#nothing super interesting but i just felt like drawing them

[threateningwatercress]

some misc doodles

[basketball-lesbians]

Stiff

summary: Paige is insecure about the internet's assessment of her strap game, and Azzi helps her remember that she has nothing to worry about.

pairing: Paige Bueckers x Azzi Fudd

contents: smut, fluff, pwp, strap use, oral sex, fingering (once again really its just smut i cannot lie... it gets lowkey disgustingly filthy in a few places. its sweet though, they're idiots in love!)

wordcount: 9076

a/n: Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait between freefall ch 1 and this upload- I got super busy between holidays and personal stuff going on, but I should be more consistent with uploads now. This fic was supposed to be shorter and... then it turned into 9k of filth. No questions at this time. Also, I had a few people ask, so I’m starting to do taglists- so do me a favor and if you’re interested in being included, just comment or message me and I’ll make sure to get you on there for future uploads. Thanks for reading and I hope y’all enjoy!

Theyre positioned on the couch of Paige's apartment in a way that's typical for them; Azzi sitting up with her legs out in front of her, crossed at the ankles while she reads- and Paige strewn out sideways across the other portion of the sectional, her head in Azzi's lap as she scrolls on her phone.

Azzi's right hand falls cyclically to play with the other girls hair in between flipping pages in an effort to keep her content while her focus is split between both her and her book.

Light streams through the window pleasantly, casting a golden glow on everything it touches, and the apartment is quiet- the other girls having gone out to a farmers market earlier in the day and leaving them alone together for the first time in what felt like weeks outside of spending the night in each others’ rooms.

The peaceful sunday afternoon silence they've struck up is rudely interrupted when Paige suddenly groans, rolling onto her side as she drops her phone away from herself like it just offended her, sending it bouncing onto the next couch cushion over. Azzi lets her book drop below her eyeline to look at the other girl, brows raised.

"Um... what was that about?" She asks tentatively, slow to engage for fear of further escalating her already always high energy and cementing the quiet moment they'd just been in as over.

Paige shifts closer to her, wrapping her arms around the younger girls’ waist and burying her face against her stomach, the loose blonde hair left out of her bun to frame her face tickling at the section of midriff exposed by the cropped camisole top the other girl wore under a grey sweat set.

Azzi sighs, setting her book down with the bookmark placed carefully to mark her place, bringing her hands to the girl in her lap fully- one moving to card through her hair and the other to rub her back.

"Hey. What's wrong, honey?" She asks gently, hands soothing in their slow motions. Paige nestles closer to her, holding her tight, her nose brushing the warm skin just above the waistband of Azzi's sweats. Azzi pretends the sensation doesn’t make her feel a little warmer.

"The internet, bro," The blonde finally grumbles, voice muffled where her face is pressed into her girlfriends' torso. Worry rises in Azzi's chest at that, her hands stilling.

"What? What happened?" She asks, pulling at Paige's shoulder to get her to sit up and talk to her. Paige frowns, wrinkling her nose as she obliges the prompt, rolling over to look up at the younger girls’ face from her lap.

Her expression is pathetic- eyebrows drawn together, blue eyes big and lips curled into a pout. Azzi can't help but chuckle at the sight, despite her mind drawing up worst case scenarios like it so often did. Paige groans at Azzi finding humor in the moment, drawing her arm over her face to hide herself in embarrassment.

Azzi smiles fully now, the silly nature of Paige's pouting easing the worry in the back of her mind. She takes in the half-obscured sight in her lap and lets it soothe her, appreciating every visible detail- the sharpness of her jaw, the length of her eyelashes as they rest against her cheeks, the prominence of her nose and cheekbones, the pretty shade of pink that adorns her soft lips.

"Babe, come on. What is it?" She asks, pulling gently at Paige's pale arm.

"You're gonna laugh," Paige whines, bringing her arm down from her face only to draw both of them up over her chest defensively, almost like a little kid would. Azzi rolls her eyes, a smile pulling at the corners of her lips.

"Oh my god, Paige. What is the matter?" She repeats, playful agitation biting at the corners of her tone despite the fact that her dimples give her underlying amusement away.

The older girl sighs dramatically from where she's set in Azzi's lap, waiting in silence for a five count before opening one eye to peep and see if Azzi is still looking, expectant for an explanation. She is. Paige sighs.

"They're sayin' I got stiff hips," She mutters, avoiding Azzi's gaze as the admission slips past her lips. Azzi’s eyes narrow as she furrows her eyebrows confusedly, having not heard her fully.

"They're saying what?" She asks, leaning closer slightly to be able to hear her better. Paige whines, shifting her posture antsily.

"Stiff hips, Az. They're sayin' I got stiff hips." She overenunciates, eyes becoming wide as she explains. Azzi holds her gaze, eyebrows high to match Paige's energy. She holds the expression for as long as she can before breaking, a laugh erupting out of her.

Paige groans yet again, rolling away from her girlfriend like she's trying to slink off the couch and into a puddle on the floor to avoid further embarrassment. Azzi reaches for her, stilling her progress with her hand around the other girls' wrist.

"Oh come on, you big baby," She chides, pulling her back into her lap, cradling her head as she shifts.

"Like they would know, anyway," She dismisses, hands coming up to grab her face, thumb brushing over the the hinge of her jaw as she presses a kiss to her forehead. Paige grins at that, sly and lopsided, holding Azzi's gaze like she's trying to be sure she heard it right.

"Aw, nah?" She smirks up at her, that stupid expression she reserved just for her girlfriend slowly spreading across her face.

Azzi hums. "Unless there's something you're not telling me," She teases, fingers toying with the collar of her crewneck, brushing her collarbones.

Paige smiles dopily, lifting her head and cupping the sides of Azzi's face, pulling her down gently just enough to connect their lips. It's slow and sweet and just a little bit wet, and Paige thinks about all the times they've kissed before and how it's never felt any less perfect than it did the first time.

Seven years later, and she still can't get over the feeling of how Azzi's lips feel against hers.

She shifts to sit up, the movement a little awkward on the way, and comes to settle upright next to the other girl, dominant hand settling just below her hairline on the back of her neck to ease her closer. She moans quietly into the kiss, unable to help herself, and then deepens it- leaning forward and pushing Azzi along with her, putting her on her back.

Azzi's hands meet over the back of the other girls’ neck as she settles over her, her hips snug against the younger girls' with their legs slotted between each other. Azzi bites gently at Paige's lip, and Paige has to choke back a groan as she gives into the chase, letting her tongue dart out to run along the other girls' bottom lip.

Azzi hums before slipping her tongue into her girlfriend's mouth, finding hers and running against it before sucking at it gently, drawing it out. Suddenly, they're pulling apart just enough for Paige to speak, still close enough that their lips to brush when she does.

"F'real though. Y'think I'm stiff?" She asks, her blue eyes full of conviction and concern as they meet Azzi’s once again. Now it’s Azzi’s turn to groan as she rolls her eyes beneath the blonde, much to Paige's dismay.

"Hey! I'm serious, dude," Paige pleads, looking at her girlfriend intently, impatiently awaiting a response. Azzi stays silent, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth as she tilts her head in consideration, hands still interlocked behind the other girls’ head.

"I mean..."

Paige whines, dropping her head to Azzi's chest. Although her intent was pure, she's pleased when her face nestles perfectly between the other girls' breasts, soft warm flesh surrounding her features. She could die here, she thinks.

"Oh come on, I was joking," Azzi says, trying to soften the blow. Her fingers run slowly along the back of her neck, wandering up to toy with the loose hair at the base of her bun.

"S'not funny," Paige defends weakly, speech muffled by the soft skin surrounding her face. Azzi watches her, evaluating for a moment, and then makes up her mind, narrowing her eyes and sucking her teeth as she does.

She sits up, climbing out from under Paige, and Paige looks at her incredulously, already primed to put on a dramatic show of great offense over the fact that the other girl would leave her from their comfortable position on the couch in such a vulnerable time.

She rises to her feet, turning as she outstretches her arm in front of her to hold her hand out, signalling for the other girl to grab it. Paige stares blankly from her place on the couch, unsure of what's happening.

"Come on," Azzi prompts, opening and closing her offered hand to add emphasis to her words. Paige's eyebrows furrow, her hair still tousled from their brief rendezvous seconds ago.

"Huh?" She replies, clueless, neck craning forward and one side of her lip curling as she asks to add emphasis.

Azzi sighs, stepping closer and taking both of Paige's hands into hers. She draws her upright into a sitting position, stepping into the space between where her feet are planted.

This close, Azzi can feel the blonde’s breath tickling at her stomach, her baggy sweatshirts’ zipper fixed low to allow her abs to still show- a decision she made deliberately when she’d put it on this morning.

Paige looks up at where her girlfriend stands above her and can’t help but think that it feels wrong to be in this position and not have her hands free to be able to wrap her arms around the other girl- to slip under her sweatshirt and feel her skin, to wander down and grab at her ass, to pull her into her lap.

"I said," She repeats, eyes locked to Paige's as she presses kisses over the other girls' knuckles, big brown eyes watching carefully with a glint of fire in them as she does it. The blonde holds her breath, lips slightly parted as her gaze drags from Azzi’s eyes to glance at the pink fullness of her lips and back.

"Come," Kiss. "Here," Kiss. "Then." Kiss.

Paige watches cautiously, a feeling that’s a healthy balance of being turned on and a little scared settling in her chest.

"I cant lie... I'm lost, what are we-" Azzi rolls her eyes again, dimples popping as she makes an exasperated face while stepping back, pulling as she goes to bring the taller girl up to stand.

"You're worried about having stiff hips, yeah?" She asks, her voice thick with a flirty tone that the blonde swears wasn’t there only a moment ago.

Paige stands slowly, letting herself be pulled, shrugging and then slowly nodding as she waits for a point to be made. Azzi comes in closer, leaning into Paige’s frame, dropping her hands so that one can settle over her hip, the other on her chest.

Suddenly the blonde is acutely aware of all of the places she can feel the other girl- not the least of which being her leg that brushes against her own as her foot settles between where her own are set, eliminating nearly every bubble of space between them. Paige’s breath feels thick as she breathes out, trying to resist the urge to swallow as she feels the warmth of the other girl braced against her.

"So why don't you come prove it to me that you don't?" Azzi challenges, voice sultry and sweet as she looks up at her, and Paige's jaw almost drops.

Azzi could hold her own, sure. Their little spats and back-and-forth nature were cornerstones of their entire relationship- always had been. They wouldn't be Paige and Azzi without the playful dynamic they always seemed to keep up.

But she was only bold to a point- usually, and for years now, there was a clear line they'd found, a place between gearing up to sex and actually getting there, where Paige had almost always just naturally taken over- at least to initiate things.

It wasn't always that way, per se, but it definitely was more often than not. Between that and the fact that Paige had basically been obsessed with her since she was 16, giving her anything she ever wanted at any indication she wanted it- in moments like these, Azzi had a way of catching her completely off guard.

"Wha- f'real?" Paige asks, frozen in place at the proposition. It was almost always Paige prompting, Paige setting the foundation, Paige leading- Azzi wasn't any less passionate about being intimate, she just liked to be led. And it worked well, because Paige liked to pull her along.

Azzi so openly putting it all on the table on a random Sunday afternoon, (and especially when she had been nose deep in a book less than 10 minutes before) was definitely not something Paige had really anticipated happening. Azzi quirks an eyebrow, digging her heels in.

"Unless you don't think you're up to the task?" She asks, voice donning a kind of feining innocence she only ever put on when she was being especially bratty.

Paige's face flushes at that, never one to give up a challenge- and she's on her feet, grabbing Azzi by the wrist and dragging her to her bedroom, determined to prove herself. Azzi giggles, pleased by the continuation of her perpetual ability to get what she wants from the blonde, and follows, only spurred on by her girlfriends' reaction.

Paige pushes the door closed behind them as soon as they enter the room and immediately grabs for the other girl, pulling her flush against herself by the waist. Azzi leans into the contact as their lips meet, hands coming up to settle on Paige’s chest as she deepens the kiss.

Azzi arches into the way the other girl is holding her, and Paige slips her hands up the back of her sweatshirt, any excuse to feel more of her. She steps them back towards the bed, slowing as she approaches to let Azzi get a feel for where the bed is before they go tumbling onto it.

They do, and Paige is quick to keep things progressing, catching herself with her hands to keep from falling over Azzi and then leaning back on her heels to pull her shirt over her head. Azzi's eyes track the movement carefully, watching her arms flex with the motion and dropping to look at her abs before darting back to her face when she realizes she's been caught.

Ordinarily, Paige would stop and tease, but today she's too eager. Instead, she reaches down, fingers grasping the zipper of Azzi’s sweatshirt, and drags it down, opening access to warm skin beneath it that’s been teasing her all day. She leans back in and nestles into the crook of Azzi's neck, dropping kisses against the soft warm skin there, their bare stomachs pressing against each other with the movement.

Azzi hums as her hands run up Paige’s back, keeping the other girl close and feeling the subtle flexing of the muscle there as she turns her head, kissing the side of Paige’s face where it’s nestled into her neck before pulling her back and recentering her above herself to reconnect their lips.

Paige shifts so one hand can come up between them to Azzi's stomach, pushing under her skin-tight tank top and bunching the small amount of fabric up onto her chest, revealing her abs and breasts. Azzi’s breath hitches at the motion, watching as her hands roam, admiring the contrast of the paleness of her skin against the deepness of her own, blood rushing to her head as she watches Paige go to work against her.

The blonde kisses down the younger girls’ neck and shoulders eagerly, nipping at her collarbones before making her way down to her chest and taking a pebbled nipple into her mouth. As she leans into her, the knee she has slotted between Azzi's legs pushes against her, giving her friction closer to where she wants it, making the other girls' breath catch.

She revels in the way she feels Azzi's breathing change underneath her, feels her start to squirm as she switches sides to show its twin the same affection before letting up in favor of progressing further down her body.

Her skin is warm and soft and smells like vanilla as she kisses down her stomach- it's more intoxicating than anything else Paige has ever felt in her life. She gets to her waistband and is about to pull her sweats down when Azzi taps her shoulder to get her attention.

She pauses, looking up at her with tented eyebrows as she hovers in place. "Hm?"

Once she stills, Azzi reaches down and grabs her face by the chin, eyes hooded. Paige wets her lips as she holds the eye contact, trying to steel herself and not let on the way her boxers are getting uncomfortably damp beneath her sweats.

"C'mere," She whispers, and Paige is immediately thanking god that her roommates aren't home as she climbs back up to oblige her girlfriends' request.

Their lips collide, and before she really knows what's happening, Azzi is pulling her close, locking her arms around her back before shifting hard to roll them both over and straddle her waist. Paige's mouth subconsciously falls open the slightest bit when she’s put on her back, and Azzi can't help but smirk.

She straightens her back and grabs at the bunched up fabric of her camisole that Paige had so impatiently pushed out of her way, pulling it up and arching her back as it goes to help it over her head.

Beneath her, Paige swallows and fixes her hands on her hips tightly, trying not to touch like a child watching a cake being frosted- watching desperately with a watering mouth as she takes in the scene unfolding in front of her. Everything about what she sees, she's absolutely obsessed with: her skin, her toned stomach, her perfect chest, her strong arms and shoulders, the beautiful way her dark curls cascade over her shoulders. She's perfect. So, so perfect.

