#with his little lion top😭😭😭😭

[fcb-mv33]

I’m WEAK

[hynzsn]

★ BUTT BOUND ★

☆ changbin + bangchan x male reader 18+ MDNI

-> bully!changbin + bully!bangchan x victim!reader

꩜ .ᐟ smut

contents: dubcon, bottom!changbin + bottom!bangchan x top!reader, big dick!reader, brainwashed!reader, teasing, oral, anal sex, anal fingering, cock riding, talk about their fat jiggly butts, cumpie, degradation, facial, cumshot, moaning, whimpering, grunting, ass slapping

wc: 2.3k

summary: college bullies chan and changbin turn you into their submissive, brainwashed slut. they take turns fucking your mouth and bouncing on your cock with their fat jiggly asses, making you go crazy and melt underneath them until you’re nothing but a complete mess.

a/n - i do not like this at all 😭 but i made a promise to myself that i would post everything i write no matter how bad it is so here it is… hopefully you guys like it better than i do >.<

♡︎♡︎♡︎ likes, comments and reblogs are highly appreciated ♡︎♡︎♡︎

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the clock ticked towards midnight as you sprawled out on the corner table of the college library, immersed in textbooks. aside from the faint buzz of fluorescent lights and the infrequent rustle of pages, the entire room was silent. in an effort to escape the constant harassment you were experiencing on campus, you became utterly engrossed in your studies. however, tonight, destiny had different intentions.

chan and changbin entered the library as the doors swung wide, their presence commanding attention. anxiety gripped you. in an effort to go unnoticed, you shrank as much as you could. however, by that point, your efforts were futile. they fixed their intense gazes on you like lions spotting a wounded gazelle. "lookie here, bin," chan said with a sneer, his voice loud enough to break the silence. "our favorite little geek."

changbin’s mouth curled into a mischievous grin. "why are you here by yourself?"

"i’m just studying, that's all,” you mumbled. "i have a test tomorrow."

both changbin and chan looked at each other, their faces turning even darker. "you’re always studying," changbin remarked as he moved closer to the table. "it’s pathetic.” chan swiftly lifted you up by the collar and had you standing before you could respond. forgotten, the textbooks scrambled to the floor. "you’re coming with us," he demanded, his hold strong and unwavering. "we have something more beneficial for you to do.”

fear was the factor that stifled your protestations. you were aware that resisting was pointless. you were not only outnumbered, but you were also, without a doubt, outmatched. you let them drag you out of the library with a groan of resignation, your feet faltering as you tried to keep up with their determined pace. the journey to the dormitory was a haze, and your mind was racing with anxiousness the entire time. though you didn't know what they might do, you assumed it was bad. you could feel your heart racing as soon as you reached the door to their room.

after forcing the door open with his foot, chan shoved you inside. the room had a low level of light, and the air was thick with a smell that was foreign to you. your eyes darted around, taking in the sight of the cluttered desks and the unmade beds. you were in a confined space. to show his eagerness, changbin closed and locked the door behind you. his eyes sparkled with excitement. "sit down," he ordered while pointing to his bed with his finger.

despite your first hesitation, chan gave you a forceful push that caused you to fall onto the mattress. you sat there, your heart pounding, as chan and changbin both removed their shirts, exposing their cut abs and showcasing their strong bodies. the sight was enough to make your breath catch in your throat. they were so terrifyingly perfect that you felt even smaller. under their gaze, you felt helpless; they looked like predators ready to attack you.

the first to walk forward was changbin, who exuded an air of self-assurance. he growled at you, his tone dripping with scorn, and said, "look at you. i’m willing to bet that you're already hard and desperate.” he leaned down, grasping your crotch, and fondled your cock through your pants. his fingers traced the outline of your cock. simultaneously with your soft whimper, he erupted into a small belly laugh. "you are such a fucking loser,” he mocked. you were hard. rock hard, in fact. as his fingers began tugging at the waistband of your jeans, he pulled them down your thighs, along with your boxers. The entire length of your enormous cock escaped its confines and sprung free, as changbin and chan observed. it was thick, with a drop of precum glistening at the tip, and stood tall and proud, throbbing with need.

chan exhaled a chuckle. “i knew his dick was big, but fuck, he's huge… i guess we‘ve got the perfect toy in our possession, bin.

"definitely. we’re going to milk this big boy dry.” changbin drew his thumb across the tip of your cock as he collected the bead of precum. he then placed his thumb on his lips and pulled away from you. "mmm, he tastes delicious, too."

all you could do was sit there, your mouth dry and your mind reeling. yeah, you had fantasized about this moment countless times before, but the reality was overwhelming, to say the least.

changbin wasted no time. he turned around and undid his pants, revealing his fat, jiggly ass. he backed up toward you with a teasing sway of his hips, his ass cheeks tantalizingly close to your throbbing cock. “you like this, huh? i bet you can't wait to have my fat ass bounce on your useless dick.”

your breath hitched as changbin turned around and lowered himself onto his knees, one of his hands holding your cock with a tight grip. “don’t get too excited; i’m not about to suck your dick,” he spat, grabbing a condom from his nightstand and tore it open with his teeth. "i don’t want you making a mess inside my ass.” with practiced ease, he rolled the condom down over your cock. the latex felt cool against your heated skin, and you couldn't help but shiver at the sensation.

once the condom was securely in place, changbin reached for the bottle of lube that was also sitting on his nightstand, squirting a generous amount onto his fingers. he stood up and turned back around, spreading his cheeks with one hand while the other one slicked up his hole. the sight of changbin’s fingers slipping in and out of his hole caused your cock to twitch in anticipation. changbin moaned softly as he worked the lube on himself, his fingers glistening. looking over his shoulder at you, he teased, "fuck, i bet you've been dreaming about this. too bad you’re just a fucking loser. you’re not even good enough to fuck me without a condom.”

you whimpered in response; your mind was already starting to fog over with desire. you watched as changbin positioned himself over your cock, slowly lowering himself. changbin’s tight heat enveloped you inch by inch, and your eyes rolled back at the overwhelming sensation. “fuck, you’re big,” he groaned, starting to ride you slowly, his ass cheeks jiggling with every bounce. “you like that, you little slut? do you enjoy exploiting your tormentors?"

in response, you could only moan, your hands gripping tightly onto the bed sheets. everything felt like a blur—the sight and sensation of changbin’s ass taking over your every thought. you were becoming mindless, just as they wanted.

chan watched with a smirk as he also pulled down his pants, his own cock rock hard and leaking. "you’re not even prepared for me to get on that cock," he mocked, his voice dripping with malice, despite the promise behind his words. he moved beside you, his hand grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him. “for now, i’ll make use of your mouth.” chan guided your head toward his cock without uttering a word, the thick length of his cock slipping past your lips. you moaned around his cock, and the vibrations made chan shudder. “good boy,’ chan murmured, his hand tangling in your hair to control the pace.

meanwhile, changbin picked up the pace, his ass slapping down with increasing speed. each bounce, along with the thrusts of chan’s cock inside your mouth, caused your eyes to roll back for what felt like the hundredth time, causing your brain to melt. in contrast to how you were earlier, you accepted everything they were doing to you without hesitation.

chan found the sounds of you moaning, gagging, and slobbering all over his cock to be delightful. he even went so far as to remove his cock from your mouth, allowing your saliva to connect a string from his cock to your lips as he slapped his cock against your cheek, resulting in a wet and sloppy patch on your skin. “fuck, look at him. he’s such a pathetic, drooling slut. he can’t get enough of my cock, bin,” chan grunted, shoving his cock back into your mouth.

your muffled moans around chan’s cock were all the answers they needed. you absolutely loved this. you were completely lost in pleasure. you were their submissive and slut, and you loved every second of it.

chan withdrew from your mouth, his cock sparkling with your saliva. “move, bin. it’s my turn," he declared as he advanced behind changbin, who was still bouncing on your cock. chan pushed changbin forward, making him come off your dick as he now lined himself up with your cock. bangchan’s ass was slightly more compact than changbin’s, but no less impressive. "let’s get this thing off," he purred, effortlessly removing the condom and tossing it aside. "i don't mind you making a mess in my ass. good pathetic sluts like yourself should be rewarded a little, and what better than to take my ass raw?” with a teasing wiggle, chan lowered himself onto your cock, his ass jiggling as he took changbin’s place.

your mind couldn’t handle the shift; the sensation of chan’s even tighter heat replacing changbin’s driving you insane. chan bounced on your cock with practiced ease, his ass jiggling beautifully. “yeah,” he taunted, “you like this, don't you?” he rolled his hips around on your cock, making you moan out, unable to use coherent words to give him a response. your cock was twitching inside of him. you moved your hands to grab at chan’s hips, desperate for more, and you got exactly what you wanted. chan began to bounce on your cock again, this time making sure to come down and take you as deep as possible.

changbin, subtly gaining his composure, moved behind chan, his hand coming down to spank chan’s jiggling ass, causing chan to moan. “fuck, this is hot,” changbin groaned, his free hand reaching down to pump his own cock. his hand continued to slap chan’s ass, each slap sending ripples through chan’s plump cheeks. the sound of skin on skin echoed through the room, mixing with the panting and moaning. you were barely holding on, your senses overloaded by the sight and sensation of chan riding you expertly.

chan’s head lolled back, a blissful expression on his face as he bounced faster, driving you deeper into madness. “fucking loser,” chan taunted with a breathless voice. on the receiving end, you were beyond words; your mind was fixated on the consuming pleasure of having your cock milked dry. every bounce, every jiggle, imprinted itself into your brain, turning you into a mindless and needy mess.

changbin smirked as he observed you, his own cock hard and in need of some attention. he moved to your side, grabbing the back of your head and forcing you to face him. “you’re not done yet, loser. you’ve got two of us to satisfy.” with that, changbin presented his small but thick cock to you. without hesitation, you opened your mouth, welcoming changbin’s cock with eager enthusiasm. the taste and scent of changbin’s cock filled your senses, adding to your brainwashed state.

changbin thrust into your mouth at a brutal pace. “yeah, that’s it,” he snarled, his voice filled with dominance. “take it all, you slut. show us how much you love being our fucktoy.”

chan continued to ride your cock; his pace was relentless. he was a vision of sinful pleasure, his ass bouncing up and down, each movement driving you deeper into submission. “you’re doing so well, slut,” chan cooed, his voice dripping with false sweetness. "takin’ us both like a good little slut."

as changbin fucked your mouth, you found yourself drowning in sensation. you were completely at their mercy; your mind was reduced to a single thought: serve and please your bullies. your hands gripped chan’s hips even tighter as you tried to ground yourself.

changbin’s thrusts became more erratic, his breaths coming in sharp pants. “fuck, you’re good at this,” he groaned. “such a perfect little slut. you’re going to make me cum.” your eyes fluttered closed, and your mind was hazy with pleasure. you could feel your own orgasm building, the tight heat of chan’s ass, and the taste of changbin’s cock pushing you to the edge.

