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#((and the reason why hes a great cook is because he's had to cater to madarame's meals and madarame gets angry when he fucks up-))
sanjisblackasswife · 10 months
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hiii tate :)) could i request what's the op men's love language please? (monster trio, ace, sabo and law?)
Enjoy!<3
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𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖
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Love Languages: Words of Affirmation, Physical Touch, Receiving/Giving Gifts, Quality Time, Acts of Service
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THIS IS SO LOOONNGGGUHHHH
Sabo, Sanji, Ace, Law, Zoro, Luffy
Blk! Fem Reader
CW: LL, Fluff, Suggestive a little(?), Established Relationships
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Sanji
Probably the only man that actually shows and loves all Love Languages equally.
WoA: He will praise you until the day is gone, and even in his sleep he mutters ways of speaking so highly of you; “Y/n…my love! My sweet! My beautiful princess…” He loves moaning your name whether in bed or…y’know in bed (😉) He adores how flustered you get from his words, how everytime you change something just so slightly about yourself he notices and gives it all the attention. There isnt a moment that goes by where he isnt finding new ways to express his love for your verbally. Even with little notes he passes to you through out the day. That doesn’t stop there though he loves YOUR words more. When you tell him how much you love him, how pretty he looks, even from how great he cooks he melts in the palm of your hand.
PT: He’s a pervert for one. Of course he loves touching. Man loves PDA more than anything. But ignoring the perverted touches he does to you like while you both are sleep he creeps his hand under your shirt to squeeze your breast or his hand always “accidentally “ falling on your ass when you stand by him. He does a lot of mindless touching you, you actually became his personal stress toy, being squeezed on whether it’s your hands, thighs, or cheeks. Your skin is so soft and plushy and he loves when you do the same. He blushes so quickly when you kiss his cheek, play with his fingers and give his knuckles a kiss while you both sit together. He can’t get enough of touching you.
R/GG: His heart skips a beat when you come back from being apart to see you bring him back something that reminded you of him. Sanji always brings you back flowers, snacks you may like, an outfit, whatever because he always thinks of you and your likes and dislikes. You once bought him a lighter with his name on it on your first date, and though it is no longer in use because he used it so much he still has kept it in his pocket and from time to time he takes it out on accident and just stares at it in awe. A small reminder of the many reasons why he loves u.
QT: Sanji doesn’t really like when people are so close and “distracting” him too much from cooking. But when you stop in and ask him to try his latest dish it sparks up a new level of happiness. “W-would you mind sitting here and staying as my taste tester?” He shyly asks as an excuse for “Please stay in here with me.” Believe it or not Sanji keeps himself busy to run away from the lingering thoughts he gets when he is alone (as well as the other men). But sometimes cooking/smoking isn’t enough, but with You being there it helps immensely. More than you’ll ever know.
AoS: He loves catering to you. He loves being your little butler. Though you dont see it that way. He just loves to be needed by you. He loves that you depend on him. He loves that he can depend on you. His pride doesnt like to admit it though. Not in a “alpha male” kind of way but he never had much to depend on in his younger years up until Zeff so you definitely taught him to love and accept love when given.
Zoro
When Zoro loves he loves hard so when he expresses his LL to you it’s usually pretty intense.
PT: Though he isn’t very into PDA that doesn’t stop him from simple things like Hand holding, picking you up, or even a small gesture like fixing your hair or wiping the frosting off the corner of your lip in public. He is a touchy guy in private though. He didn’t realize it until you pointed it out when he kept rubbing his thumb on your hand while you spoke to him privately on the floor of the CN. It was embarrassing for him, but it didn’t stop him from touching you more. When you touch him back, he freezes. His cheeks get so hot you can almost feel the heat when you get up close and personal. But it’s soothing. Your touch is what relaxes him. When you massage him or simply hug him suddenly from behind. It’s a comfort he cant explain. He also loves touching you ass.
QT: Naps, eating/drinking together, going on walks that leave you both lost, you name it Zoro wants to go with you. Even just sitting in silence can have the man happy. He doesn’t care about any awkward silences. Knowing you’re in his presence is enough to want to keep having you around him. “Woman. Come here.” Damn near sounding sassy and demanding asking you to follow him back to his room to just separate each other from the chaos of the Sunny. No complaints though. Even if you want to talk about nothing he is more than willing to hear you. He loves bantering with you the most.
AoS: Zoro tries his hardest to show his love with words, but he fails most times. He just isn’t accustomed to speaking his feelings since he never did as a child. So. Just like Sanji. He loves that you depend on him. Please do he is happy to do so. When you call on him just to open a jar he loves to tease you about it too. “😏So you need a real man to—“ “JUST OPEN THE JAR!” “😒” He is there to open jars, listen to your problems, and even whoop a man’s ass if you need it. He will never complain to putting himself out there to assist you in the best way possible. It’s the same with you as well, he usually prides himself on not needing help because he’s a piece of crap, but when you come to his aid after a fight or when he needs assistance on what to wear he’s always appreciates it. Giving you a temple kiss and a small mutter of “Thank you, mama.”
Luffy
His love is so expressive you can’t ever question if his feelings for you is fake or not.
WoA: Man can make anybody blush. He’s made pretty much every person he knows flustered. It’s a gift. His sweet big smile and giggle after complimenting your skills and intellect will always leave you speechless. If Luffy had a tail he’d be wagging it everytime he heard you praise him as well as when he praises you. You’re his favorite person, and with that you will get at least 3 compliments a day. MINIMUM. Accompanied with a smile. A smile that makes you match it everytime he does it. Match his energy though and compliment him back! Who knows.. you may be one of the few people that can make Luffy blush.
PT: Touchy boy. Loves to wrap his limbs around you. Loves to smooch you. Loves PDA (doesnt even know what that is). Loves being close to you. You have officially became his personal Teddy Bear. He squeezes you alot. If youre a bigger girl you definitely will have moments in the day where he just clings onto you like a koala. You smell as good as you look to him so dont be surprised if he stays on you like an extra limb until lunch.
AoS: He will always be there for you. You’re his girlfriend but most importantly youre his friend. Youre his. And he doesnt even realize the way he expresses his love for you everyday is with how he protects you. He is very emotionally intelligent and available when youre down. He may not be the brightest but he always finds a way to pick up a solution to your problems. And it’s the same with you, when you can be there for him. It makes his stomach grow butterflies.
Ace
He doesn’t believe he is worth loving, but dammit the way he expresses HIS love is almost remarkable.
WoA: He will nickname you to DEATH. “Pretty girl”, “Babydoll”, “KoalaBear”, “Cub”, “Baby” “Babe”, “Sunshine”, “Dollface” the list goes on. Even some nicknames are pure inside jokes. He loves to also hear how much you love him. Your actions do speak louder than your words, but damn he loves when he hears you say “I love you, Ace.” His whole day is completely refresh when he hears his name and “love” coming out of your mouth. He blushes like he’s a little kid again when you cup his face and tell him, punctuating with a kiss on his nose.
QT: You and him are what most people say “Inseparable “. Wherever you are, he is and wherever he is you are. It’s not even on purpose you both just love to be around each other. You both gravitated to each other the first day Ace was on board the MD. You both are always caught holding hands or you are on his back traveling. Granted he is sometimes stubborn and follows you when you have to travel alone, which gets him in trouble, but it’s worth it.
PT: Like I said you both are always hand holding. He actually developed this LL because of you. You both got closer during the winter and one night he noticed how cold you were and wrapped an arm around you. His warmth was something you grew attached to and though your sudden touches always blindsided him. He almost developed a separation anxiety because of you. Sleeping with you, eating with you, even showering with you. He wants to touch your plushy body at all times….sometimes its not always sexual. Sometimes.
AoS: You both kind of have a tit for tat relationship. You cover for him. He covers for you. You buy him food. He carries you back home. He cleans yall shared room. You massage his back when he feels sore after a fight. It’s something you both love doing for each other. He loves knowing you have his back and he has your no matter what the situation is. He calls you his mini me sometimes for how you help him out.
Law
A stoic man yet he’s so expressive towards you at the same time???
WoA: He compliments you aggressively. “You’re too fucking cute.” “Stop looking so attractive.” “You’re too smart. Stop that.” It’s….interesting to say the least. He looks at you in awe and in his mind he is malfunctioning and spazzing out on how amazing you are to him and how perfect you look even in his shirt, but his words just…well..he tries. You however arent afraid of how much you compliment him and he is embarrassed on how much he loves hearing it. When you tell him how educated he is or how much you loved his new attire he gets a little big headed and thinks about your sweet words all day even behind his frown.
QT: Another man that loves his peace. He does, but whether you actually give him that or not it doesnt matter as long as youre with him. When he invites you to stay in his office as he studies he sometimes just looks up at stares at you, you could be fast asleep on his couch or reading a book, he just likes knowing you’re close by. It almost relieves the tense feeling he have been holding in for hours.
Sabo
A revolutionary man with a revolutionary way of expressing just how much he loves you (ik that was corny)
WoA: His sly words always leave you blushing. He’s like Luffy with his praise but in a more mature manner. Pointing out the small details he loves about you so randomly it almost throws you off balance the rest of the day. “That ponytail you had on this morning made you look like you were glowing, sweetheart. I loved that look on you.” Always leaving you wanting to compliment him back, but he leaves you no time after landing a passionate kiss afterwards. He knows the effect his words have on you which is why he loves drowning you in them.
QT: Eating out, long days in the office, naps, long walks you name it. He loves being productive with you. Even if it’s to accompany him. You’re like his little sidekick. Being around you is what puts him at ease. Even if the job he is doing is boring he promises to make it up to you later that night for being so patient with him.
AoS: I mean yeah. Just like Sanji hand and foot by your side to assist you on whatever issue you have. He is the only person he wants you to come to. You’re his one and only and due to that making sure you’re, happy, safe, and sound is one of his first priorities.
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gabessquishytum · 5 months
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Hob meets a pregnant Dream as he's delivering for his own local (but) fancy and low-staffed meal delivery service.
