#but he doesn't necessarily always hold it? like. he needs hands for stuff

[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

I needdddd uncharacteristically protective and yandere Paul with a naive reader pleaseeeee

I absolute live for your writing lovey 🩷🩷🩷

Aaawh thank you so much love! And thank you for requesting 💜💜 this is my first time intentionally writing yandere so I hope I kind of got it right, haha!

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He knew you weren't necessarily oblivious to the dangers of the boardwalk and Santa Carla as a whole, but still, he felt the need to make sure you were safe all the time. You had the tendency to see the good in people, even if they didn't deserve it, and sometimes that caused you to be in dangerous situations.

One time, you tried to help a young teen who had seemingly been crying, only to be almost robbed. Luckily, Paul showed up in time. Another time, you'd almost accepted some spacecake, not knowing what it was - and once again, Paul was there to make sure you not only knew what it was, but that it wasn't something you'd like.

So, now, whenever the two of you were out on the boardwalk, he would always be with you. He was always touching you, either holding your hand, having his hand in your back pocket, having his arm loosely hung over your shoulder - nevertheless, he was always touching so he'd know you were there.

If he thinks someone looks at you wrong, or if he hears someone say something that can be considered to be mean, that person ends up missing.

If you tell him that he's being too clingy or that he needs to chill whenever others look at the two of you, he can become sort of testy. He doesn't like being talked against, especially when it's done by you. He would do anything to keep you safe and protected, and to hear you say that you think he's doing too much only makes him angry.

After all, he is doing this for you, and if you don't appreciate how much he is doing to keep you safe, then you'll just have to deal with the boardwalk alone.

The thing is, though, that even though he does abandon you in his anger, the second he senses that you are in a potentially dangerous situation he flies right back to you, protecting you from whatever you need to be protected from.

Maybe you trusted the wrong people, or maybe you thought the mean looking guy just needed some kindness - the second these turn in you and pose an actual threat, Paul is there to safe the day.

Sometimes you do have to wonder whether or not it was staged, but before that thought can fully form, Paul had already swept you away.

He will keep you at the cave if he decides the boardwalk is no longer a safe place for you. He will not hear your protests and arguments, no matter how reasonable you try to sound, he knows that he knows better, alright?

He is also becoming very good at risk assessments. What do you mean you want to cut an apple with a knife? Do you know what knives can do? No, baby, I'm doing that.

Seriously, you are not touching anything sharp anymore. Or hot. Or anything that could potentially harm you.

When you actually do, he will become kind of hurt - he needs you to understand why he is doing what he does. And even if you try to explain to him that you understand, but that you also need to do some stuff yourself, he refuses to believe you. You don't need to do anything anymore, you got him now.

Just to make it very clear, this boy absolutely loves you. He would take a walk in the sun for you. He would bathe in Holy water. No questions asked.

But he just needs your trust in return. And if he doesn't get that, well, he has ways to get what he wants.

[wasyago]

we're at it again🕺

[empresskylo]

call of duty ೃ⁀➷ NSFW headcanons

↳ includes: ghost, price, soap, and alejandro.

⋆｡°✩ CONTENT WARNINGS | afab!reader, rough sex

cod masterlist | main masterlist

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓

Ghost

��� ghost has a size kink for sure. loves being bigger/taller than you. loves towering over you. loves covering your whole body when he fucks you.

♡ he’s a growler (-: i mean, his voice is just really deep and that in combo with his accent causes him to make growling-esque noises in bed.

♡ but he was really quite quiet when you first fucked. he was used to having to be silent when he jerked off because teammates were always around somewhere. and so he didn’t even realize how quiet he was being until you said something. he was even a bit shy at first but once you showed him how much his sounds got you off, he was glad to oblige and let loose.

♡ he doesn’t like to “choke” you, but he likes to rest his hand around your neck in a firm hold allowing him to hold you steady so he can fuck you deeper.

♡ he’s rather simple. he likes a few basic positions. it gets the job done. he doesn't see the need for any wild or crazy positions when fucking you missionary, doggy style, or against a wall gets both of you off. he will do new stuff with you if you ask tho.

♡ really likes to praise you. he’s got a praise kink but only for being the praiser lol. he loves to tell you how good you feel, how pretty you look, how well you’re taking him. especially when you react to his words, fuck, he loves knowing he can do that to you.

♡ however, when you praise HIM, he gets all flustered and legit fucking blushes! my guy isn’t used to soft compliments, only ones about his combat skills. so when you say sweet things to him like how good he feels, how hot he looks, how turned on he makes you, how perfect he feels inside you, how badly you want him… he blushes. every. time.

♡ professional pussy eater. he very much enjoys going down on you, usually touching himself simultaneously. he’ll yank you to the end of the bed and wrap his arms around your thighs to hold you down. he likes when you ride his face too. he’s been known to get you off like that and make the two of you late. he moans a lot too when you ride his face. loves when you use him to get off and he can't help but moan at that.

♡ he has fucked you with the handle of his knife before and then made you lick it clean.

♡ gets a perverted sense of gratification when he sees you limping after fucking you senseless.

♡ has a breeding kink. he accidentally let it slip one day when he was fucking you, just about to come, when he moaned out in strained breaths “i need. to fucking. breed you.” (my brain: *414 error*) it doesn’t necessarily mean he wants kids, but he just loves the idea of getting you pregnant/coming inside you/breeding you.

♡ definitely a dom. but can be a sub when need be. he wasn’t sure about being submissive at first, but he’s learned to love it. he likes when you boss him around and tell him what you want. even likes it when you edge him and don’t let him finish, dragging it out painfully. but that’s only occasionally, he usually likes to be the one in control.

♡ comes the hardest when you tell him you love him as you're orgasming. he's a romantic at heart.

Price

♡ daddy kink.. i mean… com’on! he gets flustered as fuck when you call him that in public. usually, you’ll say it quietly or whisper it to him. it’s a rare sight to see Price so flustered. and he definitely punishes you when you get home. (that’s if you even make it home. as long as no one can see, he’ll fuck you anywhere)

♡ wants a video of you for when he’s away. you were shy at first so he just recorded your lower half while he was fucking you, the only thing visible was where your bodies were connecting. but he could hear all your moans in the video and that was plenty for him. he’s watched the video countless times.

♡ keeps a naughty polaroid of you in his wallet

♡ reallyyy likes to go down on you. he would spend the rest of his life between your thighs if he could.

♡ loves to tease you and make you beg. he’ll have you on your knees, begging him to fuck you. and of course that gives the cheeky bastard an aura of arrogance, but it’s hot on him so its ok.

♡ he specifically likes to tease you while you’re training together. watching the way you get flustered and try to ignore his innuendos and subtle hand movements on the more intimate parts of your body. then, when he has you alone, he’ll make it seem like you were the one causing all the distractions. he’ll stay fully clothed and strip you down, fingering you while you stifle your moans. “this why you were distracted today, love? thinkin’ bout my fingers inside of you?” (when, in fact, you were trying to train and he was the one being all cheeky)

♡ over the clothes... he is fond of letting you ride his thigh, both of you fully clothed (that, or you're in underwear and he's fully clothed). sometimes he'll fuck you with everything on, dry humping you so aggressively that you come harder than you ever have. my guy is good at what he does.

♡ quite intense and intimidating when having sex. he's demanding in a way that makes you nervous and embarrassed. always making you say things that make your face heat. "is this want you want, pretty girl? gonna have to say it. unless you want me to stop?" "tell me what you want, love. use your words." "you want me? where? gotta spell it out for me."

Soap

♡ doesn’t love the fact that you might get off to porn when he's not around, so he sends you audios of him jerking off, whining and moaning loudly for you. he gets so turned on when you tell him you got off to his video.

♡ likes to switch between being dominant and submissive. he’ll fuck you hard and fast, make you beg, tell you what to do, and edge you until you’re a crying mess. but he also likes it when you take control, riding him and stopping just as he’s about to finish, making him whine and whimper as you suck his dick, not letting him touch you as you tease him mercilessly, likes when you wrap your hand around his neck as you ride him.

♡ likes when you scratch him up. he wears all the marks you give him proudly and secretly likes being teased by the guys about it. he'll even tell you to be rougher on him. "bite down, love, I can take it."

♡ loves blowjobs. and loves finishing on your face with your tongue out. he finds it so hot when you lick your lips, his cum dripping down your chin.

♡ likes to be slow and gentle with you, dragging it out. he wants to take his time with you. and he'll do whatever you say or want. he's constantly making sure you're doing good or you like what he's doing. Sometimes you end up getting a bit frustrated, "yes, johnny, that feels fucking fantastic, now shut up and fuck me!" "yes, ma'am!"

♡ aftercare involves cleaning you up. taking a shower together. lame jokes. braiding your hair. giving you his sweatshirt to wear. and spooning you.

♡ almost came in his pants the first time he saw you in sexy lingerie that you bought just for his viewing pleasure.

♡ has a slight oral fixation and likes to keep his mouth busy the entire time. he's always kissing or nipping somewhere on you. he loves kissing your neck, jaw, chest, just anywhere really. he often groans into the kisses, making you swallow them.

Alejandro

♡ "if you're a good girl and don't come until i tell you, i'll make you come over and over again"

♡ for some reason, he likes to leave hickeys on your inner thighs, teasing you mercilessly as he kisses you everywhere below your hips except where you need him most.

