#not typing allat again

[crowbasils]

random doodles

[cupofsharks]

NONSEXUAL NUDITY

(Selkie Medic drawing WIP)

Cold 😢

Warm! 😁

[5hark-byt3]

Doodle dump except it’s clear which interest is in the driver’s seat rn

[lavenderr-starrs]

If I wrote vrains I would’ve made Aoi a lost kid and Miyu a “Hanoi” member who “Betrays” the Hanoi along with windys kid whose also a “Hanoi” member and they are the big bad of season 2

[dekulakization]

I was. Working on a pinned post. And. Tumblr erased the entire thing. For no reason. It was finished. I was adding stamps.

[alyimoss]

my friends let me type for two seconds while they go live their lives and they come back and ive written 20 2k word paragraphs abt some inane bullshit like a game im into that i hate but love but despite but adore but hate

[sars-wulf]

Sigh I made such a good post but it got deleted 😭😭😭

[meomori]

how do i find my drafts.

I made a whole long ass rambling post and put it in my drafts and I just now realized I have no idea how to find those

[orchid-merryweather]

Just finished reading the book Vessel by Samantha Jo and I am going clinically insane

[hyuniemyunie]

Hi!!! OMG such a big fan of your instincts/nuzzling one shot you did for shadow. Idk if you’ve done this before but if you haven’t, could you do Shadow x trader, circling the reader? Honestly you can do whatever else you want for the rest of it, I just want more media about hedgehogs circling their mates hehe 😊🥰

Orbit ⋆˚࿔

Shadow the hedgehog x gn reader

sfw

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(ФωФ): gn reader, established relationship, nuzzling nudging circling..allat

HIIII IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY STUFF( ´∀`) i also maaaay go a little overboard w them cuz why is this so long

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･

It started with a feeling.

A strange, creeping sensation at the edge of your awareness—like being watched, but not in an uncomfortable way. More like a presence. A quiet, unwavering force lingering just outside your immediate space. You had been sitting in the living room, curled up on the couch, minding your own business. The air was comfortably cool, the low hum of the television serving as background noise while you scrolled absentmindedly on your phone. Everything was perfectly normal. Or at least, it should have been.

But something felt… off. Not in a bad way. Just… weird.

The feeling intensified. A quiet awareness, like someone pacing just beyond your peripheral vision. You looked up. Shadow was there.

That wasn’t unusual—he was always somewhere nearby, lurking in that quiet, ever-watchful way of his after everything he went through, still not fully believing that he could just..be. But tonight? Tonight, he was acting… different.

He wasn’t sitting on the armrest of the couch like he normally would. He wasn’t standing near the window, keeping an eye on the outside world. He wasn’t even hovering in the doorway with his arms crossed, looking stoic as ever.

No.

He was circling you.

Slow. Measured. Purposeful.

His movements were silent, barely making a sound against the floor. His crimson eyes flickered in the dim light, unwavering, focused. Every few seconds, he would glance at you—quick, assessing—before continuing his path.

Around.

And around.

And around.

You blinked. “Uh… Shadow?”

He didn’t answer.

His gaze flickered to yours for a brief moment, and instead of stopping, he did something that made your breath hitch. As he passed by the couch, he nudged you. It was subtle—just the briefest brush of his muzzle against your shoulder before he pulled back and resumed his quiet, deliberate pacing. You blinked again, okay. That was weird.

“…Are you okay?” you asked hesitantly, twisting slightly to follow his movement with your eyes.

No response. He passed behind the couch again, circling like a silent predator. But he wasn’t predatory. His posture was too… relaxed. Not tense, not aggressive. Just persistent.

And then, as he passed by once more— Nudge.

This time against your upper arm. Your face scrunched in confusion. What the hell was he doing?

“You’re being weird,” you finally blurted.

Shadow exhaled sharply—something between a sigh and a huff—but he still didn’t answer. Instead, he nuzzled the top of your head as he passed, just briefly, just enough for you to feel the warmth of his fur before he pulled away again. Your brain short-circuited.

What.

WHAT.

You sat there, frozen, feeling your heartbeat pick up in a way that was not normal. Shadow was not the type to just—just nuzzle you out of nowhere. Sure, he had his rare moments of affection, but they were always brief, casual, barely there. He tolerated your hugs, occasionally let you cling to him, but this? This was deliberate, intentional, and he wasn’t stopping.

Around.

And around.

And around.

Nudge. Nuzzle. Circle.

You felt your breath hitch again. “Okay, seriously, what's happening right now?”

Still, he said nothing. Just a low hum in his throat, almost content, like he was fully aware of what he was doing and had no intention of explaining it. Your fingers twitched in your lap, this was going to bother you. You weren’t an idiot—Shadow wasn’t exactly the type to do something without reason. He was calculated. Everything he did had purpose.

So why was he—

Another nuzzle.

You practically jumped. “SHADOW.”

