#i try to stay sfw here but LMAO yall

[sushisocks]

how do you feel about this image of ur bestie sean

i need him like that in my bed ‼‼‼

nah but fr mans is meowing for help. arthur go save that boy 😤

[daisys-gard3n]

Ik this is my second ask now but like 😶👉👈 Im maybe uhh a liddle in love with Leone Abbacchio rn... 😳 You got any hcs of basically any flavour about this dude? Ik that's super vague but I wuv Goth Pissman lmao -@gunkyengines /@gunkierengines

I only bring the best flavors to the table

also ur first ask will take a lil while oops- 

Leone Abbacchio Headcanons (sfw+nsfw)

sfw

Most people think theres no way abba could get a lover bc he's an edgy bitch

but here you guys are

Even though he's rough and pretty stoic, he's pretty soft when it comes to you

Its like the sorta soft but still trying to look serious sort of situation

He's big on physical pda when its just the two of you

When yall are in public, he holds your hand or keeps a hand on you for comforting purpose

Mornings are so domestic with him

if he gets up in time + if he’s home

he’s big spooning you and he’s practically trying to bury himself into your body bc he wants comfort

when he finally wakes up, he has that husky morning voice as he greets you whatever time of day it is before kissing you

if its a day off, he’s gonna wrap around you and not let go bc he wants the comfort of not almost dying multiple times today

Major tsundere, he’ll buy something for you a claim that he got it on sale or for free and to not think much of it

If you compliment him, he gets flustered and tells you quietly and hesitantly to shut up

but he wants you to keep it up tho

Spider killer in the relationship

Aggressively insistent that you’re not ugly when you call yourself ugly/fat/whatever and tells you to shut up because there’s nothing wrong with you or that you’re blind

Dates involve: candlelight dinners with aged wine, night walks at the beach, and cuddling with cups of tea by a fire and wearing sweaters

Initially hesitant to get in a relationship with you because he has attachment issues that are currently unresolved, but you two develop a strong enough bond and trust to where he feels comfortable around you.

Sometimes, you come home to Leone drunk with Moody Blues replaying a scene with his old partner while he cries and drinks wine

he was initially ashamed that you caught him, but you held him and told him that it was okay that he was feeling sad and that you would always be there to listen to him

you comforted a crying man that night and got a lot of lipstick on your shirt

You have to force care for Abba when he’s obviously stressed out, you push him to change out of his clothes and have a cuddle session or cook him a meal or give him a massage

he’ll complain, but he’ll melt into you without a problem.

He’s kinda awkward at comforting when you’re having a manic moment, but he’ll stay by your side quietly as a way to let you know that he’s there for you.

he’ll try to pat your back or say something, but he just cusses himself out when he makes it worse

Your fights half of the time end up with you leaving, him drinking, and eventually the two of you coming together crying and drunk collectively while slurring out apologies until you two fall asleep on the couch.

If you have a humanoid stand, it and moody blues will come out when there’s nothing going on and act lovey-dovey

he’s embarrassed when it first happens when the gang’s around bc moody blues is showing how he truly feels about you and vice versa

eventually, when you two are the only stand users in the room, you two will bring them out so that they can act lovey-dovey and you two can feel the butterflies in your stomachs.

this happens quite often

Likes to listen to music with you, either from cds, cassettes, or vinyl records he likes the moment

Wants a peaceful life with you in the end. Living in a small house somewhere in a small city without trouble following the two of you.

Calls you ‘Tesoro’ for terms of endearment.

nsfw

Domdomdomdom

bc he’s a bitch and won’t bottom, like he’s gonna fight till the very end if you’re trying to get him to bottom

The other half of the times where the two of you get into fights, it’s usually solved with rough hate-fucking

He’s a rough man when it comes to that; you’ll have bruises and dark hickies e v e r y w h e r e, your ass bright red, bite marks if he’s really pissed off, a lot of shit will end up on the floor bc he pushed them off the surface of whatever to fuck you, and have a great time trying to walk properly for the next couple of days.

When he isn’t trying to break your back: He’s pretty gentle, like he won’t leave bruising marks and stuff. But he will do shit like choking or tying your arms and legs to the bed.

