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doodle-pops · 2 days

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Modern AU: Sugar Daddy | My Sugar Daddy Loves Me

Headcanon: Maglor, Finrod, Ecthelion, Thingol, Elrond

Request: Hi Mina I hope you doing well could you please write a part 2 of your sugar daddy au? With Ecthelion, Maglor, Finrod, Elrond and Maeglin - Anon

A/N: Not gonna lie, I had a hard time envisioning Finrod as a sugar daddy since I link those who are Daddy/DILF material as a sugar daddy. He seemed so aloof as a sugar daddy and more like Friends with Benefits lol.

Warnings: a female-focused reader, smut, breeding/creampies

➽ Part 1 | Part 2

➽ Modern AU Series

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Maglor

➽ He’s a world-renowned pop star who is beloved by everyone, and you are his lovely darling he met during a backstage meet and greet when he slipped his number into your back pocket and whispered, ‘Call me.’

➽ Of course you called him because that’s how you receive gifts on your doorstep after every performance he has, world tours, or when his albums go platinum. You are the mysterious lover that his fans talk about because of paparazzi.

➽ For the most of your dynamic shared with him, you are kept a secret because, to him, it makes everything more thrilling. All those posts of him on vacation or tours with snips of your hands, legs or back, or the albums being written about you, make everything invigorating.

➽ On the days when he does return from touring, you are showered in affection abundantly. Necklaces and anklets with your name or his name, dozens of roses, lingerie, the latest fashion wear, a lump sum of money floating into your account and some days between the sheets.

➽ Plus, that pretty black credit card in your back pocket feels incredibly heavy with all the financial opportunities it’s allowing you to make. It doesn’t bother him with you swipe his card to make your purchases because he has lots of trust in you (please don’t rob him).

➽ The dynamic between you both differs from the others who would reward you for excelling at your job or studies. With Maglor, he’ll reward you for being silent as he takes you in the recording booth during breaks, support him during his concerts, and when he wins awards.

➽ Apart from dropping all the materialistic gifts on you, Maglor takes him time to worship you from head to toe. You are, after all, the inspiration behind his best-selling albums, and he has inserted your moans as background vocals on some of his songs.

➽ A passion lover you got as a sugar daddy with an oral fixation (best his mouth). He has to show you how talented those lips are; singing isn’t all that he can do with his tongue. Plus, he’s also a guitarist, so let the realisation sink in with those fingers.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Finrod

➽ Right off the bat, his type of sugar daddy isn’t for pleasure purposes and it’s the last reason why he was willing to care for you. He just wants someone to spoil and spend lots of time with because he’s rich and lonely in his mansion.

➽ Being spoilt is something you never have to question because he’s eager to be your sugar daddy even though he doesn’t consider himself as one. He’ll just tell you that he’s a good friend helping another friend out while handing you his unlimited credit card and a bunch of gifts.

➽ The adventurous type to call you up in the middle of the night and TELL you that he already booked you all a flight a trip to a tropical island for two weeks filled with various fun activities. The idea that you have classes or work tomorrow doesn’t sink in until you’re reminding him.

➽ It’s a frequent occurrence with him visiting/calling at early hours to check out new places in the city or for you to come over because his giant house is lonely. At some point, you are living in with him and all the maids have become familiar with you.

➽ If you’re a college student, you are funded, and yes, he does have an interest in your academics. However, he’s a lot more understanding if you fail a course because he’s the reason (making you miss classes with those trips); he might suggest dropping out and letting him permanently care for you because he can also get you a decent job without a degree.

➽ As I mentioned, pleasure isn’t something Finrod is interested in during the agreement. That’s something you would have to initiate one night as you’re relaxing in bed or returning from dinner. Take the lead and make him rethink his agreement to incorporate it often and scrap the ‘friends’ talk.

➽ He isn’t someone who becomes stressed, so if anything, you’re the one who’s getting the rough sex when you’re stressed. He is happy to help because if you’re keeping him company, he has to return the favour with an open mind. And trust me when I say, he’s good at what he does but acts casual as if he didn’t strip away your ability to walk.

➽ At least your time being his sugar baby will be fun and filled with excitement, something that outshines the finances and pleasure he blesses you with. His desire for companionship helps to make the dynamic between you two worthwhile.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Ecthelion

➽ Responsible for marketing some of the most valuable gemstones around the world; mostly invested in the diamond stock market. The first time you met him and stepped into his house, you noticed how much he was obsessed with the gemstone. You don’t complain because it’s what he gifts you whenever you perform well for him.

➽ He covers all your tuition expenses and living commodities and gives you one of his unlimited credit cards to shop for your heart's desires. In return, you must bring home good grades (he’ll tell you what’s good) and keep up your good reputation. He doesn’t want you to ever tarnish your reputation.

➽ Ecthelion is wealthy and educated, so he doesn’t mind getting involved and invested in your field of work or degree program. Depending on what it is, he’ll extend his knowledge, but if he doesn’t know, he’ll make attempts to get you good connections to boost your career.

➽ So long as you maintain your good grades and reputation, you’re in it for life. He’s taking you vacations to tropical islands, opera shows, shopping sprees, buying you the most expensive jewellery sets and clothes. You will be rocking the best designer clothes, Ecthelion isn’t standing for you wearing simple clothes.

➽ Of course, when you perform excellently for him, he will return the favour with more than just trips and money. He established in the beginning that he was seeking companionship during your deal, and as much as he wanted to keep things professional, something about the red lipstick you adore wearing sucked him in.

➽ Perhaps allowing you to give him a blowjob under the table in his office during a quick visit and leaving lipstick smeared all over his cock made him change his mind about keeping things professional. He was pleased when you agreed to make the relationship more intimate than hugs and kisses.

➽ He wastes no time whenever he’s stressed to relieve himself through you (with your consent). You’re his little stress reliever, and in return, Ecthelion doesn’t mind letting you use him to beat your stress. Sex is rough and steamy between you both. You are getting bent over countertops, work desk, pressed against the wall, he’s hungry beneath his professional demeanour.

➽ While he is a formal and sophisticated gentleman, and he would not touch you inappropriately in public, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t purchase you vibrator panties and plugs. You’re sitting beside him during a conference meeting and he’s causally playing with the speed on his phone, making you cum.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Thingol

➽ This sugar daddy is drifting over to the DILF side of things and do not be fooled by his silver hair, he isn’t old, he’s simply trendy and into the latest fashion styles. Giovani, Armani, Dior, Marco Polo, Ralph Lauren and the list goes on. Thingol is an old-money type of sugar daddy, and he adores showing off his wealth to you.

➽ To be honest, Thingol really want to be your sugar daddy because he saw you and liked you. At the time, you were a broke college student or young worker struggling in the business world who used the opportunity he was providing to build your career and status.

➽ Thingol doesn’t care about all that (at first), but he does ensure all your needs and desires are met. Tuitions paid, loans cleared, no negative credit score or empty bank account. You’re the rich student on campus or your job that everyone is jealous of because he makes sure the world knows you’re spoilt by rolling up in some custom Rolls Royce or Bently.

➽ Your unlimited credit cards weigh a ton in your pocket, but who cares because you’re rich and being pampered as you deserve? Of course, nothing in life comes for free and without payment. Thingol might carry some age because he has a fully grown child, but he isn’t old.

➽ He makes it clear that he would enjoy being intimate and seeking companionship in return for the wealth spent on you. Do you decline, of course not (you can’t, or you’ll end up poor again).

➽ Thingol is the definition of old is the new young. This man has the stamina to last for a lifetime and makes sure you’re always satisfied. He can be stingy and demand that you give him more attention (he’s a receiver more than a giver). You’ll have to catch him in the right mood for him to be on the giving end.

➽ But still, you can’t complain because you’re getting good dic—. Anyway speaking of spoiling you, he adores whenever you’re completely decked out in lingerie for him, i.e. just all the jewellery he bought for you and nothing else.

➽ He does have a slight breeding kink, but it isn’t intending to want children, so you have nothing to worry about. Thingol just enjoys the sight of prettying his sugar baby.

➽ Know that he’ll gift you some necklace or ring that informs everyone that you’re his and no one else’s. If you ask him if it means he’s proposing, he’ll reply with something along the lines of, “You’re already mine princess, wedding ring or not.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Elrond

➽ DILF number three and it makes perfect sense since he’s a descendant of many DILFs (Fingolfin, Turgon, Thingol). But Elrond doesn’t mind being someone’s sugar daddy, though his intentions are more for genuine purposes. If you want more, you’re gonna have to do all the work to show him that it’s more than paying your tuition and giving you money.

➽ Nevertheless, he covers all your expenses and demands that you perform excellently in your field of study or job. Elrond would even go out of his way to personally teach you (and no, I don’t mean bending you over the desk type of teaching) to ensure success is at your fingertips.

➽ This man is the most passionate and dedicated sugar daddy who cares about your well-being to a great extent. He’s well-rounded, so he’s fulfilling all your needs and wants, health, education, finances, basic commodities and living expenses. Please don’t disappoint him by failing your classes, he’s pulling all his money into the best tutors.

➽ In return for your devotion and passion for excellence, you are getting spoiled but not like the others. Elrond doesn’t mind giving you money or taking you on shopping sprees or trips around the world, he simply doesn’t want you dependent dependent on him to always provide since he’s building you up to become your own boss and financially secure.

➽ He’ll spoil, but not to that extent. Such a philosophical man, teaching all about life and how to be independent and headstrong.

