#and honestly with the amount of time and effort I put into these things I'm probably not charging enough as it is BUT LIKE.
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what does the grooming process look like for stellina and kep?
my 'process" for grooming is very much what i would call 'poor man's dog training':
get a silicone lick-mat
apply peanut butter very generously
slap that bad boy onto the front of the fridge/kitchen appliances at dog eye-level
groom while they're distracted
i start this process day 1 as puppies and continue it through their whole lives. should i actually be putting in the effort to actually train them to stand still and quietly for grooming without the need for food distraction? yes. do i? no i'm lazy.
or if you're asking about like, what grooming i'm actually doing:
hair: i do an all-over brush at least once a week (should do twice but again, lazy and not needed). takes like 20-30 mins. my 'schedule' for brushing is basically this:
red areas (behind ears, arm/legpits) are high-friction and very prone to matting. these you have to brush out at least once a week, no exceptions, or you will get mats. this is also very sensitive skin so it's good to desensitize them to brushing as much as you can.
yellow areas should be brushed at least once weekly to comb out any tangles and debris, but are less prone to matting.
and then the rest of them i'll brush through but that's about it, that part pretty much never tangles.
i normally just use a pin brush and slicker brush, and a metal comb for the yellow/red areas. sometimes an undercoat rake if they're very sheddy.
collies are 'dry' dogs - they don't really drool, and they don't have the oily waterproof coat that breeds like a lab or hound does, so they're naturally low-odor without much of a 'doggy' smell. i'll bathe every 4-8 weeks depending on what the weather's like and if their skin seems like it's getting cruddy. 2-3 times a year i'll take them to a groomer to have them do a 'deshed' treatment where they really blow out the undercoat, because this makes a huge difference in keeping them comfortable in the heat, and in how much hair i have to vacuum.
for stellina i've also been getting an outline trim (shortening up the yellow areas on the pic with long feathering) in spring and fall, it just keeps things cleaner and it makes a huge difference in the amount of time i have to spend brushing.
feet: i dremel nails every week, same PB-mat method as with brushing. every week is probably overkill but i think it's good desensitization and also i hate long nails on dogs so i'm a bit anal about it. collies tend to get long hair on the feet/between the pads, some people like the 'grinch feet' look but personally i fucking hate it so every 4-6 weeks i just take round-tip scissors and clean them up.
other: the rest i do as needed, e.g. if i see any wax/debris in the ears i'll do a clean with OTC ear cleaner and a cotton ball. one of stellina's eyes tends to be teary, so about once a week i take a warm washcloth and wipe them down to prevent tear stains. and then i vacuum my house weekly, sometimes every 2 weeks if it's not too bad.
honestly i'm writing a lot but what i've listed here is way less than 1 hour a week on average, collies IMO are not particularly high-grooming needs dogs (compared to, say, a doodle or OES that needs daily brushing and regular professional grooming). i find the grooming and hair totally manageable. i honestly prefer dealing with long hair because it tends to clump together on the ground, rather than short hairs that fly and scatter into everything. people tend to see roughs and go 'oh no way too much hair' but like, it is super manageable as long as you've got half an hour at some point each week to brush your dog. i'm very obsessive about my pets being 'neat' and i do fine.
sorry for the incredibly overly-long answer to your very simple ask lmao
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Overworked (Natasha Romanoff)
Summary: You end up working a little too much.
Natasha Romanoff x fem!engineer!reader
Warnings: Overworking, tension, stress, anxiety, sickness, fever.
Requested by the following bao bun: @splat-tasha
Translations:
1. Detka: baby
2. Malyshka: baby girl
3. Dorogoy: darling
4. Moya lyubov: my love
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Honestly, working with S.H.I.E.L.D was very well paying, well-rewarding, and worth all the effort you put into it. You loved building things for the agents, coming up with new designs for weapons and bringing them up from graphite on paper into metal on gunpowder.
Natasha had to admit, though...you overdid it sometimes. You'd sometimes lose days of sleep over some new variation of a weapon, or while repairing a broken jet. Now, the bags under your eyes had pretty much become your personal accessory.
"Detka, please, don't overwork yourself..." she'd mutter against your hair as she cuddled your tired body after you'd finally let yourself rest.
"I won't, darling, I swear..." you'd mumble, but it would end up being a lie within the next two days, maximum.
This time, it went a little too far.
The entire day, you'd shown small signs that you were slowly falling sick from the amount you were working. Starting with your sudden loss of appetite, to blinking for a few seconds longer than any normal person would deem healthy.
"L/n, I need this ray gun fixed, asap," one of the agents said, handing you the said weapon. You shook your head to clear your foggy senses and nodded, taking it.
Later that day, Fury called you to his office and described a new kind of weapon they'd need for a stealth mission, and of course, you agreed to have the prototype ready within three days.
"Hey, Y/n, can you fix my pistols?" Maria asked you after that interaction, handing you a box. "For some reason, the safety isn't coming on on either of them since my niece messed with them, and I cannot have guns without a safety lock in the house..."
"N-no issue, Keya..." you mumbled, addressing her by the wrong name in your tiredness.
"Keya?" she raised a brow.
"Shit, sorry, I meant Maria..." you apologised, embarrassed. "I'm a bit tired, sorry. I'll have the guns fixed by tomorrow, no issue."
She smiled and thanked you, walking away.
You continued to walk around and work like a corpse, and felt the need for several cups of very strong coffee throughout the course of the day.
Natasha felt her gut telling her something was wrong, and decided to go and check on you.
And thank every merciful god that she did.
You were a mess, your workshop was like a hurricane hit it and it then got ransacked by an army of wild cats.
Nuts and bolts littered the floor, pages were scattered across two worktables joined together, grease stained the floor, and a concerning number of coffee cups were strewn around.
She heard the buzzing of a soldering iron and saw you at a worktable which had some of the surface visible. Your hands, which were normally so steady, were trembling, and you looked like you wanted to pass out as you fixed the safety lock of Maria's guns.
You got a phone call, and didn't notice Nat as you answered it, putting it on speaker.
"Hey, Y/n, it's Phil. Coulson," came the voice from the other line. "So, um, I know you fixed my car earlier this week, but I got into a bit of a scuffle...the engine's not starting up and I think I screwed up the oil tank while I was at it cause this bugger won't fill up at all."
You exhaled heavily, putting a grease-stained, and shockingly blistered hand to your forehead, making another black mark appear on your skin. "I'll come over tomorrow to look at it, Dave."
"...Dave? What the hell?" His voice sounded confused and irritated, making you click your tongue in annoyance and sigh.
"I'm sorry, that's the thirdtimetoday..." you muddled your words together as well, making him as you to repeat. "I said it's the third time I've messed up someone's name."
"No problem, just can you fix it?" He asked.
"Yeah," you bade him goodbye and cut the call, going over to your whiteboard, where an array of tasks and their deadlines were listed out.
Natasha was horrified to see how many of them were marked for each day.
"Y/n, what the fuck?" Natasha gasped, seeing your hand shake and seeing you screw up Phil's name spelling on the board thrice.
You turned around and gripped the edge of a chair for support. You had a headache, and now were too dizzy to stand.
"O-oh...h-hi, Tasha..." you smiled at her.
"Don't you 'hi Tasha' me, idiot!" She stormed over to you, but nevertheless took your greasy hand in hers tenderly. "Detka, you are so overworked..." she felt how cold your hands were and immediately checked your temperature.
Fever.
"And you have a fever!" She gasped, "Why didn't you tell me you were sick!?"
"I'm not sick...am I?" Your eyes widened as you looked at the board, panicking. "No, no, no, I can't fall sick! I have so many things to give by tomorrow!"
"Y/n," Natasha's voice was scarily firm as she held you in place, forcing you to look into her eyes. "I am taking you home, and you will rest, or else."
"But Tasha..." you whined, but she was having non of it.
"Moya lyubov, moya dorogoya," she sighed, petting your hair and speaking as if you were a five year old, "You need rest, otherwise you'll fall sicker. Now, go and wait in the car."
"...yes, Tasha..." you mumbled like a five year old, and walked off.
Natasha was like an angry mama bear as she stormed into Nick Fury's office.
"Nicholas Fury, how dare you run Y/n to such levels of exhaustion that she's fallen sick!" She exclaimed, seething. "She has a fever, she is literally stumbling around and surviving on unhealthy amounts of caffeine, and is mixing up people's names! How dare you treat her like a machine! she fixes machines, doesn't mean she is one!"
Fury sighed and remained calm in the face of the livid assassin. "Please, tell Y/n to keep her projects on hold, and that she has nothing to worry about because we will pay for this sick leave. Happy?"
"Very. Now if I ever see this happen again, I will commit murder, and it will be yours." She turned on her heel and stalked off, back to the car where you were.
She got into the driver's seat and kept you nicely warm in her jacket, till you both got home.
"Now, malyshka, please rest," she kissed your forehead and smiled after she'd tucked you into bed.
"Thank you, Tasha..." you mumbled. she lay beside you and gently stroked your hair, stopping after you fell asleep, and cuddled you to recovery.
Maybe overworking had it's own perks...
THE END.
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What about dorm leaders with Morticia-like s/o?
Friday, I'm in Love
the dorm leaders with a morticia-like s/o
cw- fem! reader, fluff, mentions of the boy's insecurities, reader being literally the hottest woman alive (author is a goth and loved this)
Riddle
He’s wrapped around your finger and he doesn't even know it
This man sees you for the first time, elegant and refined, and he comes barging towards you
Tries his best to maintain all the manners his mother taught him, but it's so difficult considering just how beautiful and smart you are
Loves dancing with you, especially if you end up guiding and taking the lead, he’ll be absolutely enamored with your confidence
His most favorite thing to do with you, however, is to show you how much power he has over other students, he thinks it’ll make you like him if he’s all big and strong
Honestly you couldn't care less
Tea parties certainly run smoother with you around, because the freshmen don't want to embarrass themselves around a cool and calm young woman like you
In terms of fashion, Riddle appreciates your monotone, sleek wardrobe, even if he desperately wishes you’d wear lower heels so he could appear taller
Riddle’s fiery ambition, and your cool, motherly personality is a combination no one expected
But the two of you know better, the differences in your personality only highlight your individual achievements, pushing you ever closer together
“Dear, you look absolutely exceptional, but perhaps refrain from adding spiders to your hair?”
Leona
Leona loves tough, strong women
(he also lowkey loves women who scare him)
He was first attracted to your confidence, how you turned heads just by strolling past, head held up high and heels tapping
He felt a sense of nervousness he hadn't ever felt before when he tried to ask you out
The two of you are both just so relaxed and aloof, with a hidden romantic side
He puts a considerable amount of effort into your relationship, more than he’s probably ever done for anyone, because you're the most special person in his life
Leona has a deep inferiority complex, and he wants you to know that he can provide for you and be the man you need
You have a natural deadpan sense of humor, and the casually dark things you say often make him laugh
He feels genuinely very calm around you, leading to a lot of afternoon naps
“Why don’t we continue our necromancy discussion after a quick nap?”
Azul
Azul is an appreciator of smooth, sleek and professional aesthetics like yours
By this, I mean he most likely cannot make eye contact with you until you approach him
Your first date is probably a ruinous meal at the Monstro Lounge where he spills his drink all over himself, he gets so humiliated, but you find it adorable
The way he stumbles over himself trying to impress you is so cute, you ask him for another date
The way that this boy worships your every step is noticeable, especially by the tweels, who consistently tease him
The similarity between your clothing is one of his favorite things about you, and he’ll always appreciate your sublime, elevated sense of fashion
“I decided to wear my black tie, to match your dress of course.”
Kalim
Sun x Moon couple, proving once again that opposites do attract
He definitely just saw you one day, thought about you for a week straight and asked you out straight up
Kalim had a bravery other boys didn’t possess, this deeply intrigued you
You tend to make deadpan and dark jokes around him, and he’s never once understood any of them in the moment
He gets it in about 3-5 business days
You give him a sense of order and peace, with your calm demeanor and relaxed attitude, while he gives you excitement, a rush of serotonin you can't find anywhere else
Kalim will complement any new accessory he sees on you, a big smile adorning his face
You two often do your makeup together before events, he usually finishes up first, and watches you because he loves to see the process of your look
“I absolutely adore the clips in your hair, I should buy a pair so that we can match!”
