Bestie hehe whose pullout game is worst and whose is best out of the characters Evan plays???
the evans + their pullout game !
ft. tate langdon ‧ kit walker ‧ kyle spencer ‧ jimmy darling ‧ james patrick march ‧ kai anderson ‧ peter maximoff ‧ colin zabel — nsfw ; MDNI 18+
a/n: hey bestie i love your mind
TATE LANGDON . (3/10)
his intentions are good. his execution? terrible. pull-out game is WEAK purely due to incompetence.
“fuck—wait, wait.. shit, i was supposed to-”
feels guilty as hell afterward. “you don’t think i did it on purpose, right? you believe me, don’t you?”
KIT WALKER . (2/10)
kit TRIES to be responsible. really, he does. but he’s also a man who fucks deep and loves even deeper.
a very passionate lover and in the heat of the moment, he forgets everything else.
honestly, he doesn’t even try that hard.
if you reminded him, he’d listen. but if you didn’t? yeah, he’s finishing inside.
if you got pregnant, he’d step up immediately. pullout game is terrible but he’s a great dad.
pre death .ᐟ KYLE SPENCER . (10/10)
doesn’t take risks; he’s got a good head on his shoulders.
his timing and self control are actually great. the pull-out game is strong with this one.
even before he met you, kyle doesn’t sleep around like most of his frat brothers, even though he totally could.
JIMMY DARLING . (6/10)
jimmy knows he can’t afford to be reckless. he’s working in a freak show—not exactly the best place to raise a kid.
he also worries about passing on his ectrodactyly. even though you tell him constantly that it doesn’t matter.
most of the time, he cums on your tits or ass.
but when he’s drunk, he’s super impulsive, emotional. all self control flies out the window.
if you got knocked up, he’d have a mini breakdown and go on a two day bender but would also step up.
he will also propose immediately (after he gets his shit together)
JAMES PATRICK MARCH . (10/10)
he is nothing if not disciplined.
if james ever decided to give you an heir, that decision was made long before the act.
lowkey has reservations because of bartholomew.
⟢ cult leader .ᐟ KAI ANDERSON . (0/10)
kai never pulls out. he never intended to in the first place.
at first, he’ll act like it was an accident—for the purpose of plausible deniability. he’ll moan about how tight you are, how good you feel, and then when it happens:
“fuck—couldn’t help it. you feel too good, baby.” he’s fake guilty, kissing your shoulder, murmuring “next time i’ll pull out, promise.”
next time never came. (but he did. inside you) at some point, he just stopped pretending.
“this is how it’s supposed to be. why would i waste it anywhere but inside you?”
if you tell him you’re not ready for kids, he’ll say “women are biologically wired to want children. you’re just brainwashed by feminism.” (i hate this guy)
0/10 cos he’s actively TRYING to fail.
if you got pregnant? he’d be ecstatic.
PETER MAXIMOFF . (5/10)
thinks he has great control, but he really, really doesn’t.
he’ll pull out last second. but he cuts it close EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
sometimes he miscalculates timing.
“uh. okay, okay—don’t freak out, but I MAY have just—wait, are you on the pill?”
COLIN ZABEL . (9/10)
very responsible. colin respects boundaries and never pressures you into risky sex. always wears condoms unless you explicitly ask not to.
“you sure? ‘cause, uh, i got condoms—like, a lot. not a weird amount, just… y’know, normal.”
lowkey wants to have kids with you… but suppresses the “selfish” fantasy.
his one weakness? when he’s tipsy.
the one time you were both drunk, making out on the couch, which led to hot and sloppy sex. you felt so good and he was so lost in it, and then—
“oh, shit.”
immediate panic. full-body guilt. buys you plan b, also flowers and coffee because he feels guilty.
overall he’s very reliable, just that one slip-up.
Characters : Tate Langdon ★ Kit Walker ★ Kyle Spencer (frat! & franken!) ★ Jimmy Darling ★ James Patrick March ★ Kai Anderson ★ Austin Sommers ★ Warren Lipka ★ Peter Maximoff ★ Colin Zabel ★ Cooper Day ★ Julian Dillinger
CW : mentions/allusions to sex but nothing descriptive, mentions of smoking & marijuana
A/N : English isn't my first language, feel free to correct any errors although this has been proofread. Feel free to suggest characters to add and I might edit them in. This one was fun to write despite the amount of characters. Enjoy!
★··»—›Tate Langdon
technically he doesn’t sleep, or need to
but he’ll still pretend he can if you wanna sleep with him
even if it’s him essentially lying there with his eyes closed and trying to keep his mind blank
there’s a good chance that the second you’re asleep he’ll just open his eyes and watch you though, thinking about you keeps the visions away
in terms of position, I think it’s needless to say he’d rather be held
whether you’re spooning him or holding him against you with his head on your chest, he’s happy
Tate seems like one of those people who sleep fully clothed, jeans on and all, biggest favor he’ll do you is take his shoes off if you ask
since he isn’t really asleep you don’t need to worry about noises or him moving, apparently with being dead you learn to stay still for long amounts of time
good chance he’ll pretend to still be asleep when you wake up and then coincidentally open his eyes within a couple of minutes and stir as if he needs a good stretch
if he does “wake up” first, he’ll be staring at you and smiling, and honestly it looks too sweet to be creepy (even if it slightly is), he might even say he dreamed about you just for the hell of it because he would if he could.