➽ Now, as I’ve previously mentioned, if you want him to take you to bed, impressions are everything. Elrond’s the type to get impressed by your sense of elegance, sophistication and linguistics. Show him how skilled your tongue is, and he’ll be wanting more. No doubt he’s rewriting the contract in his mind.

➽ He has kids and knows how to ramp in between the sheets. In his state, he probably isn’t interested in more given his desire for companionship, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to be giving out creampies. The sight of it is his catalyst for wanting to give you more and keep you up all night.

➽ He’s a gentleman in the streets and will incapacitate you in the sheets. Tricks up his sleeves despite having an old fashion appeal about him. Give him a dance dressed in some pretty lingerie—nothing overly fancy, he likes elegance and simplicity—while he sips on whisky or brandy in a button-down shirt and his tie lazily discarded around his neck.

➽ Treat him well because running multiple companies is tiring, so relieve his stress while he relieves yours and you’ll be the happiest sugar baby ever.

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hyukaphobicsworld · 3 days

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In red we trust

⚠️WARNING⚠️

This will not be like my other drabbles. This book is for mature audiences only. Please know this book is only for imagination and is not based on true or wanting events. Thank you

Second warning(s): Deadpool!felix x Harley Quinn!afab reader, enemies to lovers, controlling, murder, blood, fear kink, oral sex (female receiving), Felix hitting it from the back, Felix is really a bit perverted, samurai/killer Felix, slight misogyny in the beginning (Felix learns his lesson), cheating, masturbation (no cumming), humiliation kink, Dacryphilia, leaving marks on each other, grinding, cussing, and weapons, strong ass pull out gang!!!! (TELL ME IF I MISS ANYTHING!!)

Note: Guys, I have no idea what I’m yapping about. I really don’t know a thing about Harley Quinn nor Deadpool (I know more about Harley Quinn than Deadpool) They most likely won’t act exactly like the character nor be even

He runs around and swing his trusty swords through all of them. One by one, they all fall down with nothing but scars as the last piece of evidence. None of this is a joke to him, none of this is funny to him. He takes this serious. He gets people behind him, in front of him, and beside him.

The leader, boss, can only stand there confused. He sees all of his men be taken down by one dude in red. A man who is incredibly powerful. But not physically like Felix. Felix believes that that is all that matters. The physical power and what you can do with it. Not the controlling power.

The leader sits there in shock when there is no man left of his. He’s scared and is only left to think, “Who is the foe in all black and red, two swords on his back and an intimidating mask down his face? And how the hell is he so good at fighting?” Felix starts walking towards the leader and the leader backs up until his back was pressed against the cold wall behind him

“Who are you?!” The leader aggressively asked. “State yourself?!”

Felix slowly pulled off his mask and smirked at the shocked man’s face. “The names Deadpool.” He said in deep, alarming, and intimidating voice. Nothing scared the leader more. “Is that yo-“ were his last words before Felix quickly brought out the gun and shot him. Leaving nothing but dead people on the ground for evidence. He rolled his eyes and put his mask right back on. He starts whistling while walking out into the hall. He trips over one of the bodies and stumbles. “Woah! Excuse you!” He throws his arms up in the air. He was talking to the person he brutally murdered with his swords, actions as if they were still alive and they did that on purpose. Felix walked down to the dead man and kneeled. “So you really aren’t even going to excuse yourself? Jeez, people these days.” He rolled his eyes while chuckling to himself. “I’m sorry, Deadpool!” Felix said, making the dead person’s lip move in sync to his voice.

“Yo!” You scream from across the hall. Felix looks back and tilts his head in confusion. You looked like nothing but a shadowy figure to him. He snickered to himself when his vision got cleared and saw it was nothing but a woman with a metal baseball bat in her hands. He got up and wiped his hands. “Who are you? I don’t want you ending up like…” He pointed at all the dead people all over the floor and shrugged his shoulders. “Plus,” he started, putting his hands behind his back and standing from on his heels and back on his toes. “I don’t like to fight women. Why do that when we both know who will win this fight?”

You snickered. Of course, you’re a woman and he’s a man which obviously means he’s better and has to go easy on you. What a pathetic view on women. You pointed your bat at him and closed on of your eyes. “Seems like you got all the work here done. So all I need you top do is step aside, toots!” You smiled and wiggled your head back and forth, causing your pigtails to move. Felix stops moving and stands still. “No can do, pink. You see, I have this whole-“ He started but you couldn’t stand his blabbering. You ran towards him with your bat swinging up.

“Well damn, couldn’t let me finish?” He asked, sarcastically. He pulled out his blade and ran up to you too. When he got close enough, he swung and missed. You jumped from the left wall to the right wall and landed your whole body weight on his shoulders. He moved around and placed his hands on your thighs while grunting. “You look eatable from the view right here.” He tried to joke. You rolled your eyes and picked the pistol out your pocket and spined it around your finger before shooting him in the neck. He fell to the ground and so did you.

Felix holds his neck, trying to stop the blood from coming out. You clicked your tongue at him and found some type of wire with on the ground. He’s going to die anyways. What’s the point in tying him up? “Well,” you begin, wiping off your hands, “It was nice to meet you, Mr…” You paused, trying to catch his name. But all that came out of his mouth was gurgling sounds. You chuckled and walked off with your bat on your shoulders and your arms wrapping around it.

You walk into the room where the leader and all of his men were murdered. You whistled. He did all of this? Couldn’t have done it alone. You could. But, with the way you easily defeated him, no way he did it by himself. You laughed and took the little paper you had in the back of your shorts and punched in the numbers to the code. But it didn’t work. The hell? You could have sworn these were the numbers the man told you last week? Even after you killed all of his colleagues right in front of him, he still lied. “Well played chubby desk dude, well played.” You said to yourself. Before you even got to punch in the numbers again, you heard light foot step and you immediately swinged you back to see.. that dude in the red again?

How? You just shot him, but no time to stop and think! He’s already coming at you with a sword. “Didn’t think I would just let you do that to me so easily, did you pink?” He snickered and you kicked his leg, but he didn’t budge, still trying to cut your waist. You managed to jump over his blade and kick his face while you were up in the air. His body stood still but his face trembled a bit, causing you to get a good look at his neck. What the hell? You don’t even see the bullet wound! It’s like you just didn’t shoot him with a gun! When you landed back on the ground, you dropped your bat. You did a backbend into a flip behind you to get your bat back. “Oh, you’re flexible! I like that, pink!” You knocked one of his blades out his hand with the bat. “How the hell did you not die?!” You asked, still trying to hit him. He laughed and grabbed his blade back. “Because I’m a ghosssttt!” He said, trying to intimidate the voice of a ghost. Jesus he was annoying.

You growled and ran to hit him with your bat but he got you before you could get him. He sliced you thigh which cause you to lose balance, but still have you up in the air. Though you were landing right for him, he catches you. He look at you for a second too long. Staring at you and yur body down before he threw you against the wall harshly. You groaned and got back up. “Still not tired, pink?” He asked. “Never, red!” You ran and he went up, so you went down. You slid across the floor and kicked his calf. He fell straight to the ground while you got your bat back. You quickly got up before him and swung the bat across his face, making him lie right back down. “Now stay down, red!” You yelled at him. You put in the numbers again and it did open this time. You smiled, this is what pudding wanted! But when you opened it, there was nothing but a sticky note with “haha” written in a dark red. It was him! You look and he wasn’t on the ground anymore, he was on the widow, about to jump. He looked back to you and smirked. “The names Deadpool, pink!” He laughed and jumped out the window. And although this was a high building, none of his bones broke when he reached the concrete. Who the hell is he? And why is he so invincible yet sexy?

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Another day of unexpected catastrophes. Mr. J is going to be upset when you tell him one dude dressed in red and black from head to toe, heavy handed, deep voiced, small waist, sexy, swift moevment fighter snatched the information he needed right from your hands. What will you say then? That you were too distracted by trying to keep your legs tied together from the warmth that you could feel going on in your core? Or the fact you only stayed for longer than you needed to because you were trying to see what he looked like without the mask? If he sounded that sexy, he had to have been sexier without the mask.

No Harley! You have Pudding! You have joker! Sure, he’s leaving you alone very often but expects you to do the above and beyond for him. I mean you had to go through all that work and get can’t even get you a can of pineapples from the store without complaining! Ugh! But he is still your boyfriend! So if you even thought about red while simultaneously sneaking your hand down your underwear, fingering yourself because of the way he grabbed you and threw you, you are a disgusting monster. But here you are, doing exactly what you didn’t want to do. Disgusting monster.

You touch yourself to only the thought of him as your lips opened agape and let out tiny whimpers. You could feel the tense tension when you first saw him. Though you can’t tell his facial expressions (because of the whole mask thing) you wanted him anyways. His voice so deep and sexy. Calling you pink and his sarcastic and funny remarks. God, he was so annoyingly sexy. Your fingers went faster when you remember the grip on he had on you. Forgetting the moments he hurt you and replacing them with the pleasurable moments is something you just learned to develop with Joker. You were already gripping your bedsheets and then you remember his words, “Oh, you’re flexible! I like that, pink.” sends you through the roof, almost getting you to cum.

“Honey! I’m home!” Were all the words you needed to hear to throw you off your game. Great. Your not even horny anymore

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This time, you have a new location. Joker wasn’t so happy when he found out you were not able to get the first one. He mumbled off something with the words of “have to do everything by myself again.” Which was infuriating to you because he never did any work. But, nevertheless, that’s your pudding and you love him. Now, time to get information again. The riddler won’t stop himself in the act and it is anything for your pudding, am I right?

