#tw jealous

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Vanilla getting jealous: *pouts with his arms crossed, mumbling under his breath, waiting for his husbands to kiss him and reassure him they both love him*

Tippy getting jealous: *clings to either Vanilla's or Bel's leg, dramatically crying until they pick him up and reassure him*

Beleza getting jealous:

#tw jealousy #jealousy tw #tw jealous #jealous tw #beltipvans #we're all clingy and a little insecure but much like crayons we're colorful AND non toxic

[selineram3421]

*sleepy*

Courting Pursuit

Part 2

Part 1

Alastor X Deer Reader

Warnings ⚠

⚠ gender neutral (gn) reader, mule deer reader, assuming Alastor is a marsh deer, Spanish translated, stalking-Vox, cussing, implied/suggestive, italics=thoughts, ha..watch out for the end ⚠

You continued to act affectionate towards him.

Even the others noticed and most of them would often ask you to do their work if it was related to him.

Niffty doesn't care and does her work as usual.

The thing is, you don't mind one bit and take up the work.

"Hola Alastor.", you'd greet him every time.

Today you were helping someone else, Husk to be exact, putting away some bottles in storage.

And then he heard that obnoxious voice of the sad excuse of an entertainment performer through his radio next to the television shop, Vox.

"Top of the hour! Today I have a special little treat for you, though the image is sadly glitched out, you can still see what is going on in the photo.", he says. "It's the Radio Demon, receiving an affectionate peck on the forehead from another deer!"

What a creeper. Alastor rolled his eyes and waited for the perfect moment to jump in and make the flat headed piece of tech look like a complete fool.

"From the looks of things, Alastor has a fuck buddy.", the TV demon grinned. "Wouldn't be surprised if he was taking it from behind.", he laughed and continued to rant on about innuendos like an idiot.

Turning a few knobs and flipping some switches, the Radio Demon was live.

"Salutations!", he greeted his listeners. "What an interesting start to the day! An overly cocky man acting like a news anchor when he doesn't have all the facts!", his smile widens. "For a demon asking his viewers to trust him, it's quite bold that he so blatantly lies to their faces."

"That's bullshit! I only provide the best-"

"Vox is so insecure and craving for attention from a powerful Overlord like myself, it's obvious that he's jealous.", Alastor laughed.

"Am fucking not you old timey prick-!"

"Why would he make such an announcement if not for that? Its clear to me that he wants someone to focus on him all the time.", he chuckles. "No wonder he always something new on his screens. But they lack so much that he has to resort to childish news broadcasts to seem important."

"Childish!?"

"As for the demon in the photo, that is a hotel guest and they do not understand English that much. There was a misunderstanding in translation and well..I'm not allowed to kill hotel guests.", then his voice switches. "This does not mean that I will let such an action pass, I will do something mμc# ￦θrs€ than death."

"You lying piece of shit! Tell me them the truth!"

"I should announce that the Hazbin Hotel has its doors open for all sinners who want a shot at redemption! Try to climb your way out of this fiery inferno, some might try to drag you back down, or you'll have trouble all on your own trying to redeem yourself! Anything is possible!", he put in his two bits for advertising the hotel. "And with that my wonderful listeners, I shall bid you all adieu~"

He switched on some jazz, not wanting to hear anymore of Vox's whining.

Something still irked him however..

Perhaps I should pay Rosie another visit. He thought. This time without them knowing.

As soon as he walked through the door of the emporium, his friend waved him over and pointed to her office, letting him know that she'd be there soon.

Once entering the office, he sighed and sat on the couch, already tired of what else would happen later in the day. He didn't want any other unnecessary conversations.

Rosie entered the office not too long after, setting her hat aside as she closed the door.

"You won't believe the gossip I've stumbled across today. Betty, the one with the pooch, not the one with the scar. She-", the woman started but then took notice of his mood. "What's wrong? You look worn out already."

"I don't know what to do with them. Vox, that piece of shit tech, has already made comments but I already put him in his place.", he sighed and ran a hand down his face.

"I heard.", Rosie let out a short laugh.

"The deer is still doing things, not as bold as the first time but I don't want them near me. It's-", he growled and made a choking motion with his hands.

"If it's bothering you that much, you know you can tell them to stop.", she says.

He looks up at her with a wide eyed stare.

She dead pans.

"Alastor. You know you can tell them to stop. Right?"

"The thought hadn't crossed my mind.", he simply says.

"Oh for crying out loud-!", she tosses a pillow at him. "You are unbelievable! Go and speak your mind! You've never had a problem with it before!"

She was right. Why had he been so bothered about something like this?

He should have spoken up about it from the start.

It was late when he returned to the hotel. The lobby was empty and he could only assume that everyone had long been asleep. Walking to the dining room, he spots the kitchen light on.

Angel is probably making an abomination of a hangover cure- He thought and opened the door, only to find the mule deer leaning against the counter half asleep.

You perk up when noticing him.

"Bienvenido. Hice la cena y te guardé un plato.", you wave and smile. (Welcome back. I made dinner and saved you a plate.)

