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zeevawyte · 2 months
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Ok so, this is so far outside my usual stuff it’s insane, but this literally won't leave my brain and I don't know if I have time to write it so-
RadioApple fic idea under the cut:
TW: blood, mentions of cannibalism (it's Alastor, duh), semi-unsafe dom/sub (no actual sex), sub drops
Starts out your normal "stop interfering with my relationship with my daughter & you can have a snack whenever you want" kinda deal, with Alastor taking full advantage of the fact that he's got the most powerful being in hell at his mercy. Dude has a serious power trip the first time, & between that and the taste is hooked immediately.
And of course Luci isn't exactly complaining. Other than the occasional jumpscare via shadow, it hasn't been too bad. Kind of enjoyable actually, not that he'd ever admit that to the demon's face. And it's not like he hasn't been tied up or held down before either.
But then during one of their ‘meetings’ he ends up going into sub space on accident… and it keeps happening.
This wouldn't be a problem except Alastor (for obvious reasons) has literally zero information/knowledge about that sort of thing. And, being the dramatic asshole that he is, enjoys getting the last word and leaving without a backwards glance. Which means he's not there when Luci drops.
Hard.
But it's fine! He's fine! He's the King of Hell, he doesn't need some sinner to help him deal with the consequences of an arrangement he proposed in the first place. He's totally fine on his own.
Except he's not.
He is very much not fine, and it starts to show. It gets so bad that one day Charlie actually asks him if he’s ok mid-conversation.
Enter Angel Dust.
Now, by this point Angel’s like 98% sure the two powerhouses are going at it. Alastor has been in a good mood for months now (coinciding suspiciously with the two of them not being at each other’s throats all the time - at least in public) & he’s seen Luci coming out of a room straightening his coat and hat on one of the upper floors. Not to mention the down-right flirty undertones to any barbs they shoot back and forth.
Husk agrees that something is going on but heavily doubts it’s what Angel thinks.
Determined to prove that he’s right, Angel starts wandering the upper floors or heading up just as Alastor heads down (subtly, he’s not an idiot). Anyway, he’s up there one day being nosy when he hears a crash from one of the rooms. He goes in only to find Lucifer on the floor, having tripped over a side table and knocked over a lamp, disheveled and absolutely shaking.
He recognizes what’s happening almost immediately (fuck you very much Val) and gathers the little king up onto the couch, helping him calm down until he doesn’t look like he’s going to either spontaneously start sobbing or throw up on the rug.
Luci is understandably embarrassed and tries to offer him a favor for his help, but Angel waves him off saying he’s been there & that Luci doesn’t owe him anything.
The next day when Lucifer is off doing something else, Angel grabs Alastor and all but drags him into a side room.
“Look, I don’t know what’s going on between you and short king, and frankly it’s none’a my business-”
“No, it isn’t. And if that really is all you wanted to speak with me about-”
“Shut up! I’m not jokin’ alright? I’m bein’ 100% serious. You’re fucking up big time, and I’m pretty sure you don’t even know it. So if you don’t want this whole thing to end in a big fuckin’ mess you need to listen to me.”
Cue a hilariously awkward conversation where an unusually serious Angel explains dom/sub dynamics and the effects/consequences therein to an incredibly-uncomfortable-but-desperately-not-showing-it Alastor.
It ends with something along the lines of
"And look, I don't know if you actually care about the guy or if it’s just about gettin’ your kicks, but honestly? It doesn't matter. You've got your whole gentleman thing right? Openin' doors for the ladies and shit?" *pokes him in the chest* "Well as a gentleman, you've dropped the fuckin' ball. Only self-centered dicks leave their sub to drop alone."
Now if there’s one thing Alastor will not abide, it’s a loss of manners. Being told he’s been unknowingly committing a social faux pas gets under his skin immediately. It itches at him. To the point that his smile almost slips. More than once.
He needs to fix it. As soon as possible.
He’s visibly twitchy the rest of the day.
Husk corners Angel to ask what the hell he said to Al, but only gets a vague, noncommittal answer about letting him know about some information he was missing.
And the next time he and Lucifer have a ‘meeting,’ Alastor stays.
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sturniololol · 5 months
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-He knows-
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pairing: Chris Sturniolo x female reader
warnings: SMUT! lil bit of degrading! cheating! use of the word slut! unprotected sex!
other warnings: idk shits ass i wrote this in literally 2 hours, first time writing smut smut.
not proofread :)
⚠️ there is smut below this line ⚠️
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It was now 3:45 when they started letting people in for the pre-show Meet and Greet, where you stood quite literally freaking out towards the back of the line.
“I don’t know why you’re freaking out so much, you’re literally meeting three dudes.” your current boyfriend states while looking at you with a bitter expression.
“because they’re all good looking, not that you aren’t but.. you know?” you giggled trying to lighten the mood only making it worse, while he rolls his eyes in response.
It was your turn now, as you’re walking up to greet them you make eye contact with Chris feeling your knees go weak. He gives you a smirk letting his eyes trail down your body, smirking more as his eyes land on you and your boyfriends hands intertwined at your side.
You let go of his hand and try shaking off the feeling by letting yourself walk toward them. Starting with nick, you quickly give him a hug before saying a quick “hi, it’s nice to meet you” with a huge smile. You continue down the line to matt giving him the same interaction as you gave Nick.
Your eyes travel to Chris noticing the smirk never left his face, he continues letting his eyes move all round your body before stopping at your eyes.
“What? are you to shy to say hi and hug me?”
he laughs softly while pulling you into a hug before leaning down to your ear whispering.
“Or is it the fact that your little boyfriend won’t like it?”
He lets his eyes flick back over to your boyfriend standing by the curtain impatiently waiting while sending him a smirk as you both pull away.
You take two different photos with all the boys before giving them all hugs again symbolizing a goodbye, but once again as you got to Chris he pulled you in tighter and repeated his past actions of whispering in your ear.
“you smell good princess, hopefully you’ll be at the Meet and Greet at the end of the show”
He smirks once again against your neck before pulling away, you immediately feel your face flush before mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ and walking back over to your boyfriend.
“What the fuck was that.”
Your boyfriend states angrily while looking at you, you honestly couldn’t tell him because even you, yourself didn’t know what just happened.
“um.. i don’t know, he was just being nice. why are you all angry about it?”
You mumbled softly continuing to walk away from the area towards the stage
“Oh i don’t know? maybe because bro was fucking flirting with you”
He groans before scoffing and following behind you, while grabbing your hand again.
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It was now after the show and there’s another Meet and Greet. You walk up to the second floor of the building where it’s being held, with a smile stained face while your boyfriend is once again rolling his eyes in annoyance.
The minute you walk into the room you and Chris make eye contact again while the same smirk returns to his face. Chris sends you a wink that goes unnoticed by everyone but you and your boyfriend, causing him to let out a scoff.
You go down the line again making small talk and getting your stuff signed by Nick and Matt. You begin to feel anxious as soon as you realize you now have to talk to Chris, one on one.
“Hi again princess, glad you’re back.”
He smiles at you while his eyes scan over you again while taking a hold of your pass, signing it before grabbing one of his Chris cards writing something on it before looking up at you, watching as you read it.
“(xxx-xxx-xxxx), text me after you leave.”
“if i was you, i wouldn’t let him see what i just wrote on that.” he says with a lazy smirk handing you another card that’s blank
You let out a little giggle while looking at him feeling your cheeks heat up feeling as if they’re on fire.
“well i should move along and let the next person talk to you and stuff, congrats on winning Christopher.”
You smiled before leaning in for a quick hug goodbye before folding and hiding the card that he wrote on in your pocket, walking away sending Chris a wink while he laughs a bit shaking his head.
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You’re now leaving the venue with an irritated boyfriend and a hungry stomach, he’s been going on and on for 20 minutes about how Chris was flirting with you.
“can you just shut up already, i’m your girlfriend not his.”
You paused snapping at him while looking him dead in the eyes before continuing.
“look im sorry.. i’m hungry, can we just go get food or something.”
You mumbled before turning on your car looking over at him, with a slightly annoyed look.
“yeah, i guess. i’m down for whatever”
He replied softly while putting his seatbelt on as you drove off. you drove for a little while before coming across a food spot that you were both okay with eating at.
As you sit in a booth your mind rakes over everything that has happened today remembering that you had Chris’ number literally in your back pocket.
“i have to pee, i’ll be back.” you say quietly excusing yourself from the table, making your way to the bathroom.
It’s been about an hour and a half since you last saw Chris so everything should be done by now. You thought to yourself as you went into the stall pulling out the card, reading over it again with a smile.
You take your phone out of your jacket pocket while clicking on new message and putting his number in typing out a message.
You: its y/n, from the M&G.
You sent off not expecting an answer back, after about 10 seconds your phone vibrates with a message back
Chris : well hello princess, didn’t expect to actually get a message from you.
You : well consider this your gift for winning
Chris: or you can come congratulate me properly.
You: Hmm, tempting but you must have forgotten, i have a boyfriend
Chris: fuck him, come see me. (insert location)
You sit in the bathroom trying to contemplate on what to do, you finally decide to say fuck it and go see Chris. You walk out of the bathroom going back over to your boyfriend who’s sitting there waiting on you.
“i’m so sorry my mom called me and she really needs my help”
You spoke out softly trying to make it sound convincing, while looking at him with a frown.
“whatever, go. i’ll get an uber home.”
He mumbled clearly more annoyed because you were ditching him to ‘help your mom’ but what he didn’t know won’t hurt him.
You kiss his cheek while running out to your car quickly getting in before driving to the location Chris sent you. noticing it’s a hotel you laugh to your self before texting him again.
You: i’m gonna need the room number dumbass.
Chris: 308
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You make your way into the hotel while feeling nervous as you find yourself getting closer and closer to the room that he’s in. You find yourself standing outside of it for a good 30 seconds before knocking.
He opens the door with a smirk before stepping towards the side letting you have room to walk in, closing the door behind you.
“I was kind of expecting it to be your bitch of a boyfriend trying to beat my ass, but this is so much better.”
Chris spoke out in a deep raspy voice while grabbing you softly by the neck pulling you towards him.
“mm, such a slut leaving your boyfriend to come see me.”
He mumbled out letting his eyes flick from your eyes to your lips, before connecting his lips with yours and pushing you up against the wall while you let out a soft moan.
He laughed softly against your lips while he moved his kisses down your neck, biting and nibbling softly at your skin.
“C-Chris, don’t leave any marks”
You panted out letting your fingers find their way to his hair and tipping your head back, giving him better access to your neck.
