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sharkorok · 10 months

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enha + reunions

summary: enhypen seeing their s/o after a long time!! :)

genre/tw: fluff, sappy fluff, crying, established relationship, idol!enhypen and reader doesn’t have a specified occupation, cursing, cute!!

a/n: mom made me pancakes guys everything is good

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heeseung

-picks you up from the airport and does that thing where you run into his arms and he picks you up and spins you around GAWDDDD

-so happy to see you he’s peppering kisses all over your face but he’s still like “did you miss me? I bet you missed me hm?”

-has the prettiest smile on his face while you guys are on your way home, asks if you were alright during your trip and if everything went well, physically cannot bring himself to stop holding your hand or touching you somehow because he has you back and he won’t let you go!!

-I’m physically nauseous with how much he’s all over you like it’s almost overwhelming but he can’t help himself from being heads over heels for you

-“tell me you missed me as much as I missed you” mf you missed him more 😭😭

-if you’re the type to cry he’ll laugh while holding you, stroking your hair and promising you you guys are gonna be together again for a long long long time

other members below :)

jay

-honestly the only thing you were missing when he was gone was him physically, he literally would never miss a second to call or text you or send you money to go on “shopping” dates or FaceTime you before bed when he could-

-he got home super late and was so ready to crawl into bed and fall asleep, especially with YOUUU

-he saw you, and you lazily peeked up and smiled before outstretching your arms and gesturing for him to come and cuddle and he just melts. he hates being away from you but when he comes home to this it’s suddenly all so worth it

-buries his face in the crook of your neck and almost immediately falls asleep because he’s just so safe and comfy with you

-“I missed you so much, baby.” “I missed you too.”

-had the best sleep since he left you <3

-refuses to let you go or wake up in the morning so you better clear the next day when he gets home because u r stuck w that man!! (and ur not complaining)

jake

-“my baby’s home!!”

-all giggly and jumps to be all over you in a second, even if it’s in public he’s giving you such a phat kiss in an instant <3

-prompts you to tell him everything while he was gone, and in return he does the same, filling in with every detail and showing you all the photos he took of layla and him because he was so lonely without you :,)

-jay’s part made me lowkey sleepy but for you you’re gonna be staying up because Jake needs to talk to you and hold you and just be with you every second when you come back

-and yea he’ll wake you up unless you seriously need some sleep but you better stay up for him >:/

-I feel like he’s clingy but in the way he’s so reliant on you as a part of his daily routine and so he just feels like a part of him is missing when you’re gone, and now you’re back!!

sunghoon

-“wowww ok y/n so you didn’t get me the live band and sculpture of us kissing made from roses or even a six foot teddy bear covered in your perfume/cologne?? The bare minimum?”

-he’s mostly joking because he lowkey melts inside the second he sees you, showering you with souvenirs and gifts he picked up while he was away, telling you stories of everything he did and got to do

-“were you eating right? everything alright while I was gone?” acting like he didn’t text you good morning every. single. time. smh!!

-probably slows down and gets nervous that you think he didn’t actually miss you so he pulls you into his arms reaaaally tight out of nowhere and is like “I missed you yknow” but you better say it back or he’ll get sassy on you!!

-honestly takes a whole day off so he can catch up with you and just spend time with you since he was deprived of his y/n <3

sunoo

-gets so hype when he sees you again!! he’s so giddy and silly and I love him sm dude it’s not funny

-kisses your forehead/cheek when he sees you again, at home he’ll give you an actual kiss :>

-“pls don’t ever leave me again I couldn’t stand being w those buffoons for that long” “…?” “yknow my members?”

-makes you tell him everything and if you took photos he’ll be staring super duper intently at each and every one of them helping you dissect each one

-“no your hair looks better here post this”, he comments as he’s the small spoon and your head is rested on the top of his SOBS MY EYES OUT REALLY HARD 🤣🤣

-tells you every single story that happened when you were gone in excruciating detail and he’ll pretend to be offended once you fall asleep but he’ll tuck the two of you in, give you a kiss on your forehead and whisper, “I missed you so much”

jungwon

-I feel like he would cry in private especially if it was a really long trip

-apologizes for being emotional like STFU DONT CRY BBYYYY 😭😭😭, and he just wants to hold you and never let go so you guys aren’t apart ever again!!

-“were you good? you better have been!! tell me everything that happened while I was gone ok? :))” and he gladly listens and you two exchange stories but the entire time he’s looking at you so fondly you feel like you’re falling in love all over again

-“why are you looking at me like that won?” “I just missed you so much.”

-you bet ur ass he’s all over you for the next week, he feels so safe around you and not having you was like not having oxygen to breathe but in a healthy non toxic way

-gets all giggly and shy if you say how much you missed him too :,)

riki

-“almost died without you” -him the second he sees you again

-he’s not very loud about it because he can feel awkward expressing his emotions but holy fuck he never knew he could experience longing this bad

-the second he sees you again it feels like he got hit by a truck in the best sense of the phrase, he holds your hand so tightly you lose circulation you think

-“shh I know you missed me too” but that’s just because he feels embarrassed getting all sappy in public T-T, at home he’s letting himself get wrapped up in your arms and lazily talking about how lame it was to not have you around

-“I literally was not gonna make it another day let’s be fr here” “you’re so dramatic niki” “only for you y/n”

-melts when you press a little kiss to his forehead before bed the night you or him gets back, talking about how you two will be together for as long as possible <3333

-SOBS SO HARD U GUYS R SO CUTE *dies*

#enhypen drabbles #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen headcanons #enha x reader #enha imagines #enha fluff #enha reactions

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strawberrystepmom · 7 months

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pairing: ghost!gojo satoru x f!reader

word count: 2.8k

about: the bump you’ve been hearing in the night isn’t just your imagination, it’s a friendly ghost. a handsome ghost. a ghost who you've befriended that isn't so sure he wants to share you.

contents: nsfw - mdni. you are enjoying oral sex (f!receiving) from a ghost, voyeurism (he's a creep but reader is into it ♡), vaginal fingering, alcohol consumption, mentions of masturbation, possessiveness leaning on yandere behavior, reader is referred to with feminine terms (pretty girl) and is stated to be wearing a dress.

notes: welcome to thot-o-ween 2023! we are kicking things off with my ghostly boyfriend and im gonna be honest with u guys here, i didn't do extensive research about the ins and outs of ghost sex but he can materialize and harden the parts of him he wants to and let's leave it at that, okay? thank you to @rossithepixie for beta reading this bad boy and i hope you enjoy! happy halloween!

Another unlucky night, you lament upon arriving back to your apartment. Your keys jingle in the door as you turn the lock with your uncomfortable heels dangling from your hand, pushing the door inward and slumping with each step forward.

Third dates usually end better than this but it seems your last several third dates have ended with nothing satisfying, polite kisses and wishes for a good evening. It’s hard not to internalize the rejection given this is the fourth person it has happened with and you drop your heels with a thud on the hardwood below, padding across the floor and working off your jewelry, contorting your wrist to unclasp your bracelet.

“Back already?”

A sigh and a shake of your head mark that you already know who the voice belongs to despite being unable to witness its owner. Tossing your bracelet down on the coffee table, you slump against the couch with an unimpressed grunt and jump slightly when you look up to see a pair of blue eyes with white hair falling in them staring back at you.

You don’t know why you expected anything less than Satoru being ready to gloat that you’ve returned home empty handed but you hoped for at least a little bit of time to lick your wounds.

“Well hello to you, too,” you snip and he chuckles. The dim overhead light shines through him reminding you that he isn’t quite human, something it’s all too easy to forget given his charming grin and affable nature, and he hops over the top of the couch in a flash and plops down next to you.

You still aren’t sure how you ended up with a ghost as a freeloading roommate nor how you’re able to not only see but feel and communicate with him but at least he makes good company after your failed attempts at finding love. He’s always there with a silly joke or a goofy smile to make things hurt a little less.

It’s almost embarrassing how easy it has been to find comfort in this specter, a figment of a man left on Earth for reasons you’ll never know, but hey - a friend’s a friend when you’re lonely.

“Not sure what happened this time,” you explain while standing up. He watches your every move, eyes dancing across your chest and trailing down your waist and hips as your dress settles back across them. Taking one look at you, hunger rises within him but he swallows it as you walk to the kitchen and he hears the telltale noise of a corkscrew at work.

He can be as patient as he needs for as long as he needs given his games have worked up until this point. You pour a glass of wine, another sitting next to your full glass, and you furrow your brow.

“Satoru?”

He looks over the couch, eyes narrowing as he sees your relaxed posture and the way you lean against the counter next to you. It has to be the dress, he thinks, that hugs every delicious curve and has made the already thin tether he keeps on his self control further loosen.

“Yeah?”

You smile when he responds, pulling your glass away from your lips. His eyes fall on the lipstick stain left behind and he has to curl his fist in his lap and keep his face neutral to keep his frustration from showing.

“Ghosts don’t eat or drink, right?”

He shrugs, arm dangling over the side of the couch as he watches you slip the glass back into the cupboard above your head. You’re assuming that he isn’t interested in the wine despite how his eyes follow your every move. It isn’t unusual that you feel him watching you, having to draw boundaries on where he is and is not allowed to be several times given how you’ve seen his face after wiping the mirror off post shower, but this feels different. Weighted. Maybe he’s worried about your ego after your failed conquests.

“Not usually, no, but we can make exceptions.”

Raising your eyebrows, you hum at the way he accentuates the last word. Another sip and warmth fills you, wine relaxing your frazzled nerves. You approach the couch again and slip next to him, pulling your knees to your chest with an amused smile.

“What’s so funny?” He asks, looking up at you through his lashes. Sliding your wine onto the table beside you, you consider for a moment what to say next not knowing where your words could possibly lead. He’s harmless, friendly, and a friend.

A little flirtation just to make sure you’re still capable of it couldn’t possibly hurt anything, could it?

“What kind of exceptions do you make when it comes to eating, Satoru?”

You wonder what he was like when he was alive - was he just like this? All jokes and fun and bluster or was he serious, tied down by responsibilities and pain? Was he this handsome even when the light didn’t shine through him, illuminating him in a way that makes you wonder if he isn’t an angel rather than a thing that goes bump in the night?

“Hmm…well. Children, small animals…” he pretends to be thinking, fingers stroking his chin and you laugh raucously at his display. He shakes his head and puts his other hand on your calf, cold fingers sending shivers crawling through the limb. You make a show of shivering but don’t shove him off, instead moving closer.

“Anything else?”

He hums at your question, hand sliding from your calf to your exposed knee. Your dress rides further and further up your thighs and he can almost see the lacy little panties he watched you slip over your legs before leaving. He spent all evening thinking of the way the trimmed hair covering your mound poked through the holes in the lace, pacing the apartment hoping, hoping, hoping that this time would be the time where you took the rejection personally enough to seek him out for comfort.

It seems his plan is working flawlessly and he’s smug, raising his chin and looking down his nose at you just enough that it makes you shutter. You aren’t sure if it’s the wine or maybe that you’re reading too much into the situation, but you watch raptly as his mouth moves.

“Sometimes I eat really pretty girls if the appetite strikes.”

Raising your brows, you lean forward and look up at him. He knows all too well what that look means, unfortunately having to witness you flash it at the few people you’ve managed to bring home over the last ten months of living here, but he can forget about them now that it is pointed at him.

“Oh is that so?”

He nods, hand crawling further up your leg. You wish you could describe the sensation, a cold static, the trace of his touch across your skin, but words fail you as his eyes blaze. The tension is thick and it’s almost puzzling how you ended up here, scooting closer and closer with each second that passes. His hand dances at the hem of your dress, fingers slipping beneath and grazing the soft skin beneath it and he moans.

“How long have you wanted to do that for, I wonder?”

You giggle, ass scooting across the couch to drape your legs over his thighs and hips. The two of you sit across from one another, legs barely spread, and you take a step to spread yours further.

“I think the better question is how long have you wanted me to do it for?”

Raising your brows as his touch creeps further upward, you wonder if you haven’t met your match in the form of the eerily tall specter that lingers over the back of your couch. He makes himself scarce unless he wants to be seen, pounding footsteps and shifting on the shelves hanging on your wall the only trace of him when others are around.

You stop yourself on that thought and he sees awareness dance across your face, recalling the moments where your last several dates were in the apartment and you had to insist the rustling was the pet cat you do not have fiddling with things in your room or down the hallway.

“Have you been…” the accusation slips past your lips and you can’t stop it, head tipping as he reaches out and cups your face with his free hand, one hand still sliding across the bottom of your panties. His cool fingers are a rush across your heated skin, hotter now than it was a few moments prior, and he nods.

“Yeah, I have been.” He expects you to react more strongly than you are but your mouth remains agape and wordless. “You keep bringing these idiots home and it’s my job to make sure they know you already have everything you need right here.”

He shifts position onto his stomach, his long legs dangling over the arm of the couch as his lips, cool and soft, follow the same pattern his fingers were previously taking. He laces your calf with kisses, licking the curve of your knee and nibbling as he reaches the soft of your inner thigh and you feel your hips buck instinctively.