"What are you doing up at this hour? Granted, it is Hell and there are barely any rules around here, sleep is still important.", he says as you pick up a plate covered with tin foil.

Taking off the foil, you give him a plate of food.

Your fingers brush against his, making him flinch back and drop the plate, causing it to shatter on the floor with a loud crash.

Instead of focusing on the mess, you looked at him with worry.

"¿Estás bien? No estás herido, ¿verdad-?", you reach out to him but he smacks your hand away. (Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you-?)

"Don't touch me.", he hisses out. "I am not comfortable with your advances, so I advise you to stop NOW before I tear you apart and make you into tomorrow's dinner."

With that you took a step back.

"No quería incomodarte. Me detendré. Perdóname por no tener en cuenta tus sentimientos.", you muttered and looked away. (I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. I will stop. Forgive me for not taking your feelings into account.)

Alastor didn't bother trying to translate your response in his head, just walking around you and to the door.

"Lo siento.." (I'm sorry..)

He heard you whisper as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving you alone.

With a sigh, you kneeled down and began to clean the mess.

Sad times means cookies.

~Seline, the person.

Part 3

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[tomkinard]

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[yanderambling]

thank you both so much!! i decided to mix these up a bit so have Adrian being jealous over reader bullying someone else (and then doing something about it...)! i hope you like~ also: i changed the gif for... reasons, sorry lol i swear this won't be a thing okay bye enjoy <3

pairing: Masochist Puppyboy!Yandere(m) x Bully!Reader(gn)

words: ~ 2.2k

you can read the original post here!

CW: 18+, yandere behavior, bullying, physical/verbal abuse, breaking/entering, violence, mild gore, suggestive shit too ygi

Adrian watches in stunned horror as you crowd another student against the wall of the school hallway.

You lean your face close to theirs, some sweet poison dripping from your tongue, and they laugh nervously. They keep pressing back against the wall, as if they want to get away from you.

What an idiot. Doesn’t this moron see that they're being blessed in this moment? Don't they know that others would kill to be in their position?

Adrian feels the wooden bento box lid crack under his fingers.

He'd struggled not to assume the worst when you hadn't been at your spot to pick it up today, but now he just feels like a fool for harboring hope.

How could this happen? How could you do this to him? How could this person be more important than his homemade lunch? Than him? Have you gotten bored of him already? What does this dimwit have to offer you that he doesn't?

He's standing in front of you before he realizes he'd moved.

It's even harder to watch up close- your sparkling, predatory eyes tracking every uncomfortable shift of your victim, your body closing them in, making them feel trapped.

Oh, how Adrian aches to be your prey again.

Luckily, it only takes few seconds of awkward hovering before you register his presence.

"Oh- ha, shit. Hey," You tap the other student's shoulder, despite their full attention already being on you, "you've met my mutt, right? Just a sec."

You turn to face him, one hand still on the wall just above the other student's shoulder. Adrian blessedly can't focus on it over the euphoric mantra of my mutt my mutt my mutt echoing in his head.

Your fingers brushing over his as you snatch the lunch away is just enough to break him out of it.

"Great, fuck off now." You turn back to the other student as you jam the box into your bag.

No.

No no no no no.

That can't be it. He can't just leave you here to be swept away by some bland bambi wannabe, resigning him to forever trailing behind, vying for the scraps of your cruelty. No, he can't have that. He can't live off of that.

Stricken by a new sense of panic, Adrian can do little more than remain uncertainly by your side, leveling an unnerving glare at the other student as he imagines every single way he'd like to take them out of the equation.

"I like this jacket." You remark with an infuriatingly flirtatious edge.

"Th-thanks." The student stutters, flinching when you pick an imaginary piece of lint off their arm. Adrian clenches his hands into fists. "Uh, it was a birthday gift, from- from my parents."

A knowing smirk curls your lips as you nod in faux interest (Adrian can tell). "Yeah? Looks expensive. I wonder what else your folks got you?"

The other student starts to look even more uncomfortable, shifting on their feet as their eyes dart around in search of an escape route.

Oh. So that's your plan, skim off their birthday haul? Of course.

Now that he thinks about it, Adrian recalls that this student is somewhat notorious for having wealthy parents- but, hell, Adrian's parents are definitely richer than theirs! Why didn't you just come to him? (Because you have no idea; he certainly doesn't dress like it, he walks to school, and it's not like you pay him too much mind outside of the lunches and entertainment he provides anyway.)

"I can give you money."

You slowly turn your head to face him, a dangerous edge to the movement that sends a thrill down Adrian's spine.

"Did you not hear me before? I said fuck off."

Adrian's gut clenches unpleasantly, torn between his instinct to obey you and his desire to stay the object of your attention.

The latter wins out pretty quickly.

"...no."

Your entire demeanor shifts.

A manic, incredulous sort of smile spreads across your face as the challenge fully registers. Adrian notices your unoccupied hand flexing beside you as you turn to face him fully. He doesn't think he's ever seen you look so wild, so feral. The force of your stare is enough to have him cowering, ears flattening as his tail tucks firmly between his legs (more to hide his tenting crotch than out of fear).

Your voice is menacingly level as you say,

"The fuck did I just hear?"

