#i feel like my partner hates me cause I'm being a brat and it would be justified if they did

[cum-allergy]

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[jupiter-letters]

Klaus Hargreeves NSFT Headcanons💓

Anon Requested: Clawing at the walls rn. Can you write nsfw Klaus hcs?

A/N: Need to get back into writing again to start the healing process after season 4. I'm seeing some other writers do that now which is really funny and comforting. I've been wanting to do this but I didn't have that drive to do so thanks for the push anon! I'm aware of Klaus' identity as a Genderfluid person, I will be using He/They pronouns for this set of headcanons. Fem! or GN! Reader as always

word count: 634

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now playing: I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

Klaus is very open to most things when it comes to sex, very few things are off the table for him. Having the opportunity to experiment with a partner is a fun experience for the both of you. He teaches you some things and he does the same for you, kinks you never knew you had kind of bubble to the surface.

Wax Play! Klaus introduced you to it in the middle stages of your relationship, he made it known he wasn’t afraid to experiment with a little pain. As long as you weren’t sawing his limbs off to get your rocks off he was fine.The sensation of hot wax on his skin and the soft caress of your fingers brings Klaus such euphoria. He likes to have it dripped on his thighs and his chest. Not so much on his face, anything that involves a little pain he doesn’t want done to his face. 

Being bound in any way is very very hot for them as well. Handcuffs, ropes or clamps, whether it be you or them. He mostly has a preference for being the one tied up, if you’re riding him and his hands are tied to the bedpost, he’ll go crazy. When he's bottoming he'll love it if you tie his hands behind his back. If you use that to grip onto while you fuck him from behind, face pressed in the pillow, he’ll get really loud. 

He lovesss to get pegged, Klaus will alternate between being the biggest brat and being the softest big wet eyed baby in the world. It really depends on how he’s feeling that day whether he’s gonna mouth off to you or not. He just gets sassy to get a reaction out of you but a good way to eradicate that cocky attitude to edge him, Klaus hates when you make him wait to cum. He has such a love-hate relationship with it, it does make anticipation of cumming more exciting. If you do it to him, sometimes he will get revenge later on. He would rather not do it to you cause he loves to give you whatever you want but he is a tease above all. 

He’ll even bring it up while you’re having sex, “Remember that time I backtalked you a tiny bit and you didn’t let me cum for 5 whole minutes babe? Well guess what?” and then he just stops thrusting into you, Klaus will even keep you on the edge of an orgasm for 5 minutes and let you cum after time’s up. “That was torture wasn’t it? I guess it doesn’t feel as good when the shoe’s on the other foot.” 

They have an oral fixation like you wouldn't believe, certified throat goat/munch. Stick your fingers in their mouth and they'll look at you with the nastiest whorish eyes. Anything you wanna put in Klaus' mouth they'll accept it happily, except maybe a gun that might be too much. If you're the one recieving Klaus will have some part of you in their mouth, an earlobe, a nipple or your cheek. It doesn't matter, they want to get as close as possible.

When Klaus goes down on you he's literally kicking his feet while he does it, no joke. He's so excited to be the one that makes you feel good, sex is always filled with giggles and smiles.

Aftercare is usually very quiet and intimate after a night of fun, you just sit in silence in each other's arms. You're both wound up tight in each other's arms, skin still covered in sweat. Klaus will pull you with him into the bathroom eventually so you both can get clean. After a nice shower you both end up playing monopoly or cooking something in your kitchen.

Thanks for reading! Lemme know what you think. Please like or reblog if you like my stuff.

[gennemi]

𝑻𝑳𝑪 (𝑳𝑨!𝑩𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒚 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

A/N: I've been seeing a lot of my One Piece Hubbys stuff all over tumblr and I'm loving it! So I decided to write one myself! I partnered up with a friend of mine who also helped me with this! @darkswordsmen01 hes a good writer! I suggest taking a look at his stories on Wattpad!his wattpad is patrickthehedghog21 his stories are amazing! His OC Evan is briefly mentioned same with my OC Crimson! Enjoy this cute little fic of giving Buggy some good ole TLC cause he deserves it❤

Warnings: None! Just giving Buggy some TLC, fluff, some cursing.

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She was relaxing on her hammock bed, on the Going Merry. Suddenly Crimson had come in, causing her to look over at the red haired woman. "It's your turn with this damn annoying clown who is driving me and Evan crazy." She threw the bag, sounds of the said clown cursing, and complaining, as he landed on the hammock with the (H/C) woman.

Crimson left not too long after having thrown the bag, causing the (H/C) woman to roll her eyes. "She always has a stick up her ass." She whispered, as she opened the bag gently taking Buggy out of the bag. "Hey Buggy." She spoke to the clown pirate softly. He looked at her, giving her a huge grin."Hey Toots." He winked at her, causing her to smile and let out a giggle with a small blush adorning her face. "I'm glad she stuck me with you, I would have hated to be stuck with that black haired fire breathing brat." He spoke, frowning briefly. "Oh Evan? He can be a bit hard headed." She giggled.

An idea suddenly came to the woman's head "I have an idea. Can I wash your hair? Also possibly give you a makeover? I would assume you being in that dirty, sandy and wet bag has to be making you feel icky." She said softly to the clown, feeling bad for him. He just wants his body back, tired of being thrown around in a bag. And most of all sick of that fire breathing brat Evan, who was an asshole to the clown. Her on the other hand was easy to get along with. After the last time she was on 'clown sitting' duty as that red haired, fox eared woman Crimson called it. They got along great. She wasn't mean to him like the others. Always took him out of the bag the whole time she was on duty having to watch over him.

"I mean I guess?" He said confused, looking into the woman's (E/C) eyes. He wasn't gonna lie, they were beautiful. The woman was beautiful to him in general. She smiled happily. "I'll be right back going to get the stuff." She responded happily before she got down from her hammock bed and softly leaving the clown on said bed to go get a bucket or two of warm water, and some towels. While he waited for her to come back, he looked around the room. She had a vanity of some sort over in one corner of the room. With stuff on the table of the vanity like a mirror, a hairbrush, what looks to be some makeup.

As the woman was getting two buckets of warm water, she was trying to be as quiet as possible so as to not wake anyone up. She quietly headed back to her room, opening the door. "I'm back!" She smiled softly at Buggy. He looked at her before giving a smile back. She sat the buckets of water down besides the towels. Then she walked back over to the hammock and grabbed Buggy softly before going to the other corner of the room to grab a small stool to lay his head on. She folded a towel and laid it on said stool. She took Buggy's bandana off his head, taking his hair down. Her eyes widened a bit at how long his hair was, but she didn't say anything about it. She laid his head softly down onto the towel that was on the stool, so he was comfortable.

She quickly grabbed a shampoo bar to wash the said clown's blue hair. She also grabbed a cup to help wash his hair with, she sat down on the ground, beginning to wash his hair. She hummed a small tune while doing so. She started to lather his long blue hair up with soap. He seemed to be enjoying it if his eyes being closed in relaxation said anything, causing her to continue with a small smile on her face.

Soon she gently and carefully squeezed any excess water out of his hair, grabbed one of the towels and started gently drying off his hair a bit. "There we go! I bet that's gotta feel a lot better!“ She smiled, picking him up gently and going over to her vanity table before gently setting him down on it and grabbing her hairbrush and started to brush his blue hair gently for him. Putting it back up while doing so, she grabbed his red and white bandana and fixed it back on his head for him. "Do you mind I also clean off your face? From all that old makeup and put a fresh coat on it?" She asked softly, he looked at her. "I guess? Just don't screw it up!" He spoke, causing her to let out a little giggle. "I won't, I promise I've seen plenty of your bounty posters, that I know what the whole makeup get up you have going on looks like." She giggled.

She took out what looked like face paint and also grabbed a rag and wetted it, starting to gently wipe off all the makeup off his face. After she wiped off all the makeup she took out some makeup brushes, and began the process of repainting his face, her tongue sticking out in concentration. Buggy took the time to look over her face, he wouldn't lie she was cute up close. The way her eyes (E/C) were concentrated on what she was doing. The way her small, but dainty hands worked on putting the facepaint on his face, being gentle with him, he was loving the softness of her hands. He won't admit it out loud but he was enjoying her presence.

"There and it's done!“ She smiled, as she grabbed her hand mirror and put it up to him, so he could see it. "What do you think?" She asked, rotating the mirror so he could look at his face in the mirror. Wow, he will admit she did really well. Got all the details down. "I like it." He finally said, causing her to put on a small smile. "I'm glad!“ She said happily before she then yawned. She suddenly picked him up again. He was suddenly scared she was gonna put him back in that wet, sandy, and dark bag, but she surprised him. When she got up into her Hammock Bed taking him with her. "I wasn't about to put you back in that bag, so you can sleep up here with me, where it's more comfortable." She smiled.

She laid his head gently down on the pillow. "Well goodnight Buggy!“ She smiled as she went to bed for the night, he looked at her sleeping face, he let a small smile grace his features. "Goodnight Toots." He said as he closed his eyes and let sleep take over.

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A/N: My Requests are open! If anyone would like to request LA Buggy fics (I'm not that far in the anime yet) they are open! Both SFW and NSFW you can Request as an anon for both as long as you are at least 18+ for NSFW! you can also go look on my pinned post that will tell you what characters I do requests for! May update it soon! And add Deke Shaw from Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D I love him sm! (Also on a Jeff Ward Brainrot currently!)

[divine-misfortune]

taking the horny and making it sad always results in fucking fantastic fic so.... please do 👀

I'm so sorry this took me like four months to answer-

Tw for a lot of self hatred and Dew using sex as a form of self harm.......

Swiss was a good mate; he was kind, attentive, loving, anything a ghoul could ask for.

He was a sweetheart...When he wanted to be.

Swiss also had a mean streak just about a mile wide.

