#deer spots my beloved

[velvet-games]

sorry but I think I might like the realistic antlers more than the antennae

[colourstreakgryffin]

Hiiiii can you do a jealous Alastor but not of anyone but his own shadows bc his wifey takes a liking on one of his shadows.

Oooh! I like this quite a lot! It’s very interesting and unique! Once again, beloved hubby Alastor! Another one I want to explore hubby of is Blitz. I think Blitz would make a good hubby

Alastor- Picking Favourites

Alastor’s furious, steaming from his deer-like ears so hot that it’s basically boiling him… did somebody hurt his ego? No. Did Angel Dust sexually advance on him again? No. Did his breakfast get interrupted by the Hotel Manager? NO. Nothing has inconvenienced him but something awful has been happening, day by day, that he can barely keep his composure

Hitting your laughter directed at something else feels like a hit that would form a bruise, but knowing your laughter is directed at his mere sentient shadow basically gutted him in the stomach with a sharp butcher knife. You’re his wife, his lady, his realm, the woman he has been fawning over for so long and you’re hitting it up with his sentient silent shadow, and not him?!

Of course, Alastor’s fascinating lively shadow is just being nice to it’s master’s recently wedded wife, and is trying to get you accustom to being around so much Voodoo magic and the weirdness that is Alastor himself so it’s being all caring and leading you around, showing you items and reaching you Alastor’s favourite foods

But that doesn’t mean Alastor isn’t jealous… because he is, he’s really jealous

Whilst he reads through a interesting crime fiction novel, Alastor’s tall fluffy deer-like ears flick up at the sound of your voice. He can’t sense his voodoo-magic induced shadow, meaning that it’s wondered off to you and as he suspected, you enter your husband’s soothingly silent fireplace-warmed accompanied by Alastor’s sentient shadow. It cant really talk but it makes all kinds of humming and echoey noises. It almost seems like you understand it…

Alastor’s patience, throughout every time he hears this, has finally shattered to pieces as his claws dig into the book in his hand, snapping his fingers. The shadow directly mirroring your husband’s look, fades away into thin air as if it was a big fire and a bucket of water was dumped on the top of it, rising up into streams of smoke. It’s gone and you’re confused on why it disappeared

“Darling. Why are you getting so handsy with my friend?”

Alastor almost growls out with his deep scowl… this is possibly the first ever time you and Hell will ever see Alastor frown and frown so deeply he is… it’s kinda unnatural to look at but when Alastor willingly frowns and can’t pull himself to smile, it means he is more than pissed off… you didn’t think just being polite and going along with your husband’s voodoo magic shadow being would ever cause a problem

It’s just that Alastor’s love for you is so strong that it causes jealousy to concur and even jealousy over just some magic creating a shadowy being. Something that is sentient but mainly tied to it’s owner, to Alastor and he is jealous of his own creation

Approaching your beloved husband, the Radio Demon, you lean over, pushing back his somewhat messy crimson red bangs and kisses directly over the pale red almost bullet-sized ‘x’ on the flesh of his forehead. That ‘x’ is the biggest weak spot on Alastor, a symbol of his shame and where his pride can be hurt the most but he doesn’t mind showing off all his weaknesses and vulnerabilities to you… he had already told you about his human life

What’s one little kiss on that ‘x’ going to do?

Pulling back. It’s almost like the single kiss had melted away all his anger and Alastor is now just a soft innocent fluffy little fawn with his crimson red eyes almost sparkling at the affection. He didn’t suspect that, he suspected this’d turn into some big fight but you’re not going to argue, you’re going to explain yourself

“Alastor… Al, my love. I wasn’t replacing you with your shadow buddy. He was just trying to help me get accustom to being your wife. I’ve never been married before and being married to the Radio Demon… it’s. It requires a lot of adjusting so he was just trying to help”

Alastor couldn’t help but feel a bit bad about his half temper tantrum. Of course, why would his shadow even care about having a spouse of its own? It doesn’t, it cares about you being the best wife for its master so it’s trying to help and get you more comfortable. Yes, he is still jealous that you didn’t come to him and go to a shadow… but he does really appreciate all the effort and the wish to not rely on him in order to impress him

After taking a deep breath whilst placing his bigger clawed hand on the smaller clawed hand of yours over his cheek, gently fondling the soft skin over his face. Alastor rhythmically brushes his own fingers over the smooth skin of your hand briefly. Controlling himself, controlling his emotions and then finally saying whilst opening his eyes again to meet yours

Just… such beautiful eyes

“My dear… I appreciate the efforts but please, don’t think you can’t come to me to learn. We’re husband and wife, we work together. You don’t need to go to my friends for that advice”

[selineram3421]

Soft Love Headcanons

Alastor X Chubby Reader

Warnings? ⚠

⚠ soft alastor, fluff, kisses, mentions of murder, suggestive/implied, cuddles! ⚠

While you are getting more confident each day in your demonic body, you still have some lingering insecurities.

Alastor is doing his best to give you compliments, affectionate touches, and reassurances.

This is after he comes to terms with having feelings for you.

Once you both start a relationship, the deer demon is even more affectionate.

When you take time to visit his radio tower on a busy day, he's over the moon about it.

"Darling!", his smile widens as he gets up from his seat and makes his way towards you, scooping you up with a spin, and surprising you with a kiss as well. "What a nice surprise!"

Then there are slow days. That's when the two of you cuddle on the couch and read a book.

Alastor loves being able to hold you close.

He likes looking at your art and learns that you do a lot more than you said you could. Finding framed pressed flowers, sculptures, and odd little projects.

You shyly show him the drawings you've done of him.

Whenever he is overwhelmed, he'll squish your cheeks and pepper your face with kisses.

It was your cuteness that overwhelmed him.

He bleats when you give him a big hug.

If anyone messes with you, being rude and inappropriate comments, he'll kill them on the spot and make sure they don't get another word in.

If he isn't there to hear it, he'll make sure to ask someone else who did, or have his shadow around you.

He likes when you hold his face to kiss him.

Finds it adorable when you still get shy around him.

If you mention wanting to try a new hobby, he buys you all the necessary start up supplies.

You are more careful about mentioning things like that now.

Both of you dance often, and he teaches you the ones you don't know.

Sometimes the Hazbin crew can sneak a peek of you two being cute when cooking or baking in the kitchen.

Alastor always notices when they do and shuts the kitchen door with a shadow.

If its Angel trying to record, he'll slam the door in the spider's face.

"OW!"

"Love, that's not nice.", you sigh and kiss his cheek.

"He really should know better now, that's the fifth time this month.", Alastor says before returning his attention back to you.

Both of you know when to check the food.

💘

Sometimes he flusters you so much with just a sentence.

"Darling, I could just eat you up~"

Don't worry, he'll take care of the bites and bruises he's made.

He makes sure your comfortable and often reminds you to let him know what you like and don't like.

If he's worrying too much (after ahem activities), you'll pull him down into a kiss and reassure him.

You've only fussed over him once about something like that..

I'll leave that to your imagination.

He likes having his claws on your thighs when the two of you are alone.

You're flustered when he kisses down your neck, with a few small bites on your skin.

Its mostly kisses and cuddles. The activities only happen when both of your are in the mood. Which is rare.

Taking care of each other is important to you both.

I wanted fluff.

~Seline, the person.

Soft Love Oneshot

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ML II Alastor🎙

[airaibunny]

dom!yunjin x sub!fem!reader - “teach me” (warnings: smut, corruption kink, oral, breast play)

word count: 1.6k

you sit on the couch of your dorm, squirming as you try to find comfort in your spot. everyone else is gone, away on some trip for a fashion show. however, you and yunjin had to stay home for promotion stages with your new subunit debut. you were enjoying the newfound love and support from the fans, but not so much the extra work. especially not when you had to spend so much time with yunjin.

all the late night practices, car rides, and costume fittings only served to make you all the more attracted to her. you knew this couldn’t happen, you were both in the same group and dating was banned. furthermore, you didn’t know if yunjin even liked you. you knew she liked girls, she talked about dating them in highschool, but this was different. it wouldn’t be a simple highschool relationship, you’d be hiding this from everyone: including your beloved members.

“hey, you alright?” yunjin’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you abruptly turn your head towards her. you both speak english to each other when you’re alone since you were both raised in america, which makes your conversations feel private in a strange way.

“yeah, sorry, i was spacing out.” you shake your head and straighten yourself up in your spot.

“i could see that, you looked like a deer.” she giggles a bit “why are you sitting so far away, are you scared of me or something?” she motions for you to come closer and you comply.

she smiles at you as you sit and you smile back. sitting next to her just makes you more uncomfortable. you can feel the slick staring to coat your underwear and you pray it doesn’t go through your shorts. every single thought you have about her is indecent to say the least.

she laughs at something on her phone and puts her hand on your thigh without thinking. you know she doesn’t mean anything by it, she’s like this with all the members. at this specific moment however, you feel like you’re finally breaking, you can’t go on like this.

what’s the worst that could happen anyway?

“jen, can i ask you a question?” you turn so that you’re facing her completely and she does the same. “yeah, go ahead.”

she puts her phone away and makes full eye contact with you. you feel yourself getting even wetter.

