#And if your conversation partner is older or more experienced or in any other way above you in the social hierarchy

[movietonight]

I'm going to have to write an entire mash fic in German just so I can include a scene of Charles offering the informal pronoun to Hawkeye

#mash #For those of you that don't speak German #German has informal and formal pronouns like thou/you back in early modern English #Since they're not introduced as friends in s6 they use formal pronouns with each other #Unwritten rules say that the person with the higher social status has to offer the switch to informal pronouns #'May I offer you the thou' #Or 'we may use thou' #And if your conversation partner is older or more experienced or in any other way above you in the social hierarchy #They have to offer it #It would be rude otherwise #This is an intricate social ritual and it would be great to see play out on mash

[starsandhughes]

If You Love Her— Jack Hughes x Zegras!Reader

this fic is inspired by “if you love her” by forrest blakk!

word count: 2.2k

warnings: none that i can think of!

MASTERLIST

Jack had never felt something like this about somebody ever. He had never been completely enamored by someone. He had never experienced butterflies. He had never smiled so much that it hurt over somebody’s laugh.

Until he met Trevor, and by extension, you. The day he met you, he knew you were special. He knew he wanted to be more than friends, and that he didn’t want to rush. He knew that he didn’t want a “fling.” He knew that he wanted you to be his, really his.

Trevor had a feeling about this. He saw the way you two looked at each other. He saw how much you two couldn’t take your eyes off one another. He saw that his twin sister was helplessly falling for one of his friends, and that Jack was falling harder.

“She likes you, too, you know,” Trevor said as he plopped himself down next to Jack to be partners for their English project.

Jack’s eyes widened. Was he that obvious?

“How did- how did you… I mean— I don’t like your sister! Where did you get that idea?” Jack stumbled out in a panic.

“Relax!” Trevor laughed. He patted Jack on the back, “I don’t mind it.”

“You don’t?!” Jack blurted out, a bit too loud as he got a stern look from their teacher.

“You don’t?” he said, quieter this time.

“Not at all,” Trevor assured him. “I trust you. But if she gives you her heart, all I ask is that you don’t break it. She’s had some rough boyfriends in the past, so let her feel safe with you. And I might be biased, but she’s the best thing that you’ll ever have.”

“I don’t think you’re biased. I think you’re right,” Jack said, sounding absolutely smitten. “I’m going to take my time with her, then. So she knows I’m safe.”

Trevor broke out into a big grin, “Thank you.”

——

It was spring break at the Hughes lake house when you and Jack got really close. It was you, your brother, Jack, his brothers, Cole, and Alex all together with Jack’s parents. Jim and Ellen were super welcoming and are making sure you all feel at home.

Seeing Jack interact with his family, especially his brothers, really made you miss Griffin and Ava. You walked over in front of Trevor and leaned back, slamming yourself against Trevor’s chest. Trevor stumbled back a bit at the sudden weight against him but quickly stabled and wrapped his arms around you and places his head on top of yours.

“I know,” Trevor sighed, reading your mind. “I miss them, too.”

“I never thought I’d miss Griffin waking me up by throwing a pillow at me full force until he wasn’t around to do it,” you laughed.

“I’ll be happy to take that job,” Trevor said.

“Hard pass,” you rolled your eyes.

“You sure? I can wake you up in other ways. Like this,” Trevor put his hands on your shoulders and started shaking you. “Or this,” he yanked at your hair. “Or I could jump on top of you and start licking you like a dog like this!”

You broke out of his grasp and ran straight to Jack, interrupting whatever conversation he was having with his older brother, Quinn.

“Jack! He’s trying to lick me!”

You wrapped your arms around his waist and tucked into his side.

“Why are you trying to lick her?” Jack asked laughing.

“She misses Grif!” Trevor replied as if that was an obvious answer.

“Griffin doesn’t lick me!”

“Yeah, so I will for him!”

“That doesn’t make any sense!”

“Keep your tongue in your mouth, Zegras!” Jack said laughing. He moved you to the front side of his body and wrapped both arms around you. “Don’t worry, Y/N. I’ll protect you.”

You weren’t completely sure if you saw what you think you saw, but you could’ve sworn you saw Trevor wink.

The longer you stayed put, the more you noticed what you were doing. You were hugging— no, you were attached to Jack. For a while now. Your heart was racing, but you felt a wave of calm when Jack’s grip on you got tighter.

——

That night while around the bomb fire, you were goofing around with Alex and Quinn while Trevor parked himself next to Jack.

“She doesn’t do that with everybody,” Trevor leaned into him as he spoke.

“Do what?”

“Hug you for that long. I’ve never seen her hold onto somebody for that long, actually. She probably would’ve stayed there until she died if she didn’t have to pee twenty minutes in,” Trevor joked.

“Tell me more,” Jack said low.

“More what?” Trevor asked, confused.

“Her little quirks. Things I should know,” Jack shrugged. “Really anything.”

Trevor looked over at you and pondered for a minute, trying to decide what things would be good for Jack to know.

“She doesn’t do it anymore, at least not to me, but she’s always had trouble falling asleep. She used to come into my room and lay with me. She’d have to cuddle under the sheets, but after a while, she’d finally fall asleep and I’d carry her to bed.”

“That’s sweet,” Jack said, also looking at you.

“Annoying is what it was,” Trevor said. “She stopped when I started to get up really early for hockey.”

“Keep going,” Jack said.

“She basically only listens to pop music, and she loves dancing to it. She’ll make anyone dance with her. Dad used to spin her all around the living room and she hasn’t stopped since,” Trevor told him.

That sparked an idea in Jack. He ran inside to get his speaker and shouted at you to see if you wanted to connect to it. As soon as you connected, Trevor ran up behind you and snatched your phone.

“Trevor!” you shouted.

“This song’s been in my head all day! You love it, trust me,” he said, holding your phone up high and out of reach.

Trevor was right, you do love this song. Trevor put on Slow Hands by Niall Horan, your current favorite song that you’ve been listening to over and over since it was released. Your eyes lit up and you gasped, throwing your hands up in the air and spinning around.

“Trevy! Dance with me!” you declared.

Trevor pretended to trip backwards and grabbed onto Jack for dear life. Jack caught him and pulled him up straight, but Trevor was acting like he hurt himself.

“Ow! Oh no!” Trevor said in the fakest tone. “I tripped and sprained my ankle! I fear I can never dance again!” He pushed Jack forward, “Good thing Jack can!”

Trevor shoved Jack towards you. He was blushing, but you were smiling. You knew exactly what your twin brother was up to.

“I uh… Can’t really dance,” Jack said sheepishly. You smiled at him, “I can’t really dance, either. Just go with my flow.”

“Your flow?” Jack laughed.

“Yep!”

You really couldn’t dance, but you could have Jack spin you around and twirl you under his arm. You had him in the position a couple would slow dance in but you were moving faster to the beat of the song. You had him extend his arm and yours and you twirled into him, landing with your back to his chest and your arms tangled together. You looked up and sent him a smile so big that it took over half your face, and to your delight, he was, too.

You removed yourself from his hold, “See? That wasn’t that bad!”

“It was fun. I could get used to that,” Jack said.

“That’s good, because apparently Trevor can never dance again,” you laughed. “What a dork.”

Trevor called Jack over to him, and told you it was a “secret conversation” that you could not snoop on, so you went back over to Quinn, Alex, and now Cole and Luke.

“See!” Trevor said, nudging Jack with his elbow. “I told you she loves it!”

“What else does she love?”

“She loves love notes and babies and giving gifts. Not even just for birthdays and Christmas! If she sees something that reminds her of you, she tends to get it and smack a little bow on it,” Trevor said. “She says it’s her main love language and she’ll tell you all about the love languages if you ask. She loves that stuff. She loses her mind and gets really happy if I pick her up something as simple as candy. She loves her whole family and all of her friends, but she’s more reserved now in the dating department. So if you’re the one she lets in, that’s big.”

“What does she not love?”

“That’s a weird question, but okay,” Trevor teased. “She has a hard time accepting a good compliment, but she’s getting better. She can be really insecure, so if she doesn’t notice how pretty she is, tell her over and over so she never forgets. She’ll get flustered, but she needs it. Her past boyfriends weren’t too good at that, and Griffin and I don’t help much getting the message across.”

“I don’t understand that. She’s so beautiful,” Jack said, looking over at you admirably.

“Don’t tell me that! Tell her.”

So he did. Every chance Jack got for the next week he told you over and over how pretty you are, how beautiful you are, how much he adored your laugh. He’d dance with you around the kitchen, even if it was just a little twirl under his arm as you passed by. He’d hug you as tight as he could if he saw you getting stressed. He helped you into and out of the boat. He was a perfect gentleman that you were falling harder and harder for every second you existed with him.

On the last night before you all had to go back to school, Jack went into Trevor’s room one last time.

“I want to officially ask Y/N out on a date,” Jack said immediately when he walked through the bedroom door.

“It’s about time!” Trevor celebrated.

“Is there anything else I should know? I want to treat her right,” Jack said.

“This is the big one. On days when she feels like the whole world might cave in, stand side by side and you’ll make it. Run your fingers through her hair whenever she’s sad; it’s calming for her. If you want to treat her right, you have to treat her right on the bad days, too.”

“Anything else?”

“She’ll love you if you love her like that,” Trevor smiled. “And I know you will. Now go! Take the chance while you have it! Just knock on her door; she’s awake.”

“And Griffin is okay with this, too? I know he’s important to her.”

“Trust me, he’s been waiting on this day longer than I have. Now go!”

Jack practically sprinted out of the room. He quickly stopped by his room to get his laptop and then knocked on your door.

“Come in!” you called out.

Jack slowly opened the door. You sat up and greeted him with a smile, “Jack! What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to ask you out on a date,” Jack said. He was quite proud of himself for not stumbling over his words. He felt a lot more confident now.

“When and where, Hughesy?” you asked. You were blushing madly.

“Right now, and the boat dock.”

“Right now?! I’m not dressed!”

“And you still look beautiful,” Jack complimented. You didn’t think you could blush even harder until he said that.

“Smooth,” you said.

“I try,” Jack joked.

You tossed off the covers and got out of bed, “Lead the way.”

Jack held out his hand for you to take. You only let go to put some shoes on, but grabbed it right back when you were ready. You two quietly crept out of the house and walked to the dock. Jack stepped into the boat and held out his hand to help you in. He had laid out a blanket and some throw pillows before he even asked Trevor.

“What’s this?” you asked.

“I know you like Disney movies, so what better place to watch Moana than on a boat? We can pretend this is an ocean.”

You laid down on the blankets immediately, full of excitement. You patted the spot next to you, and Jack laid down and propped his laptop, already ready to go, on a seat and sat back. You cuddled up close to him, and he put his arm around you. His heart was racing at the sudden closeness. Throughout the movie, you slowly got closer and closer to him until your arms were wrapped around his waist and your head was on his chest.

“Your heart is beating really fast,” you whispered. “Are you okay?”

