#CURRENTLY LOSING MY MIND LETS GOOO

[nisuna]

I am currently losing my mind over some fanart of MEN. Big beefy, rough looking men with scars and stubbly faces BIG beefy Arms and huge caloused hands with thick fingers. Face scars, body scars, let me gobble you up. Be nice to me, be mean, pick me up, throw me around, whatever just manhandle me and fold me in half however you like, haha. Give me arms thicker than my head and pecks bigger than my tits. Rough looking face, mean stares, sharp eyes, fuck me like you hate me upps- So manly and strong, mean and indifferent to everyone but protecting me and treating me like a pricess? Let's gooo. So stoic and emotionless, but I'll make you feel things don't you worry. ....black cat boyfriend??....

First person that comes to mind is Choso, so here's some pent-up Choso thoughts:

TW: smut and fluff, size kink, oral (f. receiving), period sex and oral, manhandling, breeding kink

Choso x f!reader

<3masterlist<3

!!MDNI!!

Choso, who looks so intimidating at first, but let's you do his hair in cute styles when you're alone with him.

Choso who looks just as pretty with his hair down as with any other hairstyle. 

Choso who sometimes doesn't understand how strong he actually is when he picks you up with ease or bends you into any position he likes.

Choso who could crush you to death with those huge arms and big hands, but still tries to be gentle and loving.

His calloused fingers swiping over your skin feel like heaven, especially when they have your tits between them while he's pounding into you.

Choso developing an obvious size kink when he first saw you. Oh, and how it solidified when he first held your soft body against his toned and hard one. After comparing his hands to yours and seeing just how much bigger he was than you in general, he was hooked. His body was a stark contrast to yours, it was rough and firm. He had a few scars running over his skin, which you thought were so beautiful and hot. You couldn't stop your fingers from running along the lines at every chance you got. His sheer mass made your mouth water and knees weak.

He was indifferent about a lot of things, but definitely not you. Choso who's always laid back and nonchalant, but steps up if someone dares to even just look at you in an unpleasant way. And he will always be there to protect his precious girl from all harm this world might throw at her.

It took a lot of convincing to get him to be meaner and rougher, because he's afraid he might actually hurt you (jokes on him, you're into that). Soon getting the hang of it and losing all restraints after seeing how you turn to putty in his hands. Seeing you react and moan at his every move made him crave more. Seeing how much wetter you got whenever he was nasty with you made him go crazy. Adjusting to your every need and kink felt like second nature. Positions? Any and every. I'm telling ya he will try every single one out with you. Just say the word and he's yours. He loved seeing you on all fours with your plump ass hitting against his hips. He loved feeling your soft tummy jiggle against his touch whenever he fucked you while you were spooning. And he loved seeing your face contort in pleasure when he hit the right spot when your legs were slung over his broad shoulders. In short, he loved every detail, because it was you. He was so eager to please you.

Breeding you at every chance he got quickly became one of his favourite activities. Seeing his cum drip out of your every hole ignited something carnal in him. And the thought of seeing you plump up with his child almost made him lose his mind.

Choso, who's not afraid of blood, gobbling and filling you up real good even if you're on your period. Always looking forward to your period and getting lost in your scent and taste when he finally gets between your legs. Your plush thighs feel heavenly around his head as they twitch and squeeze him tighter whenever he makes you cum with just his mouth.

You were blown away when he first went down on you. His tongue and fingers were working you open just right, skillfully sucking and licking you through your highs.

"Fuck. How are you so good at this?", you huffed, hair sticking to your forehead. He was a man of few words so he just smiled and made you cum again and again.

Speaking of smile, you swore your heart started to melt when you first made him smile at you. His smiles were so pretty and reserved for your eyes only. And when you heard him laugh oh so genuinely, you knew you were in love.

He was sooo cute whenever he played along your shenanigans. Duality of a man, one moment he's bending you over, fucking you like he hates you and the next he's hugging and kissing you through giggles like he wouldn't hurt a fly.

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Haaaaa, don't mind me. I'm just chilling in my horny puddle. 🫠 Late night Choso thoughts *sigh* I definitely want to write more for him, so if you have any suggestions, hit me up!!

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[shinestarhwaa]

I'm so excited for your event I'm literally dancing in my chair 😂

My request is San + kinks 12 and 25 + line 48 + 59. Arranged marriage AU hehe.

Let's gooo and let the creativity fairy bless you mwah 😘🩷

Thankyou darling! I hope you'll enjoy this one!

City Lights || CHOI SAN

Genre: Smut

Pairing: husband!San x Fem reader

Word Count: 2.5K

Tags/warnings: Arranged marriage! AU, Dirty talk, praise kink, virgin!reader, handjob, fingering, oral sex (f), unprotected sex, making a baby🤪

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @lemonhongjoong @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @1-800-shedevil @glintneon123

ENJOY!

"Well, it's quite romantic, isn't it? With all the lights?" Your husband grinned. You gave him a weak smile, still feeling fuzzy from the flight. He patted your back as you walked down Regent Street.

"Is there anything you need?" He asked. You shook your head. "Did you lose your tongue, Y/N?" He sighed. "No, sorry," you apologized quickly.

You and your husband had just touched down in London for your honeymoon. San insisted on going somewhere sunny but you loved the gloomy days and requested to go to London instead. After all you were married and supposed to be together forever, there would be a lot of opportunity's to see warm countries instead.

San had requested you to be his wife, well actually, your parents had arranged this. You hadn't found a suitor yet and his parents wanted him to marry someone from good wealth and they didn't trust San with finding a wife as he fell in love with 'nothings' before.

But you were something. Your parents run one of the largest company's in South Korea and is currently planning on blending with Choi INC., the company that San's parents run. It was only natural that they both decided on getting their children to marry each other.

Now you could have done worse, you were aware. He was handsome and he hasn't been bad to you so far, but it was hard for you to give him so much attention and love when you hardly knew him. You were married for money and specifically for your parents' money and you thought it was kind of fucked up.

Nonetheless, you were with San in London for a week and you had to make it work. You have been a little absent, your mind too clouded. You were expected to gift him at least one child, preferably a son, San's father had said. You smiled to yourself when San defended you in this, saying your body belonged to you and if you would have his child he'd love it no matter the gender of the baby.

Maybe you were paired with a good man after all.

You had told him before your wedding he shouldn't expect sleeping with you on the wedding night as you didn't know him well enough and San understood. Yet the pressure of conceiving a child on the honeymoon was bigger than yourself and it concerned San as well. You knew there was a big chance San would want to have sex with you this week. But how on earth were you going to tell him you were a virgin?

On the first day of your London trip he took you to see Notting Hill, the Big Ben and the London Eye, the typical tourist stuff. On the second day you went shopping and he bought you beautiful clothes. Today was the third day and the time was ticking and somehow you could feel San's impatience. You were gonna have to tell him tonight. After a long day of visiting the famous palace and beautiful museums you finally sat down in a private booth of a lovely restaurant. The Mojito in your hand slightly calmed your nerves as your dinner was filled with anxiety.

''What's going on, dear? Was today a lot for you?'' he asked. Dear. Oh My.

''Well, there's just something on my mind,'' you confessed. ''Tell me about it, it might clear up your mind,'' San offered as he took another bite of his salmon dish. ''As you know, there's the matter of... bearing a child for you,'' you started, slightly startling San, but he nodded. ''It just feels like big pressure to... have a healthy son.''

''Dear, first of all...It's not just for me... It... would be our child, right? We'll raise the child together and... We will love the child together. I also don't care if it's a son or a daughter, as long as it's healthy. Even if it's unhealthy I'll promise to love the baby.''

You took a deep breath and nodded. ''I know that it's sudden,'' San spoke as he took your hand in his, ''I know that it might be really soon for you, but I promise to be here. I'm not going anywhere. You'll be fine, I promise.'' You felt your heart feel lighter as San reassured you again. ''Thank you San.''

You continued your dinner peacefully and he often made you smile with his kind remarks. "The city lights shine beautifully on that angelic face of yours." You grinned and rolled your eyes at his cheesy lines, but they made you feel fuzzy inside. Maybe you could truly trust him with your secret.

''How could you ever be a virgin?'' San gasped.

You were seated on the hotel bed and San was just about to kiss you. You were quick to stop him, hands rested against his chest as you blurted it out. You felt your skin getting hotter, a blush creeping up on your cheeks.

