#(I mean I also fall asleep in a bath in about 3 seconds so it's not exactly something that'd work for me anyway)

[viperwhispered]

I don't know about you, but I find shared baths deeply intimate. Mostly cause first you have to be very comfortable with the person you're bathing with and there's an intense feeling of safety that you boundaries will be respected.

Apply this to Jamil who is arguably the most paranoid man in all of TWST. Imagine he and his s/o are getting serious and Jamil is finally starting to really open up. It's also the stage where things are getting steamier, so to speak.

As both a sign of trust and a way to get used to each others naked bodies, the couple starts bathing together. The physical vulnerability of it since their both nude is further amplified since they have to wash/touch each other. That in itself requires a lot of trust.

Just imagine this: gently applying shampoo into Jamil's silky hair while he rants about his day, slowly revealing more about his past and insecurities. Then they switch and now the reader is the one opening up about their struggles while Jamil massages the soap onto their back. Kissing any scars they might have, talking about the most random things, playing with the water, and just enjoying this moment between Jamil and his beloved. Jamil is just so busy that he relishes being able to just enjoy their presence close to him.

There's also a strong desexualizing element. Jamil and the reader likely grew up with a notion that nudity is embarrassing and should only happen with a sexual partner. While this statement is technically true, they aren't in a sexual situation. They're trusting each other to respect their boundaries in such a way that the way they view each other goes from "potential sex object" to "a body that so happens to belong to my dearest".

Which further adds to my hot take of the "If evil why hot" route with OB!Jamil being pre-relationship.

Also, fun concept: washing away blot.

Imagine they're at the very end of the overblot Jamil boss fight. The phantom is defeated but there's still some blot left. So the reader pushes him into the river created by Kalim and holds him there as the water washes away the blot. When he starts calming down, they gently start rubing the blot off. Slowly trekking their fingers through his hair as the snakes dissappear. By the end they're left with an exhausted sulky wet Jamil. The reader then kisses his forehead as they wrap a towel around him.

Aww there definitely is a lot of potential for sweetness with stuff like this. I mean, having someone wash your hair, cleaning up together… It really can feel so intimate and vulnerable.

Now, I feel like I should add the caveat that I'm Finnish, so I'm fairly used to seeing other people's bodies in the sauna, for example, and the whole concept of nudity = sex is not quite so strong for me, personally. (Though personally I'm not likely to go to a mixed sauna, especially with strangers, but still.) So my perspective for the nudity aspect may be a little bit different, though I do definitely agree with these scenarios being intimate and potentially vulnerable. Like, you really do need to let your guard down to let someone see you bared like that, no hiding behind your clothes (or status) or anything else. Just, people, together.

Which definitely ties into that whole opening up for each other. We always tend to say that people are equal in the sauna, and it (perhaps surprisingly) is a good place for those deep, intimate conversations. So I can definitely see that same vibe for this bathing together, too.

Also just, the thought of squeezing into the tub together, trying to figure out how to adjust everyone's limbs and bodies so that you're both comfortable in there (and covered by water enough to actually get to enjoy it). One of you wrapping your arms around the other, holding them close, it's just… So sweet, and intimate, and also you kind of have to be “normal” about it to make it work (I don't really have the words for these vibes, just, yes it's intimate and vulnerable but at the same time you kinda just have to treat it as a normal thing if it's gonna work).

Just eugh I love this concept so much.

(Also now I'm definitely wondering how the twst guys would feel about sauna, perhaps even with the whole “run off naked to the lake to cool off a bit and then go enjoy some more heat” extra shebang.)

Oof that washing off blot, though… Oh it's going straight for my heart 😭 Just the whole I'm still here for you, I'm here taking care of you, let's wash away what happened (both literally and figuratively). Oh boy what a concept ripe for being picked apart.

(Also for some reason it's making me think of like washing off bodies for funerals, but in this particular case more in the sense of washing off the old self / what happened, something to allow rebirth or something. Or like, this could've destroyed him, but didn't. Idk, there's just so much one could do with this. Maybe it's just the talk of being washed in a river specifically that's making me think of like Lemminkäinen’s mother and all sorts of stuff.)

#twisted wonderland #jamil viper #twisted wonderland x reader #jamil viper x reader #ner talks #chatting with folks #lex752 #I hope I'm making sense my thoughts are kinda all over the place right now #these are such delicious thoughts to chew over tho #(also yes that squeezing into a bath together musing is definitely from experience) #funnily enough I'm so used to having a sauna (and just a shower) that baths always seem like the exotic option #(I mean I also fall asleep in a bath in about 3 seconds so it's not exactly something that'd work for me anyway) #(at least if I'm alone I'd be too concerned of just falling asleep and sinking under the surface)

[gojorgeous]

how do the jjk men treat you when ur on ur period? suguru specifically hehe <3

✰ JJK MEN: WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD ✰

pairing(s): gojo, geto, nanami, choso x afab!reader content: (MDNI 18+ only), nsfw-ish/suggestive, periods, period blood, period products, pet names, lots of fluff! a/n: i hope you like anon!! you have great timing cause i’m getting my period and i also have a uti pray for me besties i need help and antibiotics. left out toji and sukuna cause…. nah LMAO. enjoy, and remember ALL AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!

✰ GOJO:

Lowkey loves when you’re on your period, but is just barely smart enough to never tell you that. 

His favorite part is that you always want more cuddles, which means more cuddles for him. 

Thinks period products are really amusing– loves playing with your hot water bottle cause it’s squishy. Finds those ones that look like stuffed animals at the store and brings home like five of them for you. 

Will definitely buy you pads/tampons but not without the obligatory “what size is your pussy” text. Won’t buy them until you respond with “extra super pretty” and then sends back this emoji -> 😋.

Highkey likes period sex. Knows it can relieve your cramps and will use that as an excuse at every opportunity if you’ll let him. 

Is always on some cheesy ass shit murmuring in your ear about how doing it on your period “bonds your souls”, too. 

Constantly offers to get you pregnant so you can avoid your period for the next nine months… he’s only half joking.

Will actually skip work to stay home and cuddle with you if you give him even the slightest inclination that you don’t want him to go. 

Watches movies with you and has gotten surprisingly good at rubbing little circles on your tummy that help with cramps.

 Keeps the house stocked with candy, but, then again… it’s always stocked with candy.

“Babe. Look what I just found at the store.”  You watch with furrowed brows as he sets the bags on your floor. You’re curled on the couch, a blanket tucked up around your neck. He’d made sure to roll you like a burrito before he’d left.  He pulls out… a cow? It looks like a stuffed animal, but when he shakes it you hear something sloshing around inside. You raise a brow. “Ummmm–”  “It’s one of those hot water bottle thingies! For your cramps!” He tosses the poor cow on the floor and digs around in the bag again. “Oh my god, they had so many. I got the cow, the dolphin–” He tosses a dolphin out of the bag, followed by a puppy, a raccoon, and a cat. “Do you want me to put one in the microwave for you?”  He looks far too excited to turn down, even though you just heated up your old hot water bottle minutes ago. You smile and nod. “Yeah, baby. Thanks.” 

✰ GETO:

Mans TAKES CARE of you. Like… fully. 

Is really sympathetic and gentle when your cramps are killing you– brushing your hair back, rubbing circles on your tummy, letting you put his warm hands wherever it hurts. 

Runs you a warm bath and climbs right in with you. Makes you lean back against him while he gives you a massage and works out all the knots in your neck and shoulders. 

Buys you period products before your period starts if he remembers. If he doesn’t he’s happy to run down to the store. Doesn’t need to ask which ones you like– he already knows.

Wraps you up in the comfiest blankets and cuddles with you wherever you ask. Gives the best cuddles, too. Rubs your back in a way that has you falling asleep in seconds.

Makes sure you take your meds on time and brings you a glass of water. 

Secretly loves period sex. Will never push you for it, but gets super horny at just the thought. Loves the sight of your blood on his dick. Makes him feel possessive of you in a way that’s kind of scary. 

“Sugu…” you whine. Your cramps are bad. You’ve been curled in a ball all morning, even with all the meds Suguru has been giving you. “It hurts so bad.”  You feel him shifting behind you and then his hands gently prying you to lie on your back. You whimper, the pain spiking again as soon you roll out of the fetal position. His face appears above you, a couple stray strands of black hair tickling your cheeks. His smile is soft, but full of sympathy as he settles over you.  “I’m sorry, baby. I wish I could make it go away…”  He moves down your body, settling between your thighs and resting his cheek on the plush of your thigh. You sigh when you feel his fingers skate over your tummy, rubbing little circles into the skin that somehow work wonders for the pain. You sigh with relief, a bit of the tension ebbing away. “That feels nice…”  Your body relaxes a bit, finally getting a break from the incessant pain. Suguru only smiles, looking up at you through hooded eyes when he presses a kiss just below your belly button. You don’t fail to notice the way his thumb is sliding under the fabric of your panties.  “I can think of something that would feel even nicer…” 

✰ NANAMI:

Prepares for your period. 

Has your cycle marked down on his calendar so he always knows when you’re starting. 

Stops by the store a couple of days ahead of time to buy pads/tampons/meds and your favorite snacks. 

Runs a bath for you every night and fills it with all of your favorite soaps and scents. 

Cooks. Mans knows how to cook and does extra of it when you’re on your period. Will make you nutritious meals and urge you to drink water, but always brings you something sweet if you’re craving it. 

Heats up your hot water bottle every thirty minutes without you ever having to ask. 

Lays out a fresh change of clothes for you whenever you’re in the shower. 

Cuddles you whenever you want, but only after he’s tended to all of your other needs (meds, food, water, etc.). 

Will have sex if you want, but will never push you for it. If you just want the relief from your cramps, he’ll just use his fingers to get you off and then pull you back into his arms.

“Time for your bath, sweetheart.”  You nearly grumble in protest, but how can you do such a thing when he takes such good care of you? Still, you don’t want to move. Just existing hurts, much less walking to the bathroom.  Despite your resistance to saying it aloud, Nanami still seems to understand what you’re thinking. No more than a second later he’s scooping you into his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.  “You know you’ll feel better after, love.”  You nod weakly against his chest. “Will you get in with me?”  He pauses. He’s got dinner to make and he wanted to change the sheets for you… One nuzzle of your face into his neck has him throwing all those plans out the window.  “Of course, princess. I’ll get in with you.” 

✰ CHOSO:

Is new to this stuff so he lowkey freaks out. 

Worries that you’re actually in danger cause… there’s blood??? 

Chills out eventually, but is still irrationally convinced that you’re injured. 

When i tell you this man is at your BECK AND CALL, I mean it. He will do every little thing you ask. Fetches water, food, snacks– whatever you need. 

Mans is panicked when he can’t find the candy bar you want at the grocery store. 

Happily buys period products for you but has to facetime you cause the poor baby is overwhelmed and confused by all the options. 

Is kind of attached to you like glue. Thinks you’re somehow more breakable in this state will hold you in his arms permanently apart from when you need to bathe, eat, or use the bathroom. 

Actually freaks when you have a bout of cramps that makes you hiss in pain. Cannot believe you have to do this every month and hates feeling so useless in taking the pain away. Eagerly learns that he can put his warm hands on your tummy and it helps.

Is actually amazed when you tell him that sex helps with the cramps. Worries about hurting you, but is completely down. Mans is definitely not afraid of a little blood lmao.

“Baby… there are so many…”  You can’t help but stifle a laugh looking at your boyfriend’s stressed expression through your phone screen. He’d run down to the store to get you some more pads– you just hadn’t anticipated how overwhelming the experience would be for him.  “I know, Cho. I’m sorry. Here– back up so I can see the whole aisle.”  He does as you ask, flipping the camera around so you can see what he’s looking at. You have to bite your lip this time to keep the laugh in. You’ve never realized just how many options there really are. “The ones toward the bottom right, baby. With the pink box.”  The camera shakes a little as he follows your directions, arm sticking out like he’s playing pin the tail on the donkey.  “These?” His hand hovers over a box that is pink but not the pink you need.  “Down a couple racks.”  Finally, his hands close around the right box. “Thank you, baby. I didn’t think about how confusing this would be for you…”  The camera flips again and you grin at the soft soft smile on his lips. “Don’t apologize. Want me to grab some candy, too?”

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[allysunny]

Hiii can i request a fic for the 200 follower event? (Congrats btw!!!!!!!!)

9 & 10 with i

Nanami ofc 🙏❤️

"I miss you" + "Is this close enough for you?" + Bathing together x Nanami Kento

Words: 2.4k words

Warnings: Fluff, very soft Nanami, lots of fluff, like, real sweet, so much sugar you'll get a rush, bathing, some suggestive themes but it's barely there and not explicit at all, no use of y/n, not proofread. Do let me know if I forgot anything!

A/N: Hey there everyone! We're back with another of my event requests. I think I'm getting better at this "short drabble" kind of thing, don't you? 2.4k words. That's gotta be a record.

Anyway, I loved writing this. I love Nanami so much and he deserves the best. I also tried something with his names, I don't know if it's confusing,, but I called him "Kento" when it was from our point of view, and "Nanami" when it was from the 3rd?

I don't know if it's confusing? I was trying omg.

I hope you like this!!!! <3

You'd been close to dozing off on your bed when your husband got home. Your face was smushed against his pillow to take in whatever was left of his scent, and your phone was lying next to you, soft sound coming from its speakers.

When Nanami entered the bedroom, he already expected something like this might happen. You were a tremendously caring woman, and an even more doting wife, insisting on staying up to greet him every time he returned from a mission. Which lately, seemed to be every single evening.

So, when he'd told you he had to cancel your Friday night plans for the second week in a row, you tried your best to force a tight-lipped smile, and kissed his cheek, making him promise he'd arrive in one piece.

It hurt when he was gone. You weren't a stranger to the anxiety that pooled in your stomach whenever Kento was out on missions, but that did not mean you enjoyed it or what it entailed. You felt sick to your stomach whenever he for a mission, and lately, that's all he had seemed to do. Wake up, go to work, text you "I'm working overtime. Don't expect me for dinner", get home really late, fall asleep. Rinse and repeat. At first, he tried telling you not to wait up for him. After all, his schedule was unpredictable, and he didn't want to put your health at risk. But you never seemed to give up, and Nanami had come home to find you on various poses and doing a plethora of different activities to keep yourself awake until he returned.

Today though, it seemed like sleep was a worthy rival. You were closer to the land of dreams than you were to sensing the bed dip beside you.

Nanami sat next to your body and smiled sadly, caressing your cheek with his fingers. You looked lovely, even in your sleep, features softened by the dim glow of your beside candlelight.

His touch was enough though, and you blinked the sleep away from your eyes are you looked at him with furrowed brows.

"I was waiting for you," you mumbled, "I'm waiting for you. I'm up. I'm not asleep."

"I can see that," he hummed in reply as you sat up. You extended your hands and Nanami moved closer, resting his jaw on your palms. It was sort of a ritual you two had. He'd come home, and you'd look for any scratches, bruises, or anything that could leave a mark.

