"What's your favorite thing about me?"
he'd asked that jokingly, expecting you to laugh or blink confusedly at him in that sweet way you always did, and he'd get to savor your flustered expression. but instead you tilted your head, thinking for a moment before you lit up with a smile.
"Your hands"
then it was Childe who laughed in surprise, curious and intrigued with your answer. his hands? what were so special about his hands? he didn't particularly like them, with how much blood they've spilled and how many scars litter the skin, only hidden by the gloves he always wore. so he asked you why, playful grin hiding keen, genuine interest, then wavering slightly when you intertwined one of your hands with his.
"Because I can hold them!"
oh, how his heart had melted, your gentle hold on his fingers softening even the most battle-hungry of the Harbingers, and he'd thanked his lucky stars that he'd been blessed with someone like you.
now his claws shiver from chill and fear as you stand before him, unable to meet your gaze as he's filled with shame. it's his fault he's like this- how could he be so careless? how could he become stuck in this form, it's as bad as throwing away your love because obviously no one can love an Abyssal monster like him, and Foul Legacy whimpers, hiding his hiccupping sobs behind his talons.
delicate fingers wrap around said talons, pulling them carefully away from his face, and Childe looks up into your soft, worried eyes. with two hands you cradle one of his, gently massaging the back of his bruised knuckles, trying so hard to not let your tears of concern fall.
"See...? I can still hold your hands..."
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Bakugou who makes it a habit of FaceTiming you out of the blue because he’s horny. Your friend group and his own have had to bear witness entirely too many times to answering the phone and he’s exposed somehow—they always just wanna say hi, ask him how his recent mission is going. They learn after enough times, that when he FaceTimes you out of the blue, to steer clear of your phone until you give them the okay. there’s just been too many times with you answering and then screaming to the top of your lungs as you clutch the phone to your chest and tell him that there are people around.
but does that stop him? of course not, the little whore. he’ll call you after he’s gotten out the shower, so his body is still wet and glistening. he’ll call you while he’s away in some other country, with his dick in the camera and a pout on his lips because he misses your stupid face. he’ll call when he’s this close to orgasming, because seeing you will always push him over the edge.
he calls you one day while you’re working at home, typing away at your computer, your phone propped up beside you. you answer without looking at him, smiling, asking how everything’s going so far and it’s not until you look up, when you gasp.
“Katsuki!” You yell, a little giggle tearing through your words in surprise. “What if someone was around? Again?” You ask him, but it’s hard to remember why you’re this upset when he looks so pretty in front of you. He grunts, still jerking his cock as he sits on the edge of the bed, his phone propped up on what you believe a nightstand, as you can see the way his stomach curls in from how raggedly he breathed.
“You’re alone, right?” He asks in a huff, eyebrows screwing up as he takes in your wide eyes and slightly gaping mouth as you stare at his form. You nod absentmindedly, already feeling your inner thighs starting to get slick, shifting a little in your seat.
“Show me a tit, or something. I miss you.” Bakugou mutters, eyebrows pinched as he twists his wrist over his tip before he slides back down his shaft.
“When don’t you wanna see my tits?” You tease him, but oblige, lifting your shirt, eyes rolling slightly at the downright filthy noise that leaves his mouth at the sight. You don’t even have to play with them, just sit them on display and he’s already so quick to burst all over himself.
You take it a step further though, pushing back in your chair until he can see most of your body where you sit, slipping out of your bottoms and underwear until you’re on display for him. You put your knees to your chest before settling back, thighs on either side of the arms as you spread yourself, smiling at him all the while.
“So fuckin’—shit!” He sounds damn near strangled as he cums all over himself, eyes squeezed shut as he jerks at his cock. you can’t help but laugh when you hear the crackling of his quirk going off, watch how the sheets beside him char and start to smoke in his intensity. He’s always so easy, you think to yourself with a little laugh as you began to get dressed, and you love it.
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(the same with riddles)
*sees The Collector reaction to the Giraffes*
o-o
Why did you became so concerned about the Giraffes? Did they intrigued you?
There's a lot of curious animals, one per example is the Platypus, it has the head of a bird, body of a beaver, it has fins like a sea-lion, tail of a beaver, they are mammals but lay eggs and has poison.
There's also the horse shoe crab, who's blood are blue, because it has more oxygen in their bodie's construction, and many curious and scary abyssal creatures, like: the angler fish, the fang tooth, the vampire squid, the giant isopod ,giant crabs, ugly and scary abyssal fishes and the majestic giant squid and the colossal squid.
:p
The Collector: Earth animals are so interesting! Luz showed me a meme that called a cat "the nefarious anglerfish" and it was really funny. I want a platypus really bad because they're sooo cool but Camilla said I shouldn't take animals without permission.
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You're such a good artist and you've convinced me about Baatar being horse-coded. I'm curious what horse!Baatar looks like.
First off thank you so much you're so sweet ;; <3
Second, I'm so glad my horse-coded Baatar propaganda is working, you have no idea how long I've been ready to answer this.
Let us begin with our steed in question:
- Lightly smokey copper bay warmblood: [ selle francais x holsteiner ]
- Long star on his face and dainty little amounts of pastern white
- Roached mane with minimal forelock so he looks like a velociraptor
- 100% constantly at the ready to kick someone in the fucking face
- Well known for whipping people in the face with his tail
He'd absolutely be a sporty warmblood very much crushing the 5 star eventing scene. He's bougie and sensitive and ornery. His best discipline is cross country he's got the speed, stamina, and agility, second is show jumping as he sometimes gets a bit cramped in smaller indoor arenas, and then dressage. He isn't bad at dressage he's just prone to throwing a fit when something upsets him, like he will yank the reins out of your hands if he gets annoyed with your direction or if someone's phone starts ringing he'll stop dead and look around to see who it was so that they'll feel embarrassed lolol. And as good at eventing as he is it takes him like 45 minutes to wake up so if you don't prepare early, you WILL be late.
He's the sort of horse that makes you question who owns who in this situation because if his needs aren't perfectly met he will yell and scream until someone comes to attend to him.
Bonus: Custom embroidered blanket because he will still serve tactical fashion even as a horse and also he hates getting dirty.
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She is here, and contemplating how she could potentially ask someone to scratch behind her ears without it making things awkward.
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in light of everyone changing their urls can confirm that the rumours are true, i will in fact remain user henswilsons until the day i die. and then after that too probably.
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tagged by @corpsepng to list 9 of the books i plan to read in 2023 - thank you, teamwork really does pay off 🤝
this is obviously just a glance at my stupidly long reading list but still ! here are the books most foreseeably in my possession and that i most dearly want to get through
Δαίμονες & Διάβολος στην Ελλάδα, Charles Stewart
Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoyevsky (about 1/3 through from last year)
Arcana Mundi: Magic and the Occult in the Greek and Roman Worlds: A Collection of Ancient Texts, Georg Luck
I’m Glad My Mom Died, Jennette McCurdy
The Master & Margarita, Mikhail Bulgakov
The Body Keeps the Score, Bessel Van Der Kolk
The Haunting of Hill House, Shirley Jackson
Parable of the Talents, Octavia Butler
no pressure tagging @wifewulf @akoumi @cry4judas @andreigoncharov @theklaapologist @honey-sipping-muse @doritofalls @catboypranparakulisaro @loukoumia @saltwaterbells @goosemixtapes @albatris @kafkaguy @kudzucataclysm and really whoever wants, just say i tagged you
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