#thats why his theme music is so loud

[arkhamknightz]

WHEN WALLY FALLS IN LOVE

pairing : wally west x superhero!reader

summary/ask: “would you be ok writing something fluffy-domestic with a gender neutral/ non-binary superhero reader? Like what they like to do together when they're at home or at the other's appartment? I personally think Wally's a huge romantic guy and that he'd love to have someone who's also very into that. Not like big/expensive demonstration of love, but more subtle/little things but very meaningful. (I would love to quote poems to that handsome and lovely redhead hahaha)”

warnings: title based off of “when emma falls in love” by taylor swift (sorry i have a song title theme going on at the moment idk why its just so cutesy to me so sorry)

notes: i hope i did this justice.. i kinda just found a poem off the internet?:?/? i dont know of many poems so i hope thats okay, i tried to incorporate like small gestures like the sidewalk rule and having your partners things all over your space if that makes sense? anywho i hope this lives up to expectations :’)

It was no secret Wally loved to flirt, even as your current boyfriend. He had an arm draped around your shoulder as you both walked down the street into your apartment. Nothing important had been going on for the last day, so you both decided to stay over at his apartment at take advantage of it.

He looked over at you and smiled, making sure he stayed between you and the street as you guys made your way to his building. A pair of headphones were being shared between the both of you, a wired earbud dangling from your ears as you walked close together. Wally claimed listening to music sounded better with his wired earbuds, although you knew it was so he had an excuse to be closer to you.

He opened the door for you as you reached the apartment building. Your hands intertwined as he walked you both to the elevator, you pressed your finger on his floor number and out of the corner of your eye, you see a smile take over his face. No matter how long you’ve both been dating, he loves you just as much as the day before. He knew the floor of his apartment wasn’t crazy information. But, you had clicked it without thinking twice. It made his heart flutter.

As you both made it into his apartment, you kicked your shoes off right next to his and jumped on his couch, grabbing your favorite blanket. The smile on his face hadn’t left, Wally completely infatuated by you. You knew to kick off your shoes without a single thought, and your favorite blanket being on the couch of his place filled his heart with so much love.

He walked up behind you, leaning over the couch to wrap his arms around you and kiss your head softly. “I love you.” You turned around to look at him, a smile across your face as you gave him a small kiss. “I love you too!”

He pulled away to walk to his kitchen, a shelf in the pantry completely dedicated to your favorite foods, snacks and drinks. You had a designated area in every room of his apartment. Your side of the bed where your bedside table was littered with little trinkets and a book you had been reading out loud for the both of you before going to sleep. You had your section of the shower and the sink, part of his closet and dressers, storage area under his bed for your suit and any other things you may wanna leave over.

He grabs a new snacks for the both of you before sitting next to you on the couch. You pick up the other half of your blanket, placing it over his legs with a smile on your face as he sets the snacks down on the coffee table. He hands you the remote as you log into his streaming services, clicking on his profile before settling on a movie you both had talked about wanting to watch.

He looked around, a smile on his face as he knew both of your apartments were crawling with each others items. He even made sure any of your favorite foods that needed to be frozen or kept in the fridge was in your own area so he remembered not to eat them. Wally made sure to keep his apartment stocked for you, checking each area every week before grocery shopping to see what he needed to stock up on for you.

You consumed his every thought, he was so helplessly in love with you. Everything he did in his day to day life made him think of you. Out on a mission and he speeds by some flowers? He makes a mental note to bring you a new bouquet or pick some of the ones he saw on the way back home. Going to the store? He keeps an eye out for anything else you may want, like a plushie or a new snack he think you would enjoy.

He sees a dog out on a walk outside? He’s snapping a photo to send to you or tells you about it once you both get back home. It’s no secret Wally’s scared to loose you. What you both do is dangerous, so he makes sure to appreciate every little thing about you, even the things that remind him of you deserved to be appreciated.

You both sat in silence watching the movie, no words needing to be spoken between the both of you as you sat cuddled on his couch. You were practically sitting on his lap, both of his arms were wrapped around you, his body chest against your back as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

His hand soothingly rubbed against your skin, an occasional kiss was landed on your neck as you watched together. There was nothing you appreciated more than Wally’s small gestures of love. He planned every date with as much effort as your first, your vase of flowers that you kept in your apartment hadn’t been left empty since you both met. Even while on long missions he made sure you somehow got your flowers.

By the time the sun had started to set, Wally brought you both up to his apartment buildings rooftop, a place that you both commonly hung out at together. A small poem book was held in your hand as you both sat against the wall, your head instantly landing on his shoulder.

You opened to a random page, a small smile gracing your features as you looked at the sky, then at your boyfriend who had a wide grin on his face. You took a look back down at the floor before beginning to read.

“I love your hands. They are big hands, firm hands, gentle hands. Hair grows on the back near the wrist, I have seen the nails broken and stained from hard work. And yet when you touch me, I grow small… and quiet… and happy. If I might only grow small enough, to curl up into the hollow of your palm. Your left palm, curl up, lie close, and cling, so that I might know myself always there.. even if you forgot.”

He smiled, a small chuckle leaving his mouth. “If we don’t get married one day I’m gonna be so pissed off.” You smiled at him, a laugh escaping from your lips. “Really? Like how pissed off scale from 1-10” He pretended to think for a moment. “100” “That wasn’t an option.” “I know but 10 wasn’t big enough to prove how upset I would be.”

He looked over at you with a smile. He always seemed to be smiling while he was around you, huh? A single look at him and anyone could see how in love he is with you. Coming up on the rooftop and reading a page out of a small poetry book he had gotten you was a nightly tradition. No matter what time it was, before settling down, no matter where you were, the small booklet was brought out for a page reading.

The red haired boy took a look at you, the sunsets remaining light making you glow. You both stood up after spending a few more minutes outside quietly speaking to each other. You both walked hand in hand back to his apartment, kicking off your slides before changing and hopping into his bed.

He walked in behind you after a few minutes, your favorite coffee mug in his hand. “Got you a drink.” He smiled at you, a small kiss being placed on his cheek as he placed it on your bedside table. “Mm gonna go shower and get changed alright?” He looked at you, a soft expression painted on his face.

You looked up at him and smiled brightly, eyes full of love as you nodded and gave him one last kiss. “Mmkay, just don’t take too long” He let out a soft chuckle. “I won’t, I promise.” He took one last glance at you before leaving to walk into the bathroom, a small grin and a light blush was left on your face. Wallace West is completely and utterly in love with you. And he knew that would never change.

#wally west #wally west x reader #kid flash #kid flash x reader #young justice #flash #the flash #flash x reader #wallace west x reader #wally west fluff #wally west fanfic #wally west fanfiction #kid flash fluff #kid flash fanfic #kid flash fanfiction #young justice x reader

[sojuyae]

no return

dazai osamu / reader + ??? / reader

notes: mild yandere themes, u drink alcohol, inspired by the manhwa 'a false confession' (massive rec hehe) drabble..? oneshot..? i don't know what to call this since it's not really fleshed out and not given that much thought so maybe its just a random blurb hahaha not proofread i just click post and never look back thats just how i am

the moment you step into the balcony, your legs almost gave out. your hand having to lean on the vine ornamented pillar as support. stillness draping over despite the festivity just behind the door.

just a few feet beyond you, stood your senior. even with your vision hazy and eyes half lidded, you think you can see his silhouette leaning over the railings, his back turned against you, coat billowing in the wind, tousling the hair of his that you've always wanted to tuck behind his ear.

he looks particularly different, today.

the man of your affections — whose hands that are always resting upon your shoulders, his touch lingering a far too much for someone who is only concerned about his coworker, muttering words of 'good job!' every time he looks over your computer to see the progress of the report he assigned.

he, who is always eager to bring you trinkets of all kinds after being assigned in a case, and if you had the ability similar to his, you would've caught on the fact that the trinkets are always given by him personally, rather than your unfortunate coworkers whose gifts are left in their desks.

yet frown would replace your previous smile once he pulls away with a pat; when you remember that everyone got the same gift as you did.

(oh, how you lamented every second that passes without him knowing how you felt.)

but that will change tonight — your intoxicated self decided to confess your long time admiration for your senior. 'and if he rejects your love, then you can just say that you were too drunk! it's easy!' tanizaki said so, as he handed you an alcoholic drink, and you shouldn't have trusted any words that comes out of the orange haired mans mouth.

even if the others knew how bad you felt about him, you prefer to believe that you could keep your feelings to yourself.

with a determination only a drunken one can have, you step further away from the loud music of the party and towards the man.

a heavy breath escapes your lips as you stand just a few feet behind him.

"sir," you first regard him with his title you've always used during work, and a part of you wonders if you'll be able to call him endearments you've always wanted to say after he accepts your confession.

you don't think you can look at him right now.

"i've been thinking about this a lot," you begin, hushed but nonetheless made for him to hear. "i, don't know if, i should really say this…" your eyes drift down to your feet, deliberating whether you should beat around the bush.

but you know you can't, this feelings of yours is too much; if you don't get to say it now, what will become of your sentiments? locked behind a glass heart that threatened to burst every time he's near?

"i really, really like you, sir." you finally say, your hands harshly gripping the sides of your clothes, scrunching them, wrinkles beginning to form on the flimsy fabric.

you refuse to meet his gaze.

silence ensues, the only sound heard; the loud rustling of the leaves against themselves.

"..."

ah, to think that you get rejected without even him saying anything.

"why?" he asks, then a hope ignites deep inside you.

"i just, really like it when you treat us kindly, you always go out your way to make sure i'm okay, your dedication to the agency is admirable, and i... just really like everything about you…"

"that's what any superior would do..." he replies coldly.

his words does not even travel first to your ears — it travels straight to your heart, so harshly that if it traveled to your ears first, you're certain you'd go deaf.

you stagger, the adrenaline the alcohol provided leaving your system.

then, he grabs your arm just in time, his bandaged hand surprisingly holding you delicately, as if he expects you to be gone once he pulls away.

"osamu. call me osamu, not sir." he says tenderly as he rests his hand on your shoulder, his arms coiling around you like a snake to a branch.

you smile gently as you bury your head in his chest. you can smell the faint scent of alcohol on his shirt, how strange, you've always thought he smell more like the sweets he'd always insist on eating. "osa—" the remaining syllables does not leave your tongue.

he rests his head on your shoulders, his curly coffee-like locks of hair tickling your neck.

osamu?

your eyes drift to his neck — are those bandages?

coffee-like?

dread fills your veins. dazai pulls back, your drunken haze along with it, finally able to look at him properly. his warm palm rests on your jaw. the dull brown eyes you’ve grown fearful of seems to reflect the stars, looking at you so, lovingly.

you don’t know what you’re supposed to be surprised of, the fact that a coworker whom you are scared of is looking at you softly, or the fact that he just accepted a confession that wasn’t meant to be his.

"should we keep our relationship a secret?" he asks with deceptive bashfulness.

--

"sir..?" you stammer as you try to look in ranpo's viridescent eyes for an answer to why he's holding your hand tightly.

"i've always thought that you…" his brows are knitted, refusing to meet your eyes, his own narrowed as he looks at the bracelet that adorns your wrist, an item begrudgingly accepted from dazai.

(he wonders if you would be mad if he forcibly ripped its beads out of you.)

he clicked his tongue at his own thoughts, shuffling to get a comfortable spot where he rested appropriately on his office chair.

"since when were you both close?"

#bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bsd #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bungou stray dogs x reader #yandere bungo stray dogs #yandere dazai osamu #dazai osamu x reader #yandere dazai osamu x reader #this was so all over the place #like always #been having these thoughts since i read the manhwa #i think ranpo knowing ur feelings and liking u back but still not acting upon them UNTIL someone else garners your attention is very real t #me #giggles

[ephemeral-antiquities]

More House of Wax (2005) but the Sinclairs discovered therapy so they’re just normal guys and now its a sitcom…

•chia pets. Bo has a Willie Nelson chia pet, Lester has a hedgehog, and Vincent has Bob Ross.

•Bo forces everyone to watch football. Vincent hates it. Superbowl season is his least favorite time of year.

•Bo drags Vincent out of the house once a month, aside from therapy appointments and Lester’s road trips. (“You’re a hermit.” “No, Im just selective of who I interact with.” “…thats.. thats a hermit.” “[pulls out dictionary] actually I- oh.” )

•Vincent’s workspace is littered with Bob Ross merchandise. Posters with his phrases, replication paintings from when he and his brothers watched it, even a life sized cardboard cutout. Bo is a little creeped out at this point.

•Radio is everyone’s best friend.

•when they were younger, Bo went out and bought an old banged up truck with money he that got fixing up other cars and odd jobs around the area. The trio always used to go out on weekends and race around the countryside. It started when Lester was about 13. Bo would purposefully drive recklessly through old farmland, whipping around turns as music blared from the radio so loud that whoever was sitting in the truck bed could hear it as they were jostled around. When Lester was younger, but begged to sit in the back, Vincent would join him to act as his human seatbelt which was shockingly effective, all things considered. Its a fond memory for all of them, and sometimes, every so often, they’ll all pile into Bo’s old truck and relive it.

•Bo and Vincent got “Im with stupid” shirts when they were younger, and they still have them. Yes, they both still wear them, to each other’s chagrin. (“[staring at Vincent wearing the shirt] why did we spend our allowance on this at 14..” “[shrugs nonchalantly]”)

•despite the fact that Bo is notorious for just making TV dinners, he is actually a very good cook, as is Lester. Sometimes, if Vincent is particularly pesky about it, or if he recruits Lester into it, Bo can be convinced to cook a decent meal that actually takes effort.

•On a related note, Vincent is exceptionally good at reverse psychology. He’s also highly skilled at “puppy dog eyes” but he’d rather use reverse psychology. He finds Bo’s reactions very amusing.

•Both Bo and Vincent like to bake, and Lester always loves when they do.

•Bo and Lester like to go to carnivals, fairs and theme parks. Vincent gets roped in because his brothers go. He enjoys the rides, secretly, but really doesn’t like the crowds. Bo won his brothers giant stuffed toys at the games, and one time he even won a fish. Vincent keeps it, and it has since been named “Mr. Fishcasso III”.

•Lester has shown up randomly in the middle of the night, most of the time after a long day, and asks if he can just have tea and watch movies with Bo and Vincent. Vincent has to keep Bo from legitimately combusting for five minutes before they agree.

#ephemeral antiquities #house of wax #house of wax 2005 #vincent sinclair #bo sinclair #lester sinclair #house of wax but the sinclairs discovered therapy #this universe is very dear to me #Bo deadpans every time he walks into Vincent’s workshop #because he’s met with a poster that says ‘no mistakes just haply accidents’ and a life sized cardboard cutout of Bob Ross

[hwavsg4ch4n]

Take Me Away || H.J

little note: only part in the series that doesn't have the same title as the song it's inspired by

Warnings/tags: fem!reader, unexperienced!reader, Switch!Reader (leaning sub), Bestie!Jisung, SoftDom!Jisung, petnames, making out, oral (M&F receiving), female orgasm, male orgasm, face fucking (s0ftly lol), virgin!reader, face grinding/sitting, cum eating, mention of food once, mention of not being able to sleep, unrecognized subspace. i think thats all

Note: I haven't been here for a while *giggles*. This just me picking up from where I left off. Also, late work for Han's Bday I guess. I dont have anything for Lixie :( i feel bad. But honestly, I've been working on this any many other things for monthssss. I hope you guys enjoy!