You should kick him off of you, disgusted by his antics, but you feel your slick pussy lips rub against one another as you shift where you sit. Those electric eyes are locked on you and he dips his fingers beneath the lace that spurred his frenzy, groaning as he comes into contact with your searing hot warmth and the wetness seeping from your cunt.

“Seems like you aren’t disappointed to hear that,” he taunts, nibbling your soft skin again while working one long digit across your slit. You gasp when the back of his finger brushes against your swollen clit and he chuckles. “You wanna hear what else I’ve been doing since we’re bein’ honest?”

Satoru’s finger traces the same pattern through your slit, finger gliding easily along the sensitive skin and you nod, lip between your teeth. You want to witness exactly what he’s doing to you because the feeling is indescribable - more intense than anything you’ve ever felt.

“I’ve been watching you,” he withdraws his finger from your panties and you whimper, brow furrowing. Eyes fixed on him, you watch as he pulls the finger into his mouth and hums at the taste. The wet digit is removed from his mouth with a pop and he slides it back into your panties, dipping into your cunt only to make your back arch.

“Watching you do that,” he nods at your last movement. “With that noisy vibrator. With the showerhead.” He continues, mouth moving closer to your panty covered pussy with each word. “With people who don’t deserve it.”

Another chill runs through you at the insinuation that he has been watching you…everywhere. In the shower, in your bedroom, in the living room with a blanket pulled over your lap for some sense of decorum. Your walls clench around his finger and he finally lowers his face to your pussy, licking a broad stripe over the front of your underwear.

Tipping your head back, you moan his name and it’s the sweetest sound he has ever heard in life or after it. He licks another strip, tip of his tongue tracing your slit through the lace, and you reach behind you to grasp onto a throw pillow.

“I’ve been waiting for when you’d pick up on it but it seems my pretty girl wanted to believe I’m nothing but a friendly houseguest,” he taunts from between your legs but you are at his mercy enough that you don’t mind the challenge.

You like the way his eyes shine as they look down at your core, as if he’s found a prize that he has searched many lifetimes for. He has and he holds himself back from making further moves, taking the time to keep you wound up.

“You’re mine now no matter who you bring in here, you know that right?”

You nod, and he tuts from below. You aren’t getting off that easily.

“Say it,” he prompts. “Say you’re mine.”

Untucking your lip from between your teeth, you reach out and try to grab his face but find it’s futile, phasing through him as it drops back down to the couch below. You try again, raising your hand to be met with the same results, and he waits.

“Say it and I’ll let you touch me too.”

You aren’t certain of how that works but he would know more about the delicate relations between a ghost and a human so you acquiesce, nodding while you look at him.

“I’m yours,” you whisper and he wastes no time going back to work, dipping his head back down to your covered cunt and pulling your panties away. He inhales, eyes fluttering shut at the scent of your arousal, and you reach to touch him to find you can merely graze him, fingers dancing along his sharp jawline. It’s enough for now, distracted by how his tongue now dances between your folds.

“Fuck that’s so good,” you whimper and he wraps his lips around your aching clit, your back arching to put all of you in his face. He loves it, surrounded by your thighs and your scent and your beauty, and he hums his pleasure around the bud.

Releasing your clit, he begins to once again lap at you like a man starved, tongue dragging from your bud to your entrance and down lower, the sensation still one you are struggling to name. You’ve been on the receiving end of good oral sex more than once but this physically feels like something you’ve never experienced, cold and hot and spiritual. It’s difficult to describe so you don’t bother, keeping moans spilling from your mouth instead.

Continuing to lave his tongue across the mess he’s making of your pussy, he swallows thickly and looks up at your pleasured face. The sight makes him smile, more than happy he has finally managed to get his way, and he adds another finger to the one he has kept massaging your insides. His tongue retracts but you don’t mind, long fingers filling you more than you anticipated and drawing gasps from you.

“Just remember,” his blue eyes fall to where his fingers curl against your pelvis, squelching with your wetness and his saliva. “I can follow you wherever you go.”

You gasp when his fingers curl against the spongy spot inside of you that makes your head swim, walls once again gripping him so tightly he can hardly move so he settles in place.

“You’ll never get away from me now.”

Nodding, you smirk and it turns into a gasp when he runs his thumb over your clit, hips canting to match the rhythm his fingers were working at before they stopped.

“You assume I want to,” you shoot back breathlessly through swollen lips. You’ve been gnawing that lower lip a little too hard and it’s plump, slick with spit and he admires the shine while you speak. “Maybe you'll never get away from me.”

Raising his brows, Satoru wonders if this wasn’t your endgame all along. Recalling all the times you spread your legs and stroked your pussy on the couch, knowing he could see it; memorizing all of the people who have darkened your doorstep, only to get you all warmed up and then be sent away - you making the choice instead to moan into the cool dark of your room while making yourself cum again and again.

“Looks like we’re on the same page then,” he confirms and you smile. His mouth goes back to work, tongue slurping and drinking every bit of you that he can, and you feel yourself edging closer and closer to cumming for him, for real, this time.

His fingers work inside of you and he closes his mouth over your sensitive clit, your mouth opening in a wordless shout with your release. You weren’t expecting it to come just yet but you won’t complain, head drooping backwards and eyes shut tightly. The on top of the world feeling is coaxed out of you for as long as it can be, his mouth mercifully releasing you when you start breathing heavily.

His face rests against your thigh, glistening chin backlit and shining, and you reach out to touch him again and gasp when your touch lands, fingers wrapping around his jaw. Again, you won’t question it knowing that the best orgasm of your life just came at the hands of this man…or spirit…Whatever he is, you aren’t terribly concerned about it.

“I feel like I need to take you out to dinner now,” you tease breathlessly and he laughs, cheek still pressed to your thigh. Placing a kiss, he winks in your direction and you feel that familiar heat rise in you once again.

“We have all the time in the world for that, now don’t we?”

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idlerin · 1 year

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YOU’VE RUINED MY LIFE BY NOT BEING MINE — suna rintarou one-shot smau

as the self proclaimed honorary miya sibling (by you and the twins— since your parents and the miya twins’ parents were the closest friends, it ended up with their children being playmates). it was that one sunny day in the park when you became stuck with them ever since.

you’re one year younger so when you finally entered inarizaki and first laid your eyes on suna— osamu’s bff you’ve only heard about in passing. you fell. like literally slipped and fell because you were running towards the twins and when you saw suna you lost balance.

it was also the day when you declared you were going to be the love of his life.

suna was taken aback by your strangeness and only realized you were serious when you gave him a proper confession at the back of the school a week later when you claimed, “i’m going to make you fall in love with me.”

to which his reply to your confession was a shrug and a “you can try, but don’t hope for much.”

it’s been a year. and you’re still as determined as ever!

after the whole, chasing suna around the school and giving up after a few minutes and munching on a fruit sadly, suna came in and walked towards you and atsumu, pat your head and said “i was only teasing you.”

okay maybe joining the cheer squad was an impulsive decision, but hey! you were already alongside them every game and half of your friends were on it so you thought why not do that for your extracurricular this year! the outfit looked good on you, you cheer for inarizaki (suna), and bonus points that you’ll have fun— the situation offered absolutely no losses.

hitoshi and you were talking last week about how you’ve been trying to woo suna for about a year now and he asked if there was still no progress and you think about it and resisted the urge to refute his claims. suna and you spend a lot of time together, not that other people knew, even the twins (there are some things you prefer to keep between just him and you).

hitoshi mentions that he wants to help you, you both stare at each other and say “we should make him jealous!” at the same time. you were amused at the notion because you’ve never seen suna jealous before. hitoshi was just bored. the perfect formula of friendship!

suna and you constantly go out at least 2 times a week, and every time after-game, albeit a few hours after post-game eat-out. he’s the reason why you’re MIA when atsumu’s trying to tell you about the new manga releases that week.

suna acts like he doesn’t care about your advances on him most of the time in front of other people but of course, that’s only a farce. why would he tolerate all of your silly advances if he wasn’t head over heels for you too?

“so are we dating?!” you shout in hysterics through your phone where suna’s on the other line.

it makes osamu place his earphones in and atsumu glare at you while bashing suna on twitter. the three of you were on your way home after atsumu made a scene in the suna household 20 minutes prior.

“i’d prefer if we make it official in person, you know,” suna says groggily, having been woken up from his sleep by atsumu’s screeches.

“i can run back to your house,” you propose, suna chuckles while atsumu traps you in a headlock. osamu walks ahead and pretends he isn’t associated with you and atsumu.

a/n — so uhm hey guys 😼 did u miss me? /peeking from my cave

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gojoshooter · 1 year

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A to Z — with Gojo Satoru

Pairing : Gojo Satoru x reader (any gender)

Genre : sfw, fluff and loads of fluff, gets a bit steamy but still sfw

A/N : lots of gojo headcanons <33 this is my second work so im still learning. reblog if u like? ♡

WARNING : non-graphical description of make-out sessions, mention of blood, injury, arguments, spoilers

A = Affection (are they affectionate with you?)

He doesn't get to spend a lot of time but this boy loves you so much

Bringing souvenirs is his love language, god he spoils you

A hard day makes him super touchy so he either spoons you to sleep & gives unhealthy amounts of kisses or just drapes himself on you if he's feeling extra lazy

Sweetheart over babygirl

B = Babies (how many kids does he want?)

He doesn't really mind, hasn't though about it much

He'd let you decide whatever you want tbh

Lowkey would like three to four kids, either all daughters or all sons to make a cult gang of his own

You both are like mom & dad to Megumi so he's fine either way

C = Comfort (how do they comfort you?)

When you start ranting about another mean customer and how hard the day has been, he let's you take your time and reminds to take long breaths in between, lacing your fingers together with his mild warm ones

He'd usually get quite when you're crying, holding you in his folded lap but takes it into his own hands and cracks silly jokes when your crying becomes uncontrollable

You'd crack up most of time and relax, explain him what's going on with you, but if it goes any further and your state is worse than he expected, he'd be dangerous to deal with

Now better expect the person who hurt you dead

D = Date (how was your first date? what are dates with him like?)

He would usually get overboard with dates, getting you high-end expensive branded clothes to a dinner in one of the best restaurants in japan

Don't get him wrong though, he does this not to be pompous of his richness but because he gets so little time to spent with you

E = Emotion (is it easy for them to express his emotions in front of you?)

If there is anyone he can let himself be him around, it's no one but you

Since the day he executed his best friend, you're the only person left to hold him when he falls

He barely cries, (except that one time he killed geto) just becomes quite and you know something is not right

He never reaches out first so you sometimes end up over thinking about his health

F = Feelings (when did they know they were in love with you?)

He can't pinpoint a specific time when he started to fall for you

But maybe it started when you both were given a mission together and you planned and executed the whole thing with so much brains and courage, all you left him to do was to rescue you after you, a semi first grade sorcerer finished off the special grade curse all by yourself

He was so impressed, almost called himself a simp if he didn't know the fact you were all the same head over heels for him too

G = Gym (do they go to the gym? how built are they?)

His busy life as a 'shaman who protects people' takes credit for those guns

He has applied for a gym session but that's just for the talk

Is actually quite buffed up

Can do more than a hundred push ups

Just the perfect amount of muscles to make him an eye candy

H = Hands (how do they like to hold hands?)

When holding hands he swings your arms back and forth like a little kid

He does it so absent-mindedly you find him adorable

Doesn't let go of your hands if you both are making out

He does that because you shy away and he enjoys how helpless you look flushed bright red under him

Plays with your fingers when nervous

I = “I love you” (who said it first? and how?)

It was obvious to almost everyone who knew you two about your mutual pinning each other

But you keep chickening out and so did he

One day when you were badly injured due to an exceptionally hard mission with him he loses his cool and composure because it was you and in the heat of the moment he tightly hugs you making you promise to not let go and inevitably yelling the three words

For the sake of being a bitch and getting it back on him for every mean thing he did to you, you say, holding his face in your equally injured bloody hands, "I'm alive, honey"

You cackle as he picks you up for treatment at Shoko's clearly fake-pissed off

Ultimately you kiss his cheeks confessing back in the moment

J = Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they act when they’re jealous?)

Gojo can get jealous really easily so you don't need to try

And when he is, he would act like a child

If he could just throw you over his shoulder while saying “mine” he would

But he settles for coming from behind you, relaxed smile on his lips, he asks what you guys are talking about in an innocent tone

K = Kiss (how do they kiss?)

It is usually short and quick ones when he kisses you bye for his solo missions or somewhere out with his students

To compensate he'd kiss you really deep and long during make out sessions knowing the fact you don't have musk ox of a lung like him

It's either quick or deep ones, no in between

Forehead kisses are his favorite

L = Love language (how do they show you that they love you? what is their love language?)

