#maximum R n B

[transmissionsfromthebattlefield]

The Who are such great listening for the fall. The orange in the leaves really brings out the orange of the beans.

[spibder]

l...ivio.. cries so hard 

[fayesia]

~nsfw alphabet headcannons~

Aaron Hotchner

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hotch is a dad in the show so his parental instincts pull through meaning he’d be so good with aftercare, making sure you’re all taken care of physically and emotionally.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Hotch loves your ass whether it’s in your office pants or in the newest lingerie he spoilt you with. You love Aaron’s hands. easily distracted by them when you’re both on the job or when they’re wrapped around your neck and he’s pounding into you from behind.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum)

Hotch loves spreading his cum across your ass, painting it all over you after he turns them a bright red.

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Hotch secretly loves dabbling in voyeurism, having a quickie in the utility cabinet when fellow agents are looking for either of you, while your moans are nearly heard by passers-by gets him off.

E = Experience (how experienced are they?)

Hotch is well experienced as he’s much older than you are but he’s always loved teaching you new things.

F = Favorite position

As an ass man Hotch loves to have you doggy style, hands either gripping onto your hips or around your neck pushing you into a deep arch against the mattress.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?)

he wouldn’t be too goofy during sex but maybe before or after there would be some humorous moments.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they?)

Hotch is as well groomed down there as he is on his head, neat and tidy for sure.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment?)

Aaron is quite intimate except maybe when he’s really dominant and gets rough with you as a form of punishment.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

On trips across the country where he must be away from you, the two of you might take the risk of mutual masturbation over the phone or he’ll have to jerk off to picture or videos you’ve taken in the past on his phone.

K = Kink(s)

Hotch definitely has a dominant side of him in and out of the bedroom and having you call him sir would have him fucking you ten times harder and faster.

L = Location (favorite places to do it)

you both do it mostly in the bedroom or hotel rooms but one of the most memorable times for the two of you would be when he bent you over his office desk and fucked you.

M = Motivation (turn ons)

Anytime Hotch sees you wearing tight clothes around the office or even when you’re out on duty in your uniform that hugs your curves perfectly, he can barely go about the case without being distracted. When you’re at home seeing you in a summer dress would drive him wild.

N = No (turn offs)

Hotch would draw the line at any age play.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving)

He would treat you first, eating you out until you cum at least once.

You love seeing him lose control and in his office when you’re kneeling under his desk he’s used to having you suck him off before hoisting you up and fucking you in his lap.

P = Pace (are they fast or slow, sensual or rough)

Hotch is usually intense and rough, but he’d make sure you were enjoying it and depending on the type of moment it is he could also be slow and gentle holding you close to him.

Q = Quickie (do they like them, how often do they do them)

You would like them more than Hotch but he wouldn’t be against them by any means. They don’t happen often but when they do it’s a spur of the moment and filled with a lot of passion.

R = Risk (do they like risky sex)

He would enjoy seeing you under his control like when you’re trying to keep quiet because of how hard he’s doing you, so the idea of risky sex is appealing to him.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Hotch would have a good amount of stamina so maybe a maximum of 2 rounds before he’s coming, but he would’ve made you cum a lot more times before he does.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them on a partner or themselves?)

He wouldn’t own any toys himself but he wouldn’t be against using some of yours on you during sex.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Hotch would LOVE to tease you, if you’re r in public or in the bedroom he does not care.

V = Volume (how loud they are during intimacy)

They’re not that loud but god do they do things that make YOU so loud, easily masking over any of the noises he makes.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

ceo!aaron hotchner x personal assistant!reader: he would use you as his own personal fucktoy during work and spoil you all the time when you aren’t together.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Hotch keeps in good shape considering his career. He’s probably at least 7 or 8 inches erect.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Hotch isn’t always horny but when he’s around you his sex drive is very strong and he could go for numerous rounds.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards?)

Hotch would make sure you were all taken care of, softly caressing you until you both fell asleep close to each other.

[schrodinger-swriter]

Hazbin Fluff alphabet

Greetings, in between requests I've decided to give this little... thing.. a go! I want to give credit to my friend @the-s1lly-corner for giving me the idea, and for allowing me to use their list as a reference.

To keep things easy on my end, I only ask that you only use one character per ask with a maximum of 9 letters per ask. Of course, you can send in multiple; this is mostly to limit how long a post is and because I feel this will be easier on me if I kept it to one character.

Other than that you may request to your hearts desire!

Only character off the table is Valentino. Not all characters are tagged, but it's not exactly a limit of who I will and won't write for. If there is any additional character I do not feel confident or comfortable writing for I will let it be known.

A- ATTRACTION (What they look for in a partner/find desirable, their type)

B- BONDING (What activities do they do with their partner?)

C- CUDDLING (How do they feel about it? Who's big/little spoon?)

D- DATES (What does a romantic night look like for them? Do you stay in or go out?)

E- EMOTION (How emotional are they in the relationship? Do they wear their heart on their sleeve or pick up a cool and collected mask?)

F- FAMILY (Do they want children? If so how many?)

G- GIFT GIVING (What gifts do they bring to their partner? What gifts do they like receiving?)

H- HARSH (How often do you two get into arguments or misunderstandings? Who tries to patch things up first?)

I- INJURY (How do they cope when their partner gets hurt? Are they able to care for their partner? Or if the roles were reversed, would they want their partner to take care of them?)

J- JEALOUSY (How jealous do they get? How do they handle it?)

K- KISSES (Their favorite place and way to kiss you, and their favorite place to be kissed)

L- LOVE LANGUAGE (How they show their love)

M- MARRIAGE (Do they wanna get married or are they content with a long term relationship? Marriage isn't the end all be all, after all)

N- NO (What are their deal breakers? What can and will break the relationship apart?)

O- ODDITY (What are their quirks or habits?)

P- PET NAMES (What do they call you? What do they like to be called?)

Q- QUESTION (Curiosity! What common questions do they ask you?)

R- RISK (How far are they willing to go for you?)

S- SHH (What/How many secrets do they hold?)

T- TUNES (Your song! What song do you guys associate with the relationship?)

U- UPSET (What is it like when one of you are upset? How do you cheer the other up?)

V- VALENTINE (How is the holiday spent?)

W- WARRIOR (How they feel about you working alongside them in their work/fighting)

X- X-RAY (How well can they read you?)

Y- YEARN (How do they cope with separation, if they struggle at all?)

Z- ZZZZ (What's it like to share a bed with them?)

[rainee-da]

Hello how's your day!! I wanna request fluff for the Walkis (the six critters) if that's okay... Thank you very much!!!!

URGRHRH I JUST RLLY LIKE YOUR WRITINGS HUEGSGSJAJKAK

🍀 Lay Down in Their Lap [2]

CHARACTER ❥ Lévis Rosequartz 🧲 / Charles Contini 📞 / Galuf Gargaron 👅 / Kenny Clark 🧊 / Malcolm Curtis 🪲 / Lovie Rosequartz ⚡

W A R N I N G ⚠️ R-15 for suggestive themes on some / BIG SPOILER for anime watchers!!!! / might be too OOC for you.

L É V I S R O S E Q U A R T Z 🧲

Scarlet red creeped from his neck up to his face. He stares at you with a bewildered look, unable to comprehend your 'ridiculous' request.

"H-huh?! Y-you want t-to... s-sleep... my l-lap... are you insane?! Stop acting like an idiot!" he shrieked as he scooted back to the edge of the bench.

He tried. He swears to the mightiest God or Goddess up there that he tried his absolute best to stay firm. He tried to kept a stern posture while you're looking at him like a kicked puppy.

After all, laying on people's lap in broad daylight on school ground is too lovey-dovey! too scandalous!

What would everyone think?! What would his FATHER think?!

But his resolution dwindling as rapidly as it could when you asked him again. This time fully utilizing those puppy-eyes to its maximum capacity.

"F-Fine! Just do whatever you want!" he snapped with an angry tone as he finally scooted closer and slumped his back against the bench, grabbing his abandoned book and flipping it to random page.

