#I'm on vacation so lots of free time all of sudden

[smutoperator]

Underwater

Kwon Eunbi x Male Reader

Tags: cheating, diving, fingering, Hawaii, mermaid, multiple cumshots, pool, titfucking, toplessness, (plenty of) underwater sex, vacation

Word count: 4800.

Eunbi had enjoyed her vacation in Hawaii a lot. Experiencing new things with her best friend Minju and staying very far away from home had been a very pleasant experience for her, as she could eat new kinds of food, discover new activities, hang out along the beautiful Hawaiian beaches, and practice her hobby of scuba diving.

The fact that Eunbi and Minju had traveled in the winter to Hawaii, at the lowest season, meant they faced no crowds and were able not to rush anything in their trip experience. So much so that the two girls had now become the only two people left in the hotel. As Minju took a walk with her manager to explore some places, Eunbi now had the hotel all to herself.

Eunbi rested on the chair, wearing her favorite black bikini. The wintery sun of Hawaii was fairly weak, but enough to give her pale skin a little extra tanning. Eunbi then jumped in the pool, taking her water-proof camera with her as she started recording her diving and swimming under the water.

Minju was still a couple hours away from coming back, meaning Eunbi could be a little riskier. Knowing nobody was around her, Eunbi took some extra freedom, removing the bra from her bikini and getting herself topless in the pool. As the sole guest in the hotel, Eunbi was now just enjoying herself, going multiple times to the border of the pool and taking big jumps that made her fully-free boobs jiggle like jelly every time they touched the water. Eunbi looked like a sexy, stacked little mermaid as she navigated the entire pool under the water. The way her body, especially her hair, tits, legs and ass, moved was cinematic.

As Eunbi emerged from her long underwater dive, a bit of water splashed off the pool. But she was no longer alone, as a guy resting at the side of the pool appeared, his shirt now soaking wet thanks to her sudden reemergence happening in front of him. Eunbi panicked a little bit on the inside but tried to stay calm and use her problem-solving skills as an experienced woman who once led 11 girls on their road to stardom, instinctively covering her boobs as soon as she saw the man. "I'm sorry, I thought I was alone and no new guests would come to the hotel until 2 PM," she said, trying to explain the situation to the man without looking embarrassed.

"No need to be. I arrived earlier; sorry for disrupting you." You treated Eunbi very gently, making her calmer instantly. In the end, you were also shocked at how such a tiny woman could carry such a massive chest yet perform all those moves while swimming, as you didn't know anything about Eunbi's decade-long career as a well-rounded idol, the leader of a group that sold millions and is now pushing towards a solo career. She was just that short but very pretty girl you just met a minute ago at the pool of a hotel.

"You're so kind; how about you join me at the pool?" Eunbi politely asked as you put your tall body inside the pool while still fully clothed, sitting at the first step as you looked into Eunbi's eyes. You trembled a little as the water was quite cold, but Eunbi was already fully acclimated to it. Eunbi bumped her huge chest against yours, unveiling her real intentions as soon as you jumped in, giving you a first kiss you didn't know how to react to. 

"Can I touch them?" you asked, still shy, regarding Eunbi's massive knockers. "Of course, do it as you please; as you can see, I'm very proud of them," Eunbi said back. You placed your right hand on her left boob, groping it softly. Eunbi climbed up a step at the pool and put her tits right in your face, as your hands were now joining your mouth in her right boob. You then firmly grabbed both, alternating between sucking each of her breasts. Then you buried your face on her torso, licking it all the way up to her neck.

Eunbi spiced things up, holding her left boob right in your mouth and letting both of you tongue her nipple while kissing each other. She then placed your head between her breasts and let you motorboat her, stopping it as she placed her hands on your neck and pushed you further into the pool. Eunbi sat on your lap to show off more of her body, as she was much shorter than you, who could get yourself on your knees and still have your head appear over the water. You firmly grabbed her big tits and continued to suck them just as you had started at the pool's border. 

However, your little mermaid already had her next move in mind, as Eunbi detached from your body and started swimming away from you before moving back and yanking your shorts down in just one move. You were impressed at how such a short girl could be so strong. as Eunbi was now swimming fully underwater. The frigid waters meant your cock was still flaccid, but Eunbi was about to change it in a hurry, as just her strong touch was enough to activate your erection despite the adverse conditions. Fully submerged and on her knees, Eunbi looked at your boner with lots of lust, taking it in her mouth as soon as she could. 

You watched as bubbles came out of Eunbi's mouth and nose. Her cock-sucking felt like a shark biting you under the water. "Damn, how can she do this with such ease?" you thought. Eunbi wasn't holding anything back, already inserting your cock deep in her throat from the get-go. When she finally ran out of air, she emerged kissing you, but with her right hand still masturbating your manhood.

It didn't take even 5 seconds before Eunbi was submerged again. You loved the way her wet hair waved under the water. You had never had any sexual activities under the water before, yet there was this tiny girl with big boobs giving you deepthroats underwater without even flinching. As Eunbi increased the heat in your crotch and you acclimated yourself to the water temperature, you took your shirt off and got yourself fully naked.

Eunbi abandoned her kneeling position and was floating and swimming, giving you a view of her firm ass and her strong thighs in motion as she continued to suck you off. You took a more active approach this time, thursting up to start fucking her mouth. Once again, Eunbi barely flinched and invited your challenge with open arms, performing an underwater gag as she pushed your cock as deep in her mouth as she could, and more bubbles came out of it. Eunbi then got back on her knees and pushed harder, sucking your cock more and more violently while bubbling under the water.

Eunbi had stayed a full minute and a half underwater, but it didn't even take two seconds before she was ready to go again. This time, Eunbi stayed on her feet even if the pool's depth was basically her height, slowly sliding down until your shaft finally aligned with her tits. Eunbi enveloped your cock like a sausage between a pair of buns, smirking every time your throbbing tip emerged out of her fun bags, her hair touching the pool's floor as she increased her tits grip at each fucking. You start moving your hips as Eunbi closes her eyes to not let the sun hit them, taking a more passive approach and letting you have fun with her knockers.

As Eunbi emerges after a minute-long underwater titfucking, she kisses you and already thinks about her next step, making sure her hands don't give your cock a single second of rest. You want to appreciate her massive boobs you just fucked, jiggling them with your hands before you suck them like a needy baby. Eunbi moans a little as she takes her thong off for your cock to impale her pussy. You grab Eunbi by her ass, pushing your hard phallus inside her as water comes out of her cunt. Eunbi bounces slowly as she moans. She never thought one of the new experiences she would take from Hawaii would be getting screwed underwater. She tries to slowly adjust to it as she clings onto you, feeling lots of friction in her pussy. 

You try to increase Eunbi's arousal by jumping your mouth right into her tits and sucking her erected nipples. You're now in control, pumping harder and deeper each time inside her walls. Eunbi tries to put her feet at the border, but you push her closer to the center of the pool, increasing the difficulty while banging her faster. 

"Put that big finger in my ass," Eunbi demands as she has yet to adjust to underwater penetration, trying to heat herself up. It turns out it works perfectly. As soon as you spread her cheeks and put your middle finger up in her anus, her initial pain goes away. Your left hand now grabs her right boob alongside her right hand, while your right hand stays underwater, poking her tiny asshole. "Nice boy sticking your finger in my tight ass, ahhhh. Oh God, your cock is so huge." Eunbi was feeling it as you pounded her with your erect 7-inch, her tits now fully underwater as she was just enjoying you doing all the work.

You pulled out of Eunbi but kept your finger stuck deep in her asshole, sensing that she enjoyed it a lot. Eunbi submerged her head halfway underwater as you lifted her right leg for an easier entrance in her pussy, holding the entire weight of her body in your cock and her left leg that barely touched the floor. Eunbi had to remerge as soon as you inserted your prick back in her cunt, grabbing her right thigh, now fully lifted in the air. She found that position to be much more enjoyable, giving you the loudest and hardest moans she could. You groped her left tit hard while letting the other one freely bounce, kissing her while doing so.