KING OF GIFT GIVING BYE

He'd pick flowers if there are any around, and braid/tuck them into your hair

Lightly scratching behind your neck and ears then smothering them and asking you to do the same

Gojo would bite your cheeks in the most random moment

Buy sour patches and gummy bears to eat with you

M = Memory (what is their favorite memory with you?)

Drunk karaoke

Neither of you could sing but it didn't matter and you couldn't stop laughing about how terrible you sounded together

Nanami came to the rescue and booked a cab

You recorded the whole thing and couldn't stop watching it when you got home

N = Night (how are nights spent with him?)

Falling asleep against his shoulder after a late night movie marathon

Sometimes he'd insist to cook the dinner by himself

And it's a new recipe of Kikufuku

You'd try to act mad but can't put it up for long not when he holds a spoonful with big eyes of the sweet desert he made

Loves to cuddle you specially on winter nights

O = On cloud nine (how do they act when falling in love with you?)

Becomes a lot more thoughtful on the next thing he gifts you and a bit more excited about giving them

Might be a bit more flirty without really realizing

Gojo also notices a lot of things about you that he begins to like more than usual

Starts acting more silly and childish (which you love)

P = Pet names (what pet names do they use?)

He's a tease, so he comes up with new odd but funny nicknames like 'nugget' and calls you that before switching to something new after almost a week

Lots of pet names when he'd comfort you, usually cute ones like 'love bug', 'bambi' or 'pup' which are your favorites

Gojo often calls you by your name followed by a '-chan' or '-kun' if he refers to you in front of anyone

Q = Quizzes (how much do they remember and know about you?)

He's a busy man, so you wouldn't mind if he forgets your birthday

But the thing is he doesn't

Keeping small things about you in mind that are important to him, like whether you're depressed or anxious

Making playlists that match both of your tastes and sending them to you late at night when he's abroad on a mission missing you

R = Rage (what do they do if they're mad at you?)

Literally almost none of your actions can make him angry

Oh but one thing

Gojo was really mad that one time you put yourself to such a diet it started to effect your body mentally and physically

Never raises his voice though, you got a day of cold shoulder untill you gave up on the diet

S = Sugar or Spice (what do they prefer?)

He has a big sweet tooth

Eating almost half of the desserts that you bring in a day

You wish his teeth rot but he's god's favourite

Can not handle spice much as you can

Probably the only thing Gojo Satoru isn't good at

T = Twitter (are they on twitter? if yes, what do they do there?)

He made a private twitter account few weeks after in a romantic relationship with you

Only lets few closest of his friends and students in

The username is 'y/nlovebot'

Isn't very active but tweet at a random hour asking the weirdest question about love advice

Megumi blocks him

U = UwU (would he ever act cute for you?)

Do you think he needs to act?

He's a jerk but he can do that to make up and you'll always fall

He'd look cute even with his small smile playing on his slightly pink glossy lips

Prolly his copping mechanism

V = Vip (how important are you to them?)

If he could choose, he'd choose you over being the strongest sorcerer in the world

You're his top priority

If not one of the top, besides Geto

You're afraid to test where he might draw the line but you believe in him, he'll never let you down

You're his 'special little pup' and very much vip

W = Waking up (what are they like when they wake up next to you?)

It's not rare that you're up before him

Waking up, you open your eyes to see his broad bare shoulders & his light hair slightly across his face

Or sometimes you wake up tangled somehow, arms and legs are often intertwined, and you're lying on his chest

He won't wake up untill his morning kisses are given

X = X-ray (how does the relationship look from an outside perspective compared to how it really is?)

Your relationship seems the cute and stable type

If there are any arguments, Gojo and you would work it out the smart ways

He knows how to handle your bad mood the best, giving you space and preparing a warm drink to make you relax

There's never a time he makes you feel things wouldn't be okay

He's not the type to baby sit you and you know that because he lets you do your part of the mission

He fell for what a rebel of a person you are, come on

Y = Yes (do they think of getting married/proposing?)

It would start off as a joke between the two of you on a late evening, in between the laughs and the light breeze coming from outside the Jujutsu tech

Gojo would find the idea of marrying you very appealing, suddenly not laughing anymore

There would be a high chance that he would promise on holiday or something to make it a special time

On the day of proposal night, that happens to be your birthday, he'd definitely do something silly like wrap a bit of tissue around your finger as a fake ring until he got one

Z = Zzz (how do they sleep with you?)

Finds it easier to sleep while hugging you to his chest

Often tangles his legs around yours out of habit when he spoons you

He's not a heavy sleeper thanks to his sharpened senses

You like to stroke his hair and he would smile at you but wakes up with you sprawled all over him lol

A/N : AND THAT'S ALL. i hope this put a smile on your face somewhere along the lines lol. Untill next time!

Tags : @luckimoon ♡

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lumnries · 1 year

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hihi!! I hope you are doing well <3

Would it be alright to request hc of Kyle fake dating with the reader, so people would stop making fun of them being single?? But maybe, they end up falling for each other on accident... ajeuaknsdb ty!!

┆．pairings kyle broflovski x gn reader

┆．synopsis fake dating w kyle then falling in love

┆．cw n/a

✉️ ... AAA I LOVE THIS IDEA IT'S SO CUTE !! since u wanted hcs, the story is a bit short (maybe i got carried away) also this may be bad bc it's 1am & i have school in 4 hours LOL

OKAY, you probably ask him first. like, he hates being teased about it by the others but he never thought of pretending to date somebody.

he won't agree right away since he wants to focus on himself but w a bit of convincing he's in!!!!

whenever you guys are together, he's nervous. even if he doesn't like you yet. he just doesn't know how to act near you sometimes 😭😭

he'll catch feelings first, but he won't realize it until he's trying to sleep & can't because he's thinking of you.

will probably ask you to hang out with him more & just say it's because his friends are "suspicious" of your relationship.

PLS HE'S SO STRESSED. he will NOT tell you unless you seem to like him back.

"he's literally head over heels for them dude." cartman says, the 2 boys snicker watching the said boy look around the halls searching for a certain h/c person. he decided to finally end your fake relationship in hopes of having an actual connection. as he searches for your figure, & his eyes finally land on you. he ignores his friends, walking up to you.

"y/n, hey." you hear the ginger male whisper. you wonder why he was in such close proximity, you start to feel yourself burn crimson but pray that he doesn't notice your enchanted state. "can we go somewhere? it's important." he drags you to an empty classroom before giving you a chance to talk, further dazing you.

"okay, i'll get straight to the point. i like you, romantically. i wanna actually date you & take you out on dates. i didn't want to get any feelings involved, but i just can't pretend that i don't feel like this towards you. i'm sorry if you don't want to talk to me after this but i understand. so please, will you be mine?" his heart races seeing your ecstatic expression before pulling him in an embrace with a low "of course silly, i like you too" coming from your mouth.

#☒ ⠀fluff #south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #x reader #gn reader

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muldermuse · 1 year

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helllooooo! hcs on a shy and crushing fox on his beautiful and naive coworker? hopefully in the end she realizes how cute and adorable fox has been pining for her!

ty so much for sending this through!!!

i got this request as well and thought i'd merge the two together kinda 'mulder being all so silly cute and goofy when he’s around the reader because he’s so head over heels for her and scully just has to be matchmaker because she can’t stand mulder messing up all the time and not doing anything to ask the reader out!

i didnt mean for this to be so long i am sorry

ok SO, everyone knows Fox Mulder. His reputation proceeds him and ur colleagues have warned u about him, you have no idea how you haven't met each other yet but when u finally do you're in shock because ?? this is the FBI's most unwanted??? u don't actually know what u expected but it definitely wasn't this broad man with equal parts confidence and dorkiness

so u meet him at the vending machine, ur trying to get a snack and the machine has swallowed ur dollar so you're hitting it like not hard enough to damage it but enough to hopefully dislodge the snack so you can have it and he sees you and comes over like "damaging government property??you're my kind of girl" with this DUMB smile on his face and you're kind of flustered

he tells u theres a certain knack to getting a snack out so he hits the machine at a weird angle and it falls, he looks smug af but all that confidence seems to vanish as soon as you call him ur hero and insist on buying him a coffee to thank him. he's stuttering over his words and tells u he can't right now but if you're around this time tomorrow he'll buy you one

so it starts as a weekly thing and then progresses to a daily thing and it quickly becomes the highlight of both of your days. he's genuinely interested in u and asks questions about your life outside of work. you tell him about your childhood pets, your family, friend issues and basically anything that is non work related that springs to mind. the conversation flows easy and he seems to remember certain things. so when you're complaining about your friend cancelling on you again he's like "didn't she do that last week???!"

he tells u a bit about him and what he does out of work but he just wants to know more about you and u feel comfortable telling him

OK SO maybe one day you're sitting together with lunch and you compliment him on his tie or something, like u tell him it's ur favourite one you've seen him wear

EVER SINCE THAT DAY, he will find something to compliment you on. he's super conscious of coming across like overbearing or needy so he mixes it up. he'll ask u if u got ur nails professionally done because they look so good. he'll say that ur eyeshadow brings out the colour in ur eyes. he'll compliment your bright scrunchie and say that the colour yellow reminds him of u. yellow makes him smile and brightens his day JUST LIKE U

at this point, fox is like ???? HOW ARE YOU NOT REALISING THAT I AM IN TO YOU. he toes the line between thinking that you're completely oblivious to his crush or maybe ur just waaaay too polite and you're waiting for the opportunity to let him down gently

so Mulder has been super busy with a case and u feel bad taking him away from his desk when he's at base so u take a coffee down for him and Scully (who you've met a few times) and he can't thank u enough, he's apologising for not being able to make it over the past few days and u completely understand of course. but Scully is like what on EARTH is going on. who's taken her sarcastic friend and replaced him with this nervous nerris?????

she has never seen Fox Mulder like this, he's being bashful and she can't help noticing the pink tinge to his cheeks every time u compliment him. u dont stay for long but when u go, Fox doesn't make eye contact with Scully and she just sits there smirking like she can feel the HEAT radiating off Fox's red cheeks

Scully knows her partner like the back of her hand and she knows that he likes you and she can't handle the fact that both of you are too naive to notice how the other person feels

She's thinking about this when she bumps into u in the bathroom and the conversation naturally turns to Fox and u make a comment like "well u know what he's like" and Scully is like ACTUALLY no not really bc he's different around u in a way she has not seen. she tells u that she sees the way Fox looks at u and she thinks if u feel the same, u should just go for it bc he is into you

and you feel so much relief like oh my GOD he likes me back, like u said the stupid thing about his tie and u thought he'd been flirting back but u had no idea really

you have no idea if Scully has spoke to him about what she said but the next time u see him you're like "i have to ask you something" and he goes bright RED like yeah same actually...so he goes first and just asks you out and you laugh bc u were about to ask him the exact same thing

pls send me more Fox Mulder headcanons/prompts!!! also feel free to send some Pedro Pascal ones

#fox mulder fluff #x files fanfic #mulder fanfic #fox mulder fanfic #fox mulder x reader #fox mulder imagine #fox mulder #the x files #the x files hc #the x files fanfic #the x files fanfiction #the x files fluff #fox mulder hc #fox mulder headcanon #david duchovny

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peterthepark · 2 years

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𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐄

pairing: eddie munson x gn!reader

tags: mostly fluff, slight angst, a feeling of love accompanied by impending doom, u can pretend vol 2 happens or just dont, soft!eddie, swearing, established relationship

summary: you stay with eddie while hiding out at lover’s lake. you prefer him over everything else.

a/n: don’t. just don’t. just read it and try to heal.

February is Eddie’s favorite month. He tells you it's because the syllables roll off his tongue so gently, a word that just sounds so easy on the ears, better to reminisce about. Although, it’s really because Valentine’s Day is his favorite holiday instead of Halloween, where he can use that infamous phrase of ‘love is in the air’ to easily reel you in for rom-com date nights and stolen kisses in his stuffy bedroom.

He’d never admit that though. You don’t need him to, anyways.

Instead of roses, Eddie likes giving you handpicked bouquets of pink apple blossoms whenever they’re in season. A little ways off Hawkins, there’s this tiny orchard that he visits specifically for flowers — he says he’s read in a children’s book that all kinds of flowers have different languages, but he likes what apple blossoms have to offer the most.

‘What do these little guys say?’ You’d ask him.

He’d smile with those big, brown eyes of his and tilt his head at you endearingly, ‘I prefer you over everything else.’

You suppose it’s his way of saying ‘I love you.’ You’ll take it. You’ll take anything.

Eddie likes quality time and acts of service. Honestly, the boy himself is a walking pastiche of all five love languages. He is love, he is kind, and he is yours. Your metalhead wonderboy, the unstoppable and fiery twenty-year old with the biggest heart and an even bigger determination to finally get his diploma, a gentle nerd with chestnut-haired locks that bounce on his silly head whenever he walks because he constantly has a pep in his step ever since he’s met you.

If only Hawkins felt the same. You don’t know how many hours it’s been since the whole town — both metaphorically and literally— has lit their torches and grabbed their shotguns in search of your boyfriend, but the peace takes away from the chaos that is the witch hunt for a nonexistent cult leader.

