#sean darling pet

[centuriantalevevo]

Bro my writing for the yandere scenarios of Darling Pet characters was SO FUCKING GOOD that when I was thinking back on them, I thought they were a whole ass different post by an entirely different person. I remembered each detail, primarily Ray's details for being a yandere aND I COMPLETELY FORGOT I WAS THE ONE WHO WROTE THIS SHIT UNTIL I WENT BACK TO THIS POST-

I THOUGHT SOMEONE ELSE WROTE THE YANDERE SCENARIOS, THAT'S HOW GOOD IT WAS- HELP- 😭😭😭

EYO BOIS ITS HORNY HOURS CUZ I DON'T POST THAT SHIT NEARLY ENOUGH LMAO- I AM INDOCTRINATING ALL OF YOU INTO DARLING PET

NSFW

Including very heavy size kink, size difference, breeding, you name it we got it- unless it's weird- breeding? bOOM- feral? douBLE BOOM! Primal? HERE- size kink? Size difference? baM BAM! Exhibitionism? FUCK IT SEMI PUBLIC! Instinctual shit? WHY NOT??? YOU WANNA BE BRED BY ALL 4 OF THEM? BITCH AIGHT POLYAMORY LETS GO- we have knots, we have breeding kink, we have heights, we have jealousy, hell I can make you or the character a fucking yandere- we got cockwarming

Let's go bois

Sitting on Ray's cock while he just thinks of ideas for a novel... or actually writing one- (that sounds like Ike lmao- Ike but a snake, gg)

Cockwarming 11/10

Which way you're facing is up to you- I'd probably prefer facing forward however facing him and rest head on chest 👌👌👌👌

He's prolly the most patient actually-

But eventually perhaps he mAY give in and fuck you on the desk.

I literally have imagined- its breeding season for all of them- still with me? Perfection. It's breeding season for all of them- you casually walking through the hall and first getting yoinked into Ian's room, him proceeding to fuck your brains out- he tries to get you to stay but "I have to feed my cat dude..."

Luke is next, he yoinks you in- he's a bunny... this has GOTTA be good-

And it is lmao-

Breed like rabbits I guess

Same thing, he clings on for you to stay but once again you haven't even made it to the kitchen to feed your damn cat-

Sean grabs you, same thing all over again- OH! Do note Sean has you on doggy style, Ian... he just said random bullshit go lmao- he probably did a mix of doggy style, mating press, OH he may have had you in missionary idfk- Luke absolutely had you in... idfk what the position is called however its the position where the person on bottom is on their side with one leg up, usually over the others shoulder. I don't care to remember names of it.

He gets you to stay the longest only because he's especially stronger however you still weasel your way out- how dare you. Rude ass.

You make it to the kitchen HOWEVER COMMA you have a feeling someone is trailing you.... watching you. Who is the only person you hadn't seen yet? Hm....

You get to feed your cat finally and are getting some like... cereal... and you swear you can feel someone behind you without them even touching you.

"Ray I swear to god if it's you I WILL find a way to throw you." Silence

Then you turn around and despite expecting it, he still makes you jump. Right behind you with a small, maybe slightly dazed?? Smile. Every time.

"God dammit Ray" "Sorry, it's just funny to scare you like that. You've finally been able to identify it's me without even hearing me." "That's exactly HOW I know it's you. The others have some sort of audio que, you don't. No wonder you're a snake. They're quiet as hell- can you please make a hissing sound or something?"

Ray pretends to think and just shakes his head "that takes the fun away~"

Of course-

Yes he is canonically quiet as hell for absolutely no reason- he scares the MC everytime because of that lmao

Its great tho

Then he cages you between the counter

"Ray, not you too... I hoped you wouldn't..." "Well actually it took longer to kick in than everyone else." "With great wisdom comes great control I guess-"

I'm a meme lord leave me the fuck alone I will word shit the way a wish if you don't like IT DUXKING LEAVE- DICJW

ANYWAYS!

Of course him being the oldest out if everyone of course he's definitely got his kinks sorted

"We're in the kitchen!?" "Your point?" 🗿

He bends you over the kitchen counter and fucks you like it's the end of the world- how were you walking even after the first 3?? No clue, it was miraculous. You must feed the cat, obviously.

Oh but he fills you so well like everyone else.

He carries you back to his room and now you're stuck there because you're absolutely not escaping this mans. If he wants you there yOU STAY THERE- even if he's in the most vulnerable of states, when he's going through ecsidysis (I can't spell lmao) he will keep you in his room at all costs.

Okay bUT- Ray will also absolutely fuck you later too. Does he have a favorite position? No because he cannot choose, they're all good.

Okay that's a lie he does quiet like the mating press and doggy style- no I'm not projecting zIP!

He will hold you by your throat, with your back against him, and fuck into you as much as he likes. But it feels good so you don't complain lmao-

Who is into what?

Ian is likely into semi public stuff, hell he'll get brave enough to just fuck you in the like... make over room he stays in in-between shoots because he's a fucking model.

Sean? No, he prefers to keep it private. It typically stays in the bedroom HOWEVER, breeding season is the exception, at that point he'll fuck you anywhere as long as it's in the house.

Luke... He'd fuck you in the car bro. Or anywhere in the house... he may prefer his room cuz of the bed tho. Pampered boi needs to stay pampered okay? Soft for days.

Ray is the party bro- I'm cONVINCED. He's stated he's lived longer than everyone else in the group. Hell it was either Luke or Ian who called him grandpa lmao- his profile says "33(??)", so he's definitely had more life experience. That being said he's definitely into a lot more risky stuff. He's lived long enough, he was successful as Darcy, I don't think he gives a shit at this point- he'll fuck you in broad daylight bro. And no one will realize it. You could be in a damn restaurant sitting with his cock in you and no one would be the wiser. He's so calm. Also if you're like me and not stimulated as easily, that's finessed instantly.

At the movies? He'll absolutely touch you during that. I promise he'll get away with even having you sit on his cock bro.

Don't get me started on if we make him a Yandere, y'all already know he CAN AND WILL WIN THAT- so would Sean but because of totally different reasons.

Bro you know the museum he takes us to?? For the Darcy showing or whatever? He will absolutely fuck you there, TEST HIM AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS I PROMISE-

At a park.

You name it, he can do it and will get away with it.

Bro he will have you cockwarm him on the couch, THE OTHER BOYS AROUND and it'd absolutely nothing to him. To be honest you probably wouldn't even need a blanket to cover lmao- yes the boys probably do know. Does he care? No. Should you care? Probably not.

Ray and Ian fantasies my beloved-

Oh you wanna talk Yandere for a minute?

Aight.