“Oh it’s too late to say that, princess.”
He chuckles leaving two more dark hickeys on your skin, while allowing his hands to move to your ass grabbing it roughly.
“f-fuck chris”
You moaned out softly while tugging at his hair, letting your eyes close letting the pleasure consume you.
“are you gonna be a good girl and show me how good you can ride me?”
He mumbles deeply before pulling away from your skin, looking down at you waiting for your answer.
“p-please, wanna be good for you.”
you spoke innocently while looking up at him giving him ~those eyes~, watching the smirk return to his face.
“strip. now.”
He grumbles looking at you with needy and half lidded eyes.
You followed his directions taking off one piece of clothing after the other, while he watched you intently. Then he followed your actions taking off all of his clothes as well.
“Chris, i don’t think that’s gonna fit-“
You spoke before Chris cut You off with a deep laugh
“Oh, i’ll make it fit princess.”
He looks at you with his eyes full of lust while walking over to a chair, sitting down motioning for you to come sit on his lap.
You walk over to where Chris was sitting and straddled him while letting out a soft moan as his cock made contact with your soaked folds
“so wet for me already baby, good thing i didn’t plan on doing anything else to get you wet.”
He spoke hungrily as he gripped her hips guiding them so you grind over his hardened dick, before lifting you up guiding his tip to meet your entrance.
“show me what you got, princess”
He looks up at you before you start easing your way down onto his cock, causing you to let out a moan while he lets out a deep groan.
“fuck Chris, you feel so good already”
You moaned out loudly while letting your hands rest on his shoulders while his hands made their way to your hips again.
He quickly became tired of how long it was taking you to take all of him, so he stood up with you in his arms and laid you on the bed before roughly thrusting into you.
“fuck.. so tight for me”
He groaned out reaching up grabbing your neck with his left hand, while you became a whiny mess under him
“oh- CHRIS, RIGHT THERE… FUCK YES”
You moaned out loudly while he was viciously fucking himself into you moving his hand up to your mouth, pushing two fingers past your lips
“suck.”
He stated while letting out another groan as you followed his orders sucking and swirling your tongue around his fingers. taking them out of your mouth he trails them down your body stopping at your clit, causing you to let out louder moans as his fingers quickly rub circles around you.
“tell me i fuck you better than your boyfriend, slut.”
You let out a loud whiny moan as you make eye contact with him
“FUCK- you fuck me so much better then my boyfriend, chris”
Chris’s voice sounds deep and lustful, as he moans in a rough and angry manner as he continues thrusting into you, but at a faster pace now.
“FUCK IM SO CLOSE, OH MY GOD-“
You scream out feeling yourself clench around him as you pulls him down so his chest is against yours, letting your nails drag all down his back
“F-Fuck i’m gonna fucking cum”
Chris’s breath turns to heavy gasps for air now as he leans his head down to yours. His teeth are clenched and his eyes are closed tightly now.
“cum for me Chris”
You loudly chant as you feel yourself falling over the edge, becoming overwhelmed with pleasure while you grab his hair tightly pulling it with one hand and digging your nails into his back with the other, while letting yourself release around his cock
“FUCKKK”
He loudly groans letting his head fall forward as he pumps you full of his warm cum feeling it paint your walls white
He thrusts into you a few more times before pulling out and running to grab a towel, he begins cleaning both you and him off while you lay there trying to catch your breath, realizing what you just did.
“i’m definitely texting you next time i’m in town again”
He chuckles starring down at you while you sit up looking at him
“holy shit…that just happened.”
You mumble with a laugh while he laughs too, handing you a water bottle while looking at you.
“you think bitch boy knows?”
He jokingly asks while putting his boxers on throwing one of his shirts at you
“oh he definitely knows, i forgot to turn off my location”
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anystalker707 · 6 months
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Dolled up [1/2]
Pairing: Vinsmoke Sanji x [male, amab] Reader Kinktober prompt: Crossdressing Tags: He wears pretty lingeries / Demanding, but he's a bottom / He's very vocal / Just a princess
[PART 2]
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          “Goddammit,” Sanji whispered as he removed his blazer, making a face when he turned it and saw the back was also dirty.
The last encounter with the Marine had you, Sanji, Usopp, and Zoro sliding and falling on the mud when on the run. Sanji seemed extra bothered that his suit got all dirty, in such a bitter mood ever since he stood up and returned to the ship.
You sat on a stool in the bathroom, already with your shirt and shoes off, while you carefully observed Sanji remove his shoes and then his pants. He had garters for his socks and shirt-stays, obviously. Honestly, he looked fine like that, or in any way that mattered. Your eyes lingered on his thighs, observing him fold his clothes and put them away. That look of frustration remained on his face. Your eyes darted up a little, but his shirt went down over his underwear, blocking any view.
“Lingerie?” Your voice cut through the silence and his thoughts, making Sanji raise an eyebrow as he looked at you. “Didn’t know you liked wearing lingerie,” you teased with a grin.
Sanji’s brow lowered as he glared at you, placing his hands on his hips. “It’s not lingerie.” His voice was flat and sharp.
“Damn, really?” You clicked your tongue, shaking your head, unable to stop the grin on your face. “Really looks like lingerie, dude, sorry. That’s totally a lingerie. No need to hide it from me. We are crew mates.”
A red tone crept on Sanji’s face with anger, his lips twisting as he kept glaring at you through his visible eye. “I already told you it’s not lingerie!”
“Chill! I understand it…” You said, making a hand motion as you stood up—Sanji’s shoulders lowered a bit as the tension eased. “You’re just trying to play cool, I see. No need to, though. I completely respect you, dude,” you started chuckling, failing at keeping the fake serious posture the longer Sanji spent looking at you. It was so hard not to laugh, but there was something about the fact he was mad and frustrated like this that made it funny. You liked Sanji—you genuinely did, but you also enjoyed getting on his nerves, just like he did to you sometimes.
“It’s not lingerie!”
“It is!”
“It’s not!”
“C’mon, look at it!”
Sanji cursed under his breath as he stepped closer. “This isn’t lingerie.”
“B—”
He unbuttoned his shirt in a quick motion. “This is, you uncultured idiot.” He had a nice set of pink lace underwear that clad the bulge between his legs quite nicely. His corset—also in lace—had garters that connected it with straps to the hem of the… panties?
You were out of words, eyes trained on Sanji’s actual lingerie. Instinctively, you reached out a hand, tracing the pattern on the corset—he didn’t seem to mind, lowering his arms as he followed your touches with his eyes. “Fuck,” you whispered. It managed to make his waist even more slim than it already was.
The temptation to hold his waist was hard to fight against, so you ended up just giving in, feeling his warm skin through the thin fabric. Sanji let out a breath, making a small sound as he reached to hold on to your forearms. His hands barely touched you before there was the sound of loud footsteps coming down the hall; you immediately stepped away from each other. While you looked away, scratching the side of your neck, Sanji just pulled his shirt close and grabbed his clothes, hugging it to his chest.
“Hey!” Zoro groaned as Sanji bumped into his shoulder when walking into the room.
“Fuck off!” Sanji replied in the same beat, sharper than usual.
Even Usopp fell quiet and widened his eyes, looking at you for an explanation, but you just shrugged at the two.
          The thought of the incident in the bathroom didn’t leave your mind all day long. It was too intimate, too close. You’d never been that close to Sanji before; you two were close friends—with few benefits—, of course, but not that kind of close, and you were starting to rethink your feelings about Sanji, now. Maybe the times you two had made out in empty, dark rooms with hands all over yourselves during parties or the stolen kisses weren’t all that meaningless. Well, maybe they were, but just to you and your oblivious mind, as always.
That had you feeling absolutely pathetic, the way just a small moment like that was able to brainwash you like that. Fighting against the discomfort between your legs while lying on your bed was taking so much of you. Too much.
A knock on the door of your cabin cut through the thick atmosphere and grounded you again. You immediately sat on the bed and looked at the door for a moment, taking a few deep breaths to calm yourself down. Who could it be at that time?
You were about to ask what they wanted once you opened the door, but the words just died at the tip of your tongue. Out of everything you expected, seeing Sanji stand there in his deep red robe was probably the last thing, but it was also far from the worst thing. His face had an air of annoyance on it, so you quickly stepped out of the way and let Sanji walk in.
“You know, earlier—”
“Shush,” Sanji cut you off simply. He turned around to face you, undoing the knot that held his robe together. “Look, I know I can trust you with this, and I also need this, so you better not make a big deal or anything.”
You raised your eyebrows, throwing your hands in the air as if to prove to him that you wouldn’t.
Sanji’s chest raised and lowered with a deep breath before the robe started falling down his shoulders, pooling around his elbows for now. It opened as well, exposing his legs. The lingerie he wore this time was different—the top made with satin, having lace details, all frilly, but still in the same pastel pink from earlier. It matched his skin perfectly, hugging his frame so nicely. This time, he also had thigh-highs that connected to the waist piece by straps. It was a little loose on his chest, given how his pecs couldn’t fill the bra enough.
As if it weren’t enough, Sanji also had a pearl necklace gently resting over his collarbones and— Was that gloss on his lips? The dim lighting in the room limited your vision but also set a nice atmosphere, which you wouldn’t change.
A strained sigh escaped your lips as you took in every detail, watching the little sparkles that reflected the light whenever it hit Sanji’s thigh-highs.
“(Y/n),” Sanji brought you back to reality.
If you were lost before, you were fucking dying now, breathless. Still, you did your best to stay focused while moving closer to him. Sanji’s hands rested on your shoulders out of instinct, and you held his waist again, standing as close as you could, feeling his breath fan over your face.
“You’re so beautiful,” you whispered, observing his face from close, enough to see the little freckles over his face.
Sanji breathed a chuckle, looking away for a moment. “Yeah, I know,” he joked a little as he let your nose brush against yours lovingly. “So, won’t you kiss me? Did I do all of this for nothing?”
Chuckling as well, you clicked your tongue. “It is a lot. You can’t expect me not to appreciate it properly, can you?”
A smile tugged on your lips as you caressed his waist gently before pulling him closer, pressing your lips to his gently. Sanji hummed softly into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your shoulders this time, letting your bodies fit together. His lips tasted fruity and sweet, the lip gloss smearing over your lips as well while you two kissed, so you couldn’t help letting your tongue trail along his bottom up. He didn’t open his lips, though.
“Please,” you groaned against his lips, receiving a soft chuckle in response.
“No,” Sanji whispered.
