think of it as an au or whatever

anonymous asked:

heh. all you talk about is homophobia, racism and things that you should address irl and not with a keyboard. you really want to solve that problem? go participate irl in defending these people, actions speaks louder than words. dont be an insecure keyboard warrior loser behind the computer. do your parents a favor and end their misery, end yourself now and the world will still continue without you. you will be forgotten. dont forget to take a selfie of your lifeless body. au revoir.

and what makes you think i don’t? oddly enough, people CAN participate in more than one thing at once! amazing! just because i post things online doesn’t mean i’m not participating in pride parades and protests in real life! WILD! it’s almost like my internet personal is only a small portion of my life. oh, and—even if i’m an “insecure keyboard warrior,” or whatever else insult you pulled off of 4chan, at least i have the satisfaction of knowing i was never pathetic enough to tell someone to kill themselves on anon.

jlaweez  asked:

⭐️ (now this would be interesting)

Send ‘⭐️’ for my muse to pay yours a compliment

“Do you think you’re wearing enough blue? I somehow doubt it!”

Ahlis can’t help but give the au ra man man a smug look, although her tone overall was friendly more than anything else.

“I’m kidding, of course. You’ve certainly found your color.”

anonymous asked:

i just saw a "sinful high school au uwu" of the boys from IT and my mood is like "hmm maybe Stop Everything You're Doing You Freaks thanks"

honestly like… im fine with the “aged-up” thing in theory bc the story takes place throughout their lives but aging them up specifically to the youngest age you think is okay to write sex scenes with is Fucking Gross lmao

also im fine with whatever AUs as long as its not something disgusting but ??? how is that even an AU??? they all went to highschool like that’s already canon???

anyway my biggest problem is girls who write Sinful Gay Fanfic UwU unabashedly fetishizing gay men and only writing about sex

also i have an IT blog it’s @juniperhill
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Me: *watching How to Train Your Dragon* Doesn’t Toothless look kind of like Deku’s mask?

Me: …..you know what, he kinda does…. 

Me: WAIT WHAT I F–

procraesthetics  asked:

I wonder what would happen if Dudley grew up in the wizarding world but still as a muggle? like kind of reverse AU where his parents are dead and he has to go to Lily for whatever reason? do you think he would become bitter like Petunia about magic?

Lily remembered her sister, how there had been a time she was curious and delighted about magic, before it slowly sank in that she could look and not touch.

The last thing Petunia had said to Lily before she died was a chilly goodbye, ending a holiday dinner where they’d had a shrieking row in the entryway. Petunia had said freak and Lily had hissed better than this, better than this being my whole fucking world, Tune, do you even see yourself, are you happy–

And now here was Dudley Vernon Dursley fussing himself to sleep as Lily walked the halls of the Godric’s Hollow house. His tiny soft hands with their tiny soft fingernails curled under her chin, the same way Harry always had.

She passed James, who was gently bouncing his way up the hall the opposite way. “I think he’s asleep,” James mouthed over Harry’s tousled head. His hair was the same mess, bent down to peer at his sleeping son.

Lily stopped where she stood, her nephew heavy on her chest, her husband smiling, her sister buried. “James,” she said. “How are we going to do this?”

“Oh,” he said. “Hey. Don’t you cry, you’ll start them off– unless you need to cry, I mean, you go ahead, hey, sweetheart, hey, it’s alright, you just let it out.” He stepped forward, shifting Harry gently to his other shoulder, and pressed his forehead to hers. “We tuck them in, okay, that’s what we do next. Then we go to our own bed, okay, and go to sleep, and when we wake up it’ll be a new day.”

“A new day,” she said. “Another day– James, that’s the– I’m so tired.”

“So let’s sleep. It’ll look better in the morning,” he said. “And if it doesn’t look better this morning, it’ll look better in the next one.”

“You promise?”

“Better than that. I’ll show you. Every day,” he said and kissed her cold forehead.

Dudley had not shown up on the Potters’ doorstep with the milk bottles. Lily had gotten a phone call from the landline she still had installed in Godric’s Hollow, about an accident, and she had gone down to the Muggle police station to identify the bodies.

The cupboard under the stairs was filled with spiders, broomsticks, and the sewing machine Lily’s mother had given her when she married James– that’s all. Dudley slept downstairs. Uncle Remus taught Dudley and Harry to knock out coded messages through the wall their rooms shared.