He finally stopped, just for a second. Standing at the edge of the couch, he tilted his head slightly, looking at you with a gaze that was unreadable but strangely… expectant, making your stomach flip.

You stared at him. He stared back.

“…What,” you said flatly.

No answer.

He held your gaze for another moment before he resumed circling.

You let out a strangled noise. Okay. Okay. You were going insane. That was the only explanation. Unless—

You hesitated, unless this actually means something..?

Your eyes narrowed slightly as you thought. You had been with Shadow long enough to pick up on some of his behaviors—his silent protectiveness, the way he always positioned himself between you and potential threats, the subtle ways he would linger close when he thought you needed comfort. But this? This was different.

Slowly, your gaze flickered toward your phone, still resting on the couch beside you, you hesitated again. Then, carefully, you reached for it. Shadow immediately nudged your hand.

Your breath hitched again. “Oh my god.”

His gaze didn’t waver, he was for sure doing this on purpose. Hand trembling slightly, you unlocked your phone and opened your browser.

Okay. Okay. Think.

What was he doing? Circling. Nudging. Nuzzling. He had never done this before, at least not this blatantly, your fingers hovered over the search bar before you swallowed hard and typed,

"Why do hedgehogs circle people?"

A beat of silence.

Then—

You clicked the first result.

Your eyes skimmed the page.

And then—

You froze. Your face went hot. Your pulse skyrocketed. Your stomach dropped.

Oh.

Oh.

OH.

Your hands shot up to your face, pressing against your burning cheeks. Shadow. The Ultimate Lifeform. The strongest, most terrifying, most powerful being in existence who saved earth.

Was.

Flirting with you.

You made a choked noise, glancing at him. He was still circling, completely unfazed. This wasn’t just some weird behavior. This wasn’t just him being strange.

THIS WAS A MATING DISPLAY.

You were going to pass out. Shadow, completely unaware of your impending mental breakdown, nuzzled your arm again. You sat there, frozen, your phone screen dimming as your brain tried—tried—to process the absolute insanity of what you had just read, shadow was flirting with you, not just flirting—he was displaying hedgehog courtship behaviors.

Hedgehogs—actual, real-life, non-ultimate-lifeform-almost-destroyed-earth-but-then-saved-it hedgehogs—circulated their potential mates, nudging, nuzzling, lingering in their space as a way of bonding.

And Shadow was doing it to you. Your fingers curled around your phone as your entire body flared with heat, an uncontrollable mix of emotions flooding you at once. Shadow, meanwhile, was still completely unaware of your crisis. He continued his slow, deliberate orbit, eyes flickering toward you every so often, reading your reactions, gauging your movements. He nudged your shoulder again—light, brief, warm—before making his way behind the couch once more.

He exhaled softly.

Good.

It was working.

This wasn’t something he had ever done before, nor was it something he had ever thought he’d feel the urge to do. And yet, as the evening dragged on, as he watched you curled up on the couch—content, relaxed, safe—a quiet restlessness had stirred inside him. At first, he had ignored it. But the longer he sat there, the worse it got.

It was a pull. Something instinctive, something old, buried in the genetic makeup of what he was—what he was made from. It had no name, no clear purpose, but the second he found himself moving, it all clicked into place. His body knew before he did, he had begun circling you without realizing.

And the moment he had leaned in—just slightly—just enough to brush against your shoulder, to nuzzle the top of your head, to breathe in the faint warmth of your scent— Something inside him settled, as if it had been waiting for him to act on it, as if this was something he had been meant to do.

He didn’t fight it, didn’t want to fight it.

For once in his life, Shadow allowed himself to be guided by something other than logic, than battle instinct, than the need for control. He allowed himself to follow the motion.

To move around you, to orbit you and to..feel at home in your presence. And it wasn’t until your breath suddenly hitched—sharp, strangled—that something in his chest tensed.

Shadow slowed, his ear flicked, you were reacting differently now. Your entire body had stiffened. Your hands had curled into tight fists, your phone gripped so hard that he swore he could hear the faint creak of plastic under pressure.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

“…What?” he murmured, pausing in his steps.

You visibly jumped, and that was the first red flag. Shadow straightened slightly, his gaze scrutinizing. You were still hunched forward, your phone pressed against your face, hiding your expression, something was off.

You had been giggling, teasing, smiling just minutes ago. But now?

Now your entire demeanor had changed.

Shadow inhaled carefully, catching the sharp shift in your scent. Your heartrate had spiked, your breath had gone uneven, and—

…Wait.

Why were your ears so red?

His gaze flickered downward. Your fingers twitched slightly, trembling, and— And then it hit him, aslow realization, something was wrong. Not wrong in a dangerous way—no, no, this was something else. This was something human, something he didn’t fully understand.

“…What’s the matter?” he asked carefully.

You physically shrank into yourself, making shadow frown. His arms crossed over his chest, posture rigid. His instincts flared again, this time in confusion rather than intent. His mind raced through possibilities—had he done something wrong? Had he triggered some unknown reaction he wasn’t aware of?

