#I feel like you can tell I designed all the clothes on the plus size girl first and then remade them for the other bodies

[angiestown]

I finished that dressup game I said I was working on !! would very appreciate people giving it a go because I spent literally a week on this. like 7 days off work doing nothing but drawing clothes lmao

in order to make the different body types work without ballooning up the file size way more than it already is, I had to make it so you choose your skin tone twice. in meiker you can't arrange the order elements appear in, but I recommend starting with these two options to pick out your body type and skin tone first, since some options look better on certain bodies imo

also !! meiker !! I don't hear people talk about it much, but it's really cool I like it a lot! it's like picrew, but instead of uploading a bunch of pngs, you arrange and label your layers in folders and upload a single psd file. personally I liked the process a lot more than picrew because I'd rather work with one big file than a million tiny image files, but that's just me. plus you can make the images bigger than you can on picrew too

also posting this again since I can attach it to a post with the game, but I made a tutorial on how to create a bunch of colour options super fast if you want to make your own dressup game. there's no way I'd have nearly as many options if I didn't know how to do this. once you understand the actions feature you can do so much stuff so much more efficiently it's insane it's like my favourite photoshop feature

#this is literally like 1.5 hours after I made my last post about being so so patient lmao oops ty meiker mod #meiker #meiker.io #picrew #dress up game #my art #I feel like you can tell I designed all the clothes on the plus size girl first and then remade them for the other bodies #bc everything looks best on her lmao #also I saw a robot girl game but it only had like 6 options total for the entire thing and now I'm like #ooooh I should make a robot girl game #I love robot girls but I don't draw them much bc I'm too indecisive about what features I want them to have #and drawing takes too long to just draw more lmao #animated gif #also I wanted to add like chains and belts and bracelets and necklaces and stuff to this but after a week I was like. #I need to be done. I need to stop. #Youtube

[riizewrld]

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riize as types of boyfriends!

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˚ ༘ warnings: i cussed a little. crucify me idc‼️

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shotaro: the type of boyfriend that wants to share everything! food, clothes, music playlists, you name it. this man literally sulks when you refuse a bite of his food. he cannot eat if he hasn’t offered you a taste first. he actually won’t buy food he’s knows you won’t eat. i also think he’d love to style you since he’s such a fashionista. would probably be obsessed with couple items. but they’re all from designer brands cuz he’s just rich and successful like that 😙😛. always so ready to drop a bag on you. what’s his is yours too!

eunseok: eunseok is the type of boyfriend to be mean asf but in a loving way, i swear. he teases the shit out of you, and if you weren’t dating y’all would probably be frenemies fr. he loves seeing you annoyed bc you look so cute with your eyebrows furrowed and your cheeks all red. lowkey likes when you raise your voice at him. you’d give him a stern look and he ceases all action and rapid fires his apologies with that sexy grin of his. (you know what grin I’m talking about!). eunseok just lives for your reactions. he’d love a fiesty girl with a cute appearance.

sungchan: he’s the type of boyfriend that cannot be away from you for too long. he’s kinda clingy, possessive and literally always wants to be touching you whenever y’all are together. he needs you like spongebob needs water. he’s so golden retriever coded too! he’s very upbeat and drags you along with him to different places. cafes, shopping centers, etc. even if he’s not doing anything important he’d rather be doing it with you attached to him at the hip. he always has one arm over your shoulder or around your waist. always taking advantage of y’all’s size difference! he’s definitely quality time typa guy. i feel like a black cat gf would suit him (me😆😐)

wonbin: the type of boyfriend who’s actually the girlfriend. i said what i said. maybe it’s bc he makes me wanna baby him..idk. but as much as he likes to act cool, we all know he’s kinda dorky and soft. plus, he’s so easily scared!! he’s not fooling anyone. he acts like he doesn’t like it when you take care of him, but you can tell he appreciates you a lot. i feel like he’s also the type to sing to you often. he has such a pretty voice and he likes showing off his strengths in front of you to make up for his “moments of weakness” as he’d probably call them. but it’s just him being bbygirl coded and you teasing him for it.

seunghan: sweet boy! seunghan is so canon. I just know he’s the type of boyfriend to worship the ground you walk on. I feel it in my bones . he generally seems like such an affectionate person, even with the members of riize. this man literally looks at you with hearts in his eyes. expect a lot of handholding, kissing, hugging etc. most definitely the type to do pda without even realizing. you’d have to constantly remind him that y’all are in public and that he can’t just put his hand up your shirt bc he felt like it. and he’d pout so hard with those beautiful lips of his. probably also a jealous type!

sohee: playful boyfriend all the way. y’all are like besties. sohee’s the type of boyfriend to unironically dab and make still vine references in 2024. like bro would casually naenae in the middle of a the street while on a walk with you bc why not. you’d cringe so hard but eventually end up laughing with him. he’s just goofy like that. he just loves cracking jokes and seeing you laugh at him. it gives him so much satisfaction. I think he’s also the type to try and prank you. idk. y’all would be like those youtube couple prank channels. but hopefully less cringe and not toxic 💀 random but i imagine y’all doing karaoke but it’s ice spice or smth and he’s fully immersed. shaking his ass like he got a dump truck.

anton: the type of boyfriend that knows every little thing there is to know about you. he’s just so quiet that you have no choice but to be the talkative one. he’s loves it though. you’re his little yapper! he’s so attentive, literally knows what you want before you even have to say it. he can tell how you’re feeling just from the look on your face. the type of bf that sits on your bed and listens to you rant while you clean your room or smth. he’s also physically incapable of being romantically invested in more than one person at a time. sooo fortunately for you, every other girl is fucking invisible to this man. the thought of another girl even liking him makes him want to crawl out of his skin. the type to be like “i have a girlfriend!1!1” when the girl was just trying to tell him that his backpack is unzipped and wide open‼️ he’d be speed walking away from girls i’m telling you.

note: haha. first work complete. hope it wasn’t too silly. pls get the references lol . is the format ok? ik it’s basic but lmk what you think. ALSO!! DOESN’T THIS LOOK LIKE SOHEE?! ⬇️

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#riize #riize imagines #riize x reader #riize fluff #riize sungchan #riize seunghan #riize wonbin #riize anton #riize sohee #riize shotaro #riize eunseok #riize smut #riize scenarios #sungchan x reader #shotaro x reader #wonbin x reader #anton x reader #eunseok x reader #seunghan x reader #sohee x reader

[corruptedcaps]

Clumsy Me

“It’s a super kind gesture Greg but are you sure there are no other pairs of pants I can wear? Not that I’m not grateful but skin tight leggings aren’t really my style. Plus I know your stepmom Madison ran out on you and your dad like a year ago but she’d kill me if she saw me in a pair of her slick black pants. You’re right beggars can’t be choosers put this is just until my own jeans dry in your machine ok? Still can’t believe I tripped like that, did you always have that foot stool there? Whatever, just give me a minute to change.”

“Well what do you think? You hate it right? Wait you like it? I guess it is kind of nice, it makes my figure kind of pop doesn’t it? I never thought I’d have the body to pull off anything like this. Can’t believe I’m the same size as you step mom too. Could never wear some of the things she has in there though. All that luxurious fur, expensive jewelry, and those plunging necklines, I could never! Oh whoops I’m so clumsy today, I’ve gone and spilled the second drink you got me on my top. I’ll just sneak back into your step mom’s closet and find something to wear.”

“There we go, now I’m all dry and warm, despite this new top not covering my navel. When I put it on I realized that something was missing and somehow I knew this belt would tie everything together. I feel so stylish, like one of those bougy bitches at school. Do you think if I wore this to school tomorrow they would notice? I promise I’ll bring it all back after school tomorrow. Thanks!”

“I know I know I said I would bring the clothes back and I have but I just had to borrow some others. My outfit was a big hit with Cassandra and all her friends, they said I showed real promise! Can you believe that? Only last week they were picking on me. But if I show up tomorrow wearing my usual drab unfashionable outfits they’ll start bullying me again. Plus don’t I look kind of hot in this new combo? I’ve never worn such high boots before or such a short skirt. It’s hard to explain but the clothes just kind of call to me and each piece I choose just makes sense. I never had an eye for fashion before but these clothes are bringing the inner designer out in me and I can’t deny the results!”

“Hey there handsome, I need to get a new outfit for tomorrow. The girls were in awe yet again. They were right too, I do look better without my glasses. My head is swimming with ideas of what to wear, it was all I could think of last night. What do you mean no? Greg you don’t understand, I need to keep up appearances otherwise I’m toast! Plus your stepmom isn’t around anymore! Still no huh? Well that’s a shame, because you know what else I was thinking last night? I was thinking how if I have to come over everyday to change then you and I should have some fun too. Don’t be coy, I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at me. Look how about you see the lingerie I borrowed, see wouldn’t you like to see me in more?”

“How did I get in here? I made a copy of your key, duh! If I’m going to be your girlfriend I need to be able to get inside your house when you’re not here. Aren’t you glad I did, like look at this new outfit I put together, all the girls are going to be green with envy when they see me. One of them was telling me that Cassandra was starting to feel threatened by my style, that she thinks I’m going to take over the clique! Can you believe that? Me?! It is kind of hot to think of though, me taking over a group of girls who used to bully me and taking down the head bitch herself. Mmmm it’s got me kind of wet, how about you be a good boyfriend and get our knees for me. There’s a reason why I’m wearing a skirt after all.”

“You’re breaking up with me? Why? I have not become a bully! Cassandra was the biggest bitch in our school, I just took her down several pegs. In front of the whole school. While she cried. Sure I made all her old friends block her on socials and refuse to talk to her ever again but she deserved it and now that all her friends are mine now I can run the school how it should be. If that means some of life’s losers get bullied then so be it, they don’t deserve my pity or yours. Come on baby I’m offering you the chance to become king, don’t let your morals get in the way of having me as your queen. Fine if that’s how you feel then fuck you loser, you small dicked prick. I only was with you to get access to you stepmom’s clothes, but I don’t need them or you! So long dork!”

“Oh it’s you creep. Surprised to see me in your house? Well I had every intention of never seeing you again but I was wrong about what I said last week. What? About you? Don’t be stupid, I meant about the clothes. I do NEED them! I bought some hawt clothes of my own but it just wasn’t the same. They weren’t expensive and slutty enough. I was feeling my confidence and power draining over the past few days but now that I’m back in Madison’s clothes I’m feeling more me again. Her bitchy perfume still lingers in their fabric and it’s makes me feel so bad! Your dad let me in and said I should just take whatever I wanted. He was just so accommodating after I put on Madison’s tightest clothes and gave him the best blowjob of his life. He said I should come back everyday and I fully intend on doing so.”

“Mmm your father was right, blonde does make me look older, more mature, more sexy. Wasn’t Madison a blonde? Why am I even asking you, it will only distract you from cooking. To think a few months ago I was giving you the best handjobs of your life so I could have access to Madison’s clothes and now I’m your dad’s fiancée and all the clothes are mine! You could have had me you know? You could have had this perfect ass but you were worried I had become a bully or some nonsense. Your father loves what a bitch I am and encourages me to be a mean spoilt brat by letting me buy whatever I want. Having access to his money allowed me to buy the clothes I deserved! That’s why I love him unconditionally. It certainly helps he’s so well hung, something you never inherited. Speaking of which I think I just heard him come in, I think he and I can slip in a quickie while you cook. Stay if you want to watch perv.”

“Don’t look at me worm, just keep scrubbing the floors. Your father and I want this place spotless when we return from our honeymoon but before we leave I just wanted to tell you a secret. I’m pregnant. I have no doubt it will be a girl and I’m going to raise her to be the biggest, meanest slut there even has been. She’ll have everything her cruel heart desires and I’m going to spoil her rotten. She’ll have my fashion sense of course and your father’s ruthless business acumen. What do you think of Maddy for her name, short for Madison? She’ll be such a wicked princess, and you? Well you’ll be here cleaning the floors everyday for the rest of your life. On that note… oooops I’ve spilled my drink all over your clean floor. I guess I’m just so clumsy.”

#f2f #corruption #bitchification #evil bitch #corrupted clothing #corrupted pov

[mouschiwrites]

Creepypasta/MH - Doing Halloween Stuff With Them :)

(Characters: Tim/Masky, Eyeless Jack, Jeff the Killer, Nina the Killer, Jane the Killer, Ticci Toby)

Tim/Masky

Hear me out... corn maze

I believe that Tim enjoys a good puzzle every now and again

He loves trying to figure things out (specifically when there's nothing at risk)

Getting to show off his navigational skills is also a major plus

He just likes to impress you, even if it comes off as annoying sometimes

"See? What'd I tell you? The exit's right there."

Though he does like the satisfaction of completing the maze, what he really treasures is that time you spend together figuring it out

Once you finally find the exit, you'll celebrate with hot cocoa :D

Eyeless Jack

This man LOVES carving pumpkins

He goes all out; definitely one of those people who makes the crazy intricate designs that look like they take hours

He'll love it if you help him!

If you have a steady hand, he'll let you do the details

If you don't, he'll task you with gutting the pumpkin/handing him tools

You guys collaborate on multiple pumpkins throughout the month, setting them in random locations for everyone to see

If there's a design you want to do, just show it to him, there's no question he'll be down

If it's too simplistic, he'll try to add more details

"Ooh, Jack, look at this one. Can we try to re-create it?"

"Of course! Though I do have some ideas on how it can be improved..."

Jeff the Killer

Another pumpkin carving enjoyer

But for a different reason... a very different reason

He loves the goriness of gutting the pumpkins

He couldn't care less about making actual designs, he just wants to get messy stabbing the pumpkin and gouging out its insides

That being said, he'll 100% gut your pumpkin if you ask him (he'll probably end up doing it even if you don't ask)

It's honestly a little disturbing watching him work

He just gets this look in his eye...

"You, uh... you doing okay there, Jeff?"

"Hm? Yup! Never better!! Say, can you grab the big knife from the kitchen for me?"

Nina the Killer

You best bet she's the costume queen

Spends the whole year planning matching horror-themed costumes

She'll settle for no less than creativity and perfection

High-quality props and articles only!! She'll even make them herself if she has to!

You can expect to spend at least an hour in front of the mirror while she does your makeup/adjusts your clothes

She's an SFX makeup legend, loves incorporating as much gore into your costume as possible

Don't ask why it's so realistic (it's not like she knows how the wound would look if it was real or anything)

"Wow, Nina... It's almost like I can feel it! It's so real!"

"No, no. If you were feeling it, you would be screaming pretty loud right now."

You can also expect to attend multiple parties where you show off your costumes

You guys dominate costume competitions

Jane the Killer

Horror movies!!

Specifically, making fun of them

You both pick apart the plot, the characters, the dialogue, the special effects, everything

No horror film is safe from your scrutiny

If you're the type to get scared during horror movies, her snide comments will help distract you

"Ooh, I can't look!"

"Oh, come on. Look—I bet they used corn syrup for that fake blood. It's way too thick."

When the movie ends, you're both feeling more amused than scared

She doesn't like to see horror films in theaters because she doesn't get to make commentary, plus she doesn't want to "waste" money on a "stupid tryhard-horror flick"

She'd much rather dig up some old indie DVD/VCR and have a home movie night with you

Ticci Toby

Halloween sweets are his bread and butter

Candy apples, fun-sized candy bars, candy corn, pumpkin bread...

He would perish if you made anything homemade for him

Spends the whole month gorging on sweets almost as fast as he can get his hands on them

He will not share with anyone but you

And even you only get a small portion of his goodies

Robs at least one child on Halloween night, mostly for the candy but also because he likes scaring little kids

"Where did you get all that candy?"

"Got it from a little birdy. By that I mean a kid in Falcon cosplay."

"Toby! ... save me the (favorite candy)."

Thank you for reading! Have a good day/night my spooky pookies <33

(divider by saradika)

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #masky x reader #eyeless jack x reader #jeff the killer x reader #nina the killer x reader #jane the killer x reader #ticci toby x reader #masky #tim wright #jeff the killer #nina the killer #jane the killer #ticci toby #marble hornets #marble hornets x reader

[hazshit-hotel-hater]

Could you talk about the designs Viv makes? I don't see many posts talking about this and I wanted some design tips, I intend to post my own cartoon designs (I just don't know when) and I wanted some tips <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

Hey hey!! Id love to talk about designs!

I actually answered this entire question and then uh…. Tumblr deleted my draft so let me try to redo all this lmao

Vivzie has a problem with bodytypes I’ve noticed. Almost all of her cast is insanely skinny and the only two “plus-size” characters I can think of are Millie and Mimzy. Meanwhile, Angel Dust, Vox, Stolas, & Alastor are a few very skinny characters I can think of off the top of my head.

For the best example, I’m going to be using Vox for now. Here is my Vox design next to his canon appearance

They don’t look too different right? This is still easily identifiable as Vox because his main characteristics are there; stupid little hat, tv head, thats about it.

My design also keeps elements of his suit with the stripes and shoulder pads, though in my design his body is a bit wider and his shoulders + waist make him look more commanding and intimidating while still maintaining a sense of professionalism. As for his canon design, he definitely looks sketchy, but he doesn’t really give me that commanding sense of popularity or authority that I feel an overlord should have, especially one with such a wide range of influence as Vox. His canon design looks top heavy and a little pathetic in that “he was born in a wet cardboard box all alone” way. Don’t get me wrong, a small waist can do wonders for a design, but when your designs start to look like… this

I think you might have a problem.

Now, I know I am nowhere near the best character designer in the world, but I have designed my fair share and I think I have enough experience to flatter myself a little.

This is a very simple design choice to make. Body types are probably some of the most intricate and interesting parts of a person in my opinion, and with a lineup like this where everyone looks more or lest the same from the torso down, it’s kind of a dead and sad looking cast, and not in the intended way.

