#but if this doesn't fit well in any aspect let me know n i can adjust :3

[pyshcic]

⤳   @subdivines​​​,    𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘢𝘯,   asked:     ‹ how come i’ve never met anyone in your family? ›

           “ oh,  come on   –––    you’re not going to drag in any sentimentality to this,  are you? ”     her grin is wide and teasing,  a lilt to her speech which softens the sincerity behind her words.  an honest request.   the truth was she had found herself playing the role of nomad as of late;  it was only her who had come south to discover the truth behind her own origins,  to locate her family and,  like a white rabbit,  chase down her selfhood.   her name.   admittedly,  all this,  she wasn’t ready to admit to  ––   certainly not under the dim fluorescent lights of fangtasia,  a place she’d simply never have let her family catch her dead in.   there was already a sense of dread over edward’s reaction when he inevitably caught wind.  the plan was,  of course,  nothing sinister.   only a little bit of like company.   “ can’t i maintain even a shred of secrecy?  mystique makes up half the charm of this outfit. ”  

[l0sercat]

NSFW alphabet with/ Logan Howlett

A/N: I have only seen Deadpool and Wolverine so I'm going off of that. I'm going to watch the X-Men movies later, but I can't wait any longer to write for him....So if this is ooc please forgive me 😭🙏🏻 Also MDNI!!!

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

He'll carry you to the bathroom and run the bath and let you do your thing. He'll grab a beer and nurse it and when you call for him, he goes and carry you back to the bedroom. He'll put on a movie and hold you in his arms 'til you'll fall asleep.

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

He loves his hands because they fit so nicely on your throat while he's fucking you into your shared bed. He loves your thighs, he loves to be suffocated by them. He loves when he's eating you out and your perfect soft plush thighs squeeze around his head.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He loves to cum inside you. He loves the intimacy of it. He'll grab your hips and shoot his load deep inside you followed by a deep growl. But if you don't want him to cum inside he is okay with doing it anywhere you want him too!

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

He wants you to sit on his face. Doesn't matter what you weigh. When he says sit he means sit. Don't even worry about "crushing" him he can handle it. If he needs to breathe he'll just lift you up for a sec and then set you back down.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Yeah he knows what he is doing. He'll have you on your third orgasm while he only cummed once. He just loves to watch you cum undone!!

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

Cowgirl. He'll be in control every second of it. He just loves how he gets to see every inch of your body while he thrust's up into you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He keeps it more serious unless something unexpected happens like your leg cramping because of a certain position he might chuckle, but that's about it.

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

There is hair and you could call it a bush except that Logan actually keeps it's nice and clean. And he'll occasionally trim it just to tame it, because he doesn't want his pubic hair in your mouth while your gagging on his cock. Now the hair is dark and kinda curly but the hair isn't thick.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Depending on his mood he can be very loving and attentive to your needs. Or he can be rough and just shove your head into the mattress while he pounds into you from behind.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't masturbate often and if he did it's because he got hard and it won't go away. Also he hates when he cums and it gets all over his hand.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

#1 biter! He loves to bite you especially on your neck and thighs. He loves marking you because it shows everyone that your taken. He also loves tying you up or handcuffing you to the bed. There is just something about seeing you helpless and bound at his mercy that gets him going.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Bedroom or Living room!! Something private so Wade can't try to get a sneak peak(he'll still find a way or press a ear against the door) Also he just doesn't want to have to worry about anyone seeing you naked and in a vulnerable position.

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

Hearing and smelling how much you need him. Hearing you beg for him to fuck with a little pout and then smelling how wet you are for him. It overwhelms his senses.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that could seriously hurt you. Example, he would never use his claws to write his name on you. He may bring them out to lightly trace over your skin, but that's it.

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

He prefers to give but he loves to receive. He just loves the sounds that come out of your mouth when his tongue explores your insides.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends how he is feeling that day. If he was jealous from whatever that day your getting fucked hard and fast. If he's tired your getting fucked sloppy and slow.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He enjoys them from time to time. He prefers taking his time and ruining you, but quickies are nice when your horny and have to be somewhere soon.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He is willing to take risks here and there. Wanna fuck in a public bathroom sure. Want to top him you, can sure as hell try. Just don't ask him to have sex in the bar bathroom. Cause he will not be doing that, it's too fucking gross in there lol.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can last forever, joking. But he can last for hours. As long as your not tired and want to keep going he is not gonna stop. He will go day and night if able to keep up with him.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

I feel like he would own a pair of handcuffs and maybe a blindfold and bondage rope. I don't see him owning much lol. If you want to use other toys he will hesitate, and might agree to use them depending on what you suggest.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease until your crying and begging for him. He will kiss and lick away your precious tears. He loves you but seeing you begging for him is just so hot <3

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He is vocal to an extent. He will grunt, growl, curse, and let out the occasional moans. When he finishes in you he curses your name and then lets out a little growl.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Occasionally if your okay with it he'll let Wade join/watch but Logan is giving the instructions on what he can do. And if Wade is getting on his nerves he is kicking him out lol.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

I wanna say 7 inches long and thick so it stretches you out. The tip is a light red and it's circumcised. The base is a bit later than his skin. As I said earlier his pubic hair is dark and curly.

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

He isn't horny every second and doesn't think about sex often. But if your horny he's ready to go. Whenever you want to fuck he's almost always down to fuck.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

As soon as your taken care of and comfortable in his arms and have fallen asleep, he'll finally close his eyes and sleep.

[ghostgirl101]

writing for william afton?? Yeah sure I'll get craaaazy ヘ⁠(⁠￣⁠ω⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠) you can write headcanons of anything, really, I just want to hold this man and be extremely and overly affectionate with him (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠) (and and jealousy trope is so aaaaaa you can write something with that, right??? :33)

William Afton/Steve Raglan Being Obsessed With You Would Include...

A/N: Yeap, let's start with obsessive relationship stuff, and then I'll work on a request for jealous headcanons. Hope this is in character, I tried to make it as accurate as I could with what I could work with from the movie. Requests for the FNAF movie are still open if you want me to work on a scenario; just make sure its no smut and platonic or childhood sweethearts for any of the animatronics/missing children 🙃

🐰• Well, good luck getting out of whatever craziness you've somehow gotten yourself into. That's the first thing I'm gonna say ._.

🐰• You probably meet William as "Steve," the careers counsellor who asks a little too many personal questions for it to be strictly business-related, but then, he's got to know who you are to find a job that fits in with your life and personality. He seems normal enough, though there is a slight intensity in the way his eyes linger on you for a beat too long, and his questions become more specific and a bit non-contextual.

🐰• By the end of the interview, he offers you the place of a nightguard at Freddy's, giving you his card with a casual half-smile and going out of his way to show you the ropes. Then you start the job, as oddly unsettling and dark the environment seems, and you think that it's the last time you'll hear from him.

🐰• It's not 😏

🐰• Steve knows a lot about you from your files that he went through before, and from what you told him, and he's got a good memory. He copied all the information down, storing it safely at home, going through pictures and any sources he can find about you in some unplaced interest. William's very calm and calculated, and there's no way he'd be found out unless he let it happen or wanted you to find out for yourself.

🐰• So until he's ready to reveal his dark side completely, which will slip out in little actions and hints when you spend time with him, he's simply Steve Raglan, the relatively normal careers counsellor who keeps checking in on you to see how you're getting on with the job, often going out for a coffee to give you "advice" in his breaks. Anything to pry out more information from you, for him to understand what exactly it is about you that intrigues him.

🐰• Is it because you're unusually pretty? Clever? Quirky? To William, you're just a bit different, maybe a bit childish, or mature and deep, dark-humoured? Whatever it is, it caught his attention, which is a good thing, if you want it... and if it's not, well, you're stuck with it anyway.

🐰• You'll notice quite early on that he's a bit odd himself, maybe a bit invasive, possessive, especially for someone you haven't known for that long. If someone looks over at you for a second too long while you're having coffee with Steve, having a conversation that's veered off of references and employee skills to some personal aspect or interest in your life that he's cracked open. You'll see a shot of something dark pass through his blueish gaze before it passes almost as soon as it comes, and you'll know nothing more about it except never seeing that person again. Just another missing person to add to a list.

🐰• Same with if you happen to be seeing anyone; he's got his own ways to scare people off, and if that doesn't work, he'll be forced to do something a little messier. Again, you won't know a thing about it, and there'll be no proof, no body, no big questions. Suddenly your partner has run off on a job out of the country or broken up with you via text... and Steve will be around to "see how you're doing" and to pick up the pieces when you end up spilling more about what's been going on in your life and exposing more vulnerability. It gives William a rush, in a way, to be needed and ran to and relied on when something goes bad, especially if it's you looking up at him with big pleading eyes. He can only smile and squeeze your hand, not letting go for a long moment as you get yet another drink and finally end up getting somewhere closer to a proper relationship.

🐰• Friends start getting a little distant, past lovers end up disappearing and little conveniences in life become more frequent. Wonder why that is?

🐰• Afton has a great memory, and if you tell him you like something in particular, your favourite show or book, he finds the exact thing by chance in the shop and had to get it for you, just to see your eyes light up and smile thankfully. Or he recorded a new episode of your series for you to watch if you come over on one of the nights you're not working, or he's just finished reading that book, come round to his so you can talk about it some more? He always finds a way to get what he wants, and when it's a person, victim or not, the rule still applies.

🐰• You may not be a victim of violence or murder, but he's got an obsession, an unhealthy desire to watch everything you do, everyone you talk to and in your life. He doesn't name a specific reason for it, doesn't think he needs to, doesn't see the point in it. If you ever catch on to that kind of behaviour, he'll just give you a warm smirk and shrug. "Well, because it's you," is his casual response, though you could swear there's something more behind his eyes. "And I care about you, you know?"

🐰• This is still William Afton though, and for all he can be surprisingly romantic and thoughtful when he thinks to be to see your reaction, he's a sadistic murderer and kidnapper at the end of the day... and it does start to show through. He can be manipulative as we see in the movie, and a bit arrogant, though I don't think he'd outrightly manipulate you. It's more your surroundings and the people you're with. Maybe he'll dig up some dirt on one of your close friends and put it somewhere where you'll find it and cut off the friendship yourself, exactly how he wanted it. And on the occasions when he gets his hands dirty with those types of people, he will get his hands dirty, and enjoys every minute of it. He taunts and mocks them until their dying breath, hating the thought of someone else holding your attention for longer than he can, which only causes more blood to be washed out of clothes and off his skin before you notice.

🐰• I have the idea of William watching you sleep deep in for some reason, since he's affectionate in his own ways, not majorly into PDA or clingy, since he prefers you being the one to run to him. But in the moments when you're not aware that he's around, like when you're sleeping. He'll trace calloused but featherlight fingers across your face, down from your forehead to your cheek and your neck. There's a beat of tensity where you might think he's tempted to do something extreme, something violent, but it passes time and time again. I think the only time William would be tempted to be harsher and forceful is if and when you ever found out about what it is exactly he does, and try betraying him. He wouldn't kill you, nothing like that, but he'd have to lock you away someplace safer...

