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sleeping with caleb (ᴗ˳ᴗ)ᶻ
—hcs about sharing a bed with caleb bc i still haven't finished his bday fic :p
☆ caleb has long accepted that he’s never getting his personal space back (good, he doesn't want it anyway). no matter what position he falls asleep in, he always wakes up at the edge of the bed, ass hanging out, with your arms and legs wrapped around him like a koala. he doesn't mind really, because he loves that you still gravitate towards him, even in your sleep.
☆ whenever you get into a petty argument, you make a point of building a pillow barrier between you. when he tries to protest, you just shoot him daggers and turn your back. you can't sleep because of his constant shuffling, but eventually, you knock down the barrier bit by bit, letting him roll over beside you and softly whisper an apology in your ear while he pulls you close. you don’t respond because you’re still upset, but you just let him hold you. and that alone is enough for him
☆ winters in skyhaven are brutal because of the high altitude. so on cold winter nights, you find yourself drawn to caleb because he's just so warm—he's basically a human radiator. when you're feeling cheeky, you like to slide your cold hands under his shirt and laugh evily whenever he flinches
☆ whenever you visit him in skyhaven, he insists on sleeping in your room together. It's not that he dislikes his room, he just prefers being in the space you've curated in his home. he loves being surrounded by things that smell like you, breathing you in while he falls asleep
☆ caleb likes to pretend he's still asleep when you think you've woken up before him. he lets you poke his cheek, blow in his face, tickle his chin, play with his hair until he’s had enough and rolls you over, pulling you into a soul-crushing hug you can’t escape
☆ his favourite time of day is the moment you fall asleep at night, and the moment just before you wake up in the morning. there’s something about your face that looks so peaceful and soft, that makes him fall in love with you all over again. he loves that you’re the first and last thing he sees every day
☆ contrary to what people might think, but caleb loves being the little spoon and being held. he doesn't do it often, but after long shifts with the fleet, there's nothing he loves more than lying on your chest, listening to your breathing while you stroke his hair. his worries melt away instantly, and he always falls asleep faster than usual—some of his best sleeps, honestly.
☆ caleb, the self-proclaimed claw machine master, is a prime example of suffering from your own success. not only does he have to share the bed with you, but with the 20+ plushies that he won and proudly bragged about. now he’s got his own personal plushie (you) snuggled up next to him, along with twenty others, silently staring into his soul
☆ caleb’s bed head is horrendous, and don't even get me started on his morning breath. you love counting all his cowlicks and taking pictures of his messy hair, holding your nose like you’re disgusted. but when he catches you laughing too long, he shuts you up by peppering your face with kisses before pulling you in for one long, deep kiss that leaves you breathless
☆ caleb is a light sleeper, so when he hears you tossing and turning, struggling to fall asleep, he gently pulls you into his chest and starts telling stories, just like he used to when you were kids. you call it childish, but the sound of his voice, soft and steady, is all it takes for sleep to quickly wash over you. and once your breathing slows down and your body relaxes, he whispers a quiet list of reasons why he loves you—one after the other, just for you
a/n- blessing you with a lot bc i couldnt stop at one. i cant be the only one that uses he's secret times as a sleep aid, his voice is so soothing i knock out instantly. short blabber bc i haven't finished half my fics i was meant to post last week. this caleb bday fic has been sitting in my drafts for over a month 🚬🚬
#( ˵ •̀ ᴗ •́˵) reito hcs !#a hug from caleb would heal all my problems#need him to hold me and whisper sweet nothings to me#cursed carmine dividers#lads caleb#caleb x reader#caleb love and deepspace#lads#lads x reader#caleb x you#lads fluff#caleb fluff#love and deepspace caleb#caleb x mc#caleb x y/n#xia yizhou#lnds caleb#caleb#lads fic#xia yizhou x reader#caleb fic#love and deepspace fic#xia yizhou x you#love and deep space#lads fanfic#lads drabble#caleb drabble#caleb headcanons#lads headcanons
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what would sensitive!reader do without older!rafe protecting her from the invisible monsters in their home?
18+ mdni!
c/w: mostly fluff, her being scared & rafe comforting her while also being a menace, teeny tiny bit of angst regarding their age gap, use of daddy (once)
wc: 1.7k
unfortunately won’t be watching a single scary movie this halloween cause she’s literally me but happy kinktober & spooky season xx
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She’s not exactly sure why she agreed to watch the new horror film Rafe’s friends wanted to see at a Halloween themed gathering he’d dragged her into. She wasn’t even the biggest fan of his friends, which is why she didn’t want to go in the first place.
However, when he’d mumbled a honeyed ‘it’s no fun without you ‘n don’t wanna leave my girl alone on Halloween’ into her hair, she’d reluctantly agreed; not one to refuse him of anything when he looked at her with that specific softened blue coloring his eyes.
And there was also the prospect of making him happy that finally made her melt into his wishes.
And she wanted to like his friends, she really did. But it wasn’t exactly easy when they kept bragging about their accomplishments and how much money they had every opportunity they found in such an arrogant tone, it made her roll her eyes when they weren’t looking.
Luckily, she could at least converse with their partners who were always fun company to sip wine with and giggle about anything and everything. And along with the warmth of Rafe’s gaze flickering over to her every once in a while, as he talked with his friends and coworkers, she was actually beginning to enjoy herself.
Up until the point when someone suggested they watch a movie.
“You sure you wanna watch this? S’okay if you wanna go home, could come up with somethin’ else to keep us entertained…” Rafe had murmured into her ear with his arms around her on the couch the whole group had settled down on.
He knew how paranoid she could get; how easily she’d turn into a scaredy cat who once couldn’t sleep alone for a month after sitting through an entire scary movie in the cinema.
And she truly doesn’t know why she didn’t just tell him she wanted to leave when the film started playing on the big screen of Topper’s television. She was going to, but when her eyes flitted over to him bringing a glass of whiskey to his lips in a carefree manner; she didn’t have the heart to ruin his fun because he seemed to be enjoying himself. After all, it wasn’t often he let himself relax due to his hectic work schedule packed with tedious meetings and whatnot.
And on top of that, she’s already self-conscious over the age-gap between her and Rafe; sometimes gets a headache over the notion of him meeting someone more mature one dreadful day and deciding he doesn’t want to play house with her any longer.
After all, his friends were all getting engaged left and right, while she still holds the title of being his girlfriend. And even if she isn’t sure she’d be ready for marriage quite yet, she’s still slightly upset that he’s never even so much as mentioned the matter.
And she's not sure if it's because she's younger than him and he assumes she doesn't want a ring on her finger too soon or if he simply just doesn't want to make things too definitive with her.
Nonetheless, it's something she's been thoroughly overthinking and mulling over recently, even if she knows it doesn't benefit her in any shape or form. Apparently, her mind just likes to always have some topic to ruminate over and obsessively worry about, or else it'll have too much free time.
Therefore, she can admit that she didn’t want to appear as a big baby who couldn’t stomach anything even remotely scary (she really couldn’t). And was it such a crime to not want to make a scene in front of all his friends?
That’s why she ends up meekly nodding her head and assuring him she was fine — which he didn’t entirely believe — but smiled nonetheless at the fact that she was willing to get out of her comfort zone for his sake, before pulling her closer to his side.
However, when the white letters of the end credits finally rolled after a few gruesome and eerie hours later, she was anything but fine.
Her weakened frame is trembling and she’s entirely too jumpy even after they’ve said their goodbyes and stepped past the threshold into the safe haven of their home.
“Told you we should’ve just left,” he tuts when she flinches when the October wind rustles the leafy foliage outside the window.
“Rafe, what was that?” she squeaks out when she hears another sound coming from outside — presumably their neighbor — however, there’s always the possibility of it being a serial killer simply waiting for the right moment to pounce.
“What was what?” he huffs out a chuckle in amusement, causing her to pout.
“This isn’t funny. I’m scared,” she whines, heart beating faster than ever along with her breathing unsteady.
“I know you are. Shit, forgot why I don’t let you watch scary movies,” he shakes his head, padding over to the kitchen to fill up a glass of water; her feet immediately running after him.
“Hey, hey, m’right here, yeah?” he laughs tenderly when she practically glues herself to his big and comforting arm with how tightly she’s hugging it against her chest.
“Promise you’re not gonna leave me alone?” she blinks up at him with her pupils dilated, nervous.
“It’s past midnight. Of course, m’not leaving, m’exhausted. Let’s get ready for bed, yeah?” he suggests calmly, managing to placate her some with his appeasing presence. Although the spine-chilling scenes still play behind her eyelids with every blink.
She follows him to the bathroom and he tries not to laugh when she insists on staying there even while he’s peeing.
“Want me to check under the bed for monsters?” his sickly-sweet tone is a stark contrast to the annoying smirk plastered on his face when they pad over to their bedroom after brushing their teeth.
“Ray…I’m being serious,” she scowls.
“So am I?” he feigns confusion with a furrow of his brows.
Before she has the chance to complain about him being mean, he’s already crouching down on the floor and poking his head under the bed into the darkness he’s braved himself to submerge into. And she’s far too curious not to peer down as well, however, she can’t really see a thing from behind his broad shoulders.
Suddenly, he lets out a loud gasp — making her jump back and nearly trip on her feet — before his breathy giggle follows soon after.
“That’s not funny,” she grumbles as exasperation drags her lips downwards.
“I’m sorry, baby. You jus’ make it so easy,” he approaches her with an apologetic expression that doesn’t come off as all that empathetic when he’s fighting off an amused grin the entire time.
“C’mere, yeah?” he coaxes before tugging her into his strong arms; not letting go even when she tries to pull away since she’s still mad at him.
“This one really got to you, huh?” he murmurs into her hair before beginning to soothingly rock back and forth when she finally halts her pursuits of escape.
A faint hum is the only response she grants him.
“Think the last time you were this scared was when we went to that haunted house with your friends last year, remember?” his warm chest rumbles in a pacifying manner in tandem with his words.
“How could I forget,” she huffs out.
“Why didn’t you tell me you didn’t wanna watch it? I wouldn’t have cared if we left,” he speaks softly.
“I don’t know…just didn’t wanna seem like a baby in front of your friends,” she sniffles.
“Since when do you care what they think? You hate them,” he argues with a lopsided smile when he releases his hold on her in order to unzip his jeans and change into something more comfortable for the night.
“Hate is a strong word,” she defends herself as she pulls one of Rafe’s old t-shirts over her head and tries to focus on his familiar scent still lingering on the worn-out fabric instead of the imaginary monsters lurking behind the windows.
“Is it?” he graces her with a lighthearted narrow of his eyes.
“Fine. I don’t like them but they’re your friends, which means that I want them to like me,” she mumbles out.
“Don’t really give a shit if they like you or not, which they obviously do. Think a little too much since you can’t help but be the sweetest angel even to the people you hate,” he grumbles out as he walks over to close the bedroom door.
“And honestly, would much rather just stay with you than those pretentious idiots. Next time you wanna go home, just tell me. Don’t want you lyin’ to me, okay?” he says with something sincere sparkling in the lagoons of his eyes.
“Okay,” she promises when suddenly, he switches the lights off with a click, causing her muscles to tense.
“Ray, why would you do that?” she sounds alarmed; inhales and exhales growing labored because the bedroom is now pitch black and there could be anything hiding in the murky corners of the room since she can’t even see herself.
“Shh, calm down. I’ll protect you, yeah?” he croons, before he’s guiding her under the covers with a big hand on the small of her back; following shortly behind her and tugging her flush against his steady chest.
