#enjoy and stay tuned for part 3! c:

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Comte’s Drama CD: Track Two, An Extraordinarily Elegant Awakening

All right, I gotta preface this one with the content warning that it is so domestic fluff it may induce cardiac arrest. I haven’t recovered and it’s been like two months, so take that as you will. The title is pretty self explanatory on this one, in that it’s basically a morning between Comte and MC, and he brings her breakfast in bed.

I will say this one is less meta only because I spent most of it squealing and/or hiding my face in glee LMAO. I’m weak to the man of my dreams, sue me Additionally most of it is just Comte being so on brand of like: “share my time with MC with others????? In my me????? It’s less likely than you think--” That also includes being the most doting and affectionate husband ever, which is the only kind of energy I want in my life. (It keeps making me think of that post that goes something like “goth husbands who are hopelessly in love with their wives is the only vibe I enjoy in hetero couples.”)

Anywho, enjoy the translation and fangirling beneath the cut! I put the sound effects in brackets, because leaving them out felt criminal to Comte stans everywhere~

Mm…morning already…

My dear lover… (HE SAYS ITOSHII WAAAAAAAH)

[chuckle]...You’re still dreaming

…you look awfully happy and cozy. I wonder what kind of dream you’re having?

[giggle] Since your lips are smiling, it must be a nice dream.

Just looking at you is enough to fill me with delight too…

Besides, I can’t help but think I’m the only one who gets to see this cute sleeping face. Just a few more minutes…

Literally what more can be said than him being the sweetest man alive. The affection????? Wants her all to himself as much as possible????? Just waking up to her beside him is enough to make him overjoyed?????? Anybody got some tissues sobsob I just love him sm 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[kiss sound] To witness this kind of defenseless position is a lover’s privilege alone… (👀)

Since that wasn’t enough to wake you up, I’ll do it again… [kiss sound]

…Oh, [giggle] did you wake up?

Are you awake, princess…? (ohimesama) Good morning~ [kiss sound]

Haha, a good morning kiss was enough to make you blush…you’re so adorable.

With such a sweet greeting, you’ll make me want to do it over and over again.

Okay but I gotta tell y’all. I was re-listening to see if there was anything else I wanted to convey and like. The way his voice is a little sleepy and wispy at the beginning, just super content/relaxed/indulging. Then she wakes up and you can just hear the YAYAYAYAYAYAY SHE’S AWAKE. OKAY, BE CHARMING PERFECT LOVER I WANNA SEE HER BLUSH AAAAAAAAA, and I just. That’s so adorable???? I’m dying????

He’s so playful and giddy????? So many kisses????? Excited for her to wake up????? It’s so bad for my heart???? Truly nobody does romance like them, 11/10 I gleefully kick my feet every time I listen to it. Damn, me too MC, if I woke up to that every morning I would be error 404 shut down blush constantly

Also that first line. For lack of better words to describe my thoughts, BOW CHICKA WOW WOW. But more seriously I do love how much he prizes and respects the vulnerability that’s shared between lovers. This isn’t the first indication of it by far, but something about the deep value he places in intimacy and sincerity shared between them hits different in the best way. I guess, as a pretty serious and sensitive person myself, I can’t help but appreciate the same sentiments reflected in him.

[many, many kisses] Well, if you wanted a deeper kiss, of course I’m happy to oblige…now, what do you want to do? [seductive whisper, Horie-san have mercy]

I’m sorry. Don’t turn away, I won’t tease you anymore (THE WAY HE INSTANTLY BACKTRACKS. WHEN I TELL YOU I WHEEZED AND THEN COOED)

…I’m sorry for being mean. (STOP I’M YELLING THE PLEADING, HONEY YOU DID NOTHING WRONG. I CAN FEEL THE DROOPING DOG EARS)

I don’t mean to make excuses…but I can’t help but think you’re the cutest. (that is the best excuse ever, and in the sexiest pout voice imaginable, you are forgiven)

Now that you’re awake, let’s have breakfast soon…I know, would you like to have breakfast in bed?

[chuckle] Well...because I still want to have you all to myself. [kiss sound, more sultry murmur] It’s okay once in a while, isn’t it?

I can’t get over how fast he’s like masaka when she turns around because she’s overwhelmed by his teasing, it’s so funny to me. She’s not mad, Comte!!! You’re just too powerful!!! Have mercy, she's just a human woman!!!! And not only that, he tells her two seconds later he wants her all to himself. When I say he has me by the throat, figuratively ofc because SOMEBODY keeps his fangs to himself--

If that’s the case…I’ll get breakfast ready then.

You should stay in bed a little longer, I’ll be right back.

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Is it alright if I come in?

Sorry for the delay, I’ve brought you breakfast.

A freshly baked baguette, and omelets from Sebastian--

and our favorite morning teas, of course.

It’s a special breakfast for an exceptionally elegant morning.

Okay the way I snickered when he mentioned the baguette, the man really do be like “world cold and sad, baguette warm and soft.” Is this part of why he’s obsessed with MC’s thighs?

Come on over and eat. I’ll feed you, so open wide.

We’ll start with the omelet…it was just finished, so we’ll have to cool it down first.

[He’s blowing on it lmfao]

[laughter] There’s no need to be embarrassed, is there? It’s just me and you here. Come now, don’t be shy…

[chuckle]….That’s a good girl. Yes, aaah…

[laughter]…Ah, I’m sorry. You just look so pleased to eat it, I can’t help but wonder.

You taught me that smiles can even emerge in such everyday moments. (the fondness in his voice I 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

Yes, next time I’ll feed you potage…aaah (OPPORTUNIST Ò//Ó)

…is it good? Haha, [BOYISH LAUGHTER SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP] that’s good. I’m glad you like it.

I can’t believe I get to see your happy face this close first thing in the morning…I think today will be a good day.

I’ve specially planned our day together today, so I hope you enjoy it.

…let’s have a great day together, shall we? [kiss sound]

Honestly MC deserves more credit for not imploding on the spot, I know I’m not strong enough to be faced with all that and not literally become the PANIK meme. I love him more than life itself but that does not mean I’m ready to be doted on--

I have to say though, I really am touched by relationships that are built on little, day-to-day pleasures like this. The way he’s just happy to share mundane things with her, that every day together is a gift. The idea that her smile is enough, that he simply loves to be with her and look after her. Every time Comte manages to far exceed my expectations. (KING OUR EXPECTATIONS WERE ON THE FLOOR AND Y E T--) Well played, monsieur, well played. I concede defeat 👑

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp comte #ikevamp saint germain #ikevamp translations #fangdad propaganda #literally every time i read through the transcript i made i have to lie down #like??????? hello???????? #the man is just full to bursting with affection #it's a wonder i haven't developed more cavities #and his laughter??????? #he's so cute idfk how im supposed to cope ashfjkdlgfdhjflsdhkjkhjdfg #so many kisses too **covers face** #ive always been a big fan of getting cozy in bed and lazy mornings so this was devastatingly on brand for me #if you'll excuse me ill be sitting here and wondering when my time will come #comte out here worried about mc dying when one day he will be the c a u s e SMFH #enjoy and stay tuned for part 3! c:

[lxkeee]

MY LOVE, IS MINE ALL MINE

—PART SIX

Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Fallen Angel! Fem! Reader

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Warnings: none

Notes: sorry it took awhile^^" this is a long chapterr and Happy Valentine's day everyone<3

Word count: 2.5k

PART ONE | PART FIVE | PART SEVEN

It has been two days since [y/n] started living with Lucifer in the palace of hell that is located in the pride circle. It's awkward to say the least, it has been years since... Well, they spent time with each other.

Lucifer on the other hand is very overprotective over her, making sure she's alright even though she has already fully healed herself.

Both fallen angels spent most of their time just talking and catching up with one another. Lucifer shared to her what happened with his marriage and [y/n] sharing to him what happened to her in heaven when he was gone and she also told him about her time at the hotel with Charlie.

Currently the two are in the living room of the palace, Lucifer's head on [y/n]'s lap as she plays with his hair. Fingers weaving through silky blond locks, soft against her fingertips. Lucifer's eyes are closed as he enjoys the sensation of her fingers running through his hair and massaging his scalp. He misses this so much, it brought back a sense of deja vu to him. Reminding him of the past where he and [y/n] would just be lying down on the clouds, cloud gazing while she plays with his hair and his head on her lap. Lucifer wonders what his life would be if he chose to stay in heaven and didn't break any rules. Would he have been happy with [y/n]? Lucifer mentally asked himself, realizing the thought made his cheeks warmed up.

[Y/n] raises an eyebrow as she watches the man shake his head to himself, laughing quietly to herself.

“What's got you thinking? I just saw you physically disagree with whatever thought you just had.” [y/n] says with a small chuckle, looking down on him. Strands of her hair falling off from her ear where she tucked them, silk like [h/c] locks caressing Lucifer's cheeks. Lucifer looks up and sees her gazing at him, curiosity in her eyes, her hair framing her face perfectly. She looked absolutely divine. Wait a minute, since when did he start looking at his best friend through heart shaped pink colored glasses?!

The realization made his jaw drop, [y/n] getting more confused as she placed her fingers underneath his chin to close his mouth again.

“Now I am really curious what's going on inside that head of yours.” [y/n] mutters, her hand had stopped playing with his hair moments ago.

Lucifer shakes his head, “It is nothing, just... Hell stuff...” he says awkwardly with a laugh, his fingers pulling his collar as it suddenly felt too tight around his neck.

[Y/n] looked at him with her eyebrow still raised but eventually sighs, deciding not to push him to say whatever is bothering him. “Whatever you say, Lu.” she says softly and the comfortable silence falls between them once more. [Y/n] humming a tune while she plays with his hair once more while Lucifer was having an internal conflict.

“It has been awhile since I've last visited the hotel, how about we go and see how the others are?” [y/n] murmurs softly, Lucifer opens his eyes to look at her. His red eyes dilated as he gazed up at her, a soft look on his face. He grins at her, showing her that toothy smile that she loves.

“What a wonderful idea, we should visit them!” Lucifer grins, excited to see his daughter again. Although, not really thrilled in seeing the other sinners. Especially that radio demon. He knows that the bastard would try to pull something that will annoy him.

Lucifer sighs once more, [y/n] wondering what got him to change his mood again. At this point she got used to it.

Sitting up, leaving the comfort of her lap. He sat and faced her, seeing her hair falling into her face, he gently tucks it behind her ear.

The two stared at each other a few seconds before quickly avoiding each other's gazes. Cheeks heating up.

“... Right, we should visit them right now” Lucifer says, clearing his throat awkwardly and [y/n] turns to look at him once more.

“Like... Right now..?” She asked with a raised eyebrow and he nodded.

[Y/n] clears her throat, trying to calm her fast beating heart. She expected this, her buried feelings now unraveling like petals of a newly bloomed flower.

Awkward...

Lucifer coughs awkwardly, turning around to look at her, “If you're ready, we can go right now...?” he suggested and [y/n] looked at him, slightly in deep thought.

“Can you give me some time to prepare something? I want to bring something to them when we visit.” [y/n] says softly and Lucifer sighed but gave her a gentle toothy smile.

“Alright.”

[Y/n] decided to use Lucifer's kitchen, the king of hell watching her as he leans against the door frame, admiring her figure as she puts on an apron. [Y/n] approaches him, turning around for her back to face him. The ties of the apron are still not tied.

Lucifer smiled and his hand gently worked with the ties of the apron, tying it securely. “I missed eating your cookies, I remember you used to bake me duck shaped cookies.” he says, nostalgia evident in his voice.

[Y/n] chuckles softly, remembering the memories. “Indeed, you often helped me when I baked.” she says and he smiled, turning around as he too wore an apron, [y/n] tying the ties of the apron.

With a flick of his fingers, Lucifer summoned the ingredients they needed. [Y/n]'s eyes sparkled in awe as she sees the ingredients now on the counter.

The two fallen angels began working on the sweets they planned on making, moving around the pristine kitchen. Working together side by side. Lucifer was tasked with whisking the dry ingredients with the wet ingredients. [Y/n] behind him, looming over his smaller body, her hand on his waist while her other hand held his hand that was holding the whisk. Guiding him on how to whisk it.

‘Goodness, she's so close.’ Lucifer thought nervously. His ears felt unbelievably warm.

“Just like that, good.” she murmurs, against his ears. Oh god, he feels like he's about to pass out.

Suddenly he's very hyper aware. He could feel the softness of her skin against his, her hair occasionally caressing his neck as she leans on his shoulder. The hand on his waist, the hand on his waist, the hand on hIS WAIST. Suddenly he could feel how hot his body was, his heart beating so erratically against his ribcage.

“Lu? Are you okay? You seem spaced out...” [y/n] says worriedly as she noticed the man seemed to freeze while whisking.

[Y/n]'s facial expression softens, admiring the man in front of her. He still looked beautiful as the day she lost him.

Removing her hand from his wrist, that hand gently cupped his cheek. Breaking him out of his thoughts, jumping slightly.

