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wcters · 1 month

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𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗧

pairing: chris sturniolo x fem!reader

word count: 750+

summary: you have your period and chris tries to help you

warnings/notes: swearing, established relationship, periods, sorry it’s so short but that’s the only thing that i could come up with that i didn’t find cringey at that moment

A lot of the time, you hated being a women. Constantly judged on how you dress and act, creepy men, unrealistic body standards, and more. But this time? It was periods. That time every month where your body lets you know you’re not pregnant but simultaneously punishes you for not being pregnant. Every woman hates it, every little girl wants it.

Usually spending time with your boyfriend and your best friends would help a little bit, just to make you feel less of a sack of uncontrollable emotions and pain, but that wasn’t the case this time. This time, everything was bothering you. You had left the triplets to take a nap in Chris’s room as to try and stop yourself from getting mad at them and breaking down for no reason, but you’re still bothered in here. The ticking of the clock, the air from the vent, every little noise was bugging you. You groaned and grabbed the pillow besides you, throwing it over your head.

Because of the object blocking your ears, you don’t notice the footsteps leading up the the bedroom door. “Babe?” Chris called out as he opened the door, “you okay?” You hummed and stayed where you were, too lazy and tired with everything to reply. “Y/n?” “. . . I think I’m dying.” You finally spoke, pain evident in your voice. “I need to be put down.” Chris quietly laughed at that. “You don’t need to be put down.”

“I may not need to, but I want to.” Chris grabbed your hand as he sat on the edge of the bed beside you. “What’s wrong? Is your period?” You never felt embarrassed when talking about your period with him - you shouldn’t. You hated when some of your friends mentioned that their boyfriends would get grossed out when they talked about it. It’s a natural thing and it’s needed for them to live. You nodded, taking the pillow off you head and turning to face him. “I’m just so sick of it.”

“I know you are. And I would say I know it hurts but I don’t really know . . . At least not from experience.” You felt his hand brush up and down your back as you laid on your stomach. “Is there anything I can do?” He asked you, moving your hair tbh at fallen in your face. “My heating pad in the basket? Can you heat it up?” You groaned as a significantly sharp pain hit you, curling up. “Of course. Anything else?” Chris nodded. “Get rid of my uterus for me?” You looked up at him with a pleading smile. “Ask me later.”

You watched Chris as he moved to grab your heating pad and then open the door, slightly closing it but not fully as he left. While he was out, you figured you should change your pad. You did that, and stole a pair of loose boxers to put over top instead of the sweatpants you had on earlier. You were sitting up in his bed when he got back. “Are you wearing my boxers?” He asked you, placing the bag in front of you. “Yes. My sweatpants were bugging me and I was going to cry.” You grabbed your heating pad and leaned against his headboard, putting on your stomach and opening your legs. “Come here,” you patted the space between them, “I want to watch a movie.”

Chis knew better than to fight you, having dealt with you on your period many times before. It was you, but not dealing with any shit, and he didn’t want to make you cry. He took his shoes off and climbed on the bed and lied in between your legs. Before he put his head down, you put a pillow over your heating pad as to not burn him. “That’s really nice.” He commented as he lied down. “I know. That’s why I have it. Now, what do you want to watch?”

You ended up putting in a Disney movie, any other movie would probably get you upset in some way, so you both cuddled up and pressed play. When Nick knocked on Chris’s door later in the night and got no answer, he opened the door to find you two asleep with Chris in your lap. He took a quick picture and left you two alone, closing the door.

“Matt, look at this.” Nick called out to his brother that was on the couch. “What?” He was shown the picture and a smile formed. “Those two are so in love, it’s sickening.” He shook his head. “I know.”

#emma writes #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #x fem!reader #x reader #imagine

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unoriginal-and-dumb · 1 month

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i need to know everything about your infected like. now

Okay Dokay! (I’m gonna say everything that comes to mind I might miss stuff or repeat previously said things but I love never re-reading what I wrote)

God I got a lot to say sorry, I put this at the bottom too but if anyone ever has specific questions I will be (very) happy to answer them!!!

Infected is, at face value, pretty good at kinda acting like Kasper. Which is why nobody else really seems too bothered by his switch up besides Lampert. Lampert knew him best and for REAL so, well yea you know. He would know when his best friend is acting wrongggg

I think that the virus was inside the roomba that infected has in their apartment. The irony is too perfect, because I don’t imagine Kasper being gods cleanest fella so the idea of the thing that basically wiped out his consciousness coming from something he got to try and start being cleaner. I think he would’ve gotten the roomba because Lampert was basically begging him to do something to try and fix his fuck ass apartment

The virus itself feeds off of consciousness, it overwhelms and takes over the pervious one then kinda produces a shitty copy of it so it can continue feed off any form of consciousness that could’ve been

Infected MAY have the iq of wall paper. Stupid and dumb.

Infected kinda just has like 0 form of self preservation because the virus itself doesn’t really… understand it I guess? It’s more of like a “FEELING PAIN IS A WASTE OF TIME!” Although it wouldn’t just be pain-centric. He just kinda does fuck-all because it’s fun or everyone else does it or whatever

The error pattern on his arm (and other parts of his body tbh) can spread to other things via touch, but it doesn’t really just stay there

The virus is kinda weird because it’s like. Very much digital but it also is clearly affecting him physically? So it kinda just. Is both things at once I dunno magic elevator magic virus yellow person with dot eyes and no nose what can I say.

Infected is a flat and static character, he is unchanging as is, he is only the face value personality of Kasper, it’s like trying to hold a conversation with a half baked answer machine. After a while he kinda just starts repeating things.

Infected is friends with Split and Poob, as mentioned on the wiki. It’s not even remotely comparable to what Kasper and Lampert had though (😢). They are more of like yea let’s invite Infected over to a party since he kinda seems to just stand in the corner and be a freak. They enjoy Infected’s presence, but again it’s like speaking to an answer machine after awhile

Kasper would frequently change up his look, keeping a few things like his hat always but he was like constantly trying out different colors and whatever clothing stuff, but when he became Infected he kind of jsut got stuck on the tough guys wear pink shirt era (going full npc, wearing literally nothing else because ah yes this is Kasper and I am “Kasper”)

Almost nothing truly gets to infected, yea he’s upset about pop tart but it’s all very shallow and more played off as a joke. Bros life is all sunshine and rainbows wait till he hears about taxes 😭

^ however, it’s not impossible for things to really break through for them. Albeit really just not that likely, they could be made SUPER MEGA UPSET! It’s times like that when he actually seems to have even just undertones of Kasper existing (which is why, despite Lampert HATING infected, I think there would be a time he shoves those feelings aside and tries to comfort infected because that’s still his best friends face)

Infected cannot stand be called Kasper. He ignores it for a bit but after a while he lashes out pretty badly. To be fair though, having 0 memories of someone but everyone else claiming you are them is kinda weird

Infected (specifically) would sound like cooper2723, shitty mic and all

Infected skates like skate 3. He does that speed glitch every time and nobody gets it. He also sometimes rolls full force into a curb and just flies off the skate board (he forgort)

Eczema rep as mentioned before, the stupid error texture is super extremely itchy, but that’s also why it’s spread so much because he fucking scratches the hell outta it. It also just hurts in general (LIKE IF U HAD SAND PAPER. ON UR SKIN. ALWAYS.) but again 0 sense of self preservation bruh don’t give a fuck

He wears the arm warmer to try and hide the error texture. He consciously does not really have a reason but it is in order for the virus to try and be more discreet. Not many people have really taken a notice or care at least so it’s kinda working..? (Not rlly it’s pretty obvious)

Infected HATES unpleasant a blood curdling amount. It doesn’t matter if unpleasant does literally nothing they will blame EVERYTHING on unpleasant. Uh oh bad weather? It’s that fucking gradient’s fault

Infected sometimes just starts tweaking. Like straight Blair witching or honestly even like the boss in s2 of smiling friends. He goes right back to normal but he just does that sometimes (it’s because there’s another backseat driver getting pissed off and existing again before going bed bye go the next however long)

Kasper had pretty bad anger issues but he was able to not start genuinely losing it. Infected however. Infected is gods happiest/angriest soldier

He could be a real smiler, a real big yaaaayyyyyy typa fella one second but one thing sets him off and he is a nightmare to be around. We talking cod lobby throwing shit hair pulling slur yelling type stuff

Infected lives on energy drinks.

They also don’t really sleep, it’s seen as a waste of time when he could be saying terrible things online or skateboarding off a building. Only real time he does anything that a normal human NEEDS to do is when he’s like sims 4 forced to (I.e straight up passing tf out on the floor)

I made this up because I wanted BOTH but his stupid ass SNOT, when it’s green that’s just icky snot when it’s pink that’s not snot or blood but a malicious 3rd option (the error infection thing, although it is kind of just like blood for him at least)

Infected doesn’t really realize that people change appearance over time and that’s like normal so he may do absolutely fuckall half the time but he does maintain appearance (hair cut/dye clothes) and stuff very well because they think they have to look exactly like how Kasper did at the point of infection

Errr he’s aroace :) and trans :) yah :) because kasper is :) 🧡💛🤍🩵💙🧡💛🤍🩵💙🧡💛🤍🩵💙🧡💛🤍🩵💙 yaaaayyyyyyyyyyy

Infected’s eyes actually are white, that’s not just stylistic choice. Or at least they kinda catch the light the way a cat’s does. He is very very eerie in the dark because of this. The error pattern is unaffected by lighting (because. It’s an error texture.) so that combined with white ass eyes and some guy who stands and moves like something else puppeteering a human is… eerie.

