigh.

You whine as you finally get to release your own legs, body stiff from being curled against his.

He falls to the crumpled bed beside you, glorious arms stretching above his head as the swirls of lust finally dissipate. He can hear his own heart thumping in his chest, a steady pitter-patter of hot rain cooling inside of him.

“Mhm, you’ve made quite a mess, Kyo.”

But you don’t seem to mind it, looping one of your legs around his even as cum continues to drool against your skin, sinking into your sheets.

“This isn’t a one-time thing,” he states bluntly, blowing hair out of his face. “You’re far too tasty not to eat again.”

You giggle, leaning over to where you can kiss him lazily, taking the time to really taste him.

“I wouldn’t think so. Family is for life, I suppose.”

His ears burn as you call him family, that prideful, protective feeling welling in his chest again.

“Any time you want me to take care of you, you just call me, okay?”

“I promise, Kyo.”

And he was right. All pretty, lonely girls desire to be fucked until they lose their minds. Even you. You start to call him just about every day, let him walk you to class, even smile when he teases and praises you instead of glowering. You’re his now, his perfect little-step sister, his best kept secret. 

Kyojuro couldn’t be prouder to be your big brother.

[gingerjunhan]

xdinary heroes on valentines day

☆彡 happy Valentine’s Day everybody!! Sending you all so much love❣️

word count: 1019 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: eating, pet names (pretty, baby, beautiful), “the rizzness,” a single swear word, drinking, lmk if I missed something!

goo gunil

way too excited (pt. 1)

Gunil is pouring his love out to you in literally any way imaginable

like, look me in the eye and tell me this man wouldn’t put his jacket over a puddle for you to walk over 👁️👁️

fancy dinner

flowers

the works

it’s over the top in a romantic way, not in the decor and hearts type of way

“I love you every day, you know that right? Not just today.”

holding your hand across the table and looking lovingly into your eyes SISNSKSND hold me down

gets you an extravagant gift that you insist that he shouldn’t have gotten you but he literally does not care

showers you with compliments and affection 🫶🏻

he’s been planning this for weeks, it has to be perfect

he shows up at your door, flowers in hand

and when you open the door to greet him he just

melts

“You look… stunning.”

UGH GOO GUNIL ONE CHANCE 🧎🏻‍♀️

he can’t keep his eyes off of you

he’s head over heels, falling in love all over again

kim jungsu

Jungsu strikes me as the type to love love, so he’s so so so happy

he finally has an excuse (not that he needs one) to shower you with so much love and affection that you feel like you’ll be sick of him by the end of the day

really thoughtful date!!

if this is your first Valentine’s Day together, maybe he’ll take you back to the spot where you had your first date together 🥹

the sweetest softest boy ever!!

matching outfits are a must

“You look so pretty, baby!!”

the brightest smile when he looks at you

you know the one he gets when his eyes sparkle?

yeah, that one

keeps you close all day

like, don’t lift a finger because he’s doing everything for you

gotta show his baby how much he loves and appreciates them!

cheesy couples photos

cute gifts

lots of chocolate and sweets

Jungsu goes full out on Valentine’s Day and you can’t tell me I’m wrong

kwak jiseok

Jiseok is a little nervous because it has to be perfect

if he messes something up today, it’s over 💀

stresses the whole week beforehand to get everything planned

but when the day comes, it’s nothing short of perfection

dinner at your favorite place

a cute couples activity

like pottery painting or something

the smile never leaves his face

he feels so lucky to be spending this day with you, and he won’t let you forget that!

“I’m so glad we can do this together. I love you so much.”

sneaking kisses any time he can

and then giggling afterwards

he is at your every whim

you want ice cream? let’s go right now

getting out your wallet to pay for dinner? it’s on him

your wish is his command

Princess Treatment™️ all day for suuure

cute little gifts like a stuffed animal and some flowers or chocolates

at the end of the night, he lets you know how much fun he had!

god, he loves you so much he thinks he might explode 💥

oh seungmin

bro is cranking up the rizzness to levels you’ve never seen

the epitome of being a gentleman

fancy restaurant reservations

fancy outfit

hell, he probably bought you your outfit as a gift (your first of many today)

huge bouquet of flowers

if I could describe the evening in one word: expensive

bro is not cheaping out on this day

no no no

“Only the best for my baby.”

he PAMPERS you

soft gazes and gentle smiles

whispered praises whenever you get a moment alone

intertwined hands at any moment

if he doesn’t tell you he loved you or remind you how beautiful you are at least 10 times today he’s failed

multiple expensive gifts just because he can

someone help this poor man’s bank account

after your fancy date, things die down a bit

a relaxing evening at home

maybe a couple of drinks

face masks? why not

light some candles, pour some wine, and turn on a movie to finish up the evening

han hyeongjun

believe it or not, he’s feeling confident!!

it would be stereotypical, but the day would go smoothly

a sweet, handwritten card

a small bouquet of flowers

a box of chocolate

you can go to dinner if you want

or he could make you dinner! it’s up to you

I feel like Hyeongjun would shine in the gift department

like,, you are definitely getting something handmade!

he would make you a card out of crayons, construction paper, and glitter glue and you better LOVE IT 🫵🏻

sorry I got excited

he struggles a bit with showing affection, so he would use Valentine’s Day to make it up to you in a way?

does he follow the typical setup of the day? yes

but do either of you mind? no!

“I know it’s not much, but I just wanted to show you that I care about you.”

he sticks close by all day, trying his best to be a little more affectionate than normal

he would try to pack in the complements too

he tries his hardest, and it’s great!

overall, you have a really nice day full of love and thoughtful messages and gifts

lee jooyeon

way too excited (pt. 2)

cheesy decorations

giant teddy bear

rose petals

way too many candles

the works

he would definitely be the type to fill your bedroom with heart-shaped balloons and cover your bed with rose petals 💀

it’s cheesy, but he doesn’t care because he loves you

gives you all the sweet little treats a person could ask for

he would attempt (keyword: “attempt”) to bake you a cake

it’s the thought that counts, right? 🫶🏻

he gives me stay-at-home date vibes!

all your favorite snacks and candies are laid out for you, and your favorite movie/show is already cued up for you to watch

“I got all of my favorite person’s favorite things!”

he’s clinging to you

like, you might as well be wearing the same shirt

it’s a very chill evening full of sweet kisses, warm hugs, and lots of love 🫶🏻

taglist: @dazzlingligth , @mini-mews , @mxlly143 , @somethingaboutcheese , comment to be added!⁎⁺˳✧༚

[drthighs]

"is it?" d.r

wedding!daniel ricciardo x reader

attending to a wedding alone was not on your plan, but the guy in dark green tuxedo made it all more fun

wordcount: 2.4k

warnings: kinda cheating trope

A/N: this fic is based on the movie "the worst person in the world", it took me so long to finish it and im still not satisfied with the result but i wanted you guys to read it! also it is inspired by @mignonricciardo, @vroomvroommbtch, @silverstonesainz and @monzamash amazing writings. i hope you enjoy it <3 english is not my first language.

weddings were one of your favorite plans, celebrating other people's love while  dancing, eating and having some drinks was always fun. you enjoyed everything, looking for dresses, getting your makeup done and all it took. but this time was different and it wasn't as exciting as other times. your boyfriend was on a family trip so would have to attend alone to a place where you didn't know anyone but the bride and the groom. they were good friends of yours, jack was your coworker and after a year you had bonded so well with him and his fiancé, you went on double dates and had a blast every time it was the four of you, but a couple of months ago your relationship with your boyfriend started to collapse, leading to fights almost everyday for any reason so when he told you that he wasn't coming to the wedding you felt some relief, you wouldn't have to be pretending the whole ceremony, but it was a whole new experience, out of your comfort zone. 

the ceremony was beautiful and you arrived just in time so the other guests wouldn't see that you were alone and it was a good idea because you didn't have to talk to anyone, stayed quiet and didn't miss any detail. the bridal veil, the rings, the vows and the kiss, it looked like a perfect movie scene with the sunset behind them and all their families and friends. 

the party was another story, the part when everybody started to socialize was about to start so before facing all that you went straight to the bar and asked for a martini, knowing that it’ll give you the confidence that you were lacking to confront the night. 

you were looking for a gloss in your purse when you heard “sorry to bother but do you know where the bathroom is?” looked up and saw a guy in front of you, trying his best to go unnoticed but it was kind of a hard mission since he was the only one wearing a cap, a lilac hoodie, black sweatpants and vans plus a backpack on his right shoulder and a hanger covered with a bag on his left hand. 