Adrian is pretty sure his heart has stopped beating.

He's completely frozen, his throat clicking as he struggles for something, anything to say, to get that intense glare off him but also please dear god don't look away-

"Uh- I, ah- I- I didn't- um-"

Brrrriinngg!

Adrian flinches as the bell rings, and he just barely sees the other student ducking under your arm and scurrying off to class.

"Fuck!"

You slam your fist into the concrete wall, causing Adrian to flinch again, though he stays rooted to his spot in front of you.

"See what you did? Stupid fucking mutt..."

You shove past him roughly, and the pain of his shoulder colliding with the wall is beautifully complemented by the residual warmth of your body against his.

He watches in shock as you stalk down the hall and disappear from sight.

He can't believe he did that. He can't believe he's still standing. He wonders what would've happened if the bell hadn't rung, if you two hadn't been on school grounds...

A shiver surges through his body at the thought, and he has to physically shake himself to return his mind to the issue at hand.

Crisis averted.

For now.

Throughout the day, you corner that student exactly five more times. Adrian manages to interfere with every single one.

It's at the end of the school day, after you've told him off rather disappointingly for getting involved again (and you don't even give him a good punch for his trouble), that Adrian decides he needs a more permanent solution.

It isn't hard to follow your new target home, god knows he's had plenty of practice, and their security's not much trouble either. It's remarkably robust for a home system, but Adrian is a lonely nerd with too much time on his hands and practical experience. Dismantling it takes less than an hour.

Once he's inside, it's just a matter of scribbling a threatening note in unidentifiable handwriting (stating, in no uncertain terms, that they shouldn't even think of going near you again if they know what's good for them), hiding in their closet to take polaroids of them asleep, removing a lock of their hair to attach to the note alongside the polaroids, and leaving it all on their desk for them to find in the morning.

He's got it down to a science at this point.

The rest of his night is spent outside your window, watching you sleep and wishing things would go back to normal.

When it's still only your friends at your usual spot the next morning, Adrian feels disappointment weigh him down for the rest of his walk.

But, when he gets to school, he sees you openly scanning the hallways. Alone, no new victim in sight.

It seems they're trying to listen, at least. Emboldened by the lack of competition, Adrian hurriedly brings you your lunch.

You still dismiss him almost immediately.

He's tempted to defy you again, if only for you to give him a second glance, but he really doesn't think he could handle the rush again this soon.

Instead, he watches from a distance as you continuously try to track your new target down, and they consistently evade you.

He has to commend their effort- going to classes without textbooks, hiding in every nook and cranny when you passed, they even ate their lunch in the bathroom- it's looking like they might just be able to comply.

Until school lets out, and you catch them sneaking around the back.

"Hey! You have not been easy to find. If I didn't know better, I'd say you're avoiding me."

Adrian stays hunkered in the shadows as the other student stiffens and slowly turns to face you.

"Leave me alone."

The demand is so quiet, it's mostly lost to the ambient hum of the town around you.

You pull a familiar smirk and sidle closer to them, confidence emanating from your every movement. "What was that?"

They suddenly stumble backwards, just barely saving themself from overbalancing as they shout,

"Leave me alone!"

Your eyes widen at the outburst, and Adrian notices you checking for new witnesses as you raise your hands defensively.

"Woah, woah, what's the-"

"Just- just leave me alone! I know who you are, okay? I-I know what kind of person you are, the- the things you do, and I don't- I don't want anything to do with you! Okay? Or- or your creepy fucking friend, either!"

"My wha-?"

"I don't- None of it! Listen- my-my mom's a lawyer, you know? She could have you arrested for-for harassment, or worse! So just- just leave me alone!"

They turn and flee before you can get another word out.

You're left standing stunned, your hands clenching into fists as you fully process this rejection, this humiliation, this complete and utter undermining of your power.

You can't just go after them, you're not willing to test that whole "lawyer mom" claim, but every second you spend idle stokes the fury smoldering within you.

You need to purge it. You need to take it out on something.

Adrian steps around the corner.

"You."

That one word is enough to make him melt into a puddle.

He's helpless to do anything but stare wide-eyed as you storm over to him. He doesn't even brace himself for the punch, falling to the ground with a sharp groan.

"What the fuck did you do? Huh? What'd you do you little fucking creep?"

You punctuate each question with a kick to his prone form, forcing him to release a litany of moans containing equal parts pain and ecstasy.

This, this is how it's supposed to be; your undivided attention on him, your complete focus on touching him, on making him feel. He's the only one you should want to treat like this, to devote your time, your energy, your passion to.

"Can't keep your fucking nose out of my business, can you?" Another kick. Adrian keens. "Is this what you wanted? Are you happy now, you stupid mutt?"

Yes yes yes.

Another kick, this one landing somewhere on his head. As he feels blood trickle into his eye, Adrian briefly wonders if he's died and gone to heaven.

A solid foot to his stomach tells him he's very much still alive, but with it comes a heady lightness spreading throughout his whole body. Another and he feels like he's floating on the high of your touch, your anger, like he could sink into it and be wrapped up in the warmth of your rage. Another and his vision starts to white out. He's known no greater pleasure in life than surrendering to your furious whims, nothing else has ever felt so right. He wants nothing more than to stay like this forever.