In the backyard, beside a rickety porch and an ambitious hedge, James taught them to fly– first on little tot brooms where their toes brushed the grass the whole time, then out of the barrels of practice brooms James used for lessons and coaching Little League Quidditch.

When the boys turned ten, five weeks apart, they both got shiny new Nimbuses on Dudley’s birthday (which came first), and a set of enchanted Quidditch balls on Harry’s, to share. The Bludgers were enchanted to be very kind but Dudley spent long afternoons whacking them far afield while Harry chased the Snitch at his back.

Harry had a scar on his forehead, like a jagged bit of lightning. Dudley had no scars– the car crash that had killed his parents hadn’t touched him where he sat strapped into a car seat in the back, chewing on a stuffed dinosaur toy.

Lily did not believe in lying to the children. She was bare years off being a child herself, and spare moments on the far side of a war. When Dudley asked about his parents, she told him there had been an accident. She pulled pictures off the shelf and wrote Petunia’s old university friends for more.

Photographs came by mailman, the images still and unnatural to Dudley’s eye. Every day he’d gone out to play, for years, he’d been waving at the picture near the back door of his aunt and uncle on their wedding day, and they waved back every time.

“She was very clever,” Lily said. “Your mom liked to know everything.”

“And my dad?”

“Vernon liked… cars?” James offered. “That’s the word, right, Lily?”

“I didn’t know him very well,” Lily said. “He liked drills, I think; he worked for a firm that made them, and he talked about that a lot.”

Dudley brushed his thumbs over the dull edges of the photos. When Lily went off to Auror headquarters the next morning for work, James bundled the boys up and took them on an impromptu invisible tour of Grunnings Drill Manufacturing Inc.

They tiptoed down halls and past water coolers and ringing fellytones. They held hands under the Cloak as they dodged around the machines on the manufacturing floor, thumping and pounding and whirring away loudly enough that Harry and Dudley could whisper to each other under the noise. An elevator took them all the way up to the top floor. Harry whistled cheerily and eerily along with the elevator music while the Muggles slowly edged toward the doors and pressed floor buttons lower than they’d originally wanted.

There were boxes and cabinets and folders and desks and staticky monitor screens full of numbers strewn in endless grids. “Merlin’s knuckles,” said Harry, who was seven and a half and rather proud of this expletive. “People can look at this all day, their whole lives, and not die?”

“Work is hard work,” said James.

“At least mum gets to curse things.”

“But my dad liked it?” Dudley said, peering at a white board that was bleeding enthusiastic marker. “There’s a lot of things, here. Maybe he liked knowing things, too.”

When the boys asked about the scar on Harry’s forehead, Lily and James looked at each other. “You know how sometimes we sit with Uncle Remus and talk about a war?” James said. “Or with Ms. Amelia or Mr. Mundungus.”

“Mr. Mundungus is kinda smelly,” Harry said helpfully.

“It’s not nice to say so though,” said James, and Lily made a face.

“Are we raising them to be nice?” Lily said.

“I’m trying,” said James.

“You talk about a war,” said Harry and shrugged. Dudley nodded.

“There was a very bad man, in those days,” said James.

“Voldemort,” said Lily, and James made a face.

“He was so scary a lot of people don’t like to say his name, even now,” said James. “And he was coming after us because we had been fighting against him, in the war. He came to the house and he tried to hurt you, Harry. But it didn’t work. It hurt him instead, and gave you that scar.”

“Is he going to come back?” said Dudley, who was paler than his normal pink.

“No one’s heard of him since then,” said Lily.

“Where were you?” said Harry, because all his life they had been right there.

“Oh,” said Lily, but her throat closed up.

“We were at Dudley’s mum and dad’s funeral,” said James. “Our friend– our friend Sirius was watching you two. The bad man, he came to the house. He. Well. I.”

“Sirius died,” said Lily, one hand squeezing James’s knee and the other reaching down to brush hair off Dudley’s forehead. “You lived, Harry, and Voldemort vanished. And that’s why sometimes people stare in the streets, baby.” James tweaked Harry’s collar absently.

Two days after they had buried Lily’s sister, the Potters had stood together in the first chills of November and buried James’s brother.