''It just never happened for me. The kiss we had at the wedding was my first too,'' you confessed. You tried so hard to be brave but tears filled your eyes. San's heart filled with worry and he took your hands in his, gently rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles. ''Y/N...'' He started.

You looked down but San lifted your chin up again. ''I'll take care of you, if you'll let me.'' Something inside you changed and as of that moment you wanted nothing more than to be in your new husbands' arms. You fell into his embrace and closed your eyes for just a second.

''I'm so sorry I wasn't more careful, I just think you are so beautiful I didn't think of it.'' ''You think I'm beautiful?'' San nodded. ''I think you're stunning. You looked like an angel in that weddingdress... and even when you go to bed you're still gorgeous,'' he said softly. You nodded and smiled. ''Thank you San... I feel better. I don't know if I can do it tonight but... I promise you... I'll give you your baby. Tomorrow.''

''Tomorrow?'' ''Tomorrow.''

It was 7PM and you were having your 'everything-shower'. Hair washes, legs shaven, body butter doing it's work. You knew San was sitting on the bed and he was waiting, waiting to fuck you into oblivion. At least that's what was said in the books you've read.

Is that even a thing in real life? You knew how sex worked, you weren't innocent, but you also didn't know everything. You dried your hair as you looked into the mirror. Did you look good enough to have sex with without any make-up on?

You looked at your body, your wedding night lingerie on. The white material complimented your skintone and it hugged your body in the right places. But it did not stop you from being insecure.

What was a woman's body supposed to look like? What if he thinks your private parts look strange? He's married now, he will have to live with it. You shook your head and sighed, forgetting your stupid thoughts. Don't think so much, you told yourself.

You put on your robe and scrunched your hair to make it look right again. You finished your skincare and stepped out of the bathroom. San was indeed seated on the bed, his tight black shirt and pantalon showing off his big muscles. You swallowed thickly at the sight of him.

"Hi," you spoke softly as you walked closer to him. He smiled and stood up, taking your hands. "Hello there, beautiful."

His arms wrapped around you as he pulled you tight. Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt his hand slide up and down your back. "Y/N, can I kiss you?" He asked. You weren't sure if it was forced or genuine, but you felt safe enough. San was a good man. He is kind. And he's your husband.

You nodded slowly.

His lips attached to yours slow and softly. Gently. Even though you were inexperienced it was like he guided you, it was automatic. San's lips were soft like cushions and his movements were smooth.

San's tongue slipped out of his mouth, slowly licking your bottom lip. You stopped the kiss before his tongue could slide in, slowly panting out.

Before he could say anything you attached your lips to his neck and carefully unbuttoned his shirt, slowly revealing his toned chest and abs. As you watched him stripping off the shirt and pants you discarded the robe, letting it fall on the ground.

His mouth fell open as he watched you in all your glory, softest skin ready to be touched, lingerie waiting to be torn off your body. "God, dear, you have no idea how beautiful you are. Feel how hard I am now," he breathed out as he took your hand and laid it on his clothed cock. You gently palmed it and you felt your breath hitch in your throat again at the feeling of his growing erection.

"I did that?" "Yes honey, you are doing that. You're that hot," he smirked, "do you wanna touch it, Y/N?"

Your husband slid down his boxers and revealed his big, throbbing length. You admired his naked body before you took his hard dick in your hand, stroking it slowly. San's breath picked up when you spat in your hand and smeared the spit over his cock as lube, working him up.

"God babe, you're insane," he groaned when you picked up the pace, jerking him off at a steady and affective rhythm. You felt your pussy clench around nothing at his praise, making you rethink your life, were you getting off on his praises?

You worked your hand faster and his grunts and puffs got louder and his hips bucked up. "You're making me feel so good angel, you're gonna make me cum if you're gonna keep going," he moaned. "B-But I shouldn't, I need to cum inside your pussy, baby," he said a few seconds later as he stopped you. He took a deep breath before pulling you close, unclasping your lacy white bra.

Your tits sprung free, meeting your husbands' eyes. They filled with hunger and lust as he took the image of your bare breasts in. He was an ass-man but as his cock kept twitching at the sight of you, he had to admit your breasts excited him to the fullest.

He slipped off your panties as he laid you down on the bed. You were shy, nearly blushing as he kissed every inch of your body. "So beautiful," he whispered after a few kisses, "doing so well for me."

San spread your legs slowly and looked at your wet cunt, gaping at the sight of it. "I am going to touch you now."

His fingers reached your folds, sliding them through gently and collecting the wetness. "God, so beautiful, you're a diamond, baby," he hummed from between your thighs. San had lowered himself so he was at eye-level with your cunt.

You took a deep breath as your anxiety rose, but San's tongue lapped at your sensitive clit only seconds later. You whined as you forgot about your surroundings, San's tongue being the only thing you could concentrate on.

It worked magic against your clit as he slowly scissored his middle- and ringfinger inside you to work you open. You felt the cold metal of his wedding ring prod at your entrance as he fucked his fingers deep inside you.

Your moans grew louder and soon became uncontrollable as San went nuts on your pussy, losing himself in the pleasure of pleasing you. Mutters of "you're doing so well" and "prettiest pussy" left his mouth every now and then, only working you up more.

San made you arch your back from the pleasure and you felt your orgasm coming closer as San sped up the pace of his fingers. His tongue kept flicking and toying with the sensitive bud and his fingers finally found your g-spot as he curled them just the right away.

With a loud moan you released, orgasming on his fingers and tongue. He licked you and his fingers as clean as he could before he pulled himself away to hover above you.

"I promise," he panted as he kissed your jaw and neck, sliding his cock between your folds a few times. The head of his length rubbed against your clit, making you whine out his name. "I promise I will be gentle and I will take care of you, and I'm gonna make you feel so good, gonna make you a mommy, my delicate angel."

You held your breath as San slowly slid his member inside. "Breathe out honey, deep breaths," he grunted as he felt your tight walls squeeze him tightly. You clenched your eyes shut as you breathed in and out, taking all of his cock little by little.

"Yes, my precious angel, you are doing so well, you're taking my cock so well," he cooed, slowly pushing his cock in and out of you. You winced as he did so, feeling the sting and hearing your body telling you to stop, but you weren't going to stop, not when he positioned himself in a way that made it possible for him to directly hit your g-spot as he thrusted into you.

"Oh! S-San," you whined out. The stretch of his cock still hurting, but pleasure overtaking as he repeatedly hit your g-spot. "Right there, huh, angel? Right there? I'll fuck you right there, my good girl," he grunted as you nodded eagerly.

"Yes please, fuck me right there," you squeeled, nails digging into his biceps. "You're doing so well, pretty pussy taking my cock, you like that huh? You like the way my dick slides in your little pussy?"

"Yes, yes I love it, please," you moaned, feeling his cock reach deeper inside you. You nearly forgot about the stretch until he moved slightly, making you tense up.

"It's okay precious, it's okay, I got you," he said as he slowed down, holding you in his arms. You whined out as you felt his cock stretch out your walls more. "S-San!"

"My good girl, taking me so well, you're being so good, so brave," he grunted as the grip on your hips tightened. His hand reached between your bodies and his fingers found the way to your sensitive clit. He rubbed it quickly and made the moans spill from your lips.

"O-oh, San! Yes!" You moaned loudly as you felt another orgasm wash over you. You clenched down on his dick, making him reach his orgasm too. He moaned loudly as he spilled all his seeds inside you, filling you up to the brim.

He panted out and stayed inside you, not wanting any of it to leak out. You regained your breath as your hands ran over his back, eyes closed. "My precious angel," he whispered in your ear as he slowly pulled his dick out of you. You felt some of your man's hot cum drip from your pussy down to your ass, making you hiss at the feeling.

"You were amazing honey, you did so well," he said as he kissed your head, holding you in his arms. "I will make sure to keep trying to put a baby in you," he promised as he carressed your hair, "and I'm gonna make you feel so good every day, while you're looking so pretty in the city lights."

