#playing around w shi

[toxycodone]

𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 !

𝘤𝘸. 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘰𝘴, 𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘶, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬

Laios:

I genuinely think Laios is attracted to the unconventional or stereotypically attractive. Anyone with unique features, personality quirks, etc. If you don't fit in, you're more willing to catch his eye.

He finds it difficult to really like? Gain an interest in someone who doesn't really "stick out". I think it's clear with the way he treats Kabru that like! People kinda are a blur to him! So! anything that makes someone stick out will catch his interest and he'd be more willing to remember them + actually continue to think about them.

MUST. Share his interest in monsters/animals. This is very important. Like there must be a shared interest there whether its just about anatomy, behavior, etc. I just think he needs to be accepted to talk about this and share fun facts. He likes it. Cooking or an interest in food would also be another plus.

Also just? He likes really easygoing people who aren't super judgemental. Laios is really unapologetically himself and he gets chewed out for it by his friends enough. He's very self aware when it comes to his own issues (esp by the end of the manga) so. Yeah. Just someone who he doesn't feel the need to mask around.

Honestly, maybe someone childish would fit his vibe too? I mean this in a more lighthearted sense. Like someone he could play tag with or goof around in the woods with. He missed out on being a kid for a while, and he's still kinda interested in stuff like that (bug collecting, cool rocks, etc.). Even in post manga he still wants this.

Also uhhhh beastkin/monsters/whatever of any kind get bonus points. Do they have to be this way? No. But. It would definitely do some favors to be feral/wild in some way like this.

Kabru:

Okay I am not saying this is healthy or anything, but Kabru is ridiculously attracted to fixer-uppers. The main character/savior/hero complex kicks in and he cannot help it.

This can either be super good for him if the person is like. not terrible and is actually okay with this. but uh. that isn't always the case. Bro is often setting himself up for some sort of situationship most of the time. He cannot catch a break.

But he totally needs to be confronted about this to have a relationship work out. Hope you can be at least a little assertive!

Oh and the people pleasing. It's going so far. Please, I-....

He needs to be stopped.

Ultimately. He's gonna go after the people who show the least interest in him and this SPECIFICALLY comes from his own insecurities as a person.

But in the end he's gonna truly fall for someone who can put their foot down and confront him about these issues. He's so insightful and perceptive when it comes to others and can easily point out and help you with you're own shortcomings. But he is super blind to his own faults. Legit does not. Even realize.

He honestly needs someone to help him grow, because in my eyes I can see him like even post manga being pretty stagnant here so . Yeah. You don't need to be like some badass assertive person either. As long as you can just sit down and have a serious conversation w him about this I think it'd go well.

And he'd fall for you because I think it's the first time he genuinely sees someone who recognizes things that are bad about him + still loves him despite that + wants him to grow as a person and assert his own wishes and needs more. Yeah. I just have a lot of feelings about that.

Chilchuck:

This goes two ways.

Non Toxic Route

He'd easily see himself falling for someone mature and responsible. It would start out as just a professional admiration but it would slowly become more intimate as Chilchuck starts to enjoy their more unique personality traits (and even ones he'd consider annoying) --like being feisty, or maybe they're picky, or they can be silly sometimes. That type of thing.

It's a total slow burn with him.

But he also likes people who are more lowkey. Chilchuck is not a "falls for you immediately/puppy love" kinda guy. He's jaded and has a past and has KIDS so. He needs to be treated gently and not rushed into things. Anyone who lets him come to them and start to be more affectionate without demanding it...yeah. Handle him with care PLEASE.

And speaking of this...he wants to keep up appearances since he does value his professional life and has kids and an ex-wife. So he wants someone that can blend into this life without causing drama or more headaches (his party gives him plenty. pls.)

"Toxic"/Not Gonna Last Route

Chilchuck is easily motivated by the more basic pleasures of life, so I can definitely see him having a bootycall that becomes some weird "what are we" type of vibe.

He's like...in the back of his mind the type to enjoy a "dirty little secret". Something he thinks only him and this person know about. But as time goes on he eventually gets emotionally involved with them and is like "we need to cut this off".

It is an extremely painful breakup on his end for sure and makes him more jaded when its literally! His own fault.

[pshaven]

2 MAN ! but it's just you.

cw threesomes w/ heejake & jayhoon, heejake bickering, oral (fem!receiving in heejake & m!receiving in jayhoon), jake is sort of whiny, literally no plot just porn, no clear sub/dom dynamic in heejake's, MEAN dom!sunghoon, softdom!jay, eiffel tower, sunghoon gives u crazy backshots, degradation, praise, tbh not my nastiest work so i think this is it but lmk if i missed smth!

wc 1.8k

HEESEUNG & JAKE

“holy shi–” 

“bro, you’re gaping like a fish outta water. you’re embarrassing me.” 

“wha–?? i am not embarrassing–” 

“either you guys shut up or kiss. or i’m gonna leave,” you grumbled with your legs all spread out for heeseung, your head laying on jake’s thighs. 

“sorry–” “no, i’m sorry. he’s stupid,” heeseung interrupted jake’s apology, rolling his eyes to purposefully provoke jake. heeseung’s thumb swiped over your drooling slit, your panties pushed haphazardly to the side. 

you keen, back arching needily off the bed. jake’s hands trail down your body, large hand splaying across your tummy as he gently pushes you down to keep your hips still. “i am not stupid. i should be the one in between her legs right now. you just won rock paper scissors…” jake pouted, though his focus was more on getting your tits out of your bra.

heeseung easily found your clit, his eyes zeroing in on how your cunt clenches around nothing. a small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips despite jake’s words. “so now you’re jealous of my rock paper scissor skills,” he chuckles as he leans down, his face close to your pussy. he licks a stripe up your slit, making you gasp shakily. 

jake scoffed, about to retort when your hands find his bulge, your palm brushing over it. he stifles down a groan, not about to start whimpering in front of his best friend. your hands are busy with finding the waistband of his sweats, dipping underneath the fabric and his boxers to wrap your delicate hand around his shaft.

“look, she’s automatically searching for my cock. not yours,” jake pridefully puffed out his chest. you rolled your eyes dramatically at him, your hands tightening its grip around his dick to make him shut up. 

which, definitely did, a shuddering gasp escaping his plump lips. heeseung doesn’t pay much attention to him, his finger hooking your panties to keep them to the side as he licked fat stripes at your cunt. 

“yeah, but she’s not shoving your cock into her mouth. which means she wants to make pretty noises for me, don’t you, baby?” heeseung retorts, his tongue then dipping past your folds. you mewl, hips bucking against heeseung’s face despite jake’s hand on your tummy. 

heeseung moans into your pussy, your sweet essence coating his chin. he licks and slurps, borderline on desperation. it’s like he’s trying to coax an answer out of you to his question with how his tongue thrusts in and out of you, the lewd wet sounds resounding in your room. 

“c’mon, now you don’t wanna answer me?” heeseung teased, his tongue moving to find your clit. he sucked on the sensitive bud, making you gasp and moan. your legs threaten to close around his head, but his hands are quick to push them apart. 

jake’s hand sneaks down when you don’t pay attention, his thick digits inserting inside of you. your other hand instantly reaches for jake’s forearm in a weak attempt to gain some ground, but he just chuckles at you and starts thrusting his fingers in and out of you at a deep and relenting pace. 

“wh-what the fuuhh–” you deliriously moan at both of the men’s assault on your cunt. your hand starts to try and stroke jake’s cock, but you already feel so overstimulated from both of their hands and mouths on you. 

jake decides it’s not enough, your wanton moans filling the entire room. he dips his head down, his hand leaving your torso to tilt your chin up, kissing you. your moans becoming muffled and whiny, jake’s tongue invading your mouth as heeseung’s tongue plays with your clit. 

both men groan at the sight of your pleasure. heeseung watches you with low-lidded eyes, his tongue pressing more pressure to flick and lick at your sensitive nub out of jealousy from seeing you moan breathlessly into jake’s mouth. 

you pull away to catch your breath, feeling like all the air has been punched out of your lungs. jake’s fingers speed up, feeling you clench and tighten around his digits. “woah, someone’s cumming pretty fast this time, huh?” he taunts, nudging your nose with his as he keeps your face tilted up to look at him. you nod weakly. your thighs start to tense, the coil building up in your stomach making your moans pick up in pitch. heeseung sucks particularly hard on your clit, his teeth grazing softly against it. 

“ngh– y-you can’t– oh my fuck!” you squeal, jake’s chuckle in amusement like background noise as you cum around his digit’s and heeseung’s tongue. 

heeseung is relentless as he works you through your orgasm, his lips seemingly not wanting to detach from you. your hand shakily reaches out, pushing heeseung’s head away and he reluctantly pulls away with a wet pop. 

jake slowly slips his fingers out of you, instantly finding a place inside his mouth as he sucks your juices off. he groans lowly at your taste, and you can feel his cock twitch in your hand.

“okay so can we switch places already?” jake complains, his voice teetering on a whine. 

heeseung’s nose crinkles, clearly not wanting to switch– he wants to stay in between your legs forever. “one more rock paper scissors?” he attempts, knowing that jake always loved a gamble outside of the bed.“hell no! switch right the fuck now.”

SUNGHOON & JAY

“suck his cock better, babe. he’s not nearly loud enough compared to last week,” sunghoon taunts you, his thighs slapping against the fat of your ass. he has his hand pressed against your back into a mean arch, his other hand tangled in your hair into a makeshift ponytail. 

you whine in protest, your body lurching forward with every mean thrust sunghoon gives you. jay cups your face with a hand, his thumb swiping against your cheek. “it’s okay, you’re doing so good for me, angel,” he coos, swiping the tip of his cock against your lips.

sunghoon wants to roll his eyes at jay’s sweetness, but he knows you love it– the back and forth. the mean and the sweet, like the angel and the devil on your shoulders. and god, did sunghoon love to be mean with you. 