You were about to kiss Sanji again when he pulled away and started pushing you back until you fell sat on the bed. He motioned for you to get further on the bed, so you did it, only able to remove your shirt before Sanji was already on top of you, pushing you down to the bed with a hand on your chest before he straddled your hips. He looked so beautiful on top of you like that, blue eyes observing you through blown pupils and half-open eyes.
“Fuck,” you groaned, placing your hands over his thighs. You could still taste his lips.
Sanji’s lips parted open in a grin, a proud one. His hands rested over your chest as he rolled his hips onto yours and, fuck, you don’t remember the last time you got so hard that easily. Just feeling Sanji’s ass grind against your cock through layers of clothes already had you moaning, gripping his thighs as you pushed your hips up against his to meet his motions.
He also moaned, biting his lip as your motions synced.
“I’m already prepared,” he whispered, moaning as well. He sounded heavenly.
“You’re going to kill me,” you groaned, squeezing his thighs hard.
Sanji gasped, pressing his hips to yours more, and let out another moan when your hand touched him through the lace panties. Continuing your motions, Sanji eventually let out a whimper, his nails digging into your chest.
“You deserve to be fucked hard just for that,” you whispered, reaching into the bedside table’s drawer while keeping a hand on his cock, keeping him in that needy state until you needed to remove your pants and boxers. Sanji got up a little so that he could help you with it, soon returning to the previous position, and the friction of his lace panties against your cock made you moan louder than expected. He widened his eyes a little but rocked his hips against yours a couple of times more. “Mmph, stop,” you groaned, slapping his thigh a little.
“Weak,” Sanji mutters teasingly as he moves back a little.
“Shut up, I’m not the one who offered himself here,” you retorted with a small smile, opening the lube. Sanji pouted, pink lip sticking out, but he didn’t say anything while watching you hiss when the cold lube came in contact with your cock. He went forward to touch it, just to have his hand swatted away. You couldn’t risk any unnecessary touches, at least not right now.
Soon, you set the lube aside. “Hey, let me…”
You fell silent at seeing Sanji just pull his panties to the side as he got up on his knees. Was he really gonna keep it to fuck? A breath got caught in your throat as you watched him take his cock out—it was heavy in his hand, flushed pink, leaking—, giving it a few pumps before he grabbed your own instead. Just the feeling of Sanji’s hole against your tip was enough to make you groan, eventually moaning at how tight he felt; hot and slick walls pulling you deeper inside him.
“Ah, fuck,” you moaned, holding his hips tightly as Sanji lowered himself on you. He also let out a pleased sound, switching to grabbing your wrists, your upper arms, and eventually pressing his hands to your chest. That felt way too good.
Sanji started moving his hips slowly, trying to find a pace. His nails sank in your chest whenever he happened to lower himself against you with more force than intended, his moans growing higher-pitched every time that happened. Within some minutes, though, he finally found a pace that worked for both of you, fucking himself on your cock deliciously, just the way he’d been planning whilst dolling himself up to come to your cabin.
“So pretty,” you whispered to him, wrapping your hands around his forearms and pushing them until he let his hands slip into yours. Your fingers laced with his, tightening the grip.
Sanji’s hips gained a steadier rhythm when it happened—he gasped, moaning and throwing his head back whenever finding the angles that let your tip graze right against his prostate. He rolled his hips in a specific way, whining as his cock twitched, and the way he clenched around you made you throw your head back against the pillow. No way, you were missing on this that whole time.
“That all you got?” You said, voice tight in your chest with pleasure. “C’mon, I know you can do better than that, yeah? Show me what you got,” you whispered while moving your hips up to meet his for the first few times, letting your motions fall in sync with his.
A louder moan escaped his lips the moment your hips drove up the moment he was lowering himself on you, so you stopped moving again. Sanji started riding you with more enthusiasm, making you wonder if the sparkling feeling was already starting to set itself by the end of his spine as well. You were out of breath, biting on your lip while concentrating on not cumming too soon while Sanji clenched so tightly around you, riding you so nice and good.
“Yeah,” Sanji whispered between moans, pausing to roll his hips the way he liked so much before he resumed the pace from before.
It was hard, but you managed to let go of one of his hands, letting him hold onto your shoulder instead while you wrapped your hand around his cock. Each of your motions was followed by a moan from Sanji, practically. When your thumb grazed his tip, spreading the pre-cum, Sanji let out a shaky breath that resembled a sob, tightening around you so tightly that you couldn’t help it.
You arched your back, pressing your eyes shut and pushing your hips up while cumming deep inside Sanji while he still rode you, rolling his hips and clenching you so deliciously, milking you as he chased his own high. He gasped, nails sinking into your shoulder and fingers squeezing your hand, and it was just a matter of time before he also came, pushing his hips back on your cock and forward into your hand messily. He sounded out of air, gasping and whimpering as he slowly came down from his high, only leaving a sticky mess on your chest and a throbbing cock in your hand, still spasming around your cock.
You needed a moment to recompose yourself—your mind was still fuzzy as you stared at the dark ceiling, body tingling, with Sanji all over your mind. He was all that mattered at the moment.
Eventually, your hand started moving around him again, pumping his cock, using his own cum as lube. He gasped and whimpered, holding your wrist. “(Y/n)—”
“You didn’t doll yourself up just for a single round, did you?” A smirk tugged on your lips as you felt him twitch in your hand.
.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.
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boltwrites · 1 year
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Tech Headcanons - Spicy
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A/N: still feeling very motivated to write for tech! however i was kind of sick today, so i didn’t feel like writing a whole fic or anything. instead, here are some uh, sexual, headcanons that i should definitely write down! expect these for the rest of the batch sometime (hopefully) soon!
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General
As is tradition: size. As Tech has immense big dick energy, he definitely is packing something above average. Maybe 9 inches thereabouts, and decently thick. He’s got some nice equipment
He’s not experienced. At all. He’s been basically working with no breaks for years. The batch have only just started to relax and look at their lives outside of the war - and that includes Tech. You’re likely his first encounter
That doesn’t mean he’s clueless, though. No matter what kind of relationship you initiate with him - whether it be purely physical, or an actual commitment, the absolute first thing he does is start researching. And he is thorough
It becomes a fixation for him - just investigating and understanding how sex and kink work. He finds it fascinating. He will literally watch or read porn just to see a sex act that he’s never heard of before, to analyze it. It’s a bit strange to watch, but he’s honestly just interested
He refuses to do anything with you until he feels like he fully understands what he’s going to be doing - which means you have to wait. But honestly? It’s worth it
Through his investigation, Tech has picked up on far more than just the basics. He’s definitely got a list somewhere of things he wants to try with you, and most of them are not what one would call vanilla
He’s adventurous, and also surprisingly open. He’s not the kind of dude that thinks he’s going to be competing with any toy you might have - in fact, he’s probably the one bringing them into the bedroom
He’s also pretty versatile, as well. He’s perfectly fine either topping or bottoming, depending on his mood. Generally, he’s more likely to top, but he’s not picky
He definitely talks during sex - and not all of it is dirty. In fact, he’s probably said some accidentally hilarious things while the two of you were getting into it more than once. 
Although he talks a lot, he’s not particularly vocal other than that - his moans are low and quiet, but that just seems to make them more special
Tech has incredible stamina and self-control. Mostly the latter - he’s more than willing to use his mouth and hands to absolutely destroy you. He’s also able to hold on for a decent amount of time when fucking you, too. He doesn’t have the best refractory period - it takes him a little while to get it up again after he finishes. He’s more than willing to help you in other ways while he’s recovering, though
If you’re just in a casual physical relationship with Tech, he’s not too interested in cuddling afterwards. If you’re committed, though? He’s very intimate afterwards, drawing patterns on your skin and playing with your hair absentmindedly
Once you open the door to this for Tech, if you two are in a serious relationship, you quickly realize that sex is one of the main ways that he shows affection for you. The fact that he pulls you aside every chance he can isn’t a result of his sex drive (which is pretty low in general), but because he can’t get enough of you, specifically
Top/Dominant Tech
When it comes to foreplay, Tech tends to prefer fingering you. He’s very good with his hands, and he knows it. It takes him basically no time to figure out exactly how to touch you to make you lose your mind
Tech is more than willing to explore different power dynamics with you. If you’re interested, he’s willing to play different roles, so to speak. However, he’s generally a pleasure dom - focused on your own pleasure, making it his personal goal to pull as many orgasm as he can out of you
He does find other dynamics interesting - every now and then he gets a thrill out of telling you what to do, or directing you on how to please him - but that’s not something he wants very often
Once he learns about toys, he absolutely incorporates them into the bedroom. He loves his fucking gadgets
He would most definitely have you wear a bullet vibe and control it throughout the day
That’s not even getting into the fact that he most likely has a whole trunk full of various toys and tools once you two have been fucking for a while. It’s honestly kind of ridiculous
He’s also interested in bondage - he routinely ties you up in new and excited ways, if you’re also interested
He’s not opposed to being rough, even if that’s not usually what he goes for. However, he does put his foot down in one regard - he doesn’t like hitting or hurting you. He’s ok with controlled spanking, and maybe some light choking if you beg him for it - but he really doesn’t like hurting you
He doesn’t have much of a favorite position when it comes to topping - he likes switching things up a lot, but he does particularly like it when you ride him in the cockpit of the Marauder
Bottom/Submissive Tech
Tech doesn’t give up control at all in his day to day life. His squad really leans on his knowledge and skill, while obviously puts a lot of pressure on him. Subbing helps him release all that energy, to finally give up control and let someone else be the expert of his body
He’s the one that brought up bottoming to you first - one of the things he wanted to try. It was surprisingly sweet and intimate to learn with Tech - to help open him up and give him his first ever prostate orgasm, which left him reeling and absolutely asking for more
This also leads to a sizable collection of interestingly textured dildos that Tech now collects, and which you sometimes use on him
When it comes to subbing, Tech needs a very dedicated and detailed dom. He likes scenes to be planned out well ahead of time so that he can mentally prepare, especially since he doesn’t give up control often
He tends to like scenes that also involve sensory deprivation - blindfolds, handcuffs, even earplugs. 
When subbing, Tech often goes nonverbal, so blissed out that he couldn’t even speak if he tried to. For that reason, you’ve never really felt the need to gag him when he’s subbing (this did necessitate some creative safe words, though)
He also doesn’t know how to handle praise. He isn’t usually recognized for his contributions, working mostly behind the scenes with little praise. Praising him during sex definitely makes him feel some kind of way
He needs a lot of aftercare after a submissive scene - Tech may act like he doesn’t need that sort of attention, but it’s so hard for him to give up control like that, and he definitely needs a buffer in order to get himself back to normal
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slamminslamminmcgill · 8 months
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OKAY I’M A GNC VIRGIN SO NATURALLY… I can confess my little (not so little) corruption kink to you 😁 I always think about how Saul would absolutely 10000000000% hire someone especially after finding out they’re still pure through his Saul-style background checks. He’d fetishize the fuck out of them for it and absolutely do the honors while talking really extremely about it, I just feel it in my bones. After all he wants new blood :3 Just imagining the things he’d say… I AM A WHORE!!!!