“when you had girlfriends in highschool, did you ever…do things with them?”

she turns her head a bit and looks at you with a puzzled look on her face. her mouth opens as if to give you an exact answer, but she stops herself.

“wait, why are you asking me this?”

you struggle to find an answer, you can’t exactly tell her it’s because you want her to fuck you until your vision goes blurry, so you tell her the best lie you could come up with on the spot.

“i want you to teach me how to do it.”

her eyebrows furrow and she chuckles at your request. she fixes her sitting position and leans back on the couch, her head falling back.

“you know we can’t do that, we have a dating ban.”

“we’re not going to date, i just want to know what it feels like. please, jen, just once.”

yunjin sighs and brings her hands to her forehead. you watch in silence as she considers what you’re saying, anxiously waiting for her final response.

“if we do this, we’re doing it my way. and never again, understand?” you eagerly nod your head, looking at her desperately. she pulls you onto her lap and you sit facing her.

“you’ve never done anything?” she asks and your shake your head.

“good thing i have.” she chuckles again and pulls you into a kiss. her lips are warm and soft, you can’t help but want them all over you. her hands explore your body as the kiss deepens, your tongues entangled in your mouths. you’re both short for breath, but refuse to stop. her body moves along with yours and you can feel yourself dripping even more.

yunjin finally pulls away with a slight gasp. her hands grab the sides of your shirt and she smiles.

“can i take this off?” “please.”

she pulls the shirt over your head and smirks at the sight in front of her. you usually never wear a bra in the dorms, and today was no different.

“your first lesson is foreplay, it helps set the mood. just relax and let me tease you a bit.”

she immediately starts playing with your breasts, licking and sucking them while you moan. her hands are still roaming your body, leaving no place untouched. you love this, but you want more, you need more.

“jen, no more of this, teach me something else.”

“patience. my way, remember?”

you whine in response while she keeps attacking your chest. she quickly moves to your neck, leaving a trail of marks and bruises with her lips. she bites your shoulder, earning more moans and whines form you.

“you sound so pretty. can you lay down for me?” she moves you out of her lap and and climbs on top of you, continuing her teasing, but moving lower. she stops at the hem of your pants, grinning up at you and waiting for your permission. you nod and she rips your shorts and underwear off in one fluid motion. she lowers herself to your lips and starts kissing you again, slipping her body between your legs.

“if you tell me to stop, i will, okay?” you nod once more and she brings her face down to your dripping core. her lips are inches away from touching you. you can feel her breathing on your clit, making you wetter by the second.

“why are you so wet? do i turn you on, pretty girl?” you stay quiet, you don’t know how to answer.

before you say a word however, you feel yunjin’s lips on you. a loud moan escapes your lips, making her smile as she continues to run her tongue along your soaking wetness. you feel yourself throbbing with her every move. you instinctively entangle your hands in her hair, pushing her deeper into you, drowning her in you.

you think you can’t possibly feel better than you do right now, until yunjin finally reaches your clit with her tongue. your back arches as you pull her hair a little too hard. your hand flys to your mouth, attempting to cover the carnal moans coming out of it.

“no, don’t keep yourself quiet. i want to know if i’m doing a good job”

you look down and lower your hand from your mouth, once again laying it on her head.

she goes back to what she was doing before just as quickly as she stopped and the tension in your stomach resurfaces. she alternates between licking and sucking your folds and clit, building the knot in your stomach even further.

her pace becomes sloppy, and so does yours. you are an incoherent mess, not even moaning correctly.

your legs suddenly tense and you feel the pressure point in your stomach release with a brutal shock. you’re pretty sure you’re strangling yunjin in between your legs as you release a final, soultry moan.

she stays there for a couple more seconds, helping you ride out your high and cleaning your juices. she finally comes up, wiping her chin and leaning in for a kiss.

“can you taste yourself? do you taste good?” her words make you flushed, and somehow even wetter than before.

“can i teach you something else?” you shamelessly nod your head at her, letting your hands finally touch her in return. the first place they land on is her chest. you’re hesitant to do anything else at first, but she takes your hands into hers and caresses herself with them. she guides your hands all over her body, letting you touch all the places you’ve stared at every chance you get for as long as you’ve known her.

“you think you got it on your own?” her hands move away from yours and you nod again, looking up at her with submissive eyes. you continue with your self-appointed task of touching every inch of her body as she shifts her focus to only one inch of yours.

you feel her hand land in between your leg and your hips jolt away from her touch unwillingly.

“what’s wrong? do you not want me to do that?” “no, i just didn’t expect it, keep going.”

her hand goes back to the same place, using her finger to slide across your entrance, teasing you with every motion. your lower body twitches along with her movements, you can’t help but already be on the edge again.

she draws circles on your clit with her thumb while using her mouth to play with your breasts.

“does that feel good?” you attempt to reply, but can’t get an answer out between broken moans and whimpers.

“it’s okay, i think i can tell what the answer is.” she looks down with an intoxicating grin. you want to keep looking at her, she looks breathtaking on top of you. a sight you never thought you’d actually see outside of your fantasies, but your second orgasm hits you like a train.

you throw your arms around her neck for support and squeeze your eyes shut as she keeps rubbing, slowing her pace gradually.

once your heads stops spinning you let go of her and throw your arms back, over your head. you look up to see her still grinning at you while pushing your hair out of your face.

“so, did you get all that?” she says jokingly and you smile, but then pout at her.

“yeah, i just wish i could take more lessons, ms.huh.”

“i guess if you’re willing to stay quiet about it, i wouldn’t be opposed…”

[kanbockoida]

Third time’s the charm

Adam x fem!Reader x Lucifer

Warnings: none<3

Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

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Arriving home, the couple had two very different moods. Adam had a smug look on his face, chest swelling with pride. He felt as if he had won the entirety of this petty fight. “The nerve of that guy, am I right?” Adam scoffed, turning to look at his wife with that very same, smug expression.

He was expecting her to be happy, since he practically just saved her from Lucifer’s advances. However, the sight he was met with was not a pretty one. His wife wore a nasty glare on her face, arms crossed over her chest as she stared right into his eyes. “Care to tell me what that was about?” Y/N forced out her words as nicely as she could, yet a hint of anger was still heard. Adam only stared at the woman with a confused expression, clearly not understanding what his wife was hinting at.

“What do you mean? The meeting went fine, did it not?” He hummed, dismissing his wife’s concerns as he took off his mask, placing it on its usual spot in their home. Y/N’s face reddened in anger, hands clenching to regulate it. “The thing you said? ‘I swear on my wife’?” She spat at him. Y/N has never been this angry before. Her husband only blinked, staring at her like a deer in headlights.

He really didn’t have a clue..

Suddenly, it seemed like it clicked for him. However, he seemed extremely defensive. “I don’t know why you’re making such a big deal out of this. It was a joke, there’s nothing wrong with trying to joke around. You’re my wife, not his.” He shrugged, simply walking past her, upstairs to their shared bedroom. The shorter woman stormed after him, eyebrows still furrowed. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Are you even aware of the severity of that situation, Adam? You swore on me! You made a deal with Lucifer.” Word after word poured out of her mouth, trying to make Adam see that he was wrong, that he had messed up big time.

Adam spun around, cutting his wife off with a sharp glare, crossing his arms over his chest. “God, don’t make a scene out of this! It was a joke. I’m sure nothing bad is going to happen!” Never had he ever raised his voice at his wife, but the trauma he suffered because of his ex-wives caused him to act irrationally, even though his current wife gave him no reason to not trust her.

His hard-headedness made her snap in a way. He was selfish for only thinking of himself during this whole interaction and the situation itself. What about her? Does she mean nothing to him?

“You’re a spineless coward, Adam! You sold me off to Lucifer with those words you said earlier! You’ve condemned me to an eternity of torment if you even make a slight mistake during the next extermination! I thought we trusted each other more than anything, did my love mean nothing to you?! I curse the day I was created for you, you despicable excuse of a husband!” Her words stung like sharp knives, stabbing into his heart with precision over and over again. For the first time in forever, the first man was silent. Usually, he always had something to say, especially at a time like this to protect his ego from being bruised. Now?

He’d even go as far as saying his wife was right.

“Little flower, I-” He was immediately cut off by Y/N, not having any of it. “You do not have the right to be calling me that now.” She scowled, sending him one last, nasty glare before retreating into their shared bedroom. Adam wasn’t expecting a simple meeting to result in him fighting with his wife. Alarm bells immediately went off in his brain when he saw his wife angrily stuffing clothes into a bag. Shit, was she actually leaving him?

A panicked expression made its way onto the man’s face as he rushed towards his wife worriedly, trying to take her hands in his, yet to no avail. “Honey- what are you doing? Please don’t do what I think you’re doing!” His voice was wavering, his entire body seemingly filling up with dread. He was afraid. Afraid of his beloved leaving him. Afraid of his past repeating itself once more.

The woman stopped for a moment, a sigh leaving her body. She was an idiot. An idiot for loving that buffoon of a man. She zipped up her bag, turning to look at Adam with an almost emotionless face. Deep inside, she felt the same pain her husband felt.