“don’t you dare cum yet,” chan warned, his voice filled with authority. “not until we say so.” you whimpered around changbin’s cock, trying to hold back your impending release. the command only heightened your pleasure, making you even more desperate. you were their toy, their slut, and you would do anything to please them.

changbin’s moans grew louder, and his thrusts became more frantic. “fuck, i’m going to cum,” he panted, pulling out of your mouth just in time. he stroked himself a few times before unleashing his hot release all over your face. “take it, you slut. wear my cum proudly.” your eyes fluttered open, and the warmth of changbin’s cum on your face added to your dazed state. you were completely at their mercy, covered in sweat, and cum. your cock throbbed inside of chan, desperate for release.

chan’s movements became more erratic as he approached his own orgasm. “fuck, you feel good,” he moaned, his pace quickening. “i’m going to cum, and you’re going to take it all. you hear me?”

you could only nod; your mind was too foggy to form words. you were on the brink, your entire body trembling with need. with a final, powerful bounce, chan came, shooting his massive load all over your thighs, your legs, and the bed sheets, his body shuddering with pleasure. the tight grip of chan’s hole around your cock finally sent you over the edge, your own orgasm crashing through you. you cried out, your release filling him as your mind went completely blank.

chan slowly lifted himself off your cock, your cum leaking out of his hole, both of you panting and spent. with a satisfied smirk on his lips, he looked down at you. “good job, loser. you’re good at something besides absolutely sucking in life, being our slut.”

changbin chuckled, wiping the sweat from his brow. “yeah, you did great. can’t wait to use you again.”

[transmascaraa]

heya!! could i request gaming cuddle headcanons :3

bf!gaming headcannons!

just your usual cuddle night, with your playful bf...

bf!gaming x gn!reader

author's note: i feel FAMOUS getting requests😭 when i got this one i was like "OH MY🤯" and i just started writing here. anyways tysm for your request and i hope it's what you wanted, and that you at least like it<3 also i love making this gaming content😭 i think i might've been the first one to do one btw so I FEEL PROUD.

"mmh... you're so soft... and warm..."

-since it's still very cold, even though february is finally here, you weren't warm enough

-you were under the covers with your boyfriend

-he was laying with you on the bed, playing some "relaxing" game on his phone, while you were resting your head on his shoulder

-you frequently pulled the covers more up so that they would warm you up a bit more

-but your boyfriend didn't notice yet. (despite seeing that something was bothering you)

-your ice-cold hands accidentally brushed against his belly under the covers, making him jump a bit.

-"your hands are so cold!" he let out a yelp.

-he was so warm, though.

-you wondered why, but then remembered that he's pyro.

-of course he's rarely cold.

-"sorry... mmm... i think i'm cold..." you were practically freezing. you were even shivering.

-"you think?" he asked, with a grin.

-"maybe." you mumbled under your breath

-"c'mere..." he put his phone away and snuggled up against you.

-he let out a few whines while he was still getting comfortable. you were so cold!

-after getting into a good position, he hugged your tight, pulling you even closer to him.

-"mmh... thank you..." you whispered.

-gaming blushed a bit, but then kissed your cheek.

-"you're welcome... you're so soft but so cold..." he said, shifting a bit closer to you.

-"and you're soft and warm... stop complaining..." you sighed, now resting fully against him.

-"you can sleep... it's late anyways." he reassured you, before kissing your forehead.

"alright... i might as well... goodnight, lion boy..." you kissed his cheek, then closed your eyes.

-you were so grateful for him, weren't you?

-he was hot in every possible way.

-as soon as he heard your soft breaths against his neck, he knew you were asleep.

-"goodnight, my little lion..." he kissed the top of your head once more, and then closed his eyes himself.

-you two fell asleep peacefully like that, warming eachother up.

-well, he was warming you up.

-not that it matters, what matters is that you got what you wanted.

-both in your heart, and physically.