It wasn't something that ever really came out to play when it was not invited, but when it was, it came in full force. Cruel was a good word to describe him. Not in the way that Rain was cruel. A particularly more forceful brand of it. While Rain is more apt to strike his partner down with words coated in honey and venom, Swiss is more fond of displaying strength. He enjoys making his partner feel small, helpless.

And Dew needed mean. He needed a type of mean that would bruise and ache for days to come. He needed to hurt in the way he deserved.

The feeling of Swiss' hand twisted in his hair brought a burning sensation to his scalp. He wasn't nice about the way he handled the little ghoul. His kindness was reserved for the days Dew didn't use every ounce of energy he had to provoke him, and as of late, those days were becoming few and far between. It was purposeful, Dew wasn't sure if Swiss had picked up on the fact yet. If he had, he made no indication. Swiss just continued to pull him along by a fistful of his hair, ignoring the little hisses and curses the fire ghoul sputtered over.

He threw him to the floor and kicked the door shut. Dew swallowed down the sour taste in his mouth. He could smell gasoline and charcoal wafting off of him with all the subtlety of a warning sign with flashing lights. It was clear to him that Swiss was too far in that merciless headspace to register it, and Dew was grateful. He needed Swiss to keep going. Despite the feeling of needles piercing his skull it was far from enough. Far from what he felt he'd earned.

"Can't keep that fucking mouth shut, can you?" The multi ghoul snapped and pushed his sleeves up. On another day, Dew might’ve fixated on the way the veins bulged below the skin. He would've drooled over the way Swiss' body looked like it was carved from marble. The only thing he could focus on was the way Swiss' fingers curled into fists like he was itching to strike him.

His stomach flipped. Close to nausea.

"I only run it because you haven't figured out how to stop me." He sneered, hoping Swiss didn't hear how hollow his words felt. There was no heat. No fight. All smoke.

"Is that it, droplet? You just need to learn your place?"

"My place?" He quirked up a brow, "and what's my place?"

"Right where you are, at my feet, only speaking because I allow it."

Swiss moved closer and Dew nearly shrunk away from him. He plastered a smirk on his face, a cockiness that didn't settle into the rest of his features. Reminded himself to laugh at the notion, Swiss hated being laughed at. A jab directly at his pride. Swiss' lip curled in a snarl. He could feel his heartbeat in his lungs.

"You're such a fucking brat, you know that?" He seized him by the hair again, pulling him off his ass and onto his knees in a quick motion that caused him to yelp. "What am I talking about? Of course you know that, just love getting a rise out of me huh?"

He had to brace himself against Swiss' strong thighs as his cheek was pressed to the front of his pants. Already hard just from tossing him around like a fucking ragdoll, it was something hard for him to stomach on days like these, knowing Swiss got so turned on from hurting him. From all the tears and the screams he could ring out of him.

It's because he hates you. It's because you deserve it. Let him have his fun, it's all you're good for.

Dew felt his throat go tight as the words carved themselves into his brain. Facts he needed to accept. This was the only reason any of them kept around after all, something pretty and pathetic they could inflict their frustrations on. It was a novelty that was bound to wear off.

"Hey, idiot, are you fucking listening?" Swiss snapped and Dew tried to will a lie to roll off his tongue but he choked on the syllables. He growled and forced his thumb past his lips, "I said-" and pried his jaws apart with enough force it pulled his whole body forward "open."

Instinct was what made him bite back down. Self preservation stronger than self loathing. Strong enough he could taste blood, he'd knicked skin with one of his fangs.

Swiss hissed and jerked away like he'd been burned, Dew was surprised he hadn't burned him.

"Fucking ingrate!"

For a split second the room spun rapidly, dark spots dotting his vision as his head hit the floor. He stared up at the ceiling as it seemed to distort with the rest of his vision. Swiss was still talking but he sounded like he was a mile away, muffled behind a shrill ringing that rattled between his ears. Dew felt something wet on his face. It was either blood or tears, and neither felt acceptable. He nearly curled in on himself. A pathetic bug under Swiss' boot. He sucked in a breath between his teeth and forced himself upright despite the fact doing so made him feel violently ill.

His cheek stung. His jaw ached. His throat burned.

It wasn't enough. The pain wasn't enough.

"H-Harder-" Dew breathed, bracing his hands on his knees to steady himself. It didn't help. He couldn't look up at Swiss. He didn't deserve to meet his gaze. "Hit me harder." The words clawed themselves out of his mouth desperately and he braced himself for another sharp strike.

But Swiss fell quiet. The floorboards creaked when his weight shifted. Dew squeezed his eyes shut.

Breaking Dewdrop wasn't hard, Swiss could do it with his eyes closed. He played himself off as barbed wire and scalding rock but in reality he was fragile. No better than porcelain on his best days. Dew broke with a sort of predictability. Cleanly. Soft edges. This was anything but clean. More akin to a pane of glass being shattered. Sharp and messy and hazardous.

He was shaking like a leaf.

Swiss felt the fire in him die, ash settling in its place.

How had he been so stupid? So blind to the warning signs?

He sunk to the floor in front of the little ghoul and felt his heart fall when Dew looked up fearfully, but his glassy stare seemed to pass right through him. Like he was waiting for further punishment. He felt sick with himself.

"Baby?" Swiss softened his tone and Dew flinched away from the sincerity. "Can you hear me?"

"Dont-" Dew started before his lower lip trembled and Swiss' chest ached with guilt. "I'm fine."

"No you're not." It wasn't accusatory, a gentle fact. "You're not okay."

"Doesn't matter." His nails were digging into his knees. They'd just about poked through the denim. "Keep going."

"I'm not gonna keep going," Swiss frowned. "Not when something's wrong."

The novelty was gone. Nobody wanted a broken toy.

"Please! Please, I'm fucking sorry just keep-"

"Shh...None of that, angel. None of that...You okay if I touch you?"

Every part of Dew wanted to say no, knowing Swiss was just doing damage control so the fucking dumpster fire of a ghoul didn't set the abbey ablaze, but he nodded. Swiss gathered him up in his arms and before he knew it, his face was buried in the juncture of his neck. His arms held him carefully. Dew couldn't fight off his tears. He'd been trying. He'd been forcing them down dutifully. But a lick of kindness had him crumbling.

"I'm sorry Dew, I should have realized something wasn't right." Swiss' palm rubbed small circles into his back, "I'm so sorry angel, I didn't mean a word of that I promise."

"Don't gotta lie...it's okay if you meant it. I get it."

His voice sounded painfully small and Swiss held him tighter like he might just slip through his fingers if he wasn't careful.

"I didn't, I couldn't, ever mean those things...I love you Dew, to the moon and back, I love you so much..."

Dew bit his lip and tucked himself further against Swiss. Shame crept in, toeing over the aversion, to drown him in disgust. He'd used Swiss as a tool for his own self-destruction. Selfish didn't begin to describe his actions. How Swiss could even stand to look at him, let alone comfort him, made no sense to him.

Even still, Dew clung to him like Swiss was the only thing keeping him together. He clutched at the back of his shirt and let another sob wrack his body.

Swiss only continued to hold him, never once speaking above a whisper.

[wolfoftheblackflames]

Another piece of the fic for you misfits, enjoy!

The Devil and The Innocent: Pt.6

Meanwhile, with Adam and Lute, the two paid a visit to Little Pride's favorite duo. Vox and Valentino. “So tell me, what can we do for you?” The man with the black slicked back hair and pronounced jaw asked as his bald partner with glasses leered at Lute.

Adam smirked, placing a simple bag of coins on the table. “See I want to make an ex soldier of the Exorcist Platoon my little slave. And I know you two are the best at getting that done.” The man grinned.

“You're allowed to do it painfully as well. And we both know you two hate Carmilla Carmine and her little brats.” Lute added not bothered by the creepy look Valentino gave her.

“Oh, it seems like you two are asking us to make Carmilla disappear..” Valentino mused as the Hispanic man grinned evilly.

“More like kidnap and beat the shit out of.” Lute replied with a sadistic grin. “And then that little cunt will have to do anything to get her precious family back.”

“Damn Lute you're going murder hobo on me.” Adam winced knowing that grin. “But yeah, make the Carmine bitches beg and squeal, then our little Vagasaurus will have to accept that she's all mine.” He laughed.

“Consider it done.” Vox chuckled, offering his pale skinned hand. “Thank you for your patronage Mr Dickmaster.”

All four chuckled evilly as now Carmilla had no idea what was coming to her.

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Elsewhere in her home Carmilla leaned against her large chair with a growl. She really hated having to get her hands dirty, but with her instinct being right on nobody willing to help her the taller woman had no choice. “Hold on Vaggie, I'm coming for you.” She growled, grabbing out her more dangerous foot attire.

A knock came to her door as Carmilla got her sharpened hidden blades on. “What the?” She blinked and then she heard a voice.

“Come out seniorità, you don't have a choice in the matter.” Valentino sneered with his many golden tooth goons. The lackeys went straight for the door with a battering ram.

Carmilla moved out of the way snarling. How dare they break into her home?! The Latina growled and slipped out through the back rushing towards Hellfire Forest on foot while being quiet as to not alert the small army.

“Tch Vox isn't going to like this. Oh well those daughters of hers will be back soon too.” Valentino grinned walking away.

Carmilla dashed through the increasingly colder forest. Her chest heaving softly as she tried to find that place. The forest however summoned more of those creepy monsters. “Shit!”

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Back at the Palace, Vaggie was smiling at Charlie who held a box in her big paws. “Here is a gift for you.” She stated handing it to Vaggie.

“You're spoiling me a little too much.” Vaggie replied feeling a little overwhelmed.

“Please open it.” The Devil grinned with her tail wagging.