OOOOO OK PURR!!!!!
combining w/ this
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warning: very mild transphobia (saul is a gross chaser and he's learning)
anatomical terms: boobs, vagina/pussy, dick/cock
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Saul Goodman always asked his private investigator to get information on people he worked with. Be they long term clients or his own staff, he wanted to know who he was associating with, inside and out. He wasn't going to get caught with his pants down by dealing with someone he couldn't trust. And after you joined his team as his paralegal, you were subject to the same treatment. He honestly wasn't expecting Mike to find much dirt on you, and he didn't. Almost nothing, in fact, but what he did find was far more intriguing than Saul could have ever imagined. He almost didn't believe what Mike told him.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Okay. Let me see if I'm understanding you correctly. Kid's never been in a relationship before. Total virgin. I get that. But you're saying he was born a chick, and wanted to be a dude, so he took some hormones and got his boobs chopped off? Are you for real? You can do that?" Saul had asked.
"That's what his medical records say." Mike had answered. "He's been filling a testosterone prescription for 2 years now, and his 'chest masculinization surgery' was last year. Got a copy of the newspaper publication for his name change, too."
"Did he, uh..." Saul bit his lip and tried to think of a non-creepy way to ask his probably-very-creepy question, "Did he get the downstairs touched up, or is he still rocking the original hardware?"
Mike rolled his eyes. "Doesn't look like he had any other surgeries. Guessing that means he hasn't changed it. Now, you know I'm not one to question your motives, but why is it that you care so much about your paralegal's genitalia?"
"Hey, I'm just trying to get the full story here," Saul had said as a quick excuse, "The world's changing! If men can have vaginas, I say let 'em! I'm always an advocate for self-determination."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Mike had packed up his things and headed for the door. "Just promise me you won't antagonize him over this. He's a good kid. I'd hate for you to scare him off."
"I promise."
That's what he had said, but Saul could barely hide the excitement on his face when you walked in on Monday morning.
"Well, well, well! Look who it is!" Saul laughed and held his arms out for a hug. "Bring it in champ!"
You shrugged and took him up on it, not knowing that he was looking for an excuse to feel your body pressed against his. "Alright, sure!" You said before subjecting yourself to his tight embrace. "What's got you in such a good mood today?"
Saul's hands started to wander down your back and around your sides to your hips. He hadn't noticed how curvy you were before, but now it was all he could think about. "Well, I, uh... I figured you're not all that used to physical intimacy. Thought I'd show you some of what you're missing."
It took a second for his words to register in your brain. “Wait, what?" You pulled yourself out of his arms. "What are you talking about?"
Saul couldn't hide the satisfaction he was feeling. He wore it plainly on his face, and his voice dripped with it. "Your background check came back clean. Very clean. Pure, I should say."
You could tell he was fucking with you, but you had no clue why or what you were supposed to say to that. "Uh... Okay? Is that a good thing, or-?"
Saul needed a new skincare routine, one that stopped smugness from oozing out his pores. "Depends! You saving yourself for marriage? Cause then I guess you're on the right track."
You gulped. So that’s what he was talking about. “N-No, I’m not. I just… haven’t found the right person.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” Saul pursed his lips and went back over to his desk. “Well, I imagine it’s difficult with your setup and all. Probably hard to find someone so understanding.”
“My… setup?” You asked, wondering just how meticulous his background check process was. Must've been pretty damn meticulous if he found out the details of your lifeless sex life. “What, uh… what’s that supposed to mean?”
“Oh, you know what I mean.” Saul kicked his feet up on his desk, grabbed a pen, and pointed it at you. “Man from the waist-up, woman from the waist-down? I bet that freaks people out, huh?” He chuckled as he set the pen down and took a sip of his coffee. “Not me, though. I’m pretty open-minded. Gotta say, it actually sounds pretty hot.”
"Oh... uh... tha-... thank you...?" Workplace harassment had never seemed so flattering. You wanted to be disgusted. You wanted to throw that coffee in his face, call him a pig, and storm out of his office demanding your last paycheck in the mail. But you didn’t. It was the first time anyone had considered you a sexual being, let alone an attractive sexual being. Rationale and dignity be damned, you wanted more of his attention, but you didn’t want to seem desperate. “So, uh… where do we go from here?”
“We don’t have to go anywhere. Why, did you want it to go somewhere? ‘Cause if you do..." Saul got up from his desk again and strode over to you, brushing some of your hair behind your ear. "...I'd be happy to lead the way." He pressed a tender kiss to your lips, and you, not expecting it whatsoever, tensed up immediately. Saul noticed and pulled back. "Oh, baby boy, have you never even been kissed?"
You shook your head, embarrassed by your own innocence. "N-No..."
Saul didn't even try to hide his excitement. He couldn't believe his luck. He reacted with condescending sympathy. "Ohhh, you poor thing! Whatever am I gonna do with you?"
The answer to that, you'd come to find, was apparently 'strip you half-naked and sit you on his desk.'
"Now, you just lay back and enjoy yourself, okay, baby? I'm gonna help you get ready. I promise, you're gonna love this." He said as he rubbed your bare thighs, gradually lowering his face between them.
"Okay..." You sighed, staring up at the ceiling, not a clue what to expect. There's only so many options when someone puts their face up to your junk, but you had no idea what it was gonna feel like.
Saul spread your lips apart to inspect your virgin anatomy, the first one to explore new, uncharted territory. He'd been through this countless times before, though never with anyone like you, and he liked what made you special. "Aw, how cute! You got yourself a tiny little dick, huh? Is that from the hormones?" Saul chuckled and pressed down on it with his thumb.
Your breath caught in your throat and your body jumped upon contact. "Ah... y-yeah, uh... the testoster-oh! F-Fuck!"
While you were talking, Saul used your distraction as a chance to shove his face into your pussy, swirling his tongue under your foreskin and sucking your mini-cock into his mouth. He even slipped his tongue into your hole and pumped it in and out, probably to give you a preview of what was next. You grabbed his hair and whined, holding on to keep yourself somewhat in the moment with him. You briefly glanced down at him; your eyes met; and he fucking winked.
You threw your head back against the desk and looked up at the ceiling again. Your head was swirling in a way it never had before. It just felt so good. So sloppy, so wet, so electrifying.
By the time Saul pulled his face up, his mouth was literally dripping, and he was gasping for air. He looked unhinged. "Jesus Christ... Are you sure you're a virgin? You're soaking wet."
"I... wha...?" You blushed and hid your face in your hands. "Oh, god... s-sorry..."
"Aw, honey, no, don't apologize for that!" Saul got up off his knees and stood up. He pried your hands away from your face and interlocked his fingers with yours. "It just means you're excited! You must want it really bad, huh?"
You did, but the uncertainty of it all was still so scary. "Mhm... it's, uh... it's not gonna hurt, right?"
"Nope! It shouldn't 'cause I ate you out first. That's what I meant by getting you ready. And you were quite the tasty treat, buddy." He booped your nose to get you to smile, and it worked. You felt calmer instantly. "You good to go?"
You took a deep breath, the air whistling on your exhale. "Y-Yeah, I think so."
Saul worked on pulling himself out of his pants. He lined up his fat cock with your virgin hole and poked it, testing your reaction. You seemed okay, so he slowly, ever so slowly, slid inside and stretched you out. The both of you let out low, deep groans, savoring the new, deep connection you shared with each other.
"Phew..." Saul sighed as he bottomed out in you. "God, that's good, kid. You're the tightest little thing I've ever had my cock inside." He pulled back, nearly all the way out, and then snapped his hips forward. You squeaked, and he did it again. "So... fucking... good..."
So fucking good was an understatement. You wrapped your arms around his back and clung to him, moaning softly and timidly as your sleazy boss took your virginity. You'd always imagined your first time would be romantic and sweet, and on a bed, not hasty, nasty fucking on the desk where your paychecks were signed. Oh well, either way, it felt fucking fantastic.
As was the case with everything else in his life, Saul had lots to say. "Yeahhh, that's it, baby boy, that's it. Take it. I ne- I never... Mmm, never would've thought you had a pussy like this. So wet for me... so warm... so fucking tight... And I get to be the one to break it in... Making me believe in God again, kid... Cause you... you're a fucking angel..."
Hearing his affectionate praise, feeling his firm strokes inside you. The way he talked to you, touched you, kissed you, tasted you. This may have been your first time with anyone, but you could tell it wouldn't be your last with him.
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You don't look happy how can I fix that?
Riri Williams x FEM reader
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Summary: Your girlfriend won't let you shake ass at a party so you drop her and have fun with Riri Williams instead who ends up becoming far more than just her name to you as the night goes on.
You love yourself a good party so of course what were you doing on a Friday night instead of studying for the exam that you know you have on Monday? You're at a party trying to live your best life but your girlfriend isn't too into that she keeps trying to grab you by your waist trying to keep you from the dance circle she honestly is pissing you off. "Why can't I dance? I'm just trying to have a good time and you are really killing the vibe right now" you say you arms crossing your chest she groans "because I don't need no other chick or dude looking at you or tryna get behind you..." Oh you could slap her right now "I'm going to dance if someone was going to look at me they would have done it so suck it up" she grabs your wrist and you're quick to push her into the wall "you must have forgot who I am if you don't get your mother fucking hands off of me before I shoot you" she lets go because she's aware that you aren't joking matter of fact your gun was never too far.
You walk to the floor dress rising around your thighs that's when you see Riri who's been watching the whole thing you knew of her but you didn't know her. She's cute though she's sipping on her drink before she approaches you "you good?" You nod "of course I am just uhm wanted to get the fuck away from her before I showed her where I was from" she laughs and glances you up and down it was subtle and quick but you still noticed. "I thought that was your girl..." You nod "I'm looking for something new she's now off the menu" she nods before grabbing your hand gently. "So you just dropping em like that?" You shrug "no I liked her but I can't deal with the insecurities I'mma dance imma wear what I want to and ain't nobody gone stop that" you realize you've probably talked her head off so you come to a pause and drink your drink. "You said you want to dance yet you're still here" you nod groaning to yourself "she ruined my mood to be honest I just want to go home."
