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the-official-account · 2 years ago

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I've had the autistic vellum head cannon for like...an hour. Here's some thoughts/fic ideas

No real spoilers!! For friends in the early'sodes

At some point, Vellum gets overstimulated (the hands-on-your-ears kind, I imagine the irritable kinda is ...normal. because the world is loud as shit) and Spar is really helpful cause he assumes Vellum is getting a migraine on and takes him somewhere quieter and dark & it's really sweet :)

Iris and Vellum being ND buds has already kinda come up in my fic (post-edits) but I'm saying it again. Two techs who together know 90% of the random facts that exist in the world. Iris coming into Vellum's office like "sit down. I NEED to tell you about the lastest theories on Ignacio" and Vellum's into magic so ofc he's so down. They're FRIENDS your honor! Or they become friends!

Vellum gets bored/understimulated and plays with destiny until she goes and just takes a nap. And spar is like "you tuckered her out, huh?" And Vellums like "I am a persistence predator, she is an ambush predatory. Of course I did" and spar's just kinda like ??????

Spar having that moment a lot in general. The "I have no fucking clue what you're talking about but I love you"

Vellum really liking the texture of Spar's turquoise tie and fiddling with it whenever Spar let's him because Sorel was right it IS soft

Just. All of the deep pressure therapy hugs. Get that Marvelous Attorney Woo shit in here because that one scene made me CRY it was so good & so cute

Vellum trying to be a Good Partner™ further into his and Spar's relationship and making all kinds of plans until Spar (professional investigator) is like "not that I mind? But why do you do exactly one gesture per week?" And Vellums like "ah—" (Spar tries to show him he can be spontaneous and it partially works and helps vellum chill but also sometimes a bitch likes to plan and that's ok!!)

Vellum has memorized The Rules™

Spar fixating on something (am I making this ADHD/autism? Idk. You decide, whatever.) To like an unhealthy degree. I case or whatever. And come like 4pm Vellum's like "you haven't had lunch. We're going to have lunch. I'm going to keep bothering you until you have lunch" cause Spar usually eats three meals a day and often physically exerts himself, and he NEEDS to stay nourished. Those are The Rules™

Vellum usually asking Grey about The Rules™ when he's not certain about them but he's trying to figure out when and how to introduce spar as his partner (romo edition) and he can't ask Grey and so he's just like ughhhhhhhhh

I just wanna see Spar's reaction if Vellum every walks him through Morality Math™ outloud and like the end result it good but some of the justifications in the middle sounds mildly-to-incredibly fucked up. like, Vellum has made up his mind about the trolley problem in MANY variations

STIMMY VELLUM. CAUSE ITS CUTE AS SHIT. Maybe a stim where he twirls his cane when he's sitting. And the classic hand flaps because those are always wonderful.

This plays into a fic idea I have but Vellum being cautious around the folks in Clovenheart because he knows he's a normie and The Rules™ say he should be extra courteous and he tries not to overstep. But when He becomes spar's Partner (romo) Brunhilde keeps trying to treat him like a son and Vellum keeps accidentally being too polite until she's just like "Look kid, when you walk in would you mind giving me a hug? Do you not like hugs?" And he's like "no I like hugs I'll do that" and they have a sit down to hash out The Rules (Son in Law edition)™

Vellum being really confused/upset as to why someone reacted a certain way and unsure about how to navigate it and Anya using her ability to walk him through it

Anya using her ability to understand Vellum when he can't communicate as well too!

Anya and Vellum bonding over law because those!!!! Those are a lot of rules? And spar is in the corner outwardly like "oh my godddd" and inwardly like "my friends are having fun together and I am hanging out watching them talk this is nice :)"

Vellum being a picky eater but in a sensory seeking way. He grew up on super bougie food and has a hard time eating bland stuff

Spar being all blank-faced Intimidating while Vellum's using him to stim (tapping on him, playing with his hand, etc.)

Spar having a moment when something bad that happens gets to him so much he just breaks down and Vellum steps in in to make sure they're safe and Spar has a place to decompress and all that. And the next day Vellum start's to feel guilty for being OK in the face of what happened and Spar talks him through that <3<3 ah, homosexuality

Bonus that DOES have spoilers for maybe episode 20? 22? Idk:

Vellum doing research on how to be a good big brother and Spar sitting down with him to talk about his experience as a sibling and just just hold Vellum as he talks about how scared he is of fucking it up, wahhhhhhh

#eventually im gonna lose the energy & time to post quite so much #but then i wilk have this backlog to go back to and enjoy again!#posting for my mutuals who are catching up and my headmates who wont remember this later :)))#building a comfy little nest with posts as my sticks. arguing about them like thise two eagles #edil chats #three of hearts #three of hearts pod #agent kaolin vellum #agent meriam felspar

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rose-tinted-kalopsia · 2 months ago