-warmth.

~~~~~

i think it's okay even tho it's short???

idk tho i hope you liked it, anon, or anyone else<3

btw i love you all sm i'm at 61 followers i'm so grateful for each one of you😭💗

[emotionally-damaged-carrot]

max v. x reader fluff?

My little lion

This is like the oldest request in my inbox, sorry for the very very long wait 😭😭😭 it might be too short for what I usually write, cause it's fluff, idk how to make it long. 😭😭

(feels like this need a part 2🤔🤔🤔)

Enjoy🫶🫶

"I'll miss this."

"Miss what, Maxie?"

"this, laying in bed, cuddling with you while you're on your phone. Me in between your legs and huggung your waist, laying my head on your belly. Smelling your favourite detergent in your clothes, I nuzzle my nose."

"haha, well, I'm not going anywhere Max. We can just cuddle here the whole day if you want, just me and you, and your annoying cat."

I said with hatred in my voice and looking at one specific cat that I swear hates me, Sassy.

"Oi, Sassy's not annoying."

He said as he let go of me and scooped up Sassy who was laying beside us, cuddling max.

"See, this is why I I like jimmy better, he's behaved."

"I see, you're just jealous that Sassy gets my attention more often."

"N-no I'm not, I swear she hates, look at her looking at me right now, with those eyes filled with malice. I swear we were rivals in our past life."

I said as I leaned forward now face to face with Sassy.

"Don't worry, I love you more than my cats.....just a bit more tho, not that much, I'd save them first from a fire."

He said as he moved Sassy forward a bit, making our noses touch.

"her nose is wet."

I whined as I wiped my nose with his shirt.

"ey, not on my shirt."

"your cat, your responsibility."

"You know, I never would've thought this moment would happen."

"what do you mean?"

"I mean the races and all, my career, my wealth, and especially you, the love of my life, the man of my dreams."

He said as he put down Sassy and reached for the bedside table.

"what are you getting at, Emilian?"

I said as I began to sit up.

"this."

He turned back to me with a small box in his hands, he slowly opened it, revealing a simple gold ring, with engravings adorning the outside, and our initials engraved inside. I looked at him with wide eyes as I gasped. He laughed at my reaction as he took the ring out of the box.

"Will you, Y/n L/n, bring me the atmost joy and honor in marrying you, to be my husband forever and ever, 'til death do us part?"

He said with the biggest smile as his eyes began to fill with tears. I nodded, unable to say anything, knowing that my voice would break.

He put the ring on my outstretched hand as he kissed it afterwards.

"what now?"

I looked at the ring as I began to cry tears of joy, smile wide.

"this."

I said as I rushed forward and connecting our lips in a passionate kiss as he fell back on the bed, with me on top.

"I love you."

I said as I couldn't contain my sobs.

"I love you too, schatz."

He smiled as he kissed my tears away, hugging me close, and putting my head on his chest.

"when do you want to get married?"

[callofdudes]

*presents to you* price being a father figure to you and bringing you back to meet his wife where she treats you like her child 😭😭😭😭

Three makes a family.

John Price's history with his inability to have children was a rough one. His wife was a gentle woman with the heart of a lion inside. She had all the care a mother could provide and no children she could pour her love into. It was a struggle, but over the years they'd made due with themselves.

The idea of adoption has come up a few times, but John doesn't like the thought of being away so much from said child. It just wasn't a good situation they had found themselves in.

Price creating the 141 was just one of those ways that Price felt what it might be like to have family. Sure, he got his fair experience of what rounding up a gaggle of children would have been like. But he enjoyed the feeling of having fellow adults he could meet on his level while feeling paternal toward them.

You are one of them.

Price has had his fair share of wild run ins with you. And he's no stranger to getting you and John for something. But you were a good soldier regardless.

Talk of his family was limited of course. You guys knew he didn't have children, but not much more than that. Simon had been to the house before but refused to tell, it wasn't the greatest time when you visited anyway.

But now it's your turn to take up the mantle. Price's wife had decided she wanted company over at the house when he returned, so he invited one of you in secret as to not make the others potentially jealous or crowd his wife.

And that's how you got here, in the busy rush of the airport and following Price like a loet lamb to find the exit after grabbing your bags. Price looked around for his wife, and he spotted a sign with his name, and the most beautiful woman.

He smiled and led you over, falling in love all over again when he saw her.

"John!" She put the sign down and rushed to hug him, his firm arms curling around her. "Rebecca." *He replied fondly, kissing the top of her head. She had chest length blonde hair and a simple but lovely complexion.

You couldn't help a little smile at seeing them reunited, and a tad sheepish at meeting your captain's wife.

She opened her eyes, still smooshed against his chest and waved at you softly.

You waved back shyly.

They pulled away and Rebecca held out her hand to you. "Rebecca, and you are-"

"Everyone on base calls me Egg."

"Ah, John has told me a lot about you." She motioned for you two to follow her, walking with you back to the entrance of the airport.

"Wait- what has he been saying??" You cocked an eyebrow up.

"Only good things I promise." Price said quickly, to which Rebecca chuckled and shook her head softly.

You shot Price a look, and he innocently turned his head away to look back at his wife like nothing happened.

Rebecca gave you an entire window tour on the way back. You didn't mind listening to her introduce you to everything you passed. Her tone was warm and her smile never left her lips when he addressed you. It made you feel welcome, it was such a warm feeling that you felt around Price. Fitting.

Their house was beautiful, as much as London homes are, but theirs had a particular charm to it. Like a newly wed couple buying their first house together and never moving.

You lugged your bags up the driveway and into the house behind Rebecca, Price keeping the door open for you.

"Your place is nice." You commented when you put your bags down.

"Thank you. The spare bedroom is upstairs, I'll show you." She slipped her shoes off and motioned for you to follow.

The spare bedroom was a queen mattress, the walls were a light baby blue, and it made you smile. "Child's room?" You asked without thinking, and soon realizing your mistake.

Rebecca smiled, though her eyes dimmed in sadness. "We'd hoped. But you can have it." She went to the closet and pulled out some extra blankets. "In case it gets cold you can layer up. And if you need anything in here don't hesitate to tell us."

You nodded. "Thank you, I will."

Price squeezed your shoulder as you went to set up the room, and then turned to greet his wife properly with a loving kiss.

---

The first couple days at the house were nice, Rebecca was incredibly hospitable. She accommodated what you needed, and the double attention from Price was a win for you.

Rebecca couldn't help seeing you as a kiddo for her to take care of. The way Price was with you, wrapping an arm around you for snuggles or teasing you at dinner.

"Do you like cookies??" She asked from the kitchen as she kneaded the small balls of cookie dough and placed them on a tray.

"Cookies sound good. What kind??" You looked over at her from the table.

"Just chocolate chip. I figured I'd go simple."

You smiled a little. "Yeah, that sounds nice."

She nodded and finished putting the cookies on the tray and slid them into the oven. "They'll be out in a bit." She came by and gently patted your shoulder, a comforting touch from her.

Price came in from the patio after having a smoke and coughed when he walked in.

Rebecca and you both looked at him when he entered.

"John, be careful." Rebecca scolded softly, walking over and lifting his chin, seeing his tired eyes. She sighed softly and took his hand. "Go relax darling, a nap will do you more good than a cigar."

He hummed and shrugged. He tiredly stole a kiss from her lips before he had to lean into his arm to cough again.

You put your phone down and lightly shake your head. "Come on Captain."

Price huffed indignantly. "Oh so now both of you are policing me around??" He smirked and tugged Rebecca in by her waist and allowed you over.

But he didn't fight, allowing himself to be led to bed, and he flopped down, feeling you curl up to his left side, and Rebecca got comfy with a book at his other.

Price squeezed her hand and ruffled your hair. He wasn't old, but mannnn, he loves his old man naps.

You smiled as you got comfy, looking up at Rebecca. She looked back at you and smiled too, letting you rest.

And you woke up to the delicious smell of chocolate chip cookies. Price searched lazily for Rebecca, his arm still securely wrapped around you.

You yawned and rolled, hiding against his chest. He patted your shoulder and looked over at the door. "C'mon... I smell cookies."

"Ok..." You groaned and managed to drag yourself off of Price's chest and follow him downstairs where Rebecca was reading at the table.

"Cookies are ready." She said when she heard you two, smiling softly.

"Thank you, darling." Price said sleepily, going to the stove and taking up a cookie.

You hummed excitedly and also went for one. "Gooey." You said between bites, "I like them."

"I'm glad I could make them for you two."

She was like Price to you, a strong rock, and a warm embrace. She was like a mother, and that made you happy as much as it did her. She'd give anything to be a mother, and she wasn't picky of who it was she got to cherish.

(I know there's a lot of her character we've digested over a long time, this was the best I could come up with. I'm on a time crunch but take this. 🙂)

[dabuggh3]

I feel like Hamzah would love doing dumb little couple things but would probably act embarrassed or like he hates it. So that’s why I wrote this. ENJOY!!🧙‍♂️

Let’s match? 💌༝༚༝༚

You get home from shopping and decide to check the mail box before heading up to your apartment. You make your way up to the apartment and open the door. Your cats greet you along with your boyfriend.

“Hi babe, why didn’t you call me to come help you with your bags?” Hamzah says as he gives you a quick peck on the lips. “ It’s okay, they’re not that heavy” you say smiling at him. You set everything down on your kitchen island and sit down on your couch sighing, appreciating the AC.

“What did you gettt?!”, Hamzah says in a excited tone peeking into your bags. “ Noo stopp I’m supposed to give you a haul” you say smiling, turning to him. He smiles “Okay I’ll wait, but what package did we get?” he says confused, holding it up. “Oh I don’t know, open it”.

