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[historyforfuture]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!

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theydid not lie that misgend3ring does slowly kill you overtime

[cece693]

We Belong Together (DARK! Steve Rogers x M! Reader)

Just something that came to mind and couldn't help but write it. Please tell me if you like this style of writing more or prefer my original one. Thanx for reading!

Summary: Dating Steve Rogers was more difficult than you'd imagined. He was a man riddled with insecurities and, unfortunately, this affected your relationship.

tags: dark Steve Rogers, manipulation, the Avengers are no help, toxic relationship, not Steve friendly, gaslighting, no happy ending and ambiguous ending

Your relationship with Steve was rocky, to say the least. And you know it sounded stupid because you're dating Captain America, the epitope of male perfection and respect, but you weren't dating him. You were dating Steve Rogers, the man who was always beaten to a pulp behind alleyways before the serum took over. The man who did everything to fit in, but was neglected due to his health problems and scrawny appearance. And in a way, you sympathized with Steve—he was still the boy seeking acceptance from everyone, and you, who he'd let into his heart after the whole Peggy fiasco, couldn't desert him. But there was a line between what you would label as love and obsession.

It would be fine if Steve wanted to spend each weekend lazing about in bed, arms wrapped around you, not wanting to let you even use the bathroom, but it was another story if he had your location turned on and was texting you hurtful messages implying infidelity. You'd let it pass one time, but when it became a routine, and Steve became more suffocating to be around, you realized you'd fucked up. No breakup was easy, but when you're doing it to Steve Rogers, a man who was known for his determination and unwillingness to change his mind, it would be near impossible.

With his job as a full-time Avenger, there was never a good time for you to sit down and talk to Steve. He was either tired or stressed, with the latter making you squeamish to even interact with. No Steve was pleasant to deal with, as of late, but a stressed Steve was walking into enemy ground. If the damage to the punching bags was any indication. However, it seems whatever God above favored you when your boyfriend announced he'd asked for a week off to spend it with you. His smile was genuine, but you noted the strange twinkle in his eyes when he casually noted that it would be your anniversary.

"Who knows what surprise I have in store for you." He said, but those words, said with so much innocence had you fretting. You hated to do it, but it seemed you'd be breaking up with him before his plan could come to fruition.

"Steve, about that..." You trailed off, looking away from him to gain courage, but found none. "I don't think we're working out. I want to break up." There, you said internally, just like ripping off a bandaid. You risked looking up at Steve and instantly regretted it. He had a look of silent fury and violence??? but then it washed over with indifference. You expected yelling, even begging, but silence stung more. "I'm sorry, but I..." How would you broach the topic of his toxicity without sounding like a total asshole?

"Is there someone else?" Steve interrupted, quite rudely. He tilted his head, mind racing with every person who'd ever interacted with you. Who had convoluted your mind into breaking up with him? If there was another man, Steve would make them regret their existence. Taking what wasn't theirs to begin with. "Is it Thomas? I knew he wasn't just a friend."

"No!" You shouted, hurt by the implication. Thomas was a co-worker who you befriended—he was like a brother to you, nothing more, nothing less. "This is part of the problem, Steve. You think I always cheat, making me feel stupid for overreacting to your jealousy when it's unhealthy as hell."

"But you always seem so close to everyone else." Your ex replied, his voice wavering between anger and insecurity. "How am I supposed to feel when I see you laughing and talking with Thomas like that?"

You shook your head, frustration boiling over. "How are you supposed to feel?! You're supposed to trust me, Steve! You're supposed to know that if I'm with you, it's because I chose you. But you keep pushing me away with all this suspicion. It's exhausting."

Steve clenched his fists, struggling to find the words. "I only act this way because I care about you, because I don't want to lose you. You know how much I love you. If I didn't care so much, I wouldn't be jealous." He knew it was a stupid reason, but Steve was desperate. He wouldn't lose you over something he had no control over. Didn't you know how handsome, pretty, and unique you truly were? Didn't you see the hungry stares people throw your way? It was Steve's duty as a boyfriend to show them you were taken; his completely.

"That's another thing, Steve! You alienating me from my friends and co-workers."

Steve's face twisted in frustration. "So, what? I should just sit back and let whomever get close to you?"

"I can't control everyone's actions, Steve! Don't try to guilt trip me into thinking your behavior is normal...it isn't. Your reaction just reaffirms my decision." Not wanting to face your ex any longer, you stood up from the table and headed to the door. After all, this was Steve's apartment, and as much as he tried to encourage you to move in, right now you were grateful you stood your ground. But not even before your hand touched the doorknob, Steve's whimpers sounded behind you.

Steve panicked seeing you near the door. You had to understand—he never meant to make you angry, he just loves you so much that perhaps his behavior did come off as overbearing. But this was for your own good, Steve thought, you were too naive, too trusting of people who would only take advantage of you. With tears in his eyes, Steve began to whimper and make himself look half his size. "I'm sorry. I'll change, I promise, but please don't leave me. I love you."

It irked Steve that you didn't face him, but when he saw you pause, his heart rejoiced. Just for it to quickly fall again when you did open the door and told him you couldn't do this anymore. Unable to do anything as you finally closed the door, leaving him alone, Steve's anger made an appearance. Grabbing the closest thing to him, he flung it to the wall and continued to do so until every single item in his living room lay in thousands of tiny little pieces.

You're acting irrationally, Steve told himself. You'll soon come to realize the grave mistake you are making. I'm the only one who could protect and love you. I'll give you space to calm down, and then, perhaps you can understand me.

A week had passed since you'd broken up with Steve, and the man wasn't taking the news well. He believed you would've crumbled and ran back into his arms once the day ended, but when you hadn't called, much less answered his messages, the man grew furious. How dare you block his number and change the locks on your door? Did you have a visitor over, taking advantage of his absence to fuck whomever you desired? Didn't he mean anything to you? The week's absence had made Steve spiral out of control.

The reasonable part of him told him to move on, respect your wishes, and cease contact, but this was you. You weren't replaceable to Steve, oh no, he would make you stand by his side until death do part. Didn't you see you guys were meant to be? It also probably didn't help that the Avengers took his side and began feeding into Steve's delusions.

"I don't get it, man. You treat him right and love him unconditionally. How could he break your heart?" Was Tony's response once he heard of your relationship status. "He's dumb to break things off. I can only hope my relationship with Pepper is as strong as yours." Yeah, Tony wasn't really a help in calming Steve down.

Meanwhile, you were picking up the pieces of your life. Reconnecting with friends Steve had frightened off and taking a much-needed vacation from New York. You couldn't escape Steve when he was a public image—Captain America basically ruled over New York and had a place in people's hearts.

Sitting down at the little cabin you rented for the month, you sipped on your coffee and rethought your plans. Initially, you wanted to just start anew in New York, forget about Steve, and continue living your life, but that was thrown out the window. You could sense eyes wherever you went after breaking things off with Steve, and you might be crazy for saying such a thing, but you knew Steve. Knew he would pull strings to keep in contact and have an eye on you.

It also wasn't unreasonable to make such a connection when Steve was the leader of the Avengers—a team of superheroes with varying skills and resources. So your original plan of staying turned into you seeking residence as far away from the U.S. as possible. Yet, when you believe you've found the perfect place, something gets in the way—your bank is unable to transfer funds, the listing immediately reads as sold, the realtor not answering your calls. Every hindrance only makes you come to the same conclusion—Steve.