★··»—›Kit Walker
it’s not like you need to ask, if you’re with him you most likely already are married (or he plans to marry you if not) and live in his house
sleeping next to you is about as natural as breathing to him
such a large bed just so you can both be stuck to each other in the middle
unless you like your space or are the type to move a lot, he’ll usually sling an arm around your torso and pull you against him, head against his chest and all
it feels like a protective position and he likes that
he’s definitely sleeping in his white briefs and wifebeater, at most if it’s cold he might wear one of those classic flannel pants and button up PJs
besides you keep each other warm enough usually
he doesn’t move too much except on the rare occasion he’s getting a nightmare about briarcliff or the aliens
those nightmares usually wake him up anyway and he’ll get up to have a smoke outside the house before coming back to sleep and hold you a little tighter
if he wakes up before you (probably for work) he’ll kiss your forehead and reluctantly let go of you to start his day (with an effort to be extra quiet)
when he leaves early, if anything needs to be reminded for the day he’ll leave a note on the fridge with quick love you and a hastily drawn heart
on weekend mornings if you sleep in, the kids might join you and slide between you while trying to keep their giggles quiet
which delays getting up even more
he keeps telling them they gotta grow out of that but makes absolutely no effort to put it in practice
they probably will someday but for now just let them be kids and sleep in a little longer
★··»—›Frat!Kyle Spencer
you’ll probably be the one asking the first time and it would preferably be at your place because he isn’t so comfortable even having you over at his mother’s house or the frathouse
but it’ll be a very enthusiastic (secretly apprehensive) yes like a kid having their first sleepover
he was actually so nervous he didn’t sleep very well the first time but pretended like it was just the new environment—which is half correct and dismiss it as fine
at first he was a little hesitant with physical contact but eased into it over the nights (process is sped up if you initiated)
in fact now the default position is kind of all over each other, mutual holding
it’s not a very specific position, he doesn’t care
but he has a particularly soft spot for having you on his chest with one hand cradling your head and the other on your lower back while you have your arms around his back or neck
it’s comfortable, it’s safe, you’re real close and he can nuzzle his face into your hair and smell it (it’s just comforting don’t judge him), not to mention you can feel his heartbeat
I don’t think he puts too much thought into his jammies, probably sleeps in an old t-shirt and sweatpants, if it’s real hot he’ll sleep in his boxers and if it’s cold he’ll throw on an old hoodie with the graphic most likely faded and washed out
he doesn’t snore or move too much but he does get nightmares about his homelife and unknowingly starts making noise in his sleep
if it wakes you up and you wake him up in concern, he’ll apologize despite it not being his fault and might need a few minutes or maybe some light conversation before he goes back to sleep
if there’s nothing urgent in the morning like a lecture he might allow himself some laziness and stay in bed until one of you decides to be responsible and pull both of you out of bed
If he has plans or class and you don’t, he won’t wake you up and will instead kiss the nearest part of you before slowly sliding out of bed and tucking you in properly. If he has the time to make himself some breakfast, he’ll leave you some with a little post-it note and if he has to rush, he’ll leave a text for you to read when you wake up
★··»—›Franken!Kyle Spencer
A lot of similarities with his pre-death self
except that there is no asking phase, if you’re around, he’ll probably join you when you’re asleep like a scared child
he can’t exactly be on his own very much at the beginning even with just sleeping since his nightmares have gotten worse with his increased trauma
like they actually make him move around a lot before he eventually wakes up and loudly groans in anguish
He’ll need comforting for that because self soothing is a little complicated when the few memories you have of your life are the worst ones and your mind is all fragmented and foggy.
If you can’t read minds you probably won’t know what exactly you have to comfort him for since he can’t (and probably wouldn’t) communicate what exactly happened but as long as you’re there and seem calm or reassuring, it should be good enough; he tends to try and mimic your emotions, so just stay calm
Kyle still has a soft spot for the position previously mentioned because he’s particularly protective of the few things he holds dear in this world (i.e. you) however he does grow a certain kind of appreciation for reversing the roles and being held now
You’re essentially a teddy bear even if neither of you realize it in the sense that he’s purposely difficult if he has to sleep without you and you reassure him through nightmares and night terrors. Oh and you get squeezed just as much as a real one.
No, really, he can’t measure his strength and you woke up on a few occasions being suffocated or smothered while he was blissfully unaware.
He cares even less about sleepwear now since he’d sleep in whatever he’s given and probably would sleep in his day clothes if he wasn’t reminded to change.
He only gets up when you do, I mean he could wake up hours before you and wouldn’t budge unless he needed the bathroom or the world collapsed.
It’s essentially because his day depends on yours and until he gets better he’s not exactly trusted to roam around unsupervised anyway.
When you do get up, it’ll be a bit before he actually lets you go
I mean you’ll be standing and walking and he’ll still be holding you from behind and shadowing you despite how impractical it is until you tell him to let go.
★··»—›Jimmy Darling
He would invite you to sleep over a little jokingly, mostly an innuendo to sleep together but he does actually hope you’ll stay the night since people rarely do. His trailer gets a little lonely.
He also wouldn’t be opposed to sleeping at your place either.
A warm bed and you ? He’s convinced he couldn’t sleep better any other way.
After he’s done showing you how skillful he is with his hands, he just kinda lies there with you until one of you mentions you might as well sleep now which prompts you both to change and get into proper positions
Since his bed is a rather tight space, Jimmy is used to sleeping in a sort of fetal position to not use up much room.
With you in the equation, he sleeps in a similar sort of position facing you and tangling his legs with yours while giving you a little grin. He’ll hold your hand while he’s at it. Or sometimes he’ll reach out and trace his fingers down your spine while making light conversation or pillow talk.