“I am. I’d be better if you let me kiss you,” Jack told you. He was feeling bold.

You sat up and looked at him, “Smooth.”

“Is that a yes?”

“Just kiss me!”

Jack placed a hand on your cheek and leaned in. It was soft, slow, and passionate. It was perfect. You didn’t want to stop, but you had to pull apart for air.

“Was that–”

“It was dreamlike.”

“Can I do it again?”

“If you don’t, I will.”

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fic #jack hughes x zegras!reader #trevor zegras #trevor zegras imagine #quinn hughes #alex turcotte #cole caufield #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #jack hughes jail #jack hughes saturday

[thatoddgent]

Sweetheart [Part One] (Aether x Fem!Reader)

A/N: So sorry that this is late! I had to help out making some gifts for family, and by the time I was done my boyfriend was home from work and I wanted to spend some time together. I really hope that you guys enjoy this nonetheless, and part two is up here :))

Genre: Fluff, lovey dovey romantic loners.

Warnings: None! Just a cute little story for Valentine's Day, anything overly mature is going to be in part two, so this is 100% sfw. Not proof read though so be wary of errors.

Today started off fine, waking up alongside all of the siblings of the church to the sound of bells, much like every other day.

The routine you've followed for a few years now is carried out the same as always. Waking up, brushing your hair and tucking it into your veil - leaving your bangs out in the same fashion that had become popular with the other, younger, sisters in the ministry. Dressing in your habit and slipping on your shoes, you take a glance to the mirror to make sure that you look presentable.

Once satisfied, you make your way out of your bedroom and into the hall, only to be met with more commotion than normal. Younger members of the Clergy run around feverishly, arms full of flowers and gifts alike. Older staff attempt to rally them together and stop the needless noise, but soon realize that any attempt would be in vain.

After taking in everything happening around you, you stand and think for a moment, and it dawns on you.

It's the fourteenth.

You groan a bit to yourself, it's not that you didn't enjoy the holiday, but because the younger folks were so obsessed with the thought of confessing and - let's be honest here - getting someone in their bed, it left a lot of the responsibilities and preparations on the more experienced.

In the midst of the mayhem, a small figure makes her way over to you. Marjory, one of the sisters that you're better acquainted with, throws a smile your way.

"What I wouldn't give to be that young again, now we get stuck with the chores."

You let out a soft laugh.

"I know right? We aren't even that old, but all of this makes me feel like I'm days from meeting his majesty!"

You two chuckle a bit and continue chatting, starting to walk to the kitchens to see if you can offer any help. While you walk, you can't help but ask what she has planned for later.

"So Marjory, rumor has it that a special someone might have made their way into your life? I never thought of you as the kind of person to have secrets! And to keep them from me? For shame."

A small blush makes its way onto her face, a a sheepish smile is plastered ear to ear.

"Oh! I guess you really can't keep secrets in this place. It's just a boy, well obviously... You know the one that's been helping me out when it's my day to do laundry?"

Your mouth hung open for a minute and you started laughing, a wide smile resting on your face.

"You sly little minx!" You playfully punch her shoulder. "I can't believe I didn't think of that, and I can't believe you got with him, you two are so cute together!"

Marjory's blush deepens and her gaze turns to the floor. You start to ask more about her little lover boy until you both notice that you've arrived at the kitchen. You pause on the conversation to ask what all needs to be done in preparation for the celebration and help each other to get started, deciding that centerpieces should be done up first.

"So," Marjory looks at you from over her vase. "What about you? Everyone knows that a certain somebody has been crushing on you."

Your hands pause for a moment, and you give her a quick side eye before resuming preparing the flowers you were working on.

"Well I..." You can feel your face begin to heat up as thoughts fill up your head. "I don't have the darndest idea what you're talking about."

You hear a scoff from the doorway of the room, as another fellow sister of sin makes her way beside you. You recognize her, you two aren't super close but you've been partnered for cleaning duties a time or two.

"And just what are you doing here Liza? I thought you always said that it's rude to eavesdrop."

She snickers and sits down next to Marjory, grabbing a vase of her own to work on, her gaze meets your own.

"Only when it's my conversation getting listened in on, and I'd say lying is an even worser sin. We all know."

Her teasing voice fills you with a bit of uneasiness. You had recently been tasked to assist Papa himself prepare his suit for the banquet that was to be hosted later today, as well as making sure all of the ghouls had their outfits in line.

You had been around Papa’s ghouls before, but this was probably the first time you talked to all of them and held a decent conversation. They were definitely an interesting bunch, and you can tell how close everyone is, but one ghoul especially caught your gaze.

You two talked, laughed, and maybe flirted a bit with one another while you took his measurements, he was so charming you honestly couldn’t help yourself. After that day, you each made sure to wave when you passed in the halls, or some days he would visit you during your duties.

“Oh yeah, you’ve got it bad,” the both of them giggle. “Look how red your face is!”

You simply huff in response, turning your head back down to face the single flower in your hand, twirling it around by the stem.

“I guess I wouldn’t mind it… If he asked.”

Obnoxious squeals erupt from the two girls in front you, and here you thought you were supposed to be the older and more mature.

You roll your eyes, and a few of the elderly sisters chuckle at the display of excitement. It really wouldn’t be all that bad if he ask, in fact, a part of you hoped he would.

Most people invite dates to the banquet, everyone eats and shared stories, laughing and having fun with those closest to them, and at the end of the night that’s when it really starts. Everyone know that the after party is when things get going, the staff start cleaning the dining hall which leaves all of the youth of the Clergy to lose their minds with little to no supervision.

It doesn’t get overly crazy, but slow dances turn sensual and people drink a little more than they probably should be. You’re not really one for huge parties like that, but maybe going with a date will make it different.

Marjory and Liza begin a conversation of their own while you all work, you keep to yourself and try to actually get some work done. You finish up the centerpiece that you were touching up and stand from your seat.

"I'm gonna go and tend to the garden, I'm sure that there's at least a couple people running rampant around there, and I'd hate for any plants to be damaged!"

Liza laughs at you, obviously knowing it's just an excuse to leave. Shuffling away from the table, you start walking to the garden with a head full of different thoughts.

There was always possibility that Aether might actually want to spend the day with you, but what if it was just casual flirting, what if he only sees you as a friend?

You sigh in and attempt to think of other things, but you can help but let your mind wander back to him. Couple cover the halls, holding hands and exchanging gifts, in your years of belonging to the Ministry you’ve never been a part of that side of things.

You open the double doors that lead outside to the garden and, surprisingly, there aren’t that many people out here. It seems more like people like you, hopeless romantics waiting for someone.

Making your way to the storage shed in the back of the land, you find a small knife to trim dead leaves and a watering can to get the poor little plants some water. You take your supplies and start to tend to a few of the flowers first, taking in the details of the garden in a way you never really took the time to.

The smells of the different plants wafted to your nose, and soon the sweet flowers were the only thing on your mind. It was actually sort of interesting, looking at all of them, all different colors and shapes. While you trimmed thorns and leaves, you brought your fingers to touch their petals, some were velvety, other smooth, even some of their leaves has different textures.

Distracted by the beauty in front of you, you didn't notice the presence that was drawing near behind you. It was until you heard the booted steps and saw the shadow of the visitor draft over your own that you realized you weren't alone. Standing up straight and turning your head, you meet the masked face of the one ghoul that had been troubling you all morning.

"Good morning Aether!"

You greeted him in a soft voice, no matter how comfortable he made you feel with him, you can't help but feel a little bit shy when those butterflies begin to form.

"Good morning, (y/n), I hope you've been doing alright."

You nodded in response, averting your gaze back to the flowers that you had abandoned.

"I'm well, just caught up in today's festivities I suppose, someone has to get things done around here."

He chuckles. Satanus, that laugh, so deep and hearty, it could probably cure anything that ails you.

Your hold on the knife in your hands tightens and your face begins to heat up. Why did he have to show up now? You had just gotten him out of your head and now he's in front of you, he's like the plague and you're the unlucky victim. But oh what a plague to have.

He moves closer to you and leans down to see what your doing, admiring the work that you've done to the small flowers that rest in front of you. He's about head level with you now, letting you just barely see his eyes through his goggles, you can't let yourself look away as you try to make out the shape a little better.

Caught in your thoughts he turns to face you, and you both stare at each other for just a moment. He shoots upward to correct his posture, once again standing above you. A small cough comes from his throat and he looks over at the plants again.

'Of course, I had to be caught up, I've ruined -'

Your thoughts get cut off when he takes your hands in his. It's so small in his grasp, but it feels right. His palms and the pads of his fingers are calloused, you never really noticed that until now, when his thumbs rub soft circles into your hands.

"You're taking me... I mean.. I want..." His voice trails off and he sighs, trying to gather his words.

"I would like to, if you'd let, take you as my partner tonight."

Your entire face flares up in an uncomfortable heat, and you almost feel dizzy. You had been dreaming of this all morning, and he's actually asking? You're about ready to pass out, but you can't help but feel a sense of insecurity bubble within you.

"You want to go with me?"

Your voice is hardly above a whisper, like your trying to convince yourself more than trying to ask a question.

"All of the women here... You're the quintessential ghoul, you're a prime example. Why would you want me?"

A stifled chuckle turns into a laugh, a giant smile printing itself on the ghoul's lips, flashing off his fangs and teeth.

"Because," A hand finds its way to your cheek and cups it carefully. "You're more perfect than I could ever wish to be."

Your mouth hangs open just a tad, his words running a muck in your head. You find yourself closing your eyes and leaning into his touch, his cool skin offering a sense of relief to your own. Opening your eyes once more, you look up at him.

He waits anxiously for an answer, you don't think you've ever seen him act like this before. His tail is wrapped tightly around one of his legs, and he's biting his lip in anticipation, so you give him what he's searching for.

"I would love nothing more."

Before you can even register it, you feel his arms wrap around you and lift you from the floor, you squeal and wrap your arms round him, not used to being held like this. He hugs you tightly, holding you as close to him as he can get you. After you calm down a bit, you hug him back and nestle your head down into the crook of his neck, breathing him in and letting yourself drown in the unique scent.

The moment is interrupted by the chiming on church bells, signaling that preparations are completed and everyone is to get themselves ready.

Aether puts you down gently, almost scared that he could break you. The smile hasn't once left his face, except for when he leads your hand to his lips and places a small kiss on your knuckle.

"Until tonight, dolcezza.”

#the band ghost #band ghost #ghost bc #ghost fanfiction #ghost x reader #nameless ghouls x reader #x reader #aether ghoul #band ghost x reader #aether ghoul x reader #fluff #angel writes

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

🖤Gareth Emerson NSFW Alphabet🖤

A/N- I’m sure a lot of people have already seen this but i promise i’m the same person 😅 my original blog was accidentally deleted so i’m essentially starting over from scratch, i don’t have absolutely everything but i was able to recover most of my old work through my friend @imagine-all-the-imagines (if you haven’t read their fics i HIGHLY recommend it), but i figured i’d try to get back into the swing of things and post my NSFW alphabets and some of my other older fics to have all my old followers (and hopefully some new ones) find me

Gareth has been aged up to 18 for these :)

This is NSFW content, minors do not interact

A- Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s a big cuddler so expect to hold him immediately after. He always needs a few minutes just to recollect himself but afterwards he’ll help clean you up and get you anything you need before climbing right back into bed.

B- Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partners)

His favorite part on himself is his hair, and to be completely honest he loves looking at it in the mirror right after you finish riding him. The way it’s all disheveled and messed up, some of it sticking to his forehead from sweating under you. He loves knowing you can make him look that way.

He loves your lips. The way they curl up when you smile, the way you press them together before a fit of giggles, the softness of them when you kiss him.

C- Cum (anything to do with cum)

For some reason, he always gets a little embarrassed when he cums. Even after the two of you have been together plenty of times, he gets a little embarrassed having you see him in such a vulnerable state, especially because he doesn’t want to disappoint you by cumming too early. You’ll clean him up and praise him, telling him it’s ok and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with it, and you’ll go back to whatever it was your were doing. I mean let’s be for real, there’s nothing hotter than when a guy cums too early.

D- Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He gets hard just from making out with you, which is why he’s not a huge fan of PDA. He’ll hold your hand and give you little kisses every now and then but he knows it’s difficult to control himself when it gets any further than that so he tries to keep it to a minimum.

E- Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Very little experience. He’s pretty introverted and has a difficult time starting conversations with people so it was hard enough for him to even talk to you, so he’s only really had experience with kissing. Just times where he was invited out to a few parties and the alcohol gave him a bit more confidence than normal.

F- Favorite position (pretty self explanatory)

Loves when you’re on top, riding him with your hands on his chest. He’s on the submissive side so he prefers it when you take control and he loves getting to see how you like to take charge and use him to your hearts content.

G- Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?)

If he’s being goofy it’s usually not the intention, his filter goes completely out the window so he’ll sometimes say whatever comes to mind and it’ll get you into a fit of giggles. The first time he saw you naked he stood silent and stared, just muttering nonsense because he was trying to figure out if you standing there was a dream or not. Adorable.

H- Hair (how well groomed are they?)

He likes to stay pretty well kept and he likes to manscape every few weeks. He never shaves it completely bare though, he just likes to make sure he looks good for you, though you could really care less.

I- Intimacy (how romantic are they in the moment?)

The most romantic guy ever, i’m talking body worship, roses, chocolate. Expect it at least once or twice a month, he ADORES you and wants you to know it. Each time the two of you have sex he can’t help but fall more and more in love with you and he loves to show you how much he worships you.

J- Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Before he met you it wasn’t something he did often, but as soon as the two of you were together it was constant. Each time he closes his eyes all he sees is your body splayed out on his bed, one of his shirts draped over your frame with your panties showing just under the hem and he can’t control himself. He has to keep his duck tucked into his waistband because he knows he’s going to get hard wether he likes it or not.

K- Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise kink 100%. He loves being taken care of and told how good he’s doing when you show him how to pleasure you. The first time he heard you call him a good boy he came almost immediately. And he loves calling you mommy when he’s feeling a little more vulnerable.

L- Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s not super comfortable with doing it in any places other than beds or couches, though he’s not opposed to trying it in the back seat of his car. It’ll just take a lot of convincing.

M- Motivation (what turns them on)

He likes getting to take you out and show you off, seeing other people stare and get jealous that he has you is a huge turn on. He loves knowing that everyone wants what he has.

N- No (something they wouldn’t do)

Hardcore BDSM. He’s not opposed to handcuffs or blindfolds but he doesn’t like the thought of causing any kind of harm to you so he draws the like after those two. He’s not opposed to pegging, but it’s something that’ll take a while for him to warm up to.

O- Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers to receive rather than give. Since he doesn’t have a ton of experience in that department, he doesn’t want to do something that you won’t like so he prefers to have you suck him off. He does it if you ask him to, but you’ll have to guide him through the whole thing and tell him what to do.

P- Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He likes to take things slow if he’s on top, but if you’re riding him he doesn’t care, he wants you to use him however you please. He wants to be able to savor you and hold onto you and just wants you to use him like a toy.

Q- Quickie (their opinions on quickies)

Not a fan but he’s not opposed to it. He really wants to be able to take his time with you and worship you and quickies just don’t have the time required for him to do so.

R- Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He gets nervous around you still when you have sex so doing it in places other than on a bed in private is off the table. The farthest he’ll go is doing it in the basement while your parents are upstairs.

S- Stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long can they last?)

He can usually only last one round, he hates very overstimulated during sex and he needs a little while to rest and recollect himself. If you let him rest for longer periods of time you can usually manage to do it at least another time during the day but you’ll need to do most of the work.

T- Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or on themselves?)

No toys for himself, but he doesn’t mind you bringing yours into the bedroom. He likes to use your bullet vibrators on himself though, and he’ll ask you to hold it to his tip while you jerk him off.

U- Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

He doesn’t like to tease you, he doesn’t think he’s very good at it, but he loves it when you tease him. Putting your hand on his thigh and squeezing it under the table, pressing up just a little too close to him when you lean up for a kiss, even just sitting too close to him on the couch will make him shudder from your touch.

V- Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He keeps himself pretty quiet but if he’s really into it he’ll make himself a bit louder. He moans of course but he’s a huge whimperer, he’s such a needy boy.

W- Wild card (random HC)

He loves it when you wear his vest in bed, or even his clothes in general. Seeing you wearing one of his shirts in bed after you wake up is the hottest thing he’s ever seen in his life, and all he wants to do is give you his shirts and hoodies to ‘borrow’ just so he can see you in them.

X- X-Ray (what’s going on under the waistband 👀)

He’s pretty average, just slightly above and close to 6.5 inches. It’s pretty veiny and you can feel each one of them pulse when he gets close to finishing. And his head is so sensitive, it’s very difficult for him to last long inside you.

Y- Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Gareth has a surprisingly high sex drive. Although it only really happens when he’s around you. He just can’t help himself, he thinks that everything about you is so sexy all he wants is for you to stay locked in his bedroom for hours on end.

Z- Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

Very sleepy afterwards. You really tire him out so before he gets up again to help you clean up he always needs to take a quick cat nap and recollect himself. He’s usually very sore the morning after.

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[aro-ortega]

since i went from a herald hater to his #1 fan literally overnight, it is now my duty to defend the herald romance route and recommend it for others. i am debating the points that were raised in this ask that i received a few weeks ago

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"in my humble opinion, herald shouldn't have even been a romantic option in the first place. i'd take it a step further and say, the fact that he is an option undermines sidestep as a character. from a character standpoint, it doesn't make sense for sidestep to want to have anything to do with him- let alone pursue him romantically- because no matter how you've built your sidestep, it's always the case that they don't really like him by virtue of him being the picture perfect hero, full of idealism and naivety, and without constraints. he is, at once, what sidestep was and what they wish they could be. so there's going to be a lot of resentment there, so much so, that it's hard to see how sidestep could look past all of it and see herald as a possible romantic partner."

this is all valid and true and i do agree that if there were, say, a canon or default sidestep playthrough it would not include interacting much with herald, imo.

however, it is equally true that you can play a sidestep where it would make sense for them to agree to train herald; one of the routes for a hero hunter sidestep is that they are "training" the heroes because there are things bigger and badder than they are that they need to be ready for. a sidestep with this or a similar motive (i imagine there is something similar that would work for an anarchist sidestep) would have reason to agree to train herald.

yes, there is a lot about herald that sidestep can harbour hate for. but if they decide to spend more time with him it becomes clear that there is more to herald than they thought and there are actually parallels between themself and herald. also, sidestep, as a telepath and an addict, has plenty of incentive to want to spend more and more time with herald; how his mind feels is just another addiction for sidestep to fall in, which increases their time with herald and increases how much they learn about him and allows their feelings to shift from negative to positive (im not saying its healthy, but its sidestep so it was never going to be)

"i think it's very telling that the trigger for his romance is just sidestep thinking he's hot. (sidenote: the amount of times "oh no, he's hot" came up as an option in conversations with him annoyed me so much.) it feels incredibly superficial."

good news ! you can romance him without clicking any of those options ! (im not a fan of how often it's an option either tho) unless i am misremembering, i did not choose any of those options in my most recent playthrough and i successfully romanced him, and it was very sweet and fun to read/play

"and i know he was given a bit more depth in retribution, and maybe if given more time to develop, his romance would reveal some nuance, but this whole thing to me feels like a misstep from the author. or i don't know, maybe i'm just not seeing it the way it should be."

there is a lot more to herald than meets the eye. there is depth there and nuance i promise.

i played a herald romance route with a sidestep who initially hated herald and saw him as his number one enemy, agreed to train him bc the heros need to be better and then agreed to spend more time with him because he was chasing a high, and then accidentally fell in love and more importantly trust with the last person he expected. because he is genuine and he is kind and he does care. playing as a telepath and choosing to spend time with herald feels so good; it can rewire your brain from a herald hater to a herald fan.

also. i super recommend playing a route where you pursue herald romantically while ghosting/friendzoning ortega. reasons: 1. the parallel of the older, more experienced hero ("hero") falling for the rookie 2. ortegas reaction if you decide to confess that you're going on a date with herald 3. (ending dependent) ortegas reaction when they find out that herald knew what you were before they found out - that you told him but they just happened to stumble on the truth 4. (if ortega + sidestep had a thing back in the day) the ghost of that relationship hanging over sidestep + herald's; it is like ceasar haunting cleopatra + marc antony in the second half of cleopatra (1963)

anyway, cannot recommend at least trying to get to know/romance herald enough it is honestly surprising how good his route is, i had an immensely enjoyable time in that playthrough. i also recommend the series How Not to Fall on ao3 it is very good

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[spectrelove]

cringe bf sexcapade journal 2/?

ive recently had the realization that i assume he knows things because 1) he is 5 yrs older than me, 2) has had a lot of fucked up things happen in his life (in a way that makes me feel like he Gets It), 3) he has certain parts of his life together, more so than most of our peers, 4) he is opinionated but open to new experiences, 5) he is kind! -- but i forget that he essentially had to raise himself and therefore like... there are things that he just doesn't know about that i had assumed to be common etc. (i am the same way - worldly in many ways, naiive in others) so my theory is that that night was the first time he like... really experienced what it was like to make your partner come when your own pleasure is out of the equation - but you still take pleasure in it. this is all just mere conjecture on my part, really i could just ask him, but i don't really know how to ask without making it sound offensive. i want to reiterate that he isn't selfish in any way and i don't feel alienated - we are having the best sex of my life and it's the way we strengthen our connection. but this was a puzzle piece that i think clicked for him that night. so now........ there's this new thing going on that is like insane for me. very good for me. it happened the first time on tuesday night saturday night after we had disgruntled distant clumsy sober sex wherein he tried to turn me around at the end of it and i stopped it cuz it was invoking panic in me he took a shower and then we addressed it and then after that we listened to music and cuddled and bonded and he showed me some of his favorite bands from back in the day and i played zelda and listened with him. that was the night that we actually started connecting the wires of our mental connection again, feeling like friends again. earlier that night outside of the parish i asked him what song got him into shoegaze cuz i know that's a big thing for him and he didn't have an answer but it shut down the conversation. hours later when i came out of the bathroom after washing up he had his computer open and he was like "this was probably the album that first got me into shoegaze" and that's when i knew he still gave a fuck. i love that about him, that he listens to me and remembers what i say, and actually takes the time to think about things and comes back to me with answers or information or more discussion. he was sharing more about himself "i used to listen to this song and get sooooo fucking high. in fact, i'm gonna do that right now." it was really cute. i was beyond happy to be a part of it with him, i love when he lets his defenses down. we listened to songs and discussed it in a way that is inspiring to us both and i approached suis la lune from a different angle after that finally. and when we finally lay down to go to sleep he put on the new fearing album, so stoked about it, and held me in his arms with the soft purple lights on and we fell asleep like that, in the bubble.