Their hearts were still one and the same, after all.

“I’m not leaving you. I just need some.. space. I love you so much Adam, but this whole situation is really getting to me.” She might love him, but she still needed space. Lightly throwing the bag over her shoulder, the angel straightened her posture. “I’ll see you, Adam.”

Y/N looked at her husband, her eyes being the only thing showing emotion were her eyes. With a now dejected expression, Y/N quickly walked past her beloved. She couldn’t bear looking into his eyes. Whenever they had a little quarrel, Adam always used his eyes to his advantage.

Adam stared after his wife, feeling as if he had lost everything in such a short amount of time.

In the entirety of Heaven, Y/N only had one true friend, which just so happened to be the head Seraphim. Sera took her in without a second thought, tending to her broken heart, listening to all her worries and problems.

“Come, now. You will be fine, I am sure of it. You and Adam are one. He might not be the sharpest tool in the shed in serious situations, but now that he realized his mistake, I’m sure he will be extra careful during the exterminations.” Sera always managed to calm Y/N down, the motherly tone in her voice being the main cause of that. The heartbroken woman sighed, pulling her wings further around her body to make it look like she was hiding in a cocoon. “I know, Sera.. but that doesn’t change the fact that he did it.” Whined Y/N, a soft groan of frustration leaving her right after. Sera gave a small yet sad smile, feeling the woman’s pain. Putting a hand on her back, the head Seraphim tried her best to be a supportive friend. She was aware that Y/N hasn’t felt strong emotions like these before, since there never was a reason to feel like this.

A few days had passed ever since Adam’s and Y/N’s fight, and the angel has been staying with Sera. Even though she has been feeling horrible, Y/N still decided to work, maybe more than usual. Sera had informed her about yet another small meeting with the King of Hell who requested to discuss the numbers in small detail. Y/N was a little surprised, yet of course she agreed to it. In her eyes, Lucifer had the right to know the exact numbers. Gathering everything, the woman hummed a calm tune. There were a lot of documents that reached back many, many centuries.

Arriving at the same place as last time, Y/N took a seat somewhere near where Lucifer sat last time so they could review the documents better. To her however, it was quite weird that the Morningstar had requested this meeting.. Doesn’t he have access to these numbers as well, since it’s Sinners that are getting killed? The woman shrugged, dismissing that thought immediately. There has to be more to it, she was so sure of it.

After a few moments of waiting silently, the huge doors to the room swung open, revealing the very man she was expecting to see, dressed in the same suit as last time. Their eyes met, the familiar feeling enveloping their hearts, just like last time. It felt.. fulfilling, but neither of them could figure out how to properly explain that feeling. “Your Majesty, it’s a pleasure to see you again!” Y/N sent him a tiny smile, her mood lifting just a bit. Lucifer’s smile was genuine, even if it seemed.. distraught. “Please, I told you last time Lucifer is just fine. I assume you are aware why I asked Sera to send you?” The question rolled off his tongue so smoothly, the nervousness he had seemingly disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The angel blinked a couple of times, trying to process his quick question. When her brain processed it appropriately, she nodded her head. “I received the information that you wanted to discuss the numbers of past exterminations, correct?” The woman asked, head tilting to the side as a force of habit. Lucifer let out a nervous laugh once more, trying to figure out what he should say next. “Well! Technically it’s.. worse?” He shrugged, eyes darting everywhere around the room. His reaction made her freeze, confusion clouding her brain in an instant. What did he mean with worse? Y/N’s gaze spoke louder than a thousand words, Lucifer going on to explain what he meant. “Has Adam told you.. anything at all?” Asked the Morningstar, to which the woman slowly shook her head, feeling her hands getting clammy. What could he be hinting at?

“He’s moving up the extermination, as discussed with Sera. I noticed you weren’t present during the meeting, so my first guess was that you.. weren’t let in on the plan?” With every word, Y/N’s heart dropped further. Why would Adam go behind her back like this? And Sera? She couldn’t believe her ears. Her husband kept a secret this big? “They.. what? What do you mean they moved up the extermination?” A panicked expression formed on her face, staring at Lucifer as if demanding answers.

“What I mean is the next extermination is in six months, and I thought I’d let you know just in case. Judging by your reaction I take it you had no idea.” Lucifer seemed.. worried. But in Y/N’s panicked state she didn’t realize it.

“No! I had no idea!” Her voice sounded terrified and angry all at the same time, not understanding what was going on. The angel’s mind seemed.. scrambled.

Betrayal, sharp and biting, pierced through the serenity of her celestial being, leaving behind a hollow ache where trust once resided. Each word felt similar to a haunting melody of deception that shattered the harmonious symphony of their union. In her eyes, once pools of boundless trust and compassion, now flickered a tempest of sorrow and disbelief. Deep inside Y/N felt as if she had no right to be feeling this way. No matter how hard she tried to make it stop, it failed.

For an angel, whose essence was woven from purity and truth, this revelation was a dagger plunged deep into the core of her being, leaving behind only the ruins of a love once cherished, now tarnished by the stain of betrayal.

In the aftermath of the revelation, the angel's wings, once radiant with celestial light, now drooped with the weight of her sorrow, their majestic feathers dulled by the shadows of betrayal. Her celestial grace faltered, stumbling amidst the ruins of her shattered trust, each step heavy with the burden of disbelief and anguish. Slowly, the woman turned her head to look at Lucifer, and the look in her eyes reminded him of himself.

Despair. Anguish. This was the only way he could describe this. He felt horrible for laying this on her, but she had a right to know, as it was her husband creating plans behind her back without even thinking of telling her. The last time he had seen her, which wasn’t even two weeks prior, her eyes were so full of life and joy. He felt as if he were to blame for taking it aways, being the bearer of bad news in this situation.

A new thought quickly nested itself into Lucifer’s mind..

Why was he even telling her this?

[pileofwords]

live stream

pairing: s.coups x reader length: 1.2k genre: fluff summary: seungcheol is in the middle of an impromptu live stream when you, unaware, burst into his room and are caught on camera.

You weren’t thinking of much when you headed to Seungcheol’s room and burst through the closed door.

His good morning text had been one telling you that you could come over after work and that had been, quite literally, the only thing that had gotten you through the rest of the day. The sole thoughts floating around your mind were of the food you’d brought over and how much you wanted to grab the boy in question so you could eat it together.

“Seungcheol, beloved, light of my life, world’s best boyfriend, I have– what?”

Seungcheol stared at you like a deer in headlights from his position sitting cross legged on his bed. His eyes flickered to the phone he had propped up against a couple of pillows, then to you; confused, you followed his gaze back to the phone. There was a beat of silence, then you slapped your hand over your mouth as your heart dropped very dramatically into your stomach.

“Oh no.”

Seungcheol looked like he was somewhere between wanting to swear and wanting to burst out laughing and couldn’t quite decide which direction to take.

“Oh no,” you repeated, slowly taking several steps backward, even though you weren’t visible on screen from this angle.  “Live?” He nodded, confirming what you were already certain of. Whatever poor soul was monitoring his live was probably having a complete breakdown; you just groaned. “Ah.” Over three years of sneaking around down the drain. You’d known this day would come eventually - it was inevitable - but you hadn’t exactly expected it’d be today when you woke up this morning.

From his spot on the bed, Seungcheol weighed his options. One quick glance at the screen showed comments coming in so fast they were nothing more than a blur. Even if they didn’t upload the replay, he knew there would be clips saved and some three hundred and seventy thousand people had just heard the exchange live – there wasn’t exactly a way to talk yourselves out of this one. And, honestly, he didn’t really want to.

So he looked at you.

He tilted his head in the direction of his phone. Wanna join?

You raised an eyebrow. Is that allowed?

A shrug. I don’t care.

A hesitant step forward. I dunno. You sure?

And he opened his arms, a smile finally blossoming over his face. “C’mere.”

You paused for a second longer until he wrinkled up his nose ever-so-slightly and wiggled his shoulders; you caved immediately, plopping down on the edge of his bed, just barely visible at the edge of his phone screen.

“Baaaaabe,” he whined and grabbed your arm, tugging on it until you obliged him and scooted closer; he wrapped his arms around you fully and rested his chin on your shoulder before smiling at his phone.

“Say hi.”

When you finally looked at your images on the screen, you started to pout. “No fair, you look way better than I do.”

“No I don’t!” 

“Cheol, I ran over here after my workout, I look like a trainwreck. I accidentally crashed your live and I look like a disaster, this is the worst possible first impression I could make.”

Seungcheol laughed, your favorite giggly ‘ha ha ha’ laugh, the one that filled you up and made you feel warm, and he squished his cheek against your shoulder. One hand slipped around to rest against the small of your back, drawing slow, deliberate circles there in reassurance.

“I think you’re the prettiest in the world.”

That’s all it took for your face to begin heating up, turning a splotchy red for all four hundred and eighty thousand viewers to see (when did so many more people show up?). 

“Carats, this is my partner.” There was an unmistakable note of pride in his voice that only made the red spilled over your cheeks darken. You hadn’t thought it possible, but the comments looked like they were coming in even faster than before and you went cross eyed trying to catch any words at all.