Had he… misunderstood this?

Had he misread the way you touched him? The way you held him at night? The way you laughed when he let you pull him into hugs, or when you played with his hands, or when you buried your face against his fur just to feel his warmth?

Was this—

Had he—

Did he just ruin something?

His jaw tightened slightly, an old, bitter habit.

“…Did I—” He hesitated, something uncharacteristically unsure in his tone. “…Did I do something to make you uncomfortable?”

Your head snapped up as your eyes widened.

“No! No—oh my god, no,” you sputtered, looking absolutely horrified. “That’s not it!”

Shadow’s frown deepened. “…Then explain.”

You made a choked noise, hands flying to your face again. Your body curled inward, shaking slightly, and he could tell you were fighting the urge to scream. His instincts bristled again.

“…My love.”

Your fingers curled into your sleeves, as if physically trying to contain yourself. Your breathing was all over the place now.

Shadow took a single step forward. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

And then, you lost it. You made a sound—somewhere between a laugh and a whimper, something overwhelmed, something embarrassed, something unbelievably flustered.

And then, finally—finally—you blurted it out.

“YOU’RE FLIRTING WITH ME.”

Silence.

The words hung in the air, frozen, suspended between you both like a loaded gun, shadow’s expression did not change. His body, however, went completely, utterly still.

“…Excuse me?”

You let out another strangled noise, looking like you wanted to sink into the couch and disappear forever.

“I—” You inhaled sharply, gripping your phone. “I just—I didn’t realize at first, but you’re—you’re doing, like, actual hedgehog mating behaviors—”

Shadow froze, making you clamp your mouth shut. The room went dead silent. A heartbeat passed. Then another. Then, slowly, Shadow’s eyes narrowed.

“…What?”

He took a single step forward, making you shrink back, shadow’s pupils contracted slightly, crimson irises sharp.

“What do you mean,” he said carefully, tone low, calculated, dangerous in a way that made your stomach flip— “by ‘mating behaviors’?”

You shoved your phone screen at him, he snatched it immediately. His gaze flickered downward, scanning the words at a speed far too fast for you to process. His expression remained unreadable, but you could tell—oh, you could tell—

His mind had just been completely, utterly shattered.

Another silence.

Then, very, very softly—

“…Oh.”

His arms lowered. His body tensed, his eyes widened just slightly. And finally—finally—Shadow realized.

He had no fucking idea what he was doing.

Oh.

That was all his mind could supply. Just oh.

Shadow stared at your phone screen, golden eyes flicking over the words again and again, as if trying to disprove them through sheer force of will. But no. No, the information was there. Plain as day.

Hedgehogs—actual hedgehogs—engaged in specific behaviors when courting a mate.

Circling. Nuzzling. Nudging. Purring.

Shadow had done all of that without knowing why—without questioning the instinct, without stopping himself. He had just moved, had just done it.

Because it felt right. Because it felt natural. Because his body knew before he did.

And now… now he knew why.

His fingers curled slightly around your phone, he was going to implode.

“…Shadow?”

Your voice was softer now. Not the flustered mess you had been moments ago, not the horrified realization that had made you shove your phone at him in a panic, this was different, it was gentle.

Shadow swallowed thickly, suddenly hyper-aware of the way the room had shifted.

The frantic energy was gone. The teasing, the stunned disbelief—all of it had melted away into something quieter. Something warmer.

Slowly, carefully, he lifted his gaze to you, you were looking at him softly, too softly.

His chest tightened.

“…You didn’t know, did you?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper.

Shadow exhaled slowly through his nose, jaw tight.

“…No.”

You smiled. Not mocking. Not teasing. Just… soft. His stomach flipped. And then, before he could process it, before he could tell his body to move, to pull away, to do anything but what he was about to do—

You reached out, and touched him. A slow, delicate motion—fingers brushing over his cheek, barely there, barely a whisper of contact.

Shadow froze.

A sharp, involuntary breath left him, but he didn’t move, didn’t pull away, couldn’t. His entire body shut down.

It was a gentle touch. So unlike battle. So unlike pain. So unlike everything he had been created for, he felt warm beneath your fingers, he felt real.

“…It’s okay,” you murmured.

Shadow exhaled shakily, and then—without thinking, without meaning to—A sound left him, a low, deep rumble from his throat. Something instinctual, uncontrollable, something like a purr.

Your eyes widened slightly, shadow’s entire body went rigid, again.

…Did he just—

Did he just—

No. No, that didn’t happen, that didn’t happen. Except it did. And you heard it, and he knew you heard it.

And now he was going to have to live with the fact that you knew the Ultimate Lifeform just fucking purred because you touched him.

He was going to self-destruct.

“…Oh my god,” you whispered, eyes shining.

Shadow immediately turned away, he was never recovering from this.

“…Forget that happened,” he muttered stiffly.