Then the kicking stops.

Adrian instinctively whines at the loss, a high whimper lingering in the back of his throat as his head shoots up to search for you.

You're already stomping away, still muttering quiet curses (though Adrian can't hear them over the blood rushing in his ears) and too far off to catch his pitiful mewling. He doesn't take his eyes off you until you round a corner, and even then his gaze helplessly lingers on the space you had occupied.

He stays laying there long after you leave, blissfully basking in the afterglow of your abuse (he doesn't think his shaking legs would support him for awhile anyway). It isn't until he hears a car start nearby that he forces himself, ever so slowly, to make his way home.

He sneaks in with little trouble, rushing to the bathroom to hide away and admire your handiwork.

Deep, angry bruises are already forming all over his skin, some home to lightly bleeding cuts. Adrian presses on each one as he finds them, committing them to memory as he bites his cheek to keep quiet (it's a losing battle).

Loathe as he is to disfigure your art, he knows you won't have the chance to create more if someone finds out (nobody else could possibly understand the bond you share, so intimate and complex as it is), so he begrudgingly cleans the wounds and patches himself up.

It's a familiar process, almost habit by now, and after the bandages and makeup and careful positioning of clothing, nobody would suspect he'd so much as tripped.

But he knows.

He reminds himself every other second while he's camped outside your house that night, methodically fidgeting with every injury as he works his way across his body. He unconsciously applies extra force against the bruises littering his thighs, unable to tear his gaze from your sleeping face.

He wants to do more (god does he want to), but he can't. He could never.

Not without you.

He'll simply have to settle for torturing himself in the meantime, refreshing your marks so they stay effective, just until you get another chance to do it yourself.

When he sees you at your spot the next day (now carrying a lot of extra cash on the off-chance you decide to empty his pockets), he doesn't even try to stop his tail from wagging.

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[zennotixs]

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[youneedsomeprompts]

~ YOU'RE MINE ~ ROUGH JEALOUS SEX PROMPTS

requested by: anonymous

Feel free to use and reblog!

Setting/scenario:

#1 - carrying on the argument between sloppy kisses and heavy make out #2 - getting aroused by the other's jealousy/obsession with them #3 - teasing the other because they know it will only get them more riled up #4 - giving in to all the sensations despite the prior anger #5 - frustration mixing with passion and pleasure #6 - ignoring comfort for the sake of carnal release #7 - using sex to avoid confronting the real issue #8 - making the sex about proving a point #9 - provoking the other's jealousy to get intense/rough passion #10 - sex as an outlet for a lot of pent-up emotions

Dialogue:

#11 - "I can't believe you even wasted a thought on them." #12 - "Admit it. You need me." #13 - "You know they never stood a chance against you, right?" #14 - "Your jealousy was totally unfounded but if it leads to this, I'm not saying anything against it." #15 - "You're mine." #16 - "This is better, right?" #17 - "Yes, do it. Do anything you like." #18 - "You really think anyone could compete with this?" #19 - "Show me!" #20 - "Yes, I'm yours." #21 - "Do you see what you do to me? Even when you're so aggravating, you're doing this to me." #22 - "I might be better off if I could go without you. But I can't!" #23 - "Make me believe it!" #24 - "I can give it to you, whatever it is you're craving." #25 - "I only need you." #26 - "You're sexy when you're angry." #27 - "Don't try me!" #28 - "Is this too much for you?" #29 - "Could he/she/they do it like this?" #30 - "Did this change your mind?"

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[theedorksinlove]

JEFF SATUR + DUM DUM (UNCHAINED LIVE VERSION)

#jeff satur #jeffsaturedit #kinnporsche cast #mjtag #uservid #tuserhidden #usersrin #usermor #tuserrowan #tusersilence #*mine #he's so pretty i'm actually jealous 😭 imagine looking THAT good #flashing tw

[kneelingshadowsalome]

one of my favorite things about Kö is how differently he would treat his Darlings male friends vs female friends. like a male friend is constantly walking on a wire and every move is hyper analyzed "what do you mean GOOD morning?? are you implying she wasn't having one before? that I could not make her mornings good enough?? Liebe I told you he's got his eye on you let me beat him up"

meanwhile a female friend could straight up walk in and honk her titty and he would probably be like 🤷‍♂️ "women are such affectionate creatures, who am I to get in the way of a beautiful feminine friendship I wonder if they kissed before"

I know he's vaguely aware that he's being a bit of a hypocrite, that he's probably more jealous than the average man (god save him from being counted among any kind of "average" ever) and holds a few double standards, but that still doesn't mean he should get therapy. It's not that bad, right?

Besides, every guy is trying to flirt with you. That's how dudes are! He of all people should know...

