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Okay so. You can shoot me for this but I think Grisham would be really into his lovers having a lot of body hair. In general, but especially down there. I think he wouldn’t trim his own either unless his lover asks him to. He probably needs to shave the hair in his arms because of food safety regulations (BOOOOOOOOOOO) and I think he’d hate it with a passion. He’d do it for someone he loves because he lives to please to an unhealthy degree but he’d never do it for himself.

Corbeau I think would trim but not shave. I can see him being very neutral about his lovers’ body hair, though I do think he’d prefer it if they were trimmed or shaved he’d rather die than say anything about it. Would be willing to change how he maintains his own hair if his lover mentioned it though. Looking at you Grisham go get that bush

Philippe I. Need him to not shave at all actually. I need that man hairy, especially his chest. As a treat every time I grab his titties or bury my face in his chest I need his wonderfully soft body hair to be there. I think he would be really into body hair too, especially when giving oral. Make of that what you will

scenario: reader and corbeau have been together for roughly 6ish months, and it's been great. genuinely. he's the most attentive lover in the world, spoils you absolutely rotten and cheers you on in your most badass moments

the sex is genuinely phenomenal too. your relationship hasn't yet settled into a preferred dynamic yet, but you honestly prefer it that way. switch x switch goodness

it's been good.

until today.

you've been having the WORST DAY of your Arceus-damned existence. nothing is going right, your battling game has been absolutely shit lately, you're overstimulated to hell and you haven't gotten to really be intimate with Beau in over a week. you're Pissed Off™️, is the point.

so you blaze your way through the Syndicate lobby. most of the grunts know by now not to test your patience anyway, even on a good day, but you still flash your belt full of pokeballs at one poor soul that didn't look away in time. philippe knows better.

as you stalk out of the elevator, corbeau barely has time to close his laptop, look up at you and ask "angel? what's wron-" before you slam your bag down on his desk, take off your battling belt and do the same with it (slightly more gently) and push your way onto his lap, already pushing your skirt aside.

"shut the fuck up," you hiss, more bitterly than you mean, almost missing how it makes his ears bright red. "I've had the worst day of my life, so you're gonna sit there and make it better."

beau has absolutely zero complaints. he gets off at least twice before you're done with him <3

this probably isn't that unhinged by your standards but I consider this blog my place to be able to talk about Him knowing you're on the same wavelength. much love~ /p

-🍒

Hey cherry!! Welcome back, always lovely to see you!

Dont worry for a single second, all unhinged thoughts are welcome here I love it when y’all talk to me and I’m always going feral over the men hehe

Switch x switch goodness all the way, it’s the best of both worlds truly. Plus I love subby Beau, he’s there for you to use however you need while he just enjoys how beautifully scary his love can be.

the thought that made me sit up in bed this morning was shower sex being a top tier danger event for three people who need glasses in varying degrees

one of those mfs is slipping over in corbeau's giant shower because someone who is longsighted can't see shit and grabbed at the nearby blur of one of their partners too hard and they all slip and slid to an accident and emergency room when one of them has a fuckin concussion

HELL YEAH goddd Grisham having a room in Beau's flat is everything. The soft domesticity of a space that belongs to him, the little hints of his presence that Corbeau can hold onto while Grisham's not there UGH I love it too much

Both of you sitting on either side of Corbeau during his meetings. Corbeau has a hand on each of your waists.

Just the sheer amount of potential smut is driving me nuts (don't even get me started on the domestic fluff).

Okay so I had so much fun with this concept it got out of hand and is going to have multiple parts now, the reader shows up on the next one. As is, it's currently set in my Rust Syndicate Grisham AU.

CW: Mafia bullshit, Corbeau orders someone killed and Philippe does it.

"I have been far more generous than you ever deserved."

Grisham closed his eyes, leaning his head on Corbeau's shoulder and listening to the threatening tone in his voice like it was the most soothing sound in the world. The client looked terrified, beyond it really, like a cornered prey animal who just realised there was no way to run.

And with how he seemed so unwilling to pay what he owed, that might just be the case.

Pity, Grisham thought, he was an amusing one to watch. Out of all the negotiations Corbeau had dragged him into, this client was the one who put up the best show.

"I just hate it when my pets have to witness blood being spilled, you know?" Corbeau traced the line of Grisham's spine with his fingers, pausing at the nape of his neck to pull him closer, a hand coming to rest over his thighs. Tracing the cutouts at his hips, the silver belt with the Syndicate's sigil.

Grisham nuzzled into the crook of his neck, face hidden save for the vaguest hint of a smile. "I can close my eyes."

