#i love him so much - i think he'd enjoy the little things

[skzthelomlhehe]

Part two is heeerrrreeee~~~ hope y'all enjoy all this brainrot I'm having hahahahaha I lost my mind midway through writing this so idek what I wrote lololol hope it feeds y'alls delulu minds thooo~

MDNI // smutty. Very smutty. // Established relationships // x F!reader

How your boyfriend!skz will react to you waiting for them in a sexy lingerie when they come home after a long day at work. [Ot8] {Pt. 2: maknae line}

Han Jisung

When i tell you he'll MELT. Like I'm saying FOLDED, WHIMPERING, FUCKING TREMBLING like- believe me or not- THE MAN IS GONNA LOSE HIS MIND. Like just imagine. He had a tough day at work, comes home expecting to like cuddle and whine in your arms and he just walks in on you wearing a lingerie makes you look so so so fucking pretty. He'll stand there on the door way, jaw dropped, whimpering squealing whatever. He's gonna walk up to you and embrace you in the warmest fucking hug, nuzzle into your neck and let you rub his painful bulge over his clothes before letting all that scrumptious milk out along with all his worries after. When you both are done he'd just lay there cuddling you going "oh baby... I love you so much... Fuck why are you so damn beautiful?? You're making me lose my fucking mind here..." And just whine cuz he just can't resist you.

Felix

Ok so hear me out. When people look at Felix they're usually like 'oh he's just a submissive ball of sunshine' BUT HAVE YOU SEEN HOW MISCHIEVOUS THE MAN IS??? Don't let his cute and innocent, pretty little face fool you, chat. Cuz he's a very sly little kitten and he KNOWS it. I said what I said and I rest my case. When he sees you in that lingerie he's gonna walk up to you without a word, hold your face gently with those little hands, kiss you deeply and go "oh darling... You always know how to get my mind off of things... Didn't know you'd have this under your sleeve too~" in the deepest motherfckn voice ever. {I shit you not- while I was writing this I suddenly started hearing moans from the other room and realised my uncle was watching corn 💀 anyways back to Felix} like- the man is gonna RAVAGE you. He's gonna eat you out like you're the last meal he'll have. He'll let you know how stupidly attractive you looked in those garments with the minimum fabric. He's gonna let you know how fucking scrumptious you are and how much he loves the way you are.

Seungmin

For seungmin, you'd think he had no feelings or thoughts. He'd walk in, not even surprised by your antiques. He'd probably just walk over to you slowly and then grab you by the waist and whisper into your ear like, "you know I had a bad today... And the things you're doing right now is very very dangerous..." He's the typa guy who would quiet down COMPLETELY when he's upset so when he gets your permission he'd just pick you up, throw you on the bed and feel you like a puppy he is all night long. I feel like he's the type who would whimper and groan in your arms and make the bed CREAKIN iykwim 😉 and instead of doing the work, he would just lay there while you ride him cuz he loves it when you're taking the lead, caressing him, loving him and just... Making him feel like the most loved man ever.

Jeongin

Ok so- hear me out- let's put aside the 'saving myself for after marriage' thing for a second (while I do respect it, let's just put it aside for a tiny bit) I feel like when he gets home and the first thing he sees is you like that, on their bed, laying there welcoming him, he'd look at you with those foxy slender eyes of his with this sly smirk (if you know what I mean, you know. If you don't, that's sad and I'm so sorry you don't cuz HONEY you're missing out.) once he's done eye fucking you from the door frame he'd just walk up to you like the fox he is (ok but why do I like- imagine him making some tiny fox squeals too???) he'd just go over to you, get on top of you while placing soft wet kisses then whisper in your ear like "is this the surprise you were talking about when I said I was having a bad day earlier, hm? You're such a cutie, yknow that?" And then nibble at the lobe of your ear. People think that he doesn't enjoy physical contact given the way he is (which might be true lol) but I feel like with his lover he'd be just a snuggly fox and a very soft loaf of bread. (And then daddy toastie comes out Lolol)

Once again, these are all my assumptions so please don't take anything seriously it's all just brainrot I've been having. They're their own individuals and I completely respect them and dearly love and cherish them.

That aside, I hope you guys enjoyed!

[hannieehaee]

Hello,how are you,hope everything is going well in your life ☺️

May I ask please for SVT reaction if their SO is serious and always wears poker face person but she has soft spot only for him🙏🏻

And may I add God bless all tumblr writers, thanks to you guys I’m learning English language 🫶🏻

their cold s/o having a soft spot for them

content: established relationship implied, fluff, etc.

wc: 633

a/n: i hope things are going well for you too! sorry this took so long. i hope you like it!!

