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mire1li · 3 months

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Reader as Alastor's Mother part 2

Part 1!, Part 3!

𓋼 You would absolutely decorate his microphone with a bunch of ribbons you found!

And he would absolutely allow it in fear of upsetting you, although he began to take them off later on when he had to leave, but seeing you get sad at his actions changed his mind… It did not help that the ribbons were glittery.

“Oh look, Sparkles got sparklier!” Angel had said when Alastor was passing by.

𓋼 He wants you to be happy but don't even try having feelings for anyone in hell, they'll most likely 'disappear under mysterious circumstances' and then you'll just so happen to hear their screams on Alastor's radio broadcast <3

Lucifer tries to flirt everytime he sees you outside (or once he comes back to see the hotel which… would be 'some' time later…) But it's not long before Alastor shows up bcs he has a shadow follow you everywhere

“My mother certainly would not want someone so… ancient…”

“are you trying to make me sound like a fossil?”

“Maybe~ I can’t say for sure though!”

"Y'know, I've stolen wives before… maybe it's time to steal a mother instead!"

"I'm going to fucking kill you"

𓋼 Lucifer would play silly games with you and bring you gifts by leaving them at the hotel’s doorstep, although you never received any (like he thought you did) because Alastor would always take them before you saw them. Or he would make them his own to give to you if you were having a worse day than usual!

“Mother, I had noticed that you weren’t feeling all too great so I brought you a wonderful gift!”

“Oh, thank you, darling!”

Your mood always brightened when he gave you these gifts. 𓋼 One time when Lucifer visited the hotel, he went straight to you to ask you about how you liked the gifts.

"[Name]! Hello, deer, how are you? Did you like the gifts that I left you?"

"Hello Luci, I'm fine, thank you! … Gifts? what gifts?"

"The ones… that I left on the doorstep of the hotel!"

"I dont recall seeing any gifts there… but Alastor recently started leaving the hotel more often! Not for very long though…"

And then Lucifer realised. You never received his gifts because Alastor got to them first! After that, he made sure to put a note with his signature on them. Though, that still didn't deter Alastor, to Lucifer's dismay.

𓋼 One time, Angel returned to the hotel at an unreasonably late hour, so you went to make sure everything was alright.

"Are you alright, Angel?"

"Huh? No, I'm totally fucked!"

"Why? What happened?"

"You know Valentino right? My boss?"

"Of course I do, everyone hates him quite a bit here and you always talk about him"

"Right, well, fuckin' Val made me work an extra 10 hours!"

"He what?!"

"Yeah! Absolute bitch move."

Naturally, Alastor was watching and listening to you two so you turned to him, with quite the menacing look in your eyes.

"Oh Alastor, prepare your radio broadcast!~"

𓋼 You noticed that most of the residents of the hotel all came to you for advice quite often (except Niffty, she's just an entirely different entity)

"It seems they have become quite fond of you, Mother"

"They have, haven't they?"

Alastor's expression was always one of annoyance whenever someone came to you for help. He wouldn't dare admit it, but he was most certainly jealous of anyone who even stood too close to you, let alone talked to you.

𓋼 Because of that one time that Alastor stood right next to Charlie to spite Lucifer, Lucifer decided to stand just that close to you to get back at him.

"An eye for an eye, Mr Radio!"

"I recommend you watch yourself."

𓋼 One time, when you were out of the hotel and walking around Hell with Alastor, Vox just so happened to see you on one of his tv screens, Valentino sitting by him, messaging someone.

"Hey Val, who the fuck is that with that old-timey prick?"

"Hm? No clue."

"You didn't even look, fuckhead"

"How would you know? You're too busy eyefucking Alastor."

"I am not"

"She's probably just another one of those redemption hotel idiots. It doesn't matter"

But Vox still just glared at the screen.

𓋼 Vox continued to keep an eye on you, seeing just how wonderful you are and so when you were outside the hotel alone (or so he thought) he went up to you. Somehow he didn't catch onto the fact that you're Alastor's mother.

"Hello-"

"What do you think you're doing?" Alastor, of course, suddenly appeared out of thin air, standing in between you and Vox, with an even more annoyed smile than usual.

"Alastor, is this another one of your friends?"

"No-"

"Yes, absolutely, ma'am. Great friends, in fact!"

"Ha! Well, you see, this is my Mother."

"Your what?"

Yeah, Alastor simply walked away with you whilst Vox was buffering.

𓋼 Vox constantly tried to talk to you alone but Alastor was always there to stop him, so unfortunate.

"Would you stay away from my Mother, you-! Ahem, my apologies, Mother."

"Hah! Your mother? I think you meant our mother!"

𓋼 Alastor would absolutely cover your ears when swearing at, or insulting, anyone.

𓋼 When you first met Valentino, you were so mad at him on Angel's behalf that you knocked him out and brought him back to the hotel with you. Of course, Vox was there with Val but he was like a lost duckling, just slowly trailing behind you, unsure what to do.

"I'm back!"

"What the fuck did you do??" Angel was lying down on the couch when you entered, dragging the unconcious Valentino behind you.

"A favour to you and hell!"

"No, but how?!"

"That's a secret~"

"Ok… so why'd ya bring him here?"

"Redemption"

𓋼 Back to Lucifer! He would tell you random animal facts to try and impress you! He would also unironically ask around, and search up (if necessary), how to impress a woman.

𓋼 Lucifer would suddenly start playing the violin for everyone in the hotel 'for everyones' entertainment' as he called it. (It was meant for you though). Each time Lucifer did this, Alastor told you that something important happened that required your attention. You always stayed for the beginning though.

𓋼 One day, you were baking cookies and you and Alastor left the kitchen for a while whilst they were in the oven, however, you both somehow managed to forget about them… so when the smoke alarm suddenly rang, you ran into the kitchen, everyone wondering what happened.

"Fuck!"

"Language, Mother."

"Don't you 'language' me, young man!"

𓋼 You redecorated his room. He wasn't a fan of all the new colours, but he still appreciated the gesture. (There was a lot of glitter involved)

𓋼 After a while of you staying there, everyone definitely sees you as a mother figure (Alastor didn't appreciate this much either but he's willing to look past it for his friends)

𓋼 As small gifts, you made everyone items that resemble them and filled them with different colours of glitter and paper that remind you of them. Bonus: Behind the scenes! 1. Yuri's bad timing:

2. Vox and Val:

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justwritedreams · 5 months

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Facetime calls with EXO members ❤️‍🩹

Morning calls definitely

So that your day starts more than well 🥹

I really think he's a very romantic guy

Like, very

So his morning calls would be very affectionate

To wish you a good day at work

Or to see your face when the flowers he sent you arrive in the morning 😍

Sometimes to show that he is at your door to give you a ride

Always say that he believes in you and loves you for the strength you have 😭

And I believe he would do this EVERY DAY

Maybe to make up for how much you miss him every time he's away

Oh and don't even get me started when he just starts singing to you!!

I'M GONNA CRY

I have to be honest, I don't think he's a big fan of facetime calls

Bc I think he prefers real life talks yk

Looking into the eyes, touching

But considering that both of you have busy schedules, talking on the phone is the solution

And I think with him it would be to relieve stress

You know, the escape valve from a tiring day

So most of the time it would be nocturnal

He just needs to hear your voice to forget everything else 🥹

You tell him how your day was so he can smile

No matter how silly the details are, he will want to know everything!!

And it's effective!

Bc as you talk to him, you can see that he is only paying attention to you

And when he didn't respond at all

You'd be like "what's up?"

And he would smile happily like "I love you, you know"

OH GOD 😭😭

Okay so, he is the father of two children

I'm almost sure that his calls would be to show something or teach something

For example, him teaching you how to change a light bulb when he's not home 🤣🤣

I don't know but I think that with him the calls would be about everyday life

How expensive the food is or him choosing what flavor of ice cream you want because he will bring it to you

Small everyday details that make a difference

He seems to me to be so light in the sense of living life as simply as possible

So he'll share whatever, even if it's a 15-second call lol

Oh and I don't doubt he would make a call in the middle of the night to make a dad joke

And would laugh loud enough to wake up all his neighbors, main singer privileges lol

Oh my poor baby 🥺

As much as this man travels for work, it's no surprise that most of the year you talk to each other on phone calls

I think with him it would be a mix of everything

And there wouldn't be a time bc well, jet lag sucks, right?