"Fuck, Az," She mutters, eyes wandering over her frame. Azzi almost feels shy for a second with the way she's being looked at, but she manages to cut her thought process off.

After all, even with all the people in the world who said unhinged shit about her girlfriend online, she was the only one who got to sit half-naked in her lap whenever she wanted. Not a lot of reason to feel self conscious about that.

Azzi leans forward, hands grabbing the other girls’ to push them up and against the mattress for her own balance as she closes the gap between them to kiss Paige’s neck. The taller girls' legs naturally come up to settle with her feet flat against the bed, her thighs just behind Azzi's ass, keeping her close.

Azzi hums as she presses kisses up Paige's jaw, messy and warm and creating a feeling in Paige's gut that's very hard to ignore. The feeling of having her in her lap- breasts bare and pressing into her chest, ass pressing into her as she shifts- paired with the feeling of her full lips kissing their way across her neck and shoulders, curls tickling with the movement as they brush against her skin, is nearly enough to make her brain short circuit.

Having her hands pinned is torture- she's dying to be able to touch her. She pushes her hips forward, few other options available, and Azzi breathes in sharply at the contact, drawing back just barely to ground herself.

"Mmm, gotta be patient baby," She chides, renewing her efforts in the space between her girlfriend's neck and shoulder.

Paige groans. She wasn't used to not being able to pivot things where she wanted- to control the pace and the acceleration of things.

"Thought I was tryna show you sum," She argues, fighting hard to keep any trace of how pathetic she feels out of her voice when she says it. Azzi hums, nipping at her earlobe.

"Why don't you, then?" She counters, and Paige wastes no time in pushing up with both her hips and hands to roll Azzi back over, reclaiming her position above her.

They're both slightly out of breath once they resettle, and Paige supports herself over Azzi, holding the eye contact and letting their breath mix together in the minuscule amount of space between them.

Paige is acutely aware of the heat settling low in her belly at the way Azzi looks at her. Azzi, equally bothered, is trying hard not to squirm as she watches her girlfriend wet her lips, the veins in her hands and arms more prominent than usual after her display of strength to flip them back over.

"You gonna behave and lemme have my way w'you, babygirl? Or y’still need to get some energy out?" She asks pointedly, and a surge of pride goes through her when she sees the way a flush creeps across Azzi's face, no argument making it's way past her lips for once.

Balance restored.

Her big brown eyes peer up at her with the neediest expression she thinks she might have ever seen, and it doesn't take much convincing after that to hurry along, her point proven.

"A'ight then. I gotchu, mama," She says, pressing a single kiss to her neck before standing, letting her hands come to her hips as she surveys across her bedroom.

"Where'd that fuckin' thing end up, anyway?" She asks, and Azzi giggles from the bed, eyes lingering on her bare stomach as she turns her body, looking around the room.

"Closet, right? Had to move it when KK came in to play playstation?" She asks, and Paige turns to her, smiling.

"My girl’s so smart." She praises, reaching out to pat her leg as she walks past the bed to the closet. Azzi rolls her eyes, a small smile on her face as she tracks her with her eyes, biting at her finger as she watches her saunter over to open the closet door, sweats clinging low on her hips, boxer line peeking out just barely.

Paige stoops down to dig through a specific shoe box amongst the many that live in the small space. She knows she shouldn't be as turned on by the sight as she is, but there's just something about the way she looks, her legs spread and her arms settled on her knees as she balances on the pads of her feet while rummaging through the closet, searching.

It takes long enough for Paige to finally find it that by the time she's turning from the closet, victorious and holding the toy high above her head, she’s almost surprised to find that Azzi’s still looking at her. She lets the toy fall to her side as she comes to kneel on the edge of the bed in front of the other girl.

"Hey," She says, nudging Azzi's nose with her own, as she sets the strap and harness down above her head on the bed, out of sight. Azzi smiles at her, and for a moment, nobody else in the world exists, brown eyes meeting blue, their breath combining in the small space between them.

"Hey, yourself," She returns, reaching above her head to grab for the toy. Paige chuckles, spreading her arms wide in a stretch as she stands back up. Azzi’s eyes trail over her figure, taking in the sight of her stance, the way her abs flexed with the movement.

"Was gonna ask if you changed your mind, you seemed like you were zonin' out over here," She jokes, and Azzi makes a face.

"Sounds to me like you're getting nervous," She taunts, bringing the contraption in front of her face to get a better look at it. Paige clicks her tongue, shaking her head.

"Whatever, bro," She dismisses, leaning in to press a kiss to Azzi's forehead, hand smoothing over her curls lovingly as she hovered there.

"You sure you still wanna?" She asks, softer now, and Azzi nods, her focus clearly elsewhere as she shifts the harness to one hand and reaches out to grab her by the hips to maneuver her closer.

"If I can remember how to get this to work," She jokes, and Paige smirks, going to grab it from her. “I got it.”Azzi pulls it away from her prying hands, scoffing at her lightly.

"You never even put it on in the first place, dummy. Take your pants off and c'mere, I can figure it out." Paige laughs at that, hands going to untie the drawstring that's tucked into her waistband.

"Yes ma'am," She replies, stepping out of her sweats and then bringing her boxers along with them not long after, dropping them to the floor in a way that's all too familiar for the younger girl- makes it a little bit harder to swallow, too.

Azzi beckons her forward, putting significant effort into focusing on what she’s doing and not getting distracted by the perfect shade of pink peeking out from her girlfriend’s mound- and reluctantly, Paige goes.

"Here, step into this," Azzi says, holding a portion of the harness open for her, her eyes lingering on her girlfriends' naked frame. Paige chuckles, putting a hand on Azzi's shoulder to stabilize herself as she does as she's told.

She didn't remember it feeling this awkward the last time. Then again, it had been a while since they'd used it last- they’d both been so busy that any time that they’d found as of late to love on each other was kept entirely to quick hands and eager mouths.

Azzi furrows her eyebrows as her fingers go to work, adjusting buckles and straightening straps. Paige watches her face intently, trying not to feel silly.

"Turn," The curly headed girl prompts, and Paige follows the instruction mindlessly, feeling slightly like a kid getting their winter coat put on by a parent before being allowed to go outside to play in the snow.

Azzi tugs a specific section and it finally tightens- a little too fast, pinching at Paige's skin as it comes flush with flesh. The blonde jumps, disregarding the adjustments happening as she shoves her fingers between the harness and her skin to create a protective barrier and sooth the sting.

"Ow, Azzi!" She protests, and Azzi's head snaps up to look at her, eyes full of sympathy. "I'm sorry, baby. It was an accident," She soothes, running her thumb over the area and leaning over to press a kiss to it.

With that, it's already forgotten, the harness finally settled snug to Paige’s hips. Paige nods, mostly to herself, pushing her fingers underneath the straps once more to adjust herself to be more comfortable- and then she’s coming around to the other side of the bed and grabbing Azzi by the tops of her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the bed with no warning, causing her to yelp in surprise.

“Whoa, what are y-“ Paige shushes her, sinking to her knees, and loops her fingers under Azzi’s sweats, pulling them over her hips in one swift movement. Azzi watches the rushed movement with eager eyes, swallowing thickly while picking up her hips to help her tug them down.

Paige stoops down, and Azzi’s heart flutters in her chest as she starts to litter kisses on the insides of her thighs. The blonde is slow and intentional with her movements, arms coming to rest on the outside of Azzi’s spread knees as she sucks a purple mark into the other girls’ skin, soothing it with a swipe of her tongue and a chaste kiss afterward.

She continues to drop kisses as she moves up her thigh til she reaches her center, playing close attention to the subtle changes in Azzi’s breathing as she goes, and then slows, pressing a kiss to her clit through the thin cotton. Azzi lets out a breathy little gasp at the contact, neck craning to get a better view.

Paige presses another kiss, more pressure behind it than the last one, and then slips a little lower, repeating the motion. When she does, she finds the most perfect surprise waiting for her- Azzi’s completely soaked through the pretty purple panties she’s wearing.

“Oh my god, Azzi Jazlyn,” She remarks, looking up at the other girl with an amused look painted across her face. Azzi blushes, really blushes, and hides her face in her arm, a pouty little noise of protest falling from her lips at being mocked.

“Is it that serious?” Paige asks, tone dripping with sarcastic concern, and Azzi reaches down with the hand that isn’t obscuring her face to shove at Paige’s arm. The blonde just grins, shaking her head as she leans back and hooks her fingers under the waistband of the dampened fabric.

“Just teasin’, mama,” She soothes, voice husky as Azzi picks up her hips again.

“Y’know I fuckin’ love that shit,” She mumbles- mostly to herself- and she tugs the article over the swell of the other girls’ ass, eyes widening when they bring a string of glistening slick with them as they come away from the younger girls’ cunt.

She can’t help the groan that falls past her lips as she tugs them the rest of the way down, watching in disbelief as the strand stretches and the breaks, dropping to stick to the younger girls’ upper thigh.

Azzi hisses at the cold sensation, her face burning with embarrassment, and Paige quickly discards the pair of underwear behind her before her hands find the other girls’ legs again and she leans in, licking the slick off the supple skin of her upper thigh like she’s been in the desert and its the first drop of water she’s seen in days.

Azzi’s eyes drift back in a mix of disbelief and pleasure, biting at her lip in an attempt to keep her composure as Paige kisses the same place messily, leaving it wet.

She continues her trail of kisses up her thighs, one hand absentmindedly wandering over to the junction of Azzi’s hip, stopping there with her fingers held out as if signaling for Azzi to meet it with her own. She interlocks her fingers with her girlfriends’, and Paige looks up at her, a slight smile on her face before craning her neck back down, eyes still locked with Azzi’s as she licks into her cunt.

Azzi lets her eyes fall shut at the first contact, letting herself focus on the warmth of Paige’s tongue and the slick of her spit mixing with her own arousal over her clit. When she opens them again, she sees blue eyes still on her from between her legs, holding her gaze, careful to watch for any indication to stop- even though they both know it won’t come.

Paige is slow, letting her tongue run over her girlfriends’ pussy deliberately, reveling in how wet she finds her, how good she tastes. She sucks her clit into her mouth gently, and Azzi winces above her, curls pressed into the pillow as she kicks her head back and arches into the contact.

She lets her tongue come to assist the suction, running it over the base of her clit while she suckles at the head of it gently, and then lets it go, coming off with a pop!, pink lips glistening as they come away wet.

She brings her head back slightly and blows gently, the cold air sending goosebumps forming under Azzi’s skin, and watches her reaction carefully as she licks over it again. Azzi feels the other girls’ eyes on her and bites at her bottom lip, bringing her free hand up to palm at her breast as she holds the eye contact, teasing from where she's laid out.

Paige blinks slowly as she watches, eyebrows raising slightly- just enough to be noticeable, and she’s thankful her mouth is occupied so she doesn’t say something stupid in her awed state.

How lucky could one person get?

Azzi’s painted fingers move deftly to roll her pebbled nipple between her pointer and thumb, squeezing the mound of flesh to her chest and then repeating the motion, never breaking the eye contact. Paige watches eagerly and lets her tongue to continue to work her, slow and sensual and utterly pussy drunk, and Azzi is buzzing knowing how well she’s captured the girl between her legs.

Paige lets her tongue slip lower, the younger girls’ taste getting stronger and sweeter as she teases at her entrance- and Azzi gasps at the sensation, her right hand abandoning its efforts over her chest to come down her bare torso and grab at Paige’s hair, tangling into blonde strands still held back loosely by a hairtie.

"Fuck, Paige," She curses, her hips canting up and just slightly off the bed, smearing her slick across Paige's chin and nose. She pauses, giving an apologetic look when she realizes she's made a mess of the bottom half of her girlfriends' face, but Paige only chuckles.

She lets go of the younger girls' hand where their fingers are intertwined over her hipbone to bring both arms around her legs and over her hips to hold her still, fixing her in place before refocusing her efforts. Azzi whimpers at the feeling of being held so firmly while Paige knelt between her legs and went to work like a woman starved- so safe and desired and spoiled all at once.

She watches the slight flex of the blonde’s biceps as she holds pulls her impossibly closer, sloppy with her ministrations over the other girls’ clit, her jaw working as she alternates the shapes being drawn over the swollen nub to tease the most perfect little moans from her lips. The younger girl lets her newly free hands come up, crossing over her face in an attempt to hide how desperate she feels.

Paige smirks as she delves lower again, pushing into her cunt with her tongue and watching her facial expressions from between her legs, growing wetter by the second seeing how worked up she could make the other girl. Azzi's mouth hangs open in a silent gasp in response to the intrusion, eyebrows drawn up and together.

Paige opens her mouth wider, giving herself the leverage to fuck her tongue into her deeper- and Azzi picks a leg up to put it over the blonde's shoulder, improving the angle. The movement only makes Paige double down on her efforts, drawing back slightly to pull her right arm from its place over her hip in favor of bringing it low between them to meet the glistening slick of her pussy.

She keeps her tongue sliding in and out of her entrance, bringing her left thumb down over her pelvis to run over her clit. She’s aided by the wetness that's making a mess of her cunt- slowly spreading to her thighs now, too. Azzi whimpers, and the Paige borderline growls at the sound, drinking in the control she has over the other girl and the sounds she’s pulling from her lips.

She runs her tongue flat against her, running from entrance to clit, lapping up the juices she’d pulled since pressing the muscle into her needy cunt. She sucks her clit into her mouth again, letting the fingers of her free hand trail lower, tantalizingly slow in their movements as they ran deliberately teasingly along her folds, feeling the slickness of her juices over soft skin.

She lets her middle finger slip deeper, probing against her entrance, and Azzi’s breath catches at the feeling, hips bucking up in a desperate attempt to fill the ache inside of her.

"Ohmygod- please," She babbles, and Paige lets off her clit so she can sooth her. "Shh- I know, I know. You're okay mama, I gotchu.” She drops an open-mouthed kiss to the swollen bud.

“Jus’ needa stretch you out and make sure you're ready for it baby. S'been a while, hm?” She coos, lips brushing against her cunt as she says it, and Azzi whines, angling her hips so she feels her deeper. Paige hums at the observation, taking in the sight of the younger girls’ pussy as she has her way with her- glistening with wetness and the perfect shade of swollen pink.

"So needy for me, huh, baby?" Azzi nods deliriously, desperate for more- and Paige laughs sympathetically at her. "A’ight, sweetheart," She whispers, slipping two long, slender fingers in and curling them as she slides knuckle deep in one flush movement.

She presses deep entirely too easily, fingers brushing against her sweet spot far before the other girl had anticipated they would work themselves that deep- and its all she can do to whine at the sensation, throaty and guttural.

“Feels good?” The blonde husks, as if she doesn’t already know the answer. Azzi groans, humming a sweet little 'mhm' in response and hoping it’s enough, because it’s all she can muster. Paige eases in and out of her slow, reveling in how wet her fingers come away each time she draws them out of her pussy.

“Fuuuck, baby,” She husks, in awe of how perfect this girl is- how wet she’s gotten, how good she’s taking her fingers, how pretty her pussy is. Azzi whimpers, her hips chasing her fingers every time she draws them out, little ah, ah, ahs falling past her lips every time her fingers brush against that spongy spot deep inside of her.

