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Married to Michael Joseph Jackson spiritually and mentally💍✨️🤍

[hoe-4-ficitionalmen]

rewatching the michael jackson movie for the nth time

amazing movie. i feel like a female bird while i watch jaafar dance on stage

- @bluessmau

gurl, the best type of men in this world are the ones with zero fragile masculinity, long hair, nice dance moves, and a goofy loving loyal ass. And a nice booty. Thats why I say men should flirt like birds. Period 💯💅

[ooasissss]

꧁ 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⚜

(medieval au Shu aesthetic)

♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺♔༺ ((Since I’m currently watching game of thrones (for the second time lol), I got inspired to imagine the diaboys in a medieval or renaissance era setting, so I started with Shu. Since he’s already the heir, he’d obvsly be the crown prince in this setting, given he’s the eldest))

[dialoverswritesssx]

My two cents on dl fandom ( and the relationship dynamics between yui and all the diaboys )

( please don’t kill me this might turn into a long post I’ll try keep it short )

1.) There’s always a drive to find an absolute, not nuanced , not grey area , just absolutes, I think there could definitely be more tentative ways of describing things AND to always remember there’s a block button nearby

2.) there’s a difference between headcannon and cannon , just because YOU personally headcannon something doesn’t mean everyone has to like it , there should still be a certain amount of tolerance , just as there should be tolerance to any person of different belief . Also , headcannons always tend to be influenced by cannon

3.) within cannon there are always things that are either implied / heavily implied , it’s just a writing technique , all writers use it , and there can always be multiple meanings in a sentence , the author is never going to just say “ he was sad and he was also crying “ duh that’s boring

4.) outside of the cannon you can cross refrencing texts , especially other texts that influence the media you are reading , I’m talking about Diabolik lovers , dl obviously wasn’t the first vampire media ever created , none of their ideas are new and are heavily inspired by a quite a few different representations of vampires . Also , you should be able to draw upon other things such as references of philosophy or psychology , eg . Genesis

Yui and the diaboys relationship

( heavily shortened and broad spectrum to include all really )

People love a perfect victim , as in a victim that doesn’t react and sort of sits there and takes it , and in Yui’s case , relives the abuse through redemption

In multiple routes in dl , Yui isn’t the “ perfect victim “ , instead, reacting to her abuse ( aka reactive abuse )

This typically happens after the victim has been pushed to the limit by the abusive partner. It could happen after years of emotional abuse or gaslighting, or because of escalating physical or sexual abuse . I dont think anybody disagrees with the fact yui was abused , both by the church , her father and the diaboys

I’m bringing this up to say that comparing the abused to the abuser in any situation is strange , even swapping the genders and showing bias to your favourite diaboy is at minimum showing favouritism and max showing internalised misogyny

Dl was made for masochists and ‘ yes what do you expect attitude’ in surface level fine , it’s upto everyone to decide what media they consume , however you can still analyse and criticise that media , especially the characters in that media lol

If you are never in a situation of abuse , it’s always easy to say “ I would never do that “ , until you are in a situation of abuse

Although I do criticise the writers of dl a lot , I’ll give them merit on how Yui’s mind warps depending on whose route she’s in to survive , her options are quite literally “ fight or fawn “ otherwise she dies , she adapts to all environments really ( even on a side note if you factor in she’s had NO experience with anything outside the church , imagine if she did have a super volatile upbringing, she’d lowk be terrifying )

Calling her ‘ annoying’ of ‘ naive “ in parts is yes understandable, she’s dense at times , but at other times is heavily hinted that she’s just …playing dumb to survive / avoid something , if you can sympathise with any of the diaboys upbringing , then yui was litteraly groomed into being nothing but an innocent bride , as all the other brides before her who had to survive five nights at misogyny’s ( pretty pathetic in my opinion on the sakamaki part , your the strongest preying on the weakest and then complaining about it but I could make a whole separate post on that )

There is no diaboy “ worse “ than another , they are all equally as bad , your favs prolly depend on what you deem ‘ acceptable’ or even just don’t like their design / voice / interests and that’s all valid ( eg I can’t sit through kanatos routes he just pmo )

The dl fandom has a range of ages really just remember be kind and don’t take things personally, and at the same time , people (sometimes! ) genuinely have a strong bias to their diaboy and try go through loopholes to justify their actions , usually I just use those 4 as a guide to : is this post helpful? Does it make sense ? Does it make me laugh a little ? or ……is this post really strange and weird? Does it make me uncomfortable? Does it have undertones of hate ? This works for most fandoms lol and remember that online spaces are to have fun and build community !

