thinking abt al haitham spanking kaveh’s little bunny🐰🎀, but then he gets distracted at how fat your cunny is.
kaveh and al haitham have specific ways of governing you that without fail will always end in conflict.
al haitham paints his roommate to be spineless, as he falls for your charms quite frequently. each time kaveh makes a promise to discipline you , and each time you bat your pretty eyelashes and warm his cock with your mouth, slobbering promises to never disobey again.
the architect is nothing but putty in your hands but your tactics however never work on the scribe. any error is corrected .
with your perched butt over his lap and tail upright, you flinch from the collision of big palms meeting the plumpest part of your behind. but ! ! al haitham has to pause . he’s in awe at the pretti bunny with a fat milky cunt. its so puffy and thick that he is sure that if he put his cock between them, your folds would hug his dick. all of a sudden a lesson to discipline you is now a lesson teaching a cute bunny how to hop up ‘n’ down on a fat cock.
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It's one of my biggest headcanons ever that Vash does NOOOT like his birthday dude I just can't believe it...Knives however. Biggest birthday enjoyer ever. He is the special birthday boy. 🤗🤗🤗
Knives usually leaves Vash alone but Vash KNOWS Knives is going to make an effort to show up on their birthday and it stresses him out so bad. Especially if the July incident was on their birthday...that would leave horrible memories for him. 😭 Not to mention how painful remembering his first birthday with Rem would be. Plus Knives would act so bitchy about it like wooow dont even want to see your own brother on your birthday wow. I get it I'm just the worst ever ..🥀 Vash would be so over it.
I feel so strongly that Vash is the introvert while Knives is the extrovert. Knives self isolates out of fear and disgust of humans but he secretly thrives while talking to others. Especially if they have strong opinions he can argue against (definitely a debate bro). If Knives had a normal childhood he would've loved big crowds, he has absolutely no social awareness or shame . Or filter. He'd talk to anyone who'd listen. Knives drives himself absolutely insane with his own isolation. All he really wants is social connection, something he's convinced himself is impossible with humans. That's why he's so fixated on getting Vash to stay, he feels Vash is the only person he can actually talk to. Vash on the other hand, would do anything for 5 minutes alone. He is constantly pushing away Milly, Meryl, and even Wolfwood. He cannot let anyone know him beyond his silly guy persona. He especially doesn't like being celebrated (doesn't think he deserves it. 😂😂😂) He is constantly trying to skip out on the parties towns people throw for him, leaving without saying goodbye. (He does like getting drunk tho...makes talking easier) He'd never EVER share his birthday with anyone. Especially not Wolfwood or the girls. Knives however, would tell EVERYONE !!! (like how the entire Gung Ho Gun knew Knives had a brother, but Meryl had no idea Vash did. I think Knives loves talking about himself and his tragic past, painting himself as the forever victim to absolutely anyone who'd listen. To Vashes absolute horror 😭.) Vash is constantly drained from forcing himself to perform socially. He loves people and talking to them but he just needs like. 8 hours of alone time to properly function. That's why he gets so bitchy with everyone sometimes lol. She just needs a naaaaap omg 🤦♂️. But he feels guilty for being snippy and tired so he'll force himself to be social anyway. Which makes it worse. Love hiiim !!!! 😍 Either way they're both hurting themselves when they behave like this.
Knives is definitely the yapper while Vash just listens. I feel like Vash would appreciate not having that pressure to constantly respond. Even if Knives can be overbearing, I do think they enjoy each other's company. When they aren't... trying to murder each other. Nobody knows him like Knives does, it would almost be relieving not having to pretend to be happy all the time. He can perfectly morally justify being as mean to Knives as he wants to be !! And he wouldn't admit it, but he does enjoy listening to Knives complain about nothing. He thinks it's funny. Knives is just happy to be with someone he's deemed worthy of his time. He views Vash as his equal, someone he actually trusts to confide in. They are the opposite and also the same in every way life is so beautiful I love these guys.
It would also just be such a cute subversion of audience expectation if Knives, the self proclaimed people hater, was a people person. I think that's sooo interesting and makes so much sense with the context of his desperation for the approval of humans when he was a child. I think kid Knives would've tried to argue that celebrating something everyone goes through is pointless, but would love all the attention anyway. Even be a bit resentful that it was Vashes birthday too if he didn't seem to appreciate the attention as much. As he got older hed mellow out and warm up to the idea of having a birthday and sharing it. Mostly as an excuse to talk to Vash and make everything about himself again. Lol. Plus I think he likes organizing parties. His dream is to have that sweet 16 fantasy the humans in the old world used to have. He actually wants to be normal is the thing. They both do.
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(okay i was more confident about being able to write puppy sloan that i should have been. i feel like i just wrote them normally but like. with ears and a tail. if u want me to rewrite i 110% will!!)
req: @archangelsarchway can... can i request reader petting puppy sloan guys pelase HEAR EM OUT IT WOULD LITERALLY BE SO AMAZING...