You didn’t, you never would, it's not like you could just forget your own fucking boyfriend purring for you. With how much he went through, with how the doctor had used him to reach his goals, and with how he saved earth? goddammit, he could have this, let the man purr.

Your fingers brushed over his cheek again, gentle, barely there, and Shadow felt it again—the quiet, low hum in his throat, the instinctual sound of comfort, of contentment, but he clenched his fists, forcing it back down.

You giggled—soft this time. Sweet.

“Shadow,” you whispered.

He refused to look at you.

“…Shadow,” you tried again, tilting your head.

No.

No, he was not doing this, he had already embarrassed himself beyond repair, he was done, he was going to leave the planet immediately, the moon again, maybe?

And then, quietly, gently, lovingly—

You whispered,

“I love you.”

Shadow stopped breathing, the words hit something deep, something raw, omething he wasn’t ready for—but always wanted to hear.

His fists unclenched..before his entire body relaxed, and before he could think, before he could stop himself—

He turned back, and nuzzled you, slow, deliberate.

His muzzle pressed against the crook of your neck, warm, real, here.

“…I love you, too,” he murmured.

And then—without a single ounce of shame—

He purred.

Loudly.

For you.

For you only.

And for the first time, Shadow the Hedgehog let himself be loved.

[sukunasluvrr]

Nerdy Gojo who seems so sweet around other people, maybe a bit too cocky at times but a genuinely sweet guy. He helps out others with their homework, volunteers in tutoring younger grades and being a straight A and B student. His appearance blended more into the stereotypical nerdy guy. Glasses that make him look adorable, always having some type of collectible item with him and always wearing sweaters and cardigans (because he was absolutely built underneath allat but he didn’t want anyone to know)

So how come he was in the library almost close to night, hand clasped over his mouth to keep himself shut while you’re under the desk, sucking his cock down your throat like you couldn’t get caught by anyone. Muffled moans leaving him and cheeks flushed red in embarrassment because of the sounds that left your mouth while you choked down his dick and your spit. This was only supposed to be another session of him helping you for your upcoming tests, so why were you on your knees making a mess of him??? He could barely contain the light ‘mphfs’ while his hips bucked into your face, making some drool spill down your chin and into your cleavage. He couldn’t even choose what to focus on, your face or your tits? God he might as well just die at this point, he was so embarrassed!! This was totally inappropriate!! The poor guy was close to tears from the combination of how good the rush from the possibility of being caught and the feeling of your mouth sucking down his dick felt. Watching at your head bobbed up and down along his thick length at a good rhythm, his bottom lip caught between his teeth while a hand shyly moved into your hair to guide you in a pace that would help him cum faster, legs spreading a bit more and eyebrows furrowed in a cute way while he looked at you. Using your mouth purely for his satisfaction as a soft whimper escaped him

“Mhh- oh god… this is so- fuck- so ffuccking w-wrong!!”

His brain was going into overdrive. He could barely focus on anything else other then the feeling of your wet mouth on him and the feeling of your spit tricking down his dicks and pooling around his base, probably leaving his balls slick and a damp spot in his pants. A small cry escaping him as he felt the familiar feeling in his gut as he grew closer and closer to the brick of his orgasm. Head titling back gassing the chair as his hips stuttered a few times before he came deep down your throat, hand still over his mouth to keep any sounds contained while he emptied himself in you. His seed trickling down your throat and some leaking form the corner of your lips as you pulled off of his mouth, looking at him almost too sweetly that had him whine softly again, still too weak minded to think properly.

“You’re so pretty like this…”

Thumb coming up to your face to clean up around your mouth a little as he tucks himself back into his pants with his other, suddenly freezing a little as he suddenly realised something- right. The library had cameras in every corner…. They could just pray and hope they won’t check the footage.

[breathinlove]

band!ellie 2 headcanons and smau

read this

sinopse: ellie williams is the lead singer in a band (+some texts with her).

cw: nsfw after the texts with warning! swearing, explicit, reader works in a record store and ellie's a simp, not explicit if reader is fem or masc.

part 1

band!ellie who made it unbelievable for dina and jesse to believe she found her girl, but then they met you.

“this shit's cringe as fuck, but you two are sweet…” jesse starts and dina immediately agrees. “yeah, she's perfect for you, el.” “i knowwwww, i need her.” jumping like a teenage girl fr...

band!ellie who sometimes thinks her bandmates like you way too much.

“invite y/n to the next rehearsal too for real.” jesse says after you leave a rehearsal you went to. “okay man i get it, she's amazing.” with an annoyed expression. “so… invite her.” dina chuckles. “no, i don't want any of you jumping on my girl.” but she does invite you anyway.

band!ellie who's so stupid tbh, she's gonna sign girls’ tits after concerts and act all oblivious when you swerve her kisses.

and swerving her is so fun istg, she's gonna try like 4 times before she's upset. UPSET! (she will go non verbal).

band!ellie who's the type to perform and glance at you like you're about to have sex right that instant (u will, after the concert tho!).

band!ellie who's a singer herself but turns on the tv and pretends to be the weeknd for you.

band!ellie who wishes she could rap… actually, no. she thinks she can.