The music series, I chose songs and assign them to each member. I write each work according to the vibe of said song. Each work will have smut, whether it is soft, hard, or a mixture of the two. You don’t need to listen to the song to enjoy it, the song would finish before you’re done reading but listening to the song in general is recommended, because why not? To learn more click <here>.

Sypnosis: Han is grateful for you being there, he always will be. But will you ever let him take care of you? He's willing to do it any way you'll allow him to.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction (not real). this is mature content and has mature themes. 18+. This is not a reflection of how skz act in real life

this isn't a jeongin one but you did ask to be tagged when i post so here you go, lol @dadonbabysworld

Part of the music series <masterlist>

“One thing I‘m sure about you is that, whatever time of day it may be… you always come rushing to me if my voice wavers even just a little bit.” You blinked as Jisung spoke his mind without thought.

You cleared your throat, “Is that a problem?” You asked softly. He scoffed, shaking his head. “How could that be a problem, Y/n?” He ran a hand through his freshly dried hair, looking at the blushing moon through his shut patio door. Jisung gazed at your confused features through his ruffled bangs before sighing, going back to picking at his chipped black nail polish.

He took a deep breath before speaking, “I just- I’m not sure if I deserve someone like you in my life, that’s all.” It was your turn to scoff, frowning as you watched your best friend fiddle with his thumbs.

You stayed silent, the softest of songs playing quietly through his speaker. It was 1am, his roommates were fast asleep; so were you just 2 hours ago. In the middle of the night, Jisung called you, his voice groggy as he muttered “I can’t sleep.” He was a grown man, he didn’t need you to rock him and sing him a lullaby. But he just wanted to hear your voice, loving how your tone could warm his heart in a millisecond.

He never admitted it out loud, but he was in love with you. Platonically and romantically. At first, he tried to deem it as infatuation, a silly little crush he developed because you were one of the most caring people he’s met in this lifetime. Unfortunately, it was way deeper than that. But he’d never tell you, that would ruin everything. 

Therefore he used your kindness in order to see you whenever he could. Granted, this was selfish of him. Waking you up at 12am just because he knew you were too pure to just tell him ‘wait till the morning’. You cared too much, and he loved you for that, loved how you cared for him; along with many other things. He wasn’t that shallow. 

The only thing he despised about you, was how you’d never let him take care of you; not properly at least. You always had to pay for food, he wasn’t allowed to. You got him gifts but frowned when he got you one. He accepted your love languages, they were a part of you. But still, it bothered him to no end. Who was taking care of you if you were so busy taking care of him? 

“Did you eat dinner, y/n?” He asked you softly, clearing his throat as he swiftly changed the subject. You allowed it, “Mhm,” you muttered, “But it was boring without you there.” You let out with a soft chuckle.

God, why did you have to say that? Jisung’s heart skipped a beat at the image of you eating, pouting since the lack of his presence didn’t allow you to talk to him about nothing like you usually do. “I’m sorry, babe. I’ll be there next time.” Your love languages: quality time, gift-giving, and of course, words of affirmation. 

This allowed him to call you pet names without you thinking too much into it. This was one of the ways you allowed him to look after you, making you feel comfortable around him. He’d call you “babe”, “Princess”, your personal favorite was “beautiful”, but you’d never let him know that.

You smiled at the pet name. Silence fell over the two of you, sitting on his soft cushioned king sized bed, bathing in each other’s presence. That’s until you remembered something you discussed with your friends earlier. It was an embarrassing topic to say the least, and the question you had was even more questionable. But it was Jisung, what’s the worst he could say?

“Ji?” You muttered, he hummed back. “You know how I’ve never kissed someone before?” You pouted as he chuckled, softly slapping his bicep. “I’m sorry. Yeah, what about it?” He says, chuckling softly; still gazing at the blushing moon.

You gulped, it was now your turn to start playing with your chipped nail polish. “Why haven’t you offered to kiss me before?” You could see him frown in confusion before turning to you with an unreadable expression. “It's just that, Felix asked me… if you ever offered before. Because we're so close, you know? I’m only comfortable, with you… as of now.” you muttered, awaiting his answer.

“I didn’t think you’d want that from me, Y/n.” He stated, his tone still soft as ever while he searched your eyes for a further explanation. “Well, I think it would be better to kiss you than some random person, no? I mean, I trust you with my life.” You said, slowly becoming timid due to his intense stare.

He nodded, finally understanding your intentions; wanting to experience something you’d probably longed for. And Jisung was the only one that seemed safe. His hair fell into his eyes as you watched him take in your words, looking at you with care. “I wouldn’t mind kissing you, beautiful.” Your lips parted as he smiled at you gently. 

“Can you kiss me now?” His brows raised at your sudden request, but he nodded nevertheless. Scooting closer to you as you stayed stationary, awaiting his arrival.

“Don’t be scared, Y/n,” he whispers once he got close enough that your knees were touching, his breath fanning over your cheeks. “Like you said, it’s just me right?” He smiled, showing you his teeth as he found your shy eyes. You nodded, smiling back as your hands absentmindedly fisted his sheets.

“Can I touch you? Is that okay?” He asked gently. “Uhm, touch me how?” Your innocent question shouldn’t have affected Jisung the way it did, his mind traveling to more mature places; having him chant “don’t fuck it up” in his very active mind.

“Your cheeks, can I hold your face?” he whispered, hoping you didn’t notice him growing tense. You muttered yes. A light involuntarily gasp escaped as you felt both his warm hands grab a hold of your hot cheeks. Jisung licked his lips out of habit, catching your gaze as he was now so close that your noses brushed.

His thumb brushed your cheeks soothingly, “Ready?” He whispered, his gaze switching from your eyes to your impatient lips. “Mhm”. He gave one last smile before pressing into your lips with his.

His lips attached themselves to yours like they belonged there all this time. Smooth, sensual, gentle. You could feel your heart beating against your chest as he took his time stroking your cheeks, kissing you deeply. He wanted this to be nice for you, fun. He didn’t want you to overthink and to just feel him instead, get lost in him momentarily. Luckily for him, his message got conveyed. You untensed, kissing Jisung back as you reminded yourself that you were safe. Instead of asking yourself if you were doing it right, the decision was made to get lost in Jisung instead. Completely lost, almost taken away by him.

Did kissing always feel like this? If so you should’ve given into temptation much earlier, asking your best friend for harmless make-out sessions every week if you could. You sighed into him, frowning as you tried to get impossibly closer, wanting more of him on your lips. He chuckled against you, amused but not pulling away as he tilted his head for a better angle, wanting you to have a good first kiss. His lips were soft, it made your brain… fuzzy? A new, unfamiliar feeling that you’ve only heard your friends speak about. However, you accepted the new feeling. What could go wrong?

Undoubtedly, maybe you should’ve hung on to that last bit of sanity you had left. Maybe it was the way Jisung pulled away shortly to say you're doing well, asking you if you were okay. But you knew it was the way he hummed into you, kissing you deeper but going softer at some points; not wanting to get lost in his head. It was… attractive, this kind of attractive where you feel a funny feeling in your tummy. You moved closer, one hand found his knee while the other placed itself on the slither of blanket between the two of you, clenching the fabric for dear life; not that it would help with the sweaty palms and heat pooling in your underwear.

Thank god Jisung was still conscious. Making it his mission to be hyperaware, reading any silent cues you might have given off. Jisung pulled away when he heard you whimper, thinking he might’ve done something wrong, maybe you’ve had enough. Totally oblivious to your roaring thoughts. But his worries soon disappeared as he opened his eyes only to find yours still closed, brows scrunched as you tried to chase his lips, not wanting his warmth to go just yet. 

Jisung gulped as your eyes fluttered open, your gaze seeming darker from when he last looked into them. Your pupils were blown out as you looked at him in question. “Why did you stop?” You asked breathlessly. He couldn’t form a proper sentence, not knowing how to answer you. How long have you wanted to be kissed? Did you always want this from him? Him… specifically? That’s how you were acting. Desperate, needy, like you’ve been starved, waiting for him.

He didn’t move away when you abruptly took initiative this time, grabbing his cheeks and pressing your lips onto his, rougher than before. He grunted into you, grabbing your waist to hold you still. You pulled away, only to whisper “more.” Jisung’s eyes widened as you moved to straddle him, kissing him with urgency. Jisung let you do your thing for a while, almost letting himself go brain dead until he remembered, you’ve never experienced something like this.

He pulled away, tapping your lower back as you caught your breath, now looking down at him due to sitting on his lap.

“Slow down Y/n, hm?” He whispered, peering into your dazed eyes. It made his heart pound, you looked like you were drunk on him. “Do you realize where you're sitting right now?” He asked softly. He pressed his lips together as you bit yours, his eyes looking at how plump your lips were; he couldn’t even measure how long you kissed. You nodded slowly, your hands resting on his shoulders.

“I-I don’t wanna have sex,” Jisung stiffened at your comment, his eyes widening as he opened his mouth to talk; you beat him to it “But I want you, in some way.” You whispered, gazing down at him with nothing but need. 

Jisung started to understand that lust was taking over your mind, you weren’t thinking clearly. He’s never seen you so… weak. “Y/n, baby,” he takes hold of your face, “I know it feels nice, but think for a moment, hm? I don’t want you to regret anything.” He says seriously. 

You resist the urge to whine in frustration, “I can take care of myself Jisung.” You whisper, He sighed, “I know bab-”, “Do you wanna… do want me to… taste you? Can I taste you? I’ve always wanted to.” his lips parted in surprise, hearing his best friends speak in ways he’s never heard before.

You took his silence to explain yourself. “My friend, from uni, she said it’s fun. When you get to feel a guy twitch because of you. The only guy I could think of reacting like that for me… is you. I- I wanna make you cum.” You whispered shyly, your hand bunching the fabric of his shirt. 

Jisung felt his member twitch and grow at your words, he knows you felt it because you jolted in his lap. “S-sorry, but when you talk like that… Jesus Y/n, what’s got into you?” He mummers, observing how set in your ways you were. You bit your lip, hands traveling to play with the collar of Jisung’s sleeveless band tee. Jisung began to think - trying his best to ignore how your fingers caressed his bicep - if this was gonna happen, he was gonna make sure to take care of you.

“How about, I taste you instead? How does that sound princess?” Jisung couldn’t help but smile as your eyes widened, pointing at yourself in disbelief. “T-Taste me?” You whispered softly. Jisung hummed, rubbing your thighs that had him caged in. “Mhm, I want you to feel good. It’ll be much more fun for you. If you still want to go down on me afterward, we can try.” He smiled up at you, gently squeezing your hips.

His comforting smile didn’t leave his face as you nodded in agreement. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you y/n?” You slapped his chest softly out of embarrassment. He let out a chuckle before laying down. You looked at him confused, now playing with the hem of your skirt.

“You’re gonna sit on my face, beautiful.”

He grinned at your shocked face. He loved seeing this side of you. So different from your caring nature, always wanting to take care of him to the best of your ability, never letting him be the one to be strong for the both of you. Full 180 from what he’s used to. But if this is the only way you’ll let him pay you back for your kindness, he will gladly do so.

“Uhm… what if.. Uhm,” he watched you stammer with a soft expression, using his hand to continue rubbing at your thigh. “What are you nervous about? Hm?” Jisung asked softly, “What if I like… suffocate you or something?” He couldn’t help but chuckle. “Babe, it would be a pleasure to have your thighs around my head. The only way I can breathe is through you… you have no idea how much I want that right now.” Your eyes widened at his confession, feeling his hands grip your thighs tighter as he bucked his hips slightly; reminding you of how hard he was under you.

“You’re not gonna hurt me, y/n.” You watched his soothing close lipped smile as he guided you closer to his face. You didn’t fight it, only being slightly disappointed by not being seated on his bulge anymore. “Make yourself at home beautiful,” Jisung whispered, licking his lips as you finally hovered over him.

He looked into your eyes as he slid your panties to the side, biting his lip softly and he let out a sigh. “So… wet, from what baby? Kissing?” His chuckle made you gulp, your cheeks heating up as he lowered you onto his face.

“Oh,” you gasp as you feel his lips gently latch onto your bud. You gulped at the new unfamiliar feeling, staring at the wall in front of you as you adjusted slightly. You flinched as he hummed against you, lightly sucking as his hands slid underneath your shirt.

“J-Jisung, it feels kinda… ni-oh.” Your chest heaved as you felt him chuckle, squeezing your clothed breast in response. You felt his lips unlatch from your clit, only to lick a long strip up your slit; the tip of his tongue flicking and pressing against your bundle of nerves, only to start flicking faster.

You let out gasps and whines, your hands pressing on the headboard for leverage as you flinched away from his face. Looking down only to see him looking back up at you with a glistening mouth and dark eyes. “Is it too much, princess?” He asked, his voice raspy. “You can take it, I know you can. Be a good girl for me.” You felt your clit pulse at how he spoke to you like he was in charge, it made the fuzziness deepen. You whimpered, nodding as you lower yourself back onto his awaiting mouth.

This time around you felt wetter than before, his tongue slipping and sliding across your flesh with ease. Feeling his lips suck and tongue flick had you seeing stars, you didn’t even know that you were grinding on his face until you looked down.

“Oh, I-I’m sorr-”, “Keep fucking using me.” Your lips parted at his grumbled words, but you did exactly what he told you to do. Grinding on his face, trying your best not to press too hard. But it was difficult to think with all the different sensations running around your form.

It felt like his lips were everywhere, you began to get lost in the feeling. Your moans grew a bit louder, not that Jisung minded. Maybe his roommates did, but he loved it.

 But what made tears start brimming was when you felt his tongue slide into your sopping entrance with ease. “Ji- w-what… fuck.” You whined, your pelvis moving faster against his tongue, no longer caring about how much of a mess you were making. “You’re… so good.” Jisung hummed at the praise you gave him, continuing to make you feel good. 

You reached down, your fingers raking through his locks as you pushed him closer into your heat. You haven’t looked down at him in a while, therefore you wouldn’t know that Jisung’s eyes were closed. Letting himself get lost in the taste of you, letting himself be used by you in the best way possible. All the while trying not cum untouched, your moans traveling like waves through his body, right down to his member.

You lurched forward, feeling pressure build up in your tummy, aching to be released. “Ji… I’m- oh…” your mouth parted with your eyes being screwed shut as you came, the climax being strong as it’s the first time you came in the hands of someone else.

