#This keeps happening and it keeps being funny
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May I ask for all SVT reaction for their S/O who likes to touch/grab their butt randomly🙏🏻
18+ / mdi
their s/o grabbing their butt randomly
content: established relationship implied,
wc: 710
a/n: they're all obsessed with each other's butts so this would be just another tuesday afternoon to them
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seungcheol -
the same way that he looks in mock disappointment at carats whenever they look at his butt, he'd react the same when you try to touch or grab at his butt. he'd find it amusing and cute how obsessed with his ass you were, but he'd never let you know that.
jeonghan -
uses his kindergarten teacher voice to scold you any time your hands landed there, but would never actually stop you bc he loves any type of physical touch (specially if it comes from you). would grab your butt in retaliation or even yells out his usual 'eyyyy' to embarrass you any time you grabbed at him.
joshua -
teases you about it and turns it on you, calling you a pervert or calling you out for being obsessed with him. despite this, he'd never react negatively to you grabbing at him, finding it too amusing. when no one was looking, he'd do it back to you in retaliation.
jun -
gasps in shock whenever you do it, somehow never expecting it. always very sheepish about it, blushing and looking around to make sure no one saw (even when you were in private lol). too shy to do the same to you, but never actually stops you from doing it.
soonyoung -
a shy giggly mess any time you did it. kind of low-key loves it cuz he loves the attention you give him. would be too shy to do it back to you, but would feed into it every time. any time you have your hands on him is just a win to him.
wonwoo -
he has no ass there is nothing to grab at he'd be surprised the first few times you did it but would begin finding it cute how into touching/slapping his butt you were. he'd pretty much let you get away with anything bc of how into you he is.
jihoon -
he'd react the same way he does when dk tries to kiss him. he'd draw back and pull back every time, a sheepish smile on his face as he did so. would find your insistence endearing and would play around with it, groaning lightheartedly any time your hands actually landed on his ass.
seokmin -
at first he'd be very shy about it, but over time he'd find it cute and funny and even play into it. he'd even twerk for you or lean over to incite you into grabbing at it or even jokingly spanking it. at some point he'd even encourage you to do the same things, attempting to teach you to twerk (seokmin really seems to find butts funny(???) so i could literally go on forever lol)
mingyu -
acts so scandalized whenever your hands go south, gasping loudly to let everyone know what you were up to, leaving you to be embarrassed at your acts. in other situations, he'd retaliate by grabbing at your ass himself, giving you a taste of your own medicine.
minghao -
would scold you lightheartedly any time your hands made their way to his ass, tsk'ing at you and telling you to have manners and keep your hands to yourself! he wouldn't actually mean this but just play around with you by scolding you.
seungkwan -
scandalized like crazy!!! he knows he has a nice butt (everyone lets him know), but whatever happened to manners!!! why would you be so crass as to grab him there so casually, especially around others?? however, he wouldnt be genuinely bothered by it, he'd just like to be dramatic about it lol
vernon -
surprised at first but eventually just gets uses to it. he's your boyfriend so he reasons that he's there for your entertainment; for you to grab at and touch in any way you so wished. very entertained by how into grabbing his butt you were, but never actually comments on it.
chan -
he's so quick on his feet when it comes to playing around, i think he'd immediately play into it and even show off to you to get you to grab at him more, causing you both to laugh. this would become a common occurrence between you two and even an inside joke where he'd publicly embarrass you by asking you why you were sooo obsessed with his butt.
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Puffing Past Your Prime
Oh man, Zach just loved whenever this happened! Ever since their social media app took off and reached top 5 most downloaded in the whole country people started inviting him to spots like this all the time. Was this one some posh restaurant? Cafe? Gentleman's club? Honestly, he had no idea, he simply received an email the other day from one of their investors that the people here asked about him and would like him to become a regular member.
Naturally Zach had zero real interest in bougie crap like that, but usually he actually found it kind of funny to see the reactions of all those stuck up old men in suits whenever they saw him strutting into their elite clubs wearing nothing other than a t-shirt and a pair of old jeans with holes in them. More than once some of those pricks even tried to have him kicked out. But the staff at establishments like this seemed to be quite good at keeping tabs on the guests’ net worth so often they ended up sucking up to him rather than the old farts.
The waiters here were giving off a somewhat different vibe though… If Zach hadn't noticed that those few men who were always on the move, carrying trays around were wearing bow ties rather than neckties, he definitely wouldn't have been able to tell them apart from the regular guests! Places like this often looked kind of samey with everyone being old and wearing boring suits, but this was like a whole next level!
Zach had only just realized, but holy crap, there hasn't been a single person in the entire room who didn't have a ridiculously huge beard! He hadn't shaved since last week so technically maybe he was included in this, but his definitely wasn't as grey or white as theirs! The shades of their beards, the levels of baldness and the colors of their suits was pretty much the only thing that differentiated each one of them!
But one other interesting thing was that they were all smoking pipes! Even the waiters were having a puff while moving around and chatting with the guests. Did Mike forget to mention that this was some super exclusive spot for pipe smokers? Whatever… honestly, the thing that Zach found the most annoying was how nobody seemed to be paying much attention to him here. He purposely tried to be as loud and obnoxious as possible, unmuting his phone and playing that dumb farming video game that was right ahead of them in most app stores. Yet even then, the best reaction he got was some of them briefly looking at him with amused faces for a moment before returning to their previous activities and conversations.
“Good day, I sincerely apologize for the delay in attending to you Mr Bennett. My name is Theodore and I am the director of hospitality at our establishment. We are so delighted that you could pay us a visit today. I assure you that our staff will do everything in our power to make your induction to the club a truly exceptional experience!”
Just when Zach was starting to consider bailing out of here those two guys appeared right in front of him seemingly out of nowhere! The one speaking in an eloquent and surprisingly resonant voice was ridiculously huge, tall as hell, with a colossal belly like pretty much all of them. While somewhat shorter yet definitely still quite decently overweight one, standing a few steps behind him must have been a subordinate of his.
Zach began to explain that this was a misunderstanding because he had no interest whatsoever in joining their club or anything, but despite the very hospitable and eloquent welcome neither of them seemed to be paying much attention to whatever he said as they talked between each other.
“Shall I fetch one of the pipes, Sir?”
“Oh, naturally Sebastian, forthwith!”
“What kind, Sir?”
“Mmm… I surmise that one of the sluttier variety might be the most suitable for Mr Bennett, then he will naturally feel inclined to introduce numerous new, virile members to our association so they could fuck his slutty hole on the regular. Oh… one moment… yes, while I would certainly prefer him on the heavyset side so that ass of his grows truly colossal, why don't we also make him into a bit of a cum guzzling cock whore while we’re at it? Let's ensure that he always has either the stem of a pipe or a huge, turgid fuckstick between his lips! Do you think you can find a suitable one Sebastian?”
“Certainly Sir, I will return with one promptly!”
Hearing this guy say all those perverted, ridiculous things in the exact, same cultivated and graceful Männer as if he was some kind of a sommelier talking about an expensive bottle of wine would have been quite hilarious if his body language didn't make it immediately obvious that he wasn't planning on letting Zach leave until the other waiter was back. It was only now that all those old farts who were sitting all around were finally turning their heads towards him, watching the scene with utmost fascination.
Zach shouted at them to get the security because this guy was totally crazy but nobody budged at all. Rather than being concerned they seemed to find him freaking out so much more endearing than anything. When it became clear that they were all in on it too, Zach pulled out his phone and warned that huge guy that if he didn't let him go, he would call the cops.
Only then, something that temporarily broke Zach's brain proceeded to take place. Theodore took a deep puff from his pipe and then exhaled a tiny cloud of smoke towards Zach's hand that was holding the phone. It was just small enough to completely obscure it and even though Zach knew it was merely just smoke he instinctively tried to clutch the phone tighter within his fingers, only to find them clenching into fist! What the hell?! He waved the smoke away but his hand was completely empty!!!
“What the fuck?! How did you do that?!”
“Please Mr Bennett, turning a cellphone into a puff of smoke is merely a small parlor trick. Very soon you will have a chance to witness a far more impressive metamorphosis… Oh, would you look at that, Sebastian is already approaching with your pipe right on time!”
At that moment Zach remembered thinking it was kind of strange how this guy phrased it as ‘his pipe’ but as he caught a glimpse of what the other waiter was carrying on a tray, he understood straight away. It stood there, right on top of a highly adorned, golden stand, his pipe! It was like love at first sight. He never even thought about smoking one before but now they were going to be, no, they already were, completely inseparable! Its stem was placed between his teeth first thing in the morning and only left its rightful spot when he was ready to fall asleep!
A jovial, cheerful laughter spread across the room at the immediate change in Zach's demeanor as though all those men were now recalling some very fond memory of their own. On some level he understood that what was going on right now was totally crazy, but as if under some kind of a magical spell, he couldn't help himself when Theodore offered the pipe to him.
Even thanking the man when he offered him a lit match so he could puff the pipe to life. Which Zach proceeded to do without a slightest hitch like a seasoned smoker. That also surprised him, but there wasn't much of a chance to ask himself why he knew how to do it so expertly because as soon as it was lit, he found himself greedily sucking on the stem and moaning in blissful pleasure.
Oh gosh, he knew that this was his first time ever, but he felt like a drug addict getting his fix. It was just delightful, such a rich flavor! Sebastian always picked out only the finest tobacco! Zach moaned again, he was in heaven, his head was swimming as he started feeling warm and so… profoundly turned on! If he hadn't been in public, he would have already been reaching for his cock, but then again, so many of the men sitting around them already had theirs out and were merrily stroking while laying back in their big, leather armchairs and puffing along.
Sebastian was pitching a huge tent in his slacks and even Theodore was fondling himself with a satisfied smile. Zach noticed that, the first thought that popped into his head was how much he hoped they would pull them out soon so he could suck them both dry the moment he was finished with this bowl. Mmm, he just loved sucking off the other sexy gents at the club, he was such a cum guzzling cock whore and absolutely proud of it!
Zach was just about to ask them to stop teasing him and whip them out next when he suddenly realized that he'd heard those words before. ‘Cum guzzling cock whore', that's what Theodore had said when he was instructing Sebastian what pipe he should fetch! Holy shit!