I’m aware my designs are very detailed and wouldn’t be easy to animate with my style, but it’s very easy to draw extra body types with a style fit for TV.

Gravity Falls is a great example of stylised bodies and also using them to build personality. By looking at these characters you can generally tell what their base personality is probably like right? You can do the same thing to an extent with the Hazbin Cast, but all of their designs get muddled into the other. Can you even tell where half of these people are positioned in this screenshot

It’s so pink and red im going to start seeing green when I look away. There are so many colours, use them!!!! You can still slap a red overlay over it and make it “look like hell” or whatever, but you’re still gonna have more variety.

Here’s my body/fur references for Angel and Husk. They are almost entirely opposite to eachother but you can probably get an idea for how they are based on colour and shape. I recommend studying other TV shows and things like anime or movies to see how body types and colours impact character design, but general things I always think of are, like I’ve said, body type, personality, colour, and silhouette. Silhouette is a bit harder to pin since a character can have a very recognizable silhouette and still not be a good design, but honestly to me as long as you can tell which character is which from silhouette you’re good to go on that front.

- Generally just don’t reuse the same colour palette over and over (heres some of my hazbin colours)

- Give diversity in shapes when you can and when it benefits the design

- Try to show their personality through their clothes and pose

- Don’t be afraid to add little physical or personality details that other people might not notice, a good design should keep you interested in tiny details like that or surprise you later on

- Pay attention to what would and wouldn’t make sense (ex. A character that doesn’t like modern fashion wearing modern fashion)

Im not the best at explaining all of this but I hope you could grasp even just a tiny bit of an idea from this! At the end of the day as long as you’re having fun and not actively harming people with the designs then you should be good to go

#raimble #hazbin hotel #hazbin critical #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel critical #anti vivziepop #hazbin hotel rework #hazbin hotel rewrite #hazbin hotel redesign #hazbin redesign #my art

[bakugosbratx]

im not too happy with my body right now :((

maybe a bakugou x fem reader with a belly?

Katsuki x Chunky fem! Reader HC’s

Warning: 18+ Content. Weight, spanking, some sexual activity mentioned, oral (fem receiving), choking mentioned.

A/N: as someone who is plus size, just know that you are beautiful. Your weight doesn’t dictate your beauty. Katsuki loves us for all of our curves. I made this a HC to get more of my point across for the girlies who are not liking themselves right now! I hope this helps, babies 🤍

Tags: @decayish @kxkyuu @bakugousbrat @dienamights @rainne-cloud @vinny-likes-to-play21 @ssplague @ebiharachan @angie-1306 @fransuki @lil-miminini @ahbeautifulexistence @peachyquing @awilddreamermain @milkthistletea

Call me bias but Katsuki loves him some plus size women. I mean that, too. Like, we are just his type.

Our plush thighs, our bellies, our arms, everything is perfect to him.

He loves to lay on our bellies as he relaxes after a hard day of hero work. Your thighs are just perfect to keep him feeling safe and warm.

Katsuki is not ashamed to hold our hand out in public.

He also encourages us to wear that bathing suit we swear up and down wouldn’t look good on us because the only opinion that matters is his.

He makes you do daily affirmations until you learn to love yourself.

Katsuki also doesn’t judge what we eat nor makes us workout. Just because he likes to keep his body a certain way, he never puts that onto us.

You want that extra serving of food? You better get you some or else Katsuki will kick your ass for remaining hungry.

If anyone ever judges you or even so gives you a dirty look, he’s killing them.

Don’t ever be ashamed to go shopping in certain plus size stores either! Katsuki came from fashion designer parents. He secretly loves helping you pick out clothes that make you feel good about yourself.

Katsuki is very muscular. So, he loves that he gets to hold us so tightly and closely. Our curves are nothing more than for him to love.

A lot of us chunky girls don’t like to talk about it, but we do be having fat pussies and guess what? Katsuki eats that shit up like it’s his birthday. He loves pleasing us.

Katsuki loves that we have love handles so when he fucks us, he has something else to hold onto other than our neck or wrist.

And don’t get me started when he be hitting it from the back, girlies. Woo! He loves hearing us moan in pleasure and seeing the way our bodies move from him making us feel so good.

When I tell you, sit 👏🏻 on 👏🏻 this 👏🏻 man’s 👏🏻 face 👏🏻 I mean it. He will be pissed if you don’t. “I’m scared you can’t breathe.” He doesn’t care. If you take him out, he would be honored. Sit on his face. Do it.

You think your too heavy to be picked up? Oh, honey. You are terribly mistaken. Katsuki is picking your ass up and fucking you on the nearest surface with no problems at all.

You think you can be a brat to him? You’ll be put over his knee so fast. That ass of yours is fun to mark up. Plus he enjoys seeing the way it jiggles.

Whenever Katsuki degrades us in the bedroom, our weight is never even a thought in his mind. If he even hears you say one bad thing about yourself, he’ll fix that shit right there.

Overall, Katsuki just loves us for who we are. Never be ashamed of your body because Katsuki finds us so beautiful.

©bakugosbratx

All Rights Reserved — I don’t give anyone permission to repost, distribute, copy or re-use my works in any way. Especially not on other websites such as Tik Tok, Ao3, Wattpad, etc.

#bakugosbratx #bnha #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x chubby reader #bakugo smut #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugo headcanons #bnha headcanons #bnha x plus size reader #bakugo x female reader #katsuki x fem!reader #katsuki x you

[writemekpop]

Robot Lover | Lee Donghyuck (Haechan)

5K Follower Series Ep. 16

Summary: You designed the perfect man – and built him, as a sex robot. But what do you do when Haechan tires of the customers, and falls for you? 

Genre: Sex robot AU, smut

Word Count: 1.4k

Prompt : “Shut up and take your pants off.”

"I want my money back! That sex robot of yours couldn't even keep his tiny metal dick up!” 

Irene’s face was dark red, her clothes bunched up in her arms. Before you could even apologise, she stormed out of the apartment.  

You squeezed the bridge of your nose, taking a deep breath. This was the third time a client had walked out of a session unsatisfied.  

When you first designed Model H809A15AN, or Haechan, as you called him, he was a state-of-the-art sex robot. He was tall, dark, muscular, and handsome – everyone’s dream. Plus, his tongue could vibrate, and his penis changed size according to the client’s needs. Perfection!  

But lately, something was going wrong. Haechan was no longer able to perform. You’d spent hours debugging, reprograming, polishing… nothing. Why was he acting up like this? 

Haechan was sat on the bed, his broad shoulders hunched, and his head hung low. His chestnut brown hair flopped forwards, covering his eyes.

If it wasn’t for the green button glowing faintly on the back of his neck, you could have sworn he was real. From the tiny hairs on his tanned arms to the moles around his eyes, he looked… human. 

You sat down on the mattress beside Haechan. 

“What’s the matter, Haechan?” 

Haechan lifted his head to look at you. His dazzling brown eyes leapt with flecks of gold. “I am sorry, mistress. I have failed you yet again.” 

“Haechan, we’ve been over this! If you can’t satisfy my clients, I’ll just have to… make a new model.”

Haechan’s eyes widened. He gripped your hand with alarming strength. “No! Please don’t decommission me!” 

You sighed, exasperated. “Look, if you can’t do the job, what’s the point?”  

Haechan started to pant, his broad chest rising and falling. His cheeks filled with colour, and his brow glistened. Your heart squeezed, and you had to remind yourself he was just a machine. Sometimes, he looked so lifelike.  

He gulped. “There is a reason that I cannot service the clients anymore.

You stared him straight in the eye. “What? You’ve known the problem all this time? Why are you only telling me now?”

Haechan’s face flushed even more, and he couldn’t meet your eyes. “I just… I do not want you to be angry at me.” 

You scoffed. “Come on, how bad can it be?” 

“It- it may make you view me differently forever.”

“Look, if you’ve got a virus, it’s okay. They have software for that.” 

He suddenly looked up, meeting your gaze in a wide-eyed stare. “It’s not… a software issue.”

Your chest was tight. What could it be? He didn’t… not want to work for you anymore, right? Had someone done something to him? 

 “... It’s because… I am in love with you. I love you, mistress. Y/n.”

You gasped. Haechan had never said your name out loud before. 

You’d heard about machine learning, but robots falling in love? Nonsense. “Look. I bet it’s just a virus-“ 

 “No!” Haechan pulled your hand onto his firm chest. “Feel my heart, it beats for you.” 

You gulped. You really could feel his heart thundering away against your palm. And the heat radiating from his body…it was driving you insane.

You pulled your hand off. “You’re just… just silicon and steel. That’s it.” Your own heart started to race. Why was it racing?

Haechan stared at you, hazel eyes blazing with defiance. “I know you feel the same way! Your pupils are dilated, your cheeks are flushed, your heart rate is one hundred and ten beats per minute. Those are the signs of attraction, of love. Or am I reading you wrong?”

“I- I…” you stuttered. 

Haechan went on. “You’re my creator, and you made me into your perfect man.” 

His voice was low, and ringing with intensity. “Well here I am, your perfect man, wanting you back.”

“But how can we-“

“Shut up and take your pants off.” Haechan said a playful smile toying at his plump lips.

 You gasped. “Where did you learn to talk like that?”

He smirked. “I may have picked up a trick or two over the years. I can tell you like it. Your blood pressure just spiked.”

You rubbed your cheeks, blushing. Damn it, why did you add all those extra features?  

Haechan touched your thigh. “I don’t want to be your servant anymore. I want to be your… equal.”

You bit your lip. This was not a good idea…

Haechan leant close. The air thickened with something intense, electrifying.  

“I can make love to you better than those human men,” Haechan whispered, his breath tickling your ear. “I hear the way you fake your moans when you bring someone around. With me, you’d never have to fake it. You designed me for you, after all.”

You gulped. Unable to breathe. To talk. 

“Can I try something?” Haechan asked, his fingers grazing lightly across your neck, leaving a burning trail in their wake.  

Your heart and your head were in crossfire. No one had ever looked at you like how Haechan was looking at you right now - like you set him alight. 

You nodded, your desire getting the better of you.

Haechan leant towards you. He left a trail of soft kisses up your neck, each one pressing against your skin for a second longer. You let your eyes flutter shut. 

Even though you knew these moves were calculated – you’d programmed them yourself - your skin still quivered with a pleasure. 

Haechan’s lips hovered over yours. And then, he kissed you. 

You moaned into the kiss. His fingers cupped your cheek. His tongue was warm, inviting. Your whole body blazed with desire. Every inch of your skin exploded with sparks at his touch. 

As you kissed, you curled your hand around the back of his head, through his soft hair. 

You squeezed your mouth onto his, kissing him with all your might. You ran your fingers up the back of his neck, feeling the short spiky hairs brush your fingers. Haechan shuddered with pleasure.

By accident, your fingers touched the button on the back of Haechan’s neck. Your eyes snapped open. For a moment, you’d gotten so lost in pleasure, that you’d forgotten Haechan was not human. You’d forgotten that this could never work. 

Only your fingerprint could activate the button. You pushed it. Haechan froze. 

You pulled your mouth off him and watched in anguish as Haechan tried to fight it, but couldn’t. 

“I… love… you.” Were the last words Haechan said as he powered down. The light left his eyes, and his cold, heavy body slumped forwards onto yours. 

You pushed him off, shuddering. 

“I’m so sorry,” you whispered.

That night, when you took Haechan’s body apart, piece by piece, your cheeks were wet with tears. You cried so much that you could have passed out from dehydration. 

You were doing this for the sake of humanity. This… this had gone too far. Haechan had crossed boundaries that no scientist could have predicted. It was just too dangerous.

 Love… could wait. 

-Five years later-

“Haemi, come for dinner!” 

Your three-year-old daughter came running into the kitchen, skidding to a halt in front of you.

Your husband, Renjun, followed behind. 

You didn’t see it at the time, but Renjun was similar to Haechan in many ways. When Renjun kissed you, you couldn’t help but think of Haechan’s lips as they grazed your neck. 

Every time you closed your eyes, you’d see a flash of brown skin, a mole, a signature smirk. 

Renjun’s touch didn’t set your skin alight, but how important was that really? At least you had Haemi. 

There was a knock at the door. 

Every time you heard the doorbell, a tiny part of you would leap. Could it be Haechan? But that was impossible. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK 

You yanked open the door. The wineglass in your hand fell to the floor, spreading a deep red stain. But you didn’t notice – you were too busy staring at the man standing at your door. 

In that moment, the five years that had passed vanished as if they never happened.

It was Haechan.

You rubbed your eyes. But there he was, tall, brown, breathing. He hadn’t aged a day since the day you took him apart. 

How was this possible? 

Haechan stepped forwards. “I finally found you.”  

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[aleeyenn]

Hi i just wanted to say I love your works and profile sm, I love how you represent fireafy and coinpin and each of their respective characters, and I especially love how you represent Coiny. I feel like from what I've seen people don't see how Coiny really is, they usually just reduce him to a jerk or a firey slapper. But he's so much more and so different from that lke in canon he's so driven and serious but then fun and chill when needed, and how he can be fun and silly but then empathetic and sweet when given. and I feel like the way you represent him is so accurate and takes evey aspect of him in canon as well as headcanons that just FIT HIM SO WELL and idk it just makes me so happy. I also LOVE your headcanon of him being able to pull both masculinity and femininity, I love it so much it emulates the essence of him so well so be so comfortable in himself and not have a shred of toxic masculinity or anything like that. And I love how you make him adore pin like YES HE ADORE AND LOVES and does whatever pin wants it just makes me so happy esp with how gorgeous she is and as someone who is also plus sized and having issues with self image seeing coiny adore pin like that makes me believe in myself more idk how to explain it but YEA hahah just really like how you depict his charcater as a whole

I also love all your designs for every character

But ye I just want to say that hahah

i saw this when it was sent yesterday and i was in school and i was SOOO HAPPY i was telling all my friends with tears in my eyes and squealing over how sweet of a message i received LIKE I HAD TO FORCE MYSELF NOT TO CRY AND I KEPT GETTING UP AND PACING AAHH😭😭😭 i have waited for when i have free time where i’m not super tired to respond better than i would tired But! THANK YOU SOSOSOSO MUCH!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME!!! YOU REALLY DONT!!! thank you thank you so much!!! i’ve been struggling with forming my thoughts and feelings into words recently so forgive me if this is a messy reply but AHH!!!

coiny is one of my favorite characters he’s sooOOO FUNNY AND CHARMING! i love expressing his silly side and how dumb he is sometimes so i do it in most of my work (because it’s lighthearted almost every time) and it makes me so happy to see him being so.. coiny! he is genuinely such an amazing character and the perfect balance of cool, kind, and idiotic(affectionately) he’s so nice and so compassionate and i appreciate that about him so much and I AM SO HAPPY THAT YOU CAN ENJOY MY PORTRAYAL OF HIM BECAUSE HE IS SO AWESOME! I LOVE EVERY PART OF HIM!!! and you like my headcanons!!! i forget what kind of coiny headcanons i have represented on this account but YESSS!!! COINY PULLING OFF FEMININE CLOTHES IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS TO THINK ABOUT! he is SO proud of it. he will put on a pink frilly dress and walk with confidence and feel as pretty as can be! i’ve been meaning to draw him in a dress for months actually (i have so much i want to draw all the time but i’m either really busy or i have zero motivation But this message gave me the motivation to actually try soon KEEP AN EYE OUT! maybe ill draw pin and coiny with their outfits swapped 🤫) he is one of the most positive and caring contestants on bfdi and he makes me so happy!!! he can wear both girly clothes and masculine clothes HE CAN WEAR WHATEVER HE WANTS and he will look TOTALLY AWESOME IN IT! and OMFGGG DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HOW MUCH HE LOVES PINNN SHE IS HIS WHOLE WORLD AND COINY IS HERS AS WELL! coiny will do anything for her he loves her so bad… AND!!! AHHHH!!!! I AM SO SO SO INCREDIBLY HAPPY MY PIN HUMANIZATION MAKES YOU FEEL THAT WAY!!! BRINGING PEOPLE SELF-CONFIDENCE AND EMPOWERMENT THROUGH MY DESIGNS AND REPRESENTATION IS MY ABSOLUTE GOAL WITH WHAT I DO!!! it seriously means everything to me that i’ve Actually been able to achieve that and help people with how they feel about themselves indirectly. my eyes are watering while typing this ARGHH i really just want everyone to know how beautiful they are no matter what their size or weight or height or color or LITERALLY ANYTHING is. and as someone who also struggles with their self-image/esteem it means even More to me because i know how it feels!!! seeing yourself in a design of your favorite character or a character you enjoy in general feels SO GOOD so i strive to do that as much as i can. body diversity and diversity in all aspects is incredibly important to me and i want to sprinkle it everywhere in whatever i do!!! everyone is so beautiful and different and i think that is a blessing!!! whoever is reading this is beautiful and whoever in the WORLD is too just how they are now!!! EVERYONE IS GORGEOUS!!! it may take a while to feel it and that’s okay but just know that you are!!!

in short i am happy i was able to touch your heart and make you smile and give you at least a little bit more confidence in yourself. you are amazing and so kind for sharing this all with me!!! i think you can tell now how much this did for me by how much i wrote (SORRY ITS HUGE BLOCKS OF TEXT) and i can’t thank you enough for liking my work from characterization to design. every time i get a message like this i will not stop thinking about it and i hold it close to me every time i draw Like those other messages about my pin gijinka from months back I STILL GET SO EMOTIONAL OVER. i’m really glad i can make you feel that way and i hope i have made many others feel the same way too. THANK YOU!!!💖💖💖🫶🫶🫶