Sirius had been burned off the Black family tree years before. Lily and James had talked to his cousin Andromeda, to Remus, and then they had laid him to rest in the Potter family plot. At the wake, they’d told old jokes about squirrel breath, shedding, and man’s best friend. Remus had fallen asleep on their couch and stayed for a month.

It took a two hour row with HR for Lily to get two passes to the Ministry’s Bring Your Kid To Work Day.

“He’s a Muggle.”

“He’s not,” Lily snapped. “He’s family.”

She had to get permission, sign a million forms, and she also had to take the boys in early so that Dudley could get smothered in the spells that would keep the Anti-Muggle wards around the Ministry from activating on him. “If a Muggle stumbles in somehow, they just see a funny-smelling supply cabinet and turn back around,” Lily told Dudley. He nodded and dragged Harry off by the wrist to go look at the fountain.

The windows were pouring sunlight into the underground room– the maintenance workers had just gotten a win on their contract negotiations and had banished the grimy rain-spattered windows of the previous weeks. The light hit the falling water, the golden statues, and the small excitable crowd of Ministry dependents who were gathering in the atrium. Dudley was fishing about in the fountain for Knuts to toss back out again, elbow-deep, and Harry was laughing and coming up with weird wishes to make on them.

Lily hadn’t said son. She’d said family, and that was true enough, wasn’t it? She didn’t say son– she had a son, and she had a nephew, a ward, another child who came to her after nightmares and scraped knees. It was not less, it was just words.

Lily worried about stealing more things from Petunia. Tuney had shrieked at her, in ladies’ restrooms and suburban foyers, had hissed at her in grocery store aisles and family dinners, because Lily got everything. And now Lily had her son.

Lily could just imagine it– could just see Petunia’s face twisting and chin stabbing at the air. You could have anything, and you took my son– my son!

“You left him to me,” Lily whispered, but that wasn’t quite right. “You left,” she whispered, and that wasn’t quite right either, so she strode off toward the fountain to ask the boys if they wanted to go see the Auror spellwork ranges. Dudley’s sodden shirt sleeves dripped all over the Ministry floors. Harry’s hair fell down into his eyes and they both grinned bright enough to rival the spelled sunlight.

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Person A is a barista at a nearby coffee shop. They have grown fond of Person B, who they have a crush on. One day, when B orders their coffee, A writes their number on the cup.

Bonus: B sees the number and keeps the cup so they won’t lose it.

2nd Bonus: B has had a crush on A the entire time.

Um this isn’t a fandom blog or any kind of blog really but I had this conversation with fellow fannibal @franicie about murder husbands on social media and I. I had to. And then she suggested I put it on here, so. Just a little sketch thing, used references but drew it quickly so excuse my lazy handwriting/general sloppiness!!

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Marinette didnt think that this smile with sharky teeth could be so cute.

its Mermay, right? and kinda Marichat month, soo…. *points on drawing and shrugs* 

(changed old mermaid!Chat`s design just a bit)

AU where Persons A and B are roommates and A is a vampire and doesn’t even hide it but B just thinks they’re joking all the time.

“Is that wine? Can I have a sip?”

“It’s blood.”

“Haha, whatever you say.”


“Where did you get these sweet fake fangs?”

“They’re real. I’m a vampire.”

“Sure you are, and I’m Bigfoot.”

jay-the-gay-transboy  asked:

dude u love me... do teenage david adopts baby max au

“David, this is crazy! You can’t do this, you’re just a kid!”

“I know it’s crazy, but somebody has to.”

I see your au and raise you- David and Gwen find Max, and David decides to take care of him despite a bad home life.

I don’t understand the appeal of this AU entirely. I think that is because I don’t like babies. but whatever you like it so here you go!

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thesoggybug  asked:

Hi there! As someone new to this fandom, I have to say your blog is the best thing ever! What would you recommend a good fic for someone who has never read any Victuuri fanfics before? I was hoping for something really sweet (maybe nsfw?), but still in character and not AU.

Hi! Thank you! Here are some of my favourite fics that I think would be perfect for someone who is new to the fandom!

Originally posted by noenoaholi


New to YOI fanfiction? Start here!


