#I did this instead of sleeping lmaoo

[danielfuckingricciardo]

Because I’m in the Eurovision mood I thought I’d share my favourite song from each country (past and present!)

1. Albania 🇦🇱

2022 - Sekret // Ronela Hajati

2. Andorra 🇦🇩

2006 - Sense Tu // Jennifer

3. Armenia 🇦🇲

2014 - Not Alone // Aram MP3

4. Australia 🇦🇺

2015 - Tonight Again // Guy Sebastian

5. Austria 🇦🇹

2014 - Rise Like a Phoenix // Conchita Wurst

(This song makes me feel emotions every time damn it!)

6. Azerbaijan 🇦🇿

2021 - Mata Hari // Efendi

7. Belarus 🇧🇾

2014 - Cheesecake // Teo

(Underrated tune fr)

8. Belgium 🇧🇪

2015 - Rhythm Inside // Loïc Nottet

9. Bosnia and Herzegovina 🇧🇦

2011 - Love in Rewind // Dino Merlín

10. Bulgaria 🇧🇬

2017 - Beautiful Mess // Kristian Kostov

11. Croatia 🇭🇷

2023 - Mama ŠČ! // Let 3

12. Cyprus 🇨🇾

2018 - Fuego // Eleni Foureira

13. Czechia 🇨🇿

2019 - Friend of a Friend // Lake Malawi

(Was very hard to choose between this one and Lie To Me. It’s a very close second)

14. Denmark 🇩🇰

2021 - Øve Os På Hinanden // Fyr Og Flamme

(Was robbed in the semi-finals imo)

15. Estonia 🇪🇪

2015 - Goodbye to Yesterday // Elina Born + Stig Rästa

16. Finland 🇫🇮

2022 - Jezebel // The Rasmus

(Should have done so much better imo)

17. France 🇫🇷

2016 - J’ai Cherché // Amir

18. Georgia 🇬🇪

2011 - One More Day // Eldrine

19. Germany 🇩🇪

2011 - Taken by a Stranger // Lena

(Better than Satellite for sure, but Satellite slaps too)

20. Greece 🇬🇷

2008 - Secret Combination // Kalomira

21. Hungary 🇭🇺

2018 - Viszlát Nyár // AWS

22. Iceland 🇮🇸

2020 - Think About Things // Daði og Gagnamagnið

(Basic I know but it’s just such a good tune)

23. Ireland 🇮🇪

2011 - Lipstick // Jedward

(Not sorry about this one it slaps and Jedward are my kings)

24. Israel 🇮🇱

2015 - Golden Boy // Nadav Guedj

25. Italy 🇮🇹

(Gonna have to do a top five because I have such a thing for Italy in Eurovision I can’t pick just one oop)

2017 - Occidentali’s Karma // Francesco Gabbani

2015 - Grande Amore // Il Volo

2018 - Non Mi Avette Fatto Niente // Ermal Meta + Fabrizio Moro

2021 - Zitti E Buoni // Måneskin

2019 - Soldi // Mahmood

26. Latvia 🇱🇻

2022 - Eat Your Salad // Citi Zēni

(As a vegetarian and a bisexual I approve this message)

27. Lithuania 🇱🇹

2021 - Discotheque // The Roop

28. Luxembourg 🇱🇺

1988 - Croire // Lara Fabian

29. Malta 🇲🇹

2022 - Je Me Casse // Destiny

30. Moldova 🇲🇩

(My second favourite Eurovision country so here’s a top three)

2022 - Trenulețul // Zdob şi Zdub & Advahov Brothers

2018 - My Lucky Day // DoReDos

2017 - Hey Mamma // Sunstroke Project

31. Monaco 🇲🇨

1964 - Où Sont-elles Passées? // Romuald

(When I say I have an obsession with this song I mean it. PS Monaco plz come back we miss you!!)

32. Montenegro 🇲🇪

2015 - Adio // Knez

- Ranking Morocco doesn’t really feel fair because they only participated once lol -

33. The Netherlands 🇳🇱

2016 - Slow Down // Douwe Bob

(Hehe 33 Max Verstappen number it’s fate fr)

34. North Macedonia 🇲🇰

2012 - Crno I Belo // Kaliopi

35. Norway 🇳🇴

2009 - Fairytale // Alexander Rybak

(Listen I know it’s a basic choice but this song is iconic for a reason y’know? It slaps)

36. Poland 🇵🇱

2022 - River // Ochman

(King of the vocals fr brings me to tears every time)

37. Portugal 🇵🇹

2021 - Love is On My Side // The Black Mamba

38. Romania 🇷🇴

2010 - Playing With Fire // Paula Seling + Ovi

39. Russia 🇷🇺

2016 - You are the Only One // Sergey Lazarev

(Listen I’m a Sergey Lazarev stan first and human second. Between 2016 and 2018 I almost exclusively listened to his back catalogue and nothing else)

40. San Marino 🇸🇲

(Underrated country fr no one gets them like I do so they also get a top three)

2022 - Stripper // Achille Lauro

2021 - Adrenalina // Senhit + Flo-Rida

2019 - Say Na Na Na // Serhat

41. Serbia 🇷🇸

2023 - Samo Mi Se Spava // Luke Black

- Also not counting Serbia and Montenegro because they don’t have an emoji flag and they only participated twice -

42. Slovakia 🇸🇰

2010 - Horehronie // Kristina Pelakova

43. Slovenia 🇸🇮

2023 - Carpe Diem // Joker Out

44. Spain 🇪🇸

2019 - La Venda // Miki

(When I say this song was robbed I mean it. One of the biggest injustices faced in Eurovision was Miki coming 22nd)

45. Sweden 🇸🇪

(Sweden get a top three because they’re Sweden… they always slay)

2015 - Heroes // Måns Zelmerlöw

2012 - Euphoria // Loreen

2017 - I Can’t Go On // Robin Bengtsson

46. Switzerland 🇨🇭

2021 - Tout l'Univers // Gjon’s Tears

47. Türkiye 🇹🇷

2010 - We Could Be The Same // maNga

(Türkiye come back we miss you!!)

48. Ukraine 🇺🇦

(Another slay country so here’s a top three)

2018 - Under the Ladder // MELOVIN

2007 - Dancing Lasha Tumbai // Verka Serduchka

2021 - Shum // Go_A

49. United Kingdom 🇬🇧

(In the name of patriotism, of which I have very little, let’s do a top five + an honourable mention)

2012 - Love Will Set You Free // Engelbert Humperdinck

2022 - SPACE MAN // Sam Ryder

1981 - Making Your Mind Up // Buck’s Fizz

1968 - Congratulations // Cliff Richard

1976 - Save Your Kisses for Me // Brotherhood of Man

+ my honourable mention, Freaks // Jordan Clarke which should have been our song for 2019 but the British general public have no taste. I firmly believe this is why they no longer trust us to hold a national selection anymore lol

50. Yugoslavia *insert flag here*

1989 - Rock Me // Riva

(Basic choice I know, to pick their only winning song, but it slaps)

And that’s everyone!! Feel free to judge me hard for my tastes lol 😂

#Eurovision #I did this instead of sleeping lmaoo

[reiderwriter]

If your requests are open could I get a fic where Spencer lost his virginity to bau!reader the night before and when he comes into work the next day Morgan is like ‘you look different’ (you know that stereotype that people you know well can tell when you lose your virginity) and bau!reader is like yeah you do why is that Spencer🤨 lmaoo

A/N: This was a really fun request to write! Nice, short and sweet! I hope you enjoy it~♡

Warnings: implied sexual encounter, some suggestive talk, mentions of virginity.

Masterlist || Song Fic Challenge

“Wait, kid, hold up, something’s different. You get a haircut or what?” 

You tried your best not to giggle profusely as the blush crept up Spencer’s neck to sit prettily across his cheeks. It had only been an hour since you'd left him sleeping soundly in your bed after a night of well… ravaging him. 

Spencer Reid, your beautiful, awkward, nerdy, and charming coworker was no longer a virgin. Nor was he single. And surprisingly, he wasn't all that bad at sex either, a little cautious, but for all intents and purposes, quite the natural. 

He certainly hadn't turned into a sex god over night, but you did plan to accost him rather regularly from that point onwards, so you very much were enjoying the abject look of horror passing over his features at that moment. 

“I was running late this morning. My alarm didn't go off.” 

You stifled a giggle, knowing that his alarm probably had gone off. He'd just been in a completely different apartment and hadn't heard it. Maybe it was still going off now. 

When his eye caught yours, he froze still in a flush. It was impossible not to run tour gaze along the length of his body, showing him enough quiet appreciation you thought he'd drop to his knees. 

Instead, his hands that were wrestling with his tie fidgeted more, finding it impossible to tie the damn thing like he had every morning for the last five years. 

“Having some trouble, Spencer? Maybe I could help you out?” You winked at him to punctuate your question, and all he could do was stand and gulp down a breath, nodding in agreement. 

“You do look pretty tired, kid? Long night?” Derek asked, a quiet bemused look hanging on his face. He'd had this same conversation with Reid at least four times in the last year, assuming that every time he came in looking slightly dishevelled, he'd enjoyed a night of pleasure. 

It had certainly been pleasing to you, and you were absolutely going to help teasing Reid if you got the chance. You certainly enjoyed doing just that last night. 

Grabbing the two ends of his tie and pulling him a step closer to Reid - maybe a bit too close for two people in their place of work - you began righting all of his clothes. 

“You didn't wake me up,” he whispered with a pout into your ear, his pout audible even as he tried to keep his face neutral. 

“I tried,” you whispered back. “But every time I got close, you lunged for me in your sleep and started grinding your morning wood into my ass.” 

The flush that you enjoyed so much was now a fully glowing face. He was so red you expected steam to pour from his ears any minute. 

You finish knotting his tie and brush his shirt a little, just as Derek clears his throat again. 

“Kid, did you hear me? I asked if you had a long night.” 

Spencer's gaze didn't leave yours, though. Even in his embarrassment, he was so intently focused on you that it nearly set your entire body on edge. 

“Yeah, you could say that,” he replied, his gaze dropping to your lips. You wished they hadn't, because now you had to stop yourself from jumping him right there in the bull pen. 

“Oh shit,” Derek couldn't hold back the laugh that bubbled up in his chest as he stood looking from you to Spencer and then back to you. 

“Oh shit. Spencer, I didn't know you had game like that.” His words were wheezed out between fits of laughter, and you were irritated when the focus in Spencer's gaze shattered, settling into a look of discontent. 

“Derek, come on…” he groaned, and you put your hand gently on his chest to get him to look at you again. 

“Next time, I'll work my hardest to wake you up, Spencer.” 

With his jaw hanging open in shock, you pushed up onto your toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek, leaving him stood like a statue as Derek bent over in laughter, trying to catch his breath. 

You smiled in your final triumph just as Emily walked over to greet the two men and opened with a question. 

“Weren't you wearing that outfit yesterday, Reid?”  

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[muniimyg]

10.5: love 》 series m.list

note: we made it !!! i am so incredibly grateful for everyone's love and support with c2u <3 meeting u all was so fun ,, answering ur asks and interacting thru comments truly made my day ! i'm glad i was able to share this silly goofy concept and have it well received . as usual ,, please lmk ur thots !!! i have 3 extras that will be posted soon (ie: their first hook up, a comfort scenario, and one final smut extra) so please look forward to those !!! thank u for ur patience ,, all the love 💗

warnings: sex tape vibes (kind of), pussy eating (nom nom), fucking LOL ... dirty talk & creampie! easy shit yk? lmaoo

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As much as Jungkook loves to play soccer for the glory, he loves it best alone. 

When the bleachers are empty and the field is wide and free—that’s when he feels the most love for his sport. To others, it comes off as lonely and sad but to him; it’s serenity. Sometimes, it’s the only place he feels like he can truly be himself. It’s a place where he doesn’t have to be anything to anyone. It’s a place where he can be lost and found at the same time. It’s also his go-to place when he can’t sleep. Jungkook hasn’t slept well in weeks. He figured it was time to be in his own space.

His haven. 

His favourite part has got to be when he plays so hard that he doesn’t even notice the world is waking up. The moment Jungkook looks up and sees the sunrise—he always gets this feeling in the pit of his stomach. It’s an easiness that can’t be explained.

It’s an incredible relief. 

When he sees the sun, he stops playing. He takes a break and sits down to watch the sun bloom on the horizon. There’s so much bliss in the stillness of the world. He feels so much clarity when it’s just him, the net, and the ball. It’s like nothing else matters and his mind can focus on one thing: winning.

Jungkook has only done these late-night sessions a handful of times in his life. 

The first time was the day before Uni tryouts and he doubted his talent. Everyone kept telling him he had nothing to worry about, but that didn’t make him feel any better. To Jungkook, his luck was just like everybody’s. He was afraid of it not coming through when he needed it the most. Therefore, he worked his ass off regardless of his luck history. 

Note: Jungkook was the first in his year to get in. 

The second time was when he fucked up at a game and cost his team a minor setback. It wasn’t the end of the world—he just felt like shit.

The third time was the day he redeemed himself and scored the winning goal that got the team to championships. It was the best game he had in a while. It was also the first time felt tired of it. Tired of the game, tired of the play… Just tired. 

The fourth time was when he decided to take a break from soccer and tend to his burnout… Eventually, he came back after a few months. Of course, he did. He loves soccer more than anything in the world…

That was until you.

He didn’t go back to the field and have a session to himself to celebrate. No, he celebrated with you instead. You didn’t know and he never told you… But that’s what he did. The first day he came back to soccer, he went to you right after. With you, he found rest. 

That’s when he realized something… 

He wasn’t tired anymore.

At least, whenever he was with you.

He wasn’t tired. That’s all he could really ask for, right? To fall in love with someone that was his safety net.��

The fifth time would be today. 

Jungkook has been out here since 3AM, kicking the ball and practicing drills. It upset him, to be honest. He thought being here would help ease his heart. Everything feels so clogged up and messy to him. It’s like no matter what he does to try to clean up his mess, everything stains. So, he thinks to himself that maybe if he ran enough laps or kicked the ball hard enough—it would stop.

The mess. 

The yearning.

The loving. 

But it doesn’t.

No, instead his heart continues to ache. As he clenches it every so often, he thinks of you. Then, for a second, his heart is still. In the stillness, he tries to think of good things around him. 

At least the rain wasn’t pouring as hard as it was an hour ago.

At least the sun is coming up and it’s a new day. 

At least you were here—

Wait. 

You’re here?

Jungkook rubs his eyes. Partly due to disbelief and partly because the rain made it hard to see you clearly. Yet, somehow… In his heart, he knows it. He knows it’s you. 

How’d you know where he was? More importantly, why are you here? 

Why was his heart racing so fast again? 

Be still. 

He isn’t sure of what to do. Should he wave? Should he call your name? Are you here on accident? 

Considering it’s almost 6AM… It can’t be an accident, right?