Don’t worry, he’s still human so he’ll make sure you’re doing okay and will immediately stop if you say an established safeword

Into light exhibitionism, like you underneath his desk sucking him off but the door is unlocked and anyone could come in at any moment. Light stuff really gets him off, especially if you do it while he’s talking to Bruno or another gang member. 

Brat tamer extraordinaire

if you’re a little shit, he’ll give you punishments of a lifetime

like, tie you up, stick a toy in you at some level, and leave you there for a while as you squirm and orgasm multiple times

another form of punishment is making you go into public with a toy or something in you, controlling the levels while you try not to moan in public - really into that and he has to hide his hard on bc ya’ll are in public

then he’ll pull you aside to an empty alley and do a quickie if he really needs to let go

 If you’re afab, he’s realllly into squirting

will purposefully overstimulate you until you’re squirting all over the place

such as rapid stimulation to your clit or fucking you while using a toy on you at the same time

this usually happens in the shower bc he doesn’t wanna clean it up or put a towel down.

As for amab, he’s actually into facials

More you getting a facial, but he’s also into getting splashed with cum 

and he will milk you dry

Don’t both dressing up for Abba, it’s gonna end up in pieces on the floor.

6.5″, more on the skinnier side, circumsized, fairly groomed.

Sometimes, he gets moody blues to replay as him from one of your other sexy times and you can get spit roasted by two leones.

Aside from grunts and cussing, pretty quiet.

Three-round man.

Gets quiet and sleepy afterwards, so he’ll do the bare minimum of cleaning you up, have water nearby, and just cuddle you until the two of you fall asleep.

Likes cuddle fucking if there’s nothing else to do.

Dirty talker, that’s for fucking sure

“You like that? You like it when my cock is teasing you like that, Tesoro?”

“C’mon, you can take more than that. I know how much of a whore you really are.”

“Y’know what brats get when they’re bad? They don’t get to cum. So you’re not gonna cum until I say you can. Take this fucking toy and fuck yourself with it, but if you cum I’m gonna make things worse.”

“Aw, did you cum already? I’m not through with you yet. I better see you cum two more times, hear me you fucking slut? I wanna see you milk my fucking cock.”

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight. I wanna fucking cum inside you so bad, fill you up like the slut you are.”

“Tell me what you want me to do to you, Tesoro...Touch what?...Touch your cock/pussy? How? Tell me what to do~”

[rubyneo]

♡ Cherry/Sage

♡ White

♡ 20

♡ They/Them (TME)

♡ Bisexual

♡ Mainly RWBY

♡ Untagged queue

♡ Art

♡ Edits

♡ Writing

Heyyy I'm Cherry! i have rwby brainrot and love blake and ruby <3 so much

usual DNI criteria applies and i use the block button liberally <3

uhhh <16 atf, 25> atf

pansexuals dni

proshippers/anti antis/what the fuck ever are not allowed here i hope yall choke <3

pansexuality/omnisexuality/polysexuality and bisexuality are the same thing. dont agree? hate me? leave. hit the block on your way out

bi lesbians (or mspec lesbians or whatever the fuck 🙄) dont exist. if you are attracted to men and women you are bisexual!

if you interact with transjnpr or any of their friends pls dont interact with me i do not care anymore

other stuff:

uhhh nsfw is tagged as #not sfw OR #explicit depending on what is being depicted

i will always tag triggers if you ask and i try to tag common ones. i just tag as the name so if you need a specific tag, lmk!

i mainly reblog rwby but i also talk about mdzs, tsomd, animanga, etc. everything fandom is usually tagged but sometimes i just toss it in the queue which is completely untagged

sometimes i talk ab spn. im very critical of the show and its racism, sexism, homophobia, and transphobia. i am an unironic enjoyer of it tho and im doing a full series liveblog. please blacklist "cherry spnposting" if you don't want to see that 😔😔

okay here's a fuller list of my current (sometimes cringe) interests:

nbc hannibal

supernatural

rwby

mdzs

dc comics (specifically batman bc i have an unhealthy attachment to jason todd 🙄🙄)

sometimes i make edits and recently that has included amvs. i found free editing software for mobile with no logo so now i'm unstoppable!