“seriously? she’s not even trying to open her mouth,” sunghoon tsked in faux irritation. he leans forward, his chest pressing against your back as his hand grabs your chin. he forces your mouth to part, his hand in your hair bringing your face closer to jay’s awaiting cock. 

your lips instinctively wrap around jay’s dick, tongue pressing against his tip to swipe up his precum. jay curses breathlessly, his head tilted back against the headboard as he just relishes your mouth wrapped around him. 

sunghoon smirks, softly slapping the side of your cheek in mock approval. “there we go. see, now that wasn’t so hard. instead you just wanna keep whining like a whore ‘cause i’m too deep in you,” he scoffs, a deep, guttural groan following as your cunt gushes around him from his words. 

sunghoon presses a hot kiss against your ear, making you shudder and moan around jay’s cock. jay splays a hand in your hair alongside’s sunghoon’s mean grip. he guides your head further down, a choked groan leaving jay’s lips. “fuckk, sucking me down like th-that…” his breath hitches, caught in his throat as he resists the urge to thrust up into your mouth. but your moans from sunghoon’s harsh thrusts are enough to stimulate him. 

“yeah, i think our dirty girl wants a filling in both holes,” sunghoon adds on, his breath hot and ticklish against your ear. you whine again, but both men know that this time it was in agreement instead of protest. 

jay chuckles at your neediness, his cock twitching inside your mouth. “mhmm, you want it? want my cum down your throat? ah shiitt, you’re s-so fuckin’ hot,” he moans, his voice raspy with pleasure. 

a low growl erupts from sunghoon’s throat, straightening his back so he can admire the view of your pussy sucking him in. his hands leave your hair and your chin, going to grip the fat of your ass. he spreads your cheeks, watching his thick cock sink into you and stretch with every thrust.

he chuckles in amusement and lust, shaking his head. “fuck, look at this pussy gush around me, my god,” he groans, delivering a sharp smack to your ass. 

you keen, back arching even more from the impact. you take jay deeper down your throat while sunghoon dips a hand under you, two fingers drawing circles on your clit. 

you moan and gargle around jay’s cock as the stimulation of sunghoon’s fingers start to get too much. jay’s hand is quick to cup your cheek again, soothing you with soft shushes and a kiss to your forehead. “you’re okay,” he comforts you, “you wanna cum for us, don’t you? wanna be our good girl and cum,” he moans as your cheeks hallow, sucking him in as your tongue drags along his shaft. 

the slap of skin against skin resounds around the room from sunghoon’s thrusts. he gets increasingly sloppy, feeling his impending release. his fingers speed up, pinching your clit and toying with it. 

“i know you wanna cum,” sunghoon taunts you again in between groans and growls, his abdomen tightening as he tries to hold back his release until you cum first. with a sharp pinch to your clit, you twitch and gush around him, cumming as you moan around jay’s dick. 

“yess, oh fuckk, look at youuu…” sunghoon drawls with a deep chuckle. his thrusts speed up despite your worked-out cunt, chasing his release. “you can take it, i know you can. jus’ take it,” he groans, now starting to ramble mindlessly as he feels his cock throb inside of you.

with a grunt and a loud moan, jay cums inside your mouth from your loud moans vibrating against him. “o-oh shitt, i’m cumming, angel. fuck! ah– keep it in there f-for me, alright?” 

you feel tears start to water in your eyes from the overstimulation of sunghoon’s relentless thrusts and the cum filling up in your mouth. jay pulls out, softly caressing your face to calm you down. it does little to ground you, with how sunghoon’s cock bullies your cervix that makes you want to cry out.

sunghoon suddenly pulls out, his hand splaying against your back to get you to arch prettily for him again. he cums over your ass and back with a low moan and breathless pants, his other hand stroking his cock to get the last drops of cum out. 

“fuck, wow, get me my phone. i need a fuckin’ pic of this,” sunghoon pants, nodding his head towards the edge of the bed. 

jay rolls his eyes, his thumb still brushing over your cheek as you catch your breath. “no. now shut up and clean her up.”

[wherenymphsroam]

I READ DAD BOD LEON AND LIKE JDFKD imagine praising him and getting him all flustered and needy and just 😭 he is such a hottie I NEED HIM sorry im just a lil feral abt him

GRAHHHH YES !!!!

cw: leon finally in his retirement era ??? (probably not canon but we can only hope), chubby leon, older leon, body worship, very light scent thing, a messy blowjob, he’s insecure at first the poor thing, uhhhh not proofread <3

w/c: 1.5k

like, leon is sooooo relieved when he’s (somehow) allowed to retire. genuinely probably just passes out for a good couple of days, drowsy and catching up on years of sleep he missed for a month or so. takes things day by day, waning contentedly through different hobbies, interests, just trying to like…. find his personality back after basically becoming the governments dog for the most of his adult life.

and some things really like … don’t click at first.

that he’s not nearly as active without the physically demanding day to day. the mission every other month or so that sheds him of all his bodies resources, the ones that basically force upon him that consistently low body fat percentage. sure, he still works out because at this point, it’s weird Not To after putting in so much physical work for so long.

but he’s older now, his metabolism has changed. commercial gyms don’t exactly offer the same amount of intensity that his body is so used to having to work through. and naturally, parts of him grow complacent. he eats more, rightfully so. actually has the time to go out to eat on a consistent basis, and doordash is viewed as a god sent app.

he doesn’t really notice the pounds that have crept up on him until suddenly his favorite pair of jeans doesn’t need a belt to keep them up anymore. it’s when he tucks in his shirt for a more upscale night out that he realizes his button down is more fitted against him than maybe it was the last time he dug out his nicer clothes.

but once he realizes it, he shies away from it, avoids changing in front of mirrors. and when he starts refusing to change in front of you that you notice.

sure, leon was always attractive in your eyes. but it was never the muscles, the trim ‘v’ of his waistline that kept you around. you loved him, genuinely so. and to have him around more often, able to revel in some of the domestic things you couldn’t exactly soak up when he was still an agent? it’s like heaven on earth with him.

so when you notice the slight increase in his weight — the softness that begins to pad his strong biceps when he wraps his arms around you from behind, the extra bit you’re able to hold onto when you hug him — you don’t point it out. it’s welcomed, has you touching him a bit more than maybe necessary nowadays.

the first time he abruptly turns around when you walk in while he was changing, you don’t question it. it’s when he starts to dim the lights before the two of you topple onto the bed in a passionate display that you grow suspicious. your last straw is plucked when he starts coming to bed with a shirt on. an oversized one at that. he had never worn shirts to bed before, always complained about the materials feeling against him becoming irritating throughout the night.

he tries to deny when you first confront him. plays off the way the newfound pliant skin of his sides swells out over the top of his jeans waistband. shakes his head and makes a face at you, even goes so far as to roll his eyes when you reason with him, pointing out his recent ‘preference’ of keeping the lights lower when you fuck.

“I think you’re imagining this, sweetheart. I’m still sexy,” he reasons cheekily, trying to distract you with his cheesy nature.

“I didn’t say you’re not sexy,” you sigh, shaking your head. “You’re definitely still sexy. I’m just saying you look sexy with the extra bit on you,” you hum, leaning against the bedroom door.

it takes Leon a second, trying to allow ‘sexiness’ and ‘weight’ to coexist in his head. at least not in terms of himself. he loved women, all shapes and bodies and weights included. it was a no brainer to say that yes, your logic that sexiness could coexist with more weight was correct. but on him…? he’s Leon Kennedy. he’s not fat.

“Nor am I saying you’re fat, not by a long shot,” you continue, knowing all too well what that look on his face meant. the one he wore when he was thinking too hard about something.

he tries not to flinch when your hands reach out, capturing his sides. tries to stifle the sound that wants to escape when he realizes how much more sensitive the skin there is now with the extra weight. but the pounding of his heart and heat emanating off his body tells you all you need to know. so you continue.

you’re unashamed in how you explore how pliant his sides are now, in how you trace along where the firm cut lines of his abs formerly were. gently pinching and filling your fingers with the extra skin that lies over his lower abdomen, flattening your palm over the swell there and letting it fill your palm. his breath hitches, hands twitching at his sides, itching to slide your hands off him. he yearns to step out of your grasp, but knows that’ll be too telling. so he lets you continue, let’s you have your fun.

the button of his jeans pops audibly, and it’s clear that maybe he’s gonna have to let his favorite pair go pretty soon. but that’s okay. it’s obvious how okay it is when you slide his shirt up, up, up and out of the way. when your lips finds his sternum, trailing up and down its length before moving on to his pecs. silently appreciating how they’ve swelled a bit, how the hair that scatters across his skin has seemingly spread more. you tuck your nose in, inhaling him appreciatively when you slide your fingers under the waistband of his jeans, start to shimmy the denim down.

and oh god, you’re slowly lowering yourself, letting your lips ghost over his stomach now. you’ve grown sloppier, greedier in how you lick up the salt of his skin, bite into and suck at the pliant flesh. as if a fever had overcome you.

and really, that’s not all that far fetched of an idea. it was like you were seeing him naked for the first time all over again. except he’s softer, warmer… easier to paw and play with. responsive when your hands knead at his sides, his pecs. breathless and panting when he realizes his nipples are more sensitive for some reason when you drag the pads of your thumbs over them.

he could’ve gone bright pink when you ask him to strip completely. in front of the mirror no less. but he obliges, although begrudgingly. maybe a bit more hesitantly when you roll your desk chair over in front of the floor to ceiling mirror, instructing him to sit down. but that dissolves when you settle on your knees in front of it, as if sweetening the deal.