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╰┈➤ ❝ xavier x afab!reader | smut nsfw 18+ mdni | kinktober '24 day 31

tags : pwp (without plot), porn with feelings (kind of), cum play, creampie, cum eating, really really MESSY sex (like seriously. im WARNING you), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, slight marking, possessiveness (the needy kind), handjob, slight oral (f), praise, dirty talk, use of pet name "angel". this is generally soft but its uhhh… QUITE filthy whoopsie…, lmk if i missed any tags!

wc : 1.8k

an : HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 🥰 i know i haven't been keeping to the masterlist entirely, but i did 100% want to be sure to finish this one req before xavier's birth month ends (and then save the others for my november backlog) 🤍 since the first two fics i wrote for him this month focused on his past selves, i figured it would be apt to end the month with this hehe 🥰🥰 enjooyy~

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KINKTOBER MASTERLIST / KO-FI JAR / COMMISSIONS

A night under the stars does nothing but solidify his love for you.

It was like stardust.

Speckles of light gathered around his figure, illuminated in such a glow that wouldn't dare allow you to look away. If a few moments ago he'd brought you out for a walk under the stars, that view of the sky was nothing compared to the view in front of you now.

His hair clung to his forehead, beads of sweat visible on his skin. The pace he took was nearly relentless—exertion was clear on his features, yet he was beautiful, nonetheless. You felt your breath catch in your throat when he leaned down. Within seconds, your body was littered with kisses, and marks, and everything possible to convey that you were his.

Like a little bunny marking his territory, you thought to yourself with a smile.

And you didn't mind, truly.

You didn't mind that he'd barely kept his hands off of you the moment you'd gotten back to his apartment, practically dragging you with him across the living room, stumbling throught he bedroom door. His hands were all over you—clothes discarded quickly in a trail, and he was desperate. For your touch, your kisses, your—anything. Everything.

It hadn't taken long for you to be pinned against the bed, his hips rolling sinfully against yours—

And he was beautiful.

You didn't mind at all.

"One more, angel… Can you take another one?"

His breath was ragged. There was a low tone to his voice when he spoke, and it brought a zing of pleasure up your body.

So polite.

Despite the way his tip plunged into your walls with wet, sloppy noises… Despite the way you could feel that sting of sensitivity, and despite the sticky mess that had leaked out of you from previous rounds.

If you looked down, you could see a milky white ring coating the length of his cock. The wet sheen was clearly visible as he disappeared again, and again, and again, and again, right into your cunt—it made you dizzy. The sheets of his bed had been absolutely ruined.

He'd filled you up so much, and he hadn't wanted to stop since he'd started—

Yet he was so polite.

And how could you dare to complain when he felt so good?

Lips parting with shallow breaths, you reached out to cradle his face.

Soft, gentle touches.

Soft, gentle… just like the way he looked at you.

You watched his hazy eyes lock with yours, and it was shocking. Even through all that lust, all that want, all that desire—his gaze held so much love for you, never absent in the way he looked at you, never failing to convey… you.

You, you, you.

"Mine."

A whisper croaked into a moan.

"Mine… mine…"

Every thrust drove your hips deeper into his mattress, punctuated by a quiet whisper of the same words.

A chant, almost.

And he nuzzled against your palm, puffs of breath spreading into your hand as he kissed your skin—almost urging you to allow him to take your fingers past his lips.

His.

You watched him do it.

With bated breath, your eyes latched onto the way his tongue ran over your digits, slowly but surely taking them into his mouth. He closed his eyes when he sucked, fucking you to the very same rhythm that his tongue enjoyed the taste of your skin.

His.

"More…" It was your turn to speak, this time.

Wonder laced with your voice as he smiled, pulling away from your fingers.

It was easy, how he directed your gaze downwards, trailing a hand over your skin and pressing over your stomach.

A groan fell from your lips, and he sighed.

"More? When you're so full of me..."

He pulled out so you could see him pulsing, the redness of his tip causing you to clench around physically nothing. It made your heart jump—but that wasn't just it. Your eyes trailed back up to meet his, and the mischief in them had you swallowing thickly.

Watch, came a silent command, giving your thigh a little squeeze.

And you felt it.

Your eyes widened as you watched him cum all over your entrance, the warm liquid pooling over your mound. He fell forward with a moan, pumping his hand, hips bucking forward to brush himself against your sex but never quite doing more than that—

It didn't stay that way for long.

He pushed it right back in with a lewd squelch, barely giving you space to react, and it was enough to pull another orgasm out of you, body arching off the bed with ecstasy.

He didn't stop.

He hadn't stopped, not since all of this had even began.

He'd gather as much of his cum as he could just to stuff it back in; "Mine," he whispered, another quiet chant with every shallow thrust that he could muster, words barely heard over the wet sounds that continued to resound in your head.