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seungcheol -

good. it's exactly as it should be. he's a little possessive, so this just works perfectly for him! everyone who knows you knows about your soft spot for him and he thrives in it.

jeonghan -

jokes and teases you about being obsessed with him as soon as he notices how differently you act around him in comparison to everyone else. would constantly use this as leverage to get you to do or say things. can't really blame you, though. so many people have a soft spot for him.

joshua -

he thinks its the cutest thing. sometimes he cant help but laugh when he sees you light up at his presence. your soft spot for him is such a serotonin boost for him. like damn you must really like him!

jun -

he gets a little flustered when he realizes you have a soft spot specifically for him and no one else. is he that fun to be around? is he that much of a light in your life? won't ever actually question it, but rather just grow to enjoy it.

soonyoung -

he probably doesnt even realize you tend to have a poker face or be perceived as cold for other people. he mostly pays attention to how you treat him and is too distracted by your existence to realize he's the only person you ever smile around.

wonwoo -

he thinks its adorable. loves how you could look like you're having the worst time of your life up until you spot him, lighting up immediately. he knows you're not actually miserable unless he's there, but he still finds it cute that there's such a contrast in your attitude between when he's with you and when he's not.

jihoon -

you guys are twins!! he gets told a lot that he seems cold, that some people are put off by his closed-off exterior sometimes. when he met you, he'd completely understand how most people felt around him. except he'd soon realize that you'd made an exception for him, being the sweetest person alive to him in specific. he'd just have to return the favor.

seokmin -

he kind of loves it. it just means he gets to try and make you crack a smile or a laugh while in public. he knows you have a soft spot for him, but he'd want to show it off to everyone else, show them that you're whipped for him as he is for you.

mingyu -

he also tries to get you to smile more often in public. he makes it his own personal mission to make sure how pretty your smile is since most of the time you have a poker face. but at the same time, he also enjoys keeping you to himself sometimes.

minghao -

he's known to appear more serious than he actually is, so he relates. you'd have a very specific dynamic where you both have a soft spot for the other while keeping a safe distance from most other people. he'd really enjoy this.

seungkwan -

you'd kind of remind him of vernon lol. he'd find it cute, same as he does with vernon. he's such a bright person, always smiling and making others smile, making him the exact opposite of you. you'd balance each other out pretty well.

vernon -

you're both misinterpreted for being cold sometimes, even though its just a case of having a poker face. it'd be a funny sight to see for everyone else, how you'd both instantly light up any time you were together.

chan -

it makes him feel special. it's like there's a whole side of you only he gets to have and it's a huge privilege he doesn't take for granted. sometimes he'll even go out of his way to ensure you're extra smiley and happy when you're with him.

[blueberri-blu]

Hi hi! Can I request Rise Donnie seeing his s/o wearing a "I <3 nerds" shirt?

Hiii!! Of course! I love it when y'all send requests! At first, I was thinking of making headcanons... But then my mind came up with a much funnier idea, so I present to you this Oneshot (⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠)

I <3 Nerds ✯

[Rise]Donnie x gn!reader

Slightly Suggestive

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April gifted you the shirt as a gag gift, a white shirt with black writing that said "I <3 Nerds"

It had been sitting in the back of your closet, waiting for a good use for it. You were always teasing him, whether it was moving some of his things only a couple centimeters, or sitting in his lap while he's working.

You randomly remembered the shirt while getting dressed and thought, why not?, you didn't think you'd actually get a reaction from him.

So, you wore the t shirt and some comfy pants and went down to the lair.

You said hi to Mikey and Leo who were in the living room, and waved to Raph who was training, and made a beeline to the lab

When you opened the door and walked in, you noticed Donnie was standing and working on his jetpack. You walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder

He turned to you, giving you his full attention, "Oh, hello dearest, I don't remember you notifying me of your visit?" "Sorry Don, it's just my schedule cleared up, so I thought I'd come see you!" Your happy grin made him relax a bit. "Well in that case, allow me to finish up here, and I will accompany you to the kitchen for some pizza" "aaaaaalrighty don" he quirked an eyebrow at your elongated word, a clear sign you were up to something

While he was working, he kept shooting you suspicious glances, almost as if to tell you to fess up what it was you were up to

But you stayed quiet, albeit, grinning like the Cheshire cat, but quiet. Once he finished, Donnie walked over to you, and gave you a hug, allowing his head to fall onto your shoulder.

"Doooooniiiieeeee" oh no he thought, what did you do... "Yes, my love" "Did you see my shirt?" He looked at you curiously, then looking down, reading it, taking a second to process it, and saying "Oh, *amused chuckle* well now, so you love Nerds, hm?" "It's what the shirt says" "hmph well, it's completely inaccurate"

You had seen Donnie jealous a couple times, he'd normally end up with his hand on your waist, and him telling you about all the amazing things he's done, but this was a feeling you couldn't quite place

Donnie grabbed your waist, hoisted you up onto his desk, standing between your legs. He reached over you, your face all too close to his plastron, grabbing a black permanent marker. He proceeded to scratch out the "Nerds" part of your shirt while saying "I am not a nerd, I am a genius, there is quite the difference dearest"

After scratching out "nerd" he wrote "My Genius, Donnie" on it , only in purple marker instead. And since he already had you here, he might as well take advantage.

You were blushing, definitely not thinking he'd react this way. Donnie closed the distance between you two. He kissed you until your lips were red and puffy, then started to trail kisses down your neck. Once he reached the base of your neck, he stopped, and he whispered "Do you want to be mine?" you were putty in his hands, too lost in how much affection he was giving you, you just nodded. He proceeded to leave little bite marks on your shoulder, and then licking and kissing them better.