Jisung's eyes snapped open to watch you, analyzing how you came undone above him; it was like heaven to him. While trying his best to Ignore how his dick fought against the material of his sweats in order to be relieved. He hummed against you, licking you clean as you slowly came down from your high. At that moment he swore you started glowing.

You gulped dryly, weakly scooting off his face and placing yourself back to the position of straddling, causing him to hiss at the contact of your middle pressing into his bulge. 

You felt small under his gaze, now comprehending that your best friend made you cum, the fuzziness weakening slightly. You bit your lip, reaching up to wipe his face that was slathered with your arousal. “Thank you…” you trailed off. You were only met with Jisung bucking into you, making you whimper quietly as he pushed deep into your sensitive area.

You watched with timidness as Jisung chuckled. “That’s enough for today, hm?” You frowned at his words. “No.” He raised an eyebrow lazily. His lips slightly parted as you scooted down to his upper thighs, your hand grabbing his bulge, stroking experimentally.

“Baby… you don’t have to.” He huffed, licking his lips as he watched the movements of your hand, now slowly unbuttoning his pants. “But I wanna.” You muttered. You gulped as you pulled his member out from his boxers, unknowingly licking your lips as you observed how painfully hard he was, lightly twitching at your gentle touch.

“You were just gonna let this go?” You asked, fingers stroking up and down his shaft. “I mean… yeah?” He sighed. His hands clutching your thighs. The fuzziness subsided, the only headspace you found yourself in was pure lust.

Jisung’s gaze was dazed as you lowered, your mouth now hovering over his tip before you looked up in question. “Tell me what to do.” Jisung couldn’t help but smile. Despite you being determined, you were still like a baby deer. His hand stroked your cheek as he told you to open wide, guiding his length between your lips as he grunted at the feeling.

“God, just stay still for a sec, please.” His voice sounded strained, like he was holding back. He was. The combination of you kissing him like he was your oxygen, you expressing to him how bad you’ve been wanting him, from having you use him for pleasure had him aching for release. He didn’t wanna tell you, but he was so sensitive, not having touched himself in a while due to his mind being too focused on other life events.

You tried your hardest to listen, and stay still for him. But feeling his tip pulse on your tongue was borderline torture. You couldn’t help but have your tongue run on the underside of his tip, playing with the small vein that made him suck in a breath. His hand transferred to your hair as he got a good grip.

“Y/n,” he grumbled in warning. Opening his eyes to see your mouth stuffed full of him, the sight making it even harder for him to keep himself tamed. “Start sucking baby.” He whispered, sitting up on the headboard a bit to get a better view of you.

You hollowed out your cheeks, sucking and licking, using your hands to stroke his shaft; remembering how your friends drunkenly taught you how to give oral.

You were too focused to recognize how his grip on your strands tightened, his groans getting louder. The only time you unfocused was when he bucked into your mouth causing you to gag. “O-oh I’m sorry,” he moves your hair out the way, apologizing softly. Your mouth slides off of him, “Use me like how I used you.” Jisung gulped at your words, watching as you continued to stroke his length. What happened to that cute headspace from earlier? Well it’s gone now, he didn’t mind.

“I don’t wanna hurt you princess…” he whispered. “Please Ji… please? I can take it.” His eyes softened as you pleaded. Of course he’ll give you what you want, “God, you’re killing me. I didn’t know you’d be so needy, hm?” he smiles as you whine in embarrassment. “Okay, okay. Be still baby, I’ll be gentle.” Jisung said softly, guiding you back to his dick. He hissed as you engulfed him once again. “If you need a break tap me 3 times, do you understand?” you hummed in approval. Jisung tilted his head, almost like he was preparing himself, trying to give himself a pep talk not to go too hard on your precious throat. 

He delivered a cautious thrust, observing how you reacted. His eyes widened as you took more of him down your throat. “Don’t push yourself.” He warned, of course, you ignored him, taking as much as you could of him. 

Jisung felt as if he was fighting for his life here. He never thought he’d be able to see you like this. Wanting to please him, but also use him in a way that made you feel fulfilled.

 Jisung soon realized that letting you do whatever you want at this moment was exactly how he should take care of you. You’re a big girl. You said it yourself, you can take it. Therefore, he started thrusting into your mouth. He still remained careful, not wanting to overwhelm you. But nevertheless, it felt amazing. Jisung threw his head back onto his pillow, his breath coming out in huffs as all he felt was your warmth sucking him in.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” His mutters went straight to your heat, making you whimper as you felt his member slide in and out of your mouth with ease. The noises emitting from your throat were lewd, and he loved every sound of it. Jisung’s thrusts got a bit rougher, and his moans got louder. You didn’t care that your mascara began to run, it was worth it. The view in front of you was worthy of touching yourself to the memory later. Seeing your best friend's chest rise and fall rapidly as whines and moans filled the air made, Jisung’s hair in his face as his eyes were screwed shut, sweat forming at his temples. This made the experience all the more rewarding. 

Jisung gulped dryly as you swallowed around him. “Baby… I’m gonna cum, maybe y-you should g-get,” He could barely finish his sentences as he removed his grip from your hair. “If you don’t want it down your throat, g-get o-off.” Jisung stammered as he stopped thrusting, giving you leeway to get off of him. But you didn’t, instead, you took matters into your own hands. Sucking and stroking as you felt his member twitching on your tongue. “F- y/n…” Jisung gasped for air as he looked down at you, observing how focused you were on making him feel good. 

He bit his lip, muttering a warning “Fuck, I’m cumming.” before he finally came, shooting into your mouth as you flinched slightly at the impact. Your friends lied, it tasted like nothing.

 You continued to suck, milking him as his cum dribbled out of your mouth and back onto his member. You didn’t even know what overstimulation was but you seemed to be a master at it right now. Jisung’s head fell back as you continued sucking, your tongue tracing the underside of his tip as you wanted to catch every lick of him.

 His legs trembled as he grabbed ahold of your hair again, trying to pull you off. “Th-that’s en-ough baby, please.” he pleaded as he slid your mouth off him.

You sat up, straddling his thighs, watching silently as he tried to catch his breath. His cheeks were bright red and his hair tousled from moving around on his pillows.

Jisung let out a scoff, “I thought you never did that before, y/n?” You bit your lip at the subtle compliment. “Even going as far as to overstimulate me. Did you have fun, beautiful?” He asked. You nodded, “Can we do it again?” Jisung chuckled. “Just… give me a second, maybe a couple of hours.”

If it meant making you feel taken care of, he’d do it all night.

#skz imagines #skz smut #skz jisung #stray kids #han jisung #skz scenarios #skz fiction #skz fluff #skz x reader #skz x y/n

[archerinspace]

I would absolutly love to hear about your mount rage sona omfg

Warning for Trolls Band Together vague spoilers I guess?

I haven't thought too deeply yet about all this but in short she's the most annoying Veneer stanning person you probably could talk to. She isnt dumb about it but will jokingly often respond to your mentions of his and Velvet's situation with "But they made some banger music" and despite all of that still sort of idolizes them the way Mount Rageous does idolizes any current singer that's popular. Others are good but Velvet and Veneer are the true winners above all.

She has two friends outside of her home, a vacay islander that's my friends sona, and a troll thats another friend's sona. She talks to them alot about her favorite music and whats going on at home but likes to hang out mostly at the island for a chance to get away from everything now and again. She also does enjoy their music choices as well and is glad to hear anything they have to share or make up! Particularly she is also somewhat fond of the rock trolls music as well.

Her aesthetics are basically anything galaxy rave themed, and like any doll you expect of the 2000s, just LOUD clothing color wise. Even 'vacation wear' is blue/purple/pink and hawaiian printed or something like that. Along with the right earrings for the occasion. Glasses are a constant and basically just a wacky doll version of what frames I have irl(I legally have to give any sona/self drawing giant glasses in some fashion, see also my CU sona).

Because of Mount Rageous being more based on popularity and money, she sees the tax evasion charge as 'normal' and would pass it off as "thats what all singers do" despite the fact they probably don't and it was just Velvet bc she wants money and fame.

End of movie she understands why things happened but hopes they are free to make music again soon the proper way since Veneer showed interest in doing so and would give them a second chance without thought. It does make her a bit sad Velvet isn't so nice and by far the worst when it comes to culture of Mount Rageous.

Def shows up to that court stuff or tries to at least, and would be at something like this to meet them.

I don't have a name yet for her but someone commented on my first art of her and suggested "Universa" given the galaxy theme but I feel bad taking suggestions from people online bc I would want to credit them properly at every turn and not just steal their idea they gave to me.

#rambling #trolls #trolls 3 band together #trolls 3 spoilers #trolls band together #velvet and veneer #dreamworks trolls

[venushasvixens]

Music Sounds Better with You (Spike Spiegel x Reader One-Shot)

[A/N] this really was a nice little fic to just write. I've been cooking up something, and I will be announcing it soon! Catch me on here, Wattpad and AO3 under the same names, where I will be uploading future updates and pieces. Thanks for reading!

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"Have you heard this one?"

"It sure does sound familiar."

Dusk on Mars, you and Spike were on the dock of the Bebop. With a little extra from the recent bounty, you had the long awaited opportunity of buying a brand new radio. Completed with a connected database of the biggest variety of music you had ever seen, the chance to listen to the music you wanted to was at your fingertips. Still, it was a bit painful to reminisce on the price. But who cares? You wanted this for a long time, and Spike was beyond thrilled when you wanted to share it with him.

"Hard to believe some of this came from before the Astral Gate." Spike said, nodding his head along to the beat. "You would think that all of it was lost to time."

"Whoever saved this one I hope is having the best time of their life. Or afterlife." You replied, smiling up at Spike. "They just don't make songs like they used to."

"Is that you, Jet?" Spike jeered, lightly tapping the small of your back with his foot. "Didn't take you much for an old soul."

"I got soul. And the blues too." You teased, relaxing as the melodic notes of the trumpet and tisk of the cymbals complimented each other rhythmically. "Do you, Spike?"

"More than you do." Spike sat next to you, letting the cool breeze of the night hit his face. "We rival each other in good taste, thats for sure."

"Can't disagree with that." You gave a small kiss on his cheek, leaning your head on your shoulder. "Did you ever listen to this kind of music when you were younger?"

"Raised on it. Morning, noon, night." Spike nodded slowly. "In a better sense, every kind of music was shown to me. Even as old as I am, there still a lot I haven't heard."

"Comforting." You replied, smiling blissfully.

As one song ended, there was a pause between the next song. For a brief moment, all you heard was the whistle of the wind and the sound of Spike's breathing. Offering your hand, Spike immediately took it into his own. A soft note took off, starting a great array of instruments. The gaze of your sweetheart was sensed, causing you to respond. "Something the matter?"

"You don't like country, do you?"

You snorted, laughing out loud. "Where did you get that from?"

Spike shrugged, chuckling. "Just a feeling, my great intuition told me."

"For your information, I can appreciate all kinds of music." You replied. "I think its just the message that depends."

"Oh, like what?"

"Oh you know. Like, is this a song about liking yourself? Or is it one about hating the world?" You sighed, thinking. "Shockingly, your mood can easily shift because of one song. Kind of messed up to see it happen."

"I see what you mean." Spike pondered. "You have to keep up with the beat."

"That's a good way to put it." You nodded. "Is it okay if I show you?"

Spike eyed you cautiously. "I hope you know that I can't cry." You scoffed.

"No, not like that." You flipped through the database on your holo-phone, searching for that one song. It was a melody so special to you, it could only be played for special occasions like this. There was no vague, underlining theme in the lyrics. It just tells you flat out how they feel. It was something about this song that was so sweet, so sincere.

If you couldn't put it into words, this song would do it for you.

Why do birds suddenly appear, every time you are near?

Just like me, they long to be close to you

The song began, with a whistle coming from Spike. "Oh, this one." He said, a small smile on his face. "So you do want me to cry?"

You just laughed. "I guess what I can't say rightly, this would do it for me, you know?"

Why do stars fall down from the sky?

Every time you walk by?

Just like me, they long to be close to you

"Its this next part that reminds me of you." You softly said.

On the day that you were born, the angels got together

And decided to create a dream come true.

You felt Spike tense up underneath you, rising from his spot next to you. Your heart sank for a second, wondering if maybe he didn't like it or you went too far.

"Is something wrong-"

"Dance with me." Spike extended his hand, his gaze settled on you lovingly. You got up eagerly, your hand into Spike's. He pulled you close to him, his other on your back. It held on tightly, as if he was afraid to let you go. It could've looked cheesy from a far away glance, and so cliche. But just the way how he was looking at you was worth it. Eyes full of admiration and love. If this was a chance to woo you, it worked.

You were all his.

"I got a feeling that you may like this song." You teased. Spike squeezed your hand, grinning. You both swayed back and forth to the gentle beat of the those classic trumpets and sentimental piano notes.

"No, really?" He replied, kissing your forehead. Oh, how you wanted him to do that again. "I see what you mean. I really do."

"Its beautiful. Reminds me of you a lot." You sighed. The amount of times you have had heard it before, hoping that one day, you would have the wonderful chance of being able to hear this song and think of somebody special. Words so sweetly spoken about the beauty of someone you loved, it could almost bring a tear to your eye.

"It would be a nice wedding song, wouldn't it?" Spike whispered to you, making you giggle.

"Without a doubt." You whispered back, giving a soft kiss on Spike's chin. Content and so in love, he rest his head on top of yours as the neared the end. There was no where else Spike would rather be. Music was the easiest way for him to communicate what his own words couldn't. He was so grateful a person like you could understand exactly what you meant.

"Do you want to play it again?"

"If it means I can stay in your arms just a little longer..then yes."

#fanfiction #cowboy bebop #faye valentine #90s anime #radio free mars #spike spiegel #see you space cowboy #spike spiegel x reader #spike spiegel headcanons #spike spiegel requests #cowboy bebop x reader #cowboy bebop fanfiction #jet black #radical edward #ein the dog #spike spiegel fanfic

[elvisprettymama]

Thats all right mama’

Paired: Elvis x reader

Summary: Its your first concert, and your excited to see him…elvis himself, but after the concert something happens with you and elvis

Warnings: !Smut! Belly bulge, F and M receiving, cussing,

Y/n’s POV:

Here i am……..26 and cooped up in my house all day, well at least i have Jessica,Marlana,Marci,and Marilyn with me. My best friends….i walk into the living room with a 5 glasses in my hand with a bottle of wine, “girls did y’all hear about that delicious man who’s coming in our town for his concert?” I turn to Jessica “who are you talking about jess” i ask with a smirk on my face as i began to sit down putting the glasses down on the table.

“Elvis fuckin presley, thats who” she says smiling, “oh my GODDDD” we all start squealing, “but wait…..how will we get in, were broke” lana says frowning. “Wellllll, soooo you know eddie right….” jess says giggling “so eddie knew Elvis’s friend Red, and he introduced us so then we started talking and we had amazing sex, so now we have free tickets girls” she says laughing “omg jess you are such a genius” marci says laughing, “oh god jess” Marilyn says pouring the wine into our glasses.