Vaggie rolled her eye at Charlie, she then peeked into the box and blinked seeing the most gorgeous necklace she'd ever seen. It was a golden chain with a pair of angel wings that had extended out from a beautiful amethyst. “Sus hermosas..” (It's beautiful) came from a shocked Vaggie's lips. “Can I put it on you?” Charlie asked fidgeting.

Vaggie nodded softly, moving her gorgeous long hair as she felt Charlie move behind her, the Devil carefully unclasping the necklace and draping it over Vaggie's chest. “You look so pretty!”

“It does suit you.” Husk smirked.

“Yeah blondie here was frantically searching for it all day!” Angel teased as Charlie growled at him.

This caused Vaggie to laugh but she then gently took Charlie's paw. “Would you like to read with me?” She asked as she chuckled, seeing that tail wag as an answer.

Husk ushered everyone back to work to give the two some space by the fire. He smiled a bit seeing Charlie happily watching each page turn and listening intently to Vaggie.

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Angel grinned and gathered everyone together as Husk jumped up on the quacking foot stool. He was soon knocked off with a grumble by Alastor who grinned. “Hey radiohead, what are ya doing?!” The candlestick growled waving his flames at Alastor.

“I know what you all want to do, and to be quite clear, this little wind-up cat won't be able to do it well.” The radio playfully grinned.

“Alastor, don't be such a bully darling. But I am curious to hear what your plan is.” Rosie replied with Niffty just zipping around cleaning.

“And you know what romance is?” Angel asked, growling.

“No my shiny pink chap, I don't even care for it. But I do know how to make a place feel like romance will happen.” Alastor used his antenna to straighten his nob bow tie.

Angel looked skeptical at him as the radio continued. “You all want to be human again don't you?” He smirked, poking a sore spot on everyone.

“Fine, but one wrong move and I'm setting ya on fire!’ The candlestick growled helping Husk up.

“Fair enough.” Alastor laughed. “Now my little friends it is time to break this annoyance once and for all.” (Cue to be human again)

The crew went about doing their jobs to make this romance blossom. Angel playfully danced with Husk, Cherri looked amused, Velvette was smug as ever, Rosie was grinning as she orchestrated the other enchanted knick knacks, Alastor got the musical instruments ready, and Niffty despite being a small cup, got the room spotless.

Outside kept bustling and cleaning, Velvette smirked and dove into the fountain as a way to steal the spotlight.

“Damn it Velvette!” Cherri snapped as the crew grumbled while walking to go dry off.

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It was later during a bath Charlie whined being scrubbed. “Wait, you want me to do what?!”

“Don't worry toots, you'll do alright with Vagina. Besides, you don't have much time left anyway!” Angel replied pointing to the golden rose. “Even Al, who is surprisingly good at music, is helping out. Didn't expect that interview radio host to actually help too.”

Charlie glared at Angel shaking her fur and splashing him purposely. “It's Vaggie.” She defended but then sighed walking around the room. A coat rack started to dry her off as she sighed. “Look, I know time is running out… I just dunno if I can do this.” The Devil sighed feeling her fur being combed back.

“C'mon blondie, it's obvious you love her right?” Angel stated standing on the vanity. “Love…?” The Devil blinked lightly placing a paw to her chest. “More than anything yes..” She sounded so soft and innocent.

Angel smiled and lightly took her free paw while his candle hands were out. “Then open your heart up again. Seriously, it's possible that miss bookworm likes ya too.”

Charlie lifted her head at that and stared at him. She was scared to open up, but with how much she enjoyed being with Vaggie, it's a risk she had to try taking. “Okay…”

“Alright let's get cha looking so good our little guest will swoon!” Angel grinned.

After awhile Charlie was ready as Husk bowed politely. “Come this way my princess. Your date awaits.”

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Vaggie on the other hand groaned at the assortment of dresses Velvette had shown her. “Quit being a picky pissy bitch already!” The dresser growled looking annoyed. “Bloody hell you're annoying.”

“I don't need some dresser who thinks she's hot shit to pick for me!” Vaggie retorted pointing her spear at Velvette.

“Fine, come out ugly as fuck!” Velvette left hopping away.

Lucifer winced seeing the two bicker. He then tapped Vaggie on the arm. “May I be some assistance?” He asked.

“What do I have to lose..” Vaggie groaned, pinching her nosebridge.

Lucifer smiled and motioned over Razzle and Dazzle, who circled Vaggie looking her over and then diving into the other closet. “I think something like this would make you look like a beautiful dame Maggie.”

Vaggie looked annoyed at him but then turned her head towards Razzle and Dazzle who pulled out a truly gorgeous looking dress. “Sir… I don't think.. I don't deserve such a beautiful thing…”

Lucifer lightly touched her arm again. “My friend you do. You've made my little char-char smile again! As a father it's all I've ever dreamed of seeing.” He quacked smiling. “And I think she sees you as someone deserving of love too.”

Vaggie blinked, she looked hesitant but what he said filled her with warmth, it was strange and new. Unlike her found family bond with the Carmines, this was different. “Alright sir…” She gulped and went to put on the dress behind the screen.

(Hiya, hope you guys enjoyed the well awaited dance scene, I loved writing it ^^)

[skzms]

I was going through your Masterlist to see if I could read anything else and I realized I've already read all your Minsung stories😭😭😭💔💔💔 I wanna erase my memory and read them all again😔

The one about Reader having to watch while tied down is something I remember thinking about and it dawned on me that I'd be in one of two states of mind. I'd either: absolutely hate it because I'd be desperate and horny asf OR In reality I'm fucking LOVING it and so content with just watching Jisung fall apart and Minho rail him into next Thursday afternoon.

It's so funny to me to think that Minho would feel so proud that he got me to be all pouty and whiny (Honestly I'd do it just to not sell myself out) when I know and I think Jisung has a clue cause he kind of just KNOWS when I'm in Dom mode, that I thoroughly enjoyed the show and Minho just doesn't🤭 Blame the brat in me. Having a bratty side while being a switch in Dom mode is a recipe for absolutely DISASTER and I love it <333

next thursday afternoon I am fucking cackling, you're so real for that, it would be such a treat to watch

miss gurl that last paragraph has me dead 🫡 being bratty partners in crime with jisung in the bedroom adkjhskjh what a fucking dream 😵‍💫 he'd put on such a show for you as well, arching his back all pretty and moaning like a pornstar

us 🤝 bratty switchy voyeurs

honestly what a fucking concept I am begging you to write this actually hahah

[redrocketpanda]

Content notice: this post is going to discuss sexual violence, sexualisation and kink related to Astarion's storyline and personal experiences

When making certain posts + writing my fic about Astarion, I knew it was only a matter of time before people would come at me for the content. It was never a question of if, but of when. Because we all know the internet lacks nuance when it comes to certain topics and there are a lot of people seem very invested in being the online morality police

Today I received the following comment on one of my Astarion posts. And whilst I don't wish to give air time to rando's on the internet and don't need (or quite frankly want) to defend myself, there are some points I would like to make in relation to this

The first point being a big reminder that: if you don't like something, DNI. There are plenty of other posts and fics about Astarion that are all fluff and love and treating him like a pretty little princess. Currently, my Astarion content is not that. There are many reasons as to why that's the case. And, again, if you don't like it... go somewhere else cause I ain't about to stop posting what I'm posting just because people disapprove or want to label me as problematic or "not giving a fuck about victims of SA"

I hate to break to ya but life ain't so black and white. Cause here's the thing - trauma + kink are irrevocably intertwined with one another. There are a lot of academic works and smarter people on the internet who will have said this better than me, but the main point that I want to make is that people who create particular kinds of content are often playing in the spaces that they were forged in. It is in the very act of creation that we process things we've experienced, and it's up to us what kinds of narratives we want to explore/tell and what kinds of experiences we want to have (on and offline)

Not to get all TMI on main but I am someone who is actively and unashamedly engaged in many kinds of kink. Do you know what I adore? Being treated like shit in quite domineering and violent ways. Do you know what else I love? Topping little brats who need to be forcefully put in their places. And do you know what else I have? A lifetime of experience of domestic, intimate partner, and sexual violence. This is actually incredibly normal and okay. People who have experienced trauma are multi-faceted beings.

Kink is often a place where people can safely experience untold levels of catharsis (and by extension I am including writing + gameplay in this too). This isn't the case for everyone, though it is certainly true for me, and ofc there are healthier and unhealthier ways of doing this. There was a period of my life not too long ago when I was putting myself in very risky situations to get my kicks, and now I write about fictional characters experiencing these instead bc that's what I want to be doing with my life right now

And nobody gets to tell me shit about what I enjoy, or tell me how to enjoy it, or try to make me feel guilty for it

When I say that I get off on seeing Astarion bloody and bruised, when I say he deserves to be punished and write fic about that, when I play in the space of ownership and toxic relationships, I do so from a place of lived experience. I do so from a place of being well-read and well-practiced in kink. I do so from a place free from shame and fear of what other people will think. Because I have every right to say what I say, to write what I write, and to enjoy what I enjoy. And actually, it doesn't and shouldn't matter. Even if I didn't have those experiences or knowledge, I'm still allowed to create whatever the fuck I want to create and it doesn't make me a "bad person" bc it doesn't subscribe to this puritanical moral agenda that's been seeping all over the internet (Side note: I put this in the tags but it bears reiterating here. This also reeks of the kind of shitty comments that get made about how dom's are perpetrators of abuse and violence, or that subs are victims who are being taken advantage of, which I don't even have time to go into here bc there is a lot of history behind that. but just fyi. don't. just... don't. and if you wanna know why go ask google)

I also say/write/create from a place of my personal interpretation that I think Astarion gets off on masochism too. Have you met the guy? There's so much in his character that indicates that he likes to get slapped about and teased. And yes, I do know his story, I know his background, I know him. Because there is a lot about Astarion which is a mirror of myself. And I am playing with that reflection in lots of different ways (yes, that's an Astarion joke)

There will be a time when I have a very different kind of romance with Astarion, but that's not the kind of experience I want to have right now and maybe, in some ways, I'm not ready for it. Just a few weeks ago I wrote the below piece at 3am (which is now part of a sakuatsu piece about self-acceptance and love) when I woke up crying my eyes out and needed a creative outlet for how I was feeling at the time

Not that he calls it quits. Because the messages never stop coming, they flow freely from the tap. Anytime, anywhere. Whenever he wants it. He's always in demand. Because they all want him, they all want something from him.  But he doesn't care. Sometimes he loves it, gets off on it, can't get enough of it. Sometimes it leaves him feeling cold and empty and broken. At the end of the day, what does it matter? It's all that he's good for anyway

And tonight I got hit with Astarion essentially saying something very similar:

The moment I met Astarion, I knew that what we were seeing is a cleverly constructed performance. It's a facade, stitched together of hypersexualised behaviour, witty banter and a charming smile. I would know that performance anywhere, because it's one I've been playing for over a decade. It's a survival mechanism, a mask; something which endears you to others, which makes them like you, sometimes even love you. This performance is something that Astarion has become so very good at that it's become etched onto his soul. He doesn't know who he is without it, he doesn't know what he wants. But now he has the chance to find out.