This time, you come prepared in case of any distractions. You got greanades, baseball bat, pistol, snare trap, and you personal favorite, Jack in the box! (A distraction tool.) You are unstoppable. Not another man in your mind, no one in your way, you feel greatly confident. Who wouldn’t when your you?

You get into your car and tap on your speaker that connects you to Joker. “I’m on my way pudding. I’ma make you proud,” You said while smiling. “You better.” He said back. You turn it off and get ready to drive down the location you panned to stop at.

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You made it there. But this time, it was full of people. Yes! Finally, you get to get some credit into doing something. They all started charging at you like a bunch of humans chasing a rat. Can you really blame them? A girl with crazy clown makeup, two pigtails, and a baseball bat comes in when it specifically said “NO WEAPONS!!”. But, you still kick there ass. Your bat swings across their heads and they all get taken out.

Your gymnastic skills coming in handy from time to time. That’s when more started to come. But it seems like they were running away then actually running towards you. You ignored it and kicked every single one of their asses. Throwing your bat all around. Getting people from the bathrooms, meeting rooms and even elevators. In which you use to get upstairs. You’re left with nothing but blood all over your body. You use the elevator to get upstairs as you whistled. And then, you saw him again. The dude from yesterday.

Red. He was there again. His facial expressions were visible through the mask and it upset you. Because you could really see when he resisted his eyebrow up. Stupid motherfucker. Why is he even here? He took your stuff yesterday and now he is here for a round two? You growled. “Hey! You gotta be fucking kidding me.” You yelled at him and he threw his arms up. “How are you not dead? You feel off a seven foot high building!”

“Nice to see you too, pink.” He laughed and took out his swords. “But this time, I really need you to go away.” He squints his eyes and talking a little louder so his voice isn’t muffled behind that stupid mask. Stupid fucking mask. What does he look like without it? Seriously, he better be drop-dead ugly so you don’t feel bad when you kill him. “If anything, you were in my w-“ you were about to finish your sentence till he threw a tiny knife out his pocket and threw it straight at you until you caught it. “Well that was just rude.” You rolled your eyes and threw the pocket knife at the wall.

You took out your bat and started dashing at him again just like yesterday. He came toward you as well as both came in a baseball to sword competition. It was insane. He was just like you. He looked so brittle and fragile. That was only because he was so skinny. But he was just as strong, coordinated and unpredictable as you. Both use humor, both really good with weapons but there is something about, and that is that he will not die. You can’t brush it off. He is almost as invincible as you.

“Harley!” You heard coming from your earpiece. When you tried to reach for it, Felix kicked your bat out of you hand and your ear piece out your ear. “Damn it!” You said and Felix pushed you to the ground. He won this time. Felix put his foot on your back and grabbed your pigtails, pulling them back. “Okay, pink. Let me ask you this, w-“ Before he talks you spit on his mask. He stood for a bit then wiped the spit off. When he did, he wiped it off with two fingers. He made you open your mouth and put his two fingers in your mouth back where your spit belonged. He chuckled as he watched you be defeated by him, yet you still let him torture you. You are literally choking on his fingers with your spit clogged down your mouth yet this is the hottest thing that ever happened to you.

“Harley! Harley, babe! You still there?” Joker called out. The ear pierce played out loud now that it wasn’t in your ear anymore. Felix chuckled darkly and took his fingers out of your mouth. He looked over at you and raised a brow. “That’s you name, isn’t it pink? Or, I’m sorry, Harley.” You could only glare at him, not wanting to say a word back out of humiliation and shame. “Pretty, thing.” He said, caressing your cheek.

“He said babe, didn’t he? That’s your boyfriend? You have a boyfriend?” He asked, deepening his voice with every question asked. And again, you could only glare at him, but he knew what your glare meant. “He is, isn’t he? And here I was wishing you were single.” With his foot still on your back, he smashed the ear piece. The only way for you to communicate or even go back to Joker.

You were upset, that was hot at first, but now, this is just unessecary. You set your palms on the floor and used your arms to lift you up. You kicked him off your back and made him fall to the ground. You walked on your hands to be your bat back and when you did, you stood back on your feet. Felix got up and started stretching. “You are so flexible, Harley. You don’t know how much that turns me on.” He chuckled. He brought out his other sword and he smirked. He started whistling but you noticed his legs were opened widely. If you squeezed yourself small enough, you could kick his ass. So you did. You slide across the floor and went between his legs, then used your bat to hit his dick.

When he fell on his knees, holding his crotch, you were about to leave to find the information you originally came for, but you couldn’t. Not without knowing one question at least. What does he look like? You needed to get your information quickly and find some type of way to get to Joker but your curiosity got the best of you. You slowly walked up to him and laid him over on his back. Before he could even protest, you got on his lap.

“Shut up!” You yelled at him and he growled. But he did as you said, he stayed shut. His hands were free, he could stop you anytime if he wanted to. He could throw you, punch you, hell he could make you choke on his fingers again, but he didn’t. He didn’t move a damn muscle. You quickly reached for his mask and snatched it off his face. Jesus he was so fucking hot.

He had pink lips and a well defined jawline. It was sharp and noticeable. This he had pink plump lips that were covered in sweat, but he licked it off with his lips. His nose was round but pointy at the same time. And his hair blonde with the tips dyed red. Red was a real good nickname for him. He grunted in defeat, just like you were but this time he did do something with his hands. His hands landed straight on your waist. Your reactiveness called and lied his hands down on his wrists before giving him a look, almost for consent. He pushed your hips back a bit further to the point where you were on his hard dick. He was excessively hard to the point where you gasped as you felt his dick.

He rolled his hips and moaned at the cause of any friction on his dumb cock. But he was hot when he threw his head back, showing more of his Adams apple. “Oh yeah, pink. Just like that” He said in his dep voice, This time, you heard his original accent. You knew it was wrong. You were in love with Joker but god you were horny. And Joker wasn’t giving you this type of satisfaction in bed.

He unzipped his pants and let his cock spring out of his pants. You gulped at his length. Not even Joker got this hard in the bed. “If you want to.” He whispered to you and you cleared your throat. Well, this is an obvious answer. No.

“Yes.” You said, grabbing his cock and start licking the tip. What are you doing? Of course you should stop but his sweet moans make you want to keep going. He’s like a bitch in heat who hasn’t been fucked yet. You started taking his full length down your throat and he groaned, holding your head still as he started to fuck your mouth. “Oh fuck. Stay just like that Harl.” He said, there goes a new nickname. His sexy deep voice mixed with Australian accent keeps sending vibrations in a place you don’t want to talk about.

Felix lets out his last grunt before coming all in your mouth. Nothing but long, white sperm dripping from your mouth. You looked up at him and he looked back up at you. Both of your eyes landed on each others lips and you got pulled into a heated make out session. Both of your tongues attacking one another’s. You both moaned into the kiss as you saw his cock getting harder. He started to make his way down your your neck and left marks all over your neck as you moaned. “Red, re-“ He cut you off and put a hand on your mouth. “Felix. I’m Felix.” He actually said his name. He might be getting too comfortable.

“So short. Wanted’ to rip them off since I first saw you.” He confesses, referring to your shorts. His voice went deeper and deeper the more he complimented you. They were some booty shorts that you wore for gymnastics. Leather and black just how you liked it. His hands snuck down to your shorts and rubbed the his hands down the silk.

With at least two swift movements, he was right on top of you. “So pretty, Harl.” He said again and slowly started to aggressively pull your tiny shorts down. Then, your pink laced panties. “Oh god” he growled and leaned his face towards your cunt. He took one quick swipe with his tongue on your cunt and your back arched up. He was so pussy-whipped for a girl that he just known yesterday. Good thing you are too.

He kept licking you up and down, eating you until there was no oxygen left in your lungs. Your gripped on his hair, pulling his face down harder. “Oh shit. Felix!” You moaned out which encouraged him to eat you more. He swirls his tongue just the way you loved, making you buck your hips against his plump lips and wet tongue.

Your legs started to close up on his head, letting him know you were almost close. But he kept moving your legs, not allowing them to close up on his head. “Stay still, bitch.” He growled. He was just so nice and giving you all these compliments, but now you’re the bitch? Great. And although you should be kicking him off you, you moaned louder. “I’m gonna cum, please!” You begged, not even know what you were begging for. It’s like you were having a stroke. Just spilling words out. He rubs your thighs and fingered you while sucking your clit.

She rolled her eyes back and came all over his fingers. You panted on the floor, catching your breath after the impassioned moment. He got up and sucked his two fingers with your cum slowly, and you watched him. You watched him lick your cum clean off his fingers. “Fuck..” You blurt out as your body collapses on the floor.

You just cheated on your boyfriend with a dude who you were trying to murder to get out your way yesterday. What the actual fuck are you doing. You pulled up your shorts to which Felix was confused to. “Hey, I’m not do-“ before he could finish, you kicked him in his face and booked it, running straight to the file room. And you have to admit, it is impressive how well Felix can take out so many men with two swords and maybe a gun. Because all of your work downstairs, was an easy blow. But it’s just like yesterday when you walked into the file room. Nothing but dead men with sword wounds on their back, head or for some odd reason, their pelvis. Questionable, but it gets the job done.