He’s Wasian! Korean-American specifically. He does have a Korean name but really just doesn’t go by it ever

This isn’t Infected-centric but relating to Kasper, he grew up mainly with his mom cuz his dad peaced tf out (lol). He did like his dad though, which is why he wore the hat all the time, at this point though he doesn’t really care about his dad and just wears it because it’s his fucking hat and he does not take that shit off

Infected constantly acts out of it, extreme fever style. Weird forgetful says nonsense half the time and just laughs at everything when he’s not busy smiling creepily

Infected is indifferent on everyone, he doesn’t particularly hold grudges (he just forgets about any arguments in general or ignores them) he only really hates unpleasant

He isn’t really enemy to anyone due to the infection trying to get a good way to spread (if ur around a bunch of people all the time, I mean likeeee)

There’s other things but this is very long and I dunno, if anyone has specific questions I’d be happy to answer!!!

#regretevator

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gay-dorito-dust · 5 months

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Might be the last thing I post for a little bit tbh…🦦

‘Darling I was thinking and-‘

‘Oh that can’t mean anything good.’ You teased playfully as Astarion gave you an unamused look before continuing.

‘Before us was so rudely interrupted.’ He side eyes your seated form. ‘I was just thinking,’ Astarion trails off as he runs a hand across your shoulders slowly as though savouring the contact before seating himself snugly on your lap; His legs on either side of you as his arms rested upon your shoulders, whilst his mischievous hands found purchase holding the back of your back, his fingertips and nails lightly caressing the skin there.

However your focus was more or less solely on the fact of how his chest was practically pressed against yours and the space -or for better words lack there of- between your and his face. You could see every detail that went into Astarion’s face, from his cheeks, his plush lips, to the glimpses of his fangs in the light of the fireplace and the look of a want, a need within his vermillion eyes that looked borderline primal.

Astarion was the epitome of a beauty so dangerous, so sought after you could easily loose your life to it, and the funny fact was; you didn’t mind if he was the last thing you ever got to see before being enveloped by darkness.

At the very least you would get to lay your eyes on something ethereal in beauty before your soul left your mortal body. You’d happily be ensnared into his trap of false promises of the future and silky words constantly, especially so if it meant getting to peer at his beautiful face.

‘If there’s something you wish for Astarion,’ you began after a brief moment of silence, ‘then you need only ask, use your words instead of your body.’

Astarion blinks at this as though no one has ever told him that, which only further proved in breaking your heart. He had told you his story in pieces before confessing the whole story one night beneath the stars, and ever since it had haunted you in knowing that you were quite possibly the only person who had made him feel as though he had a choice, like he had a say in the things that happen to him rather then having the freedom of choice taken from him completely.

‘You don’t have to seduce me into doing something for you because you already know that I’d do just about anything for you.’ You continued, raising your hands to gingerly hold his porcelain face and run your thumbs over his cheek bones, watching as he initially flinched at your touch before melting into it.

Astarion laughs humourlessly. ‘Of course you would, how could I forget.’ He utters so softly you almost couldn’t hear him despite being so close. ‘You’ve gave me back the gift of flight to my wings that I never thought I would ever get back after being under Cazador’s thumb…for so long.’ He sounded to be in excruciating pain when he said the words for so long. You didn’t speak and decided to allow Astarion the space to get anything he still had left on his chest, but he didn’t say much afterwards in regards to Cazador, for enough about him had already been said in the past; and instead chose to rest his forehead against your own and sighing.

‘What was it that you were thinking about my love?’ You said, bringing the conversation back to the reason he was sat on your lap in the first place.

‘I only wished to ask if we could spend the day together.’ Astarion replied. ‘For it seemed as of late that we’ve been busy with other matters outside of what truly counts. Us.’ He adds as he pressed his forehead further against yours as though he needed to feel you on a much deeper level than physical.

You smiled softly as you too then closed your eyes and allowed yourself to be in the moment with your beloved, even if all feeling in your legs was slowly going, not that you were complaining or anything, it was just that you too have noticed the lack of quality time you’ve spent with Astarion, that the only time you had for one another was in the dead of night; when your fighting to stay away as long as you could with him in hopes of making up for lost time.

‘I’m not against the idea of having an us day, got any suggestions?’

Astarion only smirks.

#bg3 #astarion x you #astarion x reader #astarion x y/n #astarion imagine #astarion imagines #bg3 x reader #bg3 x you #bg3 imagine #baldurs gate 3 x reader #baldurs gate 3 x you #baldur’s gate 3

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luzisahomosexual · 2 months

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SBG FASTPASS SPOILERS⬇️

‘Dissecting’ this picture bc it gives me life.

I love everything about this photo.

The matching bracelets, the positions they each sleep in…EVERYTHING.

Logan ~ Logan is doing his usual curl up in a ball pose, which is ofc adorable. He’s also in the corner, almost forming a wall around the ones that need the most care atm (Aiden, Ash & Tyler)

Ben ~ Ben is holding the whole group together. He’s got his arms around them all, protecting them all from anything and everything. He would do anything for them. He has his arm around Taylor and is possibly??? looking down at her, YAY BENLOR🤭 he’s also got an arm on Logan’s back, putting his arms around the whole group

Taylor ~ Taylor is leaning her head on Bens shoulder, again YEY BENLOR🤭 Tyler is lying on her lap, which I personally find absolutely fucking adorable. It’s almost like their whole childhood, they looked out for eachother but Tyler was more the protector, pushing his fears back in order to be able to comfort Taylor and be there for her, whereas now it’s almost like Taylor is pushing her fears back so that she can be there for Tyler when he needs her, he is the one being comforted for once.

Tyler ~ Tyler seems still slightly agitated wich makes sense everything considered, but he DEFINITELY needs this hug thingy (wtva u wanna call it) he’s been through so much and has always felt the need to be the person taking care of everyone else. If this happened earlier in the webcomic, Tyler would 1000% be anoyed, lying as far to the side and away from everyone as he could. He would probably be on the edge and have his back to everyone, ik he’s technically still on the edge now but he’s also not. He’s proper IN the snuggle sesh yk? Idk how else to explain it-😭🤚

Aiden ~ I love EVERYTHING about the way he’s lying. He’s on bens lap, we need more of their cousin bond😤 But he’s also protecting ASHLYN in every possible way. He’s almost suffocating her…he has his head behind hers, one arm lying across her and the other on her lap AND he’s almost acting like a caccoon (idk how to spell that word mb) the way he’s surrounding her. Also THE HAND HES GOT LYING ACROSS ASHLYNS LAP IS ALSO HOLDING TYLER??!?! this is such an adorable detail I havnt seen anyone point out😭 Aiden and Tyler have probably had the hardest time trying to get along out of everyone in the group. They are practically opposites, Aiden constantly makes jokes and laughs as a way to hide his saddness and pain, he acts almost childish, like he’s searching for the childhood he never had…where as Tyler is always serious and stubborn, he hides his pain through anger and pushes it far below, instead focusing on those who need him because he’s to afraid to face his own worries. They all bonded over the trauma they shared being in the phantom world but it’s almost like Tyler & Aiden bonded deeper due to their experiences with death. They both know what it felt like to die, the difference is that Tyler was only worried about Taylor & his mum, thinking of what would happen if he wasn’t there for them, not wanting to leave them like their dad had. Where as Aiden was almost ready to die, he’s always thought about what it would feel like so he kind of just let it happen, however when he then woke up and realised how worried Ashlyn was, all that want for death dissipated because he didn’t want Ashlyn to ever be that afraid again.

Think I went on a random nonsense rant for a while there…my bad…ANYWAY LAST BUT NOT LEASTTTTTT

Ashlyn ~ Ash is in the centre of them all. She’s being surrounded and protected by her friends. Also, she has a thing for people being to close to her but she isn’t even looking uncomfortable. I don’t have a lot to say anymore tbh cos I tired myself out w that mini rant💀 but one last thing I will point out is, SHE HAS HER LEGS OVER AIDENS. IDK I JUST FIND THAT SO ADORABLE. LOOK AT THEM. THEY R EVERYTHING.

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heartririmu · 1 year

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SHU + ALBAN & S/O WITH CHRONIC BODY PAIN

fluff + nsfw headcanons | tw: none :) fluffy fluff

Shu

— shu has some spells that soothe your pain, though they don’t get rid of it entirely and for that he feels slightly guilty.. you tell him you’re used to the constant aching of your body, but he still feels bad yknow? seeing you hurting makes him hurt too

— offers to give you massages whenever the pain is affecting you more than usual. his fingers must be magic too, because they always manage to soothe your aching limbs

— shu doesn’t want to make you feel incapable of doing things on your own, so he tends not to do anything special to help you unless you explicitly ask for it/are in danger of injuring yourself without his aid

— he 100% helps with lifting absolutely everything by the way. he may not look particularly buff, but shu is pretty strong despite this. more “sorcerer magics,” you guess

— he’s very goofy when he helps you move/walk around btw. shu knows how frustrating your disability is for you to navigate, so he tries his best to help lighten the mood whenever possible

— “oh, hey! did ya need help with anything? ah, your legs are giving you trouble again..? don’t worry, i have just the thing! i’ve been practicing enchanting this carpet to fly, and i was thinking-”

— ^ speaking of, he definitely makes puns about him being the mischievous, charming aladdin to your distressed yet gorgeous prince/princess/royalty whenever he can

— ^ (though perhaps he’s just trying to say that he thinks a magic carpet ride would be not only soothing for your aching limbs, but also a tad bit romantic… who knows?)

— on the topic of helping you shower/bathe, shu doesn’t really mind. he does blush up a storm all the while, but he absolutely does not attempt to push for anything sexual when he’s helping you get clean

— shu views bathing/showering as softer intimacy. when he washes your hair or rinses the soap suds from your body, he wants to see you relaxed and comfortable

— ^ to him, it’s priceless to see you for once being able to ignore the way your body is constantly hurting

— also goes out of his way to look for resources outside of the home for you. if physical therapy helps with your disability and you want to try it, he’s sure to point out some specific places that are available for it!