i tag the q slur as q slur or q word and i do not care if you dont like that <3

uhhh i fucking hate clo//ver ebi and fa/ir/game so dont talk to me about them

i dont ship bb or wr or nnd, i hate snow/bird, and i will be a major cunt about this. i will not post content for any of these things ESP not bb or wr. i dont care for them. this is a ladybug zone!!!!

i love enemies to lovers ships and like actual for real enemies to lovers not that weak shit of 'they sort of irritate me' i mean ACTUALLY enemies. different sides. hating the object of their affection and themselves for not really hating them because they Love them. this includes snowfall and tyrianqrow sorry lmao <3

NEO AND ROMAN HAVE A CANON 10 YEAR AGE GAP, BITCHES. NO GLTOS ALLOWED

mutuals feel free to add me on discord! cherry <3#0320

spice//creams yall can stay but like idk. dont try to talk to me ab it shsnsnsnnd

all of my ruby/neo content made prior to November 11th 2021 was made with the headcanon that neo was similar in age to team rwby/emerald and mercury. my fic the girls who fell through the world was started at the same time that headcanon was still a valid one and as such the neo in that fic will remain 19-20!

in REDemption skate park au posts the characters are all adults! ruby is 22, emerald and mercury are 25, and neo is 27.

[naptis-lucis-caelum]

HAPPY 420 (Noctis x Reader)

welllll it’s officially 420 and I’m stoned so might as well right? based on this photo of Noct, Iggy, and Prompto getting high as fuck floating around, posted by his-shining-tears, and the source says Twitter but the link just goes to the homepage. if anybody knows the original source, kindly send it to my inbox please! idk why it got fluffy in the end, but yall know me i’m a thirsty Noctis hoe and will do just about anything to write about him lmao. AANNNNDDD ENJOY 

p.s. I know they’re in a tent in the photo but wtv

Rating: SFW

Pairing(s): Noctis Lucis Caelum/Reader

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warning(s): Drugs, swearing

Plot Summary: The guys invite you to celebrate the mystical stoner holiday of 4/20 with a little help from Gladio’s not-so-secret stash.

Words: 2,143

As soon as you finished your last lecture for the day, your phone began to vibrate violently in your pocket.

New Message from CHOCOBO BUTT HEAD:

WRU????

“Oh, for the love of–” you hurriedly scrolled down in order to hide that extremely compromising photo of the Crown Prince and his Crownsguard. 

You lowered the brightness of your screen and scrolled back up again, pinching the screen and zooming on their faces. The only thing that gave Prompto’s current state of mind away was the redness in his eyes; Iggy was clearly stoned, with his eyes almost invisible; while Noct’s cheeky grin-and-thumbs-up combination made your heart flutter a little bit. Leaving the classroom, you replied,

omfg whose stash are u smoking?

CHOCOBO BUTT HEAD: irrelevant question

You knew for a fact that Ignis had grabbed Prompto’s phone to send that reply himself. 

CHOCOBO BUTT HEAD: u didnt answer the question

i just finished class

CHOCOBO BUTT HEAD: k cool were at the apartment

The sender’s disregard for mentioning whose apartment they were in specifically only meant that the person currently holding Prompto’s phone was none other than the owner of the apartment himself, Noctis.

...is that an invitation or

CHOCOBO BUTT HEAD: obvs

CHOCOBO BUTT HEAD: hurry

CHOCOBO BUTT HEAD: AND BRING FOOD

With two paper bags filled with chips, candy, and Ebony, you stepped off the elevator and entered the hallway. You could already smell the dank from there, hearing laughter faintly echoing the corridor. The noise gradually got louder as made your way to the apartment, confirming that they were indeed the laughter of your friends.

After a bit of struggling, you finally managed to ring the doorbell. Obvious shuffling from the other side of the door moved closer to you until a blondie opened the door.

“She’s here!” Prompto yelled out. He looked back at you and noticed the bags you were carrying, taking them off your hands and adding, “And she bought the food, guys!”

You closed the door behind you and followed Prompto into the living room. On the floor sat the other two who appeared in the photo; they were missing an additional person. You stared at each of their obviously stoned faces one by one, adding two and two together until it hit you.

“So,” you grinned, joining their circle and taking the space between Noctis and Ignis. “Does Gladio know you’re smoking his weed?”