[agustdeeznuts-7]

“Let’s bring back bullying!” what about their mother crying because she doesn’t know how to tell her daughters they were both nominated for virgin at 30 for their formal?

“Let’s bring back bullying!” what about everyone in their class laughing at them for trying to defend themselves?

“Let’s bring back bullying!” what about their friends lying to them for years about scary things being at a Halloween disco so they wouldn’t go but when they decide to go for the last year their friends weren’t even there?

“Let’s bring back bullying!” what about their friends backing away from them after telling them about a new interest?

“Let’s bring back bullying!” what about being called slurs for having short hair and wearing trousers at school?

[firespawn]

Male celebrities that I think look like Anne Rice vampires.

[hoe-4-ficitionalmen]

I think the dl boys would look or have features of these actors

[orangecatauthor]

please a fic of reader x michael at the grammys with their 2 year old son named miles. just something really cutesie.

btw i love your writing

His baby || Michael jackson x Wife! Reader ||

The flashing camera lights at the Grammys usually felt overwhelming, but tonight, they completely faded into the background. You looked down at your two-year-old son, Miles, who looked incredibly sharp in his miniature black tuxedo, complete with a tiny silk bowtie that matched his father’s.

Michael stood right beside you, his hand securely resting on the small of your back. He was beaming with pride, though his attention was only half on the red-carpet reporters and entirely on the toddler wiggling between you two.

"Look at all the pretty lights, Miles," Michael whispered softly, bending down so his signature curls brushed against your shoulder.

Miles pointed a tiny, chubby finger toward a massive camera crane. "Big swing, Daddy!" he cheered, his small voice carrying over the crowd noise.

Michael let out his soft, melodic laugh, completely melting into his dad role. He instantly knelt on the carpet, entirely unbothered by the fact that he was wearing a custom-tailored suit. "It does look like a big swing, applehead. But we stay right here with Mommy, okay?"

A bold reporter stepped forward, thrusting a microphone slightly closer. "Michael! Over here! Is Miles going to follow in his father's musical footsteps tonight?"

Before Michael could answer, Miles took matters into his own hands. Hearing his name, the toddler stepped right up to the foam-covered microphone. He gripped it with both hands and gave it a loud, wet kiss, followed by a high-pitched, "Hee-hee!"

The entire press line erupted into a collective, adoring gasp.

Michael’s eyes went wide before he threw his head back, laughing warmly. He pulled Miles up into his arms, pressing a loving kiss right onto the toddler's chubby cheek while looking over at you with pure, unfiltered happiness.

"I think he's already stealing my spotlight," Michael joked into the microphone, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he looked at you. You reached over, wiping a bit of stray toddler drool from Michael’s lapel, laughing as the three of you walked into the main venue, completely wrapped up in your own perfect little world.

Michael settled back into his seat inside the crowded auditorium, carefully shifting Miles on his lap. The dazzling stage lights danced across the rows of celebrities, and the loud music filled the massive room. Miles, however, was quickly losing interest in the performances. He began to squirm, his tiny tuxedo trousers rustling as he twisted around to look at the open aisle beside your seats.

"Down," Miles announced, tugging firmly on the satin lapel of Michael's jacket. "Down, Daddy. Walk."

Michael offered a gentle, sympathetic smile, wrapping his arms a bit tighter around the toddler's waist. "Not right now, applehead. There are too many people walking around. Stay with Daddy."

But Miles was determined. He let his legs go completely limp, trying to slide straight through Michael's grip like water, his little shiny dress shoes tapping against the floor. "Want walk! Look at lights!" he insisted, pointing a chubby finger toward the glowing neon exit sign near the back.

