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wcvensouls · 5 months

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noe ‘ dex ’ bonhwa : diagnosis .

growing up, it had always been somewhat clear that dex wasn't neurotypical. sometimes one of his aunts would bring up his behavior and tell his parents that they should take him to a doctor to check, but any concerns about that were quickly brushed away — usually by his father, who would justify it by saying that he used to do the same things when he was a kid and that it was fine. it was just how dex was, nothing more.

they never said anything to dex directly, though, which is why he didn't really think much about it as a kid or a teenager. to him, everyone was the same as he was, so there was nothing "wrong" with it — they just knew how to handle things better than he did, dex thought. however, as he got older and moved out to live his own life, he started to realize that maybe it wasn't like that.

he doesn't know exactly how it happened, but videos of content creators talking about autism, their own late diagnosis and how they dealt with it began to pop up on his feeds all across social media. at first, he'd brush past most of those, but, overtime, he began to pay more attention — and realized that a lot of the things they were talking about were things he related to and experienced, but just didn't know how to put to words. that sent him deeper into that niche of content, and he began watching them more and more. the more he watched, the more dex felt as if he was just like them — and it eventually led him into looking for a doctor to talk about it.

the process wasn't as fast as he thought it would be, but his diagnosis still came, eventually. at 25 years old, dex finally accepted ( and got confirmation ) that he was autistic. it was something he had to wrap his mind around for awhile, and he found himself looking back on all the things throughout his life that now made so much more sense — and although there is still a lot left for dex to learn about himself and about managing things, he does look up to the future now more than ever. more importantly, he continued to do his research on his own road to self discovery.

#noe ‘ dex ’ bonhwa : about .#beneath the surface : headcanons .#i think that figuring this out for him was v much freeing #it just made him a lot more secure on himself even tho thats a work in progress #also i wrote this in a rush during lunch i hope its good </3 #im too lazy to proofread too

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battletrio · 1 year

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what is your place in the royal court?

the queen

dignified in your regality, you are a beacon of reason ... the true power behind the throne, you take heed of all, cautious in each move you make. some may call you callous in your calculation, but they do not know your heart

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tagging: @wnterslder, @defectivexfragmented, @smertzimy, @wxrwounds, @breaksmen, @stclenrelic, @iinventor, @viperbit, @pizzalegacy, @razorfst, and anyone else who wants to do it!

#it is at first hilarious to think of john as the beacon of reason given what happens in tfatws #but when you really think about his military record and the missions he's had to do #this makes sense #he's had to be reasonable and cautious and make the right and sometimes callous decisions in his calculations to get his men home alive #lemar once said he always makes the right decisions in the heat of battle #lemar is not saying that for nothing #there is a smart and clever and competent person beneath the surface #we just didn't get to see it bc we saw him at his worst not his best #looking too closely (headcanons)

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seiriina · 2 months

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what flower fairy are you ?

the snowdrop fairy

you are resilience personified ; no matter the hardships you've faced, you're still standing. you may be somewhat reserved, but your presence gives others hope. have faith in your own ability to survive, you've overcome so much — but be gentle with yourself, too.

#; look beneath the surface (headcanons)#i love it

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deathlessdamned · 5 months

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what tragic horror character trope are you?

the ghost.

it's an odd thing, to feel so far from grounded and yet trapped, tethered, unable to escape. there's more you have to do! so why can't you move? i'm sure you have an answer to that, at the very least in the back of your mind. people love to say that ghosts hold grudges or haunt for revenge but they always get it wrong; you're stuck because something or someone chained you down and left you there. you try and reach out to all those bright people who pass through your life, but it rarely feels like it does much more than knock a cup off the table, blow some papers into the air. i need you to trust me- they see it. they're listening. they'll keep looking for you and, eventually, they'll be able to see you too.