He would try to call you at a time that wouldn't disturb you

So he would always be worried about the time so you could rest

Even if it meant him staying up until dawn 🥹

It would be a long conversation, that's for sure

Bc I know he would want to share everything he did, saw or learned He would be super happy to show you the landscape outside the hotel he is staying in

But would be sad to be far from you 😞

He would try to act strong but deep down you know he just wanted to be with you

But you know, it would be a good idea for you to travel without him knowing and go to the door of his hotel room

And when he answered the door he would be holding his phone like "what are you doing here I am literally looking at your face on the phone?"

And you'd be like "surprise 😏"

Random, inconvenience and silly calls

I don't know how but his timing would be perfect for when you have a towel on your head after washing your hair

Or with your sheet mask on your face

And I know he's going to take a screenshot so he can use the photo as a meme

He would have a huge “I got you 😆” smile

And you'd be like "don't you dare🤨"

He would dare anyway

He would probably call you and say random things like "do you think aliens exist?"

And you would have a long debate

That wouldn't even have an ending

But it was just bc he really wanted to talk to you and bc he didn't have a specific topic

You would talk about everything

So at the end he makes a pout like "I miss you" 😭😭

Incurable romantic and you can't convince me otherwise

Hate calls but he do it anyway

Mainly to show where he is recording, be it a film, a series or an album

If it's a song, I think he'll want to know your opinion first than everyone else

Bc he knows you will be sincere and he takes a lot into consideration bc you know he works hard

He will end up confessing that the song he thought of you when composing it 🥹

And if it's a movie or series, he'll probably show you the clothes and accessories like "look they're going to give me a sword 😆 it's a fake one but okay🙄"

He will probably accidentally give you spoilers lol

Lowkey romantic okay but don't push him

He's just going to share it with you bc he's excited but it's going to have to be quick bc he has to record it soon

So the calls will be very quick

But they will have a greater meaning than it appears.

I'M NOT READY FOR THIS ONE 😭😭

Y'all know he's my bias, right

So, no one can convince me that this man won't literally compose a song for you on calls

He will simply call you to show him playing the piano or guitar

And if you don't look at him with the biggest "I'm madly in love with you" face YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!

He's a hopeless romantic okay??

Like, I can totally see sparks in those big eyes 😭😭😭

He will definitely sing to you until you sleep

And you would miss his proud and passionate smile that he would make

WHY AM I DOING THIS??

Neither of you will want to hang up lol

But eventually you will, always saying "I love you" to each other 😭😭😭

Okay sooo I think with him would be pretty cute at the beginning

And very spicy at the end if you know wHAT I MEAN

Night calls!!

He would start by talking about how his day was while simply eating like a normal person

But he's not really a normal person

Have you ever seen this man, seriously?

It would be very difficult not to get lost in the way he moves his lips to eat….

Yeah, he's a walking sin

So let's just say the night will end up pretty satisfying in parts for both of you

YOU GOT IT RIGHT??

I don't know why but I imagine him being very shy afterwards lol

You'd be like "well, that's not exactly how I wanted the night to end"

And he'd be like, "Did it at least relieve the stress enough for you?"

Well, okay maybe not that shy after all

Oh Sehun lol

He would call you constantly for "very important matters"

The matter 👇🏻

Giggling bc he call you to decide which outfit he should wear

And you'd be like "you look good in everything!"

And he'd be like "of course I know that 🙄 but I need help"

Eventually you would help him and he would be very grateful but embarrassed

Then he would try to shamelessly flirt with you in jest

"I look better without clothes but this one looks good

And you'd be like "why do you do that"

"Why? Do you deny that it's true? 🤨"

Yeah, he changes his personality pretty quickly

But you don't deny

Can you??

Honestly, he just needs an excuse to talk to you

He'll call you every time he dyes his hair!!

He's a baby so you don't have much to do

Except, praise him and say I love you

And actually say I love you, bc I can see him waiting for you to say it with that sassy face of his

Like "I don't want you to say me too, say it straight"

#exowritersnet #exo scenario #exo scenarios #exo reactions #exo x y/n #exo x you #exo x reader #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #kpop x y/n #kpop x you #kpop x reader #requests #maari #maari's best anons 🫂

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heart-sized · 9 months

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Fell in love with your domesticated Severus, so here- Sev taking reader out on a date for their birthday. To their fave restaurant, during the Christmas season. (Also readers fav season)

Go insane, all the tooth rotting simp Sev you got, I'll take it! <333

happier — s. snape

★⺌◞ : severus snape x fem! reader

plot : your boyfriend takes you out on a date on your birthday

cw : ooc severus snape ?? none that i know of since this is pure fluff

a/n : god, im so dumb i just realized you had mentioned a date on a restaurant. maybe i will write another fic based on that bc this is not that ! im really sorry. also omg you're right, domesticated sevy is so cutie i can't

masterlist // sev masterlist

you stared outside the glass window, watching the snow fall. dressed up in your boyfriend’s robe—because why not—you were comfy. turning around, you saw severus standing there ... with a bouquet in his hands ???

you took a moment to glance at him. surely, surely, people were so surprised when you two started dating. you get it though. he is the severus snape and you are just a common person. other wizards would ask you, “how did you even melt his heart?” you would snort and say something along “because i am very cool?” needless to say, they really didn't like your answer. not that you were lying anyway. besides, he was the one who melted your cold heart. you had sworn never to fall in love and here you were, giggling just because your man was holding a bouquet.

“happy birthday, my love,” he said, offering you the bouquet and you tried not to blush. come on, you can't blush every time your boyfriend speaks your name! “would you by any chance be up for a courtship appointment?”

“huh” such a pretty mouth. but what a shame. it only speaks.

you could see beads of sweat forming in his forehead, in the middle of december. “a date, y/n. a date.”

wide eyed, you gasped. a date with him? oh my god. oh my god. you wanted to yell. “b—but sevy, you don't like going out. you don't have to do that for me.”

he leaned in closer to you. “may i kiss you?”

you nodded and he kissed your lips, almost in a punishing way, as if daring to tell you that you shouldn't stop him from taking you on dates. “i know, darling. but there's nothing that i wouldn't do for you. even going on dates."

you smiled, a faint blush forming on your cheeks and he pinched your cheeks endearingly. “i don't want you to get bored though, sevy.”

he rested his head on your shoulder, holding his hands around your waist from the back. “don't look at me with stars in your eyes, my love. it's doing something to me.”

his soft, flirtatious voice made you giggle. “don't overwork yourself though, love. you aren't used to this.”

the dark—haired man nodded, rubbing his head against the crook of your neck.

and that's how you found yourself dressed in a white tee shirt with a denim jacket and blue jeans with converse. nothing wrong in dressing up like a muggle, alright! you smiled at severus who was still dressed in his usual attire, not that you minded. you couldn't imagine him in a tee shirt and bad boy jacket anyway. the image was enough for you to laugh.

“so, this is our date?” you asked softly, smiling as you stared at his efforts.

the park looked beautiful, solitary even. a giggly pink mat was rolled on the grass—you laughed at the image of severus rolling a pink mat— a basket of your favorite cookies and chips was there, along with your favorite masala soda. and severus had taken the effort to place a few of your favourite books there too.

“i thought this could be our version of date” he shrugged but you could see a miniscule glimpse of insecurity flashing in his eyes. “we can do what dunderhead people do if you aren't up for it.”

“and pass up a chance of getting you to sit in this pink mat?” you flashed a grin, “no way! come, come. and sit.”

you could see a mixture of scowl and blush on his face as he sat down beside you. “happy?”

“a lot” you grinned, “this is the best birthday ever!”

you could see him rolling his eyes, “you are a low maintenance dunderhead, y/n.”

“at least, i am your dunderhead” you leaned against him, “and at least, you love me.”

“indeed, y/n, indeed.”

“mhm” you closed your eyes, “your hair smells so nice, sevy!” you ran your fingers over his hair, caressing it softly. “have i told you how much i love your hair?”

“you have,” his eyes twinkled, “but i wouldn't mind listening again, love.”

“i love, love, love your hair!”

“ and i love, love, love you.” he bent down to give you a tiny kiss on your nose, then proceeded to kiss you on the eyes and then your eyebrows and then your jaw. as if memorising your face softly.

“read it to me?” you asked, giving him a copy of the pride and prejudice as you rested comfortably on his lap.

“such a baby,” he laughed, “you need me to read you a bedtime story?”

“hey!” you hit him in the chest playfully, “it's my birthday and it's my favorite book and your voice is my favorite. i deserve this!”

“anything for you” he leaned down, kissing your forehead once more as he began, “it is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a ... ”

and you listened to him in silence, happier. surely, he was the perfect boyfriend for you. your sevy. yours.