“i think it is that way” you said while pointing to your right and drank the coctel. he thanked you and walked to the signed direction.

The hall was beautiful, it was very nicely decorated with fairy lights on the ceiling and the tables decorated with a flower vase with garden roses, lisianthus and eucalyptus and the number three on top indicating the number of the table, the tableware tidy and some lighted candles. 

after finishing your drink you went to your table. there were four people sitting and chatting when you stepped forward, greeted and sat two chairs away from them, wanting to be far away from the conversation and avoiding any type of questions. in matter of time another two couples seated on the left chairs leaving an empty one beside you, at first you thought that they must forgot that your boyfriend wasn’t coming but when you were looking for someone to tell them about the error but suddenly the guy from before was taking a seat next to you, now dressed in a dark green tuxedo, his curls wet and the same pair of black vans that he was wearing before, you smiled at that, a couple of minutes ago you had thought that he was part of the staff but now he was sitting in the same table as you, looking so different. 

he cleared his throat and lean closer to you “i hope not everyone notices that i'm wearing vans on a elegant dress code wedding”

you smiled at him. now under more lights you could see how handsome he was, his eyes were big and brown, but not dark and had long eyelashes, dimples on his cheeks, a couple of days beard and mustache. but his nose was what made his face so unique and attractive. His hair was also a great factor, shorter at the sides and long brown curls on top. you were kind of amazed by him. 

“i think that gives the touch to your outfit” said quietly so the others couldn't hear.  he laughed and was about to say something else when the music started making you look at the entrance. 

after the bride and the groom danced the vals, the first course came in and while eating the man next to you poured you some wine and started to talk with him. Now being more relaxed about being alone you opened up to him a little. “wait, you weren't  supposed to be here alone tonight?” he asked, you shook your head and swallowed the food, he raised his eyebrows and swallowed the liquid in his mouth “and why is there only you here?” “my boyfriend is away on a family trip so i had no choice other than come alone and make friends here” he smiled and you sipped from your glass “well, if it makes you feel better i'm kind of in a similar situation” he pricked the food with his fork “because of my job i travel a lot so it was a coincidence that i was here for a little of time and  the plane tickets were sold out so my girlfriend couldn't come”. 

later that night you found yourself  so fonded at the man beside you, he wasn't only good looking but he was so funny, anything that you'd say he would find a way to turn it into something unexpected and funny. 

don't really know how you ended up taking a masterclass of wine with him while everyone else was dancing, but by now you had learned that he had released a couple of wines and was a good taster, so you followed all the steps he explained to you, the right way to open a bottle, how to serve it, how to drink it, what to taste and his favorite part how to swirl the glass. “how do i look?” you said as you moved your glass on the table “good, you're fast learner” he said now taking a sip of his own “well thanks, but i think i like the part when we drink it more” he raised the glass in a way of agreeing with you. 

the tension between you started growing. for you it was the way that his adams apple kept moving as he explained things to you and how his lips would turn into a smile showing perfect teeth and his dimples on his cheeks. maybe the alcohol was having an effect on you. and you could say it was mutual, because you didn't miss how he had checked you out and he smiled proud of his jokes every time you laughed

after the wine glasses and talks he was now your best friend. now seated in bar stools , looking for new cocktails to try and playing a new game he had teached you. 

throwing assumptions and judging the people by their movements and looks 

 “i think she works in a pet shop store” you said serious “no she doesn't” he said frowning , “of course she does, look at her hair, she's has those tiny ponytails that they do on sharpays” and he laughed so hard that some people around you turned to you making you giggle. 

“its your turn now” you said looking at him, the still stranger was looking for a new prey. now while he was concentrated you took a look at him, with the color lights from the dance floor reflecting on his face and his hands scratching his beard concentrated watching how the guests danced at the djs music, he looked beautiful, and now you knew that it was the alcohol effect mixed with you falling out of love with your boyfriend. 

while looking at him you reached your hand to grab the cup but unintentionally dropped it making a mess on the high table, your legs were covered in sticky vodka, tonic water and red berries. the cold made you gasp and he turned fast to look at you and helped you by grabbing some tissues and putting them in your thighs, looking down at the liquid running thru your legs you couldn't help but stop wiping the table and look at his hands on your skin, his hands were big and his fingers long,  had a little 3 on his little finger, and was wearing a horse shoe ring on his index. the feeling of his touch on your inner thighs and the amount of alcohol that you had drank made you laugh, he raised his head and looked at you confused with a smile on his lips “i think i should go to the bathroom”, “yeah sure, i'll go with you i have to wash my hands” he said not before grabbing the beer bottle and walking behind you.

the bathroom was occupied so you were in a narrow hallway waiting for your turn to go in. standing before him and close to his body, face to face. 

the music was low making everything more intimate and you wanted to check if he was actually on the same page as you, “nothing’s going to happen” he shook his head “no, of course not”. “i’m in love with someone” you said, looking into his eyes. “me too” he agreed and continued “and i cant stand cheating. i’ve been there. never again” you nodded “right. cheating is…” “no good” he followed.

less than a meter between you and you asked “but where do you draw the line?” he smiled and shook his head before answering seriously “you can feel it”. “if i do this…” you got closer to him and took the bottle from his hands taking a sip in front of him while he looked straight into you “is that cheating?” you returned it to his hands and he held it “no” he said now drumming the glass of the bottle with his fingers, you stood there “what about this?” he got closer, making you lean on the wall behind you still looking into his eyes with your hands on your back. your faces inches away, you held your look into his eyes “no, that's permissible” you said smiling “is it?” he asked now as he raised his right hand to caress your bare shoulder. you weren't expecting it so you stood straight and he parted. 

you were playing with fire now.

you were still looking at his eyes when the door opened and a girl walked out of the bathroom. you make a few steps when you hear him behind you “is it cheating if i go inside with you” you laughed and held the door open for him to come inside, he left the bottle of beer on the counter and turned to look at you as you pulled down your panties and sat on the wc “there's nothing sexual about this” he said still looking at you, “not at all, is just a little awkward” you said now taking your hands to your face and trying to contain the laugh. he doesn't even try and suddenly your laughs are bouncing off the walls. 

you were both now on the dance floor, dancing to some old hits. he had great moves, not the best ones that you've seen but not the worst ones either. 

you raised your arms to the ceiling while singing when you felt his hands on your waist, getting you closer to him “is this still cheating?” he said closer to your ear so you could hear. “i dont think so” you rounded his neck with your arms “is this?” you whispered and he shook his head making you smile and swing with him and you stayed there with your head laying on his shoulder. 

the bride had dragged you to the dance floor, gathering all the ladies for the bouquet toss and while everyone else was on the first row, fighting for the best place to catch the flowers you stood on the back looking at the man in green in a green tuxedo, you were shrugging your shoulders miming at him “i'm not ready for this” when the bouquet fall right in front of your heels and the bride went straight into your arms hugging you so hard. He started clapping and you could only hear his laugh louder than the music

“congratulations, you're the next to walk down the aisle” the man said walking by your side in the backyard under the moonlight. “im sure im going to be the last one between everyone else” he put his hands on his pockets, you hugged your arms because of the cold weather and took a seat on the wooden bench leaving the flowers on your lap “you never know” you smiled and looked at the white flowers when he took the bouquet and started to cut some tiny flowers and putting them on your hair, you turned to him, now sitting in front of each other closely, you cut one and put it on top of his right ear. “the purple matches your eyes” you caressed his soft curls and he put one of his hands on your thighs while looking at you. “i think you're so cute with this crown made of flowers” he led his hand to your cheek and got closer to you, making you feel the warm breath at the corner of your lips but the sudden noise of some drunk guys made you part, leaving a bitter taste in your mouth.

after saying goodbye to jack and his now wife you were both walking on the street side by side in silence, but it wasn't awkward it felt natural to you. once on the street corner he said “i'm going this way” pointing to his right and stopping his steps “okay” you said in front of him, but not moving anywhere, not wanting to leave him “what's your name?” he bit his tongue “y/n” you left out and he nodded “im daniel. daniel…” “dont say it” you shook your head “why not?” he said confused “ill find you in social media and…” “good thinking” he kept his eyes on you “okay” he smiled “bye” you said. “bye” he replied, turning around and taking a few steps but then stopped and looked at you again. “we didn't cheat” he said loudly “no” you were walking to the left“not at all” he was crossing the street “no” shook his head “bye” you said before walking slowly to your car, leaving daniel behind.