🐰• But Afton will cross that bridge when he comes to it. For now, it's just an attentive and dependent relationship that William will keep going for as long as he can, accepting any gesture of affection or admiration or any positive attention in general with open arms and a pleased smirk on his face. Life will be pretty easy for you, everything seeming to go your way, and his, he'll make sure of it. And when you finally uncover the truth behind Steve and meet the real William Afton, he'll expect things to stay exactly the same: bloodied hands, spring locks snapping, glowing grey animatronic eyes or not.

[belles-non-wallpapering-content]

Meeting the family E.S x FEM! reader

Overture-You're worried about meeting Egon's parents, and he's really trying his best to comfort you about it.

CWs- Brief mention of non-sexual changing in front of someone, Egon doesn't really know what to say to make things better, reader wears dresses, and is kind of implied sunshine reader.

A/N-This is day 8 (Don't look at the calendar, look at me) of my October Writing thing. If you'd like to read the other things on here-- October Masterlist has anything, and I'll update it as I go.

“Do you think they’ll like me?”

Tonight you were finally meeting Egon’s parents and you were freaking out just a little bit. You had every outfit that would even remotely work spread around your room while you tried to decide on what to wear tonight, while Egon sat at the foot of your bed, letting you try on as many outfits as you wanted, telling you how nice you looked in every single one. 

“I don’t know how to answer that question. Would you like me to be honest or supportive?” Egon struggled to know what to say sometimes, but that was anything but reassuring. 

“That just might be the worst thing you could’ve possibly said.” You buried your head in his chest, legs now on either side of his lap. 

“I like you. Does that count for something?” That got your face out of his chest, but he was still missing the smile you usually had when you were together. 

“Well I should hope you like me. But I want your parents to like me too, and I don’t know how to make that happen.” He couldn’t stand to see the pout on your face, you really were worried about tonight. 

“I’m sure tonight will go perfectly fine, and no matter what my parents decide, I love you, and nothing is going to change that.”

“Ok, but honestly, do you think they’ll like me?” You put your arms around his neck, and Egon couldn’t look away from you. 

“You’re very– happy, and honestly I don’t know how my parents will respond to that. They don’t have a lot of experience with cheer.” He was trying to be reassuring while still respecting your wish for honesty, but your face fell again. 

“Oh yeah, I remember the slinky story. Do you think I should tone it down?” You wouldn’t mind toning it down for his family, you just needed to know. 

“No. I think you’re quite literally perfect, and I wouldn’t want you to be anyone other than yourself.” He was entirely serious, and even a little stern with you, making sure you knew he didn’t want you to change any aspect of yourself. Especially not to appease his family. 

“Can you help me pick an outfit then?” That he could do. You got off his lap and he stood up, looking around the room again, at the options laid out. He fought the urge to pick his favorite outfit of yours, a slightly short, dark red dress that you did like, but he wanted you to be entirely comfortable. 

“I like this one. It fits you very well, and it’s comfortable for you.” He chose your favorite dress, and you knew he only chose it because it was your favorite.

He just wanted you to continue being happy, and he was hopeful his parents would heed his warnings to be nothing but nice and supportive towards you. He spent twenty minutes on the phone with them that afternoon, stressing over and over again how there would be no place for critique this evening. But now he could only put his hands on your arms as he stood behind you in the mirror, kiss your shoulder, and try his best to calm you down before you got there.

[futurecorps3]

Hey ! I was wondering if you could do something with Remus and it’s a reader that’s not curvy at all like small everything. If not it’s totally ok ! P.S I really love your work ! Have a great day/night !

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Masterlist<3

MINORS STAY AWAY I'LL BLOCK EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, THIS IS +18!!!

See also… All marauders versions in my marauders masterlist<3

Thank you so much nonnie! Make sure to take care of yourself<3 have a nice day/night too. Hope u like this:)

-Remus is not one to look at bodies and judge or make determinations based on that. He loves you and you love him, that's it.

-Gender and beauty standards are made up and fed to us to make us feel bad about ourselves, so fuck that shit!!!!!!

-MY BROTHER IN CHRIST THE WORSHIPPING.

-He doesn't even do it consciously, he loves your body that much is all

-"You're gorgeous, bug" and trails your body with his hands while looking at you lovingly ugh <3

-Adores you in his sweaters as well

-Girls look better in real tight sweaters no matter the size of their boobs!!!

-Sleeps on your chest under his sweaters, yes. Yes, for comfort.

-He loves how you look in his Bowie shirts because they're loose enough on the chest area but not enough that he can't see how your nipples perk all cute n shy<3333

-SUCKS YOUR BOOBS HELLO????????

-Saliva strings from his lips all the way to your tits, you swear you haven't seen a prettier thing in your time alive

-Loves kneading your ass when you cuddle or make out<3

-Nicknames related to beauty. It helps when you call him "pretty boy" or "handsome"

-So he figures they help you too when you struggle a bit with confidence!:)

-"Morning beautiful", "Need help pretty?", "Let me get that for you gorgeous." ALL IN THAT THICK WELSH ACCENT IM GOING TO FAINT.

-Ofc if it makes you feel patronized in any way, he'd stop, but if you like them boy oh boy

-He showers you in them.

-If someone from this trio knows how cruel people can be is him

-Won't stand up for anyone's shit if they comment something on how he "could do better" or sorts

-Will and has walked up to the person talking shit and confront them. "Seems like you have lots of shit to say, huh? Go on, m'here now"

-Makes them apologize to you directly, rather aggressively

-He thinks people who talk crap about other people's bodies are the absolute scum of this Earth, so you can imagine how he gets when it's his girl they're talking about.

-Remus knows how it feels to be ashamed of something that you can't change and how people make you believe there's inherently something wrong with you

-Both of you are so very supportive of each other in terms of body insecurity (in other aspects as well ofc)

-You help each other heal and understand that you've never seen someone as pretty as the other. You don't need to fit a preconceived idea of beauty. You're gorgeous.<3

[vivalabunbun]

This is about your recent work that had touched my heart to the core. As someone who has been married for over 6 years now, I felt every situation you have expressed in the story similar to the events of my life.

I and my husband got into a marriage due to our parents being close friends. It was an arranged marriage with no love or idea about each other's personality. As for me, I was always skeptical about romance and relationships as they sounded absurd to me at one point of life. I even doubted how long would my marriage with him last for but thankfully for the first few years we respected our spaces.

Just like Alhaitham had tried various ways to express his feelings through gifts (by the suggestion of his friends ofc), my husband had also tried buying gifts but unfortunately he had less clue about my preferences. In short, he sucked at communication, which did make me smile a little as I read your work.

Love necessarily doesn't come just from gifts or sweet words but every gesture can be accounted to the bond. It doesn't have to be voiced out and can even be formed from common interests. Let's say I've been quite enthusiastic about games and books, which my husband happens to enjoy as well. We literally saved a falling apart marriage just from voicing out our common interests, so here's me hoping the same goes for Y/n and Alhaitham.

Just like how they discussed a little at the dinner table, I wish they continue to talk and bond over the little common things they had. Even in silence as they do the household chores, I hope they do it comfortably, knowing they have each other to help and get the work done. After all marriage is not always about being lovey-dovey, but also to show an actual teamwork and effort!!

Another wonderful story by Viva! (p.s English is not my first language, I apologize for any mistakes)

Thank you so much for telling me how my works have revoked such personal experiences, it’s always a goal of mine to want each work to resonate deeply with the reader at times. 🥹��

Alhaitham and wifey are getting through this rough patch together 🙏 they’re young and still learning.

Your English is perfect don’t worry 💕✨

Since you shared a piece of yourself I feel I should too, i write a lot of slow burns bc… I write them to learn more about love.

It might come across as a shocker but I’m actually very very unromantic, even in past relationships it was always a criticism of my character. However, even if I’m unromantic I can still love no?

Communication. Quality time. Respect. These are also key aspects of love, and the ones I personally enjoy most.

I feel that’s why I’m so attracted to characters with similar personalities/ vibe as me, and in the soulmate au, I wanted to explore it.

I’m not the biggest believer in opposites attract, for personally, I’d like to find the person who’s fingers fit into the gaps of mine. The other half who has my missing extra limbs and face all those years ago perhaps.

[starsomens]

Sorry but not sorry but dont hate me , But I will defend Noah even if someone (especially him) thinks it's ridiculous.

He has every right in the Universe to want to reinvent himself, to change who he is, who he wants to be, and any other aspect of his life.

If he no longer identifies with his past, the least we, human beings, can do is respect it, especially since he's made it clear that he's changed and that he's trying to move on, enjoy his life; the way he wants to, the way he deserves to.

Try to put yourself in his shoes. Would y'all like to be reminded, constantly reminded, demanded, of certain moments in your life if you have now evolved and are satisfied, happy? ?

We don't know if Noah also misses the way things used to be. What if he simply doesn't know how to be the way he used to be? Do y'all have any idea what it's like to miss yourself? ? There's also the possibility that he simply doesn't feel as connected to us as he used to and doesn't feel comfortable interacting.. it's a bit painful, but that's life. It's also, as he said, about being one sided, like, it's not because we like him that we should expect some kind of special treatment. If one day he decides to disappear, he owes us absolutely nothing.

...i hope i didnt sound too harsh. i love them, i love t "fandom" here n at x/twitter n ik that some of us who have real feelings for Noah might need a reality check.. dont b offended y'all, take care n love n support them cause they deserve t world n we're helping them get it lets gooooooooo 🔥✨♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

And I totally agree anon ! I’m someone who deeply believes that even from moment to moment we change

Physically, emotionally and mentally. We aren’t meant to stay the same forever. Personally I think if he tries he can fit the whole mysterious persona very well. Especially with the concept of the recent album.

Whatever he chooses or what what the band chooses to do with themselves and the themes, and the plots and all, I support. And if anything I think it’s fun and interesting to reinvent who you are as a person, you always end up discovering something about yourself in the process.

[unidentifiedlyingobject]

[a little fan theory of my own: if you've read or written something similar to this pls tell me I'd love to hear other people's takes on this]

The Flaming Sword

Yes, it's been there since The Beginning. This distinctive item first made its debut in the Good Omens timeline right back at the Garden of Eden, where as we all will remember, our adorable angel Aziraphale first revealed his deceptive talents. On the subject of the sword's whereabouts, Azi downright

lied

to God

(Obviously, this is an important step in the development of Zira's internal moral debate, one which subsequently lasts for 6000 years

I do hope I didn't do the wrong thing

and, relatively more importantly, leads on to the smiting of a certain sauntering demon - to clarify, the demon was smitten, I believe)

Maybe the flaming sword was the most influential factor playing into the development of Aziracrow's 6000 year old friendship? Well done sword.