#kpop #ateez #smut #san #starshinehwaa's prompt list #starshinehwaa

[wayfayrr]

Gonna ask this RIGHT this time lets GOOO

I’m a bit of a nut when it comes to pyromaniac and explosion obsessed characters, just going absolutely manic with numerous explosions going off around them type of stuff

Can I maybe ask for a reader like that with Time? Just an absolutely tired man who loves seeing them happy, but by god please put the gunpowder down for five minutes

Thank you, and once again bc you deserve it, congratulations :>

thank you again for all the congratulations 🥹💖💖 I swear everyone on here is so sweet. 💖 for this one I hope you don't mind I went with a calmer moment for that type of reader where they're sitting by the fire making explosives relaxing, I hope you like it!!!🔥✨✨

“[name], what are you making over there? Please don’t tell me it’s more explosives…”

“Look you don’t have to mutter under your breath like that.”

“You didn’t answer my question [name].”

“I thought you didn’t want me to tell you.”

The old man seems to be looking his age for once, granted I'm one of the main reasons he's been pushed to his limits like this. Really though, it's in my nature I can't just hold myself back. He should know this with how clear it is that I'm not the most civil when things like this are involved.

"Please stop making explosives from your own world, at least use normal bombs."

"'Normal bombs' don't have the same effect though Time... Look it's not like I'm making the dangerous ones."

Maybe I should stop doing stuff like this, it seems Time really is more stressed than he ever was before I arrived. The chain are taking care of me here, I shouldn't be adding to their stress, well time’s stress more than anything. It’s hard not to feel at least a little guilty about acting like this when he sounds so exhausted. Planting himself down next to me with a sigh, it really feels like I’m about to be given a lecture about my personal safety. It takes a moment to remove my current project away from the heat and to make sure that it’s stable, meaning I can leave it unattended for a while. Better to be over-cautious than the reason Hyrule needs to tire himself out or drain their already low supplies. Nothing would make me feel worse than that after a lecture.

“Just be careful dear, I love you more than anything so I don’t want to lose you.”

“You’re not going to lecture me?”

“No, I love seeing how happy you are. Even if I wish I was the one making you happy rather than the explosives.”

That was unexpected? I swear if Wild was the one in my place he’d have been trapped here for hours while Time went on about his safety, but for me just a simple admission and a blush? Time’s blushing!? Because of me?? How long will it take him to realise how I’m looking at him like he’s both amazing and acting utterly unlike the Time I know? Barely a second it seems.

“Don’t let me sitting here distract you [name].”

“RIGHT. Yes alright. Um… would you like me to show you some really cool things you can do with fire? There are some safer things in my world that are beautiful.”

“Do you have it recorded on your ‘phone’?”

Rolling my eyes at him with a genuine laugh while reaching for a couple of containers within my bag, he seems a bit scared of what I’m about to pull out of my bag. Like he’s expecting another outburst like the first fight I got into, It's a good thing Hyrule can treat burns. 

“They’re different metal oxides, they change the colours of the fire. And no I’m not going to set the forest alight again not at the moment anyway.”

“[name] I love you but please.”

“...Fine. I promise I won't set the forest alight at all. Now can I show you what these do?”

I didn’t even let him answer this time, preferring to just toss some of the copper chloride powder into the fire waiting for his response to the apple-green flames. He looks stunning with how they reflect off of his armour, and how they highlight his face. Which colours would light him up the most beautifully I wonder, red, green, pink, cutting the colours completely and having him silhouetted by an explosion perhaps? 

“Do you keep things related to all of this on you at all times?”

“Why would you ever assume otherwise?”

“Please hold back from burning entire woods from now on.”

“...I’ll try.”

#links✦react #linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #link x reader #moss✦answers #moss✦writes

[drippingmoon]

Get Reacquainted

Thankee both for my new song obsession (home to me) and the tag, @blind-the-winds🥰❤ been a while since I've done one of these, let's-a-gooo

Last song: Dreamcatcher, a multi-Halo medley. Not exactly the vibes I was getting from the OSTs, aka tight corridors and death chasing you down them, but I'll admit sleeping grunts are hella cute<3

Favorite color: grey, and I got on Sunday a grey sweater that makes me very happy

Currently watching: technically Aliens, which is a rewatch, so I absolutely wanna put Interstellar here because new favorite movie ever, been sleeping on it forever, and there's something about the music, the Endurance spinning, and done fucking up on the water hell planet because of gravity that made me feel as if I wasn't in the room anymore and?? Gods that movie. Tapped right into my space brainrot. How they explain wormholes. Gargantua??? I've rarely felt so seen as with this movie😭👌💞

Currently reading: about to start The Science of Interstellar and I'm super hyped about it because, hint hint, it's gotten me so soft about black holes again I have to get my hands on everything. Making research a pleasure☺🤩

Spicy, sweet, or savory: spicyyyy, rawr

Last thing I searched online: a lot of fact-checking for the thingie I'm translating, Veracruz being the focus, and a lot more info on dental works than I ever wanted to know tbh

Last thing I searched for writing purposes: organic weaponry, uhmm, uh, nothing to see here. Nothing at all:D I'm also disappointed about the general lack of answers, and I refuse to believe nobody's ever went down some particularly wacky rabbit holes

Current obsession: all of the above, these paprika chips I haven't had in ages, @sleepyowlwrites 's Mike and Harvey because hell yeah top tier hurt and comfort and giving me brainrot about some guys I've never even seen on a screen, but that's Sleepy magic; and I've also had the most exceptional time reading @sleepy-night-child 's Feather duology, whiiiich I'd been losing my mind over for years, and reading it in full? From cover to cover? Dream come true, and they're forever my soft babies with their sweetness and their constant honey mooning and making me laugh loads💙💜 and, it also meant I did not want to finish the books. Which is happening for a second time right now because😭 I'm about to finish rereading AoS. So absolutely and definitely Madigan and Spica, those guys have my whole heart😭❤ we finally also got Madigan to tell him he'll always have a home with him, and after 200k of getting maimed, standing back-to-back and Madigan defo coming to terms he's Spica's family, FUUUCK, I do not want this story to end, ever😃👍

Open tag, as always, from me! Come catch up, or gush, or anything<3

#tag games #the bad thing about breaking my personal myth that second drafts suck and are the worst #is that now i'm all like OH SHIT HOW DO I MEASURE UP TO THIS AGAIN😱😱🤣🤣🤣🤣 but i'm chill. i'm chill. a normal person would say #it's fraaaanken' time. not me though. i absolutely have to inflict this upon myself again #so hear y'all from the screaming hole<3

[strawberryya]

247

chaeyoung (isa) x reader

synopsis: it's been weeks, six to be exact, of you two sneaking around and kissing in the dark when nobody sees. but what would happen if your situation was suddenly brought to light? would anything change?

currently playing: 247 - stayc

word count: 2.1k

genre/contains: fluff, suggestive, secret relationship, making out, kisses, cuddles, ft. Sieun and Yoon as roommates who can’t knock

a/n: and we're baaaaack, coming into 2023 with some stayc content :p ALSO COMEBACK SOON!! LETS GOOO

.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・.

“You’re sure nobody is coming home any time soon?” you mumbled, already gasping for air as you tried to make out her features in the dim light of her dorm room, while desperately trying to keep yourself from forgetting all your problems only to continue kissing her gorgeous lips. 

Chaeyoung smiled against your lips and whispered “I’m sure, we have all the time in the world today, just you and me.” 

She knew her roommate’s routines and schedules better than you so why should you worry when she said it would be ok? Was what you told yourself as you tried to relax and go back to what you were doing, your hands rubbing small circles on her hips and back while you met her kiss in a familiar and sweet manner.

 It had been almost six weeks since you two began sneaking around like this now; six weeks of you two doing everything your could to find a moment to be alone and taking every chance you got to give each other sweet little kisses like these in the dark. 

The moments never lasted long though, the both of you having nosy roommates who just so happened to also be pure homebodies. It’s not like they couldn’t know, of course,  but the both of you just didn’t feel like it was time to announce your thing yet…

Honestly, you didn’t actually know what exactly was going through her mind about this whole thing at the moment. 

Asking “what are we” just hadn’t felt fair. It just felt like you were putting the decision on her, forcing her to decide all by herself when you had agreed you would try it out like this for a while from the very beginning. But the whole ‘keep it under wraps’ thing that had been so much fun for the first couple of weeks was beginning to lose its appeal, and was really just creating more problems than solutions in your life. 

Chaeyoung’s hand was caressing down your side and down your leg where she stayed and let her hand drag up and down your thigh, sending shivers up your body, loving the way her hands moved on your body. 

“You’re sure, really sure?” you asked yet again, making her pull away from your lips, a slight smirk on her face as she looked down at you being all worried over the timelimit you had any time you got to have her all by herself like this. 