Once your shoulder was covered in Donnie's bites, he pulled away, satisfied with his work. "I suggest we hurry if you still want pizza, surely Leo will have no issue finishing a box by himself, My Love" you were still a bit hazed from his onslaught, but followed anyway.

You will be getting more of these shirts for him to "correct"

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I loved this idea! Maybe I went a little overboard, but... I regret nothing. I really hope you enjoyed it! I love y'all <3

[mochiwonz]

― YOU'RE JUST A STRANGER s.jaeyun

PAIRING. fem!reader x nonidol bf!jake CONTENT. angst , jake is kind-of a jerk (╥﹏╥) , breakup , cursing WORD COUNT. 1,281 NOTE. omg i've wanted to write an angsty fic for awhile so this is me finally doing it :3 the plot is kinda ass so i apologize T v T pls remember this is all just fiction !! hope you enjoy ♡

You were convinced that Jake was the best boyfriend anyone could ever have. He was insanely good-looking, dressed well, loved his family and friends, and had a loving personality. Jake always made time for you and never went a day without checking up on you. He even told you that he would marry you one day and that you guys would have three kids and one dog. Frankly, he was really just perfect.

Well, until he wasn't.

When you first met Jake, you guys were sophomores in highschool. You guys had met in your science class and ended up becoming close friends. After growing closer to him, you realized you had some pretty strong feelings for him. And surely enough, he felt the same way about you, too.

So in Junior year, he confessed to you and of course you said yes. How could you not? Throughout the next year, you felt as if life couldn't be any better. Your first love also loved you, and he was also possibly the most charming man on earth!

However, things quickly changed.

Fast forward a year and a half later, you guys graduated and quickly moved in together. But Jake was no longer the same. He was no longer the sweet boy that showed his love and affection for you. Instead, he was closed off. He never started conversations with you, you always had to be the one to start it. Jake was just becoming more distant.

Why? Why was your own boyfriend distancing himself from you? Did you do something wrong?

It was now 7:40 pm and Jake had still not answered your texts. Jake always answered, or well- he used to always answer.

baby i'm omw to the grocery store and i'll make us some dinner tonight <3

jake i just saw a dog that looks so much like layla lol

jake?? i haven't heard from you since you left this morning, r u okay?

i'm not trying to bother u jake but i'm rly worried pls atleast txt me back :(

You didn't know what to think. Was he ignoring you on purpose? Did you accidentally make a mistake? Was he falling out of love with you? Was he cheating on you?

No way, he couldn't. Yes he had been distant, but no, Jake would never. You wish he could just give you an explanation, at least.

You were just about to call him until you heard footsteps entering the apartment.

Jake's finally home.

You walk over to Jake and worryingly bombard him with questions while hugging him.

"baby...how're you? where were you today? did your phone die-"

He cuts you off.

"quit being so fucking nosey y/n." he says, sounding pissed off.

What? Did you just hear that right? And why did he sound and look so mad?

"jake...what? I was just worried..." you tell him, your voice laced with a bit of shock.

"i'm a grown ass man, i can take care of myself." he responds, not looking at you while pushing you away from his chest.

He quickly walks over to the fridge and grabs himself a cup of coffee- coffee that you made for him, hoping maybe he'd thank you or acknowledge you.

Not to your surprise, he just grabs it and walks to the sofa. Not one glance, not one "thank you". Nothing.

"hey jake, did i do something wrong? if so i'm sorr-"

And again, he cuts you off.

"can you just shut up please, you didn't do anything wrong." he tells you, and you're not convinced. How could you be?

"okay well then why have you been such an ass towards me? please just give me a fucking explanation" you say while sitting beside him on the sofa.

You notice how he moves away from you, and you can't help but feel a little frustrated.

"maybe it's because i'm sick of you always bothering me y/n."

Bothering him? You've only ever tried to care for him. Fuck, you can feel your eyes getting watery.

The room feels cold, even though the heater is on. There is no longer that warmth- the comforting warmth that you oh so loved. Things had really changed, and you really fucking hated it.

"bothering you? jake i'm your girlfriend, all i'm trying to do is love and care for you. i-"

"okay then just stop. stop loving and caring for me." he says in a louder tone of voice.

Now you're really frustrated. What the fuck is happening with Jake?

"what the fuck is wrong with you? jake, what the fuck?"

"nothing is fucking wrong with me y/n. maybe i'm just tired of your ass. maybe i'm just not in love with you anymore."

Did he just- oh. So you were right. He really doesn't love you anymore.

"jake you could've just told me you didn't love me anymore. you could've just told me so i didn't have to be put through this shit, and so that you could've just left." you tell him, your eyes filled with tears.

"i couldn't tell you because i know you would fucking cry like a crybaby."

You felt your heart break into two. The man you loved, your once sweet boyfriend, was now treating you like you were nothing to him.

And in Jake's eyes, you really were nothing to him anymore.

"jake what the fuck i-" you try to speak but you're choked up. And fuck, you feel the first tear fall and next thing you know- you're sobbing.

"see, look- you're crying. i knew you'd fucking cry. and shit, you're an ugly crier too. i can't keep up with your shit anymore y/n, i'm tired. you always treat me like i'm a baby, making me food and shit. just stop. i'm leaving and this is over. we're over. bye y/n" he says while getting up from the couch.