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jojotier · 7 months

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i'll be real with you nothing has radicalized me quite like the experience of seeing les mis live. and not bc of the themes of the show or anything, because like, les mis is an excellent show don't get me wrong, but just metanarratively.

because walking to my cheap ass seat in the theatre i was jostled by assholes in full tuxedos, heard derisive sniffs from ladies with pearls around their necks, overheard a dozen conversations about what new overpriced restaurant just opened up in the city. I'm only lucky that the cheap seats were filled with people like me- younger, not necessarily white and not necessarily ultra-wealthy- who could ease the atmosphere.

the show itself was beautiful. i dont think i'll ever forget that particular Valjean's rendition of 'bring me home'- it was the highest, most perfectly angelic version i've ever known. the rebels at the barricades touched my heart because there I could see in them myself and those i knew- artists and dreamers, who still wanted to do better, to make sure everyone up top did better.

the end always rubs me a bit the wrong way. Marius just gets to go back to living in relative wealth and prosperity while all his lower-class friends are dead and gone; perhaps he'll do good beyond the end of the show, but we'll never see it. in terms of the show itself, it rubs me the wrong way, but i don't hold it against the show either- it's likely a result of the source material and the time in which the show was written.

but even so, despite that, as i stood with the rest of the crowd for a standing ovation, it was impossible to ignore how that effected the audience. because as i filed my way out of the theatre, those same rich patrons from the best seats with their furs around their necks and drink laden in their voices, were wiping teary eyes and gushing about how wonderfully brave those rebels were, how tragic their deaths, how it was simply the most marvelous show.

all the while, keeping a mistrustful eye on the poor tranny in somewhat ill-fitting clothes, dressed sunday best but no better. wondering in whispers whether they just let anybody in. because certainly, they loved every character on stage. they felt enjorlas' death as though their own damned child's. but the moment Marius can go back his life of refinement, so can they- they can dust off their gloves and gossip about the newest Manolo Blannik collection. they were more than happy to leave the barricade behind.

i don't have that luxury. the barricade lives within the walls of this house, lucky as i am to live in one. it only takes one fire. one hail of shrapnel. it takes one storm to blow everything i am trying to one day have away. if only i were some abstract concept, maybe they could spare an ounce of pity; if they had no choice but to watch me from beyond the veil. but i dared to occupy the same space as they, and it was an injustice that easily outweighed their cursory sympathy.

never before had it been cemented just how much of a different world the truly rich live in. it took me months of saving for a lone ticket and nothing else; for them, it would have merely been a drop in the bucket to have the best seats, the best wine, the best clothes, all to make a spectacle of watching poor people die.

and isn't that the greatest irony? les miserables is a story about poor men trying to either cheat the system which is rigged against them or abolish it for something for everyone, and yet, it attracts the wealthiest as flies to honey. never once do they question themselves. never once do they question the system. if they had that introspection, they still wouldn't do a damn thing about it.

after all- what's more entertaining to the rich than watching the unworthy masses struggle to matter in a system oiled only by their blood?

#les miserables #theatre #sorry for this post out of nowhere but i just cant stop thinking about the irony #of les mis being the play du jour for the wealthiest while at the same time having such an active fanbase of normal people #like i understand why this was the musical mentioned so often in american psycho #like #i didnt even have this experience when i saw hadestown and that also attracted a fair few wealthy folks from what i remember #there's just something about les mis that drove the wealthy in the crowd to some kind of height of pretentiousness

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bra1nwashed · 6 months

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Hello, you requested someone asking for your Swiss and Aeon HCs so here I am! Please, tell me all of them, I love reading headcanons for the ghouls

AHHHH OMG i swear every time someone asks me something that i know i know i forget immediately every time 😭

but also hiiiii! idk who u are cuz i've had a LOT of people pop up in my notes these past few days but like, hello!! :3

these definitely aren't all the ones i have bc these literally pop into my mind randomly throughout the day

also this is super long 😭

but uhmmm here u go :D

swiss stuff:

he's actually much more of a cat person than a dog person (he still likes dogs tho)

and like, don't get me wrong- he loves cats in general

but he loves the chaotic, crack head, stupid ones especially

they match his energy and he thinks they're super cute

i feel like he (along with mountain) were the types as kits to bring in random animals like raccoons, opossums, etc and then just carry it around

like bring the animals to [the] papa[s] and just be like "look what i caught! can we keep him?!"

he has a red lava lamp that he once got for christmas from sodo in his room but it doesn't work right bc he shook it up

as a kit, he used to google different ways to prank people and he'd go on chaos sprees (commonly joined by dew as well)

poor rain suffered the most of his antics

he wasn't really close with any of the ghouls or ghoulettes specifically when he was new to them

he still isn't

he loves all equally, even if the others aren't the same way

peed in a sink once when he was high + drunk

mountain's personal bedroom bathroom sink specifically

whenever he sees babies, he smiles big (it scares them sometimes)

used to have a major biting problem when he was younger

copia got him oral fidget toys

literally knawed on that shit constantly

likes the feeling of chewing rubber

has a very broad music taste

phantom/aeon stuff:

when he was newer and needed ppl around to make sure he wouldn't get himself in any kind of trouble, all of the ghouls and papa were busy

so they left him with the ghoulettes

and they all watched mean girls together

he genuinely really liked the movie

but he was really easily spooked when he was first summoned

so the part when regina george got hit with the bus jump scared him

secretly related to that one character who didn't go to the school in that scene in the gymnasium (i hope this is specific enough)

thinks liz gillies is super pretty

also has a very wide music taste

he and swiss have a playlist they made together on spotify of songs they like and it's so much shit mixed together it feels like a fever dream when u listen to it in order

has eaten bananas with peels on them a multitude of times

doesn't like oranges or limes

love lemons tho

once drank a thing of lemon juice in less under 10 minutes cuz he was bored

got sick asf

doesn't like headphones

he thinks they're too big so he prefers earbuds (wireless or wired doesn't matter to him)

had to get help from rain trying to figure out how bluetooth works

ended up teaching copia later

dew once dared him to drink two shot glasses worth of a mixture of hot sauce, mayo, peanut butter, and pickle juice for 20 monopoly dollars and phantom did it bc he thought it was real money

he doesn't mind most vegetables but he hates squash and zucchini, canned italian green beans, frozen carrots (he thinks they're soggy), and canned spinach

loves cranberries and cranberry flavored things

as well as pomegranate

isn't the biggest fan of cherries but loves the ones u get in jars for cheesecake toppings

bagel enjoyer

hates raisins

hates oatmeal

has thrown up numerous times after drinking cherry cough syrup

anywaysssss that's all i have for now :3

also i'm really sorry :( i know a lot of these are more like scenarios than HCs (i hope u still enjoyed tho!)

#phantom ghoul #aeon ghoul #swiss ghoul #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoulettes #ghoul headcanons

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mukamibabe · 2 years

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Hi!

Maybe a scenario on Karlheinz and Richter getting addicted to their s/o's blood? Like they had her blood once and ever since became addicted to it.

ok... because i'm not sure if you meant karl and richter separately or not so.. i present you with all three options: karlheinz, separate, richter, separate and then both! karlheinz and richter being addicted to their s/o's blood. i.. just got another thought of them ,, 'accidentally' getting addicted to eachother's s/o's blood's(?). ? i dont feel like im phrasing it right. and if that was terrible grammar? i don't have an excuse other than - sometimes i'm dumb sdhfksdf anyways. i may post that last idea in another post, kinda depends if anyone wants it/?? but for now!!:

also. it killed me to actually write short scenarios for once lmao also if the cuts bother anyone just let me know?? im not new to tumblr etiquette but its been a while jdskfhsd if anyone has issues with it please tell me bc i have no idea

karlheinz + richter sakamaki getting heavily addicted to their s/o's blood. (both separate and also. not lol)

umm, for content warnings i guess, there's really not much to any of this but is more like.. a mental dive into like.. their sanity during this ?? ahfdss i almost want to say it gets yandere-ish, but honestly i'm not sure. dialovers has really confused me with such lmao

if this isn't to your liking/what you preferred, i'll rewrite to your liking!! still not sure if i'm making sense but its 4 am. yea i know i write everything at 3-4 am buuut.. everything still comes out ok right??? DSjfhdsf idk i feel like it also came out more of like. a poem or something. hfhghd just let me know ok?? thank you for the requests as always <3

edit: this might seem a little sloppy ? maybe? hopefully not ??? i ended up writing this a while back and coming back to something after a while .. is tricky. i still really hope this is okay!! i need to get content out hjgfdsf busy times ;;

karlheinz

He wasn't sure how it happened. He could recall when, however. As cheesy as it may be, Karlheinz' first taste of them was, for some reason, one of the things he'd craved the most since a long time. After he had gotten just a taste of their blood for the first time, it almost drove him mad with how much he wanted more. Not only because controlling that itch is difficult (though not exactly a struggle for a more powerful vampire such as himself), but also because he couldn't put a finger on why. Why did their blood taste like nobody else's he's had? It was almost annoying with how Karlheinz' thoughts were busy running constantly, the taste stuck in his mouth yet, there was none of it.