Vil
Power couple
Literally the both of you are so beautiful, everyone on campus turns their head around whenever you walk by
Vil thrives off of attention and compliments, so your affectionate and caring nature is much appreciated
He definitely asks to do your makeup and styling, but backs out when he realizes how iconic your look is, and how he really can't add much to perfection
He will however, help you shop
Anything you want, just tell him, he’ll buy it, he’ll just never admit he’s absolutely whipped for you
The sheer radiance and powerful energy is so much within you two
The jokes and humor you engage in almost break his perfect poised persona, he’s usually not a sucker for comedy, but you bring out his inner comic
“Darling, your red lipstick looks absolutely divine.”
Idia
Was the only one here genuinely afraid of you at first
I mean, you sorta look like one of the villains from his favorite mangas, and he all but avoids you
You find yourself intrigued with the quiet boy, and manage to find his room
Idia is literally about to cry why is a woman in his room??? This has never happened before??? The matrix is crumbling???
You two have a very hushed discussion, and he learns to fear you less
As a boyfriend, he still acts very reserved around you, he fears he might come off as annoying
Just gently ease him into talking about himself and his interests a little more, and you’ll have him ranting about his newest fixation in no time
The fact that you encourage him in his pursuits is something he’s never had before
Idia is actually so amazed by your beauty, he literally pauses and stares at you sometimes
We all know how cool his more formal clothes are, so when he’s inevitably forced to leave his room, he knows he has you to keep him a little more calm
“Everyone here is looking at us, c-can we go home now?”
Malleus
The two of you are an absolutely regal couple, and he knows you are absolutely fit to be his queen
Malleus is attracted to you because of your vast intellect, your cunning nature and your refined taste
(and also because you genuinely enjoy his late night talks about gargoyles)
He makes sure to treat you with the utmost respect and dignity, reserved only for a woman of the court, guiding you gently with his extended hand, dancing with you to slow music, and of course helping you trim your thorns
Our dragon boy knows how to treat a lady, but he might have some trouble picking up on your deadpan humor, and he often just thinks your being serious
Your aesthetics match completely, allowing for the two of you to swap clothing and trade accessories
He knows what he wants in a partner, and you manage to fit completely
Malleus knows people often find him creepy or unnerving, and he knows it's the same for you, there’s a bond formed through your societal isolation
Malleus also makes sure you know he’s in love with you every day, through his kind words and his kinder actions
“Keep me in your thoughts dearest, so that I may become yours forever.”
#reader insert#female reader#fanfic#fanfiction#fem!reader#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland x female reader#riddle rosehearts#riddle rosehearts x reader#leona kingscholar#leona kingscholar x reader#azul ashengrotto x reader#azul ashengrotto#kalim al asim#kalim al asim x reader#vil shoenheit x reader#vil shoenheit#idia shroud x reader#idia shroud#malleus draconia x reader#malleus draconia#twst x reader#twst dorm heads#twst dorm leaders#dorm leaders#tsunotarou#vil schoenheit x reader#fluff#fluffy#fluff fic
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ok, I'm too cowardly to actually reply to your post about Rolan/ Dammon headcannons/ prompts but here are a few:
Rolan:
-He finally gets to be hero, he saves Tav from some scenario and when Tav is thanking him he has no idea what to do with himself.
-Cal and Lia being siblings and absolutely embarrassing him anytime Tav is around. (Sharing embarrassing but endearing stories from when they were younger, hinting at his feelings for Tav, making kissy faces from behind Tav when he's trying to have a conversation.)
-Also, I just have a feeling that he's a jealous green monster whenever someone who isn't any one the companions try and talk to Tav.. especially if its another wizard.
Dammon:
-Him trying to muster up the courage to ask Tav out when he has his shop in Baulders Gate.
-Dammon would 100% be the type who wants to court someone the 'proper' way, but could be convinced otherwise.
-He seems like he would act like a love sick puppy when he's in love.
Thank you for this delicious bouquet of ideas!! 🖤 Twirling my hair over these!! I do want to save a few for fics, but I couldn’t look at this in my inbox any longer without writing out some headcanons:
Rolan
[Cal & Lia embarrassing him around Tav]
The three of them have a super close bond underneath all the bickering. So the absolute second Rolan catches feelings, Cal & Lia smell blood in the water
Honestly they probably catch it before Rolan admits him to himself
When Lia starts to drop hints or Cal asks if he’s gotten up the nerve to kiss them yet, Rolan is like "what? stop being stupid"
But then he turns away & checks in with himself for a second & he's like "oh fuck"
Rolan makes an effort to only interact with Tav far away from his home, his workplace, the general vicinity of his neighborhood in Baldur’s Gate—basically avoiding anywhere they might run into his sister or brother. They already make him nervous enough
But once they start getting closer he also really wants to bring them home, so at some point, he’ll suck it up and face this potential trainwreck head-on
His siblings make light conversation over dinner about what Tav’s been doing or working on lately. Lia’s like “oh yeah Rolan mentioned that, you know he talks about you a lot, like all the time”
Tav’s hand silently taking his under the table is the only thing that could distract Rolan from snapping back
Somehow, Rolan is even more embarrassed when his siblings start genuinely reminiscing and telling Tav stories about the three of them growing up in Elturel
He’ll chime in if Tav asks him a question, but otherwise he’s pretty quiet. Rolan doesn’t want them to think about him as a refugee or an orphan
In his mind, he still thinks he needs to be powerful and significant in order to truly deserve Tav’s affection
If Rolan paid any attention, he’d realize that Cal and Lia talking up what a stubborn, protective big brother he’s always been is putting stars in Tav’s eyes
[Jealousy]
He’s so fucking jealous and it drives him crazy
Rolan likes controlling the narrative, keeping any vulnerability under control & well hidden from others, etc.
Falling in love with Tav creates a big complication in the way he usually operates
Once he’s master of Ramazith’s Tower, he has a certain amount of social obligations—hosting members of the wizarding community, professional gatherings, etc
And Tav is an integral part of his life now, so they'll always be involved to some extent
Midway through the evening, Rolan glances across the room and sees one of his colleagues talking much closer than he'd like to his beloved. As he watches, their hand actually reaches out to touch Tav’s elbow
Whatever he's doing or whoever he's conversing with is abandoned without ceremony
Rolan does that thing where he casually walks up to join the conversation and places a hand on the small of Tav's back, just resting there with a slight smile as he pretends to listen. But he’s staking his claim
In his head the gesture means step the fuck back, this person is with me. It’s honestly about as subtle as a sledgehammer
After they're finally alone again he'll probably want to fuck Tav on his desk or against one of the bookstacks in the Tower
Capturing them for himself and hearing them moan his name and making sure they know they’re his
Dammon
[Working up the courage to ask Tav out]
He’s been really glad their paths have converged here and there along the way, but nothing could make him prouder than when Tav comes to visit the Forge of Nine Hells in the city
Dammon is completely in his element in Baldur’s Gate
He’s pretty modest and down-to-earth, but he feels a swell of pride when Tav finally sees him running a proper forge. It’s how he always hoped they’d see him
And is it just his imagination, or does he see them…often? Almost every day they’re dropping by for one reason or the other, and they seem to linger to chat and watch him work
The hints that they’re interested are all Dammon needs to start working up his courage to make a move
He's alone and tied to his work most of the day, which gives his mind ample time to run through different options
Getting the timing right drives him a little crazy. So often Tav is in a hurry, or with their companions, or he's got a rush commission that he has to get finished
When he finally finds the moment, he’ll probably come right out with it & ask them out for a drink. He wants something simple where they can talk, plus smithing is thirsty work
When Tav agrees with a smile, Dammon drops everything, his leather apron snagging as he pulls it over his horns in his haste to get going
Gathers his courage and puts an arm around their shoulders as they walk
With anyone else Dammon would be self-conscious about how he smells like iron and smoke and sweat all the time. But if anyone can look past it it’s Tav, with everything they’ve been through
A feeling that's confirmed when they lean further into him with a laugh
[Being totally lovesick over Tav]
The definition of devoted
He would 100% be that type of boyfriend who likes to be always touching Tav when they’re close
Prefers to rest his hand on their hip while they’re side by side, maybe on the curve of their ass if he can get away with it. The contrast against the doting look in his eye is classic Dammon—sweet and hot
It's not a possessiveness thing, and he'd tone it down if Tav asked, he's just super into them & touching them feels natural
Just in general, he loves telling Tav yes and has a very hard time telling them no
At the end of the day, Dammon likes to pull Tav down to sit on his lap and talk about their days. He might stroke their hair or rub their back while he listens, just helping his love relax at the end of a long day
Dammon’s used to being a single bachelor and taking care of himself, but he discovers that he adores when Tav does little things to dote on him or pamper him
One night he comes home with the usual soot stains on his skin and ache in his shoulders to find that Tav has drawn him a warm, pleasant-smelling bath. Ignoring any mild protests, Tav insists on helping him peel off his sweaty layers and sink in, then loosens his knot of hair to gently lather and wash his locks. The feel of Tav’s fingers and nails massaging his scalp is the most loving, tender thing. Dammon feels like he could fall asleep right right there in the water under their hands
He calls Tav all kinds of pet names: darling, love, dearest, gorgeous, sometimes angel if he's feeling especially whipped
Dammon is one to say "I love you' freely and often, but hearing Tav say it back never fails to make him sigh with happiness
#mildly spicy#dammon x tav#rolan x tav#bg3 dammon#bg3 rolan#rolan bg3#dammon bg3#bg3 headcanons#bg3 spoilers#baldur's gate 3 spoilers
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Okay but also putting the panic aside part of what is going on here is that I'm feeling stressed because I'm feeling helpless; I could be cleaning right now but I am at work so it's just a thing that's sitting there hovering over me and filling me with anxiety so ignoring the specifics of my weird timing and odd mess situation, here's the "So You're a Disaster Guide to Preparing Your Home for Guests"
Here are the things you should be able to offer your overnight guests:
A clean and comfortable place to sleep with clean sheets, pillows, and blankets.
A clean and sanitary bathroom with towels (and, optionally, toiletries)
Depending on the space you've got, a comfortable place to spend time outside of the area they will be sleeping in (this may also be your primary socializing or relaxing space)
Access to clean dishes and a source for (at the very least) water (and possibly snacks/drinks/meals depending on the length of the stay and your relationship to your guests).
Here's a quick guide to providing those things in the shortest amount of time possible based on order of importance.
Make sure that you've got clean bedclothes and towels for your guest; if you do not have these things immediately at hand your first priority is doing a load of laundry to get clean towels, sheets, and blankets for your guest [and wash bath mats if necessary].
Tidy the area they will be sleeping in by clearing away clutter. Your goal is to achieve an unobstructed sleeping surface (so if they're sleeping on a fold-out couch or a futon in a shared space make sure that it will require minimal effort to turn into a bed when they are ready to sleep; if they are sleeping on an air mattress move any furniture blocking the mattress out of the way and inflate the mattress then make the bed; if they are in a guest room make sure that anything stored on or near the bed is cleared away then make up the bed). Provide a space for your guest to put any travel bags and provide a place near their sleeping area for them to put their phone/medications/glass of water/etc. that they may need in the night.
[This is where you stop and move on to the next area unless you have lots of time. If you have lots of time, completely sweep or vacuum the floor of your guest's space, dust the room, and ensure that there is a power strip or phone charger handy for your guest]
Make sure the bathroom they will be using is clean and functional (it's actually a tossup for me about whether you clean the bathroom or the sleeping area first; I'm less willing to clean a bathroom while guests are present than a sleeping area so I'd say bathroom first honestly). My recommendation for this is to do things in the following order (make sure the space is well ventilated):
- Spray a cleaning solution in the tub or shower, focusing on any problem areas.
- Let that sit while you spray the same cleaning solution in the sink.
- Let that sit while you use a brush and your preferred toilet cleaning solution to scrub the toilet bowl.
- Use a brush or sponge to scrub the shower/tub then rinse the shower/tub.