His mind is gearing at a rapid pace as he tried to calm his nerves, his damaged eyes now started to feel itchy. That's fine though, just act as if you didn't care and all would be fine, right?

The rumble in his mind shatters when he finally felt that soft pressure against thighs. He, embarrassingly, lets out a high-pitched low screech and he almost bang his nape to the bench.

"I-Idiot! Stop moving around so much!" he barked weakly as he squirmed in his seat, while you simply nuzzle onto his thighs. Uncaring of his outward misery.

He swears to God you'll make him die from heart attack one of these days…

He gulped, face scarlet red and teeth gritting as he stares down at your peaceful expression. His brain fixated onto your facial features, silently making it his new fixation.

His hand moves to move the strand that is in the way of your face. And his index finger accidentally brush against your lips...

Why is it moist? Can he try it-

Your face will ended up being littered with a bunch of tiny shred of paper. Because the man above you is apparently too nervous and ending up grinding down on his book with his teeth.

C H A R L E S C O N T I N I 📞

"Y-yes? Sure, sure... of course, Mama... W-what? My voice? O-oh, I'm just cold... It's winter a-after all.. Yes, yes, of course I'm using the b-blank...kkket.... you gave me... Really, I'm fine!"

The one and only Charles Contini is, in fact, not fine. His face is currently match that of a boiling hot kettle.

His body trembles, hand almost dropping his phone as he attempts (but failed) to gave you his meanest death-glare.

But you didn't care. You just swing your head on his thigh mischievously then get your head back inside his shirt, doing whatever you want.

His other hand desperately yanked the fabric of your clothes, teeth gritting and in the break of speaking to his mother on the phone he mouthed to you a word 'please', his lips is now visibly trembling.

You, somehow had managed to make him hate talking to his mother right at this moment.

"Y-yeah yeah... Mama, I reallly think I gotta-Hhhah... Y-yeah really, I'm fine... I swear I'm fine! N-now Igottagobyeeee-" click, finally the torture is over.

He exhales loudly as he plopped his body on the bed. He rolled his body to the side, forcefully ripping you out of his lap. He mumbles, "You're unbelieveable," as he rubbed his face with his palm.

You though, didn't care. You simply take a peek to his face with a smug look on your face, clearly satisfied. Fueling his irritation more.

Out of nowhere though, the tables has turned. He startling you by moving so fast and now you're pinned down on the bed, with him on top of you.

He smirked at you, tilting his head to the side. He looks so menacing... and hot.

"Mama said that I shouldn't play rough with others... but," he purrs quietly as his hand roamed to your sides, and his other hands pick up the strand of your hair and brings it to his mouth, giving it a peck.

His head leans closer, breath brushing againts the skin of your neck and he let out a low chuckle. Your reaction is simply too adorable.

"... I think a punishment is due, don't you think?"

Don't be weird lol he just tickled your sides lmaoooo of course I'm not insinuating anything hahahahhahaa-

G A L U F G A R G A R O N 👅

"I-is this okay? Are you comfortable?" he stutters nervously, both of his hand hovers awkwardly over your relaxes figure on his lap, not knowing where to put it.

On your hair? What if he accidentally yank it? On your stomach? What if he pushed on it too hard? On your chest? Uh-

He snapped out of his turmoil when you mentioned that his shaking hand is currently sweating a river, and it's dripping down on you.

"Huh?! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to please don't hate me-" please guide this poor lad. He never done this with anyone ever before. He's seriously gonna combust into acid mess!

His jitter and stutter earning him a few sore spot in his tongue due to him accidentally biting into it when trying to talk or move. It's a wonder that he managed to NOT bite it off.

His breath hitches when you grabbed his hand gently and guide it to rest flat on your hair, telling him to try playing with it as a start. THIS IS THE START?!

He swears if he accidentally hurt you he'll yank his limb off.

As the time passed by though, he started to calmed down as his mind focused on each strand of your hair. A faint blush tinted his cheek and by the time you realized it, he's in the middle of braiding your hair into a tiny parts. All the time checking your facial expression for any sign of discomfort.

His eyes rounded into what seemed like a doe-eye and his face relaxed, the corner of his mouth is quirked upwards into a small smile. He seems happy... until-

"WHAT'CHA LOOKING AT?!" He suddenly barked with eyes glaring to the side. Panicked, your head follows his direction and you saw his gang standing over there with face full of variation of expression.

Before you managed to speak your mind, your boyfriend's voice boomed across the place as he barked the word "SCRAM", making those group of teens scramble away into obscurity, almost stumbling onto each other.

"They're so noisy, I swear to God..." he mumble quietly, his eyes trailing back to meet your surprised expression. He avert his eyes shyly and he's back to his previous mode, stumbling over his word.

"I-I'm sorry, you must be surprised right?" he stated meekly as his hand silently encouraging you to lay back on his lap. "It's just my friends, they're being noisy as per usual. I hope I didn't scare you..."

Honestly, the duality of this man is mind-boggling.

K E N N Y C L A R K 🧊

"Calm down, no one's gonna now," he said nonchalantly, patting your hair without looking at you as his hand flipped through the pages of his module.

The both of you are in the library right now, and as it should be; nobody should be flirting in the library. Getting caught holding hands in itself will earn the culprit an one-day ban from accessing the library.

But did your boyfriend care? Of course not.

Because if he cares you wouldn't be in this situation right now; head pressed down onto his lap with one hand while he busying himself, studying for finals.

He reasoned that your love is his 'battery', therefore you should be 'charging him'. Whatever that means.

Sometimes he'll look down on his lap to check on you. He'll pinch on your cheek to make you look at him and he'll blow you a kiss. With a face devoid of any emotions.

Though his face seems stoic, he's actually secretly gushing inside his mind. He swears that that your misery flustered face is so adorable! That blushing cheek, wavering eyes... it brings warm to his chest.

All of that gushy-mushy inside his mind, while you're nervously checking around the room. Afraid to find the librarian striding in without any time for you to react.

The both of you have been banned from the library for far too many times. And finals week is not the ideal time for that to happen.

Noticing your distress, he closed his eyes and sighed softly. His hand relaxed and he stopped putting pressure onto your head. Giving you a chance to finally scrambled out of his lap and act normal!

But that's too boring for him.

That's why now he wrapped his hand around your shoulder and pulling you closer. Effectively making you lean on his shoulder.

But that's not enough for him, no! so he uses his hand to tilted your head upwards, making you face him while he leans closer to rubbed the tip of his nose to yours. Enjoying the reaction he earned from you.

"Rest assured, my angel," he mumbled quietly, intentionally breathing through his mouth so it would brush onto your lips. "After all, our love is always stealthy, it will flies under the radar." yikes

You might be hallucinating but you swear that you saw a glimpes of his lips quirked upwards slightly as he leans closer slowly, tilting his head, almost touching your lips...

"MR. CLARK WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING IN MY LIBRARY?!"

On a positive note, if you get a bad grades for final, you're free to blame him now! Yay!

M A L C O L M C U R T I S 🪲

"Are you bored, my dear?" his voice is calm and soothing as he push the strand of hair that is in your face to the side, his other hand is brushing through the back of your hair gently.

He look to the side and stares at his fishing equipment that he put up by the edge of the river. It's been an hour and no fish has taken the bait yet.

He's not surprised though. Fishing is a long, waiting game after all. Especially if one decides to not use a lure. For him though, that's what makes it even more satisfying if he managed to catch one.

You lay on the grass with your head on his lap. Moaning and groaning about 'stupid fish not knowing what a fine cuisine is'. A low chuckles escapes his mouth, muffled by the tube in his mouth.

"Well, it's indeed taking longer than usual for fish to take my bait. I'm experimenting with the new bug after all," and that made you pouted. Something that he adores the most.

He's always hesitant to bring you with him fishing, knowing that you'll not be entertained. But for some reasons you always insisting on coming along, and every time his lap always ended up as your pillow.

Not that he minded though. You seemed relaxed and content as you nuzzle onto his thigh. And that's all he wanted, for you to be comfortable around him.

