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Keanu characters + couples Halloween costumes:
John Wick:
John wants to say he doesn't do costumes. He complains, gently, saying he's too old to dress up anyways, but he can't say no to you in the end. He thinks you're funny when you suggest being a nurse since you're always patching him up all the time, but he also can't deny the image of you being a sexy nurse either. You also joke about him being a literal baba yaga and he finds that less funny. In the end, you two go as something that's actually as far from his work as possible, something simple and cute that ends up leaving John feeling happy he can have a moment of fun. Even if that is just staying in, watching cheesy horror movies, and giving out candy with you.
Kevin Lomax:
Unlike John, Kevin would totally go for the obvious with an angel/demon couples costume. He might even ask to be the angel just to throw people off, not to mention seeing you in a sexy devil's costume (especially if you're typically an innocent!reader) would really turn him on. He also likes to keep the costumes a bit higher class, so what you're wearing is not coming from the corner store or the mall. No, Kevin is buying you louboutin red bottoms to match a skin tight Alexander McQueen red dress. And, well, maybe the devil horns and tail do actually come from the mall...
Neo:
Neo doesn't want to admit how badly he loves dressing up. He likes being able to be someone else from time to time, just to get away from his typically boring on the surface life. He likely is asking you to be in 90s nerdy pop culture cosplay for Halloween, maybe even leaning onto the more goth side of media. He would take inspo from movies like: The Crow, Blade, Underworld, and maybe even end up asking you to be the Sally to his Jack.
Ted Logan:
Ted would love any outfit that he could easily pull off being stoned in. Think Shaggy and Velma (bill might even tag in as Scooby). Another great one you two cook up is Garfield and Hello Kitty, but Ted also adds that, Garfield is also, of course, stoned. There's also a possibility for you two to get into a lot of silly innuendos costumes as well, but with Ted's mind they would likely not make much sense. Possibility for you to convince Ted on a historic costume and getting him to take you back in time for period accurate clothing. Also, don't be surprised if it turns into a thrupple costume with Bill.
Evil!Ted Logan:
He would think couples costumes are stupid at first, and maybe even berate you about it (crybaby!reader watch out!). His mind would change when he sees there's slasher Halloween costumes at the mall, and he decides he and evil!bill can probably get away with more mischief if they're masked. He would probably try to talk you into being either the final girl from a slasher to reenact some fantasies, or ask you to be a sexy ver. of Ghostface or Freddy.
Constantine:
Constantine doesn't do costumes. He will likely not even end up breaking like Wick, and instead is a meanie about the whole thing. He shows up in that damned suit he always wears while you're out here in your cutest sexy girl outfit (think angel, playboy bunny, cat woman) and only ends up feeling bad about the whole thing after you storm off and cry. He apologizes the best he can, and ends up trying to make it up to you by being more social at the party, and telling your friends that he's dressed as "Vincent from Pulp Fiction" or some other character that comes to mind that wears a suit. Next year, you make him promise to actually dress up, and when you two do it's totally cheesy ones he hates but allows for you, such as Joker and Harley Quinn-esque.
Jonathan Harker:
This ones fun because you two are going to a masquerade! You get the most gorgeous gown with all the frills you please, with a gothic touch of course. Jonathan isn't usually one who dresses overboard, but tonight he has dressed to the nines for you! He looks sleek and dark, stunning in an illusive mask that for some reason has you feeling more of his dom side. Jonathan actually ends up really getting into it, and he charms you all night long as if he's almost another man entirely. The beauty of the masqurade conceals and invites freedom to be someone you're typically not, and by the end of it, you can't wait to take him home. He can keep the mask on tonight.
♰ Please send any costumes you think would work for keanuverse characters, I'd love to hear them! Especially anyone I missed ʚ♥︎ɞ
#john wick x reader#neo x reader#kevin lomax x reader#constantine x reader#jonathan harker x reader#ted logan x reader#evil!ted logan x reader#john wick#kevin lomax#ted theodore logan#john constantine#keanu reeves#my writing#my imagines#neo the matrix
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Here are 100 random quotes from Asmodeus!
Sourced from the OM! Wiki, chats, devilgram, screenshots I found, etc. I made this list to help with studying to write the characters in character. (Not really proofread, sorry if there are mistakes. Also, there may be spoilers. If so, they're minor spoilers)
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“Oh, my ♡ MC, you little minx! Are you trying to show off my lovely legs to the entire Devildom?”
“But the question is whether you really mean what you say. Maybe if I reach in, pull out your heart, tear it open, and have a look inside I'd know for sure?”
“Then let's stay like this. Mm... Your neck feels soft, MC…”
“I can't believe you would actually imply I was a pervert! I only wanted to give MC something pleasant to look at.”
“Anyway MC, why don't you go ahead and take off your clothes so the two of us can enjoy a nice bath together.”
“Asmo's special cutie-pie kiss! Mwah ♡”
“But now I feel alive again, sitting in here with you drinking nice, warm cocoa.”
“Yoo-hoo, little ghosties ♡ Go on, feast your eyes upon me..!”
“Ugh, it's so dark in here! I can't take it... It's just so EXCITING!”
“You must be curious to know just how wonderful a punishment can be...”
“I'd have to say I'm most afraid of... me!”
“Since you're so adorable, I'll lock you up in my own little love jail so you'll be all mine ♡ So, don't be shy. Come here, Darling.”
“Oh, be careful around my ankles, would you? Too much pressure will ruin my perfect legs.”
“I'm hopeless at this kind of stuff since I've never lifted anything heavier than a facial massager.”
“To be honest, I was hoping to drive you mad with desire! That was my eventual goal, at least...”
“Hehe. Can't move? Aww, look how good you're being! Now, you stay just like that, okay...”
“In other words, I want you to be my plaything from now on, so I'm never bored ♡”
“Ugh, I'm so dizzy..! MC’s the only one who can save frail little Princess Asmo!”
“Oh, while we're at it why not take a video? For your exclusive viewing pleasure, of course ♡”
“I mean, I suppose I could put on a little show for you...but it won't be cheap.”
“..What? Are you stupid? Is your eyesight just that bad? Do those eyes of yours even work, or are they just there for decoration?”
“You want to do whatever you can to make me happy, because I'm worth it.”
“Hehe, now look what I've done. I got so excited that I pushed you down onto your back! Sorry!”
“Help, MC! There's a demon staring at me like he's gonna eat me!”
“And that means something coming from someone as ridiculously beautiful as me. I don't really say it to anyone other than you, you know?”
“I mean, I'm adorable. Doesn't it just tickle your protective instincts?”
“You're so cute. When I look at you, I can tell what's going through your head, even if you don't actually say it. That's right.”
“I'm sorry for being so beautiful that even confinement suits me! Then again, I always knew I was fated to be the captive damsel in distress...”
“Like, first I imagine a beautiful man and a beautiful woman. And then I picture us doing ALL sorts of naughty things to each other!”
“And then they had to do the walk of shame! ♡”
“Oh, you might be right! The runny makeup look can be kind of sexy!”
“I'll go ahead and watch you. Just in case you have any trouble changing clothes.”
“Hmmm? Like what? Mammon, you'd better get your mind out of the gutter ♡”
“I mean, here I am, right next to you, still wet from my bath. You really don't feel anything?”
“I guess that means I'M GOING TO HAVE TO KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU...!”
“Ugh, I'm ready to die of boredom! So, come on! Dance for me. I can't wait to see what you can do!”
“That's our sexy Solomon ♡ See, I knew you could do it if you tried!”
“Really, you're just flowers. Listen to you bragging about how beautiful you are...it's kind of embarrassing.”
“Ooh, are you trying to figure out where WE should go on a romantic getaway?! Aw, muffin! You don't need to beat around the bush for that kind of thing! You can be honest!”
“Huh? You're my little dove from earlier, aren't you? MC, was it?”
“That's probably my pheromones ♡”
“You're the best, MC! Your dazzling smile has the power to woo every demon in the Devildom ♡”
“Whaaat, you're still alive? Well that's boring...”
“But first, I want you to know exactly what it is that threatens to rend a delicate heart such as mine to ribbons. So be sure to pay attention, love. Nothing makes me angrier than being ignored. Truly.”
“All of the eyes are on me, I charmed all of them! Just look at me! It's a sin to be this perfect!”
“Mmmfm… gonna take everyone prisoner… mm...”
“When I first heard that we'd be shooting each other with squirt guns and getting wet, I found the whole thing kind of stupid. But it also involved coming up with plans to drive your opponents into a corner and anticipating their moves... which I found pretty enjoyable.”
“If I were like Lord Diavolo, I could have any demon or human I wanted.”
“Aaaah, this is where I belong. Sitting on a throne!”
“Surely, tempting humans is what demons are all about?”
“And next time, you're welcome to be even bolder. I want your scent all over my clothes.”
“Oh my gosh! Even from behind, I am such a snack!”
“Ooh, I know exactly what you mean! It's like, you can't help but want to lie down together on a bed or a sofa and do all sorts of naughty things-“
“Butlers, you see...their services extend into the night, as well.”
“Aaah, I've never tried rope play before, but I think I like it ♡”
“That's a rather...traditional approach. I would've just seduced him.”
“There's just something nice about being completely overpowered and brought to submission like that, you know?!”
“Right now, I'm totally hooked on this exercise where I blow up balloons to strengthen my facial muscles. Do you wanna give it a try?”
“Filth? You should know that eroticism is a valid form of art.”
“I mean, I wrapped him in chains like you said, but l've got such soft, beautiful, tender hands. They aren't suited for such a rough job. Really, you should've known that…”
“Hehe. Lies are like accessories, hun.”
“But, I'd sure feel better if you came and comforted me. I mean, I'm aaaaall alone in my room right now. If you don't come over, I'll probably start crying on account of how lonely I am.”
“Let's meet in my room when the party is over. We can have our very own Valentine's Day afterparty, just the two of us ♡”
“I'm in desperate need of stimulation to my senses!”
“To think that even Mister Stiff and Serious Angel here is feeling his heart skip a beat...I love it! ♡”
“What the movie lacks is sexiness! Shall we add more revealing scenes, like me in a swimsuit?”
“...Ummm, is this some sort of joke? You look like a chicken in heat.”
“Oh, but with you it's different, MC! I only want to do your nails as an excuse to flirt ♡”
“Oh, how exciting! Better get back snug under the covers and wait for my impending arousal ♡”
“Yes, I do. I love butts!”
“It would be ideal if we were both au naturel, honestly...”
“Ahh, I feel so graceful when i'm shooting ♡”
“I left a dying message with lipstick, so you better catch the culprit!”
“Guess I'll just have to come over and shake things up for you ♪”
“See, I just knew you'd say that! Because we're obviously an extra-compatible super couple!”
“I'd love to. I'll make you look so good, you'll be drooling over yourself.”
“..No one will know if I take a single muffin, right? I'll just grab one while they're not looking. Yoink! ♡”
“Oh yeah, Satan is totally the type to start with the tongue first!”
“Look out, or I'll tear you to bits with my sharp claws!”
“Apologize? Me? I'm sorry, but I'm not quite sure why you'd want me to do that. I mean, true, I suppose an entire country was destroyed in the end, but how could I have known that would happen, hm?”
“Drastic times call for drastic measures. Step aside, boys my sexy dance is about to begin...!”
“Hehe. Trying to butter me up, are you? Tell me, what are you hoping will happen when you succeed?”
“I'm the life of the party. The eye candy, the one who makes everyone else feel better. I need to work hard, too...for the sake of my brothers!”
“Now, now, I may not be as quick to anger as the Lord of Fools, but still. If you don't do what I say, I might have to punish you…”
“By the way, your costume was really cute, MC. Just thinking about it makes my heart go pitter-patter!”
“And now I'm a demon. Which means I could charm any sorcerer, no matter how evil! I'll have him dancing in the palm of my hand!”
“Oh Solomon, THANK YOU! You're so amazing I think I'm going to swoon! I love you..!”
“A scolding? Ooh, I wouldn't mind being scolded by you, sweetie ♡”
“FYI: It's super obvious what's running through your dirty little mind right now, Mammon…”
“Brother dearest ♡ I'm sooooo thirsty! Could you get me some blood, please and thanks? ♡”
“My charm is the greatest weapon of all! I'll steal your hearts right where you stand ♡”
“Ooh, MC, are you on Devilgram and Fab Snap? Because we totally need to friend each other!”
“I mean, I suppose I could put on a little show for you… but it won't be cheap, you know? Also, I charge extra for pictures and touching.”
“Nuh-uh. I'll be the one to win that right! Prepare to be slain in style, everyone ♡”
“I'm actually quite exhausted. So, I was thinking you could hold me in your arms for a little while so I can recharge ♡”
“If you want to experience this exfoliating paradise with me, don't hesitate to join in ♪ You know I always have an open-door policy in effect for you, love ♡”
“If both of us are charging, there's going to be sparks”
“I need you to put some cream on my back for me ♡ Yes, a backrub and nothing more. If you, on the other hand, are looking for a happy ending, I'm more than ready, my dear ♡”
“Oh, is my little MC scared? Come cling to my bosom, darling. I'll make you feel aaaall better ♡”
“I'm actually going out soon, and this fastener is giving me so much trouble. I can't get it up by myself. It could really use a good tug ♪ I should mention that my back is extremely sensitive. The slightest touch, and...well let's just say it will be hard to hold back. So sorry if I get you too excited ♡”
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Number 100 is my favourite, literally makes me blush
I will be doing a part 2 for Asmo, he is just so chaotic and lovely!
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𝒮𝒽𝓎 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇 ༝༚༝༚
#justice for asmodeus#obey me#obey me shall we date#omswd#self ship#obey me crack#obey me asmodeus#obey me asmo#obey me asmo x mc#obey me canon#canon#writing prompt
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So I was browsing Tumblr since I like to do that sometimes, and bam! I got hit with a fic inspiration... Anyway here you go misfits! (This is set after the new hotel is built)
Girls' day feat. Angel Dust:
“Uh why the fuck is he here?”