Now that the shivers started running down his spine at the terrifying, unbelievable implications of all of this and the abrupt shock partially outweighed the still persisting horniness flooding his head. Zach had the chance to take notice of just how uncomfortably tight his clothes were feeling right now. He'd managed to peel his eyes away from the bearded waiters’ sizable bulges, only to immediately regret it as he discovered a massive gut sticking out from underneath his shirt.
Not only was it extremely hirsute, but all of the body fur was completely white! It made him look like some ridiculously fat grandpa! His shirt was rolling up so much that it could be mistaken for the top half of a bikini, which seemed awfully suitable because Zach could see it stretching over a pair of absolutely enormous man boobs!
As his eyes grew wide in disbelief, he instinctively took a deep puff from the pipe to calm his nerves, only to find the belly instantaneously swelling even further in size. The shirt splitting at the front and letting his huge, chubby tits to flop down on it like on top of a wide, spacious shelf. God… he was so fucking hot! Those were the first words that appeared in Zach's head, and for the life of him, he couldn't bring himself to deny them.
Somehow in mere moments since putting this pipe in his mouth, an old, fat, bearded man became his absolute ideal of beauty. Zach saw how wonderfully chubby his fingers were now and after admiring the soft, white hairs growing on each knuckle, brought them closer to his mouth. Much to his delight he discovered it surrounded by copious amounts of silky, delicate facial fur. He took a deep inhale and then began gently blowing the smoke into his palm, as if trying to catch it and massage it into his beard. Loving the feeling of it growing longer and more luxuriant between his fingers. Oh god… what was happening to him?! Why couldn't he stop?!
“What the fuck have you done to me?!”
Zach cried out before inevitably returning to exploring his growing and expanding body practically right away. One hand caressing his belly while the other reached for his swollen cock, completely overcome by pleasure.
“Nothing that any of us hadn't experienced when we were first initiated into the club, Mr Bennett. It is quite an honor, while our plans are to ideally connect all men worldwide to their destined pipes one day, understandably we first needed to prioritize those with the means to help us achieve that goal…”
He instantly understood why those bastards had invited him here. It was about his social media site! They wanted to use it to spread this shit… and make more sexy, pipe smoking gents… Zach felt a sinking feeling in his stomach when he realized that he was already thinking of all the different features they could implement in the future to spark an interest in their pipes in every single man who had ever registered. And he knew that once they had their first puff, it would then remain as their habit forever.
No… he couldn’t… and yet he was tugging on his cock even faster now, taking deeper and deeper puffs of smoke, finding it so marvelous how those big, hazy plumes were slowly escaping from between his lips whenever he parted them. He was sure that his users were going to find it just as enchanting too once he tweaks the algorithm a little and makes sure that their feeds are filled with nothing but videos and pictures of sexy, bearded gents having a puff as they play with their meat.
The temptation to join them soon becoming truly irresistible, but for that they will of course need a pipe of their own. Zachary moaned in profound arousal, knowing full well that even if a few were to, by some miracle manage to keep themselves from outright ordering one free of charge from their special internet store, they still had collected enough metadata on all of them to ensure that one would be waiting at their doorstep the following day anyway.
Mmm… Zachary couldn’t take this… he began picturing all those mesmerizing, big bellied, bearded gentlemen with their pipes! First filling the feeds of his website, then the streets of the cities all around the globe… introducing everyone they knew into this lovely habit… the biggest cloud of smoke yet had erupted from his mouth as he moaned deeply, his stubby cock twitching and spraying his massive, hairy thighs with creamy, white seed. And he simply could not wait to suck them all off one by one!
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Zachary was quite amused to find himself back right in his personal office. Of course nobody from among his colleagues had recognized him, but when he suddenly stepped out of the elevator wearing this expensive looking, extravagant suit and holding a heavy suitcase, they must have assumed he was an important investor and asked him to wait for someone right here since, as he very well knew, that one room was still by far the most presentable part of the entire workplace that hadn’t changed much from the days when they were only a small start up.
Naturally nobody could get ahold of ‘Zach’ as his cell phone had vanished and all calls were going straight to voicemail, so the honor of entertaining him fell on Aaron, their CTO. Zachary was actually quite impressed by just how quickly his friend had managed to catch on to everything after he began recounting the events of the previous day. But fortunately Zachary had a chance to personally assist Sebastian and Theodore with picking out just the perfect pipe for him. Even though Aaron knew just what was coming, he couldn't possibly resist his invitation to have a small puff together. Or for that matter to later allow Zachary to wrap his lips around his engorged, stubby cock as they pondered about this exciting new direction for their company, and even more importantly, the best way to introduce their colleagues to all those pipes waiting for them in his suitcase.
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Mama Didn't Raise No Bimbo - Part Sixteen!
Hello my gorgeous little demons - I am so sorry this took so long to post! These past few weeks have been hell at work! But never fear, I will always get to writing when I can!
Now ... we've had Voxie's turn, it's Valentino's now ;)
Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve / Part Thirteen / Part Fourteen / Part Fifteen / Part Sixteen
Trigger Warnings: Sexual themes, no under 18's allowed, sexual shenanigans, second time writing smut (be kind), Val being his usual sarcastic self!
A few days had passed since your little tryst with Vox, and you were slightly embarrassed that the next day after you basically had to spend it all in bed to recover after your late evening with the Overlord. Even more embarrassed when Velvette came to check up on you and ended up laughing her head off when she realised what was going on. Valentino was a little nicer – and by a little you meant he didn’t laugh … straight away.
Anyway, after that one day of recovering you were then back to work, focusing on your social media and the upcoming catwalk for Velvette. Your songs were chosen, outfits being made and all that was left was practicing where and when you were going to sing, prance and walk. And by practice you meant again, and again and again until you had to tell Velvette if she kept making you sing over and over your voice would be in tatters for the show. Did you think she was going to give you a break after that? Your voice, yes. Your body, nope. You were made to walk up and down that catwalk, pose in various (idiotic) poses and dance your way back down the catwalk. Safe to say you were absolutely shattered.
Which is why you were currently lying down on the pink chaise lounge in Velvette’s studio; going over paperwork, the last few outfit designs for the other demons and whether any song choices would work better than the ones you had. Velvette was sat beside you, one hand tapping away on her phone and the other one running her fingers through your hair, tugging on the few tangles that were there making sure you were paying attention and not falling asleep which you were apt to do. What could you say, you loved people playing with your hair.
A grumble and a huff from her stopped you from adjusting the one outfit design and instead to look up at her to see a pissed off look on her face. What has happened now?
“You okay there, babe?” Checking on her, you sit up properly as she shakes her phone annoyed.
“That stupid piss baby is blowing up all our phones having a tantrum, like we have time to deal with his dramatics. Vox is busy which means I am going to have to deal with him and I have a hundred different things to do and I just- “ Turning her phone while she ranted so you can see the masses of messages from Valentino you hold back a sigh. He’d been so good recently it was easy to forget that he was the most dramatic out of the three of them (which if you considered how dramatic they all are is an achievement in itself!)
“Sweets don’t worry, I’ll go and chat with him you keep working on what you need to do” you stand from your seat stretching your back which was aching from being laid funny for so long. Vel argued for a few moments before relenting and passing you your phone from the table, popping a quick kiss on her cheek as you walk round her you wiggle your fingers in a goodbye gesture. Entering the elevator you pressed the button for Valentino’s floor. A quick scroll on your phone you see the various messages from Valentino progressively getting more pissed off when no one was replying. Oops. Piss baby indeed.
A sharp ping distracted you from the messages, shoving your phone into your pocket you enter Valentino’s studio. Up till now you had only made a few trips to his studio, preferring the calmness of Vox’s office, or focusing on the clothes in Velvette’s – Val’s had a completely different vibe which sometimes put you on edge. A few steps into the room you could feel the energy was chaotic already. A Valentino shouting at the two pornstars on the stage was the reason why. Sighing under your breath you could easily see he wasn’t exactly as calm as you would have hoped. Well. Here goes nothing.
Walking towards the Overlord, you nod to a few of the demons who recognised you from around the tower and glared at the ones who give you a bit of attitude who obviously don’t realise who you were. They soon would. Coming to a stop at a ranting Val’s side you watch him snap a few directions at the actors with comments on how they could (should) improve. Before he could yell action, you link an arm through his while whispering up into his ear: “is that how you are going to direct me in bed?” His head twists round so fast his glasses nearly fly off, catching them you grin up at the shocked Overlord. Shocked is definitely better than shouting.
“My amorcito (little love), what are you doing here?” Slipping his glasses properly back on his face, you can’t help but chuckle at his question.
“You ask as if you weren’t blowing up all of our phones continuously for the past hour – I’ve come to check up on you”, as you explain one of his arms wraps around your waist to drag you around the side of his chair, so now you were in front of him.
“You came to check on little ol’ me? I am touched!” His other hand was cupping your face, fingers squeezing your cheeks a little harder than normal reminding you of his festering anger. Your own hand came up to rest on his wrist as you nod, his hand controlling how much movement you had which sent a small tingle up your spine. Okay you had definitely been spending way too much time with the Vee’s because when did you get that sort of kink?
He must have seen something in your expression as his own darkened with a sinister grin, his gold tooth flashing at you. Bringing another hand to your waist he hoisted you onto his lap like you weighed nothing, squeaking at the sudden movement you placed your hands on his arms to steady yourself. He had made sure to place you with your back against his chest and two of his arms stayed wrapped around your waist pressing you closer to him.
“If you want to keep me calm little one, I suggest you stay there and stay quiet, yes?” Agreeing you rested against his chest as he shouted at the actors to start again. Sitting there you kept quiet, but with how Valentino was sat you had the full show of what the actors were doing on the stage. Adverting your gaze, a flush started to raise up your neck to your cheeks more so when you couldn’t help but take a cheeky glance. How on hell do they stay in those positions without breaking a sweat? After a few minutes of that position, Val shouted for them to change. His hands rubbing up and down your waist as well as the scene in front of you was making the jeans you were wearing mighty uncomfortable.