"that was... something." you smirk and she scoffs, throwing herself on the couch she was standing on, mic in hand. "i'm literally in my rapper era but whatever, you'll see." and you're full on laughing. "don't laugh." and you come hug her and say she's so so special.

band!ellie who makes it so you can't open x (twitter) without seeing girls mourning your girlfriend… she's alive not single tho!

band!ellie who's always late for everything, but she tries her best istg. you and the band are TIREDDD.

band!ellie who's nervous about pda… but she likes it, showing everyone you're hers and she's yours.

band!ellie who made a slideshow about how you should move into her apartment… that was kinda like:

“REASONS FRRRR 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯

ALL OF THEM 🤣

we're literally soulmates so we gotta be roommates too???

countless sleepovers omg i'm crying!

i'll never be late again (kinda😬)

we can get a pet tg 😯

i'll get to listen to u sing in the shower more and you know i like hearing you and singing with you while im in the toilet or even outside the bathroom

passionate lesbian sex before sleeping, after eating, doing the dishes, the laundry ALL THE TIME

i love you the most and i want you close all the time

you love me back (i hope) so you gotta want me close too

i want you as my wife asap

think about it, thanks and please my love ❤️”

you moved in… weak mf but can anyone blame you??

band!ellie who loves cooking with you for friends and family when they come over. just loves being with you in general but even house chores are better with you??

band!ellie who comes to disturb see you at your job, your bosses hate her and said they were gonna stop selling their album 😒 (they actually love her).

band!ellie who switches from your serious cool rockstar girlfriend to your silly baby girlfriend in a second.

band!ellie who reposts them and comments under edits fans make of you, even more than her own edits.

“that's my baby so stop gawking.(jk)” “whats her @” “id repost but my gf would be jealous, shes hot asf 🤤🤤” “THAT'S MY GIRL” “creamed💔” "straight to the y/n folder" someone said “ellie cant handle allat” and she replied fr “true, she the one handling me 💯💢” SHE HAS NO CHILL...

band!ellie who pays the same attention to potential hate you'd get, she will block them… don't talk about her girl.

nsfw (cw: cunnilingus [e and r!receiving], fingering [e and r!receiving]. switch!ellie!!!!).

band!ellie who treats you like a star

you were supposed to be in the shower but ellie saw you stripping out of your clothes and she has to ask to kiss your clit, dropping to her knees. her fingers bruising your thighs and shes eating you out as if she'd been starving. you cum but she's not satisfied yet, she pulls you down on the bedroom carpet with her "give me another one, please." hands roaming your skin ever so softly, sending shivers down your body. she asks what you want, the position, how many fingers, she just needs to please you. and now she's on top of you, pounding you with her fingers and pressing down your lower stomach because she just wants you to cum again.

band!ellie who loves sleepy sex

she's gonna be in bed with you, almost asleep asking you for kisses, then for some touches... and you end up between her legs, sloppy nasty head and some slow fingering. your lips around her clit and kissing her pussy lips and slit and your fingers in and out her pussy. she's whining and squealing, playing with her own tits and caressing ur face. you're humming against her pussy and she's clenches "let go for me, ellie..." you coo and she squirts on your mouth and fingers. soft pants leaving her lips, soon stopping with her caresses on your face as you lick her cum. you look up, hair messy against the pillow and eyes closed. "i love you..." she mutters after you clean her and lay next to her "i love you." you spoon her.

a/n: this is kinda shitty but it's for who asked for more! @kyleeservopoulos @sameenatruther @harrysslutsstuff

[fumiscripts]

✦ SO, BABY, HOLD MY HAND NOW

✦ one shot ,, michael kaiser x gn!reader

content:: kaiser never would've thought he'd be falling first and harder. after an inner debate, he decided he'll ask you out on valentines. he's not sure what to do, though one thing was for certain: he wants to make you happy

valentines fic ,, fluff ,, 877 words

additional:: WHIPPED loser kaiser who tries to act nonchalant, implied childhood friends if you squint, he prolly would not do allat but like c'mon man it's valentines let's have a little fluff, ts is so sappy like actually, kaiser attempts to pin after reader, ending is open heh

Kaiser believed that he was a nonchalant, male manipulator.

But, really, he could not be any more dramatic than this.

Seriously, what was wrong with him? Thinking corny, cheesy thoughts about you like he liked you. He's killing himself inside every time his mind points towards the idea of holding your hand, or whatever couples do, cringing at himself— which was a shocker, as he never seemed embarrassed from whatever bullshit he constantly does— and tweaking out violently. And not the kicking feet and giggling type of tweaking. The pulling hair, screaming into a pillow type of tweaking.