- Use a brush or sponge to scrub the sink then rinse the sink.
- Use a cloth with a cleaning solution or a cleaning wipe to clean the exterior of the toilet
- Use a cloth to wipe down any surfaces like the countertop
- Place fresh hand towels in the bathroom
- Sweep and spot-mop the floor then empty the trashcan and spot clean the mirror tada clean bathroom
[This is where you stop and move on to the next area unless you have lots of time; if you have lots of time do a full mop of the bathroom floor, clean the mirror, and dust any surfaces that need it]
Clean the kitchen in the following order:
- Put away any clean dishes
- Clear countertops of clutter
- Wash any dirty dishes or load them into the dishwasher so that the sink is clear and rinse the sink
- Use a cloth with a cleaning solution or cleaning wipes to wipe down countertops, dust appliances, and do a quick wipe-down of the range.
- Place fresh hand towels in the kitchen
- Sweep the floor and empty the trash
[This is where you stop and move on to the next area unless you have lots of time, if you have lots of time mop the floor, do a deep clean of countertops, clean and sanitize the sink, check whether your refrigerator needs to be cleared of aging food or have any spills cleaned up, clean the kitchen range, and clean the oven door]
Prepare a living room for your guests in the following order:
- Make sure there are clear seats available for at least every adult who will be in the household; pick up and put away crafts, toys, or projects that may be in the way of visitors.
- Clear the surfaces of tables next to any seating options so that a seated person could easily set down a drink; consider placing coasters on each of these surfaces so they are handy if someone wants one.
- Sweep or vacuum the floor as needed.
[This is where you stop and move on unless you have lots of time; if you have lots of time consider vacuuming the creases of furniture, dusting shelves and surfaces in the room, and possibly cleaning the windows.]
My approach to this is basically "if you were picking someone up from the airport at midnight and bringing them back to your home, would they be able to get ready for bed and comfortably go to sleep right away?" which is why things are prioritized the way they are. Things would be different if I were cleaning in preparation for a party or if I were having people over for dinner, this is just the 'clean a house after you get off work and before you get in the car to go to LAX' list.
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Dorm Leaders with an s/o who has never received a valentines gift
Wondernote: Later on I will put character borders, but I need to churn out this so they are not available yet, but they will be up soon! also yes, this is slightly self indulgent, since I have never been given a valentine gift in a romantic way, or even friendly way lol- also dearest apologies for making this four days late. Prepping for college and adhd kept me distracted.
Riddle Rosehearts
- Riddle would honestly be familiar with this feeling, any valentines he would have been given would have been taken by his mother.
- He tries his best, asking Trey and Cater for help on what kind of things to get his S/O, eventually deciding to get a bouquet of his s/o's favorite flowers, and a self made tart, without any oyster sauce.
Riddle had been waiting at the small, white gazebo in the Heartslabyul garden, having invited his s/o for a tea party with just the two of them. Soon, S/O arrived, greeting Riddle with a smile as they sat at the table with their boyfriend, him seeing timid and nervous. Before they could get out the question of if he was okay, they were cut off by Riddle, who gently placed the gift of the tart on the table, before handing them the bouquet. "Apologies, I'm not exactly sure what would have been a good gift, but I dearly hope you enjoy this. Will you be my Valentine?"
Leona Kingscholar
- He would put in the least effort until he learns his s/o never had a valentine, now feeling he needs to give more effort, putting all kinds of expensive chocolates and jewelery with a sweet note attached.
- Leona would definitely have called Ruggie in to go and get the items he needed for it, though spends the time to set it up, grumbling when he gets frustrated with it possibly not looking good enough.
Kingscholar waited at the door next to his s/o's class, his tail waving back in forth anxiously, as he held the wrapped heart shaped box, some necklaces and bracelets wrapped around it. When the class was over he waited until he saw his S/o and pulled them aside, handing the box over with a huff and a simple question, his face dusted in pink. "Would you be my valentine, herbivore?"
Azul Ashengrotto
- Definitely went in thinking that he would be completely fine, but began to panic when he learns that the s/o never had a valentine who asked them out or gave them something. Azul then begins to plan the best sea themed chocolates, using Monstro Lounge's kitchen to make the chocolates and molds.
- Azul probably adds some extra coins he had on hand, like the chocolate coin things with some nice shells to surround the chocolates, putting it all in a special edition Monstro lounge valentines box.
Azul nervously looked to his s/o, watching them enter the office as he kept the box hidden, staring them down until he finally mustered the courage, speaking "Prefect, I know you aren't familiar with this sort of thing, but please accept this valentines. I hope you accept my offer of being your Valentine aswell."
Kalim Al-Asim
- This man would immediately make such a big deal out of the situation. Expect a bunch of gifts as soon as the door is open. Kalim would go all out, making Jamil stressed and his S/o buried in gifts
- Kalim spends all his time getting gifts, making cards, and even preparing a special party just for his S/o. Of course Kalim tries to make some candies, but Jamil intervenes once he realized what Kalim was doing.
As S/O opened the door to ramshackle, a large amount of gifts fell through, nearly covering them completely, while Kalim laughed, entering the dorm, kneeling next to his S/O, a few small bandages on his fingers from cooking incidents before Jamil's intervention. "Heya treasure! You okay? Sorry that they fell on you- but- When you said you never got a valentine I just knew I had to go all out! So, will you be my Valentine?"
Vil Schoenheit
- Vil would be concerned from this, but is already planning in his head in how to give his s/o a great valentine gift, while making sure it was a healthy and fashionable item for his S/O.
- He has Rook do some recon (Stalking) so he can learn of things that his S/O likes or is interested in. Vil would even avoid some modeling gigs just to focus on the project, wanting it to be absolutely perfect.
Vil had just finished the gift that he made, and began his walk to his S/O's decrepit dorm, confident that his S/O would like the gift. Soon he arrived and opened waited for his partner. When they came out, he gave them the bouquet and spoke "Here Dearest, I truly believe you would love this. I'm sure this doesn't need saying, but... Would you care to be my valentine?"
Idia Shroud
- Immediately says "lol same" before Ortho has to tell him to take this seriously, so that Idia doesn't unintentionally hurt his S/O's feelings. After that, Ortho immediately gets Idia to take everything seriously, helping his brother get ideas of good valentine gifts.
- After a long time of idea searching, he eventually decides to try with his own flair to it. He puts a bunch of game arts and chocolates in a goodie bag, along with a few coupons for a video game store.
Idia walked up to his S/o, his hair already flaring pink along with his face. Ortho was surely watching from somewhere to make sure his older brother didn't wimp out, So Idia knew he couldn't wimp out. The flame haired male walked up to his S/O and nervously pushed the gift bag into their chest, hiding his face. "D-don't make me ask twice, cuz if you do my hp would drop.. s-so uh...be my partner for t-this Valentine's event...?"
Malleus Draconia
- Valentine's? What's that? He would have to ask everyone in Diasomnia about the event, just so that he can understand what the premise is. Sebek is crying as he tries to figure out who Malleus wants to give a valentine's to.
- Eventually he decides on a simple black rose bouquet, with some small gargoyle like ornament in the center, with lots of dark chocolates in a nice box with a black and green bow wrapped around it.
Malleus walked to the gate of ramshackle, a smile on his face, as he pushed the gate open, meeting with his S/O, holding the bouquet close before he gently held their hand, asking gently "My dearest child of man, I was told of this holiday and the proper gifts. Well then, dearest. Will you be my Valentine?"
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COMFORT FROM ME (everything will be okay.)
summary: genshin characters comforting you :,)
characters: aether, albedo, arlecchino, ayaka, ayato, beidou, capitano, childe, diluc, dottore, eula, ganyu, gorou, heizou, itto, jean, kaeya, kazuha, keqing, kokomi, kuki shinobu, lisa, lumine, mona, ningguang, pantalone, raiden, rosaria, sara, scaramouche, shenhe, thoma, venti, xiao, yae, yanfei, yelan, yoimiya, zhongli x gn!reader
a/n: genshin characters comforting you. this is the longest post i’ve ever written. with so many characters. so please please please like and reblog with comments (and tags), and if you appreciated this please give me a follow! i'd really appreciate it :") ps. if you hc traveler as a child/minor, this post isn't for you!
[aether]
— aether holds you close, rubbing his cheek against yours in efforts of slowing your anxiety-ridden breaths down
— he won't lie, he's pretty anxious for you as well; but he knows he has to keep his composure so as to not freak you out even more
— whispers sweet, calming words into your ears and will tell you that everything is going to be okay
[albedo]
— given that he's not an actual human, albedo does a pretty good job of calming you down
— brings you your favourite hot drink (with the right amount of milk/sugar that you love) plus a blanket so that you can curl up in his lap while he calms you down :3
— stays by your side the entire time while you cry :")
[arlecchino]
— slightly rough but when she sees you upset it is on SIGHT with the person who made you cry
— will go batshit crazy. just for you
— gives a very opinionated speech about how she would report this person who made you upset to the department head yadda yadda and it makes you smile
[ayaka]
— definitely freaks out a little bit but remembers what thoma does for her whenever she feels anxious
— holds your hand and squeezes it gently to assure you that she's there for you
— she listens a lot and doesn't talk. will let you spill out everything while she sits there and rubs the back of your hand
[ayato]
— keeps his composure and is somewhat like a steady rock
— will make you your favourite hot drink!! he remembers the little things about you so the right amount of sugar and milk and water etc
— brings tissues and a soft cloth to wipe the tears away from your face while he sits there and holds your hand
[beidou]
— she gets a bit more quiet because she hates seeing you upset like this
— slightly murderous look in her eyes because she will obliterate the person who made you this upset
— holds you in her arms the entire time she tries to calm you down
— wipes away your tears with her thumb
[capitano]
— doesn't speak a lot, he's more of a listener
— enjoys holding you in his arms :( the quiet comforter is good at that and his presence is generally very calming
— also he knows the exact way you like your fav drink
— will be out to murder the person who made you sad
[childe]
— hums a soft melody, the same way he used to calm down his siblings when they got upset. also kisses you a lot throughout
— (except that you get a lot more cuddles than them. lol)
— cooks you your comfort dish while putting it on your favourite plate with your favourite set of cutlery (the fork and spoon with the cute little whales on them)
[diluc]
— asks adelinde to make you a pot of tea <3
— plays a soothing melody on the piano in efforts to calm you down. he makes you straddle him facing away from the piano and lean against his shoulder
— presses kisses to your forehead while you spill about everything that made you upset
[dottore]
— bit of an eccentric comforter but thats okay!
— he enjoys telling you stories about his past research and it makes you smile a lot (the safer versions, i'm gna pretend he doesn't do anything sketchy just in case ppl @ me)
— i honestly can see dottore as a cuddler i'm sorry to those who disagree. this one's for @cxlrosii #1 dottore lover
[eula]
— she's.. not used to comforting you / other people so she's a little awkward
— but she tries! she tends to just sit and listen while giving an extremely violent opinion about the other party to make you laugh
— it works :) will bring a soft cloth to wipe away your tears as you sit on her lap
[ganyu]
— gets a little panicked but has to calm herself down before she can calm you down
— brings tissues and small pieces of candy for you for eat bc she believes that its a better medicine ;)
— also brings qingxins for you for some reason. 10/10 comforter tbh
[gorou]
— wraps you in this huge hug with his tail wagging and all!!!! super cute sight
— he hates seeing you sad. will cuddle you on the spot even if other people are around
— he lets you pet his ears longer than usual bc he knows it makes you happy :(
[heizou]
— i can't get the image of him straddling you while kissing you to make a smile appear on your face
— wipes your tears away gently while telling you stories about the arataki gang getting into trouble
— he might have thrown itto under the bus.. but oh well. heizou gives good cuddles okay
[itto]
— 10/10 BEST COMFORTER. will beatbox your troubles away
— also likes to throw you up into the air for some reason??? like you could be crying on the floor and be up in the air the next
— he's very careful though and he's super sweet about it. brings you to eat your favourite food afterward <333 lets you win onikabuto fights
[jean]
— sweet and comforting, just like her sister
— you get a little worried bc you can see the stress etched on her face and you're def worried that you're burdening her but she very quickly catches on
— you were not and never will be a burden to jean :( she loves you very very much
[kaeya]
— comforter SUPREME. 10/10. i want to cry so he will hold me in his arms and tell me that everything is alright
— sings your favourite song & also loves to cook you your favourite food while you cry about everything to him. lets you taste test
— he does this little nodding thing each time you say something its very cute
[kazuha]
— SINGS YOU LULLABIES <33333333
— also he wipes your tears away with his hand :") or his favourite cloth, the one with maple leaf print
— cuddles you on his lap right there and then!!!! will run his fingers through your hair. gives headpats 25/8 and will gently affirm you that you are more than what upset you
[keqing]
— a little bit of a tough lover but thats just how she is :")
— i honestly don't know too much about keqing but i love the idea of her taking a break from her work just to calm you down
— gives good hugs!!!!!! they're sweet and gentle despite her slightly brash personality and always make you come back for more <3
[kokomi]
— the minute you start to sob, she sets down her pen and brings you into her arms
— assures you that you're a wonderful person!!!! your mistakes do not define you or something motivational like that
— wipes away your tears sweetly + gives the best hugs and smiles afterwards
[kuki shinobu]
— literally the definition of your pillar of strength
— she's calm, collected, and analyses the situation pretty well so she can calm you down in the way you need it the most
— loves to run her fingers through your hair to help you calm down plus give her a smile (it works)
[lisa]
— she does this little quiet exhale when she sees you being a mess. then tells you "come here, darling"
— then gathers you in her arms while you sob everything out of you
— makes you your favourite tea + grabs your favourite book so she can read softly to you
— also cuddles you very well??? hello???????
