#it wont have any shops in the front tho

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WIP of my marketplace den hehe.

[analoceits]

mushroom rings & faery things chapter 1: loyalty

A03 link

note:

thanks to ChaosIsMyName on A03 for reading this over!! theyre the fucking best and yall should read their shit.

also uhh. felt fair to warn that i do NOT pull any punches on my body horror. its brief and skippable but i do get pretty intense when i do go with it soo, yeah. as well this is probably one of the darkest and messiest chapters in this whole fic, and the full promise of older brother remus wont come in till later [like chapter 3] so yeah 3 it will happen eventually but right now everyones too messy to be sweet. you can see the seeds of it start to grow tho!!

tags:

Disabled Anxiety | Virgil Sanders, Anxiety | Virgil Sanders-centric, Sympathetic Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Fae, Body Horror, (for like 1 or 2 paragraphs but yknow), Fae Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Light Sides As Family (Sanders Sides), Found Family, Things look Worse Than They are, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, implied/referenced suicidal ideation, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders Angst, Anxiety | Virgil Sanders has a Cane, Remus Typical Gore Discussion, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Discussions of Death/Grief, no one dies tho,

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I’m so sorry,

I know you don’t want me to do this, but I know I need too. I can’t go another day not sure if Roman will live or die, and I doubt you guys can either. No matter what you say, I’m indebted to you. It’s time I pay that back. Go to the edge of the woods, my gift will wait there.

With endless loyalty, Virgil.

Virgil pocketed the note in silence. It was the last of many ugly, emotional, gut-wrenching drafts and the only one he could imagine having them read. The only one he had managed to write without crying. With it completed, he had nothing left to do here.

He took one last look at his room from the bed. It didn’t look familiar; he had cleaned up most of his things so they wouldn’t have too while grieving. Still, there were some marks of himself that he couldn’t hide under the bed. 

A scuff in the tile from his boots, old purple sheets torn where he pulled on them too hard, a single blind tied to the rest with green string where he broke it. Family carved into a bed post. Despite his best efforts, there was proof he had lived.

With that bittersweet thought, he pulled himself up off the bed and steadied himself with his cane. He smiled just barely, slowly making his way down the stairs and around the hall. As soon as he was off the stairs, his eyes locked on the front door, but he silently shook his head.

There was one stop before he had to leave.

It took care to ease the bedroom door open silently, but as soon as he did he was at Roman’s bedside. He couldn’t help the way his stomach twisted with guilt at the sight - white bandages wrapping around his stomach where a red sash should be. The only red left was that pouring out of his guts, now.

Between bouts of crying and frantically checking his bandages, Logan had called it a godly miracle he survived. That was, of course, right before Patton physically dragged him to bed for his own sake, but it still held some weight. Their luck couldn’t last them forever, though. 

His eyes darted down to his cane when the thought hit him. The cane was a gift from Roman, one he had carved for hours on hours with painstaking care after Virgil started to complain of his pain. The one with from your family carved under the handle in gentle letters. Virgil had to hold back tears of joy when he first used it.

It was the last gift Roman was able to give him, a gift to make sure he wasn’t in pain. Even with the cane, he couldn't help Patton forage, or Logan shop, or Roman hunt. The thought sent a strange spiraling guilt through Virgil, but it didn’t matter.

It didn’t, because he knew he could fix it anyway. No matter how high the price may be.

He slipped the note out of his pocket. It was so small in his hand, but it must’ve weighed ten thousand pounds with how hard it was to hold. He tucked it in between Roman’s fingers with painstaking care. It was the only spot he could think to leave it.

Sparing one last glance to Roman’s limp form, he turned his back on the bed. The satchel felt practically weightless when he pulled it over his shoulder - if you could even call it that. It was tiny, only enough to fill a small cup of milk and a tiny jar of honey. That was all he needed.

Right as he went to stand up, a sharp whimper sounded from behind him. He glanced back to Roman, twisting and turning fitfully in his bed between little cries. Right, nightmares. They had only gotten worse since his accident, Logan had mentioned.

He hesitated before turning around, but he knew he didn’t have the guts to leave him like that. He was loyal to him. His hands were practically shaking as he nervously brushed the hair out of Roman’s face and shushed him, “shh, it’s ok.. there you go, there you go bud. You ain’t got anything to fear, Ro.”

Slowly, Roman stopped his twisting and turning, quieting down. Still, there was the slightest furrow to his brow and Virgil couldn’t help the fond way he sighed. He leaned down over him, brushing a finger over his brow as he kissed his forehead.

As soon as he drew back up, there was a hand softly grasping at his wrist, and it took all his willpower to pull out of the grip. “I know,” he said as he fit the sheets back over Roman, “I don’t want me to leave either.”

It wasn’t hard to open the house door silently and it wasn’t hard to pace down the stone path without his boots or cane making a noise. No, that wasn’t hard, he had practiced. It was hard to not look back. It was so hard, to swallow his guilt and grief and not look at those unlit windows. 

He kept walking anyway.

Their house was near the edge of the woods, so he knew it wasn’t going to be a very long walk. Still, his entire body ached and he stumbled down the path as it turned from stone to gravel, then to dirt, then to overgrown grass. Brambles thickened on either side of the trail.

Finally, he reached the edge of the woods, and it was just as great and imposing as he remembered. Dark, thick leaves hung overhead and any trace of moonlight would be gone as soon as he passed under those trees. He knew he wouldn’t need the light, the path painstakingly memorized but the darkness felt endless nonetheless. 

With one deep breath he pushed between the leaves and made his way onto a deer path carved in the grass. There was just the barest shine from moonlight that managed to worm its way between leaves, and he thanked the heavens for that.

Every passing step through, though, had the moon’s light fading until pure black clawed at the edges of his vision and he could barely see his own boots. The old growth of the forest thickened around him as he went on.

He kicked through undergrowth and slapped at brambles with the edge of his cane. Thick brambles and thorns caught on the edges of his pants, as if the forest itself was pleading with him to head back, but he simply kicked through and continued. No matter what anyone said, he had a duty.

The walk was an hour at most, but it felt like ages. Every step he took he wanted nothing more to turn around and bolt home, but he was not a coward. He was loyal to a default; he would not give up when he was needed. Even if he couldn’t think to call himself a good person, he payed his debts.

Even with the misery, he had a slight bit of company. The sounds of nature churred around him; a breaking stick and then the delighted chirp of grasshoppers, a shrill whistle cry of a bird and then a distant splash from a pond out of his view. The closer he got to his destination, the louder and more frequent the noises became; an accompanying orchestra. He didn’t know if it was a hopeful heroic swell or a tragic one.

Finally, the woods started to clear around him; giving up on fighting him. Slowly, at first, brambles let up and the barest glint of moonlight shone through the trees, and then all at once as the last bit of undergrowth caught on his boots and he stumbled into the clearing.

It was uncomfortably beautiful. The full moon was bright, shining and hearty (he was sure it had been a half-moon when he had entered, but he didn’t think that mattered where he was.) The stars glittered above head along with it and it felt like they were winking down at him for some inside joke he was now in on.

The main thing that caught his eye, however, was the ring of mushrooms. They were stark, bright red and it briefly reminded his of Roman’s garish sash - then it reminded him of his blood, and his heart sank. It was fine, he told himself, he was making it up now.

He took a few paces ahead and then dropped to his knees right in front of the faery ring, carefully and slowly removing the pack from his shoulder and unloading the contents. Milk, honey, and a bowl. Perfect.

A strange sense of calm came over him as he placed the bowl in the farthest point of the ring. It was a painful, aching calm; like he was planning his own funeral. A singular mourner holding vigil for his own life, a living corpse. It was grim, but more than fitting.

The milk and honey smelled disgustingly sweet as he poured them both into the bowl, even if his hands were shaking. The moon and the stars glowed overhead like lanterns - no, eyes, eyes burning into the back of his skull. They waited to see what he would do next; lions waiting to pounce on him.

As soon as the contents were poured out, he lifted himself up with cane and took a step into the circle. His body rocked with invisible force until he dropped and was kneeling, hands desperately wrapped around the still up-right cane like in prayer. It wasn’t really that funny to him, but he didn’t try to move.

Instead, he bowed his head, terror suddenly pounding through his ribs and lungs like a horribly off tune song. Grief ran through jaw and throat, wrapping around it like a snake and making it hard to breath. Grief for himself and grief for growing old with them. Even if he knew he needed to do this, he missed home.

Still, through the aching pain, a deep, indescribable burning set ablaze in his finger tips and deep in his chest, and every spot where Roman’s nimble fingers would cart through his hair when he needed it. He thought that warmth might be called loyalty.

“I have an offering,” his voice was more hoarse than he had expected, but it was good enough. For a brief, but completely nauseating moment, nothing happened. The stars continued to blink above and moonlight danced in his vision.

Then blood welled through the grass, and the earth became an open wound. Dirt pushed itself apart and away, grass seeming to sway to avoid what was crawling out of the earth. Blood and sap, wood and flesh arose all at once in a spiraling tower of something, something that should not exist. Skin knit over pulsating, ugly flesh and a pair of eyes stared at him for something that was supposed to be a face.

Finally, something human like was formed. Human-like, because those few seconds taught Virgil that whatever fae were, they were not human. It stared down at him, a strange blank curiosity on its features. 

As he stared back at it, something suddenly clicked in his brain and he was sure he was going to be sick. He wanted to be wrong, but the only question left was a simple one. Why the hell was Roman here?

No; it wasn’t exactly Roman, but at the same time.. it could only be him. It was a strange, gross sight. The same dorky smile that showed just one too many teeth, but the teeth were as sharp as blades. The same striking green eyes, but an odd cold rested behind them.

The figure - person - fae, fae, had scars littering up and down his skin and ungodly green eyes and a wide smile. Passion and adventure and want burned behind his eyes but it was wrong, scarily feral, scarily.. animal. 

At a closer look, he was far too old as well. A decade older than Roman, at least. Age weighed on his face in the form of crows feet and a thick mustache, the same color as his hair. It was as dark as Romans, to be sure, but colder - without the red tinting it warm.

Was this.. some fucked up joke? Was this a near death hallucination? Or maybe, maybe this was the first form of torture planned for him, a reminder of why he was here. Either way, the sight made it hard to breath.

The fae spoke first, “I’m Remus, your local fae prince.” With the word Remus sickness and the cold scent of pinewood rushed through Virgil so hard he leered. The prince of the fae, the actual fucking fae, just gave him his name. Freely, just as that.

Virgil realized what it was a second later - a show of power. A quiet, but impactful way to remind Virgil that no matter what information he had, no matter how hard he fought, he was powerless here. It made his heart sink.

“Thank you,” Virgil whispered and in the same breath he cringed from his own words. Right, no thanking them. How had he forgotten? “I’m here to offer myself to you, on one condition.” It felt incomprehensibly stupid to speak of conditions when he was on his knees.

“I love conditions!” The too-shrill voice practically squawked out, leaning one elbow on Virgil’s cane nonchalantly. “What do you want, little stormcloud?” He grinned down at Virgil, clearly awaiting his response with delight.

“.. I have a friend,” Virgil carefully avoided his name, “he is gravely injured and, though stable, will not survive winter like this. I have another friend - he is trying to make a remedy. Theres one last ingredient he needs, a flower - oleander.”

Remus gave him a look, a single eyebrow raised at him. “Stormy - can I call you stormy? - Cool, thanks. Oleanders a poison, at least to you little.. flesh beasts. I don’t think your thinking of the right flower. It’d be cool to poison him and all, but y'know - doublechecking.”

Virgil thought over the words for a second, because he knew it couldn’t be a lie - even though that was exactly what his knee-jerk reaction wanted to say. After a second, he forced, “no offense, but I trust his medical knowledge more than yours.”

“Well, if you insist,” Remus shrugged then grinned, “still, that’s all you ask for your life!? Most ask for more than that. Money, power, fame, love - and lust~, of course,” the creature wiggled his eyebrows and Virgil bit back the urge to gag. “You can ask for more, you know. A lifes worth more than a flower.”

Virgil looked up, mildly stunned by what he heard. Was Remus.. trying to help him? The thought sent a feeling of vertigo through him, but he hesitantly spoke, hand picking each word that slipped out of his mouth, “there won’t be any extra.. stipulations because of this, will there?”

“Nah! I’m just bored, you see, and I love doing those little tasks for you mortals. They always go through the same cycles. First their filled with delight and shock at their new gifts, then grief and disgust as they ask why their daughter, or lover, or brother has went.” Remus turned his head back and practically cackled through out.

“.. Alright,” Virgil knew the fae couldn’t lie, and he couldn’t find much of a loophole in the words, no matter how.. depressing. “Some money to be comfortable for the following years, good fertile land to plant on, and a hunters blessing. For my family, please.” Virgil stared down for a reason he himself didn’t quiet understand.

Remus looked down at him with a strange expression. It took Virgil a moment to process it as curiosity, but before he could comprehend that, the fae spoke. “Man, you’re weirdly humble. Don’t even want any good shit! Or just, well, shit. Do you know how many farmers have asked for good manure?” He turned his head back and laughed, before looking back down, “well, they don’t usually offer their life for it.”

Virgil turned his gaze to the side. The words weirdly burnt at his chest. It was the reminder, he realized. He wanted to go home so fucking bad. The rough dirt made his knees ache and his hands blistered against the wood he held so tight and he wanted nothing more than to step out of the mushrooms, come home, and hug his family so close he didn’t have words for it.

“Will you stop mocking me?” Virgil hissed through his teeth, fear burning in his heart at every word that slipped out of his mouth without his permission, “I just want to get sacrificied in fucking peace before I spend the rest of eternity dancing as my skin burns off and muscles rot away, and- and-” suddenly, it was hard to breath. His lungs felt tiny and air was too large to choke down.

The fae thing gave him a strange look from where he hovered over Virgil, watching him have a panic attack like he was a mildly interesting rock. After a weird long moment of that, he spoke with delight, “wow are you killing yourself by self-suffocation!? That’s so cool!” 

That startled a laugh out of Virgil’s chest, then a few awkward coughs as his body readjusted to breathing again. He stared up at Remus awkwardly. “Nobody’s had a panic attack while sacrificing themselves to you before me?” He choked out.

Remus propped his hands up on his hips. “Not until you, stormy! You’re the first,” he said without a single sense of the weight of the words. For a fae, creature known for their odd but strict manners, he was wildly impolite.

Virgil couldn’t help but cringe with it, then awkwardly bark out a few laughs. “I can’t even kill myself right, can I?” He didn’t realize what he was saying until the words came out of his mouth, and then he closed said mouth tight.

The fae was giving him another one of those peculiar looks again before continuing to speak. “Man, is this meant to be your suicide? You’re like, really bad at that then because I have no plans to kill you!” The grin was strangely warm, now.

“Look, I- I’m gonna be basically dead by the end of this anyway. No old life to get back to,” he sighed quietly, before asking, like a slight plea, “can we get this over with, now? I don’t wanna spend longer here.”

The smile dripped off Remus’s face and Virgil felt oddly guilty. “Well, if you’re so impatient, then lets get this over with, stormcloud. You know what to do to stop it. Just give me your name.” The weight of the phrase was more than ever.

Suddenly, hearing the words - Virgil realized how badly he didn’t want to get it over with. Like a desperate idiot avoiding the death he handed himself, he stalled. “What, you don’t want this to end? You having fun chit-chatting here?” He said easy as you please, tilting his head to the side. The false confidence was familiar.

That startled a laugh out of Remus, who cackled so loud and shrill that Virgil could hear the birds flee. “Wow, seems like our little stormy has himself a sharp tongue. Wonder how long that will last you.”

“Long as it takes for you to get tired of me and cut it off,” Virgil hissed through his teeth, a sly grin on his face. It felt as natural as breathing, and just as fulfilling as it. Something that he knew from memory.

He realized the memory was of Roman.

Remus didn’t notice his realization of course and continued without a single hitch, “I wonder if it will be like a lizard tail, still wriggling and writhing after I cut it out of your wordy little mouth! I mean, I’m sure I can make that happen.”

Virgil faked a gag and turned his gaze up to Remus again, “you’re real disgusting y’know, for being a fae, a creature of manners and politeness, you’re real gross. How do you even get away with your wordy little mouth?” Virgil asked, half teasing and half genuine.

“Well, manners are oh so subjective,” Remus grinned, seemingly preening with delight at this fact, “and so, with just a little bit of squirming around through loopholes and the like - you really can get away with most things.” His satisfied grin seemed to light up the clearing.

Or maybe that was the sunrise, peaking over the horizon like an unwelcome guest. Remus turned his head back to stare at it. “Oops! Looks like your time is up, my dearest storm. No more stalling~.” He turned back to Virgil. “May I have your name?”

The words carried the weight of ten thousand stones.

Virgil knew what to do though, and he spoke his name, tearing it out of his throat and soul as the sun rose along with bile in his throat and as the moon fell along with his bloody heart. He whispered the first two words that would be in his obituary, “Virgilius Sentinel.”

A coldness wrapped around him, tight and binding. It was like a promise; a cruel, sickening promise, the type that edged on threat. His body shook, lungs wheezing through breaths that couldn’t make it all the way into him. 

Even though he could still see Remus above him, staring down at him with that cruel grin and hands on his hips, he could feel his hands on his face, holding him still. They were as cold as he imagined, but not as painful.

Despite the terror, breaths slowly became easier as his body became more used to the feeling, the control, the vulnerability of it all. He adjusted to it, the world spinning around him as he learned to breath with smaller lungs. Maybe, this wouldn’t be as painful as he worried.

Right as he adjusted, though, there was a sudden burning in his chest and around his lungs. It was the kindest fire and the sweetest pain, and his lungs were aching as if he had managed to breath too much. It felt familiar; it felt like being held by warm and gentle hands. The fire chased off the cold.

As suddenly as the flame overtook him, it drew back. The feeling of being held turned to the feeling of being dropped, and the cold leapt back in as soon as the warmth left him. He shook just a little with the nauseating feelings. No matter the attempt at a fight, it was too weak.

Still, it left a small thought: something else had its own claim on him, separate from Remus’s. He silently reeled from that, but before he could think too hard he heard that barking shrilling laugh again and the world fell from under his feet.