“Jesus... You surprised me.” He sighs, placing a hand over his chest to calm his fast beating heart. The golden organ beating against his ribcage.

[Y/n]'s eyes soften, “You spaced out for a second, I got worried.” she says softly, brushing away the strands of blond hair away from his face that was beginning to fall into his face.

“Are you okay?” she asked him worriedly and he gave her a gentle smile, nodding.

“I am alright, I was just... Thinking...” he answers, voice gentle. He wouldn't tell her that he was thinking about her. How he was basically thinking about her touch.

“If you say so...” she says hesitantly and they eventually return to baking.

They just made the classic chocolate cookies and also baked an apple pie.

They arranged the cookies and placed them into two rectangular boxes, they made enough for the hotel crew. [Y/n] carefully placed the apple pie on the cake container, allowing it to cool down first.

The two decided to change into a cleaner set of clothes as the ones they were wearing were dirtied when they were baking.

Lucifer gifted her clothes of course, she has her own room, a few doors away from his.

[Y/n] decided to wear a cute dress that was on her wardrobe, slipping it over her body. Applying some light makeup on her face. Grabbing a brush, her hand gently moving as she began to brush her hair.

After changing and meeting up in the living room, the two fallen angels didn't notice that they accidentally matched color schemes with their outfits.

Lucifer wore his usual white suit with red accents while [y/n] wore a white with red accents short dress that reaches her knees.

[Y/n] decided to carry the two boxes of cookies they've made, though, Lucifer wanted to be the one to carry it but the woman insisted as he would be the one to teleport them to the hotel.

Lucifer sighs but gives her an understanding smile, placing his arm behind her back and allowing his hand to rest on her waist. The action caught the woman off guard as she could feel heat creeping up to her cheeks.

Lucifer didn't notice how that simple action could fluster her so much, he thought it was nothing as he only wanted to make sure she teleports with him.

With a snap of his fingers, sparkling red smoke covered their bodies. The scenery of the palace's living room morphs as they teleport, now, they're in front of the Hazbin Hotel front doors.

Charlie was just discussing with the gang about what they're planning to do once Adam and the exorcists will come. Their attention was diverted as knocks were heard on the doors of the hotel.

“Oooh new guests?” Angel Dust says with a smirk, lying on his stomach as he lies on the couch, taking up the entire space.

Alastor was just grinning as he sat on the cushioned chair, Niffty sitting on his shoulders and playing with his hair.

Vaggie was sitting at the bar area with Husk still bartending. Sir Pentious was sitting with them too. The egg boys are just walking around.

Charlie's eyes sparkled, walking to the front door. Opening it to see her dad and... [Y/n]...?!

“Charlieee!” Lucifer greeted as he immediately hugged the girl, [y/n] laughing softly behind them.

Angel Dust looked at Husk, wondering if he saw the same thing as him.

The two fallen angels looked like they were matching outfits. Angel Dust gave them a smirk, in which the two fallen angels were confused why.

“Dad?! I didn't know you were going to visit? And Miss [y/n] I am glad to see you again.” Charlie smiled and approached the woman in which the older woman hugged the girl.

“[y/n] here wanted to visit and I thought why not? Also, we brought cookies! We baked them!” Lucifer says proudly, a grin on his face. [Y/n] laughs softly as she hands the two boxes to Charlie, in which the girl excitedly and happily accepts. “Really? Thank you so much!” Charlie says excitedly.

Charlie gave the two fallen angels a look before giving her dad a knowing smirk, Lucifer was confused.

The two fallen angels looked at each other and shrugged, not knowing what that was about. The two eventually went inside the hotel, closing the doors behind them.

[Y/n] was immediately pulled into the group, the hotel crew missing her. Lucifer smiles as he sits on the bar stool, admiring how she interacted with the others. No one is stupid, they can literally see the lovestruck look the King of Hell is giving the female fallen angel, they can literally see his dilated pupils. Charlie sat beside him, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

“What?” Lucifer deadpans, confused why his daughter is looking at him like that. Tearing his gaze away from his best friend.

Charlie nudges him, “You liked her don't you?” she teases him, Lucifer could feel his cheeks heat up once more.

“Me?! I think it's a little too early?” he says hesitantly and Charlie just gave him a raised eyebrow, clearly not believing him.

Husk scoffs behind the counter as he continues to wipe the glass, “Yeah, no one is believing that. We can literally see you giving her heart eyes and you two even looked like you guys are matching clothes.” Husk says nonchalantly and Lucifer had to double check his outfit and [y/n]'s.

They indeed looked like they were matching outfits.

Husk and Charlie could see the circles of Lucifer's cheeks redden even more. The king of hell was leaning his head against the counter, burying his face on his arm as he used it as a pillow, “It was a coincidence.” he explained and Husk just scoffs and chuckles.

“I think it's too early...” Lucifer murmurs, he doesn't want to admit it but he's scared of what Charlie will think. Will she think that he's replacing her mother?

Charlie's eyes soften, she places a hand on his shoulder for comfort. “You love her don't you? Long before I even existed and you still do and I think you shouldn't deny it dad. It's not healthy.” she murmurs softly and Lucifer sighs.

Charlie smiled softly at him, “If you're afraid of my opinion about this, I think you should go for it dad... I want you to be happy and Miss [y/n] seems to be a nice woman...” she says softly as she looks at the woman smiling with Sir Pentious and the egg boys as they ate the cookies that she and her dad brought. Charlie doesn't mind calling [y/n] her step mom. She already sees her like a mother figure already.

Lucifer's eyes softened, sparkling.

“You better shoot your shot, I think you're not the only one interested in her.” Husk says emotionlessly, gesturing behind Lucifer. The king of hell turned around and he could feel his eye twitch as Alastor gave him a smirk as the radio demon twirled the woman while she laughed.

Husk knows Alastor isn't interested, sure, the radio demon sees the woman more as a companion. He just needed to help this pathetic man they call a king to make a move.

Lucifer's sharp nails slightly graze the wooden counter in annoyance.

Charlie nudges him again, breaking his focus from the scene.

“Besides, I won't mind calling her mom. I won't replace my birth mother of course but Miss [y/n] is like a mom to me too. Allow yourself to be happy, dad.” Charlie says softly, smiling at her father.

Lucifer could feel himself get flustered at the idea. Him, Charlie, and [y/n] as a family. It doesn't sound so bad. It sounds amazing actually.

“Soon... I want to make sure that I am ready...” Lucifer says softly, his eyes looking at the woman who was happily conversing with a certain arachnid, chuckling softly as he notices her getting flustered. It might be because of what the arachnid has said to her.

Charlie smiled and nodded, “Take your time dad. You have all the time in the world.” she says softly and he nodded in agreement, “Indeed...”

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Can you maybe write a NSFW alphabet for Adam? You don't have to if you don't wanna but I'd LOVE to see it >_< <3

ADAM NSFW ALPHABET

WARNINGS: General NSFW Content, Swearing

A/N: First request done! Hope you all enjoy, I have alotttt of Adam requests so stay tuned!

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

Adam doesn’t go all out when it comes to after care, he’s all about the pleasure aspect of sex, the most he’d be doing after sex giving you some kisses and a few compliments, he wouldn’t help clean you up though. (He likes it messy.)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His dick. Literally doesn’t shut up about it. Even when you two are going at it he’s talking about it, stuff like “how does it feel to be fucked by the original dick, baby?”

But you though? Depends on your genitals, if you have a vagina then yeah, that’s his favourite thing about you, because if he isn’t talking about his dick then he’s probably talking about vaginas. If you don’t have one, then it definitely be your ass.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Like I said, he likes it messy, specially likes you messy. I’m talking cumming on your face, your chest, basically you in general he’s down to make a mess of.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Adam will never admit he has a praise kink (but god is it so obvious) He’ll gloat about how amazing and sexy he is when he’s pounding into you because deep down he wants to to agree with him. (If you feed into that, you’re in for a treat)

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

Adam has had two wives and even after those ships sailed, he’s been fucking around since the creation of earth, anything you could think of doing in bed with him, he’s probably done.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He frequently changes the positions of you two when you’re going at it, but missionary is definitely one of the many he uses more often than some.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Let me just say, this man could be saying some of the most dirty talk to you and then break out in laughter at the slightest thing. If you are sensitive or loud in bed he’ll probably chuckle at your reactions, in a ‘wow this is amusing and hot at the same time’ kind of way and not an asshole type of way (for once.)

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps his lower regions relatively short, he’s just too lazy to keep trimming his body hair all the time, plus he’s the original dick after all! In his eyes, literally no one can compare to him, regardless of the physical aspects.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He isn’t too focused on the intimacy aspect of sex, he’s definitely just focused on pleasure, but he does consider your pleasure aswell! He’ll ask you if your enjoying it, etc (he definitely doesn’t want you to praise him, definitely not)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This man has a high sex drive, I’m talking DAILY and if you’re not available whenever the mood strikes then he’s gotta take matters into his own hands, literally. He’ll definitely bitch and moan about it to you after, saying you have to make it up to him (he’s definitely secretly self conscious of you not being satisfied with him, regarding sex and your relationship, so make sure to calm the man child down so he doesn’t jump to conclusions)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Exposition, he absolutely loves attention and what’s a better way to get attention than sex? If you’re in a serious relationship, he probably wouldn’t be too keen on fucking you in-front of people but he loves the feeling of knowing someone could walk in on you at any moment (of course if anyone did see specifically you naked, he’d at the very least incinerate them)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Definitely on his bed, his number one priority is pleasure, so if he’s doing it anywhere, then it’s gonna be somewhere that at least has cushions.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Like I said, high sex drive. He gets in the mood very quickly. Wearing clothing that’s a bit too tight so it really shows off your body? He’s got a boner. Bend over to grab something? He’s already hauling both your asses to the nearest bed.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He absolutely will not bottom, he needs to be in control at all times and it’s not that he doesn’t trust you to do that with you but he cannot push past letting someone other than himself taking the lead when it comes to intercourse.

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

Adam definitely wouldn’t complain either way. Having you on your knees, sucking his cock? If he wasn’t already in heaven, he would’ve ascended there by now! He’s also very very good with his tongue, so whichever part he’s going at, trust me, you’re in for a good time.

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

Fast and rough is his middle name, he can spend some other time doing gentle shit with you whenever he doesn’t want to pound you into his mattress (which isn’t a lot..)

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

With such a high sex drive while having important duties as an angel, quickies are very frequent with you two. Most commonly in the morning before he has to be productive before lute breaks into his home or during lunch where he can slip away.

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

Anything you can think of doing with him, Adam has probably tried it, he doesn’t mind most kinks, as long as he gets plenty of pleasure out of it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

If you two aren’t short for time, he averages a good three rounds, but after the third round he’s definitely having a nap, not because he’s exhausted but because he’s actually got all his pent up energy out and gets super relaxed that he can help but fall asleep

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

He’s definitely the type of person to say “why would you need toys when you’ve got me?”. It’s many because he worries about not being enough for you and also he just can’t comprehend why you’d need a dildo when you have the original dick??

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he loves to tease you, especially if you’re being bratty, he’d say stuff like “aww.. where’s the attitude from earlier go, sweetheart? Don’t tell me I’ve fucked it all out of you already, I’m just getting started.”

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

He’s definitely loud, wants everyone to know how good he feels and the word shame is not in his dictionary. As for sounds, he’s definitely a grunt and/or swearing kind of guy.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

100% has nipple piercings, and will try his hardest to pretend to be unfazed by you playing with them. (It’s genuinely so obvious that it isn’t even embarrassing, it’s just funny)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Adam’s dick is 7.7 inches (yes he measured it exactly to the decimals) so whenever you’re talking about his dick, which is frequent, he will remind you of this fact

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

Like ive been saying this entire alphabet, sex drive = high. You could even compare him to a rabbit but it’s a pretty close draw

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If you two go at it for awhile, he’ll sleep like a baby but if it’s just one round or a quickie, he’ll probably have more energy afterwards compared to when he started

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PILE 1 COLLECTIVE

This is a person who is a lover of the arts! You may meet them in an artistic environment (think art class, concert, museum, etc.) or they’ll just enjoy visiting those places and have a knack for creative talents. They also seem to be a people person who is a smooth talker and has a very strong aura. They like to entertain and make people feel relaxed, which could inspire them to host a lot of parties or be an active member of their community. For some, the person coming into your life will be a part of the LGBTQ+ community or advocate for such causes. This person will have a romantic purpose for most of you, but some may choose to keep this connection as a lighthearted friendship or FWB. You may feel slightly reluctant to take them seriously because of how carefree and popular they are. They will be comforting, but some of you could feel like you’re just another person under their spell and may become resistant to these romantic feelings as a result. It’s important to mention this person‘s energy feels very sincere. They want to cater to you and can often struggle with people pleasing tendencies.

~ miscellaneous: blueberries. the color blue. a coquette aesthetic. whicker baskets. white snocks + sneakers. aries, capricorn, taurus placements (tons of cardinal energy). piercings. hair parted to the side. ripped jeans. a laugh that sounds like a scoff/sarcastic humor.

