trying out a different hairstyle for ilmarinen and being completely normal about it

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That feel when you've been so caught up in your work you have to stop and think whether or not you're up to date with your BC pills.

I'll be honest now I'm just thinking about how I lowkey--- okay no not lowkey, highkey, I highkey ship Jaime and Khaji Da. They are soulmate coded to me, personally. Any other ship with Jaime is going to have to involve the Scarab on some level anyway, okay?? It's literally attatched to his spine and spits off his neurochemical and physical reactions to people. Jaime literally had a clinical voice in his head at all times telling him when he thinks someone is hot it's so funny.

Ah, the way I wish I could participate in Sinday shenanigans more here, sometimes, but I run into one of a few problems...

My dudes here aren't all that Sinful.

I can be very... picky with Sinful, at times. (Be it the portrayal of the character(s) or the audience I share that/those portrayals with.)

I myself may not always feel that Sinful as it is. (But, whenever I do...)

Most of my Sinday shenanigans are no longer allowed on Tumblr.

The ones that might be, I still fear the wrath of Tumblr. (Shadowbanned once, what's twice, amirite?)

🤔 I'm sure I'll figure out how to participate more one day, though! Maybe as I get to know these characters more and grow more comfortable with the audience here too. 🖤 (And grow to fear Tumblr's wrath less.)

"Life, uh, finds a way."

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[ strip ] Your muse undresses my muse. // From this prompt list.

⸺ The lights were filtered down to candles he had previously set up in the room, enjoying the calming light they brought to the atmosphere. Kitty had been staying with him for a while after circumstances he still didn't understand happened to find her here in his home. His hoarded depressed mountains of creations had been cleared and organized, displaying many of his better ducks around the home. It was all Kitty's doing without him ever asking that of her. It was then that he realized just how out of it he's been. For a while now.

He started thinking back on the first time Kitty made a move on him and he politely declined her, but recently, he's been hyper aware of her presence and his loneliness had started taking a toll. He enjoys her company and even if she was a robot, a sex one at that, he often forgets and always gives her his respect and allows her the freedom to do whatever she wanted. She's learned to read him like the open book he was, even if speaking about it was more often than not a difficult task for him. Even if he trusted her, he was the King of Hell, he didn't want to appear weak but she's seen more than anyone's ever seen of him.

A ritual she's done for him in times like tonight was a nice shoulder massage to ease up the kinks he'd usually accumulate over the day from unintentionally stressing himself out and help loosen his suit for him. And, to be honest, it felt different tonight. He felt different tonight. It felt good in other ways... and he wanted more. Lucifer couldn't help a pleased moan from escaping his lips, drowning in the touch of her hands as they started to slide from his shoulders down to his chest to busy themselves with loosening his bowtie and shirt, feeling the rise and fall of his slow, unsteady breathing. His hand crept up to softly land on top of hers to stop her ministrations, he leaned his head back to reach her eyes as his own had fallen half-lidded.

❝ Mmm.. Duckie, is it okay if we try something different tonight? ❞

Duckie was a nickname given by Lucifer, because she seemed interested in his ducks and never made him feel weird for his hyper fixated creations for them. So after some bonding over tea one day, she didn't mind him calling her that. In a way, it was his way of showing he's become fond of her company and trusts her to some extent.

It's almost as if she's picked up on what he was hinting at without him saying a word because she stopped and moved away just after. Was he truly that easy to read? His eyes watched her as she shifted her position over to in front of him from behind the couch and he smirked as his eyes softened, patting his lap for her to sit towards him. And she does immediately after.

❝ Ah, that's better, now I can see your pretty face~. Take your time undressing me, there's no rush, your hands feel great. But, is this okay with you? Is it alright if I touch you, Kitten? ❞

It's rare for him to give her nicknames or of a variety too. Regardless of how he was starting to feel, knowing how she felt mattered more than anything. She was someone special, someone worth respecting and he admired her. He gets it, she's a sex robot and this is exactly her specialty but - couldn't he treat her like a woman and not just her occupation?

Once given the okay, he wasn't focusing on his own pleasure, he wanted to please her in the best way he knew how: gently and loving. His soft gaze never faltered as his hands began to roam, his right hand finding station on her lower back as his left cupped her cheek, leaning in to glide his tongue against her cheek before diving into her neck to leave a trail of soft kisses and nibbles. Her ghost-like touch of a tease to his chest sent a thrill down his spine but he tried restraining himself. Like he said, there's no rush and the night's young. But god damn, she wasn't doing much and he was like putty in her hands. He didn't want to get greedy.

She opened up his shirt, trailing her fingertips against his chest before slowly sliding the fabric down past his shoulders. She was welcomed to a needy moan into her neck. He missed the feeling of feeling wanted, like he was worth something more than a status that he didn't care for.

He parted from Kitty, his red eyes grew with a need he didn't speak of as he busied himself to discard off the rest of the upper suit he adorned, never tearing his sight from her. His gentle hands met back with her face, rubbing circles on her cheeks, drawing her in with a smile before tongues and lips met to dance together. His hands fell in the moment to wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to his chest as their shared kisses deepened further.

Her fingers stayed upon his chest, slightly digging them downward into his skin to leave light scratches and the ministration was awarded with a throaty moan in his throat, followed by a soft growl-like purr. He pulled away, leaving a soft kiss upon her lips as he kept her close, slightly out of breath from their shared exchanges of a make out session. He could hear his heart in his ears, thrumming loudly through his chest in anticipation. He hasn't felt something like this in what felt like an eternity. His gaze shifted between her lips and her eyes as he whispered to her before leaning back in.