Yelling when the mug shattered in your hand, hot coffee burning your skin, you realized you weren’t alone. The front door of the cabin was closed, but standing next to it was Steve. The nearby lamp cast a dim, flickering light over his figure, highlighting his state of disarray. His once clean-cut appearance was gone, replaced by stubble, messy hair, and a simple t-shirt with jeans that looked like they’d been slept in. "Get out." You hissed, but the man only stepped closer, frightening you. "Get out! I don't want anything to do with you."

"I tried to be nice, and give you space, but nothing works." Steve said, ignoring your wishes as he advanced toward you. For every step he took, you stepped back twice. You couldn't help but fear for your safety when Steve disregarded your wishes and had this glint of madness in his eyes. "I need you. Can't you see that?"

Your back hit the wall, trapping you as Steve loomed closer. You never took your eyes off him, every nerve in your body screaming for you to escape, but there was nowhere left to go. "Steve, please." you begged, your voice trembling with a mix of fear and desperation. "You're scaring me. This isn't love."

Steve’s hand reached out, brushing against your cheek in a gesture that once might have been tender, but now only filled you with dread. "You’ll see, in time. You’ll remember how good we were together. You just need to stop fighting it."

Before you could react, Steve's hand shot out, gripping your chin with a force that made you wince. In a flash, he pulled you closer and crushed his lips against yours, his kiss bruising and possessive. You struggled against him, trying to push him away, but his arms were too strong, locking you in place as he held you tightly.

Your mind raced, panic surging through you as you fought to break free. This was not the man you once cared for; this was someone consumed by a twisted obsession, willing to do anything to keep you. Tears welled in your eyes as you clawed at his arms, desperate for air, desperate to escape.

[zhaosbin]

HIII!! Can I ask for how zb1 members would react to missing your bday?? thanx

yess ofc <3

hanbin- this man would be a WRECK... he definitely has your bday marked down on every calendar he owns so the only way he'd miss it is probably due to some schedule or being in a different time zone. whatever the reason, hanbin buys you 10x the gifts he already got you bc he just feels so bad :(

hao- hao would be rlly upset :( he loves u sm and doesn't get to see you that much bc of work so missing ur bday would just be the worst possible thing for him... but don't worry bc the next day he will spoil you with kisses and gifts and make your day even more special than the day before!

matthew- i'm sorry but i can imagine matthew missing ur bday bc he worked out sm at the gym and fell asleep right after 😭 ur not even mad at him the next day, in fact, you're very happy to see his perfectly toned body as your gift ;)

ricky- if ricky misses ur bday...just know w*ke one is behind it. he'd be pissed as hell at everyone, with the exception of you of course. he'd send a lavish car to your house early the next day and meet you at the airport to take you to paris and take you on a shopping spree with his credit card, obviously.

gyuvin- mans would be so upset😭 you're not mad at him but you'd definitely torment him with jokes about it for the rest of his life... gyuvin would def make it up to u tho in the sweetest ways, taking u out for a special meal and going to an amusement park or something :(

gunwook- i can see him being angry at himself/whoever was responsible for him missing your bday... we all know gunwook is very hot when he has his intimidating face on so seeing him like that would instantly make you forgive him tbh😭

taerae- another sad boy :( he'd have such a cute dinner planned out (he cooked!) & his guitar ready to serenade you with a song he wrote about you <\3 dw you will get it the next day and it'll be even better (he burnt the food the first time)

jiwoong- MAD ANGRY MAD MAD sorry there's something abt angry jiwoong that excites me... he's another one that would prob miss ur bday due to scheduling conflicts so he'd be pissed at whoever was behind it. when u guys finally do celebrate ur bday he'd take you out for a picnic and a sweet walk around your city (he's using his kdrama actor methods on you)

yujin- i feel like he'd be a little sad abt it but once he realizes your not actually mad at him he'd ask you to play roblox or go to the convenience store with him 😭

[starhvney]

𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 ☆ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: dante, travis, vylad

𝐂𝐖: NSFW, sexual content and kinks, but nothing extreme or disturbing

𝐀/𝐍: happy fourth of july if anyone decides i need to be spayed after this please do it before the fireworks show thanx!!!! also sorry if this is incoherent i was lowkey going insane writing this lol

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑻 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑺 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑻, 𝑰𝑭 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑮𝑬 𝑶𝑹 𝑼𝑵𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑺𝑬𝑿𝑼𝑨𝑳 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑬 𝑫𝑵𝑰.

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄 | mirror sex, cock warming, teasing, dirty talk

☆ normally not a day goes by without this man at least whispering something completely dirty in your ear, his hands wandering and grabby for whatever he can appropriately reach at the time. you two could be having a normal time chilling on the couch and all of a sudden you’re in his lap while he asks you to just “warm him up” for a bit.

“quit twitching so much.” dante chuckles in your ear, hands squeezing the fat of your hips that he holds securely in place. “i’m trying to watch the movie.”

he hasn’t let you budge a single bit since he had you sit down on his dick, trapping you and keeping you snug in his lap. the tv screen had been flashing light against your eyelids ever since you closed them a good while ago, whatever you both had been watching long gone from your mind.

“shut up.” you breathe, involuntarily fluttering around him as you try to shift your hips again. “that’s not what you’re trying to do and you know it.”

another huff of amused air rustles your hair as his hips shift under you, bringing a rather pathetic-sounding moan from your lips when he twitches inside of you.

“oh?” he coos at you, voice nothing if not full of mischief. “why don’t we go to the bedroom, then?”

☆ his teasing doesn’t end there. it never does. especially when you’re fixed so pretty on his lap, both of your forms reflected in the mirror he had been sure to fix right in front of your shared bed when you got it. 

“what’re you so embarrassed for? look right ahead, baby.”

you’d slap him if you didn’t feel so good right now, one of his hands circling and rubbing your clit while the other grabs onto your chin, forcing your head to look forward at your reflection.

even if you wanted to close your legs for some sort of reprieve from his touch you wouldn’t be able to. your legs have been hooked over his, feet trapped between his calves and the bed, leaving you completely at his mercy as he spreads you out on top of him.

your eyes meet his through the mirror and he looks like he could cum right there, his eyes rolling back for a second when he sees that breathless look on your face.

“holy shit you’re so hot.” he groans, pressing a sloppy kiss against your neck. 

☆ at a certain point he can’t even draw it out any longer, his own patience thinning out the closer you get to the edge. his arms find themselves wrapping tightly around your waist, giving him the momentum to completely lose himself in you. 

your hands have found their place on his thighs, fingers digging into his bare skin as you’re continuously lifted and dropped back down onto his cock. he doesn’t even flinch at the pinch of your nails against him, all of his focus on how good you both feel.

his shoulder has become the place for your head to fall back on, broken moans leaving your lips with every bounce on his lap. you’d already cum twice at this point, head dizzy as you watched your mixed release ring around the base of his shaft.

“so good, taking it all for me. you’re so tight.” he unabashedly moans into your ear, breaths hitting your ear as he shows no sign of stopping, even as your legs violently shake against his. “love makin’ you feel good.”