Doing your best to ignore the urge the relieve the pressure, you hesitated before shifting on Valentino’s lap to try and stop the seam of your jeans pressing against your clit. Moving a bit too quick, a gasp escaped your lips as small burst of pleasure flashed through your body. A chuckle against your ear made the blush grow even more. Busted.
“Comfortable Princessa?” His hushed words into your ear made a shiver run down your spine. Another chuckle from him caused you to roll your eyes. Of course he was loving this. Ready to shove his arms away from your waist and storm out, a pair of red wings encasing your body stopped you in your tracks. You hadn’t seen his wings before.
“Now sit still and keep that pretty mouth of yours shut while daddy finishes his work”, you are ready to give him some sarcastic and harsh words, but a quick hand sneaked down the front of your jeans and underwear. Slipping a finger in between your wet lips gathering the wetness up and pressing harshly against your clit made any words you wanted to say to stay stuck in your throat. Gulping back the moan that wanted to escape, you clench your thighs together to try stop him from moving his fingers.
Tutting quietly into your ear, two hands easily push your thighs apart and hold them open while the hand that was down your jeans was alternating between circling your clit and dipping into your tight hole. “Now mi carño, that bratty attitude might work with Voxie, but not with me you understand?” Your concentration was gone with the fingers that were pushing you closer and closer to the edge making you whine under your breath when they came to a stop. Blinking up at him, his free hand wrapped around your neck harshly before giving you a small shake. “Are you that starved for attention little one that you have become dumb as soon as I touch you? I asked you a question!” He snarls down at you, swallowing a groan you try to rack your brains at what he asked you before. It was so hard to think while his fingers were working you so well and that hand around your neck was just helping push you closer to that edge. Bratty. Bratty attitude that was what he asked you.
“I understand Papi” you whisper, hiding your smirk at the dark expression he gave you. A finger driving deeper into you was your retribution for the snarky comment. Worth it. He yanked your body closer to his chest by the hand on your throat, keeping you plastered against him as his other hands kept your legs open and driving you higher and higher.
“Does it turn you on that we are doing this where anyone could see us Y/n? All it takes is for me to move my wings and anyone can see you unravel on my fingers” licking up your neck making a small moan escapes your lips.
“It does, but do you really want others to see me in that position? To see me fall apart at your hands when my reactions should only be reserved for you three Vee’s?” You turn your head to stare into his lensed glare. You knew you were playing with fire. Valentino was the most jealous and possessive of the three, but he was also the most unpredictable. A thrill ran through your body as he growled into your shoulder, biting down on it hard making you groan. Shit that hurt! Removing his teeth, you see his possessive bite mark on your shoulder. The sound he let out was almost a purr as he ran his tongue over the mark, his fingers moving quicker on your clit causing you to slam your head back into his chest and hold back the moans so only a few whimpers fell from your lips.
He laughed at you, shouting a few more orders and commands at the actors being completely at ease while you were falling apart at the seams. So close to the edge you dug your fingers into his arms, whimpers and moans escaping you more often now but you had stopped caring if the other demons could hear. You were so focused on the feeling coursing through your veins you couldn’t give a fuck if the rest of the room heard you scream.
Val did some sort of voodoo move with his fingers that had you cuming without even realising that you had not just hit the edge but had flown off it. The hand that was around your throat was now across your mouth muffling all the moans and shouts as Valentino shouted cut and for everyone to fuck off out of the room.
Twitching and twisting away from his fingers that continued moving, you shook your head at Val. It was too much. Too much. You tried to get your hands down your jeans to stop him, but they were caught by his own.
“My little chulito, you didn’t think I was finished with you yet, did you?”
Fuck!
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How would the Tokyo revenger characters react if their s/o says “ wait I can open the door for you” when they are in the car and their s/o gets out of the car and climbs on top of the car and falls down to the other side and opens the door
Lmao ok here's how I think each of them would react to that!
Takemichi- He shouts from the shock of it, like "HUHHH!??" Is immediately scrambling to get out of the car to check on you but ends up also falling over.
Mikey- Thinks that looks like fun so tries to do it himself and ends up nearly falling on top of you.
Draken- He's very confused as to why you just did that but brushes those thoughts aside as he picks you up off the floor. Asks you what you were thinking.
Baji- Laughs at you as he helps you up, he thinks it was very funny.
Chifuyu- Shouts your name in a panic, he's very concerned about you and checks you over to make sure you're ok. He thinks it was cool of you to try that though.
Mitsuya- Rushes over to you and kneels beside you, asking you if you're ok. Once he figures that you are he asks you why you tried to do that.
Pah- "Hah!??" Jumps out and checks on you, asks if you need an ambulance
Peh- Laughs but then realises you could be hurt so rushes to see if you're ok. Laughs more once he realises you're fine.
Smiley- You end up falling on top of him as he tried to rush to open your door instead. As you both groan he says you should let him open the doors from now on.
Angry- Frantically hovers over you and grabs the first aid kit he keeps in the car for you. You spend the rest of the day with him taking care of you.
Mucho- Stares at you climbing out for a moment before sighing and getting out himself. Manages to catch you so you don't hit the floor.
Sanzu- Blinks in surprise at you climbing out and once again when you fall. He helps you up and makes you spend the rest of the day in bed, just in case. No amount of whining will change his mind.
Kisaki- "what the hell" he's mainly confused.
Hanma- Cackles, clutching his stomach and wiping a tear from his eye. He thinks it's hilarious and asks if you can do it again so he can record it this time.
Kazutora- His eyes widen as he scrambles out the car to check on you. Later on he laughs about it a bit but in the moment he's just concerned.
Inui- Immediately becomes shocked and asks if you're okay. He questions a lot after, asking if you saw someone do that in a movie or something.
Koko- "Wait!! I'm supposed to open your door!" He's a romantic at heart so wants to open your door instead, tries to get there before you but you end up falling on top of him. He grunts but is at least glad you must not be hurt since he broke your fall.
Taiju- "eh where you going?" If it was anyone else he would've immediately laughed but he's more perplexed by it being you. Picks you up and warns you to not do it again in case something worse happens.
Izana- Tries to act calmly but ends up freaking out, he just doesn't want you to be hurt. Sure he appreciates people opening his door but not you! Especially if you just get hurt.
Kakucho- Rushes out of the car to check on you, he calls your name a bunch of times and tries to help you climb over. Half catches you so you both end up tumbling to the floor.
Ran- "huh?" He isn't sure if he's amused or concerned, a strange mix of both. He's going to bring this incident up everytime the two of you are in the car together though.
Rindou- Eyes widen and he looks around nervously, he's very quick to check on you after you fall and insists you don't try to do that again.
Shion- He wants to try doing it too so climbs onto the roof at the same time as you and yoy both fall onto opposite sides.
Mochi- Yells at you to wait because that's dangerous! Groans after he sees you fall and rushes to check on you, asks if you're still alive.
South- After he's checked on you, he wants to try himself so decides to show you how it's done. He breaks one of the windows but aside from that he succeeded.
Wakasa- Just watches you, he thinks you might pull it off and wants to see. Cradles you closely after you fall, trying to comfort you.
Benkei- Thinks you're joking at first so laughs a lot until he sees you fall. Then he's very serious in checking you over.
Shinichiro- Very dramatic about it, holding you and frantically asking if you're ok. No matter how many times you say you are he still thinks you might be hurt.
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Okay I love your mer Dream, but wouldn't it be funny that Mer Dream ends up getting pregnant by a human (someone who didn't want any part of the pregnancy) and Dream tells his family that the father will meet them at a dock at night (a lie to appease his family from disowning him) So they get to the docks and somehow as if God was listening to Dream's plight had one Job Galding sitting down at the dock fishing. Cue the Endless family interrogating him and demanding when the wedding will be and if they have it as soon as possible before the pups are born.
Hob getting accidentally baby-trapped by mer!Dream is truly a wonderful scenario. And the best part is, he totally just goes along with it. See, Hob’s had some pretty wild nights in recent times, so he's not even 100% confident that he didn't fuck a merperson and accidentally leave them with child. He's definitely done stranger things while drunk, so he should probably take accountability for this one! Plus the pregnant merperson is so beautiful and looks so sad, Hob just has to do something to help.
Dream is shocked that this man is willingly and calmly taking responsibility, talking to his family about performing a wedding that can be held in the shallow water, talking about how he'll build a house right down by the shore to provide for Dream. Dream is so touched by the fact that Hob is stepping up and being so kind, he reaches out to tightly hold his hand. Before it was a way for him to keep his family from being so angry, but now Dream kindof genuinely wants to marry this man. Hob looks a little bit overwhelmed when Dream’s parents mention that there will be pups (like most ocean swelling creatures, merpeople tend to produce multiple offspring, for example Dream and his six siblings all came along at the same time!) but he still doesn't freak out. He's smiling and curious when Dream let's him touch his belly. And he has all kinds of questions about Dream’s favourite foods, what he likes to do for fun........ Dream can definitely think of some fun things he'd like Hob to do to him!
And maybe it's all a bit of a disaster waiting to happen, but Dream really enjoys his wedding. He loves the little house that Hob built on the beach. And he knows that Hob will try hard to make him happy. Even if he spends the rest of his life perpetually damp and soggy! The bedraggled look is good on him <3
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Hi fellas, a week ago, I did a poll to know if y'all wanted a Arthur Morgan x reader or hc. The Arthur Morgan x reader won, so here's the one-shot.
Arthur Morgan x GN!reader
Tags: Fluff, drunk character, both Arthur and reader are 24, reader is shorter than Arthur.
Summary: Arthur come back to camp drunk and you take care of him.
~Drunk love~
You were washing the dishes when you heard someone calling you.
"Y/nnnnn? Y/nnnn?" You recognized Arthur's voice and immediately dropped the plate in your hands, to which Miss Grimshaw started scolding you, but you weren't listening. You looked around and then your eyes landed on him. He just fell off Boadicea, clearly drunk. You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. It was the third time this week. Why the hell is he doing that? He stood up hardly and grinned when he saw you.
"There you are!" He exclaimed excitedly.
"Why are you drunk Morgan?" You questioned coldly.
"A man said he could drink more than me, so *hic* I proved him wrong!"
You realized he had scratches and there was a trail of blood coming out of his mouth. You wanted to punch him so bad for being an idiot, but you restrained yourself. You grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the nearest table.
