#i just wanted to show fangies

[mistercrowbar]

Losing my mind at Ascended Aldiirn /pos

He’ll be running the entirety of the gate in due time~

[saintofterror]

i finished the bear today…… i feel incomplete now

[kayesfanfics]

X-Men 97’ Nightcrawler x Reader

Warnings: ‼️X-MEN 97’ SPOILERS‼️, smut under the cut, cuteness overload-

A/N: KURT IS MY ALL TIME FAVORITE X-MAN/MARVEL CHARACTER IN GENERAL I ADORE HIM SO OF COURSE I HAD TO WRITE FOR HIM AFTER THE NEW EPISODE. I really hope we see him join the team or at least just more of him!

You were a mutant on Genosha when you met Kurt, he had helped show you and the other mutants around from your ship the island, and you had followed the handsome blue boy around like a lost little puppy. He was charming and mischievous, flirty with a cute fangy smile on his face. After the official tour was over, you asked him to show you some hidden gems of the island, to which he bowed and kissed your hand, “As you wish!” before teleporting the two of you away from the crowd. He had showed you a beautiful, peaceful and tropical spot away from everyone else, where the two of you got to know each other, soon becoming friends and meeting at that spot almost every day

He’d ask you out on a date pretty quick, he’s not shy about flirting at all and will make it clear that he finds you attractive and would like to know you more intimately. He’d take you to a nice restaurant, showing up in a dashing suit to impress you and his curls gelled back in a slick style. Will compliment you on your dress/suit and have you twirl for him to see the full outfit, saying “Mein gott! You look absolutely stunning, liebe!” before pulling out your seat for you like a gentleman and ordering a nice bottle of wine for the both of you to have with your dinner

After dinner you go for a walk around the gardens, holding Kurt’s arm he held out for you. His tail would curl around one of your legs as you talked, sitting on a bench together to view the night sky above the beautiful greenery together. He’d want to know your life story and would share his with you, he’d want to know what you like to do, what you hate, what you’re afraid of, what you love, and he’d share all of that about himself with you as well

After a few dates you became official, more often than not staying with each other in your homes (we’ll get to what goes on in the bedroom later😉). He’s a huge cuddler for sure, wants both his arms around you and his tail curled around your waist or leg. He doesn’t mind being big spoon or little spoon, he’s perfectly content and happy with both and just wants to feel your skin against his. He’s big on physical affection and PDA, he just loves you so much and he’s a physical guy in general. Wants to be able to hold your hand, give you kisses, wrap an arm around your waist, anything as long as he touching you in some way. Plus he likes to show off how lucky he got with you, showing you off and always making sure everyone knows he’s taken. He’s highly sought after, after all (if you ask him)

He’s always got a date planned, he’s definitely not one of those guys that lets the other do all the work in the relationship. He’ll take you to your favorite restaurants, do your favorite activities, anything you would like to do. He’s adventurous and will try anything once, and will always make an effort to do things you enjoy. He will teach you some sword fighting skills, just you know how to use them and plus, do some borderline erotic sparring sessions with him of course! It’s something he enjoys and wants to do with you, but if he ever cut you with a sword he’d want to damn himself to Hell because HOW DARE HE GIVE YOU A CUT LESS THAN A CENTIMETER LONG?! HE’S THE WORST PERSON TO EVER EXIST. He will bandage it and kiss it better, begging your forgiveness despite you already saying it wasn’t a big deal and it didn’t even hurt at all

When you were recruited to the X-Men, he was offered a spot as well so the both of you packed up and moved to the X-Mansion so you could help mutants from there. On missions, he’ll always catch you if you fall and teleport you out of harms way. Definitely flirts during battle as well and likes to show off his skills to you, making you giggle and smile at him before focusing back on the mission. If you get hurt during it, he’ll teleport you to the mansion immediately to the medical room before going to help his teammates so he can get you their help quicker. Will spend lots of time with you and cuddle with you while you recover, you don’t have to lift a finger, this man will get you whatever you want

He does like to tease you a lot, things like squeezing your butt as you walk by or giving it a light smack with his tail. Will whisper innuendos and jokes to you during important meetings and such to make you giggle, to which Scott gives you a deadpan stare until the two of you refocus. His tail will move up your pants or skirt under the table, making your face heat up

He’s constantly winning you over long after you’ve become official. Will still bring you flowers, will still flirt with you, but he’s also the type to be like “Would you still love me if I was a bug?” He does need some reassurance due to his looks and how he’s been hated because of them, like, HE knows he’s sexy, but he wants to make sure YOU think he’s sexy. And you assure him you think he is⬇️⬇️

NSFW Under the Cut

Oh he is SUCH a lover boy. He’s more focused on your pleasure than his own for sure, and my man is SKILLED and EXPERIENCED (everyone wants a taste of the fuzzy man-). His hands will be all over your body, even his tail will be wrapped around you as well, and he’ll be mindlessly blabbering on and on in English and German about how much he loves you and how beautiful/handsome he thinks you are. My dude is AMAZING at giving you head, doesn’t matter which genitals you have, he’s got experience with both and will have your legs shaking and your back arched far off the bed during round one. If you’re AFAB, he’d know exactly where the clit is and exactly how to pleasure it, rather than just roughly rubbing it and calling it good. If you’re AMAB, he’d for sure be fingering your ass while sucking you off, his other hand squeezing your thigh and spreading your legs for him while his tail holds your other leg for him, or even smacks your ass with it teasingly

You often insist on giving him head in return, which of course he doesn’t mind but HE IS ALWAYS TRYING TO MAKE SEX ABOUT YOU, when you want to make it about HIM sometimes. He’s so loving, caring and sweet to you, you just want to show him how much you love him as well and sometimes have to get that through his fuzzy head. He loves body worship for sure, so he’d love to hear you say how hot and sexy and handsome and adorable and beautiful he is while the two of you make love to each other, it’d make him cum 10x harder and faster

He’d lowkey be kind of basic and love missionary, but he’s certainly not vanilla. He just wants to be able to see your face and to hold you close to him, so missionary tends to be good for that, but he’d also love it if you rode him and watch your chest bounce and toss your head back at the feeling of his cock inside of you. I honestly think he’s got more girth and length, but definitely not too short at all and would fit perfectly inside of you. He also likes to hold your hand during sex, which may be cheesy but he just wants to make sure you’re okay the whole time

Being in a mansion with many others, it is sometimes hard to find privacy and quiet time for longer than 20 minutes, so he’ll sometimes teleport the two of you elsewhere so you’re not interrupted. When in your room at the mansion though, he likes to make you scream while teasing you to be quiet and that someone will hear you, covering your mouth with his hand or kissing you muffle your loud moans and whines for him. But when the two of you walk out to the living quarters to join some of the others, Jubilee and Roberto will not make eye contact, Morph will give Kurt a knowing smirk and a high five, while Gambit outright says “You know we could hear y’all at it all the way down here-“ before Scott gives you two the disappointed dad look and says “There are children residing here.”

Kurt: And how exactly did Jean get pregnant?

Scott: 😳

Kurt: Yeah, that’s what I thought-

[the-thing-withfeathers]

envy

requested

a/n: uurrrgghh i love u wednesday addams <33 and i love jealous wednesday even moooore

pairing: wednesday addams x f!reader

disclosure: all characters are aged up to 18-19!! but still follows show timeline.

warnings: angst (?) but not rlly, comfort & fluff at the end!!

•*¨*•.¸¸♪

everyone in your class hated botany. it was an incredibly complicated class— not for you though, you found yourself breezing straight through it.

you sat next to wednesday in class, you two had fallen into a pattern of sitting next to each other. you had gotten close over the last few months after the hyde was defeated— or at least, you thought you two were getting closer. there wasn’t any way to know for sure since wednesday was just incredibly hard to read.

you even found yourself forming the smallest (biggest) of crushes on the girl. you’d observe her in class, her unwavering focus on the task at hand and how her face scrunched up when writing something down. even when you weren’t in class, you were observing her, when she clicked away on her little typewriter— that was when you stared the most.

you enjoyed your time with her, and she never seemed to decline spending a few moments together. when you two weren’t out graverobbing, you were having lunch at the quad together or watching some obnoxious movie you suggested.

sometimes, you’d even catch her smiling at you— or at least in your presence.

of course, you thought she could never return the sentiment. not after tyler, and not after how she promised she wouldn’t be like her parents.

you tuned back into reality and realised she was staring straight back at you. you quickly turned your head to look back at her paper.

“something wrong?” she asked, a snarky tone in her voice.

“no! nothing.” you said, your face immediately turning red. “sorry, was just distracted.”

“by…” she paused. “me?”

“maybe. would that be so bad?” you didn’t know where that came from. you had chronic foot-in-mouth syndrome when it came to her. you knew she was probably going to kill you for saying that.

“yes. it would be. you’re not usually distracted in this class… and i don’t want your eyes on me.” she said, looking back at her work.

could’ve been worse!

you sighed and looked back down at your paper as well.

you put all your focus into your work for the rest of class, completing the worksheet despite the stall of progress.

when the bell chimed, you stood up while packing your things away. you and wednesday had planned to see enid at the quad for lunch. you let wednesday walk in front of you— you were nothing if not polite.

“hey, can i see you for a second?” your professor got your attention. you gestured for wednesday to go ahead. she nodded and turned around, walking away.

“how can i help?— hey yoko.” you said, turning to the vampire that was also standing at your teacher’s desk. you two were already known to each other, seeing as she was close with enid and you were all in the same friend group. you and yoko never really spent time alone together but you would still count her as a friend.

“ms. tanaka is struggling a bit in class and needs some extra help.” your teacher started. “i thought you would be the best person to tutor her as you excel in this class. if you can find the time, of course.”

“well, i’m happy to help.” you smiled over at yoko. “i’m sure we’ll be able to find some time.”

“thanks. i appreciate that.” she said, giving you a toothy smile— or a fangy smile, in her case.

you nodded as your teacher dismissed you both.

“you joining our table for lunch?” you asked her as you both walked out of the classroom. you both walked in the direction of the quad.

“nah, meeting divina for lunch.”

“fair enough.” you shrugged.

“oh!” yoko said, whipping her phone out of her pocket as you two reached the quad. “before i forget! lemme get your number so i can ask you for your schedule.”

you nodded as she handed her phone to you. you typed your number in and handed it back to her.

•*¨*•.¸¸♪

across the quad, wednesday was glaring holes straight through the two of you. enid noticed the raven-haired girl get quiet and followed her eyeline, sighing as she turned back to look at her.

“you’re going to kill yourself if you don’t say anything.” enid commented. she was the only one brave enough to say something to wednesday.