[kkusuka]

Haikyuu kinks setter eddition <33

here is the ace eddition 

here is the Middle blocker version

Includes: Kageyama Tobio, Oikawa Tooru, Sugawara Koshi, Atsumu Miya, Semi Eita, Shirabu Kenjiro, Kanji Koganegawa, Akaashi Keji, Kenma Kozume,  Yahaba Shigeru and  Keishin Ukai

Cw: pet play, degradation, humiliation, cock warming, cuckolding, bare baking, public sex, photography,   (those are the more serious one, every thing else should be fine <3) 

and here we go!

oh he is so pretty

Kageyama Tobio

Oral

It goes both ways too

He could append the rest of his life in between your thighs and that’s that

But that would mean missing the slice of heaven you give him when you go down on him

And he doesn't think he could live without that, you're just that good 

Little secret for you : he will literally be putty in your hands if you suck his balls, it will literally send him into outer space 

Vanilla sex

NOT IN THE BAD WAY

HE LIKES IT FOR A GOOD REASON

DON’T KILL ME

He just likes to be in love with you 

It's his awkward version of love making, but he’ll burn up if you call it that

Just looking you in the eyes and softly thrusting in you 

Holding your hand 

Soft kisses and whispers of love 

AWWW he’s so soft for you.

Cockwarming 

This is really only foe when he wants to have sex

But also wants to watch old tapes of volleyball games

Normally tricks you into it, he’ll say he wants to fuck on the couch, y’all start to do it and he just stops gets you on his lap and watches

You don't like that too much

But when he harshly thrusts up everytime you whine telling you he won't let you cu for a week

Then you start to behave

But no worries he’ll eventually let you grind on him like whore, and he’ll play with your nipples until you've came

Your still not moving tho

Sensory deprivation 

This is a control tactic 

He goes all you for this

When he wants control he gets it 

The most common thing when this side of Kags comes out is having you kneel on the floor

Well kneeling with your legs tied in the position, your arms tied behind your back

with earmuffs and a blindfold

With a vibrator torturing your poor hole. 

Oh! And either a spider gag or a ball gag!

It's just you and never ending pleasure until he wants to indulge <3

(look at him walking, he does it so well) 

Oikawa Tooru

Public sex & Humiliation

Specifically riding 

Sitting you on his lap and pretending nothing is going on, while he’s really 8 inches deep

He’ll make you reach down and folder his ball to help HIM get off, for you? Well i guess you’ll just have to bounce a bit now wont you!

Knowing that to everyone else you two just look like a regular couple enjoying a bowl of ramen makes him love defiling you in public even more. 

Aw. Are you embarrassed? You can’t be that ashamed if your fucking yourself on me

You never know how far he will take it either

One time when you were at dinner with Tooru and some of his friends, he had sat you in his lap and spread your legs for them to see

You were so embarrassed, even more when he started cooing in your ear about how much of a show whore you were

You couldn't look his friends in theirs eyes for a few hours

Gangbangs/ Cuckolding 

You already know he believes in sharing is caring!

And he sure knows how to share!

You're just too perfect to not share with Makki, Mattsun, and Iwa!

And have you seen his friends, you’d like to give it a try

And he practically begged you to do it, and you can't deny a pretty boys puppy dog eyes

No one can deny the puppy dog  eyes

He never thought anything could beat the feeling of being on the court, but seeing you trying to fit Mattun in your weeping hole and deepthroating iwa may just do the trick

Watching his friends fuck you may just be his favorite pass time

Cum eating 

H e  i s  a  w h o r e 

He tries to tell you it's to make you “clean” 

Yup, he sucks all of his friends cum out of you to make sure you're all his. 

Oh! Sometimes Iwa will cum in your mouth and make Tooru make out with you until all the cum is gone between the two of you!

Praise 

This is practically in all aspects of life

But when hes fucking you he wants to hear how amazing he’s making you feel

Yeah, his dick hits that perfect spot doesn't it? 

He wants to hear it

He wants to hear EVERYTHING 

His hips feel good against your thighs? Say it and loudly too!

Sugawara Koshi

Slight pet play

He really just wants someone to take care of

And what better way to do that then have his puppy by his side. 

And it keeps him grounded

He’ll be all frustrated then he just looks at you

On your knees looking back up at him

And all of a sudden everything is ok again. 

Body worship 

Mostly from him to you

He just thinks you are so perfect

Sometimes he just wants you to stirp so he can spend hours just exploring your body

He’ll lay you down and just tell you how beautiful you are over and over

When he’s in a caring mood everything he does will be accompanied with a sweet compliment 

Just let him do his thing <3

Caregiver 

We saw this coming 

Suga-momma will do anything for you

Had a bad day, ok he’ll let you use his cock to get off

You’ll feel better. 

But, this is everyday life too

He sometimes helps dress you up.

He packs your lunch for work,  always with a little note expressing his love for you

He just loves to know that you are comfortable and that you feel loved by him all the time. 

Slight medical / doctor 

I just feel like he wants you to be “healthy” 

He’ll have a whole set up too

He’ll strap your legs up and “examine” his baby

And once he is sure all is well, 

He’ll just fuck you then and there

if only he were real

Atsumu Miya

Dirty talk / Degradation 

This is literally cannon-

He calls you all the names in to book

The favorite? He can't bring himself to choose 

They all have different tones!

He does like to use “Cocksleve” more than often!

If you didnt know any better you would truly believe that he only thinks of you as a hole to fuck. 

“ yes, clench just like that Cum-rag, you're too good at this”

“God, you’re hole loves my cock, i should just keep you here and fuck you or the rest of your life, leave you dripping in my cum all day and night” 

He just LOVES doing this act

"Are you my slut?"

"Yes"

"Tell me you're my slut"

"I'm your slut"

"Say it again"

"I'm your slut"

He could live just hearing that everyday (not really but he says it to show how happy he is-) 

Overstimulation  

A built in ego boost

He loves seeing you messy and  begging

He doesn't even listen to what you're begging. More? Stop? 

Yeah well he doesn't listen anyway, he’ll do it until he wants to stop

Just hold your legs up, let him see your slutty hole and let him work

He’ll make you feel good, he always does :)

Dacryphilia  

You just look so goddamn pretty

He literally makes you cry to get to comfort you

As in comfort i mean fuck you to sleep

He doesn't do it that often but he always makes it worth it when he does

Is it bad that he likes to have you sob on his dick?

He’s not a monster tho!

Your consent is key!

(we stan a king) 

Pet play 

Puppy

He has a full leash for you

But when he feel especially cold he makes you eat on the floor 

And out of a bowl :(

But only when he’s in a seriously bad mood, but just having you listen to him so weak makes him feel so much better!

Just let him indulge in this, it makes him feel better that he’s in control 

Extra little thing for tsumu

He records you two 

He doesn't even bother to put them in a hidden folder either

They are just in between all the regular pictures

AND he screenshots your  your nudes, prints some of them out and tapes them to his wall

Samu thinks you look very nice :)

he his the meaning of pretty

Akaashi Keji

Toys 

He loves to have you rides dildo in front of him

Or he’ll have a bullet vibrator in you while grocery shopping.

He plugs you up anytime he’s not in you. 

You can bet that if he’s not fucking you you're either fucking yourself, or being fucked by a little machine

And there is a method to his madness

But he will never tell you

He does all of this to see you, he likes to watch you and all your faces

You just look so adorable clenching your eyes shut and blabbering about nothing 

He just like basking in your beauty  

Oh he is so precious (and so are you) 

Light bondage 

He really only does this to show control

He can't let you get too full of yourself now

You’re still all his.

And he’ll put you in your place any second

He gives you control, and you need to play by the rules

If not. He’ll just tie you up and not look at you for as long as he see fits

You should’ve just listened to him

Cockwarming  

Akaashi is constantly working!

Sometimes he just wants you near him when he gets his work done

You’re also a calming factor to him

Sometimes he get so stressed and can only respond to it by thrusting into you a few times and kissing hickeys into your neck

But after the first time, he fell in love with it!

Watching a movie? 

He wants to be in you

But he’ll hug you close and press you against him, and he’ll cuddle into you

You guys have even fallen asleep while doing it

(oh to fall asleep while cockwarming Akaashi) 

Cuckolding  

Again, he works so much

And sometimes he just doesn’t have the energy to fuck you :(

Well thankfully, he has a best friend who is always very pent up and ready to fuck!

He could tell you weren't sure at first but after him reassuring it was fine and being non-stop fucked for 3 hours by a professional volleyball player

He could tell you liked it. 

So, when he feels like he won't make you feel as good as he can, Bokuto is already on the phone walking out of his apartment!

like a little potted plant

Kenma Kozume

Cockwarming 

Gamer boy wants you as close to you for as long as possible. 

Sometimes he resents that he streams because he can't have you on his dick

You also help to manage his game ginger

When you're there he doesn't yell as much or throw is controller 

Instead he places the remote down, he takes a deep breath and hugs you

He’s like a cat when he gets like this

He’ll be nestled in your neck- practically purring

Before continuing his game.. 

Cuckolding 

In simple terms 

He likes watching Kuroo fuck you

Like he REALLY likes seeing Kuroo dick you down

We all know he’s not the confrontational type, so when you’re being bad, his only opinion is to call his best friend

He cat tell you like it too because you take any chance you can to act up

But he always makes sure they you know your all his before the end of the night. 

Photography 

Being someone whose life revolves around social media 

It is absolutely no surprise that he likes to have visal pieces of you to take with him wherever he goes. 

 He specifically likes mirror nudes, with those cat ear thigh highs that he got you.

You remember one time he went on a trip to another city and asked you to send him some stuff

And in return he sent a little video of him jacking off, and thus it became a tradition every time you were away from the other. 

Slight Pet play

Mostly leashes collars and pet names. 

he does not take it that far,but he likes to know his kitten listens to him.  

The worst it got was when he put a dog leash on you and walked you around the apartment when Kuroo was over

You did receive the teasing of your life but good kittens don't speak

And you oh so desperately wanted to be a good Kitten for Kenma. 

tounge

Semi Eita

Under the influence 

You and I both know this man smokes-

And smoking just happens to make him horny

Like really horny

And if you're there next to him he’s not gonna jack off??

You guys have sex almost every time he smoke

And when you smoke? 

Oh he just cant help himself, you look so pretty eyes glazed over 

He’ll make you say so so much better. 

Recording

He has a folder on his computer

And another on his phone

And all saved to his cloud

Of what? 

Videos of you fucking

And a select few of sucking his dick

And what does he do with all of these? 

He watches them, sometimes with you in the room

Like you too are hanging out and suddenly he’s on his computer watching you bounce on his dick. 

Nudes

Clearly he likes to have you naked on a screen somewhere

And when he’s in public he can't exactly start watching homemade porn

so , he has a solution!

Make you send as many nudes as you can before he has to go out!

He has no shame for it either

One of your more “artistic” photos became his lockscreen

Which you begged him to remove considering his bandmates had begun to make comments about it. 

Hair pulling 

He does it all the time

And he does it  so hard too

Every time he hits from behind

His hand is on your head and already pulling 

Or when you suck him off

I'll pull your hair up, then push your whole head back down 

And repeat. 

oh my god i am in love with him

Shirabu Kenjiro

Degradation 

This man has a mouth

And a mean one 

AND a killer attitude

And he spares you none of that. 

He ridicules and demands, dehumanizes, and you love it

“Admit you’re just a whore, getting off on being a hole. Disgusting” 

Over the weekends, why you have nothing to do, he makes you stay around the house completely naked 

“You're flaunting all you have like a prostitute, that's what you want right? O be used like a street whore?” 

He’s just a mean guy :p

Humiliation

It just makes sense at this point

He really likes to makes you take off your panties when you wear skirts in public

Then he likes to have you bend down and grab things for him

Or 

He’ll have you sit, man spreading, but the catch is there is a huge hole in your pants, so anyone at the right angle can see everything. 

Of course none of this goes without witty comments and insults from bang boy. 

Bondage 

He loves having you weak in front of him

It’s a total power trip for him

Like everything the two of you do, it consist of you being a good whore and him being a big ole meanie

He’ll leave you tied up for hours with a fuck machine pounding your poor hole

Or hell have you with a spider gag in and he’ll make you grind into the floor

He’ll laugh at you 

Record you and he’s even sent videos of youtube some of his old teammates

This one time, he had you tied up to your bedpost and just left, he walked out of the room and you didn't even know how long it was until he came back. 

Pet play

You were mouthing off to him? Oh no they won't do

He pretty much uses it as leverage against you

Good pets so mouth off do they? 

No? What I thought.

Its a form of punishment mostly

Keeping you kneeling on the floor below him for hours while he studies

He makes you eat down there

And he’ll pet your head, but if you even think about leaning into it, he’ll stop 

He’s so mean :(

bird boiiiii

Kanji Koganegawa

Pegging 

He’s a baby

A pretty baby, that anyone would like a chance to ruin. 

He probably didn't even know what is was and still agreed, but no he begs for it

And who are you to deny your baby? 

It was kinda hard at first considering he was so big, but you managed, and are very good at making him cum, like really really good. 

Hand kink 

He really just likes to see how much bigger his hands are 

He’ll grab your handd and thread your fingers together, your hands are just so soft, opposite of his

He also likes to stick his fingers in your mouth and likes when he gets to suck on yours. 

Ddlb / Dmlb

There is no explanation other then he’s baby

And he needs to be taken care of, before he dose something stupid 

And you love taking care of your overgrown baby :)

He’s all smiley and cute when you do!

How could you resist? 

his grandpa is hotter but whatever 

you didnt see that.

Keishin Ukai

Public sex

In his store 

On the counter

Five Minutes before closing time 

It cannon

It's the risk factor for him, anyone can just walk in and see you fall apart on his cock

It's actually happened before, Shin wanted to do it and you agreed but didn't expect Takeda to waltz in and look directly at you. 

Yeah he immediately came then shoved you onto the floor to hide you from Ittetsu’s prying eyes

Daichi has also heard the two of you fucking in the gym storage closet, but chose not to say anything. 

Barebacking

It's like a primal urge to him

Condoms are annoying ang time consuming, you guys are gonna be together anyways might as well let him fill you like a good fuck toy

When he cums in you he also doesn't let you clean it out

He makes you stand there, face three inches away from your core, and watches his cum drip from you

Condoms won't let him do that, will they?

Humiliation

I mean he’s into fucking you in public, so this is pretty much a must at this point

He puts you in these positions so you have no choice but to be embarrassed

I mean what kind of slut like getting fucked in plain sight?

When you go out with him he makes you wear all these ridiculous outfits that practically show everything

And he makes fun of you when they look! 

Pornography 

Yes as in homemade porn

Why would he keep you all to himself?

Everyone deserves to experience that

And people love you!

If the thousands of comments and requests say anything about it!

oh to do that to Maddog

Yahaba Shigeru

Choking 

We all saw the scene with Maddog 

Come on, he’ll do that to anyone

I feel like he just likes seeing his hands around your neck. 

He likes how fail you are and how is ands just wrap around your neck

He knows where to squeeze too

He’ll hold your pressure point to the pint you think your gonna pass out

Light BDSM

Nothing to crazy, he likes having you tied up and ready that's all

Maybe eagle spread on the bed?

Or hell have you kneeling next to him, arms tied behind your back mouth ready and opened

The possibilities are endless

Fingering 

He likes his hands- 

But it's mostly about you

Seeing your hole up close

It sucking his fingers, like a good hole should

Plus he has better control with his fingers, so he hits all the good spots over and over until yout crying <3

[bigmeandragonlady]

Even more emoji prompts for my traveler Katiya! (the original post wasn't actually cut in half so ive fixed that. i've added a few extra ones tho) ah ha I skipped anything I couldn't think of an answer to or anything that asked when she wants in life. (Beyond the plot, she doesn't have anything beyond wanting to be happy and free and loved.) cut for length again

💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

Fragrant flowers are her favorite: lilies, gardinas, jasmine, honeysuckle, plumeiras, lilacs, roses ect. Lilies in particular.

A bouquet with lilies as the centerpeice with nice, chunky greenery and depending on season some sunflowers/roses/peonies or a variety of lilies

plant symbolism varies so much depending on source and color im not going to go into it

📚 BOOKS - how were they at school? what is their best subject? what is their worst subject? do they have a favourite subject?

A bit of a trouble-maker tbh. She and Arlo were a menace to have in the same class together as children (they were only taught together b/c they were the same age)

Best subject was the Arts in general, liked geography. Bad at maths and would try to skip those lessons

Music theory could be difficult but she found it rewarding and likes to write her own music

Found herself enjoying sciences as well but wasn't great at it.

👖 JEANS - what is their go-to outfit?

Generally, she'll pick a cute sundress that tapers in at her waist and is cut low at the front. Length from cocktail to tea. Maybe a cute cardigan

Grew up in a borderline tropical climate so doesn't know how to dress for cold: does not have a cold outfit

Has never had a lot of choice in what her closet holds. while she can give a bit of input but it's not like she went shopping for her own clothes so there will be a bit of an adjustment period now that she can shop for herself

It's difficult for her to admit to much more then a preference for dresses and skirts but likes to show off what she considers to be assets and prefers high quality fabrics (this one is very very hard to get out of her and she likely wont admit it b/c she feels greedy)

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Even if Vexx hadn't done what he did she wouldn't trust easily

Growing up in the family and culture she did it just wasn't an option

Was often 'backstabbed,' there are a few instances where her siblings (mostly celest and arlo) would pretend to make friends with her just to get something or fuck with her or as a fun game

Guards and servants would often report her when she would wander off somewhere she shouldn't be or doing something she wasn't supposed to do

So trust is in short supply

However, she is learning that she's fiercely loyal to the people she cares about and a little selfish: if she had to chose between a person she loved dearly and the world she would chose the person with little hesitation.

❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?

The music box Nerissa gave her has been her most prized possession since she received it. Katiya usually hates getting gifts but this was a kind reminder that even if her sister wasn't there, she was: a comfort

She would get little things and hide them in her room as momentous as well, a habit we see being carried on now. She doesn't have to hide them in a box under a tile under the bed now though

The knife we receive from Damon just before Teraninum is important to her as well: no one had ever given her the means to even try to defend herself before. Although it was a pragmatic decision on Damon's part, it means something to her and that knife is never something he's getting back.

🚲 BICYCLE - can they ride a bike? what do they remember from learning to ride a bicycle?

No :) she can't drive anything either.

It would be a cute idea to have Vexx teach her while they were in the city but I think the risk of injury would have dissuaded them

📎 PAPERCLIP - a random fact (or three).