You were pleased to find his soft skin untainted and rewarded him with a soft peck on the lips.

"What time is it?" You asked.

"A few minutes after two. You should get some rest. I'll join you in a minute."

"No," you mumbled. "Where are you even going?"

"I need to take a shower. I'll be right back."

You whined and held onto his jaw tighter, not wanting to let him go. With all the missions your husband had been picking up, it had been a while since you spent some time together. Even when it came to sleep, you wouldn't be able to savour those sweet moments in which he wrapped his arms around you. You either fell asleep too fast due to the exhaustion or woke up to empty sheets. It was depressing to say the least, but you didn't want to worry Kento too much about it. He knew how you felt, and you knew he was doing his best to provide for you and to assure your quiet early retirement in Malaysia.

"I'll come with you," you answered, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed, and getting up with a big stretch and a loud yawn.

"Darling, isn't it better if you just go to sleep? You must be exhausted."

"And I am," you nodded. "But tomorrow you're not gonna be home, and I wanna make the most out of the time you're still here. I'll just catch up on my sleep in the morning." It tugged at your heart that Kento was spending a perfectly fine weekend drowning in work back in Jujutsu Tech, but once again, you knew it all to be for the best in the end.

He hummed and dipped his head to kiss your head.

"That's a lovely sentiment, but I won’t be going anywhere tomorrow."

Your eyes widened and you looked up.

"What?"

"I'm not working tomorrow. I'll all yours for the entire weekend."

A giggle slipped past your lips and you all but jumped on top of the man before you. He caught you, of course, and you wrapped your legs securely around his waist, making quick work of peppering his face with kisses.

"Really?"

"Really."

"You're not messing around? You're staying with me?"

"Not going anywhere."

You giggled once again and pulled his face closer to yours, claiming your lips in his. He tasted like coffee and home, and you could taste him for hours on end. He kissed you back just as eagerly, pressing your body close against his. You tasted like the peppermint toothpaste you liked so much, and home. He felt like home. This is exactly where he belonged, bodies close together as you kissed his breath away.

"So," you offered him a smug grin after you pulled away, "That shower?"

"I have a better idea."

It was a better idea for sure.

Kento had asked you to wait outside in your bedroom while he prepared something, going from the bathroom to the kitchen, to your bedroom, to the bathroom, to the bedroom again, fetching and getting things.

It was only when it was finished that you realised it had been worth it.

Your husband had prepared a marvellous bubble bath, complete with rose petals and two glasses of champagne on the edge. The bathroom smelled of roses and vanilla, and you all but moaned in delight when you took a whiff of the sweet fragrance.

"Kento, this is – " you couldn't finish your sentence. There were no words to describe the burst of love you were currently feeling. You leaned back into Nanami's chest, and he placed a caring hand on your hip. You two fit like pieces of a puzzle, that was for sure.

"Hop in," he said. You did not need to be told twice. A tad bashfully, you got rid of your pyjamas, folding them and placing them on top of your bed before tying up your hair. You then slowly entered the tub, with help from Kento, ever the gentleman, who offered you his arm so you could steady yourself. As soon as you sunk in the water, you felt all tension leave your muscles. The water was warm, but not scalding hot, and you smiled because Kento always remembered everything about you. It was one of the reasons he was such a wonderful person and partner.

"Come close," you smiled, extending your hand towards his. He brushed it softly and got to work, removing his clothes, and throwing them in your dirty hamper. He then got inside the tub, positioning himself behind you. He sat down with his legs spread so you could slot in between and brought his hands to your stomach and waist to press your back against his chest.

"Is this close enough for you?" He asked in that sultry tone of his, the one he knew made your legs buckle and your knees weak.

"This is perfect," you replied, leaning into his touch. You sighed once again as he filled the tub some more and found comfort in the beat of his heart.

The two of you spoke for a while, content to just relax and catch up. It was three in the morning, and yet you found this to be absolutely perfect. Kento's hands around you would softly caress your skin, and you'd play with the bubbles and suds, blowing on them and giggling.

Kento confided in you about his work, which you were grateful for. He could be very closed off, but it made you happy he trusted you so much. Made you love and appreciate him even more, so every once in a while, you'd turn your head ever so slightly. Nanami, ever the understanding man, would pick up immediately and lean forward, pressing his lips to you. He'd never been a big fan of affection, but that all changed when you showed up and flipped his world upside down. Now, he couldn't get enough of you and indulged in whatever affections you offered him.

"This is nice," you mumbled, eyes threatening to fall closed.

Nanami hummed in agreement and kissed the top of your head as his hands lovingly ran up and down your chest, your stomach, your thighs – just about anywhere he could reach.

"I miss you," you say after a moment of silence.

"I'm right here," is his hushed reply.

"No, Ken," you say, turning your face towards his again. "I miss you."

Nanami sighed and kicked himself mentally. He knew where this was going, and hated every bit of it, but he also knew you needed to voice your concerns, so he let you speak.

"We haven't had any time together lately. You've been so busy with work... And I know it's all for Malaysia, and that you're doing your best to provide for us, but I just..." You fiddled with your fingers, playing with the bubbles that covered the water. "I just wish you made some time for us; you know. We have so much time to think about our retirement. I don't want us not to enjoy our time together because of that."

Nanami nodded and tightened his hold on you. He knew you felt this way, and he was feeling extremely guilty about it all. It was true though – everything he did, he did it to secure a nice future for the two of you in Malaysia, a dream you'd shared since the day you met. A house on the beach, books, maybe a crib in the corner and the pitter patter of tiny feet walking around barefoot. He wanted nothing more than that.

But he also knew he was being unfair. In spending all this time working towards your goal, he'd been neglecting you and your marriage.

And that couldn't do.

"I'm sorry, honey," he started, with a sigh. "You're absolutely right. I think that I do all of this simply because I want to get away from my line of work as soon as possible."

You listened attentively, nodding along. Kento had always been an amazing communicator, and you'd never had troubles telling each other how you felt. Just one more reason your marriage worked so well.

"All I want is to whisk you away to paradise, but that is causing me to brush you off and focus solely on my work. I feel like if I don't work as hard as I know I could, it means I'm letting you down. It means I'm not doing the best I can to assure you a nice future."

"Oh Ken," you frowned, turning around, and causing the water to tremble ever so slightly. "You're not letting me down." You spoke. "You never could. I know how badly you're working towards Malaysia, but you don't have to do it to the point of exhaustion. Like I said, we've got time. And I'm working too. We're both making an effort, and it will be enough, and it will be worth it. But let's enjoy our time together, alright? You never know what tomorrow may bring, and I want to make sure I don't waste a minute of my time by your side." Your hands were on his cheeks, and it wasn't until Kento reached out to wipe your cheek that you realised you were crying.

"I'm sorry, my love," he pleaded, holding your face, his whole entire world, in between his hands, carefully, his grasp feather-like. "I'm so sorry for making you feel so alone."

"You don't have to apologize, honey. You were doing it with the best intentions in mind. I too want Malaysia, more than anything. And our house on the beach, our books, the endless sand, and sun and maybe..." The unspoken words were left hanging in the end, and Nanami smiled. "But we should also cherish our time here. In our silly little suburban house, with our en-suite bathroom and our nice and green backyard. We should cherish us."

Nanami nodded, and brought your face closer to his, enveloping you in a warm hug as kissed you passionately. You swept your tongue over his lips and sighed blissfully as he cupped your waist tightly.

"I love you," Nanami mumbled, hazel brown eyes focused on yours.

"I love you too, Kento. So much. And I'm so happy I get to spend my life with you. I'm so lucky to have you by my side."

"No – " he interrupted you, placing a finger to your lips. "I'm the lucky one. I'm lucky to have such an incredible woman who supports me through and through, who never gives up on me, who has taught me how to love. I'm so grateful for you. I always will be, and I'll spend the rest of my life proving it to you."

You smiled at his confession and kissed him again. Your hands quickly went around his neck, and you played with his hairs at the nape of it. You tugged on his blonde locks softly, coaxing him to lean his head backwards, which granted you a better access to his mouth.

He groaned in response, and you could feel something hard press against your thigh.

"Someone's excited," you giggled against his neck, and Nanami gave your hips a soft squeeze, earning a squeal from you.

"Let me start right now."

"Hm?" You hummed in confusion.

"Proving just how much I love you."

In one quick motion, your positions were inverted. You were leaning against the tub, and Nanami was hovering over you, eyes dark with desire. It made hear pool in your lower belly and your cheeks felt warm.

"Kento – you'll make a mess out of the floor," you mumbled, looking at the way the water had started to spill out of the tub.

"I'll take care of it later," he replied, and dropped to kiss you, hands settling on your waist. "For now, let me just show you just how lucky I am. How much I cherish you. Please."

He parted from your lips to look into your eyes, a question hidden behind his. He was waiting for your reply. Of course. No matter how eager or aroused he was, your sweet Kento would always ask you first. Your heart felt like it was going to explode as he silently looked at you, waiting for a response.

And how could you refuse him, when he asked you so nicely, and you were so much in love?

A/N: And that's it!

I hope you liked reading this as much as I liked writing it. Soft Nanami is my favourite, I afraid, after Angsty-Nanami.

I'm not dead, just busy with uni, so once again I thank you all for your patience.

Have an amazing day ahead!! <3

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[danikamariewrites]

Can I pretty please request a

Part 3 clingy reader of Rhysand and Azriel poly ddlg relationship rhysriel

Where reader loves to cockwarm both Azriel and rhysand mainly bc she likes how close it makes her feel to them and it’s comforting like she will fall asleep with them inside her and she loves how comfy it is feel free to make it spicy aswell

Reader crys when they try to pull out bc she goes stupid for them and loves how it feels and how full and comfy it is like wether it her cock warming them when they work or when after they fu..ed or in the bath she wont let them pull out and crys

Attached at the Hip (SMUT)

Rhysriel x reader

A/n: I knew you would request them! I love this for them so much omg

Warnings: ddlg, cock warming, smut, oral fixation

As we’ve talked about before you love being around Rhys and Azzy 24/7

You can’t live without them

There are times that the males make your brain melt from the way they treat you

They’re just so big and strong they make you swoon like heart eyes 😍

Az and Rhys flex their arms and wings and it just does things to you (thinking about it certainly does things to me)

Sometimes they do it on purpose just to get a reaction from you. They always tease you with a shit eating smirk on their face, holding your chin so you look up at them, “Aww, sweet baby. There’s nothing in that sweet head of yours, huh?”

That question always make you stutter

Also as we’ve talked about before, you are very touchy with them

Like you need hands and eyes on them at all times (especially when they’re home)

You usually go to Rhys first because he can’t say no to you

I mean neither of them can say no to you ever

The need for one of them was very overwhelming one afternoon. Both of them had already pleasured you thoroughly this morning, but you couldn’t stop thinking about them. You decided not to be subtle with Rhys either. The two males always told you to be upfront with them when you want something.

You run right up to Rhys, straddling his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. You start kissing his neck, giggling. “Darling,” Rhys laughed, “what has gotten into you?” He asked, the smile evident in his tone. Lightly biting down on the side of his neck you start grinding your core over his bulge, letting out a breathy moan against his skin. “Need you daddy.” You lick the skin you bit, rubbing your nose against his jaw.

“Just need your cock, daddy.” Rhys grabs your hips, pulling you against his growing bulge. “Yeah darling, give me a second and you can have what you want.” Rhys pulls your dress up over your hips to find your pussy bare and dripping for him. Rhys runs his fingers through your folds, letting out a groan. Pulling out his cock, sliding inside you easily

You sit with Rhys’s cock inside you while he finishes up some work. He taps your bum, signaling for you to get up with him. A whine escapes your lips and you tighten your arms around his neck. “No, wanna stay,” you mumble out. Rhys laughed, moving over the couch promising you a few more minutes

With Azriel, you catch him relaxing on the couch reading. It’s definitely a book Nesta suggested to him. Azriel hates to admit it but he loves smutty books. He’ll read them to you while Rhys takes his time worshipping you between your thighs (another story for another time)

You take a gentler approach with Az (that male is a slut for eye contact). You slowly straddle his lap, pressing your chest to his, wrapping your arms around his neck and sliding your fingers i to his soft inky hair

Azriel sucks in a breath, your lips a hair’s breadth away. “Hi Azzy,” you purr, “whatch ya readin’?” You ask in that cute tone that wraps him even tighter around your finger. Azriel smirks. Your want immediately clicking in his mind

“Something you’d love.” Gods that deep, smoky voice got you every time. A small whine leaves your lips as you grind down on his cock. Azriel groans, throwing his head back

“Fuck princess, I know what you want.” You start kissing and nipping at his neck while Azriel pulls his cock free from his sweatpants. He bunches your dress up to find you bare and ready for him

Wasting no time he slides into you, holding the nape of your neck to bring you closer to him. Bringing your face to rest in the crook of Azriel’s neck you take in a deep breath of his scent, your own mixed with his and a hint of Rhys. Your eyes flutter shut at how relaxed you feel in Azriel’s embrace. “Feels so good daddy.” You hum out. “And what do you say when daddy gives you something?” “Thank you daddy.” “Good girl. Want me to read to you?” “Yes please.”

You sit like that until your eyes start to get heavy. Azriel notices and throws a blanket around your shoulders to snuggle with you

You like when both of them stay in you after they fuck you to keep you nice and full

You get very clingy with them after sex and they are more than happy to indulge you

On the very rare occasion they’re both filling your pussy it’s fucking euphoric. The feeling of having Az and Rhys’s cocks stretching your hole is a fucking experience

You always insist that Rhys and Az stay in you until you fall asleep, “wanna feel you forever.” You mumble into one of their chests

Their arms wrap around you, keeping you secure between them as they fill both your holes as you drift off

When only one of them is inside you, you have the other fill you in another way

You grab one of their hands signaling you want their fingers. Rhys is gentle only pressing one finger down on your tongue while Azriel shoves two of his fingers in your mouth knowing you’re greedy and desperate

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[cherryo]

Can we get some headcanons for how the turtles (or just Donnie if it's too much) would react/care for an S/O that experiences sub-drop after Fun Time™ ?

Ahh!!! i love this so much <333 i hope you enjoy them!! Rise! boys headcanons on how they react/care for a S/O who experiences sub-drop after Fun Times!

Pronouns: gn! none really included and genitalia was not included either Warnings: Explicit themes, cursing, talk about subspace and slight rough sexual themes

Leo:

Leo I think is a special case? He knows what it is but obviously has never experienced it or had someone experience one during his care, so he's quite nervous? 