Eventually we start talking about our high school and the boys we thought were hot and why, “im hungryyyy” jess says frowning, “we can call fix dinner together” marci proposes “okay lets do it” we all chime in, we began to cook. It was fun, we had a great time and it was around 9 so we decided to stay up for a little and alk more until we got tired.

“hey girls, im feeling exhausted so im gonna head up to bed” marci says standing up, we all agree and we head upstairs to our rooms. I sigh feeling tired, i began to take off my shoes and my dress, then i do my hair for tomorrow and i brush my teeth and i put on my nightgown. Turning ofc my lights i fall asleep.

The Next Day….

Y/n’s POV:

I wake up to the sound of loud music playing, confused and groggy i stand up, putting on my robe and heading downstairs, I am greeted by the girls “ good morning are you ready to go see Elvis” jess asks happily, “ yeah are you” lana adds in “ well as it is my first concert, I’m very excited” i reply smiling “ how do you sleep” marci asks while cooking the eggs, “ I slept all right, how did you guys sleep” i replied getting some orange juice. “ we slept pretty good.” they responded

We had eaten breakfast and talked for a while, then, after breakfast was finished we went in the living room and played a couple of games by this time we realized it was already 4 o’clock in the afternoon, which was the time that jess knew we needed to get ready.

“Hey girls, its time to go get ready so lets go” jess says laughing, we go upstairs and i go in my room to find my red dress, and my red heels with my red pocketbook. My theme was red tonight, i walked into my bathroom and turned on the shower while getting undressed.

I get in the shower and i start to scrub my body, making sure i get every spot, then i grab my razor and i start to save everywhere, i finished and rinsed my body off under the water, i turned the water off and i stepped on my floor towel while drying my feet.

Grabbing my body towel, wrapping it around me i walk into my room and i start to dry off, once im dried off i grab the lotion and i apply it and i start to get dressed, i finish getting dressed and i start to do my hair and makeup. I apply my lipstick and i start to put on accessories and my perfume.

I hear a knock on my door “come in” i say excited, lana, jess, marci and marilyn come in looking as beautiful as ever, “your so gorgeous” jess exclaims, “you look so good” lana squeals, “thank you girls, its time i think” i say and we head downstairs to the car

We arrive at the concert place, we get out and we are escorted to the front line of the concert, it starts and elvis comes out and god……did he look sexy….his hair…..his body…….his face glistening in the light……his lips…..his movements…..his voice….his eyes….just made me feel things ive never felt before……it was like he was a god on the stage

Screaming like the fan girl i was, he started singing and we were just screaming and blushing, we made eye contact, I instantly look away blushing. After few songs the concert is over, and i began to go find the girls when lana come over to me “y/nnnn….elvis wants to see youuuuu in the backkk, have funnn” she says in a songy voice

I walk to the back eager but nervous to meet him, i get to his dressing room and i knock on the door lightly, he comes over and smiles “hello pretty mama, come in” he says smiling, i walk in and he closes the door, “so….i hear your a pretty big fan of mine aren’t you mama” he says smirking while pouring bourbon in two glasses.

“Y-yes i am, ive been a big fan for years, its very nice to meet you Mr. Presley” i say smiling, “nice to meet ya too honey, oh and call me elvis honey” he says smirking and handing me the drink, “so how old are you” he says sitting down “26….” I say drinking, we engaged in small talk for a while until we realized it was very late. “Elvis is really late, i should get going” i say with a little sadness in my voice. “Oh i suppose it is, may i drive you home” i he says smiling, “of course elvis” i smile

Elvis’s POV:

I waited on the girl to come, any second, she was so beautiful, her smile……her eyes….. her lips….her body….god she was perfect….. i started to day dream about her until it got cut short by a small little knock. I open the door to reveal the pretty girl “hello pretty mama, come in” i say smiling, she walks in very quietly and shyly, i close the door, “so….i hear your a pretty big fan of mine aren’t you mama” i say smirking while pouring us a drink.

“Y-yes i am, ive been a big fan for years, its very nice to meet you Mr. Presley” she says smiling sweetly, “nice to meet ya too honey, oh and call me elvis honey” i say smirking and handing her the drink, “so how old are you” i say sitting down “26….” she says drinking, we start to talk about our interests and our likings and dis-likings, she looked so beautiful. “Can i…kiss you” i ask her “yes” she responds, i kiss her softly and passionately, her hands roaming up and down my body, i began to kiss her neck, making my way down to her pussy, i saw how wet she was

“So wet for me” i saw smirking and taking off her panties, throwing them to the side “y/n, before we go any further, is this what you want” i ask softly “yes…i want this elvis” she says groaning, i began to rub her sensitive clit, while eating her out “you taste so fuckin good pretty mama” i say groaning in satisfaction, i begin to go faster hearing her moan and whimper my name as i devoured her.

“God elvis! Fuck your so good” she clenched around my fingers, “im gonna cum elvis, fuck” she says whimpering “not yet baby, i want you to cum on my dick” i stop as i take off my pants, she flips me over, kissing down my stomach. She grabs my cock and starts to stroke it slowly, i groan at the contact of her hand

She starts sucking on the tip, “fuck p-pretty mama it feels so good” i moan, she bobs her head up and down, making groan and moan, “fuck fuck fuck, good god mama, your doing so good” i say leaning my head back moaning “im gonna cum” i say as my cock twitches in her mouth, she stops “i want you to cum inside of me” she says

I flip us over, and i slowly enter her, letting her adjust to my size she nods, as a sign for me to move, i start thrusting into her slowly and softly “faster please” she says, i start to pound into her little pussy, watching how my cock stretched her pussy out, watching her belly bulge while i fucked her “fuck fuck , yes im gonna cum elvis” she says, “cum for me mama, let it all out come on” i say groaning getting close to my end too, “im cumming” we both say as we cum in union, after a few more thrusts i pull out

“Shit…..that was really good” she says smiling, “i know” i say laughing, she kisses me, i get up and i clean her up and i clean me up, we get dressed again and we start listening to records of mine while dancing, the way her hips move and her body sways to the music is just….so angelic, we dance for what feels like forever, i started to notice it was getting late, i hoped she didn’t notice because i didn’t want our time to end

“Elvis is really late, i should get going” she says with sadness in her voice, i didn’t want her to leave, i didn’t want our time to be over. “Oh i suppose it is, may i drive you home” i say smiling, hoping that i get a positive answer from such a beauty, “of course elvis” she smiles, we set our glasses down and we grab our coats and leave my room

We walk to the car, i open her door and i close it when shes in, i walk to the other side and get in and i start driving, the drive was quiet due to her falling asleep on my shoulder, she looked so peaceful and precious….after a while we had gotten to her house, i shake her softly “y/n” i whisper.

She wakes up and yawns softly, “thank you elvis” she says smiling and hugging me “anytime…could we have dinner sometime” i ask “sure i would love that” she says smiling, she opens the door and begans to walk to her door “i dont get a goodnight kiss” i say teasing her, she walks back up to the car and kisses me passionately but softly

Her lips were so tender and sweet and plump, “goodnight elvis” she says softly and walks to her door and she unlocks her door and looks back, i wave and she waves back and enters and shuts the door , she was so beautiful, so angelic, i drive off and head home….what a good concert

#elvis smut #elvis #elvis imagine

[hyacinthian-chateau]

hello, may i request a matchup?

i would like to start off with, i would prefer to be matched with a male character but wouldn't mind a female. My name is Corpse and as for my personality: my top three kins are Dazai, Gojo, and Sunny (and am compared frequently to the first two and Shigure Sohma). I am an ENTP and 5w4, as well as an Aquarius sun with leo moon and rising. i like, sometimes, watching people i hate get what they deserve/laugh at their pain. i connect myself deeply to my philosophy and ideals that i have gained from the pain of my past.

i had to raise myself mostly on the internet and my friends joke that Welcome To the Internet is my theme song. My philosophy, in basics, is that i want to learn why people want to live and find out what makes others so happy. thats one of my dislikes, my mentality of not being able to see any good and therefore lacking empathy even when i know it is needed. I also hate any healthy foods, the sun, most people surrounding me and a few other things, especially zhongli (he knows what he did).

my likes/hobbies are writing, playing genshin, watching tv, reading and listening to music, rant about my theories, and just chill looking through the internet.

some extra info is that i am aroace (cupio and lithoromantic, and aegosexual). i think ive mentioned it before but ive been online basically my whole life, so i know a lot of information, most i probably shouldn't know if honest. comedy has also always been a huge role in my life, and its important for me that you know that latern rite is so far my favorite event.

I would also like to apologize for the length of this! i got really into writing it and the match ups said they were open at the time of this post. i hope you find yourself in good health and have a good day or night.

sincerely,

corpse husband knockoff TM.

Xiao, ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

You and Xiao find fulfillment in each other.

'The Conqueror of Demons' is depicted to be a mysterious sworn protector who swiftly appears alongside a strong gust of wind, instilling fear into whoever is unfortunate enough to become his foe. For over a millennia, the last remaining Yaksha worked tirelessly to subdue the hordes of demonic spirits that disturbed Liyue. But regardless of his harsh and intimidating nature, those lucky enough to encounter the said young man describe him as oddly gentle as he escorts them to safety. Never one to listen to gossip, you refused to believe such a thing--that is until you happened to encounter the said Adeptus one fateful evening.

You had called out the Guardian Yaksha's name in desperation after falling from a high cliff while trying to escape a group of treasure hoarders. In a blink of an eye, you found yourself in a protective hold as Xiao easily maneuvers the two of you into a much safer setting. Like the previous instances, Xiao doesn't say much and instead immediately disappears, leaving you to gape at the puff of smoke--unable to even thank him. As the days pass, you find bothered by your conscience which was rather uncharacteristic. Eventually, you learn from rumours that the teal-haired Adeptus frequented Wangshu Inn and you find yourself visiting the establishment with a small box of freshly picked fruits and a small bouquet consisting of Silk flowers and Glaze Lilies, a thank you gift of some sorts.

Initially, neither of you got off to the best start with the Yaksha trying to drive you away with harsh words and even harsher glares but you were stubborn. Xiao tried his best to intimidate you by either giving you the cold shoulder or unnervingly staring at you--He's rather perplexed when you do the same thing, seemingly unaffected. Suffice to say, even as Xiao ignored your presence, you visited the said young every two weeks, never failing to bring him something. And like every other relationship, it takes an even longer time for you to earn the Anemo user's trust--You've compared the Yaksha to a cute feral cat at some point but you can't say that out loud, can you?

Over the next few years, you find the aloof warrior warming up and in turn, Xiao finds you to be a rather interesting mortal. Other than being quick-witted and a natural conversationalist, you held an unquenchable thirst to learn about the human psyche--He listens patiently when you share the different theories as to what drove humans to attain the ultimate happiness. Furthermore, the Adeptus has deciphered your true nature since, he too, shares the same mindset. In truth--despite the vengeful and cold persona--Xiao knows that you were a capable teacher and placed a great amount of thought into both your words and actions even if they come across as blunt. You’re surprised to find the Anemo-user providing you with a bit of advice as you express your concern regarding your disconnect from other people's emotions--He lets you practice having a friendly conversation with him but what's the point when it's hard to guess his emotions with that handsome stoic face of his.

Frankly, it isn't just the Yaksha who had taken a shine to you as Ver Goldet and Smiley Yanxiao, the innkeeper and chef, have more than a few occasions offered free meals or a vacant room--They are rather surprised when you offer to help them around the establishment which only makes them fond of you--You were a sincere hard worker and Xiao doesn't seem to mind your presence. Speaking of the said individual, the Anemo-user recently found you to have such dry humour. You are surprised to find the Conqueror of Demons turning away to hide his chuckles.

It's on a warm evening that the teal-haired warrior becomes immensely aware of how far along your relationship has progressed. In the long years, he has been alone, he would have never guessed that he would find himself sharing a plate of Rice Buns and Almond Tofu with a mortal such as yourself. The relationship you shared with Xiao can be best described as comradery seeing as you both had experienced isolation at some point in your lives. It might not show but at this time, Xiao is content being able to experience what it feels to have a friend.

…But there are also times when he catches his heart pounding a little faster than usual when you flash him a toothy grin while handing him a plate of Almond Tofu--It may seem that the said desert may not be his only weakness anymore.

Are you not going to see him today? You're embarrassed, you say? Well, I am sure he doesn't mind you visiting.

╰ ☆☆☆☆╮

#Catharia Writes #Hyacinth 🍮 #Catharia’s Match-Ups #genshin xiao #Adeptus Xiao #Xiao x Reader #Genshin Match-Ups

[weather-story]

Books of memories, no, other us [pt 1.]

Kepo - Mimu’s older sister

Mimu - Kepo’s younger brother

White hat ghost - bound to Mimu

Red caped ghost - bound to Kepo

In the living room Kepo is rearranging things, not by much, Mimu is playing music In his room, closest to the living room, she gets distracted by the music, with it being the most random assortment of music, changing every 3 to 4 minutes, with no theme. Now she’s questioning if she should tell him to play a playlist instead of where she wants to put a pumpkin in her hands.

She places it on the floor next to the tv stand and walks to Mimu’s room, despite the music being loud he hears her and stops the music, opening the door, asking her what she needed, she told him nothing and was just wondering how he simultaneously has the weirdest mix of good songs, just not the same genre.

“Excuse me”

He said to get her out his way when he started to walk past her

“A good song is a good song”

He shrugged and fell backwards onto the side of the couch with no one on it, with the sibling’s ghost’s on the other, Kepo noticed them but didn’t say anything to them.

“wow you are finally out of your office”

Mimu said teasing his sister, even though he knew she almost always had a hit to compete,

“Shut, or I’ll throw the pumpkin at you”

She said back, she wish she spent more time, the comment hurt a bit, she wished she spent more time before his 18th birthday and maybe he wouldn’t be involved in her line of work. But she knew he didn’t mean any harm, and she thought he didn’t know about any regrets she has.

“I’d catch it”

He said, with over confidence in his voice, Kepo knew he can throw knifes well but catching things wasn’t something he liked to do, despite never actually dropping anything

She picked the pumpkin up again, it had weight to it but she was sure he’d be ok if he did miss the catch, just a little butt-hurt.

“Wait! WAIT!”

He panicked seeing her pick up the pumpkin and accepted that he lost the bet he had really only made with himself, she put it back with a ‘thats what I thought’ attitude. The whole time the ghosts watched, slightly worried, both of the ghosts were only children and Mimu and Kepo are a bit more violent with their sibling banter, so this looked a bit worrying to them but they ignored it.