☆ even when you’re both spent, he doesn’t stop running his mouth, even if his words are slurred as both of you lay back on the sheets in exhaustion. 

“you were s’good. you’re so sexyyy-” he mutters against the side of your head, eyes dropping closed.

“dante, shut up.”

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒 | face sitting, lingerie/cosplay/dress-up, noise play

☆ this dirty-minded man. you honestly should’ve expected it, with how much he drools over your ass and thighs any chance he gets. before he even gets any kind of pleasure from you, he begs for you to trap his face between your thighs.

“don’t be shy, babe, you’re not gonna hurt me.” he coaxes you, hands tugging you down as you hover over him. “please. i’ll make you feel so good, promise.”

nervously, you lower yourself on his face, your thighs feeling unbelievably soft as he presses them against his cheeks, pulling your core right over his lips.

immediately he goes all in, hands squeezing your ass, fully rolling your cunt onto his mouth as he begins to messily eat you out. 

☆ the noises he makes are downright pornographic, the mixes of his satisfied moans and the crude wet slurps of his tongue nearly enough to make the tightening in your abdomen snap. and with his eagerness, it’s hard to hold back. especially when he’s wanting you to be loud, too. 

“keeping making those noises f’me, hon.” he takes a breath, not caring how his face was covered in your juices or how his eyes were completely glazed over in lust as he looked up at you with those pleading eyes.

even if you were trying to stay quiet it’s impossible now, not with his determination to get your voice to echo off the walls. he’s curling his tongue in all the right places, shaking his head back and forth for his nose to brush just right against your clit.

when you try to pull away, the electric shock of pleasure growing to its peak, he pulls you right back in, having you ride it out while he relishes in the whines you make. his eyes are rolled back as he drinks up everything you give him, completely drunk on the way you taste.

☆ and when you add a skimpy little outfit or lingerie on top of all of that? oh, he’s going feral.

“you make me feel like such a perv.” he groans, one of his hands placed between your shoulder blades keeping you face down on the bed while the other pushes the tight nurse costume above your ass. “you knew this would turn me on, huh?”

the lace underneath that did anything but provide you modesty has him reeling, the hard-on straining against his pants borderline painful.

it’s only a minute later that he’s frantically driving himself into you, both of his hands gripping your ass and spreading you out to watch as you take him. 

“i already feel better, nurse. this treatment is just for me, right? cause i’m your favorite?”

…he used to be a theater guy, so it’s a given he’d be getting a little into it.

☆ he clings to you afterward, resting his head on your chest and hands resting on your hips, a position that was totally and completely unrelated to the activities you were just up to.

“…can you dress up like a maid next time?” he mutters into your boobs, and you can feel the perverted smile curving on his lips. 

that earns a harsh slap to his back.

𝐕𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐃 | soft sex, praise, pampering/babying, body worship

☆ it’s sickeningly sweet, how vylad handles you in bed. honeyed words leave his lips as soon as the clothes are stripped from your body.

you’re not sure if you should be turned on, fall asleep, or start crying at the gentle caresses that ghosted along your skin. vylad’s lips pepper sweet kisses against your neck, sending warm shockwaves across your whole nervous system.

“you’re so beautiful.” he murmurs, fingers traveling between your thighs, coaxing your folds open.

he works one finger in, massaging you open before adding another finger, then another. he doesn’t stop the path of his lips against you either, his kisses lining your jaw and nearing your ear. 

“there you go, just relax for me. i’m gonna take care of you. don’t worry your pretty little head about anything else.”

☆ and it’s true. you don’t even have to think, your mind only dizzily swirling with thoughts of vylad and how good you felt as he took the lead.

it’s like you were drunk, thoughts incoherent while vylad’s slow pace melted and churned your insides. your vision was blurred and crossed every time you opened your eyes, so you settle on completely letting yourself turn brain-dead.

“you're doing so well for me.. good girl.” he whispers, voice softer than the pillows you laid on.

whatever chance you had at being anything other than putty in his hands flies straight out the window.

he rocks into you at a slow pace, dragging himself out to the head before pushing in all the way back down to the hilt. every time he drove himself back in he managed to hit that perfect spot, sending your eyes to the back of your head and shockwaves up your spine. 

throughout it all his words stay just as steady as his pace, his voice soft and quiet in your ear. 

“does it feel good when i do that?”

“look at you… so sweet.”

“you’re so perfect, you know that?”

☆ he’s so overwhelmingly loving to you, it almost makes you want to shy away. especially with how his eyes linger on every part of you. from the expressions you make to how your chest softly bounces with every thrust, down to where your waist curves and your bodies meet. he won’t let you hide from him, though.

vylad’s hands laced with yours, pinning them both by your head and leaving you completely vulnerable to him.

“you’re so beautiful. right now and all the time.” he whispers, eyes unashamedly tracing across every curve and line of your skin, taking in every feature of your face.

“if only you could see the way you look right now.”

☆ after you’re both done his praise doesn’t stop, even as the pleasure slurs his words together and has him pressing his weight onto you.

“so good. you feel so good.” he sighs, hips and chest flush with yours. his face is tucked in the crook of your neck, heavy breaths leaving goosebumps against your sweaty skin.

“my girl. you did so well for me.”

©starhvney, 2024. please do not steal or repost my works as your own.

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hiiiiii I'd like to please request for Yami nozel and Fue with a shy s/o who gives the guys a hickey on the neck or collarbone for the first time and it totally catches them off guard and they become a flustered mess

Thankyou (⁠｡⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠｡⁠)❤️

Hiya~!

Oh flustered, blushing men, who usually are anything but~, sign me right up! ^^ I hope you like these! And you're very welcome, thanx for dropping by!

Pairings: Yami x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Fuegoleon x f!reader Genre: fluff Fanfic type: Headcanons Total length: ~1.3k Warnings: nothing, the guys are just blushing messes~

Yami

You and Yami had been dating for a while now, but somehow he still managed to make you have butterflies in your stomach every now and then. Because that’s juts how he was. He would catch you off guard and give you that sneaky grin, that in all honesty, was so adorable.

He might have been a tease, but it was all to make you think about him. And he did want you to think about him.

A part of you suspected that he was more jealous than he lead on, even though he did trust you. It was more about him cherishing you, and wanting you to want to be with him, than anything else. But still. His jealousness was adorable as well.

However, there came on idea to you. Because if he was territorial about you, then why couldn’t you be territorial about him?

So? A lipstick mark on his cheek? A bracelet with your name on it? Or another piece of “couple jewellery” perhaps?

The it occurred to you, that you could give him a hickey~ It’d be something that you’d make, a mark left on his skin, which would be harmless and heal soon enough, but would still carry the symbol of him being yours and you his.

It was nerving, because you never did anything like that. But with Yami… you could. You would dare. Because you trusted him.

So, one day, when you were wishing him goodbye for the day, you leaned in, as if to give him a kiss on the cheek. A little innocent peck to wish him well for the day… but instead you had a very different plan~

You placed your hands onto his shoulders, and let your lips approach his cheek, but changed the trajectory of your movement, dropping your lips onto his neck instead.

You pressed your mouth against his skin, and sucked it between your lips. Hard.

A faint hum, a breath, as if an exhale to tell him that you were having something delicious, left you.