Hamzah rips the package open, “ What the hellll”, he says trying not to laugh. You turn to him confused then you start giggling. Hamzah is holding a matching pair of Batman boxers and underwear. “I forgot I bought those”, you say walking towards him laughing. “ Boy what is thissss” he says in a high pitch tone laughing.

“ Stopp I bought it so we can match, and that was the only design I thought was cute, the rest were sold out”, you say grabbing the pair of underwear from his hand. He just stares at you in disbelief, laughing. “You literally have those bright ass blue lion boxers this does NOT compare” you side eye him. “ Hey those were a gift” he side eyes you back.

You both smile. “Let’s go try these on hm?” you walk towards the bedroom, into the closet . You strip from your shorts and underwear putting on the Batman underwear. You walk out the closet meeting eyes with Hamzah who’s sitting on the bed while he stares at you up and down. “ They look cute!” you say as you twirl.

“ Go try yours on”. Hamzah smiles as he takes his pair and goes to change as well. He comes out smiling looking at you. You grab his hand, pulling him to the full- length mirror you guys have. “ We look cuteee!” you say looking at him. Hamzah smiles, “ I actually do like them, I was just joking babe”.

“ Okay good, I want to take a picture”. You run to grab your phone while Hamzah stares at you. You come back, Hamzah pulls you closer and wraps his hand around your waist as you take the picture. “Ahhh so cute okay we can put our clothes back on” you say about to walk away.

Hamzah pulls you back staring at you. “Whatttt”, you say smiling. He bends down close to your face, “ Lets stay like this” giving you a kiss. As you both deepen the kiss, he wraps one of his arms around your waist. While using the other to lift you up, you wrap your legs around his waist. He turns and drops you two onto the bed, still wrapped around him and kissing.

You break the kiss, “ Babee what about my haulll?” you say pouting, staring into his eyes. He stares at you then drops himself on top of you burying his face in your neck, giggling. He lifts himself back up giving you a peck on the lips, “Okay cmon”, he says in a soft excited tone smiling. He picks you up, “ Waittt let me put my shorts back on” you say. “ No” Hamzah says sitting you down on the couch.

I haven’t wrote in so long so this might be a little ruff…sorry if there’s anything misspelled but I hope you enjoy! Also sorry if you guys don’t like the Batman underwear imagine something else😭. Omg also chase on the ooc podcast!?!!!

[villainology]

i feel like a kid running around with their drawing to show everyone else in the room bc i've already told like 2 other blogs about this scenario i had while i was trying to sleep but can you IMAGINE being a family friend of the sawyers? maybe your grandparents knew theirs before times were tough and cannibalism became their means of survival, and your family's died off and left you the little farmhouse and patch of land a few miles outside of the sawyers' boundaries. drayton's clarified you're off-limits (through some honorary family-friend ideals, or as not to upset grandpa 'cause your folks were always kind to them) and you're none the wiser to their true savagery they get up to (you can hear a scream once or twice, when you drive your dad's old beat up truck near their land sometimes, but you always think they've got really rowdy and funny sounding goats). but you've inherited your family's farmhouse and poor little you just doesn't know anything about farming and fixing up the house! no matter how hard you try, nothing grows, so one uneventful day you drop off some seeds as a gift for drayton since, well, they're not getting any use with you, and you mention a problem that needs fixing. maybe it's a rusty shed door you can't get open, or a busted roof. either way, drayton's always liked to keep up apparances and you haven't had a chance to meet the new additions of the family, so drayton sends johnny back with you (after giving him thorough lecturing about how no, you are NOT a potential victim, you're just a little oblivious, and plus johnny's the most... convincingly normal one out of all of them, arguably) to fix something up for you as thanks for the seeds. so now there's a sweaty, attractive, pretty charming (and maybe a little subtly condescending) guy fixing up something because you hadn't the slightest clue how to fix it, so you might as well make him some lemonade or tea and thank him! and, well, johnny might think you're amusing. pretty sweet, pretty cute, pretty *airheaded*. drayton said you were off-limits for anything violent, of course, but that didn't mean he couldn't test any other limits, right?

aaaah~ no bc wait I think you’re onto something here!! you got me thinking so many filthy thots rn, so I made a lil drabble, hope that’s okay w you? 😭❤️ sjdbdjdndnfnf I hope it’s written okay, I wrote this half asleep in bed but I couldn’t stop thinking abt it!

warnings — slight dub-con, light smut, Johnny being Johnny!

“Here you go, Mr Johnny,” you smiled up the ladder toward him as you walked out with two glasses of lemonade in hand, “where’d ya want it?”

“Just set it down on the table there.” His voice was stern, a tad hint of annoyance laced into it, not that you noticed.

Johnny stood at the top of the ladder, nail in mouth as he hammered another into roof of your porch, closing off the gap which would hopefully stop the rattling noise anytime there was a gust of wind. He slipped the hammer and last few nails into his work belt before looking down at you stood below him, so innocently sipping through the curly straw in your lemonade glass.

The Texan heat wasn’t good for much, but the way it made a light coat of sweat glisten on your body as the sun began to set was enough to make him appreciate the summer weather. Your denim shorts just a little too high up and your white vest top just a little too low, but from where he was stood he got to have the perfect angle down your shirt, and you were none the wiser.

Johnny carefully came down the ladder before picking his glass up off the table, his eyes never once leaving your body. He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself, you really were oblivious, so innocent and air-headed that he wondered how you survived off by yourself all these years before coming back to the farmlands.

The way Drayton sent him out here with you alone, like sending a lamb off to the slaughter — an adorable, pretty little lamb making lemonade for a starving lion. Johnny wondered to himself what you’d think if you found out what they were really like, just how savage and dangerous they were, would you run scared from him, give him chase to hunt you down on acres of land?

“Sorry about you having to come out here, I’ve clearly got a lot to learn about all this type of stuff, huh?” You laughed as you gestured toward the house and the land surrounding it.

Johnny was snapped from his thoughts, a fake little smile crossing his face as he nodded, “don’t sweat it, darlin’, friends helping out friends, ain’t that right?”

He knew that Drayton said you weren’t to be a victim, that you weren’t some prey to be chased and hunted down, butchered just for the hell of it, but what about anything else? After all, this was Drayton’s way of saying thanks to you, but what did Johnny get out of this? Where was his thank you for fixing up your roof free of charge? If you weren’t going to be Johnny’s victim then he’d sure as hell find away for you to give him thanks.

“Say,” he placed his half empty glass down on the table beside him, “you moved back up here all alone, not got a boyfriend following you here?”

“Oh, heh, no. Haven’t had one of those in a long while, Mr Johnny.”

“Huh, well that’s just peachy, darlin’.”

He walked from the table and closer to you, his hand stroking up and down your arm as he worked his way behind you, his warm body pressing up against yours as he leaned down to your ear, “how about a thank you for all my hard work, hm?”

His hand snaked its way around your waist and played with the button of your shorts, his lips grazing across the delicate skin of your neck, gently kisses to distract you from what his hands were doing. Truth be told you didn’t want him to stop, and he could tell. The way you let him unbutton your pants without a fight, his fingers working their way between your legs and tracing a line back and forth against your clothed cunt.

“Mr Johnny, I don’t think—”

“That’s alright, baby, you don’t gotta think,” his free hand wrapped around your throat, tilting your head to the side so he could more easily bite and suck at your skin, “just gotta do whatever I tell you to do.”

After all, Drayton said you couldn’t be slaughtered like he did the others, but he didn’t say anything about Johnny not being able to fuck you til’ you couldn’t walk no more.

[vermilionsun]

Hello, that beach post with the tattoo got me thinking, how would the LI”s react to mc having a tramp stamp 😏? Like we are changing or wearing something revealing and bam, the tattoo on our lower backside is revealed. Poor Kira’s probably would have a seizure 😭😭and I headcanon that Leander has one too😏😏

*slams fist on the table* YOU'RE HIRED

Reminder! The term "tramp stamp" is derogatory and shouldn't be used to describe lower back tattoos

Disclaimer! They/Them for MC because we love inclusivity!

ft Leander w/ lower back tattoo

Ais

✩ “Well, that's certainly... something, isn't it?”

✩ He lets out a small laugh as he runs his hand lightly down their lower back, where the tattoo is

✩ He traces his long fingers over it before his hand drifts down, fingers ghosting over the top of their trousers—

✩ —before he adjusts them to how they were before his little inspection

✩ “It's definitely… interesting”

✩ He looks back up at them, eyes burning with something they can't quite place

✩ He suddenly grabs their waist in a firm grip, pulling them closer to his chest so there is no space between the two

✩ “And just what does that thing say? Don't make me guess.”

✩ When he hears what he wants, he chuckles again, leaning back up

✩ “You’re just full of surprises, huh sparrow?”

Kuras

✞ His hands still briefly, the faintest hint of confusion coloring his expression as his eyes fix on the spot

✞ The doctor's smile tightens imperceptibly and the narrowest of gazes is burning through the MC’s skin

✞ A few things come to mind, most of them uncomplimentary, as he looks at the colorful ink dancing over their lower back.

✞ The gold of his eyes is cold as flint when he then raises his head, golden eyes flicking up to meet theirs; full of questions, but the words don't come

✞ Then, the next moment, he’s behind them. He traces the very edge of the inky design with one finger…

✞ There is a strange tension in the air. He lets his fingers rest on the bare skin just above the top of their trousers

✞ Suddenly, his arms encircle their bare waist, pulling them flush against him.

✞ His expression belies nothing. He's so close, they can feel his warm breath fanning above their ear when he whispers.

✞ “Tell me… what other secrets are you hiding?”

✞ He lets the fabric drop back into place and takes a step back. Despite the distance, the warmth of his body still lingers…

Leander

🗡 “Wait a moment—!” He stifles a smirk, "Well, I'll be damned. Quite the statement."