he doesn’t expect you to be so …. eager when you finally get yours hands on him. but fuck does he look good. softened thighs spread, the perfect mix between strong and soft in front of you. his soft cock, laid oh so prettily between them, ever so full balls nestled there. you really can’t help how quickly you find yourself burying your face into him, breathing him in and mouthing at his thighs.

your hands are greedy, so very greedy in how you grab at him. his thighs, the stomach that’s started to rest on them. his pecs you reach up to paw at when you realize they’ve started to create a crease between his chest and his stomach from below.

and at first, he doesn’t believe you when you tell him he looks even better like this. that if anything, you prefer him like this. doesn’t want to hear it when you try to coax him into repeating affirmations about himself, keeps his eyes off his reflection in the mirror.

but of course, he’s a weak man. you’re sat on your knees between his spread thighs, your ass practically begging to be ogled in those jeans.

and that’s what he focuses on at first. tries not to notice how you have to tilt your head slightly when you take him in your mouth, how you have to hold his tummy when you suck him off to keep it from inhabiting how far down you can get on his length. but as the heat in his body grows, as you get sloppier with spit dribbling down your chin, he has no choice but to look down at you.

and at that point, he can’t find it in him to care about the swell of his lower abdomen. he isn’t very worried about how much more space his thighs take up on the chair when you dip one of his balls into your mouth, licking and warming and soaking them in your feverish attempt to make him feel how sexy he is to you.

but by the time he’s coming ropes onto your pretty face, he finally gives in. finally obliges you fully and admits that maybe… maybe he was still sexy as fuck. maybe he did look better, healthier with the retirement weight on him.

[winniefrezcomics]

Anonymous asked: When did Perry realize he was trans? Also are his parents also trans or non-binary or anyother gender identity? ♡

All three of them are trans, actually! Carlo strikes me as a person who went thru the lesbian-to-nonbinary-to-transgender pipeline, but I think Wendy knew she wanted to be treated like her twin sister was from a fairly early age, so transitioned much sooner than her husband. (Mama cosma’s disapproval also forced Carlo to socially transition in secret, and he wasn’t able to begin PHYSICALLY transitioning until turning 18 and moving out)

Here’s a comic that hurt tf outta my feelings to sketch lmao- (in a good way)

“orgin story” and more doodles below the cut!

(MILD cw for misgendering and a mama cosma appearance 😷)

As for HOW Perry discovered he was NOT in fact, a little girl, and rather a little boy?

Timmy noticed first, actually!! Though his adopted parents didn’t go out of their way to mention to their son that they were both transgender, a young Timmy eventually noticed them doing thier hormone shots, and Carlo and Wendy had to assure him that they were both okay, they just needed to take thier “mommy and daddy medication” sometimes. As Timmy got older, he noticed other things that made his parents unique, and they would explain anything he asked them, so by the time Poof was born, Ten-year-old Timmy had a pretty solid understanding of what it MEANT to be “transgender”. This understanding is part of the reason he wished on a star for a baby brother- he knew it MIGHT be possible for his parents to have a bio child as well, but also knew thier unique biology might make it difficult

(Sidenote: if ur parents still let u think babies were delivered by the stork or something by TEN, my condolences brother ☠️)

ANYWAY- from the MOMENT his baby sibling was born, Timmy and Poof were INSEPARABLE, with Timmy wanting to help with the baby in any way he could, as often as possible. His parents certainly appreciated the help, and baby Poof was never hurting for love or attention 💕

As Poof grew, his parents encouraged him to play with whatever toys he liked best, and do whatever he wanted, but USUALLY what Poof wanted to do was “whatever his big brother was doing”. From video games to comic books, poof was always incredibly interested in whatever Timmy was interested in, and his brother was more than happy to read the pages out loud, or give him a controller to smack around (usually unplugged lmao, regular older brother shi)

Even when Poof was a toddler, Timmy would occasionally notice things that didn’t quite sit right with him- stuff like poof getting upset when Wendy would tell Timmy his was playing too rough with his sister (despite how much poof LOVED being chucked into soft objects or wrestled), or how much poof seemed to enjoy being called things like “little dude”- but I think it was a visit to Grandmas house when Perry was 7 that finally made him ask the big question- (Drabble below this comic that legit makes me a lil nauseous to look at and I considered not including 🙃)

DRABBLE START

Timmy goes outside to thier front porch, to find poof already sitting on the steps, having clearly retreated from the Christmas party inside. Timmy sits with him and they chat for a while, before Timmy finally goes out on a limb and asks-

“Hey P- random question but- do you ever like, wonder what it would be like if you were a boy?”

Poof shrugs, simply responding “well yeah, everybody thinks about that….”

Timmys nose scrunches, as his hunch starts seeming more plausible

“Bud… I’ve like, never thought about that. even once.”

“Of course not, you already ARE a boy!” Poof pouts

Timmy sighs, clarifying- “no no, like- I’ve never really wondered what it would be like to be a GIRL- eveb when I once dressed like one to hang out with my crush!” He added with a laugh, but Poofs frown only deepened-

“Hmf! Why WOULD you? Being a girl STINKS.”

And with that, Timmy had his answer-

“Ah. Yeeeahhh, thought ya might feel that way… c’mon lil dude- I think we should ah- talk to mom and dad.”

Timmy scooped his younger sibling into his arms, but poof looked up at him with confusion

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Nah, Poofy- I just, uh- think they’ll be able to explain better…”

By Eight years old Perry had fully socially transitioned, coming out at his eighth birthday party, with his parents even getting his name legally changed as a ninth birthday present 💜 ;w;

Making yall look at this doodle again bc it’s relevant lmao- Perry’s aunts and uncles all adore thier little nephew, and couldn’t be happier to see him living as his truest self 💕

[mias-blogs]

Hello! i hope you're doing great and is having a great day (⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠). May i request for a sub Hermes, Thor, Jack the ripper, and Hades? (⁠｡⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠｡⁠) ( pls include overstim, and squeezing w/ pecs ( was totally inlove with qin shi's part on that post of urs (⁠〃ﾟ⁠3ﾟ⁠〃⁠) )

𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑚 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 :𝐷 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝐼 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑒

𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓, 𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉

𝒅𝒐𝒎!𝒇𝒆𝒎! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓 ♡

!! Vibrator, not much talking, character is naked while reader is clothed, hair pulling, nipple play, pec squeezing, edging !!

It was amusing to see this, one of the strongest gods being at your feet as you toy around with him, a vibrator against his cock as he comes over and over again without a break, his strong hands squeeze your thighs and his head against your lap, his long red hair training down his back and against your lap, the remote in your hand being what's teasing him right now, making him cum or sometimes not allowing him too, making his brain all foggy as he couldn't think straight.

Your hand reaches out and tugs at his hair, pulling his face up to face you and you couldn't help but smiling at seeing how desperate he had came to be, his eyes looking up at you like a puppy, sweat dripping down his forehead as you fingers gently traced the golden lines on his face, you lean forward and press your lips against his, your tongue immediately slipping in his mouth, making a small whimper escape the god of thunder, your hands trail down his body until they quickly find his chest, making a smile pull on your lips.

You pull him up into bed, off of the floor before laying him down, your hands immediately going to his chest, squeezing his pecs, going down and licking his nipples, as you lick and bite at one, your hand works on squeezing the other, your knee slowly pushes against his crotch, rubbing his cock as he groans, his head tilted back as his breath comes out in cut of gasps, you still haven't turned the vibrator off and the way you were toying with his chest made him cum almost immediately.

“ Don't cum, alright sweetie?” you mumbled as you kiss his lips gently, he huffed as he threw his head back when he felt the vibrator go up to max, you hands not bothering to stop as your mouth went right back to teasing his nipples, the quiet moans and groans that left his throat were music to your ears, his strong hands gripped your shoulders trying to cover his mouth with the others but the one over his mouth was quickly slapped away by you, he was so close, so, so, close but the vibrator suddenly turned off, he let out a confused sound, looking up at you while you begun taking your clothes off.

𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 ♡

!! Praise(he needs some love), riding, nicknames, vanilla !!

Jack's arms wrapped around you tightly as you rode his cock, your hand gently placed on his shoulder as you did, you smile down at him sweetly as you continue at the same pace, his face is buried in between your breasts, you can't help but giggle a little bit, the action was sweet to you and of course welcomed by you as well, the hand that's on his shoulder slowly travels to the back of his head, burying you hand in his white hair.

“ I love you so much.” you whisper against his lips, you hips still moving, riding his cock, making him moan against your lips, the words making his heart melt, pulling you closer than you already were, as you pull back, Jack looks up at you in pure admiration, “My dear.. you make me feel so good..” he mumbled, his brain foggy from all the pleasure, he loves you, he loves you so much and he sees the most beautiful colors in you, one of your hands hold his cheek, your thumb presses on his lips, smudging the lipstick off of his lips that you have left on him.

“ You're so beautiful.” you smile at him, watching his already red cheeks burn up even more, he tries to look away from you but you immediately turn his head back to look at you again “No, no, none of that. ” you scolded him gently before praise started to fall from your lips again, with each one making him flustered, you turn him into a puddle with your words alone and the way your riding his cock makes him melt your arms, he's close to cumming and so are you, your hand gently holds his, bringing it close to your lips and kissing it as you both moan, your hips riding him faster than before, getting off of him and letting him finish on your stomach, the white liquid dripping down to your thighs as you both gasp for air.

“ Another round?”

𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 ♡

!! Gags, blindfold, bondage, crying, overstimulation, riding, subspace, nipple play, pec squeezing (I got freaky with this one) !!