It was dangerous. For both of them.

If the king started to lose himself even more, which he already was, for some reason he couldn't piece together, which then added yet another thing to his mental, and physical torment. Something in him snapped that very first bite, and ever since, the man has felt himself lose his grip on both himself as well as reality. Even if he had indulged, the more frequently he did so, the more likely death was to approach his beloved.

And for whatever reason, even daring to think about living without them was painful. He felt as if he should keep them isolated, protected from his desires that only got greedier day by day. Was it fear? Karlheinz did not believe so, but what he did believe was that this had to end. Before he truly went mad. Before they die. In which Karlheinz would tear them apart, savoring their delectable, deadly blood for the last time. Perhaps it'd be better that way. If they no longer existed in the world, it would make things so much easier for Karlheinz.

This likely wasn't love, Karlheinz knew so already. But did it matter? As long as he could keep them to himself, with no one to interrupt.. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. For it to just be the two of them, his sweet little thing that makes the man want to succumb constantly.

To be rid of them was definitely the best option, if both Karlheinz and his precious prey held any value for their life. This sudden downslide of his sanity was a first, and every possible way he could think of for handling it did not please him. If Karlheinz kept them, they’d be completely drained after a point of time. If he disposed of them, there’d be an emptiness to Karl that couldn’t be filled. Letting them live but keeping a distance from Karl would not work, either. The thought of anyone else drinking their blood was almost... painful.

There was another option, however, if such thing was possible.

To turn them. To stake his claim over them forever.

There were to many options. None of which he wanted to pursue, really. He wasn’t sure about any of it. He wasn’t sure how they managed to beguile him in such a way.

What he did know was that this obsession he had over them- the way they had him completely spellbound, somehow- was frustrating. And, it was definitely not going to last for long.

richter

In the perspective of this brooding vampire, love at first sight was nonexistent. The way he treated his prey almost said otherwise, though it certainly wasn’t love. Nor did it have anything to do with sight; rather, it was taste. He had always been an obsessive man, an obsessive lover. It was almost inevitable for everyone he managed to get close with. The number of such is low, for sure, especially for being someone his age, but regardless, this has happened before.

Unlike his awful brother, Richter could expect this. He foresaw it the moment he even considered drinking their blood. It wouldn’t be the first time, and, if they are able to survive his obsession, which was already pretty intense, then hopefully it’d be the last. It also wouldn’t the first time he’s said such a thing.

To his own dismay, he knows this should end. He’s not concerned for himself, but his beloved, rather. As odd as it may seem, the man has loved before. His view of love may be just as strange as the rest of his family, but did it matter? His love also just so happened to be one of the reasons he was thriving, both figuratively and literally. Blood was a powerful thing, and after so many years, Richter could admire it, at least slightly. At the very least, he was thankful.

However, in this case? Their blood was purely his. He knew this, yet, he worships it. He worships them, for being his, for being such a bewitching creature. Maybe it wasn’t just them, perhaps it was just his nature to dive deep into any sort of attraction he develops. Maybe it was something else completely.

He knew what he had to do. It would be merciful. The ‘humane’ thing to do.

As if he had morals.

His love was not safe near him, and truthfully, it was a genuine concern whether or not they’d survive Richter’s never-ending hunger for everything they had to offer him. Blood, body, soul. But, he wasn’t strong enough to do so. They were his weakness.

And he planned to keep them for as long as possible.

+ bonus karlheinz & richter

Again.

Of course.

Fate was not kind to Richter, and he was aware of this. Yet, it seemed the world was not content with allowing him to not compete for love.

If this was even a matter of ‘love’. It was definitely arguable- he enjoyed their company, sure, but whether their company beat their blood taste? There was a clear winner, for now, anyways.

Yet again, the younger Sakamaki must fight for what he desires. Because, naturally, his elder sibling yet again had no need to fight for anything. It was them. The one Richter had grown ..attached to, putting it lightly. And what does Karlheinz do? Swoop in and try to seduce them into his own arms?

It was horrid. But, unsurprisingly, not the first, and definitely wouldn’t be the last. It seemed to be the way the world worked- Obviously fate favored Karlheinz over Richter. Surely.

Karlheinz did not believe so. Was there an issue with seeking out what you desire? Karlheinz knew what good blood tasted like, had sampling plenty throughout his life. He just had an eye for it, you could say. Apparently, this was something he had in common with his brother- the dark haired man had a knack for picking out good prey, something Karlheinz couldn’t deny. So, why wouldn’t he try to get a taste?

In Karl’s eyes, if they truly were a good little pet, they wouldn’t need to even think of any options. Why refuse him? He could show them a world so much better than any way his brother might have already.

Unfortunately, as lovely as it may be, at least for Karl, the two brothers can’t fight forever. Eventually, one of them will give up, despite both of them sharing yet another similar characteristic- determination. Ambition. Stubbornness, even.

It’d be a constant tug-of-war over the prey, and at some point, their toy might lose themself before they choose one brother over another. Neither Sakamaki will allow for it. They belonged to them. Not both, exactly, but with the rate in which things were happening, neither were going to give up any time soon.

Perhaps all three would just have to get used to endless sharing.

#HGdfshgf more about putting things under read mores: i know it's good to do so where like. . there's like. mature/triggering content #and also longer content. i just have no idea what's *too* long and what's not lol #i mean? i dont think anyone's annoyed by it and i'm 100% overthinking but shhh let me #but also dont lol thanks #its terrible and awful!! and a waste of my time!!!#cindy said :) tantrum time #no honestly not really jsdfhsdf im just tired and abusing the tagging feature. and using it as my diary lmao #also.. ive been fixated on other things. dl is still here i promise #its actually providing me lots of inspo so thats fun #honestly i'm just trying to figure out how to balance my free time more #life requires lots of work and im just ! living Jsfdjdf i want to keep myself occupied with other activities that im fixated over #first one being : genshin #the other one is a secret but its super dark. like very. anyways #yeah that's where ive been #then?? then i just fell into naruto again somehow lmao #it always happens to me :'((((#FJDHFJDSFH #right now the fixation is on sasuke. for some reason. umm #KHFdsfs #honestly idk if i like this but i just needed to post something #or else i'd get eaten up by guilt #i hope this is okay ;;;;#Diabolik Lovers #yandere diabolik lovers #like i said i feel like i went with a completely different style with this one ..?? i dont think i love it but.. whatever #karlheinz #karlheinz sakamaki #karlheinz sakamaki x reader #richter sakamaki #richter sakamaki x reader

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yeah and we also need to talk more about the edgy "jokes" to overt bigotry pipeline esp in cluster b spaces. i feel like alot of it is kinda waved away bc ppl will go "that's just how i am and i cant help it. if you disagree youre ableist." like they conflate ableism with being held accountable and non cluster b ppl that dont know better just eat it up. and those same ppl will be the ones who talk about how they had a bullying phase but they grew up. like sorry but you dont just get to usse other other kids for your growth. like its such a white mindset to objectify others like that. and kids of color and intellectually disabled kids are already subjected to enough w/o being treated like. idk almost like pets and then being told, "its just a joke" we didnt hurt you that bad, get over it etc. like no i will always be angry about that shit. and you cant hide behind symptoms either not only bc life doesn't work like that but also. the ppl they did that shit too had the same symptoms they did. they can't be like " you just don't get it you don't understand my struggle" bc we dealt with the same shit and didnt use it to abuse our peers.

Yeah that makes total sense! Also not as extreme (though it's connected imo) I noticed a lot of cluster Bs (and not always white but I'd say it's majority white) tend to fall pretty heavily into exclusionism and harassing other mentally ill people + systems and such because of that "I'm reclaiming being evil(tm) by being an asshole to everyone" phase and yeah the like. complete dismissal of their "bullying phases" as if that wasn't also intense bigotry that they need to unpack lmao. Like I feel like a lot of them go like "oh well I'm different now" and then turn around and are like "ok but I can be racist and also ableist as hell against anyone I want as long as I have a justification for it such as they're inconveniencing me <3"

And then there's the equally bad flipside that's like. The goddamn obnoxious thing white NDs do (that I very much did in the past and absolutely have to take accountability for cause it's cringe as all fuck of me/srs) where they're all like "i'm so Nice being too nice and empathetic and sweet and kind is my whole personality haha" and then when they're racist and someone points it out they're like hhow could u :((( my rsd is going off!!!! :(((((( im always so nice to everyone how dare you. And it's like please shut the fuck up if you were genuinely a kind person you wouldn't have to reassure everyone and yourself every other minute and you'd be actually listening when people are uncomfortable around you.