♡ he lives for teasing. he wants you a withering mess before he even considers giving you what you need. will have you crying because of how bad you want him. those are his favorite tears from you.

♡ he will overstimulate the fuck outta you too. you come at least 3 times every time you fuck. and he'll threaten to keep going, your core throbbing in painful overstimulation, unless you do exactly as he says.

♡ leaves bruises and scratch marks all over you. but he also expects the same in return. both of you look like you got into a gnarly brawl every time you fuck. "jesus christ, were you two fucking in there or wrestling a wild bear?"

♡ he is amazing at aftercare, a big switch up from the dominant, rough sex. he'll clean you up while muttering little praises. he'll carry you to the bathroom, sometimes taking a warm bath with you and washing your hair. he'll get you situated into clean comfy clothes and curl you up into him in bed. whatever you need, he'll do.

♡ likes the thrill of getting caught. he doesn't actually want to get caught, but it's the rush of it all. he's down to fuck anywhere. he's sneaky too and can be really subtle about touching you under the table, or in a dark corner of the bar, or on the roof while you're on watch duty. but he definitely prefers when you can both let loose and be loud.

[dutchiepoo2]

Arthur Morgan x F!reader: General NSFW hcs

minors dni pls

scattered mess of arthur thoughts so I could sleep. feedback is much appreciated! not proofread because idc and my computer is gonna die!

I love him, and he makes me want to do terrible things. enjoy! -Jelly

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This man is a bumbling idiot, and I mean that will all the love in the world.

He keeps everyone at an arm's length and can be really awkward. His history with romance is not a happy one.

Arthur is sensitive and thoughtful, so he isn't super into casual sex anymore. He doesn't necessarily need to be in a relationship with the person, per say, but he's not going to lay with someone he doesn't see a future with. He knows it's not worth the risk.

He needs to trust you enough to be able to let his guard down around you. He doesn't feel comfortable or confident enough to have moments of "weakness" around just anyone.

When you do get him in your bed (cot? tent?), he's a lot softer than you'd expect. He's so gruff and grumpy all the time, but he becomes quiet when you're together like this.

He's honestly a little nervous about what you'll think about him. He's a horrible, ugly, rough man. Why would you want to have him? (give him a big kiss pls)

The first few times, he acted as if he was expecting to be looked down upon. Poor man.

Enough of the sad stuff. My character analysis sucks ass.

I honestly feel like he's pretty vanilla. He might have been a little bit more experimental when he was younger, but he just wants to love and be loved on now.

He prefers to move at a slower pace. He's not opposed to rough, but isn't really a fan of fast. Is very willing to let you guide the pace, but always prefers to give rather than receive.

He might get a little insecure if you start cracking jokes, even if they aren't at his expense. He'll get used to it, but tends to be a bit more sensitive when he's letting you take the lead.

Gets turned on when he sees you focused on something. Chopping vegetables? Reading? Sharpening knives? He wants you to focus on him like that :(

Massage his chest. Do it. Instant turn on. Alternatively, scratch gently at his chest hair. He melts!

Will grumble if you bite him. It's kind of hilarious.

Arthur has big, big hands. Wide palms, calloused fingers, blunt fingernails. He likes the way they look, contrasted with your skin.

He loves to hold you, hands on either side of your waist, thumbs stroking the skin of your ribcage just below your breasts. He'll place feather-light kisses to your stomach as he does so.

Runs his fingers through/over your hair often. Traces the lines of your body with his palms. He's very tactile.

One of his favorite things to do is to spread you out in his lap. You'll be sitting between his legs, your back to his chest. He drapes your legs over his, hooking his knees under your thighs to hold your legs open. And he'll finger you like this for ages until you're begging him for a break.

Loves to hold his fingers against your tongue afterwards ;)

Loves to take his time with you. Typically focuses on you, and will actively try to avoid you focusing on him.

(Hold him down. You wouldn't win, but he won't fight you.)

Blushes deep red if you compliment his dick <3

He does have a bit of a size kink. I mean... c'mon. He's huge.

Big barrel chest, tall and imposing. Your hands can't make it around his wrists.

Likes positions where he can rest his weight on you. Missionary, prone bone, mating press. If you ride him, he wants to be sitting up so he can hug you and/or kiss your breasts. He gets shy when he's laying flat back and you're looking down at him.

Once he's comfortable, he talks to you quite a bit. Hushed, grunting tones. Never says anything too explicit, but does utter quite a bit of praise.

"God damn, girl... You feel me? You feel me deep?"

(Really likes it deep. He's big, so he's always wanted someone who's able to handle all of him. Good luck.)

Moans, but only quietly. He might die if someone heard him.

I can't see him being into giving any sort of degradation or pain. You can ask him to do those things, but he'll honestly get a little offended. He's not that much of a brute. You're his baby :(

Loves to tease, but struggles with being teased back. Tease him to work him up to being a little rougher. It takes a bit to get to that point, though. We all know how restrained he can be.

Edge him.

Afterwards, he sticks around. Likes to sleep next to you.

Arthur is very much a gentleman, and wants to make sure you're okay. He might honestly get a little annoying and overbearing.

(Though tbh if you do some of the more intense positions, you might need it.)

He's a big comfy teddy bear. Curl up into his side or lay across his chest. He couldn't be happier.

[orimuraa]

੭﹕ ̊ ̟ ꒷꒦ Cause I’d do anything to feel your touch - OT7

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆pda with enhypen ⨾

۶ৎ ot7!enhypen x fem!reader ┆fluff┆headcanons┆kisses, tooth rotting affection┆ wc 824

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: this is probably my fav ot7 fic in a while that i wrote >.< it was so fun and so cute !! if you enjoyed, pls reblog and share some feedback <3 i really appreciate it ^^

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 - 이희승

okay..hear me out

hee LOVES showing you his affection

he doesn't care if you're in public or behind closed doors

he will kiss the heck out of you and always be cuddles up next to you

and if you don't reciprocate it back, he will cry (not literally but will give you the glossiest bambi eyes ever)

so do NOT reject his affection >:c

seungie would love to hold your hand in public because it comforts him <3

kisses on the forehead are his favorite >.<

pls love him ! he's just a baby who wants love and affection :(((

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 - 박종성

i feel like for jay, you would have to catch him on a good day to publicly show affection

he feels a wee bit shy and embarrassed when he in public so he saves his affection for a more reserved place

BUT he will not hesitate to hold your hand if you're feeling nervous in a crowd

jongie is such a gentleman like that

he'll keep his hand on your waist to make sure he doesn't lose you

"i got you princess"

ashbjw he's so precious

so basically, he's fine with small gestures in public but will turn as red as a tomato if you kiss him in public <3

𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒚𝒖𝒏 - 심재윤

jakey's so childish that he will always make sure to let everyone know that you're his

hand holding, kisses, holding your waist, sitting you on his lap, etc.

he will do it all if it means that people know you're his

he will also purposely call you petnames super loudly so everyone hears

"baby!?!" "sweets?!?!" "princess!! you're here!!!"

his favorite thing to do in public tho if probably hand holding

jake loves to have you right next to him and it's a way for him to know that you're still right there

he will get super excited if you kiss him in public <3

essentially, he's just one big puppy who loves affection >o<

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 - 박성훈

shy boiii

he's not one to really show affection in public, but he will make sure to make up for it all when it's just you and him <3

his ears turn super pink if someone catches him showering you with affection

he has a certain demeanor for other people, but for you, he's such a softie

BUT what he does like is pinky holding :)

he doesn't necessarily need to always have your hand in his, but he does like keeping small contact with you

so, he loves interlocking your pinkies!

you and him will walk around with your pinkies interlocked and that's perfect for him

not too much and not too little <3

but behind doors, he's very clingy with you :3

𝑲𝒊𝒎 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐 - 김선우

okay okay

i feel like sunoo would be the kind to be neutral

like, he doesn't care about being judged for showing you affection in the public

but he also doesn't like to go overboard cuz then it seems weird to him :/

he does like to link arms with you tho!

he thinks it keeps you guys together without getting separated in crowds very effectively

but he's definitely not the type to always be caught smooching you in public areas

he's happy keeping it minimal in public and then endless affection in more reserved places <33

𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒘𝒐𝒏 - 양정원

hmm okay

so i think wonnie wouldn't feel embarrassed by pda, but he would also get flustered whenever you kiss him without warning

he likes holding your hand and planting kisses on your knuckles <3

and he will most definitely become more affectionate if he notices another guy checking you out

wonnie would also be super cuddly at home and stuff and he likes to follow you around everywhere

he seems like the type to lowkey just not give a care about the people around you when it comes to petnames tho

like, this man will be screaming

"JAGI!!!"

from like, 2 rooms across from you, making you instantly blush because of all the turned heads

but nonetheless, he's your wonnie who is extremely cuddly and affectionate

𝑵𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒊 - 西村 力

we alllll know that riki likes to be perceived as "cool and mysterious"

but he's secretly just a baby who craves attention :((

like hoon, he would be a bit too shy to show any affection in public, but he does make sure you don't feel neglected

so he will steal a kiss whenever no one's around

and then if a person comes, he'll become super nonchalant abt it and continue his "mysterious" vibe

but when it's just you and him, he will pout for your affection if you don't give it to him ㅠㅠ

please make sure to give him many kisses >.<

as we've seen, he loves to have his hair played with

and i feel like that would be one of the very few things he would allow in public

like just waiting around in a restaurant or the subway, he would nudge you to play with his hair

he's really just a big baby who wants kisses :(((

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[pineconepie]

oooo how about vincent with reader and one of his parties gone wrong? maybe reader gets hurt or almost dies?