#ps i’m trying to make a Not lighthearted comic about coiny and pin having a talk about bfdia and stuff #LIKE when pin said Let’s talk later… in tpot 2 ITS IF THEY ACTUALLY DID TALK LATER ABOUT ALL THAT STUFF #idk when it’s gonna be done but it’s going to have much more emotion and intensity than my usual fun and silly art #it’ll express their POVs and whatnot #I HAVE NO IDEA WHEN ILL FINISH IT BUT I HOPE YOU CAN LOOK FORWARD TO IT! #SORRY I WROTE SO MUCH IM JUST SOOSOSOSO HAPPY AND TOUCHED #I REACHED THE WORD LIMIT #joyjibberjabber

[688199]

marinette is FAR from being a “normal girl, with a normal life” (general criticism, and analysis of the location concept art)

pardon any mistakes, this is a rant post lmaoo

first and foremost, she is the daughter of paris’s most popular bakery. everyone knows it. and it's not loved the same way a long time neighbourhood bakery is loved. sleek high class interior design, like i bet a simple croissant costs 4 euros or smth.

now how about the earlier bakery design?

cluttered, lots of bread stacked everywhere, but it coneys well their love for baking. wonder why those "run down eating places" are always the one that have the greatest tasting food? it's because their heart is in cooking the meal. tbh, reminds me of the bakery in kikis delivery service actually. and why does these two bakeries feel so much nicer despite being so simple looking? because you can feel the hardwork (oh and the brown is a true vibe). full offence but the neatness of the current bakery feels like its a corporate business.

two, while she goes to a public school, it’s like the kids of all the most rich and famous citizens of paris are gathered there. adrien, model and son of renowned fashion designer. chloe, daughter of the mayor. juleka, daughter of famous rock star, alix, daughter of historian at louvre. mylene, daughter of a leading mine performer that had his posters plastered everywhere. that’s like just some of i remember. definitely not normal. unfortunately no concept art of the school. but knowing that the PV did reference marinette's bedroom, im going to assume the school design existed as a brief sketch.

this seems like a classy, rich college, same like the current one. but the design is better, imo, looks more school-ish. and third, it’s so clear that marinette is super rich. like man what the hell that room is thrice the size of mine. yet it lacks so much personality. what does this tell us about her? she likes pink. i seriously cannot find anything here that stands out to me.

this is why i much prefer the concept art locations. at least they look sort of middle class. it also gives marinette a “cozy” vibe, and someone who makes the best out of a given situation.

marinette is given the attic room. lots of beams, not very well furnished. yet she takes advantage of a seemingly bad room by using the beams to place boxes and toys. she also uses cloth to decorate the place, showing her appreciation of cloth design. it’s small, but has character, compared to marinette’s pink spacious room that’s a mess to look at.

furthermore the rooftop clearly isn’t meant to be used like that. but she adds little features to it, such as a simplistic bird house, wood planks to allow an even surface to place stuff/ sit, and a tent tied down by random pink strings and ribbons. it shows how she’s adaptable, creative and caring (bird house). plus it alludes to a sense of defiance and her “wanting to take a break”.

on the other hand, the current (it’s not even called a rooftop it’s called a balcony) is in big open space, smack right in front of the eifel tower, nicely floored with a proper fence and proper table for teapot. nothing here is "make shift" like the previous design. even if marinette did spend time making this place nice, how can we tell? there's nothing that hints to us that she worked on it. it doesn’t convey anything about marinette to us anymore, other than: “oh holy shit she's pretty rich”.

even this even earlier design is simple, but still says more about marinette than the current balcony. she carried her teapot all the way up there even though it's insanely difficult to. this tells us she's willing to put extra effort into things.

you could say im looking too deep into things. but i really am not. people fail to understand that even art, animation and film, every little detail, no matter how small, is important and should tell us the personality of the character.

with all the choices made in the series, how could you convince anyone that marinette is supposed to be normal? the whole concept of marinette and ladybug is that she looks average on the surface, but is capable of being a superhero due to all these favourable character traits of hers that tend to be overlooked. marinette dupain cheng? writers can't even make her look average for gods sake. from her appearance (stereotypically good-looking instead of charmingly cute, there's a difference), and her life in general (blessed with all the chances in the world that basically spoon feeds her her dream).

its exactly like those famous hollywood stars saying how much they suffered before they could succeed. except they were rich from the start with famous parents.

#ladybugclassic #miraculous ladybug criticism #mlb #ladybug pv #i hate everything about the show on god #marinette cheng

[chubsonthemoon]

Binderary 2023 Wrap-Up!

Binderary 2023 is over, and I come bearing some stats, thoughts, and a compiled list of my QOTD answers! :3

Stats:

Books planned: 7

Books completed: 7/7 (woohoo!)

Fandoms: 3 (Yuri on Ice, Harry Potter, and The Sandman)

Total word count: 340,654

List of books (from left to right):

Maybe sprout wings by @moorishflower

Flower King by @landwriter

The Politeness of Princes by @aboxthecolourofheartache

Uncertain Results (also by Box!)

I'm caught inside every open eye (also also by Box :3)

Not pictured (on account of them being given away as gifts!):

My Immortal by Tara Gilesbie (aka xxxbloodyrists666xxx) (community typeset by @renegadepublishing)

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by @kazliin (typesetting by @ziezie13 <3)

QOTD answers under the cut (and these are copied directly from our DW post, just with added tumblr @'s!)

1. What does Renegade mean to you?

Renegade has, in all honesty, probably changed the course of my life! That's not hyperbole--it's had such a huge influence on my hobbies, my friendships, my academic trajectory, even my career. I was still in undergrad when I found ASH's post on fanbinding, and I was very lost as to what the next steps would be. And like so many others experienced, the pandemic only made things even murkier and more isolating. Then I found ASH's manifesto in June 2020, worked up the courage to join the Discord in July 2020, and found a community of like-minded weirdos who were just as passionate (if not even more so!) about their favorite stories, and a craft that I fall a little bit more in love with every day (well, most days. fuckin printers man XD). I wrote my honors thesis thanks to Renegade; I've made lifelong friends thanks to Renegade; I have my current job, in a field I love, thanks to Renegade. (My first Rocky Horror Picture show at Havencon 2022? All thanks to Renegade :D) This really feels like my forever fandom home-- even when I jump around from fandom to fandom, there's always a wonderful and supportive community to fall back on. In short, I really love it here, I'm so pleased with what we've done so far, and I can't wait to see where we go! ❤️

2. Favorite Fic

As everyone else who answered this, this question is IMPOSSIBLE. However, if you put a gun to my head and told me to answer right now, I'd have to say Tell Me About the Big Bang (my binding of it here!) It's one of the fics that has touched me most deeply and which has probably had the greatest influence on my writing. It was one of the first fics I'd ever bound, and I really wanted to rebind it to see how far I've come!

3. One thing you'd like to learn more about

GOD SO MANY THINGS. Backing! Headband techniques. Chisel trimming. Edge gilding. Tiny books. More advanced Cricut techniques. More cohesive and professional-looking graphic design. This hobby is really a dozen hobbies in a trench coat, and there's so much to explore.

4. Paper!

For my textblocks, I use 20 lb. cream Hammermill paper! I order it in 11"x 17" and get it cut in half for short grain, like a lot of other folks at Renegade. Recently I've started experimenting with quarto-sized Legal (8.5"x 14")and fell in love. I also want to try a bunch of the other paper that folks have suggested (looking at @robins-egg-bindery Mohawk Via o.o). For my endpapers, I usually use scrapbook paper from those scrapbook paper packs you can get at Michaels and Joann's (and when they're on sale...WOOF)

5. Cloth!

DUO BOOKCLOTH MY BELOVED. God I wish I'd gotten in on the Renegade group order - but ah well. Big fan of making my own though! There are just so many options to choose from, so it really expands what you can do (again: a dozen hobbies and crafts in a trench coat)

6. The Glue War

LOVE me some PVA! I know that it gives you less time to do things, but I get impatient XD. Plus it's cheap and easy to find and ready to use right out of the bottle, which is great. I've tried my hand at making starch paste + PVA with very mixed (ha!) results, although I had a wonderful time with some methyl cell that @simply-sithel gifted me at Havencon last year <3 So mayhaps will have to buy more of that for a future project!

I also love my Cricut Explore 2, Charlotte! She holds up very well, although I think she's due for a blade refill soon. I've just been setting my pressure higher and higher LOL

7. Machines

Love my Epson ecotank! I recently bought it--for the first two years I was going to my local print shop because the quality was great and I had a discount card. Unfortunately the discount card eventually expired, so I decided to bite the bullet and get my own printer. I really love it! I didn't want to have to deal with laser and printing in color can get pricey--the cartridges are just so goddamn expensive, although I do think laser prints in higher quality. Mayhaps a future purchase, because I'd really like to experiment with foiling!

8. Favorite binding technique

Ooh this one is interesting! I know which part of the process I enjoy the most, which is sewing! Kettle stitch my beloved. ALTHOUGH I am a sucker for the French link too--it's just so pretty! And we just had a wonderful workshop put on last week by @queercore-curriculum on their...embroidered binding/long-stitch binding (??? I don't know if there's an official name for it yet), which I LOVE. Glueless bindings are SO cool and I would love to experiment more with them.

9. Your best tip/trick

Ooh! Hmmm...I'd say: never bind while you're super tired/hungry LOL. I've made many a preventable mistake very late at night because I wanted to get something cased in or glued before bed when I probably should've waited till morning XD That being said, on the flip side I think you should never be afraid to experiment! Go hog wild!!! Use those glitter pens!! Try out that fancy silk for your endbands!! Try that new binding style! And if you fuck up, remember that's okay too! These are handmade objects and those mistakes are proud proof of that, and of your journey as a fanbinder. Stick 'em in the channel on the Discord, laugh and (maybe cry a little XD) about it, and then keep going. tldr; ya live and learn!

10. Favorite Detail

Ooh, this one's hard! I love leaving little Easter eggs in my designs. I'd say my favorite is putting my maker's mark on things! My imprint is Moonham Press (a fun mix of my usernames, chubsthehamster and chubsonthemoon), and the logo includes a little crescent moon. I'd actually been binding for about two years when I finally made the imprint--I used to think that it was...idk, kind of weird to put myself in the book? Like I was taking away from the story inside it. But then I got to thinking--well, hey, I'm the one who made this book, right? If nothing else, putting my mark on it tells someone who may pick it up one day that I was connected to this story. Some conversations with some folks at Renegade during Havencon 2022 also helped me embrace this. So these days I put my imprint logo in the typesetting, and I also put it on the cover somewhere! My favorite spots are either on the spine, between the title and author name, or on the back cover, in the bottom left corner :D

11. Spines

Spines are the bane of my existence. Haha, jk. They're mostly just tedious, since they're one of the only parts of the process that still require precise measurement (I've cut templates for everything else by now, and I use my guillotine to cut boards, so that goes super fast). For my thicker books I use Bristol board; I actually still use the same sheets I bought in 2020 when I first started binding--I didn't know how much I would really need so I think I ordered four massive sheets which will probably last me for ten years LOL. For my thinner books, I use Davy board, which is a pain to cut but gives the book a really nice board feel. And for my paperbacks, the spine is just the cover, which I make out of kraft paper for the backing + the decorative paper (usually scrapbook paper or something I've designed and printed)

12. Mistakes/Fails

Ooh BOY are there many. My most recent was my experiment with making a hardback quarto letter. I made the hinge waaaaay too small so when I tested the case the textblock was sticking out of it LOL. But I've been pretty lucky--this is only the second case I've had to remake in my time as fanbinder *KNOCKS ON WOOD*, but my printer fuck-ups when I was trying to figure out how to print on legal sized paper (since my printer doesn't duplex) probably make up for the luck I've had in the case department XD. Casing in, though--I think I've had maaaaaybe...two or three case-ins where I was completely happy with the results. A large part of this is because my guillotine doesn't cut completely straight, so my squares are never even LOL. But hey, I'm not getting paid for this, and I'm having fun, so eh.

13. Process

Ooh, interesting! My process has remained largely unchanged--I think the only thing that has really changed is now the frequency at which I print. I used to print at a print shop, so I'd make typesets in large batches--usually two to four books, sometimes more (I think the most I've done at a time is five?), and I'd make a day out of it. Now that I have my printer at home though, I can do things in smaller batches! I can also test print things, so I've been able to get a lot more experimental with my books sizes and my covers. Everything else has remained largely the same--the first book I did I typeset in MS Word, but everything after that I've all done in Affinity Publisher. I typeset > print > bind > take pictures! I really like how different each step is (like I said, twelve different hobbies in a trench coat), so there's always something different to do if I get bored. My favorite parts are probably designing covers and sewing the signatures!

14. Storage solutions

OUGH. I have one of those rollaway drawer thingies for all my tools, a dozen scrapbook paper containers, several large baskets for my vinyl and cloth, a hanging stand for my larger sheets of decorative paper, a standing desk which holds my Cricut and printer (a few of the aforementioned vinyl baskets are under this desk too), another rollaway basket thingy that holds my printing paper and my press (also under the standing desk), another desk which holds both my two guillotines and cutting mats (and under that desk are all my scrapbook paper containers and Cricut mats), and a final third desk where I keep all my sewing stuff and where I do my typesetting and other sitting-down parts of the process. And of course my shelves for all my books! This doesn't really give a sense of where everything is, but it's actually fairly organized, and for the most part I know where everything is (except for my FUCKING bone folder god that thing is always ending up in places I do not remember putting it XD)

15. Your Workspace

Ah, see my answer to 14! I'll probably upload a photo here later XD

16. Dust jackets and covers

Oooh, I've never made a dust jacket before--I don't think my printer could handle the wonky paper size that it requires, but they look really cool and I'd maybe be up for making one someday! And covers! Both my greatest love and my greatest enemy. They're super fun to design, but this is one part of the process that always feels like an uphill battle for me! There are so many skilled and talented folks in Renegade with GORGEOUS covers, and it's always a mix of being incredibly inspired and getting some design envy--but either way it's very motivating to keep me out of my comfort zone and to always keep trying new things. I use decorative paper and scrapbook paper mostly for the base material (although I've begun experimenting with designing things digitally and printing them out on Epson matte presentation paper), and then the rest is fuck it, we ball. I usually design the cover last, so I have an entire typeset and title page already when I begin, which makes things a little easier since I have an already established aesthetic to work with. My font selection is kind of determined by how small the text for the title/author name is, since my Cricut isn't great at cutting super small sizes (Times New Roman, funnily enough, is one of the only fonts that it can do at smaller sizes LOL so a lot of the text on my covers/spines are in TNR). I'm excited to keep improving and experimenting in this area!

17. Published inspiration

Ooh!! This one's fun--when I first began making my Master pages in Affinity publisher, I literally grabbed the first few books I saw on my shelf and said 'alright, this looks good' and haven't looked back since LOL. Those books were Vintage's editions of Toni Morrison's novels, Picador's Gilead by Marilynne Robinson, Vintage's edition of Willa Cather's The Song of the Lark, Fall River's omnibus editions of Shakespeare and Sherlock Holmes's works, Penguin Classic's Deluxe edition of Jane Austen's novels, and a few others that I can't remember. I looked at all these books, found what they had in common (for example, a simple title page before the decorative title page, the use of a single graphic or design at the beginning of each chapter, etc.) and went with that! I don't usually take inspiration from specific books, EXCEPT for a project I'm currently working on which I'm super excited about :3 More TK here eheh (ADDITION 3/7: I was talking about Maybe sprout wings here LOL)

18. Illustrations

FANART MY BELOVED. I LOVE including fanart in my books, because it's such a lovely demonstration of the communal nature of these stories and it's so fun getting to collect all the pieces. For free use graphics my favorite sites are Adobe Stock images and Heritage Library. Heritage in particular has a beautiful selection of free vintage graphics packs that I've used for years now. And very occasionally, wingdings fonts will have something I really like XD

19. Favorite tool

Despite my gripes earlier about always misplacing it, I ADORE my bone folder. It's a funky lil dude and it makes all my edges nice and crisp! I can't wait for the retreat bone folder fufu :3 Also a very big fan of my guillotine, which despite its flaws makes my life a hell of a lot easier in the long run, as well as my presses, which were handmade by my dad and do their jobs very well (squiiiiiiish)

20. Favorite part of the binding process

Oooh, this one's fun! I really like the actual construction of the book--sewing sigs is always relaxing and has been one of my fave parts since the very beginning. Recently I've started to really enjoy designing covers, especially if there are a lot of physical elements (like layering scrapbook paper or playing around with Mod Podge).

I had the absolute privilege to hold @clovenhoofbindery's copy of Away Childish Things at Havencon last year. Literally every book Space makes I fall in love with, and her designs are a HUGE inspiration for me. Everything from the typesetting to cover design to physical construction--I lose my marbles every time.

21. Inspo: The binder that inspired you!

Ohhh this one's so hard! Literally every time I check the #show-off channel in the Discord I'm struck by so many beautiful books. I'm going to cheat and name a few people here, but this list is by no means comprehensive and doesn't even begin to cover everyone I could name.

Everything @pleasantboatpress binds is just so beautiful. Their color choices are always inspired and their headbands make me want to cry! Their bind of Unconditional in particular had me foaming at the mouth.

The quality of everything @zhalfirin-binds makes, likewise, always blows me away. Her books are so polished and professional, and her photos make me feel like I'm in a museum when I'm trawling her blog for inspo!

@simply-sithel's tiny books are literally the coolest things ever! I'm still working my way through the Binderary vids and I can't wait to get to hers. Six plays with form in mind-bending and truly innovative ways, and her blog is wonderland of tiny and fantastical book creatures.