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— prefers to hold you in his lap, resting your back against his chest. it’s comfortable for you, and it’s close- close enough that if you have any pain spikes, shu can stop everything and take care of you properly

— he keeps his hands pressed firmly into your hips, his nails digging into the skin of your lower stomach ever so slightly

— ^ it’s never enough to cause any pain, but it’s always just the perfect amount of pressure to let you know that shu isn’t letting go anytime soon

— ^^ of course, this position also makes it very easy for shu to lift your hips and assist you with riding him.. (i say assist, but tbh he finds it rather hot when you simply allow him to control the way your body moves against him lmao)

— shu is one who has a body worship kink, though he’s not really vocal about it. instead, he tends to lavish your skin in loving kisses and bites; he’ll leave hickies on every part of you that he can reach, though he favors your stomach, hips, and your clavicle

— ^ seriously, he’ll leave hickies on your arms and legs too if you don’t tell him not to.. he has absolutely zero shame!

— ^^ words often fail him, so shu tries his best to show you just how deeply he adores every single part of you, body and mind, which is where the body worship comes in. your disability doesn’t make him love you any less, and he wants to make sure you’re aware of that

— will never get off on seeing you cry, even if it’s from pleasure. he just doesn’t like the sight of tears on your darling face :( even if they’re not tears of pain, he wouldn’t want to make you cry

— ^ in that same vein, shu will not try overstimulation with you. he worries that if he goes too far, you’ll end up getting hurt and not realizing it right away due to your senses being overloaded

— he does enjoy teasing you a bit, however. making you squirm and gasp as he kneads your hips/thighs under his fingers, whispering in your ear about how precious you are, getting so needy for him-

— “you look so breathtaking like this already.. i bet you could cum just from me touching you like this, right? haha, that would be really cute. would you let me do that to you, if i asked nicely..?”

Alban

— at first, alban is extremely concerned with the fact that your body is always hurting in some way. he doesn’t outright ask why that is until one day your legs are in so much pain you can’t even bear to move them

— “oh fuck- babe, it’s not usually this bad is it? should we go to the ER?”

— when you explain that this sort of pain is just a part of your daily life, he’s calmer, but still worried about you :(

— baby absolutely helps with anything you need. he doesn’t smother you, but he’s going to ask at least 5 times daily if you need assistance with anything

— whenever you need to go up/down the stairs and your legs are in particularly bad shape that day, alban will be there! usually he just holds your hand and guides you, making sure he’s positioned so that he can catch you if you stumble

— if you’re struggling to walk up/down the stairs very significantly, his hands are supporting your waist and back, one of your arms slung around his shoulders so he can carry most of your weight

— helping you bathe/shower was something that took a bit of getting used to; alban blushes very easily, so he may pass out the first few times… but he doesn’t give up! eventually, he’s able to help you without getting flustered

— i imagine that he tries to be calm and relaxed whilst helping you bathe, but sometimes he can’t help but go overboard when trying to comfort you and he ends up just absolutely drowning the bath in bubbles 😭

— also if you don’t mind him doing so, alban will give piggyback rides when your pain is making it difficult to move too much

— ^ doesn’t want to baby you or make you think he sees you as incapable, he just likes to be a bit silly with the ways that he helps you

— “huh? you don’t think you’ll be able to walk around much today..? don’t worry, your beloved alban knox is here to save the day!“ he proceeds to pick you up like a sack of potatoes lmao

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— due to his concern for your condition, alban prefers positions where you’re lying on your back or stomach. he’ll do whatever you want to do, but he’s most comfortable knowing that you’re not in a position that will hurt you

— alban’s so so sweet to you, he’s incredibly gentle not only when you’re having sex, but all the time. when you two are intimate it’s somehow so much more sweet though

— ^ his touches are featherlight, his voice soft and eyes shimmering with an almost reverential gaze and a blush traveling from the tips of his ears down to his chest

— refuses to pin you down or hold you in place during sex at all. your body is in constant pain as is, and he doesn’t even want to think about accidentally hurting you while he’s getting too lost in his own pleasure

— praise kink (giving.) he just wants you to know that he sees how much you struggle every day and he wants to reward you for being so strong

— ^ ahh imagine him like kneeling between your legs and looking up at you, his cheek pressed against your thigh as he tells you how absolutely perfect you are, how good you are for letting him take care of you <333

— ^ adding to that. he’s aware that you have a few insecurities due to your disability, and he tries his best to stomp out those feelings both during and outside of sex

— you are genuinely perfect to him, no matter what, and he tells you as much whilst his fingers stroke along every inch of sensitive skin he can reach

— “my love.. my perfect, wonderful, gorgeous angel. you are my most precious treasure; not even the most expensive items in the world could even begin to measure up to what you mean to me.”

— alban prefers to go slowly so as not to injure you, so a lot of the time sex with him can last for hours; he could spend the entire night on foreplay alone, honestly..

— the first time you two had sex was when alban began the whole praise and body worshipping thing. it was entirely for you, at first

— then along the way alban realized that he kind of got off on making you squirm with his adoring praises and barely-there touches

— he was kissing along your thighs and leaning up to nip at the jut of your hips, his voice low as he told you how gorgeous you looked while whining his name..

— didn’t realize he was grinding against the bed until he came in his boxers in under 15 minutes, burying his face against your thighs and choking on a gasp 💀

— poor boy was really embarrassed and almost cried.. you ended up having to comfort him until he was ready to try again

— ^ he didn’t disappoint of course, but he’s always slightly flustered whenever you bring up you two’s first time together :)

#x reader #fanfic x reader #nijisanji x reader #alban knox x reader #shu yamino x reader #nsft fanfic #x reader nsft #disabled reader #gender nuetral reader #no pronouns

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eff-plays · 2 months

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On these notes, can I umm ... have Tavs who are like ... their own people. With personal issues and hangups and conflicts and preferences. I need Tavs who have spines, who don't just exist to be soft and gentle for Astarion's sake, who don't exist to be therapists for him. Like I get it, it's self-care for writers to some extent, but it just makes for such boring reading when a Tav is always 100% understanding and pliable for Astarion. When they're head over heels instantly and understand him perfectly with minimal explanations. When they can somehow tell, feel his pain through nothing but his eyes. After knowing him for days, hours, seconds.

Need Tavs who don't let him drink from them and/or tell him to only bite enemies because it's more pragmatic. Tavs who don't get off to his bites and in fact find them painful and inconvenient. Tavs who disagree with him to his face. Tavs who call him out when he's being a cunt.

"I didn't tell anyone you're a vampire because it's not my secret to tell" but why? He never asked to keep it a secret, and he attacked you. In your sleep. You owe him nothing, and he could pose an active danger to the others if you don't tell them? How do you know he doesn't? He's done nothing to earn your trust, yet you offer it anyway. And you're not written to be stupid, just that you innately know he's important/damaged somehow, so what gives?

It annoys me that the only time meta knowledge is used it's in his favor. Like Tav just knows he's good deep down somehow. Despite him being a huge cunt constantly. Like, he kills Tav if they fail to make him stop. Without remorse. He even jokes about it later when they have the audacity to be upset about it. But that's never even a fear some Tavs have. When it makes far more sense to be suspicious he'd do that than trusting him instantly.

And another thing like ... So many Tavs are just orbiting Astarion. Just straight up fail to make connections of friendships with anyone else. They'll also have some sad backstory of course, but only Astarion is somehow aware of it, he's the only one who has any insight into their inner turmoil while everyone else doesn't give a shit, I guess. Which is just. He gets to both have the benefit of the doubt and special insight and understanding of Tav. He gets to have all the cards.

Where's the mess. Where's the conflict. Where's the intrigue and fun of two actual individual people learning to overcome their differences and/or finding comfort in their similarities?

Idk I realize I'm barking up the wrong tree because this is generally the state of most fic and the romance genre in general but it's extra evident in the Astarion fandom where he's elevated to the status of the ultimate victim and ultimate sex god so any conflict is untenable because he's soo vunlerable and sensitive and all situations must have him coming out on top or else it'll be ... idk, problematic? Abusive? Traumatic to him? What's the reason?

It ends up just doing him a disservice? Part of what makes the romance so compelling-in game (at least the Spawn route) is that Tav challenges him and his assumptions. That they push back. But in fic these Tavs "push back" by just accepting his bullshit with a smile and waiting for him to realize he's being a bitch on his own, I guess. He's also rarely allowed to be silly or cringefail, which he canonically is, and he's so coddled that it makes it look like this grown-ass man can't handle anyone disagreeing with him or teasing him, so he's always paired up with the most weaksauce spineless soft quirky manic pixie dream Tav imaginable.

Like. It's always "Uwu how can I make him happy? Anything to make him happy!" What about you hon? What do you get out of this relationship, babygirl?

And tbh this is headcanon of course but I just don't think he'd respect a doormat Tav very much. He needs to be sprayed with water every now and then. For his own good.

Whatevs. I mean write whatever you want. But. Man. I just want more cool Tavs. And less stunted and flattened Astarion who can't take a joke or a goof or a gaff, who's always too cool to fail or be wrong.

And before someone says "this is why Durge is better!" I have no interest in Durge and do not read Durge fic sorry. Also that wound't even be true.