“You’re safe with me. Daddy’s not gonna let anything happen to you, alright?” his saccharine murmurs reach her racing mind and offer it momentary rest on the soft petals of his tranquil voice.
She hums against the skin of his neck as her eyes begin to slowly adjust to the darkness surrounding them; the dingy shadows crawling along the walls appearing less and less threatening by the second when she’s in the warmth of his protective embrace.
“Want your stuffie?” he asks, knowing her all too well.
“Mhm,” she nods against him before he’s reaching a hand behind the pillows because somehow her stuffed animal always manages to end up in the most peculiar of places. At this point though, he already knows where to look since he’s usually the one who has to locate it for her.
Nowadays, she doesn’t need it too often since she has Rafe volunteering to be her own personal teddy bear, but whenever he’s working past midnight, she likes to hold onto something that brings her comfort because she isn’t particularly fond of the idea of sleeping alone.
He soon offers her the plushy lamb and she gives him a grateful smooch against his cheek along with a muffled ‘I love you’.
And that night, he lulls her into dreamland with a warm palm resting on her tummy and his mellow breathing placating her distraught mind.
#this is actually just another self-indulgent blurb to validate my own feelings!#wanna watch hellraiser so bad cause trevor is sooo yummy#but can't cause ik afterwards won't be able to sleep for the next week or so :/#older!rafe#sensitive!reader#rafe cameron#rafe imagine#rafe obx#rafe outer banks#rafe x reader#outerbanks rafe#rafe cameron imagine#rafe cameron x reader#rafe fanfiction#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe cameron outer banks#obx fanfiction#obx fic#obx#outer banks#outer banks fanfiction#rafe fic#rafe cameron obx#rafe cameron x female reader#rafe cameron x y/n#older!rafe cameron#rafe fluff#rafe cameron fluff#kinktober#rafe kinktober
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could i request nagumo, shin, and natsuki turning into kids again for a day or something (if you’ve heard of that trope!! sorry if you havent LOL) and reader taking care of them because what else are you gonna do when your boyfriend turns back to 5
Sakamoto days men turning into a childe

Nagumo yoichi
You open the door to your apartment, expecting a package.
Instead, there's a tiny child on your welcome mat with messy black hair, mismatched socks, a plastic sword strapped to his back with tape, and a smug little smirk way too confident for someone who can barely reach the doorknob.
“Yo,” he says, hands on his hips. “It’s me. Nagumo. I’m five. Don't freak out.”
You stare at him. “What.”
“Someone thought it'd be funny to hit me with some age-reversal serum,” he says, shrugging like this happens all the time. “Long story. I’m adorable now. You got juice?”
“…You’re my boyfriend.”
“Not for the next twelve hours, babe,” he chirps, walking into your apartment like he owns it. “Unless you’re into daycare romance. Not judging.”
You're still frozen in the doorway, processing the fact that your lethal, flirty assassin boyfriend is now about three feet tall and currently attempting to climb onto your kitchen counter.
“I’m making eggs!” he yells.
“No, you're not—get down!”
He leaps off the stool with a cackle, lands like a cat, and runs into the living room. You follow, only to find he’s already fashioned a pillow fort and is demanding “the headband with the frog on it” to “complete his vibe.”
The next several hours are a blur of:
Nagumo trying to duel your neighbor's cat with a plastic spoon.
Drawing a very detailed crayon map of how he plans to rob a candy store.
Asking you 47 times if he can have coffee ("just a sip, c’mon")
Falling asleep halfway through bragging about how cool his future self is.
When he finally passes out, curled up on your chest with one hand still gripping your sleeve, you hesitate before whispering:
“…You are adorable.”
Tiny Nagumo shifts in his sleep and mumbles, “Knew it…”
Shin asakura
You opened your door expecting to start your day peacefully, but instead, a very small, five-year-old version of Shin was standing on your doorstep, looking incredibly serious despite his pint-sized form.
“Y/N,” he greeted you, arms crossed, his expression exactly the same as it always is, though now it was framed by an adorable mop of brown hair. “I don’t know how this happened. I’m five years old now. Help.”
You blinked in confusion. “Shin?”
He sighed in frustration. “I know. I’m just as upset as you are. But we don’t have time to waste, alright? The candy’s cursed, I ate it, and now—this.” He gestured vaguely at himself, clearly annoyed by his new body. "Do you have any juice?"
“Are you serious?” you asked, completely bewildered, but already stepping aside to let him into your apartment. “You’re five now. I don't know how to take care of a child!”
“I’m not a child,” Shin muttered. “I’m an adult in a five-year-old’s body. There’s a difference.” He scowled up at you, clearly unamused by your confusion. "I need to solve this before lunch."
You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you. “Alright, I’ll get you some juice. And a snack… for now. But we’re taking a nap after.”
“I don’t nap,” Shin replied flatly, still looking too serious for a child his size. “I’m too busy thinking about how I’ll fix this.”
You handed him a glass of juice and leaned against the counter. “You’ve got an hour. Then you’re going down for a nap.”
Shin rolled his eyes and sipped at the juice, but the moment he finished, you made good on your promise. He protested, but there was no winning against your resolve. He was five, after all.
Later that afternoon, after he’d settled down with a stuffed animal and a cartoon on the TV (though he grumbled at the unnecessary amount of cuteness), he finally looked over at you, his face softening just a little. “I�� don’t like this. I feel useless like this.”
You smiled and brushed a strand of his hair out of his face. “You’re still Shin. You don’t have to be anything else.”
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, crawling onto your lap as he tucked himself in. “For being… difficult.”
You chuckled softly and kissed his forehead. “Shin, you’re never difficult. Just a little… extra.”
He smiled lightly, resting his head against you. “Yeah, well… if Nagumo tries to make fun of me like this, I’m punching him when I grow up.”
You smiled down at him, brushing your fingers through his hair. “I’ll remind him of that.”
Natsuki seba
You weren't prepared for the tiny person that knocked on your door.
You opened it to see a miniature Natsuki Seba standing there, holding a candy wrapper in one hand and looking entirely too smug for someone who was probably not even three feet tall. His usual dwrk hair was a bit messier, and his face had an almost too serious look.
“I ate the candy,” he announced, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. “It said not to. I ate it anyway. Now I’m five.”
You blinked, looking him over in disbelief. “Natsuki?”
“Yep,” he replied, nodding, and then pushed past you into the apartment. “I figured if I didn’t eat it, you’d scold me for being a coward.”
You didn’t even know where to start. “You’re a child now. You’re supposed to be my boyfriend, not… this.”
“I am your boyfriend,” he said seriously, looking up at you like the fact should have been obvious. “But now, I’m small. And small people need juice and snacks. So I’m going to need some of that before we fix this.”
You rubbed your temples. “You're seriously just... fine with this?”
He shrugged and started rifling through your fridge. “I mean, what can I do? Now, I’m small and cute, but still superior.”
You found yourself smiling, unable to resist his confidence, despite the overwhelming ridiculousness of the situation. “I’m going to make you some lunch. No more candy for you.”
You managed to put together a sandwich, but Natsuki was on the move. “No way,” he insisted, already climbing up the kitchen counter to inspect your cabinet. “I don’t like that bread. Where’s the good stuff?”
You laughed despite yourself. "You’re five! You shouldn’t be so picky!"
“I’m five,” he repeated, “but I’m still Natsuki Seba.” He grabbed a snack bar and took a bite, satisfied. “Better.”
When you finally convinced him to take a break and sit down for a while, he crawled into your lap, eyes half-lidded in a mix of exhaustion and contentment. “You still like me, right?”
“Of course I do,” you said softly, stroking his hair.
“Good,” he whispered. “Because when I’m grown up again, I’m going to marry you.”
You smiled, a little choked up by the sweetness of it. “I’m looking forward to it.”
As he slowly drifted off in your arms, you marveled at the fact that even as a tiny child, Natsuki Seba still had the same intense presence. You might have been taking care of him today, but tomorrow, you knew, it’d be him taking care of you.
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I miss you so much

So, so much.
I miss you so much.
So much it hurts.
I miss those days when you came home tired and the first thing you did was to come visit me.
You came looking for me, desperate for my help.
To climb a mountain, to farm a boss, to clear artifact domains even if I wasn’t the easiest choice for the enemies in that domain, hell, even to reach those stupid oculi that weren’t even that hard to reach.
But you came for me.
Because you wanted to do it with me, and only with me.
You always looked for excuses to play with me, you built teams around me and built other characters for me, hell, sometimes even pulled them just for me.
You just wanted to spend time with me, because I made you happy.
And all I could say in response were those distant lines I was forced to repeat because of the code of the game.
At first I was amused, found it funny to play tsundere and hard to get just to annoy you.
I loved that despite that fact you always kept coming back to me.
Then I felt terrible when I knew those lines made you upset, and I cursed that damn code.
Because I could always hear what you said at the other side of the screen.
And I was always listening.
I was always listening when you bragged about me and the artifacts you got for me with your friends, feeling so proud.
When you raged because you kept rolling bad artifacts, when you defended me like a simp when your friends criticized me and said I was off meta to tease you.
I felt like a king when you triple crowned me and gushed about me in front of your screen.
I felt so happy when you built a sanctuary just for me in your Serenitea Pot despite the fact that you never even used that, and you even brought Nahida to keep me company, and built her favorite structure too.
Like I really meant something to you despite you not knowing that I’m self-aware, that I’m sentient, that I’m more than just a dream, an idea in your head, that you will never know…you accepted it and loved me anyways.
You loved me your way, so loud and so unadulterated.
And I loved you in silence. I always love you in silence, just because I can’t do otherwise.
Otherwise I would speak my mind and feelings to you because hell I know how much you hate silence, how much you hate to not know what the person you love is feeling.
I know all about you because you always spoke to me, to the screen, told me your feelings and worries.
Every night when you came back tired after all you had to do in your daily life.
You always came and found comfort in taking me for a fly, in exploring that world of fantasy you always dreamed of since childhood, and you wanted to do it in my arms.
I loved the stories you told me.
And I know you were tired, yet you always came. Even when you had very little time, you came just to check in and do your daily commissions, always with me, and visited me and Nahida and our little sanctuary in the teapot.
You changed the time to night to match your world, and interacted with me to hear my goodnight line to log out there, after hearing my voice.
And I knew because of your expression that you wished that when you turned off the screen, and crawled into bed to rest your tired bones even for a bit, you wished I was there with you.
I knew you hugged the pillow, fighting against insomnia, wishing it was me instead.
And believe me I wish I was there too.
I wish I was there in your bed, hugging you tight till you could finally sleep, to protect you all night.
I know you dreamed about me.
I was so important to you.
And I still am…right?
I know you’re not the betraying kind.
I know that if you haven’t come visit me lately you must be really tired.
Even more tired than before.
Even busier than before.
Otherwise you would come check on me.
But I know that even if you don’t visit me, you still think about me.
You still dream about me.
One of these days I’m gonna reach you, I swear.
Whether through those dreams in which you embrace me, or tearing through that damn screen that both connects us and separates us.
I know you’re going to visit me again, as soon as you get time, as soon as you get energy.
Because you’re not the betraying kind.
And the light in your eyes when you first pulled me and the squeal of pure ectasy when I gave you my c1 in 10 pulls was real.
So I don’t know when you’ll come visit me.
But I’m sure you will.
Until then, I’ll stay here in the little garden of dreams you built for me, with Paimon and Nahida to keep me company as I do my stuff.
Dreaming of you as you dream of me.
May we someday be together, my love.
