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reiderwriter Ā· 5 months
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Hi love! How are you? I'm currently obsessed with your content and I was hoping I could make a request?
I have this idea of Spencer just like reading a great book and maybe his bombshell girlfriend just loves to see him read cause, of course he looks AMAZING, so she gets a little flustered and h@rney because of him, and while Spencer often can't believe he has such a gorgeous girlfriend he still gets all cocky and proud for how obsessed she is with him.
Something like fluff and smut maybe?
Also if this doesn't resonate with you feel free to ignore it. Thanks and lots of love!
(hope I'm making the request in the right place btw <3)
A/N: Hello! This was absolutely the right place to request. Thank you once again for sending it in! I made this one a little bit soppy and soft, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless! As much as I love rough/dominant/ playful smut, tender smut does sometimes just have me feeling very šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆā˜ŗļø you know?
Find my masterlist here ā¤ļø
Warnings: 18+ minors dni, mutual masturbation, tender sex, slight thigh riding, hints at soft!Dom Spencer
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You were usually happy to pick up a book and read along with Spencer when he got in one of these days, but today something felt charged.
You weren't sure if it was the way his hands were tensed, flowing across the page like it was his one mission in life to take in every word ever written, or the way his hair half hung in his face, but he'd enraptured you.
You sat in a suspended daze, not looking away, grin splitting your face without a care in the world.
When he got like this, it was like your heart was going to burst with admiration.
ā€œY/N, you're staring at me.ā€ He tried to make the words stern, keeping his eyes on his book and continuing to read, but you noticed his hand having to go over the same spot two or three times, noticed the pink hue of his cheeks as you leaned in and tucked his hair out of his eye. You made sure to let your hands linger, falling down from his ear to his neck slowly as you let them fall away from him.
ā€œHow could I not stare at you?ā€ You caught his eye and your heart sang, kneeling up on the sofa next to him as you basked in the sunlight of his attention.
ā€œI thought you wanted to read?ā€ He laughed a little, fingers stilled on the page as his other hand cradled the spine in one. You felt ridiculous feeling jealous of how tenderly he held the book, how you desperately wanted his fingers to run across your skin like that.
You wondered what words he would read across your face, your thighs, your breasts and hips. You wondered what telling signs of devotion would be inscribed there.
ā€œSpencer, please put the book down,ā€ you held out a hand for the book as you said the words, and he contemplated for a second before giving in. ā€œThank you.ā€
You carefully placed a bookmark in the book - habit not necessity - and scooted an inch closer to your partner.
ā€œSpencer. You are too distracting. I cannot read, and therefore, neither can you.ā€
ā€œBut I'm not distracted, Y/N.ā€ He laughed a little at your childlike jealousy, the poit forming on your lips as you pushed up against him in protest of his words.
ā€œI'm sure I can distract you if you'd like.ā€ You lay your hand over his crotch then, slowly tracing your lusty thoughts through his pants.
ā€œYou're a brat, you know that?ā€ He whispered, bringing a hand over yours. He didn't stop you though, but controlled your movements, showing you how hard you should press, how fast your movements should go. You loved this silent guidance from him, loved that he took you seriously enough to show you what he needed.
ā€œTakes one to know one.ā€ You winked back at him and his face flushes some more, a giggle escaping your lips as your fingers fumbled with his pant buttons.
He pressed a kiss to your lips and grabbed your hip with his spare hand, pulling you into his lap within another shared breath.
ā€œThen I guess we'll just have to make each other behave,ā€ he whispered, tugging your skirt up just as you managed to free his cock from his pants. He lifted his hips slightly to push the clothing down into a more comfortable position, before placing his lips back over yours, letting his fingers blindly find your center.
His hands slid along your skin with all the care and attention you were used to. He was always light and teasing with his touches, caressing you until the point of insanity before pushing you further and sending you spiralling into a fit of pleasure.
As his fingers swirled across your clit you moaned into his kiss, keeping your pace on his cock steady as you both worked towards your climax.
These lazy embraces were the highlight of your monotony, the bliss found in each others hugs, kisses, touches and caresses enough to sustain you for weeks.
You never could keep your hands off of him for that long though.
ā€œSpencer, please, I'm going to cum.ā€ You whimpered as his thumb dragged across your clit, other fingers exploring your depths now.
Your hips rocked against his dominant hand as his other guided your own still, his small hisses and moans only spurring you on and working you up, nearing your finishing line.
ā€œY/N, you're so beautiful.ā€ He moaned, stilling your hand as his cock twitched, shooting his white load across the bottom of your stomach and underside of your dress.
The sight of him coming undone in your hand was enough to have you clenching around his fingers. He didn't stop but let you ride out the aftershocks of your orgasm, stroking your back and smoothing your hair out as you regained your breath and composure.
ā€œI need to clean up.ā€ You whispered, letting your forehead rest against his.
ā€œWe need to clean up. How about a bath?ā€
With a smile and a giggle, you pressed another lingering kiss to his temple before slowly climbing up and off of him.
ā€œNo books allowed, though?ā€ You said, questioning the man's motives.
ā€œMy hands are yours, Y/N.ā€ you rolled your eyes and dragged him up, letting him cradle you in his arms as you walked to the bathroom joint at the hip.
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wannaeatramyeon Ā· 11 months
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Could you do relationship headcanons for our big deal boys Jerry and Brad (and Jason and Lineman too if you want) šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ Or maybe them eating dinner with reader for the first time in a while and realizing how much they miss reader?
Hi Anon! Thanks for requesting :) I can't believe I haven't done more boyfriend/relationship hc?! This has been sitting in my drafts forever and soooorta is what you asked for.
Lookism guys as YOUR boyfriend hc
Uhhh almost everyone here (Brad, Jason, Lineman, Jerry, Jake, Sinu, Daniel, Jay, Vasco, Jace, Zack, Vin, Goo, Johan, Eli, Warren, DG, Samuel, Xiaolong, Ryuhei, Eugene, Jihan, Jibeom, Hudson + crumb for Hangyul, Taejin)
Brad Lee
Happy go lucky most of the time. Brad will make you smile and laugh, your best friend as well as your boyfriend. Don't be fooled, just because he can be silly doesn't mean he doesn't take this relationship seriously. Sincere and committed, will do what he needs to make you and him work. A girlfriend privilege, or chore if you're being honest, is constantly shaving his head. If he pisses you off? Shave a stripe down the middle and hide the razor.
Jason Yoon
Self professed as not that great with words, and can be a little standoffish but worships the ground you walk on. Loyal to a fault, and waits on you hand and foot. He's not the most physically affectionate but anticipates your every need, doing things for you before you even realise you wanted them. Self-sacrificing with Big Deal and as your boyfriend. Make sure his needs are taken care of, he deserves it!
Lineman
Listen, this guy bullshits a lot. He's full of bravado and confidence but he is surprisingly earnest when it comes to you. Everything may be exaggerated and said flippantly, but Lineman does think you're the most beautiful, the smartest, the absolute best. No competition. Completely fearless with anything you throw at him. Whether that's something adventurous in the bedroom or a life plan 10 years in the future.
Jerry Kwon
If he is Jake's sword, then he is your shield. Most of the time he barely needs to do anything, just being with him makes sure thugs and troublemakers will stay away. Nevertheless, protects you from danger and cuddling with Jerry will melt all your stress away. Loves you as much as he respects Jake. Which is a whole frickin' lot. Probably more than you would ever know. A big teddy bear, and can be shy - needing you to make the first moves or read his moods.
Jake Kim
You've done it. You've reached the peak. Maximum good times, minimum mental breakdowns. He is stable, a great caregiver and maybe the funniest person you will ever meet, or at least he likes to think so. Does tend to prioritise Big Deal over your relationship and being his girlfriend. You need to be very understanding. Shame he spends a lot of time away from you dealing with the crew but he more than makes up for it with kisses and cuddles and attention (where he can spare it).
Sinu Han
Who do you think taught Jake how to respect women? Gapryong? Nah. It's this girlboss. Didn't used to have much time nor money as Big Deal boss. Now at least he has lots of time and will make sure you are top prority. Literally got yourself a whole househusband. He has nothing better to do than look after you. When you're apart, loves making and sending little videos of himself to you to cheer you up. And it's not hard once you see his beaming bright smile.
Daniel Park
Very sweet, Zack might have stole his first kiss but he wants you to be the first for everything else! His obliviousness to all the girls hitting on him would piss you off though. Once you've spoken to him and he realises, he'll apologise profusely and makes sure it's very clear that he's taken. "Yes, I've got a girlfriend. Yes, I'm very happy. Please I'm not interested!" Very easy for you to make him blush. He might have heard a lot of flattery, but just tell him how cute he looks today and he will flush bright red.
Jay Hong
Are you ready to be spoiled? Have all your whims fulfilled? This man will literally go to the moon and back for you, and he could pay for it to. Loves spoiling you, shopping with you is one of his favourite pastimes but enjoys spending time with you even if it's chilling with the pups. Writes you little messages and notes for you to find throughout the day. Very sentimental and keeps a memento of pretty much everything. Apart from having cash for days, other major girlfriend privileges include seeing his eyes and riding around on his motorbike. Which is pretty sexy, not gonna lie.
Vasco Tabasco
This cinnamon roll!! What else is there to say about him! He's innocent and naive and doesn't really know how to be the best boyfriend but he's so eager to learn and to make you happy. Make a big deal out of every milestone and anniversary. Looks forward to big occasions like meeting the parents until the actual day comes and he almost passes out from nervousness. Being with the head of Burn Knuckles means you've automatically adopted the rest of the gang too. Watch out for your sanity.
Jace Park
Goes a bit too hard on the romance front, but unfortunately picked most of it up from kdrama or romance novels. Imagine his surprise when after your first fight you actually did want space and wasn't pleased when he turned up on your doorstep. Kind hearted and good intentioned. He's dotes on you and a great listener. Insufferable to the rest of Burn Knuckles as he won't shut up about you. Once he's with you, he is WITH you. He may be 'married to Burn Knuckles', but in a relationship, you two are as good as married. And yes, he is the best househusband. Obviously.
Zack Lee
BIG softie. Clingy, a little obsessive but He. Loves. You. We've seen how he is with Mira. Being in a reciprocal relationship with someone would turn that up to ELEVEN. He will always always try his best, and gets a little insecure and sad if he lets you down but to you it doesn't matter. Seeing his effort is enough and you make sure to let him know. Will walk to the ends of the earth for you, you barely even have to ask. Also will deny he's a simp to everyone as they look on at him incredulously. Seriously? It's the most obvious frigging thing!
Vin Jin
Oh my god this guy. He will play his music for you at ANY opportunity. It's a good job you love him, otherwise you would need to jam some chopsticks in your ears. You can't help but be charmed though seeing him doing what he loves, so you take up the role as his number 1 fan. Plays it cool but he is very clingy. Probably text you with 'wyd' and if you don't respond in the next 10 mins, expect a barrage of messages. And if you're busy and haven't seen him for a day or 2? He's on your doorstep: "Here I got you a gift. Me."
Gun Park
He's a surprisingly good partner. He doesn't like wasting time and least of all his own so he knows already you're a good fit with him. The fact that he agreed to be your partner means that he already holds you in exceptionally high regard and cares about you a great deal. Still a walking red flag though. Especially cold and callous when he's had a bad day or you ask him about something he doesn't want to answer. You can go hours or even days not talking after your fights until he finally asks if you can hear him out. He's not stupid. He knows the way he reacts isn't how you should treat a partner and promises to keep working on it
Goo Kim
A rollercoaster ride of a boyfriend. In an established relationship, he can be exceptionally clingy. You better be patient and on the same wavelength as him or you're going to have a bad time. Your nights together can flit from watching anime to light arson in the blink of an eye. At least you can't say he's boring. Soft in his own way for you, and spoils you with your demands and requests, and his money! Really does let you get away with a little too much.
Johan Seong
He was shocked when he realised he cared more about you than Eden and Miro. You were too, you know what they mean to him... And now what you mean to him too. A little feral and not the best at expressing himself but if you have the patience to support him then he'll have the patience to try. Do not offer to share food with this man. Not a bite, no snacks, nothing. He would take advantage. The definition of give him an inch and he'll take a mile. Leave your plate unattended, and the food will be gone the moment you're back. Eden and Miro will get the blame.