🗡 Taking a step closer, he reaches out curiously towards it. “Mind if I have a closer look? :D”

🗡 He gently runs a finger across the tattoo, a small chuckle breaking past his lips 

🗡 He gives a playful nod of approval. “It’s really great! You know, I have one myself. Wanna see?”

🗡 What design would Leander have?

A simple ink tattoo that simply reads ‘Bloodhound’

A detailed design of a lion, looking fierce and ready to pounce at any moment

An elegant design of a serpent with its body curled into infinity

A small dagger embellished with lilies

🗡 He glances over his shoulder, watching the MC’s reaction. “What do you think?”

🗡 Then, they run their fingers over it

🗡 A slight shiver runs through Leander as he feels their touch. He lets out a huff of air.

🗡 "Hmm, someone is being a bit bold... That feels... damn—”

🗡 Ț̷̶̴̡̛̤̙̻͓̱͉̒̇̀̂̀̐̍̈̀͌͌̿͆̍͐̓̃͊̍͆͘ä̷̶̵̧̛̹̹̩̪̣̹̜͍̝̤̪̳̖͚͈͕̗̫̼͓͙̥́̑̒̊͂̐̊́́̌̓ķ̵̶̸̫͕̦̻̥͓̟̖̟̖̜̮̖̤͓̖͔͙̝̝͎̖͎̣͔̏̔̄̿̓̈́̈́̒̚͜͝͝ͅe̶̶̸̢̠̻̣̲̰̤̣̯̟͖̖͙͚͔̭̳̯͇͖̞͆͆̆̄͗̈͂́̌̌́ͅ ̵��͚̃̎̀͆̋͝ͅo̷̶̷̡̢̨̠͚̱̲̯̠̰̦̱̝̘̞̫̪͖̫͔̬͂̔̆̈̎̿̇͒̿̈́̀̔̚͘ͅf̷̶̵̢̡̖̫̞̳̝̟̣̤͎̬̠͙̯̘̻̐̈́̊͂͐̒̉̈́̔̆̈̓̅̚͘ͅf̸̶̸̨̢̢̰͈̫͚͔̪̰̈́͛͑̀̆́͐͂̈́̉̓̽̏̐͆̈́̂̈́͊̀̍̕̕͜͝͝ͅ ̷̢̢̨̪̻̗̹͙͇̺̦̱̏̉͐̚t̷̶̴̨̨̥̠͈̥̹͖̤̝̯̜̩̙̪͎̳̪̻̩̘͍̬̣͚̪̫̬͂̅̊̋̇̐̀͊͌̕͘͜͠ḩ̷̶̶̮̹̩̣̦̘̮̟̮̰̙̲̜̔̀̍̿̇͊͒̈́̊̐̃͘͜͠ḙ̶̶̷̱̳̥̱͓̘͍̞̫̯͍̫̱̩͈͙̬͖̅̈̏̓̋͑̑̏́̿̈̾͊͊͗̚͜͝ ̵̠̞̦̣͌̑̌̃̓̐̈́̊̀̽̚͝͠͝b̸̶̸̧̛̭̬͕̲̝͚̱̖̞̣̩̯̻͚̾̓̏̄̍̌̀͐̎͋̿̍̄́͛̄̿̌̕̕̚͠͝ā̴̶̸̢̰̥̹͍͕̳͎̝̣͗̚n̵̶̶̠̱͉͔̜̭̤̮̻̼̘͈̘̐̋̉̊̍̋͂̅̓̿̆̿̄̊̆̀̒͝d̴̶̷̨̧̡͈͈͔͍̩̰͇̜͕̭̫̘̰̹̲̗̼̏͊̈́͂́̉̈́̅̄̓̈́̋̐͌̈́̕̕̚͜͜a̸̶̸̡̢͙̜͈͓͇̮̲̥͚̮̫̦̩͌̾̄̔̓̍͋́̋̒̏̽̈́̈́̄͑͒͂͘͠g̷̶̶̟̗͓̮̯̤͙̮̻̅̏̓̑̌̈̾̾̓̅̂͌̂͒̓̿̍̚̕͠͝ͅe̸̶̴̢̩͈̳̗̺͇̪̻͍̗̲̼̙̲̻̺̻͈̟̣̮̾̓̌̔̅̀͊̈́̕͜ș̴̶̵̞͔̯̦̩̥̗̘̰̙̫͓̈́̓̍̋͐̑̾̽͛̂͊̏͗̀̕͝ͅͅ.̴̡̧̛̛͕̮̗͚̝͓̰̭̱̺̙̓̉̓̍͌̿́̐͘.̸̗̳͘.̴̨͕̣͙͎͇͕̠͂̀͋̿͊̽͘

Mhin

🕊 Mhin’s eyebrows rise at the sight. They cross their arms, looking at the MC with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief.

🕊 “Seriously? A tramp stamp? How tasteless.”

🕊 Their eyes narrow as they examine the tattoo. Mhin steps closer. 

🕊 Despite their best efforts, their curiosity gets the better of them.

🕊 “Turn around. Let me look at it.”

🕊 focused

🕊 “It’s got a certain… flair to it, I’ll give you that.”

🕊 It takes them a good while to realize what they’re doing.

🕊 They’re too fixated on the tattoo, their fingers tracing the lines and patterns almost absentmindedly. Once they do, they jerk their hand back quickly, clearing their throat.

🕊 A hint of red tints their cheeks. "Sorry about that"

Vere

✦ “Oh my…” He raises an eyebrow, his voice filled with mischief and faux disapproval

✦ “tsk tsk tsk Tsk TSk TSK TSK TSK”

✦ He slowly circles around them, his steps slow and measured, gaze fixated on the tattoo on their back. He stops behind them, now standing a little too close.

✦ He lets out a low whistle, his voice filled with a hint of amusement. “Isn't someone a little naughty?” He chuckles, his eyes roaming over the tattoo, taking in the design and details.

✦ His hand reaches out, but not quite touching, pausing just shy of their skin.

✦ "Touch starved, are we?" he teases, a hint of command behind it. “Ask.”

✦ When he gets the response he was waiting for, Vere's smirk widens, his tail swishing behind him in excitement. He takes another step closer, his body now practically pressed against theirs from behind.

✦ His hand grazes softly along the skin at the base of their back just above the ink, his touch feather-light, as if testing the waters. His other hand comes up to rest lightly on their hip, holding them steady against him.

✦ His touch becomes a little harder, a little less restrained, more possessive. His fingertips follow the curves of the tattoo, slowly, methodically. He chuckles lowly, his breath hot against their neck.

✦ “And here I thought you couldn't get any more irresistible.”

[himegureisu]

bestie think abt this

Long haired snape

I'm talking like lucius malfoy style!!! Maybe he ties his hair with a little ribbon!

In my head Tobias used to insist keeping his hair short but he grew it out after lily died bcs he just didn't have the energy to do anything for awhile much less take care of his hair so he grew it out?

Does he braid it?? Who taught him how to braid? His mom? Lily? Did he teach himself?

Anyway he usually keeps it out of the way when he's alone but maybe he forgot to untie his hair before teaching or something and since then there are students who want braid his hair (imagine like the kids braiding rapunzel hair in tangled vibes 😭)

Hair

Summary: Severus Snape. Long Hair. In Braids. Wearing Glasses. You [Female]. I hope you like it. Teehee💓

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His long hair brought a sense of warmth to the cold that often went through the air.

In the past, the energy required to keep appearances was exhausting but must be done. His father threatened to shave his head, should he not cut his hair the appropriate length. His death and his mother’s neglect brought on the freedom to grow it long.

On the first winter of his long hair, at the Three Broomsticks, you couldn’t help but notice that he frequently attempted to tuck his hair behind his ear but remained futile.

His attention on a book of advanced potions when you approached, a friendly smile on your face, and a simple black scrunchie at hand.

“Would you like a tie for your hair?” you asked, his scowl disappeared, lips forming a thin line instead, “I noticed you were having trouble with it. Do you want me to tie it for you?”

Most people didn’t bother but you did. You even offered to tie and teach him. That’s how your relationship began.

It’s been eight years since then, five years married, three years dating.

In front of a mirror, you styled his dark locks, a braided half ponytail, on a silver velvet ribbon. Your cheeks flush at the sight of his serious face, round reading glasses on, as he read a book.

His hair was often in a half ponytail that would suffice until you could fix it. His fingers weren’t as nimble, arms not flexible, or long enough, as yours to do complicated braids. In time, he didn’t mind. Your hair braids becoming an intimate ritual between the two of you and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Your bubbles were popped by the bell, echoing throughout the castle signifying the last five minutes before first period.

“Severus,” you remember, “Aren’t you supposed to be on your way to first period?”

“Oh bloody hell,” he grumbled, standing to kiss your cheek, “Thank you, darling, I must go,”

It was a Friday. His third years has Potions for first period.

To say his snakes and the lions were surprised was an understatement, his entrance followed by the scent of sandalwood, fresh parchment, billowing robes, long braided hair, and round glasses left them speechless.

Who knew he could look so hot?

There were some of his students infatuated from then on. Their gazes clouded, cheeks pink, and giggles soft lest they raise his ire but the desire was there.

“Did you know you made hearts swoon today, Professor?” you teased, at the Great Hall, during dinner, “Several students came to me complimenting your looks,”

“You deserve the praise, you braided it,” he simply answered, the goblet of water on his lips, “Are you jealous?”

“No, is there any reason to be?” you asked, he shakes his head, “Then that’s that. Besides…”

Your left hand makes its’ way underneath the table, gently brushing over his shaft, and taking his left up above to your sight. His wedding ring, usually charmed to be invisible, shines at top of yours in the soft orange hues of the room.

Your engagement and wedding rings were known to the students but his wasn’t though you doubt they noticed it.

“It’s not the only thing you’d forgotten,” you smile, he groaned in realization, “It’s okay. It was bound to happen at some point,”

“Unbelievable,” he sighed.

His younger snakes started to approach and give gifts for him to put on his hair. At first, he declined but couldn’t bear the face when the little one nearly cried at the denial.

Since then, he would put them on and anyone who made a comment on it found themselves deducted of five house points. They tried to convince him to let them braid his hair but he was unyielding.

Only you would braid his hair. That’s sacred between the two of you.

[moshpitgamma]

resending my clay nsfw hcs request jic it got wiped by tumblr 😵 honestly i gotta say i've never really been into x reader stuff but you're the exception!! something about your writing is just so much fun i'm a big fan

OMG THX BABES😫😘🤍🤎 and I would love to do you some clay Headcannons😌‼️LETS GET STARTEDD

Clay x GN! Reader||NSFW Headcannons

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📚Clay is about 8.5 inches when hard and 8 inches when he is soft. He is also a grower more than a shower.

📚He will try so hard to be serious, but will fail and just end up being a dirty talking tease

📚Y’all can’t tell me this man doesn’t like to be sneaky and do freaky shit while people are in the area. If you and him are sitting at a table, then he is rubbing you through your clothes and will discreetly say “If you make us get caught, I’m gonna punish you”

📚His kinks are spanking, voyeurism, bondage, and edging

📚In my Headcannons I like to think that trolls have fangs and tails, so he will definitely wrap his tail around either your body or your tail, while trying to keep you closer

📚He is a loud groaner in bed but if y’all do it in his office, then he’s trying his extra hardest not to growl like a fucking lion

📚He is a mean top but goes soft if you have a bad day or you’re just done with his bullshit

📚He gets turned on easy. Clay is getting turnt on by your clothes, laugh, smile, and hell he might even get turnt on by the way you hug him. I also think he is touch starved asf because he secretly misses the physical contact he got during his band days

📚He loves to leave hickeys and love bites from his fangs on your body. He will also get a little shy and embarrassed when you show them off but in the inside he’s just proud and happy

📚he doesn’t care where you guys do it at but if it’s in a crowded or populated area than he’s cautious

📚he seems the type to own at least 3 vibrators just to tease you with them

📚his favorite positions are any position that shows your pleasured face

📚Will say something like “Lemme pump all my cum in you baby” or “Want you to have all my eggs” and he will say it in the most perfect times too

📚Has had a fantasy of you and viva tieing him up and forcing him to watch you and her fuck and pleasure eachother

📚His aftercare is him massaging all your sore spots, running you a nice bubble bath, and bringing you nothing but water and your favorite snacks

Sorry again y’all for the hold up but y’all really filled my inbox right tf back up😭 I’m not gone close it again!!!! But damn🤣

[malfoybws]

HIII OMG IS IT OK TO ASK IF YOU HAVE ANY TOP DRACO FIC RECS? A BITCH CANT FIND ANYTHING AT THE MOMENT😭

HELLO✨️

So here is the thing, I haven't read anything new in ages😭 (being an adult sucks). ALSO, I had this huge list of fics that I read / needed to read, and I lost it when my old phone died💀

But here are some of my favorites Drarry fics with Top!Draco of course😌 (all of them are in Ao3)

Painting Potter's Portrait by Y0_mama

Outrageous Flirt by Brief_and_Dreamy

Another Potions Accident by jellybean2002

Hate to see you go (Love to watch you leave) by lorenzobane

Winner gets it all by Goblin_5