He's Michael Kaiser, for fuck's sake, not some hopeless romantic! Why was he even thinking of you? You're so mid compared to him. Seriously, you didn't deserve to be going through his head 24/7. You didn't deserve the way he feels warm whenever he sees a smile grace your face, didn't deserve how stupidly much he wanted to be the reason for it— to be the reason you're happy.

Well, you're close to him, that much he can say. To the point the two of you had witnessed each other while on their most vulnerable. Kaiser found himself sincerely caring for you—but that doesn't mean he liked liked you.

So what? He could wrap an arm around your shoulders and pull you around by your hand whenever the two of you were walking, and you could still be friends. In fact, he does lots of the latter. A lot of hand holding. He could say the weight of your hand was perfect against his–

God, he really needed to stop.

The way it’s nearing Valentines is not helping. Usually, he’d find these days boring and meaningless— but now that you’re in the picture? Yeah, no, it’s different. While crashing out over his feelings, he had come to a simple conclusion: He’s gonna ask you out. In the most extravagant way possible because he’s Michael Kaiser. Plus, if he was to ask you for a date with him, he needs to at least make it seem like you were the one desperate for him, and that he was only doing it as a favor. Really, he just wanted to take you out, though he denies it.

On the day, you were greeted by a notification from him, a short one, to not make it seem like he had been staring at his phone for minutes, debating how to write the message.

“Dress up, we're going somewhere.”

The text stated, making you wonder what the hell he’s making you get ready for so early in the morning. But you made the effort to follow along, anyway. If he was up to tomfoolery, you were in. Maybe you'll shit on couples, who knows.

You could hear him pull up an hour later, just in time when you were finished doing your morning routine. Opening the door, you were greeted with him leaning against the wall— acting all cool and composed, when he had been pacing back and forth anxiously while waiting for you to open the door— Kaiser spots you and pushes himself up, leaning on the doorframe, instead.

“Hey,” he forced the word out, trying not to let the way you looked so good get to him. His palms were sweating. Why were they sweating? He's not nervous. Totally not… was he? Kaiser forced out a smile, shoving an obnoxiously flashy bouquet of blue roses in your direction, having it from behind his back to in your arms. Seeing your puzzled expression, he rolled his eyes, shifting his position again to tilt his head, looking down at you.

This was his attempt at making a scene with close proximity, like what he had seen in those low-budget romcoms the both of you watch for shits and giggles. Really, he does not have any experience in relationships— all of this was ripped off straight out of movies and books he read, just to try and impress you.

“Happy valentines,” Kaiser greeted. Before it could seem too mushy and sweet, he followed up. “Since I just know you're lonely and all, I decided why the hell not take you out on a date? Better than being single while sappy couples are kissing all around you, hm? How lucky you are, scoring a date with me of all people.”

The surprise written on your face quickly transformed into a hint of slight annoyance. “...I never complained about being single on valentines…? Are you sure you didn't just wanna ask me out? I'm not shaming you for that,” you say, having a slightly amused grin right after. Kaiser wanted to wipe it right off your face.

“Whatever,” he scoffed, before offering you his hand. A simple, romantic gesture. “Yes, I'm asking you out.”

You stared at his hand, raising an eyebrow. To which he sighed, heat rising up to his face at the thought of being out here and doing something soft and romantic with you— wanting to see you smile and enjoy the day because of him. You weren't stupid, you saw the soft hues of red on the tips of his ears, and the way those blue eyes softened just the slightest as he muttered something out.

“Just hold my hand now.”

happy late valentines y'all 😓

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[roxanne193018]

A part 3 of Lucifer’s implied (?) yandere stuffs ( i guess it’s not so implied anymore)

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Warning: spoilers Christmas event story and Lucifer (blow)

Here he is, yapping about his brothers again (not that I complain tho)

This dude. Everyone says he talks very little that Paradise Lost gang even blushed at his words every time he speaks bc apparently he rarely speaks. But bro is a YAPPER. A huge YAPPER when it comes to MC. (Like how most of us just yap all things to our love) from background conversations, to chats, to stories, if one sentence was enough to make the PL gang blush, then with the amount he says to MC, PL gang would orgasm till they faint.

Also, when MC said “oh, you are busy, why bother texting me?” He was like

“??Bc I’m a doctor, and I often check up on my patients,

But also bc I like you.

Gamigin almost form lifelong friendship with his patients! We doctors are dedicated…I am not that dedicated tho,

But I also have to check on you bc you are important to me.

I can ask everyone instead to know if you’re ill or not,

But I want to ask you directly tho.

Everyone is interested in you, ao I can ask everyone about you

But I’m also interested in you”

… very roundabout way of saying I am literally loving you, and you are important to me, and why are you pretending not to see it? Conflicting ahh birb

… notice him guys.