"Sit down, I'll be back in a minute." You told him. But of course when you came back with the medical kit, he wasn't there.
"Y/n, help!" John pleaded. You run to them and found Arthur hugging John. It was quite funny to see, so you just stared at them for a few seconds.
"Are you gonna do something?!" John complained. You dropped the kit on a table and tried to get Arthur off the kid, but he wouldn't move.
"Arthur..." You warned.
He only groaned and hugged the younger boy harder.
"Arthur, the boy can't breathe, let go of him."
He slowly let go of John, whom ran away. You both sat at a table and you started treating his wounds. You were so close to him that the sent of alcohol invaded your nose and you could feel his hot breath on your neck. When you finished, you informed him:
"Next time you get drunk, don't count on me."
He hummed in response.
"Why do you keep getting drunk?"
"Why you care?"
"Cause I'm worried Arthur. You worry the crap outta me, and it's driving me insane."
He looked at you with guilt in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to make you feel bad..."
"No, you're right. I'm being an idiot." He sighed. You took his hand in yours and asked: "Are you okay Arthur?"
He nodded in response. You let go of his hand and you were about to leave when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him. You yelped and fell on his lap. The sad Arthur from a few seconds ago was now grinning down at you. You frowned, confused as fuck. You were about to yell at him for being weird, but he instead took that opportunity to kiss you. You gave in and wrapped your arms around his neck. He put his hands on your hips, pulling you even closer.
"Ewww, that's disgusting!" You immediately pulled away from Arthur when you heard John's lamentation. You got up and looked around. Your cheeks heated up when you saw Dutch and Hosea grinning, John covering his eyes and Miss Grimshaw pinching the bridge of her nose. Dutch handed his associate 5 dollars.
"You guys bet Arthur and I were gonna kiss???" You interrogated in disbelief.
"C'mon, it was obvious it would happen one day. Thanks to you kids, I won 5 dollars. Such easy money!" The older man declared.
"We'll let you two alone." Dutch announced with a wink.
"Stop it." You ordered, covering your face with your hat. They all leave. Arthur sneaked his arms around your waist.
"You make me all hot and bothered Y/n." He whispered.
"Go to bed you drunk fool!" You screamed, fully embarrassed. It was the last straw.
I'm proud of this one, it's pretty good and cute.
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lucifer nsfw alphabet
character: lucifer from OM!
warnings: manhandling, voyeurism, impact play, i’m sure there’s more but oh well
a/n: hope u like!! lmk if yall would like versions of the other brothers <3
A - aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
he is SO sweet afterwards. he’ll clean you and the mess while waiting for the bath to fill up. if it was a rough scene, he’ll massage your back and shoulders as you soak in the soapy water. he’ll wash your hair for you if needed, making sure to comb his fingers through and gently massage your scalp. he’ll make sure to get a warm robe and towel for you to use once you get out. he’ll even take your favorite lotion, softly massaging it into your skin, paying attention to even the smallest crevices of your body.
if he was especially rough, he’ll rub some ointment on any tender or red spots on your body and get you any pain killers if you need it.
i feel like he’s not very touchy, but will let you cling onto him as he whispers praises into your ears until you fall asleep in his arms. later, you’ll wake up to him cooking one of your favorite meals, humming to himself while his records sing softly in the background.
B - body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
i like to think he’s especially proud of his arms. he’s surprisingly muscular, a shock due to how much time he spends locked away in his office. he loves when you trail your fingers along them and how easily they can pin you down or pick you up.
his favorite body part on you is most definitely your thighs. he’ll lay his head on your lap to get some rest as you scratch his head. the way they look after he’d been holding onto them tightly as he fucked you whilst standing makes him smirk so menacingly, knowing there would be a mark for a few days.
C - cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
his cum is pretty average, to be honest. if i’m being real, he tries to eat healthy but because of his schedule, he tends to go for fast food, meaning his cum probably doesn’t taste very pleasant. it’s somewhat thick and an almost opaque white. nothing really special about it.
now, he absolutely loves cumming on your face and will probably opt for that over anything else. he has pictures of your face covered in his cum saved in his dnd, maybe even set as his lockscreen. if he’s ever away from you and needs a quick release, he’ll pull out one of those pictures and imagine his hand is yours or your mouth.
D - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
he would never admit it, but he secretly dreams of watching diavolo fuck you. the thought of his best friend fucking his significant other as he can do nothing but sit there and watch gets him way too excited. and a threesome with him would be even better. he’d love to fuck your hole as diavolo thrusts into your mouth, tears streaming down your face as you choke on his cock. he may dream about it, but his pride is too strong to even think about mentioning it. the only way it would happen would be if you brought it up.
E - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
he’s fairly experienced, maybe just a few bodies. he knows what he’s doing enough to please you to the max and keep you happy.
F - favorite position (this goes without saying)
if you’re on his bed, his favorite has gotta be catapult. he’d rather see your face while he fucks you and loves having your legs pushed up onto his shoulders.
now in his office, he tends to go for either worship or keeper.
G - goofy (are they serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
he’s more serious. i mean, if something funny happens, he will react by laughing or smiling, but other than that he’s strictly business
H - hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
he’s pretty well trimmed. he doesn’t necessarily shave, but does keep it somewhat short just for personal preference
I - intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
he’s normally intimate unless you did something to piss him off or had a hard/stressful day. sometimes he likes to surprise you by setting up his bedroom to be soothing: candles, neatly made bed, soft music playing in the background
J - jack off (masturbation headcanon)
not very often. he will if you’re not currently in the devildom and he’s especially horny. when he does, he likes to edge himself, pretending it’s you sucking him off or your hand instead of his. when he masturbates and you’re not there, he tends to get needy, texting or calling you afterward to tell you how much he loves and misses you.
K - kink (one or more of their kinks)
manhandling - due to being a demon, his strength is amazing and loves to use it to his advantage. positioning you however he wants, holding your legs open while he teases you, fucking you while holding you in the air.
impact play - when he’s had a rough day, he enjoys being able to take it out on you: spanking, slapping you. the marks left on your skin definitely turn him on, the way you wince when you sit down after he attacked your ass has him throbbing in his pants.
L - location (favorite places to do the do)
his office. the thought of him bending you over his desk, pushing away anything in the way–even important paperwork that needed to be done that night. he loves covering your mouth with his hand to keep you quiet as he plows into you. he’s having a meeting with diavolo? you’re secretly hiding under his desk, trying to get him to fall apart in front of the prince. sometimes when he’s just craving you, he’ll sit you on top of the desk with your legs spread wide open for him, sucking your clit/tip into his mouth as he pumps his fingers into your hole.
M - motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
definitely lingerie or some sort of costume. you want him to ravage you? wear anything red and you’ll be unable to move without wincing for days on end. he won’t even take it off of you; he’ll worship your whole body before pulling your panties to the side, exposing where he wants to be most of all. if you want to drive him even more insane, wear a set bought for you.
N - no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
there isn’t much he wouldn’t do. he’s down for whatever you are.
O - oral (preference in giving or recieving, skill, etc.)
i feel like he doesn’t really have a preference. he loves when your mouth is wrapped around him just as much as he loves sucking on your clit/tip.
P - pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
seriously depends on the mood. when he’s intimate, he takes his time to show attention to all of your sensitive spots, pressing kisses all along your body as he goes a soft but deep pace.
but when he’s rough? oh goodie. he spares no time, ripping off your clothes and goes straight into it. his grip is a lot tighter on you, any slaps are twice the force, and absolutely pounds into you. he’s embarrassed to admit it, but he has actually broken his bed from the power he used on you.
Q - quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
they happen more frequently than he’d like. as he’s subservient to the demon prince who tends to push aside his duties, there’s plenty of work loaded onto him. because of the lack of intimate time with you, he’ll take you whenever he can: during lunch breaks, between (or during..) meetings, etc. and even when he’s home, he has all six brothers to put up with and the risk of someone barging in the room.
R - risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
i think he prefers to stick to what he’s comfortable with, but if you ask him with puppy-dog eyes, he’ll easily accept and at least try it out.
BUT! risk wise? he absolutely loves exhibitionism. the idea of someone accidentally walking in or even just hearing what’s going on gets him going. no matter where you are, he’ll pull you into the next empty room he comes across and goes ham without even thinking of if you’ll get caught.
S - stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
since he’s a demon, his stamina is so much stronger than an average humans. if he can go days, weeks without sleeping, he could easily go five or so rounds. he doesn’t get worn out very easily, so it’s likely he’ll go until you physically and mentally cannot take anymore. there’s no point in continuing if you’re not coherent enough to enjoy it, right? and he’ll try to match his release with yours. if he wanted to, he could hold it off to tease you, but he’s too enthralled with the feeling of you cumming with him as he releases into you at the same time.
T - toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
he doesn’t have many, but he does have a small collection. they’re normally used on you, pushing you to orgasm after orgasm just with the toys alone. however, when he’s submissive, they’re his best friend. loves having a vibrator on his tip as you tease him.
other than that, he won’t necessarily use them on himself, opting for his hand.
U - unfair (how much they like to tease)
his favorite pastime. loves to tie you up and do whatever he pleases, sometimes leaving you tied up with a vibrator while he’s at a meeting or running errands. if he’s real busy with paperwork and you’re especially needy, he’ll make you ride his thigh or cockwarm him—adding a punishment every time you try to move—and will hold off your orgasm as long as possible. crying doesn’t stop him, if anything it eggs him on even more.
V - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
honestly doesn’t make much noise aside from praising/degrading you and occasional grunts. now if you’re somehow able to convince him to be submissive, he will accidentally let a few whines slip.
W - wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
he absolutely LOVES fucking you in his demon form. not only for the size difference, but his horns and wings are very sensitive to touch. if you rub where they connect to him, there’s a chance he could come from that alone.
X - x-ray (let’s see whats going on under those clothes)
human form: it’s above average: around 7.2 when fully erect. it slightly curves to the left with thick veins all around it. the base is a more yellow tone—like a cosmic latte color—while the tip is a soft seashell pink.
demon form: since he’s a demon, it’s obviously not going to look like normal sexual organs. and you already know it’s big. it almost doubles in size, landing around 13 inches. actually looks similar to a seahorse dildo. his cum is also very thick. has an almost sickly color and smell, a yellow-green and an egg-like scent.