Dream needs help getting the proper nutrients and nutrition while pregnant, so he (was forced) along with his sisters to taste all food delivery services that delivered to his apartment and Hob's service was the only one with food he could stomach, let alone actively liked.
Hob doesn’t normally deliver his meals, but Matthew was sick and self-employed business owners do what's necessary. Dream answered the door, and Hob was smitten instantly by the beautiful grumpy pregnant person at the door. Then he turned around asking if Hob could maybe help him out by putting the food away in the kitchen. Hob may have been a little ass-matized --- staring (perving) on this gorgeous person's ass --- saying of course.
Thank goodness Dream's delivery was Hob's last one, because he doesn’t leave for a few hours. Not in a dirty way,,,, yet!
Hob is a reformed slut, and he might want to keep this man and baby, so he has to be chill...offering to cook for him in person-fresh (daily) a few times a week, is just being helpful. (Shut up!)
AHHH I love this concept!!!
Hob is reasonably good at catering to the needs of pregnant people - he had younger siblings, he's had pregnant friends. So it's pretty easy for him to get into Dream’s good books by offering essential services such as: 3am ice cream delivery, lower back massage, shaving Dream’s legs for him, talking to him during the night when he can't sleep, cuddles after hormonal outbursts. Dream is just wondering where this angel came from and why he's here in Dream’s apartment making salt caramel cookies and holding Dream’s bump for him for minutes at a time.
Dream entire family are also like how??? have you managed to get this reasonably normal man to be your slave??? They don't know that Hob is having the best time gently perving on Dream’s perfect figure. Plus who doesn't enjoy cuddles and midnight snacks? Hob is having a great time.
They don't even fuck until Dream is way over 6 months gone and just super uncomfortable yet vaguely horny 24/7. It makes perfect sense to ask Hob for help. Turns out he was a magic cock that makes Dream wish he hadn't waited so long to jump his bones - he should have bent over the counter that first day when Hob came with the food delivery, it would have made so much more sense!
...just like it makes perfect sense to put Hob’s name on the birth certificate when Dream eventually pops out the kid. He figures Hob has earned to right (especially since Dream broke his hand squeezing so hard during labour).
Hob didn't think that being helpful would make him a dad, but you won't hear him complaining. He can't wait to take care of Dream’s sexy little butt forever <3
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ryuichirou · 2 months
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A couple of replies related to our artwork from yesterday + a couple of shippy ones! Plus I think one of the replies works as a mini-hc list for our Idia ships…
Anonymous asked:
Idia, Sweetie, why are your pants so low? Someone’s liable to pull them them clean off…
Idia’s pants are escaping… the whole room reeks of danger, so his pants obtained sentience and managed to pull themselves lower. Just a couple more minutes, and they’ll run away.
Well, the Tweels will rip them off before they achieve this goal…
blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:
You have now awoken my old TWST Lab AU thanks to your Leech x Idia art work. I'm talking the overblots as patients and the first years are also patients while most of the second and third years are doctors and nurses, a lot of sneaking stuff in and sneaking off for some hardcore fun, we even had a rp (me and my friend) where Riddle got tired of the rage tests and shocks he got and had a three way between Azul and Floyd to let off steam
Damn that sounds great lol You guys always have a lot of fun! I’m glad Azul and Floyd were there to help Riddle out, tests and shocks sound tough~
I don’t know, labs and hospitals are such a sexy setting, especially when there is a darker twist to them.
Anonymous asked:
Idia will not love to meet the tweels' parents. I'm sure it will be misery for him to do so.
Oh absolutely. I think Idia would hate meeting anyone’s  parents to be honest, even Azul’s mom, who is supposed to be a lovely woman lol But the Tweels’ parents are way too intimidating. And if they act friendly, it’s somehow even more scary!
Anonymous asked:
Is there anything that Idia would see his lover doing that would drive him crazy (in a good way, of course) i.e. biting their lip, twirling their hair, anything?
Hmm, it’s not like it drives him super crazy, but he tends to unintentionally start to stare and feel a bit excited, when…
Azul opens jars and bottles with seemingly 0 effort. Not like he does it often in front of Idia, but that’s one of the reasons Idia could never get used to it. Maybe also when Azul bites his lip, but that’s because of his beauty mark – it kind of attracts Idia’s attention.
Lilia messages him first or sends an emote (he does it super rarely, so it’s always a big deal and makes Idia very happy), or looks at him with a smug and intimidating face. Idia would never admit that he likes the latter though.
Floyd runs/parkours past him. Not only it feels great when he isn’t chasing Idia, but also… damn that’s fast. And the way Floyd’s body works is almost freaky, he truly resembles an animal when he does this type of stuff. He’s so big.
Jade does anything with his hands/fingers: cooks, folds paper, writes something down. Idia kind of looks at him a lot during their housewarden/vice-housewarden meetings, Jade’s hands are very… agile. And long. Makes one’s mind wander. Plus, Jade always makes it look effortless and exceptionally precise, as if he’s not human.
Sebek holds a bunch of heavy objects, like chairs or boxes, and showcases his strength in any other way, but it has to be casual, because otherwise it’s like Sebek is bragging about being strong. The fact that this isn’t a big deal to him at all is what makes Idia stare. 
Ortho does anything!!! He is a cutie! But if we’re being serious, get these “tingly” moments when Ortho acts like a handsome young man. Winks at him, does gentlemanly/boyfriend gestures, says something straight out of either a romance manga or a movie. It’s very unusual, and Ortho’s been doing it more often lately. Maybe it’s on purpose?
Anonymous asked:
I was about to ask if you like Floyd x Cater or Sebek x Cater or Jack x Cater but then I read yer bio :( so do you have other Cater ships? I'm super curious since I don't see ya talking about him a lot
Yeah, sorry… even if it wasn’t for our top/bottom thing, these dynamics aren’t really our cup of tea unfortunately :(
We don’t have any major Cater ships, but we did talk about a couple of them before: Cater/Vil, Cater/Idia and Cater/Malleus. All of those are intriguing, and if we didn’t have all the other ships that keep us busy, I probably would’ve sketched them, but I just never have time for Cater somehow…
Anonymous asked:
You fw Floyd/Deuce? 👁👁
They have potential~ We talked about them here.
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SFW Alphabet ~ Steve Harrington Edition
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warnings and tags: mentions of smut but not in details so 16+ just in case, food consumption, a creepy man flirts with R but Steve shuts him down, minor mention of the upside down, lmk if i missed anything!!
NSFW version can be found over on my spicy blog - @hornyhornyhimbos
tumblr crashed the first time i wrote this so this is not anywhere near as good as it was the first time :')
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A = Affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)
He's very affectionate in private. He feels really insecure about PDA sometimes because people have made fun of him for it in the past, but he's never gonna not hold your hand or hug you or kiss you if that's what you want. You just have to ask outright sometimes.
His favorite form of PDA is... CASUAL DOMINANCE. He might not like to kiss you on the lips in front of everyone, but he's always looking for a reason to tie your shoe for you, give you his coat, hell he'll order for you if you let him. He might like the typical PDA but he loves some casual dominance 🫶🏻
B = Best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)
He's definitely the smartass friend. He loves using sarcasm as a love language when he's around friends.
C = Cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)
He LOVES cuddling at home. your body in between his legs, your head resting on his tummy, his hands massaging your scalp. He loves cuddling on the couch and watching tv together. It's his favorite part of the day 🫶🏻
D = Domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Well, we already know how he feels about settling down and having kids so i'll just give my opinion on the second half of this question.
He's... well, he sucks at cooking. He grew up with nannies and au pairs and during the holidays he had caterers for all his parents parties so he never really learned how to cook. Not to say he wouldn't love to learn someday, he just needs a bit of help.
As for cleaning, this one he's GREAT at. Because of all the parties his parents threw growing up, he always had to make sure not a thing was out of place in his room or in the bathroom so he's great at cleaning.
E = Ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
He would be the sweetest about it. He'd come to your house so you didn't have to drive home with all those emotions on your mind. He'd probably even consult your best friend first so they could come over with snacks and movies to help you feel better. No matter the reason for the relationship ending, he'd always be the kind to let the other person know that it was never either one of their faults, time just has its way with things.
F = Fiancé (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)
I think after Steve's sort of growing up phase, he became very aware of how much commitment means to people. I think once he reached college age, he'd be more likely to be in a long-term relationship.
I think he'd have a specific timeline for when he'd want to get married. Two years of dating, a year to eighteen months of engagement, and then marriage.
G = Gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
He's very gentle with other people. He has a hard time understanding that men can be gentle with themselves, they don't always have to man up, but he always makes it a point to be gentle with other people.
H = Hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)
He loves hugs. He's never gonna be the one to go out and seek hugs because again, he's a ✨️man✨️ but if you come to him for a hug, he's gonna bask in it the entire time it's happening.
I = I Love You (how fast do they say the L-word?)
Idk why, but I just feel like he'd wait until your first time to say it. In his mind, it would just make it so much more special.
J = Jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)
He's only jealous if there's a reason. If some guy walks up and starts talking to you, he's not gonna be jealous. But if he were to eye you up and down or start flirting with you, that's when the jealousy would get switched on.
I actually thought up a scenario for jealous!Steve so here's that. Hope you enjoy! ❤️
Say you're at the mall together one day, looking for dresses for a party. His parents are throwing a nice dinner party and Steve couldn't help but get you a new dress.
You're looking through the rack when your eyes land on a beautiful black dress. Suddenly, a guy walks by. "That dress would look stunning on your figure, gorgeous."
Suddenly, you want to throw up at the sight of the black dress. No matter how hard you could ever try, you'd always think of this disgusting, creepy man every time you saw in your closet.
Steve to the rescue!!! He steps around the rack with a gorgeous red dress. It would look absolutely amazing on you and it was darn near the exact color of Steve's favorite tie. "I agree, the black would look stunning on you, babe. But this red... You'd drive all those other girls at the party to sheer insanity as they try to figure out how you were blessed with such beauty," he'd say before leaving a long kiss to your lips.
Needless to say, that was the end of disgusting, creepy man.
K = Kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)
His kisses definitely depend on the vibes. Sometimes, he'll give you casual pecks, sometimes he'll give you needier, longer kisses. Really just depends on the vibes and what each of you needs.
He loves to kiss you on the forehead and cheeks. He loves to watch your face heat up and your cheeks turn pink with delight.
He loves being kissed on the lips. Cheesy I know, but he just loves when you take control and you're the one driving the kiss.
L = Little Ones (how are they around children?)
I imagine him growing up in a huge family. He was the oldest of the cousins, but he always hung out with the younger cousins at family functions because all the cousins his own age had already been brainwashed into thinking they were entitled just because they were Harringtons. So he'd always hang out with the younger kids, who absolutely ADORED him.
M = Morning (how are mornings spent with them?)
He's always the first one to wake up. He'll lie there beside you silently, until the last possible minute, when he wakes you up by covering your face in kisses. Finally, when you're awake, he lands a kiss on your lips with a, "Good morning, my love."
He might not be a good cook, but he always makes it a point to make you breakfast. While you shower up, he makes one of the only foods he's mastered: scrambled eggs. He'll pop some bread into the toaster on the setting you like best. He'll make you tea or coffee or juice or whatever your preferred breakfast drink is.
Once you're both finished with breakfast, he'll drive you to work, even if your job is all the way across town. He'll put on some soft music on the radio and hold your hand in his, the other on the steering wheel. You're his passenger princess, and you both know it.
N = Night (how are nights spent with them?)
Your nights together are very much a juxtaposition of your mornings. You'll cook dinner while he showers up after work, slightly louder music playing on the radio to keep you awake.
After dinner, you'll cuddle up on the couch with a bowl of ice cream, watching the latest episode of the show you've both been obsessed with.
Once your show goes off, he'll grab your hand in his and lead you to the bathroom, both of you standing in your respective places in the bathroom, just brushing your teeth in the comfortable silence of each other.
Finally, you make it to bed, his side being the closest to the door in case anyone ever breaks in so he can protect you 🫶🏻 you both just snuggle up together, your legs intertwined, your arm slung over his belly. He's always the first one asleep too, so you'll be lying beside him, just listening to the soft puffs escaping his lips, until you fall asleep beside him, your arm never leaving his torso.
O = Open (when do they reveal things about themself? do they say everything at once or reveal things slowly?)
He's definitely built walls over the years. Every time he enters a new relationship, he becomes that much more guarded, his biggest fear being that he'll confess all his secrets and then his s/o will hate him and leave him.
You definitely have to pick him apart, piece by piece and brick by brick. But once you get it out of him, he'll never hold back another thing from you ever again.
P = Patience (how easily angered are they?)
He knows how much being yelled at can hurt a person so he never yells at you. He's also a rsspecter of boundaries so he knows to let you have your space when the two of you argue.
Q = Quizzes (how much would they remember about you— every little detail heard in passing, or forget everything?)
After all the upside down stuff, he suffers from chronic brain fog so he can never remember anything on his own. However, he always keeps a notepad in his lunchbag or on his desk or wherever it's in his line of sight so he can remember to write down the details he knows he'll need later.
R = Remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Probably your first time. Not in a pervy way, of course, he just remembers how special it was. Two bodies intertwined for the first time, a level of intimacy never before shared, a sense of love and passion he could've never imagined you'd have for him.
S = Security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)
He's very protective. He always keeps his bat by the bed for emergencies. He'll always stand in front of you if he thinks something's going to happen to you. He's always going to make sure you're OK before he is.
T = Try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
He's a people pleaser, I feel like so he always goes above and beyond for date night.
However, I do feel like you'd each take turns planning out date night. One Saturday he'd plan, one Saturday you'd plan, and one Saturday you'd share the responsibilities and plan together. He made up the plan and you went along easily.
U = Ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)
He's a nail biter, I can't be convinced otherwise.
V = Vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)
He's concerned with his looks but only because he wants to look nice for you and for other people. Again, he's very much a people pleaser.
W = Whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)
Always. If you ever had to spend even a night apart, he'd feel incomplete. If there was a day you decided to drive yourself to work, his whole system would be thrown off. He's a creature of habit, and one second without you in the picture would make him go stir crazy.
X = Xtra (a random headcanon for them.)
He loves shopping of any kind. His favorite date is grocery shopping and going home to make dinner together. He loves taking you to the mall and spoiling you with everything you touch. He just loves shopping.
But he's also very good at budgeting. I think one of the only things Steve liked learning in school was percentages and numbers so he always makes sure he has enough money to spoil you before he ever even brings up the idea of shopping.
Y = Yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
In general, he's a mayonnaise hater. He's a mustard-only kinda guy.
In a partner, probably someone who is sloppy. As previously mentioned, he grew up in a house that was always kept spick and span so he wouldn't know how to function with a partner who didn't at least make some sort of effort to help him keep the place clean.
Z = Zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)
He never sleeps with socks on unless it's his favorite pair of socks.
But you guys already knew that 😉
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railingsofsorrow · 7 months
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𝙾𝙲𝚃. 15th; 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖘.
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summary: iris's letter.
pairing: spencer reid x oc!iris valentia
w.c: 635
warnings/content: mentions of AHS; brief mention of coulrophobia; fluff.
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October 15th.
Hi, Spencer.
There is no such thing as “recent research” that says that coffee can replace meals throughout the day. I did my research, and this is total bullshit. If you are not eating healthy at least once a day I'm going to find you and I'm going to shove broccoli down your throat. (that's a threat)
Just FYI: just because you have 5 PhD's and people call you “Doctor Reid” doesn't mean you can say your opinion means you are a medical doctor. It is not a second opinion, therefore, coffee is not a whole meal, Spencer!
(I hate broccoli. It tastes so bad.)
Oh, and yes. I am one of those 14%. I can't stand them. I can't see or hear anywhere close to me. It's unsettling. They are unsettling and the costumes should not be allowed anymore. Have you ever watched American Horror Story? It explains everything — and stop calling it irrelevant facts! They're relevant to me, Doc!
Did everything end up alright in the end, though? Did your team get to solve it in time? (Please tell me there isn't a crazy clown running around Virginia...)
Oh, Spencer. Henry sounds lovely. I hope you are not teaching how to steal his mom's forbidden books, though. What do you mean “your magic tricks”? Is the Doctor Reid a great magician too? Is there anything you can't do?
I classify “troublemaker” as a cheeky kid who defies his mom's rules. Since we're on this topic... I used to steal cupcakes before their deliveries. My mom had a catering service. Every time the food was ready I'd go to the cupcake section — her recipe is the best thing, I wish I knew how to cook — grab five and then I'd hide somewhere to eat them.
She caught me once.
Switching the subject, it's understandable that you can't be impartial all the time during cases. You're human, you feel. This is normal. Don't beat yourself up for it, please. It's your job and you love it but with what you face every day, you can't expect to be happy all the time. Even I can't be, at my field which is nowhere near yours. You are allowed to feel sad, angry, anything, really. Please, know that, okay? And you can talk to me. Write. Send birds, whatever. I think over two months of exchanging letters we could consider ourselves friends, somewhat, right?
Okay, so the strangest thing just happened. I was just grading my student's midterms in my lab, then one of them walks in. We initiated a conversation, totally fine, he's a great kid. When he was about to leave he told me to not come to University on the 27th of this month (for some reason?) and he left. I didn't even think much of it until now. I don't know why but it unsettled me a bit? Maybe I'm just being paranoid. I'm sharing this here because it's late and I have no one else to talk to.
I'm exhausted, I need to get home!
About the book, I think Radcliffe makes me visualize exactly what is happening through her writing, that's what grabbed my attention. I've created so many theories and now I think all of them are wrong but I'm only halfway through the book. What spell did you put me under, Spencer? I don't like horror!
Anyway, remember to hydrate yourself and get a good night's sleep. I hope you have a great week, Spencer <3
(I'm glad you know what the symbol means now, thank your friend on my behalf!)
Ps: I read The Tell-Tale Heart and I had to sleep with one eye open tonight. Thanks, Spencer. I have to say I prefer Annabel Lee.
Love,
Iris.
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si1v3rtr33s · 1 year
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twst sfw body headcanons because there are more than two body types
HEARTSLABYUL
riddle rosehearts: super thin, his ribs are always visible. long spindly finger and knobby knees. thin, angular face and his cheeks and nose are always red. he has a pretty bad immune system.
trey clover: total opposite of riddle. tall and muscular with large, calloused hands and quite a bit of a chest. has a few scars on his hands from cooking accidents when he was younger. great immune system and health, great strength from carrying heavy things in the bakery.
cater diamond: hourglass body type with prominent collar bone and hip dips. long slender fingers and rosy face. a few scars from painting the roses red. heart shaped face with round cheeks and a button nose.
deuce spade <3: tall and slender, not very curvy but broad shoulders. he still has a bit of baby chub on their face (<3). thin but calloused fingers. scarred knees. thin but calloused feet.
ace trappola: average :/ kinda thin arms, wide feet. he's always got at least one temporary tattoo on him.
SAVANACLAW
leona kingscholar: tall, angular, kinda muscular. i imagine he skips a lot of meals because he's sleeping. stocky but in a rich way. skinniness is typically a characteristic of less fortunate people (like ruggie), so leona being thicker makes sense. also, stubble. constant stubble.
ruggie bucchi: total opposite of leona. similar to riddle, thin enough to the point of his ribs always visible. he grew up very poor, so he never had a comfortable amount of food. a tiny bit of facial hair, but never much. thin calloused feet.
jack howl: like in his sprites, super jacked (heh). very much titty. wide and large feet, large calloused hands. very good for hugs.
OCTAVINELLE
azul ashengrotto <3: like in canon (but not his sprites for some reason), thicker body and a lil chubby. also very good for hugs. chubby cheeks and up-turned eyes. thick thighs and little feet. small hands with thick fingers. hug him >:{
jade and floyd leech: grouping them together for obvious reasons. lanky asf. very long but in an elegant way and not an awkward way. they both have calloused hands and feet, and permanently bruised knees. jade has odd scars from his adventuring and floyd's teeth.
