#he'll be up later tonight :D

[a-hazbin-reader]

Do you have Alastor x drunk flirty Reader?😞

I wanna see how flustered he is omg

As per the poll~

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Alcohol, Drunk!Wife, Alastor STRUGGLING to contain his wife's rizz, He's embarrassed but likes it

Description:☝️⬆️

Alastor can handle his liquor pretty well, years of drinking with Mimzy has built up his tolerance to a considerable degree

As his wife, you had some tolerance but not nearly as high as your husband's, Mimzy often teasing you for not being able to keep up with the two of them

It didn't help that once the alcohol was in your system that your drunken mind just wanted your husband and his attention, so it was always painfully obvious when you were drunk

So you tried to limit yourself to a few drinks whenever you went out in order the avoid that outcome

But tonight, it had failed, Angel taking everyone out for drinks and dragging you along with them, your husband forced to tag along

Because he was not going to miss out on time with his wife, hell no, never gonna happen

You did try and keep to your limit, but the fun atmosphere and being surrounded by your friends made you loosen up a bit

Everyone kept buying more drinks and they kept coming your way, your husband started to try to drink some for himself but you had started to whine at him

"Alastor..! That's... my... my... mine..."

He squished your cheeks together to mess up your cute pout, your face flushed and stance a little wobbly

"You, my dear~ Are completely drunk right now...~"

He's a little drunk too but won't admit it

It's all he can do not to gush and coo over how cute you are, he forgot just how adorable you could be when you were drunk

You suddenly surge forward and sit yourself in his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as he struggles to balance the two of you on the barstool

"I'm not drunk~ Just needy for my husband~"

The combination of your low tone and fingers playing with the edges of his collar makes his face heat up, a small bleat escaping him

You lean against him, rubbing your cheek against his shoulder as you reach up to play with the ends of his hair instead, sighing happily

"You really are... just so handsome, you know~"

Alastor grips your hand gently to pull it away, clearing his throat before another embarrassed sound comes out, blushing slightly

"D-Darling... we're in public..!"

But you're not listening to him, your unsteady gaze on his lips and poking his nose happily

"You~ Are~ Just so~ Irresistible~"

He's mortified that your only reaction is to laugh and slap your hands over his cheeks, pulling him in for a long kiss

His ears twitch wildly as he hears the others whooping at the two of you, Angel, Charlie and Niffty being the loudest of the bunch

Alastor hardly gets the chance to catch his breath once you finally pull away, sputtering out nonsense about PDA and married couples

You don't even look ashamed of yourself, humming a song to yourself that he'll later realize was the love song you both dedicated to each other

"Darling, I think it's time for us to go home."

It's all he can do not to immediately give in when you whine and give him puppy eyes, clinging to him tightly once he picks you up

Only to feel flustered when that pathetic look turns into something more sultry and you grip his shirt to tug him closer to your face

"Alastor, you dirty rascal~ You just can't wait to get me home, huh~?"

Your laughter and teasing words make him blush more, having to look up at the ceiling in an effort to hide it

A pleasant chill runs up his spine as he feels your lips kissing along his neck, a hand sneaking under under his jacket

"Darling, please contain yourself..!"

"You never let me spoil you..! Come on, Alastor~ Let me treat you right~"

Another bleat escapes him as he quickly carries you out of the bar, only then realizing you managed to smuggle out a drink

"How in the world did you-"

You give him a sappy smile and press a finger to his lips, cooing at him like he's the one who's being silly

"I wouldn't be your wife if I didn't have ways of surprising you~"

His gaze softens a bit, and he leans down to nuzzle your head gently, savoring the soft sound that escapes your mouth

"You would always be my wife, no matter what..."

His little comment seems to sober you up suddenly, blushing and squeezing him tight the rest of the way back home, something he's grateful for

He would be mortified if anyone knew how easily his wife could fluster him when she really wanted to

He doesn't put you down until you two reach the hotel and even then he keeps an arm wrapped around you to keep you steady

"Alastor..! I can walk by myself, you know..!"

He only hums and kisses your head, not letting you go despite your whines and adorable protests

"I'm well aware, my dear~ Try to think of this as for my benefit~"

It was apparently the right choice of words because you practically purr and glue yourself to his side, putting nearly all you weight on him

"I see~ This is just another excuse to keep me close to you~ You softie~"

Another hot flush of embarrassment flows through him, too flustered to do anything other than accept the kiss you steal from his lips

And because he's a good husband, he helps you get ready for bed, getting you into your pajamas and making sure you drink some water before you lay down

Only to be taken by surprise when you suddenly tug him down on the bed next to you and roll on top of him, nearly tumbling off the bed from the momentum

"Darling! You'll fall!!"

It takes all of his strength and reflexes to grab your hips and haul you back into his lap, panting from the sudden adrenaline rush

You're oblivious to it, only leaning down to rub noses with him, a big smile on your face as you hug him

"Mmn... It's a good thing I have such a strong, powerful overlord husband to catch me, then, isn't it~?"

Maybe it was your flattery, or your adorable drunken nature, or the comfort of your weight settled on top of him, but Alastor suddenly just felt so warm and sleepy

His arms wrap around you, rubbing your back softly as he kisses the side of your head, sighing happily

"My dear, you are just such a treat... especially when you're completely and utterly drunk~"

You're already half asleep, head nestled against his chest and eyes closed, humming the same song as before

"Mn... not drunk..."

He chuckles softly and kisses your head again, nuzzling you before eventually noticing that you've fallen asleep

Alastor won't let go of you the entire night, not even when he himself falls asleep, so you wake up hungover and trapped in his arms

"Ugh... Alastor, let go of me. I think I got drunk last night..."

Your sudden struggle to escape his grip wakes him up, yawning and rolling onto his side yet not letting you go, only holding you tighter

"Mm... I told you so, darling..."

X3

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin x reader

[asimpforyagami]

🇨​​ 🇴 ​​🇳 ​​🇫​​ 🇪 ​​🇸​​ 🇸 ​​🇮 ​​🇴 ​​🇳​ ！

BSD MEN REACTING TO A CONFESSION.

↷ A/N ─ yes new divider again because im indecisive as heck

★ FT. ─ dazai , chuuya , ranpo , akutagawa , atsushi , fyodor

!! TAGS ─ mentions of suicide, insecurities, overall fluff

"i love you."

ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ.

promptly replies with, "i love you too."

he'll lean into you with an amused smile because he lowkey thinks you're joking

when he realizes you're serious about it he'll immediately stop the stupid grin

and look at you with this sincere look you've never seen on his face before

he'll hold your hand and everything while repeating "i love you too," for a second time, only this time he's serious about it too

definitely asks for double suicide later

"You know it's my motto to unalive myself with a beautiful woman. How lucky of you to have been bestowed upon this honour."

"Mhm."

"I'll say yes if you join me in a double suicide," he asks with puppy eyes.

"Dazai, you already said yes."

"I'll say it again!"

​ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ.

he stops abruptly and half chokes on his expensive ass wine

poor boy is really confused 😭 because "where did that come from??"

he tries to play it cool but he's literally SCREAMING inside

we all know he's been betrayed a lot of times in the past so he feels hesitant about it

will decide to give it a shot tho

100% calls dazai to brag about it

"You may be taller or whatever (as if that matters in the first place) but were you the one able to steal her heart? Eh? I think not!"

You chuckle hearing him update his rival of his new relationship status.

"And anyway," he raises a glass of wine for toast. "I'd like to thank my good looks, good looks and did I mention my good looks (?) for making tonight the happiest night ever."

ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ.

"i know."

he has always observed every single thing about you - how you behave around others vs how you behave around him, the little times you look at him like you want his attention etc etc

he's known about this since like soooo long

he defo also knew when where and how you were gonna confess

went to yosano for tips to react to it and bought you chocolates and stuff. he thinks it'll make you happy :D

eats all of that himself even tho he originally bought it for you but you let it slide because he's a cutie patootie

"You could at least have been a bit subtle about it," he says, munching on his chips. "I mean, anyone who saw you would've been able to guess. I didn't even need my ability for this!"

He lifts his chin up thoughtfully, fingers ripping open another packet of snacks. "You should be grateful I'm not a snitch. Eh, well," he shrugs, "You're now dating the greatest detective in the world! Congratulations!"

ᴀᴋᴜᴛᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ.

"eh???"

like chuuya, he's pretty confused too

"are you sure?"

tries to keep a straight face and hide his fluster

he'll narrow his eyes at you as if he's trying to read your emotions. he doesn't wanna get hurt if he gets too attached to you and you two end up breaking up

also how tf is he supposed to believe that someone like YOU like someone like HIM?

reassure him that he's perfect please :( poor baby deserves the world

"I am a lot of work. I don't think you can keep up with all of that," he says shortly.

"I'll try my best."

"You don't have to."

"But I want to!"

He stares at you for a few moments, looking like he's about to cry.

"Oh, alright then," he waves a hand around. "But don't you ever leave me."

ᴀᴛꜱᴜꜱʜɪ.

screams

"SAY IT AGAIN PLEASE!"

jumps around everywhere in happiness

you dont even get a verbal answer the man's just dancing around

either that or he just faints

he's, like akutagawa, insecure about himself. but he's much more open to showing his emotions to you.

you end up cuddling the whole night or he calls off work to be with you for the rest of the day <3

"I..." he repeats the same word for the fifth time in a row.

"Yes?"

"Don't mind me, I'm just trying to come to terms with the fact that I get to date you."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, no!" he panics, wringing both hands all over himself hastily. "I love you! Really!"

ꜰʏᴏᴅᴏʀ.

no reaction. im sorry

spares a small glance at you but otherwise doesn't get distracted from his work

you think he's gone deaf from the way he just ignored you cuz what????

will spend like 15 minutes that way before extending an arm to you and you lowkey DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO??? HELP??

he'll stare at you for a few seconds before pulling you onto his lap and continuing with his work

and that's his way of saying yes

He shuts the computers around him down and taps your outer thigh twice. You immediately stand up and help him up. He stares at you for a few seconds, contemplating something.

"You know, I never thought I'd enable others to call me a lovesick fool."

"Does that mean you are a lovesick fool?"

"A little, maybe," he turns around and walks out of the door while you follow him with a soft smile on your face.

#bsd x reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #bsd scenarios #bsd hcs #bsd headcanons #dazai hcs #dazai x y/n #dazai x reader #chuuya imagines #chuuya x reader #fyodor hcs #fyodor x you #fyodor x reader #akutagawa hcs #akutagawa x reader #chuuya headcanons #dazai headcanons #dazai x you #fyodor imagines #atsushi hcs #atsushi nakajima #atsushi x reader #dazai bsd

[gi4hao]

☆ ANNIVERSARY DATES WITH SEVENTEEN

hyung line version! (scoups -> woozi)

had a really sunny weekend so please enjoy these sunshine-fueled scenarios!

— SEUNGCHEOL

turns out your anniversary took place during a vacation together, a week-long holiday near the beach. on the d-day, he refuses to say anything about his plans, no matter how many times you ask, to the point where you end up blindfolded as he leads you to his surprise. when you take the blindfold off, the only thing you can see is a white boat awaiting on the shore. at first you’re scared he might have actually bought the boat, but he ‘only’ rented it for a private dinner. the sun has just started to set and you’re glad to have picked one of your cutest outfits because you just know he’s going to be taking as many pictures of you as he can. you might be admiring the sunset, but he'll be admiring you the whole time.

— JEONGHAN

he truly racked his brain to find the per-fect date idea. on the day, he keeps you guessing with more than vague hints (like “we talked about doing that one day” as if you didn’t talk about literally doing everything together). but he’s confident in his surprise and rightfully so: at first you think it’s just a regular picnic, which would have been fine on its own, but as more people start to gather around you, you realize that a lantern festival is actually taking place here tonight. together, you scribble your wishes and dreams for the future on your lantern. and you love how he’s not even trying to hide what he’s writing: one thing about jeonghan, he’ll never try to conceal anything about his feelings for you.

— JOSHUA

this one has a proud smirk plastered on his face the entire morning, hinting at a surprise. you get in his car around 9am and drive for about twenty minutes until he stops in front of a fancy looking building. “you know how we always talk about moving to a bigger apartment yet never actually visit anything? well i figured today would be the day…”, he tells you excitedly. and it’s only when the realtor meets you on the street that you realize joshua has actually booked a visit. more than one, in fact: throughout the day, you visit four apartments, walking from one to the other hand in hand, already fantasizing about what life is going to look like for the two of you.