To have the king of the underworld underneath you, tied up and gagged, wasn't the easiest thing to do but here you were. Your hips snap down harshly on him again and again, you can see the tears in the blindfold around his eyes, the muffled sound that come from him only make you want to torment the poor god even more. He could have snapped these damn ropes long ago but right now, he's not too sure if he can, he's not really sure why he agreed to being put into this position, especially knowing who he's around.

“ Mmmph! mmmph..!” he tries to moan or protest in any way but it all comes out in muffled sounds, falling on deaf ears, his legs try to squirm around but he gives up soon after, too tired from being overstimulanted for what felt like hours now, your gummy walls squeezing around his hard cock as you ride him, your hands that were on his abs slowly snake upwards to his chest, squeezing his pecs, making him jump a bit in surprise. You lean down, your lips press on his chest, landing kisses all over before you take one in your mouth, your tongue swirls around it, licking and sucking on it, you could hear the muffled sounds coming from him getting louder as you decide to tease more and more.

After a while and from a couple of dry orgasms coming from him, you pull back from his chest, letting out a small wet ‘pop’ sound as you did, you finally look at his face, blushed even more red than before with drool coating the ball gag and saliva dripping down his chin, the blindfold being wet where his eyes were, his cheeks slightly wet as well from the tears that slipped past the blindfold, you get off of him slowly, removing the ball gag from his mouth, making him pant heavily, you took the opportunity of the gag being off to kiss him, your tongue immediately going to inside of his mouth before you take off his blindfold and untie his wrists.

“ How do you feel?” you ask sweetly, gently moving some of his hair out of his face as he breathes heavily, “S’ gud.. an’ tired..” he barely managed to mutter out from exhaustion, sometimes, you liked him better when he was fuck stupid <3

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

“even i’m not into that shit”

❤︎ synopsis — the sleep token members being fucking morons and fucking around

pairing: sleep token members x gn!reader (can be platonic or romantic)

theme: crack ✦

a/n: I’M BACK !!!! hopefully i don’t disappear for like a good fifty years after this. this is my third set of stupid ass headcanons. i pulled my shitty humor out of my ass for this one, enjoy !!! (the original ask got swallowed by my dumbass because i accidentally posted the unfinished fic 💀 this is dedicated to my bestie @dead-end-fanfiction)

cw: i think the title speaks for itself

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➵ vessel

i just know this man is the most unhygienic motherfucker to ever exist

more specifically with his teeth. he cannot brush his teeth to save his life

like ??? this all powerful, dark deity, has the most stinky ass breath that if anyone dares to even breath it in, they’d disintegrate on the spot

like what the fuck vessel, you’re better than this

i love vessel but he just does weird shit sometimes

he sleeps butt ass naked

and one time you accidentally walked in on him while he was literally stripping to get ready for bed

he stood there like an npc while you were freaking out

“…. what’s wrong—“ “what’s wrong is that YOU’RE BUTT ASS NAKED IN FRONT OF ME—“

vessel is easily fascinated by human things. i mean - he was once human, so he likes to keep in touch every now and then.

however, out of all of the human things he had to have an obsession with.

… it was rubber ducks

this isn’t even explainable— how do you explain this all-powerful sleep entity to be obsessed with rubber ducks

he literally has a whole room dedicated to his collection of anything rubber duck related. give him a gift that has something to do with ducks and he’s making out with you on the spot

that’s not a joke, he did that with you before

➵ ii

this motherfucker is on his last limb and he’s being held together by paper clips

ii’s not even the leader but he cannot catch a break to save his life

he’s the only one that knows how to cook

one time he left ivy and the vesselettes in the kitchen by themselves. came back to house fires and high pitched screaming that definitely was not from the ladies

ii makes bomb ass banana cream pie though

ik for a fact this man does NOT keep his room clean

you once walked into his room to ask him a favor and there were like - a million drumsticks everywhere on the floor while he sat in the center of it

how does one possess that many drumsticks???

“dude what the f— clean your room!” “it gives me inner peace, y/n. go away.”

ii’s scared of the jollibee mascot

he once went out with his buddies to get some of that fast food. that giant red and yellow fuckass bee then came out of nowhere and spooked the shit out of ii

he then socked the guy in the face so hard the dude wearing the costume had a bloody nose

ii quickly fled the scene to not get arrested

after that he’s had a fear of fast food mascots in general, it’s kinda funny.

don’t bring ii near the jack in the box mascot though, he’s got some trauma from what he’s seen on twitter

➵ iii

zesty ahh mf

plays his bass like he’s fingering someone’s asshole like 🤨 whatcha doin’ iii ??

the type of man to set like fifty million alarms but never wakes up to any of them

however he wakes up everyone else in the process

it gets annoying hearing the “by the seaside” ringtone every morning at 6am. so one day you came into his room and poured ice cold water on him to wake him up

iii didn’t wake up from that btw, you thought it was dead

“…. bro wtf wake up—“

thankfully he wasn’t

biggest kpop stan

he’s a boy group stan and his favorite group is ateez

constantly blasting guerilla too

also i feel like iii owns a tumblr blog too

he’d be out here posting some shih like “pov you’re locked in a room w him for twenty four hours and you have to tickle his balls wyd” 💀

he probably posts also moodboards or some shi and tags them like an actual tumblr blogger

#it took my ahh fifty hours to make this plz repost it

stalks his fans on twitter

gets scared by said fans on twitter

“wdym they wanna get me pregnant”

breaks his bass every four hours during practice and vessel chews his ahh out every time

but it’s funny because you’re always there to help him

➵ ivy

he likes to act like he’s tough shit but ivy is a huge nerd

literally the definition of “magical in bed” except the magic is him explaining the gaming system of magic the gathering

hot asf but has no bitches frfr

also the definition of loser trapped in a hottie’s body

i’d like to believe that ivy has a crunchy ipad kid cough

and i mean CRUNCHY. bro will start choking on his saliva and start coughing like a dying seal

it’s quite hilarious, but also concerning at the same time

the first time you heard him cough like that, you were like 😟

“AEUGH- HEUGH— BEUHSHAK-“ “ivy—“

that pretty sums up the entire interaction

this bitch looks like he ate glue as a kid

more specifically glitter glue. the pink kind.

idk that sounds like ivy

he gets literal death coffee in the morning too btw

no ice. no sugar. straight shots of espresso.

eight shots, btw.

the coffee looks blacker than the black hole.

iii tried some of his coffee one time and spat it all in your face. ivy watched with his hell coffee in hand as you beat the shit out of iii

yeah, safe to say ivy was banned from having that kind of coffee for a while

so yeah. that pretty much sums up the kind of person ivy is

[oizysian]

Maybe fluff and smut with Wanda x fem!reader where reader wants Wanda to finger her while eating her out but Wanda is scared she’ll hurt reader? Reader appreciates her concern but convinces Wanda to do it?

“I need you inside me.” You whisper softly, looking down at the beautiful brunette between your legs.

She looks up at you, confused, and licks her lips.

“You want me to …?”

You nod, an excited smile growing on your face.

“But, you’ve … we’ve never …”

“I know,” you prop yourself up on your elbows. “But, I’m ready. I love you.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” She shies away from your gaze, mind racing with intrusive thoughts.

“You won’t.” You whisper. “You could never hurt me.”

She took her bottom lip between her teeth, gnawing at it gently in thought. You watch her intently, when suddenly you’re hit with embarrassment.

“If you don’t want to, I understand.”

Her eyes shoot up to meet yours and she looks panicked.

“No! No, I-I do. I’ve just never …” she sighed. “I’m afraid. What if I do something wrong?”

You smiled slightly, bringing your hand down to cup her cheek.

“I’ll let you know. It’s my first time too. We can learn together, okay?”

She nods into your palm and you sigh in relief and happiness. If she hadn’t wanted to do it, you would’ve thought there was something wrong with you. But, she was just scared, like you were.

She presses a kiss to your open palm before returning her attention to the wetness at the apex of your thighs.

She writes her name on your clit with her tongue as she gently probes you with shaky fingers. The pressure is good, yet startling and you stiffen as she presses herself inside of you up to the knuckle.

She lifts her head, lips puffy, cheeks flushed, and looks at you to see your reaction.

“Is this okay?” Her fingers move slowly in and out of you and the sudden, sharp pain changes to a dull ache that you quickly identify as the need for her.

“Yes,” you whimper, a breathless whimper as you flop back down against the pillows, your arms feeling too weak to hold you up any longer. “I-it’s good.”

“Good?” She licks her lips again to get the taste of you back in her mouth.

Her two fingers curl upward and you tighten your legs around her hand, your hips raising and your mouth falling open at the feeling.

She sees that you are not hurt, not any longer, and that you are writhing in pleasure, so she continues to explore your aching cunt, bringing her other hand down to play with your pulsating clit.

Your fists ball up and you cover your eyes with them, the feeling of Wanda fucking you slowly, gently, lovingly, driving you mad.

“Look at me,” she demands softly, and you obey, teary eyed, but gasping in sheer pleasure. “Tell me what you feel.”

You look into her emerald eyes before a jolt of electricity struck your core; her fingers pumping in and out of you more confidently, with purpose and drive. She would bring you to the brink of white hot pleasure and force you to come crashing down.

“I feel …” you palmed your breasts, squeezing them and letting your fingers play with your hardened nipples. “I feel you.”

As she watched you, her confidence grew, and she brought her lips back to your clit, sucking and swirling her tongue along the throbbing bundle of nerves. You let out a soft gasp, a whimpering cry, but kept eye contact with her, wanting to watch her watching you come undone for her.

“W-Wanda, baby, I’m -” you stutter out, your voice getting caught in your throat as the feel of her overwhelms you.