“what in the world are you talking about?” she asked, still eyeing you as you gave your number to yoko. wednesday had no idea why she suddenly felt the pit of her stomach start to boil.

she wasn’t jealous, she couldn’t be.

she didn’t have feelings for you, she couldn’t.

could she?

you waved goodbye to yoko and turned around to look at enid and wednesday. her eyes flicked straight back to the food in front of her. you approached and took a seat next to wednesday.

“hey guys.” you said.

“what was that about with yoko?” enid asked.

“oh! i got asked to tutor her in botany.” you clarified.

“i’m sure she appreciates that. you’ll help her a lot.” enid nodded in approval.

“hopefully! i’ve never really tutored someone before.”

wednesday started to drown out your conversation with enid as confusion fuzzed up her brain.

“hey, you.” you got her attention, nudging her shoulder a little bit. “i can literally hear the cogs turning in your brain.”

“just thinking about my writing.” she lied through her teeth, waving a hand in dismissal.

“you must be thinking hard. writer’s block?” you asked, she didn’t like how you seemed like you cared.

“no… just in between two options.” she huffed and turned away from you slightly. “leave me to my thoughts.”

“okay…”

okay?! just okay?!

she didn’t like that you didn’t tease any further. she was too busy in her own head trying to figure out why the thought of you tutoring yoko was pissing her off so much.

•*¨*•.¸¸♪

she figured it out a week later when she noticed you hadn’t seen each other that entire 7 days.

you hadn’t come by to visit, not even to see enid. and she realised it was because you were too busy tutoring yoko. yoko was big on snapchat so when wednesday peeked over on enid’s phone and saw the two of you on her snap story posing in the library.

a part of wednesday wanted to storm into the library and grab you away, redirecting your attention to where it should actually be.

she hated herself for thinking something like that. gone were the days of wednesday addams thinking she didn’t care for you. she cared, and she cared deeply.

it was even worse when she looked to her right in botany class and saw that your chair was empty. her head snapped to look at the back of the classroom, hoping, praying, that maybe it couldn’t be. but it was.

there you were, sitting next to yoko. you were leaning over to help her with her worksheet. you were too close, she thought. way too close.

you had the nerve to wave at her when you caught her staring, only earning a scowl back from the girl. she couldn’t focus on her work for the rest of the subject, maybe it was a blessing in disguise!

maybe your teacher would ask you to tutor her too.

•*¨*•.¸¸♪

she tried to get your attention that day.

you and yoko were meeting in the library and wednesday had stationed herself to stand directly across from you.

“hey wednesday.” yoko said when the shorter girl took her stance.

“yoko.” she replied, turning to look at you. “you. i need you to help me with the bees.”

“wednesday, i can’t just leave. i have to help yoko. can i join you after?”

yes. yes. yes.

“no. don’t bother.” goddamn it, addams. you’re slacking. she hated that you put yoko over her, but she couldn’t bring herself to ask again. that wasn’t in her nature.

she turned around and stomped out of the library. you watched her with a worried eye.

“good on you for pissing addams off.” yoko snickered.

“shut up.” you two had gotten closer as friends, being able to banter a bit more.

“she’s probably gonna go slaughter someone with that rage.” she said.

“mmhm…” you muttered in response, focused on the door closing behind the girl that walked away.

•*¨*•.¸¸♪

“can you be any louder?” wednesday muttered while she was typing on her keyboard. enid was sitting on her own bed, scrolling away at her phone.

“you know, you’re getting more irritable every second you let this go on.” enid said, wednesday could hear her eye rolls.

“i would rather die than talk to her again.” wednesday leaned back in her chair and pushed herself away from the typewriter.

“ugh! you’re so insufferable!” enid said, getting up and stomping out of their room.

great. now enid was upset. wednesday did not like dealing with that.

enid slammed the door behind her as she left, wednesday almost flinched.

a few minutes later, wednesday heard a knock.

“it’s embarrassing that you stormed out but even more embarrassing that you forgot your key—“ wednesday started as she opened the door, cutting herself off when she realised the figure standing in front of her wasn’t enid.

it was you.

“hey.” you greeted.

“hi. what’re you doing here?” wednesday asked, a glare in her eye.

“uh… enid texted me saying you were in trouble and having a hard time studying.”

no way.

“no. i’m fine.”

“okay.” you said, turning to walk away.

no way.

“wait!” wednesday called out. “yes, i need help.” she stepped aside to let you into her room.

“okay…” you said, walking in.

“do you know any other word other than okay?!” she asked, suddenly irritated at your presence.

“sorry… i just didn’t know what else to say.” you shrugged. wednesday pulled a chair up next to hers at the desk.

you sat down in the chair, dropping your bag at the side of the desk and pulling out your book.

“what were you having trouble with?” you asked, smiling up at her.

how could you smile at her knowing how much distress you brought her over the past few days?

“poison.” she answered, firmly.

“okay, wednesday. are you just asking because you’re trying to craft one of your deadly concoctions again?” you asked with a joking tone but you were absolutely dead serious. “and you shouldn’t need help with poison, it’s the thing that amuses you most in that class.”

“actually yes, i’m trying to kill the girl that brings me stress all the time.” she answered, sarcastically— the sarcasm was clear to her, not to you.

your smile disappeared. “oh… who… who are we talking about…?”

“a girl that likes to tutor vampires.”

your head tilted in confusion, why was she out to get you?

“wednesday… have i upset you?” you asked her, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“yes…” she said, sitting down beside you. you shuffled away, despite your feelings for her, she still scared you. she was more than capable of wrapping her hands around your throat and ending your life then and there.

“what have i done?” you put your book away, still keeping an eye on her.

“you left me alone for days.” she crossed her arms, you saw a pout forming on her lips. she felt that pout forming and tried to stop it.

“i didn’t realise you missed me.” you said, she started to regret pushing you away so much. “you’re not exactly my biggest fan…”

“i never said that.” she shook her head, her braids swinging side to side. “i just… i didn’t know how to deal with the fact that i care about you.” she said, that was the most honest you’d ever seen her. you had to choose your next words carefully or else she might pull away.

“i care about you too, wednesday. that’s no secret.” you cracked a smile. “were you jealous that i had been spending time with yoko…?”

“no. i don’t get jealous.” she turned away, looking at the desk. she was horrible at lying to you.

your smile became warmer as you reached over, twirling one of her braids between your fingers. you saw a red hue creep onto her cheeks, that was the most color you saw on her face ever. you slowly leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on her cheek.

“you’re pretty when you care.” you whispered as you pulled away.

it took everything in her not to just jump your bones right then and there, but she held herself back.

you stood up, collecting your things.

“okay, how about this then…” you put your bag on your shoulder. “you, me. the weathervane, tomorrow after school?” you asked.

“that would be ideal. but what about yoko?” she asked you, gritting her teeth at the mention of the vampire.

“oh! she’s doing heaps better. she actually passed our last test. we were just doing some reading in the library most of the time.”

“what?!” wednesday exclaimed, standing up. “you’re telling me you were lying about the tutoring?”

“yeah, only for the last two days though. enid kinda let it slip that you were upset about us. just wanted to see what you’d do.” you snickered and turned around to walk out the door before she could get your hands on you. “see you tomorrow, addams! you and that blush on your face.” you teased, walking out the door.

“you…” she gritted her teeth. “i’ll kill you!”

you poked your head back in.

“you care too much about me now.”

unfortunately, you were right.

[thissortofsorcery]

Finding out that Billy had never been with anyone comes as a surprise, to say the least. 

It’s been a month since Billy kissed Steve, pulled him close by the neck of his red sweater and slotted their lips together, pressed his tongue into Steve’s mouth and turned his life upside down. Steve can’t get enough of him since. 

All they’ve done in the past month is kiss, going so far as to roll around in Steve’s bed one afternoon, only for Billy to pull away abruptly once their hips touch. 

Steve watches as Billy lays back on top of the covers, staring at the ceiling, both hands clenched into fists. 

The thing is, Steve doesn’t mind that they’re not having sex. He’d gladly kiss Billy all day if that’s all he wants to do, but it weirds him out a little how Billy pulls away like he’s been burned when things were fine a second ago. 

“Are… You okay?” Steve asks, the words coming out slow and tentative. 

“Yep,” Billy says tightly. Steve’s having a hard time believing him. 

“You don’t look okay, man,” he tries. Billy only grunts in response. His face is twisted up in a scowl, but the look in Billy’s eyes is a little distant, like he’s… concentrating? “Is this a werewolf thing?” 

Billy’s silent for a long time, enough that Steve doesn’t think he’s gonna answer. 

“No,” Billy says, finally, and Steve can feel the zing of the lie in the air. He frowns. 

“You know I don’t care about that stuff, right?” Steve says. “Like, I know you’re extra strong and fangy, but I’m just as magic as you are.”

“It’s not about the fangs,” Billy spits out, showing actual anger for the first time the whole day. 

“So what is it about, then?” Steve insists, searching Billy’s face for an answer. Then his eyes flick down to Billy’s hands, which are still clenched tight. “Is it about the claws?”

“Shut up,” Billy says. Too quickly.

“Oh my God, it is!” Steve’s jaw drops, and he sits up abruptly. 

Billy grunts, half a huff and half a snarl, pushing himself off the bed and stomping toward the door.

“Wait, Billy, come on!” 

Steve reaches out, and his hand closes around Billy’s wrist. For a second, he thinks Billy is going to snap, is going to push him against the wall and snarl in his face, but Billy just… stops. He goes completely still, refusing to look at Steve.

“I’m sorry,” Steve pleads. He doesn’t feel right letting Billy leave like this, on this sour note, and the need to pull Billy against his body, wrap him up close, sticks to his throat. “I didn’t mean to push you. It’s cool if you don’t want to talk about it.” 

Billy lets out a harsh breath, and Steve can see his jaw tense like he’s trying to grind his teeth into dust. But his wrist turns in Steve’s grasp and slips through his fingers until their palms slot together, soft and warm. Billy turns around.

“It’s not…” Billy starts, then stops, twisting his mouth into a grimace. “I just don’t wanna hurt you,” is what he settles on. “Don’t give me that bullshit,” he adds when Steve opens his mouth to protest. “You don’t have invulnerable fucking skin. What if I lose focus at the wrong time, and my claws catch on your scalp? On your throat?” 

Billy finally looks at him, and Steve sighs, shoulders going lax, all tension leaving him in one moment. Billy doesn’t look angry. He looks tentative and unsure, and more open than he’s been the entire time they’ve been doing this.

“Okay. I get it,” Steve says, voice dipping to a low murmur. “I guess I wasn’t thinking about that.” 

“Yeah,” Billy says, and they go quiet. He does step closer, though, and half-leans against Steve, digging his nose into Steve’s neck. He can feel Billy breathe in deep, and Steve lifts a hand to wrap around Billy’s waist.