“So sure,” she reassured you, “just tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, mind running off to places you rarely let yourself think of since you never got to stay alone with her for that long. The thoughts and her lips now tracing down your jaw and your neck leaving the feather-light sensation of her little kisses on your skin made you excited and hot all over your body. 

“Just… tell you what I want?”

“Mhm, we have time,” she said, her breath hot against your neck. 

“God, I can’t even think with your mouth on me,” you groaned out making her chuckle lightly on your sensitive skin as she kissed and sucked wherever she saw fit, the feeling of her warm and wet tongue making your mind fuzzy and blood rush to your skin making your face grow hotter by the second. 

“Yeah? You like my mouth? Want me to use it somewhere else?” she whispered into your ear. 

“God yes!” you moaned out, and she began kissing her way down your neck once again, pulling your shirt up and kissing down the middle of your chest and stomach, leaving hot wet nerves on fire wherever her lips met your skin and her hands caressing your body in smooth motions that seemed to know exactly how to make your body melt under her touch. 

Time had never felt like such a blessing to have until this very moment when it was the thing that made anything possible. You were floating on cloud nine, mewling and moaning under her touch, seeing and hearing only her, so focused on the moment with her that everything else fell away around you. 

“Chae- What the actual fuck!” the voice exclaimed, disbelief apparent in the way their pitch was high and very clearly not filled with joy or excitement. 

You had barely even comprehended what had actually been said and more importantly why a blinding light was suddenly shining right into your eyes before you heard a loud voice coming from where the light was streaming in. 

In the midst of the sudden entrance and shouting, Chaeyoung had pulled off of you and your shirt had been messily pulled down to cover your bare chest and parts of your stomach. You looked over at Chaeyoung, seeing pure shock and terror in her eyes as she stared back at you with eyes wider than you had ever seen them. She had no idea what to do, and you stared back at her with the same thoughts running through your mind. 

What the fuck do we do?

In the doorway, another person had popped their head inside only to see the both of you, alone and looking like two complete messes with your lips plump and clothes hastily thrown back on the way they were supposed to be. 

“Were they just-?!” a high-pitched voice that you soon realized came from Chaeyoung’s roommate Sieun said without being able to finish her question, noticing on the way Jayoon was screaming and you two were looking guilty as fuck that it was indeed exactly like she thought. 

“Once again - WHAT THE FUCK?” the voice that had originally found you two screamed out. Jayoon, Chaeyoung’s other roommate, seemed just as shocked, if not more, than Sieun. 

“Seriously? You two? Since when?!” Jayoon began shouting again, but Sieun put her hand over Jayoons mouth before she could begin screaming again and dragged her out of the hallway like a baby kitten being pulled away by its mother, thrashing and screaming muffled sounds of displeasure due to the sudden loss of control and screaming ability.

Sieun shushed Jayoon in the hallway, wheezing out “Give them a moment before you start harassing them for information on whatever they have going on,” which you and Chaeyoung still heard loud and clear through the still wide open door. 

Just as quickly as the door had been thrown open Chaeyoung ran up and shut the door behind her with a slam, her entire body language telling you she was panicking. “What do we do?” she said, looking at you as if you would have any sort of  answer. 

“I-” you tried, but your words and your thoughts failed you in producing the right words to say. 

It was completely silent in the room, the only thing being heard was the hushed whispers and tiny shrieks coming from the roommates on the other side of the door. 

“Do we… do we tell them about us?” Chaeyoung asked, her words unsure and tentative. 

“Us?” you answered, not sure what she meant by that. 

If you didn’t even know what you two were, how could you know what to tell people about the two of you? You questioned as your heart raced in your chest from the whole commotion, not to mention what was interrupted just before it. 

“About our thing,” she tried again. 

You decided this was the moment you had been waiting for, this was the only way to know what she was feeling, what she was thinking. Maybe it wasn’t fair to ask, but it wasn’t fair not to either, not to her and certainly not to you. 

“What exactly is our thing?” you managed to croak out. 

“We’re,” she said but stopped herself, her eyes searching your face for a sign of what you wanted the answer to be, but your confused look must’ve not helped very much, because when she said, “together?” it was with much hesitation and it seemed to be just as much of a question as it was an answer. 

“We’re… together?” 

“I mean only if you want that! We can tell them we’re just… messing around too if you, you know, don’t feel that way about me,” she blurted out, her hands fiddling with the hem of her shirt as she chewed on her cheek while awaiting some kind of reaction from you. 

She was the one that was unsure about how you felt? She wanted you to tell her how you saw your relationship? She was ready to tell them you two were together if you felt the same way she did?? It wasn’t until just at this moment you saw the whole thing from her perspective, she must’ve been just as confused as you had been you realized. Maybe the uncertainty of your relationship and the whole secret part of it had been just as horrible for both of you this entire time. 

The realization had made your brain freeze up, and your answer had been delayed for quite a while now, and as you looked at Chaeyoung who seemed to be on the verge of tears you felt yourself being snapped back into reality. 

“No! I’d love to call you my girlfriend!” you exclaimed, your entire face cracking up into a smile, the newfound understanding of what you two were to one another sending a rush of excitement through your body. The adrenaline from the past couple of turbulent moments made your body feel like it was filled with popping and fizzling champagne that whizzed through your every vein. 

“Really?!” she exclaimed, suddenly seeming to understand the realization herself. “So we… we tell them were a couple? I’m your girlfriend?!” 

“Yes?” you shouted, both of you seemingly questioning the entire situation, but it wasn’t because you felt unsure, or because you didn’t know what you wanted anymore. The pure shock and whiplash you had both received from being confronted with the feelings you had both been avoiding for such a long time were now the cause of your confused state. 

.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・.

“So you’re together? A couple? And you have been something for almost two months? And you have been keeping it a secret this entire time? For no reason?” Jayoon rambled, trying to comprehend the things you two were telling her. 

“Yup,” you said, nodding as if you were seeing absolutely no issue in what had just been stated. 

“But WHY?” Sieun said, losing her own mind trying to put together the reasoning behind what had been going on behind their back for the past couple of weeks. 

“Don’t. Ask.” you both said in unison. Neither of you was in the mood to try and explain the tumultuous feelings and reasoning that had been going on in either of your minds. 

“Y’all are so weird, but congrats I guess,” Jayoon said and gave you both a thumbs up as she rose from the couch and left the room to do something other than being confused as fuck over what you two were doing and thinking this entire time.

Sieun shook her head, “Yeah, congrats you’re cute together, but please, try not to do whatever you were doing before while were home ever again,” she pleaded and at your nods and apologies she waved you both off and let you lock yourselves into Chaeyoung’s room for the evening. 

As you laid in her bed, cuddling and about to fall asleep you realized that this was the first sleepover you had ever had that wasn’t one of you sneaking in under the cover of the dark of the night and then out before breakfast. It was nice, the stress of being caught not hanging over your heads, and a new and exciting feeling having replaced it. You were officially something and now you could stay right there in her arms as long as you wanted without a worry in the world. 

You flipped yourself over from the little spoon position you had been in, now laying face to face with Chaeyoung, your foreheads resting against one another’s as you looked into each other’s eyes. The small fairy lights strung up in her ceiling shone a dim light over her gorgeous features and you felt your heart skip a beat thinking that she was yours for the world to know from this moment forth. 

“I like the idea of calling you my girlfriend from now on,” you whispered, making Chaeyoung grin widely and giggle a bit. 

“I like hearing you call me your girlfriend,” she whispered back and pressed a peck to the smile in the corner of your mouth. 

You pulled her body closer to yours, your hands running over her back as you gave her a light and sweet kiss back before you cuddled into a comfortable position where you both drifted off to sleep. 

.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・.

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My Hero Academia Chapter 415 - Rejection

Deku is all alone in his head again but what will happen inside Shigaraki's mind ????

It's scary to think we're getting very close to the end of the series

VERY CONFUSING

Tsuyu nearly made me think we were changing perspective again hahaha

I'm currently listening to cavetown latest songs and it's a pretty nice vibe with all this mind fuckery

I'm getting emotional, I nearly teared up

ALL MIGHT IS HERE TOOOOOO

A strange recap is happening but I like it

We're sooooo gonna save this boy

URGHHH

accept the saving Tomura

You're getting weaker too

that's a reverse metroidvania boss battle where you loose everything as the fight continues (or maybe just like Samus in any game beginning, losing all her powers for some reason)

I mean do I even need to say once again how good Horikoshi is at drawing

WHAT WHO ????

a hater now who wants Japan to be fucked forever

GOOO best character Mei !! ! !! ! ! !