“We’ve been together for…a little over three years?”

You nodded in confirmation. “Yep!” You glanced back at the screen for a second. “I know you guys already know this, but he’s the best.” You watched a delightedly smug little smirk appear on his face and rolled your eyes. “But you have to stop telling him that or his ego’s just gonna explode and he’s gonna be totally insufferable.”

“Hey!” He whacked your arm playfully, the smirk replaced with a pout, and this time it was your turn to laugh.

“I'm teasing, you know I love you."

That’s all it took for his pout to be replaced with the widest grin and he gave your waist a gentle squeeze. “Love you most.”

“Ugh, gross, publicly declaring your love like five minutes after we tell people we’re dating.”

And he was laughing again, his smile so bright it was blinding, crumpling into you as he dissolved into giggles, which only made you laugh with him. There, in his arms, laughing until your sides hurt – that was home.

It took a minute or two for you both to settle down, but Seungcheol began to play with a strand of your hair once he did. “Babe, what’d you come in for in the first place?”

“Ah!” You sat up a little straighter, suddenly remembering the purpose of your mission, and turned your head, lowering your voice so it wasn’t picked up on the stream. “I brought your favorite for dinner because Shua told me you haven’t eaten yet. He wanted to do a movie night? You wanna?”

He nodded. “Mmm. Sounds good.”

You grinned. “I’ll go tell Shua and Jeonghan. Take your time!” You slid off the bed, rolling your eyes when Seungcheol grabbed your arm and tugged you back in to leave a quick kiss on your cheek. You stuck your tongue out at him playfully before disappearing into the hallway, pulling his door shut behind you.

Seungcheol waited until he was sure you were out of earshot before he turned his attention back to his phone. “Carats,” he started, his tone carrying just a hint of warning, “be nice to them.”

The comments hadn’t slowed down since you walked in the room, but he caught a lot of heart emojis, “so cute!!”s, and general statements of affirmation.

“They mean a lot to me, so you have to be nice, okay?” He waited a minute, pushing his hair up and out of his face, only for it to fall right back into place. “I know you will be, but I just wanted to say it anyway. I’m gonna go eat dinner now. Everyone have a good night, sleep well.” He brought his hand up in front of his face to wave at the camera. “Bye bye!” And he ended the live, leaving his phone there, propped up against the pillows, as he ambled off to find you.

—

Later that night, he posted one picture on weverse; him smiling at the camera with you pressed up against his shoulder, fast asleep, face obscured by shadows. His fingers hovered over the screen for a second before he edited the post, adding a caption.

our own heaven 😊❤️

[kaerichan-yatta]

Prohibite no longer.

(Alastor & Rosie)

Summary: Not only he teases, not only he constantly smiles, not only he hates technology, not only he loves his mother. Oh no, he has much bigger reactions, when he's in the specific mood... A/N: first Hazbin Hotel fic!! Don't hate, just correct in case<3 Enjoy!

"My, God must've had a ton of fun in making you so sensitive, darling..."

Gosh, how much he was feeling stupid. The Radio Demon himself, Alastor, one of the most powerful and dangerous beings in hell...now reduced to a fit of giggles and, surprising his friend as well, with a good layer blush on his cheeks.

"D-Don't say thahahat...it's even more e-embarassing..."

"Oh! Embarassing...why dear, you look like you're enjoying yourself quite a bit, no?"

Well, in a way or another, deep inside, he was.

"Rohohosie..."

"There you go! It's always music to my ears to hear you giggle!"

The deer demon scrunched up his nose and his usual grin extended to his, well...where human ears would be. Rosie beamed, keeping her playful assault. Her nails skittered along his ribs, up and down his sides, eventually reaching his upper ribs close to his armpits. And that was the absolute worst for him, but being honest-

"Just remember you asked for it, dear..."

Exactly. Alastor had been in a mood for way too long, and of course the way he had decided to write down his own destiny was by taking off his coat and sitting on the sofa beside Rosie with the arm on the headrest, leaving his torso unprotected.

"I- gah! I knohohow..."

"Oh? Would it tickle you more if I were to pinch here? Or give it a small squeeze there? Ah, who am I kidding...of course it does!"

Alastor's body gently squirmed side to side. Rosie's touch being so delicate, her tickling feeling so soft and slow, not to mention the teasing...if that would've driven someone up the wall, he was already at the ceiling this time.

It was actually pretty frequent for them to have this kind of activity. Basically Alastor being bratty enough to doom himself for the following minutes...or hours, sometimes. Soon finding himself on his back, laying horizontally on the sofa, his torso staying right in Rosie's lap where she could easily reach, where her fingers and nails could go down town on his most sensitive spots.

But obviously, just with Rosie.

And when her fingers found a small opening through his shirt, where they reached his skin, he was done for.

"Gh-! R-Rohohosie! You- hahaha! You know i-it's so bahahahad here!"

Rosie knew he wasn't the type who giggled often, but that cackle he just let out was enough to statisfy and encourage her even more.

"Oh, I do know, Alastor, and I-" she stopped mid-sentence as she noticed his little deer tail wagging happily, as well as his legs kicking a bit, and she smiled even more, softly yet teasingly.

"And I don't plan on leaving your tummy untouched, especially after noticing the cutest details about your reactions..."

Alastor mentally cursed himself and his deer-like behavior that showed up whenever he had his stomach tickled. But well...if that was making Rosie happy, in a way...maybe asking for it hadn't been that much of a bad idea.

"I really don't see the point of prohibiting the others to tickle you silly, dear...you're basically hiding such endearing reactions to your beloved ones..."

She let a giggle escape, which went completely unheard since she had moved her fingers to the side of his stomach, making his laughter raise even more.

"Y-You knohohow how to be geheheHEHEntle!..."

Rosie blinked twice, that soft smile still stuck on her lips.

"Gentle? From my point of view, it doesn't seem like this is gentle at all...or could it be that you're too sensitive and ticklish around your little tummy?"

Bingo. Alastor threw his head back on the sofa, bright laughter coming from him, his knees bending in an attempt to curl up as Rosie's fingers sped up the tickly torment.

"Come now Alastor, dear..."

"M-Mahahaybe!"

"Maybe what, mhh?"

"M-Maybe I AHAHAHAM!"

Now these were cackles: Rosie knew he was close to his breaking point.

"Maybe you're what? I don't remember...would you be so kind to refresh my memory?"

And here Alastor thought she was so gentle...but the exact moment he formed his answer, Rosie's fingernails found the back of his ribs on his left side, and a radio static-like screech came from him.

"Oh stars! So this is the spot indeed?"

The deer overlord started squirming around more, desperately trying to curl up, but soon giving up in doing so as he noticed it was only encouraging the cannibal overlord to dig deeper in the ticklish spot.

His hands went up to cover his flushed face, eventually muffling his cackles and squeals, which led Rosie to sneak a finger under his armpit for a quick scribble, making the smiling laughing demon suddenly arch his body to the side, squealing again, lowering his arm.

"Uh-uh, don't hide that smile! By the way, you're always smiling...what's the sudden need of hiding it? Hmm? Could it be I'm tickle, tickle, tickling you a bit too much?"

"Y-YES! Y-Yes it's- AHAHAH! St-stohohop!"

Rosie held in the urge to just chuckle upon hearing all that radio static in his voice, between his laughter, almost close to wheezing, his head was now shaking and his ears were adorably folded back flat in his hair.

"Alright, dear..I feel like your little itch has been scratched enough, am I right?"

Her tickling came to and end, slowly so that he could catch his breath back better, her hand resting on his stomach now.

Alastor nodded his head, quickly recovering, his usual smile now back on his face, though it certainly looked more happy now.

"Consider yourself quite lucky, darling..." he said, regaining his composure back and sitting up on the sofa, at her side "you're the only one allowed to do this, so far, as I told you the other times as well"

Rosie softened her expression, though a question couldn't help but come to her mind.

"But why might that be, I wonder?"

Alastor fixed his monocle, sighing a little.

"Others tend to...let's say, overboard" he confessed.

Rosie frowned a bit. Well, being honest, she could understand. Some people he stayed with at the hotel could get a bit...energetic, sometimes. Especially a certain spider, or a princess. But her frown got quickly replaced by a relaxed expression, as a silly tease popped into her head.

"Well..." she said "you could always stabilish boundaries"

Alastor thought for a moment. He could, for when he'll be feeling in a mood again.

"Doesn't sound too bad, honestly..."

"So that means you actually enjoyed our little playful time earlier?" Rosie giggled, hearing his breath get disturbed by radio static once again.

He shook his head slowly, chuckling at her phrase.

"Well, you got me there. Quite a good one, darling"

Maybe, he was really going to give up his thing of prohibiting the others to tickle him in the future. Maybe...asking for it really hadn't been a bad idea at all.

[drdemonprince]

what made you choose a deer for your fursona?

It's a long story that I am all too happy to tell!