[heartfullofleeches]

ITS CLYDES DAY?? LETS GOOO

Maybe if you dont already have something in mind for him I could request him booking reader from the cafe to spend the whole day with him? Or maybe reader surprising him outside of work for his birthday?

Bro I'd love to bake a cake with him or something I think itd be cute as hell

Hopping off his moped, Clyde speeds to the front of the cafe, stopping briefly to fix his tangled hair in a passing window. Waking up at the crack of dawn per usual, he was surprised to see he had the off from various odd jobs and even more shocked to receive your call minutes later.

Still in the process of waking as he raced over, the rabbit struggled to remember what was so important about today. Couldn't be a special event, Clyde checked the newsletters religiously. Couldn't be your birthday either. He'd requested the whole week off for that. What could it be-

"Happy Birthday, Spot!"

Oh- right.

Waiting out on the front step, you greet Clyde for his special day dawned in rabbit ears and your attire adjusted accordingly to match down to your apron fitted with a tail and marked with a birthday message. Seeing you, breathtaking as always, Clyde berates himself for showing up in his work clothes from last night. You unknowingly brush off some of that shame as you place a birthday hat on his head, minding his ears. Clyde wipes at his face as he forces a laugh.

"Master... what's going on? I don't remember telling you today was my birthday."

"You wrote it down when you signed up for the newspaper. When it became clear you were going to be a regular I memorized it. We've got a lot to do today so we should head in."

The waterworks flourish as you lead him inside the building - Clyde bumping into you at random due to the tears caught in his lashes. His birthdays weren't always the greatest as a kid. He planned to come in later in the day without telling you to avoid the plague bringing it up may cause, but for you to do this for him... He really did pick the best human to call his.

The room you frequented when Clyde rented you for the day had been decorated with the help of your fellow hosts - centerpiece comprised of the cake you made from scratch and the candles placed atop it. Clyde could tell just by looking at it that it wasn't from the cafe, and that alone made all those bad years melt away. He was happy you hadn't lit them before hand because he couldn't see himself wanting to ruin any part of what you created. Eating any piece of what you wasted your precious time on felt sacrilegious.

Fixing his face to the best of his capabilities, Clyde points at the cake. "If it's alright with you, may I take those off? I, um, don't do well with candles."

"Sure, go ahead." You could've sworn he liked them just a week ago- but it's his day.

Clyde plucks each candle from the cake and wraps them in a napkin, pocketing the stolen wax once you look away. He smoothes the tiny holes in the frosting and takes the first of many pictures throughout the day, including the layout of the room and as many of you he could sneak. Catching on, you pose for the final one - flashing your biggest grin. Clyde drops his phone, his heart dropping in his chest.

"I'm sorry, Master I was just..."

"It's okay, it's okay." You pick up his phone, throwing an arm across his back as you pull him in for a photo. You stare directly at the screen meanwhile Clyde is stuck on you like you were the center of his entire world. Slipping the phone into his pocket, you grab something from your own.

"After singing for you I planned to take you out for the day, but there's one gift I should probably give you now."

In your hand is the slip of paper Clyde signed after his third visit. Alongside information needed for the letter, there was an option question at the end. What can our staff give you to make your special day one of a kind? Caught in that stage of puppy love before his life became meaningless without you and devoid of shame in the heat of the moment - there was but one answer Clyde gave.

"A kiss from my master."

[lilsocksiswriting]

Academic Weapon Chapter Three

Summary:

You were like a lot of humans, born with just enough curse energy to see curses but not enough power to do anything. Your greed has helped you hold in the Jujustu Sorcery program. it is this same greed that tends to blind you to the danger you are in.

Sukuan sees you as a weak pretty thing that he can hold a conversation in his class. This is what he tells him to do he falls for you, his student because the curse refuses to believe this is love.

Oh, then there is the murder.

Characters: Reader, Ryomen Sukuna, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto,Ieiri Shoko, Iori Utahime,

Pairings: Sukuna X Fem!Reader

Tags: College AU, Professor X Student, Modern Fantasy AU, NSFW

Chapter two || Chapter Four || Ko-fi || Masterlist

It did not take long for the name of the student to begin to circulate around campus. By Thursday morning everyone knew the name of the student who had been killed. By Friday a vigil took place. People brought candles and wrapped bequeaths of flowers. A few close to the murderer student spoke about how tragic it was that his life was taken in such a gruesome way. Then the police and Dean Yaga made a joint statement about protecting the student body and finding the perpetrator Very routine things you saw in news footage of vigils. This was the first time you actually had gone to one. You went to the vigil to show support, but also to eavesdrop on the hushed sobs and conversations to see if you could add anything to your small collection of facts about the murder.

A plethora of parties all in honor of the student took place after the vigil. Most of the organizers of these parties did not even know the murdered man, but then again you did not either. The reason you were going to the party was that you needed to relax, not be anywhere near a laptop or schoolwork, and take your mind off your Curse Theory class and the lewd thoughts of its professor.

"You know, "Mei-Mie comments as the two of you walk up the step of the frat's big house. "If you don't wipe that look off your face no one will want to flirt with you.

"I'm not sure if I want a frat bro to flirt with me," you grimace.

"Aww, " you feel an arm across your sling shoulders. "but isn't the point of going to parties?"

You pout at Gojo who tucks you into his side as you enter the house.

"These boys do typically come from a lot of money," Mei-Mei points out.

You didn't come to that part to flirt and be flirted with or to bag some rich kid like Mei-Mei was planning on doing. You came here because you needed to force yourself to take a break from your studies. It was too early into the semester to get burnout.

"Come on y/n~" Gojo lets go of you and motions to your outfit with outstretched hands. "don’t tell me you got all dressed up and not expect someone to shoot their shot?

You look down at the tight crop top blouse and jeans, A very Y2K vibe, then back up at the giddy taller man,” Gojo I am wearing jeans.”

"Any guy would be lucky to take you out on a date, and aren't you tired of eating campus food?"

"I am, " You agree," But I came here to take a break, not to con some guy into dinner, no offense Mei-Mei."

"Oh, none taken dear. It's the truth. there's a new steakhouse on the other side of town I wanna try."

"Yo, Satoru," Geto waves to the group, "Was wondering where you ran off to."

"Hi Geto," You wave.

"Hello Y/n, How's class with the King of Curses going?"

"Oh yeah, " Gojo perks up," Let's go find somewhere to chill, you got to tell us everything about your first week with that monster!"

you four end up in the frats house study. You sit on a couch with Geto and Gojo while Mei-Mei scams some sorry guys out of all their money with the pool table behind the three of you.

"I think it went pretty well. I don’t know. I like that he doesn't feed us information. It makes things really hard to get. And he's so scary. He always looks like he wants to eat me or something. And he's so mean and intimidating in class discussions. I'm so dreading what his notes on my first paper are goanna be."

"Jeez," Gojo laughs" He sounds like the totally worst. Glad, I didn't take him."

"But" You begin, "When you fully catch on to what he's teaching and apply it in a way that expands on his teaching it feels a lot better. It's really rewarding!"

"Aww, that's out little over achiever," Gojo teases poking at your flush cheek, "Look how happy she is Suguru."

"Yes," Geto comments with an easy smile and adds," She also has a higher grade point average than you."

"Whaaaa, how would you know that?"

he shrugs, "Call it a hunch."

Gojo looks at you through dark shades and immediately agrees, "Ok yeah you probably are like way better them me in classes."

You know there is a, 'but' he wants to say, and you know he's keeping his mouth shut because he knows how his seemingly endless supply of curse energy is a sore spot for you.

It was true though. In academics, you were the prodigy. That did into matter to the higher-ups as all they wanted were fighters and healers.

"Ok, I wanna drink now. Gojo?” you stand to your feet.

when it comes to alcohols you and Gojo both hated the taste of the hard stuff. So Gojo leads you to the makeshift bar the fraternity had set up to finds the sweetest drink they have. When you and Gojo rejoin Geto on the couch you can her Mei-Mei is right in the middle of her act of being just some cute unassuming women making bets with men over  a game of pool.

you settle in with the two men and ask them," So tell me how you two's first week went?"