"Don't let her fuck up your night just cause she insecure c'mon dance with me" you look at her confused "I'm so serious" she says seeing your reaction "I'm not insecure I can handle it shake some ass be happy fuck her!" You shush her but she only laughs and yells louder "fuck you!" You grab her hand and drag her to the floor so her voice is drowned out by the sounds of music and the hyping of others you can really only hear each other clearly. "get wild I'm sure you ain't wear this dress just to look this pretty" you smile when she calls you pretty and nod "you right you sure right."
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato and you 'gon lose them pants
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (leggo)
Girl, drop it to the floor
The music and the constant smiling of Riri is too much for you to handle at this moment but it is a moment of a lifetime and you are going to live it just like the moment it truly is. She grabs your hand and you turn around immediately throwing it all as if your girlfriend was behind you watching you. You love to make a bitch jealous but to make a pussy bitch jealous that just had some extra kick to it. Riri holds her dress with one hand and places her other hand on your waist guiding you onto her crotch.
love the way yo' booty go
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash (Flocka, Waka Flocka, Waka Flocka)
"Aye aye get it damn damn!" Soon most of the attention is on you and her she was known for getting wild at these types of parties you on the other hand not so much you enjoy the newfound attention and you enjoy the jealousy in your ex-lovers eyes as she watches you both.
The music continues to change throughout the night and each song you and Riri are cutting it up you eventually kick your heels off so she's holding them in the air and matching your movements at the same time.
Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you tryna make yo ass fall off
Hella thick I wanna smash 'em all, now
Speed up, gas pedal, now
Speed up, gas pedal
By the time Gas Pedal comes on you've forgotten all about who you came with and you were more worried about who you're going home with. Maybe Riri was just being friendly but the way she was looking you up and down between songs had you in a chokehold. Your body was on hers the whole night and you didn't mind you were sweaty and tired but you were having fun and that's what matters. It didn't matter if you acted like a fool or sweat out your hair all that mattered was how much fun you were having and with her you were having a lot.
When you two finally decide to call it a night you're leaning on her shoulder outside as she is still holding your shoes "I had fun" she smiles at you and nods "I saw same here uhm..." she smiles at you and then shakes her head "you don't even like girls do you? You're too pretty to really like girls" You don't know what the hell that meant but you answer anyways "I like whatever likes me" she nods "okay so if I was to kiss you you wouldn't scream or anything would you?" You laugh and shake your head "no not at all but only if you give me a ride home too" she nods and licks her lips "okay I can give you that ride" you grab her hand and pull her to you "then I can give you that kiss."
She hums and lets her arms wrap around your waist pulling you close as she closes the gap between you two. You wish you could say the kiss is polite and sweet but it is a whole violation you feel like you should have waited until you were in the car or something because anyone within eye range was getting a show. Riri wasn't shy in anything you knew this she was confident in her walk, her skill and now you know the same thing goes for when she likes someone.
You pull away and stare at her smiling like a fool in the corner of your eye notice a guy staring at you both he pats his friends shoulder and whispers very terribly might you add "oh she is getting some tonight" you and Riri laugh at the obviously drunk guys "you are so not getting any just because he said all that" she gasps "you know what I don't fuck on the first date anyways" you laugh and smile at her causing her to smile back. "you mentioned while we were dancing your feet hurt are you good enough to walk?" You shake your head "not at all never dancing in heels that long again" she turns around "get on my back" you smile "I will knock your tiny ass over" "no you won't and call me tiny again you'll be limping to the car by yourself" you laugh as you hike your dress up over your thighs and you get on her back she holds your legs in place and walks you to the car.
You can't even lie she makes you feel like a modern day Cinderella doing everything your girlfriend wouldn't do...you keep thinking girlfriend but she's in the past. She's doing everything your ex-girlfriend wouldn't do. You liked that.
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When she pulls up to your off campus apartment you smile at her before shaking your head "I lied earlier" she raises her perfect damn eyebrows as if to question what you were speaking of "you might get some tonight" she looks at you and smiles widely "oh so you feeling generous?" You laugh and shake your head "no I just think you deserve it don't you?" She turns off the car engine "then please lead the way" you get out of the car and run over to her side opening the door for her she smiles and looks at your messy state "you're so fucking pretty" you're stopped in your little excited tracks by the comment "you really think so?" You had heard this compliment thousands of times especially from your ex but from her lips it meant nothing because she only said it to make you feel good however Riri means it.
"Oh please tell me you do know how beautiful you are? Because if not we have to work on that" you shake your head "oh no I know I'm gorgeous but it's been a while since someone said it like that you're tryna get me to do some things for real huh?" She laughs and gets out the car closing and locking the door. Now she's turned her full attention to you "no I'm just telling the truth when I saw you tonight my first thought wasn't 'damn I want to see what she's like in bed' my first thought was 'she don't look happy how can I fix that?' All of this happening right now I wasn't expecting it but I'm not mad at the way this night is ending. If you were to just walk in there by yourself and I were to go home I wouldn't care because I'd know I made you happy even if just for tonight."
You roll your eyes and turn around for a moment "oh lord forgive me for the things I'm about to do to her...c'mon" you say grabbing her hand and turning on your heel she laughs and follows behind you all giggly.
A/n: Every ship has a song and you and Riri's song is Girl by The Internet and KayTranada (give it a listen you'll see why.) Not going to lie I'm kind of in love with this fic but scared it's not going to get the attention it deserves because it's a Riri Williams x reader and people like to act like she ain't just as fine as Shuri.
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orisquirrelking · 8 days
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May I please have p1 dude x reader Headcanons 💕 I love him so much (sob)
Also I'm from the RWS server LOL
P1 dude/reader HCs
I’m not gonna lie to you chief i am writing this in my lecture hall because i have no time otherwise LMAOO
Enjoy !!
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He’s not very social so the fact that you two even met in the first place is lowkey a miracle. He’ll dwell on this a lot. Were it not for the fact that the two of you were coincidentally at the same grocery store at the same time, he doesn’t think you would’ve ever even have heard of him.
(this is more of a gen headcanon, but) adding on to his antisocial personality, it’s been years since the incident in paradise (however you may interpret it, whether it be just a dream or an actual, physical event,) that lead to his long-term hospitalization at the paradise psychiatric ward. He had been staying there for as long as he can remember, only being released very recently due to medical advancements with medication for mental health issues. It’s not exactly a topic he likes to talk about though he may crack a joke that you’re not sure you can laugh at every once in a while.
Very schedule oriented. When you two began dating it was difficult for him to adjust to having another presence in his life. In the beginning he usually had to host dates at his place, just because he didn’t want to adjust at all. Its a push and pull process but the two of you are working on a more relaxed, healthier schedule.
You’ll notice that he patrols the borders of his house every once in a while. His paranoia can get high and at times he feels unsafe in his home. It’s mostly harmless behavior, and he doesn’t mind if you join him. 
You're going to be subject to a LOT of rambling about his weapons. He's a big collector, doesn't matter if they don't work, as long as they can look pretty. He keeps his “real” firearms and ammunition in safeboxes around his house. If you don't already know, he's teaching you how to use them.
As I've stated in other writings, I think that all of the dudes enjoy physical contact in one way or another. Unlike P2, P1 dude prefers to initiate physical contact and be able to pull away at any time. Don’t get him wrong, he loves physical contact, but he can be overstimulated at times and would prefer to not be in a pissy mood when around you.
When you start getting him to go out, he prefers to be able to go out to somewhere more spacious and more nature oriented, (as stated in the dating HCs.) so he can bring baby Champ with him.
Speaking of Champ, that puppy is his fucking lifeline. I like to think that in this universe Champ is his service dog in training, and is the first thing he received when he left the ward. If you don’t fw Champ, the chances of you two getting together are lower than 0%. On the other hand, nothing brings him more joy than when you’re lazing around at his home together and you start playing with Champ. He thoroughly enjoys it when you help him with Champ’s training, he loves seeing his two favorites get along!
Does not like it when he misses taking his meds. You’re going to have to assure him that missing one dosage isn’t going to erase all of the progress he’s made. Dude would be more on edge on the days when that happens. Sometimes this will lead to a meltdown, and honestly (as somebody who has the same issues that he does,) there really isn’t much you can do except be there for him.
Appreciates everything you do for him and will not hesitate to try to one-up you. You’ve offhandedly bought him food? He’s treating you to dinner. Homemade. Take care of him when he’s sick? Flowers, chocolate, and a day out with Champ. He doesn’t have the most money in the world but he wants to show you that he cares too.
Doesn’t want to seem dependent on anything, so sometimes he might pull away from you. He’s been independent for most of his life, so it hits an insecurity when he thinks he might have been “burdening” you with his issues. He’s not exactly used to being treated with so much kindness.
Overall? Be patient with this man for the love of god. It’ll take him some time to open up and yeah, he’s got his issues, but in the end he’s just a guy trying to make the best of a life full of experiences he never asked for.
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episode 4 commentary - Sweet Dreams
warnings: swearing, once again barely any of this is proper commentary it's just me calling everyone pretty and simping over their hands and arms, SPOILERS FOR THE SHOW AND BOOKS, when I have multiple of the same letter in a row (so like AAAAA) I have to press the key every single time (fun) so... idk why it's a warning but I felt like you just needed to know how excited I got
that's a funky headboard
omg I want her jumper
LOCKWOOD WITH THE ALICE IN WONDERLAND REFERENCE
that toast would have scared the shit out of me too Lucy dw
angry
concerned bbs
"we were not 'rescued'" and "stuck up mediocrities" will forever be iconic
"he lacks respect"
this whole scene always makes me laugh tbh
so many good quotes
"you take the lie, and you take Kipps' face and put them together--"
"and you just wanna watch him... die"
"please tell me there's tea" mood AND THEN HE'S THE ONE MAKING TEA
concerned bbs again
"you're just not rude enough to her, George"
the way he appears round that door 😭
FUCK OFF JOPLIN
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I will not be discussing the sound I made at lockwood sat in the chair after passing on the business card
Georgie no
spiky shoes
my dried mango I'm eating is so good
"pre-pleb?"
lockwood's so pretty omg
so is lucy
hmmmmmmmmmm lockwood
^^^
why does his mouth not move
also why was that hot
rainy taxi
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George looks so excited talking about the black market I love him
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George I love you
lockwood could your ego get any bigger (but also hehehe)
"proper honest blokes, real salt of the earth"
"you've never even spoken to them"
*pause* "yeah well they're a bit scary"
"go write a poem about it!" George you beautiful human being
showman speech! showman speech!