PILE 2 COLLECTIVE

For most of pile 2, the person coming into your life soon is a platonic feminine around your age. Their personality is very peppy, organized, empathetic, hardworking, and sensual. You will meet this person through school, work, mutuals, or shared goals. They seem to be a lover of animals as well so they may have pets or easily connect with them. The two of you will bond over music and the type of people you aspire to become in the future. They’ll make you feel lighthearted and bring out a more extroverted side to you. You may have moments where you let them put stickers or makeup on you just to have something silly to do together. For the people who have a feminine energy coming in, they may also be skilled in things like speech & debate, reading long/foreign novels (especially russian), playing chess — something traditional and academic. This person is an avid lover of film, especially vintage or historical ones. They could be multilingual or come from a different culture than your own. It’s clear that the two of you will never run out of things to talk about, making it seem like you finally found your perfect mental match!

~ miscellaneous: blonde hair. teal/blue crystals or blue eyes. the letters c, e, i, s, n, a, l, and p. scarves. whimsigoth/hippie/70s aesthetic. winter time. romeo & juliet. film major. coffee hangouts. mercury or 3h synastry.

PILE 3 COLLECTIVE

Pile 3 has an entire friend group coming into your life (multiple individuals)! Psychically, there’s a lot of overlapping conversations I’m tuning into 😅 so the people coming into your life will be a big part of your life/daily schedule. You’ll stay quite busy because of their presence in your life and may notice yourself becoming more talkative or that you all can be quite loud and rambunctious together. Parties, social events, clubs, concerts, and any other crowded environment can be relevant to how you meet these people or where you’ll spend time with them. You may notice that the group’s energy becomes more alive at night so a lot of these people could be night owls and extroverts. It’s the kind of thing where you’ll always have thousands of notifications blowing up your phone or will always have something fun to do. There’s a huge blend of masculine and feminine energies here so some people may encounter a friend group of 2-4 people whereas others will find themselves with 6-8 new people in their lives. Some of the masculine energies in the group could like to wrestle so be wary of breakables/fragile furniture that’s in their vicinity 💀. I feel that these people coming into your life will all enjoy sharing food, secrets, tips, and so on. There’s a very open and excitable vibe here so some of them may even be slightly younger than you.

~ miscellaneous: matching tattoos. karaoke. late night escapades. musicians. fire sign placements. the book everything i know about love — dolly alderton. bars. pinterest boards/pinterest aesthetics (especially for those who use it to manifest). gaming/dart boards. bets/dares.

PILE 4 COLLECTIVE

A family member will either become a bigger part of your life or start a new relationship with you entirely. For some, this will relate to a grandmother figure and/or deceased relatives watching over you/being around your energy. For others, it’s more of a mentor vibe. Older, feminines with a lot of advice and maturity to offer you. At this stage in your life, you could be feeling anxious or uncertain about your future/career. This person coming in is meant to be a support system for you during this specific transition period. They will help you to broaden your horizons, believe in your dreams/capabilities, and strengthen your willingness to take risks. If your mental health has been low, you feel like you’ve stepped out of alignment with your desires, or you’ve just been processing some heavier topics lately, this person will come in to soften those experiences while helping you to work through them. They will teach you how to validate your emotions without feeling disempowered by the weight of them. “Your depth is beauty” and they will make you into a stronger person by honoring this part of yourself.

~ miscellaneous: the barbie movie scene where she meets her creator (ruth handler). what was i made for - billie eilish. holding hands. traditional baking. words of wisdom/words of affirmation. bridges. feeling at the end of your rope when they come in. disco music. the 60s - 70s as their birth year. gardening hats. flowers.

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[hard-core-super-star]

a kiss to every scar [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: servicetop!hailee steinfeld x [inexperienced] bottom!reader

summary: hailee sets out to show you the ropes of acting on a tv show...unfortunately, your very obvious crush on her distracts her enough to stop being so professional.

warnings: smut -> no minors allowed [this is technically porn with plot but the plot isn't important; fingering [R receiving]; praise + petnames; needy hailee [yes, this deserves a warning]; technically public sex but not really [aka sex in hailee's trailer but she forgets to lock the door]; hailee being overly protective but also very horny; R is technically younger than hailee but the age gap isn't that important, the height gap is though :) [sorry to my tall peeps]]

wordcount: 2.4k

a/n: this request comes to you straight from our beloved 🧞‍♀️ anon! i tried to balance the fluff and the smut but well...you already know i always end up getting carried away. i TRIED, though. i'm going to make an announcement soon regarding writing hailee so stay tuned for that because it's going to be important. anywho, hope you enjoy <3

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You’re no stranger to surreal experiences. 

It seems like your entire life ever since being cast in your first TV role has been a series of unbelievable experiences after the other. Most of said experiences have been due to the overall excitement that comes with learning lines, going to outfit fittings, and talking through scenes with amazing directors and producers. 

However, the biggest, most surreal, of all the amazing things you’ve done has been meeting, working, and getting to know Hailee Steinfeld herself. The reasons for that are endless since you’re not only a genuine fan of her but you also have a not-so-small crush on her.

A crush that has thankfully managed to pass by undetected considering your overall awe at the work you get to do every day. It’s managed to be so undetected that you haven’t noticed how mutual the admiration that flows between the two of you actually is.

You’re not totally oblivious so you have picked up on some of the looks she sends your way and on the way she’s so adamant about helping you maneuver through the many obstacles that come with being on set all day. None of that seems like anything more than her being nice since you’re so new to a life that she’s lived for so long so you’ve never questioned it.

Plus, you like the feeling of her hand on your waist way more than you’re willing to admit to anyone. (Especially her)

Which is how you ended up getting talked into staying on set to watch Hailee finish her last scene of the day. It’s not something completely uncommon since you love watching her and the director in action but the brunette promised to buy you dinner afterward, something that’s never happened before. 

Your heart and mind have already made up more than enough excuses to overshadow the very clear intentions behind Hailee’s invitation but nothing can take away the pure joy you feel from being near her. 

A joy that draws in the actress like nothing else.

“What’d you think?” Hailee asks as she approaches you, her face lit up by a smile you know all too well.

“You’re incredible,” you reply the same way you always do and successfully draw a little chuckle out of her. “Seriously, I don’t know how you do it.”

“Practice…and way too much free time.”

She reaches a hand out to you, an unspoken question lingering in the air between you. You waste no time in taking her hand and letting her guide you toward her trailer so she can change back into her normal clothes. 

The walk is spent in the comfortable silence that always seems to follow the two of you and you pretend not to notice the way she keeps looking over at you with every few steps. You know exactly why her eyes keep shifting over to you but you can’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed about it. 

Despite how used to being on set you might be by now, you still admire each and every detail as if it was the first day again. Part of it comes from how unbelievable it all still is and another part of it comes from how cool everything is. There’s always so much to take in and it’s become a habit of yours to be present and grateful for every moment.

A habit that, unbeknownst to you, Hailee finds really adorable.

The list of things she likes about you is quite long but at the top of the list are your wide-eyed looks of wonder and the smile on your face nothing seems to wipe away.

It’s no secret that the brunette has taken a liking to you, especially in her attempts to make sure nothing snuffs out the bright beams of sunlight you carry inside of yourself. She knows exactly what that’s like and she’d sooner lose her role as Kate Bishop than let you fall into any dark spirals.

“So…” She speaks up, gently pulling you closer to her side. “Did anything exciting happen besides watching me?”

Your cheeks flush at her words which makes her grin. “Sort of. Florence and I talked about walking around New York tomorrow since it’s just going to be you and Jeremy filming scenes.”

“Oh, yeah? Where are you thinking of going?” She leads you into her trailer while you launch into the specifics of all the places you want to visit and the things you want to see.

The brunette watches you intently, although her attention slips from the words you say to the genuine excitement your body language conveys. You’re too busy talking to notice the way she’s eying you or the way she keeps licking her lips.

You finish your explanation only to be met with complete silence and Hailee’s tall frame leaning comfortably against the door to her trailer. 

“Lee? Were you even listening?”

The tiniest of pouts tugs at your lips and the actress is quick to make her way over to you, completely forgetting about the unlocked door and her promise of taking you to dinner. “I’m sorry, baby, you’re just too cute, I got distracted.”

The “apology” makes your heart skip a couple of beats and you’re sure she notices your flustered state. “I guess that’s fine. I should probably go anyway so you can change.”

You look away from her and attempt to walk away but she stops you with a gentle hand on your shoulder. The contact makes you stiffen, not because it’s unwelcome but because it sends an overwhelming amount of feelings through your entire body. “You okay, y/n? I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?”

Your eyes remain locked on the ground below you as you shake your head. The lack of a verbal response only serves to worry the brunette further and her free hand quickly tilts your chin up until her warm eyes meet yours. 

She doesn’t say anything but the question on her face is obvious.

“I’m not uncomfortable,” you force yourself to answer. “I just…I think I like it too much.”

The concern in her eyes shifts to something else, something bordering on passion, but you’re far too embarrassed to question it. “Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to be nervous. I like you too.”

The words don’t fully register in your brain at first. Sure, you’ve lived through a lot of unbelievable moments but this is something right out of those dreams you can never tell a single soul about. 

“You…you what?”

Hailee chuckles, taking the smallest of steps forward so your bodies are practically touching. “I like you too, baby. I hate to break it to you but you’re not as subtle as you think.”

“Neither are you,” you blurt out.

She leans in a little and your eyes instantly drop down to her lips. “I know.”

Her whispered words are the only warning you have before she claims your mouth with her own. Whatever shock you feel fades away almost instantly and you can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around her and pulling her closer.

You’re so caught up in her kiss that you don’t fully register the way she gently pushes you up against the nearest wall and presses herself as close to you as physically possible. You don’t register anything besides the feeling of her lips and the way your hands tangle in her hair so easily.

Hailee’s not as zoned out as you are, though, and her ears pick up on the muffled sounds trying to escape you. She instantly pulls away from you, staring down at you with blown-out pupils. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you reply breathlessly. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Your response doesn’t seem to convince her but at least she doesn’t notice the way you’re clenching your thighs together. “We can stop if you want, I’m not looking for a one-night stand or anything.”

The sincerity in her voice is almost too much to handle and the truth slips out of your lips before you can stop it. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

She blinks a few times and you practically watch as the wheels turn inside her brain. “You’ve never…oh. Oh, wow.”

Her response isn’t bad but it leaves you flustered all the same so you lean forward and hide your face in her shoulder. “Hailee…”

“Hey, hey, look at me, baby.”

A few seconds pass before you follow her instructions and she instantly melts your worries away with a soft kiss. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s cute.”

“It’s cute that I have no idea what I’m doing?” You question.

“Yeah, it just means I’ll have to show you. I mean, um…if you want, of course. There’s no rush.”

All you can do is stare up at her while you think things over. There’s no denying how nervous you are but you trust Hailee more than anyone you’ve ever met before. So, maybe it’s time to take a small leap of faith with her.

“Okay,” you whisper. “I want this. I want you.”

The brunette groans in response and the sound goes straight to the growing heat between your legs. She wastes no time in attaching herself to your neck, kissing and sucking every inch she can find.

The sensation is so pleasurable, it borders on overwhelming and your hands grip her shoulders in search of the stability you lost the day you met her.

“You're so pretty,” she murmurs against your skin. “You don't know how long I’ve wanted you for.”

“Hailee-” You gasp as her hands find their way under your shirt.

“I know, let me make you feel good, sweetheart. Can I?”

The answer is more than obvious but you find yourself nodding desperately anyway. You know deep down everything about what you're doing is desperate and yet you can't find it in yourself to want to stop. Maybe it's unconventional but you don't need anything more than the brunette to make your first time unforgettable.

Hailee detaches herself from you long enough to help you shed your shirt, her eyes swooping down to take in every inch of you. Your knees buckle under her gaze and all she does is grin. “You're fucking perfect, baby.”

The words themselves are enough to make you burn a few degrees hotter but then her hands are removing your bra and you're quickly standing topless in front of her appreciative eyes.

Her fingers soon follow the path her eyes trace and you shudder in ways you can't describe. Her thumbs gently rub against your nipples, your back arching almost instantly as you turn into putty in her hands.

“Does that feel good, darling?” All you can offer is a moan and she chuckles. “Gonna need some words.”

“Yes. Feels so fucking good.”

“There you go,” she murmurs, swooping in to litter kisses along your jawline. “Good girl.”

She pinches your nipples right as the words escape her lips and you're sure you almost pass out from the pleasure. “Oh- please.”

“Begging already?” Despite her question, one of her hands leaves your sensitive nipples to trail down the front of your body. “Do you think you're wet enough for me to touch you yet?”

You hum in response and attempt to keep your hips under control. “So wet for you.”

“Look at you,” she coos while her hand slips under the waistband of both your jeans and your underwear. “You’re already an expert at getting what you want from me.”

“Lee,” you whine. “Don’t tease, babe.”