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In the story, he actually keeps his “doctor profession”, by not touching his patient, (believe it or not). He wants to lick MC’s tears so bad, wants to be nice to her, wants to cherish it as lovers’ s*xy time and not a type of treatment, but he couldn’t bc everything he did then was to cure MC. So, he refrained himself from licking MC’s tears and kissing MC’s face. Meh, weird way for a doctors’ safe distance from patient, but that’ll do ig…

Again, he losts it at every card when MC said she likes doing this with him. Their relationship, feels kinda like situasionship smh haha. Both kept their cools, but loses their shjt when the other do lovers’ things to them.

He caters to MC’s liking to cure her, but in the end, he himself can’t keep his words of “not touching the patient”, and still kisses MC. As MC no longer has Christmas cold, she still clings to Lucifer for sexy time lol, bc it’s rare to spend time with him, and he knows, he thinks the same and doesn’t do allat doctor patient game anymo, just lovers’ stuffs from then on lmao.

Shows how MC makes him always loses his shjt, and he admits it fr 🤣

And finally, I still save the best for last.

So for context: he is texting MC to ask like “what type of magical possay you got, that this toy still have your love liquid on it after DAYS?”

… well look at that, you hypocrite lil shjt. I remember SOMEONE told Belphegor that him keeping the blanket that him and MC rolled on is unhygienic. And now you kept that toy UNWASHED on your office table for days, in the room that bans everyone from entering. If he washed it, he wouldn’t ask MC why it was still wet bc it would be cleanly dried long ago.

“At first, it vibrated with your smell” okay.. you kept that thing to occasionally sniff MC out? On God… like I said. He might be crazy like Asmo.

Next, he was FURIOUS, when he noticed that the candy cane reeks of other devils’ smells. (Apparently the Paradise Lost gang has used that to m*st*rb*t* lol) bc 1, he places it privately in his own office, a place no one dares to enter, and now they are doing IT in his no no office zone, and 2, it no longer entirely smells like MC, so he just decides to lock the entire PL gang up to punish 🤣🤣 and won’t let MC meet them for a good while. (Jealous boi)

Another thing I am wondering is that, it is canon that he gets hard every time he bumps into/ remembers/ sees MC (MC-sexual lol). The inclusion of the MC smelled candy cane in his office? Yeah… it will DEFINITELY make that man go absolute FERAL.

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I realized how I over analyzing everything when it comes to Luci lmao. Probably mostly bc he has IMPLIED shjjj compared to Leviathan, who just literally smacks the heck outta MC if she makes him jealous, much easier to see.

[violntfemme]

PART TWO BBYYY

1. Back to the old house - The Smiths

Aha....yeah i think this one explains itself uhm

2. Pink Triangle - Weezer

They viewed each other romantically, but since neither of them knew that, then what good is it, yknow?

3. Resistance - Muse

Should they have ever confessed, their love was kinda illegal, so!

4. Resistance - Muse

They both had INSANE amounts of guilt for feeling the way they did, but they just wanted to see each other happy<3

5. Thinking about you - Radiohead

Henry 'slightly' losing it after Williams death.

6. These things take time - The Smiths

This is in reference to how they got their scars(drunkenly slinging around a bayonet as teenagers) and even if they got hurt or even the times they didnt do much, it meant the world to them both!!

7. Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson

They just want to live their life together without going insane, who can blame them.

8. Savior - Rise Against

Henry hasnt forgotten william after he died, he can still picture him clearly, but hes afraid that he will, and even convinced himself that the image of william that he sees in his mind ISNT what he actually looked like.

9. Sunshine of your love - Cream

Right after williams death, Henry made the promise hed be there with him soon enough. So, yknow! Self explanatory.

10. The boy with a thorn in his side - The smiths

William being seen as a bitch even when people see the way he acts with henry. No one can see it as love, but they can at LEAST see hes not a dick to everyone.(No one believes it either way.)

BRO THAT LAST POST JUST REMINDED IM ACTUAL SO CURIOUS ON THE PLAYLIST PLEASE I NEED TO KNOW KORE ABOUT IT🙏🙏🙏🙏

YES OKAY THIS IS GOING TO BE A MULTI PART POST BECAUSE YOU GUYS DONT GET IT I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THESE GUYS AAAUGRHJCNCN

putting this under a cut because uh. 10 lyrics per post..takes up a lot of space

1. My way home is through you - MCR

I think this is like, pretty self explanatory? They find comfort in each other and even if they deny their feelings for each other, they still acknowledge that theyre each others "person."

2. Cemetery drive - MCR

(this is like my fav song ever...go listen to it. rn.) ANYWAY, after williams death, henry was obviously EXTREMELY upset, heartbroken, confused, etc. Im using the "collision of your kiss" line as a metaphor for the attachment they held together, but also the original line works too..but aha..yeah!

3. I dont smoke - Mitski

Again, self explanatory. Just both of them waiting for the other to admit feelings first because god knows they cant do it themselves.