Here you go!! <3

TW: Near-death experience (for Reader), mentions of murder, attempted murder, poisoned Reader, hospitals

"Stay close by me," Vincent reminds you once again, squeezing your hand tighter in his own gloved one. "You don't have permission to talk to strangers or leave my sight."

You almost scoff. As if you ever have permission.

Its been at least three months since you've started living with him. Despite being constantly monitored, you don't necessarily hate living with him. After getting used to his treatment of you, it's pretty comforting.

Being able to depend on somebody and not worry about things is nice. Other than a few rules, you can basically do whatever you want as long as it doesn't involve running away, hurting anyone or yourself, or disrespecting Vincent.

Overall, it could be way worse.

Vincent looks at you for confirmation.

"I know," you mumble. "No going near strangers or leaving your sight. I'm not stupid."

The blond chuckles softly, brushing his thumb against your knuckles. "No, you're certainly not dumb, pumpkin, but sometimes it takes more than smarts to keep safe. Remember what we said? The world is dangerous." He ruffles your hair gently. "And hey, if you don't wanna stay for long, we don't have to. Just need to make appearances, all that good stuff."

You nod. "Okay."

Honestly, if you had a choice, you wouldn't attend this gala whatsoever. It was a meeting between members of Cryo, but not like their usual monthly one.

Instead, this was actual an annual thing hosted in order to show off Cryo's successes over the year and hopefully find prospective members.

Vincent was reluctant when you told him you wanted to go, since apparently these galas were usually rather boring and weren't suited for "babies" like you (in Vincent's words). Plus, there'd be plenty of alcohol, gambling, and lots of "grown-up conversations."

But you managed to convince him with your puppy dog eyes and pleading. He's weak for those, you've noticed. Always wants to please you.

He had gotten you the nicest dress/suit, even though you already had at least five ones to choose from. He donned a black suit with a purple tie and matching slacks. His gloves were also black and leather, as well as his belt and shoes. He finished the look off with cufflinks shaped like golden bullets and a matching broach on his suit.

"You nervous, kiddo?" he asks in concern, squeezing your hand tighter.

"A little bit," you admit. "Just want people to like me."

Vincent frowns at you. "Well, if they're mean to you, they'll end up six feet under, so no need to worry about that."

"I don't want people to die either," you grumble. "Especially just because of me."

Vincent pinches your cheeks. "They can either be respectful to you, or dead. Their choices, doesn't seem like a hard one, either."

You swat at his hand, and he laughs. Soon enough, the two of you reach a large, extravagant looking building, lit up brightly despite the late night.

He guides you towards the entrance, and you enter into a massive hall filled with hundreds of people, most likely part of Cryo. Its quite loud inside. There's music playing somewhere nearby as well.

Everyone seems dressed formally. Suits and dresses abound. Several waiters walk by holding trays piled high with hors d'oeuvres and wine glasses.

Vincent continues to guide you towards a specific spot—where the guests are gathering to greet one another. As soon as he shows up, everyone greets him. Some of them eye you suspiciously or curiously, but they seem to know better than to outright approach you.

And you notice they only acknowledge your existence briefly before turning away and continuing their conversations with him or each other.

He notices you staring. "(Y/n), want me to introduce you?" he murmurs, patting your back.

You shake your head, and instead hide yourself behind him.

"Sorry, folks, my kid is a bit shy right now," Vincent laughs. "How bout we save introductions for later when they're in a better mood?"

The people shrug and agree, seeming content with that answer.

So that's how things continue. Vincent occasionally lets go of your hand to perform a handshake with somebody new, or wrap an arm around your shoulders, but never once truly leaves your side.

Occasionally, he offers to grab you food and drinks, making sure to only feed you things he knows are safe. Knowing the crowd here, for once you don't blame him for being extra vigilant.

A lot of small talk goes on. You zone out a bit as you hear talks about trade deals, weapons manufacturing, smuggling operations, assassinations... The typical mob business. You already know most of the details thanks to Vincent's constant chatter anyways.

Once it seems like the two of you have met every single person attending, he brings you to a quieter part of the gala, where they seem to have an open bar.

A couple people are milling around the area. A few seated on barstools and chatting with bartenders, others standing nearby watching. Vincent guides you to one of the seats, helping you onto the stool before sitting next to you.

"Want some juice, kiddo? We've got lemonade, grape juice, orange juice..." Vincent says. "I personally get a root beer float most of the time."

"Don't you drink?" you ask. Now that you think about it, you've never seen him drink in your presence.

"Not as often anymore. Not when I got someone young and innocent depending on me! Gotta be sober to watch you properly," Vincent says. "Besides, I'd never live it down if I became a bad influence for you."

You almost laugh. Funny he out of all people is saying that. "I guess I'll have what you're having, then."

Vincent grins and flags down one of the nearby servers.

"What can I get you, Mr. Brewer?"

"Two root beer floats for us, please."

She nods and rushes away.

While waiting, the two of you idly chat and watch everyone else. You notice a tall man with short brown hair and brown eyes approach, eyes fixed on Vincent. Something about his wide smile throws you off. He looks friendly, yes, but also a bit too enthusiastic, even more so than others who met you earlier.

He seems different than the other people here, and not in a good way.

"Hey, Boss," the man greets. His voice is slightly on the higher-pitched side. "Haven't seen you since your trip to Budapest. I heard you adopted a kid." He smiles at you.

"Yep," Vincent confirms, though he sounds a bit annoyed. "If you attended more meetings, that wouldn't have become a problem. Phoenix tried to contact you several times, we all thought you were dead."

The guy scratches the back of his neck nervously. "Sorry... Things got busy on my end..."

Vincent looks angry, but holds himself back from yelling. For your sake, that much is obvious. You see his fingers twitching subtly. "You should make an effort to stay available whenever possible. You have a job, Sullivan. This isn't some side-gig you can just show up to when you want. If your uncle weren't contributing so much to Cryo, you'd be out of here in a heartbeat. I can still make that happen."

Sullivan sighs. "Yeah. I'll try to do better next time. Sorry again, really." He sits next to Vincent, eyeing both of your root beer floats, both in fancy wine glasses. "So, uh, (Y/n), was it? Nice to meet you."

"Yeah... nice to meet you too," you say politely, sipping your drink.

Vincent's eye twitches. He shifts his chair so it's angled closer to you protectively. Almost like a shield separating you and Sullivan apart. "Is there something else you needed?" Vincent questions, clearly getting impatient. He puts his drink down, right next to yours.

"Nah, just wanted to see you and apologize for being such trouble recently." Sullivan wedges himself between you two, arms outstretched on both of your shoulders, and both of you looking at him in confusion. Vincent's confused look turns into a sour one. "What? Just wanted to be affectionate, sorry. You're awfully grumpy today."

"Are you drunk?" Vincent sneers.

"Just a little!" Sullivan snorts and pulls away.

You're a little fearful for the guy's life, judging by the way Vincent is staring him down. You grab your drink and take a sip from it, not noticing Sullivan's brief look of panic.

"Uh, well, gotta go! I'm sure Trent's gonna wanna catch up with me," Sullivan nervously says, walking away quicker than Vincent has ever seen him go.

The blond only scoffs. "If I see him again tonight, I'll shoot him in the head myself," he grumbles.

"What happened to wanting to be a good influence?" you laugh.

Vincent flicks your nose. "Hey, if someone were bothering you who you wanted to shoot, I'd fully support it. I think the world would be a much better place if we got rid of all the people who were bothering my beloved kiddo." He ruffles your hair. "And hey, did you take my root beer float? Mine had the purple straw! Brat." His tone is playful, of course.

You pull back to look at the nearly fully-consumed drink, seeing the green straw. "Oops, must've mixed 'em up... too late, it's mine now."

He shakes his head in mock disappointment. "My kiddo... so mean. But it's fine, because yours had more in it, anyway! So ha-ha." As if proving a point, he begins loudly slurping yours. You laugh at the silliness. If only everyone knew that Vincent was a fool.

"That guy was kind of weird," you murmur, changing the subject onto Sullivan. "Have you known him for long?"

"Unfortunately," Vincent mutters. "Ever since his uncle joined Cryo, he felt entitled enough to get a job from us. Honestly, I'd much rather fire him, but since he's family with a high ranking member, I'd rather not cause any unnecessary conflict. Don't really trust him, though."

"Sounds like you really hate him," you chuckle.

"Me? Hate someone? Pfft, never. I'm a saint." Vincent nudges your shoulder with his own. "Yeah, I'm kidding. I kinda hate him. And I especially hate anyone who makes you uncomfortable, which I can tell he was doing. If not for his uncle..." He doesn't need to finish that sentence.

You finish your root beer float, and put the empty glass to the side. He wraps an arm around your shoulders while he pulls out his phone.

You see it's Quinn, and that he's telling her to keep an eye on him. You continue reading what he's texting, but then it gets harder to, the words growing blurrier and blurrier.

That's when you realize everything is getting blurry. Even the man next to you.

"Dad," you mutter. Your tongue feels like lead.

"Not now. Give Dad one sec." He keeps typing on his phone.

"Dad." More urgently.

"Be patient, kiddo. Quinn can barely type properly as is."

"I feel really bad," you rasp. "Dizzy."