— JUN

both having a busy schedule, you recently told jun you missed having a proper dinner together and it’s given him the best idea for your anniversary: a nice dinner together without the practical difficulties of going to a fancy restaurant. when you come back home that evening, you find your place tastefully decorated with various candles, flowers and fairy lights. as for jun, he’s done his hair the way you like it best, dressed in an outfit you love, wearing the same perfume from when you first started dating. with a sheepish smile, he guides you to the balcony where the table is set, revealing the stunning city view from your apartment.

— SOONYOUNG

his plan for today is to make you feel as loved as ever, and that requires day-long dedication, starting with mandatory prince.ss treatment all morning. around 11, he tells you it’s “time to go” although you still have no idea what he’s talking about. but a 45 minutes drive later, you can make out the blueish color of the sea in the horizon. with him by your side, you know it won’t be just any beach day: picnic on the sand, a long walk along the shore spent saying “look, it’s us!” when you see two relatively close rocks, and most of all, soaking up the sun together in the water, all while being that clingy couple who cannot stop swooning over each other.

— WONWOO

this morning, wonwoo wakes up particularly early to cook breakfast for the both of you. you’re already awake by the time he’s done, but he looks so adorable trying to balance the tray while opening the door with his foot that you pretend like you’re still asleep. later, he surprises you with a gift which looks… a bit odd. you didn’t really expect a QR code. but you scan it anyways, and then everything starts to make sense: the QR code brings you to a website, a shelter website more specifically. “are we…”, you start, a huge smile already on your lips. “going on a shelter date to get a cat? absolutely”, he replies, glad you’re enjoying his surprise as much as he hoped.

— JIHOON

to him, this is the perfect day to show how much your relationship means to him, because he fears you might not know it well enough (you do). so he’s got a little something prepared… the first part of his plan is to fake an apology: “i’m really sorry, i completely forgot…”. second part is to say he’ll take you to movies another day, which you accept, still half-upset. and finally, last part is to welcome you home on the d-day, takeout ready on the table but most importantly, with a homemade outdoor cinema right in your backyard. thick mattresses, fluffy pillows and a large white screen facing a brand-new projector, he went all out to make sure you feel as cherished as he always does.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

#i’ll be honest #i did giggle a few times when writing this #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seungcheol x reader #seungcheol fluff #seungcheol imagines #scoups x reader #scoups fluff #scoups imagines #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan fluff #jeonghan imagines #joshua fluff #joshua x reader #joshua imagines #jun x reader #jun fluff #jun imagines #hoshi x reader #hoshi imagines #hoshi fluff #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo imagines #woozi x reader #woozi fluff #woozi imagines

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

Your resident Crawling Chaos, back with more OPLA headcanons.

Another huge thanks to everyone who's been sharing and liking and following. You're all just amazing. I'm working on getting through these headcanons alongside an ask request, that latter of which I'm almost finished with and may be up tonight.

Without further ado, it's headcanons with everyone's favorite green-haired swordsman, Zoro!

Whoops, wrong gif.

I'm SORRY I COULDN'T RESIST.

I mean it's totally normal to pick at the people you love.

So, headcanons. Like Mihawk and Shanks, ranging from total fluff to spicy, and very much NSFW.

LA!Zoro X Fem!Reader

A— Through —Z(oro)

A — Afterglow (How are they have sex?)

Considering how much effort he exerts training on a daily basis, he's going to fall asleep pretty quickly.

But you're not going anywhere.

Not with his arms curled around you, holding you against his chest.

Even if he's already asleep, his grip is going to tighten around your waist, keeping you close.

He hasn't been close to many people in his life, and he's pretty starved for physical affection, so your warmth is positively addictive to him.

B — Backrubs? (Do they like them? Like giving them?)

Looks at you like you're speaking another language if you offer him one.

"Wha...why?"

But he's not going to turn it down.

And he's never going to turn it down again after the first time.

"O...oh. Oh—that feels—oh shit yeah..."

He thought that "sore" was just the default state of anyone who spent the vast majority of their time physically active.

He'll try to return the favor if you want one. He's a little clumsy about it since it's not exactly something he's used to doing, but his hands always feel nice and he takes instruction well enough.

It's not long before his hands are wandering, though.

Not that you're complaining.

C — Cuddling (Do they enjoy cuddling a lot or only at certain moments?)

Zoro likes having you close, but mostly in private.

He loves to bury his face in the crook of your neck while you comb your fingers through his hair.

Wrap his arm tight around your waist and just breathe you in.

D — Dance (Are they good at it? Do they enjoy it?)

Says he has two left feet, but he's never realy tried.

He'll let you try to teach him, but he's going to complain the whole time.

"Come on, what's the point in this? Can't we just spar instead?"

And probably blush a little about how close you are.

And definitely never admit out loud that he actually enjoys it.

E — Extravagant Gestures (Things they do to make you feel loved)

Zoro is pretty new to this, so you're going to have to bear with him.

He's spent the entirety of his life focused on his career as a swordsman and never taken any time for romance before.

Doesn't really think much about doing anything extravagant.

But he will literally put his life on the life to keep you safe.

Even if he knows you're pretty strong yourself, he goes completely ferral if he sees you've been hurt.

F — Fighting (How do they hand arguments/apologies?)

He has to always get the last word in.

Turns into a bit of an overgrown toddler, honestly. Slamming doors and being in general grumpy about the whole ordeal.

Refusing to talk about the problem for a while, then feeling guilty after the fact.

Approaching you later when no one else is around, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Look, I probably...could have handled that better. Not really used to this, but—y'know. Sorry."

If he sees you've been crying he's instantly gutted.

G — Going Out (What do they do for dates?)

If you have anything specific in mind, you're going to have to do the planning.

It's not that he doesn't enjoy spending time together—he just doesn't really understand what constitutes a "date"

Gets a little awkward about asking.

"Hey, ah—you know, I'll probably get lost if I leave the ship by myself so...wanna go do something?"

H — Heartache (How would they handle it if you broke up with them?)

He's going to do everything in his power to act like he's unaffected.

But everyone notices it.

Snapping and being more short-tempered than usual.

Spending more and more time training and napping.

Deflecting when anyone asks about it.

Unable to get you out of his head and working himself to the point of overexertion just to try to ignore his thoughts.

I — Intimacy (When are they intimate with you? And how often?)

Mostly in private.

Will probably curl his arm around your waist when you stand close.

Straight-up blushes when you kiss him in front of the rest of the crew at first, even on the cheek, but he gets used to it over time and starts returning the gesture.

In private, it's a miracle if he's not holding you.

He absolutely loves it when you lay across his chest with your cheek at his shoulder.

J — Joker (How do they make you laugh)

Not really one for cutting jokes, but his sarcastic one-liners are an art form.

Especially when he gets into an insult-match with Sanji.

Even if you are typically the one who has to break it up before comes to blows.

K — Kissing (How good? How often?)

He honestly loves kissing you, and he's going to take any chance to pull you aside to do so.

He's starved himself of physical affection for the vast majority of his life, so he savors every second of it.

Pulling you against him by your hips and wrapping an arm around your waist.

Or walking you back into the wall and leaning over you with his hand over your head.

Slow, deep kisses when you wake up in his arms are his weakness.

L — Lay down (How do they sleep with you? Are they a cuddler or do they prefer their space?)

He has to have you against him.

Laid across his chest with an arm around your back.

If you wake up before him, you're not going anywhere until he's ready to move.

If you're too busy to nap, he's going to wait until you're not.

Absolutely refuses to lay down without you at any given time.

M — Making babies (Do they want to settle down and have kids?)

Yeah, no.

At least not for a very long time.

His dream of being the world's greatest swordsman takes precedence right now. Having a kid would make that borderline impossible.

N — Nervous? (How confident are they when it comes to romance?)

As confident as Zoro is about everything else, this whole romance thing has him pretty out of his element.

Had a few one night stands and flings during his time pirate hunting, but never anything serious.

He would never admit that he's nervous, but he's more obvious than he thinks.

Trying to act aloof but stumbling over words.

Getting legitimately surprised when you do the simplest little things for him.

O — Oral Fixation (Giving or recieving? And how good are they?)

Your mouth makes him weak.

Shivering when you wrap your hand around his cock and trail your tongue up the length and wrap your lips around the head.

Gripping your hair with both hands, alternating between laying his head back and watching you.

He's pretty sure he'd go crazy if he watched you the entire time, especially with the way you gaze up to meet his eyes.

Holding your head still when it gets too good to hold back and thrusting back to your throat.

"Oh fuck I love it when you gag on it—"

He's definitely returning the favor.

Picking you up and setting you on the nearest surface—a bed, a hammock, a table, anywhere he can tug off your panties and pull your legs over his shoulders.

Slow and sensual, but not teasing—he just loves hearing your little moans and whimpers, feeling your thighs trembling.

Pushing one or two fingers in and out of you so he can feel you tighten up when you come.

P — Pet Peeves (Things they don't like in a partner)

Nagging. You asked him to do something and he's going to do it, don't get pushy about it or it's going to take him even longer.

Lack of communication—he is new to this whole relationship thing, you can't expect him to know everything you want all the time if you don't tell him.

Flirting with Sanji. Just don't. He can and will murder that shitty waiter.

Q — Quiet Time (How much alone time do they need, or do they want to be with you 24/7?)

He's always been a solitary person, and it surprises him juat how much time he wants to spend with you.

Doesn't want you glued to his side or anything, but he'd rather be with you than not be with you.

Especially in a new place. He knows you can handle yourself, but still gets worried something might happen to you and takes it upon himself to act as your personal body guard.

And let's face it, he'd get lost if he went off on his own anyway.

R — Romance (How romantic are they? Do they have to force it or does it come natural?)

For not having much experience, he's honestly incredibly sweet when you're alone together

Playing with your hair.

Foreheads touching just so he can look into your eyes.

Slow, tender kisses and gentle caresses.

"You're way too good for me."

Gets absolutely flustered if anyone walks in, and you giggling about it doesn't help.

S — Spending Money (How much do they like to spend on you?)

To be fair, he doesn't really have much money. None of you do.

But he's pretty insistent on paying for both of you if you go out together, even if that's all he can do right now.

He wants to buy things for you, and if the crew ever strikes it big, he plans on making up for it.

T — Trust (Are they trusting of you? Jealous?)

Zoro has a lot of trust issues in general, but he's pretty trusting of you.

You haven't given him any reason not to trust you.

He still hasn't told you everything about his past, but he's getting around to it.

U — Underwear (What kind do they wear, and what kind do they like on you?)

He's not very particular about his own underwear.

Definitely comfort and maneuverability over looks, but if you have a preference he's fine with it, as long as it's not thongs or something.

Don't even ask, he's not.

But he loves seeing you in a thong. The skimpier the better.

If he can reach under your skirt and feel your bare ass, he's going to be absolutely ferral for you in an instant.

V — Vulnerable (How vulnerable are they with you? Is it easy for them to open up to you?)

He's more vulnerable with you than he is with anyone else.

Still doesn't exactly wear his heart on his sleeve, but he's trying.

Used to handling everything himself so it's a steep learning curve.

Tries to voice things that bother him, even if it comes out a little forced and awkward, but he makes the effort, and you're proud of him for it.

W — Wine and Dine (Do they prefer meals at home or going out with you? Who does more of the cooking?)

A cook Zoro definitely is not.

He'd rather take you out and not have to deal with Sanji, but money is an object.

He loves watching you cook. He might even offer to help, but you probably shouldn't let him.

He could burn a pot of boiling water.

X — X-Rated (How good are they in bed? What do they like?)

Very passionate, and a little playful.

It drives him crazy when you tease him.

Bend over in front of him in a skirt and he's going to be dragging you off somewhere private in seconds.

Pushing you up against a wall and pushing your skirt up your hips.

Kissing you hard enough to bruise and pulling you against him by your ass so you can feel him get hard.

Shivering, kissing and growling against your neck when you rub him through his pants.

"God, you're such a little fucking tease..."

And he absolutely loves it.

Not wasting any time in pulling your shirt and your bra off so he can feel every inch of you.

Teasing your nipples with his thumb while he grips your ass harder to grind against you.

Wrestling out of his shirt when you get on your knees in front of him.

Tangling his hands in his hair and groaning when you wrap your lips around his cock.

Losing control fast and holding your head still to fuck your mouth until you're gagging on him.

Letting you go when you dig your fingers into his hips and pulling you back up by your hair, picking you up by your ass and kissing down the column of his throat while he catches his breath.

Laying you down on the nearest surface and kissing down your body.

Trying to get himself back under control so he doesn't cum within two minutes.

Pulling your skirt down and flinging it away, before giving you a grin and tugging your panties down with his teeth.

Pulling your thighs up over his shoulders and tugging you to him by your hips, immediately pushing two fingers inside you and sucking your clit.

Rolling his tongue in slow, firm circles, keeping his pace steady while you grip at his hair and arch your back and moan.