There’s a chance the position might not stick since he moves a bit in his sleep and might turn around entirely but besides that his sleep is mostly untroubled
unless he’s been drinking, then it’s terrible and he’s slurring words in his sleep
Jimmy wouldn’t mind sleeping naked—and he has, but for actual sleepwear, he’s usually down to his briefs and maybe throws his wifebeater on if he feels like it. He’ll make the effort of throwing on the first pair of pants he can reach if he needs to go outside.
Jimmy usually wakes up at the same time everyday since the camp works on schedule and he is not missing breakfast, unless you make it worth his while. He’d let you sleep and try to casually bring a plate back to his trailer for you. If he’s at your place, he’d still wake up early out of habit and then get up to try and figure out how to make you something edible while you’re barely processing his absence in your bed.
★··»—›James Patrick March
once again, as a ghost, he doesn’t exactly need to sleep and once again, I’m not sure he even can
I don’t think he’d pretend to sleep either
but if you ask to “sleep” with him, he’ll happily oblige regardless
he’s a little thrown off at first since he isn’t used to sharing a bed (let’s be honest the countess did not share his bed after the wedding night)
And by that I mean he’ll probably lie on his side of the bed and call it a night until you tug him closer
you essentially have to move him in the position you want since it’s been a while since he last slept and once you’re comfortable he won’t move until you’re asleep
despite not needing any for a while, he probably has one of those classic silk pajama sets in black with initials embroidered on one side or pocket, with the robe and slippers to go with it once he’s up, please and thank you
so he won’t pretend he’s sleeping but he’ll still play his part in lying by your side (probably stare at you for a while) and pretending like he’s going through a morning routine once you’re up
whether he actually stayed the whole night is unsure, possibility is he got up to murder somebody and/or pour himself some absinthe but he’ll come right back anyway, so you’ll never know regardless
once you wake up he greets you good morning with whatever creative pet name he came up with during his hours of alone thinking and ask how you slept while moving your hair out of your face
★··»—›Kai Anderson
once you’re moved in with him, you’re sleeping in the same bed no questions asked
it’s called sharing a bed because it’s essentially how it is for a long while
you each have your sides and occasionally snap at each other over the blanket or room being taken up but that’s it
the only contact you’re having in it for a while is not sleeping iykwim
after a while and maybe after sex, you just might get the exclusive luxury of physical contact to sleep
this is Kai we’re talking about, don’t expect anything overly affectionate, the most you’d get is being pulled against his side like a stuffed animal and you aren’t expected to move or you’re losing that privilege for the night
for the most part if you want any kind of contact you’ll have to be the one to pull him back against you since he usually sleeps facing away from you
if he’s spooning you before you’re both asleep or once you’re awake ? Do not be fooled. He isn’t being sweet, he has other intentions in mind
not that the illusion would last very long anyway
he’s probably sleeping in a worn out hoodie or a long sleeved sweater and some loose comfortable pants, shirtless if it’s especially warm. He went to bed fully dressed on multiple occasions though
as for sleeping troubles, I don’t think he sleeps very long, be it adderall or insomnia, you’ll never know because he would dismiss the issue since he has better to do than sleeping anyway
so he’ll definitely wake up in the middle of the night and go do something else under the guise of being productive, 50/50 chance he’ll come back to crash in bed after a couple of hours
on the exceptional occasion that he wakes up at a decent morning hour (meaning 5-6AM), you’ll be waking up whether you like it or not because he makes no effort to be quiet or careful while he’s getting out of bed, it’s worth questioning whether he doesn’t shove you on purpose
either way your sleeping schedule will be forced to slowly mold into his because he’ll be pissy if you somehow come to bed after him and he’ll also be pissy if you “sleep in” (wake up after 6AM)
most of the time when you wake up he doesn’t even say good morning, no, it’s just “morning” and he already sounds grumpy. If you get more than that he’s pulling a whole quote, possibly from theater and he just might be mocking you, same treatment for good night. (think of the whole “good night sweet prince” shakespeare quote scene)
★··»—›Austin Sommers
He was quick to invite you over for a little “adult sleepover” as he called it, you’re still not sure if it was meant to come off as an innuendo or not, but with him it’s always fair to assume so
in fact he’s probably in bed before you are, lying on his back in the very middle with his arms behind his head while making it clear he’s been waiting for you
You can safely assume there’s a decent time gap between the moment you get on the bed and the moment you both actually tuck in to sleep, what else could you expect ?
That being said he can be surprisingly cuddly for sleeping, and a little childish about it too. Don’t turn away from him, he’ll just grab you and pull you back.
So in terms of position he likes being a little messy and essentially all over you — you aren’t getting up without waking him up which he will be very difficult about. As for the specifics, when he isn’t purposely trying to trample you he likes having his face in your neck, which always ends up with you teasing him for being a stereotypical vampire and being lightly bitten over it.
I can’t explain it but that man is a sleeptalker. Hell, he probably moans in his sleep, now whether what he’s dreaming about is related to the things he says is unknown since on the occasion he wakes up from a dream to jot down the idea, there’s a good chance he’ll scrap it by morning or rework it to oblivion and then it’s not even the same thing at all.
For sleepwear, the PJs from Charvet in Paris, they’re literally canon. Fancy, expensive, silk and dark in color, what more could you expect from him ?
The man is not a particularly heavy or light sleeper but he’s a big dreamer and since he works in a creative field, he does not like being woken up in the middle of a dream. That’s idea fuel, come on.
Also probably sleeps in particularly late just because he can. The deadlines are met so who’s gonna bother him about sleeping in until 12 ? Besides you, of course. Best of luck if you actually need to be up, he has no plans of making it easy for you.