Luke, he's absolutely the manipulative psychopath. He will use his charm, his cuteness, his bunny like behavior and reel you in. Make you feel unafraid because he's JUST SO CUTE! HE'S AN IDOL!! He'll stalk you for a while and still seeming innocent... And then boom... suddenly you're locked in his room with no way out. You can't leave. You're not allowed to! Good luck escaping because his smell and hearing may not be as phenomenal as a cat or dogs.... he's small and can be ANYWHERE watching you waiting for the perfect second to strike. He can easily escape police if you send them after him because he's a bunny!

Ian... he sees you one day and decides he wants YOU. YOU ONLY. And if anyone looks at you they are GONE. And you can only look at him- he is a model after all. Why would you wanna look at someone else?? He will take you everywhere and flaunt you because you are his. But if anyone looks at you in a way he doesn't like... oh bitch- he can find their ass if he wanted to. Also good luck escaping, he's a Savanah cat, he has good hearing and sense of smell.

Sean will take you with strength alone, he doesn't need manipulation tactics fuck that. Just pick you up and walk home lmao- LIKE YOU SEE THAT GUY HE'S FUCKING RIPPED???? He meets you at his coffee shop... and for some reason he thinks you're the one, you're perfect in every way. They always say you don't choose the animal, the animal chooses you. That's also true even if the animal is in human form. And unfortunately he has chosen you. You won't be escaping his grip. And if you escape the house somehow, you're gonna end up back where you started anyways because he's a dog..... he CAN AND WILL TRACK YOUR ASS DOWN.

Ray... oh this is my favorite. He sees you... and decides you belong to him. He goes a different route. He befriends you in the library one day, and coincidentally he bumps into you at the Darcy museum thing... oh! I didn't know you liked this author! You let your guard down, he seems nice, he's relaxed, he always has a dreamy dazed type of look in his eyes, like he's not fully in reality but rather in his own world making stories while simultaneously being present. He's very charming and handsome. I mean when you think of a stalker you usually think of an ugly dude right??

Then he starts to toy with you- he likes to play with his prey, alright? He toys with you. He scares you without knowing it's him so you automatically go to him when you're afraid or feel as though you're being watched. He drives you into Stockholm syndrome subtly without even having kidnapped you. He leaves you gifts and eventually he outright hands the gifts to you. This isn't even the captured phase yet, either...

If you dare to realize what is happening, that's when he speeds up the process and swoops in and takes you forcefully- however he PREFERS to lure you in. He's a patient man, he could wait 2 years as long as it means a smooth capture and he has ensured you already rely on him. You're struggling with bills? Groceries? Oh, it's alright! I have plenty to spare, I'd be happy to pay them for you! He will be your sugar daddy bro you don't gotta ask. This dude is a successful author- once he lures you in, he gives you a sedative. Giving him time to lock the doors and keep you in his room.

Once in capture, you're stuck there. If you try and leave? That's impossible. He knows where EVERYONE is. He knows where you are especially. And if someone looks at you the wrong way... he knows where they live already. But why would you wanna leave? He spoils you!

he bought a big expensive ass house with that author money. Like bro imagine how many voicebanks he could buy me?! OR BETTER YET PRIMOS- I COULD GET C6 OF EVERY CHARACTER I EVER WANTED! You could get the outfits locked behind genesis crystals! You could get anything! You want pets? Here have all of them! Oh you want Vocaloids? Here! I bought every voicebank hou ever mentioned! They could be discontinued like Miriam and he still found a way! He's got contacts bro! You want horses? Aight here's your favorite horse breed! You shall live lavishly especially if you've been poor. If you grew up poor? You about to grow up RICH AS FUCK- the things you couldn't get as a kid? You have them now.

He might be the most tolerable solely because he spoils you with gifts, as you should. You tolerate the being imprisoned because of that lmao- all he asks for in return is love and affection! And by this points he's already manipulated you into trusting him again and loving him! And buying you gifts just makes you love him more! You were in no way a gold digger, no. He's doing this on his own volition. He thinks you deserve the world. You want Project DIVA ARCADE? He'll get that and suddenly you have your own damn SEGA arcade! He can get you every project diva game. A gamers dream- you can get all the Apex heirlooms! Especially your favorite characters!

He gives you the most freedom.

Luke keeps you in his room most of the time. He doesn't wanna take a chance so he doesn't let you roam the house.

You have a vague sense of freedom from Ian because he takes you with him to his photoshoots! However you are not to leave his side and you are to stay in view of him during his photoshoots.

Sean won't fucking let you leave. He may let you go to his Cafe with him, but if you wanna help out you're staying in the back. He can't risk losing you at all! He will check on you OFTEN.

Ray is the most lenient surprisingly. He lets you wander around the house and even in the yard! He's like 110% sure you're too far gone to even think about running away! Even if someone tried talking sense into you, it won't work. He's got you in a choke hold.

That's all I got rn lmao

[simvanie]

7 Sins Legacy - generation 5 (gluttony)

Britney: Hi darling! you're probably here for the job interview. Temperance: Oh- Yes! I'm supposed to meet with Sean?

Britney: Right, I haven't seen him yet this morning, but he's probably on his way. You can take a seat here at the bar while you wait for him if you'd like-

-Ah! Goodmorning Chef! This is the lovely lady that's going to have that job interview with Sean for the waitress position, although I have no idea where he is at the moment. Gulshan: 'Morning Britney! And you as well... Temperance? If I remember correctly from your application form.

Temperance: That's me. Gulshan: It's nice to meet you. I'm Gulshan. head chef and owner of this restaurant-

-Well, since Sean isn't here yet, and probably won't be here for another twenty minutes given my experience, would you like if I already start your job interview? I have a little bit of time left before I have to get to the kitchen. Temperance: Yes of course. I won't mind-

Lord Hamlet: Oink! Gulshan: As one would expect you want to say hi too... well, go ahead then. Temperance: Ahww! Hello there little one, what's your name? Britney: Adorable, isn't he?

Gulshan: This is Lord Hamlet. Loves everything he can eat and considers himself the most important part of the staff. Also likes to read Shakespeare in his free time. You can pet him if you want- He loves butt scratches. Temperance: Haha oh? And a lord huh? Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Hamlet.

