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SERIES: The Sun and the Sunflower / P. Sunghoon

genre: fluff, romance

introduction: these series include random one shots of tsundere! sunghoon and bubbly! reader’s relationship, more chapters/parts will follow in the future! this part shows the softer side of sunghoon but next chapters/parts will show his more “tsundere” side

a/n: i decided to make it one shots because i realized i suck at making long stories so hopefully this turns out alright! let me know what you think :D

warnings: suggestive, and not proofread cause i’m lazy

I. Jealousy *ੈ✩‧₊˚ — when you get jealous

Sunghoon is someone who doesn’t show a lot of affection when there are other people around you both. If a stranger saw the two of you, they might not even think you both are in a relationship because of how casual he is around you in public. You didn’t mind, you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable in anyway, and you respected that (though there were times where he would peck your lips when no one is looking).

But there were times you wish you could just kiss him to show others that he is yours. Like right now.

You always thought you weren’t a jealousy person. What’s there to be jealous about? You know Sunghoon is a loyal person and would never do anything to hurt you. He is a whole green flag, a green forest even.

But you can’t help it when you see girls flirting with him out in the open.

He has asked you out for a night out in a nearby art museum that just opened. Of course you agreed, making sure you were free and don’t have anything else planned, you definitely wouldn’t pass any opportunity to spend time with him.

The night has been going well since far. You two went around to see different exhibitions, taking photos of one another (you even secretly took photos of him when he wasn’t looking because he looked so dreamy).

He was wearing a suit and tie with his glasses on, which you have always told him how handsome he looks with it on. Sunghoon is very handsome in general, but when he wears his glasses on, it just hits different. There’s just something about it that makes your stomach flutter ten times more.

You have also dressed up quite nicely, wearing the dress Sunghoon gifted you for your birthday which wasn’t too long ago. It was a pretty long white dress, and you felt very confident in it. Spending almost two hours doing your hair and makeup, your craft not going unnoticed by your boyfriend.

He is quick to notice your appearance, staring at you in awe when he picked you up from your apartment. He had literal heart eyes for you, a soft smile on his face.

For a quick moment you have left him outside to use the bathroom, to freshen up and all that. Once you got out, you didn’t expect to see him talk to someone, and a woman. And he was smiling?

What caught you off guard is when the girl placed her hand by his bicep, though Sunghoon didn’t seem bothered by it, just nodding to what she was saying. Does she really have to be touchy?

You pouted to yourself, watching the scene in front of you, not knowing if you should let them be or approach them. Before you could even decide, Sunghoon has already spotted you, excusing himself.

“You ready to go and see more exhibits? There’s more upstairs.”

“Hmm, sure.”

Your voice came out soft and quiet, something out of the ordinary as you often talked with such excitement. His thick brows furrowed, but he pushed it off, nodding at you. Maybe you were just getting tired? He thought.

Crossing your arms, you began to walk to the escalator, Sunghoon following by your side. Who was that girl? Is that someone he knows? Or did they just met? Why were they smiling? They looked so happy together. Is that his ex? He never told you about an ex…

You shook your head to yourself, feeling yourself overthink. Stop it, yn.

“Hey… you alright? I can take you home if you’re feeling tired.” Sunghoon looked at you with such concern, both of you getting off the escalator as you got to the next floor up.

You looked up at him, quickly shaking your head. “No! Uh, I’m alright. Don’t worry. I want to see more of the exhibits.” You forced a grin, though it came out so fake that Sunghoon can sense something was definitely wrong.

You got startled when he took your hand, pulling you to the side. Your back was suddenly pressed on a wall, gasping softly as his hand found your hips, looking at him with wide eyes. Your cheeks reddened so quickly, heart beating hastily.

“Is something wrong? You can tell me.”

His eyes stayed on you, waiting for your response, though you felt your throat dry during to how close the two of you are. When you opened your lips, nothing came out.

“Nothing! I just- I…”

“You can tell me what’s wrong. I don’t like seeing you so quiet. It’s weird.”

That made your heart flutter, blinking up at him. He was so close that you could smell his sweet scent, making you feel fuzzy inside.

"I would rather hear you talk non-stop than be quiet. I like hearing you," he whispered softly, feeling his fingers run through your hair, making you feel giddy.

"It's just... it's nothing. It's stupid." you felt yourself pout softly, looking away from him, but you felt his hand grip your chin gently, making you look up at him. "Well it's not stupid if it's bothering you right?"

"The woman earlier. You know her? Is she-"

"She's a childhood friend during my ice skating years. We just quickly catched up, that's all."

Ah, right. You nodded, feeling yourself embarrassed.

"Were you… jealous?"

"What? Why would you ask that." you huffed, suddenly getting defensive. He found it cute how pouty you got, feeling himself smile down at you. Gosh, you're cute.

"You can be friends with anyone you want, I don't care. It's the same with me, I can be friends with whoever, talk to whoever I want. And also, why did she have to be touchy-"

Sunghoon looks at you with adoration, his eyes flickering between your eyes down to your lips. He loves it when you ramble, pouting your lips whenever you do. Your voice was going in from one of his ear to the other, everything in the background becoming a blur.

You were suddenly cut off by Sunghoon's soft lips, your eyes widening before they fluttered shut, putting your hands into a fist as you didn’t know what to do with it.

His lips were hot and plump, his hands going up to your waist, pulling you slightly up, causing you to go on your tippy toes.

You wish you could kiss him for longer, though he definitely took your breath away, pulling away from to the kiss to catch your breath. Your cheeks flushed, as well as your lips, and definitely swollen.

“Sorry. I couldn’t help it… you were talking too much.”

A giggle escaped your lips, looking up at him shyly. “I thought you weren’t a fan of PDA.” you teased, smiling shyly up at him.

“I could do much more if we weren’t in public.”

“Hoon!”

He grinned cheekily, his fangs on display, chuckling lowly. “Cute…”

Your cheeks felt as if they were on fire. He really knew how to make you fold, huh? His eyes never left yours, caressing your waist ever so gently, eyes full of love.

“Why don’t we just go back to my apartment?”

“Hm, are you tired?”

“No.”

“Then why? Aren’t we going to see more exhibits?”

“I did. But now all I want is to able to kiss my pretty girlfriend longer.”

#SERIES: The Sunshine and the Sunflower ✧˚#sunghoon x reader #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon scenarios #sunghoon fluff #sunghoon drabbles #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen scenarios #sunghoon enhypen #park sunghoon

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kaicubus · 11 months

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NSFW Alphabet | Hantengu Clones

warnings ✩° : 18+ NSFW, lots of sexual themes, too many to list individually, cursing, p in v, unprotected sex, sex with a somewhat nice demon.

pairing ✩° : hantengu clones x fem!reader some gn!reader

authors note ✩° : why is it so fucking hard to find a pic of all these bitches together. UGH. i decided not to use any fanart of them bc most creators dont want their art being reposted even with credit, so i respect that!!

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

After sex, Sekido isn’t all that much different. He’s very standoffish and refuses to be intimate, but he won’t deny you of any requests. He’s just not used to any softness after anything really, so it’s very foreign when you wrap your arms around him to cuddle. After a while he starts to understand and actually does it, just for you though.

Very loving after sex. Karaku loves pleasing you, so he’s always on top of his game, getting you anything you need, kissing you, reassuring you that you did amazing, and always having his arm wrapped around you so you can sleep on his chest.

Aizetsu’s either asleep, or holding onto you with a death grip. Not actually, but he’s always so close to you after having sex for so long, rubbing his hands up your thighs and softly scratching your back. He also likes being clean, so you two take a bath together and he dresses you in his clothes afterwards.

Usually, Urogi talks a lot. It gets worse after you two have sex since even after it, he’s still blabbing on about how good you were and how great it felt, somewhat teasing you but not meaning to do so. He also really likes grooming afterwards, so he’ll brush your hair and even braid it if you have long hair, giving you kisses over all the hickies he leaves.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of yours)

Sekido loves your boobs. Boob man Sekido. When he’s bored or not even having sex, your chest is where his hands are, mindlessly rubbing or massaging them. When he’s fucking you, 78% of his attention goes to your tits as he’s leaving marks all on or in between your cleavage or boobs.

Karaku's a fan of your thighs. Mostly, when they’re thrown over his shoulders, but also when they’re on his ears or when he’s just holding them. He thinks they’re soft and smell good, so anywhere is fine to him.

Aizetsu really loves your hands. Maybe that’s just him liking the feeling of holding your hand, but he also likes when they hold him and touch him, they’re always so delicate but also have a mind of their own sometimes.

Urogi admires your ass the most. He’s an ass man. But minus what he can do with it, he loves holding it and slapping it, even when you sit on him it’s like heaven to him.

