#so if it’s a tad incoherent pls forgive me x

[charlessmiths-wife]

having donna brain rot so like…. have some headcannons if you want x these are mostly hcs of what I think a relationship would be like with her but there’s also some general ones in there!

DONNA HCS

CW!! brief mentions of PTSD/discussions of poor mental health

-> i think my personal take on Donna is that she’s very quiet/introverted at first, but the more comfortable she becomes around you the more she opens up. i see her as the silent but thoughtful type. she’s got a lot of care for those who mean a lot to her (so you!) but around those who she doesn’t like or isn’t as comfortable around this angel is absolutely silent. plenty of thoughts about how annoying they are, but they’re very rarely vocalised.

-> on that note, Donna hates meetings of the lords.

-> it’s not that Donna has awful relationships with the other lords of the village, I actually do believe they are relatively close in spite of the fact she prefers her isolation

-> it’s more so… meetings often showcase a lot of strong personalities… which lead to arguments (particularly Heisenberg and Alcina based arguments - this is affectionate bc I love them both x) that just stress Donna out.

-> i think (given how long Donna lived on her on with just Angie and the dolls for company) Donna didn’t really have anyone to open up to regarding past traumas or any issues that troubled her.

-> so when she first met you, and saw how much you cared about her… and how much you listened… she couldn’t believe it

-> literally.

-> I have a hc that shortly after coming clean to you about her feelings for you and beginning to grow closer to you, Donna… had something of an argument with you

-> she legitimately believed you were too good to be true. and you were some sort of cruel manipulation tactic sent by like Miranda or something to butter her up for some kind of scheme.

-> once you reassured her your feelings for her were genuine and you truly cared for her simply because you loved her… she broke down sobbing.

-> it broke your heart to see her believe so genuinely she didn’t deserve you. but that day did prove to be crucial in not only you guys’ relationship, but also Donna’s life.

-> not only did you manage to encourage Donna to seek help for her mental health struggles- but you also encouraged her to open up more to you.

-> and she does! she does both! and babygirl comes on leaps and bounds!

-> Donna’s past experiences will always be with her, but you managed to show her she’s deserving and worthy of a brighter future.

-> I like to imagine you guys love baking together, particularly Donna. She finds it relaxing.

-> and she’s AMAZING at it. and cooking.

-> omfg Donna is incredible at cooking.

-> she loves to make Italian dishes for you. and she gets Angie to help.

-> Just imagine walking into the kitchen to find Donna absolutely MASTERING the art of hand making your favourite meal… meanwhile Angies running around the kitchen wearing a small chefs hat and apron (that Donna made) waving a wooden spoon around as if it’s a weapon.

-> You and Donna do have to wrestle the spoon off of her later that night.

-> I also think Donna really likes music!

-> she owns an old record player, sometimes she’ll play a record for the pair of you and ask you to dance. you always say yes, how could you say no to someone so cute?

-> she’s actually a very talented person. you’re always reminding her of this, because sometimes she forgets.

-> the woman literally has an ear for good music, can bake, cook, CRAFT, sew, garden, write….

-> I also (for some reason) think she has some secret talent at chess. Like, she’s untouchable when it comes to that game. You don’t know how, but she wins every time, it’s entertaining to watch but it does mean board game nights aren’t really overly competitive x

-> her love language is absolutely words of affirmation.

-> please tell her how much you care about her, and how good you think she is. she will melt.

-> i actually think her default form of giving love language is a mixture of physical touch and gift giving.

-> she mightn’t always know how to tell you how much she loves you verbally, but she’ll write it in a poem and gift it to you or she’ll make you a gift or maybe even softly stroke your back in the mornings and it’ll all be clear

-> you never have to doubt how much she cares about you.

-> loves cutesy nicknames. call her ‘my love’ or ‘darling’ and watch her MELT.

-> (has a soft spot for the nickname ‘princess’.)

-> you and her are just so sickeningly sweet when you’re together.

-> you can spend entire days with each other in peaceful silence. just lying in each others arms and occasionally whispering how much you love each other, softly pressing kisses to each others lips cheeks and forehead. really anywhere you can.

-> Angie will roll her eyes and pretend to be ‘sick’ but she’s secretly over the moon. she’s never seen Donna so happy and confident in herself than when she found you.

