[ hair ] - for receiver to place lots of short, sweet, messy little kisses on the crown of senderâs hair
Gabriel chuckled and snuggled up to Sam as they cuddled on the couch. "Samshine, that tickles!" He exclaimed, leaning up to kiss his lips. He liked that his hunter was taller than him, especially at times like this.
Sam smiled, leaning into the kiss readily. âMm, I know you love when I play with your hair, and kisses, so...â he murmured into ear. kissing the back of it affectionately. His fingers ran through Gabrielâs soft hair, watching his partner blush under him.
[ hair ] - for receiver to place lots of short, sweet, messy little kisses on the crown of senderâs hair
Gabriel chuckled and snuggled up to Sam as they cuddled on the couch. "Samshine, that tickles!" He exclaimed, leaning up to kiss his lips. He liked that his hunter was taller than him, especially at times like this.
Sam smiled, leaning into the kiss readily. âMm, I know you love when I play with your hair, and kisses, so...â he murmured into ear. kissing the back of it affectionately. His fingers ran through Gabrielâs soft hair, watching his partner blush under him.
âLoki, thatâs me. Loki, the Light-Bringer, the misunderstood, the handsome and modest hero of this particular tissue of lies. The difference between a god and a demon is really only a matter of perspective.â - Joanne Harris, The Gospel of Loki.
âThat was the thing about Loki. You resented him even when you were at your most greatful, and you were greatful to him even when you hated him the most.â - Neil Gaiman, Norse Mythology.
Boss bitch. Queen. Muse.
Thank you @profoundalpacakitten for expert colour theoryâ¨
Hi itâs Violet and I had a very intrusive flashback earlier to one of my core traumas and I feel really nauseous. I think I need a lot of self care tonight.
// Having chronic pain flareups back to back and it hurts to even breathe. I just started fronting on my own because host is in too much pain to handle things right now.//
A person utterly self-reliant, and if they need others, itâs for their interest and whim alone. Someone charming, someone who gives others an image thatâs only one aspect of their entire beingâa being thatâs vast, that nobody has seen in completeness.
âI want you to leave marks on me. Marks from loving me too hard, from kissing me too hard, and holding me too hard. I want you to leave your handprint. I want your loving words to hit me hard. I want to feel your love on my skin.â
It was pretty slow at the shop most of the day, and Emmett considered closing early when he heard the door open. The customer had an intense aura around him and Emmett bristled for a moment before putting on his customer service mask. âHi, how are you today? Can I help you find something?â He asked in what he considered a fairly chipper voice. Something about him seemed eerily familiar but he couldnât figure out what it was.
Hi to my followers, I know itâs been a long time since I posted on here. I hope yâall are doing well! I want to start writing again for both the supernatural verse and the Loki MCU verse. Let me know if youâre interested! My inbox and DMs are open :)
Emmett was in his study, attempting to hone his teleportation magic. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a portal open, but this one didnât seem to be coming from his magic. Armed guards stepped through and he felt panic wash over him. What was going on? They were shouting at him and pointing strange weapons in his direction. A collar wrapped around his neck and he was transported to a place vaguely resembling a DMV, but with less people. âWe need to process this variant.â Emmett realized they were talking about him and he swallowed a lump in his throat. Over the years of practicing magic he had stumbled into some unsavory locations but nothing like this.There was another person being âprocessedâ with him in line, with dark, shoulder length hair. They seemed even more upset than him, actively struggling against the guards. Emmett tried to use his magic but the collar prevented him from doing anything. There was a screen explaining that he was in the TVA, or Time Variance Authority. What could he have done to get himself in this position? He took a deep breath, trying to assess the situation. Perhaps the other âvariantâ could be a potential ally to escaping?
Weâve been watching the new Loki series and realized weâd really like to roleplay within the MCU verse. It would be very fitting since my OC is a male witch with teleportation magic as a specialty. I imagine the TVA would consider him a variant to the timeline and bring him in, when he meets another variant, Loki! Is anyone interested in writing with my OC? His name is Emmett btw
CW mild dubcon elements (actively talk about consent throughout the story itâs mostly a power inbalance issue)Â explicit mention of genitalia and sexual acts, discussion of pregnancy, menstruation, swearingÂ
Also AN: I donât want this to be seen as like grossly fetishizing trans, gnc, intersex bodies, Iâm actually on the intersex spectrum due to my hormone levels (this is prior to HRT but has increased since starting on T at 18. I have a vagina and a uterus and I donât hate them even when I have bad period cramps and pregnancy scares because itâs like itâs just part of my body! I want the potential to carry children one day but I also love the idea of having my own decent sized penis. Iâve always been drawn to the idea of Hermaphrodite, especially in regards to how fluid my gender really is.
Also Faceclaim for Lucifer is the CW version from the show Lucifer, not Supernatural.