You feel numb. Your first love just stabbed you, right in the heart.

Before you could say anything back, he'd already grabbed his bag and jacket and was on his way to the front door. And this time, you knew he wasn't going to come back.

You quickly get up and run to the front door, stopping him in his tracks.

"jake can you atleast look at me please-" you tell him and he listens and looks at you. However, his stare is emotionless.

"please jake can i hug you one last time?...please" you ask, voice shaky from your sobbing.

"sure whatever" he responds in an annoyed tone of voice.

You slowly bring yourself closer to him and rest your head in his chest and wrap your arms around him. But you didn't feel that same warmth. You didn't feel any sort of love or comfort that you hoped you would.

He just stood there. He didn't wrap his arms around your waist and kiss the top of your head like he used to. Of course he wouldn't. You just missed the old jake.

"okay y/n that's enough. i'll get going" he tells you while unwrapping your arms.

You can't find any words to say to him, you really can't. You just stand there, looking and feeling like a complete mess.

"bye" jake says as he walks out the door.

You don't say "bye" back to him, because you can't.

You're just standing there, frozen, numb. You just watch him as he leaves. You watch him leave the apartment as your boyfriend, for the last time ever.

And then, the door closes. He wasn't your boyfriend anymore and you weren't his girlfriend anymore. And no you wouldn't be calling him your ex boyfriend or your first love.

If anything, you would call him a complete and total stranger.

part 2 is here and my other works are here ! pls reblog if you enjoyed :))

[pleasestayawayidonotlikeyou]

Hi!

I have a request for FellSwap Gold bros, UnderSwap bros, and Underfell Bros x SUPER shy reader!!

Reader having really bad social anxiety, has a hard time speaking up and is just super quiet, and just generally nervous all the time due to past trauma.

How do you think the skeletons would act towards an S/O being so shy??

Featuring: Sky, Honey, Red, Edge, Wine and Coffee.

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Sky

You remind him of his brother a bit.. not completely since you two have a lot of differences yet it's probably the shy personality.

He has no problem with you being shy! He just wished you'd talk more when you two go out.. oh wait yeah you're socially anxious.

Sky does his best to keep you relaxed, he hates seeing people he loves nervous or anxious, he just hopes the methods he uses with his brother work with you too..

If you ever want to talk about your traumas with him, he'll feel honored, people only do this kind of thing when they trust each other, and to know you trust him enough to talk about traumatic things that have affected you in the past.. it makes him feel like he's one of the most important persons to you.

Please tell him if anything is bothering you, he doesn't want to see you uncomfortable nor panicked.

Honey

"Welcome to the club sweetheart.."

Honey also has a hard type speaking up, more with strangers than with people he's friends with, and his anxiety doesn't help much.

So, why not help each other out?

He's not the best, yet he's always there to listen to you if you'd like, and he'd be very happy if you'd hear him too.

At the end of the day, the books he writes are a distraction- an escape from reality he found to both make money and to do something he enjoys, so maybe you can find something to distract you too?

Your shyness doesn't bother him, if anything it's something he knows is a part of you, and he's always by your side when he can.

Red

Oh well, guess you two aren't really leaving the house..

Red doesn't really like leaving his house, so if he isn't working he's most definitely chilling on the couch.

He's not the best at giving advice, damn, the last time he gave someone advice that person tried to poison him, yet he'll be happy to listen to you if you're ever comfortable enough to do it.

Your shyness and quietness doesn't bother him in the least, it feels kinda good to just.. rant to you about work while cuddling y'know?

"Ya may not even realize, yet cha' make me the happiest skeleton in all earth sweetheart."

Edge

He's the literal opposite of you.

Edge has a talk with you, asking if you would like to have some therapy sessions, and if you agree he's already paying for it.

Tries to convince you to leave the house when he's not working and the weather is good, he doesn't force you but he'd be happy when you successfully socialize with someone, even just a little bit.

Stands up for you, no matter the situation. He's pretty famous because of his cooking you know? Who's gonna turn him down huh? One word and a security guard will take that person away.

He isn't someone to give advice about trauma, if anything he'd much rather hear you trauma-dump, that way he can find the best way to try and help.

Wine

His brother's just like you. He already knows what to do.

Won't force you to leave the house if you don't want to, yet he'll "reward" you with small things when you do, buying ice cream, plushies you want, books or video games if you like them.. you get the deal.

Something he noticed was wherever you go, his brother follows, guess Coffee finally found someone like him huh?

If someone even dares to be slightly rude towards you, Wine makes sure that person won't ever bother you again.

Anything you tell him, he'll give advice, no matter what it is.

Coffee

He's EXACTLY like you.

Coffee has a really bad social anxiety and has a hard time feeling comfortable to talk, so he mostly communicates by notes!

May influence you to do the same as him...

Doesn't bother him that you're quiet, quite the opposite actually, after hearing Rus and Cash ramble for HOURS on the swap papyruses reunion, he couldn't beg more for some silent cuddles with his loved one.

If you ever want to talk about your traumas with him, he's going to listen, even if he doesn't give the best advice.