Is petty. Is usually good at hiding it but when she lost her memory she didn't have that filter. It came out in pointedly ignoring Cal at times and picking Damon to run errands with her when he made snide comments

Would hide in the large fountains at the palace at times. I hc them as salt water and having plantlife/corals/fish in them so with her green hair she fit right in

(NSFW) Katiya is very open to experimentation in regards to sex, including threesomes/group sex. Down the line she, damon, alisa, and zane hook up (assuming everyone survives). She ends up being the focus there b/c everyone wants a taste of the princess-it's a lot for her and it's the only time she's had to use a safeword.

🌋 VOLCANO - how bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or a instant explosion?

Slow boil, 100%

It'll either fizzle out or explode one day. is petty in the meantime

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

I chose the kit option and havent looked back. space mermaids??! of course i chose that one

I like... seaweed mermaids

Green, curly hair was the first thing I decided on. I waffled for a little cause I wasn't sure about natural hair colors for kit, asking on the server did not help, and eventually I just said fuck it after finding an old piece of lore about aya's hair originally being purple. It's a good thing i was right b/c at that point i wasn't going to redesign her

[doodle-do-wop]

GG PROMPTOBER

Hi, yes im aware october is over but I’m still going to write for the promptober prompts until I catch em all(They probably wont be in order tho so apologies

Anyway, here’s Taking The Kids Trick Or Treating but it’s less taking the kids and more so just the kids

takes place pre-Gallagher and stars tiny Eva and Kim Lee

Eva sighed and rested her head on her palm as she watched dutifully over the sidewalk, balancing the bowl of candy on her knee and stared at the families that passed by her in joyous skips and trots. Mothers and fathers, running after their kids or holding their hands as they marched from house to house. Moms and dads, alive and well, standing by their child’s side with smiles that could last an eternity. 

“Mija!” A shrill voice called and Eva turned so she could look at the window beside her, staring back at her Abuela through the window screen. 

“Aquí estoy.” Eva replied, where else would she be? Besides, it’s not like Eva could sneak away without her Abuela noticing, grandmothers saw everything but Eva's Abuela wasn’t like the other needle knitters at the community center. 

“¿Necesitas más dulces?” Abuela asked, shaking the spare bag of candy they had shopped for earlier and Eva shook her head. There wasn’t any need to put more candy in the bowl, it was still(to Eva’s dismay) three quarters full. 

“Estoy bien Nina.” Eva called back and waited until the curtain fell back down to go back to her brooding and grumbling. She allowed herself the pleasure of slouching as she watched over the street again. 

Eva gently slammed her head back against the wall behind her and looked up at the mocking sky that had only just turned dark at her displeasure. 

Normally Eva loved the spooky holiday, she longed for the years past where her abuela would take her up and down the very same neighborhood and trick-or-treat for candy she’d have to wait with agonizing patience to eat after a thorough inspection(no one knows how to grill information out of some Whoppers like her abuela). But Eva was about to be a sixth grader, she was going to go into middle school which meant unfortunate maturity of the body and soul. Eva was old enough to fully understand the meaning behind the calaveras that sat on their ofrenda. She was old enough to fully take in the weight of the names written across the foreheads of each skull, to know why her abuela shed tears at the sight of old photos. 

Eva lifted the pirate hat off her head and scratched where the itchy material touched her. It was bad enough that she had to sit out here like a garden gnome, she would have at least been less grumpy if she wasn’t made to wear a ‘costume’. A striped shirt and a pirate hat weren’t Eva’s definition of a costume.  

She was thankful no one in her future middle school class would see her like this, dressed up like an elementary schooler, handing out candies like some old lady(no offense Abuela). 

The thudding of quick steps caught Eva’s attention and she turned her head to stare at the most ridiculous looking girl she had ever seen in her life. She blinked and watched the bounce of chains and listened to the jingle of metal on metal on metal as a girl dressed in all black ran over with two older kids in tow. 

The girl skidded to a stop right in front of Eva’s three small steps and grinned at her like a maniac, her eyes were surrounded by a black powder that looked like she stared through a pranked eyeglass. Her hair was short and inky black, gelled so it was almost completely standing on end. 

“Hi!” Her voice was high and squeaky, like the 7th graders Eva had passed by when she and her Abuela had gone to the park by Eva’s future school. 

“Uh, hi?” Eva waved because her Abuela drilled manners into her skull like the metal spikes that jutted out of the small girl’s black jean jacket. 

“I’m Kim Lee,” the girl, Kim Lee, said with the utmost importance. You’d think she was introducing a magician and not herself. “I’m new.” She swayed in her spot, looking a little shy but then perked right back up like a bouncing ball. 

“I’m Eva and I live here?” Eva hadn’t meant for it to come out as a question but usually little kids as small as Kim Lee were accompanied by grown ups, people with mustaches and jobs and taxes to pay, not the two lanky 8th graders that stood behind her like the silent pillars they were. 

“Cool!” Kim Lee piped and then leaned against the metal handrail of the steps. “What are you dressed up as?” 

Eva never felt more embarrassed to be seen outside her own home as she did then, if it was just Kim Lee she wouldn’t have felt so silly in her striped shirt and hat but there were 8th graders present. 8th graders who turned into high schoolers who turned into the coming of age hotties of Hollywood movies everywhere. 

“A pirate,” Eva whispered as she begged the earth to swallow her whole(but to spit out the hat). 

“I’m a rockstar!” Kim Lee said, ignoring Eva's pathetic response and doing a little spin for Eva, showing off the wild writing on the back of her jacket that read ‘Lee’. 

“I thought Snow White was popular with fourth graders.” Eva blinked and recalled how she had seen over three singing princesses in the classrooms she had passed earlier that day. 

Kim Lee froze in her spot and then seemed to deflate, gone was her electric energy that screamed ‘sugar rush’ and now there hung an awkward low in the air. The two 8th graders behind Kim Lee turned to each other and started to giggle, shaking as they burst out in laughter as Kim Lee hung her tiny head. She wheeled around on the two older kids and swatted at them with her hands like flies. 

“Shut up!” She squealed but that only made them laugh harder, one of the kids, a boy, reached down and patted Kim Lee’s spiky hair. 

“But you’re such a cute fourth grader!” He laughed and Kim Lee let out a high pitch groan of frustration. She turned on her heel and glared at Eva, marching up the three small steps like a warrior on a mission. 

“I’m going to be a sixth grader next year you know!” Kim Lee bellowed, trying to keep her voice as low as the boy behind her but it cracked and squeaked causing the kids to laugh some more. 

“You- what?” Eva sputtered and looked at the tiny girl in front of her. Most fifth graders were at least a head taller than Kim Lee was, hell, if Eva stood right now she’d be half a head taller and Eva was the shortest girl in her class room. 

“I’m going to be a sixth grader,” Kim Lee repeated. “As in middle school.”

She made the words sound like she was talking to a third grader and Eva was not about to let this tiny punk talk to her like she didn’t know long division. Eva stood and crossed her arms. 

“I know what middle school is. I’m going next year.” Eva said proudly and Kim Lee scoffed, turning her nose to the side like she smelled a fart. 

“Oh yeah? What school?” Kim Lee sounded like she would hunt down every school district and hallway to find Eva and prove her point of being a future sixth grader and Eva(with her half a head vertical advantage) scoffed right back at her. 

“Wright Middle.” Eva stood up straighter and watched from her tall perch as the wheels turned in Kim Lee’s eyes. The girl seemed to pause and ponder this, as if searching through a metal map of the county to find Eva’s school. She blinked and then looked back up at Eva, a strange expression on her face. 

“I’m going to Wright Middle.” She said softer now, all the huff and puff gone from her little body. 

“You are?” Eva blinked and Kim Lee nodded slowly. She tried not to let Kim Lee have the last word so she shrugged like it was no big deal. “Everyone in this neighborhood is going there.”

“We’re going to be classmates.” Kim Lee whispered and the boy behind her spoke up again. 

“No duh genius, hurry up I wanna go home already.” He whined and Kim Lee turned and said something to him so quickie Eva took a moment to understand she had just called him a ‘dumb poophead’ before the two broke into argument. One talking faster than the other and Eva grabbed a snickers bar out of the bowl and watched. 

She assumed the two were brother and sister and whoever the other kid was could be either a friend or another sibling. Either or, Eva was glad to be an only child. She couldn’t imagine the horrors of sharing her room with someone, having someone in her business constantly as all TV siblings do. She didn’t have to worry about a snotty nosed younger brother or sister bothering her to play, no older brother to yell at for being gross and obnoxious, no big sister to kick out of her room when all she talked about were boys. Eva considered herself lucky as she watched Kim go red under her black makeup. 

Eva grabbed a kitkat and took aim. 

“Hey Kim Lee.” Eva called and Kim Lee turned to look at her as Eva gently tossed the candy at her. Kim Lee snatched it out of the air halfway through it’s arch and Eva blinked in amazement. Wondering if years of siblings had gotten her reflexes so sharp. 

“See you in class.” Eva smiled and sat back down in her chair, Kim Lee paused and looked at the candy in her hand and then gave Eva a toothy grin. 

“See you in class.” She called as she walked down the steps, metal on meta on metal jingling as she walked towards the two kids and down the sidewalk. Eva smiled as she figured that if middle school was going to be the hormone filled hell that TV shows always made it out to be then at least she’d have Kim Lee around as a friend. 

Eva blinked as something small and hard hit her shoulder and she turned to stare at her Abuela through the now fully opened window. 

“No te robas los dulces.” She scolded but then smiled as she followed where Kim Lee went, an odd knowing look in her eyes Eva sometimes caught her doing toward her.

“Your new friend, yes?” She asked and Eva shrugged. 

“I guess.”

Her abuela nodded approvingly and smiled as she started to close the window, mumbling Kim Lee’s name under her breath. Eva rubbed the back of her neck and sat back down, looking at the candy bowl and blinking in confusion. She could have sworn there were more Snickers in the bowl just moments ago. 

[kenganparadise]

Could you make a relationship&nsfw headcanons for Jun Sekibayashi?🙊 I love that man❤️🙌🏻 thank you!

AHHH THANK YOU!! I love this man so much! I’ve been DYING for someone to request him!! Thank you!!

Sekibayashi-

• I will fully stand by the fact that Seki is one of the best- if not the best- partners in Kengan Ashura/omega. He’s one of the most nontoxic people to be around.

• With Someone he genuinely cares about he’s considerate, loving, honest, and he wears his heart on his sleeve.

• If Seki has a partner that suffers with mental illness- depression, anxiety, PTSD, panic disorder- he is the greatest to be around. When his S/O goes through a depressive episode he’s always there to motivate them. He is the king of motivational speeches. 

• He’s always there if his S/O is having a pannic/anxiety attack. “Shh Shhhh. You’re okay. You’re safe.” He whispers to them as he hold them in his arms. Hell rock them back and forth lovingly. He’s got their medication and a water ready to go.

• Seki is good at comforting and motivating people. It’s all apart of his natural charisma.

• He gives his S/O hugs everyday. He can’t go a day without giving his S/O physical affection. It’s a necessity. He’s a really physically affectionate guy. Even if he’s mad at his S/O he’ll always grumpily kiss their forehead.

• Seki tells his S/O exactly how he feels at any given moment even in front of his co-wrestlers. It’s known in SJPW that Seki and his partner are like parents so some of the other wrestlers. Seki is The mom of course 

• Especially Haruo. It’s really important to Seki that Haruo and his partner have a good relationship. Haruo is his adopted son after all.

• DON’T let him fool you. Sekibayashi Is a very hairy man. He just shaved his body hair to make himself more aerodynamic and also to avoid chafing while wrestling. If he’s got a break or is out due to an injury you bet your sweet ass that hair is going to be grown out.

• His chest hair is super sexy tho.

• Once wresting is back on its regularly scheduled program he will have to shave it all off again.... this means he might have to ask his S/O for help. His S/O would be minding their own business and “Babe I need help. I can’t reach this one section on my back. Can you help me please?” He’ll timidly peak his head in. “Dammit, Jun, not again.”

• Seki is a major cuddler. Especially at night. It doesn’t matter is it’s 90 F (32 C) outside and the AC isn’t working, Seki will try to cuddle. Even though he sweats up a storm he needs to be holding his S/O. Even if his S/O pushes him away hell still try. He also snores too, super loud.

• He has a mental list of all his S/O’s favorite foods, snacks, drinks, and deserts. He tries to surprise them often. Every time he’s out and spots their favorite treat he’s gotta stop.

• In fact, he memorizes all of their likes and dislikes, he wants to know everything that they enjoy. Everything he’s out shopping or just on an errand he’ll spot something they might like, he can’t help but buy and surprise them with it. His S/O’s favorite things become his favorite things. 

• Seki‘s love language is well... everything!! He wants to show his love in as many ways as possible. Through gifts, words of affirmation, quality Time, and so forth. There’s nothing Seki wont do for his beloved, he can never say no, and he can never stay mad.

• He is so incredibly loving. He will remind his S/O every day about how much they mean to him and how much they are loved and appreciated.

🔞WARNING NSFW AHEAD🔞

• Once again Seki is one of the best lovers in the Kenganverse. His ultimate goal is to pleasure his partner, he wants them a sweaty satisfied mess after he’s done with them.

• His kisses are breathtaking. He’s such a good kisser it’s not even funny (he practices on his pillow) He knows exactly how to leave his S/O gasping and breathless. He loves pulling away and seeing their bruised swollen lips.

• He’s sloppy with his tongue, he’s eager to taste and explore his S/O’s mouth.

• This man sucks toes and eats ass. No debate.

• He’s eager to please himself and his S/O. The first time he waits, he’s a patient man. He wants his S/O to make the first move. He doesn’t want to rush them, he wants them to make the first move when they’re ready.

• It’s date night at his place. He made popcorn and bought all of his S/O’s favorite snacks. The couple are on the couch enjoying the movie. He’s got an arm around his S/O and their head is on his chest.

• His beloved puts their hand on his thigh. Seki tenses, their hand is so close to his clothed crotch. His leg bounces. He controls himself and represses his sexual desires.

• Their hand moves up, closer. He gulps and stares down their hand. Their hand moves to the inside of his thigh. They know what their doing. But do they know what they’re doing to him?

• “Seki.” They purr. Hearing them say his name like that is enough to get the blood pumping. “Yes, Y/N?” He says under his breath. They turn to meet his eyes. The lovely eyes he can get lost in are clouded with lust. He licks his lips in anticipation before smashing them to their.

• Once the party has moved to the bedroom he slowly strips his S/O of their clothing. The first time he is going to make sweet love to his beloved.

• He’ll kiss up and down their body- he enjoys giving body worship. He’ll ask permission before removing each piece of clothing. Nipping and sucking up and down till he gets to their underwear.

• He takes them off with his teeth. Then he begins devouring them. He’s so good with his tongue. He’s sloppy and the sounds he makes is enough to make anyone blush.

• He’ll make his S/O cum at least once. But honestly he could go on all night just going down on them.

• “Remember we can stop whenever.” He lets his S/O know, and he holds true to that. If his S/O gets uncomfortable or wants to stop at any given moment he will. He won’t complain, he won’t get offended, but he will ask if they’re alright. He’s understanding and he wants his S/O to enjoy themselves.

• Seki is wearing protection of course. This man practices and preaches safe sex.

• He kisses them hard on the mouth as he uses his hand to lines himself up. He makes eye contact as he pushes himself in slowly.

• His dick is quite the stretch, he makes sure to coat himself up with lube for more comfort. His cock is fat. It’s a little thicker near the middle. He’s got a couple veins on the top, the tip is a nice deep red color. The skin is a little deeper than the skin on the rest of his body. He’s uncut. He manscapes if his S/O wants him too.

• His thrusts are slow at first, he kisses his S/O’s face. “You look so beautiful right now.” He purrs into their ear, he means every word.

• Slowly his thrusts will pick up speed. He cradles His S/O’s head in his hands, he kisses them deeply and swallows every moan. Between kisses he whispers how beautiful his S/O looks, how good they feel, and how hot they are. He gives them nothing but praise and he means every word.

• He makes sure his S/O cums before him. Then buries his face in the crook of their neck, his thrusts pick up speed. He moans their name as he cums. His loads are absolutely massive. 

• Seki is wonderfully and out of the bedroom. After the initial first time Seki will pretty much do whatever his S/O wants, he will indulge whatever kink they have. He’s eager to please.

• He does have a katoptronophilia kink. He loves sex in front of mirrors. He wants to watch himself fuck, and he wants to watch his S/O get fucked from every angles. He also really gets his rocks off from watching his S/O’s expression as they watch themselves in the mirror.

• He prefers love making, but he likes to get rough now and again. God he’s so strong. He can basically lift his S/O into any position and throw them around (if they’re into that of course) his hips can be wild as they trust into his S/O. Hell have them screaming in no time at all.

• Aftercare is One of Seki’s favorite moments, he loves cuddling with his S/O in the sticky sweaty afterglow. He thinks they look so beautiful. He’ll kiss their forehead and ask if he can do anything else for them.

[daydream-believin]

The Never Ending Roadtrip (tie the knot)

summary: (part 1) / (part 8)  fem!reader joins Douxie on his quest for Nari’s safety, he’ll need company wont he? PART 7) two weddings in one day for our lovely wizard couple.

warning: swearing, maybe? prolly tho, alcohol, the us government

word count: 3149

a/n: the target audience here is def me. ahahjdd i hurt myself writing this, bon appetit

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Y/n let her eyes wander through the strange place. She supposed this was a pawn shop of sorts, but not one a mortal would patron. Or even know about. She wasn’t entirely sure how she got there herself. This was technically a basement. Grungy, yet somehow fancy? There was sand on the floor, and a giant floor to ceiling glass pane that made up an entire wall, letting patrons know they were in the bottom of the river Cohansey. Which would be beautiful, had this not been New Jersey. The water was murky, trash floating by with the occasional fish. Big, slimy green fish that looked like they could swallow an old lady’s chihuahua. Or maybe a toddler. There were shelves and shelves of either the shittiest junk you ever saw or things that looked like they belonged in an Egyptian tomb. Best not to touch anything. Y/n couldn’t clearly remember the entrance to this place, or entering, but that must have been a part of the concealment magic in place.