Paige groans as she fucks into her gummy walls, chasing the high brought on by the younger girl’s delicious little noises. She's successful, Azzi keening when she strokes particularly deep- arching her back off the mattress, her abs flexing with the effort. The blonde watches eagerly, eyes hooded and lips wet as she observes every filthy detail of the unholy ministrations she’s working against Azzi’s cunt.

"'S it that good, baby? You like it when I stretch you out and get you ready for my dick, sweet girl?" Paige coos, and Azzi's too far gone to even manage a response, nodding deliriously with thick eyelashes fluttering against her flushed cheeks as she just stares with a fucked out expression, breathy little noises spilling out of her with each curl of her girlfriends' long fingers against her inner walls.

Unable to resist the urge, she lets her tongue lash over her clit again, moving in fast flicks of motion that she has to put conscious effort into limiting the pressure of in order to prevent overstimulating the swollen nub that’s already flared an angry pink.

"P-please, P, need it," Azzi whines, and Paige looks up at her, undeniably pussy drunk. "Yeah? Tell me what you want, baby," She says, tone sultry and words slurring with lust in a way that was just for Azzi.

"More," Azzi whines, and Paige tuts at her.

"Nah- you know better. Ask me right," The older girl corrects before bringing her mouth back to her core. Azzi whimpers pathetically before taking a steadying breath, steeling herself.

“Please,” She chokes, desperate for more despite the fact that her eyes were already welling up with tears at the intensity of what the blonde was doing to her.

“Want it,” She breathes, voice breaking, and Paige lets her eyes fall shut for a brief moment so she can soak in the sound of her pleas. Her wrist works overtime to keep her fingers in motion inside of her, and her tongue swirls around her clit, soaking in the metallic taste of the puffy little button as she continues to tease at it.

“Need it- fuck, please? Want you to fill me up,” She begs, and Paige takes a deep breath from between her legs, nostrils flaring slightly as she attempts to ground herself while she kisses into the younger girls’ cunt sloppily, lips and chin covered in her arousal. It’s almost too good to bring her mouth away from.

“Okay, sweet girl,” She mutters before letting her tongue drag along her slit, the slickness making the motion easy.

“Gonna fuck you so good,” She promises, pressing a kiss to her clit before standing. She places one knee on the mattress, bringing her hand up to rub at the other girls' thigh affectionately.

"Scooch up, mama. Gimme some room to work here," She murmurs gently, and Azzi complies, her eyes never leaving the blonde's face, bringing her hands to the mattress and pushing herself back.

The blonde follows immediately, crawling toward her and dropping a kiss to the scar over her knee as she approaches before sitting up straight. She adjusts the width of her knees where they’re pressed into the bed as she settles into the best position she can manage, reaching down to grasp the base of the toy where it juts out into the small amount of space between them.

Azzi’s eyes watch carefully as she reaches out, running her pointer and middle fingers through her folds to gather wetness before spreading it over the toy. She watches Paige’s fingers as they run along the length of the toy, coating it in her slick, and swallows, suddenly starting to realize that the toy looked a little bit bigger than she had remembered it being.

To distract herself, she forces her eyes higher, takes in the sight of the girl between her legs- abs tight, pert breasts and puffy pink nipples on display, loose blonde hair framing her face and a concentrated look painted across her features that was absolutely entrancing.

Paige takes hold of the toy and shuffles closer until she can run the tip through her folds, and Azzi’s breath catches at the contact. The older girl wets her parted lips as she stares, revelling in the way the younger girls’ slick spreads along the silicon, allowing the shaft move easily up and down her slit from entrance to clit.

Azzi's breath is shaky beneath her, pretty brown eyes blown as she watches every movement eagerly. She lets the toy nudge against her entrance, admiring how her pussy clenches a kiss around the head at the intrusion, and Azzi whines up at her, expression pleading silently for her to progress- so she rocks forward, slow, eyes on the younger girls’ face to gauge off of.

A little gasp falls from Azzi’s mouth as her eyes fall shut, head pushing back against the pillows as she draws her bottom lip between her teeth. Paige’s tongue peeks out of her mouth, pressing against her bottom lip with the effort as she presses in further, torturously slow as she eases her hips flush with Azzi’s.

Azzi moans as she bottoms out, her fingers grabbing ahold of Paige’s arm where it’s braced against her leg to improve the angle.

She lets her hand linger there in a loose grip, holding on to her for the sake of touching her alone, watching the other girl admire her, feeling her muscles move beneath her skin with every motion. Paige’s hips rock back, eyes watching the toy slide out of her entrance before she eases forward again, starting to find a rhythm.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” Azzi slurs, drawing a smirk out of Paige.

“Yeah? You like that, mama?” She asks, voice low and raspy as she pumps in and out of her, eyes roaming over the other girls’ body hungrily. The younger girl nods, eyebrows drawn together and face tight as she concentrates on adjusting to the stretch, painted fingernails digging into Paige’s arm just barely as a whimper escapes past her lips.

Paige gambles a look down as her pace gradually picks up, and watches as the strap slides in and out of the girl above her in time with her strokes. She swallows hard, sucking in a steadying breath as she watches her pussy stretch around the toy, excess wetness accumulating in a thick ring around the base of the toy.

Eager to see more, she snakes her dominant hand between them, using her pointer finger and thumb to hold her lips apart so she can get a better look at the toy pumping in and out of her, pussy pulsing and stretching around the silicon cock. She presses her thumb to her clit, rubbing tight circles as she picks up her pace gradually.

“Fuck, mama- squeezin’ my dick so pretty w’that pussy. You like it when I stretch you out, baby?”

“Ohmygod, yes,” Azzi rushes out, barely coherent, and Paige watches as she takes it, moving with her to set the pace, hips chanting and abs tight.

“Yeah? Feels good, don't it princess? Y’feelin me deep?” Azzi hums out a pathetic little mhm, whimpering, and she can't help herself- she reaches out, running her hand up her stomach, squeezing at her tits when she gets to her chest, palming them and feeling the weight of them in her hand.

She groans, letting her head kick back. She could feel their combined wetness smearing all over her pelvis and the front of her thighs now, and the realization hits like a drug. Azzi’s hand comes to meet hers over her chest, not to stop anything she’s doing, just for the sake of being able to hold onto her- and Paige shifts, bringing one knee up to better her angle, pausing as she pivots, and then presses forward again.

Azzi groans at the new angle, her hips canting up to chase the motion and pushing Paige deeper, in turn drawing a whine from the blonde’s throat when the base of the toy pushes against her clit.

“Oh, fuck,” Azzi whimpers, spurred on by the knowledge of what fucking her like this is doing to the blonde. Obscene sounds fill the room- Azzi’s cunt squelching around the silicon cock, breathy moans falling from both of the pairs’ lips, the sound of their combined slick over the already prominent sound of skin meeting skin with each thrust from Paige.

It’s filthy, the way they’re rutting into each other, but god, did both of them need this.

Azzi arches her back, taking their joined hands and pushing them lower, and at first Paige isn’t sure what she’s doing, thinks maybe she’s ushering her to stimulate her clit again, but then she stops short, right above her pelvis. Her confusion quickly gives way to recognition, and she almost chokes when she feels it- she’s fucking up into the younger girl so deep that she can feel it perfectly just by having her hand braced over her stomach.

“Oh, baby- fuck,” Her hips stutter, overwhelmed between feeling how deep she’s fucking into Azzi and the sensation of the base of the strap rubbing against her clit. Azzi shifts, hooking her legs around her waist, and Paige leans further forward, bracing herself with her elbows against the mattress, body pressed to Azzi’s as she continues the snap of her hips.

Azzi’s moans are even clearer now- right there to lean over and swallow up with a kiss, so she does, connecting their lips as she rolls her hips fervently. It’s wet and messy and desperate, both of them moaning into it, and for a moment, the sheer desperation shared between the two of them is enough to carry it, both rutting into each other like it was their last moment on earth.

Azzi’s head kicks back when Paige draws in particularly hard, the blonde’s bottom lip dragging against the side of her face when she breaks away from the kiss to shift so suddenly. Her legs wrap around her tighter, arms slung around her back with one hand tangled into the bun barely still in place on her head and the other digging half-moons into her shoulder as she fucks her open.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod,” She babbles, and Paige curses under her breath, shifting her weight from one arm to the other to sustain the rocking of her hips.

She’s absolutely stoned on the sounds she’s drawing out of her lips- so committed to making her make more of them that the tiredness settling into her body is barely even noticeable. Azzi’s breaths get shallow and run together, little noises escaping her lips with every thrust, her hips and hands unable to stay still as she grasps for Paige like she’s not as close as physically possible already.

“Paige, I’m- oh fuck,” Her voice breaks, and the sheer amount of desperation in her tone is enough for Paige to be sure of what’s happening.

“Gonna cum for me, baby?” She asks, and Azzi just nods, incapable of mustering any response beyond that in a coherent manner. Paige nods, pressing a kiss to the side of Azzi’s face, and braces herself to shift her weight on one arm, letting the other reach between them and find her clit.

The angle’s awkward and she knows she wouldn’t be able to keep it up for long- but she also knows Azzi doesn’t need much more, just wants her to feel good as she goes over the edge.

“Show me, princess. Wanna see you cum on this dick, pretty girl,” She whispers, and Azzi whimpers, nails digging into her back as she arches her back, impossibly close. Paige’s heart is nearly beating through her chest, and she’s trying embarrassingly hard not to let on how she’s pretty sure she could cum, too, trying to focus on getting Azzi there.

“C’mon, mama. Doin’ so good, so pretty for me. Let me have it, sweet girl,” She coos. Azzi nods desperately, shaky breaths heaving from her lungs as she chases the edge.

"Don't stop, don't stop," She pleads, and Paige hums, acknowledging the request as she presses a kiss to her face again, back tense as her hips roll into her at a pace she has no earthly idea how she had possibly kept up this long aside from pure obsession and a desperation to make her girl feel good.

"Never, baby. I gotchu, you're okay. Let go for me," She urges, and Azzi purses her lips, eyes fluttering shut and dimples popping as she tips over the edge of her climax.

Her head pushes back against the pillow and her eyes eyes screw shut, legs tightening even further around Paige's waist. A guttural moan escapes from her throat and for once, she doesn't even care how loud she is.

Her breaths draw deeper as she shudders through the remainder of her orgasm, little spasms of pleasure washing over her body, and Paige nuzzles close, dropping soft kisses to her shoulders as she slows her efforts. Beneath her, Azzi finally relaxes, body slumping against the mattress and her head lolling to the side to rest against Paige's forearm where it's pressed into the mattress supporting her weight.

Her hand comes down and entangles with Paige’s where it’s working her clit slowly, wincing as she pulls it away. “Too much,” She whimpers, and Paige chuckles airily, nodding.

“Okay, babygirl,” She replies, keeping the younger girls’ fingers intertwined with her own as she rests her hand on her waist.

“You good if I pull out?” She asks, and Azzi nods slowly, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. “But… slow, okay?” She asks, voice small, and Paige swears she almost melts at the expression on her face.

“‘Course, baby. I’ll be gentle, I promise,” She assures, pressing a kiss to the shorter girls’ forehead before starting to ease the toy out.

“You okay?” She asks, giving the other girl a distraction as she works herself out from inside of her. Azzi nods, her fingers fidgeting lightly with Paige’s where their hands were intertwined.

“Yeah, I’m good,” She nods, her chest still heaving big breaths. She winces when Paige eases the toy the rest of the way out, but Paige is quick to soothe, pressing kisses to her shoulders as she leans further down.

"Good job, baby. Did so good f'me," She praises, and Azzi soaks it in. Paige sits up again, pulling at the buckles of the strap to try and get it to loosen enough to slide out of, and Azzi can’t help but giggle.

“Come here, dummy,” She teases, leaning forward to reach her. Paige obliges her request, picking up her hands so she has space to work, watching as she manages to release all the cinched down straps in the amount of time it had taken her to figure out which direction was tightening or loosening the device.

“I dunno how you do that, but you amaze me, f’real,” Paige mutters, a dopey grin on her face as she looks at the other girl, and Azzi rolls her eyes, a grin creeping across her face.

“You’re so dumb,” She dismisses, lovesick expression on her face despite her words as she pulled the excess of the straps taut, making it easier for Paige to slip out of them. She does, and once she pulls it off, she immediately discards the contraption onto the floor to deal with later.

Azzi chuckles at the thud it made against the ground, pulling Paige close, reveling in the feeling of the warmth of her skin against her own. She let her hands start to roam, fingers exploring expanses of soft skin that only she got to touch like this.

“You’re so perfect,” She whispers to the blonde, and Paige chuckles, a light flush spreading across her chest. Her hand settles on her waist, holding her close, while she lays on her back, one hand slung behind her head.

“You think so?” She asks, and Azzi nods, bringing her lips to drop kisses along her shoulders.

“Definitely,” She confirms, lips brushing against her collarbones. “Good strap game, too. I don’t think you have anything to worry about, after all,” She says, and Paige can’t help but laugh.

“Thank you, baby. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” The blonde replies, running her hand up Azzi’s bare waist affectionately.

“Mmm, I definitely did,” The younger girl whispers, her lips trailing up her neck, teasing a path to that one spot behind her ear that always seemed to drive her crazy.

“Now I think it’s my turn to make sure you enjoy yourself, hm?”

For once, Paige has no argument.

a/n: Thank you guys for reading and thank you again for your patience while I finished this, seriously! Comments and reposts are appreciated, remember to let me know if you'd like to be included in taglists in the future!

Disclaimer: Sorry for the robbery at the end, I really intended to include that scene but I was already at 9k words so I decided to just wrap it up. If y'all want a second part or smth, lmk!

[meggletoomanyfandoms]

Valentines Day!

(Not my gif!)

Alastor x Fem!Reader

Summary- Valentines Day is coming up and Charlie has decided to incorporate the holiday and use it to create an exercise to bring the hotel staff and residents closer together!

Word count- 1,625

TW- None really. Alastor fluff, super sweet!

Not proofread, there may be some spelling/grammar mistakes!

Author's Note- This might just be the sweetest thing I've written in forever! I can't wait to write more for Alastor, as I had so much fun writing this one! I am also taking requests, feel free to send one in!

“Alright everyone! So for today’s lesson, I thought it would be fun if we did something for Valentine's Day!” Charlie excitedly said, clapping her hands together with a big smile on her face, “This could be great to strengthen our bonds and help us get to know each other better!” You looked around the room and could see the other’s weren’t too happy about this, especially Angel.

“Look, do we really gotta do this?” he asked, rolling his eyes, “Noone hardly even celebrates that holiday here.” 

“True that may be, I still think this would be a great lesson and exercise for us all!” Charlie grinned, “Okay, so what I was thinking is we draw names from this bowl and whoever you get is the one you have to make a valentine for and deliver them at the end of the day!” 

“And what are we supposed to be making?” Husk shook his head, “I gotta agree with Angel on this one, I think this is stupid…” You looked at Charlie who now had pleading eyes.

“Oh come now, this should definitely prove interesting,” Alastor said, his wide grin unfaltering. 

“Uhm.. I think this could actually be fun..” Charlie grinned and grabbed you into a big hug.

“Oh thank you, thank you!” she let you go and stuck the bowl with the names written on folded pieces of paper in it, “Here y/n, you can pick first!” 