Sword? Right. Big, sharp... cutty thing... Yes. Must've put it down somewhere... Forget my own head next

Later that season, following azi's discorperation, he is again asked as to the location of the fiery sword. Seems to me like a rather defining aspect of Aziraphale's angelic form, right?

Then, of course, at the season one finale it makes yet another appearance. The sword is Aziraphale's weapon of choice, it seems. A weapon that Aziraphale sees fit to battle against SATAN

and

y'know

THE END OF THE WORLD?!?!

Therefore, one can assume that this was the weapon that Aziraphale fought with in the Great War, heaven against Lucifer and his demons, who were ultimately cast down to hell for eternity.

Whiiiiiiiicchhhh leads me on to my point. Have I missed something important, or do any of you feel like a fiery sword might not be the most effective weapon to use in a battle against demons? We know that during the body swap, Crowley was not harmed by the fire, for the obvious reason that he is a demon. Furthermore, the angels use hellfire as a method for executing an angel

So let me repeat this: Any of you feel like a fiery sword might not be the most effective weapon to use in a battle against demons?

u n l e s s

unless Aziraphale never wanted to slaughter demons

after all, his ex-angel bestie was one of the people he was supposed to be fighting against, the angel who took so much joy in the beauty of God's (or perhaps their own) creation. The angel who only ever asked questions

see Aziraphale probably just wanted to talk it out over a nice cupperty

So maybe his weapon of choice was never intended to be used to hurt demons? another thought -- azi could've been fighting the angels in the Great War? fighting for Crowley? and for some reason he managed to escape Falling?

even so,

the item that he trusts, Aziraphale's characteristic flaming sword

is not even capable of harming who he has been taught as 'the enemy'

Now doesn't that tell you where Aziraphale's loyalties really lie?

and on a darker note... he presumably has the power to seriously harm his buddies upstairs

*cough*metatron*cough*

that's something which just doesn't seem right about our grey angel's flaming sword

[fantisyoflove]

So You Wanna Play With Magic- Part 8

Becoming familiar with one another seems to be more of challenge for Draco than it does for you.

WC: 3,299

As a rule Draco never drank more than one or two drinks at a time. Watching his father be consumed by his drinking during the war had turned him off the stuff for the most part. Watching his liquor was just second nature and he never felt the need to drink more.

Harry seemed to have no rules as to how much he drank. Draco couldn't fault him for that but as the night wore on Harry became very chatty and loose lipped.

"Ya' know she fancies you." He hiccuped as Draco was taking care of the tables tab.

"Hmm?" He hummed not paying attention. Harry had been rattling on about his time as an Auror and why he left for the last twenty minutes, Draco didn't even notice the change in topic.

"Y/n" He hiccuped. Draco froze.

Watching Harry from the corner of his eye he waited to see if he would keep talking.

Harry smiled as he noticed Dracos posture change. He may be extra talkative and yappy but he was very aware of what his words were doing to Draco.

"She thinks your fit. You could use that to your advantage. Might be harder to woo her if she didn't already have some kind of feelings fo you."

Draco turned slowly to face Harry, "You're pissed." He said flatly and stomped over to the door to apparate outside.

Harry followed close by and caught his wrist to pull him down a narrow alley. Draco snatched his arm back looking around quickly to make sure nobody saw.

"What are you doing?" He snarled.

Harry giggled, "Can you side along with me? Don't think I could make it on my own."

Draco rolled his eyes, "Take the knight bus you tosser."

"Such language." Harry sounded scandalized and clutched at his imaginary pearls.

"Piss of."

"Come on Draco..." Harry kept his hands in his pockets but leaned forward into Draco's space. He had to tilt his head back in order to look Draco in the face.

"Take me home." Harry said softly. He held Draco's gaze. A flash of something, he almost missed it, appeared in Draco's eyes. Harry smirked.

Draco didn't think he was holding his breath but he was getting very light headed. Shaking himself he growled, "Fine!" Before taking Harry by the arm and apperating back to his flat.

[]

You had apperated to Severus's house first to grab some extra clothes. He wasn't home at the time so you left a note with the puzzles you had to crack, he loved a good challenge without so much of the danger aspect.

He would probably owl you in the next few days with the answers. You crossed your fingers he didn't get them too quickly. Might as well be out of the job if Snape could crack the codes faster than you could.

You still had to finish the report and turn in the dagger to the family but that could wait until tomorrow.

You just wanted to go to Harry's and sleep forever.

[]

Draco managed to get them both inside with minimal touching.

Which is what he wanted.

Clearly.

He let go of Harry as soon as they were through the door but Harry grabbed onto his arm again as he pulled off his shoes.

"Right. Good night Potter." Draco clipped as he waited stiffly for Harry to let go of him.

"Oh come off it Draco where do you go when you're not here, hm?" Harry started pulling on Draco towards the stairs.

"Y/n will be back any day now, you said you both should practice living together. Why not start now?"

"You're drunk, Potter."

"True. But that doesn't mean you should go back to that other flat you got all alone." Draco yanked his arm back at that.

"I am NOT sleeping with you!" His voice shook.

Harry's eyebrows shot up but then a soft smile spread across his lips.

"I never said anything about sleeping." He teased.

Draco's eyes widened and he turned to go. Harry caught his wrist again.

"Oh come off it Draco, I am just teasing. We have a spare bedroom." Harry gestured upstairs.

Draco paused and lifted an eyebrow. They both stood there for an odd amount of time. Harry felt that if he moved or said any more he would scare Draco off for good. That wasn't his goal, really. He didn't want to make Draco feel uncomfortable. It just seemed, to Harry, that Draco was where he was a few years ago.

Lost, confused, questioning everything he has ever been told. Harry grew up with strict, abusive, and homophobic adults. People who were supposed to care for him but who also pressed a very ugly version of their truth onto him. He could see the similar signs in Draco.

One step.

More like a half step half shift of footing was all Draco had to do to make Harry smile right then.

He shifted and Harry Potter smiled that million dollar smile at him.

He never smiled much in school, Draco remembered. And definitely never towards him.

Draco let Harry lead him upstairs.

Draco had been upstairs one other time. When Harry had needed help in the room at the very end of the hallway. Draco had noticed the lack of doors right away. In the manor all the doors were shut tight to all rooms at all times.

At Potter's, he didn't have any door to begin with, mind the bathroom door.

Draco stood at the landing down the hallway. A bedroom and bathroom on one side and two more bedroom on the other side.

The bathroom door was left ajar. Draco could see into the room Harry was working in before, but the doorway had a shimmer to it. If you looked at it just right you could see the clear signs of magic creating a door to contain anything inside.

The other two rooms he could also see into from this point and he noticed you right away.

"Harry," He whispered and pointed towards your sleeping form.

Harry had his wand in hand and waved it in a large zed pattern in front of him.

"It's her." He whispered back. He was clearly relieved.

"If she's home and asleep then nothing went wrong!" He said in an excited whisper.

Draco just nodded once. He felt a pull in his gut to go to you but he held back. No doubt it would probably be best if Harry went in first.

Draco saw it then, that immediate instinct Harry had to go to you. Harry had dropped his wrist and taken a step forward before he froze.

Turning back he gave an embarrassed smile. "Come on then, let me show you where you can sleep." He didn't try to touch Draco again but just walked into the spare room.

Draco looked around. A bed, pushed up against the only free wall. The other three walls were covered with book shelves. The shelves went from floor to ceiling and even above the door.

"She likes to read." He said softly as he turned on the tall light standing in the corner.

"She'll be alright then?" He asked firmly. There was a catch in his throat though.

"Yea, loads better after some shut eye. " Harry nodded to himself.

Draco sniffed and nodded once before stepping further in the room.

"How do...How do I ...." Draco cleared his throat and stuck his hands into his pockets. "How do I win her over?"

Harry didn't think Draco could shock him anymore in his lifetime.

"You already have." Harry shrugged and gave a small wave to Draco. "Good night."

[]

You woke up the next morning with Harry's limbs tangled around you and his warm breath soft against your neck. You turned to kiss his forehead, he didn't stir.

While working you realized you no longer felt Draco's feelings in the back of your mind. You hadn't paid attention to if it was because of the distance, the time apart, or both.

It became more obvious to how you felt without his feelings when after a few minutes awake they bloomed back in your mind.

So they were also muted while he was sleeping, you made a mental note of that.

The sharp pang of jealousy hit the back of your head. You glanced up just in time to see a hint of Draco as he walked by the doorway.

You slipped away easily from Harry and tiptoed down the stairs.

Anger, dread, jealousy, all weigh heavily against the back of your mind. It's enough to make tears prick in the corner of your eyes but you blink them away.

"Draco?" You call, he is almost out the door. He paused but doesn't turn.

"Please stay."

Draco was staring straight out the door. He breathed in a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment.

Steeling himself he grunted in agreement before turning back and shutting the door behind him.

[]

You started the kettle in the kitchen and waved your wand to start cooking some breakfast.

"I was thinking," You begin, you can hear Draco settling down at the table while you face the stove. "I have to turn in my reports for this last assignment and what if you happen to be out and we run into each other downtown. We could get coffee or lunch and then have a reporter on stand by just in case."

Confusion and then clarity as Draco picked up on what you were saying.

"Yes, yes that will work. Say 11:30."

The glee came off of him in waves but his face was neutrally blank.

"11:30" You respond.

You finished your report as you ate. Draco, ever the vision of prim and proper, was sitting up straight as a board. He eyed your posture but didn't say anything.

You finished right as Harry strolled into the kitchen. You had left him a plate on the counter. He pulled you in for a kiss, as always, one hand in your hair the other pulling you in by your waist.

You only remembered to pull back when that constant twinge of jealousy flared brighter. You decided not to comment on it.

"Alright, I'm off to work. Play nice, boys!"

[]

Draco was more than eager to leave as soon as you did.

Harry just shook his head and tucked into his breakfast

[]

Handing in your report you were a little nervous you would be sent right back out on another assignment but thankfully they took the file and the dagger without any fuss. You were free to go right after.

You took your time checking in with others on your floor. You had plenty of time before you had to 'run into' Draco Malfoy.

Dean was at his desk working quietly when you came over.

"Y/n? Back so soon?" He joked setting his quill aside. "We were worried. You were gone so long Harry was scraping the bottom of the barrel for people to hang out with."

You gave him an odd look, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't he tell you? Harry had Malfoy over at the footie club to play Quidditch. He even bought us all drinks after, Malfoy did."

"Oh no we haven't had a chance to talk yet since I've been back."

"Ah well he will probably tell you then, but Malfoy wasn't half bad. Kept his own in the game and seemed alright at the pub."

"Interesting, I've wondered what Malfoy has been up to as of late."

"Yea... Hey you doing alright?"

"Hmm? Yea of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

Dean looked embarrassed as he fiddled with his quill again. He stared at the splotch of ink left on his fingers. "Seamus and I just wanted to check in ... you know.. since Potter and you ... split."