Douxie wasn’t kidding when he said they’d sign the papers tomorrow. He found himself acting fast, in case she changed her mind. She wouldn’t, of course. But just in case. While it would seem rushed to any outsiders, it didn’t feel so to him. Might as well have taken an eternity. A millennium. He had known her for years, was her best friend for years, he knew everything about her. She knew everything about him. It became much more apparent when suddenly she had the skill to do nothing but look at him and know something was amiss. Despite his best poker face he’d developed over the centuries, capable of fooling even the most observant of company. Not her. He had hoped she felt as strongly towards him as he her. He still had his insecurities and doubts, even if these rings could prove it.

He paid no mind to the big slimy green fish that flashed their large teeth to patrons. Douxie dug through the box of loose rings, looking for something specific, surely. Different enchantments, different curses, different styles, he needed to find the perfect pair. The sound of metal clattering was starting to become grating to the other patrons of the pawn shop. It was way too early for such clanging. Sure, it was afternoon, but still. Douxie had already found one for him, he just needed to dig around a little bit longer to find one for Y/n. He had already found several that could work, a bronze one shaped like tree branches around an emerald stone, a dainty silver braided band to bind, and an amethyst solitaire with calming qualities. None of these were right. Perhaps settling wouldn- Eureka, there it was. A nice gold band, the mate to the silver toned one for him, engraved with the matching runes, protection for them as they were together.

Douxie happily purchased the rings from the man behind the glass counter, to the relief of the other patrons. He found Y/n locked in a staring contest with one of those toothy fish. He pulled her away, assuring her that Fish don’t have eyelids, Love. Strange, she could have sworn that one did. He opened his palm, showing her the rings. She squealed, to the annoyance of the other patrons. They needed to get out of her before someone kicked them out.

They didn’t have to spend anything on dress/tux rentals, all thanks to Hisirdoux brand magic clothes. Y/n did manage to squeeze Archie into a little bowtie, much to the dragon-cat’s dismay. Y/n made sure to get a snapshot of it for archie_the_emo_kitty. Unlike Archibald, Nari was more than willing to boast formal wear. With all those wedding dresses she’d looked at with Y/n in mind, she begged Douxie to give her a little poufy green dress. Doux snuck in some smoky quartz as beading. Just a little extra protection never hurts. She was a very happy forest child, and spent a lot of time spinning around and around, fascinated by how the fabric flounced. She was very eager to do her part once Y/n explained to her what a flower girl was. Nari was going to be the best girl of flowers. Flowers grew from her hair.

The bowtie wrestled around Archie’s little neck matched the one around Douxie’s. Archie was technically the best man, of course. Some might think having a cat as your best man a bit sad, but there was no truer friend than Archie. And while Archie made them believe he was disgruntled at his state, this was only to preserve his pride. He would do anything if to make his brother, his familiar, smile. Even wearing a stupid blue bowtie and standing next to him during some sort of ceremony. Archie had to admit, he was surprised. Well, not surprised about them marrying, just that it was happening so soon. He knew his wizard’s heart could get ahead of him sometimes, so what was really surprising was learning that miss L/n proposed it. Perhaps those two were more alike than he knew.

Douxie looked really good in his suit, Y/n thought. Of course, anyone looks good in one, but Douxie looked extra good. Very handsome. It wasn’t a tuxedo, but he still opted for black with a little blue embroidery, and of course the blue bowtie. Very classic Douxie. Y/n wouldn’t have it any other way. He tried slicking back his hair but Y/n stopped him. No need to hide that perfect fringe, thank you. She braided a few of the strands down the side of it but not enough to obstruct it. There, that was good enough. Different but still the classic Douxie look. He laughed as she fussed with it. Some wildflowers he and Y/n picked earlier that morning were pinned to his lapel.

Y/n held a bunch of the same wildflowers in her hands. Not exactly a bouquet, but enough. She and Doux had woven some of them into crowns for each other to wear, respectively, for the day. It was a trollish tradition she thought was adorable. Picking the flowers together, weaving them into headpieces for the other to wear, a sort of unity thing. How beautiful.

Y/n actually made her own dress without Douxie’s help, as seeing the bride in her dress before the wedding was bad luck, after all. Douxie had taught her the spell, and she had been practicing an awful lot. It wasn’t perfect, but it did turn out to be exactly what she wanted. Y/n ran her hands down her sides, Not too frilly, not too sexy. Soft, sweet and romantic. And her. It looked like her. She hoped Doux would like it. He did.

She left her hair down. Douxie had made a comment once, way back when, that he thought it looked beautiful loose. She hadn’t meant for him to see it then. Douxie liking it was hard for fathom, considering her aunt had drilled into her head that loose hair was for loose minds, silly people not to be taken seriously. One’s hair should only be down when bathing or changing, especially not around others. In a way, leaving her hair loose like this was an expression of intimacy.

While they went to sign the papers officially in the eyes of the US government, the real wedding was out in the forest, with the trolls. Still, they figured they should tie their legal identities together, it’s not like a troll can actually officiate. Despite their legal identities being temporary and they would definitely have to forge new documents in half a century, they needed this for taxes and all that jazz. Y/n was going to make Douxie combine their bank accounts eventually. An efficient end to their ‘no, let me pay’ fights. But now wasn’t the time for finances. This was about love. And despite this not being the real wedding, Y/n still felt giddy.

The air in the courthouse smelled like dust and tobacco, and it felt like vague memories of confusion and bureaucracy. Strange memories, yet somehow nostalgic. At first the employees weren’t going to let Archie into the building, but once Douxie picked him up and showed him off, explaining that he was the best man, they couldn’t help but let him and his little bowtie in. That’s the thing about being cute, you often get away with murder.

Standing in front of the judge was daunting, even though Douxie knew he did nothing wrong. This time. He was just here to sign that marriage license. What a wonderful piece of paper, covered in calligraphy, stating that he legally belonged to Y/n and Y/n legally belonged to him. Such a fragile thing, in his hands. He would preserve it. Save it for centuries. The witness was a stranger, but that didn’t matter. Archie was the real witness, but alas cats have no power in court. Y/n blushed under Douxie’s gaze as they signed their names to the document. She looked ethereal in that dress, with the flowers in her hair. Even thought they were in a stuffy courtroom with people paying for traffic tickets, she was a goddess, standing here next to him, signing her soul to him. He would return the gesture with his whole chest. And he did.

They slipped the rings onto each other’s fingers, and it was done. Douxie looked back into Y/n’s eyes. His wife’s eyes. His heart may have stopped with that thought. His wife’s eyes.

Y/n was vibrating with energy as they left the courthouse. It was infectious, and soon Douxie was bouncing on his toes too. They couldn’t help but keep smiling. This was just the beginning. Time for the ceremony. Well, at least neither of them had to worry about cold feet. Y/n squeezed Douxie’s hand three times as they set off for the forest. He returned the gesture, kissing the top of her head for good measure.

Once they arrived at the shaded area the trolls had gathered in, Y/n sucked in a breath. It was just, so lovely. They were sitting in a circle, the center being where the wedding couple were to stand. Wildflowers decorated the ground. Nari had made sure they were arranged nicely. While Y/n didn’t know all of these trolls, she was delighted that most of her old pals were here. A few weren’t, but only because they hadn’t made it through the eternal night a few months ago. Surely their spirits were here. The atmosphere felt too much like love and support for them to not be. One of the trolls was strumming a lute of some sort. There was a baby troll who looked like they must have been carried here while they were napping and was now bewildered as to what was going on. Douxie may not know many of the trolls himself, but their presence felt right. And it made Y/n happy. A perfectly good reason for anything nowadays.

Y/n hooked her arm through Douxie’s as he led her to the center of the circle. The gentle lute music played as they kneeled, ready to begin. The music stopped and the officiant started. The officiant was an older troll, who could’ve rivaled Vendel in terms of ancientness. Neither Douxie nor Y/n payed him much attention, locked in each other’s gazes as he read off the sacred trollish wedding texts. A breeze blew through, blowing their hair, and a strand stayed in Y/n’s eyes even after it stopped. Douxie gently brushed it away, and was so caught up in the tender action he almost missed the officiant ask him to join his hand with Y/n’s.

“We are gathered here to witness the binding of two souls. Do you, Hisirdoux Casperan, and you, Y/n L/n, come here of your own free will, to be bound to each other in life and love for the rest of eternity?”

“Aye” Douxie and Y/n offered in unison.

“Then it shall be done.” The officiant tied the handfasting ribbon around their joined hands. A golden light shone through the ribbon, a little bit of magic.

Douxie placed his free hand under Y/n’s jaw. “You are the blood of my blood and the bone of my bone. I give you my body, and I give you my spirit. May you always drink from my cup. May I always be by your side through life and though that which comes after.” I will protect you always My Love.

Y/n was somehow able to catch her breath long enough to repeat the words back to him. “You are the blood of my blood and the bone of my bone. I give you my body, and I give you my spirit. May you always drink from my cup. May I always be by your side through life and though that which comes after.” You’ll never be lonely again Dewdrop.

“May the union now be sealed” Douxie and Y/n took this as a ‘you may now kiss the bride’ as trolls don’t kiss. Y/n was pretty sure trolls touched foreheads instead, as she’d seen Blinky and Arrgh do that often. She did as such to Douxie before kissing him. It slightly confused him, but he still recognized the affection.

There was no one there but them. Douxie deepened the kiss, melting into his beloved, his wife. Y/n matched it with fervor, but pulled away just as fast, almost making him whine. He opened his eyes, getting ready to pout, but was knocked back into remembering where he was. Oh, yeah, there actually were other people. His bad.

As the sun went down and the reception started, many trolls said many things and yet Douxie had no idea what was being said. He found it very hard to focus on anything that was not Y/n in this moment. A celebration was being had, yet the only important thing was the hand clasped in his and the cool feeling of metal he would soon get used to. He couldn’t wait to get used to it, as if it were nothing but a part of his skin. He could vaguely make out what song the lute troll was currently playing, one that reminded him of his younger years, and boy, did he feel young next to Y/n.

He led her into a dance, as this was a song perfect for dancing, of course. Y/n laughed. She hadn’t expected their first dance to start so soon. The light of the setting sun cast an orange glow as they flitted around joyously. At the end of the song, Douxie lifted Y/n and spun her around. A few nearby trolls, already drunk on bright green grog, raised their mugs and gave a cheer. A toast, one supposes. Y/n giggled at how quickly Douxie put her down after that, face flushed.

The red, orange, and yellow leaves of the trees around them seemed to be amplified by the sunset. It was one of the most beautiful things Y/n had seen, and perfect ambience for the best day of her life. The sound of the lute songs, birds chirping, and trolls chattering was the sound track. She’d play it on repeat if she could. She could feel Douxie’s shoulder brushing hers, and smell the comforting scent of cloves that clung to him. With every peck she could taste the red wine on his lips.

Now that the sun had gone down, magic candles were lit throughout, lighting the festivities. The trolls took this as the signal to bring out the food and start the feast. And feast they did. Nari was very interested in their food, and while Y/n wasn’t very positive she should let the veggie lady eat half of whatever this stuff was, Y/n didn’t care to police her this day. Nari can suffer the consequences of her curiosity for once. Y/n was too busy being wrapped up in Doux.

There was a very tall cake, resting on a flat rock. Must be one of Jim’s recipes he taught them while he was with them. Or it was a traditional troll recipe. No matter, wizard digestive systems are pretty strong and stranger things had been eaten. It was decorated beautifully, with the wildflowers and florets of what was either icing or plaster. Either way it would be delicious, whether it be made with flour and spices or gypsum and cat blood. Whatever it was, it smelled heavenly as Y/n smashed it into Douxie’s pretty face.

He should have been expecting that. He had hoped she’d be sweet and gently feed him but he supposed the temptation was too great for his mischievous bride. A cheshire cat grin replaced his adoring expression as he grabbed a glob himself and smeared it across her features in retaliation. Y/n burst out laughing, grabbing him by the collar to kiss him and get them even more messy. Douxie’s lips tasted sweet, so it must be one of Jim’s icing recipes. Archie was glad he over by the rock and not next to them, in the splatter zone.

The dancing lasted all night. The candles, the full moon, and the stars cast a romantic glow to the celebration. The full moon was the perfect moon, a blessing for their big day. Douxie was very thankful for lute troll, this is exactly what he pictured his wedding sounding like when he was a boy. He twirled Y/n around effortlessly and endlessly, he wasn’t sure he’d ever tire of this. Her soft hands in his, he absolutely knew he’d never tire of. The trolls taught them a few of their traditional dances too, Y/n seemed to really have fun with those. At one point, Y/n danced with Nari, a cheerful little ditty, and Douxie thought it was the new most adorable thing he’s ever seen. It was cuteness overload, he may have to go sit down for a bit and let his heart catch up with him. However, It wasn’t long before Y/n pulled him back onto the dance floor once again.

After the feast was devoured, conversation lulled, and the music faded, the trolls packed up and headed back to trollmarket. The light of the candles was getting dim. Still, Douxie and Y/n stayed, swaying in each other’s arms. The music may have left, but they didn’t need it. They hummed to each other as Douxie leaned over to Y/n’s ear, to sing her a song he had written for her, not too long ago. She could feel his breath on the shell of her ear as he whispered the words meant just for her. Y/n let her eyes slip closed as this man, her husband, sang his heart to her in this private moment. She wished she had a poem prepared for him. Sure, she’d written plenty, but none of the words seemed quite strong enough anymore.

[notomodo]

employed by Lucifer himself | no. 1

† hello this is going to be the first chapter in the series, before you read anything i’ll have you know that tumblr wont allow me to post multiple links in one post so if you are looking for the next chapter (check the top of my page to see if there is another one or not) just search up ‘chapter ___’. I’ll have it tagged. Enjoy~ †

You had opened up the store at 8:00 am exact. Ugh its too early for this shit. You thought as you slumped into the stool behind the counter thinking about wether or not your boss would actually show up today. 

Recently Chrollo has not come in to help you out from time to time. He’d say he’s busy when you asked, but that was about it. 

The bell above the door rang as someone stepped into the small shop. “good morning y/n.” You raised your head from your arms to look up at the black haired man.

“morning.” You managed to mumble out before putting your head back where it was.

He smiled at your sleepiness and walked to the back room to put his coat away. (He wears normal clothes in this 💀) 

“any customers yet?” He asked when he made his way back to where you were.

“Chrollo it has been 10 minutes since i opened the shop.” You stared up at him, falling into a trance when his grey eyes met your e/c ones.

“i know, I’m just joking.” He smiled again while still holding eye contact with you.

It didn’t last long though when someone barged through the door. “Chrollo.” The mysterious man grumbled as he stomped towards the two of you. “long time no see.” 

“do i know you...?” He questioned the man in front of him. The guy sighed and snapped his fingers. Suddenly we were in a dark room, with my aSS ON THE FLOOR CAUSE THERE WAS NO FUCKING CHAIR.

Oh also that guy was now some sorta demon looking thing. But yeah....still no chair 😐.

“this any better?” He (chrollo) nodded his head.

“oH BITCH ASS PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!” You yelled as you struggled against whoever was holding you. 

“shut up you dumb bitch.” They said before flying up off the ground with you still in their arms.

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Lol cliffhanger 🤪 hope you liked it tho

[astrologysvt]

Mingyu’s Ideal Type - Natal Chart Reading

For ideal types, I’m not going to be doing specific placements of their ideal partner. Instead, I’m gonna be listing personality traits I think would mesh well with them, as well as focus on their needs and the kind of person who could meet them. what this reading cannot account for is the compromising the members would do on their end for their s/o. so just keep in mind this is only half of the whole picture!

lmfao having mingyu towards the end of this reading cycle is wild. 

i was running out of my ways to say “communication” and “intellect” thanks to all the air in the rest of svt. 

so now i’m gonna try and get through this WHOLE READING without saying those words EVER AGAIN

he’s definitely going to want a very playful relationship. 

so someone who can keep up with his energy when it peaks. 

someone who will hype him up when necessary

or at the very least, someone who wont try and cramp his style if he decides he wants to do something fun or show off. 

with an aries venus, he’s going to be drawn to those who have very warm and active energies about them. 

it also makes him a mixture of ULTRA AFFECTIONATE and suuuuper mischievous when it comes to his s/o. 

he likes to poke fun and joke around. 

so someone who wants to be smothered in love who will return the sentiment

but also someone who will receive his more playful antics while also giving him a very satisfying back-and-forth. 

i imagine he’s very good at exchanging this role where he’s the one joking around and his s/o is like 😔smh 

but then his more rational and doting virgo mars comes out and he can be the one whose like 😔while his s/o goes out and makes a fool of themselves. 

he has a very earnest and clumsy way of approaching relationships. 

aries venus’ tend to have very “childlike” and light-hearted (albeit a little unrealistic) ideas of how to impress their s/o. 

he wants to come across cool, wants to show off and show up for his s/o where there is this whole dynamic of “look at what i can do!!” and “i can handle it no problem” 

and it’s all with the hope that he can look skilled, competent, and honestly just hot. 

but then you have these earth influences through taurus and virgo in his mercury and mars respectively, and this sentiment also comes from a much more grounded and modest place. 

so you can really trust he’d still do those things even if he didn’t receive the fanfare (although he does truly appreciate it)

as i said, virgo placements are naturally very doting and earth in general strongly values physical/concrete representations of commitment/presence in relationships. 

virgo is the influence of lifestyle, domesticity, and healing. 

and so he wants someone who will let him take care of them, who is receptive and appreciative of these efforts. 

he wouldn’t really vibe well with someone who was overly independent to the point they resisted said help. 

it also adds an appreciation for the routine, and so he’s looking for someone who can integrate themselves into his life in ways that maintain structure and order. 

it also makes him love the mundane things! 

like cooking dinner together, doing chores together, shopping together, or honestly just sitting around maybe reading or watching tv. 

mingyu is super interesting tho because he has two sides to him.

he is a very passionate, straight-forward, and magnanimous person but he also has a chart that’s simultaneously very sensitive, reserved, and potentially retreated. 

his initial energy is pretty unrelenting with an aries sun at the helm of his chart. 

his chart really spares no expense when it comes to life and love. 

to put it in perspective, you have cap influences which spare no expense in the sense of being resourceful and hating waste or anything ancillary. 

and then you have aries influences that see no need to be reserved or stingy in any sense.  

nothing is put to waste and THEN SOME with aries placements. 

and this is certainly true with mingyu, and so having someone who leans into that passion, enthusiasm, and generousity would be great for him. 