[lumineary-arts]

Can you explain more about the Thuzi relationship in your murder drone swap au please? I am in LOVE with your AU and while i am a Nuzi shipper for life, i am interested how Thad and Uzi relationship is like with them being in V and N’s role respectively.

This is gonna be a DOOOOZY so sit back and enjoy the essay!

Back in the mansion, Thad and Uzi 100% had mutual crushes on each other. Uzi was the tomboyish maid who didn't always love doing her duties and she ESPECIALLY didn't like being bossed around, but there were a few things making it worth it. For one, there was her bond with Nori, there was the fact she needed to look after Doll, and then there was Thad.

In the mansion he was always super friendly and chill. Very outgoing despite their situation. Even though Lizzy gave her shit a lot of the time just for being.. her, Thad was extremely kind to Uzi. He'd lightly flirt with her a lot, they bonded over her interests, and it was obvious to both of them that they had a good thing going.

When their memories got wiped and they got turned into Disassembly Drones, his personality seemed to do a 180. All of a sudden, though he was still outgoing and flirty, he was also violent, smug and acted, for a lack of a better term, like a douche. She still liked him though, she felt like she could kinda see beyond that. I mean.. sure they spent less time together, given how he spends a lot more time ripping the entrails out of whatever poor worker drone he set his eyes on... but he was still Thad. They had a.. thing going on... she thinks. She can't remember. But, she still liked him.

But when she met N, this sweet and nerdy worker drone who actually got along with her really well and seemed to always have his heart in the right place, she really started to tolerate Thad's "bully" behavior towards him a lot less. N wasn't really throwing punches back in Thad's way so that made it hard to watch. She was usually the mediator between them and being way more hot-headed than N was, she often got into arguments with Thad every time it happened. By Episode 3, she realized she wasn't crushing on him like she was before.

Even with that though, she still cared about him so much. When he sacrifices himself in Episode 6 she's beside herself. Overall, Thad's still extremely important to her and she does love him, just not in the same way she did before. They're very very close to this day.

On Thad's end of things, his personality change after their transformation was more of a facade than anything. He took on a violent, macho persona because it made him feel safer and more in control of himself, even though he still had the traumatizing memories of the mansion. He remembered Uzi and their mutual crushes, his feelings for her hadn't went away. But for whatever reason, he found it was easier to push those emotions away because they just reminded him of the mansion and what Doll did. And THAT, he couldn't handle.

He prioritized killing worker drones because in some ways, it was fun and he was at the top of the food chain. If he did that, he'd survive, so would Uzi and Lizzy, and he could get a sadistic kick out of ripping his prey apart. Something that he used to cope. This was his life now, he might as well enjoy it.

But then there came N, convincing Uzi to make peace with the worker drones and somehow Thad ended up.. "allying" with them in a way. N was scrawny and an easy target and so obviously had a thing for Uzi, it was lowkey annoying. Thad played along with their truce, but he still took the opportunities to mess with and pick on N since he felt a weird bit of antagonistic hostility toward the little guy.

I think Thad could sense Uzi's feelings for him fade over time, with every moment he stayed uncooperative and antagonistic, and it lowkey saddened him. But he couldn't really change how he was acting. It was his way of coping and if it meant losing Uzi overtime, then.. so be it.

But luckily for him, she never seemed to wanna drop him completely. She still cared about him and he still cared about her. His romantic feelings for her faded over time, especially after she and N started dating for real. Besides, he's alive, they're still friends, he has another friend in J.. he can finally kinda start living a normal life.

So they're good. He and Uzi are alive, and they're good. <3

chat its 2am does any of this make sense to you

[thatsthewrongwallcraig]

Chamaemelum Nobile

Summary: The admiration of the whole Holy Roman Empire be damned if Caracalla couldn’t gain his brother's attention he so desperately craved.

Pairing: Caracalla x Geta

Word Count: ~ 2.4k

Content Warnings: The Finest Smut In The Roman Empire 18!+, Incest :), Syphilis :), Jealousy, Emotional Constipation, Angst…Lots Of It!, Drinking, Oral, Petplay-ish

A/N: If antis try and harass me into stopping I actually just double down on the nasty 🤝🏻

Tagging: @blueberrypancakesworld @queer-crusader @crimsonkingart @somepallings

I'm unclean, a libertine

And every time you vent your spleen

I seem to lose the power of speech

You′re slipping slowly from my reach

You grow me like an evergreen

You′ve never seen the lonely me at all

- Without You, I’m Nothing By Placebo

Saturnalia - the final lavish and pompous feast before the cold winds of a swiftly approaching winter would carry a sense of quiet with them. The entire city was bursting at its very seams with the hedonistic ecstasy of the holy Roman trinity: gambling, drinking and fucking. All of it highly endorsed by the twin emperors Publius Septimius Geta and Marcus Aurelius Severus Antoninus Augustus, more commonly known as Caracalla.

The latter one, however, wasn't really in much of a festive spirit…

“What is it with the long face, brother?”, Geta came walking up to Caracalla, the rhythm of his steps a joyful sway; hips swinging in somewhat inebriated glee, “Don't you enjoy the feast?”