Those words came out when the last of the invited arrived at Charlie’s little get-together. It was Angel Dust wearing a beautiful pink crop top and black shorts with sparkly neon pink heels as he grinned. “I was invited toots.”
“Ya got a problem with Angie?” Cherri growled at Vaggie, who lifted her hands in defense. “No, just thought he'd be with the guys..”
Angel Dust just laughed. “You're just jealous cause I can easily out girl ya toots.” He playfully sneered, fluffing up his sexy chest fluff.
Vaggie just growled a bit, though blinked as she heard the door only to see Charlie come back with the cutest looking outfit on, which was free flowing grey crop top with small sleeves that exposed her shoulders and a beautiful pair of casual jeans. Instantly she blushed a bit and looked away. “Ha, look at the blush on the fuckin’ munchkin!” Cherri chuckled, nudging her best friend Angel who joined in with a snicker. Even Niffty who sat on the couch couldn't help but giggle. “She looks like a lamp.”
Charlie pursed her lips clearly not liking the teasing. She flashed the others with her demonic red and white eyes to get them to stop. “Uh whoops, so uh what cha got in the box?” Angel laughed nervously.
“I'm glad you asked, since it's a girl's day I figured we could have a fun spa session!” The princess grinned, placing the box down and opening it.
Inside said box was a bunch of different skin care products, nail polish, scented body lotions, and much more. “I ain't one for just relaxin’ but Angie convinced me.” Cherri stated picking up one of the nail polish, a beautiful shimmering yellow like his eyes. Her face fell since it had only been several weeks since the battle with heaven.
“Seriously Cherri, ya needed it, besides we all miss our little snake.” Angel placed one of his arms around her. “Now let's see how this color looks on ya sugar tits.” He grinned trying to cheer up his best bud.
Vaggie smiled a bit. She knew the loss of Sir Pentious weighed on everyone. However, with the new hotel, it was a chance to move forward. She went over to the box and smirked. “He did like the smell of mint.” The angel held up some hand lotion to Cherri, who blinked.
“There wasn't a day where I didn't see that snake with either a cup of coffee or tea.” Angel mused as Cherri took the lotion with a nod. To her it felt weird, people actually being nice, to have had a man who complimented her mind instead of her hot as fuck body, and that kiss, fuck it had been kinda hot.
Cherri smirked a bit. “He was fun to pick on, the slimy shit.” She took off her gloves and casually applied the lotion. It really wasn't her style but she didn't mind it.
Charlie smiled a bit seeing how Cherri relaxed. She was hoping to recruit the bombardier but the woman had turned her down. “So Angel..” She smirked in a sing-song like tone. “I saw the eyes you were giving Husk. What's up with that?” She playfully poked the spider.
Angel blinked and cleared his throat. Even Cherri looked up at him and smirked evilly. “Don't you start too!” He groaned but blinked as Niffty giggled.
“I'm not one for the gay stuff, but I did notice ehehe. He always pours your drink first.” She smirked with her wide toothy grin. “I think that cat has grown soft.”
Angel blinked at Niffty, but then had a soft smile of his own. “During the before battle shit I wanted to stick by the guy and enjoy his drinks and company.” He admitted with a light blush.
“I saw you two flirtin’ durin’ the whole thing!” Cherri nudged with a grin.
Charlie squeed having the same look she had when Sir Pentious confessed his crush for Cherri to her. “I'm rooting for you Angel!”
Vaggie lightly punched his arm. “You got this.”
Angel just chuckled and hugged the girls. “Daww you ladies are makin’ me blush!” He grinned. “Now which of these would Kitty like?” He asked while releasing the girls so he could dig through the box.
Charlie smiled and picked out a gorgeous starry night nail polish. “This would look so good on you, Vaggie!” She grinned as Vaggie blinked. “Alright hon, go ahead.”
Angel chuckled seeing Charlie take out a nail care kit first. “Could you do my nails too blondie?” He asked “Sure!”
Cherri blinked being tugged on by Niffty who held up a very pretty perfume bottle. “Try this, it smells really nice!” The little maid grinned, spritzing some onto Cherri’s wrist. “Oh, it's kinda got a musky scent.” She mused as Niffty nodded. “It smells nice doesn't it?”
“Reminds me of the shit Pen would wear.” Angel replied with a smirk. “Where’d ya find that one Niff?”
“I got it from the store, I also sprayed every bottle so I could find the right one.” She snickered since she made the clerk really pissed that day.
“Ya turned the store into a mustard gas situation?!” Cherri smirked and ruffled Niffty’s hair. “Yer a fuckin’ freak, I like ya.”
Angel rolled his eyes but then looked at Vaggie and tilted his head. “Hey toots, why are ya sittin’ cross legged?” He asked with a playful smirk. “Are ya tryin’ to hide your tiny ass feet?”
Vaggie flipped him off. “I don't see you taking off your heels. So you don't get to say shit.” She retorted with a smug look.
Angel grumbled and flipped her off right back. He didn't exactly like his feet, hell when he did his pornos he begged Val to keep his sexy heels on mentioning that sick fucks would be extra horny for the mystery. Cherri looked over and got up. “Hey Angie?”
“Yeah?” Angel looked at Cherri. “Wanna try on these fuckin’ sexy ass heels?” She grinned showing Angel some beautiful black leather laced up heeled boots.
The spider demon's eyes lit up as he took the shoes. “Fucking hell Cherri Bomb, where did ya get these beauties?”
Vaggie blinked and tilted her head. “Those actually look nice…” She added seeing the beautiful pink trim along the top and sole. “I know right? Bought these bitches for Angie cause the fucker loves his sexy heels.” Cherri showed a wide grin as Angel chuckled.
Charlie giggled, seeing the heels. “What are you waiting for? Try them on Angel!” She playfully coaxed, having finished applying the nail polish to Vaggie's beautiful nails.
Angel blushed a bit however looked at the girls. “Turn around for a sec and I will.” He replied looking at his glittery heels.
Vaggie noticed his hesitation and sighed. She was going to regret this but took off her own heels to reveal cute little feet making Charlie squeak. “You want me to paint these too?” She asked as Vaggie nodded.
Angel blinked at the gesture, he then looked at Cherri who looked a bit surprised but smirked. “Don't worry Angie, I'll beat any dumbfuck who messes with ya.” The bombshell grinned patting her spider boi on the shoulder.
The pornstar gulped a bit but nodded as he started undoing the buckles of his beautiful sparkly boots. He gave Vaggie a small thankful nod as the latter smiled a bit. Soon his small cute spider-like clawed feet wiggled free, tipped with his pinkish white fur and small little claws. He looked over and spotted Charlie who had removed her own shoes revealing small red hooves. “Huh…” He smiled a bit, feeling a little less awkward thanks to the two girls.
“Here catch.” Vaggie tossed Angel some beautiful glittery neon pink nail polish. “Hey thanks Vags.” He smirked looking it over.
Cherri blinked but smirked a bit. These folks were alright in her book even if some were a stickler for the rules. “Here let me apply it.” She asked Angel who blinked. “Oh sure..”
Niffty easily grabbed one of Charlie’s hooves, making the princess yelp and started to look it over. “Ooo! Kinda like what Alastor has, except yours are smaller than his..” The maid giggled only to be accidentally kicked in the face when she touched a ticklish spot.
“Shit! Sorry Niff!” Charlie gasped, looking horrified. “Yay pain!” The maid cooed springing back up from the wall she had smacked into because of the power behind the kick. “Do it again!”
Cherri just laughed. “Damn, looks like the goody two shoes has some power. Ya practically punted the tiny bitch.” She smirked as Charlie groaned. “I didn't mean to!”
Vaggie had to shoo Niffty away to keep the maid from trying to get Charlie to kick her again. “Hey Niff, check this out, there's bleach in the next room!” Angel smirked as the maid instantly scurried off with a rabid expression and grin. “Thanks…” Charlie sighed in relief.
Angel winked at Vaggie as a ‘the favor has been repaid’ gesture. The angel smirked a bit and casually started to pamper those cute little hooves. “It's a spa day isn't it, you get some pampering too princesa.” (Princess)
Charlie blushed as Vaggie massaged the ankles. She then looked over at Angel who smirked playfully. “Aww ain't that cute, betcha two get into some fun kinky shit in the bedroom eh?” He teased as Charlie started to blush and sizzle. “I think they're those vanilla type fuckers. Looks like it anyway.” Cherri smirked as Vaggie grumbled trying to pay no mind to the teasing though her golden blush was starting to show again.
The more lewd duo laughed amused at the flustered couple's reaction, though Angel smirked a bit at his painted toe nails, he soon slipped on those beautiful boots looking more comfortable.
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While everyone was chatting, Charlie got a phone call. “I'll be right back, babe.” She gave Vaggie a kiss on the cheek and left to take it.
Cherri and Angel smirked at Vaggie who gave a confused look. “What?”
“Hey feather duster, wanna spice yourself up for your girl?” Angel smirked holding up some lotions. “Don't cha wanna see yer blondie practically fuckin’ sizzlin’?” Cherri chimed in with a playful smirk. Niffty giggled seeing Vaggie squirm.
“I know what she likes, I don't need your help..” The angel turned away with a cute huff. Though the golden blush gave it away that she did want to.
Angel smirked and nodded at Cherri and Niffty. “This is gonna be fun.” The spider man took out a comb and some hair products. “W-wait!” Vaggie gulped while caught off guard.
After an hour Charlie came back into the room annoyed. “Husk says that my dad and Alastor are fighting again, and they nearly burned down the lobby with a cook off..” She groaned coming back into the room. “Huh?”
Cherri and Niffty blocked her view. “And done!” Angel grinned moving away. “Go ahead and let the blondie through.”
“Ehehehe, enjoy the treat princess.” Niffty bowed and scurried away.
Cherri gave a thumbs up and moved as Charlie looked very confused. “What are..” She couldn't finish her sentence as she then spotted Vaggie.
“Hi hon..” The angel blushed with her hair looking so fluffy and wavy now. There was even a braid that brought some of the bangs back to expose the soft features of Vaggie's face. Charlie just stared as the scent of both apples and lavender filled her nose. “Ha! She's speechless!” Cherri laughed and gave a thumbs up to Angel.
Angel chuckled but blinked, coming over to Charlie. “Uh hello? You there, blondie?” He poked her, and Charlie fell over red-faced. “Whoa!”
Cherri just burst out laughing as Vaggie ran over. “Ya made her a fuckin’ knock out Angie!”
“So… pwetty…” Charlie mumbled her eyes swirling with her tail out wagging. She looked like she was drunk. “Come on sweetie, let's get you off the floor..” Vaggie easily picked up Charlie who laid like a cute little snake, her face looking dopey and in love.
Vaggie looked at Angel who gave a smug look. She grumbled but fist bumped the spider twink who grinned at his work.
Though the rumbling of the hotel made this day come to an end as Lucifer was chasing Alastor who was laughing like a mad man, with Husk coming out and shaking his head, clearly not drunk enough for this shit.
(This all started because I saw Vaggie had tiny feet and remembered the fact Angel didn't like his own feet...)
#hazbin hotel#charlie morningstar#vaggie#cute as fuck#cherri bomb#hazbin angel dust#niffty#girls being girls#spa day cause the babies need it#spoilers for the finale#cherrisnake#huskerdust#alastor being a pest#spoiler about Sir Pentious
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hey darling!!
i don't know if you are taking requests, if not feel free to ignore this, but if yes, could you please write about what would be the brothers reaction for MC having a bellybutton piercing?
(btw i love your writing, keep it up!! & have a nice day! 💕)
Hi dear
Of course I would write it for you and YES; I do take requests 😊🥰
I'm really HAPPY that you like them❤️
What's Brothers reaction to MC's bellybutton piercing:
Warnings: Little NSFW
Lucifer:
"In the name of God, what the hell have you DONE???", said in his mind -obviously he acts like father in disguise 🥸-, but he likes it despite of it might give some pains to your cute -and sensitive (I have a point here 😏)- belly; not to mention that he figured it out while he was unbuttoning your shirt -you both were doing NAUGHTY things.
Anyways, he enjoys playing with the piercing -by his slim tongue- and seeing how you're face changs by its pleasure or tickles; of course he LOVES those sweet moans which you make everytime when his tongue touches your belly.
Mammon:
When he saw it, he narrowed his eyes and just looked at you with a smirk -not like he's having SEXY thoughts about you, NO! Actually he's having INSIDIOUS thoughts 🫡 (Upset?).
Although he likes it, he's VERY cautious not to touch it to make you feel pain or anything ( Awwww... He's fucking CUTE 🥺); so it means that everytime you having it, first he considers your mode, then does whatever he wants.
Levi:
"Buckduckiebxvi... WHATTTT??? JKCIWW *Blub blub blub* ", he totally panicked! (Sometimes I think he IS a pregnant woman rather than a man 😐). He cannot believe that you took the risk and DID it!! -or the other reason that he panicked is how SEXY you look like now, MANnnn.... He WANTS IT!!! But unfortunately he's panicked 🥲. "Wait a fucking minute, how HAS pierced it for YOU? A MAN???",
immediately he turned to his demon form and wants to kill the person -if he WAS a MAN ( You do realize that Levi was the ONLYone who cared about who did for you, right? Due to his envious; which is GOOD!!).Nevertheless, like Luci, he plays with it -in the bed time or not- because your voice is TOO much sweet.
Satan:
"Ohhh... Looks like little kitten has become brave. You wanted some attention or distract Daddy from his book? 😏 .... Prepared for the consequences?? *Whispered: Where's your collar?*". He's surprised that you have piercing -not expecting it would be your bellybutton- but loves it. When you were acting like kitten on his lengths, he saw it -your shirt went up- and just stared at it.
(You can say what will happen next, right? 🤗)
Asmo:
Just God damn him, he'll talk as much nonsense and flirting with you as he can and you JUST want to DIE -you wanted to shout: "I ate SHIT" :/ ( It's too late to regret 😔).