someone who would find his clumsy, innocent, and potentially blunt approach to romance endearing. 

this also makes him a very affectionate, open, and attached person. 

i imagine once he has feelings for someone, it probably takes milliseconds before he starts flirting and joking around with them. 

he truly does not waste time on that front

(although he also has these placements that make him one of the most adorable, flustered, and smitten guys when he has a crush). 

he really likes that feeling of “conquest” when it comes to wooing someone

and so he may like someone who isn’t as assertive who he can approach first (although he will not have patience for someone who plays hard to get). 

and then obviously that aries brings a sense of energy to relationships.

but what’s interesting with mingyu is that i wouldn’t necessarily say he needs a super exciting and adventurous relationship because of that. 

with a pisces moon, taurus mercury, and virgo mars -- he’s actually a pretty calm and leisurely guy himself. 

he may want to do a bunch of different things with his s/o, and so someone who is open for adventure and new experiences would be great.

but as i said before, with a virgo mars that puts an emphasis towards domesticity, i imagine he’d be pretty satisfied with a more mellow and realistic relationship once it settles past the honeymoon phase. 

so that sense of excitement may speak to what peaks his interest romantically as well as his initial approach, but longterm he’s looking for something much more predictable and reasonable. 

aries placements can also be pretty protective. 

once he’s bonded with someone, he’s going to have a very “they’re mine” attitude. 

he wants their attention, he wants to be the first on their list, and dislikes competition or anything that can give him insecurity in this sense 

(although his chart makes him very kind-hearted, forgiving, and gentler than someone with a more “pure” aries energy). 

he wants to be the best in every single category in their eyes which isn’t particularly the most realistic mindset. 

so it’d be great if his s/o would play along, do what they can to make him feel good, and will put him on this pedestal to a degree

but also someone who can be realistic, sweet, and caring when they have to kinda of let him down or assert their own boundaries/preferences

like “i love you babe but this is ridiculous” 

cuz he also doesn’t really like getting scolded or told what to do, but is very receptive and accommodating to others so long as the approach is clear yet gentle and very non-chastising.

and this just stems from his desire to do good by his partner. 

even if he doesn’t succeed in his attempts or it comes across weird, he really just wanted to do something nice for his s/o, wanted to protect them, and wanted them to be proud of him. 

so having that acknowledged at the core of it is very important. 

if his partner is overly critical and doesn’t take into account his positive intention, he’s going to feel frustrated and neglected 

and this is because he DOES have this super clumsy aries inflence. 

he can be rather impulsive, or at the very least not overly concerned with the vast implications of his actions, and so he isn’t wholly paying attention to every single thing he’s doing. 

and so someone who is more knit-picky and more detail focused when trying to interpret actions wouldn’t be compatible with him. 

i feel especially with a fire sun and water moon, he may struggle with his actions not fully lining up with his intentions. 

and so that dynamic would get very discouraging over time. 

i see this all the time with jeonghan, that infamous sister sign combo. 

jeonghan is much more nuanced in how he interprets actions. 

where as mingyu is much more literal, plain, and straight-forward himself. 

lol like during their breakfast vlive in nyc. 

mingyu was like “i’m a good roommate” 

and jeonghan was like “uhhh?? i’m a good roommate too????? excuse you???” 

and mingyu was like “i know???”

like he didn’t mean to imply jeonghan wasn’t a good roommate but it came across that way to someone like jeonghan who is very mindful of implications. 

lol that may not be the best example, but it’s good that whoever mingyu is dating understand there really isn’t any hidden meaning or hidden agenda with him. 

or if there is, he’s incredibly bad at hiding it.

what you see is what you get, and over interpretation runs the risk of causing unnecessary conflict. 

but then we get into the other side of his interesting dichotomy. 

while he is this very dedicated, loving, and attached person thanks to his aries influences. 

he also has a lot in his chart that indicates he needs a great deal of freedom and space. 

his aries influences assert their independence and autonomy without thinking twice, and being restrained in that regard may frustrate him if he has to start second guessing everything he does. 

although those pisces/virgo placements do make him very considerate in comparison, so it’s more so ensuring that he isn’t being restrained in ways he feels needless or petty. 

then his pisces moon strongly indicates that he’s the type to need space to process emotions and life in general. 

pisces moons are very reactive, empathetic people and can often times get overwhelmed if they aren’t given room to breath. 

he takes in everything and absorbs all of the energies given to him, and then his aries influences come in and insist he needs to be a part of the action at all times

so there is a strong potential to kind of wear himself out if he isn’t careful. 

so while he is very go, go, go with that aries 

he’s going to need to retreat every now and again thanks to that pisces moon. 

so someone who is understanding of that who can give him that room to breath, who wont question it, and can simply let him be. 

it’d also be great if they can read him well, as once he’s at that point he may not be the most verbal in his discomfort. 

he may honestly just leave once hes had enough and decides he needs to turn off the noise. 

but with that pisces moon in general, this does make him a very emotionally intelligent person although he may not fully understand it himself.

rather than verbally, he’s going to bond with someone through emotional closeness and understanding. 

and so he’d like someone who is receptive to that, who doesn’t put as much emphasis on verbal connection who’d return the favor of keeping themselves sensitive and empathetic to him. 

otherwise the relationship may feel superficial to him if everything needs to be explicitly stated or asked for, which is reinforced by the lack of air in his chart. 

he doesn’t always want to talk things out, he sometimes just wants to leave them be and sit in it. 

and someone who picks and prods to the point of excess in that sense would really frustrate him. 

SO IN GENERAL. 

a sense of humor and excitement is key with him. 

he wants a relationship filled with laughter. 

he doesn’t want a relationship that weighs too heavily to him. 

there should be an equal attempt on both parts to keep things light, supportive, and unrestrictive. 

there should also be this sense of amplification. 

he wants to be encouraged and uplifted.

that aries can make him so energetic and antsy, and so having a receptive and equally playful partner to release that energy with is something he really likes.

but beyond that, i think he has a very realistic idea of the type of relationship he wants ultimately. 

he wants a very supportive s/o. 

someone who makes him feel good about himself and boosts his confidence when necessary. 

but more realistically, he wants someone he can build a life with and offer that support to in more concrete ways. 

he’s so affectionate, so loving, and so generous. 

he really wants someone he can dote on, take care of, and who will offer the same courtesy to him. 

and honestly just someone who is going to accept and appreciate everything in excess he wants to give

may it be affection, empathy, forgiveness, understanding, support, service and all that cute adorable mingyu stuff. 

[oh-for-fic-sake]

A Climb Chapter Two

Superman catches you again this time he follows through then delivers you to Clark.

Masterlist

Chapter One

Warnings:Adult situations +18, Slight Smut, Spanking ,Slight Daddy kink

A Climb Chapter Two

was two weeks later and you'd all but forgotten about your little interaction with the man of steel, well forgot repressed one of the two. You found yourself on a job with Clark, a bog standard peice on the the air quality in down town and you decided a birds eye veiw of traffic would suffice for the image maybe if you could get a traffic jam? That would be ideal. You made your way through town with him.

"So I want to do a birds eye view of downtown traffic, I was thinking by the shopping quater, you know where the shitty new intersection is?" He have you a side glance confused

"Yeah we could get a helicopter or somthing?" he said giving you a side glance you shook your head

"Nah no need I can find somewhere" he frowned at you stopping taking hold of your arm making you stop and face him

"Really theres no balconies there tho how would you get it?" You chuckled at him patting his arm always the sweet worry wort.

"Dont you worry Im a good climber Im sure I will find a way" his grip tightedn on your arm and he shook his head

"Absolutly not! no you are not risking your life for a photo we will do something else" you frowned that sounded familiar but you didn't dwell on it to irritated.

"Hey whoa I can do it Ive done it before-"

"I said no! You better not its to dangerous" he sounded stern you'd never seen him like this before, sweet lovable Clark trying to put his foot down? hell you didn't think he had it in him.

"Im serious" you sighed at him knowing you probably wont get any where with him

"Fine I wont god I will do something else" you said still intending to do it just without him knowing going to walk on he tugged you back to him pointing an accusing finger in your face.

"You say that like I dont know your still gonna try... I mean it y/n...You-you do and your ass is mine." You frowned tilting your head to stare at him

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"It means you disobey me on this and I'm gonna toast your ass your not climbing. You could fall and then what? No not going to happen" You took a step back blushing brightly at his words he gave you a look he was serious.

"What the fuck you sound just like the boyscout"

"Boyscout?" You scoffed tugging your arm free and walking around him

"Nevemind doesnt matter" he growled at your dismissal following you into the office. Nothing else was mentioned that day but you was seething for two reasons one how dare he threaten you like that and two how dare your body get aroused over it....So you will admit you have a crush on the big teddy bear, well if you call being hoplessly in love with him a crush. You packed up your things up still in a temper as Clark came up behind you tall and brooding.

"Y/n I meant what I said earlier dont do it I will find out." You sighed then turned to him smileing bright

"Good night Clark see you tomorrow" then slipped away from him and out of the building. Once home you changed and headed out down towards the shopping quarter, it wasn't long befor you found yourself 12 stories up on one of the flat roofs laying on your front head behind the camara hanging over the edge taking photos of the manic traffic so focused on the task you didnt notice a certain hero landing behind you until.

"HOLY SHIT!" you jumped rolling over as someone tapped you with there foot, laying on your side you glared at him

"YOU? Again? Are you fucking mad?! What the hell you sneaking up on me for-Hey wait what are you doing?" The fire was sucked out of your second question as he just sighed hoisting you up one arm around your waist you wiggled and kicked out

"Hey let go! Put me down!" you tried beating on his abdomen but just hurt your own hands.

"What did I warn you last time?" You froze as he sat on a low brick wall taking you across his lap. You screeched finally realizing what he had planned.

"No! nonononono stop its for work! Please it was for work dont Spank me I'm sorry! Dont you dare touch me!!" you tried scrabbling away hissing and screeching like a banshee swaying between sounding scared and small to firey and livid , you was silenced momentarily by a swift slap on the backs of your thighs. You quickly tried to smother your back end with your hands

"Yes Clark told me to watch out for you tonight he also told me that he'd warned you against climbing." You frowned

"CLARK!? As in Kent? How the hell do you know him?!"

"I've been doing interviews for him and Lois for months" he explained casually...you had completely forgot about that

"Wait hold on You spoke to him? When? How the hell did you start talking about me? Did-did you tell him to-IT WAS YOU!! YOU TOLD HIM TO THREATEN TO SPANK ME?!?" He chuckled if only you knew

"Somthing like that yes...They have both told me about you in past interveiws, the photographer who is always jumping in head first I wasn't convinced until I found you on the crane. Clark wasnt happy when I let him know what you've been upto so I may have suggested a solution." You kicked out trying to twist away from him but he took it all in his stride.

"How dare you!? you are not my fucking keeper and neither is he!! I don't have to answer to either of you now let gooo!"

"You are not going anywhere until I have met out your punishment. And you want to hope that Clark doesnt decided to add to it he was very angry... He loves you ,you know" you froze turning to face him blushing your heart fluttering befor shaking your head

"Wh-what? Bullshit" he collected your hands in one holding them behind you

"Yes he does thats why he asked me to look out for you and after this I will be dropping you off to him, I'm sure he will have alot to say knowing just how naughty you have been" you squirmed around trying to break free from him only now realizing that he had captured your hands but to no avail.

"NOO! no please please don't do that"

"Do what? spank you or hand you over?"

"Both!" He sighed and tilted you forward striking your bottom his large hand covering it entirely you yelped loud as another spank was placed then another igniting a quick burn in the seat of your sweats quickly one after another was placed and you cried and yelped each time as the heat built very quickly yet you could feel your panties getting damp as each jolt of his palm forced you to clench making your clit throb below you. He was methodical and patient he took his time rubbing soothingly between spanks as he carefully brought your ass to a stinging throb. You whined low embarrassed as you could felt yourself heating up all over your nipples hard rubbing against your bra as you rocked forward with each well placed open palm on you bottom. It hurt burned even but not as much as it could have.

"I hope you feel ashamed of your self right now, I have never had to resort to this with anyone ever. Your just a naughty little brat!" his scolding made you groan, his words went straight to your clit that was straining against your wet panties you rubbed your thighs together slightly trying to ease your arousal. He paused pulling down your sweats you bucked harshly wriggling trying to throw him off but he just held tight tucking the waist band down your thigh's before peppering stinging hot slaps across your twitching thighs. you cried fat tears falling as it sunk in just how humiliating this was. He paid no mind concentrating on the task at hand trying to hold back his excitement as he glimpsed your damp panties leaving bright red hand prints all across your thighs and bottom painting it red. You withered under his palm kicking out and wailing as he blistered your ass efficiency finally giving in you mewled loud weeping slumped across his lap no longer trying to escape but just taking it crying your heart out.

"Pl-please I'm sorry I wont do it again please!" How could this have been your fantasy? being spanked until you truly cry with no hope of getting away, you covered your face partly in humiliation as even as the thoughts crossed your mind your walls were twitching rippling in on themselves throbbing hot and leaking even with your burning bruised bottom somewhat on display

"There not such a brat now with a hot bottom are you? are you going to behave now?"

"Y-yes pl-please stop it hurts pleeeeaasse!" you felt mortified as you begged feeling another small flood of arousal stick your panties to your puffy lips, wetting your clit making you moan into your hands you were going to cum. You gasped through your tears as the thought struck you. You couldn't, you held back clenching tight trying to stop the warmth coiling in your tummy a punishment in itself trying to hold back not wanting to humiliate your self like that in front of any one least of all him. What if he told Clark? he'd think you was a freak. He left one final heavy spank across the bottom curve of your swollen red cheeks almost catching your pussy making it twitch so close to cumming on him that you began crying almost hysterically. He pulled up your sweats tilting you up right in front of him still sobbing holding your face wiping your face trying to stop the tear gathering your bag he tucked his arm below your sore ass making you hiss."Hold on" was all the warning you got before he took of from the roof heading back to the residential side of town landing on the roof. Placing you on your feet handing you your bag and opened the fire escape that lead into the building.

"Number 14 and I will be out here watching, if I have to come in there then you will get another spanking" you whined looking up at him pathetically.

"P-please take me home- I d-don't want to-"

"Get in there now young lady!" you squeaked running through the door not wanting to argue and risk getting another ass whopping from him. Once inside you crept down the stairs you knew where Clark lived, you'd been here a few times for coffee or going threw photos with him for the articles. You sniffed wiping your nose and eyes trying to pull yourself together you sighed and knocked quietly on his door head down not entirely sure what to expect you didn't have long to dwell on it  as he opened the door standing aside

"In" was all he said you shuffled in past him as he slammed the door shut you jumped whimpering feeling tears well again as you fidgeted in front of him.

"He told me already...Why? why did you disobey me?" you shrugged not looking up feeling ashamed that superman had aready told him what had happened. He lifted your face to look at him the crossed his arms

"Y/n I wont ask again" you avoided his eyes shifting from one foot to the other.

"I just wanted to get a good photo.... wasn't that high." he  locked his jaw tilting his head to the side before snapping at you

"High enough!! and if you fell, you know Im glad I asked him to watch out for you! I was terrified when he told me he found you up a fucking crane. A crane? y/n, but I though that a near death experience and a threat from him would do it but no, you just go running off doing what you want." you looked up at him

"Clark stop I'm hurt and upset and don't need a lecture from you! the only reason I'm here is because he made me. quit yelling at me!!"

"I know that, and Im glad he seems to have left an impression because thats what you need!"

"And how do you know what I need? WHy do you care anyway? no one asked you to!! just butt out!!" you shouted stomping at him throwing your bag to the floor wiping your eyes,upset, frustrated aroused and still confused as fuck. He squared his shoulders

"No I will not but out!!" you gripped your hair just about read to cry again

"Why?!"

"Because I love you!" you gasped at him stepping back

"What?" you asked quietly shaking your head trying to back away he followed pulling you to him in a tight hug tucking you below his chin trapping you.

"I love you and I don't want to loose you, thats why I wont butt out, not any more, fuck sake I got superman to keep and eye out, I thought it'd be enough. Knowing that he was watching you, but its not. I want to be there, to look after you, protect you myself" you sniffled then wrapped your arms around him wetting his shirt with your silent tears shaking with your sobs everything was catching up to you, he sighed rubbing your back.

"I didn't mean to, I just wanted it to be good I was careful, I always am I promise"

"You were hanging off the side y/n thats not being careful" he scolded lightly hoisting you up getting you to wrap your legs around him you hissed as his hands settled on your ass he chuckled.

"Wow he did do a number on you huh? I can feel the heat through these bottoms" you flushed tucking your face into his neck.

"Claaarrk stop" you whined he just continued to his bed room taking you with him kissing your head.

"I'll let you off this time as he has done my job for me, but don't expect it again and Ive asked him to keep an eye out for you from now on" you nuzzled him as he laid down with you on his bed before pulling off your trainers and sweats you blushed trying to cover yourself not wanting him to see proof of you punishment he batted your hands away then whistled low

"Wow he really did lay into you..I can see why you came down he like he told you to...remind me to thank him." you pouted at him

"Nooo stooop it" rolling over hiding your face as he poked the underside of your cheeks peeking out from your panties. Before he leaned down placing a quick kiss on each making you jolt up he only pushed you back down trailing kisses up your back then sucked on the back of your neck you whined feeling his weight on top of you tilting your head to the side.

"Cl-clark what?-" he shushed you then started suckling lightly lathering your neck with his tongue and teeth you gasped rubbing your thighs together the feeling of his trousers on your hot skin made it sting in the best way your clit began throbbing you grinded it against the covers below you sighing, your not sure just how this happened but you didn't care in this moment choosing to indulge. He pulled back rocking lightly against you holding your hips still making you moan, spreading your legs trying to make him slip between them he did placing his knees at your thighs spreading them.

"And whats this?" you snapped out of it realizing your mistake trying to close your legs but it was to late as he moved a hand to your soaked panties, you tried dragging yourself from under him but he placed a solid hand to the curve of your back prodding at you, you arched keening as his fingers began to explore rubbing slow circles slowly building you up, you panted unable to stop rocking on him, coating your slit in your own arousal pulling his hand up before your face letting you see your own mess coating his fingers you turned away mortified he rolled beside you with a cheeky grin still waving his coated fingers in front of you.