Right as he stopped in his tracks, elbows leaning against the solid stone railing of the balcony, Caracalla turned his pale face to his brother, the expression washing over his features clearly none of pleasure and happiness.

“You don't even like me anymore.” The verbal outburst was sudden and harsh, unbridled anger oozing from between reddish flushed lips underneath smeared and smudged white paint.

“Now why would you say that?” Geta raised his heavy golden chalice to free it from the last little puddle of wine whilst he exchanged glances with Caracalla.

“You talk to them all the time, never me.”, The juvenile accusations rolled over Caracalla's tongue rapidly, “You don't come to me anymore, you don't play with me anymore, you don't even celebrate with me. It's all them, them them.”

Them meaning everybody but him, the senators, the concubines - hells, the goddamn dogs even.

“I've been busy.”, Geta's reply was a calculated attempt at calming his brother, this wasn't the first childish tantrum and it surely wouldn't be the last, “You know that as well as I do, brother.”

Geta splayed his palm on his brother's toga-clad shoulder, trying to soothe the bubbling anger whilst not directly touching him; as of late he just couldn't get himself to do it anymore, the hammering disgust too heavy in his guts and thoughts plagued by what he had seen in the baths.

However, he was well aware that it had blatantly slipped how he'd been avoiding his brother. Every day, Geta fought with the guilt of slowly stepping away from his brother, yet, he couldn’t help or stop himself from doing so.

“Do you not love me anymore?” I do, I promise I do but you disgust me - the words prodded at the very tip of Geta's tongue but remained unspoken, in no world could he do that to his dearly beloved.

“Don't say such things. Don't even dare think them.” Everything within pulled at him to cave and welcome Caracalla into a much overdue embrace but he couldn’t do it, he wasn't drunk enough for his mind to be able to banish the memories of ulcers and flushed rashes all across his brother's body.

He wished to be able to somehow help him but there was no help for this demonic disease slowly eating away at the only person he truly cared for and for what it mattered, in this moment, the thrashing guilt constricting Geta's chest swallowed him whole, tore him down into the abyss of failing his brother like that. He had to do something - anything about it.

“Can you do me a favour?”, Caracalla's attention was on Geta immediately, “Find me when it's quiet, will you?”

A feeble gleam of curious excitement flickered behind Caracalla's eyes as he agreed with a swift nod.

Geta exhaled, crisis averted long enough for him to numb himself down with obscene amounts of alcohol to be ready to do what needed to be done to appease his brother.

The emperor slumped down onto his throne in a movement devoid of any decorum, the weight of exhaustion and alcohol pulling at him simultaneously. It wouldn’t be long until the sun would start to rise again but for now the celebrations had slowed down as the entire city eventually capitulated to a heavily intoxicated stupor.

Geta's moment of shallow peace wasn't granted long - his brother followed suit almost as if he could sniff him out just about anywhere in the palace.

A little less influenced Caracalla slipped past the doorway, ever the little weasel to sneak amongst the shadows, unseen when he wanted to.

“Brother!” He quipped, the excitement in his voice echoing from dimly illuminated stone walls right at Geta who cradled his heavy head in the curve of his palm.

“Quiet!” Geta shushed, not in true admonishment but to tease, the wine easily loosening his tongue.

His twin broke into a giggle, eyes bloodshot and glazed over with a watery sheen and Geta couldn’t quite tell if his brother had been crying or if it was the wine working his face like that whilst he watched Caracalla stop right before the few flat steps leading to the twin thrones overlooking the Empire.

A dull pang of pain shot through Geta's chest seeing how his brother practically beamed and vibrated right in front of him. However, the emotion got swallowed deliciously quick by the numbness graced upon him by the crude amounts of tasty red flowing through his bloodstream.

“Can I come and play?” Caracalla asked, voice lowered but heavy with need regardless.

“You may.” The two words hadn't even left Geta's lips properly as his brother dropped to his knees with a devilish grin adorning his whitened features, ready to crawl up the steps on all fours.

The picture playing out before him on the stairs tugged at Geta's lips just as well, a smirk growing with each step Caracalla climbed until he'd nearly reached him, until - Geta raised his foot, the thin sole of his sandals firmly against his brother's shoulder to halt his movements.

“You jealous thing.” It slipped right past his lips, thick like molasses and with nothing but adoration in his voice.

If Geta was honest with himself he had to admit that he loved his brother being riddled with burning jealousy at the slightest turn of heads that wasn’t directed towards him. He thrived on it unlike anything else because he never, not one single day, had to doubt his brother's undying love and loyalty.

They needed each other the way fire needs oxygen to burn and without just withered away, pathetically flickering in a dance of death until the flame died out.

“Rabid little mutt.” The snide comment was angled with perfect precision and cut right through the cowering Caracalla, imminently triggered arousal fighting against infested flesh as he throbbed underneath his red and gold embroidered toga.

“Just for you.” Caracalla wrapped his fingers around Geta's ankle, shifting his feet from collarbone over his shoulder, the worn leather of his nearly knee-high sandals gliding along right next to his face as he set forth, working himself up the stairs until he kneeled between Geta’s legs, paint-smeared cheek pressed against the inside of his thigh; the faint scents of gentle chamomile and fiery cinnamon wafting off his brother’s robe.