Not many people can bear to look at his... face. People often stated that 'it's the face that can only be loved by his mother'.

Not you though... you seems to think that his face is ethereal, as if he's one of Michelangelo's masterpiece. He never knew why you seems to think that way... but it warms his heart.

You suddenly shrieked, almost making him jump to defensive position and activate his magic. He frantically look to the side and his eyes widened when his fishing rod had finally started to twitch.

He moves away as you woke up from his lap and quickly keep a hold to the fishing rod, slowly reeling it in and strategically stopped to not startle anything that is currently taking his bait.

Meanwhile his heart thump against his chest, hearing you yelling encouragements to him as if you're a cheerleader.

And... voila! It's a baby catfish.

He stares at the wiggling little fish at the end of of his rod with a deadpanned expression, while you currently laughing your ass off.

He looks towards your direction, and he was stunned in silence as he stares at your amused face. It was simply... beautiful.

He knew his hobby is boring for you. But if it can make you laugh like this... he hopes you'll never get bored coming along with him.

He feels serene, at peace, all because of you.

L O V I E R O S E Q U A R T Z ⚡

"Oh, Hi... sorry, but Lévis is not here" he greets you with a soft voice as you come to his room, closing the book he's been reading and giving you his full attention as you walked to his bed.

His eyes widened in surprised when you, as usual, told him that you're here to hang out with him. A faint blushes painted his cheek as he let out a sweet laugh, "Oh, of course! please, come sit by me. I was starting to get bored myself."

He never gets used to you visiting him for some reasons. Even after a year of him being sick and losing his magic, he never did.

After being bedridden, it's rare for him to met people other than Lévis. His father never even consider him exist anymore, deeming him to be a defective product.

Maybe the last time he met his father was more than half a year ago? when he dragged him to this room?

All of that didn't surprised him though, he was just happy that his brother didn't meet the same fate as him. He believes all of this happen as a karma for never tried to stand up for his brother.

For you to stick around and visiting him every other weekend though, just to hang out with him and nothing else, is never failed to surprised him. I mean, why? he was weak now, everybody leaves, why won't you?

He giggles as he scoots a bit to give you space. As per usual, you'll get on his bed and put your head on his lap. Hugging his thin thigh in a koala grip as if it's your lifeline.

The pressure was a bit too tight, but it was fully welcomed. The extra warmth from your body is radiating and creeping to his heart, warming the negative thoughts away.

"How was school? anything interesting?" he questioned while brushing his hand to your hair, and his sweet smile never fades as he listens to your story. His eyes radiating with adoration as he stares down at you.

For him, your story was always interesting. Even if all you gonna talk in your entire visit is only about the shitty new cafeteria menu you had on school, it was all very interesting for him.

If you mentioned about his smile towards you, he'll giggle and cup your cheeks before giving your lips a small peck, "It's because I love you so much. You're so cute!"

Any reactions you gave him after that will earned you more peck for him. Don't scoot away from his lap though, he'll be sad! and he'll use his entire energy if he should to drag you back to his lap.

In his weakened state, all whom stay by his side other than Lévis is only you. For him, you're the breathe of fresh air in this cramped, lavish space.

Your existence stuck in his mind, and it's what keeps him going through the day as he dealt with the illness in his body.

As he pressed his forehead on top of yours, he mutters a soft 'thank you' before sighing, enjoying your presence by his side.

He'll trade everything in the world, for you to stay by his side... forever.

By the way, Lévis is currently outside of his room the entire time, holding a tray of food, wondering if he should go in and become a cockblock or not.

I'm currently as good as a constipated bull right now And THANK YOUUUUU SM BOO I'M HAPPY THAT YOU LIKE MY WRITING! 😭😭😭 UEEEEEEEEEEEE-

Since you didn't specify what type of scenario you would want me to write, I used this prompt to write for them. If this is not what you mean, feel free to send another request!!!

I put Lovie in as a curve ball because I'm curious on how I myself would interpret a character that only appeared in the few panels. But unexpectedly Malcolm ended up being the hardest one. I paused writing for a day just because of him lol.

Anyway, thank you @doughnuts-eater for your request! Sorry it takes too long for me to write! I hope you and everyone else will enjoy this one too! 🍀

[s1llysmut]

NSFW Alphabet for Charlie

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

She’s VERY attentive to your needs. Literally anything you need or want she will run to get you it.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Her favourite body part of herself is her hands. She’s very confident in their abilities. On you her favourite body part is your pussy. She’s a pussy enjoyer what can she say!

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She loves when you cum in her mouth. She genuinely loves the taste.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She doesn’t really keep any secrets from you. She’s pretty much an open book when it comes to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s not super experienced but she knows the basics so that’s something right?

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Scissoring. She loves rubbing her most intimate part with yours. It makes her feel closer to you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She’s definitely goofy. She doesn’t see why anyone needs to be super serious during sex?

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I feel like she shaves. I’m not sure why I just get that feeling. Maybe she likes the soft feeling of it?

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She’s very romantic. She loves you so much and just wants to show you it in any way possible. Sometimes she’s so romantic that it’s laughable.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She doesn’t masturbate very often. If she does it’s with a pillow pretending it’s your thigh.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

She loves your moans but does that count as a kink? She could cum from just hearing your pretty noises.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom. She hates the idea of being caught by anyone.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If you give her those bedroom eyes she’s going to melt immediately.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

She doesn’t want to hurt you ever at all. So absolutely no sadomasochism.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She loves the taste of you and the beautiful moans you let out so she definitely prefers eating you out.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

She’s very slow and sensual. She loves you and wants to enjoy every moment with you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Nope. She hates them.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She’s a bit nervous about risks but if you’re very insistent on it, she will try it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She can go 2 rounds maximum. She’s a sensitive girl okay?

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She owns a strap-on to use on you, other than that she doesn’t have anything.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not at all. She’s too sweet and hates to see you in pain or desperate.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She’s not super loud but she lets out moans of your name. She tries to be quieter though so she can hear you better.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She will literally whimper if you pull her into a kiss by her bow tie. Also, when she has a really strong orgasm her horns come out.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

She’s got B cups. Not huge but they’re perky.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not very high. She’s quite innocent and content with just being wholesome with you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She makes sure you’re comfy before she even thinks about sleeping.

[cassiefromhell]

Clairvoyant: Visions (pt. 2)

Nanami Kento x International Sorcerer!Clairvoyant!Reader

Prologue (heavily encouraged to read this first.)

wc: 2.3k

warnings: mention of blood/gore (brief descriptions), very short sexual cues, SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS you MUST be finished with season 2 please & ty

a/n: requests are always open, submit shit, im bored <3

“Nanamin,” Yuji calls, finding his teacher standing in the back of the assembly hall, his face pale. “What does this mean?”

“It means we’re getting a visitor,” Nanami frowns, hands tensed at his sides. 

“Then why is everyone so worried?”

“Because,” Gojo joins in, grinning, having appeared out of nowhere. “Everyone here is a worrywart. Nothing is going to happen.”

“Did you not receive the code?” Nanami raises a brow. “The damned Reaper Repeller is coming. The kids don’t deserve to be lied to.”

“…What’s the Reaper Repeller?” Yuji tilts his head to the side. “Some weapon?”

“I met her a couple times,” Gojo’s smile widens. “She’s pretty damn cool. She’s part of the International Squad and can see the future, so when she shows up it either means that our superiors deemed that a mission needed an extra hand, or that she saw something and is coming to change what she saw. Last time, she saw that I was gonna make a building fall or something, so she gave me a certain set of rules, like what to not do. No buildings fell, so she’s pretty legit.”

“That was an 18C18 code,” Nanami grumbles. “That didn’t even require an assembly. This is an 18J18.”

“…What’s that one, again?” Gojo gives a sheepish smile.

“I’m so lost,” Yuji mumbles, looking between the two. “18?”

Megumi walks up, followed by Nobara, and joins the conversation. “This is a J?”

Nanami nods.

“How do you break down the codes?” Nobara adds.