“I remember, you used to sit in silence,”

The ghost with the white hat said, the ghosts don’t remember much about before they died but when they did it came up randomly

“Not all the time, I remember you playing”

Said the red caped ghost beside him

Kepo sat on the couch next to Mimu, both watching like a new episode of their favorite show, this didn’t happen much and at the beginning of these conversations they didn’t get much context but they found out it was best to just let them talk

“Really? I don’t remember why but I would walk into your room.. no.. study and you would be working in silence, I think I would give you water”

Them getting words wrong and changing them was normal so it was probably going to happen a lot

“Yes, I don’t remember thanking you, thanks”

“You are welcome, I don’t remember why I felt like it but I felt like I had to keep you well”

“Why?”

“I don’t remember..”

“No, why did you play?”

“Oh, I didn’t think you could hear me, I was always a room, maybe a floor away from you”

“I remember walking.. no, moving closer, and sit and work on something,”

“What was it?”

“I.. don’t remember, why were your songs so sad? No, why did you play sadly?”

“Sadly?”

“Yes, you would play songs I recognized as being faster, you played them softly, and slow, I would imagine how you look while playing”

“I was tired.. no exhausted. No..”

“Sad?.. like tired from sadness?”

“Yes, yes I was tired, thank you Mimu,”

Sometimes the two had to help them with words, when away they would talk about how they talk, so different then when they we ‘humanized’ they were a lot nicer when in a more ghost form, but still talked like they don’t know how to shorten sentences, in-fact that was the first time they had hear them say ‘thanks’

“How did you get that?” “Shit- I guessed-“

The two whispered to each other

“Why didn’t you ever walk into the room I was in?”

“… I was embarrassed.”

“Of me?”

“No, of myself,”

He sounded sure, this happened often too, where one of them is so sure of a detail

“Why?”

“Because.. I hurt you? I think, but I like you”

“I think we didn’t like each other before, maybe I liked You too, why would you hurt me”

“I.. I don’t know, I feel like I hurt you, and me, really badly. And someone else”

“Who? Mimu? Kepo?”

“No, two other people, kids… I hurt kids?..”

His voice was shaking, if he had eyes in this form he’d probably be crying by now, in this state he didn’t ever want to hurt someone, let alone people that from his understanding was people he liked, and could even love.

The white hat ghost put his hands on the red caped ghosts shoulders, and brought him closer to him, he laid mostly on the couch but a bit on him. From what Kepo and Mimu could tell they weren’t looking at each other.

“Soo.. 1 x Oliver confirmed?”

Mimu whispered, it threw Kepo off and she almost laughed but she managed to stop herself and elbowed him

“It feels like I read something about this, like two people have done this before”

“Me too..”

“Rose, someone was named Rose”

The white hat ghost was looking at the others cape, he recognized the cape as belonging to Rose and not the ghost that was wearing it, and Rose couldn’t have been the two ghosts because they knew their names.

The red caped ghost looked at the cape,

“Its mine, but they have it, I know they do, does the other person have your hat?”

The ghost with the white hat took it off using one hand to hold his hair out of his face and another to hold the hat

“Yes, yes he does, Aloe, his name is Aloe”

“Yes, we named them together, they were in a clear box”

“I’m confused,we had kids together?”

‘Oh shit oh shit oh shi-‘ ‘Mimu please don’t say some stupid shit,’ ‘I’m going to say something stupid’

“Do you know where your house is?”

…

“Yes? Yes.”

Only one sounded sure but that was good enough for Mimu to head out and find it, one problem is that while ghosts can make it so others can see them, they are only bound to one person, and red caped ghost was bound to Kepo, even though she didn’t want to go Mimu just had to figure out more, because unlike Kepo, Mimu can’t handle cliffhangers.

Extra:

[before they died]

“I’m not gay”

“Maybe its internalized homophobia-“

“I’m not gay or homophobic I just don’t want you calling me gay-“

“Ok, I’d understand that if we didn’t have two books where we are in love with each other.”

“So?”

“You favorite one to go to is one where we are married. No straight person wants to see that-“

“Its not my favorite, just easier to study,”

“That sounds like you are being a pervert-“

“I’M NOT BEING A- ugh are you trying to convince me anyway. Why do you want to know-“

“Yea, thats where I’m going to end this conversation-“

[deantvlove2018]

DEAN TV LOVE VII: EPISODE 37: 22ND OF SEPTEMBER 2088

Hello and welcome to episode 37 of Dean Tv love 7, on the 22nd of September 2023.

The Tv channel Dean Tv is beginning to show it’s ident. With the voice over introducing the Dean Tv love series. Then the title sequence comes in as everyone including Dean enters the train.

As the theme music starts to play, the train reach it’s destination. Everyone exit out of the train, Dean turns on the monitor to reveal the guru. Then the Dean Tv love 7 logo appears. The audience cheered, Dean is standing next to the switch that turns on the screen. He waits for Alec,Kaden and Zara to come out of Louise’s cafe. The 3 joined Dean, the audience are still cheering. “Yes and welcome to episode 37 of Dean Tv love 7, only 9 episodes left and what a great season it’s been” said Alec. “Yes it has been a good one like last year’s season” said Kaden. “Yeah but this season is wicked” said Zara. Dean agreed. “Yeah we have been enjoying this season” said Dean. “Yeah and you were good as always, Louise and the others did so well. We have looked behind the scenes” said Alec. The trio showed a few behind the scenes footage and some bloopers like a crew member rubbing a cold cloth on Dean’s forehead. Cos Dean was sweating by the lights during filming. “Ah! this one” said Dean. After that Dean says that today’s episode takes place in the year 2088 A.D.

The guru appeared on the screen giving out the full episode, 22nd of September 2088. They all watch the episode.

London England, the year 2088. A man with a book exit out of the school after teaching history about the Dean Tv love series, also teaching about Dean. The book is about the Dean Tv love series, the same book what he gave to Dean while he travelled through time to our present.

The man sees some of the stuff in the book got altered by Dean’s rewriting the book. By using his own words and some pictures. The man sees a picture of Dean using his computer writing.

By the way the man’s name is Ian, who is the grandson of June.

Ian walked towards the statue of Dean, Ian put a flower next to the statue.

He looked at the statue with smile.

Ian met Dean back in the 2060’s at the retirement place right Dean and Louise left the mansion.

Dean gave him a copy of the Dean Tv love book sign by him, Louise signed it also. Ian sees the signatures on the first page with a picture of Dean and Louise. Till one day another teacher approached him. “Ian why are you standing next to that statue?” she asked. “Oh I was putting a flower next to Dean’s statue” said Ian. “It’s just a statue, it is a memorial statue of Dean Rodney Jr” said the teacher. Ian smiled and nodded. “It’s sure is” said Ian. Ian remembered when the statue was introduced earlier in June 2088, everyone went to pay their respects to Dean. Louise did the same too. Then one day Ian and the teacher heard a loud scream. The two see the person running up to them, crying for help.

The robots were chasing the person, Dean’s statue stops the robots by firing lasers at them. Ian got shocked by the statue doing that to the robot. “Hey that statue saved your life” said Ian. “Really?” asked the person who got chased. “Yes” said the teacher.

The statue smiled.

The next day Ian told Louise about the statue, Louise could believe what she heard. “Dean’s statue did that?, pull the other one” she said. Meanwhile in the present day inside the Dean Tv mansion, Dean sees a video of himself. “Get your lemonade here” he said in the video. “That’s not lemonade that’s orange juice” said Louise. Dean laughed and the puppy too. The episode ends and everyone cheered. “Wow what an episode” said Zara. “Yes it is,Dean’s statue fires lasers?” said Kaden. “Who’s idea was that?” asked Alec. “That was me” said Dean. “Really!?” asked Kaden. Dean nodded. “By the way the day of the week on the 22nd of September 2088, is Wednesday and the year 2088 is a leap year” said Dean. “The year 2088 is in 65 years time” said the guru. “Well thats episode 37,next week is episode 38 bye for now” said Alec.

The end credits starts off with the people on the train and some theme music. Then the Dean Tv production logo appears.

End of episode 37

01:33:14.85

#dean tv love 7

[nekodream]

I got a job at dollar tree in the Bronx to earn extra cash. The first or second shift I was too drunk to remember anything. The third I tried to properly tidy up the shop. There was bags of celebrations and mishapes like back in cadburys.

None off the other staff spoke to me. When I was tidying up I saw the manager. As I was tidying I put the cardboard boxes in this wheeled trash thing. At one point I put a plastic bag in the cardboard and not the white bin wrapped round it.

The manager (white tanned blonde lady) came to me and patronizingly said thats not where it goes. At that point I already knew and rectified the situation.

I realized I still had my small backpack with me so I went to the backrooms to put it away. Whilst I was down there I saw Emma cartlidge. She was cross legged on the floor naked cept for white underwear. When I asked her why shesaid she was trying a dark tan or something in a dark room to make her boobs bigger. I said fair enough.

I was too embarrassed to tell her I worked there so when she asked me why I was here I whispered to her I was sleuthing on the manager. I tried to explain to her I was working with the government trying to figure something out about her for the guys husband (who in my head was Brandon my boss)

I was tidying up the backrooms to have an excuse to speak to Emma. At one point things get loud or something cos I can't hear Emma. I saw my website which had a random image APIs and this one showed different backgrounds or a housetyle of the sun and the search bar had a bright orange aura and looked cool. But within seconds of looking at it it started to go weird like it was animated and slowly getting more buggier. When the manager came in she seemed pissed with me and asked me what I was doing Emma tried to intervene but I just explained that I was tidying up. The manager said there was no point in that or something and I got pissed. I realized I was carrying two mason jars and threw them on the ground and they smashed. I headed for the exit and left.

Walking back to Harlem I saw Emma and Danny Kennedy were with me.

I told theme I left cos I got what I wanted. I was fumbling a story and noticed I was carrying a duvet and Danny got gum on it (saying it wasn't his fault )

I said when she got pissed I recognized her. She was a lady who was cheating on her husband and I recognized as such when she got pissed. At that point I recognized her as the hairdresser boss lady from people just do nothing and so yeah. When I woke up I had a very strong taste (still do) of old chewing gum in my mouth

A dream before that that I forgot to mention was that I was in a room and on the ceiling. I had stolen Elon musks jeans as a flirty joke. When he left I noticed I had his earbuds too. They were playing music and had a bunch of buttons on them but no matter what I was pressing I couldn't seem to get them to stop. I think mike winnet was there too

[unknowncrashingthroughthewindow]

Zen: How do you cope with your trauma?

707: The trick is to play music louder than your thoughts.

#incorrect quotes #mystic messenger #zen #707 #source: unknown #thats why his theme music is so loud #GFJHKDGHCJVBKHFKG

[tastyykpop]

jeno extra filthy degradation please 😭

ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ

Pairings: jeno x reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: dom/sub themes, degradation, brat!reader, brat tamer!jeno, spanking, fingering, eating out, overstimulation

you were annoying

that was as simple as jeno could make it. he found you absolutely insufferable. and the countless of times you've opened your mouth to make a stupid comment was like nails on a chalkboard.

sure you were pretty and kind to others but not very much to him. you were rude, cocky, and persistent, it was your way of getting his attention. and to say it worked was an understatement, you were on jenos mind 24/7. no matter where, when, or who he was with, he could only think about you. of course, you were the same, but that's because you've had a crush on him since trainee days and almost everyone in SM knew.

jeno knew.

since you worked at SM as a stylist, it was easy to get closer to jeno and work your magic everyday. you were blatant with every touch, every shameless sentence that entailed more then it should, he couldn't quite ignore it either or tell you to shut up. seriously, it doesn't work.

you're a brat, he would say to himself, nothing more than a brat that doesn't know her place.

which in this case, he was correct.

but to him, your behavior was easy to change. he's noticed how you've drawn blanks when he interrogates you on your behavior, how you downplay your wrongs to see him try and hold back his longing to make you submit. it was a game to you clearly, but jeno wanted to beat it.

so how did you end up under jeno so soon in the practice room?

well, the group had been preparing for a dance practice video and you and a few other stylists were called in to help get them prepare for the camera. jeno was trying his best to stay low and out of your sight. it didn't work, but it was worth a shot.

"happy to see me?"

jenos eyes rolled, "I'd be happy if I saw death staring at me in the eyes." he began walking away until you grabbed his arm, making him put his hands over his face.

"dont be like that." you push his hands away now seeing jenos annoyed face. "be lucky you're not stuck with someone else. at least I make your life more interesting.

"interesting or frustrating? I think you've got your words mixed up."

you began applying a light foundation on jenos skin, taking in his angelic features before realizing what he said, "impactful I must say. I know you love me, jeno."

jeno makes a face in disgust pushing your hand away from his face, "youre not my type."

"I dont know. chenle told me otherwise...."

"youre a brat."

"and you're close-minded."

"close- you-"

"done. now go dance and make some fangirls or boys scream." you don't bother turning around as you walk towards the back of the dance practice out of the cameras view.

jeno, somewhat red in the face, stood in his starting position for the choreography, you couldnt help but stare at him in awe. hes gorgeous, you can't lie about that. and the way he moved once the music started playing made you feel different. maybe it was your crush on him, but you heated up very quickly while watching him. other staff members weren't paying as close attention on the boys as you were, only their phones caught their mind. you didn't mind, but damn did they not see how hot jeno was when dancing?

sweaty and out of breath, the boys took a break to get a drink of water.

"you did well- you all did actually." handing jeno a bottle of water, he stared between the thing in your hand and you before taking it and chugging the whole bottle. "but I think mark was the one who stood out to me the most."

"what?"

"mhm. mark was very fluid in his footsteps and his movements were clean and precise. a good dancer I must say."

there's something up. you were staring at him the whole time and he knew it, he danced harder just because you were watching. how could you have seen mark when all you did was stare at jeno?

"and hes cute too. surely he's got a bunch of girls and boys ready to throw themselves at him. I would too, he's absolutely perfect."

jeno balled his fist. what game are you trying to play? "you're testing me." he may not like you, or maybe he did, but something about you talking about someone else like that sparked jealousy in him.

"good. maybe you'll do something about it." you put a hand on his chest, jenos heart pounding fast as you came closer and whispered, "I bet you won't. all bark no bite. pathetic if you ask me."

"youre gonna regret your words if you keep speaking."

"oh really," you leaned back, his eyes pierced your curious ones with a sense of fury and annoyance, "and what are you gonna do? spank me?"

just like that jeno pulled you out of the room and into another practice room. he pulled a chair out from the corner and pulled you over his knee.

"jeno, I was just kid-"

he spanked you hard over and over and over again as you wailed and wrapped a tight hand around jenos ankle for support. each spank was painful and to the point unbearable, yet jeno didn't back down. not after he felt he could break you now.

each time his hand made contact with your ass, felt like he was letting loose all the pent up anger you caused him over the past months you've been working here. for him, it was hell. no matter what people would say to you about him did not dictate his feelings about you. right now, he hated you and needed to let that burning passion out by spanking you. jeno wanted you to feel the hell he endured when around you. sure enough, you were feeling it, crying and sobbing on his thigh like an idiot.

you didn't fight back even though you proposed that you hated it. your body seemed to like it more then you thought.

"youre a pest!" he landed another hard hit, "an annoying pest who needs to learn when to shut the fuck up. now apologize."