SCARABIA
kalim al asim: little and chubby. similar to azul, but large sturdy feet and calloused hands from the light music club. round cheeks and plump lips.
jamil viper: thin. just thin. thin lips, thin feet, thin fingers. lanky too. some of his classmates find it concerning, but he's fine (maybe). he has sturdy feet and hands from running around and doing chores/errands all day.
POMEFIORE
vil schoenheit: similar to cater, just taller. super elegant. long angular face, thick hair, very thin waist. he really said "you bring the corsets, we'll bring the cinches, no one wants a waist over- 9 inches." but honestly, barbie walked so he could run.
rook hunt: stocky and scarred, but he flaunts them like beauty marks (as he should). super calloused hands and feet, i swear this man is secretly ripped.
epel felmer: similar to rook, stocky and scarred, but from working on his family's farm instead of hunting his classmates. pretty boy 2.0. his hair is super thick and wavy, and gets knotted super easily.
IGNIHYDE
idia shroud: skinny legend. suoer angular everything, you could cut yourself on his cheekbones (/hj). iconic greek sloped nose, blue blush instead of natural red.
ortho shroud: (SPOILER) when he was a human (?), he was very kiddish. i'm talking chubby cheeks, thick fingers, chubby knees. (SPOILER OVER) as a robot, he looks like a mixture of idia and himself.
DIASOMNIA
malleus draconia: t a l l. lanky and thin in a noble and elegant way. thin feet and hands. all of their teeth are sharp, not just canines. not much to say.
lilia vanrouge: short and thin. a whole lot of scars from wars they've been in. i imagine stretch marks, not sure why, but i do. up-turned eyes and thin lips. canines are super razor sharp.
silver (vanrouge): lanky asf. lots of stretch marks. scars from sparring with his father and sebek. wide feet, but small hands?
sebek zigavolt: stocky. scars from sparring with silver, and lightning scars. big feet and hands, bith calloused.
(this took me two hours to write! my three brain cells have died writing this)
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donnabroadway · 1 year
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Mommy issues
Social media is great for starting conversations, social movement, important discussions and discords and then social media allows people who shouldn't even be allowed to speak at their school assembly to have a voice. We have freedom of speech but sometimes I hear people's point of view and I'm like "what?" The mental gymnastics they had to go through to try to make their point make sense and still have holes in their argument is admirable. This conversation that we seem to have quarterly about "who comes first, the kids or the man" is fruitless as the "chicken or the egg conversation." Why do we have to pick? Also, why does an able bodied man expect to come first over his legally helpless kids? It's mommy issues.
Up until 40 years ago, a woman's survival was dependent on whether or not she had a man to provide for her. Women weren't expected to have careers, they were expected to marry their high school sweetheart or get a Mrs degree. A woman's desire was to be for her husband and children and never herself. Notice in these conversations, the woman is never in consideration even though she is the only one who can truly leave her life and she die. A woman's entire life is a training exercise in how to get and keep a man. A woman is taught how to take care of babies using dolls, how to cook using fake kitchen appliances and food, how to dress, and act to attract and keep a man. A woman without a man is as useless as a show without a foot. It's pretty to look at but is useless until they get a foot. A woman is trained to keep a man and usually keeping a man involves being a maid, a porn star, a chef, and a doll trained to only say a few words, most of which are affirmative to her man. A woman who doesn't want to spend her entire life catering to a man is doomed to a life of singleness and no one wants that. About 25 years ago, a woman was on Oprah and she told mothers that they needed to find time to take care of themselves and do things they enjoyed. This poor woman was booed to oblivion and this was the post feminism movement of the 90s. Less than 30 years ago it was radical for a wife and mother to want to do anything other than take care of her children and husband. We have come a mighty long way, which is why I would never understand why a man would expect to come before his minor children.
Let's be real, many Gen X mothers chose their men over their children. We're taught that we need to put our husbands first because children will leave. Men leave too and often men are lying on top of another woman while you are home being susir homemaker, so men and children leave the only difference is that children are often left holding the bag when their fathers or stepfathers leave. Children are expected to care for mothers who very often put men over them. Adult children now have the onus of caring for their aging mothers who have no plans or ways to provide for themselves in their older age. These same women are depending on guilt, forgiveness, and "I'm your mother" to have a warm place to sleep because the men they put over their children put other women over them. We have too many older women taught to depend on men and they cannot take care of themselves in their old age. It doesn't matter how much money he gave you in your youth if you weren't married to him.
Too many mothers made four course meals for their men while leaving their kids with noodles, hot dogs, and instructions not to open the door for anyone. Where was your mother during your formative years? Was she was working, going to school, or doing something to better their lives of herself and her children? No, more than likely she was under a man. Your mother made the choice, in her youth, that trying to keep her man happy was more important than being a present mother to her minor children. There is no reason why a grown man should be jealous that his partner is taking care of his children. There is no reason why this man should be throwing a tantrum because he's no longer first. Why is the default to cheat or belittle your partner after they become a mother? They often run to other women, including their mother for the love and affirmation they feel they are missing from their wives when they are really missing a mother's love, not the love of their wife. They are jealous that their children are being mothered in a way they never were. You cannot be a pick me woman running after men while your mother is raising your children and be a good mother. You cannot put men over your kids and be a good mother. It doesn't work like that. Now we're expected to mother grown men and fill in their gaps because they can't tell their mother they have issues with them. This is often why there is a rift in the family when a new woman comes along. Contrary to popular belief, men with healthy relationships with their mothers don't have wives with in law issues because everyone is secure in their spot and know where they stand. There will be issues when you have a mother trying to raise her adult child and insert herself in another household because a, she feels powerless in her current household, b, she has no household, or c, she secretly wants to push the wife out because she knows if her son has a wife and healthy family she is out of luck. The conversation of who comes first, your wife or your mother, is stupid as well. If my father can't come first, your mother can't come first and your mother shouldn't come first because your father should be putting her first but I guess your father isn't because he's either, a, gone or putting other women first so this is your mother's attempt to exert some control over something because what's easier to control than a child who only wants mommy's love. They also use their wives in a passive aggressive way to get back at their mother's because they cannot truly tell their mother how they feel without being seen as disrespectful.
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KY:  !!! This is a lot of food! I’ve never seen my fridge completely full before... How interesting...
AG: ...... Yeah -- um, I was just... Hungry.................... *coughs* 
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glowingbadger · 3 years
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Hi! Could you do SFW and NSFW relationship headcanons for Raphael and Hubert, please?
(P.S. I swear I sent this in a few weeks ago but you must not have gotten it. I am mortified at the chance I accidentally sent it to another blog!)
Your timing is incredible- your request was literally the next one on my list haha :3 So no worries, it got to the right place! I'm just still catching up a bit lol. Let's talk Raph and Hubie!
Raphael, Hubert x GN Reader
SFW (nsfw below the cut)
Raphael:
- Raphael is such an absolute sweetie as a boyfriend. He's very nurturing and just a healthy level of protective, but he also knows that he's not perfect and is willing to listen to you when you need something different from him, or just to vent. He's also endlessly uplifting, always instinctively looking on the bright side of things and eager to open up that sunny perspective to share with you.
- As we all know, the way to Raph's heart is through his stomach. If you're even a little skilled in the kitchen, you've got an easy in to spending time with him whenever you like. If you're not much of a cook, he's happy to be a taste-tester until you've got it figured out. Though it's not like his palette is incredibly refined, so you might not get the most nuanced feedback.
- It is essential that you meet his little sister's approval- it's practically like courting a single father. Her happiness is his utmost priority, so one day when she mentions off hand that she can't wait for you all to spend time together again, he practically starts tearing up and warmth fills his chest. Knowing that you get along with the other most important person in his life just reaffirms his affections for you a thousand fold.
- His idea of a date pretty much always involves food, and with his energetic and warm personality, those kinds of dates are easy to enjoy. If you suggest other ideas though, while he might not be sure it's his "thing" at first, he'll quickly find something to get excited about and invested in. Besides, when he's with you, he has a hard time caring about anything but watching you just be your wonderful self, all with a wide, goofy smile on his face.
Hubert:
- Hubert quietly dotes on you. His love language is absolutely acts of service. This is largely because he finds it so hard to believe- practically disorienting- that you'd want to be with him of all people. As such, he does everything in his power to ensure that you're provided for. You may not even realize the lengths he's willing to go to for some time, as he has a habit of doing helpful or sweet things for you without your knowledge. Maybe it takes a vaguely threatening "chat" with some disrespectful knave who's been trying to get your attention, or perhaps there's a tear in your favorite shirt that he has sent to be repaired without ever mentioning it. Hubert doesn't seek praise- only your happiness.
- that said... He does absolutely melt when you do praise or compliment him. He does his best to appear stoic, but his face turns bright red when you tell him how lucky you are to be with someone so considerate and conscientious. Funnily, when he's riding high on his adoration for you (whatever you would call Hubert's version of feeling warm and fuzzy), not much changes other than that he's less conversational, appearing exceptionally introspective. The truth is just that he can't stop thinking of you and this bizarre feeling you've nurtured in him.
- he will NEVER admit this and will strike fear into the soul of any who would suggest it- but when others give him romantic advice, he does take note. When Edelgard suggests he have flowers sent to you for no particular reason, or Ferdinand recommends he take you riding through the countryside on a particularly lovely day, he does consider them and possibly even follow through.
- listen. The first time Hubert returns to his quarters from a late night "mission" to see you waiting up for him, struggling to stay awake to greet him and make sure he's okay, he's just... A puddle. He holds you so close and so tight, resting his face in your hair without a word. He's simply so overwhelmed that he should ever be so fortunate as to be welcomed home by someone he loves.
NSFW 18+ v
Raphael:
- Raph is a Big Boy and a Strong Boy, and those two facts are never more relevant than when things start getting heated. He's had one or two prior sexual partners (people from his hometown who came onto him- he enjoyed it well enough, but he's WAY more into it after falling for you), so he generally knows what he's doing, but likes a bit of guidance. He worries a lot about hurting you, but also enjoys showing off his strength and stamina for you- so letting you set the pace tends to work best overall.