Noct chuckled lazily, “Nope, but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

Ignis passed you a freshly rolled joint and a lighter. “Spark it?” he offered with a sluggish smile.

“Why thank you, Iggy.”

You took the joint and placed the filter between your lips, leaning forward as Ignis sparked the lighter. You took a puff, then another, and one more until the burn looked even from your end. A deep exhale with a cloud of smoke escaped your lips, adding to the already low visibility of the room. Psychedelic rock music softly blasted from Noct’s speakers on the table as you passed it over to Prompto who was busy digging in.

He grabbed the joint and took a sip of water. “You guys know what,” he inhaled sharply. “I love eating.”

Prompto took another puff, holding it in for a couple seconds before releasing completely. He passed it to Iggy who just opened a can of Ebony. Careful, he took a quick sip from his fountain of youth and followed it with a deep inhale of his perfect roll.

“And I love Ebony.”

The Prince happily accepted Iggy’s joint offer, moving forward to grab it before leaning back on the couch. He stretched out his right leg and fixed his left knee up. 

Giggling, he took his first drag of the new joint. “And I love–” He turned to you for a second then quickly looked away, shaking his head. “Lucis!” he quickly finished, exhaling the smoke.

“You always get nationalistic when you’re high,” you pointed out, erupting in laughter with Prompto and Iggy. 

Noct joined in and ran a hand through his midnight hair, “It’s because I think the past Kings of Lucis try to speak to me when I’m stoned!”

The roaring got louder with his comment and the joint started another cycle. You took it from Noct and passed it on to Prompto who kept it between his thumb and index fingers. 

“Do you guys think the past Kings see us right now?” he asked.

“If they did,” Noct said. “I just wanna say sorry to my great-great-great-grandfather’s grandfather,” he finished off.

Next thing you knew, Noct was already handing the joint to you. Has it been that long already? Or did I space out? Wow, this is some pretty good shit.

Your eyes began to droop, but from the corner of your eye, you could see the Prince watching you take a hit. Unsure of whether it was the weed or just you, you started to become more conscious of your actions as you handed the half-joint over to the marksman. Prompto let it hang on the corner of his lips for a few moments, fixing the snacks you had bought on the table in the middle of your circle.

“... I’m fairly certain His Majesty’s done his fair share of rule breaking,” Ignis chimed in, snapping you back into reality.

Okay, you were transcending your current realm. 

You shook your head to look at the three men chatting away. You must’ve been quiet for a while now, considering the fact that you weren’t entirely sure what they were on about.

“King Regis toking? Fuck me, that’d make for one hell of a cover!” Noct exclaimed as he entered a fit of laughter. 

Slowly, Iggy exhaled once more and a cloud of smoke appeared above your heads. He tapped Noct’s arm and showed him the remaining of the joint, prompting him to calm down a little bit so he could take his hit.

“Your old man? A stoner?” Prompto reiterated with his thumb under his chin. “I could so picture it, dude!”

“And as it turns out, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree,” Ignis teased.

“Get off my dick, Iggy,” Noct joked in response, making all of you laugh this time. “And stop trying to sneak vegetables in my food all the damn time. If you like them so much, just eat it yourself!” He puffed out and stretched his arm out to you. “You should roach this,” he suggested with a faint smile quirking up his lips. 

“Nah, go ahead,” you offered back. “You’re already holding it.”

“But you just got here!” he retorted, moving his arm up and down to add emphasis to the burning joint. “Those in favor, say I.”

“I!” Prompto and Iggy voted together, raising their right hands in support.

You shrugged, “If you insist.”

You roached what was left of the roll, then killed it on the ashtray on the table. The moment you leaned back on the couch, you felt a tap on your arm and saw Noctis doing the exact same thing he was doing just now.

“Wait, what the fuck?” you said out loud, looking over at the filter of the last joint on the ashtray, then back at the joint Noctis was holding. “Didn’t I just kill one?”

“Dude, that was ages ago,” Prompto answered you as his right hand dove inside a bag of chips.

“No way,” you replied in disbelief. 

On your left, Noct refrained himself from chuckling, in turn making Iggy chuckle too. The two of them looked at each other and, unable to control themselves, burst into a mixture of heavy wheezing and loud ha-has.