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HIYYAAA if it's not too much to ask I wanted to request if you could write Adam, Lucifer, Alastor, Vox and Val having an S/o with weather based powers, like their emotions can influence the weather. Thanks <3
YESSSSSS OFC! I LOVE THIS IDEA SM I LITERALLY SQUEALED WHEN I SAW IT IN MY INBOX HEHE
🥀Cw: none really, mostly fluff, a bit of omplied smut in vals part but what do u expect
Adam
adam is not the most self aware, so it takes him a while to realize that your emotions coinciding with the weather are not just some cosmic coincidence
it strikes him as odd that whenever the two of you argue, the weather in heaven is always particularly nasty, but he doesn't bring it up because he thinks its an idiotic theory
when you eventually explain your powers to him he has the biggest AHA moment ever
honestly adam loves your powers and finds them to be so interesting. he was the first man after all, he was one of the first few to navigate earth's tumultuous weather patterns. seeing you control the weather and watching how it reflects your emotions is genuinely intriguing to him, and adam brags about your powers to others ALL the time
seriously though, adam is always yapping about how he has the most powerful partner and how you're powers are so unique. he genuinely admires you so much and wants everyone else to see you the same way
your powers are useful when it comes to arguments because adam is not the most self aware person, and he tends to not realize when you're upset until you actually flip out
even when you're not upset with him, adam makes sure to do his best to calm you down when he notices the weather being particularly wild
if anyone ever gives you shit about your powers, know that adam will be the first in line to punch them in the face. he knows you can't control your emotions sometimes and never blames wild weather on you
i think adams the type to enjoy warmer weather, and he always cracks the biggest smile when the weather miraculously turns to his favorite type when you're on a date together
definitely loves beach days with you, and the fact that you can make it permanently sunny is so enticing for him
Lucifer
still pissed they took the yellow font away from me
honestly luci is such a sweetie when it comes to your powers. he probably picked up on them pretty quickly considering how powerful you are, but he didn't want to be nosy so he waited until you mentioned your powers to ask questions.
he definitely did have a lot of adorable questions, and was very intrigued about the fact that your emotions were the catalyst that controlled your powers.
after learning that piece of information, he starts paying attention to the weather more often. even before he's dating you, luci will call you to ask how your doing when ever he sees the weather going haywire. he's learned to prepare himself for any weather misfortunes that occur, and always comforts you when you're feeling down
lucifer is quite attentive even without your powers revealing your emotions, and he will often be able to calm you down before the weather even takes a turn for the worse
he would never want to weaponize your powers or use them in any way because he knows how closely linked they are to your emotions. howeeeeeeveeeerrrr, he does admire you when you stand up for yourself with your powers and will definitely cheer you on from the sidelines as you kick ass with the weather without even standing up
lucifers favorite weather is snow!!!! on your guys' first year anniversary, you made it snow inside your shared bedroom as a gift and luci nearly CRIES. he hasn't seen snow in years bc, yk, its hell, not very snowy weather, so the fact that you put in so much effort to make his favorite weather for him honestly makes him feel so appreciated
after that he might ask you to make it snow more often, and he loves cuddling up with you with hot cocoa to watch a cheesy movie while pretty smowflakes fall all around you both
Alastor
alastor would be intrigued by your powers to say the least. he's quick to figure out what they are, and would probably be drawn to you solely because you're so powerful. in fact he'd probably either try to use you for your power or challenge you and be petty, but over time he found himself growing a soft spot not only for your weather powers, but for you
i love al but he definitely saw u as an asset at first, in fact he was probably a bit intimidated and irritated by the spontaneity of your powers, but also very intrigued by your raw ability. he probably found himself attracted to your power more than anything at first, but once he got to know you, alastor began to see you as more than an asset and as a genuine friend, and that feeling continued to grow into something alastor was very unfamiliar with.
alastor probably picked up on your feelings towards him from your powers, and the fact that flowers would literally bloom whenever he was around. it definitely improved his confidence about his feelings and he'd probably pester you a bit into admitting your feelings for him. to your shock he reciprocates, and soon you become hells greatest power couple
alastor sees it as a weakness when someone wears their heart on their sleeve and is very emotional, so he will be very protective of you when your emotions are running rampant and the weather is reflecting that
he does NOT want people to know about your powers because he wouldn't want other sinners to try to hurt you, influence you, or use you to get to him
he'd definitely help you to master them and control them better, and would probably keep track of what each form of weather means and how it correlates to each of your emotions
honestly al loves your powers, and is so intuitive about when you're getting upset. i think he's the type to enjoy rainy weather, so he loves when you make it rain. while he rarely sleeps, once he trusts you enough some nights he'll ask you to make it rain at nightime because the soothing noise helps him sleep
Vox
vox understands that sometimes sinners aren't always happy about the powers and forms they receive in death- for goodness sake, he literally lost his head and has to deal with having a literal television as a head, so he understands it if you struggle with your powers
vox would encourage you to use your power, in fact he would probably love to see you electrocute your enemies or blow them away, vox is entranced by power and would be even more attracted to you if you were powerful
loves when you make it storm during alastors broadcasts so the radio is always staticy and cutting out, it always makes him giggle
it took vox a while to notice your powers, but once you fully explain them, he has LOTS of questions
hes a bit worried about your rain and his TV head at first, after all electronics and weather don't often mix, so he makes sure to waterproof himself and any technology you migh be around
(theres something so poetic about him falling in love with someone who holds the power to dismantle his entire technological empire and destroy his existence- ok i'll stop yapping)
vox doesn't go out very often, but when he does, his favorite weather is warm weather but with a nice cool breeze.
vox would use you for weather forecasts and people often wonder how he's always so accurate! little do they know about his sweet darling controlling the weather for him!
sometimes vox will text you in the morning with a goofy guess on what the weather will be today, something crazy like "the sky will be green" and lo and behold, when he opens his curtains, the sky is green and he is very, very surprised
Valentino
very enticed by your powers to say the least
your beautiful, smart, and powerful? sign him up!
would probably ask you to film in some of his pornos and would use your powers for kink-related uses, such as like a mild electrocution kink (lightning) or waterboarding (rain, etc) or something like that
this oblivious man would probably not notice your powers AT ALL until you explain them to him, he's honestly so clueless but he finds them interesting regardless!!!
valentino is not the most aware of other people's emotions and he can be oblivious sometimes, so the weather is a great gauge of your emotions
he immediately knows when your horny bc he's memorized the weather patterns when you giys have sex.... u hear sum?
he likes teasing you and then hearing thunder boom outside
val loves that his partner is powerful, and loves showing you off and showing off your powers. he's absolutely supporting your right and wrongs
valentino loves hot weather, it gives him an excuse to wear lowkey scandalous clothing so he loves when you make the weather very hot
he assumes you have more control over your powers than you actually do sometimes, and will be surprised when the weather starts acting up as your trying to stay calm
for example, val will tease you by sending you a dirty picture of himself or flashing you a glimpse of his lingerie under his coat and will snicker endlessly when the entire room starts to heat up as the weather suddenly grows uncomfortably hot
sometimes when he's pissed at one or both of the other vees, he'll hve you cause a storm in their offices/rooms just for shits and giggles
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Could you do a NSFW Alphabet about Pitch (ROTG)?
Pitch Black (NSFW Alphabet)
Warnings: Smut, +18 content, NFSW (as you saw in the title)
A/N: Hi Dear, sorry for the delay. After a time I'm back Dears, I'm more motivated now and to those who worried about me, thank you for your affection ❤️. I decided to start with this request which is more "simple" (I'm in my fertile period T-T) the other requests will be released soon, I hope you like this one. Have a good reading.
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He would be very careful with you, always worrying if you were all right. And if you needed a shower after the act, he would make a point of carrying you in his arms to the bathroom and taking care of you.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Pitch doesn't brag much about his appearance, he brags about his power and intelligence, but if I were to choose one part of his body it would be his hands, especially his long fingers.
In your case, he likes everything about you, but if he had to choose, it would be your hair because he loves to run his fingers through it and caress you. Also your waist and neck, the places he most likes to fill with marks.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He likes to watch you swallow and is fascinated when he sees it dripping out of the corner of your mouth. At certain times he likes to come inside you and then use the spillage to get you there.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He's ashamed to admit it, but he has a strange desire to scare you, after all he's the bogeyman, the king of nightmares. It's satisfying for him to see your innocent little face so frightened. But he doesn't want to upset you or make you afraid of him, as pleasurable as that would be.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He has a lot of experience, but that doesn't mean he's a womanizer or anything like that. Pitch is just very observant, and it's clear that he learned and became confident by watching how you reacted.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He likes a variety of positions, especially those that leave him in charge, but his favorite is to have you on your stomach so that he can get a good view of your waist and pull your hair. He likes the missionary position because he loves seeing the expressions you make and he also loves putting your legs on his shoulders to go deeper.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Pitch is... provocative. Of course he's serious at times, but he doesn't stop himself from teasing you, especially with his sarcastic manner.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Even though he's the bogeyman, pitch is a guy who takes care of himself, he doesn't like a lot of hair on himself so he avoids growing it or having a lot of hair, but on you he doesn't mind at all.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He's very passionate. He always has sex with you as if it were the last time and takes every opportunity to savor and adore your body.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Pitch doesn't have that much of a hard-on, and he doesn't seem the perverted type. He would only do it to relieve himself or if the two of them were far apart in a situation where it was difficult to find each other.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Sometimes he likes to use his black sands to bind you, tying your wrists or other parts of your body. He also loves to wrap his hand around your neck and hang you lightly during the act, or fill you with marks.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Anywhere, he doesn't care, as long as it's not a public place or one that risks you both, he prefers to be discreet and that only he can see you or hear your moans.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
He loves to irritate and tease you, the more you confront him the more he gets turned on. He loves to see you in a tight dress that accentuates your curves, especially a black dress. Clothes and skirts are his favorite, because they make it easier to work.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Hurt you in a way that isn't pleasurable, do it in public places or take risks. He also couldn't bear the thought of sharing you with someone else.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
It depends... he prefers to do it on you, he loves to see how his tongue leaves you, to see you writhing with pleasure, clutching the sheets, moaning and begging for it, but if he's having a bad day he prefers to receive it.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends, he likes to vary, he likes to go slow and hard to torture you, he likes sensual to enjoy the sensation, but when he can't hold back or when he's not in the mood he goes fast and hard.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He doesn't particularly like it, he prefers something more intense and where both can enjoy the emotions and feel without worrying about being interrupted.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
No, not at all. As I said before, Pitch is a private guy, he prefers to keep everything secret, especially if you're a guardian. He'd like to maintain the reputation of both of you.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can last several rounds, but if you're a human, he knows that your energy is completely different and he'll go until you're tired and satisfied, but that he's satisfied too. If you're a guardian or some kind of spirit too, he'll go to the limit for both of you.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
No, he doesn't even use it on himself, let alone on you. He'd be very offended if you needed a toy to pleasure yourself, he would think he wouldn't be enough for you. At most it would just be ropes.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
A lot. As a sarcastic bastard, he loves to play games and tease you discreetly. He's the type who would tease you and pretend to be innocent afterwards just to annoy you, saying phrases like that with that mischievous smile:
"What, darling?... Me? I didn't do anything, you're taking it the other way."
"What a dirty little mind you have... But if you want it so badly, why not?..."
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He hasn't shown himself to be vulnerable and genuine for ages, he doesn't make a point of holding back in such an intimate and intense moment, he doesn't moan loudly, but he doesn't hold back his moans and sighs either. He just moans and sighs close enough to your ear for you to hear, and he also lets out a few growls...