Also apologies for the Long Post Iâm gonna nest this shit under a Read More
  Luciferâs eyes darted down to see the obvious erection from his former employee. He felt a sense of guilt for having feelings for his employee, but now that he had no power over them in the job sense the morality of it became more grey and muddled. Ramiel had seemed, well, eager to bed him after their dinner and coming out to each other. How could he say no to that gorgeous Angel?Â
  Sure, he had fallen and grew antlers, but honestly they suited him. His transformation had been nothing but beautiful in his eyes. Ramiel was a blushing mess, but the bedroom eyes he was giving was enough to tilt him in favor of this new tryst. Well, honestly he had done this to himself by hiring the fallen angel as a personal assistant. They had been in close proximity for the past few months and the more they got to know one another the more they just clicked together with ease. Lucifer was, well, the King of Hell and Ramiel was a fallen watcher with a kind heart and warm amber eyes. Their wings were enchanting, they shifted between a blue jay pattern and the night sky depending on the time of day where they were. It wasnât just their appearance that allured him, but their loyalty and honesty, almost to a fault. They had expressed the desire to be a parent one day, even though that was never really something angels were allowed to do. There were times when Lucifer began to envision himself as the one to co-parent with them. Thatâs when he realized he couldnât keep working with the angel despite how damn good they were at the job. The curator job would be good for them, but now he had to find a new assistant and hope that they were as competent as Ramiel was and is. Right, back to the point already, there was a dick that was demanding his attention now. âOkay. Before we start anything I want to double-down that this is something you are not only okay with but are also enthusiastic about, I donât in any way want to take advantage of my former position over you.âÂ
Ramiel had a soft expression as he smiled, laughed a bit, then immediately apologized, âYes, I, enthusiastically consent. Sorry for my response I was just a bit embarrassed.â Lucifer returned the smile, swallowed the now not-so-big lump in his throat, and moved forward to kiss him for the second time that night. They had shared dinner and were now in his manor in the living room which was adorned with deep crimson furniture, including mahogany and cherry oak pieces. Ramiel melted into the kiss, decidedly wrapping their arms around the Devilâs neck. This felt so good, Their lips tasted like clover honey and ambrosia, and he wanted more, gently pressing his tongue past his lips before Ramielâs opened up and their tongue flicked over hesitantly before getting in a rhythm. Lucifer had plenty of sexual encounters in the past but this was the first that he really felt an attachment to his partner. The younger angel stopped and pulled their lips apart and Lucifer felt a sense of loss before their lips crashed into his neck, kissing him down by his crisp white collar. Their fingers moved swiftly to help him remove his tie, then unbutton his shirt, then, oh they were kissing down his chest. Now their fingers toyed with the waistband of his pants, he hadnât bothered with a belt that night. âMay I?â They asked, looking up at Lucifer from where they had left a kiss on his stomach.Â
âYes, please,â Lucifer bit his lip, itâs probably worth mentioning he had gone from semi-hard to fully hard pretty quickly. His suit pants felt like a prison despite how comfortable they usually were. Ramiel was quick to unbutton and unzip his trousers, giving them a gentle tug before they came crashing down to his ankles in a sad dark pile. Apparently his boxer briefs were now damp with precum much to his dismay, that wasnât quite how he wanted to present himself to Ramiel for the first time.Â
âHey itâs okay, Iâm pretty wet right now too,â Ramiel reassured, and Lucifer suddenly remembered that part of the reason they used gender neutral pronouns was because their vessel was what humans called a true hermaphrodite. A little bit of angelic grace later and they could theoretically carry or impregnate. They fed into Luciferâs own bi or pansexuality, and he had decided he was going to make them feel so loved and adored not in spite of their body but because of it. âSo, um, what kind of stuff were you wanting to do?âÂ
Lucifer considered it for a moment then caught a mischievous glint in his eyes. âOh I have a few ideas, how do you feel about er, vaginal penetration?âÂ
Ramiel responded better than he thought they would at the question, âI actually prefer it to anal, I donât get much dysphoria and honestly itâs more pleasurable for me.âÂ
The archangel pulled them in and kissed them on the lips again for a moment then moved to slip his hands to their leggings when it occurred to them both that they were still fully dressed from dinner. They both gave an awkward laugh and helped each other finish undressing completely. They were, well, stunning in the buff. They had done some paintings of Lucifer before that had been flattering, but now he had a strong desire for the androgynous angel to do a self-portrait in the nude. Their art was as beautiful as them, and he felt himself being overwhelmed by his adoration. âIâm gonna just do some foreplay with my fingers unless youâre comfortable with oral?â Lucifer met their gaze with an inquisitive look.