By the way, he suggests a lot of crop tops to show your bellybutton piercing -on the other hand, for showing your naughtiness 😁, because he loves to it. Of course he stares at it while he's talking to you and thinking about how far can you handle his play games with your new piercing (Freaky long night is waiting for you!!)
Beel:
Just sees something is sparkling and bothers his eyes 🫥 (I'm DONE, okay?? He... he just canNOT be like what you think 🥲). For some moments, he just stare at it and says: " Doesn't look edible, so why you handled the pain and took the risk??" ; you fought with your intention to not punch him in his stomach -or choke him-, you just grabbed his food and squinted your eyes and went to your room. He's confused now.
Belphie:
When he saw it, he looked at you amazed and and kinda smiled -maliciously with BAD thoughts😏- and said: "Humm... How interesting! Come and lie here so I can look at it clearly". You shouldn't have done what he said, you obeyed and now you're tricked. He plays with it; caresses around your bellybutton, rubs it and teases you as much as he can. You're going to have a VERY long -maybe with a little pain- night.
To say the truth, Belphie is more pervert than Beel😁 (In my opinion)
#obey me shall we date#obey me mc#obey me brothers#obey me smut#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphie#lucifer avatar of pride#mammon avatar of greed#leviathan avatar of envy#satan avatar of wrath#asmodeus avatar of lust#beelzebub avatar of gluttony#belphegor avatar of sloth#lucifer smut#mammon smut#levi smut#satan smut#asmo smut#beel smut#belphie smut#obey me lucifer x reader#obey me mammon x reader#obey me levi x reader#obey me satan x reader#obey me asmo x reader
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Round One has finished!
Here are the results:
Barb vs. Mx. Morell
The odds were not in Barb's favor today, the demon of the Resting Place played a good game but Mx. Morell had the upper hand. The proprietor of the Museum of Broken Promises might have a new exhibit on display soon, but for now they move on to the next round.
Olivier vs. Tiff
Dreamer, it seems that Tiff tried to use some real firepower for this match but Olivier called up a storm of support that really snuffed out those flames. With Round One under her belt, Olivier is starting off with a perfect record.
The Countess vs. Xyzikxyz
Despite going up against the source of her power, The Countess did not hold back; it seems her claims of nobody being able to resist her were true. Xyz put up a good fight though, and hopefully they’ll spill the cosmic tea about the details.
Dimes vs. Brooklyn
The Diamond Rider dazzled us all in their battle against this former assistant, although Brooklyn did put up a good fight. It would seem that being good at scheduling only goes so far when your opponent has a dog that sparkles as much as they do. The interdimensional powers help too.
Riot vs. Hector
Hector might have had a bunch of weapons and two dogs, but all his knowledge was no match against a girl with a sword and a leather vest. This assistant groundskeeper continues to prove her skills and proceeds to Round Two.
Lolgmalolg vs. Bern
Fighting off hordes of froglins must have given Bern all the experience she needed to take on Lolgmalolg today. She Who Lurks Beneath might have plenty of followers, but they weren't enough to give her the win. Another victory for this Scoutpost survivor.
Nikignik vs. Huntington Waites
One hundred eyes in the dark and all of them saw Nikignik's defeat of Huntington Waites. The Indescribable might not have a physical body, but he didn't need one in order to beat this undead hunter. We predict many people will have interesting dreams tonight.
Diggory vs. Ricou
Unfortunately Ricou cannot take home the title of Hallowoods Sexiest Being to add to his collection of shiny things, it's Diggory who's moving on to the next round. This dead goth towered above the competition and clawed their way to victory.
Polly vs. Violet
Violet has learned the hard way that a raincoat and boots are nice, but an umbrella works even better. Polly was on fire today, he dressed to impress and certainly knew how to win the crowd's favor, and while Violet tried her hardest it turns out you can't negotiate your way to the next round.
Danielle vs. The Omen
With claws and beaks and sharp words The Omen snagged a win against Danielle. Having the ability to control dreams is very useful, but what happens when your opponent doesn't sleep? It's another feather in The Omen's figurative cap today.
Jonah vs. Moth
Dreamers, Moth has scored another victory, this time against a fisherman who keeps coming back from the dead. Maybe Jonah can take the time to kick up his feet and see if he can catch anything, but moth has proved mothself's style is worthy of continuing on to Round Two.
Lady Ethel Mallory vs. Zelda
Despite her impressive marketing skills, Lady Ethel Mallory has learned the hard way that you can't get everything that you want. Sometimes you lose a sexiness competition to an old woman who likes making watercress sandwiches. It happens.
Yaretzi vs. Winona
It seems like victory was not in the cards today, but perhaps Winona saw these results coming anyway. After all, Yaretzi is a servant of Tolshotol who eats the hearts of demons for breakfast. She deserves a gold medal to go with her jewelry.
Milo and Venus vs. Valerie
Dreamers, we can't beleaf this. Valerie continued to wow the crowd today and took home another win, Milo and Venus had some people really rooting for them, but it was not enough to sprout success against this former rock star.
Ray vs. Percy
Who has four wheels and is going on to Round Two? This classy automobile of course. Sparks flew today in this ghostly match, and while Percy played on our heartstrings, Ray revved his way to victory in this match.
Walt vs. Nolan
Despite being invisible, Nolan put up a good fight in his match against Walt. This groundskeeper can't rest yet, not when he's moving on to the next round. Still, these matches are good for filling pages in his almanac.
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2022 Reflection
Sorry for this being so late. Ive had a lot of things going on…
I’ve been having fun with this journaling/gardening app. It’s giving me many opportunities to reflect on the positivity and the things I’m grateful for in my life.
As I pause and reflect on my first year of being back on this blog, I’ve realized how much has changed. Not just me, but in how I see things.
It reminded me of my first encounter with Tumblr back in 2012 when The Avengers came out. I’ll never forget the time I first set my eyes on Loki, the sexy god of mischief. I’ll never forget the time I became a fan of something that was more than myself, fast forward to 2023 and here I am with my two loves Loki and Doctor Strange.
How can I forget the reason I chose to come back to Tumblr was of course, for Doctor Strange.
He so much more then a character, he’s the embodiment of inner strength and rising above your demons. He taught me that no matter how damaged you are, you can always bounce back and reclaim your life.
Multiverse of madness destroyed me in a good way to the point that I just had this itch to come back and re-blog pictures of Benedict. Like I was some giddy 13-year-old girl all over again.
Next thing I know my phone is a collection of Doctor Strange in Benedict Cumberbatch photos.😆
Now I found myself in this loving community of writers and creators pushing out stories of my own.
I never thought of myself as a writer, It was never really a hobby of mine, but I found through conveying my thoughts…healing began to happen….
Now Im hopelessly addicted to writing and I don’t think I want to stop 😊
I have some very special people to thank, bc if it wasn’t for these amazing humans. Im not sure were I would be.
@geeky-politics-46 not only is this woman, a bad ass super writer, but she is a bad ass woman warrior. She is the reason I started writing in the first place. She will always be my sinister sister through and through.
@purplefeathersandblackleather you came into my life when I least expected it, but when I needed it the most. I am forever grateful for our conversations that were able to have every day; you keep me grounded.
@lady-harvey for always being so loving and so kind towards me and my work. She never has anything bad to say about anybody. She’s just pure love.
@icytrickster17 how can I forget….easily I can never forget them. Their undying support for everything that I post good or bad I will forever be in debt with their love and support.
@dino-fart for her kind words and continuous support despite her hitting extremely hard times
 @bakerstreethound for proofreading my story, and always being there to support me with my Sherlock ideas
@marvel-writing I just met you. But, we have been unable to not stop chatting between each other. You are a breath of fresh air and the best person share photo of Ben with. 
Anyways as Forest Gump said, “thats all I have to say about that”
Hope I didn’t bore you to much. 😉
#strangelockd adventures#doctor strange#benedict cumberbatch#sinister strange#doctor stephen strange#sherlock#because benedict cumberbatch#stephen strange#doctor strange in the multiverse of madness
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(So you know how this
is a Thing in the Disgaea series? Wanted to do something with that in the SMG AU but make it Not A Joke.)
While relaxing at home, Shantae hears a knock on her lighthouse's front door, "Coming!"
As she walks over, she wonders who could be visiting this late in the evening. It probably wasn't either of her SMGs, seeing as they'd already had an incident involving Ammo Baron and an unusually large Egg (the capitalization there is important) and filled their Wacky Misadventure quota for at least the next few days. And her canon friends all usually had their own things going on at home right about now.
Well, no more time to speculate. She opens the door with a hopefully-not-too-wide smile (Avatar-grade GMod physics are a real bitch sometimes), "Good evening! What can I...do...uh..."
She's stunned speechless by who she finds; a very tall, very attractive woman who is also very clearly Laharl! She does her best to look up at them, and then very quickly further up when she underestimates the height difference. 'Ohhh, mother have mercy do NOT oogle your genderbent mean demon friend We Have Sexy Zombie Girlfriend at Home.'
For their part, Laharl looks uncharacteristically nervous, or at least is uncharacteristically not hiding their nerves behind either aloofness or rage, "Hi Shantae. If you're not too busy I was hoping for some magic advice?"
'Okay, friend needs help. That I can work with.' "Of course! Come on in."
The two head inside and into the living room, with Shantae settling into a chair while Laharl takes the couch.
"So, what kind of advice where you looking for?"
"Well, uh...I'm guessing you've noticed I look different right now?"
'Different is certainly right.' "Well, I wasn't gonna say anything but...wait, I think I remember this from your games. Did you get stuck like this again from a SMG adventure or something? 'Cause I definitely know a few tricks to make a transformation revert."
There's a flash of...relief? embarrassment? something across their face before they go back to nervous, "Oh, you know where it's from. That makes things easier. And ah, no, dispelling it isn't the problem, I actually changed on purpose this time and I already know the counterspell. I was actually wondering if you know how to modify a transformation."
'Huh, okay then.' "Yeah, I've done that before. Not sure how compatible our magic systems are, but I can at least tell you what works for me. So, what kind of changes are we looking for? Hair color, shoe size, you wanna add wings or a tail?"
"Ah, nothing that drastic, I really just...just want it to feel...more like "me," I guess..." Despite how much taller they are than usual, they quickly curl in on themselves as they say this, suddenly seeming smaller than she's ever seen them.
'Oh...ohhhh.' "This...isn't the first time you've used this form on purpose, is it?"
"...No. I ah, I don't use it very often, there's a lot about it that's honestly a bit much, especially given...well, if you've played the games you probably know about a particular phobia of mine?"
"Yeah...That. That boss fight really hit different after I actually met you."
"Right, so this?" they gesture to their chest, "Does not work for me. Plus it just generally feels like some...some stupid exaggerated fanservicy parody of me. Which makes sense since that's all it was really supposed to be but like, come on!"
"Trust me, I get it. But, you're using it anyway?"
"Yeah, well...at certain points being mildly uncomfortable like this is still an improvement over my boy form."
"About that, I've been using 'they' for you in my head since you got here since I wasn't really sure what was going on. Would you prefer 'she,' or..."
Laharl finally fully relaxes at that, her presence once again filling the room like it usually does, "Yes, please do."
"No problem. Now, to start off, we'll probably want to get you down to your usual age...wait, are you older right now? 'Cause it kind of seems like it, but with how much is different I'm not sure."
She tilts her hand in a 'so-so' gesture, "Kind of? It's-so I'm guessing you know how I got this form the first time?"
"Flonne's angel world flowers, right?"
"Exactly. Now for most of the demons affected it just messed with their internal magic in some way and caused minor physical changes, but I'm half human, so it outright suppressed my demon half. Not enough to interfere with my power level, thankfully, but it made it so I was technically only about forty percent demon. And since humans have far shorter lifespans than demons and my human half specifically came from my mother, the result was me going from a teenage boy to a woman in her early twenties."
"Huh. That's actually kinda neat. And in that case dropping your age is definitely the right starting point. Thankfully I have plenty of experience with that thanks to my Monkey form. So, how you want to start is-"
This goes on for the better part of the evening, and by the time the sun goes down Laharl has a form she can feel much more comfortable in.
After putting the finishing touches on the new and improved Girl Laharl, the demonic Avatar looks out one of the windows, "Oh, I didn't realize how late it was. I should probably be getting back to-" she gets up to leave, only to suddenly feel dizzy and lightheaded, "woah, uh..."
Shantae quickly shoots up and helps her stay steady, "Oh my gosh I am so sorry! I forgot how much of a workout someone's first time messing with transformation magic like that is!"
"It's-I'm fine! Just stood up too fast I think." typical Laharl stubbornness. she really is feeling more like herself, "I can still get home just fiIIIINE!"
Aaand once again Shantae saves her from faceplanting when she stumbles and trips over nothing, "Oh no, I am not letting you try to make a portal back to your castle when you can barely walk! I can call Etna and let her know you're crashing here tonight."
"Fiiiine..." she...is she actually pouting? 'Oh dear mother, sleepy Laharl is adorable!'
After getting laid down on the (actually alarmingly comfortable, like where did she find cushions this soft on her peanuts salary?) couch, she once again drops her usual attitude, looking up at Shantae with completely undisguised affection, "Hey, uh, thanks for...everything you did to help me tonight."
"Anytime." as she grabs a blanket for her guest, she adds "And I do mean that. Anytime you need help, with this or anything else, you can come to me, got it."
"Got it."
"And thank you for trusting me enough to tell me about all this." She crouches down so they'll be at eye level, even if Laharl's are already half-closed, "I know how hard it can be to come out to someone."
"Mmm, 'course I trust you. You're family." And with that she's out like a light.
Shantae...actually chokes up a little at that. With her parents out of the picture since before she can remember, and Scuttle Town being...well, Scuttle Town, she can count on her hands the number of people she'd honestly have called family before all this Meme stuff, especially since Seven Sirens and the other four half-genies hadn't existed yet when the pods dropped, and she knows full well that Laharl's own complicated family-related hangups are far worse. So for her to say that so openly and honestly, even while half asleep...