But let's not dig into that too much. Besides, you shouldn't be giving these men any attention because that only gets their hopes up. 'Friendzone' is a place he's more than familiar with himself, so let's not pretend that any of those little charmers are actually trying to be your 'friends'. And, uh, do you see him having any female friends? No? That's for a reason, Liebe <3 (um, yeah we have a theory what the real reason is König)

But to be honest, König doesn't even see other women when he started dating you. He's becoming almost impolite, muttering "Ja, ja," to some girl at the mess when she's only trying to wipe the table. He's too busy stalking if you're online because why haven't you responded to his message? :( He sent it like five minutes ago.

Sees you give your female friend a kiss on the cheek, she tries to do the same, you somehow end up colliding so that you nearly peck each other on the mouth and start to giggle because of that. His heart just warms from seeing how sweet you two are... He even lets out a little heh, heh when he sees the friend smack you on the butt in the kitchen, leaving a floury handprint all over your ass. You two look so adorable when trying to make sourdough bread together. Doesn't the world just become thousand times better place with women in it?

#answered #jealous könig #tw: manipulation #can I just use 'könig' as the regular trigger warning #tw: könig #:D

[mammon-s]

Please share some Sleaze!Mammon brainrot you've had with us if you can

Yes!! I love Mams being my sleazy boy!!

Some of these are pretty sleazy I never know if I’m doing too much or not whoops

I feel like he’d take you to sketchy clubs with drugs and sex all around you especially if you are super innocent to see your cute little face get all flustered

And if we want to go with him being even more of a sleaze ball he’d get you high so he can fuck you in front of everyone while you are too blissed out of your mind to care

When he’s at casinos and brings you along, he has you dressed in the skimpiest little outfits dripping with gold and jewels and a hand always on your ass. He also puts you on your knees in front of him sucking him off while he plays, for good luck of course

Again if we want to turn up the sleaze by a lot, if he’s feeling really lucky he gambles you, if he loses you get passed around to all the demons that have been hungrily eyeing you this whole time

Another pretty sketchy one, he loves taking videos of you getting fucked by him and pictures of you with his cum dripping out of you but he loves even more to sell those pictures. It’s a win win he turns a profit and gets to treasure those memories forever

I feel like he’d definitely be a cherry chaser too, what’s better than corrupting a cute little virgin and really being their first

#most of these real mams wouldn’t do bc he’s to jealous and greedy he wouldn’t want to share you or people seeing you the way only he can #but sleazy mammon on the other hand? #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me smut #obey me mammon #obey me mammon smut #tw drug abuse #cw drug abuse #tw dub con #cw dubcon #sleazy! mammon

[onismdaydream]

i love big brother gojo but also... please consider little brother gojo who always threw a tantrum when you were kids when you wouldn't play with him and he never grew out of the habit (you always spoiled him) so now you have to bring him to college parties and he pouts and pulls you away when you talk to anybody else because you're his big sister and you should only pay attention to him

#possessive and jealous and spoiled !!! #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #tw incest #perce.doc #.jjkai

[mcondance]

cw blasphemy.

“i’m a jealous lover.” druig croons, dancing his lips against your parted ones, a hand on your waist. the wall behind you is steady, a contrast to druig’s swaying form. quiet and composed, sure in his emotions, he lays them bare to you in a moment of vulnerability. still, he has to play, to pick and prod with his words in a way only he can. ‘jealous lover’ he says, making holy the words that humans have made holy for centuries.

his origin is not important, not here, not now. now, he’s normal. simple. a reference to god is just that; a morphing of text to something that means much more to you than it’s source. he’s a jealous lover. the context in which it’s used makes it hit you harder, to know he’s referencing a god’s envious love for his people in his love for you.

“jealous lover, huh?” you sing, and he huffs a little breath out of his nose, the corners of his lips turning up. he nods once, his head notching up just a little. “you quotin’ the bible to me?”

and he knows it’s silly, knows you think it’s funny just as you do the religion he quotes, but it’s here, and it’s true. and you know that too.

“i’m jealous,” he almost pouts, the hand on your waist pulling your body to him and swinging his body to yours. your hands come up against his chest, curling around his neck and crossing at the wrist behind his head, your bracelets clinging together softly as they hang.

“what for?” you smile, looking in his eyes like he hung the stars in the sky. it’s ironic, really.

and just like a god, he’s unexplained and understood only by those who worship him. “nothin’.”

#druig x reader #druig x black reader #druig oneshot #druig fluff #x black reader #don’t ask me what this is #i told indy i was jealous last night and was abt to make a religious reference cause yk the bible says god is a jealous lover #and i decided to write it down instead so here #cw blasphemy #tw blasphemy #cw religion #tw religion

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

was asked to doodle an old classic, the Original AU,,,,,, the Eclipse Moves In AU(trademark), where Reader brings a decrepit and neglected beta-stage model of the Daycare Attendant in to the superstar daycare to rehabilitate him and also maybe cuddle his sad lanky self until he's sick of it (he will never b sick of it) and Sun and Moon are very absolutely not jealous nor upset no no not in the slightest they swear

(can also be thought of as the 'Eclipse is Mister Steal Ur Blorbo' au)

#eclipse moves in au #fnaf x reader #fnaf sun/moon x reader #fnaf sun x reader #fnaf moon x reader #fnaf eclipse x reader #doodles #sketches #silly bullshit #also yes this Eclipse is the embodiment of the meme of the cat with the smug face surrounded by knives #jealous sun #tw jealousy #tw possessive

[zebulontheplanet]

I think as an AAC user, I get jealous. I get jealous of those who can chose to use it or don’t use it (I have the choice to not use it, but then I just won’t communicate). I use AAC basically full time in public, and use it sorta at home. I prefer mouth words at home but I usually use It throughout the day.