"I wonder what caused this then? seems someone has a little secret" he wiped it off on the pillow by your face digging his fingers into your sore ass massaging a little making you moan

"Ah, I know maybe my little spitfire has just wanted to be tamed all along? I should have known, all the bratting and false bravado was just to get daddies attention... well now you have it, and you'll have to endure it" you tensed as his voice lowered as he whispered in your ear you shuddered before leaning in kissing him innocently at first but quickly taking your breath away as he cupped the back of your head tasting you it felt like he trying to devour you just as quick as it began he pulled back with a cheeky grin.

"Good night babe" he lied down on his side dragging you close holding you against him.

"Wh-what Clark hey don't- you can't go to sleep now?" he peeked an eye open at you

"Your not getting to cum tonight oh no after the stunt you pulled? or have you forgotten. Maybe tomorrow if you behave" you gaped at him slapping him lightly

"Noo thats not fair Clark you cant just leave me like this!" he gave a quick slap to your ass making you jolt against him

"Ouch!"

"Carry on you'll get another, now sleep we can talk in the morning" you pouted wriggling deeper into the covers

"Hey Clark... I-I love you to" you placed a quick kiss on his chest he just smiled hugging you closer.

"Good, now sleep"

[celestaeil]

When NCT 127 likes you + How would they confess.

Enjoy Reading! :D

TAEIL: 

A rumor was going around the campus that you like Taeil. He would probably be shy and all. Tries to avoid you because he doesnt know what to do if you’re near. and not because he doesnt feel the same way but because he likes you too and the thought of you liking him sparks him in the deepest of his heart. He would feel butterflies in his stomach every time you’re around and wont stop thinking about you.  He’s the type to not tell anyone about his feelings and try to resolve it by himself but his friends can clearly see that Taeil wants you to be his. 

So one time when he and his friends saw you at the cafeteria alone. One of them yelled “Hey Y/N! Taeil likes you too!”. Many people heard it, you felt embarassed so you ran away. Meanwhile, Taeil’s friends pushed him that he should follow you.... and he did. ‘Its the perfect chance’ he thought to himself. 

He saw you at the soccer field sitting on the bench. “Hey. uhm.. sorry for my friend’s behavior.” he then sat beside you. “i-its okay..” you said looking down.

“I kinda wanna tell you something personally.” Taeil chuckled nervously 

“t-tell me what?” 

“I heard the rumor that you like me. I just wanna clear things---” you cut him off. 

“its okay I understand that you dont feel the same way because you’ve been ignoring me.”

“No! its not that..I... I like you too. I just dont have the guts to confess. Im scared you’ll turn me down.” you didnt say anything. You’re shocked because of Taeil’s words. 

“So, now, to be formal...Can I court you, y/n?”  

TAEYONG

Unlike Taeil, he would be shy but only a little. He would smile endlessly even if he’s alone. He’s the type to follow you around (not like a creep tho) because he likes seeing you, your movements makes his heart flutter, your voice makes him melt. He like you because he was amazed how great your mind is and he likes it more when you stand up for yourself. He also tries to impress you with his skills and he observe what you like and what you dont. When you and Taeyong was left to clean the room at the end of the class, he gathered all his courage to confess to you. 

“y/n can I tell you something?” he asked while mopping the floor

“sure, what is it?” you tacked your hair behind your ear and it made him blush so much. 

“y-youre beautiful” 

“Hahaha. Thank you, Taeyong.” you turned your back on him and continued wiping the board. You can feel your cheeks heat up.

“Im being serious, y/n.” he muttered.

“calm down. I believe you.” you said not looking back at him. After taking deep breaths, he finally spoke again. 

“y/n, i like you!” he said catching his breath. You didnt say anything, you’re waiting for his punchline hoping he will say its a joke or something. But he didnt. 

“I like you.....so much. I like everything about you and maybe its weird but I want you to be mine.” 

DOYOUNG

He will tease you and he will try to seduce you more. He wants you to confess first not because of his pride or image but because he doesnt know how to initiate a conversation about it, he doesnt know how to tell you so he does things to make you give in. In that way it will be easier for him. He will treat you your favorites, help you with everything, cheer you up and the such. He will definitely try to pull off a cool man image. 

But as time passes, he find himself doing those things naturally. He realized he needs to do it because he should and he wants to protect you. He doesnt want you to fall for someone else. 

You received a text from Doyoung saying he’s gonna come over your house but he didnt include any reason why. You fixed yourself a bit and wait for him. 

“Yo, what’s up with the rush?” you asked him as soon as you saw him. 

“I like you.” he said, looking at you straight in the eye. 

“what?” 

“I said i like you.” 

“cut the jokes, I know you need something.” you chuckled.

“I said what I said. I cant wait another minute to tell you how I feel. Im worried a day will come that you will slip away from me. So, y/n, will you accept my feelings?” 

JOHNNY

This man is really cool. He acts tough to everyone but his soft side shows up on you. You are his weakness. You make him melt that’s why he likes you. He acts like a big brother to everyone and to you, but in your case, he does it because he really cares for you... a lot and in something more special way. He treasures you like you’re already his. Treats you like his girlfriend but denies when his friends tease him for it. He is the type of guy that even tho he wants to express his emotions he often end up shutting himself. 

It’s weekend and Johnny invited you to go out and get some ice cream. You usually do this so you treat it like a friendly hangout instead of a romantic date. 

“She’ll have cookies and cream.” Johnny told the cashier and winked at you. You often order that flavor so you thought, of course Johnny will know. 

When your orders came, the two of you left the shop and decided to stroll around a park nearby. 

“Hey y/n, what kind of guy do you like?” he asked suddenly. 

“I dont really know but I guess someone thoughtful and smart. How about you?” you laughed trying to avoid his gaze. 

“A girl who likes cookies and cream, and a girl who like thoughtful and smart guys. Just like you, because I love you.” 

YUTA 

He does his best to impress you but sometimes fail to do so but every time that happens you find his reaction cute. His groans, his forced smile, him trying to cool it off like nothing happened. He acts like a crackhead, doing his best to make you laugh every moment because it makes him happy too. He really cares for you even tho you dont notice. Everything about you makes him happy and contented. but the problem is, Yuta is too shy to confess his feelings. He often hide it and he doesnt want to talk about it. He thought, him being secretive will make everything safe. It will keep you by his side. 

“Yuta, are you okay??” you asked when he slipped because of the wet floor. He got himself up immidiately before you could lend a hand

“Of course!” he laughed. 

“Be careful always, Yuta. I cant afford to loose you.” 

“Really? Why?” he asked 

“Of course, because we’re friends.” 

“Not because you like me?” he pouted. 

“Yuta, I like you, okay?” His face lit up the moment you said that. uh-oh that sounded wrong. You held a promise to yourself that you wouldnt admit anything unless he tells you first but here you are.... 

“Y/N likes me!” he shouted

“no! i mean---” he smacked a kiss on your cheeks and ran away before you can continue 

“Nakamoto Yuta!” 

“I like you too, y/n! Sorry for stealing a kiss. Catch me if you want it back!” 

JAEHYUN

He is a professional in keeping secrets. Not admitting anything but he looks at you like you’re the only one in his heart. Many girls fall for him but he choose you. His eyes are focused only to you and it hurts him thinking what if you doesnt feel the same way. He’s a soft and shy guy deep down and he cant take himself to admit his emotions. So, he found a clever way to confess using letters and going undercover as your secret admirer. He kept it that way without you having any clue. 

But you found out his secret when you saw him sliding a letter inside your locker. The one that looks exactly like before. 

“Jaehyun?”

“y-y/n! uhmm...bye!” He was really shocked when you called him and tried to run away but you stopped him. You opened your lockers and saw an envelope. 

“So, it was you, huh?” you grinned while poking his arms.

“Yes...” he looked down. 

“dont read it!” he tries to grab the letter out of your hand

“why not? you gave it to me.” you opened the envelope

“w-wait...Let me just tell you.” he said. His ears are red and his cheeks too. You waited for him to speak

“I dont know how to start this.. but I like you. I have this urge to protect you at all cost. I often find myself drowning in the thoughts of you. Damn, I really like you.” 

WINWIN

Tries to cover himself by acting cool and tough but he really is a soft boy. He’s that type to be too much shy to talk to you alone but when his friends are around he acts confident.  He likes you but is too shy to admit it. Tries to start a conversation but always stutter and end up being awkward. His mind goes blank whenever you speak and when he see you. His eyes will be glued to you and he will be unable to process anything. 

When his squad held a sleepover at Winwin’s house, his friends dared him to confess to you. He said no but later that night, when all of them were asleep...He mumbles to himself and wont stop thinking of you. What If I do it now? he thought. After few moments of planning, he set aside his fear and worry, grabbed his phone and texted you. 

“Hey, Are you still up?” he tapped his fingers due to nervousness. It took you few minutes to reply and Winwin almost lost his senses. 

“Yes. Why, Sicheng?” you replied.

“I want to ask you something.” 

“What is it?”

“If a guy confesses to you, what would be your reaction?”

“It depends. :D Why’d you ask?” 

“Because I like you and I dont want nobody but you.”

JUNGWOO

He is certain of his feelings for you but although he wants to tell you all about it, he doesnt have any idea how. Since he’s also a soft boy, he often stares at you from afar and admire you without getting caught by anybody. He automatically smile when he see you or you talk to him. He’s good at pretending like he’s not going crazy whenever you’re there. Puts up an innocent look every time but hell, he wants to scream how much much he likes you. 

He asked his friend, Lucas for an advice and they came up with a plan to just simply...admit it in front of you.  But the problem is, Jungwoo is still too shy to execute the plans so he asked Lucas to come with him for support just in case he messed up. Jungwoo waited for you outside your campus. He’s definitely nervous but Lucas was their to assure him and calm him down. 

“Y-Y/N!” he called you. You turned and greeted him. 

“I need to tell you something.” Man, he’s breathing heavy. 

“I know this seem fast and sudden but.. I...” He looked at Lucas before continuing. Lucas signaled him a thumbs up. “Go on!” he said. 

“I like you..” he whispered. It was too noisy so you were unable to hear it. 

“Jungwoo can you say it again? I didnt hear you.” 

“I like you!” He winked and covered his face with his hands. He doesnt know why he did that. Adrenaline rush? Maybe. Panic? Maybe. 

He forced a smile before speaking again. “I like you so much and Im 100% sure. The way you move, the way you speak, and when you smile--everything. Are you aware that you make me feel this way?”  

HAECHAN

Unlike the other boys, he’s not afraid to show you how he really feel. He’ll probably serenade you almost every time just so you will be reminded how much he has fallen for you. Every time he see how you adore it when he’s singing makes him want to do it more. He does all that yet he cant bring himself to confirm anything. Haechan cant tell you the exact words so he showed you by actions and because of that, you find it hard to analyze what he wants you to know. 

But Haechan knew that every second he let to pass is more chances of loosing you. 

“y/n, listen to this.” he held on his guitar and played a song. 

“I love you too much, heaven’s my witness and this is a fact..You live in my soul...your heart is my goal.....” he sang swiftly like he’s singing you a lullaby. 

“that was beautiful.” you praised him. 

“Remember the time you told me you like that song from the Book of Life?” he asked and you nodded. 

“You said you will marry someone who can sing that for you.” he added. 

“y-yeah...hahaha. Clever.” you chuckled

“Every word on that song should tell you how I feel. The lyrics says it all.” he said and blushed

“what do you mean?” 

“I love you too much, y/n. I live for your touch. I whisper your name night after night.  Heaven knows i’ve been praying for you. Just to make you my own I will fight.” 

MARK

He would panic every time you’re around. Will cling unto his friends and would hide because he doesnt know how to interact with you. He would be startled when you call him. The two of you never had a long conversation since Mark cant look at you long enough in the eye. Just a simple greeting from you can make him weak. This boy does not react like that on purpose he does it to save himself from spilling everything to you out of a sudden. He plays safe so he wont burst out how much your impact on him is. Besides, he’s a cheesy guy. He doesnt want you to know that cause he’s afraid you’ll be turned off. 

He once flinched when you call him on Cooking class. 

“oh my gosh, y/n, you startled me.” he said panting. 

“bro, I just called you?” 

“what did you call me for?” he said not looking at you.

“Just checking your progress.” you looked at what he’s doing and saw a rose made out of carrots

“Wow. Where did you learn that from?” he did not answer your question and handed it to you. 

“Here...you can have it.” he blushed. 

“Thank you, Mark.” 

“Im giving it to you, the same way Im giving my heart and my everything. Please handle it with care.” 

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Hi guys, this is my first time posting like this. Sorry for any grammar issues. English isnt my first language so there’s probably many mistakes and redundancy. I hope you enjoy reading this! and let me know if you have requests. :D 

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Sunday 1 May 1836: SH:7/ML/E/19/0036

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- The notes written last night vid. above went at 8 this morning - finish, dullish morning - F50° at 9 ¾ am at which hour breakfast till Mr. Husband came at 10 ¼ Thomas Pearson soon came about the 2 cows - bade £15 for them  would not give more than £16 nor would I take less than £17 supposing myself to allow him 20/. profit - agreed that he should take them to Atherton fair on Thursday sell them for me and have 5/.  a piece for selling them whatever price he should sell them for - then Holt came and about 11 Mr. Jubb - kept him perhaps near ½ hour - mentioned about Mrs. Briggs - Mr. J- to give her a hint to conciliate Oddy - mentioned about the Dispensary - suggested that an appeal be made to the public for 1/8 or what not upon their subscriptions to raise a thousand more (£4900 subscribed about £1700 to give for the ground) - said I would give £5 towards the fitting up of the museum - mentioned having heard talk of an exchange - if a better site than I had could be got I should be glad  - if not, I had a plan of my own which, if nobody could produce a better, I would aid as well as I could - said it might not be more costly than what might be thought of by others - I could at least answer for its beauty - just hinted at a sort of thing like the Bourse at Paris the entrance end fronting Northgate and one side fronting St. Anne’s street - alluding to Rawsons’ joint stock bank Mr. J- seemed evidently all in its favour - said they had allotted him very few shares - £7000 worth of shares were applied for at the premium - the profits of the bank at present 10 or 12 thousand a year - on the 2 connexions (H-x and Huddersfield) the latter the larger of the 2 - said I was glad to hear it - I dared say, I knew people who would give up their shares to Mr. J- if he wanted more shares and if the Bank would allow it - offered to do anything I could for Mr. J- in Paris - I thought he seemed rather fearful of giving me any large commission - (for fear of price or what?) - no sum named or hinted at - I simply wrote down in my rough book  (in his presence) ‘Preparations of the eye and ear for Mr. Jubb’ - then with Holt in the north parlour Mr. Husband waiting in the drawing - mentioned about Illingworth - H- thought what I had proposed to advise A- very fair - he (Holt) would not take less than £15 per acre on Charnocks’ coal - about 8 acres and about 3 acres already got - said they had agreed about the 2nd pit (but did not say more on this part of the subject) - Holt’s measurement not done - bad air in the mines - could not get in of a fortnight or 3 weeks some new Thirls driven - Respecting my own concerns agreed to mend Joseph Mann’s price for the Listerwick Long goit - now that stone can be had on the spot, he is to get it, and dress and wall and arch and complete the goit (now 2ft x 3ft. 3in) at 9/. per yard up to the north east side of the throw where the stone will wear out and after crossing the throw to have the old price again i.e. 5/6 per yard for labour - Desired as little coal as possible to be got at Walker pit - the trespass to be ascertained by Holt, John Oates, and one other master collier besides our workmen Joseph and Robert Mann - the wheel race to be began of on Tuesday next - Holt says the meer drift would be began of - can be done without damage to Charles Howarth - a whimble hole will give vent enough - said I was anxious about Mrs. Machin’s coal - the children are of age that Samuel Holdsworth has no more power - they will sell but the mother wont - she has only a life estate in the farm - ask Mr. Gray if the children cannot give a tithe good enough and then to let Holt know that he may complete the purchase without troubling his for her signature - then went with Messrs. Holt and Husband to the meer head - Holt satisfied it was be better to take the water in higher up where Messrs. Husband and Mawson pointed out - determined that it shall be done so - then to the meer-drift - the setting in or opening into the meer done yesterday, right - then to the glen and explained where I wanted the Lodge drift stuff to be pulled up - Holt valued the driving at 2/6 per yard, pulling up at 1/6 per yard (a man cannot pull more than 2 square yards per day) and carting to be considered of - I said I calculated the whole at 4/6 per yard the throwing back the soil being extra - then to the Lodge Holt left us - explained a little to Mr. Husband where the stuff should be put (Husband thinks 3000 yards to be moved - I said I thought not exceeding 2000) - then walked with Mr. Husband towards Pump and told him to set the wall in front of the house with its road face in a line along the Shibden hall side of the causeway and finish each ending of the new wall in a quadrant of a circle - Road face to be walled with lime and the old parpoints - face towards Shibden hall dry walling with the stone taken from the wall along the present approach road -  and in front of the carriage house court - left Mr. about 11 /2 and came in wrote as follows to ‘Messrs. Parker and Adam, solicitors H-x’ to go by Frank tonight