On some sort of impulse, she leans down and brushes Laharl's hair out of her face gently enough not to wake her, "I swear, I'll do my best to live up to that," With that said, she gets back up, opens her command box...and takes a picture of the sleeping Avatar before sending it to Etna.
>Hey, Laharl wore herself out and needed a place to crash, so dw when she's not back til tomorrow.
>HOLY SHIT SHES SO FUCKING CUTE!!!! i gota send this 2 Flonny n the Gs
>thx 4 helpin hr btw, none of us r shapeshifters so we coldnt do jack
>*thumbs up*
'Hell yeah, I got this sister thing on lockdown.'
#smg4#disgaea#shantae#laharl#girl laharl#genderfluid#genderfluid laharl#headcanon#i guess#just for this au's specific version of the character though#etna#flonne#implied rottytops#heavily implied shantae x rottytops#look girl laharl's design is cool but there's a LOT about it that laharl very understandably doesn't like#i tend to see laharl as equivalent to 15 or 16 and canon girl laharl as equivalent to 22 or 23 due to their heights and voices#hence the need for an explanation because that it Quite The Difference#shantae is Very Much a lesbian and not immune to fanservice designs#or to older women#it came up during the transformation manipulation session that laharl's loved ones back home already know about them being genderfluid#which is why shantae knew it would be safe to send etna the pic of Girl Laharl 2.0#this version of shantae swears by her mother because genies in her universe are currently celestial beings on an etherial plane of some sor#and because i thought it'd be a little funny
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Do you love angst, trashiness and playboys redeemed and suffering for love?
OK, cdrama current landscape is like a desert after a nuclear strike but that doesn’t mean I cannot dig into the past when CCP was less interested in micromanaging entertainment unless it actually tried to get into politics (did you know that at one point there was a period drama! airing on TV! on which the leading role of Empress Cixi was played by a Japanese actress! And the world did not end! It’s wild how far c-ent has come and not in a good way; that frog has been boiling for a long time.)
Anyway, I present to you Four Women Conflict/Love Tribulations, a drama from 2011 starring Ady An, a huge fave, as a woman with the worst luck ever, Feng Shao Feng as a playboy who meets her because he’s being paid to seduce her but falls desperately for real, and her first love played by Mickey He. Taking place in the early years of the 20th century, misery for all, but so good!
Meet our heroine, as beautiful as she’s tormented. In ep 1 alone: her newly widowed stepmother sold her barely pubescent self into a brothel. But it’s OK because her childhood love rescued her and burned her stepmom to a crisp. A fast forward and she's a maid in some house and it doesn't look too horrific, so we'll see. Except the husband fancies her and the wife's reaction is "you can do anything you like outside but don't seduce the maids inside the house." Charming. Except he's still after her so she's ordered to be whipped by the jealous wife. Who then marries her off to some ugly moron with zero willpower or brain. It gets better as she gets raped by her former master on her wedding night (who bullies her husband into letting him). And the raping thing turns into a systemic thing. This is all in ep 1,none of it would be allowed now. I am not saying abuse is a great thing but this all a hell of a lot more realistic fate for a beautiful lower class woman than the dim sugar confections try to show us nowadays.
When we finally meet the hero, he's having sex with a married woman. While being married himself, and not to her. On the grounds of a Buddhist monastery. Once again none of this would fly nowadays.
Meet heroine’s childhood love and stepmom crisper, played by young and scrumptious Mickey He (sexy demon dad in L&R). On brand, when we first meet heroine's childhood love as an adult, he's rescuing a bunch of women who've been captured by slavers.
By any laws of sanity, I should be shipping heroine with her childhood love and I do, madly, but I ship her with the hero also! I have no idea why but maybe because even though I know in real life, a playboy will just give you a bad case of STDs and will never reform, it's so satisfying to watch the whole 'playboy redeemed by/suffering for/madly in love' scenario on screen. Plus, he's about the only character who appears to have an fun in this, and God knows, poor heroine needs someone who can show her some fun and also knows what he's doing in bed, too.
And here is where the plot gets going. We see playboy spread his love/STDs to another lady, a very rich one this time. After playboy and a rich banker lady finish banging, they have the following convo as interpreted by me:
Playboy: So, about that loan for my business? I mean, if you need more persuading, I can go all night.
Friend-with-benefits/his moneylender: OK, loan. Fine. You get the loan the day you seduce Du Lanyun.
Playboy: Am I supposed to know who she is? And since when are you pimping for me? Do you want a threesome or something? Are you into girl-on-girl action? Where do I sign up?
Friend-with-benefits: Look, you are the only guy with a spoken part who's not in love with Ady An. We must remedy this pronto or else the universe will be destroyed. Also, my best friend's husband is cheating on my friend with her. Yeah, Lanyun has no interest in the guy, who apparently raped her and made her life hell, but sure, let's lash out at the victim.
Playboy: I feel the sudden need of meeting a beautiful and pure woman who will redeem me and put me through hell in the name of love. Otherwise, where will this drama be?
Friend-with-benefits: I promise I won't be jealous. This isn't an ironic foreshadowing, no siree. Oh, and her first love is Mickey He.
Playboy: It's fun to see in how many dramas I can steal a woman's heart from Mickey He. I am in!
Friend-with-benefits: And speaking of "in"...the bed is right there and I was never able to resist going for seconds.
Playboy: If you close your eyes, I'll take you to heaven (actual quote, guys! Well, I suppose it's good to have self-confidence).
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Cigar Bar
When C.C. and Niles meet outside of work, they discover both of them like smoking cigars. What else they might find if they stay long enough in each other's company?
Author Notes:
Sadly, I'm not the creator of The Nanny, and none of the characters of the show belongs to me. That said, I'm a big C.C. and Niles fan, and I still ship them, so why not share some of my fics?
As you can see, English is not my first language. I tried to make sure you really say "Cigar bar", but if I got it wrong, don't let me embarass myself and tell me, please! Same for any other mistake you might find in the fic.
Rated Teen and Up because of the consumption of alcohol and cigars.
**One shot**
C.C. liked going to that cigar bar. Even though Nanny Fine or Val never accompanied her there again, there was something about the characteristic male ambiance, or maybe the power that came with holding that cigar, that made her feel empowered and even attractive.
She sat on her usual couch, cigar at one hand, a glass of brandy in the other, as she took turns between one and another. With the first puff she could feel her concerns vanishing into thin air. That was good. She could say she was really enjoying her time out, if not that unsettling feeling that something was wrong. She looked around, trying to find out what was bothering her so much, when she saw the last man she hoped to find there, the butler.
Niles was feeling like the man he was meant to be. Classy, smart, a complete gentleman, while holding his cigar. He liked that nasty thing, and not only because his boss Maxwell was always smoking one around the house. He liked to fantasize about himself as that successful lawyer, working in his own office, being the boss. Holding a cigar always made him feel the closest he could ever be to achieve that dream. But his perfect dream life was disturbed by a very familiar gasp not too far from him.
There she was, Miss Babcock, sitting right next to him on the couch. Startled, he almost dropped the cigar and stood up. But his quick mind reminded him that he was doing nothing wrong, just enjoying a cigar in a bar. What also reminded him, what the heck that demon woman was doing there, besides ruining his night off, of course?
“I see you got tired of smoking Maxwell’s cigars,” she said, cleaning her throat.
“I could tell you the same. What are you doing here, woman?”
“Smoking, like you. But of course, I have much more class,” she smiled, blowing some smoke over him.
Niles smirked. She wasn’t wrong, Miss Babcock seemed quite classy smoking her cigar, just like a pro. That was something quite sexy about that, but Niles didn’t want to overthink it.
“I’m on my night off, so don’t expect me to do anything for you,” he said.
“Please! Don’t make me laugh! You’ve never done anything for me!” she scoffed. “Besides, I’m also here to relax.”
“Then let’s pretend we don’t know each other,” he proposed, and Miss Babcock agreed.
“Seems good to me.”
Both C.C. and Niles looked away from each other, but of course, after they acknowledged the presence of the other, things couldn’t be quite the same. Still C.C. made her best to keep her comments to herself, and so did Niles. They didn’t need to talk. They weren’t friends anyway.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” said a man, who sat between Niles and C.C. He smiled at her, interested, and leaned closer, a bit too close to C.C.’s taste. “Is this seat taken?”
“Yes,” she said, her dangerously “get out of the way” voice tone.
“You seemed so alone. Do you like nice guys?” he asked, ignoring her answer completely. Niles was considering stepping in, when he heard her voice, a bit lower than usual.
“Yes, I used to be one,” she smiled.
The man excused himself and practically ran away from her, while Niles did his best to hold his laugh. He couldn’t believe Babcock really said that. Even more unbelievable was that her trick worked.
“Go on, Beula. Say what you want,” she told him, not looking directly at Niles.
“Are you finally admitting you are a man, Babcock?”
“Well, I’m more of a man than you are,” she said, rolling her eyes.
He smiled. “You must admit that being in a cigar bar, smoking and drinking some brandy, is not a very feminine trait.”
“Who said that, Niles? You are such a caveman! Besides, I’ve been here before with Nanny Fine. I bet you wouldn’t say that of her.”
“Ms. Fine smoking a cigar? Did she manage to hold it?”
“Not really,” smiled C.C. “She Holly Gollightled it, like it was a cigarette.” C.C. said, laughing at her own joke. To her surprise, Niles joined her as well. And to make things worse, she liked that he did. For once, he was laughing with her, not of her. “Can I tell you something? But you must promise me you won’t tell her,” said C.C.
“A secret, from Miss Babcock? Did you murder someone?”
“Just the butler with the candelabra,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I’m trying to be serious here!”
“Sorry, you are right. Go on.”
“I envy her, Nanny Fine...” she said.
“Why?” he asked, already knowing the answer. Miss Babcock, being Miss Babcock, would probably say something about Maxwell. She thought that was a secret!
“She is pretty,” said C.C., sighing.
“What are you saying, woman?” he asked, completely confused. Yes, Miss Fine was pretty, but as far as he knew, Miss Babcock was just as beautiful as the nanny. In her sophisticated and elegant way, maybe she was even more.
“Please, Niles! Don’t try to deny it! You are a man! She is gorgeous! She has curves, and is not afraid to show them. No wonder she has no problems with men! And look at me!”
He was looking, and still not understanding what Babcock was talking about. Especially with that outfit of hers. The long back skirt, the long sleeved black blouse, her tiny waist marked by a thin belt, the golden hair on an updo. Her red lips around that cigar. There was not a thing on that woman that wasn’t attractive, and any man could see that. Well any man besides Mr. Sheffield. But the guy really wasn’t the most perceptive man on Earth.
“What about you?” he asked, gulping.
“Are you kidding me?” She showed him the cigar and drank what was left of the brandy in one shot. “I’m part of a man’s world, Niles. I must be hard, I must be tough, I must grab them by the balls if I want some recognition. Maybe I’m really a man.”
“You silly woman! Nanny Fine is a bombshell but you are also a very…” he almost said she was attractive, but he held his tongue. If Babcock knew he felt attracted to her, even the slightest, she would never leave him alone again. “Nice.”
“Nice? Oh, thank you a lot!” she rolled her eyes, feeling even worse.
“Come on, Babs! You are smart, ressorsefull, and determined. You never give up, even when you have little to no changes. Look at Maxwell, for example. It’s clear that he doesn’t love you, and still, you will fight for him until the end.”
“Thank you! I really like being the crazy obsessive woman!”
“That’s not what I meant. Actually, sometimes I envy you, Babcock.”
“Me? Why?” she asked, predicting some cheap zinger at her expense.
“Because at least you fight for who you love,” he said, a sad smile on his lips.
C.C. looked at Niles surprised. So he loved someone? That was new! She had never heard something like that before. Niles in love… That seemed wrong.
“Niles, are you dating someone?” she asked, suddenly feeling a lump on her throat.
He avoided her eyes, blushing. There he was, opening his big mouth and talking more than he should! He blamed the brandy for that.
“No, not dating. That’s nothing, really,” he dismissed it, as nothing much important. He only hoped Ms. Babcock could move on and stop talking about that. But he didn’t have that luck.
“But you love someone, right?” she asked, not letting that go. The blonde was now determined to know who she was, and wouldn’t stop for nothing until she found out. Damn her! Damn him!
“Yeah… Some people could say it,” he smiled, looking at her.
“Who is she?” she asked again. Stubborn woman!
“I’m not telling you!”
“Come on, Niles! Tell me!” she begged, making a cute face. That was so unlike her, that Niles had to stop himself from smiling. She looked completely adorable there.
“Is that Nanny Fine?”
“No! Why would I like Miss Fine?” he frowned. She was like a little sister! Even thinking about it seemed wrong.
“I don’t know! Maybe that’s a servant thing,” she shrugged. “Val then?”
“No!”
She closed her eyes, in deep consideration. Then her jaw dropped, and she looked at him, horrified.
“Yetta?”
“Dear Lord, woman!” Niles cringed, drinking his brandy all at once.
“It’s not Sylvia, is it? Niles, she is married!”
“No! The woman I love is not married, or dating, or anything!”
Niles was losing his patience with her. In part because she couldn’t let that subject go, but mostly because her complete ignorance was annoying him. How could she name every woman they knew and not think about the most obvious person, the woman he truly loved? Was she stupid or just refusing to accept the truth?
“She must be pathetic,” C.C. laughed, trying to imagine which kind of woman the butler would be in love with.
“You got that right,” he said, a twinkle in his eyes and a smirk on his lips.
“What else? Is she ugly? I bet she is!” the blonde snubbed, smoking some more.
“Oh, no! She is gorgeous. The most gorgeous woman I’ve ever met,” he said, sweetly, drawing C.C.’s attention to him. For some reason, she hated hearing him talk like that about another woman, especially calling her gorgeous, of all words.
“More than Nanny Fine?” she gulped.
“Oh, yes. At least for me,” he said, his eyes sparkling.
C.C. swallowed. If she was more gorgeous than Fran, the blonde was seriously doomed.
“Is she a maid?” asked C.C., hoping to be superior to that woman in something.