I LOVE HER

(my favourite characters are Mirko, Nagant, Tamaki and Kiri actually but all this is fine)

give them some love my guys

*vegas theme start playing*

LET'S GOOOOOO

I'm so hyped up

OMG no, who let the baby escape

she's going to be a hero too

I'm tearing up nooooo

hug her and bring her to the danger (with the other child soldiers)

but please be safe kiddo

shjcb dbcshcbjbcsbcjs

why is it the end now

and a break next week too -_-

Anyway, cook something good Horikoshi and don't you dare hurt Eri

I really hope JJK and MHA won't suffer the Naruto and Dragon Ball treatment with endless spin offs

I want these authors to take a break and bring about a new universe full of good things

hoping they make something even better !

Anyway see you in two weeks

#mha 415 #mha liveblog #mha manga #mha spoiler

[myersesque]

here's some questions spam!

what do you think is the best joke in tgwdlm? which nightmare time episode is the strongest? would you vibe with any of the lords in black? opinion on webby? favorite character introduced in black friday? some people have said that the youtube version of nerdy prudes must die gets fanservice-y with its hatchetverse references - what're your thoughts? which hatchetverse couple is the most transgender in your eyes?

here ends the question spam

YEAAAA QUESTION SPAM I LOVE QUESTION SPAM!!! my laptop is currently updating and therefore i feel no shame doing this instead of my dissertation LET'S GOOO

best joke in tgwdlm? - augh, a hard one. idk if it's the BEST but i always lose it at the hivemind breaking out of unison and having to stop and find their notes/re-harmonise after not your seed (i've been there... SO many times)

strongest nightmare time episode - ok this is the part where i admit i am VERY behind on nightmare time and have only seen a few in random orders - my favourite of the ones i've seen is abstinence camp, though. i think it's a rlly strong, relatively self-contained story, and ofc i'm always down for a friday the 13th parody lmao. boy jerry and girl jeri are my little freaks and i love them (and ofc peter and steph my beloveds)

vibing with the lords in black? - i love all of them an unreasonable amount and would LOVE to hang out, honestly. i never stop singing so pokey would probably be fun company, and wiggly won my heart immediately since i LOVE possessed/evil toys (if the url wasn't a dead giveaway for that) and green is one of my fav colours. but honestly any of them!!! they're deliciously evil and i would love to chill (and then regret it when i inevitably face their torment BUT THAT'S A PROBLEM FOR FUTURE ME!)

opinion on webby - i haven't seen a ton of her but i think she's really cool, both conceptually and in the execution i have seen! i love how the visions she gives hannah are contextualised and start making sense slowly as you work through the show (which it took me AGES to figure out, admittedly, because i'm either eerily good or absolutely terrible at recalling dialogue, and fsr her prophecies always fell through my brain like a sieve)

favourite character introduced in black friday - i'm disqualifying wiggly bc we've established i love him already - honestly, it's a tie between linda monroe (one word: MOTHER) and ethan green (aka the sweetest motherfucker in hatchetfield, holy shit). i find both of their characters super compelling and also i'm very bisexual about both of them so !!!

were the npmd hatchetverse references fanservicey? - i mean... yeah? i don't super mind though, fanservice isn't inherently a bad thing. i do wish there was some way to watch a pro shot of the show as it was on stage instead (i Lost My Mind when i found out the gerald part was originally my favourite little freak boy jerry), but i've heard through the grapevine that there's apparently a way to get your hands on a digital ticket recording as a bonus feature or smthn similar, which is good enough for me. so whilst i do think they came on a little strong in some sections (particularly hatchet town), overall i didn't mind - the smaller call-backs don't really harm the show at all if you don't get them (e.g. richie's joke abt peter looking like the homeless guy downtown is still a funny jab without the knowledge of who exactly that homeless guy is and how he's related to peter) and for fans who have been waiting for years, it's an extra little reward. i've seen some people be incentivised to watch the previous shows so they'd understand the audience's reaction to certain lines, too, so there's that. tl;dr it is a LITTLE much sometimes but i don't personally mind it and thought they were all fun

most transgender hatchetfield couple - oh you are SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE, i LOVE transgenderifying characters. i think lautski (peter/steph) feel very explicitly-queer gen z t4t, if that makes any sense, but i wouldn't be me if i didn't at least mention my quietly-queer first loves paulkins (paul/emma). they're like the chill trans elders (as in the community title, not in reference to their age lmao they're like 30) to lautski's spitfire trans youth. if that makes literally ANY sense

my laptop has great timing and has now finished updating (!!!) so i must return to the trenches of university coursework but this was VERY fun thank u

#ask #horror tag #fav #npmd spoilers #cship

[theparticularwonder]

my day: 6/10

my day when these notifs pop up: 138928930/10

#CURRENTLY LOSING MY MIND LETS GOOO #dream smp #mcyt #twitch #karl jacobs #mcyt karl #sapnap #georgenotfound #dreamwastaken #quackity #mcyt sapnap #quackityhq #mcyt quackity #feral bois

[eohachu]

Post pictures of your first ever (fictional/celeb) crush to the latest one and tag five others to continue the game.

Ali tagged me, thanks. I guess 😘 @lanzhansmiles​

A’ight so I’m simply taking this as an opportunity to show off my frankly impeccable taste 😌 *coughs into the crook of my elbow with my mask on and from a safe distance* More under the cut, godspeed!

I’m tagging uhh I really don’t want to expose anyone but uh. @morifinwes​ @ttaechwita​ @sunshine304​ @treemaidengeek​ @flamingwell​ no pressure tho!!

Since 2006

Janina Fautz: Die Wilden Kerle, anyone?? Tbh i had a crush on quite a lot of the characters/actors but in hindsight Janina was and is the most influential one. Also probably my first ever girl crush (again, in hindsight bc it took me until 3 years ago to finally find out i’m queer lol)

Eva-Maria May: Yeah well I’m not gonna talk about where I know her from let’s say it was an incredibly bad soap opera my mom used to watch. She was one of the reasons why I went Yeah I Have Always Been Into Girls. I was pretty obsessed with her to the point where mini me secretly printed out a photo of her to look at lmaooo the signs have always been there and it’s truly amazing how I had been missing them for years

Amy Adams: Her as Amelia Earhart in Night at the Museum was also definitely a huge Thing to young me. Again, I had been completely oblivious about this crush for years

David Luiz: HAH! This is the point where we do NOT get into my football/soccer crushes bc this list would get WAYYY too long hahaha. I had to cut loads of people from my list for this post bc I develop a new celebrity crush every 5 minutes basically but yeah. David Luiz was definitely my biggest football/soccer crush out of..... everyone else

M*rvel

I don’t have a lot to say about any of them since I’m not into m*rvel anymore TFATWS makes me want to stick the tip of my toe back into m*rvel waters but otherwise NO THANKS

Sebastian Stan was, if my judgement of my archive is right, the longest highkey celebrity crush I’ve ever had. Mostly because I love Bucky a lot and he was so amazing in Captain America: The Winter Soldier. I must’ve had a crush on him for as long as I had been in the m*rvel fandom

Recent Past

some celeb crushes from last year that were all more or less short-lived tbh

Ester Expósito: As it often goes I didn’t find her spectacular in the beginning but as Élite went on I started to develop a huge crush on her. I still find her pretty hot but I’m not invested in Élite so yeah..... I have no object permanence

Mina El Hammani: Got to know her through Élite, too. She’s so incredibly beautiful. Had a hard time choosing a photo of her bc I’d stare at every single one for ages. Wow.

Danger Days!Gerard Way: Hah! The ones of you who’ve been following me for longer might remember my posts about wanting to dye my hair neon red. Well, him’s the reason and also clinical depression. Ended up with natural red/ginger bc my hair is too thin for bleaching lel. ANYWAY

Maxence Danet Fauvel: Pretty short-lived crush from my Skam days

Ramy Moharam Fouad: So Ramy has a brother, Tamino-Amir Moharam Fouad, who makes INCREDIBLE music. Ramy made some of his music videos (directed them? not sure), that’s how he came to my attention. Idk man he’s just so incredibly beautiful.... gives me a hint of genvy, too......