"Oh yes right! We are both doing fine. It was fo the best! You know, no hard feelings. Like you and Ginny, yea." He met your eyes at that and gave a small smile.

"Just crazy 'innit. I think everyone has changed since school... since the war."

You took his hand and gave it a squeeze. "Let Seamus know I am doing just fine, but if he must I'll take on of his famous apple cakes. You know, to make me feel better." You gave him a wink and he smiled brighter.

Your pocket watch tingged letting you know it was time to go and you bid Dean a farewell.

Through the lobby and out on the street you glanced around for the familiar white haired man.

Draco was walking towards you, you noticed his eyes flicked to you before focusing back at something far behind you.

You tried your best to look nonchalant as you pretended to trip on a cobblestone and fell right into Draco's arms.

He looked truly startled. He probably thought you both would just casually recognize one another and say hello. No one was going to think that would ever happen.

You couldn't have planned it any better. As you tripped he was so startled he didn't have time to react right away so you were closer to actually falling. One arm wrapped around your shoulders and the other on your waist, dipping you as he stopped your fall.

A single flash of light and then Draco was pulling you back upright.

"Are you alright?"

"Malfoy? Sorry I didn't mean..."

"No, no." He fixed his jacket as he pulled back from you suddenly. "My mistake. "

You gave him a soft smile and watched a blush creep up his neck. He was feeling flustered and unsure and maybe he had never had to ask someone out before but he was frozen.

He put his hands in his pockets and shifted from foot to foot.

"Can I buy you lunch?" You ask checking your watch.

Draco smiled and nodded offering his elbow to you.

You smirk but accept his arm even though you find yourself leading him to a café that has outdoor tables.

The flash before you realize was a photographer who now seemed to be tailing you both, not too subtly.

[]

You found yourself actually enjoying a conversation with Malf- Draco. You couldn't talk about the arranged marriage so the simple back and forth of two people catching up flowed easily.

He told you about his work in the Ministry for a period before moving towards potions and getting his mastery in potions.

You were genuinely shocked to hear he was working on improving the process for different potions used with lycanthropy.

You spoke little about your own work. It was still a touchy subject for Draco. His visibly tensed and the overwhelming feelings he had about it gave you a slight headache.

You tried not to notice but several heads had turned to stare during your time. The waitress especially. Draco's face was well recognizable and he had been in the papers several times after the war. First calling his whole family out for being death eaters and then his trials.

In the end the Malfoy's spent time in Azkaban but the public seemed to think they were not punished enough for their crimes.

Thankfully nobody approached you during your time there. You could feel it in the back of his mind. The fear of confrontation and the alertness he felt to protect you.

"Can I see you again?" He said during a comfortable lull in conversation.

"I'd like that." You made plans to have dinner together in a few days.

He walked you towards the area where you could apperate. His hand brushing against yours as you walked. You wanted to take his hand in yours but that seemed too rushed.

He felt nervous and jittery but his outward appearance was calm. You privately wonder how often he has had to be the picture of perfection while feeling like he was falling apart on the inside.

You refrain from mentioning the new development in your bond. Hopefully he isn't thinking about it too much and doesn't start shutting down internally as much as he does externally.

He pulled you from your thoughts as he grabbed your hand and placed a chaste kiss to your knuckles.

"See you soon." He said softly and gave you a wink before disapperating on the spot.

[]

Draco went to the flat he got for the two of you. He wanted to go somewhere he could privately have his meltdown.

Once inside he felt like he was gasping for air. He yanked his tie loose and started shedding his robes right to the floor.

He fell to his knees and rocked back on his heels looking up at the ceiling.

His chest heaved and he ranked his hands through his hair.

The overwhelming fear was crushing him now. Vaguely he hoped you couldn't feel his emotions now. He remembered his mother saying it could be weaker if you both were apart or not concentrating on it. But he couldn't be too bothered to worry. He had held the feelings back for so long they were bursting from him.

He took his time to breath and regain his composure. He fixed his hair and redressed before pacing the flat a few times to make sure he was ready.

Then he popped down to get a take away and disapperated to Harry's flat.

[]

The kiss had left you feeling giddy. As soon as Draco vanished the space where his emotions were reflected in your mind felt empty. You were starting to miss the feelings in your mind but figured it was better you didn't know everything.

Back home Harry was working in the back room so you busied yourself with some cleaning spells and then settled down with a book on the couch.

Harry came downstairs just as the sun was beginning to set. He yawned and stretched before laying out on the couch directly on top of you.

You huffed a laugh, "Harry!"

"Mmm, oh y/n didn't see you there!" He joked as he rolled from his stomach to his back while still laying across your back.

You ran your fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes enjoying the attention.

"Missed you." He whispered.

You kissed his forehead, "missed you too."

You stared at his relaxed face and traced your finger along his hair line, then down his nose, and across his cheeks.

He hummed contently loving the soft touches.

"Bit late to cook, eh?" He said without opening his eyes.

You opened your mouth to respond but then the front door opened.

Your first reaction was to yank your wand from your bun and aim it straight for the doorway.

Harry pushed your hand gently down, "it's probably Malfoy."

Indeed it was. Draco strolled in with two bags of takeaway in his arms.

"Potter."

"Malfoy."

What was once a harsh greeting now seemed to be a little inside jest to them. Their tones were light and Harry was smiling at Draco.

Draco went to the kitchen and starting laying things out on the counter. Harry jumped up eagerly but paused when you grabbed his hand.

"So Malfoy just pops in with food now is it?"

"So he is Malfoy again?" Harry asked "and I thought you two were getting on."

Cheeky bastard, you thought.

[]

Dinner was... different. While you and Draco had genuinely enjoyed your time together at lunch, having Harry here felt like it would change the mood. Surprisingly Harry and Draco moved and spoke together in the kitchen like friends.

You watched from the living room as you let the comforting feelings of content wash over your mind with Draco present.

Maybe this could really work.

[zukkaoru]

i dont want to pry but i rly liked your trans yuki headcanons and im rly interested on what other stuff u have to say abt her character/backstory/anything really. im rly a big fan of your fics n i like your hcs n ideas in general and this is one thats sort of stuck with me because of the possibilities it has. anyways have a nice day x) (pls ramble as much as u want im all ears 😭😭)

ahhh thank you so much!! and yes i will galdly talk about my headcanons!!

okay so to me, yuki holds personal choice and her own free will in very high regard. this goes along with the fact that she was supposed to merge with tengen as a spv but ultimately didn't go through with it. as far as i know, it's unclear in canon why she didn't go through with the merger, but i think her own choice to walk away played a major role in it and the higher ups let her do it bc of her technique (and because they're cowards who fear special grade sorcerers but that's another conversation)

in terms of appearance and presentation, i think yuki likes to play around with that sort of stuff. this is why yuki w dark roots/bleached hair is so special to me. i think she gets piercings, and then lets them close up once she's tired of them. i think she gets tattoos, and then maybe gets a few covered up. i think she should get to dye her hair purple and blue and pink and whatever other colors she wants. i think she enjoys buying new clothes and putting outfits together and making herself look how she feels, and her being trans just fits in with that so well. and i think she knew she was trans from a young age, and that solid aspect of her identity was something she could hold onto even as a star plasma vessel who isn't supposed to have a sense of identity, and that was how she knew she wanted to continue living as herself instead of merging with tengen. and along with the clear choices yuki has made concerning her appearance, i also think she doesn't cover up any of the things that are proof she's lived. she doesn't cover up her scars or freckles or moles with makeup. she doesn't shave her arms or legs. because she wasn't supposed to live as long as she has - she was supposed to merge with tengen and lose herself in the process - so everything that is evidence of the life she's lived is a reminder of how far she's come. they're a reminder that she chose to live, and it's a choice she wakes up and makes every day.

i don't think yuki was ever very close to her parents, and she never really had friends at school either. she learned to rely on herself when she was young, so by the time she ended up at jujutsu high, she was already independent. i do, however, think she got along fine with her classmates. but she clashed with the higher ups and most of her teachers quite a bit, and was always labelled as a troublemaker. i also think she had to fight hard to get full acknowledgement as a special grade - a lot harder than gojo and geto, who were basically just given their rankings. i think she had to prove herself several times over before the higher ups finally promoted her to special grade. i also think she was probably the sort of student who would not hesitate to call out the teachers if they were wrong about something, or ask questions that no one else wants to think about the answers to (hence, her going off and doing research on her own after she graduated)

i also think, at some point, she told the higher ups' her intention to study cursed energy and curses and figure out a way to cut off the problem at its source, and they all laughed in her face. i think the higher ups have basically ridiculed/taunted/looked down upon her from the moment she rejected her merger, and there are a lot of rumors spread about her that paint her in a negative light because of it. sometimes, she plays into them just because it gets people to leave her alone. in reality, she can be kind when she wants, but she's also tough and mean and and blunt and doesn't care if she hurts your feelings. she prefers to work alone, but she has a soft spot for people she can see her younger self in - people who are trying to figure out who they are and what their purpose in the world is. i think this is probably why she took in todo and trained him; she saw something in him that reminded her of herself, back when she was desperate for even one other person who understood, and she took on that role of being todo's one person who could understand

anyway this is long already so i'll stop here but. to me, the best yuki is one who shamelessly alive. someone who nearly had her soul taken away from her and now knows how precious it is to be in your own body and make your own choices. she doesn't have time for regret or guilt. she's determined and stubborn. she's powerful, and she isn't afraid to prove it. she's smart, she's strong, she's flawed, and she is herself

[mental-health-advice]

Hey my friend.

I'm a single woman in my mid twenties living with my family in S country where mental health is not considered important. I've tried getting help many a times but it didn't helped much.

I'm a introvert by nature. I don't have friends. Not able to fit myself in societal norms. Lost my best friend and my sister a year ago. She was the only one who understand me. After her death i was devastated. Not focusing on my career, family n further life. For coping i start to follow celebrity activities. From last 9-10 months watching every interview of them again n again, obsessing over them, reading wattpad, active on twitter, religiously Staning that artist. Feel sad when their song doesn't perform well or some other famous celebrity say something bad about them. That was not me. I regret everyday I behave like this. But this is the only thing make me feel something other then hurting myself. If I don't do do that celebrity worship and try to distract myself only thoughts came to my mind is to hurt myself.

Also I'm doubting my sexuality too n nobody is gonna accept me with that in my country.

I know I'm not able to express my feelings well but I'm trying so hard. Please help.

Hey there,

Firstly, you need to try to give yourself some more credit as I feel as though you were able to express yourself quite well in your Ask that you sent us.

I am so sorry to hear that you lost both your sister and best friend. It’s never easy when you lose someone no matter under what circumstances and especially if you don’t have anyone else like friends or family you are close to that you can count on/ depend on when things get really bad and you are just really needing to talk to someone.