You leaned over, brushing a stray curl away from Miles's forehead. "Miles, honey, we have to sit for just a little longer. Look at the big stage!"

Miles puckered his bottom lip into a dramatic pout, looking directly at Michael with wide, pleading eyes. He knew exactly how to work his charms. He reached up, patting Michael’s cheek with a tiny hand. "Please, Daddy? Just a little bit?"

Michael sighed, completely defeated by his son's puppy-dog expression. He looked over at you, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "Just right here in our row," Michael conceded softly. "Hold my hand, okay?"

Michael carefully lowered Miles onto his feet in the narrow space between the seats. The moment his tiny shoes touched the floor, Miles let out a triumphant giggle. He didn't try to run; instead, he proudly marched back and forth in a three-foot line, tightly holding onto Michael’s index finger with one hand and your hand with the other.

Every few steps, he would stop, look up at the massive stage, bounce on his heels, and look back at Michael to make sure his dad was watching his very important walk. Michael just beamed, entirely distracted from the actual award show, content to just watch his son rule his own miniature red carpet.

Miles’s proud little march didn't stay a secret for long. A few artists in the rows nearby noticed the tiny toddler in the miniature tuxedo pacing back and forth, and they couldn't help but smile. Prince, sitting just a few seats away, caught sight of the display and offered a rare, amused smirk, nodding in approval.

Suddenly, a group of fans in the lower tier of the arena spotted Miles bouncing on his heels. Someone shouted, "Go Miles!"

Within seconds, a small pocket of the crowd picked up on it, turning it into a rhythmic, loud chant: "Miles! Miles! Miles!"

Miles froze, his big eyes going completely wide as he realized the voices were calling out to him. Instead of being scared, his face lit up with pure, unadulterated joy. He began to bounce up and down furiously, his tiny shiny shoes squeaking against the floor.

"They know me!" he squealed, his voice a pitch-perfect pip of excitement. He let out a loud, bubbly giggle, turning in a circle while still holding tightly to Michael's hand.

The crowd erupted into cheers and laughter at his reaction. Hearing the crowd's energy, Miles started clapping his own chubby hands together, letting out happy, high-pitched squeals that echoed right along with the music playing in the auditorium.

Michael tried to maintain a cool exterior, but he was absolutely melting. He leaned down, scooping a laughing, squealing Miles up into his arms to give him a big swing through the air. Michael looked out at the cheering section, flashing his brilliant, famous smile and waving his son's tiny hand toward the crowd to say thank you.

"You're a rockstar, applehead," Michael whispered against Miles's hair, laughing as the toddler buried his face in Michael's neck, still giggling uncontrollably from the sudden stardom.

The sudden wave of excitement finally began to pass, leaving Miles yawning widely as the chanting faded away. Michael carefully sat back down in his plush auditorium chair, settling the sleepy toddler onto his lap once more.

But Miles was finished with sitting still on his own. He twisted his little body around, his heavy eyelids fluttering as he reached his chubby arms out across the armrest toward you. "Mommy," he murmured, his voice tiny and thick with exhaustion. "Want Mommy."

"Come here, my sweet boy," you whispered, leaning over to gently scoop him from Michael’s arms.

The moment Miles was in your lap, he let out a long, contented sigh. He curled his small legs up against your side and buried his face right into the crook of your neck, resting his heavy head completely against your shoulder. One of his tiny hands tightly gripped the fabric of your dress, while the other instinctively reached back out to find his dad.

Michael smiled tenderly, reaching over to wrap his large, warm hand over Miles’s small one, anchoring the three of you together. He leaned in close, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, then another to the top of Miles's curly head.

"He's completely worn out," Michael whispered, his voice incredibly soft against the background noise of the stage. He kept his hand resting over yours on the toddler's back, gently rubbing slow, soothing circles.

With the loud music and bright lights still swirling around the massive arena, Miles felt completely safe. Wrapped securely in your arms, listening to the familiar sound of his father's quiet voice nearby, his breathing slowed to a deep, rhythmic pace, and he drifted fast asleep right on your shoulder.