He’s just a boy.

And now it’s just the two of you. Here, alone at the edge of Lover’s Lake, sitting atop a blue tarp inside this flimsy, hanging boat while Robin, Steve, Dustin, and Max have gone out to get some supplies.

The birds are chirping, the clouds part in the bluing sky, the water ripples pleasantly while you admire the quiet and Eddie admires you. He squishes his face against the heel of his palm, eyes pinned on your sunken look, the way your stare falls on the wet leaves beneath your once-white shoes.

The boat swings ever-so-slightly as he nudges your thigh with his knee. His voice is barely above a whisper, raspy and cracked but seeping with adoration. “Hey, you.”

You smile, and so does Eddie as soon as he sees a flash of your teeth. “Hey, yourself.”

“What’s going on in that big, fat brain of yours? Hm?”

He scoots over, engulfing your hand with his. You lean your cheek on his shoulder, lashes fluttering with bliss and mouth twitching into a soft grin when you feel his lips stow a tender kiss to your scalp.

“Oh, thoughts. You wouldn’t know.” You coo teasingly. He eagerly runs his thumb over your knuckles, keen to the chipped black polish on your nails before he’s turning your fingers over and tracing the lines on your palm.

“Well, maybe… if you shared said thoughts with me, babe… I might finally get inspiration to conjure some up for myself.” Eddie shrugs, nuzzling his head against yours. He lets out a chuckle when he hears a faint thrum coming from the headphones around your neck, tangled wires leading to the beat-up walkman on your lap. “Still this song?”

Valentine’s Day. Bruce Springsteen.

Funny.

He thinks back to your second date — a date that was meant to be formal, or so he thought. Showed at your front door with a button-up, sleeves rolled and a pinstripe vest that was such a contrast to your Metallica shirt and baggy jeans. He remembers having hotwired a fancy car, just to impress you, only for that damned song to come on the radio as soon as you buckled yourself in.

Eddie replays your laugh from that night over and over again. Fuck, he’s blushing just thinking about it.

You glance at the horizon. “S’comforting, I suppose. Makes me think of you and… not all that other stuff. Like the stuff they say about you. The assumptions.”

“Well… what they say… I don’t know…” He sighs, playing with the matching skull ring on your hand. There’s a flicker of affliction in his dark pupils, a dilemma evident on the sudden furrow of his brows as you nervously turn to look at each other. “Do — do you think they’re right?”

You purse your lips into a pained frown and reach up to cup his cheek. “I know you better than anyone else, Eds. They’re not even close. Not one bit.”

“They don’t know me.” He pulls you closer, breath fanning over your chin as he holds you by the nape of your neck like a lifeline.

Unsinkable. Unwavering. You’re the buoy, but he hates being the crashing tide.

“They don’t.”

“No, they don’t know me like you know me.” Eddie rasps, and you swear you see tears in his eyes as he blinks up to meet your gaze. You touch foreheads, squeezing and tugging at each other’s hands until you feel his plump lips ghost over your own. “You just know me, Y/N.” He nudges the bridge of his nose against yours, his porcelain skin soft under your fingertips while something of a whimper escapes him. “Can I kiss you? I’m sorry, I… fuck, I must look like an absolute mess. But god, when am I not? It’s just… you’re so perfect, and you’re here. You’re here right now, and you never — never run from me.”

You brush his hair back, tucking the curly strands behind his ears. “I would never run from you.”

“Good. That’s what I like to hear.” He laughs against your skin, gaze fixating on your tongue before he’s gently nipping at your bottom lip. “Cause I’d say I’m a pretty good runner. I’d catch you, alright. Scout’s honor.”

“Okay.” You breathe out. “Catch me, then.”

Your hand jolts out from behind you to grasp onto the side of the boat as Eddie lurches forward and cradles your face in his palms. His mouth is warm, gentle but all at once needy and rushed. His lips are an invitation to seeing what he really feels — terrified, nervous, uncertain. He has nothing to worry about, not when you’re here, not when everyone is trying to keep him safe.

He’s safe. He’s safe. He’s safe.

He may be the crashing tide, but he’s what keeps you moving.

Wherever his touch wanders, you swear his fingerprints sear themselves into you. Your hip. Your thigh. Your belly and the dip in your collarbone. His lips burn even more, hot against the junction of your neck, leaving rose-colored hickies and bitemarks pricking at your skin like thorns of a stem.

You could lose yourself in him.

Just as long as you don’t lose him.

“Eds… I…” You hesitantly break away, arms still wounded over his shoulders as he keeps you planted on his lap. “I think I’m gonna need you.”

“You think or you know?”

“Know.” Your eyes are pleading. “I just really need you from here on out.” His heart nearly splits at the sight. “Don’t wanna lose you, to whatever this is, to whatever’s going on.”

He hooks his thumb underneath your chin. Assurance falling from his tongue as if he knew of the unknown. “We’re gonna be okay, yeah? You’re not losing me. Can’t get rid of me that easily when I plan on holdin’ out till graduation, right?”

“Oh, just graduation?” You giggle, shying from the way he pecks the corners of your lips. “And after?”

“After… hm… well, I don’t know what’s after.” Eddie grins widely, brows shooting up while his head blissfully lolls to the side and he trails his gaze over your features. “But that’s why I have you. We can always figure out what’s after. Together. I don’t mind not having an after just yet as long as it’s us in the end.”

You nod. “Okay.”

He nods back. “Okay.”

Then he’s pulling you back in for another kiss. No longer a crashing tide, but a tranquil wave crawling to shore. Soothing. Gentle. Enough for you to swim into him and come back out. You moan into him, nearly yelping as your bodies come pummeling to the floor of the little boat.

There’s leaves in his hair, you’re straddling him, music echoing from your headphones even as you toss them aside and let Eddie wrap his inked arms around your waist. It’s clumsy, far from adorable or perfect, but it’s romantic. It feels like Valentine’s Day. It feels like apple blossoms and utterances of flower languages. Orchards in the summer. Hotwired cars and mismatched outfits. Metallica and Springsteen.

“Y/N?”

I know you. I know you. I know you.

“Yeah?”

They don’t know me like you know me.

“I… I love you over everything else.”

You’ll take it. You’ll take it and run with it. Ignore that damned feeling of doom in the back of your head. Ignore the sensation of your throat tightening whenever he speaks to you, the weight of his words and that hopeful glint in his brown eyes.

Above all. Above everything. Love is enough.

“I love you over everything else, Eddie Munson.”

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carpetbug · 7 months

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what are ur fave songs for each character and WHY. ANALYSIS

omg thank u we’re in love now 😽

I have not updated these playlists in a while so a lot of them are songs i listened to in like 2020 lmao, heres a few from each :)

Marinette

Into the unknown (frozen 2) - original and cristina vees cover make me think so hard about marinette its crazy. her initially refusing to be ladybug, insistent that she couldnt do it but always coming back because she desperately wants to test those waters, see what shes meant to do and how it could change her.

Ladybug

Ribs (lorde) - how easily overwhelmed marinette gets and how her anxiety and stress almost force her to overthink every aspect of her life. I can see her getting this extreme tunnel vision where she cant see all the progress shes made, all the victories shes already had, and instead can only focus on how shes not doing enough, and its not fast enough, and its not good enough. it just really reminds me of how badly she wants to prove herself to be this strong and trustworthy hero, but she feels like shes losing herself as she grows and isolates herself more and more in the role of guardian and ladybug.

Adrien

Mamas boy (dominic fike) - he literally IS the mamas boy. what more can i say. also alludes to him being a sentimonster with the lines "when i was born, you were produced", "i wish i was a toy", "youre made from plastic im just blood".

Chat Noir

First love/late spring (mitski) - ok hear me out. how chat compensates for his family life with devoting himself to ladybug. "one word from you and i would jump off of this ledge im on" is exactly how he operates with her, being ready to throw himself in front of her, literally die for her if she ever said so. and she never does! she gets upset with him for doing it over and over! i just think this song depicts really well how chat noirs goal was always "do whatever I can to help ladybug, no matter what i may lose" while she had to watch him leave his life in her hands like it was nothing.

also including ships because obviously i have playlists for all lovesquare sides + other ships i’m silly about

Ladynoir

Show Yourself (frozen 2) - both the original and cristina vees cover (WHICH IS SO GOOD GO LISTEN TO IT RN) remind me so hardcore of ladynoir. the whole idea of ladybug finally coming to terms with showing chat who she truly is and being ready for the same from him, idk i can imagine an entire movie in my head of ladynoir reveal to this song. [fav lyrics: "I can sense you there, like a friend ive always known", "I have always been a fortress cold secrets deep inside. you have secrets too, but you dont have to hide", "you are the answer ive waited for all of my life"]

Blame (air traffic controller) - this is probably one of my all time favorite songs like fucking ever and tbh i can see it with all lovesquare sides but i feel like ladynoir is the best fit! Chat picking ladybug up when she falls down and constantly being there to remind her she was to get up and fight, theres no time to sit and pity and blame herself, and he wont let her. him being her voice of reason as she copes with losing almost everything to monarch, him grounding her and being one of her biggest motivations to go on! with how severely marinette overthinks and doubts herself, he just becomes a mantra of 'dont blame yourself' which she desperately needs [fav lyrics: "Dont blame yourself cause you tried as hard as hell with the hand that you were dealt", "get on your feet, enough 'poor me', if you got time to bitch and whine then theres still time to try again", "And the vultures they are circling overhead, theyre reminding me of choices from my past"]

Peach Scone (hobo johnson) - makes me think of early seasons ladynoir ;-; chat just being head over heels for ladybug, struggling with keeping his love platonic when he wants to be with her and know her. Also getting to kinda hear his side of ladybug saying shes already in love with someone, how he respects that but still is a bit of a flirt, and hides how much it hurts him. also i love hobo johnson. [fav lyrics: "She kinda loves him back, but not really, theyre just really good friends and thats fine, he understands, its rational", "Oh, you got a man? are you in love? so, what type?", "So i fall to the ground, collect myself and get ready to take over your heart or atleast your spare time"]

Talk to me (cavetown) - i am such a sucker for ladynoir comfort. the idea of them being there for each other at their lowest points, holding each other together. This whole song just makes me think so strongly of chat comforting ladybug when shes breaking down and needs someone. [fav lyric: "ill be here until youre okay, lets your words release your pain, you and i will share the weight"]

Could have been me (The struts) - GOD. THIS SONG. ITS SO LADYNOIR CODED TO ME. them hyping each other up!! keeping each other going!! being each others motivation to keep getting back up and fight!! i just love the idea of them constantly being there to pick each other up and remind them of what theyre fighting for. i could listen to this song forever i love it. I can also really hear "I cant hear you, I wont fear you" being a supportive call and response thing with them <3[fav lyrics: "I wanna taste love and pain, wanna feel pride and shame", "Don't wanna live as an unsung melody, i'd rather listen to the silence telling me i can't hear you, i won't fear you"]

Understood (leith ross) - i am a huuuuuge fan of leith ross so obv i love this song for ml. it just makes me think so much of a worn down, tired, sad chat just gushing and crying to ladybug about how he doesnt understand love, how his family dynamic impacts him, and just letting himself fall apart in her arms. and her relating! her feeling that same tiredness and guilt and ache about love and family and friends, how much invisible pressure is hanging over both their heads and only they understand it. [fav lyrics: "ill visit my family in living rooms that dont get cold cause blankets and body heat cant be compared when it only took you a week to grow old", "Im sick of attachments I recently learned I cant relax and im scared of myself, scared for my health, tell me youll take me back home", "im sick of the feeling that nothing will ever stand still"]

Struck by lightning (sara kays, cavetown) - this song just really makes me think about ladybugs devotion to chat. i just imagine chat being out in the middle of a storm at night and marinette seeing him from her window and joining him as lb to comfort him. her knowing hes not going to go inside, so she just sits and stays with him, insisting if hes going to get soaked and cold and possibly hit by lightning, shes going to do it with him. [fav lyrics: "If you don't respond, I'll put my shoes on and lay down on the pavement next to you if we get struck at least we'll make the news", "What a way to go out something this town will forever talk about the two kids who were laying down and struck by lightning in front of your house"]

She wants me (to be loved) (The happy fits) - literally early seasons ladynoir. she wants me! (to be loved). i think it just perfectly fits how in love with lb chat is and how its clear she cant give that to him. [fav lyrics: "so, you say you love me, but not the way I need, things are so close to what i want to be", "I cant stop feelin, i want her love but all my dreaming is not enough. so in the morning the sun will rise and ill wake up and she wont be mine", "why cant you love me here tonight?"]