“I just thought… The girls you’ve been with, they’re mostly human… And none of them found out about you being a werewolf, so I…” Steve starts, but is cut off by a snort coming from Billy. The hot air from his breath tickles Steve’s neck, and he shivers.

“I don’t lose my focus around girls. Not like when I’m around you,” Billy says, barely above a whisper. Steve feels his breath catch, and wants so badly to say me too, you make me feel like that too, but Billy speaks again, dragging his nose across Steve’s skin as he lifts his head to look at him. “Besides, I never do more than make out with them. It’s never been a problem before.” 

Steve freezes, hand going still where it’s been stroking Billy’s side. 

“You’ve never…?” He lets the question hang in the air, and Billy stiffens. 

“That a problem?” His voice is carefully even, face going blank, and Steve panics.

“No! No, of course not. No,” Steve hurries to say, squeezing Billy’s hand tightly. “It doesn’t matter. Well, I matter a little, but like, not in a bad way, I just— I mean—” Steve takes a deep breath. “It’s okay. We can— We’ll figure it out together,” he says. Pleads. 

Billy huffs a laugh, lips forming that smug smirk that Steve once found infuriating but now only fills his stomach with warmth. 

“Yeah, alright,” Billy says, nosing at Steve’s neck again. “I guess I’d like that.” 

---

I set out to write werewolf smut but ended up with fluff instead, which is so on brand for me actually. I'm having a lot of fun with this AU right now.

[strawberryfairi]

Soshiro Hoshina

✨Crushing On You ✨

Headcanon time!

↳ I strongly, STRONGLY believe that Hoshina would be the biggest spazz with his crush on you. I mean just simping heavy! Like, the giggling and kicking his feet type at the sight or even thought of you vibes.

↳ Imagine his cheeks all dusty pink, with that goofy, fangy toothed smile when he talks to you.

↳I think maybe initially he'd tried to hide it, and the attempt would last a good like four seconds before his attraction instantly shows on his face.

↳I'm picturing the wide eyed, lips slightly parted look. Add in the anime wind and roses background for special effect.

↳He'd figure out all these different excuses to interact with you.

↳Because he's a cutie pie when he's not activated in his menace mode, he'll try and make you laugh and smile whenever he can!

↳Would be through the roof happy if you ever came to watch him train, or better yet, ask him to help you train.

↳At one point his attraction to you would be so obvious that even you can't help but notice.

↳I feel like his mood would be genuinely a bit down if he doesn't get a chance to see you at some point each day (this is when he's like deep in his crush on you).

↳I can see him wanting to give you all kinds of tips and will compliment you on whatever you do well as a defense force officer.

↳His entire face would turn tomato red if you ever complimented literally anything about him (personality, looks, outfit, anything will have him shook). He'd definitely try to play off his reaction but it wouldn't work.

↳Now taking a second to mention his menace activation mode. Hoshina would go absolutely CRAZY if you got hurt during a fight. Like going wild, tearin' them kaiju beasts up while the other lower rank officers get you to a hospital. If someone couldn't tell his feelings for you before then this kind of scenario would be the revelation.

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Ok so I watched Kaiju No. 8 last night and like...why ain't nobody tell me this man Hoshina is FINE😩😍?!?! Like dayum every time he got screen time all I could say was GYAT!

[spookiekewchie]

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Characters: og form!Ryomen Sukuna x woc!reader

Summary: Sukuna has some points to prove.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: my poor attempt at coming out of retirement, monsterfucking bc sukuna, mean!sukuna (imean is there any other type of sukuna?), rough sex, restrained reader, crying, possessive behavior, there's a slap, biting, bloodplay (sukuna bites the reader with his fangies), p in v, this is literally just filth with no plot or reason, sorry not sorry.

A/N: Yeeeah so if this is trash my bad. It's been a minute since I wrote anything, but leave it to the walking red flag that is sukuna to drag me out of retirement smh. I gave it a look over but I might have missed some errors and typos. My bad if I did. The divider is by @cafekitsune

DO NOT repost or translate my work anywhere. If you like it don’t forget to reblog and share with others who might enjoy it as well.

Sukuna laughs, the sound just as mean as it always is coming from him. It’s a mocking sound as he looks down on your panting form, a hard thrust of his fat cock spearing into you just for good measure, all so he can watch the way you tremble and choke on your screams. This is how he likes you, helpless, trapped under him as two of his hands hold your thighs apart and the other two hands keep your wrists pinned. There’s nothing you can do to escape him as he fucks you past your limits, using you until you think you might truly break apart on his cock. 

He’s obsessed with pushing you to this point, craves seeing that proud attitude of yours crumble as he fucks you mindless and reminds you of your place. Under him, at his mercy, his to possess and own because he can’t let you go. It’s not love, but merely obsession. The closest he can get to such a cursed emotion, and with every thrust that drives his cock deep inside you he punishes you for making him feel this way. You’re under his skin, in his thoughts, worming your way in so much so that you can push him to moments like these where his self control shatters. He can’t let you go because he won’t have his perfect pet used against him, and he won’t kill you because despite all his meanness he wants you close. 

You know it too, that’s why you push buttons, and do what no one else would ever dare to do. Because you know you’ll get away with it with your life intact. Your ability to walk on the other hand? Well that might take a day or two, at the least, to recover. This is your only real revenge against Sukuna, pushing him and provoking him to act on what he feels just so you know you aren’t the only one affected by his obsession with you. Funny how your revenge always ends up with you in tears though. 

“S…sukuna, please…” There it is, what he wants to hear out of you. That broken, tearful plea for mercy that he has no intention of showing you. The hands at your thighs move to push your knees to your chest, spreading you open more for his benefit than your own. The sound you make when he manages to sink even deeper inside you is like a sweet symphony to the King of Curses as he shifts both of your wrists into one hand so he can grip your chin with the other. 

He leans down, turning your head to the side. You shudder when you feel his tongue dragging over your pulse point before you feel his fangs dragging against it. Your mind is too lost to try and stop him, and you can only give another broken, sobbing moan when you feel him bite down. It hurts for only a moment before he soothes over the place he’s bitten, tasting the sweetness of your blood with a heady groan. You know he’s marked you in a place that you won’t easily be able to hide. You clench around him, so hard and so tightly that the formidable King of Curses lets out a deep rumbling growl as he lets his hips surge forward. “You. Are. Mine.” He punctuates each word with a hard thrust, and each one draws a broken cry of pleasure from your lips.

The grip he has on your chin tightens, your head snapping forward as he forces your gaze to return to him. Tears stream down your cheeks, and he swears there’s no more beautiful sight than you being brought to tears by his cock. Sukuna grins, fangs dripping red, and his mouth still bloody from marking your flesh. He uses his grip on your jaw to make you nod your head. “Say it.” He commands, and you have no fight in you to deny him. 

“Yours. Only yours.” You sob, the pleasure overwhelming and far too intense. You’ve no idea how many times he’s forced you to fall apart around his cock, but you can feel yourself reaching that impossible peak again. You feel as if you’ll go mad if he pushes you past it again, and you try weakly to plead with him once more. “Please…I—” He cuts you off with a growl that reverberates through your whole being and strikes you silent. 

“You can.” Sukuna tells you simply, “and you will.” He continues, his cock continuing to rock into you again and again as he claims what’s his. “Now.” It’s an order, and your body bends to his will, the climax hitting you so hard that your vision whites out and you let loose a raw, hoarse scream as your essence floods his cock. Sukuna chuckles darkly at the way you go limp under him, his perfect broken toy. The thought of someone as strong as you, as defiant, and difficult under him like this is enough to send him careening the edge himself. “Who am I?” He questions, giving your cheek a sharp slap to rouse you enough to your senses to answer. 

“My king…” You mutter, words slurred and barely above a whisper with how exhausted you are. It’s enough though, just enough to have Sukuna chasing his own release until he spills deep inside of you. The sound of your pathetic needy mewls as his spend paints your walls, earns a low hum of approval, though he doubts you’re conscious enough to bask in it. 

“That’s what I thought.” He says, hands releasing your limbs while he pulls himself from your warmth, admiring the way he leaks out of you for a moment before his thick fingers are pushing his cum back into you with a laugh at the way you whine. “Perhaps you’ll think twice before trying to provoke me again.” His words are mocking despite knowing this is a lesson you will never learn. Sukuna hovers over you for a moment, watching your barely conscious form. If you could see it you’d swear he was on the verge of kissing you, the thought of you opening your eyes to see him so close with a look of…near fondness on his face is enough to make the King of Curses pull away. Muttering to himself he stalks over to where he’s cast off his robe, shrugging back into it with a mildly frustrated grunt before he calls out. “Uraume!” 

The loyal servant of Sukuna appears in a near instant, obediently awaiting instruction. “Clean her up, tend to the bruises and…” He pauses for a moment, silently cursing himself for the impulsive mark he’s left behind. “And her neck.” It’s all he says before he stalks off to contemplate just how much of a mistake it was to keep you this close. He doesn’t see the way Uraume scowls at the task they’ve been given, he would hardly care if he did. He knows that they will complete the task to the best of their ability, and you’ll be cared for in the end.

[mylittlesecrethaven]

Twst Kinks And Shit They Like To Do During Sex: Savanaclaw

Let's fucking go I've been wanting to do this for a while now. (Tws ahead of time in case I get some crazy kink going on one of the characters because.... yeah.... there might be some strange kinks in here that aren't common.... so.... idk) (I was gonna do sex positions, but then I realized I don't know any.....)

Leona:

Biting kink. Can't help it. He def has a biting kink. Like, full on bite. Bite so deep it bleeds and scars kinda shit. And I know it's fucked up, but it makes it so much better for him if you squirm or jolt when he bites you.

You are getting crushed during sex. I'm sorry, but it's happening. Leona either squeezes you so close to him or literally lays on you while he plows into you.

Ruggie:

Hmmm.... Kinda hard for this guy.... *proceeds to look up other Tumblr posts for ideas cause literally no idea* Ooo! Face sitting! He'd def be into that. Treats it like a daily meal. If he doesn't get to taste you at least once a day, he's gonna be in a bad mood.

During sex, love love loves baring his teeth. Not in an intimidation thing (and this isn't related to hyenas either, it's just something I thought of), but it's just a weird thing he likes to do. Like he's showing off or something. (Hates it when you call his fangies cute, but ya gotta admit, they kinda are)

Jack:

Is there such a thing as a sweat kink? Or a workout kink? Cause I feel like Jack would have that. Not when he works out, that'd be a big issue, but when he sees you sweating during a workout. I feel like he'd see you running or something and see you sweat and just get a boner so fucking fast.

Hmm.... for during sex, I like the idea that he's constantly checking up on you. In my head, this mans can go for hours on end, and you probably can't, so he'll force himself to take breaks and take care of you for a little bit. (Because he loves you, of course, but also to prove he's capable of taking care of you.)