Just as much as Jungkook’s head begins to fill with questions, yours does too. As you walk closer and closer to him, you can’t help but only hear your heartbeat pound louder and louder. Is this normal? To feel like your heart could jump out of your chest if it meant getting to him faster? You let your mind spin. 

Why the fuck are you here? 

What are you doing again?

Did you write everything down?

You sure felt a lot braver ten minutes ago… Suddenly, seeing him has made you doubt all the courage you worked to have for this moment. At the same time, the complex feeling of pure happiness and relief blossoms. You can’t help but smile at the sight of him. There’s a stillness in the world and it’s only when you look at him and it’s good. You know that now… But oh my god. 

You’re about to lose your shit. 

How did you get here?

When did it all begin? 

Was it from the first night you two slept together? Or was it the karaoke night when you realized you were waiting for him to kiss you? Could it be time he fucked you in front of your mirror and you vowed to never drink coffee before meeting up with him ever again? 

… No. 

Maybe it was when Mina came along. 

You gave him a blowjob just to stall him from going (bad move, by the way. That was pretty bitchy). Oh, and we can’t forget about the time you craved him when you were drunk out of your mind and all he did was take care of you. Half asleep, you woke up to him mounting your mirror on the wall… And well, maybe…

Maybe it was then. 

When he fixed your mirror, he fixed your heart. 

That’s probably why the time you two hooked up in his bedroom at the party felt so right. It was finally clicking.

You were into him then.

You just didn’t know how to admit it. Then, it got fucked up because you were caught off guard. 

The perilla leaf.

The exile. 

The hate sex. 

Everything good and bad has led to this moment and you can’t help but feel like you’re falling apart. Finding the origin of it all feels exhausting… In your head, you debate it all. In your heart, you’ve always known. 

You see, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. 

The friendship, the sleeping with him, the hurting him—the loving him… It wasn’t supposed to do this to you. You aren’t supposed to be this nervous and so impatient at the same time. You aren’t supposed to feel this stupid either… 

But you do. 

… And that’s okay. 

Sometimes, with love, you’re going to feel a little stupid. You just have to cross your fingers and hope the person you’re being stupid for is just as stupid as you. 

In your case… There’s a good chance he is. 

As you stand on the sidelines, Jungkook places his hand over his eyes to see you clearer. He tilts his head in confusion as you drop your bag. 

Then, just like that…

It happens. 

His thoughts pause, his heart goes still for the nth time, and his world slows down as he takes in the sight of you. Nothing will ever be better than this. The same way he feels an ease when he watches the sunrise—he feels it as he looks at you right now. 

God, he loves you so much. 

He has known it for so long but this… You in this moment; it’s bliss. 

Complete and utter bliss. 

If that isn’t enough… His heart is completely undone the moment he realizes two things: one, you’re wearing his jersey, and two; you’re holding a towel in your arms for him. He can’t help but let a laugh escape his lips. All that shit you said about how you would never be a part of his fan club and how you could never be that girl…

Oh, this is gold. 

Honestly, it’s more than enough. For you to show up and make this effort—it fills his heart. Yet, you’re you. Always full of surprises and ways of making his heart go on overdrive. As he sinks in his thoughts and soaks this moment in; he watches you take a deep breath. Then, slowly but surely, you extend your hand out to him. 

It’s then when he knows it. 

The wait was worth it.

The wait is over.

You and Jungkook sit on a bench, under the technical area’s cover. For a while, you two watch the sunrise in silence. Both too afraid to say anything to ruin the moment—both so undoubtedly in love. Once the sun is fully up, you brace yourself. 

This is it. 

Jungkook turns to you, chasing your eyes. 

“You nervous or something?” he jokes, as he begins to dry his hair with the towel you placed around his neck. 

“Yeah,” you confide. “Am I doing this right?”

Jungkook’s eyes widen as you scoot closer to him and take the towel. In your continued silence, you take over and start to dry his hair. Scrunching the towel, you pat dry his neck and cheeks. He gulps, unsure of what to do… He likes it though. He likes that you’re taking care of him and that you’re trying. He knows you are. 

As you pat dry him, you try to find your words. It takes a moment, but you think to yourself… It’s now or never, right? You’re already here. You’ve already folded. 

It catches Jungkook off guard when you suddenly tug him close. Putting the towel aside, you cup his cheeks with your hands. Your hands are cold, but he doesn’t mind. If anything, he’s holding himself back from kissing them. With a pout on your lips, you begin your confession. 

“I hate being your friend.” 

Jungkook squints at you and chuckles. He removes your hands from his cheeks, smirking at you. “What bullshit are you on now? Didn’t we agree on—”

“I never agreed,” your eyebrows knit together. “It’s been like… A day and a half and I’m going crazy being your stupid friend.”

“Fine,” he snaps. “Enemies?”

His suggestion annoys you.

You lift your hand to hit him, but he catches your wrist. Then, he opens his hands for you. You sigh teasingly but take it. Intertwining your fingers together, you two sit in silence again for a moment. 

Holding hands, watching as the rain pours, and preparing to give your hearts to one another… It feels like this could be a dream.

“Tae and Yuna, ” you begin, breaking the silence. Your voice sounds weary and desperate. “They’ve been friends since the very beginning. He always had feelings for her and she did too… But she didn’t do anything about it until it was too late. He’s dating Mina’s friend now or something—it’s so messed up. It’s so unfair, y-you know? They deserve each other so much and I—”

“Breathe,” Jungkook comforts you. “They’ll figure it out.”

“I don’t want that to be us,” you blurt. 

Jungkook blinks at you. 

“It’s so scary. Jungkook, I don’t want that to be us… B-but it is us, isn’t it? Y-you hate me because of—“

His eyebrows knit together. “___, I don’t hate you. Don’t say that.”

Your lips quiver, unsure of how to navigate through this talk. Maybe you should have planned it better. Maybe you should have written this whole speech out instead of word-vomiting like this… But that’s the thing. 

You aren’t good at this.

Regardless, you’ll try for him.

“I’ve been selfish,” you admit, letting your eyes dart to the field. You can’t look at him. It feels too overwhelming to.  “I’ve been inconsiderate and I know I can’t justify my actions because they hurt you—I just need you to know that I was scared. It was so scary trusting you, falling asleep beside you, and waking up next to you. It was so scary watching you laugh with other girls and not knowing how to tell you how I felt… I’m sorry I started fights while trying to figure out how I felt about myself… Honestly? I think I was so scared because you made it so easy.”

A beat.

“T-the truth is… I’ve always known how I felt about you.” 

Jungkook can’t help but smile. He wonders if you know what you’re doing to him… Do you? He’s afraid you don’t.

“Really?” he pries, moving closer to you. “How do you feel about me?”

Attempting to be intimidating, you turn to face him with a glare. 

“D-don’t push it.”

Jungkook pouts. “But I want to know… Please, please, please?”

For a moment you contemplate. Then, you look at him and take it all in. His wet hair, soft eyes, and pouting lips… How were you ever strong enough to say no to him before? Truly, you’re a changed woman.

Curling your fist, you shut your eyes and say it. You tell him the whole truth. 

You give him your heart. 

“You said you got ahead of yourself… But have you ever considered that I was beside you the entire time? L-like you said you’ve had feelings for me since the first time you made me laugh… Me too. I knew it then too. I just didn’t know what to do because every time I dated guys, it all felt the same… With you, it was different from the start. I don’t know how to explain it… All I know is that I like you in every way it’s possible to like someone—I like you. My heart has been yours all along. I’m sorry it took me so long to give it to you. It just felt like everything with you kept falling into place and I was terrified I was f-falling too… I think—n-no, I… Umm, I know that I…”

Something others may not know about Jungkook is that he’s consistently bad at one thing. That one thing is playing it cool when it comes to you. He has to fight his inner demons to stop himself from professing his love for you every 10 minutes. So, it would be a lie that he wasn’t loving this. He loves watching you feel what he feels. 

Your words, sweet and well-awaited, completely captivate him. 

He can’t help it when you’re like this. So perfect, so cute, so his. He can’t resist!

Which is why he kisses you mid-confession. 

Jungkook kisses you slowly and deeply. Like never before, you lose your breath from how passionately he kisses you. Once you two pull away, he rests his forehead against yours. Smiling, he sneaks in a couple more kisses. 

Timidly, you say, “So… You aren’t mad at me anymore?”

With a laugh, Jungkook shakes his head. “God, you drive me crazy.”

“So… That’s a no, right?” 

Jungkook rolls his eyes and purses his lips. You press your lips against them and kiss him once more. 

“___?”

“Y-yeah?”

“... I checked my phone a moment ago and Yuna ratted you out. She texted me like ten minutes before you came. Said if you don't show up I should knock on your door and fuck your feelings out of you.” You gasp, burying your face with your hands. Sighly dramatically, Jungkook makes a cheeky comment. “Once again, I waited for you.” 

You hit his chest playfully. In pure disbelief, you groan at him. “What? Y-you knew and still made me do the whole speech—”

"I didn’t know!” You ignore his claim. “Although, I wouldn't have had any issue fucking the feelings out of you—"

"Are you insane?" you fume. "I was literally sick to my stomach trying to get this confession thing done right!"

“I was excited!” He teases, and nudges you. You remain annoyed at him. Jungkook can’t help but find it cute. “Awh, ___! Come on. It’s not every day that a guy gets to see his girl in his jersey, holding a towel for him on the sidelines! Also… I just really wanted to see what all your fuss was about. I promise, I didn’t know.”

It’s too late. 

Just as you stand up and storm away from the embrassment, Jungkook catches up to you. Out on the field, the rain continues to pour on you two. Drying him off was useless if you were going to be this dramatic. 

As he catches your wrist, you shove him away and cross your arms. 

“I feel stupid,” you sigh. “Y-you knew how I felt about you. I was worried and anxious the entire time and y-you knew!” 

Jungkook shuts his eyes and can’t believe how feisty you are. It’s entertaining and frustrating at the same time. God, you were so complex… But at the same time, he knows you’re just afraid. This is you finding an out. This is also you trying to stay. 

He takes your hand. 

You don’t shake him off say anything. 

You let him take it. 

He holds it like it’s all he has ever wanted to do (it is all he has ever wanted to do).

“I didn’t know everything! Hey, the fuss was cute,” he ensures you. “Do it again.”

“No!” you cry, feeling your clothes start to stick to your skin. It’s pouring now and you instantly regret being dramatic.

Except, Jungkook looks so perfect. His hair is wet and his shirt is soaked so you can see the way his muscles curve. He’s so handsome that you have to gather all your strength as a woman to keep yourself from jumping on him.

“This shit is so hard!” you complain through the rain. “How did you do this? You confessed like every time we fucked—”

“Yah!” Jungkook warns, feeling a little embarrassed. Maybe he should be the one to storm away now…  “Be nice to me or else I’m about to reject you.”

You roll your eyes at him. Grabbing him by the collar, you tug him to your eye level. Happily, he complies. 

“Do it then,” you call his bluff. “Reject me right now.”

Jungkook looks into your eyes, loving the way you look at him. He blinks at you slowly and bites his inner cheek. For a moment, he’s silent. You’d think he’s contemplating or something… But he’s not. He’s been sure about you since your first laugh, remember?

“Kinda cruel considering you’re all I’ve been waiting for,” Jungkook confesses, as he dips his head low and kisses you. 

As he kisses you, you squeeze his hand. Holding his hand tighter, he smiles into the kiss. The rain continues to pour, making everything feel unreal. As he pulls away, he looks at you the way he always has… This time, you get what Yuna was talking about.

The warmth in his gaze.

The love in it.

The you in it.

After what felt like endless heartache with other boys—this felt healing. 

This was yours. 

Him. 

And that’s when your heart tells you something you never knew… 

You waited well too. 

You two escape the rain and make it to your place.

In your bedroom, you quickly get undressed and sit in front of your mirror to dry your hair. Jungkook comes out of the washroom all clean. Passing by you, he plants a kiss on the top of your head. You watch from the mirror as he reaches inside your closet for one of his shirts. 

Your high from the moment at the field suddenly dies. Suddenly, you realize the confession wasn’t enough to move forward. For fucks sake, he has his clothes in your closet.

“Jungkook?” you ask cutely.

“Mhmm?” he responds as he dresses himself.

You almost choke on your words. “What are we?” 

He grins, coming back to you and swaying you side to side. Without batting an eye, he answers: “friends, of course!”

Instantly, you push him away. Your shoulders slump as you glare at him. He laughs his ass off, loving the way you reacted. When he calms down, he kneels in front of you and apologizes. 

“Okay, bestie,” you play along as he gets up. “Should we eat perilla leaves to celebrate?” 

Jungkook’s mouth drops. His eye practically twitches at the mention of perilla leaves.

Throwing his hands up dramatically, he cries, “Oh god... My girlfriend is so mean to me… She’s so hot, holy shit.”

Girlfriend.

That sounds about right.

He’s so big. 

Sometimes, you forget that.

It slips your mind because Jungkook has always been a giver. You never really had to worry about it being uncomfortable. He makes sure you cum first and always puts his needs above yours—tonight was a prime example of just that. 

As he towers over you, he leaves a trail of kisses from your neck to your lips. Each kiss is so soft and intimate, your pussy clenches at his very touch. It doesn’t help when he places his thumb on your clit, rubbing and stretching it out to stimulate you even more. As you moan into his ear, he feels shivers go down his back. 

You gasp as he bites your skin, enticing you to want him even more. 

“Jungkook,” you breathe, “put it in, please.”

“Mhmm,” he moves the hair strands on your face and kisses you. “Be good for me, okay? Be patient. Gonna fuck you good so I need you to be on your best behaviour.”

“B-best behaviour,” you repeat rather lewdly. “Okay… W-whatever you want, love. You have it. You have me.”

Love.

God, you and your fucking words.

Jungkook bites his bottom lip, trying his best to take his time. Truth be told, he wants to fuck you silly right now. He wants you so bad that your legs won’t work and he’ll have to tend to your soreness. He wants to fuck you so good that you scream his name and lose yourself in him… But he’ll take his time tonight. 

He wants to show you so much. He wants to show you how good he can make you feel. How you won’t ever regret your decision of being with him. He wants to show you what kind of man you chose and what kind of man you get to have.

A good man.

A man that has wanted you for so long that now that he has you—oh was he ready to drag it out.

Jungkook gently places his dick in between your folds. It’s hard and thick. You can feel it against your wet pussy and want nothing more than for him to put it in. Instead, Jungkook lifts himself and sits in between your legs. There, he holds the base of his cock and slaps it against your pussy. He rubs his cock up and down your folds. Then, he splits them open with his fingers and spits on it. He then spreads his spit with his cock. You feel so lucky when he pokes it inside once in a while. Like a tease, he takes it out so quickly that you begin to feel frustrated. 

“P-put it in, please…”

Jungkook smirks. 

“Put what in?”

You glare at him.

“Your hard, thick, stupid cock. Put it in my wet, needy, desperate pussy right now… Please?”