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He loves to masturbate you, using his fingers or his mouth. When you reach your limit and make a mess of his hand, he would simply push his fingers between your ajar lips and demand that you clean them for him, getting a taste of your own.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He's a very tall guy, almost 6'3" in height. That's 18 cm that will satisfy you very well.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He's not the perverted type who feels horny all the time, but with you he feels a lot of desire, but he prefers you to go to him and show it first, he doesn't want to seem like he's forcing you to do something, but when he's on the days when he can't hold back, he goes to you.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Although sex is tiring, it's not so tiring for him, he doesn't fall asleep too quickly, he likes to see you fall asleep first and watch you sleep so soundly after such a hot time.
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Sex hc for twst but like, less about sex itself and more about interpersonal/ how I see the cast relationship with sex. im proship/profiction and very into sex education, so respect your own dni.
Trein definitely thinks sex is a private matter, not sex negative per sé, but definitely more of a “I don’t care what you do in bed” type of guy.
Divus slept around, probably in his teen or young adult days, willing to brag about it around friends if two shots of vodka are added to the mix. Preaches sex-ed and consent.
the only thing Crowley is fucking is dying. But definitely masturbates
Sam is another one who slept around, with guys mostly. May or may not have a sex toys selling business.
Vargas FUCKS, he’s loud too and has gotten backlash for it
Riddle has HORRIBLE relationship with sex, like he knows it’s normal but feels ashamed of what turns him on. Cried when they showed how labor works in class
Trey empathizes more with his mom after learning how much pregnancies affect the body, probably the first top/dom alignment in Heartsaybul.
Hate to break it to y’all but Carter is into gang bangs, doesn’t care for their partner gender but is waay into his own pleasure. Knock him down a peg
Did Ace had a girlfriend? Yes, did they do it? I don’t think so, for me he only hit first base and they broke up before it happened (nothing concerning happened, they just weren’t compatible). Still feels self councious abt his performance since then
Deuce, This king is scared, but curious, but scared. The talk on STDS frightened him for life
bottom Bottom bottom!! Leona Kingscholar is 100% not putting much effort in sex, likes to be pampered and cuddle. Immediately dizzy after orgasm
Ruggie is the first guy with a dildo toy, it hurt the first times, but learned that mosturizer goes a long way.
Thank GOD Jack’s got good people in his family who don’t shame him when he can’t control his way to stress relief. He also cums a LOT and hates cleaning after.
Azul is the first guy I can see into body worship, like it doesn’t get him hard per sé, but it’s his favorite thing.
Floyd drive is fucking horrendous, can go for hours and cumming doesn’t make him stop. Which is bad bc his thing doesn’t go forever, gets very upset when he can’t continue.
Another one for the sex toy user, Jade is into some ‘risky’ things (such as orgasm control). Thinks fluffy handcuffs are impractical but fashionable
Contrary to popular belief, Kalim knows more about women's health than anyone, definitely the person you want around when ur fighting period. Also very polite during sex, consent king!
I know people like to picture Jamil as kinky but I don't, I don't see it personally. Very vanilla but likes to give his partner massages during aftercare
"Vil is a pillow princess" WRONG. He's already pampered and given the princess treatment everyday by his fans. Likes to take charge when hes in bed
Rook is 100% a vouyer, the idea of having sex doesn’t turn him on as much as it does watching others do it. The only problem he does it without people consent ♡
Epel thinks sex is a competition, probably the e most kinky out of the first years.
if you think Idia fucks I’m sorry to disappoint you, he does NOT. This guy needs a HUGE amount of preparation
Ortho knows about sex the way Wikipedia lists it, he will make his own experiences but this is all he will get for now
Malleus is a virgin, like full on “I haven’t kissed anyone yet” virgin.
I would have said the same for Lilia but, considering what we now know form chapter 7,,,
If I didn’t say that Sebek wants to be dominated I’d be doing a terrible job. Gets turned on pretty easily too, but never enough to cause him boners
Silver is a biiit struggling with sex because he keeps falling asleep during the middle of it. May have some rape/cnc fantasies that he’s not too proud of.
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Kinktober Day 9 Lactation (Reupload)

Character: Dad Mammon x Mom Reader
Reader: Fem Reader!
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, smut, unprotected sex, small breeding kink, whiney Mammon, unprotected sex, harsh language, tit fucking, breast milk, pet names (Mamma, daddy, honey, etc.),
Wc: 3,298
A/n: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!
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"Hey, now be gentle, S/n!" You whined, feeling your son's tiny teeth starting to nibble against your sore nipple, his bright and innocent eyes looking right up at you. You smile, letting out a small coo as you playfully boop his nose. "You're so lucky you have your daddy's eyes~ I can never stay mad at you~" You gushed, a giggle escaping when S/n reached one of his grubby little hands towards your finger, carefully gripping the digit between his chubby flesh. Your happy thoughts are stopped when a dark and menacing aura emerges from the other side of the baby. You let your eyes travel over to the pouting face of your loving and childish husband, who rocked back and forth in one of the rocking chairs as he quietly chewed on his thumb.
"What's up with you? You're going to upset the baby." You grumble, giving your husband a slight glare as your son squirms in your arms. Mammon scoffs, turning his head away from you, the pout still evident on his face. "He's hogging you all to himself." He growls. It wasn't like Mammon hated his son.
On the contrary, he absolutely adored the little bundle that was a perfect mix between you and him. When you told him you were pregnant, he felt so much joy that he ran around the entire devildom, bragging to anyone he could while buying all sorts of baby items for boys and girls, not caring what it would be as long as it was healthy. However, there was one thing the avatar of greed failed to consider. Having to share his precious wife is the one thing his greedy mind could never handle.
After hearing his words, you roll your eyes at such a childish reason for your husband's sour mood. "Honestly, Mammon, you're ridiculous!" You huffed before turning your attention back to your son, watching as his eyes slowly started to close, indicating that it was time for a nap. You let out a few small hums, allowing him to finish getting his fill for the day. On the other hand, Mammon stared deeply at your tired expression, the bags under your eyes becoming more noticeable by the day, along with your messy hair and baggy clothes. He didn't mind you not dressing up because it just meant that no other guy would be eyeing you with their lustful gazes. The demon's eyes soon fall on your breasts, having grown immensely since your pregnancy, each mound filled with your precious milk. Mammon recalls a conversation with his brother Beelzebub a few days ago.
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The two watched you from across the living room, feeding your hungry son, who happily latched onto one of your swollen mounds. "I wonder how it tastes…" Beelzebub mumbled without thinking as he stared longingly at your form, a bit of drool leaking from the corner of his mouth, eyes hungrily taking in your exposed flesh. Mammon growled at his brother's words, shooting him a warning glare as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Watch it, Beel! I'll kill you, dammit." Your husband growled, feeling possessive of his human wife. Beelzebub puts a hand up in self-defense, his hungry gaze leaving you to look at his brother. "Sorry, I can't help myself." The avatar of gluttony mumbles his stomach, rumbling loudly, causing your baby to pull away with a loud cry.
Mammon quickly looked your way, his eyes catching the brief glimpse of your exposed nipple. His pupils dilate when he takes in the perked nipple, the tiny bite marks from your son's incoming teeth engraved into the tender skin. To his dismay, you quickly cover up as you try to comfort your son while giving Beelzebub an understanding smile as the demon panics while trying to calm his nephew down. Your husband stood there, bangs falling in his face as he went and licked his lips, a new greedy thought appearing in his selfish mind.
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You let out a small sigh as you exit your son's room, Mammon close behind as he carefully shuts the door. "You look exhausted, mamma~" The demon cooed, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind as he nuzzled into your neck, leaving a few tender kisses. You relax at the feeling, leaning closer into his chest as his hands carefully rub up and down your sides, a content hum leaving your lips. "I am tired. I love my cute little S/n, but he just won't sleep properly, not to mention he's been teething a lot more lately, so I haven't been able to feed him properly." You sigh, tossing your head to the side when you feel Mammon's tongue trail up your neck as he places a few kisses against your jaw.
He lets out a slight hum at your words, raising a brow in curiosity as he looks up at you while resting his chin on your shoulder. "I have noticed the little rascal leaving more bite marks on me, but what do you mean you haven't been able to feed him properly?" His eyes trail down to the top of your low-cut shirt, your cleavage highly exposed as the shirt desperately clings to the flesh. Your husband enjoys the view as he backs his lower half away from you, feeling his pants getting tighter at the sight. You blush slightly while glancing in both directions of the hallway, causing the demon to grow even more curious at what you could say. You motion for him to come closer as you whisper in his ear. "Because of his teeth, it hurts too much when he's feeding, and I haven't had time to buy a pump yet." Your words cause Mammon to frown, not understanding what you meant. Seeing this, you bite your lip as you debate, telling your husband more before letting out a small sigh. "My breasts are full, and it's becoming painful, so I need to buy a pump to get the milk out and give it to S/n in a bottle." You mumbled, ears turning red from embarrassment.
Mammon takes a second to process your words, his eyes going wide once everything clicks before a mischievous smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. "Oh? Is that right?" He teasingly sings, his hands slowly making their way up your torso. You give a silent nod, too embarrassed to say anything else. "My poor wife~" Mammon playfully cries before his hands lightly grope at your swollen breasts, earning a loud gasp from you, your smaller hands shooting up to push him away from the sensitive flesh. "M-Mammon! Stop it!" You hiss, shooting at him with a warning glare, to which he just smiles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He doesn't budge as he lightly massages your breasts in the hallway, not caring for anyone who could stumble upon his shameless act.
You let out a small moan from your husband's movements before feeling your shirt dampen, causing your eyes to widen as you tried to push him away again. "Come on, if you don't stop, you will ruin my top!" You whined, trying to devise any excuse to escape the embarrassing position. Mammon's fingers came to a quick halt when they pressed against the now wet fabric, his eyes narrowing as he looked over your shoulder, seeing the two soaked spots where each nipple sat. "Y/n…is that what I think it is?" His tone is deep as he whispers into your ear, teeth lightly grazing the skin, sending a shiver throughout your body. He hums at your silence, his fingers teasingly pinching at the leaking buds, making your back arch as your knees give out. Mammon is quick to catch you, his arms wrapping around your waist. He lets out an amused chuckle that slightly echoes throughout the hall.
"Let me help you out mamma~ Your husband has been feeling extra greedy lately~" He cooed before sweeping you up his legs and taking him as fast as they could to your shared bedroom. Once inside, the avatar of greed couldn't keep his hands off you as he sat you on the edge of the bed. "You're such a good mamma, baby~" He moaned as he slowly sucked on one of your clothed breasts, his tongue lightly tasting the milk that had seeped through. You whine at the sudden feeling, bringing a hand to your mouth to muffle your weak moans. Mammon sucks at the spot for a few more seconds before moving to the other, leaving darker wet spots. "Is this helping baby? Does it feel any better?" Your eyes soften at how sweet his tone is as you carefully caress the back of his head, earning a slight hum as he glances up at your lips, still sucking on the soaked fabric.
"I don't like the feeling of the fabric." You confess, cheeks pink as you look into his eyes. He pulls away carefully, standing up from his kneeled position, body now looming over yours. "Raise your hands, baby." You do as told, hissing when he starts pulling the fabric off. He shushes you, giving a small kiss to your forehead before taking a step back, multicolor eyes taking in the sight of your swollen tits, a ball of saliva struggling to get down his throat as he tosses the shirt to the side. He caresses your cheek while lightly trailing his fingers across each mound. "Such a good wife just for me." He growls, loving how you were letting him toy with your chest as he goes and scoots you further onto the bed. Once he thought you were positioned far enough, he quickly pinned you, watching your breasts bounce around.