“Shit, shit, shit!” You cuss to yourself. Felix broke your ear piece and now you have no idea what to do when you get to the file room. You don’t know if you were supposed to unlock some secret code or anything. Fuck. “God, what the fuck do I do?” You cursed at yourself.

“How about not kick me when I give you the chance to cum next time?” You heard a familiar voice from behind you. No, of course it’s not Joker. You wish. It’s Felix. You turn around and back up slowly as he approaches you. “I was being nice to you, pink. I thought you were a sweet girl. Why are you so mean to me?” You kept walking back till your back hit the cold wall that made your back arch.

“I have a boyfriend.” You stated. “You knew that because you asked me, and I responded.” “Didn’t seem like you did a few minutes ago.” God he was so cocky, you wanted to punch him. You wanted to punch him for being right. Because, to be logical, you just sucked a dudes dick and then let him eat you out, knowing damn well you have a boyfriend. “Yeah, that’s the problem, Felix! I have a boyfriend!” “You have a boyfriend but you’re confused on why I’m doing better than him, right?” Yeah, that it. You punching him for being right, starting now.

You threw a straight punch, aiming for his face but he caught it just in time. He turned around and bent you over the table, leaving your arms behind your back. “Am. I. Right?” He asked, emphasizing each word. As much as you tried to squirm out of his touch, it was no use. “Yes..” you were confused on how a dude who was trying to kill you yesterday is better at fucking you with his tongue than the man you have been dating for 6 years now.

He sneaks his hand down the curve of your ass, then down your cunt that was soaking. “May I?” He asked, insisting that he was asking for your consent to fuck you. He was a cold blooded samurai, but he wasn’t a rapist. Good to know. “Yes.” You said, clearly. So clear, in fact, he raced to pull down your shorts again and take out his cock. “I’ll pull out, I promise.” His voice was so sincere considering what he just did to you. He leaned down and kissed your soft neck, distracting you from the face he was slipping his cock inside you right now.

You moaned when you felt it inside you. It was hard enough to take on your mouth, but it’s ten time harder to take him inside you. You gripped his arm and he griped your hips tighter. He slowly let you adjust to his size. “You got it. You can take it.” He reassured you as you whimpered and whined.

As soon as you fully adjusted to his size. He moved at a faster rhythm. His hips were so well coordinated with his thrusts, making it soft but pleasurable. But it didn’t seem like Felix could go that far with slow sex, because he immediately went faster. Not wasting any time and fucking you into the desk. You moaned loudly since you just got used to his size and he’s already fucking you like a dog in heat. You scraped the desk and moaned. “Oh shit, fuck.” You moaned. He grabbed both of your pigtails and pulled them back, causing your fucked out expression to show.

Felix laughs. “Oh, Harl. You’re so pretty.” He looked at you cry and wiped the tears all over your face. “Look so pretty when you cry.” He leans down and sucks your neck again as he hits your g-spot as well. It was like being overstimulated over and over again. You screamed at how good he was fucking you. He grabbed your tits, hair, face, he was touching you all over. “You’re so pretty, pink.” He said against your neck. “I’d choke you if you didn’t have a choker on right now.” You couldn’t tell if he was joking or being serious, but the pleasure didn’t want to make you find out.

“I’m gonna cum!” You moaned and he started groaning loudly. “Me too. Fuck, cum with me.” He said, pinning your hand on the desk. It only took a few more thrusts before you both came. And just like he promised, Felix pulled out just in time, cumming all over your back. “Holy shit, that was awesome.” Felix said, before you even got to get a word out, you heard someone in the halls. “Harley! Harley! Pudding!” Shit! Joker was here! “Damn it.” Your cursed and immediately pulled your shorts back up as Felix put his cock away. “I have an idea. Let me see your thingy.” Felix said and took your pocket knife and started to cut all around his body. “What the hell are you doing?! Doesn’t that hurt?!” You asked him, he wasn’t even hissing or groaning at the pain.

“Like hell. I need to cut you.” “Wait wha-“ before you could protest, he was cutting your legs, arm and even your cheek. It definitely made it look believable that you guys were fighting than fucking. “Okay, now you need to look dead.” You to,d him and he shrugged his shoulders. “Easy.” He takes the pocket knife and stabs his neck, just like how you did the first time. “Felix!” You whispered to him, trying to make sure Joker couldn’t hear you. “Lix! Dumbass! Why would you do that! I said fake!” You dropped to your knees as he dropped to the floor. “It wasn’t obvious from the first time you met me, doll? I’m mortal! I don’t die. I’ll see you soon, pink. I’ll see you soon. Now get off the floor and stop showing compassion for me or else your boyfriend will know we did something.” He managed to gurgle out and you laughed. Always found how to be funny in the wrong times.

Felix eyes closed and you got up. When you walked out into the hallway, you saw him, you saw Joker.

“Jeongin!” You ran to him and hugged him, acting like you didn’t just let another man fuck you. Jeongin held you back, picking you off the floor and spinning you around. He looked at all your fake ass scars and runs his finger through the cut on your cheek. “Your okay, right Harley?” Oh yeah, you were more than okay. You were fucked out of your mind. But you just nodded. “I’m alright pudding!”

“I’m sorry I made you do this alone. You made sure everyone was gone?” He asked you, always making sure you did all the work. “The job is done.” You told him, smiling. “Let’s get going then.” He pecked your lips and you pecked his back. He held your hand as you walked with your pudding.

In the car, you felt something weird on the back of your thigh. You look to see what it was and it was a note. “Call me, pink. ***(***)****” Seriously. How did he even manage to do that? “Jeongin, I love you.”

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Crazy plot twist that Jeongin was actually joker 🤪🤪. I’m like sooooooo smartt to do thattttt. Anyways, tell me if I should make another one. This actually took way longer, so I hope it’s worth the wait! Good night, morning, or afternoon! (It’s 12 am for me rn)

#stray kids smut #lee felix #lee felix smut #felix smut #plot twist bitch #I’m still in love with my cheating smuts 🤪🤪#Jeongin plot twist #Joker #Harley Quinn #Deadpool

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theosconfessions · 15 hours

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i was tagged by the lovely @nitrozem and @bloomingkyras

oc deep dive with finnie whitmore

What uncommon/common fear do they have? rollercoasters. he LOVES going to theme parks but this one time dusty put him on his first rollercoaster and he swears he almost broke his neck [he didnt hes just embellishing for drama purposes]

Do they have any pet peeves? liars. just a simple liars. hes big on the honesty front. even if it hurts him hed prefer that over something trying to spare any feelings.

What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom? his ps5, his personal pc, and his kitty.

What do they notice first in a person? hes a little vain at first so the first thing he notices about a person is that ass. hes an ass kinda dude BUT afterwards..he has all sorts of red flags kicking up everywhere so hed probably do a quick sweep of the in the clear check list.starting with wedding rings .

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance? 9. he gets knocked in the head by flying footballs from his hs kids. gym isnt for the weak.

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? hes a mix of both. hes reserved but he'll say whats on his mind and then just poof.

Do they come from a big family/are they a family person? he comes from a small family with an older brother and a little sister. really only is close to his mum. as far as being a family person hed never say no to a shopping trips with his mum and they try to make it a monthly thing.its harder on them since he moved a little further away.

What animal represents them best? red panda honestly.

What is a smell that they dislike? theos cologne.

Have they broken any bones? hes broken his arm/ ankle and most recently his nose.

How would a stranger likely describe them? id think they would describe him as a little bit shy of a dude. maybe he can come off stand offish because of that.

Are they a night owl or a morning bird? morning bird! hes my little old young man.

What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love? He hates that lavender shit.he can be a little bit of an old man but save the lavender flavour for when he loses more of his taste buds.. but loves anything mint :3

Do they have any hobbies? ghost hunting :) ;)

Boom, surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises? immediate sweat. nothing more but immediate sweat and then trying to act like hes supposed to .

Do they like to wear jewelry? he always wears a rolex dusty got him one xmas.

Do they have neat or messy handwriting? neat :)

What are two emotions they feel the most? lonely and confused

Do they have a favorite fabric? spandex.

What kind of accent do they have?the most louisiana drawl youve ever heard

i am tagging @budgie2budgie @duusheen @gloomymoood @awkwardwhims @riverofjazzsims @invisiblequeen @havenroyals @simvanie and @sirianasims for this and anyone else who wants to do it bc id literally sit here and tag you alllllll

#finnie #tag game #oc deep dive #the sims 4 #ts4 #the sims #the stephens continued

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wabatle · 2 days

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hi hi I would like to request project sekai boys (specifically tsukasa★)

Like they already like each other but they haven't said it yet

and there is a situation where they and the reader end up having their first kiss accidentally and having an unexpected reaction? (I don't know how to explain how else it would be in a funny way?? simple, tsukasa goes very well in a situation like this, like SO CUTE)

This was translated into English as it's not my native language, if anything is wrong I'm sorry

Anyway, I love your work hahaha thank you ♡

RAHHHH you were right this is so cute

☆~Pjsk boys with an accidental first kiss

(wa)batle nonsense (author's note):

once upon a time there was a song called Gekokujou that wabatle cannot stop listening to

warnings: none/all fluff

☆~Tsukasa Tenma

To have an accidental kiss with him, I would say during a rehearsal he was probably getting a little too crazy and ended up tripping and pulling you down with him

And look at that, whoops, your lips accidentally landed on his!