#† | There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface. ( Headcanon. )

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crystalinetide · 6 months

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Tag drop 2! <3

#Crystallus Aestus [Astra]#The Sparkle Beneath The Surface [Headcanons]#Reflections In The Sea [Musings]#Of Crystals And Waves [Aesthetic]#I Know There's A Place For Us [Crystalwolf]#V; Gemstone Of The Depths #V; Somnium Crystallum #V; Spellbound #Grace Of The Kindhearted Duke [Wriothesley]#Two Sides Of The Same Coin [Yoroiis]

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heredis-sanguinis · 1 year

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Tag Dump

[Out Of Blood] - Out Of Character

[Hello My Darlings] - In Character

[Deliciously Vain ] - Aesthetics

[Care To Make A Donation] - Prompts

[Please Let It All Out] - Ask

[Trickling Progress] - Answered

[Hmm Something Is Leaking] - Crack

[This Is My Realm] - Worldbuilding

[I Am Lord And Master] - Headcanons

[You Look Like Someone Who's Got A Lot Going On Beneath The Surface] - Promo

[Who's For Supper] - Rules Read

[I'm absolutely parched] - Musings

#[Out Of Blood] - Out Of Character #[Deliciously Vain] - Aesthetics #[Care To Make A Donation] - Prompts #[Hmm Something Is Leaking] - Crack #[This Is My Realm] - Worldbuilding #[I Am Lord And Master] - Headcanons #[Please Let It All Out] - Ask #[Trickling Progress] - Answered #[You Look Like Someone Who's Got A Lot Going On Beneath The Surface] - Promo #[Hello My Darlings] - In Character #[Who's For Supper] - Rules Read #[I'm absolutely parched] - Musings

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somerandomdot · 7 months

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Random Nsfw Halsin Headcanons

Hello I’m just trying something out, if you like it or have a different opinion or would like to share yours you may. Id appreciate if you suggested kinda, anything! Thank you for reading)

Omg I love his eyes in this GIF bro, his puppy eyessss

First off, for some reason this part in my brain just screams that this man has a dry humping kink, or any kinda of just pinning in general.

BIG MAN HANDS ON ME. Sorry, okay his hands are on your waist, shoulder, honestly any part he can grab at. His hands are either on your body or in your hair. He is a handy man.

One hundred percent this man has a breeding kink, I mean obviously… as nature intended

Going back to the pinning thing, I feel like with how large this hunk of a elf is he generally wouldn’t want to use much strength being worried of hurting you.

Honestly I feel like him putting half of his weight on top of you, or pushing himself against you is already crushing enough. So he’d be rather soft and slow at first.

We already know Halsin already is a giver when it comes to head, but one thousand percent he would like the same treatment. But would not really ask for it, so you’d probably have to ask him, since he’d never expect you too, caring about your pleasure and getting off on it.

If he’s on the receiving side of head, I feel like he’d not be the whimper type at all, but just groans, heavy breathing and saying your name/praises while you work on him with your mouth.

This man cannot keep his hips still, he’d be bucking into your mouth every so often, then apologizing for it as you’d gag from the unexpected thrust.

I can imagine this man is, rather large and thick when it comes to his sizing, rather on the more thick around the tip and thinning out to the base.

I feel like he wouldn’t be into heavy kinks, unless you’d ask to try something else/share kinks your with him. I feel like he’d be more into passionate sloppy sex.

His favorite position is either picking you up while he’s standing, your legs around his waist, back against any surface or none at all and his hands on your hips or wrapped around you as he controls the momentum by either thrusting up into you or literally lifting you up and down by your hips or just bear hugging you. (Had too) Or either the classic missionary, legs over his shoulders or around his waist as he thrusts into you as you layback and enjoy it.

Halsin enjoys long sessions rather than short ones, taking his time and edging himself and you. Agonizingly slow soft thrusts to than picking up his pace and roughness for a bit then continuing onto the slow soft ones.

He’d slowdown once you announce that you’re getting close, but if he unsuccessfully edges you as you hit your climax he wouldn’t punish you. If anything he’d make the session last longer enjoying the way you twitch and shudder beneath him or against him.

Eventually when he’s done edging himself and you he’d change his pace to a slow but rough thrusting, while he praises you or either has his head pressed into you neck, occasionally bites and nibbles on your neck and shoulders.

Only time I feel like he’d actually moan or whimper is while he puts it in or while he is comes.

He has, A LOT of ‘ammunition’, honestly feel like he’d come quite a bit, three to four shots. Making a nice cream pie.

Obviously he is an amazing person with aftercare, cleaning you up, helping you get dressed and healing if necessary.