I guess either way it's just that white people are raised thinking that we deserve to be coddled and that the privilege we have is somehow something we earned or something we're owed when it's so very much not lmfao

And yeah!!! Like it's actually so goddamn infuriating that we're always like "well you don't know what it's like!!!!!!" as if POC aren't often neurodivergent and also like they don't go through things that we will never have any semblance of a clue about just because of the way that racism and ableism intersect. Like just? the audacity that a lot of white nds have to act like mental illness and neurodivergency is a white people thing or like it somehow cancels out their privilege and like it's not entirely our responsibility to make sure that mentally ill and neurodivergent people of color aren't being silenced/talked over in our spaces. ESPECIALLY when so much of the rights we have now we owe entirely to y'all like it's really ungrateful and cringy.

Like the state of the wider nd community and especially the cluster b community is honestly just fucking embarassing and I think a lot of that is due to racism and that's not really surprising since so many forms of bigotry are directly tied to it in the first place. Like it's just a lot and I can't even imagine what it must feel like to have to bear the brunt of that.

All that said I hope that you're able to take care of yourself/g and that you have the support that you need you deserve so much better than you've gotten from us that's for sure/srs

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here2bbtstrash · 2 years

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Chapter five:

Well first off, the half-assed attempt at an apology. grumps tried. it wasn't a very good try, it was actually really bad. but there was a small small small small attempt. we love growth even in the tiniest of steps.

WE JUST LOVE A MAN THAT OBEYS OKAY. this really has nothing to do with the receipts (unless? 👀) I JUST NEED TO LET IT BE KNOWN THAT I LOVE THIS MOMENT.

i think i've gone off the rails a bit. but still. we love asking questions and for permission. I feel like normal mr. grumpy pants wouldn't resort to begging for anyone.

grumpsisjealous

fucking her makes him happy and not mr. grumps. #confirmed

Chapter six:

HE CARES OKAY. HE CARES.

he's comforting her by barely choking her. it's like a distracting comfort. can't tell me there's no heart there.

if she didn't shock him by asking him to fuck her right then and there, you can't tell me he wouldn't have kissed her. YOU CAN'T.

jeeeaaaaalllloooouuuuusssssyyyyyy and then making sure to point out to jungkook he knows about it. tsdhrryafdsbjfira

Chapter 7:

Just before the sex, the desire to trust reader with practicing his presentation with her. To actually LISTEN to her advice and start over doing what she suggested. IF THAT IS NOT A MAN THAT CARES.

and then just letting her suck his cock while he continues practicing. Even letting her tease him with words (and her tongue) while he tries to get through it.

and the "i need to fuck you" just personally hits me in the feelings and the pussy, whether or not it shows he has ~feelings~ doesn't matter. makes me happy.

BABY BC YOU ARE. THE MAN WANTS TO GO DOWN ON YOU. THAT'S A MAN THAT CARES.

i said this to you already but i'm just going to say it again. LET HIM EAT HER OUT.

THAT'S CLOSE ENOUGH TO A CONFESSION OKAY

and the fucking mouths being so fjkahgljearnf close while fucking. i just. rewgrabgakjbdsjkab. that kiss is going to kill me. i feel it.

and don't even get me started on the "what are you doing to me?" that is typical "Oh shit, i have a heart and it's yours now" behavior.

bam. the ultimate receipt. (however, he did leave after the bathroom sex. but she did leave the actual happy hour and went home.) but he ran away while she was on her not date bc jealousy mhmmm.

and then the whole car ride. him actually sharing something about himself. the unfortunate cosmic coincidences comment. the "you don't scare me anymore" and the "maybe so" and the awkward silence as she gets out of the car

HE HAS A HEART. ONLY FOR HER THO. FIGHT ME I DARE YOU

also i love you thank you for writing such lovely things okay bye get home safely mwah

........i can't even front i am squeeing so hard at this and i fucking wrote all the quotes lmfaooooooo. AM I ALLOWED TO BE DOWN BAD FOR MY OWN YOONGI 🫠 but ya know this could all just be...... coincidence...... post-orgasm hormones....... probably nothing else...... 😭 excuse me while i wallpaper my house with micro-soft yoongi interactions

🎉 LDOMLT brainrot hours !!! 🎉 drop your theories 👀, headcanons 💭, questions ❔, and fluffy or smutty (or angsty?!) thots 🥰 about look down on me like that!

#here4btsfics #mbox 📮#ask game #LDOMLT brainrot hours 🧠

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onlylaboum · 2 years

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To be honest, I usually don't reblog your posts BECAUSE of the passive-aggressive tone you often use. It's just kpop. I like Laboum but it won't end my life if they're not world famous. I just want to enjoy music and stages and all their content happily, not create a second job for myself as their unseen manager. It's okay if that's how you stan and have fun but it's not for me.

I'm worried you'll answer this really angrily but I saw your recent post and wanted to let you know how some people might be feeling. I'll still be following for updates and gifsets and stuff! 💜

people were (also barely) liking instead of sharing my posts also before i expressed my frustration w this stuff so idt that's the issue.

on twitter i'm much more active nowadays bc at least there there's a few more active latte, but still very few compared to even other nugu groups that have similar numbers in streams.

i never said i liked spending so much time on LABOUM. i am aware i have an internet addiction and have been hyperfixating on the group to avoid stressing out about worse things in my daily life.

not just me but also other latte i talk to on twitter and tiktok are really fucking burned out from how much we try to do. i don't think being a stan should be a day job. i sure would love if people shared shit we post though instead of keep scrolling or give a like once a month, which does virtually nothing. we wouldn't have to stress out so much if people actually engaged with things we did. we try to encourage ppl to use apps to win youtube ads for Laboum (which worked but slowly, it's how we made Kiss Kiss finally reach 1 million views), we ask people to give feedback, to maybe watch a video or play a streaming playlist, or partake in a game, or to buy an album or share an MV with friends.

the way that a lot of people don't do that sht, the way that in MONTHS no new people have followed their twitter or youtube, the way that barely anyone talks about them online, does in fact signify that people don't care about Laboum. not everyone needs to be an active social media user or anything ofc, but this degree of lack of attention? unless when it's about a disbandment prediction, joking about the girls' horrible experiences at their expense, or fake interest in the group only on certain conditions, shit doesn't get attention.

the girls had viral tiktok videos a bunch of times, but the majority of the people watching have no fucking clue who they are or that they aren't just actors, and it's just me and 1 other Latte trying to respond to tired comments calling the members by names of characters they played, or "ZN" which is Jinyea's old stage name. if ONLY there were a few more Latte who would leave a comment or two for once as well, the few of us wouldn't have to deal with trying to inform the general public abt Laboum.

people not sharing shit abt LABOUM is one of the main reasons why so may ppl now think they disbanded, and why you see a bunch of kpop fans who claim they're a fan of LABOUM but have been out of the loop w them for 3-6 years. it doesn't help that their domestic fanbase consists of mainly loser incels who don't dare to fucking talk about the group unless when being petty about Yulhee or creepy about their bodies.

and i know tumblr kpop fans LOVE only looking at stupid fucking gifs and not clicking on the videos they're from, acting as if streaming is a fucking punishment from hell instead of just playing a fucking song or playlist you like in the background, and acting as if it's a shocker when groups aren't doing well when so fucking few people who pretend to be a fan actually listen to music or read or watch anything new or buy music. considering your purple heart use, you should KNOW how supporting musicians works. as much as i hate the competitiveness and commodity in the music industry, likes alone never helped artists.

so yeah i'm passive-aggressive bc im trying to fucking encourage people to do something more than say they like Laboum but never dare to mention their name nor recommend a song nor share anything about them. i wouldnt be so fucking frustrated if i saw some more hype aside from from clickbait content and gg stans who just namedrop them for edgy crappy jokes.