❝ Heh, just what have you done to me, Duckie? ❞

{{ i can't believe i missed sinday you guys. you know what this means.

is it REALLY split all the way down the middle?

This man really went for spice today.

He's not sorry about it.

Toys + Headcanon 👀

Send me a word plus 'Headcanon' and I'll give a headcanon based on that word.

“Toys? Toys are wonderful! You can literally make anything into a toy. Personally I’m a stuffies kinda guy, cause they’re so soft and huggable! Ohohoho! Playdough and slime too! You can sculpt, it’s squishy, and- OH DID YOU KNOW THE HUMANS MADE KINETIC SAND?! It like never dries out! AND IT COMES IN SO MANY COLORS!!”

“Huh..? “Adult” toys? Those are a thing? I mean yes there age limitations and warnings, but I can’t imagine there being a toy that’s for adults only. Like what, an alcoholic toy? A toy requiring a drivers permit? A bedazzler with real gems?”

@loveofcharacters

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂

rules: bold what applies to your muse. italicize what sometimes applies. ( repost, don’t reblog! )

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 cloudless sky / ocean waves / winter dusk / deserted rest stops / dust filled book jackets / sea salt in your lungs / open space lofts / mountainside meditation / empty ski lodges / calm before storms / electric charged air / lighthouses / road trips with no destination / desert skies / summer breeze through a cottage window / cool air against water soaked skin / seaside towns during off season / wind-chimes / big bed with lots of blankets / coming home after a long time away / a wolf howling in the distance / fingers dancing along spine / a hug from an old friend / afternoon tea / wild flowers off abandoned highways 𝐑𝐄𝐃 wine soaked lips / internalized rage / blood on knuckles / four poster beds / barefoot on marble floor / velvet drapes / lipstick marks / murder mysteries / old barns with hay lofts / mouth full of weapons / possessive love / dark chocolate / apple orchard visits / handwritten letters / fresh strawberry fields / cherry flavored chapstick / soft candlelight / vintage pumps / tingles over your body / strong but gentle hand around your throat / scarf tied over your eyes / fog on a rainy night / intimate bar settings / complete destruction / kiss swollen lips / scratches against flesh / sitting by a fireplace / blood orange sunsets 𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 community gardens / sunflower seeds / open fields / blowing dandelion fluffs / bubbles in spring / warm champagne / drafty cottages opened after winter / soft buzzing near your ear / loose braids / flaxen sundresses / handmade straw hats / warm butter on fresh toast / daisy chains / drum circles / sun on your face / maypoles / outdoor festivals / street food / car shows / pop art drawings / fruity flavors / mist on produce / running through sprinklers / cucumber water / wrap around porches / worn pages of a book / honey in tea / yard sales / freckled skin / tarnished gold lockets / angel food cake / windmills / flashlight beams 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 marshy swamps / cajun recipes / haunted graveyards / old road signs / the house people tell stories about / lights flickering / jazz music / twig snapping / campfires / ghost stories / urban exploration / vines creeping up brick / wooden flutes / quiet forests / labored breaths / hiking trails / rain on leaves / bonfires / fresh smoothies / water logged grottos / painful whispers from jealous lovers / successful business ventures / leaky cellars / park theater productions / mint scented lotions / ambitious promises / pine needle covered floors / oil lanterns / aloe on warmed skin / crushing floral foam / forgotten towns 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 crinkle of leather jacket / midnight walks / bulbs burning out / black lacquered nails / the sound of bats screeching / distant marching band music / noises when you’re home alone / blood soaked knife / dark lipstick on pale skin / scent of sulfur / soot on boots / slasher movies / glint of cat eyes in the dark / oil slicks on dark asphalt / basement bedrooms / investigating a noise / grainy camera footage / black and white photos / dust filled attics / empty theaters / whistling in the middle of the night / scratches at your window / wrought iron gates / lace neck ruffles / long floor sweeping skirts / broken music boxes / needle scratching on vinyl / lost memories / disembodied voices / forgotten faces 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 crisp scents / laundry on a line / fleece blankets / brightly lit hospital rooms / empty train stations / genuine laughter / feathers against skin / new life / cotton dresses / log cabins in winter / swan gliding through water / harp music floating through the air / plane rides for fun / mountain tops / ice sculptures / first snowflake of winter / linen freshly pressed / the scent of a running dryer / vanilla and cinnamon milk / a smile from a stranger / letters in the mail / a longing finally satiated / kiss of moonlight on skin / fresh canvas / snow glittering like diamonds / paint strokes / pretty lie told from a kind mouth / sparklers / coffee foam art

Tagged by: Nobody, stole while exploring! Tagging: @acidbite, @arkhmlcst, @babydxhl, @bdybag, @byanyan, @elisethetraveller, @grasshopperqueen, @novaless, @paleobird, @sanguine-salvation, @smilingmxsk, @the-rorschach-mask (and your other muses!), @twcfaces and anybody else who'd like to do this???

If you cover your monstrous part, then why so smexy? Wriothesley do not interact.

Source!

🥕 Have you ever had a threesome/orgy/multiple partners at once? If not, would you like to?

"It would be a shame not to try something like that, at least a few times. Mmmm multiple partners can be fun but of course, there is a limit to how much can be done until it gets a bit too messy~"