Y - yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
surprisingly low.. it’s very rare that actually he initiates anything. sure, he’ll drag you into a private area, but it’s typically you who starts it. when you’re away, he’s normally fine, but when you send him pictures and videos of yourself, or explicit texts, he can’t help himself.
Z - zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)
unless he’s utterly exhausted, i don’t see him going to sleep afterwards. it’s canon that he doesn’t sleep much so i highly doubt he would fall asleep most of the time. he will lay with you and scratch your head or back until you fall asleep, but then he’ll get up and go do some work or chores.
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I feel compelled, so I must.
*Now with images for context
Man I shit you not, I have so much stuff to do like SO MUCH but I also have ADHD and a tendency toward hyperfixation so I am compelled, I tell you.
I'm writing for a whole ass other ship, filming, and editing for my YT channel. But I saw gifs, and I read tweets, and I saw hot takes and then I decided to react to Season 3 Part I for my channel.
I AM OBSESSED.
I'm in the middle of editing my reactions to Ep 1-4 and I just HAVE to chime in with these observations I keep having as I go through and re-live each Polin scene while editing. I know some of this has been seen/said before but I'm a newb to this fandom and I just finished listening to all of the audiobooks (save Simon and Daphne's story) so I just gotta! I OBSERVED A LOT and there's a lot here, so . . .
Colin turns to the Featherington house as soon as he arrives home and greets his family.
Because whether he's aware of it or not, he's thinking of one of those Featheringtons, who happens to be standing there as he debuts "the new Colin" to the people he cares about the most -- which includes Pen, they are telegraphing to us in this moment -- (right after testing some of that newfound charm on a gaggle of giggly girls). I don't think he greets her right away because he isn't ready yet but you can see his smile/smirk when he spots her -- like "Yep, Pen, feast your eyes, it's the new me, and NOW I'll bet you'll want to hear about my travels."
Eloise is the first person to spot that he may not really be into this "new Colin".
The show GOES OUT OF ITS WAY to let you know this isn't really Colin, that his heart isn't really into it, from jump. The siblings Bridgerton do a little "we see each other" when he questions her about trying to fit into society after all this time -- they're two sides of the same coin. He's too sensitive and romantic for the rakes of the ton and she's too independent and free-thinking for the boring trappings of the marriage mart, but here they both are. Pretending.
Colin goes out of his way to test his new charm on half the ladies at the Queen's garden party thing BEFORE he approaches Pen to talk for the first time since he got back -- at first glance he's just doing his thing, being the new him, enjoying himself and his new ability to woo the ladies but IT IS THIS AUTHOR'S HUMBLE OPINION THAT HE WAS TESTING HIS CHARM TO ITS LIMITS BEFORE HE WENT OVER TO THE ONE GIRL HE ACTUALLY WANTS TO/TRUELY ENJOYS CONVERSING WITH TO LAY IT ON HER.
Wanna bet me he wasn't thinking about Pen while he was away, wondering why she wasn't answering, plotting to talk to her when he got back, plotting to see if his new charm would work on her because she's Pen and her opinion means a lot to him? He doesn't get why yet but it's there -- the tip of the iceberg, only a strong desire for her attention and approval right now, but I can sooooo see how that started to quickly burn into a much more intense desire for just...her.
I adore how Penelope asks the dressmaker for new dresses in the fashion of "what they are wearing in Paris" after Colin tells her his new wardrobe is what's all the rage in Paris from is travels.
He always counts on her just being Pen in the citrus colors hanging on the wall, a safe place, but then he sees her in that green dress and I truly believe this is the moment he realizes -- nah fam, this isn't just "Pen my friend who doesn't count (as a woman)", this is "wow who is that woman in the striking color with pretty lips and fiery red hair?"
This poor lovesick fellow has no idea why every time he sees her at a ball his heart does a funny thing and he suddenly can't see anyone else and he gets the urge to drink whatever's in his hand/close by.
HEY BABE IT'S BECAUSE YOU LIKE HER. A LOT. She isn't just Pen who doesn't count, she is SPECIAL.
Much has been said about the "Goodnight, Mr. Bridgerton" scene, but I'll just add that you can tell when Colin is being genuine and totally himself vs when he's trying to charm her into relaxing with him/being more like her usual self.
When he says "the colour rather suits you," he's being her good friend who is pleased to see her looking so good but he's also saying that to himself, judging by his tone, like "yeah girl you should wear green more often, this makes you look damn good". And when he says he misses her, he means it, but you can also hear the armor of that New Colin Charm in his tone. It's a vulnerable thing to admit, so he uses a devilish smile and has a wink in his eyes because so far that has worked on every girl here since he got back. Not Pen, though ... he was SHOOK when she rebuffed him and called him cruel.
Yes, he is absolutely panicked that he might lose his one true friend in all of the fickle ton, but also . . . Colin is totally realizing how hot Pen is in the garden scene. Colin is looking into her gorgeous eyes and admitting how she makes him feel and you can see the real-time realization in his eyes/expression. Handshake? He is acting on his impulse to touch her while using his newfound charm to disguise his curiosity.
Colin wants to hang out with her as much as possible because that's how comfortable and appreciated she makes him feel but also it's my opinion that he, at least subconsciously, also wants to keep looking at her, getting closer to her, winning her favor. He's not even thinking about the results of the whole charm lessons thing, he's just thinking about being around Penelope as much as possible because of that realization that she makes existing in a world that is determined to misunderstand him (and has "forced" him to don a mask/facade to survive) bearable.
I agree with those who pointed out that he is taken aback by Pen's awkward flirting session with the fan because normally when they're alone talking all he sees/experiences is her wit, intelligence, keen ability to read between the lines of their society, etc.
Also, you can see he doesn't even care what the other blokes think of her, he thinks she's friggin adorable -- he can't keep the smile off his face even as he's sympathizing with her for going down faster than the Titanic-which-doesn't-exist-yet-duh-but-analogy-with-me-here.
Every moment of the private lesson scene, from him instantly abandoning the card game with his siblings to the way he planned out the whole thing and thought about where everyone would be and what window of time they'd have to "practice" shows THAT HE WAS IN FACT VERY EAGERLY AWAITING HER VISIT for their lesson. Matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the one who suggested the game in the garden to get everyone out of the house in anticipation of Pen’s arrival.
It is this author's humble opinion that Colin really, really wanted to pretend to flirt with Penelope to satisfy his nagging, subconscious (yet fluttering to the surface) curiosity and I AM WILLING TO BET MY TWIN SISTER'S WHOLE 2024 SALARY that (especially after her compliment shook him to his core) they wouldn't have made it much longer without him kissing her if they hadn't been interrupted and she had't read his journal.
He wanted alone time, he wanted intimacy, he wanted to flirt -- they would have charmed each other right into each other's pants if those lessons were allowed to continue, mark my words.
Colin's body was at least several weeks ahead of him. The body doesn't lie. Touching her skin in the garden. Leaning into her whenever they speak (with the convenient excuse of their height difference), pressing his palm into her lower back to escort her to the drawing room, sitting and letting her hold his hand for an unnecessarily long pause before forcing himself to stop staring at her and end the impropriety (escape the intensity of the moment to breathe and process, more like).
Jealous Colin(tm) with his intense eyes and hard jawline is everything and hot af, end of observation.
I love Dream Pen for Colin. The way he dressed her. The way his mind envisions her being breathless for him.
The way he pictures himself just holding her close and indulging in hot, sultry kisses until she's practically melting in his arms. THIS IS WHAT HE DREAMS ABOUT, WHAT HE TRULY WANTS. This boy is a Romantic with a capital ROMANTIC and I JUST LOVE how his dream about Pen reflects that so clearly. We've seen him struggling to pay attention or care in brothels but he displays more sexual intensity, passion, and lust in this romantic wet dream about simply confessing his feelings than any other time he's seen on screen with a woman he's supposed to find attractive.
The "Sweet Treats" scene, as I believe I've seen others pointing out, is --yes, sweet-- at a glance. But also HOT AF. He's pining, he's nervous, he's jealous, she's so sweet and lovely confessing her excitement and hopes for the match with Deblin. But it's also hot b/c I meeeean....The pink everywhere (pink walls, get it), her lips and his reaction to her glancing her tongue across them, his fingers flexing out of nerves but also the subconscious urge to touch, maybe even caress, is all in his stiff, hovering body language. Like, if he could shove those treats off one of those tables, throw her against it and ravage her "sweet treat" right then there in that pink little tent, homeboy totally would have if society/propriety/scandal/watching eyes weren't a concern.
SIDENOTE: I think Deblin was definitely attracted to Pen, it wasn't SOLELY a practical match for him.
He says she can make men wither within seconds of their first meeting and he definitely looks at her in a way that says he's charmed, intrigued, impressed, etc. So I think even they married, eventually he would start to miss her while away, then ache for her, then he would come home to her and he would fall. Gradually maybe, but I do believe Pen was right to hope love could grow between them. However, I'm so so sooo glad neither of them settled.
WHAT CAN BE SAID ABOUT THE CARRIAGE SCENE THAT HASN'T ALREADY BEEN SAID??? It's one of the hottest love scenes I've ever seen, and it's not because everybody is naked or because there's kink or anything crazy. It's because (for me) the actors TRULY CARE ABOUT THE DETAILS. Almost every frame has something you can freeze and stare at in awe, they DID THAT. Colin finally FEELING IT, with the one person who can truly see him and inspire those deep feelings he's been yearning for was HOT AF. Pen basically being at his mercy but also realizing her power over him and embracing it by letting him ruin her because it's COLIN (she wouldn't let anyone else do that, IMO, not even Deblin). MY FAVORITE PART:
At the end, when they exhale and slump into each other/the carriage seat in sync. She looks like she's never felt anything like this in her life (cuz she ain't) and he looks like he's finally HOME. And I'm not talking about his family's estate -- I specifically mean right there in Penelope's bosom, between her legs, her breath, her eyes, her moans for him, like he looks relieved and satisfied AND THEN HE'S LIKE "SO I'M NEVER LETTING THIS GO. DONE DEAL, YOU'RE MY PENELOPE, NOW."