Nanami sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “The eighteens are for R and R, due to her nickname. The letter in the middle represents what she saw. For example, she showed up to Canada a few months ago on a code 18A18, which meant a battle would cause some sort of dispute that would stir trouble. B means she saw a civilian or two die. C means she saw mass civilian death. And so on, until J. It’s the maximum letter.”

“And?” Nobara pushes, raising a brow. 

“It means she saw something very bad, and everyone has been gathered to be told who is set to die.”

Stepping off the jet, you haul your suitcase behind you, and are immediately greeted by two men. You know them both — you studied the entire Japanese Sorcerer database on your way here.

Kiyotaka Ijichi, clad in a suit with a grimace on his face.

Masamichi Yaga, principal of Tokyo Jujutsu High and teacher to one of the students you watched die.

“We would welcome you, but we know you aren’t here with good news,” Yaga says with a sigh, straightening his uniform. “Please, follow us. Ijichi will take your bags.

The pilot of your jet is already helping Mila unload the twenty-three suitcases you brought, all full to the brim with weapons and necessary training items you handpicked to make sure you turn the gate of Shibuya.

“My associate will get them,” you gesture to Mila, who is currently hooking all of the bags onto her extra limbs, leaning back a little from the weight. You grip the handle of your singular personal suitcase.

The two men nod, not bothering to even try arguing with you. Why would they, when you’ve come with death biting your heels?

You slip sunglasses off of your forehead and over your eyes, following them as you approach three cars, sleek and black with a subtle Jujutsu symbol on the back license plate. 

It’s a short car ride over, one in which you and Mila sit silently in the back of a limo, while Yaga tries to ask you questions. Nobody gets a private briefing, that’s just how you operate. You avoid all his inquiries with vague comments, crossing your legs and sipping a glass of sparkling water. International sorcerers are known for kind of being hardasses anyway, so 

You pull up to the school in no time, and Yaga escorts you and Mila through the building, down hallways and around corners. Eventually, he stops outside a large set of double doors and turns to face you.

“This is the assembly hall. All of Japan’s sorcerers are gathered behind these doors,” he gestures to the entrance. “Please remember that we have children in there.”

“I know,” you whisper. “One of them dies.”

Yaga goes very still, and you walk past him, opening the doors and immediately finding yourself on a slightly elevated platform.

A massive crowd of dark blue uniforms stands before you, all falling quiet at your entry.

You step forward, approaching a podium. Mila has her spider limbs tucked away, as to not appear threatening. She hands you a stack of papers, and you gather them, placing them on the podium as you lean forward to speak onto the microphone.

“Good Evening, sorcerers. My name is (Y/n). I won’t stretch this meeting to be longer than needed. My technique is Clairvoyance, and I am here because I have seen the future of a battle here in Japan. It will take place in Shibuya, on October 31st.”

A murmur goes through the crowd, but you clear your throat to recapture their full attention.

“I do not want you to be afraid. My visions can be changed. Without me, there will be sorcerer death, irrevocable damage, and the snuffing out of thousands of lives, including civilians. But I am here to help. To do so effectively, I will call forward the names of the affected. I will save your lives. Stop you from losing limbs. Prevent disaster. Do not be afraid.”

The room goes deadly silent.

“Nanami Kento.”

And just like that, the crowd erupts once more.

A man in the back of the crowd — the blond that you saw burnt and ultimately exploded — nods to the pink-haired boy at his side and starts making his way through the crowd.

With a sharp raising of my hand, the crowd goes silent once more, as Nanami passes soldiers who give him solemn nods.

“Kugisaki Nobara.”

You continue calling names, until you have at least a dozen sorcerers in front of you. Too many are children. There are managers, too, and other people in suits. 

Your eyes skim the crowd, then fall back to your paper, which has crumpled in your grip. You call the last name, knowing what reaction you’ll get.

“Gojo Satoru.”

The crowd erupts, the room filling shouts and surprised cries and confused discussion.

The Untouchable.

You take a steadying breath at the rowdiness and gesture towards a private briefing room to your left, raising your voice to a shout.

“I will now ask for those who have been called to follow my associate here into a separate room. You all will be privately briefed. The rest of you… you will get the minimum details from your superiors.”

With that, you step back from the podium, and even more of the gathered sorcerers start shouting, demanding more details. You ignore them — you have to. Mila guides the called ones into a side room, just as you approach a small group of superiors and give them the very basics: there will be a city cratering, and the start of many bad, bad situations. You inform them that you will be making ideal teams for the mission, which you will release in a few days’ time.

With dragging feet, you force yourself to walk to the side room, where all of the ill-fated sorcerers are.

So far, at least.

Dealing with the future is a tricky business. Changing one thing, even so simple as this meeting, will cause different futures, which you will see and have to adapt to. 

You swing open the door, and find everyone already sitting at a long, oval table.

“I’m sure you’re all not happy to be here,” you take a corner of the room to stand in, crossing your arms and attempting to look as non threatening as possible. “Unfortunately, this meeting is necessary. I’ll call you each one by one into a private space, to be told what will happen without intervention. From there, we’ll talk about options—”

“(Y/n),” Gojo interrupts, leaning back in his chair like this is all just a game. “You know me. I don’t really need to be here, do I?”

“You do.”

“What’s gonna happen, I get a scratch? Lose a limb? Shoko will fix all of that,” he drawls, putting his hands behind his head.

“Gojo, you’re going to be sealed in a box, and then a shit ton of people are going to die or be injured trying to save your ass,” you reply, narrowing your eyes. “You need to be here.”

No more arguments come.

You step forward, softening your expression, and your eyes land on the blond man, sans goggles — Nanami Kento. He’s handsome, even if in the back of your mind you still see that burned half of him. You decide he’ll be the first.

“Kento, right?” You drop the formalities — which you’re happy to do anyway, since you usually struggle with those when you’re in Japan. “Please, come with me.”

His jaw tenses as his eyes flick over you, and then he stands. You escort him into a small private room, closing the door behind you. There’s three comfortable chairs and a little coffee table, which has tissues and a pitcher of water with glasses on it. Comfort items, because people often cry.

Kento sits in one chair, and you take the one across from him. He’s exactly as you imagined in your vision. Tall, muscular, with a sharp jaw to match. He smells like vanilla and cedar. Except this time, the putrid scent of burning flesh is left out. He’s so… lovely.

“Lay it on me,” he clasps his hands together in his lap, after pulling his goggles off. 

You chew your bottom lip. You usually don’t have issues with this part of the process; the bluntness is part of your job. But something about this man is putting you off, making your mind stagger behind your duty. Typically, there’s a sniffling/worried/sobbing/angry person in front of you. But Kento? He’s so… ready for this. Not upset at all.

“You would die a hero,” you whisper.

Then you blink, realizing what you said. There’s no need for comfort here. Excessive sweetening of the truth is just counterproductive. And yet, something in you is screaming at you not to stop.

“In your current fate, a curse burns half of your body. And yet, you still fight. On death’s door, you would be noble. A good mentor for your students. One they would miss dearly,” a tear pricks at the edge of your eye. “The curse by the name of Mahito is the one to finish you off. But we will stop that path. You will live, that I can be sure of. I’m sure your future has already changed, just because this conversation is setting the base for the weeks of prevention training to come.”

If anything is going through his head, he doesn’t show it. “Does your technique show you when the future changes?”

You scratch the back of your neck. “In a way. My technique has a mind of it’s own. I can typically foresee imminent death a few moments before it happens, but I can also get mass visions like I got of Shibuya. If I need something more specific, like to see if your future changes, I would have to touch you, and then see what my technique gives… me…”

You trail off as he holds out his hand, eyes focused with intent. 

“Please,” he murmurs. 

You nod, slowly sliding your hand against his—

“Oh my gods, that’s a lot of roses,” your jaw drops, eyes widening at the sight before you. 

Your bed is littered with roses. The floor is covered in its petals. It’s beautiful, and the scent fills your nose with a loveliness like no other.