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

Sekido’s very messy. That’s a given. As to where he likes to cum the most? Probably on your face or on your thighs. Since it’s usually a pretty heavy load, seeing his cum all over your mouth and dribbling down your cheeks fills him with such happiness, but of course he won’t show it.

Since he’s mostly focused on you and your pleasure, Karaku goes along with what you want. If you want him to cum inside you, he will, if you want him to pull out and cum on your stomach, he will, if you want him to cum in your mouth, he will. It’s all up to you on this one.

Aizetsu prefers keeping it clean. He’s not the most messy person in general, so he likes it when things are kept, whether it be inside your mouth or inside you.

Urogi really likes cumming in your mouth, even when he’s not getting head, he’ll pull out and ask you to open your mouth just so he can see all of his seed pool on your tongue. Something about it is just so erotic to him. Oh yeah he also likes breeding you.

D = Dirty fantasy (what they secretly want you to do or see you do)

Sekido wants to try his electric powers on you, just enough to subdue you and see how much you can handle. It’s sadistic sure, but he’d only be focusing on the places that’d give you both the most pleasure. Think like a vibrator, but broken and dangerous.

Karaku wants to fuck in a room full of people. He wants to see how embarrassed you get all exposed to strangers who are staring directly at you, how much you’ll try to get as close as possible to him just so no one else sees your exposed skin. He wants to just imagine your face as you cum knowing there’s other people there.

Aizetsu really wants to see you get off on his spear. Not the sharp part obviously, but the place when his handle is, just so everytime he uses it, he can think back to the time you got off on his own weapon.

Urogi really wants to know what it’d be like fucking mid air. Would it be dangerous? Exhilarating? Either way, it sounds fun, to have you all to himself as he’s flying, holding you up while being inside you? A dream. (This headcanon is repeated later.)

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

Somewhat experienced. Being the most violent clone, Sekido’s very picky and hasn’t really had much time or even care to fuck anyone, so he’s adequately experienced. Like, he knows what it is, but has only ever fucked you.

Very experienced. Karaku’s the pleasure clone for a reason. He loves sex and everything in between. Even if it’s not with anyone else (because lets be honest who would have sex with a demon ahahah) he definitely has some ancient scrolls or something stashed away if not just his mind.

Not experienced at all. There’s times where you have to teach Aizetsu how to do certain things, otherwise he’s basically clueless in what to put where and what he wants.

Vaguely experienced. Being the most feral out of all the demon clones, Urogi doesn’t focus too much on sex since he’s busy killing and flying around, but he’s seen a few things during said flights that pique his curious nature.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. Sekido likes things that fit into his plans nicely, otherwise he gets angry. So missionary is safe and all the expectations put into this position are easily met.

69. If Karaku’s getting pleasure, you are too. In his mind, it’s the perfect position for maximum pleasure so that’s all he really wants.

Cowgirl. Aizetsu loves when you take charge, and it gives you the perfect ranges to intensify your climax as well as his. It’s not super intimate for his liking, but it gets the job done.

Standing. I don’t know what this position is really called, but basically Urogi likes when you straddle him standing up, as he’s holding you with his arms. It gives him full access to fuck you faster if he wants but also is just fun to be able to move around.

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

Sekido is the most serious out of all. If he’s laughing during sex, something is wrong. He even gets mad when you try and lighten the mood with a corny joke or something, or even if you laugh about something he just glares.

Karaku loves to tease you AND be obedient, so he’s unserious in that way. He would never go out of his way to make you laugh when you two are fucking, but he’s not dead serious like Sekido is.

Aizetsu doesn’t have time to be joking around because he’s busy being fucked or doing the fucking. Sometimes, his questions have awkward undertones, but that’s all they are : awkward.

Urogi would definitely not take the situation seriously AT ALL. During the moment, he’s giggling and pointing out things he shouldn’t either for the sake of your sanity or your reactions. Even after, he’s cracking jokes while hugging you.

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

Sekido’s pretty grown down there, so it doesn’t get in the way or anything. It’s enough to tickle your nose when you give him head, but not enough to cause any discomfort. It’s rough and coarse though.

Karaku’s hair is pretty well kept. He’s always thinking of you and what you’d want, so he keeps his hair under good management to avoid any mishaps. Surprisingly though, it’s very soft.

Aizetsu’s probably the neatest out of all four of them simply because he’ll overthink and drive himself insane if he’s not freshly trimmed down there. There’s barley any hair, and if you didn’t know better, you’d think that’s all he had.

Wild. Urogi doesn’t give a fuck what he looks like down there, as long as his dick works, why would he spend time trimming anything? If you ask though, he will shorten it a little.

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

No intimacy whatsoever. Only after does Sekido show his romantic side, but even then it’s not that much. In the moment, you’re like his own personal fuck doll who he’ll keep fucking and slutting out until he’s finished.

Karaku is a romantic at heart. He loves being intimate with you and talking with you during sex, holding you close and making sure you’re ok. He messes with you, but makes it clear that he loves you.

Aizetsu only ever does intimate sex. During sex, he’s very slow and sensual with you, holding onto you and holding your hand, especially when he’s close. He’ll run his fingers through your hair and hold the small of your waist, whispering I love you’s any chance he gets.

Urogi really likes the idea of intimacy. He gets really close when you two are fucking and pins you down by your waist or wrists, but he’s not super romantic. He just likes getting a rise out of you no matter how he does it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Sekido definitely takes your things (panties, shirts, bras...socks??) to jerk off to. He wraps them around his dick and goes to town, getting off to the fact he’s using something that you wore to pleasure himself. Every time you ask where that specifc piece of clothing went, he always gets flashbacks.

When he’s alone, Karaku actually overstimulates himself too. He likes to imagine what it’s like going through the things he puts you through and cums really hard when he finishes.

Aizetsu can’t get off with just his hand. That’s why he’s resorted to humping pillows (bonus if they’re yours) to get off and cums on them, too embarrassed to look at the mess he’s made. He just loves straddling the softness of the pillow and pretending it’s you, mindlessly humping it until he bursts.

Like Sekido, Urogi takes your things and rather than using it, he puts it in his mouth to either gag himself or muffle the sounds coming out of him. It’s also a good way to taste you when he gets off, leaning back to take in all the flavors and scents of the person he loves the most.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage. Sekido is so bondage coded that he’ll tie you up any chance he gets, by your wrists, legs, sometimes both, and even with a gag. From there he’ll tease your clit or your tits and watch you struggle for him to free you, but of course, he doesn’t listen.

Sensation play. Karaku loves testing your limits in any way possible. He’ll have his way with you with piping hot candle wax, ice cubes, electricity, any thing like that.

Submissive kink. We already know that, but Aizetsu really likes when you’re in charge. He’ll call you names of authority (mommy/daddy, miss/mister, etc.) when you call him names of inferiority that only you two use. Bonus, sometimes he forgets and accidentally calls you those things out in public and gets really embarrassed afterwards.

BREEDING KINK! Urogi loves breeding you and marking you. The idea of having children is so exciting to him and he really likes when you’re filled up with his cum, even better when it’s leaking out of you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

For some reason, Sekido likes fucking on the floor. With you on the floor and him on top of course, but you don’t really question why he likes it so much.

Karaku likes fucking wherever he has the ability to put his dick inside you. When I say anywhere, I mean anywhere. He’s so versatile it’s crazy, so if you don’t like one room, he’ll bring you outside, or in another room.

Aizetsu is most comfortable fucking in the safety of his room or your room, away from anyone else with either no lighting or a nice, warm, dim lighting. All windows have to be closed, 1. for obvious reasons and 2. for privacy.

Probably in an abandoned hut. Urogi is feral down to his very last bone. But at least it has good isolation and is far away from everyone, not that he minds being a little exposed.

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

The moment your hand simply rests itself on Sekido’s thigh is the moment he picks you up and takes you to his bedroom to fuck you mercilessly. A light touch or even scraping your fingernail on his bare thigh is enough to trigger every neuron in his brain to switch to being horny.

Karaku has a track record of being the most flirty or dirty one between you two, so everything shifts when you hold that title, even for just a little. Once you’re the one flirting or flirt back twice as hard, he gets interested and begins a sort of war between you two, going back and forth each time with a dirtier remark. Eventually after a few minutes of teasing back and forth, Karaku gives up and just starts aggressively making out with you.

There’s something about leaning over his shoulder to ask something of him and pressing against his back that really makes Aizetsu stop what he’s doing all together. It’s so domestic and cute that he can’t find it in himself to resist, and that’s when he holds your hand and tugs you away to fuck you.

If you show up with zero clothes on, or maybe even just topless, Urogi loses his goddamn mind. What really makes it worse for him is if you do it out of nowhere, innocently strutting into where ever he’s at with no top on and show him, or no pants on and pulling up your shirt, he loses all functionality.