[columboscreens]

i was asked recently about my top three and top ten columbo murderers who i think most deserved their fate. after wrangling with the tumblr post editor undoing my text changes and fucking up my photo placement, i finally finished the post. everything looked good in the drafts, in the queue, and in the blog preview.

then for some ungodly reason tumblr published the rough draft version of the post i'd written weeks ago anyway. i got so frustrated i yelled expletives and nuked it. so i'm starting anew. without further ado,

here are the top ten piece of shit columbo murderers who absolutely deserved it:

justin rowe & cooper redman, columbo goes to college: truly, i hate these two scum-sucking motherfuckers the most. they're brats, yes, but look at the absolute dogshit stakes at hand. all the other murderers in this show are killing for true love, power, multimillion dollar fortunes, careers of great prestige--usually for that upon which they've staked their entire lives. these two tar pits blow their professor's brains out because they Got Bad Grades, which was their fault to begin with! they bully columbo mercilessly. i can't even look at them without wanting to throttle them

dr. barry mayfield, a stitch in crime: though his reasoning for murder starts out with at least some comprehensible amount of dignity, he quickly devolves into one of the most evil murderers of the series, not only by trying to off his research lead, but for causing so much collateral damage. he kills his nurse for knowing too much, sure, but killing her poor vietnam vet ex who's trying to shake his perc addiction while working at the petting zoo is…almost comically evil. it's no wonder columbo gets visibly fed up with his shit.

commissioner mark halperin, a friend in deed: god this guy is such a huge piece of shit. he's a spectacularly corrupt cop, covering for his friend's manslaughter and then using it as an excuse to drown his own wife for her money--to make it worse, his wife is somehow an absolute sweetheart angel darling who spends all her time working with underpriviliged children and people of color. then he's dumb enough to let columbo, the star detective with a 200% solve rate, work on the case, while also openly disparaging and discouraging him. utterly contemptible.

nelson hayward, candidate for crime: in typical politician style, so plastic and two-faced that he's not even a real human being. cheats on his adorable wife with a 20-year-old floozy and then gets mad at his clearly fantastic campaign advisor for wanting him to get a grip and fix his fucking marriage. then he shoots him about it. then he tries to make everyone think he's in danger--and he's such a rutting, lying pig that his own wife clearly believes columbo more than she believes him.

sean brantley, columbo cries wolf: i'm not sure if there exists a more smug columbo villain than sean brantley. uniquely repugnant in that he uses and abuses columbo to generate a media frenzy, then mocks and embarrasses him on international television. uniquely moronic in that when he actually DOES do a murder he hides his partner's body in…his own wall? with her smart watch still attached to her wrist. actual dirt man

dale kingston, suitable for framing: total piece of shit who always thinks he's the cleverest person in the room. says the absolute dumbest shit about art all the time; as in, literally everything that comes out of his mouth makes you want to curbstomp him. the girl who loves him gets kind of scared about being an accessory to murder, so instead of being reassuring in any capacity, he brains her with a big rock. this man deserved impalement

paul galesko, negative reaction: starts off the episode SO sympathetic when we see how bitchy and abusive his wife is, then immediately vanquishes all sympathy by being the most annoying, insufferable fuckhead at all times. fucked around with yet another 20-year-old floozy, killed an ex-con who was trying to rebuild his life, and planned everything poorly. is terribly mean to columbo…

milo janus, exercise in fatality: a complete fucking slimeball with vanishingly few redeeming qualities. kills a guy with his bare hands for even suggesting cooked books and then taunts his estranged widow about it by...asking her to fuck? (in all fairness--he has to maintain Quality. when he grows? you grow). it's no wonder that columbo loses his shit and yells at him

emmett clayton, the most dangerous match: seldom talked about in these conversations but he is so smug and killed one of the least deserving columbo victims because…he's a massive fucking coward who is incapable of losing. pathetic! get over yourself! plus this guy was like Ooo i am so Extremeley Jeanius but when columbo diverted his attention for like five seconds he lost to a fucking fool's mate. literally the quickest way you can lose a game of chess. real bobby fischer swag you big goofy ass bitch. grow up moron

harold van wick, playback: just the most abrasive fucking asshole the entire episode. insufferable proto-tech bro who is mean to beautiful radiant sweetheart gena rowlands and not even in the smug columbo murderer way, just an old school ableist/misogynist who openly says shit like why should i allow my dumb disabled wife to Make Decisions. doesn't even pretend to be nice to columbo at any point and not in the charming robert culp way. loathsome garbage heap of a man.

honorable mentchies go to jack cassidy nazi magician, evil french chef, pedophile johnny cash, weird italian polycule artist, and both william shatners. fuck you

[practically-an-x-man]

Mira Hart

(picrew is @crowesn's)

Full Name: Mira Hart Pronouns: she/her (cisgender female)

Nicknames: Chimera (hero name) Pet Names: darling, love (from Hank)

Relevant Tags: #mira hart, #i'll be there to catch you fic (though it's an old fic, don't think you'll find much)

Birthday: April 3rd, 1944 Age in Chapter One: 19

Universe/Fandom: X-Men, McAvoy timeline Movies

Physical Traits: 5'9", average build, various physical mutations. Instead of hair, her head is covered with tan hedgehog-like quills. Eyes are yellow-green, with catlike slit pupils. Sharp fangs on her canines. Sharp, hooked claws that fold underneath her fingernails. Birdlike wings, similar in shape and color to a barred owl, attached to her back at the shoulderblades. Sans-mutations, she's been compared to Debbie Harry.

Character Traits: gentle and compassionate, timid, highly intelligent, somewhat low self-esteem

Relationships: - Family: Olivia (younger sister), unnamed mother and father - Friends: Charles Xavier, Sean Cassidy, Alex Summers, James Howlett, other members of the X-Men - Romantic Partner: Hank McCoy

Additional Information:

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Headcanons: Being Laszlo Cravensworth and Nadja of Antipaxos’ Human S/O

MASTERLIST | AO3 | KO-FI

Relationship(s): Laszlo Cravensworth x Nadja of Antipaxos x gn!human!reader (romantic)

Warnings: Nothing you wouldn’t see in gay vampire show. (Let me know if I need to add any)

(A/N: Let’s start off with some shameless self-promotion for my Nandermo drabble. Sponsorship over. So, I had a jolly old time writing a Blackbonnet x reader fic not long ago, so I figured I’d write another poly thing, this time for my good time boy Laszlo and his good lady wife Nadja. At this point, my blog’s slowly being taken over by gay pirate show and gay vampire show, not that anyone’s complaining (aside from the people whose requests I haven’t written even after it’s been over a year- whoopsie). This is unrelated but I’ve added Marwa, the Guide and the Djinn (my beloveds) to my writing list. [Insert obligatory begging for WWDITS requests, especially poly Laszlo and Nadja, but I love all of my gay vampires and non-vampires])

It’s not too common that these two will be attracted to the same person, and, if they are, it’s typically purely sexual.

So, when they both find themselves attracted to you, it’s a surprise to be sure, but a welcome one.

It’s clear that they both adore you.

It’s not like they declare it multiple times a day in multiple ways.

They’re both incredibly affectionate, verbally and physically.

They’re very generous with kisses and cuddles.