He nestled himself back deeply into your sensitive walls before he kissed you.

Lazy thrusts continued to his cum inside you, and he was so—so lost in the pleasure, so much that you could feel it. And the mere thought that he could do that—drown in how much you made him feel—it sent a shiver of pleasure down your spine.

He was being so dirty.

And yet, despite that, the way that he kissed you felt so tender.

Chants of "mine" turned to "i love you".

I love you because you're mine; you're mine because I love you.

You are mine to love.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, feeling him deep, his hips still moving languidly against you. "I love you more," you half-joked, a soft laugh falling from your lips.

He shook his head. "I love you most."

He would leave no room for argument.

His lips ghosted yours, teasing a kiss, before he rest his head beside you, panting against your cheek. "M'lucky to have you. Don't want anything else… Just want you… Just want to stay with you, just… just want us…"

"Mhm, and you have me."

Your hands reached up to run through the soft strands of his hair.

"I have you?"

"You have me," you nodded. And you smiled. "I'm lucky to have you, Xavie. I wouldn't trade this moment for anything else in the world, and who cares anymore about the stars in the sky when I have you, just as you have me…"

Softly, he laughed, nuzzling against you—

"The stars must be jealous knowing you're by my side."

You felt him twitch at your words, and you could have laughed—would have—if he hadn't pulled out of you then.

Anything you had to say for yourself quickly melted into a whine as he started dragging his cock up your body, curling himself into you as he rubbed it against your stomach. You could feel the stickiness of his cum follow through, and with slow, careful breaths, you moved a hand downwards to cage around his length, keeping him between your palm and your stomach, forming a sort of opening for him to rut into.

It didn't take long for his movements to become desperate.

His whole body shuddered on top of you, arms struggling to hold his weight so as not to crush you. His breath stuttered; barely-coherent babbling fell quietly from his lips, eyes rolling back into his head—

He looked so beautiful.

He groaned into the space above your head, fisting the sheets to stay steady, bips moving quicker and quicker and—

Part of you wondered how on earth he could take it—so insatiable. So much desire for you that he couldn't help himself in your presence; he'd let you jerk him off like this and have you bask in the low grunts and whimpers he would let out at the stimulation…

It wasn't long before he was releasing.

You tilted your head to avoid it hitting your face, but truly, you didn't mind—not even as the thick ropes of his cum coated your body, spilling over your breasts, your neck, your chin…

He had so much.

And everytime, you would think to yourself that this was really how far he wanted you.

"Xavier…" you whisper.

And when he collapsed down against you, he slid back down to kiss you sloppily.

Your eyes closed.

Despite the sticky feeling so blatntly obvious between your bodies, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back.

"Mmh… love you so much, angel…" he groaned into your mouth, kisses open, and messy, and raw.

I love you, too.

You said it in the way your hands tangled into his hair, even as he slid further down, tongue tracing nearly every inch of your body. "S'dirty, Xav…" your eyes rolled back as his mouth latched onto one of your nipples, sickling at it before pulling at it with his teeth.

"Mmh. Cleaning."

He tilted his head to meet yours, darkened eyes holding a serious expression—

Your body jolted.

His fingers joined the exploration of your skin, tracing your curves and scooping up his cum only to reach back down and stuff it right into you.

"M-mmph—?!"

Shh— Despite your shock, the look in his eyes spoke volumes. He would have said; It's okay, angel, just let me take care of you.

And slowly, slowly, he traced his tongue down over your stomach, before he sighed.

His head rest against your thigh.

His expression looked light; blissful. He breathed against you, eyes drawn right towards your cunt, watching the cream that oozed out of you with some sense of admiration... He wasn't doing anything, not really—and perhaps to anyone else, he'd simply seem tired.

But you knew that wasn't the case.

You were proven right when, every so often, he would break the spell by shoving his fingers right back into you as if determined to keep you full of him. Each thrust of his fingers was more surprisingly timed than the last, and he was successfully in pulling a gasp from you each time he did so.

"X-Xavierrr…" you whined this time.

"…My pretty angel."

The only reply you'd get was another sigh of seeming satisfaction.

This time, he raised his eyes to look at you, trailing up over your body to your face, and the lovedrunk little smille he have you made you melt.

"Beautiful. The most magnificent, most ethereal star in the sky… Here, with me, mine."

…The stars must be jealous knowing you're by my side.

He said it with his eyes. Your own words, right back to you.

But his gaze carried within it a certain mischief—he nuzzled your thigh, and before you could think, he leaned over to place a quick kiss right at your clit. The sudden stimulation where you were so sensitive had you jumping, and his tongue had the audacity to dart out and lap lazily around your folds.

"Hnnh—w-wait! Wait, Xavier, too much, too much—!"

His eyes sparkled.

Oh, he wasn't done with you yet.

"One more round?"

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