You gulped but then stuck your hand in the bowl and grabbed one of the small sheets of paper, “Alrighty now, don’t tell us who it is! Simply make them a gift and give it to them!”

“What's the point of doing this if we’re not going to be sharing it with the rest of the group?” Angel asked as Charlie passed the bowl on, now holding it out in front of him. 

“I was thinking that we are always doing group activities so I thought that maybe this time we could do something sort of one on one! And if you’d all like, we can always share it with each other later!” 

You waited until Charlie finished passing the bowl around and everyone went to draw names., “Now everyone, see who you got!” she excitedly said as she unfolded the small piece of paper in her hands. With a racing heart, you followed suit and did the same. When you read the name on the small piece of paper your eyes instantly widened and your heart began racing.

Alastor. 

You immediately looked up to find a certain radio demon eyeing you and grinning, and after a few seconds he turned and made his way out the door. Around you you could hear a few sighs coming from the others but your thoughts drowned them out. What were you supposed to make for Alastor?You hadn’t really even spoken to the demon since you’d started staying here a few weeks ago; he really kept his distance from you and you from him. In all honesty, he kind of frightened you a bit as everything about him was so mysterious.

Sighing you made your way upstairs and into your room. You started rummaging through what few things you had in your drawer, hoping for any sort of idea to pop into your head but… Nothing. Not a damn thing. You rubbed your hands over your face and sighed once again until something at the bottom of your drawer caught your eye.

Red ribbon? You thought for a moment and grabbed it, an idea immediately popping into your mind. It won’t be anything big but it’s the best you’ve got…

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Putting the last few finishing touches on his Alastor’s gift, you felt kind of proud of yourself for making his gift. You managed to find a small box to put it in and now you just had to deliver it. Feeling suddenly nervous, you held the small box tightly in your hands as you made his way to his room. You stopped in front of his door and took a deep breath, then knockers slowly on his door.

“Come in, come in!” he said, static clinging to his voice. You did as he said and slowly opened his door to find him sitting at his table in his, er, swamp that connected to his bedroom? Yep, definitely mysterious…

“Oh my dear!” he said, standing up and making his way over to you, “yes I thought it was you got my name from the bowl!” You nodded.

“I did,” you said, “And I uhm, made you a gift but Alastor it’s not the greatest thing-” before you could finish speaking he simply shushed you.

“Now now, dear girl! I’m sure whatever you’ve made is marvelous indeed!” he held out his hands, “May I see it?” You handed the small box over to him and watched as he lifted the lid and tossed it to the floor. His smile didn't change a bit as he pulled the bright red bow out of the box and inspected it.

“I thought that maybe you'd like to put on your uhm, microphone thing? To uhh.. Liven it up a bit?” you felt your cheeks heating up instantly as you spoke aloud, what an awful gift! You could have made him literally anything else,  but this is what you came up with? 

“Thank you!” he said, sticking the ribbon onto his cane, just below the microphone, “this was a well thought out gift indeed!” You were surprised and were going to question him when he spoke again.

“For your gift my dear, we’ll have to take the long road if that is alright with you!” You shook your head.

“Uhm, Alastor I think you’re supposed to give a gift to the person whose name you drawn, not me-”

“Well whose name do you think I drew?” he said, reaching into his pocket and handing you a small white sheet of paper. Your eyes widened when you saw your own name written on the paper. He held out his arm to you, “Would you please accompany me?” You hesitated but finally took his arm and followed where he led you. 

His radio tower. You’d never been in there before- actually, you don’t think anyone except Alastor himself had been. “My gift is up here?” you asked him. He nodded his head and pointed to a seat, “Won’t you please sit, my dear?” Hesitantly, you did as he asked and sat in the chair. You watched as he took a seat at his desk and began speaking into his microphone. 

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” he said, still grinning from ear to ear, “For tonight’s broadcast, I do have something special planned indeed..” You watched as he spoke and then, like it was absolutely nothing a.. Piano materialized in the room? Instead of him sitting at a desk he was now sitting in front of the instrument. 

“Yes yes, usually my broadcast’s are a bit more.. Different from the one I have planned for tonight, but ah, it is almost Valentine’s Day indeed so I thought to myself, tonight and tonight only, my dear listeners, I shall sing you a song,” he said, making sure to look directly at you with the last thing he said. It was then that he started playing the piano and you watched as his fingers effortlessly flew across the keys and then he began singing..

You instantly recognized the song, ‘La Vie En Rose’ and you were, well, most definitely caught off guard but also you were amazed. He had the sweetest singing voice and, since when did he know how to play the piano? The Alastor you knew was a ruthless soul whose only goal you thought was making deals and stealing other’s souls, but this? Maybe you really didn’t know Alastor, perhaps there was so much more to him then you had realized. 

He finished up the song and piano de-materialized and his desk reappeared, he continued on with his broadcast and you sat by him until he was finished. 

“And with that, dearest listeners, I shall bid you goodnight until next time..” he said, finishing his broadcast and then turning to look at you, still grinning from ear to ear. 

“I do hope you liked your gift, my dear,” he said to you, “Perhaps it wasn’t what you had in mind but I do hope you still enjoyed it.”

“Alastor, since when could you sing like that? And play piano?” you questioned, “Oh! Yes I did enjoy it, so much.. Nobody has ever done something like that for me.” 

“Ah my dear, there is so much that you don’t know about me,” he said, taking your hand and then kissing the top of it. You felt your cheeks begin to heat up as he did so, “Shall we go back to the others now?” You nodded your head.

“Uhm, y-yes Alastor,” you agreed, following him out of the radio tower and back down to the hotel to meet up with the others. 

BONUS:

In the hotel a radio sits upon Husks bar and is playing a certain radio demons podcast, with everyone gathered around it and listening intently. 

“Is that..?” Charlie questioned, turning one of the dials to turn up the volume. 

“Didn’t know the guy could sing, “Angel said, crossing his arms in front of his chest, “Who woulda guessed..” Husk rolled his eyes, taking a cloth and wiping out one of his glasses. 

“I seriously can’t believe it,” Vaggie said, turning to Charlie whose eyes were now tearing up, “Charlie?” 

“He has the most beautiful voice,” she said, now crying. Vaggie rolled her eyes but took her girlfriend into a hug, patting her back to calm her.

[lalalalalalakakakak]

So this is just Vox, with a classic limbless situation (I love it when people draw him like that, Idk. I mean he's small and has a rectangular head, so he's super easy to put in a suitcase or something. And he probably also trembles a lot, like a weird chihuahua).

If you want to read what it's written in the picture i suggest you to read the second image, my cursive writing is barely understandable and my English is cursed so i tried to fix it a bit.

((((This is basically just vent art, I have some drawings of this, I don't know if I'll share everything (because I'm shy and a little embarrassed about it eheheheh) but I'll probably do a couple posts about it (or more if I feel like it).))))

Anyway, some initial lore if you are interested:

(My English is bad, so sorry about it in advice)

The concept is basically Val cutting off Vox's limbs (they were both very drunk, so the stumps are different lengths). He then cuts two clean lines over Vox's eye and mouth. And then he precisely cuts off Vox's antennas (he put in a lot of effort, so they're the same length).

All with an angelic blade, of course.

Initially it was just a foreplay accident because Val accidentally took the wrong tool from his closet (it also happens to the best of us).

And at first Val felt a guilty about it. But then discovered that he liked quite a lot having Vox crawling around like a little worm and that he liked a lot taking care of him and fucking him. So Val continued to make him even more helpless and began to take care of him even more.

And Vox (after his initial completely justified anger) was absolutely flattered. He had always dreamed of doing something like this to Alastor and knowing that Val cared enough about him to actually do it was truly a mind-blowing experience for Vox. And it made him realize that Val really really cared about him a lot.

Everything was fine, dandy even.

Except that Vox started to get bored (he had nothing to do during the day, not being able to work or connect to the network anymore) and one day he woke up to find Kitty dusting him as if he were a knick-knack, so he started to feel that something was kinda off.

So he did what any other mentally stable person would do in his position. He decided that he would go back in time to ask Valentino to marry him before the "limb incident", so everything would obviously be fixed. Marriages solve everything, everyone knows that (and coincidentally it was also exactly the plot he had written for episode 56 of season 17 of the popular soap opera "I fucked your sister, so what? IN SPACE!")

But he couldn't just break up with his current Valentino because he felt guilty about leaving him, so he just ran away and went MIA (much better, right?)

He was a smart guy after all. Time travel? No problem for the great Vox at all (he ended up living in a dumpster)

Did Vox lose his mind? Not exactly, but probably when Val cut his screen he used a little too much pressure and prooooobably accidentally cut something he shouldn't have

Velvette was a little worried about them at first, but she saw that both Vox and Val were quite happy, so she was like "meh, whatever"

She also found Vox without limbs adorable, and designed hundreds of clothes for him (plus Vox was shorter than her and he couldn't even complain, so 10/10)

The plot probably doesn't make a lot of sense but neither do my mind so it's alright

[rekino2114]

Presenting your profile to the ace attorney girls

A/n:I got inspired by a post I saw and decided to make it with the girls mainly cause i LOVE writing stuff that fits with the gameplay of a game if that makes sense, please tell me you understood that

Let's pretend that you can show profiles in every game

Ngl putting the tags on this might have taken more time than writing the fic itself (I literally exceeded tumblr's tag limit)

Maya fey

Maya:Oh hey, it's y/n. Do you know what they're doing now? I'd like to go on a date with them

Phoenix:....we're in the middle of solving a case.

Maya:so? There's no wrong time to go on a date with your partner

Mia fey

Mia:y/n? What about them?

Phoenix:they're your partner aren't they?

Mia:Yes, that is true....although I'd like it if you could keep that private. I am your superior, after all

Phoenix:s-sorry boss

Lana skye

Lana:.......

Phoenix:........

Lana:what is it?

Phoenix:nothing I just thought you'd have a stronger reaction to seeing a picture of your s/o

Lana:I don't like to mix my work and personal life, ask Ema if you're really interested

Phoenix:(how does she have an s/o at all with that attitude?)

Ema skye

Ema:That reminds me, if you see y/n, please don't tell them I was eating snackoos

Apollo:hm? Why?

Ema:they.....might have put me on a snack ban cause I spilled fingerprint dust on their clothes

Apollo:......why were you carrying fingerprint dust in your home in the first place?

Ema:......y-you don't need to know that

Franziska von karma

Phoenix:prosecutor von karma might I- ow what was the whipping for?

Von karma:that was for carrying a picture of y/n without their permission

Phoenix:I keep photos of everyone involved with- ow! Again?

Von karma:that was for presenting it to me

Phoenix:why are you mad at me for tha- WHAT ABOUT NOW?

Von karma:nothing, I just felt like it

Phoenix:........

Adrian andrews

Andrews:Oh,that reminded me. I should probably call y/n and see how they're doing

Phoenix: You must really love them

Andrews:Of course, after celeste's death, they were the only good person I had in my life. They really are so so important to me

Iris Hawthorne

Iris:......y-y/n

Phoenix:they're your partner right?

Iris:yes....they-they're the only person involved with me that didn't get their life ruined by dahlia, I couldn't be happier about that

Trucy wright

Trucy:Please don't tell y/n about this, but I'm preparing a super cool magic show made just for them

Apollo:oh that sounds great.....I'm not participating in it am I?

Trucy:Of course polly, who else is gonna be my assistant?

Apollo:(and when did I agree?)

Vera misham

Vera:.....y/n!....

[She draws a heart on her notebook with a smile on her face]

Apollo:I think that's the most emotion I've seen out of her

Trucy: Yeah she probably loves her s/o a lot

Athena cykes

Widget:y/nnnnnn, I love them soooo much

Athena:*blushes* w-widget!....s-sorry boss

Phoenix:it's alright, I know how widget is, that just means you really love your s/o and that's great

Athena:Yeah you're right, I do really love them a lot

Juniper woods

Woods:*blushes* t-thena, don't go around showing me y/n's photo randomly

Athena:Sorry, Junie, but there's nothing wrong with that, right? After all, they are your partner that you love sooo much

Woods:*blushes* If you continue like this, you're gonna make me die of embarrassment

Kay faraday

Kay:there they are! The person who stole my heart

Edgeworth:........

Kay:Get it, Mr Edgeworth? Cause I'm a thief

Edgeworth:yes I got it, I didn't laugh because it wasn't funny

Kay:come on!

Justine courtney

Edgeworth:judge Courtney, this is your romantic partner correct?

Courtney:Yes, they are, y/n is my fiance actually,John is very happy to have another parent figure other than me

Kay:Wow, it must be nice of him to have both of his parents

Courtney:.........shall I remind you that technically he has none of them

Kay:......o-oh yeah I forgot, sorry......eheh

Edgeworth:were you jealous of him?

Kay:........a-aren't you too?

Susato mikotoba

Susato:Is y/n in need of something?

Ryunosuke:oh no I just wanted to speak to you about them

Susato:oh alright then

Ryunosuke:you were really ready to go to them?

Susato:Of course, I'd do anything for them, I want to be the best girlfriend they could ever have, just like I want to be the best judicial assistant you could ever have

Gina lestrade

Ryunosuke:Hey Gina I wanted to-.....w-wait where's the picture?

Gina:you looking for this oddo?

Ryunosuke:....I thought you stopped with the pickpocketing

Gina:Sorry, but I'm gonna keep it, it's of my s/o, and we don't all have fancy cameras like Mr sholmes

Ryunosuke:Scotland yard doesn't?

Gina:Nah,we do, but the boss won't let us use it for "personal purposes." trust me I tried

Esmeralda tusspells

Tusspells:Oh, you have a picture of y/n perfect! Do you mind selling it to me?

Ryunosuke:Hm, why?

Tusspells:I want to make a wax statue of them to celebrate our anniversary but can't use them as a model since I want it to be a surprise, so a picture would be perfect

Ryunosuke:sorry but I need this for the case

Tusspells:Should I remind you what position your detective friend is in? I'm sure you need all the money you can get

Ryunosuke:.......that's fair

Maria gorey

Gorey:That's y/n.....why do you have a picture of them?

Ryunosuke:o-oh you know for case-

Gorey:You know it's been a while since I gave them a gift. Maybe they'd appreciate a real heart to show them my love

Ryunosuke:ok ok I'll throw the picture away (every time I'm near her i feel like she wants to kill me)

Espella cantabella

Espella:ah y/n, they're so sweet

Layton:they must be very important to you am I right?

Espella:yes they treat with so much love and kindness, they truly are the light of my life

Layton:ah young love is so beautiful

Darklaw/eve belduke

Darklaw:no

Phoenix:w-what?

Darklaw:if you want to ask me about y/n then don't. Do you want to end up on trial for disrespecting the high inquisitor?

Phoenix:o-ok (with how scary she is y/n must feel very protected)

[howlsofbloodhounds]

So glad someone else sees the weirdness of people being gross about fem body nightmare it always comes off as somewhat fetishy too bc they reduce him to just being hot

Yes! Absolutely. Seeing the weirdness not only in how nightmare is treated, but also how killer is treated! If he supposedly respects his boss, then why the hell is he drooling over him and treating him vastly different just because nightmare has tits now?

I also see this a lot with female killer or feminine killer—female killer always has huge breasts and small waist and it hardly seems like killer. Even when it’s just normal killer wanting to dress or express himself more feminine, it makes me uncomfortable when it’s done in an overly sexual manner for no reasons?