Yeah.... Ruggie's kinda sucked.... Sorry....

[noras-dc-shenanigans]

Half-Ghost Billy Batson

(Inspired by a post that I can’t find😡😤. If you recognize it please let me know! I have searched. Everywhere. I remember it starts off with Billy contemplating how he’s different and his dad didn’t want him, and then Danny shows up.)

Danny Fenton grows up, gets crowned King of the Infinite Realms, and then discovers that time it weird in the Zone if the portal you came through doesn’t stay open. He’s been ruling for over a century, but it’s only been a few years on Earth. Early on he made sure to keep popping in and out to visit family and friends and keep up a human identity, and so was able to age normally too.

By the time he’s 25 (2015), he’s in a serious relationship with a woman named Mary Batson, and has decided to tell her about his other life. Before he can however, he is ‘killed’ in an explosion at his civilian job as an engineer.

He’s fine, but was weakened enough that he reverted to his core, and Clockwork retrieved him and took him to the Realms to heal. He does, goes discreetly looking for Mary, and discovers it been a year and she died in a car accident. Heartbroken, and with no civilian identity anymore, he starts spending all his time in the Zone, only making weekend trips to see family/friends.

Unknown to Danny, Mary was pregnant, gave birth, and little William ‘Billy’ Daniel Batson was saved via emergency C-Section after the accident and placed in foster care, because she had no family and no one looked into the father’s well enough. Mary only survived long enough to name her son and give them Danny’s name.

10 years later, Billy gains the title of Champion of Magic. The influx of so much magic also triggers his… other genes.

As Billy, he is faster and stronger and heals quicker and if he concentrates really hard he can turn invisible and walk through things— at least for a few moments. He also discovers that he’s essentially a cat, since he can hiss and purr and randomly sprout claws.

Billy only uses a mirror if he needs to give himself a haircut, but the next time he looks he notices the tiny little baby fangies. And that his eyes are more teal than blue, his hair has a few white spots in it, and his ears point a little more. No wonder no one’s been bothering him lately.

(He’s basically 75% human and 25% ghost, so unless he gets hosed down with pure ectoplasm and also eats a bunch of the stuff, he’s not going to be able to ‘go ghost’. He’s just hasn’t got enough Phantom in him to manage it.)

As Captain Marvel, the magic of his patrons and the Rock of Eternity kinda work as a counter-measure against the partially-dead thing, as the magic sees it as a threat to the Champion’s health and fights the genes’ effects like it’s a virus. So the magic is basically shutting down all of the actual powers he gets as Billy. But he does get little things that the magic doesn’t care about, like sharp little fangs and pointy ears.

Billy just thinks it’s all side effects of the magic, and uses his new ‘adaptations’ as Billy to survive on the streets.

The Justice League comes knocking about 6 months in, meet this huge chipper dude who can evenly match Superman and uses magic in a way that causes other magic users headaches and rage, and invite him to join.

That’s when they notice that he’s a bit… strange.

Not like, in a bad way! Just, the other day Batman did the ‘appear behind you from nowhere’ thing and when Marvel noticed he full on hissed at him, like a feral cat, before looking sheepish and apologizing.

A few weeks later, they’re rescuing some kidnapped meta kids and they find Marvel sitting cross-legged on the ground, several toddlers draped over him and a very distinct purring noice emanating from his chest.

A week after that, and Superman confides worriedly that sometimes Marvel’s heart will just… stop beating, and/or he’ll stop breathing, and that when his heartbeat is gone there seems to be a strange hum coming from the center of his chest.

Then another 2 weeks later, after a meeting, he and Flash were talking and they both laughed, but when Marvel did he just flashed these very sharp incisors that Flash swears are fangs.

And then one day they call him in to help fight some demons and one growls at him and he freakin growls back, bares his definitely fangs I told you so! And just freakin launches at the thing. They basically roll around like a couple of territorial tomcats, and at first Marvel is throwing punches and lighting but then the demon bites him and Marvel just… bites back.

And then he like… sprouts claws?! And then it really is like a cat fight, with these two just hissing and growling and clawing and biting until Marvel does something and the demon breaks away and flees, whimpering like a kicked dog. Superman has to snag Marvels cape and dodge some claws to keep the guy from chasing after it.

He’s covered in claw marks and scratches and there’s blood like everywhere but once they drag/convince/bully him into going back to the Watchtowers medbay, there’s nothing. The wounds are gone, the blood is fading away, and the suit is repairing itself. Marvel just shrugs and says magic, which, fair enough.

But then they have to have a talk about what the hell that was, and all Marvel can say for his feral-cat behavior is “I just heard him growl and had the uncontrollable urge to bite him. Like, he’s in my territory, and he’s gonna challenge me like that? Heck-no.”

…Territory? Territory?! What does that- does this possibly-immortal being consider all of Earth his territory? Is he secretly a Fae? An eldritch being in less terrifying form? Part demon himself? A cat transformed into a person?

Marvel shrugs.

“I never met my parents, so honestly any of those have a chance of being true.”

Oh No. Oh F*ck. Those were rhetorical!

Meanwhile, Danny is back on Earth and finds out from Tucker that Mary had a kid. They discover this because he was reported missing after he ran away and the cops tried to find out if there was any more family, and do a better job looking this time. Danny is ‘dead’ so they called the Drs Fenton, who told Jazz, who told Tucker, who dug around and realized oh sh*t, Danny has a son.

But they can’t tell Danny this, because some a-hole in a different dimension is trying to invade the Infinite Realms, so Danny has to go kick a**. The time in the other dimension is weird too, so several years pass on Earth by the time he stops the threat, locks away the demon Trigon, and finds a nice home in the Realms for the demon’s half-human orphaned daughter Raven, who fits in very well with the ghosts.

So, Danny’s back and between Tucker and Danny they figure out what city Billy is in, and Danny spends days flying around invisible feeling for any ectoplasm. He finds it, finds Billy facing down some wanna-be teenage gangsters, and watches with growing pride as his son hisses at them with his widdle baby fangs oh my Ancients!

So after the other kids flee from the ‘crazy demon kid’, Danny invisibly follows Billy back to his current hideout in the basement of an abandoned warehouse (only someone Billy-sized or smaller would be able to fit through the window, and then they’d have to do it again to get into his little blocked-off closet. Smart. Very smart. I have such a smart kid, the family will Love him!)

Danny doesn’t want to freak his kid out— strange man+small space=bad no-no— so he just settles himself in front of the exit and starts chirping. Calling.

Billy, who has never heard the sound before, still knows what it means. Can’t resist following it out of his hidey-hole. Sees the man, cross-legged on the ground, sees his blue eyes flash green-green-green and knows.

“Hi, Billy. Is so good to meet you!”

——————————

2015: Danny=25

2016: Billy born

2027: Billy=11, Danny=27

@im-totally-not-an-alien-2

@stealingyourbones

Hope you guys like this!

[dangopango00]

Demonic Features HCS (2)

Om demons HCs + Om demons x gn reader

Pt. 1 (123) | Pt. 2 (Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie) | Pt. 3 (Royal trio) Coming soon (again)

CW: Teeny but suggestive I think. Mostly asmo’s part if anything

A/N: THIS IMAGE IS SO FUCKING KEWYWTTTTT 😭😭😭😭😭 i cant w them ue i am unhealthily attached to this family goodbye world also sryy these are so long, honestly after recharging for a couple days I js started going crazy on the hcs 😭😭

Hcs UTC

Satan: The Unicorn

- I think he should look more beastly overall like hes some wild creature that just emerged from the forest

- His pants should look like hooves like those bellbottom esque fuzzy ish pants like

Shout out to someone in 1545 ig. Unicornis

Also spots should look more like. Horselike like speckled or splotchy

- Has two black stars and one green in the middle on his forehead

1. As a reference to Lucifer who created him and

2. A reference to how biblically unicorns were out of control beasts that could only be tamed by a virgin maiden (honestly im a lil tempted to write a fic of satan x sweet innocent reader but gn. Goodbye even)

- HES A UNICORN HE SHOULD HAVE A UNI HORN PLEAADEEE 😭😭😭 they should be a similar shape to Lucifer’s but one short one and should be able to summon a longer one below where the star diamond is on his forehead is when he gets pissed enough and both should be black with green tips + it would actually make him look more vicious too

- I appreciate them making the little bow look like ribs but I think it would be much cooler if his ribs just were sticking out and wrapping around his body and they were black and green

- Ribs should also have patches of fur resembling flames where they start (near his back or at his sides)

- I also think his tail should have short rugged fur lining the outside and it should get longer at the tip; I’m going heavy on the beast agenda I fear. He may clean up pretty well in his human form but he can’t hide his sin in his demon form cmon now y’all

- Since we don’t see his markings I’m making shit up and I think his markings should be fur lining his back and arms

- Just wanna say I resemble the fur wrap thing because it kinda resembles a horse tail/mane and the gray shirt bc it resembles a rhino (What unicorns in the bible were based on I think)

- A bit insecure about you seeing his demon form tbh. Thinks he will scare you and a little afraid he might do sth he’ll regret if he loses himself; he sees himself as beastly in that form, anger is a hideous emotion and he doesn’t want to scare his loved ones away like he used to when he was first born and always lashed out with full force, scaring his brothers (Don’t get me wrong if he’s angry he’ll show it but he wont let all of his anger out at least not at once and if he has to do sth drastic he’ll first isolate himself)

- Very nearsighted but refuses to get glasses and only wears them when reading (glasses are weakness)

- Bulks up a bit and gains more strength in his demon form frs

- Snarls when hes angry and sometimes sneezes in the middle of his anger often (it would be funny)

- Pact mark is only visible on your temple but internally spans throughout your veins and is not very big but grows the angrier you get post activation; that shit is freaky it can even cover your whole face and put your body in autopilot (like how anger issues people black out) if you get angry enough

- It’s pretty wicked its first shaped like a small spade but bulges like flesh; is similar to tanjiro’s mark somewhat

- Pact mark allows him to enhance your rage by giving you some of his own (can be a pro or con depending on the situation but i mean u can just tell him to stop iykyk policy)

Asmodeus: The Scorpion

- I THINK HE SHOULD BE VAMPIRIC Feeds on sexual energy and life force yk incubus/succubus thingz but he should have the fangies too imo

- Tired of them having collars and looking prim and proper so I’ve arbitrarily decided that his shirt should conjoin with his skin and become kind of like calcharos ult for VERY loose reference; hes the avatar of lust he can be shirtless ish

- IK I SAID NTM ON THE CLOTHES BUT UGHHH Imagine if he was wearing like a robe similar to aphrodite bc its like a nod to his past as a high angel but also how he’s steeped in desire and lust. Like its being held up by the roses, sheer will and the fact that it is conjoined with his skin