Vincent looks up from his phone quickly. "(Y/n)?" His eyes widen as he sees your pained expression and sweat dripping down your face.

He drops his phone immediately as he catches you right before you fall off the stool. He runs a hand across your forehead. "(Y/n)? Hey, baby, shh, calm down. What hurts?" Panic seeps through his tone, yanking off one of his gloves with his teeth to feel your pulse, putting two fingers to your neck. Its rapid-fire.

"E-everything," you whimper. It's hard to even form words anymore. Your vision is getting darker and darker, and you can no longer breathe.

You begin to cough, holding onto his shirt for comfort as you feel the edges of your conscious slipping. Your throat feels blocked up. Every attempt to speak results in a strained wheeze and a coughing fit.

Vincent lets out a rare, strangled noise. The fear of losing you is the one thing keeping him grounded.

He lifts you up easily, bridal-style, into his arms, resting your head against his chest. He maneuvers past the crowds, calling for someone to get a stretcher for you.

You can't tell what he's saying anymore, only that he's yelling. Is he mad? Upset?

Or terrified, maybe. Maybe that's why his voice is shaky and cracked.

"Baby, come on, just breathe for Dad, alright? Just focus on my voice, sweetie," he begs, rubbing circles in your chest, as if he can coax air into your lungs. "Breathe with me. Please."

Your breath stutters and comes out shallowly. There's nothing you can do.

No way to obey him. You can't breathe. Why can't you breathe? You're trying so hard, just like he asked you to, but it's like your lungs refuse to expand, refusing to cooperate.

Vincent tries his best to coach you into breathing right, talking in soothing tones and soft coos, encouraging you to calm down and copy him.

Even if everything didn't sound muffled, you couldn't understand him anyway from the way he's speaking, on the verge of hyperventilating. He's trying so hard to act okay for you.

Everything starts to become dim. Blackness creeps into the corners of your vision, slowly overtaking your sight entirely. No matter how hard you struggle, fighting to stay awake and alive, your body gives into the poison and shuts down, leaving you limp in his arms.

The last thing you hear before darkness consumes your consciousness is Vincent screaming louder than you've ever heard him before.

...

Vincent paces back and forth as he waits in the hospital hallway outside of the ER.

"Vincent," Trenton greets sympathetically. It's rare he ever refers to his boss with his first name, but it's not something Vincent minds usually, especially not now. His mind is too preoccupied. "We found the perpetrator—"

"Sullivan," Vincent snarls, finishing for him. "I already figured."

"R-right," Trenton sighs. "We caught him attempting to run. He was already prepared for flight. Uh, it seems like the strychnine was meant for you, but either mixed them up or you got your drinks mixed up."

Vincent nods. "That damn traitor... you have him in custody, right?" Trenton nods. "Good. Keep him alive. I want to kill him myself."

"Understood. Do you want us to torture him first?" Trent asks. He's usually not this brutal, but he loves you like a sibling, after all.

"No. I'm saving that pleasure for myself." The door opens and a doctor steps out. Vincent's most trusted doctor, Dr. Fredericks. "(Y/n)! Let me see them now!" He doesn't even bother asking if you're alive; he simply refuses to even consider that outcome. That's the only thing that's been stopping him from absolutely losing it.

"Okay, but they're very much out of it," she tells him, leading him down the hallway into your room.

She's right.

You're on a hospital bed with the covers pulled over your chest. An oxygen mask is secured over your mouth and nose, and several monitors hooked to various machines beep quietly, tracking your vitals. There's an IV drip attached to your wrist.

As promised, you are awake, but clearly unable to do anything beyond that. Your eyes are drooping and you're blinking slowly, struggling to stay alert.

"(Y/n)," Vincent breathes, rushing over and grabbing your hand. He crouches beside the bed so that he's level with you. "Sweetie? Can you hear me?" He kisses your temple gently. He brushes your hair away from your forehead, pressing his cheek against yours.

You try to move your hand weakly towards his voice.

The blond nods quickly. "Hi, baby. Yeah, its Dad. I'm here. Everything is gonna be okay now." He presses kisses all over your face—anywhere he can reach without disturbing the oxygen mask.

"Poisoned," you manage to rasp.

"I know, lovebug. But it'll be okay." Tears threaten to spill down Vincent's cheeks.

"Scary," you say next.

"I know," Vincent whispers again, his voice cracking. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching closely enough. Shouldn't have let him anywhere near us. I won't make that same mistake again, I promise." Not after he turns that bastard to dust. Slowly.

"Not y'r fault," you slur.

"It is. I should've protected you. That's my job, sweetie." He kisses your hand repeatedly. "Don't speak anymore, okay? I just want you to rest. At least until this comes off." He taps the clear oxygen mask. "And then we'll talk aaaall you want. Doesn't that sound nice?"

You shift positions as much as the wires will allow, and you pat the small space on the mattress, motioning for him to join you.

He chuckles and shakes his head fondly. "Aww, buddy. I don't wanna crush you."

When you continue to persistently slap the bed sheets, he finally concedes. He slips his shoes off and climbs onto the bed with you, helping you lay on top of his chest.

He makes sure all wires are in place as they were moments ago. "Comfy?" You hum in confirmation. Vincent plays with your hair. "Get some sleep, honey. Dad's not going anywhere."

Your eyelids flutter shut as you listen to the sound of his steady heartbeat, grounding you and lulling you to a peaceful, safe sleep.

Normally Vincent would be awake, hyper-vigilant as ever, but the exhaustion from running around in a frenzy and pure terror takes its toll on him too. His eyes close and sleep follows soon after.

[horrorslvt]

Hi, sweet 🍬🍭cheeks. If you don't mind my dear 💕, can I have NSFW, with thomas Hewitt, michael myers, and bubba Sawyer with s/o who are very submissive and will do anything to be able to have sex with slashers, as well as s/o who like once using lingerie with bunny headband. S/O also has high Sex drive.

I know you're going to think I'm a pervert but I can't help this idea that pops up whenever I think about slashers.

You can freely ignore my request sweet 🍬🍭cheeks, btw don't forget to take care of your health and always drink lots of water my dear 💕🤗

Run, rabbit, run.

Characters: Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer.

Summary: What would the slashers be like with an S/O who has a high sex drive and is very submissive.

Trigger warnings: NSFW, knives.

A/N: Hellooo, I love this request. It's so sweet 😭 and I'm sorry it took me so long to get to it because of my hiatus. Also, I would never think someone is a pervert for a request, I read very weird shit y'all, don't worry. This is a judge free zone. Also, I wasn't sure if this was a preference/reaction/one-shot request, so I did preferences, but if you wanted one-shots you can totally request again.

Thomas Hewitt:

I feel like at the beginning, he would definitely be taken aback by it, seeing you were so persistent about wanting him. Years of being seen as disgusting by everyone will do that to you.

But he definitely gets used to it. In the beginning, he wouldn't be too sure what to do, but as time goes on, he gets it. You sit on his lap in front of everyone looking for a reaction, and his hands go straight to your hips, his masked face straight to the back of your head, breathing a bit heavily into your hair to let you know how much he wanted to take this further when you two were alone.

And when he sees you with lingerie and bunny ears, it's fucking on. He pounces on you like he wants to eat you (in a not literal way), and his heavy rough hands are quickly manhandling you into his lap so you can jump on it. He's a bit of a brute, though, so the lingerie probably doesn't stay on for long, but the bunny ears do.

Michael Myers:

Now Michael is a bit different. He doesn't tend to show much emotion towards anything, his presence being menacing 99% of the time... but as sick as it sounded, it kinda added to the lustful things he made you feel.

When you two start living together, it takes him a bit to realize what you want or what you're hinting at with the things you do. He thinks you're sitting on his lap or rubbing against him or whispering some dirty stuff in his ear, almost as a joke or just to bother him.

So the first couple of times, he decides to fuck the teasing attitude out of you. Which quickly makes him realize that's exactly what you wanted. So when you start asking for it, he obligues, gladly.

The day you decide to take things a bit further and use lingerie and bunny ears, though, he's surprised at first, his body a bit frozen on the bedroom doorframe. But when he snaps out of it, he walks to the bed slowly and tilts his head slightly, looking at you like a predator. And then his hands take hold of your ankles, and he roughly yanks you closer to the edge of the bed to where he is and... gives you what you want.

He would probably cut the lingerie off your body with a knife, and he doesn't necessarily take the bunny ears off you, but they do end up falling off when he grabs you by the hair.

Bubba Sawyer:

Just like Thomas, he's also taken aback by it. And just like Michael, he also doesn't get it at the beginning. He's used to being treated as a weirdo and a pawn by his family, so he wasn't expecting someone to want him, let alone that much.

I feel like he would probably need you to straight up tell him you want him to rearrange your guts... and then he would also gladly do so. Maybe a bit inexperienced and sloppy at the beginning, but the more you do it, the better he would be at it. And boy, do you do it a lot. He really enjoys having control over you. Though he doesn't know what to do at the beginning, he gets used to it.

I think he's the most shy at seeing you in lingerie and bunny ears. His cheeks get red under his mask, and his blood starts flowing to two places at one. But very similar to Thomas, he pounces on you.

I don't think he would rip your clothes off you, but he would definitely take them off in a rather hurry. He doesn't take the ears off, though. After you two finish a couple of times and your head falls to his chest in exhaustion, his hand moves to touch the ears, almost examining them, making you chuckle a bit.