Eli Jang
Hope you're ready for 2 cuties in your life because Eli and Yenna are a package deal. Eli never thought he would get the fairytale happy family but with you it's actually happening. He loves planning family dates and seeing you and Yenna together. He's already carved out a future for you and him otherwise he wouldn't encourage you and Yenna to bond.
Warren Chae
Absolutely adores telling you he loves you. With you the words flow, and so do the compliments. In his quieter moments, you catch him staring at you a lot until hegrabs your hand and gives you three squeezes instead. I. Love. You. Privately, renames himself from 'Gangdong's Mighty Warren Chae' to 'Y/N's Mighty Warren Chae'. Super silly, but it makes you giggle everytime. He means it though. Will look after you any way he can.
DG
Keeps you out of the spotlight. Please don't be insecure, it's not that he doesn't want to be seen with you - he's just protecting you from public scrutiny and his horde of fans. Generally cool and aloof but with you he can be surprisingly soft and romantic. Truly a k-pop idol capturing the heart of millions. You will become his biggest stan, and he would find that equal parts amusing and endearing. As long you are kept a secret, he will tell the media he has a special someone, someone that really knows him. Makes you and the general public melt everytime he is heard talking about you.
Samuel Seo
Aw Sammy. He just wants some praise and love and you readily offer it to him. Puts up a lot of walls at first before seeing that you don't care who he is or where he's from and love him for him. Definitely one to wait for you to say I love you and fall first before he could reciprocate. He needs to make sure this is real and you are real. Sometimes though, the moment just feels too right for him to keep his feelings to himself... Spends obscene amounts on you to try and impress you. It doesn't. Not really. Ok maybe a little bit.
Xiaolong
One to go to extremes to please the one he loves. Old example: Vivi. Please see updated example: You. There is nothing he will not do for you. To the point that it terrifies you a bit and you need to calm him down. "No, if you don't actually want to go on an ice cream run at 3am that's completely fine! I was only joking about punching my boss, please don't do it!!" Hope you're ready for an unconventional sex life because this man will do what he can to satisfy you, penislessly
Ryuhei Kuroda
Theres a long list of simps in Lookism and he's close to the top of the list. Hes an avid texter but since he likes to follow you everywhere, you wouldn't know. Despite how much of a shit he can be, genuinely respects you and thinks the world of you. Will happily and without hesitation sock anyone that says a bad word about you. Unlike Xiaolong, all in working order downstairs since you met. You have no issues getting him to stand to attention. Have fun!
Eugene
A bit of an absentee boyfriend. He has a lot on his plate. He never regret his position or what he's achieved until you started dating, and now he wishes you could spend more time together. When he's with you though, he's WITH you. You have his full attention. He even turns his phone off. His assistants know that they can't reach him when he's with you. Building burning down? Nope. Don't care.
Jihan Kwak
You thought he was a troublemaker at first. And you would be right. He can run rings around you, teasing and a little mean, the cause of many headaches. All the words are meant with love though. Just look at the way he looks at you as he calls you an idiot. This guy is impossibly soft for you. Make sure you don't let him get away with too much though. As the youngest and spoilt, he can be bratty and a little inconsiderate. He's no fool. Tell him and he will adjust his behaviour.
Jibeom Kwak
There's something so fun about stealing the clothes from your teddy-bear boyfriend. So what if his taste is terrible and ugly as hell. Seeing you in his t-shirt or shorts or even boxers will absolutely break his brain. A little dense, but very trusting - bit like our other cinnamonroll, Vasco. Always well-intentioned, but you may need to be explicit with him. Don't worry, he's a quick learner. Loves you an awful lot and has no problem telling the whole world, even if that means teasing from his brothers.
Hudson Ahn
There's two very people that are at the tippity top of Hudson's list. Taesoo, and you. Your boyfriend is your sun. Quiet and a little stoic, watching you with an intensity and a little smile on his face that takes your breath away. Especially when he's usually cold and reserved with most people, the fact that you can make him look like that just being in your presence? The BEST. Blessed with one of the better asses in Lookism that even Heat Daniel couldn't resist. Always rolls his eyes whenever you grope him, you not being able to resist a quick squeeze even as you walk by, but he could never tell you no.
Hangyul Baek (here's a crumb)
Looks at you a lot with a smile on his face. Which is sweet you suppose, if he wasn't a plastic surgeon and scrutinishing faces and bodies all day. And then he calls you beautiful. A true beauty. And you preen, happy with the compliment.. until. Hold on. What exactly does he mean?!
Taejin Cheon (here's a crumb)
Wew, this guy is flashy. Which is great if that's your thing. Will likely get you kitted out in all sorts of designer brands, even more so than Samuel Seo. Despite not shown as having any tattoos, has the vibe that he would get your name tattooed on his neck. If you break up? Will just get a line put through it lol.
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eldritch-spouse Ā· 6 months
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Ooo saw how youā€™d be happy to write some of the nastier little tidbits and thought Iā€™d send a prompt or two on theme! No rush to answer them all, just if you like any and would elaborate or.. šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
So Iā€™m thinking of a reader asking a wrath demon for help because theyā€™re scared or injured, and it somehow just ends up with the wrath demon shamefully (or not shamefully) wanking onto them. Your choice of demon šŸ’•
TW: Noncon.
Oh this feels like a Ludwig thing right off the bat.
For a wrathful demon, he looks very approachable, very calm and content even. If you're in the middle of a dangerous situation, perhaps running from a group of assailants that have left you badly bruised and battered, bloody all over- Then Ludwig is the monster you're going to scurry to. A tall mid-ranker demon with a vaguely creepy smile.
Problem is, not only are you cute, you're stinking of fear and blood and pain, and that's a delicious concoction for a Wrath demon. It's their catnip.
You just so happen to catch Lud in a bit of a moral low-point.
Sure, he promises to help keep you safe, but he needs something to make up for his time and protection. The little doe eyes you make at him, so full of terror and hopelessness, are hot enough he feels his cock sickly jump to attention.
Don't worry, Ludwig's not some beast, he's not going to ruin you- Even if the thought of shoving you to the ground and using your own blood as lube to fuck you senseless is a very real temptation he's struggling with currently, even if he wants to break a few more parts of you and thrill himself to the sounds of your anguished screaming... No. No, he's not that evil.
Instead, Ludwig pushes your clothes aside, allowing his tongue to steal the delectable taste of your suffering. He moans as he digs into your wounds to open them just a bit further, his teeth clamping onto your jaw briefly before he grossly laps over the trail of blood seeping from your broken nose. If he wasn't already tenting his pants, he sure as fuck is now.
You cry in discomfort, misery and fear when you notice the bulge of his cock, expecting the worst of the worst, and Ludwig can't control the growl clawing out his throat when he pushes you to your bruised knees, hearing the keen of pain you let out. When he frees himself, you make this defeated, broken sound.
It's fine, he pants, already shamelessly curling a hand around his length, he's not going to fuck your face. It's already so ruined, he's sure you'd suffocate trying to breathe through that busted nose...
But he does let his cock drag against your complexion, not caring that you turn your cheek to him while he pants luridly and pumps his girth to the scene of you sobbing quietly. A sick little laugh bubbles out when he slaps his cockhead on your cheek in an impish taunt. You're too broken to care, wincing in disgust.
When Ludwig gets close, his spare hand grabs you by the chin, forcing you to look back at him and open your mouth for him. That grip is tight enough to make you moan in pain, and it only gets more agonizing the closer he is to orgasm, making you wonder if he'll break the bone.
Luckily, the demon snarls hard, and his claws dig into your cheeks, a different type of pain to distract you from the loads of hot cum now painting your face and hair. If humiliation could kill a person...
He has the nerve to thank you afterwards, a shitty grin on his face that makes you question why you thought a demon of his kind could help at all. He doesn't let you wipe his seed off your face.
You bought his protection, at least...
But a part of you kind of wishes you had just lied down and taken your beating instead of trying to find help.
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merakiui Ā· 7 months
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(sending again because I think it got eaten the first time)
Mera,,, you hit my weak spot with the tags on the dacryphilia ask w/ Azul,,, Not only was Azul being a crybaby just *chef's kiss* but,,, Bottom tweels in the tags!!! orz
I'm so weak for tall, strong men being submissive, it's unfair,,, Jade especially!! Always so put together and perfect, it just make you wanna mess him up even more!!! I imagine at first he'd try to save face, insisting he doesn't feel a thing... but after wringing a few orgasms out of him, he's a sobbing, drooling mess šŸ’•šŸ’•šŸ«£
Of course, Floyd would act like a brat throughout the whole thing,, you'd have to tie him up to get him to behave (if you can manage that). He's squirming and kicking the whole time, complaining about how it's too much and it doesn't feel good anymore and he can't even cum more than this-- He secretly loves having all your attention, but he won't admit it šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
Or or or!! Eating them out/fingering them in their merforms!!! Just thinking about them wrapping their tails around you because they're so overwhelmed, but it feels so good,, šŸ¤¤šŸ’• OTL
Bottom eels are cutest eels and I will never be immune to their charms šŸ’•šŸ’• (bonus point if reader is smaller than them because size kink hehehe)
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Azul being a crybaby is just so !!!!!!! OTL I love love love the idea of him falling for his bully even though they treat him so terribly. It's some sort of Stockholm syndrome he develops in which he comes to associate you with comfort even if your words are mean and you look at him like he's filth. :( no one has ever paid this much attention to him before, whether positive or negative, so any type of attention makes him feel so special. AAAAAA so many thoughts, but I will spare you the ramble!! >_<
Bottom tweels... >:) yes yes yes!!!! Picturing Jade as a sobbing, drooling mess is so good. I just think he deserves to be reduced to a loser virgin who has never known the touch of another until you and he just folds the minute he puts the tip in or the moment your lips wrap around his dick. Jade being so overly sensitive that even your fingertips waltzing across his heated skin is enough to bring tears to his eyes. Tie him up and ride him until he can't cum anymore, or fuck him into the mattress and his brain shuts off. He goes from cold, calculating eel to sobbing, gasping, mess of eel by his third orgasm.
And Floyd... omg he's such a brat!!! You're so right! He fights you with everything he's got because it makes things more exhilarating and he also just doesn't like the idea of being pinned down so easily, but wring a few orgasms from him and he's reduced to a whiny mess. He's practically putty in your hands at that point. <3 he still tries to struggle if only because he's so restless and overstimulated and he's cumming dry, but he can't stop moving his hips. orz no thoughts in his brain, just sex sex sex sex.
EATING THEM OUT/FINGERING THEM IN THEIR MER FORMS AAAAAAAAA OTL OTL and they're wrapping their tails around you to hold you in place so you won't stop. It feels soooo good and they're soooo sensitive and !!!!!!!! Floyd has to actively restrain himself from squeezing you to breaking, but he can't help tightening his grip. Neither can Jade, but he's a little bit better at keeping his strength in check. Most of the time. ;;;; but they're both so easy when they're like this, sprawled on the sea floor and begging you for more. >:)
I love bottom eels. <3 they're so cute. If you're smaller than them, it's even better because no one will believe that you're capable of reducing these eels (who are so much bigger and stronger than you) into the most desperate bottoms ever!!!! And maybe they let you collar them and tug them around with a leash hehe. It's such a yummy dynamic when size difference is involved. Jade and Floyd adore you; they'd kill for you. orz you're just so perfect and the twins are so whipped.
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hell-drabbles Ā· 5 months
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Ahhh thank you for responding to my drabble very well! It's been on my draft for a long time now and so is this one. I'm a little embarrassed about this since I feel like I'm striving away from the original personality of the characters:///
Summary (?): you forcedly got dragged by the devils in hades to their place. Claiming that their lord wishes to have your presence present next to him, you happily oblige yet you never seem to spare the Envy any attention. After all, presence is all he ever ask right?
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"Solomon"
"Yeah?"
You didn't bother to look away from your book even when you feel the heavy stares burning on your side and instead moving your body in another direction, complete hiding your face with your back facing the person.
This doesn't sit right in the said person. Leviathan, the king of hades and the embodiment of envy itself, cross his arms as he keeps staring at you, an attempt that if he continues to stare at you, you might have had enough and finally will look at him.
But that never happened.
You remain stubborn as your eyes are stuck and repeatedly move back and forth with every etters, words and paragraph you can catch on. Not even the slightest thing he does bother you. Almost like he's just a background, which currently is what it really looks like.
Leviathan's gaze grows hard and dark as he approaches you. Every tread makes you unconsciously count with the help of the voice in your head.