And of course nightmare and killer are adults, so there’s absolutely nothing wrong with being attracted to them or writing/drawing them in adult situations with eachother or others, it’s just that it feels very fetishized and hyper sexualized to have characters drooling over nightmare when hes just existing and also has breasts.

Even with killer as he is now, vastly hypersexualized as a character for not even any real reason either. He only flirted like once or twice in his canon drawings, clearly as a joke even and mostly because people asked rahafwabas to draw those things with killer, and yet it somehow became his entire character. Not to mention how people took “flirty” and “romantic” and immediately went “lustful creepy pervert.”

To the point where people just cant seem to let these aspects of killer’s character be just that; aspects, something interesting and fun, but not his whole entire character.

Don’t yall find it interesting to explore how a character who views themselves as emotionless and is dissociated from themselves and their actions most of the time navigates things like physical intimacy?

Especially when this character has very likely not felt any kind or comforting touch that wasn’t just a way to keep him further manipulated and controlled? How his experiences with abuse and torture and control have become so normalized it taints every aspect of his life, from the ideas of consent to the idea of boundaries.

Can he even feel much sensation that is too gentle, would it send him reeling in discomfort and disgust at first. would he hate how his body reacts even if it’s something that feels good—wouldn’t he feel viscerally unsettled if someone could provoke bodily reactions like flushing cheeks or a beating “soul beat” or even genuine arousal from him.

wouldn’t he think with contempt if his body reacts positively or negatively to receiving comfort. wouldnt he try to find a way to maintain control and detachment because too much stimulation or stress or feeling threatened or trapped or controlled or afraid for his safety and life could trigger higher stages and he lashes out and literally could kill his partner(s) because his mind mistakes the situation for something else. wouldn’t he need a level of either trust or control to willingly engage in something that feels deeply threatening.

Anyway i got off topic, but you’re absolutely correct. I love female or feminine Sanses, especially with the apple twins, and i don’t think there should be any need to hyper sexualize and fetishize the female body. (especially if these feminine/fem presenting or female bodies also happen to be trans/queer bodies; such as with transfem dream.)

like just let nightmare exists as nightmare, regardless of if he happens to have breasts or not—and don’t have his subordinates drooling all over him and behaving super strange just cause nightmares got boobs now.

(and I also don’t wanna see any situation where nightmare who usually doesn’t have boobs has boobs one day and the gang make a big deal about it, since nightmare is a shapeshifter and all. he could realistically just decide he wants boobs one day and the gang could just go “interesting. Anyway..” and hardly even that.

unless it’s to like, ask for today’s pronouns or something, i don’t see no need to comment on the breasts unless in the context of, nightmare is engaging in intimacy with their partner(s) or something. a context where it would make sense. Anyway just be normal about female/fem killer and nightmare please.)

[morgana-larkin]

Ok, so this took waaaay longer than I thought it would. I got super busy recently as life got in the way and it was Victoria Day weekend. So here’s the second soulmate fic, so basically it’s a combination of two things again, as soon as you meet your soulmate you start to feel their pain and when you touch them for the first time, it leaves your hand print on their body. Also it’s shark week for me so enjoy the smut. 😉 Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

On another note: I have my first Marilyn Thornhill x reader fic out! So go check it out! Link is on my masterlist too! Also if I am not present on here for a couple days this weekend then do not worry! I’ll still try and get fics out as quickly as possible!

Mia Anima Gemella (My Soulmate)

Warnings: smut, lots of fluff, small body issues moment

Words: 6.2k

You walked into Abbott Elementary as the front desk person for the office. You of course heard things about Abbott, but that just made it more interesting to you.

You walk into the office and introduce yourself to the people already there. You get settled in at your desk when someone comes storming in, a beautiful redhead and she goes to Ava’s office. You can’t hear what’s being talked about in there as the door is closed but you can see it’s not pleasant.

The redhead comes back out a lot less angry and sees you. “Hey kid, are you new? Never seen you before.” She asks and you nod as she walks over to your desk.

“Ya it’s my first day.” You tell her with a smile.

“Well you’re in for it here. I’m sure you’ve heard of some things about Abbott.”

“I have, and honestly it interested me. Seems like there’s never a dull moment here.” You tell her and she tilts her head at you.

“No one has ever come in saying that before.” She tells you.

“Well I guess I made my mark here already. I’m the first one to say that.” You tell her and she snorts.

“You are different, I’ll give you that.” She says, she goes to leave but you call out to her.

“I never caught your name.” You say and she looks at you and smiles.

“I never gave it.” She tells you and you quirk an eyebrow at her. “If you last more than a day then I’ll give it to you tomorrow.” She says and leaves. That woman intrigues you and you hope to get to know her more.

At some point you were sorting through papers and get a paper cut and you hiss as you pull your hand away. You grab a bandaid and head to the bathroom to go clean it before putting a bandaid on it.

At the same time in her classroom, Melissa was handing out marked tests and felt a paper cut and she stops and looks at her hand. There was no paper cut or a single mark, was that her soulmate? Has she met her soulmate? She met a lot of people lately. There was that new desk person, people at the grocery store yesterday, a couple new teachers that she never interacted with before.

In the bathroom, you clean your cut and then put a bandaid on it. You go to exit when the door swings open and hits you in the forehead. You immediately tell the kid and teacher you’re fine and then go back to your desk.

Melissa was sitting at her desk while the kids were drawing and feels the pain at her forehead and goes to feel it to find nothing there, again. When the realisation hits her, she smiles. She has a soulmate, and even if they’re a klutz or having a bad day, they’re still out there.

At lunch, Melissa was telling Barb about it in the staff room and Barb smiles at Melissa. Barb always wants Melissa to be happy, and seeing her smile when talking about her soulmate pain, made her smile too. Then suddenly you come in with Janine.

“And this is the staff room. You can put your lunch in the fridge or get a coffee, or simply just sit here and relax.” Janine is rambling to you and you smile at her.

“Thank you Janine.” You tell her and she turns to everyone and sees they’re all looking at you. “Everyone this is y/n y/l/n, she’s a new person working the front desk. I accidentally hit her head with the bathroom door while bringing a student earlier .” She explains and Melissa freezes. Where in the head did you get hit?

You see Melissa and smile at her as you walk to her table. “Well if it isn’t Mrs. No name.” You tell her and she looks up and smirks.

“It’s Ms. No name actually. And don’t anyone mention my name.” She says the last part to everyone.

“You’re no fun.” You say with a pout as you have your hands on an empty chair across from Barb. “Also miss… so you’re not married then.” You tell her and she snorts.

“I was, it didn’t suit me.” She says and goes back to eating.

“Hmm, well I’ll see you tomorrow then, hopefully with your name at that point.” You tell her.

“Maybe, we’ll see, y/n.” She tells you.

“It’s not fair that you know my name and I don’t know yours.” You tell her.

“Bye y/n.” She says and you leave with a huff. Everyone in the break room looks at Melissa weirdly. “What?” She asks as she sees everyone staring at her.

“Were you flirting with her?” Jacob asks and Melissa rolls her eyes at that.

“No, just being friendly.” She says.

“But that’s flirting for you. She’s new and you’re being friendly, that’s you flirting.” Janine says and Melissa huffs.

“I wasn’t flirting with her, she’s just interesting is all. I talked with her after I yelled at Ava this morning.” She says and everyone stops questioning her, even though they still think Melissa was flirting with you.

At the end of the day, you pack all your things up and you head out with a smile, having completed your first day. You had an interesting first day and can’t wait to come back, especially since you might find out that redhead’s name. Speaking of the redhead, you run into her on the way out and you walk out with her.

“Well hello again Ms. No name.” You say and she smiles.

“You got it right this time.” Is all she says. “How was your first day?” She asks.

“It was interesting. Started this new job, met this teacher who wouldn’t tell me her name, got a paper cut and a door to the forehead.” You tell her and her eyes widen. You got a paper cut and hit in the forehead, where she felt pain. She looks down at your right hand and she sees the bandaid on your index finger, where did she feel it again? Was it her index finger on her right hand? She completely forgot. She was too shocked that she forgot to remember where it was.

“Is your forehead ok?” She settles on asking you.

“Ya, I mean I think I’ll survive, hopefully.” You tell her playfully and she snorts.

“You’re a dork.” She says and you put a hand over your heart and you’re smiling.

“Thank you! I feel like no one gets me.” You tell her and she chuckles.

“Well I’ll see you tomorrow.” She tells you and you wave goodbye to her and nod.

The next morning, you walk in and take a seat at your desk. You start eating your breakfast bagel and start reading a paper of something when the redhead comes in and goes to your desk.

“Morning y/n.” She tells you and you look up at her.

“Morning miss.” You tell her and take another bite of your bagel. “So I finally get to know your name?” You ask her and she grins.

“If you can guess it. I’ll only say that it starts with an M.” she says and you huff, going through all the M names in your mind.

“Marguerite?” You say first and she shakes her head. “Molly? Martha? Myrtle?” She shakes her head at every single one and the last one she makes a weird face.

“Did you just make a Harry Potter reference?” She asks.

“Possibly.” You say with a smile and she smiles back at you and shakes her head. “You haven’t even guessed the right vowel for the second letter.

“Right, vowels. Which ones have I not named. “Mildred?” You guess and she laughs.

“Do I look like a Mildred?” She asks, almost offended and you shrug.

“I mean you could. To be honest you look like a Lily.” You say.

“I look like my name is Lily?” She asks with a weird face.

“More to do with the beautiful flower. and she shakes her head. Alright other M names, lets see. “Mabel? Margo? Mary? Marlene? Madeleine?” You guess and she giggles.

“That’s all names with an A after and already told you that it isn’t the right vowel. You still haven’t.”

“You’re having fun with this aren’t you?” You ask her and she smiles.

“Yep. More than I thought.” She admits and you huff.

“Melody?” You ask and she giggles.

“That’s the right vowel but wrong name. Although I’m flattered that you thought of the name for music.” She says and you blush. The bell rings, signalling she has to go to her classroom and she says goodbye and leaves.

When you have time, you write in your phone some names that start with M E. When it’s lunch, you look for her and see her dropping her kids off at the cafeteria and you walk up to her when she starts to go to the staff room.

“Melina?” You say and she turns around to face you.

“Wrong again kid.” She tells you and you go through your list, all the way to the staff room.

“Meredith? Megan?” You say as you entered the staff room.

“Omg you got it!” She says and you’re stunned.

“Wait, really?” You said and she smirks.

“No.” She says and you groan.

“I don’t know how many more M E names there are.” You say.

“Well there’s mine, that you still haven’t guessed.” She teases you. “Think more Italian names.” She tells you and you tilt your head.

“Melissa?” You guess and she gives you a big smile.

“Melissa Schemmenti.” She tells you. “That was fun, watching you struggle.”

“Wait? Your name is Melissa?” You ask her and she nods. “Huh, that’s actually a pretty name. It suits you.” You say and turn around to leave. “ see you around Melissa.” You say without looking at her and leave.

Melissa just got her lunch from the fridge when you said her name was pretty and she has a blush on her face.

“Melissa, you’re blushing.” Barb tells her with a smile.

“No I’m not.” She says as she sits down.

“Yes you are.”

“Well no one has ever said my name is pretty before.” She admits and Barb shakes her head.

“You sure that’s the only reason you’re blushing?” Barb asks as she quirks her eyebrows.

“What other reason would there be?”

“‘Maybe a small crush…?” Barb says gently, to not scare her off.

“Well that’s definitely not it.” She says and Barb shakes her head.

“She could be your soulmate.” Barb said casually and Melissa froze.

On Friday you come in very tired, Melissa notices straight away.

“Hey y/n!” She says and you look up with your head leaning on your right hand and heavy eyelids.

“Hey Melissa.” You tell her without your usual excitement when seeing her.

“What’s got you so gloomy?” She asks.

“Tired. Barely got any sleep. Neighbours next door were having a very active sex life last night, very loudly.” You tell her and she snorts.

“That’s always fun to hear.” She says sarcastically and then leans down and whispers so only you can hear. “Did you masturbate to it?” She asks and you huff.

“No. I wanted to throw something at them, not get off from them.” You tell her with an eye roll.

“Alright, no judgement if you did though. Btw would you be able to make it through today?” She asks and you hum.

“I hope so. I need the money and still need to make it home.” You tell her. You did not make it through the day.

Ava went to Melissa at the end of the day. She waited when Melissa was saying goodbye to one of her students then went up to her.

“Melissa.” Ava called to her.

“What do you want Ava?” Melissa said, unimpressed.

“Your girl fell asleep and we’re all too afraid to wake her.” Ava went straight to the point and Melissa quirked an eyebrow at her.

“Why are you afraid to wake her up?”

“Because she’s your girl, and we don’t wanna mess with you.” Ava said then walked away before Melissa could respond.

“But she’s not my girl.” Melissa muttered. She went to the office and sure enough you were sleeping on your desk. Melissa walked over and she put a hand out to gently shake you awake and then she stopped. If Barb was right and you were her soulmate then touching you and you seeing it would confirm it.

Of course she knew that you stubbed your toe yesterday in the staff room and she felt it and she shot her head up due to the pain. Thankfully nobody noticed and it just looked like she was reacting to you being hurt.

She wanted to touch you to see, she knew once you found it then you most likely tell her about it. At the same time she didn’t want to know, if it’s true and it’s you and you were her soulmate then that means she would have to open up to you and she’s not sure if she’s ready for that or if you’ll want someone around 25 years older than you.

Melissa bent down and tapped your desk near your face, she’s gonna wake you up with noise instead. “Hey hon wake up.” She says in her normal volume and the vibration on the desk and her voice was enough to wake you up and you blinked your eyes open.

“Huh? Wha-what’s going on?” You asked and yawned.

“You fell asleep hon. It’s the end of the day, let’s get you home.” She says and you yawn again and nod. You gather your stuff up and stand up slowly.

You begin to walk beside her to your cars but since the tiredness is still with you, you stumble a bit and she catches you to stabilise you. She caught you with one hand on your waist and the other on your left arm that’s closest to her. It wasn’t until she caught you that she realised what she did, you have a sweater on so she couldn’t tell but you will when you’re home. And it was that thought that something occurred to her, you were in no condition to drive home, you can barely walk.

You walked out the stairs and you were going to your car when she stopped you with a hand on your shoulder. “Hon, let me drive you home. Tomorrow I can drive you here to come pick your car up but you shouldn’t drive when you’re this tired.” She offers and you stare at her.

“Oh it alright, I can call an Uber or something, I don’t want to inconvenience you.” You tell her and she tilts her head at you.

“You wouldn’t inconvenience me, come get in my car.” She instructs you and you nod lazily and walk to her car with her. She opens the door for you and you get in and she closes it when you’re in all the way. She then walks around to the driver's seat and gets in. She puts her purse in the back and buckles herself in. “What’s your address?” She asks you.

You give her your address then she starts the car and leaves the lot. She’s driving to your place when you finally speak. “Thank you. You didn’t have to do this though, or even wake me up. I’m honestly surprised no one else did.” You tell her. Melissa is wondering if she should tell you that they were scared to.

“Ya, maybe they were just trying to get out of there as fast as they could.” Melissa settles on and you chuckle.