"Same old same old," Gojo complies," Same kinds of classes, same kind of mission, same kind of family stuff."

"Well, one more year and you won't have to deal with classes," Geto comments nudging his foot into Gojo’s

Gojo pouts, "But then I'll have to be like an actual adult with responsibilities and taxes and all that stuff."

You take a sip of your sweet drink and then suggest to him, “Will that really be such a bad thing?"

"y/N there are so many meetings! and they are so boring!"

"The literal entitize of 'could have been an email’" Geto adds.

Gojo nods slumping against the other man, "I can barely sit still through class

 You smile at the two, "I am telling you that you need to get a fidget toy."

"But fidget spinners are so, like, cringe nowadays. And those little popper things are for little kids. I have a reputation to uphold."

You roll your eyes pulling your phone out from your small purse. For the next hour two look over your shoulder at your phone screen as you show Gojo just how diverse and discrete figet toys can be.

The three make jokes at some of the more outlandish-looking ones, point out how some remind you of cartoons and toys from your childhood, and end up in a jewelry site.

"A ring is pretty discreet,” Geto offers.

"Yes, but I'm not really that type to wear jewelry," Gojo says.

"Gojo no one is going to question you wearing a ring."

"Well," Geto hummus side eyes the white-haired man, "If it's on the right finger they might."

You giggle, "Yes! That is so romantic, a fidget ring for an engagement ring?"

Geto geans back throws an arm over the couch and taps his own phone to life.

"what's that saying?" Gojo asks and you can tell he's looking over your head at Geto of the corner of his eye, "Ring before spring?"

There it is again. These little details like the way that the two look at each other make you wonder if the best friends ever wanted something more from one another.

The rigging of Gojo's phones makes him groan.

"Speaking of my reputation," He grumbles looking down at his screen.

"I'll be right back," he tells you two before standing up and answering his phone with an easy smile, "Hey Mom."

Gojo's face falls into a hard frown as he leaves the study.

"Family stuff?"

Geto nods in agreement, "Family stuff."

Gojo's 'family stuff' was a pretty vague topic and it always bugged you how little you knew of it. You think it's because you're not close to the big clans or the higher-ups like Gojo and Geto are. They are the strongest in this generation’s batch of sorceresses and Gojo is the pride and head of the Gojo clan as a user of Six Eyes and Limitless. You were just a useless scholar.

Plus, showing such closely held information could put you in dangerous situations. so, the way they kept you in the dark about what Gojo really had to deal with as a clan head could be keeping you safe.

You look over to see Geto has pulled up the same fidget jewelry site you had on your own phone screen. He seems so engrossed in it you could probably have a new side conversation. Behind you, Mei-Mei was still at the pool table. There were a lot of stripes still out and only a few solid colors. by the smile Across Mei-Mei's face, you could tell she was solid colors.

"Hey, I'm back," Gojo announces himself. "Suguru you mind making sure that y/n gets home safe? I gotta jet."

"Sure," is his easy reply.

you pout and mummer, “I can get home just fine."

"Sure, you can," Geto pats your head and that was the last straw.

you stand up abruptly. Gojo was not making sure that Mei-Mei had a safe way home. probably because he knew Mei-Mie was a powerful sorceress in her own right who had while all you had were smarts.

later you will realize that none of them mean to hurt you, but right now you ask yourself how they cannot know how they are hurting you. Cutting their sentences short, leaving you out of the loop of things, and making sure someone was also there to protect you- you can’t take it.

"I can get home just fine,"

"Y/N-"

you cut Gojo off, "I'll see y'all later, have a great night with ‘family stuff’."

then promptly walk away leaving behind the two confused men.

No one follows you, which you are thankful for because now that you are out in the night you feel so vulnerable. If Geto were to find you walking down the side you would agree to let him walk you home with his jacket over your shoulder.

You feel a little better as you pass by the library it means your journey home is halfway over. The tall buildings look so much more brooding this late at night, the dark brick almost blending into the night. Just like a certain professor who plagues your thoughts.

You then remember that on the best level of the library, there is a Starbucks that stays open until 2 a.m. The thought of having something sweet and packed with caffeine while binge-watching Netflix or reading for the rest of the night seems like something that puts you in a good mood.

With it only being the first week of school and the murder taking place within that time frame the libra was pretty empty. There are a few STEM students set up Camp at large tables. Paper, textbooks, tablets, and laptops open and the furious sound of clicking fills the quiet space.

You think how the fact that Student was murdered still has not settled in. There were still parties, people out so late, and not a curfew in sight. Mabey it was because this murder was done by a curse user. Sorcery and non-sorcery are completely different worlds.

You get a Frappuccino then continue on your way home happily sipping on it despite the cold wondering if you want to read or watch something. You are walking down the library when a deep voice stops you.

"Isn't it a little late for caffeine?"

You turn around to see Professor Sukuan at the top of the stairs. A shiver runs down your spine as he eyes you with that look again like he wants to devour you whole.

"Isn't it a bit late for a professor to be on campus?"

"What  smart mouth you have."

you can't look away as Sukuan slips his hands into his pockets and walks down the stairs to meet you.

Red eyes look up and down once more. Coming to the image his memory for later to undress you later. He keeps his face placid even when you shit you weight from one foot to the other and look away. So cute, acting all bashful now. The curse wonders what sort of party you had been at. What sort of pathetic men tried to take you home?

"Aren't you scared to be out alone at night?" he teases," a murder just took place after all."

 "I- guess it just hasn't set in, with what little information the university is giving students."

"Hmm, so that's why you were taking notes in class," he hums thinking back to you writing in your notebook. That comment probably went over everyone else's head "Playing detective?"

You shrug twirling the green straw between your fingers instead of meeting the curse’s gaze. Ugh, he makes you feel so squirm and giddy all at once!

"Well, if the university isn't going to tell us anything..."

Sukuna’s face suddenly falls. Why was he bothered if you go poking your nose around where you shouldn't? So, what if you go and put yourself in a dangerous situation or get yourself killed?

"If you poke around too much you might end up as the next victim."

you look up at him you feel your body tense, he looks mad. red eyes staring down into your E/C ones. A stern frown set tight over his face. Arms crossed over so broad chest.

What did I do?'

"I-I’m not that naive. I know my limits. I just want to know more than the university is letting out, ‘sides this kinda stuff is my blood.”

“Acting stupid?”

“Journalism, actually.”

His glare somehow gets even more intense.

"I-I should be going now...." you make an excuse to get out from under the curse gaze.

"Yes, run along, get yourself home," Sukuan says then leaves it at that heading in the opposite directing

You watch him walk away and disappear into the shadows you wonder where he is off to. home? Does Sukuan have a home? you think that he might have a home. Where else would  he keep all those nice dress shirts and pants that fit so snuggly on him?

Speaking of home, you begin walking toward your apartment again, unaware that Sukuan had stopped in the shadows to watch you walk away into the night.

Once you make it back to your apartments you get changed into something comfortable and settle down in your bed. You end up finding a funny sitcom to watch with your sugary treat.

you're playing a matching game on your phone when it is interrupted by a Facetime call from Gojo.

You do not even get a chance get a chance to  say hello beiger Gojo demands," Are you at home?"

"Jeez, hi to you too, yeah, and I'm sorry I didn't text anyone when I got home. I just kind of wanted to be alone for the rest of the night."

"Are you alone?"

"Excuse me? Gojo wants to go on?"

Gojo takes a deep breath. It took a lot to the right man so worked up. it had to be somewhat serious.

"Y/N please, I just need to know that your safe?"

"Y-yea I am. what's going on?"

a look of conflict crosses his face.

"Gojo, " Your prompt again. 

"It's- look I promise I’ll tell you I just need to know that everyone is safe Y/N." is answers, and there is a pleading look in his eyes.

Even though a phone screen, his eyes look ethereal. An unearthly deep blue that seems to be made of the sky itself. Emotions swirling in the like looming storm clouds.

"Fine, I'm safe Gojo. you stay safe too ok."

Gojo smiles and he smees to untunes just a bit.

"I will, I'll talk to you later y/N," and then he ends the Facetime.

you suddenly feel so alone in your bedroom. Thoughts of what could have happened to Gojo to make him so stressed and demanding swirl in your head.