And here's the thing: he doesn't have to suddenly become some super reformed character or stop getting his kicks in sadomasochistic ways. You can be all about bodily autonomy, self-love, and healthy boundaries, and still also have big ole' ownership, degradation, pain, and praise kinks actually. And there sure as hell ain't nothing wrong with that. Because, again, people are multi-faceted.

There is space for people who want to give Astarion a hug and tell him that he's loved, to have a really tender soft romance with him. And there is space for people who think that Astarion is a horrendous little man who is in need of objectification and punishment. Both of these stances are super valid and fun.

So now, if you'll excuse me, I shall depart from this very long personal essay (that probably no one will read, but which needed to be said anyway). I've got a dungeon scene that's not going to write itself.

[musigrusi]

More random Headcanons of 141

And since I'm a horse girly, we gon add unnecessary amounts of equines (including my own)

Soap is the kinda guy who would love animals like no other, but with the same amount of knowledge as a chicken has about being a shark, you get me?

Ask the man to feed a cat, yES he will do so, but don't be surprised when you find the cat eating pizza.

Bestie says he would be the second half to my demonic stallion (I agree wholeheartedly)

While Soap and my good-for-nothing horse (his name is Legolas by the way... I *had* hopes when I named him... not anymore) would be partners in crime by unintentionally causing the most chaotic of accidents, baby stallion (whose name was almost Hades but I changed it to Leviathan) and Soap would *intentionally* cause the most chaos fathomable to the laws of physics.

Ghost, man... I would put him in a horse therapy group. You know what you do during equine therapy sessions?

You pet them

You brush them

Sometimes you go on a quick spin on them (definitely am not bitter that my family didnt put me in an equine therapy program as a kid, not me, not at all)

Ghost has a handful of cats he just randomly collects from the side of the road too. They got their own cat room, cat TV, couch, a bazillion cat beds in all shapes and forms and... indoor grown, well trimmed cat grass.

Gaz... I feel like he's one of those guys that like animals but dont seek them out? But when they befriend one, it's for LIFE and they will do anything for em?

Which makes him best friend material for dumbass Leggy (or the very pissy matriarch of my collection, Titan)

Rudy has a Banana Ball Python he named "Pasta". Alejandro is deadly afraid of her while Valeria is besties with her (it started off as her befriending danger noodle out of spite for Alejandro but turned into a true and beautifully sinister friendship).

Graves' grandpa is an old farmer and the brat defo helped him out on the ranch before. Boy is a proper cowboy.

And for that exact reason I would dare him to work with Titan (my pissy mare).

Dude will either become her new favorite human or learn physics like never before. 20/80, not in his favor.

I'd put Shepard on her too, especially when she's in one of her shitty moods. Couple that with his old values of "you break em and build em back up" and you got his death reciept guaranteed.

Alejandro loves cows. He wants a full ranch of em for the sole purpouse of cuddling, grooming and petting. I'm also feeling like he would be slightly intimidated by horses (lol especially the pissy one, who isnt tho. Also not helping that if he would be introfuced to mine... well I only have giants, no ponies or normally sized horses around my stables) so he'd either play farmer with a trusty old quad, should he ever settle down. Or he would get a sturdy lil Quarter pony, maybe even a Mustang (I totally see him as one of those "Wendy" girls, "wE hAvE suCh A StRoNg CoNNeCtIoN" those chicks? yeah he is one of em and he defo watched the movie Spirit, then went out and bought a Buckskin/Dun Mustang and named him Spirit too)

Since we're on the topic of "what horse do they ride", here's my own list: Alejandro and his sturdy lil Dun/Buckskin Spirit

Graves would ride his Gramps' old strawberry roan bronc named "Bob" who's probs been considered old before Graves was even born and yet he's still going strong

Shepard, god I hate this guy, he gets a good old American Saddlebred, Chestnut, constantly looks like she's on the acid trip of her life (I find saddlebreds' expressions so fucken entertaining, 10/10) and her name is "Sandy"

Soap gets a Haflinger to A) deal with his bullshit like a champ and B) add to the crazies. The name is probably "Alastaire". Haflingers only come in flaxen chestnut (varying in shade, rarely pure chestnut) so there u go for the colour

RUDY MY LOVE gets a Criollo, suitable in location and even more suitable in their firey nature. defo has an Overo/Sabino Roan+Buckskin Paint named "Fernandito". Fernandito is a cool dude, only scared of Chihuahuas tho.

Valeria has a GIGANTIC Lusitano Stallion, either pitch black with mean eyes or a golden chestnut Pearl with green ones (yes they do actually have green-ish eyes sometimes) His name is something like "Gladiolus" or "Cor Leonis" any FF15 fans eh?

Ghost... I think he probs walked in to an auction once bc he saw a sign and found a scared little ugly duckling, felt a connection and bought him for like 300 bucks (basically Leggy's OG story, that's why I thought these two would click) His name is "Spooky" and he's a blue roan dun with a white face and blue eyes

Gaz first took over his neighbor's shetland after she passed away and then decided, fuck it, and went out to buy another horse as a companion. Now, I would believe he's the kinda guy who would pay top buck for whatever he wants. And he decided on a top grade low 6 figure Warmblood he imported from Germany with the likes of Donnerhall, Franziskus, Totilas and Quarterback all stuffed into his pedigree which made one(1) dangly silky coated long noodle. The shetty is probably a lump of semi white-ish furr named "Chickeb Nugget" and the Warmblood is probably a basic ass bay, 4 white socks named "Kevin". He has an official name (something like "dancing shadows" or "Donner's Hall" or whatever other whackey play on speech the germans come up with) but that name was too official for Kyle so he only calls his 6 FIGURE HORSE "Kevin". Extra brownie points when he exclusively goes on walks with the two of them and gets dragged regularly by Nugget. Not even rides Kevin, let alone have other people ride or even compete him ... no, Kevin, top grade dressage horse, spends his days in the field, caked in mud and living his 6 figure life.

Also Gaz bought all the top grade gear and stuff for his furr babies. 6k saddle that he never uses? Check. Custom made Bridles that he too does not ever use? Check. A collection of saddlepads, leg protection and fly bonnets that would make This Esme go pale? double check. 12 thousand blankets for any change in temperature (even for the hermetically sealed Nugget)? Check. Monthly checkup by the chiro/massage therapist, visits to an aqua trainer, top grade supplements and only bio apples and carrots for Nugget and Kevin? Check Check and Check. A 80k horse box to drive them around once every blue moon? check, he also had it custop wrapped with their pictures on it.

Price gets an icelandic horse. They are pretty small ranging from 125cm to 150cm but incredibly sturdy and strong, meaning, the PERFECT CAMPING BUDDY. Plus Icelandic Horses can eat fish so Price has someone to feed the fish he catches to lol. I immagine that he got an averagely sized 140cm tall girl he named „Fish“ because A) he loves fishing and B) „Fish“ likes to eat fish (premium dad joke right there). Fish is a silver dapple (they are super rare and hella cool) with so much hair that Price either puts in an ugly ass braid or just all together ties it to the side.

For Laswell I’m torn between a tennessee walker or a friesan, so lets just say she has both. The tennessee walker is a proper golden palomino (a real ass barbie horse) and her name is Jodie. Jodie has one braincell. The friesan I immagine is a big boy, and since friesans only come as black, he‘s black. His name is „The dark Emperor“ and is primarily Kate‘s wife‘s horsey, they nickname him dumbo because he got unreasonably large ears. Dumbo and Jodie share her braincell and are the perfect „old married horse couple“.

König my man. His uncle took over the family‘s farm and König used to help out by driving the horse cart around and such. He found a Noriker mare at a market once and immediately fell in love and bought her. She now vibes at his uncle‘s farm with the cows and occasionally will help out with the local forest work (pulling tree trunks in remote areas). He named her „Sissi“, sometimes calls her „Punktle“ tho (little dot) and she’s a dotted thicc chick. They have a shaby old horse trailer that is basically a metal frame with old moldy wood and a rug as a roof, Sissi doesn‘t complain tho, she once trailered on the back of his pickup. She‘s also the town‘s favorite pony to ride when they do a town fare (She gets beer afterwards as a reward).

Roach found the shittiest OTTB out there and said „That one is perfect, I take it“. This thing has more issues than Payboy magazine. GIGANTIC and skinny as shit, suuuper hard to gain weight and has one mental meltdown after another but Roach deals phenominally with it. Her name is probably „Roach“ as an homage to his own callsign but also to „The Witcher“ lol. Roach is a dull brown kind of bay.