As of late, this little play had turned a bit one-sided but Caracalla didn't mind for as long as he could still touch and feel Geta beneath his fingers and against his lips. He could take care of himself later and for now, he was happy enough to be allowed to paw and nip at his brother, coaxing little noises out of him as he grazed his teeth along the receptive skin of his thigh, teasing but never biting. His mouth inching ever further, bouts of accumulated body heat warm against his face as soft fabric bunched against his forehead and tousled his ginger hair.

He knew Geta wouldn’t try to stand up and get away just now, however, Caracalla still wrapped his entire arm around his twin’s upper thigh, smooth skin over taught and thick muscle against his chest as he pulled Geta closer, dragging him to slip deeper into the curve of the throne until Caracalla’s nose dipped right into tufts of coppery, curly pubes. Above, Geta groaned out, his voice coarse with the pleasure he finally allowed to break free whilst there was no one else around, no prying eyes and no malevolent mouths to feed the ever-hungry mills of gossip. Not that both of them genuinely cared; in doubt, heads would roll until the rumours on the streets had died down to hushed whispers behind shielding palms again.

Geta let his head loll back, the golden sickle of intricately welded laurel leaves gliding off the crown of his head and reaching the marble floor with a metallic clink, yet, neither of them bothered; Geta already too far gone in the throes of intimacy he’d denied himself for far too long whilst his brother wouldn’t dare to inch away just the slightest, lips grazing over unharmed skin as he inhaled deeply through his nose.

He was getting dizzier with every next nip and kiss he pressed to his brother's pale complexion, his lips following the dip of his groin until the full pulsing girth of Geta’s cock leaned against the side of his face, the soft and swollen tip dripping precum onto Caracalla’s cheek.

Both of them enjoyed an entire harem full of concubines and prostitutes, men and women, alike, multiple times a day if either demanded so and yet no amount of offered body parts could replace the wretched bond the twins shared with one another; once nourished in the same womb they now stilled their never ceasing hunger on each other.

“Please.”, Geta fought not to flinch and quiver as Caracalla ran his tongue along the undersides of his aching cock, the prodding tip of it teasing along the prominently protruding vein until his mouth just hovered above, not yet sinking down, thick ropes of pinkish, wine-tinted saliva slopping onto it, “Please, brother!”

Geta felt his eyes awash with a thin veil of tears, the wetness pooling at his lower lashline and pricking at his tear ducts harshly. He fought to keep it in, to swallow his shallow pride and simply not care, to much rather grab his brother by the scruff of his delicate neck and shove his hot mouth down onto his aching cock.

Geta the emperor - Geta the coward, not even able to get over himself, inebriated to a point like Bacchus would approve of. Too cowardly and too afraid to contract whatever had befallen his brother. Too spineless to go down the same dark path and follow Caracalla the way he'd sworn to him countless times.

The choked back breath hitched in the back of his throat before it burst free from his mouth as Caracalla acknowledged his brother’s quiet begging and lowered his head agonizingly slow, letting Geta’s heavy cock slide past his open lips and over his tongue until it nearly made him gag, the sensation of sensitive muscles contracting sent a wash of goosebumps all across Geta’s lower abdomen. It eventually coaxed him enough for his hand to shoot down and let his fingers take a fistful of Caracalla’s vibrant hair, pulling and shoving at his face with force but not violent enough to tear at his scalp or hurt him.

Caracalla let out a slightly gargled groan of pleasure, his eyes fluttering shut as his brother took the lead, guiding his head up and down his length in swift movements. He liked being of use. Even more so as of late as the people around him had started staying away; servants, the senate but most of all his brother and even though Caracalla was a man of almost child-like emotional outbursts at times - he sure wasn’t stupid. He knew from the way they looked at him, stared him down whenever he entered the room, that he had become nothing more to them than the ulcers spreading across his body. Whatever malady this was that had beset him, they were more afraid of it than his notoriously unsteady hand on the reigns of this empire and it compromised him, to say the least. Reduced him enough for him to whine and pout for his brother's attention, something that once used to come flowing in rivers all by itself.

Caracalla dug his nails into the supple flesh of Geta’s thigh, hard enough to leave red dents, as his twin increased the pace whilst rhythmically rutting his lap against hollowed cheeks; lewd and wet squelching sounds filling the night air as Geta fucked his face with an increasing sense of reckless abandon. He felt him getting closer with each heavy thrust, Geta’s cock twitching against the back of his throat until he shoved Caracalla’s head further down until his chin pressed against spasming balls. He inhaled sharply through flaring nostrils as thick, white ribbons of cum pooled down his throat. Caracalla had no other choice than to swallow all of it, feeling the sticky warmth gushing into his stomach before his brother freed him from the tight clasp and he pulled back.

With a head full of dishevelled hair, Caracalla looked up, chest heaving and falling in deep breaths, meeting his brother's gaze that oozed a sense of uneasy bewilderment. Something had shifted between the two men, something of great substance, and Caracalla didn’t dare to even utter the question, for he knew he couldn’t handle the answer.