Namely, Scolipede!Corbeau & Charizard!Grisham being obsessive—possibly Yandere (Only if you’re comfy)—with a *five foot darling? 👀

*I’m absolutely NOT projecting (a lie)

(I was originally just a Corbeau simp, but Grisham is slowly growing on me as well)

Ooooo it's a super interesting concept, I've never tried my hand at it but I'm excited and there's a first time for everything.

CW: Poisoning, implied kidnapping, threats of babytrapping.

MINORS DNI

"Dearest, the poison will only hurt more if you resist like this." Grisham's voice was deceptively warm as he ran the back of his claw over your cheek, looking at you like you were the most precious treasure of his entire hoard. "You look so beautiful like this... the tears suit you, although it breaks my heart to see you cry."

"You'll come around, won't you darling?" Corbeau's voice was so soft, whispered right against your ear before he pressed a kiss behind it. The sharpness of his stingers making you flinch.

"Don't be like that." Grisham scolded. "If anything, that'll make him want to poison you more, won't it my love?"

I see your damselfish or fairywrasse reader and would like to raise you; Moray Eel or Barracuda reader (they both prey on octopods and lionfish*)

Moray Eel! reader can find Corbeau, no matter how well he's hidden, by smell alone, like a damn bloodhound. You don't like it when he tries cutting across your territory once(1) to follow his prey (even if you just claimed it. Your not the weirdly social, bright yellow(prettier) Canari) so you start trying to catch him, becoming more fond of each other along the way.

Barracuda! reader takes a small loan and flakes, and Corbeau thinks you're an easy mark, and decides to deal w/ you himself, right up until you rip off two of his legs with a crazed smile.

(Lots of mers are blue/gray and shiny, so it can be hard to tell species at a glance, but barracuda's have a reputation trust)

The only reason he's still 'alive' is because phil showed up. (witch was your all in your plan, all along)

(The Barracuda cover by Annapantsu is great btw)

I need you to know that the phrase "cannibalism (…) which you seem to like" one shot me dead skdjfhkdjsfhdkjh it one shot me dead and left me bleeding out in the carrefour floor. I had it coming but it STILL caught me off guard, I need a moment to recover jkdsfhdkjfhsdkjfhk

Okay alright. Recovered.

Yes, I absolutely love that sdkjfhskdjfhk it's such a huge brained take to flip the tables and have the reader hunt THEM instead, I especially like the moray eel reader being able to track Corbeau by scent. Can't run from that shortstack, wherever you go they'll find you <3

Corbeau deserves to be hunted down and have the living shit scared out of him as a treat. I can see him getting more and more desperate, trying to distract you with Grisham or even employ his help to escape. Maybe you catch them both to take them to your lair and keep them there for yourself. Toxic polycule <3

Barracuda reader setting everything up as a trap to lure the pretty boy in is also SUCH a wonderful take, either way he deserves to be on the other side of the game for once. See what it feels like <3

(What have you done to me. I swear I didn't have this fetish before what have you done to me!?)

You know that dragon bride AU? But make it their bride is actually a very accomplished knight meant to secretly slay the dragons.

I just love their love being strong and them getting turned on that they are hot with a sword 🥺

*tries to fix door* 🚪

-🌟 (from all the glow in the dark stars ive collected)

Holy fuck YES I’m taking so many notes oh my god

The bride goes willingly, pretending to be out of both a willingness to save the village and attraction to them. All part of the plan to get her to infiltrate their lair and fix the situation once and for all, eradicating their reign of terror from the inside.

Tilting their chins up with a blade, making both of them so painfully hard as she reveals the betrayal. It starts as a fight and ends with them fucking so nasty no one’s walking for the next week.

By the end of it both of them have their heads on her chest, asking if she’s really going to go through with killing them, claws digging into her skin just a little. She tells them she’ll think on it for awhile. Long enough for the village to think that she’s dead maybe🫶

💯

I have a rust syndicate Grisham AU I’ve been fiddling with and LET ME TELL YOU that fits it so nicely. I’m torn between him keeping it as a surprise for Beau or having him by his side while he’s getting the ink, holding his hand and soothing him from the pain. I don’t CARE that Grisham has probably been shot and not complained or that tattoos dont actually hurt as much I need him to hold Corbeau’s hand and get doted on the whole time. We will suspension all the disbelief for it.