Farah gets an Arabian Mare no Qs asked. A dark liver chestnut, absolutely stunning, looks like she‘s coloured with dried blood and her name is Safanad after the mare from King Solomon‘s legend. Fiesty around anyone but Farah and loyal to a T. Absolutely hates the feeling of gras tho lol.

Alex I immagine would get himself a Fjord and go camping with Price with it. He named her „Mjölnir“ after Thor‘s hammer, since Fjords are a Norwegian breed but can‘t pronounce her name so he just calls her Milly instead for short (And to save himself the embarassement). Milly is a simple creature, give her food, water, somewhere to sleep and she‘ll be beyond content. He defo got her a whole western rig, but rides her bitless in a ropehalter because he tried a bit once and she was so upset with him, she didn‘t accept treats for a week (Sounds familliar to me lol). Mjölnir is a typical dun, as all Fjords are, but I immagine her to be slightly darker and after living out his „Fjord roached mane“ phase, let the mane grow out into a messy fluff.

I went overboard again lol… never mind, I think I will do some more hc‘s along the lines of „What kinda X does Y have?“

Also, for all my non horsey people, here are the respective horsies in whatever order (Alejandro, Graves, Shepard, Soap, Rudy, Valeria option 1 and 2, Ghost, Gaz small horse, big horse, Price, Laswell, König, Roach, Farah and Alex)

Also bonus for those that scrolled all the way down, here‘s a pic of my Leggy gremlin

[the-sugary-falcon]

I was tagged by @litho-sphere <3 for these questions!

Are you named after anyone?

Pretty sure I was named after like my great uncle or something from my dad's side? I met him like once and he had a cool like twirled mustache.

2. Last time you cried?

I cried quite a bit a few weeks ago when my cat unfortunately passed away.

3. Do you want/have kids?

I don't currently have any kids. For whether I would eventually like having a kid, it depends on my partner and if we both feel comfortable with raising kids together. Not against it at all though.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I kinda do but only when it's going to be very noticeable and funny and won't go over anyone's head because I'd hate to come off like an ass lol.

5. What is the first thing you notice about people?

I generally tend to notice people's hair first, because that's usually the main thing that I care about with my own appearance. If this is about what I recognize the most easily with people, its generally their voice tbh. Many many times, I'll think about voice actors sounding very familiar and will always look up their whole acting history to see why I recognize it.

6. What is your eye color?

I have dark brown eyes!

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

That's honestly a very odd question, cause I mean like scary movies can absolutely have a happy ending! Horror does not mean that it will absolutely end unhappy, even just ending with that a character survived generally feels like a happy ending in my books. Yeah it's not as great as it can be but the fact is is that it's over. The kind of ending I definitely don't prefer is when the movie ends on the threat just being revealed to not have died because I mean it just doesn't feel satisfying to me to end on an "it was all for nothing" when it took so much.

8. Special talents?

Uhhhhh I mean I've been told by a few of my English teachers that I'm very good at writing essays so I'm kinda proud of that! I'm pretty good at shooter games idk lol

9. Where were you born?

I was born in the U.S.

10. What are your hobbies?

I play a lot of video games <3 I like writing occasionally but only really when I'm bored in school and not doing anything. I do read occasionally too! I just bought a bunch of books and have to start making some progress in them!

11. Have any pets?

I have two kitties and a german shepherd who is kind of a brat and he is very large. And I would die for any of them.

12. What sports do you play or have you played?

I played baseball and soccer when I was like 8. Otherwise nothing really, I was in choir throughout highschool competitively if you count that!

13. How tall are you?

I'm 6'3"!

14. Favorite subject in school?

English has generally had the classes I enjoyed the most overall, I had a history of rock music that was also very fun! My Biology classes have been very fun but oof a lot of work lol.

15. Dream job?

I want to be an ornithologist! I would love to work in a bird sanctuary or work with any kind of research for avians! I think some sort of game development would be pretty fun but I also haven't made any sort of progress towards that as an occupation lol

If you feel like doing this then I will tag @frogkimmy @dapper-lil-penguin @yaspup9000 @it-is-no-use and @hippiejunk or anyone that would like to participate! <3

[cum-allergy]

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[creune]

So, I lost an important family member recently. A few days ago actually. It's been kinda weird and I hate everything about it. She was the only one in my family who wasn't in some way crazy, asshole or just actually cared for me as a person and not as an asset. She taught me how to do embroidery, told me many stories, about her family, her late husband, all the things she's done in her life.

That was before I got banned from visiting her. My grandmother, her daughter, who we still live in one house with, constantly accused me of taking momey to spend time with her. Then she accused me with theft. Indirectly, of course. This meant that I could no longer visit, as my mother did not want to cause trouble. She didn't take into account that my grandmother is an abusive asshole who screamed at and pushed around her own mother, which I have seen happen so many times. I wish I would have done something. But that was back when I still feared her myself. Or maybe I was just too weak willed. Who knows. Can't change it now anyway.

This was when she still could do what she wanted to. Her dementia didn't allow her to do much, but she still could care for her garden. That's all she wanted to do anyway. Be outside, take care of the garden and enjoy the sun.

Her condition worsened. Fast. I knew exactly why. There was no one left to protect her from her own children. Not me, not my family, who got banned from visits via grandmother. So, she had a daughter and a son. The son, grieving the loss of his wife, another family member I remember fondly, and with guilt for not spending more time with. He left stuff mostly for the daughter, my grandmother, and when he was there, he was screaming at both.

Soon, she couldn't even reach the bathroom. She had to wear diapers from what I've been told by my mother's rants. She would always rant about how annoying the siblings were to her. She works in a kitchen, officially for a kindergarten but they cook for the whole village. Food runs were always the sons responsibility, and we live with my grandmother. My mother never had peace from the two, just listening how the two curse each other left and right, using their own mother as a weapon to spite each other, which never worked. I was horrified by what they did to her. It was a sidenote in my mother's list of annoyances.

Then she could not move anymore. Bedbound, never being properly cleaned, which fell on my grandmother, the true issues started. She had no muscles to even try to move with, and she had to have been taken to a doctor with an infection. She came home, my father got her a special mattress to help her be more comfortable, despite the doctors saying she doesn't feel a thing anymore. He truly cared for her grandmother. Still does. I don't think he ever will stop caring. He would never say it tho. My father is a man, with all the bad it brings.

She had to be taken to a hospital on a Monday. I never learned of this until I returned home on Thursday. Another sidenote on another rant. The words "she probably won't come home" hit me like a truck. I didn't even know she was in there and I had to act like it was nothing. Had to listen after all. Always listen, never show emotions. Learned it early enough that if people go through something, I shut my mouth and do not cry. Never cry. People would judge, call you a brat. "Most people don't even have parents, you're lucky she lived this long, that you have a complete family". They'd say as they slam the door, only to come back five minutes later to continue, until one drags away the other, just so in a half hour they can waltz in, try and have a conversation like nothing happened and rinse repeat. At least that's how they did it the last time I cried. And the time before. They might have changed, it was years and years ago. But I'd rather not try.

On the very next Sunday, I'm back in college. I finally cry in my partner's arms as he consoles me. My only wish is that she passes without much pain. That she'd see her long dead husband on the other side soon. She helped my become who I am, as I slowly realize some parts that I know came from her directly. My love for embroidery, one of my favorite snack foods, my appreciation for flowers and trees, the pretty weeds that harm no one. A kind heart is something I'm still working on. I don't think I'll ever be able to get to where she was. But I can try. I can still make her proud, right? I don't think so, but hey, I tried.

On the very next day, I got the phone call. My father was close to ot even crying as he told me. He said they're only telling me then because they want to make sure I know it from them first. I know that otherwise my sister would have unceremoniously sent me a text, or just a picture, hell maybe a video. She's always been like that. Talking about other people's achievements before they had the chance. That's one of her less bad traits. Still very annoying when I'd rather hear about my brother's match from my brother for example. But oh well. It took everything in me not to break down then and there. The moment my partner finished with their test, I squeezed them as hard as I could. My sweet dumdum could not put two and two together. It would have been funny if it wasn't such a shitty moment.

And now I'm home again. It's been a few days, yet it still sucks. I wish I could get a thight hug from my partner and just fade out for a while. But I have exams to take, tests to study to. Can't fail her there. Although I think I might. I don't want to. But yeah.

My mother is constantly irritated. When I ask her to slow her questions about my exams, she looks at me with disgust. My father is also irritated. He got annoyed with the amount of cheese on my bread. I stung back after another comment. I think he understood that he wasn't angry with the cheese prices. I got a hug. And some questions about when I'll do some stuff/do I need something. Don't remember the specifics. Didn't care enough to. The questions don't truly matter. It's his intention. It's his way of saying sorry. I haven't seen it in a while. There's a reason I avoid my family. I think I'll just stick to my room even more now, only leave when they aren't there. Before anyone says something we'll regret. I could take being the emotional stress ball. I don't eant to tho. I could take the nasty looks, the comments, the irritation. I just don't feel like it.

Before she passed, my parents went to visit her. I think it hit them. They never told me about it until they got back home. She has been cremated. I will never see her again. Maybe it's for the better, maybe not. I was never given a chance to find out.

It might not matter, there's a chance I will have to miss the funeral due to my exams. That might be for the better. I may not be able to stop myself from screaming at her children for the things they put her through, in her final years no less.

I don't think I'll ever forgive them, or ever look at them with any respect. I don't think I'll forgive myself either, for never doing more.

I will miss her. I will miss her stories. I will miss her laugh and smile. I will miss the talks we had, the summers we spent together. I will miss her.