Ugh. I loooove this couple! I HAD TO GET THIS OUT OF MY BODY. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk. Gonna add stills for the moments I mention once Tumblr stops being a bitch.
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Headcanons of how each NewJeans member (legal line ofc) treat their older boyfriend? (Both fluffy & smutty)
Hello anon! I'll leave kitty kang out of this, it just feels too soon rn.
Minji
Steals and wears your clothes all the time
Laughs at all your jokes, even if they're not funny
Constantly sends you fit pics, asking you how she looks
Gets shy whenever you compliment her
Clings onto when she's close to cumming
Whimpers a lot during sex
Likes it when you're gentle with her
Prefers it when you cum inside her mouth and will swallow it sometimes
Hanni
Asks you for piggyback rides a lot
Kisses you all over your face
Loves being the little spoon when cuddling
Likes it when you pinch her cheeks and call her cute
If you have morning wood, she'll wake you up with a blowjob
Likes jumping into your lap and grinding her hips against you while making out
Very vocal during sex: "A-a-a-a-ah! Yes, just like that!" or "Oh god, you're f-fucking me so good!"
Loves it when you cum on her face or tits
Danielle
Loves it when you call her princess
Sends you a cute selfie alongside a good morning text everyday
Likes sitting in your lap while you play video games, even if she doesn't understand what's happening on the screen
Stares at your face a lot and compliments you
Complete pillow princess, likes letting you lead as long as you're not too rough with her
Likes it when you call her pretty as she's sucking your dick
Her favorite position is cowgirl because she likes it when you keep eye contact while she's bouncing on your cock
Loves it when you play with her pussy
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chapter 151 thoughts
Chapters Since The 143 Kiss Happened And Went Entirely Unacknowledged And Unaddressed Count: 8
Aqua Hoshigan Status: Black
Kana enjoyers continue to eat good in this new arc, as 151 very clearly parallels what's considered one of the more iconic AquKana chapters from the first half of the manga with a bit of role reversal in the mix. 'Reversal' is sort of the keyword for this chapter for a handful of reasons but we'll get into that when it's relevant.
the usual shout out to mengo for Peak Faces this chapter. my faves were kana's blushy face as she takes off her glasses and aqua covering his blush with his baseball glove… it does NOT get cuter than that.
It's pretty cathartic to see Kana get a similar TV spotlight to BH!Ruby, where she's centered in B-Komachi's success and Ruby is sort of just in the background lol. That said… kinda of hate that OnK is continuing to frame the ShimaD shit!!! I have a lot of complicated feelings about it but I will say that overall, it's pretty fucked that the story made all those correct assertions about sexual harassment in the entertainment industry and how women and young girls specifically are pressured to kowtow to men to retain their place in the industry and then like… not? link any of this?? to what happened to Kana??? Weird and bad!!!!
on the plus side. megarima and maskua <3
It feels like a good step for Kana to confidently assert that they are, in fact, on a date and their shared visible embarrassment is pretty cute. This is what I meant when I said this chapter was a bit of a reversal of chapter 30, which Aqua even calls explicit attention to - running from school to play catch vs running to school. It works well, imo, as a sort of marker of both change and consistency for both of these characters, showing us how far they've come… but at the same time, how much has managed to stay the same. This return to the early AQKN dynamic is really nice… their moment to moment rapport is the one I enjoy most in the series so even though it's definitely jarring to whiplash back to it after the Movie Arc… idk!! I am still enjoying it all the same.
aqua calling her out on it being a baseball date was really funny btw
And their talk about dreams is… Very Shrimptresting. I keep waffling back and forth on what to take from it, because hypothetically I think it's really interesting but whether or not I really end up liking it is going to depend on how things are handled with Aqua going forward…! IDK, this is the obvious pitfall of analyzing the story like this week to week,
I guess all I'll say now is that this falls in line with how I was reading last chapter's framing of Gorou -> Aqua, where Aqua's inheritance of that identity is just that - an inheritance and it's up to him what he chooses to do with that legacy. He can decide for himself what parts of it he wants to take with him into the future and what he chooses to leave behind.
That said: this is still black hoshigan Aqua. Is this just a 'dream' because it's something he wants but doesn't think he'll be able to have? Or is Aqua starting to seriously consider a future for himself past the end of his revenge quest? It was Kana who prompted him for an answer, after all, and he's already had to make a promise to her that he won't 'disappear'. Is he just lying here to put her at ease? Much to consider…….
Kana's side of this conversation is also really interesting. Kana is a person who acts out of genuine love for her craft, yes, but she's also correct that she kind of already got her assumed end goal of 'be a nationally famous actress' when she was a kid and it didn't necessarily make her happy or fulfilled. To a degree, she's been operating on momentum and desperation to cling to the industry so much of her identity was formed around. But if a 'dream' is something she just wants for herself, without her career coming into it… then what does Kana really want?
And the answer, obviously, is Aqua. With another 'oshi no ko' title drop, to boot…!
It's a little sad that even as Kana makes this tentative confession to him, she still downplays herself in favour of Memcho and Ruby but the emotional stakes she's putting on the table are very loaded. This essentially, without either girl knowing it, puts her in direct competition with Ruby who very much seems to still want to milk her sensei's Little Aqua and I don't imagine that conflict is going to go off without fireworks.
Interestingly, though, this isn't the only point on which the two are opposed here: this is what I mean when I said this chapter's keyword was 'reversal'. While Ruby insists that 'Sensei' is her oshi, Kana offers to be Aqua's oshi. This isn't the first time it's happened, either - when Kana talks about her feelings last chapter, she describes them as 本気の恋 (honki no koi), i.e, seriously, earnestly, truly in love whereas Ruby's confession uses the term ガチ恋 (gachikoi), a slang term referring to a fan who considers themselves to be legitimately in romantic love with a celebrity/idol/etc - and specifically says she's gachikoi for Sensei. Gachikoi is also how the first generation of B-Komachi are described in both Viewpoint B and 45510 in the original Japanese text. On just about all fronts, these two are bound to clash going into the final arc of the story and I'm tentatively interested to see where it goes.
No break next week!
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So about the funny ‘translate the silt verses to Dutch post’
I’m thinking about how the Netherlands is literally what would happen if the trawler man got legalised in the long term. Because our country’s entire thing is being control freaks over water. We are technically in danger of flooding all the time but we don’t because of how much thought goes into our dams. We restrict the water, build on top of it. In every sense that’s such a unnatural concept. A country literally under sea level keeping itself dry by its own ingenuity.
If the Netherlands existed in the silt verses universe, how many sacrifices would go just to keep the water from not drowning all of us. Do you think we’d have sacrificed people to create Flevoland, so we have the power to build land on sea.
And like specifically Frisian’s just- work so wel with the whole silt verses fibe. ‘the name is derived from the verb fresare in Vulgar Latin, meaning 'milling, cutting, grooving, crushing, removing shells'; this name may have been given to the Frisii because they 'cut the land': digging ditches and dykes to irrigate the wet marshlands they lived at.’ (According to Wikipedia.) Like it is most definitely unintentional but I always see my own culture back in the silt verses. With the way so much of ours has been defined by our relation to water.
Uh conclusion I think Faulkner would hate the Dutch lol.
#this was me being a little self indulgent lol#frisians would’ve served the trawlerman me thinks#or atleast something similar#the silt verses#tsv#the trawlerman#parish of tide and flesh#the Netherlands#friesland#brother Faulkner
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The Five Times Colt Seavers Almost Kisses You (and the One Time He Does) — Part 1
Pairing: Colt Seavers x reader
Description: The first time Colt Seavers almost kisses you — on set, with lots of paint involved.
Rating: T
Word Count: 2.1k
Tag List: let me know if you want to join! :)
Author’s Note: This is part 1 of what I hope will be a six-part series, but it can be read as a stand-alone too. I am so obsessed with Colt right now that I can't even see straight, so just take this and do whatever you want with it!
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The first time Colt Seavers almost kisses you, you’re not sure it actually happened.
You’ve been on set for about two months now, and your job as set decorator for the biggest action thriller of the decade has ended up being way more challenging than you expected. Every day, it’s a new demand from the director — more realistic graffiti, more subtle light fixtures, more beat-up furniture. It’s going to look amazing, but you’re exhausted just thinking about another day of smearing grime on the set walls by hand.
The one bright spot of every day is Colt Seavers. He’s the best stuntman in Hollywood, so naturally he’s been recruited to perform stunts for almost every scene in the movie. Watching him get thrown against walls, riddled with bullets, and dropped from dizzying heights is heart-pounding for you, but nothing gets your heart pounding as hard as when he leans a little too close to you, so close you can see the dusty brown of his eyelashes against his soot-stained skin.
“Nice sign,” Colt quips, dropping onto the picnic table seat next to you. You’re hand-painting a bright-red Do Not Disturb sign for the next scene, and you barely manage to keep from smearing the paint when you whirl to face him. “Is it for your trailer door?”
You give him a mock glare, laughter slipping through the edges. “Very funny. It just so happens that you’ll be kicking this sign in half in tomorrow’s scene, so show a little respect.”
Colt’s eyes sparkle at your words, all his attention focused on you. He leans forward on one elbow, the other reaching up to ruffle the dust out of his hair. “Wow, a handmade prop just for me to kick in half?” He grins, inclining his head in a mock bow. “I’m honored.”
You can’t hide your return grin, or the blush rising under your skin at his close proximity. Colt always has this effect on you — never pushing the limits to make you uncomfortable, just taking up space with you in a way that steals your breath.
“What’s this?” you ask, using your free hand to tug on the shoulder of his fireproof vest. One side is seriously singed, close enough to his skin to set you to worrying.
Colt shrugs, flashing you a crooked smile that makes his left eye crinkle. “Little pyrotechnics mishap,” he informs you casually, brushing imaginary dust off his arm and onto you. You roll your eyes at him playfully. “Ray got a little overexcited with the stun grenades.”
“What?” You can’t keep the concern from slipping into your voice, even though you try to disguise it behind a joking tone. “You’re working with real stun grenades now?”
“Well, yeah,” he says, as if it should be obvious. “It’s only a stunt if it’s real, you know?”