Giving a little purr/growl when you come, gripping your hips.

Absolutely craving you now, shifting up to lean over you, rubbing your thighs and thrusting into you before your orgasm is even over.

Going hard and heavy right from the first stroke.

Gripping at your thigh and your hair and groaning into your neck while you cling to him.

Reaching between you to rub your clit, bringing you right back to the edge in minutes.

"Come on, baby. Come for me again. Come on my cock."

Watching your eyes roll back and swearing under his breath when he feels your walls tighten around him.

Losing it immediately when you cry out and arch your back under him.

Pulling out and tugging on you by your arm until you lean down and wrap your lips around him again.

Pulling your head forward and groaning, holding you in place by your hair while you suck the cum out of him.

Collapsing into bed with you and pulling you onto his chest, kissing your neck and your forehead, telling you how good you are while you both catch your breath.

Y — Yearning (How long will they pursue the person they're interested in before losing interest?)

Not very long, honestly.

He'll shoot his shot a couple times, but if you're not interested he's not going to press it.

He respects your boundaries completely, and he doesn't abide the whole hard-to-get game.

If you decide you're interested after that, you're going to have to approach him.

Z — Zen (What do they do to wind down and relax? Do they prefer to do it alone or with you?)

As much as he trains, he needs a lot of downtime.

And he definitely wants you there for it.

Holding onto you like you're his teddy bear, having a beer or two with you, nuzzling into your hair.

He never really considered the possibility that he'd be as close to someone as he is to you, and doesn't want to waste any time being away from you.

He's still pretty reclusive, but you're the one exception to that rule.

#zoro x reader #opla #zoro opla #rorona zoro x reader #one piece live action #opla headcanons #opla fanfiction #zoro one piece #smut #one piece headcanons #one piece fanfiction

[ilovechuuy4]

Hi! I love your work, if you write smut would you be willing to write kinky Fyodor smut? He's probably vanilla ASF but like still 😭😭

A/N: UGH OMG TUMBLR IS SO ANNOYING BRO. ITS NOT LETTING ME POST JM GOIJG TO SOB. But yea he’s the most vanilla ass bro 😭

My attention is all on you darling

Fyodor D. X GN! Reader.;°

Warnings; kinks, smut, eating out/rimming, fingering, bjs/hjs, stretching etc

Headcanons

• Fyodor is definitely a very calm and nice husband but I feel like in bed he's very like, ready and a bit aggressive

• He has a decent after care he will probably get you nice food and cuddle you, washing will be a LOT later

• He doesn't like toys, he's the one to want to pleasure you himself

• Fyodor seems like a sadist but not like a big one maybe like degrading words in bed but sweetly

• The thought of him ruining you makes him excited

• He seems the one to enjoy blowjobs but I feel like he enjoys eating you out/rimming(if reader is male) you more

• Hair pulling kink for sure

• He'd probably edge you a lot not letting you cum until he says you can

• If you are giving him head, he'd want you to take as much of him as you can without hurting yourself

• "Such a good slut" type shit or like degrading praises

• Rough play/teasing

• slow and sensual sex

• he isn't the one to like groan but more of a whimper

• bending you over like the kitchen counter or the back of the couch

• Breeding kink???

• He'll cum where you want him to (inside out whteva)

• Picking you up in his arms and thrusting into you to reach deeper for sure

• he'll fuck you in different, private places (he's not the one to have sex with you in public spots)

Scenario!

It was around 12-1am and Fyodor has yet to come out from the office. He has had to be in it at least most of the day and night and only came out to eat or use the restroom, but that's all. You figured you would take things into your own hands and make Fyodor come to the room so you stand from the bed and make your way to his office. You skitter your way to the office door and open it, peeking inside to see the tired-ish russian man sitting at his desk typing away.

You sigh as you enter the office, closing the door behind you. "Fyodor." You whisper softly but loud enough for it to echo in the slightly empty office. Your husband turns to face you, his eyebrow cocked. "Yes, Myshka?" That thick Russian voice filling your ears for the first time that day. "I think it's time to take a break for the night." You murmur, stepping closer to Fyodor just from him to bring you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist. "And why is that? It's only." He pauses as his gaze averts to the clock on the wall and back at you. "12:30am" he huffs out, kinda upset you did indeed have a point. "Please? We can do what you want tonight you just need a break." You say, you were serious, Fyodor needed a break.

You watch as Fyodor cocks his eyebrow once more, almost like he was considering your office since you felt his cold hand moving up your thigh. "Anything?" He asks, kissing your neck softly causing a soft hum to come from your throat. "Yes, anything honey." You mutter softly, your arms slowly wrapping around Fyodor's neck. "Then, could we make love?" He said, getting straight to the point, it was obvious that your cheeks were getting a soft tent of red on them.

"We could, if that's what you'd like?" You reply, kissing Fyodor's cheek. "Then let's." He said before starting to slip off his sweater tossing it over on the floor. The Russian then starts working on your shirt, slipping it up and off as he starts kissing and suckling on your neck, leaving soft red marks on it. You could feel the hardness of his member pressing against your thigh as he kissed your neck.

A soft whimper escapes your throat as you run your fingers through his deep hair. "Mih, Fyodor. Keep going." You mutter as you start unbuttoning his pants button and unzipping them, watching them fall down to his ankles. He leans in kissing you deeply. His tongue tracing your lips for entry. You slowly open your mouth as you kiss back, allowing Fyodors tongue to be pushed into your mouth.

Fyodor picks you up putting you on his desk, slowly breaking the kiss as he takes off your shorts, his bends down, kissing your inner thighs. "My myshka. your thighs are so soft I love them." He hums, leaving bite marks on your thighs as he takes off your shorts. You felt his cold hand go into your underwear slowly rubbing against your entrance making your breath hitch. "Fyfyodor." You stutter, your legs trembling. You feel his fingers slide inside your tight entrance, your walls squeezing his fingers. "Darlin" you're squeezing my fingers so tightly." He mutters as his fingers slowly trust in and out of you causing you to moan out, your fingers gripping his shirt. You pulls his head up slightly and kissing him passionately, causing Fyodor to let out a soft groan as he works his fingers inside you, stretching you to the liking so it wouldn't hurt when he goes inside you.

You could feel Fyodor's fingers moving around inside you with ever thrust of his fingers inside you until you felt Fyodor break the kiss and his fingers pulling out, hitch made you cock an eyebrow at the Russian man that was hovering over you. "Don't worry I'm still stretching you just want to try something." He muttered and before you knew it, his face was between your legs as he laps at your entrance making you whimper and squirm. "Ah?~ Wait, Fyodor." You moans out softly, this was definitely different it's not like it was weird but just different.

Your hands were running and tugging on Fyodor's black hair as he continued to eat you out/rim you, his tongue slowly pushing inside and exploring as he squirm underneath him. This goes on for a few minutes before he pulls away and stands up and takes off his boxers, his cock throbbing as it was released from the confines of his boxers. You watch as he grabs the lube, lathering his cock with it, giving himself a messy handjob, it was honestly a turn on. You watch as he rummages through his desk drawer and grabs a condom, slowly opening it and slipping it on. The man the lathers your entrance with a generous amount of lube before gently rubbing his cock head against your tight hole.

You bite your lip softly as he pushes in slowly, you could feel yourself being stretched a bit from the sheer thickness of the base of his cock as he pushed it in fully. Your moans and his groans echo throughout his office as he starts thrusting in and out of you. Your arms are wrapped around Fyodor's shoulders as your nails dig into his back, leaving scratch marks, making the Russian man groan lowly.

His hips grind against yours as he reaches deeper inside you, his hands gripping your thighs as he keeps up his agonizingly slow yet deep thrusts. "Ngh, Fyodor~" you moan but it was more of a whimper. Fyodor slowly starts to thrust deeper and faster before you feel his hands going under you and picking you up his hands on your ass as he starts pushing deeper inside you. You moan loudly, your body trembles violently, your limbs wrapping around Fyodor as he fucks you deeper. It felt so unbelievably good.

You nails dig deeply into Fyodor's back as the room is echoed with your moans and his groans as well as skin slapping against skin. You could feel a knot growing in your stomach as your orgasm was building up quickly and Fyodor continued to pound into you quickly. Your moans over power the other sounds in the room as your orgasm builds until you can't hold back any more, you cum as Fyodor thrusts one last time as he came as well, yall pant heavily as y'all ride the waves of pleasure y'all just experienced. It felt so good, unbelievably good actually...

"Oh myshka, that was amazing." You husband murmurs softly as he pulls out, rolling the condom off his cock and gently tying it up for the cum that filled the condom didn't get anywhere. You lean forward, capturing Fyodor's lips in a tender kiss and Fyodor slowly kisses back. It lasts for a a minute before you pull away.

"That, that was amazing, I love you." You managed to choke out as you still panted heavily. You watch as Fyodor rummages around once more, grabbing some wipes to gently clean you up, wiping away all the cum and sweat from your body, you seemed to exhausted for a shower anyways.

Your husband puts a gently kiss on your forehead before picking up your underwear, gently slipping them on over your sensitive areas and then taking off his shirt to put it on you. He picks you up and carries you off to the bedroom so y'all could relax now. "I love you too" Fyodor finally replies as he settles in bed, you on top of him, his arms wrapped around you.

"My attention is all on you, darling, always and forever." He mutters before kissing you once more letting it linger for a second before pulling off. You snuggle close to him before drifting off to a nice sleep. A smile is etched on his face as he gives you a gentle squeeze before closing his own eyes to fall asleep with you..

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[qoeww]

hi hi ! its me again hehe , i was wondering if u could do a prompt , “wait a minute .. are you jealous ?” i saw this prompt on Pinterest ! i was wondering if u could do donnie x fem!reader or gn i dont rlly mind — with donnie getting jealous of his brothers bc reader is getting somewhat close 2 them ?? hopefully it makes sense — thank u thank u !!

WAIT A MINUTE... ARE YOU JEALOUS?

Warning: Nothing

Character: Donnie

Author Note: I'm sorry I waited you so much honeypie, I just lost my drafts for two time 😀 hope you like it (Btw I really like your positive theme<333)

You pushed Donnie's robotic shell with the tip of your foot, he always hated when you act like this but this time he deserves it.

"You gave me a promise D and you are breaking it again-"

"Y/N you really don't understand the situation, it will change the world!"

You laughed through your nose and made your arms scorch. "Yeah, really D? The last time you said that, whole house was flooded with sewage, but I have to admit, the expression on your face was funny." He dropped the wires in his hand and turned to you. "First of all, how dare you? Second, scientists can make mistakes, maybe you should read the news I send you."

You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. "Ok, ok sorry. So dear scientist Donnie, would you please put aside your world-changing invention and go out with me?"

"Give me a hour babe."

You gave up, this boy will not leave this machine until it is done. "Let's postpone it to another day, I'm leaving." You could hear his murmur before the door closes to your face.

You looked nervously at your reflection in the door, sometimes the purple turtle was irresistible.

"Hey, are you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah, just... Why are you here again?"

With a relaxed smile on his face, Leo grabbed your shoulder and pulled you close to him. "Eh, don't get hung up on small details. Why don't you come and watch my perfect new moves?"

"OH YES! FINALLY FINISHED, Y/N LOOK AT THIS!" When he turned his back, only your gym bag and jacket, which you threw on the floor when you came in, were there. Did you leave? He left his room to look for you, and when he found you, he could get help from you to color scale his invention.

Your laughing sound was coming from Mikey's room. He peered through the ajar door, Mikey and you lying on a sheet that had been laid on the floor. There were colorful nail polishes on the sheet, you looked like you were spending quality time with Mikey.

"Eh, sometimes they need time too." He wanted to pull you out of Mikey's room but you needed your limits too. Being a good boyfriend is hard, Maybe he'll come a little later. Splinter was standing in front of him when he turned to leave.

"AH, ah hey dad what are you doing here?" Donnie pushed Splinter by his shoulders, As far from the door as possible, it wouldn't be nice to be caught red-handed.

"I was gonna ask..." Donnie waited for his father as he broke into a cold sweat. If one of his siblings heard about it, he would be a laughing stock at home.

"Can you...Hmm, fix the kitchen drawers? The opening sounds are very squeaky, it's gotten worse since the last time blue one fixed it"

He looked at the door for the last time and nodded.

He loved your laugh, really. But now it makes him so angry.

He was working nonstop to drown out your and Raph's laughter with the sound of the drill in his hand. While he was remodeling the kitchen (if he started something, it must be perfect), you and Raph invaded the kitchen to make a cake.

Your eyes met for a moment, you gave him a small smile, and you went back to the dough in your hand.

He checked all the drawers another five times, waiting for a reaction from you. But you were focused on the dough in your hand, unaware of the purple turtle whose gaze could pierce your shoulder.