- He openly loves it when you compliment his muscles and physique, reminding him of just how big and strong he is compared to you and how easily he lifts and positions you. Hearing it from your lips energizes him and makes him more determined than ever to pleasure you and take care of any and all of your needs. He's a bit clumsy about some of the finer operations involved- but honestly, sometimes it's hot enough just to feel his large and powerful fingers spreading you open. It's hard to lament his lack of dexterity when he can so easily fill you and reach your every sensitive spot at once.
- He's really not much one for power-play, or any kind of spicy roleplay. He simply doesn't see the point. Raphael would always rather just tell you openly how amazing and gorgeous you are as you ride his big, thick cock. You're so small even when you're above him, and he can't help wanting to hold you as your stretched out little hole takes him again and again.
- Raphael can resist cumming for a long time for the privilege of getting to fuck as many orgasms out of you as possible. He's got some impressive stamina. He'll lift and reposition you several times, then very carefully ease his huge member back into you, giving you plenty of time to acclimate to him filling you up from a new angle. There's no question that you'll be satisfied by the time he finally cums- but once he's done, he's done. Raphael cums hard, and a good volume, and once he's ridden out his climax, all he wants is to cuddle you on his broad chest and maybe share a snack, then drift off for a nap together.
Hubert:
- I've talked about some general spicy ideas for Hubie before in the past, so definitely check my masterlist for those (I love this miserable bastard so fucking much-). Overall, I see him as a classic, domineering Dom in the bedroom. Hubert needs a certain level of control over everything in his life to feel even a little at-ease, and intimacy is no exception. It won't take long into a relationship with him for it to become clear that he's happiest and most satisfied when you're a good, docile little pet for him.
- It's not extremely obvious at first, but Hubert's body is very sensitive and very touch-shy, simply due to lack of exposure. He's had a few sexual partners, though largely for pragmatic, political purposes, so the experience of being with you and wanting so badly to be truly intimate with you is completely new to him. Add this to the fact that, at his core, he still believes you deserve so much better than he could ever give you in all things, and you've got yourself a complex over-thinker in your bed. This is part of why dominating you is so soothing to him. When you're his personal needy kitten, he can direct you as he pleases, catering your treatment to his comfort level.
- Hubert gets very invested in the finer details of your submission. He takes great care to select a collar custom made for you, and will manage everything from your posture to your line of sight to when you're allowed to cum. He does not suffer brats; misbehaving will result in literal hours of punishment, and you're lucky if it only amounts to spanking. He's much more likely to tie you, or even magically restrain you on his bed completely exposed (or in a shamefully erotic outfit) and tease your clit/head of your cock until tears wet your eyes and you beg him to be allowed to cum.
- That all said, if you're a very, very good pet for him- or if you're someone a bit more shy or anxious in bed, he is capable of being a very soft and caring Dom. This even surprises him, but he can't help brushing a gloved hand to your cheek as you take his cock into your pretty lips, and he murmurs, "That's right, my dearest, just like that. You're doing wonderfully- just a little longer for me and I swear that I'll satisfy you."
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otomes-world · 3 years
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Temple Guard
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There had always been mixed rumors about the tengu. Someone insisted that they were evil creatures who loved to scoff at travelers whose accidentally wandered into the mountains. Someone speaked of their nobility, calling them “Protectors of the Forests”, guardians of temples and shrines. However, for sure, these were two sides of the same coin, as happened with kitsune. In this world, there were no purely “black” or “white” personalities, each was a different shade of gray.
That was the conclusion reached by Trey, a young tengu who was born deep in the mountains. Since childhood, unwittingly listening to the gossip that swirled around his race, he could not help but pay attention to them. Especially when a red fox recently began to pester him. What he found in his company, the raven did not know, but apparently he was liked by kitsune, who, as he later learned, was called Cater. He took over the love of small jokes and sarcastic statements, however, not to the extent that his entire family was famous.
Tengu were masterful sword-wielders. Trey could hardly call himself a talented warrior, ignoring the muffled laugh of his red-haired friend in the background. Instead of the art of war, he found a different hobby for himself. Unlike the violence that all the ravens enjoyed, Trey liked peaceful cooking. Of course, he could not have defended himself from the enemy with a kitchen knife. However he didn`t plan to join in fight in first place. So, the tengu considered finding another place of residence. This idea, for some strange and unknown reason, was supported by a friend-kitsune with all enthusiasm.
One day, a new rumor reached their mountains, which the tengu immediately ridiculed. Somewhere in other forests, a small temple was formed, created by yokai. Such nonsense. Why build a shelter for your own kind, rush to help? After all, as people liked to say, kill or you would be killed. However Trey liked this concept, so after collecting things, he and a friend went in search of a mysterious shrine. To be honest, at first he did not believe in its existence. After all, why would anyone take on an initially failed plan. However, the idea gave the raven confidence, whose character did not fit in with what an ideal tengu was supposed to be.
What was his surprise when, in the place where the temple was rumored to be located, they were met by a nekomata. There was no doubt about the fact that it was “the very” yokai in front of them. After all, who else in the living world had a forked tail end of which was engulfed in flames.
“Ha! As the Great Grimm said there will be idiots who will voluntarily come here!”
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That phrase marked for Trey an end and a new beginning on the path on which he himself had already decided to go. At first, “temple” was too loud word for a building in which at most a few yokai settled, which could be counted on the fingers of one hand. However, over time, the number of residents increased: someone came himself, someone was brought in by others. In particular, that someone was Grimm. Nekomata, in some way known to him, managed to find the lost yokai and lend a helping hand to them. One of these Trey could call the demon-oni Riddle.
It was difficult to call their meeting calm. It happened a long time ago, but the tengu remembered it as if it had happened yesterday. On that day, a young raven was practicing making human sweets. The reason for this was insanely simple: in the future, he wanted to impress his master. After all, yokai only needed food as a child; as an adult, they hardly needed it, unlike humans. Naturally, if the master offered his familiar food, no matter what kind he was, he would accept it without hesitation.
The child oni, whose name he did not know at that time, was brought to the kitchen by Cater, and then, without wasting a minute, kitsune ran away. However, nothing new. Fox never got along well with children. Maybe because of his character, maybe because of a lack of experience, or maybe he just didn’t want to. The main thing in his act was that the abandoned child was ready to cry on the spot. Trey, who knew about the hot temper of this race, was almost at a loss. However, he used to take care of his tengu relatives, so he knew how to pick up a key for any child.
This was the first victory that the raven achieved through cooking, and the starting point at the beginning of their friendship. Riddle involuntarily reminded the tengu of his long-abandoned family, so Trey couldn’t help but feel responsible for his friend. Couldn’t help but care about him.
Over time, this event also faded into the background, as another round was marked by the appearance in the Heartslabyul temple a small fox and a raven, whose name was given as Ace and Deuce. By chance, the upbringing of these two was entrusted to him and Cater, however, who else could be entrusted with the future kitsune and tengu. From the very first meeting, Trey realized that there would be much more troubles with this two. However the more persons - the more fun. Wasn’t that what people say? With which Riddle could not agree, for whom the duet ADeuce - the name was invented by Cater - became another headache.
The days going by, Trey practically called the calm routine, which he always dreamed of, if not for one “but”: the sudden disappearance of Grimm. Not to say that nekomata played a special, significant role in management, so nothing has changed in this regard. The atmosphere in the temple and the mood of some individuals suffered. In particular, Riddle and Ace. For the first, the cat became a kind of mentor, and for the second a close friend. Trey knew that “a nekomata never stays in one place,” but Ace must have heard this from everyone at the shrine. Therefore, the words of consolation, rather, were perceived by him as pouring salt onto a wound.
Therefore, a new concern fell on his and Deuce’s shoulders. In most cases, in an emotional state, yokai were quite stable, but those who fell into despair could do a lot of misfortunes and attract unnecessary attention from hunters. An organization of humans and half-yokai dealing with deranged, out-of-control monsters whose actions posed a threat. As Riddle once said: “I’d rather send the yokai to rest myself than one of the hunters gets to them!” Trey didn’t understand why he was so angry with them, since the organization itself wasn’t a bad thing. However, it was not for him to argue with a demon who was barely restraining his nature.
Most often, Catter helped, looking after the inhabitants of the temple and reporting suspicious things to him or Riddle. Helped, if he himself did not give cause for concern. In this case, Deuce was always nearby. The tengu disliked the idea that his friend might fall into despair, so he showed special attention to two childhood friends. In particular, when kitsune began with an empty expression on his face, seeing off the yokai leaving the temple, who wanted to accompany their masters.
Master.
Involuntarily, Trey wondered if getting the right person would be the solution to all their problems. For there were only two reasons for the “rabies” of the yokai: the creature of the other world had not yet met its master, or he had died. Because of what exactly this happened, it was completely unimportant, for the yokai the very fact of the loss of the master was important. Naturally, not everyone went crazy and began to destroy everything around. Someone became the protector of the family, if there was one, of their master. Someone turned a person’s grave into a shrine inaccessible to others. Tengu sincerely hoped that his friends belonged to the second group. However, intuition confirmed the exact opposite.
Therefore, could one describe the joy and relief when he heard about the return of Grimm. A little hustle and bustle would be good for the annoyed Riddle, especially if the chaos caused the nekomata. Cater that day was more agitated than usual, but tengu did not feel the threat from him and allowed himself to relax a little. Going to the kitchen, he decided to properly prepare and greet the cat.
Catching with the corner of his ear the loud bickering between Ace and Grimm, the tengu almost fell into a pleasant feeling of nostalgia. The ringing laughter of the nine-tailed kitsune, mixed with this, finally calmed Trey. Turning around, he dropped the tray, which did not fall thanks to the skill of Deuce, who saved the sweets at the cost of his bruises. The smirk on Ace’s face clearly indicated that the older tengu’s face had a ridiculous expression.
Trey would definitely remind him of this, but not now, a little later. Now he needs to properly introduce himself and correct the first impression of his future Master, didn't `t he?