“You deserve every last one,” Kento grins, coming up behind you and kissing the nape of your neck. His arms slide around your waist. “For honoring me in being my wife.”

“Wife,” you giggle, tossing your head back to gaze up at him. “I’m never gonna get used to that. Mrs. Nanami,” your tone becomes sing-songy as you admire your engagement ring.

“Always and forever, my love,” he leans down, claiming your mouth with his. His thumbs rub against your hips, then move inwards, moving up and down the seam of your jeans crotch, as you feel him against your ass—

You pull your hand away quickly, blinking as you snap back to reality. You look to his hand, then to his face, but all you can see are his lips, those lips that kisses you better than you’ve ever been kissed in that vision—

“What did you see?” He asks, leaning forward. “What did you see?”

You open and close your mouth. Once. Twice. Thrice. 

“Well…” you start, chewing your lip. “…You live past Shibuya, that I’m certain of.”

Relief crosses his face, and he relaxes, all as your heart pounds harder.

You glance down at your left hand, the hand that now feels too light without a diamond on it. Then you glance back up to him, and even though his expression gives nothing away, you know from that vision that something else is brewing in that beautiful, beautiful head of his.

Because this man? Nanami Kento?

He’ll be your husband.

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[dazz-linglight]

Hello hhave you done a NSFW alphabet with Hwa if not can you do one?

A TO Z NSFW - Seonghwa

A = Aftercare:

He's very caring and always makes sure you're feeling well, so every time you get intimate he will go on a checklist to take care of you. Cleaning, getting you hydrated, sending you for a bath and having food ready. His favorite part is pillow talk, he’ll hold you against his chest and stroke your arms and shoulders while listening to you.

B = Body part:

Your thighs are his weakness. He just loves it and kiss them on every opportunity, squeezing and marking when he goes down on you.

C = Cum:

He prefers to cum on his favoite part of your body: your thighs. He loves to paint them white and smear it around.

D = Dirty secret:

His mind go specially wild when he sees you wearing his clothes. He loves how big it looks on your body and it gives him an insane urge to fuck you with his shirt on.

E = Experience:

Mildly experienced. He didn't have many partners in his life but he does his best and always does researches to improve on what he doesn't know.

F = Favorite position:

It's definitely mating press for him. Having your legs over his shoulders, being able to see your fucked out expressions and muffling your loud moans with kisses. This position allows everything he wants: very little distance, eye contact, your submission. That's an image he always keeps in mind, you folded in half like a gift just for him.

G = Goofy:

He rarely gets gofy during sex, because he's rather focused on making you feel good, so most of times he's serious into the mood.

H = Hair:

He keeps it short, trimming it once a week or once in two weeks when he's busier.

I = Intimacy:

The intimacy is an important aspect for him, it's one of the moments he feels the closest to you and wants to show how much he loves you and your body. He's a very passionate lover.

J = Jack off:

He only does it during tour when he gets too excited and you're not there. He's not one to do it just for fun.

K = Kink :

He definitely have a daddy kink, but he's more on the soft dominant side and marking, but not in obvious places since he likes to make them as your little secret. Bondage as well, he thinks a lot about the trust that goes behind it.

L = Location:

Preferably in private and comfortable spaces, like your room or his with nobody else around.

M = Motivation:

Biting is like the cherry on top for him. Even if you do it playfully or for tease his eyes will darken and he will grab you closer to bite you back and kiss you hard.

N = No:

He’s can give you a bit of control during sex, but he’ll never let you straight up dominate him. He's always on control.

O = Oral:

He totally loves to put that tongue to good use and go down on you and he won't get up from there until he's taken at least two orgasms out of you.

P = Pace:

He likes to stable, not too fast and not slow. His thrusts are deep and you can feel every inch sliding inside you. He’ll pick up the pace if he’s really pent up and specially when he's close to his own orgasm.

Q = Quickie:

It's not something he goes for often, they aren’t really his thing , but he's not totally against having one if you show interest or get really desperate.

R = Risk:

He’s willing to experiment and put some of his researches into action, as well as taking your sugestions as long as it's not too risky. He prefers to stay relaxed and enjoy the moment rather than worrying about external stuff.

S = Stamina:

Usually goes for two rounds, maximum three. Each round lasts for a good while, given his good stamina and the stable pace he goes for.

T = Toys:

He likes to browse through sex toys online from time to time to find something new to bring to your sessions. His favorite ones to buy are chokers and cute anal plugs for you.

U = Unfair:

He doesn’t tease you so often, but when he does, lord have mercy on you, because you won’t be leaving the bed for at least an hour as he continuously brings you to the brink of orgasm and pulls it off you right before you can have that bliss.

V = Volume:

He's most on grunts and groans, the grunts being on the quieter side. His groans are louder when he's close to cumming. He only moans when he cums, squeezing your hips tihgt enough to leave fingerprints.

W = Wild card:

You’re going to find out pretty soon into your intimate relationship with Seonghwa that he has a thing for ripping your underwear, but it's okay because he always comes home with new ones to replace those he destroyed.

X = X-ray:

He's a little above average. It’s not too big that will give you trouble to fit or that will hurt you, it's the right size to give you the most satisfying stretch you can think of.

Y = Yearning:

He's okay with having sex once or twice a week, but he can never turn you down if want to have sex more often than that, specially when he's back from tour.

Z = Zzz:

He can’t fall asleep before you do. He loves to rub your back until you doze off and he likes watching you sleep for a bit as he thinks about how lucky he is to have you in his life.

[underqualified-human]

Saiko Metori NSFW Alphabet

→ Request: hihi!! is this still active?? if so, do you think i can request a NSFW alphabet for saiko metori from saiki k? if you're still doing those ofc!! thank you!

→ A/N: Manga Saiko had no right to be that fine

→ Warnings: Heavy NSFW [obv]

→ Fandom: The Disastrous Life Of Saiki K

→ Pronouns: They/Them

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He gets really emotional after he gets intimate.

For a few moments after he just likes to lay in your arms and listen to your heartbeat

Tries his best, but needs some help in the specifics of what you’d like

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He really likes your hands and all of the things that they can do

His favourite part of himself is his hair

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Likes to cum inside, but always wears a condom

If you want him to pull out, he will try his best 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Not really a secret but he likes to have his hair pulled, both as a dom and as a sub

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Zero, not experience at all

Doesn't really know what he’s doing, but he tries to learn

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Face-off and Standing O

Likes to make eye contact during sex

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Very serious, makes no jokes at all, not giggly either

May get a little annoyed if you are/do any of the above

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Buys only the most expensive grooming products

Probably waxes, doesnt shed a single tear either

It matches btw

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very very intimate

Regularly pulls up with the rose petals and the candles

Hires a violinist to stand outside the door for mood music

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Does it pretty frequently, moreso if you’re uninterested in sex

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Hairpulling

Probably marking as well, both giving and recieving

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Usually does it in his bed, but has done it in the bathroom [read:bathtub]

Avoids public spaced due to the risk factor and the harm it could do to his reputation

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Breathing

No, but really it’s super easy to turn on

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Anything that he considers unsanitary

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers to give over receive 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually allows his partner to set the pace

Otherwise he’s slow and sensual

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s conflicted about it

On one hand, is his high sex drive

On the other hand, is his strong desire to be romantic

All in all quickies don’t happen that often

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s definitely down to experiment as long as everything stays in the bedroom

He usually only takes risks after a lot of pep talk to himself [and asking if his partner was okay with it]

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Weak!

1-3 maximum, if he goes for a fourth he actually passes out lol

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He owns a lot of them and most are for his partner

Probably gets really expensive ones too [buys with cash so his dad doesn’t know]

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Probably likes to get teased more than be the one teasing

But still probably dislikes being teased as much as he dislikes teasing his partner

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud, loud, loud

 Moans and groans and all of them are loud

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Really wants to get into roleplaying, but is too embarrassed to try and bring it up

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Honestly speaking I think he probably has a very high sex drive

At the same time, he’s also very considerate of your boundaries and desires [or lack thereof]

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He falls asleep super fast but might try not to if there's more to be done

[ethereal-blossom]

2k followers celebration!💗

This is a milestone I never thought I would reach, but I am eternally grateful for each and every one of you who enjoys my content. Thank you for sharing the same attachment to our beloved characters that made me want to write for them. I have been inactive the last couple of months, so I want to make it up with a little celebration🌸

Send me one BSD character or Izaya Orihara of Durarara with a maximum of 3 letters from the fluff alphabet. If you want to request for two characters or more letters, you are free to send me two or more separate asks! I hope this way I can reply to them as quick as possible. Here are the letters:

(A) Affectionate = How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?