Harry Potter and his boyfriend's massive cock by _Melodic_(Sae)

Visions (of You and I) by marinstan

Be My Savior by Likea_boss9987

Dangerous by Faith Wood (faithwood)

Harry Potter's biggest fan by gnarf

Veela for the Weekend by notealeft

The Slut of the Century by dragontara

Malfoy's Bitch by dragontara

Twenty by leontina (Leontina)

A Deserved Punishment by alafaye

Temptation Waits by Alysian_Fields [archived by TheHexFiles_archivist]

Let out the Beast by acupforslytherin

Hands all over by LittleYepa

Staying Professional by digthewriter

Beyond the Mirror's edge by VivacissimoVoce

Ten Steps to Learn Everything About Draco Malfoy by bafflinghaze

What the Minister Wants by prolix (orphan_account)

Hold my Hand by bafflinghaze

The Little Marauders Nursery and Day Care by digthewriter

Claimed by dragontara

So sweet with that blood in your teeth by bangyababy

The Snake and The Lion by germanfanfictioner

He'll Never Love You (Like Me) by mischieviolet

The Gift of Life by dragontara

Dinner at Luna's by FantasyFiend09

Sweetheart by leontina (Leontina)

Hung by leontina (Leontina)

Seducing Mr Potter by maraudersaffair

I hope you like them as much as I did 🫶🏻 feel free to message me if you want more recommendations or if you would like to talk about the fics or anything really 🫰🏻

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hey Raven, have you finished watching Black Butler: Public School Arc? :'D I recently finished watching the anime, It was good! I loved it! I know a lot of fans were disappointed with the different art styles/animation, but studio CloverWorks did such an amazing job! I wonder when we'll get another season, probably in another 4 years 🫠

Obviously, I couldn't help but notice the similarities between the main characters and the Twst cast. Especially that one scene where Ciel walks to the Purple House/Violet Wolf dormitory, and I instantly thought, "No way, that's basically the ramshackle Dorm!"

That being said, just for the funsies, if the Twst cast were to be students in Weston College, which dorms do you think they would be assigned to? We've got Scarlet Fox, Sapphire Owl, Green Lion, and Violet Wolf. I think it’s a fun scenario to imagine the Twst cast in Weston College lolol.

Oooh, I actually don’t watch a lot of anime (it’s hard for me to sit still for like 20 minutes straight) 😅 but it’s nice to know that people are enjoying the adaptation of the Public School arc! I have fond memories of that part, even though I no longer follow Black Butler. I blame it for the horrible realization that I find Mr. Phantomhive hot—

And yes, lots of people have pointed out the similarities between the BB Public School arc and TWST. It makes sense since Yana was the creative spearheading both; there was sure to be spillover!

xbjsvsjww442,2!funNbejw 😭 I don’t remember the houses that well, so I did a quick Google search before writing these up. (Apologies if I misinterpreted something!) This is where I would slot the 22 NRC boys:

Scarlet Fox/Red House - for students of high class and noble lineages

Malleus (prince, duh)

Riddle (counting upper middle class since Riddle’s parents are also upper middle class; therefore the wealth can be considered generational)

Kalim (rich Rich RICH)

Leona (could also toss him in Blue or Green house as a little jab at his being second in line but I’ll be yasashii to him)

Sapphire Owl/Blue House - for students who are at the top of academics

Azul (all that shady contract work and abusing loopholes takes a lot of brainpower :v)

Idia (tech geek)

Ortho (is literally an artificial intelligence android)

Ace (okay, maybe his grades suck but I’m counting his cheeky cleverness here)

Jamil (he’s not allowed to excel in TWST because of Kalim so assume he is allowed to excel in these circumstances; if not, maybe he’d be in Red House with Kalim as his attendant 😞)

Jade (pretty crafty in general; prefers to plot before acting or resorting to violence)

Green Lion/Green House - for students who excel in athletics

Jack (see: arms)

Sebek (see: Arms)

Silver (see: ARMS; could also put him in Red House but that would be a spoiler www)

Ruggie (not super strong but pretty lanky and swift; could also work in Blue House for his street smarts)

Floyd (throw fists first, ask questions later twin)

Deuce (ex-delinquent; brute forces his way though problems with his sheer stubbornness)

Violet Wolf/Purple House - for students who are accomplished in the arts

***I expanded the definition of “the arts” to include acting, cooking, music, etc. As a result, this iteration of Purple House is more… flashy… and less gloomy.***

Trey (baker)

Vil (HUGE in the entertainment sector)

Cater (influencer ✨, loves aesthetics)

Rook (he’s constantly in pursuit of beauty; see also: concealed A R M S)

Lilia (he’s… creative)

Epel (dragged along here with the rest of Pomefiore, but does have artistic skills via his apple cutting)

[theprinceofliones]

Lancelot x tristan nsfw headcanons?👀🤭

*busts inside holding a fifty yard scroll of all my headcanons* IVE BEEN SUMMONED

AHEM AHEM AHEM

*NSFW WARNING ⚠️*

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1. Tristan knows next to nothing about sex. What’s that? How does it work? He doesn’t know man. His father absolutely FORBIDS any coupling because uhm…that’s his little baby who was literally JUST born??? Yeah Tristan doesn’t know shit about it. He probably thinks he could get pregnant from kissing someone with how little he’s informed about intercourse LMFAO

2. Lancelot has had a few sexual encounters himself. Out and about yknow he’s met and had a few fun nights with random younger men he would come across while traveling around Britannia. They’re not anything crazy or passionate, just an encounter that lets him blow off steam. He prefers guys with longer hair and pretty smiles…and it definitely doesn’t have anything to do with a long silver haired pretty Prince back in Liones nuh uh no siree

3. Okay gonna get into anatomy here and shit but it needs to be explained; Tristan, because of his Goddess and Demon biology, both has male genitala and female genitalia. Both Goddesses and Demons have both gendered genitalia so either gender can get pregnant, it just depends on what sexual organ they use during intercourse. They can choose to sheath or hide either anatomy that they pick depending on what position they are performing. So for all we know Meliodas could’ve given birth to Tristan lmfao ELIZABETH GIRL DICK FOR THE WIN!!!

4. The first time Lancelot and Tristan “explore” and “experiment” with one another is when Lancelot finally understands why people are obsessed with sex because how the FUCK has he gone without this, without /Tristan/ like this his whole life???

5. In saying this…Lancelot eats Nephilim pussy like a cham- *GUNSHOT*

6. Lancelot tops, Tristan bottoms, but they do switch! But it’s more like Lancelot tops from the bottom and Tristan bottoms from the top lmfao

7. Lancelot has an oral fixation

8. Tristan’s Goddess wings like to pop out and flutter around when he’s overwhelmed, and during sex is no different. Lancelot doesn’t play fair bc he’ll grab and stroke his feathers until Tristan cries from overstimulation

9. Lancelot could spend hours between Tristan’s legs being choked out to death by his pretty smooth thighs

10. Tristan really really really likes kissing and becomes obsessed with it as soon as he first kisses Lancelot

11. Tristan’s chest is really sensitive

12. Lancelot’s ears are a veryyyy sensitive spot and Tristan exploits this every chance he can.

13. Once they get a taste of each other good lord they couldn’t stay OFF of each other. They defiled every piece of furniture in Tristan’s room including the bed ten times over, probably half of the desks and couches inside the library, multiple spots in the gardens, and probably the royal dining table too 💀

14. Meliodas has no idea that they’re having sex. How they haven’t been caught by him yet, they don’t even know (Elizabeth covers for them 24/7)

15. Lancelot hates having to pull out but Tristan shrieks at him every time if he doesn’t bc Tristan is terrified of getting pregnant 😭 he knows he can control if he does not but it still scares the absolute shit out of him

16. …Lancelot has a breeding kin *explosion*

[nervouswhizkid]

i. am so mad. i'm mad at season 4 and at every one of you that interacted with my last post abt vld season 3. i know u were all sitting there giggling at me as i walked into s4 knowing full well it was going to destroy me. no WARNING??? i don't even want to sit down and write about it, i'm gonna start crying all over again

i hate that keith left the team. i have to actually practice breathing techniques right now because it's making me so mad omg. i know i said last time that voltron without lance was unthinkable, but i didn't mean that keith should leave. THAT IS NOT WHAT I WANTED!!!! that also means that there was less keith (and klance) content this season, which i take personally. they did that to hurt me specifically. and on top of that, the team was being so mean about keith's wavering priorities. i feel like when anything goes wrong, with lance and keith specifically, everyone is so mean to them??? god forbid they make a mistake or have personal struggles, DAMN

i feel like this screencap says it all.

guys how about let's talk to each other instead of being passive aggressive and icing people out (i do want to point out though that lance seems more sad/disappointed here than anything. my little klance heart is breaking 😭) AND THIS SCENE??

the moment i realized keith was about to walk in my stomach dropped. they all look so angry and here comes Mister Puppy Eyes McGee. i actually can't take it that's my son everyone leave him alone!!! 🤺🤺🤺🤺 i know they had a big group hug after but that's not good enough for me, they should have tied keith up or handcuffed him to the ship, or something. WHY ARE WE LETTING HIM GO WITH THE BLADE OHMYGODDDD

look at this, like??

the camera setup is what gets me. you have keith smiling with all of his friends in the background and then it swaps to a dark, yawning hallway with the most heartbreaking frown on his face. that doesn't look like someone sure of their decisions to me. this boy is in pain!! i'm also just confused about shiro being able to pilot the black lion. maybe confused isn't the right word, but i'm not sure how to describe it. i'm not convinced?? black already denied him, so why now? i kinda feel like it would've been better had he not tried to reconnect with her at the end of last season, because there was no suspense for me this time. the moment he decided to go try again i was like "oh it's gonna work this time isn't it" i get that it's likely black could sense keith's internal struggles and feel him pulling away and maybe that's why she gave shiro a second chance, but shiro becoming the black paladin again gave keith the excuse to leave, because why do they need him now? they have a black paladin, and it's not him. but to me, it should have been. he went through all of that growth last season, and for what?? just to abandon them when things get rocky?? ugh, i hate this!!