Jungkook lets out a sexy chuckle. “Not yet,” he tells you, as he fully stops. He then moves over and helps you sit up. Leaning against your headboard, he spreads your legs. Just when you think you can predict his next move, he reaches over to your nightstand and grabs his phone. Unlocking it, he passes it to you.

“Film me.”

You nod, following his orders.

Tapping record, you angle the camera to your pussy. You watch through the phone screen as Jungkook positions his face in between your legs. Gulping, you throw your head back as he makes his first lick. 

Jungkook holds onto your thighs, helping you keep your legs open. He digs himself into your pussy, devouring every inch of it. To deepen himself, he digs his nose in and curls his tongue as he licks you. When he pulls away for air, he sucks on your clit making sure to keep you on your toes. 

“Oohhh,” you sob. “S-so good. J-Jungkook—“

“Mhmm,” he murmurs onto your skin. “Tastes so good.”

“A-aghhh! Oh my god!”

The thing is… Jungkook has eaten you out before.

But this was different.

It was slow and sensual. The way he licks you and eats you out just feels so surreal. Your toes curl, your stomach winces, and your pussy tightens as you’re about to climax—

Jungkook pulls away. 

He has a devilish look on his face. You stop the recording and toss his phone aside. Suddenly, he takes hold of your ankles and tugs you down. On your back, you open your arms and welcome him in again. Gladly, he buries himself in your breasts and moans at your softness. 

“That was—“

“Everything my girl deserves,” he tells you sweetly. “My girl…”

“Your girl,” you pull him in for a kiss. “All yours..”

Jungkook moans, unable to stop himself. He lifts his hips, making space for him to quickly pump his cock before guiding it inside you.

… And oh my god.

He feels so good.

Him inside you is so fulfilling and healing. 

“You okay?”

You nod, mesmorized by the man he is.

“More than.”

With that, Jungkook kisses you and begins to fuck you. He thrusts in and out, making you feel his entire length with each stroke. Your body takes him in as if it’s welcoming him home. As he feeds you your craving, he picks up the pace. You wrap your legs around him, moaning from how good it feels as he buries himself in you. 

“F-fuck,” Jungkook hisses. “Love this. Feels so good.”

“Mhmm,” you whimper. “J-just like that!”

Jungkook continues to fuck you, drilling himself deeper and deeper. Soon, you’re chanting his name and his ego begins to boom.

Jungkook fucks you like he loves you… And you know it. You can feel it. To express so, you claw his back. Digging your nails deeper and deeper, holding him close.

“N-nghhh! I’m gonna cum—”

“Cum for me, pretty girl. You behaved so well,” he praises. “Proud of you.”

Your heart flutters. 

Then, your pussy clenches as you release. He feels it. Jungkook groans, accepting that this round will be over soon. There will be plenty more, for sure. As he pumps inside you lazily, cautious of being sensitive to your climax but also because he’s hitting his. 

Then, he creams your pussy. It oozes out, but he pumps himself a few more times to stuff you.

As he spills himself onto you, he lets out heavy breaths and collapses on top of you. You let him catch his breath there as you tangle your fingers in his hair. 

“I love you,” you confess. 

“Good… I was hoping you would.” Jungkook lets out a tired laugh. “I love you too, ___. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. You’re everything I’ve ever loved.”

You hold him tighter.

“I love you more.”

Jungkook bursts into laughter. “Love, we are not going to play that game.”

Tilting your head at him. “Why not? It’s true.”

“You think you love me more than I love you?”

“Mhmm.”

“Prove it.”

With that, Jungkook laughs as you shift position. Leaving him on his back, you climb on top and straddle him. As you lift yourself to guide his dick inside, he lets out a whiney moan. You are so sexy. You are quite literally his favourite part of living.

“I’ll prove it,” you accept the challenge. “Will you last though?”

Jungkook’s lips slight part, amazed and shocked at your initiative. In response, he relaxes and gestures at your body. There’s a tightness that overcomes his entire body. It’s mixed with excitement and relief. For the nth time, he gives in.

Jungkook folds.

Happily, he gives himself to you.

“With you? Forever.”

Forever.

After 3 rounds, you two call it a night. As you drift to sleep, Jungkook holds you. Before this, you two talked as much as you could and even began to make plans. There is an indescribable comfort in being with each other.

Upcoming dates.

Better ways to communicate.

Everything and anything in between—you two want it all.

As the rain pours, Jungkook finally shuts his eyes. He pulls you closer, kissing you for the final time tonight. There would be tomorrow to kiss you anyway.

Tomorrow and the day after that… And the day after that. And the days that follow—he’d do just that.

He can’t wait to kiss you forever.

To hold your hand forever.

To love you forever.

For the first time in a while, Jungkook finds rest. His heart stays still and feels loved. Besides, this is what he has wanted to be all along—

Close to you.

#bts smau #bts smut #jk smut #jungkook scenario #jungkook fanfic #jk x yn #jk x oc #jungkook uni au #jk fwb #bts fwb

[mymelodymia]

Hey hun ty for writing my request with the bullying one I love it bby I got another one for you I promise this one's better and pure fluff 💗 so basically our Mikey man works to mf hard he has a younger sister(sorry I like the sister and big brother relationships there cute asf) like 7-8 surprises mike from work she makes him dinner, makes him a cute little bath, to the best ability an 7-8 your old can do lmaoo and idk maybe saves up some of her allowance and gets Mike something super nice and he's not sure how and is probably like "Baby where did you get this??" I don't fucking know but super fluffy and adorable. Ily hun ty! ✌🏽💜

aww, thank you sm for saying that and requesting again!

Best baby sister // Mike Schmidt x young!sister!reader

**not a ship**

Summary: just fluffy big brother Mike 🥰

Warnings: none :']

Age: 7-8

A/N: "mikey man" very funny 🤭

+•°+*°•++•°+*°•+

You sat up in your small bed, you hopped up to say good morning to Mike. He was the only person in the world that mattered to you.

You walked into the kitchen and was greeted with the smell of bacon, you wrapped your small arms around him. He looked down at you, having not noticed you were there before.

He patted you on the back and returned to cooking. "Hi mike" you giggled, "morning y/n/n. How'd you sleep?" He asked you.

"Good" you answered, "good." He responded

"Thats what I just said" he chuckled at your comment, you were very sassy, of course.

"But i gotta go to work soon, okay?" He said strictly, pointing the spatula at you.

"Uuoohh, but why?" You complained "because, we need money right?" You groaned in response, you ate your breakfast with max instead. (Rude)

+•°+*°•+

there was one hour until Mike got home, you were playing with your dolls when you got the idea.

he works too hard, so you thought to treat him with a little something, you made him a very nutritious meal (microwaved mac n' cheese) and drew him a warm bath, overflowing with bubbles.

You also made a small fort in the living room, facing the tv. When you heard Mike's car pull in the driveway you ran out to him. You opened his door for him, and led him inside by your side.

You ran into the kitchen, passing the living room, Mike saw your fort and pointed at it. "Whats that?" He asked, but was quickly pulled away by you.

"Youre not allowed to see that yet." You said as you dragged him into the kitchen and sat him down. He chuckled as you sat across from him, a fork and knife in both hands, smiling from ear to ear.

You both ate your meals and you led him to the bathroom. He looked down at you, and kneeled down to hug you.

You shut the door and waited in the living room. He eventually emerged from the hall in a comfy sweater and soft pants.

He climed into the fort after you signaled for him too come in. He lied down on his stomach beside you, you both continued to watch cartoons for a while.

You rested your head on his shoulder, he wrapped his arms around you tight.

He pecked you a few times before taking one of the many blankets in the fort and putting it over both of you.

You snuggled into his chest, his warmth comforting you as you listened to his heartbeat, you fell asleep soon after.

+•°+*°•+

The next morning after he left, you went out with max to surprise him, you had been saving up for months to buy him this. You handed the cashier tons of quarters to pay.

You folded it neatly and set it in a small gift bag. When he got home you gave it to him immediately, shoving it in his face.

He took it out carefully as max left to go home. He gasped as he read it. "Do you like it?" You asked as he kept staring at the hoodie that also had the words 'best big bro' on it.

"Do i like it? Of course i do! I like everything you give me!" He said picking you up. "But, how'd you get it baby?"

"Ive been saving up on my allowance! And searching the streets for some loose change" you said in a raspy voice, making a funny face as well.

He put it on and you both ordered a pizza, and you gave the delivery man the last quarter you had as a tip.

You ate three pieces before you complained about being to full. You fell asleep in Mikes lap while he was playing with your hair. He picked you up and tucked you into bed. Placing a kiss to your forehead.

He went to sleep smiling, still wearing the hoodie, of course he wouldn't tell you that he worked at the shop you bought it from and saw you get it for him but, he was still over the moon nonetheless.

+•°+*°•+

Tags

@white-wolf-buckaroo //

#mike schmidt #mike schmidt fnaf #mike schmidt x sister reader #mike schmidt fluff #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x you #little!reader #child!reader #x you fluff #fluff #fnaf movie #fnaf x you #fnaf #anonymous #answered

[alqssv]

SKZ Reaction to a S/O with a big bum || headcanons (Hyung Line)

Maknae Line

Hyung Line

Bang chan:

• have y’all seen this man’s bum

• y’all are in the big ass club

• OKAY LETS BE SERIOUS RN

• I think he wouldn’t care if you have a big or small bum

• he would love you either way <3

• but that doesn’t stop him from lightly smacking your bum randomly lmaoo

• But would never be rough about it I don’t see him there

• All in all wouldn’t care that much but would sometimes slap it for fun or when he’s horny

Minho:

• HAVE Y‘ALL SEEN THE AMOUNT OF TIMES MINHO HAS SLAPPED THE MEMBERS BUTTS (98% han’s butt lmao)

• will absolutely slap the shit out of your butt to tease you

• will absolutely have no mercy

• it will actually turn into a game, whoever of you slaps the others butt the most and hardest wins

• i can imagine him slapping your butt also in bed

• one word:

• doggy style

• he’s so freaky bye

Binnie:

• omg

• so

• he will absolutely tease you about it

• but never in a bad way!

• i think he’s a groper and not a slapper

• will grope it at random times lmao

• and will be gentle about to <3

• he’s so boyfriend material bye

• unpopular opinion: i can‘t really see him being overly sexual about it tbh

• unless you grind against him

• this boy ain’t no playing

• you will finish what you started

• there‘s no other way

Hyunjin:

• lord have mercy

• this man

• i swear

• you‘re done

• i mean it

• just like Minho will have no mercy about it

• but instead partly doing it for fun, he will do it because he’s so turned on

• omg did that just rhyme

• or is it too late

• i should sleep

• as I said your bum is such a big turn on for him

• will fuck the shit out of you from behind

• and slaps your ass till it’s reder than chans hair used to be

• sorry had to crack that joke

• oh god

• off topic: but have y‘all seen that pre-debut hyunjin had a lip piercing???

• i actually died seeing it

• he’s so himbo

• imagine him wearing his lip piercing and you feeling it while he’s eating you out

* OKAY BYE

authors note: uhm omg okay that was the first time writing something by myself after reading headcanons myself since 3 years!! I hope you liked it and let me know if you want a part 2 with the Maknae line ^^ also feel free to leave some suggestion in my inbox!

take care!

- liss 0_o

#skz #skz smut #skz reactions #bang chan smut #bang chan #chan smut #chan fluff #bang chan fluff #lee know #lee know smut #lee know fluff #changbin #changbin smut #changbin fluff #hyunjin #hyunjin smut #hyunjin fluff

[sips-tea-cutely]

If it's not a problem, can I request Poe, Dazai and Chuuya comforting their small chested fem s/o? Smut or fluff is fine!

Poe, Dazai, and Chuuya with a small-chested s/o

a/n: me when i handle rejection because she said “no pls why do i have to hold her hand” so u wait for her to finish her assignment so she’ll text u again and then u accidentally fall in love w dazai again

#edgar allan poe

just doesn’t have an idea at all at how to approach this

would probably think about it while he’s sleeping and when he wakes up makes the decision to buy a dress that compliments curves and w his paycheck it’s probably made of woven gold 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

he’d leave it on your bed with a note “date at 4? ill come to get you”

honestly its just a very casual date???? he’s wearing his normal attire and you’re wearing this most-likely ¥10,000 dress with a loosely knitted jacket, be careful bestie u might get robbed 💀💀💀

my first idea for poe was what if he made a book and then u read it and ur boobs got bigger and the mystery of the book was u have to figure out how they got bigger i cant take myself seriously

#osamu dazai

all boobs are so hot to him, he is for the most part bitchless 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

at first he’d probably think it’s a little silly yk but since it’s one of your insecurities, he’d still think about how it matters to your feelings

he understands your feelings of insecurity but he’d also not know how to approach it so he’d instead suffocate himself in them and praise them like a gift from god

he sleeps on them. wherever you are, if dazai is tired, he’s throwing all his weight onto you, probably has to slouch just for that experience too LMAOO

bet he’s semi-consensually???? groping you 👎👎👎👎👎 the agency most likely has to host a sexual harassment in the work place and then dazai makes the argument “but she’s my girlfriend WTF”, it’s just a disaster oftentimes

#chuya nakahara

takes this VERY seriously, he made the relation that it’s like his insecurity about his height and now he’s gonna do anything to make it better

tight clothes? make sure it’s silk; expensive lingerie? anything to make you feel confident; implants??? hey baby, did you know mori is a surgeon…

something that i can imagine so vividly is just chuuya hugging you from the back and lifting his arms till theyre under your boobs i dont know why

whenever you’re feeling insecure, you can 100% count on chuuya to start listing the thousands of things that make him grovel at your feet hes so down bad guys

best bf out of all of them, OUT OF THE BSD VERSE

#mod maki #bungo stray dogs #dazai osamu #bungou stray dogs #bungou gay dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd #bsd x reader #osamu dazai #osamu dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara x reader #edgar allan poe #edgar allan poe x reader

[muffinsin]

Hello muffin. Had a really stupid idea I just had to share. How about all three of the sisters having a crush on Donna and trying to seduce her but failing epically. Just three homicidal extroverted lunatics trying to seduce a rather shy introvert in all the wrong ways. With Donna thinking they are threatening her or something. Angie and the others all watching and not saying anything as the comedic potential is high. I don't know just complete misunderstandings all around. What do you think?

Thinking this has full on meme potential XD. Wishing I could draw to make art out of the chaotic scenarios that could stem from this lmaoo🙊

Let’s get into it! :)

Masterlists

Bela

Now, Bela has always been encouraged to take what she wants by her mother

Naturally, this must include Donna, right?

Now, there is a fair share of maidens at the castle hoping to woo the eldest sister

Not that she has time for any of this

She always turns them down, though uses their failed attempts as teachings

What’s so hard? An invitation to a date, then talking of shared interests. Piece of cake!

Never has she attempted to woo someone. But, she has an ego. She knows she’ll do amazing

What could go wrong?

