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theangelcatalogue · 2 months
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eeeekk hiii!! I just saw your post, and I wanna make a request! I hope you don't mind..!
I was wondering if you can make some hcs about Yandere!ROTTMNT with a y/n who was brainwashed by someone? Now y/n is not their usual, happy go lucky self, but instead a stoic and empty shell of what they used to be...?
uuuurhhtrf bye bye! thanks for seeing this, and remember, you don't have to do this request! it's fine! ♡♡
Hii! Ofc,i can try! Also i made team up and only with the turtles! If you want i can make separate or with other characters :)
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YANDERE ROTTMNT WITH BRAINWASHED!DARLING || ☆!
Gender Neutral!☆
Romantic!☆ (You can see as platonic too!)
TW: OBSSESIVE BEHAVIOR,KILLING,BRAINWASHING,YANDERES,VIOLENCE,MANUPULATION,BAD ENGLISH,BAD GRAMMAR AND THINGS LILE THAT!!! YOU DON'T NEED TO READ IF YOU DON'T WANT!
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☆ -> They noticed you started to act really weird,towards them and everyone,they noticed that when you simply just said hi,it was not the Hi their Sunshine and Happy Y/n would say! It was....just a hello.
" Hi Guys! "
" Hello. "
☆ -> You can see the difference? They saw! And things got worst,anything you did was without emotion,you acted like a doll without emotion or a empty shell
☆ -> They got worried,too much! What happend? Tell them,you know you can count with them ok? If you are acting like that because a person did something with you they will help! (That's mean kill the person!)
☆ -> So days passed,and your situation was only getting worst and worst,you still acted like a emotionless doll,and they dind't know what is happening!
☆ -> So Donnie decided to study your new behavior and the brothers decided to stalk you more to know what happend
☆ -> Then Donnie did it,he discorved the motive,you got brainwashed
☆ -> OH THE PERSON WHO DID THIS IS SO FUCKED UP,REALLY FUCKED UP!!
☆ -> So when they find the person who did this(They have their ways),this person is death.
☆ -> What they should do? Torture? Arson? Just stab the person? Well,they made this person tell how to reverse the brainwashing on you and after that they killed this person!
☆ -> When they turn you back to normal,is just happiness! For them
☆ -> Say Bye Bye to privacy because after that little accident,they start to act more overprotective and paranoic! And maybe they will kidnapp you! Maybe not,THEY WILL
☆ -> And don't try to escape! They are doing this for your good! Belive me(I am a liar)
☆ -> Don't worry,nothing wrong will happen to you in the lair! (Well if you try to escape is another story)
PLAYLIST FOR THIS HC!☆
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Notes:
☆ -> FIRST HC AND REQUEST!!!! HOPE YOU ALL LIKED! I KNOW IT'S TO SHORT :(
☆ -> Not my best thing sorry! If you guys want i can remake that!
☆ -> Also you guys liked the idea of make playlist?
☆ -> Thanks for reading!
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insanetvgirl · 1 month
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YANDERE KATIE AND SADIE HEADCANONS!
Romantic!
Gender Neutral! They/them!
Team up!
Non reality/reality au! (Up for interpretation!)
Theme Song: The siameses song!
TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, OBSSESIVE BEHAVIOR, DELUSIONAL BEHAVIOR, JEALOUS, INSECURE, BAD ENGLISH, BAD GRAMMAR AND MADE BY A MINOR! YOU CAN SKIP THAT POST ^^!
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♡ > Oh! The double trouble duo!
♡ > Two Words? Obssesive girls
♡ > These two follow you around and you could do anything, ANYTHING! That they will talk while looking at you with the most lovey dovey eyes you could see
" They are so kind! And beautiful! "
" And funny! And gentle! Hot! "
" I WAS THINKING THE SAME! "
♡ > When both discoverd that they like you, they had a fight!
" Y/N likes me! Or you think that smile was for you? "
" They like me more! And i liked them first! Not just that! They are flirting with me! "
" UH NO!? They were flirting with me! "
♡ > (The flirt in question was a smile and a hi)
♡ > But after that they decided to share or something like that! I mean sharing is caring!