★··»—›Peter Maximoff
He’d probably ask you to crash at his place (mom’s basement) first, in fact he probably did before you were even together but I digress
you still had to be the one to tug him to bed because unless he’s crashing after consuming too much sugar and caffeine, he’ll still be pumped for hours
honestly he strikes me as the type to dramatically throw himself onto the bed and accept whatever position he landed in as his fate, good luck molding yourself with that
it’s a bit of a pain in the ass to sleep with him because just like at any other point in his life; he can’t stay still
always gotta move a limb or two and within ten minutes, he’s in a drastically different position
either put some distance or put your whole weight onto him
if you chose to move aside, he’ll take that as a sign to relax and quit moving and will try to focus on that while pulling you back towards him like a petulant kid who’s plushie fell off the bed (which you probably did at least once because of him)
if you decided to use your weight on him ? also a good way to ground him although he might still be squirmy if you’re light enough, but ultimately he doesn’t want to accidentally push you away so he tries to hold you close
once he’s finally done wriggling like a worm ? Success, mission accomplished, Peter fell asleep. The world can finally be at peace (for now)
Besides his incessant moving pre-sleeping, he doesn’t have much trouble sleeping but he doesn’t exactly sleep as much as the average individual. But don’t think that hinders him, he’s already a menace by dawn.
He might’ve snored like twice in his life, second was with you and after you compared it to cartoon snoring (honk shoo mimimi, you see the vision), he swore to never sleep in whatever position that turned him into a cartoon character and internally doesn’t live it down
Oh the jammies are rad. Those kind of pjs with big franchise logos on the shirt and prints of that character all over the pants, you got him one of those sets with with Roadrunner from Looney Tunes and it’s his favorite, he treasures it like it’s worth gold (and he’s actively hunting for some matching Wile E Coyote ones to steal for you). That’s what he wears to bed, usually with socks. Oh and he always makes the roadrunner noise once he’s put them on as some kind of announcement he’s in PJs.
While he does wake up early, he knows better than to wake you up unless you specifically asked him to, so he tries his best to be discreet and move the covers back on you, he might snap a picture on occasion either to make fun of you if you’re drooling or just for safekeeping if it’s cute
but then again, you’re in the basement where all his cool stuff is, so you might eventually get woken up by sounds from a videogame console or arcade machine and he’ll snap his head around like he didn’t realize noise could reach your ears. Half assed apology.
In truth he’s glad you’re awake again because he was, expectedly, getting bored, as per usual.
for someone who has nothing to do all day, he doesn't spend much time sleeping, says it’s boring and thinks of it as a waste of time. He used to pull all nighters back in his high school days and would end up snoozing in class.
★··»—›Colin Zabel
Before you guys moved in together, it wasn’t exactly some sort of planned “wanna sleep over at my place ?” kinda thing but rather if you go on a date and end up in bed together, you spontaneously decide to spend the night together too. All with due agreement because he would never impose himself, he’d rather walk home in the middle of the night than inconvenience you.
Once you do share the same place, it’s just classic couple routine
he does his best to keep a consistent sleeping schedule despite his rather demanding job so he can spend the third of his day where he’s unconscious with you
I mean he genuinely set himself some kind of bedtime, you once saw a reminder on his phone pop up to go join you in bed, the notification seems to be set daily.
once you’re both done with your side by side night routine, he’s immediately in bed with his arm stretched out for you
you both don’t always sleep immediately, sometimes you’re reading next to each other (because he’ll keep reminding you phone before sleeping is bad) or sometimes you’re spending any leftover energy on each other
he’s more of a stomach sleeper so any position is a little difficult but he always keeps an arm out in your direction so you’re free to mold yourself as you please with that
if you do manage to get him on his side (too sleepy to move or already dozed off), then you have more freedom
the position is essentially whatever you want as long as you can work with that since he’s essentially dead weight once he’s sleeping
he’s also a particularly heavy sleeper and hence has multiple consecutive alarms since he doesn’t wanna be late to work (in which case he tries to make up for it by staying later and buying coffee for his colleagues)
Colin actually has specific clothes selected as sleepwear, not even like proper pj sets but a specific plain tshirt he decided was sleepwear and same for a pair of simple sweatpants. Oh and he sleeps like that no matter the weather or season. Although he does get particularly cold in winter so on occasion you’ll catch him throwing a sweatshirt on like he’s admitting defeat to the cold.
As previously stated, he has multiple alarms so more often than not, you wake up with him despite him not meaning to force you to do so. Half of the time you open your eyes before he does since his hand mechanically moves to the button to turn off the alarm like a teenage boy asking for five more minutes in bed before school.
Just nudge him awake and it should work out fine, he’ll encourage you to go back to sleep if you don’t need to be up early and kiss your forehead. Otherwise, you both get up and start your morning routines side by side.
★··»—›Cooper Day
Ideally he’d rather you ask, he’s considered the idea plenty of times but wasn’t sure how to ask without being awkward about it. Or without it coming off as a massive innuendo.
But hey, his place, yours, doesn’t matter, he's just curious and wants to know what it’s like. He hasn’t been to a lot of sleepovers in his life and especially not with his significant other.
Out of laziness and love for his comfort zone, he’d be slightly more inclined for his house but hey.
Once you’re done properly hanging out and doing your routines, you’re both kinda giggly and awkward when you get in bed—the same one. Totally novel concept.
For a while you’re both lying a little awkwardly side by side like you’re afraid of getting comfortable or even making any kind of contact. Contest of who’s the bravest.
If you don’t make any move he’ll make a very dramatic huff before rolling over on his side facing you and throwing his arm over your middle.
He’s hiding his eyes under his bangs while he’s asking you if you mind because ultimately, he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable.