- Hc that he is like cupid and can see connections between people SO I think his spine should be lined with like. Arrow-like spines

- Despite being like cupid, he finds it really hard to genuinely connect people and find someone who enjoys his presence beyond his looks and will typically avoid people on his recharge days (he likes partying and being around people but its also pretty draining keeping people entertained which is why he usually brings someone with him. I also imagine this is how he and Levi connect “I guess we aren’t so different after all” type shi)

- He should have a tail. I thought about it for a while and like. ???? Scorpions tails are like their whole thing I think he should either have a tail or towards the bottom of his spines one of them is long enough to resemble a tail (his wings are cool but like he should have a. Tail)

- Tail/spines should have venom

- I think his markings should be connected, like the hearts are good but they should be connected in like a segmented line and wrap around his arm; preferably 7 to represent the scorpions seven chamber heart

- He needs glasses too and he only wears them when they go with his outfit otherwise its contacts (which he also introduced satan to)

- He should have more eyes on his face smaller eyes below his main two that only appear when open (otherwise his face looks normal just with slight slits you’d only notice if u were REALLY staring)

- Very tolerant to weather changes. He still acts like he’s dying but he def doesn’t have it as bad as Levi who is literally dying over there

- Pact mark is a tramp stamp and he won’t stop asking to see it gn. Its shaped like a hollowed heart with a design inside and becomes a spade with a similar design when activated as well as spreads a bit (as all the others do) its very classy and pretty tbh

- Activation is almost like. Erotic? It feels good but its almost like it steals the air from your lungs and makes your chest tighten; its a mix of pleasure and panic (not quite pain because it gives you urgency but not so much that it makes you want to stop) Unfortunately this isn’t something that really wears off but rather wears down and just becomes leas intense as you get used to it/stronger

- Pact mark allows him to shapeshift into you and anyone who you have had a sexual or romantic encounter with

Beelzebub: The Fly

- MOUTHS ALL OVER: A mouth on his forhead where his horn comes out of and the markings spread across his body can open, revealing mouths (def gotta have some on his hands I fear. Can also change the locations of his markings and can consume things such as magical energy through his mouths

- Should be able to create a third horn in the middle of his forehead to make his horns appear like a crown (Lord of the flies had a teeny lil crown its a bit funny)

- Should have more fur aspects like his wings should have fur at the base and around the outline maybe

- His markings should be furry and the fur makes it look like they’re black flames 🔥

- Should have four wings that appear like two until he gets ready for takeoff, to which they spread out real wide

- Ik he’s a really simple guy so his design is simple too but I think he’s just missing some of that demonic flair. He should have insect arms that he can control (they might look like sticks but they’re actually very strong and useful)

- Always wants to be around you. Always. Even though he moves insanely fast he always loops back around to match your pace

- A bit colorblind and nearsighted but is fast enough to make up for it

- Almost never gets sick but he’s usually the one who brings sickness in the house so his brothers have to make sure he cleans off before coming in 😭 (I imagine demons don’t get sick in the traditional way but its typically some behavioral or magical illness like a common cold for suc/incubi causing like them to be less efficient in seducing humans; like how asmo has his power with his eyes maybe his vision gets blurry for a few months/years or it makes HIM fall for the person he was trying to seduce)

- Lucifer has had to ban him from the kitchen because he kept eating food that already went bad especially if he was sleepwalking

- Can make a protein shake/smoothie out of anything !!!! No matter how erm. Odd the combination

- Always rubs his hands together and licks his lips before eating a meal

- I would like to propose….. him being in charge of the Devildom air force like how Levi is in the navy…. Ik ik came outta nowhere but Flies having those big ass eyes gave me the idea to out goggles on him that look like Fly eyes and then I was like ok well what if that was for when he’s flying and here we are

- OK STAY WITH ME NOW. He used to do the equivalent of illegal drag racing but flying and Belphie would always bet on him and thats how they made food money for Beel sometimes until Lucifer shut the whole thing down after finding out bc its a bad look for Diavolo he also doesn’t want his baby brother getting hurt but he wont say that (Belphie thought he was a killjoy)

- To him. It feels like wherever he goes death and despair follow and has gotten stronger and stronger so that no one close to him will ever die again (“I should’ve been strong enough so that the safest place for her would be by my side” -Marius von Hagen [he makes me so emotional]) (If you’re wondering how this is related its because flies symbolize triumph over adversity as well as death and decay)

- Pact mark is right on top of your stomach (above the bellybutton) and it looks like two triskelions (three wheeled spiral) stacked over each other to create six wheels as a reference to his prior angelhood but as well as a nod to his transformation

- Activation costs you a lot of energy and it feels like you’re starving like you haven’t eaten all day even if you just ate a hearty meal (you go back to normal a bit after activation but its a little maddening while its taking place)

- He can possess your body for a limited amount of time (typically only accidentally triggers this power) during this time any damage that his body takes transfers to you and vice versa (tbh this is much more risky for him than you bc his body is extremely strong so he’ll only take minimal damage but it’s a gamble with you)

- He can also steal some of the nutrients from your body so um. I’d be careful of that (he won’t ever actually do it but now that your bodies are connected he can)

Belphegor: The Cattle

- STOP SHOWING HIS FUXKINH EYE BEHIND HIS EMO HAIR/ sorry had to get that off my chest. It coulddd be something that could make him more eerie and off putting like a demon but his whole thing is that he looks cute and sweet but is actually intelligent and dangerous so maybe just. It shows in his demon form only if anything

- He should have a bell on his tail. It would be kewt. Not something he inherently has but he wags his tail in his sleep often so the brothers put it on him so they don’t trip over him (he hates it but he’s too tired to gaf)

- He should be more fuzzy too like having his right arm have an arm warmer rather than that sleeve that doesn’t even look connected like. Also theres a mix of fuzz and thorns on his person. It’s a gamble. Proceed with caution.

- His boots should be more like hooves kinda like what I said for satan but boots and more comfy looking

- They were way too shy with his cow spots imo. I think it should almost look like he has vitiligo (but with more melanin rather than less yk)

- HE SHOULD HAVE A LITTLE EARRING THAT LOOKS LIKE THE CATTLE TAG

- Got a nose piercing (septum I think?) after learning about piercings in the human world but doesn’t use it much anymore

- Nitpicky but I think his horns should end while sticking forward rather than curling out all the way to resemble a bull thats ready to charge

- Appreciating the fact that he has four belts likely to represent the four chambers of cows’ stomachs

- Separation anxiety victim NUMBER ONE. Especially after Lilith died he’s gotten so anxious being without his loved ones and never really wants to leave their sides bc he never knows when they’ll be gone

- He is Beel’s eyes and probably has the best vision in the family tbh 25/20 vision fr

- A lil colorblind though; affects his drawings and when levi asks him to doodle with him he always uses a unique set of colors (hes grabbing at them randomly)

- Likes to just watch his brothers socialize and be with them. An observer in his own home. The only reason he gets out of bed everyday is to see the people he cares about most

- Likes silly little puzzles, games and toys like rubix cubes and bouncy balls n shi but gets annoyed if you just give it to him and expect him to play by himself like !!!!! Keep him company !!!!!!!!!

- When he was trapped in the attic Lucifer would sometimes bring him enrichment toys and fill him in on current news or just sit there in silence to keep him company while turned away from him (If he looks at him too long he might fold and let him out; he loves his brother but. He thinks this is what needs to be done)

- Pact mark is on your thigh probably snug on the inside and whenever he’s laying on your lap he looks at it and maybe traces it before drifting off

- It probably looks like a symbol of a moon or spiral inside of a sun representing the midnight sun and the neutrality of the sloth sin (a sun that never rises or sets)

- Can sap your energy and make you see hallucinations or make you want to sleep; can probably put you in hibernation as long as it doesn’t hurt you and can eat your nightmares # dreamcatcher

[taiyaakii]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Miss you ! . . . ( 박성훈 )

— pairing: 박성훈 x reader — contains: Angst, jealousy, cutesie hoon — now playing: 一子青葉

You hate to admit it, but you were bad at handling your feelings, especially when it came to jealousy.

It was in your nature to become distant and cold, more often than not you took an hour or two to reply to Sunghoon's text which was unlike you, and whenever he'd ask why you weren't being as clingy as usual, you'd chalk it up to knowing he was busy and not wanting to be too overwhelming, plus you were busy too. You were both idols and so he understood sometimes you were just too tired to talk.

Now Sunghoon knew how you were when you got jealous but he didn't know how to bring it up.

It's been a solid week since you and your boyfriend had a proper conversation, and Sunghoon's been spiraling the entire week. He's been questioning what he could've done to make you upset.

Jake and Heeseung both said he should give you space, and he has, but it's hard for him to be away from you for so long.

At every music show, award show, and time he and Wonyoung had to mc for your group, if he spotted you in public, wherever you two were, he'd spot you out and give you that small smile he knew made you blush. He'd throw in a wave if no cameras were watching him too.

He'd even send you photos and videos of himself and Gaeul. Always with the text "I miss you" afterward.

With every day that passed it was becoming increasingly harder and harder to distance yourself from him. His cute fangy smile, the cute beauty marks on his face, his soft hair. You missed it all.

You decided to finally give up on being petty and talk to Sunghoon. You were worried he'd be upset over you being so petty about something dumb.

But despite that, your thumb hovered over the call button, and right as you were about to click it your phone lit up. "hoonie" Popped up on the screen, you hesitated for a second but ultimately clicked accept.

"Hoonie?" Hearing your voice and the nickname you gave him for the first time in a while only made him miss you more. "Hi baby" You could hear his smile over the phone "Hi" Your tone was quiet and somber "I miss you," He said

A short pause was followed up by "I miss you too hoon"

You could hear him sigh a little before he started "Why have you been so distant?"

You sat there, pondering your answer. He sounded so upset and tired, it felt horrible hearing him like this. "I'm sorry baby, I really am. I just..." You trailed off

You let out a shaky breath as Sunghoon waited, he didn't rush you or hound you for an answer, but instead, he finished your sentence for you "Is it Yunjin?" You almost started tearing up.

"Yeah" Shaky but coherent enough for him to understand.

Yunjin was someone you weren't very fond of, you didn't hate her but you knew she was into Sunghoon, and she made it apparent to everyone. It wasn't even entirely her fault, everyone wanted them together. Her members would tease her about him on live, show hosts would mention him just for her to blush, and she'd talk about him non-stop.

And of course, it would be easier to forgive her if she weren't always putting you down, but she was. Yunjin was a subject that you and Sunghoon discussed more than once.

He knew she upset you, and he knew to always avoid her, but this time it wasn't his fault.