I know this is probably horrible, but I can’t help but feel jealous of those who don’t need it to just get words out. For their mouth to work. It’s hard to be someone that feels like they have a brain and mouth disconnect. To have words that won’t come out so you HAD to get AAC.

I don’t know, I just feel very jealous of those who don’t constantly struggle with words. Who don’t stutter over their words, who are able to get their words out, who aren’t declining in speech. My speech just continues to get worse and it’s hard to go through that. It’s all just hard.

#zebrambles #autism #medium support needs #semiverbal #aac user #aac device #AAC #aac vent #kinda venty #tw vent #speech struggles #I don’t know. some people might disagree with me. I know I’m very privileged to still even be able to use mouth words still #I’m just still jealous.

[lovesick-wonderland]

Saccharine || c.yj

Summary: In which Yeonjun is addicted to your sweetness.

Warnings: DARK CONTENT, 18+, corruption kink, drugging, noncon, posessive yeonjun, jealous yeonjun, dom yeonjun, unprotected sex, naive y/n, y/n wears dresses and skirts, y/n has a vulva

Minors please DNI

Dislcaimer: this is a work of pure fiction. I do not condone the actions of any characters in this story and the actions do not reflect the idols in any way.

You're not his usual type, Yeonjun tells himself.

You're too sweet with your soft voice and doe eyes. Your pretty skirts and dresses. Too sacchrine that you drown out his other senses with your honeyed voice and personality.

But something akin to jealousy blooms in his chest when Beomgyu whispers something in your ear and you giggle or when you curl up in Soobin's chest when you watch a movie with him.

He reassures himself that you're not Soobin or Beomgyu's type either. Soobin always preferring older, more mature people while Beomgyu preferring someone with a bit more bite to them.

But that doesn't stop jealousy from rearing its ugly head.

Part of him hates it. Part of him hates the grip you have on him but he can't help himself being drawn to you like a bee to nectar.

But you're just too sweet he can't help but indulge.

It's not hard to slip something in your drink when you invite him over for your weekly hangouts.

You're cute when you're drowsy, fighting sleep, eyes fluttering curled up in your shared blanket with him on the couch. You even let out a small yawn and apologize to him before you finally fall asleep.

Yeonjun is estatic when he finally hears your breath slow and grow heavy. Quickly carrying you to your bed, veins buzzing with excitement.

You're finally his. Not Soobins, and especially not Beomgyus.

He drops you on your bed, climbing on top of you, taking in the sight of your cute sleeping form.

God he was going to ruin you.

Yeonjun captures your lips in a kiss, hands cupping your face. It's intimate, a kiss fitting of a lover and Yeonjun almost wishes you're awake. Would you kiss back? Would you be blushing? Or would you be forward? Would you freeze? Or maybe you would react with disgust, pushing him away?

Yeonjun moves down your neck, sucking hickies into your skin, marking you as his as he ghosts his hands up and down your body. His members will know exactly who you belong to.

He sits back and takes in your slightly disheveled appearance. You're so innocent and pretty like this, hair sprawled out, eyes closed, sleeping away without a care in the world or knowledge of what he was doing to you. Your skin starting to turn red and splotchy from the hickies, your lips swollen and slicked with saliva.

Yeonjun doesn't bother fully undressing you, skilled hands pulling your top up and fully discarding your bottoms and underwear. He doesn't fully bother undressing himself either, only taking off his bottoms and leaving his shirt on.

He pecks your lips before prying your legs open and trailing his lips down.

Fuck you look delectable.

He licks a stripe down your pussy, checking for any reaction. He lets out a groan at your taste before diving in and eating you out like a man starved.

He can hear your soft moans and light breaths as he continues. His hand gripping your thighs to keep you open as you approach your high.

He can feel you tighten around him as his tongue swirls inside you. He leaves your cunt, wanting to see your face when you cum. He replaces his tongue with his fingers as he watches you. You squirm slightly from his touch, letting out a whimper.

"It's okay sweetheart, be good for me and let yourself go." Yeonjun murmurs.

Yeonjun thinks it's cute as you cum with a whimper, your face flushed and body slightly sweaty, half undressed with your shirt pulled up to expose your chest.

He quickly removes his fingers and kneels between your legs, tugging at his already hard leaking member as he lines himself up with your slick hole.

Yeonjun lets out a huff as your tight walls engulf him, trying to move slowly as to not wake you. He lets out a moan as he feels himself bottom out, bumping against your cervix.

He begins thrusting, short and shallow, trying to carve himself into your walls.

You just feel too good. Your walls hugging him tightly, sucking him in deeper. Your small moans and breathy whimpers spurring him on.

It isn't long before Yeonjun's self controls slips away. How could he when you were just so addicting and sweet?