OK, OK THAT WAS ENOUGH HE UNDERSTAND WHERE HE DID WRONG-

You didn't expect it to rain, you were staying here with the brothers tonight. You walked out of the room with a comfortable T-shirt on and stretched. The clock on the wall was showing 3 a.m.. Your eyes are dazzled by the light you opened, who made the lights so bright?

You grabbed the pitcher on the counter and poured it into the glass. With every sip you drank, you came to yourself, as if the light was not so bright anymore.

"Oh, Donnald? Bad dream?"

He avoided his eyes from meeting you. You could hear something muttering but you didn't understand.

"Wha?"

"Why don't you sleep with me?"

"What."

"No, no- I... Offf... I mean you are sleeping at Raph's room- Ok that wasn't that hard in my head."

You watched him rubbing his eyelids. All the stones were slowly falling into place, his side gaze today, the purple bandana peeking through the door.

"WAIT, WAIT, wait, wait a minute... Are you... Jealous?"

His arms quickly crossed as eyes widened. "NO, NO I'M NOT-" Your laugh closed all his objections, oh my, who can now "the bad boy" can get jealous too?

"YOU ARE JE-"

"YES, yes I am. Now shut up." He pressed his hand to his lips and silenced you, your body was stuck between the bench and the turtle. "I can act like a complete dum dum sometimes, soooo.. Do you accept my apology?"

You nodded slowly, he took his hands from your lips and placed it on your chin.

He made you forgive himself.

Btw if you didn't read wait a min like this go and spend more time at internet

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #rottmnt #donatello x reader #donnie x reader

[love-for-faeries-go-burrrr]

NSFW Alphabet with Rocket Raccoon

Warning: Sexual Alphabet, Explicit, Kinks & More.

Asks are Open! (Please I need Inspo / knowing people want to see my writing)

(tagged a few Rocket writers who I thought may enjoy at the bottom can be removed if asked + can add people to a taglist if requested)

A = After Care: Will do anything and everything you need to make you feel cared for. Maybe even bandage you up if he dug his claws into your skin too hard. Would love to just lay on your chest after.

B = Body Part: Rocket's favorite body part is your hands, just adores them, his little paws in your hands? Or seeing you use your hands while giving him a blow/hand job? Perfect, bonus points if you keep them manicured or painted a color reminding you of him.

C = Cum: Breeding Kink, boy loves to cum inside you, but always asks where you want it before he cums. You must wait for permission to cum, but he won't make you wait too long.

D = Dirty Secret: When tinkering with his machines, sometimes he imagines making machines he can use on you. Would definitely get a certain idea and note it down for later, hell, even stop what hes doing and start creating a machine for your pleasure as he's rock hard.

E = Experience: Rocket's had some lovers but it was never personal, with you it's different, he wants you to feel how much he loves you, he wants to degrade then praise you over and over so you know how amazing you are but also know you're his.

F = Favorite Position: Pretzel Dip, hear me out, he gets to see your breasts bounce up and down, your face, and dig his claws into your thigh & ass as he slams into you? The man already jerked off just to the idea of it.

G = Goofy: Rocket just has some moments in between degrading and praising you, "Fuck... you really are so fucking hot princess" and he just has a smile to himself at how lucky he is. Maybe even laugh thinking about people before who have hit on you, imagine them seeing you now a sloppy mess beneath him.

H = Hair: Rocket knows he has that 'rugged' look, but if he knows he's definitely getting it from you tonight? Dude is taking the cleanest shower of his life, brushing out that tail if you've made a comment about it before, would take hella pride in his appearance. Or if you like him 'dirtier' he'd wear his signature blue cut-off and fuck you until you can't stand.

I = Intimacy: You have this raccoon's full attention, boy will hold back his orgasms to ensure you ride out yours first. He will study your body, the way you react even with the smallest reactions, the way your lips twitch when he flips your clit, he will know what makes you go crazy in no time.

J = Jack Off: Anything reminds you of him, a smell similar to your perfume, if he ever had a voice recording of yours even if you aren't saying anything sexual he'll use it to pleasure himself. The longer in between seeing you, the more he jerks off missing you, and the rougher you'll be handled next time.

K = Kink: Pain Kink, graphic to an extent, will stop if you truly don't want it but wants to tie you up, slap your ass, nip at your collarbone, claw at your ass. Your sounds of pain mixed with pleasure drive him crazy. Always loves to overstimulate you, where you can barely breathe because your body is trembling from the pleasure.

L = Location: Anywhere, in an alleyway, in the captain's seat, on the kitchen table when the other guardians are gone. Love's to know later on when he walks by and looks at a piece of furniture and can pinpoint how he made you cum there.

M =Motivation: If you're shy or bold about it, either response will rile him up. Shy about it? Man will have you moaning so loud the neighborhood knows you. Bold about it? You'll be put in your place and begging to be able to cum.

N = No: You cannot be in power and tie him up, brings back memories of feeling powerless.

O = Oral: Cunnilingus, Anilingus, Rocket is a pro at all of them the combo of his quick fingers with his rather long and agile tongue is a recipe for constant orgasms. Prefer's to give because of how you squirm but adores if you give because sometimes bro just needs to be reminded he can be cared for too.

P = Pace: Fast, always trying to give you that high, but loves to go agonizingly slow whenever you are close, must remind you that he can give you the high only if you deserve it.

Q = Quickie: Definitely down for it, especially if you are the one who initiates it. "You're my whore" he whispers in your ear as he fucks you in the shared shower. Hearing Drax bang at the door asking whos in there, he gets an "I'll be done in a minute" response as Rocket repositions you and shoves his cock down your throat to fuck face you.

R = Risk: Rocket is willing to try almost anything you want, where you want it, as long as he always has some sort of power in the situation.

S = Stamina: You always finish first, on the rare occasion you don't you won't even know, Rocket will just grin and fuck you harder, refusing to give you the satisfaction of knowing you made him cum first. If you call him out on it you get a simple "You're dreamin princess..." as he shoves your face into the bed and makes you squirm.

T = Toys: Will use anything and everything you want, but if his dick feels ignored he will take that vibrator out of you so fast and slam himself inside of you so you do not forget who truly owns you. Use's toys to his advantage but can be cocky and want to pleasure you more than they do.

U = Unfair: Rocket will bring you to the absolute edge of an orgasm and watch the stars leave your eyes as he pulls out, once he gets a good enough protest and you beg good enough, “Please Rocket…please fuck me, I need it, I need you!” he'll slam right back into you, and make your whole body quiver as you have the Galaxy in your eyes.

V = Volume: Verbal to a degree, gives small whispers of praise or degradants when needed, but mostly just wants to hear you moan for him. Whisper in his ear how bad you want it and he might just let you cum without protest.

W = Wild Card: Jack offs to the idea of you sucking him off in his pilot seat at night when everyone is asleep. Looking at your beautiful eyes as you move up and down his cock, if you actually fulfilled this fantasy he would basically pull out a wedding ring.

Bonus: if you're a top he'd adore you trying to gain power over him, to him it's cute to see you try so hard to be the sole pleasure giver.

X = X-Ray: A good 5-6 inches, the average human size, but for someone like him? That means he's packing big, he also knows how to use it. (I know y’all saw it in that jumpsuit in GOTG 1, if that’s him on soft? Bro’s definitely packing)

Y = Yearning: Every time you have sex he thinks of how next time he will do it better, how he will make you beg or squirm for it more. As I said, will be randomly fixing machines and getting new toy ideas on how to pleasure you and have his name rolling off your tongue.

Z = zzz: A definite cuddler, needs to be a little spoon after (can try being bigger but with the size difference, it's easier if you big spoon) and won't fall asleep until you do.

Bonus points if after you let him just lay on your naked body, flicking your nipples gently as he admits you did a good job taking him.

taglist: @raccoonfallsharder @aliasrocket @alylee-s @oolongteaboba (I can remove y'all if needed I personally love your work and wanted y'alls thoughts)

#rocket raccoon #gotg fanfiction #gotg imagine #gotg oc #rocket gotg #foaming at the mouth #rocket x reader #rocket x oc #gotg

[aleksa-sims]

Simselfstory

CW: Pregnancy, addiction

The one hour he gave me was over, but the doors were still open. Should I stay-… or should I go?

I tried to call N., he didn't answer.... Shit, N.! Don't you care about me???... But why do I even wonder? I knew why he ignored me. We agreed on this! And well, that's N.! That's how he is. No matter what happens, he never deviates from the course. So even if I call him 100 times, he won’t pick up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😩

Before I go back to the current events, I quickly explain what Nico and I have discussed.

N. knew, as long as I haven’t cleared everything up with Daniel, D. would haunt my mind forever. So he wanted me to go to him and talk to him. And Nico and I weren’t together at the time, so he told me to do what I want with Daniel! 7 days, he said. After that, he wants an answer from me! No sooner or later! After my time with D.'s over, he'll talk to me! I didn’t agree with the 7 days, I thought I could settle this matter with Daniel within 24 hours. But well, Daniel’s answers to my questions have changed everything. So decided to stay! 7 days!

As you can see above, I just did my laundry. I had no comfy underwear here in Daniel’s and my apartment. While I was busy filling our washer, I noticed Daniel’s pills on the counter next to his things. At the same time, it rang at our door, but I didn’t care...

Shit, that’s the good stuff! The pills I was hooked on in the past... I’d love to get high. Right now, more than ever....

What the fuck did I do!???????? 😨 I’m pregnant, damn it!! What's wrong with me?.... 🤮🤮 Agh, I was damn lucky. I didn’t swallow the pill, I just had it in my mouth and I spit it out. 

Meanwhile, I heard Daniel talking to someone on our doorstep.

Daniel: I’m not interested in this job. Sorry, you got me wrong. But be honest, is that really why you came by, to offer me a job? Or is this about Alex?

Girl: No, I’m here for you. Besides, I know Alex doesn’t live here and I don't care tbh. The other day we were here, he told me.

Daniel: It’s none of my business anyway. However, I don’t need any help or a job. You're wasting your time. I'm pretty busy rn so...

How could I have done that? How could I forget I was pregnant?...... I was still standing in our tiny......... toilet-room (?). The window was open. I could hear Daniel & that girl talking about a job. Does he know I’m eavesdropping on them? Is that why he’s in such a hurry to get rid of her?... Agh, I'm such a mess.🤦‍♀️ Why am I even thinking about that girl? I want to get a divorce!! I should rather think about what I just did!!! I’m not even 24 hours here and all I care & think about is that damn drug and............ Daniel. 😖 

Daniel (to me): You know what’s about to happen. Last chance! If you don’t go, you’ll be locked up here with me tonight.

Girl: Um, I better get going. See you. 😬

Me: I just wanted to go over, to the bathroom. Who-... was that? 😳

Daniel: Weren’t you going to the bathroom? 🤨

Me: What- 😶‍🌫️😳

Daniel: Coincidentally, I want to take a shower, now! 🤷‍♂️ But we can do it together, I don’t mind.

Daniel: Come closer..... It’s been a long time.

Me: You're playing me. 😳😔

Daniel: Why do you think so? You want me too, that's why you stayed. I mean, you literally lured me into the bathroom. And you look hot, you got me horny. 😏

Me: No, I wasn’t trying to seduce you. I only wear... this, bcs I have nothing else here.

Daniel: I don’t care! We’re married and I wanna fuck you, babe.

Me: Btw, when did you get the divorce papers? 🤨

Daniel: Um..... 5 weeks ago?

Me: Exactly!.... What were you waiting for, Daniel? Why didn’t you call me, once you got better? Admit it, you’ve been thinking about breaking up with me, too. Alex told you what I said to him. And that girl earlier... Idk who she is, but I have heard it all! She's been here once.

Daniel: Yes! I was thinking about signing your fucking divorce petition. I was mad at you! Anyway, go up and wait for me. There’s still a lot we need to clear up. But this here, we'll definitely keep up tonight.

Me: Well, let's see.

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #rl story #cw addiction #myrlgameplay #cw pregnancy

[lanalvrr]

Nervous ||| D. Hume

Don hume x oc (Sylvia)

The boys' JV boat had just won their race against Cal. Sylvia had gone to watch the race with Joyce and some other friends. Joyce was her best friend. She knew she really wanted to go cause something was happening between her and Joe Rantz.

The race was about to start, and Sylvia saw all the boys sitting in their spots. She only knew a few of their names. Bobby, she had a class with him last semester, Joe, Joyce always talked about him, and Don, she had algebra with him, he sat a few rows up from her. Don was handsome. He was a muscular, had good hair, a nice smile (though he never showed it) she saw it a few times when he was with his friends.