Before you know it, he hungrily takes one into his mouth while one hand carefully squeezes at the other to relieve himself. You whimper at the sudden feeling as you grip the sheets. Mammon lets out a shaky moan when his mouth fills with the milk from your sensitive bud, his taste buds going insane over the new flavor. 'She was keeping this from me this whole time. What a naughty wife.' He thought, glancing up to see the cute face of his lover, all red, your lips slightly parted as shaky breaths filled his ears. He pulls away with a small pop, his tongue darting to lick at any leaked milk. "So tasty your milk is so fucking good, baby~" He moaned, cheeks flushed while caressing your cheek.
"P-please suck on the other one…" You shyly pant, wanting the painful feeling to go away. Smiling at your request, Mammon hovers over your other mound, his mouth open as he carefully squeezes the flesh with one hand. You watch as the white liquid shoots out onto his tongue, causing your insides to feel warm as you lightly press your legs together. Mammon continues his assault on your tender flesh, unable to get enough of your sweet taste. "Fuck… can't wait to brag to Beel about your sweet tits." He growls against the flesh, his greed showing as he refuses to remove his lips when he feels your hand push at his head. You whine at the feeling of your breasts being toyed with as Mammon tries to suck them dry. "M-Mammon honey, you're doing too much! They're really sensitive." You whined, trying to pull your husband from his greed.
Unfortunately, he was too far gone as he pulled away from your sore nipple, watching the swollen bud glisten with spit, his breathing heavy and eyes clouded with lust. "Hey baby…let me fuck them." He breathes as he pulls his pants and boxers down, revealing his erection dripping with precum. You look up at him in a daze, still trying to recover from the pleasure and relief your poor tits were experiencing all at once. "W-what?" You breathe, trying to prop yourself up with an elbow, only for your husband to push you back down, straddling your torso as he slowly pumps his cock. He looks at you hungrily while licking his lips, giving his stupid grin whenever he knows he will get what he wants no matter what.
"Let me fuck your tits, babe; I wanna see just how swollen they are~" He sings while sliding his cock between your breasts, both hands squeezing the mounds together as he starts moving his hips, tossing his head back in pleasure. A shaky growl escapes his throat, followed by a loud laugh. "Fuck baby, your breasts are suffocating my cock~ Just look at it disappearing~" He moaned, completely taken over by lust as his thrusts started picking up. You whine, eyes watching as his leaking tip pokes out at your face, a line of precum beginning to provide a lubricant between your mounds. "Mm, that's right, mamma keep watching~ open that pretty mouth for me, yeah?" He growls, squeezing at your tits and watching them leak under his hands. "Fuck." He cursed, his eyes trailing to your pretty lips as he watched you slowly stick your tongue out to lick the tip as it poked back at you, earning a slight hiss from the demon. "Don't tease." He scolds a slight pout on his lips before bucking his hips forward, this time more aggressively as he goes and shoves his cock deep into your mouth, causing a small, muffled squeak to leave your lips.
"That's right, baby…fuck so good. You're so fucking sexy." He whined while bringing a hand up to his mouth, licking at the milk, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, thrusts becoming sloppier. You just watched him as his cock slipped in and out of your mouth, your pussy dripping with arousal from this sudden change in your husband's behavior. Usually, he was never this horny in bed, but after having tasted the precious milk, his son had been hogging for the last few months, there was no stopping him. Mammon's chest heaves as he cups both your cheeks, a fucked-out expression on his face. "I'm gonna cum all over your sexy tits, my sexy wife~ So watch me, okay? Otherwise, I'll be so upset~" He whines, pulling his cock from your mouth to give it a few more pumps before biting his lip as his hips buck forward, white strands of semen spraying all over your messy breasts.
Mammon sits there, eyes lidded as he looks down at you, his mind all fuzzy from having reached his release. You look up at him, eyes wide in awe as you take in the beautiful sight before you. "Mammon… you're so handsome." You whisper, unable to take your eyes off your demon husband as his chest rises and falls, mouth parted. He looks down at you, cheeks red and eyes practically hearts. "Hmm?~ I'm handsome, yeah?" He purrs, a hand sliding behind him as he reaches into your pants, his fingers instantly coming in contact with your slick eyes widening. He looked back to make sure he wasn't imagining it due to his fuzzy mind as he went and slipped a finger into your pussy with ease, the wet noises echoing throughout the room.
"Fuck Y/n… you're so wet just from me sucking and fucking your tits? Have I been neglecting my beautiful wife?" He coos, slipping another finger inside, watching your expression change as you squirm under his weight. "N-No, just been so busy with S/n…ah~ that I just haven't had any time for t-this!" You cry, feeling Mammon's fingers curl inside, barely brushing against that spot he knows will drive you crazy. A pout falls on his face as he shakes his head, letting out a few disappointed tuts. "That's not good, baby! Why didn't you tell me I would've taken care of you sooner!" He scolded while pumping his half-hard cock, feeling himself more turned on the longer he stared at your cum covered tits. You whine as you try to arch yourself off the bed to no avail because your husband's weight is still on top of you.
"M-mammon honey, please!" You beg, reaching a hand up to him, watching as he lightly bit a finger, his eyes locked with yours. "I-I want you deep inside me before it's too late!" You cry, tears forming in your eyes due to your desperation. Mammon smirks, quickly changing his position as he spreads your legs apart, watching your slick drip onto the sheets. "So, fucking filthy baby…just how I love you~" He chuckles before quickly slipping his cock into your needy pussy, watching as your back arched while you gripped the sheets, a loud moan leaving your lips. Mammon hums his hips, moving at an inhuman pace as he relishes in the pleasure of your walls squeezing around his aching length. "Fuck! Fuck so good, baby~ Your pussy is amazing!" He cries, his eyes landing back on your tits, watching them leak with each bounce.
"So fucking sexy…just look at them leaking~" He laughs while wrapping an arm around your back, quickly lifting your upper half as he had you sit on his lap, hands grasping your hips so tight they'd leave bruises later. He hums, wrapping his lips around a sensitive mound, body shaking as he lets out multiple whines cock still pounding into your abused hole. "Want all of it… it's all mine, dammit!" The last part came out as a possessive growl as he lightly pulled the bud between his teeth, causing a small scream to leave your lips. "S-such a greedy demon…this is for S/n." You scold lightly, hitting him on the head. Mammon growls as he kisses your lips, his tongue invading every inch of your mouth.
"That's right, I'm your greedy husband~ So. Fucking. Greedy!" He emphasizes the last three words, the feeling of his cock hitting the entrance to your womb each time. A few cries leave your lips as you sloppily kiss his neck, leaving minor bruises wherever possible. Mammon hums, his thrusts getting sloppy as he feels your walls clench around him. "Are you getting close, baby? Are you going to cum for the daddy of your baby?" He growls, his grip tightening as he gets ready to firmly press your hips down. He glances at your breasts, his cock twitching with excitement. "Fuck they bounce so good I just can't get enough!" He whined, leaving a few kisses on your lips, unable to handle anymore as he pushed deep inside you. "M-mammon! I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum from your cock so deep inside me!" You cry, wrapping your arms around his neck. Mammon smiles, loving how you cried out from his cock as he went to whisper in your ear.
"Maybe I should make you pregnant again, huh? Keep your tits nice and full for daddy and the kids~" His words have you cumming, hard eyes rolling far back into your head as he shoots his release deep into your womb, letting out a pathetic whine as he kisses your breasts.
"I'll make you a mama forever~"
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Mammon hummed happily as he rocked back and forth in the chair, his aura pure and blinding as he watched his beautiful wife feed their son. "S/n mamma, is such a wonderful woman, right?" He gushed to the baby, who looked at him with no thoughts behind those innocent eyes. You roll your eyes, a slight blush on your cheeks as you carefully fix your top when your son finishes his fill. "There, there S/n! Don't listen to daddy, he's an idiot!" You scold while patting your son's back, ready for him to burp. Mammon pouts at your words before his eyes land on your breasts; his mind starts to wander into dark territory before your son throwing up catches his ears.
"DON'T WASTE IT!"
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Kinktober Day 9 (Lactation)

Character: Dad Mammon x Mom Reader
Reader: Fem Reader!
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, smut, unprotected sex, small breeding kink, whiney Mammon, unprotected sex, harsh language, tit fucking, breast milk, pet names (Mamma, daddy, honey, etc.),
Wc: 3,298
A/n: I feel like I didn't do this one much justice, but I had fun writing it! I hope you enjoy! I tried to get all the warnings written above! I apologize if I missed any! (S/n = Son's name).
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"Hey, now be gentle, S/n!" You whined, feeling your son's tiny teeth starting to nibble against your sore nipple, his bright and innocent eyes looking right up at you. You smile, letting out a small coo as you playfully boop his nose. "You're so lucky you have your daddy's eyes~ I can never stay mad at you~" You gushed, a giggle escaping when S/n reached one of his grubby little hands towards your finger, carefully gripping the digit between his chubby flesh. Your happy thoughts are stopped when a dark and menacing aura emerges from the other side of the baby. You let your eyes travel over to the pouting face of your loving and childish husband, who rocked back and forth in one of the rocking chairs as he quietly chewed on his thumb.
"What's up with you? You're going to upset the baby." You grumble, giving your husband a slight glare as your son squirms in your arms. Mammon scoffs, turning his head away from you, the pout still evident on his face. "He's hogging you all to himself." He growls. It wasn't like Mammon hated his son.
On the contrary, he absolutely adored the little bundle that was a perfect mix between you and him. When you told him you were pregnant, he felt so much joy that he ran around the entire devildom, bragging to anyone he could while buying all sorts of baby items for boys and girls, not caring what it would be as long as it was healthy. However, there was one thing the avatar of greed failed to consider. Having to share his precious wife is the one thing his greedy mind could never handle.
After hearing his words, you roll your eyes at such a childish reason for your husband's sour mood. "Honestly, Mammon, you're ridiculous!" You huffed before turning your attention back to your son, watching as his eyes slowly started to close, indicating that it was time for a nap. You let out a few small hums, allowing him to finish getting his fill for the day. On the other hand, Mammon stared deeply at your tired expression, the bags under your eyes becoming more noticeable by the day, along with your messy hair and baggy clothes. He didn't mind you not dressing up because it just meant that no other guy would be eyeing you with their lustful gazes. The demon's eyes soon fall on your breasts, having grown immensely since your pregnancy, each mound filled with your precious milk. Mammon recalls a conversation with his brother Beelzebub a few days ago.
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The two watched you from across the living room, feeding your hungry son, who happily latched onto one of your swollen mounds. "I wonder how it tastes…" Beelzebub mumbled without thinking as he stared longingly at your form, a bit of drool leaking from the corner of his mouth, eyes hungrily taking in your exposed flesh. Mammon growled at his brother's words, shooting him a warning glare as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Watch it, Beel! I'll kill you, dammit." Your husband growled, feeling possessive of his human wife. Beelzebub puts a hand up in self-defense, his hungry gaze leaving you to look at his brother. "Sorry, I can't help myself." The avatar of gluttony mumbles his stomach, rumbling loudly, causing your baby to pull away with a loud cry.
Mammon quickly looked your way, his eyes catching the brief glimpse of your exposed nipple. His pupils dilate when he takes in the perked nipple, the tiny bite marks from your son's incoming teeth engraved into the tender skin. To his dismay, you quickly cover up as you try to comfort your son while giving Beelzebub an understanding smile as the demon panics while trying to calm his nephew down. Your husband stood there, bangs falling in his face as he went and licked his lips, a new greedy thought appearing in his selfish mind.