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wormstacheangel · 3 years
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have some latinenatural for day 1 of @spnprideweek dean trying to come out to himself
Dean didn’t like going down this neighborhood. It never made him any money, plus the block is a dead end, so he always ends up circling back around with his heavy cart. His Tio always yelled at him for it, wasting precious time in a block where nobody paid him any attention because these Americanos aren’t used to people walking around selling comida.
Pero Dean always had one customer that always came running out whenever Dean came around, and he was worth the extra minutes he had to petal in the hot sun.
“Dean!”
Dean hears his name, expecting it but still feeling relief from hearing it. He looks ahead, his fingers stopped ringing the bells that have become background noise to him by now, and sees his favorite customer running out of the big white house Dean can only ever dream of renting. He wouldn’t ever dream of owning; he can’t have dreams so impossible.
Dean petals a little bit faster until he breaks in front of the pretty face he sees at least three times a week.
“Cas.” Dean practically beams at him even though he was trying to stay cool. Smooth. “Mi Angelito.” Dean winks, and he doesn’t miss Cas’s eyes widened and ears blushing at the nickname. “How you been?”
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Cas was dressed in his usual white button-up and slacks but they looked a lot more ruffled up than usual. His hair looked unkempt as it curled at the ends—Dean wasn’t complaining he loved it—and his typical neat shirt was wrinkled with sleeves pulled up to his elbows. He looked the guy up and down before his eyebrows creased together.
“You okay, Cas?”
“Yeah.” Cas sighed, shoulders slumping as he reached to run his hand through his hair—that probably explains the bed head—before smiling back at Dean with a deep breath. “Yeah. I’m fine.”
“If you say so.” Dean jumps off the bike and walks over to his cart. “The usual?”
“Please.”
Dean nods once before getting to work on a raspado de vainilla for Cas. He works in silence for a minute, just the sound of the ice scraping between them before Dean looks back at Cas.
“You know, si quieres, you can talk to me.” Dean looks up to see Cas was already watching him. “I know I’m a nobody, but I hear nobodies are great to vent to.”
“You aren’t a nobody, Dean.” Cas’s expression softens at the words. His eyes brighten as he looks at Dean, almost as if he can see into his soul. Then, just as Dean was about to drown in those baby blues, Cas looked away. His fingers started to twitch as he looked sheepishly at the ground. “Plus, my problems are small. I can deal with them by myself.”
Dean looks away, packing the ice into the cup before reaching to pour the vainilla as he talks. “Yeah, I know you can, pero; I just wanted to let you know that you don’t have to.”
Cas is nothing but a customer that Dean has been crushing on—it was a small, slow, and scary realization. The only reason they’re on a first-name basis now is because Cas once left his name tag on, and Dean asked what it meant.
Dean handed Cas his raspado across the cart, Dean needed to keep his distance, but he knew when Cas reached for it, their fingers would touch; he looked forward to the simple touch each time.
They did, and Dean’s breath catches in his throat before he works on chicharrones, lots of limon, and a little bit of chile.
“But I get it, you know, if you don’t want to talk to me.” Dean looks up to see Cas still staring at him but with eyes filling with tears. “Holy shit.” Dean put the bag down and walked around to stand by Cas’s side. He grabbed a napkin from his cart and handed it to Cas to wipe his eyes. “Dude. Dude, please no llores. Don’t cry. People are gonna think I did something to you, and I’ll lose customers.” Dean tries to joke, but Cas doesn’t crack a smile. Instead, he rolls his eyes.
“Dean, nobody but me ever comes out here.”
Dean shrugs. “Potential customers then.” Dean grabs another napkin and reaches to wipe the tears that were already falling. “Estas bien, Angelito. Talk to me.”
“I-I shouldn’t.” Cas accepts Dean’s kindness for a second longer before gently moving Dean’s hand away. “You’re working. Let me just pay you so you can stop wasting your time here.”
Dean nods, stepping away from Cas so as not to seem pushy. As much as he loved being so close to Cas’s face, he didn’t want to seem creepy about it. This neighborhood has eyes everywhere, and Dean couldn’t really risk having his cart, his livelihood, be taken away just cause he has a small crush on the white boy.
So Cas gives him the exact change to the quarter and smiles sadly before he waves goodbye. Dean waves back as he gets on his bike to pedal out of this neighborhood and into a more comfortable one. He didn't ring the bell until he was out of there.
Cas doesn’t come out to see him the next day or the day after that, and now he has to wait until next week to see him. If Cas still wanted to see him.
“I don’t know why you still go over there,” Sam says as he helps Dean unpack the car.
Dean’s side gigs included selling his homemade food Friday through Sunday—he can almost call himself a caterer—while on Thursday, he preps during the day and works as a janitor in a big law office at night. Today was Thursday, so Dean had to wake up early to go to the big marketplace downtown. They sold the chicharrones de harina in bulk for cheap, and they had all the ingredients he’ll need to make the syrups for the raspados himself.
Sam rarely comes with Dean to get all these things since he was always busy with school, but today he came along on the day that Dean ran out of maiz azul. It just meant more trabajo para los dos.
“Or why you still sell raspados when you make more money on the weekend with your food.” Sam continued as they struggled to carry the bag of maiz to the kitchen. They both let out a heavy breath when they finally dropped the bag in the kitchen. Dean’s going to spend the next hour cleaning and soaking the damn corn after this. That doesn’t even include cooking it and finally making the damn masa.
“El trabajo es duro but I like it.” Dean pats Sam’s shoulder before they go back to the car to get the rest of the things. “I like going down neighborhoods and saying hi to people.”
“I get that pero why do you have to go to their side of town?”
Dean doesn’t know how to answer that.
He hasn’t told anyone about Cas. About how one day he was bored and wandered over to that neighborhood only to find Cas laying on his front lawn with a book covering his face. Dean, for some reason, couldn’t help but to ring the bells louder, startling Cas. Dean laughed for half a second before a book went flying to his face, knocking him off his bike. Cas learned too many cuss words in Spanish that day, but the big bruise was worth it.
Still, Dean didn’t want to tell anyone about Cas. Afraid to even speak of him because that would mean that his crush was real. That he had actual feelings, romantic ones, for another guy.
He knows que su Tío no lo va sacar de la casa pero todavía Dean tenía miedo. He was scared to admit this part of himself was real when it felt like a sin in his culture. ¡Ser gay es una cosa pero bisexual! ¡Ni madres! That doesn’t exist. Not where he is from.
So he’ll keep it to himself. Keep Cas as his secret fantasy and nothing more.
“The houses are nice to look at. One day, Sammy!” Sam was already groaning at Dean’s words that sounded more like an old man’s recurring ‘when I was your age’ stories. “One day, I’ll get us a house like that! One where we can each have our own room. And bathroom.”
“Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. Let’s just finish this so I can go back to my homework.”
“¡Estas pendejo! After this, you’re gonna help me clean the bathroom and throw away the trash before Tio comes home.”
“But Dean,”
“¡Pero nada! ¡Piensas que soy pendejo como tu, pinche mamón! Don’t think I don’t know you spend that time babeando por tu novia.”
“Dean!” Sam quickly passes him in a huff of embarrassment while Dean laughed, following Sam back to the car to get more groceries.
When Monday rolls around, Dean forces himself to come down Cas’s street again. The bells rang softly at first, only getting louder as he came closer to the house. He didn’t see a car in sight, so he thinks maybe Cas isn’t home.
He was already pedaling away when he heard someone call out to him. He hits the breaks half haphazardly, and the gallons shake on his cart, threatening to fall out. He was about to turn around, but then he realizes he hears footsteps running closer, and then he hears heavy breathing by his ear.
“Fuck.” Cas hands rest on his knees as he tries to catch his breath. “Are you-are you trying to run away from me?” Cas looks up with a teasing smile, it was beautiful, and Dean didn’t realize how much he missed him until now. “I am your only customer around here, so that’s a pretty bad business decision if you ask me.”
“I-I didn’t think you wanted to see me.” Dean could have joked around with him, but instead, his mouth decided to kick the conversation off with some honesty. Dean looked down at the bike handles as he talked. “Since you didn’t come out last week, I just figured-”
“Oh.” Cas stood up straight as he ran a hand through his overgrown hair; his clothes looked neat again, though. “I didn’t mean to make you think-”
Dean holds his hand out to stop Cas from talking, feeling embarrassed with every word. “Para. You don’t have to explain. No me debes-you don’t owe me anything.”
“I know that, but I want to. Talk, I mean. If that’s okay with you.” Cas looks at Dean with soft, warm eyes, a drastic difference from the red-rimmed eyes from the last time they saw each other. “After you’re done with work, of course.”
“I um-I usually head home around six. I can um,” Dean rubbed at the back of his neck, not meeting Cas’s eyes as he carefully says. “I can come by after if you want.”
“I would like that.”
Dean's head shoots up to stare back at Cas, who looked shy, pero siempre más guapo que la última vez que Dean lo miró.
At that moment, Dean wanted to lean in and kiss him more than he has wanted to kiss anyone in his 26 years of life, but he won’t. He still wasn’t sure if this was Cas asking him out as a friend or as something more. He was scared, but he knew his heart raced in excitement more than anything.
Dean finally broke away from the staring contest as he cleared his throat to get off his bike. “Todavia quieres-Do you still want your raspado?”
“Oh. Sure!”
It was silent while Dean made raspado, but he couldn’t wait for their fingers to graze again when he handed the cup over to Cas.
“Just the raspado today.” Dean still loved when Cas said it, trying not to laugh even though he loved Cas’s embarrassed blushing. Cas reaches into his pocket, but Dean reaches to touch his shoulder to stop him.
“On the house.” Dean holds it out and just like before their fingers touch, burning him.
“No, Dean, I couldn’t.”
Dean shakes his head to stop him from arguing any further. He jumped back on his bike and looked back at Cas as he said, “You can get me something later. Is seven okay?”
“Seven is…perfecto.” Cas flinched at his Spanish, but Dean couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Pues, te miro mas tarde, Angelito.” Dean reached to pat Cas’s cheek before he started pedaling away.
