yea yea, i'm an absolute believer in the fact that spawn astarion indulges in some kinky stuff and having the freedom to choose sends him on a bit of a sexual exploration journey
but also have you considered him having moments that are so soft, so gentle? when he's losing himself in the warmth and the endless kisses? when he can shut his mind off and just allow the physical sensations, the touch to guide him? there's not a single hint of worry, no anxiety trailing behind his thoughts. it just feels natural, it feels good. he can close his eyes, truly relax and allow all of that to engulf him. completely lose himself in his lover's body.
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"You make me happy too, you know?"
And by the look on Castiel's face when he turns his head to look at him maybe he didn't know, after all.
"You do make me happy, "he exclaims, and fuck his inability to find the words when he needs them most, "like, like," he stammers, make a broad gesture with his hands, there it is, that funny, fuzzy feeling, "riding in baby with the music playing loud and the windows rolled down," like he can only remember feeling, if vaguely, when he was a kid and his mom was still alive, like a summer day at Bobby's when he was ten, like the warm rush that floored his chest anytime he pictured the two of them and Sammy living freely at last, daydreaming of the beach, "like that feeling you get when you know you are home." His face is on fire, or at least that's what the deep blush he is sporting feels like at least.
He gives Cas a hopeful look, willing him to understand what he is trying to convey, because he is out of metaphors, because it's too big and too great for his words to do it any justice.
The eyes that stare back at him are full of a fond understanding, "Now I know." And it might not be one, but it still sounds like an I love you, one that doesn't taste like a goodbye, like the first one did, but instead, just like the kiss Castiel initiates right then, tastes of a hopeful tomorrow.
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↳ summary: at this point, you assume that you've misplaced your own things, but find yourself surprised when you find said things in mammon's room.
↳ Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Demon Attendant Reader, Mammon (Obey Me!), Nesting/Hoarding Habit, With Your Things, Mammon Loves His Special Person, Nightbringer Setting.
writer's blurp: mammon lives rent-free in my brain and that's a-okay he's such a sweetie to the MC both in OG OM and in NB. just wanted to write a short little thing about NB mammon finding comfort in things that have the reader's scent.
It started out as a missing coat or sweater. Something you choked up to just being lost in the abyss of your closet, or left it somewhere not that it was anything you were too sad about losing or being misplaced.
Then the throw blankets, or your favorite throw pillows that you would use at the House of Lamentation when the brothers would pull you into whatever movie or game night, and the ones at Cocytus Hall. Solomon helped you turn over every inch of the Hall, but neither of you had any luck finding them, nor could the brothers help you find your things at Lamentation.
Little things here and there, like pens and notebooks, objects you would use daily. You wondered if your chatelaine was breaking, and you not noticing it, but Solomon assured you that it wouldn't with the enchantment he placed on it for you. Some smaller things as well the occasional ring, or necklace.
It wasn't until you one day received a text from Mammon to come over and please bring something good to eat with your company (totally NOT a bonus he said) since he felt a little under the weather. You found your missing things.
Situated in a safe little spot on Mammon's bed, the very demon dozed off around the little things, but also wearing some of your missing jewelry. Face hidden in your throw pillows and your throw blankets living up to their name of being haphazardly tossed on his person, while he was wrapped up in your sweater.
You could also see some of his brother's things mixed in as well.
A little hoard of his own. A little nest with things that made him feel comfortable and safe. Things that belong to those that are important to him, to people that he loves.
So, as quietly as possible you leave Mammon's room knowing that if he were to wake up and knowing that you saw his little hoard of treasures that belong to those important to him, his little nest of things that brings him comfort he would quickly try to hide all of it.
Once you're back outside of Mammon's room you decide to make something other than the Hell Fire Noodles he likes, opting for something a little bit more easy on the stomach.
Texting to let Mammon know that you will be delayed in arriving, his response is a pouty little emoji, and him appearing by your side a bit later. Hiding his face in your shoulder, mumbling and grumbling while you cook, but sticking to you like glue.
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oikawa tōru is very much someone who’s comfortable in his masculinity therefore isn’t afraid to act a little ‘feminine’. excitedly goes shopping with you, picking outfits for each other and modelling them in the fitting room, with twirls and poses. he always somehow has gossip ready and piping hot for you whenever he gets home from practice or the gym, does the hand over mouth with a knowing stare and a, “you will NOT believe what happened!”. and oikawa will absolutely join you for a biweekly mani pedi and let’s you choose what colour to paint his nails, sometimes asks to get the same design as yours but only on his ring finger because he’s a sap like that :’)))
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Currently thinking about Fabian Seacaster, finally home after the ordeal in the Forest of the Nightmare King, alone in his room and finding himself fully unable to sleep the way he used to before everything. Because it's dark and the blackout curtains in his room make the shadows seem too real, like they're slowly creeping towards him to consume him whole, and his friends, his party isn't here to protect him while he sleeps.
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