Janelle Monáe: Became a fan when Make Me Feel came out, listened to the entire album for days and eventually inevitably crushed on her

Lera Abova: Saw her in ANИА and fell in love. I screamed to my friends for weeks about how she was the most beautiful human being I’d ever seen etc etc. Eventually my crush went away mostly, but I still think she’s stunning

Keiynan Lonsdale: Keiynan said FUCK gender and I said 😍😍😍 and that’s all you need to know.

Current

*deep breath* alright let’s gooo

Bright (Wachirawit Chivaaree): Crushed on him for as long as I watched 2gether/Still 2gether lmao. I still like him a lot and sometimes lose my mind over him but I’m not exceptionally Thirsty™

Tul (Pakorn Thanasrivanitchai) and Max (Nattapol Diloknawarit): If you search either of them on tumblr you will have to scroll for a long, long time to find seperate photos of them. However, I’m not patient enough so here we are. Re: Tul, actually I want to copy/paste what Ali said bc DAMN a man who is confident about his masculinity and sexuality really is kinda hot. Same goes for Max tbh. Also Max’ lips look so soft I [redacted]

Lukas von Horbatschewsky: Also known as Lukas Alexander. He did an amazing job in Druck and he’s just a person I admire in general. As one of the few out trans actors in Germany, he had a main role as a trans boy in Druck and also co-wrote Druck’s seasons 5 and 6. He’s just a huge role model to me and, apart from that, Big Crush Material (h i s  e y e s)

Li Wei: Someone suggested him as Hua Cheng for the TGCF live action and my life hasn’t been the same since. While I’m open for whoever will get that role in the end, I could look at his face for hours and not get bored. Major Genvy, too.

Li BoWen and Liu HaiKuan: I will have to deal with these two in one paragraph bc LanLan bc they have the exact same effect on me which is. that they’re not 100% my type but I WILL go absolutely feral about them at regular intervals, if you know what I mean

Song JiYang: ohh honey. oh honey.......... hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I have a natural affinity for aquarius ppl and this one lives in my heart rent free. I’d even make him soup if he’d ask.

Wang YiBo: WELL HOLY SHIT. listen. LISTEN! the hype around him is 100% justified imo he really is That Bitch and I love him so so much for it. Fucking ICON

Honorary Mentions: Gender Envy

Here’s to the People I Thought I Had A Crush On But Not Quite until I learned the word Gender Envy:

Zhu YiLong: Man, this is the person who’s mainly responsible for me finding out AT ALL about not being entirely cis. The POWER he holds!!! His performance as Ye Zun in Guardian was like a breakthrough point for me which. certain people witnessed in real time hahaha oh I love this fandom!!

Zhu ZanJin: HIM. AAAH!! He’s literally so beautiful and whenever I see him I just go ZANZAN!! in my head and in the tags bc. well. hIM.

Xiao Zhan With Long Hair: Look, Xiao Zhan is always amazing but BLESS the person who made these manips. I can finally rest.

Wang YiBo: uhh what’s he doing here again?? Tbh YiBo is one of the few, if not the only person that gives me Major Gender Envy that I would also [redacted] if they asked. Do I want to be him or be with him? The answer is Yes.

I skipped the fictional characters bc I tend not to crush on them 👉👈 Instead I will just directly crush on the actors/actresses lol!

Thank you for bearing with me. As a prize, you can choose between a ladder supported forehead kiss, or a bowl of homemade soup. ❤

#[brother this took so fucking long] #[it was fun to reminisce but please never ask me to do this again ❤] #[sorry if anything doesn't make sense. i'm very tired my sleep schedule is fucked up and i have a major headache ❤] #[thanks ali for the tag it was really really fun!] #[also i think it's kinda sexy of me not to be ashamed of any of these. does therapy work? maybe so] #about #tag game #ali tag #r.txt

[tickly-trashcan]

Even Better than Coffee

hello anon! I’ve never actually really thought of otayuri, isn’t that funny? i think they’re kind of cute, but I hope you don’t mind, I decided to age Yuri up a bit in this fic because I assumed you didn’t want it to be platonic. I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Otabek wakes up before Yuri, and decides to make him some coffee. But he decides only after that there’s a better way to wake Yuri up.

Word Count: 1k (under the cut)

Otabek groaned as light shined against his eyelids, rousing him from a deep sleep. He looked over at Yuri, who had a pillow over his head as his chest heaved up and down. Otabek tried doing the same, picking up a pillow and covering his face from the blinding light, but as he was already awake, it was no use.

He got up, deciding to go make coffee for him and Yuri before he woke up. He filled the kettle with water, setting it on the stove as he scooped some instant coffee into two mugs. It wasn’t the best, but it was enough to keep him awake for the day, and Yuri always loved waking up to a cup of coffee.

The kettle whistled, Otabek quickly pouring the piping hot water into the mugs as the instant coffee dissolved, turning the water from its clear color before to a deep, dark brown. 

Otabek picked up the mugs by their handles, carrying them back to him and Yuri’s shared bedroom, setting them down on the bedside table, sitting on the bed next to Yuri’s sleeping body.

“Yuri, time to wake up,” Otabek said, softly shaking Yuri’s shoulder as he let out a low whine.

“Mmm, too early, more sleep,” Yuri whined, turning away from Otabek and pulling the covers further over his shoulders, snuggling in.

Otabek sighed. Yuri was eighteen now, but he still acted like a child. It was almost endearing, if not for the fact that Otabek had to deal with it every morning. However, Otabek had recently discovered a method that seemed to work well for getting Yuri out of bed quickly, one that Otabek himself enjoyed as well. 

“Yuri,” Otabek said again, pulling the blanket down from Yuri’s body, who shivered at the sudden chill on his bare shoulders.

“Noooo,” Yuri continued his whining, reaching again for the blanket, only to have Otabek grab his wrist, pinning it to the bed, turning Yuri around as he gazed sleepily up at Otabek.

“Did you make coffee~?” Yuri smiled softly, tugging at his wrist. “Let me gooo,”

“I have something that’ll wake you up better than that cheap coffee,” Otabek quipped, using his free hand to draw a line from Yuri’s pinned wrist all the way down his arm, Yuri giggling as he did so, hiding his face in his arm.

“Not that, please,” 

Otabek merely grinned at his sleepy boyfriend, letting go of his wrist as he stuffed his hands under the covers, immediately going for Yuri’s sensitive waist, Yuri yelping.

“Wahahahahait! I wahahant the coffee!” Yuri barked, twisting his body around, covers, and pillows flying around as he squirmed.

Otabek repositioned himself so he loomed over Yuri, sticking his tongue out in concentration as he scribbled his fingers like mad all over Yuri’s much smaller body, Yuri reaching his hands down to swat at Otabek’s hands that were furiously tickling him.

“Too muhuhuhuch! Argh! Pfthahahahaha, no!” Yuri sputtered, throwing his head back as he laughed loudly, Otabek now directing his hands towards Yuri’s exposed hips, digging his thumbs in as Yuri cackled.

“Oh come on, it doesn’t tickle that bad,” Otabek said with a soft smile on his lips as he stared down at Yuri’s pinkening face. One hand traveled up to Yuri’s ribs, who quickly latched his arm to his side, trying to protect them as best as he could.

“К-какашка!” Yuri yelled, Otabek barking out a quick laugh as Yuri started screaming insults at him in Russian, none of which Otabek understood. 

“If you have something to say, say it so I can understand it, Yuri,” Otabek teased, drumming his fingers along Yuri’s ribs as he arched his back, wheezing.

“Piece of shihihihihihit!” He yelled, thrashing from side to side.

“Language, Yuri,” Otabek playfully scolded.

Yuri felt tears prick the corners of his eyes, his cheeks warm as Otabek showed no signs of letting up anytime soon. 

Otabek leaned down, tucking his head between the crook of Yuri’s neck, peppering kisses along his neck. Yuri yelled loudly, arching his back, shaking his head around as Otabek teased his worst spot, kissing all the way from the clavicle up to his jawbone, leaving no spot un-tickled.

Yuri kicked his legs around under the covers as Otabek’s hands continued to knead his ribs, the stubble on Otabek’s cheeks scritching against Yuri’s much softer neck, making him wheeze helplessly as he laughed loudly, snorting.