“Dean! I don’t know what that means!” Cas calls out to him.
Dean doesn’t turn around to respond, mostly to hide the stupid shit-eating grin he had on his face. “I said I’ll see you later!” But he does wave goodbye, ringing the bell as he goes.
Dean really liked him, and it brought fear into his heart pero al mismo tiempo; he hasn’t been this excited to just be around someone in such a long time. So maybe this is his time to accept that maybe, for sure, he is crushing hard on a guy.
Dean sighs as he stops on the sidewalk to hang his head and quietly whispers, “For fucks sakes, soy un pinche gay.”
Well, at least he can admit to himself—sort of.
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flautistsandpeonies · 3 years
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You ever think about how dirty Jiang Fengmian got done?
You’re a sect heir to what is supposed to be the most “free” sect of all the great sects. Expression, play, and ingenuity are literally built into your teachings, and all of a sudden your father wants to set you up into an arranged marriage.
You meet your perspective betrothed, and you don’t like the way she conducts herself. You tell her and your family multiple times that you don’t think that you two would be an appropriate match for one another. Your betrothed, however, wants to marry you- it doesn’t matter what you think apparently- and her family starts pressuring you into marrying their third daughter. You try to hold out and keep denying, but then your best friends want to get married and travel the world together so you are left all alone to fight an entire sect and your father’s wishes by yourself.
Needless to say, you find yourself getting married to the Violet Spider.
So, Yu Ziyuan moves to Lotus Pier and one of the first things she decides is that she doesn’t like her new home and has an entire pavilion built to cater to her needs and brings a bunch of people from her natal sect sect and barring Jiang from the premises.
There are Jiang disciples that have lived in Lotus Pier long than Yu Ziyuan that can no longer access a part of their home because their new madam forbade them from coming there.
She also decides that she isn’t going to take on your family name. She refuses to take the mantle of Madam Jiang and wants to be called Madam Yu despite the fact that she is the one that wanted the marriage in the first place.
Thirdly, she refuses to take care of the household of the Jiang sect. Instead of doing her duties as the Madam of Lotus Pier she would rather go on night hunts and she’s barely home.
So, now you probably have to not only take care of duties as sect leader, you also have to take care of the household cause your wife is almost never home.
Despite all this, you manage to perform your marital duties and you have your first child together! A baby girl who was born frail and with a weak constitution. You decide to name her Jiang Yanli.
Your wife informs you that since she and Jin GuangShan’s wife Madam Jin were the bestest of friends since childhood and made a promise that their first born children would marry one day, your daughter is now in an arranged marriage with the heir to the Jin sect.
With that, you no longer have a sect heir as men do not marry into the woman’s family. You’ve simply had a child to further the Jin sect rather than your own.
Since that’s done, you end up performing your marital duties again, and three years later you end up with a boy this time! You decide to name him Jiang Cheng.
Life is pretty normal, your wife is still never home, Yanli, while not good in cultivation seems to enjoy cooking, and you get your son three puppies to play with.
Four years later, you get the news that your best friends are now dead from a night-hunt and their little boy, just a few days older than your son is missing.
You spend five years looking for Wei Ying and miraculously find him eating the trashed rinds from people who bought watermelon. You buy him food and clothes and bring him back to Lotus Pier where you find your son playing with his puppies, Princess, Jasmine, and Love.
At the sight of them, Wei Ying starts screaming and crying, he’s shaking and sweating and doesn’t seem to be able to perceive the world around him. You see it’s a panic attack induced by the dogs, so you pick him to get him from the same level as the animals and try to calm him down.
Since you doubt the panic attack will be a one time thing, you decide that the best course of action is to send the dogs away. This devastates your son as he really loved his furry friends, so you decide to replace his animal friends with Wei Ying and set them up in the same room.
All this infuriates your wife, and she starts to accuse you of having an affair with your best friend. She accuses you of not loving your son, of being unfaithful, and having a bastard son from a woman who has been dead for five years.
There is a new normal in life with Wei Ying at Lotus Pier. While Yu Ziyuan still night-hunts alot, when she’s home she’s constantly accuses you of favoring Wei Ying over your own son, and claims that Wei Ying is your bastard. Yu Ziyuan has also taken zidian and whips Wei Ying with the spiritual weapon whenever she wants. Some days you come home late at night and find Wei Ying trapped in your family’s ancestral hall kneeling for hours.
Your wife has taken a spiritual tool that has been passed down the Jiang family for generations and she uses it to whip the child of your two best friends. She traps him in the ancestral hall, without medical attention, for hours, until you let him out late at night.
Your wife constantly tells your son that you don’t love him, that you wish Wei Ying was your legitimate heir, that he will never meet your expectations.She berates your daughter for her hobbies and looks down on her. Wei Ying gets whipped for simple things such as not wearing a shirt on a hot summer’s day.
Life passes on like this. Before you know it, you are sending your son and Wei Ying off to the Cloud recesses for study. Three months later, you are called to the mountain headquarters because your head disciples beat up the Jin heir.
Lan Qiren tells you that Jin ZiXuan disparaged your daughter in front of every eligible male in the cultivation world. You understand being betrothed to someone you don’t love, but Yanli didn’t cause the arrangement and even if Jin ZIXuan didn’t want to marry her didn’t mean he didn’t have to talk down about her to any other boy who you could possibly try to set her with. So, with that, you get Jin GuangShan to recede the arrangement and you take Wei Ying home.
I wonder if you will be able to find your daughter a husband after every heir that studied at the cloud recesses heard about how weak in beauty, smarts, and cultivation she was.
For the next two years, you deal with the new normal and your wife cursing you for ending your daughter engagement.
The Wens host an archery competition and then weeks later demand your heirs and disciples as hostages. They demand an heir so you are forced to send your son. Wei Ying volunteers and your wife accuses you of favoring Wei Ying despite the fact that Jiang Cheng really has no choice in the matter.
One month later, your son and disciples come home from a near death experience with a deformed beast and second Wen heir. You are informed that your head disciple stayed behind so you go to retrieve him and find that he and the second jade of Lan killed a hundreds year old beast.
Wei Ying is suffering from an infection from a brand, arrow wound, and a lack of spiritual power and stays in a coma for an entire week. As soon as he wakes, you congratulate him on this rare feet.
Your son is now saying that Wei Ying should have let the sect heirs to two other major sects die and and you try to make him see why that sort of mind set is wrong.
It probably reminds you of being a teenager and almost dying on a night hunt due to Lan Qiren unchangingly following his sect rules, and the only reason you are currently alive is because your friend CangSe SanRen saved your life.
Your wife bursts in and again accuses you of favoring Wei Ying. She claims that you don’t love your son again because she is his mother. It’s the same old argument and she storms out as angry as she came in.
Days go by and you and your wife are still arguing. It gets so bad that you leave your home to go appeal to the man who ordered your son to be a hostage to give you their swords back. You fail.
You’re going home when you find your son and Wei Ying tied together with zidian on a boat. Your son tells you the Wen sect is attacking and that your wife is fighting the core melting hand. You send the boys away; you tell your son to be well, and tell Wei Ying to look after him.
You go home to fight for you sect.
Your core is melted.
You are killed.
Your home is burned to the group.
All your disciples are killed.
All your treasures all stolen.
YunmengJiang is now the Wen Sect Supervisory Office of Yunmeng.
JC Stans Don’t Clown on my Post - Madam Yu Stans Don’t Clown on my Post
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do you think terry knows how to cook?
I don't think Terry ever needed to cook for himself in his life.
He might pick up the skill because he has this necessity to perfect everything.
But he never needed to, is what I'm saying.
The only time he might've was in Vietnam, when they were out on long patrols, so the one thing he could know how to effectively prepare is some heathy, thick military stew the whole platoon gets to eat. Something that keeps a person energized, but something probably not tremendous aesthetic or delicious. Or something that might be deemed somewhat bizarre or a bit questionable if eaten casually in a civilian life, like a fried, skinned snake. Insects. Lizards. Roots. Herbs. You know --- whatever one could find out in the jungle or out in the wild to effectively survive when food rations start running out.
Regardless of that, he has an extremely refined palette and he has grown up on polished taste buds, because he was simply raised on them right from the get-go, coming from an extremely rich, privileged background that simply allowed him such luxuries. As such, Terry might've had a staff for literally most of his life, one way or another, catering to him and his specific needs and desires, no matter how extravagant. He knows what is good, what is expensive and what is exuberant and is a great aficionado of both the culinary arts and wines in equal measure. But, to cook himself?
I like to imagine, that Terry can make the basics; scramble some eggs, fry a thing, just the skills that come with basic exposure and being alive, but if he really cooked all by himself, it would be something strange and questionable he can make expertly, seeing as how he goes from one extreme to the other. Think; snake liver cooked and boiled in snake's blood. And he would know every step, every spice, every recipe secret (even though there's no cookbook on the planet that details such a dish) and he would make a grotesque that literally comes off tempting down to perfection.
I jot it down to Terry's innate morbidity and the probable fascination with all things dark, even when he pretends that is not the case. One of the reasons he might go so overboard in controlling himself, because if left to his own devices, he might just slip up and do some very uncanny things and eat very daunting things, justifying it with anything as off the rails as the ritualistic properties of eternal health contained in a Cobra's liver. That, or he simply enjoys the symbolism of him eating and consuming such a thing. Which is exactly why it is safer to eat tofu for show. Because if people don't know his actual habits, he can fit in and he can't be excluded. Namely, he wont outs himself a psychopath.
The world has become infinitely smaller since the 1980's. More open. It is more difficult to hide. Get away with things as effectively as before, and while, 80's Terry, at times, might've eaten (and cooked) like Hannibal Lecter or a decadent, slightly sick Roman Emperor would've and he relished and enjoyed every second of it purely because he simply could, old man Terry keeps himself tactically watered down and poised deliberately, letting people view him in the light he currently wishes to be viewed in and he is most likely to take up cooking because it adds to the quaint facade of, yes, you guessed it, an old man cooking. When was an old man cooking vegan food ever dangerous? It is literally brilliant.