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[cleverdonutninja]

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Girls Trip — It’s High Time You Plan This

When just the thought of ‘a girl’s trip’ triggers happiness hormones, imagine the joy of an actual holiday with your best girls! If you haven’t experienced it yet or have only been thinking about it, now is the time to gift yourself that holiday — away from the hum-drum of routine and the endless 24X7 chores 365 days a year.

Everyone needs a break, more so, from the guilt of leaving the family behind and spending on yourself. You have done enough; kept your nose to the grindstone in trying to give precedence to others’ needs before your own, toiled ceaselessly without complaining — ok, maybe you have complained a bit and have had those little breaks and evenings out with friends once in a while — but what you really need is longer carefree time-off with your girlfriends, doing just what you please. So, why friends and not family?

Your interests match: Lazily shopping in the streets of an exotic locale, hopping in and out of shops without really buying anything, sitting in a restaurant, having a drink and getting into another, relaxing without an agenda.

You always have common topics to talk about: When women sit together, they can chat their hearts out and have an active audience with each other. Attentive to one another, women can make great conversation partners without being judged for ‘talking too much.

You can avail the expert session by attending online classes for older adults for better travel management.

You are all Spa junkies at heart: Do you know many women who wouldn’t like to pamper themselves every once in a while?

Tips to plan your holiday:

1. Put safety first

Look for destinations that are known to be safe for ladies. Best places for girls’ trips include Singapore, Hongkong, Japan, Finland, and a few more; closer home — Shimla, Sikkim, Gokarna, Lhasa, Dharamshala, the list is endless. Look for packages that cater specifically to ladies’ tours, and your safety concerns will automatically be taken care of.

2. Put a budgeting embargo on yourself

Fix an upper limit and then don’t stress too much about budgeting. Generally, travel agencies get the benefit of bulk bookings from hotels and airlines; as a result of which they can afford to pass on a little of the advantage to the customers. In any case, you probably don’t do this every now and then so, go all out and indulge.

3. Travel light

Be prepared to cart your own luggage around. Make sure that you travel light and that your travel bags are on good-quality wheels. Laundromats are everywhere these days; a quick wash and you can repeat all your clothes as often as you want.

4. Prepare well

You would know best what your requirements are — if you need to organize your pills then go ahead and purchase a travel pill box, or if you are diabetic get organized with an insulin kit; you might even want to buy yourself a pair of travel socks or travel pillows if you always like to be cozy. Don’t fret about the minor details, you will sail through them once you are with your friends. Remember, a happy person is a delight to have around and an ‘all women’s holiday’ is a great way to take a break, enjoy and return happier.

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I Hear Your Mouth Like a Serenade

Thoughtful Thursday

Today's topic is a thing that came up in conversation the other night, and I wanted to talk about it here and maybe connect it with a few other things that have been on my mind.

That's what Thoughtful Thursday is all about, after all, so fuck it; let's do some brain-spelunking and see if I can't sort out my hormonal mess of unformed thoughts into some sort of coherent quasi-diatribe.

The subject was basically: How much do you want to have in common with a romantic partner?

Dr. Strangelove and I had a ton of things in common. Movies, music, tv shows, familial relationships, age, temperament, being out of touch with pop culture, etc. Right from the beginning, we were usually very much on the same page, or at least had a lot of overlap. We almost always understood each other's jokes and references.

And this was great! This is the basis for a good friendship, and more than likely the reason that things lasted for as long as they did - because no matter what else was going on, or how unhappy we were with each other in other ways, we could almost always push it aside to watch Top Gear or The Dick Van Dyke Show or sing along to Pink Martini in the car.

Unfortunately, there were many, many problems on the "relationship" side of things, as far as sex and money and cohabitation were concerned, and even a really solid friendship isn't enough to make up for a lack of balance in those.

Dr. Strangelove once told me, toward the beginning of our relationship, that the key to a good relationship was finding someone who had experienced a similar amount of abuse as a child. I don't really have a comment about that, but I felt like I needed to include it.

But it's not Monday, and that's not the point.

There are plenty of other people with whom I have had or am having relationships that I have considerably less shit in common with. We don't watch all the same tv shows or listen to the same music. They don't have an encyclopedic knowledge of Monty Python, they can't name every Star Trek episode by hearing the opening Captain's Log, they don't have all the lyrics to One Week by Barenaked Ladies memorized, they can't insert a Mitch Hedberg or Eddie Izzard joke into nearly any conversation. They have different backgrounds, different energy, they talk differently. They're older, or younger.

On the other hand, the interpersonal side of things is generally better with them. Do I think that's necessarily true all the time? No. Ideally you could have both. I'm not saying you can't have a good romantic relationship with someone who has a lot in common with you, not at all.

What the hell am I trying to say, then?

When I was talking to my friend recently about this, I used an (uncharacteristic) sports metaphor - which I justified because it was one that I picked up from an episode of The West Wing.

Bob Russell: "Play baseball coach for a moment. Two players run to first. They both have the same time, but one has perfect form; the other lousy form. Which one do you pick?"

Will Bailey: "The one with lousy form."

Bob Russell: "Because teach him the right form - "

Will Bailey: " - and he beats the other guy."

Side note: I have always had the biggest crush on Will Bailey. Nebbishy Jewish guys are a weak spot.

If you already have a lot of things in common with someone, it's almost as if there's a ceiling there. Think of the feeling you get when you start telling someone a story and they stop you because they've already heard it. They know those things, so they already understand the aspects of your personality that those things contribute, and vice versa - which can be nice and very comforting, because it's less work that you have to do to explain yourselves to each other - but it also means that to an extent, your relationship is as deep as it can be as far as those things are concerned. Your relationship is already being built on the foundation that those commonalities have created.

Or to use a food metaphor (because I'm a lot more familiar with food than sports), it's like if you had the choice between buying a pre-cooked rotisserie chicken (for the sake of this metaphor we'll say it's a Lemon Pepper one), and a whole raw chicken. The cooked one is appealing because you know what you're getting, you know more than likely it's cooked well, it's going to taste good, and you don't have to do the work of cooking it yourself. You could eat it just like it is or use it in something else, but because it's already got flavors cooked into it, the options will be limited. But the raw chicken has more potential. Maybe it's even a better quality of chicken to begin with, bigger or meatier or organic grass-fed free-range or whatever. You could cut it apart and fry it, you could chop it up and put it in chicken tikka masala or whatever. You could even rotisserie cook it, and it could turn out better than the first one.

With someone different, there's more room for the two of you to grow together. If you can spend time developing a relationship with them, you'll get to experience the things that are important to each other for the first time, and you get the joy of discovering new things (that you may or may not enjoy). Ideally you're able to build your relationship on the foundation of solid relationship fundamentals, and then as you start to expose each other to more of your interests, things only get deeper and stronger.

It's considerably harder (if not entirely impossible) to teach someone to be a better partner to you than it is to have them watch your favorite movies or teach them to play a game you like or take a trip to your hometown, just as it's easier to add spices to the raw chicken than it is to change the flavor or quality of the cooked chicken. If you're starting with someone who's a good person, someone who already has empathy and respect and communication skills, who speaks your love language, who values boundaries and consent and honesty, then it's easy enough to create the rest between you.

One more metaphor. I will not apologize; I love metaphors. Let's say you're looking for a movie to watch, and your choices are between a movie you've seen dozens of times, and something you've never seen but have heard good things about. The movie you've seen is comforting because you're so familiar with it. It might be a(n objectively) good movie and it might not be, but you love it either way. You could just put it on and relax, you could learn/notice new things about it that make you love it even more. The new movie is a risk, but it could be really great. Maybe it has an amazing actor you're not familiar with, or the cinematography is absolutely breathtaking, or the soundtrack is just right. It might open you up to something new. It could become your favorite movie.

Slight tangent, though, because this came up in another post recently. It's good to have some common interests, but it's also really important to have independent hobbies and things that you do separately. Like I talked about a bit on Monday, it was always really difficult for Dr. Strangelove when I wanted to do things that didn't involve him, whether that was playing a video game or spending time with my friends or just going out and doing things on my own, because any time that I wasn't constantly interacting with him in a positive way, he assumed I was mad at him - as if he needed to be able to ping me at a moment's notice to be sure I still loved him.

This is unhealthy and it's scary, but it's also an unfortunately common mindset, especially for younger people. We're socialized to think it's important to do every single thing together with our partners, and that any difference or time apart means that we've failed or that we don't really belong together or that they're going to lose interest in us or meet someone they like better.

The larger message I'm trying to get across is, to paraphrase Walt Whitman via one of my favorite podcasts (You're Wrong About):

People contain multitudes.

It's not about changing who you are in order to be with someone, it's about finding someone who nurtures and supports and encourages the parts of yourself that need nurturing and supporting and encouraging. When you have a lot in common with someone, it's easy to get too comfortable, to get complacent - especially if you tend to be the kind of person who avoids change anyway. You might not be getting challenged enough, getting pushed outside your comfort zone. And that's unfortunate, because life should be about learning and growing.

There is so much to be gained from spending time with people who are different from you.

When I was with The Octopus - arguably my first adult relationship - I went to so many loud, rowdy, dirty punk shows (a thing I never would have been brave enough to do on my own), and it was unbelievably fun. I've always missed that. I've never been on a motorcycle with anyone else before or since, but I really enjoyed it with her. It was fascinating being with someone who could take on tasks that seemed too big and really dedicate themselves to doing it well, like building a bedroom in the attic of the house she owned that was capable of supporting a 300-lb man. It was eye-opening to be with someone generous enough to help out people when they needed it without expecting anything in return. She was chasing something authentic, living her life doing real things, when so many of the people around me weren't. We listened to almost none of the same music, had no common hobbies, and had totally different lives, but we were never bored with each other. We had a lot of fun, and we both learned so much about ourselves and what we wanted out of our relationships with other people. Those things are all part of me, now. We grew together, and then we grew apart.