-> it makes her happy to see. it’s what Donna deserves <3

AAAAGGGGG I AM SO SOFT FOR THIS WOMAN 😭😭😭

[aiigonorus]

why not both?

pairing: eisuke ichinomiya x MC x soryu oh.

rating: mature. it’s nice & smutty.

requested by: just me, lmao. definitely send me a request if you have one tho pls!

word count: ~1700.

author’s notes: okay so this is my first fanfic, crossing my fingers that it’s alright! i wrote this while i was at work on my phone, so pls forgive any errors. anyway, i just had to write this bc every time i look at the picture below, i’m like “man i’d give up my ability to eat chocolate ever again if i could sandwich myself between them”. in addition, since they’re two of my fave characters, the idea of them both being totally whipped for MC & doting on her makes me really happy?? i’m rambling, just pls read it & let me know what y'all think! enjoy 😘

            we’re already on round two, my trembling body firmly straddling eisuke’s. a light sheen of sweat shimmers on my skin, long ____ hair tumbling wildly around my shoulders as wisps stick to my forehead. my lungs are burning, half from the exertion & half from not getting enough air, eisuke’s lips effectively cutting off my supply. his cock is seated fully in me, going so deep i swear i can feel him nudging against my womb. round one had been rough & fast, almost animalistic in its ferocity, which is what i expected from my ceo lover. but this time, he’s going slow, his hips barely moving at all from where they’re sitting on our bed. i’m growing frustrated at his cock hitting all the right spots, just without enough force to give me what i want & need. i try desperately to move my hips, but his fingers tighten on them, keeping me in place. “now now, baby,” he coos, smirking deviously. i whimper as he continues the tortuously slow pace, his lips moving down to my neck to leave a mark there. “who said you could be in control here?” that arrogant tone, as always, sets my teeth on edge. but as drugged with his sex as i am, i’m completely at his mercy, & we both know it; there’s no way i can return with some snark like i usually do. just as i think the torment is going to go on forever, i vaguely hear the door open over the sound of my own heart racing in my ears & i feel cool air on my bare back. he must be home.

            “tch. what, you’re back already?” eisuke doesn’t seem pleased, but that doesn’t stop his cock from driving into my dripping pussy. there’s no answer, just the sound of keys settling on a surface & a jacket being pulled off. i can barely get my eyes open, & when i do, all i can see is eisuke’s handsome, & currently displeased, face. but i do feel the bed dip behind me, & suddenly a broad chest is against my back. “i’m home, princess.” i automatically lean back into his warmth, my mouth still hanging open from eisuke’s thrusts. “think you can handle more?” hands slightly larger than those of the man currently inside me slide around to cup my breasts, fingers tugging at my nipples as i moan quietly. “i’m taking care of her, soryu. wait your turn,” eisuke snaps, apparent jealousy causing him to slap his hips against mine is a blessingly savage thrust. i cry out in response, nails digging into his damp shoulders. “i was asking her, not you. will you let me make love to you too, ______?” unable to form words, i simply mewl incoherently, one of my hands blindly reaching back to slide into the neatly slicked back hair of my other lover. as if i would ever turn either of them down, is what i want to say. instead, i turn my head, searching for a kiss. he’s pleased by my reaction, if his throaty chuckle is any indication. his lips take mine, the gentle nature of them at odds with eisuke’s ferocity. their opposing natures balance each other perfectly, like yin & yang; together, they make up the perfect lover.

            while i’m already tired, soryu’s appearance only adds to my arousal, & i know i can’t stop now. i moan into his deep kiss, eisuke echoing the sound with a hiss as my pussy clenches around him. i’m in no need of wooing or foreplay, & soryu seems to understand that, as he momentarily breaks away from our kiss to strip completely. there’s a twinge of regret that i can’t do that myself, or even just watch him do it, but that’s quickly washed away by the feeling of his fingers on my clit. i quake under the pleasure, one hand wrapping around both of their necks. it’s eisuke’s turn again to kiss me, & no one kisses quite like eisuke ichinomiya. he’s claiming my mouth, tongue conquering the soft cavern like he owns it– & he probably does. the wet muscle is mimicking the motions of his cock inside me, & it takes a moment for my hazy brain to register our change in position. he’s standing by the bed now, hands under my thighs as he wraps my legs around his waist. he’s easily holding my weight, the sudden help of gravity causing him to slide impossibly deeper into my weeping pussy. i almost choke on my own tongue in response until i feel soryu’s large hands trailing down my sides, causing me to shiver. then he’s softly pulling my pert cheeks apart, & i feel a wet finger breach my hole.