"no!" you winced at another hit, squirming- no more like trying to grind on his lap because of how painfully wet you've become in just minutes.

"apologize." he repeated.

"you're- you're an idiot if you think I'll give up!"

jeno stripped you of your pants and panties, "its cute listening to little sluts like you thinking they have power over someone much stronger then them. it must be tiring thinking youre charge." he taunted before spanking you again, this time the impact was far greater and almost caused you to scream before jeno clasped a hand over your mouth. with the same hand, he pushed you off his lap and on the floor, leaving your lower half bare for him to see.

you were a pretty sight, a mess to say the least, but jeno loved that. finally seeing you disheveled with tears leaking down your cheeks, he thought of you as his little crybaby. he tried his hardest not to take a picture.

"don't think I didnt notice how your wet cunt leaked all over my thigh" he began, "do you really get off to being put in your place, slut? is that why we're here right now?"

"d-dont be so full of y-yourself."

"oh? but your dripping all over the practice floor, how could i not." jenos lips were close to your heat, teasing you with his eyes and tongue as he glided it just above where you wanted him.

you had nothing to say, yet your eyes told him everything. told him just how you'd defy him any chance youd get only to make him more upset. it wouldn't be fun if your goal wasn't to piss him off.

jeno kept his tongue away from your most needed area, his lips kissing anything but your dripping heat as you bucked your hips into his face. jenos hands would push your hips down and back his face away frowning at your behavior and returning to what he was previously doing. you weren't done though, since he was holding your hips, you grabbed his hair and forced his head where you needed him. his tongue inside you was far from good, it was amazing. and though you realized jeno wasn't pushing your hand away, you pushed and pulled his hair as you kept his head in place so he couldn't stop.

the long strides and the smooth rhythm he had was enough to make you arch against the floor, gasping and calling out his name far to loudly for his liking. but with watchful eyes and a steady tongue, he shamelessly enjoyed it yet he had to be aware of the people in the building. one loud moan and someone would sure walk in to see what's up.

so jeno swatted your hand away from his head and lifted up with a frown. he liked the frightened look on your face as he leaned closer and closer, "if you're this much of a slut for people to hear us, we might as well have just stayed where everyone else was."

"thats hot." you stated blankly, jenos eyebrow raised before realizing how far gone you practically were, with how big and dilated your eyes are. "w-wait no! I'll stay quiet I promise."

"No you wont." jeno got up and grabbed your underwear that layed on the floor, then shoved it in your mouth allowing you to taste yourself. "stay quiet, fucktoy."

"fucktoy?- oh fuck!" you mumbled into your panties as his fingers protruded inside you. at least you were quieter this time.

"tell me when youre about to cum." he said just above a whisper as he watched you slip further and further into bliss. the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head with each skillful thrust from jenos fingers made his cock grow harder each second. you were so hot, so damn beautiful as you moaned into the panties like a little bitch. jeno loved it too much to say he hated you.

"feels good- f-feels so good, j-jeno." you said quietly into the panties. it was getting harder and harder for you to keep silent as he began rubbing your clit like a desperate man, hungry for your cum. but you did your best keeping low.

you grinded against on his hand, inching closer and closer to what you believed to be your orgasm. clentching tightly around jenos fingers you gasped and spat your panties out, "jeno! i-im gonna-

"cum, fucktoy." he insisted, never removing his fingers from your wet hole as a white substance spilled out. he kept going, in and out, in and out as you clamped a hand over your mouth. so much sensitivity and his fingers were still going.

"stop i-i can't take it!" you found his wrist and tightly held it as you attempted to pull him out.

"youre gonna take this like a good bitch until I want to stop." he said right as your second orgasm washed through you.

too much. you could barely think straight and even tried pulling your hips back but his fingers followed.

too sensitive. you could barely breathe because of the overwhelming sensitivity. yet in a twisted way, it felt good in a strange way. maybe it was the pain of cumming over and over or how jeno worked his fingers. either way, you could feel another one building up.

"please, please, please." you cried hoping for the end, but there was no way jeno was stopping.

"apologize and this will be your last one." He stuck his fingers deeper, if that were possible, and watched you squirm trying to find words to say, but all that came out was drool. "disgusting whore." you slapped him in the face for that.

"I-i am not sor-sorry!"

"im not playing these games anymore. say you're sorry."

jeno growled, deeper and deeper he went and faster and faster he goes before your third orgasm of the day came. your legs shook and your grip got tighter but still to no avail did he stop.

you were very persistent on making jeno angry before, but now you seemed to have started rethinking that apology. "im sorry."

"for?"

"for being rude to you!" you legs shook again and that feeling in your stomach was back, "i-im sorry jeno, but p-please I can't take it!"

he did it. he broke you. and with that he finally pulled his fingers away letting all your cum out.

you cried softly, still a shaking mess from the orgasms and jeno, well he didn't care all too much but he knew he probably shouldn't be too harsh with you about now. so he gently took you in his arms, sitting your bare bottom right on his lap as he rocked you slowly.

"im never leaving after this." you say slowly, "and I know you don't hate me either, I can feel your boner against my ass."

jeno pinches your arm and shushes you. god, you were a pest and maybe youre right. maybe he doesn't hate you like he proclaimed he did. maybe he did enjoy this session in the practice room, but he won't ever say it. not because he's afraid to admit it, but because he doesn't want you to rub it in his face.

#nct #nct smut #nct dream #nct dream smut #jeno #lee jeno #jeno smut #lee jeno smut #nct imagines #nct drabbles #nct scenarios #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #ask #anon

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

My Love| Echo pt 3

Note: i'll edit this later, my mouth hurts from wisdom teeth removal but wanted to get it out for you.

Warnings: No real warnings, but there is a semi spicey scene and mentions of nudity towards the end, but doesnt go into too far of detail. And Echo's legs are cannoned a bit lower than tcw meaning yes Echos got an ass, but his legs and thighs stuff like that are still metal so

Reader: Male

Part: 1 | 2 | 3 | 3.5 | 4 | 5 | 6

Master list

Y/n watched the boys try there food. They're faces lighting up as the room became silent, people busy digging into there food.

Y/n ate his own, his hand on Echo's thigh under the table, Echo's leg touching Y/n's.

"Ma'm this is way way! Better than rations!" Wrecker cheered.

"Im glad you like it so much, so tell me boys. What brought you over here?" Margie asked.

Hunter swallowed his food, "well we wanted to meet Echo's boyfriend Ma'm, we had no idea they had been dating for so long."

It was lucky for the group that talked they stayed together, near the head of the table where Margie sat, a small kid or two down from her.

"Echo's been nothing but a delight. To both my son and my family." Margie praised, "he's a good kid, Im assuming he gets it from his older brothers?"

"Oh...uh." Hunter spoke.

"He's older than us." Crosshair responded for the group.

"Oh?" She smiled, "you learn something new every day."

She looked at Y/n who nodded and smiled, "Yep."

"So where are you boys staying?" She asked.

Oh shit. Was the only thing Echo could think of. His brothers? Staying here?

"Oh we have our own place." Tech responded, "We live in a building complex called the Marauder."

Well that was a lie.

"Wait. Isn't that the name-" Y/n was cut off when Hunter kicked him.

"Ow.."

"Sorry. Foot must've slipped." Hunter responded his head slightly jolting towards the side, Echo was lost in his food, eating small spoon fulls, he was listening inteny even though he tried to cover his easedropping up.

"Oh! Yeah!" Y/n chuckled, Echo's frame slightly picking up.

"Oh. Nice place then?" Margie spoke.

"Oh..uh yeah. Decent..just a bit cramped but we don't mine." Hunter told, "we do alot of delivering off world too, so we work a decent amount...Echo! Echo here works the hardest. He may not be the strongest but he sure knows how to uh-"

"Pack a crate! And log the ports data. He's also a skilled mechanic!" Wrecker joined in.

What were they doing? Fake Prasing him? Why?

She smiled, "You boys seem like you like your jobs."

The boy's nodded, Y/n watched as Tech, Hunter and Wrecker hyped up Echo. The boy's trying to support Echo, "and you? Crosshair was it?"

Crosshair stopped from putting a spoonful in his mouth, "Oh. I.-" he looked at Echo infront of him, "I have a long way to go, a lot to learn."

"The youngest then?" She questioned.

"Yeah..." Crosshair responded bringing the food to his mouth.

"That's a sweet little bussniess you all have then," she congratulated, "We'd have to work with you one day, we have a business of our own."

"What's the bussniess if I may ask?" Tech questioned.

"Well our main bussniess is a food bussniess, you know selling buying, producing, but recently we've started a non-profit organization for battle droids."

"For battle droids? Clankers?" Wrecker asked.

"Thats what them clone boys call them," She smiled, "we basically rehab them, and send them back into the world, most as servants, translators. Small things."

"That's uh well..."

"I know I know. But here we believe that everything stands a chance." She contuined, "Echo has helped us alot on efficent repairs."

Echo nodded as he put a spoonful in his mouth.

"We have one that takes care of the animals in the small barn." Margie told, "Y/n! Have you showed them the animals dear?"

"No ma. This is only the second room they been in." Y/n informed.

"How dare you not give them a tour!" His mother spoke fake harshly, Y/n chuckling his mom soon following after.

"Oh mommy dearest I ask your humble apologies even though I don't deserve it. I suppose I'll sleep outside in the barn."

The two laughed as they smiled at one another.

"I'll show them around afterwords. Prepaired for your world to be rocked." He told the boys infront of him.

"Well I welcome you to the family boys. Its always a pleasure to have another few join the bunch!" She cheered.

"Thank you." Hunter spoke.

She smiled for a final time return to her food as did the others, small talk. Kids started asking to be excused, when excused they took there dishes and walked into the kitchen to clean there dishes and put them on the drying racks.

Echo finished before Y/n asking to be excused he got up with his dishes and went to clean them. Wrecker asked next, he being excused as he grabbed his own things and left.

Echo was along cleaning his dishes, his plate flat in the sink as he scrubbed the plate with one hand.

"Wanna hand?"

Echo turned his head, "oh. No. Im good."

Echo turned back towards his plates.

"Echo. Im. Im sorry." Wrecker apologized, "he's better than any lady you could date."

"Oh. Uh." Echo spoke, "thanks..."

"I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Wrecker told him.

Echo frowned, "I. I know Wrecker. I shouldn't of yelled at you."

"We've should of waited for you to explain."

Putting his dishes on the drying rack he turned to Wrecker who stood next to him, Wrecker's dishes sat on the counter patiently waiting for his turn.

"It's. Okay." Echo responded, "I, I forgive you, at the end of the day. I'm the only one dating him. Right?"

Wrecker smiled, "So. We're okay?"

Echo nodded, quickly being picked up in a hug as he chuckled, patting Wrecker's shoulder.

"Now do your dishes before Y/n's mom cuts your head off." Echo joked waving smally to him.

Echo walked back out, going down the hall and too the living room, the room filled with silence as he collected the cups from eariler.

Bent over setting all the cups down accordingly there was a whistle, a soft one, not loud enough for anyone to hear if they weren't in the room.

"Would you look at that ass." Y/n spoke, Echo standing straight as he turned around, "aren't you a gifted fellow?"

Echo chuckled, "You should be careful what you say in here."

It was Y/n's turn to chuckle.

"Why's that?"

"Why do you think?" Echo questioned as he watched Y/n walk forward, grabbing his hips and pulling Echo closer.

"All I do is tell the truth," Y/n smiled.

Echo's arms drapped on Y/n's shoulder's, Y/n holding his hips.

"Now this is something we shouldn't be doing in here." Y/n teased.

Echo smiled, "One kiss never hurt anyone?"

"Oh?"

Y/n smiled, leaning down kissing Echo. His hand running through Y/n's hair, Y/n pulled away from Echo, foreheads resting on one another.

"I love you." Y/n told him.

"I love you too." Echo smiled.

Y/n pulled him into a short kiss, "You wanna sit on my lap again baby?"

"Gladly-" Echo was cut off again with a kiss, a chuckle filling his mouth from Y/n.

"Get a damn room!"

Y/n pulled away, glaring at the teen.

"Well Enzo. I am in a room! So get out of it!" Y/n argued, Echo's head in Y/n's shoulder.

"Well mom wants you to give those guys a tour." Enzo responded.

"Alright." Y/n spoke, turning back to Echo, "Later baby."

Echo was give a kiss on the lips, Y/n grabbed the tray.

"I can do that," Echo spoke stopping Y/n.

"How about you can do this one day, when we have our own home." Y/n spoke, "you know when we're married and have a little farm."

Echo flushed deeply, a farm? With him and Y/n all by themselves? Sounded...sounded. amazing.

Y/n pulled away from him tray in hand, "come on let's give that tour."

Echo followed Y/n dropping off the tray and then taking the boys around, introducing them to all the kids, big, medium small to twilek, zabrack, human to torguata. All of diffrent personalities. Some reading on there bed, some working out, some listening to music, others playing with dolls and action figures.

And then there was his room, nothing special, Echo and his favorite record in sitting still as the song had finished, a box of records tucked under the small table the record player sat on. The sheets a dark purple his pillow cases a matching dark blue a window at the far end.

"Please come in." Y/n responded offering them to come in and look around.

They filed in, the room fitting all them comfortably.

"It's quiet simple," Tech explained, "Your personality is a bit more bubbly so I was expecting something wild."

"Like that?" Crosshair questioned.

"Like what?" Tech responded turning around to face the wall behind them.

The wall was filled with photos, drawings and dried flowers, a vintage theme, branching off into its sub groups.

"There it is." Tech repsonded adjusting his glasses.

"Please feel free to look around." Y/n responded.

Crosshair stood next to Wrecker as they looked at the photos.

"Hey! It's Echo! Look!" Wrecker cheered as Crosshair peered over, the photo of Echo asleep on the couch, kids knocked out with him, "and Kamino!"

"How's you get a picture of Kamino?" Hunter questioned now also looking at the photos.

"Echo here got it for me." Y/n smiled as Echo rubbed the back of his head, "Its not just my memories up there- Hey! Lets get our own photo up there!"

Y/n got up going over to his desk as he lifted the top up pulling the old porloroid out.

"Echo." Crosshair spoke as the clone came over, "wanna explain this one?"

Echo looked at the photo, he clearly knocked out in Y/n's bed, his back bare hinting towards what had happened before hand, the blanket covering to his mid back and down, his arms tucked under a pillow permentatly fluffing it up as his cheek was baired into it.

"Not bad." Crosshair spoke nudging his brother, he was trying.

"Here is is new film and all." Y/n smiled going towards the group, "Come on! Gather around."

Y/n smiled as the group akwardly grouped together infront of the window. Looking at the group he rushed over, pushing them closer together.

"It'll be on a timer so I only have a few seconds." Y/n told them walking back over, "ready?"

"Uh sure?"

Y/n quickly pushed the button rushing over to the group, he quickly stood next to Echo. There was a click as Y/n rushed back over. The photo coming out the bottom as Tech rushed over intrested.