Gets you cleaned up and wrapped up in his blankets, does all his regular after care

(Which I hc he has a rigorous after care routine <3) 

Gets a little more nervous when you don't immediately come out of it and you're like all whiny and still sensitive, and a bit sad

He tries really hard not to your go back to devouring you, but he keeps calm and relaxes

Eventually you fall asleep and he's fully able to relaxes, he researches it while you're asleep

Doesn't quite understand but now knows what it is and how to properly know what to do if you're still experiencing it when you wake up

If you aren't then he goes back to normal and calms down

If you are, he continues his after care, and pampers you and talks to you about what happened

If you don't know then he informs you, if you do then y'all talk about it

Raph

I have a slight feeling that this happens a lot when y'all are intimate, so he knows what it is and has researched and worked what you need during these times

When it first happened he was petrified, he thought he hurt you

He didn't want to touch you for weeks if not months, he didn't listen when you told him you were fine

Finally listens when he realizes that he didn't hurt you necessarily, just fucked you really good

He then did a butt load of research and worked out what was best for y'all <3 

Now he sorta takes it as a compliment hehe but takes really really good care of you when you're experiencing it 

Loves when all you want to do is just lay on top of him and sleep

I hc that Raphael loves like loves to pamper his s/O so it would be double the pampering

Loves you to pieces and hopes to God you never scare him like that again <33333

 Donnie

Donnie knew all about it before you even did, I mean the man spends his time on the internet so there's no way he doesn't know

Already has the proper aftercare snacks, blankets and stuffed animals ready

The one most likely to take a bath with you while it's happening, you're not too clingy but you just need him there

He thinks it's the best way to calm and relax the both of you down, he's really just aiming to snap you out of the sub drop

Wants you to realize the scene and whole intimate time is over for the time being

Nonetheless after the bath, he'll dry you off nd carry you to his bed where y'all will sleep for 15 hours straight <33

While he had researched it over and over, he was terrified, it's much scarier in person compared to online, while yes you mostly were whiny and sensitive and sleepy he was worried you would've gotten  the other side effects

He didn't want you to get depressed :((

He loves you and while it's nice he fucks you so good, he's nervous every time it happens

Mikey

I think he knew about it from Donnie, I mean they hangout the most so it's not out of the ordinary for Mikey to ask the person he's most comfortable with those types of questions

I also think Donnie rambles about everything he's learned that day/week

I think he was the least worried, the second it happened he saw you were just wanting to go again, we're sensitive and whiny 

So he relaxed and fed into your cute begging, I mean how could he resist? 

Anyways, like I've said in his previous NSFW hc, he's a king at aftercare (sex in general too) so you don't have to worry about much when in sub space

Treats you like royalty, you literally don't have to do anything for him to serve you on his hands and knees

Cooks you the most amazing food, he also finds it entertaining to draw on you

You're like the perfect canvas!! 

Loves to take care of you <33

#chasewrites #rottmnt #rottmnt smut #rottmnt x reader smut #rottmnt x reader #rise raph #rise leo #rise donnie #rise mikey

[thisnightissparkling089]

Update on my lungs under the cut. People should only have to be subjected to this health update if they want to, mainly because it's a lot😅

I had a second opinion appointment 2 weeks ago in the (what feels like) never ending quest to figure out what the hell is happening with my lungs and if this can be fixed.

My first pulmonologist wanted to do a lung biopsy. Which is a major surgery and a lengthy recovery, not to mention incredibly expensive.

I just heard back from my new dr, and he has finally reviewed the scans and feels the next steps should be a bronchoscopy and a bronchoalveolar lavage.

The bronchoscopy is a procedure where a thin lighted tube is placed down my throat and into my lungs to get a better view of my lungs and what is happening with them.

The lavage procedure releases saline into my lungs, suctions it back out, and that sample is then sent out to be tested.

Both should be able to done in the same procedure, under light anesthesia.

I continue to hope that whatever this is is something that can be reversed or at the very least better controlled.

The main issues I have is that it's hard to properly take a deep breath without pain. Like you just sucked down a slurpee, and your chest feels ice cold. That and the fact that my oxygen levels will drop doing basic things. I could take a bath and between getting out of the tub and getting dressed, my oxygen levels could drop into the 80's, sometimes even into the 70's.

The procedures will be scheduled for sometime in the coming weeks, hopefully early to mid May.

He asked if I had any questions, and the one I do have that no one can seem to give me a straight answer on is if I will die. Because any time I google something, it's like, you have 3-5 years to live, congratulations! 🙄

He of course couldn't give a definitive answer, but did his best to try and reassure me that he doesnt really think death is iminate from this within the next 5 years and he's hopeful we can either fix or better control this. But until we get a full view of the lungs, it's hard to know exactly what's happening.

It occurred to me on Saturday that I've actually been depressed for weeks now and just couldn't see it because it's presenting a lot differently now than it previously has.

Typically when I'm depressed I can't even get out of bed. I can't eat, I sleep all the time, I feel empty, I cry.

This time around it's so different. I feel like I'm overeating, I can get up, go out with friends, work fine. But I'm also struggling to fall asleep and stay asleep and such little tasks such as cooking, cleaning, laundry, washing my hair, etc. Feel so overwhelming I can't even think about them.

I was able to get an appointment this morning with my primary doctor and got back on my medication. I'd previously been off it for 2 years and was doing well, but this whole lung issue has thrown me for a loop, especially since it's lasted as long as it has.

I know there is no shame in seeking help and getting back on my meds. I also know that it doesn't mean I'll have to be on them for the rest of my life.

Right now I'm just taking everything day by day and am so grateful to be surrounded by such supportive people and have a space where I can vent.

If you've made it this far, thanks for reading and listening💜

#life update #personal

[happilyhertale]

Long Lost Love - Aemond Targaryen x female!reader, Part 11

Summary: You are the daughter of Daemon and Rhaenyra. When the invitation to Aegon and Helaena's wedding came, your entire family rushes from Dragonstone to King's Landing to take part in the festivities. You haven't seen your family in King's Landing for 6 years so you are very excited...

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x fem!reader

Warnings: At the beginning none – eventually smut (uncle/niece)

Author’s note: Hello you! (:

This is my first fic so please be nice (: I thought I'd just try a little self-considered story. I hope u like it.

The events are not entirely similar from the series.

English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 4k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7a, Part 7b, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15

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At some point you must have fallen asleep.

When you open your eyes, you see the sun shining into your chambers. A wave of sadness seizes you as you think of yesterday morning. When you lay in his arms and the sun also shone into his chambers.

You bury your face in your pillow.

If that wasn't enough, your head also hurts like hell. The pain goes all the way to the tips of your hair.

You don't want to move at all. With every movement you feel your head throbbing. But your head only hurts almost as much as your heart. You don't feel much like having breakfast with your family. Instead, you remain lying down. Wild dreams plague you as you manage to fall back asleep.

When you wake up again, you have had enough of seeing Aemond in your dreams, you get up. Slowly you go into your adjoining bathroom, a warm bath would be just the thing.

You lie in the tub, your eyes are closed and you enjoy the peace and quiet. Only when the water starts to get cold do you get out of the tub.

You get dressed and decide to visit the training yard. When you arrive, you look out cautiously and discover that your father is training with Jace. Relieved, you sit down on one of the adjacent benches.

Lost in thought, you watch the two of them as Daemon yells at your brother again and again and Jace gets angrier and angrier. It's a great distraction. You have to smile a little.

As the two finish their training, your father wants to engage you in conversation, but you don't feel like it. And that worries Daemon. When you feel bad, at least you always want to talk to him, but this way he doesn't really know what to do now.

You smile at him and go back to your chambers, after all, there is another ball today and you have to get ready.

That evening you are sitting at the main table again. Your father and Jace sit next to you. The evening drags on, but at least you are surrounded by your family. And so Aemond doesn't dare approach you either. You watch the crowd and notice that Jace stands up and makes his way into the crowd. He smiles at you and squeezes your shoulder. You smile back at him.

Out of the corner of your eye you see Lady Alys making her way to Aemond. Although you don't want to, you cautiously look over. She tries to engage him in conversation and practically pushes her breasts in his face. You feel like throwing up. And again you bury your face in your goblet of wine.

Eventually you can't take it any more and you get up from the table. You are walking through the crowd when you suddenly see Lady Alys in the middle of the crowd. She is standing in your way. You walk past her and accidentally bump into her shoulder. She almost goes down. You apologise half-heartedly and earn a nasty look in response. But you go on unhindered.

You reach your brothers who are standing on the other side of the hall, "What was that about?" Jace asks you, half laughing. Grinning, you look at him, "I don't know what you mean".

Your gaze is suddenly held in the distance. Rob is standing there. And he is really beautiful to look at, surrounded by the other lords from the north. Suddenly you feel a tingle in your chest. You smile at him as his eyes meet yours. He tilts his head slightly in your direction. Jace unexpectedly whispers in your ear, "Could it be that someone is very impressed with the Lord from the North?"

You turn around indignantly and punch him in the arm, Jace just laughs and holds the spot where you hit him.

Suddenly a soft but deep voice reaches your ear "But Princess Y/N, I think it borders on treason to hit the heir to the throne."

You turn around and have to grin, "Lord... um Rob"

He smiles, "Princess Y/N." And again he gently kisses the back of your hand, you can't stop your grin.

"But I can assure you, that would not be treason. No one would miss Jace. Especially when our mother has more children to inherit the throne."

Jace nudges you slightly to the side.

You start drinking together and you really enjoy talking to Rob. He is very educated and funny. He often makes you laugh with his easy-going manner. And, you don't like to admit it, but you really enjoy looking at him.

He looks at you excitedly, "I could really show you the North. I'm sure you would love it. The beautiful landscapes. You have to see those landscapes when they are covered in snow! And the good food, you must try it. The people, you'll love the friendly nature of the people. And of course...", you interrupt him, "...the cold."

He chuckles, "I would go through every chambers and halls and light a fire everywhere for you". You have to grin, "Do you think it's enough for a dragon to have a fire burning everywhere?"

He looks deep into your eyes, "Well, I know other things that could keep you warm."

Your lips are slightly parted, you have to stop yourself from breathing in loudly. You have to laugh a little, Rob smiles too, "Well, I don't know if it's appropriate for a princess to keep warm like that."

You avert your gaze from Rob for a moment and in the distance, you see Aemond watching you. You turn away from him and continue to turn in Rob's direction. Rob has noticed your gaze and looks at you and smiles sympathetically, "I'm sorry about that."

You look at him questioningly. "Well, you and Prince... Aemond?", you nod slightly, "... You spent a lot of time together... and now this other Lady is around him all the time."

You look down at the floor. Suddenly you notice how he gently strokes your arm. Your gaze wanders to him. He smiles gently at you. You smile back. "Besides, I saw that poor Lady almost go down."

Your eyes go wide, "That was an accident, she was suddenly in my path…"

He laughs and you have to laugh too.

Aemond is standing at the other end of the hall. He's watching you. It drives him crazy. The Stark Lord is always at your side. And just like when you first met, he notices that you can't hide your adoration for him. The looks you give him and the smile that never leaves your lips.

He can literally see you already in his world, far up north.

It hurts in his chest. It's hard for him to breathe. It is equally hard for him to bear that it is Lord Stark who makes you laugh. That he's the one who hears you chuckling.

Rarely has he felt the desire to decapitate someone. But he has the feeling that there is nothing he can do. It doesn't help much that Alys is constantly by his side. He tries to be polite and send her away, but she is very persistent. Like his Y/N. Except your stubborn nature is more appealing in myriad ways.

When he saw you almost take her to the ground, he almost had to laugh if the whole situation wasn't so hopeless. What he would give to be by your side now. To hear your laughter as you speak and to be able to touch you very lightly.

After taking a big gulp of wine, Rob turns to you, "Why didn't I see you dancing at all those balls?"

You look at him with a shrug, "Perhaps it's because I haven't attended the last few balls?"

He nods, "Important princess stuff to do?"

You have to laugh a little, "Please just call me Y/N." He laughs.

"But yes, something like that... But I've never seen you dance either? Judging by your stature, I must assume that you are only talented in swordplay? Or don't they teach you to dance in the North?", you try to suppress a grin, which Rob doesn't really manage. "Judging by my body? Are we judging each other's bodies already?", he lets his eyes wander over your body, you hit him.

He holds the spot on his arm, "Aaah, first you hit the heir to the throne and now the Lord of the North."

You laugh.

After a while he says, "But actually it's more like I haven't found a Lady yet who thrills me so much that I want to dance with her.“

You are almost outraged when he suddenly holds out his hand to you. He smiles at you. You have to smile too, you are almost nervous.

As he escorts you to the dance floor, he whispers in your ear, "Are your palms a little sweaty?" You blush a little as he winks at you. "But only because I fear your dancing skills," he chuckles as he pulls you close to him. You look up at him, he smiles gently down at you.

Rob's dancing skills surprise you, his hand is firmly on your waist, the other holding your hand as he levitates you across the ball floor seemingly without effort. You have to chuckle as you lean towards his ear, "I have to admit, I didn't take you for a dancer. I'm almost impressed. I would have expected you to step on my feet at least once." He has to laugh, "Well don't praise my dancing style too soon, the evening is still young and I can dance for a long time." You bite your lower lip as he looks into your purple eyes with his soft brown ones.

During the whole dance Rob doesn't take his eyes off you. He holds you tightly against his body. His chest touches you and you feel the warmth radiating from his body. Your faces are only a few inches apart. The closeness suddenly makes you inhale heavily. Rob lets his thumb caress your hip gently, he smiles. You can't think straight, you're completely taken in by those warm brown eyes. The temptation is strong to just lean into his touch.

Aemond sees you from a distance and a battle rages inside him. Another man holds you in his arms. Leads you across the dance floor. His jaw clenches and his hand clutches the goblet so tightly it should break. The Stark Lord has his hands in a place on your body where they don't belong. No hands, except his, belong there.

You can hardly detach yourself from his warm eyes. But suddenly Rob stops leading you across the dance floor and his head snaps to the side, where a hand grabs his arm and literally yanks him away from you. 

"The dance is over" Aemond is standing next to you, looking absolutely murderous. Rob yanks his arm out of Aemond's grip, "No, it isn't."

Rob and Aemond look at each other. Both hateful. Both would be ready, and not much is missing, to start a war here and now.

And you stand right in between.

"You should remove your hands from her body immediately if you want to be able to use them in the future."

"Aemond..." you hiss. Aemond pays no attention to you.

Rob grins slightly, "But the princess seemed to like where my hands were. And if the princess is so precious to you, then you should treat her as such" His hand remains firmly on your waist. You look at Aemond. His face shows no emotion except pure hatred. You could swear you hear Vhagar roaring in the distance. "Your desperate attempts are sad to win her over when others dare to approach her ..." Rob continues in a whisper so that only Aemond hears him, "...Besides, it never goes down well with a princess if you're still having fun with other ladies."

You notice how the tension between the two of them increases.

Just as you notice that more and more people are staring at you. You look around and see your father looking intently over at you, his face showing that he is weighing who to behead first in case something happens to you.

As your gaze drifts to the side, you also see your grandfather, King Viserys, and Alicent. Both are also looking irritated in your direction. They look almost worried.

A few Lords and Ladies around you, have stopped dancing and are also staring at you. You see Jace standing in the crowd. He looks worried and is about to come to you.