And as you leaned back, eyes looking onto the now red patch of skin on his skin, a smirk found its way to your lips. Because you had dared to do something like this.

But as your eyes climbed to gaze into his, they saw a dumbfounded expression as Yami stood there with what must’ve been a faint blush on his cheeks, and agape mouth, as he could only look at you.

However, he recovered and smirked back to you. “That’s my girl,” he said, making your cheeks warm in return.

Nozel

You and Nozel had reached the state in your relationship, where your relationship had been made public; announced that you were in fact dating. That had been one of the most wonderful, and anxiety inducing days of your life, because there you had been, listening about how it was now official that you were dating a member of a royal house.

A part of you was thankful of the fact that when it came to his private life, Nozel was a very private man. Which meant that he didn’t put you on the spot either.

Of course, you needed to represent a bit as well, because of your newly acquired status, but you didn’t need to be out too much. And displays of affection happened mostly within closed doors, rather than under the eyes of … whoever might have been there to watch.

But you did enjoy the little things he did, here and there, such as hold your hand. Walk side to side with you so close that you could feel his warmth.

Though, your favourite thing had to be the hairclip he had given you. The Silva insignia hairclip.

It was now hidden behind your ear, in a place where it wasn’t quite so obvious, but it was there, with you, nonetheless. And it made you think about how you could dare to be a bit bold. Give him a mark of some kind to carry as well.

But he could buy anything he wished for, so a gift like that wouldn’t make a lot of sense. It’d have to be something that only you could give him.

And that was when you devised a plan.

Next morning when he was getting dressed, seated in front of the mirror, you came from behind him and leaned in, wrapping your arms around him.

His head turned in an effort to look at you, not through the mirror but directly.

But as you lowered your head down to the level of his neck, and pressed your mouth against his soft skin, he tensed in your arms. And the moment when his skin was caught between your lips as you sucked, a gasp left his lungs. A surprised, but not… un-pleased gasp. Quite the opposite, actually.

You moved back, revealing a patch of red skin where your lips had been.

Nozel turned around in his seat to look at you.

His eyes were open, lips parted, but most importantly, his cheeks were covered with a pink hue.

With his stare your confidence faded, and you averted your eyes, but still there was a pleased, proud smile on your lips. Because now he’d have a little mark, made by you. Even if it’d be hidden under the collar of his shirt.

But he had one.

Fuegoleon

Fuegoleon was, despite his authority, a private man. Especially when it came to his love life. But it stemmed from his wish to remain professional, as well as the concept of the matters of your relationship staying between you and him, instead of being the business of the public. Though he did declare that he loved you any time it was suitable.

His love was never something to be questioned.

And he did make you feel secure and safe. Despite being shy, you didn’t feel like that around him. You could say that his strength was contagious like that~

He was a strong, proud man, and you knew that he was also proud about having you in his life. Because, though it had taken time to notice it, whenever you were close to him, he stood a little taller. Whenever he looked at you, he smiled.

And you wanted him to feel like that all the time; to feel that you were with him, throughout his entire day.

A lipstick mark on his cheek would do the trick, but it’d smear, and perhaps be a little too obvious. In the way that it’d be right there, on his face. And he did want to be professional, so something else would have to do. Perhaps something that would be just for him and you to know. Which made you think about something…~

Next morning, when he still wasn’t wearing his jacket, only his t-shirt, and he came to give you a hug before venturing to work. You placed your hands onto his chest, and looked at him in the eyes, only to lover your gaze down and push the collar of his shirt aside just before your lips met with the skin right above his collar bone.

And you sucked, getting some of his skin between your lips, which left with a popping sound, leaving behind a red mark. But a very different kind as to the one that was on his forehead.

You couldn’t help the little proud smirk that tugged the corner of your mouth up right before you lifted your gaze to look at him.

He stood there with wide eyes, and lifted his right hand before his mouth to cough a little into his hand, as if to calm himself as a faint blush decorated his cheeks.

Your smirk faded into a tender smile as you averted your eyes. He was quite adorable with that flushed expression of his. But he was also your proud, adorable boyfriend.

[moonswolfie]

Kenma, suna, and tsukishima with a gf that loves to baby them? Like she loves dressing them up, dotes on them, and acts liek their parent sometimes? Thanx!

HELLO THERE EVERYONE

i return with a request and a new theme 😏 thank u so much for requesting🩵 i know i just changed my theme but i'm already making pinterest boards for new themes ITS JUST SO FUN!

in case you couldn't tell the reader is fem!

ALSO SUMMER HOLIDAYS!?!??! Its nice to finally be free...

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Tsukishima Kei

"I'm worried about you, you know." you placed your head in your hands, leaning your elbows on the table. "Really, it should be the other way around. You don't know this even though it should be basic knowledge." Tsukishima sighed, ready to go over the biology lesson with you for the hundreth time already.

"Do you get enough sleep? Your eyebags are looking a little big lately. Do you eat enough? You look stressed. You always tell me you're fine, but-"

"I'm fine." Tsukishima brushed you off, looking back at the notebook.

"What are you pouting like a toddler for?" when he looked back up at you, he was seriously baffled by the similarity of your face to a little kid who got refused to eat candy. Though, maybe, just maybe, he finds it kind of cute. Maybe.

"We're done studying." you got up from the dining table, placing your hands on your hips. "You do realise I'm only doing this because you asked, right? And you're the one still struggling with this subject, last time I checked." he furrowed his brows slightly.

"I won't be able to study in peace until I see you sleeping peacefully in bed after a good meal. We can start with the sleep and I'll cook something later!" you were determined to take care of him now. Sometimes your boyfriend's aloof attitude towards his well being and towards everything in general makes you worry. Whenever he replies with a simple "I'm fine" you must dote on him for a bit. That's the rule.

It looked like he was weighing his choices for a brief moment before sighing and saying "Fine, just don't come crying when you fail this test tommorow."

"Yaaaay, I'll be up in your room, ready to tuck you in!" you pecked his lips, spun around on your heels and ran upstairs to his room.

Tsukishima sighed, closing his notebook. When he looked to the doorway, his mom was standing there and smiling at him. He immediately tensed up, worrying about just how much of your conversation she heard.

"You know, your girlfriend would make a good mom. I'm just saying." Tsukishima's mom smiled at her son cheekily. He hid his face, not moving for a good thirty seconds before practically sprinting to his room.

He never did tell you why he looked so red upon arriving in his room.

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Suna Rintaro

"Is all of this really neccessary?" Suna raised one of his perfect brows when you placed another shirt in his arms. You took him out for a shopping trip today. Your shopping trips always end with him walking out the mall with a whole new closet instead of the other way around.

He always insists that he doesn't need new clothes or much of anything, but you always end up convincing him into a mall trip. You spoil him rotten, to be honest. Not that he minds.

"Yeah, how else am I going to keep you well-dressed?" you urged him to the dressing room just so you can clap excitedly at every outfit he puts on and models for you. He already looks like one, so why not take advantage of that, right?

"Okay, whatever you say, babe." Suna rolled his eyes playfully and walked into the changing room. You were squealing excitedly at each outfit he appeared in from behind the curtain like a crazy fangirl.

He didn't seem too enthusiastic about some of the outfits which made you sad but for the most part, you had loads of fun. He was taking a while with the last outfit, though. And you were probably overreacting, but you got worried.