SH:7/ML/E/19/0037

‘Shibden hall - Sunday 1 May 1836. Sir - Be so good as send me back Miss Walker’s order upon Messrs. Briggs - she did not know of their prospectus at the time of giving me the order; and I would rather she did not draw out the money just at this time without further consideration - I will give you a check on the Yorkshire District bank for the whole sum required - I am sir, etc etc A. Lister’ - then wrote the following to go tonight to ‘Mr. Rogers Cutler Sheffield PPD’ ‘Shibden Hall 1 May 1836- Sir - I shall be much obliged to you to make me two gardener’s knives, the handles to be such as usual - the blades to be of the usual size but the cutting edge straight  I mean them as presents to foreign gardeners, and shall be glad to have the metal and workmanship the best you can turn out of your shop - Be so good as send a bill in the parcel and direct it to Mrs. Lister to the care of Messrs. Hammersleys, Bankers, London I to be there by the 11th instant - will order payment to be made to your agent in London   I am, sir, your obedient servant A. Lister’ - had just written the above at 3 ¾ pm when Mark Hepworth came - [looking] into account 4 bills = 9.2.6 and the cow £13 and new gin horse 6 guineas + 10/. for his trouble of buying him and still Mark with money paid in a/c and Ruthin at £11.10.0  owes me a balance of £2.11.6 to be paid at the next rent day - the £18 for the 3 Hill top grass fields (he is to pasture all but the new seeds and these he will [mew]) to be paid at Xmas rent-day - somehow got one thing confused with another so that tho’ right at last and all clear, yet a long while pothering and had Mark till long after 4 - then till 7 10 at colliery accounts - dinner at 7 10 sent my letter (1 p. of ½ sheet black edged note paper) to ‘Mr. Rogers, Cutler Sheffield ppd’ and my note (vid. above) to Messrs. P- and A- Marian came and sat with me till about 8 when had Joseph and Robert Mann till 9 - they brought estimate of new approach road making that is rubbling - [laying?]and rubble 1ft. deep and 13ft. 6in. wide (finding everything) at 35/. per rood - Lodge drift.... said I should be obliged to come over again - should be here next Tuesday week - settled that Robert Mann + 3 should go on by day till 7 return at that time - to finish at the back of farmyard - and puddle about the rockwork all that is necessary - and wall up gap in the paddock wall near Greenwood’s cottage and get the farmyard paving done - Gave Joseph his new book beginning with Listerwick Long goit - 2 [entries] = £18 + £15 = £33 and he from this time begins with Mr. Parker - I am to keep Joseph’s old book - had coffee warmed up and sent for Marian and she sat with me till 9 55 when we both went to my aunt - Marian glad I should not be here when she went away at 8 am next Tuesday week - I said I would not be here then on any account - did not like partings - neither of us said more but both seemed to feel the thing and neither liked to dwell upon the subject - I remained with my aunt till 10 ½ - then came upstairs to the blue room - I had wished Marian goodnight in the drawing room - yet came upstairs to me, saying, to wish goodnight and stood talking to me till 11 25 - said if my aunt was poorly she would come and see her for a few days - I said everything would always be ready for her - she asked if I should like her to leave M-‘s mahogany writing desk (the 1st M- ever possessed and which she valued) that Marian has used ever since being here - I said after a moment’s pause, I felt I ought not to like it to be taken - Marian thought perhaps I should not mind about it now - no! no! said I, that ought not to be - I will give you another - Marian stood talking as if she had not resolution to leave me - poor Marian! my heart aches for her and for myself too - but I had talked of Mrs. Briggs and household arrangements and alterations in and additions to the house, and of [?] end of my idea of a plan for an exchange etc talked of anything that seemed not triste - when Marian was gone wrote all but the 1st 12 lines of the last p. and so far of this till 12 10 at night at which hour F35° then poked up my fire and sat at accounts till six in the morning - then an hour looking over my drawers 

[onf-headcanons]

ONF Modern Fantasy!AU

or known as Familiar spirits AU

Initially called as Hybrid AU but I felt new name fits story better. I really wanna get this idea out of my system. So... this will be long. thankfully i am working in front of PC 

TLDR : You summoned 6 (previously 7) high class grade humanoid supernatural beings and you are living with them since young

As you know I always keep my HCS as flexible as possible so other than my reccomended setting, this is AU is also doable if you wanna imagine about the illegitamate/forgotten child of Satan/Lucifer with their familiars living in 21st century

Recommended background setting : 

You are an orphan from a family with historical lineage. 

Your family/last name history is very old and your family is not the main lineage but still benefit from it.  

Your parents did exposed some of the characteristic of your family, hinting about witchcrafts, paganism and summonings. You are too young to understand about it but you are still fascinated at the designs of hexes or summoning rings.

There is a secret library in your family manor that keeps dark magic books

You are alone since the age of 12 because your family passed away due to accident. Whether there is conspiracy behind it or not I shall leave it up to you. (Cos I wont be writing this into a actual story for now. Currently is just sharing idea of AU)

Story:

You felt really lonely being alone in the big household after you finally gotten yourself out of the depressing grief stage. Initially you tried to distract yourself with all the books in the study room. 

By that time you are more mature and could grasp that your family has been engaging with really unusual stuffs than other norms in the society.

Sudden realization that why your family never visited church or any other religious spots. 

Your family butler occasionally help you out figuring with your family history since their family also been serving your family for ages.

You came across with a book about summoning familiar spirits

Welp since the whole house is just you and your butler, you started studying the book and planned to try summoning.

You tried for the first time, and you succeeded (thanks to your lineage it went smooth). The first to come to your side is Jaeyoung.

But the first trial of summoning got your exhausted and passed out for 3 days. Your butler is not happy about you doing it secretly and was trying to make you send Jaeyoung back. 

As familiars exists around their summoners by slowly draining energy from their summoners. Moreover your bloodline is a delicacy for supernaturals.

Your butler mentioned he can let it slide if you summoned smaller level/grade familiars, but you apparently, summoned a high classic grade, humanoid like hybrid looking familiar.

You argued and your butler agreed to let Jaeyoung stay. But with conditions and restriction on energy intake from you the summoner. 

So Jaeyoung started live with you in the house. Usually taking up on the animal form and occasionally in humanoid form with animal ears on when you let him. (Because humanoid hybrid form tends to drain summoner energy even more and quicker)

He looks cold and quiet but actually a fun and warm being. Since he can’t follow you to school, he can only wait back home. And once you are home he would follow behind you listening to you talking about your day.

Cues in Jaeyoung get easily scared and you not help but laugh at him. And he gets pouty lol.

After some while you felt sorry for Jaeyoung and felt he is lonely without his kind being around him. You tried summoning again.

2 years after you summoned Jaeyoung, you got lucky and summoned Hyojin + Seungjoon at the same time. 

Jaeyoung is happy of course but also worried about your body. He also helped out Hyojin and Seungjoon to get familiar with the new environment.

Your butler again is not happy but thinking he is going to retire and his children are not in condition to take his place, he admits it is better if you have accompany.

Hyojin and Seungjoon are chaotic. You 4 enjoy having fun together.

Age check, Hyojin is the oldest even though he does not look like it.

Cues in plausible scenario that Hyojin and Seungjoon teasing you and you hid behind Jaeyoung for protection.

Cues in Hyojin smuggling the house fridge because he is hungry. Human food does not fill him up because it does not work that way. But he gains an interest in flavours found in human food so he could not stop eating.

Cues in you bring back food from outside to let Hyojin taste it. 

You two might make a deal that sounds like this :

Hyojin : “If you can get me thaty famous advertised burger from the street at downtown, I will let you ruffle my hair/head exclusively for a week”

Also you are amazed that Hyojin can sing beautifully. You might go to Hyojin when you cannot sleep. He would pats you and sings you to sleep. (the songs he sings either learnt human songs or he sings in supernatural language is up to you.)

Cues in you asking Seungjoon or Jaeyoung for a hug when you are feeling down.

Seungjoon would also be the one, second to Jaeyoung who always follow you around.

You are still fascinated with summoning and will try to create your own hex to try out. With years of practise experience and some assist from your familiars, Changyoon and Minseok comes next, then Minkyun and Yuto. 

You thought Changyoon was intimidating, but turns out he is on of the funniest being. Also he always help out your butler cooking dishes. Will be the one who giving you fashion advice when you started college.

Minseok being the cinammon bun roll out of all 7 of them. He mostly is quiet but always attentive. 

Cues in you might lightly squishes his cheeks because of how cute he is. His smiles are the source of your mental healing device. 

Minkyun even though being the loud one, your house starts to have more cats and dogs visiting because Minkyun attracts them.

Cues in Minkyun asks you butler with a stray animal in his hands, “Can we keep it?”. It happens very very frequently.

Yuto would be shy one and really took his time to open up. Very shy until you felt sorry for summoning him, later only to learn that summoning on succeed when both party consent, you dote on him more.

You will go to Yuto when you wanted a quiet company.

Cues in Yuto twisting your expectations when he is in prankster mode.

Cues in Yuto teaching you their supernatural being’s language.

Cues in you caught them all red handed back talking you in their own language and they freak out lol

While the other familiars give you older brother vibe, Yuto and Minseok give you younger brother vibe. 

Cues in you. Hyojin, Changyoon. Seungjoon, Jaeyoung and Minkyun fighting to be the favorite person/ favorite being of Yuto and Minseok

Its like 8 siblings in the household now.

Cues in them being chaotic and funny, filling the household with fun noises and you shed tears because you missed the house with laughter and being cheerful. They might freak out a bit but then 8 of you will just hug it out.

Cues in all of you sitting in living room watching TV and movies together. Maybe you snuggles with anyone of them in their animal form.

Fast forward, you are college student now and your butler already retired. You have a new butler in training tho.

Poor new butler, he is your previous butler’s child but he got so intimidated by the chaotic energy of the other 7.

But things eventually work out with all 9 of you. You even have Jenga and UNO night during weekend.

And you had to let Minseok go because he wished for it. It happened because you were very sick one time (maybe something happens to Minseok and you need to feed him more of your energy/blood) and you let all of them go for a short while. But when you summons them all back, the others told you that Minseok does not want to come back after seeing how sick you were. Also Minseok entrusted the other familiars to look after you. As summoning does not work if another party does not consent, you gave up on summoning Minseok.

But will occasionally send back1 or 2 of your familiars to help check up on Minseok and cues in you being relieved knowing he is doing good, healthy and happy. 

BTW, all of them start out looking like teen boys when you firstly summoned them, But with years of living together, they all have grown. Jaeyoung looks more built and taller since he spent the longest time with you. Minkyun was the tallest amongst them when you got them all.

Also, you could not recall when it started but, Jaeyoung bridal carrying you to bed  and tuck you in if you fell asleep during movie night.

You would admit the one who really has glow up if compared when you summoned, would be Minkyun

Your energy now is better and stable so you can sustain bringing more than 2 of them out with you.

Cues in you bringing them out on weekends to hang out. They will be hiding their animal ears of course. If you wish to save energy, or they are considerate, they would just wear cap or beanie to hide their ears.

Cues in them all being protective when some random guys /people trying to filrt with you.

Cues in them using magic outside and you freak out or you laugh with them. They wont be using high energy magic, just small magic for pranks. 

MTL on who you bring out with the most, Hyojin, Jaeyoung, Changyoon Seungjoon, Minkyun then Yuto. 

Hyojin - Food related

Jaeyoung - Book shopping

Changyoon - Clothes shopping

Seungjoon - Studying at library because home is chaotic af and you cannot focus if you keep laughing at all the shenanigans they do lol

Minnkyun - Feeding strays or visiting pet shelters

Yuto - Arcades

Cues in rumours about you dating 6 guys suddenly emerged in college lol

Cues in some people either jealous of you, or they started to stalk you because they want to get a glimspe of the handsome men you are living with.

Cues in some people approaching you and asking you to introduce them to your famliars.

Everytime you had to explain yourself that they are your relatives when you bump into your classmates. Until the point that you are really fed up with it, you start to avoid them when you saw them in the crowd.

Probably scenario below

“Another related cousin again?”

“Oh he is my cousin from my third aunt...”

“Wasn’t your third aunt’s son supposed to be the other guy who was taller, with a mole on his face?”

“Oh no that one is from my mum's side, this guy here is from my dad's, we are a big family.”

Overall living with your familiars makes everyday fun. Looking back, you don’t feel lonely anymore.

(Either you want to keep it fun platonic or upgrade it to you eventually fell in love with anyone of them is up to you, I will be stopping here)

Thanks for reading XD 

Bonus

[shiro-0197]

Oh bae grrr don't apologize!! I'm just glad your day was alright, and I hope you get some rest tonight!! My day was okay. I was just in front of my laptop since I had classes, and then I finally finished my slides, and had another leo meeting. My brother was a royal pain in the ass the whole day istg, but I'm fine now :) thanks for asking btw!!

Aww but that's so admirable! Gotta love teachers like that, haha. And I totally get that! That one uni I researched is probably the one I've set my eyes on. I've done EXTENSIVE research on it, so I don't want to set my sights on other places. What about you? Do you have any specifics for your future uni?

ikr?? He's just grandpa Kuroo to me istg. He's also an ENTP, and I vibe really well with ENTP's, so haha I think that'll also be cool.

I AGREE SOMUCH. Shōyō is just such a cute smol bean. He'd be the best little spoon, honestly. i agree thoo, they're all amazing characters, and probably would be so fun to hang out with 😭

that's actually pretty great!! I hope the cases come down to double or single digits soon!

oh nice!! And aaah I've heard A LOT about Russian food, it honestly sounds delicious. (I just love hearing people talk about food and culture. I could read/listen to them for hours istg). And aw that's such a cute story. I'm sure they were all really glad you introduced it to them. Confuzzled tho... Y-you don't like cottage cheese? :O

Yes you should be proud!! Today I was ready to kill my brother, then I saw your message(‼️) and I decided I could let him live a little longer, because I was busy reading it.

Ah yes!! Your country's flag colour too!! Tho the blue is such a pretty shade, it's like a teal? So pretty‼️💖💖💖. The Malaysian flag is just like an off-brand US one 😭🤚

and aw I'm glad I'm right! I only know one other person who has white as their favourite colour, and she's the best (Angel). So maybe both the cool people in my life like white xD my favourite colours are pink and yellow :>

Yes, why wouldn't they be? I cherish anything anyone makes for me, and especially you, because you're truly that special. Love you!! Sleep well, sweet dreams :))

—ari (gone back to signing my name with lame ol' Ari because I'm out of ideas. Also. I'm getting territorial over my nickname because at today's leo meeting there was this other guy also named Ari and we DID NOT vibe well grrr)

Hey hey!!! I know I answered like ... 24 hours late which sucks a lot, very sorry :(( I'm hoping your day went good today too!! Tell me about it?

Oh I'm glad you got the work done! Mind showing me a few slides? I'm curious hehe~ Also I'm going to have to detach your brother's ribs for bothering you, my apologies😁

Yeah!! They really make me feel like there is a reason to keep going. Like, at least to make them go "that's my student!!"😭

Well, since I got all the research done for me, I just mostly did research on what its actually like to be a translator, you know? I read through like 24 articles on both languages I know and I think I'm prepared xD I'm gonna look up the unis my teacher suggested soon though, and probably question some of the students because I'm desperate like that😝 Hopefully that'll pay off

Hehe, yea, the way he acts like he has seen life is adorable in a way. That's so cool though, imagine having the luck to have your personality match your favorite character's😭 I really wish I had an extroversion trait in my mbti xD I'd really need that ..

YES also you saying he'd be a little spoon made me want to cuddle him SO BAD I'm JSJDJWJDJ I want to give him a headpat and squish his little cheeks .....

Not gonna lie, I wish I could spend a year with one character each day. How cool would that be? You get a hang out and maybe learn something new. Then live in pain for the rest of your life because they wont be here anymore but that's nothing to worry about

I really hope so too!! Honestly this has been crazy. And the way everyone still refuses to cover up their nose... sometimes I wonder if it's ok to mock people who got COVID, cuz like, it's not always their fault, but when you saw that person without a mask before and now they're in the hospital, it's kinda funny, in a rude way. I'm an asshole, I know, I'm sorry😔

Yes yes, if you ever get the chance to try it, you should!!! I'm really sure you'll love it. You should try adding ketchup and mayo mix as well! It'll do magic

Oh no, I LOVE cottage cheese (mixed with sour cream and sugar..🥰🤤🤤), I just really hate it when its cooked or baked. Like ... that's it, its warm and so much soggier now. What have you done? You ruined it. Congratulations! You've lost my respect. Well, not you of course, anyone who cooks cottage cheese xD it's like water, it sucks when warm.

Awh what !!!!! That makes me so happy??!?!? I bring you that much joy you pass up on murder ?!?? That's a lethal strike ma'am were getting married again

Yeah!!! I also kinda like the symbolism. And the story. Which is an honor for this whole place because I really dont like this country xD dont ask why~ personal reasons. Though it's so much more peaceful than others, so that's also great hehe. The Malaysian flag is kinda funny now that you call it like that😭😭😭 I still think it looks cool though!! I'd call it "Asia's USA" but that would, uh, be more of an insult, considering the state (see what I did there? Haha states... haha) of the country right now😓

Welp, the purest people like the purest colors xD just kidding, we're all probably chaotic~ at least out of everyone I know, everyone with white as their favorite has done something no normal person would do (ex. One of the color-white-lovers I knew tried stealing 7 shopping carts😐 I really didnt believe him until he showed me the photo of the fine he got.) Pink and yellow are such a good combination🥺🥺 they're like peach and sunset and uhh... PB&J, if that counts? Peanut butter is now yellow, deal with it😔 Anyway they're really pretty, together or not !!! what's your favorite hue?

Daww... you're so sweet... I'm melting🥺🥺😭💕💕 just so you know I also created a separate album for the stuff you drew me <3

I hope you sleep well tonight!!! You deserve it after all♡♡♡

Dawwh😭😭 I know what it feels like. Sometimes people with your name embarrass themselves so much, it makes you embarrassing because you have the same name. It's not the situation you're in, but uh ... another example? xD I could change your tag to "Shortcake🍰💕" if you'd like😝

[5-seconds-of-fuck-me-please]

I Do. (Post 1/2) (part 1 of ?)

Ashton.

"I just want a nice, normal guy to sweep me off my feet, and support my carmel vanilla coffee addiction. Is that so much to ask?!"

My best friend gave me an amused glance before dropping her gaze back towards her phone. I swear, that girl could hold two conversations face to face, surf facebook, and hold a buisness Skype call, all at the same time. A.D.D., they name is Rae.

"I've set you up on five dates so far, and you havent lasted longer then ten minutes with any of them," she countered. "So how about this...you tell me your dream guy, and I'll work off of that."

I sighed, tapping my foot nervously against the metal rung of the coffee shop table. I was always fidgeting. Whether it was shaking my foot, drumming my nails along the table, or pacing aimlessly around, I was always moving.

"I don't know," I sighed out on a breath. Picking up my iced vanilla, butterscotch, and chai latte, I took a sip before responding. "Dont you know anyone that actually has a life?"

Rae glanced up at me, cocking an eyebrow. "A life? Like, the other 5 were dead?"

I groaned. "The first guy had the ambition of a goldfish. Second guy wanted me to move into his mother's basement with him. Third guy was perfectly content to be a cashier th erest of his life and didnt want to even think about making more than minimum wage or he would loose government assistance.....shall I go on?"

Rae gave a throaty chuckle, causing three random guys to stop their conversations and look her way. She just had that way about her.