She hums against you, her tongue still playing with your clit, flicking and licking teasingly. Her fingers pumped into you, squishy, wet sounds the only thing heard under your whimpering cries.

You twist and pinch your nipples, heightening your pleasure as a wave of ecstasy came crashing down upon you. You throw your head back and Wanda’s fingers continued to move inside you, her tongue frantic now against your clit. She drinks you in, not letting a drop of you go to waste.

Panting, you catch your breath, your vision going from blurry to focused, and you finally saw your perfect girlfriend in all of her glory, proud and confident in herself.

“You …” you breathed softly, words failing you.

“Shh,” she slipped her fingers out of you and brought them up to her mouth, sucking on them for a moment before removing them and sliding up your body, curling up next to you. “Relax, detka. Catch your breath.”

[guiltysungho]

can i request flirty jaehyun being playful and flirting w his shy crush 🩷💜

genre : tags. fluff, suggestive, office romance

pairing. coworker!jaehyun x gn!reader

wordcount. 708

a/n. thanks for the request i hope it lives up to your expectations. if not feel free to let me know :)

It was hard enough being completely enamored by your coworker, but now he just happened to occupy the seat right in front of you so your focus was often less on your work and more on Myung Jaehyun.

At first it was just simple glances in between working, but over time you found the glances would last a bit longer, analyzing his focused frown as he looked through documents. It was becoming obvious, even he could tell, catching you in your dazed stares loving how easily you shied away from his attention, anyone in the office could point out your attraction to your desk mate.

After ignoring most of your workload in the month just from the distraction in front of you, you were given the task to work overtime to make deadlines and you thought it would be a great opportunity to catch up on the work, but no.

He just happened to be working late, and so you ended up alone together and that only made your concentration scatter. You found yourself staring at your computer screen blankly, just so you didn’t look at him for too long, but when you did you could feel your attraction towards him build up all over again.

You had never seen him like this, he was always so well tidied in his suit, hair gelled and tie tight but right now he had you longing for something stronger. His hair had lost all structure, fluffy and messy, pushed up with his reading glasses as he ran his hands down his tired face. Your eyes trailed further down to his tie loosed around his neck, shirt buttoned down around the neck, you could peck further down maybe…

One glance up and you realize you were caught in your ogling, he tilted his head as a smug smile grew on his lips amused by how openly you were checking him out.

“Do you need something?” he asked taking off his glasses slipping them to hang on his neck line, making your eyes follow absentmindedly before darting up back to his face embarrassed by your lack of self control.

“No… I’m just… tired but thanks Jaehyun” You try your best to force out an excuse, “…for asking”

The funny part was that you couldn’t hold eye contact with him, his confidence made it hard for you to do anything around him, your gaze stayed fixed on random objects in the room till you had the courage to glance up.

Whenever you did, he’d have this daring smile as he listened to you it always made you nervous, your thoughts would feel incoherent and your words would come out a mess.

“I love the way you say my name, it’s kinda… erotic”

“N—no… it’s nothing like that.” he nods to your statement, acknowledging your denial seeing it as a sign to push a bit further.

“You’re getting a bit work up, I can’t be completely off track” you feel your cheeks heat up, avoiding his gaze as you thought of an explanation.

“We’re coworkers, I would never…”

“You would never?” he asks curiously, wheeling his chair over to you to face you directly. The words fall flat, with him directly in front of you, it felt impossible to lie when all you wanted to do was have him closer.

You look down at your hands fiddling with the hem of your skirt, “Yeah…”

His finger grazes the bottom of your chin, lifting your head up bringing your eyes back up to him, his gaze bounces from your lips back to your eyes in a flash almost making you feel like you dreamt it as you watched him wet his lips with his tongue.

“Tell me now, looking at me straight in the eyes. I’ll believe you then” something in the way he says it makes you do exactly as you were told, feeling his fingers on your chin as you got lost in the spell his eyes had cast on you.

“I want you to kiss me” you relax your gaze letting the words slip out breathily.

“That wasn’t so hard was it?” a smile played on his lips leaning in closer, eyes fixed down on your lips, ready to fulfill your wish.

[dmitriene]

ʀᴇꜱɪʟɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ.

❝ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 ❞ 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘹 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳.

❝ 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 ❞ 𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺.

❝ 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘴 ❞ 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵, 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘴, 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘰𝘯.

❝𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦❞ 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵!

 ✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3. ˑ༄

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, filling the room with a soft glow, and you stirred in your sleep, letting the warmth of the sheets envelop you, but something was missing.

Hesitantly, you sat up, blinking away the remnants of your dreams and focusing on the emptiness next to you — Leon was not there.

Yawning, you swung your legs off the bed and walked down the familiar, dimly lit hallways of your home, the sounds of cartoons quietly coming from the living room as curiosity drew you closer.

As you walked into the room, your heart instantly filled with warmth at the sight before you — there, sitting on the couch, was Leon, his strong arms wrapped around your newborn daughter.

She opened her eyes wide and was mesmerized by the colorful images on the television, her tiny fingers twitching in fascination.

Leon, dressed in a soft black shirt and a pair of comfortable sweatpants, looked so casual and effortlessly affectionate as he held her.

He fed her with a small spoon, carefully guiding it into her mouth, to which the baby's mouth obediently opened, and she swallowed every bite without fuss.

You couldn't help but smile intuitively, your heart filling with pride and love as you watched this enchanting scene.

The love in Leon's eyes as he looked at your child was undeniable, and your heart filled with gratitude for having such a caring and devoted husband.

You quietly walked towards the two of them and Leon immediately looked up, his eyes meeting yours and a warm, adoring smile spreading across his face.

He tilted his head, allowing you to kiss the top of his head, your lips brushing his dark hair.

— «You're up early» he whispered in a low voice so as not to disturb the baby, as he kissed her tiny forehead softly before turning his attention back to you.

You responded with a contented sigh, wrapping your arms around Leon's neck from behind — «I couldn't sleep without you next to me»

Leon laughed quietly — «Sorry for waking you, i just thought i'd give you a little break, let you catch up on some rest»

You kissed his cheek and played with his light stubble, enjoying the warmth of his skin on your lips — «You're an amazing father, you know that?»

A shy smirk tugged at the corners of Leon's lips, for as long as you remember him he had always been a man of action and never shied away from danger, but the prospect of fatherhood brought with it a different kind of uncertainty.

The responsibility was enormous, and he worried daily that he might not be good enough.

You nuzzled his cheek, whispering the words he desperately needed to hear — «You've been there every step of the way, from the moment we found out we were expecting, you've read every parenting book, you've painted the nursery, and you've put together the crib a thousand times, you're an incredible father»

Leon's eyes sparkled with excitement as he turned to face you, holding your baby carefully in his arms — «I love you» he whispered simply, placing a gentle kiss on your lips, pouring his gratitude into his actions.

As you looked at your daughter, her tiny fingers wrapped around Leon's, you felt a deep sense of satisfaction that this was your family, and it was wonderful.

Previously, a few weeks before your beautiful daughter was born, Leon had taken an extended leave from his demanding job — he was determined to dedicate every minute to being the best father he could be, and when your daughter was born, he stepped into that role with unwavering devotion.

His days were filled with changing diapers, feeding and rocking her crib at night to lull her to sleep, there were moments of frustration and sleepless nights, but Leon took it all calmly and stoically, his love for the child was unshakable.

Slowly, the days turned into weeks and you watched in awe at Leon's transformation — he was the one who calmed your daughter's cries and made her giggle with pleasure, he was the one who mastered the art of swaddling and could sing lullabies that instantly calmed her down.

You fell in love with him all over again as you witnessed the depth of his love for his family — he was your partner in every way, sharing with you the joys and challenges of parenthood.

As you stood together and looked at your baby, mesmerized by the colorful images on TV, you knew this was a moment worth cherishing, an unspoken understanding that your family was everything you could ever want.

Leon continued to feed the baby, his warm smile never fading as he whispered words of praise and encouragement to her, and you couldn't help but melt at the sight of his unwavering devotion, your heart filled with love for both of them over and over again.

After a few more spoons, the baby finished her breakfast, and Leon gently wiped her mouth with a soft cloth and held her close to him, to which she yawned and her tiny hands reached for his shirt.

With a gentle smile, he began rocking her back and forth, calming her into a state of relaxation.

You leaned over and whispered — «You're a natural, Leon, she adores you»

Leon turned and looked at you, a mixture of pride and love on his face — «I can't believe how lucky i am» he murmured — «I was scared, you know, about being a father, i didn't think i could do it»

You hugged him from behind tighter, resting your head on his shoulder — «You've done more than i could have ever hoped for, you're an incredible father, and you've brought so much happiness into our lives»

All of this time, Leon's gaze never left your daughter — «I love her so much» he said, his voice full of emotion.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at him, and you were filled with love and gratitude for him, knowing that you had chosen the right partner to embark on the journey of parenthood, and at that moment you were very happy.

Hugging him, your daughter settled between you as you shared another family moment of deep warmth and love — your little one was surrounded by the unwavering love of her parents, and in her innocent eyes she saw nothing but the purest form of love.

While the TV continued to show cartoons, the room was filled with Leon's quiet lullabies, and an atmosphere of absolute love and contentment reigned.

Your heart was full, and in this simple, everyday moment, you knew that you couldn’t dream of anything more.