He and Wonyoung were hosting for Lesserafim, and as he was speaking, Chaewon began nudging Yunjin and pointing at Sunghoon.

He was smiling, not even at her, just in her general direction, just to be polite. But of course, Yunjin took it as him being interested, and she started giggling.

Wonyoung and Sunghoon shared a glance, both knowing Yunjin was embarrassing herself.

The entire situation made you feel gross, seeing other girls giggle so hard at your boyfriend, and seeing Chaewon, someone you considered a friend, supporting Yunjin's weird behavior.

And that was the cause of this whole situation.

Sunghoon was starting to get annoyed with Yunjin, he was tired of seeing you be distant because of her.

-

"I'll be over in 10 okay?"

"Okay" He could hear how sad you were over the phone and he decided to try and make you feel better.

-

10 minutes later you heard a knock on the door, presuming it was Sunghoon you walked downstairs and opened the door.

You were wearing his hoodie. You had slight tear stains left on your pink cheeks and your lips were puffy. Sunghoon cooed at the sight, grabbing you in his arms and running his hands through your hair.

He kisses your head before pulling away and showing you the bag of goodies he has. Smiling, you pull him inside and bring him up to your room.

You guys spent 2 hours just laying together, you were eating snacks, and watching whatever Netflix show you chose for the night, all while he held you close and went on and on about how much he loved you, and that no one would change that.

Eventually, you fell asleep in his arms, he planted soft kisses on your head and fell asleep with you. At the end of the night, Sunghoon was just happy to have his girlfriend back.

@ featki

[bloodlust-1]

The Consort ₊⁺જ⁀➴

NSWF | Explicit 18+ | Angst | Blood | Ascended Astarion | Spawn Tav | Dark | Smut | Trauma | Stockholm Syndrome | Violence

Ascended Astarion x fem Tav

Chapter: 10 | Deceit

Summary: In a tumultuous tale of love, power, and betrayal, Tav finds herself entangled in a complex relationship with Astarion, a heartless vampire lord who will stop at nothing to maintain control over his newfound spawn. As Tav witnesses Astarion’s transformation and descent into darkness, their love is put to the ultimate test amidst love triangles, drama, and the pursuit of world domination. Redemption seems like an elusive goal while Tav grapples with the realization of who her lover has truly become.

Notes: hi hi!! This month has been super busy for me BUT I'M BACK AT IT AGAIN! >:D enjoy reading tho ~ Unedited atm

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Lovely photo by @astarionposting

In an almost scolding shocked tone, Tav exclaimed, “Astarion..!” Her eyes widened as she gazed at the shimmering rings in his hand, then back at him. The sunlight twinkled off the rings.

Astarion was never the sentimental type for events like these. Being undead for so long tainted many things people would celebrate.

Was he doing this for me…?

He thought about me…

Tav’s mind raced with questions and emotions, and she finally mustered the words, “Y-You did this for me, Astarion?” Her voice quivered with a mix of surprise and joy.

With a soft smile playing on his lips, “I know you care about it a lot, love. I would do anything in my power to give you everything.” He cleared his throat, His voice showed a hint of vulnerability. And with a sassy remark, “Now — do you accept my proposal?”

“Of course, Star!” Tav gave a fangy smile as she threw herself onto Astarion, causing them to fall back together.

Astarion’s expression shifted from surprise to pure joy, hugging each other before composing themselves. Tav extended her hand, and Astarion gently took it, sliding the gold band around her finger and then his own.

As he slipped the ring on Tav’s finger, a tingling sensation scratched along her skin.

Ouch...It kinda hurts.

“There. Just as beautiful as its owner,” Astarion stared down at her hand in his, admiring the jewelry.

“It’s very pretty, but why -“ Tav began to question but was instantly cut off.

“The slight discomfort? You’ll get used to it." A hint of possessiveness in his eyes, he smirked while clutching her hand, "There’s a sharp edge in the band; if pulled the right way...Well - you get the idea."

"You see, my wife, it’s meant to be worn and never taken off. If you do, you’ll feel its sting,”

A ring that cuts you if taken off.

It was so....him.

With a challenging smirk of her own, "Aren't you just soo poetic." Tav adjusted the ring with a nod and a smile.

I like the sound of that.

'My wife'

I must be just as twisted as him if I'm okay with this...

Tav peered into Astarion, her eyes shimmering with the sun's light. She fluttered her eyelashes, subtly baiting him into what she would say next. “I have a request,” she said softly.

Intrigued, "Yes?"

In a whisper, Tav leaned in closer, her breath softly dampening the skin of his ear, "Kiss me like how you used to."

His pupils dilated and a rush of nostalgia created a cold sweat down his back.

Astarion knew exactly what she meant - the sweet intimacy of their early days together when their love was just beginning to bloom. Back then, his kisses were shy, filled with a sweet innocence that was unlike their usual roughness.

Tav's request hung in the air, and Astarion blinked a few times, "I-I...Yes," He caught his words finally, "Of course, I can."

He was completely taken aback.

A kiss like before?

I'm way more confident now.

Why would she ever want that?

In that fleeting moment, Tav gazed up at Astarion with hopeful eyes and parted lips, she waited for him to take the bait.

Their lips met in a soft collision, weaving every emotion from the past to the present. It was so gentle that his lips tickled over hers as if Tav was made of glass.

Tav could feel Astarion's eyelashes flutter against her cheekbones, the phantom feeling of the softest kiss he's ever given sent chills all through her body.

Something about that old innocence melted her inside. She was like butter melting in the palm of his hands.

Astarion's hand rested in the crook of Tav's neck, tilting her head ever so slightly. He leaned into the kiss more and Tav's breath hitched in response.

It was starting to become more intense.

That softness Tav craved slowly washed away with each stroke of a kiss and she quickly pulled away with a small gasp, "W-Wait..."

He waited for her to speak, eyes dazed.

"Let's...not have sex."

Bluntly, "Why not?"

Tav scuffed into a chuckle, "Because intimacy doesn't have to always end with sex. I just want to enjoy my husband."

Her ears went floppy with a flush of her cheeks, "Even if I would enjoy that...very much...my point still stands."

Tav darted her eyes away until Astarion spoke, scared of how he might take it.

He tilted his head, intrigued, "Disappointing, darling, but granted."

Astarion gave a kiss to Tav's forehead. "Thank you."

200 years of sexual slavery still lingered from time to time. Trauma wasn't something Astarion could just throw away. It still very much lived deep within him.

Tav looked over her shoulder both ways, her eyebrow cocking up with disdain. "Love, have you noticed we're surrounded by Cazador's family headstones, right?"

Astarion narrowed his eyes with a single nod, "Indeed we are."

"Sounds - smashing." Tav winked at Astarion.

"Yes, it does." A sinister smile spread across his features and their eyes went dark.

~

DAYS LATER

Tav opened up the front doors, taking in a deep breath of cool air. The wind pushed back her hair in a gentle breeze. Just as she took a step forward, the crinkling noise crumbled beneath her feet.

a letter?

Tav picked the paper up. It was stamped with a red wax, a delicate hand-scripted name on the front in black ink.

Lord Ancunin.

Tav's eyebrow cocked up and just as she went to open it, Astarion snatched up the letter between her hands. His frame completely dominated her from behind.

"Hey..!" Tav crossed her arms with a puff of her cheeks.

Astarion shook his head with a chuckle, clearly amused by Tav's frustration, "Now, now, I'll share in just a moment."

*Rip*

Astarion flicked his wrist out, forcing the paper open with a loud 'pop'. His eyes were relaxed but they suddenly narrowed in concentration.

"hmm.."

"What?" Tav grabbed Astarion's shoulder, tip-toeing to get a glimspe of the letter, "Who is it from?"

Tav's questions came quicker than Astarion's answer and before she got the chance to ask one more, she saw at the bottom of the letter in the prettiest hand-writing she'd ever seen signed,

Rosaline.

Tav ripped the letter from Astarion's hands, "What does she want?" Tav's eyes skimmed threw the letter.

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Dear Lord Ancunin,

I am writing to invite you to meet over a bottle of wine at the Inn in the lower city. It would be of benefit to discuss matters of mutual interest in a more relaxed setting. I will be there at dusk.

Feel free to bring your partner along if you wish. Their presence would only add to the enjoyment of our gathering.

I look forward to see you and your partner,

Rosaline.

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Rosaline knew Cazador was no longer alive, but what did she want with Astarion so bad?

Hmph.

Tav crumbled the paper, annoyance on her features.

"Isn't someone jealous?" Astarion crossed his arms, leaning his shoulder against the door frame, "I quite like you like this - hah."

Clearly unamused Tav shook her head, "We're not going."

A cocky smile on his lips, "We're not? Are you sure about that? It's...cute - to think you make any of my networking choices."

"Nuh-uh. No way. Not with her."

Astarion heaved out a simple sigh, "Such a fussy little thing." He cocked up an eyebrow and shrugged off her unwillingness, "That's just too bad because we're going."

"Oh really?"

With a sassy tone, "Yees - really, am I supposed to show up alone?" Astarion flashed his hand, the gold band glittering in the light, "Especially with this? Hah - Never."

There was a cockiness in his voice and a daring glare that told Tav everything she needed to know. Astarion meant it and Tav instantly remembered her words to him: "I will learn to love you even if it pains me."

Tav shook her head of intrusive thoughts, "Okay, fine."

Maybe I should calm down a bit. I wouldn't want to come in between Astarion's business proposals.

But I still don't like her.

The first time Tav ever met Rosaline, she completely ignored her and swooped Astarion away with honeyed words. What if that happens again?

"Nothing says 'I love you' more than a jealous lover, scornful of anyone who bats an eye at me." Astarion grinned with a fangy smile. He loved seeing Tav get riled up over him. It made him feel wanted.

Tav went deadpanned with a grumble.

A total 'I will kill you' kind of face.

And all Astarion could do was relish in it, laughing and poking fun at Tav's obvious jealousy.

~

The sun dipped below the horizon, and Astarion and Tav made their way towards the Inn at dusk. Both dressed in formal attire, they stood out amongst the common folk.

Upon entering, they were greeted by a cacophony of noise and loud cheering crowds. And then the thick smell of ale hit them instantly.

Astarion's nose crinkled with disgust on his face, "This better be worth my time."

A man approached them, in a simple worker’s uniform. “Lord Ancunin, our esteemed guest has been waiting for you,” he said respectfully, gesturing for them to follow.

With a nod, Astarion and Tav fell into step behind him as he led them through the crowded common room toward a secluded area of the inn.

I don't care what Astarion says, the common area seemed waay more fun than where we were heading.

It was as if they had stepped into another world entirely. The atmosphere shifted dramatically - no rowdy people and loud laughter. Instead, they found themselves surrounded by snobs and people who exuded an air of wealth and power.

Tav gulped to herself.