“No, she doesn’t work for anyone. At least not the way I do. Actually, she could do whatever her heart wishes for.”
“So, she has a career?”
“For sure.”
“Bitch!” Though C.C. gritting her teeth. So Miss Perfect was gorgeous and had a bloody career. No big deal.
“She must be an idiot then.”
“Oh no! She is anything but an idiot! Actually, she is the most quick witted woman I know.”
That was an insult! C.C. looked away, sad, angry. C.C. knew she wasn’t the prettiest woman in New York, or even the most successful. Working for years for Maxwell, doing the dirty work yelling to choreographers and seducing bankers, while Max posed as the genius… she knew she let her infatuation for him get the best of her. But having Niles, smartass-quick-witted Niles, naming another woman as the most intelligent he ever met instead of her, that was too much! She pouted, and folded her arms, tired of playing that game.
“I bet she is awful!”
“That she is!” he agreed, realizing the change in her behavior. She looked like a little brat, a girl who lost her favorite toy, pouting and turning her face like that. He smiled. Could Babcock feel jealous of him? Even a bit?
“Ha! I knew it!” she smiled brightly.
“She is selfish, self-centered, pathetic, bad-humoured, cunning, petty… And I still love her anyway.”
Babcock’s smile dissappeared, in disappointment. That mysterious woman, who seemed to live just in Niles' imagination, suddenly became human. He wasn’t only infatuated, he truly loved her. And C.C. couldn't do anything about that.
“Did I forget to add something?” he asked her, quite amused.
“How am I supposed to know?” said C.C., defeated.
“Elementary, dear Babcock…” he said, grabbing her chin, and forcing her look into his eyes. “She is you.”
“Me?” her voice was weak and soft. She looked so young and naive. Niles chuckled. “Stop joking! I’m not in the mood.”
“But I’m not joking, Babs! I’m sorry for you, but I love you and there is nothing you can do about that.”
She looked at him for a moment, and a smirk formed on her lips. That was time for Niles to feel insecure. Damn! He was so taken by her reactions - of what he mistook by deception and maybe even sadness - that he completely forgot it was Babcock who he was talking to! And now she would tease him forever! What an idiot he was!
“Are you sure there is nothing I can do, Beula?”
In a split second, Babcock grabbed Niles by the tie, drew him closer and kissed his lips passionately. Taking the rare opportunity and decided to enjoy it as much as he could, he retributed the kiss, making it passionate, raw, full of lust and need. They split apart, still lost into each other.
“Now, who is teasing who?” he asked, still trying to catch his breath.
“Oh, Niles… Don’t you know me already? Since when I’m a woman of teasing?” she smiled, her voice deeper and huskier than he'd ever heard her. “So, mine or yours?”
He smiled. Oh, that damn woman indeed!
#C.C. Babcock#niles the butler#niles/cc#enemies to lovers#bonding#posted on ao3#secret crush#or maybe not so secret#idiots to lovers#the nanny
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i have another mb list
note: adam is the drill director, cole is the music director, jon is the pt instructer, carly is drum major :)
theres lots of swearing, sex jokes and crude humor, read at your on risk.
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"ref femington" "f remington?"
"do u think mr gessel is here" "mr gaslight??"
"carly ur killing it as drum slayjer"
"onest"
"i come from a drum major growing farm" "did you grow on a tree" "i did"
"i am going to get humoungus shoulder bones"
"why are tou fingering my trumpet"
"do what i say not as i mean" "waot no"
"brain brain brain brain says yes i can okay"
*cries in reed wall*
"i got a dimple bc i got hit by a truck"
"blessinfs of the flying spagetri monster"
"do the rhing"
"nate was like i talked to Micheal after we stopped being friends bc he didnt choose jazz"
"dick and balls"-mason
"it looks like a jail"
"by the double doors-" "dumbledore??"
"where the fuck did my phon-" "WOAH THERE." "on the stage?" "watch ur fuxking mouth"
"grant cant be rushing the trumpets to the field while toris takin a smoke break"
"colby does my music inside my bell look sexy" "hot"
"kachow?" "KACHIGGA"
"was bernie sanders in dci"
"do as i mean not as i say"
"if you summon a demon you must make thrm a sandwich" "im wanna be a demon so people make me sandwiches"
"EAT FOOD OR I WILL SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT ANYWAYS"
*metranome noises*
/uh/ "tqkes me back" "wHAT" "STORYTIME?!"
"in the beginning, there was cole lobdell"
"are we not allowed to have fun" "AbsoLuT lY nOt"
*nods to george laying dead on the ground* "he does that a lot, doesnt he?" *nods*
"mellos stop showing off"
"stab wm like oj" "alledegy"
"are you dancing to the abulance siren-"
"you guys are starting to sound like a decent mb" "YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
*look9ng at uneven lines* "those lines are straighter then me"
"was that dupposed to be british sxottish or Australian?" "good question"
"theyre both boring" "exCusE mE dId yOu jUst dIreSpEct oUr nAtIonAl aNtHem"
"we need to slay harder" ".. yes that"
"why do drugs when sprinkles"
"i hope that you achieve your wildest dreams neighbor"
"jon is mean sometimes neighbor" "jon is really a terrible person neighbkr"
"ill venmo you my soul"
*cries in hardware store*
"i want to kiss a woman" /whispering/ "yea"
"you cant be late if adam isnt out here before you are" "that is a correct statement"
"aAron" "what" "shut up" "no i will die on thr british hill"
"oh blimey its adam"
"oh poppycock its the razzers"
"wer we gonna slat the whole way" "mercilessly slaighter"
"slay target queen adam" "target princess"
"forkcus- oo forkus- FOCUS"
"/chucks shoes across the field to show a better demo/"
"you better slay bitches"
"can we talk for a minute abt the strange journey of the word dope-"
"we should build a wall and make jazz 1 pay for it"
"im gonna need an algebraic expression for ur straightness"
"the queen is being reincarnated as trisha payatas kid"
"i am sorry for bringing the vibe down"
"#slaying"
"wait yOU ARENT STRAIGHT?"
"is that gonna be a slack channel-"
"bring the beat in" "ANYTHING FOR YOU BEYONCÉ"
"we are taking the hypetrain to slaytown"
"phillip the metranome boi"
/addy with a sousa/ "colby do you think it fits me?" *aggressively shakes head no*
*aggressively yell counts* "how do you guys FEEL"
"do you like men or do you like women" "yes. /silence/ wAIT-"
"#do not drag #slay #swag"
"im sure its important info but youre hearing THE SOURCE"
"im sorry i neglected you" "remember when cole neglected us? pfft. loser."
"shes giving dead but shell alwats serve; june, probably"
"and without further adue the hmb present the national anthem" "from memory" "from memory" "with skyrim"
/skyrim ambiance/
"that is not a joke it is just straight facts"
"did you feel good abt listening to us ballade"
"im not even white lying" "are you saying youve done that before"
"see if we shame them enough shame becomes fear"
"cheese grater 2.0!"
"mom alex is being kinky"
"you are only half a woman"
"see so i have a kink for men and /blank/ has a kink for women" "it cancels out"
"see so i dont like children and i dont like sex so no more sex no more sex no more sex"
"i want to get mentally better so men can hit on me so i can get mentallt better"
"i dOnT hAvE thEm dAnG proNounS iM an AmerIcAn"
"i forgor my pronouns"
"ladies lads and non binary chads"
"oh by the way /blank/ im sexist now" "nice"
"hi im sexost" "gello felloe sexist"
"sarah i dont think ive ever heard you say smth as relatable as "im going to eat smth flr my mental health""
"a wood made of reed" /couple seconds/ "wAIT-"
"just march brass and then youll never have that problem" "respectfully no."
"not to be political or anything but honosexual... is kinda gay" "woah"
"activate yoyr slat switch"
"trumpets" /dramatic pause/ dayummmmm"
"colby do you agree that john loves balls"
"if i see another person climb a fence i will be a very sad boi"
"learning the rest of the salad'
"loop doop doopity loop doop"
"well /pause/ if the sparkplug fits"
"colby did you like my trill" "i was not... mentally prepared for it"
"wait no it was a del taco" "fre sha vac a do"
"i am not touchin yalls sweaty ass hands'
"/takes addys hand/ /knees down/ "queen? /gasp/ /sniffle/ i do" /arron plays the beginnings of careless whisper/
/in the middle of a rep/ "FUCK"
"what the absolute fuck is that every time i look over here you two are doing whatever thr goddamn fuck that is what even-"
"so like vocal ideA: snares sing the first verse of i am a gummy bear. like i think its actually a really good idea"
"that was very intimate" "uH *confused straight noises*"
"sarahs just laughing at us"
"like cockwork" "tee hee"
"aldom"
"remy!" "yea?" "you have been promoted to stick boi"
"me when split squat"
"START AT T OKAY ONE TWO SPILL THR TEA"
"tue ghost of george was playing a beat early"
"tenors one of yoy is coming in early" "YEAH GEORGE" /george is not there/
"adam hancock is draco malfoy" "POTTAH-"
"I LOVE FB" "MEN" "I LOVE MEN" "T E S T O S T E R O N E "
/dutdut dah daht/ "sports"
"they locked us out of the school :("
*plays careless whisper really loud and scream sings half of the lyrics over loud band noises*
*spontaneously plays half of 7 nation army with only bass line as an entire band*
"sorry me and cole have like 0 brain cells combined-"
"nobody leaves until weve falcon prided"
"ate my grandma ans call my daddy oat lawd"
"i beg of thee to pls unlock thy band room door"
"guys omg were still winning"
"prep step on god"
"imagine flirting with the drumline" "imagine not flirting with the drum line"
"bloody stumps on the yard line"
"you ever just look at drum line and are like w o a h" "are you calling me sexy" "i mean-" "I MEAN-C
"thanks queen" /over speaker/ "hashtag slay"
"yo team that was hashtag slay"
"are they really homies if you dont kiss rgem goodnight"
"band ten slay"
"if you do that i will be sad boi hours"
"see im supposed to give all my organs to carly but you can have my balls"
"shhhh i like phillips legs"
"where did stick boi go he forgor his stic"
"not only will i go against your wishes i will go thr complete opposite direction"
"talk less!" "...smile more" "dont let them know ehat your against or what your for?" "you cant be serious" "you wanna get ahead?" "yea" "fools who run their mouthes off wind up dead" "STOP QUOTING HAMILTON"
"if you dont stop i will slay you with a spear"
"I A M F I R S T" /but said like i am spartus/
"jesus christ-" "you called?"
"i have a social life during marching band"
/gasp/ "adam!" /gasp/ "aADAM"
"mw when fruity"
"bro im goung on the second bus"
"WAIT IS YOUR VOCAL BAD ROMANCE WAIT"
"adams head just swung open and out popped out colby thr drum major so no he did not grow on a tree"
"oh dear the contible you must find yourself a place to hide"
"you blew my wig off"
"i need a will to live" "same i think theyre 23 cents at 7/11"
"ngl i didnt see that correctly and i thought colby and jon were holsing hands"
"its like a bunch of bb birds" ..kinda gross lowkey"
"you can decline but idk why you would liek honestly get ur life together"
"hey bandits c:"
"its a conga line" "but like an intimate conga line"
"jack you look- .. i was gonn say hot but im nkt sure if thatd allowed"
*sad band hours*
"yo that was cRISPY"
"a little curvy is okay" "a little,,, fruity,,, if you will "
"guys their show is twitter" "that is an interesting show name"
"YO THEY MADE A TRIANGLE I LOVE TRIANGLES" "personally i like potatoes"
"i think we should have a band get to tegther where tougrt kicked out if you dont make xomments on everything"
"guys at the end of the show you should light me on fire" "like in a cute way"
"I REQUIRE MEN"
"cole do you feel at home in the choas kf marching band" "yea 😌"
"you ever just throw a colby in ur carly"
"ill be the colby to your carly"
"drunk driving best driving'
"work harder, not smarter"
"sax section vocab section"
"sax section smoking section" "sax section SOBER SECTION"
"gay eighth notes"
"sax section consenual sex section"
"mr lobdell do you want to babysit adams kids"
"cwrly whar are you doung to natilias hands" "shes gently caressing them"
"have them make it into a jif and send it to you" "its gif" "i will fight you"
"I am first" "i will slay you with a spear"
"thr whole band is in a polygamous relationship"
"-my man tights-"
"we should go back to confederacy and the whole bus goes WOAHHHGG-"
/walks up/ "perry the platypus is a slut" /walks away/
/during a band performance/ /several peopl/ "CIRCLE DRILL???"
"bro look at those sexy feet theyre so in time"
"yo why is the sun on dark mode"
"i got shaken baby sydrom for real"
"i strongly suggest that all of you go sit in thr bus snd take a nap"
"that was a certified my bad"
"sup baby gender"
"top of the toe"
"when i grow up i wanna have a kid and name him georg" "name him what"
"bro you just got tondID"
"badasslesauce"
"heres an idea: bring edibles" "W O A H T H E E R E "
"cosmic brownies are crack cocoaine"
"anything for the good of the order?" "slay" "actually slaying is against the law"
"when she puts the 7th over the 5th uts just really heartwrenching, it is"
"two dollars for any coffee at mcdonalds were gonna get liIiiIiiTtt"
"girl is he rich thats the real question men objectify us so we should o jectify them"
"slay bitch"
"miss slayness-"
"bro i slayed in 78 better then anyone slayed in 84"
"flip phone is the new asians"
"we should kiss" /silence/ "no response?"
"she made fun of dom- which is respectable but-"
"i think i would understand you better if you were speaking spanish" "you would understand me if i was a lesbian"
"stab it like ceaser" "allegedly"
"adam can we go fraterinize with the other tubas"
"DO IT AND ILL LEAK THE OLD SPICE"
"sex more like cringe stay virgin boys"
"do you like meaty balls" "OH YEAH"
"SHUT UP GIANNA NO ONE ASKED YOU"
"you look like kurt coban if kurt coban was logan"
"its cold but its like crisp.... newbury"
"i just sucked up all of laurens diseases- do you have aids?"