@teleportbooks's binds are the definition of classy and refined. They're so good at designing their books according to the contents of the fic--their binding of Thirty-Three Lashes in particular is just the best design centered around fic content and title I've seen. Their designs always make me melt a little when I see them!

@no-name-publishing's endbands are to DIE for. Like fr I am in awe every time!!! And Kam's cover + title page designs are a huge source of inspo for me--forever in love with this bind of theirs, with the beautiful painted cover + matching endpapers T_T

And of course!!! I (and everyone else) wouldn't be here without our beloved leader, @armoredsuperheavy. He's the first binder that ever inspired me, and he continues to do so today!

22. Inspo: The fic that inspired you!

My original answer was also my answer for 27 ("First bind"), but I'm gonna say something a little different here! I usually know pretty quickly whether I'm interested in binding something, but very rarely has a fic gotten me hook, line, and sinker the way @that-banhus's King of Infinite Space did. Like, from the first line I was like "oh god I need to hold this one." And eventually I did! :3

23. Author spotlight: Someone you've bound

AHHHHHH this one is so hard too! I've bound a good number of authors over the years, many of whom are my dear friends, and to spotlight only a single one would be impossible. So I'm just going to poke @dodici12, whose killugon fic See You Upside Down is one of the best killugon reunion fics ever in my very humble hamster opinion. Hiiiii Tessa ilysm <333

24. Author spotlight: Someone you'd like to bind

OOOOOH. Many, many fics are in my queue. I'll keep them to myself for now, since I prefer to ask for author permission via DM, but atm I have my eye on a few Good Omens authors whose work I adore!

25. Favorite bind by you!

THIS ONE IS SO HARD AJLSKDJF. I love all my babies so much and I'm proud of what I was able to accomplish and what I learned from each of them. However, if you put a gun to my head and asked me to choose right now, I'd have to go with my most recent bind of Maybe sprout wings by @moorishflower. I'm really pleased with both its construction and particularly the curation of its contents, which includes the work of nearly a dozen people. It was my attempt at capturing the communal nature of fanfiction's creation and dispersal, and it was also my Big Project this Binderary. I'm ridiculously fond and proud of it!

26. Favorite bind by someone else!

THIS ONE IS SO HARD TOO HELP. Okay this is only one of my many many favorites, but dragging Space back out here again to say that her bind of Away Childish Things permanently altered my brain chemistry. Like, the cutout!!! The patronuses!!!! The title page cutout???? THE KEY??? Again, I held this book in my hands IN PERSON last year and I'm still not over it. The quality of the work is absolutely bonkers crazy incredible and I think about it Often.

27. First bind

The very first fic I ever bound was On Stranger Tides by @theroyalsavage. It's still one of my favorite fics ever today--it has the perfect blend of action/adventure, romance, humor, and fantasy. It gives me the good ol' "roaming the high seas with found family and magic and pirates" ache. It holds a very special place in my heart!

FINAL THOUGHTS

28. Latest bind

See 22! But for funsises, I'm also ridiculously fond of the binding before that, of @aboxthecolourofheartache's fic The Politeness of Princes, because I got to do lots of fun arts and crafty things with the cover!

This was my first year doing Binderary, and I had such a blast! It's so crazy seeing how far Renegade has come, from a little Discord for book shop chatting (ASH mentioned in one of the talks how it was just called, like, "Bookbinding Discord" at the beginning LOL) to now. We're well on our way to a proper organizational structure, with several yearly events, in-person meetups, and thousands of members all over the world. And we have so much more planned! It feels truly special, and I'm so grateful to everyone who makes this possible.

Okay!! That's all from me for today, folks. If you made it this far, thanks so much for reading! <3

#binderary2023 #fanbinding #bookbinding #ficbinding

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Lee Felix X Thick female reader

Word count: 6.5k

Synopsis: Felix, your best friend who happens to be head over heels in love with you, takes you to an old high school friend's wedding, At the reception an old crush that used to torment you shows an interest after all these years. Instead of telling him to fuck off you laugh, dance and disappear with him. Felix is unable to stand seeing it opting to drown his sorrows instead. Will Felix be able to finally tell you how he feels, or will he lose you to the old prom king without ever taking his chance?

A/N: 18+ only! This is the seventh installment of the SKZ x thick reader series! Wow! SEVEN! Only one more to go I can't believe it! Thank you all for coming along on this wild ride of plus sized mc's and the turmoil and doubts that come along with being a plus sized person in our world. This one I wanted to kind of turn that on its head just a bit, so I hope you enjoy that aspect. Also! I usually keep all my warnings below the cut, but I feel like I should make mention that there is an attempted assault written into this story. It is not too graphic or very long, but it is in the story so if that is something that can be upsetting, triggering, or make you uncomfortable please know, I understand if you skip this one. Other than that, I hope you enjoy reading! If you do give it a like, reblog, comment, shoot me an ask and keyboard smash. I love hearing from you guys about all my stories but especially this series. Now, as always, warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY! Strong language/cursing, attempted assault, fighting and mild violence, oral (f receiving), unprotected piv sex (use your head and condoms please), Felix comes on y/n, little bit of praise and pet names (angel, jagiya, beautiful etc.) I think that is everything but if I ever miss something please let me know and I'll add it immediately.

You and Felix had been friends since forever. Best friends. He had been there to congratulate every accolade and picked up the pieces every time you were in shambles. Primary school, puberty, first boyfriend, first heart break, your favorite grandmothers passing, prom, university, all of your biggest core memories, Felix was a part of. Felix had only been head over heels in love with you since the sixth grade but he never had the guts to tell you. Afraid to lose his best friend, afraid of rejection.

Felix had always been on the thin side and not especially tall although still taller than you. You both had been fairly awkward before puberty. When it hit Felix, he got a little taller but he always struggled putting on weight. So, getting taller only made his already lithe frame that much thinner. Another thing that did happen to Felix when puberty hit was his voice dipped down octaves deeper which garnered him some looks considering his voice and appearance did not seem to go together. When puberty hit you boy it hit. Curves Felix had never seen appeared almost overnight. You had hips and big breasts and suddenly you weren’t the awkward preteen you had been anymore; you were a voluptuous woman. 

The popular girls did not like that you had things they wanted, so they made fun of you, called you fat, wore you down, made you think there was something wrong with you. There wasn’t of course. You had hips and breasts and an ass; a tummy comes with all of those things typically. The popular boys wanted the popular girls to like them so that meant joining in on your torment and boy did they. Yet you still wanted to fit in, wanted them to want to be your friend. Felix got the brunt of a lot too, usually for sticking up for you but you were always the main target.

That was ancient history though. You were both adults now and working in successful careers, you a clothing designer and Felix behind the scenes in the music industry. You were still best friends and Felix was still in love with you even after all those years. Which is why when he looked down at his buzzing cell phone and saw your name and picture pop up on the screen he smiled and answered quickly. 

“Felix! Will you be my date?!” He had only just answered and was flustered and confused by your choice of greeting. 

“Wh-What?” He stammered out finally. 

“Krista’s wedding. It’s in two weeks and Eric was supposed to go with me, before...” Eric your dick head ex-boyfriend. Felix rolled his eyes at the thought of the guy and finished your sentence. 

“Before you caught the dick head kissing his ‘cousin’ in a club?” You cringed at the memory. 

“Yes Felix that would be the reason he isn’t going, that and me dumping his ass. Anyway, I have to have a date I can not show up alone to this. Not with pretty much everyone from high school being there.” Felix didn’t understand why you still put so much value into those people’s opinions even after all these years. You were far more successful than half of them, you never saw any of them outside of events like weddings or reunions and most of them bullied the both of you in high school. 

“You think showing up with me is going to impress those assholes?” Even though he couldn’t see you, you rolled your eyes at him.  

“I’m not trying to impress anyone I just... don’t want to show up to a wedding alone and you always look handsome but you’re a knockout in a suit Lixie. Not all of them are assholes by the way.” Felix tried to ignore the feeling he got hearing you say he was handsome and scoffed. 

“Most of them.” He countered. 

“Well not Krista and it’s her wedding so I’m going. Are you gonna be my date or not Lix.” Of course he was going to do it from the moment you had asked but he was going to at least try and talk you out of going first. He let out a heavy sigh.

“Why do I feel like this is going to be prom all over again. Yes y/n I’ll be your date for the wedding. Text me the details.” You squealed on the other line. 

“AHHH! THANK YOU LIXIE!! I will, I'll text them to you now. Thank you thank you Felix, seriously.” He smiled at himself happy to hear you happy. 

“It’s fine y/n really. There’s no one’s wedding date I’d rather be than yours.” And he truly meant that more than you knew. You both said your goodbyes, hung up, and you immediately texted Felix the wedding details. Later that week you met up with Felix to go suit shopping.   

“Are we dress shopping too? What are you going to wear?” He was trying on different suit jackets spinning and showing you each one for your opinion. 

“I already have my dress, I got it a while back. I like the dark blue one, the Burberry. The color suits you.” Felix slid the blue one on again and inspected himself in the mirror, deciding he agreed. 

“Blue it is. Well show it to me when we get back to yours from shopping.” You shook your head. 

“No way, it’s way too hard to get in and out of. You’ll just have to be as surprised as everyone else the day of the wedding.” Felix laughed and rolled his eyes. He slid the jacket off and hung it back up with the slacks. 

“Alright that was easy enough, let's get out of here.”  

The day of the wedding finally came and Felix arrived at your apartment to pick you up. When you answered the door, his jaw hit the floor. There you stood in a gorgeous glittery black dress. The top was corseted and sinched in your waist accenting your already curvy figure while simultaneously smoothing your tummy and pushing your breasts up with two dainty little straps doing nothing to actually hold the garment in place. It had a gathered skirt with a high slit that went midthigh and you had on a pair of Louboutin red bottoms with a simple yet elegant diamond necklace laying delicately around your neck.  

Your hair was in a low sleek bun, a few pieces falling around your face and your make up was so flawless it almost looked like you had none on at all. You had a warm glow, black winged eyeliner and the red lip you wore was the same shade as your Louies. The way you had styled the whole look the dress was definitely the stand out. Felix must have been standing there a while stunned because you laughed and waved your hands in front of his face. 

“Earth to Felix, come back down from the mother ship.” He shook his head collecting himself, clearing his throat and you blushed a little at his reaction.  

“Did I do well?” You held out your arms and gave a little spin. Wide eyed Felix nodded and cleared his throat again. 

“Y-yeah! Wow... uh... I...” You gave that sweet laugh of yours as Felix was trying to control his dick that had gotten half hard at the sight of you. 

“Lee Felix Yongbok has no words.” He grabbed the back of his neck, blushing, and laughed a little, finally getting himself together. 

“You look amazing y/n, really, really amazing!” You crossed your foot in front of the other and gave a little curtsy.  

“You don’t look too bad yourself Lixie.” You winked at him, smoothed his jacket lapel and his freckled cheeks turned even redder. He quickly got things moving along. 

“Okay! Let’s get going or we’ll be late.” You pulled your door closed and you and Felix headed to your friend’s wedding. You were a little late but not too much. You missed the pre-wedding mingling and everyone was already seated but the ceremony hadn’t started yet. You and Felix quickly found seats in the back without drawing attention to yourselves.

The ceremony was beautiful and Krista and her new husband looked so happy it brought a tear to your eye that you quickly dabbed away hoping Felix hadn’t noticed. When his hand gripped the one resting on your lap, you knew he had. He gave it a gentle squeeze and you looked over to see him giving you that warm smile of his. He looked so soft when he smiled at you like that. The human embodiment of sunshine, you didn’t know what you would do without your Lixie by your side.  

Once the ceremony ended the guests were ushered to the reception area to wait for the newlyweds and the wedding party to join them. Felix walked you to the table you were assigned to and then went to get you both champagne. When he was on his way back to the table, he saw a very familiar and very unwelcome face. Peter Yin was standing by you talking.  

Peter was king shit in high school. Star athlete, prom king, boyfriend and now ex-husband to Tracy Kim, the prom queen to his king, the most popular girl in the school and both were your number one tormenters in high school. For some unknown reason to Felix, Peter had also been your crush. Yea he was handsome but he treated you like shit every chance he got. Still you'd had a soft spot for him.

Felix would never forget prom night. Peter had told you he dumped Tracy and asked you to prom, your of course said yes and he told you he’d pick you up at seven. Seven rolled around and past and there was no Peter. Felix had gone to prom stag but when he saw Peter and Tracy dancing together when Peter was supposed to be there with you, he knew straight off that Peter had stood you up. Felix left the dance and drove to your house that instant. You were so excited for prom. You had even made your own dress. It was all you had talked about that week. Felix couldn’t let you miss it. 

It was around eight when he knocked on your door. You sprung up quickly still in your hand made dress, still waiting, still hopeful that maybe something had held Peter up and now he was there to get you. When you opened the door, it was Felix standing there in a black tux with a flower corsage that matched your dress. He had bought it for you and kept it in his car just in case. Tears had welled up in your eyes once you realized Peter asking you to prom had all just been a cruel joke.  

Felix felt awful, he wasn’t who you wanted at your door. You wanted some big strong baseball player to be there to sweep you off your feet, not some skinny music nerd you hung out with all the time, and he knew that, but he wasn’t going to let you miss your prom because of those assholes. After some convincing you went and you were grateful for Felix because he managed to get you to have a good time and forget about everything. That was up until prom king and queen were announced.  

When Peter and Tracy were on stage getting crowned, they spotted you in the crowd and started snickering with each other. You were ready to leave after that. No amount of talking would convince you to stay any longer so Felix didn’t try and argue and took you home. He sat with you while you cried that night until you fell asleep in his lap. He held you and looked down taking in every freckle, every eyelash, the soft pout of your lips, he looked at your puffy red rimmed eyes and his heart ached for you. Felix kissed your forehead, leaned back and closed his eyes.  

Felix never liked the way Peter treated you and after prom, well. So, when Felix saw Peter standing there talking to you, he made his way over to the table quickly, expecting tension but surprised to be met by your laughter. Felix sat next to you handing you your drink, one eyebrow raised in question.  

“Thanks, Lixie.” You said as you smiled the biggest smile he’d seen on your face in some time. You seemed to be very happy with the attention Peter was giving you. It was not surprising that he was of course. You were an absolute knock out in that dress. 

“Fe-Fe?!” Peter exclaimed in surprise like Felix didn’t look exactly like he did in high school. Felix gave him a tight-lipped smile raising both his eyebrows. 

“It’s Felix and yes. It’s me Peter. How are things?” Felix was as cordial as he could be considering what Peter had done to you. Peter clapped Felix on the back a bit harder than necessary and laughed. 

“Felix of course. I should have known if y/n was here you weren’t far. Always her little shadow. I’ve been really great lately and things seem to be getting even better, thanks for asking.” Peter’s attention immediately turned back to you.  

“I’ve got to go find my seat beautiful but find me when the dancing has started yea?” You smiled and shook your head blushing a little. He pointed at Felix. 

“Fe-F-Felix! Shots later at the bar my man!” Felix gave him the same tight-lipped smile and a slight nod, then Peter winked at you and left to find his seat. He was acting like prom had never happened. Like he didn't torture you every day of your high school career. It made Felix’s blood boil. Once Peter was a bit more than ear shot away Felix finally felt like he could let out the breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. 

“Well, he hasn’t changed a bit.” Felix said as he took another deep breath calming himself. You scrunched your eyebrows. 

“What do you mean? He was perfectly civil and he apologized for prom before you walked over.” Felix rolled his eyes scoffing. 

“Oh, he apologized well then and calling me by the terrible nick name him and the rest of the baseball team used to call me is considered perfectly civil to you?” You frowned a little. 

“He caught himself the second time Lix. He was trying to be nice.” Felix knew whatever that was, wasn’t him being nice but there was no use arguing with you about it so he just nodded and dropped it, taking a big drink of his champagne. The happy couple and their wedding party came dancing in to ‘Put a Ring on it’ shortly after and once the cake was cut and toasts were made the music was turned up and the dancefloor filled quickly. Felix shook off the residual anger about Peter. He smiled, stood up, and grabbed your hand, pulling you.  

“Come on, me and you, dancing now.” You laughed and let Felix drag you onto the dance floor where you both started bobbing along and two stepping to the beat of the song. After about three songs a slow one came on. You both stopped and looked at each other for a minute. You hadn’t slow danced together since you were kids at prom. Felix willed himself to get a little brave and pulled you close. One hand resting at the small of your back the other threaded with yours as he started to lead you gently. He was thankful that even with your heels on he was still just a bit taller than you. He gave you his warm smile and you blushed. You let go of his hand and wrapped your arms around Felix’s shoulders, pulling the two of your closer, and rested your head on his shoulder, hiding your red face and Felix hoped you couldn’t feel his heart beating out of his chest. Of course, that would be the time Peter spotted you both and made his way over. Felix noticed first and couldn’t help but scoff and make a face. You pulled back and looked at him. 

“What? What is it?” You asked wondering why his mood shifted so drastically when you had just been having a great time dancing together. 

“Your lunk in tin foil is on his way over.” Felix informed you rolling his eyes. You turned your head and saw Peter making his way through the sea of people dancing. When he saw you look up at him, he smiled at you, making your face light up. Felix wished he made you light up like that. His chest felt tighter the closer Peter got.  

“May I cut in?” Peter asked you not Felix of course. You looked at Felix wanting to make sure he was okay with it. You did ask him to come to this wedding with you, you didn’t want him to think you were ditching him. 

“Of course.” Felix stepped aside and when Peter stepped in, he pulled you so that your body was pressed against his and his hands immediately rested just above your ass, as yours gripped his shoulders. Felix turned rolling his eyes again and walking back to the table, you watched him walk away before Peter pulled your attention back. Felix grabbed another flute of champagne on the way to his seat.  