“I like your car.” You tell her. “Much better than the beat up sedan that me and half the staff have.” You tell her with a laugh and she smiles at you.

“Thank hon.” She says. You then bring up the subject she thought you would never bring up, or rather hoped that you never bring up.

“So do you have a soulmate?” You ask casually, your head leaning back on the seat as you’re too tired to keep it up yourself.

“I think so, I mean I keep feeling a few phantom pain but nothing else.” She says and you look at her.

“You mean you already aren’t with your soulmate?” You tell her and she shakes her head.

“What about you?” She asks, trying to see where you’re at with it.

“I don’t think I have one, or if I do then I haven’t met them yet. I haven’t felt any phantom pain.” You say and that’s when it hits her, she’s never accidentally gotten hurt since you’ve met. “Probably for the best though. I can be a bit of a klutz at the best of times.” You joke but the happiness with your smile doesn’t reach your eyes. The truth is that you do want a soulmate, and you would love the chance to meet them and be able to spend time with them, building a connection and date.

Melissa wants to test it out to see if you’ll feel any pain that she has, she’ll just have to do one that’s subtle and won’t make it look like she did it on purpose. “I’m sure one day you’ll meet em, anyone would be lucky to be your soulmate.” She tells you and you smile at her.

“Thanks Melissa, and it’ll be a woman, I’m gay.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“Well any woman would be lucky to be your soulmate then.” She says and you smile.

You were hoping to see if she would say if she’s into women or not. You were attracted to Melissa, but you’ve already met her and haven’t felt any phantom pain, so this was gonna be another hopeless crush. She arrives at your house and she makes sure you’re inside safely before she leaves back to her place.

On Saturday she totally forgot that she should text you to offer a ride to get your car but she was too busy thinking on how to test out to see if you’ll feel any phantom pain of hers. It’ll have to be when you’re not in the same room so you don’t notice it and put it together as well.

You ended up not wanting to bother Melissa and just took an Uber to get your car on Friday after a small nap and then drove back home. You were undressing at the end of the day to get ready for bed when you notice a shiny light on your body. There’s one on your waist and one on your arm. You look at it more closely and realise it’s a hand mark, a soulmate mark, and you freeze. The only one that’s touched you today like that is Melissa when she caught you.

You think of all the times you described the little accidents and you try to remember how she reacted to it. You also try to remember the way she reacted when you stubbed your toe yesterday in the staff room. It looked like she reacted the same way as everyone else when it happened, but now you think of it, she reacted right before anyone else did. Then you think of when Janine mentioned your head injury and it looked like she was scared for a second but you didn’t say anything cause you could have been wrong. You put it all together and you come to the conclusion, she knows but hasn’t said anything, for what reason? You don’t know. You’re going to find out though.

On Saturday you spend most of the day going over how you’ll bring it up, then you realise that you’ve never touched her and that’s probably the quickest and simplest way to bring it up. Just touch her arms and see for yourself. You go to your car to go to her place then realise you have no idea where she lives. You text her to ask her if she could come over to drive you to get your car and she agrees right away and says she’s on her way. When she gets there, you’re leaning against your car and waiting for her. She gets out and walks over to you.

“Why do you ask me to get your car if you already have it?” She asks.

“Because I needed to see you and I have no idea where you live.” You tell her and she’s looking at you confused.

“You could have asked.”

“You strike me as the type of person to not give your address out to a lot of people. So I didn't want to ask and get rejected.” You tell her and she smiles. Before she can say anything else to you, you reach out with both your hands and wrap them around her arms. She immediately backs away and looks at you a bit scared.

“What are you doing?” She asks sternly.

“Testing out a theory.” You say and walk the two steps to her and pinch her arm.

“Ow.” She says and then puts it together what you’re doing and testing when she sees your eyes widen.

“I felt that.” You say and the alarm bells go off in her head. “Take off your jacket.” You tell her.

“Hon I-”

“Take. Off. Your jacket.” You tell her sternly and she realises that you’ve figured it out and you just want the confirmation. She takes it off but you don’t see hand marks around her arms and your face drops. “What? How is it that I felt the pinch but you don’t have hand marks where I touched you?” You asked.

“Let’s go inside.” She tells you and you nod. You both go inside and you look at her and cross your arms.

“I thought it’s supposed to be that their first touch is forever imprinted on your body and you’re able to feel their pain once you meet.” You tell her and she looks down.

“Ya that’s true.” She says.

“Well I touched you and it didn’t leave a mark but I felt the phantom pain of the pinch. Also where you touched me, there’s hand marks.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“That wasn’t the first time you touched me.” She tells you and then she lifts her shirt up. You see a hand print on her stomach and then she turns around and you see one on her lower back.

“What?” Is all you say.

“Yesterday when you stumbled, I didn’t just catch you. You touched me to stop yourself from falling.” She tells you.

“How long have you known?” You ask her quietly. “How long have you known that I was your soulmate?” You ask her again a bit more loudly.

“Hon, listen I-”

“How? Long?” You tell her sternly.

“I had suspicions ever since Janine mentioned your head injury. But when you stubbed your toe and I felt it right away, that confirmed it” She admits.

“Why didn’t you say anything then?” You tell her with watery eyes. “Were you just gonna string me along or never tell me?” You ask her, feeling hurt.

“No, I would never do that. Do you think I’m the kind of person who would do that to someone?” She asks you seriously.

“I’ve known you for a week,I don’t know you very well. I know you come to see me everyday, multiple times throughout the day but still.” You say. “And I’m not just anybody Melissa!” You start to raise your voice at her. “I’m your fucking soulmate and you didn’t tell me!” You yell at her with a stomp of your foot when you say didn’t.

“Because I’ve been married already.” She admits and you’re taken back by her words.

“What?”

“I’ve been married already to a guy named Joe. We got married young, we were in love and dumb and decided that even if we weren’t soulmates then we’ll still be together anyway because we loved each other. Then he met his soulmate and we got divorced.” She tells you. “Besides, I’m not like you, I’m not young with my whole life ahead of me. I’ve lived most of my life already, and my body is not what it used to be.” She adds with a sniffle.

“Melissa, do you think it matters to me what your age is? If I’m honest, I’m more attracted to women who are older than me, like more than 15 years older than me. I’ve seen your belly already and I already like what I see.” You tell her as you walk up to her and wipe a tear that fell down her face. “I know we just met but I have to ask, have you ever been with a woman before?” You ask and she smiles.

“Been with in what context? Cause the numbers are different depending on which one you mean.” She tells you.

“What are the numbers for each context?” You ask her.

“Well I’ve never been in a relationship with one but I’ve kissed I think around 6 and I have slept with…” she says and tilts her head and thinks about it. “3” She says and you smile.

“Oh Melissa, you womaniser.” You tease her and she giggles.

“What bout you?” She asks.

“Well I haven’t been in a relationship yet. And I’ve kissed 3 and slept with 2.” You tell her and she smiles. She then walks towards you, slowly wraps her arms around your waist, in case you want to stop her, and she smiles warmly at you. You wrap your arms around her neck in return and smile back at her. She then brings a hand up to your cheek and cups it and looks at your eyes.

“Have I ever told you how pretty your eyes are?” She asks you and you look at hers.

“No, have I told you how pretty yours are?” You reply with and she blushes.

“No you haven’t, and your eyes are very pretty, all of you is. You caught my attention as soon as I saw you. I didn’t know you were my soulmate but you caught my attention cause you’re beautiful.” She tells you and you blush now and wet your lips a bit.

“You think I’m beautiful? Have you seen yourself? You literally define beautiful. And your eyes, I feel like I could get lost in them and I wouldn’t mind it one bit.” You tell her and she’s stunned.

“Wow, no one has ever said anything like that to me.” She tells you. At that moment she can’t resist any longer and kisses you. You kiss her back and you both feel like it’s right, not just because you were told you were soulmates, but you feel like you’re where you’re supposed to be.

You take the time to explore each other, she asks for access to slip her tongue in and you let her. While she’s taking the time to explore you with her tongue, her hands are starting to explore your body as they’re starting to slip under your shirt. Once they’re under your shirt, she moves them to your back and brings you closer against her.

You let your hands wander down her body and you slip them under her shirt. You feel her soft belly skin and you moan. You feel her smile into the skin and then she pulls away and you whine.

“Hon, that was the best kiss I’ve ever had and I’m starting to want more, that’s why I pulled away. And trust me, I didn’t want to pull away either.” She tells you, almost like she’s breathless.

“What if I do this?” You ask and pull your shirt off. She pulls back to look at you as you’re right against her body. You see her eyes turn black and full of lust and she licks her lips.

“You're beautiful but we don’t have too, I don’t want to force you.” She tells you and you lean into her with a smile.

“Aren’t you gonna unclip my bra?” You ask her.

“Are you sure about this hon?” She asks and you nod.

“I’m sure.” You tell her and she immediately unclips your bra and takes it off.

“Wow, your body is stunning.” She says and kisses your neck and you moan out. She pulls back and looks at you with lust filled eyes. “Hon, unless you guide me to your bedroom right now, then I’ll take you right here.” She whispers in your ear. You snatch her hand and run to your bedroom, Melissa giggling at your eagerness.

Although she was just as eager as you are. As soon as you closed your door, she pushed you against it and kissed you, then spun you around, lifted you up and carried you to the bed.

She climbed on top of you and went straight for a nipple. You moaned out and bucked your hips into her. She smiled around your nipple and switched to the other one and put her knee between your legs. You bucked your hips again, without knowing her

thigh was there and grinded her thigh and gasped out. You began to grind down on her thigh while she kept changing to kissing and sucking your neck to your nipples and vice versa.

She pulled away when you were close and you whined. “Relax hon, I just don’t want to waste you on my thigh.” She said as she removed your pants and underwear. She then looked at you and cleaned in close to your ear. “In fact, when you come, I want to have my fingers in you and my mouth on your clit.” She tells you and you whine. She’s going to kill you, you just know it. She then takes her top off and you waste no time in unclipping her bra and ripping it off her.

You could not believe your eyes when you see her chest without any clothes blocking your view. You then immediately go for her nipples and she puts her hands in your hair and keeps your mouth on her nipple. She keeps your mouth to her nipples for a couple minutes and you have no plans to leave. She sticks 2 fingers in you while you’re distracted with her chest and you gasp.

She pulls you off her chest and she leaves a trail of kisses down your chest while she begins pumping her fingers in and out of you. She makes it to your pussy and starts sucking on your clit. You moan out and Melissa smirks when you start humping her mouth. She pins you down with her other hand that is not currently in you, and she starts pumping in and out faster and sucking on your clit harder. You gasp out and you put your hands in her hair as you’re close to coming. You then come seconds later around her fingers and licks it all up. She gently pulls out of you then you grab her wrist and pull her to you. You guide the 2 fingers that were in you, in your mouth and you lick her fingers while locking eyes with her the whole time. You wrap a leg around her waist and bring her closer to you and pull her fingers out of your mouth.

“I believe you still have yet to get off.” You whisper in her ear and she shivers at the feel of your breath touching her. You switch the both of you so now you’re on top and in control. You then slowly take her pants off while leaving a trail of kisses down her legs, followed by her underwear.

“You’re such a tease, and very slow.” She tells you and you smile.

“Well I want to savour you like the queen you are.” You tell her.

“Well if I’m a queen to you, then your majesty commands you to go faster.” She retorts.

“You may be queen but when I’m on top, I’m in charge.”

Melissa tries to switch your positions but you were ready for that and you stop her. She pouts at you and you kiss her. She puts her hands in your hair and moans out. You go down to her neck and start sucking on it and she moans out again.

“You do have a beautiful body Melissa. Don’t ever forget that.” You tell her sternly while looking into her eyes. “In fact if you ever forget, then I’ll just have to remind you.” You say while playing with her nipples and she whines. You then put your mouth around her nipples again and spent a good minute on both of them. You then insert 2 fingers in her and she cries out at the awaited pleasure. You put your thumb on her clit and start rubbing circles and you then kiss her as she has the most kissable lips you’ve ever seen.

She still has her hands in your hair and when you put more pressure on her clit, she yanks your hair and you gasp in her mouth. Her legs start shaking and you can tell she’s close and that gives you an idea. You pull your lips away from her and you look into her eyes.

“Oh y/n I’m so close!” She says.

“I know, but you can’t come yet.” You tell her and she looks at you stunned then whines as she puts her head back on the pillow. “At least not until you admit you have a beautiful body.” You tell her and she whines again. “Whining, while yours is pretty, won’t get me to let you come. So admit you have a beautiful body and you can come.” You tell her and you can tell she’s trying to hold back her orgasm.

“But I don’t…fuck sake… y/n I’m 50 years old.” She tells you and she’s breathing heavily.

“Oh but you do, and I want you to admit it.” You tell her and you curl your fingers, which causes her to scream out. You know she can’t hold it in too much longer as she’s doing everything she can to hold back. She takes one more look at you and you arch an eyebrow at her and she huffs.

“Ok! Ok! I admit it! I have a beautiful body!” She practically yells and you smile.

“Go on, you can come.” You tell her and she immediately comes as she couldn’t hold back any longer. You pull out of her and she brings you close to her and wraps her arms around you while her heartbeat slows down. You put your fingers in your mouth and you moan at the taste of her. She flips your body on her so your back is pressed up against her breasts and she puts her legs between yours and separates your legs. She puts her hands on your breasts and squeezes and massages them. She then sticks a finger in you and puts her other hand on your clit. You gasp out and buck your hips. She then moves her legs and wraps them around yours from the top so she also is able to hold your hips down. She adds two more fingers in you and it feels so good as you feel as she’s filling you up good right now.

It doesn’t take long until you come and you roll off of her and cuddle up next to her when she pulls her fingers out of you.

She wrapped her arms around you and whispered “Mia Anima Gemella.” You looked up at her curiously.

“What does that mean?” You asked her softly.

“It’s loosely translated but it means ‘my soulmate’ in Italian.” She tells you with a smile. “I never thought I would get to say it.” She says softly and you look at her.

“Well I think it was a mistake to say it.” You tell her and she looks at you with a frown and she sees your smirk and she smiles.

“Oh ya? And why’s that?” She asks, playing along with whatever you’re doing.

“Because…” you say and and shift so you're laying on your stomach and propped up with your elbows. “When you speak Italian, you sound so sexy, and now I’ll want to hear you speak Italian a lot more.” You say to her with a pout and she giggles.

“I would love to speak Italian more, especially if it’s to my Anima Gemella.” She tells you and you look down and grin. You look over to her stomach and see your handprint there, where you touched her the first time and you place your hand over top of it. “Whatcha doing?” She asks you.

“If there weren’t such things as soulmates, do you think we would have still found each other?” You ask her.

“Hard to say. I don’t know what the world would be like without them. But I believe if it’s meant to be, then we would still find each other.” She tells you and you smile. You then cuddle up next to her again and you both fall asleep.

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[sunthyme]

🎆 New year, new headcanons!! 🎆

Hey, so I've been a bit dead for a hot sec, apologies for that. Hope y'all are having a good break! Now, for something that's been in the works since August (drum roll please)...

🎉 REDONE TWST HEADCANONS!! 🎉

First up, yet again...

♥️ Heartslabyul ♥️

WAHOO! Ignore that you can clearly see which I had to redo lol, that's going to be a bit of a theme as I looked back and wasn't super happy with some so I redid them until I got it right.