#bg3 #'noo tav makes him realize the world is a good place by being kind and patient' ok but can they not be kind and patient at their own expens

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loreoftheforgotten · 9 months

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How i think the batfamily acts after getting their wisdom teeth removed

written by someone who’s had to have both their top and bottom wisdom teeth removed at two different times because the world hates me and wanted me to go through it twice i guess

okay so first of all bruce, this man has an insane tolerance for pain and tbh i think the only person able to get him to listen to this doctors instructions is alfred. and it’s not like he’s ignoring the instructions on purpose, he just isn’t really aware of how much pain he’s in because of his pain tolerance so he pretty much assumes he’s just healed faster than normal (also he doesn’t swell much for some reason so again, he just kinda assumes he’s fine)

next up, dick! tbh i feel like he’d legitimately have a bad time with it. idk why but i just think he would. he’d get super swollen and sore, and probably wouldn’t be able to talk for a few days without some kind of pain. although he absolutely would take advantage of everyone doting on him to get whatever he wants. it helps that he looks like a chipmunk for like a week after getting his wisdom teeth removed and the pictures make great blackmail material

and cass! cass and barbara come home one day with cass looking super swollen. everyone’s super worried bc wtf!!?? turns out she asked barbara to take her to get her wisdom teeth removed bc they were causing her some pain. that’s basically it, she’s a bit swollen for a bit and in some pain, but otherwise she heals fine. she does sorta take advantage of everyone looking after her, but honestly she just kinda chills in her room to recuperate while she reads and catches up on some shows she’s been wanting to watch.

now jason. okay listen, hear me out. he originally gets both his top and bottom wisdom teeth removed after being taken in by bruce. his experience is sorta average tbh, maybe a bit slow on the healing part of it bc of his already recovering health from being a street kid. but after he comes back from the dead and gets chucked into the lazarus pit he starts getting some pain in his mouth. turns out the lazarus pit regenerated his wisdom teeth. so basically jason has to get them taken out twice and no one will let him live it down

next on the list is tim. tim probably gets his taken out after he looses his spleen so someone sticks with him 24/7 just to make sure he’s healing properly and shit. it probably takes him a bit longer to heal and i feel like he would have a bit more pain than average but otherwise he heals perfectly fine. he probably tries to stay at drake manor at first, but dick convinces him to stay at wayne manor so that they can keep an eye on him.

okay now steph! she’s the only person in the batfamily that doesn’t need to get both her top and bottom removed. she just needs to get her top wisdom teeth removed and everyone hates her for it because they all had to do all four. like dick, she totally takes advantage of everyone doting on her while she heals. she spends most of her time at wayne manor just sprawled out on one of the couches and makes bruce buy her the best ice cream money can buy.

okay now for damian. he straight up doesn’t need to get his wisdom teeth removed. like they aren’t a problem at all and he brags about it constantly. although, jason ends up punching damian in the face when jason got his removed for the second time and damian made fun of him for it. he spends the next few days moping on the couch with an ice pack pressed up against his swollen cheek while jason sends him shit eating grins.

and finally duke. my younger sister had to get her wisdom teeth removed before getting her braces on bc she had to do another surgery on some other teeth and they figured they’d just do it all at once to get it over with and i feel like duke would be the same. so like he’d get his wisdom teeth removed at like 13/14 and just have an average time healing. when the other batfamily members ask him about his wisdom teeth he just shrugs and goes “i got them removed years ago” which makes the rest of them upset because they like having blackmail material of how swollen people get after getting their wisdom teeth removed and they can’t do that with duke now

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candyhoiic · 2 months

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Here’s my contribution to sinner! Adam because I just think he’s neat 👉👈

Anyways as one of my favorite characters of course I made his design with suffering in mind uwu /hj /lh

The reason why his collar and bracelets/cuffs are on even without his clothes is because he literally can't take them off, and honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if the 'accessories' are actually fused with his skin. It's a part of his divine punishment as a physical means of constantly reminding him of how much he's a slave to his own desires and anger. It can also be interpreted as a physical manifestation of him being a prisoner to hell now tehehe

Actually, now that I think about it, the spikes we can see on his collar and cuffs most definitely go out both ways, so he has spikes piercing into his skin at all times.

His "hood" is actually apart of him too basically like a cobra's hood ^^ I did this since I like the idea of a sinner's appearance being somewhat determined by how they died, and while Lucifer didn't deliver the final blow, he definitely played a major role in getting him there. So, that's why I gave Adam some snake-like attributes (i.e the hood, split tongue, and scales) the very creature associated with the devil himself!

Plus, with the hood, he kind gives off grim reaper vibes, which is fitting since he was technically hell's very own grim reaper along with the rest of his exorcist.

He also has some goat attributes ie the horns, hooves, ears, tail (not that I actually drew it lmao sorry), and sideway pupils for his hood eyes because of their connection with the devil and well that's the first creature that comes to my mind that has horns tbh.

His face and horns are meant to mock his exterminator mask because I'm a sucker for that trope. Just imagine how pissed off he was to find out he couldn't take off his 'mask'

I gave him piercings bc their hot /hj I mean they are but let's be honest canon Adam should have definitely had piercings because they fit his vibe so well.

He also has a nicked eyebrow because he so would. He's just that type of cringe /j

As for the rest of his outfit? I don't really know what to say I just wanted to give him rock n' roll vibes while also capturing that fact that he is in fact an old man no matter how young he might look.

Also, for anyone wondering the belt was absolutely necessary. There was no way I wasn't going to add it when the thought first came to me. It just says something about his ego.

I did my best to make Adam somewhat out of shape, but I don't have really any experience with different body types so some of it might look off, but I did my best.

The headshot in the corner was a very quick drawing of what his full demon form may look like. If I ever actually give it a full design don't be surprised if it changes significantly because I definitely have some thoughts about it but I'm just too tired to actually pour the energy into drawing it rn oops

However, I did have enough energy to draw what I imagine his wings to be like. And of course, I could pass up on another chance to give him a mocking reminder of how far he's fallen. He kept his wings technically but there next to useless as he can't actually fly with them. And honestly, they're not actually all that durable as one can imagine since well their just bone.

So, it's a big weak spot for him but luckily, he can detract them into his skin. Although the process is painful, and he has to let them out every now and then or it'll feel like his back is on fire. They also glow making it hard to hide them when they're out.

The marking/tattoo/brand on his back is a cross with his A over it. I like to think it symbolizes how he put himself before God which is a big no, no. It can also be interpreted as a nod to how he was basically acting like he was God himself by passing on divine judgement and punishment onto others for things he himself was guilty of.

Anyways the red glowing exes over the symbol are simply to show off the killing blows Nifty delivered to him.

Last but not least, I made him caked up and I won't apologize for that either.

Anyways byeee! Thanks for reading my rambles about my sinner! Adam design. Hope you enjoyed!~

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel brainrot #sinner adam #fallen adam #rambles #ramblings #hazbin hotel thoughts #hazbin hotel fanart #my art #my design #I love (to torture) adam #hazbin hotel rambling #hazbin hotel headcanon

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pinkandpurple360 · 4 months

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i like past blitzfizz but i dont think blitz is open enough with his emotions to be with fizz (or anyone tbh) right now. theres a twitter thread where someone pointed out that fizz is in the “hidden” folder on blitz’s phone compared to the public portrait in ozzie’s office. idk if ozzie wasnt open with his feelings at first either (keeping your romance a secret isnt a great look, even if there are logistical reasons for it) but like. at least he had a reason to hide it? blitz just seems too ashamed of it.

Ugh when people compare Asmodeus’ and Blitzos circumstances as if that’s a fair comparison, it annoys me to no end. The utter classism of it. I’m the one person who just isn’t that into the otp. It’s cute. But. Not my cup of tea. We don’t have to agree with each other. Maybe don’t make up false things like “he has no reason to hide it” just to support that though?

Can u send the thread cause I’d like to read about it at least the image part…not the frankly unfair portrait comparison. Which, if you aren’t taking a purely generous view and try a more sceptical one, you can chalk up to Ozzie being careless. Considering that this very behaviour put a target on fizz’s head. I don’t really find it endearing anymore. “Haha Oz is so bad at keeping it a secret” -yeah so fizz has to anxiously worry about keeping it secret himself, constantly. So much that he endured abuse to keep it. Plus he can’t be without fizz for one day and stares at it longingly. Which is just not that charming to me since fizz had to beg to be allowed out.

Uh ok? That’s the point, Blitz is on a very bad downward spiral right now because of Ozzies. Right off the back of the emotional torment of truth seekers. Who said the time is now?

Blitz ashamed of his feelings for. No reason….maybe a hint is on the entirety of the left side of his face. While Oz is privileged enough to not have anywhere near the amount of worries Blitz has. Maybe he didn’t want to come off as just another creepy fan, maybe he didn’t want to hold fizz back from his dreams (I’m betting on this one) maybe cash told him he wasn’t good enough. We don’t even know what the reasons are yet. We don’t know why he couldn’t go in there. Only that it was very very painful. After all Ozzie can just scream at his employees and servants to keep their mouths shut or he will, quote, break them. Like a coward. Let’s hold all bosses to the same standard. And if Asmodeus had accidentally injured fizz a similar way the shame would eat him alive too. Then people would talk about how romantic and selfless that restraint is.

I really really don’t care to hear about the same “it’s better if it’s isolated entirely in the past” opinion I’ve heard a million times it ignores the fact that they’ve never dated and there’s still unresolved feelings and throws away a better story.