Aemond decisively grabs Rob's arm, "I advise you to take a step away from Princess Y/N. Now. Lord." He emphasises the last word firmly.

"Both of you stop now!" now you speak up. They both look at you and it almost seems as if they have forgotten you are present.

Just as you apologise to Rob, Aemond pulls you along. Almost a little rough.

As you stand off to the side outside the hall, he blurts out, "You're dancing with another Lord? What are you doing?"

You give him an indignant look, "Are you out of your mind?! I can very well dance with whom I please."

He sighs, "Y/N what is wrong??"

You just shake your head, "I have no desire to talk to you, Aemond. Perhaps you should continue to pass your time with Lady Alys. At least she seems very interested in doing that."

He looks at you. Just as he's about to say something, you blurt out, "Did you hump her? …Did you like it?" Aemond looks at you speechless. Your lip trembles, but you pull yourself together. "Do you have any idea how much that hurts? When I saw you there. Embracing in a hallway? Her pressed up against you. The way you kissed... And now she's always near you, always touching you..."

Suddenly you look up, startled, "Were you just using me? Did you just want to be satisfied…?"

Tears come to your eyes. Aemond takes a step towards you, but you back away. "Still you don't want to sleep with me...? I'm not good enough for that... But you want to sleep with her?"

He doesn't answer. For you it is answer enough.

"Actually, I should be glad that you didn't sleep with me."

You shake your head, "You still want to make me your Queen, my ass!", your voice trembles.

Aemond just looks at you and that makes you angry, "Aemond answer me!", you literally scream.

Almost in a whisper he says, "Yes... Of course I want you as my Queen."

You snort and fold your arms, "I will never accept a husband who keeps mistresses. You are disgusting, Aemond."

You feel yourself on the verge of tears again. You turn around and walk briskly away.

Aemond watches you hurry down the corridor. He is close to tears. He can hardly breathe. He has to get out of here.

You go into the garden, you need fresh air.

Being alone in your chambers is something you can't bear right now.

The garden is quiet. You take a few deep breaths in and out. You notice how the heaviness in your chest slowly eases a little. As does the urge to simply cry. You cross your arms in front of your chest and look down at the ground.

Suddenly you hear voices behind you. You don't turn around, but you hear that it must be Jace and Rob. Both are visibly drunk.

When Rob goes into the garden with Jace, they are determined to pee against the wall. They both laugh a lot. But when he goes into the garden, he sees your light hair in a corner. You are standing there with your arms wrapped around your torso. He turns to Jace, "Maybe we shouldn't piss here after all."

Jace looks at him laughing, "Why not?"

"What if Ladies came over? They wouldn't stand the sight of your little dick."

Jace punches him, "The Ladies would be quite shocked at the enormous size!". Both laugh, Rob pulls him along, "Come on, let's go back to the hall."

You're glad they're gone again. That picture of your brother pissing on the wall... You don't need that.

After a while you hear footsteps, you turn in the direction of the footsteps. You see Rob. He smiles slightly. You smile too. He stays close to your side.

"It didn't seem so tempting to pee in the garden with my brother, did it?"

"Well… we just wanted to have a bit of fun?" he raises his eyebrows. You have to chuckle. He looks at you from the side, "Are you okay?" he whispers.

You nod slightly.

"I'm sorry if I got you into trouble with our dance." You look at him and snort, "No, don't worry about it. You didn't break anything that wasn't already broken."

He takes your hand, "Okay... because… I really liked being that close to you. I don't want to apologise for that."

Your breath catches, he lightly strokes your hand.

"Are your hands sweaty again?" he grins at you.

You laugh lightly and again your gaze goes towards the ground.

He turns slightly towards you, his other hand grabbing lightly under your chin. You look into his brown eyes. You hold your breath.

He leans down and you feel his lips on yours. The kiss is passionate and you have to lean against him a little, your hands lie on his firm chest. You taste the wine as he lets his tongue dance gently in your mouth. You almost enjoy it, but something is missing.

He is not Aemond.

You push him away slightly. Tears well up in your eyes, "I'm sorry, Rob."

He brushes away the tear running down your face, "Hey, don't cry. It's okay."

You smile, "Can you walk me to my chambers?"

He nods.

You don't speak as you walk to your chambers. When you arrive at your chambers, you face each other.

He smiles at you, "Goodnight princess."

You have to smile slightly, "Good night Lord Rob."

He kisses your hand gently, you chuckle.

Aemond is standing at the end of the corridor. He wanted to see you. He wanted to talk to you. Set a few things right that had come across wrong. He couldn't bear to wait any longer.

But as he rounded the corner, he saw Rob standing outside your chambers. Kissing your hand.

He clenches his fists. Again he feels that wrath inside him. But he only sighs. He turns away. And he leaves.

The next morning you are sitting at the breakfast table, pushing your food back and forth on your plate.

After a while you give up, kiss your father lightly on the cheek and leave the hall. You have to go for a walk, sort out your thoughts. When Rob kissed you yesterday, it put everything in a new light.

Yes, you found Rob attractive when you first saw him. But the fact that he kissed you now... You didn't think he felt that way about you..

You're standing in the garden looking at the rose bushes when you hear your father behind you, "You know, I'm a little offended. I've noticed all along that something was bothering you and I wanted to wait until you spoke to me. But nothing came. And now look at me, the rogue prince, running after a young woman to find out what's rocked her little world so badly" You have to grin slightly.

When he looks at you, "Are you with child?"

You punch his arm, "No Dad!"

He exhales exaggeratedly, "Good, because then I would really get in trouble with your mother."

You smile again.

Daemon looks at you from the side, "Do you want to tell me what's bothering you? Judging from that little fracas yesterday, is it about two particular men?"

You sigh, "Almost... It's about Aemond."

He nods, "How unexpected."

You look annoyed, "No stupid comments" He raises his hands apologetically.

"We've had ... a lovely time together... I can't deny that I like him... " You exhale "... but I saw him with that Lady Alys. I know they must have been very intimate once. At least, I suspect they were once intimate..."

Daemon puts his arm around you as he notices you have tears in your eyes.

"Well, I was walking past the little hall two days ago and I saw them kissing." You wipe away a tear, "That hurts. Because I like him... I really like him and I'm so hurt that he would do something like that to me," your voice threatens to fail.

Daemon hugs you, "You know, young men are stupid." He gently kisses your hair as he continues to hold you tightly. "I did many stupid things until I finally ended up with your mother. And after what you told me... It was just a kiss?"

You nod, "at least I hope so."

Daemon chuckles, "I don't think there was anything else. At least not in the last few days. From my experience, I can tell pretty well when a man has feelings for a woman and he has feelings for you. Maybe he had feelings for Alys once, and seeing her again now can confuse him for a moment. But a kiss like that can't destroy true love, can it?" He smiles at you and wipes away another tear.

You bury your face deep in his chest.

"And now I guess I'll have to emasculate him. He makes my little dragon cry"

You look at him, startled, "No Dad! Please don't..."

He looks at you in wonder, "So you still care about him?"

You can only smile slightly. Daemon hugs you tightly.

After a while you look up at him and dare to ask, "Dad? Do you know... do you know this Lady Alys?"

He looks at you with narrowed eyebrows, "Lady? As far as I know, she's the bastard of Harrenhal."

"A bastard?"

"Yes, from the old Lord of Harrenhal. She's not a Lady." You are silent. He strokes your cheek, "No woman could ever hold a candle to you. Especially not a woman who is not even a Lady and who makes a pass at your Prince."

You smile.

Your father sighs, "The Stark Lord doesn't seem like a bad match either. House Stark as an ally would be quite good."

You give him an annoyed look.

In the evening you sit in the hall again. It is the last ball before the big hunt. Somehow it seems tempting for you to be out in the forest with weapons. Accidents could happen there at any time. You have to smile briefly at the thought of bringing Alys down with a sword.

You still think of what your father told you in the garden. You would love to believe your father that everything is only half as bad. But you have a bad feeling.

You are so lost in your thoughts that you don't notice Rob watching you. He keeps looking over at you. He is unsure whether he should ask you to dance again.

Aemond notices the situation. He is sitting at the end of the table, he has a perfect view of you and can also see the Stark Lord well. It makes him more angry than ever that the Stark Lord keeps looking at you.

Only yesterday he saw him outside your chambers. Saw him kissing your gentle hand again. He can't bear it, he clenches his fist. When he notices the Stark Lord rising from his seat and not once taking his eyes off you, he has had enough.

He stands up and moves away from the table.

You look at your plate and start counting your peas. Suddenly you hear a request.

"Princess Y/N, may I have the next dance?"

You look up.

And you look him straight in the face.

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[geddy-leesbian]

some Leon taking care of an injured Luis I dug out of the deepest depths of my drafts

Set after the end of CODE:Veronica, in an AU where Luis met Leon and Claire during RE2, and when Claire left to look for Chris, Luis went with her because he felt like he owed her a favor. Leon stayed behind with Sherry. Same universe as How Do You Talk To Girls? but that's just how they met and doesn't get into any RE2 or CV stuff, so this can be read standalone, you're not missing too much.

(Also Leon gets to keep Sherry and isn't extorted by the government because she didn't get infected and before leaving Luis coached him on what he should say so he comes off as a potentially useful idiot instead of someone who "knows too much.")

Luis's heart is racing the second he wakes up, because Leon isn't in bed with him. He's pretty sure he didn't just dream Leon picking him up, but far from certain. All his memories of the night before are hazy. He vaguely remembers taking a painkiller after getting to Leon's apartment, or at least what he thought was Leon's apartment, so that's making the memories even more clouded. He at least knows he didn't dream getting out of Rockfort; there isn't a tracking collar around his neck.

And because he's clean. Well, not clean. Slightly less dirty and disgusting than before is a more accurate description. And he has clean pajamas on. Not the once white shirt that ended up dyed red with blood. Not the pants that had gone from skintight to loose and baggy over the course of his time as an inmate.

But none of this is evidence that the Leon part wasn't a dream. Someone else could have cleaned him up and changed his clothes.

Then he hears something, and everything is okay again. Leon's voice from the other room. He doesn't know who Leon is talking to, and tunes the conversation out because he doesn't particularly care. All he cares about is that he is with Leon.

No longer on the verge of a panic attack, Luis closes his eyes again. Leon comes back into the bedroom a few minutes later, and starts putting a hand on Luis's wrist. His eyes flutter open. Leon lets go of his wrist.

“Hey, sweetheart, I'm gonna bring you something to eat. Be right back,” Leon says softly, and kisses his forehead. A couple minutes later he returns with a basket of snacks. “Sorry I don't have a meal for you. I wanted to get back to you right away. I'll cook something later, but you should have something now.”

“I heard you talking to someone? Sherry?”

His memory really is fucked. He knows he asked about Sherry last night, but can't remember any of what Leon said. He's pretty sure there wasn't any bad news at least.

“Oh, no, I was on the phone. She's not home. I was supposed to pick her up today, but that didn't exactly pan out, so she's staying there another night.”

“Didn't pan out?”

“You. You've been asleep for like 16 fucking hours. I was worried sick. Kept coming back in to check your pulse to make sure you weren't dying on me. Didn't want to pick her up and get her worrying about you too.”

“Oh. So that's what you were doing before getting me food. Sorry for worrying you. I guess I just need to catch up on good sleep. Been a couple months since I slept feeling safe, and clean. I guess I showered last night? I don't remember much…”

“It's okay. I mean I knew it was just something like that, or I would have taken you to the ER or something, but you mean so much to me that I still felt worried,” Leon says. “God, you were annoying last night. I love you, but you were horrible. You wanted to shower before going to bed, but I told you no, because you'd taken a pill and were kinda out of it and I didn't want you falling and cracking your head open on my bathroom floor. But you argued with me and said you were too dirty to sleep in my bed, and then you started crying too, so I finally just gave up and compromised and let you take a bath. With me watching you, so you wouldn't drown. Of course after like 3 minutes you fell asleep in the tub and I had to dry you off and carry you to bed.”

“Shouldn't have asked. I was definitely better off not knowing I did that. But you were watching me in the bath? Did I at least say something inappropriate about it to you?”

“Surprisingly, no. You did when we were arguing though. A lot. You just kept listing various sex acts and saying you'd do them if I let you shower,” Leon chuckles, and then pecks Luis on the lips. He's trying to be careful because he knows touching Luis could hurt him, but all he wants to do is wrap him in the tightest hug. He really thought Luis was dead, and still struggles to wrap his head around Luis being alive and here. “But whatever, how do you feel? You need another pill?”

“I feel a lot better, actually,” He doesn't feel better. He actually feels worse. But he hates that the pill fogged his memory up so badly. He'd rather deal with physical pain than mess his mind up again. “Maybe if you have something over the counter, but I don't want to take anything strong again.”

“I know I said you were annoying, but it's really not a big deal. I'd rather have you be annoying than be in pain.”

“Seriously, Leon, I don't want it. Even before you told me about last night, I was planning on stopping it in the next couple days. I want to be in my right mind so we can start our life together right.”

Leon frowns for a second, then gets up and kisses the top of Luis's head, not minding how disgusting his hair is. “I'll see if I have anything over the counter. Eat something while I'm gone.”

Nothing is appetizing to Luis. But he knows he needs to eat, and he knows eating will make Leon happy, so he manages to choke down a couple packs of fruit snacks.

“Ibuprofen,” Leon says, handing Luis a glass of water and some pills. He smiles when he notices the empty wrappers. “Glad you're eating. Got a hot bath ready for you. Figured you'd want a real one, so you can actually get clean instead of falling asleep immediately.”

“I do want to get clean, but why a bath? It's basically sitting in your own filth.”

“It's not that bad. It's like doing the dishes.”

“What the hell does that even mean..?”

“You have really nasty dishes, then to get them clean you let them soak in hot water and soap. Then you just have to rinse ‘em off. But it's not just about the cleanliness. The hot water will be good for your pain.”

“You make compelling arguments. Bath it is.”

“You're not going to ask for me to watch?”

“I'm genuinely so excited about just getting all this grime off me that I don't feel like making a joke. But if you want to watch… I certainly won't object.”

Despite his protests, Leon insists on helping Luis walk to the bathroom, and he does stay in the room after helping him into the bath. Not even for an inappropriate reason, he's just missed Luis so much, to the point he hates the thought of leaving him alone, even if it's just in the next room.

“Leon? I need– uh, I need your help,” Luis hates asking for help, so he decides to finally add a joke to put himself a bit more at ease. “Not for anything perverted, so don't get too excited. Just– Can you wash my hair for me? Don't know if I can even bend like I'd need to.”

“Of course. Should be last though, when you're done,” Snapped out of his idle mind, Leon starts to pay more attention to Luis, and he's kicking himself for not doing so sooner. When he's just laying back and just soaking, the hot water is soothing and he looks content. But every square inch of Luis's body either has dirt, blood, or both, and needs scrubbed. And Luis winces almost every time he has to bend in a new way, to reach a new unwashed spot. That explains why he'd phrased his request like he couldn't be able to wash his own hair at all. He wouldn't ask for help if it would just hurt. Leon scoots to sit on his knees beside the tub, reaching a hand out to Luis's hand with the washcloth. “Don't like watching you hurt yourself. Let me?”