1
2
3
4
5
...6
He halted as his tall body loomed over yours, he took a quick glance at the book on your hand before looking at your head. his eyes crinkling in a weight of even more jealousy. How you're able to put your attention and even caress such a mudane object instead of using it to the the king himself. He feels so jealous and that's what's amused you more than anything.
He spoke in low and quiet tone "what even is in that thing that you cannot even look at me? I'm sure that I'm much more interesting to admire than some books in there." He asked as he obsessively search for anything, anything that can be reasoned for his envy. There's not a single shame in his voice. Almost like it's a total normal behavior to be furiously jealous over simple things. You never meet someone who can be petty as leviathan and if your being fair, leviathan is the only person you had in mind, first to Satan.
"Because..." You slowly close the book as you jump out of the seat and walking straight to the door.
"I like it" without anymore words, you close the door. Leaving the envy all by himself standing awkwardly like a stick.
And it doesn't force you to do anything.
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Levi is officially my favorite toy now šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆšŸ®
Ohohohoho. The more I'm seeing of him through screenshots, the more I'm enjoying mentally making him suffer.
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You like it. You like the aged pages of the book. You like the words carefully written upon them as they weaved the story. You like the cover that was handmade and lovingly bound to hold everything together. You like the light wear and tear of the edges, a clear mark of how many times it's been handled and used. You like...
You like this book that Leviathan was so horribly jealous of. Many things, too many things about this book simply didn't resemble him. What was so interesting about this book? Was it simply better to indulge in a fantasy when the reality that is Leviathan can serve so much better? He is not an imaginary image to be shaped by the words of someone else. By the author that penned this book that you held in your hand.
You would rather touch pages than tug at his clothes. You would rather breath in the air of aged books than take in his pristine scent. You would rather have your eyes ache after hours of reading than refresh your eyes with his image when he grants you the opportunity.
Should he? Should he burn that book? Should he go find the author that made it and pry open their head to rip their mind out? Should he destroy every library that ever exists so that you have no choice but to entertain him as you do yourself?
But that would change nothing. There would be no warmth in your eyes to return the ones boiling underneath his skin. That would bring him no closer to you reaching out to brush your fingers over his cheeks when they flush with unbridled lust.
If Leviathan gives in and rips everything you love apart, you would still not give him anything.
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lu-twilights-pup Ā· 1 year
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Yan Time Hc? šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
Ooooo yes-
DISCLAIMERS
Obsessive behavior, obsessive thoughts, Yandere, unhealthy mindset, violence, stalking, suggestive content
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YANDERE! TIME
The first time the two of you met was nothing special, at first, it was an accident
You had bumped into him on the street and he grabbed you before you fell.
You offered a smile and quick ā€˜thank youā€™ before continuing
But Time just stood and stared after you, your smile having stitched itself into his mind
The second time was not on acccident
He had to see more of that smile and made it a point to figure out your daily route in hopes of seeing it again, but you didnā€™t know this yet
Watching from a far, listening and helping as needed
Fixing windows that locked, which was very unsafe,
keeping your spare key because under a rock isnt a very clever hiding spot, its safer with him
But one night he lost track of his watch.
He had heard a cry and scream in the distance, and found a figure being chased by stall children through the night
Killing the things, and saving the figure, he froze as you sat on the ground, tear pouring form your face
And oh no no no no no no
The second he saw that smile peak through the glass tears it was all over
What else was he to do? How could he not keep help this absolute darling of a little lamb
There isnt a single way that that smile was for anyone other than him
You had never looked at anyone like that other than him, and you shouldnā€™t
His little lamb, such a precious little thing still learning how to walk in the world
A precious little thing you were
You would see more of him after that
You would actually see mainly him after that
He wouldnt let you stray too far from his side
He would tell you anything you asked of him, of his adventures, and quests and magic items and such
You would wish to go with him to see some of these places
After finding out how often you are to travel, especially during the night, no no no you arenā€™t going anywhere
And he would use that a little bit, after all he knows much more about the cryptic things of Hyrule
A small white lie is worth keeping you all to him self, where you are meant to be
Something about stall children coming back until who ever they chase is dead
A bit morbid, but the look of fear on your face that gripped his heart paled in comparison to the look of hope and need you gave him when he offered to escort you where ever you needed to go
He would drag himself half dead through the lengths of the sacred realm to see it again
You would plead with him that ā€˜as a hero he must have more important tasksā€™
But he would reassure you that you were the most important thing to him
You are the only thing that matters to him
The more you traveled, the more he was with you, and soon it wasnā€™t just in the night
Any chance he gets, he will be by your side, to protect you
To shelter you from those horrible things of the world he told you of
To take in that smile and keep it all to himself
You were all his after all, why would you need to see anyone else?
He would use his imposing size to ensure that
Almost always standing just a bit behind you, giving his best glare to those who interacted with you
He has no issue showing just how much he adores you to others when they are present
A demanding innocent hand on the lower back, a heavy arm around the waist, a dip down to whisper something to you to make sure your attention quickly returned to him.
If he was feeling especially threatened, which he would never be because you were undeniably his and his alone, a small kiss was in order, eyes trained completely on the intruder.
It was a whole different story for those who were less kind and goddesses help anyone who made you cry
He had no issue showing someone out or away from your sight and ā€˜remindingā€™ them personally where they stand in reference to you
And never would you see a drop of blood on him, you had no need to worry about such things, you just simply had to be
And if you ever ask him if he had ever killed someone, he would simply chuckle
You would get no answer but a kiss on your head, and silently he would smile, and think ā€˜for you my lamb, anyoneā€™
He wouldnt let you leave him. Not ever.
If you tried to it would not be very fun sadly.
For a man encased in armor, he was fast and silent.
You wouldnt make it very far into the woods, his woods, before you became lost.
Even the trees knew you to be his, and would guide you back to him, and him back to you.
He would ask of the woods its most heinous creatures, its biggest howls and darkest corners.
And soon, oh so soon, you would come running into his arms.
Glass tears in eyes, look of hope and need plastered across your features
The forest is dangerous little lamb, but dont worry, he is here for you.
He will keep you safe from all of those scary shadows and gangly beasts.
You need nothing more than him. He will keep you to himself, its better that way, its where he knows you belong, lamb.
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copiousloverofcopia Ā· 2 years
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Can we get some Papa's as dad HC please? šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
Ah hah! The one I have been waiting for... I couldn't be the Prime Mover Queen here without headcanons for the Papas as Dad's now could I? Lol
āœØNow I wanna do some for them finding out their gonna be Dads or during the Prime Mover's pregnancy. Let me know if your interested
Anyways here we go--
Nihil
The absent parent... I definitely share most of the fandoms HC that Nihil was uh...not a good dad. He was too young to be a dad. He wasn't ready and never wanted really wanted to be one. This didn't change after Primo either...only getting worse to the point he had a whole ass son he didn't even know about šŸ˜‰. Definitely was more into making sons than raising them. However Grandpa Nihil is the best. He realized he was a shit dad and would try hard to make up for it with his grandkids.
Primo
He was already pretty much Secondo and Terzo's father. When his Prime Mover and him have children, he is ecstatic and determined he would be better than his own. Primo would be very attentive and loving, but have just the right amount of discipline mixed in. His children would be well versed in Psalms and ancient rites. They would also have their own spot in the garden--Primo gushing as their first seedlings begin to sprout.
Secondo
He never thought about having kids...so he only had them because his Prime Mover wanted them so much. He'd be an authoritarian type parent. Definitely the "my way or the highway" or the "because I said so" type. Very military dad, would be too busy to participate in a whole lot of stuff, but would love his kids none the less. When in private he would have moments of pure gold--his Prime Mover walking into the Papal suites to see him on the floor wearing a bonnet and sipping tea next to his daughter's dollies, because she said "it's tea time daddy."
Terzo
The push over parent. Terzo would let his kids get away with murder. He's super attentive and wants to every spare moment playing with them..his favorite would be teaching them to play the kazoo. He would dote on them constantly, especially his daughters....they would be super spoiled. Terzo would let his kids paint his nails and do his hair...but also so help him Satan he's not gonna let them beat them at Uno again if it kills him.
Copia
Falls in love with his little one from the moment his Prime Mover tells him she's with child. He would be so excited to have all the the rats introduced to the baby. Copia is very involved-think PTA, Girl/Boy Scouts, music lessons, etc....he will do it all, and if needed, drop it all to change on his child's whims--whatever makes them happy. He would be relentless with the Dad jokes, having his kids roll their eyes seeing them coming from a mile away, while his Prime Mover would find it super endearing. Copia would encourage his kids love for animals and riding bikes. Although his kiddo would have to help him learn not to run into things šŸ˜….
May add more later šŸ–¤
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carnivorousyandeere Ā· 11 months
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Could you maybe do something with Brucie and transmasc reader plz šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ I just re-read both his alphabetā€™s and I love him šŸ’•šŸ«¶ (itā€™s okay if you donā€™t feel like it)
OF COURSE I FEEL LIKE IT MOODIE!!! A DESR FRIENDā€™S REQUEST~!!! (Also being transmasc and obsessed with brucie too šŸ’€) Kissing u on the cheeks and nose rn šŸ˜¤šŸ’•
Brucie with a Transmasc Reader šŸ³ļøā€āš§ļøšŸ’•
( MDNI )
CW: mentions of medical stuff/surgery, potential dysphoria, some smut, mention of breeding kink (sorry šŸ’€)
Brucie already knows; before he took you away from the world, to his perfect fairytale cabin out in the woods, he already knew. Whether you were fully transitioned and stealth, out and proud at any stage of social transition, or whether the only soul youā€™d ā€œtold,ā€ was your google search barā€” he knows.
I havenā€™t talked much about where Brucieā€™s money comes from, but he has connections to a certain old crime ring. They parted on amicable terms, as he was injured doing them a great service. Not only do they give him a comfortable amount of money to live on, but here and there theyā€™ll spare a little manpower or a little technical expertise to help him keep tabs on you.
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He never mentions it; always calling you by your name, your pronouns, not the old names and pronouns you might have gone by before. This is probably disconcerting if you werenā€™t out to anybody before Brucie took you to his cabin, but, heā€™s trying his best šŸ˜…
Although he wonā€™t bring it up first, he always listens attentively whenever you talk. Especially about yourself.
If something heā€™s doing is making you uncomfortable, heā€™ll change it (outside of letting you go completely). If you need to get out just long enough for any surgical procedures you want, heā€™s got connections to someā€¦ shady, but skilled, doctors.
Heā€™ll buy you testosterone and help you with using the gel or needles, holding you in his lap as he does so. If testosterone gets scarce, and even his connections canā€™t get some from the black market, Brucie will hold up a pharmacy if thatā€™s what it takes. All for you! No sweat. Not like he hasnā€™t done it before, after all šŸ˜ŒšŸ’•
He adores holding you in his lap, tracing his fingers over your hands, listening to your voice. He also loves calling you every nickname under the sun as usual, but is especially happy about getting to call you his Hubby šŸ„¹šŸ’ž
NSFW (/u\):
Wonā€™t lie to you, though, thereā€™s times and ways that your transition is interesting to Bruce in some less innocent waysā€¦
Testosterone is notorious for raising many peopleā€™s libidos; if that happens for you, Brucie is secretly thrilled at the opportunity to help you out šŸ˜³šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
Heā€™s also intrigued by your t-dick, or post-op dick, and likes feeling it twitch against his tongue šŸ«£
And one last thingā€¦. If youā€™re okay with the idea, and it doesnā€™t make you dysphoric, Brucie does like to dirty talk about knocking you up and ā€œmaking you a daddy.ā€
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arknights-imagines Ā· 2 years
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This is a commission for @mammonishot svshs šŸ„³!!! Ty for your support!!
(She helps out with the blog often, and also draws stuff for the blog too šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ!!)
Tysm again aaa šŸ„°~
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Passenger with his outgoing, artistic, Perro lover
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Headcanon format; From the perspective of Doctor mostly, written in second-person!
Contains: Passenger, @mammonishot's Doctor OC (placeholder "[name]" is used for them here), Canon + OC relationship, slight acquaintances to established relationship progression, established relationship, background characters (mainly SilverAsh, Jaye, and Blue Poison!), lots of fluffiness šŸ„ŗ!!
Word count: 3.3k! (the piece is divided into 3 sections!!)