Joyce always told her to talk to him, but she was far too nervous. Sylvia had a hard time talking to people, especially boys. She could talk to her friends like Joyce, even than, it made her nervous talking to her other friends.

The race then started, the boys rowing hard. They were behind for a bit until they had a blast of energy and got up there, winning the race.

That evening, everyone was getting ready for the dance. (i know that's probably not what it's called, but I'm calling it that for now). Sylvia had picked a pink dress with fluffy sleeves. She really liked it.

(Like this ⬇️)

Joyce was helping her with her hair as they talked about the night. "So, are you going to talk to him tonight?" Slyvia was confused, not knowing who he was. "Who?" Joyce just laughed lightly, "you know who, don." She looked at her through the mirror. "I can't, I can't, I would get too nervous, and it would just be embarrassing." Sylvia turned a little pinker thinking of him. "You know you too are a lot alike," She pause "Joe has been saying he talks about you, he's nervous too."

Don had put on a suit his father gave him before he left for college. "Oh isn't that great, Don. Sylvia will love it." Joe had said. "I'm not going to talk to her if that's what your implying." Don could never, she was too beautiful, why would she like him? "Oh c'mon, almost all of us have dates, or will be talking to some girl. You'll be all alone." Joe was right, well not completely. "Well, no. Not Bobby. Bobby's all alone, I'll hang with him." "He'll be drunk in 5 minutes and be all over girls, so your wrong."

Sylvia, Joyce and some other girls started walking down to the dance. The girls they walked with were already gone by time they walked in, all fleeing to boys. "I see Joe so I'm going to go see him, you better-" She had cut her off "Talk to don, no. You go have fun with Joe, bye."

Sylvia headed of for a place to sit. She saw a long bench facing everyone dancing. She felt someone sit down a few feet down from her She looked and saw him look at her, she immediately looked away. It was don. She was about to go find Joyce, when she saw her leaving with Joe.

A couple minutes later Bobby went and sat by Don she heard then talking but mainly Bobby. "You know you could dance with someone." He said loudly

Don sat by Bobby urging him to ask the girl he had been eyeing and talking about to dance. When he couldn't get him to do that he went up on stage.

Before Dom knew it he was being pushed on to the piano. Sylvia had gone up to the foot of the stage and stood by some other girls.

Once he was done playing he walked off stage, he was stopped by Bobby at the bottom of the steps. "Nows your chance, I saw her she loved the song and she'll love you to."

Sylvia saw Don walking up to her. She got nervous. He stood next to her and his face flushed with pink, so did hers. "You uh- you wanna, you wanna dance?" He said while his hands were shoved in his pockets. She smiled nervously and nodded "I would love to."

He held his hand out and she put hers in his. He had led them to the dance floor. At first it was kind of awkward, them getting into a good dance position was the worst, they just laughed awkwardly until they got there. She had her arms around his neck and his hands were on her waist.

Joe and Joyce had returned and Joyce went to her other friends asking were Sylvia was all they did was point, she followed there fingers and saw Sylvia smiling up at don, and don looking down at her smiling while saying something.

Joe had made his way over bobby asking where don was. All he saw was Bobby looking somewhere, he followed his gaze to see Don dancing with the girl he had been talking about. He saw him talking, he thought this had to be the most he's ever talked.

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[gourdkeeper]

I just had to message you once I saw how good your writing is!^^ (the Jamie brainrot is REAL and you're saving my sanity rn!)

Following on from your most recent fic about Jamie getting the wrong idea about reader and Luke hanging out together, MAYBE there could a scenario where Jamie is being hella sus about his phone (Spending longer than usual on it, hiding it, always leaving it facedown, never leaving it un attended or letting you see it etc) and reader eventually cracks and checks his phone whilst he is sleeping, and sees messages from another girl. They aren't down right incriminating but they are definitely a little flirty. Instead of confronting him about it, reader gives him the benefit of the doubt, until she catches him at a Restaurant with said girl.

More stuff happens, and there was some misunderstanding too, and some nsfw stuff happens ;D

Sorry its so long!

Sorry I took so long to get to this one anon! I didn't get to proofread so I'm so sorry if there's a type here and there 🙏 anyway, jealous fem!reader fic coming up.

Nsfw-ish at the end but nothing graphic happens

It was out of ordinary. Sure. Jamie never really was one to show his phone around or freely let others peek into it, he was reserved when it came to his privacy and there's nothing wrong with that. You respect it, the same way you hope he'll always respect yours.

However... It's been nagging you. You know it shouldn't, it's none of your business and you trust your boyfriend but... he's been acting strange. One time you've asked him to use his phone because yours ran out of battery and he rushed to close a bunch of notifications and apps before handing it over, while still keeping his sight on you. Looked almost antsy until you've given it back.

"Jamie, is everything ok?"

"Huh, yeah of course? What's the matter?" His face wasn't relieved, his brow was still furrowed with signs of worry.

"Nothing..."

You didn't snoop around, but you almost wish you did. There's gotta be something up.

The behaviour continues for the majority of the week. Phone always in his possession, not checking it in front of you. Screen down when it's on the table. It's driving you insane. What if. What if he's cheating on you?

He wouldn't. Would he?

Your head is spiraling. You can't stand the thought that he'd do something like that to you, it would break you. I mean. What would he even do that for? Surely he's had his fair share of people hitting on him before you were a couple so he wouldn't just settle down with a random chick. And he wouldn't just cheat with some flinging crush. But what if.

He's passed out on the couch. He drank too much during a brawl tonight and he's pretty much knocked out cold.

Surely it can't harm to clear your doubts...

You hate poking your nose into his business. It feels bad. Wrong. Betraying even.

But it doesn't stop your hands from moving on their own and opening his messaging app.

"Huh... That's a lot of messages." You're a bit incredulous. "Barbara" is her name and the texts feel so. Intimate. Not really intimate as in sexual but you can tell they're close. Almost flirty even but never crossing too far. She sent pictures of her outfit before and he replied with excitement, hyping her up. She was pretty. Tall. Blonde. Nice curves. Plump lips and sweet brown eyes. Probably the dream woman of a lot of people. She seemed funny too.

You could feel the jealousy set in. "Maybe they're just friends." You kept telling yourself in the back of your head. You decide not to jump to conclusions, there's nothing downright incriminatory here even if it definitely tugs at your heart strings.

You set the phone down, careful to leave it in the same position it was previously so he wouldn't realize you snooped.

---

A week later and the story repeats. Same odd behavior when it comes to his phone.

He gets a text while you're both on the couch.

"Who's that?" You ask, hoping that maybe he'll shed some light on it.

"Hm? Oh! Uh a friend, I haven't seem them in ages, I'm gonna meet with them tonight to catch up." His eyes seem to avoid you while talking.

"Oh like? From school?" You pry.

"Sort of. A childhood friend from when I first moved here."

Why is he so short with his answers and so damn vague. It's aggravating. You breath in and out.

"Hm... Alright." You let it go.

---

You've been seething and brewing in jealousy since he left. It's been an hour. You can't take it anymore and you get dresses to go out for a walk and cool your head down.

There's too many thoughts in your head and that might help.

When you step out of the appartment it's kinda chilly outside and you put on a thin jacket before closing and locking the door.

The streets are kind of empty. It looks like it's gonna rain. Whatever, you won't be out for long anyway.

Or so you thought.

As you passed the window of a busy bar your corner of your eye caught something and your legs instinctively stop you in your track.

That's Jamie. That's Jamie and his so called "friend", Barbara. They're together. A bit *too* together. Laughing. Drinking. Their eyes locked on each other.

---

"I can't believe YOU out of all people want to get married? When will I meet the unlucky girl?" Barbara says as Jamie punches her arm lightly.

"Stop it, you're making me look lame-" he rolls his eyes and takes another swig, "You'll meet her soon, I haven't really had her meet any friends or family yet. I don't know how to bring it up." His shoulder sulk. Truth is he never considered this before this relationship. The great Jamie Siu, settling down with a wife and a home? Pfft never. Except here he is, planning the life ahead of him.

"You just do it? It's not rocket science." She orders another drink as she kicks back the one she had in hand. "Have you even picked the ring already?"

Jamie pulls a small box out of his pocket. "It's right here." He gives it a small shake as he talks.

"Oh my god. Can I see it?"

---

Why is he being so secretive about this girl? What is he doing with her that you can't know about? Because right now it doesn't look good at all.

You storm in angrily through the front door and they both turn to see you. He looked mortified as he fumbled to shove something back into his pocket.

"B-babe! Hi- w-what are you doing here?" He jumps out of his seat to meet you halfway, keeping you away from his friend, afraid you might just punch her with how tense you look.

"I need to. No. I demand to know what the fuck is going on!" Everyone in the bar is staring. Jamie gulps down dry as he looks around as if looking for an answer that will save the situation.

"It's not what it looks like. I promise!"

That was probably the most cliche and worst thing he could have said on the spot. Your nose and upper lip twitch and you turn on your heel and leave throught the same door you came in.

Tears welling at your eyes. His answer told you just about everything that you needed to know. How could he? How could he do this to you?!

"Babe no wait-!" Jamie turns to his friend and motions that he'll be right back and rushes after you.

Once he gets to you he hold you by your arm and pulls.

"Let go of me."

Your voice sounds strained. Clearly holding back tears from rolling down your cheeks.

"Babe no please... Let me explain-"

You turn around to face him, "Explain what? Was I not good enough for the great Jamie Siu? Am I not hot enough? Not enough of a trophywife or something?"

He looks shocked. Hurt even. Regretting his mistakes about not being honest about his friend from the get go and letting you ferment in doubt.

It starts raining.

"That's not it. That will never be the case." He holds your hands. "Please come back in with me, you'll get sick out here."

"Jamie I don't care."

"But I do. I'm supposed to protect these streets, I'm not about to let the love of my life get sick out here." He has a gentle smile on his face, as if he's trying to break the tension.

"Who is she?" You ask bluntly.

"I told you. She's a childhood friend. One of the first people I've met outside of Hong Kong and China." His eyes look honest. Gazing at you. His hands reaching up to hold your face and caress your cheeks. "Please believe me... You're mine. And I am yours. Forever and always..."

The rain is now starting to pour. Soaking through your clothes and screwing up your hair.

"Why did you hide her from me then?" There's still a tinge of doubt in your voice.

"I was afraid you'd be jealous. I was stupid because clearly all I did was make it worse. I'm sorry."

Your head hangs. You feel stupid for thinking he'd betray you. Your anger feels more directed at yourself than him this time. The tears can no longer be held back. You feel embarrassed and so fucking stupid. Tears mixing with the rain droplets, your face puffing up and voice cracking.

"Jamie I'm so sorry- I- I-"

He holds you close to him, laying your head in his chest.

"It's okay, I'm the one who needs to apologize..."

"No, I- I looked through your phone when you were asleep and... And I thought you two were flirting or something and-"

He doesn't reply and just kisses the top of your head.

Shortly after you hear a voice.

"Hey maybe we can just hang out another day? All three of us. You should both go home."

It was her. She had a deep but kind voice.

"But-" Jamie's head whips back.

"Just go, I'll be in town the whole week anyway."

You look up at her with your hands slightly covering your face out of embarrassment. Damn she is really tall and pretty.

She gives you a sweet smile, "Don't worry I'm not interested in this douchebag, love." She finishes with a laugh, "The bill is paid. Take care yeah?"

She walks off under an umbrella without another word. You look back at Jamie, speechless. He looks back at you and you both giggle at the stupidity of it all. You feel plain dumb.

You walk back to your appartment. You can't help but think about how she told you she was not interested and bring it up.

Jamie blinks blankly for a second.

"She's lesbian."

"Oh-"

Way to feel even *more* stupid.

He unlocks the door and you both walk in looking like a pair of stray wet dogs.

"Babe..."

You turn back to him as he closes the door.

"Yeah?"

You watch as he gets down on one knee. What.

What does he think he's doi-

He pulls out a small red box with gold accents from his pocket.

No fucking way.

It clicks open.

"Will you marry me?" His head hanging low, waiting for the answer.

"What the fuck!"

"Is that a yes or a no?!" He has no time to look up as your arms wrap around his neck and push him back onto the ground, kissing him.

"Yes!" You exclaim loud and clear as you continue kissing him, pulling back only to look down at him in adoration. His face is flushed and he has a nervous shaky smile on his lips, half incredulous. He could burst with happiness but he doesn't even know how to react besides kissing you in return.

"I love you so much I feel so stupid for thinking-"

"Shh it's okay, it's okay-!"

You shut him up with more kisses.

Minutes later and you're both a flustered mess and manage to finally sit up.

"So..." He grabs the box from the ground and picks up the ring from it. His other hand holding onto your hand, he slides the ring on your finger. "Miss Siu?" He smiles, his cheeks flushed red and bats his lashes before looking content at you.