Pollock introduced me to Indian food for the first time (mostly against my will, in fact) and I've been grateful ever since. He also reminded me how much I liked going out and doing things, and the joys of making things happen and being spontaneous. I lost some of that when we broke up.

Aquaman's sense of absurdity, his perspicacity, his tenacity, his capacity for helpfulness. His tenderness, his eagerness, his pride.

Baymax's empathy, his energy, his compassion, his sincerity.

Cuddlebug's extroversion, his passion, his communication, his emotional openness, his softness, his commitment to growth, his supportiveness.

Meeko Neko's bluntness, his honesty, his depth, his acceptance, his resilience, his caring, his attention to detail, his smile.

Parsifal's compersion, his dedication, his persistence in putting more effort into things most people wouldn't bother with because he knew how much of a difference it could make.

Space Kitten's philosophy, their way of speaking, their affections, their affectations, their comfort, their sense of whimsy, their authenticity, their unwillingness to compromise the things that are important to them.

I am a product of everyone I have ever loved, and I want to be so much more.

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[napkinhell62]

Going To Bed With Sex Robots Isn't As Healthy As Some Think, Study Finds

real sex doll The problem is, the more you become anxious, the more your body reacts to the anxiety. Other than the mental symptoms, physical symptoms include cold and sweaty hands, nausea, breathing difficulties, diarrhea, among others. The stigma that is attached to talking about loneliness and anxiety, as well as the fallacy that it is a mental disorder, makes it even harder for the victims to seek help. In fact, research shows that more than 50% of the people affected by loneliness and anxiety in America are not getting the necessary help because of the fear of coming out publicly. But you can’t help but question the legitimacy of what it means to put a doll in the place of a real human. They have beautiful physiques, faces, and physical characteristics. The attractiveness may be easily adjusted to meet your unique requirements. You may choose what sort of hair, breasts, and ears you desire. Many owners have one sex doll, while others have a complete collection. Several people have claimed to have fallen in love with their plastic sex doll and actually stay with them. First things first, let's talk about what a sex doll is and what it isn't. But the CIA was counting on McIntosh, a seasoned field operative, to turn their idea into a workable espionage tool. "They needed someone who actually understood field operations to run , as it had gotten a bit out of hand with theoretical and pie-in-the-sky projects," he says. The masked man used bolt cutters and a fire hydrant to break his way into the Sexyland store on South Road, Moorabbin just after 6am on Sunday. This one man in victoria looks like the stereotypical image of a burglar with his black clothing and face mask, but his intent is quite different to any robbery that we have ever heard of. Big boobs, small boobs, feet, thick waists, long hair, older partners, younger partners — everything and anything can be a fetish. This is your chance to worship feet, suck nipples, or enjoy the sight of whatever turns you on most. Cleaning and sanitizing are very important because it decreases the risk of getting a bacteria infection. Cleaning a sex doll can be a lot, depending on the size of the doll. To make things easier, simply take your sex doll for a bath. They can come as full-sized males from the head to the toe, and they can also be purchased as parts. They are made from different materials such as silicone, rubber, or TPE. Some are medium and average men, while others are more muscular, ripped, and built. These are more than just sex toys, as they feel like girls. In this fast-paced world, things are changing and people are finding and applying new ideas to make their lives easier. There are many natural things that emerge with the attraction of human life to different sexualities. Statistics emerged from the United States and showed that the lockdown triggered sales of sex dolls in New York, Los Angeles, Chicago and Dallas. The COVID-19 pandemic is creating a ‘perfect storm’ for lonely customers. At the end of the day, being a good lover isn’t something we were born with but something that many of us learn through experience. And experiencing all these things at your own pace is very important because you will not feel pressured to satisfy anyone, nor will you be disappointed if you don’t last long in bed. Practicing conversations and pick-up lines while staring in the mirror is rarely helping anyone, so your sex doll might come in handy as an audience when you are trying to improve your social skills. “One day, when a doll with exquisite silicone skin can really think and learn like a human, then it can really be called a ‘smart doll,’” Xu says. Sex dolls can be used to correct sexual performance anxiety by offering an alternative that resembles your partner and one that can gradually build on your confidence and self-esteem again. The cause of the performance anxiety might be the fear of not living up to the expectations of your partner. Sex dolls have come a long way since the days of inflatable figures with their mouths wide open. It depends largely on the openness of the two to accept a lifeless partner in their relationship, if they can fulfill each other's fantasies, sometimes with a doll. Sex doll whose vagina looks so real that it is hard to tell the difference, and a modern realistic sex doll that is easy to maintain. The 21st century gave us many new inventions, especially when it comes to technology development.

#Sex Dolls Help Their Owners Forget How Alone They Actually Are

[cheeseanonioncrisps]

Y'know, whenever people want to talk about why aspec people 'count' as an oppressed identity, they tend to go for the big stuff like corrective rape and conversion therapy. And like, we should absolutely talk about that stuff. Obviously those things are terrible and important and we need to raise awareness and deal with them.

But I feel like people often gloss over how… quietly traumatising it is to grow up being told that there is only one way to be happy— and that everybody who doesn't conform to that norm is secretly miserable and just doesn't know it— and then to gradually realise that, for reasons that you cannot help, that is never going to happen for you.

You're not going to find a prince/princess and ride off into the sunset. Or if you do, then it's not going to look exactly the way it does in fairytales. You're not going to get a 'normal' relationship, because you are not 'normal', and everybody and everything around you keeps telling you that that's bad.

You see films where characters are presented as being financially stable, genuinely passionate about their work and surrounded by friends and family, but then spend the rest of the plot realising that the real thing they needed was a (romantic and sexual) partner, to make them 'complete'.

You absorb the idea that any relationships you have with allo people will ultimately be unfulfilling on their side, and that this will be your fault (even if you discussed things with your partner beforehand and they decided that they were a-okay with having those sorts of boundaries in a relationship) unless you deliberately force yourself into situations that you aren't comfortable with, so as to make uo for your 'defects'.

You grow up feeling lowkey gaslighted because all the adults in your life (even in LGBT+ spaces. In fact especially in LGBT+ spaces) are insisting that it's totally normal to not be attracted to anybody at your age, and then you go to school and everybody keeps pressuring you to name somebody you're attracted to because they can't imagine not being attracted to anybody at your age.

And then you get older and realise that one day you're going to be expected to leave home, and that one day all your friends are going to be expected to put aside other relationships and 'settle down' with a primary partner and you don't know what you're going to do after that because you straight up don't have a roadmap for what a 'happy ending' looks like for someone like you.

(And the LGBT+ community is little help, because so many people in there are more than happy to tell you that you're not oppressed at all. That you're like this because you don't want to have sex, and/or you don't want to have any relationships, that your orientation is some sort of choice you made— like not eating bananas— rather than an intrinsic part of you that a lot of us have at some point tried to wish away.)

Even if you're grey or demi, and do experience those feelings, you still have to deal with the fact that you're not experiencing them the 'normal' way and that that's going to effect your relationships and your ability to find one in the first place.

If you're aiming for lifelong singlehood (which is valid af) or looking for a qpp, then you're going to have to spend the rest of your life either letting people make wrong assumptions about your situation (at best that your relationship is of a different nature than it actually is, at worst that the life you've chosen is really just a consolation prize because you 'failed' at finding a romantic/sexual partner) or pulling out a powerpoint and several webpages every time you want to explain it.

This what being aspec looks like for most people, and it is constantly minimised as being unimportant and not worth fighting against— even in aspec spaces— because we've all on some level absorbed the idea that oppression is only worth fighting against if it's big, and dramatic, and immediately obvious. That all the little incidents of suffering that we experience on a daily basis are not enough to be worth bothering about.

I mean, who gives a shit if you feel broken, inherently toxic as a partner, and like you're going to be denied happiness because of your orientation? Shouldn't we all just shut up and thank our lucky stars we don't have to deal with all the stuff some of the other letters in the acronym have to put up with (leaving aside the fact that there are many aspec people who identify with more than one letter)?

So you know what? If you're aspec and you relate to anything I've said above (or can think of other things relating your your aspec-ness that I haven't mentioned) then this is me telling you now that it's enough. Even if we got rid of all the big stuff (which we're unlikely to do any time soon because— Shock! Horror!— the big stuff is actually connected to all the small stuff) we would still be unable to consider our fight 'over' because what you are experiencing is not 'basically okay' and something we should just be expected to 'put up with'.

No matter what anybody tells you, we have the right to demand more from life than this.

#aspec #aro #ace #asexuality #aromaticism #a-spec #ace discourse #rude anons in my inbox will be made fun of and not taken seriously #or possibly just deleted #(unless i conclude that they have genuinely come from a place of good faith) #if you want to debate me then please do it in the notes of the post itself

[bratz-kitten]

venus through the houses

venus in the 1st house: your very existence is magnetic. people are very attracted to you and show it by constantly wanting to be around you. you radiate charm and friendliness, and you may love to be surrounded by people, and social interactions have a flirty nature to them. but even if everyone around you is entranced by your physical appearance, you might struggle a lot with insecurities, resorting to self-deprecating humor to cope. you have a life-long mission of learning to love yourself and that true beauty comes from within. you shouldn't get too obsessed with others' opinions of you. you give a lot of importance to your individual style and sense of aesthetic. you find value and beauty in every being. you radiate vulnerability. 

venus in the 2nd house: your voice is absolutely alluring! people feel very attracted to it. to you, love is comfort - you want to surround yourself in an aesthetically pleasing environment. a talent for business and art. it's probable you'll make a career out of one of your hobbies. this placement gives luck when it comes to financial comfort + accumulating wealth, and it's no longer that this placement is associated with having sugar daddies - your partner will most likely be much richer than you. you might struggle with compulsive spending, though. you crave admiration. loyalty and devotion are very important to you, and you might be very possessive. you're a caretaker - you're very attentive to the needs of those you love. 

venus in the 3rd house: you love people with who you can keep intellectual and endlessly interesting conversations/discussions for hours and hours on end! you love complimenting others, and you're so gifted at communication that it's very easy for you to use flattery to get what you want - that and the fact that you love playing mind games makes for a very dangerous combination. a sucker for dirty talk. a need to be constantly intellectually stimulated. imaginative and curious. you love analyzing the way your partner thinks and you can be fascinated with someone's mind and their interests. your need to be constantly entertained can make it difficult to maintain a long-term relationship, which is why you need to feel fulfilled in the other parts of your life as well, like your hobbies and career. a talent for talking, writing, poetry. 

venus in the 4th house: you feel like home. living in a comfortable, safe and beautiful house is very important to you, just like establishing a family. your relationship with your family, friends and significant other is of utmost importance to you and you feel the need to create a loving atmosphere for them. although being nurturing is an amazing quality, your attachment to your partner can be so overwhelming that it can lead to break-ups. you're terrified of stressful situations, scandals and chaos, and you absolutely need to focus on being in a peaceful environment and one where you can pursue your happiness. very nostalgic and overprotective of loved ones. you need your partner to constantly reassure you of their love to you or you'll go crazy with feelings of jealousy and insecurity. you love helping others, and you inspire love and trust in those around you. 