An award presenter stepped up to the microphone, announcing that Michael was up next to close out the show. Michael gave your hand a firm, loving squeeze and pressed a quick kiss to your cheek. He carefully stood up, smoothing down his jacket, and headed backstage to prepare for his big performance.

A few minutes later, the arena lights dimmed completely, replaced by a single, powerful spotlight on the main stage. The iconic, opening synth chords of "Man in the Mirror" began to echo through the massive speakers.

You leaned down close to the toddler snoring softly against your neck. "Miles," you whispered, gently brushing a soft curl off his forehead. "Miles, sweetie, wake up... Daddy is performing."

Miles stirred, letting out a tiny, groggy whine before blinking his heavy eyes open. He rubbed his face against your shoulder, but the moment he heard his father's unmistakable voice ring out across the auditorium, his head snapped toward the stage.

There Michael and Miles’s sleepy eyes widened. A huge, bright smile spread across his face, and he clapped his hands together once, completely entranced. He watched happily, leaning back against your chest, though his eyelids were still visibly heavy and drooping from exhaustion.

As the song neared its powerful, choir-backed climax, Michael spun around, capturing the energy of the entire room. Right before the final big note, he locked eyes with your row. With a brilliant, knowing smile, Michael extended his arm and pointed a single gloved finger directly at Miles.

Miles let out a delighted, breathless giggle, his chest rising and falling as he tucked his chin into his tuxedo collar shyly. He pointed his own tiny finger back at the stage, utterly mesmerized by his dad, fighting sleep just to watch him shine.

Tag list: @ambercraft09 @missharper33 @kazustqrzz @sadieisagoodgirl @bevellin777 @crossxskies

Thank you for supporting my writing! Mwah thank you for the request angel!

I KNOW ITS SHORT BUT I GOT INSPIRED BY A MOMENT SO QUICKLY I HAD TO TYPE IT DOWN FAST!!! Prince and Michael inspired this moment just a collective moment 😭🫪

[girlymoviegal]

[luna18night20]

🩸𝐃𝐋 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤)

The third day of Special Event Week and this time we will spend the day with our Sakamaki brothers from the anime/game Diabolik Lovers. Honestly, I'm really surprised by how consistent I've been with this 100-followers special. Maybe I'll do a Smut Week for 200 followers? That would be a good idea. You can write me what you think about this idea.

⚠️ well... probably no warnings, except the Sakamakis have a hard time falling in love, duh

❤ 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

❤ Ayato falls in love completely by accident.

❤ At first, he only wants your attention.

♦He teases you.

♦Calls you names.

♦Challenges you.

❤ He expects you to give up and worship him because, obviously, he's "Ore-sama."

❤ But then something unexpected happens.

❤ You didn't give up.

♦You argue back.

♦You laugh at his ridiculous ego.

♦You refuse to be intimidated.

❤ And somehow...

❤ He starts looking for you.

❤ If something funny happens, he wants to tell you.

❤ If he wins, he wants you to see it.

❤ If he gets hurt, he wants you nearby.

❤ Ayato realizes he's in love the first time he feels jealous.

❤ Not because someone touched you.

❤ Because someone made you laugh harder than he could.

❤ It drives him absolutely insane.

❤ Once he accepts his feelings, he's very affectionate.

❤ Expect surprise hugs.

❤ Forehead kisses and passionate kisses.

❤ And constant demands for your attention.

"You're mine, got it? So stop making my heart race like that."

💛 𝐒𝐡𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

💛 Shu falls in love slowly. Very slowly.

💛 At first, he barely notices you.

💛 Then he notices that he doesn't mind when you're sitting beside him while he listens to music.

💛 He doesn't mind when you read quietly.

💛 He doesn't mind when you gently wake him up.

💛 For Shu, comfort is love. Let's be honest, Shu hasn't had it easy. Because of his mother, he didn't have a proper childhood, he lost a best friend, and his own brother despises him.

💛 He starts letting you borrow his headphones.