Nadja loves kissing your cheek and lips, while Laszlo’s more partial to your hand and forehead.

So. Many. Pet. Names.

They gush about you a lot, especially in the early stages of your relationship.

Nandor and Guillermo are sick of hearing about how wonderful you are, even if they’re supportive of your relationship.

The most supportive of your relationship is definitely Sean- he’s as happy about your relationship as Laszlo and Nadja are, if not happier.

If you’re nice to him, Colin/the Boy will definitely approve of your relationship.

You become part of their group/family quite quickly.

You probably connect with Guillermo and Marwa because of your humanity among vampires.

Sean and Charmaine treat you like an old friend.

I can imagine that, at first, Laszlo and Nadja inadvertently insult and patronise you because you’re a human (if you’ve read my platonic!WWDITS 2014 x human!reader set of headcanons, it’s a lot like that)

“Ugh- stupid humans. Not you, darling!”

Eventually, they’ll manage to stop themselves from doing it (I feel like Guillermo would be the one who tells them to cut it out).

Very random headcanon: Nadja loves holding your face in her hands.

I feel like they’ll be far less critical of you as they are of each other, and they’re less likely to argue with you than they argue with each other.

After all, they’ve been married for longer than you’ve been alive.

So, they’re sort of in a honeymoon phase with you (it’d last far longer than it would in a regular human relationship though, since vampire time feels different to human time).

God they're so cute when it comes to you.

They’re very protective over you.

They think the world of you, but Nadja’s also referred to you as her ‘sweet, feeble little human’, so...

Nadja’s more feral when it comes to protecting you.

At best, she’ll incessantly berate the other person.

At worst, she’ll tear their throat out (unless you beg her not to).

Isn’t that romantic?

Laszlo’s more likely to make an indignant remark and drag you away (more than likely while your feral lady wife is on the attack).

They love taking night time walks with you and holding your hand(s) (you usually end up in the middle).

That said, they cherish any time that they spend with you no matter where it’s spent.

The idea of turning you wouldn’t crop up for a while.

Nadja would be the one to bring it up and plead with you to consider it.

Of course, you know they’d respect whatever decision you made, even though they both hope you’ll agree.

If you do, they’ll be overjoyed.

After all, they love the idea of spending eternity with you.

[mutual-monsters]

oh, how the mighty fall in love

Pairing: Steve Kemp x transmasc!reader

TW: dark story!!! (kinda dead dove: do not eat), dark/yandere themes, smut, cannibalism mentions (duh), kidnapping, implied noncon/dubcon, petnames (pet, good boy, darling, pup, puppy, sweet boy, slut, baby boy, baby), very heavy breeding kink, praise kink, degredation, bondage, sir kink, oral (ftm/ftnb receiving), p in v sex, the fic being very self-indulgent, not beta’d

Again, as with all of my dark fics, this work is purely fiction and is not meant to reflect my values, morals, or wants. Please always prioritize consent, and, obviously, don’t go out doing things you read about in my fics.

MINORS DNI !!! 🔞

Summary: Steve Kemp keeps you in a cell for breeding (instead of his usual fare)

Word count: 972

A/N: Will I ever stop writing dark fics? Who’s to say. Anywho, this is based on a prompt I sent to Rhi a few days ago, but I ended up taking a spin on it as well (it weighed on my mind v heavy folks ✊😔)

Admittedly, there are things about this fic that I don’t like. I don’t like how much it looks like it’s first draft. I don’t like how barebones it feels. I certainly don’t like how rushed it was. However, both of the people I usually count on to help me beta were unable to this time, so, I proceeded with what I had. I hope it’s quality doesn’t hinder its enjoyment too much.

The title is from The Mighty Fall by Fall Out Boy and Big Sean

Tagging those who might like this: @strwbrrybucky @navybrat817 @bonky-n-steeb

You can hear him as he unlocks the basement door and descends the stairs and can’t help but wonder, why me?

You had been in Steve’s basement for three days. So far, he’d given you clothes, food, and his kindness, but he was terrifying. You knew what he did, you knew what he was, he made sure of that. What he also made sure of was to let you know that you weren’t there for the same reason as the others. And that, that was what scared you.

His footsteps resound and he walks down the long corridor of cells, past all the others, and directly to yours. The lock beeps and it clicks open, and the door opens to see him, dressed casually, smirking, and ready to see you.

“Hiya, pup.”

“H-Hi, Steve.”

His mouth twitches briefly as he revels in your fear.

“Do you know why I’m here?”

You shake your head “no”.

“I’m gonna tell you but you’re gonna freak out.”

Pangs of fear rack your frame.

“Does that mean you’re going to hurt me?”

He chuckles darkly.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, sweetheart. I just wanna pump that belly of yours full of cum. Can you be a good boy and let me do that?”

Feebly, you nod, unsure of the man looming above you. He leans down, unhooking you from the chain binding you to the concrete below.

“Are you gonna behave for me?”

“Y-yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir.”

He pats your cheek lightly. “Good boy.”

The cell door slides open swiftly in his hands, he peers back at you, ushering you forward. A long narrow corridor, filled with cell doors, one’s just the one that had been holding you mere moments ago.

His hand holds yous and he leads you, gripping you fiercely. His skin is soft, too soft for someone who does what he does, you whimper upon contact. The two of you arrive at a new room, all the way at the end of the hall, what must have been a cell, converted now to reflect his desires. The space is fresh, new.

“I made this just for you.” He says, as if it’s a gesture of affection.

The room, instead of barren, sits filled with a bed, a plush king, but that is not what catches your eye. No, instead you focus on the bearings, prepared to strap you to the thing, leather and silk in here instead of the cold, rusted iron of your former cell.

He seethes quietly behind you, only speaking up after the silence is broken by another prisoner’s scream.

“Say, ‘thank you’, pet.” His teeth are gritted now, his hold on you becoming painful.

“T-thank you, sir. I love it.” He leans down, plants a gentle kiss upon your scalp.

“Good boy. Strip for me.”

You oblige him, slowly taking the dressings he provided you and tossing them to the floor. He looks at you, fully exposed now, as if you were prey.

“You are a delicacy, you know that?” He is brutal, that is a given, but his tender moments balance the scales.

“Lay back for me, darling.”

How could you deny him? On the bed, he adjusts the cuffs on both your hands and ankles gently, careful not to tighten them too much.

“Is it alright?”

“Yes, sir.”

He takes your chin in his hand.

“I promise to be gentle, pet. I just want to make love to you.”

Kissing down your body now, finding his way to your pussy, he licks gently at first, then all at once attacks your clit, sending you into near shock. Your hips buck, he holds them down, feasting on you. Your hands, bound, have nothing to grab. Nails dig into your very palms as pain starts to mix into pleasure. You’re begging now, begging to cum, of course, he allows, flicking his tongue rapidly on your sensitive bud, raising his pupils to stare you down as your orgasm washes over you.