After you apologize profusely, he would also apologize and tell you he liked you and when you tell him you like him back he would kiss you again

I can just imagine the rest of wxs watching this like :0

“Um, actually, (name), I love you, so would you be my co-star?”

☆~Rui Kamishiro

I’m sorry, but this was not an accident

His robots ‘malfunctioned’ and ‘accidentally’ hit you into him, causing your lips to crash together

He’d put his hands on your shoulders and ask if you’re okay

When you say yes and apologize for kissing him, he’d say it was okay and that he actually enjoyed it

Tsukasa can tell Rui did it on purpose but he doesn’t want to ruin this for you guys

“Oh, no need to apologize, (name). I actually quite enjoyed it.”

☆~Akito Shinonome

i used wanderer's thirst in the picture teehee☆

You were trying to grab something from behind Akito, and when you looked up, he was right there, and your lips accidentally touched

Akito takes multiple steps back, blushing and covering his mouth

You apologize and explain what just happened and how it was an accident

An is probably in the background like “just ask her out already”

So he does

He’ll say that he really likes you and that he wants to go out with you

“Uh… (Name)... I really like you, so don’t worry about the kiss. Will you go out with me?”

☆~Toya Aoyagi

i used gekokujou event toya in the picture teehee☆

I’m sorry I’m just gonna go with the same situation as akito 😭

He probably jumped in surprise, and blushed a lot

He also tries to hide his blushing because he’s getting really shy and embarrassed

You apologize and tell him it was all an accident

He apologizes too, but then he looks away and tells you he likes you

“Y-yeah, I’m sorry too… But would you be willing to go out with me…?”

#pjsk #pjsk x reader #akito shinonome #akito shinonome x reader #toya aoyagi #toya aoyagi x reader #rui kamishiro #rui kamishiro x reader #tsukasa tenma #tsukasa tenma x reader #wabatle writes

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etapereine · 2 months

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#instead of “everyone in the peloton can tell that tadejonas are pining for each other”#i propose the concept of: tadejonas who are *already together* like full-on established relationship living together part of the time etc #but somehow. no one else in the peloton has figured it out?#and like they didn't MEAN to hide it from people okay it wasn't on purpose #it just started out that way because when they realized they wanted to try it they ALSO realized that sooo much could go wrong #so they were like “we'll keep it pretty quiet until we're sure that whatever this is between us is real and will work out”#and obviously it does work out but when they try to tell people it somehow never seems to go according to plan #like somehow everyone leaves those conversations having completely missed the part where they say they're dating #and instead landed somewhere in the ballpark of “tadejonas are massively crushing on each other we have to help them”#so everyone is CONVINCED that they're pining away for each other and they keep trying to set them up in increasingly wild schemes #and tadejonas are just like. how do we explain to these people who we know and love that we are already in a committed relationship #random ass riders from like. every team tripping over themselves to help out the cause in the NAME OF LOVE and tadejonas are just like 🧍‍♂️#and like they feel kind of bad about it but also its kind of a game now to see how obvious they can be before someone catches on #random rider: jonas i promise tadej is totally into you okay he like. wouldn't shut up about you at XYZ race okay he definitely likes you #jonas (adjusting his scarf to hide the hickeys tadej left and jingling the keys of the house he shares with tadej): if you say so #what if i wrote something

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charmac · 11 months

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#bro i can’t with the way some people love to sanitise this show to a certain degree #like when it comes down to it #they’re all fucked up #saying a certain plot was a mistake or ooc #bc they’re fucked up people who fuck up and do bad shit #like be real lol #do whatever you want in fanon #but the whinging and blaming when bad ppl do bad thing #when they’re actually awful to each other #when they fuck up each others lives and psyches #like YEAH.#THATS THE POINT #they’re so awful it extends right to the people they love the most #you’re in the wrong place if you think the gang hurting each other is out of character or ‘bad writing’#this isnt about retcons btw this is about certain later seasons #bc yes i think we all agree the show did get softer #but it shouldn’t be whiplash to the point of blaming random writers and saying ‘that’s not canon’ when they’re fucked up people still #anyway can’t wait for frank to shoot one of them on purpose #and for one of them to kick dennis when he’s in fetal position breakdown #hope charlie tries to drive on the road trip and hits mac with the car and blames him for being a gay loser about it #no one gets us man…#sorry i’m sleep deprived what else is new

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jemmo · 1 year

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i can’t tell you how much i usually hate these ignoring, distancing plots in shows and how much i absolutely adore everything about these 2 episodes of the eighth sense. like im not having a good time, and it’s fantastic.

bc the thing is, in all of this, i can’t see the right way to go, i can’t find the person to blame, i can’t find the way to make it better. I can’t single out a single moment or a thing someone did and say “this is why everything went wrong”. it’s just this coming together and rise and swell of things happening and people feeling things that has us ending up here and it feels beautifully and horribly organic bc we can’t find that point where it all went wrong. was it on that rooftop? was it at the beach? was it when they first met? was it when his brother died? was it when he was born into this family? there is no single point. it’s all of them and it’s none of them. there is truly nothing and no one to blame. and there are bad characters in the show, people you can hate, eunji and taehyung, but neither of them are to blame for any of the bad stuff that happens in the show. you’re not waiting for them to be taken down bc that doesn’t solve anything. instead, it’s just two people hurting, and not knowing how to make it better.

bc you take jaewon, and after what he says at the end of ep 8, you want to hate him, you want to be so angry at him for what he says, for how he acts, how dismissive and hurtful he is, and yet you’ve been made to understand 100% why, and not just in a “i get it but that wasn’t the right thing to do” way, in a “that was horrible and yet i know he doesn’t see any other way to handle this” way. like you don’t see this as a misstep, or a step to far, bc you know for him, in his state of mind, it is completely justified, it’s necessary. bc it not only punishes the person he blames for all of this, himself, but he sees it as a way to protect jihyun. and not even in a cliche “bad things happen when people around me, the people I love always get hurt” kinda way, but more so in that he sees that he is a scared, messy, struggling person that doesn’t know how to handle himself, and doesn’t want to inflict that on anyone, let alone the person he cares about. so what’s worse, a quick, swift blow that hurts but cuts everything off cleanly, or this prolonged relationship where he inevitably continues to weigh jihyun down with the weight of his trauma, and take it out on him. what’s the point of having a place of refuge when you ruin it more and more every time you depend on it, until it eventually can’t offer you comfort. it’s a lesser of two evils, jaewon’s choice is obvious to him.

but then you take jihyun. and we talk about masks and fronts but we never once question whether jihyun wears a mask bc he appears so sweet and innocent and naive, what can this boy possibly be putting up a front for. but i see it, this almost fake it till you make it confidence front that yes is becoming more natural. but my god just think about what he’s gone through for a second. think about it. left home for the first time in his life, moved to an unfamiliar and intimidating city with only one other person he knows, started a new job, started university, tried to build relationships, met a man that intrigues him, and perused him only to be kissed and then ignored, then maybe establish something tentative, only to then see him spiral, go on a trip where he shared his trauma, you have an intimate night together only to almost die, and then be not only ignored, but plain and simple rejected and pushed away. like… you can say all you want about jihyun growing as a person and having more courage, but no amount of growth for however many months this has been going on for can prepare you for that. for the mixed messages on steroids. for the back and forth, not knowing. to give yourself to someone like that and go through something traumatic and then be abandoned by that person. we get it, bc we see all of jaewon’s story. but apart from what jaewon shared at the beach, jihyun doesn’t know any more than that. he doesn’t know about therapy, about how his father acts towards him, about the extent of his trauma and how it manifests and affects his mental health, and how he is struggling every single day. and you can’t expect him to know the depths of that no matter how empathetic and connected he is, how much he cares about jaewon, he can’t be superhuman. and so you get why he pushes and fights for jaewon. like… he is in love. it’s clear. he’s fallen in love with him. he is this wide-eyed, open kid that fell in love with a senior. and jaewon has just messed with his head, he’s never been clear, and you can’t expect jihyun to just get past that bc he knows something is up with jaewon. he can’t know the full story, but even if he did, that can’t be a reason or a justification to be treated the way jaewon treats him. bc we’re all about jaewon putting himself first and doing what he wants and respecting himself like that, but jihyun deserves that too. and it’s such a fine line to tread when you know someone is going through something, bc again you understand why, but you’re still the one being treated that way. like we talk about jaewon’s trauma, but here jihyun was part of it, he went through that traumatic experience. he’s the one that nearly lost his life. and yes, he appears to handle it well, and no matter to what extent that’s true or not, you can’t not look at jaewon struggling and understand it and then not look at jihyun with that same understanding. it’s not about comparing trauma and pain and deciding who is suffering more, it’s seeing that there are two people in this, and they’ve both been affected, so we should give them the same level of understanding.