#helluva boss #helluva boss critical #blitzfizz

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mazeinthemiroh · 2 years

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san sfw alphabet

genre: fluff

word count: 2.7k

warnings: none

requested?: yes

song rec: astroboy. by suggi

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

a - affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection)

ha, this makes me laugh

because we all know that sannie is the fluffiest fluff-ball to ever fluff

he is SO affectionate like that's not even a question

i'm talking physically, verbally, everything. he is the man when it comes to affection

he constantly showers you with praise and loving words, and is always cuddling or holding you in some way when you are together. he likes to give affection both through the form of words as well as touch

b - best friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

the ultimate hype man™

he's your no.1 supporter. if you have an idea or a goal or a dream, he encourages you to go for it and don't look back with any regrets

he likes to do impulsive stuff with his bestie. like you guys are walking and see an arcade or something and then spend the next hour and a half there, totally changing your plans for the day

he also gets random rushes of energy with you like expect a very hyper san!!

you must know, as his best friend, that there is a loyalty oath. a pledge of allegiance for each other, if you will. he takes any close connections he has very seriously so if you break his trust its very hard to build it back up

c - cuddles (would they like to cuddle? how do they cuddle?)

yes.

just yes.

that's all i really have to say

yes to cuddling. a green tick to nuzzling. a big thumbs up to the snuggles

he is, to put it plainly, obsessed with cuddling you. like if he didn't have to restrain himself he will be on you, 24/7, all the time. he just loves you he loves being soft and fluffy because, lets face it, he is a cat

how does he like to cuddle? how doesn't he like to cuddle???

seriously though if he had to pick a favourite cuddle position, after much extensive consideration (yes this was very important to him to decide) he manages to narrow his choices down to two: 1) the 'sweethearts cradle,' with you putting your head on his chest while he holds you close to his chest. and 2) the spoon. obviously. i know its simple but he just loves wrapping his arms around you and snuggling into your neck from behind you i am very soft rn

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

i think san would want to settle down in good time

once h has his heart set on someone he really just wants to go all the way with them and experience everything with them, which makes the relationship seem rushed to outsiders, but to you guys, it feels like a perfectly right pace. you guys are just so into each other that's why. when the spark happens, it happens 🤷‍♀️

in terms of household chores, he's more than happy to help where help is needed. you might have to teach him a couple of recipes here and there but once he gets the hang of things he will for sure be cooking for you a lot. he likes treating you to his own homemade dinner sometimes, when he's feeling confident in the kitchen though lol

e = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

it would cause him so much pain tbh

he would end up doing it as quickly as possible, like taking off a band-aid/plaster. quick and swift

which wasn't his plan to begin with. he would've wanted to ease you into the breaking up but he just couldn't stand the tension

he would probably be very apologetic if he broke it off (depending on the situation tbh)

f = fiance (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

when in a relationship san's mind become automatically romantic

he is caught between a person who just wants to live in the present vs a person who is planning out their whole future with their s/o. like... he's just both. it depends on the day??

he loves commitment because he is, by nature, a very loyal person. but while the whole relationship has been quick and rushed (feeling natural that way) he probably wouldn't want to rush into marriage quite yet. he has to contain himself; he knows deep down all in good time will these things come about

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

gentle for the most part

there are times when he may come off too strongly in terms of physical affection, which can overwhelm a particularly shy or timid s/o. he likes to have someone he can pretty much throw himself at and cuddle all the time and depending on the type of person you are, that can be a bit intense

emotionally, san can sometimes have a rough edge to him. not intentionally. maybe he's had a bad day at work, or he couldn't get a move right in dance practice, sometimes you just need to leave him be so he calms down and cools off. depending on how you handle these things, he might be a bit blunt or snap at you if you keep asking him questions and possibly getting on his nerves. he doesn't mean any harm by it at all, it's just if something is upsetting him or weighing on his mind, there's not much either of you can do

overall it will depend on his mood. like anyone, if he's in a bad mood he will usually act differently. but san rarely has these bad moves so its safe to say you will see a much gentler side of san more frequently than anything else

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

adores hugs

tbh he especially lives back hugs like he's just that type of guy. loves wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling your back to his chest, leaving soft butterfly kisses on your neck

and he melts when you give him back hugs. it just makes him feel soft and cute

he's just a lover of hugs in general. he really appreciates it when you pull him in for one, it makes him feel warm and safe

i = i love you (how fast do they say the L-word?)

fairly fast

when san loves someone, he loves them intensely and without any doubt. so don't be surprised if he confesses his love to you in the first couple of weeks of you dating (depending on the frequency and time you spend with each other)

it's like he can't help himself from falling so quickly. and he is convinced that he must, he simply must tell you his feelings

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)

i'd say on a scale of 1 - 10 on how jealous someone can be, 10 being the most jealous, i'd say san is a solid 8.5, maybe even higher?

he's mentioned that he has low self-esteem (which btw is beyond me because he's literally the best man ever, just saying) and with this mindset he has comes with him comparing himself to others

so if you are talking to someone he deems as better looking than himself, he will be jealous more often than not. he starts to have doubts like 'maybe y/n deserves someone better' etc

you can tell he is jealous when he becomes quiet and lost in thought, a slight pout laying on his lips as he holds a low gaze

so please reassure him that he is perfect and amazing and there is a reason why you chose him

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

sweet, soft, seductive

that's our san 🥳

depends on his mood. he likes soft little kisses when he's cuddling you or when you've done something endearing. he usually likes kissing you on the neck <3

and he likes getting kisses there too. or on his collarbone. or cheek. or forehead. he don't mind

but the lip kisses 💋 mwah, so passionate

he doesn't give you a chance to breathe it's just so steamy and full of love all at once his kisses are amazing, yes

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

super cute

he puts on an adorable baby voice for them and does whatever they want him to do because he just wants them to like him :(

gives them candy and stuff even when their parents say they aren't allowed

he just loves them, and the kids love him too!! its a win win situation

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

he's sleepy and just wants more cuddles

it is absolutely necessary that you wake up with him. like. physically. he likes to wake up and see you still there

like if you're not next time him, first of all, how did you wiggle out of his death grip??

second of all, where are you?? how dare you leave him???

he might let you off if you're downstairs making him breakfast but ONLY THIS ONCE

you'll have to make it up to him with more cuddles and kisses yk

n = night (how are nights spent with them?)

likes to talk to you in a low, hushed voice

it will get all croaky towards the end of the night because you guys have been talking for hours

idk he loves spending nights with you because it feels like the only time where he can fully relax with you without any distractions

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

he won't reveal everything all at once. but being open is a very frequent thing for him

lemme explain

each time you guys go out and spend time together, obviously you guys reveal a lot more about yourselves to each other

the more quality time you have, the more san will open up to you more. piece by piece, moment by moment, you will start learning more about him

he allows himself to be more and more vulnerable when he knows you're taking a sincere interest in him

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

i think it takes a lot for san to be actually angry, especially with his dearest s/o

he can be easily irritated but those are two completely different things

it depends how far he's been pushed. if his limit and boundaries have been broken then its really hard for him to turn back with a cool head

but with his s/o it's unlikely he will become angry. unless someone is mistreating his s/o in any way they better run fast

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he will remember things about you the more you remember things about him

does that make sense? idk lemme explain-

once he realises that 'oh, this person is taking an interest in me and what i have to say. and on top of that, they remember what i told them before about this and that. they must really be into me' and then he will reciprocate the same energy

it's important for him when the interest is mutual and goes both ways

r = remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

your first kiss together <3

he views it as such a precious memory. he hadn't planned on kissing you that day, it was just something that... happened

you were just at a coffee shop together, and you were laughing over a story he was telling about an incident that happened at dance practice that day. the sparkle in your laugh, the amusement in your gaze, the beauty in your energy. its like he had a sudden epiphany that he was very much in love with you. it was a feeling that overwhelmed his senses, so much so that he couldn't control himself from leaning in to collide his lips with you

yeah, he never regretted that moment, that's for sure

s = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

he's protective alright. he is constantly supporting you and he will literally batter anyone who hurts you in any way

if you tell him that someone at your work/college has been mistreating you or upsetting you in any way, you can see how instantly his demeanour changes, gaze turning dark and angry as he clenches his jaw

no one hurts his baby

as for the receiving protection, he would like if you also had his back to defend him too. he likes that in your relationship, you both are there for each other, always

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

i can't lie, sannie-boy is romantic fr

he buys you gifts every now and then, and they are always something personal and thoughtful that touch your heart

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

sannie can get opinionated

he can be a bit of a hot-head at times

so in a heated argument, it might be hard for him to see anyone else's point of you. he has his own morals, standards and priorities and sometimes he's passion clouds his judgement, and he may find difficulty to accept someone else's argument

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

he knows he's gorgeous and hot as hell

but obviously there are times where he doesn't think so. depending on the day and what mindset he has, he might notice things he doesn't like about his appearance his face is so beautiful tho i don't understand him

his self-esteem fluctuates so overall it just depends on the day

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

oh yeah

like i said before, san is fiercely loyal. he gives his all into a relationship. if he loves someone so much he will be so attached to them

the feeling of emptiness may feel him when he isnt with you for a long period of time. so he will always check in and make sure you're ok and stuff

he never wants to get used to being without you

x = xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

he loves playing with your hair

just fiddling with it in between his fingers and running his hands through it whilst looking at you with much admiration...

and boy, does he really wanna style it for you

if you let him it will be such a pleasure for him to style it in any way he wants if you end up looking like an idiot thats on him

in all seriousness though, i think he would be really good at styling your hair, and very gentle too. if you wince and start making uncomfortable noises he would be concerned and try to be gentler

he loves learning new styles!! he feels a sense of accomplishment when he does it right and makes you look so good hehe <333

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

he doesn't like people who are indifferent and heartless. someone who is lacking compassion and kindness comes across as really unattractive to san

because if he favours one thing in a companion, be it platonic or romantic, it is being kindhearted. thats the most important thing for him

z = zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

san is known for loving to sleep with a pillow

or in general just something to hug close to his chest and cling onto while he sleeps

its a comfort thing. it just feels natural and comfortable for him yk?

so having an s/o would be super helpful in this aspect because not only will his arms never be empty, but also he will be holding close the love of his life all night long

#choi san #san #ateez #atz #kpop #requested #ateez fluff #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #atz fluff #ateez headcanons #kpop scenarios #fluff #ateez x reader #atz x reader #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #kpop x reader

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verysium · 11 days

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“the abused become the abuser” is the perfect description of Kaiser and i have to agree on your opinions on his backstory and when you said that in one of your posts. The amount of trauma he had survived, his mother leaving him alone with that shit excuse of a father that he lived and all of a beating from his father is heart shattering. Constant fear and pain in only things he knew while growing up, “if i fall, im gonna die” is practically his motto. Constantly stuck in a loop he is not even aware that he is apart of. He is not a bad person but he bites and wrestles yet he doesn’t know AND down enjoy it. He is not a violent man naturally and he doesn’t know why he bites.