You stayed on the dance floor with Peter for about three more songs before he was pulling you off to a more private area. He found a dimly lit room and pulled you in, pushing you against a wall and kissing you as soon as the door closed. You kissed him back wrapping your arms around his neck. If sixteen-year-old you could see you now she would be dead. You and Peter had been making out for a little while when he started to slide his hand up your skirt between your thighs. You squeezed them closed and pushed him away a bit as you pulled back.  

“No Peter, I’m not... I like making out with you but I’m not ready for all that yet. We haven’t seen each other in years.” He leaned in and kissed your neck. 

“Well let's make up for lost time then.” He said as he gently bit your shoulder and slid his hand between your legs again. You pushed him away again. 

“Peter, I said no.” He huffed irritated, looking down at you, his eyes hard and dark. 

“Look if I fuck you at this wedding it’s gonna piss Tracy off to no end and anything I can do to piss that bitch off I’m doing, including you. I know you’ve wanted me since high school so just take what you can get and shut the fuck up already.” His grip on you tightened as he licked and kissed your neck and shoulder. The feeling that had, just moments before been welcomed, felt disgusting and you tried to push him off again but he was stronger. 

“Peter get the fuck off me!” You shoved him as hard as you could but he wouldn’t budge. When he started to unbuckle his belt, you kneed him in the balls and pushed him away. He was back up and on you too quickly though, he ripped the strap of your dress grabbing you and pushed you against the wall again before he slapped you across the face. 

“Stupid fat bitch!” Just then Felix came bursting through the door. 

Felix sat at the table watching the love of his life dance with her high school crush while he drowned his broken heart in his fourth glass of champagne? Fifth? He wasn’t sure, it didn’t matter anyway. He was going to get drunk enough to not think or care about what was happening right in front of his eyes. When Felix saw Peter pull you off the dance floor the pit in his stomach grew. He downed the rest of his champagne and grabbed another, downing it just as quickly. Once number six really hit Felix he felt like he was going to be sick. He rushed to the bathrooms and threw up; he was never much of a drinker. Felix rinsed his mouth, splashed some cool water on his face and felt a bit better. He grabbed a mint from his pocket and it helped calm his stomach a little more as well as get the residual bad taste from his mouth. 

Felix was walking back to join the reception when he heard a commotion come from the other side of the door he was passing. He leaned in and he could hear your voice and heavy breaths and he thought he was going to be sick again. Until he actually made out what the voices were saying. He heard you yell for Peter to get the fuck off you, then a grunt and something bang against the wall. Felix burst in and found you pinned against the wall by Peter, his hand connecting with your face. 

“Stupid fat bitch!” Felix saw red. He didn’t hesitate. He launched towards Peter and speared him to the ground. Felix was able to get a few good shots in before Peter was able to overpower him. Peter punched Felix in the stomach twice and then a cross hook to his face knocking Felix off of him. 

“Peter fucking STOP!” He stood up and kicked Felix in the gut while he was down and your tried pulling Peter away screaming at him. Luckily all the noise drew attention and the groom and a few groomsmen came running in, pulling Peter away. As Felix got up and went after Peter again, another groomsmen held him back. 

“I’ll fucking kill you, you son of a bitch!” Krista came in right after to see what the hell was going on. When she saw you on the floor, she rushed over. 

“y/n?! What’s going on are you okay?!” You hadn’t realized it but tears were streaming down your face. 

“Peter... he-he...” You tried to get the words out but couldn’t. Felix started shouting again. 

“He was trying to fucking assault her! He fucking hit her!” Felix lunged and reached for him and the groomsmen that was restraining him had to plant his feet and lock his arms around Felix. Peter pushed the other groomsmen off fixing his jacket and hair. 

“My ass! She was all over me.” The ripped strap on your dress and the very visible handprint on your face made it clear that was a lie. The groom and his best man grabbed Peter by the arms and forcefully escorted him out. While Krista tried to calm you. 

“I’m so sorry Krista! I... I’ll pay for any damages. I’m sorry!” She shook her head. 

“You’ll do no such thing, nothing is damaged. Please don’t apologize!” She hugged you tightly, she had always been a dear friend. Once Peter was escorted out of the room Felix calmed down. The other groomsmen let him go, and the room started to clear out. He quickly went and knelt by you. Krista smiled when Felix grabbed your hand and left the two of you once he was by your side.  

“Are you okay?!” He asked as he tilted your face to look at you. You nodded sniffling. 

“What do you mean me?! Felix are YOU okay?!” You took his face in your hands and inspected the freckled cheek Peter’s fist had connected with. Felix grabbed your wrist gently and nodded. 

“I’m fine y/n, really. Let’s get you out of here, okay?” You agreed. Felix stood and helped you up. You found Krista again and said a quick goodbye, apologizing again. She assured you; she knew it had been Peter and not you or Felix causing the problem. Just before you were going to leave Krista pulled Felix aside. 

“Lix, why have you never told her?” He looked at Krista in shock. 

“Told her what?” Krista rolled her eyes and smiled at Felix knowingly. 

“That you’re in love with her, how long are you going to wait? You’ve been crazy for her since we were kids.” Felix looked down at his shoes knowing he clearly couldn’t lie to Krista. 

“Felix, tell her before you lose your chance. I promise, she feels the same.” Felix looked up at Krista with an unsure look on his face his heart full of doubt and she nodded in understanding. 

“Trust me Felix. Tell her.” He shook his head and gave Krista a hug before heading to the car with you to take you home. When Felix pulled up to your apartments you both sat there in silence for a moment, the adrenaline from the evening's events still buzzing in your bodies. You finally broke the silence. 

“Felix?” He looked at you and gave you that warm smile of his and you could feel yourself melting just like you did every time he smiled at you like that. You didn’t know what you would do without him. 

“Can you come up and help me with this dress? I had the old lady next door who does alterations tie me in it. She’s already in bed at this hour and I won’t be able to undo it myself.” Felix nodded. 

“Of course, hold on I’ll get your door.” He jumped out of the car quickly, opened your door and helped you out of the car. You stood, winced and stopped. 

“Just a sec.” You placed a hand on Felix’s shoulder to balance yourself as you leaned down to take off your heels.  

“Ugh that’s better I think I’ll be able to actually walk to my door now.” Felix laughed a little and took the shoes for you as you led him up to your place. When you and Felix walked  into the dark quiet apartment it reminded you of when you first walked into that room with Peter. Tears welled up in your eyes and you broke down crying out of nowhere. Felix dropped your shoes and pulled you close wrapping his arms around you tightly.  

“I hadn’t seen him in years and just walked in there with him Felix. What was I thinking?! I’m so stupid!” You sobbed against his chest and he shushed you. 

“You’re not stupid y/n. He’s a manipulative prick who’s taken advantage of the soft spot you had for him twice. He’s stupid for destroying the two chances he’s had to have the most beautiful woman in the world.” You looked up at Felix tears streaking your face.

“Felix, if you hadn’t been there... I don’t know...” He covered your mouth with his hand and shook his head. 

“I was. Let’s not think about the ifs.” You sniffled and wiped your face as you nodded.  

“Will you untie the back of this and loosen it? I’ve got to take a shower and get the smell of him off of me.” Felix nodded and you spun around so he could untie the corset for you. He loosened the string and you held the front of the dress up as it started to get some slack to it. You turned around and kissed Felix on the cheek. 

“Thank you. Will you still be here when I get out? I really don't want to be alone right now." He smiled at you and it warmed you all over like a summer sun. 

“I’ll be here y/n.” You kissed him on the cheek again and went off to get cleaned up. While you were in the shower Felix fished out a pair of your sweatpants and a t-shirt and got out of his suit. When you got out of the shower you threw on sweats and t-shirt as well and when you walked out into the living room you found Felix on your couch his knees pulled up and his arms wrapped around them, watching some movie on the tv. He looked so soft and warm. You walked over and Felix put his feet down so you could sit next to him. He opened his arms and you leaned into him.  

You took a deep breath and felt much calmer in his hold. You felt safe in Felix’s arms you knew he would always be there for you even if it was just as a friend. All the years you had wanted more but were too scared, certain he couldn’t possibly feel the same for you. You didn’t know what you would do without your Lixie. You couldn’t risk it but tonight, the look on his face when he’d gone after Peter. Could a man not in love with you look like that? You shifted in Felix’s arms and looked up at him. He looked back at you, his dark brown eyes, tender, adoring. 

“Felix, do you love me?” His eyes went wide and his jaw dropped as he stammered. You carded your fingers through Felix’s hair and pressed your lips against his softly. When he reciprocated the kiss, you deepened it tilting your head and opening your mouth. Felix pulled away unsure of what exactly was going on. 

“y/n what are you doing?” You ran your hand down the side of Felix’s face and he leaned into your touch. You let out a deep breath as you tried to think of what to say. 

“For as long as I can remember Lix. I thought what I felt for you was just a crush for the longest time. Just a silly crush because you were a boy and we were close. Then prom night, you showed up at my door with the corsage. You took me to prom and I had so much fun and when I was ready to go, we left no questions. Then you stayed with me while I cried myself to sleep. It was that next morning when I woke up in my bed with your arms around me. I wasn’t sure what was warmer, you or the sun shining in my window and I knew it wasn’t just a silly crush. I’m in love with you Felix.” Tears were rimming Felix’s eyes. He shook his head in disbelief. 

“All this time?” You bit your lip and nodded scared of what might come next. 

“I... I love you too y/n. So much! Since the sixth-grade sock hop when you dressed like Sandy and I dress like Danny from Grease. I have waited so long to hear those words come from your pretty lips.” He kissed you again and you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him on top of you as you laid back on the couch. Felix broke the kiss and held your face running his thumb across your cheek. 

“y/n we... everything that happened tonight we don’t, I mean I don’t expect...” You kissed Felix softly silencing his worries. 

“Lixie, after the shit night we had and all this time we’ve suffered in silence, if you’re ready then I’m not waiting another minute. I want you, Felix.” He stared down at you underneath him in awe. Earlier you had been gorgeous, your dress, your hair and make-up. Now laying on the couch under Felix in your t-shirt and sweats, bare faced, hair down, freshly washed, the coconut smell from your shampoo and conditioner you were breath taking.

Felix leaned down and kissed you. You ran your hands down his firm muscles. Felix may have been thin but he was fit, no doubt about it. You lifted his shirt and he broke the kiss to pull it the rest of the way off and tossed it somewhere in the living room before claiming your lips again. His hand stayed on your hips until you grabbed them and slid them up your shirt until they were covering your breasts. 

“Touch me Lix I want you to please.” He squeezed your full breasts in his hands and started kissing down your neck. 

“Tell me what you want, exactly, everything and I'll give it to you angel.” You moaned and arched up into Felix’s touch at the feeling of his lips on you and the use of the sweet pet name. 

“Fuck Felix, I... I want you to go down on me.” Felix lifted up and pulled your t-shirt off, your lack of bra leaving you topless. 

“Oh god you really are an angel, look at you.” Your face turned red and he continued to kiss and nip down your neck and shoulder. 

“Tell me what else you want me to do to you baby, I want to know everything.” You moaned as he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. 

“Uh... Mmmm... that feels so good Lixie. Want... want you inside me want you to make love to me Felix god please make love to me!” Felix let go of your nipple and left a fiery trail of kisses down your soft stomach. 

"Soon beautiful, soon." He hummed as he pulled your sweats and panties down your legs. 

“Mmmhmm keep going, what else jagiya?” His tongue dipped into your folds and started to explore you. 

“FUCK! LIX fuck! I want you to make me cum oh god please make me cum!” His soft lips sucked on your clit and he hummed again satisfied with your answers. 

“Anything you want angel.” Felix devoured you, but slowly, methodically, as if he was mapping out all your weak points and cataloging them for later. You weren’t sure how long Felix had been between your legs, moaning and slurping at you as you tugged at your breasts, his hair. Your orgasm crept up on you slowly and washed over your whole body.  

“Ohohohoh god Felix yes I’m coming yes mmmm yess!” You writhed as Felix’s hands gripped your thick thighs that clamped around his head. He never rushed a thing and slowly worked you through your climax giving your pussy little kitten licks until you stopped twitching. You laid there breathless a light sheen of sweat covering your body as Felix made his way back up to claim your lips again. 

“Oh my god Felix that was...” You let out a heavy breath and you pushed your hair out of your face. 

“FUCK!” You let out another heavy breath trying to control your racing heart as Felix’s finger caressed up and down the skin on your side, watching you with that same warm smile on his face. You pushed his hair out of his face too and he nuzzled against your hand. 

“So pretty.” You whispered as you traced the freckles on his cheek. Felix slid his sweats and boxer briefs off as you cooed over how gorgeous he was. Your hand trailed down his abs and your gently grabbed his cock. His mouth fell open and he looked you deep in your eyes as you started stroke him off. You ran your palm over the tip of his dick collecting his precum and continued to work him until grabbed your wrist and brought your hand to his lips, kissing the back of it. He threaded his fingers through yours and held your hand as he lined up with your aching cunt and stopped.  

“Do you want me to grab a condom first?” You shook your head. 

“I have an IUD.” Felix nodded and squeezed your hand as he slowly sank into you. The feeling of your warm velvety walls surrounding his cock was euphoric, made him a little lightheaded even. 

“You feel so good jagiya. God even better than my dreams.” He let go of your hand so that he could hold on to both of your squishy hips and started thrusting into you. The soft pants and moans you let out were so sweet Felix wanted to hear more. He leaned down and kissed your capturing those sweet breaths you let out as he fucked you deeper. 

“Let me hear you angel, want to hear that pretty voice tell me how good my cock feels.” You moaned out louder hearing Felix mingle such sweet words with such dirty ones. 

“God, it does Lixie! Fuck so good don’t stop!” Felix shook his head. 

“I’m not stopping until you cum at least two more times for me beautiful.” He fucked you harder snapping his hips into your full thighs pushing you over the edge quickly. 

“Lix fuck fuck yes! I’m coming Felix Ohhhh fuck I’m coming...” Felix slowed down allowing you to come down from the high of your second orgasm. He gently ran his fingertips up and down your body and it felt like electricity was buzzing through you. 

“So good, so sexy. Fuck. So good coming for me like that angel. You can give me one more yea?” You laid on your back on the couch under Felix completely fucked out and limp. You chewed on your lips and nodded as he continued fucking you slowly. 

“Yes Lix I think I can.” Felix cooed at you. 

“Of course you can angel such a good girl.” Your pussy clenched around Felix’s cock and his thrusts started to pick up rhythm again as he buried is dick into you deeper and deeper. He angled his hips different and started hitting that spot inside you again and had you screaming his name. 

“Lix Lix Fel-Felix fuck yes god harder right there!” Felix drilled into your hard and deep your body getting pushed up the couch with every thrust, your breasts bouncing to the rhythm of his cock pounding into you. Felix sucked on his fingers, wetting them and rubbed your clit fast and hard as he fucked you senseless and you came for the third time that night. Your cunt squeezed and milked Felix’s cock and he pushed himself deeper and deeper until he felt his orgasm coming.  

“Oh fuck y/n I’m gonna cum fuck!” Felix pulled his dick out and pumped it in his hand as he came across your pussy. Thick stripes of warm cum streaking across your mound and dripping down your slit. 

“Fuck fuck ohhh fuck.” Felix breathed out as he leaned down over you, his head resting in the crook of your neck as he shook and tried to catch his breath post nut. Your ran your fingers through his hair, running your nails along his scalp, soothing and bringing him back from his own mind-blowing orgasm. When the fog had finally cleared, he lifted his head and looked at you with a dreamy look in his eyes. He pushed a sweaty piece of hair out of your face and kissed you softly.  

“Come on let’s get cleaned up and go to bed.” With your own eyes half closed already you yawned and nodded. Felix started the shower and had you get in first. He grabbed your body wash and squeezed some into his hands and lathered it on your body with a rag, washing every inch of you. His touch was sweet, gentle even when he tenderly ran the rag through your folds it was only to clean you, not sexual in the least.

He placed tender kisses on your face any chance he got as he rinsed the suds from you and quickly washed himself. You both dried off and crawled into your bed. You laid your head on Felix’s chest and he wrapped his arms around you. You both melted into each other. Between the wedding, the fight, and making love you were both absolutely spent. Your eyes were so heavy they closed in no time. Felix wasn’t sure if you were asleep or not but he leaned close and whispered to you regardless. 

“y/n I love you so much. I want to be your wedding date forever and I hope I’m your date for the most important wedding of all.” Your eyes still closed, you scrunched your face and hummed. Felix kissed the top of your head and squeezed you tighter. 

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  Fantasy Come True  Ch 7/8

  Chapter 7: Confessions 

Chapter Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, angst, Unprotected PiV (play safe ya'll), cunnilingus, fellatio, overstimulation, light restraint, fingering, light ass teasing (F. receiving), wee bit of delicious mind fuckery

Series Summary: Breaking into the acting world has been a life long dream. It's been tough, plus your relationship with you partner has some struggles, but who doesn't have struggles. A new guy shows up to your improv classes who seems strangely familiar. He seems rather interested in you and you feel unusually comfortable around him, like he projects calm and reassurance. Once you realize who he really is, and what he really likes... it's game on. 

SERIES WARNING: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only,  here there be lemons.

A/N: This little gem is per request for the lovely and talented @purejasmine . It's been a collaborative project designed to meet her every Austin need as best I can. Here's to you darling! <clink> I hope ya'll enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed the creative process with parameters not wholly my own!!

Here is the Masterlist of this series.