Once you finally get more comfortable in whatever position you like he’ll slowly (and totally smoothly) tug you closer little by little. It feels like he’s waiting to see when you’re gonna scold him, pushing the boundaries a little.
Being a teenage boy and all, he tends to sleep late and sleep in an be particularly cranky when woken up if it’s not a school day (on school days too actually)
He intends on sleeping all 8-10 hours he needs. He’s got a creative brain to fuel.
Cooper once mentioned he used to sleepwalk as a kid to tell you a funny story but was apparently unaware he didn’t fully stop when one time you found him ominously standing in the corner of your room, mumbling something about the door ‘not being placed right’ (which would be fitting since it’s not his room). Better take a picture or grab a camcorder if you want him to believe you in the morning.
His sleepwear is pretty much what you’d expect from him; old band tee, socks and some random loose pants that already have a few holes from being worn down. You also have to remind him to take his jewelry off half the time besides his rings.
As previously mentioned, if it's a weekend morning he’s waking up late no matter what and he’d preferably keep you there to be lazy with him. If it’s a school day or you both have plans early you have to physically pull him out of bed or he’s not moving. He doesn’t even wake up from his own alarm clock.
★··»—›Warren Lipka
He barely thought about it when he invited you to sleep over at his because it didn’t feel like a big deal. You both passed out on his couch a few times before after all.
If anything a bed felt like luxury after so many instances of waking up with sore joints and backs.
You both just kinda plop down in bed and talk while he rolls a joint (and offer to share it if you want)
It keeps going like that or you might put a movie on before you get sleepy.
There is no specific position, whatever position you were in before is the position you’ll sleep in—even if he’s lying perpendicular to you with his head on your stomach and his legs halfway off the bed. It’s fascinating the positions and places he can sleep in.
He supposedly used to sleeptalk especially when he’s dreaming but rarely does anymore since weed decreases REM sleep
His pajamas consist of… taking his pants off. Yeah that’s about it. Whatever top he had on, boxers and socks off. Cannot be bothered. He might sleep fully clothed if his pants aren’t too uncomfortable.
He’s the type of person to wake up ages before he actually gets up and might influence you with that bad habit if you’re not busy. Especially if he can get busy with you in the morning. But mostly he’ll stretch out all his sore limbs and ask how you slept before quickly moving to hunt for the closest edible thing.
★··»—›Julian Dillinger
You’re probably already living together by the time you can comfortably sleep together. He made a point to never stay the night at your place before then so if you did share a bed it would be his.
And the few times where you did sleep over were simply because you were thoroughly exhausted—his fault, really.
But once it becomes more of an established thing, you’ll probably be in bed before him thanks to his very busy job
but he does make a point to come to bed at a decent hour since he absolutely needs a minimum amount of hours of sleep to be efficient—and also to have a little time just the two of you.
he usually doesn’t do anything before bed since usually he is tired by the time he gets there (or if he isn’t, he’ll tire himself out with you) and just drops on the mattress like dead weight
he pretends to be annoyed when you pull the covers over him like you’re tucking him in but he secretly does like it and only then does he move into a proper sleeping position : the soldier
you genuinely make fun of him for it because why does he sleep like that ?
he’ll vehemently defend it despite the fact he looks like he’s ready for the casket
he doesn’t move, like, at all. You’re free to cling to him but he generally will just stay still, maybe unconsciously roll his head to the side to face you. Over time he might make the very generous effort of bracing his arm under your head but he’s not gonna cling to you.
you’re getting some of the best sleep of your life by the way, memory foam mattress and all, ridiculously expensive stuff even in his bedroom just for the sake of putting unnecessary tech everywhere.
because of his back sleeping position he tends to breathe a little loudly, not snoring but nearing that line. He refuses to believe you or listen when you mention his back sleeping could give him sleep apnea.
As for sleepwear, he’s not exactly a fan of sleepwear that looks like, well, sleepwear, as in the classic ensemble of matching button up and pants. Think more like form fitting shirt—long sleeved and thermal in the winter specifically, for bottoms either shorts or longer normal pants but from luxury brands like Ralph Lauren or something with a brand logo on them. Probably all black or in some muted color.
The process of Julian waking up is very… military style. The alarm sound goes off three times, no more no less and he sits up and stretches before getting up to start his day. But not before a very groggy good morning and a lazy kiss to your hand as he debates whether he should try to get you up too. If he does, it’s usually by trying to lure you to the shower or with some good pastries for breakfast.
PART 2 of games & hangout with peter hcs.
PART 1 here!
requested by: @taeraxoxo
peter maximoff x f!reader
🍵 ‼️: long headcanons ahead. fluff. emotionally and physically clingy peter. peter stealing midnight snacks from the convenience store. lot of things happening with too much energy (welp, it's peter).
-Is now fully convinced that this is a sign from the universe that he’s gonna win you at the end.
-His mind is currently racing at super speed, desperately trying to make plans that will extend the night with you.
-He doesn't want the night to go by fast. Not when today felt like a double win. Imagine getting to experience hanging out and gaming with his best friend a.k.a his crush and now a sleepover?
-The funny thing is that he’s Peter Maximoff. A guy who speeds up almost everything, but suddenly finds himself realizing that there are moments worth experiencing slowly.
-You guys continued gaming for the night. Either laughing and screaming together or laughing and screaming at each other.
-He knows that all these laughing and screaming could possibly knock you out later so his mission for tonight is to keep you interested before you get tired tonight! Yes, it’s that serious for him.
-After all those laughing and screaming, he immediately tries to distract you with “OH. WAIT! I have something to show you!” before you get to realize that you’re slowly about to get knocked out trying to catch up with this guy’s energy.