Laboum don't need to be world famous and i don't think they will be per se, but they are really unknown. unless people do something more than just quietly listen to them once every blue moon and don't engage in anything Latte are asking or encouraging people to do, they will remain as extremely unknown as right now and disband when their contracts end in summer 2023.

other Latte are feeling the same frustrations as i do and feel exhausted. anyone who knows Laboum's story and the international, knows how small it is and how frustrated we are. this shouldn't be a surprise if you've talked to any Latte. i am familiar with how reserved fans are in this fandom. when trying to set up projects before for their anniversaries, it ended with me and only 1 other Latte in a skype call, no communication from the rest, and them not daring to partake any projects or plans anymore. that felt really disappointing.

so no, i don't find fun in being so stressed and active in trying to promote LABOUM to such an extent bc me and a few others are trying to do work for multiple ppl and for free at that. but all we ask is basic stuff like 'please also share posts' or 'hey check out and share this new song cover'. it's already ridicilous i have to ask ppl to share posts bc they refuse to, whether i ask or not.

if that's too much work, are people really interested in the group???? the thing is also that if other people, at least a few more, do a little more than nothing, it would actually make more people discover the group on their own socials, become fans, and partake in fandom. we wouldn't be so burned out if there were more than like 5-20 accounts trying to do so much bc no one else will. e.g. we emailed the company to demand translators and it hired one, but then barely anyone watched LABOUM's newer youtube videos and so that was kind of abandoned too. no views or attention = a sign that people aren't interested = no new content. that's how it works.

#i can be as passive aggressive as i want when i see LABOUM being shit-talked for over 5 years #and mismanaged poorly and waste time on this garbage website to make posts that no one bothers showing to their followers #like if this doesnt reach new fans then what am i doing it for?#2 or 3 people who sort of like their songs and some gifs but no content and are too embarrassed to share laboum stuff?#you can continue to not share posts as you want just like people didnt BEFORE i ever complained abt it #you can also unfollow idk #i need sleep and im annoyed w how many fcking words it took me to write this. its prob very repetitive #im not good at making gifs and it's a hassle so thanks i guess but i dont want to be a gif maker #asks #anon

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rsmrymnt-tea · 2 years

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「 🐳 」 hello! i haven't forgotten about your response—i was unfortunately hit with a series of ✧˖˚ unfortunate events ˚˖✧ (yes... pun intended for the sake of lightheartedness <3) shortly after the response, and i needed time to recover. i've decided to join you along the ride for the obm asks!

1.) how did you first get into obey me? personally, i was playing swd games for quite some time before obey me was released in december of 2019, so once i saw an ad for it i told myself, “well! another silly otome game from them to pass the time”, ahh i was so wrong with just how much flavor it had in all of it's terrible, atrocious glory.

satan was the first one to cause me to go into a miserable spiral once i had a revelation of what his birth actually meant, and thus, began spewing my silly little analyses to the small fandom at the time. i no longer go on longer tangents about satan as much as i do solomon (and recently, mephistopheles due to how noble his values are and how little people seem to realize it), but if i dare see someone in favor of obsessive cat-lover satan i have no issues with bashing their head against a digital brick wall and arguing that he is the least likely of the brothers to be obsessive over anything that falls into that category.

16.) what is your intimacy level with each character? i've often gotten a lot of teasing remarks from friends for my levels, but,

lucifer — 25

mammon — 17

leviathan — 20

satan — 34

asmodeus — 18

beelzebub — 19

belphegor — 20

diavolo — 15

barbatos — 22 (slowly but surely making his way up there)

luke — 14 (i am so sorry you are below diavolo, dearest luke)

simeon — 40

solomon — 42, but nearly 43

“i wonder who their favorite is” gee guys thanks i do whatever i can for the sake of my mc's lore ♡ thank you very much /lh

as always, feel free to include dolasach for whatever reason you feel like if something i said reminded you of her hehe~

Whale nonnie!!! So good to see you!! I'm glad that you got to bounce back from whatever happened to you!! I hope it wasn't too bad and that you're fully okay now >w<

Oml the first question though

1. how did you first get into obey me?

THE WEDDING EVENT oough man I don't even recall how I ended up watching videos of the wedding event but I did and Satan's pulled me in so bad that I downloaded the game >.< flavor in the midst of atrocity is such a good way to describe the game dfhkdfg

Also??? Nonnie now I'm curious if I've ever seen your posts omg? I feel like you'd have such good posts on all three... I've got this feeling that I've probably seen a Satan post or that a Mephisto post of yours helped him rise up my ranks >.<

And I feel you so much on thinking he wouldn't really obsess over anything that simple, even more so to the point of it clouding his judgement and rendering him useless in important moments... Just so counter to the core of his character that aspires towards being well-rounded and useful? Anyway I'm trying to stay mostly positive here hdsdfg

16. what is your intimacy level with each character?

GOSH I had to check...

Lucifer - 24

Mammon - 11

Leviathan - 17

Satan - 33

Asmo - 16

Beel - 16

Belphie - 23

Diavolo - 18

Barbatos - 25

Solomon - 31 (only because it took forever to get a Solomon UR I liked the art of, otherwise he'd be the same as Satan lmao probably higher since you can actually get big hearts with him without gifts...)

Simeon - 23

Luke - 2 (dsfjkhsdf sorry I just never use any Luke cards and using him in Jobs feels weird bc ykno... child labor >.>;;)

Surprisingly representative of how much I enjoy their character...? Except that every brother + Simeon needs to be higher than the royals sdhfkjg Barb's bday UR is just too pretty to not use...

Nonnie I feel you with needing the levels for more lore... The calls!! I need the calls!! But it takes sooo fucking long to grind for intimacy

I feel like each time you drop by I get more and more shocked and curious about who you might be... I'm still listening a lot to the playlist you sent and each time I hear Bird Song I think about you suggesting it and what you said about Dola shdkfhdsfg insane really....

#chat & colloquy #🐳 nonnie!!#insane that youve been around that long tbh holy hell #<-saying that even tho one of my fav games/franchises i've been into more than half my life

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Hi!! Hope you're doing good. Very excited for you about the tattoos!! I love the reference to the Nice Guys with the "you will never be happy :)" tattoo. Genuinely chuckled when I saw that on his hand, his daughter give me life. The comments about Jasper made me laugh. My husky is the exact same way, she thinks anything and everything is food solely for her 🤣. Now, onto the stories!

First Time For Everything.

He couldn't help but to smile a little, kissing you softly and gently; a man capable of greater violence than you could be, so tender and so careful with you even though he knew you so fucking well. He worried about your safety, but he knew that he could keep you safe.

EHEHEHEHEHEH!!! This was so cuuutttteee! They're glued to the others hip, YOU SLEEP IN THE SAME BED AND BATH TOGETHER BUT AREN'T A THING YET?!?!? .... Oh, yeah, no, this is just my totally not gay for each other best friend and business associate 👀👀.

But giving Y/N his cardigan?? For Forrest, that's basically putting a wedding ring on their finger 🤣.

Panicked and Scared

🥺🥺🥺

Forrest! He's obviously traumatized by what happened that night and why wouldn't he be? But how heartbreaking for a man typically so sure of himself now having doubts about his own reality and his ability to discern what is and isn't there. When he was woken up and the feelings of fear he had 🥺 my baby!!

He did his best to convince himself that that was the case, he really did. He didn't want you to worry. You needed to sleep, he knew that.

🥺🥺🥺 somebody give my stoic and silent Bondurant a giant hug and just don't let him go.

A Long While

"Trust me!" You beamed. "He's great with his hands!"

Hehehe, making poor Bob blush right in front of their friend. 🤣

"Y'know," you mused as you dared to swing his hand a little. "I'm glad we're together, Saginowski… I hope we're together for a long while."

🥰🥰🥰

Sweet, sweet Bob! Watching TV, curled up on the couch with you and Rocco .... literally the best way to end off the day.

Thank you very much for all of these lovely pieces!! Thoroughly enjoyed each and every one of them and they really helped to lift my spirits after a relatively shit couple of days so for that I am eternally grateful 🖤.

Til next time.

🖤🖤🖤

🐍anon

MY BELOVED SNAKE ANON, HELLO!!!! I AM SO, SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO GET AROUND TO ANSWERING!!! BUT THANK YOU, REGARDLESS, FOR BEING PATIENT WITH ME <3

it is DEFINITELY, at the time of writing this, my 2nd favourite tattoo ngl. always makes me laugh. I love Holland so much, like idc, he's my favourite himbo dilf. full stop. no one else is better.

I tell you, everything they say about greyhounds is WRONG; they are lazy, charismatic, little assholes.... but I do love him. he's a good boy, when he STOPS FUCKING STEALING SHIT.

OKAY! LET'S GO!