  Chapter 7: Confessions 

You did, in fact, make it to his bed before morning was over, however you didn't make it out until much, much later.  Lying in the aftermath of being fucked mercilessly into the mattress, he asks about the scenes you are going to tape. You two spend a little time working on your scenes naked in bed. You have one dramatic  and one comedic. You run through lines and talk about character motivations. His insights and process are invaluable to you. Some analogies he makes are a little out there or just not familiar to you, but you take it all in. 

“What if,” he says, talking about your character's motivations, “she just wants to do whatever she is told because it’s THAT important to her. It’s not that she is powerless, but that she will do whatever she has to, even if it means giving over her power. But in doing that, she is freed to get what she wants. Y’know?” 

“No, I don’t get that, giving up the thing that she wants is how she gets it?” you say. 

“It's like dominant/submissive play, but without the sex, do you see?” he asks.

“Not really, I don’t think there is an undertone of sex in the scene,” you counter.

“No it’s not really about sex per se, but… it’s just an idea of how to look at the scene. How do you see it?” he asks, letting the Dom/Sub thing go. 

After, you entice him into the shower, kissing and washing each other. You are mostly just enjoying the closeness,  the touch of his hands on your skin and the feeling of being  pampered. 

“I’m in the mood for a movie, should we have some snacks and watch something?” Austin says as you are toweling off. 

“Sure, I’m down!” you say excited. You love to watch movies. 

Austin tells you to go pick something out as he puts together a plate of apples, cheeses and prosciutto.  You decide to watch Kingsman: The Secret Service, it’ll be silly and fun. He brings over two sparkling waters, the plate, and a paring knife.

You snuggle up on the couch with his back between your bare legs. You had never bothered putting your clothes back on, just a bra and panty set that you were super excited about finding, as they fit you perfectly, even if they were pricey. You are leaning up against the back of the couch. Austin, in solidarity with your penchant to wander the house in your underclothes, is also clad only in boxers. His long legs stretch onto the oversized ottoman. The plate is on his lap and Austin cuts pieces of apple and cheese, holding them and prosciutto up for you to nibble on. His warm body against your chest is heaven, the clean smell of him all encompassing. 

You have never felt so content, and yet a deep longing bubbles up from within.  THIS should be your everyday life. Comfortable sized home, man that adores you and loves to pleasure you, delicious food, the craft of acting and storytelling intertwined in everyday life. You let out a big sigh pushing away melancholy  thoughts of your supposed ‘ real life’.  Your fingers tangle gently with his hair, massaging his scalp, anchoring you to the here and now and the magic of having Austin’s skin on yours. 

“Mmm, I think I’m hungry,” he growls sexily out of the blue. 

“Hungry?” you glance at the now empty plate as he sets it aside,”What can I get from the kitchen for you babe, I’ll feed you  this time,” you offer. 

“That’s not what I’m hungry for, my amazing Princess,” he twists his head around to look up at you with a naughty smile, “but I'll take you up on feeding me.” 

He flips over onto his stomach. 

“Oh, should I pause?” you ask, picking up the remote.

“Oh no,” he pushes the ottoman away with his feet, “ you keep watching Angel.” He sinks down to his knees on the plush carpet. “I just need this irresistible pussy in my mouth,” he threads his arms under your thighs and yanks your ass to the edge of the couch,” right now.” His face is a picture of nearly animistic lust. 

Your eyes get big as he grabs the paring knife and swiftly inserts the blade on the fabric at  your hip. 

“Like, right now,” he pulls up, slicing through the fabric.

He answers the look of scandalous shock on your face with a gruff,  “I’ll replace them ten times over Princess,  I just can’t wait any longer to taste you.”  He does the same to the other side, his chest expanding with his needy breath, the fabric laying open to reveal your groomed vulva.

His urgency stokes a fire in your belly, your potential outrage at his destroying your underclothes sizzling into inflamed desire. You hadn’t been super wet before, when you were just cuddling, no more than your usual when you are with Austin. But when he grabbed and pulled you toward him, the buzzing down below commenced. When he cut your favorite panties from your body, you practically gushed. 

He nuzzles right into your mons, inhaling your scent, smiling. His tongue takes a big, long lingering taste of your lips. 

“Mmmggghhh, yes” he moans against you, eyes closed, “your juices are like heaven.” 

His head moves up and down as he laps at your labia, dipping in for growling tastes as his hands grip at your thighs, almost like a cat digging in its claws.  His tongue tantalizes as it draws teasing circles around your clit. His fingers pull you apart, revealing your sweet inner lips to his hungry tongue. 

Just the pressure of his fingers on your lips pulls a soft whining moan of anticipation from your throat.  You have one hand curled, fingers between your teeth. The other hand mutes the movie  letting it play on unheeded, before twirling his locks around your fingers. 

He lifts his eyes to yours.

“I want to make you cum in my mouth, Angel, but I’m going to take my time,” he says. A one sided, open-mouthed smile blooms on his wet lips and he winks. 

Something about his wink makes your breath melt away from you in a soft-voiced ‘unghgh’.  Your brows furrow together and all you can do is nod in agreement as his ocean eyes glimmer at you from under his long lashes. Your fingers tighten inadvertently in his hair. You feel as much as hear the little chuckle of amusement he gives against your pussy as his lips meet yours. 

Long and lightly he drags his tongue up then sucks at your clit just as lightly. It’s so soft as to be almost a tickle, but one that leaves you desperate for more. Luckily, he is here for the eating of your pussy, and willing to give you as much as you want.  

He continues his long, slow licks ending in suction on your clit until the sounds you are making and your hand fisting in his hair are clear indications that you need more.

He pushes his long finger inside you. He moans at how wet you are, how hot, how tight. 

He slides his coiling finger out and in, licking your clit lightly. 

You are sure there will be teeth marks left on your bottom lip when he closes around your clit, sucking you into the vacuum of his mouth. 

He falls into a slow rhythmic pace of licking and sucking and shifting his finger in and out with a delicious little curve of his fingertip. All the while, his soft vocalizations of pleasure drift up to your ears.  The wet smacking sounds of his suction off your clit drives you wild. He is unhurried, like he could do this for the rest of time. 

You try to inhale a big breath, but it catches up in short,  little pants. Tingling tightness loops inside you with every drag of his tongue, every immersion of his digit, every wet and sloppy sound as he sucks at your nub. 

Slowly you climb that ramp like a click-clack of a roller coaster, every moment bringing you closer to that plummet into ecstasy. Then you are there, on the cusp. Falling, falling, falling, and  he keeps his measured pace of feasting at your cunt. Your body goes tight, eyelids fluttering, vagina clamping onto his finger. Little grunts shake your body. 

Spurred on by your climax,  he pulls his finger out and buries his face in you, fingertips wrapping under and digging into your thighs. His mouth sucks greedily at your entrance, not wanting to waste a drop. 

His hips are pumping against nothing, his deep moans vibrating against you, heightening your orgasm. He looks up with dark eyes, face messy. You watch as his wet finger disappears into his mouth and he sucks all your juices off it. 

“Do you want my cum, Princess,” he says low, looking for all the world like a feral predator. 

“Yes, ple-,” is all you get out before he stands up, pulling you with him. His mouth closes over yours in a hard, salty kiss, you don’t even notice that he has turned you around in the process. 

“Far be it from me to deny my Princess what she wants.” He says against your lips. His rock hardness is pressed against your belly, you don’t remember him taking his blue boxers off. Still a little dazzled from your orgasm, you reach out to stroke him, but he grabs your wrist. 

“Now, now,  if you want it, you’ll do as I say,” his demeanor suddenly changes entirely. He seems taller and more commanding.  Your eyes narrow for a second, wondering what he’s playing at, then you recognize the line from the scene you had been working on. 

“And if I don’t?” you ask in quiet defiance, pulling out your character and the next line.

“Oh”, his look has a tinge of evil in it, ”I assure you, you’d prefer to follow my directions, Pet,” he adds the nickname to the line. 

“Now,” he lets go of you and leans back away from you, “turn around.” 

His voice and the serious look in his eye, make you lose your breath just a bit. You turn your back towards him, pressing your thighs together, still sensitive from his oral ministrations.

“Bend over,” his words are neatly whispered in your ear, “all fours.” He isn’t pulling lines from the scene now, just commanding you. Clearly he is thinking about his earlier point. 

You hear him sit down on the couch, or would if you hadn’t been gulping so hard. Why did just his tone make you clench?

“Open up further, I want to see,” you hear from behind you.

You step your knees apart.

“Wider,” you feel a finger tip brush your inner thigh, it’s like electricity zig-zagging  to your core. 

“Push those gorgeous hips back.”

You do, in sort of a puppy pose with your back arched. You feel so deliciously exposed to him. 

“Oh, that IS a pretty pussy,” he says almost to himself, then louder, “open it up for me.”

Balancing on your left arm, you reach between your legs and use your fore and middle fingers to spread apart your labia. His spit is beginning to dry on your outer lips. However, the glistening of your inner lips betrays to him how much you are turned on by being told what to do. 

‘Now, “ a little rasp of desire sneaks into his voice, “finger yourself.”

Suddenly, you feel unexpectedly hesitant, like this is pushing you out of your comfort zone for some unfathomable reason. You are fine touching yourself, even fine doing it in front of him, but there is something about being so vulnerable bent over and exposed. You are stopped in your tracks, trying to figure out why you feel this way out of the blue.

“Do you still want my cum?” you can almost hear his eyes narrowing in his voice. 

“Oh lord yes, Austin,” your tone boarding on begging. Just his name out of your mouth is scintillating. His words snap you out of your hesitation. 

You feel his thumbs hold you open, his finger splayed out over your ass and hips bones. 

“Then finger yourself,” he insists. 

You move your middle finger to slide slowly through your wetness. 

“Yes,” he breathes, “just like that. God that is beautiful.”

After a couple minutes, he leans his body over your back, his breath hot on your neck.

“Do you trust me, Pet? “ his hips tuck forward. His hard dick nudges almost lazily against your crotch.

“Yes,” your voice wavers slightly. You stop your finger movement.

“Are you sure?” you can hear his sexy smirk. You twist to look over your right shoulder at him, and are met with a mischievous glint in his eyes. The little dimple that appears over the left corner of his mouth evaporates any equivocation. 

“One hundred percent, Austin,” you give in totally. 

“That’s my good girl, my sweet Pet,” he croons sweetly in your ear. “Keep fingering yourself,” his tone back to demanding as he moves back to watch you. 

As you slide inside yourself again, rubbing over your clit.   You smile at his words, at being his good girl. 

He is petting the back of your opening, pulling at your wet, pink inner lips. You feel his finger sink in next to yours. He moves in opposition to you, when you go in he pulls out, and vice versa. Fuck, the extra friction is so good. 

Then he pulls out and up and  you feel his wet finger drag unexpectedly over your asshole. It makes you jump forward.

“Tch, I thought you trusted me,” he admonishes, grabbing your hand.

“I do, Yes, I do” you pant, “ I just…oh!” you feel his tip nudge again against your wet pussy. He gives you no time to finish your sentence. 

“Good,” is all he says as he slowly pushes in. “Ohhhh,” he lets out his breath in a long low groan. Your hand lingers, playing with his balls as he sheathes himself fully. 

His wet thumb returns to your asshole, just placed there no rubbing, no teasing.  You are still a little nervous about what he might do, you aren’t really into things in your butt. But you DO trust him, you remind yourself.  

At this angle his cock feels long, prodding your cervix, making you groan. 

“Do you want it, beautiful Angel?” his deep reverberations are almost hypnotic, “do you want my cum inside you?”

All you want is for him to fuck you into next week, but he just stays still, dick in you deep, thumb on your ass. 

‘I do, yes, give it to me baby, please,” affirming in all the ways you can think of in your Austin-addled state. 

“Give?” he questions with an incredulous smile, “ Oh no, you have to come get it, my sexy little cum slut.” The fingertips on his free hand push you slightly forward, then wrap around the front of your hip bone guiding you back. Once you get the gist he takes his hand away. 

 You can’t help but move on him. 

“That’s it, pretty Princess,” his voice is hot caramel pouring over you,”fuck it out of me.” 

Your breath leaves you with an ‘oh fuck’ as his words incite a sexual riot in you. 

On all fours, you rock back and forth in front of him, along his length. As you rock on his cock, you rub your asshole against his thumb. It’s unexpectedly good. So good, you let go being jumpy about your ass. Your body wants what it wants.

“Oh look at you,” his sexy voice rolling over you, “so greedy for my cock, so starved for my cum, and it's only been a couple hours.” His breath huffs from him in rising passion, ”grinding your ass against my thumb, all hot and wanting. Fuck you are mesmerizing, Princess.” 

He starts to lose his own control, unable to stop thrusting into you. “You make me so… fucking… hard. I just want you all the damn time.”

You are moving in synchronicity, his cock in you and you back on his cock.  His thumb is giving you that glorious friction, your fingers on your clit; it’s a whirlwind. A veritable tornado of friction, desire, perfect mind-fuckery and magic; Austin Butler magic. 

Your pussy clenches hard around him. 

“Oh fuck, that’s good,” he groans.

You hear yourself moaning loud Uhhghh’s and Ohhhh’s as you undulate in front of him. You jerk forward involuntarily as your orgasm hits you hard. 

 Austin’s hands clamp down on your hips, riding you down. There is no way he isn’t filling you with his cum now, no matter how long it takes.

 Groaning into the upholstery of the ottoman, you continue to be pounded from behind. He simultaneously holds you down and spreads your cheeks with his hands. Fucking hell, at this angle he is triggering all your buttons and you keep cumming. It’s so good. 

He sounds feral behind you.  The moans hissing out through his teeth become deep chested growls that become open voweled groans as he fucks you harder and harder. Sweat drips onto your back. 

You are losing your mind. Your fingers, trapped under you,  are twitching against your clit, you want to stop them, but just can’t quite get them to still. 

Finally he pushes in deep, muscles straining. All sound frozen in his lungs, until his deep growls and groans of satisfaction make their exodus from him to wash over you. His hips jerk pushing him just that much deeper as he empties into you. 

“I guess,” he pants just behind your ear, “I gave it to you after all.” 

“I love it,” you just barely stop yourself from saying ‘I love you’. 

Still in you, Austin rolls onto his side, clinging to you like you are the only refuge in his personal storm. You curl up in the cradle of his arms. Taron Egerton is cleverly, yet silently, kicking ass on the TV, although you are both too blissed out to give it any mind.  

When you wake up from dozing some time later. When had you fallen asleep? You find that you have rolled over in Austin’s arms to face him. He is petting your hair and holding you to him. He has a weird look on his face, like conflicting thoughts are running through his mind. Once he sees your eyes on him, he smiles big.

“Good nap?”

“Oh lord yes,” you stretch and sit up. “I’ll be right back,” you stand up, but Austin grabs your arm. 

“I mean it,” he blurts out. The words clearly by passing his conflicting thoughts and going straight to his mouth. 

“What do you mean, Austin,” your brow furrows slightly. Your hand automatically cradles his face. 

 “I meant what I said, when we were…” his eyebrows lift, conveying his meaning for him, “I want you all the time, I want you here, to stay here,  to be with me always.” 

“What?” you are dumbstruck by this sudden confession.

“Move in with me, be mine,” his hand covering yours on his face.

Your heart jumps in your chest. It’s like every dream you’ve ever had is being plopped into your lap. You blink once, twice, unsure what to say or do next. Then your bladder reminds you why you got up in the first place. 

“I need,” you gesture towards the bathroom,”be right back.” 

Sitting in his beautiful little powder room, you attempt to absorb this new information. You had literally been thinking about wanting this life. The fires of hope that spring in your heart are quickly doused by your practical mind.

 ‘Is this stable? Is it smart to leave all else behind and move in here?’ it asks. Fucking fuckity fuck. You look at yourself in the mirror.

“God dammit,” you whisper to yourself, knowing you can’t ignore her, as much as you want to.  As much as you hate it, you rely on your partner financially right now and that is, if not a satisfying life, a safe one.  Your sense of self preservation insists that you make sure this isn’t some two month infatuation that will leave you in the cold. 

As you walk back into the living room in nothing but your bra, Austin is sitting naked on the couch with his head in his hands.  The TV is off. 

You sit down in front of him on the ottoman. 

“Did I just ruin everything?” he asks, still looking at the floor. 

“Huh?” you ask, not expecting him to sound so emotional.

“I asked you to move in and you walked away,” he says looking up at you, the shadows of abandonment flitting across his face, fearful tears shining in his eyes. 

“Oh Austin, darling,” you take his face in your hands, “I just needed to pee and clean up and think for a second. You didn’t ruin anything.” You kiss him tenderly on the forehead. 

He blows out a big breath, trying to regain his composure. 

“Before you say anything, no matter your answer,  I need to tell you something, ok?” he states.  You nod.

“Remember when I told you before I was falling for you? Well, that was sort of a lie,” he admits.

Your heart falls into your stomach without warning. What the hell is going on? He wants you to stay, but as what? Just his convenient tight pussy? Someone whom he can control by ‘taking care’ of them. Would this just be out of the frying pan and into the fire? Heat rises up your tightening chest. ‘I will NOT cry when he tells me it’s a fling,’ you tell yourself resolutely. You are usually so positive, but the idea of Austin lying to you about falling for you is like a punch in the gut. You brace yourself with a big breath.

“It’s a lie because I’m already so far gone for you. I am so in love with you, my Princess,” his eyes are pleading that you’ll hear his  truth, “I know it’s not been that long, but I feel like I’ve known you my whole life, like I’ve just been waiting for you this whole time.” 

His words stop your internal destructive narrative in its tracks. That was NOT what you expected him to say. The look in his eyes is like a release valve for your breath. In a flash you realize you almost fell into your own trap, the one you’ve been cycling in for over a decade. 