Whilst I don’t feel as there is anything wrong with obsessing over certain celebrities and following them on social media, I can understand why you don’t like this aspect of yourself or the fact that you feel like you have to do this behaviour in order to not hurt yourself. Have you checked out some of our pages on our website? We do have some helpful pages like on a list of distractions that you could give a go when the need to want to hurt yourself arises. We also have pages on alternatives to hurting yourself and reasons not to. I encourage you to check them out if/ when you have the time to.

It can be so hard if where you live isn’t really supportive or knows much about mental health. It’s great that you have tried to reach out for help though in the past, I am just sorry that it didn’t work out so well for you. That must have been really frustrating to go out of your way to get help only to not being able to get it in the end. Have you tried to see your local doctor or GP to try to get a referral to see a counsellor or a therapist? There are also some helplines and web counselling services you can give a try too if you haven’t already! We also have a page on getting help which may be helpful to give a read.

I really hope that this has helped a bit and please do let us know if we can help to support you in any other way!

I’m thinking of you and hope that you are going well!

Take care,

Lauren

[calif0rnia-lovers]

four letters.

a/n: 1/10 of stories I was initially hesitant to post. not glorifying adultery, just an idea i got from this song.

part: 1/3

pairing: miguel galindo x elena

warnings: themes of adultery. not really smut in this part, it's literally a paragraph?

summary: they met when Miguel's family would visit during the summer. each summer vacation was a mixture of stolen glances and moments. time has passed, and summers are no longer theirs. every time he leaves Mexico, he leaves her with a promise. one day he'll be hers--and only hers. years in and Elena must decide if what she feels for Miguel is love, or something else.

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Diamonds.

Universally, they represent love. A promise of commitment. A priceless gift you give the woman who has your heart. A gift with the power to project the facade of happiness. A gift with the power to distract even the most intelligent woman from her man’s past mistakes.

And for that reason, diamonds are Miguel’s favorite gift to give.

Each call to his jeweler inspires a substantial chunk of change and a customized gift. The said gift is invariably dressed in a black velvet box, sealed with a golden ribbon. Delivered to an office in Sinaloa on the same day, always two months apart.

Always accompanied with a neatly penned note. A date, time, and location. Short and to the point, signed M.

It arrives two days before him. The need to reschedule, or the mention of a conflict in scheduling, never allowed.

Each delivery carries the same false promise.

One day, my love.

This time, his promise comes in emerald green.

Pressed and shaped into glimmering flowers to accent the black dress she wears. Although the dress itself is a beautiful work of art, fitting as though it was designed just for her, no one is focused on Elena’s dress.

Their focus is on the dollar sign hanging from her neck. It’s impossible to miss. Only so many people, in Sinaloa, could afford such a beautiful piece. With her long dark locks pinned, to rest at the top of her head, Miguel’s necklace is on full display. Paired with her beauty, it is distracting. So distracting, no one notices the matching hairpins.

"You look beautiful as always."

Her heart flutters. A soft smile brightens Elena's face as a familiar warmth trickles down her spine.

A soft kiss ghosts the curve of her shoulder, Miguel's smile coming to rest against her cheek.

“I see my gift suits you well.” His touch lingers against the curve of her neck, pausing to trace the petal of an emerald flower. The smile on his lips is one of admiration, his playful eyes briefly lifting to meet hers. “It seems you’ve attracted the attention of the entire restaurant.”

“Don’t sound too surprised, Mr. Galindo.” Elena’s eyes roll, the grin on her lips causing his to grow. “You’re acting as if this is something new. People always stare at me.”

“Trust me, I know. It's not something I particularly enjoy."

“Too bad,” Elena smiles, lifting her glass of wine to her lips. “I like it when people stare at me, and you are late. You’re lucky I didn’t leave with someone else.”

“Nicholas…” Miguel reads from the baby pink card.

The question in his tone is barely audible, bogged down by something Elena has never heard--at least not from Miguel. It is hard for her to pinpoint. But as she pushes her heels aside, she’s almost certain it is jealousy.

She rounds the corner to find Miguel standing in the center of her kitchen. He has stripped himself of his jacket the white fabric draped carelessly across the back of a nearby stool. His back remains to her as she crosses the room. He does not turn to acknowledge her, even after she drops her purse to the countertop before him.

His focus is no longer on the message.

Ellie. Congratulations on the promotion. We should celebrate. Until then--enjoy your favorites. x Nicholas.

His attention has shifted to the vase of lilies and peonies. A mixture of pinks, white, and corals. A fresh take from the white roses Miguel typically sends.

"These are your favorites?" His thumb gently rubs the petal of a lily. His brow arches as he glances in her direction. "How come you never said anything?"

Elena's eyes lift from the hairpins resting in her palm. Shaking her curls loose, she lets off a tiny shrug.

"The roses are always very beautiful, Miguel." Standing on her toes, she places a kiss against his cheek. "I really appreciate them. You know that."

The words of reassurance are not enough to divert his attention. The soft kiss she leaves against his cheek earns her a glance.

“I didn’t realize you were...seeing anyone.”

“You mean, aside from the man who only comes to see me when his schedule allows?” The slight roll of her eyes tightens Miguel’s jaw. “Because that would be ridiculous.”

She ignores his expression, reaching around him to retrieve the card. She returns it to its original resting place.

“It’s not ridiculous,” Miguel states this as if it is a fact. “Not when you spent the last hour talking about us over dinner--.”

She can’t stop it. The laugh she releases silences Miguel. It is not a sound typically directed at him. It is a sound that makes his skin crawl, eats at him deep inside. Sparks the need to prove himself. It's a feeling he's hated his entire life.

“I’m sorry,” Elena clears her throat, the smile remaining on her lips as he focuses his scowl in the direction of the lilies. “It’s just. I thought we didn’t do that.”

Miguel chooses not to respond. Instead, he focuses on undoing his cuffs. He knows she’s right.

They don’t do that--share personal details about their lives. Or probe for them. In fact, at this point, they’re typically already undressed--the idea of talking about their lives the last thing on their minds.

Elena watches Miguel’s gaze return to the bouquet. They study the flowers before passing over the darkened living room. Searching for other intrusions, signs of another man, that were not here during his last appearance.

“Come on, Mikey,” she sings softly. The warmth of her palms brings his gaze to hers. “Did you come all the way here just to ruin my weekend?”

The corner of his lips turns up. His gaze drops, following the path of Elena’s touch. It drifts down the chest of his shirt pausing to undo the buttons.

“Because I thought you came because you missed me. Isn't that what you said on the phone?” Her lips press against the curve of his jaw, her smile growing as his lips instinctively move to meet hers. She giggles, turning to grind back against him. “So, show me how much you missed me.”

His response is immediate, his hands pressing into the curves of her hips. The weight of his chest pressing her body forward and towards the closest stable surface. With her heels abandoned, her weight shifts to her toes. She stumbles forward in a clumsy attempt at maintaining her balance. She gasps as the chill of the marble countertop presses against the heat of her cheek. A perfect contrast to the hot and heavy hands pushing up the skirt of her dress. Their first exchange is always the same. Quick and messy. Both focused solely on satisfying the need that has built up in their time apart. The note is fresh in his mind and fuels his movements. Bruise his fingers into her hips, leaves her breathless as he sets a pace that nearly splits her open.

Elena can feel the warmth of her cheeks slowly creeping throughout her body as she concentrates on the task at hand.

"What?"

Instead of lifting her gaze, to meet the ones watching her every move, she tries for a second time to tug down the zipper of her dress.

Miguel doesn't speak. Instead, he motions for her to turn around.

The silence, which falls over the darkened kitchen, is a part of the routine. One that lasts long enough for their pulses to taper off. For their highs to drift away, opening their minds to reality.

Elena focuses on the glow of moonlight on the marble before her.

She breaks the silence, her words soft as she tries to press out any sign of hopefulness in her voice. Sounding eager about any aspect of their arrangement has never turned out good.

"Are you leaving tonight?"

The room is quiet, Miguel's fingers pausing for the briefest of seconds. He shifts forward, ducking down to allow his lips to press a soft kiss between her shoulder blades.

"Not tonight." A soft smile finds his lips as she glances over her shoulder at him. "It's your birthday tomorrow. I wouldn't miss it."

She can't suppress the smile that spreads across her face as his lips press against her cheek. His eyes drop to the watch on his wrist as she turns to face him.

“Looks like we got two hours before it's officially Saturday," he chuckles as her arms wrap around his neck.

"Is it too early to start with my birthday demands?"

His response is a soft kiss, his hand drifting to the nape of her neck. It's a kiss that melts her body into his, knotting his fingers in the softness of her hair. By the time he’s pulled away, her pulse is unsteady. His lips brush against her forehead, his touch lingering against her skin before he takes a step back.

"I'll start the bath." He grins, his eyes drifting towards the wine across the room. “Get a bottle or two, and join me.”

“I’ll be up in a minute.”

Her eyes close as his lips press against her forehead. They remain closed as she listens to his footsteps track through the quiet house. They soon fade out as he reaches the top of the steps, and Elena allows her eyes to open.

Her breath catches, her teeth tugging at her lip as her fingers gently brush against her neck. She finds herself standing before the mirror at the base of her steps. Her eyes pass over her reflection, lingering on her disheveled curls, the flush of her cheeks, her swollen lips, the hazy green glow from the moonlit flowers against her skin.

Her fingers comb through her hair, gathering the locks and pushing them over her shoulder. Unlatching the clasp, she carefully places the necklace on the countertop. She leaves it alongside the emerald hairpins. The breath she takes is deep. Her lungs hold the air until they begin to burn. With the weight of her necklace gone her shoulders fall, feeling weightless, as she exhales.

The excitement of his admission bubbles in her stomach, her hands clasping together as she forces herself to take a second breath. This time, as she excels, the excitement slowly deflates.

Getting your hopes up is foolish, Ellie.

Elena turns and crosses the dark kitchen in search of wine.

She retrieves two wine glasses from the cabinet. She pauses, elbows resting against the countertop, as she studies the bottles of wine on display against the cream backsplash. Her fingers stop short of her bottle of choice as a faint jingle fills the quiet room.

Abandoning the task at hand, Elena naturally retrieves her purse. The rose gold iPhone she finds inside is silent, screen pitch black. The ringing is louder now. Her head turns, her brow furrowing, as she looks towards the white jacket draped across the back of the stool to her right.

There is a brief moment of hesitation. A voice of warning--telling her "leave it"--in the back of Elena's mind as she reaches for the jacket.

A silence falls over the room--a blessing in disguise. It is her out. The reminder for Elena to adhere to the promise she made herself the moment she met Miguel Galindo.

Never snoop--never bite off more than you can chew.

What is the saying about curiosity?

With the touch of her finger, the screen illuminates. It reveals a missed call from Emily Galindo. It is not the name that gives Elena pause, but the photo behind the notification. A photo Elena has never seen or anticipated. A photo that breaks the fantasy Elena has spent the evening willingly participating in.