[lumine]
— super sweet about everything
— assures you that you are not a burden and the only burden is the person who made you upset
— she hates seeing you sad like this :( will cuddle you all night to make you happy
[mona]
— being cheered up by mona usually consists of her swearing out the person who made you sad, as dignified mona can be
— also makes you tea (its cheaper than going out to angels share + she believes that her tea is better than anything else. you agree)
— lets you play with her experiments bc pretty colours make you happy :3
[ningguang]
— lady boss will buy you anything you want.
— a new bed? it's coming tomorrow. express delivery. inazuman sweets? you can bet that ningguang placed a hefty sum for a commission and now beidou is rowing as fast as she can.
— also you like to hear her just talk about anything bc her voice is so calming <3
[pantalone]
— enjoys listening, then commenting
— he likes to run his fingers through your hair while you rant and cry, gently offering you tissues and back-of-hand-rubs
— i think he would be the type to drop his work and come take care of you :(
[raiden]
— get ready for the lightning strike on the house of the person who made you upset because she is COMING
— absolutely hates seeing you upset and h a t e s the person making you feel bad
— listens to your problems with a (slightly) scary smile on her face bc she’s thinking of [CENSORED] [CENSORED] [SCREAMING] the other person. you love her tho <3
[rosaria]
— hurt her y/n? prepare for w r a th
— wipes away your tears gently and reassures you that you’re more precious to her than anything :( mwa
— will 10/10 cuddle you to sleep!!!! she wants you to have a good night’s rest. also bc im a sucker for bad bitches with soft spots for you :3
[sara]
— all the scary women are lined up LOL
— anyways. get ready bc the person who hurt you? her next target
— treats you to your favourite meal + lays in bed with you to run her fingers through your hair. will big spoon you
— another one where she’s your pillar of strength
[shenhe]
— calm and collected. will try to analyse what happened but will always default to your side
— steeps your favourite tea so she can distract you from the hurt + pain. will put it in your favourite cup as well
— don’t be surprised if the next morning you find a bundle of your favourite flowers on the nightstand next to you. she most likely woke up early to find them :,)
[scaramouche]
— another one of those who aren’t afraid to commit other person dies for you.
— though i’d like to think of all the fluffy things that could happen!! i like to think of him having a soft spot for you
— surprisingly good cuddles. it’s like he always knows what you need <3 pls pepper him with kisses after
[thoma]
— someone hurts you? get ready to be SPOILED.
— seriously. thoma is go big or go home. in this instance, you’re his home, so he’d just have to go big
— this man gives the best cuddles + hugs. will bring you out for a walk and to watch the sunset while holding onto you tightly, reassuring you that you’re more than what people say about you
[venti]
— tries to cheer you up first! lame jokes, a poke to your side, cuddles, whatever
— then he realises that it doesn’t work :( immediately proceeds to phase two where he kisses & cuddles you
— will take you out to fly because he knows how much it makes you smile!!
[xiao]
— doesn’t exactly understand how he can cheer you up… fighting demons somewhat relives stress for him (but at the same time causes stress..)
— will cook you your favorite food + let you hug him as he makes dinner
— tucks you into bed :( i just think this would be very cute
— “i’m here, y/n. no one can take that away.”
[yae]
— storms over to the person who hurt you and scolds them like nobody’s business. while maintaining that smirk and lovey eyes towards you
— a torrent of words just attacks the person LOL they’re left in such a shock that they couldnt comprehend (firstly… guuji yae is talking to them??? secondly… guuji yae is pissed off at them???)
— cuddles you the whole night while proclaiming that you’re the cutest most wonderful darling she’s had the pleasure of meeting and loving <3
[yanfei]
— gives the person who hurt you her meanest glare and storms off holding your hand
— but when the two of you reach home she just goes and cuddles you straightaway, constantly reaffirming the fact that you’re hers :,(
— she absolutely hates seeing you upset like this :( it breaks her heart. she’ll cook the both of you dinner and then cuddles you off to bed, wiping your tears away
[yelan]
— breaking news: mysterious incident in the early hours leaves people befuddled, one severely injured!
— yelan is sure to reassure you of your worth. she’s absolutely furious that someone would hurt her darling like this
— makes you your favourite snack and puts on your fav show. makes sure that she cuddles you throughout and leaves kisses on your forehead so that you constantly feel loved <3
[yoimiya]
— puts on a firework show just for you >:( the pretty colours just make you very happy + watching it with her? perfection
— makes sure to hug / cuddle / kiss you throughout the night bc she is absolutely flabbergasted (and loves watching you giggle when she uses that word) that someone would tear you down like this :( why are people so mean
— handmakes your favourite sweets! little dango sticks :3 anything yoimiya makes is the best honestly she’s so sweet
[zhongli]
— calmly listens to you as you cry, while he holds you in his arms :(
— he wipes your tears away gently as he explains to you that you’re worth so much more than some dumbass who can’t see that
— uses childe’s money to buy you food. and drink. and maybe a few sweets. and a new piece of jewellery. and a
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Velvette lover anon again!! Thank you for enjoying my rambles lol, I have a lot of Thoughts about Velvette (if that wasn't obvious lol).
I would absolutely love some dating headcanons about Velvette!!! I actually have a few of my own headcanons about her!!
- When you two first start going out, she views it as a casual thing. You're just a little side project in her mind, something to entertain herself with on her off hours.
- She's not one of those obsessive losers (like Valentino) who feels the need to always be in control of the one they desire.
- But that's not quite the case, as you slowly take over her insta page, as she starts making more and more time for the two of you to go on dates, when thoughts of you start slipping into her work day.
- She probably doesn't even notice how obsessive she belongs until someone like Vox points it out to her. She's quick to deny this fact, but she's never been one for ignoring reality and clinging to an idea just because it's "safer", so it doesn't take long for her to realize that she actually cares about you.
- like a lot. Like a LOT lot.
- though I don't think she shies away from this fact. She's adaptable! You don't rule the fashion business in the media age without being able to roll with the punches.
- She takes her newly realized feelings in stride, and actually makes more of an effort to spend time with you and romance you. Before she was fine if you got enough of her and called it quits, in her mind that just meant you were too weak to handle her. Now the idea of you leaving her fills up with a sickly devastation she hasn't felt before.
- Honestly at times it can across as a bit much (Velvette is nothing if but persistent) and at one point you will have to sit down and have a talk with her that amounts to basically "I'm not going to ditch ya! I really, really like you too."
- Now getting into more of the fluffy headcanons, I imagine that Velvette really likes dressing you up. She could spend hours putting you in different outfits and having you model for her.
- You hopefully have a walk in closet because she is gifting you a LOT of different clothing.
- Somehow Velvette finds that you make even the ugliest clothing look good, though she rarely ever lets you out into public without the "best of the best".
- Velvette will try to make you an actual model. It doesn't matter if you don't fit the "criteria" at all, to her you are perfect.
- It takes a lot of convincing that you're not ready to be a model. Your objections about "stage fright" being over ruled by "it's all online, babe! No one has to be in the room besides me!"
- Eventually you are able to convince her that modeling isn't for you, but she still keeps the photos on her phone for her to look at.
- Velvette LOVES matching couple outfits. Though she's a lot less obvious about it then other couples. The outfit doesn't actually have to match, maybe the bracelets compliment each other, or the couple scheme goes together.
- I feel like Velvette would really like showing you off. She knows that she got the best babe in hell and wants to rub it in everyone's faces. So expect a lot of public dates to fashion shows and fancy restaurants.
- Though, funnily enough, she finds that the dates she enjoys the most are ones in private. Where the two of you are cuddling on the couch watching shitty reality TV in un-fashionable tee shirts and eating a tub of ice cream.
- There's an intimacy there she isn't used to, one where she feels like she can let go of all her walls. Where she can be gentle.
I don't have any smut headcanons for her (I'm not the best at writing smut). So I'll leave that to you if you feel like it! Anyway I hope you like my headcanons!!!
UM GASP!?? these headcanons are the cutest thing i’ve ever read oh my gosh! i love your take on velvette it’s honestly so nice to read.
Infact, i’m going to save my personally headcanons (sfw and nsfw) for later because this has totally convinced me to write for velvette more.
Seriously like expect headcanons soon because she is taking over my brain
She’s my baby and i LOVE HER <333
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bro, I've been wanting to read a step brother for a while now and I'm SURE that only you could do something as good as I've been thinking. So, can you do one where Leon (RE2) is fantasizing about his little sister? imagining how he could fuck and abuse his little sister's big breasts 🥺
sorry i made u wait for a month but i finally wrote something :3 i hope u like it!! <3
tags: mdni. 18+. stepcest (siblings). afab/fem reader. masturbating (m). voyuerism (leon watches reader without their knowledge). he's obsessed with your tits obvi. not proofread.
He didn't mean to. Honest.
But he couldn't help but steal a quick peek as he walked by your room, your door open just the slightest bit. He could see your reflection in the standing floor length mirror, the one with those little strings of ivy wrapped around the top. Your room was always so cute.
You were rifling through your closet, the hangers clanging into each other as you pushed past each article, trying to find the perfect outfit. Leon couldn’t wrap his mind around the amount of effort you put into your appearance. You already looked perfect in his opinion, no need to waste all that time getting ready.
Biting on your sparkling lip gloss covered bottom lip, you pulled out a frilly skirt, a pretty shade of pink that you always seemed drawn to. Leon suppressed a groan when you bent down to slide your lounging shorts off, his eyes glued to your panties. They showed off your ass in just the right way, hugging your wide hips and barely covering anything. It’s like you were putting on a show for him, like you knew he was there watching you. Wishful thinking, to say the least. Knowing you, you would slap at his chest, calling him a gross perv for staring at his step sister before you would run off and cry to your daddy. And then he’d get an earful from his mom and that wouldn’t do.
He should really stop, walk away while he was ahead, but then you started to twist your hips to watch the material twirl around you. And he was fucking mesmerized.
It’s not like Leon didn’t know you had a nice rack, he wasn’t blind. Especially when you would wear those tight tank tops or those low cut shirts that you almost burst out of, or god that absolutely not appropriate excuse for a swimsuit you’d sport during the summer. Family trips to the beach would make his mouth dry and he’d have to run to the bathroom to jerk off at the sight of your wet body. He would never admit how quickly he’d cum, his hand covered in sticky white as he tried to catch his breath.
But this was different somehow, more authentic. The lacy bralette didn’t do much to support your tits, the slight movements of your body making them bounce. He wanted to stick his head between them so bad. Suffocate him between those massive things and he’d die a happy man.