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[my313]

instagram bf!beomgyu 🐻📷

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⋆ pairing: bf!beomgyu x f!reader

⋆ warnings/themes: fluff, pda, paris trip w gyu, has some insta story pics, suggestive at the end but not rly?, i love writing cute whipped men beomgyu will not be exempt!!!!

a/n: only a few days until cb!! so have this hehe <3 been thinking abt it since he opened his insta acc .. and the amount of pics hes taken for user page.soobin!!! me 🤝 beomu photographer agenda

your friends compliment how well your paris pictures turned out, gushing about how they can tell you’re glowing even through their phone screens. one of them even asks how you smile so genuinely. your colleague asks how your candids look picture-perfect, as if the sun knew when to kiss your skin, or when the moon illuminated the swell of your cheeks, and especially as if the camera just knew when to shoot.

there is no magic to your pictures, but you have something — rather, someone — quite close.

your boyfriend of many years, choi beomgyu, had always had a knack for making things appear more beautiful in his capable, calloused hands. though, if he heard you now, he’d give you a scolding, “the camera just captures your beauty. it’s not any of my doing, babe.”

maybe that’s a half-truth, but you know that your boyfriend definitely works his magic on you.

because when beomgyu has a lens in his hold, be it your phone or an ebay-bought digicam; it’s his love for you that carries. every frame that manages to reach yours or his instagram following, even the ones tucked safely behind your phone case and in his wallet.

it’s all a culmination of beomgyu’s lovestruck gaze, his animated attempts of hyping you up, the jokes you pass back and forth, and the utter adoration you have for him.

you vividly remember the night you and beomgyu aimlessly strolled around paris. the streets would appear dull to many, but you and beomgyu could make any city an enamoring experience with your uncontrollable fits of laughter, mischievous giggles, and the comical sway of your clasped hands back and forth.

like most tourists, you end up by the eiffel tower.

when beomgyu unclasps your hands to paw at the lens cover of his camera, you laugh. “isn’t it illegal to take pictures here at night?”

he moves the camera to his face, trying to look through the viewfinder with one eye shut. “you know what’s illegal, baby?” he redirects his gaze to your unassuming face, the camera moved to the side.

“hm?” your head tilts, genuinely curious.

beomgyu bites down on his lip to hide the growing smile he always can’t seem to control when you’re at mercy to his foolishness. one of the things he loves about you is the way you’re simultaneously gullible and quick enough to join the banter he sets up.

his index finger positions itself on the button readily, shifting back to cameraman mode with the chunky piece of technology blocking out his face.

“to not take photos of my gorgeous, most prettiest, scrumptious, girlfriend that i can frame and put up everywhere.” click.

you stare at him, dumbfounded. even more confused by the click of his camera. you don’t hear it again until seconds later when you throw your head back to let out a boisterous laugh; the ridiculous kind that only beomgyu loves and other tourists hate. click.

when your face is back in the viewfinder, beomgyu shoots again. it feels as though the lens is brought to a new life when you’re the muse, because beomgyu’s rose-coloured gaze shifts the world the camera sees through a pinkish filter — one with hearts and sparkles everywhere. all because of you.

the warmly-lit eiffel tower shies in comparison to the warmth of the grin etched on your lips, cheeks about to burst. click. click. click. one more with flash.

beomgyu makes a halt, capping the lens and slinging the camera over his neck again. you’re calming down from your laughing fit, but you still clutch at your stomach breathlessly. beomgyu takes this as a chance to walk over and take you into his arms.

he nestles you into him, letting you rest your head on his chest like you were too shy to look up at him. a chaste kiss to your forehead prompts you to look up at beomgyu. he smiles fondly at you, “wanna see the photos?”

you grumble, falling back into his chest. his hearty laugh makes you feel the vibrations, and you can’t picture being with anyone else in this lifetime or the next. “i guess…”

he lets you pull away, but only so far. beomgyu’s arms never stray too far, especially when he’s not holding your hand. he wraps an arm around your waist and huddles you in, like showing you these candid pictures of you laughing at his nth stupid joke was some top secret.

“this one’s gonna be a banger, babe…” he scrolls through the camera’s memory roll. “credit me when you post, okay?” he pouts at you.

you roll your eyes, more dotingly than in irritation. “clout chaser…”

“nooo..” he whines.

“i just want people to see who’s behind the camera, making you laugh, seeing you at your most beautiful.” beomgyu’s shift from teasing to sentimental has you cooing. you can’t help but give him a little head pat, one of his favourite forms of affection. like a puppy.

you nod, laughing along. “don’t worry, everyone knows. but i’ll do it for you, my struggling artist~”

“i won’t be struggling anymore if you gimme kiss,” back to taking jabs. his lips are in a pout and you’re tempted to pinch them with your fingers, knowing he’ll grumble cutely.

“c’mon, it’s commission for the photos. good deal, right?”

you peck his lips multiple times, then one on either side of his cheek. by the time you finish, he looks like a smiling fool. you poke at his whisker dimples while your other hand holds his hand.

“i’ll give you an even better payment if we go back to the hotel now. what d’you think, pretty boy?”

beomgyu has never walked that fast in his life.

[songsofadelaide]

HII OMG EVER SINCE I FOUND OUT U TOO WERE A FILO I CANT HELP BUT THINK ABT HOSHINA TAMPUHIN MOMENTS WHERE READER IS EQUAL PARTS FOND AND EXASPERATED 😭😭😭 if its ok to request it i would like to request uhh how reader and hoshina deal with each others tampo moments HAHSHAHA and if possible it ends with fluff and just them being cute tgthr and rllllyyy weird req: u know how u get cuteness aggression…. this but w hoshina and he bites his partner’s cheeks 😭😭 OK BYE

ANON as a playful biter and someone who experiences a lot of gigil this is so cute loool! Here's your reminder to playfully bite your loved ones every once in a while. ✨

cw: established relationship + playful biting

There were days when it felt like you and the Vice Captain were the only two people in the world. That was true at times, but perhaps the people at base were also getting better at gossiping much more quietly. Today was the former.

With the rookies now assigned to their respective platoons, and with most of them currently off-duty, it truly felt like you and the Vice Captain were the only two people in the world. (In the base, at least.) Your platoon's days off won't be until next week, so you and your crew ran the scene at the base, along with Vice Captain Hoshina, who just happened to be the person in charge at that time.

Everyone at the base knew of your relationship with the Vice Captain, especially your platoon, so they weren't entirely surprised by the pleasant coincidence that he definitely did not orchestrate.

"Vice Captain! You promised you'd have lunch with me today!"

Though if it was supposed to be a coincidence, that didn't sound like the case by the way you irritatedly evaded Soshiro's attempts at cornering you. You were excited all morning but it died out when you found out that the Vice Captain had lunch with your Operations Leaders.

It certainly was a treat for your platoon members to see their usually cool superior play catch and tag with you at the canteen, even though that wasn't exactly what you two were doing at the moment.

"I know you're only saying you already ate because you want me to get off your case!" You stated as you slid to the other end of a long table. "I want you to eat right!"

"But I have been eatin' right!" Soshiro replied as he tried to catch you from another end of another long table. The younger officers paid you no mind as they carried on with their meals, shaking their heads, chuckling and sighing to themselves because it was just another day at work.

"Coffee and sweets aren't a meal!" You shot back at him across the floor, another long table parting you from his reach.

"I said get over here! It's an order!" He paused in his tracks, only for you to be caught off-guard as he slid under the table and grabbed you by the ankle.

"You can't order me around today! Ack!—"

The dull thud as you hit the floor did not arouse any reaction from your officers, and you contemplated if you could even trust them with your life if they weren't even going to do anything about what was happening to you right now.

Then again, they were smart enough to recognise a playful lovers' spat...

The two of you sat on the floor, your Vice Captain holding you in a lock with his arms now, but the way he held you felt more like boyfriend than superior at present.

"There we go. Now that yer seated, we can finally talk."

"You're insufferable!" You squirmed in his arms, only for him to retaliate in a way that wasn't new but was totally unexpected given your current location.

Soshiro sank his teeth into your warm cheek, with just enough force to render you stiff in his embrace. It was a playful and loving little bite that still left a light ring in the shape of his mouth on your embarrassed visage.

"You BIT me! You bit me, you little shi—"

The sound of his tender and pleased laughter reverberated in your chest, the kind that made you forget all about why you were mad in the first place. "Uh-uh. You better watch whatever name you call me, my dearest Platoon Leader."

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[xuchiya]

gamer moments

₊˚.༄ || soft valentines m.list || hongjoong || seonghwa || yunho || yeosang || san || mingi || wooyoung || jongho || ₊˚.༄

having a gamer boyfriend, yunho would probably be convincing you to play valorant. the amount of patience he has when you were struggling is a big green waving flag.

"stay there babe, jett will be there any moment." yunho, using chamber, as his valorant character, he went on a different direction making you panic initially, "w-wait yu-" it was the last countdown before the shield disolves, scaring you more. you right click to move the scope close to you and aim at the character--jett. you kept firing until you saw it laying on the ground, dead. a wash of relief covers your body, as you take cover behind the boxes to reload as you finish reloading, you were met with another enemy-- omen and before you could even aim, you were killed.

you smack the table out in frustration, opening your mouth to curse at the character and the gmaer behind, "ARGH YOU DIM-!"

"language!" yunho called, laughs at your unexpected reaction. his game play was smooth, knows the angle, how to use his weapons, understand the flow of his character. he's amazing.

the next round came, the other and another until it was a deathmatch; one more point between your team as the defender and your enemies (attacker) will determine your victory or defeat.

It was moment of, ironically, death or life in the game. you can feel the pressure as yunho look at you with a glint of determination, "you can do this babe!" he cheered, his wide grin knocking off your scared senses, rotating your shoulders as your fingers hover on the key and gripping your mouse tightly in your hand.

"to victory!" you look at him with a smirk, he nodded laughing at your sudden boost of confidence. he leans in to place a quick kiss on your lips, just right as the shield dissolve and the deathmatch begins.