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

Do not call Sekido any pet name. It pisses him off so bad that he’ll stop fucking you all together. Those names like prince, baby, puppy, are a hard pass in his book because they make him feel inferior and he’s just not about that.

It’s hard to drive Karaku off, but something he really does not fuck with is restricting him. If there’s anything that makes the pleasure demon clone upset, is not letting him touch you. So bondage on him is out of the question.

Slapping. Aizetsu doesn’t like being hit, so he’s very adamant on the no slapping or punching policy he made. He’ll do choking to an extent, but if slapping comes in, he instantly gets turned off.

Urogi learned the hard way before that he doesn’t like being degraded. It just doesn’t work well with him and his joyful nature. He much prefers praise.

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

Sekido will eat it. It doesn’t matter to him, in fact he actually does really like eating you out. He’s also strangely good at it too, which you wouldn’t really expect. He loves getting head more, though.

To Karaku, it’s all about you. Hint. He loves giving and giving, and hardly ever thinks about receiving, so when it’s brought up he’s a bit caught off guard. He’s very experienced in giving head since he does it all the time, he knows when to get messy or when to go slow, so you can relax with him.

He’s shy about it, but Aizetsu actually really likes being given head. He’s very shy when it comes to giving, and he’s not that experienced, so it always ends up with him asking if it’s ok or asking if you’re close. He’s like a kitten when it comes to giving head.

Urogi doesn’t mind which one, either way he’s having fun so take your pick with this one! He’s good at both.

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

You already know. Sekido likes it ROUGH. Fucking is his way of stress relief, so he’s usually really worked up before hand, so his motions directly reflect that. He’s all for manhandling you to getting the desired position and ordering you around for his benefit, and doesn’t let up once he’s going.

Just to tease you, Karaku likes going agonizingly slow. Only when he knows you’re about to cum will he speed up to chase your orgasm higher. Personally, he just really likes it slow and long.

Aizetsu is a very intimate person. So when he’s fucking you, it’s sensual, very close together and going off of lots of communication. He loves it when there’s small moments of desperation but for the most part it’s just very slow and soft.

Urogi gets really excited when you two fuck, so he moves really quickly. He really likes it that way though, and speeds up all the time and only slows down if you ask. He’s the most demonic out of all of them though so he’s very messy and sloppy.

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

Quickies are controversial to Sekido. Sometimes he could care less about them, other times he just needs a quick fuck, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

He doesn’t care, anywhere anytime, Karaku WILL fuck. He actually really likes them because they always make your legs wobbly afterwards and he thinks it’s cute.

Aizetsu prefers sex to be slow and intimate, so he isn’t too fond of quickies. If it’s necessary though, he’ll allow it, but he really likes it when it’s just the two of you in a dim setting.

Urogi thinks quickies are probably the most fun he’s ever had, so whenever there’s a time, there actually doesn’t have to be a time, he’ll do it. He’s actually the one who initiates it.

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

Sekido likes order and following rules, since rules are what keeps him in line. If he doesn’t have a set list of rules, he easily loses his shit. Risks aren’t in his plans, so he hates experimenting if it means fucking everything up.

Despite being the tamest out of all, Karaku loves taking risks. Fucking in front of people, out in public, places you shouldn’t, it really excites him and gives him all the more reasons to keep going.

Risks for Aizetsu are half good and half bad. Since uncertaintiy makes him uneasy, he’ll participate only some times. Other times he just really likes when things go according to plan.

Thing is, Urogi doesn’t even know he’s taking risks half the time. He can’t focus on multiple things at once, so when he’s fucking you, he’ll accidentally be too loud or reveal a bit much of you, and even if it’s not intentional, he really enjoys it.

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

All the demons have inhuman stamina, so I’ll go for how long they can go for before they get bored.

Sekido stops if he gets too mad, like too mad to function. If you can’t do what he wants you to do, he’s going to get fed up and just storm out or straight up yell at you.

It doesn’t matter if you get tired, Karaku is known for his overstimulation and will go on an extra 5 rounds after you’re fully exhausted just because he knows how good you’ll feel once it’s over.

Aizetsu doesn’t get bored, but rather runs on an embarrassment meter. If he gets too overwhelmed and embarrassed, he won’t be able to withstand it any longer. Depending on the day, he’ll be able to go for a while.

Urogi doesn’t get bored quickly, so he’s able to go for a long long time. If there’s time, he’ll use every bit of it.

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

The only toys Sekido would have are his bondage equipment. Ropes, handcuffs, ties, those sorts of things. He also has arrays of paddles and bats(?) and maybe even a few collars...

Not a huge toy fan, but Karaku owns multiple remote controlled vibrators. Especially those with long distance so he can control the settings even when he’s far away. Just knowing you’re being controlled by him makes him happy.

To be honest, Aizetsu wouldn’t really own toys.

Hell yeah Urogi has toys. He collects shiny objects (like a bird would) so he has a lot of metal toys or glittery toys. He’ll also make someone else, sometimes even you, to go buy things for him with specific uses. He has like, a wall of colorful dildos just to use on you though, some with spikes, some with weird curves.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

11% You’re more likely to tease Sekido to get him mad, which never fails to make him go down harder on you. The most he’ll do at ‘teasing’ is pressing you for questions when you like something he does a little too much.

109% Karaku lovessss teasing, he will do anything in his power to both make you have the best and worst time of your life with all the teasing. He also loves edging you, so there’s that.

0% Aizetsu’s the one being teased, so he has no time to tease you back. I’ll admit though, he does it unintentionally and will accidentally say something that really messes with you, but it’s totally under his radar.

87% Urogi’s really just having a fun time, so he’s not caught up with teasing you specifically, but if there’s something that you REALLY like, he doesn't let go of it. You’ll have to deal with him either during or after, pestering you and poking you just to get a rise.

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

During sex, Sekido’s not the most vocal. All he’ll do is curse under his breath, grunt, or groan just really lowly because he’s not the type to be really loud.

Karaku’s probably the most calm out of them, being the most quiet yet still praising you and talking you through your orgasms. As for him, he runs out of breath the fastest so he pants a lot, but that’s about it.

Aizetsu whimpers, squirms, whines, begs, you know...the works. When he cries, he doesn’t think twice about how loud he is so he’s generally very noisy. He does his best to muffle all the sounds that come out, but he’s just so sensitive and can’t help it...

LOUDDDDD OMFG do I even have to say that? He literally has like, the loudest voice and it’s one of his demon abilities. Urogi grunts all the time and isn’t ashamed of making noises when it feels good, so he WILL scream for you.

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

He may not seem like it, but Sekido really likes when you ask him to jerk off in front of you. Even better if it’s mutual, just seeing the way you both pleasure yourself fills his head with such lewd thoughts that he gets really excited.

Karaku really likes eye contact. Like, more than he should. If he’s giving you head, eye contact is a must, and if he’s fucking you raw, he HAS to see your face and that hazy look in your eyes. That look alone will make him break.

Aizetsu’s whole body is so sensitive, but probably his weakest spot are his horns. Despite being hard and nerveless, if you apply the slightest amount of pressure on just the side of them, he’s folding harder than he ever folded before.

Urogi has thought about fucking in the air more than enough times before, and has almost taken off to the skies with him inside you on multiple occasions. (This was the original plot for Golden Hours.)

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

Sekido is 7 inches, 7 1/2 when hard. Tip color...#976357. Definitely has more girth than the rest and has a slight curve. Base is most sensitive.

Karaku is 6 1/2 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color...#d4a499. Nothing too sensitive, but has a curve.

Aizetsu is 6 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color... #cdaca5. His tip is extremely sensitive. Definitely the cleanest out of all, long and pretty. That is all.

Urogi is 5 1/2 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color...#ab7164. Gets hard really easily, definitely a grower, sensitive all around the head. Has the most prominent veins.

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

Sex isn’t really a priority for Sekido. If he gets mad, which is a lot, you two will fuck and it’s a good way for him to calm down. If for whatever reason he isn’t mad, it’s not that much of a deal to him.

It doesn’t matter when, Karaku is horny as hell. He’s a flirt, that’s a given, but he also just really likes turning you on since his whole deal is pleasure. He’ll do whatever it takes to get you going.

Aizetsu’s bad at showing it but he thinks about sex a lot. He’s not as clueless or innocent as he’s made out to be, on fact he actually really enjoys sex and constantly wants to do it with you, but is just to shy to bring it up.

It really depends on the day with Urogi, he’s not really horny all the time but he’s easy to turn on. If you do so much as look at him a certain way, he gets hard really fast, other than that he’s just happy to be around you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Out like a light. If Sekido isn’t asleep, he’s probably just turned away. I mean, have you ever been so angry you just crash? That’s him. Like, all the time.