[cyxnidx]

HI HI HELLO! I saw ur cat n mouse gamr for Wriothesley and loved the idea so much! I would like to request f! Reader x wanderer (genshin) playing a cat n mouse game as well hehe. And if you dont mind please do write more on the smut part I am very curious on how itll play out 🫢 TY!

CAT & MOUSE 2 !

character pairing: wanderer / scaramouche x f!reader

warnings: smut, degradation(use of 'slut, whore') + a little praise, oral (m!receiving), cat & mouse game, slight bondage (ropes🤭)

a/n: Hi~, apologies for such a late response :(. had to get some sort of inspo flowing. i'm glad you enjoyed, & hope you enjoy this one even more <3.

"where are you, slut." wanderer's tone echos throughout the house.

you're hiding - hiding, being bratty, as usual. getting your boyfriend all riled up, only to leave him to deal with his boner himself.

not this time, though. it seems you've gotten him a little too riled up today.

you slap a hand over your mouth when you hear his shoes against the hardwood floor, hoping he doesn't find you.

now you're realizing its foolish - and your hiding place doesn't make it any better. under the bed, really?

"come out, come out, wherever you are.." he calls again, obviously teasing you. hes so close, so near, yet you don't have sight of him.

the adrenaline rush is addictive. it's probably the main reason you're doing this to begin with. the rush of hiding, and the chance of being caught, and fucked to oblivion?

its addicting.

you notice it goes quiet. it doesnt seem like the wanderer is walking anymore, nor is he calling for you.

theres only one conclusion you can come to when this occurs.

and before you know it, you're yanked up by your ankles and pinned to the ground.

you've been caught.

you fight him, for the fun of it. to give him a hard time, not that you want to win. not necessarily. the whole point is to get under his skin.

finally, he gets you under control, and thats when you notice a rope being held between his teeth. he holds your hands above your head with one hand, while with the other, he works to tie your wrists together.

"scara - let's talk about this!" you whine, only adding fuel to the fire. you knew he wouldn't wanna talk - why would he?

without a word, he throws you onto the bed you once were taking cover under. "not another word, you hear me?" he demands. "say anything more, and I'll stuff that pretty mouth with my cock."

your eyes narrow, analyzing his. lust swirls in his pupils, a gaze of daggers stabbing you. though, despite the betting stare he's giving, you take it as an opportunity to provoke him more.

"well, if you're so bold, do it-"

you're basically cut off at the last syllable of your sentence when he moves you off the bed. his grip is harsh on your waist, and you were on the ground before you knew it.

"open your mouth," he says in a haste, unbuckling his pants and fiddling with his zipper.

"wha-"

"open. your. fucking. mouth." he demands, stroking the bud of precum over his cock as he waits. you let your tongue fall out of your mouth, mouth wide, awaiting to be filled by his cock.

not taking more than a minute, he shoves his cock down your throat, immediately fucking you.

"you," he pants, the warmth of your throat hitting him like a truck. like a pressure he never knew he needed for the minute. "fuckin' slut. always rilin' me up n', shit."

he continues to shove himself down your throat, your gags filling the otherwise quiet house. he grabs a harsh fistful of your hair and your hands go to massage his balls, tempting him to cum down your throat.

his head tilts back. "god, damnit. you're sucha little slut, fuck, taking my cock like a good little girl. mmh, g'na let me cum down your slutty little throat? huh?"

you attempt to moan in response, the tightening gesture throwing scaramouche over the edge, filling your throat with his seed.

he waits for you to finish sucking every little bit off his cock before moving you to the bed. "good little slut, you must like to be used." he mumbles, turning you over on your stomach and arching your back. "g'na treat you how you want, yeah? like the little whore you love to be."

[throwawayhero]

hi!! could you do a kirishima bf headcanons? i feel like nobody ever writes for my boy, thank you! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Of course omg??? He doesn’t get the amount of love he deserves ong. One of the best characters imo, kill me if I'm wrong!! He’s been my favourite for YEARSSS and I will never get tired of him. Some of these are a bit random but I hope you enjoy!! ❤️

Eijirou!Kirishima who always walks to school and/or class with you. He’ll wait for as long as you need him to with little to no complaints (most of the time..)! He’ll just hang around in your dorm trying to look unsuspecting as he looks at your stuff while you rush to get ready. He especially loves to snoop through your trinkets.

“.. Hey, I didn’t know you still had this!”

“Neither did I..”

“Oh—“

Eijirou!Kirishima who actually takes care of his physical appearance/personal hygiene. He doesn't have a sociopathic 30 step skin care routine but don't be surprised when his bathroom drawer is full of hit or miss products that he's tried out. Will give tips about finding good products if asked about it. He always smells SO good. He also has hair products he uses to get the red dye to last longer.

"Hey, can I borrow this?"

"That made my skin super irritated, try this one."

Eijirou!Kirishima who always supports you and your hobbies, even if they only last a week. He's always up for being a test subject of sorts. Painting/drawing? He's ordering you top quality paints and pencils. Reading? Tell him about the characters, the drama, the romance, the plot twists, he's invested. Crochet/knitting? He's wearing the sweater you made him, even if it is a little bit itchy. Yoga? He bought matching yoga mats! He's ALWAYS supportive, now matter how extreme.

"Any other hobbies peaked your interest?"

"Rock climbing."

"..Sounds like fun!"

Eijirou!Kirishima who NEVER forgets to text you good morning/night. He forgot once and showed up to your dorm to apologise (You hadn't even woken up yet). Sometimes he sends little GIFs too.

'Good morning beautiful!! 💗💗💗'

Eijirou!Kirishima who has a highlight on instagram dedicated to pictures of you and things that remind him of you. He doesn't really post on social media, but when he does, 80% of the time it's about you. He also sends you a bunch of those lovey-dovey quotes from Facebook. His captions on photos are always so sweet.

'Spent the day Go-Karting with my beautiful girlfriend! Can't believe how lucky I am! #gokart #love #girlfriend'

Eijirou!Kirishima who is the KING of PDA, to an extent of course. He will kiss you anywhere, in front of anyone. Oh my GOD does this man know how to give good hugs. He's always holding your hand/wrist/finger no matter what you're doing. You could be on a walk, in a line, grocery shopping, or just sitting down together. He's always by your side :)

"..Can you let go of my hand so I can scan the groceries?"

"No but I'll help you!"

Eijirou!Kirishima who GUSHES about you to his friends. This man is head over heels and everyone knows it. He doesn't necessarily believe in soulmates but he does believe that you were the one he was meant to find. He gets this horribly happy look on his face when he thinks about a future with you that everyone can't help but laugh at. He talks about said future all the time.

"When do you want to get married?"

"..What?"

"I wanna know when to start editing my vows."

"..Editing??"

Eijirou!Kirishima who is a bit of a restless sleeper. And when I say restless, I truly mean it. This man will roll on top of you and just lay there, sprawling out and snoring happily. You have been and will continue to be kicked. One time you had woken up to him rolling off the bed.

"You slapped me in your sleep last night."

"Oops. You should've slapped me back!"

"I did."

Eijirou!Kirishima who goes all out on dates. He'll take you to a fancy restaurant and wear a suit and tie with his hair done nicely. He'll ask you to wear something pretty beforehand so that you know not to underdress. He arrives at your house/dorm with flowers and the biggest smile you'll ever see (besides your wedding day). He'll treat you like the princess you deserve!

"You're stunning, hun.. where would I be without you?"

[sepublic]

Interesting that pop culture portrays Van Helsing as an experienced, seasoned vampire hunter, when it's pretty clear in the novel that this is his first go around with the whole thing, his first confirmation they actually exist, and in other words he's basically winging it and hasn't necessarily thrown a punch in his entire life (Which means he can’t just throw hands with Dracula, he needs research and backup to organize the perfect trap where they won’t be instantly killed). VH doesn’t always know what’s going on, he’s figuring things as he goes along; Like yeah he's HEARD of vampires, but it's never been anything prominent to him.

If anything, his past with vampires is probably similar to a lot of readers; Familiar with the concept, knows some of the details but not all of them, and definitely presumes them fake. He sees something going on with his patient and is like Haha damn that's just like a vampire, wouldn't it be crazy if... And then he slowly starts settling into conspiracy theory mode when more and more dots show up to conveniently connect, as he does the obligatory Protagonist Searching Stuff Up bit and realizes Mein Gott!!! It might be a vampire!!!

But then at the last second VH reminds himself, Now hold on, have I actually SEEN this vampire??? But it won't do anyone harm if I added some garlic flowers, right...? And then it just gradually escalates from there into full-on paranoia and dread that vampires exist and VH needs to desecrate the dead, and then he finally gets confirmation when he sees an Undead Lucy. What the fuck.

I think there's an argument to be made that Van Helsing was doubting himself just as much as Seward and the others initially did, if not more so, and he can’t even talk to anyone about it; So there’s an elation where you finally talk to others and realize it’s really happening, you’re not crazy.

This just ties into the theme of recording that which you did see, which is indisputable, because it’s evidence and proof. So you can be certain you aren't totally insane, and can distinguish facts from assumptions and theories if necessary; Especially when one needs to consider other explanations for the same symptoms. There’s a relief confirming what is and isn’t real to dispel self-doubt, like there was for Jonathan, who also suffered from Dracula’s gaslighting distorting his perception of reality.