(did i absolutely repeat that famous quote of a “isle of dogs” film, of course i did because it’s a perfect match for this)

🚬 *sighs in three octaves of melodrama* i'm not strong enough for this right now. gonna need to smoke ten full packs later just to forget about the eerie amount of similarities i have with said fictional character. i guess we're digging more up than flowers at this point in spring. we're digging up the skeletons too. of all the gut-wrenching character tropes to exist, kaiser just had to embody the worst ones. he becomes the very thing that he hates. he destroys everything he touches. he tries to escape his fate but ends up fulfilling it in the process.

i think the most horrible part of it all is the cyclical nature of his pain. everything in his family is passed down onto him. he acts just like his father, and he looks just like his mother. the one place where his parents are finally united in love is in the features of his own face. but even then, he's never satisfied with how he looks, constantly changing his appearance until he no longer recognizes himself in the mirror.

tbh this was a pandora's box because ever since his backstory dropped, everything kaiser has done in the past now has different meaning. he literally told ness a few chapters ago that the only time he ever felt genuine happiness was when he was destroying other people's lives. back then, it might've been interpreted as some sadistic tendency to crush other people's dreams in order to bring up his own. but now, it's more or less a reflection of his past. he was told that he ruined everything (his parent's marriage, his father's life, whatever potential happiness he could've had), so i guess he sort of internalized this cruelty.

i think kaiser is the type of person to hunger for fame not out of greed but out of desperate belief. he think that if he works hard enough, proves himself strong enough, climbs high enough, he can reach a point where no one will ever be able to touch him. and that also means no one will ever be able to hurt him.

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tranquilpetrichor · 1 year

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iron sharpens iron

"as iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." -proverbs 27:17

cast: san x rival gn!reader

genre: action, fantasy, rivals to friends (?), elemental powers!au, academy!au

wc: 744

warnings: use of weapons depicted, descriptions of mild pain

notes: so. this was definitely not inspired by the fact that i've watched some action scenes recently and have been fighting too many enemies in genshin. and i mean, the bible verse (but tbh i'm not that religious). i've hit an annoying writer's block as of recently, due to many circumstances (which mostly fall under college/school/studying for exams). but i figure i can write this much, and just try and to take things one day at a time.

as always, remember that reblog, likes and feedback are appreciated!

taglist: @restlessmaknae

you rushed towards san, spear aimed carefully towards him. this fight had been going on for too long, and it was time to end it, one way or another.

the side of your weapon clashed with his water blades. he moved elegantly, using his body control to try and gain the upper advantage against you. but you wouldn't allow that. with the help of your spear, you remained grounded, managing to support your core. you kicked three times in succession, forcing him to dodge out of the way.

on the sides, people watched in awe as the two of you fought. ignoring the fact that this was a battle, the way that you responded to him and vice versa made the combat seem more like a dance for two.

you stared at the camera and screens displaying your battle stats for a brief moment. at this school, (sanctioned) fights were actually encouraged, in order to improve a student’s strength in combat, and many people tuned in to watch sparring matches.

well, we might as well give everyone out there a show.

san’s movements modeled water, making him the perfect person to test your earth skills against. you of course, could never underestimate the deadly power of water and of the boy you’ve learned to call your rival since day one at kq academy.

he threw his dual blades, waiting for them to return. you barely dodged the attack in time, but once you regained your footing, you sent multiple rocks cascading across the arena, watching as he tripped over a particularly large one.

you walked over to san, pointing the spear at his chest. he was panting heavily, probably exhausted from using so much of his elemental power. you were too, but you summoned the strength to speak.

"are we going to continue?"

he grumbled and attempted to stand up, but found himself unable to do so. "not... now. i yield."

after he said those words, the screen changed.

[match ended]

victory: y/n l/n

loss: choi san

you extended a hand to him, grinning slightly. he stood slowly. the two of you shook hands and bowed, as was customary after battle.

the two of you sat down on a bench, recovering from your fight.

"better heal yourself well before we spar again,” you said with a teasing grin. “can’t be facing you while you’re so tired.”

he returned a calmer smile. “i look forward to another match with you, although i’ll definitely be more prepared. better watch out.”

chuckling to yourself, you couldn’t help but remember your previous interactions with him.

in your pursuit of worthy opponents, not many gave you as much of a challenge as choi san. he was always thinking on his feet, a fast learner, and a threat despite his innocent appearance.

you two were opponents in the arena, but you held a great respect for him regardless. it was through fighting him that you had learned valuable lessons about your own strength and how to recover from loss gracefully, something that he did well.

he held his left hand over his wrist. "ah, you've certainly improved from the last time. keep it up and i’ll probably have to heal more often.”

“of course. i have to improve constantly to beat somebody like you.”

you leaned back against the wall, glad there was a sound barrier between you and the people waiting. you needed a few more minutes to rest, and quite honestly, you were used to san's presence, having run into him in your fights and in class.

this was the foundation of your interesting relationship with him, the feeling of battling until your lungs gave out, shaking hands afterwards and doing it all over again.

you gulped down your water, glancing over at the boy who almost bested you in battle today. it was time to leave him alone to rest. besides, your friends were probably wondering when you were gong to come out.

walking up to the stands to go meet your friends, you paused and turned back to wave to san. “well, good luck trying to beat me again, mountain boy. i’ll be here if you need me.”

he waved back, a challenge hidden in his steady gaze. "i'll see you around."

as iron sharpens iron, your matches with san sharpened the two of you into the fighters that you were today, rivals that held a respect for one another and helped the other grow stronger.

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go-river-flows · 1 year

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Sweet Visions of a flower

This story starts at the end of avatar 1 before going into avatar 2. I have been writing this for the last five days and have written over 30 pages already. TBH, I got distracted from writing Welcome Back to the Avatar Programme because I got really into this story lol. But I will have chapter seven of WBTTAP done and uploaded by tomorrow.

Summary: Syulang (OC), an orphaned girl after the destruction of Hometree. She is constanly reminded of this by her amputated left leg and constantly dreams of her deep trauma. Even when she gets adopted by Toruk Makto and his wife, who she resented for over six years before forgiving him.

Warning!: Mentions of death and Amputation

Part 1 of ?

I was alone. Waking up alone with a splitting headache and a broken leg. I sat up and looked around the ashen and grey sky. Coming to my senses, remembering Hometree was burnt to the ground. The sky people.

Pain radiating through my leg, the bone exiting my flesh at a strange angle. I mustered all my energy to crawl to the nearest fallen log about to climb over it, my eyes noticing a figure lying on the other side of it. The leader of our clan, Eytukan, fallen with a large splinter through his chest. The sight was horrifying. Our mighty leader, dead, beside Hometree. I sobbed with sadness and anger, howling at the loss, I looked around, seeing more bodies left and right. I couldn't just leave Eytukan dead all alone.

After crawling around the log I pulled him up and pulled him onto my back, seeing tracks that led away. I decided to crawl in that direction, like some kind of injured thanator carrying our leader on my back. Managing to crawl into the greenery, untouched by the flaming Hometree. Disappearing into the brushes and tall trees.

I don't know how long I crawled for, but I noticed that the shadows were growing larger, so I knew that the eclipse was nearing.

Still following Na’vi footprints, I managed to find them at the Tree of Souls. All gathered with their heads down, mourning the loss of their home. Pulling myself over the roots of a tree, I felt like I was about to pass out. My slow movements and heavy panting caught the attention of three of my people who sat at the entrance of the Tree of Souls. Their voices catching the attention of others, they realised who I was carrying on my back, rushing to our side. Worried voices came over as my eyes began to close, the blood loss from my injury overtaking me as I couldn't hold on any more.

Waking up, I didn't recognise where I was, panicking I shot up jolting my leg I screamed out in excruciation. A figure shot to my left, gently pushing me to lie down, her familiar face calmed me. Mo’at hushed me as tears spilled from my eyes, holding my hand.

“Sempul. Sa’nu,” I called out, where were they, “Sempul. Sa’nu.” I called again, wiping tears with my spare hand.

“Hush, dear. You’ve lost a lot of blood,” Mo’at calmed me, she turned to call for someone, “Where are the girl’s parents? Look for them!”

She wrapped her arm around me, trying her hardest to calm me despite my wailing. I looked down to my broken leg expecting it to be in a splint or cast, but to my further surprise, there was nothing below my knee, only a wrapped stump. Shocked, I gasped, my vision went dark as I passed out again. Mo’at reacted quickly as my head rolled back and she gently rested it back down on the mat.

I was somewhere completely different, in someone's arms when I woke for the second time. They carried me, the gentle swaying waking me as the sunlight shone down, bleeding through the trees. The gentle warmth of it felt calming. The sound of their gentle footsteps taking me somewhere, another Na’vi approached taking me from their arms as the chirp of a banshee alerted me.