"Tell you what," she mused out loud. "Since the last five was a complete disaster, and I thought they would have been perfect for you, the next guy I pick will be the one who I think you'll hate the most. So.... Here's what I want from you. You pick what you want him to wear. You pick if you want flowers or not. And you pick the place to meet for drinks, dinner, movie...whatever. deal?"

I thought about it for a moment, the shrugged. "Fine. I want to come here. This coffee shop. No flowers. No expectations. I'll even pay for the both of our drinks. But he has to have a job. A good job. Or at least have a goal in mind," I amended.

Rae nodded. "Tell me more. Actually, tell me your dream. What's your fantasy date for this coffee. Close your eyes and describe the guy to me. What is he wearing. What does he look like. What is he drinking?"

I laughed, but saw the amusement in her eyes. Deciding to play along, I closed my eyes and tilted my head slightly back.

"White button down shirt with the sleeves rolled back a bit. Nice jeans, probably faded with a hole in the leg," I laughed out. "Gorgeous smile because he laughs a whole lot and has an amazing sense of humor. Eyes that are kind and sparkle. Shaggy hair that probably falls into his eyes...." I trailed off.

"Sounds like quite the catch," Rae laughed out on a breath. She sounded amused, which kind of worried me a bit.

I opened my eyes and glanced at her. "Why do you sound like you just ate a canary?"

Rae's eyes sparkled as she tried to suppress a smile. "I know who would be perfect for you, and...he should be here in about two minutes."

My jaw dropped to the floor. "What?! Theres no way you could have called someone and set it up so fast. You had this planned!" I shrieked. Not because she set me up, but because she didnt warn me.

I was dressed in my -I dont give a shit, today is my day off- clothes. A pair of faded dark grey sweatpants with a hole in the left knee, dark green jumper with a faded brand logo running down the arm, and hair unbrushed and tossed into a messy bun. Plus I was still wearing yesterdays makeup which had faded to a lovely raccoon inspired look.

"This wasnt a setup," she argued lovingly, tossing her hands up to her side quickly. "Swear it. You know i was meeting a few friends here today. One of them would be perfect for you."

I eyed her warily. "The so-called friends that are mysteriously out of the country doing something tha you refuse to tell me, along with their names? The ones who you are best friends with...yet I know nothing about, and we have been best friends since middle school?!" I mused, scrunching my nose up at the thought.

Granted, my and Rae are best friends for over 15 years now, but there was a random 2 year period where were were heavily into the party and drug scene. We kinda split ways and didnt talk for 2 years, then both of us, separately, decided to get our lives in order and somehow reconnected as if nothing had happened.

Strange how life works out.

"They aren't...." I trailed off.

"They were, " she nodded. "Not anymore tho. I used to hang out and binge with them tho. They cleaned their lives up as well. Just took them longer."

I nodded, glancing down at my almost empty iced coffee as I dragged my nails along the styrofoam, making patterns on the cup. "I'm willing to give it a go I guess. Coffee never hurt anyone, right?"

"Right," she agreed, glancing down once again to her phone to resume whatever multi-conversation she was having.

I didnt realize until a few minutes later that I was humming and singing along the the songs playing over the cafe speakers.

"Do you like this band?" She asked randomly, not taking her focus from her phone.

"Love them," I remarked, not really paying attention. "I just got their new album yesterday actually."

She made a small chuckle. "Let me guess then...you were always a guitar or lead singer chick. So.... Luke?"

I grinned, breaking my gaze away from all the pretty little designs my nails etched into my now empty coffee cup. " Usually , yes you would have been correct. And while he is hot, as is the othe guitarist...my heart lies elsewhere in the band."

"Bassist?" She chanced, finally placing her phone down and looking up. Her eyes darted over my shoulder, then came back to focus on my face. A grin broke out, smile so wide it reminded me of the Cheshire cat.

"Um, nooo," I drawled. "I actually seemed to be drawn to.....why the hell are you staring a time like that?!" I asked, breaking the conversation. "You look fucking creepy."

Her eyes seemed to dart over my shoulder again to where the cashier counter was, then back to me again. "So the drummer then?" She mused, not bothering to hide the grin. "You have a thing for the drummer?"

I continued to stare at her, trying to puzzle out what the hell was making her act so weird. "Yeah...?" I dragged out.

"Hmmm, and why would that be? I'm honestly curious. Usually you always go for the guitar rock-God type for looks."

I cocked my head to the side. "You really want an answer?"

Rae grinned again. Nodding her head emphatically. "Oh yes. Please, by all means."

I shrugged, taking the last small sip from my coffee. "He always seemed the most put together. Knows how to laugh, but always seems polite. Has an amazing voice, but would rather be in the background playing his heart out. And he gives out total Daddy vibes," I joked. "Plus, he is seriously hot. They all are in that band actually."

Rae burst out laughing, covering her mouth with both hands. I swear, tears started to form in her eyes.

I just stared at her. "Seriously Rae, what has gotten into you today?! What's so funny?"

Her eyes darted behind me once again, but this time she nodded. I didnt even have a chance to turn around to see what she was looking at before an arm snaking over my shoulder, placing a styrofoam cup in front of me.

"You can call me Daddy if you feel the need to, but I prefer Ashton on a first date," a voice said.

I closed my eyes tightly, slowly opening them as panic filled me. My eyes traveled from the coffee, up to a bare forearm dusted in dark golden hair, to a shoulder and chest that had a white button shirt...sleeves rolled back.

Damn, but did Rae tell him how to dress?

He smirked at my dazed expression, while Rae finally got herself under control. "I didnt tell him," she rasped out, still trying to hide the amusement as she spoke. " He really was randomly dressed like that to come here."

Ashton raised a brow as he pulled up a chair, leaning over to give Rae a quick one-armed hug before sitting on the chair backwards between us.

He reached over, palm up while smiling at me. "She did however, demand that I randomly walk in and order you a vanilla butterscotch coffee without even telling me your name, or why I was buying you one. I'm being set up on a date, I take it?" He questioned again, glancing to Rae for affirmation before looking back at me, then down to his still extended hand. "Do I get a name? Or should I introduce myself again?"

I shook my head, trying to snap out of the surreal experience going on. Placing my hand in his, I cleared my throat. "You're Daddy, right?" I smirked, trying to fight the blush rising on my face. God, but do I hope he can take the joke.

His face split into a grin, laugh bursting out of his lips. "I like her," he chuckled, looking over to Rae. " This one actually knows what a joke is."

I grinned at that as he looked back at me. "I take it that Rae has tried setting you up before as well?" I questioned.

He nodded, a faint smile still gracing his lips. "One girl who decided living in her car way her dream goal. One who only ate foods that were yellow. And one who wanted to be a psychologist because she didnt understand how people laughed or why we smile at things."

My eyes went wide. "Wow. And here I thought I had it bad with the guy who only showered on days it rained cause that's how the bathtub got refilled."

Ashton let out another bark of laughter, breaking eye contact to speak to Rae once again. " You suck at setting people up. You know that?"

She raised a brow at that, stopping her cup of coffee in mid air before she could take a sip. "Oh, so should I not have introduced the two of you?" She asked, feigning a look of hurt. "And here I thought you were getting along fairly well."

Ashton shook his head. "Are you kidding me? this girl is horrible! Wont tell me her name, wont call me by mine, and she laughs at everything I say!" He rambled out. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he didnt stop looking at her.

"And he isnt the greatest catch either, " I added. "Eavesdropped a private conversation, assumed I wanted him to pay for something. I didn't ask for without asking me. And he wont let me go," I added, flicking my gaze down to our still entwined hands.

Rae nodded, a huge, fake sight escaping past her parted lips. " okay, I give up. Sorry to waste your time, Ash. I'll take her home and be back in a few minutes to catch up with you all. I assume the others are on the way?" She asked, standing up and motioning for me to follow.

Ashton shook his head. " They are on the way. But you cant take her."

Without warning, he turned and licked a wet line up my jaw. "I licked her. Shes mine now."

My jaw dropped open, but rae looked amused. "Are you gunna pee on her too?"

He turned to look at me finally, slightly swaying our hands back and forth. "Is that your kink?"

"What?! No! Why would you ask that?!"

He shrugged. "Well, I know you have a Daddy kink, just had to be sure."

"I do NOT have a Daddy kink!" I hissed out, trying to pull my hand out from his grasp. "And why the hell did you lick me?"

He was having none of it. Keeping hold of my hand, he slowly brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of my hand before finally releasing his hold. "Cause I wanted to see what you tasted like. Vanilla, I like it." He winked.

"You do have a daddy kink," Rae interjected, laughing through her words. "I'm going to go get another coffee and grab 2 other tables for the guys. You two enjoy yourselves."

Ashton glanced at me before looking at Rae. "If I did that, we would be arrested and barred from this shop."

I think my heart stopped. Was I breathing?

"Mind if I go grab myself a drink?"

I blinked, trying to focus on his face once again. "Didn't you just order one while you were up there?"

He shook his head. "Only ordered yours. I wasnt sure if I wanted to stay once she told me she had a girl with her for me to meet."

"And now you are sure you want to stay?" I questioned.

He smiled. A sweet smile that lit up his eyes. "I think you are fucking perfect."

I blushed at that. "Yeah, right. Cause messy girl with raccoon eyes in your kink, right?"

He gave me an amusing look. "Like a guy in jeans and a white shirt is yours?" He retorted. A small sigh left his lips as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through a few messages. Once he found what he was looking for, he stopped and put the phone down on the table in front of me.

Raelyn- her fantasy sounds like you, in a white button down and a pair of worn out skinny Jean's. Just get your asses here!

Ash-and you are so sure I would like her? I sisnt agree to another date with your wacky high maintenance friends. They just want a sugar daddy.

Raelyn- shes sitting here in pajamas, messy hair, and yesterdays makeup. And she insists on buying our coffees every week. Still wanna pass her up?

Ash- ....be there in 5.

Raelyn- get her a butterscotch vanilla iced coffee.

Ash- thought she didnt want people to buy her shit?

Raelyn- then get it for me.

Ash- do I have to buy flowers or anything?

Raelyn- only if you want her to hit you with them.

Ash- I like her already.

I glanced up at Ashton, a small smile gracing my face. "So I guess it's my turn to buy you a coffee?"

He shrugged, swinging his leg back over the chair to sit down backwards on it once again. "If you insist. Pick whatever you think I would like."

I grinned this time. " whipped cream, cherries, and handcuffs?" I joked.

He beamed at me. "Nah, that's the second date. And woulsnt you know it....you already know what to call me then," he teased.

I laughed, walking away to get him a drink. I slid up alongside Rae, elbowing her in the side gently. "Are the other three coming?"

She smiled at me. "Yeah, be here any minute."

The barista asked up for our orders, while I pushed Rae's card back towards her. "I got them."

"That's 7 drinks you are paying for today," she reminded me.

"Glad your good at math," I remarked. "You can get the next round. And if they like me as a friend and we hang out in the future we can all take turns. If not, then I get to say that they are forever indebted to me. Win-win I say."

She shrugged, but didnt argue. "Fair play, that. I'll go shove the tables together and be back to help you carry them all."

But it wasnt her who came back over when the order was ready. It was Michael.

"HI," he practically yelled, squeezing me in a tight bear hug. "I'm Michael. Or Mike. Whatever."

"You seem overly happy to meet a stranger, " I laughed out, hugging him back just as tight before letting go.

"You made ashton happy," he shrugged, a huge smile on his face. "Anyone who can make his smile in the first few minutes of meeting him...especially lately, deserves to be treated like the fucking queen they are."

My brows shot up at that. "I'm a queen now. High praise. Does that make you the court jester?" I asked, handing him a cardboard tray with 4 drinks in it.

He grinned. "Sure. Anything else you wish me to carry, m'lady?"

I laughed and gave a curtsey. "Not at this time, good sir. Go forth and conquer the bistro que!"

Michael laughed, draping an arm across my shoulder while walking back to the now full tables. He set his 4 drinks down, then took one out of my hand and gave it to Rae before distributing the 4 he had.

"They're marked, and we all drink the same shit every time we go out," he explained. "The one you have is the only one I dont recognize so I assumed it is yours."

I shook my head and resumed my seat next to Ashton, with Luke next to me on the other side now. Michael and Calum were sat across from me. "Its for Ashton actually. He bought me my coffee and forgot to get his own."

"Trying to ditch her," Calum asked.

"Nope." Ashton stated. Simple. Direct. One word.

"Finally found a girl that will put up with your crazy-ass for longer than 10 minutes?" Like remarked.

"Gunna marry this one, mate," Ashton laughed out.

"Shit, you move fast," Michael snorted. "And here I was being engaged for over a year already. What am I doing wrong?"

"You actually asked your fiancee," Luke answered. "Ashton will just be standing in front of the magistrate with a blowup doll."

Everyone laughed, including me Ashton fake pouted, poking me in the side before lacing his fingers through mine. My heart gave a little flitter, but I didnt pull away.

"Come on, Love, you're supposed to defend our relationship!"

I chuckled. "Yes sir. Would you like to get married now, sir? I think I still have my old bicycle pump in my garage if you need it. And some duct tape in case your fiancee gets a hole."

He threw his head back and laughed, tightening his grip on my hand. Not hard, but in acknowledgment that it was a good laugh. "Fuck the lot of you."

"Damn, already cheating on me. And with three other men no less," I crooned, pouting my lips.

That caused another round of laughter.

"I think I'm in love with your girlfriend, " Calum huffed out. "She knows how to give back shit we dish out."

"Dont be hitting on my wife," Ashton fake growled. "I worked hard on this relationship!"

"Oh yeah? What's her name?" Rae jumped in, bemused laughter lacing each word.

A slow silence fell across the table, followed by abrupt laughter for everyone.

"Oh. My. God. You didnt even ask her what her name is yet?!" Michael bellowed, tears forming in his eyes. "I can see it now. The priest standing there like do you take this girl for your wife? And you being like, who's that?"

"Fuck all of you," Ashton gasped out through laughter again. "I'm gunna marry her one day and then shes gunna kick your asses for making fun of me."

I grinned, reaching over to poke my finger into his dimple. "Yeah? I'll kick their asses for you if you ask, darling." I agreed. "Just as soon as you get my attention and ask me. Oooh, right. You can't. Dont know my name," I beamed.

He threw back his head and chuckled. "Fuck you too, sweetheart," he remarked, leaning over to place a quick kiss to my cheek.

"Only if you scream my name out while you do," I joked.

"Fuck, but do I love a smart mouth," he agreed.

The conversation flowed easily. Two more rounds of drinks were bought over the course of a few hours, until the cafe was getting ready to close.

We all agreed to meet up next weekend, have enjoyed each others company and realizing the six of us were going to be amazing friends.

"Can we bring our girls next week?" Luke asked.

"Hell yeah " I agreed readily. "Me and Rae need all the help we can get against you four."

[crumbling-cookie-imagines]

may i get some circus!peach x banana with apple (adopted kid) fluff??? maybe preparing for the circus???? idk that OR plum x red pep with moon rabbit as their daughter, just being silly trying to train at the same time, anyone is fine (perferibly the first one tho) BUT if you wont do any its respectable

Plum tied his hair up, glancing at Red Pepper and Moon Rabbit who were chilling on the couch reading a picture book.

“Are we going for training?” Plum asked, “you still have yet to best me.”

“I bested you when I proposed a minute before you did.” Red Pepper didn’t look up from the book as Moon Rabbit giggled happily.

Plum blushed, puffing out his cheeks as Red Pepper did get off the couch and close the book, placing a kiss on Moon Rabbit’s forehead. She smiled at the two of them.

“Can I come along?” She pleaded, “please, please, please, please, please???”

Red Pepper smiled, looking at Plum, “will it throw off your groove?”

“No…” Plum mumbled, shaking his head, “it won’t.”

Moon Rabbit cheered, scrambling up off the couch to join the two by the door and put on her shoes quickly. Red Pepper chuckled, pressing a kiss on Plum’s cheek.

“I thought you liked these cartoons,” Plum hummed trying to ignore the warmth that was slowly starting to tint his face red.

“Yeah, but I like spending time with you and papa better!” Moon Rabbit puffed out her cheeks, nodding. “Cartoons can wait.”

He smiled faintly, glancing at Red Pepper, “are you ready to go?”

“Of course.”

“Wearing a shirt this time?”

Red Pepper flushed as Moon Rabbit gave the two a curious look, “of course I am.”

Plum just hummed with a nod, opening the door. “I’d like it if you didn’t.”

Moon Rabbit tugged on Red Pepper’s sleeve when Plum walked outside, and when Red Pepper crouched down closer to Moon Rabbit’s height the girl smiled at him.

“It’s okay papa, I like your shirt.”

Red Pepper chuckled, nodding, “thank you, sweetpea. That means a lot to me. Let’s go join daddy outside, okay?”

She nodded, running out of the front door to latch onto Plum’s leg who let out a startled squeak. She just grinned brightly, as if she hadn’t just startled him.

“We’re just gonna do a jog.” Red Pepper announced, walking to the two of them once the door was locked, “warm up and everything.”

Plum looked as if he was about to interject with some protest before Red Pepper made a subtle nod towards Moon Rabbit and he refrained. Essentially the long eye-contact and changes in expression boiled it down to Plum wanting to actually do his whole regiment and Red Pepper having to remind him that their daughter was tagging along.

Moon Rabbit, who had this whole silent conversation going over her head both figuratively and literally, bounced on the spot with a happy hum. “Can we go shopping after? We can buy rice cakes!”

“We still have rice cakes from last shopping trip.” Plum mumbled, messing up her hair.

“There’s never enough rice cakes!” She giggled.

Plum shrugged, deciding against arguing. Worst comes to worst, they bought more rice cakes. He didn’t understand the appeal but it made her smile and that was enough. Moon Rabbit quickly grabbed one of Plum’s hands before grabbing Red Pepper’s hand.

“Let’s go!” She started running to the sidewalk, or trying to run. She couldn’t exactly pull two adults after her, but Plum and Red Pepper walked fast enough that it gave the illusion of that. 

Moon Rabbit was small, so it wasn’t much of a warmup for her parents then it was to her. She ended up getting tired of running at the end of the road, instead just swinging their hands as all three of them walked. On the way back, she begged Plum to give her a piggyback ride there, and he did. Red Pepper couldn’t help but chuckle every time Moon Rabbit yelled ‘faster!’ and the peaceful walk quickly turned into a race home.