💛 He falls asleep with his head resting against your shoulder.

💛 He trusts you enough to be vulnerable.

💛 And that means everything. After years of living closed off and separated from the world, not giving a damn about anything, he finally felt alive again.

💛 The moment Shu realizes he's in love is when he has a nightmare...

...and the first person he wants to see is you.

💛 He'll never make a dramatic confession.

💛 Instead, one lazy afternoon, he'll simply say:

"Stay here... I sleep better when you're around."

💙 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐣𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

💙 Reiji fights his feelings.

💙 He believes love is distracting, iIllogical and inconvenient.

💙 He tells himself that you're simply a pleasant companion.

💙 But it also seems that Reiji thinks someone might not love him and choose Shu over him. As a child, Reiji spent years being treated like air, without attention or love, with Shu receiving all the attention.

💙 Then he notices that his tea somehow tastes better when you're there.

💙 He remembers your favorite desserts or meals.

💙 He starts buying books because he thinks you'll enjoy them.

💙 He finds himself smiling and that terrifies him.

💙 Reiji falls in love through admiration.

💙 Your intelligence, kindness and patience with him.

💙 He finally understands that love isn't weakness. It's trust.

💙 His confession would be elegant and sincere.

"I had not intended for my heart to choose anyone... yet it chose you."

💚 𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

💚 Laito hides behind flirting, jokes and smiles.

💚 He acts like nothing matters.

💚 But the more he loves someone, the more scared he becomes.

💚 Because real feelings mean he can lose them.

💚 Besides, Laito has never experienced true love, and it's because of his mother. His mother twisted his mind, making him think love is just sex.

💚He falls in love with someone who sees through the masks.

💚 Someone who understands that his laughter isn't always happiness.

💚 For the first time, he doesn't want to play games.

💚 He wants honesty, safety and affection.

💚 His flirting slowly becomes genuine.

💚 His smiles become softer.

💚 He starts asking if you've eaten.

💚 If you're tired.

💚 If you're happy.

💚 One night, he'll quietly hold your hand and whisper:

"Maybe... I finally found someone who accepts all of me."

💜 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

💜 Kanato doesn't understand love at first.

💜 He thinks love means never leaving.

💜 Never changing.

💜 Never being abandoned.

💜 He falls for someone who stays.

💜 Someone who doesn't run away from his fears.

💜 Who talks to Teddy.

💜 Who sings with him.

💜 Who gently comforts him during his darkest moments.

💜 Little by little, he starts trusting you.

💜 You become his safe place.

💜 He learns that love doesn't have to be frightening.

💜 And while he can still be possessive, his affection becomes surprisingly sweet.

💜 He'll make desserts with you.

💜 Share his favorite sweets.

💜 And quietly fall asleep beside you.

"Promise... you'll stay forever?"

🤍 𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

🤍 Subaru hates getting close to people.

🤍 He thinks he'll only hurt them.

🤍 So when he starts caring about you, he avoids you.

🤍 He becomes awkward.

🤍 Quiet.

🤍 Embarrassed.

🤍 But he can't stay away.

🤍 He notices when you're sad.

🤍 He protects you without asking.

🤍 He waits until you get home safely.

🤍 Subaru falls in love because you never ask him to become someone else.

🤍 You accept him.

🤍 His strength.

🤍 His fears.

🤍 His loneliness.

🤍 His confession would probably happen by accident.

🤍 In the middle of an argument.

"I only worry because... because I love you, okay?!"

🤍 And then he'd immediately want to disappear from embarrassment.

[otakudragones]

Laito Sakamaki

As a Boyfriend

• At first, it’s teasing. A lot of teasing. He calls you "Little Kitten," "Bitch-chan," or some silly nickname to fluster you.

• But there’s a shift. When he’s serious, his eyes soften, and the teasing becomes gentle.

• He watches you more than he touches you — observing everything about your body language.

• Is scarily intuitive: knows when you’re lying, when you’re sad, when you need quiet.

• He’ll flirt with others to get your attention, but if you genuinely look hurt — he stops immediately.