Eunbi was now essentially floating as the pounding got harder. You fingered her pussy, leading to faster and more acure moans that got even better once you stuck a pair of fingers inside it alongside your cock. Eunbi was now very weak as her body started to drown, her big tits dropping almost at your navel. You pushed her up, never taking your cock out of her pussy, giving her a pair of long and deep thursts to help her move up. Eunbi, however, was really enjoying it, as she ducked her head underwater shortly after to watch your cock beautifully pump her pussy, even if her huge tits were blocking most of the view and the mauling you were giving her meant she couldn't last long without going back up.

Eunbi took your cock out of her fuckhole and dove her body fully underwater, grabbing your dick by her right hand while upside down, starting a blowjow under the water that quickly evolved into a 69. Bubbles came out of her tightened mouth every time she pushed your cock up. The heat you put in her pussy and the pounding she had just taken were too much, as she lasted for just 30 seconds before going back up. You pushed yourself to the border and caught her by surprise, already inserting your cock back in, before she adjusted for a better angle, pounding her in reverse with your right hand, making fast moves around her clit while her boobs freely jiggled at each thurst you gave her. Eunbi bent over a little, as you now grabbed her by the shoulder, and she played with the water, putting her mouth just at the pool's level to release bubbles on it.

"Damn, that big cock is stretching me so good," Eunbi said as you now locked her hands on her back, pushing her up and letting the little waves of the pool hit right between her tits, who were bouncing so hard she had to grab them with both hands to keep them contained, before realizing it was futile as the harder you pumped her cunt, the more out of control those melons would get. You were the only one who could keep them in control every time you placed your hands in those magnificent Eunbigs to grope them.

You bent your knees just enough so Eunbi's body could be fully underwater, increasing the pace of the pounding while doing so. You now wrap your hands around Eunbi's soft but toned belly, touching it, and wonder what it would look like with a baby inside. You were engaged but had never felt such an urge to have kids with your fiancé, as you would rather wait to consummate your marriage first, but as she recovered from the jet leg at your dorm, you were having thoughts of impregnating someone else. Eunbi was getting completely ragdolled underwater as your left hand wrapped around her tits while you had all your right-hand fingers except the thumb inside her cunt, which was now wetter than the water itself.

You sat on the pool's floor as you grabbed Eunbi's body, thursting upwards like a piston in a car motor, but hitting Eunbi's "valve" every single time as you could only hear her moaning through bubbles popping out of the water every time your cock reached her cervix. Eunbi's juices coated all over your cock as you kept poking her pussy with your fingers, holding her tits as she started having an underwater orgasm. You pushed her head up to hear her fast and loud moans, increasing the speed of your hands in her clit, before pulling out and using her tits as a "washer" for her juices (not like you needed it), putting Eunbi on her knees as you slid your cock between her juicy melons.

Eunbi ducked her head underwater to lick your tip every time your shaft reached the top of her chest. You watched everything from above, in awe at her beautiful silhouete that made her look like a statuesque black-haired mermaid. Eunbi was so deep in the pool that her hair was below your navel once she took your cock fully in her mouth before finally needing to get somewhere. She turned around and swam away from you, moving back to the border of the pool and reaching the three steps that were there. Her tits rested on the upper step while she placed her hands on the middle one and got her knees in the deepest one, bending her ass over to you.

You gave Eunbi's little trimmed bush a tap as you put your cock back in her pussy. Gosh, she looked amazing on all fours, perfect to get pounded balls deep like a submissive toy. And you did just like that, smashing your balls against her meaty clit from the start. Eunbi was back at her strongest now and could take it with ease despite having her head underwater. You wish you could hear any words coming from her sexy mouth, but every time she bubbled under the water, you just assumed she wanted you to go harder.

"Bury that big dick deep inside me." Eunbi emerged, saying those words and proving you correct. You leaned your weight against her body, making her scream at each thrust, always giving a good amount of attention to her milkers. "Perfect, keep going; hit me just like that," Eunbi approved as she dived back in to watch your cock stretching her cunt out, letting out a big smile you weren't able to see. You went rougher, mounting on Eunbi as your cock pounded her just at water level, making big splashes and waves every time you went in and out of her pussy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," was all Eunbi could say as the water waves hit her clit at full speed alongside your cock. Eunbi fingered her cunt as your balls hit her nails, her tits sagging as gravity pushed them down underwater while her erected nipples perfectly pointed to the floor. Eunbi descended to watch the scene underwater, holding herself just by her left arm as you grabbed her right tit with the same hand, then freeing herself to watch her melons bounce right on her face, beding her whole body in a full arch.

"Holy shit you're so flexible. How did you manage not to fall while I was fucking you?" You were amazed by Eunbi's skills. "Well, I've been a dancer since I was a teenager. And just like a mermaid, I can sing too, even Underwater" she said. "I've been here for nearly half an hour and didn't even ask your name," you said. "Eunbi. Kwon Eunbi," she replied. "Are you from Hawaii?" you continued. "No, I come from Korea," she answered back.

As you too chatted a little and discovered more about Eunbi's career, you learned how she started as a backup dancer who climbed all the way up the ladder, joined a group called "Eyes One," and now has become a solo act in Korea. Her story was quite compelling to you, but her hands massaging your cock were even more so. Just like she did during her career, Eunbi climbed up the pool's steps, this time ready to sit on your big cock, sliding it in with ease as she gave you a passionate kiss and you grabbed her ass.

But you want to test Eunbi's recently discovered dancer flexibility and see if she was truly a mermaid like she claimed to be by pushing her back into the water. She reacts instinctively, placing her left hand at the border and her right foot at the step, while her left foot lands at your shoulder as it lifts in the air. "I know you can float, my little mermaid; let's also see how high you can moan—I mean, sing," you tell her. Eunbi is a little scared but starts to detach from her supports, floating in the water as you stare at her eyes and put your left hand in her waist and your right hand in her boobs.

Eunbi is up to the challenge, even the hardest. It's in her personality. After being the second mother to 11 children, this is easy for her. She takes a deep breath and dives her entire body underwater, leaving just her legs up as you hold her by the waist. After all, she had been training for years to be a diver. Eunbi covers the sun from reaching her eyes with her beautiful black hair. You start pounding her in missionary as she lets out a massive moan that shakes the whole water surrounding you. Eunbi gets to the bottom of the pool, placing her hands at her clit as she lets your thursts press her against the floor, every moan now leading to massive bubbles coming out of her mouth.

It turns out that this is much more difficult for you than it is for her. Your grip on her body is way loosier than at the other positions, leading your cock to slip out a couple times. You grab Eunbi's thighs as she gives you a helping hand to insert your cock back in. Eunbi just watched as you pushed her body closer to her while her jiggly boobs continued to bounce even all the way deep in the trenches of the pool. Eunbi now had her head fully rested as she took a huge pounding. You stared at her fit belly and massive tits, imagining what they would look like with her carrying a baby.

Eunbi finally ran out of air but still managed to be strong enough to not let your cock slip out as she emerged, taking control as you sat on the middle step and she started to ride you. Eunbi made splashes in your cock at each bounce while you searched for her asshole to finger once more. A helicopter flew over your heads, making a lot of noise, but you barely paid attention to it as Eunbi mermaid-esque singing moans were much more attractive. She then switched sides, riding you in reverse as she held her hands on your chest while hers couldn't stop bouncing. Eunbi then let you take control as she lied her tiny body on top of you, letting you splash her clit each time you thursted up into her pussy.

"Harder," Eunbi said just this word. It was enough for you to understand as you groped her tits and pumped her with all your might. Your thrusts were now so hard that they were splashing water all over Eunbi's hips and even her belly. Her tits got spanked, fondled, slapped, and pressed as you used your whole arsenal of moves to please Eunbi's best assets.