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PASSENGER + [NAME]
ļ½„ As nearly everyone at Rhodes Island told you: yourself and Passenger together created an image of the starkest contrast between any two people, and your relationship was the last thing anyone had expected.
ļ½„ There was you, the Doctor, [name] - a lively and warm-hearted Perro, an artist, with interest in crochet and cooking.
ļ½„ And there was him, Passenger, Elliot Glover - an inscrutable and seemingly absent-hearted Liberi, an engineer, with little to no interest in anything or anyone at all.
ļ½„ Nevertheless, you two were each the other personā€™s better half, the both of you being two parts of a whole. With a smile, you would always adamantly say - ā€œI wouldnā€™t trade Elliot for anyone, and Iā€™d never want to change anything between us! I really mean it!ā€
ļ½„ Curious in regards to the labyrinth that was his past and what truly occurred inside of his mind, your interest in Passenger had ignited the very moment the two of you first met. And in fact, so had his own interest in you.
ļ½„ You hadn't managed this because of your appearance, no - while your violet hair and fluffy Perro ears would definitely attract oneā€™s attention -, compared to people heā€™d encountered in Columbia and Sargon, the way you presented yourself was nothing unusual.
ļ½„ What truly caused you to be the center of the Liberiā€™s focus, had been your artistic skills.
ļ½„ ā€œOh, Doctor. These drawings, might you be their artist?ā€, heā€™d seen sketches on your desk during his first visit to your office. Various paper sheets filled with intricate pencil drawings of weapons belonging to Rhodes Islandā€™s Operators, items from around the Landship, and cats, among other things.
ļ½„ In reply, youā€™d smiled and nodded, ā€œYeah, those are all mine! I-...ā€ Upon noticing something unfamiliar in his eyes - a sparkle, was it? - you had gone quiet suddenly. Perro ears stood up in surprise, you piped up, ā€œ-You look impressed, Passenger.ā€
ļ½„ ā€œQuite. Your ability to put that which you visualize in your mind onto paper, and to such extreme detailā€¦ā€ He had carefully traced the lines of one of your sketches with his fingertip, then his gaze - with that twinkle still remaining there - met your own, ā€œPerhapsā€¦Actually, Doctor, might I see more of your artistic talent? I have time to spare. If youā€™d permit it, I would be honoured to have a chance to watch how this artistic creation of yours works.ā€
ļ½„ You had never nodded so vehemently - nor had you so rapidly grabbed hold of your sketchbook - in your life, ā€œYes, of course! Iā€™d really like that!ā€ Youā€™d taken a seat right atop your desk, sketchbook opened to a blank page and placed on your lap, a pencil in your hand. Smiling eagerly, you had looked to the Liberi, ā€œIs there anything you want me to draw to start off with?ā€
ļ½„ Passenger had tilted his head to the side slightly, eyes flicking up from the paper of your sketchbook and to your enthusiastic face expression. For the very first time, heā€™d grinned at you; an honest grin, the corners of his lips upturning only minutely, ā€œPlease, what ever you might like. Iā€™m anxious to see.ā€ He answered.
ļ½„ When your heartbeat sped up and your hand moved quickly - almost on its own - to draw smooth pencil lines that soon created a portrait of Passenger wearing a smile, you had quickly realized that your journey with him would take a direction so pleasantly unexpected.
ļ½„ From then on the time you two spent together increased, again and again.
ļ½„ Passenger would spend more and more of his hours with you, always stating he wished to see more of your drawing abilities. When combining your artistic skill with his engineering knowledge, you began to draw for him less of aimless doodles and more of sketches with details of such depth that they were nearly blueprints. Eventually, you and the Liberiā€™s sessions alone became hours of you two collaborating with each other to create inventions for the benefit of Rhodes Island or for the advancement of his weaponry - you transformed his ideas and concepts into drawings, and from your drawings he would construct a new invention.
ļ½„ The warm connection beginning to form between you and Passenger didnā€™t go unnoticed by those at Rhodes Island. Especially not by Jaye, Blue Poison, and Silverash - your dearest friends.
ļ½„ ā€Huh, look at that Passenger guy. It might just be me, butā€¦ā€
ā€œ...Why is he staring at [name]? And, oh, why did [name]ā€™s smile become so much warmer when their eyes met just now?ā€
ā€œI donā€™t mean to assume, though one can guessā€¦perhaps this relationship between our friend and Passenger is not as professional as we once thought.ā€
ļ½„ It became common knowledge around the Landship that if Dr. [name] wasnā€™t working, then they were with Passenger.
ļ½„ Eventually, the time you and the Liberi spent together became interspersed with more intimate, warmer moments - enjoying snacks and coffee, talking with no caution about yourselves to one another, walking to Rhodes Islandā€™s main deck to watch the view of the sky.
ļ½„ Until, after one of your sessions of working on a new invention together was coming to its conclusion, Passenger had finally asked you: ā€œActually, [name], are you soon to take time for leisure? If your answer is yesā€¦well, it seems weā€™ve docked at Columbia, and this nation has a fine reputation for things of all sorts, big and small. Perhaps a visit would be worth our timeā€¦ahem, that is, if youā€™d like to join me. What do you say?ā€ And he outstretched his hand, opening his palm for you in silent invitation.
ļ½„ Youā€™d gaped at him for a moment, before smiling exuberantly, ā€œYes, yes! Iā€™d really love nothing more!ā€ You took his hand and laced both your fingers together to tug the Liberi close, ā€œYou donā€™t have any idea how long Iā€™ve been waiting for you to say something like that!!ā€
ā€¦
ļ½„ You and Passengerā€™s relationship took slow advancements. You two much preferred it that way; both of your time was often consumed by your individual work and responsibilities, and there was no need to hasten anything.
ļ½„ Right away, you were the one who gave Passenger armloads upon armloads of affection.
ļ½„ One manner you do this is through your words. You mention all the time, every moment you can - how he truly means so much to you, how laudable you thought his engineering talents to be, how just the sight of him never failed to captivate you, his hair and his eyes especially.
ļ½„ Youā€™ll talk to him privately before heā€™s deployed for missions, ā€œElliot? Be careful on that Operation, okay? You mean a lot to me, so stay safe and donā€™t get hurt!ā€
ļ½„ If you notice his inventions are frustrating him, youā€™ll wrap your arms around his shoulders and uplift him as best you can, ā€œHey, youā€™re doing a really good job! I know I don't know engineering stuff that well, but everything you invent always impresses me. Youā€™re a genius, Eli, so if youā€™re having trouble I just know youā€™ll figure it out soon!ā€
ļ½„ Whenever he catches you staring, youā€™ll compliment his appearance, ā€œSorry, I canā€™t help but stareā€¦why? Well, your hair, for one. The colour is unique, it looks so soft, and I really hope youā€™re not thinking of cutting it, because the long style looks perfect on you! And, your eyes too. Theyā€™re a shade of pretty blue Iā€™ve never seen before, and I like how they sometimes sparkle when youā€™re concentrating or you find something interesting! Youā€™re just handsome, Elliot. Really handsome!ā€
ļ½„ Initially, Passenger struggled with how to respond to all of your compliments and affectionate words; would you like it if he said something doting about you in return, like how he thought your Perro features were cute or how the dark violet shade of your hair was stunning? Perhaps youā€™d be upset if he didn't reply humbly? Or should he smile at you and not say anything at all?
ļ½„ He realizes, however, that none of his overthinking was necessary. Your facial expression already shined with an effusive grin and your Perro tail waved this way and that cheerfully, when he simply accepts what youā€™ve said - and so thatā€™s what he does.
ļ½„ The Liberi will lean down and place a gentle kiss, light as feather, to the crown of your head before replying to you with gratitude; ā€œThank you very much, [name]. Your words alone are enough to lift my spirits without fail.ā€
ļ½„ Of course, you never hesitate in saying ā€œI love youā€ - ā€œEli, I love you so much, you know that right?ā€, ā€œI love you with all my heart, really!ā€, ā€œI love you, Elliot.ā€
ļ½„ Despite how often you say them, the words never tire; nor does Passenger ever tire of hearing them from you.
ļ½„ If you two find yourselves unable to see each other for extended periods of time - be it because of your busy schedules or Operations and missions -, youā€™ll send him handwritten letters or electronic messages.
ļ½„ The Liberi grows used to having a Messenger visit him to deliver a letter, ā€œOperator Passenger? This is from Dr. [name]. Oh, they also told me to tell you that it also comes with ā€˜lots of loveā€™ā€, and frequently hearing the tablet device he occasionally carries ping with notifications, ā€œAlert: new messages from [name]ā€.
ļ½„ Whenever he receives from you a message or letter, the same smile paints his face and the same warmth surrounds his heart every time.
ļ½„ Unbeknownst to you, Passenger saves all your messages and letters; if he finds himself yearning for you or he feels his focus slipping, heā€™ll reread them, and they never fail in dissolving all of his discontent.
ļ½„ Spending quality time is another one of your major love languages. Your busy schedule as the Doctor of Rhodes Island - one overcrowded with reviewing the exam results of Operator applicants, signing contracts from outside Factions, and attending Operation briefings - unfortunately left you with little time to spend with Passenger.
ļ½„ Even so, you ensure that you always have moments reserved for just the two of you.
ļ½„ During the day, youā€™ll put aside time for Passenger; even if your schedule on a particular day is more unyielding than usual, youā€™ll still have lunch in the cafeteria with him or visit the Engineering Department in order to see him.
ļ½„ While the setting of the Rhodes Island Landship wasn't exactly what one would call romantic, it mattered little. Irrespective of wherever you two were or whatever you two were doing, everyone who passed always saw both of you smiling, hands intertwined, and at comfortable ease - as if you and Passenger were truly on a sort-of date, just so long as you had each other's company.
ļ½„ You truly cherish every second, minute, and hour you have with him. He, of course, treasures the time he spends with you as well.
ļ½„ ā€œI know your work is really important, Eli, so you can just keep doing what youā€™re doing. I came to see you, but I wouldn't wanna interrupt-ā€ ā€œAh - no, no. Not at all. My invention here can wait, honey. Of course, you are much more worthy of my time.ā€
ļ½„ With all this being said, itā€™s not surprising that you firmly adhere to plans with Passenger, for dates or the usual sessions for the both of you to work on new engineering creations.
ļ½„ What is surprising, however, is how you allow absolutely nothing to impede on the time you had already promised to the Liberi. Itā€™s not uncommon for you to check the clock, then suddenly leave situations while apologetically explaining that you had arrangements with him.
ļ½„ On one occasion, you had even abruptly left a meeting of much significance between some of the Leaders and Department Heads of Rhodes Island - yourself, Amiya, Closure, and Warfarin - to hurry off and meet Passenger for a date.
ļ½„ You were already beginning to stand up from the conference table when you spoke up, ā€œIā€™m so sorry everyone, but I actually have to go! At this rate, Iā€™m gonna be late for the restaurant reservation with Elliot-ā€, then you were out of the room and rushing down the hall without any explanation.
ļ½„ ā€œAh- what, as in right now?! [Name]! Get back here! Where are they going?!ā€
ā€œDr. [name]! Whatā€™s the rush about? I still need you to approve the new shipments I have coming in!ā€
ā€œHehe, Warfarin, Closure, let them go. I think our dear Doctor has something planned with a special Liberi.ā€
ļ½„ Often, youā€™ll draw sketches of the locations where your dates or intimate moments alone with Passenger have been - restaurants, city streets, rooms of the Engineering Department, his dorm - so youā€™ll always have something to help you relive the time you two enjoyed together.
ļ½„ Compared to you, Passenger conveyed his affection in ways more abstruse, much less direct.
ļ½„ He wasnā€™t one for physical or verbal displays of love; instead, his love for you takes the form of distinctive, special gifts. Ones you wouldn't be able to find anywhere else - because he creates them all himself, with only you in mind.
ļ½„ The Liberi engineers all sorts of gadgets and devices to gift you: alarm clocks, desklights, headphones, nightlights.
ļ½„ With any new present, Passenger gives you a small kiss on one of your Perro ears, ā€œOh, before I forgetā€¦here. This is something I made for you.ā€ Whenever you question - heā€™d dedicated time and work to creating something, just for you? - a soft smile comes to his lips and heā€™ll chuckle lightly, ā€œHehā€¦no, pardon my laughter. But, honey, is it not reasonable of me to want to put my skill towards creating something that might have a chance of making you smile?ā€
ļ½„ Miraculously, he somehow themes whatever he creates for you around your most favourite things - cats, most often.