I think all of this makes Van Helsing's actions and secrecy a lot more understandable when handling Lucy; If you hired a doctor and he suddenly started bringing up vampires, you might be inclined to think he's insane, doesn't know what he's talking about, and has read too many vampire stories and probably believes in 'alternative' medicine. Van Helsing still has an image and reputation to uphold here, and if it's gone, he can't actually be there to help Lucy if he turns out to be right.

That isn't to say he isn't without critique, especially in later portions of the novel, but you can kinda see where this underdog stance of "I'm right and the others around me are wrong" gets vindicated and thus develops into a bit of arrogance later down the line; Particularly, in presuming his disagreements with Mina to be no different than his secrecy with Seward and Mrs. Westenra.

In the end, VH could be described as a character who wonders if he's in the novel Dracula (compared to Jonathan who knows he's in a horror story of some kind but can't name the genre), but then has to remind himself this is reality... If this is a story, it’s probably just some medical drama. And when VH does accept he's in the novel Dracula, he assumes his character development and the lessons he learns are straightforward.

[spaceorphan18]

the gifs you shared a few minutes ago (of Colin in his pirate coat) made something stand out to me, so I thought I'd share...

in the top gif, you can see that when he picks up the girl's glove and gives it back to her, he never actually touches her skin when he takes her hand and presses a kiss to it - he holds onto the glove and kisses the top of the glove. because, back then, it would be inappropriate for there to be direct skin contact between them.

BUT, when he visits Pen to apologize to her and makes a deal to help her find a husband, you'll notice that Pen hesitates when he goes to shake her hand because she's not wearing gloves, but he silently encourages her to do so. and then she's also not wearing her gloves when she helps to bandage his hand later on. tsk tsk.

I just like how it shows that Colin is mindful of societies rules and careful to obey them, but is always willing to break them for Pen :)

YESSSSSSS!!

I never noticed this before but you're totally right! He does not make skin to skin contact. And... I mean I think this is so important in understanding Colin's character. All of this nonsense with him coming back and being mr. flirt and going to brothels and whatever is soooo Colin doing what he thinks he should, but never really committing.

Does he like the attention from these women? Sure! Does he necessarily care though? Not really. For Colin, it's not that he specifically wants attention from these ladies. It's more of an act. More of a -- hey guys, look, I can make ladies swoon, too. And yeah, that does help one's ego to get the attention. Colin is human after all. But all of these interactions remain distant and hollow.

He's badly missing Penelope at this point. He's been around the world, finding confidence in himself by trying to fit into society (a theme that runs through Colin, Penelope, and Eloise's stories in this season). And, as his mother implies, has put on a set of armor around his heart. He's already had his heart broken once. And he doesn't really understand (yet) why Penelope's absence is so detrimental. So it's easier to play a part than to be the Colin Bridgerton we're all used to him being.

If you go back and watch all of these scenes -- all the flirting he does has an element of distance. They're all about /them/ -- like, /you/ ladies are wonderful. None of them are about /him/. None of them are -- wouldn't I like to be with you. They indulge those other women, but he's doing it for their reaction -- not because he actually cares. Because to care means his heart could get broken again. Because to care means being the old Colin, and he's trying very hard not to be that Colin.

Likewise, with the whole brothel thing. He's not having one-on-one sessions. He's having group sessions. Way less intimacy that way. Sexy times and feeling good can happen without any of the need for emotion or connection. Because returning him Colin is trying not to have that.

Except. You can't ever really run from yourself. And Colin, whether he knows it or not, really wants that connection.

In contrast, he not only shakes Penelope's bare hand, but clasps it with his other. It's an incredibly intimate moment. He's always had moments like this. Regardless as to whether they're romantic or not (or if he understands any of that) she is important to him. He has always kind of said 'fuck you' to society norms when it comes to her, (and will probably always do so).

Even when Colin is at the height of his wanting to be Not!Colin, he's still pulling stuff like this. Penelope is an anchor to himself. One that he continually choses not to let go of.

I honestly love it.

[miyuka1709]

Decided to clean it up a little. Idk how ppl make drawing Thorn look so easy...

They've both been through a lot, and their theme is about distrust n stuff.

(there might be Slay The Princess spoilers under the cut)

Cheated appears in The Thorn when you give her the blade in The Witch but didn't say "you're beautiful, I want to actually save you" or smtg like that

I've seen ppl make content of Smitten and Thorn, but I don't think I've seen anyone make/draw Cheated and Thorn interacting w/ each other? I mean sure there's the kiss scene in Smitten-Thorn, I just wanted to draw smtg different.

This doesn't necessarily need to be romantic, I just wanted to draw a Voice and a Vessel hold hands. I've always loved it whenever we get to leave with a Princess hand in hand, it's so sweet.

Also don't mind my Cheated design, he's supposed to be a little more roughened up than that, but I'm too lazy to go back and change it.

As always Slay The Princess belongs to blacktabbygames!

[skaruresonic]

The common rebuttal to "this reads like fanfic (derogatory)" is "read better fanfic," which is true in certain cases, but on the other hand, there is some grain of truth to the idea that you can tell when someone's primary mode of literary analysis is fanfic instead of... well... literally anything else. It's okay to like or even prefer fanfic, but if you want to take your craft seriously you also need to read books, dude. Published books will teach you a lot of stuff fanfic doesn't, like proper dialogue formatting and how to introduce your reader to unfamiliar characters. Even the crappiest book (well, if it's not After or 50 Shades, which started off as fanfic to begin with lol) will have been subjected to some sort of editing process to ensure at least the appearance of proper grammar. That's not a guarantee with your average fanfic, and hence why you can't always take all your writing cues from fanfic because it's "so much better" than commercially published original fiction or whatever. Frankly, fic writers tend to peddle some absolutist and downright bad takes sometimes. "Said is dead" is a terrible rule, though not because said is invisible and a perfectly serviceable tag; that's just part of it. Dialogue tags are a garnish, not a main dish that can be swapped out for more ostentatious words. If your characters murmur and mutter instead of simply saying stuff, your readers are going to wonder why nobody speaks up. "'I'm explaining some very plot-important shit right now lol,' she elaborated," likewise, is a form of telling. Instead of letting the reader extrapolate that "she elaborated" via the contents of the dialogue itself, you're telling them what to think about it. And that's why it's distracting: your authorial hand is showing. Writing is an act of camouflage. You, as the writer, need to make your presence as invisible as possible so as to not intrude on the reader's suspension of disbelief. That's the driving reason behind "show, don't tell." And overall, everyone could stand to cut down on the frequency of their dialogue tags anyway. Not every exchange needs "he said" or "she whispered" attached as long as you establish who is doing the talking before the exchange. Some people will complain of confusion if you go on for too long without a dialogue tag, and that definitely is a risk, but at some point you also need to resist the temptation of holding the reader's hand. If they can't follow a conversation between two people, chances are they weren't meeting you halfway and paying that much attention in the first place. In fact, you don't even necessarily need action beats in between every piece of dialogue, as Tumblr writing advice posts will often suggest as a fix. Pruning things often cleans them up just fine.

Another fanfic-influenced trend in writing is, I guess, beige prose? A heavy focus on internal narration with lots of telling. It's not a style I can concretely describe, but every time I click on a non-mutual's writing, I feel like it always has, like. This "samey" voice to it. There's no real attempt to experiment and use unique or provocative language, or even imagery half the time. It's almost a dry recital of narration that doesn't leave much room for subtext. I see this style most often in fanfic where you can meander and wax poetic about how the characters feel without ever really getting around to the plot. And it's like. DO something.

Other tells that the author is taking their cues from fanfic mores rather than books: >>too much minute description of eyes, especially their color and their movement >>doesn't leave much room for subtext (has a character speak their every thought aloud instead of letting the reader infer what they're thinking via action or implication) >>too much stage action ("X looked at Y. Y moved to push their seat in. X took a deep breath and stepped toward Y with a determined look on his face. 'We need to talk,' he said.") >>tells instead of shows, even when the example is about showing instead of telling ("he clenched his teeth in agony" instead of just "he clenched his teeth") >>has improper dialogue tag formatting, especially with putting full stops where there should be commas ("'Lol and lmao.' she said" instead of "'Lol and lmao,' she said." This one drives me up a wall) >>uses too many dialogue tags >>"em dashes, semi-colons and commas, my beloved" - I get the appeal but full stops are your friends. Too much alternate punctuation makes your writing seem stilted and choppy. >>"he's all tousled brown hair and hard muscle" and "she's all smiles and long legs." This turn of phrase is so cliche, it drives me up a wall. Find less trite ways of describing your characters pls. >>"X released a breath he didn't know he'd been holding" >>every fucking Hot Guy ever is described as lean and sinewy >>sobbing. why is everyone sobbing. some restraint, pls >>Tumblr in general tends to think a truism counts as good writing if you make the most melodramatic statement possible (bonus: if it's written in a faux-archaic way), garnish it with a hint of egotism, and toss in allusions to the Christian God, afterlife, or death. ("I will stare God in the face and walk backwards into hell," "What is a god to a nonbeliever?") It's indicative of emotional immaturity imo, that every emotional truth need be expressed That Intensely in order to resonate with people. >>pushes the "Oh." moment as the pinnacle of Romantic Epiphany >>Therapy Speak dialogue. why is this emotionally constipated forty-something man who drinks himself stupid every morning to escape gruesome war memories speaking about his trauma like a clinical psychologist >>"this well-established kuudere should Show More Emoshun. I want him to break down crying on his love interest's shoulder from all his repressed trauma" - I am begging u. stop >>"why don't the characters just talk to each other?" "why can't we have healthy relationships?" I don't know, maybe because fiction is not supposed to be a model for reality and perfect communication makes for boring drama?