and that’s something jaewon has to see. that his self-preservation is selfish. that his destructive behavior doesn’t just affect jihyun, instead it feels pointed and directed, bc every way jaewon hurts himself hurts jihyun. and it comes bc jihyun was so much of what was good about jaewon’s life for a second, so attacking that is his only form of self-sabotage. he can’t mess up his relationship with his friends or parents bc they were broken in the first place, and he can’t sabotage his future bc it’s already been ruined the moment he didn’t pursue his photography major. him nearly getting kicked out of school affected him so little not just bc he wanted that punishment, but bc even that punishment meant so little to him. all these things are established and they already contribute to his suffering. removing jihyun from his life is the only active thing he can do to make himself feel worse, and he can veil it in an act of protection, and even feel like he’s doing the right thing, but that deceives them both into believing this is done from a good place, when no good can actually come of it. in trying to protect jihyun, you hurt him more. in trying to hurt yourself, you hurt him too. and when someone is in a headspace like jaewon is, you look for that thing that’ll break through. bc he is so distant, he’s trying to remove himself from reality, and jihyun needs to act as this person that can anchor him to it. when you’re trying to isolate and separate yourself, sometimes seeing that you still affect things, that there’s a persons that exists that is affected and hurt by your actions, and no matter how you try to cut yourself off, you cannot stop that, separating yourself still hurts them, maybe that’s a thing that can get through. but that’s something that depends on jaewon. ultimately, he’s the only one that can get himself out of this place, and that’s what makes it so hard, that no matter how much jihyun cares and how much he fights for him, nothing can come of that effort is jaewon doesn’t meet him there. and it’d be so easy for jihyun to give in, to take the hurt, but over the course of this show we’ve seen the strength jihyun has developed, which has only seemed to increase more so after the accident, call it a renewed vigor for life or something. he has the strength that jaewon doesn’t, to not let his pain consume him. and in a beautiful full-circle moment, it’s because of jaewon, bc when they first spoke he sparked in jihyun a want to be stronger, to be more than the country mouse, and he’s done it. and it’s that courage that means he can fight for jaewon, even in the face of rejection. he trusts himself and that he knows jaewon, the real jaewon, to see past words that are intended to hurt them both, and go after the person that’s still inside jaewon somewhere. no, he can’t do it for him, and no them being together is not some magical cure for jaewon, but it’s what can put him on a path of caring for himself again, and sometimes that has to start with caring about someone else (and suddenly I’m reminded of my beautiful man 2 and how kiyoi tries to break hira out of his worthless mindset by making him care about him, and how ultimately that can’t be enough, and that hira has to take those first steps of seeing his self worth by himself). what jihyun can do by fighting is again act as that tether to reality and try to be this representation of the good jaewon can be and do. bc look at jihyun, look at how confident and strong he has become, and look at how he got there, bc you saw that country mouse and gave him the time of day and helped him grow and gave him new experiences. you jaewon, you. and that shift in mindset, from jihyun representing hurt and the accident and the trauma of his brother and everything he can’t do, to being that light and refuge and everything he can do is again something that might breaks through. and the fact it has such narrative strength and satisfaction makes me hopeful that that’s what we might actually get.

#I did a rant #I’ve done a lot of rants actually they’re all just sitting in my notes bc they all got a little too much #my thoughts are a literal mess and I am still struggling to put them in all the right words #mostly bc the way jaewon is behaving and not to be too overinvolved is very reminiscent of *me*#and so watching him shut down and remove himself knowing it’s something i do is hard and frustrating #and I did a whole rant about it but I realised I need to separate myself from the character to be able to talk about it #so yeah #I really wanted to bring up jihyun tho #bc he presents as so strong in these two eps but you cannot argue against what he’s been through and the effect that would have on anyone #and try to see it from a perspective where we don’t know what jaewon is going through and just see his actions and realise how much he has #messed with jihyun again not at all on purpose but that 1000 to nothing jihyun went through from the trip to the accident and it’s aftermath #that’s a fucking lot #and it’s interesting that we talk so much about people putting themselves first and not putting up with shit #like I think of simon from young royals and how we celebrate him saying no to being willhelms secret as an act of self-respect #but bc we understand and empathise so much with what jaewon is going through it’s hard to make yourself even consider jihyun #but when you do see it from his side you realise it’s a lot for him too #and that you wouldn’t hate him or misunderstand him if he was mad at jaewon #and with *spoliers* is there only so much he can take of jaewon’s self sabotage hurting him until even he and his developed strength and #confidence is broken by it #he can only keep fighting for jaewon for so long and idk if it’s gonna be a case of jaewon coming round too little too late #but I just hope this isn’t easy which sounds mean I don’t want either of them to suffer more #but this isn’t a kiss and get back together and all is good #I think jaewon needs to see the bad he’s caused #bc it’s only by owning up to that that he can ground himself in the moment and see that he’s part of this world and can’t separate himself #from it and jihyun also needs to realise that no matter his headspace jaewon does want space and when someone is self sabotaging you still #have to listen and respect what they’re saying distance means distance and as much as you want to fight against it you can’t be responsible #for making it work #agh I need to stop rambling bc it’s so messy and complex and I just absolutely ADORE the level to which this situation has so many emotional #moving parts and how ultimately blameless they both are and how it makes it so much harder to see a way out it’s fantastic #the eighth sense

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supercantaloupe · 10 months

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i wish i had a good excuse to just like go and spend 2-3 days in another city across the country

#sasha speaks #the most i've done on my own is a day trip into nyc #which is fun but you can only do so much in one day esp when your train is close to 3 hours one way #i want just like. two days in atlanta. three days in chicago. three in sanfran. yknow.#hell i'd take two days in nyc or boston that would be fun #i've spent one full day in boston before with my mom and that was great but it was sort of an appendix to a trip with a different primary #purpose (bringing my sister back to her college). i've spent two days in pittsburgh with my mom once too but that was when i was doing #college search myself so like more than half the time was dedicated to touring campuses #i've been to nyc twice Totally on my own once to go to a museum with my beloved mutual and once to take my sister to an embassy #to get a visa for her study abroad trip. my parents were like 'escort her to and from the embassy and then back on the train #and then you can stay the afternoon and do whatever you want. just get a train home in the evening'#which was fun i went to a museum and then did some market and bookstore shopping #but one afternoon does not a Proper trip make yknow #also goes w/o saying i would love to do the same thing for cities in other countries but. y'know. that's More Difficult #and i've seen very little of my own country in the grand scheme of things...i've only been out west twice and i didn't see very much either #time :( san diego when i was like 9 and then crested butte co last summer. which was beautiful and so much fun but also i got covid there s #anyway. shutting up now #i wanna talk about me

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labyrynth · 1 year

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i find dishes to be the more sisyphean task than laundry but. your tags. just kept going. and i was so completely enraptured. I've never met someone who hates laundry as passionately as i hate dishes. you almost convinced me to vote laundry instead of dishes because your tales of woe completely swept me away before i realized I'd already voted. you're still wrong, but i just want you to know that your words are utterly compelling.

i’m glad that my plight managed to bring you some amusement :’)

#moi #lmfaoooo #ask #anon #i have been desperately trying to figure out what to get rid of and it’s just. so hard. so exhausting.#i want to hoard everything bc ‘well i might wear it or need it someday!’#and even the things i don’t like i’m like. tripped up by guilt bc i’ve never even worn them.#*stares at horrible dress pants i got in high school that i never wore once and i think look terrible on me*#bc that’s the whole problem #i just have too much fucking clothing and it enables me #like in college i had like. two sets of utensils. three bowls. one plate.#(i had more than one plate but only one of them had the pretty blue flowers so i only wanted to use the one)#one pot.#if it’s the only one you got you’re gonna wash the damn thing #but also if it’s the only one you’ve got well. it’s only one dish. washing it isn’t so bad.#the problem with trying to apply that to clothing is that i like clothing a lot more than i like cooking #also in college i had an easier time with laundry bc i just didn’t have as much of it and i had like.#specifically only brought things that were easy to care for #like jeans and tshirts and sweaters were perfectly fine for my purposes #but i LIKE nice clothing #high quality clothing just feels nicer to wear and it looks nice #but it’s also harder to care for and it takes up more space #and since i actually have a Fashion Preference noe #(which i didn’t really in college)#it’s just gotten out of hand #i just need to start letting things goooooo

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we've had three snowstorms in the past week so we're essentially snowed in rn and i'm starting to lose my mind abt it a little

#doesnt help that i havent been able to get out in a while to begin with bc ive been busy w school #or that bc of the way schedules have worked out i havent been home alone for over a week now (which helps me relax)#and it def doesnt help that valentines was last week bc that always fucks w my mental health ngl #i know i need to get out of the house Soon but like. idk when ill be able to #levi.txt #theres also the issue of driving. the snow is piled up way above the cars so its really hard to see around turns #which makes my parents nervous so they dont want to let me drive #which means i have to either ask my friends for rides (anxiety inducing) or ask my parents to go w them (doesnt help my anxiety at all)#the whole POINT is being mostly alone when i do these things and being able to do it /on my own time/. my parents dont allow that #if i go out w my mom she wants to go do the thing were 'there for' (there Has to be a purpose for the trip) and IMMEDIATELY leave #if i go w dad hes better for it but hell get tired and make jokes abt not wanting to be there the whole time #im supposed to be getting out once a week to learn to cope w my anxiety and im lucky if i make it once a month anymore #i want to go to the mall i want to go to the thrift store i want to go to the bookstore and the craft store and just fucking Go Out #not even to buy anything just to see smth different idk #just like. SOMETHING other than home -> school -> home again where nothing ever changes #and my parents suggestion to fix this is 'why dont you go for a walk'#theres One trail nearby. weve lived here my entire life. it never fucking changes. im bored out of my fucking mind #what is there even to see? more snow? the exact same trees there are anywhere else? crows and gulls MAYBE?#also im just not a big outside person esp when its cold. sue me

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arminsumi · 7 months

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ADULT STORE

↳ GETO すぐる + fem!reader

"Oh, see I told you... this product's a bit intense."

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Pt. 2

Summary : product testing with the helpful employee at the adult store!