"Let's get some sunlight." Sensing you two had stayed long enough underwater, Eunbi looked for something else, heading towards the same chair from which she had started the day tanning herself. Eunbi got herself in all fours, screaming as soon as your tip touched her sensitive walls. The exposure to the sun seemed to have unlocked many more powers in your mermaid, as while her pussy was much easier to penetrate now, it also got much tighter. Eunbi invited you to fuck her as hard as you could, firmly grabbing her butt as you went full force deep into her pussy.

You rewarded Eunbi for her tightness as you let her taste the juice from your cock. Her shark-biting blowjob was still present above the water, as her mouth was warmer than ever. You couldn't resist her warmth and went on to fuck her face, grabbing her by her wet hair before she took a few turns sucking your balls. You kept Eunbi in the same position as your cock felt like it was about to explode each time you got to the depths of her pussy. You pushed her body a little upwards to let her boobs bounce harder. 

"Oh, that's good. Give that big cock to me, deep inside my pussy," she whispered to you, holding your right hand as it grabbed her ass. You couldn't see much of it underwater, but now you had a full view of how meaty her pussy lips were. "Put that magic finger up my ass; please my ass as you fuck my pussy harder," Eunbi demanded as you inserted your large thumb in her tight anus. "Harder, harder, harder," a whispering out of breath Eunbi said, twisting around the chair as her boobs got grabbed.

"Please cum all over my face," she said. Mermaids truly could predict the future, given that as soon as you said those words, a rush hit your cock, forcing you to pull out quickly to meet her demands. "Give me your face," you said as your seeds hit Eunbi's cheeks and lips, with some even going to her hair or being wasted on the floor. Your cock still released a few drops of cum long after the first burst, almost as if Eunbi's pussy had given it a massive boost.

"Turn around," you demanded of Eunbi, letting her tits now face you. Despite just cumming, you looked more insatiable than ever, grabbing Eunbi's right leg and lifting it up as your left hand rested in her belly. Your desire to put a baby on it had reached its maximum, making you forget any thoughts about your fiancé. You only wanted Eunbi. But just like her, you had to climb a long ladder. "I know you still got some cum in there, baby. Next, I want you to cover my tits," Eunbi demanded, griding her teeth as you looked at her face full of your dried-up sperm.

"Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper," she kept repeating in an almost militaristic manner. You wanted to disobey her orders and just finish inside her, but you knew she wasn't an ordinary woman and you would be in trouble the moment you didn't follow her instructions. "GIVE ME ALL THAT COCK, OH GOD!" Eunbi screamed, sensing your second shot was just moments away. "Make me cum; make my pussy explode all over your cock. Make my pussy cum, AHHHHH," Eunbi kept asking as you pressed her fully lifted right leg into her nipples. You were hitting her best spots, and her pussy was indeed about to explode. "Right there, right there," she kept repeating, telling you where to hit the correct spots.

"Can you feel that pussy squeezing all over your cock? Push it all the way in. Earn it." Eunbi wanted you to prove to her that you were among the best. You started getting out of breath, feeling as if Eunbi's pussy wrapping your cock for nearly an hour had drained half the years of your life. But Eunbi just wanted you to keep pushing, worried at the prospect of Minju arriving at any moment and finding her in such a position as she was expected to come in around 15 minutes.

You closed Eunbi's legs and pushed your cock from behind, fixating your thoughts on the jiggles of her tits. You were almost there. "God, you're growing; your cock is getting bigger." Eunbi wasn't lying, as her mermaid powers had turned your 7-inch into a 9-inch the longer she went under the sun. "Make me cum," she was the one saying it, but you were the one who was ready to unload, as Eunbi dropped her back at the chair, giving you an amazing full-body view that was too much for you to handle: her wet hair, her cum-covered face, her massive milkers and big areolas, her round belly, her little bush, and her bikini marks.

Eunbi sat and put her tits at your shooting range, grabbing them so gravity couldn't drop them down. "Come on, give it to me," she demanded as you groaned, ready to shoot. Her left boob got most of the milk, with even a bit slipping into her side tattoo, while the right one only got a few sparks. Eunbi grabbed her cum-covered melons, licking your white protein from her left tit. She got back on all fours and then ordered, as soon as she got your cock back into a full erection with just a single, powerful mermaid deepthroat, "Stick that big dick deep up that cunt until you cum.".

You couldn't even last 10 seconds this time. Eunbi's pussy clenched your cock so hard you painted her walls with semen in a snap. Never had you felt such a powerful ejaculation; your foreskin burned, your glans were so hyperextended it felt like they would explode at any second, the veins of your shaft bled, and you felt like she would never let you pull out, as her walls bit you like a shark to a point you felt like they would slice your dick in half. When you finally managed to, your once powerful 9-inch dick had been pulverized and athopied into a soft and sorry excuse of a cock.

"I guess we meet again later," you said, trying to hide the embarrassment you felt of your short dick that had been fully drained by that little powerful mermaid. As you disappeared out of Eunbi's sights, a beautiful, foxy girl arrived. Eunbi greeted Minju, who responded with a kiss on her cheek, right at the point where you had ejaculated on her. "Unnie, I think there is some white cream on your face," Minju said. "My bad, Minju, I had forgotten I had just taken more sunscreen," Eunbi lied.

For you, there was no next time. By the time you returned to the hotel's public area, Eunbi was gone. Maybe she dove back into the cold and deep waters of the Pacific Ocean and went back to her mermaid life. But you were never the same. The vacation you made to propose to your fiancé became about a tiny girl with big tits who was the only thing you could think about. Every time you looked at the hotel's pool, flashes of Eunbi invaded your head.

You reluctantly proposed to your fiancé in Hawaii, but as you arrived home, you had already taken an U-turn, as she spotted you booking tickets to Korea by yourself without telling her. "Why are you going to Korea? We just had our vacation," she asked.

"I think we should take a break," you said, packing your begs and heading to Korea, enchanted by the serenades of a little mermaid.

I decided to do this one as a gift, off-schedule smut. I have been thinking of doing a smut of Eunbi in Hawaii since the moment she announced her vacation with Minju, but wasn't finding the plot. The moment I saw her in that bikini, it finally came to my mind. Although @thelibrarian69 beat me to it and did a smut using the same pool scenario just a couple days ago, I think our smuts are fundamentally different, as I tried to put more emphasis on the underwater sex stuff and the characterization of Eunbi as a mermaid, while also adding references to her career. Since "Underwater" is literally Eunbi's signature song, no one better than her to be the protagonist of a smut that mostly takes place underwater.

#eunbi smut #kwon eunbi smut #izone smut #female idol smut #girl group smut #kpop smut #male reader smut

[gojoidyll]

Imagine taking Katheryne's place for the day in Liyue, and when the traveler comes by for a new commission they are surprised to see you. You, on the other hand, aren't surprised to see them as you expected for them to come by. However, what you didn't expect was to see someone who doesn't belong.

He was clad in expensive looking attire, the contrast of blues and whites matching perfectly with his pale complexion and long silver hair. His eyes were mesmerizing too. They reminded you much of your dear friend Zhongli's eyes despite the major difference in color.

"Oh, y/n, we didn't expect to see you here today! Where's Katheryne?"

"Hello Paimon, Traveler, Katheryne is out for the day and a new commission popped up asking for anyone who was free to take her place. The mora is good, so I decided to take up the job since I don't have anything else to do."

"Oohhh, that makes sense," Paimon answered.

You smiled before directing your attention to their tall friend, "may I ask who this is?"

"This Neuvillette," Paimon introduced with an air of arrogance in her voice, "he's the chief justice of Fontaine! Pretty cool, huh?"

You bowed to Neuvillette, "it's nice to meet you sir."

"No, the pleasure is mine... your name is y/n, correct? The traveler and Paimon talk a lot about you. They were actually saying how they wanted me to meet you at some point."

Before you could say anything, you felt a tug on your sleeve, "miss y/n, your shift is over."