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BOBBY I CANT HEAR ANYTHING BUT BESHPOKELY NOW
"you will have my undivided attention" gbsgsukrhgosuruhgksh I would melt and then evaporate when he smiled
"no backbone this generation!"
"I am not filling out more forms" mood
he's so pretttyyyyyyyyy
NOT THE CAMERA SPINNING AROUND LIKE THE BONE GLASS
woo they have chains now!
lockwood is so angry
"it knows you're there" oh very comforting
bzzzzzzzzzzzz
JOPLIN GO AWAY
omg Lucy nooo
hehehe it's her bestie
touching locklyle moment of: "Luce, what's going on? are you okay?"
*George in the background* "WhERe'S mY LiGht?"
bestieeee
yeah well don't open it
"stand by" lockwood honey she's not in any state of mind to deal with this
Georgie nooooo
idk if it's a thing but the fact that lockwood was the only seemingly unaffected??? Lucy obviously has Listening, and George can do some of the Touch stuff, so does that mean they're more susceptible to psychic emotions? George had the nausea and Lucy had the headache and all the rest of it but lockwood was fine? idk
"all someone had to do was apply themselves!" iconic
DON'T FEEL EXCITED BITCH
GEORGIE NOOO
whoops
bit dusty now
BADASS BITCH MOMENTTTTTTT
THROW THAT RAPIER!!!!
heavily breathing lockwood 👀
hehehe bestieeee
already trying to get out lolllllll
oh no the boys are fighting :(
"you'd never bollock her like this would you"
tired-of-this-lockwood is one of my favourites I think
"iS iT tALkInG tO yOu nOw?"
oops
don't talk about the room
"clinically insane-" "really FUCKING powerful" I love them
"you gave her a free pass just 'cause you like the way she looks at you" ok 1) DUDE SAID THAT WITH LUCY IN THE ROOM I LOVE HIM and 2) honestly I am lockwood bc I too would give her a free pass if Lucy looked at me like 😍 (or even if she just looked at me tbh)
"I don't know what you're talking about" "yeah sure" I AM GEORGE IN THIS SITUATION
boy's angry
"why, 'cause you can't handle being my Tom Rotwell?" OOOO WHAT A BLOW TO THE EGO
THE MICROEXPRESSSIONS S SIESR0[HORUSHGOSRUHGOA CAMERON CHAPMAN THE MAN YOU AREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
sorry can you tell I love that bit
aw Georgie nooo
lanky boy
I WANNA GIVE HIM A HUGGGG :((((
Georgie noooo
IS THAT MARY WATSON
is that a FQD I see?
hehehe he's so silly
"he was a massive prick to me just now" he deserved that
awkward teens hehehe
SJRHGIUSRHGOURHSOUGHSEORIGJORS THIS SCENENEEEEEEE
TENDING TO WOUNDSSSSSSSSSSDSDIUSGHESIUHGOSUR H
"the real reason you might be here is to shine it on somebody else" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
WHY AM I TEARING UP (I think it's the hormones actually)
HE IS SO BAD AT NOT LOOKING AT HER LIPS (me too)
his smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
WHY AM I CRYING
WTF
HE LOOKED AT HER LIPS AGAIN
NOW THEY'RE TENDERLY HOLDING HANDS
NOT THE PINKY FINGER
NOT HIM LOOKING AT HER LIPS FOR THE THIRD TIME
omg the awkwardness after they sat in silence staring at each other and holding hands
ok but the fact they cut to george's room but showed it through the mirror on his wardrobe???????? omggggg deep analysis of when mirrors are used here we come
he's so pretty
peekaboo
not the biscuit 😭
"do not cross" *crosses*
he looks like a guilty child
he sounds like one too
"absolutely by the book" sure...
BOBBYYYYYYYY
heavily breathing lockwood hmmmmmmm
I'm sorry I can't take bobby Vernon seriously bc I just think of bobby (who isn't that small) and I laugh
I've had to pause it which is a problem bc it's gonna take me a while to get through this 😭
he's so smug omg 😭
"there you go, sir" with as much smugness as possible
screeching like a parrot at bobby's laugh
I actually can't stop laughing this is ridiculous
"yes, I do, actually" YOU SHOW THEM GEORGIE
"you sure you do?" "I know who that man is"
"this better be good Karim" *immediately aims his attack at bobby*
"they'll be glad of the work, but this is Phoenician" I AM A PROUD BESTIE JUST LIKE LOCKWOOD AND LUCY ARE IN THAT MOMENT
"bobby, just a hunch. something I read in a book, if you remember those" I LOVE HIM YOUR HONOUR
he's having so much fun being smarter than bobby Vernon and I love it
"thank you bobby, you've been a wonderful assistant"
*gets a shot of just him concluding his point like the DIs in death in paradise while looking awesome*
"shut up karim" "you thought it was a brewer!" ah, rivalry
lockwood looks so thin (like thinner than he normally does) he kinda looked like a cartoon I won't lie
barnes is so done
"shall we get hotdogs"
he's so smug
stop calling him irrelevant bestie
lucy's "oh for god's sake" in the background is me
"Quill Kipps, the walking appendix" ok 1) honey go to bed and 2) why was the way he said that kinda 👀🤭
lockwood seriously go to bed, your brain is clearly not functioning properly
"three less amateurs stumbling around" um kipps if you're going to insult them could you at least say fewer? (I'm a pedant just like lockwood)
"what the hell is he doing" "whatever the hell he wants" hehehe
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refractical · 3 months
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Lakey's Smash or Pass: Leigh Whannell Edition
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Axel from The Matrix Reloaded (2003) dir. Lily and Lana Wachowski
Being a Matrix franchise character, I've loved Axel long before I ever started giving a shit about Leigh Whannell as an actor/screenwriter. I love Axel so much, I would do everything and anything to save him. If I were a character in this universe and a resident of Zion, I would try to get him to stay home and never embark on the Vigilant. Do not doubt my commitment. I need him alive, I need to be his lover. I care about him.
Verdict: SMASH
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David from Saw (2003) dir. James Wan
There is absolutely nothing and no one that could keep me from pouring all of my energy and time and love and care into helping David defend himself legally after the events of the Saw proof-of-concept short film. I actually explained everything I would do if I were his defense attorney in this post. I don't really want to be his lawyer, though. I want to be his boyfriend. I want to be the one that posts his bail if possible... and, if not possible, I would come to visit him as often as I was legally and physically able to just to give him someone to talk to. I want to show up for his trial dates as moral support. I want to let him move in with me when he's finally acquitted and needs someone to lean on. I want to hold David. I want to hug him. I want to kiss him, kiss him softly. On the cheeks and neck and lips. I want to fuck this man. I will reset him, re-calibrate him, via prostate orgasm. I want to shatter his world and put it back together... who said that...
Verdict: SMASH
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Adam from Saw (2004) dir. James Wan
I care very deeply about Adam. I would take care of this dude. I honestly just want to support him. I'm very aware of the fact that I have a service-oriented loyalty complex like some kind of human PTSD dog and I embrace that fact about myself. I love Adam like a really close roommate or a best friend or maybe an ex-boyfriend I'm on really good terms with and I still care a lot about platonically. I want to let Adam freeload. I want to let him move in with me and not pay rent because he needs the support and he's too depressed to care for himself lately. I want to wash his hair. I want to do his laundry with mine, I want to cook and share meals with him, I want to gently pressure him into calling his mom back because I want to see his situation and mood improve. I'd volunteer to go with him to appointments of any kind to be his advocate in any medical, business, social services or whatever setting. I'd know I'm not responsible for him but I'd want him to know he could lean on me when he needs it. But I don't really want to smash. It wouldn't be a non-option, but I'd much rather talk to him about politics and art over some dinner in our shared apartment.
Verdict: PASS
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Spink from Death Sentence (2007) dir. James Wan
Anyone who actually, genuinely knows me knows that Michael Scofield from Prison Break was one of my first guycrushes... Not the actual first, but certainly one of them. Spink is the same kind of twink as Michael Scofield. Looks aside, he thinks he's tough and hard while compensating for shortcomings and vulnerabilities. I find that insanely attractive. I want to be the one who gets him off speed, I want to be the one who talks him into leaving the gang and fleeing to Canada or Alaska with me without police intervention so that he doesn't have to make deals he's uncomfortable with that will end up costing him his freedom and an actual chance at a fresh start. Where was I going with this? Doesn't matter. I'm smashing that twink.
Verdict: SMASH
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Matt from Dying Breed (2008) dir. Jody Dwyer
I can't, in good conscience, say that I would smash Matt, at least not on his own. Conditional smash. I'd want to be Matt and Nina's third. I don't want to get in the way of what they have. I think they're both so adorable. And, yes, I think they're both attractive and sweet. They clearly care a lot about each other and respect each other and show each other affection in a boundary-sensitive way. Because I live in denial, I also live in a fantasy world of my own interiority's creation in which Nina and Matt escaped their captors and managed to survive and they make it back to Ireland and I would absolutely be ready and willing to be their support person. I want to be their third, also in a roommate-like way, or maybe as a domestic partner? But I absolutely care about them and I'd do anything for them. The old "it's rotten work / not to me, not if it's you" and all that. Trauma-informed bisexual polyamory. Love wins.
Verdict: SMASH
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Specs from Insidious (2010) dir. James Wan, Insidious: Chapter 2 (2013) dir. James Wan, Insidious: Chapter 3 (2015) dir. Leigh Whannell, Insidious: The Last Key (2018) dir. Adam Robitel, and Insidious: The Red Door (2023) dir. Patrick Wilson
Jesus Christ, I am so fucking crazy about Steven "Specs" Fisher. I lose all composure when I see him. His dorkyass endearing nerd aura drives me insane with lust. I have never needed anything as badly as I need to flirt with him and make him feel special. Not to be NSFW but I will also note that I am a trans Specs truther and want it to be known that I can, would, and will eat this man out. I will handjob finger this man to several orgasms. As a stone butch service top, I'm a giver only so he doesn't have to worry about reciprocating, anyway, if that's a going concern. Sorry for how crude I sound, I just want to make this man cum.
Verdict: SMASH
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Donovan from The Debt Collector (2012) dir. Rich Ceraulo Ko
Goddamn. I need to spot him from across the room at a dive bar punk show, make my way over there, tell him he has beautiful hands, pretty eyes, and a cute face, offer to buy him a drink, ask him if he wants to come back to my place, and hook up with him.