Him crawling over you, allowing your mind to register his presence above you; menacing and dominant. He leans in, forcing his hot breath to seep over the nape of your neck as he whispers in your ear.

“Gonna breed you, puppy. Gonna make you swell up with my bastards again and again and again until you’re fuckin’ useless. It’s all you’re good for, anyway.”

He pulls away, smugly, a smirk gracing his lips.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you, sweet boy?”

Clouded with lust, knowing there is no other choice, you nod feverishly.

A soft kiss to your temple.

“Good slut.”

He thrusts unexpectedly into your hole unabashedly, a squeal escapes your throat involuntarily. His pace is fast and rough, unsteady like bursts of fireworks. The headboard bangs the wall threateningly.

“F-Fuck, baby boy, you’re so fuckin’ tight. Like a damn vice. Such a sweet fuckin’ cunt. So warm and wet.”

Your body fights the restraints, desperate to hold onto him, they do not budge. Steve continues inside you, adding his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles, and whispering praises in your ear.

“Gonna be so pretty, baby. Oh, God. Hmm, fuck. Just like that, puppy. ‘M so close. Want you to cum right with me. Can you do that for me?”

You whine in response, and he understands, cumming deep in your fertile womb, filling you up.

“Oh, fuck. Shit.”

Blissed out, he stays in you, waiting for the moment to pass, and when it does, he pulls a plug from the side table to fill the hole he no longer occupies. He pulls a pillow as well, propping up your hips and covering you with the blanket, but leaving you bound by your restraints.

Before leaving, he turns to you with a small, delighted smile.

“I’ll be back in a bit to try again, okay, pup?”

You smile right on back, accepting that maybe, just maybe, this is where you are meant to be.

[caramel-whiskeys-writing]

Red Dead Preference: Pet Names

Red Dead Masterlist

** Disclaimer **

I tried my best to make these as genderless as possible, but some are obviously female

Arthur Morgan

When Arthur would call you a pet name it would definitely be something soft and not nsfw at all. He would also feel comfortable with saying it in public because he's also heard other people call their lovers by the same name.

If you call him a pet name he tries his best to convince you that he doesn't like it, but in all honestly he loses his mind over it. Just hearing your voice call him something either soft or nsfw drives him over the edge. You however try and not call him pet names out in public. Arthur seems to get real quiet and shy when you do, so after a few times you stopped.

Names He Calls You

Dear Sunshine Snuggles Sweetie Pie

Names You Call Him

Dream Boat Love Good Lookin Hot Stuff

Dutch Van Der Linde

Dutch isn't afraid to call you pet names in public, and it's also a plus for him because you normally start blushing heavily when he does. Another factor to why he loves to call you those names in public is because nobody else knows that the only other times he addresses you by them is when you're bent over his bed taking him in hard.

Whenever you call him by any pet names it's normally when no one is around, but sometimes you are bold enough to whisper some naughty things in his ear. You do enjoy watching him quietly lose it while talking to someone in camp or when on a job. You use this to your advantage a lot and Dutch loves it.

Names He Calls You

Love Kitten Darling Babe

Names You Call Him

Babe Pretty Boy Big Man Cuddle Bug

John Marston

John normally tries to keep pet names only between you two. He greatly enjoys calling you by them, but gets embarrassed if he randomly calls you by one when someone from the gang is nearby. His pet names are a lot more soft and sweet versus Dutch, but that doesn't mean that he won't use them in naughty situations as well.

You call John by pet names more than his actual name. He's one of those guys that if you call him by his given name he thinks that he fucked up. Everyone at camp is used to you calling him pet names, so much so that some of them think it's funny to call him by the same ones you do.

Names He Calls You

Sugar Angel Pumpkin Sweetheart

Names You Call Him

Handsome Eye Candy Sweets Firecracker

Sean McGuire

My man loves to tease you in public and be very sweet to you to prove to others that he isn't a crazy Irish man 100% of the time.  He likes to call you by pet names all the time, but during jobs he will be a bit more serious. When he drunk however he won't stop calling you by them, and it does get annoying sometimes.

God damn this man LOVES it when you call him pet names. It's like a mating call for him. You do tease him with the names in public from time to time, but most of the time you call him by them when in private. Your pet names for him are a bit more unique than most, but that's the part that Sean loves about them.

Names He Calls You

Honey Muffin Firefly Teacup

Names You Call Him

Stud Muffin Mister Man Hot Shot Wonderboy

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[yandere-chocolate]

[Deltarune] Yandere Seam X Reader Scenerio ~(Platonic)~

(LOVE THIS GUY! Anyway, sorry for any misspellings or grammatical errors.)

(By the way, if you’re reading this when chapter 3+ come out, just know the timeline here will be weird because…well, drama, but also because I don’t quite know the timeline. Sorry! <:<)

You were good friends with Sean before he got traumatized! You didn’t help him preform tricks or anything, you simply watched his shows & hung out with him sometimes.

After Jevil goes insane, it’s devastating for you both, but mostly him. Poor guy was going through so much, he went into hiding, rarely ever coming out to eat or drink, just isolating himself in his room.

When he finally re-enters society, so much has changed. The queen’s gone & so are the Lightners. But he didn’t feel anything. Nothing mattered anymore. Not this world, not him, nothing.

….that is until he saw you once again in years. Something finally lit up inside his numbed heart. It wasn’t bad, oh no. It wasn’t anger or sadness, but joy &…purpose.

He quickly got addicted to the feeling, he had barely felt anything for years & this time it wasn’t an aching, internal pain in his heart! He just wants to be near you! You make him feel something!

Luckily, you welcomed him back with open arms, happy that he’s finally happy! Oh, if you only knew…

You two hang out all time now, even more than before he spiraled into depression! You noticed Seam was more physically affectionate, but you brushed it off as him being touch-starved. He was all cooped up in his shop for years, refusing to acknowledge the outside world, he may act a little different.

The plush cat got obsessive & desperate, sneaking into your home & taking some of your things & taking pictures of you. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t stand the empty feeling he got whenever you weren’t around.

He soon noticed how much he hated seeing you around others. Seam just wanted your attention on him, as selfish as it seemed.

He didn’t act much on this, simply smiling, remaining casual & cynical in conversation.

He also began complimenting you all the time along with giving you small pet names such as, “dear”, “love”, “darling”, etc. You didn’t mind, though, assuming he was just to be polite. To be fair, he was.

You eventually find out about his obsession, the stalking, the stealing…but you didn’t expect to find one of his old spell books with a bookmark in it. The bookmark lead to a page about a magic that could disintegrate people instantly.