The fantasy typically lasts a few more hours. The one where they both pretend Miguel doesn’t have another life he has built outside of her. A life Miguel's never provided insight into. A life Elena has never asked--nor searched--for details on.

Maybe if she had, she wouldn’t have been blindsided by what all his life across the border entails.

The round brown eyes staring back at her own are innocent. Accompanied by a head of dark curls and soft cheeks. The blue top the infant wears matches Miguel’s jacket.

Miguel wears a smile--a distinct smile. The smile wore by every proud father.

One day, my love. I just need time.

The soft plea echos through her mind. It is the same he has whispered each departure when she has asked him to stay--even if just for an hour longer.

Time.

It’s all he’s ever needed. And all she has given.

The arrival of a message paints Elena’s kitchen in a blue glow--breaking her haze of confusion surrounding this new revelation.

Hope you made it safely. Call me when you’re settled. Love you.

Elena's stomach tightens as she rereads the message.

She jumps, her body scrambling to catch the phone as it nearly slips through her fingers. Miguel’s voice drifts down the stairs.

“Need help picking the wine?”

“No--it’s okay. I'm coming.” Elena shakes her head, returning the phone to its original place. She replaces the phone with two wine glasses, mindlessly grabbing the closest bottle.

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[bisexual-horror-fan]

Sam Wescott NSFW Alphabet.

Sooo after doing Buddy Swanson alphabet of course I had to do one for Sam. Similar to Buddy I consider myself the Sam Wescott expert, again I started his tag on Ao3 and have written him the most so far so fucking here we are! I love him, the sweetest and softest slasher I am into, here we go!

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

The best word I have to describe Sam Wescott is concerned. He is so concerned about you and your comfort, always. He will do anything you need on your come down. He would run a bath, would get you anything you wanted to eat, change the sheets if you so requested, he doesn't want you to do anything, he's got it under control and he would INSIST. Seriously you want something just name it and it is happening. Would love to have a shower with you post sex.

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

His hands for sure, no doubt about it. So much experience working outdoors, very skilled with them, rough and well worked, he isn’t the most confident guy but when it comes to his hands he is. They make him feel capable. Loves to touch you, run his hands over you, loves to feel you up with them and let’s be real the man is great at fingering.

Now for you he loves your lips, man is WEAK for kissing, will sometimes find himself staring at them while talking with you, loves the taste of you, just cannot get enough of kissing you or of you kissing him well basically anywhere. The sweet things you can say with them and listen he can’t help it if he is obsessed with how they look and feel wrapped around his cock.

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

Okay so I totally have this idea that a big unexpected fave of his that he never anticipated liking so much until it happened is having you make a mess of him. Like blow and jerk him off and make him cum on his own stomach and then lick it up and then his refractory period is basically non-existent.

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

Okay so one of the hottest things or ideas to him is you forgoing underwear in public and letting him know in some way that you have. Whether taking his hand and letting him feel or maybe a racy picture sent or flashing him with no one around at that moment and holy shit he is achingly hard.

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

More than you would think! For a guy who seems so nervous and unassuming you’d think he wouldn’t have much experience but Sam has been around a bit. Much more down for a casual hook-up than you would think. Typically parties and get together where he has had some drinks to help settle some of those nerves. But more importantly he is so enthusiastic and willing to please.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

You on top. He loves it so much, to have you over him, being able to feel you up and help pull you down onto him, he loves you being able to take it at your own pace and use him however you want to find your release. Totally in awe of you riding him, put your hands on his chest as you do, lean down and kiss him or whisper things to him and fuck he won’t be able to hold back from bucking up into you.

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

Oh the boy can do both, when he gets all flustered he is much more prone to laughing and making some jokes, but take my word for it, Sam can be so insanely sensual, surprisingly can be great at maintaining the mood. Doesn’t take himself too seriously thankfully.

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

Yeah totally matches, light and soft curls, doesn’t let it grow out much, trims it semi often, has never shaved and certainly never waxed and has no intention of it. Might try shaving it if you wanted him to but he wouldn’t do it unprompted. Overall great personal hygiene.

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

Ugh romance thy name is Sam Wescott. Like hot damn he can be the most romantic fucker you have ever come across. It is ridiculous. Would touch you with such care and reverence and would say some of the sweetest things. Wouldn’t be every time but you’d never, ever have to ask for romance from Sam.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Totally think that he has a hard time keeping quiet when he does. He just gets so into it. Also totally uses lube, like not lotion, nice lube, totally amps it up for him and I also think he edges himself, not super hard but a few soft edges he’s learned can make his eventual orgasm so much better. Legit just picture poor Sam, one hand over his mouth, eyes shut tight, moaning into his palm as his other hand is slick with lube, fisting his cock, already edged a few times and getting so close he can’t stop the sounds from spilling out? Hot.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Has a few kinks, not all but have some of the biggest.

PRAISE! This man has the biggest fucking praise kink around, both ways. Loves to talk you up so much. Please praise him, tell him what is working and what feels good, nothing gets to him more than you encouraging him vocally.

Body worship. Sam will literally worship every fucking sqaure inch of your body, hands and mouth working in tandem, just positively everywhere until you are a complete puddle. Getting you off gets him off hard.

Denial. Can’t help it, delayed gratification, and you teasing him, frustrating him, gets to him badly, makes him unbelievably hard, and after some good edging he is a total flustered mess and is leaking massive amounts of pre-cum. Is a bit embarrassed he is so into it.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Outdoors! Not like he is a huge exhibtioinist just loves being outside, some of his favorite things have happened outside. I headcanon there is this hill at Camp Clear Vista that Sam likes to sit on, can see most of the camp from there, loves to sit there and clear his head, it’s his favorite place. Late at night under the stars, just being out at camp in general, in a tent or a cabin, the forest. Also totally a fan of shower sex.

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

You wanting him. Showing clear desire and intent, especially if it is some place that you can’t right away. Like you whispering something dirty to him, or feeling him up, a particular look. Oof. He really wants to be wanted and desired so that gets him going like nothing else. Like you being almost desperate for him is perfection. The idea of you clinging to him, tugging on his clothes and almost grinding on him, begging him to just touch you let alone fuck you? He is on you so fast.

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

Degradation. Like I could not see him having it in him, does not have the heart to engage in extreme degradation. A casual flippant comment in the heat of the moment during a rougher session? Maybe. But you aren’t gonna have him doing some hardcore degrading, sorry he just isn’t that guy. Also any hard pain play either. Making you cry because it feels so good? Yes. Crying from pain? Hard no.

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

Oh my fucking God! So don’t ask me how or why this got started but this is my strongest held Sam headcanon. I believe that Sam Wescott is GOD-TIER at giving oral. Eating pussy or sucking dick he is too fucking good and why? How?! Not sure. He just is. Maybe it is him being so enthusiastic and willing to please but he is. I think that is what he has the most experience in. Man will stay down there all night for real if that is what you want. Also turns him on a lot, can totally catch him not so subtly grinding against the bed or palming himself while doing it. Has totally just gone down on you and jerked himself off more than once.

So much bigger giver than a receiver, but still loves, loves, loves when you give. Total mess when you do it, barely knows what to do with himself, totally lets you take the lead on that, he is big and knows it but will appreciate however much you try and take. Won’t say it but loves when you gag on it, doesn’t have to say it because it is obvious he loves it from the way his thighs tense and the strained sounds that leave him as he tries to resist fucking into your mouth.

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

Slow and sensual for fucking sure. Can go faster, a more steady pace but still doesn’t jump to being rough. Work him up enough and beg for it and you can totally get that from him. Can totally get caught up in the heat of the moment and really fuck you. Again a decent mix but typically slower and more sensual.

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

Usually likes a mid-length session, loves a longer one and is down for quickies but they aren’t his favorite. Most of his interests and kinks lend themselves better to longer sessions. Quickies are great after a healthy and hearty amount of teasing, you tease him for a few hours where he can’t do anything about it when you do get alone it isn’t gonna last super long, he won’t be able to hold himself back.

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

Again name of the game for Sam is pleasing you so he is totally down to try what you want, open to experiment and risk for you but isn’t gonna suggest it super openly. He does have some spicier interests and leanings but would be worried about opening up about them at the start, it takes a while for him to get comfortable with that.

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

Depends on how much work you put in beforehand, how much foreplay and how in need he is, how long it has been since you last were together. Can go for three or four with little issue but can be satisfied with just one. The man is fit, young and healthy, what else do you expect?

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

Does not own a single toy himself, but would be down to use some with you! I could see his favorite being a bullet vibe, something small yet powerful and precise and using it to great effect on you. Also even though he wouldn’t readily admit it, if you are into it and get into it he could be down with using a paddle.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oooo he likes it a little too much. Typically loves and prefers to be on the receiving end of it but loves to return it. Once he figures out just what gets to you he will use it to his advantage. Likes to see you being flustered in public as opposed to him for once, loves to get you to the point of begging.

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

Yes dear God, part of why a semi-public hook up is extra risky with him is because he has the hardest time shutting himself up. Again loves to praise and be praised, can’t help saying such sweet things to you, moaning, cursing, grunts of effort just on and on, like damn Sam can you calm down for like a sec? Cover his mouth or gag him for crying out loud, or don’t because he sounds amazing. Will still try to talk when close or cumming but it just ends up breaking apart with his moans. So good.

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

Oh okay so this is a fun one. I totally think his ears and neck are weirdly sensitive. You wanna see him flushed and flustered as hell and unable to stop himself from grinding against you mid-make out? That is the best way to get it to happen! The thought of it though, you initiate like that. He is sitting at the couch and you come up behind him, wrap your arms around his neck and lean in close, lips brush the shell of his ear and you whisper to him, “Hey Sammy. You busy?” and then you start to kiss his neck and he tenses so quickly. Let your hands start to roam, reach down and palm him through his jeans and ask, “Well?” and feel him up and his eyes would flutter closed and he would arch up into you, a shaky exhale and a laugh as he says “No-I uh, I’m not busy at all.”

And then it is on.

Also he is bi, it took him a long time to accept that about himself and get comfortable with it but he gets there eventually.

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

Oof so from all the working outside and general working out he is firm, cut, very fucking strong, the view with his shirt off is so good. Okay so for his dick, man is packing heat. I am talking eight point five to nine inches, you wouldn’t guess by looking at him. Totally not the type to brag about it and is aware extra foreplay and prep is usually needed but he loves that so it is all good. Average thickness, circumsized, pretty full balls, a good handful, you know? The sheer amount of pre-cum this man can produce is impressive, actual loads fairly regular, little thin, slightly above average amount, he has a great diet and tastes good.

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

Down for nearly every single day, fine with around three times a week because the sessions are longer. Would love to wake you up with oral, no better way to start his day, loves a good morning session while you are still in bed together, also quite the fan of some afternoon delight. Can be quite insatiable when prompted right and that side is pulled out of him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Boy he makes sure you are all good but after a really, really long session the boy does get sleepy. Him checking in and making sure you are all good and don’t need anything even with his eyes slipping closed and voice all tired, adorable, endearing, loves to curl up with you to sleep. He can spoon you but loves to be the little spoon, is anyone surprised?