-That just doesn’t end there! He planned more as if this was a serious mission. (for him it is)
-He’ll suddenly keep remembering something urgent like: “WAIT.. I never showed you my favorite level..”
-He always brings out a: “One last thing!” excuse to keep yapping.
-Then you realize that it’s late.. 1AM. So you mention it to him. But he’ll be like “Yeah, time goes by so quickly when you’re gaming.” He commented casually. “But you know what 1AM means? Store run.”
-Before you could even process it, he speeds to the door of the basement, already holding open the door for you.
-The moment you two entered the nearest convenience store, you heard the cashier sigh to his co-cashier before speaking: “Look, it’s that silver haired guy that’s always here, touches everything but leaves empty handed.”
-You had to hold a laugh and the urge to tell them that it’s because Peter already stole half of the store’s twinkies before the automatic doors even finished closing.
-He keeps speeding down the aisles then would just pop up beside you from time to time holding different biscuits, chips, drinks while telling you that you have to try them.
-You both got too noisy and there’s this man with a cart full of liquor calling you both “kids” and telling you both that you guys are so loud.
-The man barely had time to blink. The man's cart that was just in front of him is now mysteriously across the aisle by itself, rolling down with a concerning speed while rattling loudly against the floor.
-Peter says nothing but he's smiling. Yep, he absolutely shoved the man's cart at super speed.
-He’ll suddenly disappear inside the store and you’ll spot him outside, using his head as a gesture, telling you to come out.
-”What the fuck, Peter? We haven’t even grabbed anything yet.” Then he opens his silver jacket. There we biscuits, chips, and candies. He’s also secretly holding two cans of sodas. “Go, go, go.” He tells you while holding in an evil giggle.
-Back in the basement, he convinces you to watch a movie with him while eating the snacks (yes he still wants to extend the night and now also trying to find a way to get close to you again).
-It’s another successful plan for him again. You guys were nearly cuddling.
-You both feel very comfortable, especially Peter. The comfort he’s feeling right now made everything in him calm and behaved.
-After the movie, Peter finally agreed for bedtime. He even lets you borrow one of his shirts.
-When he saw you in his shirt, it triggered his imaginations again, making him imagine that you’re already his gf who always sleeps in his shirts.
- You guys actually shared his bed.
-After you both said goodnight to each other, you guys settled in a position where your backs were facing each other.
-But in the middle of the night, you’ll wake up and feel that Peter’s hugging you.
-You realize that he’s an unconscious hugger.
-One leg thrown over yours, arm around your middle, and face half buried into the pillow beside you.
Regarding Wednesday's stunt double's comment on Owen's instagram post seemingly saying he will not be returning for season 3, I have to say I'm disappointed but not very surprised. In every public appearance he seemed deeply uncomfortable to me and anxious and trying to push through but nobody really pointed out or noticed that he was a real human with feelings and was seemingly not doing well. That is no shade on him, more that I can relate all too well and it's easy for me to see the warning signs of someone not being happy in a situation based on body language, even aside from him due to my background in mental health both treating and suffering from. His photos of spending times with the cast while filming show clear joy, but the professional red carpets and interviews, not so much. He looked great, but he didn't seem like he felt great. The sudden fame was clearly a lot, and some unhinged fans sending him explicit messages directly, coming after his girlfriend, and people bullying his past appearance was probably way too much for someone who seems like a chronic introvert. The interview where he said he was going to focus on moving away from LA and back with friends and family was pretty telling. People didn't seem to be picking up on this, but I kept saying that the way some bad apples in the fandom were treating him as his character and making fiction into his reality was way too much. That comment in his interview about that 'when did Slurp get hot?' tiktok Hunter showed him, about how he hopes the thirst was more toward the zombie than him as a human showed insecurity in himself and discomfort with being the object of attraction to so many strangers. It was not false humility, I genuinely think the signs point to self-esteem issues. The things he has admitted about feeling weird growing up, past history of bullying, body image issues, shy demeanor, little industry experience, discomfort with social media, self-deprecating and overly self-aware overhtinking. It paints a clear picture. I don't think he was saying he judges anyone for making content and posts about him, but moreso that he wasn't comfortable being the center of the attraction because he doesn't seem to see himself that way and is very shy and awkward about it. He expressed a dislike for using instagram and tiktok during and interview, and I can understand why, because it's stressful for someone who has gone through insecurity and bullying over their appearance in their younger years and then again recently to suddenly feel comfortable being observed by the world. He looked weary in that recent photo with a fan, so I hope he is taking care of himself and not letting those self-image issues affect him like a lot of actors are currently struggling with since Hollywood is so toxic. I'm just grateful we had him for season 2, and they'll probably reference him somehow in season 3 at least verbally. And who knows, maybe he'll return one day after a break, season 3 had a quick turnaround between promoting it in October and filming in February so it was probably too soon, but I don't really blame him for not coming back so soon. He said he relied on Hunter's advice and referred to him a lot in interviews for support during the interviews since they are friends and Hunter has a lot of industry experience. Owen's work in the Slurp costume also sounded pretty overstimulating and borderline traumatic, 10 hours in a makeup chair every day, food stuck and rotting in his mask, how he said he felt anxious and claustrophobic in it. I'd probably do the same thing and take a break after all that as a chronic introvert myself tbh
If you could give HL characters songs for a playlist, what would it be? I want to make playlists for a lot of them and I want to know what other people think.
Here's a list of NPCs I want to give a playlist
Sebastian Sallow
Ominis Gaunt
Natsai Onai
Poppy Sweeting
I want all suggestions, and when you do could you format it like "Song name- Artist" -Character Name
I saw this challenge on Tik Tok to create your OC as a portrait from their time period. I've been obsessed with Hogwarts Legacy as of late, so I drew my character.