You just can't help but worry for your boyfriend sometimes, even if it is unwarranted. It's kind of your thing. One time he accidentally cut his finger and you spent every moment together with him pressing get better kisses on it. You made sure he changed the bandaid every day, too. You were comically worried about him being able to attend volleyball practice. And that's just one of the examples.

So you pulled back the curtain.

"A little privacy, please?" Your boyfriend was standing in the changing room in all of his shirtless glory. You never really thought about it until now, but Suna is fit. You suppose it makes sense, considering he plays volleyball, but still. He was smiling at you cheekily, probably amused by how dumbfounded you look right now.

"I... um, it's... I was just worried about you! And put your shirt back on, you'll catch a cold!" You don't think you've ever closed a curtain as fast before.

You could hear Suna laugh to himself behind the curtain. "Sure, sure, mom. But I think you were just trying to be a little sneaky."

Well, you still ended up spoiling your boyfriend with new clothes that day, but you ended up with an accidental gift of your own, too. Maybe being a worrywart isn't that bad sometimes.

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Kozume Kenma

"Um, I can eat on my own..." Kenma gently pushed away your hand, which was holding food to his mouth.

"Oh, we both know you wouldn't eat at all if I didn't hand feed you. You seriously need to lay off the videogames sometimes." You playfully rolled your eyes, putting the piece of food back to his mouth. He sighed with exasperation and begrudgingly ate the piece of food.

"And besides, you know how much I love spoiling you. I can't resist when you're just... too cute." you pulled on his cheek like an overly excited grandma.

The thing about Kenma is, he hates that he likes being babied by you. When his mom used to do it, he found it overbearing and annoying, but when you hand feed him, it kind of feels comforting. Then again though, he can't focus on the videogame because of that. So that's why he hates it.

"I could go without the... ugh." Kenma was just about to beat the level, but you placing another piece of food in front of his face distracted him for just a moment, which made him get a game over.

"Oh..." you stared at the game over screen, suddenly feeling bad for being a distraction. You just can't help but want to baby him whenever you're with him. He doesn't exactly make it hard for you with the way he blushes and gets all embarrased every single time.

"Well then, I was just thinking you played enough videogames today. I propose we do something else." you pulled on Kenma's arm and he protested by giving you one of his iconic scowls.

"You'll get wrinkles if you frown too much." you reminded him with a gentle smile. He mumbled something you couldn't quite catch under his breath and reached for the controller.

"Oh no. No you don't." you tackled Kenma before he could do anything else. You know, if he wasn't so damn flustered right now, he would have been seriously mad. But when you smile at him like that, it's like his anger decides to get up and leave.

"Would you... umm, mind getting off me?" he was worried that he might overheat like his dad's poor laptop which he forced to run videogames far beyond its capabilities. Now he feels bad for that old thing.

"Only if you promise that we go for a little walk outside." he grumbled at first but ended up agreeing after you gave him a little kiss on the cheek as encouragement.

[monayen]

idk if I requested this already or if I dreamt it? so sorry if you get this twice 💦

can you please sort the ivory household + satoru + the ratmen into categories that are sort of like "knows where the clit is", "knows about it but can’t find it" and "has no idea what it is"? thanx ❤️

➷ Paring - Multi x Fem!Reader [Randal's Friends / Ranfren]

➷ CWs - explicit afab reader, oral (f. recieving) / cunnilingus, fingering, slight sadism (from nyen)

a/n - might be too similar to the coochie eating headcannons but i find this funny so i will be doing it anyways. also im going to default using this banner when its group headcannons :0

- Knows where the clit is

Luther

Very knowledgeable! Studies human anatomy in depth to get to better know you. Books and webpages… but he knows that nothing compares to the thrill of hands-on experience

Lay down on a table and spread your legs for him while he sits before you. Luther will settle himself between your thighs, one large hand resting possessively on your lower belly, just above the apex of your sex. His his other hand delicately spreads your folds apart, watching for your sweet reactions as he thumbs your clit

Luther knows how precious and sensitive this part of you is, and he makes sure to handle you with the utmost reverence

Nyon

Is a generous and attentive lover – a through and through giver. So he has plenty of experience being down there

When Nyon kneels before you, his face buried between your parted thighs, he really is in his element

He doesn't like to tear his eyes away but even if his eyes were shut, he’d still be able to find your clit perfectly with a swipe of his tongue and a quiver of your thighs. Is humble, but he does take pride in it :)

Satoru

Obsessed with every little part of you. Any touch that has you squirming and moaning beneath him will forever be etched into his sentience. So discovering how rubbing your sensitive clit makes you writhe and arch so beautifully beneath him... it's practically a dream come true! (get it?)

Likes to think he teases, slowly tracing circles around your bud, building the tension until it's nearly unbearable. But his own desire quickly overwhelms him, and soon he's palm-fucking you with a frenzied intensity that leaves you breathless and clutching at the sheets

- Knows what it is but can't find it

Nyen

Maybe less of “can't find it” but more “doesn't touch it” So mean!

Nyen is well aware of how sensitive your clit is, and being the sadistic creature he is, he takes great pleasure in denying you the satisfaction of having it touched. Even when he does allow himself to make contact, Nyen uses his sharp nails to send jolts of painful pleasure coursing through your body

Knows that denying you the bliss of rubbing your aching clit means that you'll be writhing in agony, pleading for any type of release. Pathetic and perfect, just for him

Sebastian

We know he has little experience. Even seeing a pussy for the first time made him so red that you were worried he was going to pass out

Still at least knows about the clitrous though, he's not clueless – just inexperienced. Does it mean he can find it without some assistance? No. But he’ll nervously spread you open as he rubs along your entrance in an attempt to elicit some type of reaction

Too awkward to ask you what he's doing wrong, so unless you’re kind enough to show him… get ready for a lot of trial and error. Kind of endearing

- No idea what it is

All the Ratman

Obvious. They just know it feels good when they sink their dicks into your hole – really good. Foreplay is a foreign concept to them, their minds just set on the singular desire to rut and breed

Micheal and Robert have more of the mind to listen to you when you talk about your clit. Micheal is incredibly eager to please, burying his face between your thighs as his tongue laps sloppily at your tender bud (with heavy guidance, of course) He just loves how you clasp your thighs around his head!

Robert is the one who notices how your walls tighten and flutter around his fingers when he grazes your clit. He commits this to memory, hand sloppily rubbing against your clit as he thrusts into you. Only then the other ratman feel how you twitch around Robert’s cock do they really learn to pleasure you there

Randal

Should definitely know what the clit is – considering he canonically watches hentai. Not the best reference for sexual knowledge… but if he stopped staring at tits, he might have picked up that rubbing there would feel good for you

In his mind, the sole purpose of the clitoris is to provide a source of amusement, perhaps by flicking it with his tongue or pinching it between his fingers until you squirm and whine

You can try to guide him to touch it properly, but he has no idea how to use the knowledge to bring you any real pleasure. His touches are clumsy and insensitive, and he doesn't take anything seriously enough to not want to immediately put his cock in you. Best you’ll get is some overstimulation, baby!