“It’s okay, we’re taking you somewhere safe, there’s a war coming so we’re moving the injured,” the man’s voice calmed me, “Some sky people stayed, Scientists, I think Jakesully said.” He gently raised my body to the banshee rider, gently holding me in his arms, trying not to make any harsh movements. He looked down and I could finally see his face, it was my dear friend Rumut who was four years older than me. His expression was hardened by sorrow but somewhat soft, sympathetic. He commanded his banshee to fly and we were in the sky. He looked down at me occasionally, securing his arms around me more. We flew past the Hallelujah Mountains, down to a large lake, approaching a large waterfall my friend leaned over me as his banshee flew into it, the cold torrential water poured over us as we entered a large cave. Descending at the ledge of the cave. Rumut disconnected his queue, holding my body close to him as he slid off his banshee. He walked amongst the injured, finding an empty spot amongst a crowd of injured.

Gently laying me down, he quietly wiped water droplets from my face, brushing hair behind my ear, his gentle hand caressing my cheek as he connected his forehead with mine.

“Where is my father? My mother?” I asked quietly, a part of me knowing they were dead. But I couldn't remember. He only whimpered, kissing my forehead.

“I'm sorry,” was all he said. He lowered his head, his lips lightly grazed mine, pausing a little before fully connecting them. He kissed me gently, as if afraid to break me and then pulled away, quickly taking his leave. I wanted to reach out to him and make him stay, he shouldn’t go into war, he’s too young. But I couldn't do anything. I looked at my leg again, seeing it clearly for the first time. Looking around I notice the Na’vi next to me, a familiar face. My father and mother’s good friend, Pawk. He shuffled closer wrapping his arms around me, pulling me in close.

He told me what happened, the full story about how Hometree fell. How my father saved him, and how my mother and his wife and daughters died. He was gravely injured when falling bark severed his left leg, but some young clan members dragged him away, taking him as they fled to the Tree of Souls. He though that I had died too. They transferred all the injured to the waterfall cave that same night and so they didn't see me.

There were only five healers and Mo’at who managed to survive. Three of them remained with us, trying their hardest to help everyone despite struggling. The next few days there was word going around that nearby clans were arriving to aid in the coming war, they brought some of their healers. As these healers arrived at the injury camp, they helped as best they could. One of the female healers from the Tipani Clan of the Umkansa village, though quiet, became a fast friend. Her understanding and kind nature brought us close. She was able to clean up the rushed stitching of my leg stump. Cleaning it thoroughly and wrapping it. She was experienced, I think she had to clean up many injuries much like mine.

The next day, she returned to my side with two weird contraptions made from sticks and woven in boning that looked very much like a leg, it even had bearings and a foot like my own leg. She attached it to my leg, fastening it above my knee. Before moving to Pawk’s side, attaching the other to his severed leg. I sat up looking at it, a prosthetic of sorts, and my own leg. I wanted to stand and stretch my leg after I haven't moved in days. Slowly getting up, she quickly came to my side helping me stand. It felt incredibly strange, only having one leg, but it felt like I could still feel the other. A ghost of sorts. I leant against my very real right leg, taking a timid step forward, I stumbled a little, the strange contraption catching my movement as it followed after. Oh Eywa, this will take getting used to.

The night before the war, we were visited by friends, loved ones,Tsu’tey, Mo’at, Toruk Makto. They had arrived to check up on us and say goodbye if they didn't make it back. Rumut sat by my side with his arm around mine humming a comforting tune.

“My little flower, I love you. I’ve loved you for a long time,” Rumut confessed, resting his head on mine. “I wanted to make our bond, but I fear that if I don't return, it will break you,” He kissed the top of my head. We watched as Tsu’tey, Mo’at and Toruk Makto, Jake Sully, approached. They knelt down, in front of us. Rumut sat me up and rested his hand on mine, a reassurance.

“We want to thank you Syulang. Thank you for bringing Eytukan to the Tree of Souls,” Mo’at proclaimed with a proud and thankful expression, “Thanks to you, Eytukan can rest peacefully.” She bowed her head to me, Tsu’tey and Jake Sully doing the same. Slightly nervous and unsure about what to do, I just stammered.

“Y-y-you don't need to thank me,” bowing my head down, mirroring them.

“No! You were selfless, you were gravely injured and yet you carried our Olo’eyktan to the Tree of Souls. No one else did. Just you,” Tsu’tey declared, his usually stoic face fell, a single tear fell from his eye.”Thank you.”

“You were really brave, I heard everything from Mo’at. From everyone actually. You were everything people were talking about. We owe you a deep gratitude. Thank you,” Jake Sully affirmed, he smiled a grateful smile.

“I see you, Syulang,” Mo’at greeted.

“I see you,” Tsu’tey and Jake did the same.

“I see you,” I returned tears welling up.

They returned to their feet and continued visiting the injured around us. Rumut placed one final kiss on my lips before joining Tsu’tey and the rest of the visiting war party. He waved, and with sadness in his eyes, he smiled brightly exactly like the first time we met. I returned it hoping he would return in one piece.

The following day, the whole injury camp was completely silent. I sat with the other children further into the cave, as the injured adults and capable teens who could wield weapons huddled near the entrance. We listened and waited just in case any intruders had found us. The air was thick as everyone was all on edge. I sat with a bow and basket full of arrows. Everyone still. The only resounding sound was the waterfall that hid us from view. We sat in trepidation, for Eywa only knows how long, but it felt like forever.

Finally, when a banshee flew into the waterfall, scaring the lot of us, a soldier landed on the cavern floor. Roaring out a cheer, everyone sighed in great relief. The air no longer felt suffocating. In no time Pawk found me, pulling me into a protective hug. His heavy breathing and pounding heart was a reminder that we were alive.

We had to wait for reinforcements to retrieve the injured. The children were taken first, then those who had extreme injuries, then finally the rest of us who survived dismemberment.

Not wanting to wait any longer Pawk called for his banshee, bringing myself and another injured child. What followed was heartbreaking. The sight of the aftermath of war from above. We flew to the Tree of Souls where everyone had gathered with either injured or dead soldiers. Our numbers have dwindled drastically. Looking around desperately for Rumut, I fumbled on my feet, still not used to the strange prosthetic leg. I fell into Toruk Makto’s arms. Eyes scanning the crowd of dead. My dark green eyes falling on a familiar figure next to me. Rumut. Dead. His eyes still open, I pushed myself out of Toruk Makto’s arms clambered to Rumut’s side, sobbing unyielding tears as I held his body in my arms. Holding him tightly, desperately feeling for his warmth. A pair of warm large hands embraced my shoulders, rubbing circles trying to comfort me.

A rage filled my stomach. The rage for the death of all sky people. The rage to avenge my loved ones. The rage of my lost home.

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smol-and-trashy · 1 year

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Just a Sip, Darling (Obey Me! vore fic)

A/N: Writing in 2nd person is extremely jarring tbh. I kinda wrote MC more insufferable and spicier than intended...oops. Warning: foodplay and semi-unwilling vore. Enjoy!

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Your eyes flash open, and you find yourself in a sea of liquid. It’s dark, tepid, and a burst of chocolate overwhelms your senses. Normally, you aren’t one to complain about an abundance of chocolate, but this was almost too much; it was as if someone kept a perfume sampler strip, topped with chocolate, under your nose and refused to move it.

You aimlessly wade through the liquid. It isn’t very deep, but it’s still mildly uncomfortable to be constantly gasping, trying not to let yourself be pulled to the bottom by the thick chocolate.

You scramble atop the only thing floating in this sea of warm chocolate--you’re grateful it isn’t scalding, but you can’t understand why anyone would get lukewarm hot chocolate. Hot chocolate is in the very name; it should at least be above room temperature. Still, you make it on top of your makeshift raft, and once you look down, your stomach sinks.

You’re on a cat.

Not a real cat, of course. But the impact still hits the same. It’s a cute hot cocoa topping; the liquid isn’t hot enough to completely melt it, so the marshmallow kitty still has most of its form intact. You can’t help but feel a rush of embarrassment about the fact that you’re forced to result to using a marshmallow to stay afloat.

Suddenly, the door opens and the vibrations send waves of cocoa toward you. Bracing yourself, you cling with all you have to the slippery marshmallow fluff as a shadow looms over your hot chocolate lake.

The ripples finally settle, and you look up to find Satan peering down at you, quizzically.

The demon was already tall when you weren’t bug sized, but now he’s reached impossible magnitudes. Only his face fills your vision, while the rest of his body isn’t even visible past your limited line of view.

“Is that you, MC?” His voice booms over you, and you resist the urge to cover your ears--not wanting to lose your grip and slip back into the liquid.

“Y’know me, just taking a bath, normal human behavior and all. After all, hot chocolate happens to be great for the skin.” Considering the circumstances, the words slip out of your mouth with surprising ease.

He blinks and you sigh, your quip wasn’t exactly lost on him, but he was likely one of the last demon brothers to play along with your terrible jokes.

“No, Satan, I’m not okay. I’m literally the size of your thumb. What part of that is normal?”

Satan quirks a brow. “So, you’re in there because...” He trails off, expecting some sort of explanation out of you, but unfortunately, you find yourself fresh out of those. Instead, you gesture with one hand to your edible raft for the demon to fill in the gaps himself.

He doesn’t.

You roll your eyes and push yourself a little further up on the marshmallow, so half your body isn’t sinking into the cocoa. It’s going to be a pain to get these stains out. You halfheartedly think to yourself as you look back up at Satan, who is still waiting for your explanation.

“You know, just wanted to try a new experience and all.”

He doesn’t laugh. His face isn’t completely stoic, though. Thoughts tinker behind those green-blue eyes, unwilling to spare even a glimpse. You sigh, figuring Beel or Mammon would have quite the opposite reaction if they found you instead.