You pull up Snapchat and look at all the snaps that have been posted to the map. Nothing. So, then you search a few tags on Twitter along with a few geo locations, nothing but people going to class and partying.

So, it wasn't some public, you conclude.

the rest of the apartment is empty. Mei-Mei was probably still at the frat party and Shoko and Utahime had been called earlier that day to assist with a mission.

So, it was just you.

you get up and check all the locks, then take a hot shower to try and take your mind off things.

you blame the sugar and caffeine for how jitter you feel, but

You try and go back to what you were doing before, watch Netflix, and play games. On your phone. but the thoughts don't go away. They stick with you, making you toss and turn in bed when you finally try to go to sleep. At least they do not haunt your dream. Something else does. Red eyes staring at you in the darkness, big hands caressing your skin, and pink hair threading through your fingers.

[bones4thecats]

Okay so I just found out that Me and Ace shared the same birthday 23rd Sept.

So can I make a request where the reader somehow forgets or just doesn't tell anyone and like on their birthday they get a cake and everything to celebrate with grim, our residential ginger pulls up and is like bro for me :') ? Tryna be all dramatic and cause birthday but then the reader is nah bro and idk how to proceed after this I just thought it'd be funny.

Platonic or romantic it's on you. Gender Neutral reader.

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A/N: This isn't my normal Ace emoji, but I will use it for this request as it seems cute! Happy early birthday 🌚-Anon!! I hope it's as fun as it was to write this request for you!!

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(I made this so you could either be friends of partners!! Srsly tho, writing this XD)

P.S: I made the reader MC, though they're different from my AU's Yuu

🎂 Crowley wouldn't stop laying a bunch of issue on your shoulders. He has been 'busy' with filing off grades for the students' final tests of the semester, so he went to you and dropped a fairly large stack of papers into your hands

🎂 You nearly had forgotten what the whole day was about, you. It was all about you, it was your birthday after all!

🎂 It was hard being away from your family, since they would come around and sing you the classic 'Happy Birthday' song while bringing out your cake, candles lit and cheerful smiles plastered on their faces

🎂 You had bought your cake from the nearest bakery that Trey had mentioned, since he was going to be busy with an unbirthday party at the time. Though thankfully, the dorm leaders, their camera-mage, and ex-delinquent had sent you cards with small gifts

🎂 It was all going according to plan that night, Malleus had stopped by to offer you his gift for your birthday, and the other dorms' members had also sent you gifts of their own

🎂 Vil sent you face-masks, Rook sent you a 'lucky rabbits foot', Epel did a basket of fresh apples, Ortho and Idia did a newer gadget, the trio of Savanaclaw gave you some training materials, Octavinelle's three leaders gifted you with some ocean-special items like shells from the dept, and Diasomnia blessed you with some of your special needs; like a more updated home, with the usage of magic ofc

🎂 You just hadn't expected what you had seen nor read

🎂 Grabbing the birthday card that Deuce had sent you, it read that 'today was special for two of his close friends', which concerned you

🎂 Someone shared the same birthday as you when you were here at Night Raven College, but who could've been the one soul who did?

🎂 When the ginger-haired Heartslabyul student had come trudging into Ramshackle with a proud look on his face, you immediately knew who it was, and because of this student's stubbornness, you had to grab grim and start running away with the cake in your's and his' hands/paws

🎂 Of course, luck wasn't on your side, yet again, when you came to the very ending of Ramshackle's courtyard and you could hear Ace yelling behind you on why you were running away

🎂 So turning around, you began sprinting past him and back into the dorms' rundown kitchen. And when Ace came into the same room just a few seconds later, you began explaining why you weren't giving it to him

🎂 It was your birthday as well! Well, what a shocker! This was going to go down in history as one of his most surprising moments at NRC

🎂 After a while of debating who got the cake, you two sat down on the living room's couch and watched a comedy film on his phone, and funnily enough the cake was gone fast, but that didn't stop him from attempting to eat your pieces

🎂 He may be a little prideful at times, but he can be a sweetheart, whether your lovers or friends

[foggyfanfic]

Encanto Headcanons Nobody Asked For

Hello! I am putting off writing my last essay of the semester, so here are some headcanons!

The thing where the kids touch the candle and promise to help Encanto however they can started as Alma's way to reassure nervous villagers that the Madrigals wouldn't misuse their gifts.

When Alma first got her door and saw an old woman on it, she was super confused, but also too tired from the day's events to question it too much. When she eventually looks the same as her picture on the door she has a small mid-life crisis that she reveals to nobody.

Same for each of the triplets.

People do actually break into song in universe, it is a side effect of all the magic in Encanto. The first time it happened was about seven months in and everybody freaked out about it for months.

Alma eventually gets used to the singing thing and never thinks to mention it isn't normal to her kids or grandkids. In fact, most people in Encanto take the singing for granted, so when the mountains open up and they get a few new villagers nobody bothers to warn them that the village will regularly break into song.

I know the creators said the village is completely self sufficient, but like... where's the quarry for all the stone? Where are they making glass, that requires a specific kind of sand, do they have that sand? How are they getting new books? Nah bro, the village has three merchants who journey past the mountains twice a year.

I know the generally accepted headcanon is that Agustin was born outside of the Encanto, but I think his parents were city dwellers visiting family when the village got raided. They escaped with their hosts and planned to take their family back to the city with them, then ended up in a magic paradise instead.

In the same vein, Agustin's dad was a banker and has become the town's unofficial treasurer since that's about the only way he can contribute with his skill set.

Agustin's mother passed in childbirth, his father eventually remarried, but only after a few years of grieving. Agustin has three much younger half siblings.

Bubba comes to Encanto and does indeed get with Isabela, but I mean... some AMAB dude who surrounds himself with the trappings of masculinity and had zero problem seeing through Isabella's hyper feminine facade? Trans woman Bubba. All I'm saying. (Transphobes dni, neither of us will change the other's mind).

The art book had something about Isabela looking more indigenous than her sisters, so we know the family has indigenous roots. I wasn't able to find a lot about queer history in Colombia, but I did see that two native men were murdered by colonizers for being gay out in the open. That kinda implies that homophobia comes from the colonialist side of modern Colombia. I choose to believe that Alma has a great aunt on the native side of her family who is married to a woman. She grew up hearing that they have to keep the marriage secret to protect her aunts, so when she notices Bruno has a boyfriend, she starts planning a secret wedding without mentioning anything to Bruno.

Bruno doesn't realize his mama knows he's not straight, he thinks he's hidden it very well. When Isabela and Bubba nervously come out at dinner and Alma asks Bruno if he has any advice about being queer, Bruno inhales what he's eating and needs the Heimlich.

I agree in general with queer Madrigal headcanons, but I'm also aware that we're dealing with an isolated community a couple decades before the lgbt rights movement really kicked off in Colombia. I suspect most of the characters wouldn't use any of the labels we use today, and in fact, characters like Mirabel wouldn't stop to consider they're not straight until they've already been happily married for two decades.

That said, I think Mirabel is what we consider to be bi with a heavy preference for men. Her husband is quiet and doesn't have a single creative bone in his body, but thinks everything she sews deserves to be put in a museum. They bond because he commissions her to make something for his mother.

Luisa gets a tiny little husband who falls to pieces when she flexes. He does not understand people who say she is too masculine, or call Isabela the pretty one.

Camilo's youngest son is autistic, not that any of them know that's what the kid's deal is. Camilo just thinks his son is hilariously blunt and really into bugs. He doesn't really get how the kid can spend hours looking at an ant hill without getting bored, but whatever, he'll just buy the kid an ant farm for his birthday.

When women marry into the Madrigal family that don't have anybody to walk them down the aisle, they ask Tio Bruno to do it. It started with Camilo's wife, whose father is abusive, and became a tradition as the family grew.

When Mirabel becomes a grandmother the family starts calling her Mirabuela. Similarly, Antonio eventually becomes Tio Nio, to the point that some people forget he has a first name.

I actually have a lot of headcanons about the future of the Madrigal family but this is getting long, so I'm going to stop. I've ended up mentally writing whole ass fics for Camilo's wife and his youngest granddaughter, as well as for Mirabel's daughter, and Dolores' great grandson, so if I get into all of that this thing is going to triple in length.