Imagine Corbeau tracing the healed tattoo, feeling so deeply satisfied with how great a proof it is that Grisham is his. That his loyalty to him the syndicate is not to be doubted. He always needs to have as much proof that his loved ones are with him as possible, dressing them in his colours, holding them as tight as he can, and this? Oh this is scratching every possessive itch in his body. And better yet, it’s something that Grisham decided to do on his own. There was no need for him to say a word. His lover came to this decision by himself entirely.

it's post-game, reader/oc is from paldea and is visiting lumiose on like. a business venture or something. they're invited by some means to visit the rust syndicate and corbeau is smitten the second they walk in the door

they get to talking to each other, obviously with thinly veiled sexual tension. reader/oc reveals that they specialize in ground types, but "won't say no to the occasional poison type, especially if they're cute ;)"

corbeau knows damn well what ground-type is supereffective against and is doing his absolute best to keep a blush from his face. philippe wishes he had popcorn

this is obviously just the start of my Thoughts™️, I could be persuaded to cook up more ;)

do you have a 🍒 anon yet? I'll take that if it's open, but no worries if not ^^

I do not have a cherry anon yet, more than happy to welcome you for it!!

And I love that so much, I have such a soft spot for Corbeau being with trainers that are superefective against his type. He likes to be dominated <3

I love the added bonus of them being both supereffective against Corbeau and Philippe. Polycule potential. I mean what.

In my head, if reader goes away for a while (whether it be weeks or even months), trust me when i say Philippe would be ALL over them 👀👀👀👀

I can just imagine him being very touchy and needy AAARRRGGHHH

Reader is deffo getting railed by him- WHO SAID THAT

Hell yeah I love Philippe propaganda, he would absolutely be inseparable from the reader as soon as he can get his hands on them once again. Holding them to his chest so tightly, leaving so many marks in their skin so he can continuously see the physical proof that they are together again.

And absolutely they're getting railed into oblivion. Up until the only thing they can say is his name, and then until not even a single word makes it past their lips, only whimpers and moans.

Well enough to represent their country in the olympics, particularly Corbeau, Grisham and Philippe

Listen, let’s be honest here alright. Corbeau has probably blown Philippe far more than once, deepthroated him too. And please, look at Philippe. The man is two metres tall there’s no way he doesn’t have the dick to match.

Philippe is someone who I think decided to become really good at giving blowjobs in his early 20s, and then went and did exactly that. Something something, it was very useful to gather the first crumbs of what would come to be the rust syndicate, back when it was just a small gang. I mean. What was that sound. Did anyone hear anything.

Now, Grisham is a capital W Whore, he’s fucked more people than he can remember and he’s damn good at it. Gives the kind of head that’d change someone’s entire life, and he’s blown Corbeau more times than he can count. He sticks his tongue out and it makes Corbeau hard on the spot like a pavlovian response. Which I can see him using against Corbeau intentionally lmao.

Also Corbeau would not keep his hands off Grisham for one second, just for the record. Grisham's making food and Corbeau's on his knees to get dessert before dinner. Grisham comes home from the café to a welcome back gift currently waiting for him in their bed very impatiently. Grisham needs to take a shower, his favourite pocket sized terror is there with him too. Grisham cannot shake this man, nor would he want to, but either way he CANNOT shake this man. Corbeau already had the shared gravestone planned out from week two of their relationship.

You really are our strongest soldier 🫡

LMAOOOOO thank you thank you I live to serve

And I was literally thinking about the cock logistics and adaptation (hey I invented a new phrase! Don't think that combination of words has ever been used before) and considering which creative liberties I can take here.

My favourite cock consultant (tm) @cosmerotic who helped me figure out how to go about it in the mermaid AU has informed me that I could consider dragons closer to dinosaurs than lizards, and dinosaurs are closer to birds, and research on ostriches has suggested that a trait inherited from the earliest bird ancestors (the ones closer to dinosaurs) would have been a corkscrew dick. Which I did not know existed, was shocked by the discovery and will not be using for Grisham because what the fuck. And also the reader would need a corkscrew pussy and I cannot figure that out too. But I did think it was a worthy mention because it took my friend a lot of research to get there.

There is also MORE research underway. Mainly on my friend's part I'm just sitting there with popcorn and coming up with scenarios lmao.

Also he's also informed me there is a snake with a venomous dick*. Which is some key information that I have received, there is potential there I think for big scary lamia Corbeau and his aphrodisiac-injecting dick.

*Cosmo has informed me that it is in fact the snake and not the dick thats venomous and my brain abbreviated it because Corbeau. HOWEVER, creative liberties will be taken here because my soup brain cooked with that (hopefully momentary) lack of reading comprehension.