“Did you just snort?” Otabek chuckled, finally pulling his head away from Yuri’s sensitive neck, Yuri gasping for breath as the tickling halted for only a moment, Otabek’s hands quickly getting back to work on his ribs, traveling further up to his underarms, Yuri letting out a girlish squeal.

“Sh-Shuhuhuhuhut up!” He whined, laughing even louder as he almost crushed Otabek’s hands with his arms as he clamped them down, twisting from side to side as he cackled. 

Otabek shrugged, not halting his torture again, even lowering his head to blow a few raspberries on Yuri’s tiny tummy, each one earning a high pitched shriek from the short blonde. 

“Stohohohohop! Plehehehease, no more!” Yuri gasped out, tears starting to trickle down his cheeks as his laughter continued. Otabek noticed this, slowing his hands until they rested on Yuri’s chest, Yuri wheezing as he greedily breathed in as much oxygen as he could.

“Th-Thahat was a bit much,” Yuri breathed out, Otabek smirking as he looked down at Yuri.

“It’s not my fault you’re so cute when you laugh like that.”

Yuri picked up the pillow he was laying on and whacked Otabek with it, who laughed.

“I’m not cute!”

“You’re adorable,”

Yuri blushed furiously, burying his face in the pillow he was holding, Otabek smiling as he kissed the top of his head. 

Yuri looked over to the bedside table, seeing the two mugs of coffee that currently sat there, most likely quickly losing heat.

“Can I have my coffee now?” He asked, reaching out towards the mug, unable to reach.

Otabek chuckled, grabbing the mug for Yuri and handing it to him, who quickly took a big glug of the bitter roast.

“That wasn’t enough of a wake up for you?”

“Nothing compares to coffee,”

#this was slightly inspired by my current addiction to coffee #otabek #yuri #yuri on ice #anon #prompts

[flowery-mess]

Hey beauty! I’m so sorry you aren’t feeling well. I’m sending you hugs on hugs on hugs and I hope you can feel them. They’re pretty good from what I hear. If it’s any consolation I feel a similar way. But there are people who love and care about you as well as a plethora of silent lovers all over. We’ll get through this. I’m rooting for you! You requested requests so I’d love for you to write up (if it takes your fancy) something about a long day out with Gray having some quality time. Ily x

Hi!! Thank you so much for this beautiful message💕 here you go✨

“Grayson I swear, one more hill and I am breaking up with you.” You sighed as you saw another hill in front of you. Grayson decided that today, probably the hottest day, was the perfect day to go hiking. You were currently visiting his family in New Jersey and you promised that you will go hiking with him long time ago. He wouldn’t stop talking about it, so you agreed secretly hoping that he will forget it, but he didn’t.

“Come on babe, I know you like it.” He stopped and turned to face you. You were about five metres away from him, sweating like crazy and wanted to go back home and eat some more food that Lisa madd. He was standing shirtless, sweating just like you, but he didn’t mind.

“Look at me! How can you think I like it?” Your face was red from the heat.

“Simple, I just know it. Let’s gooo.” He knew you hated it, but he also knew you will love the view from the top. So he made his way behund you, put his hands on your waist and started pushing you forward.

“Couldn’t you go with E? You know, siblings day.”

“We have siblings day literaly every day. I’m glad I can be without him for a few hours.”

“I really hope you have some food in the bag or I will lose my mind. How long?” He moved next to you and intertwined your hands.

“This hill and then one last small hill. I promise you will love it.”

And he was right. The view you had on the top was amazing. While you were trying to catch your breath, Gray prepared the blanket and food and drinks he brought for your late lunch.

You laid down next to him and looked up to the clear blue sky.

“I hate you. Never again.” You said.

“I guess I will have to find girlfriend who loves hiking and nature then.”

“Oh you’re not getting rid of me that easily Dolan.” You laid on his chest, you were really tired.

“I know babe, I know.” You felt his chest move from the small laugh that escaped his lips.

You laid there for another two hours, ate the food and then decided it was time to go home.

You would think that the way home, down from the hill, would be okay right? But no. Being the clumsy you, you fell on the rocka few times and sometimes even Gray fell down with you. You had fun, not like on the way up there.

When you came back, you had Ethan agreed with you that next time you can all go in the car, not torture yourselves with hiking. Grayson didn’t agree, but he was also the only fan of hiking.

You two spent the rest of the day with Lisa and Ethan by the pool and relaxing after the morning hike.

You secretly liked it, but you made sure to not to say it in front of Gray, because he would drag you up and down the hills next time.

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this night is sparkling, don’t you let it go

She doesn’t fully comprehend how he gathers the energy for his signature boyish, goofy grin at one in the morning, but he does anyway and waves his phone at her. “I was going to play you my list of Taylor Swift favorites.”

“Ugh.”

“You said I could”, he reminds her with an accusatory expression that works all too well on her. “‘Sure, whatever.’ Those were your exact words.”

“Just keep it at a low volume. ”

Three times - all under wildly different circumstances - Jake plays Amy the same Taylor Swift song.

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The first time Amy Santiago hears it is at the precinct.

She’s landed Jake Peralta as her partner for the money laundering case she’s currently working, and while he’s been peculiarly nice to her since he won their bet - even came to admit he enjoys working with her when she came close to taking a job at Major Crimes - he’s not the most efficient when it comes to going through pages and pages of income and transaction records. The fact that it’s currently one o’clock at night and Boyle broke the coffee machine trying to make chai latte in it aren’t helping their focus much either. She’s sticking with water as coffee-replacement, trying to attentively work through the records with her highlighter while Jake’s drinking something blue that can’t possibly be good for his heart, humming away on some upbeat melody and tapping his pen to the table in a drumming, repetitive manner. It would be a lie to say it doesn’t bother her, but she’s learnt from experience it’s a habit too ingrained in him for it to matter if she told him to stop.

He’s actually pretty charming like this, Amy notes. When he’s hard at work on a case without the pathological need to deliver a humorous line every other second, he suddenly becomes a lot more tolerable. She can even admit the messy, sleep-deprived look of his wrinkled flannel and tousled curls has a certain attractivity to it, especially in combination with the peering brown eyes flicking around the room whenever he gets distracted.

(It’s just the sleep-deprivation talking, though.)

(She doesn’t find Jake cute.)

(Really, she doesn’t.)

“Santia- gooo”, she hears just as she’s finished highlighting another dubious transaction in hot pink, the sudden noise causing her to flinch and her hand to slip, making an unintentional pink dot at the side of the paper.

“What do you want, Peralta?” She holds up the document in demonstration. “You’re ruining my notes.”

“Oh, come on, see it as a piece of art. Now your notes are just more unique.” She snorts at his creative attempt at avoiding an apology. “Anyway - you mind if I play some tunes? Helps me focus better.”

“Sure. Whatever.” She shrugs. “But no High School Musical soundtrack. Not again.”

“Pfft, you loved it when Boyle and I sang along to I Don’t Dance.”

“Absolutely didn’t.”

“And no, I won’t play High School Musical, even though it’s arguably the best Disney movie and musical of all time.“

“Absolutely isn’t.”

“Oh my god, Santiago, just let me finish.” She doesn’t fully comprehend how he gathers the energy for his signature boyish, goofy grin at one in the morning, but he does anyway and waves his phone at her. “I was going to play you my list of Taylor Swift favorites.”

“Ugh.”

“You said I could”, he reminds her with an accusatory expression that works all too well on her. “‘Sure, whatever.’ Those were your exact words.”

“Just keep it at a low volume.” She stifles a smile at the way his face lights up, jubilant over having convinced her.

Seconds later a slow ballad is playing in the bullpen. It’s softer, more tranquil than the music he usually plays until it picks up pace in the first chorus. Even then it doesn’t bother her much. She honestly truly enjoys the song, and because it’s late and she knows it’ll make him happy, she tells him so.

“It’s Enchanted”, he informs her, beaming with excitement. “It’s called that, I mean. It’s one of my favorites. I’ve always pictured this song playing at my wedding.” She raises a questioning eyebrow.

“You already have a song for that?”

“You don’t?”

“No?” This is brand new information to her, and she’s frankly finding it shocking. He never seemed the type who has a song picked out for their wedding even though they’re single to her - and she quite doubts he’ll ever be mature enough to want to get married. “I want something nice, instrumental. Live music.”

“Never said I didn’t want live music”, he retorts, pouting.

“I know for a fact you’re not allowed within five hundred feet of Taylor Swift, Peralta.”