Their name is Selena Thorne. They're a half-blood and a Hufflepuff. This would be after the events of their 5th year. Prior they were full of whimsy, while now they are more stoic.
the concept of isaac starting off by talking at them, but eventually he picks up on their nonsensical language and actually starts responding bcs some of the things they say sparks genuine ideas is so funny. and also free labor 😭
Hey everyone. I just want to come on here and let you all know that I have to stop the Kinktober series with Isaac Night. For some reason I always thought his character was 18, but yesterday I learned that in fact most people consider him 17. I don't want to sexualize a minor character and will not continue to. It was my own lack of judgement and I want to apologize for that.
I will keep up what I have for now, I may delete them in the future. But I do have to stop just out of respect as well as now with that knowledge, I am extremely uncomfortable writing that, especially because I, myself, am 19.
I am sorry, as I know you have been enjoying them, but I cannot bring myself to continue the series. My apologies and take care.
Warnings: Sounding, sub!isaac, untrained!reader, fluff, smut, cum licking
Synopsis: Reader and Isaac try sounding for the first time. It goes better than expecedt. Isaac is also less cold and more loving here. Still trying to be true to character.
Notes: I have no clue what I am doing atp. But I’m trying. I don’t know a lot about sounding, so if my portrayal of it is incorrect, feel free to let me know.
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After Isaac died, he had many regrets and many things he wished he had done before he died. Things he wishes he could experience. But now he had the chance. Now, he had the most trusting partner. Yeah, Isaac, the cold-hearted mad genius, was in a relationship. And for the first time, he actually had someone he could love. Someone who loved him, who cared. Finally, from always being the one to take care of, to being the one to be taken care of.
Your hands were careful in his hair. Each tender scratch made his tense shoulders relax slowly. He leaned against you, his back pressed to your legs. You sat at the edge of your bed, one hand propping yourself up, the other in Isaac’s hair. Isaac leaned his head back to look up at you. His eyes reminded you of mocha at the bottom of an un-swirled iced coffee. He had this primal look in his eyes, one of both certainty and unknowing. He turned around to face you, bringing his one hand up to rest on your knee.
“I love you.” He spoke in a soft whisper. “You know that?” His fingers gripped a little harder into your knee.
You looked down at him with a smile, tilting your head to the side with delight. “I love you too.” He had this glint in his eyes, which meant he wanted something. You were familiar with it because it was always paired with a small, but noticeably sly smile. “What is it?” You ask softly, your head unmoving. His eyes flicker from you to the ground, and then back up to you.
“I know we’ve done some sexual things before.” He started, he dropped his hand, but then quickly returned it to your knee when he released, and he missed the contact. “And I love what we do, but- I want to try something new.”
You return your head to its normal position in a questioning manner. “What do you have in mind?” You ask, lifting a hand to cup the underside of his chin. He takes a deep breath, and for a moment, you can hear the familiar ticking and winding of his heart.
“I trust you. More than I’ve ever trusted anyone other than my sister.” You nod softly as he speaks, your eyes glued to his lips, watching them waver in unease. “And what I want to do requires a large amount of trust.” He continued on. There was a brief pause before he spat it all out. “I want to try sounding.”
When you had agreed to it, you expected to be something you were going to try down the road. Not something to happen in the moment. What you hadn’t expected was that Isaac had everything you would need to sound him in that very moment. As soon as you agreed, he pulled out a bag that he had hidden by the side of your bed. Like a puppy excited to play with its new dog toy, he pulled out the lube as well as the sounding rod. The rod itself wasn’t too long, which you were half glad for.
“I got a small rod, that’s what you're supposed to start with.” He said as he handed you the rod. You stared at it in your hand while questioning what you were doing. “And you're supposed to lube around the urethra.” His voice was calm and low, an indicator that he was deep in thought.
“How do you know all of this?” You asked softly, never once removing your gaze from the rod in your hand as you investigated it. Isaac paused from unzipping his pants.
He answered matter-of-factly. “The internet.” Of course. He knew of the internet before he died, but it had developed way more than he could imagine. You had to educate him on a lot of things, like how people could be openly gay and trans, and why the New York skyline no longer features the global trade centres. You had gotten him a phone to keep in touch, which he often lost, or left you on read because he would mentally respond to your texts before getting distracted with an idea of his and forgetting. Seems he put the phone to good use this time.
Isaac continued to unzip his pants and quite literally pull his cock out from the fly of his boxers. You kind of just stared. You were overly familiar with his genitals, something you enjoyed and appreciated. He eagerly lubed his cockhead.
You broke the silence. “Do we have to lube the rod too?” Isaac nodded.
“Yeah, here.” He handed you the urethral lube as he continued to rub the lube on his slit. You took the thin rod and covered it in lube, attentive enough to cover all of it. You stared at Isaac, waiting for any signal that he was ready. His cock was rock hard in his hands already. He looked up at you and took a deep breath. “We have to be slow and careful.” He spoke softly.
“What if I accidentally hurt you?” You asked softly, your hands beginning to shake with the idea. He took your dominant hand in his and looked you in the eye.
“We’re both learning. I’ll take it as it comes.” You slowly brought the tip of the sounding rod to his slit, pressing it softly against it. Isaac shuddered and took a deep breath. “Slow. Don’t force it.” You nodded, reaching your hand out to steady his cock. With great precision, you slowly began to push the rod into Isaac’s urethra. It was a surreal experience, to say the least. He let out a low grunt, causing you to pause.
“Am I- are you okay?” Your voice barely peaked above a whisper. He nodded softly, his heart ticking steadily.