            the added sensation causes my eyes to fly open on a gasp, staring up at my beloved narcissist. my head falls back against a strong shoulder, finally managing to catch a glimpse of my beloved mobster’s face. both men’s eyes are narrowed with lust, though soyru’s gaze is just a tad gentler. “relax for me, princess.” i’m overwhelmed by both the sensations & being surrounded by the two most attractive men i’d ever met, but that doesn’t matter. my body is so well trained by them both that it’s already following orders, tense muscles easing so his finger can slide all the way in. another two are added in rapid succession, & i’m this close to cumming all over eisuke’s dick. soryu seems to realize this however, & quickly pulls his fingers from my ass. “you don’t cum–” “–until we say.” oh sure. these two bicker constantly & fight over my attention, but now they agree. damn men. my hostile thoughts are cut short when eisuke suddenly pulls out, only to return with a brutal thrust; this time, soryu’s cock joins him. a keening cry escapes my lips as the sudden penetration rocks me up, breasts bouncing against eisuke’s chest. a duo of rough curses can be heard after my cry fades away, eisuke’s hands tightening on my waist while soryu grips my ass. “fuck, you’re tight.” i moan weakly in response, my arms wrapped around eisuke’s neck for dear life.

            i’m now impaled on two throbbing cocks, & i’ve never felt so full in my life. my closed eyes well up against my will at the overload of sensation, but my tears don’t get a chance to fall; fingers brush softly at my left eye at the same time that lips caress my right, soothing away any unease. they give me a chance to take a breather, & i find the comfort only their arms bring. i nod after a few heartbeats, using my hold on eisuke’s shoulders to pull myself up higher. “move.” then they’re taking me, their hips moving in dominating thrusts i swear i can taste in the back of my throat. huffs & the sound of of skin hitting skin fill the room, my moans & the occasional masculine growl adding into the mix. they fill me so completely & are pressed so tightly against me that i can no longer tell where i end & they begin, & i’d have it no other way. i love the two of them more than anything, & while our relationship isn’t the norm, it makes me happier than i’ve ever been. & as i switch back & forth from kissing them both, i can tell they agree. the emotions flying in our little bubble seems to spur them on, their thrusts speeding up. each keeping a hand on me for support, one of their hands finds my clit & the other pinches my abused nipple. “cum.” my body is no match for the union of their hoarse voices giving me an order, & i obey, clenching hard around their members as i gush around eisuke’s cock. my scream fills the room, the tightening of my passages around them sends the men over the edge with me, their grunts & hisses like music to my ears. i shiver anew when i feel two warm spurts inside me, both my holes filled beyond capacity. 

            i wilt back against soryu’s chest, unable to hold myself up. they both pull out, my pussy twitching at the fresh stimulus of their cum dribbling out of me. with great effort, i turn in soryu’s arms as he lowers us back to the bed, nuzzling against his neck. he runs his fingers softly down my spine as eisuke leaves, the water running before he returns. he gently spreads my legs, dutifully cleaning up after himself & his friend/rival. he tosses it in the general direction of the bathroom, leaving it for the maid (aka me, i think with a glower) to take care of before returning to bed. i’m still basically a limp noodle, so they pull me up to the pillows, bringing the sheet up to cover the three of us. i sigh, completely content, giggling as they lean in to lick their bite marks; they each left one on either side of my neck, despite how i complain about not being able to cover it with my uniform. i suppose it’s only fair, i think smugly, my eyes trailing over the nail marks on eisuke’s back & the hickey on soryu’s neck. we just can’t seem to help but mark each other, it appears. i yawn hugely, & we get into our usual sleep position: eisuke lying flat, me tucked firmly against his side with an arm across his chest & one of his large hands wrapped possessively around my thigh. soryu is at my back, curling around me protectively, arm draped around my waist. i rest one of my legs over eisuke’s, the other pressing back to curl with soryu’s. tomorrow will be another morning of making coffee & omelettes, but for now, i drift off to a sleep, a soft “i love you” on my lips. i can’t work up enough energy to say a name, but it doesn’t matter; they both answer anyway. “i love you too, princess.” “i love you, baby.”