You seemed content with your choice, nodding your head with a soft hum before you walked towards your dresser to find a top. Leon could feel his cock straining against his underwear, the tightness becoming too uncomfortable to ignore. Thinking fast, he pulled out his phone and snapped some pictures of you, your full breasts and perky nipples beginning to prod at the thin fabric, a sight too perfect to not capture. His eyes caught your own in the mirror for a split second before he bolted as quietly as he could to his room.
Leon slammed his door shut and immediately fished his aching cock out, gripping at the base as his head tipped back against the wood. He didn’t even need the pictures honestly, the image of your beautiful tits at the forefront of his brain. God, what he wouldn’t give to just feel them in his hands, to grope and squeeze the fat of them. They’re probably so sensitive, you probably cry out when someone tweaks at your nipples. Probably liked them being sucked on, too. He could imagine you pulling at his hair as he licked and bit at those swollen buds, your voice turning whiny as it always does when Leon teases you.
Maybe he could convince you to let him fuck them, let him slide his fat cock between your tits. All you would have to do is push them together a bit, just enough so he could feel your soft warmth surrounding his length. Surely that’s not asking for much, right? It’s not like it’s actual sex so it’s completely fine. Just let him use your body for a bit and he’d make sure you felt good, too. Leon’s a nice guy, after all.
He didn’t even realize how hard he was fucking his fist until he felt the familiar coil tightening in his gut, his mind running rampant with images of you and your fucking tits. It was pathetic, really, how fast you get him all worked up like this. It hadn’t even been five minutes and he’s about to blow his load, his tip practically drooling with precum.
The sound of your voice calling out his name made him tip over the edge, a loud moan slipping past his lips as his jizz coated his hand and dripped to the floor. He could hear your hurried footsteps come closer to his room, your palm banging on his door as you yelled at him. So you did actually see him, huh.
He wipes his dirty hand on his pants, stuffing his twitching cock back inside. He didn’t really care to listen to exactly what you were threatening or what insults you called him, not that it really mattered anyway. Leon had a pretty good idea of what he could do to get you to shut up.
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Cristabel and the proverbial sandwich
(Spoilers for Harrow and Nona the Ninth)
I have not known inner peace since I saw someone say, "But come on, does anyone ACTUALLY buy John's story about how the nun died?"
Because honestly, I'd just kind of gone, "Super random, very weird interaction, boy there sure are cult mindworms at play here," and moved on to the next page.
But as soon as I saw that question asked, the amount I did not buy that story hit me like a load of bricks, to the point I'm kind of amazed that I ever did believe it.
Two people. A locked door. A nuclear standoff. A close-range head injury.
On one side, a full-fledged Catholic nun—well done, that’s the classic—who's best friends with a staunchly atheist world-class scientist and believes, if we're to believe John, that Jesus's problem is that he didn't stick to office hours.
On the other, a woman described as, "A total delight. Effervescent. Kind to animals and children. A master of the sword. Did not have the intellect you’d ordinarily find in a sandwich or an orange, and was a sickening twerp into the bargain."
Oh, and in the middle, there's also a necromancer who wants to bring back his friends... minus any little details about things he they might have done wrong. He "knows where memory lives in the brain", and they "won't have any of it." And "guys as careful as me don't make mistakes," but then again, all that means is that if he kills someone, he did it on purpose.
C— talks her way into a locked room with John, who's on the phone threatening some world leaders with a nuke, expresses care and concern for him, and then... decides he needs more data on the soul? And kills herself to provide that for him?
I'll be honest, I just don't believe that John was an ordinary guy, totally normal, could be any of us, and he just got put in a really stressful situation and made some bad choices but who HASN'T done things they aren't proud of??? I reject that point of view completely. Like, Elon Musk in any given interaction probably is really stressed out and unhappy and having trouble responding in a way that's at all well-considered or emotionally mature, but that doesn't mean that Musk isn't also, at baseline, a deeply stupid, petty, immature, grandiose, entitled, egocentric person. No matter what situation you put him in, he's going to keep on being those things.
I think that John's initial idea was to put the entire human population of Earth, minus some necessary staff, into some giant cryonic freezers, and give the Earth some amount of time to rest and recover from the effects of human-caused pollution. A plan about which I will confess some hesitation myself; being told "just lie down in this coffin, bro, you'll only be a little dead, I'll totally bring you back to life* in a couple centuries (*98% effective!) " does not fill me with an enthusiasm to hop on board.
And then his project got cut. And he decided, "Well, if they won't agree, I can just make them agree." After all, all that end game needs is 10 billion frozen corpses hanging out in those tin cans, and a small team of staff left to keep the place running. How it gets there is something he can afford to be flexible about. If people won't climb in on their own, he can put them there.
So when C— or the nun tell him to stop focusing on revenge, to bend all his energies to saving the world, I think he thinks: Well, I am. He's gonna wash the earth clean at the end of this! He just needs to be able to set the dominoes in motion. He just needs to engineer a situation that will justify taking his nuke out of the vault and making the pieces fall.
A situation that would be sabotaged, ruined, if anyone made a true deep sincere good-faith effort to talk him out of Plan Nuke and called the legitimacy of this crisis into any sort of question. He needs to prevent that from happening.
Actually. Also. He needs one more thing than that.
He needs an excuse to use the nuke, but also, he's finishing his homework at the very last minute. He still hasn't mastered the soul. He does need a few more test subjects.
Maybe he let her in and thought: Two birds with one stone, eh?
#lis's tlt theories#the locked tomb#the locked tomb spoilers#ntn spoilers#htn spoilers#cristabel oct#john gaius must die
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I'm a super feminine/flamboyant trans guy - honestly the rejection and villanisation of queer masculinity is not only hurtful and isolating to masculine trans men but it also makes us fem guys uncomfortable. It makes me feel like the only reason I'm accepted in a space where my masc brothers are excluded is because I'm not really a man in their eyes, or I'm less of a man. And I'm walking on a tightrope because I don't know how much masculinity I'm allowed to show before they decide it's too much and exclude me too. It's infuriating to constantly have to defend and stand up for queer masculinity in spaces that claim to be safe
Bro you speaking the truth fr
Honestly I present myself in a hypermasculine way because I feel like I have to put in that extra effort to be truly seen as a man. Granted, 95% of it is genuinely who I am (especially the down to fight attitude, loving the gym, being interested in guns, hunting, axe throwing, and camping) but putting that extra "oomph" behind it is what helps me pass 99% of the time irl.
But I often find myself ostracized in many queer spaces, even at my school, because I refuse to tone down who I am for anyone. I've pushed back hard on anti-masculinity sentiments in my school's GSA, and a nonzero amount of people likely view me as an asshole because of it. I don't give a fuck though, let people be as masculine as they fucking want.
The only thing I can say is to keep fighting the good fight, and don't worry about what dickheads try to tell you. You're allowed to be as masculine (or not) as you want to be and you're no less of a man for it.
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Happy Ever After
Sum: After you got horribly injured on a mission with a loose special grade curse, Geto reaches his breaking point
Tw: Angst
(idk if I should make a part 2 with the happy ending)
He was doing so well. Everything was starting to turn back to what it was back then; that was before the incident.
After the whole vessel thing, Geto wasn't the same as he was before; and not long after that incident with Toji, Haibaras life was taken from a mission him and Nanami went on. Depression was clawing its way inside of him, slowly destroying his faith in humanity day after day.
Thankfully though, you were there for him trying to be bright enough to guide him out of the darkness that was slowly consuming his mind.
You were his anchor, the only thing left that he was holding onto, hoping to pull him up and out of the darkness of the abyss that he'd fallen into.
"Its alright, its alright" you hushed, "I'm right here, just breath.."
He had another nightmare, another one where it wasn't only Haibara and Riko who passed, but everyone he holds dear to his heart. The image of a bloodied Gojo, Shoko, Nanami and Yaga was all running through his mind, though the worst part of it— was you.
A few moments before opening his eyes, his incubus was already right infront of him. Your eyes were lifeless as he stared through them, body covered in a sticky mess of your own blood, your skin slowly getting paler and paler as you lost more of it.
"I lost you" he whispered with a shaky breath, "Y— you were...."
His eyes were blood red from crying in his sleep, breathing heavy and body shaking.
"Im right here Suguru" you whispered trying to calm him as you cradled the broken man, "I'm right here next to you"
Feeling your warmth, he calmed. He closed his eyes and held you tighter, almost suffocating, but you didnt seem to care, knowing that he needed to know that you don't plan on going anywhere any time soon.
Months after that, everything was shattered. Every progress, every effort, as well as every last bit of hope he had left in humanity slipped right through him.
For as long as it took for him to progress, you were there. You were picking up the broken pieces and putting them all together one by one; it didn't matter if it cut you one too many times, you still stayed, and you still kept on going, not giving up on the man you truly loved, and he couldn't be more thankful.
He cherishes the moments he had with you, he held onto them and considered them as treasure more valuable than any amount of gold or gems, he couldn't think of any other reality where he hadn't met you, he didn't even want to think of that.
Instead, you both have already pictured your life together. On a small but comfortable home in the province where there were only minimal curses, barely even any, raising a child or two, and having a peaceful and normal life away from the jujutsu world when the time was right.
You both even convinced yourselves that you would be able to drag Shoko and Satoru along with you, considering that Shoko could easily work as a doctor with her technique, and well, Geto was sure that he'd be able to bribe Satoru with a few sweets and praises.
Geto said that maybe he could work as a detective someday since it seemed pretty interesting to him, and honestly, imagining that, you couldn't think of anything else to better fit him.
But since you both were still so young, and still lacked a bit of financial support, you promised eachother to keep on going with your position of employment until the time was right, and Geto had no problem in waiting since he knew he already found the right person.
When Shoko was suddenly called when the both of them had the day to themselves, something felt off with Geto. He had this deep feeling in his stomach that something was wrong, and he couldn't shake the fact that, that something could have involved you.
It was unusual since Shoko has Satoru's number muted except for the one for actual life or death emergencies which, surprisingly Gojo only uses for actual emergencies knowing the stakes in the jujutsu world, and Nanami only ever texts, preferring it to a call though barely even does so, so Yaga was the first one that came to mind when he saw Shoko answering the call with furrowed brows.
He knew you were about to come back from a mission today. He thought that it was something that he shouldn't have worried about since you've already requested Yaga to only put you through low grade curses, something you could handle with a blink of an eye to be able to ease Geto since he wasn't fully healed yet mentally.
He was the one who asked Shoko to accompany him to buy a gift for you; when asked what was the occasion by his short haired friend, he simply said that he didn't need a reason to treat you nothing less of a queen.
Upon paying for a bouquet of jasmines and tulips, as well as some spicy noodles you oh so loved, Shoko received the call.
With one look from Shoko, he knew.
He had never ran so fast in his life with one hand pulling his friend out the door of the shop. Geto quickly conjured up a curse to be able to get to the school as fast as possible.
When he entered the building where injured sorceres were usually brought to, he finally saw you; and when he did, he felt his worst nightmare come to a horrid reality.
Your uniform was much darker color, seeing that it was covered in your blood, eyes closed, and face scratched and bruised everywhere.
He hadn't even realised that he started screaming, calling for you. He didn't realise that Gojo already appeared behind him, and was told to pull him out of the room by Yaga for Shoko to be able to help you.
His ears started ringing, not understanding that Yaga was explaining to him how a special grade curse suddenly appeared there. He didn't care.
That was his breaking point.
Now he stood a few feet away from your crying and shaking form, you were on your knees, quietly begging for him to comeback to you knowing that he was still able to hear your words, the moon illuminating his form slowly walking away.
He informed you that he was leaving for good with a letter, which caused you to run to him before it was too late, without you knowing that it already was.
There was no point in begging anymore. It all fell out of his ears anyway, because in his mind, hes making this world safer for you, hes trying to secure the future you planned together, he was trying to protect you.