You narrow your eyes, cocking your head to one side. “I think that’s the opposite of how it works, actually.”
Colt just laughs at that, the golden rays of the setting sun turning his tanned skin golden. His smile is warm and directed entirely at you, heating up the blush in your cheeks again. You turn your eyes back to your painting to keep from completely giving yourself away.
These past few months have been both paradise and torture for you. You thought you could hide your crush easily enough — it’s not like you haven’t done that before. But with Colt, it’s different. He sees through your stoic facades and teases out your laughter, searches for ways to make you smile even on your bad days. Whether it’s pulling a goofy face at you from his rig or remembering that you like sour cream in your soup, Colt has found some new way to surprise you every day that you’ve known him.
The thing is, you’re not sure if he’s actually interested in you or just being flirtatious. Misinterpreting the signals would be awkward and painful for you at this point, so you’ve decided that he’s just going to have to make the first move. You’re too old to play middle-school games with him.
Even if he does give you middle-school butterflies all over again.
You don’t realize that you’ve been lost in your thoughts until you notice that Colt has imperceptibly moved closer to your side, peering over your shoulder as you put the finishing touches on the purposely-sloppy sign.
“So I kick the sign in half tomorrow,” he says softly, his husky voice in your ear sending goosebumps over your skin. “What happens if we have to do another take?”
You risk a glance over your shoulder at him, letting a coy smile slip. “Do you really think this is the only one I’ve done?”
Colt just lifts his eyebrows at you and smiles, returning his eyes to the sign in your hands. Colt has a way of burning you up just with his gaze, and you can’t help breathing an inner sigh of relief every time he focuses his attention elsewhere. Concentrating on anything when he’s looking at you is impossible.
“You know, I could definitely give you some pointers on set design sometime,” he mutters, as if he’s genuinely musing on the thought. You know he’s warming up for a joke, so you let him continue, hiding your smile while he watches over your shoulder. “I have tons of experience in your department.”
“Oh, really?” You grab your black paint and begin the focused task of sprinkling the sign with the darker color for a realistic touch. Realism is the key to making memorable set designs, and you’ve mastered the technique.
“Mm-hmm.” You feel the murmur reverberate in his throat when he leans forward, resting his chin on your shoulder while you lightly dab your paintbrush in your paint bottle. Your heart skips at least three beats when you feel his hair tickling the side of your neck, his eyes still locked on the sign as if he’s studying it. Does he really not know what he’s doing to you, or is he doing it on purpose?
You try to keep your hands steady while you feel his chest rise and fall against your shoulder. Struggling to hide the tremor in your voice, you tease, “What could I improve about this piece, then? I can always use an expert opinion.”
He tilts his head to the side, his chin still resting on your shoulder. You can feel the bristly stubble on his cheeks now. It’s an oddly comforting sensation, one that forces every bit of your self-control to the brink in order to keep yourself from moving your face to the side and nuzzling your cheek against his. You feel his face move slightly as his mouth turns up into a smile.
“If you really want some advice…” he begins, lifting one hand up to trace the edge of your sign.
“Careful,” you warn him, “that’s wet paint.”
Colt doesn’t even get close to smudging your paint, but that doesn’t stop you from lifting your free hand to rest on his wrist, holding it in place while you set your paint bottle down. Colt stills at your touch, and your heart accelerates again at the gentle way his fingertips rest on the edge of your sign.
He lets the moment hang in the air between you for a moment, then comments, “I was just going to suggest a nice artist’s signature. See this big gap right here between Not and Disturb? Your name should go there in big red letters.” You’re already swatting his hand away playfully as his serious tone devolves into snickers. “Just like Bob Ross does on TV.”
“You are so ridiculous,” you laugh, glad to feel the tension slipping out of the atmosphere. Colt lifts his chin off your shoulder now, his hair brushing your earlobe as he does.
“No, it would look perfect,” he insists, his eyes sparkling as his smirk widens. “And then I can aim right for your name when I kick it in half tomorrow.”
He laughs out loud when you slam the sign down on the picnic table surface in mock irritation, your grin making your amusement at his joke obvious. The slam sends a few drops of the black paint from your brush flying up, spattering your jawline.
You reach for a dry rag nearby, still grinning as you prepare to respond, but Colt stops you with a hand on your arm. “Allow me,” he says seriously, placing your hand back into your lap and raising his other hand to the side of your face. You freeze in place, unprepared for the wave of emotion that washes over you when Colt touches the side of your jaw softly.
His eyes are still sparkling with humor, and you know he’s about to do something to make you laugh, but you can’t help the feeling that sweeps through your heart when you’re face to face with him, one of his hands holding yours on your lap and the other just beginning to cradle your face. It feels so gentle, so intimate, so right, and your heart aches as you realize that there is no going back from the feelings you’re developing for Colt Seavers.
He hesitates for a split second, his hand hoving on your jaw for practically no time at all, but it feels like a lifetime to you. You watch his dark blue eyes as they dart down to look at your lips, flitting back up just as quickly to latch onto your eyes with a stare that could melt diamonds.
Then the corner of his mouth turns up again into his usual smirk, and he strokes his thumb across your jaw to smear the black paint up the side of your face.
“Now,” he offers, “don’t you think you look more realistic now?”
He dissolves into laughter as you reach up and feel the streaks of black now smudged across your face. You immediately reach past him to dip your fingers in your bottle of red paint, giving him a mischievous grin as you slather three fingers’ worth of paint across his nose and cheeks. The combination of his semi-shocked expression and the ridiculousness of his painted face pushes you over the edge into another fit of laughter.
“You’re the one who will be on camera,” you retort, smiling wider than you can remember doing in a long time. “Shouldn’t you be the one who’s realistic?”
“Touché,” he acknowledges playfully, rubbing his face and only succeeded in smearing the red paint further across his face. “Though I doubt Tom Ryder is going to accept any glimpses of my face on camera, so I won’t even have to wash this off.”
You impulsively reach up and drag your fingertip through the splotch of paint on his cheek, resisting the urge to draw a heart and settling on a simple smiley face instead. His own smile resurfaces at that, eyes twinkling as they stay locked on yours.
“If you keep it until tomorrow, you’ll match my sign,” you muse, trying to lighten the atmosphere, which has suddenly grown a bit more intense now that Colt’s gaze is focused on you again.
He doesn’t look away, doesn’t play it off, doesn’t do anything that you expect from him. His breathing seems to slow down, while yours feels like it takes off in a flurry of movement. Colt doesn’t make a move to touch you, but you can feel the distance between the two of you closing infinitesimally.
You’ve never noticed the flecks of silver-gray in his eyes, or the almost-invisible smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose, or the ragged cut of his hair right beside his ears. Even the brilliant red streak only serves to bring out the golden tones of his skin, the swirls of blonde in his hair. Every detail of his face seems vivid, as if you’re seeing him for the first time.
His eyes seem to drink you in, too, traveling over every inch of your face before stopping on your lips again. This time, though, he doesn’t flick his eyes back up. Words escape you, as do any coherent thoughts. This is it. He’s actually going to kiss me. This is real.
“Seavers, on set, ASAP.”
The squawk of his walkie-talkie shatters the intense moment, and both of you release a breath that felt like it had been held for an hour. Colt swallows, smoothes his hand over his beard, turns to slip the walkie back into his pocket. You turn back to your painted sign quickly, trying to regain some composure.
Uncharacteristically, Colt doesn’t speak as he stands and turns to walk back to the filming set. He does, however, glance back at you the moment you lift your eyes to watch him walk away. Your heart is still hammering, recovering from his closeness to you.
With a wordless smile, he reaches up, swipes a bit of red paint off his face, and presses it onto the tip of your nose in the shape of his fingerprint. Then he walks away.
#hi guys i'm having a full on heart attack over this#please send help#i had an absolute blast writing it#fanfiction#colt seavers x reader#colt seavers fanfiction#original#colt seavers#the fall guy#ryan gosling#ryan gosling x reader
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it’s always been funny to me that piper was the only one to think percy was unimpressed and she ended up being gay so it always makes me think abt how funny it would’ve been if percy had some type of gender/sex swap spell thing happen to him on the argo and became pipers gay awakening like he did nico
how fucking funny would that have been
just piper gripping her seat as she’s starting to question everything abt herself and the events leading up to becoming part of the seven as she catches herself - while sat next to the boyfriend she’s fought to keep and loves deeply- laughing a little too hard at one of her best friends boyfriend turned girlfriend who sits just a little ways away
#pjo#hoo#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#heros of olympus#hoo fandom#pjo fandom#hoo text post#pjo text post#hoo/pjo#piper mclean
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He was an asshole for this, but Eris had long since stopped caring. He knew that he had to do some bad things now so that he could overthrow Beron and prevent far worse things from happening later. As for bad things he’d done? This didn’t even make the list.
It wasn’t hard to drug the shadowsinger and drag him away. Eris had already caught him once before, and he hadn’t changed his tactics since. Fool.
When the Inner Circle’s janitor woke up, he began to struggle. Predictable, but Azriel could do nothing against his restraints.
“You,” Azriel growled, trying to throw himself at Eris, chair and all.
“Me,” Eris replied calmly. He took a sip of his wine.
“What, you planning to kill me?” he snarled, rattling the chair with his struggles. Eris rolled his eyes.
“That would be counterproductive, wouldn’t it? Would rather ruin my alliance with your court.” He placed his glass down and steepled his fingers in front of him. “No on the contrary, I’ve taken a special interest in you, Shadowsinger.”
Azriel’s face was filled with a ferocity that promised a slow death to Eris. Eris merely tsked at the expression.
“Anger does not suit you, Azriel,” Eris purred. “You lose all your pretty boy features.”
“SHUT UP!” Azriel roared, shaking the chair again. “I fucking hate you.”
Eris sighed. “Funny that you turn your hatred towards me when it is your companions you ought to despise.”
Azriel’s eyes narrowed on him. “What the fuck do you mean?”
Eris shrugged. “It’s not my fault I was engaged to marry Mor. I was a mere child then, powerless to do anything to stop it. I didn’t want it any more than Mor did, only I didn’t dare disobey my father while Mor disobeyed hers. She got punished for it. Got nails all over her body. But had I brought her over that Autumn court border to heal her…she would’ve suffered a fate worse than death. She would’ve become Beron’s servant. Like me. Forever.”