First Time For Everything

they literally do everything together, INCLUDING the things that are incredibly vulnerable and intimate situations... BUT THEY'RE DEFINITELY ONLY FRIENDS 👀 (cough bullshit. cough.) something something intricate rituals, something something, etc etc. they are basically married, like, they're at the point where friendship and romance mix together - that's marriage material. they're basically married.

Panicked and Scared

Forrest having episodes of dissociation over a traumatic event, especially something like attempted murder... could be worse tbh. could be worse. he could be dead. someone pay for this man's therapy, PLEASE, he needs it. like, genuinely. he NEEDS therapy. especially bc, yk, at the time dissociation and dissociative episodes & disorders WEREN'T as well researched and understood compared to today's standards... he's just going through shit rn, the poor bastard.

A Long While

"he's great with his hands" hmmmmmm 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 they're so, so lucky Bob loves them kjdhfjkhffkdh otherwise they'd be in SO MUCH SHIT for a remark like that. the little hand swing + the watching tv w the dog... they really do have the CUTEST relationship, my days.

YOU ARE SO VERY WELCOME!!! I hope you enjoy the other ones just as much!!!! I am, however, once again so sorry that these took so long to get around to actually answering and writing, but I am again thanking you for being so patient with me <3 hopefully I can come back full-swing soon!!!

#asks #🐍 anon

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bemylord · 3 years

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↠ toji with a virgin s/o ↞

pairing: toji fushiguro x fem!reader.

warnings: nsfw, aged up, size kink [?], oral [fem!receiving], virgin reader, first time, lost of virginity, praising, toji calls himself daddy, grammar errors.

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rq: I would like to request a oneshot? a hc would be appreciated too though. Toji with a virgin gf who can’t even make herself cum? Just how he would like to destroy her :)

butler's remark: (◕‿◕) hello lord, i'm back with an oneshot with toji being tremendously tender with his lover for the first time. in addition, reader is a citizen. sorry, i did it soft, bc i think toji will super-extra-super soft for the first time with his s/o, only for the first. i hope you'll like that, thanks for the request ;)

disclaimer: everything you read is purely my opinion - any detail, sketch, or event is a figment of my imagination.

you've been an ordinary citizen and had never planned to date a sorcerer or someone close to this specialty. you ain't cowardly, merely as you were thinking you'll marry a simple man and will have kids with him, and die in one day like lovebirds.

you had never considered yourself being stuck in a relationship with a sorcerer killer.

you were overworked, virtually sleeping as were walking in the empty street, dreaming to get home as soon as possible, to feel the silk sheets against your back. the area where your office was located had little street lighting, although, you hadn't felt the anxiety of being robbed or something worse. the day went lingeringly and horrible due to the boss who declared you as a temporary deputy, piled you up with a stack of papers.

but, this is life, anything might happen. all of a sudden, you overheard something behind you but as you looked back - there was nobody, as soon as you turn your head to the starting position, you saw a young, skinny man who is holding a knife in his hand.

'hmm~ look who's here, a young, gorgeous lady..' he said with his disgusting, lewd voice, coming closer to you. 'would you mind playing with me? don't be shy or els-'

you have a perky personality, no doubt, but because of how hard the day was, you had one option - run for the hills. before you could do any movements as if hit the man or run away, something prompt hit him, like a swift meteorite that you couldn't see. a cloud of dust grew around you and the man, so you hide your face in the elbow curve, covering your mouth with another hand.

as soon as the dust had settled, in front of you opened up on the view of an adult man. he was high, had an athletic, broad-shouldered, pretty impressive figure. your savior held the blade in one hand, flopped on his back.

'he ran away like a coward. don't worry, girl, you saved, thanks to me' he laughed, he stroked himself on the shoulder, as were about to leave the dead body.

'no i'm not! i'd have protected myself on my own'

you refuted his smugness, watching as he slowly moves his torso in your way, flaunting his outlining muscles through the fabric of the black t-shirt. his complacent eyes and the sharp scar over the right side of the mouth on the edge of his lips. you took a deep breath, continuing on your path as he isn't standing there, not hadn't protected you.

'you're too weak to beat even him, if not me, you'd be-'

'i am stronger as i may look'

he giggled, in a flash stood in front of you, bending over to your face, by finger tugs your face up to look at him directly in eyes, smirked.

'are you sure, girl?'

those green, almost emerald, but cold eyes looked directly into yours as two faces were as closed as you could kiss his lips.

'i'll walk you home'

'i don't want to, and anyway, maybe you're his partner in crime, leave me alon-'

previous to you had finished your phrase, he threw your tiny body on his shoulder, leisurely walking, better say, carrying you home. you beat his back, softly reminiscent of a parody of the word 'let me go, moron, i can walk by myself'

'tch, fine, idiot,' he deliberately shrugged his shoulder to close your mouth as heard the name you had given him. 'by the way, what's your name or you prefer the name idiot?' you said sarcastically.

'for you it's toji'

well.

as a result of your crawl and also being talkative when clearly you shouldn't be, you ended up being in a relationship with a man, who'd obviously fuck you on the first date, as it may count as a 'date', anywhere-anytime, by the way.

although you wouldn't ever say he isn't hot or sexy, conversely, you willingly allow him to breed, precisely you'd beg toji to breed you on the straightaway on the cervix, but for one thing.

you're a virgin.

hilariously - it's true. nothing bad to be in your age a virgin, but if you weren't dating toji it'd fine: his dirty jokes and lustful eyes which are maddening you insane, also his fucking athletic body which is outlining through the t-shirt or white cotton shirt [he wear it once] you thought he did it purposely: he knew your secret, undoubtedly could sniff your chaste nature as if you can emit fragrance.

on the second date, it had been nine days since you got acquainted with him, as you moved in with him. toji was exceedingly obsessed with every step of yours - he followed you from the work, in the mall or market, for your security and control every guy who'd be close to you.

although, you couldn't hide your addiction - he's a drug you should be careful with or you might be addicted as if you ain't. he isn't wearing pants in home, walking in front of you solely in underwear. he could walk from the shower in a terry towel wrapped around his torso as he buries his hands in his dark hair mess it up.

'what are you looking at, girl?'

you couldn't take your eyes off his bulging..

'you. just you. i'm gonna cook dinner, something.. special?'

'eggs, baby'

fushiguro put hands above the door frame, exhale and tensed every muscle, narrowing predatory eyes as you were the extraction he was target for. you're laying on his king size bed [lol i'm sorry i'm out], wondering is everything he has gotten measured in king size as he interupted your reflection by putting the knee on the edge of the bed.

'mine. in your pussy'

as if you're bewitched - you couldn't talk, just contemplate as he leisurely moves towards you. you couldn't contravene as he tugs your face to ogle in your absentminded eyes as you're avoiding his gaze, looking at the ceiling or door or even window. not. at. his. bulge.

your heart had stuck in your throat when toji ran his hand under his shirt, certainly, he has a kink of dominion, when he suddenly stopped. despite of your uncertainty and timid of subsequent play, you looked at his emerald eyes as he licks his lips with a tongue.

'are you sure, baby girl? i mean, it's your first time after all'

you quell your forthcoming question staring deeply into lascivious eyes, put hands on his massive shoulders. as you anticipated, his cock twitched as toji letting out a low groan in your ear, kissing your temple. you're absentmindedly running finger pads on his back, not knowing the proximity of bodies that are readiness wanted to intertwine together. not knowing how much it turns him on.

'stop me if i go crazy over your body, okay?'

as if. as if you dare would rip out his tongue off your crotch as he makes you his woman. toji left on your red cheeks quick kisses, took off the towel. you shut your eyes tight, still holding his shoulders barely squeeze them, letting out a hushed moan.

after you quelled your moan, toji touched your lips against his one, running fingers on your lower stomach to the cup of the breast without touching the hard nipple. light movements mixed with his muted groans. his pads deftly touched one areola as you emitted a sharp purr, arching your back a little as a dulcet sign for toji.

you dug your fingers into toji's back, as he put a finger on your hard nipple, holding himself as to grab your tits and clench it in his large hand.

you gasp for the air as if there was a catastrophic shortage of it due to the pressed body of toji. you responded at his deep kiss, wrapping hands around his neck, apparently begging for something more.

he pulled away from the kiss just to take off the shirt he has given you, baring your untouched by no one but him tits, leading palms onto breasts, skipping nipples between the gaps through fingers. he reached down to your lips to give a bit of warning kiss as he slightly bit your lip, kissing all the way down to your collarbone, finally leaving there manifestations of hickeys.

for how long toji has been stopped from leaving on your stunning skin his marks? it seems it has been absolutely not many days but toji, as you may see, clearly has to leave labels on your neck.

he dug his teeth into your neck, frantically wants your area to be dotted by him as a token for everyone meaning: she's taken, dude, don't mess up with her.

for how long toji has been stopped from touching your sensitive area as having been feel warmth and tenderness is emitted from your body?

toji squeezes your nipple imponderable, to make you feel some kind of power over you becoming submitted by toji fushiguro, a sorcerer killer, a man who owned you, spinning the pea between pads, making you let out whimpers.

