Chrollo Is Probably The Type Of Person Who Likes Having Their Darling As Their Passenger Princess Because

Chrollo is probably the type of person who likes having their darling as their passenger princess because he can put his hand on their thighs or hold hands with them. But maybe one night out, they sat in the backseat and no matter how many times Chrollo insist they sit beside him, they refuse.

The next day, Chrollo trades in the car for a 2-seater.

He would be super handsy though. Rubbing his darling's leg, etc.

I'd be the type to tell him that you're supposed to have both hands on the wheel at 9 and 3 and he should be focusing on the road, not me, what does he want to get into a car crash and kill me?? Sheesh.

The Tainted Sorrow

So… I sinned again TwT. Extremely NSFW content ahead!!

Here is a little smut I’ve written in the span of a couple of days,, as usual it’s pure PwP because I’m a freak and I really love Chuuya so fucking much it’s not healthy anymore :) Please can someone talk to me about Chuuya :) I need to talk about him so much help :) 

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inconvenience

alhaitham x reader

sypnosis: after alhaitham fails to show up for your birthday “party” things seem to go worse between you as well as your best friend kaveh

warnings: angst, no comfort, arguments

the clock chiming felt taunting with every minute that passed. every minute that passed with alhaitham nowhere in sight. every minute that got closer to midnight. a gentle sigh left your lips, the thickly frosted cake sat in front of you untouched. you were sure if you had lit the candles they would have been nothing but melted wax by now.

you weren’t sure why you wanted to believe things would be different tonight. with alhaitham’s busy schedule it made moments between you two scarce and few. only speaking for a few minutes in the morning, knowing he’d be gone all day. you didn’t blame him for it, no. how could you? he was busy doing his job as a scribe! piling onto his already busy schedule felt nauseating. but you trusted his promise he made to you only two weeks prior. a promise to come home early on your birthday, to celebrate together.

it felt so long ago now. the clock reading 11:46 and he still wasn’t home. the sound of the door opening perked you up, a wide smile on your face as you got up, ready to greet alhaitham.

“haitham! i- oh.”

the blonde haired architect smiled softly at you, your shoulders slumping. “hey kaveh, why’re you home so late?” you spoke softly as he came inside.

“i just got caught up with things, figured i’d rather finish them here.. where’s alhaitham? i thought you two would be together right about now?”

you shook your head softly, “i guess he got caught up with things as well.”

kaveh studied your face for a moment before smiling sadly, “happy birthday (y/n).” you whispered a quiet thank you as he walked to his room, the door shutting gently behind him.

a silent storm brewed in your mind and you couldn’t help but feel so defeated. your boyfriend of four years couldn’t bother to show up for your birthday? did he really think his work mattered more than you?

you remembered every time you passed up something with your friends or an event you had wanted to go to, just for alhaitham. considering his feelings and knowing he didn’t like those things. only wanting to spend time together even if it meant missing out on things you also deemed as important.

always taking his feelings and thoughts on certain things, but he couldn’t even come home for your birthday? your sigh was much more aggravated than it was before, your patience as thin as paper.

just as you were about to put the cake away the door opened, the clock reading 12:24. no words were said as you closed the fridge door, making your way past alhaitham before he stopped you. a firm hand on your shoulder.

“what, alhaitham? it’s late, i’m going to bed.” you attempted to shrug his hand off but he held his grip. “you’re angry, why are you upset with me?” alhaitham spoke cooly and composed.

you scoffed loudly, angry tears were trying to escape your eyes but you wouldn’t let them. you wouldn’t cry over him.

“oh, i wonder! i really do, alhaitham. maybe because it’s my birthday and you didn’t bother to show up? just a reminder since you seemed to have forgotten, or do you just not care? i don’t think i want to know the answer.” you spat out like poison. a look of annoyance crossed alhaitham’s face.

“are you serious? you’re behaving like a child over your birthday? i was busy with my work, you know this. don’t go pouting now because i forgot one meaningless day.”

he didn’t care. he didn’t care how much this meant to you, even after telling him stories of how you always went out of your way for others. only to be disappointed in return. the one day of the year you wanted to feel like you mattered, and he didn’t care. he was more bothered with you being upset than anything.