I first attended Midwest Furfest in 2018, after years of being curious about it. My boyfriend at the time was a member of the Neo-Futurists Theater, and the Neo's had a longstanding relationship with the MFF community. They perform their flagship show (Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind, later rebranded as The Infinite Whale) there every year, and when the theater company's former founder attempted to steal their show name/copyright following his ousting due to sexual assault allegations, MFF really came through to offer considerable moral support.

There was lots of goodhearted joking about the furry community within that theater space, and I'd always been curious about furries and a supporter of them in heart if not in fact, and so I finally decided one year to tag along, see my boyfriend performing there, and walk around the convention floor and visit the dealer's den during my down time.

I absolutely LOVED IT. I was completely blown away by the artistry of the suits and the playful spirit of the suiters. I ran into a few friends there, outing them as furries to me, and we grew closer. I also took notice of some teal, sparkly resin antlers while I was in the Dealer's Den:

I snapped those things up and put them on immediately. Some stranger started to pet me right away (which is technically a convention consent violation, and should *not* be done, but I personally was the opposite of troubled by being treated in this way) and I was hooked.

I had always had a "thing" for antlers and horns since playing the PS2 game Ico back in the early 2000's. The young male protagonists horns representing an unwanted appendage and a visible "curse" was very appealing to me... as a boy who had been saddled with two very unwanted appendages of my own. (trangsender). I also have had many very magical encounters with deer in Ohio and Pennsylvania where I grew up. As a skiddish bottomy freak whose caused a lot of car accidents, a prey animal that also has the power to kill people in vehicles seemed plenty apt. So when I found some antlers to wear, it seemed like a natural enough fit for a potential fursona.

Then my friend @jettvector designed my fursona, using the teal antlers as a jumping off point. (this art has his old watermark on it, but he goes by jettvector now. commission him!):

Now that I had a friend-assigned fursona and was officially a furry, I ran with it, and began commissioning some art that further refined my image of the character:

this is from 9inko on Instagram

this one is from @heresvix, who specializes in deer

and this one is from @murgzt . I am currently having a partial fursuit of this iteration of the character made by Daring Duck Designs!! :0

A few things that I love about my sona's design: I love that his ears are big and really stick out, as my ears do the same, I love that he has a spot reflecting my monroe piercing, I love that deers are spotted in general, which can allow me to recast my own bacne scars in a more positive light, and i love that his greenish teal skin reflects my own olive complection (which I used to get a lot of weird comments about as a kid and felt self conscious about).

I also accumulated some gear in the meantime that allowed me to better embody my deersona, who I now call DD (which stands for Deer Devon, Docile Deer, Devon Dawn, my former DD tits, or any numer of potential things haha)

Hood by Miss Kinky Latex UK, photo by @photopotamus.

I have become a little bit more of a furry with each passing year, and it wouldn't have been possible without the hard work and creativity of so many people within the fandom, many of whom are beloved friends. <3 That's part of what makes it so special. Thanks for asking!

[felagund-the-valiant]

In All Shapes and Sizes - Beleg x shapeshifter!reader

Love comes in all shapes and sizes. Beleg got to experience this first-hand.

Words: 612

Tags: fluff

A/N: a tiny little something I wrote for @doodle-pops underrated character event :D

A chill lay in the air, announcing the slow approach of autumn. The leaves crackled ever so slightly under his boots as Beleg tread the narrow path that led to your shared home, humming absentmindedly. The birds overhead seemed to pick up on his song and joined in with cheerful chirps and coos, entirely unbothered by his presence. A couple of deer trotted through the forest, watching him curiously before going separate ways. He spotted fresh paw prints on the same trail he was walking on – his tracking abilities told him they were left by a fox. A knowing smirk crossed his face, and he sped up his pace ever so slightly, wondering if he could catch up before either of you reached home.

Mere moments later, Beleg heard a rustle in the bushes but couldn’t spot anything moving, or so he thought. A flash of red fur appeared in the corner of his eyes out of nowhere and he felt a pair of arms and legs wrap around his body as you leapt into his arms. He stumbled back a little and let out a breathless laugh.  “Slow down there,” he gasped as he set you back on the ground, but you paid him no mind. “How I have missed you, meleth. Are you well? Any wounds that need tending to?” You scanned his body and did a gentle pat down. “I’m fine, no need to worry.” Beleg stopped your hands from wandering by taking them into his own and smiling reassuringly at you. “You know I’m always careful. And more than capable of tending to wounds, as you should know.” You lowered your head bashfully at his comment, catching the reference to your first meeting.

It had been more than unexpected. One rainy day, Beleg had found himself nursing a poor hurt fox he had encountered while on patrol and was more than surprised when a couple of days later an Elf was sitting in his hut with no sign of the fox. He had heard rumours of so-called shapeshifters from other wardens but never thought he would see one in the flesh, much less fall in love with one. Many a times he had asked you if you wouldn’t come live with him in the city, but you refused, preferring the solitude of the forest to the hustle and bustle of civilisation. It wasn’t difficult for him to make the decision to join you in living in nature and he had never once regretted it. Living with the one he loved was worth more than any comfort the city could ever hope to offer and he had already spent large portions of his life in the forest anyway.

“Race you home?” You asked excitedly and he snorted. “I return after a long watch, and you want me to physically exert myself even more? Also, we both know I don’t stand chance. You just want to brag about winning again,” Beleg teased. In your Elven form he might have been able to outrun you with ease, but foxes were faster than the Elves and he knew you would not pick the easy route for him. You sighed dramatically and he halted any complaints you might voice by bending down and kissing your forehead. “All I want right now is to be home, enjoy a good meal and cosy up with my beloved. Does that sound good to you as well?” You bit your bottom lip and pretended to ponder his request before nodding. You stood on the tips of your toes to press a kiss to his lips and interlaced your fingers with his. “That sounds wonderful, actually. Let’s go.”

[creepydixon]

being a princess with dark!Daryl

my first mlm: Daryl forces a young man to dress up like a girl and humiliate him.

mlm, 18+, forces into dress playing, jerking the other one off, sissy (I think that’s what it is called?), blow job mentioned

• if there is one thing Daryl likes it is men who gets humiliated to the point the man finds pleasure and begs for more

• to make them go on their knees and suck his cock so he can feel some power over them

• you were a new group member, you were quick on your feet, talked back, good with a gun, and what not. And oh, how Daryl dreamt about making you humiliated. To take away a bit of your pride and feel nervous around him.

• right now, you weren’t nervous around Daryl, usually gave him a pat on his shoulder, trying to joke with the grumpy man to see if he had actually some kind of humour.

• but Daryl would give you death glares “don’t tach me,” Daryl would grunt and smack away your hand right away. Narrow his eyes with your attempts of jokes.

• Daryl knew that it was usually hard sometimes to humiliate another man. They fought back, but years of being on the streets, fighting in school, with the neighbours kids, fighting with other that Merle had triggered off made Daryl a capable to take down most of the men.

• on one solo supply mission, Daryl had spotted a costume store. of course it was untouched, no one in apocalypse needed a costume. But Daryl had went inside anyway.

• he spotted a sexual costume, one of those adults costume for Halloween that would make anyone zits their pants if they saw it on a woman.

• a pink too short dress that was princess alike, with white stockings

• Daryl made sure to pack it deepest in his bag

• some weeks goes by. Daryl doesn’t have the need to do his actions right away, he bide his time and think throughly. have to think about how and when to humiliate you.

• Daryl followed the young man to the lake. it was early in the morning. and you had no idea you were followed when you would take your morning swim.

• the cool water takes away the dirt and makes you feel refreshed in the morning. alone time before other people in the group wakes up.

• but when getting up to your towel and clothes, they are gone. “The fuck” you mumbled and try to look through the bushes, around the rock. of course the clothes had to fucking vanish when you took a skinny dip.

• “Lookin’ for sumthin’?” the southern accent caught your attention and your hands went immediately to hide your cock. seeing Daryl standing there with his arms crossed over his chest.

• “Did you take my clothes?” you try to laugh it off, even if you felt a bit nervous, you have tried to joke with Daryl but was this his way of being fun? “Very funny man.”

• “The hell do I wan’ yer clothes for?” Daryl narrowed his eyes. “Probably a deer or a hog took ‘em.”

• of course Daryl lied. he had taken your clothes. making sure you’re in a vulnerable state. Daryl nod up, his chin pointing. “C’mon, my tent is righ’ here. Cover yerself up.”

• you had a hard time to think a deer or a hog had taken your clothes. but Daryl seemed serious about not taking your clothes. and you sure as hell wouldn’t want to risk to go back to the group. so you followed Daryl. “Thanks man, shit, didn’t think animals would be interested in taking clothes.”

• “All animals ‘r unpredictable.” Daryl had put his tent a bit away from the rest of the camp. he opened up the flap and nodded with his head to gesture for you to get inside. which you gladly did.

• it isn’t a lot of stuff in Daryl’s tent. bedroll, his bags, and some few knives and his beloved crossbow. Daryl walked over to his bag. “Thanks man, I really appreciate that you let me borrow some clothes,” you said.

• “Ya say Sir tah me, boy,” Daryl’s voice dripped low. turning around and looked at you who looked slightly confused and surprised. “Right… sorry Sir,” you said low, not trying to make any fuss when you literally stands naked there in front of him.