“I’m sorry, you're just so cute like this.” She rests her forehead against yours, everything about her seemingly cool and collected while you're burning up and panting. “We’ll take it slow, okay? Tell me if it hurts too much.”

Your inexperience leaves you a little clueless…until she starts to slip one finger inside your tight cunt. You gasp almost instantly, your body tensing at the intrusion.

“Relax, baby. I've got you.”

It's hard to fully relax but Hailee does her best to keep you distracted by murmuring soft praises and keeping up her gentle touches to your breasts. The full length of her finger sinks inside and she gives you a moment to breathe and adjust.

“How’re you feeling?” She asks, warm eyes searching your face for signs of unease or pain.

“Full,” you mumble with a smile.

She lets out a sound somewhere between a moan and a whine. “Fuck. That's so hot.”

The brunette leans in to kiss you before you can reply and you happily melt into the contact. You don't realize it’s yet another loving distraction until she starts to slowly pump her finger in and out of you.

You moan against her lips, the sound coming out muffled but no less desperate. Your walls clench almost uncontrollably with every move she makes which only fuels her need to pleasure you.

“You're doing so well for me,” she mumbles. “Taking me so well, aren't you, baby?”

Her words cause an unfamiliar feeling to start to rise from deep within you that only gets stronger once her thumb finds your sensitive clit. Your hips buck into her hand and she ends up burying her face into your neck to stop herself from getting too wild.

She somehow manages to keep her slow pace, fucking you nice and gentle to build up your orgasm and prolong your pleasure. At the end of the day, all she wants is to keep you happy.

“You’re so close, aren't you, sweetheart? I can feel it, the way you can’t stop clenching around me. God, it makes me so wet.”

You don't know what triggers it, maybe it's her words or her thrusts or the tight circles around your clit, but you fall over the edge instantly with a cry so loud, she has to kiss you to drown it out.

It’s impossible to describe how you feel. It's like you're floating and underwater and in the heart of the sun all at the same time. All you know is you've never felt pleasure like this and it's all thanks to Hailee freaking Steinfeld.

Hailee holds you close until your body stops shaking and you slump forward into her. “Hey, welcome back, y/n.”

“Shut up,” you mumble, every muscle in your body feeling absolutely spent yet satisfied.

She doesn't reply. She merely removes her hand from your sensitive center and kisses the side of your head.

“So…are you still up for dinner or…?”

“You're the worst.”

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[ellieluvr420]

Hiiii i thought i would just post to tell people that we meet again, darling is gonna finish after 20 parts (and possibly an epilogue 🤭) I’m back to my regular schedule now so chapters will be once every 2-3 days i imagine, i apologise but just know that i haven’t given up, i have the story planned out and i really hope u enjoy it. Thanks so much to everyone that’s followed along y’all are cute, errrr stay tuned for new chapters and possible new stories 🤔

-c

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[seraphimcollections]

gentle giant | könig x medic!reader |

chapter 4

warnings: angst! light violence, abduction, adult themes, MDNI

summary: Konig and you enjoy each other's company, with as much time you have left.

w/c: 1.5k

a/n: heyoooo! here's another addition to this series! I'm thinking about two more parts for this series so stay tuned! Thank you!

chapters: | ch. 1 | ch. 2 | ch. 3 | ch. 4 |

The next few weeks happened quickly, too quickly for your liking. Every day it was the same: early morning run -- unsupervised, it was the only time of the day that you had to yourself. After that, breakfast which usually consisted of whatever rations the cooks had heated up. König would meet up with you at the cafeteria, never eating but simply wanting to be around you. From there you would hit the showers and then recede back into your office. Most of the time the other nurses would lend a hand with the occasional bruise and scrape that walked through the door, leaving you alone to do your paperwork, which never seemed to cease thanks to Price. 

“We’re on the run, how is there this much paperwork?” You ask. 

Price would shrug, “it’s for that reason that there is this much paperwork. At least it gives you something to do, aye?” 

And give you something to do it did. While you were drowning in paperwork in the mid afternoon, König would come and visit you after completing training. He would take his usual seat across from you and keep himself busy with what he could find around the office. For being assigned to babysitting duty, he didn’t look half as miserable as he should’ve been. In fact, he looked relaxed. Even so, you couldn’t help but feel guilty. 

“Bӓr, how can you be so calm about this?” You drop her pen to the desk. 

König stopped flipping through one of the books from the nearly vacant bookshelves, his easy gaze landing on you. 

“Hm? What’s there to be upset about?” König questioned. 

“It’s just, there’s not many people lining up to play babysitter,” You said. “Ghost would be kicking and screaming.” 

König chuckled, “they don’t know what they’re missing.”

You felt your cheeks begin to warm as you shook your head. 

“Still, there must be something you’d rather be doing.” 

König eyes squinted and you swore you saw something twinkle within those ocean eyes. The colonel chuckled as he stood to his feet, setting the book down on the desk. You lean back into your chair as König comes around the desk before standing in front of you. You gulp as he maneuvers his knee in between your legs, his hands supporting his weight on the chair’s armrest, caging you in. You’re sure your face is bright red as you look up into his eyes. 

“Well, there are a few things I can think of, Maus,” König's voice rumbles through his chest. 

You laugh, playfully hitting him in the chest, “I suppose I could squeeze in some time in my busy schedule.” 

“Du bist perfekt,” König whispers as he leans in even closer. 

You reached for his hood before hearing a knock at the door. Your head whips around to see a man standing at the door. He waved with a friendly smile. 

“Afternoon Colonel, Doctor,” the man said, “Price sent me to retrieve the colonel for a briefing. Sent me to keep watch.” 

König stood to his full menacing height as he eyed the nameless man up and down. 

“You know our names, but we don’t know yours,” König said. 

His once gentle tone was gone and replaced by a steely, authoritarian tone. The man didn’t seem deterred by König's protectiveness, his charming smile never slipped. 

“Right! Sorry, I’m Pt. Richards, I’m usually stationed in the kitchens but we’re slow right now. Price saw me heading to the yard and asked if I could come get you,” Richards said. 

You cock your head to the side, “did Cap say what it was for?” 

Richards shrugged his shoulders, “nope, but by his expression alone, it looked pretty urgent. Of course he wanted to make sure to have someone to accompany you, doctor. Think he said he’d be in his office.” 

You hummed, looking back up to König who never took his eyes away from the brunette with the sly smile. You smile reassuringly, patting König on his chest, finally gaining his gaze. 

“It’ll just be a second, it’s almost lunch time anyway. I’ll meet you at the cafeteria, same time?” You smile. 

From the look in his eyes you could tell he wasn’t convinced but couldn’t deny Price’s summons. Finally, he nodded before making his way toward the door before stopping and looking over his shoulder to you. 

“Wenn er irgendetwas versucht-”

“Ich werde ihn kastrieren, ohne Narkose,” your smile sweet. 

König couldn’t help but snicker at that before looking down at Richards who obviously was a little shorter than him. 

“Do you speak German, soldier?” he asked. 

Richards shook his head. König clamped his hand on the man’s shoulder with enough force to make the poor man jolt. 

“Good, keep an eye on her,” König said before disappearing out into the hall. 

Richards stood awkwardly in the doorway as you stood to place the file you’d been working on back into the cabinet. 

“Well, I suppose while you’re here you can make yourself useful,” you say, your back to him. “Where are you from, private?” 

“The States,” said Richards, “straight from the Pentagon.” 

Your blood went cold as your eyes widened in shock. Your eyes dart to the pair of scissors sitting on your desk before making a made dash for them. You cry out, feeling Richards slam into you, falling back on to the desk. You immediately try to get back up, only for Richards to wrap his calloused hand around your throat like it was nothing, pinning you. You growl and yelp as you flail around, kicking as much as you could. But there was no use, Richards slithered between your legs, grinning like a sadist. 

“Found you, little bird,” he chuckled darkly, his grip on your throat tightening making you gasp and cough. “You know, I thought that it was going to be harder to get to you, but I guess not even KorTac’s finest could keep you from us.” 

Tears threatened to fall from your wide eyes, your face turning a deep maroon and threatening blue. Your vision began to splotch as you watched Richard, if that was even his real name, pull a mysterious cloth from his pocket. You could do nothing but try to wiggle from his grip but to no avail. He smothered the cloth over your mouth and nose, your senses taken over by a sweet scent. Your vision began to fail, Richards splitting into two as the room slowly fell away from you. 

“N-no,” you whimpered, the tears finally falling. “König, B-Bӓr…”

“How cute,” you could hear Richards before you slipped under, “there’s no one coming to save you little bird. No one.”

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König nearly ran through the halls of the base on his way to Price’s office. Of course Price’s office just had to be on the complete opposite of the base. 

“This better be important,” he grumbled as he finally turned the corner to the hallway that led to Price’s office. 

He had the manners to knock, but not wait for the Captain’s say so to enter. There sat Price behind his desk, buried in paperwork similar to you, chiefing a large cigar. Price looked up from his reading and his expression made König uneasy. 

“Colonel, what brings you to my office?” Price said, rightfully confused. 

König froze in his step, brow furrowed. 

“I was told I was summoned, captain,” König said. 

Price shook his head, “by who? I didn’t send for ya.” 

König could feel his chest tighten, suddenly finding it hard to breathe. 

“A private, Richards, he came to us a-and-” 

Price could see the panic in the Austrian’s eyes and stood to his feet. 

“Son, where’s Wren?” 

König's eyes flew open when he finally connected all the dots. Without another word,. König flew out the door, sprinting down the hallway. 

“Shit!” Price cursed, following Konig out.

König charged across the base, pushing the occasional person out the way as he went. It didn’t take him long, max 2 minutes to get back to your office. The door was open as it always was as he stormed in only to come to an abrupt halt. The room was torn to pieces, chairs knocked over and papers scattered everywhere like snowflakes. Richards was gone, and so were you. 

Rage bubbled in König's chest, his shoulders heaving with every breath he took. His hands were balled into fist as he stalked over to your desk. He slammed his fist into the wood, letting out a grunt as he let his head hang low. Price rushed through the door, having brought Soap and Ghost with him, witnessing König's defeated stance. 

“She’s gone…bastard took her,” Price said through gritted teeth. 

König let out an animalistic shout as he completely flipped your desk over like it was nothing but a cardboard box. 

“Easy, soldier,” Ghost warned. 

König glared at the British man over his shoulder before shaking his head. 

“What do we do? We’re gonna get her back, right?” Soap said. 

Price nodded, approaching Konig before patting the giant on his shoulder, “we’ll get her back.” 

König could see red. 

“No matter the cost.”

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[heavyhighlandheart]

Hawkins Hellraiser Pt.5

Chapter Five: The Trailer Park

Summary: You and Eddie head to his trailer to watch a movie. You've fallen for him, big time. He's a total sweetheart with you.

Warnings: 18+, graphic gore descriptions from real horror movie, mention of bad relationship with father, good ol' makeout sesh 

w/c: 2k

A/N: Okay, so I really loved writing this part, it's been in the pipeline from the beginning but I wanted to set the scene and expand on the characters. Plus, I'm a completely hopeless romantic and didn't want to dive right into the smut (stay tuned for that). Anyway, enjoy! <3

Eddie’s ‘71 Chevy van was falling to pieces. The seat’s fabric was ripping at the seams and stained ten times over. You winced at the sound of it squeaking and grinding every time Eddie hit the brakes. You weren’t sure if you felt completely safe in the passenger seat, as if the whole thing was just going to pack in at any moment. 

“I fixed her up myself, you know,” Eddie beamed, eyes on the road. “She was a much bigger mess than she is now, trust me,” he spied your hand gripping the door handle and sensed your unease. “My uncle taught me, got me under cars that he’d take home from the yard and showed me how to fix ‘em up. That’s the trouble with people, as soon as something stops doing what it’s supposed to do, it’s junk, trash. They don’t realise it can be fixed, if they’re willing to get their hands dirty.” He turned to you with a sly smirk on his lips, his left hand rested on the wheel. You smile back, releasing your grip slightly. Eddie turned back to the road. “Still, my old man didn’t like that so much. Said I should be learning how to break into ‘em, hotwire ‘em and get away quickly,” he shook his head, looking down at his free hand that he began to flex and stretch as it rested on his thigh. 

“That must have been tough,” you look at him longingly, waiting for him to match your gaze. Eddie shrugged, giving you a pained smile, “dads suck, right?” You nod, your mind piecing together the parts of Eddie Munson that you didn’t yet understand. 

The van began to bump and shuffle as Eddie turned into the trailer park’s dirt road. He pulled in front of a trailer on the right, the van grinding to a sharp halt. “Here we are, my humble castle.” He skips over to the passenger door, eager to hold it open for you as you hop out of the van. 

“Eddie!” a childish voice called from behind you both. A young boy was running towards him, grinning like a Cheshire cat, with a thick book in his hands. “Hey, dude!” Eddie beamed, catching him in his arms and throwing him over his shoulder in a fireman’s lift. “I’ve been waiting ages for you!” The boy squealed. “Can we keep reading?” 