Nodding you turn back to the three before you, "well, as you can tell, since I'm done working for the day, why don't I tag along? That is, if it's alright."

Meeting Neuvillette was definitely interesting. He was both kind and courteous. A true gentleman. Not to mention that you quite like how he spoke to you. His voice was nice, smooth, and definitely easy on the ears. And just as he liked talking about Fontaine, he also liked listening to you.

Most of the time when you hung out with the traveler and Paimon, Paimon was usually the one who dominated the conversation (not that you minded, you weren't much of a talker to begin with), so being the center of attention in a conversation for once definitely made you nervous. Especially when such a handsome and refined man was giving such a attention.

And later you would fail to notice how Paimon and the traveler would give each other a high-five before leaving both you and Neuvillette to talk amongst yourselves. Neuvillette noticed, however, but decided to not say anything.

"You know Miss y/n," Neuvillette started but you gently cut him off, "y/n is fine."

"Y/n," he amended with a smile, "I've actually been quite the fan of yours for some time. And truthfully, it was I who asked the traveler to meet you."

As it turns out, you were actually a performer of sorts. Your voice was something that everyone could admire for hours on end. But at some point you decided to take a break. The life of an adventurer too good to pass up. (You did promise yourself to sing again someday, but for now, you were on a ... vacation of sorts.)

"You- you're a fan of mine?"

"Yes, I always enjoyed your performances when you would grace Fontaine with your voice. And when I heard you had went on break, I honestly thought I wouldn't be able to hear you again."

Your face felt hot all of sudden, it wasn't everyday that such a gorgeous man showered you in such praises. You felt him grab your hand as he stopped walking to look at you.

"Y/n, I-"

"Am i interrupting something?"

You looked to see who it was and immediately broke out into a bright smile, "Mr. Zhongli!"

You gently let go of Neuvillette's hand before walking up to your friend to give him a hug, "I haven't seen you in awhile! Where on Teyvat have you been?"

"Just traveling my dear, nothing to worry about."

As you pulled away to introduce Zhongli to Neuvillette, you didn't notice how the air got thicker and the area more tense than what it was.

Oh, and did I forget to mention that you didn't know that Zhongli is actually the geo Archon? Yeah...

Having two dragons fight over you is quite nice, though.

#genshin #genshin impact #zhongli #neuvillette #genshin zhongli #genshin neuvillette #zhongli x reader #zhongli x you #zhongli x y/n #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette x y/n #neuvillette x you

[waldau]

i don't know anyone who writes wonwoo as perfect as you! you manage to capture his personality so well🥺could i please request a friends to lovers thing for wonu? you've been friends for YEARS and you've had your moments and hidden glances but this one night you're just sitting out and feeling the winter breeze together. he can feel you staring and asks why you're doing that..while you contemplate whether to give in and just confess. you're so overwhelmed with emotions for him but you're also so terrified to tell him bcos you're scared to change the dynamics your relationship has so far.

thank you so much for saying that about my writing, anon :') took me entirely too long but i had a sudden burst of inspiration after seeing the latest gam3 bo1 wonwoo with long hair 😵‍💫 hope you like this! title taken from the english version of crush by seventeen.

hearts in parallel — jeon wonwoo | 2,730 words | fluff

gender neutral reader. warnings: none.

wonwoo's standing outside your car in the parking lot of your office. part of you is convinced you're just imagining things, because he's supposed to be in japan. touring. doing idol things. having fun.

every morning you look forward to the pictures he's made a habit of sending whenever he's on tour, whether they're what he had for breakfast, or what a sleeping dokyeom looked like with a moustache drawn on his face. his only motive for doing that has been to convince you to let him take you on a vacation whenever you're free, because he says there's always something you'd enjoy wherever he goes.

it's sweet. it really is. even if you have to keep reminding him that you have your usual 9-5 that's so different from his schedules.

but it is wonwoo, when you focus on the way he's standing against the hood of your car, hands in his pockets as he looks at what you assume is the view of the sun setting in the distance. crazy how he'd sent a picture of it to you just today morning from another country.

suddenly, you fell woefully out-dressed. it's your usual work attire, but wonwoo's got his airport look on, complete with a dashing coat that you've never seen before. maybe he has it on only for today.

"surprise?" wonwoo asks sheepishly, when he catches you staring at him.

you blink once more, just in case. "wonwoo?" you ask, a little uncertain. "aren't you supposed to..."

"tour ended last night," he explains, pushing himself to stand properly. "i texted you afterwards."

you think back to the messages you exchanged last night, but they're a haze at best. all you can currently think of is your calendar you've been crossing things off of for a better part of the day.

any other time, you'd be extremely happy to see wonwoo, but today you don't feel like you can match his energy. "sorry," you murmur, rubbing your face. maybe if you rub it hard enough he'll disappear and you can catch up with him when you're a bit more presentable.

"hey, no," he says, catching your wrist as you pull your hands away. "you look perfectly fine. did i catch you at a wrong time?"

you realize you just said your last sentence out loud. "just tired," you say, proud of yourself at how even your voice is despite the fact that your hand is in his. "i'm glad you're here, though."

wonwoo lets go of your hand. "then is it fine if i drive you home?"

you look at him. he looks pretty serious, and you snort. "did you seriously come here just to drive me home?"

wonwoo nods. "straight from the airport. dropped my stuff home, then took a cab and came here."

no wonder he's still got the airport look on.

"you're a weird man, jeon wonwoo," you say, searching for your keys in your pocket.

"that's probably why we're friends," he deadpans, catching the keys you toss him.

"you should be sleeping," you say, chucking your bag on the backseat. "or resting at home. not being my chauffeur."

"maybe i wanted to be your chauffeur because i'm not sleepy," wonwoo replies, slipping on his seatbelt, waiting for you to do the same before starting your car. "it's been a while since we've hung out together."

that's true, you think. ever since you got this new job, your hours have been filled with work, and even though you're not overly swamped, you've been seeing your friends a bit less frequently than you would have liked. wonwoo included. and wonwoo's also had less time to spend with you, given how the band's been planning more foreign tours in the past year.

so you're glad you're spending time with him, even if you're not at your best.

"who said you don't look good?" wonwoo asks.

you bite your tongue when you realize you've spoken out your thoughts again — it's just a testament to how tired you are, with no filter between your thoughts and words. you shake your head, but wonwoo's not having any of it.

"i came here straight off my flight and i look absolutely dishevelled. you're lucky i don't mind you seeing me like this."

"your so-called dishevelled airport look is just as good as me at my best, so don't even start, okay?"

"yah," wonwoo says, laughing. "i don't appreciate you slandering yourself like that."

"fine, what do you appreciate?"

"you spending some time with me and not worrying about anything else."

blunt, as always. you appreciate it, even if it makes your heart jump a little. and it's not that you're worrying over anything: it's just the sudden nature of wonwoo's appearance that has you a little confused. but you're not complaining.

"by the way," wonwoo says, when you finally pull out onto the main road after leaving all the traffic behind, "i got you something."

"again? wonwoo, i told you i don't need souvenirs from every—"

"this was for your birthday, sweetheart," he says, pausing to pull something out of the pocket of his coat. "i still have your stuff from japan waiting to be unpacked."

"you're a menace, won," you say, hands hesitating to accept the slim box sitting on the dashboard. "i told you i didn't want anything."

"and i told you it'd be a crime if i didn't get you anything. maybe i would've listened to you if you didn't get that insanely expensive camera for me."

you glance at him. "that's—"

"—a completely valid argument," he retorts, reaching for the slim box and putting it in your lap. "i've been waiting to see your reaction ever since i got it."

shaking your head, you make a show of opening it. one thing about wonwoo is that he somehow always knows what to gift others. you could tell him you didn't want anything, and then he'd give you something you didn't even know you wanted.

case in point: there's a dainty silver chain sitting in the box, with the pendant looking very familiar. you take a closer look at it and realize—

"you didn't."

wonwoo has his mischievous grin on. "of course i did."

it's a customized engraving of your cat on the circular coin of metal, a perfect replica down to the little discoloured patch of fur on your cat's face.

you'd complained to wonwoo, once, drunkenly, about this really cute online jewellery store that sold customized necklaces. you'd never been able to find it again despite going through your search history and searching the web extensively.

now that it's sitting in your hands, you can't help but wonder how much time he must have spent tracking it down, finding the perfect picture for the engraving.