Azriel said nothing. He knew Eris was right, even though Eris was sure he was loathe to admit it. Eris continued, “But your best friend, that brutish general, slept with Mor while knowing what the costs may be, while knowing that you were in love with her.” He laughed lowly. “Some friend, huh?”
Azriel still said nothing, but Eris could sense the target of his anger shift. He was being convincing then.
“How much do they truly respect you? Forcing you to do their dirty work. Making you torture people because they’re too squeamish to do it themselves, even though Rhysand possesses daemati powers and needn’t resort to torture. Isn’t it triggering, considering the torture you went through in your youth?
At last, Azriel said something. “Yes,” he whispered.
“You are the outsider there,” Eris continued. “Both of them mated to Archerons, yet the third Archeron sister belongs to my brother. Don’t you feel rather left out? Like you’re not truly a part of their group? Who there really understands the anger you keep rooted deep inside?”
Pain and sorrow flickered across Azriel’s face, and Eris stood up, stalking over to him and leaning before him. “But I understand,” Eris murmured. “I understand, because it’s the same anger I shove deep down inside because I am under Beron’s thumb. We are the same, you and I. But if you come with me, if you help me overthrow Beron, you won’t be so powerless anymore. You won’t need to hide the anger inside. We’ll finally be free.”
Azriel swallowed. “What would you have me do?” he asked. Eris smirked, resting his hand on his face, rubbing his thumb against his lips. Azriel’s cheeks turned red at his touch. “Spy on your friends for me. I want to know how much they’ve been keeping from me. And then in a month…you quit and join me.”
Azriel raised a brow in challenge as he stared Eris down. “I still fucking hate you,” Azriel muttered.
Eris chuckled. “You’re a fool if you think I care, shadowsinger.”
But Eris knew Azriel was lying. Azriel didn’t hate Eris. Not really. Not like he hated himself.
Just like Eris.
For day 4 of @azrisweek free day
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Random X-Men Headcanons!
Me and my friend have compiled a lot of headcanons for the X-Men (mainly formulated from jokes) so I wanted to put some here! A few of these are headcanons, most are jokes lol
Kurt listens to really peppy music when he's upset, the main one being the Beach Boys. Just imagine him, poor little German boy, singing Surfin' USA tiredly, trying to turn his mood around.
Erik listens to girly pop music, mainly Katy Perry and Ke$ha. Why? Because it's funny. Let him be girly pop.
Scott tells a lot of jokes but he's deadpan so people can never really tell. Like sometimes he'll just say some insane shit, plain faced, and see how the others react.
Dancing headcanons! Remy is a very good dancer, being particularly prolific in swing dancing. Logan somewhat refuses to dance, but he can line dance. Morph doesn't know how to dance, but they act like they can, dancing like a drunk white girl. Scott and Jean like to dance in private, but Scott gets nervous to dance in front of others. Ororo can bust that shit down.
Scott tries not to laugh when he, or someone else, is doing a bit. Like he tries not to break as he jokes along, to the point where he has to stop talking to not smile, biting inside of his mouth.
Furthermore! He also has a loud laugh, and people get a little caught off guard when they hear it. Me and my friend have described his laugh as a goose honk sound.
Kurt gaslights for fun, and he can get everybody pretty good, except Scott and Jean. You may think "oh because Jean's a telepath, right?" No, because--
Scott and Jean gaslight each other for fun, and they formulate these fake, big arguments, just as a bit. So, they're very familiar with gaslighting tactics, being they lie to each other as a joke, so when Kurt tries to, they immediately meet him-- A little too well, because Kurt is used to just messing with people.
Scott will occasionally freak people out by lowering his glasses (keeping his eyes closed of course). Like someone says "Hey, take a look at that." and he'll lower his glasses and go "Where?!" as a joke.
Everyone loves Kurt. Like, everyone. If Kurt doesn't like someone, everyone has a distaste for them as well.
Jean refers to her own psychic abilities as her "Jedi Mind Tricks"
This one isn't really a headcanon, just a running gag me and my friend do, but something bad will happen, or something inconvenient, and Remy will go "Don't worry.", insistently. Like a loud explosion can go off, and Remy will just say "Don't Worry." Occasionally this will be lengthened to "Don't what? Worry!"
We don't call Leech by his name. We call him Gneep Gnorp. That's it.
Kurt and Remy are super close (as pseudo brother in laws) and they hang out a lot, also doing that guy thing where they flirt with each other as a joke.
No one likes Emma. That's it.
Scott is autistic.
Warren is well manicured. He always has his hair just as he likes it, his wings always preened, his clothes always ironed. He'll a snazzy lookin' fella.
Rogue is a great singer. This barely a headcanon, her voice actress literally put out a song "Mojo Man (Ode to Remy LeBeau)", go listen to it.
Kurt's very coy and playful. Like, "Staaahhppp, hehe!" He also laughs at his own jokes all the time, like he cracks himself up.
Music headcanons! Here's just a few of the ones we made-- Scott likes dad rock obviously, mainly soft rock and folk rock (The Beatles, Hall & Oates, The Beach Boys, CSNY), Logan likes harder rock (Metallica, Alice Cooper, Motley Crue, Iron Maiden), Morph likes new wave and glam rock (Oingo Boingo, David Bowie, Talking Heads, Tears For Fears), Remy likes a fun mix of jazz, country, and soul, with a little rock sprinkled in (Johnny Cash, Ray Charles, Billie Holiday, Queen), Jubilee likes a lot of pop, pop-rock, that sorta thing (Cyndi Lauper, Madonna, ABBA, Wham!)
Kurt has a lil hyperfixation on pirates and ships-- this is kinda canon in the comics. But he loves talking about pirate history and ships and misconceptions.
I'm sure there's a bunch of ones I can't remember but there ya go lol
thanks to @the-death-defying-night-crawler for being funny and making these with me lol
#x men 97#x men#scott summers#jean grey#james logan howlett#kurt wagner#kevin sydney#jubilation lee#ororo munroe#remy lebeau#anna marie lebeau#erik lehnsherr#wolverine#jubilee#storm#gambit#rogue#cyclops#headcanon#these are mainly jokes#morph
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𝚃𝙰𝙳𝙲 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 🎪
Warnings: none! just general/cute headcanons of the silly circus gang 🤸
Gangle can make some downright delicious matcha green tea, she has a set of cups and ofc tea bags in her room so when anyone in the circus is upset or stressed from a wacky adventure, she'd offer to make some for them. (Jax would probably be the only one to refuse but hey he's missing out)
All of the girls of the circus had a sleepover once (it was definitely Ragatha's idea :) ), and when it came to the most invigorating activity being a pillowfight, Zooble kind of hesitated.
"Yeah, I think I should opt out of this one you do know I hit hard Ragatha..right?"
"Oh come on Zoobs!" Ragatha cheered," If I can take a butcher knife to the head a thousand times you sure can't hit me harder than--oof!" a pillow ricocheted at her face, sending her bouncing around her room like a ball in a pinball machine (imagine the sound like the pinball makes while hitting the machine with the situation that is happening to Ragatha)
Finally coming back to solid ground, stars revolve around her head as she weaves from side to side as Zooble immediately ran to her followed by Pomni and Gangle to help the rag doll up and keep her steady. "I'm so sorry, I told you I hit too hard!" "Are you okay Ragatha?" Pomni asked cautiously, waving a hand in front of her face. "I'm good..no worries." she chuckled lightly, a wavered smile paved on her face from being clocked by a damn pillow. Rest assured, they never did pillowfights again because Zooble kicks too much ass lmaooo
Caine is a great singer AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE and here's how everyone knew: he left a door open one day leading to some sort of auditorium different than the one at the Tent, Pomni was the first to see the door, she hesitantly stepped into the other world.
An array of seats were swarmed through the area but no Npc's were in any of the seats but on stage there were a group of them singing a very flowing vocal number, it sounded nice and calming and then walking out in the middle of the stage was Caine, after their measure of singing was cut off by a motion of his hand, silence fell over until the chime of a triangle rang out and he started singing ♥️ his voice was remarkable (song below)
Pomni=flabbergasted and in awe that this a.i could sing so well, she could almost feel herself floating from the graceful power of his singing voice she HAD to tell everyone! she ran to everyone's room, spreading the word and by the time Caine finished performing, all the circus members applauded and cheered.
Ragatha and Gangle were crying a little cause it was so beautiful.
Caine was startled at first no one ever came to his singing performances but momentarily starts bowing in reciprocation of the wonderous appreciation for him.
Pomni has actually asked Caine if she could have a change of outfit, guess what the a.i does? JUST GUESS? Bro changes the color theme of her fit b r u h 😂
Jax and Bubble have kissed once but it was off camera
Zooble was so tired one day that the next morning Jax saw them sleeping in her own 'Zooble Box' full of their spare parts. The purple rabbit thought this would be a funny picture on the wall so he snapped one then getting slapped around by the grumpy assortment of parts after
Ragatha loves to bake. She could bake almost everything you could imagine. Her fav thing to make is pineapple upside down cake or peach cobbler 😋
Kinger collects fireflies in mason jars to have some light in his dark little pillowfort during the day and then the following night he sets them free into the night. he thinks of them as his tiny house guards 🥺🥺🥺
Whenever somebody is in emotional turmoil, instead of Ragatha being the one for emotional advice Pomni has learned to take her place sometimes since she has transformed Gummigoo into a more hopeful being after his traumatic realization of him being an npc 🥲
She's invented her own kind of comforting strat s since she has known now that her friends really care about her. You can say it kind of inspired her to be like Ragatha but in her own unique way 💟
Zooble listens to breakcore/vogue music because it helps them with being comfortable with their mix n' match parts and feeling whole. Sometimes feeling like a fem/them queen helps being in this hellhole of a digital realm 💅
Jax would say rizz and not know what it means, just only says it cause it sounds cool 🙄 bro is literally rizzing up ppl in the show (watch the pilot or ep 2 you'll see what i mean)
#tadc#tadc ragatha#tadc zooble#caine tadc#tadc pomni#kinger tadc#tadc gangle#jax tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc headcanons
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