"That would be me~!" You reply happily as you take your hands to hold his face and plant another kiss on his pretty lips.

"I love you so much... You'll always be mine..." Forever possessive huh? "You were so jealous... It's kinda cute..."

"Stoooop it was not cute-"

He nuzzles his face closer with a smirk. "Oh but it was very cute. You just can't stand the idea of sharing me? Don't worry... I'm all yours..." He teases whispering.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" You cock an eyebrow at him.

"It means... The great Jamie Siu, belongs to his trophywife and he'll do anything she wants to make it up to her." He has a mischiveous and hopeful smile on his lips.

Good thing you're already on top of him.

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[ohthemis]

Hey I don't know if you're taking requests, if not then please ignore this ask :)

Can I request a scenario where the tot men forget their s/o birthday due to being busy with work? Maybe angst to fluff? It was my birthday today and no one besides my mom and sister remembered so I'm a bit down

Love your writing and keep up the great work :D

tot boys and forgetting your birthday

characters: artem wing, marius von hagen a/n: this is soooo late, but if you’re reading this, i hope that looking back, you still enjoyed ur birthday <3 super belated birthday from me, anon

ARTEM WING

you absentmindedly press the power button on your phone, once again checking for notifications. you’re greeted by celestine’s name, followed by kiki’s, then captain morgan’s rather short but nonetheless, meaningful, message. even kanon’s message appeared not too long ago. “happy birthday to the best legal consultant!” his happy message reads.

despite all the cheerful messages that have popped up anywhere between 12:00AM last night to a few hours ago, you can’t bring yourself to check the message, or even clear them out of your notifications. the stinging ache of the fact that artem had forgotten. 

you swipe up, unlock your phone, and give him a call. it’s 6:00, he should be on his way home since most of your cases are already or almost are on the process of being cleared up. “mc? i’m on my way home, love.” he’s smiling at you, not a single sign of guilt or anger or anything that might make you think it was deliberate. you think that your birthday just slipping his head might actually be worse.

it’s silent for a while, and when he looks at you, his heart feels a pang at your crumbling face. “mc? what’s wrong?”

“do you know why i had a day off today? or did you forget that too?”

silence. 

the calm. 

then followed the storm.

“i am so sorry. i’m on my way home. i’ll take you out tonight, alright? i’m so sorry, mc. a client called and i’ve been driving back and forth from the firm to wherever and-, i am so sorry.”

you nod because you’re not sure he'll even understand what you’d say between your teary babbling and muffled sniffles.

“i’ll be home soon. i love you, ok? and happy birthday, love.”

then followed a night of good food, good company, and heartfelt apologies.

MARIUS VON HAGEN

“marius,” you hiss under your breath, “where are you?”

“no need to sound so mad, jiejie! i’m just finishing up here, i’ll be home soon.”

“home? marius-,” you take a sharp breath, “marius, what do you mean you’ll be home soon?”

“uh...should i not drive home?”

you hang up. you’re in a dress HE got for you, sitting on a table HE reserved, and all you wanted was for him to show up. so much for “i’ll make this the perfect day”.

but if there’s one thing you know, you’re not going to let that ruin this moment. if he forgets, that doesn’t mean you can’t still enjoy your day. you order and eat. because hell, nothing was going to stop you from claiming what was rightfully yours. a good fucking dinner, even if it was without your good fucking boyfriend.

you storm in your shared home, marius jumping from his seat on the couch. “are you mad?”

“check the date today, marius.”

maybe he just didn’t feel like it, or maybe it was the unbridled rage in your voice but he does as you say without any further questions. he visibly pales, “oh.”

“yeah. oh.”

“something came up, i-”

“don’t even bother marius. it’s my birthday and you’re not ruining this for me twice.”

“mc, i’m so sorry.”

“let’s talk tomorrow, yeah? good night.” you don’t wait for his response before heading up the stairs.

“good night, i love you.”

“not right now, marius.”

later that night, you’ll feel the bed behind you sinking as marius gently slips in, and if you hear a few stray “i’m sorry”s and “i love you”s, marius can just wonder why you’re in a substantially better mood in the morning.

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[pankowperfection]

Take it

Summary: After weeks of not being touched, you take matters into your own hands, which results in Rudy having to punish you

Warnings: smut, degradation, thigh riding, mentions of oral (male receiving), 18+

Rudy hadn’t touched you in so long. Weeks had passed without much more than a quick peck to your lips on his way out the door. You were desperate for his touch, throbbing with need that your own fingers or toys just couldn’t satisfy. Each passing day, your efforts to gain his attention had gotten more outrageous. First greeting him each night in a full set of lingerie, heels adorning your feet, but he’d barely looked at you before muttering he was tired and going to bed.

Next came walking around the house naked. Surely he couldn’t resist the appeal of your bare curves? Wrong. All he did was comment on how you must be cold and toss you one of his t shirts. Finally you’d had enough, deciding to pull out all the stops. If he wouldn’t play, surely someone else would. That night you had plans to meet up with the rest of the cast at a local bar, everyone anxious to let off some steam. You decide to be extra mischievous, wearing no bra or panties underneath your short little dress. You know if you bend over just right, whoever is behind you will get a view of your bare ass. The deep V in the front of the material accentuating your curves in the perfect way.

The ride to the bar is silent, Rudy’s face buried in his phone as you stare out the window, wondering why all of the sudden he has no interest in you. “We’re here baby,” he pulls you from your thoughts, taking your hand and helping you out of the car. Just as you predicted, all eyes are on you as you walk inside. Men and women alike can’t help but take their time looking you over from head to toe. Drew almost chokes on his drink when he catches sight of you, Chase stops mid sentence, thoughts running dry as he drinks you in. “Wow y/n, you look amazing,” Chase comments, passing you a drink as you settle into the booth beside him. “Yeah y/n, you look good hot. Special night?” Drew asks, gaze heating as his eyes cast down to your breasts, not even caring that Rudy is beside you. “No, just wanted to look good boys. Thanks for the compliments.”

As the night wears on you continue to drink, each cocktail going down easier than the last. You spend hours on the dance floor, flirting with any guy who will pay you some attention. An attractive stranger, who strangely almost resembles Rudy, is your next victim. You wrap yourself around him, grinding your ass against his crotch to the beat of the song. You don't let him kiss you, redirecting his eager lips to your neck. As you look over his shoulder you catch Rudy's gaze, anger burning behind his normally soft baby blues. Good, you think to yourself, maybe he'll finally do something later tonight.

The ride home is just as silent as the ride out, Rudy hurrying inside your apartment as you follow behind. Before you can confront him the door behind you is slammed shut, your back pressed against the cool metal. "So, you think you can act like a slut and dance with whoever you want? Let other guys touch what's mine?" You go to reply but he silences you with his large hand pressed over your mouth, stern look in his eyes only making your panties wetter. "No baby, I don't think so. You don't get to talk." His hand slides to your throat, applying just enough pressure to restrict your airflow. "You wanted my attention? You got it. You think I'm going to help you cum after you acted like that? You're wrong."

He pulls you away from the door, walking you over to the couch before he sits down. "Next time you want something from me, ask for it. Don't parade around the house and hope I'll take action or try to make me jealous. Now, for your punishment," he forces you to turn around, unzipping your dress and letting it fall to the floor in a pool around your feet. "I'll be nice and let you cum, since I have been failing to satisfy you. But I'm not gonna do shit. You can ride my thigh, but that's all." He pats his left leg, indicating for you to straddle him. He reclines back onto the cushions, hands resting behind his head as you climb over his thigh.

"Go on princess, make yourself feel good." His eyes are dark with lust now, raking down over your curves as you start to rock over the thick muscle below his dress pants. "Oh baby," you groan, simple motions already bringing you so much more pleasure than you could bring yourself. You glance down and see you've already soaked the expensive fabric, heat surging through your body at just how desperate you look in this moment. Rudy loves it though, bulge getting bigger by the second as you grind down onto his leg. Every moan and whimper leaving your lips makes him more turned on, cock twitching each time you cry out his name.

Sweat glistens over your skin, legs starting to get tired as your pace begins to falter. "Uh uh baby, don't stop. I want you to cum for me when I say, understand?" "Rudy, please. Help me, I need you." He gives you a knowing smirk, hands gliding up your sides to cup your breasts before twisting your nipples. "Fuck," your eyes threaten to roll, orgasm rising quickly in your system with the additional stimulation. When Rudy flexes his thigh you know you won't last much longer. "Babe please, I need to cum. Please." Each roll of your clit over his leg makes you shudder, pleas and whimpers the only sounds filling the room. "Now y/n, cum now." He captures your lips in a passionate kiss, tongue gliding into your mouth. The feeling reminds you of how his tongue feels gliding through your folds and makes you explode, soaking his pants as you dissolve into tremors in his lap. "That's it sweetheart, good girl. Now you wanna get on your knees and show me how sorry you are?" You quickly agree, sliding down onto the plush rug before eagerly unzipping his pants.

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Codependent Siblings

A/N: This is for @zablife's 2k Celebration An Evening at Arrow House I hope you like it, Lee; and congrats again! I'm using a dark twist on my OC that I'm hoping to introduce to everyone later on.

Summary: The new Mrs. Shelby is excited to meet the infamous Margaret "Maggie" Shelby. Or as her enemies know her as Mad Maggie. But when Tommy refuses to let her meet his sister, Mrs. Shelby decides to take matters into her own hands. Will she regret her impulsiveness or will she make a new friend?

Characters: Tommy Shelby, Margaret Shelby (OC), Mrs. Shelby

Warnings: language, dark!theme(ish)

Word Count: 1,058

Mrs. Thomas Shelby enjoyed her long honeymoon, but she has to admit, she's very excited to get home and meet Thomas' family.

She's especially excited to meet his youngest sister, Margaret. Better known as Mad Maggie.

When the new Mrs Shelby asked Tommy how his sister inherited her name; he never answered her directly. He would joke, saying how his brother, John, would call her that just to annoy her. When Y/n would ask why, his reply was always, "It was John. How the fuck should I know?"

But Tommy promised she would meet Maggie when they arrived home; which won't be too hard since the young girl still lives at the Arrow House mansion.

She thought about asking Tommy why the twenty-six year old still lives with her brother, but figured he is done answering questions for the day.

***

Now Mrs. Shelby would hate to call her husband a liar, but it's been two months since they left Paris, and she hasn't seen Maggie once.

Every day she asks Thomas about the young girl and every day, he walks up the stairs and unlocks the door to a room that she isn't allowed in. A few minutes later, he'll come back down, a hollow look washing over him as he quietly tells her, "Not today."

Day forty-six, she breaks. Questioning her husband's actions.

"What do you mean not today? Why the bloody hell is she locked in a room? Why can't I see her? And why am I forbidden from setting foot in that fucking room?"

Tommy wishes he doesn't have to forbad his wife like he would a child; but she absolutely cannot enter that room unless it's a good day.

A good bloody day.

There hasn't been a good day since John's death; and he doesn't think there ever will be one.

He wraps his wife in his arms. A gesture he will never get to do with his baby sister ever again. "I know, love. I know you want to meet her; but she's... delicate, and I can't risk either one of you getting hurt because she's having a bad day."

Not able to wrap her mind around his words, she decides not to fight him.

She'll meet the famous Mad Maggie and she'll meet her tonight.

***

For the first time since they have been married, Mrs. Shelby is grateful for being a light sleeper. Tommy doesn't go to bed until the late hours, so she's able to sleep until he climbs into bed next to her.

She waits for the heavy breathing that signals her husband has fallen into a deep sleep before slowly pulling herself up.

She grabs the set of keys Tommy uses to unlock the forbidden bedroom before quietly slipping out of the master bedroom.

She pauses for a moment, listening for the maids. When she hears no footsteps, she tiptoes her way to the forbidden room.

When she's standing in front of the door, she glances over her shoulder before unlocking the door.

Slowly, she opens the door, her eyes adjusting to the pitch black room.

"Tommy?" A hoarse voice calls from the corner of the room.

"M-Maggie? My name is-"

"Are you the newest wife?" The voice questions, laced with humor.

Taken back by the question, Mrs Shelby slowly answers. "Yes."

The dark figure stands, her only light coming from the hallway. She can't help but take a step back when the figure takes two steps forward.

The blood drains from her face, her veins turning ice cold at the haunting laugh that comes from the figure.

"You shouldn't have come in here. It's not safe. Demons live here."

"D-Demons?"

"Aye-" The dark figure takes another step foward, the sinsiter smile plaster on the young woman's face shining through the light. "And I, Mad Maggie, am their ruler." A hollow laugh slips through before all amusment drains from the terrifying yet beautiful face. "And my demons are hungry."