Adrinette

I do adore (mindy gledhill) - marinette being head over heels for adrien and being her normal clumsy self. Falling over, rambling, making a huge fool of herself while adrien watches, completely oblivious to her crush. this song just really reminds me of how much marinette struggles with keeping herself calm around adrien, how shes always messing up words and doing the wrong thing, but he never freaks out at her and he never shames her for it. [fav lyrics: "when youre near i hide my blushing face and trip on my shoelaces", "Ive noticed youre remarkably relaxed and im overly uptight, we balance out each other nicely" "Tongue-tied, twisted, foot in mouth, i start to stutter ha-ha-heaven help me"]

Just a friend to you (meghan trainor) - early seasons adrinette <3 adrien being so painfully oblivious while marinette is struggling with balancing being his friend and her overwhelming feelings for him. [fav lyric: "so it breaks my heart when you say im just a friend to you cause friends dont do the things we do"]

Silly girl (chloe moriondo) - listen to this song rn! its so perfectly adrinette! its crazy! how marinette romanticizes adrien and kind of puts him on a pedestal at the beginning which leads to her ignoring how he doesnt fit into that idea shes molded of him. Her having to deal with the pain of being in silent love with him while he seems so far away, and turning that back around to use against herself. i just think it explain really well how marinette saw him in this perfect, unattainable bubble before they got closer and she realized he was nothing like his public image of perfection [fav lyrics: "im just a silly girl in a stupid dumb old world and he is perfect cause hes supposed to be", "he is perfect, unlike me, and how could i ever think that it was meant to be? and how could i ever think that anything was made for me?", "I made him perfect, cause i wanted him to be"]

Small (chloe moriondo) - this was originally intended to relate more towards marinette, but listening to it now with season 5 in my head it just screams adrien! how suddenly he falls for her and he cant get her out of his head! how in just a blink of an eye he is getting flushed when talking to her, hes wanting to be near her and talk to her, he wants to be with her! but shes pulling back from him and hes sort of unable to balance these new feelings AND respecting her boundaries because shes just the only thing he thinks about. i love simp boyfriend adrien. she fell first but he fell harder and no one can convince me otherwise [fav lyrics: "but im not used to dealing with feeling like im waisting your time", "ive never cared so much about avoiding overstepping, and when i think about you i forget about my hands" "endlessly try to make you smile cause whenever i see it my knees always get so weak"]

The one that got away (acoustic version - katy perry) - I am a mess over this song. i always imagine it as a post-reveal scenario in which something happened and ladybug lost chat in the fight against hawkmoth and found out he was adrien right as he died saving her. how badly she misses him and cant stop thinking about how he was the love of her life! having to go on living the rest of her life without him! shes unable to move past it and just spends her time thinking of all the things shed do if she still had him. in another life, they could still be happy together [fav lyrics: "we'd keep all our promises, be us against the world", "talk about our future like we had a clue, never planned that one day id be losing you"]

"Do you wanna be friends?" (leanna firestone) - Marinette breaking her own heart by having such a close friendship with adrien while being in love with him and knowing she cant do anything about it. Her desperately trying to convince herself she can be okay with a life with him as a friend and nothing more when obv she cant bc ouchie! her heart! [fav lyrics: "Do you wanna be friends? i mean, i wanna be more, but if friends is how i get to have you then sure", "The world wont end if you dont love me even if it feels that way"]

Marichat

If i could tell her (dear evan hansen) - i feel like this is a classic marichat song. like its been a marichat song for a hot minute but its still so them. chat comforting marinette about feeling like adrien doesnt notice her! and listing off things adrien 'told him about' and slowly realizing he does actually pay attention to all those small intimate things marinette does! he feels such a strong need to make sure marinette understands how important she is to adrien, and realizing how deep the disconnect between them two is [fav lyrics: "If i could tell her how shes everything to me but we're a million worlds apart and i dont know how i would even start", "And what do you do when the distance is too wide?"]

Drive (halsey) - i love this song for the idea of marinette and chat suppressing their feeling for each other because theyre 'supposed' to be in love with adrien and lb. for me it kind of paints a mental image of hangouts and games and memories between mari and chat that slowly become these intense, almost upsetting silences and tension. Just them desperately ignoring how deep their feelings for each other truly go and insisting everything remain surface level [ fav lyrics: "All we do is think about the feelings that we hide, all we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign", "Your laugh echoes down the hallway, carves into my empty chest, spreads over the emptiness. its bliss", "Overanalyze again, would it really kill you if we kissed?",]

Comfort crowd (conan gray) - this song just really makes me think of chat being at a really low point and trying to hide it from marinette so he doesnt burden her with his emotions and baggage, and her just seeing right through it. Like hes smiling and trying to wave it off and she just knows hes not okay, and he just breaks. Ultimately it makes me think of chat turning to marinette for such deep and intimate comfort that purely comes from him being with her. just knowing hes safe to hold onto her and cry and shell be that company for him. [fav lyrics: "this hurt that im holding's getting heavy, but imma keep a smile on my shoulders til im sweaty", "my breaths getting short and im unsteady, welling up in tears as i lay upon your belly", "Telling you im fine I dont really need nobody, but you say through a sigh that i said that lie already", "and even if i cry all over your body, you dont really mind say you like your shirt soggy"]

Lost in you (khai dreams) - i love the mental image of just such relaxed, fluffy, soft, marichat dynamic in this! chat slowly realizing hes in love with marinette and getting lost in every aspect of her. maybe not being able to entirely admit its love, but still being able to admit he has such a deep and sincere admiration for marinette that he feels is returned in a way he doesnt feel from ladybug [fav lyrics: "Im just looking for some mutual love but all i get is unrequited", "Cause i dont even know I dont know why, all your love im trynna find im so lost in you, in all that you do"]

Something there (beauty and the beast) - i enjoy a good disney song every now and then! its just so marinette and chat slowly falling for each other and being like "nuh uh... wait.. wait a minute.." and then falling headfirst in love with each other, and unable to communicate it. But both of them feeling this sudden new and strange spark between them, things slowly changing, becoming more and more personal and slowly beginning to accept that things have changed [fav lyrics: "And now hes dear, and so unsure, I wonder why I didnt see it there before", "and when we touched she didnt studder at my paw, no it cant be, ill just ignore, but then shes never looked at me that way before", "True that hes no prince charming but theres something in him that i simply didnt see"]

I'd have to think about it (leith ross) - another leith song bc THEYRE SO GOOD GO LISTEN TO ALL THEIR MUSIC RN anyways some angst a lil :) a future where marinette/lb and adrien/chat somehow got torn apart after the reveal and lost contact for. a hot minute. and when they've found each other again its chat finally finding marinette, in a new home, with a new family, and a new life. but they both know who each other are and marinette having to cope with knowing she would drop everything to be with him again. anyways. brain food. [fav lyrics: "but if you come to me, in my home with my three kids, if you asked me to leave, to be with you and split, well id atleast have to think about it", "and if you come to me when ive promised to commit, if you told me that you loved me and asked me for a kiss, well id atleast have to think about it", "you are my achilles heel, the weakness only I can feel"]

Come around (peter mcpoland) - THIS SONG MAKES ME SO GIDDY FOR SOME REASON!! makes me think of like chat picking marinette up from her balcony and taking her on rides, showing her (what he thinks shes never seen) a brand new side of paris and getting to bask in the warmth and light she radiates with him. 'shes looking at the pretty lights, i cant stop looking at her eyes' type shit. just him being so so down bad for her. [fav lyrics: "Ive noticed you pull the blinds back when you hear that im driving round", "i dont mean to cause any trouble, well maybe a little if thats allowed"]

Animal (neon trees) - this song also makes me so !! the vibes are so playful and fun and flirty while the lyrics are more intense. just really reminds me of how surface level marinette and chat keep things, flirting and teasing and just enjoying each other, and then as soon as things get more serious it comes down to a life/death type feeling. but still longing for each other! they know it just hurts and they cant but they want to! they both love and hate the way their relationship feels suspended in the air, in that it gives it a rush of uncertainty and playfulness but it also brings serious fears and pain. i love this song a lot for them [fav lyrics: "I do it everytime, your killing me now and i wont be denied by you, the animal inside of you", "hush hush the world is quiet, hush hush we both cant fight it, its us that made this mess, why cant you understand?"

Ladrien

Dixie boy (april smith and the great picture show) - i have to admit i dont think a whole lot about ladrien but! i am a sucker for jealous/posessive ladybug like claiming adrien for herself and adrien jsut being like. yep. okay. i agree. cause her ass is petty enough to like makeout with him in front of chloe just to really rub it in and adrien is like yippe!! my super hero bug gf loves me! while ladybug is so >:) do not ever touch my man [fav lyrics: "Cause like a soldier defends his land well i stand up, i get up, i defend my man", "Well i know the way that you girls operate so keep your hands to yourself and your eyes on your own plate. Its not nice to stare, dont make me come over there", "Im a lover, not a fighter, and i dont want to have to get rough. just warning you ahead of time I can be a bitch when it comes to my stuff"]

Bad ideas (tessa violet) - both adrien and ladybug just being such lovesick nerds for each other <3 ladybug trying to fight the urge to kiss him when theyre together, and adrien doing anything he can to keep her near him. they both know its a bad idea, to just stop trying to keep it all contained, but its so tempting to just say fuck it and indulge the bad ideas. atleast for a little [fav lyrics: "But i just wanna see the grooves between your hands, your teeth, oh, tell me do you think about me?", "So why'd i wanna kiss you even though i miss you, guess i just wanted to know what it would feel like"]

Her (eery) - how much adrien thinks about ladybug. just all the different ways he dissects her personality, their memories, every little bit of information he knows about her. i just feel like this song, while simple, just really encapsulates how constantly ladybug is on his mind. i miss that dynamic damn

YOUTH (troye sivan) - ladybug and adrien running away together. fuck it. literally think about it. them just being in love and together and adrien finally getting out of that HOUSE and getting to be with his LADY and be happy. How deeply devoted to each other they would be, and although naive, they would be so sincere and literally ride or die for each other.

Roman holiday (halsey) - i love the idea of ladrien having those small, important firsts together. putting aside not being able to be completely honest with each other, adriens entire family dynamic, everything, and just saying screw it and dating and doing couple things! theyre both too scared of what might happen if they slow down and face reality, so they ignore everything outside of themselves. they both have that ache of knowing its not real, its not how they can actually live, but for now they get to be happy. and in love. and with each other. and theyll deal with all the heartbreak later [fav lyrics: "didnt know where we were running to but dont look back", "and we know that were headstrong, and our hearts gone, and the timings never right"]

and my other playlists

Chat Blanc

ANTI-HERO (SEKAI NO OWARI) - i will do my best to put my emotions towards chat blanc into comprehensible words but i make no promises. i love him so much. anti-hero gives like him turning his back on being a hero just for marinette, being okay with being viewed as evil hated because hes doing it for her! his distaste for the rest of the world in comparison to mari/lb ! how he lost his moral compass and doesnt understand the ways hes hurting her and himself by turning his back on being chat noir! god its so good [fav lyrics: "im gonna be the anti-hero, feared and hated by everybody, im gonna be the anti-hero so i can save you when the time comes", "cause there are people that ive got to protect and if you get in my way youre dead"]

I am damaged (heathers) - you caught me im a theater nerd but literally this song is so good for chat blanc! him coming to the realization the only way to save mari/lb is to destroy himself. him saying goodbye and making sure she understand that she was his everything! and he trusts her to fix the mistakes he made because shes his lady! and her not being able to talk him out of it and just having to say goodbye [fav lyric: "wish youd kiss me then youd know i worship you, ill trade my life for yours and once i disappear clean up the mess down here"]

Blah blah blah (the oozes) - reminds me of the trauma marinette gets from chat blanc, how she suffers nightmares and just cant stop being reminded of the horrible fate her partner suffered through. how marinette just cant go back to 'normal' after fighting him but also cant confide in anyone about it [fav lyrics: "you couldn't care less for the people youre hurting, there no excuse", "youve ruined the color blue for me, im surrounded by a deep dark sea"]

Anytime you smile (JT music, Andrea storm kaden) - kind of how i imagine chat blanc kept himself going while being isolated for all those months. coping by pretending ladybug was still with him and nothing was wrong, but slowly feeling uneasy and letting reality creep in. it shows how desperately he fights against his loneliness and pain with day dreaming, but still loses his mind. [fav lyrics: "anytime you smile baby you know you drive me wild, crazy! thats why you got me screamin, i think i might be dreamin", "believe me if im sleeping, i wanna keep on dreaming", "Someday soon this honey moon might be gone though, i hate goodbyes. I might not love you still, youll find no tougher pill to swallow (open your eyes)", "I stepped into a nightmare when i woke up from utopia starting to remember my depression and my phobias, why is everybody looking at me like i lost it?", "How can i be happy here? guess ill just pretend to be!" "no more sadness in this beautiful world, in love with happiness shes a beautiful girl!")

Mr bright side (the killers) - IM SORRY?? "it started out with a kiss how it did end up like this?" AND YOU DIDNT THINK THIS WOULD BE ON MY CHAT BLANC PLAYLIST?? thats really it for some reason this song is just so chat blanc to me. i love it.