Well, for one that Bela enters breaks into the Beneviento gardens in her search of the lord without really knowing what causes could follow

She seems to have forgotten that Donna is, despite her timid manner, quite powerful. And so is her entire region

There is a reason Mother wouldn’t let her and her sisters hunt in this region…

Disoriented, almost high on pollen, and absolutely out of it by the flowers planted nearly everywhere, Bela swarms face first into Donna, who believes she truly did experience a heart attack just then

Slurry words fall from her lips, something alongside dinner?

Donna is sweating under her veil. Is the huntress before her threatening her?

Will she be dinner?!

She is overly alert of Bela’s sharp teeth peeking out from behind her lips. As well as the scent of blood surrounding her

Will she be her next victim?

Apparently not, for Bela falls face first into her, the pollen of various cadou-infested flowers entirely too much

Maybe she should have asked to come. Maybe then Donna would have told her about a safer passage through the gardens, without the many flowers

Nonetheless, Donna is almost completely still under her, having been too lost in thought to catch Bela

Or well; catch her she did…with her body

The blonde quite literally falls on top of her, her unconscious, heavy body on the dollmaker

Of course, Donna is too shy to attempt to wake the sleeping blonde

She considers reaching out to Angie, but merely hears a snicker in return. Of course she’d find this funny

Is this her fate now?, the shy dollmaker wonders, with her clothes dirtied by mud and breath smelling of blood and toothpaste blown in her face with each exhale coming from Bela’s mouth

Cassandra

She’s always been intrigued by Donna, always

However- she isn’t the best at wooing someone. She wants a person, she takes them. That’s how she plays

Also, most practically throw themselves at her, if they don’t run away

So- how to woo a lady of the village?

She doesn’t think on it for too long, instead goes for what she thinks will work best: gifts!

Now, some might consider flowers or chocolate sweet gifts. Not Cassandra. They bore her to death

Surely Donna will agree!

Well…

When Donna awakens to find a bunch of foxes trapped in a cage in front of her house, she isn’t too happy

Quickly, she releases the animals and watches them scurry off

The next day, its pigeons, ten of them, their small legs tied to a stick they can’t seem to lift

Donna, with her heart beating worriedly, is quick to undo the string connecting them and watches as they fly off

What is happening?

Hmm, Cassandra thinks, it seems the doll maker isn’t fond of living things

No matter. Cassandra is thrilled by this!

No problem at all! Donna will love her next gift!

Well, not quite…instead the dollmaker is nearly petrified from her shock and fear when she opens her front door again and finds a large, dead wolf out front

It’s huge, and would make for a lot of lei in the village. The sight of it has her feel a little nauseous though

Then, it’s dead rats dropped at her windows at random times during the day

When one of them turns out to be alive, the otherwise mute dollmaker lets out a yelp, and quickly brings it to safety

After, it’s a whole lycan! She takes forever, even with the help of her dolls, to get rid of it

She screams hoarsely when she opens her garden door once and is face to face with the sharp teeth of a varcolac, dead with its mouth open and fangs bared for her

She shivers, though- she can make some good fortune on it

(Which she normally doesn’t need, though she likes to get herself flowers and materials on her own at times)

Yet the worst is to come, when she opens her front door one morning and finds a dead black bear out front

The poor thing is still warm…

Are these all threats?!, she wonders

Angie is barely any help, instead points out writing at the stomach of the large animal

She dares turn it over to read Cassandra’s message carved into the poor thing’s belly:

“I’ve got my eye on you”

Donna gulps

Daniela

She has been told she is delusional before. Once or twice, maybe

Ah, and what a silly thing to say it is!

Until…Daniela falls for the mysterious lady of the mountain and waterfall, lady Beneviento

Naturally, Donna must love her too, the youngest Dimitrescu daughter is under the impression everyone does

She just knows Donna is blushing under her veil when she sees her!

She goes with traditional courting methods

Flowers, dinner invitations, kisses, affection…

When Daniela appears behind Donna randomly as she works outside her house, she jumps so hard she drops her small hand shovel into the waterfall

She wonders, if this keeps up, will she fall down as a whole one time?

Daniela finds this hilarious. She giggles happily at it

Donna grasps her own chest, as though to catch her breath and stop panting

Daniela’s wild and fast movements do nothing to calm her

Then, flowers are thrust into her hand and a kiss is placed to her veiled cheek

Daniela giggles, her hands cupping Donna’s cheeks through the garment covering her face

“Don’t worry, my sweet, I’ll be back!”, she coos, teases

Then, Daniela swarms off, and leaves the dollmaker flustered, confused, and partially scared

This happens every day

Sometimes, Donna plants the flowers given to her. Sometimes she puts them in vases

They’re beautiful, even if Daniela’s wild nature has her on edge

She anticipates her visit every day, and yet is never prepared

Sometimes Daniela appears in her greenhouse. She doesn’t know how she comes in there

One time, she drops down from the roof when Donna steps outside

She nearly gives the doll maker a heart attack! Donna has instinctively called all her dolls…

And Angie stares and huffs as she watches Donna freeze when another kiss is just pressed to her cheek, while Daniela drops a crown made of leaves on top of her covered head…with her bare hands

…Donna wonders if the redhead knows its nettle leaves..ah, Daniela is bound to notice sometime. She swarms off before Donna can warn her- not that she would’ve been brave enough to speak up anyway

Often, her cheeks adapt a pink colour under the veil, and Donna absolutely panics whenever Daniela decides to randomly show affection

When she wraps her arms around the dollmaker one time as she kisses her cheek goodbye, Donna is certain this is the end

The grip is tight on the petite dollmaker, and yet she survives

Somehow

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #donna beneviento #weird anon

[dilucsfav]

SUBBBB DILUC BABYYYYY pls like a really good bj or anything 🙏

HI GORG, SAW THIS ASK N I HAD TO DO IT LIKE IMMEDIATELY IM SORRY HSSKKDHSH (usually i do them in order but i’m so sorry i couldn’t resist bbg diluc)

i’m sorry for not really posting any new writing for a little while- i hate pulling the mental health card on y’all literally every time but that’s honestly the reason for my breaks and i’m so sorry </333 im really really trying LMAOO and i love writing sm so i hate how i can’t write well when my brain hates me and overwhelms me

anyways…

sub diluc is so hot, so so so everything we need and didn’t ask for frfr— i wrote him so submissive, so patient n so desperate at the same time, so down bad for the reader and and and and

I HAVE SO MANY ASKS I FEEL SO HAPPY CUZ THERES SO MANY GOOD ONES (there are still so many cyno ones, i’m sorry cyno lovers i’ll feed you soon)

but tonight,, instead of making smart choices, such as sleeping, i have decided to write a one shot of my fav bbg ENJOYY

Plead (sub!Diluc x dom!reader)

warning(s): nsfw!!

words count: 779

“A-Archons,” Diluc’s eyes wandered up and down your body, his hands running down your legs slowly, savoring the way your skin felt against his fingers. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

He was practically drooling over you— staring up at you, eyes shamefully taking any glance of your body that it could possibly receive, his breath almost stopping at the sight he was practically blessed with; his partner, dressed in inviting and suggestive clothing, eyes narrowed down at the begging man, barely a curl on your lips. You fought a chuckle as you gracefully held your wrist out, giving nonverbal permission for Diluc to kiss you.

His eyes widened, taking the kind offer you gave him. Holding your forearm, carefully, slowly, almost cautiously; the man started to kiss you. A small peck on your wrist that gently guided up your arm. Your heart practically fluttered as his lips pressed against the fragrance on our skin. You almost allowed yourself to fall short of the plans of spoiling him for the night.

You moved your hand away from him, his eyes showing disappointment as your arm lay back at your side. His fingers were at a loss on where to go, if not met by the texture of your skin and the comfort of holding your body.

“Stand up,” you commanded, gazing down at his flustered face and engaging trance locked onto you. His body immediately stood, staring down at your figure sitting on the bed expectantly, waiting for you to say something.

You looked up at him, almost cracking a smirk as you laid your hands on his hips. You slowly bit your lip when you saw his expression turn into shock, your fingers meeting the button of his pants.

“Are you comfortable, Luc?” Your eyes scanned his flushed expression, your thumb pressing against the button.

“Yes,” he practically choked on his words, his eyes pleading and pupils dilating with intent, “please. Please, (Y/N) darling.”

The loud unzipping of his pants coated the silence. You took your time pushing his pants down, narrowing your eyes up to his expression that started to get needy.

You gave his erection one look and then your eyes met back with Diluc’s again. His eyes never left yours, drool threatening the edges of his lips. His brows furrowed in confusion at your sudden stop.

“Did- did I do something?” His weak voice asked, a nervous edge in his words. You barely smirked, your pointer finger tracing his hips.

“Oh, no, no. Nothing like that,” you assured him, sighing deeply and whispering, “want you to beg for it, love.”

As embarrassed as he already was, he wasn’t expecting a command such as that from you. But nevertheless, he didn’t hesitate in his cries.

“P-please,” he started, his voice barely audible, “please touch me, (Y/N). Wanna- need to feel your touch…” he trailed off, the desperation and grogginess in his voice filtering his pleads. “Please don’t make me wait.”

You gave him a satisfied smile, closing your eyes and leaning forward to kiss his tip, expressing what a good job he had done. You took his dick in between your fingers, your mouth meeting it as you went straight to work.

Diluc’s large hands gripped the roots of your hair, his groans already meeting your ears. He pulled your head forward even more, allowing you to take even more of him. You gagged, grabbing his hips and pressing your fingernails into his skin, almost to tell him this is going at my pace, not yours.

The grip on your hair loosened after this. You smiled and started sucking at his cock, your eyes meeting up to him innocently.

His expression was picture-perfect; he already looked so fucked out, his brows creased and his jaw hanging open. Even as lustful his thoughts were, he still stared at you in absolute admiration and love.

With a few more pumps of your hands and movements of your tongue, you swallowed down the cum that was released in your mouth, his pants and heavy breathing slowly tamming.

You wiped your mouth, taking his hand and kissing his scarred knuckles. “You did wonderful.”

“Thank you, darling.” He smiled, his tired eyes looking at you as he zipped his pants back, sitting next to you. He took your hips, picking you up and straddling your legs around his waist. He held your lower back, pressing your body against his on his lap.

He closed his eyes, rocking you back and forth almost like you were a baby. You smiled, the sappiness in his actions melting your heart as you wrapped your arms around him, holding the man you loved dearly.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin fanfic #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #diluc x reader #genshin imagines #master diluc #genshin diluc #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc imagines #diluc fluff #diluc headcanons #diluc x y/n #diluc ragnvindr #diluc smut #diluc #diluc x gender neutral reader #diluc scenarios #diluc x you

[mlm-writer]

Wrapped Around My Finger (Scott Lang x GN!Reader)

Pairing: Scott Lang x Gender Neutral Reader Rating: General audiences Words: 1492 POV: Second Summary: You and Scott have a date at build-a-bear Note: I have seen this man only in the Antman movies and idc what happens in the crossover movies. I ain't watching em. Tags: fluff, return of my OC Daylen (only real members of the Thicc Court remember him), build-a-bear, established relationship and mentioned accidental fisting (just putting the tag here to fuck with y'all lmaoo)

All it took was one look. Just one look and you were in love. Just one look and Scott could not imagine a life without him. ‘Him’ being the frog at build-a-bear. “Look!” You both exclaimed before you even entered the bright-lit store. You looked at each other, looked at where you were pointing and like a cartoon you both realised you were in perfect sync. 

Your boyfriend almost trampled a toddler to get to the frogs. He pulled out two lime green, limp plushies from the basket and held them up next to his head. You two did not even bother bringing Cassie along to pretend you were going for her. You swerved around the poor, startled toddler to take one of the frogs from Scott. “They are so cute,” you scream-whispered, trying to hold onto some sense of adulthood. He nodded in agreement. “Shouldn’t we look at other options as well?” You questioned. Scott closed his eyes and shook his head aggressively. You giggled, getting the point; you two were going to bring these two frogs home. 

You already agreed before coming here you would add a voice message to each other’s plushie. Scott brought the one for you to the other side of the store so you would not hear it until later. You stared at the small device, still no clue what you were going to say. You just pressed the record button, hoping your heart would speak for you. “Scotty bear,” you started, “you may drool on me any day and I will never get angry at you for shoving your whole fist into my mouth while you sleep. Love you.” You giggled when you were done. What an odd thing to say, but you meant every word of it. When you returned to the lady that helped you out with it, you found her smiling from ear to ear with Scott. “He said something really stupid, didn’t he?” You questioned as you switched devices with Scott. 

She shook her head, while trying to hide her toothy smile behind her hand. “You’ll love it, trust me,” she reassured you, before sending you on your way to the filling machine. You did the whole shebang with making a wish and putting a heart inside, before going on to dress up your frogs. There were several Avengers outfits to pick from, but no Antman. Scott was a little salty about it and he did a piss poor job at hiding it too. You would write a hearty letter to build-a-bear later. 

In the end your frogs were wearing both very jolly outfits, but they did not match at all. You joked about it, while you were filling in the information for the birth certificates. The date ended in a rather sorrowful moment, when the cashier rang up your purchases. You felt your bank account weep as you reached for your wallet, but Scott had his credit card already out. “Come on, I could use a bite to eat.” He suddenly sounded very off. You supposed he wanted to make the grand gesture of paying, but also felt his bank balance plummet to subterranean levels. You mentally vowed to pay for lunch. 

You were not sure whether Scott was penniless or not, because he was suddenly very particular about lunch, but still did not pick the cheapest option. Instead you found yourself in one of your favourite cafés. It was relatively cheap, had sockets under the tables to charge your phone and the lunch menu had the best wraps in the world on it. Your favourite waiter was working today. You smiled widely at Daylen as he approached your table. “Welcome back,” he almost sang, ever the chipper college student. You sometimes worried if he was really that merry or if his bright smile was a secret cry for help. 

Daylen never asked you for your name, so you were pretty sure he had no idea what it was. To be fair, you only knew his because of his name tag. “The house special wraps, twice?” He asked while writing it down already on the classic good old notepad he carried with him. He always had one with a Sanrio character on it.

You huffed a laugh. “Of course.” Daylen looked up from his Keroppi notepad and winked at you, assuring you he knew what drink to get too. Before he left, he gave Scott a wink too. “I feel like I have become boring, always ordering the same thing here,” you sighed as you reached into your bag to grab your phone charger. You plugged it in and then grabbed your cheerfully clad frog. “Time to listen to the messages?” 

“Me first!” Scott exclaimed as he hastily grabbed his. You laughed at his enthusiasm. He held his frog close and squeezed around until he found the soundbox. ‘Scotty bear, you may drool on me any day and I will never get angry at you for shoving your whole fist into my mouth while you sleep. Love you,’ your voice came out from the green plushie. He chuckled, hiding his face behind his hand, the very one that your message was about. “That happened once!” He exclaimed, defending himself. 