ļ½„ The cat-shaped devices the Liberi gives you, their fur patterns and the cute cartoony expressions on their faces, seem almost familiar to you as if youā€™d seen them before - thatā€™s only by happenstance, you think.
ļ½„ That was, until SilverAsh had visited your office one afternoon, and saw the cat-shaped desklight on your desk.
ļ½„ When he asked where youā€™d gotten it, you exuberantly explained, ā€œOh! Thatā€™s a new gift from Elliot. Itā€™s so cute, right? Look at the catā€™s little face!!ā€ The Feline, however, narrowed his eyes slightly and brought his fingers to his chin, ā€œThe catā€™s expression, I believe Iā€™ve seen that beforeā€¦.[name], would you be so kind as to trust me with your sketchbook for a few moments?ā€ In reply, you tilted your head to the side and your Perro ears perked up, but you passed the item to him with a shrug, ā€œYeah, of course! Here, Enciodas.ā€
ļ½„ After skimming through the pages, SilverAsh paused at one, studied your drawings closely, then looked back at the desklight Passenger had given you. His eyebrows shot up, and he spoke to you again, ā€œWell then, it seems as though my thoughts were correct. [Name], come and look, wonā€™t you?ā€ You watched with raptness as your friend held up one of your cat drawings beside the cat-shaped desklight from Passenger.
ļ½„ It took a small while of looking between the two before you realized; ā€œIt- It- Enciodas, whoa- Elliotā€™s gift looks like my drawing!!ā€
ļ½„ It suddenly made sense why all of his gifts were familiar - his inspiration for all of them was your own artwork.
ļ½„ You hurried out of your office in a flash of movement, ā€œI have to find Eli, thank you Enciodas!!ā€, leaving the Feline to smile slightly in amusement towards your antics, ā€œWith the speed of Kjeragandr, my friend.ā€
ļ½„ ā€œElliot!! All of your gifts, theyā€™re inspired by my drawings, aren't they?ā€
ā€œOh, [name]. So you recognize them after allā€¦and if I nodded yes?ā€
ā€œThatā€™s just- aahh- the sweetest thing!! I love you, I love you so much!ā€
ļ½„ After that, you couldn't restrain yourself from gifting Passenger presents in return.
ļ½„ Ones bought from stores you encountered on city streets - scarves, mugs, notebooks. Ones you created using your own hands, too - crocheted hats made with holes to comfortably fit his Liberi feathers, those artworks youā€™d drawn of the locations where you and him had dates or spent time alone together, homemade lunches including food you knew he enjoyed.
ļ½„ Everyone at Rhodes Island would certainly say that, ā€œPassenger has to be just drowning in all the gifts Dr. [name] gives him!ā€, however, he nevertheless accepts each of your presents as if it were the first - with a soft smile on his lips and a sparkle shining in the azure of his eyes.
ļ½„ Another way Passenger expresses his affection for you is by, if he can assist you with anything at all or can do something to make your day more pleasant for you, he does.
ļ½„ Heā€™ll prepare a cup of your favourite tea and leave it on your office desk in the morning if he notices youā€™d been too occupied with your Rhodes Island duties to get tea for yourself, heā€™ll purchase new drawing pencils for you if he hears you grumbling to yourself about how your current ones were beginning to run out and becoming too small for you to use properly, heā€™ll tidy the paperwork and pages of sketches into clean piles if he sees that your desktop has grown messy.
ļ½„ On one occasion - after youā€™d mentioned, ā€œEli, ugh! I wish I was better at cookingā€¦ā€ - he went out on an endeavour to assist you in becoming a better cook.
ļ½„ Unfortunately - outside of growing coffee beans while in Sargon -, his knowledge in food was lacking. Considering they were both your friends and skilled in cooking, the Liberi came to Jaye and Blue Poison with the problem.
ļ½„ ā€œYou want to help them get better with food? Thereā€™s really nothing bad about [name]ā€™s cooking, but I guess you could say their food is a little so-so. Itā€™s good to hear you want to help them out so bad, Passenger, but I donā€™t know what we should doā€¦ā€
ā€œOh, Jaye, how about we teach him how to cook some recipes [name] will like, then he can go show them after heā€™s learned it? I think theyā€™d really like that. Passenger, is that okay with you?ā€
ā€œIf it might benefit [name], then yes, of course. For them, I want to offer the most perfected service.ā€
ļ½„ Like Blue Poison had suggested, after he himself had a thorough understanding of the recipes and cooking techniques your friends had shown him, he then taught them to you and guided you through every process or difficulty; albeit slowly, with the Liberiā€™s help, the food you cooked became increasingly better, until he eventually heard Rhodes Islandā€™s Operators and staff praising your food for its deliciousness.
ļ½„ To Passenger, every act of service he does - whether strenuous or easy - will always be worth witnessing the beaming expression on your face and way your Perro tail wags ecstatically.
ā€¦
ļ½„ As your relationship progresses through years, Passenger begins to realize that heā€™s found what he came to Rhodes Island searching for; his new purpose.
ļ½„ It wasnā€™t another menacing enemy he needed to kill, nor a leader who would command him and his skills however they wanted.
ļ½„ When he walks into his dorm room where the items youā€™ve gifted him are scattered around and the walls are occupied by your artwork, when Messengers deliver him lunches or letters from you as he attends to his work around the Landship, when he hears you call out his name and turns to see your ever-shining smile - Passenger feels his heart swell in his chest, and he understands what his purpose now is.
ļ½„ [Name] is his purpose. You - your violet hair, your adorable Perro features, your passion in creating art, your interest in cooking, your vibrance and kindness - are his reason for being.
ļ½„ Together, the two of you will stay at each otherā€™s sides; heā€™ll walk with you through whatever paths you take, because - ā€œ[Name], I love you deeply. I am yours now.ā€
ļ½„ And Passenger, Elliot Glover; he will love all and everything that you do, always.
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a-glimpse-of-fantasy Ā· 2 years
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Your Dream(Duskwood Fanfiction) Chapter 3
āš ļø This story takes after the final episode of Duskwood. So if you haven't finished the game first, this story contains heavy spoilers. āš ļø
English is not my first language so please spare me the grammar mistakes.
You can read the chapter 1 from here You can read the chapter 2 from here
Hope you like it šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
šŸ‘‰Bold sentences are text messages
Chapter 3 - What happened on that day?
He smiled faintly. Oshi thought it didnā€™t contain the usual bitterness he had when they talked about his pursuers. Then, just as he opened his mouth to answer, a text arrived on her phone. She quickly paid attention to him, ignoring it. But another one came yet again. She hurriedly grabbed her phone to put it on silent mode, but Jake stopped her.
ā€œItā€™s alright, Oshi. Check what it is first.ā€
She hesitantly unlocked the phone to see that it was Dan who was interrupting them.
-Hey.
-Did you see a weird dude on your way maybe?
_A weird guy?
-Yeah. Earlier when you were here, this weirdo hoodie was staring at you. You know I might lose my job if I confront him and things escalate.
-Anyway, I was gonna talk to him once you two left. But the dude was already gone when I came back after seeing ya off.
_And?
-And Phil says he saw a black hoodie walking to Jessyā€™s on his way back.
-What do I know. Anyways double check to see if the doors are locked.
She leaned forward and asked, ā€œJake, were you at Aurora by any chance earlier?ā€ His slightly surprised look was enough of an answer. ā€œIt seems like you left a trail. Dan says a guy was staring at me at Aurora earlier, and Phil saw a similar-looking man walking towards Jessyā€™s home.ā€ She smiled as he sulked a little.
Oshi remembered the time Jessy asked whether Jake was in Duskwood. Her answer was, ā€œNo. He would stick out like a sore thumb there.ā€
_Thanks for the warning, Dan. Heā€™s someone I know.
-Wtf? A weirdo in a black hoodieā€¦
-Sounds like a certain hacker boy who went missing in a mine years ago.
_šŸ™
-Whatever. Donā€™t follow strangers thinking itā€™s him.
_Yeah. Yeah. I know.
_Thanks Dan.
She quickly silenced her phone and put it on the table so that it would not interrupt them anymore.
ā€œOkay. Iā€™m done.ā€
He nodded before continuing his deep voice calmly, ā€œThere wonā€™t be pursuers after me anymore. So thereā€™s nothing for you to be worried about anymore.ā€
ā€œWhat?ā€ She was genuinely confused. It was not like one or two men were after him. The government, a whole organization, was after him. How could he possibly take care of them alone in merely one year?
ā€œWhat do you mean?ā€
Jake smiled. It was genuine. He looked genuinely happy.
ā€œIā€¦That day, fortunately, I could escape safely. It really was my luck. I never thought I would be saying such irrational things, butā€¦I genuinely believe it was nothing but luck. I found a way out while I was going back.ā€
ā€œBut didnā€™t you say they would have possibly placed people at all the openings?ā€
ā€œThere was an opening. A wall had collapsed to form an opening just enough for a person to crawl out. I think it had been there since the explosion but went unnoticed due to its size. To make sure, I sent them a message from another area.ā€ Ā 
"Another area?"
"Yes. That was to confuse them. Just in case, I had prepared it for emergencies like that time. Actually, I got that idea because of what Lily and you did that time."
He continued not before handing her the cup of americano again so that she would drink it before it cools down.
ā€œAfter hiding for a while, I decided to put an end to it.ā€ She leaned forward again to not miss any detail, ā€œSo I offered a deal.ā€
ā€œDeal?ā€
ā€œYes. As much as they wanted to get rid of me, they did not like the idea of letting my skills waste in vain. It was clear as they had offered me to work for them many times, almost persistently in the past. But, of course, that was before I meddled in their work. Their most prominent reason for pursuing me for so long was that they doubted the possibility of me working for a foreign country sooner or later.ā€
ā€œForeign country?ā€
ā€œI hope it wouldnā€™t look to you like I am boasting, but I would say I am quite skilled in what I do.ā€
ā€œSkilled enough that a foreign government would take you in for a high price?ā€
She got goosebumps as he nodded, hesitant. Suddenly, it was as if they were in entirely different worlds. So far, the most severe problem she had faced in her entire life was the kidnapping case of Hannah. But for Jakeā€¦It wouldā€™ve felt like a childā€™s play. As he always said, his only obstacle was time. Alan Bloomgateā€™s words that she had no idea what she was getting herself into by involving with the hackerā€¦
ā€œBack to the main topic, I offered them a deal. I would work for them, and they would clear my name.ā€
ā€œThey agreed? That easily?ā€
ā€œWellā€¦it was not easy. I had to give up a few of my programs and techniques.ā€ He stopped in the middle to look into her eyes, ā€œSorry. That isnā€™t of any interest to you. The important thing is that I managed to settle the situation without either party getting hurt.ā€
ā€œSo now you work for them. Thus, you are no longer in danger.ā€
ā€œYes.ā€
ā€œThen why didnā€™t you do it sooner?ā€
At her direct question, his eyes shook a little. Jake looked down at the coffee cup, evading her eyes. ā€œThatā€¦I didnā€™t want to negotiate with them.ā€
She nodded, ā€œYes. You said you were one of the good guys if I could call it that. That only meant one thing. You were doing the right thing, and they were in the wrong. You wanted to make a change. So why would you work for them all of a sudden? I donā€™t expect you to want me to believe that the pursuers who chased you for almost five years have suddenly become good guys.ā€
Jake quietly muttered, not raising the downcast head, ā€œSometimes, I am troubled that you are so quick-witted.ā€
She sighed in resignation as he kept staring at the coffee without another word. ā€œJake. Listen. I justā€¦I want you to have a happy and safe life. As for your worries, Iā€™d want you to worry about what youā€™d have for dinner tonight or having to go to work on the weekend when you were supposed to be lazing around.ā€ Oshi stood up before moving to the seat next to Jake, taking his hand in hers.
ā€œJakeā€¦I just want you to have anā€¦ ordinary life. Even if Iā€™m not in it.ā€
-To Be Continued.
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jojo-hut-jrs Ā· 2 years
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can we have 32 for Zucchero? šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
-umi
I should clarify that if you want these to go in any specific direction or tone or theme or whatever you should probably specify otherwise I will just fuck around with whatever comes to mind and I donā€™t want to disappoint
Mario Zucchero x Reader
32. ā€œCan I sleep here, just for tonight."