Verdict: SMASH
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David from Crush (2013) dir. Malik Bader
Truth be told, I've never seen Crush. He looks like a nice enough guy. I wouldn't not smash... but he's definitely not at the top of my list.
Verdict: SMASH
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Clement from The Pardon (2013) dir. Tom Anton
Given the fact that Clement Moss was, in fact, a real man who actually existed and really did try and fail to defend an innocent woman from being sent to her death by electric chair in the 1940s, I must respectfully pass.
Verdict: PASS
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Doug from Cooties (2014) dir. Cary Murnion and Jonathan Milott
Come with me on a little journey of imagination, will you? Imagine, with me, a desolate world where a rapidly-spreading virus has taken possession of a significant percentage of children across the country, the catastrophe quickly spreading to the rest of the world. Trust me, human encampments are popping up to defend against the zombie scourge. Think of one of the many enclaves of surface-dwellers in Fallout. Think of a camp like that where survivors have situated themselves advantageously, they function communally, and welcome clean, virus-free outsiders regardless of whether they can pitch in to help or not. I like to imagine I'd be keeping myself safe in a fort or a settlement like that, and I like to imagine that Doug and the band of teachers traveling together would be taken in by such a place, sanctuary rule style. Doug? Doug is a hard pass for me, sexually and romantically, but he seems like he could really use someone to talk at. So imagine, one last time, a group of adults prepping nightly communal dinner from non-perishable foods (we are 100% making some meatless chili with canned beans, corn, and other veggies and seasoning it well so that everyone has some comfort food before bed)... and, while I'm working the gas stove, keeping a big ol' batch of the vegetarian chili hot to serve, I let Doug take my chair and sit down and ramble and infodump away while I dish out servings to our comrades. Doesn't that sound nice? And, yes, believe me, I'll be trying to reform some of his wayward misconceptions about everything. I can't outright discard him. It may have been for comic relief but we're TBI buddies, so I empathize. He seems like a well-meaning dude with some issues that can be smoothed out, autism-to-autism communication style. So, respectfully, I pass.
Verdict: PASS
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Gavin from The Mule (2014) dir. Tony Mahony and Angus Sampson
Good fucking grief. Gavin Alastair Ellis. Gavin would absolutely hate me for it but I would not be afraid to scrap, punch, bite, and claw Ray in order to lay claim over Gavin… and, listen, we can make the polyamory thing work but only as a throuple composed of two people who hate each other but who both love the person who serves as the keystone member of the relationship. That's the only way this is going to work. Ray's a sweet dude but he is not my type, not for this. Realistically, we'd probably be on very friendly terms because I do think Ray's alright… but I need Gavin in such a deeply carnal way so bad it makes me look stupid. Oh my God. This slut made me cry.
Verdict: SMASH
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Larry from The Bye Bye Man (2017) dir. Stacy Title
You couldn't get me to feel anything for this man even if you forced me to at gunpoint.
Verdict: PASS
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Matt from Keep Watching (2017) dir. Sean Carter
I need to fuck him sloppy... by the way, if you even care.
Verdict: SMASH
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Jatt from Legend of the Guardians (2010) dir. Zack Snyder
This is literally an animated owl from a piece of children's media. DISQUALIFIED.
Verdict: HARD PASS
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morethanmeetstheass · 9 months
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YOU GET IT. BLITZWING IS NOT DIFFERENT PERSONALITIES HES DIFFERENT EMOTIONS. YOU AND THAT ANON TALKING HAD ME REAWAKEN MY BIGGEST DIE HARD ABOUT HIS CHARACTER AS SOMEONE WITH MOODSWINGS/DRASTICALLY OBVIOUS MOOD CHANGES THATS WHAT I SEE IN HIM. The idea that he's just Blitzwing if he wasn't you'd think his theoretical personalities would have different names, opinions, longer times out, etc it's the fact he's Always on the same page no matter the emotion he's feeling in the moment while there's so much to him especially three core aspects that heighten those emotions they showcase its the idea that that's still All Him; sorry I went crazy in your ask box sorry about that dude
you get me!!!!!
he is One Guy with multiple faces. the whole "icy hothead random" thing is extremely dumb fanmade and it just. doesnt rly make sense. like. he doesnt become a different bot, he just has a new face and gets in a silly goofy mood or punches someone or something. there is 0 disconnect between the different faces except for what he says and how he says it. they are not different faces. its all just blitzy
honestly i loved sharp-tooth face a lot when i first watched tfa bc it reminds me so much of my OCD intrusive thoughts as well as, like, the standard impulsive thoughts. blitzy just verbalizes them bc why the fuck not. dont we all have a sharp-toothed bastard inside us saying we should put our enemies into a meat grinder? bc i sure as hell do and blitzy is an icon for saying it out loud
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the-fort-official · 4 months
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THE CITIZENS:
PRIME APPLES: great and powerful leader of the fort. He may not be fair, or mature, or kind, or just... But honestly who cares he is funny sometimes.
Robo-Prime: he is back from the grasp of the average arcade owner in whatever fucked up sub-multiverse the text doctors live in. And by average I mean only, apparently. Anyways, he is basically prime but with more offense and less defense. Yes, the robot can take less hits than the human. Ironic, I know
Robo apples: head of engineering, and avid hater of fazbear entertainment. His past with them is spotty at best. Also, he doesn't like pizza. Which is weird. Probably trauma...
Control Apples: head of science and with the ability to express himself as well as a cardboard cutout. He does feel emotions, he just cannot show them. At all. Something about one of those therapy beds that was a O.O.P. (Object Of Power). He also likes burning things. Like, more than most Versions.
The tank (formerly known as Fallout apples): bright green power armor, yet blends in better than some people with stealth boys. Want to try to silence a fat man? He's your guy. Also for drugs. He makes all the drugs. ex-soldier of three wars. One for Alaska. One for Vegas. One for Boston. All three for his survival. And maybe fun on that last one.
Felix (fur-merly known as Fursona apples):, Engineer, former leader of the Regrettables (both the faction and the band). He got his time in the limelight. Now he is a actual character! And with the free trauma too. Also he made a lil ring to propose with so... don't tell Will.
Looper: robotic* mercenary for hire. Hope you got the gold! Also there are hundreds of him running around because of time loop shenanigans. Some of them even canonically fuck. Do with that information what you probably won't. (*He isn't a robot, technically. It's a techno-organic virus. He still has all the bits, just robotic. Minus nose, unless it's a snapshot of him with a snout. )
Fog killer: Also known as the apple themed streamer, the apple themed mayor, and the guy with a bigger arcade than @the-arcade-doctor, he is a totally normal and sane botanist trust me bro. Ignore the vines slowly leeching all your blood that's natural. (Now available to talk to on the @evil-group-that-hates-the-fort blog :3. )
Fog survivor: He is an engineer. He solves practical problems. Also works as a medic. He used to be scared of his own shadow. Now nothing phases him. Except getting stabbed because that still hurts.
Clone 007: traumatized asshole with no sense of friendly fire. He will kill anything in his way, no matter if they are helping him or not. Also he has extreme trauma, abandoned issues, and mood swings. The last one isn't related to his past, it's related to his very DNA.
Cashew: A young creature in an old automaton. He is basically a nutcracker from lethal company with some damages. And shorter. Still taller than the average dude, but small for a nutcracker.
Zweifel: What happens when you put a teen so far in the closet he tricked himself into thinking he isnt gay, into a endless colorful hell of wacky whimsical adventures? A hatred of the circus and a fear of vr.
The Angel Of hypocrisy, Nicholai: A homophobic and transphobic douchebag who should eat shit and die. Depending on which version you meet, the name makes more or less sense. Because post time skip, he gets a trans-mask boyfriend who he loves with all his heart. Even ignoring the fact his boyfriend is a serial killer. (If I reference El Carnicero, this is who I'm referring to)
Pixel: Kleptomaniac heister with more kills from just using the environment to his advantage than with his actual weapons.
Stuffie (Formerly known as Monster Apples.): see @plushiemonstervoid I ain't repeating myself.
Satchel: living puppet made from old junk like torn towels and potato sacks. He is tall, lanky, and overall intimidating. He is also a complete pushover who literally can only attack with yarn. Normal yarn. Not exactly lethal.
Demons-Bane: a demon that kills demons. Simple as that.
Warface Apples: currently turned into an anthropomorphic raven for fuckin with... I don't remember, one of @ignisuada 's characters. Generic military dude #171. Nothing special.
Warframe apples: Sneaky, but like stealth in the Deadpool game. He has lore, I just forgot it.
Metal gear apples: god im not even going to bother trying to tie this fucker in with all the bullshit lore this game has. He is a super-soldier. He has a flamethrower. That is all thats important at this point in his non-existent lore.
More to come. Check for edits. Lore is ever-changing after all.
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vole-mon-amour · 1 year
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3x05
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Savage girlfriends. <3 Also, there is sooo much happening in this pic. The boys on the left are in their own universe with those looks.
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Beard is such a relatable mood.
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The way Trent looks from Becca to Ted, and then chills. I love this dude.
Imagine being engaged after dating for 6 months. I thought only kids do that, but apparently, no?
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She's such an asshole. Bringing her in was such a mistake, I was feeling this way since the beginning. Ew.
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While I'm on that topic, further down the episode, Shandy can go fuck herself. What an ungrateful brat.
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Jamie... baby... :') (whispers) You have Roy and Keeley. They're better and they're yours. Calm down.
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Jamie and his need to hold onto his clothes :')
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Jamie is such a big mood.
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There is so much to unpack here.
Ted is very unique.
The fact that Beard joined him immediately = they're such best friends, always.
THE FACT THAT ROY JOINED WITHOUT COMPLAINING. In s2, he would never. He even refused to join them a couple of episodes ago!
Trent is everything. His mug (please be gay or bi, please, PLEASE, i need an official confirmation), his bracelet.
Lastly, I've no idea when I started kind of shipping Ted and Trent or wanting them to spend to much more time together and interact, but I do. When I look at them interacting, it's like something sparkles for me. Not to say there's any kind of romance or that they're baiting us (they aren't), it's more like me seeing them and sparkling. Which also makes me think... Trent said way earlier that he always loved his conversation which Ted, so what if there's some kind of one-sided pining? Or like Trent has a crush on him or something. Anyway, don't mind me. I just sparkle.
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BEST FRIENDS. They could've lived together and sleep in the same bed at this point. Just bros being bros.
The fact that even Roy joins them now. I can't get over the development this show has given us already. It used to be so different.
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The biscuits are always there. <3
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Look at this gorgeous sunshine. She and Rebecca together when? Honestly though, that's such a unique look. She's so pretty.