Bad bad things (ajj) - im also a big fan of just bonkers insane scary chat blanc, him losing his humanity and only being able to see it reflected in mari/lb and not being able to stand it. him not being able to control his more violent ideas and losing himself in hurting others [fav lyrics: "So i looked into your eyes and i saw the reflection of a coward that you and i both hate very much", "If i dont go to hell when I die i might go to heaven but probably not"]

Akumanette

Dumb dumb (mazie) - i love the idea of an akumanette that just LOSES it on her friends after lila does some real stupid shit. none of her friends standing with her or supporting her and marinette getting so so upset and frustrated that they would be dumb enough to fall for it! which, being akumatized, of course wont come out the wrong way and is warped into this monstrous idea that marinette sees them as these morons who have disappointed her time and time again [fav lyric: "disappointment takes us by surprise even though by now i think we should have realized everyone is dumb"]

Class fight (melanie martinez) - god I LOVE AKUMANETTES THAT LOSE THEIR SHIT. lila putting distance and uncomfort between her and adrien (pre relationship) before marinette catches them kissing and get akumatized, and then marinette wrecks her shit :) her inner voice of reason feeling so horrified with the brutality and trying to get herself to realize but being able to deny monarchs voice encouraging her to act on her worst instincts [fav lyrics: "she had a boy wrapped around her finger tight, i fell in love with him but he wasnt in my life", "Her face was fucked up and my hands were bloody, we were in the playground things were getting muddy", "my one true love called me a monster"]

Bust your kneecaps - johnny dont leave me (pomplamoose) - i think this one really works well with an akumatized ladybug! her being so soft and scary to chat, chat blanc style, while promising to do horrible things to him. akumabug trying to convince him to 'just stop fighting' and 'hand over his miraculous' and then 'everything will be just the way it should be' and finally giving up and working instead to defeat chat rather than convince him

Therefore i am (billie eilish) - cold, angry akumanette FOR THE WIN OGH her just being such a silent but deadly akuma, her voice devoid of all the love and kindness it used to have when she was with adrien/chat, and him having to fight her while she shows no mercy. I just love the idea of chat doing anything he can, crying and begging marinette to fight it and come back to him and she has no pity for him [fav lyrics: "Get my pretty name out of your mouth, we are not the same with or without", "Did you have fun? i really couldnt care less and you can give them my best but just know im not your friend"]

Pretty privilege (blegh) - marinette being shown time and time again that the worst people will get away with horrible things, while she has to suffer beneath them and getting fed up. her letting all her feelings rise to the surface about how ugly she thinks people can truly be [fav lyrics: "Its crawling from underneath the surface nobodys first choice kind of ugly", "just because somethings pretty the laws dont apply to them have you noticed this shit its so ugly"]

Other friends (cristina vee cover) - i live for crazy akumanette losing her mind on everyone! what can i say! i love the idea of her confronting her friends and lilas lies in such a angry but playful way before losing her shit! and the added bonus of it being MARINETTES voice?? im screaming [fav lyrics: "What did she say about me, what did she say?", "Im the loser of the game you didnt know you were playing", "life on the line, winner takes all, ready or not lets begin!"]

Marigami/Kagaminette

She (dodie) - kagami fighting against her feelings for marinette because of their friendship, because of adrien, because of her mother, and because shes scared to admit she loves marinette far beyond how friends should. I love her just gently pushing that line, asking herself that question of "what is so wrong about it?" and working to accept that the pain and heartache are real because her feelings are [fav lyrics: "Could it be wrong when shes just so nice to look at ?", "id never tell, no id never say a word and oh it aches, but it feels ugly good to hurt"]

Sophie (black polish) - marinettes feelings for kagami! wanting to freeze her time with her, relive every moment they've been through and just experience the world by kagamis side. just how desperately they both need each others time and space, how comforting it is to just be with her. [fav lyrics: "youre impossible to read and thats fine, i dont even understand my own mind", "I just wanna escape the world sophie with you, with you, with you, with you"]

and an added bonus: i LOVE the song Bruno is Orange for kagami. reminds me of her so much.

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paraliveimaginesblog · 6 months

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17,18,19,20,21 with shiki and rokuta thank u ,💜💜

Rokuta:

17. ♥ What sort of characteristics or quirks draw them to someone?

Reliable but not stuffy.

Empathetic.

Good cook.

Patient.

18. ♥ Do they have a ‘type’?

Rokuta doesn’t have a type. He doesn’t even consider romance when he speaks or befriends a person because it’s far out of his wheelhouse of knowledge. He’ll only start thinking about it if you’re the one to bring it up, and can decide from there if his feelings for you are romantic in nature.

19. ♥ What was their first impression about their partner/person they are courting?

Rokuta thinks you’re interesting and kind, able to keep up a conversation with him even when he changed topics at the drop of a hat. He liked listening to you talk, loved the sound of your voice, thinking it could soothe him even when he was in a bad mood. He found himself curious about you, actively asking questions and pursuing knowledge and trying hard to commit it to memory.

20. ♥ How did their relationship start?

It was hard for Rokuta to pinpoint things that he wanted, what made him specifically happy as he felt good times could be infectious. He never had a bad time when he was with you but there was an equal distribution of good times, where you indulged him on impulsive hangout ideas or pampered him when he needed some extra attention. The relationship really started from an offhand comment while Rokuta was laying his head in your lap, telling you that he wouldn’t mind doing things like this with you every day. Even the simplest moments left him feeling giddy and he thought that was a good sign that you belonged together.

21. ♥ What was the most romantic time they had with their partner?

On a day when Rokuta wasn’t feeling much like himself you chose to spend a night in with him rather than leave him be or have Itsuki/Kei pick up all the slack. Just the smell of your food was enough to perk him up but when you offered to feed him, too, he couldn’t help but fall head over heels for you again. He’s got hearts looping around his head like a silly little cartoon character in love and he feels his spirits picking up, thankful that you knew just what he needed to feel happy.

Shiki Ando:

17. ♥ What sort of characteristics or quirks draw them to someone?

Exhibits strength in a variety of ways.

Kind-hearted.

Hardworking.

Intuitive.

18. ♥ Do they have a ‘type’?

He tends to like people who are polarizing, with strong personalities that people either love or hate. He can’t help but admire people who are so boldly themselves, and as long as you’re a good person too, his admiration can easily turn into a crush.

19. ♥ What was their first impression about their partner/person they are courting?

Shiki thinks you’re an incredible person, a bright shining light that filled him with warmth and made his worries melt away. Even when the honeymoon crush phase ended, he still felt lighter when you were around, able to speak to you easily even when he felt at his weakest. You took his personality and his weaknesses into consideration, supporting him how you could even before you were actually dating.

20. ♥ How did their relationship start?

Shiki gathered every ounce of courage he’s ever had in his entire seventeen years of life to ask you out. He felt like he wanted to faint, or cry, considering the possibility of rejection was very real. He had talked to both Yohei and Saimon who, while having their own conflicting thoughts on love, both thought it was best that Shiki confessed before it was too late. Yohei seemed especially wistful which kicked Shiki into gear, not wanting to feel regret over losing someone who might be the absolute love of his life. His risk paid off when you responded positively, seeming even happier that you didn’t have to make the first move yourself as you feared you might have to if he took much longer.

21. ♥ What was the most romantic time they had with their partner?

Shiki loved making lunches for you, personalized little bentos that had your favorite things packed inside. He likes thinking about what he might try to make for you next, and sometimes it leads to him inviting you over to try out different foods and flavors so he can keep the lunches fresh. It makes him happy to do this little thing for you because he feared he couldn’t do much else, but it felt good to know he could at least do one important thing to take some stress off your shoulders.

#Paradox Live #Paralive #Paradox Live Imagines #Paralive Imagines #Paradox Live x Reader #Paralive x Reader #Rokuta #Shiki Ando #Rokuta x Reader #Shiki Ando x Reader #Courting Meme

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gojo-mochi · 7 months

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Softy baeee! How about a self ship for me and shanksss 🤭🤍

Rose!!! ofc!!!!!!

"Love at first sight"

When you slide into his life, it was like the stars hit him right in the head, he was head over heels for you. Charming you off your feet with his bad pick up lines and cocky smile. "Hey there, how much do you wanna bet that I can hold you up on my only arm here?" he says as he flexes his arm and winks at you. If you agree to his silly little bet he would parade you around the bar with you sitting on top of his bicep. Making sure you wouldnt fall off ofc. then he would say he would the bet even tho u really didnt bet anything at first but you now owe him a date. Which leads into more dates, you in his lap as he drinks with his crew. It like you were always there, everyone treats you like thye know you for years. Shanks is so open with his love, it like a puppy following you around for affection and attention all the time. Hes not afraid to pout and whine if you dont pay enough attention to him. Slinging you over his shoulder if youre busy with work and taking you to him bed room. or nuzzling the crook of your neck with a whine as he looks up at you with puppy dog eyes. he so whipped

#rose!!#softy moots (づ ᴗ ᴗ)づ♡

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adore-u-ls · 2 years

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where is she?

a logan sargeant fic cos i wanted to. i have two ideas for this title so this one is going to be the kinda cute soft maybe a lil angst idk how it’s gunna go i’m winging it based on one of my scenarios i like to imagine when i go to sleep. completely unedited and self indulgent. probably also rlly bad, if u wanna comment/judge feel free

looking at the usual crowd of prema team members sat having lunch, logan was a bit confused when he didn’t see the other usual, almost permanent fixture of your high ponytail intermingled with the mens short hair. approaching the group, the question was hot off his lips.

“where’s natalie?” he spoke with an air of desperation that he hoped the mechanics didn’t hear.

“oh, she wasn’t feeling too well so dino said he would try smuggle her to the ferrari motorhome to sleep. i don’t know why but we’ve not had an urgent sent help text so i assume he managed” one of them, pablo, garbled out around what logan guessed was a bacon cheeseburger. tasty, he supposed.

“i’ll text dino and tell him you’ll come see her, if you want” pablo offered nicely, easing logan’s sense of desperation and removing the anxiety of how he would get around to seeing you without making it obvious to everyone, you weren’t hiding your relationship but you also weren’t screaming it from the rooftop.

“yeah, if you could. i’ll go take her to williams so i can give her a ride back to the hotel after” falls from logan’s lips and before he has chance to think of the implications, he’s turned on his heel and is making his way up towards the ferrari motorhome.

worry starts to gently nip at the back of logan’s throat as you hadn’t mentioned anything about being sick and he wonders how long it had gone unnoticed or if you suddenly got really sick and now it was really serious. the worry stops nipping now and starts sinking it’s teeth in to his skin as scenarios of dino being on his phone as you turn blue and rushing you to hospital swirl around his head. he was being overdramatic and he knew it but that worry had left it’s bite marks and no matter how many times he tried to tell himself they aren’t real, he blinks and it’s like they’ve bitten straight in to his brain.

he rounds the corner, panting slightly and he wonders when he started running but dismisses it quickly as he leaps up the ferrari stairs and opens the door to be greeted with several weird stares, he is a carlin f2 driver in the f1 ferrari motorhome after all.

luckily, he spots charles or rather charles spots him as he stands up immediately exclaiming “logan, hello mate. how are you? what are you doing here?” and offering a hug to the younger american. reciprocating the hug, he says “hey charles, yeah i’m good thanks. i dont wanna intrude but did dino bring natalie here? she wasn’t feeling well and i ju-“

charles cuts him off, quickly noting the glint of anxiety in logan’s eyes “yeah yeah she’s with carlos now actually. you know how he is with her, the second dino brought her here he was fussing over her like a madman, come on”

charles leads him to a door and knocks twice. the door is quickly inched open by carlos who widens it upon realising it’s logan and ushers him inside.

logan’s eyes fall to your figure curled up under a ferrari jacket and he sees how your usual glowing skin looks papery and haggard, your breathing stifled by slight wheezes and sniffles, your hair dismantled from its usual style spread this way and that away from you.

“she came in and fell straight asleep, dino and i have been watching over her. dont worry, she’ll be okay, just a flu” carlos says placing his hand on the americans shoulder and logan knows he should be reassured and he is. partly. but there’s a part of him that sees the “d.beganovic” on the jacket and his stomach stirs slightly but not with anxiety anymore.

carlos thinks it’s safe to leave now that logan is here and pats his shoulder once before making his exit.

he knows it’s silly, in fact he knows it’s very silly but that doesn’t stop “can she not have another jacket that isn’t dinos?” being spat under his breath as he takes off that ferrari jacket and replaces it with his own. he knows the younger drivers, apparently mostly ferrari academy drivers, had heart eyes for natalie. he understood it of course, he was head over heels for her. but he knew that they knew about their relationship, natalie was a mother figure (“frued eat your heart out” he thinks laughing internally) to them and she disclosed their relationship to them, ollie had backed away with the heart eyes, charlie kept following her like a lost puppy but logan knew he just needed an idol, james got over his “ typical teenage crush on an older person” stage quickly but dino. in logan’s eyes, dino kept trying to flirt and make an effort with her. he was sure it wasn’t intentional because dino isn’t disrespectful, logan just thinks he needs to make it violently clear she’s off limits.

as the thought starts to fade into nothingness, dino walks in and looks a little like a deer in headlights when he realises logan is sat in what was carlos’ seat “oh, uhm hey logan. she looked really sick and i wanted to take care of her you know?”