"i don't know how to thank you," you say honestly, looking at wonwoo. he still has the smile on his face, looking straight ahead.

"just wear it forever, and you're good."

"oh, emotionally manipulating me? is that how it's going to be?" you ask, tracing the chain with your finger.

"i don't think it's manipulation if it's your cat."

you can't argue with that. you snap the box shut and put it in the pocket of your jeans. "you shouldn't have, won," you say perfunctorily.

wonwoo doesn't respond, simply choosing to switch on the radio.

for once, you're not driving, and you get the chance to appreciate how beautiful the city looks when it's nearing night.

"you hungry?" wonwoo asks, when the car stops at a red light.

you shake your head. "not for a few more hours. you?"

"nope," wonwoo says, flexing his fingers on the wheel. "but tonight's a full moon night, so i was thinking we could go to the riverside and just hang out near the pier? if you're not too tired?"

you think about it. you get to hang out with wonwoo in the moonlight, which will definitely be a sight to behold. the way he's been living rent-free in your mind for a while now is embarrassing, to say the least.

"i don't mind."

you sneak glances at him when he's answers a call from dino asking him if he's free to hang out tomorrow, when he's excited to hear one of his own songs on the radio. he's cute, and the feeling's eating you up from the inside every single time you're with him.

he just looks so...boyfriend. he's let his hair grow out, and black really is his colour. not to mention his glasses which might just be your undoing.

wonwoo parks at a spot not far from the pier.

you get out of the car and immediately get hit by a gust of cool air, and you're really glad wonwoo decided to come pick you up today, because there's no way you would've come here by yourself.

the walkway around the river seems nicer than the last time you were here, bigger and better with more lights and somehow, lesser people. it's exactly what you need right now.

you fall in step alongside wonwoo, comfortably silent as you make your way from the car park, the relative silence amplifying the sound of insects chirping and people chattering around you.

you don't look down for a second, and suddenly there's a tiny pebble that gets stuck in your shoe and trips you up. you brace yourself for a slightly hard impact, but the next thing you know is that wonwoo's arm is around your waist, pulling you into himself.

"careful," he chides softly, rubbing your back for a moment before letting go. "are you okay?"

you nod mechanically.

"let's switch sides. the light's better here."

it's these little things that wonwoo does, that make you fall for him even more. what started off as a little crush is now a hopeless, helpless twinge in your heart that multiplies whenever you so much as look at him. no matter how much you've gotten better at controlling your feelings around him, you can't help but stare at how good he looks tonight, the moon highlighting his face, its silver beams running through his black hair.

you've really, really missed this. just hanging out with him. and maybe you miss the time before you realized your feelings were so earth-consumingly deep that it began clouding every interaction the two of you have had.

"do you have the box with you?" wonwoo asks, all of a sudden.

you question his words for a second, then remember. "yeah," you say, patting at the slim box sitting in the pocket of your jeans.

"let me put it on for you?"

what should have been a calm night out with wonwoo by the riverside has now ended up into you becoming a mess of nerves, your skin burning where his fingertips touch you, fastening the clasp into place. you can't see how it looks on you right now, but wonwoo already has a solution.

"stand here," he says, directing you to a particularly bright lamppost. "you need to see how good it looks on you."

you try protesting, but wonwoo brushes away your concerns. "let me just take a picture. just one."

it's never just one picture with wonwoo, and you can't stop him when he has his mind set on something. you give in and stand under the light and try to muster up a real smile for the camera. you succeed because it's wonwoo standing behind the camera, pulling a funny face that makes you laugh.

he shows you the photos once he's done taking them, and you're not looking at the camera in a single one. he always makes you look better than you do, somehow. you return the favour, taking pictures of him posing in the same spot.

"these are good," wonwoo remarks, scrolling through the photos. "i'm glad you got the moon, too."

you nod before you say something embarrassing like you're the moon, though. you watch as wonwoo takes some more pictures of the sky, and the life around the riverside. the restaurants and shops light up the view for you but you can't help but just look at wonwoo. he looks so serene and in his environment that you can't help but wonder if having wonwoo as your boyfriend would entail dates like this on a regular basis.

"you're staring," is all he says, after two full minutes of silence.

you hum and slowly turn your gaze away from him, focusing on the trees in the distance, trying to play it off casually. rookie error.

"is everything okay?" he asks, pocketing his phone and moving a bit closer to you. "want to go home?"

you shake your head. "you?"

"no, i'm fine."

and then his hand is covering yours.

you try your best not to freak out, but under his hand, your hand is gripping the railing so tightly that you're sure your knuckles are white.

"sorry i missed your birthday," wonwoo says, leaning in close enough that he's towering over you. it's the perfect height to k—

"it's not your fault," you say, licking your lips. "you had work. and you even called me when you were free."

"still. it doesn't make up for me not being here."

"i don't mind," you say honestly, your other hand gripping the railing for strength you don't currently possess. "you're here now."

wonwoo hums, seemingly dissatisfied. your hand's genuinely burning under his, and you resist the urge to check if it's on fire.

"well, for what it's worth," wonwoo says, turning to face you, "i hope you had a good day, and i hope i'm there for your birthday next year. like a good friend."

"you are a good friend, won," you say quietly. "the best."

you wonder if you should just give in and tell him how you feel. given you know how mature he is, you doubt he's going to shun you the way you're afraid he will, but part of you doesn't want your dynamic to change. he's so easy to talk to, and he knows so much about you, and you're afraid of having to find it all over again in another person. maybe it's for the best to let this moment pass.

"you are too, sweetheart." his thumb brushes against the back of your hand, and something in you snaps.

"would you still consider me the best if i told you i liked you?"

wonwoo blinks. in the wake of his silence you can once again hear the vehicles on the road behind you, the sounds of people around you, and maybe even your heart if you shut your eyes.

"you know," he says after a while, his grip on your hand still in place, "i've been trying to give you a chance to say that for the past few months."

your brain plays a comically loud record scratch sound. you look up at him, but he's smiling.

"what."

"i...was hoping there would be a small chance you liked me, and then jeonghan let it out one night when we were out drinking. but i couldn't make the first move because i was scared."

"you were scared? of?"

wonwoo takes his hand back and rubs his neck sheepishly. "i didn't know if he was telling me the truth or making things up. you know jeonghan."

"...yeah," you say, brain still trying to get back on track. "so right now i have one more person on my hitlist."

"whoa, what? i just...implied i liked you!"

"and i just said— wait. what?"

wonwoo laughs. "do you want to be on the same page as me?"

you nod slowly, still processing things. still not believing your luck.

"here's what we'll do, then," wonwoo says, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "i'm going to drive you home tonight. then we can take jeonghan off your hitlist and send him some more alcohol, just as a thanks."

you wouldn't even have imagined this a few hours ago. you trail your fingers along the railing, reaching out to hold wonwoo's hand again. he meets your fingers with ease. "and what do i get in return?"

"you get to call me your boyfriend. and kiss me, if you like." wonwoo's leaning over you again. it's the perfect height to kiss you.

and he does end up kissing you, this time.