♡ > Delusionals, REALLY DELUSIONALS
♡ > They think that you like them back and flirt with them back! The smiles you gave for them? The hi? When you talk to them? You are soooo into them! (In their head)
♡ > As i said, they are obssesive, and clingy, they follow you everywhere and even compliment you for the most random things
" I think we should go to the other way- "
" OH YES! You are soooooo smart Y/n! "
" And beautiful! "
♡ > Most of the time you just look at them very confused
♡ > Jealous? Hell yeah! They are jealous and insecure most of the people you talk! They think in things like " Who do this person thinks they are! " , " Y/N would never flirt or fall in love with them! Right? " , " She is not that even pretty! " , things like that
♡ > They always know where you are, and when you say to they stay where they are, they stop for a second and after that....BOOM! They are in your side again! Privacy? What is that? Explain to them!
♡ > They aren't that dangerous, but you should be careful anyways
♡ > They are really delusionals, obssesives and these things!
♡ > And dependent too!
♡ > You have to be patience with them.
♡ > Really patient.
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" We are Siamese if you please
We are Siamese if you don't please
Now we lookin' over our new domicile
If we like we stay for maybe quite a while "
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🍨 - NOTES!!<3
- " AOI IS THAT YOU!? " Yeah what's up baby? It was you that order a Yandere HC that nobody asked for?
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- " WAIT YOU MADE ANOTHER HC THAT NOBODY ASKED FOR!? " OF COURSE THAT NO- Yeah i did it
- I have something for underrated characters, so here it is a hc for these sillys :3
- They should had been in RR and Won fr
- THIS ONE IS SHORT AGAIN!? Damn im sad now
- TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF! IF YOU DON'T I WILL APPEAR AT YOUR HOUSE, COOK FOOD FOR YOU, MAKE YOU EAT IT, TAKE CARE OF YOU AND I WILL READ A STORY FOR YOU TO READ SO YOU CAN SLEEP WELL!!! 😡
- Anyways sending virtual hugs for everyone
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Am I the only one who thinks that a strong dark red/ wine red nail polish would totally suit to Nikolai? Like. It would suit to his whole style and his color scheme.
Just like black or black-reddish lipstick. It would give elegant clown vibes.
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flyingbunniesart · 9 days
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Ummmm i was supposed to draw a klapollo thing but i saw an awesome fit while searching for refs and all thoughts left my brain 👍
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planefood · 9 months
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warriored cats
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frownyalfred · 4 months
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Broke: Dick hates being Batman because he’s his own vigilante and doesn’t want the responsibility of the cowl
Woke: Dick hates being Batman because he has to bulk for a few weeks beforehand in order to look convincing in the suit
I feel like Dick gets the heads up text from Bruce, groans, and turns around to hit Costco for chicken breast and greek yogurt.
Because he’s muscular as Nightwing, absolutely, but he’s not carrying as much muscle on a given day like Jason and Bruce are. He needs to be more agile than them, and as a result he’s a little leaner.
Taking on the cowl, even temporarily, means bulking up as quickly as possible. Because even if he pads the suit, the goons don’t know that. They’re still gonna hit Batman like he’s carrying the same amount of mass.
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nebulousbren · 24 days
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BG3 Companions Part 1!
Had fun playing around with giving everyone distinct heights/body types. I plan on drawing the rest of the recruitable companions (Halsin, Minthara, Jaheira and Minsc) and maybe even a few fan fave npcs, but was excited to post these guys first.
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stsgluver · 8 months
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synopsis. gojo is a very light sleeper.
wc. 550
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gojo thinks he’s lucky if he sleeps more than four hours a night. between missions, teaching, and the torment of being enough for everyone but the people who really needed him (geto, haibara...), there is never a chance for him to be at peace.
you haven't moved for the better part of twenty minutes now. for quite possibly the first time in your relationship, you were awake before him. you attributed it to the toll the most recent mission had taken on his body - he'd been gone four days overseas and, from the sporadic messages you received at all times of the day and night, you were almost positive he barely squeezed in a ten-minute nap.
your bodies were perfectly intertwined - his arms were tightly around your middle as yours were around his shoulders, and your legs overlapped one another's as you were desperate to be close. it didn't matter the season, nor the temperature, gojo would rather sacrifice the duvet than be any more than a hair's width away from you.
his face was pressed against your chest and you could feel each little snore he let out (the moment was so rare you found the action to be endearing more so than anything and decided you wouldn't tease him for it later). his silvery white hair was sprawled out messily and there was a small bump at the back from where his blindfold had constantly been pushing the hair up. your fingers dared to brush against the top of his neck, grazing the undercut that he complained he needed to get cut.