“thank you dino and as much as i appreciate you for this, can we have a chat?”

dino goes from looking a little wide eyed to looking like he has dinner plates for eyes “uhm, oh yeah sure”

“dino, you know about me and nat don’t you?” logan starts off, not wanting to scare the poor boy

“y-yeah why” dino stumbles out

“you seem to be trying to flirt or make “moves” on her, whether you realise it or not i don’t know but i would really appreciate it if you could stop it towards my girlfriend please?” succinct, not harsh and over with logan thought, mentally patting himself on the back for not letting his small pool of jealousy bubble over into a lake.

“oh.” dino blanches “yeah, i’m sorry i didn’t even realise. i’m sorry. i’ll cancel my plans with her”

“no dino. you don’t have to do that. i’m not going to stop you being friends. jeez i’m american but i’m not that bad” logan jokes and sighs a bit as dinos eyes stop glossing over with tears and return to their normal stage “ i want you to continue your relationship with each other, i just want you to be aware it’s platonic, okay? we can all still hang out together, i don’t hate you. i’m just letting you know”

dino nods slightly feeling the words “thanks” pull themselves from his throat.

“come here, hug it out okay?” the american brings the taller into a big and they pat each other on the back.

you open your eyes briefly to the vision of a tall brunette hugging your brunette and allow them to flutter shut again as you snuggle your way back to dream land.

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gimblegamble · 1 month

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Every time I think I’m insane about Mumbo Jumbo Grian proves me wrong

This man is No1 Mumbo fan head over heels heels over head down bad whipped silly goofy heart eyed brain gone simping attention seeking needy gf dead on floor revived kicking his feet giggling writing love poetry blushing stupid goo goo eyed heart skipping beats in love desperate yearning pining cartoon love hearts all day every day every hour every second for one mustochio gentleman

Mumbo thinks he knows how insane Grian is over him HE’S WRONG HE’S SO WRONG HE IS WRONG IN EVERY WAY not because it’s not obvious (it’s so obvious bestie) but because even Mumbo’s overestimates are underestimates regarding Grian lol tho that c b tru for all of the ppl in love w Mumbo……..

Grian is fighting killing stabbing for the position of Nomebe1 Mumbol lover tho. Fighting off everyone else. ‘Secretly’ (he’s so obvious bestie). Like I think ur G n Doc have the most obv rivarly over Mumbo (‘secretly’ (they’re so obvious bestie) but Grian’s fr so fighting egen1 else too lmaoooo this man is so jealous n yet so simping at the eame time

It’s so obvious bestie im betting at least 1 other hermit decided go piss G off aboi it by cosying up to Mumbo n then realised oh I see why Grian is so obsessed w u now fuckin WHOOPS </3

N Grian oats them on the back like ‘there there u got it we got it we all get it ok here’s our support group but also reestabloshes his claim over the num1 Mumbo gf title

Will Mumbo ever find out about this LOL NO Grian would perish and a Mumbo would still never know the extent of his insanity no one does not even the other hermits at this point the pesku bird is GONE GONEFUHFYDYD

So o7 to Grian. I might b a big Mumbo fan but Grian puts his own heart lovingly secretly (obviously) on a leash for Mumbo to hold n Mumbo doesn’t even know about it LOL /lh

(Also ty for keepin my other asks in ur invox AAWWWWWWWW that’s spcuttte bestie!!!!! Got be fr rn I legit thought tumblr had eated them LOL so ty for lettin me know gim o7 o7)

- 🌱 Anon

Jsiajasbwhdwkdi all of these are just so true though. For this current season I think Gem would be the funniest hermit to try and prank Grian but'll end up falling herself (Scar had his time during season 8 [oh Martyn did it as well during last life lmao]).

Honestly at this point I'm tempted to change my blog title to "#2 Mumbo fan (no one can beat Grian)" and just call it a day.

#gim gabs #🌱 anon #my G and Doc rivalry is definitely something i find so fun to write #like‚ i generally don't ship them but when Mumbo's in between them well.. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯#out of my hands

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lunanheartache · 1 year

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u know what i think this one has a funny ending (read: stupid but i had a fun time). this is just some silly lambgars. they have a good time together. 4424 words & oh shit this is a year old next month 😦

expect: t4t (it's lambgar), dick pumping (lots of dick talk haha), dirty talk, oral, frotting, d/s dynamics, vague brief objectification / cockwarming

it's early.

it feels early, at least. the light from the windows is dull and gray, doing nothing to brighten the room. it makes it look like dawn, or just before, sun beaten down by the steady rain on the roof.

maybe it's late. maybe he slept in.

j'gar stretches with a groan. he's alone in bed, lamb's side of it cool but unmade. that feels like a sign he slept in.

whoops.

but lamb knows how to take care of the day, can handle feeding the animals and getting eggs and milk. the rain makes it easier for him anyway. doesn't have to water the farm, doesn't have to deal with the well or carrying buckets from the river. j'gar can be a little lazy if he wants.

he rolls onto his back, enjoying the warmth and softness of his bed. sleep keeps his head fuzzy like cotton. he could just go back to sleep. catch up on older missed hours, even though he's been better recently. much better. seven months better, with his strength back and-

honestly, in some ways, he's better than before. his endurance might need some work and his scars are an adjustment with a long time left to mature, but those salves from doc lupin have been so good. there was always that disconnect between himself and his masculinity and now. now, now he has this salve. what it is, actually, who knows, but his voice is deeper, tusks bigger, the whole of him hairier and a bit sweatier and-

mm, there's an idea.

j'gar glances at the bedroom door. it's closed, no sounds of life on the other side. lamb probably won't come back in the room unless he's really late, so he should have a few moments to himself.

he lets his eyes fall closed. spreading his legs, j'gar slides his palm over his underwear, over his dick, bigger even soft with the salves. that's good. that's so good.

there's something about it, feeling his dick get hard now because it does. it swells eagerly under his attentions, a certain hardness that just makes itself known through the cloth. natural and good and right.

so good. j'gar hums a low sound in his throat. he rocks his hips against the heel of his palm, but the friction catches sensitive on the head. resting his hand on his stomach, he teases his fingers through the hair there and lets the arousal linger in his gut for a moment. admires the easy feeling. it'll be better once he's wet, but the salves - something about them makes it difficult, makes that softness slow and weak. he'll get there.

he slides his fingers under the waistband of his underwear to slot his dick between them. squeezes just a little.

he thinks about lamb. lamb sits in his lap in the sunset like she did last week. they split a slice of strawberry pie like usual, like normal, like always. it was sweet. it is sweet. lamb is sweet, makes gentle little noises because he has j'gar fucking him here. in the fantasy, j'gar is naked because he doesn't need clothes to make lamb feel good. lamb just has his skirt hiked up a bit so j'gar can get his cock in him, and he doesn't have to move, can just have j'gar fuck him and eat his half of the pie; can just enjoy everything.

j'gar grips lamb's waist. she fits so well under his hands. his cock fits so well in him too, not too big or too small. he's thick, though, enough that he stretches lamb out around him. not that he gets to see with their skirt over them. he can just feel it, how lamb opens for him, wet and yielding. she clenches down on him sometimes, but he's not allowed to cum. he has to make lamb feel good, wants to, wants to be so good for them.

lamb glances over her shoulder at him. his ears are just pink. "slow down a bit, sweetheart," he says.

"ah, sorry, sorry," j'gar says, half a whine. "getting close."

"can you still be good or do you need a little break?"

j'gar curls forward, presses his forehead to lamb's back. he feels fuzzy, heat pulsing in his hips. "break. break, please."

"of course, jay." lamb settles fully into his lap, keeping j'gar buried in him. "you're doing so good, telling me. are you okay like this?"

"enjoying yourself there?" lamb's voice - lamb's actual voice - asks.

"lamb!" j'gar yelps, yanking his hand away. he jolts upright.

lamb stands in the doorway. there's a faint flush and a smile across his cheeks, something like amusement twinkling in his dark eyes. her hair is flat from the rain, not quite dripping but not dry either. their clothes are similar. the green of their shirt muddles darker with water from the shoulders down to their chest.

"here i thought you were sleeping in," she says.

j'gar hides his face in his hand, leaves the more incriminating one under the covers. "i was! oh my gods."

"well, don't let me interrupt," lamb says with a wink.

she pads the rest of the way into their room to her side of the bed, peeling off wet clothes as she goes. j'gar's face feels too hot. he clears his throat, keeps his eyes angled away from lamb.

"i thought you'd be a while," mumbles j'gar.

"you know i'm not bothered, hon."

"i know, i just-" j'gar makes a frustrated noise in his throat. "didn' mean to make you see that. i shoulda- locked the door or somethin'. sorry."

the bed shifts slightly with new weight. lamb's hand touches his shoulder. "jay, it's fine, really. you were in our bed and you were taking care of yourself. i walked in."

j'gar dares to look at them. lamb is naked, wet hair leaving a few droplets on her shoulders and collarbones. she offers a smile and squeezes his arm when he finally looks.

"there he is," they say.

"hope i didn' make you uncomfortable."

"you didn't. i'm a little jealous of your hand, but."

oh.

j'gar turns more solidly toward her. lamb has one knee on the bed, leaning towards him. "well, i mean. you look a little cold. think my hands could help you warm up?" he asks, tentative.

"see," lamb says, taking his hand back to rummage in a drawer in the nightstand, "i had another idea if you're up for it."

"what is it?"

lamb sets the pump on the bed. "want to try fucking me? i was thinking your dick is probably big enough with this."

that.

oh.

j'gar feels his breath catch. his pulse is a tangible throb. they have managed to stretch his cock an inch or two with that thing. lamb brought it home one day after a trip up north, a funny glass cylinder with a rubbery sort of hose and handle attached to it. like the glass cups lamb has used on him in the past, but more mechanical and easier to use.

he touches the handle. almost like a well pump, vaguely. same principle, he assumes. sucking up like a siphon.

and lamb wants to pump him until he can fuck him. thinks they can get his cock fat enough to fuck into him. it won't be like his fantasies; j'gar has no illusions that he'll get that big, and toys will be the only way he can stretch lamb out so well, but.

gods, he could fuck lamb with his dick. maybe.

"okay," j'gar says breathlessly. "okay. yeah. can we try that?"

lamb laughs, soft. "get your underwear off and let's see," they say.

she stands back up then, not half kneeling. j'gar pushes his weight into his heels and one hand behind himself and tugs his underwear down to his thighs. the fabric is just wet at the center. he sits back down and kicks them the rest of the way off, sits crosslegged and eager.

"where d'you want me?" he asks.

"i think the bed is fine. are you comfortable?"

nodding is easier; he nods, nods, nods. lamb makes an amused sound and pads around to his side of the bed. j'gar just watches, admiring.

her legs are so long. the faintest line of muscle curves along the length of his thigh when he walks, but j'gar knows he's soft, pliant.

oops. j'gar shakes his head. focus. come on. when lamb stops next to him, he leans back on his hands, keeps his legs open, offers himself up. he'll be good. lamb can get him ready to fuck her and he won't touch.

lamb sits sideways. her knee bumps j'gar's. their eyes track up from his dick to his face; j'gar shifts his hips forward an inch, trying to make himself more prominent.

it works, in a way; it gets lamb's hands on him, fingers spreading him open to really look at his cock when it stands alone. j'gar feels his breath in his throat, swallows around it. lamb thumbs his foreskin back but doesn't tease, instead knocking a knuckle on either side of him and pulling gently, curiously. like he's checking to make sure he'll be good for him, and of course he can because lamb will make him. lamb can use him how she wants, tell him how to make her feel good, and he'll be so good, so good.

"your dick is definitely bigger," lamb says, and there's something like pride in their voice. "look at you."

"i know, it's amazin'. iunno what it is but it's- i didn' think i'd ever-" the words catch in a hitch.

lamb lets him go to lean forward and hug him, chin on his shoulder for just a moment. "you're okay, jay, i know. do you need a minute? want to stop?"

gods.

j'gar sniffles, tucks his face against lamb's neck and just breathes. her hair is damp and smells like rain. they are warm against him, the lightest pressure; lamb isn't putting his weight into him, holding herself up in the lean. when j'gar nods against her, she straightens up, dark eyes searching his face. the sort of playfulness sobers out them as quick as it came on.

"sorry," j'gar mumbles. he laughs, awkwardly. "i didn'- didn' mean to get emotional there. i, uh. whoops."

"don't think anything of it."

"i was just- 'fore you came in, i was kinda thinkin' about fuckin' you, but i had more of, uh." he gestures downward. "a more traditional set'a features."

"oh," says lamb.

j'gar crooks a smile. "must be 'm a little more sensitive today 'bout it, is all. you okay workin' with me a little?"