[winchestersisterimaginessss]

Supernatural Masterlist PART 1

Winchester Sister!Reader

Shapeshifter

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/766786042806353920/request-if-you-want-can-you-write-one-about

Complete mental breakdown

Car accident

You have a panic attack

You get into a fight with Dean and go to the bar alone to prove a point, but some guys end up harassing you and there’s only one person you can call for help.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/760064859187642368/imagine-you-get-into-a-fight-with-dean-and-go-to

Prank wars goes too far with Dean

You’re Sam and Dean’s sister and your trying to cure Sam of demon blood part.1

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759891359691898880/imagine-youre-sam-and-deans-sister-and-your

You’re Sam and Dean’s sister and your trying to cure Sam of demon blood part.2

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/760167474673172480/request-i-love-your-writing-sm

Hi! can you make one where sister Winchester has a fever and Sam and Dean give her a cold shower in the bunker and then take care of her?

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759921834042015744/request-hi-can-you-make-one-where-sister

Your Sam and Dean’s sister and you get drunk for the first time behind their back.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759810228844888064/imagine-your-sam-and-deans-sister-and-you-get

Request: Hi, so first I just wanted to say your writing is literally amazing I love every single one of your imagines and how they are such protective brothers in your 💕 I was wondering if there was anyway you could write an image where shes their teen sister and goes out on a date without the boys knowing although they are abit suspicious and she end up making out with this one boy and he starts to push it when she wants to stop and as it’s getting really bad Sam and dean save her. It’s okay if not thanks!!

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759756190530011136/request-hi-so-first-i-just-wanted-to-say-your

Request: Are you taking requests? Like, a story where the Winchester's sister has a fear of vampires? And they fight some and help her through a panic attack because of said fear?

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759652483365797888/request-are-you-taking-requests-like-a-story

You leave the bunker without telling your brothers and they are getting suspicious about what you’re doing

Ambushed by angry hunters, Sam and Dean are killed leaving their little sister to pick up the pieces.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759551721115729920/dark-side-of-the-moon-ambushed-by-angry-hunters

Request: Can you pls do Winchester sister x brothers (but she's closer with Dean) dead in the water and Winchester sister drowns and almost dies!

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759530582976905216/dead-in-the-water-supernatural-imagine-request

You’re traumatized that you witnessed Dean get torn apart by hellhounds, but then he gets out of Hell.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759457246520410112/imagine-youre-traumatized-that-you-witnessed

You’re Sam and Dean’s little sister and they find out your boyfriends been abusing you.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759352215587667969/imagine-youre-sam-and-deans-little-sister-and

You’re Sam and Dean’s little sister, but a witch puts a spell on you to forget your brothers and any ties to them- including hunting.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/759111854921482240/imagine-youre-sam-and-deans-little-sister-but

You are squeamish of stitches and wounds so every time your brothers have to patch you up, you panic and freak out.

You're with your brothers at the bar when you get roofied.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/758516574312382464/imagine-youre-with-your-brothers-at-the-bar-when

Sam and Dean try to protect their little sisters innocence as much as possible. Even when she’s out hunting and killing monsters.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/758492024407212032/protecting-innocence-summary-sam-and-dean-try-to

Dean teaches his little sister how to drive for the first time

Dean went to hell and Sam left his little sister (16/17 yo) to fend for herself. Dean gets back and he is pissed with Sam and they have to find her.

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/758433988033511424/my-sisters-keeper-dean-went-to-hell-and-sam-left

Request: Reader along with brothers are captured by a demon and they sexually assault you

Request: oh em geez hill i love your work so freakin much! i was wondering if you could do a winchester bros x little sister reader fic where they go to fight a vamp nest (nothing big like 3-4 vamps) and they get separated and reader is like 1 on 1 with a vamp and its like a close call (whatever that means to you 99) but reader gets the upper hand and chops their head off and then the brothers find her and shes just kinda mute after that like she has trouble talking abt what happened to her?

https://www.tumblr.com/winchestersisterimaginessss/760087192727175168/request-oh-em-geez-hill-i-love-your-work-so

Part 1. Charlie’s your best friend, but she gets killed by the Stynes.

Part 2. The aftermath of your best friend, Charlie’s death and the effects it has.

[zadalamia]

hi this is french miku. annoying ass footballer primary schooler + serious traditional franche comté clothing

trad outfit details under the cut

ok so our region kinda sucks for interesting trad clothes especially comparing it to like nice and alsace (even our neighbouring savoie) but i tried to decorate anything that could be in theory.

first on the head, a coiffe, a kind of bonnet tied under the chin, which i made fancy by adding a lace pattern and small frilled edges. you'd have simpler ones for daily work

a caracot, sleeveless shirt ribbed like a corset, usually plain white and very tailored. opens at the front with small hooks(i emphasized them thats my bad). i added embroidery to the neckline as most people would

a pélèrine, crocheted semi-circular shawl (sometimes sewn from wool/silk). usually plain black but i made it blue. listen she has accessto cyan and magenta dyes we dont question it.

a large skirt, ankle-length. often colorful or decorated, especially with dots

a petticoat, often plain with a matching short apron, sometimes striped, to which i added lace edging. i like to imagine miku would own one for special occasions just like her coiffe

and a general detail: this costume is very much for the "peasantry", country-dwellers who farm and harvest every day, so miku would definitely be tanned and generally have a "farmer's complexion" on her face and arms.

not pictured, but mentioned on the page: girls miku's age would wear a charlotte, what's called a mobcap in english? idk look it up lol, but a. i forgor, and b. her hair's too big to fit in one anyway. maybe it's for lore reasons and she's independent, the oldest girl of the house, and wears a regular coiffe for status reasons

anyway thanx for reading this bit. im invested in my regions trad clothing especially since its very rare to find any info on it(and most ancient french things) anymore. https://alwati.com was super helpful for my research! theyre an association who specialize in ancient franche comté music, food, clothes, etc. :)

bye bye now x

[boredth]

Just sayin': two days ago I walked out of the cinema with the desperate need to consume every single piece of fanart dedicated to John Wick I can find, so here I am. Your page is a blessing, your art style is amazi- nope, BREATHTAKING, gives a huuuge inspiration boost. Thanx a lot for your drawings! Now I kinda wanna make one too :3

You're very welcome! Now grab that pencil and start creating :)

[bunnie-online]

Hi! Can you write a request for Clay Beresford with some soft fluffy morning love making. Thanx!

It’s totally fine if you don’t want to!

AHHH I WAS HOPING FOR A CLAY REQUEST 🤭🤭🤭

i was inspired by this video <3

warnings: fem!reader, unprotected p in v (stay safe pls) creampie, fluff fluff fluffy! established relationship.

you outstretched your arm to reach for your fiancé, the one and only Clay Beresford. to your disappointment, the right side of the bed was completely empty. you open your eyes to find that you were alone in your shared bedroom. Clay was always a morning person, so this shouldn’t surprise you but you’d like to cuddle him in the morning once and a while.

you sit up and rub your sleepy eyes. you decided to drag yourself out of bed and splash some water on your face to aid in waking you up. to your surprise you find your very handsome soon-to-be husband in the bath. he’s more of a shower person, but you weren’t complaining at the sight.