"Oh nice its comin through already." Y/n smiled, soon waving the square around as he walked over to his desk picking out a red and black thumb tack.

"Hmm..." y/n spoke rushing over to the wall looking around, "hah! Echo come here! Help me put this up."

Echo walked over as the boys watched him hand Echo the image and tack.

"See right there." Y/n pointed a spot above the door, dead center towards the ceiling.

"We'll move this one." Y/n said pulling up an old photo besides the light switch "up there."

Handing Echo the old photo they swapped Y/n pinning the new one with the group with a smile.

"Ready?"

"Yeah-"

Echo was grabbed by the legs, Y/n picking him up as Y/n grabbed the back off his thighs.

"A bit higher." Echo spoke as Y/n pulled his arms back, tight on Echo's thighs he pushed the clone upward, his thighs now trapping Y/n's face as Y/n's hands vanished behind Echo's kama skirt.

"Got it?" Y/n asked his chin resting at Echo's belt.

"Yeah." Echo spoke, his face red as he cleared his throat.

"Ready?'

"No- Y/n-" He spoke as Y/n laughed walking towards his bed, "Y/n! Y/n! I'll kill you don't- Ah!-"

Y/n tossed the trooper on the bed he bouncing as he let out a grunt, Y/n only chuckled turning back towards the boys, "come on i'll show you that barn they were talking about."

Y/n lead the boys along to the backyard, showing them the small barn his father worked on fixing a small animals leg, waving a B-1 droid showed up in a happy matter the others ready to fight.

"Master Y/n!"

"Please Y/n is fine B." Y/n smiled, "Boys this is B. He helps with the animals."

With an akward introduction the batchers kept there distance, but with the end of the small barn came the end of the tour. It now late in the hours of the day as the boys made there way our. Excusing themselves for the night.

"You'll have to come back." Y/n smiled.

"If its okay with Echo and your mother. " Hunter spoke, "and you of course."

"We'd be delighted to have you again." Y/n smiled, "Please. Come anytime with Echo. Or by yourselves. We're open doors."

Hunter nodded, the batch saying there goodbyes and thanks once more. They started there way away from the home, Tech staying back, "I suppose not all regs are regular after all. And that's good."

With his last comment Tech rushed to join the others.

Echo stayed behind with Y/n who smiled as the boys vanished.

"Now. That we're. Alone." Y/n teased.

"Alone? Really in this house?" Echo teased back.

Y/n chuckled, "as alone as we can be."

Echo smiled as Y/n closed the door.

"I'll go make some more milk and honey, you. Go get ready to cuddle." Y/n ordered playfully.

"Thats something I can do."

Him and Y/n unfortunately went separate ways, Y/n cleaning the cups and pot setting them to dry as one of the old B-1 droids would put the mass of dishes away during the night.

He pulled out another pot, putting it on the stove filled with the sweet liquid he wipped the tray clean, putting a fresh set of cookies on a small plate and two cups. Just in time as the pot started to whistle, pulling it off the stove he turned the gas off and went to his room.

Holding the tray in one hand he opened his door, "hey hope you didn't miss me too..."

Y/n's frame filling the door way, but froze seeing Echo's bare back facing him, a blanket sat high waisted on him as Y/n quickly stepped in, quiet with his steps he locked the door behind him, Echo now standing up and facing Y/n the blanket still around his waist.

"I uh..." Echo responded with a flush, "thought...you might like this first..."

Y/n flushed as Echo dropped the blanket, setting the tray on the nearest surface big enough, the floor flush against the wall besides the door, he walked over, kicking his shoes off in the process.

"Baby you have no idea how much I like this." Y/n told him, Echo's gaze away.

Maker. Y/n took his thumb to Echo's chin, Y/n's soft skin lightly tapping up Echo's chin to look up at him. Holding Echo's chin in place with his thumb and index finger Y/n smiled smally, his eyes filled with love for the pale male infront of him.

"Y/n. I..." Echo trailed off.

"Shh..." Y/n hushed softly, his thumb running down Echo's lip and back to his chin, "You don't have to say anything..."

Echo raised on his toes, leaning up to kiss Y/n, Y/n leaned down, the first kiss was almost shy, there lips only pressing together in sweet presence of one another. The small kiss leaving Echo breathless. They pulled away shortly. Another one soon be initiated, Y/n nudging Echo to sit down softly, he following Echo's movements, Y/n sitting besides him, the kissing barely any more intense, Echo swinging a leg over Y/n's straddling the taller male.

Y/n held the small of Echo's back, the two's makeout session growing in heat as Y/n's hands running down Echo's back and to his ass, where he gladly let his hands rest of Echo's warm skin while they kissed.

It was soon for breathe they pulled away, Y/n attaching himself to Echo's neck. Echo's hand through Y/n's hair as he hummed against Echo's pale skin, earing a soft mewel.

"Y/n...take me...take me away..." Echo whispered, Y/n laying Echo down on his back, his lips never movinv from Echo's shoulder.

"Take me away...Y/n..." Echo meweled softly, the words spilling from Echo's vocal cords once again.

Y/n stopped momentarily to lean up into Echo's ear, "only if I can come along baby..."

The night was filled with passion, hair being pulled in pleasure, moans dripping off each others lips, ripped from there vocal cords in call for the other one. Pleads drawn from the bottom as Echo left a few new scratch marks on Y/n's back, along with a line of hickeys following Y/n's collar blade to sholder. Y/n did the same, leaving hickies along Echo's body, where skin met metal.

Echo laid flat on his stomach now, his head turned towards Y/n. Y/n held a stupid large smile on his face, his finger's interlaced with Echo's.

"That was somethin else babe." Y/n told him softly, "Parched after the time of your life?"

Echo chuckled as Y/n pulled himself up, and out of bed. Echo receiving a pleasent veiw of Y/n's behind with one side having present marks, they currently defined and fresh, marks both darker and lighter spotted Y/n's back, mostly towards his shoulder and nape of his neck.

Echo watched Y/n pick up the tray and make his way back to the bed setting it on the nightstand, climbing back in the covers as Echo nuzzle up to Y/n.

"Clingy now are we? Let me pour you a cup atleast." Y/n chuckled.

Pouring them both cups Echo was handed one cold cup, "Thanks."

"Mhmm," Y/n acknowledged the two cuddled up, "shame its cold. Must sat for too long, needy thing arent you?"

Echo flustered, but took a risk himself, "Could still be longer."

"Oh? And what are you gonna do that I haven't done to you?" Y/n teased, Echo took a heavy drink, hoping it would bring him energy later taking Y/n's he sat it on the nightstand next to his own side of the bed.

Echo pushed Y/n onto the bed flat, the covers still hiding Y/n's lower half.

"I haven't rode you." Echo told boldly.

Y/n smirked up at him, "You're right you haven't,"

Echo's leg's swinging over Y/n, "Think you can handle me?" Echo questioned.

Y/n chuckled, "Baby you have no idea what I'd endure for you." Y/n sat up, holding Echo's face with a hand.

"Lets see then." Echo responded Y/n biting his lip as he pushed the covers down with a foot.

Y/n was pulled into a kiss, his hands running up and down Echo's back as Echo pushed him to the bed, the kiss never breaking.

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[nightswithkookmin]

Hii, me again. 😅

Jungkook made a three syllable poem with "min yoongi" name. At the last name of "Gi" He made yoonmin. Is he try to expose that yoonmin is a thing/ or real??

Ahjumma.... why are you being like this?

What did I do to deserve this ghettory?😟 It's too early in the year to be this ghetto uno.

Don't be like that😒

You are asking me, Goldy- GOLDY of all shippers, if I think JEON JUNGKOOK is confirming his boyfriend of seven years and counting is in a relationship with another member within the same group...

Doing what exactly in that relationship??

Is JK cockholding? What's going on.

KWENCHANAYO?!

You think BTS will survive two members dating the same guy in the same group???

Never mind that it's Jeon Jungkook and Park freaking Jimin- Mr I'm greedy and Mr I don't share my friends.

Like make it make sense to me please😭

After everything we've been said on my blogs for months now, you still asking me this??

You are bold, I'll give you that.

Now tell me slowly and in coherent words why I shouldn't pull your hair and give you three quick punches to your throat- ninja style👀

Someone get her before I snap their neck💀

For the last time-

NEITHER 🤺OF🤺JIKOOK🤺 IS 🤺 WAS🤺 HAS🤺 HAD🤺 PURPORTS TO HAVE🤺 WOULD HAVE HAD🤺 COULD HAD HAD🤺 HAD HAD HAD🤺IS HAVING 🤺 ANY 🤺ROMANTIC🤺 FEELINGS🤺WHATSOEVER 🤺 DESIRE🤺CRAVING🤺 WET DREAMS🤺 YEARNING🤺 PASSION🤺ATTRACTION🤺 AMOROUS 🤺INTENT🤺TOWARDS🤺 ANY🤺🤺MEMBER🤺 IN🤺 BTS🤺BESIDES🤺 EACH🤺 OTHER🤺

GET🤺 OUT 🤺OF🤺 YOUR🤺 IMAGINATION🤺

If you are new to the shipping community I suggest you familiarize yourself with every ships dynamics or at least Jikooks- if multishipping isn't exactly your thing.

Jikook's entire dynamics is founded on JK teasing JM to death. It's their thing.

He's said he enjoys teasing Jimin because he loves Jimin's reaction to when he's being teased. In fact, the entire group have said same about Jimin.

Did you see JM's reaction to when JK called out the Yoonmin comment in the dynamite reaction VLive?

Did you see RMs reaction too?

He is trying Jimin with these Yoonmin jokes. He's gonna get stabbed. Lmho.

Jimin reacts strongly to when JK in particular teases him with ships, Yoonmin more recently. Yet he didn't seem to mind when V did it.

V used to be the biggest Yoonminer on the planet rooting for and encouraging certain interactions between Yoonmin. Lmho.

Jimin himself perpetuates Yoonmin as a ship.

It would be an insult on his intelligence for anyone to assume he didn't know exactly why people ship two people together or what interactions and moments is considered a moment in shipping sphere.

Statements like, why can't Suga hyung look me in the eye, why does he say I'm irreplaceable to him, insinuates something and he knows this.

Once upon a time, JK couldn't look you in the eyes too. Still can't sometimes.

Jimin has a presence and he has a hold on these men and he knows it.

He goes out of his way to create the impression he and Suga have a very close bond and dynamic- I'm sold on it. Lol.

'5 Jms? As expected. You'll fall in love with them' not sure if JM said the last bit in the BE.TS Vlive, yall check for me.

It's crazy then that he turns around to react the way he does when JK teases him with his ship with Suga.

It seems to me, Jimin knows the intent and energy behind such seemingly harmless jokes- JK can be petty and passive aggressive with these things. You'd think he is joking but deep down he would be pouting and throwing tantrums behind cams🤧

It's Jimin apologizing and looking like his spirit left his body as he sat on the edge of JK's bed in the new Jersey VLive for me.

He needs to free Jimin.

Talk of things I'm getting too old for- Let's talk about why he posted his version of the bridge in disease online🤧

Not to say he shouldn't have posted it. I support that he did wholeheartedly. Deadass found his groove since he started unbuttoning the front of his shirts in 2020.

He's reclaiming the spotlight, putting himself at the forefront unlike before where he'd resigned himself to a supportive role watching his hyungs be at the center of things.

Now he's been talking about that he wants have sexy dance performances like Jimin, write rap melodies for RM, share his own music, try on a solo career one day- we get it. You found yourself Mr I'm independent asserting myself yall better fuxk off but chilee not at the expense of Jimin! 🤺

I mean it's a broad spotlight and they both can share it but damn is someone changing drastically. Not sure if I should be proud or terrified.

It's great and amazing and I'm really truly happy with where he's at mentally and physically since 2020- it's a great sign, don't get me wrong. Significant improvement. His becoming is long over due but he didn't have to grab the spotlight from Jimin like that.

Jk vs JM isn't something I'm a fan of.

It's a shame it didn't work out? What do you mean JK. I'm sorry but Jimin's version is amazing too!😟

What the actual hell JK😭

Back it up. This is not how to Jikook🤺

On guard sir🤺 on guard🤺

Dude did Jimin dirty🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧

I need a refund😭😭😭😭

Here I was waiting for y'all to get on your Jikook agenda and post that first Jikook selca of the year and you are there shipping Jimin with your bandmate and thiefing his shine. Who taught you that?!😥

Y'all are competitive but y'all don't compete with eachother's shine! JIKOOK 101😭😭😭

You share it😥

Show me where in the books this new development falls under. Show me

You winging it and it's unconstitutional😟

I rebuke it in Jesus name!

Someone beam me up.

You got these 13 year olds coming in my DMs telling me you are not supportive of your man's career.

I don't have time for this shit.

SOMEONE BEAM ME UP! Kirk!

If you've watched their Be behind video, and you've seen Jin talk about how RM complained to him when Tae chose Suga's version over his version you'd know where JK is coming from or where I think he is coming from having JMs version chosen over his.

Watch their Be self interview on yt too.

He said there's a melody he worked on for RM and when Jhope thought he got snubbed he recommended he release it instead- to quench his artistic drive perhaps.

That is why he released this song. He did it for himself. Like he said, he won't put out a song unless he was confident about it.

Suga have said time and again how the music and melodies they create never go to waste because they can repurpose it like he did with Telepathy I think.

Even JK explained he was reserving the melody he made for RM for a future group song.

He could have repurposed this or something.

When Jin talked about V vs JM's Christmas song and kept repeating how much he preferred Jimin's song to Tae's because Jimin"s was bright and upbeat, he made sure to clarify he wasn't implying Tae's song was bad. He was just indicating preference.

I won't lie, I was happy he preferred my bias's song but it made my VMin heart ache a little.

V and JM made very different songs, they shouldn't be compared to eachother in that way.

I don't like competitions. And I don't like when two artists are pit against eachother- which is exactly what these two versions of the bridge is doing out here.

I will literally die if in an interview JM is asked about his part and JK isn't. I can't do this😭

Those saying JM's is better make me sick, and those saying JK's is better make me nauseous. They both great. Point blank purr.

What's even more heartbreaking is hearing how excited he really was to share that bit with Army. Dude's eyes was glistening and everything. His bunny smile! 😥

Thats what makes this very hard for me.

The JJK in me is overjoyed and excited that he is doing things that make him really happy. I'm proud of him.

But the PJM in me just😕

I even feel more guilty that I prefer JM's version this time around😭😭😭😭

I feel like I'm betraying JK🤧

I was so happy seeing JM recieve all the love and attention I know he deserves.

Then here comes his boyfriend

'Hold up what about me!' Lol.

Imagine if RM releases the version of Blue and grey he made for Tae and it turns out we prefer that to the version Tae chose💀

Imagine that.

This has been a recurring theme throughout late 2020 to date. Jk's been choosing authenticity and self interests and passions over anything else and I couldn't be more happy for him.