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❈ 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐰/ 𝐈𝐧𝐨 & 𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

where you and Ino are stuck due a snow storm and have to stay warm...

a/n: merry Christmas, my dear @mirkaaaluv (´⌣`ʃƪ)♡ i'm sooo excited i get to be your secret santa! you definitely passed the Ino fever onto me, how is he just so [incoherent screeching]? hope you'll enjoy this fic, i had so much fun writing this for you.

contains: ns.fw under the cut, afab!reader (no pronouns used, ‘cunt’ and ‘pussy’ used to describe genitalia), dirty talk, spanking, breath play, overstimulation, praise kink, fingering (reader receiving), creampie, breeding kink (no mention of pregnancy or babies), rough but loving sex, pet names (babe, baby, sweet little thing, darling)

word count: 3.1k

“See? A small fire and this place feels super cozy already. Imagine a little winter vacation getaway, just you and me–” “–and the hundred curses hiding outside within the temple, waiting to be exorcized…” “Babe, please… I’m trying to be romantic here…”

You can’t help but giggle when Ino takes you in his arms and kisses the bridge of your nose, rubbing your back to warm you up. He had managed to light up the old stove with some firewood, old newspapers and a pack of matches that you found within the abandoned hut. Now the crackling sound of burning wood filled the room, paired with the relentless howling of the snow storm outside. It was a miracle that you found this place during your mission, caught by surprise from the sudden snow. Judging from the simple but clean interior, someone associated with the uninhabited temple you were supposed to cleanse of curses has lived here before. 

Now it is your safe haven in the midst of a storm. While the weather forecast didn’t look good, neither of you would have expected to get snowed in, but here you are. And still, you couldn’t even be mad about it–being stuck with Ino in the middle of nowhere wasn’t too bad, considering your occupation as sorcerers often didn’t leave you with much free time to spend together as a couple. Maybe the stars had aligned to grant you some time together, or how Ino said: A little winter vacation getaway. 

Your partner seems to be all fired up about the situation you found yourself in, his protective instincts kicking into gear. He scurries around the hut, opening drawers and cabinets and gathering everything that could be useful in a pile; from blankets to an old kettle, he even found some dried tea leaves and pickled veggies (that would go along perfectly with the bread rolls Nanami had gifted you and Ino prior to your mission, a small souvenir from his latest bakery discovery). He also drags the mattress from the other room over, putting it in front of the stove from where you watched him with a small smirk curving up your lips. Within a few minutes the room already looked much cozier than before. 

“We should probably get out of these wet clothes or else we’ll catch a cold,” you point out and Ino nods, a hint of mischief on his face before he peels out of his jacket and his black sweater, hanging both over a chair to dry. Both of you strip down to your underwear (not without a little peeking), then Ino is the first to sit down on the mattress, grabbing the biggest blanket and patting his thigh for you to sit on. You don’t hesitate at all, craving all the warmth you can get. When you crawl into his arms, you’re welcomed with lots and lots of kisses on your face down to the side of your neck, before you settle down comfortably with your back against Ino’s chest, letting him wrap the blanket around you both. He nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, taking deep inhales of the scent of his favorite person in the whole world. 

A comfortable silence falls between you two, and for a while you just sit there holding each other, watching the fire in the stove almost mesmerized, and listening to the sounds of the storm outside. Snow is already piling up on the windowsill while the sun is long gone, but you’re not afraid; you could never while being in these arms. 

“I love you so,” Ino eventually mumbles against your skin before kissing your shoulder and hugging you a bit closer to him. He cups your hands with his, noticing how they were still not fully warmed up yet. He rubs them a little and places a few kisses on your fingertips. “Should I go find another blanket for you? Or make some tea?”

You shake your head and rest your head against his shoulder, looking up at him with a small smile. “Nah, I’m fine. Let’s just stay like this for a little longer. I already feel much warmer.”

Ino looks like he is about to protest, but then he opts to kiss you instead. He is gentle at first, his lips softly brushing against yours, but he is quick to pick up your subtle cues and kisses you harder, one hand coming to your chin while his tongue finds yours. His arm wraps a little tighter around your middle, pulling you closer to him, till there’s not even an inch left between your bare bodies. You can tell from his breathing that Ino is feeling the same rising heat from within as you do. 

A quiet growl comes from his throat when you arch your back a little, grinding your ass against his boxers from where his cock was throbbing already, and it takes him every ounce of self-restraint to not just pull the fabric aside and sink you down on his length. Instead he makes sure you’re nestled tightly with your back against his chest, the hand on your chin wandering down slowly to your throat while his other reaches for your thighs, spreading them open till your legs are hooked over his knees. The blanket hides the damp patch in your panties that would otherwise be on full display, but by now Ino doesn’t need to see to know how aroused you are; your sweet little sounds and your squirming tell him everything he needs to know. 

“Wet already? My sweet little thing is so eager for me, hm?” he hums in your ear when running his knuckles between your clothed folds, the fabric sticking to them. You whine a little, hungry for more of his touch, and he squeezes his fingers around your throat a bit tighter, not too much but enough to remind you of the position you’re in. “Tell me what you want, baby…”

Not giving you any time to respond, Ino’s big hand cups your cunt, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest when he feels you buck your hips against him. He starts to massage your folds a little, a thumb brushing over your sensitive clit and making your legs tremble, a finger hooked under the crotch of your panties and pulling them up. He always loves to tease you like that, your reactions making him hungry to devour you. 

“Wanna cum on your cock,” you mumble in his ear, kissing every inch of him you can reach. His scent was so familiar, so warm, and a little intoxicating; you just couldn’t get enough of him, ever. “Wanna feel you all the way inside my tummy…” 

“Oh, yeah? Gonna be so good for me, baby? Gonna let me stuff that pretty little cunt of yours?”, Ino asks, his voice low and husky. He’s planning on fucking you against every flat surface in this hut anyway, but he loves it when you use your words to say what you want. He can never get enough of the yearning and the desire in your voice, a melody for his ears only. Patience was never his strong suit though, not when you’re both so riled up, so it’s no surprise when he slides your panties down to your ankles and dips one finger into your wetness. 

Your head falls back against his shoulder when Ino adds a second finger, then a third when he feels how your walls flutter around him. His breath is hot and heavy on your skin while he makes you fall apart in his arms, whispering needy words close to your ear. His hand around your throat squeezes tighter every time you clench down on his slender fingers, rubbing that sweet spot that pushes you over the edge so easily. You start feeling a little lightheaded, your whole body tingling. 

“Cum for me, baby… need you all nice and loose so you can take me, okay?”, Ino mutters, pressing his fingers deeper into your heat. You’re dripping by now, your juices running down his wrist while you swallow him so greedily, close, so close–

Ino lets go of your throat once you gush around him, muffling your mewls and whimpers with a deep kiss that takes your breath away. He keeps teasing your clit throughout your orgasm, the overstimulation making you squirm, but you’re still nestled so tightly against him, there’s no escape. Ino can never get enough of the way you look when you’re wrecked with pleasure, but he’s no bully so he lets you breathe for a moment and slides his fingers out to bring them to his lips. 

“I love how you taste,” he moans quietly against your ear, relishing the sticky mess you’ve made. Ino kisses you again and lets you savor your own juices. “So sweet. So delicious. Tastes like heaven to me.” 

He nibbles on your ear and holds you tight in his arms until your heart rate slows down a bit. The whole time his aching cock is pressed against the small of your back, throbbing and desperate to be touched.

When you finally feel the strength in your limbs returning, you sit up slightly, the blanket falling down your shoulders and revealing your bare form. Ino’s eyes never leave your silhouette, he’s taking you in and admiring the shape of you with the eyes of a love drunk man. 

“Fuck me.” 

Your voice is barely a whisper, a little husky even. Dripping with desire. Ino pulls down his boxers and his cock springs free, resting heavy against his stomach. The pink tip is oozing with precum, he can barely hold back anymore. He starts stroking himself slowly while you get on all fours, facing the stove and presenting him your backside. You lower your upper body to the ground, your ass up in the air, spreading your folds with two fingers wide open for him. Ino lets out a shaky breath at the sight of yours, but he doesn’t dare to touch you yet.