I hate when people look at me all at once.

Obviously this space was reserved for those of high status, away from the commoners. Not that Tav wished to be here with snobby rich people.

They were soo stiff.

"Ah - Lord Ancunin, I'm happy you accepted my humble invitation," Rosaline called out to them and as they sat down across from her, she flashed a knowing smile.

Astarion, pulled out Tav's chair and she sat down wryly in Rosaline's presence.

"And you!" Rosaline lifted an eyebrow, scanning Tav up and down, "You must be Tav, Astarion's partner in crime, huh?" Her words ended off in a joking tone.

But Astarion pushed Tav's chair in and he flashed Rosaline his hand, showing off the new gold ring, "Her husband, actually." His face was completely unamused but not so much his tone. He loved to brag.

Astarion was more than happy to show off his new title.

Husband.

Deep down, Rosaline masked her shock with fake happiness as she clasped her hands together. But this didn't go unnoticed. Tav saw just how oddly Rosaline clutched onto her own hands so hard...The tips of her fingertips turned white, "Forgive me, I didn't know your title changed since the Waterdeep ball. How....exciting." Rosaline chuckled off the conversation.

Tav chimed in eyeing just how hard she was clutching her hands together, "Things change so quickly, I haven't even had the time to think of wedding plans."

"Is that so?" Rosaline blinked away her feelings and unclasped her hands, "You must! Weddings are quite the commitment."

She tilted her head with a smile, eyeing both Astarion and Tav. "I hope I'll be lucky to be on your invitation list."

Tav blushed at the thought but Astarion replied quickly, leaving no room for promise, "Perhaps...Although I would love for my wife to brag all night long about wedding ceremonies, I know I didn't come here for that."

"Straight to the point." She leaned back into her seat, reaching out to pick up the bottle of wine and pouring the alcohol into her glass. "I like it."

"You know a great deal about Cazador." Astarion leaned over the table, his expression unwavering.

Tav crossed her arms, chiming in after Astarion. "Start talking."

Rosaline took a sip of her wine, batting her eyelashes before gulping the drink. She took a moment and swirled the drink in hand, "Relax, the both of you. Have some wine and I will speak my peace."

Rosaline snapped at the waiter and they quickly scurried over, pouring their glass full of the red wine.

Tav rolled her eyes, "You're deflecting."

"Alright." With a cocky tone she began to lay everything out, "My name is Rosaline Bmuarr, I have a brother Ross; I'm sure you're already familiar with his company, Tav." Rosaline's eyes landed on Tav for a brief moment of silence.

Astarion narrowed his eyes and stared at Tav questionable before she continued to speak, "I've been aware of Cazador's true form for some time now. I, myself, was planning on ending him and the rest of his kin. All those poor souls." Rosaline paused and stared like daggers at Astarion, "But suddenly he dies along with his spawn...and do you know the most interesting part?"

On guard, Astarion listened carefully to her words, "Speak."

"That everyone is dead except one." Chin in palm Rosaline leaned over and sipped from her cup, "You wouldn't happen to take his spot, dear spawn?"

Astarion snorted with a cocky attitude, "Spawn - Hah."

Tav wasn't as amused as Astarion was, "Cazador is dead. What's the big deal with Astarion?"

A glow lingered in Tav's eyes, she needed to calm herself down before losing complete control of herself. She took in a deep breath.

Don't let your emotions get the best of you..

"To be honest, I'm livid. You stole my kill, my revenge, all my wasted time." Rosaline crossed her arms a lingering annoyance on her face, "For as annoyed as I am, I'm a woman of opportunity, not a savage like your brothers and sisters."

Astarion glared at Rosaline and the air became intense, "Oh please, do continue. It's getting better."

"We all want the same thing. Power, riches, and authority."

“My proposition for you still stands. I find myself in need of some quick cash, but I’m not one to beg or borrow. No, I prefer to make deals that benefit both parties involved.”

Astarion was curiously intrigued “And what kind of deal are you proposing?”

Rosaline smirked shyly, “Oh, nothing too scandalous, I assure you. I have quite a network of influential friends in high places, especially among politicians. Imagine the doors that could open for you if you had access to such power and connections.”

Tav raised an eyebrow, budging in, “And what do you want in return for this 'golden opportunity' ?”

Rosaline leaned in even closer, her voice dropping to a convincing whisper “I simply ask for a small token of appreciation in the form of gold. With your resources and my charm, we could be unstoppable together. Think about it - power, influence, success… all within your reach with just a little investment in me.”

He paused to consider her offer, captivated by her persuasive words “You certainly paint an enticing picture. How do I know I can trust you?”

Rosaline clinked her wine glass against Astarion's with a reassuring smile, “Darling, trust is the foundation of any successful partnership. And believe me when I say, I always deliver on my promises. You won’t regret taking this chance on me.”

A truth and a lie.

Yes, she needed cash. But at the cost of working hard to tare down Astarion piece by piece.

Rosaline's words lingered in the air, and astarion was drawn into her web of deceit and allure, tempted by the prospect of power and influence at his fingertips.

It would be so easy to have Rosaline do his dirty work behind the scenes. He would never think to ask Tav of such things with perverted and sketchy businessmen.

"I don't make promises, but ill give you a trial run. Don't disappoint me."

Rosaline smiled, but there was a subtle sultry in her voice, and if Tav didn't overlook it herself; it felt like a flirt. "I don't disappoint."

ROSS'S POV

Truthfully, I wasn't going to come. Me and Rosaline haven't been getting along lately, she's more irritable than usual and I couldn't stand being around her.

But I can't let her drown on her own, no matter how frustrated she gets me.

Plus, I'm worried for Tav. I haven't seen her in some days now.

I hope she's well.

Tav forcefully made her way towards the exit doors, completely disregarding Ross's presence. She pushed past him with an accidental shove, continuing her exit without so much as a glance in his direction.

"Tav?" Ross called out for her but she was already outside.

He weaved passed on comers into the Inn and hurried behind Tav outside. It had already gone dark and that's when his eyes finally landed on her.

She was pushing her locs behind her ears, pacing back and forth with deep breaths.

She seems like she's blowing off some steam.

"Something upsetting you?" Ross tilted his head, his eyes softening at hers.

Oh no, Tav wasn't in any kind of mood to smile and give greetings. Her blood boiled and she snapped at Ross with a quickness, harshly spitting out, "Your sister. I can't stand to watch her sit there and be all friendly with Astarion when she barely acknowledges me at all!"

She waved her hands around dramatically with each word, "I want to support Astarion and keep calm, but Gods she makes it soo hard!"

Ross glanced at her hands.

A new shiny addition to her fingers that wasn't there before.

A wedding ring.

Ross felt his stomach turn, a horrible taste in his mouth to the mocking band waving in his face.

He reached out and stopped Tav's hot-headed blabbering, catching her just at her wrist and pulling her hand close to his eye level.

"Excuse you!" Tav tried to pull away but his grip was taut.

He swallowed, an anger in his eyes, "Are you - engaged?"

Her eyes faded from anger to softness with a single nod, "Yes."

Ross let go quickly, a look of disappointment etched on his features. But what made him even more bothered is that Tav didn't even seem guilty about it.

How could you confide in me for His toxic behavior and then accept a marriage proposal?

And to think she'd want better for herself.

Sarcastically, "Thanks for saying congratulations. I can see it all in your face that you're soo happy for me." Tav sighed and rubbed the side of her temple.

Ross crinkled his eyes, shaking his head in shock, "Happy?! Am I the fucking crazy one or what? You can't expect me to just wipe a smile on my face after what happened the last time I saw you."

A slip of the tongue, a confession sighed off his lips, "I've been thinking about you."

Tav turned her head, maybe shocked, confused, curious? The way her eyebrows narrowed didn't seem too welcoming, however. "About? I'm just fine."

"Wasn’t 'just fine' the other day."

And just like that Ross changed the conversation, "Welcome to the annoyed club with Rosaline. She can be really tunnel visioned so get used to it if your fiancé is working with her."

Ross patted Tav's shoulder, the anger was still so visible on her face, "I'll go back with you, and I promise I'll try my best to keep her in line."

Tav pouted and shrugged his hand away, "I'll believe it when I see it."

With a roll of his eyes and a chuckle, he extended out his arm towards the doors, "You first."

She's so hot-headed. Dramatic.

What a disaster.

END POV

Ross and Tav walked back into the inn, the wooden door creaking softly as they entered. With her arms crossed, Tav followed Ross closely behind.

Astarion's eyes fell on Tav, he was starting to get worried about her absence.

His eyes soon followed Ross, the uncertainty in Astarion's eyes felt uncomfortable and threatening for this random man he'd only seen once.

Once at the Waterdeep ball and now again with his wife.

Tch.

And then if Astarion's guard couldn't get any worse -

The scent of Sage wafted past him when Ross took a sit next to Rosaline.

The same scent he had smelled on Tav that night she ran off from their fight.

Astarion flinched involuntarily at the smell as if assaulted by the aroma.

Astarion’s eyes narrowed, fixing a piercing glare on Ross, a clear malice brewing beneath the surface. Sensing the tension in the air, Tav stepped in smoothly, placing her hand over Astarion’s and offering a wry smile.

“Sorry I stepped out I just needed some fresh air,” she remarked casually.

Astarion’s expression softened slightly at Tav’s gesture, though his gaze remained wary as he acknowledged Ross with a curt nod.

“This is my brother, Ross.” Rosaline's tone held a hint of amusement, nudging at him under the table to introduce himself.

Ross gave a daring glare at his sister, "Hello, Ross Bmuarr and uhh - I'm just a simple man with simple pleasures."

"Simple pleasures, indeed." Astarion drank from the glass, his hand sneaking onto Tav's thigh.

He slid his hand onto her upper thigh with a squeeze; painting her face with wide eyes and red cheeks.

The atmosphere in the inn seemed to shift subtly as the group settled into their surroundings, each person silently sizing up the others in their own head.

Ross's eyes traveled to Tav's face, studying the nervous look in her eyes. Those same red cheeks he remembered that night. It made his stomach tingly slightly until Astarion locked eyes with him.

Ah, awkward.

Ross averted his eyes away.

"If you'll excuse me, I have to use the restroom." Rosaline stood up, patting down the curves of her beautiful dress, "Tav, why don't you come with? Let us freshen up." She circled around the table practically pulling Tav up her seat with a mischievous giggle, "Just us girls, hmm?"

With a hesitant glance Tav was sending so many help signals, but it was already too late, Tav was being pulled by Rosaline to follow.

Astarion gave a nod with an amused smile to his dear wife, he knew she didn't want to be dragged away.

And just like that…

The men were alone at the table.

Next part here (coming soon)

Any thoughts? Comment 👇🏼 I love to engage!

the boys are alonneee oh noooo. ASTARION IS CATCHING ON?! yikes. Lemme know your thoughts!