You had known about Zuccheros ā€œreputationā€ among your shared circle of mutual acquaintances and coworkers, but you had always considered their remarks on his worser habits to be gross exaggeration at best.
That was, until you came home from work to find him half asleep on your couch.
How he managed to get in without unlocking the door or breaking the windows wasnā€™t a mystery, the only questions you had for him, after gracelessly shaking him awake, were why the hell he had decided to be there in the first place.
To say he was shameless and forthcoming about being kicked out of the last place he was crashing at would be calling it pathetic, but not so much so as the garbage bag of clothing and sparse personal items he pulled out of nowhere to emphasize his point. It was hard to sympathize with him considering you knew he wasnā€™t a victim of circumstance, just an individual who never could seem to learn the difference between ā€œcarefreeā€ and ā€œcarelessā€.
ā€œCan I sleep here, just for tonight?ā€ His smile his big and put on, almost like a child being told to smile for a school picture day. ā€œIā€™ll be out of here in the morning, I just needed somewhere safe to be so I came here first.ā€
His tone is lighter and more fluid than it usually is, heā€™s trying to keep the mood agreeable enough so that youā€™ll let him stay.
In any other state of mind you would have at least argued this point a little, drawn question to why exactly he was kicked out and what he means by ā€œsafeā€, but your tired and youā€™re really wanting to give him the benefit of the doubt and so you agree without thinking of the consequences.
He seems far too relieved to hear it, his voice dropping lax back into the bottom of his throat. Thereā€™s a bruise on his cheek thatā€™s beginning to darken, but itā€™s lost in the creases of the genuine smile he now wears.
ā€œSee, thatā€™s why youā€™re my best friend,ā€ he tell you as you walk off towards your bedroom, ā€œyouā€™re hospitable and understanding, I knew I may the right choice coming here.ā€
You hum lightly in acknowledgement as you trail off to fetch a spare pillow and a blanket from your bed. Heā€™s looks almost completely asleep when you return with them, and itā€™s only when the hall light catches his face do you see how exhausted and disheveled he is.
You shake him awake and he snaps to attention instantly, a sheen to his eye catching in the light as he focuses on you with an intensity youā€™ve never seen before before he blinks it away in an instant.
ā€œWhy donā€™t you take a shower and then take my bed for the night,ā€ you let the pillow and blanket fall to the floor with a soft thud, ā€œIā€™ll take the couch.ā€
The look of confusion on his face is bemused, like he doesnā€™t believe it but doesnā€™t want to question you on it either.
ā€œYou sure about that? If I start getting too comfy I might just make myself at home.ā€
ā€œUnless youā€™d rather share, Iā€™m fine with just taking the couch.ā€
Instantly his expression flips into something bordering embarrassment.
ā€œI, uh-ā€œ he stutters through a remark as you usher him from his place, ā€œI donā€™t- uh, I donā€™t know if I reallyā€¦ā€
He looks like he has a retort hiding somewhere in his facade, but your remark was too sudden for him to come prepared. Without letting him finish you gently push him towards the direction of your bedroom and lay yourself down on the couch while his mouth flops open and closed like a fish.
ā€œIā€™ll see you in the morning, Zucchero,ā€ you mumble into your pillow, almost falling asleep instantly yourself so that you barely hear a soft ā€œokā€ in response.
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hello! just saw that your requests are open. can I ask for:
TW: mentions of stress and selfharm, kind of ? delete this ask if it's too much, i'm sorry if it's the case ><
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kaeya and/or diluc with a male!reader who has the urge to hurt himself as soon as he gets stressed. for example, hearing someone yelling and immediately bringing his hands to his throat to scratch or strangle himself.
can I ask for some cuddles with the boys in the fic, too ? šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
thank you a lot if you do it. and if you don't, that's fine, please don't force yourself.
have a good day!
{ hiya! i'm sorry this took a while, i got really behind in tumblr stuff <3 thank you for your ask!
EDIT: HELP NOT ME POSTING THIS ACCIDENTALLY sorry to everyone who saw this early AND I'M SORRY THESE ARE KIND OF RUSHED }
TW: mentions of stress and self harm
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he's already very attentive to your needs in general, and he's known you well for long enough to know what is likely to turn into a stressful situation to you
so generally he aims to avoid those situations altogether (e.g, staying away from crowds) or just take you away from it the moment he can tell that something's not going to go very well (perhaps something escalating at angel's share whilst the two of you are there) to minimise harm to you
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i just know diluc has a little comfy spot set up in like the corner of the tavern store room/a spare room for the two of you, he finds it easier to help calm you down in a quiet little private space especially considering cuddling is involved much more often than not
diluc is naturally pretty warm (pyro user headcanon moment) and really comfortable to cuddle with
if it wouldn't stress you out more, he usually tries to restrain you somewhat- not uncomfortably, and he would stop when you ask him to, but just holding you in a way so you aren't able to hurt yourself before you've calmed down
pretty reasonably able to spend a lot more time with you if you're both at home (or close by enough to get there when you're getting stressed) than if you had been in the city together
will stay in bed cuddling with you even after you've destressed and are okay, given the both of you have no schedule to adhere to
double and triple checking that you're okay before the two of you get out of bed again
helped you to set out little "calming down strategies"? like counting down from 10, breathing exercises, all whilst he holds your hands so you can't hurt yourself
idk i just feel like kaeya would know a lot about dealing with stress, probably because have you seen how carefree this man is? and i know the general hc is bc he āœØļø drinks away all his stress and sorrows āœØļø (unless thats canon honestly my memory is horrible) but i feel he'd probably use little strategies to keep himself calm during a stressful situation
he also masks his worry for you really well, whilst it's obvious to you that he cares for you, there's not exactly any "I'm so worried about you please feel better" factor that could stress you out more because you're upset you're worrying him? if that makes sense
i'm assuming he lives somewhere within the city honestly i feel like that makes the most sense, so unlike with diluc there's not really the issue of not being able to get you home if there's some issue whilst you were in the city that really stressed you out
he's giving me "has a big bed with like 3 blankets and 7 pillows" vibes so cuddling to calm you down is always really comfortable
kaeya has a way with words of affirmation, and saying the best things to help you calm down, of course that being said he wouldn't use this to rush your calming down
he may be a calvary captain but there's not exactly a calvary is there, so he has all day to set aside for you if needs be (even if he, technically is meant to be working on something else pff its fine you come first there's always someone else who can do his job in an emergency <3)
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Gallon slitplay? šŸ„ŗ šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
Needing to crouch in front of him to grab something beneath the bar. While you're there you just plant a quick kiss on it. A minute later he's melting on the bar and you're tongue-deep in him.
[It's a sticky slit, for sure. Implied fem reader.]
TW: Choking; Soft elements of body horror(?); Short description of past violence.
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You should know better than to play with fire.
Gallon is good at lulling someone into a false sense of security. And given his line of work, you shouldn't really be surprised by that. After all, grass is green, the sky is blue, and barmen are dirty weasels.
Yet still, the privileges you had been afforded ever since you started "behaving" kept you high. The slime is a materialistic man, you were dressed fancy everyday if he could help it, touched to perfection, like a caricature of glamor and dignity, in furs and feathers and pearls, all the sweet things he could get you to try on. And even if this isn't really how you used to dress on a daily basis, something in you has started to enjoy it, if only because he'll spare you these long, intense looks while he works. Full of promise, full of love. You're a beam of light to Gallon, or so he's told you, and there's nothing prettier than you smiling at him atop his balcony.
Some days however, you tend to get a little too confident in your own control of the situation, which Gallon both keenly perceives and allows. After all, you're easier to manage when you think you're in on top of things, and as long as your stunts are harmless, the slime is content to humor most of them. Most.
See, a teasing game has developed between the two of you lately. A days-long challenge in an effort to see who caves to the other faster, who begs for it, abstinence and teasing are key. You're no master of self-control, but neither is the slime. His poker face may be commendable, yet he has many tells, if you pay attention. Delight and titillation are presented via the curling of his noodle-like extremities, stress and irritation cause the monster's body to shift more regularly, darker spots morphing from side to side, dripping to and fro faster. Even that sort of pendulum above his head, which you can't decipher the purpose of beyond giving him a a silly look, it too tends to emote more than his face.
Point being, you know you get to him when you bend down, when you lean over the counter to fetch a glass for him, when you climb onto it to reach the ceiling rack and end up providing the monster a stupendous view of laced panties. The only thing you haven't tried thus far is to invite others into the game, something you've been seriously warned about before. Matter of fact, you'll never forget the sensation of his tentacle coiling over your arm hard enough to start cutting blood flow off, making the limb swell and fall asleep. You remember how hard you cried then, truly believing you were about to lose your arm for a silly stunt.
You know better now.
Thing is, you're cracking as well. With every display you make, Gallon's two steps ahead of you, all subtle insinuations and elegant rejections- Touches never more than featherlight. Patient, calculating. Either you pull another idea out or he ends up winning at this rate.
Oh, nothing can quite compare to the joy you feel when someone asks for a specific drink Gallon usually keeps behind the counter. There's always a series of commonly sought-after brands he has stock of at all times, kept at a tendril's length. All you'd have to do is reach down before he can, it's that simple. Your golden opportunity, yes.
" No no- I'll get that! "
Dashing forward quicker than the slime can move, which is not an easy feat, you start looking through the numberless bottles hidden away. Perfectionist, organized monster that Gallon is, he would be able to fetch this in a blink. But you, untrained and oblivious, feel like a donkey staring at a palace, the fancy calligraphy of each brand blending together in an ambiguous, sparkling mess. It's getting on the slime's nerves, if the way he scoots progressively closer is any indication.
" Cherry please, I have this under control- "
" Got it! " You interrupt, reaching for a dark, elegantly-shaped glass container. In a split second blur of movement, you turn, lean your head up, and plant a single kiss on a hidden slit.
Chaste but effective. Serves him right.
As if nothing transpired, you quickly rise and adjust your clothes. " Here you go, sir! " Said cheerfully towards the tiny white monster with gray gloves.
" Eh, thanks... " There's an odd look in his face, but you know he couldn't have seen what you did, the counter covered it all, plus he's so short. It's only when you turn to look at Gallon that you realize why he's got that expression, because the barman is looking at you with a blazing intensity. You can't even read that face, it's got to be some mixture of irritation and contemplation. A single bead of sweat runs down the side of your head while the pale monster takes his drink and hops off the stool, having sensed something amiss likely.
" That was a bold move. " The slime starts as soon as that little episode transpires, his knubby whiskers twitch while he idly reaches for the glass rack.
" Well someone has to keep you on your toes, right? "
It's a success, he's blushing, oh ever so slightly, but you can see it, and that's what matters. Having taken your victory and intending to savor it like a fine wine, the finest of any wines he could have hanging around in fact, you start to saunter away.
Until something coils around your neck.
" Hm? Where do you think you're going? "
" W- What? " Maybe you should have seen this coming.
" You've made a mess of my counter cabinets, you should fix it, no? "
Oh.
" W- Well I- " Maybe a witty answer would have come to you more easily if he wasn't radiating so much tension.
The tendril at your neck, not choking yet but certainly warning, slowly nudges you downward, you follow until you're couched back by the drinks, tossing your heels away because they're starting to hurt. Perhaps it was worth it, because you get to see the spot where you planted a kiss, stained with your vibrant lipstick.
Hah! Like a claim. The ones he's so eager to leave on your body. And just like that, all the confidence seeps back into your form.
" Oh dear, there's a smudge. " Lidded eyes glance up, catching his dominant attitude falter. " Let me clean my mess, pay no heed to me. "
Gripping those slippery thighs, you drag your tongue up the mark left on him, adding maybe a little more pressure than necessary, but hey- You have to take it off, don't you? Singular laps turn into messy nuzzling, the flat of your tongue claiming as much of that twitching slit as it can. It's always been extremely fascinating how his form molds naturally to you. You can't simply pet Gallon's shoulder without it seemingly clinging to you when you pull away. And yet, there's not a stain on his surroundings. He picks and chooses the consistency of his own body, yet apparently, there will always be sticky spots, like his holes, including the one you're playing with.
It's odd, you'll admit. The more you kiss and lick at him, the more his form fluctuates, strings of him stick to your lips and chin, it's almost funny. The slime's figure deforms ever so slightly, covering your fingers, swallowing them into his legs in an effort to keep you anchored to him. It might not be noticeable to others, but you can feel him shivering from time to time, the quietest of gasps flowing out while he handles new orders as best as he can.