You felt arms wrapped around you from behind. You knew this touch. But it was the last thing you wanted to be feeling.

“I’m so sorry…but you’re all I have left. Life is meaningless without you…hehe…nothing matters without you!”

If you decide to run, you shouldn’t have bothered. He simply tackled you to the floor, digging his claws into your clothing, though refusing to cut your precious skin.

“I can’t afford to lose another friend, dear…”

[rattyoakenbitch]

❝𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲❞ ─ 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝

but when he loves me i feel like i'm floating

when he calls me pretty i feel like somebody

❥ content ; little gn reader, sfw agere, corpse is a cg, mostly fluff with a smidge of angst

❥ warnings ; daddy issues, childhood trauma, hints of emotional & verbal abuse and of course age regression if ur uncomfy w that stuff. also pet names and the use of the word "daddy" but not in a sexual/smutty context!!! agere is not a kink!!!

❥ synopsis ; you age regress to cope and corpse takes care of you through it all

❥ a/n ; i got a request to write this agere fic a couple months ago on my wattpad! i myself used to be a part of the agere community but it has been years so i forgot a lot of what i learned. however, unlike age play and cgl, agere is just a coping mechanism and totally nonsexual!! pls do ur research before u attack members of the agere community (: ur coping mechanisms are valid!!!

With a frustrated groan, you push yourself away from your desk, now spinning slowly on your little office type chair.

You had procrastinated and hadn't done any of your work, and even when you did try to finish it, you were easily distracted or discouraged by intrustive thoughts.

Your mind would never fail to drift back to memories of when you were younger. However, those memories weren't exactly fond or anything you'd even want to remember.

Yet they were there, either popping up unexpectedly or lingering in the back of your unconcious mind.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt two strong arms wrap around you, causing you to nearly jump out of your seat.

Corpse hummed. "Are you done with your work yet, darling?"

"Can't finish it.. My brain doesn't wanna co-operate with me today, or ever," you whine, feeling angry tears begin to form behind your waterline.

Corpse sensed the anxiety and frustration in your voice and immediately knew the cause.

"You're not a failure, Y/N. Your father was wrong, and you know it."

"Yeah, but hearing his words in my head don't exactly help when I'm trying to work."

"I know, baby, I know," Still not letting you free from his embrace, Corpse held your significantly smaller hands in his. "But he's not here. It's just me, doll. You're safe."

He knew what he was doing. And he knew that you knew.

You pulled away from his hold, now standing up to face him. He as well stood up to his full height, looking down at you with soft, comforting eyes.

"A-Are you sure I can..?" You ask timidly, looking down at the floor to avoid his gaze. He nods encouragingly.

"Of course, doll. I'll take care of you."

He brings his hand to caress your face and tilts it upwards so your eyes met.

Your eyes dart across the room, looking anywhere but into Corpse's own eyes.

"Tsk, eyes on me, baby."

You hesitantly bring your eyes back to meet his, prompting Corpse to praise you. You feel the blood rush to your cheeks at this.

"You promise?? I don't wanna be a distraction, I-"

Wordlessly, Corpse brushes his thumb on your bottom lip, causing you to quiet down immediately.

"What are you saying? I always have time for you. Now c'mon."

You giggle as Corpse lifts you up into his arms bridal style and takes you to the living room.

You end up watching a Studio Ghibli movie together, tucked underneath blankets and with you snuggled up into Corpse's chest.

At some point during the movie, you unwrap one of Corpse's arms around you and take his hand. This causes Corpse to unconciously hold your hand in his big, calloused ones, adorned with metal rings.

You both look down to where he held you.

"Awe, now would you look at that. Your hand looks so cute, the way it fits in mine," he coos, causing you to sink further into your blankets, hiding your blush.

"Mm stop," you pout, only making Corpse chuckle some more.

"You're hiding because you're blushing?"

"Yes!! Now stop laughing, you big meanie."

Corpse only responds by lifting you back onto his lap, resting his chin on your head.

"Aww, you really are blushing like a rose," Corpse fawns. "Aren't you just a pretty little thing?"

You decide not to sass back and instead accept the praise.

As you both refocused your attention on the screen, Corpse lets go of your hand and instead runs his fingers through your hair. You hum in satisfaction, leaning into his touch. Corpse continues to do this all while he whispers sweet nothings and praises in your ear until you drift off into a blissful sleep.

After what feels like an hour later, but was really just thirty minutes, Corpse's phone chimes, his screen lighting up to reveal a text notification.

As softly as he can, Corpse reaches over to the side table to grab his phone. Despite his efforts, you wake up from the movement and the sudden lack of warmth that was once wrapped around your body.

You huff in annoyance.

"I thought you said you weren't busyyy."

"I know, little one. Sean wants me to join a game with the others. If you want, you can watch us play. We won't be streaming."

You nod in agreement, and once again, Corpse carries you into the studio, setting you down on his lap soon as he sits down.

You hear a little beep, followed by a variety of voices, all talking above one another. It comes to a stop, though, and you're relieved of the overstimulation as soon as they realize Corpse had joined the call.

"Hey, Corpse is here!"

"What's up, Corpse?"

"Hey guys," Corpse greets them. "I hope you don't mind that Y/N's with me right now. They're little again and I promised I'd spend time with them."

You heard some 'aww's' in the back as voices overlapped again.

"Oh, no, yeah of course we're okay with that."

"That's really sweet!"

"All right, guys, no cursing or excessive yelling! If you scare Y/N, you're gonna have me to answer to!"

Though they couldn't see you, you still shyly huddled closer into Corpse's chest. Corpse's friends, being your friends as well, knew that you were an age regressor and were fully supportive and accepting. So this wasn't the only occassion where they'd played with little you around to watch.

"Thank you," you mumbled sleepily into the mic before yawning and laying back down into Corpse.

He gives you a kiss on the top of your head before he goes back to chatting and playing with his friends. An hour passes, and then it's night. The cold nighttime air seeps in through the windows, causing goosebumps to form on your exposed skin.

Silently, you tug at Corpse's hoodie, prompting him to look down at you. Though you've been quiet throughout the past hour, Corpse hadn't forgotten about you.

He raises a brow, confused for a second until you grab at his hoodie again with pleading eyes.

"'M cold, daddy."

"Shh, okay, baby, I got you."

Corpse pulls his sweater over his head, and on instinct, you raise your arms up as well. Corpse takes his hoodie and puts it on you, causing you to giggle in delight.

"There you go. Is that better?"

You beam, "Mhm!"

As Corpse shared this moment with you, he was still blissfully unaware that his mic was still on. That was, until he heard the choruses of "awe's" in his headphones.