i can't even talk about episode 2 without crying, so just know that i'm sitting here with tears streaming down my face as i write this. i was really excited to finally get some closure on the whole pidge-missing-family mystery, considering that's been a subplot since the beginning of the show. as much as this episode broke my heart, i really did love it. they executed it so well. the scene where pidge lands on that planet with the graves? and they're running and pleading for it to not be true, all the flashbacks of cherished memories and images of matt? dropping to her knees in front of his grave in disbelief??

now that's fucking cinema. you best believe i was bawling my eyes out the whole time. i have a little sister and our relationship is very similar to pidge and matt's, so this was just excruciating. i'm very glad he wasn't actually dead, but part of me almost wishes he was? that sounds SO dark, i hope you guys get what i mean. they just put the audience through the absolute wringer and then they're like "oh, actually he's still alive LOL gotcha!" and that makes me really happy for pidge, but man, what a plot twist that would have been. they've been searching for their brother all this time, so you expect some kind of payoff for dedicating so much time to that storyline, but what if he was just dead?? and there was nothing she could do?? wow this is painful to talk about why did i start watching this show if there's a fic where someone explores that possibility then pls share, for some reason i want to torture myself again, i just love how they did this episode. it's very trope-y, but sometimes you just have to lean into it and enjoy, and this was one of those times

the classic fighting-each-other-unknowingly and middle-of-the-fight-identity-reveal? i'll eat it up every time!!

real talk though why is matt so attractive 😏

soo, zarkon is back. fantastic. do he and haggar just not care about each other?? they haven't mentioned the fact that they're married at all and haggar basically still acts like his loyal follower. i'd entertain the thought that maybe it's been so long that it just doesn't really matter to them anymore, but haggar sounded like she actually cared when she realized they were husband and wife last season. but now it's like nothing happened?? i don't expect them to act all lovey-dovey, but there wasn't even a single line of acknowledgment. and i still cannot understand what lotor's plans are. what is his agenda? he wasn’t bothered at all by zarkon reclaiming the throne, and even went to the trouble to make them think he cared. he got that comet and made a couple of ships, but i still don't know what he plans to do with them. also– i can't believe he killed narti!! i know, i was literally just talking about how she specifically frustrated me, but i was so not expecting their death. i get why he did it, but now the rest of his group doesn't trust him.

i'd say that the one bright spot in this season was episode four. that episode was just so silly and gave me so much secondhand-embarrassment i actually had to look away at times LMAO is this where we got the whole Loverboy Lance and Lone Wolf Keith thing from?? i thought that was purely fandom-made, i was not expecting to hear that in an actual episode. talk about whiplash. and we got this ICONIC scene:

he did that wayyy too naturally. lance, buddy, got anything to share?

i really would have loved to see keith with the team during that episode. i can just imagine how he would've reacted to having to do all of that stuff. god, that would've been hysterical!! the images of the parasite in coran's brain made me gag though, was that really necessary🧍‍♀️

i don't have a ton to say about the final episodes. i mean, it was two episodes of them fighting on naxzela. it was definitely a bit of an avengers endgame feeling with all people they helped in previous seasons showing up to fight, so that was cool! i'm curious as to what purpose naxzela served to the galra empire though. were they always planning to use it as a bomb? and couldn't they still do that technically? they only broke the witches connection with it, so all they'd have to do is get another ship out there and she could do it again. what do you even do with a planet like that?? just destroy it?? i also just want to point out that lance said they should get out of there immediately, and nobody listened!! and then five seconds later they were like "oh no, we need to get out of here!" justice for lance i stg ohmygod and LOTOR is on their side now?!?!?! i actually can't wait to see how this plays out!! total transparency, i love atla and i could absolutely see this being a zuko redemption arc situation. it's clear his parents don't like him at all (are they actually heartless or something??) so why not join the other side!! I'M HERE FOR IT

i have to be honest, this definitely wasn't my favorite season. we're getting into the later seasons and i've heard plenty about how the writing goes a little left-field (though i'm not sure when that happens. most people seem to agree season 8 is shit, but i've heard complaints about s6-7 as well) so we'll just have to see! i'm sticking it out as best i can🚶‍♀️‍➡️ onto season 5!

[artist-issues]

I was writing out a really long meta analysis piece on the og Beauty and the Beast on how music and lighting were used to tell a story and I tagged you in it because I thought it’d be fun to debate some of that stuff with you but now I can’t find it in my drafts at all! It’s all gone 😭 so I came to your blog to make myself feel better and found your post about Zazu in the Mufasa movie and seeing you draw the characters in the original Disney style really cheered me up. Their animation used to be so beautiful and had so much love in it (your art was gorgeous by the way, it actually looked like a real lion king film!)

Anyway! If it’s not too much on you, I’d like to hear some rambles on Disney, it could be about anything really, but I’ve just gotten some really awful news tonight and I need something to take my mind off it please

Oh I'm so sorry to hear that! I want to be there for you. You're so kind about my art, thank you; I wish I'd seen the post. I’ve had it eat my drafts before like thirty times; recently my phone is doing this fun thing where I can’t type more than two paragraphs without tumblr freezing up, so I’ve lost more that way.

Let’s see…let’s talk about Disney’s Sequels! In these trying times of remakes and prequels, the Direct-to-Vieo Sequels start to look pretty good right about now, don’t they? I think they actually got better as time went on and money went into Disney Toon studios, but I’ll list my top three and explain why!

Lilo and Stitch 2: Stitch Has a Glitch (no I’m not biased leemee alone)

‘The Lion King II: Simba’s Pride

Bambi II

I can explain myself.

Lilo and Stitch 2: Stitch Has a Glitch

This movie is amazing. It repeats the best things about the original Lilo & Stitch (tight focus on character-relationships, character-specific comedy, and a simple story) while still having its own vibe, as if these are the exact same characters you know and love, but they have a recently-new normal.

Stitch isn’t a destructive artificial-brain figuring out how to think outside his programming anymore—now thinking outside his programming is the new-normal, but he still has to learn how life with a family works. Lilo isn’t lonely anymore, but she is still stuck in her own little world, in a way. Nani isn’t struggling to keep her family together anymore, but she is still struggling to keep them all happy. And Jumba and Pleakley get character arcs, which is beautiful.

If you’ve never seen it, I don’t want to spoil it. It is a really good movie. They took this concept, which was originally from Chris Sanders’s early story ideas for the first movie, where Stitch is in danger of death but Lilo’s love revives him. And they made a movie out of that.

It’s great, because Lilo is still working through missing her parents. The movie doesn’t brush that aside, or act like having Stitch fixed everything for her. Instead, she’s become singlemindedly focused on winning the same competition at hula school that her mom did, because she wants to feel a connection with her mom, and because her peers are still treating her like she’s worthless.

The thing is, Lilo gets the confidence to try and win this because of Stitch. She’s downcast and believes that her bullies are right. You get the idea that this is how she would feel if she were still a lonely orphan. But this time, because this is the sequel, Stitch is there.

So he tells her they’ll win the competition together. And in this movie, while Lilo is struggling with getting her sense-of-worth from Stitch, or a hula competition, Stitch is struggling with his sense-of-worth, too. He’s glitching out and his programming is forcing him to act destructive all over again. He’s not sure if he’ll always be bad—he’s wrestling with the possibility that he’ll hurt Lilo and his new family.

And in the meantime, Jumba is trying to solve the problem, but he’s afraid he’ll fail, and lose his worth in the eyes of the family, as well as lose Stitch. And David, in a little side-story, is afraid he’s losing Nani, that she doesn’t value him.

All of which sounds really dark, but it’s really an interesting place to take the characters, and truthfully the whole film is so lighthearted where it needs to be, but not afraid to be earnest and emotional, either. And the point of it is really good. It’s “love is more powerful than death.” It’s powerful enough to overcome questions about self-worth, and it’s powerful enough to overcome the gaping hole that loss and failure and other forms of death leave. It’s gorgeous.

2. The Lion King II: Simba’s Pride

People take issue with this sequel because…I mean, look at it. There are parts of it that are animated really well, and the character designs are good, until you measure it up to the original Lion King, and then it’s just not even the same league. Besides, the writing is very dramatic, sometimes the sound editing for the characters’ dialogue is placed strangely or feels like the pacing is weird…

But I love it, and not just for nostalgia. I love it because it is about a new set of characters (like a sequel usually should be) but the previous set of characters still act in-character.

Not everybody agrees with me. Because Simba seems much less fun-loving, and so uptight and formal, that he doesn’t feel like the same character we knew and loved in the original Lion King, at all.

But it only takes like one second of thought to realize that, as a brand new king who’s uncle murdered his father and emotionally blackmailed him, and was able to do so easily because Simba himself was so self-centered and reckless as a child, and then Simba made big mistakes by running from his responsibility for so long…

…where we find him in this sequel makes total sense.

Of course he’s feeling like he has to overcompensate for abandoning the kingdom and getting fooled by Scar. Should he realize that not everyone is going to betray him, and he is the real King and can rule gently and fairly without being over-controlling? Should he? Yeah. But like. This is Simba. His major character flaw is thinking too much about himself—it used to be thinking he was awesome, then after his dad died it was thinking he was unable to be a good leader and everything was his own fault. Now, everything he ever dreamed about being a King, he dreamed when he was like the lion-equivalent of nine years old. And found out it was all wrong. He’s having to figure this out with only his father, whose very absence is a sore spot, as an example. Of course he’s suddenly obsessed with being just like his dad, and that makes him talk all formal, and pass strict judgement, and say things like “I’m seeking counsel from the Great Kings.”