Her scream pierces through the house, her heart beating so fast that she believes it will beat right out of her chest. She's frozen in fear and can't get her legs to move as the mad woman stalks towards her.

"Margaret!" A hard, but terrified voice cuts through her screams.

The newest Shelby watches as her husband grabs the mad woman and forces her away from his wife.

Tommy doesn't stop pushing his sister until her back hits the wall, ignoring his wife calling his name.

She thought Tommy would hurt the young woman, but as she looks over the room she sees what looks like squared pillows covering every inch of the walls.

"Aw, come on, Tommy! I was just messing around." Maggie cackles. "Well, there was a fifty/fifty chance I wasn't." She winks at the woman, ignoring her brother shaking her in warning.

"That's enough!"

"Oh, come off it, Thomas!" She yells. "You know in the end, you'll always pick me. You can't get rid of me. I'm the last bit of sanity you have left." She giggles. "Even if I do drive you mad."

"Shut up!"

Maggie does, but her sinister smile turns from her brother to the woman who realized she's never known true fear.

How could Tommy keep this from her? How could he do this to his own sister?

"She needs help, Tommy."

"No!" She jumps as his snapping voice, but the young woman just laughs. "They can't help her."

"You tell her, brother. Only you can help me. Only big brother Tommy."

"Please, love. Go to bed. I'll be there soon."

"Just come with me now. I'm scared, Tommy."

"You should be."

"Maggie!"

"Get used to it, Mrs. Thomas Shelby. He can get a new wife; just like he did with you; after Grace died. But blood family is always going to come out on top. Just wait. You'll see soon enough."

"Tommy-"

"Go to bed." Tommy is pleading with his wife. "She's not right in the head. She just wants to frighten you."

Seeing the pain, the horror, and his own fear in his eyes, she listens to him. She drops the keys on the floor; and with shaky legs, makes her way back to the master bedroom.

Feeling numb, she stares up at the ceiling, sleep refusing to take her away from reality.

"What did I get myself into?"

Forevers: @desiredposion @theseakrakence @simonsbluee @elenavampire21 @kmc1989

Peaky Blinders: @psychkunox @theshelbyclan @lilymurphy03 @findinghisredrighthand

#zablife 2k celebration #tommy shelby #sister fic #oc #maggie shelby #peaky blinders

[bestedoesmeow]

『top gun men: meeting your parents

I enjoyed imagining each of them! hope you enjoy while reading it toooo

ROOSTER

'' I said I needed a week to get prepared and you are telling me they are going to be here tomorrow damn hun.'' kind of freaked out.

He'd so be tense and nervous but whenever you mention it he'll be just laughing ''why would I be nervous I am EXCITED.''

Does my 'stache look 'kay?''

He would greet them with such a stupid nervous smile that your father would have to ask if he was having a stroke or anything.

''No I am not the best at all, sir.' 'Kind of humble behavior he'd show while talking about his flying career.

He would grab a beer for himself and your father later in the night to have some father -in-law-son talk on your porch

Plays the piano right after the dinner to warm up the air.

'' I wish you could stay sir.''

After they leave,he would just throw himself on the couch, letting out a sigh.

'' It wasn't bad at all huh?''

HANGMAN

'' Do I need to tell you how gorgeous you look?'' kisses the back of your mother's hand, making her blush.

'' Which kind of wine should I buy sweetheart?'' kind of relaxed.

He would bake his signature dinner.(probably Fettucine Alfredo lol)

'' You look good pops.''

'' I mean sir, sir.''

'' I am so glad that I've lived enough to know your daughter, sir.”

He'd talk about his most exciting flight to impress your dad.

“ You want me to get you another glass of wine, sir?''

Later in the night your father and he would start to watch some fishing documentary and surprisingly he'd seem to love it a lot.

'' Now i know who y/n got her talents from.''

Would want to learn about your embrassing childhood memories.

When he feels comfortable enough he would just start to talk about his homeland in a very emotional way.

'' I am gonna miss you pops.''

'' I mean sir,sir.''

BOB

'' Oh what if they don't like me?'' kind of anxious.

'' Should we take them to some fancy restaurant you know to not to risk it -

'' What kind of things your dad likes to do I need to do some research.''

He'd be so anxious that he'd even forget to buy most of the things on the shopping list.

'' Okay we need to prepare the dinner so carefully and meticulously.''then breaks a glass right away.

'' Sir,nice to meet you sir.'’

'' Oh i am not really good at those stuff yo-.''

He would hold your hand from under the table to show he feels relaxed.

'' You are flattering me sir.''

'' Should I tell your mom that she looks beautiful?.''

Would choke on his drink too much that your father would have to tap him on the shoulder to comfort him.

'' - Y/n and I have a really great chemistry sir.''Then nervously drinks his water.

You'd end up playing some family board game.

'' I'd like to see you again sir, have a nice night.''

COYOTE

'' I'll be there in a few.'' He'd just show up at the door still in his uniform heavily panting since he didn't quite understand the drill.

'' Hmmm, what's chief's special gonna be tonight?'' 'd still manage to flirt with you even during that hurry.

'' Do you think I can impress your father with my almost death G force experience?''

'' Well your father sounded like a whiskey guy so I didn't buy extra wine.''

'' You look hot maybe we shouldn't open the door you-''

''Welcome feel yourself at home sir,''kind of awkward.

Your father and him'd have what people call ''Bromance'' between.

Your mother would take you somewhere silent to tell you how hOt he was.

I love you pops.''

I love you -sir.''

FANBOY

He'd come home early to help you out.

He'd be quite serious and wouldn't want any distraction while working on his salad.

''No I am not taking it too seriously,i just want them to enjoy the dinner darling.''

PUNCTUAL

He'd be the one to calm you down.

He'd put on your favorite cartoon while waiting for your family to come.

'' Oh it's too good to see you here.''

Actually I made the salad it's quite an unusual recipe Mrs...

PAYBACK

'' YOU NEED SOME HELP THERE HONEYYY?'' He'd yell from your porch while firing up the bbq.

''I don't know who told you to LOOK THIS GORGEOUS, girlie.''

LOUD

Would run around the house trying to find the bbq fan.

Would sing and whistle a lot.

'' You sure your dad loves beef?''

I LOVE YOU BABYYYY, AND IF IT'S QUITE ALRIGHT I NEED YOU BABYYYY.

''You look incredible welcome to our humble mansion sir.'' He'd say before shaking your parents' hands.

'' Your old man doesn't seem to enjoy the beef.''

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[not-a-space-alien]

K&J x MMSS 3: Kane & Valen Part 7

Chapter 7 of the third crossover with @whumpsday!

In this chapter:

K&J masterlist

MMSS masterlist

K&J x MMSS crossover masterlist

SERIES IS 18+ ONLY.

Warnings:  Death wish/suicidal ideation, nonconsensual bondage/restraint, gag/muzzle, torture/aftermath of torture, burns/skinning, misgendering of a transmasculine character (non-malicious)

To be added to the taglist, contact @whumpsday

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The hunters leave Kane alone for a bit while he heals. In the meantime, they begin regularly torturing Valen.

Kane keeps his promise and begs on Valen's behalf, and it works about a quarter of the time to make the pain a little less or the duration a little shorter. He wishes there was more he could do to help.

On the day that Kane is looking just barely healed enough to be able to coherently take a punishment, a hunter instead comes down and informs him that Jim Lieberman is coming to pick him up.

Kane is hysterical. He and Valen are going to be separated. The one good thing in his life, gone. And Valen will still be here, having to endure everything alone, unable to even beg.

Valen's brain short-circuits. Kane is hysterical at the thought of leaving. Kane doesn’t want to leave. It feels wrong to not want to leave, but then the crushing weight of it hits him. Jim was Kane's victim. The hunters are going to give Kane to Jim, but not Valen. They're going to be separated.

"No no no, PLEASE! Please don’t give me away, please let her come, too!" Kane wails, but his pleas go unacknowledged.

He clings tightly to Valen, sobbing into his shoulder. "I don't wanna leave you!"

In contrast to the distressed, wailing man clinging to him, Valen is once again silent and still, eyes glassy, face lax. They're going to take away his Kane, and Valen will be alone.

And Valen is dying.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should have killed you.” Kane holds Valen close like he'll be torn away the second he loosens his grip. “I d-don't know what I was thinking. I'm so sorry you're here. I love you."

Like moving through a dream, Valen lifts a hand to Kane's arm, taking it gently. There's so many things to say, but he gave up on that long ago. He talks with touches, now. The animalistic brain that can only see what's in front of it is back. In this exact second, they are together, and this second is all that exists, and if he just takes it one second at a time, he can handle it.

A week later, when a hunter comes to take Kane away, he is not obedient. For the first time in years, he is defiant. He has found something worth the punishment for defiance.

He has to be pried off of Valen. Padded wrist and ankle cuffs and a padded muzzle are affixed to him, and he doesn’t even acknowledge the mercy of it. He struggles and screams and writhes, looking back at Valen, eyes full of terror.

Valen lies limp on the ground, looking up at Kane through his hair, eyes dull and hopeless. He does not even have it in him to cry anymore.

As soon as Jim removes Kane's muzzle and allows him to speak, Kane drops his head to the ground and tearfully apologizes profusely for everything, begging for mercy. And he's driven away, away from Valen, unsure of what horrors his new life will hold.

But when they arrive home, Jim is, somehow, kind. He gives Kane clothes, and a bed, and a blanket, and bandages his wrists, and assures him he won't hurt him, and says that the torture was bad. It's at the end of that first night, when Jim is about to leave him alone to rest, when Kane’s developed just enough trust to think Jim might honor his begging, that Kane dares to ask.

"Jim, I..." He drops to his knees. "Thank you so much, so, so much for your mercy. I can't possibly be more thankful for the kindness you've shown me tonight. B-but, and, and I know the last thing I should be doing is asking f-favors from you after what I've done, but... it's not for me. My, my friend, she's still there, with the hunters. She's not like me, she didn't do anything, she didn't hurt anyone."

Technically, Kane doesn't know this for sure, it was not something they discussed during their brief day of conversation. But it doesn’t matter. He would say anything to make sure Valen is safe. "Please, they're torturing her. Please, please, help her. I'll do anything, Jim, anything. Please, she didn't do anything." He's crying by this point, hoping Jim's mercy extends far enough for that and he won't just call him ungrateful, taking all the amenities away and leaving Valen to rot.

"Okay. Okay. Calm down." Jim says. "I'll help. No one deserves that shit. I'll help your friend get out of there, okay?"

Kane bursts into a flurry of thankful babbling that Jim cannot shake him from. He's never been so grateful in his entire life. Jim calls the hunters and requests the other vampire too. There's some hesitation, but Jim is able to talk them into it: all he has to do is play up that it would help him heal, to have another vampire in his custody. The thought makes him sick, what these hunters are assuming would help him, but at least it makes him able to get the other one out of there.

Jim has already driven a long-ass way tonight, and kind of wishes Kane told him about this sooner, though Kane had thought Jim was going to just me another tormenter, and hadn't thought asking for a favor would do any good until after they'd gotten home.

He asks the hunters to not hurt the other vampire before he gets there, and goes back down to tell Kane that the hunters said yes, and he'll be off to go get her as soon as he gets some sleep.

-

Valen spends that time lying on the floor exactly where he’d been dropped. Unresponsive to anything, even commands.

Kane is gone. Kane was the one who urged him to follow commands, to make things even a little better for himself. Kane had been the only reason he’d been putting in any effort at all into trying to make things better.

Valen knows now things will never get better. He is alone. He’ll be alone and scared and in pain for the rest of his life. That could be a day, or it could be a thousand years. He has no way of knowing, or of helping himself.

Some unknowable amount of time later, some hunters come down and start issuing him commands, to which he does not respond. The hunters wrangle his limp, uncooperative body to move him. He is put in padded wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs, which his brain manages to register as unexpected.

The hunters are unwilling to take off and replace the silver muzzle, which is the one thing he actually wants replaced. He is not told what's going on. He's wrapped up in a tarp, given it's daytime now, and taken outside to Jim. Being in the tarp is scary. Not knowing what’s going on is scary. But he dares not struggle, knowing the tarp is what keeps him from burning.

Jim picks Valen up, far too light. "It's okay. I'm taking you somewhere safe, alright? Kane begged me to come get you."

He can hardly believe what he's hearing. I'm taking you somewhere safe? That doesn't seem right. But...Kane begged me to come get you. Yes, that did make sense. Kane would do that, and Kane is good at begging.

He feels his hope returning a little. There is still love in the world, and some of it is for him.

Valen lies completely still and limp, pliant in this new stranger's hands, doing whatever he asks.