Sex isn’t an exhausting task for Karaku, he really enjoys it. It’s you who falls asleep relatively quickly since he spends all his time making sure you’re satisfied, but once he watches your eyes close, he spends the rest of the time just watching you.

After crying his eyes out, Aizetsu’s quick to fall asleep, you don’t even know he’s out until his breathing changes to a deeper pattern. He’s very cuddly in his sleep despite saying he hates physical touch, he wraps his arms around you and gets as close as possible even if it means taking over your entire body.

For some reason, after fucking each others brains out, Urogi is VERY lively after sex. He’s not tired at all, he’d much rather spend time holding you or talking to you, even if down the line you fall asleep, he’ll continue talking to himself without him knowing it. After a while he catches on, but that’s like almost an hour later.

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emelinstriker · 8 months

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{Twice As Bad AU} Wukong & Macaque ♤ Even Little Things

Art drawn by me.

My little take on @semisolidmind's TAB AU due to peeps asking me to cover that as an X Reader ever since that one doodle I once did for it.

As usual, tweaked some things a bit in the AU just for the sake of the plot- And also cuz I haven't really kept track of all the canon things in the AU, so I'm mostly just using the basic premise of the AU and added/removed some things for the story twist, humor and all that. So please don't take it as canon y'all-

Also, I speedran this within three days to post it earlier than planned, so... Happy birthday, Semi! Have 4k words of ya bois as birthday gift, I guess. :D

TW: Descriptions of death and gore

[TL;DR] Monke have 'yummy' berry if customer have coin.

♤ ~ Emotional Mix ~ ♤

It started out as a regular day at the market for you.

You owned a little stall where you would sell berries you and your little monkey friends collected. You kept on insisting that you wanted to collect them on your own, but the two ginger-furred and dark-furred monkeys just wouldn't leave you alone. Though, their kindness and willingness to help you did prove useful in the end. You managed to garner a lot of berries by the end of the day. How they managed to get them all? You would never know. You didn't exactly question it much either due to how many you were able to sell. Sales were pretty good today as well... And as per usual, your two little monkeys were practically guarding you and your stall, which you found really adorable. They looked like two innocent and fluffy puppies looking out for their beloved owner. And their cuteness did definitely contribute to your berry selling success.

Though, while they were pretty quiet and polite towards your customers that were just there to buy berries, there were some they truly didn't like to have around you at all... More specifically, those who showed even the slightest bit of romantic interest towards you.

Especially that farmer boy.

God, they really hated that guy for some reason.

Even if they just saw him walk across the street, far away from where you actually were, they would already start letting out aggressive sounds of pure hatred. Meanwhile you would just awkwardly wave at the poor guy. Though, besides the few customers that had interest in you, your monkeys were pretty well-behaved when you were around. You found it adorable how they would even help fill up tiny bags with berries like little helpers. And if they weren't doing that, they would either sit or lie around on your stall or cling onto you while you worked. They especially loved body contact with you, so they mostly clung onto you. All they wanted in return for their help was your affection, oddly enough. No snack either, just affection. You only had to give them little kisses or cuddle them a bit and they were already melting in your arms. Another cute thing they would do whenever you were selling berries was to give you gifts...

Well, it certainly sounds cute in theory.

However, their gifts ranged from not only some simple shiny rocks and flowers, but also to literal little animals and insects... Which were usually alive whenever they were the dark-furred monkey's gift, but were most definitely always dead in the ginger-furred monkey's case. Of course, you would still praise them as to not upset them... And while they were highly aware of your discomfort whenever they brought in animals and insects, they just ignored it. Then again, you never thought much of it since in your eyes, they were just monkeys. Just two simple, silly, little monkeys. Why would they respect your discomforts when they couldn't even talk?

Well, despite your little monkeys not being able to talk to you, they did seem to understand you. Which felt really nice, considering most in the village either didn't trust you or enjoy talking to you... So their company was very endearing and appreciated.

Especially in certain moments...

"What do you mean you're out of berries?" A tough-looking man asked, definitely pissed off. So you tried to stay calm and defuse the situation as best as you could.

"Sorry, sir... But all berries are already sold out. The last batch was sold a few minutes ago. B-But you could come back tomorrow and-" "I don't have the fucking time to come back tomorrow! I need those berries now!" He rudely cut you off.

"I, uh, understand, sir, but-" "I know you still have berries in stock! I can see a bunch in the basket over there!" He cut you off again, yelling in your face as he pointed towards the basket behind you. You grimaced a little in discomfort.

"Sir, those are berries I'll deliver after work to a woman who already paid for them-" "Then give her that money back or some shit, will ya?! Just give me those damn berries instead already!" The man looked like he would jump behind the stall's counter any moment now to launch himself at you, when you suddenly heard very familiar growling coming from behind the man... He turned around, only to see two small monkeys glaring furiously at him.

The man scoffed. "The fuck are those doing here? Are those your pets or some shit?" You gave your monkeys worried glances, not wanting them to get involved and get hurt. This man looked tough and would have no problem getting rid of two little monkeys...

But your monkeys were different.

Instead of backing down, they slowly approached the man aggressively on all fours. Their tails were dangerously swaying behind them as they snarled at him... While they could tolerate the presence of customers in most cases, this was one of the few cases where they really were just out to murder. All they needed was an opening...

Wukong then seemingly stopped snarling for a moment as he whispered something extremely quietly, to which Macaque nodded. While Macaque continued to aggressively approach the man, his brother gave the man one last glare before running up to you instead, launching himself at you. Startled, you stumbled back a bit as he jumps at you. And with seemingly extreme strength, he managed to knock you down to the ground behind your stall. Your stall obscured your vision of the man and your other monkey. You groaned a bit in pain before you looked at the ginger-furred monkey, who just smiled at you with a love-struck gaze. He didn't attack you or anything, his tail just swayed happily as he nuzzled you. You, of course, were confused by his sudden mood change. "Why did you tackle me-"

Then, you heard a scream from the man for just a split second before the other monkey's snarling suddenly stopped. Everything was silent. Suspicious and confused, you held the ginger-furred monkey against your chest while he continued to happily nuzzle into you. You then stood back up and looked towards the front of your stall... The man was gone. But the dark-furred monkey was still there, sitting contently like a good boy where the man once was. His tail happily swayed behind him as well as if nothing ever happened just now...

The man's decomposing body was found hanging from a tree by his own guts in the forest a few days later. According to those who found his corpse, his body was completely mangled. His face was seemingly ripped or mauled off, displaying his skull with his eyes missing. His rib cage seemed to have been crushed and his abdomen was torn wide open. Part of his organs were missing, and a single bloody peach was found buried inside the body. His tongue was ripped off and literally stuffed down his throat, as if it were there to tell him to forever keep quiet... Not to mention all his broken bones that were not just simply snapped, but crushed into pieces. The entire scene was extremely horrifying for those that saw his remains. Some sort of brutal demon must've killed him. Yet the reasons were unknown as to why this man would be murdered in such a gruesome way... What did the man think in his last moments? Was he immediately dead or was he tortured alive? The people of the village seemed to mentally point their fingers in your direction, however. Especially due to how you were one of the last people they saw him with.

That was just one of the strange happenings surrounding you and your monkey companions.

Something else the villagers noticed was the other rather recent murder cases looked similar, though less brutal. Whoever, or whatever, killed the other people also killed this man. But the other victims usually only had their abdomens be ripped open and their organs ripped out, for whatever reason... Though, they all were found with a single bloody peach inside them.

And of course, villagers kept you in mind as a major suspect. Which was sort of understandable since all those people were people who basically told you to get lost and fuck off, telling you that you don't belong in their community. The more people suspected you to be at least involve in the serial murders, the less people would stop by your berry stall. Which in turn made you feel sad and confused... Did you do something wrong?

Your two little monkeys noticed your guilt and self-doubt creeping in, and they didn't like seeing you beat yourself like this over whatever those other humans thought of you.

Thus, they decided now was the time to make themselves known and 'save' you from this unworthy village.

And what better way than to go out with a bang?

So, they decided to help 'sell' some berry bags personally and directly. They packed them up themselves again and snuck into peoples' houses, taking some of their coins and leaving a bag of berries everywhere they went. The two of them were extremely helpful. They came back to you with coins everytime, so you assumed they managed to sell their little bags to happy customers. All would be fine again soon...

...At least, that's what you had hoped.

News spread fast in the village.

A death was reported in the east.

Another further north.

Few more in the west.

The southern area seemed to have multiple dead people already...

People were dropping dead like flies everywhere within the span of just a single day...

The entire panic rising within the village only seemed to enhance your uneasiness as well. You were mostly outside around your stall after all... What if this so called serial killer found you? Or perhaps there was a deadly virus going around and you shouldn't even be outside in the first place...