• Daryl tosses a pink outfit in your way. You furrowed your eyebrows as you caught it and let the outfit fold out when you held it with one hand. a princess outfit. “Ha. Ha. Very funny,” you said dryly.

• “Wha’ makes ya think tha’ this is a joke?” Daryl crossed his arms and obviously he could see the anger and confusion in you. Before you could even say anything, Daryl was quick to pull his knife to your throat, your eyes widening and made you freeze. “Put it on,” Daryl said low to you.

• It was tension in the tent and non of you moved. You could feel the sharp end of the knife on the side of your neck. You swallowed hard and what seemed like an entirety, you held up the outfit and glanced at it. “No underwear?”

• “No underwear,” Daryl repeated. His face were stern and not a sign of mockery, snickering, or anything else. He looked dead serious. He walked with slow steps closer to your right side as you struggled to pull the outfit over your head. It was tight around the chest and the skirt part of the dress didn’t leave anything to the imagination, as your cock wasn’t entirely covered. Your ears were growing red of embarrassment, shame.

• “Well, look at ya, like a good girl,” Daryl said low but you didn’t answer, you looked right ahead. Swallowing hard as Daryl circled you. If it was humiliation Daryl was seeking from you, well, you sure were feeling humiliated right now. Especially when Daryl smacked your hands away from covering your cock.

• “Ya always pissed me off wit’ ya jokes,” Daryl said low and took a step closer. “How ya think we ‘r pals. Ya better start show me some respect.”

• “… I’m sorry, Sir,” you said low, standing there like you were a soldier and got scolded by the highest ranking man in the military. Daryl found it somewhat, entertaining. When you are scared, you act like a military boy and trying not to show any emotions. Daryl’s hand hovered over you cock as he stood close to you, and you had to swallow hard.

• You curse that your body thinks this is a sexual act, you could feel how that sweet tickle grew inside the balls. How your ears turn warmer. You closed your eyes for a few seconds before you inhaled sharply through your mouth as a hiss, feeling Daryl had grabbed your cock.

• “Findin’ this hot?” Daryl whispered close to your face. “Gettin’ hard for wearin’ a frilly dress? Ya surely ‘r different from the other men. They would ‘ave shouted and fought… but ya? Yer getting horny.”

• You didn’t answer. Too ashamed of what your body thought was a sexual act. You tried to steady your breath when you caught yourself how ragged your breath was through your nose and that your cock grew harder in Daryl’s hand. How he started to slowly stroke your growing cock and you closed your eyes, trying to hold in every sound that wanted to escape.

• “Well, time ta learn ya some manners,” Daryl spoke low and gave a firm kick at the side of your knee so you fell forward. Landing on all fours and glanced up at Daryl. “Let’s see wha’ tha’ mouth of yers can do,” Daryl was already unbuckling his pants and you would enter a new part of territory you’ve never experienced before.

[torturedbridgertonsdept]

Chapter 1

Clandestine

Anthony Bridgerton had been out hunting on a cold October morning. He was crouched behind foliage, his gun pointed directly at a deer he had been carefully following for a few moments. His heartbeat pounded in his ears and his breath created a light fog around his head. The doe kept still for a moment too long. He fired his gun, unfortunately missing the shot. The deer ran off out of his view and he growled in frustration. Oddly, he had heard a loud neighing coming from behind him. A cream-white horse caught Anthony’s attention when he turned around. 

“Oh dear, where did you come from? Shh… it’s alright, I am sorry for startling you,” Anthony had spoken softly, trying to ease the animal’s anxiety whilst he petted its nose.

“Blossom? Blossom! Come here, girl!” Anthony heard a young woman’s voice cry accompanied by loud whistling. It was not long before he had seen her coming from the same direction as the horse did. “Blossom! Oh my sweet girl, are you alright?” She cooed approaching it then patting its back gingerly.

Anthony tipped his hat to the mysterious lady who had appeared at his then-failed hunting spot. 

“I’m afraid it was my fault that the poor girl was startled. My apologies, Miss…” He paused, allowing her an introduction.

“Augustine… Augustine Baxter,” She bowed.

Anthony studied her appearance. Augustine wore her brunette hair pinned up uniformly, her cheeks and lips accented by a subtle pink rouge, but her coat was discolored and tattered, with her dress and apron reflecting the same state.

“Pleasure to meet you Miss Baxter, Viscount Anthony Bridgerton,” He held his hand out for her. 

His name rang in her head to be familiar. Her eyes widened once she remembered the identity of the man.

“Viscount Bridgerton!” Augustine said frantically as she bowed before him. “Oh, I am a half-wit! Forgive me for not recognizing you before. I had been journeying to your estate before my beloved Blossom had gotten away from me,”

“Journeying to my estate? Why might you be heading there?” He raised his brow.

“Did Lady Bridgerton not inform you? I am to be a lady’s maid to your sister, Miss Eloise,” She placed her hands on her hips proudly.

“Ah, yes. I had forgotten we contacted the agency for a new maid,” Anthony rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger as if it would repair his memory. “Forgive me, for the last few weeks have been a total nightmare to deal with. I’ve too much paperwork to tend to, on top of me searching for a wife this season, I am completely overwhelmed…” He paused to groan and wipe his face in frustration. “Anyway enough about me, yeah? I am far too complicated and boring to talk about. For now, I shall see that you arrive at the Bridgerton home safely, yes?” Anthony requested as he mounted his own horse.

“Are you sure that’s quite alright? I would hate to trouble you, my lord. You must have so many duties to attend to as the viscount,” She said gently, not wanting to look like a damsel in distress any more than she already did.

“Ah, come on. You would not be interrupting anything, seeing as my hunt this morning was unfruitful,” He chuckled in slight embarrassment.

“That is most kind of you, sir, thank you,” She reluctantly agreed. Augustine climbed back up onto Blossom, waiting for his instruction. He had gestured the direction with his head and she nodded in understanding.

Riding her horse parallel to Mr. Bridgerton, he could feel his glances but refused them, thinking it to be improper to stare back at a man with that high of a title, but the looks she did allow herself revealed traits such as his jawline and how it framed his smile elegantly. His dark hair curled upward, highlighting his chocolate-colored eyes. She had thought to herself that anyone who had seen him would agree that he was handsome, almost annoyingly so.

“I do hope you are prepared to tend to Eloise. She is quite a handful. Think of if a squirrel were to be combined with a rabid dog, and you will only know half of the chaos she is capable of creating. if you wish to no longer work for her after your meeting, I would not blame you,” Anthony said in jest and was delighted to discover Augustine softly laughing in response.

“I doubt that she will cause me to reconsider things, my lord. I assure you, I have as much patience as there are stars in the night sky,” She said in earnest, but Anthony had found it a bit humorous nonetheless.

“Well, thank goodness for that,” He said, giving her a nod. A moment of silence passed before Anthony spoke once more  “I’m assuming you had fallen off your horse when I startled her correct? I can call for a physician to examine you if you are hurt,”

“I am most grateful, Mr. Bridgerton. I am quite alright. I believe the worst of it would be this nasty bruise on my hip,” 

Anthony was intensely curious about Miss Augustine. She was very brief in her responses as if she were punished for having a personality as a child, but still exuded charm and kindness. He wondered what her history must be. He felt it a bit invasive to ask her questions about personal topics, but he could not help himself.

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, Miss Augustine, but how old are you?”

“I am but one and twenty years, my lord,”

“You’re quite young to be a lady’s maid, yes?”

“Perhaps, my lord, but it is what I must do to live,” She laughed to be polite. She had known working for people of high rank would include having to hear comments like this, but she didn’t seem to mind it coming from Anthony. She found it harmless.

“Right… My apologies,” Anthony nervously cleared his throat, embarrassed about coming off so privileged.

“It is no trouble at all, Mr. Bridgerton,”

"Have you had any experience in being a lady's maid before?" He quickly asked, trying to keep the conversation going.

"I have been working as staff to noblemen since I was sixteen. I worked with my parents until they had tragically passed. My mother was a chambermaid and my father, a butler," Her voice was sweet, contrasting the rather grim recalling of her history.

"My deepest condolences. How did your parents pass?" Anthony was not known to be the most gentle in his delivery, but his interest was genuine.

"They had gotten sick while traveling from France... They passed on the boat ride from lack of medical attention," She said slowly so as to not get herself emotional in front of the viscount.

"And what happened to you after that?"

"I had continued to work at my old employers' estate until they had moved out of the country and now the plan is to work for you and the rest of the Bridgerton family until I am old and grey," Augustine attempted to lighten the mood with a bit of humor. She did not wish to depress him any further.

His interest was piqued when she mentioned her plan. That was quite some time to commit for a young woman, he thought.

"Is there no chance that you might marry one day? Are there no men that have asked for your hand?" he inquired.

Augustine found Anthony so fascinating. He was not purposefully prejudiced against commoners, he more so seemed uninformed about what life was truly like for them. She did not have the pleasures of going to balls and soirees in search of a spouse, just as Anthony was able to. She did not have time, nor money to even entertain the idea of finding a husband. She was fated to be a poor spinster, a fact that she has accepted for a long time.