Like we discussed, he's been learning to compromise too lately, which is great.

But honey this is a red flag. Deadass.

To me anyways😏

I've been a strong advocate for a certain level of independence and detachment in Jikook's dynamics because they lowkey exhibited codependency tendencies in their dynamics which is great for us shippers but not so great in the long run for their relationship or them as individuals .

Maybe I'm thinking out loud and prematurely here. I mean we are only beginning to have intimate access to their raw unscripted selves.

I don't think it's not that much of a big deal. RM and JM have equally shared their own versions of fake love on the internet but it is an interesting development in their dynamic to me.

I remember how happy JM was about his version of fake love, and it remains to date one of my favorite beats even though he was just spewing nonsense on that track. Lol.

He was so excited when he shared it with JK and Jin. He said when he showed it to JK the first time, JK said he loved it very much- how loving and supportive is that!

More of this please. Thank you.

PMS is a bitch y'all🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Has me in my feels about this.

I'm pretty sure JM is the one that even encouraged him to share his part in the first place. Won't put it past him.

'Ya Jungkook, release your version too'

'Army will love it'

'Right but I don't want it to seem like- Goldy is crazy you know'

'Goldy who now?'

'What about the thirteen year old fans-'

'Aht aht aht Who cares about them.'

Lmho.

I mentioned a few times on here how I felt JM seemed to have been demanding 'space' and a little bit of breathing room in their dynamic which was causing a little bit of tension here and there middle 2019 through to March last year and it all sounds like drama and speculation but...

May be if I told y'all I am a witch and my analysis of their relationship is based on mediums, phantom whisperers, empathetic readings or tarot cards y'all will leave me alone?🤥

Y'all don't seem to have a problem with the witches and empaths who be doing the same shit I do out here😒

Like we are all 'reading' these mens!

There's nothing wrong with 'psychoanalytically' evaluating a ship you know? Chilee.

Imma call myself a witch if it will get y'all off my back😹😹😹😹

I mentioned JK equally embarking on his own journey to assert himself within the group and within the relationship due to this?

But damn I did not see this one coming.

This is a red flag for me. And no, it doesn't mean they are broken up or having issues in their relationship.

Jk's TMI indicates they still been spending a lot of time together.

This is just a sign there's too much independence in their dynamic now- if you know what I mean.

Relationships flourish based on how attached we are to people- too much attachment is a problem, too little attachment is equally bad.

Jikook have always had a problem with over attachment in their dynamics in my opinion, to the point it was lowkey unhealthy- the jealousy, not being able to 'act professionally' within a group and work environment, having problems with being separated however briefly, constantly wanting to be where the other is etc.

Less attachment isnt necessarily a bad thing either. It means less of all the 'toxic' aspects of their relationship that over attachment brings but too much of that too can trigger anxiousness and insecurity and resentment.

Especially if one of them hates change. Cough Jimin.

With that comes all the wild aspects of love such as possessiveness, jealousy and I know JM doesn't do too well in that department...

In my opinion, I see JM as having a problem when JK breathes down his neck emotionally speaking, and at the same time he has a problem when he is too emotionally distant.

All this is interesting to me.

Who do I need to talk to to give me more of Jikook interactions individually or jointly?

I want to see more of their interactions beyond the overly staged, dramatized fanservice and official content.

Spending a lot of time around eachother and eating each other's ramen- pun intended, does not reflect on how intimate you are.

Intimacy requires depth and depth requires attachment.

How you treat eachother's needs and goals, dreams and desires is equally indicative of the intimacy in your relationship.

That has always been one distinctive quality of Jikook's ship.

And so I wonder the thought process that went into this decision. I know JM wouldn't object to JK sharing things like these or doing things that make him happy even if it has the potential to impact his own shine in any way.

Jikook don't compete against eachother.

I keep saying this.

Remember when I said I found it sus that JK was lying there staring at JM with his hands in between his legs?

Did yall see what the run editors said when JM and JK went up against each in the pool?

'Jikook don't play by the rules'

Jimin had to push JK in the water to end whatever ancient sex ritual foreplay rooted in kamasutra they had going on. Bless him.

And in so doing, he lost to JK.

Whenever they go up against eachother, one of them intentionally lose even though they are both very competitive.

Isn't that why JK said he'd rather 5 Jms so he can watch them compete against eachother?

When JK first made that post, I felt it was out of pettiness or a move to 'humble' JM.

I thought of when he'd posted that photo of himself with a hickey after JM had 'dated' him during the JinMinKook live.

I rolled my eyes and asked, 'what yall gays up to this time?' Why you out here humbling your man?

Anywho chilee we will never know.

At ease.

Signed,

GOLDY

[organic-guacamole]

showtime

episode 211 let's go

ok first of all, this is the second to last episode guys... I don't even wanna think about how much pain I'll be in after next week's episode

mr mazzara doing the recap-

this is so weird to me and I don't know why

WHY DIDN'T YALL JUST ASK BENJAMIN FOR HELP, THATS LITERALLY HIS THING

is Nini giving out the cards a callback to season 1 when Natalie Bagley said that Nini gave her a card or something on opening night of another musical?

STEPHY AS THE ENCHANTRESS OMG YES

Ricky in the crown gives me Harry styles in that photoshoot vibes

he's so pretty.

ok but why did we never see Ricky and Ashlyn interact before? it's been like 5 seconds and I already love how they bounce off each other and it's just so natural

OH THEY REALLY DON'T HAVE ANY UNDERSTUDIES-

well that explains a lot...

so Ricky fell on top of Ashlyn and all that broke for both of them was their wrist-

insert Jake Peralta *coolcoolcoolcoolcoolcool no doubt no doubt no doubt*

of course howie was amazing as the beast, were we expecting anything less??

Ricky is so beautiful and I will not shut up about it....

let me enjoy this before the makeup crew slaps mud on his face.

Nini and Ricky talking to eachother? in a civil manner? wasn't she avoiding him just in the last episode? hm ok

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THEY CANT EXPRESS THEIR FEELINGS JUST LIKE ME HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS HILARIOUS, WHATS NEXT? THEY CUT EVERYONE OFF CUZ THEY CANT HANDLE EMOTIONS? ...ha

yes Kaden and Rico, my favourite east high boys 🥰

I mean....where's EJ?

THERE HE IS

EJ AND GINA IN THE BACKGROUND... doing something idek

KOURTNEY'S MOM IS BACK YAY

Howie is a shining star, ofc ofc

the smallest fOrk

can't wait to see the fork burst into song about how she deserves more than to be used to eat salad😌

the duster and the bluster.... ok😃

hi Gina!

hi- oh wow I didn't know Robbie Rotten was in this show!!!!!

the portwell look.

that my friends, is a married couple's look✋

GOSH EJ WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU

aww Gina's so excited for this

D word?

Die?

Delicious?

Dom Toretto?

"good, clean fun all alone with someone I dig...a lot"

sir that does not sound very clean to me

SEBLOS

Seb looks so cute standing there next to pope Carlos

DID THEYEY REALLY LIGHT ANTOINE ON FIRE-

I NEED TO SEE THAT

Seb's reading Carlos better than big red read the script in episode 102, this is great development after the "fight"

Kourtney really just made the best outfit for herself and let the rest of them suffer

the way Gina immediately goes to hold on to EJ after the announcement

"tonight we're going to put the U in UTAH"

...

"hey where are you from?"

"TAH"

SEB'S SINGULAR CLAP KILLED ME-

he's officially salt lake city's resident thanos

just wity clapping because for some reason I have a feeling he doesn't know how to snap his fingers...don't ask why

Ms Jenn do you mind encouraging your leads before the show? idk just an idea

pepto bismol product placement smhsmh

those flowers are bigger that big red himself-

*bops along to the opening theme*

that whistle at the end slaps everytime

WHY IS THE AUDIENCE SO MASSIVE

I guess they're all here to see Ms Jenn go on as a fork after Nini decides to *go her own way*

wow i am so funny

so they couldn't do many group scenes cuz of covid, but this 300 person crowd is cool? nice

OO THE VIOLIN GIRL FROM EPISODE 6 IS IN THE ORCHESTRA

HOWIEEEEEE

"Mr Caswell", he said, in the loudest voice possible while backstage at a show that's about to start.

Mazzara what are you trying to pull-

I usually like Benjamin but I don't like his tone

"iS yOuR wHoLe FaMiLy HeRe?" LIKE YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW THATS A SOFT SPOT FOR EJ

"we've had some good conversations these past few weeks"

right so what's going to happen after you graduate?

what does he think of you not going to Duke?

what did he say about you giving the sweatshirt that's been in the family for 3 generations to a girl you're not even dating?

good old Mr. M

therapist Mr. Mazzara, they all need it.

start with Ricky though.

"Michael Bowen"

dude why did you shave, now you look less like "hot lumberjack" and more "creep at the gas station"

OH-

does she not like Mike anymore?

why does it sound like jennzzara started dating and now they just sit back and talk smack about everyone in their freetime

break the fourth wall-

uhhhh im scared

why am I scared

he's scary

hehe flowers for Ricky, obviously for Ricky, ObViOuSLY

oh boy poor Michael

this man is in love, rip

why does Ms Jenn always look at people with her eyes open so wide

LILYYYY

I'm only excited because I really like the idea of lily and Ricky being friends, nothing more.

ha this guy's got jokes

a MOAT AROUND THE SCHOOL

wheeze

also he's very pretty.

"the wolves and very talented humans"

how dare he forget to mention the very talented wolves and normal humans, smh erasure

"being nice, what a concept" ted talk by Lily who still doesn't have a last name

did she just say lol out loud

same with the hug emoji last episode-

go touch some grass babes

the way he didn't say no, but said he didn't know how the east high kids would react-

not saying he does want to date her but that's an interesting thing to think about, also another thing to write an essay analysis on just to leave it in my drafts for a few months

awww lily genuinely trying to help him

sorry guys, I've been taken by the Lily charm (didn't know it existed until now but oh well)

REMEMBER WHEN I SAID I'LL NEVER SHIP PORTWELL?

just look at me now

the Lily wink I can't she's so cute-

HELP ME I'M BEING HELD HOSTAGE BY LIL-

David Attenborough?

oh nvm it's Benjamin narrating the show in a really weird British accent for some reason.

STEPHY GOT MORE LINES YAY GOOD FOR HER

also is this to show that Nini doesn't care about being the star of the show anymore? the way she's supporting everyone else even though she's a fork?

I would pay for a special of the full musical ngl

OOO THE TRANSFORMATION WAS SMOOTH

shockingly

yo where did the makeup come from

man I wish I was a theatre kid

THIS IS STEPHY'S EPISODE NOW IDC✋

my girl is starring

"needs an X-factor"

Simon Cowbell creeps in

"it's a yes from me"

and them boom, he takes Nini and mistreats her horribly and then she comes back to theatre after deciding music isn't for her👍

"I thought she just hog-tied him?"

don't ask sebby, it's better if you don't know.

imagine they spotlight the wrong person and this dude is just some random person that likes writing down stuff during shows.

Ms Jenn just let them do what they rehearsed (at some point we never saw) or else this is gonna end horribly wrong

"help"

same Carlos, same

I love how seb is just his translator rn

I thought he said "great displeasure" instead of "greatest pleasure"....help?

big red coming out from throwing up to see his girlfriend star is the cutest thing in this show.

Ash and Gina dancing is so fun

I'm imagining them practicing at night at their home, watching the movie for the 100th time and making sure their one dance together is perfect

KOURTNEY YES

HOWIE IS IN LOVE AHHHH

I LOVE HOWIE SO MUCH

SEBBY

THIS SCENE HAS SO MUCH GOING ON I CAN'T KEEP UP

THIS IS SO GOOD

HOW???

no because I'm actually crying

I'm dead serious.

we need this musical released as a special

big red is so proud and I love to see it

Natalie: "if you do not by at least 20 dollars in concessions, you do not support art"

rando in the audience: "but I pay for ad free Spotify"

Mr Mazzara clapping in the distance

Gigi, the guy you like is talking to you, complimenting you and hyping you up

YOU LUCKY LITTLE FEATHER DUSTER

aw EJ teasing her about the chocolates in a way that doesn't make her feel bad? take notes Richard

JORDAN FISHER

there is no rest of the show idc Jordan is it for me

THE WIG CAP ON RICKY OMG

they look like they're high and having "deep" conversations on the floor

THE MEAN GIRL WITH THE EYES-

@sunshine-julie-molina YOU HEAR THAT

Natalie really just be coming for them all

Howie what is happening rn

I'm scared

"did you enjoy it"

"very much"

dude wants a kiss so bad

ASHLYN OMG

NO DON'T DO IT BECAUSE OF LILY, PUT YOUR OWN TWIST ON IT

I want a Jordan autograph please

just keep swim- oh pushing...

Gina is literally a giant next to him and I live for it

am I about to cry for the 3rd time in this episode?

yes.

Ricky's leg kicks under the table makes me so happy aw

the portwell glances will kill me.

ah yes, mashed potato snow

Mr. M.... I'm not a theatre kid but even I know you can't have your phone on backstage.

Howie please just do it

CHIP'S BIG LINE I CANT

I LITERALLY HAD TO PAUSE IT AMD SCREAM INTO MY MASK FOR A SOLID 2 MINUTES (I'm not at home rn) HES SO CUTE

oh ok bye Jordan

oo tea

NOT HIM BEING STARSTRUCK BECAUSE HE'S MEETING HIS FUTURE BROTHER IN LAW-

"we're all just glad Gigi has a big brother figure in her life"

excuse me for a few thousand hours while I laugh hysterically

THE CAMERA ZOOM ON EJS FACE AND EVERYTHING-

STOP EJ LOOKS LIKE HE'S GONNA CRY BUT I CAN'T TAKE HIM SERIOUSLY WITH THE STAGE MAKE-UP

someone else said this already but I think it's hilarious that they had to bring in 2 guest characters to create some portwell angst

omg this really is Cici's episode, found family is their thing

elevator music lol

I'm gonna bet that big red took the harness for his surprise for Ashlyn without realising what it was

did Ms. Jenn just....tell her most mentally unstable student....to commit suicide....on a disney show...was that....I'm very....well....what the actual-

oh and there she goes running off instead of trying to make it right

oh wow Nini's the hero, she's gonna save the show 🤩

😐

the judge is doing a sudoku

honestly if I went to the hsm show as well, I'd come prepared for this one too

Lily why are you looking like that-

I WAS JUST STARTING TO LIKE YOU DON'T MESS THIS UP

wow ok, there goes that.

omg

what if Howie was acting weird because he knew what Lily did and wanted to tell Kourtbut Lily threatened him so he was scared to-

anyways see y'all clowns next week when we all simultaneously lose all motivation for the week without Fridays to look forward to.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #gina porter #ricky bowen #nini salazar roberts #seb mathew smith #carlos rodriguez #big red #ashlyn caswell #kourtney greene #howie my pizza king #lily hsmtmts