>>improperly using actions as dialogue tags ("'Looks like we're going hunting,' he grinned") >>why is everyone muttering and murmuring. speak up >>too many adverbs, especially "weakly" and "shakily." use stronger verbs. ("trembled" instead of "shook weakly") >>too many epithets ("the younger man" or "the brunette detective") >>too many filter words ("he felt," "she thought," "I remembered")

>>no, Tumblr, first-person POV is not the devil; you're just using way too many filter words (see above) and not enough sentence variation to make it flow well enough. First-person POV is an actually pretty good POV (not just for unreliable and self-aware narrators) if you know what you're doing and a lot of fun crafting an engaging character voice. Tumblr's hatred of first-person baffles me, and all I can think is you would only hate it if your only frame of reference was, like, My Immortal. Have you tried reading A Book? First-person POV is just another tool in your toolbox, and like all tools, it can be used properly or improperly. But it's not inherently a marker of bad writing. The disdain surrounding it strikes me as about as sensical as making fun of the concept of characters. Oh, your work has characters in it? Ew, I automatically click off a fic if it has characters in it. like what.

[babyleostuff]

partner privileges | performance unit

thank you guys for the ideas and help <3 vocal unit coming soon!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ KWON SOONYOUNG 

One word from his partner and he’s like “aye aye captain!”. It’s not necessarily because he's very easy to manipulate, but the words of his significant other are the most important thing for him. Soonyoung would do anything for them. So, even if he’d be currently fighting with Seungkwan, the moment he hears anything from his partner, he’s all like “yes, what do you need sweetie?”. And his whole attitude changes so much whenever they’re in the same room, it’s like they’re the only thing there, and all of his focus is on his partner.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ WEN JUNHUI 

Jun is a bit more low key when it comes to his affection, especially physical touch, BUT he would let his partner do anything and everything to him (of course unless it made him uncomfortable). He would gladly let his significant other play with his hands and rings, let them touch his hair, and cling onto him whenever they felt like it. He has heart eyes for them practically 98% of the time, so he would not be able to tell them “no” when it comes to physical affection. And also just the fact that his partner finds so much comfort in simply holding him, makes him feel so soft. 

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ XU MINGHAO 

Hao is very serious about his fashion, and we love it. But due to that, he isn’t always that fond of sharing his clothes, especially the more expensive ones. Cue in his partner who gets to wear his stuff all of the time. Anything that’s in his closet is his partner’s as well. And they boys would think that that’s so unfair because “i wanted to borrow that shirt, and you didn’t let me!”. Well, his partner gets the special Hao treatment, and they can wear whatever they want. Besides, he would love to see his partner in his clothes, especially if they could match it with him in a low key way. 

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ LEE CHAN 

Being able to baby him. And it makes the member so jealous, because he usually fusses about being babied by the others, but when it comes to his partner??? He loves it. Like, the boys would be so annoyed at his significant other when they get to squish Chan’s cheeks and call him “baby”, because they don’t get to do it. SO unfair in their opinion. And it’s not like they’d be doing it in an infantilizing way, because of course he doesn't want to be treated like a literal child, but he would let his partner take care of him, and let them call him “baby”, and he would act a bit more like a maknae around them.

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[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating Yandere Scott Summers Would Include:

Scott, in his normal state of mind, is already a very protective and possessive over the people he cares about. His love interests in particular get the entire bundle of this, as he doesn't like to share in the slightest. He'd be quite clingy, to the extreme, especially if you were in any sort of danger.

He'd be straight up controlling, obsessive, extremely over protective, to the point of trying to get you to quit any job where he can't watch and ensure your complete safety, things like that.

He'd also get super clingy, probably try to prevent you from having a social life in general, and would get possessive to the point where he has to know exactly where you are, who you're with, at all times.

Very easily jealous. Scott would take it as a personal insult if you even so much as glanced at another guy. He'd want to know everything about you, every detail of your life - and he won't tolerate having even the slightest of secrets kept from him.

He'd also constantly be paranoid if you aren't around him, terrified of something happening to you, especially if you're dating for a long time and he really gets to know you and love you. He'd also feel the need to constantly reassure you that he loves only you, but expects you to have the same level of devotion and loyalty he will have towards you.

He'd constantly want to be touching you, holding your hand, sitting close, cuddling you, that sort of stuff. He'd want to be near you at all times, even when you're sleeping or working. He'd want to be the only man in your life, and not tolerate any guy friends.

He'd also probably become extremely violent, if someone were to try to hurt you or even get too close to you, or even just be in too close proximity. It wouldn't even have to be someone that's trying anything, just them being too close would get him way too over protective and paranoid for their own good.

He's used his powers to blast many different people, mostly threats, but in this case, as a yandere, he'd use them for probably just about anything, and would have almost no remorse for doing it.

He'd shower you in compliments, constantly. He'd try to remind you that he loves no one else but you, and that he'd do anything for you no matter what. He'd also get paranoid and ask if you still love him on almost a daily basis, if not more.

He'd constantly be complimenting you, giving you tons of praises, always trying to boost your ego and make you feel wanted and desired, as well as loved. He'd probably also give you presents a lot, just to keep you happy and keep you wanting to stay with him, as well as just to show his affection towards you.

He'd probably punish you in a similar way to how a parent would, like grounding and taking away entertainment, but he'd likely also get rather rough with you, and get physical to a point if he felt you needed it. He'd also take away your outside contacts, your ability to leave the house, things like that.

He'd be absolutely showering you in affection, constantly hugging you, kissing you, cuddling you, you name it. He'd want to be touching you as much as possible.

He'd want to take you on frequent dates, but he'd probably take you to a lot of secluded spots, since he doesn't necessarily want everyone to see just how close you are. He'd also be taking you on dates way, way too often considering the two of you are probably together 24/7 as is.

They're a bit wary, since Scott is usually a bit reserved, and his yandereness stands out against his usual behaviour. Jean is more sympathetic, as she has personal experience in seeing the darker side of Scott's behaviour. The rest tend to be a bit more weary, but also understand that it's not exactly Scott's fault, at least, not completely.

The disagreements would likely be very extreme, with Scott being very possessive and protective and getting rather paranoid, and you likely trying to distance yourself from the possessive and paranoid man, and trying to remain your own person, instead of having all your identity and life wrapped up in Scott. But the fighting would likely be quick, due to Scott always trying to remind you what you are to him, and probably getting physical in doing so.

He'd be even more protective than before. He'd absolutely be paranoid of losing you, and if you had a power similar to his own, he'd be constantly scared you'd meet the same fate he has. He'd probably try to train you to get better control, but also try to teach you to use your powers as little as possible.

It may start with Jean and a few other heroes, but they quickly come to the conclusion that they can't really change him, since it's an obsession and not exactly his fault. And by then, Scott has likely already gotten to you, and you probably feel very guilty at even attempting to do anything that isn't what Scott wants you to do, so any thoughts of leaving get pushed out by the massive amount of guilt you feel towards the idea, not to mention the overwhelming love Scott has towards you.

He'd probably bring it up within the first month of the two of you dating, since he'd want to make absolute sure you're completely tied to him and have no chance of escape. He'd want to marry you as quickly as possible, and probably already have some sort of ceremony planned way before you two got together.

He'd want kids. Multiple. And very quickly. He'd want to start immediately, to ensure you don't leave and to, again, have you tied down to him as much as possible. He'd be a bit possessive over them too, and probably would be a bit over protective of them as well, depending on if you gave birth to them or if you adopted.

That would drive him insane. He'd take it as a sign you were planning to leave, or didn't want to make yourself tied to him. He'd probably start trying to manipulate you, or just outright try to force you to change your mind through any means necessary.

"You are mine, my little darling. No one else's. You belong to me, and I will not tolerate any defiance or disobedience from you. You are my property, to use and abuse as I see fit. I will protect you, provide for you, and give you everything your heart desires. But in return, I demand your complete loyalty and obedience. You will never leave my side. You will always obey my every command. You are mine, mind, body, and soul. Understand?"

Non-consensual breeding - Fantasizes about impregnating you without consent, forcing you to bear his children. Sees you as a womb for his seed.

Excessive intimacy - Has no boundaries when it comes to physical contact with you. Always groping, fondling, kissing touching you.

Bondage and restraint - Enjoys tying you up and keeping you helpless during sex. Feels powerful with you at his mercy.

Non-consensual photography/videography - Secretly records your intimate moments without asking permission. 

Complete devotion - Despite all this, he craves your total loyalty and submission. Your love means everything to him, even if expressed through twisted means.

[babyhatesreality]

What if maybe stucky had a day off for the first time in awhile and they planned on spending it w/ reader. She was really looking forward to it. But maybe one of the caregivers asked them to watch their little for the day last minute bc they were called away on a mission. Stucky accidentally ignores reader all day and just really hurts her feelings. Maybe they spoil the other little let them pick the movie and lunch etc. How would they make it up to reader?

-M

Hi M! First off, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH for being so patient. I'm so so sorry it has taken me so long to get to your amazing thoughts and questions. So let's dive in <3

What A Day

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader

Warnings: DDLG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, pet names, language, anxiety, very upset Peter (but not at reader), angst, misunderstanding, frustrations, scolding, threat of punishment, tears, fluffity fluff fluff fluff, everything gets worked out in the end because I always need a happy ending.