"yo wheres the candy id like to accept candy from strangers"
"im gonna go home and- make out with my mom"
"SARAH SHUT YOUR BALLS"
"sax section jiggity section"
"noah for person"
"so we like draft people for mb-"
"step one: kindly ask them to stop. step two: curse at them. step three-" "hold on can we go back to step 2 i like step 2-"
"mason how do you like your men" "logan" /blows kiss/
"im cold" "hi cold im logan"
"and you all slay with logan"
"ash stop gently caressing me with a leaf"
"now you have a little leaf hat :D" -tori
"what does period blood taste like like would it taste different"
"saxes!!!!! sexiessss!!"
"sax section make out section"
"sax section sex saxtion"
"STICK BOI WHERE ARE OUR STICKS"
"i got out cuz i wanted to kiss grant"
"we should go get milk ans then we should go to lexs house and make out"
"im sorry i spaced out and heard sneaking out and doung drugs"
"no mom i swear im not sneaking out and doing drugs im going to a jazz festival"
"if that does not work, Joshua quintana's feet would be a suitable replacement"
"sax section toris section"
"max" "doo do do doo do doooo" "jUsT sAY hERe"
"what was discontinued?" "ur mom" "OOOOHHHHHHH"
"when you tell someone ur having a baby ur badically telling them IM HAVINF SWX EVERY DAY" "im sorry what"
"what are yoy high on" "ur mom" "you look like someone whod be high on their mom"
"sax section sleepover section"
"sax section geocash section"
"idk maybe i have foodborne illness disease on my hands" "that sentence made 0 sense"
"color gaurd obama be like lemme be gear"
"attendence obama: let ne be here'
"gay obama: let me be queer"
"DATE MICHELLE OBAMA"
"ur literally just making out with her leg"
"sax section cuddle section"
"bAcK in My dAy we dIdNit nOne oF thEm daGnAb PrnoUns"
"up two boogaloo-"
"ill give you both 5 bucks if you kiss rn"
"we might not be thr bret band vut we will always be the most radioactive band"
"yknow with all the singing you guys do during marching band youd think youd be better at it-"
"love at first kiss"
"mr lobdell really said i support the gays"
"have you seen logan shirtless hes a mermaid"
"what is up my original gangster"
"jesus was homosexual"
"the hdmi is powered by love"
"check that you are connected to the correct wifi w t f mates"
"hes a google fanboi"
"POW right in the kisser"
#incorrect quotes from marching band#marching band#jazz band#concert band#symphonic band#wind ensemble#band camp#high school band#my band#drum major#pacific northwest#like clockwork#tenor saxophone#saxophones#bass clarinet#clarinet#flute#trumpet#sousaphone#baritone#mellophone
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Relationship dynamics that don’t get talked about enough IMO
Absolute girl boss x Some Dad. Bonus: the dad turns out to be some super powerful ex-lord or some similar shit (Romantic or Sexual)
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Looks like a cinnamon roll, is batshit insane x looks like an absolute nightmare, is actually a cinnamon roll. Bonus: They’re both actually insane but they both hide it well (Romantic or Platonic)
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Stupid idiot that you wonder if they actually have something up there x no No NO GOD PLEASE NOT THEM! Bonus: They’ve been married X amount of years and bozo over there is just realizing they have a whole-ass partner with two kids and a pet. (Romantic)
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“Whatever you do, please! Find me in the next life!” x “No matter where or when we are, I’ll always be by your side. Not even fate can tear us apart” (Romantic)
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Royal/Nobel x Personal Knight/Servant (Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
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Tall sexy bottom x short chaotic top (Romantic or Sexual)
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Tall sexy Asexual x short goober that has no idea what sex even is nor do they even care about it (Romantic)
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Looks like they can flirt, unintentionally does, and are never aware x looks completely innocent but is absolutely thirsty (Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
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“I’m the absolute worst human being. I should’ve never been allowed to walk the planet” x “No sweetheart. It’s okay. It was just a bug” (Romantic or Platonic)
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“I fucken suck” x “same bro. Wanna suck together?”(Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
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Ex-assassin that turned over a new leaf x The target that helped them do so and fell in love along the way (Romantic or Platonic)
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“PLEASE! Let me go or you’ll die!” x “I’ll never let go so long as it means you’ll be in my arms”(Romantic or Platonic)
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“LET ME HEAL YOU!!” x “meeting you was the only good thing I’ve ever done”(Romantic or Platonic)
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Evil cat parent x Happy dog parent. Bonus: both their pets bicker like siblings (Romantic or Platonic)
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Evil demon that literally hates everyone but one person x “They’re not so bad once you get past the hatred and malice” (Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
Same thing but an Evil demon that literally hates everyone but one person x “I thought they were a dog” (Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
Again! Evil demon that literally hates everyone but one person x “I didn’t get a choice in the matter” Bonus: The demon is a bottom (Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
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Person who goes around on one-night stands because sex is all they’re good for x teaches them they are worth so much more (Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
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“I'LL NEVER GIVE UP ON MY DREAM AS LONG AS I'M ALIVE! I WILL COME UP ON TOP” x “you tell ‘em babe!” (Romantic, Sexual, or Platonic)
Same thing but “I'll NEVER GIVE UP ON MY DREAMS AS LONG AS I'M ALIVE! I WILL COME UP ON TOP” x “NOT IF I GET THERE FIRST!” Bonus: They are childhood friends. (Romantic or Platonic)
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Overpowered girl boss x Equally as strong partner but they like getting their ass kicked because strength = sexy. (Romantic or Sexual)
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Raging Aro/Ace x got married for the tax benefits (Platonic)
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Tall, dark, and stupid x Genius lil goober (Platonic or romantic)
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“I have feelings for you” x “I have feelings…for you” The feeling was friendship (Platonic)
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“You’re my rival but I get really upset when others dare say that they’re your rival as well” x “Don’t worry, you’re the only rival perfect for me” (Romantic or Platonic)
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Rugged, homeless-looking man that has no manners, no sense of personal hygiene, and no sense of class X absolute goddess of a woman that's definitely way too good for him but they're fucken cute together anyways (Romantic or Sexual)
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“I never wanted to be but I guess I’m a parent now” x some lost child that coincidentally is the key to saving the world (Platonic)
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“Why won’t they notice me?” x “life is like a hurricane. Here in. Duckburg” (Romantic)
#shipping#inncorrect quotes#lgbtq#crackship#angst#fluff#romance#platonic#I have a lot more#I wanna take some of these characters in my mouth and shake them around like a rabbit dog#relationship dynamics#it's free real estate
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From The Perfect Series. 7.0 The Preceptor.
7.0 The Preceptor: Unborn, Free, In His Own Glory. From the Nirvana Upanishad.
The Paramahamsa: I am He.
The mendicant monks who wear marks of renunciation inwardly. [They are the ascetics entitled to study this Upanishad.]
(They are) the protectors of the field in which I-ness (indicative of the separateness of the Self) is destroyed.
Their settled conclusion is partless like ether.
(Their heart) is the river of immortal waves.
(Their heart) is imperishable and unconditioned.
(Their preceptor) is the (realized) sage free from doubts.
Eastern scriptures tell us we are God and He is us and this is not true, was never meant to be true. You are you, just the way you were made and how you want to be.
People get very angry at me for saying so, but you really can do what you want. No matter what you’re told, you’re going to anyway, so rather than take position for or against anything, I explain the Self.
Because of Self, the Holy Spirit, we have many opportunities to figure out if our life choices were correct or not. All you have to do is pay attention and the world will communicate its impressions of your behavior quite clearly. Self provides Sentient Solutions to troublesome behaviors should their karmas be insufficient. Renunciation of the root causes of karmas, habits or biases towards certain kinds of thinking and behaving kick starts Sentience.
Renunciation (v.2) is not renunciation of the outer world or the “fruits of our actions” or desire or the suffering that comes from desire. Renunciation is a conscious decision to give up being a spoiled little baby, grow up and face the world you live in, one that you help make, unmake and participate in.
Renunciation takes bravery because we are battered by the Forces of Darkness that tell us to hide from being a grown up: Don’t be sexy, don’t be a woman, don’t be a gay fag, don’t wear the clothes you want, don’t be black, don’t be poor, don’t, don’t, don’t...all of these false ideas which readily fail the litmus test of clear perception have to be renounced and comfort with how things really are must become comfortable:
“Those we call sages, aka adults, settle into a life that is not disturbed by false ideas.” (v. 3.)
Here is one to get you razzled and dazzled: Do you like to watch porn or even make it? I’m not a huge fan of either one, honestly, I’m not, but I think porn stars and porn, in their place, serve an important role in the lives of people that enjoy them. Do you feel a little wiggle in your stomach? That’s because we have demonized pornography...which does not kill.
Bun guns which do kill are still okay, I’m sure you felt not one tinge of anxiety over that, but porn makes us go totally nuts.
We seem to experience not one bit of Nirvana watching other people (our ourselves) bangin’ it, but our society is completely comfortable with the idea of a gun doing it.
v. 7 and 8 say we have to quell the conditions in our hearts and minds that cause us to get all pissed off and want to climb up to a moral high ground instead of being a little fucking quiet for a minute and sorting things out.
Freedom from doubt is Stillness.
I’d rather the world see me naked with another person (which you won’t) than watch me shoot someone with a gun. I have made these decisions as an adult and they give me quite a lot of confidence with how I live my life.
Confidence, conscience, freedom from doubt are Nirvana, they are signs our unborn souls, our Preceptors are coming into their own glory. We will keep fanning them to greater levels of brightness as we continue to study the Perfect Series.
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How the MHA boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes<3
I also plan on making a demon slayer and haikyuu version so look out for that hoessss
Midoriya Izuku
Dude he would flip, but like in a positive way-
He would get so flustered and immediately start muttering on and on about how pretty you look and try to poorly hide his embarrassment
He would find it really cute, plus he wears slightly bigger sized shirts so it wouldnt fit to tight on you
And even if it did he would find it absolutely adorable
You wearing one of his shirts that literally say "shirt" and a pair of his sweats to go along with it and it would be one of his new favorite things
He would ask if he could take a picture to save as his new homescreen deadass
He just cant get over how adorbale you look so of course hes gonna get all flustered and lovey dovey
10/10 would cuddle you for the rest of the night and not let you leave. Sleepover timeeeee
"What are you wearing?" He said as he stumbled across you in one of his shirts and sweats. You were bored and uncomfy in your jeans and tshirt so you decided it was a good idea to steal some of your boyfriends clothes to get more comfortable. Of course he was a little smaller in size then you but it would still work.
"I got uncomfortable and I thought you wouldn't mind if I borrowed some clothes to change into. I can change if you want-"
"No no no, you're okay! I mean I like you in my clothes, and I'm glad they make you comfortable! I just didnt know what you were doing and I was a little confused at first but you look really cute so I really don't mind at all, I swear! I was just a little startled-" you were interrupted by Izuku's rambling. He always did this when he was nervous. All you could really do is chuckle, and have your cheeks blush slightly at the compliments while getting comfy on his bed.
Bakugou Katsuki
Bakugou thought it was a dumb idea at first, like he just didnt get it
Though after your persistent meddling he gave in and gave you one of his shirts
After you put it on and showed him he got all flustered and very horny
He felt weirdly proud about it, it was like a way of marking you as his and he liked that
And omg when you stole and wore a pair of his boxers, he fucking malfunctioned. Heres how the scenario would go in my head-
"Welcome back Katsuki!" You said cheerfully from further inside his dorm.
"Ah, what are you doing here shitty woman! I'm tired and want to go to bed-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw you laying on his bed in his boxers and his classic skull tshirt. He didnt realize how horny he had been but now the bulge in his pants was very prominent and uncomfortably tight.
"See something you like katsu?" You teased. You knew he had been stressed from interning lately and I mean so have you, so why not kill two birds with one stone?
"Hell yeah I do." He said crossing the room fast and finding your lips. A heated makeout session started, you had sat up and placed your hands on his chest starting to undo his tie and unbutton his uniform shirt. He pulled away and smirked grabbing you by the chin making you look at him.
"You're such a naughty girl." He pulled his pants and boxers down in one swift motion, hissing when the cool air hit his cock. "Now get to sucking slut." You smirked and went down to lick his slit, some pre hitting your taste buds making you mewl. You began to bob your head at a steady pace. He groaned as his head fell back, a hand falling behind your head guiding your movements.
"Such a good little slut for me. Got any panties under here?" He said snapping the elastic of his boxers, leaving a delicious sting on your hip. You hummed causing another groan to rip through his throat. He pulled you off his cock with a pop.
"Is that a yes or a no sweet cheeks?" He said dragging his thumb against your drool soaked lips
"No sir, I dont have any panties on." You say, eyes half lidded and full of lust.
"Good answer-" He started as he pinned you down on the bed and left a chaste kiss on your lips. "Cause I was gonna take em' off anyways."
Kirishima Eijiro
When you first ask if you could borrow a shirt and pants to wear to sleep in his dorm he gladly excepted
He found it to be quote on quote "the manliest thing ever"
He would feel bad that his clothes are tight on you so he buys a couple over sized ones and wears them to get them to smell like him and next time you come to trade out hoodies he gives you those in hopes it'll make you feel more comfy
He would def also steal your clothes
He would love to wear your hoodies around the dorm and flex about having them
He loves that you feel comfortable enough to wear his clothes and to also let him wear yours
It's a trust and comfort thing that he finds the most adorbale
It makes him feel so happy, you make him so happy<3
You heard a knock on your door. You got up from your bed and made your way to the door as whoever it was continued to knock. You opened it up to see a red head with sharp teeth grinning widely at you.
"Hey kiri!" You said wrapping your arms around his neck as you leaned forward to place a kiss on his cheek. He wrapped one arm around your waist and chuckled at your kiss.
"I came by to swap hoodies again! Yours stopped smelling like you." He said with a pout on his lips.
"Ah its okay baby, I'll give you another one!" You said with a smile.