[noirfos]

Episode 6 wahoo, I am ready for extreme pain rivalling and exceeding the end of OFMD

Battery operated candles! He learned fire safety, good job Mr. Fell

Aziraphale knows so much about human history and books and humanity, but he still understands so little about them

Bees

Crowley what is that walk 🤣

YES MAGGIE girlboss them

Oh no she invited them oh no Maggie oh no

Poor Eric

ANGEL CROWLEY HISTORY ANGST HEHEHEHUHUE "Throne or a dominion, or above"

Let's goooo magic heaven telephone circle!

That's the opposite of the Lil Nas X Call me by your Name video

He said "Nah"

Ohhh Crowley's snake tattoo in gold, gorgeous

Surely she's down to like 10 demons now after they all got discorporated?

The fire extinguishers stock 🤣 part of me is remembering the library of Alexandria comic and also 4dango's Haikaveh angst but I will just pretend those thoughts do not exist

"Jolly well hurry up about it" where's that gun you have a license for when you need it?

What if holy water fire extinguishers

This institutional problem bit is a metaphor for something but my after work brain cells are not enough to figure it out

The Metatron... The Master... I see you BBC

They're so surprised he has a desk lol

So Gabriel's plan was actually pretty decent then, he just didn't tag in the people who were part of it. And I'm still hanging onto Beelzebub having similar sentiments of dissatisfaction with the wishing for positive words of affirmation in hell

The Metatron went "ok good luck with Gabriel, his disappearance is your problem not mine"

IS HE UNLEASHING HIS TRUE FORM

Oh my god it's a ringlight frisbee

Rip Eric again

Crowley just falls into a leadership position, natural girlboss ✨ meanwhile his husband starts a war but we can ignore that

The way his smirk turns on hehehe

So everyone's an idiot then

I like how Nina and Maggie are just chilling in the background

The fly is bigger on the inside? Or is he going to eat it like All Might's hair

Eyyy Beel face explanation! Also Gabriel x Beelzebub canon we love to see it

So Beelzebub said they liked the song and then Gabe inexplicably made it play forever then?

Ah no it was intentional ;) He miracled the jukebox to play their song

When the fly showed up in the first episode I KNEW it would have an important role. I got faked out with Beel showing up in Crowley's car though.

"Silly silly angel" bro??? Have you been hanging out with Crowley too much

So all the leadership are traitors LMAO, also Crowley and Zira in the back watching their bosses do what they forbid them from doing all this time.

"I found something that mattered more to me than choosing sides" INEFFABLE HUSBANDS DID IT FIRST

Crowley's proud little smile watching Aziraphale handle the host of heaven and hell like kindergarteners :)

Oh my god Beelzbriel are so cringe, I love it

Ohhhh so Shax took Crowley's flat, that makes sense why she has all his mail now hahahaha

LOL is that The Metatron in the coffee line?

Crowley knows where everything in the bookshop goes and is putting it all back 😌

So Nina calls Maggie "Angel" now too, eh?

Muriel my baby I will protect you with all my heart

NO THEY'RE GONNA GET OFMDed

It's even worse they're gonna get Destieled aren't they

But Aziraphale wasn't THERE when any of the heaven people showed their true colours!!! Crowley sees heaven and hell for what they are but Aziraphale still believes in inherent good 😭

NOOO CROWLEY IS GOING TO GET CASTIELED DON'T DO THIS TO ME

Can I also just say, David Tennant's acting holy shit, the super subtle facial changes, the shaking throat, my GOD

All he's wanted was to go off together with his angel all this time!!!! AHHHH

the fuck do you mean NOTHING LASTS FOREVER? YOU'RE BETTER THAN THIS AZIRAPHALE COME ON

the put the glasses back on FUCK

You don't get it Aziraphale, you don't Understand 😭 He needs you too!! But it has to be on both your terms not just yours,,, meet him where he stands! It's been so long surely you know him better than this

NO NIGHTINGALES

oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god

yeah I saw the kiss I'm not ok

the fuck do you mean I FORGIVE YOU???!!! This hurts more than destiel and blackbonnet

LMAO Muriel in the window watching all this go down

what was he going to say before The Metatron walked out, was he going to change his mind??? What did he want to take with him, PLEASE

THE SECOND COMING? I've read the bible I'm raised religious I know what the fuck that means, Aziraphale PLEASE tell me you've read enough books to know what that means and that it's NOT GOOD for your little life and your husband and your book shop 😭

Oh ok his face fell. there is still time. change your mind, goddammit don't ignore Crowley he is looking at you disapprovingly for a reason, USE YOUR HEAD! please.

Crowley bared his heart just to get betrayed right after, this is his superhell

The Bentley with her sense of humour, girlie why are you playing Nightingale in Berkeley Square now of all times

THE SAD VIOLIN CREDITS DON'T DO THIS TO ME

Why did he smile at the end, what does it all mean,,, Amazon better pay their employees I need season 3

[inthedayswhenlandswerefew]

spare north to the future christmas/holiday headcanons? or i guess if you wrote them they would be canon? anyway here are mine, in the order of character appearance ❤️ hope you like them

when it's just her and appletini, jen makes paper snowflakes at the vet's and puts them up everywhere. she'll give a bottle of non alcoholic mulled wine to appletini, who'd have nothing to give back to jen (she is brainrotting thinking about aegon, obviously). embarrassing.

appletini tries, maybe succeeds in dragging aegon to her folks' house for christmas dinner. if he does decide to come, she'll definitely do that thing where she pats him down before entering the house with him and of course, brushing that lock of hair behind his ear. can't have that escapee getting out in front of her parents, so inappropriate!

aegon probably spends his last bucks buying something small but personal for sunfyre and appletini, then in the evening goes to ursa minor to beg for dale to put another ten rum and cokes on the tab "in the spirit of the holiday". sings christmas carols at the bar and sounds heavenly even when he's drunk. he also loves to make snow angels. fight me.

sunfyre is just happy to run around the snow and tries to eat it, hopefully no bears steal his full course meal! also if there is wrapping paper, he will tear it to pieces. keep him away from the christmas tree. (of course, everyone will forgive him once he curls up at their feet)

heather does the MOST with her christmas outfit and makeup, full mariah carey, holly jolly queen. she would love to hang out the whole night with the girl troupe at the bar but kind of understands that not everyone wants to get wasted on christmas. but she still makes the biggest effort to get everyone together bc she loves her girlies.

appletini's parents spend the whole day preparing christmas dinner together, placing mistletoes at convenient places for aegon and appletini to stumble under, making calls to neighbors to wish them a merry christmas. appletini's mom and dad also reminisce about how they fell in love and gossip about the two lovebirds.

joyce is eagerly awaiting new books for christmas, so eagerly in fact that she just buys one herself. she may not necessarily even read it right away, she just needed one to feel alive. goes with the current, doesn't care about any specific plans as long as she has her book. secretly likes the magical feeling of christmas and excepts something special to happen, though it may never!

kimberly got presents for everyone. she gives me rich girl vibes. definitely gave appletini some slutty clothing to slut that girl up slutty, saying the present was "really for aegon". probably got joyce something gothy like a skull shaped candle and some necklace/bracelet for heather with text that says "slut xoxo"

trent wears a christmas hat for the entire day and looks like an actual big elf. he gives appletini bacardi breezers for christmas without realizing that she would not indeed down them all that second and that they'd rot in the fridge until the end of january. he also buys a few drinks for aegon bc well, they are bros. the two also play patty cake while sitting on barstools and dont ask me how that ends up

the ice fisher is ice fishing, because, well, um, it's christmas. no murder allowed!

THIS IS SO CUTE!!!!!!!! and are you sure you don't live in Juneau, Alaska in 1999 because I swear it's like you know these characters and party with them at Ursa Minor 3-4 nights per week 😂😂

The thought of Appletini forgetting everything except Aegon, like 😭 "Christmas what? Jesus who? The birth of our savior when? Sorry I was preoccupied planning my wedding to a man I just met who might be a murderer. the color scheme will be green. we will live in my parents' basement."

The Ice Fisher does not necessarily respect major holidays...

You will get to see Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, and Valentine's Day in the NTTF universe! Although they might not happen the way you would hope... 👀

Chapter 4 is over halfway done and will hopefully be ready in the next few days! 💜

[suckitsurveys]

What are your plans for the day ahead? Work. Then I need to stop at the store and get a couple things. What was the last thing you cleaned? Part of the apartment. We've been rearranging everything.  

When do you go to your soonest appointment? Lol.