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obeymeluv · 3 years
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Could you do one with an MC who is rich and has two butlers and they happen to arrive out of nowhere, and they start to become clingy, and they call MC ✨Master✨? How would the brothers react? And could you also please do the reaction of the undateables to? Thank you and keep up the great work!❤️❤️
What an interesting concept :0
These will be short-ish since you want to include the Undateables, too. Also, bear with me. First time doing the Undateables. Luke is excluded because he is a baby. 
Lucifer:
He didn’t remember this being in your selection packet. This is unacceptable.
Is very unnerved and aggravated because...why so clingy? Have some dignity!
Literally wrinkles his nose at them and scoffs
When they address you as “Master” in his presence he tries very hard not to throw something at them or make a demon noise.
Something about them addressing you like that seems like a smack in the face, like they’re flaunting their closeness and he’s just not here for it
If they get him the right way on the wrong day, he’s going to pull rank and be like ‘I was here with them BEFORE you got here and you’re in the Devildom. MY HOME. Know your place.’
Will play their game and force them to actually be a butler, dismissing them when he’s with you or requesting things. If they don’t look like they want to do it for them, he’d call them out on whether or not they’re really a butler with that shit-eating smirk on his face.
Mammon:
Is pretty excited. They’re basically his butlers now too, right?! He’s your best man so you share, right?!
If they shut him down, ignore him, or dismiss him, Mammon’s going to be super butthurt about it
Their whole clingy ‘Master’ bit is really not sitting right with him. It’s doing a number on his desire to be greedy and snap up all your time or attention
Is most likely to trick them, like sending an illusion of you down the hall just so they follow you. He’ll make off with the real you! Hey, it’s not his fault you have dumb human butlers, okay?
May just outright lie to them and convince them that they need to work odd jobs in the Devildom to support you (”Uh, yeah, no, they’re broke here. Human money doesn’t transfer, you know?”) because these simps would do it. You get more Grim and he gets you, it’s a win!
Levi
Weirded out but really interested. He’s not super close with Barbatos so this is a chance to find out exactly what being a butler entails. It’s kind of a mystery profession, he thinks
Is also convinced they may not be human butlers because he saw that in an anime once. This sends Levi on a small (constant) spying expedition to see if anything non-human happens
This may be where he realizes he has a sub kink because hearing them call you ‘Master’ makes him blush and feel some kind of way?!
The magic dies a bit when they’re dismissive and kind of protective, seeming to guard you from the bros
Gets jealous because they’re obviously close to you and that’s basically a pet name and why can’t HE have that?
They may or may not be scared by his demon form if/when he sulks around
Might trick them into playing an intense butler/serving VR game and trap them in it for a little bit. He feels like they’ve disturbed the peace of the house.
Satan
He sees their game and he’ll play it. If they’re your butlers--and good ones--they’ll cater to him, who is your company.
Lives for every moment he can catch them on a technicality and they have to include him on anything
Thinks it’s cute they call you master. If they get snippy with him, he’ll be happy to explain how that term originated with demons and it will take nothing short of their master to call him off of them
If he’s bored or just feeling some kind of way, he’ll ask them to help fetch books (at your behest, so they do it) and watch them struggle with ancient tomes that may have been enchanted to weigh a little more than normal. 
Satan lowkey feels on edge because they feel like intruders in their home, in the space they’ve let you share. Does not want them here.
Asmo
Butlers?! How quaint and cute! Seems like a scene from a book! Have you ever had a wild love affair?!
Charms them without using his powers. They somehow accept him. He appears to be tolerated more than the rest of his brothers, though he undoubtedly plays second fiddle to you. He understands.
Thoroughly enjoys pissing off his brothers via the butlers, toasting with little glasses of drink while the two of you have a private party. Oh, it’s so fun!
Will poke fun at how much they use ‘Master’. “Some people really enjoy that, you know? Is it projection or just your thing?” (It gets on his nerves because, yes, it can be overused.)
It’s a nice peek into something he doesn’t have in his life but it does lose its charm eventually. He’d much prefer the House of Lamentation go back to the way it was.
Will probably charm them right back to the human world. No need for butlers here, you have seven demons!
Beel
Almost eats one of them because he thinks random humans just showed up in the house.
He honestly thought it was some reverse summoning gone wrong and they’d be totally free game to eat. They might have bad intentions, you know?
Once he realizes they’re here for you, he apologizes but is wary.
Are they here to take you away? To check in on you? Why would they do that? You signed all kinds of paperwork stating you’d be safe in the Devildom and stuff!
Lucifer gets aggravated with them floating around and attaching to you (and lowkey trying to clean/rearrange the house) so he asks you to put them on cooking duty. You seem to want a break from them so you agree. Beel tries not to abuse this too much, but he’s glad to have extra bodies ready to cook!
Doesn’t really get the ‘Master’ thing but won’t say anything. Will idly go ask Satan if that’s a thing in the human world. He feels like it should’ve gone out of date a couple of centuries ago.
The one to ask, point blank, if you guys decide to date or get married do they then become his butlers?
Will leave alone if he’s left alone, but if they start to get hostile or sabotage his ability to hang out with you, he will think of a very passive/casual way to show his strength and why he shouldn’t be messed with.
Belphie
Almost attacked them too, but for a different reason. He’d been sleeping when they arrived and no one thought to update him. When he saw random people in the house, he thought someone may have broken in.
Cow man will defend his territory
Will definitely make fun of them when they call you ‘master’. (”Seems like something a lesser creature would do.”)
They may be here for you but they’ll learn his rules. Mainly: do not, under any circumstances, touch his cow pillow.
Couldn’t care less but if he thinks his family is being pushed away because of them, he and Satan may form a smaller ‘Butlers suck’ club and test out some new pranks for the ‘Lucifer sucks’ club.
Will doze in your lap just to hear you defend him and shoo them off. May slap one of them with his tail ‘in his sleep’.
Solomon
Butlers, hm? It wasn’t something he expected
Has no outward animosity for them. Lowkey charms them; he wants them to open up and let their guard down because he is extremely interested in body language. What are they really feeling and thinking?
May show them a few spells to break the ice
If he feels they’re stealing up your time and blocking him, he’ll play their cat and mouse game. He and Satan have a lot in common in that respect.
Secretly wonders if you can make them try his cooking. He doesn’t think it’s half bad!
May ask them for tips on cooking
If he’s bored and you both want to have a laugh, he may find a way to spike them both with truth serum and have a fun time
Secretly wants to have a real tea party-type date
Simeon
What an act of labor and love! How adorable!
He considers them to be the human version of guardian angels and he’s just so touched by it. He thinks its very cute
Dotes on them a bit, almost like they’re puppies instead of people
He is polite and literally angelic, but he is not a pushover. Should they deny him your presence out of spite or distrust, he will give them a mini-schooling (scolding) on politeness and how he prays for their heart 
Probably wins them over by being his usual neutral kind of polite self
Doesn’t quite care for them calling you master and warns them of false idols and such
Diavolo
Is very amused. You also have butlers? What a small world!
Do butlers like to hang out with other butlers?
Basically tries to arrange a butler play date
Genuinely laughs when they try to prevent him from being with you in any capacity. (”They may be your master but I am a prince. Soon to be king. Please step aside.”)
He appreciates that they’re protective of you but there IS such a thing as overdoing it and he can excuse them from the Devildom any time he wishes.
Overall takes their presence with grace because you having butlers is like him having Barbatos. They’re just very young and stubborn. He understands. They’ll mellow out soon.
Barbatos
Finds the whole thing laughable, especially when they try to prevent HIM from seeing you
Boy has been a butler for THOUSANDS of years, he knows all the dismissal tricks! 
Barbatos will idly wipe a gloved hand over something they’ve cleaned (comes from being head of cleaning staff for thousands of years) and in butler code that SMACKS of judgement and disrespect
He knows this and sometimes he does it on purpose
Barbatos is the very quiet, sly kind of petty
May send the butlers into a cleaning frenzy just because they THINK he’ll say something or they THINK he gave them the side eye
Those humans may work themselves sore and oh, what’s this? You’re suddenly free and unattended? Well, he can’t have that, can he?
Probably saw this happening in one reality or another, so he takes it like a champ. There’s just that nasty bite of pride that refuses to let him be out-butlered.
Hope you liked it, Nonnie!
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hawks-supremacy · 3 years
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uh I thought I'd try sending this for some reason. Fell free to ignore this if its not what you want to write about! Could you if possible do a osamu miya hc like fluff?
I have no clue as to the prompts, but :)
Okay I love this because Osamu is probably my favorite tbh. Also I'll write pretty much anything if I can! Okay anyway here it is. Thank you!
Osamu hc!
I definitely feel like you meet because you HAD to, like a class project or mutual friends. He just doesn't strike me as the person who wouldn't actively try to make friends?
You confess by accident, you were sitting on park swings at night eating snacks and you just blurt it out
You cook for him and either one of two things happen
A) it goes horribly because you can't cook so it turns into an impromptu cooking class with teacher Osamu or
B) it goes great and he is even more in love with you than before, if possible
If it's the first one and you're hopeless you end up just admiring him as he gracefully moves around the kitchen grabbing what he needs
He definitely cooked for your first date
And probably a majority of them because why go out to eat when he can probably cook better than most places anyway?
Atsumu third wheels, Osamu complains about it but always makes enough for three anyway
Fully believe he calls you food related pet names like Dumpling or Honeybun, things like that
You carry his favorite snacks at all times because you know how hungry he is and he carries yours
Atsumu snuck you one of Osamu's spare jerseys to wear to one of their games and Osamu nearly passed out when he spots you in the stands
His love language is definitely gestures and touch because he doesn't talk about things much
That's okay though because you know what he's feeling and vice versa
So it's a lot of subtle touches when in public and cuddling sessions when you're alone
You both support each other's dreams after high school and make time for each other no matter how busy you get
He proposes at the park where you confessed, you moved away from Hyogo but you were visiting family
He had the ring for months, he won't admit it but he was panicking to Atsumu and Suna about it
You have to tell him that he can't cater his own wedding
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