“Please… need your cock. Need you inside. Fuck me, Ino, darling, please, fuck me…”

Your sweet please make your lover’s resistance crumble. Ino gets behind you, one hand on your ass to spread it apart even wider for a better view. The light of the fire dips him into warm shades of gold, and his hungry gaze lingers on you. You let out a needy mewl when he rubs just the tip against your cunt, almost making you jolt from being so sensitive still. You whine out his name and arch your back more to push yourself onto him, but he keeps you in place, his fingers digging deeply into your flesh. Ino breathes heavily, and then his hand comes down for a sharp smack, quickly soothed by more kneading. 

“You’re dripping,” he mutters and teases your clit with the tip of his cock, charming out sweet moans from your throat with every move. “Tell me again what you want, baby, c’mon…”

“Need your cock, please, please, just fuck me already–”, you whimper, and cry out loud when another smack lands on your ass, the other side this time. The sharp pain burns so good, and this time Ino comes down to kiss the spot where a faint red mark blooms. Oh, how badly Ino wants to bury his face in your cunt, and lick and spit and suck till you choke on his name on your tongue, but for now he has other plans.

With one swift movement he grabs you by the hips and spins you around, letting out a small growl now that you’re under him. Ino leans down, one hand grabbing your wrists and pinning them down above your head, while his lips find yours again, kissing you feverishly. His cock rests heavy and twitching on your stomach now, as if to demonstrate you how deep he’s gonna nestle inside of you.

“Wanna see your pretty face when you cream around my cock, baby,” Ino sighs and looks at you like you’re magic; pure adoration and desire. It sends warm shivers throughout your whole body and makes your pussy throb, feeling empty ever since his fingers slid out. He lets go of your wrists to grab your legs and put them over his shoulders, making sure you’re comfortable while being spread wide open for him. Ino kisses the insides of your thighs, a few light bites in between, and groans when your hands come to his cock, giving it a few strokes before raising your hips slightly for him to slide in. By now your mind is blank, desiring nothing but to be stuffed to the brim.

The air is knocked out of lungs when Ino finally pushes his cock inside in one swift movement. You’re so wet and your walls swallow him greedily, fluttering around him as you let out a sigh of relief, the biggest smile curling upon your lips when he starts rutting like an animal, setting a merciless pace from the very beginning. While he first held your legs in place, Ino now puts his hands down on the mattress next to your head, basically folding you in half while he keeps on pounding into you. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight, baby, feels so good, so pretty for me…” Ino growls and brushes a strand of hair out of your face to get a better look at your blissfully fucked out expression, your eyes rolling in the back of your head with every thrust of his. Your sweet moans and whimpers are louder than the snow storm outside and awake something feral within him; all he can think about is how badly he wants to breed you, how he wants to stuff you so full of his cum till it’s dripping out of your throbbing core, how he needs to fill you up till you remember his shape forever.

“Close… ‘m so close…”, you mewl, that familiar knot in your core once again dancing on the edge of snapping. You’re melting underneath him, your vision getting a little blurry when you rest one hand on your tummy and feel his cock stretching you out so deliciously. The words falling out of your mouth are drowned out in needy moans and whimpers. “Gonna cum… wanna cum with you, Ino… love you, gonna cum, gonna…” 

Ino lets out an airy laugh, not mocking but so full of love, overwhelmed by his own emotions. He leans down to kiss you again, and to push his cock a little bit deeper inside of you as well until he’s fully bottomed out in your aching cunt. 

“I love you. Love you so much, baby,” he babbles, his hips stuttering by now while he also chases his high, his thrusts getting harsh and sloppy. “Sweet thing… taking me so well… gonna let me fill you up, yeah? Want my cum? I love you. I love you. Fuck, you’re squeezing me, baby, feels good, feels so good… I love your pussy so much… love you. Mine, all mine… ‘m gonna…” 

Your legs slide down from his shoulders and wrap around his waist, pulling him even closer to you, as if he wasn’t already bottomed out in your core, seconds away from falling apart. He moans into your open mouth and after one more brutish thrust you feel waves of pleasure rush throughout your limbs, a numbing and tingling sensation exploding within you. You cum so hard, it makes Ino take a sharp breath and whimper as your cunt milks him, and he buries his face in the crook of your neck when he cums shortly after you, spilling his hot load inside. 

While your orgasm seems to last forever, neither Ino nor you make an attempt to move or pull apart, content in your tiny universe. The only sounds are your heavy breathing, your hammering heartbeat and the crackling of the fire wood. Ino still keeps on mumbling words of praise and adoration against your skin, until you muffle them with a kiss on his lips which he returns with equal passion. 

You trace the scar on his forehead gently with your fingers while gazing into his eyes. They were a bit glazy, with the reflection of the flames dancing in them. Ino leans more into your touch, kissing the palm of your hand and down to your wrist. He doesn’t pull out, not yet, feasting on the feeling of you pulsating around his cock; his load and your juices slowly dripping down from where you’re connected. 

“You’re not cold anymore, are you? I warmed you up really good?”, he asks with a grin and gently bites down on one of your fingers. His eyes sparkle with mischief. You let out a small chuckle. Sometimes he reminds you of a puppy, chewing on everything he could get a hold on, and so eager to get praised.

“Mmm, I’m not sure,” you think out loud and watch his eyebrows twitch in irritation. You laugh again and cup his chin with your hand, pressing another kiss on his lips. “I’ve heard it’s important to keep moving if you want to stay warm…” 

Ino huffs and rolls his hips in response, twitching inside of you, getting hard again. He is so easy to tease, it’s adorable. His hands come down to your hips, and suddenly in one swift motion you’re lying flat on your stomach again, with Ino bottoming out inside of you. Being manhandled like this, plus the new angle, make you moan out loud and tremble from pleasure and overstimulation, and Ino clicks his tongue at your poor attempt to crawl away.

“Oh, I can keep you warm, my sweet,” he whispers close to your ear, pinning you down against the mattress. He lets out a small hushed moan when you arch your back further for him. “Will you be good and return the favor? Gonna let me keep my cock in your pretty pussy? You’re clenching so hard around me, baby, it’s like you never wanna let me go…”

There’s truth in his words, and that night, you definitely don’t let go; and when the sun rises again and the snow starts melting, nothing but love lies on the tip of your tongue, getting swallowed greedily by the one who has your whole heart.

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #ino x reader #ino takuma x reader #ino takuma #ino takuma x you #ino x you #jjk x you #jjk reader insert #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines

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@pbmonstaa Happy Halloween! (My drawing tablet broke, so I had to improvise with finger painting😭) I hope you like it!

(I was very happy that you said you liked cute fall outfits it was a lot of fun looking for inspiration!)

There's two versions:

(It might be a bit hard to read, but in the second image the text behind Sun says "Happy Hallo Ween")

I didn't think this was enough, so i wrote you a little mischief/fluff of @castercassette 's cowboy au :3 (1,910 words)

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"Holler 'cause ya don't need us"

"SON OF A GUN!" You holler from the back of a horse. You were in quite the predicament, as this wasn't your horse.

You hoped 'Heaven to Betsy' that this would be the last time you'll be strapped to the back of someone else's horse and dragged around the county. Specifically these guys' horse. As it gallops out of town, you can't help but try to struggle out of the rope.

"Shhh Darlin' this is all in good fun!" The inflection and twang in his voice quickly alerting you of who your abductors were, as if you weren't already sure.

"C'mon Poppet! I thought ya'd wanna spend more time with your bounties!" The other one said smugly.

"Like I'd wanna hang out with some low life, outlaw, shit grinned-" you started rattling off insults, still writhering in your lasso prison.

"Language Sugarcube!" Sun warbled happily. You groaned. Who woulda thought that a feared criminal would draw the line at swearing? These two were truly something else.

Moon finally seemed to notice your fruitless attempts of getting free. Your hands bound behind your back, making this escape essentially impossible. "Don'tcha ever give up hun'?"

Sun then cuts in "We're gonna return ya back to yer post in one piece, don't you worry 'bout a thing."

They had rangled you in a surprise attack, while you were walking in the middle of town. Your own town. You don't believe for second that your return will be anymore respectable, even with the promise of returning unharmed.