"ah shi- no!" it was for a brief moment that you saw chamber (yunho's character) fell on the ground, dead, made your heart race a lot and face burning as the sudden thought of carrying this whole game on your shoulder as the best player is out.

there's only you and Neon left, and 3 more other players on the opposing side. Neon manage to kill one of the players before she was killed by Omen. Your worst enemy since the beginning.

"you can do it babe!" for a first time player, you had a good grip of learning your character immediately. you were walking around, looking for a place to spike the plant. Sound of the metal clanging on the ground as the spike is planted and the automated voice of announcing of your plantation. yunho was watching on his seat, not giving you any words except of encouragement.

"my babe has 23 kills? holy shi-" yunho gape at the screen as he checks every players status and seeing your kills for a first time player is shocking. you were focusing on the game when the screen showed a red paint, indicating you were hit.

immediately, aiming at sage. she was an easy hit for you, but the last one will be a little difficult. you walk around but staying in the same area as the spike; just as you predicted, the last player was diffusing the spike.

in a swift moment, your fingers press on the keys and in a blur of the moment, the screen showed a green banner. victory.

"LET'S GO!!" yunho cheered, standing up. you removed your headphones; not believing the actual victory. yunho grab your hands, hugging you whilst jumping around, "my babe is pro gamer!"

you laugh at his enthusiasm but jump along with the victory. even if you failed multiple times, yunho's patience never waver. he was always been there for you, to see you struggle and stand back up, to see you cry and wipe them on your own and to see you defeated and to gain victory on your own.

you look up to him, arms wrap around his waist, eyes twinkling in admiration, "well i have the best gamer-teacher..." his ears redden at the unexpected compliment, yunho looks at your with the same eyes; full of affection. he leaned down, catching your lips with his. it molded perfectly.

he pulled away, pecking your nose before pulling you down with him on his gaming chair, "i know the game can be tiring so i'm letting you rest up while i go for another game." you chuckle, adjusting yourself on his lap. he knew you so well that things like this are new to you and that made you drain, mentally and physically.

you rest your head on his shoulders while he left light kisses on your head as the match began.

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[ultrone]

just saw your hcs about fuckgirl!nat and they were so good that got me thinking... what if she fell in love with reader? how would nat convince R that she wants more than a few nights together?

⨳﹙❤️‍🩹 ♰﹚fuckgirl!nat falling in love w reader

omgg i love this thought <33 — context

at first, she'd ignore it, avoiding thinking about it altogether. she liked doing her own thing, so admitting her feelings, even to herself, wasn't her style. deep down, though, she knew. but whether she admitted it to herself or not, you didn't pay much mind, since she kept her cool as always.

then, a conflict started brewing inside her. on one side, she craved a real connection with you, but on the other, she preferred independence and shied away from commitment. sometimes, she'd ponder over it while watching you sleep peacefully beside her. but once she left your dorm, she'd throw herself into other things to keep her mind off it.

but gradually, she began showing her feelings through actions instead of words, even if she didn't intend to.

the first thing that gave it away was that she didn't call it quits with you after the two weeks mark. she brushed it off, saying she just really enjoyed being with you—sexually, of course. but who was she kidding? she didn't even last a week with the hottest girl on the hockey team.

around the third week, she started sleeping in. that was unusual for her; she usually slipped out before her fling woke up, or at least tried to. but now, she lingered, whether it was staying in bed longer or sitting by your window to smoke. whenever you woke up, she was there.

she cared about her self-image, though, so she tried not to do anything that seemed inconsistent with her usual behaviour. so even though she was doing these things, she'd play it off like, "my roommate’s being annoying these days. don’t feel like heading back if that's cool with you lol," and then end up staying over the entire week 😭

at first, whenever she noticed you were awake, she'd just leave without much conversation. but as time went on, you two started talking. it began with small talk, but then turned into long conversations. slowly, she started opening up to you, sharing things she hadn't with any of her previous flings. they weren't too personal, just stuff like her favourite songs, opinions on certain topics, even her favourite disney princess—yeah, she has one. it might've seemed trivial, but it meant something.

but alongside this, she started sending you mixed signals; sometimes she'd be affectionate and intimate, but then she'd pull away and act distant. the more she shared with you and the closer you got, the more distant she became at times. once, she didn't even come over for a whole week.

naturally, you started to worry because now you felt closer to her than ever before.

“it’s not that deep bruh, i’m just busy with homework. don’t feel like screwing tonight anyway,” she’d say. and her words stung, because you didn't see her as just a fling anymore. but maybe you misjudged her, and the rumours were true. maybe she really didn't give a shit.

so, of course, you started pulling away too. even when she tried reaching out and acting like she hadn't been a jerk, you kept your distance. you ignored her texts and calls, locked your door at night, and avoided her on campus.

eventually, she got the message and left you alone, moving on to the next person.

nat never admitted it, but after things ended between you two, she hardly felt satisfied with anyone else. she'd pretend she was, but truth be told, whenever she closed her eyes, she'd think of you. the sounds you made, the way your skin felt against hers, your hitched breaths against her ear—it was only when she thought of you that she'd climax.

she’d also remember those mornings you spent together, her fingers through your hair while you slept, stopping as soon as she felt you stir.

though there was still no contact, you couldn't help but notice her from afar. catching her staring at you often, she'd quickly look away, but it happened too frequently to be coincidental. it happened in the cafeteria, the locker room, even the library—what was she doing there anyway? she didn't even study.

it wasn't until some other girl got overly touchy and flirty with you at a party that nat finally reached out.

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natalie, nursing a cheap beer in her hand, watched with silent fury as the girl wrapped her arms around you. she cursed to herself, taking a swig of her drink to calm her nerves. it was ridiculous how possessive she felt. she knew she had no right to feel jealous since she'd never even made her thoughts known to you, but there it was–jealousy bubbling beneath the surface. angry at herself, natalie pushed through the crowd, stepping between the two of you.

"excuse me," she interrupted the interaction, the other girl stepping back in surprise. her voice held a dangerous undertone, the mocking tone replaced by a sharp edge. "she’s with me."

with a forceful grip on your arm, natalie pulled you aside, leading you towards the balcony. the cool air outside felt refreshing in comparison to the warm, stuffy atmosphere indoors. she pushed you up against the railings with little effort, standing so close that her body almost brushed up against yours. her breath hung heavy in the still air, her grip tight around your arm.

“so,” she said, her tone soft yet menacing at the same time. “are you with her?”

"so?" you retorted defiantly. "why do you even care?" your words sounded harsher than intended, but you were growing annoyed. she had ignored you and now acted possessive? no fucking way.

her grip tightened around your arm, the change of tone in her voice making her serious. "don't play dumb," she said forcefully. "just answer the question."

"i'm not playing dumb, and screw you," you said angrily, moving your hand away from her grip and pushing her away. "you treated me like shit and then acted like nothing happened, and now you're being all territorial?" you asked incredulously. "what's your fucking problem? do you have any idea how much pain you put me through when you ghosted me?"

she stepped back, surprised by your sharp words. for a few moments, she stood still, seemingly stunned by your response. her face remained expressionless, but from the quick way her gaze darted to the ground, she appeared to be caught off guard. eventually, she straightened up, a bit of coldness settling in her demeanor.

"my problem?" she replied. “you’re my fucking problem!”

"why the fuck would i be the problem?" you demanded, your voice rising slightly.

"why would you be the problem?" natalie echoed, her voice tinged with frustration. "because every damn time i try to move on, i see you everywhere. i hear you and think of those days we spent together. every time i try to just go and be with someone else, i’m always thinking of you instead."

you stood there, taken aback by natalie's raw confession. her words hung heavy in the air, punctuating the tension between you. "shit, natalie," you said, your voice softer now, your anger dissipating into a mix of frustration and empathy. "why didn't you say something? we could have talked about this."

"i couldn't," she admitted frankly, her expression softening slightly. a brief silence followed, the sound of traffic below filling the air. "i was scared," she confessed. "i've never felt this way about anyone. and you know my reputation, i don't exactly fit the 'girlfriend material' mold," she added with an ironic chuckle.

"so, i stayed away," she went on. "i convinced myself i could just stick to the usual. have a fling, move on, forget. but it never worked." there was another pause, this one lasting longer than it should. the atmosphere between you grew heavy, almost like a weight pressing down. "i’ve been trying to move on from you for so long," she confessed, "but no matter how many other people i tried to be with, no one ever measured up. nothing felt the same."

"the way i could just watch you for hours as you slept beside me, the way i always looked forward to sneaking into your dorm at night, the way my hands trembled when you touched me, or the way my heart raced every time i thought about you..."

she had to pause to gather herself, her voice starting to crack and falter as she continued. "i was scared to feel that, so i avoided it."

a heavy silence hung in the air as nat took a deep breath, finally calming down.

"then i realized," she continued, a newfound seriousness in her voice. "that no matter how many shitty one-night stands i had, no matter how many random people i tried to distract myself with, none of it mattered. i would always come back to you, to those feelings that i've tried my damn hardest to run away from."

she stepped closer, her voice lowering to a barely audible whisper.

“but now, i'm willing to put all that aside, because i know what i want."

as nat finished speaking, her words hanging in the charged air between you, she closed the distance between you with a determined step. without hesitation, she reached up, gently cupped your face in her hands, and pressed her lips softly against yours. the kiss was tender yet full of the intensity of her emotions, conveying everything she couldn't put into words. you couldn’t resist returning the kiss, missing the familiar taste of her lips, like cheap beer and cigarettes. as she pulled you closer by the waist, you wrapped your arms around her neck.

"i want you," she continued after breaking the kiss, her voice firmer and more certain. "i want to be with you. i know i haven't treated you fairly, i know i've made a lot of mistakes, but i promise i'm willing to change all that."

you looked into her eyes, searching for any signs of dishonesty, but found none. “if you ever hurt me, i swear i’ll fucking kill you, natalie,” you said seriously. "i'm not just a toy for you to play with, do you understand?"