[0tivez]

JJK characters from most to least likely to prefer a clingy s/o

jjk characters with a clingy partner

note: thanks for the request anon! sorry for being late

characters: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, yuuji, megumi, nobara, maki

warnings: none. fluff

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Ħ the ones that would prefer one Ħ

geto

⁜ my man literally started a cult cause he liked attention so much

⁜ he thrives off of people needing him

⁜ he will shame you, make fun of you, baby you for needing him so much. definitely the type to brush his s/o's teeth for them like he's that down bad for a clingy person

⁜ i mean i'm not clingy at all but i would forget how to drink water if he would help me with it ngl

⁜ definitely will call you "baby"

⁜ "my pretty little baby missed me?"

⁜ also likes spoiling you too

⁜ he likes his private time too. he also likes it when he leaves all your calls unanswered. he likes imagining how much you miss him when he's gone, how you contemplate on calling him one more time. he loves it when you open the phone with an instant "i miss you"

⁜ overall, he thrives off of your attention and neediness. he loves feeling like he's needed and necessary for someone to keep on living

yuuji

⁜ he's also clingy so this is the most perfect match

⁜ he would glue your hands together if he could. he probably could. he will do it one day

⁜ a big baby babying a smaller baby

⁜ constantly showers you with affectionate words, buys you tons of gifts, always makes you stay by his side

⁜ if he's off on a mission, he'll text you every hour to make sure you know he's safe and misses being with you

⁜ he's most calm when you're next to him. you're his safe place and he sleeps better when he can feel your heartbeat

⁜ he'll never get bored of you, so he would want you to be the same too so that you two can spend days together

maki

⁜ she's pretty overprotective, so keeping you by her side is probably the best option

⁜ will check up on you often

⁜ will get mad at you if you don't open her calls

⁜ i think she's just the clingy one lol so just like yuuji, she'll prefer someone that is also clingy

⁜ i'm torn between if she would like being checked up on a lot or would despise it

⁜ well at least even if she were to despise it, she would know you do it cause you care about her safety, since her clinginess comes from this too

megumi

⁜ surprising i know

⁜ he's a bit more like nanami on this situation. he will realize how much he enjoys the attention after a while

⁜ he likes feeling like he's needed. the first time you told him you miss him, he felt his heart beat faster than ever

Ħ the ones that wouldn't prefer one Ħ

gojo

⁜ it's fun to write a spoiled and needy reader with him but realistically, he would be very annoyed by a clingy person in general

⁜ gojo is secretive and private. i think (like many other people) his unserious persona is a mask to hide his cold and serious personality. shoko, nanami and yaga are probably the only people aware of this too

⁜ he's also an entp which is considered the most introverted extroverted personality, so he will need time to recharge

⁜ he's extremely busy and overseas a lot. being constantly showered with texts and calls would overwhelm him

⁜ i feel like he is the type of person that needs to miss someone to keep the love going. so, staying away from his business for a while is probably the best choice

⁜ strong and independent people will attract him. maybe not romantically at first, but he will definitely be intrigued

⁜ i mean, he's canonically a womanizer, so i can only imagine all the calls he receives daily from women he's hooked up with

⁜ yeah definitely the type to fall for someone not interested in him lol

nanami

⁜ he would be so embarrassed honestly

⁜ constantly having to reassure you that he's safe, that he misses you too

⁜ would hate having to always say no to you if he needs or even simply just wants to do something by himself

⁜ yeah this is just a big no for nanami

sukuna

⁜ "brat tamer" in the sheets, "arrogant asshole" in the streets

⁜ would he enjoy the neediness? absolutely. that will last 2 days most, 3 if you're like idk a literal goddess or something. like as in god kind of goddess, not gorgeous ykyk

⁜ he uses clingy people like toothpick

⁜ i don't know how else to explain this

⁜ he likes brats for sure. people that can challenge him

⁜ he's the ryomen sukuna i really don't know how else to explain this

nobara

⁜ even tho a clingy s/o would boost her ego, she would feel suffocated

⁜ she's 100% the type to degrade people for not knowing how to do stuff so she would be annoyed if you needed her help in every little thing

⁜ just, let her call you first. she will do it a lot anyways, it's not like y'all will never interact if you don't text first. give the girl some room to breathe

toji

⁜ type of person to disappear for a few days

⁜ whether you like it or not, you will have to stay out of his business to keep this relationship going

⁜ it will definitely be hard. toji is trustworthy, he will never cheat on someone he loves (and he only gets in relationships with people he's in love with. because other than those times, he avoids any kind of connection so he has to be so down for you)

⁜ it's easier said than done. of course, you wouldn't know this even if you trust him. so, he'll want (or fall for) someone that can take care of themselves and wait for him

⁜ though he's not as extreme as gojo. he would want a call or text every now and then to know you're still by his side

⁜ after a while, you will notice that he's the one that wants to do everything together

thanks for reading! remember, every like/comment/reblog is a kiss you give to me, on the mouth, sloppily but passionately (*/ω＼*)

[ulquichaan]

Let's talk about Marinette, shall we?

Hello! Your favourite black-striped white wolf is back!

Where was I? Oh, here and there. Working on school stuff, my own little projects and looking at posts and tweets... oh right!

There blew up a big drama about Marinette as a character. That she is a bad character and bad person... And don't get me wrong, I never really liked her. Some stuff she does are making me furious, but I don't think she deserves all that hate.

Now the more I start to think about her, the more I see what a good character she actually is.

So let's have a closer look at her, shall we?

Marinette's biggest flaw

As the drama is about how bad Marinette is let's see what are the arguments for that.

One thing that I will defenitely agree on is - she is a creeper. And no, not the minecraft creeper, although her antics are as annoying.

Marinette is obsessed with Adrien and there is no doubt about that. That makes her do things that we all are cringing on. Even Marinette fans! (The example is Puppeteer 2.0. If you didn't cringe at her antics when Adrien was pretending to be a statue....... I don't know if I should respect you, or be afraid of you...)

Those actions are pulling me away from her and yes I agree, those qualities aren't the ones children should try and copy. But there is something we can do - skip the cringe. Or at least that's what I do, lol.

So yea, this is reasonable. There is no explanation for this... or is there?

Marinette is 13-14 years old girl. She probably doesn't really know what love is all about. She does what she thinks is right. The worst part? No one tells her to stop.

This isn't entirely Marinette's fault. For me... Tikki is the worst here! She is an ancient being, with great knowledge from old times! Her experience SHOULD make her wise enough to tell her holder: "Hey, this isn't how love works." or something.

Yes I know that kwamis don't know what love is. Or do they?

They do know what love is about. They Do know the Platonic Love. Romantic Love is basing on Platonic Love. Long-term relationships are thriving because friendship is the basics of them. You know that person and you adore everything about her, both strengths and flaws, you comunicate, you spend time together. Marinette right now sees Adrien as some kind of God. She put him on the piedestal due to him being nice to her one time.

And Ephemeral shows that perfectly. When she finds out that Adrien is Chat Noir, she is doubting herself, because she doesn't like the idea/reality that her notorious, pushy partner is the one she claims to love.

At first she doesn't accept him. But later on, she learns how to love him. Both strengths and flaws and I'm pretty sure the whole stalking shit stopped.

So I wouldn't blame Marinette here. I would blame those who encourage that behaviour instead, as Mari is really just a kid.

(^Who doesn't hate that scene?)

Marinette and her treatment of Chloe and Lila

Now here we go to the juicy part!

I have heard beliefs that Marinette treated Chloe and Lila badly. That she should do something else. And you know what? I don't really think so.

Let's get Chloe at the front here.

Chloe the blonde rich-kid. Absolutely spoiled brat, rude to everyone else. And that's understandable with her backstory. But. At first Marinette didn't know about that.

What's more, in Origins we actually know that Chloe and Marinette have incredibly bumpy ride! Like... spikey ride even!

Chloe has bullied Marinette for YEaRs! And as a person who was bullied and isolated by their class in primary school, I can relate with Mari here. This isn't anything nice. You feel lonely, unimportant. You are hurting. So why would you want to be nice to someone who is causing you pain?

"Treat others like you want to be treated."

Every action has a reaction and Marinette is absolutely not obligated by anything to be nice to her bully. Maybe it isn't heroic, but it's human. It fleshes Marinette out.

By that I'm referring to the whole Queen Bee arc.

Yes, Marinette should go and talk to Chloe. And she did eventually! Chloe was the brat that didn't get the information "You may never be Queen Bee again" through her tick skull.

Marinette had all rights to not give Chloe the Bee miraculous again. She isn't comfortable around her so why would she push herself into trusting her bully with her life?

Now let's get to Lila.

And ooh, that one is juicy!

So, Lila is that new girl in school. She becomes very popular for some reason. And then bam! Marinette finds out that she is lying about her superhero persona to her crush! Well, wouldn't you be furious when someone is telling lies about you? When someone would try and use you for their own gain? Exploit you maybe?

That's what all of this was about. That's why Marinette bursted out on her. Should she do that? No, defenitely not. She should confront her more calmly. But. Aren't those types of mistakes what makes everyone of us human?

We all are slaves to our emotions and sometimes we do things by impulse and don't think about consequences. If anything, this situation fleshed her out as a human being even more.

A flaw that will probably be worked on in season 5

Marinette also has another major flaw that should be worked on in season 5. Like, Mari will learn how to not be so controlling.

Season 4 was perfect example of it!

What is it?

Having control over everything. Because when you have control, you are safe.

She admits it in two episodes: Glaciator 2.0 (MariChat in cinema) and Strike Back (Final scene)

Marinette is brought out on a piedestal, being it both as Ladybug and Marinette. She is the guardian of miraculous so she needs to protect the jewels and have a constant eye on them. She is the class representative so she feels like she absolutely needs to help everyone with their problems. She has a golden heart, and thinks that she needs to solve all the problems. She is Ladybug after all! She will find solution to anything!