A small grin paints his lips. “You are quite cute like this, MC, but how did you get so small? The only instances I’ve read about humans shifting sizes have unfortunately been constrained to the realm of fiction.” You can sense the underlying concern dripping off his words, and you sigh; your answer will only make him more concerned.

“Don’t remember.”

“What?”

“Yeah. One moment, I was studying up on Devildom history and the next, floating in a sea of hot chocolate.”

He frowns a bit. “I see,” is all he mumbles, but the faint pink dusting his cheeks doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

You open your mouth, trying to coax him to at least lift you out of your mug prison, but a strangled chortle escapes instead. You couldn’t help it! But the moment his eyes flash back down at you, regret seeps in.

“Uh, am I going to be stuck like this?”

“Maybe,” Satan sighs, hands draping over his eyes and he looks back at you. “If this is a shrinking curse, I’ll gather the proper ingredients to reverse it, but if it isn’t... I guess you’ll just have to be patient for now, until we figure out what to do.” He shakes his head.

You groan loudly, sinking further into your mug prison.

“Hmph. I should’ve gotten Lucifer’s help. If only he were here to help me out instead of the ever-so-helpful Satan --- here to save the day with zero ideas and no clue; really played my gacha odds here.” You murmur under your breath, but it sounds loud enough to Satan’s sensitive ears.

“Really now?” Satan leans closer to the cup. “Well, if you think so, then maybe I should make life harder for a certain someone if he can’t find you for a little while.” Satan hums, and your stomach drops. He isn’t going to do what you think he is. He wouldn’t!

Satan plants himself on the chair, and your heart sinks to your stomach; He totally would.

He picks up the cup and raises it to his lips. You feel a shiver of dread run down your spine as he stares down at you with a smug look.

Oh hell no--Frantically, you try swimming away, against the current, from the lip of the mug, but it’s no use.

Satan laughs, “Don’t worry, I would never let anything happen to you, MC.”

Though, you’d like to beg to differ, with his green-blue eyes shining with obvious mirth. The giant blond was getting a kick out of this. “But might as well teach you a lesson about that mouth of yours, darling.”

Before you retort, he takes a sip of the cocoa, swallowing half of it, and you, in one gulp.

You’re pulled deeper into his throat, and it's tight and hot. You can feel the warmth of the hot chocolate as it washes around you. You struggle for a moment, trying to give him a taste of his own medicine before the thick humid heat hits you immediately as you squeeze through the sphincter and free-fall down, with the remainder of the cocoa, into his belly.

You take a moment to grasp your surroundings. It’s not as disgusting as you would have thought. Sure, it’s sweltering and stinks to the high heavens like old spit, but noxious food odors or the acrid bite of acids are surprisingly nonexistent. Chalking it down to Satan not exactly being human, you try exploring your surroundings, but you don’t get very far.

It’s tight and dark. After a few unstable steps, you manage to reach another wall, though, in the darkness, you aren’t sure which direction you are facing in the first place.

You slump against the curved wall, and idly, your fingers trace the soft surface lined with a mucous-like substance. You find yourself strangely comfortable, soothed by the rhythmic churning of the Avatar of Wrath’s insides and the warmth of his body. An odd combination of annoyance and contentment washes over you as the darkness slowly lulls you to sleep.

Outside, Satan flips the page of his book while a hand rests on his middle. He sighs, still experiencing nothing short of utter bliss. It was impossible not to notice MC’s subtle movements and even as they rest, their weight serves as a constant reminder of just how close they are. His eyes feel heavy and he yawns, marking his place in the book and setting his glasses down on the bedside table.

“Rest well, MC~” He purrs, content as he flickers off the light.

He’ll let them out in the morning, but right now, he wants to savor this moment with his little darling.

#honestly it was going to be coffee but idk marshmallows in hot chocolate sound better #yes this was written before that one post of mine #it just takes me eons to finish anything ;A;#wrote this while listening to a shoujo playlist <3 #semi-willing vore #unwilling prey #willing pred #extreme cuddling #extreme cuddles #soft vore #safe vore #v.ore #what tags do ppl even use nowadays? lol #g/t vore #fandom vore #obey me vore #vore writing #shall we vore

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ALL OF THEM FOR EIF YA BITCH

first of all, how rude.

What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?

His resilience. Eifra is constantly seen as an easy target, and physically, he's not particularly strong, but he's endured a lot and has the ability to bounce back from just about anything.

What is your OC's fatal flaw? Are they aware of this flaw?

His kindness. It's the one thing he's most taken advantage for. He's aware of it, and people constantly warn him, but I don't think even he would choose to be different.

When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze or fawn?

All of the above lmao. Depends on the threat. He does naturally frighten easily, but he's also a very seasoned hunter. Even if he's afraid, he has the ability to temper his nerves to withstand a fight, but if he knows it's a fight he'll lose, he'll happily flee.

How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?

Eif would never endanger others, but he would put himself through a world of pain if he thought it would help someone he loves. Again, all depends on the context.

How easily could your OC be convinced to do something that goes against their moral compass?

Not... easily. He would have to be put in a very precarious position, to know it was his only option, or if someone's life depended on it. But he's also not so much of a goodie two shoes that his moral compass is swung so far to one side.

What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

Ah, this is a fun question. I think I mentioned before I actually intended for Eifra's PoV to only exist as an introduction to Zeh's. But instead he became pretty much the defacto protagonist and narrator for the sequel. I didn't expect to love Eifra as much as I did, and I got attached to him, both as a writer, but also through Zehel. In the same way that I fell in love with Yeryn's romance, Zehel and Eifra's relationship *is* the main dynamic of Arcaen'vel. Eifra is Zehel's crux. He's his driving force and he pushes both the plot and Zehel's character development forward. I went in thinking Zehel would be the main character in what I thought was his own story, but Eifra really had another plan (though I'm sure if I explained it that way to him, he'd disagree and hold Zeh's pedestal that much higher lmao). The two share the spotlight in different ways. But if you asked me like three years ago if I thought the successor to Yeryn's line would be some random hybrid kiddo I'd have slapped your face.

Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

NO lmfao. Eifra would never just commit murder. But he certainly wouldn't have the braincells to get out of it if he did.

Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

Yes! Zehel's theme for Eifra is "A Sky Full of Stars" by Coldplay, and I can literally not listen to this song without thinking of him. "Cuz you get lighter the more it gets dark, I'm gonna give you my heart."

What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

Tbh, I think Eif would work in any AU, but I'll have to choose the most boring and say I'd love to see him in a modern storyline with Zeh. Just because Eifra adapts so well to our timeline.

What is your OC's weapon of choice? Have they ever actually used it?

Bow and arrow. He can hunt well regardless, but his arrows are also the only way he can channel dragonfire. It's the only defense he has, not having been born with arcane magic.

Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

Yes, and no. I think he sometimes gives too much of himself away, but I wouldn't say he's actively tearing himself down. But he'd be willing to let people walk all over him if it'd make them happy and that's not a particularly healthy way to live, either.

If you met your OC, would the two of you get along?

Probably LOL. I mean he's a much MUCH better person than me, but his self-deprecating humor is so relatable. He's a really uplifting person, which is actually the type of person I most enjoy being around, but he does lack the petty shittalk side I require my friendships to have so that I may thrive lmao.

How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

I don't think he much cares how other perceive him, but I think he'd like his friends to see him as reliable. Someone that can be depended on, even when things get difficult.

Does your OC have a faceclaim? If so, who?

We all know I don't do real human face claims, but I do have an artwork I pinned ages ago that encapsulates his vibes down to his stature and dress style, the only thing off about it is the hair, otherwise really spot on: here.

What is your OC's pain tolerance like?

Surprisingly high. Eifra has been through... shit. And he's conditioned himself for things most people have never had to. He's been forced to survive most of his life, and I think that gives someone a lot of internal strength. He also has an incredibly good hold of his mental. In a situation where he knew he'd have to endure something to save someone, he wouldn't even miss a beat.

Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?

He's very personable, but honestly he understands people wanting space. He gets attached to Zehel so easily because he feels like he owes him his life (he kind of does lmao), so it's a bit of specific situation. Normally, Eifra is the type to only approach if asked, but he'd always be able to reply. He's incredibly charismatic.

How does your OC behave when enraged?

I think Eifra has only been truly angry a handful of times in his life. Only once severe enough to have some physical repercussion. Usually he lets things slide off him, and doesn't get caught up on negative feelings.

Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

Unsurprisingly not at all lmao.

Does your OC have any illnesses or disorders? How do they handle it?

Neither, but I suppose in the context of their world, he's sort of "broken". He's half elf, half dragon, but he was born magicless, and his wings never developed properly. He's also not able to shift into dragonform, which is usually something that gets bred out over many generations. As he's a "first generation" mix, this is exceedingly odd. He's the only known halflyn to have one dragon parent and not be able to shapeshift.

What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

Lawful/Neutral Good

What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?

Desire. Eifra has an incredibly difficult time asking for anything, even if he needs those things to actually survive. He feels embarrassed and burdensome to ask favors of others, and hates to be indebted to them. He constantly sees himself as a weight holding back his friends, and would rather starve than to ask for money for food or anything similar.

What is your favorite thing about your OC?

His tenacity. Eifra is such a hard person to keep down, and even though I find these people really annoying irl, I think in stories, juxtaposed characters like Zeh, they become so much more likeable, and important. I think Eifra has a lot of qualities I gravitate to, but being in Zehel's head for almost four-hundred pages, my love and violent need to throw my life on line to protect Eif at all costs is so deeply engrained in me LOL. Zehel really following in Daddy's footsteps by being the world's second biggest simp, only in his case it exists within a platonic friendship, and honestly, I think it's the most fitting storyline I could have written for him.

#jade babbles #ec: eifra

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