Canon Universe 

The Fundamentals of Caring by braveten, Explicit, 20k
One of my favourite hurt/comfort fics! Yuuri comes down with a nasty cold and Victor tries to take care of him the best that he can. Full of hilariously delusional Yuuri, caring Victor, and ALL THE FLUFF! So cute, definitely recommend! 

Love Like You by LFMH021, Teen, 3.6k
Little insight to retired and domestic Victuuri! Many small scenes from deciding who is going to do the dishes to grocery shopping. SO CUTE AND FLUFFY I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH! It’s the domestic fic you’re looking for!

stammi vicino by sunshinehide, Gen, 1k
It’s moments like these where Yuuri realizes how lucky in love he is with Victor. SO fluffy and cute!

Just for You, a Symphony from My Soul by Caeseria, Explicit, 12k
Sometimes, it’s the smaller moments – those out of the public eye – that are the most important. Lovely first time fic!

Jealous by Flightless_Bird, Teen, 4.4k
The idea prickled in the back of Yuuri’s mind and he glanced sharply at Victor again. Was he…Could he be….? Well, there was only one way to find out. SO GOOD OMG

From The Moon by ButterBeerBitch, Mature, 4.8k
Victor Nikiforov, the living legend, winner of five consecutive World Championships and five straight Grand Prix Finals - was in Yuuri’s bed. Yuuri’s bumpy, squeaky bed, with the Pokémon stickers peeling off the frame and the unwashed sheets.

#KissOrHug by Aurum, Gen, 2.2k
Yuuri and Victor make #Victuri trend worldwide. Phichit accidentally makes it worse. This is is SO cute, it’s a must read!

Safety Hazards in St. Petersburg by lucycamui, Explicit, 3.7k
In which Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg and Victor discovers just how distracting living with him can be. I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH OMG

A Safe Place To Fall by uchiuchi, Teen, 8k
Victor doesn’t understand what Yuuri said during the press conference, and Yuuri

hold me in your arms tonight by isonala, Gen, 702 words
After surgery, Victor wakes up with temporary amnesia and forgets he’s married to Yuuri. Quick read, and the fluffiest of fluff. Must read!

Praise Please by surveycorpsjean, Explicit, 5.2k
Viktor is a good coach. Strict, talented. But Viktor is kind. He gives praise like a waterfall, overflowing and loud and it makes Yuuri drown. Fluff and smut. Cute!


Alternate Universe

of dusk and dawn and a love beyond by exile_wrath, Gen, 5.5k
The King of Day, Victor, drops flowers to the Ruler of Night, Yuuri, to express his love for him; yet, they are always returned, as Yuuri thinks that they’re dropped by mistake. Day and Night AU!

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya, Explicit, 147k (WIP)
Rivals AU where Yuuri’s main goal, ever since he was a child, is to beat Victor and win the GPF. SO MUCH ANGST (like, so much) and deliciously hot, hot, hot! You might die from reading this… it’s that good. Thumbs up!

Amateur or Expert by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Teen, 1.9k
AU where Yuuri is a ice skating instructor and Victor is thirsty for him and will do whatever it takes for Yuuri to get to know him. Even if that means pretending to not know how to skate at all, even though he’s a five-time world champion. VERY cute, lots of fluff, and Victor is hilarious in this. Love!

#baristalife by fan_nerd, Mature, 9.6k
Coffee shop AU! Victor, proud owner of Muse café and roastery, goes searching for a local bakery to buy sweets for his store. When he does, he finds Yutopia, a quaint little place tucked away in a small part of town. The good news is, he quickly becomes business partners with the lead patissier, Yuuri. This is an amazing fic, must read! 

Expomise by thankyouforexisting, Teen, 71k (WIP)
YOI/Hogwarts crossover that is too pure for words. First year muggle-born Yuuri get paired up with the Victor Nikiforov in potions class. Filled with after school study sessions, magic, pining, and skating! LOVE!

all the world’s a stage by braveten, Explicit, 112k
Actor AU where Victor is the the most famous actor in Hollywood and Yuuri is a silver medalist at this year’s GPF… and also has a huge crush on Victor. Yuuri auditions to become his skating coach for a movie with the help of Pitchit and cuteness ensues. Lots of fluff, some angst, and a little bit of smut. Amazing fic!