"of course, j'gar." lamb bumps his shoulder with a loose fist. "do you still want to try my idea or go with something that doesn't put pressure on you? not that- i don't mean for it to be any kind of pressure, i was just. was i too much too fast?"

"no, no, no, hon, you ain't done nothin', i promise. i was kinda wonderin' if i could fuck you without a toy too, you're not pressurin' me."

"well, how were you thinking about it?"

j'gar takes a breath. embarassment warms his cheeks faintly. "i was just sorta thinkin'. i kinda forgot about your pump thin', so i thought. you'd have to tease me for a while so i'd get real hard. then you'd be lyin' on your back with your knees up, maybe a pillow under your hips t'keep you more comfy? make sure you're angled right for me. then i think i could maybe hold my dick up a little and fuck you for real."

"i like that idea," lamb says, tracing distracted patterns in the hair on his thigh. "what if you were holding my legs up near my chest, and i held myself open for you?"

"oh. y'think it'd work?"

"i think," lamb says, reaching over to set the pump in his lap, "if we use this, you could work your cock in me," teasing a finger down the dark line of hair on his stomach, "and i could feel you cum in me. would you like that?"

j'gar leans forward until his forehead meets lamb's shoulder, nods, nods, nods against her. a laugh bubbles in her throat, and her hands find j'gar's jaw, fingers ghosting over the wispy stubble there. he feels them press a kiss to his head.

"let's get you ready then, huh?"

"want you'a do it," mumbles j'gar, mouthing his tusks against their arm. "i like when you do it."

"you gotta sit up then, jay," lamb says.

"mm, fine."

he goes easily, leaning back on his hands again. he spreads his thighs back out. lamb crawls over the bed to sit next to him, cuddling up against his side. her chest is soft on his arm. then he grabs the glass cylinder of the pump, lines it up over j'gar's dick. his open thighs make it easy to fit it over him, the flared base of it flush against his skin.

the tubing drapes over his leg. the handle of it balances on lamb's knee. she keeps a hand on the cylinder so it doesn't slip off of him and pulls on the handle.

that's always weird. there's a pressure and j'gar watches as his dick swells an inch up the tube. the suction pulls the foreskin back. and it just stays like that. holds his cock up and on display without any stimulation. lamb tugs lighter on the handle and his cock fills another inch.

"no pain?" lamb asks.

"ah, no, hon. good. i'm good."

"let me know if it hurts."

lamb only holds the suction for a few minutes, maybe. it's hard to tell. it feels like ages. he's hard and he can't touch, can't do anything about it. then lamb presses something on the tubing and the pressure releases with a hiss of air. his dick relaxes back, not much bigger than before. she doesn't pull the handle again right away, instead just holding it in a lazy grip while he peppers j'gar's shoulder in kisses.

"so," lamb says softly. the pressure hikes again. "you were thinking about fucking me?"

gods, right. j'gar ducks his head with a bashful laugh. "yeah, it wasn't nothin' special, i was just makin' you feel good."

"you like making me feel good."

"'course," says j'gar. he winces a little when lamb pulls an inch more; the pressure relaxes quickly. "i can make myself feel good whenever. wanna make you feel good always."

"you do, sweetheart. you're so good to me. how were you fucking me? hmm?"

"you were ridin' me. i usually-" j'gar laughs. "i usually give myself a big dick 'cause i- you know i like stretchin' you open."

"you do," lamb says, voice curled with something. teasing, almost. he pulls the handle. "anything else?"

"nah, i just- y'always make me stop for a bit. usually i still getta stay in you, you jus' tell me i can't move."

"oh. oh, i like that. fantasy me has some good ideas. like if we were just sitting on the couch reading and you kept your cock warm in me so i'd be all ready for you when i want you to fuck me?"

j'gar groans. "lamb," he pleads.

"we could even keep you plugged up too, hmm? my good boy?" lamb lets go of the glass and it stays suctioned on; she traces the rim of it, then lower. "or i get you all nice and close, then after you make me cum on your cock, i could blow you?"

"gods, honey- i-"

the pressure eases off. the cylinder stays on, though. his cock doesn't shrink back to its normal size; it drops a little, not held up, but it stays thick. fills up the base of the pump and an inch or two up. he's too swollen for the pump to fall off. j'gar groans, head lulling back.

"little more, jay," lamb says, "i want you just a little bigger, then you can fuck me."

"lamb, 'm so hard already. you don't- can i just jerk off for a second?"

"no, come on, you can do it. you're being so good for me."

lamb pumps him again. he feels his cock sucked again, that weird, aching pull. he can't touch himself, even if he wanted to. there's thin but solid glass in the way, keeping him hard and aching.

"oh, jay, look at you. look, hon," lamb croons.

dizzy, j'gar picks his head up. his mind feels fuzzy, blurry at the edges.

the pump is suctioned hard on his cock. he fills up half the cylinder, squashed against the walls. gods. j'gar whimpers. his dick twitches in the tube and that's.

oh. oh god.

lamb pulls the handle just an bit more. fuck. his cock twitches again. not just some transferred thing from his hole clenching.

fuck, fuck, fuck. his breath stutters.

"lamb, sweetheart, i- please. i'm good. i'm ready. please? can i make you feel good?" j'gar begs, resting his head on lamb's at his shoulder.

the pressure drops. his cock relaxes but he fills up a little over a quarter of the cylinder. lamb eases the pump off of him with a slick sound and- oh.

fuck. he has a dick. small, still, but it's. all the hair can't hide it now. it stands up eager, aching. the head alone is- j'gar makes a sound low in his throat. he's at least three times bigger. his foreskin doesn't cover the head, too pulled back from how hard he is.

lamb croons against his side. her fingers are already slick when she frames his cock with her thumb and index, stroking the foreskin over the shaft. that little touch sparks electric up his spine, sensitivity ratched up. j'gar can't help it; whimpering, he rocks his hips into it. his head lulls back, arousal fuzzy at the base of his skull.

"lamb- ah, fuck, you-" he groans, voice a rumble in his throat. "g- gimme a second."

"you're so good, my good boy," lamb says, smearing a kiss to his jaw. but she lets him go, sits up from her slouch. "you catch your breath. i'll get ready."

a flinch lingering in his hips, j'gar lowers himself to lean against the headboard. he closes his eyes, takes a deep breath. his cock throbs with his pulse and the sheets beneath him are damp with sweat and slick. he could just rut himself against his hand and cum and it would be so good, but.

but no. no, he wants to fuck lamb. lamb wants to get fucked, and j'gar is good and he's so hard and fuck fuck fuck his dick is so big. his next breath out is a whine.

"you good, jay?" lamb says gently.

"yeah- yeah. fuck. can i-?"

"you have to come here then."

lamb doesn't need to ask twice. j'gar scrambles to his knees. lamb is lying on his back with his knees bent, feet flat on the bed. there are two pillow under his hips. he lifts his legs once j'gar shuffles in closer, bites down a moan when j'gar grips his thighs and presses his knees up to his chest. it opens lamb up so well, spreads their pussy out so he's on display, wetness dribbling down his ass.

fuck. lamb got off on pumping his dick.

"how's the angle look?" asks lamb, blush growing across her cheeks. "another pillow, or one less?"

"ah, lemme see," j'gar says.

it's different without the harness. j'gar nudges forward until he can kneel with his hips flush against lamb's ass, pressing them into position. that does something; lamb's breath hitches and his hole clenches around nothing. oh. that's.

adjusting his grip under her knees, he spreads lamb's thighs farther and pushes her knees down towards the bed. and she goes easily with a soft sound, that flush blossoming up their chest. their pussy spasms again and j'gar's dick is right there; he can't help rutting against them, all warm and soft and wet, curling over as pleasure twists low in his gut.

"you feel so hard," lamb says, almost awestruck. he doesn't move - maybe can't, with j'gar's weight on him - just lets j'gar grind desperately against him. "you must have to cum so bad. but you'd stop if i told you to. do i tell you to stop?"

"no, please, darlin', i- fuck, i'm tryin', i'm- can- can you hold your legs up, please? i need a hand." god, he sounds so needy, whimper curling his voice.

"of course. slow down a little, okay? come on. i know you want to cum, but you'll feel so much better with your cock in me."

"okay. okay."

lamb's right. j'gar's breath stutters, but he stops, hips pressed flush to lamb's. trying to settle, think past the cotton in his head, he closes his eyes.

lamb's hands slide over his own, and then she's holding herself open for him. okay. he's better. j'gar opens his eyes, lets himself admire his husband for just a second. they can't keep their legs quite as close to the bed as he could, but it helps.

j'gar's fingers tremble as he pulls up on his dick. lines himself up more carefully instead of blinding rubbing himself off on them. when he rocks his hips forward- oh. oh. keeping his cock angled up with his fingers, j'gar fucks lamb in earnest. he's not deep, he knows that, tries not to let it eat at him; he can feel his dick slip against lamb's rim and then in, just enough that he aches. feels the wet slide of it, feels the needy little way lamb's pussy flutters around him.

"lamb, lamb, sweet- sweetheart, f- fuck, fuck, you feel so good. can- do you-"

"come on," lamb coaxes, so sweet. "come on, j'gar, my good boy. oh- oh, you're so good at fucking me. you want to cum for me? fill me up?"

"fuck-" j'gar's loses his rhythm, grinding mindlessly into lamb's hole. he groans, repositions his dick to try and fuck in deeper. "can- can you feel me?"

"yeah- yes- oh, that's it, that's it, come on, darling, cum inside me. you're so close, so close," lamb breathes.

"fuck, fuck, fuck-"

champagne bubbles burst down his spine, shimmering in his hips, his cock. distantly, he can feel lamb trying to rock up to meet him, but she has no leverage; it just convulses his rim around his dick like he's trying to pull him deeper. their pussy on his dick; not a toy, not his fingers, not his tongue; his real cock, hard and hot and pumped up just so he can fuck lamb how she wants.

oh. there it is. there it is. all at once, overwhelming, that fuzzy feeling peaks. his nerves sing with it. a moan catches in his throat, stuttering around nonsense sounds shaped like /lamb, lamb, lamb/. his thrusts hiccup and jump as his dick pulses against lamb. /in/ lamb.

lamb's voice is hazy, incredulous and aching. "fuck, j'gar, i can feel you cumming."

/fuck/. he's floating, feels like he's floating. j'gar ruts into him until the ache slows, slows. the need lessens with his pulse. sweetness suffused through every inch of him, j'gar curls over lamb, letting go of his cock and pulling out with a small, wet sound. laughing breathlessly, he braces himself on lamb's thighs.

"fuck, honey," j'gar laughs.

"you did so good," says lamb dazedly, voice curled around a smile, "my good boy."

"did you- fuck. did you cum?"

"no, but oh, nothing- you did wonderfully, fucked me so well. i just couldn't really touch my clit like that. oh, you were so good."

"oh, darlin', i can't have that. not after i got to fuck you like that. can i take care'a you?" j'gar asks, shuffling his knees back to lower himself, hands still holding lamb's thighs.

lamb looks at him with impossibly dark eyes. "gods, j'gar, yes," she breathes.

"tha's my girl," j'gar croons.

he lets go of lamb's legs to let him drape them over his shoulders, keep him down where they need him. she relaxes into it with a sigh, a little jumpy flinch and a mumble about pins and needles. that's cute.

j'gar needs no preamble; he stuffs three fingers in lamb's hole, delighting as he quivers around them, and sucks his clit like honey into his mouth. their hands find his hair quickly, tangling in the curls and tugging him how they want him.

gloriously, it doesn't take long. she's already so wet from his dick; j'gar feels the needy twitch of his pussy quickly. they're so easy for him.

lamb comes undone on his fingers and tongue with a strangled half-noise, heels digging into his back. and that's so good, so good. feeling her spasm and clench around his fingers, there's something better about it now, knowing how they feel on his cock. j'gar coaxes him through it, crooking his fingers as he fucks them in gentle, swirling his tongue over the little head of his dick.

the hands in his hair tighten and pull after a few heartbeats; lamb pulls him off of his clit with a whimper. "too much, jay, ease up a little," she gasps.

"lemme clean you up at least," j'gar says.

"be gentle."

"i got you, sweetheart, no worries."

he doesn't tease. doesn't try to rile lamb up more or push them over the edge again. he curls his fingers as he draws them out, shiny and wet with a string of slick connecting them. pride shivers down his back; lamb got so wet all for him. but he needs to focus. come on. j'gar flattens his tongue in a broad stripe up the seam of him, tastes himself on lamb's hole and that's so good.

lamb hums a sweet little sigh and shifts her hips. the hands in his hair let him go to trace down his jaw, clutch his face and pull him up. j'gar goes easily, willingly, affection a warm ache in his chest. when lamb drags him for a kiss, that's just as good. his tusks get in the way but lamb never minds. they just smile against his mouth.

"good mornin'," j'gar says with a laugh. lamb's lips tickle his.

lamb laughs too, breathless. "good morning. what are- j'gar, don't say pussy - what are we doing for breakfast?"

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