Warnings : minors do not read/interact : smut/explicit content : using toys, stranger/hookup sex, softdom!Geto, praise, cunnilingus, fingering, dirty talk, squirting, multiple orgasms, sex fantasy trope (sex with the adult store employee)

Note : i haven't made a trip to the adult store in ages bc... everything i want is so expensive lol (the struggle) 😭 i have some rlly funny adult store stories i could ramble about but i will refrain ✋ anyways, indulge yourselves in this fantasy, angels! 😈

Playme : wanna know what it's like?

The gate of the store buzzes, the employee watches you open it with a clink and enter the adult store. Your eyes flood with the overwhelming sight of wall-to-wall toys.

The smooth voice of the employee comes from behind the cash register.

"Yo."

Long hair. Dark, brooding look — almost gothic. Attractive hands with pronounced veins running over the back of them, poised on the countertop which he's lazing over.

He sees you and slowly straightens out his back out to impress you with his height.

"Ah, h-hello..."

He hears you stutter, and assumes it must be your first time in an adult store.

"First time? I mean, in an adult store, that is." he breaks the ice.

"Haha, y-yeah... yeah, it's my first time."

Yeah, that's what I thought.

He holds hard and deep eye contact with you. Yes, he's aware of how intensely he stares. He's doing it on purpose.

"Would you like some assistance, or do you just want to leisurely browse by yourself?"

His tone is so friendly, it doesn't let on to how heated his abdomen is getting at the sight of you.

"Yes, please, I'd appreciate your assistance."

Aw, of course.

"M'kay... then let me assist you."

He smoothly comes out from behind the counter and the two of you stand in front of a wall of toys.

"Overwhelmed?" he chuckles, noting how your eyes widen while looking at all the products. "I know there's a lot to choose from. But just focus on your needs. What do you need?"

"What do I need? Honestly, I have no idea what I need." you laugh nervously.

I know exactly what she needs...

"Well, why don't we carefully go through the products together? I'm sure I can figure out what you need. Promise I know my stuff. I've been working here for three years."

His nonchalance and professionalism puts you at ease. It's something he prides himself on: making customers feel relaxed.

Your eye catches on a pink dildo, so he takes it off the rack to show you up close.

"This one's good, it's got a ribbed design." he shows it off. "Are you looking for just penetration or clitoral stimulation?"

Aw, she's flustered.

"Uh, both I guess? Yeah. I'd love both."

Of course you'd love both. That's what you need, pretty girl.

"Both? Come over here. Let me show you something you might like."

There's a flirty tension between the two of you that just keeps getting more and more... intense.

He plucks a curvy vibrator. It looks expensive. Because it is expensive.

"This one's got ten functions—"

"—ten?! Sounds a bit extra."

"Nothing's too extra when it comes to your personal pleasure."

The two of you share a long look, then laugh.

"But it really is an excellent product."

"Are you advertising?" you joke teasingly.

"Absolutely." he jokes, "Kidding. I'm not trying to come across as a preachy marketer or something. I've used it with partners in the past, that's why I'm recommending it; I know it's good. It's a pretty intense toy. Helps girls squirt even if they think they can't."

I could make her squirt.

He's running his eyes up and down your body.

"Is that so...?" you mumble flirtatiously, eyeing out the product in his veiny, manly hands.

"Hm, still a skeptic? Because I'm sure I could please you."

He hopes that you note his deliberate use of 'I' and not 'it' there.

"Yeah. I'm sure you could please me, too." you flirt.

A heat erupts in his abdomen and stomach.

Oh wow... now she's really flirting, huh? Why'd I wear tight pants today of all days...

He has an unwavering gaze on you. You've captivated him. Put him in some kinda horny trance.

"Did I say me? Sorry. Slip of the tongue." he murmurs, voice dropping lower, "I meant the vibrator." he obviously lies.

You and him exchange a suggestive, longing look. You can feel your pussy clench around nothing, begging to get stuffed up and pleasured.

He hesitates before speaking again, as if he's scared of crossing a line and making you uncomfortable.

"If you want to... we could test it out together?" he suggests. His nonchalance is an act, really he's so nervous when he asks this.

"I'd love to..." you consent, and he doesn't miss the erotic excitement in your tone.

He nods towards the backdoor, eyes keeping on you and your cute little body that he just wants to feel and squeeze like a toy itself.

"Promise to keep your lips sealed about this? I don't wanna get fired for uh... you know... demonstrating products... to my pretty customer."

"Only if you promise to help me squirt for the first time."

Oh wow. Fuck. I'm hard.

His lips widen into a devilish grin. "Sure thing."

After a sloppy, desperate make out with this stranger, you find yourself sat on the couch in the breakroom. Door locked. Blinds shuttered closed. Legs spread wide to his liking, as he cushions the vibrator into your plush slit.

He's rubbing it slowly up and down your folds. He watches your reactions intently, breathing heavier at the sight of your pussy squishing under the pink dildo. The buzzing sound fills the room, but your moans are louder.

He clutches the toy gently, massaging the bulbous head into your clit with sweeping circular motions.

"F-fuck... that pretty clit feels good, doesn't it? Yeah? Let's get it feeling even better."

He turns it up a notch. It buzzes harder against your sensitive nub.

"How's that? Haha, yeah, intense, isn't it?

"Yeahhh — Fuck! Ohhh that's so good, that's so — oh my goddd fuckkk. S-sorry I think... I'm gonna cummm — !!"

"It's okay. Cum as hard as you can, yeah? I want you to get a good idea of how well this toy can pleasure you before you buy it, after all. Oh there we go... just let go and... f-fuck... wow... j-just cum like that. Fuck... that pretty clit feels so good now, huh? Gonna cum? Gonna cum for me, with a vibrator on your cunt?"

He takes note of your reaction to his dirty talk and smirks. Then he slyly turns the toy's setting higher and it buzzes more intensely, and in one... two... three... seconds, you're squirting like crazy all over the pink vibrator and his hand.

Holy shit, look at that pretty pussy gushing... she could drench my dick. I wanna be inside her so fucking baddd...

"Oh, see I told you... this product's a bit intense." he regains his professional tone after you cum.

He turns the toy off and watches you come down from your shaking orgasm, smug look on his face. He keeps it clutched in his veiny hand, and brings it up to his lips to suck and lick up all your juices from it.

She tastes so fucking good... I feel dizzy.

You watch him with wide eyes as he tastes your slick off the toy.

"F-fuck... wh-what did you s-s-say your name was again?" you stutter, starstruck by this stranger.

You're so fucking dizzy, your pussy is buzzing like it still feels the intensity of the toy against it.

"Hm, wanna know my name?" he smiles teasingly, "How about you cum on my face and then I'll tell you."

"Fuck, okay."

And then as soon as you give him permission, he's hungrily diving between your thighs.

"Oh my god..." he loves how you gasp and writhe under the influence of his mouth.

Let's see how fucked-out I can get her. Wanna see her lose her mind 'cause of me.

His lips latch onto your labia and suckle, then onto your clit. He points his tongue at your clit, then oh my god flattens it and laps at your bud while suckling. His softness shows a hint to tenderness in his personality; he really knows how to treat a woman well.

This stranger spoils your pussy with his tongue and lips. He seems to be in his own little world while nosing between your thighs. He carelessly gets your juices smeared across his cheek and lets the rest dribble down his chin.

"Fuck fuck fuck — like that, like that. Don't stop don't stop — !! 'm gonna cum! G-gonna — fffffffucking cummmm ahhhhh — !!"

He flicks the tip of his tongue against your sensitive bundle of nerves, eager to make your pussy freak out on his mouth. Just before you cum he slips two fingers into your hole, middle and ring, and pumps them into a sweet spot hard. He just wants to get an idea of the feeling of your pussy when it cums.

Suckling at your clit, fingering you with nice hard rough strokes, closing his eyes like he's the one enjoying it meanwhile he's silent and you're moaning like you're going insane. He can tell you're close and speeds it up.

"Cum cum cum, cum for me. Just let go and cum." he sounds so desperate, and that professional tone of his is finally cracking. "Cum on my fucking face, please."

And he dives his tongue right back into your hole, wriggling his tongue around, resulting in the nastiest wet squelching sound. His lips press flat against your pussy, he draws in a deep breath and your heat is all he smells.

Please cum on my face. Please please please.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuckkkk!"

You gush right on his lips, which are plump and swollen and red and glistening with your slick.

He pulls away and licks his lips and tells you his name.

"Suguru, by the way. My name's Suguru. Hey... can I give you my number?"

Oh he's so smooth. But he's even smoother at the checkout, when he asks if you're free this Friday for a date. At his apartment. With the company of some of his favorite toys.

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isuckatwritingsobenice · 3 months

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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞.

Synopsis: What I think Alastors wife would be like, if he had one of course.

Warnings: mentions of blood, pinning, harassment?, Alastor being himself, not in a specific time period but at some point shifts to hell? Let me know if anyone is interested in a part two!!

Navigation!! // Masterlist!! // Serendipity Writes (event)

Alastors wife probably didnt like him at first, and that’s a guarantee. He likes a challenge, but Alastor also likes being liked by people. It fills his ego, makes him feel good about himself. He likes to watch people stumble and fall but quite literally cracks under the pressure of doing just that when it comes to winning you over. Chances were he was constantly trying to figure you out, for two reasons. One, being that he didn’t understand how you couldn’t like him. I mean come on, look at him! He’s got the charm, the manners, the style and the class, the status. What more could you want? The second reason being, the more you denied him, the more he took it as a challenge, the more he wanted you.