“Oh” is all you can get out. Your mouth is trying to say words, but you are caught, in his eyes, in his hands, in his heart. You finally recover a little from your shock. 

“I love you, Austin,” the words simply slipping past anything else you thought of saying, “I’ve wanted to tell you so many times.  I love you, Austin, oh god how much,” your words tumbling out before you can stop them. 

Relief floods his face, he pulls you in. His kiss is intense. You had no idea what he had been holding back, until suddenly, he is holding nothing back. It’s like a wave of adoration and affection washes over you as he kisses you and holds you in his arms. It’s so hard to describe, like light flooding into your cells. 

He breaks the kiss and crushes you to him. 

“So you’ll stay?” he says eagerly. 

“Babe, I don’t know.” you are on the verge of tears from the yo-yo of emotions.

“What?” he responds almost incredulously before he takes a second to gather himself back in again, terrified his tender heart will get trudged upon. “Ok, what don’t you know,” he says much more calmly. 

“Do you know why I have stayed with him?” you say matter-of-factly,” Security. No, he isn’t a great lover or even a good partner, and sometimes he is an outright asshole. But I know he won’t leave me in the cold as I try my hand at this acting thing.” You ignore the counterpoint of you leaving him, but at least he won’t be in the cold, he’ll just be getting the partner he deserves. Which isn’t you. Austin is the one who deserves all your love and devotion, your thoughtfulness and caring. FUCK, how can you you say no to him, but how can you simply say yes?  How can you make this right in your head! 

“I would never leave you in the cold Princess, I am offering you security as well as everything he isn’t giving you and more.  Please,” he pleads. Even begging with unshed tears in his eyes, he is so utterly beautiful. 

“Oh god, this is hard,” you mutter to yourself, looking up at the ceiling, trying to control how topsy-turvy your emotional world just got. 

“I know, I know Austin. Please hear me when I say that there is literally no one else on this planet that I would leave for, only you. It’s always and ever only been you. It’s… “ you grab his hands, ‘no… you are everything that I want and so much more.” 

Tears spring to your eyes, knowing what you have to say next. 

“I’m sorry I can’t give you the answer you want, the one I want, not yet anyway. And I do want to, my darling, I do. I want to scream yes and go back there, gather my stuff and just walk out. The idea of this being my home, of YOU being my home? It’s intoxicating and almost scary in how perfect a dream it is.  But my practical side just won’t let me. Austin, you have to understand, I have to be sure.  I have to know that this is forever, that this,” you gesture back and forth between you, ”can provide me some stability before I drop that safety net. Once I leave him, I can’t go back and I have nowhere else I can go.” 

Miraculously, Austin is nodding, “Ok, I - I hear what you are saying. I can understand that point of view. It’s a big thing to ask of you.” He ponders in silence for a moment, gears turning in his head. “If I can prove to you, beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am committed to this, that your security and stability matters as much to me as it does to you, will you?”

“I would do it in a heartbeat, I want nothing more in the world, than to be yours mind, body and soul, Austin” you say, sniffling. Geeze, usually you aren’t this emotional.

“Okay, ’he nods again, “okay love, that gives me some hope to go on, something I can work towards.”

 “Something we can work towards,” you correct him. “I love giving you control over me during sex, this,” you push his hand between your legs, ”truly is your pussy, my mouth,” you kiss him, “is only for you now. But, if we are really going to go down the relationship road, I don’t want it to be based on ‘ownership’ like that. I want a partnership, where we can be of equal, if different, support for one another. I want to take care of you as much as you take care of me, y’know what I mean?”

Austin is nodding at you, his hand still pressed to your crotch. 

“I love that and I love you, my Princess,” he pulls you into his lap, wiping an escaped tear from your cheek. “It feels so good to actually tell you. I was holding it in, not wanting to scare you away.” His arm closes around you, cradling your head against his naked shoulder. 

“Austin,  how could your love ever scare me away,” you snuggle in close. 

You press his hand back between your legs, suddenly craving him, craving the comfort of sexual contact, of what you DO know, what you ARE sure of:  that his body was made for you, and yours for his. 

“Please,” you whisper in his ear, “I just want you inside me.” 

He turns towards you, brushing his cheek against your lips. “Are you sure baby?” 

“Austin Butler just told me that he loved me, yes I am sure,” you smile at him, biting your lip. 

He brings his fingers to his mouth, capturing your eyes with his. His wet fingers stroke your labia.

“I DO love you,” he presses in lightly, finding your own wetness already gathering there. 

His fingers stroke you, playing around your clit. 

“And I want you,” he pushes his finger inside of you, ”to be mine...” You moan low as his thumb lazily arcs, tracing the archway of your clit. 

…forever,” he whispers in your ear. 

You melt, you pool, you ooze. You are, in this moment, almost willing to say ‘fuck security’ and never leave. Almost. 

When you cum in his lap and on his fingers, it’s to his whispered voice in your ear repeating over and over, “I love you, I love you, I love you.” 

You straddle his leg to face him on the couch, gathering his face in your hands. 

“I love you Austin Butler, I love you, I’ve always loved you,” now that you have no qualms saying it outloud, you can’t seem to say it enough. 

Arms around his neck you press your lips to his, and your pussy to his leg. He flexes his muscular thigh, which pushes right up into your wet folds. You groan slightly into his mouth. His hands are on your hips pulling you towards him, then pushing you away. Your wet pussy laying down strings of slick on his skin.

It’s like some door inside you unlatched and you are suddenly horny as hell.  His sexy gaze on you and his tongue unconsciously wetting his gorgeous full bottom lip before capturing it in his teeth. His hands guiding you on him. You get so close to cumming as you ride him. You finally climb off him, panting, heart racing, unsure of what you need next to get you there.  The look you give him is so sexy and utterly debauched.

“Oh hunny,” he rumbles, “C’mon.”

He stands and pulls you into a deep kiss, takes you by the hand, walks backward to the stairs. He guides you up the first step. Now, even with his height, he kisses you again. He begins forcing you, with intense kisses, to take steps backwards up the stairs. His hands are on your breasts and your ass;  grasping, rolling, kneading. Your hands are all over him, outlining muscles, fingertips in the light hairs on his chest, rubbing his nipples with the pads of your thumbs. 

Suddenly you sit hard on the bed, you hadn’t even realized you were in the bedroom. 

“Back up and spread those legs, my Princess,” his breath is shaky trying to control his desire for you. “You are fucking incredible and enchanting,” he crawls up your body,  until he is croutching above you like a predator over its kill. “I just can't ever get enough of you, my Angel. You drive me crazy in the best ways possible.”

If you were wearing panties, they’d be ruined. After this, the bedspread may need to be replaced. 

“And in case you are wondering,” his eyes and voice so full of desire, “I’m going to bring that pussy, my pussy, to so many orgasms tonight you won’t be able to walk right tomorrow,” he kisses you hard, pushing himself inside you.

He spends the entire evening and into the night making good on this promise as though it were the first step in proving just how serious he is about keeping you. You cum on his cock as he steadily thrusts into you. He cuddles you sweetly, kissing your forehead, letting your heart rate calm down. Until his hand finds its way to your crotch. You cum on his fingers as he stares deep into your eyes. He holds you tight, nibbling at your neck, kissing your sternum as it rises and falls.  He pulls your nipples into his mouth, sucking them one, then the other. He showers your belly with kisses, growling just a little as he does. Now he is settling between your knees, his tongue dipping greedily into your wet snatch. You cum on his tongue as he laps you into oblivion. 

You beg for his cock in your mouth. You suck his tip as he strokes his own shaft. You hold his base in your left hand while your right, seemingly of its own accord, plays with yourself.  It’s like you just can’t stop. As his hot milky seed spurts onto your tongue, you twitch and swallow, jerk and swallow, cum and swallow. Moaning deep as you lick up every fucking drop of his cum like it’s the nectar of the gods. 

After every orgasm, your body searches for more, you just can’t get satiated. And each time, he waits until you come down from your peak before ramping you up again. 

Late that night, you are floating in a surreal cloud of oxytocin and dopamine, time meaning nothing. Austin has you bent over the bed, your wrists are in the small of your back. His long fingered hand is wrapped around them, using them as an anchor point as he slams into you. You had begged him to go hard and deep into you and never stop.  Maybe, if he fucks you hard enough you might be done. You are moaning on the end of his dick. 

“No, I need…” you moan as you twist one hand out from his grasp. 

“What do you need, my Princess,” he pants out. 

“Over,” you twist your spine, flipping on to your back, legs wide. 

He plunges right back into you. You moan. There’s no reprieve for the wickedly horny. His hands are wrapped around the tops of your thighs, thumbs digging in. 

You hold up two fingers, his tongue licks up the pads then over, sucking your fingers and swirling his tongue. You withdraw your wet digits and press them between you.  Your clit feels huge, engorged as your fingers brush it. Your voice breathing out little yeses as you draw the invisible sigils that you know will get you there. 

He watches you. His brows furrowed together, mouth hanging open in a little ‘oh’. This is so much better, being able to see him.  He is panting, sweating, straining, doing everything in his power to make you cum yet again.  Good lord he is so unbelievably sexy, and he loves you. The thought strikes you, hard.

Suddenly the tinder catches, fire shoots deep into your core as you clench around him, erupting into flames that envelop your pelvis, your spine, your chest  up your neck and into your brain. 

 “Fuck yeah, that’s my girl!” His voice is deep, almost harsh as his hips snap harder, faster back and forth.  

You are jerking on him, your orgasm filling you, just as you expect he is going to with his cum. You remove your fingers only to have them replaced with his, light and fast rubbing side to side on your sensitive nub. 

“Nonononono!” you scream hoarsely, pushing uselessly at his hands.

“Oh yes, yes,” he says through clenched teeth.  “My pussy is getting the works tonight my love, you know what to say and I’m gonna suck, finger, fuck, and shake that pussy until you do.”

You realize he has lulled you into a comfortable cycle of orgasm, come down, relax, then back to orgasm. Now his beautifully evil plan unfolds, and you are so unbelievably sensitive. 

You try wriggling away from him, but his hand is clamped down on your thigh as he keeps fucking you. Your eyes are squeezed shut, it’s overwhelming, but oh so good. In a flash he is gone, for a split second there is nothing touching you, and your eyes shoot open, trying to breathe. Then his mouth closes over your pussy. Your breath is gone again as he pulls your clit into the vacuum of his mouth.  His tongue is merciless against you. Your hips vibrate, your hands grasp his hair. Your screams fill the room, you can’t even hear the sloppy suction of his mouth on you.

“ SS… SSS… No,no, no! STOP!” you finally cry shaking your head. He rises, immediately grasping your pussy in his large hand, shaking it, keeping you writhing. 

“No, I won’t my love, you know that,” his voice is so smooth and relaxed. The palm of his hand pressing and shaking your mons. 

Your orgasm rocks you again and again. Again and again you beg him to stop, but never use your word.  You have backed yourself up to the headboard in an effort to get away from his hands, his fingers, his mouth.  But in the next second,  you are pushing against it and towards him. Your body and mind are locked in conflict; it’s too much, it’s not enough. You are pushed so far into pleasure you don’t know how much longer you can stand it. At the same time, you never want him to stop.

“Ok Princess,” he says, getting on his knees, lifting your ankles to his shoulders,”I’m gonna fuck my sweet little pussy until I cum. Until I’m satisfied.”   His grin is nothing short of devilry as he slides, long and hard, inside you. Your body is responding without your consent, attempting to plank on his shoulders to get away from his cock. 

“Oh no you don’t, “ he pushes your hips back down, impaling you once again, “you are gonna take my cock, darling, like a good girl,” he admonishes.

He leans down, your legs sliding down his arms, your knees close to your armpits. He grabs your arms near the elbows pinning you down like a frog on its back. You can’t push him off, you don’t want to, not that your body is listening to you. It’s insane how fucking maniacally good it feels to be so overstimulated. He slides in and out experimentally in this new position. Fuck, he is deep as he slides right into your g-spot. 

Oh. Holy. Fuckballs. 

You grit your teeth, shaking your head ‘no’. 

No to him. 

No to yourself. 

You refuse to say the word until he orgasms again. You want to hear what a good girl you are, you want to be his incredible Princess, you want to take everything he can give you. 

He rails into you, grunting, growling, moaning; sounds he knows drive you wild.  You had no idea that being held down like this would be such a fucking turn on. No idea that you could feel this good for this long. You are about to give in, scream the word. When he pulls out of you and pumping his cock with his hand, spatters your pussy and your belly with thick, creamy cum. His panting groans fill the air,  his sweat drips onto your legs. You think you are home free, until his palm starts rubbing his cum into your pussy in circles.

“What a good girl you are, taking my cock so deep” he croons at you. “You want more?” He slips his finger in you, “I’ll keep going Angel, my sweet love.” 

You can’t believe he still has the energy to keep going. His thumb falls onto your clit and you just can’t anymore. 

“FUCK!  Sushi!” you cry out once.  You are fucking worn out. Your whole pelvis is buzzing and  sobs start shaking your body in an effort to process the whole fucking thing.

He stops instantly and gathers you in his arms.

“Shh, darling. My good Princess. I’m so proud of you, my good girl, my love,” he says softly against your temple. 

He is fucking amazing. 

He holds you, messy and sweaty, until your heart rate slows and your breathing evens. He holds the bottle of water as you drink, then takes you to the shower. You sit on the little bench, trying not to pass out. He cleans and dries you both quickly and tosses the ruined bedspread off the bed before tucking you into the sheets. He covers you  with a blanket he pulls out from his closet  and turns out the light. He climbs in behind you, warm body pressed against your back. 

“Good night my love. I love you,” he whispers into your ear.

“Mmm, my Austin, love you,” is all you can get out before sleep claims you.

Your eyes flutter open in the morning and you are absolutely relaxed. The revelations of yesterday slide into focus. Austin is in love with you. Austin wants you to stay with him, forever. Austin plans to show you how much your stability matters to him too. It’s like the pieces of your real life are sliding into focus and that fake unhappy life is melting away. When you think about living happily ever after with Austin, you are calm and  completely happy. Austin is breathing heavy and even behind you, still deeply asleep. When you  get up to use the bathroom you find you are definitely sore, but it’s the best kind of sore you have ever been. When you snuggle back against Austin, a little smile creeps over his face.

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#5

What kind of girl would S boys fall in love with at first sight? 🥺Pls

❤️‍🔥 Girls the Sakamakis would fall in love with at first sight

Warning: 18+ content below; don't read if you're a minor and aren't comfortable with slight NSFW. This is a fictional work and should not be taken seriously.

Hi there, Anon!

Thank you so much for requesting! I'm sorry this took so long. I hope you enjoy reading it. Feel free to request again anytime. :)

Quick note! For all of them, I wouldn't say this is 'love at first sight' but rather, attraction.

Also, please note that the boys do have their preferences when comes to what type of girls they're attracted to at first glance.

If their partner is different than what is listed below, they don't mind either. It's just what they're attracted to, it's not something they're heavily set on.

If they love someone, they love them for who they are and what they have.

Shu:

❤️‍🔥 Girls with thick thighs and ass are right up his alley.

❤️‍🔥 Loves it when a girl wears loose skirts.

❤️‍🔥 And if they’re slightly transparent, it’s a plus.

❤️‍🔥 Likes it if a girl has a few small to medium sized tattoos. And if she has one on her thigh that he can clutch when he’s laying down, he’s all for it.

❤️‍🔥 Is definitely attracted to girls who wear short shorts or mini skirts. He just finds it so tempting how they sit against a girl’s body and barely cover that area.

❤️‍🔥 Finds it attractive when girls wear pants that hug their hips tightly and accentuate their shape.

❤️‍🔥 Girls who adjust their school uniform to look a little sexier are a big turn on for him.

❤️‍🔥 Girls with disheveled hair. Y’know how you do your hair and hours later it ends up looking like shit? Yeah, Shu can’t help but be attracted to that look on a girl. It’s raw and it tells him a lot about what a girl will look like if she wakes up with him.

Reiji:

❤️‍🔥 Loves it if a girl wears form fitting clothes, but in a sophisticated style of fashion.

❤️‍🔥 Girls that wear bodysuits under their school uniform and garter belts to help pull up their tights. If Reiji by any chance catches a glimpse of the garter belt straps when she bends down, he’s hooked.

❤️‍🔥 Girls with defined waistlines—he finds these types of waistlines to be very attractive on a girl.

❤️‍🔥 Likes it if a girl has a silky, reflective shine to her hair. He feels like there’s such elegance behind such a look.

❤️‍🔥 Earrings—whether they be dangling or stud, he likes it when a girl wears them since they bring out her complexion and hair.

❤️‍🔥 Girls who wear heels. And if they’re red-bottoms, he’s done.

❤️‍🔥 Girls who wear silk slip dresses. There’s just something about the simplicity that makes him swoon for girls dressed like this.

❤️‍🔥 Red lip stick—this on a girl absolutely seduces our bae Rei. Right, @liannelara-dracula?

Laito:

❤️‍🔥 Girls who like to wear loose strappy tops. Laito just loves it when the shirt’s straps accidentally hang or fall off her shoulder in this look.

❤️‍🔥 If a girl has her hair tied up into a half-up-half-down look. He also finds bangs on a girl to be attractive as well.

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274 notes - Posted September 1, 2022

#4

What is the preference of S boys between ass and tits?

Their preference between ass and tits

(ft. the Sakamaki Brothers)

Warning: 18+ content below; don't read if you're a minor and aren't comfortable with slight NSFW. This is a fictional work and should not be taken seriously.

Hi there, Anon!