You held your monkeys close in worry as you feared for their and your own safety, standing behind your stall once more. While you were feeling uneasy, your monkey companions only seemed all too happy and content with no care in the world as you let them nuzzle into you with cute little chirps. Sighing, you looked at all the berries you still haven't managed to sell. Feeling a little hungry, you decided to eat a few of the berries you had. After taking one of the berry bags the monkeys had packed, you grabbed a few of the berries and were about to eat them.

Suddenly, the ginger-furred one stopped you by quickly switching from clinging onto your chest to clinging onto the arm that was holding the berries, stretching his body from your arm up to your hand to clasp his own little hands around it, keeping you from eating the berry. He looked at you with seemingly slightly concerned eyes, shaking his head as he let out quiet noises, which sounded like he was begging you not to eat them. It was strange how strong this little monkey actually was... His tiny hands were preventing you from even opening your hand. The dark-furred monkey also seemed to join in on stopping you from consuming those berries as he nuzzles into your neck, wrapping his tail around the arm that's holding the bag. The sight must've looked funny to others if they were passing by, to be honest.

Confused, you decide to just listen to the monkeys and not eat the berries... Maybe they were just upset that you'd wanna unpack and eat the berries they had so nicely packed for customers earlier. Which would make sense.

Another day had passed and...

Where was everyone?

You set up your bags at your stall and were patiently waiting for someone, anyone, to even just walk past. However, everything was silent for a few hours. Dead silent for a village that had a bunch of gossip going around. Not even your monkey companions were following you this morning, oddly enough. This only added to your fear since those little guys were like your comfort pets.

Another hour passed and finally some sound was heard in the distance. Were those... screams?

Now more on edge than ever, you decided that maybe you should sit this day out on trying to sell... You didn't exactly want to lose your life to some massacre or virus after all. A bit panicked by the scream, you quickly tried to pack up the little berry bags into a basket. But as you were starting to pack up, you could hear a male voice fake coughing to grab your attention. Startled by the sudden noise after all the dead silence, you almost dropped one bag before you turned to face the person in front of your stall... Or, uh... Monkey...?

This dark-furred monkey seemed familiar... Maybe he was related to one of your little monkey friends?

He smirked at you as he leaned against the stall, his tail swaying slowly behind him. "Hey there, sugarplum. Did I arrive a bit too late? My brother and I heard you sell delicious berries here."

You waved your hand dismissively, nervous as you never had a monkey, or rather a demon in this case, being a customer. The nickname was also making you a little nervous, but maybe he was just one of those people who give everyone they see nicknames. "Oh- No, no- You're not late- I just... Didn't think I would get any customers today..."

He leaned in a bit closer to you. "Oh? Why's that? Aren't your berries said to be the best in this village though?"

"Uh, well... Yes, but usually some customers would've already bought some at this time in the day... But you'd be my first customer today." You admitted sheepishly. He only seemed to grin... You didn't know he could hear your anxious heartbeat. He knew you didn't exactly feel safe. But you were still trying to be calm and polite towards even a dangerous-looking demon him. Which he found cute. That's when his ear twitched as he heard something you couldn't hear, making his grin turn into a more... seductive one.

"I'm actually not here to buy any of those bags you're offering. I am interested in one specific berry from your stall, however."

You blinked at him in confusion. "...What berry? They're all pretty much the same?"

"Not all of them." He responded. The simian chuckled as he looked at you with intent. "There's one berry my brother and I have been keeping a close eye on for quite a while now, and we want to claim that berry for ourselves... It simply sticks out. Just like a delicious peach amongst a bunch of mediocre berries. My brother's words, not mine. But I do have to agree with him on this one." He then leaned in a little closer to you, still giving you this sort of seductive grin. "And as an honorable and kind merchant, surely you would love to fulfill a customer's simple request... Right?"

His deep voice made him sound so smooth, but his words and the way he said them also just sounded... Off... This was not a regular exchange for food, that much you could tell. But before you could reply, you heard another voice coming from behind you. "Well, well, well... How's business? Did I miss anything, Macaque?" You turned around in shock, noticing a ginger-furred simian behind you. Some sort of red and gold staff is held loosely on his shoulder as he smirked. Though, the thing that set you off the most were the clear blood spots on his fur, his clothes, and especially on one side of his staff...

"Nah, you didn't miss a thing. I was just mentioning what we wanted to 'buy'." Macaque responded with a shrug as he leaned back a bit, though still resting with his arms on the stall's counter.

They could clearly tell you were scared. And of course, as your beloved monkeys, they wanted to make you feel as comfortable around them as possible. So, maybe a little bit of an introduction would make things easier. The ginger-furred monkey raised his free hand with a little wave, smiling kindly as if he didn't just murder humans a few minutes ago. "Hey, peaches! My name is Sun Wukong. Legendary Monkey King and Great Sage Equal To Heaven! Also strongest demon you'll ever see as well as the most sexy monkey in existence- Aaaanyway, this is my sworn brother, and second-in-command, the Six-Eared Macaque." He said to break the ice, gesturing towards the dark-furred monkey as well.

"Just call me Macaque. And him Wukong." Macaque added with a bit of a shrugging hand motion. Then he moves his hand just enough to point towards his brother with a taunting, shit-eating grin. "It's much easier than Six-Eared Macaque and whatever the fuck long ass title Wukong decided to give himself." He grins smugly, to which Wukong huffs in a rather arrogant way.

"Well, excuse me for having achieved more in life than you." Wukong retorted.

"Great Sage Equal To Heaven was not an achievement if you practically begged for it."

"But Warlord was."

"You didn't even name that title in your introduction though??"

"I didn't wanna make them feel more anxious than they already are, okay??"

"And since when are you the most sexy monkey in existence?? That's bullshit and you know it."

"Hey! That title may be a tiny bit opinion-based, but it is an accurate description of me."

"Could you stop letting your ego go to your head for like five minutes? I'm still the brains in this duo. And the brain doesn't need the muscle's ego surrounding it."

"...Okay, now this is getting fucking personal, you goddamn hypocrite-"

To be honest, you weren't exactly scared at this moment anymore, just confused and uncomfortable due to them arguing and practically being so close to just claw at each other's throats over petty titles. Macaque rolled his eyes at Wukong before turning back to you, trying to get back on topic to avoid Wukong getting pissed at him over nothing again. "So about that 'peach amongst berries' talk-" Suddenly, Wukong quickly wrapped an arm around you, pulling you against his blood-stained armor with a grin. His annoyed mood immediately flipped like a switch to a more love-struck one again.

"Oh? Did our peaches agree? Was my pick-up line enough to convince them~? Did you tell them about the real us yet?" He hummed. You grimaced a bit in discomfort at him suddenly touching you so casually. Especially because you could tell he reeked of death... Was... Was he the one who killed those people...? The more you thought about it, the more connections clicked in your mind... The peach references, the way people described the latest murder of the man who yelled at you, the fact that for some reason it's all connected to literal demon monkeys...

Your heartbeat rose up, making Macaque smirk. "Well, not verbally... But I think they're starting to understand what's happening on their own. What a smart human we've picked!"

"Y-You- Wh- Wait what-" You stammered out in shock, definitely now more scared than ever before. Wukong quickly picked you up into his arms after making his staff seemingly disappear into thin air. His strength was no joke either as he clearly didn't struggle at all in holding you. His tail was happily moving behind him in excitement.

"C'mon, Macaque. We got what we came here for." Wukong stated as he walked a bit further away from your stall. You attempted to escape by trying to move out of his grip, but despite barely even gripping onto you, you were simply just flailing around a bit, clearly unable to escape your cage that were his arms. He simply ignored your attempt at an escape as he smiled contently, giving you a very familiar love-struck look...

That reminded you of your little monkey companions. Your heartbeat spiked and Macaque took notice. He raised an eyebrow at you in confusion because your heartbeat didn't change much since you started flailing in Wukong's arms. "Is something wrong, (Y/N)?"

You stopped in shock, looking at the dark-furred monkey with wide eyes. "W-Wh... H-How do you know my name?"

Ah. Right, right. You didn't know yet.

Macaque chuckled as he cupped your cheek with you still in his brother's arms. "Well, you see... We sorta picked up your name during the weeks, or I guess months at this point, when we were helping you around the village. You know, packing up berries and all that... We even made sure the latest batches had the freshest type of toxin for the best quality!" He grinned maliciously as he crossed his arms. Your mouth hung agape in shock as some tears gathered in your eyes...