“That was a misunderstanding!”

“Whatever you say”, she mumbles, returning to her documents and highlighter. Jake continues passionately singing along to the chorus, about a sparkling night and being enchanted to meet someone, and even though she’d deny it should anyone ask, she’s instantaneously grateful it’s him she’s working this late night with.

(He makes her laugh.)

She loses track of how many more times she hears the song after her and Jake become a couple. Truth be told, she loses track of how many times she hears any Taylor Swift song, because he plays them so often there's no use in keeping count. Amy's fully willing to admit some of the tunes are pretty catchy, and after a while she even begins to associate them with cherished memories from their relationship. Jake played Shake It Off on repeat to calm his nerves during their road trip to his first official Santiago Family Gathering, they've danced around the living room like fools to the soundtrack of both Blank Space and Style more than once and she beat him in memorizing all the lyrics to All Too Well when he bet her she couldn’t.

Enchanted still remains her favorite. It's the one song she can’t hear without remembering the time they were merely two competitive detectives, deadbeat on proving their skilfulness in whatever way possible, and how even when it feels like the universe has turned itself inside out since then and they’re oceans away from the people they used to be, they’re also in some ways entirely the same.

She whispers this, albeit in a much less coherent way than the thought appeared in her head, to Jake when they’re perched on Shaw’s bar stools after their unconventional precinct-curbside wedding, going through their shared Spotify library. They’re still giddy from the champagne and the exuberant joy of finally being married, and she has her doubts about whether they will be able to survive their first dance without unintentionally maiming each other, but Terry insisted on it being a crucial part of any wedding reception and so here they are.

“I think we’ve find our song”, Jake tells the bartender, handing him the phone so it can be plugged into the speaker system. “Ready, Mrs. Santiago-Peralta?” He says his own name after hers with unrelenting pride, and although they’ve agreed many times she is in no way his property for having married him, it's flattering.

“Ready.”

They make their way to what will serve as their dancefloor under close observation from their friends and the sound of Charles sobbing with happiness, hand in hand still trying to grasp the fact that they got here, they did it, they’re married.

The soft guitar of the melody she’d recognize anywhere starts playing, and she shifts focus from Rosa’s wolf-whistling and Holt’s modest smile to her husband.

“You know how terrible I am at dancing. It’s not going to be easier in this dress. You’ve been warned”, she advises him quietly.

“It doesn’t bother me”, he promises, and Amy knows it’s true.

This night is sparkling, don’t you let it go

I’m wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

I’ll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

They’re mostly swaying back and forth, too enervated from their day of bomb threats and jealous exes and too aware of their limited skills in ballroom dancing to dare try something more advanced, but she likes it. It’s sweet and effortless, an harmonious oasis in the midst of Shaw’s buzzing atmosphere. He meets her eyes with an adoring smile as the tempo of the song slows down again, nearing the end.

Please don’t be in love with someone else, please don’t have somebody waiting on you, the lyrics repeat.

With what just having promised him the rest of their lives, matching silver rings on their left fourth fingers to demonstrate so, she knows there is no further need for her to prove she’s not in love with someone else. She kisses him anyway, the cheers and standing ovations from their friends fading to white noise with his lips under hers and his hands on her waist.

“I would marry you again any time, any place”, he says when they part. “I love you.”

She takes the chance to press another quick peck to his lips, grinning at the way she hears Charles squeal with euphoria from the couple’s uncharacteristic amount of PDA this evening. “I love you too.”

“Thank you for saying yes”, he whispers. “When I asked you to marry me.”

“Thank you for asking.”

Although several of the books on parenting Amy made sure to consume during the almost nine month eternity her pregnancy felt like said the same thing - that babies can recognize music played to them in utero after they’re born - it's still a partial shock to her when their daughter shows a certain affinity for Taylor Swift ballads early on. With the singer’s albums definitely playing throughout their apartment more often than Amy would like and Jake literally holding the phone to her bump while it plays his favorite Taylor hits at more than one instance, it really shouldn't have surprised her; but it does.

As with so many other lessons the couple learn on parenting, they discover it entirely by chance and in the middle of the night.

They’ve been parents for a long, exhilarating and exhausting week when they learn. In this week-long trial of parenthood, neither of them has had more than three consecutive hours of sleep or the opportunity to take a shower longer than five minutes, and it’s somehow all still been worth it. It’s only a little less worth it, possibly, when their daughter’s face is deep red and crumpled from exertion and she’s crying without stop, unflagging and indefatigable even though Amy has nursed her, burped her, checked her diaper a dozen times and walked at least forty laps around the living room in the middle of the night trying to bounce a screaming newborn to sleep.

“No success?” Jake stumbles into the living room just as she’s finishing lap forty-one. He looks disorientated either from the few minutes of sleep she told him to get or from lack of it; with the noise their progeny is making, she suspects the latter. She shakes her head in response, continuing the bouncing. “Did you try the pacifier?”

“Spits it out.”

“Want me to take over?”

“Please.” The smile she tries her best to give him comes out more an exhausted grimace, plagued by the soul-crushing sound of a panicked infant. Their daughter does go silent for a millisecond as Amy transfers her to Jake’s arms, a glimmer of hope burning before her parents eyes, but then the crying simply picks up where it left off.

“Man, you’re persistent”, he tells the infant before giving Amy a meaning look. “Much like someone else I know.”

“You’re not funny”, she mumbles and takes a swig from her water bottle on the dining room table otherwise covered in flowers and cards sent from family and friends.

“No, I guess that’s fair. She doesn’t seem to think so either. What’s bothering you, little Holly?” The sight of him talking to their baby in a soft voice and equally tender expression on his face is disarmingly sweet, and she wishes it wasn’t disrupted by the shrill soundtrack.

“I’ve vetoed Holly”, Amy reminds him warningly, laying down on the couch for at least a moment of physical rest. “And I don’t know what’s bothering her. I’ve tried everything. I think she’s just overtired and can’t figure out how to go to sleep.”

“Maybe we’re just trying too hard? Because she sure slept fine before she was born - she could be missing the environment. Must’ve been nice and comfortable in there.”

“Yeah, but I’ve held her so she can hear my heartbeat, and the bouncing should remind her of me moving around. I don’t get what else I can do.”

“Noise”, he states confidently. “I think she’s a little calmer when we’re speaking. Marginally, but still. And there must’ve been constant noise inside you, right? So this is way too silent for Johanna McClane.”

“I vetoed all Die Hard names, Jake. You give birth if you want to name a kid after those movies.” She hands him a lime green pacifier left on the couch table, but their daughter promptly spits it out again. “What are you suggesting in terms of noise then, baby-genius?”

Jake shines up at the nickname. “Ooh, nice title! And we haven’t tried music before, have we? Could be worth a shot.”

“Anything is worth a shot right now”, she agrees, stifling a yawn. “Hand me your phone. What should I play?”

“Just put on whatever I was listening to before.”

“I’m not playing her The Lonely Island.”

“Taylor Swift, then”, he says matter-of-factly. She scrolls down to the ‘t-swift favez’ playlist on Spotify and presses shuffle.

The first tones to Enchanted begin to play, and as if by magic, the crying lessens moderately. Amy hands Jake the phone so it’s closer to the baby, and by the time the first refrain ends their daughter is silent save the sound of her breathing.

They’re staring at each other in pure unadulterated shock as the newborn simply yawns her adorable yawn and closes her eyes against her father’s t-shirt.

“Put it on repeat”, Amy wheezes - a sentence she’s never said regarding any Taylor Swift song before. “Quick.”

Three plays later has a baby still fast asleep and two parents looking from her to each other to the phone in utter disbelief.

“So clearly my daughter.” Jake’s glowing from pride watching the sleeping copy of him continue her sleep, and Amy’s fighting both hormones and sleep-deprivation in order not to shed a tear of relief.

(She loses.)

She grows just a little bit tired of the song when their daughter is nearing one and still refuses to fall asleep through any other method than by being carried around the apartment as someone rocks her and plays the very same Taylor Swift ballad.

She also loves it more than ever, because now she’s learnt to associate it with the heartwarming sensation of a growing baby nestling her face into the crook of Amy’s neck, falling asleep before the end of the six minute track.

“I was really enchanted to meet you, Miss Leah”, she whispers a few nights later when the (non-Die Hard) name is finally settled on. “Always will be.”

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