(B) Best friend = What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?

(C) Cuddles = Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?

(D) Domestic = Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?

(E) Ending = If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?

(F) Fiancé = How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?

(G) Gentle = How gentle are they? Both physically and emotionally?

(H) Hugs = Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?

(I) I love you = How fast do they say the L-word?

(J) Jealousy = How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?

(K) Kisses = What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?

(L) Little ones = How are they around children?

(M) Morning = How are mornings spent with them?

(N) Night = How are nights spent with them?

(O) Open = When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?

(P) Patience = How easily angered are they?

(Q) Quizzes = How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?

(R) Remember = What is their favorite moment in your relationship?

(S) Security = How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?

(T) Try = How much effort would they out into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?

(U) Ugly = What would be some bad habits of theirs?

(V) Vanity = How concerned are they with their looks?

(W) Whole = Would they feel incomplete without you?

(X) Xtra = A random headcanon for them!

(Y) Yuck = What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?

(Z) Zzz = What are their sleeping habits?

[like1overs]

NSFW ALPHABET WITH OBEY ME CHARACTERS

Okay, i know it’s nothing new, but me and my 3yo writing block (my favorite child) likes to be told what to write, so let’s have a fun, shall we?

Give me character and maximum of 3 letters!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

[degusart]

So I colored that image (and added a couple of characters that were missing). Anyway, it's the full lineup of BFFs. I feel so normal about these blorbos. Thank you to @viridiandruid for running such a fun game with great characters!

[characer names credits and other info under the cut]

A)ale! my PC and the loml. Massuraman Binder. They have a minimum of three souls in their body at one time and a maximum of five. they're doing so okay right now; don't worry about it

B) Devin, an eagle ale can summon him through their armor as an ally.

C)Cpt. James Hawkins. played by @theboombardbox, spellsword/barbarian. he's missing half of his soul <3, the Hat Man is following him, and he has worms.

D) Sash played by @halfandhalfling our wich/werewolf bestie. Apparently, she's a princess of the moon, but we don't have time to unpack all of that. Also, her (adoptive) mom fucked James.

E) Fig! Sash's familear

F) Orsa, Kiri's animal companion

G) Revazi, once played by @werepaladin. a barbarian whose "grandfather" Grandfather, a red greatwyrm, has been the patron of the party since like session five.

H) Chosen, in a human-only setting, she's an elf child! She's the reincarnation of ale's greatest enemy from both of their past lives, and they're apparently destined to end each other. But for right now they're buds, and she's the adoptive daughter of Kiri.

I) Kiri, @recoveringrevenant's PC, a Spirit Shaman. The newest Pc of the BFFs, our very chaotic party's grounding force, she can see a lot of stuff going on that no one else can see, both literally and figuratively.

J) Beren, a strange teenager our party was charged with keeping safe, then promptly lost (we're working on it). The person who charged us with keeping him safe may or may not be an abloeth, allied with the red dragon previously mentioned.

K) Cloves, the horse we bought in session two or three, that was then awakened by a random druid. He was one of the oldest members of the BFFs until... recently...

L) Erina, @recoveringrevenant 's retired PC, lets us crash at her place most nights, and she was a founding member of the BFFs, so even though she's not adventuring with us anymore, she's still one of us.

M) Agamemnon, our ship's AI, he's an orb that likes to dress up as a wizard :>

N) Ajatus, a guy we threatened to get to help us, but somehow became fully one of the crew. also, we need him to drive the boat, so, a BFF it is.

O) Father Lagi, a priest whose church collapsed into a skink hole after we visited it. We offered him a job in recompense, though by some of the conversations we've had, he's pitty chill in general. Also he embezzled like all of the church's coffers, so that's funny

P) Dahlver-Nar, one of the many souls that take up residence inside of ale's body. Though he's a bit more permanent. He helps out and gives advice alongside some skick-ass powers.

Q) Naz, this is the character I forgot in the first render of this piece. she's functionally dead atm (permanently trapped inside an amber tree), but you know how it is. a character once played by @recoveringrevenant as well

R) Cousin Chet! the half-dragon half ???? freak. we love him though

S) Bailey Wick, a once stow-away, now rogue-for-hire she has the sticky fingers and high dex our party lacks. So whenever we need to infiltrate a place, we send her on those missions. Though we've recently found out she's like 19, which is horrifying lmao. She also is one of the most competent members of the BFFs only because she's the only character that consistently rolls above a 10 (like genuinely)

T) Tansu, Revazi's twin sister. Our most recent true member of the BFFs, she's.... gone through it

[slosh-reads-animorphs]

The Animorphs are planning a trip to the Yeerk pool! In Animorphs # 17, The Underground, they must dig a long tunnel in mole morph. Let's help them plan out their trip with math! Their tunnel is dug in shifts and at a downward angle. On their return trip, they must dig out a turn around point and then ascend to the surface. I will share my solutions in a week or so if anyone is interested on trying out a solution of their own.

Note: On pages 94 & 95, it turns out the Animorphs frequently encounter rocks they must go around and at about 25ft deep they luckily find a cave and can stop digging. For simplicity we will pretend they can just dig in a straight line to their destination.

a) Given their 2 hour time limit in mole morph, and assuming an average walk speed, w, what is the maximum length tunnel they can dig while being able to safely return to surface?

b) On page 93, Ax, Tobias, and Marco discuss how long it will take them to complete the tunnel. They estimate that the Yerk pool is 50 feet below ground and that for every 6 feet of tunnel, they dig 1 foot down. Assuming they can maintain this ratio, how much tunnel will they need? Hint: Sin(θ) = 1/6

c) Given the length of tunnel required to reach the Yerk pool, what is the minimum walk speed required for the Animorphs to be able to safely walk down the tunnel and come back in time to demorph?

d) Rachel is the first person to start digging. She gets off to a rocky start but for simplicity, let's assume she begins to dig the tunnel immediately and continues until it’s time to return to the surface. They decide to take one hour shifts (page 91). If Rachel digs at a rate of r feet per second and must walk back up the length of the tunnel in 1 hour, how much tunnel length can she create? Solve symbolically (don't put in numbers just yet).

e) According to various pest control companies online, moles can dig at a maximum rate of about 15 inches per hour. Using this rate, and the walk speed estimated in a), how long is the tunnel from d)? (Plug in numbers now :) )

f) Hardest (but most fun???) The Animorphs take shifts digging. They must descend to the bottom of the tunnel, dig for some time, dig a turn around point, and finally ascend back to the surface. If they must return to the surface in 1 hour, what is the length shift N can dig? Note that each shift spends less time digging due to the extra tunnel length they must traverse.

e) If nothing had gone wrong >_> and the Animorphs were able to dig in a straight line, how many dig shifts would it have taken for them to dig 50 ft deep?

I don’t expect anyone to attempt a solution but I’ve been thinking about this all week. This is the only way I can put my mind at ease.

[that-one-anxious-mango]

For the Drabble event would you be willing to do the first I love you? I love your writing.

                    As We Grow 

Summary: About how Austin and his best girl said those magical three letter words to one another. Plus the origin of their famous catch phrase.

Contents: MAXIMUM FLUFF. Mentions of past trauma. Gooey feelings. Sleepy Magnus. Crying. Awesome Austin (per usual)

A/N: Hi Beautiful Humans! How are you all? Ugh I missed you! Alas, I’ve been trapped in the claws of college. BUT, since I’m on break and writing up a storm I will try and get out as much as I can while I’m off, and also write some things I can put on auto fill when things get crazy.