"look," gojo whined, pointing to the back of his head, "it's too long." it was barely an inch in length and you had bitten your tongue not to make a less-than-appropriate joke. he found it uncomfortable to wear the blindfold with longer hair and glasses weren't really an option in case they fell off during a fight or got broken. another perk of dating the world's strongest sorcerer is that more often than not he enlisted your help in trimming his undercut (y'know given his infinity and mild paranoia that he'd never admit to).
however, you were unable to get a chance before this mission in particular so now you had the chance to curl your fingers between each of the short, soft tufts. you only halted your movements when you felt him shift against you, trying to bury his face impossibly further into your chest.
after constantly having to be alert for so many years, gojo was a very light sleeper.
"don't stop," he mumbled, his voice raspy and muffled. his fingers tightened their clutch around the back of your (his) shirt and you didn't know you could love anyone as much as you do him.
you felt a pang of guilt and wished you'd resisted touching your boyfriend a little more. "sorry toru."
"don't 'pologise," gojo shook his head slightly, words slurred and riddled with sleep.
surprisingly, he drifted off again. it only took several more minutes of playing with his hair to hear those little snores again.
gojo never gets more than four hours of sleep at night but that was before you. now he's with you and maybe, just maybe, his nightmarish past that tormented him can be subdued by dreams of a future with you.
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Eddie develops a strange habit after sex. It’s not exactly cute or romantic or nice. Nothing bad either. It’s just… well, Steve isn’t too sure what it is. But every time, it’s the same damn thing.
He collapses onto Steve’s chest and says:
“My boyfriend is a cyborg.”
Usually, Steve is still recovering from the fucking downpour of post-orgasm endorphins. So he doesn’t question it. Hell, he stopped challenging Eddie’s tolerance to geek out months ago. Dude holds fantasy knowledge in his brain better than he holds his liquor.
Which is saying a lot.
Anyways, Steve never has the mental capacity to react or respond. Instead, he runs his fingers through Eddie’s sweat-soaked hair for awhile. Scratches out little patterns on his scalp because it always makes Eddie go limp. Quiet.
Quiet is a rarity for him. And while Steve is totally weak for Eddie’s chattiness, the quiet can be nice too.
The only reason Steve finally decides to ask about it is because Eddie slips up. Says it before they have sex.
Steve is against the bedroom door, his nails dragging down Eddie’s back. God, he loves this kind of kissing. The lung draining kind. The type that’s sort of filthy from all the heat and grinding. 
Eddie hasn’t marked him up this bad since that time someone at work noticed his neck. Asked if Steve was having an allergic reaction during an office-wide meeting.
And this is going to be even worse. Steve can tell by the sounds and the soft pricks of Eddie’s teeth. He can tell by how long Eddie spends over each spot, like the bruising skin needs more attention than the rest of him. Like licking them over will make the colors last longer.
The damage has been done. Really no point in stopping him when it feels so fucking good. Steve forgets to worry about  how mauled he’s gonna look tomorrow because his head is swimming with Eddie’s lips on his neck. His collarbone. His chest.
That’s when it happens. That’s when Eddie’s strange habit makes an early appearance. 
He kisses over the blistery mess he made, practically growls the words out this time: 
“My boyfriend is a cyborg.”
“Okay, time out.” Steve says. Heaves some air back into his lungs. Pulls Eddie’s face up before he can continue making Steve look like goddamn target practice. 
Eddie blinks a few times. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No.” Gonna have to wear fucking high-collared shirts all week, but whatever.
He’ll bring that up some other time. “Why do you keep saying that?”
“Saying what?”
“That… thing.” Steve barely can spit it out.  It’s like his throat is physically rejecting the nerdy shit he’s about to say. “You keep calling me… a cyborg or something.” 
“Oh that.” Eddie sighs. Casually shrugs to one side. “It’s your fault actually.”
“How is it my fault? I don’t even know what fucking language you’re speaking.”