Dancing Daffodils by grayclouds, Mature, 33k (WIP)
Greek God AU where Yuuri is the god of Eros who falls for Victor, a man secluded/banished from the rest of society. Very sweet, and the mix of Greek mythology and YOI works amazingly well. Definitely recommend!

Masquerade by Ashida, Explicit, 46k (WIP)
Yuuri is part of Japan’s most notorious mafias. Victor is the head of the Russian mafia. After brief meetings throughout the span of five years, they decide to go off together and leave everything behind. Mafia AU! I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS FIC!

On My Love by RikoJasmine, Teen, 48k (WIP)
Time travel AU where Yuuri and Victor are happy aged and married, but an accident occurs and suddenly Yuuri wakes up back in Detroit, in a time before he had even met Victor. Angst and pining ensues. Great fic!

ebony & ivory by wbtrashking (fan_nerd), Explicit, 20k
OH MY GOD THIS FIC IS AMAZING. Yuuri, a pianist, moves into a new apartment complex to play with the ASO. Not long after he starts practicing, he starts getting requests from his mysterious upstairs neighbour. Musician AU!

Okay but

Au where after Jeremy drinks Code Red, the Squip disappears, yes, but comes back

As a human

Except his memory is gone like the Moon King in Kubo, but everyone else knows him.

They all bully him (and throw bottles/cans of Code Red at him ??? and he’s so confused ???)

But not Jeremy, Michael, and Rich

They all tell him something like “oh you accidentally hit Brooke at a party while drunk and that’s why everyone hates you” and they let him hang around bc ??? if he doesn’t remember ??? what’s the point in bullying him for something he doesn’t understand

Eventually he gets his memory back but doesn’t tell them bc he realizes they were cool/chill, just in their own way

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[ au’s that exists elsewhere ]

he’s always dressed in leather, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. it’s a bad habit and he knows it but it’s one that he can’t quit, not that sam really wants him too anyway.

they share a milkshake, sam drinking out of the same straw of his brother and when it’s all finished, dean will close the distance between the two of them and lick the taste of chocolate out of his little brother’s mouth, smirking at the distaste that falls on the other patrons faces.

it’s dangerous, to be this with his brother. but the moment that someone says anything about him or his brother, his knuckles will be coated with their blood and sam will only laugh, grab a fist full of dean’s leather jacket and bite dean’s lips until their just as red as the blood on his hands.

they’ll stay out late and sam will take drags from dean’s cigarette, blowing the smoke in the air, watching whatever movie is playing on the big screen.

and when sam gets too cold and the denim jacket that he wears isn’t enough to keep the chill out of his lanky bones, dean will slide out of his leather jacket and drape it across sam’s bony shoulders and sam will bury himself in the comfort and the smell of dean that the jacket brings.

[1950s weecest]

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Kidstorm AU: where wally and jax meet again as superheroes, after having a sort-of thing back in wally’s racing days, and are not as subtle as they think they are.

anonymous asked:

Helloo sorry do you have any about one of them talking their language and the other not understanding them? (I worded that weird sorry)

Thanks for these requests! I think I know a few fics you’ll enjoy! (I added in some language kink in there because I reALLY LIKE IT OKAY DON’T JUDGE ME)

Originally posted by viktvr


Language Barrier 


Call Everything on the Ice… by shysweetthing, Explicit, 43k (WIP)
Victor learns Japanese while in Hasetsu. He doesn’t tell Yuuri, and things get dicey when he overhears Yuuri and Mari talking about him in Japanese. Repeatedly. I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH

Unwritten by kaizuka, Teen, 34k
Soulmates AU where whatever you write on your own skin appears on your soulmate, but when there is a language barrier, meeting becomes just a little more difficult than it should be. Great soulmate AU!

Language of Love by OrionsProdigy95, Gen, 694 words
Victor is going to propose to Yuuri, but he’s just not sure how. So what’s the harm in trying it in Russian? Yuuri couldn’t understand it anyways, right? Cute and quick one shot!

Talk to Me by SuggestiveScribe, Explicit, 3.9k
There was a bouncing shift of weight, and suddenly a silky voice was at Yuuri’s ear, “Hey Yuuri, is it possible you like when I speak Russian?” Yuuri groaned. Viktor’s lips ghosted right beneath Yuuri’s ear, gently sliding over the sensitive flesh of his neck, “I can speak Russian to you, if you like.” OMG SO GOOD

put my heart on my chest, so you can read it too by driedupwishes, Teen, 3.2k
“Is it hard for you,” Yuuri asks, “being in a country where you don’t speak the language?” Cute!