Jim hesitates for a bit, trying to decide where to put Valen. It's not that warm, so he thinks the trunk might be safer, just in case the tarp is jostled by his driving. "I'm gonna put you in the trunk just to make sure no sun gets to you, okay? It's a few hours' drive, and I'll take you out as soon as we get home." 

Valen does not respond. He thinks this sounds fine. But he cannot even make any sounds. He thinks he could probably nod his head, but he's just sort of resigned himself to being carried around and subjected to whatever is going to happen, and he feels no real desire to change that. Maybe Jim doesn't know that he can't make any sounds.

Jim does not know.

He has not seen under the tarp.

Valen has been told he's going to be taken somewhere safe, and with Kane, and maybe it was a lie, but in this moment he was safe enough, and only hurting a little bit, so he's content to just take whatever is going to happen to him.

He allows himself to be lowered into the trunk without squirming. Without moving at all, or making a sound. Maybe Jim thinks I'm dead, Valen thinks. Maybe that's why he agreed to come get me.

Jim gently places Valen into the trunk and drives home over a period of hours. He is really, really sick of driving by this point. He opens the trunk, takes Valen out, and brings him inside.

Kane is locked in the basement, but can hear that Jim's arrived home, and is so unbelievably excited. They haven’t even been apart for a full 24 hours, but he misses Valen dearly.

Jim makes sure all his blinds are closed, then unwraps the tarp. His hand flies to his mouth in shock: Valen looks even worse than Kane, and that's saying a lot. "Holy shit. It's, it's okay, you're safe now. I'm not gonna hurt you, alright?"

Valen uncoils from the center of the tarp, moving in a slow, dreamlike way. He looks up at Jim placidly, with soft, grateful eyes.

He blinks at Jim slowly and crawls forward a little, at Jim's feet, and leans into him, sighing contentedly. This is the closest to calm and safe he's felt in ages. He's in...some guy's house, which used to terrify him, but now this feels...almost normal.

At least this one’s not freaking out like Kane was. "That muzzle... it's burning you, isn't it? Can I take it off?" He knows that Valen is dangerous, that any vampire other than Kane is gonna have persuasion, but the evidence of the lack of vocal cords is right there. He has a padded one he can put on later- not now, but when Valen's had some time to heal up.

Valen tiredly looks up at him, almost uncomprehending. He nods slowly. Yes, please take it off. That would be so lovely. He hasn't had no muzzle on since that time when he'd had a brief stint of freedom with Kane. He already can't remember what it feels like.

The hunters had given Jim the key to it, but Jim hadn't realized the entire muzzle was silver at the time. He undoes the lock, then tries to pull it off, but it's stuck fast to Valen's face. "Um... you want me to do this fast or slow?" He realizes Valen can't answer that, and asks again, using his fingers to hold up 1 and 2.

Valen looks at him dreamily, barely here. There is nothing to try and escape from, but he can't bring himself to care about anything that is happening. It hardly makes any difference whether it comes off fast or slow. Anything hardly makes any difference at all now that he's away from those hunters. He is floating on a cloud that it feels like he won't come down from. He does not answer, instead gently wrapping his hand around Jim's fingers and nodding.

Jim begins to pick up on the fact that Valen is not all there, at least not right now. "Okay, I'm just- I'm gonna try my best. It'll probably hurt, I'm sorry. I dunno how else to do this." He pulls harder, tearing the muzzle from Valen's face, the skin ripping away with it.

Oh, that is enough to bring Valen back down to earth, slamming into the ground. He feels the pain now, having dissociated for long enough to block it mostly out.

Jim keeps apologizing the whole time, and has to stop halfway through, taking a squeamish break from the horrific sight of Valen’s mangled face. He returns to finish it as soon as he gets his bearings. At last, the muzzle is off, as well as half of Valen's face.

"I'm gonna grab you some bandages." Jim says, clammy and pale. "Just stay right there, okay?”

The muzzle is off. Valen still can't speak because of his missing vocal cords, and he's still beat half to death and back, and everything still hurts, but the muzzle is off, and Valen's head is clearer now. His face is throbbing, feeling hot blood dribbling down his neck, but he nods. That would be lovely, thank you. You're very kind.

Jim returns and begins covering Valen's face in gauze. He looks like he's cried a little, but hastily wiped his tears before returning to Valen. "I just don't understand how anyone could do that to someone." he whispers with horror.

Jim is kind, Valen decides instantly, and he would do anything for Jim. Valen doesn't understand how anyone could do it, either. He'd never understood it even when it'd been vampires tormenting humans.

Valen is looking forward to a time when he can thank Jim properly. He has no idea how long it will be, but he can be patient.

Valen lifts a hand to help Jim hold the gauze in place, grateful for it. He hasn't had a wound properly bandaged in ages.

"Thanks." Jim finishes wrapping Valen's face up. "Now that you're a proper mummy, let's uh, get these off too. You don't need 'em." He removes Valen's wrist and ankle cuffs. "I'll go grab you some clothes and then... you can see Kane, if you want?"

Valen leaps up in excitement, eyes sparkling. Yes, please, please, I need my Kane. Please give him back. He barely cares enough to revel in his wrists and ankles being free.

He saw the basement door when he was unwrapped from the tarp, and saw that it had silver on it. He guesses that Kane is down there. He points to it, a silent question, a look of urgency on his face.

"Yeah, he's down there. He's okay. I haven't hurt him and I'm not gonna. I'll let him up here in just a minute, alright? C'mon." Jim takes Valen's hand and leads him to his room, where the clothes are, and begins rifling through his closet again.

Valen follows him half-heartedly, keeping his eyes trained on the door. When Jim brings him into the bedroom, Valen waits patiently. He would rather go down right away, but if Jim doesn't want to see him nude, he can wait. He is so very eager, though.

But this is okay. Jim obviously thinks torture is wrong, and he's being given clothes, and this place seems nice, and his Kane is here. This will be okay for a while, he thinks.

Jim gives Valen a change of clothes, a pretty basic comfortable t-shirt, sweatpants, boxers, and socks. "I'll wait outside, just come out when you're done changing, okay?" He leaves the room and shuts the door.

Hm? Jim wants him to change in private? That's different. Why would either of them care? This is just Valen, after all. Oh well.

He changes into the clothes eagerly, sorry to get them a bit dirty with his soiled body, but they're comfy. The socks are the best part. They're thick and fluffy. He patters out when he's done, absolutely beaming. He points downstairs. Now? Please?

"Yeah, alright. Let's get you guys a reunion." 

***

K&J x MMSS crossover taglist:

@barebarb

@cc1010foxy

@emcscared-whumps

@melancholy-in-the-morning

@pigeonwhumps

@secretwhumplair

@some-thrilling-heroics

@t0rture-me

@thecyrulik

@thejinglingcourtjester

@vehan-tikkun-olam-and-stuff

@whuarri

@whump-cravings

@whump-my-heart-away

@whumpycries

@wolfeyedwitch

@why-not-ask-me-a-better-question

#whump #vampire whumpee #MMSS #K&J #angst #whumpblr #hurt/comfort

[awkwardgtace]

What are the differences between Guardian Au and original au for Melody and Kyrie? How did they meet, their dynamic, and are the guardians supposed to fight against a bigger threat?

got this ask at the perfect time since i just finished the game i was playing tonight :D

I wrote out a thing then decide to go down the list and do major differences at the end.

So how did they meet:

Melody made a comment about Kyrie's eyes being blue when she was near him on a school campus one day (probably college). He heard her and asked if that was a good thing. Started horrible embarrassment for Melody and a lot of attempts from Kyrie to convince her to give him a chance. (lots of self doubt when it comes to people with Melody.)

Siren's song AU Has their first meeting as a story, but something to bring up with it is that Melody at that point was extremely isolated. Her voice had put her and her family in danger. She couldn't risk being seen by anyone because her creepy manager could possibly find her. It took a while for her to accept that she didn't put everyone she cared about in danger just be letting them close, but that fear puts a lot of strain on how she and Kyrie interact at first. (and after he grows considering the aftermath of when she was controlled by the stones.)

Their Dynamic:

Guardian AU has a pretty fluffy dynamic compared to most others. Both Melody and Kyrie have a history of being around guardians and are suuuper used to it. Melody kind of has a blind faith in Kyrie. She genuinely doesn't believe he'd be capable of hurting her. The thing is hoping that faith never gets proved wrong. Kyrie has the same kind of trust, but he usually shows that in the mer au too. He trusts her because she trusts him. He just sees a lot less focus on her own safety he never noticed when they were the same size. It was easy to see her as brave and confident when he wasn't aware how small she looked to any and every guardian. Their relationship is more open too. Easier for them to admit their struggles most of the time. I'd say guardian AU has a much healthier relationship the mer AU

Mer AU has a much more struggle heavy dynamic. Breaking through a lot of pain and issues each has faced. A lot of mutual healing for traumas they faced. Kyrie has the biggest complex about his size in mer au. A lot more obvious hate in this one for him and his size. Melody slowly shows him that isn't true. Melody is convinced she's bad luck. That it's her fault Caprice had to stop doing sports, that if she'd listened she wouldn't be isolated how she is. Even blames herself for Kyrie and what he'll be later. Kyrie does a lot to teach her that she isn't and that she's allowed to be happy with the people around her. Their happy moments show a lot of the trust they build together. Kind of glimpses to what the guardian au relationship already has.

Guardian AU Why guardians exist?

I have had a document in the works for a lore drop like mafia au and I'm stuck on the dumbest part of it (spoilers it's the name for smallest guardian class. something, titan, colossus. I'll figure it out eventually though ideas are welcome. Genuinely considering giant rn lol)

Anyway, yes they exist to defend against bigger threats. Evolutionary protection for humans on a planet that had threats. Basically humans are small, but the planet isn't. There's environments that match each public class of guardians. Originally guardians would be pure defense against predators, which is the origin of the name lol. Then when there was enough they would go get necessities from the larger environments. Evolutionary need has kept the guardians popping up, but it's still kind of just a common ancestor trait so the government haven't found a way to tell if someone will be one. Just locked it to a general age range it can happen.

Kyrie is literally just in an extremely populated city where guardians do pop up frequently. The goal being to stop any from causing trouble while growing or if the 'wrong' person grows. Especially with the changes to memory that could encourage some people to see the average human as something lesser. Generally the days of pure protection have passed, but that still holds the main focus of most of their jobs.

Now the differences in the relationships for siren's song and guardian au melody and kyrie:

Biggest is Melody's blind faith. She doesn't have that in the siren's song universe, but she could after enough time which might be relevant to something I'm working on

Kyrie's comfort in his relationship with Melody is a difference too. He's a lot more confident as Melody's partner in siren's song since he has that promise of 'destined' backing him. There's no one better for her, but guardian au has a lot more insecurities about staying once he grew. Especially since most of the time relationships between a guardian and the average human only works when the guardian can take the medicine without pain.

Time of their relationships is different too. Melody and Kyrie for guardian au had already been to a point of living together before she went away for work. Basically the size difference was viewed as an added roadbump to an established relationship rather than a uphill battle to starting one.

Melody and Kyrie are different in the two universes too. Guardian!Melody is a lot more well adjusted. She has her traumas and struggles, but not to such an extreme. This Melody has friends and people to rely on outside her brother and Kyrie. People who support her and her choices that lets her feel confident enough to have the blind faith in Kyrie. Siren'sSong!Melody is extremely isolated. She has online friends, but keeps them at arms length. A strict distance is kept so they don't know enough to find her past. She could open up, but she doesn't know how. By the time she does, most of her life focuses on merfolk and she can't tell humans. Guardian!Kyrie had a much more normal life too. He wasn't abandoned or treated badly, his parents were pretty decent. Until he became a guardian, but that's another story. For the most part he's formed his own push to isolate himself out of fear of people seeing him as a monster. That's something he'll work on now that Melody is with him again. He can be talked out of spirals about his own actions and what he might have done by accident or on purpose. Siren'sSong!Kyrie is terrified of hurting anyone. Even by accident. He'd run and never return if he thought he hurt Melody. It's harder to convince him that he's worthy of the trust others have for him. In a way he's much more cowardly than the other versions of him. It's all because he's been told so much how he's a danger. He's fiercer at the same time. Much more willing to be the monster than his guardian au counterpart.

Mostly the difference is just in them and their comfort with each other. I def rambled again lol. But it's a lot of just established relationship and relatively healthy lives versus new relationship and heaps of trauma. I think I covered all I could, but if there's anything you wanted to know I missed just send another ask <3

#awkwardanswers #oc lore #oc: melody #oc: kyrie #long post #lore dump #lots of stuff on these two #def helps i currently have one piece prepped to post and another wip about them right now #in said aus too lol #ty for the ask as always <3 <3 <3 <3