I hope you all are having a wonderful holiday. To the Anon who suggested this sorry about the wait babe. AND to any one else who requested something I’m working on it babes. BARE WITH ME.

Any who please enjoy the fic!

P.S Everyone feel free to PLEASE comment and reblog. Also send me letters with ideas and prompts. Love hearing from you all! Much Love! *hugs*

                                              _______

You were sitting on your couch writing in your black leather planner, in it was your to-do list of all the mundane things that needed to be done in the upcoming week.

It had proven to be quite effective and useful in helping you to manage the events and such that went on in your semi-chaotic life.

And as old as you felt admitting that you had a planner in the first place, you felt even more old due to your current choice of outfit and music.

Sitting in your large house pink house dress with matching pink house slippers. Your hair was wrapped up in a silk headscarf and clear kitten framed glasses adorned your face.

In the background, the R & B station on Spotify played Saving all my love from the Whitney Houston album, while the scent of lavender and eucalyptus essential oils filled the air.

It was Sunday which meant self-care and a little bit of life management. Today you'd woken up and gotten brunch with Phoebe, Alex, Alana, and Beatrice. After you and a eager Magnus went to the Totem to go and browse, which you ended up buying a book for yourself and bought two books for Austin. Then you treated yourself to a nice hot shower and a full head to toe skin care routine.

 And now you were where you were.

Earlier in the day Austin had texted you to let you know that he probably wasn't going to be able to come over to watch re-runs of Grey's Anatomy while eating take out Thai-food like the two of you had originally planned. And even though you were disappointed a bit.

You understood.

Every since the two of you had started dating about three months ago, you understood that there were some days and times that you unfortunately may not hear from Austin due to him immersing himself into his work and preparation for Elvis. It's something he'd been upfront about in the beginning of your relationship, about how the process of him doing this role wouldn't exactly mean it would be a cakewalk for you guys. But within being a creative yourself mixed with the rather intense feelings you felt for Austin, you decided that you'd be in this for the long haul as long as you could be.

In the middle of Wednesday's list you heard the buzzer ring.

Frowning in confusion you got up, being followed by the patters of your scary purple onesie dressed guard dog, Magnus.

You weren't expecting anyone.

Going to the intercom you pressed the button speaking, " Yes? "

" Delivery for the most beautiful girl in the world." The voice familiar voice hummed through the box. The bright smile that invaded your face was wide and the involuntary skips that your heart did paired well with the warmth that filled you body.

Deciding to be a tease you replied, " I'm sorry but I think you have the wrong place. Have you tried apartment 3A. The young lady that lives there is quite beautiful and very stylish so it seems." You joked referring to your downstairs neighbor, Gladys Reed, who was a older lady that you'd befriended after a creepy encounter with another neighbor of yours. She was sweet and always looked out for you. She also always complimented you and Austin whenever she seen the two of you.

And you know what they say about an elder approving of a couple. 

It's good luck.

" Well. As beautiful as she is and as nice as that vintage Chanel may look, between me and you I think I you got her beat, baby. All seven days a week and twenty four hours in the day." He chuckled back, " Now let me up so I can see that beautiful face."

Giggling to yourself in glee, a short, " Okay." Squeaked out,  hitting the button that allowed Austin in.

It was only a matter of seconds before the knock on the door came and you ripped it open practically launching yourself into Austin's arms who was quick to sit down whatever was in his hands and happily catch you, securing his hands under your ass to hold you up. You both spoke quick little hi and hellos before you sealed your lips on his.

A fat wet kiss was placed on his lips followed by the depth he poured into it and the move to push the two of you up against a nearby wall, while he let his tongue nudged at the bottom of your lip until you let him in. Tiny moans could now be heard from you that resulted in the grip he had to your ass tightening.

With the door still wide open you could feel things heating up in many different places. Only the small thunderous barks and incessant feeling of paws hitting yours and Austin's legs pulled the two of you away.

Separating you smiled down at Magnus along with Austin who greeted him, cheeks red with embarrassment, " Hey Mags. Sorry man didn't see you there. What's up." He offered slowly setting you back down. Earning a enthused bark of a response, Austin laughed before turning his attention back to you.

" Well I guess you really are trying to compete with Miss Gladys. Huh, baby." He commented as his eyes raked you up and down.

Truth be told he thought you looked quite good. Like someone's fine wife...or mother. The last half of his thought made his chest flutter, because if things kept going the way they were he could see all those things down the line for you two.

Instantly beginning to feel self conscious you quickly offered to go and change into something more age appropriate and appealing. But your efforts were halted, " Uh uh, no. You seem cozy and comfortable, babe. Which makes me feel comfortable and cozy. You look good." He reassured leaning down to peck your lips before smirking, " Sexy even. Besides, long time ago I used to have a thing for older woman, so this might be doing it for me a little bit." He wiggled his eyebrows at your causing the two of you to begin a laughing.

Cheeks heating up you had to remember the spark of curiosity you had when he came in, so you asked, " So, Mr. Delivery man what'd you bring me? "

Looking at you he motioned with his head to follow his gaze to the wall by door and down. And when you looked you seen the pretty medium sized plant in a brown pot with a nicely tied pink ribbon around it sitting on the floor.

Your face scrunched in thoughts and nerves, " Babe, what is this? You know that I don't have a green thumb. At all." You reminded.

And it was true, every plant you'd gotten over you lifetime had always ended up the same way. Dead.

Even the Cacti you'd tried to take care of had found themselves being welcomed into the glory place where all the rest of your plants rested, otherwise known as the trash.

         Like you literally watered a cactus like once...maybe twice a month. So it astonishing to you how you managed to keep a puppy alive ... and not a plant.

" This..", Austin went over and scooped up the plant in hands bringing it over to you, " is our love fern." He stated holding it out.

Taking it cautiously, you bafflingly looked between the nice sized plant and Austin sheepishly smiling," Our..love...fern." You parroted looking at the amused face Austin held.

He nodded, " Yeah, baby. It's our love fern. I got it because you said you wanted one last week when we were watching that Matthew McConaughey and Kate Hudson movie."  He reminded you of the little comment you'd made when the two of you had been snuggled up watching How to lose a guy in ten days.

Then light bulb went off in your head and your eyes widen in playful disbelief,     " BABE! I WAS JOKING! You didn't have to actually go out and bring a poor plant back here to practically sentence to death." " You gawked at him laughing.

" We'll I'm not. There are two reasons why I bought this lovely thing . First, because although I know that you, my love. Are no Mother Nature, I have a pretty good track record of being able to keep plants alive. And I figured that if you have it here at your place, then I'll have a absolute reason and responsibility to come and see you and Magnus at least twice a week. Plus I'll teach you how to care for it when I'm not here, honey." He explained glancing over to the puppy who was enjoying himself on the couch happily lounging on your abandoned blanket.

When your eyes met his again you noticed how serious his face had turned. They captured yours in trance making sure there was no where else for you to look, " And the second and most important reason I bought the plant is because.." He started, using a hand to grab both of yours. He secured them ontop of his own hands that rested on the pot. You unconsciously squeezed them making sure that you had a firm clutch as the two of you held up the pot together.

" I also bought this plant because, I love you. I love you Y/N L/N. So much. That's something I've been wanting to tell you since I met you three months ago. And as this plant will surely grow everyday...so will the love that you and I have for each other. " He paused, " That's if you feel the same way of course." His eyes looked hopeful and pleading at the same time. Like his whole entire being was resting on what'd you say next.

And unbeknownst to you....it kinda did.

By now the waterline in your eyes was threatening to spill and this overwhelming mixture of joy and fear overtook your body all at once. Joyful that the man that you did in-fact love, loved you too. But fearful that while, yes, he did love you, for how long?  How long would he love and enjoy you before he decided that he was done and ready to leave like so many other people in your life had.

 Pulling you out of your thoughts Austin had moved to take the plant out of both  your hands and set it down on the floor next to you. Moving in closer he held your face in his hands gently lifting your head positioned to the floor, up to look at him.