He folds your body into half, legs pressed against your shoulders as he fucks into you hard and fast.

Too caught up in his pleasure, Yeonjun doesn't notice it when your eyes begin to flutter open, awoken by the jostling.

"Jjunie? What's going on?"

Yeonjun freezes as ice fills his veins as he sees you gazing at him with your sweet bleary eyes. This was not supposed to happen.

His hand leaves your leg and comes to stroke your hair.

"Shhh, just go back to sleep. It's just a dream."

You slowly nod and lean into his touch, head not fully processing things as you mumble something incoherent as you doze off again.

You're so adorably naive, Yeonjun thinks to himself. Never questioning him and always obeying him.

Yeonjun resumes his previous pace before you awoke, chasing his high. He can feel you're close, hand snaking down to rub your clit in rough circles.

It's not long before you reach your high, taking Yeonjun along with you.

"You want my cum that bad? You're so good for me, aren't you? Take it like, it's all yours." Yeonjun speaks, out of breath.

Yeonjun's eyes roll to the back of his head as he cums inside you, feeling your walls pulse around him, milking him, begging for his cum.

Yeonjun pulls out slowly, eyes focused on your ruined cunt and how his cum oozes out of you.

He scrambles for his phone, quickly taking a picture of you and then one of your ruined pussy.

He lets out a small 'tsk' as he scoops up his cum and pushes it back inside of you.

He captures your lips in a sickly sweet kiss, his form suffocating your body.

"Not that innocent now, hm? You're just too sacchrine for me to resist, aren't you?"

#yandere kpop #tw: noncon #tw: corruption kink #yeonjun x reader #yandere x reader #tw: drugging #yandere txt #jealous!yeonjun #possessive!yeonjun #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #tomorrow by together #choi yeonjun #txt smut

[nartothelar]

Could you maybe draw jealous mafia boss hizasi like you did for the reverse Mafi. I'm just having a bad day and those are my favorite aus. Or like reverse Mafia meeting of mafia. Hopefully this all makes sense I have a head splitting cluster headache. Just really love those au. I'm a head to bed now. Night night

“who’s guarding who again?”

#hope you get better soon! #good excuse to draw jealous mic lol #mafia au #erasermic #yamada hizashi #aizawa shouta #eraserhead #present mic #bnha #boku no hero academia #hizashi yamada #mha #my hero academia #bnha fanart #fanart #ask #tw guns

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Hello there again! Got another thought to share!

What or how does being territorial look like on BOTH of them? (Territorial is protecting what’s already yours; whereas, jealousy is WISHING to possess what isn’t.) Now hear me out on this; this is for AFTER she finally admits she loves him & is now just living her life with him so happily as his precious & beloved wife while she’s finally and openly is treating and loving him as her dearly loved husband after getting over the “expectations” she thought she needed to uphold.

With Konig, how does he react/behave/or even think when he notices that other men are ogling his sweet & pretty wife? Does he go into a silent but terrifying rage? Does he get more “handsy” with her to publicly show she’s completely OFF LIMITS? (Like he gentle but steadily keeps a hand at her waist while keeping her tucked at his side while slyly side-eyeing the offender(s) with a look of “don’t even think about it/I’ll kill you.”) Would it be worst or better for him when he realizes that his precious wife DOESN’T even notice the attention other men are putting on her because ALL she can see now is her beloved Konig because other men just CAN’T compare to him? (She now has tunnel vision on him only because other men aren’t even a blimp on her attention radar.) Example: like when they go to into town to shop for whatever reason or even to look at the catalogs for his wife to see about what next nice things she can ask him to buy for there home, only while she’s so busy/distracted going through the catalogs that she doesn’t notice another man is eyeing her & coming closer to her who wants to try to get her attention (stupid man either ignores or doesn’t notice Konig’s beautiful ring on her finger). Only before the poor idiot can even get close to her, here comes Konig pulling the breaks on him intentions & scaring the crap out the idiot away from his wife; all the while she’s busy in her own little situation of shopping.

Or how about with her? After finally admitting to herself & him that she heads-over-heels in love with him, how would she react if she ever noticed that another woman actually finds her husband attractive & actually tried to grab for his attention? Like would she see her as a threat trying to steal her lover from her? Because she cares more about having his love for her being stolen by a potential home-wrecker hoe then the lifestyle she has with him (she found her happily ever after and she’s NOT gonna let another woman steal it from her). Would wifey actually get possessive over him? Would she jab passive-aggressive remarks to the shameless cunt trying to get her husband’s attention? How would she react if she actually notices that her husband is completely oblivious to the attention another woman is giving him (like because since no other woman can hold his attention the woman’s flirting completely goes over his head & he just thinks this woman is being overly friendly with him)? *LE GASP!* 😱 Would WIFEY for ONCE get handsy with HIM?! Like she’s so ANGRY at the situation that this shameless bitch is trying to steal her husband right in front of her, that she doesn’t even care that they’re in public, and actually wraps her arms around his waist to possessively hug him and actually slyly keeps her hands on his ass while giving the hoe a serious look that states “You see this I’m holding? ALL of this is MINE! If you don’t back off, I might actually have to kill you.” (Would Konig go blue screen from her getting handsy with him for once?) Because although he’s tall with an European background, has an accent & is a bit awkward that made him unpopular in most social situations; she finally realizes that there ARE actual others out there who DO get attracted to those traits that her husband has. (Guilty bitch right here 🙋🏻‍♀️; tall guys with accents who just happen to be great lovers are a weakness for me!🤷🏻‍♀️) How would Konig react when he finally realizes that his wife was acting as she did because she didn’t like that another woman was trying to get his attention? Would he feel so honored & blessed that his wife will fight for him? Or would that just make him super horny that he wants to plow her as a thank you for loving him so much?