I Wanted To Check by insatiablerealist, Gen, 4.2k
Yuuri is an artist, Viktor is a ballet teacher, and they find themselves sharing an apartment in Barcelona. The only problem is they speak two different languages, but despite that, they fall in love. A LOVE ACTUALLY AU DO YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING READ THIS IT’S SO GOOD OMG

Assuming Makes An Ass Out of You and Me (or how not to find out someone is multi-lingual) by Stories_to_be_read
Yuuri learns to never assume that the cute guy you have a crush on doesn’t speak Japanese. Great fic!

Repeat After Me by queenieofaces, Teen, 5.8k
Victor learns language through mimicry, hears phrases and repeats them back until the inflection becomes second nature. Yuuri seems to communicate best through euphemism, through metaphor, through talking around the subject rather than approaching it head on, and so Victor tries his best to mimic him, to take his words and echo them back. Thumbs up!

Koi by Ash_Lumos, Explicit, 7.3k
Viktor is always curious to know more about Yuuri’s culture, so the boy takes his coach to a traditional Japanese Summer Festival. Their special night together turns out to be even more magical than they had predicted. Yuuri loves it when Victor speaks Russian…like… a lot

Eggs, Coffee, Bread, Butter by LittleLostStar, Teen, 2.9k
Yuuri has a small adventure at a grocery store in St. Petersburg and everything is just adorable. So fluffy and cute!

Mille-Feuille by hanakoto, Teen, 1.7k
Yuuri discovers that Victor is fluent in French. LOVE!

Security by Harlequinade13, Explicit, 5k
Victor and Yuuri attend a Christmas party. Yuuri gets some unwanted attention. Victor gets jealous. Yuuri learns some Russian during a steamy make-out session. Bonus jealous Victor!

in the spaces between by sixpences, Teen, 7.2k
Yuuri’s life in St Petersburg is spread between four languages. Definitely recommend!

from a script i overanalyse by windupbirdgirl, Teen, 4.4k
Sometimes new things can be overwhelming. Yuuri learns to cope with them. Lovely fic that shows how Yuuri struggles with living in Russia.

Be More Chill - Monster AU

take that title loosely cause they arent all technically monsters

Jeremy: Werewolf - first things first he is a VERY scrawny werewolf even when he is transformed. I know its kind of unfitting but i honestly couldnt think of anything other than just making him human but that would be weird so im just gonna use his furry kink as an explanation for this one folks 

EDIT:. Jeremy is a satyr now 

Michael: Half dragon hybrid - i dont know what to call it but think wings, tail, fangs, and a fire breath exclusively used for lighting joints. hes a music obsessed stoner dragon with anxiety what more do i say

Christine: Angel - you heard it here first folks shes a literal angel. 

Rich: Halfling dwarf - think lord farquaad. thats it. literally his only powers are being short and buff (also if i remember from DnD they can kind of see in the dark but i havent reviewed the handbook in a while)

Jake: Demon - his parents stole money from some important dudes in hell so he’s just chillin while they flee. He’s actually a pretty high class demon so he naturally excels at a lot of things, hence the all of the extracurriculars he does

Brooke: Siren (the mermaid kind not the freaky bird kind) - you know those mermaid movies where they only have tails in the water? think of it like that. she has a beautiful voice (obviously) but shes insecure about it because it can kind of straight up lure people to her (and occasionally kill them)

Chloe: Just a really sexy witch - think hogwarts student but she doesnt need a wand. Lowkey jealous of other people at school because all she can do is cast spells while there are some that can straight up murder people

Jenna: I cant think of anything - i actually cant think of anything feel free to help me out. please EDIT:. Shes a psychic and can see peoples futures/do very basic mind readings! Thats how she knows the dirt on everyone

The SQUIPS: the squips are a species of spirit-like shapeshifters capable of minor possessions that convince you that they can help you get whatever you want before using you, your status or even just straight up taking over your body to get what they need

also this is just extra and unnecessary but Madeline is a succubus and thats why she always manages to have sex with dudes