Of course Simba would be protective of Kiara. Overprotective. Lying and controlling. Because as a child, he and Nala almost died over and over. And the worst of the worst things happened to him, as a cub.

Of course he wants to banish Kovu. It’s not because he’s racist. (What does that even mean?) It’s because he was betrayed and manipulated as a young, naive cub by someone who claimed to love him, then broke his heart and his life. So when a dark lion who literally looks like and claims connection to Scar waltzes in and appears to be manipulating his daughter and stealing her young heart? Yeah, no, it wouldn’t be Simba if he didn’t overreact.

But that’s enough about Simba. I think the movie’s real strength is symbolism and premise.

First off, it continues the symbolism of a reflection in its own unique way. The movie is very on-theme. Its point is “Hate divides us, but love completes us.” (Its not “We Are One,” that’s just Movie-Speak)

Kiara feels incomplete. Divided from a whole other half of who she is. She says so as a cub. She’s not just a princess; she feels like there’s a part of her that wants to be capable and bold and take action. But she can’t be that, she has no outlet for that, because as the Princess, everyone is always over-concerned for her safety and wrapping her in like, wild-animal-bubble-wrap. Then she meets Kovu, and he is capable, and bold, and takes-action—he seems independent. (He’s not, at first, but he has more control over his immediate actions than Kiara seems to.) And he gets her and loves her, and she loves him, despite their flaws, so that is her missing half.

And with him, he doesn’t know how to just enjoy life. He’s been trained his whole life to act out of passe-down hatred; he’s been run through drills, and there’s even a scene where Kiara has to teach him how to play…and then he goes back home to his sister, who clearly also wants to play, but just calls it “fighting.” That’s the world he comes from.

But he meets Kiara, who is all about trying to enjoy life and have fun, and it’s a whole new outlook for him. It’s what he had seeds of before his mother’s hate stamped it out, and Kiara completes it for him. So they really are each others’ other half. And they have that in common. Kiara could be independent and a capable leader, if her father’s hate (which manifests as paranoia and overprotectiveness against danger) weren’t stamping it out. Kovu could have fun and protect good things instead of killing, if his mother’s hate wasn’t stamping it out. Dividing the good parts of them. But then their love for one another overcomes all that and brings them together.

And they do that literally, with the reflections in the water. Simba needed to learn his father lives in him, he’s a part that can’t be separated. Kiara and Kovu needed to learn that love makes them part of one another—that’s the key to no longer being divided.

Just like how, in the end, love forgives—so the Outsiders are able to come back into the Pride. Instead of being divided, the prides literally merge into one, and are completed. Love all that.

If you think of it all as like, “how do we make Simba into a strong King when he has so much baggage to overcome?” And this adventure with his new family teaches him that? Then you can see it’s a really beautiful movie.

And I love, of course, that Mufasa appears to be orchestrating all these events. Like, there’s a Higher Power at work. It’s all good.

Bambi II

This movie has the same vibes as Lilo & Stitch 2, even though it’s a midquel.

I love that Bambi gets his own characterization and character arc in this movie, even though he’s pretty one-dimensional in the classic film. But yet, none of this feels out of character for Bambi. He’s sort of gentle and very young, but you can see glimpses of dreams and ambitions and even strength that show off what he’ll be like as an adult Great Prince of the Forest.

I think the animation is very good, soft and cute. It’s not so much about realistic-cartoon-animal movements, graceful and charming, like the classic was, obviously. This animation is more about emotion and appeal. Which I appreciate, because the story is, like most good Disney sequels, very relationship-based.

It’s about Bambi being cared for by the Great Prince, and how the relationship between a father and son is about more than duty; it’s about nurturing. I just love that. I love how carefully they build up Bambi as feeling distant and unsure of what’s going on in his father’s head, but wanting to please him nevertheless. I love that the Great Prince doesn’t know how, exactly, to care for or relate to Bambi, so he defaults to just telling him how to be dignified and Princely.

I especially love the scenes with Ronno or the Great Prince. I like the fact that those old Disney sequels can take a character that didn’t have a lot of dialogue or screen-time in the original, and build out a whole story around those characters, giving them personality and writing that somehow always feels true to those characters. The Great Prince might not know how to father, but even when he’s insecure he has a kind of put-on calm and reserve. He’s not made a fool-out-of, ever, or bumbling. I love that Ronno, on the other hand, is ridiculous and brutish, just a little-boy bully…but he’s also truly threatening, for Bambi and Faline and their friends.

I think the emotion in this movie hits really well. Because they’re so careful to interweave Bambi’s emotions about losing his mother and wanting to find the same feeling of safety he had with her in his father, with The Great Prince’s emotions about wanting to “do his duty” even if it hurts when he feels he’s not what’s best for Bambi…

Because they build that up believably and spend all their time on that instead of big, epic adventures or larger-than-life tales, the movies turn out really well.

Honorable mentions to Cinderella 3: A Twist in Time, The Little Mermaid: Ariel’s Beginning, Tarzan II, and Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp’s Adventure

I hope your day is better tomorrow, friend.

[beanghostprincess]

Transfem Buggy anon here to drop a silly valentines idea-

1) don't worry too much about speeding through asks, sweetheart, you're doing fine. Take your time and do your thing at your own pace. Anyone has an issue with it? I'll fight em 😤

2) IDEA TIME

So imagine Buggy getting absolutely SMOTHERED in valentines days gifts - from friends, underlings, allies, secret admirers (she thinks they're all fake or lies), and her partners of the year.

She and Alvida do a Self Care Self Love event (maybe include Uta and Perona bc smth about them being so supportive of Buggy coming out as trans and just so easily slotting her in to girls night makes me soft).

Ritchie wears a special Valentine's Day bow, and he gives extra lion licks to his favorite people. He doesn't quite get the whole concept of HOLIDAYS beyond that it makes his humans so happy and silly and so he too is happy and silly. Lion loves.

Mohji and Cabaji, every year, make Buggy a gift for Valentine's. She gives them little gifts too, but theirs aren't conventional - they were there from the beginning, and so they've seen the best and worst of each other. They're besties your honor.

After Impel Down, Buggy wakes up on Valentine's to a MOUNTAIN of cards, candies, stuffed animals, flowers, and balloons. Maybe half of them are signed. It's a long ass affair to organize them.

When she starts dating Crocodile and Mihawk, they hadn't seen the Karai Bari Variant of Valentine's Day. Needless to say, when they wake up and walk with Buggy to get breakfast, they are both BLINDSIDED and BAMBOOZLED by this veritable TON of gifts. Buggy just sighs. "Guys. Really?"

"WE LOVE YOU, CAPTAIN BUGGY!!!"

"I can't eat all this. Okay, line up, I'm passing out candies at random. Consider this a treat before breakfast."

"CAPTAIN BUGGY IS SO GENEROUS AND KIND!!!"

"I- ya know what, sure, whatever. I haven't had coffee yet. I don't feel like arguing."

Crocodile and Mihawk though are surprised when she offers them a soft smile and... two boxes? "Open them when you want to, boys, no rush."

She gets a delivery later on in the day, a crate with a blue rose painted on the top. She huffs. When asked, she shrugs it off. "Shanks is still being a damned sap."

He sends her presents as often as he can - with a relatively ser address for Karai Bari, she is more easily accessible, which makes him go a little overboard. In the crate are her favorite candies (ghost pepper flaked dark chocolates), soft stuffed animals, new clothes, a dress, flowers and silly trinkets. ((And maybe a little treasure map he made just for her)).

Buggy would give thoughtful gifts - smth for Croc's bananawani nursery or specialty cleaner for his jewelry, new seeds for Mihawk's garden he mentioned wanting once in passing or new cording to rebrand Yoru's hilt, etc.

She also ties her hair up on holidays, puts on an apron, and joins the cooks in the kitchens. Cooking is smth she's good at, if a tad embarrassed by, but baking if her favorite thing to do. It's like chemistry and showmanship mixed together, two of her most favorite things. Getting the chance to indulge in it is smth she rarely lets herself have, but she makes exceptions for certain days.

And if Mihawk and Croc, knowing this by that point, pooled together to get her her own supplies to indulge more freely in their shared space, away from prying or attentive eyes, well...

Valentines Day isn't exactly a cliche on their little handmade home, but the sentiment, the intention, the love is there.

((And if Buggy just so happens to send a few batches of Shanks' favorite cookies to him a week after the day, well, he'll treasure them!!!

Until he eats himself sick, that is.))

1) Thank you <333 That's really sweet 😭🧡

AND THIS IS ALL AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A bit late to Valentine's Day (sorry, really akjjddnjk) but I absolutely adore it. Buggy loves Valentine's Day and the thought of everybody getting her gifts and also enjoying the holiday on her island is so cute,,, Everything is perfect and tbh, after coming out as a woman is even better because she's finally able to do it as herself. I think she wanted to do it really bad when she was a kid.

Her crew is so silly,, And having a whole day with Perona and Alvida makes her feel so loved,, Crying and sobbing. Also, Crocodile and Mihawk aren't used to celebrating these things, so now that they're with her they're surprised by how much they enjoy it. Not the holiday itself because in general it's extremely annoying and they do not want to be there with all this drama-- But they do like seeing her happy and giving her gifts <333 Why have mafioso-looking boyfriends if they aren't going to shower you with gifts, you know? And also, they're losers for her, which makes it better.