[centuriantalevevo]

HELP WHY ARE ALL THE DUDES IN DARLING PET TALL AS HELL- SIR PLZ STEP BACK YOU'RE MAKING MY SIZE KINK GO OFF- MY 5'1 SELF COULD NEVER-

Ray - 6'1

Ian - 6'0

Luke - 5'10

Sean - 6'3... S I X F O O T F U C K I N G 3

DUCKING HELP ME I'M AN ANT-

I'm SO FUCKING TINy

ALL OF YOU BOYS PLS BACC AWAY YOU'RE TRIGGERING MY SIZE KINK OH JESUS CHRIST I'M LOSING IT-

I imagined they were all taller than me but...

By that much?

[ttuesday]

i love your writing and how you portray the fellers!! They’re spot on!! How would the Fellers react to being given a pet name like Dumpling, Sugar, Darling, etc by their partner?

why thank u sm anon you’re very nice uwu

Arthur

Arthur's a fan of pet names. He likes it when you call him by a nickname only you have for him, especially if you give him his pet name from an inside joke you have together.

In a strange way, Arthur gets a lot of comfort from having a pet name. It makes him feel special.

If his pet name is something like 'babe' or 'sugar pie' then he gets flustered when you call him that in front of other people, mainly the gang cause he knows some of them will tease him about it later.

Dutch

Dutch likes the idea of pet names but he was always the one to give his partners a pet name, Dutch never really had one.

He doesn't mean to be picky about what pet name you give him but he really is. If he could, Dutch would have no problem picking his own pet name. He wants it to hype him up, something like 'handsome' or 'your prince charming'

So if you call him something like 'dumpling' then Dutch is a lot less warm to it. "Dumpling?" he repeats, hoping that maybe he heard you wrong "do I really look like a dumpling to you?".

Micah

Micah's had a lot of nicknames in his life; Bastard, asshole, cowboy, the bane of my life and many more. But he's also likes to give other people nicknames. So when you gave him a loving pet name, Micah was stunned.

He loves giving you all different kinds of pet names that he knows you don't like just to rile you up. He gets a kick out of it when you pout about it. He always thinks you look extra cute when you do that.

If the two of you have an argument then afterwards he tries to use the pet name to his advantage. "C'mon," he says, coming up behind you "ya ain't gonna stay mad at your honey all night, are ya?".

John

John isn't used to any pet names, especially ones that're really lovey dovey. He notices that you've called him a pet name the second it leaves your mouth but he doesn't react to it.

He isn't sure if there's a way to react or if he needs to react to it. If you wanna call him by some other name then he's fine with that. After all John just wants you to be happy. Hell, you could call him Roger if it makes you happy.

One night when he's had a few beers to drink and you call him his pet name, John asks why you've chosen that one specifically. He isn't bothered by it, if anything he's just a little curious.

Javier

When you first referred to Javier by a pet name, he raised his eyebrows and asked you to repeat yourself. He sees this as a step in your relationship and one he's very proud of.

He loves having a pet name and doesn't care who hears it. In fact, the more people that hear it the better. Javier's actually a little smug about having a nickname.

If you give him a nickname in Spanish he finds that so goddamn cute. Even if you do it without knowing a lot of Spanish, it warms his heart that you've given him his own unique pet name and that you’re trying to communicate with him in his first language.

Bill

Bill scrunches his face up when you call him a pet name. "Huh?" is his first reaction. He's baffled, honoured, flustered and he gets that funny fluttery feeling in his chest that freaks him out sometimes

He wants to know exactly why you've picked that pet name, he doesn't care how common the nickname is, he just wants to know why you've chosen that one. Having a pet name makes him feel all loved ‘n special so you talking about it heightens this feeling for him.

Bill tries to give you a pet name but always ends up getting in his head about it and just calls you by your name before muttering a curse at himself for not thinking of one.

Sean

Sean can be a little iffy when it comes to pet names. Obviously he wants a good nickname and he even suggests some like 'apple of your eye' or 'the love of your life that you cherish every moment with'.

But if you give him something like ‘your leprechaun’ just cause he's Irish, he doesn't like it and he makes sure you know that he ain't a fan of it.

Oh and don't worry, Sean makes sure to give you a pet name back. He tries to think of something cringey like 'snookums' or 'cutie patootie'.

Hosea

Hosea didn't think he'd ever get another pet name so it's a little surprising when you call him a nickname you've come up with rather than just saying Hosea. But it's a welcome surprise and Hosea smiles immediately

He doesn't ever mention that you've started to call him by a pet name now. It's something he enjoys and doesn't think it's necessary to bring up.

Of course he sees this as a sign to start calling you a pet name too and he makes sure to pick a special one that'll always make you smile.

[novaiya]

VDL Boys Pet Names Headcanons

High Honor Arthur

Would use a cute pet name more often than your own name.

“Darlin’ can you come here a minute?” / “You oughta be careful sweetheart, don’t want you to get hurt.”

Sometimes he would use “good girl/good boy”, just to mess with you, because he knows how much you like it.

“That’s my good girl,” he’d say when you kill a deer in one, clean shot.

“That’s it, good boy,” he’d say as he watches you skin an animal for the first time.

On the cold, foggy mornings, he would wake up with his face in your neck, breathing in the scent of your hair. “Mornin’ sunshine,” he’d say, already kissing your neck.

Low Honor Arthur

Would use pet names sparingly, mostly just to make you happy, because he knows you like it.

“How are you, darlin’?” he'd say when sitting down next to you by the campfire. “Alright, love?” when he’s walking around the camp and checking up on everybody, you included.

More often than not, he’ll use a pet name simply to make you flustered. Especially when other people are present.

“There’s my girl,” he’d say when seeing you talking with other camp members.

He’d see you sitting by the campfire and come up behind you, circling his hands around your waist and say “How’s my pumpkin doin’?”

The most he would use pet names is when the two of you are fucking.

“That’s it, you’re so good, my little rabbit.”

Dutch

Exclusively uses pet names. Rarely uses your own name.

“How are you today, my darlin’?” he’d say from the entrance of his tent when you walk by.

The pet names don’t stop even when you are on the job.

“Now, sir, would you be so kind as to hand over the money to my lovely angel here,” he’d say, pointing his gun at the bank clerk and motioning towards you.

Doesn’t care if the two of you get strange glances from others, he’ll never stop calling you his darling, sweetheart, love or angel.

Liberally uses the same pet names while making love.

“You’re too good with that mouth, sweetheart.” / “Look like you’re enjoying yourself, darlin’”

Sean

Often uses silly pet names just for kicks.

“Mornin’ hot stuff.” / “No need to get all hut n’ bothered, honey buns.”