venus in the 5th house: you're literally idealized by many as the perfect partner. you're absolutely crazy about romance and achieving happiness through life's pleasures. you're looking for a partner who's just as charming and fun as you. your loyal nature makes you want a life-long lasting relationship, and you'll likely be a great parent, and your kids will bring you immense happiness. you might be very popular and have a flair for the dramatics, loving it when the attention is all on you. you want to show off your partner to everyone, being very proud of them. you find having crushes on people something that's very fun and light-hearted. very romantic - you love museum dates, picnics, giving and receiving roses and you just love when someone makes it their mission to conquer your heart. very magnetic. be careful of basing your self-love on the way others feed your ego, because when you're not receiving that kind of attention, you can become insecure, lonely and as if you're not enough. 

venus in the 6th house: you're very supportive of your significant other and your express your love through acts of service and small gestures - it's as if you want to take all of their hurt and the weight on their shoulders, not caring about how that will take a toll on you. this can be very toxic especially if you fall for someone who takes advantage of your giving nature. you need someone eager to serve you just as you serve them. you naturally earn the respect and adoration of others. you enjoy routine and balance, and you're very thoughtful to others' details and needs, with a huge sense of duty. be careful of being easily manipulated. you also need to work on your low self-esteem and find a way to love yourself and find value outside of your achievements and hard work. you have an obsession with perfection. your indirect way of showing affection might be very misunderstood by others, making you come off as unemotional and unromantic when really you love painfully hard. 

venus in the 7th house: you're very attached to the person with who you're in a relationship with! when venus falls in the house of relationships, this is truly where you feel the most emotionally fulfilled. you seek peace and harmony with your partner, and you hate arguing - it truly takes a toll on your stability. be careful with losing yourself too much when in a relationship and losing your sense of individuality, and also with needing the approval of those close to you too much. your magnetism can give you great luck when it comes to attracting the right kind of people, and you get along with a lot of people. you're the type to have dreamt about the day of your marriage ever since you were a little kid. you give your all when in love, so don't let others take advantage of that. very romantic, you love exploring new things and being a sensual being. you have a very high need for respect and to be appreciated. very positive and talented, with a special charm that makes many dream of being with you. 

venus in the 8th house: you love intimacy and are not at all interested in surface-level friendships and relationships. it might be difficult for you to allow yourself to be intimate with others because you're a very closed-off person who needs a closed-circle of friends, and they're the only ones who get past your intimidating walls and right onto the genuine and caring person underneath. you're not interested in casual relationships and one-night stands. when you do allow yourself to open up to a potential partner, you seek intensity, possessiveness, drama and a meaningful connection. you're terrified of betrayal and being cheated on. a need for loyalty and trust. penetrating eyes and sexual energy. you express your love through sex, making friendships and business relations. very devoted to your partner. you might have a thing for dark, mysterious and secretive people! you also love getting to know absolutely everything about your person. you’re also very secretive yourself and love to keep your secrets hidden from everyone but the few chosen ones.

venus in the 9th house: you crave adventure and new experiences! you might fall in love very easily, but it's always with people who bring something new into your life. freedom is very important to you, so when your partner threatens that in any way and when you feel like you're not learning anything new from them, you'll leave. you love the idea of exploring the world with someone by your side. you love traveling, learning and philosophy, and have a very open mind, and your love for freedom makes you very independent. very attractive hips and thighs. you're very fun to be around!  you love life and you love to love. you make friends very easily. a sucker for spontaneity - routine simply drives you crazy. you fall in love with someone's spirit, someone with who you share many interests, not with looks and social status! 

venus in the 10th house: people constantly experience falling in love with you at first sight – which is almost always one-sided because you have incredibly high standards. you love being the center of attention, and although you have this distant and cold yet oddly intriguing aura about you, you’re very warm on the inside, but only with the few you trust. incredibly charismatic. power turns you on, and you fantasize a lot about student/teacher and worker/boss type of dynamics: you fucking love power-play and want an older, more powerful, more experienced, richer and of a higher social-status partner.. which is just your luck, because you’re practically a magnet for those people. you have a very high sense of aesthetic and love presenting an image of beauty and perfection to the world - an attempt to hide the turbulence of emotions underneath. 

venus in the 11th house: for you to fall in love with someone, you need to build a very strong sense of friendship with them first! one of your favorite tropes is friends to lovers or enemies to friends to lovers. you love making friends and you impulsively do so, taking a lot of pleasure from group activities and social gatherings. you place a lot of value in all the kinds of relationships in your life, and your loved ones simply adore you. you love bringing people together, and you easily adapt to the environment and people with who you're with. you can be interested in more than one person at a time. very humanitarian, you fight for the causes most important to you, and you need to be careful with only seeing the best in people while ignoring their flaws. 

venus in the 12th house: you over-idealize love to the point where it feels like something straight out of a movie. you're attracted to forbidden love, star-crossed love, unattainable love. you're very caring and pure-hearted. love is very private and personal to you. you need to be careful about putting your partner on a pedestal, though - you love very hard but you also tend to give all you have to your loved ones, and many might take advantage of that. it's very easy for you to get hurt in love, and your love life might be very complicated. you can also be afraid of openly expressing your feelings. you have a very mysterious and enigmatic aura. healing powers through touch. don't let your past experiences shatter your perception of love - don't let your dark past dim your light. 

#venus in the houses #venus #venus in the 1st house #venus in the 2nd house #venus in the 3rd house #venus in the 4th house #venus in the 5th house #venus in the 6th house #venus in the 7th house #venus in the 8th house #venus in the 9th house #venus in the 10th house #venus in the 11th house #venus in the 12th house

[slasherhaven]

The request about pregnant s/o escaping from the abusive ex was so so good!! Could you please do one for Thomas Hewitt? Thank you and hope you're having a good day 💕

Warnings: mentions of past abuse.

Thomas Hewitt x Pregnant S/O 

Running away from an abusive ex and meeting the Hewitt Family:

All you could think about was driving, getting as far away from your past life as possible. You figured that leaving the state, moving across the country even, might deter your ex from ever tracking you down.

But nothing had been going your way, and your car broke down in the middle of nowhere, on some endless empty road in Texas.

After trying and failing to get the car to start again, you noticed a faded sign alerting you to gas station not too far up the road.

Thankfully you were relatively early on in your pregnancy, so the walk wasn’t too harsh for you.

Eventually you arrived at the rundown gas station, heading inside. The only person around seemed to be the older woman behind the counter.

You greeted her politely and explained that your car broke down, asking her if there was somebody you could call and if she had a phone for you to use.

Luda May is suspicious of anyone who comes by, but she must have saw something in you. Some sort of tragedy or brokenness. Maybe it was the way your eyes dimmed and face fell when you thought she wasn’t looking, but mainly how your hand rested on the slightly bump on your belly.

She offered to call somebody she knew, explaining that the town was pretty much deserted these days. You thought her offer was kind and waited for the assistance, sitting on the chair that she offered you.

During your wait, which was longer than it should have taken, Luda May distracted you with some conversation, trying to get some information out of you.

You never bluntly told her the fully story but you must have given enough information for her to get a general idea. 

An abusive ex-partner, a baby on the way, and nowhere to go.

Your kind and sweet demeanour made her warm up to you some more as well.

She explained that there was no mechanic or anything in town, but told you that her son would have a look and see what he could do. In the mean time, you could stay with them. After all, she couldn’t leave a pregnant woman with nowhere to go.

You told her that you didn’t want to intrude but the truth was that you had no option, and so you accepted with a little more persuasion.

Soon Hoyt arrived, taking you both back to the house.

Arriving at the place you would soon call home, Luda May took you inside and you met Monty. So far the men of the family didn’t seem too friendly but Luda May made up for them.

She fussed over you a little and you understood that she was looking out for your unborn child.

Setting you up with a drink, she asked if you had any belongings with you, and you told her that you had some bags in the car but not much. You had left in a hurry.

Instantly she insisted that her son would get them for you, telling you that ‘Tommy’ was a good boy.

Of course, her fond description didn’t quite prepare you for the behemoth of a man that walked into the kitchen. But, even with only having just met him, you could tell that there was something gentle about him. Perhaps it was his eyes, which managed to distract you momentarily from his mask.

Luda May insisted on you staying with them while Hoyt worked on your car.

During your time there, Thomas attempted to keep his distance from you but Luda May seemed determined to get you closer.

She had noticed how kind you were of him and how protective he had already become of you.

One day Hoyt had grown frustrated with Monty and that put him in a bad mood, causing him to snap and shout and slam things. Thomas instantly noticed how you reacted to the aggression and it both infuriated and saddened him. It was clear that somebody had hurt you in the past. 

And Luda May noticed how he placed himself between you and Hoyt (despite the older man not attempting to harm you anyway), and how you subconsciously moved towards him for safety.

From that moment forward, Thomas did find himself hovering around you some more. And since he was around so much more, you would talk to him and enjoy his company.

Your car was fixed but Luda May had asked you to stay, bluntly telling you that she knew you had nowhere to go but promising you that you had a family here. You had cried had her kindness, and she welcomed you to the family, still determined to get you and Thomas closer to each other.

And so you moved in with the Hewitts for the foreseeable future.

Everyone in the house had a pretty good idea of what you were running from but none of them either mentioned it, whether it was to not upset you or just because they didn’t really care that much.

Thomas cared though, he cared a whole lot. He knew somebody had hurt you, having a pretty good idea of what you went through, but part of him hoped that you would talk to him about it. He just hoped you would open up in your own time.

The two of you grew very close during your stay in the house, and your bump had grown quite significantly since you met, making him all the more protective over you.

Eventually you wanted to open up a little about your past and Thomas was the person you wanted to talk to. So, while you were sitting together one evening, you told him everything.

As you told him your story through teary eyes, Thomas gently placed a large hand on your round stomach.

“As soon as I found out I was pregnant, I knew I had to leave. I couldn’t bring a baby into that environment...around him...I could never forgive myself”

Thomas looked away, ashamed. This wasn’t any environment for a child either and he knew that, and you knew it too, ever since you discovered their secret. He still didn’t know why you hadn’t disappeared in the night like you had with your ex. He began to retract his hand in shame.

“No, Thomas” you spoke gently, placing your hand over his and pressing it to your bump again. “I know what you’re thinking, this isn’t a home for a child either but...you would never hurt me, none of you would. He...he would have hurt my child just like he hurt me, I know my baby will be safe and loved here. You wouldn’t let anything harm them...or me”

You were right, Thomas would never let anything hurt you or your child. He looked down at his hand on your stomach, and how your smaller hand rested over his. The two of you truly had grown close, and he was well aware that he had developed some deeper feelings for you. 

Thomas lifted his other hand and gently wiped away your tears. That night ended with Thomas holding you as you cried and calmed down, having finally told somebody all the details about the abuse you had experienced. 