"You... Y-You were those two monkeys...?" You asked quietly in disbelief... All those deaths... If they put those toxic berries in the bags you were paid for... Didn't that automatically make you a form of accomplice in their schemes? And you got paid for basically allowing them to kill all these people. You started to sob, "...Oh my god... No, no, no... This- T-This can't be- I-I would never h-help... kill- I-I d-didn't mean t-to-"

Wukong then leaned his head down a bit to kiss your forehead with a faint blush and a soft smile. "Shhh... It's fine, peaches. Don't cry. You can just put all the blame on us if that helps." He said quietly, trying to sound comforting. The warlord clearly didn't care about all the dead people, he only cared about wanting to see you smile. He summoned some form of cloud and hopped onto it with you still trapped in his arms. Then he gave his second-in-command a malicious grin. "Macaque, I'll take them home. Sweep through the village one last time. If anyone is still alive, you know what to do."

Macaque returned his own malicious grin as he bowed a little. And with his bow, a shadow-like portal opened up beneath him, swallowing him into the ground. Meanwhile, you could only helplessly watch as Wukong made his cloud fly high up into the skies at pretty high speeds. If you managed to escape his grasp now, you would just be dead. Looking back towards your village, you could see bodies lying outside, most had no blood as they probably died to the berries, but some were clearly attacked earlier by Wukong... You also witnessed houses collapsing within giant flames...

Even the sky above the village itself seemed to look doomed from afar...

You could even still see another human begging for help before being tortured by Macaque's shadows...

You were just silently crying as Wukong took you away to Flower Fruit Mountain, which would soon become your new home. Whether you would like it or not. You were theirs now. And it all simply started with some small berries...

If only you had known that even the littlest of things could snowball you down to hell.

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navybrat817 · 1 year

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I’m just gonna drop a little gift here…

LOOK AT HIM SO FUCKING GORGEOUS AND HOT AND 😩😩😩😩😩

Ok love you byeeeee✌🏻

LOOK AT HIM. I say nothing is perfect and then he comes along. And are we getting a glimpse inside of Smartie's mind?

Daddy? Sorry.

Pairing: Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Word Count: Over 760 Warnings: Discussion of Bucky being d-addy. Hehe.

A/N: Stud and Smartie nonsense. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

"You know what I don't get? The 'Daddy? Sorry.' thing," you told Natasha as you waited for Bucky to join you at the cafe for lunch. It was a beautiful day to sit outside. "Is it bad that I don't get it?"

"Not bad," Natasha replied, cocking an eyebrow at you and not questioning the out of the blue topic. "But what exactly are you not getting?"

"I guess calling a guy 'Daddy'," you shrugged, adding air quotes for good measure. "I've never done it."

"So, you haven't called Bucky 'Daddy'?" she smirked.

“No, I haven’t. I just said I haven’t called anyone that,” you said, holding your chin high when her expression didn’t change.

If there was one thing you appreciated about Natasha, she never made you feel dumb or embarrassed for any candid discussions you had with her. Even when she teased you, it was all in good fun. Bucky liked that the two of you became friends, though he preferred to be your main confidant. You felt the same way about him.

“But he isn’t just anyone.”

“I know,” you smiled, glancing around to see if he arrived yet. “He’s special.”

My future husband. I just know it.

“And you’re special to him, too. Can’t have Stud without Smartie,” the redhead said as you smiled more. It was nice to hear that. “Okay. In your mind, how would you describe a Daddy?”

You snorted a bit because you couldn’t believe this was where the conversation went. Well, you brought it up. You should’ve known your friend would ask questions. She did have a way of getting people to talk.

“Besides handsome?” you asked, getting a nod in agreement. You had to think about it before you continued. “I guess someone protective and maybe a bit dominant? Not in a controlling way, but in a ‘I want to take care of you’ kind of way.”

Bucky was the most protective person you knew. It wasn’t just physically standing up for you if he felt the need to step in and defend you. He cared about your mental well-being and feelings. And while he didn’t mind you taking the lead, he was very much the more dominant of the two of you. No matter what, you knew you were his number one priority in and out of bed.

“Go on,” she urged, taking a sip as she kept her neutral gaze on you.

A small smile touched your lips as you adjusted the hoodie you were wearing. It was Bucky’s, of course. “And I guess it can be playful and affectionate, like I want to tease him. Can you imagine if I called him that in front of everyone?” you asked, giggling as you pictured a couple of expressions he might give you from hearing the nickname. “But it’s also vulnerable, in a way, because it might sound awkward if I say it and he may not like it. What matters is that I trusted him enough to say it though and he might like it.”

I trust him to tell me the truth.

“Why do you think he’d like it?”

You looked at her without an ounce of shame. “Because it's that extra bit of assurance that I’m his.”

But it also says he’s mine, right?

Natasha gave you a rare wide smile. “Sounds like you understand it just fine.”

As if he sensed the two of you were discussing him, Bucky came into view. If your friend heard you whimper, she kindly didn’t call you out on it. Maybe she was used to you gazing at Bucky Barnes like he was a work of art that you had the privilege to touch.

Your brain tried to tell your eyes to quit looking at him like a creep, but you didn’t blink. You just stared at your man and tried not to drool as you took in his tight blue sweater and pulled back hair. His stance and size screamed “power” and you suddenly wished he’d bend you over the table and take you right there. There was also a softness about him that made you want to burrow in his arms and never leave.

Daddy? Sorry. Daddy? Sorry. Daddy? Sorry. OH. I fucking get it now. Is this a new kink unlocked? Wait, is it a kink?

“Call him ‘Daddy’ and I’ll pay for lunch,” Natasha offered as Bucky spotted you both and headed to the table.

“That’s a conversation for Daddy and I to have first,” you joked.

And knowing Bucky, he’d be happy with whatever you called him.

How do we think he'd react? Love and thanks! ❤️

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devil-acid · 7 months

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Warriors maybe?

I love your art style btw, such nice lines :D

the pretty boy

also thanks you very much

#linked universe #lu warriors #my art

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the-one-who-lambs · 7 months

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uhh hello!! sorry if this is a tall order LOL but I wanna ask, do you have any narilamb fanfic recs? :D I already read yours and I really like bamsara’s and I’m waiting for epicaandk’s to update (that one is my fav ever <3) but idk what to read now lol

Tall order?? Naaaaah, I'm always happy to give recs. Oh boy, I'm gonna go in reverse chronological order.

If you've read all of my narilamb fics (have you seriously? I'm impressed, that's probably well over half the 150k+ I've written for this damn fandom. Also, to anyone seeing this from a reblog, my stuff is over at onethirdofimpossible!) then here we go!

You already mentioned it, but The Rehabilitation of Death is excellent so far! This one is by @bamsara who is new to the CotL fandom but apparently not new to fanfic writing; they have a really popular FNAF fic and I assume the well-deserved attention this fic's been getting is a byproduct of the popularity they've already gotten in other fandoms. :D Welcome, bamsara! Many of the fic writers in this fandom are friends with each other already, but we don't bite if you wanna say hi.

Feel No Evil and Language Barrier, both by @payasita. I always love how payasita portrays this duo (in both digital art and writing), with so much sass and repressed loneliness, knowing they're stuck together for eternity and making the best of it. (And maybe falling in love, depending on how dense Narinder keeps being.) What makes these come alive for me is how well thought out the setting is outside the Lamb and Narinder. The descriptions and weight of emotions really pop here.

LITERALLY ANYTHING written by pavi / @i-eat-deodorant. Depending on how spicy you want your fics to be he has even more here. Character analysis, diction, pacing, etc. are consistently 10/10. Top-quality banter between a sassy Lamb and tired old man Narinder. We constantly bounce ideas off each other and inspire each other a lot but I promise I'm not hyping him up just because he's my friend oh my god please just go bless your eyes.

It Was For You, O Death by blueberry-muffin-massacre (if they have a tumblr, let me know so I can tag!). An intriguing alternative ending to the final battle wherein the Lamb chooses a secret third option by refusing to give up the Red Crown and still observing Narinder as the God of Death. So many details are so well thought out and duality their relationship is nicely characterized-- both genuine care for each other and also quite unhealthy. A fine line treaded well!

Confessional by jusmove (again, lmk if they have a tumblr). Been a while since I've read it, but I love how the Lamb chips at Narinder's very carefully built emotional walls. Their personalities are very well fleshed out here, especially Narinder's cognitive dissonance at being able to process love.

Confession by @thewitchoftheweed. I didn't expect a part two to this one, but my god I was so thrilled when it did update. Narinder and Lamb with their unique and parallel loneliness and their fucked-up sense of everything. Their relationship is very rocky here, and I love how they navigate it: with tension and eventual, pained acceptance. Mind the rating.

Of Character Development and Being Dense by @calliecature. A short and sweet narilamb classic. They're both mutually pining and one of them is too emotionally repressed to realize it. Guess who.

Not An Offering, But a Gift by @checkplzjuliet. Small confession fic. I especially love how Narinder's descriptions twist the knife of his situation here, and how Lambert is a total foil for him! There are a lot of good things happening in such a short span, which is impressive.