What did you last order online? Stuff for the apartment.

Can you see any bottles from where you’re sitting? Yes, a hand sanitizer bottle and some cleaner.

What time do you usually try to wind down in the evening? It depends. I guess I usually wind down after dinner.

What’s something you have been putting off? Health shit.

What restaurants do you frequently eat at? Sushi places lol.

Do you like banana pudding with a lot of bananas or more vanilla wafers? Either.

How many books would you guess you’ve read in the last 5 years? Close to 0 haha. 

What was the last message you sent? Uhhhh it was to my friend Lolly. We were talking about Bowie's birthday. 

Have you ate anything green today? What’s your favorite way to add greens to your diet? I haven't eaten anything yet.

When did you last light a candle or incense? Last night. 

Is it currently warm where you are? No, it’s 31F. 

Have you ever fallen out of bed? Yeah.

What do you like on your hot dogs or burgers? On hot dogs I like them "Chicago" style with mustard, onion, relish, tomato, pickle, and celery salt, or just the first three. On burgers, it depends. I'll usually opt for a "gourmet" type burger over a traditional one, so my topping choices vary. More often than not, mushrooms, grilled onions, and swiss cheese is my go-to.

Are you currently listening to anything? Nope.

What did you last put in storage? I mean, I don't have a dedicated "storage" unit, but I put some things in our hall closet recently lol.

What’s your favorite thing to do outside? Swim. I also like just being outside in general. 

Are there any celebrities that you are a big fan of? Oh yes, several.

Do you ever watch award shows? Rarely.

Do you usually run out of shampoo or conditioner first? Shampoo. Do you have any LED lights in your home? Yeah.

What is your biggest challenge? My relationship with my brother in law. 

What was the last sweet thing you’ve eaten? A caramel. 

Do you prefer buying new clothes or thrift shopping for clothes? New clothes. I'm fat so there aren't many options for me in thrift stores. 

What is something you need right now? Sleep, always.

What’s something you like that is blue? My nails right now lol.

Have you treated yourself today? I mean, I had a couple caramels lol. 

Have you ever traveled alone? Yes, but to meet up with friends in their city.

What color is your most worn jacket/hoodie? Black. 

Who is someone you would like to get to know more? I don't know. I wish I knew my neighbors a little better.

What toy do you miss the most from your childhood? So many things.

Have you ever lost something valuable to you? Yeah.

What or who has impacted your life the most? My nieces.

Would you say you are toxic in any way? I'm sure I might have a trait or two but I don't think I am toxic overall. 

What’s one of your favorite memories from the past year? Seeing Billie Eilish AND John Mulaney with Ellen!

How often do you use a straw? At least once a day.

What’s your current favorite song? It changes like everyday. 

What are some books you’d recommend to someone? Don't ask me bro. 

[qoeww]

Okay so basically all the ninja turtle bros with someone who paints the future ( kinda like joes mom in TAWOG) and they paint a date with them and the turtle. How who they react to that?? (If this is too much you don’t gotta like write it lmao)

BOYS WITH S/O WHO DRAWS THEM DATING IN FUTURE

Warning: Nothing

Characters: Turtle Bros

Author Note: I am sorry for late answer hun, I hope you like it <3

LEO

Leo gave his room to you for a couple of hours, he knew you liked to paint in silence

And he knew you were drawing pictures so you needed to focus

But it's okay if he stays quiet, right?

He tries to open the door silently, but the hinges make a noise that fills the entire room

And this happened 10 times already

You gave an "Again?" look to him

"Ahah, well now I think you should rest now- What about eating some ice cream, I know a good place. But you know what before we go, I think I can take a look."

If you try to cover your painting he will get more curious and will do everything to see it

"Geez Y/N, don't be shy, I know you are talen-"

Oh

In the drawing you guys are holding hands and it kind of looks like... A date?

if you think he will be sassy about it no. He will start to stutter and gonna try to tug at the neck of his missing sweater while laughing in pain

You guys didn't open feelings to each other yet but it shows he will gonna win your heart

He plays saxophone inside

"You know what, I get it you're being busy with drawing. So I respect your time aaaand this is the place where Leo leaves-"

After two minutes he comes back and whispers "And when you finish it, uhhhhh... please show me."

When you finished your painting and go out for eating ice cream, he will take this as a date

DONNIE

You two were sitting in his labs, he was trying to understand what he did wrong about flight teams at car and you were painting picture humming a song

He finally understand what he did wrong, paired the wrong cables and... Done!

He picked up Raph's broken phone while waiting for you to finish

He finished literally every work but you were still sitting

He slowly approached you and looked over your shoulder

"What."

His brain tries to process, give him one minute

He will deny painting first, maybe this time you draw for fun?

But you swing your head in other directions

Ok, this is impossible for science, even he knows everything you draw had happened

He will turn his back and cover his face, eyebrows are frowning, sweat runs from his neck to his shell

HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, NOTHING GOES ACCORDING TO HIS PLAN

He will take a deep breath and turn to you again

And ask for a date.

Yes

RAPH

"Good work team, now hero pose!"

The boys came from the mission while you waiting, the minutes passed like hours so you started painting

Raph threw himself on the couch you were sitting on

"Oh, hey Y/N! What are you doin'?"

Leaning back, he watched your back and involuntarily sighed

Your drawing was important for these boys, they can predict future disasters and that was incredible

But for now, he didn't wanna think about the future just hug you

"I was drawing, the painting is almost done. How was your day?"

When you turned him, he saw the canvas

"Raph... Raph?"

"Is that really... Future?"

"Oh yes."

You two sitting at the corner of the building, the place is lit by candles and your shoulder is on his arm

An awkward silence comes between you, he is just looking other direction

You can hear he is having a meeting with Mind Raph

After deciding what to do he turns to you

"Hey Y/N" He scratched his neck with a shy expression on his face

He will open his feeling to you and will wait for your reply without taking a breath

If you accept his feeling his nervous expression slowly goes big smile

He will hug you for couple hours

Maybe your painting can wait

MIKEY

Mikey was always a sharer so he was happy about sharing his paints with you

I mean, it was a nice way to spend time with his crush

While talking with you, you two can paint. The mix of two perfect activities turned out to be something divine!

He would watch you silently behind you as you drawing the future, sometimes you forgot he was even there

He knows you need to focus

He always wanted and kept his drawings of him and his family from you

But today he was preparing his sprays

After finishing the finishing touches on your painting, you were going to go graffiti

He was so busy preparing everything, so he couldn't look at your canvas, normally you would sit side by side and doodle something

He comes to you crawling from his seat

"Do you need help?"

He looked at your picture as he rested his head on your shoulder

"OMİGOSH! IS THAT FUTURE???"

He will be the only turtle who will ask you out without fear

He is sure you love him too

You take a breaktime to spend time with the orange turtle

[pokegalla]

More fluff coming your way!!! But first a quick note!

A shoutout for @theneurodivergentdummy

They always give me new ideas, they are a talented artist and they deserve some follows!

Also! If y’all love learning about new Undertale AUs, I have an AU I’m creating called Unitytale! I’m working on a fanfic that already has two chapters up and an ask blog just for it! Come on by to ask more questions about the characters, story, or just pop in to say hi! Link to account right below:

Sorry for the long intro! Let’s get right back to it! (Little warning for a little NSFW. Nothing crazy just….Y’know how Red is.)

Underfell bros’ First Time Sleeping over at S/o’s home.

Red:

* MAN was he PUMPED. He played it cool though. Like oh sleep over at your place? What are we, kids? Sure let’s have a little pillow fort set up and make s’mores while we’re at it. Mind you he is mentally fist bumping in the air.

* Bake together before heading to bed! He actually knows how to bake so it would be fun! (Bonus points if it’s super late and y’all just say fuck it I wanna make some cookies-). You’d probably fool around and get into a messy battle of flour and batter.

* After a messy battle and cleaning up, you guys probably just wanna head to bed. He was a little nervous at first but tried to deny it but with your reassurance, he gets the confidence he needs and turns into a huge cuddly teddy bear!

* Though he does get a little….TOO confident if you get what I mean. Expect a firm grip on your tush or as a girl, on your chest. And a cheeky little smile from him if you point it out. (Lil shit-)

* And in the morning you can bet on lazy cuddles and kisses. He would be at his softest and sweetest. Please take advantage and make him blush with compliments and sweet words. He’ll love it and even be just as mushy.