Your eyes switched from studying Noct and Iggy’s face, bouncing back and forth as you watched them either slap their thigh or clap their hands. The Prince favored the thigh slap more, while the Royal Advisor preferred to clap his leathered hands.

“Ah, you’re so fucking cute when you’re stoned,” Noct blurted out, turning his head to face your blush-mantled cheeks. 

You rolled your eyes in a response but you could feel the heat on your face rising. Mockingly, you grabbed the not-so-new joint from his fingers and inhaled. “I swear,” you held your breath. “I just roached the other one.”

“If you did, we wouldn’t be having this conversation, now would we?” Prompto fired back as he pulled his hand out to take the joint. 

You paused, “But we were having a totally different conversation before this.”

“Indeed,” Iggy nodded. “Prompto and I best be going.”

“Huh?” you responded. “I just got here, Iggy! Come on, stay a while longer?”

“Just got here?” a voice from below you asked.

You looked down and found Noct’s head resting on your lap, his glassy blue eyes looking straight into yours. Once you began to feel the physicality of your body, you found your right hand unconsciously combing through his hair. When did he lie down?

“Yeah, didn’t we just...?” You pointed over at the overflowing ashtray on the table, spotting the countless filters resting on top of each other. The food was completely devoured, and you realized you actually felt pretty full.

“Holy shit, how stoned are you?” Prompto taunted. “It’s almost midnight and I’m fuckin’ sleepy.”

��Again, you guys don’t have to go,” Noct said. “Just sleep here!”

Iggy and Prompto looked at each other, rolling their eyes at that comment he just made. You stared as the two of them conversed with their eyes, obviously making sure you wouldn’t get the hint. 

“Nah, I’d rather sleep on my own bed,” Prompto declined.

“I share the same sentiments,” Iggy nodded, moving his hand up to adjust his glasses. “By the way, Noct, I’m in no mood to drive so I’ll be leaving the Regalia in your hands.”

“Ha,” Noctis scoffed. “I’m a great driver!”

“I meant to say, ‘don’t fuck it up.’” Ignis bit back. “Goodnight, you two.”

"Later!” Prompto called out.

This left you and Noctis’ head on your thighs all alone. You awkwardly continued to play with the softness of his hair, pretending like this was a normal occurrence in your friendship. He attempted to do the same, lightly grazing the thumb on his right hand over your left knee. 

Finally, he cleared his throat and broke the silence. “I don’t... I don’t think you’re in the condition to drive,” he stated.

“I-I–”

Was he seriously asking you to sleep there?

“I think I’ll be fine,” you nodded.

“Please, I insist!” he maintained. “If anything terrible happened to you...” 

Noct’s voice trailed off but he kept his eyes locked on yours.

You took a deep breath, “Alright. Alright, yeah, sure.”

Okay, he gets it, you’re staying the night. Calm down.

“Cool!” he squeaked, getting up and patting the dust from his cargo pants away. “I’ll... I’ll get the couch ready. You can take my bed,” he generously presented.

“Noct,” you titled your head. “Please, I’ll take the couch. I don’t wanna displace you in your home.”

He scratched the back of his head and aired out a laugh, “It’s no big deal, really!”

Your heart began to beat faster as the seconds passed. Finally, you plucked up the courage and proposed,

“I don’t mind sharing the bed.”

His sea blue eyes grew wide for a moment before he quickly bobbed his head up and down in extreme concurrence. You entered the bedroom behind him, and even though you’ve been in there countless times before, being along with Noctis was pushing your mind into overdrive, your heart into arrest, and your primal want into a need. 

As you settled into bed with him, all cleaned up and still quite blazed, you snuggled up to his side and patted his arm in an upward motion. He looked down at you and grinned, lifting his arm up and allowing you to place your head on his shoulder. Tilting your body sideways, you closed your eyes and rested your hand on his chest. 

It was a relief to know that his heart was beating just as fast as yours.

“Happy 420,” he said randomly, causing you both to giggle.

“Happy 420, Noct.”

He planted what seemed like a long, overdue kiss on your forehead. Maybe the next time you smoke together, the two of you will finally be vocal about how you feel for each other.