"One day my love" he said while walking away, "When we rid of these horrid monkeys, I'll come back to you, and we shall live the life we always dreamt about"
"You and I shall soon have our 'happy ever after'"
#geto suguru x reader#geto x reader#getou suguru x reader#geto suguru#jjk geto#jujutsu geto#geto angst#suguru x reader#jjk suguru#jujutsu kaisen suguru#suguru x you#suguru x y/n#geto x you#geto x y/n#geto x oc
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to all the girls you loved before part 2
author's note: here's part 2!
pairing: single dad!mat barzal x reader
summary: being a nanny for rich people was probably the worst thing that ever happened to you, until you started working for mat.
warnings: children, rich people, mentions of absent parent
day twenty-nine
"i honestly think you're overreacting," your roommate, natalie, said from her position on your bed. "it's your boss' mom, not your boyfriend's. in fact, you weren't even this torn up about meeting jason's parents."
you were pacing back and forth in front of your closet. normally, you'd be in leggings and a tee shirt when you went to mat's apartment, but you were starting to wonder if you should dress differently.
"that's because jason's mom doesn't have a grand baby i'm in charge of."
"no, she just has a son whose heart you own." you stopped your pacing and sighed. "have you even talked to jason about this?"
the very thought of that argument made you want to bang your head against the wall.
day twenty-seven
it was eleven thirty p.m. when you got home from work. mat had a late game and then press afterwards, but you'd be willing to bet if he didn't have ella waiting at home for him, he'd be out partying with his teammates.
as usual, mat apologized for keeping you out so late but like every other time, you just waved off his apologies, grabbed your bag, and headed home.
your original plan was to hop in the shower and hop into bed, but that was all disrupted when you saw jason sitting on the couch.
"hey?" you said though it sounded more like question than anything.
"where were you?" he asked.
a moment passed. all you did was blink. "what?"
"it's eleven thirty, where were you? out partying?"
"i told you i was working."
jason stood to his full height, just shy of six foot. "why are you so defensive?"
you guffawed. "because you're in my apartment interrogating me before i can even take off my shoes? maybe that's why."
"i'm just asking you questions, babe."
you rolled your eyes and slipped off your shoes. "it's too late for this. i need to go to bed because i have to work tomorrow."
"so you're just gonna walk away from this? we're not done here."
"jason, i'm tired. i've been with a baby all day. can we please continue this conversation another day?"
he held eye contact before huffing. "fine."
"thank you." you walked into your bedroom and shut the door behind you, sighing in relief when you pressed your back against it.
a ding sounded from your phone. a quick glance down had you smirking.
mat barzal sent you $800.
thanks - mat.
day twenty-nine
"hello?" your roommate snapped in your face. "are you listening? i asked you about jason and you just zoned out."
you shook your head and ran a hand down your face. "the conversation was less than pleasant, but we'll manage as we always do." she looked unconvinced but you were too busy scrolling through your camera roll to notice. "so what do i wear?"
natalie rolled her eyes at the poor effort put into changing the subject. "i told you he wouldn't be happy with the news. you're spending a lot of time over there with mat." she paused. "go with jeans and a tee shirt. you're meeting your boss' mom, not the queen of england."
you rolled your eyes. "he acts like i'm in love with mat," you said as you stripped off your sweats and pulled on the clothes natalie suggested. "i barely know the guy outside of ella."
"i'm just saying, i've been talking to jason and he's asked me if the amount of time you spent over there was normal."
interesting. you paused, but decided to unpack that comment later. "it's just a job," you said. "it's no different than what i was doing for erin when her girls were still really young."
"yeah but--"
"but what? seems like you're both upset that mat is a guy my age, which i cannot control. besides, the money is too good to turn down." after pulling on your shoes, you all but slammed your closet doors shut, signifying the end of the conversation.
"are you okay?"
"fine." you gathered your bag and slid on a coat on your way to the front door. "i'll see you later."
and you shut the door without another word.
by the time you get to mat's apartment, you're a little less irritated with your boyfriend and roommate. mainly because you know how to be professional, and meeting your boss' mom with an attitude was not the best of first impressions.
you only had to knock twice before the door swung wide open to reveal mat's smiling face. and unlike normal, ella wasn't in his arms.
"where's ella bean?" you asked while walking into his apartment.
mat shut the door behind you. "hello to you too. i'm doing fine thanks for asking. how're you?"
before you could even stop yourself, you were spinning around so he could see you roll your eyes. "i don't get paid to talk to you, mat. i get paid to watch your cute baby." you looked around. "so where is she?"
"i should warn you," he started, sounding nervous all of a sudden. "it's not just my mom--"
"is that her?" an unfamiliar voice called out. "is that your nanny, sweet ella love?"
a middle aged woman rounded the corner with ella in the cutest little strawberry dress you'd ever seen. "i'm so happy to meet you," she greeted almost immediately. "i'm nadia." she stuck her free hand out to shake yours. "and you are an answered prayer."
"mom," mat groaned from behind you. "can you cool it on the overreactions?"
she ignored him. "when mat called me and explained the situation, i had no idea what i was going to do, but then he told me about how you just agreed and i could tell it took a load off his shoulders."
ella started whining and reaching for you. which you were grateful for, considering mat's mom looked like she was about to start crying and, well, you never did well with adult tears.
"mom, i think you're making her uncomfortable," mat said from his new position standing next to his mother.
"oh shut up, mathew," another voice piped in. "you always were embarrassed of your family." a brunette walked into the room wearing a smirk you'd only seen on mat's face.
"that's not it, liana," he grumbled. "i just don't need you scaring away the only other person ella likes."
"that's not true," you cut in before things get out of hand (or before mat unintentionally compliments you again). "ella likes most people."
"she just likes you the most."
"mat, really, you can't still be bitter that she wanted me over you last week--"
"i'm her father! she should want me more!"
"she does!"
mat reached for her, but ella shrunk away with a coy smile. "see?! my own child prefers you," he said with no real malice. in fact, if you knew him better, you might've even recognized the look on his face as the start of a smile.
liana, whose presence you completely forgot about, spoke up. "with an attitude like that, it's no wonder," she deadpanned. "but enough about that, we're gonna be late for lunch if we keep wasting time."
your brows pulled together. "lunch?"
"i wanted to thank you for taking care of my baby and my grand baby."
you spared a glance at mat who was biting his knuckles, probably to distract himself from the redness in his cheeks.
"oh mrs. barzal there's no need--"
"call me nadia, sweetheart. and yes, there is a need. where i'm from, rejecting lunch is an insult."
"mom, that's not even true." but she held a hand up to cut mat off.
"shall we?" she gestured to the door.
you exchanged a glance with mat who looked just as helpless as you felt. "sure."
by the time you made it to the restaurant, your arms and back were aching from carrying ella. in another life, you might've considered taking the stroller was worth the effort of pushing it through a busy restaurant, but in this life, you were an idiot.
"take her," you pushed ella into mat's chest in the most gentle way you could manage without dropping her.
"you good?" he asked.
"my arms are numb."
"one of us could've taken her at any point of the walk, all you had to do was say something."
you shrugged. "well, this is me saying something."
from the corner of your eye, you saw liana watching the both of you like an interesting tennis match, but you ignored it, there was no room in your brain for interpreting a stranger's gaze.
"this way, you four," nadia said before she followed the hostess to the table.
the five of you got settled, with ella in the high chair between you and mat. it was in the moment of looking at the menu that your heart dropped to your stomach.
"oh my god," you said.
mat looked over immediately, and maybe if you weren't focused on his face, you would've seen the concerned glances from his sister and mother. "what?" he asked.
"i forgot to bring her puree, she usually eats lunch at this time."
"oh honey," nadia smiled and pulled out some baby food and a bib from her bag. "we took care of that before we left. you don't need to stress."
you nodded and sat back, feeling the weight of the world disappear from your shoulders. "sorry to freak everyone out."
"i'll take that any day over mat's moodiness."
"shut the hell up, liana," he grumbled with no real bite.
"please excuse my children," nadia smiled. "you feed them, give them shelter, teach them right from wrong, and they still embarrass you in public."
you laughed before you could stop yourself. "i've seen worse," you said.
"oooo now this is something i actually want to hear," liana started. "what's the worst thing you've ever seen in all your nannying?"
"mat's cooking," came out of your mouth before you could even stop it. the very phrase sent everyone (but mat) into a tailspin of laughter, even ella giggled when she saw everyone else.
"it's not that bad," he defended.
"yes it is," his sister and mother said in unison.
you opened your mouth for a rebuttal, but the buzzing of your phone in your back pocket cut you off. confused, you pulled your phone out and saw a text message from your boyfriend.
when can i expect you home? or are you too busy getting lunch with your boss?
your fingers hovered over the keyboard. you didn't remember telling jason about the lunch, especially because you didn't even know you were getting lunch with mat and his family until you arrived at his place.
immediately, you started looking around for him. he shouldn't be there considering he had work, but there's no way he could've known unless he was spying on you.
unless he checked your location.
"you alright?" mat asked, leaning in a little so he didn't draw his family's attention, who were, for the most part, pretending to read the menu to not arouse suspicion.
you typed a quick "idk" and tucked your phone back in your pocket before you made eye contact with mat. "'m fine."
lunch in total lasted about two hours with mat's mom and sister sharing embarrassing stories of his childhood. they explained that his dad was stuck working and couldn't make the trip that time but would later on in the season. you stayed until it was clear ella was about to pass out or cause a scene. though this time, mat was in charge of carrying her back to his apartment.
"are you going to the game tonight?" liana asked once you were back in the safety of mat's living room.
you shook your head no. you weren't even aware of a game going on today. the only times you knew a hockey game was happening in town was when mat needed you to watch ella in the evenings. aside from that? you were clueless.
"you should come!"
"who would watch ella?" you gestured to the baby as nadia took her down the hall to her nursery. she was falling asleep on his shoulder.
liana waved her hand. "she can come!"
mat made a noise in the back of his throat. "it would probably conflict with her sleep schedule. we can take her when she's older."
"besides," you continued. "my boyfriend is a rangers fan so--"
"what?" liana cut you off almost immediately.
you blinked. "what? is that a problem?" there was a nasty feeling creeping up on you and you didn't like it one bit. it only occurred when you were arguing with jason or when your parents accused you of being too self centered when you backed out of a family gathering.
"no!" liana said. "i mean they're a rival of the islanders so there's that, but i just thought that maybe you and--" she glanced to her left where mat stood with his arms crossed and gaze dark. "...never mind."
"what?" you asked.
"i--"
"liana, i think mom is calling you," mat cut in. you recognized sibling telepathy for what it was but didn't bother even trying to decipher it. when she left the room, he finally looked at you. "i'm sorry about that, i don't want to ambush you or anything."
"you didn't, i mean, i was surprised by the lunch offer but i mean, i'm appreciative of it all." you didn't say anything for a moment, choosing your next words carefully. "is it, um..."
"is it what? you can tell me."
"is it a problem that my boyfriend is a rangers fan? i honestly didn't know until a few days ago when i mentioned you and--"
"how do you not know what team your boyfriend cheers for?"
"i didn't even know he liked hockey until i started working for you."
mat groaned your name. "are you serious?" he laughed.
you slapped his arm with the back of your hand and decided not to dwell on how solid he felt. "don't laugh!"
"i'm just saying it's kinda crazy you didn't know he was a rangers fan until a few days ago. how long have you been dating?"
"like...two years?"
he laughed again. "are you telling me or asking me?"
"it's been roughly two years." a yawn escaped your lips before you could stop it.
"you good?" he asked.
you shrugged. "didn't get much sleep last night."
"why don't you go home for a little bit, i'll text you if i need you tonight, it'll depend on if mom and liana go to the game."
"you sure?"
mat smiled and nodded. "get some rest, and i'll see you later."
as if there was some higher power controlling your face, you found your lips turning up at the corners and smiling back at him.
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Every Baby Needs a Daddy 17
Part 16
Eddie's chin was perched on Steve's shoulder, reading through the contents of the letter. There was a bunch of legal jargon that went over his head, but it was purely the fact that his parents sent it that document that spoke volumes about the kinds of people they were. Eddie also took to heart that fact Steve hardly ever mentioned them.
"And what exactly are they asking you to 'cease and desist'?" It was too early in the morning for such small print and lawyer-language. Eddie rubbed his eyes.
"Nothing they haven't said before. "I'm an embarrassment to them and they want me to stop."
Eddie hugged Steve from behind and kissed his shoulder. Then he kissed the back of his neck. As he did, he pulled the letter from his hand and then kissed his cheek.