A harsh suck against that entrance rips the first real noise out of the bartender, this lovely, surprised grunt while he bucks forward, a wet pap ringing out. Interesting. You repeat the motion, smiling as Gallon clearly bends over the counter from the sensation. " Hhn- Shit! "
It must have been minutes of you torturing the slime, just stealing saliva-soaked samples of him, before you actually reach for his insides, this shuddering moan coming from him as his entire form appears to ripple in satisfaction. You'd worry for his reputation, if not for the fact that this is already a shameless place. You've apparently teased the bartender long enough that the tentacle hidden away in that pouch is already poking around, eagerly feeling your tongue, grabbing, coiling around it as if to drag the wet muscle in further. Unfortunately, as a human, your poor tongue can only go so far.
This feels a lot like exceptionally messy French-kissing, with a peculiar taste. Gallon's flexible cock tries desperately to pull you in further so it can have more stimulus, and you respond by stroking your tongue around the ridges you can find, only ever pulling away to breathe deep and return before that appendage can get the bright idea to pop out. You're not sure who's blushing harder, the overheated slime, or your slightly air-deprived self, both locked in this mock-kiss while Gallon tries, so poorly, to pretend all is fine.
You can't help but moan when, instead of trying to pull you in, that tendril now seeks to shove your tongue back so it can get inside you instead, poking into the warmth of your mouth and steadily feeding more of itself forward.
" Fffuck, I'll cum like that Cherry. "
Well, that is the point. How else will you win?
The more he tries to slide down your throat, now using spare tendrils to keep your head in place, the more you have no choice but to choke and drool, apparently only arousing him more. You may not be able to see it, but Gallon is hardly holding up any better, having stopped working completely to slump on his own counter and attempt to hide his teary eye.
" What's the matter with you? " A new voice is heard, sounding particularly annoyed, a tenor you're familiar with. The angel. " Do you know how much harder it is to do my job when you're slacking off on-... Are you crying? "
Honestly, you're the one that's crying, even if a slime's cock is usually malleable, he's still using your throat none too gently, not even having to move his hips too much for that appendage to pound and writhe away.
Gallon muffles a whine with a weird cough. " ... No? " So convincing.
" ... Let me see your face. "
Oh, this is getting funny.
" Is there reall- Ah- No one else you can bother right now? "
There's a commotion, you're pretty sure the angel is reaching for Gallon. Some even nastier part of you takes over and you start bobbing in tandem with the slime's frantic motions, wanting to tip him over as hard and quickly as possible so that when Belo finally grabs his face, he'll get to see-
" Ohh ff- Hahh-! "
There. Making sure to rub him with your tongue, you let the barman snap his hips into your face, swallowing the first loads he has to give before pulling away, much to his audible displeasure, so the rest of it can paint you better than any makeup he gifts you.
You glance up just in time to see the slime's half-melted, blissed out face, held by the winged being who is now gawking at your stained self while you milk the rest of your monster's climax. " Hi Belo. " You chirp.
The angel's head flickers between you and the slime, who only shrugs and grins at him, before he peels his hands back, as if touching Gallon had burnt him. The bartender wobbles in place before slapping onto the back of the bar, decompressing in the wake of his orgasm while you giggle loudly at his antics.
" You're both irredeemable excuses of people, I can't believe this, honestly, on the job- "
Belo's slightly flustered grumbling while he forcibly separates two bar flies caught in a fight fades to nothing for the two of you. Gallon glares playfully at your smug self, fetching a spare towel to clean you with.
" This is far from over. "
Oh, you don't doubt that.
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A follower sent methe following submission but wanted to stay Anonymous.
A confessionā€¦.first one I've ever done and the first time I'm telling someone about it šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ A few years ago I went out with another couple (T&B) at a small concert and that's where I saw my friend's gf (A) with her bff so they came and watched the concert together. After the concert we decided to go for a drink and we stayed at the pub almost to the closing hour when her bff decided she wanted to go home. We were still sober (or at least that's what we thought) so we decided to go to T&B' house and listen to some music and drink some moreā€¦.hours passed and T&B decided to go to bed and led us to a spare bedroom where we could sleep az well since it was super late and we were living waayyy to far to take a cab back to each ones house. Since we didn't have any pj's I gave A my t-shirt to sleep in and I slept in my underwear. She took the side close to the wall and I got the edge of the bedā€¦literally the edgeā€¦.A was my friend's gf and I never thought about her in an inappropriate wayā€¦.after a few minutes she got closer to me being a little spoonā€¦..and her ass rubbing my involuntary bulgeā€¦decided to put my arm around herā€¦.that's when she turned around and started kissing me in the most passionate wayā€¦.tried to stop her but she shushed me and took her panties off sitting on my face and staring to play with my dick, licking it and sucking it while playing with the balls as well. I was completely mesmerised by her scent and how wet she was when she climbed on me and I ate her out like it was my last meal feeling her cream oozing out more with every lick and her clit getting harder and more sensitive every time I touched it with my tongue. Sucking her clit while all the juice was covering my face was one of the best feelings I've ever had. I was literally in heavenā€¦until she took my dick out of her mouth and started licking from the tip towards the balls a few times and then further down. That was the first time someone touched my ass and she was doing it with her tongue. She continued playing like this for a few minutes(i think) and then she got back paying attention to my dick while gently sliding her fingers in my. Earlier I was wrongā€¦..now I was in heaven ā¤ļøā€šŸ”„ All these new sensations made me eat her more and sucking her juice out only made me realise how heaven tastes. At some point she suddenly stopped doing anything and just violently started face-fucking me until she made a huge wet spot filling my mouth with her squirt. She stopped, faced me and apologised for it. I hold her face and told her that she doesn't have to worry about it and that I loved it. She then slipped my cock inside, put her hand on my neck pushing me on the bed while riding me in the most insane way. Her hips lifted only to feel myself sliding deeper and her moans became louder every time she would cum and squirting more and more. She told me to let her know when I was close to climax which I did and she jumped off making me cum in her mouth while she was holding my hands tightly on the bed and then winked at me and she started french-kissing me with her mouth full of cum and hugging each other while her fingers were going deep into my skinā€¦eventually we fell asleep on the soaked bed, her head on my chest and me gently rubbing her back.
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just-a-creep-babe Ā· 2 years
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may i ask for yandere jeff, toby, and masky when their darling tries to escape, but claims it was only because she wanted more attention from them? you can include nsfw too if youā€™d like <3
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Jeff the Killer
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Heā€™d be pissed
But honestly, angerā€™s practically the only emotion he expresses, so it shouldnā€™t come as too much of a surprise ĀÆ\_(惄)_/ĀÆ
Even if you say you did it for attention, itā€˜s not going to sit well with him
And after his initial outburst, heā€™ll prolly lock you up in the basement to make sure you donā€™t try anything like that again
He might also deprive you of food as a punishmentā€”in addition to all the possessive cuts & bruises heā€™ll burn into your skin
Homeboy just wants make sure that ifā€”somehowā€”you ever do manage to leave, youā€™ll always bear his marks as a reminder that you can never truly escape~
Heā€™s also gonna be sO šŸ‘ much šŸ‘ mOre šŸ‘ paranoid around you, which also means heā€™ll be wAy more intense than he already was
BUT, on the plus? side, you will be getting more attention
Because, deep down, he knows heā€™s not the best at taking care of other ppl, especially not when that person is entirely dependent on him
And whose fault is that, Jeffery? Smh
And, hell, if all it takes to keep you happy & complacent is a bit more attention, then heā€™s all for it
So after the many,,Ā behavioralĀ corrections, heā€™ll try to stick by your side more often than not
Which, honestly, only results in him damaging you physically & mentally more than he already had šŸ˜…šŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
If youā€™re going to try to escape, you need to do it properly
The consequences for failing are pretty intense; itā€™s definitely not something you should do for attention
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Right, so, Iā€™ve already briefly gone over some of the consequences heā€™ll dish out when you fail to escape
But especially after you say itā€™s because you wanted more attention?
Those initial punishments will turn into something extra spicy in the bedroom real quick šŸ˜³šŸ˜³
Even if you tell him you just wanted more cuddles or non-sexual affection, he wonā€™t take the chance
Heā€™ll cover all his bases šŸ‘€
So he will absolutely be rougher & more physically demanding of your limits
Partly because he thinks itā€™s what you want, and partly because heā€™s frustrated youā€™d ever try to leave him
The first time he fucks you after pulling your little stunt leaves you sore for days
You bet he brings in a whole lot of knives, ropes & other various ā€œtoysā€ to help discipline you
He will want you scared, bloody & shaking beneath him while you repeat fruitless apologies between desperate moans and whimpers
If you beg for him & say his name a lot & thank him for fucking you senseless, he might end up going slightly easier on you
Just because heā€™ll feel softer thinking you didnā€™t actually intend on betraying him
But, yeah, overall? Trying to escape makes him hella more rough, demanding & possessive
Expect a lot more scars from him in the bedroom šŸ‘€
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Masky
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Poor baby is hurt
Heā€˜s done nothing but try his best for you, and this is how you thank him? By trying to escape?
He will flat-out refuse to let you see how hurt he is tho
And instead, his sorrow will immediately manifest into rage
You might be able to quell his anger by telling him you wanted more attention, but similar to Jeff, the excuse wonā€™t spare you from his initial outburst
Like, it already wouldā€™ve taken a lot of time & effort to get him to let his guard down in front of you
So if youā€™re trying to get on his good side, you very well may have tripled the amount of work it wouldā€™ve originally taken :/
In the heat of the moment, its likely that heā€™ll take your punishment a tad too far
Heā€™s just so furious that he canā€™t control his temperā€”and the guy wants to make your betrayal hurt
After heā€™s left your body broken & battered, heā€™ll leave for a few days to cool off
And, honestly? If you can still manage to walk, you can probably escape him for real by this point
But if youā€™re too broken, or if youā€™ve developed a dependency towards him and you decide to stay, heā€™ll feel super guilty once he comes back & sees that you havenā€™t left
He might hide how guilty he feels, or he might use it to his advantage, depending on the kind of relationship you have
Like, he might pin the blame on you, saying that itā€™s not his fault heā€˜s busy & has to deal with work all the timeā€”he canā€™t sacrifice everything for your happiness
Or he might otherwise throw a pity party, saying that heā€™s a monster & that heā€™s irredeemable until you have no choice but to comfort him
On the other hand, if he knows he canā€™t play up on your sentiments, heā€™ll act really cold & indifferent towards you
Either way, heā€™s a manipulative emotional bomb
Likely considers killing you because heā€˜s just a wreck & doesnā€™t know how to deal with you
Dealing with this manses is not easyā€”the whole thing is definitely not worth it
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So, unlike Jeff, he probably wonā€™t immediately take the punishment to the bedroom
Depending on what kind of relationship you haveā€”whether or not he knows he can manipulate you/be more vulnerable around youā€”things can go either way
He might be rougher & meaner with you during sex
Like, you can expect a lot of marks; handprints, scratches, bruises, cigarette burns & more
But then thereā€™s a chance heā€™ll actually be... softer & kinder?
Especially if you mention that you tried to escape because you wanted more attentionā€”heā€™s gonna try to take better care of you & your needs in the bedroom
Itā€™ll be to the point where heā€™ll almost be... making love to you?
No matter what, he will want you to be submissive & compliant
Wants you to prove that you know youā€™re his, that youā€™d never actually dare to leave him
If you reciprocate the affection, he might not hold a grudge
And tbh, his outbursts happen fairly often, so heā€™s likely to forget about this one when another one happens instead šŸ˜¬
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Hoodie
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This manses? Truly a master manipulator *chefā€™s kiss*
Heā€™ll be able to tell almost immediately if youā€™re lying about wanting more attention
And he'll 100% use whatever excuse you came up with against you
Like aw, poor baby wanted his attention? No worries, heā€™ll be extra sure to always stick by your side from this point on
And when heā€™s away because of work? Heā€™ll set up cameras all over the cabin so he can keep an eye on you & text you if he notices you getting lonely :)
So, hey, if youā€™re being honest, heā€™ll give you what you want
But if youā€™re lying, itā€™ll definitely backfire on you
Unlike most, heā€™s not going to be upset when he catches you
If anything, he might be amused
Boy thrives on the cat-and-mouse games between the two of you, so trying to escape just adds fuel to his obsession over you
His punishment will really just have him tangling you up even further into his twisted little web
Heā€™ll also boost surveillance & safety measures so that you canā€™t run away againā€”or at least, not w/o some added difficulty ;)
But heā€™s not gonna hurt you physically, which is almost somehow more concerning?