Also, if you think you've read all my narilamb fics... I do have a secret one out there too. Just so you know.

Happy reading!

I'm already friends with many of the people here, but if any of the writers I've tagged have been kinda wanting to reach out for a while but feel a little anxious... Don't be. I've made my best friends in this fandom by literally just waiting for some of my readers to get over whatever assumption they have that I'm cool and say hi. Or being the more confident one first.

#hannah's rambles #cult of the lamb #narilamb #cotl #fanfic #fic rec

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devourers-of-god · 2 months

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Hello again! As I understand it, applications are still open aha... I hope I haven't tormented you (sorry, I'm just wildly delighted with your work, and there are too many ideas in my head)

In general... it seems to me that it is quite difficult for Sally to open up to people, despite the fact that he is a very kind boy. It seems to me that he may be shocked by excessive tactility and emotionality

So, what about an overly active f!reader who likes to hold hands with friends, and hugs at a meeting, and kisses on the cheeks (sorry, this is literally me, and at the same time all my friends are not particularly tactile, aha ...). I was thinking that the reader might like Sal... how do you think he would react? And yes, it can be either fan fiction or headcannons, whatever you want aha. I will read everything with pleasure!!!

HI!! thank you SO much for the compliments, you are the sweetest! You are SO right about Sal D: ANS ALSO you do not torment me !!!! the requests are slow these days and im sooo happy you're taking the time to ask me stuff !I will do a one shot for this lololsorry this took a while to write, I had exams, school and work :P BUTTT I got my drivers licence LOLLL okep thanks for your request!!! and if you ever have more ideas, it will be my pleasure to try and portray your ideas with my writing!

SAL X OVERLY AFFECTIONATE READER

Warnings: None, fluff ? u guys are not dating lololol

Type: Oneshot

Oneshot -

Everyone described you with few words; bubbly, a social butterfly and VERY affectionate. You were not shy to pour your heart out to someone when needed, but you also were the first one to help a friend in need.

You always thought that being this touchy and nice to people was just common manners, until you be friended Sal Fisher.

Sal Fisher was an interesting individual, his everyday life was affected by years of torment explained by his flashbacks. He wasted a lot of his youth because Sal was isolating himself, not talking to anyone, not even his father. Even though his ''beloved'' father wasn't trying to help him to begin with. Though, this caused the young boy to develop an awkwardness to someone's touch and Sally could not properly explain to someone how he felt, he couldn't quite put words on his true feelings. Being touched, brushed or even just the thought of all this, made Sal feel something he couldn't even express. Sal was hollow, basically a shell of a human.

You luckily moved to Nockfell, the infamous town that your family wanted to move in so bad. You and your family landed in the Addison's apartments, there you met the tall Larry Jonhson. It was easy to get along with this guy anyway, you found yourself very lucky that day because the metalhead introduced you to Sal Fisher. You two will eventually end up together, but you don't know that yet.

For you, it was love at first sight. You Immediately complimented the way Sal presented himself. Basically showering him with compliments, especially his mask and hair. It wasn't your fault that you're this friendly, its the usual y/n. Sal Fisher felt almost claustrophobic by your gestures, weirdly appreciated that. You were not aware but this boy is secretly craving compliments, being this lonely for this long had affected the poor boy.

As the weeks passed, you and the blue haired boy hung out often, which made you delighted. You two were eating lunch together while the others had an art project to complete. Mr. Fisher and you were discussing when suddenly Sal made you laugh, your reflexes got the best of you and pushed him gently. Sal smiled to himself as his face turned crimson. ''God you are so funny, you need to stop my cheeks are hurting!!'' You confessed as you chuckled lightly. ''Pretty sure my name is Sal ,y/n'' your crush responded. You punched his shoulder gently, just as a way of saying to shut it. You knew that Sal was not introduced properly to your love language, but luckily you asked his closest friends about all of this. They approved to you that the masked boy isn't disturbed by it. It motivated you to not hide your true self, since your upcoming boyfriend is fond of it.

In an instant, the bell rang. You got up quickly and held Sal's hand to make sure he's following. You didn't want to lose him in the crowded halls right? Or did you just want an excuse to hold his hand? Sal figured this out but never told you.

Arrived to his locker, you were so happy that day and your nature took over suddenly, you peeked a small kiss on the cheek of Sal's prosthetic. '' See ya Sal! Goodluck with your math test-'' You yelled out as you escaped. You were proud of yourself too, you really liked Sal and the only way to show it is with affection and physical touch. You could not believe you actually did that. The next class felt like it was the longest ever, the school system was seperating you from your future lover.

Meanwhile, Sal's train of thoughts was going faster than usual. He froze in place for a good 5 minutes with his face hotter than when he had the flu. He thought to himself that you might like him, but Sal reasoned himself after saying that you probably do that to everyone. He wasn't so special, he thought. Normally, affecting gestures are not welcome for Sal Fisher, but you stood out. He actually felt great in your embrace. Even though he's not quick enough to hug back sometimes, he melts every time.

''Man I know you like her, you don't even let us touch you dude.'' Larry said after Sal reported everything of today. Sal closed his locker door a bit louder than he should've.

''Fuck off Larry. She's just different I guess.'' Sal retorted, what's left of his face turned a tint of pink, ballet pink to be exact. Sal thought to himself that he was pleased that the school day finally ended, they could finally go home and play som- Sal's thoughts were cut off by you hugging Sal as a way of greeting. He felt his legs soften beneath him. Sal's heart skipped various beats. '' Hi Sal!! Oh hi Larry! What are you guys up to after school?'' You smiled wildly as you got closer to Sal, which made him shiver. Larry started to smirk in a more of an evil way ''Oh I'm actually busy tonight but I know that Sal wanted to hang out with you y/n'' Sal bumped into him ''accidentally''.

Your cheeks flushed as you looked away ''I would love to! My parents are picking me up today so- text me okay?'' You ended your sentence with a small wink directed to Sal. You quickly left to go in your guardian's car. Suddenly you didn't feel like walking like everyone else, you were so happy you skipped your way to the car. Sal's jaw was hanging since Larry opened his ''dumb mouth'' as Sal would say.

''Youre welcome my man!'' Larry chuckled.

'' Get lost.''

HELLO!! hope you liked it :) I don't know why, im less satisfied with this.. if there's anything you guys think I should add please feel free to share your thoughts with me!! Per usual, stay safe and MY REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN!!!! its currently almost 1 am lawd goodnight friends :) P-S: we're almost at 150 followers!!!!!! very exciting :DDDD thank you!!

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audreyscribes · 3 months

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Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS: ☀ APOLLO: God of Archery, Art, Music, & Poetry, Prophecy, Light & Sun, Healing & Plagues, Truth 🎶

author's note: I had a sudden idea about writing some headcanons Camp Halfblood demigods being claimed and what it's like for each respective god and cabin, followed by a small blurb afterwards. Thank you for reading and please like and reblog! The order is not in order of the cabin numbers. [PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST]

When you get claimed, you're graced with a light haloing over you. It's so bright yet soft. You also feel warm but you somehow feel like its a warm hug and its Apollo secretly giving you a hug.

The Apollo cabin welcomes you happily and they all gather around, singing you a welcome song. Some of them break out into an Acapella, while some whip out their instruments out of thin air. You find yourself at least humming to the song and maybe even singing along, the words just coming to you naturally.

You’re shown the sleeping quarters that are nice and warm, and when you press your nose against them, you can smell the sun on them.

You’re also shown the ropes of the place, but most importantly where they treat the sick and injured. As children of Apollo, your natural gifts are used almost daily. If you’re not that hyped about seeing blood or the like, you’re moved away from the rotation and help out with other things: changing sheets, disinfecting, checking stock and getting stock, and so forth.

You’re still required to learn how to do First Aid though. Even if your godly parent is the god of Healing, you’re still going to have to learn how to do the mundane medical methods. Better learn how to do proper CPR just in case. Sure, you could heal any damages but it's better not let it happen anyway.

You just have candy in your pockets. You might think its odd but when you see a small camper hurt their knee and one of your siblings whip out a lollipop after patching it up, you realise you’re not just there to soothe physical wounds.

Plus, you have candy. What’s not to love?

Though, speaking of Candy, you didn’t know you had to help out in sorting candy and inspecting it. Especially any red candy or specific dyes used in them. You learn immediately that once ago, there was a period of time that the campers acted very intensely, and after an intense lava wall incident and an almost burnt down pegasus stall, it was discovered that some people had consumed certain candies containing Red dye 40 and was affecting the ADHD.

The Apollo cabin is the place to be for entertainment. There’s constantly music and art being produced. There are even beat poetry nights.

So many rap battles.