Since y'all know the characters this time, I'll be just adding new or changed things to my earlier posts. :D

Enjoy!

♥️ Riddle Rosehearts ♥️

So pretty much nothing changed from the original with Riddle, I just made her look better. Yippee!

Added thing for my University Headcanon/AU is major and I see Riddle being an English and Law major.

♣️ Trey Clover ♣️

Once again, nothing really changed except for the fact that I learned to draw him better. I gave him a labret piercing that I think would have been one of Cater's first piercings, which thankfully went well.

He'd obviously be a Culinary major.

♦️ Cater Diamond ♦️

Speaking of Cater, this one was a bitch to draw. I literally redid him three times, send help. (I'll reblog this with the extra between version for y'all to see)

A new headcanon for him is that he's the kind of character that has his eyes closed for the most part and only opens them when he's like super serious. I just felt it fit him. (I'll also attach that in the reblog)

He's very heavily gyaru inspired (shout out to @/Cayfourdiamonds on Pinterest, I loved his edits of Cater and they were my inspo) and I wanted him to curl his hair in the mornings, princess curl style. He has naturally straight hair and the freckles are indeed fake.

He's a Cosmetology and Communications major.

♠️ Oki Chiang ♠️

She's a Sociology major and her birthday is October 4th (Libra). She's apart of the Poetry Club (OC club).

Nothing much changed here either, though I tinkered with her skin tone to amp up the contrast and shifted to blue to a darker hydrangea-y colour.

(Edit: I forgot, I have UM for my ocs now!)

Unique Magic - "Who Are You?": Creates a mist as Oki recites the spell that induces confusion. The confusion will last up to two hours after the mist fades, depending on the strength of the person affected.

♣️ Luna Madden ♣️

Another one I had to redo twice because GOD, the in between was SO UGLY!! Ew. Anyways, way cuter now! I gave him swirly eyes for funsies and trimmed down the colours in his makeup so it's more cohesive.

They're an Art and Psychology major and their birthday is January 22nd (Aquarius). It's in the Science Club.

She uses mobility aids, alternating between a cane and braces depending on the day, due to Multiple Sclerosis (an autoimmune disease that impacts the spine).

Unique Magic - "It's Tea Time!": Conjures a pre-set tea table fitting Luna's desires. The bigger the table and the more items, the harder it is for Luna to make.

♥️ Ace Trappola ♥️

Oh boy, another redone one. I went a bit ham with his design, I really wanted to make him look like a heart. Found the braid idea on Pinterest, as one does, and ran with it. He's so cute, he looks like a heart lollipop. Also, I gave him braces because I love that idea so so much!

He's undecided in his major.

♠️ Deuce Spade ♠️

I adore how this one turned out, he's my son and my boy. Nothing really changes aside from style improvement and I gave him better bangs.

Also an undecided major. (Adeuce twinning frfr)

♥️ Bunnie Chrona ♥️

She's a Psychology major and her birthday is June 30th (Cancer). A part of the Track & Field Club.

Ooh, she's so cute, I love her sm! I gave her vitiligo and stripes in her hair to imitate those splotched black and white bunnies that are so adorable. I did make the interesting choice to give her blue eyes, not for any particular reason, they just contract the red undertones well.

Unique Magic - "Killing Time": Bunnie's speed will increase for an hour, making her go at an inhuman speed.

♦️ Ness Benoit ♦️

She's a Drama major and her birthday is May 25th (Gemini). They're in the Film Research Club.

Finally, Nessie! They also had an in between but they actually looks more like the OG than that one lmao. Gave her some little devil tail earrings and just made the hair confirmedly into a wig. Also gave them a lil fang :3

Unique Magic - "Devilish Charm": Allows Ness to appear differently or say different things to different people. It takes more energy the more people she is using it on.

Stay tuned for Savanaclaw, up next!

[lukolabrainrot]

It’s interesting that the fandom tends to look for signs in everything (me included! lol), and yet I saw many within it at that time appear to not discuss these possible signs and chill out, instead choosing to lose their sh!t over papgate and vilify L. I was new to the ship then so I didn’t understand the context for the other possible Fallon references beyond the obviously unhinged slip of “I could be the Ken for her” with his hands to his heart. And yet I still thought papgate was likely more complicated than some were making it out to be. Maybe I was just in the wrong spaces then, but it seemed like he became the target for all this men-are-trash rage, and in that vitriol, folks may have missed an actual reassuring message from Mom and Dad. The irony.

I agree!

This is going to be kind of a serious post, but I'm going to share a personal story related to this. When Papgate happened, I had a LOT of anger at L. However, after a few days, I eventually realized that a lot of that anger had absolutely nothing to do with L, and much more to do with my own unresolved traumas around men. I think a lot of the fandom identify a lot more with N, so when Papgate happened, a lot of people felt like L had "chose" A over N, and this triggered a lot of people who may have had someone do that to them in their own lives. Then they just projected that anger out on L, and made him the villain. And by doing this, I think some people were missing what L/N were actually saying about each other after Papgate. I also think that all this hate has resulted in L/N drawing back from SM for their own mental health (which is unfortunate since they have always seemed to enjoy communicating through SM).

Here's the thing, NOBODY is perfect, and I do think some things weren't handled super well in this whole situation (from ALL parties involved). However, I don't think that makes ANYONE a villian in this situation. I think the situation is complicated rn between all parties, but regardless of who L & N end up with, NOBODY involved in this situation deserves any type of hate. It's been hard to see some people in this fandom jump to such serious conclusions and speculation based off the limited information we have, and then present this speculation as fact. I still think there is a lot of potential that L/N might end up together at some point, but if they never do, that's TOTALLY fine! We have to just wait and see what happens, and respect their choices.

[inkdemonapologist]

are you excited for the big role sammy's going to play in Cage?? im apprehensive... i love him a feral amount and i was real disappointed with his 2 seconds of screentime in BatDR

also just saying ur sammy drawings give me life he looks wonderful in hats

brought to u by ⭐️ anon

Hehehe aw thank you!! :D

There’s a lot of things in Dark Revival I ended up disappointed about, but despite my love of Sammy Lawrence, Sammy barely appearing was not really one of them. At the time, I’d commented to friends that the complete lack of Sammy mentions in the hype leading up to BatDR meant he was either very important or had only a cameo appearance, and I was actually pretty delighted about the Cyclebreaker cameo – it’s a moment that takes him startlingly seriously, that wasn’t just him quoting one of his four catch phrases; it’s... a kind of moment we haven’t seen from Sammy before. The part where he gets shot was like, where my expectations were, so the cyclebreaker thing was a pleasant surprise.

But like, ever since The Cage was announced… we knew Sammy kind of had to be in it. Like, Henry says “how did WE escape” and it’s set in the SPECIFIC place and time that Sammy also is; literally the only reason for Sammy to not be a significant character is if the creators actually didn’t want anything to do with him. So I have to admit the announcement that WE CAN CONFIRM that SAMMY WILL PLAY A MAJOR ROLE IN THE CAGE!!!!!!! RESTORED TO HIS CHAPTER 2 CREEPY GLORY! is just…… ugh, it’s hard to articulate why this tweet frustrates me so much.

Like………………….. "he's in it more" is not the only thing people care about, surely! What is he doing? What is his role in all this? What does he even WANT? In a review, "he's back to his chapter 2 creepy glory" would be a powerful recommendation; in a tweet from the creator right after preorders go up, it feels more like, "Hey, remember the thing you wanted? we DEFINITELY did that thing you wanted and we did it SUPER WELL so preorder our game please!!" Give us an intriguing line of dialogue or a hint about what he's doing (opposing you? helping you? uneasy truce? trying to find bendy?) and you wouldn't even need to promise us that he plays a major role; we'd be curious to learn more.

So this reassurance ends up doing the opposite, for me, because I still don't know if the creators even understand what I like about Sammy. The thing is that the circumstances of BatDR (there's a little Bendy running around, the Ink Demon is claimed dead but actually it's not, Wilson is trying to become the Lost Ones' new Big Brother) could've been INCREDIBLY relevant to Sammy -- that's why people wanted him to show up in BatDR, to see what he thinks of these developments and how he would react to them!! So if you're interested in Sammy, the character, then it would not be hard to hint at like, what his deal is – "Sammy knows the Ink Demon is out there somewhere and Henry is the key to finding him" or "after the disappearance of his Lord he's become a desperate man who's as much an obstacle as an ally" or even "Sammy was defiant when he went into the Pit -- what will Henry find when he encounters him now?" or w/e -- simply insisting HES LIKE HE WAS IN CHAPTER TWO, THE ONE YOU GUYS LIKE instead of being able to think of a single character-based hint that we might find compelling is, tbh, rather un-reassuring!!!

My complaint about Twisted Alice’s role in BatDR was that ultimately, it felt like they were just trying to capture the vibes that Twisted Alice had in BatIM instead of really exploring what that character would be doing HERE, in THIS situation. Nothing she’s doing really makes sense, and what IS there seems to have forgotten what her actual deal is, but she’s doing it with the right flair, so it feels like she’s in-character enough for the scene to be fun. Like an episodic cartoon that just forgets what happened in previous episodes depending on who’s writing this one. So… I think that’s a real risk for Sammy. For the people who just want him to show up and whisper cult-ish things so we can hear his voice more and go HEHEHE ITS HIM, this isn’t really a concern lmao, that will probably happen. I don’t have high hopes that he’ll make sense as a character, but tbf I don’t know that he ever has.

And IDK, its still early, its possible the cage will come out and I'll look up spoilers and be like OMG NM I LOVE WHAT THEY DID WITH HIM. A game that's supposed to be psychological horror could, in theory, be a really fun place for Sammy!! Maybe the people actually writing him will give him more care, haha. It's a little silly for me to be so worked up about the marketing for a game that I am not going to buy b/c I’m still not interested in giving JDS, Inc. my money. AND YET DESPITE IT ALL I STILL… CARE ABOUT SAMMY LAWRENCE LMAO….. I think my main emotion about The Cage is just curiosity, though. I do want to know what they do with him. I’m curious if he’ll play a major part in the story, or if he’s like Henry or Porter in BatDR, with one big scene where he gets a bunch of lines and then runs off. A lot of people really want to see Henry and Sammy team up in this, but I’m not writing off the possibility he’s an antagonist of some kind, so I’m curious which way that’ll go. But I don’t feel like I have any strong expectations, so I guess we’ll see!

[cotton-fae24]

Chapter 6, part 1/5

I'm sure this is a chapter you've all been waiting for, I certainly have. It was nice to move away from all the blues and greens and get some nice pinks, yellows and oranges here! I'm just happy I'm not drawing 5 million bubbles for once! Anyway, hope you all enjoy!

Stringbean likes to sleep on the top of Luz’s bed in a pillow all her own. She feels a sudden breeze brush against her cheek, causing her to wake up. She spots Luz swimming up towards the surface, wearing her family's compass around her neck. Stringbean manages to check up on Luz, and sees that Luz is sitting on a rock watching the sunrise.

Stringbean slithers up to Luz’s shoulder and Luz gives her a warm but sad smile. The guilt Luz has felt for abandoning her family hasn’t quite left her, and she is trying to mend that feeling by coming up to the surface.

You see, when she and Hunter were younger, Camila would wake them up super early to watch the sunrise together. It’s one of the earliest memories Luz has of her family, and watching the sunrise gives her some level of comfort, like her mother is still beside her.

The warmth is broken when Luz hears a noise, and ever the skittish she jumps into the water and hides behind a rock. She spots what looks to be a group of mermaids, around her age, hanging out on the surface.

One of the mermaids, a girl with pink hair, seemed to be chatting away with another girl with brown hair. The Pink hair girl asks the other girl, whom she addresses as “Amity” if she’s enjoying the sunrise. Amity tells the pink-haired girl, whom she addresses as “Boscha,” that there's nothing interesting about the surface, and that she has better things to do than look at some foolish light show. As Amity is saying all of this, Luz can’t help but be drawn to her. She’s one of the prettiest girls she’s ever seen, and she’s overcome with a strange feeling.

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[tothepointofinsanity]

I know its been a few months now but I wanted to say seeing your Madoka Magica-Cruelty Squad art felt like getting ambushed in the best way possible. It was like experiencing peanut butter and chocolate together for the first time after a life of eating nothing but plain spaghetti.

Oh, thank you. 😳 I really didn’t think anyone would care about my PMMM x CruS crossovers, although I just did them for fun because the ultra brainrot both of them gave me was so intense I could barely focus on my work. I thought initially that it would be too jarring for the cute magical girl show to be merged with the weird evil corporate hitman game, but the idea in on itself [magical girls being assassins] is interesting, and both share some similar elements. <- Glad that some people in the fandom had similar ideas, so I thank them for the support and inspiration.

Due to the way magical girls are from PMMM, I felt that they won’t be super out of place even in a gritty hyperindustrial point in the universe. I will likely draw more in the near future because of the fixation I have on them.

[tocomplainfriend]

Funny thing (not really) I’ve noticed is that Viv has always fetishized m/m relationships. There’s obviously Stolitz, but it goes back way further. There’s Addison from Zoophobia being shipped with a guy who works at his high school, but to mention that Viv has drawn NSFW of them despite Addison canonically being a minor. There’s also Autumn and Rusty, the former whom gets bullied by Rusty cause Rusty is secretly in the closet. Ten years later and she’s still weird about m/m relationships.

TW: fetishizing Queerness

I tried to search a little for Addison's age. In the wiki, that I know Viv did not write it says he is 18, other post say 17- there are people saying the age got changed too? I know almost nothing to zoophobia- if anyone knows about this claim, share your knowledge and importantly evidence of the age thing in specific? I do know about those snake drawings. And also was Viv 19? Have no clue-so I'm not gonna super talk about it without knowledge.

About the Rusty thing, I don't think Viv is a good enough writer (of relationships especially, cause Stolitz mainly) to pull that relationship or story. I don't think she can pull the idea of the closeted bully, purely by the fact that she doesn't understand or acknowledge the problems Stolitz has. If she needs to put down characters to make Stolas seems better and try to justify the power imbalance. I don't think she could write this if she wanted to. This closeted gay bully is such an old trope, too. I think the worst you can do (also as a non-amazing writer) is actually tried to make a romance out of it? Cause a lot of these tropes are more like "HAHA THE BULLY IS GAY HAHAHA", rather than "aww the bully was just sad and gay all along". I don't like it. (also this includes when the bully doesn't bully his romantic interest)

A lot of problems in mlm stuff Vivziepop does is similar to those Yaoi fetishization shit. Where there are also power imbalance. Also, this treatment of the characters like Moxxie? Like he is bi, and with Millie- and his treatment is so shitty. The hole thing of MILLIE PEGS MOXXIE, and that funny cause is less manly of him? Or where the succubus sexually assault them and that is funny??? (that one is not even Blitz being an asshole to him, it's made to act funny). As soon there is something viewed as feminine from him, the show makes fun of him. His feminine appearance in Unhappy campers also leads to make fun of him. Where he is the most vulnerable and insecure is that episode. He is more objectified in a feminine appearance.