Luis does hesitate to hand the washcloth over. For over half of his short life, he's been fiercely independent. The day his grandfather died, he was alone in the world and it was trial by fire. He made it out of Valdelobos himself, armed with nothing but maps, a bit of food, and a guitar. Then when he made it to civilization, there was so much more he had to learn, and quickly. He learned where not to sleep. He learned where pity would buy him a full belly, and just how often he could exploit each bleeding heart before their generosity would be stretched too thin and they'd stop feeding him. He learned to listen to his gut instincts and avoid any situations that he had a bad feeling about.

Actually, cross out that last one. Eventually he wanted to do more than just beg, so he started playing guitar on street corners to scrounge up enough to keep him fed. There was a woman who stopped by everyday. She struck up a conversation, asking about his life, why he was on the streets, if he had any family, etc. Despite the nagging feeling in his gut that something was wrong, he spoke freely, bragging about everything he had done all by himself. And then she asked if he'd heard of Umbrella, if he'd be interested in taking some tests to see if he'd be a good fit for a special boarding school…

Even at the boarding school, he was alone. They were all kids, but Umbrella buttered them up with compliments about how mature they were. They were expected to act like adults and treated like they were, never being given any slack. There was no being taken care of, ever. If you got sick or hurt, you were expected to just grin and bear it and keep working, or else…

So needless to say, being taken care of is very foreign to Luis. Letting anyone take care of him is weird, and uncomfortable. But he does give in, and surrenders the washcloth to Leon and closes his eyes.

“All clean, from the neck down,” Leon eventually says. “You want me to wash your hair now, or soak longer?”

It's a tough call. Luis wants to, but isn't sure it's a good idea. Mostly because the water feels too good, and he had been so exhausted that even those 16 hours weren't enough. It makes him worry he'll doze off. Of course Leon would prevent him from drowning, but it would be embarrassing, and apparently he still has a tiny scrap of dignity left that he doesn't want to give up.

“Just do my hair.”

“Be right back.”

Leon comes back holding a pitcher. And without pants on.

“I didn't take my pants off for anything perverted, so don't get too excited,” Leon grins as he parrots Luis's words back to him. “Just relax and sit in a way that doesn't hurt. All I need you to do for me is tilt your head back so I can rinse without getting water in your eyes.”

Luis slides more towards the middle of the tub. Leon sits on the edge of it, one foot on the bathroom floor, the other in the tub. First he has to go through the tedious process of getting Luis's hair untangled. He doesn't get frustrated or annoyed by how long it's taking, he just keeps gently untangling knots with his fingers. Eventually he reaches for the faucet and turns it on just long enough to fill the pitcher.

“Wish I had a nicer bathroom, with a detachable shower head,” Leon mumbles, as he starts pouring the pitcher to wet Luis's hair, being careful to make sure all of it is saturated enough, and none is dripping down his forehead. Luis has no complaints. Something about the way Leon pours the water feels nice on his scalp. “Should have just gotten us a hotel really. Could’ve had a tub big enough for both of us, would have made it easier to wash you.”

“This is fine,” Luis says. “It's good. I don't think I would have been willing to swallow my pride and ask for help if there was a chance you would get into a tub full of dirt and my blood.”

“Guessing you want to shower for a couple minutes to rinse all the soap off, so I'll go get you a towel now while you do that?” Leon asks when he's done with Luis's hair. “Put one in the dryer when I got the cup, so it would be warm for you.”

“Wait, Leon, can you…” Luis trails off. Leon has already done so much. He was thoughtful enough to go out of his way just so Luis's towel would be warm. “Nevermind.”

“I'm not getting up until you tell me what you were going to ask me to do.”

“I was going to ask you to rinse me. Something about the way the water felt while you poured was relaxing. But that would take forever, I'll just shower.”

“I got all night,” Leon says, reaching for the cup again. “I really don't mind. Actually like getting to take care of you. You deserve it. Remember in Raccoon City, how you'd be demanding to look at me and thoroughly clean so much as a paper cut. Just let me return the favor. Please.”

Please really is a magic word. At least it is when Leon says it.

“Okay… And you can help more with my hair, after I'm rinsed. Blow dry it. I'd usually braid it or wake up with knots, but just pulling it up into a bun should be fine.”

“I can braid it for you!" The way Leon's whole face lights up with excitement over the fact he can help Luis… Yeah, he can get used to this, he can learn to let himself be taken care of, if it means Leon keeps giving him looks like that. “Sherry doesn't have a lot of good memories with her parents, but she did miss her mom doing her hair. I got Barry and one of his older daughters to start teaching me that kind of stuff. I'm not great at it yet, but I'll try.”

“Well, I'm perfect for you to practice. I don't care how it looks, just don't want knots.”

“You are perfect for me. In a lot of ways. Wait, did I ever tell you that I fucking hated you when I first saw you?"

“You definitely did not. I would never forget hearing something so heartbreaking!” Luis says over dramatically. He'd be dramatically clutching his chest if moving didn't hurt so much. “But seriously, what? You were the one looking at me first! I went to talk to you because you were giving me serious bedroom eyes. I didn't even hesitate to leave the woman I was talking to, because I thought I was going to get to have sex with you instead.”

“I mean, you did get to have sex with me. Eventually. But I wasn't even interested in you at first, I just wanted to know how you looked so stupid and still got a girl.”

“You're telling me you thought I looked stupid? Do you think I forgot about how I was doing my best to be patient for once in my life and not try to sleep with you right away, and then all of a sudden you forgot you were shy and asked me to suck your dick in the parking lot! You liked me!”

“Jesus Christ, Luis,” Leon says. “Just shut the hell up and let me finish the fucking story!”

“You're so mean to me, Leon. Telling me you thought I looked stupid, telling me to shut up, it's like you don't even love–” Luis cuts himself off with his own laughter. It's a laugh that hurts his ribs, but he's not sure he cares too much. Poor Leon just looks so baffled. “I'm sorry. I just wanted to kiss you, but I couldn't reach you without hurting myself. I knew you would kiss me if I sounded sad and said anything about you not loving me, but I just couldn't keep a straight face because you've been sitting here pouring–”

This time Leon cuts him off, with a kiss.

“There. If that was what you wanted, all you had to do was ask. You didn't need to go crazy like that,” Leon gives Luis one more kiss, on his forehead, before going back to rinsing. “You got what you wanted, so now you can shut up and let me finish rinsing you and telling you the story.”

“What I kept trying to get to is that I hated all that shit about you, until we were closer. You fucking broke me, I swear. I'd only ever been into girls, and then I got up close, and saw that your stupid tangled hair was actually just beautiful curls, and your stupid tight pants showed off your stupid hips.”

The phone rings before Leon is done rinsing. He murmurs an apology and says he'll be right back. Luis starts to come to an upsetting realization: He’s not as fine as he thought. The hot water was doing some heavy lifting. Now he's cold, and every piece of his body aches.

“Shit, Barry, bad time. Can you give me like half an hour, and I'll call back? Just let Sherry stay up 'til then.”

“Oh no, he's actually awake now! Sorry, didn't even realize how that would have sounded to you. Just bad timing because he needs some help with his hair. Got too caught up in the relief of him waking up to realize it was getting close to Sherry's bedtime, or I would have called already.”

Sherry. Luis wishes he didn't fucking hurt. He puts his arms up, to try to stand up again and shower, so that Leon wouldn't have to waste time rinsing Luis with a fucking pitcher. But he can't do it. Everything hurts.

“Thank you so much. Go ahead and tell Sherry he woke up, but don't say anything about him being ready to talk to her. I know he wants to, but obviously he's still not great, so I don't want her to be disappointed if he falls asleep or doesn't feel up for it tonight. I'll still talk to her, of course.”

Luis starts crying.

“Sorry, that was just–” Leon stops when he sees Luis's face. “Luis, what's wrong?”

“I… I heard what you were saying. I wanted to get up and shower myself so you could call Sherry sooner, but I'm worse than I thought I was. Tried to a couple times, couldn't get myself up.”

“It's okay. I'll do this faster, if you want to hurry?” Luis nods. Before Leon had gently poured, slowly and methodically making sure that water would reach everywhere it needed to, and feel good for Luis. Now he pours quickly, almost dumping it on him. Luis isn't upset at all, he wants to get to Sherry. The hairdryer cord is long enough that Leon blow dries it while Luis is still sitting in the tub, so that he can get Luis straight from the tub to the bed. Once his hair is mostly dry, Leon is reaching into the tub with the warm towel, scooping Luis up in it. “I got you, Luis. Always will.”

It's not at all difficult for Leon to lift Luis, which Leon has mixed feelings about. Leon wasn't even as strong as he had been in Raccoon City, having given up on all the police training. He had still been going to the gym, but wasn't as serious about it. Picking Luis up should be doable for him, but not easy. But Luis had lost enough weight while gone that Leon didn't need to be that strong to carry him. He sets him on the bed as gently as he can.

“I'll go get your medicine.”

“No, Leon, still don't want it. I want to talk to Sherry.”

“Luis, please,” Time for an experiment: Can Luis resist Leon saying please? “You told me yourself, you're worse than you thought. You're in pain, you need your medicine.”

“Compromise. Let me talk to Sherry first, read to her, then after I'll take the pill without arguing at all,” No, he cannot resist it. “I promise. I'll even let you take me to another doctor for a second opinion tomorrow…”

“… Okay. I'll be right back," Leon returns with the phone and a book he sets down on a night stand. He keeps the phone wedged between his face and shoulder, so he can talk to Barry while he puts a shirt on Luis and tucks him under the covers. “Hey, Sherry. Sorry I'm late, but I got a surprise for you.”

#luis serra #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #luis sera navarro #twink era serrennedy #serennedy #serrennedy #resident evil fanfiction #re2 leon #i hate doing tags

[fandomsallthetime94]

Law next Plz NFSW alphabet

NSFW Alphabet: Trafalgar Law

Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

Usually Law will run a bath to help get you cleaned up. He also usually joins you during the bath

If there isn't a rush, he'll law in bed and cuddle with you for a little while

Body Part (Favorite of theirs/yours)

Law's favorite body part of his is obviously his hands. I mean he is a surgeon of death, so he has pretty steady hands

When it comes to you, he doesn't have a favorite. He loves every single part of you

Cum (Anything to do with cum, honestly)

This man loves releasing his load all over your face and tits. He loves the site of you covered in his cum

Dirty Secret

I feel like Law wouldn't have any dirty secrets. He's very open and honest with you about everything that he does and thinks about

Experience (How experienced are they?)

Law is very experienced

He's had his fair share of women before meeting you

Favorite position

Law definitely likes the missionary position. While it is very vanilla, he loves seeing you underneath him with your knees pushed to your chest

Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous?

It's Law. We all know this man is going to be serious in the moment

He's serious all the time

Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)

Not completely shaven, but well trimmed

Intimacy (How are they during the moment?)

He's very passionate in the moment. It is a great stress reliever and he wants to enjoy every second of it

Jack off

He doesn't do it very often, mostly because he never really has the time

Kink (One or more of their kinks)

The man uses a sword so he definitely has a sword play kink

I feel like Law would also have a praise kink. The man loves hearing you praise him when he's making love to you

Location (Favorite place to do it?)

Believe it or not, his favorite place is on the deck under the stars. It's so peaceful for him

Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You wearing his clothes, even if it's just his hat. That always gets him in the mood

Depending on his mood, however, even just you breathing turns him on

No (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Pegging

Bondage. He really prefers to have your hands all over him and vise versa

Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Law loves both giving and receiving

He is very skilled with his tongue

Pace (Fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Definitely slow and sensual at first, but it ends fast and rough

Quickie (Their opinions, how often, etc)

He loves them. Especially if he has a lot of work to do, he loves to have that short little break in between

Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

He does like to experiment. Different positions and different kinks

Stamina (How many rounds can they go for?)

It definitely depends, but usually Law can go for about 2 or 3 rounds

Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Law doesn't own any

He finds them pointless since he has you and you have him

Unfair (How much do they like to tease?)

Law doesn't do much teasing

You, however, love to tease Law whenever you get the chance

Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Law keeps himself as quiet as he can

But he does make small grunts and moans whenever he is close to cumming

Wild Card (random headcanon)

While Law doesn't show much emotion, the love and affection that he shows you is such an intimate moment between the two of you because its a side of him that is rarely seen

X-Ray (Let's see what's going on under those clothes)

7 inches and girthy

Tip is a lighter color than the shaft

Uncut and veiny

Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Law has a very high sex drive, but he hides it very well

Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards?)

This man doesn't sleep... so you definitely fall asleep first

He loves seeing you sleeping naked in his bed while works at his desk late at night

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[mattsdae]

idk how tumblr works but here’s some of my mattrey opinions

SFW

- ppl always act like trey is the romantic and matt’s the sexual one when i feel it’s the opposite?? like matt has always had very stable and long lasting relationships compared to trey.

- no hate to the dude, but him getting cheated on made him a sleezeball

- i always imagine matt as just.. a guy and trey as the worst person on earth /pos

- like, he was a total womanizer during the 90’s-00’s

- matt is just.. a sweet guy. like he’s the type of dude that i’d bring home to my parents.

- even though matt is a literal sadist (idk where the article is, but during an interview, he talks about how their work environment is ‘like a frat house’ before describing how he forced an intern to eat too much food and they threw up)

- but he also said if he had one sexual superpower it would be to please one woman really well (which is literally the sweetest thing ever)

- he also seems like a lowkey sleeze but he probably grew out of it when he met angela

- also, i’d like to point out how sweet and touchy matt is with angela 💕💕

NSFW

- trey is a freak. like not in a normal ‘i like to be tied up’ type of way.

- he’s the type to describe literal war crimes when telling u about his fantasies.

- matt’s the type to try anything once but isn’t super into any of it

- it can be frustrating not knowing what exactly turns him on, but he’s more turned on by the person he’s with and how attractive they are to him, not what they’re doing.

- he does like getting his hair pulled/played with. that’s literally the only thing that could get him bricked up within seconds.

- trey is noisy as hell

- he just lacks shame, so he makes whatever noise he wants. even if it annoys the shit out of all the neighbors, he’ll still scream ur name if he felt like it

- matt isn’t noisy, but he doesn’t hold back either. he’s naturally kinda quiet other than little grunts or moans.

- trey passes out as soon as he cums. like, it takes about 2 minutes TOPS for him to fall asleep

- like, he’d fall asleep on u if he could

- (he’s tried)

- matt is an aftercare king. warm washcloth to clean you off, a bubble bath to relax and a towel straight out the dryer for when you get out.

- usually u try to do aftercare for him because the first time you tried, he was confused and said that nobody’s given him aftercare before.

- he’s just such a sweet guy when he isn’t skull fucking you until you throw up (sorry if that’s too much)

- kinda random but trey seems like the type to watch insane porn. like the shit that could put you on a watchlist.