Even if Rebecca can get pregnant, there are SO many things that can go wrong. Predicting that having kids doesn't mean being pregnant in her case.
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People: “Ivan is gay.”
Eru, being contrarian: “But what if Ivan prefers women?”
OKAY, I’m working on this headcanon. I know this will be unpopular and I don’t mind lol, as Eru also likes being different.
In all honesty, this doesn’t rly point toward sexuality tho. In my head Ivan fucks and is fucked by men, and he also gets it on with women, but this honestly can mean anything for nations as old as him. What I am trying to say is that Ivan actually prefers being around women, feels more comfortable around them, and that he is very conscious of women in general and defers to them quite a lot. My reasonings:
Ivan has two sisters and he revolves his life and mind around them.
I also headcanon that the Eastern European siblings have a mother, Mommy Rus. No, I don’t hc the siblings as starting out from Rus principalities, but that they were born already carrying the prophecy of the countries to come even though the principalities perhaps thought of them as new baby principalities, AT first. Anyway, Ivan has a mother complex.
I headcanon that as a baby he was raised by human women of the village, often sleeping in the same bed their own children slept in. As an adult, babushkas think of him as their own grandson and perhaps due to their wisdom that comes with age are instinctively aware that he’s not just some random dude, so they take care of him a lot.
Russia as a country has a female and feminine representation, and this is very intimately internalized. However, Ivan is a dude. I wonder how he would feel abt that, then? His country is traditionally a woman, but he himself is a man. While I don’t think he’s into machismo or sth, he is still a man with generally masculine mindsets and presentation that which he prefers and what he was taught with when he was young. Therefore, I think sometimes he jokes that he is a husband instead to his wife Russia, his cold and severe wife, the mother of his children his people, who is also him as there is only ever one Russia. The ‘Russia’ that he vows to love, to protect, and to lay his life for, but obviously it’s funny because that’s all himself. Anyway, this works nicely for him tho because when he is super miserable with everything and is in an especially self-pitying mood he can blame his hardships on ‘her’ instead. Convenient!! If only General Winter was a woman lol bc he works nicely as ‘Ivan’s wife’
Women are often likened to cats and men with dogs. Russians prefer cats usually. Case closed!!
He likes feminine aesthetics. He loves female softness. He loves how clean and nice smelling women generally are, and he loves the comfort they give him.
As for his relationship with men, it’s… more neutral. He can admire men too ofc, but for the most part it just needs to be rly striking men because otherwise he won’t rly turn his head. Men are just there and taken for granted, the fact Ivan is aware of as he is also a man. But women tho, especially mothers, and especially wizened old mothers… Ivan just mentally prioritizes them over men.
Well, I guess I’m making him a bi who prefers women, but in all honesty, I think 1000+ year old nations won’t care so badly abt labels. Besides, I also hc that Ivan is kinda meh abt sex lmao (another unpopular hc).
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Top 5 best birds
oh god it's like choosing between the children that i don't have
listen i just think animals who are Really Inconvenient to humans are inherently funny. i love canada geese so much and honestly people are so shitty about them. "they're mean and attack people!!" they have babby goslings to worry about and humans are several feet taller and ten times heavier than even the biggest goose, does that not make geese incredibly brave?? they're also super loyal--if a member of the flock is too injured or sick to fly one of them will stay behind until that flock member has either recovered enough to travel or passed on. and they are very stylish with their black heads/white chinstraps, my friend diana once described them as wearing "little bandit masks" and i think about that every day of my fucking life.
northern flickers!!!!! woodpeckers my beloved. another incredibly stylish bird with polka dotted bellies and little black chest pieces and red or yellow + white streaked tails. the males also have very dapper red-orange mustaches! seeing them at our birdfeeders lifts my mood literally every time. fun fact: they are prolific ant eaters--one flicker was found to have over 5,000 ants in its stomach!!!
so much of my mental stability is centered around the fact that we have penguins in the world. i don't think i need to explain why on that one, i think they're pretty universally regarded as Utterly Delightful Creatures. my fave is probably either the emperor or african penguin!
corvids are also kind of up there for universally appreciated (or at least respected for being crazy fucken smart little dudes?). i especially love magpies and their jaunty tails and intense drives to cause mischief at all fucking costs. the last place i lived always had a small army of them in the parking lot and they loved teasing the squirrels (and occasionally attempting the same on crows, until the crows would turn around and look at them like Do Not™ and then they'd pretend to behave for a few minutes).
oh god i'm down to one last spot?????!!!!! eughhhhh maybe puffins for being such goofy friendly clowns? or pelicans for having more chaos than sense. or barn owls for their heart shaped faces or--*is forcibly escorted off stage while the oscar's music gets louder*
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Oh my GOD OKAY SO;
I have a different ship for every iteration, so working backward of the ones I know is:
2018 leotello bc I just love them. Two smart people come together to make a whole idiot. Also just. Twins. It gets to me. My OTP. Rise leotello owns my soul.
Bayverse ot4 because. Because. I don't know man, they're all just. So adhd. They're all just a mood and I just cannot see it happening any other way.
2012 ot4 because of that one post you made about Leo falling in love with his brothers. Also because it just feels like he could never love any of his brothers more than the others. Idk, I just think it works. But leo/Casey Jones is cute in this iteration too.
2007 tbh? I'm torn. I love Leotello. I love leoraph. I love leomikey. I love ot4. Anything works here. Honestly, I just like him coming back and having to deal with them kinda moving on without him and struggling to get back into their good graces.
2003 leomikey. Ngl this is kinda bc I hardcore ship raphtello in this iteration but I also just like leomikey in this iteration. Leo needs to fucking relax, honestly, but also I love when he has that moment of "oh, hes not just the baby sibling, is he?"
So yeah.
leotello! my url. i am a sucker for twincest, apparently even if they arent even canon twins. there's just that "other half" thing that i find so romantic. and twin telepathy! the way they understand each other so well. mmm such romantic tropes
i dont ship anything in bayverse, but that is cute. i feel like if they got into a relationship it would be all of them.
and YES, god ot4 with leo falling in love with them is SO close to my heart. leo is the incest king and i just cant imagine him not falling deeply in love with his family.
07 leoraph is the SHIT ok, like im sorry but the rooftop fight scene sold me on it. theyr so homoerotic. theyre so obsessed with each other. they love each other so much it causes problems. they NEED to fuck it would do them so much good. but like, i can also see the ot4 there, like you said, with leo trying to find his place in the family again. and oooh, can you imagine if his time apart allowed certain... feelings... to fester, and now, being around them again, those feelings have to be dealt with? impossible to ignore, now
03 leomikey is SO good, dude i was just talking to PF on twitter about this. leo has a soft spot for mikey, canonically. watch grudge match--leo lets mikey get away with things that raph and donnie cant do. mikey also defends him to raph and donnie and points out everything he does for them, where raph and donnie didnt even seem to notice or realize. mikey appreciates leo in a way raph & donnie don't. which is not to diss them or anything, i know they love leo with their entire souls. all three of them do. but they're obviously less aware of how hard leo works for them. mikey is consciously aware of the fact that he can goof around all day like a normal teen because of leo. i also hc leo as the subbiest sub in the house and mikey as the dommiest dom... so yknow. its a good match.
and mm 03 raphdon is good shit. theyre such stupid sappy idiots in love, but also fucking horny.
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What do you think makes cix horny?? Like what do you think makes them want to pin you against a wall 😳
Cause ngl I feel like even the quiet ones would have their moments
Byounggon: When you dress up, specially for him. Whether that's lingerie or an off-the-shoulder dress for a dinner party, he feels touched (and turned on) by the effort you put in for him. He always thinks you're gorgeous, but it's really a whole other level when you pamper yourself and really feel beautiful. He loves the idea of tainting the perfect look you've got going on. Messing up your hair, smudging your lipstick, sucking bruises onto your flawless skin. Though he'd like to make his intentions known right away, he usually makes himself wait, because the longer he thinks about it, the more eager he is when the timing actually comes about—and that leads to a fun night. All of his usual inhibitions are thrown out the window, 'cause as the outfit would entail... It's a special night.
Seunghun: Honestly, this dude's always good to go—any time, any place—so he just kinda follows your lead. If you're horny, so is he. Overall, it's gotta be your eyes that do it for him. If you give him The Look™ from across a crowded room or while standing in the doorway watching him strip out of his sweaty practice clothes, he can't help but smirk to himself like, "Yeahhhhh, she's into me," as if you aren't already dating. His mood can change in two seconds flat. He can be the sweetest, cuddliest teddy bear of a boyfriend, but the moment you send him signals, softness is the farthest thing from his mind.
Yonghee: I have a long-standing theory that Yonghee has sensitive ears, so pretty much anything you whisper to him sends shivers down his spine and sets his skin on fire—especially if it's a compliment. If you lean over during a dinner with the guys and say, "you look really good", even if it's completely innocent, he'll still feel his entire body tense up. It's a combination of things. Your fly-aways tickling his cheek and neck, the proximity, your warm breath against the sensitive shell of his ear, the fact that you always manage to smell so damn good. He really can't get enough of you, and that's on a normal day. He can usually calm himself and hold himself back pretty well, but imagine how crazy things get when you're specifically trying to turn him on.
Jinyoung: When you swear. He can't really pinpoint what it is, but when you swear during a rant, because you splashed some hot oil on your arm, or at him, blood goes rushing straight between his legs. He feels kinda bad about it sometimes, because swearing the way he likes means you're either annoyed, hurt, angry, or upset—but you always seem to feel much better after he helps your relieve your stress, so he can't feel too bad about it. But seriously though, if you're telling him to 'put his fucking socks in the laundry basket, 'cause he's a grown man and it's not that hard', he's pinning you to the wall and shoving his tongue down your throat real fast. He always slips into kicked puppy mode afterwards and apologizes though, 'cause he doesn't want you to feel like he's invalidating your feelings—you're just really sexy to him, in everything you do.
Hyunsuk: He's a simple man. Legs. Wear shorts or a skirt and he's already so far gone, it's almost embarrassing. You're not even trying to be sexy, you're just going about your day, yet he can't even control himself. Once he's comfortable with you and your relationship, he's not afraid to tell you when he's feelin' spicy, but he's also totally cool if you're not in the mood. If you let him cuddle with you and rub your legs, he'll be equally as satisfied (though he will playfully pout and say he's been cockblocked by his own girlfriend). Another thing that gets him going is when he sees you having fun without him. The independence and—in a way—your lack of reliance on him just really turns him on. He wants to make you need him.
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