A few months passed since you arrived at the Hewitt residence and you were now heavily pregnant. Thomas rarely ever left your side, looking out for you and fussing over you. If he could do something for you, he would insist on doing it.

You did not consider your ex to be the father of your child, he was no father. Thomas was more of a father to your unborn baby than that man could have ever been. 

Before you knew it, it was time for you to have your baby.

The process was as smooth as it could have been considering your circumstances, Luda May and Thomas being there for you the whole time.

Finally everything had settled and Luda May left to get you a drink and anything else you needed, while Thomas stayed with you.

Thomas sat beside you, looking at the infant in your arms. So small and fragile, so perfect. He was in awe.

“Thomas” you spoke softly, getting his attention back on you. “Do you want to hold them?” you asked.

Thomas was a little shocked by your offer, even though he shouldn’t have been, of course you wanted him to be a part of your child’s life.

He nodded, cautiously taking the infant from you as you passed them over to him. The baby fit in his hands perfectly, he could only look at them with so much love as he cradled them to his chest.

The baby woke up slightly, cooing and reaching their arm out aimlessly.

Thomas smiled and brought one hand to theirs, his heart melting as they attempted to wrap a tiny hand around one of his fingers.

“They like you” you commented, smiling at the sight.

You moved over to one side of the bed, patting the space beside you so that Thomas could join you. He didn’t even question it this time, joining you on the bed and making himself comfortable.

You lent over, running a hand over your child’s head and making them coo up at you.

Thomas’ heart had never felt so full, holding your child and watching you interact with them.

The last few months had been life changing for you. Here you sat with your new born child, beside a man that you knew would protect you both against anything. Things weren’t idealistic but they were certainly looking up for you.

When Luda May next entered the room to check on you, she would see you sleeping against Thomas’ shoulder, rightly exhausted, as he cradles your sleeping new born, not wanting to disturb either of you. She couldn’t help but smile as she left the room, leaving the three of you be.

#thomas hewitt x reader #tommy hewitt #Thomas Hewitt #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slasher #slashers #My writing

[thatwriterchick222]

Secrecy (Arthur Morgan x f/reader)

Summary: After coming to a party with your asshole of a fiance, you meet a rather intriguing man and decide to indulge yourself for the evening.

WARNING: I do mention acts of abuse towards the reader (not from Arthur of course), although not explicit, I just wanted to let everyone know so if that's a triggering topic for you, maybe skip this one. Other than that there is a somewhat violent scene at the end, not over the top but there's some blood mentioned. And of course, SMUT AHEAD!!!!!

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The soft melodic sound of the various violins and cellos flooded your ears as you entered the fine estate, along with the slight hum of people mingling down in the courtyard. You smiled lightly at a stout man holding a tray of champagne. He held it out to you and you took one, your gloved hand trying desperately not to let it slip. A subtle cough could be heard from the man at your side, ushering you to move along with him. His fingers dug into your arm as he pulled you along before you could even bring your cherry red lips to your glass, almost spilling the contents all over your dress. 

He was your fiance. As much as you hated men such as him, the snobby, arrogant, and entitled kind, you needed him. You weren’t exactly sure why, but he was wealthy. Although you, yourself, were very well off in terms of finances, you simply couldn’t do much with it on your own, along with the fact that you had no way to earn more to support yourself. So, here you were, being dragged to a rather extravagant party filled with men exactly like your fiance. 

You looped your arm in his as he walked rather feverishly down the stairs to the courtyard, your heels clicking each time you took a step. When the two of you reached the bottom, you were finally able to take a sip of the sweet and bubbly champagne. Your fiance put his hand on your waist, trying to get you to come with him once more. 

“Why are you in such a hurry?” You finally spoke up, backing away from his grasp. His hand slipped off of your waist and fell to his side as he turned towards you, the usual angry look in his eyes. His hand balled into a fist.

“Why must you question everything I do, woman?” 

You got the sense he was trying to refrain from hitting you, which didn’t come as a surprise. He hit you once, only to get a hit twice as hard from you, in return. He didn’t dare, especially not at a public gathering. You could already sense numerous people staring at the both of you.

“Because everything you do is questionable…” You shot back. His nostrils flared as he turned away, looking out onto the party. You fought back a giggle as you thought about his uncanny resemblance to a toddler when he got angry. You took another sip of the champagne, savouring its taste as it hit your tongue. You were already craving another glass. Or ten.

“I need to speak to someone… don’t do anything foolish.” The man spat, immediately storming off. You sighed, downing the rest of your champagne. Great, now you were the lone woman at the party. You could feel your chest start to tighten, usually what happened to you after speaking to your fiance at all. Pretending like it didn’t affect you was getting harder and harder. The words he said, the things he did, made you sick. The way he spoke to you as if you were a mere child in his presence. You couldn’t count how many times you almost stabbed the bastard to death in his sleep. Tears welled in your eyes as you tried to compose yourself but to no avail. You quickly started off in a random direction, hoping to escape the glaring eyes and the loud noises. Your throat ached as you held in your cries, your head down to avoid a questioning gaze. 

It was only when your body crashed into a rather solid and steady object, that you looked up, seeing a large man standing before you. You couldn’t make out his features because of the tears in your eyes, but you could tell he was shocked.

“I’m sorry-” You choked out, simply brushing past him as you continued to speed away. You padded a tear from your cheek with your white glove, careful to avoid smudging your makeup. Finally, you reached a corner of the courtyard that was unoccupied, slightly shielded by some plants. A few deep breaths from your lungs ensued, trying desperately to stop crying.

“Uh- Miss? You alright?”

Your eyes drifted up as a man’s voice came from behind you. There was a deep, southern drawl partnered with his gravelly tone. Your gloved hands quickly wiped your tears as you turned around to face him, putting on a fake smile.

“I’m fine, Sir.” 

You were surprised to see a rather handsome man, standing awkwardly in front of you. The first thing your eyes landed on was his bright eyes, although you couldn’t tell exactly what colour they were due to the lighting. His light brown hair dusted over his face, framing his strong features. There was something about his eyes, though, he had a certain kindness in them, something you hadn’t seen in a long while. He had a small patch on his chin, devoid of hair, with a small scar indented on it. You sensed he was fairly older than you, maybe in his thirties.

“You didn’t seem fine when you bumped into me.” He chuckled, his voice rumbling in his chest. 

“Oh, that was you? Again, I’m so sorry.” You looked down, sniffling. “I’m just not having a very good time here, that’s all.” 

“Me neither. I was dragged here by a friend.” His cheeks flushed slightly as you made eye contact with him again. 

“All these wealthy people make my blood boil. No offense, of course.” The man said, approaching you further, turning to he could stand beside you and look out onto the party.

“Oh, I’m not that wealthy. My parents are, though.” You started to calm down as the conversation continued. 

“Well, that’s somethin’.” 

“Not really. I’m not allowed to do anything unless I’m wed.” You laughed, rubbing your upper arms with your hands from the cold.

“Here.” The man quickly removed his black coat, draping it over your shoulders carefully. You shivered as you became warm again, not to mention the feeling of butterflies in your stomach taking you by surprise. It felt like decades since you experienced this. Breathing in, you caught the smell of his jacket, something along the lines of pine and smoke. Almost as if he had just been venturing out in the woods just prior. It confused you, but it was comforting. 

“I’m Arthur by the way. Arthur Morgan.” He held out his large hand to you, and you shook it gently.

“Y/N L/N. Pleased to meet you.” Warmth spread throughout your cheeks.

“So, Mr. Morgan, have any fine young ladies come to take your hand tonight?” You pulled his jacket around yourself.

“No. What about you?”

“Fine young ladies? No.” 

“I mean, gentlemen…” He shuffled closer to you. You subtly looked around, eyes landing on your deadbeat of a fiance standing with three other men, mingling. 

“No.” 

You looked over at Arthur. You could pretend you weren’t taken for one night.

“Well then, how convenient.” He joked, his arm brushing yours. You had a feeling you knew what he wanted, and for once you wanted the same thing. Maybe you just needed an escape, for one night. 

“Do you want to… take this inside?” You looked up at him through the corner of your eye, your stomach churning with excitement. It wasn’t every day you had an opportunity such as this, with a man this handsome.

“Definitely.” He mumbled under his breath. 

The two of you walked eagerly up the stairs, a quick glance over your shoulder assured you that your fiance was not paying attention to you at all, allowing you to slip out without notice. Perfect. Arthur nodded at one of the men standing by the door as you entered, looking around for anywhere more… private. His warm hand laid itself on the small of your back, sending tingles throughout your body as he gestured to your right.

“C’mon, up here.” 

You grinned and complied, following him up the set of stairs, red carpet leading up as you went. Your heart quickened, mostly out of excitement. The tightly bound corset you had on seemed to be getting tighter as you breathed. Feeling like you were once again a teenager, you grabbed the burly man’s hand gently as he led you up the stairs.

When he reached the top, he peeked around a corner to make sure no one was there. After a short moment, he nodded over to a door on the other side of the hall. You shakily stepped up the final stair, following him to the room. He gripped the doorknob and turned it slowly, opening the door a crack and peeking in. Seeing an empty room, he opened the door fully.

“After you.” He spoke softly as he held the door open for you, his hand finding its way to your lower back once more. You stepped through the doorway, taking in the small room before you. He followed suit, closing the door behind him. You gasped at the numerous shelves filled with various books, big and small, thick and thin. If only you could steal all of them… as if your fiance would even allow you to read. You reluctantly removed his coat from your shoulders, placing it neatly on a small desk in the center of the room.

“A lotta books.” The gentleman cleared his throat, leaning on the desk. You were almost speechless. It had been so long since you had read a book, transported yourself into another world. You missed it dearly.

“They’re beautiful.” You finally spoke up, approaching the shelves and running your fingers over the spines, taking in their essence.

“You’re a reader, then, I take it?” He questioned.

“Yes. Well, not anymore… my-” A short pause, trying not to mention your fiance, “I don’t do it anymore.” 

“That’s a shame.” 

“It is.” You looked down. 

“I’ve read a few books in my time. I haven’t been able to really… immerse myself in ‘em, if y’know what I mean.” He walked over to you, now standing beside you as he eyed the books. 

“You just haven’t found the right book.” You smiled, crouching down to the lower shelves. “What genre do you like the most?” 

“I ain’t sure. I just read what I find.” He looked down at you. Your stomach sprung with excitement, the angle from which you were crouched and looking up at him making you flustered. You looked away, back at the books.

“Hmmm... “ You pulled out a book on the smaller side, examining the cover. “You seem like a ‘Dracula’ by Bram Stoker kind of man.” You joked, standing up and handing the book to him. He took it happily, reading the small print on the back.

“I do?”

“Definitely.” 

“Have you read it?” He looked up at you through his hair.

“Six times.” 

“Well, how ‘bout that.” He looked back down at the book, amused. Before you had time to say anything, he slipped the book into his pocket, tucking it away.

“Wait, you can’t just steal it!” You laughed, a bit flabbergasted by his calm manner. 