“good morning, my blossom.” he smiles at you. “morning” you yawn back, cheeks tinting slightly at the nickname. “c’mere baby.” he gestures towards you. you, forgetting what you came in here for in the first place, walk over to him and sit in the edge of the tub. “hi, pretty thing. how’d you sleep?” his hand comes up to softly stroke your cheek, fingers slightly wet from the bath water. “i slept well. did you?” you match his actions, gently rubbing your thumb against his soft face. ‘he’s so beautiful.’ you thought.

“i did too, had dreams about you.” he smirks, leaning forward and kissing the arm that’s keeping you from falling into the tub. “oh, yeah?” you laugh. he continues kissing up your arm, making his way to your lips, hypnotizing you into leaning down further. “dreams about you joining me in the bath, getting soaking wet, taking care of you.” he whispers between kisses.

“Clay, don’t you think about it.” you giggle at him. “oh why not? hm?” he’s smiling now, struggling to kiss you back while grinning. you feel his arms wrap around your waist. “Clay!” you exclaim“Clay don’t! i’m in your shirt!” your laughter fills the room. “we have a dryer.” he’s laughing out loud now too.

Clay bests you and you tumble into the water with him. “Clayton!” you scold and slap him gently on his chest. he feigns injury and offense. “oh! i’m wounded!” he continues laughing. you needed revenge now. while he was busy laughing at his victory you decided that it was the perfect time to adjust your position and straddle his lap, you can already feel him getting aroused.

“Blossom, what are yo-.” you cut him off by kissing his neck, he lets out a soft groan. “Baby-.” he tried to speak again “you wanted me in here, how can i resist the temptation of my gorgeous fiancé right in front of me.” you interrupt him.

both of his hands grab your face, making you kiss him back, tongues dancing in harmony, both of you letting out soft moans. you both starting moving your hips, desperate for friction. Clay started removing your (his) shirt. “fuck, you’re so beautiful. every-fucking-thing about you is perfect.” he sits back to eye you up and down, you turn your head shyly. “look at me.” he turns your chin towards him, holding your gaze. “so fucking pretty.” he pulls you in by your face, kissing you again.

you can feel how hard he is now, every little movement you make, he lets out a groan. if you weren’t in the bath you could probably feel a pool of your own arousal. “come on, blossom.” his guides your hips down to align your heat perfectly with his cock. “just like you did last night.” he whispers against your lips.

you take one of your hands and guide him into you, still feeling a little sore from your escapades the previous night. you both moan aloud as he slides into you. “ah, so perfect. just like you were made for me.” he wraps his arms around you, pressing your chest against his. your eyes roll into the back of your head and your jaw drops open. “just relax baby, let me do it.” he moans, you can hear the water sloshing around and splashing out of the tub. his hips slamming into yours. “shhh that’s it baby, let me do it, let me take care of you. ohh good job baby, good good job.” he praises you for taking him so well, you were always so good for him.

“ah! Clay!” you escape his grasp, leaning back so his cock slams against the front of your walls, hitting that perfect spot. your moans echo through the bathroom, due to your insides remembering this exact pounding from last night, you were twice as sensitive.

“i know, baby. i know.” his hands now forming bruises on your hips, tugging you up and down rhythmically like you were his own personal toy. your moans syncing with his movements. “ah! ah! ah! fuckfuckfuck! you’re gonna make me cum soon!” you scream.

“good. cum for me, pretty baby.” he moans, it’s obvious his release nearing soon, his eyes are shut tightly, his nails are digging into your soft skin, his mouth making a relaxed o-shape. almost on command, you started squeezing down onto him in pulses. your hips stuttered and you sprung forward, clinging onto him to ground you as your orgasm ripped through you.

his arms flung around you once again, squeezing you tightly as he released inside of you. his moans coming out louder and higher pitched.

both of your voices eventually subsided into soft gasps, he releases you from his vice grip and pulls himself out of you. you lean back again, giving him a soft, loving smile. “i love you.” both of you blurt out. after shared giggles and lots of kisses, you shakily climb out of the tub, followed by Clay. he wraps you in a towel and carries you bridal style to your bedroom. he places you down softly in bed. “i’m gonna go get myself a towel, okay? after we cuddle for a bit, how about we go to your favorite breakfast spot?” he strokes your face again and you nod sleepily.

‘ahh what a life.’ you thought.

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oKAY BUT THE NICKNAME BLOSSOM??? CUTE ASF???

i hope this is what you wanted !! <333

~bunnie

[slipery-bastard]

Hi .. i hope you are doing well and your beloved ones ..

I am motaz a nurse from doomed gaza .. struggling to live with my little 3 sons .. and my wife fedaa who works as a pediatrican .. we lost every thing in this war trying just to stay alive .. and facing death every sinle minute .. living in a tent and relocating every few days .. searching for a safe place .. !

me and my wife are working for more than 10 months without any payement .. but we keep helping injured and sick persons ..

If you want to give us some hope you can donate and support us ..

Every donation you give means life to us ..

Thanx for every thing .. every honest feeling with our suffering ..

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[autumnfoxthetherian]

This is my journey if anyone’s interested (its kinda long to read): For me, it’s a mix of multiple factors. I’ve always acted kinda different from my schoolmates (random noises, unconsciously doing animalistic things) so I thought I was just a weirdo, and that was fine. It wasn’t until a couple years later that I heard about therians for the first time at school. People where less then friendly when they where talking about them though (and they didn’t seem to actually know what a therian was, they just assumed it was a furry(not that furries are bad!)) Anyways, I went home and did a lot of research, and some of the things I read just started to click! I also watched Therian Territory videos and that helped too. I started a journal because I knew I might just be getting exited over nothing, I still wasn’t sure if I was a therian or not. After about another year, the whole idea had kinda faded into the background, but I still questioned every once and a while. But after I kept having shifts and noticing them, I re-started my journal and eventually came to the conclusion that I was a therian. That was pretty much my awakening; it felt great! I did more research to see if I had a specific theriotype/s and knew by instinct that I was a dessert animal (though I’ve always loved forests, but oh well) I did lots of searching and learned about lots of animals. I thought maybe at first I was a rodent, and stuck with that for a while. but a few months later I had a dream shift of snuggling up with foxes. I immediately started doing research again and confirmed after another month of questioning that I was a Corsac Fox. It felt so much more natural then when I thought I was a gerbil, and ever sense it’s been easier to connect with my theriotype (I’m still questioning if I might be a rondent though because something made me believe before) Fox shifts are fun! And my mom has been supportive of me ever sense I told her even though she doesn’t understand. I go outside regularly to try to connect with my theriotype and hope that one day I’ll meet other therians!

I hope you’re journeys where just as good, and that you found acceptance. I hope you’re happy being yourself. Comment your Alterhuman journey if you’re comfortable, I’d love to hear about it! And remember; everyone has different experiences and journeys, awakening could take years or days, but all Alterhumans and therians are beautiful!!!

Also pls reblog so we can get as meany answers as possible, thanx!

- Autumn

[thewritetofreespeech]

What about how they kiss and how they like to be kissed for the Psycho-Pass guys (you can choose which ones) Have you seen the movieWhat about how they kiss and how they like to be kissed for the Psycho-Pass guys (you can choose which ones)? Have you seen the movie??? :O Thanx!!

Psycho Pass Guys + kissing style

Shinya Kogami

Firm and direct.

Kogami isn’t really shy, or pussy foots around.