"i'm never going to hurt you," she replied softly, her hands still gently caressing your waist. "i know i've been a jerk, i know i've been distant, but trust me, i'm not going to do that again. not when you mean this much to me," she said sincerely.

"you mean it?" you asked, feeling the tension in your chest release as you saw the honesty in her eyes. "you're not going to disappear like you did last time?"

"i promise i will never break your trust again," she said solemnly. this time, her words sounded more genuine, as if she believed them herself. she tightened her grip on your waist and continued, "from now on, i’ll always be upfront with you, no matter how messy or hard it gets. i won't give you any more mixed signals."

“well, looks like i’ve gotta believe you now,” you said, suppressing a smile. “i'm ready to trust you again; let's just hope it works out this time.”

the two of you stood in silence for a while, soaking in the moment and each other's presence. you couldn't help but notice the faint smile on natalie's face, as if she was just as relieved as you were to be together again. then, she finally broke the silence.

"so, does that mean you’re my girlfriend now?" she asked, a playful smile spreading across her face.

“all yours,” you replied, pulling her into a deep kiss, which she eagerly returned.

[violettwrites]

can you please please please write something about domestic life with daryl?

a/n: hi nonnie thank u for sending this in bcos i love soft!dary and domestic life w daryl is just soft as shi ALL THE TIME but if you’d like smth a bit longer just yell at me in my inbox again for smth 🫶🏻

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domestic life with daryl is honestly just pure bliss. your mornings usually start with him rolling over and wrapping his arms around you with his head against your chest while you play with his hair, or if he’s up and ready for work he’s bringing two mugs of coffee up to your bedroom and enjoying the morning together before he heads off to work. you often bring him lunch to work, leaving cute notes and the occasional cheeky polaroid in his lunch bag. and sometimes if he’s got a free day he does the same, bringing lunch and your usual coffee order to work to get you through the rest of the day.

your evenings usually consist of snuggling up together on the couch, cooking dinner together— which consists of music playing through the speaker while you both dance and giggle and just enjoy each other’s company. you always sit at the dining table together as well, talking about your days, your pasts, and anything else you can think of— nothing is too small to bring up in conversation.

while daryl showers before bed, you’re always tucked in first, your nose in a book with the sound of the shower in the background. you can smell his shampoo and body wash wafting from the ensuite, the comforting smell sometimes lulling you to sleep before he’s even out of the shower. if you do fall asleep, he takes the time to be quiet and lock the house up before he comes back upstairs, sliding into bed and pulling your sleeping body into his, gently tracing lines up and down your back.

weekends where you’re both not working are always spent together as well. in the mornings you’ll either go get breakfast at one of your favourite cafes, enjoying the atmosphere and time together before going for a walk, often finding some kind of market or just heading to the park or the beach, fingers intertwined and coffees in your free hands. if you decide to stay in for the morning, you’ll make breakfast and sit down on the couch, either watching whatever tv show you’re bingeing at the time or letting daryl make you watch a million youtube videos on his current hyperfixation, wether it be the lore of a video game he’s currently playing or 50 different videos on the same motorcycle he really wants to buy.

date nights are important to him as well. he loves telling you to get dolled up for the evening so he can take you out to your favourite spot in your city. he always scrubs up nice as well. he’ll be an absolute gentleman— pulling out your chair for you, letting you order first, and always paying for the meal. no matter what argument you put up.

once dinner is over, the two of you always go and get ice cream. wether it be from the little ice cream parlour down the main street, or just a mcflurry from mcdonald’s. sweet treats are always a must after date nights.

when you guys get back home, you’re both quick to swap out of your clothes into pyjamas— daryl’s consisting of his sweatpants and a shirt, and often you just steal one of his shirts. you both cuddle up on the couch with a movie on, just basking in each others company.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

random question: but how does miss raven feel about technology? or like, what's her relationship w it? I was thinking about "man if I was a bird and got turned into a human I'd be so confused in general but specifically about technology as a concept" and then I went: wait. that could potentially create some silly miss raven scenarios 😭

I believe I’ve mentioned it once or twice (so it is easily overlooked lore), but Miss Raven is not very good with tech. The reasoning for that is the same as what you suggested; being a creature of the natural world, she’s not familiar with machines in general. There was just no chance for her to get exposed to these types of things in the forest.

Some things she has learned to use after coming to NRC. For example, she can use microwaves, her phone, the internet, and keyboards (though she still prefers handwriting when possible). Miss Raven does use a computer to archive her writing and to contribute to the NRC Newspaper Club though! She’s not familiar with the technologies that are less pragmatic to her. For example, cars (since mirror travel is possible) and social media (since that’s not a necessity). I’d like to say that she’s quick on the uptake and willing to adapt to technologies she thinks may be of use to her, though of course there will be that initial confusion and stumbling through the basics.

I think this would mainly affect her relationship dynamics with the Magicam influencers (Cater + Vil) and the Ignihyde duo and Malleus.

Cater would be shocked to find out “a cute girl like Rae-chan doesn’t have a Magicam account?!” and pester her to make one so they can connect (this is just a ploy for him to use her for clout/j). At his insistence, she does end up making an account but uses it to infrequently post really bad photos… usually blurry or with her thumb in the frame or extreme close-ups of food or local birds. No selfies! Cater cries a little seeing her posts show up on his feed.

Vil isn’t as impacted by her lack of tech literacy. They already have some rapport built since Miss Raven willingly approached him to learn about manners and social etiquette in order to better pass as human. Vil also looks out for her in that he scolds her for being too naive and cautions her against “suspicious men”. He doesn’t know about her personal life in fine detail, but I think he can just SENSE the bad taste in men on her. I see it as a big brother-little sister or a mentor-mentee dynamic. When Vil learns that she made a Magicam account, he just goes “good for you” and encourages her to spread her wings + learn new skills (ie navigating social media). “But be certain that you do not disgrace yourself! The internet will never forget a single mistake.”

Idia dies even more than Cater does 💀 Wdym Raven-shi doesn’t know her way around a motherboard and hasn’t played a single video game in her life?! And she hasn’t touched a computer or a phone until very recently?! She hasn’t lived ‘til now!! He’d probably pop off on a long-winded tirade about the topic, which completely shocks her. Once Idia is done insulting Miss Raven, he’d give her a laundry list of media to consume (because she “has so much to catch up on”), including his favorites like Star Rogue and Sled Over Heels. Is this… considered bonding??? It definitely doesn’t feel like it.

Ortho is actually someone I consider a friend to Miss Raven. They’re both anomalies at NRC, so they sort of gravitated to one another and help amplify each other’s natural curiosities. They often ask the other about their lived experiences or any questions they have about being a living piece of tech or how it’s like living in a forest. Whenever Miss Raven is confused about tech, she knows she can ring up Ortho for help (Idia is too overwhelming for her)!

Malleus is pleased to learn that there is another at NRC like him. He feels that they have a certain kinship because of this commonality. Malleus ominously hovers nearby in hopes that she, too, will notice this kinship and exchange contact information with him. Unfortunately, it has the opposite effect and leaves her confused as to what he could possibly need from her. (She tries to keep the relationship professional; she’s just the one who acts as messenger and delivers notes from the dorm leader meetings he’s always missing.) I think this is a fun way to incorporate Maleficent and Diablo’s master-minion relationship into Malleus and Raven’s relationship—

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TWST OC INTRODUCTION - TCOAV

Yuu Shi - First Half of the Whole

Name: Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?

Alias: Yuu Shi

Nicknames: Shishi, Moonflower, Catfishy, Trickster, Reine du Rock

Gender: Female

Pronouns: Any with she/her preference

Sexuality: Pansexual

Birthday: November 29

Age: 18 in canon TWST age, 20 in TCOAV AU

Height: 5'9 or 176cm

Voice Claim(s): Oktavia and Will Stetson

Twisted from: Wouldn't you like to know, w-

Unique Magic: N/A

Grade: Freshman

Class: 1-A, 3-D, a few others... guys, I think Crowley screwed up.

Hobbies: Singing, acting, playing guitar, playing piano, playing violin, performing covers of songs, dancing.

Likes: Dogs, cats, snow, the color red, gold, alternative rock music (or almost any music, really), fashion.

Dislikes: Caffeine, improper self care, being touched by strangers, Christmas music, children, coffee, alcohol.

Fears: Spiders, bugs, snakes, becoming disconnected with the people she loves.

Summary: The prefect of Ramshackle dorm. Known for being shrouded in gossip and secrecy, she is on a mission to learn all she can about the world outside her home. Why, you ask? So she can maintain just as much power as the other students of Night Raven College.

Filled to the brim with wit and faux charisma, Yuu adores the spotlight. She isn't one to care whether the attention is good or bad, as long as it is on her... That is, if they have less influence than she does. She is fluent in acting, lying, kissing up, and manipulating people to get on their good side. Those who are placed above her on the social ladder will be very familiar with it.

Yuu couldn't give less of a shit about morals. She finds survival, safety, and social standing to be much more important. It doesn't matter who she has to metaphorically stomp on. Her desire for power to obtain safety, though, stems from a long list of insecurities. Don't get me wrong, her vanity isn't just for show, but she is, indeed, capable of feeling guilt.

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Author's Notes: "Yuu" is a character who has been around as an idea for a long time, approximately just as long as Jocia, but she wasn't anything more than a plot device until around 2018. I finally fully developed her and gave her a set design and personality that was more than just "Jocia's twin." Previously she acted as a goal to work towards in some of my stories, but now she often takes on the role of antagonist or a foil character.