Well, surprise surprise, you dont like people with an image to keep up; and to his dismay, that’s exactly what he does. He projects an image. One he refuses to change, and even after marrying you, still doesn’t drop the image, but starts to become more real and honest with himself.

“People who project an image of themselves to others are just trying to fool themselves into being someone they aren’t.” Was what you told him.

Alastor had also asked you out multiple times before you finally said yes. Everyone knows Alastor is very picky with the people he chooses to surround himself with. Everyone he associates with is either there to serve him, or to provide him with something, even if they’re unaware of it. Which only made you trust him less. What purpose did you serve him? What if one day he found you no longer useful and tossed you to the side? Well what were you to do then?

Denying him proved to be a challenge in itself, seeing that he’s quite literally everywhere all at once.

He’d try cheap tricks first. Buying you gifts, constantly showing up at your doorstep with a bouquet of flowers or a stuffed animal. One time he even got you a whole gift basket of your favorite treats. How sweet~ if it was actually about you and not him just trying to patch up his ego. Well at least that was what you thought on the matter.

If that didnt work he’d resort to going ghost. After all, people only miss you when you’re gone right? Well not in this case. He had left you alone physically, at least to your knowledge, but he had still kept a close watch on you. Why, he just knew it would bother you that he suddenly stopped! Until he overheard you speaking with a friend about how happy you were to finally get some peace and quiet. Well that simply wouldn’t do. After all, you should always make an impact, and what kind of impact would he be leaving on you if you went back to your old boring life? No no that just wont do dear.

He’ll start showing back up at your doorstep, taking you on surprise outing to force you to spend time with him. He’ll take you on a walk around a nearby park, a restaurant one day, the picture show the next. He has a long list of places to take you, so you’ll never go to the same place twice! Get your dancing shoes because he’s gonna take you out to the town for the night, after all the city never sleeps! This is when he becomes less forceful, but more of a decent calm. He begins to listen more when you speak, and you actually begin to care about what he’s saying, what a shock!

It’s almost like a switch flips after your outings. He’ll take you to an orchestra show, snickering to himself when he sees your eyes begin to water as the show closes out. He’ll force you to hold onto his arm as he walks you across the street on a rainy night, making sure you don’t slip or trip on the wet pavement. If you ever do, he’ll try his best to catch you and if he doesn’t? Oh what a nightmare, it seems he’s fallen too! For you that is~

You two begin to feel closer, not only physically but emotionally. He gets you to open up about your personal struggles, and in turn, he’ll share some of his own, but not too much. He doesn’t allow himself to be fully and completely vulnerable with you, not yet. But he does try his best to sympathize with you when you share your piece of mind with him. He feels accomplished to know this part of you, and his ego is the last thing on his mind anymore, but instead you take up all the space.

He doesn’t use pet names for you, not cute ones anyway. He’ll call you his devilish belladonna, especially if you love flowers. His creepy spider Lillie. He’ll often speak in the ‘language of flowers’, and will educate you on it if you don’t know so you know exactly what he’s talking about.

He’s the type of person to correct people in public to make them feel stupid, but he never does that with you. Instead he’ll wait until it’s just the two of you and tell you jokingly how wrong you were. You’ll get upset because he let you look like a fool, but in his mind he’s just protecting your feelings. If anyone else corrects you, they’ll have their mouth sewn shut that’s for sure!

He never gets you the same bouquet of flowers. They’re always different, and every week or so you have a new one. He keeps a separate batch for himself so he knows when to get you another. That being said he also makes the bouquets himself, he does not buy them for you already made.

When you finally take Alastor up on his offer to court you properly, he is over the moon about it! Finally, you seem to be coming to your senses dear! Though you quickly follow that comment up with a “Let the blood rush to your head first.” He just bats his lashes at you with a smile. You always know how to make him feel so loved!

Gets very jealous very easily. If he sees you laughing with someone that isn’t him, he’ll size them up before deciding if they’re a threat or not. Heaven forbid anyone actually put their hands on you and uh oh! Limb of the floor someone come get it!

His possessive nature is rooted in abandonment, and thus being said, he has deep attachment issues to you. You are never out of his sight when you two begin dating, and you’re hardly ever far from him in general. You two dress similarly too, especially if you’re from the same era. He’ll switch up your wardrobe slowly so it complements his.

He isn’t one for strong PDA unless he feels like he needs too or just has a strong want too. Usually it’s an arm around your waist, or you hanging onto his arm loosely. The most he’ll ever really do is a kiss on the back of your hand or to your temple. That being said, he’s like this for various reasons.

One, he has a lot of enemies, which means that not not only does that put you in danger, but if you’re also a powerful overlord, it puts him at risk too, though he doesn’t care much about that part.

Second, he doesn’t like physical contact much, and though he always makes an exception for you, he has his image and pristine reputation to keep up. Which you extremely dislike but tolerate because it’s Alastor and if he hasn’t changed much in centuries, nothings going to change ever.

Alastor is very very fond of you, whether you believe it or not. Your fiery attitude has him whipped more than he likes to admit. He’ll joke with other sinners that he’d sacrifice you to save himself but you both know that isn’t true, his nervous ticks prove it to be false, if you do say so yourself.

He’s very fidgety. He’ll tug a piece of your clothing or twirl a strand of your hair between his claws. If you claim he’s messing up your hair he’ll cast a tornado of shadows around you to fuck it up even more, and then smiling at you lovingly when you threaten to cut his ears off because you can’t tell if they’re his hair or just furry ass ears. You always give him a good laugh.

Other sinners are actually convinced you both hate each other, but turf wars on the news show that you two are the most in love when you’re wreaking havoc on innocent sinners for no possible reason other than the fact you two had an argument and the best way to settle it? Dancing in the rain, which actually isn’t rain, just blood falling from the sky because you like to kill people for fun.

“My darling looks the best in red if I do say so myself! Especially if she’s dressed by another’s remains, oh the beauty!”

Alastor has and will continue to get in his feelings about you and his mother getting along so well. He loves you both to pieces, so seeing his two favorite people together makes his dead heart swell with joy.

He’ll ask you to accompany him to the tailors, he values your opinion more than others so you often make adjustments to his suit and he’s just like ‘Whatever she says that’s what’s going on the suit.’ You also make him your personal dressing doll, trying different patterns and styles on him for fun. Alastor is a true skinny jeans hater and he will die on that hill, again. He really appreciates the 60’s style, but prefers to stick to his own decade.

He will take you out hunting with him, and the two of you share breakfast together with the fresh meat you’ve caught. He only gets the best quality for you because he refuses to have you two ‘eating like chums’. A restaurant tried to lie to the two of you, saying their meat was high quality and fresh. Alastor killed everyone in it and you two shared remains like a true power couple. Hells finest of course. ;)

He’s very critical of picking out jewelry for you. Hunting for the perfect ring for you took him ages, mainly because he knew exactly what he wanted but no jeweler had what he wanted all in one ring. So instead he forces them to make him a custom one. Torn limbs and bloody parts later, you have the ring that Alastor worked so hard to give you. He proposes to you Extermination day, claiming he’d love to spend another year in hell with you before the angels come to rip you two apart from each other. It was such a sweet day, at least to you it was.

The type of relationship where he plays the piano and you sing. He loves when you sing and will gush about you to anyone in sight even if he doesn’t know them.

Is very needy in private. He’s a stage 10000 clinger, and will stick to you like his life depends on it, but will be damned if anyone catches him. You don’t tell anyone about it, you like the private life.

You two have cook offs all the time. You make the hotel staff judge, and ultimately Niffty is the tie breaker because she’s brutally honest. Once she told Alastor he should stay out of the kitchen because women were better at it for a reason… harsh!

He was fine though, he got her back by ridding the hotel of bugs. He knows she likes chasing them around and for that she sobbed at his feet for ten minutes asking him to bring them back. It didn’t take much actually, Sir Pentious brought them back on his own, much to Charlies dismay.

He loves to read with you. You two often read a book and once you both finish you have a tea session over it. It starts off being about the book and then somehow shifts to just gossiping and talking shit about the other overlords, except for Rosie, we love Rosie in this household.

Speaking of, Rosie is usually where you get your clothes from. She’s a sweetheart when she isn’t picking pieces of muscle from her teeth, that sharp smile is a killer! She loves to talk about Alastor with you, and usually she’s where you go after you two have had an argument. You’re also her personal Barbie doll. She puts you in outfits and she and Alastor judge over them. Nine times out of ten you leave her boutique with a new wardrobe every time.

Now let’s talk about Vox.

Honestly the whole reason Vox knows about you is probably because he was digging through Alastors shit. But when he sees you? Oh lord, this man is HOOKED.

He doesn’t even know how Alastor managed to get you entangled with him. He finds out about you when you and Alastor aren’t dating yet, and he basically jumps at his chance to try to be with you.

Vox will forever consider you the one that got away, you can’t change my mind.

Alastor has proven time and time again that he’s basically better than Vox. He took a seven year back, came on the radio one day and boom all his viewers were back. In Alastors mind there’s no competition, just Vox being obsessed with the fact Alastor said no.

Valentino uses it against Vox all the time, and it will always make Vox buffer.

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin demon #alastor #Alastor and vox #Hazbin hotel #helluva boss vox #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin valentino #charlie morningstar #hazbin niffty

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