"I'll let my people look over this, but there's no way they can order you to do anything. And if they keep bothering you, we can counter-sue for harassment."
Steve turned around in his arms and smiled. "You'd sue my parents for me?"
"Anything for my baby. I'd keep them wrapped up in court dates for years."
No one bothered his baby. Especially when he wasn't doing anything wrong. Just the idea of Eddie doing so made Steve swoon a little. This was exactly what he had dreamed of. Being scooped up from his humdrum life, filled with stress and anxiety and disappointment and being embraced by someone not just willing to love on him, but take care of him. Steve hadn't worried about a single bill since he and Eddie got together. The amount of times he'd pulled out his own money to pay could be counted on one hand.
"Hmm, I think we'll let them squirm a bit", Steve finally decided. "They don't get to stamp their feet after ignoring me for years."
And so, the letter was pretty much ignored in favor of other things going on. Steve didn't make any effort to be seen less in public. If anything, he was seen more, on the arm of someone from Corroded Coffin. Steve thought he'd be bothered by being photographed all the time. And while it was odd (he didn't know what the fuss was about him and Gareth looking at stationary) so far no one had caught him in any sort of compromising position.
He and Eddie had fucked in the backseat during a car wash and the most provocative picture the tabloids had was one of Eddie's nose buried in his neck, one squeezing his behind as they tried to do a quick makeout in an alley.
And any negative comments were not only drowned out by the positive ones, but they were also easy to ignore when he had a pack of men showering him with adoration.
One night, his parents called and while Steve would rather not been bothered with them, he felt like a shield was cast over him while he was cuddled up to Eddie on one side and the rest of his pack sitting around the living room. So this time, he answered.
"Hello mother."
"You think you're funny, don't you? You think this is all a joke? Have you even thought about us once? Honestly, every morning I wake up thinking there's going to be a picture of you with your pants down or you on your knees or some other-I just don't know where we went wrong with you Steven but this is truly unacceptable."
"What exactly is unacceptable about all of this? What do you actually know about it?"
Eddie muted the tv and gestured for Steve to put her on speaker so that they could all hear. Steve did and his mother's voice sounded around the room.
"We know you're running around with a bunch of musicians, doing god knows what, probably drugs and ruining our family name. Do you know how many times Irene Netting has had something to say about you? I swear the woman has no life but I can't refute the facts she's telling about you."
"You never bothered to get the facts from me", Steve said.
"Did you read the terms in our letter?"
"You mean the cease and desist order?"
"You are going to stop besmirching the Harrington name. By any means necessary. And if that means we have to drag you back home, well, thankfully there's an associate of your father's that's still interested. He's a beta, but beggars can't be choosers."
Steve could scent the way his pack felt about that and if that wasn't enough, the way they were glaring at his phone told the whole story. Eddie held his hand out for it and Steve gave it over, wondering what he'd say.
"Sorry to disappoint, but Steve is already home. And he's not leaving just so you can sell him off to someone twice his age."
"Who is this!? Steven Phillip Harrington, are you living with those animals?"
Steve refrained from making a comment about how beastly Eddie could be in bed. But decided now was as good a time as any to introduce them all. "Mother, this is Eddie, my alpha. Eddie, my dear mother."
Her sucking in a breath could be heard, clearly about to admonish her son again, when Jeff spoke up.
"You know, if it's just about messing up the 'Harrington name' all Steve needs to do is change it."
"Yeah, but to what?", Gareth asked, like the answer wasn't obvious.
It was clear to Steve and Eddie. It was clear the moment they locked eyes. Steve felt the need to bare his neck, to let Eddie claim that last part of himself and be joined forever. Abruptly, Eddie got up from the couch and got down on his knees in front of his love. Steve hung up the phone without ever taking his eyes off of his alpha.
"Stevie, baby, angel, muse of my soul", Eddie kissed his knee. "Would you do me the honor of taking my last name?"
Steve thought back to the night they first met, when he was certain he'd never have Eddie's attention for more than a night, if only for an hour. And now he was prostrated before him, offering his bite. Unable to help himself, Steve fell to his feet, wrapping his arms around his intended.
"Yes! Now. Give it to me now", Steve pleaded, leaning his head to the side to expose his neck.
Eddie hummed into his skin, kissing Steve's neck and even pressing his lips to that special spot in a tease before pulling back. Steve's pout was almost enough to make him do it right now. But he couldn't. He wouldn't.
"You deserve a proper courtship, baby. And a proper mating." They may have skipped a few steps, but Eddie was determined to show his beloved how much he meant to him. "If you thought you were spoiled before..."
Steve kissed him and then kissed him again. He couldn't wait and wanted it now. But also the thought of being courted, like an old fashioned courting from back in the day. He also couldn't wait for that. And Eddie wasted no time.
The very next day, Eddie went in full force. Steve was met with courting gifts, Eddie got the approval of Robin, and even the rest of his home pack when they barged in on the video call with Robin.
"I'll withhold my full approval until we can meet in person, Mr. Munson. But for now, you have my permission to court him", Robin said.
When Robin was finally able to come down and meet him, Steve was excited to introduce her. What ended up happening was that he had two menaces on his hands. But that just meant that Robin saw him as an equal and thus perfect for her Steve. And so, two months after announcing his intention, Eddie took Steve on a nice night out. After shopping for an eye catching outfit, they went to a show, dinner, and then when they returned home, Eddie took them right to their bedroom.
By now, their den and nest had become one and Steve knew that he'd never have to take it apart unless an item needed to be washed or re-scented. Tonight, as Eddie lay him down Steve reveled in the scents there. More than one item was fresh. The boys must've scented their clothes while they were on their date.
"I can't believe we waited so long for this", Eddie said while kissing at his belly. "Wanted this since I first laid eyes on you."
"That long?", Steve breathed out, squirming a little as he felt that sinful tongue on his hips.
"Mmm", Eddie hummed against Steve's mound, taking his time, loving that they had time. "That long. I've wanted you to be my mate, bonded and pupped up that whole time."
Steve released a small moan as Eddie spread him and then blew on his cunt, watching it twitch with anticipation. Eddie didn't tease for long, wanting to build up before he sunk his teeth into Steve's neck. Only when Steve was putty in his hands, filled to the brim with his knot, crying out his name, did he finally take the plunge.
When they were catching their breaths, still tied up, and Eddie licking at the new bite, Steve tried to speak between his panting.
"Me...me too..."
"Hm?"
"I've wanted this, since the first night too", Steve finished. "Wanted you forever." He rocked against Eddie. "Wanted you and your pups. The others too now."
Eddie reached down to rub at Steve's clit, making his eyes roll at the sensation. If that's what his baby wanted, his baby would get it. There was enough seed to go around to keep Steve pupped up year round if he desired.
"All you gotta do is ask, sweetness. Fuck", Eddie bucked up into him, making Steve yelp. The thought of him, round with any of their pups was almost too much. For both of them.
It only took a few talks with the whole pack for Steve to stop taking his birth control. Steve was so excited to announce it that he hopped on the first dick that he saw, which was Gareth's. Eddie found them like that in the kitchen, Steve bent over a counter and he took his own turn when he found out what the celebration was for.
Three months later, Steve felt a series of symptoms that had him going to the doctor. And by the next visit it was confirmed: twins. While the doctor was giving him more information, Steve's thoughts were wrapped up in the hope that it was not just Eddie's, but Jeff's too. His body warmed at the memory of having taken both alpha's cocks.
Pictures began to surface of him and his new belly, tracking his progress and of course, speculating on which member of the band was the sire of his new pups. But as the gossip and rumors spread, they made sure it was clear they were reporting on Steve Munson.
End
And that's a wrap! I miiiight do an epilogue on what happens after but for now, that is the end :) thank all yall for reading and leaving such wonderful comments!
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Aha, requests are open, aha. How would Leona, Azul, and Kalim deal with a secret admirer that often sends them flowers with special (often romantic *cough cough*) meanings? :DD I'm really interested on reading your take on this~
I was really excited for this request but somehow, I kept getting writer’s block when doing it. I finally have it ready! Hope you enjoy it. Thanks for requesting!
A Blooming Romance
Apple blossom and daisy: I prefer you before all, a loyal love
One day, Leona returns to his dorm room to find a small vase left on the table in his room. It had a mixture of white flowers and looked out of place among the manly décor of Savanahclaw. He considers its purpose, immediately rejecting having been put there by Ruggie. The hyena would not bestir himself for something as frivolous as flowers, especially if there was no benefit to himself. Honestly though, Leona hardly cares. It was pointless to waste time on thinking of such things, so he merely draped himself on the bed and took his usual nap, giving them no more thought.
When the apple blossoms started losing petals and the daisies dropping, Leona regarded them with a certain amount of cynical satisfaction. What was the point of such things when they’d only wilt alone, without any chance to achieve their potential of seeding and creating a new generation of blooms. Life’s not fair, is it?
Only, the flowers continued to arrive. He returned one day to see, not the dropping and discarded blooms, but a fresh bouquet gracing the vase. He frowned to view it, taking afront at the challenge to his depressing outlook. As though someone cared. Well surprise, now Leona cares enough to put effort into discovering the identity of the mystery sender.
He figures out you are behind it really fast, once he has decided to try. One, he has a great sense of smell and can pick up the lingering scent of flowers on you. Two, he practically lives in the botanical garden, so he’s probably heard you picking flowers there a time or two. Come on Prefect, at least try to make this a challenge for him.
He questions the meaning frequently. Not that he doesn’t know the language of flowers because, as a royal, he is familiar with the use of flowers to convey meaning. He has had education into such things from a young age, so he can be wary of accepting gifts with hidden strings or imparting unintended meanings into political spheres with a carelessly chosen gift. So, he knows what they could mean only, to you…what do they mean? Surely not what they seem, not for a second prince like him. But why does he still hope…
If you don’t say anything, neither will he. He is comfortable with the relationship you have and doesn’t want to make it complicated if you aren’t wanting to go there. He has had a lot of disappointment in life and really doesn’t want to risk more. He lets himself daydream about it a little bit though.
You stumble onto the path in the botanical gardens, nearly tripping over Leona. You carefully pat your bag, where a bouquet rests (thankfully undamaged), hidden inside. You wonder if you have a chance at slipping away unnoticed, not trusting yourself to keep your secret concealed from the sharp beastman. However, your contemplation is cut short when Leona cracks open an eye. After a moment of silence, he says, “Well? Are you laying down or not?” You realize you can’t just walk away now without rousing suspicion, so you set your bag carefully aside and lay down next to Leona to settle in for a nap.
You pull your bag tight into yourself, hoping to keep it safe from harm (and prying eyes) while you nap. Leona sees the gesture and says, “If you’re cold, you should come closer. Don’t expect me to take care of you later if you get sick.” You nervously slide closer to the lion beastman, until you can feel the warmth radiating from his side. You hope your extremely flustered state isn’t obvious to your crush and lay waiting, dreading to hear some comment or jibe indicating he has noticed your foolish behavior. You are so focused on your own apprehensions that you miss when he softly lays his tail over one of your legs, curling it slightly around as if to say, ‘this one is mine.’
A red carnation means love, pride, and admiration
When Azul returns from club activities and finds a bouquet tied with string sitting on his desk in the VIP room, his first reaction is to panic. Who was in here and what did they see? He sits at the desk and pulls up the security camera feed on his phone app. A shadow spirit was not what he expected. This variety, Azul knows, is connected to Sam’s Mystery Shop. As a fellow businessman, Sam will engage in any business for the right price, even flower delivery. However, that means the flower bouquet could reasonably be from anyone for any number of purposes. Rather than being satisfied at finding the office intruder, Azul feels instead overwhelmed with questions.
Azul has never received flowers before, nor is he particularly informed on popular romance trends, so he is left unaware of the bouquet’s meaning. Is this some land-dweller custom? If Sam is involved, could it be tied to some business opportunity? He really has no idea what this means but he does know what to do about that, research.