- remember the scene where randy is trying to jack off when the internet turned off? that’s what trey’s internet history looks like.

- not even in a horny way, he just thinks its really funny (aka physically repulsive)

- he uses a vpn religiously just bc of the porn

- also kinda random but matt could pull off ‘mean dom’ so well. like, so well you question if he’s really roleplaying or not.

- really good at degrading and humiliating, but only if u ask

- he acts like he only does it because you ask, but let’s be real, he loves treating you like dirt during sex.

- i take back what i said, matt’s also a freak

- not in the same way as trey, but he’s definitely kinky

- he likes being dominate because he gets to be mean. like, he’s genuinely an asshole and loves to make fun of people, so doing that AND getting you off is a win-win

- he also likes acting like he isn’t into it (?). like, he’ll check emails while you give him head, scroll through twitter while you ride his thigh, watch porn while fucking you, the whole nine yards.

- of coarse, he doesn’t really mean it and during normal sex, he looks like he’s on cloud-9 the whole time.

ok that’s all for now, probably gonna flesh out these ideas in the future <3

((edit; accidentally said masochist instead of sadist))

#matt stone #trey parker #mattrey

[lewmagoo]

hmmm work has been stressful lately so just the thought of best friend Rhett noticing and deciding he’s going to treat you on a Friday night. he has a key to your place and lets himself in before you get home. you walk into the most delicious combination of smells filling the house. your favorite dinner, the faint scent of your laundry detergent and Rhett’s woodsy cologne. he’s standing at the stove and doesn’t notice you right away, but when he does he’s fluttering around you, pulling your work shoes off, pressing a drink into your hand and forcing you down the hall to change into comfy clothes. dinner is simple but amazing, you chat while he does the dishes and then he runs you a bath. you pull him in to join you, he tries to protest - there’s always been an almost something between the two of you and as much as he wants it, he feels like it’s not the right time. but you manage to convince him and he joins you. you enjoy the bath and the accompanying sex that follows. that night is soft and slow, learning each other’s bodies and what the other one likes. it’s wonderful, it’s like nothing you’ve ever experienced. you think it’s what people have been talking about when they say they make love. because that’s what it is. love. you fall asleep in each other’s arms, more relaxed and happier than you’ve been in ages. the next morning is just as good. you’re woken up by noise downstairs, you slip on your robe and find him attempting to use the coffee maker - it’s not a fancy one by any means, he’s just always struggling with yours. you’re admiring him from the doorway when you catch a glimpse of the marks on his neck and chest. you know there’s matching ones on his hips, sucking the twin bruises on his pelvis had been a highlight of the night, and just the knowledge that they’re sitting there below his boxers gets you going. you literally jump on him and he’s confused for half a second, scrambling to make sure he doesn’t drop you, before he gets with the program. the morning is opposite of the night before. hot and heavy and just the right amount of rough. you should be worried about your dining room table, but you’ve honestly never liked it all that much so who cares. you start hysterically giggling as the two of you are laying on the tile floor next to your table. “what could possibly be so funny right now, darlin’? you’ve got my cum leaking out of you.” you shake your head, unable to stop. “or did I fuck you dumb baby? huh? you a little stupid because of my cock?” you turn over onto his chest. “I’m happy. and sometimes I get a little giggly after I cum. ya know, if the guy has done his job properly.” he’s smiling up at you. softer than you’ve ever seen him. “well? did I do a good job?” you can’t help it, you press your lips to his, both of you smiling so big it can’t hardly be considered a kiss. “oh yeah, 10/10 would do again. I think you might be up for a promotion actually. how would you like your title changed to boyfriend?”

<3 @callsignspark

i literally have nothing to add to this. it’s perfect the way it is and i also can’t believe you’d come for my dumbification kink like that while simultaneously making me feel soft as hell 😭

#asks #rhett musings

[the-magnificent-otaku-draws]

Hey, I just saw your Ryan and min adopt baby hazel au. I just gotta say is SO cute to make one day! My question to this is....how did Ryan and Min adopt hazel. I'm just curious to know. :3

I'm glad you like it, but its not really a fleshed out AU yet, it's more like little cute ideas I think of randomly. The one thing I am certain of is that Ryan and Min still make music and travel,it's just that they visit home more often. Mainly for holidays but sometimes to just chill at their parents place for a week or two. At the start of the AU they're both pretty new to it so Min-Gi's parents and Ryan's sister help a lot.

Min's parents are pretty nervous at first, they're still getting used to him not following the life path they expected him too, but once they see how clearly dedicated he is and how serious he takes being a father they back him up 100%. They're the type of parents to start suggesting those life plans that are supposed to add money to their kid's bank account as they get older and say they should play classical music for her so she's grows up to be just as smart as he is (Their exact words). They smother her just as much as they did with Ryan and Min,Jeong-ja especially. She brags to her friends that she's the first one to have a granddaughter who's learning so fast and takes as many pictures as she can so she can make sure she's there for EVERY big milestone

Ryan's parents are a little less involved, not because they don't want to be but Ryan is just kind of hesitant to go back to his old home and see them. He felt neglected by them as a kid and he's scared Hazel is gonna get lost in the mix of having so many people in the house. But his mother Yuki is trying to get better. Sometimes she struggles since she's not used to focusing on one kid at once but Hazel likes her. Yuki's awkward quiet is a nice break from all the fussing from everyone else so she ends up falling asleep in her arms a lot. Ryan's dad is actually pretty chill, Ryan doesn't really see it but they're a lot alike so Hazel almost instantly clings to him. His little brothers - Michael and David - are in middle school at this point so they don't really deal with her much. Marie - one of his sisters- says they should get babysitting duty eventually but after David tried to put her bottle in the microwave for 10 minutes instead of 1 it was a hard no

Now Joyce and Marie are the ones who are the second most involved in their families. Marie is the more ''mature'' one, at least she thinks so,she tries to be more practical with Hazel. When Ryan and Min aren't home she's in charge of things like bottles and baths,but she's also the aunt that gets their niece fancy baby clothes that they out grow in like a week. She says she doesn't want her niece to be a fashion disaster like Ryan (Her exact words) so she goes all out,not that Hazel notices. She also tries to get Hazel to say 'auntie' as her first word but she's competing with her sister for that

Joyce is basically the responsible but fun aunt,or she tries to be. She doesn't want to admit it but sometimes she does try to compete with Marie as best aunt, its a sister thing. When she's not doing that she's pretty cool, playing with her and taking her places like the park or the beach. She lets her do more ''risky'' things,which really just means playing anywhere where her clothes might get dirty or she might end up with her tripping over herself. Joyce doesn't let her get seriously hurt though,she just doesn't wanna hold Hazel back from exploring. Most of the time when they can't go out she just talks to her. Sometimes Ryan ends up walking in on Hazel just babbling baby talk and Joyce nodding along and listening like they're in a serious debate. It actually helps her learn how to talk faster than other kids, something Joyce brags about whenever she can

I might make another post talking about the actual dynamic between Ryan,Min and Hazel later on when I do come up with something but lemme know what you think so far

#infinity train #infinity train hbo max #alternate universe #hazel infinity train #au #infinity train hazel #ryan akagi #infinity train au #ryan akagi infinity train #ryan infinity train #infinity train ryan #ryan's sisters #joyce akagi #joyce akagi infinity train #marie akagi #marie akagi infinity train #michael akagi #michael akagi infinity train #david akagi #david akagi infinity train #jeong-ja park #jeong ja park #jeong ja park infinity train #jung hoo #jung hoo infinity train #min gi #min gi's mom #mingi park #min gi park #asks

[bookcalanthedaily]

                       Bring Back What Was Lost 3/???

"I'll get you new clothes soon. And a bath. You need a bath, don't you?" The girl who previously was pale and quiet, seemed to liven up now. The burden of her grandmother being in pain and so close to death now finally gone from her chest. "Oh... Yes...  A bath is certainly due." The Queen answered, still slightly dumbfounded, touching the scar where the wound had been just seconds earlier. Not entirely sure she wasn't dead still as she tried stand back up, but the gravity seemed stronger than her, and she fell right back down to the bed. "Oh, don't stand up yet. You've lost a lot of blood. Guess I should bring you some food first. We... don't have any pheasants here, but I should find a roast venison and some bread." "Pheasant?" The Queen started to shake her head, a soft laughter escaping her. "I would eat the thinnest of oatmeal. But venison and bread would be much better." She closed her eyes, breathing shallow breaths as she started to calm herself, regain the balance. "I'll bring you some. Just... sit still. Okay?" "Hmm." The woman nodded her head. Gods the weight of three days suddenly crushed her, commanding a siege from death's door had taken her for nearly all she had. It was death that she expected to cut the cord of tension and save her, but now she could close her eyes and almost fall asleep. The pain numbed by sheer overwhelming exhaustion. When Ciri returned, the Queen had fallen into a shallow slumber. She sat down at the feet of the bed and finally, she allowed the tears to fall. She sniffled quietly, hoping the sound would not wake the Queen, but it sounded so much like Ciri, sniffling at night when she had a nightmare... “Come here my little princess..." Calanthe whsipered, sitting up... And only then did she realise, that she was no longer back home, with her gradndaughter. The memory of sending Ciri away with the knights coming back, overwhelming her with guilt. "Oh... Sorry, you look so much like her." Ciri's chin trembled when she looked up at her. She remembered wishing to hear her grandmother call her a little princess one more time... She quickly wiped the tears away from her cheeks. "Oh, oh no. I woke you up... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to disturb you." "No... No you did nothing wrong. I must have been dreaming about my granddaughter..." She looked out the window as tears started to form in the emerald green eyes of the lioness... Such a rare sight. She sent Ciri away to save her, but she had been saved instead. It tore at her heart, the same way sending Ciri away did. "Gods... Gods I hope she is alright." She started to also wipe the tears from her eyes, Ciri’s throat squeezing as if someone grabbed it with an invisible hand. To be cared for so much... She stood up and walked over to Calanthe to hold her hand. "She... she will make it." "I sent her away. I sent her away to save her and then you saved me..." She broke, life playing another cruel trick on her it felt. "I-I wouldn't have had them drag her away if I knew you were coming... Gods she must hate me." The pain and anguish of fighting a lost battle for three days finally broke the Queen. Everything and everyone she had ever cared for gone... She truly had nothing left... And Ciri could not stand seeing her like this. She had only ever seen her grandmother cry once and now, seeing it happen again, it hurt her even more.So she wrapped her arms around her neck. Wanting to hold her for at least just a moment. "You couldn't have known. But know that she doesn't hate you. She loves you. More than anything..." The Queen sobbed, as if she wanted to let all the pain out until it felt like she had no tears left to give. "C-can you find her? I would pay... I don't have much to offer, but I would work like a peasant in the fields for my granddaughter, just to know she is safe. Please..." Ciri looked away and shook her head. "I... can't bring her here." She said, looking down. Should she tell her? Should she make herself known? She inhaled deeply.

#story ; bring back what was lost #calanthe #calanthe of cintra #queen calanthe #calanthe fiona riannon #ciri #cirilla #ciri of cintra #cirilla of cintra #cirilla fiona elen riannon #the witcher #the witcher 3 #the witcher 3 edit #the witcher 3 mods #tw3 #tw3edit #wiedźmin #wiedzmin #witcher #the witcher fanfic #the witcher 3 fanfic #the witcher illustrated fanfic #my wriitng

[offbrandhange]

Wedding Day ! | 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

Fluff & NSFW headcanons on your wedding day/night with some of the AOT boys!

! Slight NSFW !

Warnings: Alcohol, mentions of sex, pregnancy. Fem ! reader.

Majority of this is fluff, but there are mentions of !BEEP! sooo yeah.

Characters: Armin, Eren, Erwin, Jean, Levi

a/n: I have to take my SAT tomorrow, please wish your girl good luck for those sweet, sweet good grades....

𝕬𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓 𝕬𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖙 ~

Helps you plan the wedding and possibly loves it even more than you do. He’s a sucker for quality time. 

Armin would prefer a small or medium-sized wedding. If you want a large wedding though, there’s no way he’s holding you back from having it. 

100% a beach wedding. No doubt.

The venue is BEAUTIFUL. Spent countless nights researching and visiting places to make sure you got the best.

Eren is chosen as the best man, although Armin feels guilty for having to pick only one out of all his friends.

On the day of the wedding, Armin is a panicking mess. Eren and Jean literally have to give him a pep talk before he goes to stand at the alter.

Practiced deep breathing techniques before the wedding. Unfortunately, they aren’t working.

When you finally walk down the isle, Armin starts crying softly. Eren put his hand on his shoulder to comfort him......which just made him sob harder. He cried multiple times during the wedding.

Your wedding rings are the set his grandfather and grandmother shared :’)

Specifically told the bartender not to serve Connie and Sasha more than 3 drinks. He doesn’t trust them making their own alcohol-related decisions at his wedding.

Armin isn’t a dancer but....he practiced how to slow dance just for you.

Shy at first when it comes to the more fast-paced dancing, but Jean coaxes him into it, and he ends up having a lot of fun.

The speeches are so nice!!! But mostly because Armin asked Mikasa to read them over before hand to make sure they were okay.

After the wedding ends and everyone has left, you and Armin sit and watch the waves at night.

NSFW below !

The beach was reserved...meaning it is now completely deserted. I am now politely reminding you, Armin is not a saint. Honeymoon sex on the beach, anybody?

The sex is slow and sweet; he takes his time with you and kisses you all over. It’s 100% the definition of, “making love.”

If you’re down for a kid right now, Armin’s down for a kid right now. He WILL try for a baby with you if it’s what you want.

After you made a mess of yourselves in the sand...Armin would probably let you sleep for a little bit as he watched the waves. He doesn’t want it to end yet.

When he’s finally content, he would carry you back to the hotel, trying not to wake you.

Super considerate dusting the sand off you, and then tucking you in bed. He’s totally cuddling you to sleep, too.

𝕰𝖗𝖊𝖓 𝕵𝖆𝖊𝖌𝖊𝖗 ~

Pretty much gives you full control of the wedding planning; he only has a few requests.

Eren would be the type of dude to invite friends, friends of friends, and friends of friends of friends. Your wedding is gonna be packed.

Has no idea what kind of wedding he prefers.

Please, god, don’t let him pick the venue. He will go to the first one, look around, and go, “Yeah, this is pretty nice.” That’s how you’ll end up getting married at an AirBNB with a nice backyard hidden behind the local Walmart.

Doesn’t know if he should make Armin or Zeke the best man, so he flips a coin to decide. It landed on Armin, and from that day on, Zeke was super salty.

Tries to convince you to try on the wedding dress/suit the day before. He can’t sleep that night because he’s so keyed up thinking about how pretty you’ll look.

On the day of the wedding, he’s super fucking ecstatic and practically bouncing all over the place.

Eren would get kind of impatient when waiting at the isle, to the point it would annoy the groomsmen. Jean came so close to saying something but was thankfully stopped by Armin.