“But you drool on me daily!” You countered. Scott reached around the table to give you a playful slap. “Hey! I said I don’t mind,” you added, before realising how loud you were being. Well, it was not like it was busy here. 

“Ok, time for you to squeeze your build-a-bear!” Scott loudly proclaimed. You frowned at him, but you were really curious what your frog had to say to you. You looked down at your frog and felt around until you found where to squeeze.

‘Hey sweetheart, today we are at build-a-bear, building frogs.’  There was a nervous chuckle. ‘Today it is frogs, but in the past years you have built me a better man. I’ll take you to the place where I fell in love with you later and I will ask you to build me into a husband. Please say yes. I love you.’

Your mouth fell open as Scott fumbled while getting off his chair. A box came out of nowhere. You turned your head to see Daylen toss it to Scott, the rest of the regular café staff filming the occasion. Scott barely caught it and you put your frog on the table while getting up, your hands covering your gaping mouth. “I know this is not our first date spot,” Scott started when he finally got on one knee, “but I actually don’t remember where that was.” What a great start. “Back then, I did not know what you would mean to me.” He sounded like he was about to cry and you already felt the tears pool in the corners of your eyes. “But I do remember when you took me here for the first time and forced me to try the wraps. I remember the first time I saw you eat them like they were the best thing in the world and I could not for the life of me figure out what made these ordinary wraps so special- I’m sorry Daylen.”

Scott briefly looked away from you to apologise to the waiter. “You’re ruining your own proposal!” Daylen yelled back and waved with his hand to Scott to make him go back to a very important milestone in his life. 

“Yes! Sorry!” He turned his head back to you and tried to open the box in his hand only to drop it on the floor. “Sorry! Uh… wraps! Yes!” He fumbled as he was clearly off track from his script. He had grabbed the box and went back to opening it while looking at you. “That’s when I fell in love, wait no, that’s not what I wrote down-” 

He dropped the box again. You bent down and grabbed it. You opened it for him and pressed it in his hands, holding them for a little moment. “Breathe,” you whispered. “I don’t need a beautiful speech. I always love to hear what you have to say,” you said a little louder, before letting go and straightening your back. 

Scott took a deep breath, before holding the ring up. “A couple of years back, I saw you eat wraps and I thought to myself ‘I want to make you even happier than these wraps do’. I don’t know if I’m there yet, but I promise to do my best every day for the rest of my life. So marry me? Please?” You wiped the tears off your cheeks and nodded, while holding a hand out. Scott put the ring on your finger and rose to his feet to kiss you. Applause and cheers exploded around you, Daylen’s quite possibly the loudest and when the waiter is out of earshot, you’ll tell Scott that he had surpassed the wraps a long time ago already. 

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[elsfairy]

So uh, you got any headcannons on Sevika sucking reader's tits?? Like, not even in a sexual/erotic way. I meant like, sucking the nipples just because; aside from her being obviously obsessed their tits, it kinda relaxes both of them to have this kind of moment and the overall intimacy of ducking her head under reader's shirt to have skin to skin contact with said tits seals the deal. Maybe Vika having cute aggression and leaving bite marks on the boob's skin??

Bro, i would ascend if that were me. Also, kinda out of it cuz of sleep deprivation, so if anything sounds weird, ignore it lmaoo😂😂😂🩷

I absolutely love your writing, love how you treat the wholesome, relationship intimacy outside of the sexual aspect. You're the reason my standards are this high😌💅🏻

───── DEVOTED

I think it would be something that came a little later into your relationship with Sevika. Maybe a few months before she randomly starts to start her small habit.

Would probably try doing it discreetly at the start, although I don't think her sucking your tits discreetly is ever going to work, but she tries her best, poor soul.

At first, you didn't really think much of it. You were used to the random things she would do, just sometimes you couldn't quite expect what she was going to do next.

It happened once when she got home from work, all stressed and tired. She had missed you the whole day, and without you near, made her miss you even more.

You're very used to her just randomly undressing you for bed, but it was slightly weird for her to not do that, and instead just shoves her head under your shirt the minute she climbs into the bed with you.

"Vika, what are you doing baby?"

"Nothing, just missed you today"

Always gentle with you, never being too rough but also won't do it to just tease you. It was a way of comfort and she wanted you to just relax, and be comfortable.

Loves to massage your hips whenever she leaves soft, gentle kisses on your tits. they were light, but she put her all into giving you the love and affection you deserve.

Has a habit of biting your nipple hard the first time. Which always ends up with you slapping her head, but she just chuckles and soothes the pain with her tongue, every time she did it.

Can always find previous bite marks and hickeys left on your boobs from a week ago, she enjoyed your tits a little too much but you didn't mind.

Will 100% retrace said marks just so you will remember them whenever she's working or not at home.

If her mouth is occupied with one tit, then of course her hand is already occupied with the other, pinching your nipple carefully. Never leave one alone, they both deserve attention, at the same time.

Enjoyed the small hums and gasps that left your lips, and how you moved around to get more comfortable.

Your hands always find their way into her hair, pulling and tugging.

Sevika's messy most of the time, but moments like these? She takes her time, she doesn't want to rush anything purely because she loves to see and feel your body relax under her touch, her kisses against the swell of your tits.

Might be a little obsessed with sucking your nipples. She's in love with them honestly, she's too far gone to stop.

Adores the way you blush whenever she slowly flicks your nipple with her tongue and the way you shudder, gripping just a little harder onto her hair.

Don't be fooled, she's probably resting her face right on your tits for a while before she even gets to work on them. They were soft and comfortable to her.

"How many this time?"

"An extra 4. Your tits look pretty with my marks"

Admires every mark she's made that night, squeezing your breast just lightly. She knew they were sensitive most of the time.

Believe it or not but she's always got fucking spit running down her chin when she looks up at you, grinning.

"Hi, Sweetheart"

"Hi, baby"

this will probably sound insane but, that shit relaxes the fuck outta me, like it fr doesn't even have to be something sexual, it can just bring a couple closer together. Or the mere contact of them together, it's fucking helpful and comforting, especially if you're stressed.

Thank you for reading my work and for your kind words, it means a lot to me, baby ♡ sorry this took so long :(

#my asks #sevika imagine #sevika x you #arcane sevika #sevika #sevika x reader #sevika arcane #sevika headcanon

[accio-sriracha]

Fight me - Part Two!!

A drarry microfic, you can find the first part here: <3

Written at the special request of @plus-tax !!