• Laito shows love through attention: he remembers your favorite book, the way you hold your cup, what songs calm you down.

• The moment you show him consistent care, he becomes possessive, but in a “I’ll follow you to the ends of the Earth” kind of way.

Imagine:

You fall asleep while reading.

Laito covers you with his coat, kneels beside the couch, and whispers:

—How unfair… you're even more beautiful when you're unaware.

As a Husband

• He’s surprisingly domestic — loves brushing your hair, folding clothes with you, walking barefoot through the house late at night.

• Cooks only occasionally, but when he does, it’s absurdly good.

• Still flirts, but it’s softer now — more “you’re my everything” than “I’m trying to get in your head.”

• Will randomly appear behind you and hug you with a smirk:—Did you miss me, wife-chan? I missed you terribly.

• Gets genuinely scared when you're upset with him — he hates rejection more than anything.

• He listens. Like, really listens. He remembers conversations from months ago.

• Will literally sleep on the floor outside your bedroom door if you kick him out.

Imagine:

You come home late, tired.

He kisses your hand and says,

—Welcome back to my arms, where you belong.

As a Father

• Laito as a dad is complicated. He never imagined himself as one, but… once it happens, he’s obsessed.

• He spoils the kid rotten, but also makes sure they know when he’s being serious.

• Reads them gothic fairytales in a dramatic voice, voices included.

• Super affectionate. The type of dad who kisses his kid on the forehead and calls them “little star.”

• Protective to a fault — heaven help anyone who threatens his child.

• Keeps little mementos — locks of hair, drawings, tiny socks.

• May cry the first time they call him “papa.”

Mini Scene:

Child: “Why do you always call me your star?”

Laito: “Because you were born in the dark… and you shine even brighter.”

In General

• Loving Laito means accepting the thorns with the rose.

• He will test you, push you, even hurt you emotionally (sometimes unintentionally)… but if you stay — if you really see him — he becomes deeply devoted.

• Will call you “his” a hundred times a day — not out of ownership, but fear.

• Being loved by Laito is chaotic, healing, overwhelming, and intoxicating.

• He becomes soft in private, laying his head on your chest like a lost child, whispering,

—Don’t leave. Please don’t leave.

Mini One-Shot: “The Real Him”

It was storming.

You found him on the balcony, drenched, eyes vacant.

—Laito, come inside.

—Do you think I’m disgusting?

You blinked.

He smiled. Not his usual grin — something broken.

—If you do… it’s okay. I just want you to lie to me.

You walked forward, held his face.

—I love you. I don’t have to lie.

He collapsed into your arms, trembling.

—I… really didn’t think someone like you existed.

Traducción

Como Novio

• Al principio es solo juego. Mucho coqueteo. Te llama “gatita”, “Bitch-chan” o algún apodo raro solo para incomodarte.

• Pero cuando se pone serio… sus ojos se suavizan, y las bromas se vuelven ternura.

• Te observa más de lo que te toca — nota cada gesto tuyo, cada cambio.

• Es peligrosamente intuitivo: sabe cuándo mientes, cuándo estás triste, cuándo solo quieres silencio.

• Puede coquetear con otros solo para provocar celos, pero si realmente te hiere, lo deja al instante.

• Demuestra amor con atención: recuerda tus libros favoritos, cómo tomas tu taza, qué canciones te tranquilizan.

• Si ve que lo cuidas de forma constante, se vuelve posesivo. Del tipo que cruzaría el mundo por ti.

Imagina:

Te quedas dormida leyendo.

Laito te cubre con su abrigo, se arrodilla a tu lado y susurra:

—Qué injusto… eres aún más hermosa cuando no te das cuenta.

Como Esposo

• Sorprendentemente hogareño. Le encanta cepillarte el cabello, doblar la ropa contigo, caminar descalzo por la casa en la madrugada.

• Cocina de vez en cuando, pero cuando lo hace… lo hace perfecto.

• Aún coquetea, pero ahora es más suave, más “eres mi todo” que “quiero jugar contigo”.