Man’s loves cuddles, no shit he’s a big teddy bear, but due to his protective instincts he’d be holding onto things while he sleep, either it be a random pillow, you or wrapping his arms around himself he always sleeps holding something.

You made it!! Thank you so much, if you have any opinions, suggestions or any advice I’d love to hear it! Enjoy the rest of your morning/afternoon/night!

#halsin #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #halsin x reader #Halsin headcanons #bg3 halsin

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dreadspxwn · 1 year

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basic tag dump

✧ — ⋆ Thy genius sates a thirst for trouble. IC. ✧ — ⋆ On and on it goes. Musing. ✧ — ⋆ There's more to be found beneath the black. Aesthetic. ✧ — ⋆ I find myself lost in what you think of me. Visage. ✧ — ⋆ Under the surface. Headcanon.

✧ — ⋆ ooc.

#✧ — ⋆ Thy genius sates a thirst for trouble. IC.#✧ — ⋆ On and on it goes. Musing.#✧ — ⋆ There's more to be found beneath the black. Aesthetic.#✧ — ⋆ I find myself lost in what you think of me. Visage.#✧ — ⋆ Under the surface. Headcanon.#✧ — ⋆ ooc.

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sweet-as-an-angel · 5 months

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Father’s Friend! John Price Headcanons

Warnings: 18+, Forbidden Romance, Age Gap, Implied Smut, Brief Descriptions of Smut, Cock Warming, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Cum Inflation, Stomach Bulging, Teasing, Older Man/Younger Reader, Pet Names, Profanity, No Pronouns Used For Reader Except ‘You’.

He tells you to keep quiet when you’re being intimate; he silences you with a sibilant “Shhh,” when your moans get too loud, telling you to “Keep your voice down, Sweetheart. Wouldn’t want your dad to walk in on his precious little angel getting fucked by his best friend.”

He’s a tease, too. “Or, maybe that’s what you want. Want me to fill you up and send you out there with your belly pumped full of me. Show em all how much you like getting speared by an older man’s cock.”

And if he finds it you’re going on a date with someone who isn’t him — WHOO, that will NOT end well for you.

He’ll bend you over the nearest sirface and pound into you. Gently enough that you can still walk after the encounter, but hard enough to remind you who you belong to.

“Can he fuck you like this?” John pants, teeth gritted and eye twitching as he feels you clenching around him, speechless. Drooling onto the cover of your bed beneath you. His hand slides up your front. Presses into your stomach. He growls as he feels himself there, his tip throbbing inside you. “D’you think he can make you feel like this?”

And when your date arrives to pick you up, he watches you walk, a hand placed over your stomach to hide the bump formed there, your thighs together pressed together to try and stop John’s semen from leaking into your underwear. And John watches you, a thin, sly smile on his face as your gaze finds his. He waves you off, knowing you’ll back. For more. For him.

For the rest of the evening, all Price can think of is you trying to go about your business knowing that you harbour a secret in your stomach; namely his cum sloshing around inside you. He can just imagine the surprise on your date’s face if you decided to get intimate with him, only for him to tear your underwear off and find you already wet with another man’s cum oozing from your hole and rolling down your thighs in thick globs.

John’s life has been a series of high-action, adrenaline-filled moments. But none of those compare to when the two of you are hiding your forbidden relationship from everyone around you.

Price’s unwavering love of cock warming has almost led to the two of you being caught multiple times; namely when you’ve been sat on John’s lap, squirming as his dick lays nestled deep inside you, only for someone to come bursting through the door, making you jump, tighten around John. He has to try and stifle the guttural growl clawing up his throat you’re squeezing — milking — him in your moment of panic.

Luckily, John’s ridiculously large desk - the one you’d often remarked he only got to comfortably fuck you on - hides what lays beneath the surface of this particularly dark and colossal iceberg. It conceals the outline of John’s cock inside you, the material of your shirt seemingly too thin for the job.

John dismisses the person who rudely interrupted you. Sure, they gave the two of you a strange look upon seeing you sat in John’s lap, but as far as that person’s concerned, that’s all it is. Flirting at most.

John’s interest in you isn’t purely sexual, though. He cares for you. Truly and utterly. You remind him of the feeling of first love — the one he never got.