Marinette needs to learn letting go of the control. Trust with this to someone else (Chat Noir) and lose up a little. She admitted that already and that's first step to working on it.

Marinette is Mary Sue

Absolutely not!

Mary Sue is a character who usually has a tragic backstory, is talented in everything and they doesn't make major mistakes.

Marinette isn't really fitting in neither.

She has a normal backstory, a one that any of us can have. A loving home, friends etc. Yes she has that part with bullying but everyone have some bad things happen to them in the past. They create us and our personality too, y'know.

Marinette isn't talented in everything. Yes she is very creative and has designing talent. Is kicking everyone's butt in games. But she is for example a horrible actor! Look up Horrificator. Or whenever they do a film project, she never takes a role of an actor.

Marinette isn't perfect and there are mistakes that are major. I am not only referring to those she made as Ladybug because they were grieve. Her confronting Lila in a way she did, was a major mistake that brought her an enemy.

But she isn't a bad person either.

Marinette is a very caring person and wants to help everyone around her. She has a golden heart, and as we all know, gold is not only valuable but also it's a very soft metal.

She has passions and hobbies like any person could. She is kind and sympathiseses with people.

She is not a bad person despite all her flaws. All they do is fleshen her out and make her more of a realistic character. :)

Marinette is better as main protagonist, than Adrien

I am bringing this topic here, because I wrote a roleplay with my friend and I have seen few things.

It's very hard to do something with Adrien. He is very secluded, can't really go out and the only way for you to get him out is like in Startrain - a fieldtrip and Adrien has to rebel. Or something like in puppeteer 2.0. Or Photoshoots. Something unusual. No hanging out outside of school, really. It's hard to put new characters when your main protagonist can't really meet them in normal situation. It doesn't make the story in a way they try it to do. A normal days of a child plus superheroing.

Marinette is totally reasonable choice here.

So, that's my take on this topic. What is yours? Do you have anything to add? Maybe you don't agree with me?

I'm open to discussions as long as they stay respectful to both parties ^-^

[twstandsh0ut]

Heartslabyul Kink Headcanons

Hello, here with a kink headcanon post! These are all my personal opinion based on what content is currently available. If any new cards/story/events come out that change my mind or give me new ideas I'll do an updated post. NSFW under the cut.

Riddle Rosehearts

100% into riding crops

Ditto his partner wearing a collar

Mental bondage is a big one here. He tells you where to position yourself, and you'd better hold it until he says otherwise

Would definitely be into coming up with sets of rules for his partner to follow

At the same time is big on praise. He will definitely praise and reward you for following the rules... but honestly probably enjoys punishing his partner for breaking the rules just as much as one following them

Definitely on the list of brat tamers

Sadist, his sadism comes from seeing someone completely at his mercy. I mean, just look at his face any time he knows he has the upper hand

I see him as a Dom in most situations, Riddle is pretty big on control and I don't see him giving it up easily. Even on the bottom he'd still most likely take control.

I can see him being into both a very submissive, obedient sub and a bratty sub

Ace Trappola

Big into teasing, so be ready. Will probably take it too far at times, but at the same time wouldn't enjoy seeing his partner cry unlike Jade

Definitely has exhibitionist tendencies, lives for the thrill of "Shhh, you don't want to get caught now do you?" Especially enjoys getting away with hookups when he knows Riddle is nearby/will be coming to the location in the near future. While he hates being collared he loves to see what he can get away with.

Would 100% be the type to use a remote controlled vibe in class. You know, he's just helping you stay alert during Trein's class! Alternatively, could see you both with one and him turning it into a competition of who can keep the straightest face

The 'don't knock it till you try it' type, willing to try most things once

Sadist, his sadism comes from seeing others blush/be embarrassed. You can see this in his interactions with the Prefect and Deuce, however you can also see how when he realizes he took it too far he feels guilty (depending on the person).

Switch, I see him as being pretty flexible

Would most likely be into a fellow switch, but I could see being with either a Dom or sub as long as the partner is flexible. If you're a Dom though, expect the tables to be turned on you whenever he sees the opportunity!

Deuce Spade

Honestly one of the most vanilla characters in the game

Like Ace he enjoys teasing, but his is much more light hearted and far less meaner. However, he much prefers being teased... in a gentle way

Would be into you tying him up and gently teasing him. Feathers, light kisses, a massage (he'd definitely want to reciprocate that). Nothing rough here.

More on the masochist side, but not too masochistic. He's often on the receiving end of teasing, and while Ace can take it too far he goes with it a lot (or it straight goes over his head). He doesn't enjoy hurting people on purpose either.

Deuce is a sub and that is a hill I'm willing to die on.

Would prefer a gentle dom, again he's on the vanilla side

Cater Diamond

I hope you're into threesomes, or foursomes, or fivesomes... cause there's no way he isn't using his unique magic/signature spell with you

Definitely one to pull out the blindfolds and handcuffs. It's for the aesthetic! They'll be really cute too~

Expect toys to be involved as well, if he sees anything meme worthy online he's probably already ordered it. Even if the two of you don't end up using it, he's definitely posting about it on OnlyMages

Speaking of which, if there's some form of OnlyFans in Twisted Wonderland, chances are he has an account. Bonus points to you if you're willing to appear on it

However, while he'd be a bit of an online exhibitionist he's not much of an irl one. Online, he can control the situation. In real life he can't do so, and that potential judgement makes him uncomfortable.

Sado-masochist, you can see him being manipulative in game towards the freshmen and seems to enjoy their reactions, but at the same time puts up with Trey's sadistic tendencies and only seems to superficially mind them.

Another switch, I see him enjoying using multiple Caters to Dom a partner, but at the same time I think he sometimes just wants someone to take care of him. In a way I see him enjoying the aftercare part more than the actual act.

Would prefer a switch, a Dom, or a Dom-leaning switch. Definitely looking for a caring partner, he wouldn't do well with a partner with a cold personality (despite that being what he would likely gravitate to)

Trey Clover

This guy is going to 100% bend you over and spank you if you give him a reason. Go ahead, give him snark all day long. He's going to give you that "It's ok I'm used to this" smile, but that night... he's going to remind you who's in charge. All while keeping that smile on his face... well until the smirk comes out anyways. Which it will, he can't help it

He will tie you up. And tease you until you beg for mercy. Don't expect any until you earn it though. He has younger siblings he's used to looking after, so he definitely has learned how to deny things until earned, no matter how much you plead or give him puppy eyes. He's immune.

He will use toys, and likely blindfold you first. I don't see him needing to see your facial reactions all the time, but I definitely see him wanting you blindfolded so as to increase the intensity

I once saw a reddit post with a headcanon that he will ask you what flavor you prefer when giving him oral and I have accepted that as canon ever since. I could see him applying his unique magic/signature spell in other ways as well, such as changing sensations from hot to cold. Anything to get cute noises out of his partner, he's definitely big on vocalizations.

Sadist 100%. Cater straight up calls him out on it multiple times. Also, he was enjoying himself waaaay too much in his dorm uniform vignette and when he caught up with Cater and Riddle during Beans Day

Dom, I don't see him as a sub at all

Would prefer a sub, I could see him with a brat but more important to him is a very expressive partner. He wants to see a reaction, and prefers a partner that gives him one

[wornoutmouse]

Bakugou x black reader

Quirk accident

Pussy and cunny are such a funny words...i hate it

Getting hit with a lust quirk was not on the top of your to do list when you graduated from U.A. Getting hit with said quirk while partnered with your childhood nemisis, LoRd ExPlOsIoN mUrDeR himself was most definitely not on your list.

You were this close to defeating the villan without any complications. Until you miscalculated your final kick. That was all it took for the Villian to get the jump on you and effectivity activate their quirk.

"Take him to jail boys but watch the hands." You say as you hand the culprit off. He was one of six vigilantes that were pulling morbid slapstick pranks on people. It was awful, anything from a love quirk making a wife cheat on her husband, to a man having feet for hands and hands for feet.

The last straw however was when one member made an office building vibrate. It was a small one and barely an earthquake level tremor. But it was able to do a lot of damage due to the fact the building was so old.

"Are you sure that's all the people inside?" You call out to Bakugo who only glared at you. "I think I was pretty thorough." Sighing at his superiority, you walk to the front of the building, "Just in case, let's double check."

As you walk through the many levels of the building, you feel the quirk slowly take into effect. It's a gradual climb before you notice. First you're out of breath after 1 flight of steps. Then you find yourself sweating excessively even though there were many windows that had bursted in the altercation.

Your condition forced you to notice certain things as well. Like the way Bakugou's arms flexed randomly most likely due to his clenched fists. How his back was solid and strong. His sharp eyes made you shiver at the thought of them looking down at you. His teeth were so pearly white but all you could think of was the thought of those teeth sinking into your supple flesh.

By the time you and Bakugo got to the last floor, your brown complexion was flushed so much you could see it, and your legs shook as you walked. The ever growing feeling of want and need throbbing in your lower regions pushed you over the edge and you collapsed.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" You raise your hand waving him off, "It's fine I.... I just need to catch my breath and go home." Bakugo stared at you for a while before sighing. "That bastard hit you with his quirk didn't he? Wasn't he the one with the lust quirk?"

You nod seeing no use in denying the truth as you unzipped your shirt trying to promote some form of circulation. It was silent before Bakugou sighed, "Look, I'm going to go to the bathroom, then I am going to rob a snack machine. That should give you enough time to grind out your problem." He said looking away as his face slowly became pink.

You barely waited for Katsuki to leave before you were sliding your hands into your pants. Your chest heaved as you gently graze your fingers against your clit, crying out from the sudden pleasure that was almost too much.

The throbbing sensation was painful and it seemed that your current menstruations were only making it worse. You push your fingers pass your folds and you're soon hit with a dull orgasm. There was no elevation of the pain and it only made you more frustrated as warm tears flowed down your face.