When you finally walk down the isle, he’s BEAMING. He tears up a little bit out of happiness, but nothing too extreme.

Armin had to help him pick out the wedding rings otherwise you would’ve ended up with one of those plastic spider rings you win at Chuck e. Cheese’s.

Eren gets so fucking drunk you’re worried you might have to carry him back to the room by the end of the night.

Jean literally nit-picks everything Eren does the whole night....which almost ends up resulting in a drunken bar fight...at your wedding. It ends up fine, though, because Levi and Mikasa step in as bodyguards.

You SWEAR Mikasa is giving you dirty looks. Likewise, Eren SWEARS he’s getting dirty looks from Levi.

He does alright slow-dancing, but is so tipsy and distracted by how attractive you are to him, he’s kinda just....trying his best.

Absolutely OBLITERATES the dance floor when the fast-paced songs come on...

WILD assortment of speeches. Mikasa is crying, Armin’s reading a poem, Floch’s trying to get you to join his cult, Zeke is crying......and Eren is sitting there like, “Is this almost over.” You’d think it was America’s got talent, or something.

When the wedding ends, he 100% drags you to your favorite fast-food restaurant. Still in your wedding attire. Seriously, this dude is crazy, but he’s fun.

NSFW below !

When you get back to the hotel, he lets you eat your food--and then he fucks the shit out of you.

Way, way, way more rough than usual; super passionate sex. Multiple rounds, too. You don’t even KNOW how he has this much stamina by the end of the night.

Not even TRYING to get you pregnant, but his dumbass probably accidentally would.

Good luck trying to walk tomorrow!!!

When he’s finally tired, he is GONE. Like, you could scream bloody-murder and he still wouldn’t wake up.

𝕰𝖗𝖜𝖎𝖓 𝕾𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖍 ~

You can TRY and take that wedding planner from Erwin--the only way he’d give it to you is if you pried it from his cold, dead hand(s).

Tells people he’s married MONTHS before the wedding.

Everyone.....and I mean EVERYONE.....knows you’re getting married. he will walk up to strangers and brag about you.

Erwin invites everyone he sees. Elderly woman crossing the street? Invited. Barista at the coffee shop? Invited. Guy on the bus who offered him a seat? Invited.

All those people attend the wedding, too. Why? Everyone knows and loves Erwin. So when your wedding is literally PACKED with people you have never seen before--you’re only slightly surprised.

You know those reality shows where they have HUGE, expensive weddings? Your wedding would put theirs to shame. Erwin goes ALL OUT.

The venue? A literal castle. How did he manage to book and afford a castle? Don’t question it.

Your wedding dress doesn’t have a budget. Seriously, your wedding is crazy expensive--and straight out of a fairy tale.

You’re pretty sure Levi made himself the best man--and Erwin was fine with it.

Is super excited on the day of the wedding. He knows it’s going to be perfect; he got his eyebrows done just for the occasion.

When you walk down that isle his smile is SO BRIGHT. he is SHINING.

Yeah, those wedding rings? Imported from Italy, plastered with giant, real, diamonds. You will never be able to say Erwin doesn’t spoil you.

Pretty chill wedding, nothing’s too rowdy and everyone’s still having a good time.

Whispers sweet nothings and tells you how happy he is the whole night. He can’t go five minutes without saying, “I love you.”

Just TRY to get him to stop holding your hand; he won’t.

Erwin is so good at slow-dancing??? And he’s so careful with you, too. 100% the one in the lead, but he’s spinning and dipping you so sweetly. Not to mention the way he’s looking at you...

He’s a serious guy a lot of the time, but I honest to god believe in the sweetest way possible, you would genuinely have a really fun time fast-pace dancing with him. You would both be laughing at each other’s moves.

Majority of the speeches are super nice. Hange tried to get Levi to say something, brought him up to the stage and....he starred at the crowd for a couple awkward seconds, then walked off. He conveyed his message through his eyes, I guess?

The wedding is so long you weren’t sure it was ever going to end...

Hotel? Nah he booked that castle, that’s where you’re spending the night...

NSFW below !

You’re fucking in the king bed tonight baby, literally.

Pays attention to your needs/wants the WHOLE NIGHT. Seriously, he’s a soft dom, and makes sure you’re more than satisfied.

Tons of body worship?? He’s so sweet and careful with you.

Erwin secretly really, really wants to give you his babies and start a family with you on the honeymoon. If you’re willing, he will make sure he gets you pregnant; you’re getting no sleep.

After you’re done, he will run you two a bath and clean you off. He adds in a little bonus massage, too.

When you get in bed, he pets your head, cuddling you until you fall asleep. You could’ve sworn you saw him smiling before you drifted off to sleep.

𝕵𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝕶𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖎𝖓 ~

Jean would definitely help you plan the wedding--he values romance a lot, so having the perfect wedding for him and you, is important. He also doesn’t want to put all the weight on you.

Brags to his friends that he’s getting married--they all get tired of hearing about it.

Normal sized wedding--not too many, but not small, either. Lots of family and friends.

The venue is at a barn. Yes, he picked a barn. it’s a nice venue, too; the only problem is that he’s not going to be able to escape those horse jokes.

Marco is chosen as the best man--and when Connie hears about it, he sulks for a few days. He gets over it eventually, though.

He’s kind of nervous the day of--but Marco reassures him and teaches his some deep-breathing techniques.

Keeps his cool until he goes to stand at the alter--and then he’s in full-blown panic mode. “What if I can’t make her happy?” “What if she runs away with Eren?” meanwhile, Eren is standing right there with the other groomsmen, like “wtf?”

When you walk down the isle--he’s super overwhelmed. He feels a huge sense of relief you didn’t ditch him and run away, but also metaphorically hit by a semi-truck of emotions since he realized he’s ACTUALLY getting married. There’s a little bit of happy crying.

His mom picked out your wedding rings; you only find out when she brags about it--and Jean yells at her for telling you.

His wedding gift to you is a giant portrait he drew of you--and on the back, there’s a message in French. He won’t tell you what it says, but you’re pretty sure it’s an oath to love and protect you ‘till the day he dies.

He does pretty well slow-dancing. His mom also mentions he begged her to practice with him so he didn’t mess up.

He’s a little worried about making himself look like a fool dancing in front of you--but for you, he does it anyways; You both laugh your asses off and have a lot of fun.

The speeches make Jean look like he wants to drop dead from embarrassment. He’s not sure what’s worse--Connie and Sasha doing karaoke, Eren making horse jokes, or his mom telling all of his embarrassing baby stories.

After everyone leaves, Jean takes you to look at the animals before you leave, too.

NSFW below !

 As for honeymoon sex; you better not make a horse joke, otherwise you’re getting laid in that fucking barn. Maybe. He threatens that, but you know he wouldn’t want to have sex there on your wedding night. He’s 100% down for another time, though.

A mix of rough and sweet at the same time--he does the right things at the right times.

Is a lot more passionate and soft than usual--very careful with your body, and makes sure to really take everything in; He wants to remember the night for as long as he lives.

Immaculate aftercare; and on top of that, he lets you fall asleep in his arms, occasionally kissing your forehead.

Bonus: he sings you to sleep.

𝕷𝖊𝖛𝖎 𝕬𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓 ~

Lets you plan the wedding, but looks it over and makes sure there’s nothing too crazy happening. He, somehow, is worried you’re going to plan a circus or something else ridiculous to show up.

No one knows you’re getting married until the envelopes are mailed to family and friends. In fact, some people didn’t even know you were together.

Pretty small wedding, it’s mostly people who are very close to you two. It has a very homey-feel.

The venue HAS to be indoors. Levi thinks an outdoor wedding is unsanitary--so you end up getting married in a banquet hall.

Erwin is 1000% the best man. You don’t even have to ask, you already know it’s going to be Erwin.

Is literally shaking and sweating his ass off he’s so nervous the day of the wedding--if anyone asks, though, he swears he is fine. Has no idea it’s completely obvious he’s on the verge of absolutely freaking out.

Erwin and Hange try to get him to relax--but he continues to deny that he is in fact, NOT calm.

When you walk down the isle and he makes eye contact with you--his brain short-circuits. His mind literally stops working and is constantly repeating, “p...p...pre....pretty..” the whole damn time.

Mentally saves the image of you in your dress/suit to use as his motivation to always come home to you.

Tries to remain expressionless, but is literally tomato-red and on the verge of crying; he never thought he’d be able to find happiness--it feels like everything is finally going to be okay. Erwin is smiling like a proud dad, and Hange is trying to suppress their amazement that the dude’s showing emotion.

Your wedding rings are fairly plain--but on the inside of the bands, both of your names are etched.

He won’t read the vows out loud, he simply hands you a letter and tells you to read it another time.

When the time comes to kiss--Levi literally hides behind you and shyly pulls you in. The view the audience gets is your back--and they aren’t sure whether to clap or not.

Your wedding gift to him was a giant assortment of different teas--and he genuinely seemed really excited to try them. He didn’t realize it, but when he mentioned tasting them, he said, “with you” at the end.

Has no idea how to slow dance. Erwin tried to help him, but it didn’t do much, so you teach him on the spot. Your first dance, he concentrates really hard on not messing up, eyebrows furrowed and all.

Doesn’t know how to dance fast-pace either, in fact, he’s pretty confused. You have to grab the man and force him out of his comfort zone, spinning him and all. Hange and the Survey Corp members are laughing their ass off at his bewildered face.

The speeches went pretty well--except for when Hange didn’t stop talking; Levi threatened to force them off the stage, and you don’t think he was joking.

The wedding was fairly short--but only because Levi rushed everyone home; he just wanted to drag you off and keep you to himself for the rest of the day.

After the wedding, he takes you to a spot nearby to watch the sunset. He has a soft smile, and you can tell he’s genuinely happy.

You take HIM back to the hotel--he would’ve been fine staying there just a little longer, in the peace of it all.

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You’re literally taking his virginity. He saved himself for marriage; he wanted to make sure he gave himself to the right person.

Very nervous--and kind of insecure, too. He isn’t sure what you’ll think of him, and he’s worried about you seeing his scars. He STILL isn’t completely convinced you really want him.

Lots of body worship and reassuring him; he melts at your touch.

Once he gets comfortable and into it, he repeats “I love you” a lot.

He doesn’t last very long...but keeps going until you get off, too. He’s still a little confused by everything, so you have to teach him.

He’s half asleep after cumming--but still insists the two of you need to get in the shower.

Was too tired to stand, so you took a bath together instead. He falls asleep, leaning on you, when you massage his head.

You end up being unable to wake him up--the man is dead tired from not only sleep deprivation, the long day, but also his first time.

You can’t get him out of the bathtub, either--he’s too bulky to lift. You expected him to be much lighter due to his height, but his muscle makes him a lot more heavy.

Hange and Erwin have to be called to haul his ass--naked--out of the tub and into the bed. Hange is of no help since they’re laughing so hard--and Erwin is helping, but trying so hard not to break face and laugh too.

After they leave, you cover him up and cuddle into his frame; you could swear you heard a quiet, “thank you.”

#levi #levi ackerman #levi ackerman headcannon #levi ackerman headcanons #levi x reader #eren #eren jaeger #eren headcanons #eren x reader #eren jeager fluff #eren jeager headcanons #eren jeager x reader #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschtein headcanons #jean kirschtein scenarios #erwin smith #erwin smith headcanons #armin headcanons #armin arlet headcanons #armin arlet fluff #armin arlet x reader #levi fluff #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #snk imagines #aot imagines #aot headcanons #snk headcanons #levi headcanons #armin x reader

[bellesowl]

kiss and make up

- multiple characters 

⤷ atsumu, sakusa

genre: (an attempt at) angst to fluff ; established relationship, timeskip 

synopsis: in which you have an almost relationship-ending argument

word count: 2.1k total - about 1k each

warnings: fighting (obv), being called a burden, the boys are kinda mean but they make up for it i swear

- a/n: tbh i was kinda getting sick of writing just fluff so i wanted to spice it up a lil! if this sucks i’m probably going to stick to fluff fics but i think it should be fine? this one also only has 2 characs cause idk how i would be at writing angst LMAO if this does well enough i’ll post the one i have written w kuroo and iwa <3 but i feel like this kinda sucks so oh well

- thank u @kybabi for beta-ing <3

- miya atsumu

you n atsumu have been together since high school which is why you’ve always been inseparable

you went to the same college & moved in together right after, but once he got his job with the jackals, he insisted that you didn’t work and focused on getting your master’s degree

you reluctantly agreed, if only to be able finish & earn your phd soon after

because atsumu is always busy, it’s kinda become commonplace for you to do the chores around the house- like doing the laundry or washing the dishes or cooking dinner for him

but it’s gotten to the point where he expects it

atsumu sighs, unlocking the door to your shared apartment. today’s practice was rough, it was a day of hard conditioning and bad sets and he wanted nothing more than a good meal and to cuddle. the first thing he noticed when he walked in was the mess. instant ramen bowls were scattered everywhere, empty coke cans and dirty napkins were all over the floor, and there you were, in the eye of the hurricane. the second thing he noticed was that there was no homecooked meal.

surprised, he walks into the dining room to see you, furiously typing away at your laptop with four different books surrounding you. you hear his footsteps and look up.

“hey baby! how was practice?” you ask with a smile

atsumu grunts in reply and gestures toward the kitchen, “so.. what’s for dinner babe?”

your eyes widen, “oh shoot! i’m sorry, i was so busy studying for this final that i forgot to cook. do you mind-“ you stop when you see him roll his eyes and head out.

“um, where are you going? you just got home?” you ask, following him.

“out. i have to get food somehow” he replies, “especially because my useless s/o can’t cook a goddamn meal for me” he mutters under his breath

you stop in shock because did he really just say that?

“i’m sorry, i don’t think i heard you right.” you start but he interrupts you

“i said, i have to go get food because someone is too busy to cook a goddamn meal. what do you even do anyways- well, besides spend my money? the least you can do is cook for me, god.” he finally turns to look at you but he feels his heart stop at the look on your face.

not wanting to escalate the situation any further, you try to calm him down, “tsum, hey, i’m sorry i forgot to cook okay? this is my last final before the year ends and i just can’t afford to fail it, so i’ve been studying all day. if you come back to the kitchen, i’ll make you something, okay?”

“i don’t want to eat your half assed attempt at a meal, y/n. the whole point is that you couldn’t get off your ass for an hour to cook when i make the money, i paid for the apartment, hell, i’m even paying for your school! is it really too much to ask for you to stop being such a burden and cook and clean everyday?” he fumed.

you gape at him, shocked that he would even say that. to hell with not escalating things

“at least i want to do something more with my life than hit balls around and retire at 35” you hiss, “and i do everything in this house! i do the laundry, i clean the bathroom, i cook - i do all the things you refuse to. and do i complain? no. i offered to get a job but you refused.”

you turn around to grab your laptop and your textbooks, “just- just do whatever the hell you want to, atsumu.” and with that you walk out the door.

atsumu’s heart drops when he realizes that you actually left. sure, you’ve had arguments here and there, but you’ve never left. he pulls out his phone to call you when he sees you’ve left yours on the counter. knowing there’s nothing to do but wait at this point, he begins to clean up and calls osamu over.