[helloiamadrawer]

Random WBC Crew NSFW Headcanons (+ Killer T)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

U-1146

service top/top energy- tell him what you want and hes all hands on deck

knows that he has a big d but he doesn't really brag about it (cough cough 2048)

doesn't really jack off too much, low sex drive unfortunately

but when y'all do have sex he does not disappoint.

number one rule of 1146: never underestimate a neutrophil's oral skills cause LORD- (and I speak for all the neutrophils here 🙌)

will have you crying from his tongue swirling around your entrance transitioning to flicking your clit: he has all kinds of tricks up his sleeve

tell him how good he makes you feel plz and thank you he will return the favor..

as for p in v...

he's a tease at the start, sliding the tip of his cock against your wet slit before he enters STAWP-

he's barely vocal but you can hear some grunts and his hot labored breathing

U-4989

it's always a ride when it comes to 4989

service top/leaning bottom

first time with him was interesting cause he let you take the lead

yes, he was vocal lemme tell ya lol, his voice becomes a little shaky whilst praising and moaning your name as you ride him, you can say he's enjoying it too much but you cant help but to find it hot

"o-oh god, yeah,-ngh! fu-uck you're so good~ don't-don't stop~"

PLEASE thread your fingers through his fluffy hair while he eats you out

overstim king, cums the most out of the crew, the messier the better, he will have you sore but begging for another high surprisingly

aftercare=cuddles and kisses

U-2626

switch like a switchblade

he loves to see your reactions during the act, from your puffy red cheeks while sucking his dick to your fucked out face when his dick hits a new angle inside of you, noises of pleasure loudly slurring out of you

sure you may not see his reaction alot but he will show that fangy smile or reply with some lewd comment

average dick energy (a little girthy) but he sure knows how to use it

sex being the only chance too sweep his bangs over to finally see what his eyes are like..but you would have to work real hard for that right in 2626's terms

a sucker for leaving bites on your neck/neck kisses

U-2048

Mans is down for anything from quickies to threesomes he's such a slut

eyefucking king ™️ (don't ask why look at his eyes)

sends you to poundtown lmaooo

very much into receiving head but he ain't gonna complain about giving you head as well (just ask in the most smuttiest way possible :) )

ofc the most cockiest of all neutrophils has to have the filthiest mouth for dirty talk in the bedroom

"such a good fucking whore for me, aren't ya baby? I hardly even touched you and you're literally soaked~" he whisper in your ear with that stupidly smooth voice he has, pressing himself against you..in public. "Babe we are in the artery right now..save it for when we get somewhere private."

slight knifeplay kink

fond of any position that involves eye contact ughhhhhhhhhhhh

Killer T Cell

the most aggressive top you've ever seen

In the sheets he is a bully, pulling your hair, smacking your ass, dominating you the second you two hit the mattress

is actually very gentle the first time then after the a few more time he starts showing his rough side

he let you top ONCE and he made you swear to never tell anyone, (he was a total brat during the whole thing but ended up secretly liking it in the end)

goes a little overboard with love marks sometimes drawing a little blood which once he saw it he was bowing his head a million times apologizing

no escape from the many holds/positions with those big muscles 😫

call him daddy? it's all over for you

"So..you think you can call me daddy and get away with it? Well I got some news for you doll, you're 'bout to witness what punishment is coming to you~" 😈

[aprillikesthings]

In honor of getting halfway through my re-watch of She-Ra, a collection of screenshots in which I, personally, thought "jfc did they mean for Catra to be this hot"

(in the distance I can hear @lapisbitch saying "YES")

Yes I realize there's...sort of a theme here lolol

this one is especially great bc as I point out in my rewatch post, this is. Literally. Through Adora's eyes.

okay this one is mostly the way she says the line, not the screenshot per se

for all that I think in a LOT of these the hotness was unintentional on the part of the people making the show, this one? THIS ONE??? Yeah that was 150% on purpose. Look at how she's POSED, c'mon; anyway I want to kiss the person who storyboarded this ep bc good LORD

I had to stop myself from posting every shot I took of that scene lol

other sets of screenshots I keep being tempted to make: every time Catra does the fangie (aka just has one fang poking out of her mouth), every time someone gets tied up/restrained, every time someone yanks Adora around by her ponytail (okay that one is ...all Catra I'm pretty sure?); but I think all of those will wait until I've finished my entire rewatch

I know what I like

[zhongrin]

coughs i mean you're not wrong mom 👀 (ngl i wouldn't mind cyno or lyney giving me playful noms from time to time since both of them have fangies too hehe)

smirky fangie dad hehehe >:3 ohh yk speaking of his dragon form, imagine his tail just coiling around your leg or waist so he can pull you in for a kiss or yk, as a show of protection

or like does he ever give you playful noms? :0

arle and xianyun are good mother figures! if anything they're more like aunts to me. but i think you and dad are too (i'm partial /aff) and tbh im happy i get to call you mom :> /gen

(i steal uncle haitham's headphones when he's not looking-)

eheheh anyway back to cats (they are all squishable). have you tried giving them catnip or yarn before? :0 if not then i'm likely to pick any of them up like they're noodles >:3

actually yes i would like a camera

(this is so late violet i'm sorry hsldfjksldf)

nibbles are a form of love i say!!!! normalize nibbling on your parter affectionately!!!!

sobbing i think about this all the time.... i mean chinese dragons are pretty much a long noodle beast??? he's either my little scarf or he could literally just. wrap himself around me. it's the cutest thing ever ueueue but yes in his half-dragon form when his tail is out, i think there are lots of tail shenanigans that ensues hehehe

affectionate nips // giver: zhongli (mating bites mating bites mating b-/smacked), wriothesley (whenever i tease him and call him a puppy) // receiver: al haitham (begrudgingly puts away his book when i bite him bc he knows it's a sign of me wanting attention)

fathering mother and mothering mother respectively hsdlfjksldj mom goals fr fr....

(al haitham to cyno and tighnari, exasperated: "control your cat." /silly)

omgggg i actually have not.... i heard catnip makes them all eepy??? or is it the opposite hahahah (cries in never owning a pet cat before)

ready, set- clickclickclickclickclickclick/smacked

[forlorn-crows]

Been listening to a lot of Chappell Roan all day, especially Naked In Manhattan, and now I am thinking about the ghoulettes first time having sex together after a show 😊💙

An inch away from more than just friends

Touch me, baby, put your lips on mine

Could go to hell but we'll probably be fine

I know you want it, baby, you can have it

Oh, I've never done it, naked in Manhattan

Their first show is a whirlwind; full of excitement, nerves, shared moments of reassurance. Truthfully, it goes better than either Cirrus or Cumulus could have imagined—they both hit all of their marks, got special recognition from Copia, and bowed to the loudest applause either of them had ever heard. The crowd rings in their ears long after the show is over, all the way up until they reach the door to their hotel room.

Cirrus pulls the key from her pocket, nearly dropping the card in shaking hands. She laughs as she fumbles it a bit, but eventually she slides it in, releasing the lock. Cirrus enters the small, dingy room and holds the door open for Cumulus, who follows behind with both of their overnight bags. Cumulus flashes her a fangy smile as she passes. It makes Cirrus’ heart hammer in her chest.

The shorter ghoulette drops their bags into a random corner, turning back to Cirrus with a smile on her face.

“That was the best night ever,” she says, bouncing on her heels.

Cirrus shuts the door and sags against it, trilling contently. “It was, wasn’t it?”

Cumulus walks closer to her. “And you did so well, Cir. That keytar solo was the best you’ve ever done it!”

Cirrus blushes and laughs. “Please, you were the star. Just like a songbird with those vocals.”

Cumulus covers her face with her hands, a twin rosy blush creeping across her cheekbones. “Stop it!”

“I mean it,” Cirrus pushes. She pulls Cumulus’ hands away from her face, gently cradling them in her own. “You did great, ‘Lus.”

Cumulus stares at their joined hands, going silent. Her eyes flick back up to Cirrus, who’s looking at her with complete admiration. The shorter ghoulette can’t help the gasp that escapes her lips, suddenly taken aback. Something softens in her expression as Cirrus’ eyes search her own, caught in their own little vortex.

“Cirrus?” Cumulus whispers, unconsciously leaning closer.

“Yeah?” She almost misses the way Cirrus’ eyes flicker lower on her face; a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it movement, but perceptible with how they linger suspiciously on her mouth. Her thumbs rub little circles into Cumulus’ palms. It’s dizzying how quickly it pulls her in.

“Can I . . .?” Cumulus lets the sentence trail off, the question hanging in the air between them.

Cirrus’ heartbeat hammers in her ears. “Please,” she breathes, lunging towards Cumulus before she even finishes the word.

Cumulus pulls her against her body, slotting their mouths together easily. “Fuck,” she gasps, roaming her hands over the taller ghoulette.

“Yeah,” Cirrus moans back, already backing her towards the bed. The mattress is hard and the sheets are scratchy against her skin when they land on it, but she doesn’t care. All that matters is Cumulus’ body finally beneath hers and Lucifer does it feel right.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted this?” Cirrus says between kisses. She wraps her hands in Cumulus’ long curly tresses, sighing as she moves to kiss along her jaw.

“Ages,” Cumulus answers for her, for herself. “Oh, ages, Cir.”

“Wanna worship this body, worship you,” she babbles, continuing her descent to her warm neck.

“Please,” Cumulus whines. She yanks Cirrus’ hand out of her hair, guiding it down to her crotch. Cirrus gasps as she rolls her hips into her hand, clothed cunt hot against her palm.

“Fuck, baby,” Cirrus groans, already sitting up to shuck her clothes. “Off, take ‘em off.”

Cumulus doesn’t think she’s ever gotten undressed faster, pulling Cirrus back on top of her as soon as the last of the fabric is yanked from her body.

“Gorgeous,” Cirrus mutters. “Absolutely beautiful.” She kisses every part of Cumulus’ skin delicately, like its something of reverence.

“Oh, your mouth, Cir. Your mouth, unholy—” Her words are cut off with a groan as Cirrus takes one of her nipples in her mouth, sucking and rolling it against her tongue. She palms the opposite breast, grinding lightly against Cumulus’ plush thigh. She’s hot and wet already against her skin. The shorter ghoulette grabs her ass with a moan, pushing her harder against her thigh.

Cirrus tosses her head back. “Yes, fuck yes.” The friction is divine against her clit, quick and dirty in all the best ways.

“Satanas, look at you, oh.” Cumulus guides her to grind harder against her thigh, just as Cirrus slips her fingers between her folds, rubbing over her clit. They moan in tandem, melting further into each other.

It’s messy and over far too quickly, but it’s perfect in ways that matter only to them.