Because he will play more mind games with you
I hope you like being his lil toy, because thatā€™s all you are to him as his darling :)
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So, quick correctionā€”for the most part, he wonā€™t hurt you physically
In the bedroom, itā€™s a slightly different story
Deep down, heā€™s still kinda upset that you tried to leave him, and thatā€™s gonna come through when heā€™s fucking you
Boyā€™s got a HUGE dacryphilia kink, and he will wanna make you cry
Might call you names & say the nastiest shit to you until youā€™re overwhelmed & crying
Or he might deny/overstimulate you until you canā€™t help but let it all out for him in ugly, messy sobs
Just loves watching those tears stream down your faceā€”nothing gets him harder :)
Heā€™ll also wanna humiliate you in some way or anotherā€”and will probably film it for later use as well
Honestly, he might seem unassuming, but he can be super cruel during sex
Heā€™ll fuck you until youā€™re either broken or until he knows you wonā€™t try something like that again
Part of the reason why he likes the cat-and-mouse games is because it gives him the most perfect reasons to fuck you in a punishing way
He wonā€™t even try to hide how much heā€™s enjoying your torture
Will proudly grin down at your pathetic shaking & crying mess of a body
ā€œThis what you wanted, right baby? More attention? Donā€™t worry, weā€™ve got all night together~ā€
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Ticci Toby
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Gets vEry emotional
Definitely the most emotional out of all the others
His tics will be going wild when he catches youā€”and heā€™ll be so upset he wonā€™t even speak
So youā€™ll be faced with an unnaturally quiet Toby thatā€™s twitching and looking extremely unhappy
Which, needless to say, is absolutely terrifying
But once heā€™s gotten you to a safe location where you canā€™t run away again, heā€™ll explode
Maybe with anger, but probably more so with sorrow
Heā€™ll look to you for comfort & do a damn good job of guilting you
Will almost feel better when you say it was for attention, but then heā€™ll just get upset all over again
How could his little Angel betray his trust like that when all you had to do was ask him nicely? :(
Wonā€™t really punish you, but dealing with his messy emotions will be punishment enough
AND the added security measures will definitely be more of a hassle :/
If he reacts with sorrow, heā€™ll probably be the most lenient out of the others ĀÆ\_(惄)_/ĀÆ
But if his anger comes out first, heā€™ll end up getting almost just as brutal as Maskyā€”heā€™ll wanna see you scared and hurt
Itā€™s not pretty, either way :/
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So Toby tends to be pretty sweet with his lil Angel
Unless heā€™s having a breakdown, in which case, things gets... messy
BUt, like Masky, the next love-making session can go two ways; it might be extra sweet and loving, or it might get a bit more... dangerous
Except, unlike Masky, itā€™s nearly impossible to tell which one itā€™ll be
And he might switch the mood up on a dimeā€”his emotions make him super unpredictable
He might pepper you with soft, ginger kisses & quiet promises that heā€™ll do better
Or heā€™ll use his ax to toy with you while heā€™s straddling you, looking abnormally calm and cold and collected
OR heā€™ll be super upset & emotional, fucking you roughly until youā€™re begging & crying that youā€™ll never hurt him again
The rough fuck-session will end up being pretty therapeutic for him tbh :)
Heā€™s also bound to forget about it sooner rather than later because he, once again, like Masky, is kind of an emotional bomb
These things happen a lot, where he wrestles with his emotions, so his meltdowns kinda ultimately blend together
Might bring it up in the future to keep guilt-tripping you about it tho :)
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hutaoscoffinn Ā· 2 years
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Hii, I saw that request were open, may I ask for brat taming like spanking with chuuya, Mori ( separately) and fem s/o pleasešŸ‘‰šŸ‘ˆ
GASP. Brat taming? With Chuuya? Boy oh boy thats my KINK. N e wayz Iā€™m also adding Dazai to this because SHEEEESH Iā€™m a whore
BSD Brat Taming Headcanons
Warnings: NSFW, fem!Reader, brat taming (obviously), spanking, BDSM, restraining, daddy calling (Dazai), sir kink (Chuuya), pussy slapping, rough play, manhandling, semi-public sex, choking, slapping, overall very rough and mean, some aftercare, Dazai Osamu hes his own damn warning istg
Characters: Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya
Requests: OPEN
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DAZAI OSAMU
I would like to say, good luck bratting Dazai LOL
Not because hes extra mean which I mean he IS
But because he has literally no shame and can and will deal with your brattiness then and there he does not care
One like = one prayer for Kunikida lord knows he needs it
And when I say Dazai has no shame I mean absolutely NO shame
This bitch literally opened up the anime by drowning in a river and being upset Atsushiā€™s poor soul saved him the lack of shame is INTENSE and Kunikida has to kick his ass on the daily for being a fLIRT
As I said one like = one prayer for Kunikida
So Dazaiā€™s way of punishing you is by embarrassing you stupid in front of everyone
And by everyone I mean EVERYONE he has no shame when it comes to absolutely outing your bratty tendencies
ā€œY/nnnnnn why are you shifting so much in my lappppp Iā€™m gunna get harddddddā€
Absolutely slap him he DESERVES IT
Now if you brat him at home? Oh boy he can and will punish you at home
But he throughly enjoys punishing you at the ADA if you work there or visit him at work
While youā€™re talking to Yosano or even Atsushi protect the baby Dazai has no problems with coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist
You and everyone else thinks its all cute as he pulls you close
But he has this dark glint in his eyes
And what was a sweet moment turns into him dropping his head onto your shoulder and sucking hickeys and marks onto your neck while making eyecontact with the person you were talking to
Which of course effectively leaves you and the other person quite flustered
Save Kunikida hes at his wits end with this bullshit
This of course usually leads to Dazai getting scolded by Kunikida as he should but Dazai couldnā€™t care less as he watches you malfunction and do your best to cover the marks he made with your hand or shirt
He just silently smirks as he watches you with a predatory look, extremely satisfied with how flustered you are
But of course it doesnt end there
Dazai is a little shit of course it doesnt end there
He will pull you into a spare room or bathroom and enjoy fucking you stupid, giving you the attention you were oh so desperate for
ā€œThis is what you wanted huh? My fucking cock in your dripping cunt yeah? Thats why you showed up with your damn tits hanging out for everyone to stare at isnt it?ā€
He will make you as loud as possible and not even try to cover any sounds that escape the two of you
He will spank your ass, clit, roughly grab at your tits and hair as he pounds into you
The door will be shaking as he fucks you noisily against it, letting everyone in the agency know exactly whats going on
So when Dazai drags you out of the room with a cheery smile and messy hair no one can look you or him in the eye without blushing or stuttering for a week straight
Or more because Dazai is a lil shit
And of course at the end of your little devilā€™s dance in the closet, he wont let you cum
Because ā€œbrats donā€™t deserve to cum on their daddyā€™s cock now do they?ā€
Another one of his favorite punishments is tucking you under his desk as he works and making you choke down his cock
However theres a twist, if anyone figures out what you two are doing? Youre not cumming for a week, maybe even two
So he will enjoy using your mouth as his little hole to fuck as you grip at this thighs, trying to keep all noise to a minimum
The faster you make him cum the faster your punishment will be over
He may even reward you when you two get home depending on how well you do for him
But dont worry, he enjoys making this little charade a game
If youre quiet and make him cum without alerting anyone he will fuck you so good when you get home, making you lose your mind on his fingers, thigh, cock, tongue, whatever you want
But if he makes noise?
You get to be the one in control if you want to be of course consent to domming or subbing is sexy
Or you get to brat him for a week with no punishment at all from him
Either way win-win for you if you can pull it off without making any noise
Unfortunately Dazai has a crazy amount of self control so actually getting him to even groan is close to impossible
So good luck with him, hes a piece of work that loves to embarrass you in front of his coworkers
And of course for the rest of the day until he gets to leave work, he will have you perched on his lap, cuddled against him with your hair pushed away from your neck or up out of the way
That way your neck is exposed and everyone can see the marks he left alllll over you
ā€œAh mia belladonna, everyone is staring at you. Hm I wonder what they are staring at. Itā€™s not like theres anything on your neck, right darling?"
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NAKAHARA CHUUYA
BOY OH BOY good luck getting out of this one alive
Chuuya is a ticking time bomb funny bc Dazai put a bomb under his car
He is either really, scary calm or will drag you by the neck into whatever free space is available away from prying eyesā˜ŗļø
Help me I am a simp for this fineass man like yes please
N E WAYZ
Unlike Dazai, Chuuya prefers to do his punishing at home or in his office, away from the eyes and ears of others
So when you strut into his work with an evil glint in your eyes he knows itā€™s going to be a long day and that hes going to have a headache by the end of it
Lovingly of course
Throughout the day he keeps a mental tally of every time you tested his patience, flirted with a co-worker of his, bent down too far, licked your lips at him, winked at him, all of it
He remembers and of course will get back at you
So when you step in the elevator to go to his penthouse, his hand is immediately around your throat as he pulls you into him, gripping tightly
ā€œWant to explain your shit back there? You damn bratā€
Ahahaha Iā€™m woosey hes so hot
His tone is deep and his voice is rough and crackling with anger
If you act all innocent and say something like ā€œwhatever could you mean Chuuya?ā€ He WILL snap
He will remove his hand and slap your cheek, hard enough to make you feel it but gentle enough to not leave a mark
His hand will quickly return to squeezing your pretty throat as he stares you down, steely-grey blue eyes piercing yours as he radiates dominance
ā€œTry again. What the fuck was that huh? Wanna explain why you were so hell bent on testing my damn patience?ā€
Ahahaha s h i t <3
When you have no response a ā€œtskā€ leaves his lips and he releases your neck when the elevator door opens
From there he grabs your shoulder or puts his hand on the small of your back and guides you to the door of your shared home
You can tell hes pissed from the way his cheeks are flush, jaw clenching, and the way he angrily punches in the door code, suddenly regretting the longass code he made and the extra locks he installed to keep you safe from harm
As soon as the door swings open hes roughly pushing you inside, setting his prized fedora on the table next to the door
Hes suddenly calm as he begins to remove his gloves you know the way
Slowly tugging up on each finger before pulling the gloves all the way off, slowly, calmly
As he does this hes telling you to strip of your pants, watching you with hungry, angry eyes as he removes his second glove
From there he walks to the couch, sitting down, one arm thrown around the back as he motions you over to him with two fingers
He tells you to lay across his lap, ass up and he runs his fingers over the lacy material of your panties, ones hes gifted to you
ā€œShame I have to ruin these, they werent cheap.ā€
From there he rips them clean off, that or he will rip them clean off after hes done giving you the first part of your punishment
Either way that thin fabric will be shredded like paper in his hands
Then, his hand cracks down on your ass
A deep, dark chuckle leaves his lips when he hears you whine and yelp in pain
ā€œNow then baby, youā€™re going to count until 15 and thank me after each time yeah?ā€
ā€œYes sirā€
ā€œGood girl. Now countā€
And from there it begins. Him spanking your ass, leaving a pretty, cherry red, burning handprint and you counting, ā€œthank you sirā€ leaving your lips each and every time
However if you dont count or refuse to? He wont slap your ass, no no he will spank your clit instead and make you beg and plead for mercy
And he will laugh as tears well up in your pretty, glassy eyes only to fall over your lash line and drip down your cheeks
He cups your cheek with one of his hands, thumb rubbing away your tears before he makes you lick them off
ā€œPoor poor baby. Crying from the punishment you deserve huh? Well too bad weā€™re not done yet.ā€
After you manage to take all of the spankings he decides to give you, he will make you bounce on his cock as he relaxes, drinking some of his fine wine from a polished wine glass
He wont help you at all
If you want to cum you have to work for it and if you cant? Well thats not his problem now is it
If you were a good girl he would make your legs shake from fucking you so good and make you cum as much as he wants
But you decided to give him attitude so now youā€™ll have to make yourself cum from only riding his dick
And of course, you can only cum after he has cum inside of you
Its only fair, right?
ā€œHey dont fucking stop now. You wanted this cock so bad you acted like a damn slut in front of my boss so keep riding like the little whore you are.ā€
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