He takes you out to fancy restaurants, ones far enough out of town that nobody knows who either of you are, letting you act open with each other. Hand holding, forehead touches, fingers running up your thigh, quick kisses, slow kisses, kisses that stray into dark waters.

Speaking of a hand running up your thigh; John’s classic, default move whenever you’re at a crowded event together (especially in the presence of people you know). You and John always sit beside each other, which always leads to his hand slipping beneath the tablecloth and up your leg, stopping only when he reaches the warmest spot — the inside of your thigh.

And he does this all while maintaining conversations with other people while you’re left mute and wanting.

Of course, he always delivers.

He’ll pull your underwear to the side and start toying with you. Gently, at first, his pace slow as not to attract attention. Then, when your face starts to get red and your voice is but a string of whimpers, he leans in, closely, so you can smell his cologne that charges hundreds by the drop, feel his beard tickling the side of your face, and whispers: “Don’t get yourself all worked up, Love. We’re with guests, after all.”

John will never let you cum under these circumstances. He’ll take you to a nice and isolated room and have his way with you until you’re having to lean on him for the rest of the evening, his arm about your waist and his semen pooling in your underwear. Heavy. A mistaken gesture of friendship.

If anyone ever did get suspicious of your relationship, John would tell you immediately.

“I can’t risk losing you,” he’d say, stare solemn. “We’ll have to keep our distance — just for the time being.”

God forbid you start crying, otherwise he’s on his knees, taking your hand in his and pressing long, deep kisses to your knuckles, his breath nigh-frantic and hot against your skin.

“I promise, Darling, this is only temporary.”

It would have to be, because John can’t go two minutes without thinking of you, needing you.

He sees something that’s your favourite colour in a shop window ? There you are, in the forefront of his mind.

You still interact with each other, of course, but you can’t be as close to one another as you’re used to being. As you’d like to be.

John can only watch you as you fraternise with other guests, party-goers, your father’s lawn party a hit. And yet all he can think about is having you by his side, fingers interlocked and looking down at you with all the love he’s never been able to give to anyone else.

These avoidant periods usually always end with John coming to your door and knocking profusely, his visage that of a man who’s seen nothing but ghosts all his life. And he takes you in his arms, pressing kisses to every inch of your face, leaving the two of you gasping for breath by the end of it, his eyes filled with adoration he’s never known and will only ever know for you.

Usually, you can expect a mountain of gifts to be waiting for you after your suspicion avoidance era ends - a collage of everything John collected that reminded him of you in your absence.

Some of it he purchases solely for you to wear for him and him alone, to put on a show for him. Sure, it’ll get torn off shortly after, but John can’t deny that you look like a present wrapped up just for him to unravel, to ravage.

Clothes, jewellery, accessories, shoes; he watches you wear them out and about. Something about seeing you wearing things he’s bought for you sends him feral — the fact that you’re drenched in his wealth while nobody else knows what lies beneath the surface. Beneath the layers of satin and silk and silver are the remnants of the night before. Teethmarks, bruises, scratches; the etchings of hours of pure, uninterrupted love-making. Breathless confessions, promises of a life together where you don’t have to hide your love.

Every outfit, every coat, is the disguise for many a night more.

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another-lost-mc · 1 year

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When They Go Down on You Headcanons | THE DEMON BROTHERS 1.9k words | NSFW | afab!Reader | Smutty Content warnings: Typical demon possessiveness, mentions of teasing and overstimulation, demon forms mentioned (Lucifer, Leviathan), marking (Satan), 69 mentioned (Belphegor) A/N: Read [Part 2 - The Dateables] HERE

LUCIFER

Lucifer grins wickedly with satisfaction when he lays you on his sheets, positioning your legs over his shoulders so your soft thighs can squeeze against him while he feasts on you. His hands massage the fat of your hips, your belly, and your breasts, desperate to touch you as much as possible. He traces the shape of his name around your clit with his tongue, over and over again, until you're completely spent, throat hoarse and body trembling beneath him.

Sometimes you think he knows you better than you know yourself; he's slow and soft some days, and other times he's ravenous. You run your fingers through his hair lazily when you sigh, content with the slow, syrupy pleasure that seeps through you. Or, you arch your back and grasp his sheets, your cries pitching higher as hot, aching need builds between your legs. He thinks your pleasure is beautiful, and he swears he can come untouched from listening to the sounds he draws from you.