“you can’t be serious alhaitham. you promised me!”

“then i suppose that promise didn’t mean much as i don’t recall ever making one.”

any argument you had in your mind now died. he wouldn’t care for any reason to justify your anger, he had made up his mind. and he wasn’t sorry for any of it.

you didn’t say anything as his hand left your shoulder, walking past you to the kitchen for a late night sandwich. you quietly made your way to kaveh’s room, shutting the door as quietly as you could behind you. kaveh spun around in his chair, a look of confusion on his face.

“kaveh.. alhaitham didn’t care! he just didn’t care at all. i waited all night, you know? i waited and waited and blew off invitations to spend my birthday with dehya and the girls and he just.. just didn’t care! he called me a child and i-“

“(Y/N)!”

your emotional rambling stopped at the yell of your name. kaveh held the same expression alhaitham had when he looked at you not too long ago.

“you are being an inconvenience right now, i have so much to do and i can’t deal with this right now. we can talk about it later but i’m busy right now. so please, get out of my room.”

you didn’t say anything as you left his room. alhaitham scoffing as you two saw each other before he made his way to his own room. the door shutting behind him.

you had never felt so unwelcome in a place you had grown to love and call home. but if you weren’t wanted, you knew better than to stay. to fight for a place that wasn’t yours. with that, you quietly slipped away into the night. texts and calls being missed from the both of them as you made a new life outside of them.

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conditioned ft. kaeya

nsfw. everyone is conditioned to react a certain way when they hear certain phrases or words. however in your boyfriend decided to use that to his advantage / fem chubby reader, oral (m! recieving) use of “puppy” he’s a little mean, but he calls you a good girl, so that makes up for it right :3

kaeya has a knack for pet names. he loves sweet, domestic names lime “honey” or “darling.” he loves the ones that make your heart flutter: “sweetheart, princess, darling” however, his favorite is “puppy.”

he says is drenched in a sickly sweet tone. he knows when the name rolls off the tip of his tongue, he can have you like putty in his hands. sure there’s other ways to get you so pliant, but kaeya loves seeing the cogs in your brain stop after hearing that one word.

he’s conditioned your pretty head to think of only one thing when he says that. he makes you think of all the long, hot nights you’ve spent with him. whether it be out by the lake, in the corners of the favonious hq’s basement, or his bed, kaeya will make you remember the way he had you trembling from his fingertips.

kaeya sometimes believes that he’s in his head about how horribly he has you wrapped around his finger, but he’s so wrong. he practically has you looking at him with heart eyes the moment he speaks to you. he chuckles at the image of imaginary fluffy ears that rest on your head twitching at the sound of his voice. a puppy— kaeya is convinced that is what you are. he’s right.

“come on, puppy. you can do a little more than that, can’t you?” kaeya’s condescending tone making your heart stop, forcing yourself to take more of him down your throat. you gag around his length that rests in your mouth, hand clutched onto his thigh. he smiles at the way you struggle, his hand a comforting weight on your head.

you’re trying, you really are. kaeya can see the determination in your actions as you try to be such a good girl for him. he practically shudders when the tip of his dick grazes the back of your throat. he throws his head back, groaning at the feeling. he allows himself the privilege of being as loud as he pleases. the comfort of his own home— his own study.

he feels your throat pulse around his dick, making his tip leak with more fluids. he lets out a shaky breath, relishing in the warmth of your mouth. “oh puppy,” he says, brows furrowed. he’s so close to cumming, and you feel the way his hips buck into your mouth to push himself to the end. you muster up the courage to take him even further. you push yourself closer to him, the tip of his dick now flush against the back of your throat.

you gag, hard. however, the grip kaeya has on your hair makes you unable to move. you hear him let out a strained moan, thick fluid streaming down you throat. he can’t help but keep you in that spot until his entire load is finished. once he feels himself calm down, he let’s go of your hair and gently pulls you off of him. he looks down at your flushed face, your lips swollen from kissing him so roughly earlier. your expression earns you a pat on the head, and a soft coo.

“what a good girl, aren’t ya, puppy?”

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he's so clingy

(comm info/ kofi support)

I really don't care who tops or bottoms in ships, but Suguru being a brat tamer is a fact, to me.