You give Eddie a puzzled look and he responds with pleading eyes, like he’s making the hardest decision of his life. “One sec, big guy.” He places his hand at the small of your waist and ushers you a few steps to the side, leaning into your face in a whisper. “Listen, I uh-”, he sighs, head hanging down, chestnut eyes looking into yours, “I…I read to him, his mom asked me to. He’s not so great with words but he really wanted to read The Hobbit, so when his mom found out it was one of my favourites, she uh- she begged me to read it to him. Said she’d even pay me in cigarettes.” He scoffed, staring at you with those pleading eyes, hoping you would understand and be okay with it. Your heart must have skipped a beat because your breath caught in your throat briefly, and you pressed your lips tighter together. “I’ll just read him a chapter and then we can watch the movie, is that okay?” You grinned, putting your hand on his arm that was still at your waist, “absolutely”.

Eddie smiled a toothy grin and clapped his hands, jumping with excitement and patting the kid on the back, “c’mon buddy!”

Eddie pulled out two deckchairs from inside his trailer, offering one to you, the kid quickly taking his seat in the other. Eddie sat on the ground next to him as he used the tucked bookmark to open up the pages. “There were many paths that led up into those mountains, and many passes over them. But most of the paths were cheats and deceptions and led nowhere or to bad ends; and most of the passes were infested by evil things and dreadful dangers.” The kid’s eyes lit up, as did Eddie’s, like he was reliving his childhood all over again. He would occasionally sneak a glance at you, your head leaning into the wood of the chair. Sometimes you would close your eyes just to try and listen more intently to his voice; his tone changing with each character and with perfect expression. You envisioned the scenes in your mind; descriptions coming to life as Eddie spoke, like some kind of guided meditation. His voice was warm and inviting. When his eyes were on the book, you’d let your eyes fall onto his lips, the way they moved with certain words, how he smiled and chuckled at his own reading and how he would moisten his lips when he turned the page. You noticed how the book rested in his hands, one hand holding the spine from below and the other tracing the words as he read aloud. Your thoughts on him were changing. He was misunderstood; a kind and hopeful soul. The more notice you gave to his lips, the more you wanted to kiss them, or wanted him to kiss you. You licked your lips at the thought. 

Eddie placed the bookmark at the next chapter and shut it tight, “there you go, buddy,” he smiled, passing the book over. “One more, Eddie, please?” he begged. “You know I’d love to, kid, but-” he leaned in to whisper in his ear and glanced over at you, “I’ve got a date.” The kid rolled his eyes, “ugh, fine. Tomorrow though?” Eddie grinned, pulling the kid to his feet and ruffling his hair, “tomorrow, for sure. See ya, buddy.” The kid ran off to a trailer a few rows down, waving as he went. 

You stand up, hands tucked into your back pockets. Eddie walks over to you, looking smug. “So uh, are you ready for that movie?” You nod, suddenly your mouth feels dry and you clear your throat, blushing, “mm-hmm”. Eddie opens the door of the trailer for you, following you inside. 

“Sorry for the mess,” he says, quickly bundling up clothes and magazines and throwing them into one corner, “I uh- don’t usually have visitors." Pots and pans were strewn across the kitchenette, pillows sunken into the sofa and the curtains closed. It felt darker than it should and there were a few questionable smells lingering. “My uncle’s working today, his first day shift in weeks, so he shouldn’t be back until later tonight.” Eddie tried clearing some of the mess in the kitchen, throwing the pans in the sink and closing any open drawers, brushing crumbs off the counter and onto the floor. He turns to you, realising he’s skipped your attention. “Listen, uh- you have a seat, make yourself comfortable, I’m just gonna tidy some shit up and then we’ll get that movie started, huh?” You nod, taking a seat awkwardly on the sofa. Eddie heads further into the trailer to the bathroom, and you hear him banging and clattering as he tidies. When he’s out of sight, you start fluffing up the sofa pillows and brushing down the upholstery, straightening up anything you can find. You pick up a blanket from the floor, smells musty but it’ll do, you think to yourself, fanning it and folding it over the sofa. You tidy up what you can of the coffee table; a used bong, cigarette butts and ash turning the wood from a gleaming light birch to a dirty grey. The TV sits on a small cabinet at the wall, a few VHS tapes underneath - a couple of horrors, The Dark Crystal and a porno - quite the mixture.

Eddie appears, having already removed his denim jacket, revealing his Hellfire Club baseball shirt. He ruffles up his fringe, opening the fridge and grabbing two beer bottles. “So this-” he opens the bottle with his teeth, letting the top fall to the ground, “-is for you,” he chuckles, passing you a beer. He does the same with his own and holds out his bottle, “cheers,” he grins, and you tap your drinks, both taking a sip. “Mmm, that’s good. Hey, did you tidy up in here?” You look around sheepishly, “uh- I might have done a little”. Eddie chuckles, “c’mon, let’s get this movie started, you’re gonna love it.”

He puts the tape in and sits on the sofa, puts his feet up on the coffee table, and pats the seat next to him. You wonder for a moment if he’s just being incredibly nice, or if he really, genuinely likes you. You can't decide whether you're brave enough to make a move. You sit next to him, clutching the beer bottle with both hands, eyes on the tiny little screen in front of you. You decide you're going to do it, make a move. You grab the blanket that you folded up earlier, opening it out and laying it over yourself, it brushes over Eddie's leg. "Wanna share?" You ask hopefully. "Uh, duh! Can't have you hogging it now, can we?" Eddie smiles, reaching to pull the blanket over his legs and waist, brushing your legs lightly. You smile smugly to yourself, pressing the bottle to your lips to take a sip. 

The movie continues, an hour passes, and you've made no significant moves on Eddie. C'mon, you tell yourself, just do it. Pretty soon you don't have to try. A particularly horrific scene begins and Eddie starts to look excited, "oh this bit is so fucking awesome, just wait." One of the cannibals reaches into a bird cage to grab a tiny bird fluttering around, before pulling off its head and drinking its blood. You writhe and squirm, covering your eyes, "oh that's fucking disgusting!" Eddie laughs, "aw c'mon, it's so metal!" 

"No it's gross! Tell me when it's over!" You turn to face him, pulling up the blanket to cover your peripheral vision. You stare at him as he watches the TV, light flickering in his eyes, a sly smile curving at his mouth. "Okay, it's all done," he laughs, turning to see you looking up at him, slumped into his shoulder with your eyes wide. "You promise?" You ask, your voice shaky with anticipation.

"Yeah, I promise," Eddie speaks low and soft, his eyes dropping to your lips. He leans in slowly, placing his lips to yours softly, lingering for a moment. He hums against your kiss before pulling away, revealing a toothy smile. "I've wanted to do that since the day I saw you in Miss O'Donnell's." You can't help but smile, your cheeks flushing, "oh yeah? Even after I pushed you into the lockers?" Eddie chuckles, "especially after you pushed me into the lockers!" You're taken aback and raise one eyebrow, "really?"

"Uh, yeah, that was fucking hot!" Eddie's eyes widen and he takes a longer sip of his beer. You laugh and your hand falls, resting on his thigh; you don't even think twice about it, it feels natural. "It wasn't supposed to be hot, it was supposed to be intimidating." You furrow your brow, attempting to show off your hard exterior. "Oh, trust me," Eddie starts, "it was, but it was still fucking hot!" Your eyes meet again, and you both stare longingly. That voice in your head comes back, do it, do it, do it. "Eddie… can I, uh- can I kiss you again?" Eddie bites his bottom lip and smiles sweetly, leaning into you, "I would love that". His lips press to yours, reaching a hand up to caress your cheek as your hand grazes his thigh. His lips part for a breath and you follow suit, touching your tongues lightly, dancing together in slow waves. 

The movie continues in the background, the victims' screams almost inaudible as you both sink into a moment of sweet pleasure. You had to pinch yourself with the hand holding your beer, you couldn't believe you were finally kissing Eddie Munson. 

A/N: if you got this far, thank you! I'd love to hear your thoughts on Hellraiser so far, so please feel free to send me an ask and let me know what you think, make any requests, ask questions! <3

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[mermaidfanficlibrary]

An introduction to the first note | OHSHC x Male Reader

Prologue time!! Enjoy!! My Wattpad and Quotev!

Description: Of A Melody there once was

Prolouge:  Prologue before the Chorus begins

Chapter 1: An introduction to the first note | (You are here)

Chapter 2: The joining of notes to create a nostalgic song 

Chapter 3: Violin of Harmony

Chapter 4: Remembering the screeching tune in the memory | TBR

Warning: Any chan is used in a gender neutral way

(Play this song when I say too)

(Play this song when I say too)

Y/n was walking up to the new campus he was going to be attending. He was here to show the principal his talent. Sure, Y/n's scholarship was set in stone, but the principal wished to see what kind of person he was admitting into his school. Y/n wore a suit to impress the man he was going to be playing for. He had his ebony violin, case in hand, taking deep breaths.

Y/n was hoping it was only the principal who would be there, but this wish was not granted. As he opened the door gently, Y/n was faced with the principal along with someone else. He seemed to be a year older than Y/n. The boy had bright blonde hair as well as matching violet eyes full of gentle passion. Y/n was startled at his presence. Y/n spoke up in an anxious tone.

“Ah, sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt..”

Y/n had a soft blush and the teen in front of him found it cute. This boy didn't realize that this interaction would start an obsession in his heart.

“It's quite alright, L/n-chan. Tamaki, you may leave now.”

The blonde boy refused, insisting that he stay. Only someone like the H/c haired person in front of him had his interest. Looking at the stature of the s/c boy, Tamaki had noticed him holding a case. It was a violin case.

'Was this the boy who had been offered a scholarship on talent alone? Father seems to have high hopes for this boy.'

“You may now play Y/n L/n”

That's when Tamaki learned the boy's name. It was a name he would never forget after witnessing this boy at his best.

(Play the song now)

As Y/n pulled out his ebony violin, and the bow, he rhythmically played the song he had prepared. Sure, it wasn't his own, but it was a song he loved. With each bow of the strings, Y/n had swayed rhythmically. Each note hitting the small audience with a passion of which they had never experienced. They felt the emotions that Y/n was feeling.

They didn't understand the effect that this boy had. The sweet notes seemed to have more of an effect on Tamaki. He felt Y/n's sadness, which he didn't understand.

That's when he looked at Y/n's s/c face. He noticed the crystal tears brimming his closed eyes. Tamaki's interest was peaked even more. Why was this boy crying when he played such a beautiful melody? He was going to ask Y/n after he had finished, that was his goal.

Y/n still played, not bothered by the stares he was receiving. His thoughts drifted to his mother, the time he practiced this song with her. The tears overwhelmed his eyes as they gently fell.

Tamaki had begun to worry, should he have interrupted this beautiful peace to comfort the boy in front of him? He hesitated, but Y/n picked up the pace. His fingers placed themselves on each note beautifully. It was as if flowers were blooming around Y/n as he delicately played the song he loved so dear.

And then came Y/n's least favorite part. The moment when the song would end, and his melody would cease. He found so much comfort in the melodies he created, even if they pained him when he played.

Y/n had started to slow down as the bow came to a stop. The song had ended, and it had left the two in front of him amazed. Suoh-san expected highly of the boy in front of him, but not this much talent entering his school. He clapped for Y/n as Tamaki did the same. Tamaki was amazed, and had to befriend this boy in front of him. And just as if his father read his mind, Suoh-san had spoken up.

“Please escort Y/n out of my office, Tamaki.”

This flustered Y/n a bit, and Tamaki couldn't help but be consumed by cuteness aggression. He took the boy's hand and gently lead him out of his father's office. He then turned to the y/h boy in front of him.

“You played beautifully! But I have to ask if it's alright little prince, why you were tearing up? Were you that enchanted with the song you played, as well?”

This question stung Y/n's heart a bit. Should he have trusted this stranger? It didn't help that Y/n was flustered at Tamaki's nickname for him. Lucky for Y/n, a black haired boy had interrupted this small conversation. Tamaki was a bit disappointed, and Y/n noticed this. Y/n reached for the blonde boy out of intimidation of being stared at by the black haired teen in front of them. Again Tamaki was enveloped in his own world of cuteness aggression from this h/c haired boy. Y/n had recognized the boy in front of him to be Kyoya Ootori. His fame was from his family's multiple facilities in Japan. Kyoya seemed to chuckle at Y/n in the situation he was in.

“Who is that behind you, Tamaki?”

The two boys were here on account of their parents asking them to explore the school to make sure their classes were all memorized. But they only went because they had host business to take care of before they had gone back to school. The two also were intrigued about the new student they were getting from America, and they only knew about it because Tamaki's father would not stop talking about it. And the gossip had gripped the Ootori family as well. Was this the real reason behind the families pushing them out of the house? Who knows, only their parents of course. Tamaki had finally answered the question.

“This is the famous musician Y/n L/n! I just heard him play, and it was magnificent!”

Y/n blushed, trying to hide his face. He hadn't gotten this much praise from many, and when he did, Y/n rarely ever reacted like this. What was wrong with him? Kyoya had looked at the tear stained face behind Tamaki. He was taken aback at how someone so elegantly presenting could be so cute to him. Kyoya wished to address something, however.