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You let out a small sigh as you exit your son's room, Mammon close behind as he carefully shuts the door. "You look exhausted, mamma~" The demon cooed, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind as he nuzzled into your neck, leaving a few tender kisses. You relax at the feeling, leaning closer into his chest as his hands carefully rub up and down your sides, a content hum leaving your lips. "I am tired. I love my cute little S/n, but he just won't sleep properly, not to mention he's been teething a lot more lately, so I haven't been able to feed him properly." You sigh, tossing your head to the side when you feel Mammon's tongue trail up your neck as he places a few kisses against your jaw.
He lets out a slight hum at your words, raising a brow in curiosity as he looks up at you while resting his chin on your shoulder. "I have noticed the little rascal leaving more bite marks on me, but what do you mean you haven't been able to feed him properly?" His eyes trail down to the top of your low-cut shirt, your cleavage highly exposed as the shirt desperately clings to the flesh. Your husband enjoys the view as he backs his lower half away from you, feeling his pants getting tighter at the sight. You blush slightly while glancing in both directions of the hallway, causing the demon to grow even more curious at what you could say. You motion for him to come closer as you whisper in his ear. "Because of his teeth, it hurts too much when he's feeding, and I haven't had time to buy a pump yet." Your words cause Mammon to frown, not understanding what you meant. Seeing this, you bite your lip as you debate, telling your husband more before letting out a small sigh. "My breasts are full, and it's becoming painful, so I need to buy a pump to get the milk out and give it to S/n in a bottle." You mumbled, ears turning red from embarrassment.
Mammon takes a second to process your words, his eyes going wide once everything clicks before a mischievous smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. "Oh? Is that right?" He teasingly sings, his hands slowly making their way up your torso. You give a silent nod, too embarrassed to say anything else. "My poor wife~" Mammon playfully cries before his hands lightly grope at your swollen breasts, earning a loud gasp from you, your smaller hands shooting up to push him away from the sensitive flesh. "M-Mammon! Stop it!" You hiss, shooting at him with a warning glare, to which he just smiles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He doesn't budge as he lightly massages your breasts in the hallway, not caring for anyone who could stumble upon his shameless act.
You let out a small moan from your husband's movements before feeling your shirt dampen, causing your eyes to widen as you tried to push him away again. "Come on, if you don't stop, you will ruin my top!" You whined, trying to devise any excuse to escape the embarrassing position. Mammon's fingers came to a quick halt when they pressed against the now wet fabric, his eyes narrowing as he looked over your shoulder, seeing the two soaked spots where each nipple sat. "Y/n…is that what I think it is?" His tone is deep as he whispers into your ear, teeth lightly grazing the skin, sending a shiver throughout your body. He hums at your silence, his fingers teasingly pinching at the leaking buds, making your back arch as your knees give out. Mammon is quick to catch you, his arms wrapping around your waist. He lets out an amused chuckle that slightly echoes throughout the hall.
"Let me help you out mamma~ Your husband has been feeling extra greedy lately~" He cooed before sweeping you up his legs and taking him as fast as they could to your shared bedroom. Once inside, the avatar of greed couldn't keep his hands off you as he sat you on the edge of the bed. "You're such a good mamma, baby~" He moaned as he slowly sucked on one of your clothed breasts, his tongue lightly tasting the milk that had seeped through. You whine at the sudden feeling, bringing a hand to your mouth to muffle your weak moans. Mammon sucks at the spot for a few more seconds before moving to the other, leaving darker wet spots. "Is this helping baby? Does it feel any better?" Your eyes soften at how sweet his tone is as you carefully caress the back of his head, earning a slight hum as he glances up at your lips, still sucking on the soaked fabric.
"I don't like the feeling of the fabric." You confess, cheeks pink as you look into his eyes. He pulls away carefully, standing up from his kneeled position, body now looming over yours. "Raise your hands, baby." You do as told, hissing when he starts pulling the fabric off. He shushes you, giving a small kiss to your forehead before taking a step back, multicolor eyes taking in the sight of your swollen tits, a ball of saliva struggling to get down his throat as he tosses the shirt to the side. He caresses your cheek while lightly trailing his fingers across each mound. "Such a good wife just for me." He growls, loving how you were letting him toy with your chest as he goes and scoots you further onto the bed. Once he thought you were positioned far enough, he quickly pinned you, watching your breasts bounce around.
Before you know it, he hungrily takes one into his mouth while one hand carefully squeezes at the other to relieve himself. You whimper at the sudden feeling as you grip the sheets. Mammon lets out a shaky moan when his mouth fills with the milk from your sensitive bud, his taste buds going insane over the new flavor. 'She was keeping this from me this whole time. What a naughty wife.' He thought, glancing up to see the cute face of his lover, all red, your lips slightly parted as shaky breaths filled his ears. He pulls away with a small pop, his tongue darting to lick at any leaked milk. "So tasty your milk is so fucking good, baby~" He moaned, cheeks flushed while caressing your cheek.
"P-please suck on the other one…" You shyly pant, wanting the painful feeling to go away. Smiling at your request, Mammon hovers over your other mound, his mouth open as he carefully squeezes the flesh with one hand. You watch as the white liquid shoots out onto his tongue, causing your insides to feel warm as you lightly press your legs together. Mammon continues his assault on your tender flesh, unable to get enough of your sweet taste. "Fuck… can't wait to brag to Beel about your sweet tits." He growls against the flesh, his greed showing as he refuses to remove his lips when he feels your hand push at his head. You whine at the feeling of your breasts being toyed with as Mammon tries to suck them dry. "M-Mammon honey, you're doing too much! They're really sensitive." You whined, trying to pull your husband from his greed.
Unfortunately, he was too far gone as he pulled away from your sore nipple, watching the swollen bud glisten with spit, his breathing heavy and eyes clouded with lust. "Hey baby…let me fuck them." He breathes as he pulls his pants and boxers down, revealing his erection dripping with precum. You look up at him in a daze, still trying to recover from the pleasure and relief your poor tits were experiencing all at once. "W-what?" You breathe, trying to prop yourself up with an elbow, only for your husband to push you back down, straddling your torso as he slowly pumps his cock. He looks at you hungrily while licking his lips, giving his stupid grin whenever he knows he will get what he wants no matter what.
"Let me fuck your tits, babe; I wanna see just how swollen they are~" He sings while sliding his cock between your breasts, both hands squeezing the mounds together as he starts moving his hips, tossing his head back in pleasure. A shaky growl escapes his throat, followed by a loud laugh. "Fuck baby, your breasts are suffocating my cock~ Just look at it disappearing~" He moaned, completely taken over by lust as his thrusts started picking up. You whine, eyes watching as his leaking tip pokes out at your face, a line of precum beginning to provide a lubricant between your mounds. "Mm, that's right, mamma keep watching~ open that pretty mouth for me, yeah?" He growls, squeezing at your tits and watching them leak under his hands. "Fuck." He cursed, his eyes trailing to your pretty lips as he watched you slowly stick your tongue out to lick the tip as it poked back at you, earning a slight hiss from the demon. "Don't tease." He scolds a slight pout on his lips before bucking his hips forward, this time more aggressively as he goes and shoves his cock deep into your mouth, causing a small, muffled squeak to leave your lips.
"That's right, baby…fuck so good. You're so fucking sexy." He whined while bringing a hand up to his mouth, licking at the milk, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, thrusts becoming sloppier. You just watched him as his cock slipped in and out of your mouth, your pussy dripping with arousal from this sudden change in your husband's behavior. Usually, he was never this horny in bed, but after having tasted the precious milk, his son had been hogging for the last few months, there was no stopping him. Mammon's chest heaves as he cups both your cheeks, a fucked-out expression on his face. "I'm gonna cum all over your sexy tits, my sexy wife~ So watch me, okay? Otherwise, I'll be so upset~" He whines, pulling his cock from your mouth to give it a few more pumps before biting his lip as his hips buck forward, white strands of semen spraying all over your messy breasts.
Mammon sits there, eyes lidded as he looks down at you, his mind all fuzzy from having reached his release. You look up at him, eyes wide in awe as you take in the beautiful sight before you. "Mammon… you're so handsome." You whisper, unable to take your eyes off your demon husband as his chest rises and falls, mouth parted. He looks down at you, cheeks red and eyes practically hearts. "Hmm?~ I'm handsome, yeah?" He purrs, a hand sliding behind him as he reaches into your pants, his fingers instantly coming in contact with your slick eyes widening. He looked back to make sure he wasn't imagining it due to his fuzzy mind as he went and slipped a finger into your pussy with ease, the wet noises echoing throughout the room.
"Fuck Y/n… you're so wet just from me sucking and fucking your tits? Have I been neglecting my beautiful wife?" He coos, slipping another finger inside, watching your expression change as you squirm under his weight. "N-No, just been so busy with S/n…ah~ that I just haven't had any time for t-this!" You cry, feeling Mammon's fingers curl inside, barely brushing against that spot he knows will drive you crazy. A pout falls on his face as he shakes his head, letting out a few disappointed tuts. "That's not good, baby! Why didn't you tell me I would've taken care of you sooner!" He scolded while pumping his half-hard cock, feeling himself more turned on the longer he stared at your cum covered tits. You whine as you try to arch yourself off the bed to no avail because your husband's weight is still on top of you.
"M-mammon honey, please!" You beg, reaching a hand up to him, watching as he lightly bit a finger, his eyes locked with yours. "I-I want you deep inside me before it's too late!" You cry, tears forming in your eyes due to your desperation. Mammon smirks, quickly changing his position as he spreads your legs apart, watching your slick drip onto the sheets. "So, fucking filthy baby…just how I love you~" He chuckles before quickly slipping his cock into your needy pussy, watching as your back arched while you gripped the sheets, a loud moan leaving your lips. Mammon hums his hips, moving at an inhuman pace as he relishes in the pleasure of your walls squeezing around his aching length. "Fuck! Fuck so good, baby~ Your pussy is amazing!" He cries, his eyes landing back on your tits, watching them leak with each bounce.
"So fucking sexy…just look at them leaking~" He laughs while wrapping an arm around your back, quickly lifting your upper half as he had you sit on his lap, hands grasping your hips so tight they'd leave bruises later. He hums, wrapping his lips around a sensitive mound, body shaking as he lets out multiple whines cock still pounding into your abused hole. "Want all of it… it's all mine, dammit!" The last part came out as a possessive growl as he lightly pulled the bud between his teeth, causing a small scream to leave your lips. "S-such a greedy demon…this is for S/n." You scold lightly, hitting him on the head. Mammon growls as he kisses your lips, his tongue invading every inch of your mouth.
"That's right, I'm your greedy husband~ So. Fucking. Greedy!" He emphasizes the last three words, the feeling of his cock hitting the entrance to your womb each time. A few cries leave your lips as you sloppily kiss his neck, leaving minor bruises wherever possible. Mammon hums, his thrusts getting sloppy as he feels your walls clench around him. "Are you getting close, baby? Are you going to cum for the daddy of your baby?" He growls, his grip tightening as he gets ready to firmly press your hips down. He glances at your breasts, his cock twitching with excitement. "Fuck they bounce so good I just can't get enough!" He whined, leaving a few kisses on your lips, unable to handle anymore as he pushed deep inside you. "M-mammon! I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum from your cock so deep inside me!" You cry, wrapping your arms around his neck. Mammon smiles, loving how you cried out from his cock as he went to whisper in your ear.
"Maybe I should make you pregnant again, huh? Keep your tits nice and full for daddy and the kids~" His words have you cumming, hard eyes rolling far back into your head as he shoots his release deep into your womb, letting out a pathetic whine as he kisses your breasts.