Eddie walks over to the bed, chanting Steve’s name over and over. Definitely not in the way Steve prefers him to chant his name. Very un-sexy chanting.
“Remember that day you asked me to grab your car keys?” He asks, patting the bed for Steve to join him. 
No. “Kinda?”
Steve hesitates before walking over. He didn’t necessarily wanna stop their primal makeout session. But it was bound to lead to the bed at some point, so…
Just not like this. Not talking while fully clothed. Blech.
He sits next to Eddie. Hands awkwardly fidgeting in his lap.
“Well, I couldn’t find them.” Eddie admits. “So I ended up going through your desk drawers.”
Of course he did. Perpetual snooper.
“Ended up finding a binder full of medical records.”
Well shit.
Steve’s throat tightens. Swells around the sudden guilt he feels for keeping this from Eddie. 
“Why didn’t you tell me you had a metal plate in your head?”
“Dunno. Hardly even remember it.” That’s only partly true. Steve doesn’t remember the surgery or much of the recovery process. He was only a kid when it happened.
But he does remember the hospital smells. He remembers the sounds of his IV bag dripping throughout the night. All the sensory indicators are still fresh in his mind.
“Well, that’s why. You're part-machine.” Eddie points to Steve’s head, expression softening. “And every time we fuck around, I think about your bionic skull. And how glad I am that it keeps your brain from leaking out when I bend you over the way you like it best.”
Steve laughs. The jokes help lighten the mood. Not enough to replace it entirely, but enough for it to be easy to swallow again. 
They’re both quiet as they get ready for bed, folding the covers down. And yeah, sometimes quiet can be nice. Just maybe not right now.
“Hey, Eddie.”
“Yeah?”
Steve stares hard at the pillows. “Are cyborgs like… cool?”
Eddie pauses for a moment, then hops onto the bed. Starts crawling over to Steve with a smug grin. He lifts up to meet Steve’s lips. Kisses him sweeter than normal. Lighter. Starts nodding his head mid-kiss, keeps nodding as he breaks away.
“Yeah, babe. Cyborgs are so fucking cool.”
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otaku553 · 6 months
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Quite frankly still obsessed with the three of them
A little procrastination doodle
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Small Sigma headcanon
!Spoiler warning for Sigma's backstory!
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Sigma hates if it's very hot. He hates the heat and the feeling of the sun being uncomfortably hot on his skin. Of course the most people dislike extreme tempratures for obvious reasons but for Sigma it's a bit diffrent.
It always reminds him of his horrible time in the desert where he was wandering around with no memories, no identity and completley lost only to get captured by criminals who then took advantage of him/his ability for thier gain. For this reason he also hates dry skin beause being in the desert with only his shaggy pants and shirt caused his skin become horribly dry.
In summer, he always makes sure that the air conditioning system in the sky casino is working perfectly and sets it a bit cooler than probably needed so that the extreme tempratures aren't even noticable. He also avoids going outside the best he can and since Nikolai once brought him some Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Ice Cream, something he didn't knew before, he always consumes an immense amount of it during summertime.
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aubreysnailbat · 21 days
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broke: jon is very short
woke: jon is slightly below average height and everyone he knows keeps acting like he's one centimetre tall
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sadmitskifanatic · 8 months
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GUYS LOOK AT SIMON HE'S NOT COLD WHILE FIONNA AND CAKE BOTH ARE HOLY SHIT
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the-lovely-lady-luck · 8 months
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the delivery of this in the theater killed me and i havent seen anyone posting it so heres a very shitty gif made from the 2 seconds of trailer that include the line.
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omi-boshi · 19 days
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"you gotta let me go, lovebug." kiyoomi rumbles, attempting to gently wiggle out of your baby's grasp. the lovebug in question only gurgles, happy to have her father's attention on her. it quirks a smile on kiyoomi's face. his amusement is short-lived, however, when the grip on his finger seemingly tightens in response and tightens even more when he wiggles just a tad harder.
his rising panic amuses you to no end.
at the sound of your quiet giggles, kiyoomi looks up from the baby cradled in your arms and looks you in the eye.
"a little help would be nice, you know?" he frowns. "our food's gonna be here any minute."