When he wants a kiss, he wants a kiss. Of course, if they are willing.

He pulls their whole body towards him and holds them close. It’s sort of a grounding thing when he can feel them against him when they kiss.

Nobuchika Ginoza

Shy and gentle.

His ‘kissing experience’ is basically non-existent before he became an Enforcer; not wanting to have to explain his father to anyone he got close to. And there isn’t much opportunity for kisses now that he’s on the other side of the fence.

Gino is meticulous. So, he wants to get it right. Unfortunately learning to kiss someone the right way is all trial & error.

He doesn’t want to hurt or scare them, and usually just lets them take the lead to teach him.

Shusei Kagari

Playful and persistent.

No one would disagree that Kagari’s love language is physical touch. He loves to hug, cuddle, be close to, and of course kiss his s/o all the time.

He’s constantly giving them little pecks on the cheek, head, or really anywhere he can get to. Sometimes multiple pecks in one go.

Like he’s storing up kisses for winter like a chipmunk or something.

Teppei Sugo

Passionate and unyielding.

Given Teppei’s usually calm, focused nature, it’s a surprise how powerful he is when he kisses, but it’s true. Perhaps his past in knowing things can slip away so easily that he wants to make sure that he takes full advantage of their moments when he kisses them.

He holds their face in his hands. Maps out their mouth with his tongue. Keeps kissing them until his lungs burn and physically must let them go.

Kisses them like every kiss might be their last, so he has to make the most of it.

Shogo Makishima

Sweet but deceptive

Shogo isn't a big kisser, in into physical touch.

He usually only kisses his s/o when he wants something or is trying to distract them from something he's done.

Like the rest of his personality he is able to manipulate them into thinking he loves them. He's good at it, and kissing. Using bits and pieces of affection to continue weaving his web of deceit and go about his plans with ease. Like a true psychopath.

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The College Incident ( part-2)

Warning: manipulating, jealousy, blood, murder, Yandere.....

Part-1

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( All characters are aged up/18+)

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The next morning I woke up. I slowly woke up suddenly felt a pain between my legs. A small gasp came from my mouth as I felt that pain. Suddenly I realised, remembered all those things happened last night. My heart beat fasten. I looked over my shoulder and saw Gojo sleeping. He was cuddling me with one of his hand on my waist. We both were still naked. I took a deep breath and got up. I slowly pushed his hand. As I tried to get off the bed I felt his hand again on my waist pulled me harshly towards him and he got on top of me. He could see the fear in my eyes. He was starting deep in my eyes.

" you're being a bad girl again..." He whispered while stroking my hair with his fingers. " G-Gojo please" my voice cracked. " Please what?" He whispered again. " Please let me go" I begged him. Hearing those words he got angry and grabbed my cheek harshly. " Why do you want to go away from me darling? You still want Suguru?.... Listen carefully.... I will kill everyone.... Every fucking one who will try to get you.... even if it's Suguru.... I'll kill him too" he whispered in a angry voice. " You're a smart girl... You know very well what you have to do... Now get ready... We have to go college". He said and went up.

He went to the shower and got ready. Then he came with me in my room. I got shower. After that I brushed my hair and wore my pants. He forced me to wear his hoodie so everyone in the college could understand that we're in a relationship. Even though he was forcing me to do it. He didn't let me cover those hickeys from the last night. He wants everyone to see it.

After getting outside of our hostel We both got into Gojo's car and went to the college. He stopped the car and looked at me. " You know that you have to love me and make everyone believe that you love me right?" He whispered. I didn't reply just kept silent. We got out of the car and started walking together. We were holding each other's hands. When we entered the classroom everyone looked shoked as if they saw a lion. Geto, Shoko and Mei Mei came to us. " What the.... Y/n??? What's happening???" Shoko asked. " We're dating" Gojo said. I put on a fake smile. " But y/n... Didn't you tell us someone else's name whom you love?" Mei Mei asked. " Yeah I did.... Because Gojo was there right behind us.... that's why I told you that.... But that yesterday evening he proposed me and I accepted that " I replied with a smile. " Okey... then congratulations" Shoko and Mei Mei said with a smile. Geto hugged gojo " what Satoru.... Didn't think of telling me about it? Anyways.... Congratulations" Geto said with a smile. " Yeah man.... Thanx" Gojo replied.

From the time I entered the college today all the girls were giving me the dirtiest look I have ever seen. When me, Shoko and Mei Mei went to the canteen there were three girls already. We went to a table of five because Gojo and Geto told us to save sits for them they're coming in a moment. We saw those girls reaching our table. " Hey you" the girl named Mai pointed at me. " Yes?" I replied. " I wanna know why you were coming in the college holding Gojo's hand today and why the fuck are you wearing his hoodie?" She spoke in a mean tone. " Because he's her boyfriend " Shoko replied her with the same tone she gave me. " What? Keep dreaming.... He'd never date a slut like you. He's handsome rich guy... And you're just a whore" she said with chuckle. Right then we saw Gojo and Geto entered the canteen. They reached for our table. Seeing them coming Mai pulled her top down to show more of her cleavage. When Gojo and Geto reached our table Mai spoke in a creepiest voice I have ever heard " heyyyyyy Gojoooo" but he totally ignored her like she wasn't there and went towards me. He sat beside me, give me a kiss and pulled me on his lap. Mai's eyes widened. " Gojo? Are you dating her?" She asked. " Hm" Gojo replied. She bend on the table like she wants to shove her breasts in Gojo's face " why her... You could have asked me ~" she tried to speak in a seductive voice. " Because I don't want to date a CHEAP WHORE" Gojo said with a straight face. Mai's eyes widened. I even got shocked. Shoko and Mei Mei started giggling. Mai couldn't control these so she and her friends went out of the canteen.

It was my off period. Gojo's lacture was ongoing. I finally feel some relief that gojo wouldn't be near me for some time. I headed to the library which was exactly opposite of our classroom. I went in. I was looking at the bookshelf suddenly hear someone calling my name. I turned around and saw Haibara. " Oh hey" I replied with a smile. " I'm fine... I heard you and Gojo went in a relationship....well congratulations" he said and give his hand to me. I shook his hand. " Thank you... and I like your breslet btw" I said. " Oh thank you..." He said and then we went on our own business.

Time passed. It was night already. I completed my dinner and was going to sleep when I heard a knock on my door. I went towards the door and opened it. I saw Gojo standing there. " What are you doing here at this time???" I asked. " Why.... I'm here to sleep with my girlfriend " he said but my eyes went towards his shirt which were drenched in blood. My eyes go wide. He came inside without my permission. I locked the door. " Gojo!.... What have you done now?" I asked. " Hmm~hmm~" he hummed while taking off his shirt. " Satoru I'm asking something!" I said in a low voice so outsiders can't hear it. " And I'm ignoring it" he said and took off his shirt. " Oh and this.... You liked it right?" He said and put something in my hand. When he removed his hand I saw a breslet. My eyes widened. It was Haibara's breslet. " N-no no....no.... Satoru you didn't-" " Yes I did..... How dare he touched what's mine.." Gojo said. I started at the breslet with disbelief. Tears came in my eyes. Gojo went on the bed. " Come on darling.... I'm so tired rn... I need a good sleep.... come here and sleep with me ~" Gojo cooed.

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