As soon as your eyes locked the tears started flowing and you couldn't hold it anymore, " I love you too Austin. I-I really do." You almost whispered, the worry on his face seemed to only half melt when he seen that you weren't done with your proclamation, " But I'm scared. " You confessed.

His voice was soft in concern, " Scared of what, baby?"

His attentive tone made you feel even worst and you began crying a bit harder causing him to coo pulling you into his chest, resting his chin lightly on your head while soothingly rubbing your back. " You're okay, mama. You're alright. Just Breathe." He affirmed helping you along.

It seemed like the two of you stayed like that, forever in the moment.

Him basking in the feeling of you against him, and you relishing in the music that was the beat of his heart. You had slowed your breathing down to match it. 

It wasn't until you had pulled it together and found the strength to just be honest and say what you needed to say, " I'm afraid that you'll love me for as long as you want and then leave me once you get however and whatever you need. Or find somebody new. I'm not saying that you would do something like that, Austin. But you're not the first person to say those three words to me, and then utter the other two. Good bye."

Sighing, he hated hearing that this was even a doubt in your mind. Not because he was offended or he thought you didn't trust him, but because it made him upset that people in your past hadn't had the courage or god given common sense to take care and cherish you, like he planned to.

So in comfort he posed his own question, " What if you decided to do the same thing? If you find some other guys that could fulfill your needs of cuddles, tacos, and bookkeeping? Huh? What would happen then?" He asked.

Without hesitation you went, " Austin I would never, ever, EVER. Leave you for someone else you know that." You sniffled.

Tenderly pulling you closer he responded, " And just how you would never, I would never. I know that others haven't treated you the way they should have. But baby I am here to stay as long as you want me. And if that just so happens to be forever. Then dammit,  you better believe I'll love you forever and always. " He stopped chuckling a bit, " Hell, I might just follow you into the beyond, baby. And love on you there."

His comments laugh. He made you feel so at peace and loved. You felt warm inside and outside of your body.

Pulling away you went to look at his face which his instinctively reached out and wiped some stray tears off of your face,  offering a somber smile, " Well okay then. Let's do it. I'll love you Austin Butler. Forever, always and beyond." You affirmed smiling.

Nodding in excitement he said, " And I too will love you Y/N Y/L/N. Forever, Always and Beyond. No matter what." He concluded swooping you in for a kiss that tasted salty by the mixture of your tears and some of his. The two of you had kissed plenty of times now, but with each kiss still came that gooey feeling. And you never wanted to let it go anywhere.

Minutes whirled by you two being wrapped in each other before Austin was picking up the plant to try and help you find the best place for it.

Deciding that it'd thrive best in your bedroom window where it was in line of direct sunlight and your eyesight. You now lied snuggled up with Austin's arms securely wrapped around your body while he big spooned, and felt the little movements Magnus made in his sleep from his position at the foot of your bed.

Together the two of you watched the sun say it's goodnight and moon say hello when Austin made a comment in your ear, " Now, baby. No matter what happens. You have absolutely got to remember to help keep our love fern alive. I mean it, now. Don’t let our love fern die." He warned kissing the shell of your ear.

Just then a corny reference to the movie popped in your head and you couldn't resist, " But, honey. What if it decides it wants to go to sleep? " You teased.

Chuckling along he responded with a, " Absolutely not."

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              * Reference from Movie :) * 

[theleomarspt2]

"Ah yes, my dear faggot is finally here! Say hello to my hole, loser! It has been waiting for your tongue to kiss it deeply! Don't make it and me waits any longer and burry your face in my big sweaty butt! I ate at Mexican restaurant so i need to relieves my gas! Don't push your head off my or I'll put my dirty socks I've worn all week in your mouth while i squash my big butt on your tiny face, fag!"

That's what this godly man tells you.

What would you like this White God to be? (in all the cases he makes you smell, kiss, lick, massage his ass then sits it on your face)

It's the first time I did all the alphabet, so you can chose 4 choices maximum.

A) Dad (he humiliates you for being a fag)

B) Husband (he loves you but is dominant)

C) Occasional lover

D) Older brother

E) Younger brother

F) Boss (you try to make him likes you by obeying his orders, even the nastiest)

G) Coworker (you are too weak to resist him)

I) Best friend (he loves you but likes to jokes about making you lick his ass and you pretend to not enjoy it but you secretly do)

J) Former best friend (he hates fags like you)

K) Bully (he never stopped bullying you)

L) Uncle and/or Nephew

M) Cousin

N) Brother in law (your lover's brother)

O) Bull (he fucks your boyfriend/girlfriend but this one don't like his ass so he uses you)

P) Someone who blackmails you to do it

Q) Your landlord (you worship his ass in exchange of a lower rent. It's a win-win)

R) A star who you are forced to obey to

S) Your girlfriend /boyfriend's father

T) Your master (he does not loves you)

U) Your son (he hates that his dad is a fag)

V) The chief of a fraternity you belong to

W) You love him and hope he'll fall in love with you if you obey him

X) A priest (you go to his church often)

Y) A retired soldier (in this reality, retired soldiers can have their own ass cleaner, a fag sent to their home whenever they wants to worship their ass for as long as they wants. This man chosed you and you can't disobey)

Z) Someone else (write in your comment)

WOW he is hot, love thicker guys so this man is quite a dream man for me. I know I get to choose 4 so what I will do is I will choose 4 and rank them in what I would want them to be.

What I would want the most: Husband (he loves me but is dominant)

This is the ultimate dream for most if not all of us isn't it? To get to live a kinky lovestory. I can picture myself being his boyfriend at first, maybe he is trying his best not to show his naturally dominant side, but when he finds out I want him to be that man he realizes we are meant to be together so he proposes..... can you imagine that? To have a loving and protective yet dominant husband? that would be perfection, I receive him home daily, ready to massage his feet and sniff his farts.

Second Choice: Someone else (My boyfriend)

It is just the same mentality as the last one, except this is the step right before. In this scenario we first met because we both wanted to fulfill our kinks, but then we both realized we had so much and common and ended up falling in love. Or maybe he has a super power to make people fall in love with him when they smell their farts so now I am part of his harem. Regardless, I would LOVE to be his loving boyfriend.

My Third Choice Would be: I love him and hope he'll fall in love with me if I obey him

This is something I can definitely see myself doing, to allow myself to be disrespected and used in search for some love, but in my fantasy it ends up working out in the end.

Lastly, my fourth choice would be: Landlord (I worship his ass in exchange of a lower rent.)

I can see this being an arrangement I would like, except I am winning double (I get cheaper rent and sexual satisfaction).

[faerishv]

fluff alphabet !!

A : admiration ( what do they absolutely adore about you ? )

B : body ( what is their favourite part of your body ? )

C : cuddling ( how do they like to cuddle ? )

D : dates ( what does their ideal date with you look like ? )

E : emotions ( how do they express emotions around you ? )

F : family ( do they want to have one , when ? )

G : gifts ( how do they feel about gift giving. What are their habits when it comes to this ? )

H : holding hands ( when / how do they like to hold hands )

I : injury ( how would they act if you got hurt )

J : jokes ( do they like to joke with you or prank you , how ? )

K : kisses ( how do they like to kiss you ? )

L : love ( how do they love you ? )

M : memory ( favourite memory togheter ? )

N : nightmare ( what is their worst fear ? )

O : oddity ( what is one quirk they have ? )

P : pet names ( what do they like to call you ? )

Q : quality time ( how do they like to spend time with you ? )

R : rhythm ( what song reminds them of you )

S : secrets ( how open are they with you ? )

T : time ( how long did it take you to get togheter ? )

U : upset ( how do they act when you're upset ? )

V : vaunt ( what are they proud off ? Do they like to show you off ? )

W : warrior ( how do they feel about you fighting. Would they fight for you , besides you , etc ... ? )

X : x - ray ( how well are they able to read you ? )

Y : yes ( how would they propose to you ? )

Z : zen ( what makes them feel calm ? )

!! Please choose at least 3 letters for a maximum of 5 characters !!