(Sorry it took so long, I was on sleep medication and fell asleep halfway through writing this lmaoo, hope you enjoy!)

~~~♤~~~

He let the doors slam shut behind him, his legs carrying him forward in Potter's footsteps without a second thought.

"You shouldn't have come after me." Potter's voice was cold. Draco huffed as he came to a stop halfway down the corridor from him,

"Don't act surprised. You knew I'd follow you." He shot back.

The long silence that stretched between them was different now, lighter without the weight of all of their peers.

"You're right, I did." Potter conceded.

"You don't usually give in this easy." Draco worried for a split moment it was happening again. He worried Potter was going to retreat into himself, numb to the outside world, refusing to stick up for himself even out of self preservation.

"There's no point in lying to you, Malfoy." Potter turned to face him and Draco was thrilled to see his eyes were still very much alive.

"Then tell me the truth."

Potter stared at him, those eyes that were so full of the fire Draco always admired studied his face,

"Why do you care so much about what happens to me?" He asked instead, "Why did you need to see a reaction so badly?"

"You know why." He repeated.

Potter didn't relent, still scanning his expression, searching for something. Draco wondered what he would find there.

"Humor me." He whispered.

"Because you're you." Draco replied immediatley.

And it was obvious, wasn't it? Why shouldn't Draco care about what happens to Potter?

After everything that was said and done between them, after everything that wasn't said or done... was it that hard to believe Draco would worry about him?

He felt that intensity spark between them again, the one he'd spent half his life running from, fearing more than anything else. This wasn't a way one should feel about their enemies. But then... they were never really on opposing sides were they?

"Meaning?" Potter asked when he'd given up on waiting for further explanation.

Draco sighed and turned away from him to continue down the corridor.

It gave way to a bridge with beautiful archways overlooking the hills beneath them. He leaned over the stone, resting his elbows on the frame and letting the slight wind cool his face,

"You're not someone anyone can forget about, Potter. What you've done for the world... what you've done for me-" He broke off, shaking his head, "I can't just sit by and watch you destroy yourself. You let everyone talk down to you. You let them speak your name like it leaves a bad taste in their mouth. Like you owe them and not the other way around."

"I care about you because the Potter I know would have never given up. He would have never stopped helping those who needed it or proving that it's okay to just be normal sometimes. I care because no matter how tired you got of all of the fighting and the running and the war: you never stopped laughing and having hope and being alive either. You were famous, yeah, but even then you were always still just... you."

Potter stayed silent, watching him with that same intensity. Draco gathered every bit of courage he had left and took a step forward to close the distance between them,

"I care about you, Potter. What that changes is your decision. Just know the option's out there, yeah?"

Potter made a quiet humming sound and leaned forward, his hand holding the stone for support.

Draco wasn't sure how to feel about their closeness; about the knowledge that he could reach out and touch Potter's face if he wanted to.

He was surprised, however, by the realization that maybe he did want to.

"Do you think it's weird that I care about you too?" Potter asked softly. His breath was warm in the cool winter air, the feeling of it fanning out across Draco's skin gave him shivers that had nothing to do with the temperature.

Draco felt his lips twitch into a smile, "Stranger things have happened." He replied simply.

"None stranger than this." Potter gestured between them, a challenge to the arch in his eyebrow.

"Are you honestly telling me you didn't see this coming?" Draco couldn't keep the amusement out of his tone.

Potter considered that for a moment, than gave a small smile of his own, "I can't say I never expected it." He paused as he took in Draco's smug expression and jumped to defend himself, "Well it doesn't help when you say things like 'You know why' whenever I ask why you care so much."

Draco laughed again, the sound that echoed back to him was something he almost didn't recognize, it was so... free.

"You do know though, don't you?" Draco asked. The echo this time carried a hint of hopefulness. He wasn't sure it went by unnoticed,

"I do." Potter agreed after a long moment. His voice so quiet it barely picked up over the wind.

The feeling that settled netween them now was anything but light.

"I believe a customary 'I told you so' is in order, then." Draco smiled, trying to eae the mood. Potter gave a reluctant sigh,

"Yes, yes, whatever. You're acting far too superior for a guy who just had my wand pressed to his throat in front of the entire school." But he was laughing too, the sound was equally freeing and made Draco's chest tighten in a way it never had before.

"Maybe I feel superior because out of everyone else in that hall..." He hesitated, "It's me you're standing out here with."

Potter watched him, and there was something behind the fire in his eyes now, a different kind of passion Draco couldn't place,

"Maybe I prefer it this way too." He whispered back, "Maybe there's nobody else in there I'd rather be standing with."

Draco wasn't sure when they started whispering, or when his heart had started slamming in his chest. He blamed it on the running he did earlier to catch up to Potter, but he could tell from the way it spiked with every glance Potter took towards his lips that wasn't entirely true.

"We should probably go back, they must think we've killed each other by now or something."

Potter nodded, "Yeah, we probably should."

Neither of them moved, Potter's eyes never left Draco's face.

"So when you say you... care about me...?" Draco started after they had been staring at each other for a little longer than he'd care to admit.

Potter nodded for him to go on but he couldn't find the right words. He wasn't even sure what he was trying to ask. Potter spared him, clearing his throat and glancing out into the beautiful view expanding out as far as either of them could see.

Draco couldn't seem to bring himself to care for it, his eyes glued to Potter's face, to the lively expressions he'd missed so dearly. He was still gaunt, the dark circles beneath his eyes and sunken cheeks still prominent. But his eyes... they gave him life.

"I think you're the only one who ever really sees me. I think you're the only one who knows just what to say to me to snap me out of whatever I'm going through. I think you're exactly who you always were, and not like anything anyone ever expects you to be."

"How do you mean?" Draco whispered.

"People think you're cold, unfazed, this... this untouchable son of a Death Eater." He shook his head, turning back now to meet Draco's eyes, "But you're not. You're not any of those things. You're one of the smartest, most ambitious people I've ever met. Even withdrawn you're full of poise and manners, you've got more restraint in a single interaction than I've ever managed in a lifetime. You're full of warmth, and you care, you really care about everyone close to you. I've seen how you are with Parkindon, she's like a sister to you. I can see how much you love her. You have this mask but I can tell you're not really unaffected. I mean, you reached out to me today, didn't you? Clearly this bothered you- worried you- enough. You're good, Malfoy. I know you are. You've saved me on more than one occasion, even though it could have cost you your life."

"And as for untouchable?" Draco pressed. Potter rolled his eyes at the coy smile easing its way onto his lips,

"Well... you're not entirely untouchable either." He muttered.

"Oh, is that what you think?" Draco asked, tilting his head to the side and regarding Potter in this new, playful light. The banter between them came easily, as it always has, a second nature that eased the ache of tension threatening to tear them apart.

"Yes, it is."

"Prove it." He whispered.

He waited, his breath caught somewhere between his lungs and his throat. Every muscle in his body frozen, waiting for Potter's response.

His eyes fell to Draco's lips, he licked his own in a swift, almost subconscious movement, "Maybe I will." He mumbled.

It only took a single breath longer before they were kissing.

Draco's arms lifted up to wrap around his shoulders immediatley, the release of pressure so great he worried he was going to faint from relief.

Potter held him, his own arm wrapped securely around Draco's waist, his other hand moving from the stone to tangle in his hair.

And in that moment, Draco knew that nothing would ever be the same between them.

"I hope you know I still think you're an arse for causing such a big scene earlier." Potter whispered when he broke the kiss.

"Of course you do." Draco shook his head fondly. Potter smiled,

"Git."

"Scarhead."

And they stood there, beaming at each other for a short while longer. Just long enough for Draco to take in the sight of how much better Potter looked when he was truly happy, before he pulled them into another long kiss.

And nothing would ever be the same. Well... almost nothing.

#drarry #draco malfoy #harry potter #harry x draco #draco x harry #the babies #part two #drarry microfic #drarry fluff #obsessed with them

[l3m0ncyan]

New to Life | Chapter 13

MoonKnight System x Hispanic! Latina! Teen! Reader

Warning: Teen drinking, Vomit lmaoo, men being weird

Masterlist

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Y/N sat in the passenger seat of the white pearly cab. Jake kept his sight on the road, remaining silent throughout the car ride. She looked outside, and it was still dark out. Glancing at the analog clock on the radio it was 1:49am

She was only awake in order to keep the destruction of her and the other two alters safe. If it wasn’t in jeopardy, she would have ignored Jake Lockley.

“So why do you need my help again?” She finally broke the silence.

He didn't look at her, instead opening the glove compartment and pulling out a tan file, which he handed to her.

Nothing was written on it, despite her expectation that it would have a case number or the words "CLASSIFIED" in bold lettering.

She paused before peering inside, where she found documents and news articles, but at the top of the pile was a square photograph of a man with stubble and a low ponytail. He appeared to be in his final years of college.

"Okay, what about him?” She shrugged and motioned to the file on her lap.

"Keep looking through it," Jake groaned.

“It would be easier for you to just tell me…” She mumbled.

Y/N did as she was told and flipped through the file's pages. She read the articles and noticed how each one mentioned a cybercrime occurring in different parts of London, far apart from one another. The majority of those were small business owners and middle-class citizens.

“So he’s robbing people virtually?”

“Yes”

"I still don't see why you need my help, he's literally scrawny, and I bet you can take this guy down by yourself," Y/N leaned back.

"I know that, but he is very paranoid. College students are the only ones who can approach him." He cast a glance at her. "Usually, girls with an American accent"

"Hell no," she said as she closed the file, seeing where it was going.

“Y/N,” Jake said firmly.

"No; he's creepy, and me and Mania have only fought ordinary criminals." Like purse snatchers." She drew her arms across her chest.

“Mania?” Jake tossed a quick glance at her before returning his attention to the road, "You named the parasite?"

“Parasite?!”

"Uh, it doesn't like being called that, you ought to apologize," Y/N said nervously.

“I am not saying sorry to a—“

“Don’t” she pleaded.

“He better not go the second time!”

"Parasitic leech," Jake finished, his voice tinged with disgust.

“That is it!”

Mania suddenly stretched out a few limbs. One pair rushed to wrap themselves around Jake's neck. The others clung to the steering wheel. Taking over the driving duties from Jake.

“Shit!” Y/N yelled out

Mania began to swerve the cab on the street. Tires were heard screeching. Fortunately, there were no cars around to play bumper cars with.

Jake would try to steady the vehicle with his hand, but Mania strangling him stopped him. He struggled to peel the black tentacles away from his larynx.

“I am going to kill this piece of shit” Jake said between chokes.

"Mania, stop!" Y/N would grab the stems of all limbs and try to pull them away, but she was being hit side to side as the cab veered left and right.

“Not until he apologizes!”

Y/N grunted as she was once again thrown against the cabs door, “We’ll all die before that happens!”

“I'll make sure this one stays dead” Jake growled, referring to Mania.

A horn blew and there was a flash of lights as they all fought. They all turned to see a massive truck speeding towards them. Mania and Y/N let out a scream, and Jake's eyes widened.

Mania immediately returned to Y/N's body, leaving the wheel vacant. Jake rushed to return the vehicle to its lane. He then slammed into the breaks, creating a large force that caused him and Y/N to violently jolt forward and back.

The truck sent one last blow of its horn as it passed by them.

The two stayed quiet in the cab as only the sound of the sleeping city revolved around them.

Y/N caught her breath and glanced at Jake. He had a frown, and his eyebrows were furrowed as he looked at the street.

“…I still haven’t said yes to the job” She finally speaks.

Jake scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief, “You are still difficult; even after we almost die”

Y/N tightens her lips before continuing, “Technically, we can’t die because I have Mania and you have Khonshu—“

He cut her off, ignoring her last statement, “You tagged along after I said I’d pay you”

Jake finally looks over to her, who has her arms crossed.

"...Money ain't worth this," she crossed her arms. "Can't you just get someone else?"

“You are getting paid”

“Not enough”

“It’s more than what you get a day working in the museum,” he finally looked at her.

“At least my wellbeing is safe,” she said with an attitude.

"Weren't you saying that you don't die because of Manic?" he challenged.

"Mania, and you also have powers to help, far better than what I can do," she clarified.

Jake was on the verge of losing patience, which he never did, but with this girl, he felt like he was conversing with a child who kept whining.

Normally, if someone was being difficult, he'd just kill them, but in this case, he couldn't.

And it appeared that Jake's patience would be tested further as the young adult continued to argue with him. One upping him at every chance she had.

“Nadie te ha dicho que eres la niña mas enfadosa? Quien te entiende, primero que si y ahora que no” Jake pinches the bridge of his nose.

*Has no one told you that you are the most annoying girl? Who understands you, first yes and now no*

“Y nadie te ha dicho que te miras que tienes un pepino en el culo?” Y/N growled at him.

*And has no one told you that you look like you have a cucumber up your ass?*

"Hija de la chingada," he murmurs, "I'll pay you twice as much as I promised."

Y/N thought for a moment before nodding, “Fine”

—

The cab arrived at what appeared to be a three-story house. The front yard was made up of a stone driveway that circled a patch of rose bushes. It was constructed of red brick with four windows aligned on each floor.

There were flashing colored lights and people dancing inside. Outside the house, there were other people holding red cups, most likely with alcohol. The majority of the guests were college students, much like frat boys and sorority girls in teen movies.

"I've never been to a house party, especially one with people like them," Y/N scrunched her face as she shrank into her seat.

"You don't have to socialize, just go in and find the guy," Jake said, looking over to the group she mentioned.

He opened the window that showed the backseat, “There are your clothes since…”

He turned to face Y/N, who was dressed in pajamas and a large shirt. Her hair was also a mess because she had been sleeping an hour ago.

“This is the new style, you know that right? All the cool kids wear this” she mockingly said as she extended the hem of her t-shirt to show the graphic image.

"Not in England," he said, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, placing one in his mouth and flickering the flame onto it, "Hurry and change."

She turned around to see a casual crop top and jeans sitting on the red leather seats. Jake appeared to have gone through her wardrobe before they left. It's no surprise he didn't ask her to change at home. She got out of the passenger seat and went into the back of the cab, nervous.

—

She approached the front of the large house and gazed at the large social gathering. When she walked in, music was blasting into her ears, and the smell of pot and alcohol enveloped her.

“God, that money better be worth it” she scowled.

A small buzz was heard from her right ear, specifically her earpiece.

“It will, how’s the party?” Jake’s voice came through.

"Just future doctors and lawyers getting high and drunk," she said, placing her fingers on it. "I'm still confused why you have me using this earpiece instead of our phones. It's like I'm in Spy Kids."

“Because the guy we’re trying to catch has gotten everyone’s info from their devices; phones, smart watch, technology”

Y/N stopped, “Isn’t he hearing us talking then?”

“I have our pieces immune to that sort of thing”

Y/N nodded and made her way through the house, intrigued in how Jake is more tech savvy than Marc and Steven.

A large group of people was dancing to the music being played in one large room, which appeared to be the living room. It had a balcony above it where more people were talking or making out.

Walking into the kitchen, there was people having shots as everyone cheered them on. To the side we’re some who were recording while others who were unamused and on their phones.

“Question, why is he getting into peoples phones?”

“It’s a way to find out who you are. Which will be easier for us to catch once he sees who you are”

“…he’s gonna see my shit?”

There was a hum, “Si, just stay calm when he comes around, and it will be fine,”

“But–”

“Hey I know you!”

Y/N whipped her head around, and before her was a guy around her age.

He was about the same height as she was, maybe an inch or two taller. He had long-ish blonde hair that fell above his shoulders.

His pale skin accentuated his blue eyes and freckles. He wore a blue and white striped sweatshirt with jeans and sneakers.

Y/N furrowed her brows as she stared at him, trying to remember if she had ever spoken to him. His accent matched the rest of England's, and he didn't resemble the man in the photo, so who was he?

He gave a small laugh and said, "Guess you don't know who I am, I'm Nickalus, but you can call me Nick for short. We have the same class; you usually sit next to me?"

Y/N made an ‘ohh’ sound as her head lifted in understanding, even though she didn’t recognize him. “Right, you… sorry I didn’t recognize you”

“It’s alright, no one really does,” he said bashfully.

Y/N gave an awkward smile and nodded, resuming her efforts to look for who she had come for.

Staying in the background didn't seem to be working when a girl their age approached them with two red cups and said, "Come on! Nobody can hide from me, so drink!"

“Nah, I’m good,” Y/N raised her hand to dismiss the offer.

“Same with her,” Nick pointed to Y/N with his thumb.

The girl ignored Nick and turned to face Y/N. “You are from the States, right? You know the legal drinking age is 18, right?” She taunted Y/N as she leaned in close.

The aroma of the dozen mixed alcohols filled her nostrils as she brought the cup closer to Y/N's face. Y/N took a look at the red liquid. It was a lovely ruby color and appeared to be sweet, but she knew it wasn't.

“Y/N…don't do it” Jake came through the small earpiece, “Remember why you are here”

Y/N stayed quiet as everyone in the kitchen began to cheer her on. Nick looked nervous beside her. Hesitantly, the two took the cups in their hands. The yelling became louder, submitting them even more to peer pressure.

“Drink, pussy!”

"Don't," Jake finally said before Y/N chugged it, causing him to sigh.

Her mouth was filled with the bitter taste of alcohol. It left a hot sensation in her esophagus as it passed through. Everyone cheered when she finished the cup and crushed it. Nick could only watch and follow.

Her face felt immediately warm. Her tongue was tingling, and without a pause, the same girl brought more to the two.

And Y/N continued to drink.

She couldn't help herself; after all the stress of college and keeping so many secrets, this was like a breather. It was also the first time she felt like she was in one of those college party movies. With less sex and more booze.

Jake was also there in case anything went wrong. That is, if he didn't decide to abandon her.