If you dare to look down your body where he rests between your legs, all you can see are his ruby eyes blazing into yours. Even if you close your eyes, you can't possibly forget who’s devouring you like a demon starved. You can hear the loud, wet sounds when he mouths against you. Occasionally, his black wings spread out behind him and snap with the tension of holding himself back, his own desire for you building in him like an inferno. He must be patient; he wants you to come on his tongue alone, over and over again, before he fills you with his cock. He’s going to give you everything you beg him for, because he’s the only one that can truly satisfy you.

MAMMON

Mammon doesn’t care when, or how, or who’s on top - the hunger for you burns inside him, and even the smallest, most innocent gestures you make throughout the day send his mind reeling. He has to be creative because when he craves you, he doesn’t have patience to find a bed, or even a flat surface. He’ll take you on the hood of his car, over the sofa in the living room, or against a wall. Today, his bedroom door will have to do.

As soon as his door closes he’s crowding you against it, dropping to his knees and prying open your thighs so he can bury his face against you. He groans when he traces your slit through your clothes and he can already feel how soaked you are for him. He mutters insincere apologies if he rips something, yanking your clothes down just enough to get to your bare skin. He can’t wait anymore.

He buries his face against your mound, fingers spreading your folds wide so he can swipe his tongue across your pretty hole and spread the sweet slick up around your clit. He moans greedily when your fingers tangle in his hair and you scratch your nails along his scalp. His hands hold you steady when your thighs buckle; he’ll always be there to catch you when you fall.

LEVIATHAN

When Leviathan wants to go down on you, you lay down on the soft pillows inside his tub and spread your legs to give him plenty of room. He wasn’t a virgin when you met him, but he was a little shy and awkward in the beginning of your relationship. You wanted to let him have as much control as possible, to give him the space to explore your body while giving him an easy way to pull back and stop if he got overwhelmed. You figured letting him lay - or kneel - between your legs was the best way to do that.

What you didn’t anticipate was that he would grow addicted to having this kind of power over you. He’s sloppy when he licks at your folds and sucks on your clit, and when you whimper his name, he fills your needy hole with two thick fingers. He wraps his tail around your leg to keep you from moving too much - he has you exactly where he wants you. When you come on his tongue - loudly, with your back arching against him - he leans forward crashes his lips against yours in a frenzied kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue while his tail creeps slowly up the inside of your thighs, teasing the empty space where his fingers used to be.

SATAN

Satan wants to take his time with you, but sometimes it's easier said than done. His love can burn hot and fast, like his rage often does, and it consumes you. When his mind is cloudy with the anger that churns deep within him, his ministrations are fast and sloppy and desperate, his fingers pumping in and out of you while he sucks bruises into your thighs. Once he's satisfied you're marked properly, he replaces his fingers with his tongue. When you're finally spent, you try to clench your thighs closed, weak and trembling from his attentions. His hands keep you still so he can spread your legs open even wider. He loves watching the way your folds grow slick and creamy every time he makes you come; he needs to see for himself that you're truly satisfied.

As much as the devilish side of him enjoys the sound of your wails while he’s tongue-deep inside you, he also likes to be slow and deliberate. Sometimes he wants pleasure to wash over you gently like a wave coming onto shore. He flicks the hood of your clit with the tip of his tongue, teasing you at first with pressure that's not quite enough and not quite where you want it. He wants to feel your body move with his as he slowly builds the sensations within you. When your whimpers and pleas grow too much for him to bear, then - only then - will he give you what you want.

ASMODEUS

Asmodeus is insatiable for you. You’ll be begging him to stop long before he’s had his fill; he can't get enough of you. He doesn’t always have the luxury of time and privacy to take you apart thoroughly and properly the way he wants to, but when he does? You’re going to be a whimpering, trembling mess by the time he’s finished.

He flops back on his bed, dragging you down with him and holding your hips while you straddle his waist. He likes to start slow, kissing your mouth softly and humming against your lips. You're so sweet. It doesn't take long for his soft, tentative kisses to become messy and passionate. It’s only the promise of what’s to come next that forces him to stop chasing the taste of your mouth. He’s still hungry for more.