-

it’s already 3 am when you walk back into your apartment, and you blink multiple times when you open the door. it’s ... clean? you’re sure it was a mess when you left, so how would it be clean? you sigh, too tired to think about it more and walk into the kitchen. your eyes widen at the sight. not only is your favorite food on the stove, but there your boyfriend is, asleep on the dining table. you smile slightly, well that explains things.

“ ‘’mu, hey, wake up babe.” you kiss him lightly and shake him.

he grunts and sits up, “baby! i’m so so sorry for what i said. you are in no way, shape, or form a burden, i have no clue why i said that. today’s practice was just really tiring, but i know i shouldn’t have taken it out on you. just please-” he sighs, “just please don’t leave me again.”

your heart breaks your teary eyed boyfriend. “shh, of course baby. i’ll never leave you again okay?” you say, tugging on his arm, “cmon babe, let’s go to bed, okay?”

“mm okay my love.” he replies and practically pulls you into bed. “i love you, okay?”

“i love you too baby.” you reply

“to the moon and back?” he asks

“yeah, and to infinity and beyond.” you reply, your lack of sleep hitting you hard

“oh, i didn’t know i was dating buzz lightyear”

you let out a loud laugh and just like that you both fall into the same routine, love radiating off both of you in waves.

- sakusa kiyoomi

dating sakusa was,, challenging

it definitely took him a while to get comfortable with you

so you guys have been dating for a couple years now, and at this point he’s def clingy

however there still moments when he reverts to his old self

this just happened to be one of those times

“OUT! AND JUST LIKE THAT, EJP RAIJIN TAKES THE WIN AGAINST THE BLACK JACKALS!”

the stadium is silent before the ejp cheering section erupts in cheers. you stay silent, watching your team below. you watch as sakusa stills, still in disbelief. you make your way down, practically sprinting to your boyfriend.

he sees you on the sideline and makes his way over to you. you put on your biggest smile and attempt to make him feel better.

“you did great, kiyo! you’ll get them next time, yeah?” you beam, knowing how hard he’s been training to beat his cousin

he eyes you warily, not knowing what to say.

usually, sakusa gets pretty clingy after games, so you you move to give him a hug.

“don’t touch me” he barked, jerking away from you. “if you hadn’t been distracting me, we would’ve won.”

you stare at him, refusing to let the tears flow. you both turn when you hear a certain setter yelling at the opposing middle and you sigh.

“um, okay then. i’ll see you at home, yeah?” you ask

sakusa merely nods and makes his way over to his teammates. you look around to see if anyone saw what just happened and you lock eyes with your boyfriend’s cousin, who walks over.

“congrats on the win komori! you guys did so well!” you cheered

“thanks, y/n! and i’m sorry about kiyoomi. i’m sure you know he gets that way sometimes.” he explains

you smile and shake your head, saying that you’re used to it and you both bid your farewells. as you walk out of the stadium, you think back to how your boyfriend, the one person you loved with everything you had in you, utterly embarrassed you in front of his whole team. before you know it, silent tears start streaming down your face. 

you enter your home and immediately rush to the bathroom. you draw yourself a bath and make some dinner while waiting. you assume that kiyoomi wouldn’t be home to have dinner with you anyways- and now that you think about it, you can’t remember the last time you had dinner together. after you finish your bath and eat your dinner, you decide to wait up for boyfriend and watch a couple episodes of your favorite show to pass the time. 

-

kiyoomi walks into his apartment at around 1 am, completely and utterly exhausted. he kicks his shoes off and drops his bag on the floor. The rustling rouses you from sleep and you sit up.

“hey kiyo” you say with a yawn, “where’ve you been all night?” 

sakusa ignores you in favor of getting ready for bed and you frown when he brushes past you. 

“kiyo, babe, what’s wrong? you’ve been ignoring me all night and i-” you start but he interrupts you before you can finish. 

“god, just shut up, y/n. can’t you tell i don’t want to talk to you right now? i’ve already had the worst day, i don’t need you making it any worse.” he snaps

"kiyoomi, look, i understand you’re upset but you shouldn’t take it out on me.” you reason, reaching out towards him, “listen, i’m here if you wanna-” 

“i said, do not touch me.” he seethes. “you are so fucking clingy y/n, lord, let me breathe a little.”

with those words, you explode. “you know what, sakusa,” he flinches when he hears his last name come out of your mouth, “i think i have the right to want to spend some time with my boyfriend! i haven’t seen you in god knows how long- you leave before i wake up and i fall asleep in an empty bed. i’ve been working my ass off to get some time off to watch your stupid volleyball game and what do you do? you embarrass me in front of your whole team!”

you sigh, wiping away the tears that continue that continue to fall. “listen, i don’t want to fight right now. i’m going to go stay at a friend’s house for the night, alright? i’ll see you tomorrow” you say, grabbing your purse. “if you’re even home tomorrow,” you add under your breath.

sakusa is in shock. the moment he saw your tears start to spill, he felt an undeniable and unrelenting ache in his chest that only seemed to grow with every work that came out of your mouth. and when the door shut? sakusa fell on his knees, his heart dropping. he truly couldn’t believe he said that to you. now all he had to do was wait till you got home.

-

2:38 pm - you check the time on your phone before pulling out your keys. you hope you made the right move, choosing to come back home while kiyoomi was still at practice. you open the door and the sight causes your eyes to widen.

there, on the couch with your favorite flowers in hand, is your boyfriend. he hears the door open and stands up abruptly.

“y/n, my love, i am so sorry. i truly cannot express how horrible i feel, and i cannot begin to understand how you feel.” he takes a deep breath, seemingly holding back tears. “i- i do love you. i love you more than i’ve ever loved anyone in my entire life. i know i’m not the best at expressing it, but you mean the world to me- no, you are my world. without you, i don’t know what i would do. so please-” his voice cracks, “just, please give me another chance?”

you run towards your boyfriend, practically tackling him. “kiyo, baby, of course. i love you too, you know? you just can’t do that anymore, yeah? you shouldn’t feel like you have the right to embarrass me just because you had a bad day. and please, don’t call me clingy? i know i do stick to you like glue sometimes, but that’s just because i never see you anymore.” you reply.

“that will all change, darling.” he answers sincerely, “i’ll make more time for you, i swear. in fact, i’ll take the week off, how does that sound?” at the sight of your smile, he relaxes.

“that sounds wonderful, yoomi.” you answer

sakusa feels the weight that’s been dragging him down lift and he realizes the effect you have on him- you’re his breath of fresh air. he also realizes how utterly idiotic it was to push away the one person who could make him feel better.

it’s fine, he reasons, he’ll just never make that mistake again. he swears it.

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#Concept: Nightly routine with y/n and Harry- parents of two little babies.

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Night Routine

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“But I want to take a beth with him, daddy,” Cecília whined to Harry, while he undressed her, putting her new pajamas and towel on the bathroom counter.

“My little darling, he is still little, he can’t take bath with you,” Harry explained, taking Cecí on his lap and putting her inside the warm tub, handing her some of her favorite toys. “Lorenzo is just 6 months, he’s not as big as you.”

Harry made a bowl with his hands, wetting her curly hair and applying shampoo, a pout still on her face. “Please, daddy?” she said, her chubby hand grabbing his arm. Cecí had already mastered her puppy eyes technique, and she knew how much her dad had a weak spot for her.

“Alright, alright,” He finally gave in, “but he will stay outside of the tub, he doesn’t know how to sit by himself.”

“Thank you, daddy!” The girl splashed water around in excitement, which made Harry smile. That’s how he always wanted to see her: happy and healthy.

Harry went to the door, keeping an eye on the girl in the tub. “Baby? Are you done nursing? Cecí wants to see Lorenzo,” he tried to call his wife as loud as he could while being mindful of Lorenzo, who could be asleep by now. He never wanted to alarm any of him or Cecília with his loud voice.

In a matter of seconds, Y/n appeared in the hallway, a confused expression on her face while Lorenzo was calmly laying down on her arms, his little hands resting on Y/n’s shoulders. “What’s wrong? Why does she want to see him? We just had diner together,” she asked, heading in Harry’s direction.

“I’m not sure, guess she just missed him,” Harry answered, giving his wife a kiss on the forehead and bending down to talk to a very awake Lorenzo. “But who wouldn’t miss you, huh? Such a cutie, right buddy?” he was aware that using a baby voice wasn’t the best, but he couldn’t help, Lorenzo was just extremely adorable.

“Mommy! Enzo!” Cecília called, from the opposite side of the bathroom, “come here mommy, miss you too.”

Y/n sat on the bathroom floor, Lorenzo still with her. “Hey, my heart, having a good bath with daddy?” she asked at the same time Harry sat down by her side and hugged her from the side, laying his chin on her head.

“Yeah! Daddy always let me play,” Cecília took one of the yellow ducks and showed her mom, “This is Mc Duck.”

“Wow, he’s a very beautiful duck isn’t he?” She asked, giving Lorenzo to Harry while kneeling near the bathtub since Cecí still had to wash her hair, Y/n gently took the excess of shampoo from the girl’s hair, while Harry tried to keep Lorenzo entertained by singing him a silly song.

“He is, I love yellow,” the little girl admitted, “I think Lorenzo loves yellows too.”

“And why do you think that, Cecí?” Harry asked amused while pretending to eat the boy’s fingers.

“Because we’re are best friends,” She said as if the answer was obvious, “and friends like the same things.” Y/n and Harry looked at each other and laughed, for a five-year-old girl she knew a lot about relationships.

“Oh, how do you know that?” Y/n asked, finishing washing her hair, letting Cecília enjoy her time in the bath.

“Because you and daddy are best friends, you wear the same clothes sometimes, listen to the same music, and watch the same movies,” with every new topic she would count down on her fingers, it was quite a comical sight.

Harry’s chuckle filled the room, the baby on his lap giggled too. “Well, my little lady, you are right. But friends can also like different things, too,” he told her. “Me and mommy like a lot of similar things, but we also have our preferences.”

“Exactly, daddy loves bananas, but I don’t” y/n complemented, getting Cecília out of the tub, helping her into some warm clothes, “I don’t like to work out, but your dad always wakes up early to go for a run, see? We like different things but we still love each other.”

Harry got up from the floor, rocking Lorenzo softly, his heavy eyes indicating how sleepy the baby was. He took the combing cream in his hand and began combing Cecília’s curls with one hand, while his other arm held Lorenzo. Being a father of two made him very talented at doing two things at the same time. While he did that, Y/n was getting Cecí’s toothpaste ready.

“Daddy, do you love mommy even if she doesn’t go running with you?” Cecí asked, before opening her mouth so Y/n could brush her teeth. Normally they would let Cecília do it by herself, with their supervision, but it was already late and the couple desperately needed to get the children to bed, or else their routine would be messed up. Good thing Lorenzo seemed to be falling asleep already.

“Of course I do! We don’t love people just because they do the same things we do, we love people because they are kind and respectful to us, yeah?” Harry said, looking at Y/n and blowing her a kiss. This is what he loved the most about parenthood: watching the kids growing into their best version.

Parenting was made in many different ways, but the couple especially loved having these kinds of conversations. Even though Cecília was still young, she was already beginning to comprehend what love and friendships were, and Harry and Y/n had the privilege to teach her that.

Harry finished her hair, putting the brush and the products in their place under the sink while Y/n put on some socks on Cecí’s feet, the little girl was yawning, seeming tired. Lorenzo started to fussy on Harry’s arms.

“Guess it’s time to sleep, huh?” Harry said, caressing Cecílias head, “Tired, my baby? Want daddy to read a bedtime story to you? Or do you want mommy?” At the same time he mentioned Y/n, Lorenzo started to soft cry. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Harry asked, looking down at the upset’s baby face.”

Y/n took his from Harry’s arms, cuddling him closer to her chest, “What do you want, Enzo? Mommy just fed you” she looked at her husband, “I’ll nurse him again on the bed, he’s probably just a bit agitated, will you put her to sleep?”

“Yeah, of course.”

The woman kissed Cecília on the forehead, “have a good night, ok, baby? Mommy will take you to the playground tomorrow, alright?”

“Ok mommy, I love you and little bro too,” she said, giving a hug to her mom before she disappeared through the door with the crying baby.

Harry took Cecília by her small hand, leading them to her room, just by the side of the main suite, where the couple slept. He guided the little girl to her bed, giving her all of her favorite stuffed animals, and covered Cecília in her Lilac duvet.

“What story do you want today?

“The pirate one, please,” she asked, laying her head on the pillow as Harry went to her bookshelf, picking the one with the title Pirate’s cove. He sat by the end of the bed and began telling the story.

“I have a story for you, a story of untold riches and a young lad who found them. And who am I, you ask? Well, I am the spirit of the sand-dollar, a pirate and a buccaneer, Captain of the seahorse, the finest ship to ever sail the seven seas…”

Harry would occasionally stop to answer any questions Cecília had, but after 15 minutes he was done with the book and the girl was fast asleep, hugging tight to her little lamb. He made sure she was tucked in and turned off the lights (besides the one on the side of Cecília’s bed, she was scared to sleep in a pitch-black room), he closed the door and headed to his bedroom.

To Harry’s surprise, Lorenzo was sleeping in his bassinet by the side of the mattress. He usually would sleep in his nursery, but today just seemed like an off day to the little boy. Harry got closer to him, stroking the chubby cheeks, “Oh my little bug, did mommy let you sleep here with us? You’re not feeling fine?”

“I think he’s teething,” Y/n said in a raspy voice, taking her head from the pillow, “he’s even a bit warmer than usual, I think his gums are itching.”

“My poor baby,” Harry mumbled, turning his head to Y/n, “I hate seeing him upset, maybe we could make some homemade Popsicle, it helped when Cecília was teething.”

“Yeah, we can try that, we can make them tomorrow.” she patted the mattress, “now please come to bed, he did a number on me, I’m so tired.”

“Alright baby,” Harry took off his shirt, standing only in sweatpants, he went to the bed, laying by Y/n side, one arm hooked on her waist as she cuddled to him, placing her head on his shoulder.

“I’m so lucky to have you,” Y/n said against his neck.

“Oh baby, I am the lu--”

“--I mean, how many husbands would still love their wives even if they wouldn’t go jogging at 6 in the morning?” she said teasingly, her giggles reaching his ear.

He rolled his eyes playfully, “you are making a lot of jokes for someone who is tired,” he kissed her temple. “I’m gonna wake you up at 5 am tomorrow, so we can be fitness together.”

“Don’t you dare! You do that and your plan of being a father to three it’s over.”

“Damn sweetheart, that’s not very nice, huh?”

“You’re the one who started,” she said, before closing her eyes, snuggling to Harry’s body. The man placed a hand on her belly, falling asleep minutes later.

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