She started to feel tipsy after about five drinks, and everything around her seemed a little off. She set the cup down and turned to face Nick, who appeared to be far from sober. Despite the fact that she barely knew him, she grabbed the cup from him.

"OK, bud, I think you've had enough," she said as she patted his back.

He shook his head, “I can take it”

She objected and motioned for him to leave. Everyone else in the room booed, but she ignored them and followed Nick.

"Thank you, we barely met, and yet you helped me out," he said, surprised.

"Yeah, just watch your drinking," she said with a quick smile.

“I will, maybe we should–”

Before he could finish, the screeching sound of a microphone echoed from the living room. Seeing people follow the commotion, they followed as well.

The music stopped, and so did the dancing. They were all looking up at the indoor balcony from before.

The guy from the file was, as expected, at the top. The same stubble and low ponytail.

“How’s everyone doing?!” People cheered, and others raised their cups of alcohol.

“Good, good. Everyone knows, we are close to ending this year, right? Everyone is moving up. But for us seniors, it’s our last fucking year before we actually behave like adults”

People agreed with hoots and cheers. He raised a cup, and so did everyone.

Y/N squinted at his figure, trying to make out his personality, cringing at how he was trying to give off some sort of TV host vibe.

“To the last year of our lives! Class of 2023!”

The audience erupted, and the music began to play again. He sipped from his cup and scanned the crowd.

That's when his gaze was drawn to Y/N. It was a look that showed she was the one he was looking for.

As he smiled and began to walk downstairs, her eyes widened. Y/N slightly panicked, mostly because she was not in the right state to fight if it came to it.

"Fuck, he's coming to me," Y/N said, turning away from Nick and holding the earpiece down. "What should I do?"

“Maybe if you weren’t drinking, you would know." Jake mumbled.

“I could just leave if I want to”

"Do you remember the USB I gave you? Let him take you to his computer, plug in the USB, and wait for everything to download. Flirting is usually useful."

Y/N groaned and turned to face Nick before sneaking away from him. Being left to win the heart of the Alexander Hamilton lookalike.

–

Jake took another puff of smoke from his cigarette and blew it out the window after turning off the mic. He saw Y/N from one of the large windows while staring into the large mansion. She stood awkwardly by the stairs, waiting for the party's main attraction.

“Why did you lie and say she was needed for this mission? You could have easily went in and finished it quickly if you had not brought her”

Jake didn’t need to look to know who it was. Khonshu sat in the backseat, near the small window.

“I just wanted to see if she could do things like this.” Jake didn’t take his eyes off of her.

"Are you sure she can do this?" Khonshu hummed. "The little maggot can't even kill without causing chaos, let alone do it herself. Her own parasite is doing it for her. She's also now intoxicated."

“She doesn’t have to kill anyone for this,” Jake scrunched his face, “Either way, if she ruins the plan, Ill just step in”

Through the window, he followed her figure as it stumbled her way behind the target and soon disappeared upstairs.

"I just want to see if she can handle herself, just for entertainment," he said, blowing out a cloud and tapping the cigarette to release the bundle of ash at the end.

It was silent before Khonshu continued, “I hope you aren’t already getting attached to her like the other idiots”

Jake stopped from putting the cigarette into his mouth again, “...That won’t ever happen, especially for a brat like her”

He looked to one of the windows on the third story and could see the two teenagers walk in. Y/N, and the guy talked before sitting on his bed.

–

As the guy made his way to his mini fridge on a table, Y/N drummed her fingers on her knees. She took the chance to look around and try to find the computer, but she felt like she was dissociating. Still, the computer wasn't hard to find when it had a huge set-up like one of those Twitch streamers. She just had to find a way to download the files without him noticing.

“I will do it; keep him busy,” Mania said before coming out of her lower back and grabbing the USB from her pocket.

It made its way to the computer and plugged in the small device. As Y/N stared, her anxiety increased as she realized she was going to be caught.

“What's your go-to flavor for Buzzballz?” He asked.

She looked back at him with surprise and squinted, “Uh…”

“Don’t tell me you never tried it,” he laughed and brought out one, “You look more of a ‘Chili Mango’ kind gal”

He handed her a small round yellow bottle. The top has the silver part that any tin soda can has.

She looked down at it, feeling nauseous about having any more booze. Still, it was a way to keep him distracted. She clicked it open and brought the rim to her mouth, letting her body consume more liquid.

Immediately, her head felt like it was spinning. It was like she just spun in a circle for twenty minutes, and she was still feeling the symptoms.

Y/N felt the right side of her bed dip down. The guy was too close for comfort, and he raised a finger to her face. It then traveled down and rested on her shoulder.

"Too bad I'm graduating, we could have been something," he says into her neck.

Realizing the situation, she sobered up quickly and sat up, “Hey, how about you tell me about your place. It’s real big”

“That’s not the only thing that’s big”

“Done! Let us get out!”

“Okay! Well this was fun but I have to go, exams tomorrow you know” She stood up and began to back away to the door.

He followed and steered her away into a wall. Cornering her.

“Hey, I show you my room and you aren’t going to reward me?” He stood more defensive. Using his size as an advantage.

"That doesn't mean shit," she squinted, attempting to flee from the side but being stopped by an arm.

“Girls like you just make me harder” he smirked which gained him a sickened expression from Y/N.

“Hell no, let me get him!”

“Wait!”

Mania took control of Y/N's arms, blackening them as if she had dipped them in tar. It grabbed the guy's shoulders and pushed him up against the wall.

“Oh my god, what the fuck?!” He yelled.

He kicked his legs in an attempt to break Mania's grip. Y/N tried to lunge back to unclutch Mania, but it was obvious that this was not going to work.

"Mania let him go! He isn't worth it!" Y/N grunted as she continued to try to pull away. Mania began choking him gradually before huffing.

“Fine”

It dropped him and retracted back into Y/N’s body. He choked as he used his hand to soothe his throat.

He finally looked up and scowled at Y/N, “What the fuck are you?”

She remained motionless, her mouth agape. Her secret had been revealed, and it was to a complete stranger.

A stranger with the ability to expose her with the click of a few buttons. He had most likely heard about the 'monster' in the news.

He began to stand up, keeping his eye on her, “If you’re that alien from the news, you are about to earn me recognition. I'll let everyone know”

Y/N’s eyes widened, “Look you don’t–”

When they heard sirens outside, their voices fell silent. A blue light shone through the window. When the man rushed to the window sill and saw two cop cars, he knew. People began to flee the house.

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” He ran a hand through his hair, “I’m turning you in to save my arse”

He turned back and Y/N was gone.

—

Y/N bolted through the back door and, with Mania's assistance, jumped the fence. Her feet landed on the sidewalk. Y/N kept running until the white cab passed her. It honked, and the window slid down to reveal Jake.

“Hurry or i'm leaving you” he said which rushed Y/N to the passenger side of the cab.

As she caught her breath, Jake began to drive away. Her eyes were closed, her head tilted up, and she was heaving from all the running and panic.

"Did you do what I asked?" He cast an eyebrow at her.

She nodded and brought out the USB from her pocket, “Yup, police came right after it finished downloading”

Jake tucked the small device into the pocket of his jacket. He cast a glance at Y/N, who was looking ahead with a worried expression.

He looked back onto the road, “Que paso?”

*What happened?”

“...I screwed up. He found out about Mania and now he’s going to be tell the police and I might be arrested” Her eyes stayed glued to the road.

Jake hummed, “Not going to happen…”

“Huh?” she turned to him

“I called the police. Told them that I wanted to report drug use in a party full of minors. If he does say anything, they'll just think it’s just the effects”

“But there wasn’t any– You planted drugs in the house?” She finally looked at him.

Jake remained silent, with only the low music from the radio playing in the background. "Did you just have some laying around?" she asked, taking his silence as a 'yes'.

He didn’t say anything which made it easy for her to ask, “Can you get me weed?”

“No,” he said with a stern voice.

She huffed and roughly threw her back onto the seat. With that sudden movement, she slowly sat up. Jake noticed her turning pale and looked at her. Sweat started to form on her brow and neck.

Y/N felt nauseous and her mouth began to fill with extra saliva.

Registering what was about to happen, Jake’s eyes expanded, “No, no! Not in here!”

Y/N ignored him as she felt her throat fill with a warm substance that wanted to escape. Her body recoiled without hesitation. Her mouth forced open, letting whatever it was out. Her eyes welled up as she retched.

Jake switched between looking at the road and back at Y/N. As the odor began to fill the car, he grimaced and rushed to lower the windows.

“Whoops…I can clean it up?” Y/N smiled sheepishly.

Jake frowned and stared straight ahead, saying nothing to avoid saying something he would later regret.

–

Y/N was awakened by a throbbing pain in the head. She tried with little success to ignore it in order to get another hour of sleep. The light from the sun stung her eyes as she slowly opened them, forcing her to close them quickly.

She slowly sat up and used her arm to create a barrier between the beams and her orbs. Once conscious, she felt all the feelings of a hangover.

Her stomach felt empty, as if she had emptied it all out, which she had. Her hair was stuck to her forehead from sweating the night before. Aside from that, her head felt like it was being squeezed with a tight grip.

She held her skull as she slowly stood up and shuffled to the kitchen. She opened the fridge and scanned each shelf. Her eyes fell upon a bottle of water which she quickly took in her hand.

Once she unscrewed the cap, she jugged a huge gulp of the cool liquid.

She wiped her mouth and walked into the living room, then into the bathroom.

When she looked in the mirror, her hair was all over the place and her under eyes were darker than usual.

Her face transformed into Manias within a second, holding a sharp smile.

“You look hilarious”

Not amused, Y/N only stared, “I thought you would have helped with hangovers”

“I only help you not act like a fool, while your body just does it on its own”

Y/N rolled her eyes as Mania chuckled. She reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste to remove the bad taste from her mouth.

“You remember what happened last night?”

“Pretty much, especially leaving Jake cleaning duty” she cringed at the last part.

-

A knock came from the door which made Y/N stop cooking at the stove and move to the front of the apartment. She knew who it was without looking at the peephole.

Marc was standing in front of her, his hands in his pockets. He looked down and raised a brow, his confused expression quickly turning playful.

“Looks like you had fun last night. You went to one of your first college parties?”

Y/N scoffed, “I thought you would be freaking out right now. You know, especially from you and Steven’s talk yesterday”

Marc shrugged, “You’re standing in front of me aren’t you? So you made it home safe. Plus you might be too busy with a hangover to hear yelling from me. Steven though…”

His body tensed up quickly and Steven took over. He looked over at Y/N immediately. She knew immediately that he was about to talk her ear off.

And here she thought she left her parents lectures back in America.

“Did I not warn you Y/N?! Blimey, I’m surprised you got home last night, you could have woken up on the sidewalk!” He gestures to the outside of the building.

Steven’s yelling feels like it’s piercing Y/N’s mind. She tenses up and squeezes her eyes shut with the pitch sound.

Turns out, Mania wasn’t liking it either.

“Tell him to shut up before I eat his bowels!” Mania screeched.

“Steven! Shh!” She put her pointer finger against her lips.

Steven stopped and realized the situation, “Oh! I’m sorry but that is your fault”

“Okay whatever I’m sorry,” she waved it off and walked over to the stove to finish cooking breakfast which she and the two sat down to eat.

——

Y/N walked down the brick path of the campus that led to the building of her class.

It was actually sunny out, yet still cold. It left her to wear her usual sweatshirt and jeans combo for the day.

However she wasn’t thinking of the day or about her fashion statement. After exposing herself to a person about Mania, she worries that her secret will be out to the world soon.

She hasn’t even explained it all to her family. Anytime the topic came up, she would change it. Which probably made it worse to gently lay news in the future.

“Why are you worrying about it so much? We are fine” Y/N could hear Mania was smiling.

“For now, what if next time Jake isn’t there? What if we hurt someone, deeming us as a threat to society?”

“That won’t happen, you are exaggerating”

Y/N adjusted the straps of her backpack on her shoulders, “Can you at least put yourself in my position? It would really—“

“Hey Y/N! Is that you?!”

She turned around and saw a familiar blonde running up to her. Reminding her of a scene that would play out in a show.

“How did he know your name?”

“Uh, yeah, Nick right?” She wrinkled her brows together.

“Oh wow you remembered!” His eyes seemed to sparkle with her acknowledgment of his existence.

She gave a small chuckle, “I mean yeah, I don’t forget faces, especially ones that go crazy with frat drinks”

He gave an embarrassed smile, “You remember that huh, thanks for stopping me before it got out of hand. Speaking of which, were you there when everyone got chased out by cops?”

“Yeah, I was able to run out before they caught me”

Nick nodded, “By the way, were you with the host before the cops came? I heard him yelling about an alien or something”

Y/N swallowed thick saliva, “Oh? I didn’t know that. I was in the restroom when I heard the sirens”

“Hmm, weird then, maybe it was the drinks” he shrugged.

Y/N agreed and let out a quiet sigh as the topic changed.

The two continued walking down the path to the building of their lecture block. There the two continued to talk and soon enough, Y/N was able to form a new friendship in London.

———————

Omggg I am so sorry for the 3 (?) month hiatus. I was deep writers blocks ass. Anyways this chapter I kinda wanted to focus more on Y/N’s and Jake’s relationship in order to start off the arc of her figuring out more about Mania. Also new character!

Let me know if y’all want any scenarios added onto here (please I beg, I need more creative juices flowing, college is sucking it all out of me :,))

Tag list: @itsjusspele @dustyinkpages @scoliobean @moonywritings @zeros-rot

Btw let me know if y’all want to be tagged in the next chapters :)

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[toji-girl]

sundress event...

the event option won instead of a collab! so for this, all you have to do is just look at who I write for here, and then under the cut I dropped some prompts/kinks to go with it! all of these prompts came from this post! thank you to everyone who voted and participated!

example when sending in: hello! may I please ask for Shiu and #5 from the kinks and #3 from the prompts? thank you! or you can ask for Sukuna and #2 from the kinks! kinks and prompts do not have to be together but please keep it to a max of three!! if this flops we will all pretend this post wasn't made nor did I even talk about this at all lmaoo and please note that may or may not get to your request.

kinks/prompts

kinks

1. breeding kink

2. somnophilia

3. size kink

4. fingering

5. phone sex

6. wall sex

7. age gap

8. breast play

9. choking

10. cockwarming

11. car sex

12. monsterfucking

13. exhibitionism

14. dry humping

15. poly (ex: toji x you x shiu or suguru x you x satoru)

16. pet play

17. degradation kink

18. oral sex / oral fixation

19. praise kink

20. morning sex

21. hate fucking

22. thigh riding

23. face sitting

24. dacryphilia

25. corruption kink

26. jealous sex

27. spit kink

28. rough sex

29. soft sex

30. filming (consensual)

31. mirror sex

32. overstimulation

33. edging

34. dumbification

35. shower sex

36. voyeurism

37. cuckolding

38. thigh fucking

39. if you have a kink you don't see it on here just go ahead and ask me!

prompts

“i love it when you moan my name”

“just a little harder”

“let me give you a reason to stay in bed”

“no panties?”

“i want you now”

“use your tongue”

“please don’t stop”

“i can’t sleep without you here”

“do you like that”

“you need a place to stay for the night”

“spend the night with me”

“you can get louder can’t you”

“look what you do to me”

“i want to taste you”

“open your mouth”

“if you want to come you better beg”

“that feels so good”

“don’t cum yet”

“strip. now”

“take off your clothes”

“bite me” ”if you insist”

“can you feel what your doing to me”

“this is a one time thing”

“tell me how you like it”

“get on your hands and knees, right now”

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

“i just want to please you”

“each of my thoughts about you are improper”

“i love it when you kiss my neck”

“don’t be gentle”

“i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now”

“you wanna have sex with me”

“you’re not going out dressed like that”

“i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional”

“make me”

“you’re mine”

“i love it when you talk dirty

“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now”

“i’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

“don’t give me that look”

“like what you see”

“stay quiet”

“i told you to stay still"

“i promise I’ll be good”

“just shut up and fuck me”

“you feels so good”

“i want you inside me”

“be a good girl and spread your legs”

“don’t worry i’ll take of you”

“don’t tempt me”

“i’ve never done this before”

“don’t be afraid it’s just me”

“you’re more than just a one night stand”

“don’t forget who you belong to”

“would you just shut up and kiss me already”

“try to stay quiet understand?”

“we’re in public you know”

“don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks”

“are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”

“no i’m supposed to make you feel good”

“stop teasing me so much”

“bed. now”

“first one to make noises loses”

“i love the way you look with my fingers inside you”

“i guess I’ll just get off all by myself”

“these walls are pretty thick which means you and i can be as loud as we want”

“did you touch your self while i was gone”

“we can’t do that here”

“if you interrupt me one more time— so help me god”

“tell me what you want”

“y-you’re not.... w-wearing anything under that are you”

“there is no way anyone is that innocent”

“you taste like fucking candy”

“the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh”

“you make a sound it’s game over”

“i haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet"

“want help with that”

“you’re so fucking hot when you’re made”

“we’re not just friends you know that”

“what? does that feel good”

“if we get caught i’m blaming you”

“we have to be quiet”

“you have no idea how much i want you

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs”

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“i really want to kiss you right now”

“wanna fuck?”

“how do i look”

“if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

“we’re.... just friends”

“friends don’t do this kind of shit”

“how quickly can you cum”

“think you can warm me up”

“touch me and you lose”

“there’s people here”

“i don’t care what you do just fuck me”

“guess i’ll have to cum inside you then”

“i don’t know what to do” “then let me teach you”

“we’ve been at it like rabbits and you’re still horny”

“use your mouth”

“show me”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you”

“you’re naked aren’t you”

“take it off slowly”

“your wish is my command”

“come to my room there’s this thing i wanna try”

“no one can ever find out about this”

“for your safety i’ll be gentle”

“are these handcuffs”

“i don’t feel like sleeping”

“what are you going to do about it”

“you won’t be getting any sleep tonight”

“why so shy?”

“don’t worry i’ll make you feel really good”

“you’re the one who aroused me so let’s have some fun”

“why don’t we move this to the bed”

“would you like to go somewhere a little private”