“With the brood of Bridgertons I am about to share a home with, I believe I will have my hands full. I shall need not for a husband or children,” As she spun her tale into one that included positivity and light, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for her.

Augustine was known for turning any negative situation into a positive one. That continued to be proven true as the two arrived at the Bridgerton residence. She found it serendipitous to see that the sky was quickly pouring, unconcerned if it had gotten all over her. 

"My lord, would you mind escorting Blossom and I to the stables? She is not a fan of the rain," She laughed, wiping away the raindrops that stung her eyes. Anthony was amused to see the way Augustine looked with her hair now curled up from being doused in rain. Most women he had met would have been furious if they had so much as a speck of dirt on their dresses. 

Augustine had looked upon the Bridgerton home with wonder. She had never seen a place more beautiful. The red brick walls stood out with the wisteria that framed the threshold. It seemed so magical, yet so comforting at the same time. She could not wait to explore the estate. She knew that she would spend every spare moment she was allowed to admire the gardens and see the view of London from the upstairs balcony.

Anthony’s view at that moment was different. He had paid attention only to his footing and to Augustine. He could not ignore how the rain caused her clothes to wrap around the curves of her body tightly. The light fabric of her dress was sheer enough to reveal the entirety of her chest. He had visualized in his mind what it would look like to carefully peel the fabric from her soft skin. Thoughts like this had continued until she had noticed his stare. Once caught, he kept his eyes forward. 

When they arrived at the stables, Augustine was quick to take Blossom into an open stall, lined up with the coachmen’s horses. Anthony stared as she bent over to secure Blossom’s lead to a post in the ground. Her chest had swung out in front of her, the peaks of her breasts fully in Anthony’s view. It was as if he had been entranced, ordered to take small steps closer to her. When Augustine stood up again, she was slightly startled to see Anthony standing there with little space between them. She trembled, feeling his warm breath hit her face. Soon she was pressed to the wall, the viscount’s lips hovering around hers. Her eyes were wide and she felt frozen in place. After a moment passed, the two were brought back down to reality and Anthony pulled away from her sharply.

He then cleared his throat to say "Very, well... I do have some business to attend to and you must be getting to Eloise," He tipped his hat once more and hastily ran off.

“Aye… I shall change clothes and introduce myself to her at once, Lord Bridgerton,”

[hiemaldesirae]

Swap AU:

Charlie and Vaggie both know That Vox is there on Lucifer's behalf, but once they see Vox freak out because of Alastor's Shadow (Alastor took over the Shadow and was gently petting Vox's rabbit ears (just how sleepy Vox likes it), before he spoke through the radio to Vox, saying I love you.) Causing the overlord to have a panic attack and blow the power in half of pride. So Vaggie actually gets pretty overprotective of Vox, seeing Alastor as Vox's Adam.

This panic attack is also what allows Husker and Vox to setup their contracted souls and they start building outside of the hotel. Little restaurants, and a gambling joint (where the biggest prize is TVs you don't have to rent, which Charlie thinks is pretty awesome. Not even Nobles have their own TVs, so this will definitely bring in the spotlight for the hotel!) One of the surviving contracted souls of Vox's is a goetia, who can go to earth, and Vox uses them have the hotel offer earthly goods.

At the overlord meeting...since the remaining Vees are contracted Overlords, they aren't invited. Only Alastor and Rosie can come for the Entertainment District and Cannibal town. Vox is on a high dose of (I think it's Xanax they give you for this? I know it's what they gave me to take during my flights because of the anxiety for flying so I'm guessing it may be the same idk) meds so he can get through the meeting unfortunately, Husker can only sit on one of his sides....Who takes the other seat beside Vox? Why Alastor of course.

Who catches Vox's hand with his own under the table, giving it a squeeze and rubbing his thumb over Vox's pulse point in his wrist while Carmilla talks.

While Husk brings up the Angel's head, and points out it could be the cause of the second extermination coming up, Vox is beginning to slowly freak out. He's glad when Carmilla and Zestial say the meeting is over, and he stands up about to jerk his hand away--when Alastor kisses it, murmuring "I'm sorry, my beloved. I'll see you soon." And Husk hisses, grabbing Vox and they hurry back to the hotel.

Vox leaves the lights on in his room that night, but it doesn't stop Alastor from visiting, and covering his precious picture box up with the softest blanket he can conjure....and he also spots the large Cyan scar on Vox's chest, and tears fill the deer demons eyes--he hadn't ment too, he thinks claws digging into his palms. Never you Vox....it'll never happen again. Once I have your soul under my hand no one will hurt you again...myself included. You'll be safe right beside me, where you belong.

oh my GOD vaggie and vox friendship theyre so precious to me <3 wait okay so does al like. send his shadow to the hotel since they cant really get rid of it anyway and they dont know yet that al can posess his shadow ? or what is really going on here im a little lost sorry. the image of al taking the opportunity to stay close to vox when hes in his most vulnerable state just kinda scratches something in my brain though... hes SUCHHH a freak about it all get a JOB stay away from him

OH !!! thats so cool. wait so before that did they just like. have nothing at all lmfao?? cause vox was hiding away or something? cause i dont know if i can image the hotel looking like the shabby rundown mess it was in the show considering the Gambling and Media overlords are here to help run it lmfao. also a GOETIA? my god,, by jove how did that happen

oh this is. oh thats so.... URhrgdhjkfd... the fact that alastors idea of love and posession is so warped that he can only think of owning voxs soula s a means to keep him safe... and he regrets it all so much but its not something that he can ever properly express because he knows vox wouldnt listen and would just try to run away again... im gonna be SICK nonny dont do this to me. i hate ithere

AND YOU DIDNT ANSWER MY QUESTION LAST TIME ABOUT WHETHER OR NOT THEY GET A HAPPY ENDING !!!!!! :sob: im so scared nonny i really am what are you doing with them....

[eldritchstorm-is-a-art-blog]

Rain deer my beloved <3

text transcribed with additional notes I couldn't fit on the page under the cut!

young adult (~2 years)

opportunistic carnivore ruminant (primarily eats plants but will eat meat under certain conditions, has a stomach like a goat or cows allowing it to process cellulose)

fur darkens ~1-1.5 years in age, though some retain a reddish tint for up to three years

usually live for ~50 years, but some have been known to stick it out to their 70s

fully mature (stops growing completely) around 8 years, but start kidding around 2 or 3

antlers tend to grow bigger as they grow older, but genetic factors are also a major influence. for example: some deer just start out with larger antlers (even at younger ages); however, the biggest factor is horn strength and resilience against breaking, as that allows them to keep their high status when faced with things that will break a lesser deers horns.

based off of the apparent lack of seasons in rain world there wouldnt be a set yearly schedule for life events such as shedding antlers or going into heat, so you could likely find rain deer in every lifecycle at any time.

Ears are about equal in size from birth to maturity

Baby (~1-2 weeks old)

lotta leg, long & lanky

like most grazing animals can walk within hours of birth

adults will trample worm grass "meadows" in the middle of dense growths to leave babies in while grazing

give birth standing up, poor babies have a long drop :(

start out red w/ blue spots to blend into worm grass so vultures won't spot them. young rain deer are small, weak, & easy pickings for crafty birds when away from their mothers

antlers are soft until skull reaches full size (around the same time their fur darkens)

rain baby names

kids (goats)

fawn (deer)

calf (cow)

deerling (I think it's cute)

worm grass is an animal, like sea anemone

[moonie-cake]

MOONIE, QUESTION

If the TADC cast ( + Kaufmo and Queenie) were animals, what do you think they would all be?

OOOOOO

Sorry sorry for my very late response DJ HALO , butttt if you ask me , I think these characters would be either :

Our dear Jester protagonist , Pomni :

- SHE IS HEAVILY CAT-CODED because , like , LOOK AT HER

- she also seemed to have those big canine-like teeth instead , so she is most definitely a dog too , specifically a chihuahua I guess LMAOO XD

- perhaps a mouse as well , due to her tiny stature and how she most probably deemed as a fool or weakling ((since she has the "Jester" design)) but with a hidden smart and organized mind ((just like Jerry !!))

My Our beloved ragdolly , Ragatha :

- I cannot help but to think of her as a Bunny too ((I know , I know , Jax existed but he can fuck off to the side for a moment)) specifically the floppy-eared bunny whose size is a bit bigger than normal bunnies ((I don't know what breeds they are all called , sorry))

- I'd like to think that Ragatha could also be a freaking deer , because she is such a lovely little deer ((sorry for the intended pun XD but I'm serious , she's hella sweet but also quite fragile and such a people-pleaser))

- listen .... maybe slide a sheep at that too ..... ((I AM JUST GENERALLY VERY VERY WEAK TO WOMEN WITH GENTLE NATURE OKAYYY))

The [HONK]hole who also happens to be such a loveable jerk , Jax :

- he is either an actual bunny or a hare , that's it. Get out.