Todoroki Shouto
Shouto would be confused on why exactly you would want to wear his clothes when you have your own that are perfectly fine
But he would still find it oddly comforting and very cute
He didn't really know that was a thing that couples do, you know trading clothes
So you would steal his hoodies and you would give him yours to sleep in
Dude he would get so happy
He would put your hoodie on for the first time alone in his dorm after you dropped it off and gave him a kiss goodnight
So he puts it on and just feels so comfy and at home in a sense. He just feels so calm and at peace with the world
Plus when he realizes it smells like you he goes wild
Would sleep in it every night and every morning he would fold it neatly and place it on his pillow so that when he gets home after a long day of class and interning with his dad he can wear it straight out his shower and smell your scent and be able to go to sleep peacefully that night
He can only hope his hoodies make you feel the same way yours do to him
"I can have this?" He says holding out the hoodie of yours you just gave him to be able to wear, a stoic expression still painted on his face.
"Well yeah! I thought since you let me have yours that you could have mine!" You said with a smile. Shoto couldn't help the heat that started to flush his face. He never knew that this is what couples do. He just knew they cuddled, kissed, held hands, and went on dates. He didn't know you could exchange clothing as a form of affection, but when you asked to have one of his hoodies he did love the idea of you wearing them. Shoto liked it even more when he saw you around the dorm in them.
"Thank you y/n. I appreciate it greatly." He spoke.
"Of course roni!" You said leaning in and pecking his lips "Goodnight, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite!" You said skipping towards the girls dorms.
"Goodnight. Sleep well." He said softly. You smiled and waved goodbye. Once you rounded the corner and he could no longer see you he entered his room now staring at the hoodie once again.
He pushed the hoodie over his head and put his arms through. He adjusted the material until he was comfortable. He looked in the mirror and stated to go red. He was wearing your hoodie. He started to get this euphoric feeling of relief. A sense of home is what he felt while wearing it. He tucked himself into bed and laid his head on his pillow when he got a sudden whiff of your scent. It smelled like you too. He felt even more comfy now. He went to sleep peacefully that night. It felt like he was going to sleep in your arms. It was amazing. He now wears it every night and when it doesnt smell like you anymore he asks for you to wear it to make it smell like you again. You have definitely created a monster-
Mezo Shoji
Shoji is a pretty big fella and because of his quirk his clothes are kinda unique
BUT his pants and boxers are normal and can fit you fairly well
I feel like he would also get over sized clothes to lounge in so he feels less restricted so that's a bonus for you
So now you steal his pants all the time when your too lazy to go to your dorm and change or if you haven't done laundry and your out of comfy clothes
Plus you steal his boxers to basically substitute them as spandex shorts
I feel like he wouldnt know that he would like seeing you in his clothes until he did and he would get really happy.
And he finds it incredibly sexy when you wear his boxers, like damn you finna get WRECK-
You have once again stolen one of Shojis pair of boxers to wear as spandex, cause their just so comfy! Your boyfriend was currently downstairs in the kitchen getting you guys snacks for your movie night in his dorm.
You had gotten one his boxers and hid your panties in your pants and folded them nicely over on the nightstand. He came in with his hands full of popcorn, candy, and drinks. Not the healthiest but for sure yummy!
"Here let me help bubs!" You say getting out from under the blanket and standing to help grab stuff from his hands. He stared down at your lower stomach, hips, and thighs seeing them covered in the print of one his boxers. He was used to you stealing his pants and boxers but their was something different this time. Something in him snapped. "You okay Shoji?" You asked placing your hands on his chest after already setting the drinks and candy down. Popcorn still in one hand he took the other and stroked your cheek.
"I'm okay love. I see you stole my boxers again." One of his arms finding its place to settle on your hip.
"Oh yeah I did. I didn't feel like running back all the way to my dorm just to change." You spoke "Is that okay?" You asked, a silent plead in your eyes for it to be okay with him.
"Yeah it's okay." He said bending down and nuzzling his cheek against yours. You hummed in contentment before speaking.
"I'll get the movie ready!" You said running over to his laptop on his desk across the room. Shoji saw your pants folded neatly on his night stand where he was gonna set the popcorn and drinks so they were easier to reach. He set down the popcorn on the bed and picked up your pants accidentally unfolding them and causing your panties to fall on the floor at his feet. A flush crossed Shojis face, a scorching heat firing through his body. This is the straw that broke the camel's back.
You couldn't figure out what movie you wanted to watch. You just scrolled and scrolled and scrolled through Netflix's recommended page finding absolutely nothing. Next thing you knew you felt Shojis hands wrap around you waist and his face right next to your ear.
"Shoji what are you-"
"No panties huh?" He interrupted.
That's all you needed to hear to know you were gonna have a long night filled with hours of unwatched watched movies and a bunch of screens saying "Are you still watching?"
Hanta Sero
He would praise the ever loving dog snot out of your bro
Dude he would praise you left and right, up and down, side to side which is basically the same thing as left to right but we wont talk about it
He absolutely loves it
He never knew he needed this until now and he is never going back
He loves how you look in his clothes so he would for sure start getting slightly oversized stuff so it will fit you more comfortably so you dont have an excuse not to wear his clothes
Even though he would be perfectly content if you only wore them in his dorm, he just wants you in his clothes now 24/7
He would also steal your clothes<3 and he would always say he likes how they smell like you AHHHHHHH
"Come on, do a little twirl for me!" Sero teased as he spun his finger around in a circle.
"Sero!" You said, you could feel your face growing hotter by the second. He loved when you got all hit and bothered by his praise so he always teases you.
"You just look so damn good~" he said as he snaked his arms around your waist. He leaned in making you eager and lean in as well. Just as your about to kiss he pulls away.
"Sero stop teasing!" You whisper shout, a bit of whine in your voice.
That's when he leaned down fully and gave you a kiss on your lips. You depended the kiss and started a full on make out session. His hands trailed down to your ass grabbing it firmly cause a gasp from you. He took that as a chance to slip his tongue in. After a couple minutes you both pulled away for air, slightly panting and a string of salvia connecting your lips.
"You look really cute in my clothes but I think they'd look cutest on the floor-"
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counter point, m | jjk
pairing(s): jungkook x reader
summary: You enrage your perfect boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, by being overtly sexual and inappropriately licking your kitchen counter. Why? Because you can and he's going to get horny regardless. He's going to chase after you with a spoon, so you better run!
warnings: rated M (18+) for language; established relationship; playful banter and shitty jokes; actually low-key crack and fluff; shower smut (fem reader, handjob, thigh riding, nipple play, marking / scratching, fingering, multiple orgasms, one pussy slap); too much wasted water, RIP; non-idol!BTS; the parenthesis are the reader’s inner thoughts; please help Jungkook, he's just trying to eat shaved ice, not pop a boner (he does anyway)
yes, the title is a pun
it's the best laid plans couple and they're crackheads
no need to read the first one, but it's there if you want more
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“Don’t.”
You grinned at your boyfriend (Cheshire-cat-style, but make it sexy).
“Listen to me, do not do it.”
You extended you tongue (lizard-style, still sexy).
Jeon Jungkook, your boyfriend currently making shaved ice, narrowed his dark brown eyes at you and barked your name sharply (angry-mother-scolding-their-child-style, but make it the hottest man on the fucking planet who you were down to get railed by every second of every day). His ash-blond hair flared out around his strong features, adding to his (horny) fury.
He could pretend to be mad, but you knew better.
You licked the kitchen counter.
“Fucking damnnit!”
You cackled as you licked the fallen syrup and ice combination that was on the kitchen counter, slurping up the fallen solider (a valiant fight, but Jungkook had missed the bowl by accident and he deserved an honorable death).
“I told you I was getting a towel!” Jungkook hissed furiously, shaking the white towel with the cute pink bunny character on it. “Don’t be a nasty heathen!”
“What’s nasty about our kitchen counters?” you countered (ey, yeah, see what happened there). “We clean them all the time.”
You leaned down again and licked the counter, pressing your tongue flat against the granite and making Jungkook growl, to which your responded with wiggling your eyebrows. He shook the towel at you again, but didn’t advance.
“Back, you fiend.”
You straightened and grinned, sauntering over to him and the towel he was using like a rosary and you were the demon he was trying to exorcise (he wasn’t pure enough to be a priest, but then again, that might be your fault).
“But I need the towel to clean up the mess,” you chirped, grinning cheerfully as you closed your hand around the cloth, holding it for a little too long, letting your eyes linger on his tense face, taking in his chiseled jaw, shapely lips, and flashing dark brown eyes.
“Stop looking at me like that.”
You smiled.
Ran your tongue over your upper lip.
“Like what?”
Jungkook looked like he wanted to murder you and fuck you.
(Not at the same time; that would be some serial killer shit.)
“Stop fucking teasing me when you’re not gonna do anything,” he grumbled, pouting slightly as you snatched the towel from him and wiped the counter that you had already licked clean.
“Who, me?” you replied innocently, grabbing the sponge to clean off the granite before wiping the spot once more. “I would never, ever tease you, Jungkook.”
He narrowed his eyes at you until they were lines and jammed his spoon into his shaved ice. “You never wanna fuck right after I work out.”
“Speaking of working out.” You pointed to his large bowl of shaved ice covered in syrup. “Should you have sweets right after working out?”
He clicked his tongue. “I drank my protein shake and I’m hot. Leave me alone.” He shoved a large spoonful into his mouth, still glaring.
(Oh, you’re hot, all right.)
“What a coincidence.”
Jungkook’s eyes shifted in suspicion as you spun around him. “Do I wanna know what’s a coincidence…?”
“I’m also hot.”
And you grabbed the bottom of your oversized sweatshirt (it was his) and pulled it up and over your head, leaving you in your underwear. You threw it at Jungkook’s crotch before prancing out of the kitchen.
“Alright, first of all–”
“Lachimolala,” you sang nonsensically, heading off to the bedroom. “I thought you wanted to be alone?”
Jungkook stomped after you, clutching his bowl and still shoving shaved ice in his mouth as he very loudly put in his two cents and pointedly ignored your comments (a skill he developed while dating you, mysterious why that would be).
“I know you’re hot, you’re insanely hot and that’s not fair, and, second, you can’t just take off your clothes and expect me not to follow you, and, three, let me fuck you, damnnit!”
You stuck your head out of the bedroom door and your tongue out of your mouth. “No. You stinky.”
Jungkook looked livid, still holding his spoon and bowl. “Don’t make me put this spoon down, woman.”
“Oh nooooooo, Jungkookie has a spoon, oh nooo!”
“Gimmie those titties! Get your ass over here right now!”
You ran to the bathroom and turned the water on, throwing off your underwear in record time, only for Jungkook to show up and get smacked in the face with your bra and panties (awesome, your aim was improving, all those hours playing FPS games was a sound investment).
Jungkook snarled and shook his head, blond hair flying everywhere, holding his bowl of shaved ice protectively as your underwear scattered around him. He looked ready to scold you, only to freeze and see you standing at the open glass shower door, fully naked.
Grinning.
(Checkmate, he totally wanted to bone you. His shorts were doing nothing to hide his massive tent.)
“See ya.”
And you slunk into the shower and hot water, snapping the door closed behind you, Jungkook fuming and crossing the space in two steps (damn, can you say legs, holy shit) and yanked open the shower door.
“You fucking brat–”
You smirked, water running down your body, tipping your head back to soak your hair, reaching up to slick it back with your tits up. His dark brown eyes ballooned to the size of Dragon Balls (those are pretty big balls, no cap). His shaved ice was rapidly melting from the steam.
A full ten seconds past.
(Kinda cold, bro, please close the door.)
You maintained your smirk, rolling your shoulders to cascade water down your body, down your breasts, dripping off your nipples, curling around the curve of your waist, streaming in rivets across the expanse of your thighs and ass, doing a little half-spin. Jungkook choked a little, eyes completely fixated to your body. You (completely unnecessarily, of course) placed a hand in between your breasts, splaying out your fingers, gliding it down your stomach, making a detour for your hip, sinking your nails into it (his bowl was tipping very dangerously now and the ice was half-gone), curving back to the inside of your thigh and squeezing your thighs around your hand.
(Okay, for real, you can close the door now, Jungkook.)
“Your shaved ice is melting.”
Jungkook started, picking up his jaw off the floor, and whipped his head to his bowl of now sweet ice water. He closed the shower door (finally!) and you breathed out a sigh of relief, finally wiggling under the showerhead to wash away the goosebumps and your frozen tits (you suffered for a good cause, but still), hearing your boyfriend straight-up slurp the rest of his shaved ice (it was practically a drink by now anyway). You pumped some shampoo in your hand and casually started working it into your hair before half-screaming as the door opened again and a very naked, very horny Jungkook invaded your personal space and pinned you against the shower wall.
(You weren’t expecting his speedrun of stripping, that must have been a fucking record!)
You blinked rapidly, trying to swipe the water out of your eyes.
“Jung–”
You didn’t expect to get anything out but you said one syllable before his lips crashed onto yours, spraying water everywhere as he half-entered the raining showerhead (still a bit stinky, tsk tsk), pressing his body against yours, jabbing you with his rock-hard dick (rude). You yelped in his mouth, but he didn’t seem to care (probably thought you deserved it, rude), taking your tongue and sucking on it, making you moan, driving his thigh in between yours and pushing it up, water suddenly gushing onto your heat and then hard muscle, you gasping at the contact, tipping your head back with a soft whimper.
Opening your eyes to a slight sting and Jungkook’s half-wet hair, dark silvery-blond curls around his smirking face, cocking an eyebrow at you.
“Not so high and mighty now, hm?”
(Fuck, he’s so fucking hot.)
Your eye began to sting very badly.
(Shit.)
“There’s shampoo in my eye,” you choked out.
“Oh shi–”
There was a brief intermission of water torture as Jungkook shoved your head under the showerhead and you did the awkward dance of one eye half-open, half-closed, rinsing out the soap residue while holding your breath and trying not to drown (beauty, grace, and blindness, the trifecta, right?). You yanked your head out with a gleeful sucking in of air, pushing your hair away from your forehead.