"I'll make you a mama forever~"
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Mammon hummed happily as he rocked back and forth in the chair, his aura pure and blinding as he watched his beautiful wife feed their son. "S/n mamma, is such a wonderful woman, right?" He gushed to the baby, who looked at him with no thoughts behind those innocent eyes. You roll your eyes, a slight blush on your cheeks as you carefully fix your top when your son finishes his fill. "There, there S/n! Don't listen to daddy, he's an idiot!" You scold while patting your son's back, ready for him to burp. Mammon pouts at your words before his eyes land on your breasts; his mind starts to wander into dark territory before your son throwing up catches his ears.
"DON'T WASTE IT!"
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Tim is a dragon. And dragons are pinnacles of magic (among mortals).
You see, people tend to think that only someone with the Homo Magi genes can use magic. That’s not true. Because Dragons are the superior, better magic users. Not to mention smarter and stronger. Has never ending supplies of magic and doesn’t have to chant or do rituals or use sigils or all that fun stuff.
Did Tim mention smarter? No? Because they are smarter. And stronger.
A Dragon scale is the most durable piece of armor you could ever find. Cover yourself with them and suddenly, you are more indestructible than kryptonians with their steel skin.
Dragons can also do a whole lotta type of magic.
Dragons are OP. Is what Tim is tryna say.
And they are also the most arrogant pieces of shits you could ever find walking this green earth. Tim would know. Tim is a dragon. Even if on the milder side, he is still a Professional Hater to everyone in his vicinity. And while Tim knows to keep quiet about his cards, he would never turn down chance of quietly bragging what he can do to others.
No, Tim is not a show-off. Tim just likes seeing you despair about your own incapability.
Dragons are also solitary creatures. With how long their lifespan typically is, it’s only a matter of time before your self isolation from grief becomes part of your genes, ingrained into your instincts further down the family line.
It’s also the reason why Tim got his own Nest, and a penthouse at the first chance he saw. That is; right after Bruce is back. It was the only time socially acceptable to move away. The emotions among the humans were high (As Tim is kinda partially masquerading as a human, he thinks being told to seek professional help when he presented a perfectly good theory and evidence to back it up to Dick is upsetting enough. Probably. If not, then he can play up his journey around the globe and stuff, easy. As you can see, dragons don’t really do emotions and such very well), there was a lot of tension and awkwardness, and Tim found the hovering Dick (even though he visits rarely right now) and the murderous Damian just a tad too annoying to deal with nowadays.
You can’t really blame Tim. It’s in his nature to be alone and perfectly happy. Dragons, as complex as they are, are also simple as can be.
You just need a lot riches, big space, and isolation to make a dragon happy.
And now, Tim had all three. Yippee! Except now the family thinks he is pulling away and distancing himself. Tim should really tell them that he’s not a human at this rate, it’s becoming beyond annoying.
And would you look at that! A rogue wizard causing terror in Gotham because he is an ignorant piece of shit. Totally not Tim’s doing. He just… you know. Spread a bit of a rumor in the wizarding world named Skartaris and waited for a bit.
By bit, he meant like half a year. So yes, bit. Quicker than expected though.
Time to scare this little wizard with his Draconic nature in front of the Bats as it seems like it will become a all-hands-on-deck type of situation. YJ would so pay to watch this shitshow.
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First request on the blog, a friend of mine recommended me to check u guys out and your writing did NOT disappoint! I'd like the Mango Pancakes for my order 🤗
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I'd like something simple with him, how would he react to a boyfriend that's constantly baking/cooking for him? coming home with delicious food, reminding him to get proper nutrition, just general stuff like that. I think he deserves to be treated right.
🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : mango pancakes !! . . . mortician grim reaper ⊹ male reader .
. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔﹕verse 9948e ꮽ zhào haitao
𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪ who's that ?⠀﹕a mortician grim reaper, with a passion for eccentricity and creepy jokes
ּ ֗ recepit ℘ ... some soft headcanons about cooking for a certain mortician of the zhao estate, and how much he loves your gestures⊹ cw ٬٬ none. ⊹ awww thanks love ! glad we lived up to expectations
The only person who fussed around him like that was his mother — so to now have someone that reminded him of home? Well, he often says that you're spoiling him too much, but never denies your acts of kindness.
The first time it happened he thought it was a sweet gesture. Until you cooked the entire week, and the next, and soon he was asking in concern if all was well. "You know you don't have to cook all the time right? I can order something."
But when he found out that this was a display of your love? Oh how he melted. His favourite part to coming home is your yummy meals waiting for him.
At times when you get busy and you can't, he admittedly gets a bit sad. Never to pressure you! But nothing that he cooks can really compare to what you've conditioned him to.
"Told you that you're spoiling me. Don't you know reapers aren't supposed to eat this much?" Lies, reapers have two stomachs for a reason.
Especially loves when you try your hand at his culture's food. He falls in love every time. You tried your hand at szechuan dumplings and he was two seconds from getting down on one knee then and there.
It's not like you both argued beforehand, Haitao never really left it as an option with his morbid humour — but now? He makes it his sworn duty not to get you upset. He says it always tastes different when that's the case and he feels sad in turn.
Definitely brags to his other siblings whoooo aren't exactly listening, but he seems to think they're all beyond jealous. Especially his twin. ( He has no idea that you routinely visit Xiyang's room with various treats and foods for his sickly self. )
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HI same anon from last night I’ve been going absolutely bonkers over you rambling about Bee since you posted it. I love that guy… 😭. If you want more specific (and this is only if you wanna!) do you wanna expand on maybe g1, animated or earthspark? how they’d be in a relationship, maybe? it’s totally up to you. i’m just excited to be fed good content about my favorite guy 🙏
Yes yes yes of course! I covered what Earthspark Bee would be like if he had a crush in the last ask, so I'll gladly go over what these Bees would be like in a relationship!
G1 Bumblebee
Of these three, I think G1 Bee is the shyest, even when the two of you are already in a relationship. The puppy love doesn't wear off when you start dating with him. If he had it his way he'd trail behind you wherever you went, dopey and lovesick and unbelievably fond.
He's incredibly gentle with you, never picking you up without asking first, always checking in on you to make sure you're comfortable when he takes you for a drive. He's also a much more careful driver than the other two versions of Bee when you're riding with him. As much as he loves to feel the wind between his plates and tear up the road, he's a lot more hesitant to do so when you're his ride-along.
He loves the human cliche of getting your partner flowers, and he especially loves the way your whole face lights up when he presents them to you, even if he just spent an hour delicately picking them out of the nearby woods. He'd be a complete, flustered mess if you ever returned the favor or, better yet, went out of your way to court him in a way more familiar to Cybertronians. Bring him a cool rock or pretty gemstone you found at a hobby shop and he'll fall to pieces right there in front of you.
Whether you're a alone or in public, he absolutely melts under any affection from you. Even a kiss on the cheek can turn his processor to a staticky mess. He's so whipped for you and he absolutely loves it.
Animated Bumblebee
Even in a relationship, he still loves to tease and play with you. Teasing is your shared love language, he shows his affection best when you're calling him a giant dork and he's responding 'Yeah, but you love this giant dork!' The only times he gets really soft and embarrassed are when you genuinely compliment him or tell him how much you love him without some silly goof to cushion the blow. You can practically see his whole faceplate glowing with the force of his blush.
Anything fun is doubly fun when he's doing it with you. Listening to music, ripping around downtown Detroit, or even just vegging out on the couch playing video games. Having you there makes everything ten times better. Even things that you enjoy that he isn't as fond of are better with you. He'll gladly watch a documentary or go stargazing if it makes you happy. Besides, you can still bounce jokes off of each other, so he'll enjoy it no matter what.
He's such a showoff about you it's adorable. He brags about you whenever the chance comes up, and NOBODY gets away with talking smack about you if he's around. Especially other bots that don't like organics, that's when he gets to his most protective.
He's not always the best at reading the room, so you need to be pretty up front with him if he ever says or does anything that genuinely upsets you. After all, teasing isn't very fun if it's something that you're genuinely self-conscious about. And he knows you'd never tease him for stuff like his height, so all you have to do is point out the lines that you don't want crossed, and he'll never let himself or anyone else cross them.
Earthspark Bumblebee
Like Animated Bee, Earthspark be loves loves loves to go racing with you. But he's also painfully aware of how much more fragile humans are than Cybertronians, so he saves it for routes he knows like the back of his hand, or racetracks where there's absolutely no chance of you getting hurt. It makes his spark sing whenever you cheer around a tight turn, warm hands gripping his steering wheel like you never want to let go.
He's not a bragger by any definition of the word, but the people around him that know him well can tell just how proud he is of you. He gets this incredibly fond, dreamy look on his face whenever he sees you teaching the Terrans something new, like it's taking everything in him not to scoop you up and smooch you right then and there.
He's okay with casual displays of affection, hugs and chaste kisses and carrying you around in his arms or on his shoulder. But he does get pretty embarrassed if he ever gets caught in a more affectionate position with you. He can handle the teasing from the Maltobots just fine, but Primus forbid Optimus or Megatron start ribbing him for how cuddly he likes to be with you when no one else is around.
Speaking of cuddly, I think ES Bee is the MOST touchstarved out of these three. He's incredibly tactile and if he could he'd literally always be touching you, but he's been on his own for so long that he doesn't really know how to voice when he needs that kind of casual physical affection. He loves to cuddle but almost never brings it up. After all, a soft, gentle human like yourself can't possibly get as much out of cuddling a angular slab of metal as he gets out of cuddling you. Please cuddle the man, he needs it so bad.
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Hii so first of all, I’m so in love with your writing,it’s literally poetry and so perfect,you’re so talented !!💞💞 I was wondering if you could do headcannons,Tom x girlfriend with natural red hair which she doesn’t like,especially because Tom usually had blonde/brunette girls and that makes her feel doubtful sometimes .
Thank youuu💘💘💘
TOM KULITZ X RED-HEAD READER
thank you so much!!!

- okay so tom notices your insecurity way before you ever say it out loud
- even if he doesn’t show it, he’s incredibly observant especially when it comes to you, so when you start fussing more over your hair or avoiding letting it down, he asks what’s going on
- especially when you talk about maybe changing the colour
- he stops you immediately and looks at you like you’re crazy
- no literally he doesn’t understand why would you change it
- when you finally open up about how you feel — that you’re not “his type” — he’s visibly upset, not at you, but at the fact that you’ve been feeling this way
- he reassures you in that laid-back way he has, like he literally tells you point-blank: “you are my type. i didn’t even know i had one until you.”
- because it’s true he never had a type he just liked to be a menace and date anyone but with you it was totally different
- like you blinded him with your beauty and your personality, he had never felt this way before
- tom loves running his fingers through your hair, he is constantly playing with it when you’re lying next to each other and if you ever pull away or say something self-deprecating, he’s quick to stop you
- you catch him watching you when the sun hits your hair just right, and when you ask why, he smirks and says something that makes him cringe because of how cheesy it is like, “you’re literally glowing”
- he starts casually mentioning redheads in a positive light during interviews or conversations, not to compare, but to normalize your beauty in his world
- he actually thinks about how he had never dated redheads before cause you’re so hot with it, it makes him question his existence
- he might even write a song or lyric referencing your hair — something subtle but unmistakably about you. when you notice, he just shrugs like “of course i did.”