The ribbon crybaby GIRLYYY , Gangle :

- she can be a snake !! Look at herrrrr all noodly 🥺🥺

- she could also be a salamander I think !! To me Gangle is just generally a very shy and very sweet , anxiety-filled and crybaby girl , and her being a salamander hiding underneath those sands are just the cherry on top

- perhaps she could be a gecko as well !! I don't know , her big ol' eyes just reminded me of those little cat geckos fr ((and I also think she's generally quite the curious girl , maybe))

- maybe an axolotl too , maybe

The nice , wise and sweet yet dementia-filled chess piece ((with the memory of a goldfish too)) of ours , Kinger :

- he could be a fantastic stallion !! To me he might be very easily startled and forgetful , but I think he's genuinely a really really cool guy with tons of hidden abilities and talents alike , hence why he is a stallion in my opinion

- perhaps a horse as well , because he's silly XD

- he fr could be a little dog too , JUST LOOK AT THEM EYEEEES ((freaking Golden Retriever of an old man))

- and please add a little parakeet at that too , HELP ME OLD MAN CAN SING

- HE FROG

The emo puzzle Lego piece themselves , Zooble :

- honestly they could be a dragon !! They're so cool and the different pieces jumbled together as their entire look and body just giving Discord from MLP vibes ((sorry I seriously cannot help myself on this one XD))

- Zoobs legit could also be a crow , because emo outside sunshine inside

- Maybe throw some lazy koala too , because they look lazy and hella laid-back to me ((but most definitely not stupid , pretty sure Zoobs excels in something complicated too , like coming up with new types of fire ass drinks on the spot))

Miss mother dear Lord Ma'am , Queenie :

- Perhaps a black swan , I genuinely think that she's a very elegant lady with class AND sass !!!!

- despite us all headcanoning that Queenie MAY be a girlboss , I'd like to also think that she's quite the sharp-tongued woman who is also quite cunning , so perhaps a vixen or anything fox-like is up her alley as well

((I definitely don't think she's cool at all that's why I chose vixen or fox-like critters , oh noooo , hahahahahahha ......))

As for Kaufmo our favourite clown Papa guy , I think he'd be either :

- thanks to the suggestions on @moonbunscafe 's blog, I'd like to think that him being a duck is a very good and suitable choice

- perhaps a silly little pigeon too !! I don't know , I love pigeons very very much and I theorised that Kaufmo is quite the silly yet fatherly guy , so

((Can you see the relation between them -- Sorry I'm still learning my English))

- aaaand perhapssss .... Just maybe .... Throw some Weiner dog too ((I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY BUT GOOFY IMMEDIATELY CAME UP INTO MY HEAD AS I IMAGINED KAUFMO SO I CANNOT HELP MYSELF SHSHSH))

[hanilessa]

aldebaran

` childe x fem!reader

` genre: romance, angst

` summary: you have long understood, that this is gravity. an inexorable, merciless force in its capabilities, acting in all studied and unknown limits of the universe. love for astronomy has played a cruel joke with you.

"there are so many stars around, but only you are my sun." you thought at every timid, fleeting glance at ajax. it lasted literally a second, no more, because he burned like a real sun in the blue sky. he shone so brightly, eclipsing everything and everyone else around with his glow. you were madly afraid of being burned by its bright rays and didn't dare to keep your eyes on him. suddenly he finds out? understand? he will burn with its fiery heat your heart trembling in a small body, like a red-hot core inside the planet.

fate is written in constellations. your constellation was the deer constellation. and the brightest star in your constellation was aldebaran, the star under which you were born. you dreamed of distant planets, of bright galaxies in the vast space, of stars. and there was one star next to you. little red-haired boy with a lovely smile on his face. he was your sun.

you and ajax were inseparable. but you lived by the stars and dreamed of studying at the faculty of astronomy. oh how many tears were shed, when you told him, that you were leaving at sumeru. and that was the starting point. this is why you lost your most beloved star in the universe.

beautiful golden-haired traveler became a black hole, that forever dragged your star into its abysses. he was your first love, and remained your love even, when you left snezhnaya and went to the sumeru's academy.

you have long understood, that this is gravity. an inexorable, merciless force in its capabilities, acting in all the studied and unknown limits of the universe. the most powerful attraction to each other of two space objects. and it seems, that your cold planet, drifting alone in the vast expanses of the universe, has finally found its star. so bright and impossibly hot, warming with its fire blazing on its surface. you were drawn to him unrealistically strongly, as if one larger star was attracting a small, weak star to itself, merging together in a bright, crazy dance of light. love for astronomy has played a cruel joke with you.

you knew – yours and his constellations were never connected, and aldebaran was forever doomed to burn alone.

"what will you do, when she leaves?" you asked, swallowing an unpleasant lump in your throat.

"i'll follow her anywhere."

and you knew, he would do it. a selfish thought swarmed inside your head.

but why didn't you follow me, when I left?

lumine was the celestial body, that you hated. she, like a powerful, big star, pulled your sun along with her, taking with her the hope for a bright, flaming and ardent love. now gravity seemed to you an insanely cruel and merciless force. dark matter swallowed you headlong, dragging you into the depths of sharp and merciless despair, as if forever blocking your access to such a warm and dear sun.

she didn't have a constellation. so why were their fates intertwined? it hurt and was at odds with all the astronomical knowledge you had received.

ajax was the sun, lumine was the moon. and together they created a solar eclipse. the moon, bordered by the rays of the sun, so mercilessly blocked your path to your sun – the solar eclipse shone with a beautiful halo of light in the dark sky, leaving your planet alone to be covered with ice and cry with eternal rains.

` a/n: you have no idea how much i love astronomy, and i am ready to write about it everywhere lmao. my knowledge is not accurate, i took all of this information from scientific videos on youtube. if you spot an mistake, please point it out. thanks for reading! ♡

[xumoonhao]

i was tagged by @onedirecton to tag 10 ppl i want to get to know better and make a few questions :3 hehe, thank you sm alice :3

favourite colour: purple, hehe :3 alice i love that we have the same fav colour 💜💜💜 favourite food: ahhhh, i love most things!!! i do have a soft spot for soups and stews tho like they are so so wonderful……… mutuals pls gather round im giving you all a bowl of w/e soup or stew you like rn 🍲 song stuck in my head: babaero by randy santiago!!! its been stuck in my head since i first listened to it like it really is just so good, god… funky city pop music is really everything to me!!!!!!!! absolute best genre of music ever <<<333 i give it one thousand million hearts <- this was my last obsession bc i wrote all these answers down like. a week ago and forgot to post it so now the song stuck in my head is dagundong by alamat :3 its so good btw~! last long i listened to: hala by alamat!!! spotify did the only good thing its ever done by reintroducing me to alamat again like they are So Good oh my god...highly recommend their music!!! the way they work Filipino history into their videos and songs is soooooooo beautiful omg..... dream trip: hhhhhh i want to go to SO many places but my absolute DREAM is japan!!! id love to check out tokyo bc its so not like where i grew up - a bustling metropolis is what i want to live in like literally get me outta my small town this is not the place for meeeeee 😭 - but nara….the deer there……….god i need to go so BAD and i also just want to go to a cherry blossom festival once like pls…pls :( other than tho id LOVE to visit the great bear rainforest!!! like it just looks so so beautiful and its really not too far from me omg……. last tv show/movie: im currently watching the cherry magic anime (it is so good and so cute omg i forgot how much i enjoy the story….) and rewatching kyou kara maoh which is really and truly such a beloved anime To Me like its absolutely ridiculous god i love it sm!!! and i dont remember the last movie i watched?? i Think it was skinamarink but i could be wrong bc i watched that early last year and surely ive seen a movie since then…? but also maybe not bc i truly do only watch like 1 movie a year 😭 <- also update to this bc i watched sweet home a couple days ago!!! it was quite good and i really enjoyed the practical effects in it :3 older horror movies really have such a beloved place in my heart ahhh...also in writing this i remember i watched The Thing after skinamarink...i. only watched horror movies apparently spicy/sweet/savory: SPICY 🌶️🌶️🌶️ i do like all these things but if i had to choose id def go spicy over either of these!!! i do like spicy + sweet tho like omg one time i had spicy chocolate frozen yogurt and it was sooooooo good !!! idk what was used to make it spicy but i Adored it wahhhh~

also!!! in your lil tag game it said to make a few cool questions so i will make some <<<333

If you could be any animal, would you choose to be a domesticated animal or a wild one? Domesticated can extend to a wild animal that has been individually raised in a home, i.e., someone raising a raccoon a pet.

What is your favourite medium of creation? If you don't really engage in making things, pick whatever you're most interested in trying :3 And by medium I mean everything from drawing or making music or writing…anything creative!

What is/are your favourite(s) combination of colours?

Imagine your perfect summer day; what does it look like? Give as much description as you want :3

What is your favourite celestial object?

now, ill tag @grlfriends, @kwonhochi, @vampirebiter, @wonhosgrl, @librapropaganda, @honeydewtual, @heartual, @10281, @taengoo, @morgoth, @bixiaoshi, @ghostfeather, @ashmp3, @lovenee, @earlymay, @anglerfishare1inchto3feetlong, and @huiven!!! only if you want, ofc :3 and i know it said only 10 ppl but you see. i lost count while tagging ......... but thats fine <3