Mini Story Time!!!

You stretched and snuggled more into the blanket. You should probably get up….you had a guest after all. You giggled as you looked up to see your bone-friend slightly snoring as he had an arm around your shoulders. You slowly tried to get up but Red quickly pulled you closer.

“C’mon! I need to make breakfast!”

“Five more minutes….,” He mumbled.

He opened his eye sockets and stared down softly at you, moving your hair out of your face and rubbing it between his fingers. The gesture was so gentle and loving….you smile and cup his cheek bones.

“You’re so adorable when you wake up. Teehee, it’s almost like we’re married,” You said.

You notice his face turns into a brilliant shade of his namesake but smiles before quietly saying, “If I get to see you every morning like this, I wouldn’t mind tying the knot.”

His smile widens as your face flushes up. He kisses you right on the lips. You kiss back, both of you giggling in between and finally ending it with a big hug.

“I love you,” You say happily.

Red kisses your forehead, “Love yah too sweetheart~”

Boss:

* He probably has been waiting AGES for you to ask him. Even setting up minor inconveniences to try and get you to invite him inside. (He was too embarrassed to ask you personally.)

* But when you asked him (or probably figured out his plan) he was estatic!!! He’ll be sure to be making dinner that night! And you can bet he made it elegant AND romantic!

* He even set up a romantic candle lit bubble bath! It comes with wine! (Don’t worry wine doesn’t have to have alcohol in it).

* Once you guys hop into you sleepwear, he low key was nervous. He’s excited to cuddle with you but he was calculating how his tall ass was gonna fit-

* You guys manage though! And in the morning you wake up to a breakfast in bed!

Mini Story Time!!!

You woke up to a lovely smell of coffee and pancakes, making your stomach rumble. You sat up right when Boss had entered the room.

“Ah! You’re Awake. Excellent. I Made Something For You,” He walked over and carefully placed a tray of food over your lap, “There! Now Eat Up! I Want You To Start Your Day With A Nutritious Breakfast!”

You giggle, “Aw you didn’t have to!”

“Of Course I Did! You Are My Date Mate! I Must Tend To You! What Kind Of Monster Would I Be If I Didn’t,” He proudly states.

“That or you’re showing off that your cooking is getting better?” You said.

He blushes, “Well That Too! Look! It’s Not Burned At All!!!”

You laugh and pat the bed beside you, “I’m proud of you. But you did make a bit too much food. I simply can’t eat this myself. Come eat with me! Pleeeeeeease?”

He chuckles softly, “Oh….Alright.”

You both enjoy the food together.

[something-almighty]

Kaycee Scrybe of beasts the one that started it ALL was inspired by Paper SU and long elk [check them both out they are both rad as hell] [honestly I would be personally surprised if you haven't heard of them cause their art is literally amazing] kaycee was inspired specifically by the Animation meme Dummy by Paper SU and then further inspired by Long elk's unhinged version of Kaycee Hobbs.

[some lore baby] [not really lore more like . . . scenarios but . . . WORK WITH IT BIT-] sitting in her cabin taping her fingers along her desk, slouched back in her seat in pure boredom. the player starts the game that hasn't been opened in years. eyes snap open in the darkness and stare at you into the fiber that makes your being. looking at you like their next meal despite having no plans to eat you. "at long last, I have awaited for you." you start playing your handed the tamed mutt the card starts speaking to you. begging for help. you agree. your game continues your game continues. eventually losing your first game the pair of eyes look at your lose in disappointment "you lost. -tsk- Lame. . . get up from the table and grab the candle stick" [you get up and do that] "Great. Cool." she licks her fingers reaching over and pinching your flame out almost glaring at you. "you have one more shot. don't disappoint me." she says with a vague threat in her tone. ------------------ but bro imagine Leshy DMing with millennial and gen Z slang in between lines of wordy descriptions with grizzling detail. that's what Kaycee does. occasionally saying "bro that's ass." "sucks to lose a card like that my guy that's shit." "bah- fuck it who needs a moon anyway" [takes picture slapping it on table] "good luck with that bro" "HOW THE FUCK DOSE A MOON SMELL?!- whatever. just keep going."

[glitching-time-bomb]

Ooh, I would love to see some headcanons of the Undertale & Underfell Bros with a really classy, yet distant, gentleman-like S/O who looks intimidating and has a soft spot for them?

Undertale/Underfell Brothers With A Classy Gentleman S/O

-Undertale-

Sans:

At first, Sans was probably intimidated you, both from classy attitude, and your appearance

He's still not completely sure why you ended up falling for him, he's almost your complete opposite!

He won't complain, but you may have to convince him that you love him, and that you aren't going to leave him for someone more like yourself

But aside from that, he thinks that you're really cool!

He gets all flustered when you do things like open doors for him or pull out a seat for him, he's not used to things like that

Prepare for him to try to break your intimidating exterior out in public, whether it be with puns, pranks, or really any other kind of weird thing he can think of

Sans thinks it's kind of funny how you both look out in public together, a classy, scary looking human that doesn't let anyone get near them, and a short, punny skeleton that only changes his clothes when he absolutely has to

He'll try his best to do things for you to make up for the things you do for him, but it's probably going to be him taking you out for Grillby's, maybe driving out to a park to look at the stars, and a night of cuddles when you get home, if you're comfortable with it

It's his go-to date night, if you're not the one planning it

Papyrus:

Much like Sans, Papyrus was probably intimidated by you too

But that's just what made him want to talk to you! You seemed so interesting to him, he just had to try to get to know you

Now that the two of you are dating however, he thinks it's funny that he used to be scared of you

Now you're just so sweet and loving, even if you don't act the same out in public

Speaking of being out in public, Papyrus will get so flustered any time you do something nice for him!

He'll turn bright orange, but will still try to do something nice back for you

He really likes to take you to fancy restaurants, and he'll make sure that you let him pay

If you don't want to go on a big, fancy date, Papyrus will settle with the two of you making your own food, with some music playing in the background for the two of you to dance to while you're waiting for it to cook

He'll also set up a nice atmosphere for the two of you to eat to, with candles and a vase of roses in the center of the table

It's a little bit funny, because even if the atmosphere around the two of you is serious and romantic, Papyrus is still his usual self

-Underfell-

Red:

In the beginning, Red was probably a bit scared of you too

Not that he would outwardly show it in any way, you just... reminded him of his brother, even of only slightly

It would probably take you talking t him first for him to actively interact with you, but even then he would still be slightly rude to you

It will take a while, so I hope you're patient, but he'd eventually start to open up to you if you keep on trying to talk to him

After he sees that you really aren't too bad, he'd do what he could to get you to open up to him

Once you do, and the two of you end up confessing your feelings to each other, Red won't want to leave your side

He'll get embarrassed at the little polite gestures you do, but he'll play it off by getting grumpy

Much like Sans, he gets insecure about you not wanting to be with him

He won't outwardly say these worries in case they turn out to be actually true, but it's easy to tell that it is bothering him

But if you tell him that you're not going to leave him, and that you love him, he'll do what he can to keep those insecurities at bay

As for taking you out on dates, Red would want to take you start gazing!

He really loves being able to see the real stars, not just the crystals that were all over the ceiling in the underground

He'll pack a picnic of either homemade sandwiched or take-out food, and bring you out to the park to look at the sky and eat dinner

Edge:

You being so classy, yet distant to everyone was the thing that first got Edge's attention

He was intrigued with your attitude, and wanted to be the first person you actually opened up to, mostly just so he could understand why you act that way

But once he actually gets to know you, he ends up liking you a lot more than he would have originally thought he would, and it ends up with the two of you starting to date

Edge definitely appreciates your gentlemanly gestures, but he may get slightly annoyed sometimes

He's supposed to be the one doing those things, not you!

And so starts his competition of trying to out-polite you

Any time you do somethings, he'll try to do what he can to one-up you, even though he knows it really shouldn't be a competition

Edge loves to take you out on fancy dates, and he'll make sure to plan everything for them

From the matching themed outfits, to making sure that the food is good, to checking that the weather is perfect, Edge will check everything that could possibly go wrong

He just wants everything to be perfect for the person he loves, and it will be if he has any say in it

But if you want to plan a date of any kind, He'll let you take the reigns, unless you want him to help

He won't complain about whatever it is, he just wants you to know that he appreciates you for every little thing that you do