The front door opens around six o’clock, and instead of the usual rushed sound of Sloan kicking off their boots, you hear two quiet thuds. Instead of the excited running to the couch that you were waiting for them on, you hear lethargic footsteps trudging towards you.
“Sloan?” you call out.
Usually they would perk up at your voice, literally jumping onto the couch where you were waiting, but this time they answer back with “Mm-hm?” The TV, volume on low, nearly drowns them out. You keep your eye on the entrance to the living room, watching as they walk in, eyes staring at the floor, ears nearly flat on their head.
“What’s wrong?” They shrug before looking up at you. There are bags under their eyes, darker and deeper than usual, and their eyes lack the light that usually shone through.
“Long day, I guess.” They collapse on top of you, wrapping you in a bear hug and burying their face in your chest. Your hands automatically come up to the mop of hair on their head, stroking their ears gently.
“Do you wanna talk about it?”
“Nuh-uh.” They let out a deep sigh. “Nothing really happened, I just missed you.”
“Aw, baby.” You rub at the back of their ears with a little more pressure, which they groan quietly at. “I missed you, too. You’re off tomorrow, right?” They nod. “We can spend all day together, promise. Do you want to go to the beach?”
They look up at you. “Just wanna stay in with you. Can we watch Studio Ghibli movies? I still haven’t seen Howl.”
“Mi vida, I don’t think that movie’s about what you think it is.”
“Why would it be called Howl then? What other animal howls?”
“Howler monkeys?”
“Don’t count.” You let out a laugh, and they smile, laying back in your chest. “I love your laugh, amor.” They rest for another minute before they roll onto their back, eyes closed. “Tell me about your day.”
“I didn’t do much,” you start.
“That’s okay, I just wanna hear you talk.” You rub Sloan’s scalp with the tips of your fingers as you tell them about what you did while they were gone. Cleaning the kitchen, doing some laundry, starting some sitcom before realizing that they would probably want to watch it with you, turning on reruns of the Office to fill the void they leave when they’re not home instead.
“I did some baking, too,” you remember. Their ears perk up at this.
“What’d you make?”
“Guess.”
“Hmm…” They open their eyes, looking up at you as they think. “Cake? Cookies?”
“Nope, nope.”
“Brownies?”
“Not quite.”
“Oh!” They sit up, turning around to look at you. You can see their tail wagging a bit, but you can hear the distinct thump of it against the couch clearly. “Did you make churros?”
You grin. “How did you guess?”
“Did you make chocolate sauce to go with them?” Their eyes are full of hope, sparkling in a way that the sun could never hope to replicate.
“Baby, you know chocolate makes you sick.”
“Chocolate makes everyone sick if they have enough!”
“You can barely eat a tablespoon before your stomach starts hurting.”
They pout. “Maybe I just want you to rub my tummy.”
You place a hand on their cheek, leaning in to kiss them on their forehead. “I made the carob dip to go with them.”
“It’s not the same…” They drag the last word out. “But I guess it’ll do.” You roll your eyes at them.
“I can make a tiny bit of chocolate sauce to go with them, if you really want.”
“I really, really, really want.” Sloan wraps their hands around yours, still resting on their cheek. “Pretty please?”
You give in. “I’ll make it tomorrow, before we watch the movie. You just want tummy rubs, don’t you?”
“Maaaybe…” They flash you a smile before letting it fade slightly. “Thank you for cheering me up.”
You cock your head slightly. “I didn’t do anything, though.”
“Yeah, but just…” they let out a sigh. “Being around you cheers me up. Talking to you cheers me up. You’re like my puppy.” You blink at them, causing them to swat your arm. “You know what I mean!”
“I know, I just like giving you shit.” You reflect their smile back at them. “I’m glad you feel better. I love you, Sloan. I want to make you happy.”
“I love you, too, (Y/N). You make me happy every day. I love getting to come home to you.” You lean closer into them, putting your hand on their other cheek before capturing their lips in a gentle kiss. After a moment, the two of you pull away.
“Do you want to watch the sitcom I was telling you about?”
“Yeah!” they bark. “What’s it about?”
“It’s sort of like the office, but it’s set in like, a WalMart. I watched like five minutes of the first episode before I realized it’s totally up your alley.”
“You watched five whole minutes without me?” They pout at you once again. “How could you?”
“Baby, you watched half of My Neighbor Totoro without me.”
“I thought you had seen it before! I swear you had said you’d seen it before.”
You shake your head. “Nope, and we still need to finish it, too.”
Sloan yawns, laying their head back on your chest and snuggling in, facing the TV. “We should watch it tomorrow. After Howl.”
You nod, kissing the top of their head, right between their ears. “After Howl.”
The two of you fall asleep on the couch, in a position that would normally be uncomfortable but somehow works for the two of you. Sloan has one leg over yours, holding you close with their nose pressed into your neck, while you hold them tightly, making sure they don’t fall off the couch.
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