He pulls your hips forward, urging you up his body so you’re straddling his face. He presses a trail of open-mouthed kisses against the insides of your thighs, and you’re already shaking with anticipation and subtly trying to grind down against his face.

By the time his lips find your clit and flicks it with his tongue, one of your hands is gripping his hair while the other is holding onto the headboard of his bed. He has an arm wrapped around your thigh to steady you; the other hand trails up your belly so he can fondle your breast and tease your nipple between his fingertips. He smiles against your folds when you moan his name, and only when you’re drained of pleasure - and the lower half of his face is saturated with your slick - does he finally let you go.

BEELZEBUB

Beelzebub's hunger for you drives him to distraction more than any craving for food ever has. As much as he’d like to pull you down to the ground and dive between your thighs whenever the mood suits him, he wants you to be comfortable when he does it. He likes to kneel at your feet when you’re sitting on the edge of your bed, or his bed, or the sofa, or the workout bench in the gym - anywhere he can make himself cozy between your legs and worship you with his mouth the way you deserve.

He tries to savor you, teasing both of you with the last bit of self control he has. He kisses your thighs and breathes in the scent of your arousal like it's ambrosia. He loves the way you run your fingers through his hair and you hum when he touches you, gently at first, like you’re something precious to him. It’s not long before his restraint inevitably crumbles. He runs his finger along your folds, nearly drooling at the sight of creamy slick that coats his fingertip. He dips his finger into your entrance, and you can’t help but stare into his eyes when he brings it to his mouth and licks it clean.

His eyes darken at the taste of you, and the low growl in his throat is your last warning. He leans forward and pulls your body to him so he can drag his tongue along your folds and around your clit. He sucks the delicate skin between his lips and groans with his own satisfaction when you shudder. His hands on your hips encourage you to grind against his face. You’re a literal feast for his senses; all he can feel is your warm, plush thighs holding him in place while he savors the taste of you on his tongue.

BELPHEGOR

Belphegor lays back on a pile of pillows on his bed in the attic so you can straddle his waist, and he crooks his finger at you to scoot a little closer. He nudges you to turn around and your mouth just so happens to hover over his hard, weeping cock. When he grabs your hips and pulls you down towards his smirk, he makes it seem like he’s doing you a favour. His bratty ruse only lasts for so long, though. He teases your clit with lazy, open-mouthed kisses and slow drags of his tongue along your folds. He moans against you when he feels the vibrations of your pleased, muffled sounds around his cock.

Even though he enjoys the silky glide of your lips around him and the way your tongue circles the tip of his cock, what he really loves is to see you lose control. It doesn't take long before you give up altogether and let him slip from your mouth so you can moan in earnest. (He knows you'll return the favour later.)

He focuses on flicking his tongue against your entrance, encouraging you to rock back against his mouth so he's even closer . He doesn't stop until you make more of those gorgeous sounds for him. He wants you to feel how greedy he is when he laps at your hole and dips his tongue inside, teasing your fluttering walls with a hint of what’s to come later. He wants you to hear the obscene, squelching sounds as he laps at your slick like he’s starving for it. He wants you to hear the wet sounds his tongue makes when he circles your clit before he sucks on it just right.

After you ride out the aftershocks and squirm out of his grip, he lays back with a sigh. He waits for you to you turn around and when you finally face him, eyes bright and glazed over, he smacks his lips so he can watch you get flustered all over again.

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wcvensouls-archive · 9 months

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cha joohyuk : adhd .

when he was a kid, joohyuk was always very hyper and distracted, finding it hard to focus on anything that he had no interest in. one of his teachers at one point brought it up to his parents that they suspected he might have adhd, but they didn't seem to believe it or think it was the case, instead just focusing on keeping him busy with different activities. he was never properly diagnosed with it or has ever tried any medication to deal with it, but it is something that is still present — and mostly presents itself with fidgeting ( usually with his rings and bracelet or anything else that he can have in his hands nearby ) and the inability to control his focus.