4. PUNK girl - Heavenly

Henrys personal view of william is VASTLY different than other peoples, for a good reason obviously! Henry wouldn't/cant see william as a bad/mean person, all he can see william as is someone whos been there for him since Henry was 13. And of course the obligated "i hope he loves me" kinda line because ffs, its them.

5. Hate Yourself - TV girl

Self explanatory, but its just William getting attached to people who get attached first.

6. Hate yourself- TV girl

Yeaaahh, both of them waiting for the other person to admit feelings..again.

7. Arms tonite - Mother Mother

Its canon that william died with henry next to him/holding him so im obligated to include this song🤷‍♀️

8. Demolition lovers - MCR

Codependency and shit hurts them both but they just want each other to know they mean a lot to them and theyre both willing to atay with each other until death ^_^

9. Freak me out - pigeon pit

Ha! William again! This is more of their early-"friendship" where William isnt used to being so prioritized by someone and hes scared that hes doing something wrong by being so attached so quickly.

10. Im your man - Mitski

They both prioritize each other, they look up to each other, even. They just dont want to let the other down and so it turns into this thing where they decrease their own self worth to raise the other person on a pedestal because to them, they saved each other at their lowest points. For the last two lines, considering theyre both codependent, should one of them leave, neither of them think they would/SHOULD live much longer because they're living for each other and without that other person, whats the point.

part two coming really soon☺️(right after i post this)

[midnite-c6]

hear me out — nam-gyu is actually soooo icky. i don’t care what anyone tells me. he’s a icky icky man. he’s so fucking mean too. he thinks of women as possessions (he’s sooo misogynistic. you can’t convince me otherwise) like what do you mean women are their own person and can control their own lives?! no…. they are possessions!

additionally, he is sooo convincing with his words — he can get anyone to trust him quite easily (especially if they’re naive) and he’s taking full advantage of that.

honestly nam-gyu probably has anyone naive trying things they were always against. he has such a way with words when it comes to getting anyone to open up or doing what he wants them to do. he'll give them everything they need to get them to say yes even if it means making promises he doesn't even plan to keep or fulfill.

also, no one can convince me otherwise that this man doesn’t have a thing for trad wives. he definitely likes the idea of codependency and the fact that someone clings to him like a second skin (but let’s be honest, he definitely doesn’t make it out to seem like he likes it — it’s always constant degradation from him: “stupid bitch, can’t ever do anything for yourself, huh? i have to do everything for you”). also likes the idea of baby trapping, because you can’t leave him ♡ but 100% does not like kids.

i also can see him fetishizes the FUCK out of lesbians (once again… this man is ICKY) and i definitely feel like if he was the type to get into a relationship with someone who is bisexual (or closeted lesbian. specifically if he coerces them) he would exploit the shit out of it. bro definitely has a premium subscription to ph. constantly doom scrolling to find something he hasn’t watched yet (specifically lesbians or threesomes (two girls, one guy) it’s definitely one of his biggest fantasies. he is soo gross ♡)

he would probably likes giving some naive, lightweight (never done drugs before) drugs that he knows they wouldn’t be able to handle just so he they can take advantage.

I AM GOING INSANEEEE. i am clawing and gnawing at the bars of my enclosure.

warnings: 18+, DARK content, dubcon, baby trapping

bro i am so sorry i haven't let this out to the public sooner, this is so good and factual fr 💔 like this guy is an misogynistic incel honestly, idfc what anyone else says, u literally can see it in the show how he treats se-mi. he's a meanie.

THE PH SUBSCRIPTION IS SO REAL. also, forces or not, makes u watch porn with him, the disgusting ones like heavy bondage/bdsm, prolly whilst sticking a wand vibrator on ur clit in a setting that's intense BUT wont make u cum so its pure torture..

guys has anyone done se-mi x reader x nam-gyu ? like hello? hello????? ITS RIGHT THERE prolly would watch u & se-mi whilst he's cucking himself. or he's right in the middle of the action, both ur pussies rubbing on his dick.

also, i love nam-gyu corruption kink, to someone whos absolutely clean, pure, law abiding citizen, prolly doesnt even know half of the kinks or stuff u see in pornhub, BUT THAT'S WHY NAM-GYU EXISTS!! to teach you allat, to corrupt u :^

i just dont feel like hes a good person at all, in smut mindset, and in fr the character, hes those toxic bfs who's only "strong" cuz u're just a lil bit weaker than him. and if u try to leave, nuh-uh, u can't, u wanted a child to begin with right?

"fuck you mean, 'i'm leaving you'? bitch please," he scolds, pumping another load inside- straight to your womb, "you wanna be a single mom?" you shake your head immediately, you were on birth control.. but maybe not... oh no! "then don't bullshit me with saying you're 'leaving me'... you know you love me." let's just hope he'll be a good dad... (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

if anyone needs a fluffy lovey namgyu smut this aint the place.. jk, i would prolly post one too heheh <3 also, now i wanna make a full on incel!nam-gyu x reader smut mannn