"i would love to but there's nothing i can really do when she's clinging like that, kiyo." you send him the most sympathetic smile you could muster with the laughter still bubbling up your throat. "you know how she gets."
and kiyoomi does—he really does. your daughter got it from you, after all.
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jhuzen · 8 months
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do you have any thirst hcs for grandpapi neuvi? if you do pls share i’m so hungry 🤲
hydro dragonussy [m.reader]
hello hello, guess who’s back to writing again? this is a warmup because i struggled hard in continuing my kaveh request wip and a buncha scenarios for sick reader w genshin men and jing yuan all at once. on second thought… i think i really shouldn’t have written everything all at once. not to mention i’m trying out quotev to publish my yandere oc/m.reader stuff for fun. + yes that is the title. it’s either that or crybaby old man dragon thirsts. you pick.
𖦹 nsfw, neuvi is a virgin old man, underlying mentions of reader being an attorney (we all know i have a bias for them anyway, have you seen my workload series? lmao), switch male reader, switch neuvi, though we’re heavily leaning on bottom neuvi for this one, honorable mentions of cockwarming and thigh fucking, brief mention of double penetration (reader receiving), gentle and rough sex, implied dacryphilia (you), breeding, fontaine rains whether or not he’s sad, his tears are the rain and i will drink them like a hungry eremite in the sumeru desert.
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Let’s face it, Neuvillette has no time outside of his work as the Iudex of Fontaine, he’s constantly buried underneath those paperworks, and on top of that, when he’s not tackling mountains of cases, he’s out in the opera, presiding trial after trial when the Oratrice can already do the same thing for him.
So when you appeared in his life all of a sudden, he was new to all sorts of things. In his long life as a dragon, he has had little experience in what you can offer to him. He’s awkward for the first few moments of your relationship.
It’s the same to sex — you’d have to take initiative in every single little thing, show him the ropes like the good commander you are, and he obeys with no complaints. He sees that you enjoy it, and if you’re good at it and you’re willing to teach him, he is an obedient patient.
Old man’s heads are very clumsy at first, teeth scraping against your length while he slowly but surely bobbed his head. He’s slow, but he treats your little guy with so much care. Looking up at you with tears pricking at the ends of his eyes as he tried to please you as best as he could. Obligatory weather report — it’s a light drizzle in Fontaine.
But when you give him head, Neuvillette squirms, it doesn’t matter where he is, he could not keep himself still. It’s always obvious that even you cannot bring yourself to blow him semi-public in his office, just because you’re afraid a poor innocent little Melusine would come inside and see their beloved leader squirming around traumatize them. It would also be bad for his image if you guys get caught, so… sexy times are inside the comfort of his possibly huge home as much as possible.
Sex with him is slow and intimate, very romantic. What did you expect? He’s from Fontaine and they apparently love to romanticize things. Whether or not who’s on top when you guys are doing it, they are a lot more languid in style, like a moment of relaxation between the two of you.
A switch, though preferably a bottom. Yes, that’s right, old man Neuvillette likes to be serviced. He likes it when you’re the one filling him up so good. It’s hot and heavy, just the way he likes it.
He’s a tired man, so he’s definitely a pillow prince— no, a pillow king. He lays there and takes it like a good boy, only gazing at you with those soft eyes, hazy with love and lust while you continued to push into him. He takes your hand in his every time you enter him and he always squeezes your hand tight the deeper you go in.
Call him romantic and a basic man, but he lives for missionary. He wants to see you while he feels you stuff him full of your cock. He only writhes in the beginning while he tries to adjust around you, squeezing you tight inside him while his breath stutters, trying to take you in all at once.
If he’s the one in charge, it’s all the same, he’s gentle with his actions, though, honestly, he’d rather have you ride him instead. He likes to see you in all your glory, with you rolling your hips in such a needy manner while he kept you grounded, holding onto you as he caressed your thighs. It’s perfect for him.
Oh yeah, and this goes without saying — he’s a dragon, so he has two cocks. Fitting him in is a sport on its own, but you graduated with a major in fucking dragons, so you’re good. He’s a bit thicker on the side too, so each time you take him in, you could feel every inch of him, and every throb of his cocks is a heaven sent feeling that courses through your insides.
Please be gentle with him, he is an old tired man who hasn’t had a break. He is so vanilla that it’s boring but his cries are worth it.