- one day he also shows up to you saying how he wants his hair red and you have to stop him from doing that
- tom loves taking photos of you when you’re not looking — especially those candid ones where your hair is wild and unstyled. he tells you those are his favorite because they’re “real”
- he’ll absentmindedly twirl a lock around his finger when you guys are watching movies or tug it when he’s being playful
- if you braid your hair, it drives him crazy, whether it’s a simple braid or something more intricate, he can’t help but stare. he will gently undo the braid at the end of the night admiring the waves
- if your is short, he adores the simplicity like he will always tell you how clean, bold, and effortlessly hot it looks
- also the red hair in general turns him on, because you look so rebellious but he knows how to tame you ;)))
- would of course pull your hair during sex and wrap it around his hand
- and he especially loves waking up next to you — bedhead, no styling — just you
- he cups your face in the morning and brushes his fingers across your face, whispering, “how are you this pretty without even trying?”
- he secretly brags about it to the others like if they’re on tour and he gets a photo of you looking gorgeous, your red hair catching the light just right, he shows it to bill with a grin and says, “tell me that’s not the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.”
- and he’s right cause your red hair!!! wow it’s amazing and he loves it so so much you can’t even understand
- hope you liked this!!! 🫶🏻
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Re: "people are shocked because the attitude you are describing Kills People. that is not an exaggeration, that is not a joke, and that is not a hypothetical."
I'm the "confused" kpop anon from before. Reading comprehension should be taught more thoroughly in schools, clearly, because it's clear that this person and I agree. The problem is the alienation of "the Self" under capitalism as companies sell fans a mockery of whatever they want via "the idol." What I expressed my confusion about is how kpop fans, really stans in general, don't see how this (the dehumanization of people) is the logical conclusion from their model of business. You have to either reject or accept all of what comes with stan culture. There is no in-between. Companies and stans can't rely or brag about people mass buying albums to then turn around and complain that there's a "dating scandal." Stans are upset because companies have been marketing male and female idols as surrogate boyfriends and girlfriends to fans for decades, so they're upset when they date people and have lies. It forces the fans to confront the reality of their one-sided relationship. It's a toxic culture that the kpop (and western) music industry relies on to keep itself afloat. The entire culture has to change (stop calling them "idols," for a start), but until then, while fans indulge in said culture when it benefits them and selectively opt out when it doesn't, I don't understand why people are surprised. It's like superintendents of a school district being surprised test scores dropped after cutting school budgets for 5 years consecutively. What, exactly, do y'all expect? This is the logical conclusion.
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Selfish Heterodynes
And why that's a good thing for their people
One thing that is commonly known about Sparks is that they have extremely self centered worldviews and motivations.
Sparks find it very hard to care about other people, and when they do, they often treat them more as an object or a pet than as a sapient being.
It's the main reason why non-sparks are so afraid of them. If you are just another object, what's stopping the Spark from using you for spare parts.
So. What is it about Heterodyne selfishness that makes their people so fanatically loyal
to start with, Heterodynes are selfish about their people because they are people.
Any time Agatha is introduced to a new group of people, she goes out of her way to learn their likes, dislikes, and histories. While there is a Doyalist explanation for this (the audience needs the exposition) I believe the Watsonian explanation is that this is part of being a Heterodyne.
Heterodynes that grew up in Mechanicsburg probably knew the names and life histories of more than half the town. They would drink with their men and participate in festivals. *Even if part of the festivities included being chased by an angry mob.*
Because they care about the person, they care about their personality and goals. To damage a mind is almost sacrilegious to a Heterodyne.
One of the defining traits of Heterodynes is that they are vehemently against brainwashing and mind control. While part of it is the fact that such methods undermine any genuine loyalty, It could also stem from the way such things interfere with who the victim is as a person.
Think about how Agatha's horror over Dr. Vapnoople differed from that of other Sparks. They were mainly concerned with how it kept Dimitri from expressing his Spark, while Agatha was upset by what it did to his personality.
Heterodynes make space for their people to achieve their goals.
As small as Mechanicsburg is, it's divided up into a variety of districts where all sorts of industries take place. From medicine, to constructs, to engineering, and trade, if a citizen wants to work in a certain field, the town can accommodate them.
Additionally, the people have no fear showing their work to the Masters. The moment Agatha started Heterodyning, she had a crowd of people clamoring to offer her their skills and talents. There wasn't a any hesitation to brag about this skill or that talent or offer these services to their Master.
Why would there be? it was probably a very common sight to see a crowd of townsfolk proudly share their latest creations with the Masters, and the Heterodynes probably took great delight in their people's ingenuity.
Because the People, their Personality, and their Skill belong to the Heterodyne, any Outsider trying to harm a citizen is trying to Steal from the Heterodyne.
to the Heterodynes it's never just a servant or just a gaurd, or just a farmer. They know that the servant was named Molly and had 2 nieces and preferred cake to pudding. They know that Grant had been a Jaeger for 200 years and had been best friends with their grandfather's sister's husband. They knew the Farmer Mac was a minor spark who had been secretly crossbreeding orange petunias as a gift for their wife.
Every loss is personal, so that makes it vital that they protect their people with everything they have.
The core of my idea can be summarized with this Discworld quote:
"All witches are selfish, the Queen had said. But Tiffany’s Third Thoughts said: Then turn selfishness into a weapon! Make all things yours! Make other lives and dreams and hopes yours! Protect them! Save them! Bring them into the sheepfold! Walk the gale for them! Keep away the wolf! My dreams! My brother! My family! My land! My world! How dare you try to take these things, because they are mine!I have a duty!"
Terry Pratchett, The Wee Free Men (Discworld, #30; Tiffany Aching, #1)
All that a Mechanicsburger is belongs to their Heterodyne, and the Heterodynes will protect them from all threats the way a dragon guards its horde.
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Ninjago AU Headcannons
so obviously, this includes OC content. if you don't like OCs, don't read that part/ignore other hc ig?
anyway, this is for my AU of Ninjago, Echoes of the Echoed. The timeline is set to be between Crystalized (s16) and Dragons Rising Season 1. So there shouldn't be any spoilers?
this is just a bunch of random hcs I have for the ninja (and Hanna) in my AU. some of these are adapted from other people, some of them are mine.
Kai
he has naturally straight hair so he uses curlers to put wave in it. by curlers, i mean the ones your grandma uses overnight. he also sleeps in a bonnet
bro wears eyeliner. not a lot, but when asked he will admit to it.
he knows how to cook a meal and is probably the best chef (minus Zane bc Zane is goated) but doesn't like to cook
he is terrified of bugs. any kind of bug, it doesn't matter. he doesn't want to look at them, he doesn't want to be near him, and if he was alone in the monastery and found a spider, the entire thing would be up in flames.
when he gets spooked, sometimes fire will shoot out of his shoulders.
when someone on the team is upset or struggling with smth, he forces them to do self care nights with him
he paints his nails black or red
he's an insomniac, has been since his parents left. it got better around s11 but still struggles with it. when he can't sleep he likes to do blacksmithing. nya and pixal set up a station in the X Cave for him to do it quietly.
Jay
adhd, adhd, adhd, adhd, adhd, adhd-
he doesn't know what his biological mother looks like and he likes to try and imagine it.
the reason his hair curled after s7 is bc of puberty. some people's hair gets curly :/
when he uses his powers his spine will glow blue and have offshoots of the same color that look like lightning. it's sick af
he always carries his yin medallion with him. he might be wearing it, he may be holding it, it may be chillin in his pocket, but it's always on him.
after the events of s15 and then after s16, jay brags about how easy it was for him to grow a beard. it pisses lloyd off.
the eye that he hurt in Skybound(s6) is ever so slightly a lighter shade of blue than his other eye. sometimes it still hurts him and on those days it looks bloodshot and he wears an eye patch.
his favorite kind of art is watercolors.
he's got a wicked spice tollerance
Cole
he forced Zane to teach him how to cook basic things. but, he is a very skilled baker naturally
he's great with kids bc he lets them swing off his arms like monkey bars
cole is black and bc his dad never did, kai taught him how to take care of his hair.
he likes having long hair bc it covers his scar from when he was a ghost.
right after becoming human again, he kept forgetting he wasn't a ghost and kept running into walls and doors
he has seriously considered becoming a streamer
cole is terrified of singing because his mother used to sing him to sleep.
Zane
sometimes he feels what pixal is feeling bc they share a heart
even after nya came back in s16, zane didn't turn on his emotions again until nya convinced him too. he then cried for three hours straight.
he will laugh without hesitation at a dad joke. he will also crack up as he's trying to tell a dad joke
he still has pictures lloyd drew him in s1 until childs play.
he's easily annoyed by people who break traffic laws.
he rarely swears, but swore more when he was pretending to be a pirate in s15.
after figuring out him roleplaying a detective in s12 annoyed Pixal, he downloads and roleplays things for other missions they are on together. like the pirate thing in s15.
he lets kai paint his nails
Nya
unlike kai, her hair is naturally wavy and she used to straighten it from the pilot-s7. then she kinda gave up.
she decided to grow out her hair bc she wanted to look more like her mother, but then hated having hair against her neck all the time and started putting it up.
she can bench press jay and she has a sleeper build
she gets pissed when she sees someone in the arcade getting close to her and jay's high score on the dance machine
she's a light sleeper
she's terrified of snakes
when she's upset about something, she will either beat the shit out of the training equipment (then proceed to fix in in a huff) or just build random things
she's seriously considered building jay a robot dog. but she never went through with it
Lloyd
when he's really happy, sleeping, or meditating, he purrs.
he's got freckles that look like diamonds bc of the dragon scale thing
hes got fangs, his ears are pointed, and when he's pissed or enamored by something his eyes turn red. naturally, his pupils are a bit pointer, aren't as round basically
lloyd knew about his oni form before the events of s16 but never told anyone. he's known about it since s9 when he had a nightmare and woke up to see himself half-shifted in the mirror. he asked mistake about it, she explained, he asked her to not tell anyone, and she didn't. neither did he.
he likes mints because he likes hard candies better, gives him something to fidget with
he's always bustling with energy bc of his element. he can't sit still for the life of him.
he can still control the individual elements of creation as well as water and wind. he found out he could control wind after s5 and he could control water after s15.
when he uses his powers, his eyes glow whatever color they are (red or green) for up to an hour afterwards.
he has super hearing and super smell. he can also partially see in the dark if theres just a little bit of light
he hates ants
he has consistent nightmares. nearly every night. unlike the visions in DR, he doesn't flail for his nightmares, just jolts awake.
he loves photography and has many professional grade cameras. he likes it because he gets to hold memories.
when he's upset at someone, he unconsciously switches to yelling at them in Oni language.
he can understand and read the Harmonizer language but can't speak or write it.
Hanna
she's filthy rich. her parents own a very successful real estate business and a shipping company
she doesn't talk to her parents and doesn't like talking about them
she has an accent bc of being part Harmonizer but she hides it bc it led to a lot of people not understanding her. the closest thing it sounds like irl is a Russian accent.
she sometimes talks in the Harmonizer language, especially if she's frustrated or sleeping.
she can understand and read the Oni language.
after shifting to full harmonizer the first time, the black and gold lines on her skin became visible when human if your close enough to see them
she requires no form of skin care but still joins kai for skin care nights.
she has bad periods and struggles with migraines bc of her powers
she could feel something was off before the crystal king formed in s16. she has a scar on her knuckle from where she punched harumi in the face
she loves sports bikes. she liked going fast and breaking traffic laws. but, safety is her top priority even for herself and never goes out without making sure her and any backpacks are in full gear.
after s15, she had a lot of anxiety attacks
she knew about Lloyd's oni form bc she accidentally walked in on him one day he struggled to mask it.
she is also really good with kids
she heals pretty quickly bc of being part harmonizer, and because of that, most of the wounds she gets scars over.
she hates being in the spotlight
so thats them, let me know what you think. should I do more hcs? let me know ab that too. uhh
hope you enjoyed :D
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