[system-society]

hello,, kinda struggling n could use some advice ! we suspect we are a median monoconscious system. i have questioned this many times n i've chalked our experiences up to delusions, genderfluidity, adhd, etc. but we're questioning again,, n it's really freaking me out ! i don't know if they're real or if i'm actually a system or if i'm imagining it,,,, whenever we ask for advice people are like "well obviously you are/aren't, you experience [x]" n i just. don't know (1/3)

Heya anon! That sounds pretty frustrating, and I'm sorry this is causing you so much distress /gen

As for advice, I'd like to preface we also have ADHD, delusions and are genderfluid! We were stuck on our own plurality for a hot minute because of that too, so let me assure you first that you are not alone in this.

First off, anyone that tells you you are/aren’t something leaves a bad taste in our mouth. It’s probably in good faith, but they don’t know everything about you, and therefore can’t say for sure. I would highly suggest not staying around people that act that way, while trying to help they can ultimately do more harm if they tell you something wrong.

Another thing to assure you is that you don't need to have an innerworld, amnesia, or need to be super distinct to be plural! There are many plurals we've met who don't have experience any of those, and some plurals/multiples who'd rather not call themselves a system/seperate people. These are all valid ways to be multiple!

And for your switches, switches aren't always clean and short! Sometimes they're very long and messy, and that's ok. It doesn't make you any less plural. (As a monocon system, I want to let you know our system is the same way with switches, and I’ve heard it‘s quite common in other monocons. Unless someone comes barreling to front, there’s a large period of blurriness to switch to someone else. -♟)

What I will ultimately say to you is that "plural" and "system" are self-identifiers. I& can't just tell you you're plural, that's for you to decide. If you want to take up that label, go ahead! We can offer you some supportive and welcoming communities for you to engage in if you'd like! If you later find out you don't like that label, that's also ok! Identity is fluid, and ultimately up to you to figure out. Making a mistake or growing out of a label is completely normal and ok.

We hope you're able to find some solace and comfort soon, anon. Your experiences are valid and you are not alone in them. /gen

-🌩

Hello love! we'd like you to know that first of all, you will always know yourself better than others. You have the right to self identify with whatever may bring you the most comfort. Plurality is a messy experience and it can be very hard to pin down the 'right' way to be plural, because there isn't one.

We also have adhd, rather intense dissociation, and we tend to be on the blurrier side of things plenty of the time. Something that's helped us is acknowledging when we're feeling that way, and tracking it, however way we see fit at the time. There's no harm in extending a method of communication to potential headmates, it might even help create a more welcoming space for them, should they be having trouble communicating. We also have lots of trouble distinguishing amongst ourselves because lots of us were only formed for very specific tasks or purposes, or we're fragments of other headmates.

I wish we had a solid answer for you, but the truth is that it's a very long journey and we're not even near done with it ourselves. Something that can help is being sure to surround yourself with people who will accept however you choose to label yourself. The kindest thing you can do is allow yourself to not have all the answers, and the kindest thing others can do is trust you to know yourself.

That's partially why we don't id with the word system, actually :'] it's not something we're comfortable with because we've found certain aspects of how plurality is 'supposed' to work, very limiting. And that's okay! Plurality is something you define on your own terms.

We hope this made sense! Apologies for the word salad pft /lh /gen

-🌉

[galacticwildfire]

Poe Dameron NSFW Alphabet

Warning: smut below the cut off

A/N: I’m tipsy and far too honest in my thots. This isn’t proofread. Enjoy.

Also, I unapologetically head canon Poe as bi, he is a beautiful man with so much love in his heart, and Oscar Isaac will go down with the Finnpoe ship so there’s that. So with Oscar Isaac and Zorri this is just my conclusion, don’t come for me. Bisexual men face so much stigma and biphobia it honestly breaks my heart, so as a bisexual woman fuck that, I’m here for bi Poe.

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

This man is a cuddler. He will not let you go. You've got to wrestle yourself out of this man's arms to get up. I mean a full on bear hug sort of guy. Soft. Ultimate Labrador energy. Will find time to clean you up but ultimately you’re trapped in bed with him.

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

Poe knows he has a good ass. He didn't even realise how good until he couldn't fit his ass into flight seats (this is canon) and decided to take it in stride.

As for his partner, he loves ass and tits equally, well he might be a little bit more inclined to ass but he loves both. However the ultimate turn on for him is thighs, he loves digging his fingers into them, loves them around his head.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disgusting person)

Poe can be a nasty mf, if he's feeling cocky or playful who knows where it might end up. But if he's intimate then he loves finishing inside you, watching it leak out of you. Definitely finds it a turn on in any case.

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

Poe Dameron is very much an open book about everything to do with sex, however with a serious partner he could be a little nervous due to his reputation, worrying they might not realise how serious he is about them, that they think he might not be loyal. Just a little nervous about his flyboy reputation in general. But when they assure him they love him and trust him he’s completely honest with them.

Also if he’s in love he’s definitely thought about proposing in the middle of sex too many times to count.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

As above, bi Poe. This man is in his early thirties and has been a hotshot fly boy turned commander. He is definitely experienced and he sure as hell knows what he's doing. But as he's gotten older he's become more serious about his relationships, looking for something that will last.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

All of them. He is a 7 positions in 70 minutes type of guy. Depending on the mood his favourites would be girl on top, or from behind and likely something else that requires flexibility. He's an adrenaline junkie so I imagine he's playful in the bedroom. But if he's intimate then missionary or spooning sex, I can see spooning sex definitely being a number one go to for him, something about his ring on your chest, able to kiss you or press you into the bed and whisper absolute filth in your ear, he has range.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Goofy as hell. It is not sex with Poe Dameron if he doesn't make you laugh before during and after. If he's come back from a life or death mission he will be more serious but that's the exception.

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

That man has the most beautiful curls and it is the same below, the carpet does match the drapes. It's well kept but no shaving or any of that, not overly trimmed but not messy.

Would never ask his partner to change there’s, fully believes it’s their choice, he’ll go down on them all the same. Hygiene obviously a must.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

Even when he is being goofy and playful he somehow knows how to make it intimate as well. There'll be times when sex is more about pleasure and playing around and exploring, but if he craves intimacy then he will be the most romantic, caring man in the galaxy. Can he the nastiest mf if he is in the mood but damn can he be the most romantic as well. Again, he has RANGE. But at heart is the ultimate romantic.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Often, sometimes to holovids but if he's in a relationship then his mind and images of you are all he needs. However that's only if he's away on a mission, more often than not he'll tease you all day long instead until he can get you alone, in a cupboard or in the bedroom.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Choking: I can definitely see him with a hand around your throat, or yours around his. Nothing extreme, usually it's not even to do with breathplay, but aesthetically he finds it extremely hot.

COMMANDER KINK: I will never shut up about this, this man has the ultimate commander kink. Call him commander in the bedroom and watch what happens next.

Light bondage: he definitely likes playing around and experimenting in the bedroom, I can see him tying a partner up and teasing them, and vice versa.

Edging/overstimulation: you get one or the other. He'll either edge you until you are begging or overstimulate your until your begging. Either way, you will be begging if he decides to be a cocky mf.

Hair pulling: pull those beautiful curls and he will lose his mind.

Strip tease: he would be into it. Sit him on a chair and tease him with a strip tease and/or lap dance. He will play it off like the cocky mf he is but on the inside he is screaming.

Oral fixation: will go into detail below

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He will do it everywhere and anywhere, especially if there is a risk of being caught. Unless it would be by Leia, he would die on the spot if that happened. He would do it in the hanger, closets, cockpit, bedroom, shower, if you are offworld watch him take you on a beach. He definitely has a list he is ticking off. And yes, he has definitely done it in the x-wing to varying levels of success, after his last one was trashed he may have requested his new one have a larger cockpit for reasons.

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

He is the ultimate adrenaline junky, it doesn't take much to get him going, but flying is a big one. You in a flight suit is an even bigger one. Anything with a risk or thrill is a turn on for him. Also has a soft spot for you and BB8, the way it goes straight to his heart you might as well be holding his baby every time you talk to BB8.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Would do playful or mild degradation but nothing awful, would spank but wouldn't smack you around. Also nothing too painful, especially after when he was tortured. There is very little Poe wouldn’t do as long as it wasn't too extreme, but he would want to sit and talk and make sure you’re both on the same page before doing anything. Consent king 100%

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

Oral king. Honestly would make it his day job if he could. Turns him on massively and gives him the perfect opportunity to tease the hell out of you. Can get a little nasty with it. If he feels cocky he will 100% spit on it. Loves having his hair pulled and having thighs suffocating him.

As for receiving, it's his weak spot. He will try to be cocky but he loses his mind, doesn't mind if you swallow spit or whatever you want to do. But watch him give you an open mouthed kiss after you swallow. He has no reservations around cum or bodily fluids.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Like I've said. Range. He will do it all in one night if that's what you want. It all depends on the mood. This man can go from an adrenaline high to really just needed to be held and loved. He goes from one high to the next, through love or flying. And as the war progresses the stress gets to him more and more, it's then sex often is rough or as a stress relief, or intimate and sensual when he really just needs some love. Either way, he’ll make it intimate and make sure you know he loves you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Has no reservations about quickies, sometimes it's the only chance you get in the resistance, but he will always draw it out later on when he has the time.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Will take just about any risk with the exception of Leia catching him in the act because that may just be the only thing that could bring this man shame. He is an adrenaline junky, he's no different in bed.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

He can go for rounds, teasing you in between them or just being intimate in general. He doesn’t even mean to do it, but one minute you’re in the middle of after care talking about something he did that you liked and next thing you know he’s getting you ready so he can do it again and that can easily turn into a nights worth of activities.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He’s definitely bought some over the years, either jokingly or out of curiosity. Likely wouldn’t use them that often but if you wanted to he’d be all for it. And would love teasing you with a vibrator. Can definitely see him buying you vibrating panties and just having the biggest most self satisfied grin on his face all day long. Is more silly with them than anything else.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Cockiest mf in the resistance. He will tease you like it’s his job. Outside of the bedroom and within. Watch him tease you throughout the day shamelessly and pull you into bed the first chance possible. And as for edging and overstimulation, he enjoys it but the moment you bat your eyes or beg he’ll give in and give you what you want unless you’ve specified otherwise. Always makes sure you’re comfortable and want him to overstimulate you to the point you can’t talk before he does it. He loves to tease and loves getter teased in return, banter is his favourite thing, but the moment you’re teasing or edging him he will be the absolute whiniest man and will beg for you to just touch him. Will tease all night but cannot take it in return for more than five minutes.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Unapologetically loud. Makes all those pretty noises however tries to cover it up with that obscenely dirty mouth of his and all the filth he’ll whisper in your ear. Biggest dirty talker, again sometimes intentional but most often there’s no filter between what goes through his head and his mouth so you get to hear exactly what he wants to do and how he likes it.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

After sex he loves to lie there with his head on your chest, playing with his mother’s ring around your neck, unable to wait for the day you wear it on your finger. He’s a romantic at heart, maybe a bit of a surprising traditionalist in wanting to get married and love one person for the rest of his life, very much bases his perception of love off of his parents marriage. Poe may be a flyboy adrenaline junky on the surface but deep down he is an extremely loving person who craves a deep connection, who wants to spend his life with someone and love them truly.