He’s a very quiet man too, his moans are shy and light, a gasp here and there and a tiny whimper with every increment of speed adding into your thrusts.
Neuvillette is definitely the type to squirm and get away from you at first, but you just need to keep him still and hold him down by his thighs before you plow into him. He likes it though when you do it, it reassures him that you want to do this with him and that you’re not letting him go no matter what happens.
Another weather report: a good light rain. Not too heavy.
Now that all the sweet stuff is out of the way, rough sex is not as often as the usual vanilla one, but it’s not completely an uninvited guest between you two.
If you fucked him rough and hard, Neuvillette will cry and break. His poor pristine and unmarked body, filled to the brim with your greedy bite marks and hickeys, glowing red and bruising dark purple that leaves him embarrassed when they’re still around if you somehow managed to weasel in a rough session in the morning before he goes to work and you will be reprimanded for it once he’s home, no exceptions.
“No more of these obvious markings,” he’d say with a stern tone, only to end up face down on the pillow with his ass up while you found a loophole and devoured his entire back instead.
He hates that he can’t see you when you go rough on him, because it’s normally him ending up with his face buried into his pillow while he laid on his stomach, his hips being held up by you while you ruthlessly pounded into him without even an ounce of mercy.
He hates it, but at the same time, it does help with keeping his noise down because when you’re doing him so roughly, Neuvillette wails, he cries hard, with those pretty tears of his not letting up. He’d scream to the high heavens and were it not for the fact that your hand was forcing his head down into his soft pillow, the entirety of Fontaine would hear it.
Again, Neuvillette is a tired old man, so something so rough definitely leaves him drained, you’d constantly have to hold him up halfway through your little session.
Fucking him while he’s on his side and his one leg hooked over your shoulder is a great compromise, with how you can both still see each other Neuvillette can immediately turn his head to hide away into his pillow when he realizes he’s being a little too loud on his own good.
He’s definitely the kind to force himself to be quiet. If you fuck him without anything for him to bite into to hide his loud noises, he will cry and be embarrassed through out, barely even managing to cover his own mouth with his hand without an ounce of struggle while his body jerked up and down, following through every harsh punctuated thrust that you made into him. Weather report: Fontaine has a storm.
Neuvillette cries his heart out every time you go rough, full on sobbing and it is such a turn on. The way he makes garbled noises while he would protest into your roughness, hand gently pushing into yours while he asks for you to be gentler and go a little slower, only to cling helplessly into his pillow when his pleas fell into deaf ears.
His tears are just… divine. He cries so prettily and he does it with unwitting grace and class — somehow, he’s just innately beautiful in every thing that he does. There is no such thing as an unsightly sobbing to this man.
Neuvillette makes this soft noise in between a whimper and a gasp every time you hit his prostate spot on and he just shudders in delight, his breath shaky until he can barely think straight.
Gentle or rough, he’s definitely into breeding. Neuvillette has a breeding kink and anyone who thinks otherwise will sink deeper than Khaenri’ah. Stuff him full of your cum and he’s a happy and satisfied man.
It’s not just the feeling of your hot seed pumping him full that pleases him, but being around the Melusines, treating them like his children despite them being just his subordinates has definitely gotten this old man all too paternal. He likes the premise of being able to build a family with you, and he will nurture your children with all his being.
Thigh fucking? Thigh fucking. Though it’s rare, only when he’s really tired but still aches to please you, and even you’re too lazy to move a lot.
Bother him when he takes work at home by making him cockwarm you. He could not concentrate at all — squirming and squeezing around your cock so deliciously while you teased him about getting his work done.
Has definitely tried wall sex with you, with his back against the wall while you held him up. May or may not have happened at the opera after a heated trial when he ruled against your client and you were pissed your streak of wins on that week crumbled into dust. It’s neither your fault but the client’s, but you’re a sore loser and Neuvillette is a stoic judge.
Call him daddy while you fuck into him and he will break, he’ll go slack, his mind numbed when a rush of dopamine just infiltrated his brain every time you’d call him that.
And after all that, aftercare is a must. Treat your dragon well. He did so much for you, and you broke his old man back after fucking him into oblivion. Clean him nice and well, kiss his tears away, and wrap him tightly in a blanket while you hold him.
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