âIâm definitely not going to turn down some good head, show me what youâve got,â Ramiel had a light trill to their voice that was just so cute. He took this as a cue to guide his partner to the couch, laying them down and crawling on top of them so that they were on top of his legs and in a good position to go down on them.Â
âThis is it, this is the moment Iâve been secretly hoping would come since Iâve met them,â he thought before wrapping his lips around Ramielâs cock, which was, admittedly, bigger than his own. That was okay, size wasnât important, and Ramiel was still a bottom from what he could tell, though they could potentially be versatile,âI should probably ask about that at some point,â he thought as flicking his tongue over the tip and starting to move down the shaft which, fully hard was at least 10 inches from what he could tell. He got a few inches down, attempted to show off his deep throat skills but still had a few inches to go and he decided that would be an impossible feat if he didnât want to cause serious injuries from his horny escapade.Â
âRami, dear,â He spoke up, pulling his mouth off their cock with a wet noise.Â
âDeer, get it, like my deer antlers,â Ramiel joked, they often did that when they were in an unfamiliar setting and didnât know how else to react.Â
âYes, I suppose that too, but uh, I want to fuck you if youâre ready?â He now had his pointer and middle finger sliding into his dripping pussy. He waited for the confirmation before proceeding to finger them, spreading his fingers to stretch them out gently.Â
âI donât want to sound impatient but you can go ahead and put your dick in me if you feel satisfied with your foreplay,â Ramiel was blunt at times which was jarring at first but also endearing.Â
âGot it, yes,â He moved up, âUh I know I just sucked your dick but can I kiss you again?â Ramiel laughed a bit then nodded, kissing him as Lucifer positioned himself to enter for the very first time. He was actually kind of nervous, what if he didnât perform well? Had he gotten rusty? What if he couldnât actually satisfy his partner in a meaningful way. He dismissed the doubts before sliding into them with his already throbbing cock, slowly pushing in until there was too much resistance from their walls. âAhh, uh youâre tighter than I was expecting,â
âYeah, my vessel having high testosterone causes it, it can make penetration painful sometimes but now Iâm feeling just, uh hot and bothered and want to ride you for a while,âÂ
âOkay, Iâll see how long I can actually last cause I think I might soon be a goner,â
âThatâs okay it can be a quickie if thatâs what we need,â they had such a non-judgmental tone that was soothing. He started to slide back out before fully thrusting in, this time the momentum had propelled him deep enough to be fully in.Â
âAh, fuck, oh, mmnâ He murmured unintelligibly for a bit before allowing a moan to escape his lips. His right hand moved to play with their breasts, and his left was feeling up along their full thighs and hips. âYou feel so good, I could worship your body right now,â This sent a giddy excitement from the former secretary, and their thighs quivered from the sudden spasm. Lucifer recognized that feeling, they had just cum, this time he wasnât the one to finish first.Â
âWe can keep going until you finish I can have consecutive orgasms and all,â they said, almost as if they were bragging about it.
âGood because iâm not done making you see stars,â he teased before continuing his steady thrusts. He moved his hand to stroke their cock as they bounced on his own.
âYou feel so good, part of me wishes this had happened sooner,â Ramiel praised, making Luciferâs surprisingly small ego inflate a bit.Â
âMmhmm, Iâve been thinking about this since day one in all honesty.â He admitted, pausing his thrust half-way out. âIs that okay with you?â
âYeah, I mean, you canât help who youâre attracted to regardless of your relationship to them.âÂ
Lucifer nodded solemnly before returning to his rhythm, he was glad he thought to trim recently. Three orgasms from Ramiel later, Lucifer finally came hard and fast. Neither of them were concerned about the fact that he had just left them with a big cream pie. After the delirious sex-fueled heightened emotional state wore off they realized what had happened. âC-Can angels get pregnant?â Ramiel spoke up with a sight weariness to their voice.Â
âI... Iâm not entirely sure. Your vessel still has, well, human anatomy for the most part so... in theory, yes? Do you get periods?â Ramiel thought back to it then nodded. âThen, yeah I mean it is a possibility... What do you... what do you want to do if you get a little plus sign in a few days?âÂ
Ramiel felt like they had just been hit with an 18-wheeler full of emotion. âI, well, I want a child, you know, and I... I wouldnât mind it being with you if thatâs something you want.â Lucifer had been cleaning them up after their session and it was a while before he was able to speak.Â
âYou have no idea how happy that would make me, but I think that raising a child together would be easier if we were, well, also living together,âÂ
âYouâre asking me to move in?â They blinked, once, twice, then broke the gaze entirely. Ramiel wasnât the best at eye contact, but he didnât mind.Â
âI mean we already practically live together with how much we worked together... but yes,I think living with you would make me the happiest Devil. Sorry, I didnât want to be this, well, forward, I just, I really think I love you in a way Iâve never loved someone before and Iâm afraid I wonât have that again so Iâm taking this risk to pull you closer into my life...â He surprised himself with how honest and vulnerable he had just become but having someoneâs genitals in your mouth can do that to you. âBut that all hinges on you and what you want.â
âHow about a trial week and if I canât stand you by the end of it we can go from there?â They said, half jokingly.Â
âThat sounds fair, Iâll come by in the morning to help you move in your essentials?â Ramiel nodded and met his gaze once more before breaking into their infamous goofy smile that made his heart sing. âI love you, Bluebirdâ
push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise.
push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable.
get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else.
stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything.
buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice.
buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small.
strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full.
organise your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you donât want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle.
have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturiser, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck.
push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dogâs behaviour. realise you can learn from your dog.
message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you donât follow through. push yourself to follow through.
think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything.
become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends.
lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasnât a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you.
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