“Well, it's no good for this elegant musician to be crying now, is it.”

This startled Y/n even more, making his face even more red. What was going on? He was so confused, and Tamaki looked back at the h/c haired boy behind him.

“I had asked him about that, but Y/n has yet to answer.”

The two looked at Y/n which made him anxious. He was seriously debating telling these two about the reason his tears struck when he played. Then Tamaki created an offer.

“Hey Y/n, why not join us to our clubroom? We do have some duties to attend to, and you could tell us over some tea!”

Y/n did really like the idea of tea. It would calm him and make it easier to tell. He was never one to keep secrets about his past if he was asked about him. Y/n nodded and Tamaki excitedly took Y/n's hand and ran with him to the clubroom, with Kyoya insuite. Once the trio had reached the music room, Y/n's gentle voice perked up, which had startled the two boys.

“Why is the clubroom a music room?”

Tamaki had enveloped Y/n which overwhelmed him, gushing about Y/n's sweet voice and how it matched him. Y/n was struggling against Tamaki suffocating him, but Kyoya had begun to explain.

“This music room is abandoned, so we had asked the principal if we could use it. He had said yes, and now it resides the host club and most of its clubs events.”

Y/n nodded in acknowledgement, which made Tamaki blush even more.

“You are too precious, L/n-chan! Come inside!”

“Please don't call me L/n, you can just use my first name Tamaki-senpai.”

This made Tamaki stop in his tracks, leaving Kyoya the one to open the door for them. As if one cue, an overwhelming scent of roses met the boy's face. He was amazed! The elegance of the clubroom astounded him! He also noticed a piano covered in curtains. He so wanted to play it. Kyoya then spoke up.

“We're back gentlemen.”

Y/n had saw 4 boys that walked up to Kyoya. Two of them were identical and seemed to be Y/n's age. One was really tall and seemed to be a 3rd year. The last one he looked at was short and had blonde hair, and didn't seem to even be in high school. The two twins were the ones who noticed Y/n first.

“Who is this Kyoya senpai?”

Y/n stared at the two with fascination. And it seemed to show, since the two twins were curious about the boy in front of him.

“This is our newest member of the host club, Y/n L/n.”

This shocked Y/n. He didn't agree to join the club, and he was never asked. The two twins noticed the shock in Y/n's eyes. It was clear he was trapped by Kyoya.

“Uhm, I don't think you ever asked me to join.”

Kyoya looked at Y/n with a small smile. He knew everything about Y/n and how he wasn't of a rich family. He also knew the reason Y/n had tears in his eyes when he played.

“My apologies, I did intend to ask, but it slipped my mind.”

No it didn't.

Kyoya knew Y/n would join. All because Tamaki was the leader of the group. Tamaki had perked up from his stunned, flustered shock. He grabbed Y/n's shoulder.

“Let me introduce you to all the hosts here! Kyoya, the cool type. Mori, the wild type. His companion Honey, the boy lolita type. And the twins Hikaru and Koaru, the little devil types. And you know me, the prince type.”

After this statement, he took Y/n's hand, making him even more flustered.

“And if you were to join us, little prince, you would be the musician of our group. What do you say?”

Y/n was shocked. He didn't want to remind himself of being a musician. He was trying to separate himself from it because of all the emotional baggage it had on him. Before Y/n could answer, Honey had jumped on his back.

“Wow Y/n-chan you're a musician? Can you play a song?”

Y/n looked at the doe eyed boy. He couldn't resist him and he nodded.

“Maybe, but not right now.”

Honey looked a little dejected, and walked over to his tall friend Mori. This gave the twins a chance to tease Y/n around.

“Aw, come on, Y/n!” 

Hikaru had started the sentence. 

“Play for us!” 

Kaoru had finished it. Then they both spoke in unison that unsettled Y/n. “Or are you too scared?”

Tamaki had pushed the twins away, enveloping Y/n into another hug.

“Leave Y/n alone! Don't listen to those twins, my little prince, you don't have to play.”

This gave Y/n an odd sense of comfort. Tamaki had reminded him of his mother, and this made his heart hurt more than it did now as the tears well in his eyes. He brought up both his hands to try to push the tears out of his eyes. This had made everyone freeze, and Tamaki went into a panic. Even with the brief time they spent together, Tamaki felt incredibly close and enchanted by Y/n.

Tamaki had thought the twins caused the tears of his little prince, so he chased them, saying things like “You made my little prince cry” and “Go apologize to him.” Honey had gone up to Y/n and gave him a big hug of comfort, and Mori towered over the two comfortingly.

“Please don't cry, Y/n-chan! How about you have some cake with me and Usa-chan! Here! You can hold Usa-chan too!”

Honey handed Usa-chan to Y/n and took his hand as they went to the table Honey and Mori were stationed at. Y/n perked up at all the sweets that were presented elegantly. As Y/n took a bite of the cake Honey put in front of him, he was amazed.

He didn't realize that the three boys that were running around stopped as they stared at Y/n. A blush met all their faces as they all found Y/n so cute when eating the cake with Honey. Kyoya then took this chance to ask Y/n something.

“Why not give us a small presentation of your musical talent? Then you can have your tea.”

Y/n really wanted that tea, especially if it was a rich, fancy kind of tea. He took a deep breath and spoke gently, which had surprised everyone due to the tone. They all found it cute.

“Only one song?”

Kyoya nodded, intending to keep his deal. Y/n then got up and looked at Kyoya which made everyone freeze.

“May I sing instead?”

They were all shocked by this. Tamaki had thought Y/n could only play the violin. But he was wrong, and Y/n proved it. Then Y/n had a request.

“May I borrow a guitar too?”

Kyoya nodded, as he went to look for a guitar. Honey looked super excited. All the hosts did as they gathered around where Y/n was sitting. Even Mori's eyes showed excitement.

“What are you going to sing Y/n-Chan?”

Y/n thought on his answer, not knowing how to respond. He then thought of the answer, and it was perfect.

“A song that reminds me of my mother.”

If Y/n was going to join this club, then he had to get over the tears that fell when he sang. Everyone froze again. From the way Y/n's e/c eyes had looked, they knew it wasn't something of happiness. And this whole scene was why Tamaki wanted Y/n to be a host.

(Play the 2nd song now)

Once handed the guitar, Y/n gently strummed it to make sure to tune it. Everyone was on the edge of their seats. Then Y/n plucked the strings of the rough guitar as he placed his fingers on the board. Tamaki was reminded of how Y/n beautifully held his violin and played each note. Then his voice started singing the melody. This caught all the hosts' attention. Each one forming a blush on their faces. Then he started fully singing.

This love it is a distant star Guiding us home wherever we are

The tears started to well, but it was faint. His tone was that of a sad one, but Y/n kept going.

This love, it is a burning sun Shinning light on the things that we've done

Everyone was enchanted by his voice. Y/n had kept singing. Only ever looking at his audience only faintly. The emotion was clear in the playing.

I try to speak to you every day, But each word we spoke The wind blew away

The intensity had grown, then came the chorus. This was when the tears started to threaten to fall. Y/n tried to hold it in. And they all noticed.

Could these walls come crumbling down? I want to feel my feet on the ground And deep behind this prison we share Step into the open air

As the chorus ended, the tears fell. Y/n's gripped the finger board as he pressed harder into the instrument he held. It hurt, but it didn't stop him. The hosts had noticed Y/n's face as it shifted. They all felt sympathy.

How did we let it come to this What we just tasted we somehow still miss

Y/n's voice was still smooth, even when he was crying. The guitar had tears slightly pooling, and it was beautiful in a way. The strumming became faster as more emotion was put into the playing.

How will it feel when this day is done? And can we keep what we've only begun

The hosts had focused so much on Y/n. They noticed his state and all looked at him with sympathy in their eyes. They were all amazed that such a simple song could cause so much emotion in them.

And now these walls come crumbling down And I can feel my feet on the ground Can we carry this love that we shareInto the open air

Here it was, Y/n's least favorite part. The ending of his song. He didn't stop, though. His voice slowed and the strumming of the guitar did too.

Into the open air

There was a slight release of the finger board, and the strumming wasn't as harsh. But even when it was, it was still very delicate. The boys around Y/n were all amazed with the talent Y/n possessed.

To the open air

Y/n's voice softened more as he opened his eyes. He looked at the audience as the final lyric came from his lips. The boys in front of him looked even the more amazed.

This love it is a burning sun

And with that, silence fell as the ringing of the last string being plucked ran through the room. It was only for a moment as the whole host club applauded Y/n. Honey was crying and jumped into Y/n's lap across the table. Y/n held the boy in a very motherly way. This caused everyone's blush to deepen.

“Wahh! Y/n-chan! That was so sad!”

Y/n smiled at the small boy he was holding. He couldn't believe Honey was a 3rd year. He learned about this while Kyoya went to get the guitar for him. Honey looked up at Y/n.

“I'm sorry it had made you sad, Honey-senpai. I'll give you my cake if it'll help you feel better.”

Before he could do anything, Tamaki lunged at Y/n which startled Honey and Y/n both.

“That was beautiful, my little prince! You did wonderful!”

Even if Tamaki had tears in his eyes, it was replaced with a big, bright smile that gave Y/n more comfort. Tamaki was now rubbing his cheek against Y/n's as he brushed his tears away. This made Y/n blush a bit, but everyone around him had this jealous aura. Well except for Kyoya, because he went to get the tea he promised Y/n. The twins were quick to react, however. They pushed Tamaki to the side, which caused him to feel rejected, and put Y/n in the middle of them.

“That was truly amazing, Y/n”

Hikaru spoke, as he took a plate in his hand. Then Kaoru spoke, causing Y/n to look at him cutely.

“Would you like some cake as a reward~?”

The tone was for two things. One was to upset Tamaki, and the other was the pure emotion both twins had felt for Y/n. It was small, and it formed rather quickly, which intrigued both of them. As Tamaki watched in shock.

“Here Y/n, let us feed you!”

Y/n was too flustered to move, and he just accepted them feeding him. Hikaru had gently placed a chunk of the vanilla cake into Y/n's mouth. As Y/n chewed, he was amazed with the flavor. This made Hikaru blush as Y/n chewed slightly.

'His facial expressions are so cute!'

Then Kaoru took a chocolate mousse and a spoon. He gently grabbed Y/n's chin to make him look into his amber eyes. Kaoru placed the spoon to Y/n's lips and fed him the mousse. Y/n was in utter bliss. This helped so much with his feelings directed at his mother. Maybe if he did join the host club, things wouldn't be so bad. Kaoru looked at Y/n's smile.

'That smile is so pretty!'

Both the twins wanted this moment to last forever, but Tamaki didn't. So he pulled the twins by the collars and had a talking to too them. Then came Kyoya with the brewed tea. He poured Y/n a cup and sat down In front of him.

“So, tell me, why were you crying when we first encountered each other?”

Everyone's ears perked up as they once again surrounded Y/n. They all felt panicked that the new boy they all gotten close to was put into tears. They were ready for a fight if anyone had caused it. Y/n froze, and then his story began.

He shared about his mom and his friend, though he didn't mention her name. He shared why he sang and why he stopped. He shared about his father and how they moved to America for a new life. Y/n shared everything and didn't realize everyone looking at him with sad eyes again.

This time Mori was the one who went to comfort him. He stood behind Y/n and pat his head gently. Y/n looked up at Mori and his expression had Mori blushing a bit. Then Y/n spoke again.

“I think.. I'll join your host club.”

Everyone was really happy. Tamaki hugged Y/n tightly, and so did Honey. Both were really happy that this musician would join them. Kyoya smirked, he knew Y/n would join, but it wasn't for the reason he thought. The twins then piped up.

“You'll need the school uniform if you're going to join Y/n”

Y/n giggled at what the twins said. Did they think he didn't have one? This giggle was that of sunshine when everyone around him heard it. They were all stunned.

“I have one, though I didn't plan on wearing it.”

“Why not?”

The twins had questioned him. This boy In front of him had piqued their curiosity in more ways than one.

“Because I quite like this suit better.”

They looked up and down on the figure. It was a f/c suit that fit the boy really well. But it wasn't all that eccentric. It screamed commoner.

 "Nonsense my little prince! I'm sure you will look dazzling!”

Y/n blushed. And from just this interaction, he knew high school would be an experience. But a good one. Y/n decided to wear the uniform and left the room. Tamaki insisted on walking Y/n home, but Y/n gently declined his offer. However, the twins forced themselves on Y/n as to walk him home. 

And Y/n couldn't escape them so he gave up in trying to refuse. They walked Y/n up to the apartment and they said their goodbyes. As Y/n got ready to sleep, he thought about all the boys he met, and how they treated him. Then his mind went to his closest friend, Haruhi. He missed her a bunch, and hoped to see her at school. They were in the same class after all. 

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

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The Delinquent Next Door - Part 3: What Are You, A Doctor?

Genre: Fluff?