Whenever he uses one of his silly pet names, you always burst into laughter and forget all about whatever it is you were doing or talking about.

When he sees that you’re sad or upset, however, he will be more serious and loving. “You alright, love?”

He actually loves hearing YOU use pet names, rather than using them himself.

Come up to him and say “How are you, lover boy” and he’ll turn into mush.

Charles

Uses all kinds of adorable names such as sunshine, bunny, darling, honey and that sort.

What does it for you is not even the pet names he says, but how he says them. With his deep voice, any pet name makes your knees buckle.

He’d hold you in his arms, his head on your shoulder, the two of you looking out into the distance, getting ready for the day. “Hope you slept well, my songbird.”

He’s a very attentive partner, and just overall a good person, so throughout the day he checks up on you, to make sure you’re well.

“You okay, honey?” / “Let me get that for you, sunshine.” / “Need a break, angel?”

During sexy times, he would whisper all kinds of pet names non stop.

“There you go, baby girl, just like that.” / “You’re so good, angel.”

[spookymultimedia]

This fanfic is a sequel to this

I Love You Like a Workaholic

Lighting roared across the sky as Nadja fled from the rain. She had an umbrella but it blew away. Ran up to the Rinaldi home and knocked on the door. Moments later Charmaine answered the door and looked at her girlfriend. Makeup was running down her face and her hair was like a soaked mop. She shivered from the freezing rain. She looked pathetic.

"Oh darling what happened to you!? Wait right there okay hun." She shut the door and went in to grab a towel and change of clothes before she opened the garage door. Nadja walked in and she shut the garage and started to dry Nadja's hair out with a towel. "You're so cold." She hugged the vampire's face in her hands with the towel and kissed her cheeks. She set the towel around the shoulders and gave her the clothes. "Here you go Nadja, change out before you catch a vampire cold or something."

"I can't get sick."

"Well get warm, okay shug?"

She petted her shoulder and led her inside.

Nadja left the bathroom with her makeup mostly cleaned off wearing a zebra printed sweater and a long black skirt that she left here once Her hair was still pretty wet and she couldn't stop shivering. Charmaine was sitting on the couch with a comforter around her. "Come here sweetheart." Nadja sat into arms and rested her head on Charmaine's chest. She hugged Nadja with the blanket and warmed her shoulder.

Nadja started to ramble, "I think I'm going to lose my business. I tried to keep everything under control but it's harder than I thought it would be and customers are getting angry and-." She hiccuped as her tough exterior melted away. She was a blubbering mess. Charmaine couldn't make out what she was trying to say but she knew it had something to do with her nightclub. Nadja started to whimper. She petted Nadja's neck. "You poor thing. You seem so stressed all the time."

Nadja just cried against shoulder. She petted her cheek and kissed her head.

"Nadja, baby, look at me."

Nadja looked up and wiped her eyes.

"You have gotten through so much, you've gotten this far and you're going to get though this."

"It's just hopeless." She mumbled.

"I know or feels like that honey but good things are gonna happen to you okay?" She petted her arm. Nadja nodded.

"I love you."

Charmaine moved the hair out of her hair,

"Love you too kitty cat."

Nadja smiled and went in for a kiss and she kissed her back.

"Now let's get your hair fixed. Okay?'

"Okay." Nadja.

Nadja was sitting on the floor while Charmaine was combing her hair when Laszlo and Sean came down from the bedroom. Nadja stood up and hugged Laszlo, "Hello darling." He moved his arms away to make room for the ones squeezed around his waist.

"You okay Naj' ?" Sean asked.

"Tired." She mumbled, "I tried to fly in the rain. I lost my umbrella. My club is a fucking disaster. But at least my hair looks nice, so." She shrugged.

"It was thundering outside." Laszlo said incredulously.

"Yeah," she said against his chest, putting all her weight onto him.

"Are you drunk?" He held her back and petted her hair, which was soft now.

"Just a little." She was muffled against Laszlo. Charmaine stood behind her,

"Have you ever heard of burn out?"

"Oh yes, it happened to the Baron once. He's lucky he survived."

"What, no it's a mental thing honey."

"My love, are you calling me insane?" She looked over at Charmaine. Laszlo spoke up,

"What we're trying to say darling is that you have an issue of pouring all your energy into your career and only take breaks once you're completely exhausted."

Nadja just sighed and closed her eyes.

"Do you want to take a nap?"

She nodded.

"Okay."

Laszlo carried her up to their bedroom and cuddled up in bed. Nadja was in the middle on her side, leaning against Laszlo. Charmaine was spooning her from behind. Sean was on the other side of Laszlo cuddled up on his shoulder. Nadja drifted to sleep. The stress over the nightclub and Guillermo's stupid relationship drama melted away from her mind temporarily in that moment. All that that mattered was how cozy she was.

[bearinglight]

My headcanon is that Gram lives for the way Black gets when he uses pet names, that is he gets so mad he tells him to stop with a high flush on his cheekbones that betrays him every single time.

Sometimes it’s just to mess with him so Gram calls him honey and boo to embarrass him in front of the others, and Black just stares at him with his most icy eyes without even acknowledging him, after all he has a reputation to uphold in front of the others. (Sean still remembers that one time where he teased Black for it and got a black eye for his trouble, Gram was no help at all, busy laughing his ass off, but Dan and Yok had to intervene to keep Black away from him, while White went to fix Sean’s face).

Sometimes he does it just to be a little shit, calling him sweetheart when Black has an oil tray in his hands to make him falter and spill it on his shoes.

Sometimes Gram does it absentmindedly, when they’re working on their bikes he asks “Babe, can you pass me that?” and doesn’t even realise until he looks up and sees Black standing there just staring at him with a dumbfounded look on his face, so Gram just grins sheepishly and winks at him.

Sometimes they’re having breakfast before going to class and Gram tells him they need to go grocery shopping. “But I hate grocery shopping,” is Black usual answer. Gram just asks again, “Won’t you come with me, my love?” and Black is just shocked, he stammers and gets up to get changed, mumbling something as he goes. Gram waits for him, welcomes him back with a “So?”, and Black just rolls his eyes, “Of course I’ll come. I come every time, you shit”.

Sometimes after they had an argument, Gram sneaks up on him, engulfing Black in his arms, Gram’s chest pressed against his back, so as much as he struggles he can’t get away. That only makes Black spat out some profanities but by now Gram is well adept in ignoring him, so he asks softly in his ear, “Darling, can’t you forgive me?” and that shuts Black up real quick. Gram never said he was above playing dirty, anyway.

Sometimes though, sometimes it’s just them. Times like these are Gram's favorite moments. Behind the safety of their bedroom walls, Gram got to know Black in a way no one else has.

So he calls him baby because he knows he can, and Black, he just melts.