[safetycar-restart]

okay but imagine ollie bearman in the d/s au? i feel like he’d be such a sweet sub with kind of a playful side?

especially during his debut in jeddah, i feel like he’d be kinda nervous and need you by his side all the time

it’s great to have u back btw we clearly missed u <3

I'm so excited to start writing about Ollie!!! Especially in the D/S AU I think that's a great idea!! I'm gonna write a couple of my ideas for him in the AU here and we can go from there :))

So my first thought here was that he'd probably be assigned first to the Ferrari team dominant? Since his main role for this season is to be the Ferrari reserve even though he has had to fill in for Haas before.

There are two ways this can go and I think both are really interesting and worth discussing. First, you could be the Ferrari team dominant and they sort of just shove Ollie at you when he has to stand in for Carlos. The poor thing is so nervous!! He's very good at putting on a facade for the cameras but he's shaking like a leaf inside. Maybe Charles actually encourages him to seek you out? He knows he'd never be able to drive without your support and so he encourages Ollie to go to you during the weekend he has to drive for them.

And well, after that you can't ever resist Ollie's puppy dog eyes and whenever he's in the Ferrari garage you find yourself with two subs to care for. You don't even mention this to anyone at Ferrari for fear they may reprimand Ollie for taking time away from the team dominant when he is not in the driver role.

The second idea is that you're the Haas team dominant. I like the idea that Ollie didnt enjoy his time with the Ferrari team dominant for this concept? Ollie was just so nervous and the team dominant all but ignored him or just went through the motions and seemed entirely bored with him.

He expects similar treatment when he stands in at Haas, but then instead he finds that you're so attentive and you carve out so much time for him? He just takes to you like a fish to water and soon you've got this absolutely adorable cheeky little sub who loves being at your side. He gets nervous easily, but once he's comfortable with you he very much enjoys being an absolute menace.

Needless to say, even after the Haas drivers are back, he still comes to you all the time.

[spotaus]

Late Night quick thing (New Age Sillies)

Bad news: That joke post about including Reset + Orchid is definitely not canon. (I legit got sad thinking about Reset being in a universe where Orchid isn't- because their stories are so so intertwined- but Nightmare 100% would NOT risk the whole twins exploding Error's soul thing.)

Good news: This means I COULD include Kane (Reset's older brother who usually dies in timelines where Reset is born) and use it to develope his character a bit more! Also! Perhaps a Blue × Dream kiddo is finally in the stars for me to design?

[gen-is-gone]

hrgh every time I think I've come close to forgiving lance fucking parkin I skim the gallifrey chronicles. and then I remember the Horrors.

[koicrimes]

so, it's been a headcanon of mine for a while now that nish is actually a really good artist. like, he wouldn't consider himself an 'artist' and he generally downplays any reactions he gets to his art. it's just like.. a thing he's done since he was able to manuever a marker in sunflower- drawin on the walls and pissin off kazama hahaha. but like, yeah, growing up it was just so casual, he never really thought much about it. he'd draw anything from kiryu, yumi, yuko and kazama to outfits he saw in display windows when he was out and about. he used to just throw away his sketchbooks and notepads when he filled them up until the others (sin kazama) got onto him, trying to make him see the value in his art. around the time he joined the yakuza, he slowed down a bit. really only drawing as a 'party trick' on a little napkin in bars and shit like that.

anyway, i say all that to say, in my ss stuff, it takes place in the "present" whatever that means to the thing i'm writing at the time. and obviously that means it's a 'nishiki lives' au, right? i often point out in that stuff that he has alot of nightmares from that period of his life. so, with the right motivation, i think he picks up drawing again as a form of therapy. he wouldn't see a shrink if you held a gun to his head but, this? it's actually something that works for him and helps him quite literally paint a picture of the things happening in his mind.

[bloodbathfortwo]

What does everyone think of Nigel Forbes-Colbie ever getting pregnant? It doesn't matter how you interpret it: Omegaverse, males can get pregnant Au, Trans! Nigel. Just tell me your guys' headcanons of Nigel's pregnancy: The changes, the hardships, the softness, and the vulnerabilities.

[caterpillarinacave]

rip Will Herondale you would have loved Candy Crush

[piningpebbles]

What do you think cjacks favorite food is? I know a lot of people headcannon him as not needing to eat but I’d like to think once he starts healing, he finds comfort in food :)

i'm both completely on board with the him-not-needing-to-eat-after-revival headcanon and also completely in love with your idea of him finding comfort in food.,,, oh that just means so much to me actually. there's a lot that can be said about death, but in life, i think enjoying food is one of the greatest pleasures you can have.

i think he starts off wholly with niki's baked goods (symbolic of her healing as well) to prepare himself to truly live again. and then works his way up to soups and stews and chicken (like they used to cook in l'manburg).

i'm not sure about an absolute favorite but i think one of his favorites would be jam or jelly. something with fruits he can pick with his hands and smear onto breads -- either gifted from niki or baked himself. i feel like him kneading the dough and feeling the juice from the fruit dripping down his chin would make him feel closer to it, more connected, more grounded in where he is and just more glad to be alive.

[happyhyenaminis]

i was So Close to completing all the unpainted space marines in the house for my caretaker. woke up to this monster the other day 😅

[jacksintention]

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