Synopsis: From knowing how to pick a lock to identifying a broken rib, it seems you are nothing but full of surprises. However, your neighbor continues to test your patience. Maybe he’s in need of a free vasectomy? Who knows.

Pairing: Hanma Shuji X Neighbor! Reader

Warnings/Mentions: Mentions of blood/injury, mentions of broken ribs, cursing, mentions of violence, mentions of surgery, mentions sharp objects, threats, self-doubt, self-blame, mentions of pain, suggestive themes, name-calling, mentions of killing

A/N: Alright, here’s another part! Thanks again for the feedback and support, you guys are seriously amazing ♡ I’ve been thinking about opening up for requests that any of you guys would like me to do. Tell me what you think! I’ll have my guidelines and rules posted soon, so stay tuned! Anyway, I hope you enjoy the new chapter! As always, stay hydrated and well ❤️

Part 1       Part 2       Part 3      Part 4

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“Ow! What the hell?” Hanma hissed as he slightly jerks his head away from your gentle grasp, glaring daggers at you after your failed attempt to apply the alcohol-soaked cotton ball to one of the many cuts that littered his bruised face. “I barely even touched you! Stop being such a baby and quit moving,” you huff, once again taking his head in your hand, leaning towards him with tonsils in hand, ready to continue disinfecting the cut on his cheek.

“I didn’t ask you to patch me up.” He frowns, pushing your hands away from his face as he quickly stands up from the couch that you had instructed to seat himself in after inviting (shoving) him inside your apartment to clean up the aftermath of the brawl he had just been in hours ago.

“Listen doll, it’s been fun and all, but I hate stayin’ in debt. Now that we're even, I have no business with ya anymore,” he curtley states as he makes his way to the entrance of your apartment.

You toss aside the surgical instrument you held on to the steel tray you had set beside you on the coffee table, which you had seated yourself on, while stalking over to Hanma.

You grab Hanma by the back of his shirt collar, turning him around. Gripping the front of his shirt, you force him down to meet you at your eye-level. 

“Shut up and let me help you!” you snapped. “You almost died tonight because of me! After all that, you think I’m just gonna leave you like nothing happened? Like hell!” 

“I-” you don’t give him a chance to protest, quick to cut him off. “You are not in any ‘debt’ to me. As far as I am concerned, it's the other way around. You saved my life,” you voice, your breath hitching slightly, your words getting caught in your throat as you feel the unsettling guilt fester and churn in your stomach. 

If he hadn’t stepped in, he wouldn’t have gotten hurt in the first place…

You shorten the distance between yours and Hanma’s face, giving him a better view of the anger that burned in your e/c orbs. 

“Now listen here. You are going to sit back down and stay so I can finish patching you up, then you can leave afterwards. Got it?” You shake him a bit, eyes staring him down, searching the dumbfounded male for a response.

Without another word, he replies with a simple nod of his head.

Slowly, you loosen your grip off of Hanma’s dirtied, white shirt before guiding him back into the living room. He situates himself back on the couch, grimacing as his breath hitches, meanwhile you reclaim you seat across from him on the coffee table.

Gently taking picking up the tonsils containing the soaked cotton ball, you gently grip Hanm’s chin, slightly turning his head. Gently, you glide the piece of cotton around the cut, careful not to cause too much pain before you start to dab on the wound itself. Once finished, you replace the tonsils with a cotton swab coated in ointment. You gently smear the product on the cut before sealing your work with a hello kitty bandaid.

You do the same for the rest of his minor wounds. While you worked you snuck glances at Hanma, watching the twinges of pain splayed on his lips and catching the small winces he produced as you disinfected and bandaged the rest of the cuts that littered his body.

“Alright, now are we done here?” he groans, a look of disgust present on his features as he scans over the cutsie bandaids peppered across his hands, arms and face. “Nope.” You chirp, getting up and going to the kitchen to fetch two plastic bags. Coming back, you toss the piles of blood-stained cotton balls, used cotton swabs and bandage wrappings in the bag, while placing the tonsils and dirty silver tray in the other bag.

“Don’t move, I’ll be right back,” you say. “Yes ma’am,” Hanma mutters mockingly.

Rolling your eyes, you head into the kitchen, throwing away the bag of bloody trash while making a beeline towards the bathroom to go fetch some more supplies, noting that you would clean the equipment later.

Five minutes later Hanma watches you emerge from the narrow hallways with gauze, medical tape, and a dusty tin box. What joy.

Plopping down next to him, you place the items on the coffee table.

“Strip.” You ordered as you sifted through the items.

Hanma freezes at your command and immediately turns to you while shooting a questioning stare your way.

Opening the tin box, you fish out rubber gloves, sliding them onto your hands as you take out a pair of medical scissors and a small brown corked-bottle. Taking the scissors you turn to face Hanma, who greeted you with a weirded-out look engraved on his face.

Glancing to the side and back to him you stare back at him. “What?”

“You want me to do what?”

You knit your brows together, “I need to you to take off your shirt-”

“Uh uh, that’s not what you said doc, you told me to ‘strip’.” He states matter-of-factly.

“I-,” You sigh, as he gives you a smug once-over as he folds his arms, grimacing once more, as he waits for your explanation. Or in his case, an excuse. 

“What I meant was I needed you to take off your shirt.”

“Hmmm...that’s certainly one way to get to a man’s heart.”

“I didn’t mean it like that you pervert,” you uttered, refusing to meet his gaze. 

“You sure? Then, why else would you want me half naked?” he teases. 

You stiffen, slowly turning your head to face him with narrowed eyes. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because there’s a good chance you have a broken or fractured rib?” You quipped.

Hanma’s face immediately drops. “How did you know…?”

“I’ll tell you if you get that dirty shirt off and let me do what I need to do,” you offer, giving him your own smug once-over. Begrudgingly, he complies. Reaching for the hem of his shirt, he tugs it over. Or at least tries to. He could barely make it over his head, the large black and blue bruising on the right side of his torso making itself known, hinting that Hanma would certainly be having one hell of a time just trying to take off his own shirt. Watching him struggle, you chuckle, which doesn’t go unnoticed by the frustrated delinquent.

“What’s so fuckin’ funny?” he glowers. 

You couldn’t help but giggle once more. Who would’ve thought a feared gangster could be so hopeless? Shaking your head, you motion for Hanma to come closer. “Here let me help you.”

Scooting over more, you reach out and gently grasp the hem of his shirt, using the scissors in your other hand to cut upwards through his shirt.

 “Seems you're the only pervert here doc.” he smirks, staring at your focused gaze. You pause your actions, peeking up at him. 

“Have you forgotten that I have a sharp object near you?”

He shrugs. “So what? You plan on killing me if I piss you off enough?,” he cheekily taunts.

You smile, malicious intent oozing from behind the sweet facade you presented. “Of course not~” You cooed. “After all, I’m a doctor, not a murderer.”

“That so,” he replies. You hummed, honing in closer to his face. “However, I have always wanted to try performing a vasectomy on a patient,” you mention, watching as his smirk slowly diminish.

Clearing his throat he replies, “I-is that so?”

You hummed once more. “So, if you value your reproductive organs, I suggest you don’t test my patience any further.”

Returning to the task at hand, you manage to take off his shirt without much movement (or distraction), discarding it as well as the scissors on the coffee table next to the items organized on it.

“Now, I’m gonna press down on the bruised area, when I do, I want you to tell me if it hurts or not, ok?”

“Sure thing doc-SHIT!,” He howls, grimacing.

Safe to say, with a few more well-deserved pokes and prods, his rib was, indeed, broken. Grabbing the brown bottle, you take off the cork and begin to apply some of the oily product on his ribs, rubbing light circles into the bruise using your gloved-fingers.

Sniffing, he gags. “What the hell is that smell? Are you smearing shit on me or something?”

You stifle a laugh. “N-no, it's to help the bruising. But, regardless, you need to rest for a few days. It’s obvious you’ve got a broken rib or two.”

Once you were done, you take off your gloves, tossing them with the discarded shirt and grabbing the dressing and medical tape, you begin to bandage his waist. The whole time as you semi-mummified Hanma, you couldn’t help but take in his toned torso. Noticing how each time you made a lap around his waist with the gauze, you could see the slight flex in his - quite visible - abs. It took all your willpower you could gather not to lose your composure, motivated by the fact that you'd never hear the end of it from your egotistical savior.

Once you were done tightly wrapping his waist, you snipped off the dressing and tucked it neatly in the folds of bandaging. “All right, your set.”

“Finally,” Hanma mutters, quick to get up, only to be forced back down as a twinge of pain burns in his chest. Groaning, he holds his side.

“I told you you need to take it easy. What don’t you understand?” You scold as you packed up the medical supplies back into the tin box.  

Hanma throws a pout your way as you discard his shirt and the used gloves. You make your way back to the bathroom, placing the tin box back where it belonged as well as the gauze and medical tape and taking the opportunity to wash your hands to rid yourself of any lingering germs.

Padding back into the living room with a fresh shirt, you're greeted with an unbelievably cute sight. Hanma laying on his back on the couch as Midnight seated herself comfortably on his torso. You couldn’t help but squeak at the sight, drawing both of their attention towards you.

“She likes you, huh?”

He smirks, “Yeah, more than you~”

Rolling your eyes, you walk over to him, tossing the shirt on his face and using the chance to make off with Midnight. "Hey!" Giggling, you pad into the kitchen with Midnight cradled in your arms. "Who do you like more, me or the scary gangster?"

"Meow!"

"Good choice!"

After serving dinner (which was instant ramen and another can of tuna), Hanma speaks up, "How did you know I had a broken rib? Like, before you started poking me n' shit."

"Hmmm..." pondering the question, you take a sip from your cup of juice. "Well...I noticed that every time you moved your torso a bit too much, your breathing would hitch slightly and become erratic. Also, you were grimacing a lot every time you moved too much. One of the few signs of a possible broken rib is when it gets hard to breathe because a patient feels a burning or painful sensation in their chest.”

"Well I'll be damned..,"he mutters to himself, propping his elbow against the coffee table, while resting his head in his hand.

"So you're a doctor, huh?"

You couldn't help but snort at the label. "Not quite," you say, shaking your head. "I dropped out of med-school mid-way through getting my Phd. So technically, I'm not close to anything as an official doctor." You uttered, toying with the chopsticks of your empty bowl of ramen.

"Official or not, you are one hell of a doctor." You raise a brow. "Is my snotface of a neighbor paying me a compliment?" you mused.

"Hmmm, don't push your luck smart ass." He retorts, a small smirk forming on his face. You snickered. 

There's a comfortable silence that settles as the chatter between you two dies down. However, it is only brief, as you take the chance to ask some of your own questions.

"So..." Your voice knocks Hanma out from his slightly dazed expression, turning his attention to you and away from his empty cup of beer.

"So?" He questions.

"So your name is Hanma Shuji, right?"

"In the flesh." He simpers, winking at you. "It's nice to finally know your name after a week of just acknowledging each other's existence."

"Hm? I never told you my name?"

You grip your chopsticks. "Do you not remember slamming the door in my face without even bothering to use my name properly?"

"Not really, no."

Of course he doesn't. The lousy jerk.

You huffed. "Well, it's nice to know my infamous neighbor's name...," you grumbled, downing the rest of your juice.

"By the way..."

"Hm?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For stepping in and beating up those gangsters. I mean...," you pause, searching your thoughts. "If it weren't for you, I'd be in a bodybag by now."

He sighs, "Don't mention it."

"No, I mean really-"

"It's not a big deal." He cuts in. "It was only fair since you helped me with the door and all," he mumbles, tossing his gaze over to a random part of the room. 

"Besides, I was bored anyway, so I needed something to entertain myself, and it just so happens that trouble seems to follow you wherever you go." 

That's it...

You threw your empty cup at his face. 

"What the-did you just throw that at me?!"

"I did, what're you gonna do about it?" You remarked.

Hanma attempts to get up, only to be greeted with the familiar harsh sensation in his chest, squeezing a groan from him.

Clapping your hands together you smile warmly at his pained expression. "Well, I'm gonna head to bed. I'll see you in the morning, Shuji."

Standing up, you grab the empty bowl of ramen and cups, placing them in the sink before heading to your room. Leaving your wounded neighbor to make the floor his new bed for the rest of the night.

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[helperhome]

Foraging! (1/?)

With the way the world is and the direction we're headed in as a society, it's becoming increasingly essential to become as self-reliant as possible. Unfortunately in just a few generations, the “leaders” of our world have nearly wiped all of the old common knowledge away. Capitalist consumerism has turned us into reliant beings who - for the most part - have stopped doing things that are in sync with the earth. We rely on stores for everything - from food to “convenient” items such as paper products, cleaning supplies, and other home goods. But did you know that with a little work you can make everything you need? For a long time i didn't either.

Foraging is an important skill that everyone should know! You can find most of the things you’d need for your daily life.

Some of my favorite foods to forage for are predominantly greens, but some plants also have edible seeds and roots as well. Most of the best forage is considered “weeds” by our society, which is unfortunate. Take lamb’s quarter for example; a common weed known around the world that is high in fiber, vitamin A, and vitamin C. It also contains a bunch of other important nutrients such as calcium, omega-3, omega-6, and manganese. 