The Apollo cabin often has collaborative efforts with the Hephatesus Athena,Dionysus cabin. There’s always some big project happening and it’s always a treat.

Hamilition. Cats. Hadestown. Heathers. Highschool Musical- all the broadway shows and musicals you can think of, the Apollo cabin have it down pat. Along with the Dionysus cabin, you just perform and break out in song. Eventually Mr. D and Chiron let you guys perform actual broadway musicals or general theatre because there were too many impromptu moments that broke through the entire camp. No one has recovered from the D's (Mr. D, the Dionysus, and Demeter cabin) and the Giant Strawberry incident.

When you get claimed, light envelops you with a soft mysterious song playing. It was warm and you swore you could imagine arms hugging you lovingly. You’d imagine Apollo used the claim to at least give his children a hug. You hugged back and you felt the faintest squeeze back. Before you could dwell on it later, the light disappears leaving a faint glow on your skin.

The song you had heard had also drifted off as well, but it had spoken to your soul. Like it had been chosen for you. You saw a bunch of other campers stand around and begin going into verse, a choir of campers singing a song before you realized it was the same song from before. More and more people began to join in, singing in acapella, instruments being played, and people clapping along for the beat. You watched in excitement and you felt their music resonate with you, it went through your body, up your throat and before you knew it, you were singing along, leading it.

When the song came to an end, the singers cheered and clapped before you saw a boy with curly blonde hair step up, giving you a beaming smile. You thought he looked like a golden retriever.

“Hi! You definitely have the chords of a child of Apollo” he complimented, holding out his hand. You took his hand as you shook, “My name is Will Solace, and I’m the cabin leader of Cabin 7. Welcome to the Apollo cabin!”

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saltymongoose · 9 months

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ohh my goodness. i've been waiting to send these until requests were open bc i wanted to hear ur thoughts.

might be a little silly, but consider: matching outfits. player gathers clothing materials!! and coordinates outfits one day on missions!!!! even makes props!!! hijinks ensue. idk if this had already been disscussed before, but thank you for your time and consideration, ily. you are so cool <<3333!!!!!!! everything you make is so scrumptious!!!!! <33

Omg, thank you, this is so nice of you!!! :D ❤❤❤❤ I love this art so much, you have no idea - the way you portray the boys here fits so well (as always lol). And the memes too omg!! I can't even put it into words to be honest with you, these are just excellent. I do feel slightly bad for that random grunt though, something tells me they'll be sleeping with one eye open after seeing that lmao.

(Also, thank you so much for the compliments too of course, you're far too kind. (˶⸃ ⴰ⸃˶)♡ I could say the same to you btw; your art is always just *chef's kiss* perfection.)

Anyhow, I've actually thought a bit about this scenario before, but this just inspired me, so I wrote some short hcs for you. Hope you like them! <3:

The Player Matches Outfits with Them ft. The Main 3 + 2BDamned

(TW: Yandere, Obsessive Behavior)

- [2BDAMNED] -

2BDamned knew that you had been working on a little project - one that you tried to keep as secret as possible. He was curious, but not enough to encroach on whatever boundary you set regarding it. All he knew from your rather lackadaisical explanation was that he'd be very surprised when he saw. And, well, he was.

The first conscious thought in 2BDamned's head is the question of how you've managed to make a mask that looks so similar to his without borrowing the original. It's really spot on; the seams are in the exact same place, and even if yours has to have been configured differently to fit your more human facial features, the silhouette is exactly the same.

(In the end, he concludes that you simply must've studied his appearance for a while to truly replicate his mask, which makes him feel almost giddy in a way he might've deemed embarrassing before meeting you. But now he's just overcome with happiness that you were obviously interested enough in him to do this.)

He openly praises your skill in sewing, knowing that grunt clothing is ordinarily much too large for you. And you'd notice how the fondness he holds for you seeps into the words, his gaze lingering on you in a way that left you feeling warm.

If you could see underneath his own mask, you'd be able to see the smile he was unable to bite back as well, and the flush that he'd try to will away otherwise. And while he is incredibly impressed (and happy) at what you've managed to put together, he will mention that you could also borrow his actual things once in a while, if you feel so inclined. He just happens to think one of his own jackets might suit you too.

(Of course, he doesn't miss the chance to lean real close to adjust your mask as he says this either, just to fluster you even more. You really have no idea how cute you are, especially looking like this.)

- [DEIMOS] -

A full minute of unintelligible sputtering leaves Deimos' lips the moment he sees your new outfit, and you laugh at the way his face goes bright red. When you said you had a surprise, this was one of the last things he expected.

Luckily for him, he's able to quickly gather his composure, and his excited ramblings turn into smooth flirts that'll leave you blushing instead of him. Expect all sorts of comments about how cute you looked dressed up like him, and praises about how you look even better in his fit than he does.

He insists on taking a ton of pictures together, and you can bet he keeps his favorite in his wallet. (It's one of your faces smushed together as you both grin at the camera, making a heart with your hands.)

He considers this a total power-couple thing; matching shirts are so low-effort compared to this, if anything it shows you perfect you are together. Although there is one thing he'd help you change from your original DIY version of his outfit - those sheet-metal dog tags you made can't compare to the real thing in his opinion, so why don't you just use one of his instead?

Also, don't think he won't take advantage of the fact that you both are the only ones with headsets. Even if yours isn't functioning (because let's be honest, finding one in working condition would be difficult), he'll fix it up quickly just so he can talk more directly to you during missions. And whenever else he wants to, to the irritation of the other three.

- [SANFORD] -

Sanford would consider his outfit to be fairly standard, but he recognized that you were emulating him the moment you slid the sunglasses on. And he couldn't stop the goofy smile from splitting his face when he realized it either, not even attempting to hide his amusement at what you've done.

(He only gets visibly happier when you 'threateningly' brandish your wire hook in his direction. You really put a lot of thought into this, didn't you?)

While Sanford has the amount of restraint in him to not openly brag about you doing this, he can't deny the rush of satisfaction he gets from seeing you in what is an unmistakable homage to him. If you look closely, you'll see him straighten up in pride whenever you come into view. (It's almost like preening, really. If he weren't so flushed, perhaps you'd think it to be more of an ego thing, but no.)

Although, he does show a little bit more concern about some aspects of your outfit. Like your boots, for example; he can't count the number of times he's gotten blisters while breaking in his own, so you should expect him to ask you if you need any plasters (or help bandaging yourself as well).

(If you decide to accept his offer, you'll find yourself questioning whether he ever officially trained as a medic before. He surely has the gentleness befitting of one, shown in how he carefully cleans your wounds and softly applies the ointment, his calloused fingers gently smoothing over the plasters on your Achilles heels afterward. Although you have the slightest suspicion that this tenderness from him is known only to you.)

Sanford will also make it part of his routine to pluck your glasses from your nose and clean them after he does his own. Afterward, he'll slowly lean in when he places them back on you to make sure he doesn't poke you in the eye. Neither of you mention that you could do it yourself, or that his decision to slide them back onto the bridge of your nose himself was highly unnecessary. Maybe he just does it to get a better look at the way you blink up at him and blush, or perhaps it's for some other reason, who's to say? Either way, you have no complaints.

- [HANK J. WIMBLETON] -

Your laughs are muffled under Hank's hands as he cups your face, tilting it up to look closely at you. His excitement at your new look is almost palpable; you can easily tell from how he's shaking and hurriedly looking over, his gaze never stopping on one spot for longer than a second. He just wants to take in everything about your new look, is all.

He'll almost insist on doing a mission with you wearing it, not only because the idea sounds fun to him (with his love of carnage and all), but also because it provides an excellent opportunity to rub in everyone else's faces that you chose to copy his outfit. Not theirs.

In a way, he also becomes just a tad more doting than usual. He busies himself with dusting you off, and adjusting your goggles and the lapels of your coat whenever another skirmish is finished. It's his way of checking you over and making sure your hard work wasn't damaged either.

(Plus, he'd hate it if this instance of you copying him was cut short because of some worthless grunts' attempts at harming you.)

You'll catch him sticking closer to you than usual too, and he does so for multiple reasons. First is that he just prefers to be near you whenever he can anyway (the warmth of your presence is one of his favorite things, and it gives ample opportunity to show off around you), but now there's also the fact that your outfit will freak out your enemies. As you can imagine, he enjoys that immensely, and what better way to improve this experience than to have his Player join him?

In a way, Hank also sees this as a sort of 'claim' you've put on yourself too. Wearing your significant other's clothing is kind of a thing with some grunts, and while he knows they aren't really his clothes, there's still some of that same sentiment there that makes him purr just a bit louder whenever he sees you in that new outfit of yours. It tells the world you're his in some way, even if not officially. So why wouldn't he be happy about that?

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