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

Above average, not overly long or thick to the point it’s uncomfortable, but decently above average in both areas and definitely knows how to use it. In his mind his mouth and hands are equally as important tools in getting his partner off.

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

HIGH. And watch him get grumpy when he’s celibate. It’s like he’s hangry but horny edition. (My personal headcanon for his grouchiness in the rise of skywalker.) Would never push anything if you aren’t in the mood but will get a whiny if you purposefully with hold to tease him. It’s average enough when he’s not in a relationship and focusing on work, he can touch himself and keep himself happy enough but if he’s with someone then he’d to it anywhere anytime.

Z = ZZZ (... how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

No matter how tired he is after care is always a must, sometimes that after care is cleaning you up and attaching himself like a sloth before passing out, most time’s he likes to stay up and pillow talk about everything and nothing for hours while cuddling. To him that’s even better than sleep and he will definitely be tired the next day with zero regrets.

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Do you think that in the Tadeo Jones universe, some people (average or rich people) think living mummies aren't persons but some creatures they can capture and claim as their own 'cuz they have no rights? (as mentioned by Tad in Movie 2) Kind of like the Apex's view of denizens in IT. I think this could be adressed in Tad 3. But I'll be sad because Mummy is going to find the hard way that for powerful people, his feelings and opinions doesn't matter (Twice, if we count the Spanish conquista)

Ohhhh man!

I have been-- stewing over how best to answer this since I saw it yesterday, because part of me has IDEAS-- the other part has a rant that has kind of been building for a while in general when you just examine the movies and the setting and even the actual community represented in reality(that being Archaeologists not-- well)

And LOOK-- I have TEA!

Frustrated, frustrated tea regarding other aspects of how this all could play out that basically boils down to the one major issue that a lot of those groups has is the issue of "But WE all know!" and the we've boxed this in already.

Which-- Debatably, Tad isn't the only one with some issues... But Sara has-- at least insofar as her reactions to Mummy in movie 2, come to terms past her more nebulous in concept repeated line.

"Mummies can't be alive, it's a contradiction in terms" 

Which-- actually might be an issue that's just on the question of the life/death binary more than it is actually a question of whether someone is human/a person or not. And we ALL know she's definitely got Major Respect over Tad--

Like, I will write a proper analysis over their "Mummy gives advice/pep talk" scenes later-- but--

Sara doesn't just take it and run how Tadeo does-- and she doesn't get hyped about it either. It's soft and subtle and just ARGH--

--

Which, okay beside the point, but I have-- so much on this idea of how people view Mummy-- Because let's for a moment consider what Tad actually says-- in answer to Mummy's "What is with you?" and I want to also talk on what people tend to associate with and call monsters... and how... that might also factor into this whole mess.

"Listen you're a mummy, you scare people. In my world you're a zombie!"

Which-- okay, on the surface this is just an on the nose point about how well, Mummy is undead. Ahahah, the living dead and I suppose living mummies are their own form of zombie-- although really it's more like they're cousins as zombies are usually more... in process of decay while mummies are preserved/petrified... Buuuut in any case... not the point here really.

But rather...

Let's talk about how "Monster Movies" come in here. And what zombies tend to be synonymous with nowadays. You know-- for the most part. Mindless, brainless, sometimes killers though not always-- But ultimately-- Does... anyone actually watch zombie shows for in-depth exploration of zombies ever anymore? Aside a few exceptions, and same in games-- Zombies are relegated to just brainless/mindless monsters.

Which--

On the other side of that-- monsters.

Tad never quite uses that word but--

"First, you're not human"

Mummies-- are monsters. In stories and fiction. Used to scare, used to awe, used to add scenery dressing, spooky, freaky, creepy-- and when they're not-- well it's rare. But if they're not the villains, they're not "human". Which think about that for a moment, in all the monster stories we have but a few where the monsters aren't outright put in that position.

But a monster is usually in a story put into one role and box. And if they're not outright there just to be spooky, or the whole new misunderstood monster trope-- which well, that's a whole other thing. But we all know the usual "monster shtick".

Violent, scary, simple, dumb, driven by base impulses, nonhuman, Very, very often as lesser, other, and something to be feared/hunted/destroyed.

And while modern day does move away from that--

ISSUES still prevail.

And I have-- just got to aside here, but like, thinking on this but-- the Phone Mummy sign outside of Tad's window as a child has some... other weird things. Because as a wild aside, my dumb brain has decided to A - B link this with a series I watched on television from 2005-2007

Because of THIS stupid Mummy Scam Artist character. And it's dumb, has nothing to do with the issue of mummies(and other potential beings and creatures of myth and legend) having less rights. But this whole phone billboard-- with the Mummy, it's legit right up this character's kind of scam alley and I may or may not one day just rewatch his two villain episodes to get his personality clear in my head JUST to do a dumb crossover.(And for nostalgia, but that's not news)

BUT--

Advertising does tell us some things already. In how people possibly think and could respond/react.

Yet still-- there is something more I think that we're missing in this conversation on how people will potentially treat the discovery of a living mummy. Or really any supernatural being. If not with fear(which look-- fear the unknown, fear different, fear of monsters), arguably those who're intrigued, interested could be far, far worse.

Also-- I just have, much tea on other responses for even those who might briefly "respect" him. Because look-- Mummy would be a priceless artefact in a way, treasure and discovery all on his own-- BUT also a new potential source of information of a culture that for the most part has been lost and erased by history.

People could and would ask questions.

Whiiich is where I have doubts about how they will accept the answers to those questions. Because here's the thing, for all the Archaeology community loves to act as if they let discoveries speak for themselves, and even I suppose historians-- There are just-- so many times I watch and listen to documentaries and get SO FRUSTRATED-- because they're stubborn IDIOTS, who actually refuse to take in the evidence in front of them of any truths outside of what they're SO SURE has to be the TRUTH!

For those who speak of learning all about history and it's secrets, they're so damn high and mighty to reject anything that doesn't immediately fit with already established "facts". It must be an anomaly, aliens, can't be what we're actually seeing right--

And well even people today interacting-- Like-- I've seen people try to correct someone on the pronunciation of their own name before.

So I am almost certain there would be at least one idiot who'd be all high and mighty and just-- Mummy has LIVED it. It's his culture he grew up in and some idiot speaking over him saying his lying, which I just-- I am certain would happen(but probably not in canon because who would DARE?!)-- Just "EXCUSE ME?!"

Which is it's own kind of disrespect and hell, crash Tad's pillars again. Yes please!

Which... on that account--

I kiiiind of want to talk about how Tad needs a smack on this... and that wake up to the truths of the high and mighty and bloody prideful issues of the community. BUT more than that-- I actually want to think about that point you made about how Mummy's supposed transformation in movie 3 comes across and the further themes of this question of humanity and rights is in regards to this whole issue.

Because yeah, there's the issue, front and CENTER.

The question/implication of this resembling Ammut, and implied loss of humanity. Along with the fact that Tad's the likely TRUE CENTER of the curse-- since he's the idiot who opened the sarcophagus in the first place...

WHICH CAN I JUST SAY--

There's a very good possibility in regards to that issue-- potentially having to do with some of Tad's more... subtle issues. Or even the ones that are close to the surface and yet not. I've screamed already on Tadeo's Internalized Ableism... along with some small nods to Mummy's own less severe cast with that but-- This is directly playing into that image of monsters and nonhumanity--

And I could probably add an additional few pages of speculation onto this but--

I actually am... also worried for the pets. If only because uhhh, have you seen the original two Tadeo Jones shorts from before it become movies? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2XxhNMbpE2A & https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoJBzI2AUOw

I mean not assuming anything, but I can definitely believe they wouldn't be above having that threat present at the least.(I mean just that second one... with what I guess is concept-Jeff) Even if Mummy is most definitely going to be the one at the MOST RISK. But with that-- comes the question of humanity.

And while yeah-- I do imagine, all too easily there will be many people more focused on the discovery-- I think there's an interesting mess that Tadeo is going to be FORCED to confront with this-- in how he has that displaced view.

Because here's the weird thing.

I've kind of mentioned it before but not really expanded or explained very clearly-- but for all of Tad's issues... he cares about Mummy probably more than he even really realizes. It's in small to big things as well. Again-- for all his trash behaviour in movie 2, I do think a lot of it is very, very misplaced attempts at some form of protection...

Which I also really want to at some point make a post that's just...

"Tad's I'm Helping moments and how they made things worse for everyone"

But that's for later... For now...

I kind of want to grab a few things.

"You're already dead, RUN!"

I also actually counted how quickly he ran back to Mummy for this moment, and it's LITERALLY two seconds, from when Mummy collapses to Tadeo's check on him. Also I'd like to mention with this-- he's supposedly tunnel visioning on Sara(and he ruins it within the next scene pretty quickly)

...

And for all they're kind of dumb decisions.

DEBATABLY-- when he's trying to hide Mummy.

"Hide"

Ugh-- BUT Tadeo has a very... complicated issue here really. Because yes-- Tad very much has that nonhuman issue, but he CARES. And then-- there's how the whole Ammut thing feels set and the symbolic meaning there(ALSO INTERESTING SARA SEEMINGLY ISN'T CAUGHT BY THAT). But here's the thing--

With Ammut kiiind of come those scales and the feather.

It's not like that mythology isn't unknown-- but more to the point-- it feels kind of like force Tad to confront his mixed up view. On Mummy's humanity or lack of-- But really as the audience Mummy feels the most human at this point in time-- whiiich we can get into a debate on what even is human nature later-- but--

I am kind of hoping that we get a callout of a number of things regarding Tad's behaviour.

With some primary focus on this dynamic between him and Mummy and really seeing how he responds to that idea that Mummy is nonhuman to really be thrown into full view and scope. And listen...

You cannot cheat the scales.

...

As an aside generally, if he is turning into a form or version of Ammut even if initially the community is a danger because he's a living mummy that creates a whole other issue of how he'd be viewed as a danger due to the role that's possibly growing more and more of an instinct.

But yeah... I will probably now make a more formulated rant on this later, or like, minor expansions on the topic but-- yeah.

I have been CHEWING on these thoughts, ideas and concepts for a while.

With additional tea. Because when people think they know something too often they refuse to see differently.

(Also at some point I am going to make a personal rant on duality verses binary due to insistent terminology issues I have but ugh)