• Aparece de repente para abrazarte desde atrás con una sonrisa pícara:—¿Me extrañaste, esposa-chan? Yo a ti, terriblemente.

• Se asusta de verdad cuando estás molesta con él — teme al rechazo más que a nada.

• Te escucha. De verdad. Recuerda cosas que dijiste hace meses.

• Si lo echas de la habitación, dormirá afuera de la puerta sin quejarse.

Imagina:

Llegas tarde, agotada.

Él te besa la mano y dice:

—Bienvenida de nuevo a mis brazos. Tu verdadero hogar.

Como Padre

• Ser papá no era algo que imaginaba, pero cuando sucede… se vuelve loco de amor.

• Mima demasiado al niño, pero también le pone límites con ternura.

• Le lee cuentos góticos con voces teatrales.

• Súper afectuoso. Es el tipo de papá que da besitos en la frente y llama a su hijo “estrellita”.

• Protege con fiereza — que nadie se atreva a tocar a su hijo.

• Guarda recuerdos pequeñitos — dibujos, mechones de cabello, calcetines diminutos.

• Puede llorar la primera vez que le digan “papá”.

Mini escena:

Hijo: “¿Por qué siempre me llamas tu estrella?”

Laito: “Porque naciste en la oscuridad… y brillas más que nadie.”

En General

• Amar a Laito es amar la rosa, pero también sus espinas.

• Te probará, te retará… incluso te herirá sin querer. Pero si te quedas, si realmente lo ves como es… te será leal hasta el alma.

• Te llamará “mía” mil veces al día — no por posesión, sino por miedo.

• Su amor es caótico, sanador, abrumador… adictivo.

• En privado, se vuelve suave. Apoya su cabeza en tu pecho como un niño perdido y susurra:—No te vayas. Por favor, no te vayas.—

Mini One-Shot: “Él, de verdad”

Llovía fuerte.

Lo encontraste en el balcón, empapado, con la mirada vacía.

—Laito, entra.

—¿Crees que soy repugnante?

Parpadeaste.

Sonrió. No su sonrisa habitual, sino una rota.

—Si lo crees… está bien. Solo quiero que me mientas.

Caminaste hacia él, tomaste su rostro.

—Te amo. No necesito mentir.

Se derrumbó en tus brazos, temblando.

—Jamás pensé que alguien como tú pudiera existir…

[hoe-4-ficitionalmen]

i could be wrong...

but it looks like you like michael jackson

(me too. i watched the movie three times in theaters.)

- @bluessmau

OMG how'd you know?! Jk jk Like he's literally my only celeb real life crush and standard that I believe all men should follow 💯❤️🥹

Hes just an amazing man. Screw all the women (looking at you diana and lisa marie) who used him except the ones who genuinely cared about him.

[mikaylajacksonnn]

we can all agree this was one of his finest eras .

his afro sits like a halo, like he’s genuinely an angel

[redemptioninthe4ethers]

Unanimously, actually!

[tabloidangel]

the voice, the voiceeeee. what’s all that you got mikey baby??

prettygirldaydreams on TikTok

[hoe-4-ficitionalmen]

Gimme all that you got baby ❤️😘

[flipchild]

[koripasta]

Okay Yuma.

[firespawn]

This is how I imagine the Sakamaki brother vampires would look in real life.

— while technically Japanese, their features are westernized. They have different mothers and speak different languages, so I imagine them as a diverse family: some are fully Asian, some are mixed race, but all are handsome!

[thememedaddy]

[gothyscotty]

Hating on Yui Komori is crazy. In a franchise FILLED with messed up vampires you are choosing to hate on the 17 year old girl who is literally a victim to those said vampires that you baby the fuck out of.

[itzrococo]

SAY IT FUCKING LOUDER

[belovedren]

#𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐁 🦁

Here are 10 fun facts of lion beastmen not to mention having Leona kingscholar as your husband

Now, hush little baby, don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up, little lady, I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night

Leona kingscholar x reader ( Twisted wonderland )

I wanna do other characters fun facts.

FUN FACT 1# : Baby lions are totally dependent on their mothers for food and protection during the first few months.