#cha joohyuk : about .#beneath the surface : headcanons .#i was gonna get more in depth but i dont have the brain power rn so #just tossing this out there for now

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wcvensouls · 6 months

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seo joonwoong & gan daehyun & roh yeonghwan : disbandment & reunion .

when syn:energy disbanded, all three of them had already established their solo careers or were starting to, so, while they were all active, they remained in touch as much as they possibly could. however, when daehyun announced his hiatus, which ended up lasting roughly two years, he simply disappeared, as he felt very strongly the need to pull himself away from everything relating to his idol life before, including the friends he cherished deeply. joonwoong and yeonghwan both respected that, despite very much worrying for him and trying to find out anything they could about what he was doing. it wasn't easy to do so, however, since he was no longer active on any social media either — at least not on his official ones.

when daeseong, daehyun's younger brother, debuted with his first group, yeonghwan ended up running into him on shows and things of the sort and asked him about how his sibling was doing. daeseong gave general and vague answers, knowing daehyun had chosen to isolate himself — and because they had also sadly grown distant at that time, even if they would see each other back at home on occasion.

when the survival show started and 4fusion debuted, both joonwoong and yeonghwan were keeping up with it and rooting for daehyun, but they had yet to have a chance to talk to him again. at this point, it was almost a little awkward, as if neither of them knew how to approach each other. the opportunity only came months later, when the final line up was already established and promoting their songs. joonwoong was on a music show promoting his newest solo at the same time as 4fusion, while yeonghwan was doing his job as mc of said show.

at first, none of them truly acknowledged each other due to awkwardness, but, when it was time for everyone to come to the center of the stage to hear the winner of the day, yeonghwan couldn't help going a little bit rogue. he was the one to bring up the fact that it was the first time that three members of syn:energy were back on stage together, even if doing their own projects — and, as he did so, he called out both joonwoong and daehyun to come closer. albeit they hesitated for a moment, they ended up doing just that. unable to help himself, joonwoong smiled and ruffled daehyun's hair, saying that he was proud of him. that little interaction was what they needed to break the ice and, not even five minutes later, they were hugging each other on stage as everyone else watched. by the time they finally pulled away, fans could swear they saw daehyun's eyes well up with tears, as all three of them became clearly a bit emotional — and that was the catalyst for the rumors and requests for the group's reunion to happen, which they later finally responded to.

#gan daehyun : about .#seo joonwoong : about .#roh yeonghwan : about .#bond: syn:energy .#beneath the surface : headcanons .#sweet dreams : queue .

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food for Miyuki?

how spicy is the food, generally?

Not at all spicy, it's more savory.

what foods from my muse’s culture do they eat most?

Ramen in Saboyuki. More like she is stuck eating that often when Sabo comes to visit. She does introduce Sabo to some other noodle soups, though I can't see him liking soba.

She likes a lot of food from her culture, eats it within five minutes, and wants some more. She is essentially a cat and shark. ._.

A favorite she shares with me is kitsune udon or soba. The tofu is cooked so the outside looks like a fox's pelt. In all of my anime, I've seen mostly kitsune serving it, so I think it's a seasonal dish. My favorite restaurant stopped serving it... It's so good though.

which foods do they eat the least? which do they dislike?

Fish testicle sushi. They hate it. It smells weird. She cannot wait for it to pass on the conveyor belt at the sushi bar... Would she try to make someone else eat it? Yes, for the shits and giggles.

is there an ingredient traditionally used for multiple dishes?

Yes, I forgot the correct name for it, but it is a cooking rice wine that is used. I think it's either mirin or kirin, and it boosts the flavoring of a meal.

are there any dishes from my muse’s culture they know how to make?

One Piece-- Miyuki knows tamagoyaki and won't burn nearly everything in sight. Obey Me and other fandom verses for Miyuki, yes there is, and she can make bento. However, I don't see her as the cook of a pairing or friendship squad. Knowing her, she'll get resentful if she's constantly the only one cooking...

Miyuki can be immature in this manner. I apologize on her behalf. Her favorite to make is onigiri cause she just has to refrigerate it and take it out, cut some vegetables, and boom, she's done. She is ready to party or to train, and if your muse isn't well... she's got the zoomies...

In a vampire au, she would add a dash of blood to her meals. Since she can go out in the daylight, I can probably see her wave at some vampire slayers. Smh.

#『miyuki headcanons』🌙🌊「secrets of the moon」#『miyuki asks』🌙🌊「answers lie beneath the surface」#『miyuki』✴vindicated rusalka

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