Basically would both go into a “I will kill you” state of mind if someone drew unwanted attention on their spouse? Like below.

The reason why this is such an endearing imagine is that, to my knowledge, any kind of PDA was abhorred as scandalous during this era!

Even König has to keep his hands off if he wants to avoid shocked gasps and excited whispers, and truth be told, he doesn’t give a shit about those. But what he does give a shit about is not disappointing his beloved... Grabbing her waist borders on treating her like some common whore, so as much as she loves it when he does that, as much as König’s hands ITCH to get a little “gropey” in public, all they can do is act decent and docile, like a married couple just strolling through town 🙄

The same applies to her: even if they’re married and in love, she can’t just drape herself all over him even if she wants to :( She’s too proud with her reputation, appearances and such. She was taught to be a lady, and even if she rides him like a horse at night or lifts her skirts for him like she’s just an animal to be bred, she’s going to be in her most ladylike demeanour when they’re in public! She puts her gloves on, her nose up, deals out distant looks and cultured, pretty speeches – unless she’s looking at or talking to her husband, oh, um, well. Anyone can see this lady is neck deep in love and would do anything to get him to touch her... What a horrible flirt, using God’s gift of marriage for such lustful activities! And her husband is even worse… He’s probably corrupted this poor little thing, trying to act all snobby in the frontier; one can only imagine how these two are like when no one can see, probably like animals, yes!

But even our pompous little lady can get riled up if she sees someone flirting with her husband... And it’s so funny because other women are simply air to König, the only pair of lovely eyes he sees is hers. He wants her attention and love like a man dying of thirst even if he now has it and then some more. And she has it no better: his love and worship are like the daily bread for her now. Other men have looked like boys compared to König ever since she stood on that altar next to him... She lied to herself for so long that she wanted a cultured, civilised man. That manly traits would, of course, be more than welcome, but that she didn’t want some rough creature to live with… And then fooled herself into thinking that that’s not exactly who she’s writing to when she entered correspondence with this man. When she stepped out of that train and saw this hulking beast of a man, speaking with a foreign accent and looking at her like a piece of meat and angel feathers, she still foolishly thought that she was not into men like him.

But now that she has made peace with herself, her mind is more at ease and she can enjoy him to the full. She waits for their nightly activities like it’s Judgment Day and she gets to ascend to heaven, she even bathes with him sometimes, too starved to feel how those strong arms wrap around her when she demurely enters the tub... But seeing that there are other women, most of them very unladylike, who look at her husband with the same eyes she looks at him in the bedroom – that will just not do!

Things go so far with one woman who must be a courtesan of some sort, that she actually flits across the street, looking like an angry little cupcake in that new dress König got her, and slaps her. With her gloves on, of course, she wouldn’t want to dirty herself with the likes of this “lady”!

König has been oblivious to this woman’s attempts to flirt and is only shocked to find that his little lady is so upset about something, she never slapped him even if he was being rude and needy and far from a gentleman, so whatever crime this woman has done to his wife must be horrible! She refuses to talk about it and just leaves this saloon lady laughing and rubbing her cheek as they hurry back home; nothing he does or says makes her confess why she hit her.

She’s all pouty for the rest of the evening, eyeing him like this is all his fault, all in all looks like a cat who has burned her paws on a hot stove and has then been thrown to an ice cold river :( She’s so adorable he can’t keep his hands off, he wishes she would just tell him what stone has found its way in her tiny little shoe now, see if he could fix it... His pet name for her seems so very fitting now, she’s like a princess whose subjects have betrayed her trust, his poor little queen is in a foul mood all evening and even more so when he starts to slowly take off her dress.

It seems she’s just in need of a good fuck, and he’s become an expert in that with her; why not let him unlace her corset? He’s not as clumsy as he was, hmm...?

She melts in his arms slowly like a small, adorable ice cube, and after she has had her fill of his cock, moaned and mewed and clenched around it until they’re both just a sweaty heap of limbs on the bed, she finally sniffles and tells him what the problem is.

When he can’t stifle his smile, and then the bubbling laughter in his chest, she gives him a very nasty look, a look that could kill.

His poor princess was just jealous… What else can he do but smile? Does this mean that she loves him?? :)

#mail order bride #gold rush au #König would be so awful when jealous tbh #he would just start a ruckus and embarrass her #cue her running back home to pout again #all of these scenarios end in König fucking it better lol #tw: long post #long post