Just the entirety of Stolitz is literally a lot of yaoi-sh problems. Also, I do see a lot of red flags in how they wrote Fizz and Asmo'. Because Fizz was insecure af, that he needed the approval of Mammon as an imp. Mammon was using the power that he had over Fizz to use him to get money. He got his approval from Asmo another sin in a higher position of power. (The power imbalance is not the problem vibes). Plus, The Big dominant protector and the sub small uwu cure relationship. Fizz, compared to the first time he appeared, he is so vulnerable and acts so cutesy. Like, the confidence he had during the S1, disappeared so bad. Acting so nice to Glitz and Glam, felt like cutting out all attitude to "uke-fing" him into needing a savior. They make him so powerless

Fizz, a quad amputee, was put in a vulnerable situation related to his trauma and where he lost all his limbs and horns. All to make Blitz "redeem" himself and make them friends again... THAT SUCKS.

Also, there was the fact of how over-sexual all the male mlm characters are, too. Like, Chaz was so much more sexual than Verosika as a succubus.

IT JUST SUCKS.

[crguang]

fav hcs about kafka and black swan?

sfw? let me think… off the top of my head:

kafka not being able to cook is a favorite of mine idk why. the idea of her being terrible in the kitchen while having a picky palate is funny. at most, she can grill and boil things and make simple dishes but she can’t replicate the meals she prefers to eat and that’s just funny to me

she loves jazz. this one just makes sense to me i feel like she can listen to almost anything but if she were to control the aux some jazz would be in her playlist

she knows flower language and a bunch of pager codes

can tie a knot with her tongue

prefers calling over texting because she lowkey loves to talk. if you text her she might not answer but if you call the chances of her picking up are higher

has the habit of moving her index finger around or in circles when she’s lost in thought, like she’s conducting an orchestra

most of her favorite coats are custom made/designed

takes a whole day when she’s shopping because she’s super picky. still ends up with five bags worth of clothes and is always on the lookout for new ones no matter where she is. speaking off, everyone knows her pin cause they need to be on the lookout too (she has multiple credit cards. keeps track of each one)

her favorite lipstick color is peach with a little pink in it

gets quiet when she’s disappointed, sad or annoyed. tho she’ll also petulantly whines and tsks when she’s annoyed (my big baby)

not a words of affirmation girlie if you can’t handle her only telling you she loves you four times in a lifetime just end things😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 master at deflection, if you ask her if she loves you she’ll say shit like “isn’t it obvious?” “what do you think?” girl

SWEET TOOTH. IDC IDC she never says no to cake DIRECT FIREFLY QUOTE. she loves her lollipops

spine tattoo yup… a rose’s stem with thorns ive seen it personally

for swan let’s see…

somewhere on some planet she’s immortalized in art and doesn’t know it. for the amount of times she appears to people in reality or in dreams, i just know there’s an artist who had to draw/paint/sculpt this spirit they swear was tangible one second and disappeared the next

swan is very easy to remember because she stands out a lot by both her looks and her behaviour. people may not know that she’s a memokeeper, but she’s in a lot of people’s memories regardless

i don’t think her being a little stalker is a hc but i’m adding on to it so it kinda is… it’s one of my favorite things about her it’s just so funny to describe it that way 😭 all memokeepers are stalkers by default but swan is a very curious soul, she gets invested and ends up having to reveal herself because she just has to have an interaction with whoever she’s interested in

unlike most memokeepers, swan doesn’t discriminate in terms of what memory holds value. she sees value in everything. she’s more drawn by the feelings attached to memories than the memories themselves sometimes. a moment of quietude where nothing is said, all is still and everything is felt? so nice. she extracts it

she can call her s/o every pet name under the sun and somehow not be cringe about it. it’s a super power. maybe it’s because she’s so sexy and that voice is so sultry that if she called me some shit like “baby cakes” i’d giggle

some of her favorite moments are when her s/o is just about to fall asleep. i feel like she’d love to be the reason they get a good night’s rest and it’s story time (she loves telling stories)

a gift giverrr, since she sees value in all discarded and overlooked things it’s not rare for her to bring back objects that “have witnessed a lot” and that she thinks her s/o would like

fav cuddle position is being on the bottom with her s/o on top of her

she is soooo calm. so zen. so good at dealing with stressful people and stressful situations. not above giving her s/on a nice massage either but thats just an excuse to get her hands on them

doesn’t feel thirst or hunger but she does have a favorite drink. i dont know what it is but i know she has one ok. she was drinking a little too often with acheron

might indulge you if you ask her to show you her memokeeper tricks. mostly the stuff about her getting into tvs and billboards and paintings

loves to dance even if it’s just twirling her s/o around in the living room

smells like incense or specific candles

she lovesss touch and physical contact. always touching her s/o in some way. when they’re alone she takes off her gloves for it

i cant think of any more but i probably have a thousand that i write in unconsciously honestly

[ryuichirou]

oh oh i know you said you might not get to every obscure kink ask, but i wanted to throw my hat in the ring with opinions on sleep kink? not necessarily somnophilia but just like...watching their partners sleep, maybe listening to them sleeptalk/snore, play with their hands and faces without them waking up, that sort of thing? ><

Anon! We never address it properly and I haven’t drawn it yet I think, but we actually really don’t mind somno theme and sleep kink… I think we talk about every now and then, mostly in relation to Silver (duh), but this is the first time I’m writing a proper hc list about it.

For some reason at first all of my thoughts were kind of innocent, but I tried to keep it kinky~ I hope you enjoy it.

As mentioned, only talking about the ones I think would have this kink to some degree. Although if you really think about it, it’s not impossible to imagine a scenario for all of these freaks…

I wouldn’t say that Ace has this kink necessarily, but since he feels like the type to want to prank Deuce while he’s sleeping but end up just staring at his peaceful sleepy face for much longer than he anticipated. He thought he’d draw a penis on his cheek and take an embarrassing picture… But for some reason he just put a finger in his mouth instead and started thinking very deeply. It felt warm, and Deuce’s breathing was very quiet and gentle. Anyways, at some point Deuce made a quiet sound, which made Ace kind of flustered, so quickly jumped back on his own bed and went to sleep.

Trey is an interesting one. First of all, he is into anything Riddle-related, so of course if he sees Riddle sleeping in an armchair or a sofa, he’ll sit near him and play with his hair and hands and caress his face for sure. Honestly, this might become a habit for him, since those would be the only moments when he allows himself to get more physical with Riddle without actually risking it… god, imagine thinking that adding sleeping potion to Riddle’s tea and then touching him is less risky than just straight-up touching him. Trey isn’t okay lol But with this way of thinking he might actually take things pretty far. At some point he’ll just develop somno kink in himself and start to enjoy touching a sleeping body in a sexual way. Of course, he might also try it on other people as well before he does it to Riddle. Just to be sure that everything goes well~

Ruggie isn’t necessarily into it, but he does it sometimes. Sometimes Leona falls asleep, sometimes Leona pretends to fall asleep, and at first it left Ruggie all confused, but nowadays he knows that it just means that he has to either fuck him harder… or try to be sneaky about it, depending on whatever it is that is on Leona’s mind lol But every now and then he sees Leona “sleeping” in a very provocative and convenient pose, making it very easy for Ruggie to just place himself near him and snuggle closely to his butt. There was one time when Leona was legitimately asleep and got surprised when he woke up to Ruggie having sex with him lol

Jade is kind of into it. He would enjoy listening and even recording whatever his partner is saying while he’s asleep, that’s for sure. He’ll use this info to tease him later~ But in a sexual way, I think just touching someone while he’s asleep wouldn’t be enough for Jade… Experimenting with mushrooms to see how it affects his victim’s partner’s sleeping behavior – yes, that sounds more arousing. He wants something unpredictable and interesting!

Floyd is into anything  and nothing at the same time. I’m mentioning him just to say that I can easily picture him touching and playing with someone while that person is asleep (especially if it’s someone cute that he really likes), but he would probably get bored faster than Jade. But it’s all good, because he would really enjoy the moment when his lover wakes up all shocked and starts resisting or just flailing helplessly~

You know, I think on some level Jamil also would. It’s not super likely, I’d even say it’s highly unlikely, but it’s also not completely impossible to imagine… Maybe I am too influenced by doujins. Maybe this is wishful thinking lol But I can kind of picture him crawling on top of sleeping Kalim to look at him. Of course, his feelings are still pretty conflicted, so at first it would be just him wanting to reflect a little without hearing Kalim’s annoying voice, but with Jamil’s tendencies towards self-punishment, this habit could somehow grow into a kink. Would he be touching himself, touching Kalim or fucking himself with Kalim’s sleeping body? Who knows.

Rook – um, yes? Absolutely? Like many other kinks in this world, Rook practices this one lol To him, it’s everywhere: whenever he sees a sleeping boy, he looks at his sleeping face. He always plays with his hair, touches his lips, gently rubs his cheeks and nose. He always undresses him very slowly and touches very subtly – oh no he is probably a professional at being so subtle that the sleeping one wouldn’t notice himself getting undressed and touched until it’s too late. Rook loves the smell of a sleeping body, the sounds, the frowning brows when someone is dreaming of something bad, the saliva running down the cheek, the helplessness. He is the one to have sex with a sleeping person without meticulous planning just because “he couldn’t resist”. It’s a very badly hidden secret of his that he loves it… Vil wakes up to him starting at his face or kissing his lips pretty often…

Rook is bad and all, but Lilia is probably the biggest offender when it comes to this lol He is the reason why Silver moans in his sleep sometimes and has a sucking reflex if you put something near his mouth while he’s asleep. Silver isn’t the only boy Lilia loves to touch when he’s asleep, but he finds his reactions to be the loveliest. He used to kiss and touch him in his sleep more often, but he still does it nowadays every now and then, especially when he has nothing to do at night and decides to visit Silver at night, sit on his bed and play with him a little bit. Lilia jokes that he is just protecting Silver’s sleep… Whenever Silver wakes up feeling a bit sore, wet, dirty and with his mouth and nipples a little tingly, he knows exactly what happened, and he doesn’t really mind – he’s used to it.

Sebek is also indirectly affected by Lilia’s antics because he spends a lot of time with Silver and knows his sleeping habits oh too well. When Silver isn’t being disturbed, he sleeps peacefully for the most time, but… sometimes he does have interesting dreams and starts mumbling something, breathing heavily, licking his lips, moving his thighs restlessly. At first Sebek ignored it, but it just kept happening. Sebek isn’t sure how to feel about it, but it makes him feel tingly down there for some reason… One time he put his palm on Silver’s face to cover his mouth and stop him for quietly moaning, and Silver licked it a little. And Sebek completely freaked out. The kink is blossoming inside him, he is resisting so hard..!

[blackheart-6]

noelle holiday age progression chart

without height lines

explanations of designs:

hi yall

so, i actually finished this drawing like a week ago lol. but i didnt want to post a bunch of drawing in a row, and then i got sick, so i havent been able to post it till now!

its my imaginings of what noelle looked like as she grew up, and a potential adult noelle design! ill explain my thought processes about these designs below, if anyones interested 😁

i also plan on doing one of these with dess, but this one was pretty difficult, so it might be awhile before that (unless yalls are interested in seeing it?)

first off, im not 100% sure ill keep using all these designs. some of them im not that happy with (im no good at designing outfits 😔) but i just went with them so i could finish the drawing. so if anyone has any alternative outfit ideas for any of her ages, id be interested in seeing/hearing it!

secondly, something that may stick out to yall for all the designs is how tall she gets. its the same height i normally draw her with, but given how i usually draw her by herself you cant really tell how tall she is! i have 3 main reasons for why i headcanon her as this tall: deer are pretty tall irl, so having her be tall makes sense in my head; i just like the look of her being super tall, it makes me happy lol; and third, i personally also headcanon the holiday family as boss monsters (i think ive explained this headcanon before on here, so i wont explain again, unless someone is interested ^^). so yeah, she ends up being 7 feet tall as an adult, the second tallest in her family!

also, i gave all her children forms stripes in some way, as a reference to when monster kid in undertale says they can tell frisk is a kid because of their stripes!

now onto my explainations for individual drawings!

theres nothing really to say about her baby design. the only thing i did that might be new is give her faun spots! they are most plentiful on her baby form, but they persist until shes in her teens, i would say (on here you cant see them after age 7, but thats just because i imagine they are mostly on her back). and i gave her a cute lil onsie that says a-deer-able! if you guys cant read it ^^

this outfit i made for her toddler design is actually an outfit ive used in the past! i wonder if yall know what drawing it was? its pretty much the same as it was there, i just added a stripe to the shirt. i felt like overalls are so reminiscent of childhood, i had to give at least one of her designs them! i also added a little mistletoe to the front pocket, to make it more christmas-esque. and i gave her some bandaids, just cause.

7 years old is one of the designs i really struggled on, and im still not happy with it. i dunno if ive said this yet, but i headcanon noelle to be trans, so at 7 is when i decided she started realizing it. so here i gave her long sleeves and pants, to show how shes more hidden now because shes unhappy with herself, if that makes any sense? i was also trying to make her look a bit like a nerd, with the button up and khakis, just because its funny. but yeah, ill probably end up changing this design at some point :P

11 years old was one of the easiest to do, considering how ive had her design for this age for awhile lol. one thing i did change was going from 2 red/white stripes to one, but ive done that before, so it wasnt something entirely new. i also gave her a smile and closed eyes, cause shes happy being a girl 🥰. other that that, its the same, so yeah, thats it for this part

okay, this next design is a fairly different looking one than all the rest, but i have my reasons! at this point in noelles live, dess has gone missing, so i wanted to show her being sad and stuff. i also gave her shoes and long sleeves because she probably goes out looking for dess when she can, hoping to find a lead 😭. but outside of in-story stuff, this outfit is based off of an old one i drew, but its fairly edited, so i wouldnt be surprised if no one recognizes it even if they have seen my old stuff. she has straight hair here, to show how unhappy she is (idk what it is about straight hair it just feels sad) and because i wanted to give her different hair varieties on this progression chart. i gave her antlers 2 prongs each at this point, because the way i see deer monsters, their antlers show their growth/aging, so youll see them getting bigger and having more prongs as the chart continues.

this outfit for 15 is another one i dont like. i tried to make it similar to her current outfit, but still pretty different. im not even sure what precisely i dont like about this outfit, it just doesnt feel that good. for this one i gave her leg warmers because i used to (and sometimes still do) draw her normal outfit with them. i gave her the curly hair she has as a callback to when i used to draw her hair like that! but yeah, ill probably end up redoing this one too

for 17, i just gave her the normal outfit, so it was easy ^^. in game i think shes 16, but close to turning 17, so i just went with 17 here to fit the +2 age pattern thing i had going on. i also gave her an extra horn prong than i normally give her, just to show age once again

finally, her adult design! i dont like this one either lol. i spent so long trying to think of what outfit to give her, but i couldnt come up with something i liked >.< so i just gave her something simple. i feel like once noelle graduates high school and probably goes to college she branches out more and tries things her mother never let her do, which is why i gave her an outfit like that, that has a crop top and a shorter skirt. also, yalls might recognize the hair style i gave her, i drew a potential adult noelle before and i gave her the same hair ^^

i think thats all for the post! i probably have more thoughts that im just not thinking of, but its fine for now. i hope yall enjoyed the drawing, and if you have any question or comments or whatever, go ahead and say them!! if youve made it this far, have a cookie, you must be hungry after reading so much ^^ 🍪