You thrust your fingers within yourself, trying to find some way to destroy the feeling. Bringing your hands up to play with your chest as the bud hardens in the cool air, as your skin contrasted perfectly with your furnace like body heat.

With a long whine you find yourself on your hands and knees forcing your fingers inside yourself. Your legs shake from the force of your fingers abusing your g-spot. It was as if you were moving forward to release but at the same time moving back to pain. "Fuck, please, please it hurts!" You cried out as you received another painfully dull orgasm. "Bakugou." You mumble repeatedly wishing you had the courage to call out to him.

"Y/n?!" You freeze at the sound of Bakugo standing over you. Removing your fingers from your hole with a loud plop, you cry at the immediate pain you felt from being empty. "S-Sorry, I got carried away, I'm f-fine now." You say, standing up so fast that you became dizzy.

You weren't fine, hell anyone who looked at you could tell. You were hardly keeping your eyes open and the rapid dilation of them made it a miracle you could even see. Below your previous place were noticeable puddles of sweat that had long since drenched your hero costume.

As you came back to your senses, Bakugo pushes a finger against your shoulder making you swat a little more than necessary.

"Don't lie to me, you are barely standing. Jerkin off didn't work huh?" You closed your eyes and tried to take in deep breaths to calm the multiple heartbeats you felt throughout your body. "I'm fine, I-I'll just go home and-" "And what? Obviously doing it yourself doesn't work?!"

You glared at Bakugou, "It's none of your concern anyways so why do you care!?" Bakugo pulled at his hair annoyed. "I'm not trying to wake up to a headline of H/N dead cause she couldn't bust a nut."

You lean against the wall and sigh from the comforting coolness of it. "I don't know Katsuki, maybe I'll call a hooker, why does it even matter?"

You could tell you were getting on Bakugou's nerves as his temple vein started to twitch. "And what will you do if the public find out their favorite neighborhood hero is socializing with prostitutes" Your head was throbbing from the loudness of Bakugou's voice and you didn't think you had the strength to remain conscious.

Behind your closed eyes, you could hear loud shuffling and annoyed grunts. It wasn't until you heard the familiar jingling of a belt that you opened your eyes. "W-What the hell are you doing?!"

Bakugo had fully stripped down from the waist up and was now working on the next task. Now you weren't saying you didn't appreciate the view, hell you were salivating at the sight. The only problem was that this was presenting a line that no one can simply hop over and come back.

"I'm going to help you dumbass." He responded, dropping his pants on the floor and walking towards you naked as the day he was born.

You hold your hand up as if trying to stop him but really it was because you didn't have the strength to retreat. "You don't have to do this, I'll be fine."

"I know I don't have to do this, I want to." Bakugo smirked before realizing what he said, "I want to help you that is. Look, you can barely walk much less take care of yourself once you get home so this needs to happen now."

Bakugo trails off as he studies your body with his eyes, drinking in every curve, every dip, and every detail. "You ass got bigger than when we were in school huh?" That comment sobered you up quickly as you forcefully walked past Bakugo. "I'm not going to stand here and deal with your shit right now dude."

You take a few shaky steps before you find yourself pressed up against a wall with a warm calloused hand down your pants, cupping your vagina. All anger leaves your mind as lust takes over. You buck your hips pathetically in his hand trying to get relif but instead he takes his time teasing you.

He slowly takes your clit between his fingers delivering small pinches to it before sliding a finger down your labia. "You're really sensitive now huh?" Bakugo whispers in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

Taking his other hand, he gently pulls down your pants while he leaves a trail of kisses on your shoulder. "Just let go and let me take care of you." Your eyes widened just as Bakugo smoothly slips a finger inside of you. "Oh, you got tighter. Did you like that? You want me to take care of you Y/N?" You almost gagged from the pride oozing off of Bakugou as he pressed his hot body against yours.

"T-To much, I feel b-better now." You try to offer as a way to make this embarrassment end, moaning loudly as Bakugo taps your g-spot. His fingers, while longer, were also much thicker. So while yours did fine touching yourself, it felt as if Bakugo was touching everywhere at all times.

"You say that but all it would take to get you on your knees would be for me to touch this magical place right here."

As if having a need to prove his words, Bakugo delivers three light touches to your clit and g-spot at the same time, effectively making your legs weak as you spray clear liquid down his arm. You slide down the wall in pleasurable defeat as you feel the lust continue to grow stronger than before.

Bakugo watches you with pity as you violently trembled on the floor, just as turned on as before.

"Y/N you know what we have to do." You nod absentmindedly too focused on trying to alleviate the pressure on your clit. Bakugo sighs as he positions you to stand up against the wall. "Jump." You look at him confused and he rolled his eyes, not wanting to repeat himself.

You yelp as strong arms reach out and lift you in the air, forcing your legs to wrap around his waist. "Put me down!"

You hold onto Bakugou's neck, though there really wasn't a need from how firmly he was holding you. "I don't like being picked up." Bakugo leaned towards you and you stiffen as you feel something hot and heavy rub between your pussy lips. "And I don't like brats that are too prideful to take some dick when offered."

At that, Bakugo thrusts completely inside of you without resistance. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel the true difference between the mock pleasure fingers gave, and that undeniable euphoria Bakugou's cock was delivering.

Bakugo looks at where your bodies connected, and almost came on the spot. You were greedily sucking him in with every thrust as though you were made for him. He sped up, watching your features change as sweat drenched your pretty face and lewd moans left your pretty lips. "Oh God, please Baku-Please!"

Bakugo takes hold of your ass as he pushes away from the wall, making you completely rely on him to stay upright as he forces your hips to slam down on his cock.

"Fuck, I'm going to make you feel so much better." How he held up your weight while keeping the same momentum is beyond you as you peered through your slitted eyes.

His red eyes were concentrated on what would make you come as choked moans left you the deeper he went. "Please Daddy make me cum!" You accidently cried out, feeling closer than you had all night. Bakugo stopped eyes wide and for a moment you thought you did something wrong as he set you down on your back.

"I'm sorry I-I shouldn't have said anything, please don't stop." You whined as the pain of emptiness came back tenfold. You hiccup as Bakugo raises your legs to your chest effectively pulling you into a mating press.

"Say it again."

You furrow your brows, "Huh?" in one thrust Bakugo was back inside of you, unapologetically hitting your guts. His thrust were now more powerful and animalistic leaving no room for rebuttal as he pistons out of your weeping hole. "I said, say it again!"

Your loud moans could be heard throughout the building as Bakugo ravaged you. His kisses were rough and unforgiving, mostly involving teeth as he marked your shoulder with love bites. "Say my name!"

Covering your eyes embarrassed, you give him what he wanted, "Daddy, please, I'm so fucking close!" Your moans were ragged and throat raw.

Bakugo grabbed your wrists and held them above you. "Don't hide from me. Look at the man that's making you feel this good. No one else can ever touch you like this!" You nod getting even more turned on by the dominance as you felt your walls being destroyed. "No one can touch me l-like y-yo-fuck!"

You weren't exactly lying either. Maybe it was the quirk, maybe it was truly Bakugou's dicking down. What you do know is that the fiery bastard may have ruined you for sex for the rest of your life.

"Fuck, you're so damn beautiful." You whine in response, unable to speak anything even remotely inteligible.

Bakugo groans as you gradually tighten around him and slow his thrusts. Finally after a few precise bumps over your clit, the cord keeping you from your release snaps making your world go dark with a loud yell.

"Fucking hell." Bakugo curses as he pulls out of your tight grip and jerks himself off the rest of the way.

It was a long while till you two spoke. The air was cool and the silence was needed. "That was great." You giggle, delirious from your orgasm. Bakugo wearily watches you wiggle your toes from afar as he puts his hero costume back on. "Are you okay?"

"Broski I'm more than okay." You try and stand only to fall right back on your ass but that only served as comedy to you in your blissful state.

If you were truly conscious, you'd be freaking out from what had just transpired. Even more so was the fact that Bakugou Katsuki himself had called you beautiful.

But alas you had the attention span of a 4 year old and was unable to compute as Bakugou carried you home and gently laid you on your bed before taking his leave, looking back at your sleeping form with with sad eyes.

[selchwife]

i guess the really frustrating thing is i know i need the things i most want to receive. like, on a logical level i know i'm not being ridiculous when i say i want to be treated gently by a partner because of my trauma history, that's just something that is like, necessary to happen so that i don't have panic attacks and flashbacks and shit. i need someone who is able to be patient and to pay attention to my boundaries and understand that i have difficulty saying "no" in basically every context imaginable even if saying "yes" to a request or accepting certain treatment actively causes me serious harm. i need someone who is capable of helping me when i DO inevitably have flashbacks and panic attacks and things of that nature because those are like....bad for your health.

but i feel so like, awful!! about it!! i feel like i'm so demanding and like i'm asking to be unfairly spoiled and coddled because this kind of treatment is something i want. i hate it because i don't even know, like, whether or not it's realistic; i know nobody is perfect but all that feels like asking so much, that someone would put so so much effort into babying me through severe mental health issues and into treating me SOO niceys for what? like what would they even receive in return. i try to help as best as i can when, for example, my friends are upset, but i can't always be there for them, and like, i just don't know. i feel like i don't do enough. it's even worse for me when i see those posts like "imagine comforting your f/o for a change!" bc it just reminds me of how fucking worthless i feel as a partner; i feel like such a selfish black hole and like i just don't give enough. all i want is for the people in my life to be happy and to be able to do whatever they need me to and consistently be there for them and i feel like i just don't live up to that standard even remotely.

like simply put i just feel like a spoiled brat a lot, or like i receive far more kindness and patience than i possibly could have earned and i have no fucking idea why, like, i don't know what i'm doing that people treat me nicely despite my not like.....giving them anything of value