A/N- not my best writing style, I'm sorry, words are hard right now. But I love you all and want to try to get these requests out for you all, so I hope you like it anyways.

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Today was the day! You were all set to spend the day together, just you and your daddies. You were so excited, you had been looking forward to it for the longest time. You all had tried to plan stuff before this, and something always came up. Every time. But not today! No way, not today!

Until it did.

Tony and Pepper received a very-last-minute summons to the White House to 'discuss some urgent matters' as Pepper put it or bail their asses out, as Tony put it. There was no way they could bring Peter, who was feeling extra little and clingy, so Steve, seeing their panic, volunteered to take him for the day, since you'd all planned on being at home anyways and the rest of the team were out on assignment.

You were a bit disappointed, but Petey was your best friend in the world, so this was going to be fun, right? Well......

When they dropped Peter off, he was definitely in a littler headspace than you had even seen him. He was crying hard in Steve's arms as Tony and Pepper left (both trying their hardest not to well up).

You tried to help, patting him on the leg and offering him Emma Bear or Pipsqueak to hold, but he didn't want either of them and tried to bat your hand away.

This shocked you a bit, but Bucky picked you up and whispered in your ear that Peter just needed a little extra attention right now. You nodded in understanding, and as soon as Bucky set you back down, you set off to your playroom, determined to find things to make him smile.

When you got back though- your arms full of toys and stuffies that you knew he'd like- you were a bit surprised to see both Steve and Bucky on the couch, side by side, comforting and holding Peter. You dropped your toys on the floor, wanting to come be a part of the cuddle party, but the noise scared Peter who started to cry again.

"Baby, you need to be more careful," Steve scolded very gently, knowing you hadn't done it on purpose. "I know you're trying to help, but Peter doesn't like loud noises right now. Please go put your toys back."

You started to protest that you had only picked out toys to be nice, but Bucky cut you off. "Go put 'em up, love, you heard Papa." It was a gentle tone, but you knew better than to try to argue.

Trying to be quiet, you carefully put them back slowly. But every time you came back to the room, you eyed your daddies meaningfully, hoping they'd ask you to be a part of the cuddle party, but they were so focused on keeping the little boy calm that they missed it entirely.

Once you were done, you quietly came over with Pipsqueak, holding him out to Peter, who took him, but turned his face back into Steve's chest. Feeling both frustrated and a little jealous, you said, "You s'posed to say 'tank you'." Peter just whined in reply.

This time, Steve looked at you sternly. "Baby, please don't upset Peter right now. He's feeling very little and needs quiet."

"But he didn't say tank you and you always say I gotta use my manners..."

Bucky picked you up before you caused Peter to start crying again, and started carrying you down the hallway to your playroom. "Listen up, angel, Peter is too young and upset to remember manners right now, and you're being loud when we've asked you to quiet down. Why don't you stay and play in here for a while until Peter is feeling better?" He set you down in the playroom and quickly shut the door before you had a chance to say anything.

You felt like you were being punished, even though you'd never get to stay in your playroom with all your toys when you were actually being punished. But you couldn't help but feel that way. Your daddies weren't spending any time with you now, and your bestie was treating you like you were mean, and it wasn't fair at all.

Bucky came to get you about an hour later for lunch. You were disappointed when you found that lunch was already made, because you loved it when you got to stir the mac and cheese. But when you were eating and Steve started telling Peter what a good job he'd done stirring, you got mad.

You shoved yourself off your chair and got exactly one step away before Bucky picked you up and plopped you back down. "You haven't been excused, little girl," he said a bit sharply, getting tired of your antics. You glowered as once again you were being asked to have manners when Peter didn't have to. Bucky made you sit there until all your lunch was eaten, which was well after Peter and Steve finished theirs and left to go watch a movie together.

You got even angrier when they picked a different movie than the one that you all were supposed to watch today, but you were still stuck in your dumb chair and couldn't do anything about it. Bucky had to threaten you with a time out and early bedtime before you finally finished eating. And once you did, he gave you a little talking-to about your attitude before taking your hand and bringing you over to the couch to watch the movie with them.

What you saw when you got there stopped you cold.

Steve had wrapped Peter up in your special yellow weighted blanket. Now, normally this wouldn't be a big deal, as you always wanted to share with your bestie, but this was YOUR special blanket for when you were feeling upset or overstimulated or needed comfort- and right now, you were definitely feeling all three.

"Dat's my special blanket," you said, pointing and mumbling. You didn't want to be loud or 'keep having an attitude', but this was just too much.

The look of disappointment in Steve's eyes hurt your heart. "Honey, we share in this house," he said, making you feel even worse. "You know that."

You couldn't stop the tears from overflowing at this point. "I alweady gave him my whole day!" you sobbed, before turning around and running to your room. You didn't slam your door- you'd only get in more trouble- but you pushed it mostly shut before diving into your stuffies, pulling Jellybean in close, and continuing to sob.

You heard a soft knock on your door a few moments later. "Baby, it's Daddy. May I come in please?" You only buried yourself deeper into your furry friends, afraid that Daddy was going to scold you again.

Bucky slowly opened the door, and his heart shattered at seeing you crying into all your stuffed animals. "I'm gonna come in, okay?" he added softly, stepping forward gently. If you really didn't want him in there, he would leave, but as you gave no indication one way or the other, he came in quietly and sat on the foot of your bed.

Once your tears and sobs slowed down, you risked a peek at Daddy in between Jellybean's soft fluffy ears. His face broke into a sad smile once he saw your red eyes. "Hey there, Trouble," he said gently. "Can Daddy hold you please?"

You didn't want another talking-to about your attitude, so you obediently pushed yourself up and crawled over to him. But when he pulled you onto his lap and cuddled you to his chest, like he did when he was comforting you, you suddenly realized that you weren't in trouble- that he really did want to just hold you. And the tears started all over again.

Bucky just held on, rocking you gently, rubbing your back, squeezing you tight when the tears turned into sobs, pressing soft kisses onto the top of your head. Once you cried yourself out, he plucked a tissue from the bedside table and held it to your face so you could blow. He mopped you up, still cuddling you all the while. "I'm really sorry you didn't get your day with us, Trouble," he said softly. "And I'm sorry that Papa and I were so focused on Peter and didn't see how upset you were. We weren't very nice to you today, were we?"

Sniffing mightily, you rubbed your nose with the back of your hand, resting your tired and aching head on Daddy's chest. "You was twying to help Petey. I sowwy I was bad and loud and mean," you mumbled.

"Baby, you were NOT bad or mean. You were loud, but that's just you- and we like you that way," Bucky said, finally grinning, which made you giggle. "I know that you were trying to help, and I'm sorry that I didn't have the patience to see that, and that we left you on your own today when we were trying to take care of Peter. So how about this? You and I can take some R&R together right now, just you and me, and then we can figure out everything else afterwards?"

Absolutely exhausted, you just nodded, falling asleep in Daddy's arms before he could even lay you down. And true to his word, he stayed with you for your whole nap, cuddling you and running his fingers through your hair.

After you all had naps, Peter was feeling much better, and the four of you played legos and dinosaurs in the living room until Tony and Pepper came home. It was a relief to Bucky and Steve, who had quietly worried that this was going to mess up Peter's and your friendship. But as always, after a good nap, things seemed brighter and you both were back to the giggling troublemakers you usually were, playing happily and noisily until Peter went home.

After you all had eaten supper, Papa cuddled you on his lap, apologizing too, and the three of you had a really good talk (with you still in younger space) about all of you feeling jealously, frustrations, and angry feelings, and being safe to calmly tell each other. They also helped work out some hand signals for you in case you went non-verbal or couldn't find the right words to tell them how you were feeling. You felt like a much happier baby after new ways to help you express yourself, and gleefully accepted Papa's cuddles all night (since Daddy had gotten them all to himself during nap time, he argued it was his turn).

The next day, Fury had blocked every single message to your daddies as well as access to your floor (barring emergency protocols, but ya know) making sure that you all truly had the whole day to yourselves. Daddy made your favorite cinnamon and sugar french toast for breakfast, which he fed to you bite by bite while you wiggled with energy.

The three of you went to your favorite quiet park out of the city, where you joyfully screamed down the slide, scrambled up the net ladder, giggled rocking back and forth on the bouncy animals, and had a contest with your daddies to see who could swing you the highest. THAT was the best.

You had a picnic lunch and had a blast bouncing back and forth between your daddies, insisting on feeding them blueberries one at a time. For some reason, that absolutely tickled you to no end, and you ended up laughing your head off the entire time. You fell asleep in your seat on the way home, and woke up in your bed. You found your daddies and the three of you drew pictures and colored together, then made a blanket fort in the living room for later.

Papa let you help him make dinner, and while it wasn't stirring- mac-and-cheese, it was still really fun. And then they both surprised you with being able to make a batch of your favorites- chocolate chip cookies! Right after the cookies cooled just enough, you FINALLY got to watch your movie, snuggled in between the two of them in your blanket fort, munching on the delicious treats.

Papa gave you a bath, letting you pick out both bubbles and a bath bomb, and Daddy put on your lotion and helped you pick out jammies and your nighttime books. You fell asleep in the crook of Bucky's arm, safe and warm, the three of you now more bonded than ever.