No matter where you go or what you do, the cub would love to be by your side. Even if Leona wants to take them away so that you can have your alone time, the cub would screech and cry every time they are taken from your embrace. It will clings to you 24/7, the cub simply has a sense of knowing who is holding them–if it's not you then they will cry until it's back into their mothers arm.

FUN FACT 2# : cubs are born blind and without teeth.

You are originally worried when finding about them being blind but Leona says that it's normal for lion cubs to be born blind so at least that gives you reassurance, you often worry about the smallest things–afraid it might affect the child but when they finally open their eyes, you are so to see your baby eyes.

FUN FACT 3# : cubs have spots on their coats that act as camouflage

You would be gushing over how small and cute your cube is, like who wouldn't... Well Leona but he expresses his love in a nonchalant way or simply teasing about the cub being ugly when they cry its all fun and games until he realizes that the cub is his own son. Leona would be overprotective about you and his cub, making sure they are wearing a sound proof headset even though it is quiet–he simply doesn't trust others with his child.

FUN FACT 4# : Lionesses leave the pride and give birth to their lion babies in dense bush

Even though when you are giving birth, Leona was told to wait outside but unfortunately giving birth to a beastmen as powerful as him was a painful experience and throughout the entire time you were calling out his name. Leona almost turned an advisor to sand if it weren't for his brother intervening and letting him go inside, he immediately went towards your side and held your hand through the process.

FUN FACT 5# : Lion cubs spend up to 20 hours of the day sleeping or resting

Your cub and Leona both share the same hobbies, sleeping of course. Leona would often place the cub in his chest while holding in, even though he may be asleep the slightest movement from the cub would immediately get him to open his eyes as well as making sure they don't fall or someone tried to pry them to the cub of his hands. Leona would send a glare towards anybody who would wake them up, the only exception is you.

FUN FACT 6# : mothers keep their cubs hidden away from the pride and predators.

When Leona's family finds out he has met the laugh of his life at NRC, their jaws would drop. Felena is honestly quite excited to meet the human who has shaken his brother's cold heart into a soft lion, Leona doesn't like his brother's enthusiasm. This case becomes in the spotlight because, Leona doesn't want anyone to hold the cub. The only people who are the exception are Cheka supervise or neiji.

FUN FACT 7# : Lion cubs spend most of their day playing

Your cub is energetic as heck, they will not stop moving around. Cheka is so happy to play with the cub because they match their energy, neiji would remark on how identical the cub was with Leona when he was younger. Leona is often the victim of your cub endless pursuit of games, the child is basically glued to his side after they learn to walk and now the cub prefers to be in Leona side over you–which is something Leona would tease about.

FUN FACT 8# : Cubs grow baby teeth while they are very young.

They are bitter for sure, chewing and munching on anything for no apparent reason. The mid wives would say that it's normal for this age to bite as a way to stimulate their bite, the cub would bite on anything even on your hand. Leona seems to not mind though, but... He was obligated to act hurt when the cub decided him as his next prey–saying that it was a good way to practice hunting.

FUN FACT 9# : Lion babies first start to eat meat at about three months old

Originally you didn't get used to it, but I guess it's normal for cubs to eat meat even when they are young. During your pregnancy, Leona would not let anyone approach you–he is overprotective. He would often put his head near the bump and would whisper and talk towards it as if the cub was listening, felena is grateful for how you change his brother as well as excited to finally having a niece/nephew. Cheka mother or Leona sister in law has been nothing but a big help during the pregnancy giving you tips as well as pep talking Leona, meanwhile Cheka would go visit you to hear the bump everyday.

FUN FACT 10# : Lions are the only known cat species where individuals roar together.

The cub arrival was a big celebration for the people at sunset savanna, to be honest when the prince came back from his studies oversees everyone did not expect to bring back a mate. But hey, there is a first for everything. Leona is smug showing his family off to others, as well as enjoying his family members shock. What matters most to him is you and his cub being in good health and are fine, sure he loves the shock expression from others but... What matters is you being there with him, you make him feel completed and now you just make it more.

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