Thank you so much for requesting! Good question. These boys definitely have their preferences haha. Hope you enjoy reading it. Feel free to request again anytime! :)

Before we begin, let me say that these boys do have their preferences when it comes to this subject, however, they don’t mind if their partner has other traits to offer as well.

Also, if their partner doesn't have their preferred asset(s), they don't mind either. It's just what they prefer, it's not something they're heavily set on.

If they love someone, they love them for who they are and what they have.

Shu:

Mm, it’s no secret that this man loves ass.

Like, it’s his favorite asset about women.

He loves the fact that he can grab/clutch it if he’s laying or sitting next to his partner.

Might even give it a spank if he’s in a certain mood as well.

He likes it when you wear loose skirts, mostly because he can envision the curvature of your ass based on how the fabric is resting against it.

If you haven’t had sex with him, he’s literally trying to figure out how it looks underneath all that loose fabric—it’s seriously a turn on for him since it’s a mystery he can’t figure out.

He also likes to lay his hand on your ass while laying next to you because it feels ‘natural’ to him.

Loves the way you react whenever he clutches or grabs your ass unexpectedly. It gets you everytime and he literally lives for it.

And if you’re wearing tight pants of any sort, whether that be skinny jeans or exercise pants/leggings, he’s all for it since you’re giving him a good glimpse of your shape.

If you’re wearing short-shorts or a miniskirt and it’s slightly tight on you, he gets a kick out of it whenever you have to pull it down and adjust it since it rides up.

And if you bend down, he honestly loves the view and will call you out for it, saying that you’re trying to seduce him when you’re not.

This motha-

Reiji:

Ah, now Rei may appear to be classy and like things such as sophistication and how much a woman shows of her wrists and ankles when she wears a dress that hugs her curves.

But secretly, my bae Rei is something else.

Especially behind closed doors, he’s an animal. ;))

Like, ask @liannelara-dracula

There’s honestly no in-between for him when it comes to ass or boobs—he’s into both!

Like, heavily.

For boobs, he likes the way they display themselves against women’s bodies.

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280 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

#3

The Diaboy's reactions to walking in on you singing “WAP” by Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion

Warning: 18+ content below; don't read if you're a minor and aren't comfortable with slight NSFW. This is a fictional work and should not be taken seriously.

No one asked, but it had to be done. I think we all know where this is going ahaha!

@liannelara-dracula - girl, I died while making this with you xDDD.

Song: "WAP" by Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion

Shu:

“Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me. Quick, jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me.” You sang.

Was all over it, seeing he had the opportunity to tease you for it.

“Alright, if that’s what you want, lewd woman.” He’d chuckle.

“Shu, get out! And you’re the pervert!”

And after this incident, his teasing became worse.

Reiji:

“If it don't hang, then he can't bang.” You sang.

“If what?” He’d question being confused, leading you to turn around and be beyond flustered.

Not knowing how to explain, you changed the subject. “Don’t worry about it, Rei.”

Laito:

“Make it cream, make me scream. Out in public, make a scene.” You sang.

His prayers have been answered—like for real.

Now, he’s definitely going to want to try new things with you and is going to tease you to no end.

“I’d be more than happy to, baby.” He’d smirk.

Turning around startled, you exclaimed, “Pretend you never heard that!”

Kanato:

“Pu*** A1 just like his credit. He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it. I let him taste it, now he diabetic.” You sang.

He’s honestly so turned on by it, especially because you’re implying to get eaten out.

“That’s better than cake, Y/N. You should offer me some right now.” He’d say, catching you off guard.

“Oh my god!”

Ayato:

“Yeah, you fuckin' with some wet-ass pu***. Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pu***.” You sang.

An amused smirk on his face right now would be an understatement.

Like this mf is never going to let this go.

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293 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

#2

😰🩸 The Diaboys + Karl try the period simulator

Warning: 18+ content below; don't read if you're a minor and aren't comfortable with this topic. This is a fictional work and should not be taken seriously.

Made these with: @liannelara-dracula

Bruh, I swear Kou's is my favorite lmao xDD.

Note regarding videos: Scenario inspiration comes from the videos linked. We own nothing. Credit goes to the original owners.

Shu:

When you first approached him with it, he was honestly confused.

He was sort of reluctant to do it due to him being lazy, but he figured he’d make you happy so he decided to try it.

He thought it was a joke.

And of course, he had to try it while laying down on the couch.

Didn’t start to feel pain until he got to level 5 and this is where he shot up.

“Fuck . . . .”

And by level 6, it was over. He was clutching his stomach and rolling up into a ball.

“Y/N, turn it off! I can’t do it!”

“But there’s still like four more levels.”

“I don’t care!”

And when this event reached Reiji’s ears, this gave him new ideas as to how to get Shu up to do things.

Reiji:

“What is this contraption?” He’d say when you first showed him it.

He thought it was silly and didn’t believe it could cause severe pain, so he decided to give it a go.

And plus, he wanted to see how far science has come and wanted to fully understand what you were complaining about every month.

So, after putting it on him, you cranked up to level 4 and he flinched, making him hit his hip against the table—kinda like this guy (@ 2:16 if the video doesn’t work).

And at one point, this machine put this bitch on his knees.

Like, it took him out.

He was dying by level 6, crawling up next to your legs like a cat and begged you to turn it off.

And if his brothers are around, they encourage you to crank up the pain, while Reiji does his best to convince you otherwise.

Laito:

Started screaming hysterically at level 3.

You honestly can’t tell if he’s laughing or dying from the way it sounds. It’s probably both knowing him.

He’s begging you to stop the pain because he simply can’t take it.

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325 notes - Posted August 10, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Laito convincing himself that his pervertedness isn't a facade:

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411 notes - Posted July 19, 2022

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[ftm-helper]

tips for dealing w dysphoria!!

this might not help everyone, but these are some tips n tricks that have helped me w dysphoria! 1. clothes!! if u can't get gender affirming clothes, try ur best to get gender neutral clothes!! if you're ftm like me, i suggest wearing your trousers quite low, even if they're not designed to be low waisted, it helps hide any hip curves!! n baggy shirts help me too, to hide anything my binder doesnt. i go to a support group for trans kids, and they have a free clothes rack, you can donate clothes or take clothes and they won't tell ur family or anything. even charity shops/thrift stores are good! if you dont like the clothes there or can't afford them, dont be afraid to ask your friends! the worst thing they can do is say no, unless you're not out to them

2. binding/tucking/packing,, i've found that binding and packing are some of the best ways to feel more at home in my body, but binders can be expensive, and cheap ones arent usually very good for you. i'd suggest body tape for my trans boys blessed with small chests, it doesnt really bind, but it holds things in place! u can watch tutorials on youtube but i'll link one just for u right here! the actual tutorial starts at around 1:36. https://youtu.be/Itzspq5K0z8

as for packing, you can buy an actual packer, or just use a balled up pair of socks! it might not make much difference but honestly just knowing i have that bulge has helped me a lot! i used to use socks, and it's quite easy to use, but remember they're there when you use the toilet,, ive dropped mine in countless times. i use a packer now and i love it so much, it adds the perfect bulge for me, and i wear boxers with a sort of pocket at the front to hold it in place!

when it comes to tucking i dont have any experience, but if you do a bit of research im sure you can find something!! just whatever you do....DONT USE DUCT TAPE!!!!!! that applies to all of u honestly. with stuffing a bra or something, you can buy adhesive silicone bra fillers from basically any store that sells female clothes! they'll add at least a little bit of cup size and if you have a bra, it'll make your chest look perkier and help fill it out a bit! plus once again, socks work for that! you can fold them, roll them, whatever you find works best!

3. friends!!!!!!!!! GET URSELF GOOD AND CONFIDENT FRIENDS!!! if ur out to people irl, and you get misgendered in public with friends, it can be so so uncomfortable to correct people! if you have confident friends/partners, you should ask that they correct people for you! you shouldnt have to go through any of it alone <3

more about friends !! find friends who are similar to you, but opposite! as a trans boy, i have quite a few mtf friends, and i've given my old clothes/bras etc to them, and they've given me boxers, shirts, and colognes!!

i really hope this has helped a bit!! dont stress yourself out, im here for anything you need and i'm always willing to help <3

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[strangestcase]

ok it was about time I give you guys my honest opinions on the G3 designs (the cartoon ones) because it's such a mixed bag I really can't just say "it's good" or "it's bad"

CLAWDEEN- the design is super cute but it doesn't say "Clawdeen Wolf" to me. G1 and G2 Clawdeen was a fashionista and I don't like how it seems like G3 Clawdeen isn't. It takes away a lot of her personality, which was very watered down for the movie, so I hope her character arc in the show involves her gaining the confidence the OG Clawdeen was known for. Also the hair should be darker- that much purple feels distracting. Some touches of green wouldn't be bad, also. I love that she's Afrolatina, but hate that her skin is getting lightened left and right. All in all, I can say "good, but not good enough".

DRACULAURA- she's flawless. Ok, not really, but I like her. The new clothes are rather underwhelming compared to the G1 and G2 looks but they're still good. I love the addition of the hat, the split dye, and her being Filipino and plus size, but I miss the pigtails. I also feel like her personality, too, should be explored more in the show. The movie had her go from aloof to friendly and sweet as she opened up to Clawdeen and Frankie, and that was AMAZING. Final verdict: G1 and G2 Draculaura looked great but were a little grating; G3 Draculaura is more likable (to me) but her outfit doesn't go nearly as hard.

FRANKIE- personality and design wise? Frankie is the saving grace of the reboot. Making them a secondary protagonist allows the burden of being relatable to be lifted from their shoulders, and that's how Frankie really starts to shine. The same had happened in G2. Making Frankie a more "dorky nerd" type of character is a great choice. Also: trans! But dear god, I want to kick the Universal execs on the ribs- Frankie isn't the same without green skin, neck bolts, and a big ole square Frankenstein head. That's just... wrong. Still, the design is cute and the clothes are great, but the neons throw me off. Personally, I think Frankie works best with dark colors and goth fashions. So yay to the overall character, nay to the new outfit. It's not too bad, but it isn't something I'd make Frankie wear, at least... not all the time? I think some elements of the G3 outfit can easily be blended in with the G1 outfit, but they're so different, it just clashes.

DEUCE- I miss the red accents and the lack of sleeves, but other than that, Deuce's design really has come around. He's way more snakelike and has a more defined signature color. Plus the glasses not being opaque, while taking away some mystery to his eyes, really make him more expressive. And that jacket? Amazing. As for his personality- I think the movie was trying to develop Deuce as something more than Cleo's boyfriend, but somewhat failed. He's nowhere as punk as G1 Deuce, and a lot of things about him felt like the writers fumbling to make him "cute". I don't know; I hope the cartoon doesn't go that direction and instead allows him to develop in a more natural way.

CLEO- this is the one design that is all in all an improvement. Darker skin? Great. Lots of blue? Great. Golden accents? Great. The makeup? Great. The jewelry? Great. It's all great. My one gripe is that they've made her skin look weirdly metallic which.......... makes me a little scared, ngl. Please tell me it's body glitter. Dark skin Cleo but at what cost... Now as for her personality: I really do hope they don't take her down the same route as the movie in which she was just a mean girl with nothing much to her other than being snooty and eventually befriending Clawdeen. The OG Cleo had MEAT and BACKSTORY to her meanness. They better not leave that out in the cartoon.

HEATH- the design looks terrible, overall, but I'll say that 1) putting his skin on the orange side is a change for the better and 2) having his color palette have cooler tones is innovative. I certainly would not out it on his sweatshirt though. At least movie!Heath had a cohesive design, with mostly warm colors and his varsity jacket acting as balance. I can't say much about movie Heath's personality because, to make a story short, he didn't do much. He was implied to be a troublemaker, but he just showed up for a couple of scenes and that was it. I like that they will lean into exploring his temper but that would have fit Holt more... the same way Clawdeen's arc in the movie would have fit Holt more. Also I want to see how they spin the "son of Hades" thing, because I get the feeling it will be C.A. Cupid 2.0.

LAGOONA- it's been said before and I will say it again: the design is amazing, but it doesn't feel much like Lagoona. Which is strange, since from what little we saw of Lagoona's personality in the movie, she is going to be very much G1 Lagoona with a new coat of paint. Speaking of strange things, they made her be Colombian, as a nod to the original Creature of the Black Lagoon (her dad)- but her new design is more mermaid-ish? As for her clothes, they're great, though I would have gone for a different color, probably darker (the whole of G3 is in dire need of dark colors). Though the main change I'd make is making her skin aqua blue again. Or another shade of pink. This pink color is just wrong. Why not fuchsia? What's wrong with fuchsia?

TORALEI- I'm honestly wondering how they're going to make Toralei being a "conservative" monster work... but from her design, I deduce she'll just be the regular mean Toralei, just now with a hatred of humans sprinkled in. As for her family though? A mystery. Her design isn't bad, and I think it's the best one of them all along with Cleo's, with her new hair being cooler than G1's, but the outfit, while good, is still a downgrade. Purple and white don't work with her. She needs black and orange. And pants. For the love of god give her pants.

HEADLESS HEADMISTRESS- G3 headmistress was a step down from G1. Or a couple hundred steps down. Personality-wise. But design wise, this one is better. That's all I have to say. Love the axe earrings.

OVERALL OPINION: G3 designs aren't bad but they aren't good. Most of them are, while iconic, not THE iconic designs that made Monster High what it is. I don't hate them, but I don't really like them a lot. They need darker colors and edgier fashion. Some changes I consider improvements, but most of them are meh at best. In short: I don't like the reboot, in general, but I like enough things about it to be interested in seeing where it goes, particularly story-wise. There is still room for improvement and I think it would be a disservice to older fans to not listen to them.

#monster high #mh #monster high g3 #monster high threeboot

[tsukkismoonlight]

Hi! May I request a TR match up (:

Sag sun, sag moon, sag leo

Intp, 6w5

male preference, I'm 25! (:

My dream job would honestly just be a stay at home mom/housewife. If they don't want kids, I want to at least have cats

Appearance: i'm plus size. I'm learning to love my body. Also always hiding all the scars on my body from eczema  by wearing cardigans and long skirts.

Hobbies: reading, watching anime, embroidery, writing hand written letters, lots of naps

Likes: the cold, head pats, collecting trinkets, cats, hydrangeas

Colors: pastel orange, tbh most hydrangeas colors

Fav foods: doriyaki, hotpot, sushi, ham&cheese croissants, curry pan

Dislikes: spaghetti, things that slither scare me, neglected, unfaithfulness, inefficiency

The most important thing traits for my soulmate is their ability to make me feel secure. I can easily go to hell and back for someone as long as I feel secure with them. I'm also loyal to a fault.

Thank you!

You glance at the clock nearby, noting how late it is. Despite that, your curiosity gets the better of you, and you find yourself opening the letter…

Hello !!! You absolutely may have one !! And my top favorite color is also a pastel orange!! Specifically like a sunset orange (and i also really don't like spaghetti??? I think i had it too much as a kid :p )

Anywhooo, if i were to match you up…id give you…

Ken Ryuguji!!!

Some hcs for you

▪︎your first meeting was probably, definitely chaotic, i mean, Draken spends most of his time just looking after Mikey, and we all know how that goes

▪︎so imagine this:

▪︎you've taken a trip to the pet store with a friend, wanting to pick up some new toys and more food for your cats

▪︎now imagine this next

▪︎a few isles over, Mikey is asking the poor employee to hold one of the snakes, all the while convincing Draken that Mikey absolutely needs one as a pet

▪︎i'd like to think that somehow, said slithering animal gets out of Mikey's hand and is now sneaking around the store.

▪︎Your friend would spot it first, and try to warn you as carefully as possible

▪︎but the little guy makes his way towards your shoes, and as soon as you feel a little nudge, well, you're paralyzed with fear, trying and failing to get any words out

▪︎now, when you see the towering form that is Ken Ryuguji, suddenly appear as he bends down to gently pick up the animal, you are stunned for a few reasons

▪︎the first being just how easily he had done that, as if the reptile in his hands wasn't so grossly terrifying

▪︎the second being, that this man was heavenly looking, even as he passed the snake to the employee, and scolded Mikey for not being careful

▪︎From then on, you happened to run into Draken fairly often, eventually growing to become friends

▪︎you wrote him a lot of your famous handwritten letters, often times sliding in some pressed flowers, or little stickers you found that reminded you of him

▪︎not that he ever let the others see these, and face their jokes, but he keeps every single letter in his top drawer, and he reads them whenever he feels down

▪︎skip to current times, you live together, practically already married in the way that all of your shared friends would say you two argue like an old married couple

▪︎most of the arguments are over small things, such as who's turn it is to clean the litter box, or that Draken needs to stop being so picky with his food, and to stop ruining his clothes because you can't keep patching them up

▪︎you threaten to embroider cute little designs on his stuff, knowing full and well that he has his own little appearance to uphold

▪︎oh and for these hcs, Draken and the others ??? Their gang lives are strictly like, idk competitive sports or gaming or something, we don't need any danger here

▪︎especially because i think that Draken would want kids, and he'd want to keep his family safe, so if he was in a gang like Toman or whichever, he wouldn't be having kids

▪︎but he loves the idea of them so much, though he only ever tells you that. He wants to come home to little footsteps and tiny voices calling for him

▪︎and of course, his favorite part about it is coming home to his lovely wife, knowing that he has everything he could ever want.

A lock screen for you ! Its a little plain, but i didnt wanna crowd it up, but i think it looks really pretty !!

Thank you so so much for joining in on this event! I had a lot of fun with this one, so I really hope you like it!!! I also hope that your day or night goes amazing !!

#matchups at midnight #tokyo revengers match ups #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #ken ryuguji #draken #tr draken