“Are you okay?” Jungkook asked worriedly.
“Why is no-tears shampoo only for babies?” you complained, wiping your eyes. “Don’t they know horny adults get accosted in the middle of showering sometimes and need that shit? They need to put a warning or I’ll sue.”
He laughed, rich, full, and wonderfully sexy. “I don’t think you’d – ah!”
The second Jungkook let his guard down, you grabbed his dick (sucker), and started pumping him with a flick of your wrist, grinning wildly. He gasped and tried to back up, but you pinned his thigh in between yours and rubbed your slick pussy on his muscle, causing him to sway slightly and plant his hands on the wall beside your head, gasping your name.
“O-oh, fuck…”
You used your other hand to grab his chin and pull him closer, kissing him hungrily, a slightly awkward angle but it didn’t matter because you had him in the palm of your hand now (literally), jacking him off with one and the other stroking his jaw, shuddering at his tongue flitting in your mouth, snaking your own out to meet his, fuck, such soft lips, and he still tasted a little sweet from his icy snack lingering on his tongue. Your hand slid back and cupped his head, fingers in his wet ash-blond hair, rolling your hips on his leg and pumping his swelling length in the other, getting him extra hard again, both of you moaning at the lovely pop of the head being squeezed by your thumb and index, before going right back to furiously kissing as you increased the speed and pressure.
Jungkook always complained about how you never worked out with him, but you always rebutted that said workouts never started because you two were too busy eating face.
(Also, why work out when you can fuck? More fun, more pleasure, less hating yourself as you complete the thirtieth sit-up. Clearly, your boyfriend failed to see the logic.)
“Jungkook, ah…”
One of his strong hands around your waist, arching your back, kissing down your neck, matching your pace with his hips, moaning into your skin, raising his leg even higher as he leaned down to wrap his lips around one of your nipples. Now the angle was really awkward, but you refused to give up, readjusting slightly, faster, harder, his mouth all over you, sucking hard, whimpering your name, your arm burning (and he wondered why you had biceps, sheesh), and you clamped his thigh in between yours, the real pleasure being how Jungkook moaned, throwing his head back, your name tumbling from his lips, so sexy with his dripping blond locks stuck to his cheeks, tendons standing out on his neck with the strain, thrusting into your hand to increase the pleasure and your arm was going to give out any second now but you just couldn’t, not yet.
“So fucking sexy,” you panted, your free hand tracing his jaw, shoving your thumb into his open lips, sinking your nails into his cheek because he was yours, all yours, and he didn’t care if you marked him up, his eyes rolling back, loving your roughness, wanting it. “Cum for me, come on, Jungkook,” you growled, even faster, even harder, thumb pressed into his lolling tongue and he whined, deep and feral, a mixed gargle of your name and pure ecstasy, cock jerking in your hand, spilling out over your thigh and the shower wall, hot sticky strings before being washed away, you dragging his face to yours, removing your thumb to kiss him again, sighing in relief now that you could slow, squeezing his twitching cock, feeling it drip down your fingers and smearing it all over his now-sensitive skin.
“So good, fuck, you’re so good…”
His hands all over your back, running his nails up and down, ravenous, messy kisses. Your hand stilled, arm burning, but somehow it didn’t matter, adrenaline and lust too much, and you wanted to hold him too, snaking your arms around his waist and digging your nails into his broad back, both of you moaning in unison as your ran lines of pleasure across each other’s backs, hips to hips, wet bodies rolling into each other, your drenched pussy on his hard thigh and his spent cock against your soft thigh.
“My arm almost died,” you gasped, his nails raking down to your hips, sinking into your ass.
“Heh, sorry,” Jungkook snickered (you suspected he wasn’t very sorry). “That’s what you get for teasing me.” (And you were right, hmph.) “This is why you should work out.” (This guy…)
You raised an eyebrow. “So I can make you cum in literal seconds? Your funeral.”
He paused, shifting his eyes. He seemed to be mentally struggling with the idea. “You look so fucking hot in workout clothes though,” he pouted, leaning down to press his chin against your breasts.
Uh oh, Jungkook was giving you puppy eyes now.
“I can wear workout clothes without actually working out,” you frowned. “And you never let me work out anyway because you’re too busy ogling me, and then you jump me mid-squat.”
He groaned, kneading your ass in his hands. “Your ass just looks so fucking good in leggings though… and the way your tits bounce, fuck…”
(Hello, Jungkook? You could, maybe, just look at the naked wet body in front of you right now instead of fantasizing about working out. What is your malfunction?)
You yelped as he buried his face into your tits, tongue snaking out and drawing thick, saliva-covered stripes over your breasts that were quickly washed away, whimpers in your throat once you saw the hungry look in his eyes, his pink tongue now circling your nipple, lowering his leg from between yours, your hands flying up to hold his head onto your chest.
“Ah, Jungkook, please…”
His lips closed in and his fingers grazed your slick slit, pressing circles of pleasure into you, leaning your head against the shower wall, back arched to give more to that perfect mouth, moaning his name, his fingertips finding your clit and rubbing it slowly, working you up, sucking your nipple and flicking it with his tongue, waves of pleasure and hot water enveloping you, pushing his wet hair back to look into those dark chocolate orbs, clouded by lust and his desire to make you feel good, already knowing that when you rocked your hips you wanted more, already knowing that when your noises became shallower, more needy, that you needed it harder, closing your eyes, faster, hot and warm from Jungkook and water.
“Yes, fuck, yes, so close, so good, Jungkook, ah, Jungkook!”
You felt the flinch of overwhelming ecstasy, immediately trying to close your legs but he blocked you, planting his thigh between yours to prevent them, your moan turning into a feverish whimper, clutching his shoulders.
“J-Jungkook, w-wait, oh, f-fuck…”
He wasn’t waiting, still stimulating your now throbbing clit, lifting his head to press his lips to yours, whispering hotly, you’re so sexy, so beautiful, I love you to so much, fuck, your brain barely computing language, w-what, oh fuck, yes, don’t stop, Jungkook, I love you, fuck, so good, his soft smile on your open lips as your moaned once more, ramming your hips into his hand, eyes rolling back, pleasure shooting up from your core, and Jungkook’s fingers plunged into your wetness, moaning with you, stuffing you with three because you were so, so wet.
“Fuck my hand, come on, wanna feel you…”
You heard hand (seriously? alright, your funeral, Jungkook), and enclosed your fingers around his now hard-again cock.
“Wait, w-what – ah, fuuuuuuuck…”
Your misinterpretation seemed to be a welcome development, your hips moving on their own, pussy clenching around his fingers, your hand a vice around his hard, swollen length, his hips thrusting into your closed fist, and now both of you just chasing pleasure, wet, loud, and hot, the water adding to the noise, skin on skin, your pussy making embarrassing sucking, squishing sounds paired with the rapid slap of your vicious pumping of his cock, feeling so good it was hard to speak, but it didn’t matter because your lips found his lips, and you could tell by his trembling inhale and soft whimpers that he loved you, and he could tell from your breathless gasps and desperate whines that you loved him, and all that made it more intense, better, sexier, perfect.
Your name in that silvery, needy tone, followed by, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, fuck!”
His name, followed by, “Shit, me too, fuck!”
(Maybe not your best work, oh well.)
You slapped your hips into his hand, burying his fingers all the way to his knuckles, and groaned, scorching ecstasy overtaking your veins, sparking up your spine and into your head, squeezing your thighs together powerfully, clamping his wrist in your softness. His cock jerked, his gasp in your face as he spilled again, all over your hip and thigh, jamming the throbbing head into your skin and moaning as his orgasm continued spurting out, pulsing, his moan turning into helpless cries as you rubbed the tip on your skin, smearing his cum onto you, his scent so strong you could still smell it despite the water washing it away, loving the way his hard, muscular body felt against you, shivering and vibrating with pleasure, unable to help himself, practically humping your leg to prolong the sensitivity.
Heavy, shuddering breaths.
Water tumbling down, somehow far too hot even though it was getting lukewarm.
(Rest in peace the water bill.)
“Uh… my hand…”
You tensed around it. “I like it here.”
Jungkook narrowed his eyes, frowning. “I’m getting a hand cramp.”
You bit your lip and clenched your core muscles, making him gasp.
“Fuck, I love how tight your pussy can get. Feels like you’re going to break my fingers.”
You relaxed, laughing. “That’d be a fun trip to the emergency room.”
He snickered and leaned in, kissing you softly. “I love you.”
You relaxed your thighs and he pulled his fingers out. “I love you too, Jungkook.”
You squeezed the head of his dick mid-kiss and he slapped your pussy in response, making you gasp.
“Brat.”
(Hello, you two, you’re wasting water… aw, shit, here we go again.)
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2021.09.01 - birthday drabble
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in which jjk attempts to direct porn and you proceed to clown him until he shuts you up by fucking your brains out
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Horror Recs for Magnus Fans, Part the Second
Last time I did this I was assuming that anyone who was listening to a horror podcast already knew some horror, but I have since learned that this is not the case, so there are a few more classics in here, as well as some more of my faves.
For anyone and everyone who listens to TMA: Sarah Monette's Kyle Murchison Booth stories, many (though not all) of which are collected in The Bone Key. Queer information professional would very much like for ghosts and monsters to leave him alone, does not get what he wants; can't resist the impulse to help out people who are more fucked over than him anyway. I love Booth so much, he deserves much better things than he gets.
For Web stans: Blindsight by Peter Watts, a sci-fi horror novel about free will and consciousness. Lydia Nicholas named this as one of her favorite books in the first Assistant's Round Table; I respect her for it, but I read this once and it gave me an existential crisis. Highly recommended, but make sure you've got a palate cleanser.
For jonelias fans and/or fans of the Corruption: Candyman (1992). With bonus folklore & urban legend meta! Kissing bees into your (potential) lover's mouth in order to convince them to become a murderous spirit of vengeance just like you! "All you have left is my desire for you"!!! It's extremely sexy, is what I'm saying, in all the best ways. (Trigger warnings for violence against children and a fair amount of gore, in addition to the aforementioned bees.)
If you love the no-holds-barred social commentary of season five: The Ballad of Black Tom by Victor LaValle. No, I will not shut up about this book until absolutely everyone in the world has read it. It's short! You could read it in an afternoon! This is Lovecraft's "The Horror at Red Hook" from the point of view of a black musician and hustler who's hired to help out with the ritual, and it's incredible. (If you're enjoying Lovecraft Country, absolutely do not miss this.)
If you miss the standalone statements of season one and two: the works of the early 20th century cosmic horror and ghost story writers: M.R. James, Algernon Blackwood, Arthur Machen. Machen has a tendency to get pretty eugenics-y, and they're all either misogynistic or don't have women in their stories at all, but goddamn do they do atmosphere. ("The Magnus Archives" is named after James's "Count Magnus," Jonny's favorite M.R. James story.)
For Stranger fans and those who love unexplained mysteries: The Twisted Ones by T. Kingfisher, a Southern horror (not a Gothic) about a woman who goes to clean out her abusive grandmother's house to sell it only to find that there are things other than his wife that her grandfather was afraid of, and for good reason. Features hot competent neighbors, extremely practical reactions to terrible monsters, and a Very Good Dog (the dog does not die).
For Lonely bitches: "The Horla" by Guy de Maupassant, the story I use to describe my depression to people. That's a pretty good content warning, honestly.
If you loved the "Am I still human?" plotline: The Monster of Elendhaven by Jennifer Giesbrecht, a grotesque little novella about monsters in (dysfunctional) love. I'm a bit iffy on the ending, but honestly landing the ending of horror is so tricky that I'll almost never discount something just because I'm iffy on the ending. The body horror and emotional repression throughout make up for it.
If you crave the supernatural adventure series starring Gerry Keay: The Sandman Slim series by Richard Kadrey - modern noir, so gritty you can feel it in your teeth, featuring all kinds of monsters, demons, curses, and narrowly-averted apocalypses. Not as misogynistic as noir can get, but it is noir so there's definitely a bit of that (but definitely not as misogynistic as Jim Butcher). Trigger warnings all over the place; this is B-movie horror in book form.
For Distortion fans: The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson. Bears almost no resemblance to the Netflix series of the same name, or any of the movies based on it; this is a twisty psychological novel with a profoundly unreliable narrator and a lot of repressed queerness. Michael/Helen would be right at home in Hill House. (Content warning for suicidality.)
If you want your horror to make you cry: El Orfanado, directed by Guillermo del Toro; a family moves into a house that used to be an orphanage, that is, of course, haunted. This is a tremendous distillation of the way that horror movies are so often centered around women not being believed, so content warning for gaslighting (and for harm to children); I saw this movie once and entire scenes are embedded in my brain in full color. (Honestly you can't go wrong with any Guillermo del Toro movies; he's fantastic.)
If you want your horror to make you cry, but make it gay: In the Flesh, two seasons of a zombie TV show tragically cut short (yes, it ends on a cliffhanger, I’m sorry). Uses zombies as a metaphor for homophobia, but also includes actual queer people. Content warning for small-town-typical homophobia and tragic gays. Please come yell with me about Simon Monroe, I love him so much.
For Slaughter fans: The Shining by Stephen King - look, look, I know. He's not great. He needs an editor. The movie is all kinds of fucked up. But this book is one of the most raw, personal horror stories I've ever read, and it's got an excellent combination of supernatural influence and real-life mundane fear of addiction and personal weakness that really grabs you by the intestines. Again, an iffy ending, but it's worth it for the slow descent into paranoia and madness.
If you just want to try to find some authors to read: The Borderlands anthology series, paperbacks from the height of the 80s horror boom; there are so many different kinds of stories in here that I can pretty much guarantee you that you won't like some of them but you might well find something new to fall in love with. A lot of these writers are out of print but readily available at used bookstores or for pennies on Amazon.
As always, let me know if you liked any of these or if you have a specific need: it is no longer my job to recommend books and media to people but it is still my very favorite thing to do and I will be obnoxious about it forever
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