'you drive me insane, little one,' he approached his face close to the breasts, touched your pea with his tongue cautiously, as not to frighten you away. 'i'm gonna make your pussy drool beneath me, completely own you as my little girl'

you feel yourself gush beneath him, burying hands in his messy hair as your breath has stuck in the throat as toji snuggles his lips on your tits, sucking your hard and probably swollen from teasing. fushiguro has made you became wet in your panties as he's moistening your breast, hearing your precipitous whimpers.

'toj-toji, i don't know-'

'tch, little girl, relax your body and let daddy do the rest'

as he pronounced, he moves down, leaving the trace of wet kisses on your stomach, massaging your hips, stopping his action to look at your red face. your chest heaves heavily every time you feel toji's silky lips on your belly as his finger pads caressing your thighs. as if something weighty is resting on your chest you take deep breathes, breathlessly exhaling.

'spread your legs'

you obediently did what he said, hesitating a bit as the only fabric holding him back to bury his mouth against your pussy, assembling all juices, tasting your cum as if it's his meal. he rested kisses on the fabric of panties, couldn't sate with tender kisses he spreads on your body.

deliberately run tongue on your labia through the thin fabric as you were about to push his hand from your crotch as toji grab you by the hips, pulling you closer. he slackens his teasing actions by kissing your inner thighs. as your cunt was lack of attention from toji, you let out a pliant whimper, approximately woefully have purred.

toji's self-restraint thinning as you're silently begging with your eyes and your hands immeasurably are burying in his dark hair. the tip of his tongue deftly sideline panties, flicked it, as he discovered a divine view on your drooling hole.

'stop me now, because i won't be able to hold back later'

teasufully kissing your labia and area around the place he should be playing with as anticipating for some pliant whimpers of you, deliberately showing you he'll lick that swollen clit, pressing a soft kiss on the skin instead. fushi's shattering your hopes of being eating every time he kissed literally everything and lick everywhere besides your hole and clit. he acts like an inexperienced teenager, notwithstanding, you know that toji'd ruin or demolish your holes like a monster.

't-toji..'

'yes, my little girl' he pressed the tip of his tongue on your clit, hearing those moans he's willing to listen for the rest of his life, then take away as you were about to press his mouth back again, digging his tongue deep inside you, although he obviously couldn't reach to your cervix, barely permeate in your hole.

'you want me to eat your little pussy?'

as if you can't talk, you nodded. scarcely reached up to take off the last thing, leisurely pulling down the panties, staring at you as a predator. toji is standing on his knee on the bed, threw your ankles on his shoulders, smooching ankles watching as to how your cheeks are becoming pinky, as you try not to look at his dick. still, you're a timid one, despite your words.

he reached to your face to give you a voluptuous kiss, returning to the starting position.

'look at your pretty pussy'

he kissed your clit in a flash replace into the tongue, making a circles on swollen and needy spot, decisively giving you what've been begging for. running the tip of the tongue on your virgin hole, leaving it for the dessert, returning to your clit.

you'd swear to god you can see stars in the ceiling as toji squeezing your nipples while moistening you. the proximity of his face in your pussy is driving you insane, for the days of cohabitation you understood he isn't a tender one, vice versa, he'd fuck you whenever his dick gets erect. maybe it's a rush of tenderness, maybe it's the fear of hurting his girl. nevertheless, you not scared to give toji full control of your body and bring you to your first orgasm by ripping the hymen. if that's i may call the way he's licking you, it'd be make-out with your pussy, due to his relentless movements by flicking his tongue on the clit.

'baby,' he pulled away from it, as you squeeze a sheet, making your knuckles become whiten as you spread legs wider, watching his mocking grin appeared on the face. 'i'll be gentle' he pressed his lips on your forehead, taking from the bedside table lubrication to low the friction. although, the thought of his dick ripped the hymen, putting all his tenderness in your first time, make your knees get shaken.

he put a soft kiss on your lips, smearing lubrication on his dick, substitute cock on the entrance. abrupt and penetrating pain wavily covered your body as you feel soft lips covered your mouth, blunting the pain with one hand being dug in your hip, painting illegible traces. another hand he put on your cheek, drawing circles with his thumb, waiting till getting used to the pain.

toji will find lots of red stripes from your nails on his back, smirked, as reminiscing about that special night when he made you his woman. his broad back was made merely for you to leave thousand and thousand fingernail impressions every night. toji had let a low groan as he feels as you move fingertips to the neck, exhaling in his chest.

he entered all his dick inside you feeling as your walls compressing the base, getting used to being full with his thick cock. you're indulging at the new, mind-blowing feeling, give him sheepish kisses as you're scared to be rejected. he moves his palm from the cheek to the ear, running fingers through your tangled but soft to the touch. you nudged your hips up, intermittently letting your breath out.

'tch, if you're not feeling well, i can come-'

'more, toji, more'

without breaking up kiss, he pulled out cock to the tip as pulling it again slowly, stretching your walls, touching with the tip your cervix as his balls touching your ass, groaning in the kiss, softly caress your thigh. you moved your palms to the shoulder, touching the musculature, going down to the biceps wrapping his arm as another hand attempting to draw patterns on the back as if it a canvas for you.

you can feel every vein, curve, and the way his tip is expanding gummy walls, as toji diligently coming in, adjusting inside you then pulling out. you're focusing on how full you're with his cock inside, your clarity gradually getting mushed as the sharp pain turning into a pleasurable and delightful feeling. sating to the new feeling might get addiction, but you're far beyond to accept that, surrendering to your lover as he gets addicted to it. you grasp for his shoulders, as he nudged in you, leaving whimpers from your mouth.

'like that, huh?' he pulled his cock out to contemplate as your facial expression have changed: you furrowed eyebrows as felt your hole being empty without thick toji's cock, practically purring like a march cat. 'beg me for it, baby'

what an insatiable man you've got. he licked his lips, looking down on it. your hymen has left blood, as he glanced at you to see his future wife your reaction.

'i-i toji, it's..'

he hummed, returning to your lips, slowly giving back the missing part.

'you okay?' you nodded as a response; he's perceiving fullness as wants to fill you up, but desperately be tempered himself, blaming he didn't wear a condom to do it. a dozen of half-moons will be littering your hips as toji's digging nails, scrambled your mind with squelches pushes in your hole. 'relax, baby girl, i'm here' he thrusts inside the spongy spot, ripping another moan out of you, voluptuous to his ears. 'baby~ you tease me with those moans of yours'

his cock was aimed at a place inside your vagina, with a slow but deep thrust skillfully reaching your cervix, massaging with the tip of his cock that spot. toji's staring at your pleased, satisfied face as he found that needy place of yours.

holding on to the headboard in the bed as support, clutching the sheet with his other hand like the composure he was rapidly losing with each thrust into your hole, formerly virgin cunt, letting out a heavy sigh, tilting his head back.

wiggling the pelvis backward and forwards as heard beneath his body your whimpers, feeling replenishment on his skin to his previous strips, losing remains self-control as your walls have been clenching his cock, as your body gets shaking as his, preparing the body for the coming ecstasy.

'toji, mh~' you tilted the head back on the pillow, wrapping legs around his pelvis, quelling moans while arching back against his chest. you're milked [? correct if i'm wrong] his cock, shuddering. you felt his lips on your cheeks, as he's covering your wet face in kisses, pulling cock out.

'damn, baby, probably-' he stroke his hard cock a couple of times before releasing his cum onto your belly. fushiguro ran fingers from the hairline, wiping beads of sweat from the hairline through hair. 'are you good?'

as you're still catching your breath you rested on your face a slight smile, closing eyes. he giggled, getting out of bed.

'almost made a baby' it took him a second or two, to lift you up in my arms, leading into the bathroom. 'i'm gonna clean you up, my baby. but you could fall asleep in my arms, you did such a good job by taking my cock' he kissed your forehead, wiping your drops of sweat.

'i love you, toji'

he put you on the washing machine, turning away from you to fill the tub. what went unnoticed was his relaxed smile after your phrase.

'i love you more, little one'

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i feel i made lots of mistakes, like, idk. correct me if smth i did wrong.

i remember my promise to do one more work with toji, so lately i'll write hdc + drabble with him.

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