Another nutritious “weed” is purslane. It’s high in omega-3’s and potassium. One thing to be aware of is oxalic acid, which is found in purslane, known to be an anti-nutrient. While those with kidney issues should use caution with this compound, cooking the plant before consumption can help break down the acid. 

Along with those, I also enjoy bitter dock, which is loaded with vitamin A and potassium. The roots of this plant are also known for having a detoxifying effect on the liver. 

Many of the weeds in the US are renowned across the globe and a perfect example of that is amaranth. An ancient grain that is a staple in many countries is regarded as a pest here. This impressive plant has been able to develop a resistance to glyphosate (a cancer-causing chemical used in Roundup), which will likely become highly important in years to come. This plant’s leaves and seeds are edible and highly beneficial, containing vitamins A and C, calcium, folate (leaves), and protein (seeds). A fun bonus to this awesome plant: you can pop the seeds (~100k per plant) like popcorn! There’s a reason why this plant is loved around the world. 

Since we’re discussing edible weeds, this beginner post would not be complete if we didn’t discuss dandelions. High in lots of vitamins such as A, K, and C, this plant is highly nutritious. The best part of this plant (in my opinion)? This plant is basically heart medicine AND the ENTIRE plant is edible! My favorite part of the plant would have to be the roots, they taste delicious and become perfectly tender when added to soups or sautees. The roots also help metabolize estrogen (while important), which can cause major problems in both men and women when in high concentrations. Since it can be found in tap water (in the US), everyone should try to consume dandelion to reduce any harmful effects of it.

I will be focusing some time on discussing a lot of the different plants you can forage for, as well as their uses, so stay tuned for that!(:

{will add my sources in a bit, I just wanted to get this up a while(: }

#helperhome #foraging #dandelion #amaranth #lambs quarter #purslane #self sufficiency

[chublov1]

Introduction post <3

Hi, you can call me Chublov or Lov! I'm nonbinary and I use they/them pronouns.

This is a feedism-centered blog of a kink writer.

This is an 18+ kink blog! Do not interact with this blog if you are under 18!

If you are a harmful bigoted cunt in any way - I want nothing to do with you either and I hope you have a terrible life!

Last but not least, please remember that this is all based in consensual fantasy.

Having said that, let's get to the fun stuff c:

What to expect from this blog?

Kink fic behind-the-scenes & process content. Primarely queer feedism-focused!

Kink rambling & kink discovery chat, etc.

Occasional kink headcanons (mostly g3nsh1n 1mp4ct, since that's my main fandom and that's what I usually write on my Ao3)

More to be added <3

Fuller bio?

Chublov or Lov | they/them | NB | AroAce spec, don't care about labels that much though | a switch in every way you can think of

Not interested in having romantic partner/s

Ao3: danganchublov

Kinks?

Feedism! The dearest to me kink. I just want people to be confident and happy, and I think they look very good if they're gaining weight alongside all that. I'm just an all around feedist, enjoying all parts of it <3

In fiction I avoid non-con and most types of dub-con. I usually write my dub-con fantasies myself because I don't trust everyone with their intentions.

Here's a list of all the things I enjoy!

Weight gain, stuffing, clothes malfunction & tight clothes, funnel feeding, hand feeding, gluttony/greed, bondage, body worship (belly rubs, etc.), burps & hiccups, corruption, loss of mobility, immobility (fantasy, roleplay), before & after, slight slob, inflation (water, cum), pregnancy/some hyperpreg, lactation & milking, mommy kink, dumbfication, all sorts of expansion, sub/dom stuff (especially bratting & dom bottoms), some leather, some piss kink (focus on holding it in), petplay, some hucow, finally all sorts of belly kinks more or less. Not the biggest fan of vore and tf but there are some types that I like on occassion. Knotting if I'm in the mood.

I'm also a furry, so all this stuff applies to humans and anthro characters. Consent is key; I never write about individuals below the age of consent. I stick to writing NSFW with 18+ characters.

I like to explore other stuff, especially if it's connected to some kind of belly kink!

Definitely NOT into...

Death feedism, medical kink, non-con, ageplay, detrans stuff

(list to be updated)

Don't request fics with these topics. Don't discuss them with me either!

Questions/asks?

I'm down to answer any kink (or not) related questions and asks, as long as they're somewhat respectful! Reminder that I'm just a person who writes porn and that's really it. Just apply general reason and we'll be good.

Feel free to throw any feedism stuff asks my way, this is what I got this blog for lmao

Also I may open Tumblr-exclusive drabble requests in the future, so stay tuned for that!

See you guys around <3

#admin

[littleelmmostreliablehvaccompany]

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A maintenance see, or tune-up, usually costs about $150 to $300, and also it normally includes the substitute of broken parts. For a much more extensive maintenance strategy, you may want to take into consideration employing a business that provides a yearly maintenance strategy. Routine heating and cooling maintenance is necessary for the efficiency of your a/c system, and it also assists your indoor air high quality. It prevents problems from emerging as well as allows you to enjoy cooler air during warm days. It likewise assists you conserve cash on energy as well as discharges. It is advised to schedule upkeep sees twice a year.  Explore more on this subject by clicking here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heating,_ventilation,_and_air_conditioning.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

fluff alphabet with madison montgomery? <3

Absolutely! I know you've been waiting awhile for this, so I apologize for that. I haven't been writing much lately because of my mental health. I hope you enjoy it! She may be a bitch, but Madison owns my heart <3

Madison Montgomery Fluff Alphabet

Warnings: sexual innuendos, mentions of getting drunk, swearing

A ctivites- What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time?

She likes to take you out shopping whenever she can, especially since you have to spend most of your time studying. She mostly takes you places like Sephora, but she might indulge your fashion taste if you ask nicely (this happens on very rare occasions however, since she's the one spending most of the money).

B eauty- What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Madison admires how much you put up with her. Seriously, everyone else that she'd been in relationships with left just a couple weeks in, if that, but you stuck around. Physically, she loves your chest. Regardless of your assigned gender at birth and whether you have boobs or not, she loves laying on top of you with her head on your chest after a long day.

C omfort- How would they help if their s/o is feeling down/have a panic attack etc.?

I'm gonna be blunt, she's not good at comforting people at all. She's not very in tune with her emotions, so if you started crying over something she'd probably make fun of you at first, especially if it was over something small. Once she realized you were seriously upset, she'd slowly pull you closer to her and awkwardly pat you on the head, trying not to upset you anymore than she already had.

D reams- How do they picture their future with their s/o?

A small part of her wants to have your stereotypical family life, until she remembers she hates doing housework and doesn't like children. What she really wants most of all though is to find a nice condo somewhere in upstate New York where she can further her acting career and do modeling on the side. You being there with her, of course, as her permanent plus one.

E qual- Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Looking at her, you might automatically think Madison's more dominant, but I see her as more of a passive "dom in the streets, sub in the sheets" if you catch my drift. Especially if you've been together for a while, because it means she's had time to learn to trust you and feel comfortable giving you more control.

F ight- Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

When Madison fights, she goes all out. She knows exactly what to say in order to break you down and make you cry. Depending on what it was about and who started the fight depends on who's going to apologize first. If you started it, most of the time you have to give Madison some time to cool down before approaching her again, otherwise it'll result in another fight. If she started it, however, don't expect her to come apologize right away. Quite the contrary, as her pride won't let her. When she finally does apologize, she does her best to make it seem sincere, even if she's still acting sarcastic while doing so.

G ratitude- How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

She appreciates the fact that when you first met you tried your best to break down the walls she had built up around herself, even though it wasn't easy. She knows she can be difficult to handle at times, so the fact that you stayed is something she will forever be grateful for.

H onesty- Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Madison is a mixed bag when it comes to honesty. On one hand, she won't hesitate to tell you the painful, God awful truth, but on the other hand, it's very difficult to get her to be honest on something that has to do with her emotions.

I nspiration- Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

You guys both changed each other, for the good. You helped to teach Madison that it's okay to be emotional and feel things, even if you don't understand them at times, and she helped teach you how to be more assistive and take care of yourself.

J ealousy- Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Yes, for sure. She's not really one to share, especially if she's in a long term relationship. To be honest, Madison's not very good at dealing with her emotions. She'd honestly rather choose to ignore them and hope the situation resolves itself, although if she sees someone flirting with you at like a party or something, she'll get pissed, even more so if she noticed they were making you feel uncomfortable. At that point you'd probably have to physically drag her away from the situation in order to make sure she doesn't kill somebody.

K iss- Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Oh yeah, definitely. She's had a lot of practice with a lot of partners over the years, so she knows what she's doing. Your first kiss with her was completely unexpected, as she kissed you when she was drunk, the smell of cigarettes wafting through the air and the taste of alcohol on her lips.

L ove Confession- How would they confess to their s/o?

After your drunken kiss, you confronted her about it the next day, where she rather bluntly told you she thought you looked hot and wanted to know what your lips tasted like. You confessed to her you liked her too, and you both started dating shortly after that.

M arriage- Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

She might seem cool and collected about the whole thing, but deep down she would be super nervous to make such a huge commitment. She's never had any relationships that's lasted longer than a couple of weeks before, so she's worried she's making the wrong decision until she realizes you're the only one she wants to be with. When proposing she'd be blunt, probably just sliding you the box with the ring across the table towards you one day while out at lunch.

N icknames- What do they call their s/o?

Mostly babe, especially when you're around others. When you're alone, however, is when she uses the more sincere pet name darling. Sometimes she'll teasingly call you daddy or mommy just to see how you would react, and she often sarcastically uses the name sweetie or sweetheart if she's pissed off about something.

O n Cloud Nine- What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

When Madison's in love, it's not obvious to everyone, since she acts normal for the most part, but for people who know her personally, they can tell because she's in a much better mood and is much nicer to people in general. She's not all that great at expressing her feelings, but every now and then she'll let you know she loves you by doing something special for you, like taking you out to dinner or to go shopping, which she pays for.

P DA- Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

She's very boastful about the fact she's dating you. She loves telling random people she meets how amazing you are as a lover and friend. In fact, she talks about you so much everytime she even mentions you in a sentence whoever she's speaking to groans with exhaustion because they know she's going to go on some tangent about something you did or said the other day. She's also very big on kissing you in public, especially if she notices some random weirdo making eyes at you. She'll pull you in for a long, extended kiss while flipping them off.

Q uirk- Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

I don't know if this would be considered a special ability or not, but Madison can make a mean cocktail. She's really gifted when it comes to anything to do with mixing alchohol. She's also great when it comes to putting together an outfit and doing her makeup. If you ever find yourself having a fashion disaster, she's the person the call. And y'know, she also happens to know how to do magic.

R omance- How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Oh, she is very cliche. Madison's the type of person who, when finding out their partner had a bad day, would start running them a warm bath with bubbles and set a few lit candles near the tub. She would also totally be the type of person to do the thing with the red rose petals that lead to the bedroom.

S upport- Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

She's supportive in whatever you do, although she doesn't show it very often. You can tell, however, by the way she compliments your work in her own Madison way. "It looks good, for an amateur anyway." Yeah, don't expect her to say much more than that.

T hrill- Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

There's not really a lot to do at Robichaux's except for study, so you guys usually hit up one of the local bars when you want to get out of the house. Every now and then you'll end up sneaking into a VIP party that's happening somewhere downtown and pretend like you're guests of honor, with both of you blackout drunk and getting kicked out by the end of the night (the amount of times Zoe had to bail for you is astronomical).

U nderstanding- How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

At this point in the relationship, Madison knows you like the back of her hand. Sometimes it's difficult for her to understand why you would act a certain way or get upset over something small, but she tries her best to sympathize with you, and never purposely puts you in a situation that would do you more harm than good.

V alue- How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Oh, her relationship with you is very important to her. When you guys first met, she didn't think you'd end up meaning so much to her, but you do. She'd do literally anything in order to make you happy, including stop drinking excessively and give up smoking.

W ild Card- A random Fluff Headcanon.

One thing Madison loves to do is watch trashy reality TV with you. It's become almost like a ritual at this point to turn on The Real Housewives of wherever at the end of the day. With her being a celebrity, she's got all the dirt on the people you're watching and won't hesitate to talk shit about someone on the show.

X OXO- Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

She'll never admit to it, but Madison loves when you initiate physical contact. When you take her hand into yours, or softly kiss her lips, or wrap your arms around her waist and pull her into a tight hug- those are the moments she lives for.

Y earning- How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

Probably by drinking more than usual and moping around the house. She's like pouty toddler who's toy got taken away when she misses you, and she'll snap at whoever tries to ask her what's wrong or otherwise irritates her.

Z eal- Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

She would literally kill someone for you, so I think that already tells you the lengths she'd be willing to go in order to make you happy. If someone ever hurt you, whether it be physically or mentally, Madison would do whatever it would take in order to keep you safe. She'd definitely use her status as a celebrity to bring such things to light, unless you objected to it.

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