“Yeah, I’m alright. Keep going.” He encouraged. His hand rested on yours, guiding you with him. The rod continued to descend into Isaac until there was only a little left to hold. You looked up at Isaac, your eyes twinkling with curiosity as to what was next.
“Do it…feel good?” You slowly stroked his cock as you asked. You watched him shudder again as he let out a crackling moan. All he could do was nod. You continued to stroke him, your eyes shifting from his bright pink tip, where the hollowed rod stood inside of him, back up to his face. His eyes rolled back as he lulled his head. He removed his hand from the rod and instead gripped the carpet beside him.
“F-fuck. Keep going.” He spoke in broken words. His voice was like gravel, cracking and breaking with arousal. Pre-cum dribbled from around the sounding rod. “I’m almost-” He could barely finish his sentence before semen came spitting up through the canal of the sounding rod. You squealed slightly at the alarming rate and speed the semen came flying out. It spattered on your hand and carpet, but you didn’t mind. You brought your hand to your mouth, licking it. He always tasted salty, but you liked it. He brought his eyes back forward as he breathed with great intensity. “That was fucking amazing.”
You nodded, your smile brightening. You spoke softly.“Now uh, do we get it out the same way we got it in?”
Notes: I was out all day so this is going to probably be straight to smut because I’m low on energy, and also watching Gen V season two as I type this. Once again, I’m sorry if it’s total ass. Lowkey not my proudest work, had to dig deep into this one. Lowkey didn’t know how to write this without it sounding rape-y. I regret writing this and wanted to stop half-way through, but I promised to deliver.
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Isaac didn’t know if he was hallucinating or not. He had been up all night working, so it was totally possible. He could’ve sworn it looked like midday outside, despite it being the early hours of the morning. The clock tower lit up with a brutal intensity, flash-banging Isaac and blinding him temporarily. He stumbled back and tripped over his workbench, whacking his head on the ground. Every piece of his work blurred and faded around him to black.
When Isaac awoke, he was in a sanitiary space, cold and bright. It reminded him of the hospital he was so acquainted with as a kid. The way his heart used to skip beats, and the blood used to flow like a hose full of holes. His eyes burned in the brutal light, watering. He went to lift his hand, but he couldn’t. He was restrained to the table, stuck, unmoving. He lifted his right hand, trying to lift anything towards him. He could barely see, his eyes blurring any identifying objects. Before his eyes could adjust, a shadow loomed over him. Something tall and dark, with skin like stars. Large, beady eyes that barely reflected light stared down at him, unblinking. The creature had a thin slit of a mouth that didn’t move. Other than that, its face was incredibly smooth. Isaac gasped sharply, intaking air hard enough to cause him to cough. He coughed loudly, his chest heaving with each expel of air. The creature outstretched a hand, its fingers cold and slender. It placed its hand on Isaac’s shoulder, slipping its rubbery fingers beneath the collar of his shirt. Isaac hissed at the feelings. He attempted to flail, but the restraints held him back. He growled, lifting his right hand to fling the creature back. The creature's body thumped against the nearest wall behind Isaac. Isaac strained against the table, thrashing for his escape, but then an eerie calm came over him. Something strange and soothing. Alluring and electric. His mechanical heart clicked loudly, ticking and clanging occasionally. He felt euphoric, like an aphrodisiac released through pheromones. His heartbeat soothed, his body relaxed. He let his eyes fall heavy for a moment, breathing in deeply. The room smelled less like antiseptic now and more like rain on asphalt. When he opened his eyes again, the creature was staring, unblinking. It moved its fingers meticulously, carefully undoing the leather bounds that held him. His wrists we sore from struggling, but he couldn’t remember why he had been struggling in the first place. He pushed himself up and off the table as the universal creature undid his leg bounds. Once released, he swung his legs over the table and sat there, staring at the beady-eyed creature. Never once did it speak, but in that moment, Isaac felt like he knew everything he needed to. And what he knew then was that he needed that creature more than he would ever need his heart to beat again.
Isaac wasn’t sure what to call it. He knew the names of plenty of things, but this was something else. Something strange. The alien, yes, he was classifying this creature with beady eyes and skin the colour of a supernova, an alien. The alien had a cock. There was no other way to phrase it. It hadn’t been there before, but now it was, and it was huge, and Isaac needed it inside of him. Isaac was already bent over the table, pants around his ankles. The alien's ovipositor was self-lubricating, it seemed, which was perfect in this moment for him. It guided its cock to his anus, slowly pushing it in. Isaac let out a low whine at its slow thrusts. He could feel his belly bulge with each animalistic, indulgent move it made. He gripped the cold table, but as each thrust progressed, he slowly lost his grip. Then it happened. The alien stopped thrusting. He turned his head back to look into its eyes as he felt something heavy fill him up. He grunted as it pushed past his prostate. He looked down, watching his abdomen grow as it filled him up. His heart began to tick faster at this point. After a minute, the alien pulled out, and its ovipositor had retracted back into itself.
After a few hours of sitting on the floor in a half-daze by the table, he felt a shift. Whatever was inside him began to move out, expelling itself without any pain. As it descended, whatever it was, pressed against his prostate, causing a jolt of pleasure. More and more descended, each one making his dick hard and leaking precum. The first was expelled fully. A rounded egg, much similar to a frog egg, but larger in comparison. It rolled out of him. More and more continued to follow until the pleasure became too much, and he blacked out.
When Isaac woke, he was back in Iago Tower with only a faded memory of what had been. He looked down at himself and around at his surroundings; nothing had changed. Perhaps he was so sleep-deprived that it was all a hallucination or a dream.