“Sure I can. They won’t miss it.” 

“Well… I might just have to report you then, won’t I?” You teased as you stepped closer to him, your hand finding his large gun belt. You rested it there lightly, tugging him closer. He inhaled sharply, his eyes darkening.

“I’d like to see ya’ try.” He grumbled, hands coming up to your waist. Your heart fluttered and you lingered there, in that fine moment, the anticipation and tension as thick as smoke between your two bodies. Never had you experienced such attraction, the feeling as if you were hungry for his touch. Your body was aching for him and you weren’t quite sure what to make of it. You had read about things like this, kissing and… such. Although you had never done anything beyond unpassionate and boring sex with your fiance, you had a slight idea of what to do.

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[ichigoromi]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐈𝐓 | 𝐌𝐒𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

GUYS AND GIRLS AND MY NON-BINARY MATES! IT'S OKAY TO STOP WHENEVER YOU WANT. DO NOT FEEL OBLIGATED TO CONTINUE JUST BECAUSE YOUR PARTNER WANTS. CONSENT IS BOTH WAYS.

Okay, yeah, I just want to put that out because I've seen some of my acquaintances or heard stories going through some traumatic shit because they weren't ready but were forced to go through it.

Pairing (s): MSBY Four — Bokuto Koutarou, Hinata Shoyo, Miya Atsumu and Sakusa Kiyoomi x fem! reader, all characters are aged up!

Genre: romance, fluff

Warning (s): mentions of sex, pre-marital sex, suggestive themes, toxic friends, peer pressure, sexual assault not suitable for 18 and under. 18 and under DNI.

a/n - not going to lie; I always feel uncomfy while writing kissing or seggs scenes because I have no idea how it feels. Do people really suck their partner's tongue while making out? I have tons of questions, but my irl friends are like me, we have no knowledge abt kissing...

Enjoy~!

Bokuto Koutarou

Bokuto is your first boyfriend, and he is your first for everything.

He is always patient and never rushes you.

You two always do things at your pace because he doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable.

But, you know that sooner or later, you two would have sex.

And the thought of it scares you.

You were brought up in a traditional and conservative family; sex was never really mentioned.

Most of your friends are experienced and often give you advice on how to do it.

Some of your 'friends' told you that he will leave you if you don't have sex with him soon.

You're an insecure individual, so hearing those, you can't help but feel obligated to have sex with him soon.

Bokuto has a high EQ, and he easily noticed that you were feeling upset.

Since you didn't want to worry him, you reassure him that you were okay.

After three years of dating, was he going to leave you because you two couldn't have sex because of you?

Bokuto pulls you onto his lap, and you gently loop your arms around his neck to bring him closer to you. You kissed him back with as much passion as he was, and he sneaks his hands underneath your shirt to massage your stomach gently.

You softly moaned when he slips his tongue into yours, and he playfully sucks on it.

He stops kissing your lips and slowly kisses his way down to your neck, and sucks on your collarbones, leaving light love bites on them. Your breath hitched when you felt him cupping your breast; you immediately pushed his hands away.

At first, Bokuto felt a bit taken back by your reaction, then he saw your glassy eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong? You can tell me." He tries to touch you, but you shook your head.

"I'm not ready...I don't want to do this, Kou. Are you going to leave me?" Bokuto was confused; why the hell would you come to a conclusion that ridiculous just because you didn't want to have sex with him?

He cups your face and makes you face him.

"Babe, it's okay if you're not ready. We don't have to do this if you don't want to. We can stop. I'll never leave you. Was it those friends of yours again? Dump them. If my baby doesn't want to have sex, then we shall not. We shall do it when you're ready, okay? Don't feel pressured by them; we do this at our pace. Now, do you want to watch a movie and cuddle?" You meekly nodded your head, and he kisses your forehead and on the lips.

Bokuto went back to the room and came back with a big fleece blanket.

"Virgin or not, I will always love you. Don't listen to the rubbish they are talking about. If you wanna have sex, we can do it. As long you are comfortable, that is all I want. Don't blame yourself, okay?" He flicked your forehead when he noticed your sad pout.

He set up the TV and dims the lights in the living room. You sat in his lap, and he wraps the blanket around the two of you as the movie starts playing.

"Kou, I love you. Thank you for being so understanding." You thanked him and kisses his cheek.

"I love you too." Bokuto pulls you closer and kisses the top of your head.

Miya Atsumu

Atsumu loves you a lot.

You were the first girlfriend he has brought home to his parents, and Osamu approves of you.

It seems like he has found his match. His fans were glad to see him in a relationship where he is genuinely happy.

Before Atsumu, you dated a couple of guys, and it was all bad experiences.

Your first boyfriend forced you to give your virginity to him, and he was older, so you thought that was what you're supposed to do in a relationship.

The second guy just took advantage of your vulnerability and exploit you in the worst possible ways.

You met Atsumu while working as a pilates instructor, and their's team trainer introduced you to him.

And you two have been dating for about two years after knowing for about a year.

Sex...you two did talk about it, but you were just not ready to do it after all the traumatic experiences.

And, he was okay with it.

You felt bad because sometimes you can hear him touching himself, yet you can't help him with his needs.

"Tsumu, let's do it." You climb into his lap and captures his lips into yours. He was surprised, but nonetheless, he loves kissing you. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer to him.

His hands crept up to your inner thighs, and he starts massaging your thighs.

You felt a bit squirmish and slight discomfort, but you ignored it and starts kissing down his neck, leaving love bites, and you helped him removed his shirt.

Atsumu knows you well, and he noticed your expression. Even though it was subtle, he noticed how you were slightly uncomfortable and when he touches you, you flinched by reflex.

All the small actions that you unconsciously do make him realised that you were forcing yourself to do.

"Hey, we don't have to do it if you're not ready. You don't have to force yourself." Hearing him say that, you broke down in tears.

He holds you securely and pats your back in a comforting manner as you cry.

Even though you wanted to do it, he sensed that you were uncomfortable and decided to stop you. He noticed that you were not ready and immediately stopped and comforted you; it made you realise that he is not like your exes.

"Babe, we can do it when you're ready to do it. No need to rush yourself; I can wait. I'm not going to leave just because we are not having sex." He comforted you and nodded your head.

You lifted up your head, and his heart ached at the sight of your tear-stained cheeks.

"I'm sorry for not being able to things like a normal couple. I just thought that you might leave me if we don't have sex..." He shook his head and cups your face in his hands.

"I can wait as long as you are ready to do it. I'm not going to leave you just because we can't have sex. If I have any urges, I'll just touch myself or something. I want you to feel that you are safe with me and under no pressure. If you don't want to have sex, we don't have to. Is that clear?" He stroke your cheeks gently.

"Thank you for being so patient. I just feel-" Atsumu shuts you up by kissing you on the lips.

"No more feeling bad in this house! Let's watch your favourite show and order takeout, okay?" He was desperately trying to comfort you.

"Okay, I'll stop feeling bad. I love you." You leaned in to kiss his lips.

"I love you too. Now, I'll go get you one of my hoodies and we can cuddle more after I go calm myself down. See you in a bit!" He pecks your lips and rushed off to the bathroom.

Hinata Shōyō

He may look innocent, but Hinata probably has more experience than you.

But this guy has tons of patience when it comes to you.

You knew him since young since he was a neighbour of yours.

After graduating high school, you two reconnected and started dating shortly.

So, you two have been dating for three years, and there has never been a dull moment with him.

However, your friends ask about your sex life, but the two of you literally did nothing. The most you guys did was make out.

It's not you guys are super pure or innocent; you two felt there wasn't a need to have sex.

But how long can he last without having sex?

So you decided to ask him directly about it.

The two of you were just chilling on the sofa after dinner. You snuggled against him, and he wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer to him. When you two entered into the relationship, you guys promised each other to always be open.

Communication was the key to a stable relationship, and it was bugging you.

"Babe, are you okay without having sex? We've been going out for three years, and we never had sex. I just want to know your opinion about it." It was direct, and he never expects to have this kind of talk with you.

He thinks for a moment and hugs you tighter.

"Well, I am fine without it since I've been so busy training. I just want to spend time with you, sex or no sex; I love being around you. And, it's your body too. When you are ready, you can just tell me. No need to rush." He kisses your cheeks, and you nodded your head.

"Okay, I just want to know. You know, because my friends are talking about how sex is the one factor keeping their man. What about you?" You poked his cheeks, and he pouts.

"I'm not that horny! Anyways, I love coming home to your cooking and how you decorate our apartment and our dates! Not all relationships are like that...Or perhaps, you are the horny one in this relationship?" He scooted over from you and gasped.

You rolled your eyes at his dramatic self.

"You are the horny one! I caught you doing it in the bathroom!"

"You did it too! You left your dildo by the bathroom counter!"

The two of you burst out laughing at each other.

"Alright, we can do it whenever you are ready. Wait, we are going to miss the show! Turn on the TV!"

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Both of you are pretty direct in your relationship since you guys prioritise communication.

The talk of sex never really come up in your conversation.

You two have not moved in together yet but are looking at potential places to move in together.

Your parents were happy to hear you two were finally getting your own place after dating for five years and are engaged now.

Both of you rarely have the time to meet since you both are busy, but Sundays are meant for dates.

Your friends are shocked to hear that you and Sakusa never have sex throughout your relationship, not even once.

Maybe you two could just keep in your pants 👀.

Obviously, you two almost did it, but both of you stopped each other before it went further.

Sakusa himself has a lot of restraint but sometimes, seeing you in his shirt and cooking in his kitchen really turns him on.

He stood up from the sofa and approached you from the back. You jumped slightly when he wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned his chin on your shoulder.

"Wait a bit; good food takes time to cook. You can have some strawberries if you're hungry. My uncle sent some from his farm." He was not looking for some strawberries.

Sakusa softly kisses the nape of your neck; you accidentally let out a moan when he sucks on your sensitive spot. His naughty hands slyly sneak under your shirt and touch your stomach, leaving feathery touches below your bra.

He never stops kissing your neck, and you knew this might end up in the bedroom if you don't stop him and no dinner for you two.

"Kiyoomi, stop. I'm not ready yet." You told him firmly, and he stops immediately.

You turn down the stove and turns around to face him. He looked away, feeling guilty that he lost his rationality when he saw you in his shirt.

"Hey, don't feel bad. I stopped you, didn't I? That's all that matter." He lets out a deep sigh and pulls you into his embrace.

"I'm sorry. Seeing you in my shirt, I lost my rationality. You look so damn hot in it." He confessed, and you burst out laughing.

Sakusa frowned and cups your face to make you look at him.

"Fine, I won't laugh but get those strawberries and get out of the kitchen." You loop your arms around his neck to bring him down to your height for a kiss.

He lets you go and got the strawberries to the living room but his eyes were admiring your back as you return back to cooking.

YAASSSSSSS! I'M DONE!

I'm so happy that I have finished writing this! Hope you all enjoyed this! Thank you for reading!

Stay safe and healthy!

With love,

Rosalie🍓

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