“these are so wet aren’t you going to remove them?”

“i was just about to wash up care to join”

“this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

“you feel amazing”

“don’t pretend to be so innocent”

“i want you to touch yourself”

“what has you so excited”

“i want you....here.... right now”

“bend over and spread your legs”

“i can’t hold back anymore”

“it’s been along day why don’t we help each other unwind”

“oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view”

“your lips make me wonder what you taste like”

“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked”

“you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered”

“i’ve been thinking about this night”

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

“you’re so beautiful all spread out like this... just for me”

“lay back”

“i bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

“i can’t believe how wet you are already”

#txt #please please pretend you didn't see this if it flops #my events have not done so well in the past but I wanna do something still #it engages people into conversation and idk brings us closer? #idk but I can't wait to see what y'all wanna see! #jjk x reader

[walrus150915]

I have no idea what I'm on lately tbh but guess what dear people

This post is dedicated specifically to Aquila, goldenheart kid I made up because fankids are very fun to create. It's especially fun to try and analyze your blorbos' relationship and how they'd raise a kid if they had one, what hurdles they'd face in a calm family routine, when, instead of fighting the government and dancing with anarchistic sharks, the main problem is "What should I make for dinner today?"

Specifically I wanna talk about Aquila's design and why they are the way they are

When making their outfit, what I took most inspiration from was citizens' casual style of clothes. They wear a long purple dress (I hate the order of adjectives so much english why are you so damn hard), their boots are actually supposed to be those baggy boots the hero of every old fairytale wears. To mix medieval with modern, tho, I took Ambrosius's hoodie (WHY DID I CALL IT A SWEATER ON THE PIC- MY BRAIN IS NOT WORKING) and renovated it a little bit :D

I can imagine the fam cleaning the house as usual when Aquila finds something in the old box, that being the hoodie

Aquila: Appa, look what I found! It's so cool! Can I wear it?

Ambrosius: Honey, this thing is two decades old! Let's just buy you a new one

Aquila: But I want this one. Specifically. Please🥺

Ambrosius: A-a-alright, you can keep it

And then they made a new clothing out of it

As for the face, their features aren't that sharp, they're soft, round, the face is flat. I guess Ambrosius kinda won the genetics battle

Like look at this

Shoutout to that one half-Pakistani half-Korean guy who popped up when I searched for references

Their nose, however, is something entirely on its own lololol. And their hair is exactly like Ballister's, very dark brown and soft and beautiful💅

As for the eyes, I think they're like. The prettiest dark brown color you've ever met. Ballister's gorgeous brown eyes + Ambrosius's gentle voids surely do mix greatly

I have no idea why the need to describe how this one made-up silly fankid I made look but!! I sure know I have a comic for you at the end lmaoo

Ambrosius Boldheart ft. the Goldenloins and awkward family relationship

Ambrosius gives his parents ZERO mercy. As they deserve tbh. He's ending the cycle y'all, he's a Boldheart now and he won't let the fruit of his and his husband's love be put on as many expectations as he had on his shoulders way too young

I have so so many ideas about how Goldenloins are like, I could blog a bunch of different things about my guesses of their personalities and looks hahaha!

Goodnight y'all, I'm going to sleep since it's my mom's birthday tomorrow

#nimona #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #goldenheart #nimona fanart #aquila boldheart #nimona headcanons #sorry for my horrible English today!! its night my brain refuses to work #lmao

[haijmei]

uncertainty

when suna relays information on your current fling, you find yourself thinking back to what he had said, and hope to uncover the truth behind his words.

ʚ miya atsumu x reader + slight suna rintaro x reader | college!au | 2.5k words

warning: fluff to angst, themes of infidelity

author’s note: honestly this wasn’t written great hopefully my next edition is better 😭 but the ending is fire to me lmaoo

part 1 | part 2

you were glad finals were over and you were free from deadlines. but now, you were stressing over another thing.

miya atsumu.

you thought back to the literal moment that was some minutes ago where suna had come up to you, trying to talk things out with you but instead had relayed some unexpected news about atsumu.

oh, atsumu. sweet, thoughtful, considerate atsumu who took you out on dates and had you looking pretty by his side. he must’ve been the same with that other girl last night too.

but even with all that anger being pent up, sadness soon overtook those emotions. because then again it was sweet, thoughtful, considerate atsumu. the one who took care of you the night of the party, wanted you to feel better about yourself, the one who comforted you in times of need. so could you really doubt him when all he did for you was be there and promise you happiness?

you couldn’t make assumptions, you had to find out yourself.

but not before heading back to your dorm to cry it out. it’s healthy to let your emotions out, you remember the blond telling you. and even in such trying times, all you could think about was him. and it was killing you knowing how much you relied on him and his words.

you headed back up to your dorm floor via the elevator, and there the doors opened. you stepped out, only to see atsumu waiting at your door. out of panic, you slipped back into the elevator praying he never noticed the ding of the elevator.

you didn’t really know what to do. you just stood in the elevator, processing the situation and where to go from there.

you needed to head back to your dorm, but atsumu’s obviously blocking your way. going anywhere else but your dorm was not practical; crying on campus anywhere wasn’t ideal for you.

so all you could do was wait. and wait.

in the direction of your room, a phone ringing was heard. a few seconds of the sound played until the chimes stopped and you could hear atsumu’s voice answering the call.

“hello? ah okay, i’m just… n-no why? … i’ll be there.” his voice stopped but not before footsteps were heard in the hallway. you started to freak out some more, immediately pressing a button to close the elevator and head down to the first floor where you hoped you could hide from him.

you stepped out and found a space to occupy in the lobby that was out of sight from the setter. a few moments of waiting, he stepped out of the elevator and looked as if he was in a rush; his face showed that he had one thing in mind as he made his way through the floor and out the building.

you sighed from relief. but you couldn’t help but wonder where in the world atsumu was heading to in such a rush. but right now it didn’t matter. all you wanted to do now was head to your dorm.

a few hours later, you got a call from your own phone. upon waking up and letting the light settle in your eyes, you noticed that atsumu had been calling you so you answer.

“hi, sorry did i wake you?”

sleep still apparent in your voice, you talked to him. “oh no, i woke up a while ago. why, what’s up?”

“get ready,” he responded. “i’m taking you out to eat. you didn’t eat dinner yet, right?”

“oh, okay. no i haven’t,” you mentioned. “i’ll get ready.” you hopped out of bed and looked through your closet, debating on what to wear. “oh, before you hang up, at least tell me what the attire is,” you laughed.

“i’d say look pretty, but you always do,” he joked. “wear a dress and bring a light jacket, it’s a little windy out.” you both bid your goodbyes and hung up the phone and sat back onto your bed. it was so easy to be caught in atsumu’s charming energy and forget your problems revolving around him, but after talking with tsumu on the phone, all the problems relating to him fell onto you once more. you started to feel nervous about meeting him now; but all you could do was pretend to be fine for the sake of not finding the cold hard truth.

just like your first and every other date he took you on, he waited in front of your dorm and in his hand held a new bouquet. you walked out your building and up to him, in his usual spot he waits in as you leave your dorm.

“hi tsumu,” you called out to him, grabbing his attention from his phone and to you. he saw your dress, how it captured your figure beautifully, and he couldn’t help but be flustered. but as always, he regained his composure.

“you look good baby.” he kissed the crown of your head as he handed you the bouquet of flowers. holding your hand, he led you to the car and opened the passenger door for you as you slipped in, atsumu following behind afterwards.

you had arrived at the restaurant and to say it was nice would be undermining the whole thing. it was elegant, and compared to what you were wearing, it might have been an understatement to decide to wear something simple to such an establishment.

atsumu rounded the car to open the door for you, helping you out of the car with his hand and closed the passenger door behind you. the two of you walked inside and the waiting area was even more luxurious than what was presented on the outside. on the side walls were mirrors lined with some material that had been painted gold. the ceiling hung a chandelier with even more mirrors. below you were white tiles that were a bright and clean white despite the number of people you guessed they may get on a daily basis.

you checked out the mirror to glance at your appearance and couldn’t help but stare at atsumu. he looked good in a button down and black tie, his top was fitting, lining his back muscles in the slightest. but you weren’t looking at him to gape at him. you were looking at him because he was a man who said many things and promised you so much. but how can he go around your back and break said promise?

“y/n? you okay?” atsumu tapped your shoulder which took you out of your own thoughts.

“y-yeah, sorry tsumu, got lost in my own head,” you nervously chuckled. you walked away from the front and headed to your table. you two have gotten into the restaurant in the evening, but from the looks of it the place seemed to be less than busy. but none of you were complaining.

you sat down on the table, atsumu following suit across from you. the menu on the table showed a variety of different things, but you opted for the pasta with atsumu ordering a steak.

while the two of you waited for the food, you conversed a bit– talking about how your days went, what he did for practice, what you did this morning, all but what you wanted to mention to him. you didn’t want to ruin the evening, but you believed it should be said before you two part ways for the night. you decided to speak about it on the way home.

after contending with your own thoughts, the waiter brought out your meals. your portion had been small, but atsumu’s was huge— the steak could have literally fit his whole face. you both grabbed your utensils and ate your meals. your pasta was warm, cheesy, and had just the right amount of salt to counteract the sweetness of the sauce. it was quite possibly better than all the dorm pasta you’ve had to make on days where the dining hall closed before you could get your dinner and was something that satisfied your palate.

atsumu had been slowly eating his steak, taking in bite after bite, savoring the meat. however, he noticed how you had already finished your meal. he cut up half of his food and gave a portion of it to you.

“you were drooling lookin’ at me. i know i’m attractive but,” he teased again. you whined a bit and he laughed. it was always nice to have this dynamic between the two of you. but again, the invasive thoughts of atsumu and this mystery girl ran through your head.

“thank you, tsumu. that pasta wasn’t enough for me,” you responded, elated that you wouldn’t go hungry. the both of you continued to eat, finishing a bit later. he paid the bill, while you offered to pay the tip.

back in the car, the radio played quietly as he had a hand on your leg. he rubbed and squeezed the skin of your thigh as he drove the two of you back to campus. you were dozing off however, the feeling of a meal in your stomach, the warmth of the car, and his hand lulling you into sleep.

you woke up a while later once again, still in atsumu’s car.

but you weren’t at campus.

in fact, you were at the spot he took you on your first date.

it was nostalgic, but the view was even better than the first time. atsumu had sat on the hood, admiring the view. you stepped out the car, joining him on the hood.

“you’re awake,” he mumbled. you hummed, resting your head on his shoulder. it was quiet, but your heart was pounding loudly to where you could hear it. it would’ve been the perfect opportunity to speak about the situation. hands fumbling with each other, words on the tip of your tongue, you decided to just speak out.

“tsumu,” you blurted. “i have a question.”

atsumu hummed. you figured there was no turning back.

“who was that girl you were with the other night?”

silence. with each passing second, your heart beat faster than before. atsumu sat there, no words coming out his mouth.

“i wasn’t with anyone that i’m aware of?” he questioned, but you were still unsure of his response.

“just answer me truthfully, tsumu. i know you were with some girl.” you held your ground against his words, but all atsumu could do was stumble on his words.

“i-it’s true! i wasn’t with anyone!” he tried to convince you, but the truth had not sat in your stomach. maybe suna had been right and atsumu was just hiding the truth. but the blond’s words had better weight against your judgment than the jerk who played you like a toy.

“i promise y/n. i was in my dorm, alone, studying. i can assure you i was not with a girl that night.” he continued to set straight with you. “who told you that i was?”

“suna,” you mentioned. and of course, atsumu had gotten all red with anger.

“that … y/n, whatever you do, don’t listen to him. he’s worse than trash,” he groaned out of frustration. and all you could do was nod your head, afraid of angering him further.

the two of you sat in silence, but not the usual comforting silence that blanketed both of you. now, it was the silence of anger and mistrust. you never meant to not trust him, but you couldn’t help and wonder if someone you admired so earnestly turned out to be untrustworthy. and even atsumu knew that and understood, but yet… yet, you didn’t want to overstep any boundaries, so you sat in the air of discomfort.

after a while, atsumu took you home. he walked you to your dorm. tensions were still a little high, but you still took this opportunity to bid your farewells. as you two embraced each other in a hug, a voice called the male out, distracting him from the safety of his arms.

“tsumu?”

you turned around in a rush to notice a girl standing in front of your dorm building. she’d been wearing sweats and a jacket, and on her face she was wearing a look of sadness.

“w-what?” atsumu pulled out of the hug, and looked at the woman in front of him before looking at you. and you had worn the exact look of sadness that this girl was wearing too.

“why didn’t you call me after last night? you just left me in your dorm…” she walked up to atsumu and hugged him as if they were friends. possibly even more than friends. all atsumu could do was look uncomfortable in your presence, and all you could do was wear your broken heart on your sleeve.

“y/n, please believe me. it’s not what it looks like—“

“save it, atsumu! because it’s always what “worse than trash” say when they get caught!” you roared at him before storming off into your dorm building, leaving the two behind.

you couldn’t believe it, but suna had been right about the whole situation. it angered you to know that suna was right, let alone figure out that you had been a second option for atsumu this whole time. after finding out you had been led on, the cycle continued and you were left stumbling through it every. single. time.

but there was nothing you could ever do about it. you notice after each cycle, and continue through it before you realize you’re inside once again. and this was no exception.

you ran off into your dorm and fell flat on your bed. sobs wracked your body, staining your sheets with tears. you felt so alone, so empty. you grabbed your sheets in hopes that you could stabilize your erratic breathing and sobbing.

it was no use, there was no comfort in anything anymore to ground you.

and in this moment, you thought back to atsumu’s promise to you. how he wanted to see you happy, without suna. yet, he wasn’t able to hold onto the promise that he made.

you thought back to the moments where he made everything about you. how you believed he was making you feel just as important and loved as you deserved to be through his actions. you wanted his touch again, to feel how real he was, to smell how comforting he was. but now, it would be impossible to get that feeling once again. because now, he’s left you, and you’re left to fend for yourself once again.

so you do exactly that. alone. in your dorm, fending off your thoughts of the two of you as you wish that maybe it’ll get better, or you’ll find better. even deserve better as you just lay down in bed, finding solace within yourself. hoping better days will come, or even better people.

but until then, you give in and reminisce on the past and soothe only yourself, until you find comfort under blankets and sheets, and drift off into slumber.

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[locallygrowndaikon]

I wanna hear more about your version of the Sky world 🥺 do skykids have settlements? Do they meet spirits? Why do some of your OCs have different eye colors? OC fun facts? Valeska teeth?

When will we meet Beefy 👀

WOOO YEAHH OC STUFF

Aight ngl im pretty vague about the sky world in my oc lore mainly because idk how it works either LMAOO 😭😭

text walls of details under cut

- But anyways in my oc lore i try to stick to the game world so i havent changed a lot, but basically no home (and aviary because i wrote the lore before aviary 💀) so you cant warp home (for plot convenience so my ocs cant escape their fate to trauma) and you have to manually travel to each realm, but you know the shortcuts and stuff then it isnt too bad. also when a skid dies, instead of spawning at home they spawn at like isle of dawn instead idk man 😎😎

- also when a skid like get burnt out (get bald, idk sky terminology) they are much more fragile and will turn into a statue and die a lot quicker unlike how in game you have to slowly chip away wl to die 💀💀 (this ones also for plot convenience LMAOO)

- Skykids dont have settlements, everyone just kinda like chills all over the place. Skids dont really need to sleep but they still can, and usually they do it anywhere they prefer. The realms are also vaster here so skids are more spread out (to make up for the lack of servers in a more realistic setting and so my characters arent bumping into strangers every two seconds 😭😭)

- spirits exist, skykids still get their cosmetics from spirits yes, but probably not for the same outrageous inflated prices we have to pay for cosmetics 💀💀 but yeah. Skids can interact with spirits but my characters dont because idk man karis kinda too busy committing crimes to be chilling with spirits 😭😭

-my ocs have diff eye colour because me likes colourful eyes and its to match each ocs colour scheme 😎😎

-fun facts (mainly lark and beefy, ill have more facts for the others when they hit post therapy)

Lark is the second oldest and bro used to be a show off and would drag beefy and ness to krill dodge in eden like a madman.

Beefy hated Lark when they first met (in gratitude, lark joined late gratitude) because beefy sucks ass at flying and lark, despite being newer, was better LMAOO

Lark was the one to make beefy wear sunglasses so they could match, which beefy did reluctantly because sunglasses arent ults and therefore arent cool. but then lark switched out the sunglasses for the other mask and beefy cried because they werent matching anymore and lark was like “werent you the one who said the sunglasses were lame” 😭😭

lark used to dress like a buffoon with beefy so when ness first met the two, she was like “who are these two clowns”

and then lark showed that he knew his outfit was bad meanwhile beefy genuinely thought he was the hot stuff, and ness was like “oh nvm one of them is somewhat sane”

beefy has never candle ran in his life. he buys every single candle or pays lark to cr with a season pass (its how lark gets every sp) (beefy is beefy so my au world rules does not apply to him, he gets to have money)

ok thats enough about beefy moving on

- valeska teeth? yes valeska teeth. they sharp.

-when beefy? ohohohohoho oh naïve children

never. his mere presence would shatter the universe and storyline and vibes.

anyways i hope i covered it all and i hope its readable LMAOO i love ranting about my ocs

#asks #daikon’s sky ocs