Azul goes to the library to research flower bouquets and customs related to receiving one. That leads him to researching flower language and... He bursts into the lounge, making a beeline for his VIP room. He sequesters himself in there with a book on flower language, getting more and more flustered as he finds the meanings to the flowers. Love…admiration…pride… and these were chosen for him? You now have one very flustered octomer sitting on the couch, gazing at the bouquet and kicking his feet wildly like a schoolgirl.
While before he was merely curious as to the sender and possible business opportunities, Azul very quickly becomes quite obsessed with discovering his mystery admirer. He does a complete investigation into the sender. Your desire to continue sending your crush flowers does you in. While Sam is as tight-lipped about your identity as you’d hoped, Azul arranges for Idia to pull security footage of the area outside the Mystery Shop. After combing through countless hours of footage, a list of suspects is made based on patterns of who is visiting the Mystery Shop around the dates of delivery. Now all that is left is to send Jade and Floyd to follow the suspects for confirmation.
When Jade and Floyd start following you, a sense of dread falls to the pit of your stomach. You’ve taken this secret admirer thing too far. You felt that your heart could more easily handle a rejection from Azul than being in a constant state of terror from being stalked by the Leech brothers, so you gathered your courage and decided it was time to confess in person.
When you arrive at Monstro Lounge and request a private conversation with Azul, you receive a very creepy laugh from Floyd and an even creepier smile from Jade. “I believe that can be arranged, Prefect.” Jade tells you and leads you to the VIP room. Oddly enough, Jade doesn’t even inform Azul that you’ve arrived; he merely opens the door for you and gestures for you to enter. You feel a sense of foreboding, this is almost too easy, but you enter anyway.
When you pass over the threshold and turn your gaze to the interior of the room, you notice that Azul isn’t sitting at his desk but is instead reviewing the contents of his safe. When he hears someone enter, he says, “Is there a problem Jade? I asked for some privacy.” You feel unsure about being here now. “Um, its only me. Sorry?” you say timidly. Azul’s head whips around to look at you. He catches your gaze, and his eyes widen slightly as a slight flush rises to his cheeks. You felt unsure if that was because of the awkward statement when you entered the room or other reasons.
“Oh…o..of course, Prefect,” Azul stammers, momentarily caught off-guard, “Do come in.” With a gesture, he indicates you should take a seat before turning to close the safe. You do sit down but at the same time, something in the safe catches your eye before it fully closes. Your first bouquet, tied with string, has been magically preserved and is being kept in the safe. You remember cutting the flowers for that bouquet from the botanical garden and tying them together yourself with some string you found in Ramshackle. After that first bouquet, Sam commented that he could easily take over that task, adding the flowers and arranging to your tab for a reasonable amount and you had agreed. The subsequent bouquets had been more professionally done up with paper and ribbon, making that first heartfelt bouquet so recognizable. And he’d kept it.
In the time it takes for Azul to turn back around and sit himself across from you in his chair, your demeanor has undergone a remarkable change. You feel a confidence you hadn’t had before, and your smile is a bright indication of this. Azul has a good idea of why you are here, having narrowed down the list of suspects greatly, but his own inexperience with romance has made him uncharacteristically timid. What will he do if this is all just some joke to you, another cruel taunt added to the string of harsh incidents that make up his life.
“So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company tonight, Prefect?” Azul asks cautiously. You smile back at him. “Where those flowers I saw in there? Must be pretty important to keep them locked up in there.” Azul’s eyes widen and he stutters back at you, “N.n.no! Its j.just…nothing. It’s nothing.” At his reaction, you know Azul indeed feels something connected to the flowers. You feel your confidence welling up and boldly stand and approach Azul where he sits behind his desk.
“You know, flowers have meanings. Are you curious about those? I could tell you some things, if you want.” Azul looks a strange mix of nervous and hopeful as he asks, “What do you intend to get in exchange for that information?" You place one hand on the arm of his chair and reply, “Oh not much, I’d just like to tell you in my own way. Is that alright?” Instead of speaking, Azul gives you a curt nod. You smile and swivel his chair before sitting in his lap. Azul’s composure entirely dissolves as you smile lovingly at him and declare, “They mean pride, admiration and,” you lean closer to whisper the last word in his ear, “love.” You sit there, enjoying the way Azul blushes and raises his hand to hide behind as he observes you from between his splayed digits. What you don’t realize is he is using this time to plan a contract for you, one that will keep you by his side. Before the night is out, he is determined that you’ll be agreeing, It’s a Deal!
Red tulip: I declare my affection for you
Kalim is an open person, inviting many people to visit him at Scarabia. So, he is not at all phased to see you in the lounge one morning, standing near a vase of fresh red tulips. When you startle at the sight of him and nervously look at the flowers, having been caught red-handed in your secret delivery, Kalim only gives you a hearty laugh. “Ah hah hah! Aren’t flowers the greatest! Next time, I’ll have to show you the flowers at my family’s home! We’ll have a big banquet in the garden to celebrate!” He then continues on his morning routine of visiting the magic carpet in his treasure chamber. Jamil trails after him, turning briefly to give you a highly amused look before disappearing behind Kalim.
Kalim is clueless as to your gift and intention. He doesn’t mean to be! Its just that he has fresh flowers around all the time, so he doesn’t notice that those specific flowers are a gift from you. Perhaps you prefer it that way? If not, you’ll have to be more direct! There is still time before classes; pull Kalim aside and tell him the flowers are a gift.
Your talk doesn’t go as planned. Even after you directly tell him the flowers are a gift from you, he doesn’t connect it with romance at all. He just thinks is a really nice gesture from a really nice friend. Jamil knows though. He knows about your crush and the flower’s meaning and everything. Just look at the way he laughs silently at you behind lidded eyes, he knows.
You have two options here; just directly confess or get Jamil on your side. If you can convince Jamil you are harmless, he might even help you out. If you start dating, then Kalim is your problem for at least part of the day. Actually, time to himself sounds rather nice. Once you depart from Scarabia, Jamil begrudgingly talks to Kalim about the bouquet.
You hear a knock on the front door and head to open it. You don’t often have visitors at Ramshackle, leaving you to wonder who it might be. When you open the door, you are tackled into a hug by Kalim. “Ah hah hah! There you are, Prefect! I’ve been looking all over for you.” You are taken aback by his sudden appearance. After the disaster of your near confession this morning, you weren’t expecting to see Kalim any time soon, let alone before lunch on the same day.
“Ah, Kalim,” you bashfully say as you gently return his greeting hug. “Umm, what brings you here?” He pulls back enough to look at you, flashing a bright smile. “Jamil explained it all to me. I never knew you liked to arrange flowers! That’s so great!” You realize he’s missed the point of the bouquet again and give him an awkward grin. “Well, you know…its good to have hobbies?” Kalim nods his head enthusiastically, as though that was a great point of wisdom being bestowed upon him. “I know! Jamil even said so too! In fact, he told me that I should invite you to lunch at Scarabia to tell me more about it!” Jamil, that snake.
You arrive in Scarabia, having been coaxed and dragged along by Kalim. You weren’t sure if you were ready to face your embarrassment from this morning again, but Kalim was so excited to hear more about flowers that you found you couldn’t refuse him. Lunch is being served when you arrive, curtesy of Jamil. A variety of Scalding Sand’s dishes are arranged on a table, using your flower vase as a centerpiece. Before he leaves you two alone, Jamil pauses to say, “I’ll expect you to watch over Kalim until lunch ends. I’m sure you can handle that, correct?” You give him a firm nod and Jamil seems skeptical but still departs.
Once alone, Kalim keeps up a chain of conversation. He talks about the food, the weather, classes; an array of random topics but each one discussed joyfully and enthusiastically. Finally, he seems to settle his eyes upon your flowers, and he recalls the reason for your visit. “Oh, Prefect! I nearly forgot about the flowers!” You jump and gaze upon the flowers, having forgotten them yourself. “Ah well,” you begin, feeling a heat rising on your face, “these ones are a symbol of affection. That you want to spend more time with someone special to you.”
Kalim beams at you before declaring that he’d love to spend more time with you too! You’ll have to come over to Scarabia more often. In fact, he’ll invite everyone and you’ll have the most amazing party! Ultimately, you are left unsure as to whether Kalim has really understood the situation. However, when Kalim stands, throws an arm around you, and leads you to the mirror; you decide it doesn’t really matter. You’ve achieved your goal, to spend more time with your crush. The rest can take its time. Even flowers know how to wait for their season.
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Pain | Jaemin Imagine #11
Title: Pain
Genre: Angst, slight fluff
Warnings: description/mention of period cramps -- i'm sorry
Word Count: 791
Author's Note: I mean the title and warning makes it pretty obvious, but I wrote this while I was on that time of month. Although I do have a group post for NCT Dream about periods, I wanted to write a little more about it for awhile now. Especially when my experience has been kinda excruciating lately lol. Anyway, please don't read if this topic makes you uncomfortable.
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It was 10 a.m. on a Saturday, and you regretted not sleeping in (you didn’t even know how you got out of bed, honestly). Instead, you were hunched over your laptop, typing up the third body paragraph of a research paper that was due next week. However, you found it nearly impossible to concentrate due to the stabbing pain shooting through your abdomen. Lucky for you, your lovely period came knocking at your door the day before. Now you were trying to endure the second day, where the amount of pain only seemed to increase.
A soft groan escaped your lips as you clenched your fists on the desk, willing yourself to push through the agony. But the dull ache in your stomach only seemed to worsen with each passing moment. It was driving you insane, seriously.
Then just when you were on the verge of breaking, Jaemin entered the room carrying a mug of hot chocolate because he knew you preferred it over coffee. His brows furrowed with concern when he noticed your tense figure, and he immediately caught the pained expression on your face.
Crossing the room to carefully place the steaming ceramic mug on a coaster near you. “Hey, you don’t look so good,” he said softly, locking eyes with you. “Are you okay, baby?”
Typically, you liked to keep your emotions guarded. The thought of your boyfriend seeing you in such a vulnerable state was the last thing you wanted, especially at a time like this. Despite your efforts to offer him a reassuring smile, it faltered as a new wave of cramps surged through you.
“It just hurts,” you muttered, firmly pressing your knuckles against your forehead.
Jaemin frowned, realizing this was serious if you weren’t even trying to hide your discomfort from him. He calmly scanned the room in search of anything that might help you.
“Why don’t you take some medicine? I can grab you some painkillers.”
But you quickly shook your head in rejection. “I’ll be fine. I don’t like taking those unless I have to.”
You heard Jaemin sigh before he moved to stand behind you. Then you felt his hands start to gently knead your shoulders, trying to ease some of the tension. On any normal day, your body would’ve stiffened immediately and you might have withdrawn. But right now, you were grateful for his touch and it did help a little.
“Maybe you should put your essay on pause for now,” he suggested, stealing a glance at your screen. “You’ve already done more than enough today. Come lay down with me and rest for a bit?”
Though you hesitated for a moment, your fatigue overridden any inclination to protest. After giving him a weak nod, you allowed Jaemin to lift you from the chair and guide you to the couch. With a deep breath, you sank into the cushion and curled up against your boyfriend’s body. He happily wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer.
Yet, the pain persisted, even in Jaemin’s comforting embrace. You had to bite your lip to stifle a whimper, as you felt tears prick your eyes. He picked up on your distress fairly quickly, his heart breaking at the sight of your pain. Leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead in hopes of bringing you some sort of comfort.
However, the sweetness of his gesture prompted the first tear to stream down your cheek. Perhaps it was a mix of embarrassment, gratitude, and frustration swirling within you. Regardless, Jaemin kept you in his arms and peppered a few more kisses atop your head.
“Shh, it’s okay baby,” he murmured, his deep voice barely above a whisper. “Just let it out, you don’t have to keep it in.”
As if on cue, you closed your eyes and buried your face in Jaemin’s chest. Tears soaked helplessly into the fabric of his white t-shirt, as you clung to him tightly. You weren’t the type to cry in front of others, but the relentless cramps from your stupid period had pushed you to your limit.
Though it stung to hear your sobs and feel your body tremble against his, Jaemin was mostly grateful that you weren’t bottling up your emotions. Holding you close, whispering soothing words of comfort, and his fingers lightly stroking your hair were all things that were second nature to him.
If he could take all your pain away from you, he swore he would in a heartbeat.
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