"You blitherin' buffoons! Lemme' down! I got a town to take care of!" You argue. Even walking back from this distance on your own two feet would be less embarrassing than them taking you home.

"Aww Sheriff, we just wanted to celebrate Hallows' with ya!" Sun exclaims, lamenting dramatically. Moon takes the reigns as they swap places on the horse. Sun is now infront of you, using his new spot to adjust your hat. He grabs your cheeks with one hand, pulling you in closer. "We'd love to celebrate with our favourite Sheriff! Dont'cha want a bit of a vacation? It's a holiday after all!"

"I'm the only Sheriff! And I dont want nothin' to do with yer 'celebrations'." You don't want to be an accessory to their shenanigans. Especially on Halloween. A night known for tricks and deceit, even among the sweet treats.

"Oh but we had such big plans for it! It's quite rude to not accept an invitation." He hums, finnicking with the ends of the rope. Tying a nice bow, over the knot that kept you restraint.

"Hey- stop that!" You grunt, still trying to get free.

"No-can-do pardner." Moon claimed.

It takes another hour to get to their destination. A deserted farmland filled with corn and hay. Great. Hopefully they don't dump you here to find your way back, after you told them to let you go. You were too busy arguing to pay attention to where you were headed. Though you were grateful that you were no longer getting jostled around. It was quite a bumpy ride, and you were still slightly dizzy at the newfound stillness.

Then you unceremoniously 'get the boot', as sun literally kicks you off the horse. Laughing all the while. Sure it's wasn't a hard kick, only enough force to push you off. But you hit the ground with a thud, and can't help but let out a yelp at the sudden impact. This was going to be a long night, if they keep their antics up.

"Motherfucker" You grumble to yourself.

"Gettup Nightingale. We've got a lot of stuff planned." Moon shouts into the field, proving you were alone. No deputy to save you now.

Sun scoops you up in his arms, and plops you down on your feet. Dusting off your vest, and readjusting your hat again.

"Wouldya just stop already?" You mutter loudly, they turn to stare at you. Moon walks towards you, bending down. Only to pick you up by the spurs of your boots, and dangling you upsidedown. You can't fathom why they find this so enjoyable. Sun snags your hat before it hits the ground, placing it atop his own.

"You better give that back vermin!" You snarl jokingly, there is no bite behind your bark. You knew they were just having some fun. Maybe loosening up would do you some good, you've been very stressed lately.

They seem to pick up on this, deciding to place you down. Nicely this time, and ask "Honeydew, there ain't no 'vermin' in sight?" Moon says cockily.

"I think you might wanna check the barn though!" Sun adds on, with a mischievous grin. Pointing to a rundown barn over the corn stalks. It looked depressing to say the least. Majority of the wood missing from the sides, what was left was discoloured and weathered. It's a miracle this thing is even standing. Definetly infested with some kind of vermin.

"If yer scared of a little rodent, you coulda just told me." You jested, making fun of them for 'running to their lil' ol' sheriff for help'. But you continue to follow, as they lead you towards the dilapidated barn. They seem to have decided wading right through the corn was their best option.... were they planning on getting you lost in the field?

"Where are we goin'?" You query, suspicious of the boys.

They both giggle, before Moon scoffed. "The barn, where else? You ain't the sharpest tool in the shed anymore, aren't ya Sheriff?" Sun continues his laughing fit. Before strangely dashing off, their cackling growing louder.

"What in tarnation-HEY GET BACK HERE! YOU STILL HAVE MY HAT!" You howled, jumping into the thick mass of shucks before you.

Your arms were still bound, yet the rope has loosened significantly. You sprint through the corn chasing their maniacal laughter. This goes on for 15 minutes, until you are surrounded by complete silence. Panting you frantically look around, starting to go in circles. You knew you shouldn't have humoured them!

"Shit" You hiss between gasping breaths.

"Language" a voice behind you sings, you turn to see suns face through the crops. "Aww shucks, you found me. A-maze-ing detective skills Sheriff" He continues laughing at the horrible puns. "You've got me smiling from ear to-" You tense, readying to pounce for your hat.

"AH MOTHERFUC-" "BOO!"

Moon leaps out, causing you to jump. You swear these bastards were going to be the death of you.

"Well well, look who's scared now? Shaking in your boots Sheriff? I thought ya didn't fear 'vermin'?" He drawled. "You look like yer soul has left yer body, just a husk now huh?" Oh not him too! Sun giggles.

"Oh I'm sure stalk-ing wasn't the best idea, we've terrified the mighty protector of Fazed Bear." Sun taunts.

"Stop with the puns ya unruly outlaws!" You fail to swipe your hat back. "Did you get us all lost or was that yer plan all along?"

They look to eachother, neither opting to answer. Instead they pull back some of the corn stalks, and the barn comes into view. You chased them all the way to the other side. These smart sons of bitches.

"Well I'll be darned." You murmured, now that you can see it closer you notice the faint orange light illuminating the inside. You stumbled out of the field, walking into the barn, the boys slinking in behind you.

It's sure not organized. Hay bales and pumpkins strewn haphazardly. But the warmth it fills you with is unremarkable, it's so cozy. Blankets are piled around, with jackolanterns acting as the only light source. Barrels of cider, filling the air with a delicious apple and cinnamon scent. You move to sit on one of the quilts.

"Do ya like it Darlin'?" Sun asks hopefully, though you don't miss the touch of nervousness in his breath. Moon placing a hand on his shoulder, as he fidgets with your hat.

"It's amazing boys." You gasp. They really wanted to just have fun with you. Maybe you can take a break. Just for tonight.

"Glad ya do sugar." Moon exclaimed turning to grab a nearby pumpkin. You soon realize the design carved into it looks like your face. Sun finally puts your hat down, perching it on top of the jackolantern.

You sigh, the only chance of you getting it back now is once the gord starts to rot.

You are finally set free from the lasso, as Sun unties it. Moon hands you a flask of the liquid gold, you take a swig. Through the corner of your eye you notice Sun holding what appears to be a clothing hanger, behind him. Then a realization hits you, oh no. OH NO. You are not sticking around for this. Almost wanting to, as the cider distraction actually tastes delightful. You immediately try to make a bolt for it, but Moon catches you by your shirt collar. Tugging you back, causing you to gag.

"Hol'up their pardner. We just wanna play a lil' game." He remarked, snickering at what was to come.

Once they were done with you, you could barely recognize yourself. A frilly dress was put on top of your regular clothes. And it fit like a glove. You had fought tooth and nail while they were getting it on you, and you were too exhausted to make an effort to tear it off. Oh well.

The dress made you look like Dorothy from the wizard of Oz. If only you had the red shoes to match. Ironically, you really wished you could just tap your heels and say you 'wish to go home' right now.

And just as you thought all hope was lost, you were scooped you again by one of the boys. Still screeching at them to put you down, after the way the first 'rodeo' had turned south. You nearly fell asleep during the ride to Fazed Bear. Only awaking fully once you were dropped into a water trough in the center of town. You knew some sort of shenanigans was coming, you shouldn't have let yourself fall asleep. Fucking outlaws.

"SHIT-" you yowl, as the cold water cascades around you.

"Language Sheriff, ya wouldn't want the towns kids pickin' up on that wouldya?" Moon remarks, Sun returning back to his giggle fit.

You reach up to fix your hat, which didnt feel right. Then you notice your pumpkin has been place in the middle of town square for all to see, adorning not only your trusty hat but also your badge. Huh, what's on your head? Oh shit, they put you in a fucking bonnet. How mortifying.

"Don'tcha think yall have gotten a lil' too gutsy lately? Waltzing straight into town?" You say soppily.

"Says the one who's goin' apple bobbin' in a horse trough. Sorry to disappoint Darlin' but yer not gonna find any apples in there." Sun chuckled.

You surprisingly grin. It grows, spreading from ear to ear. And a loud full belly laugh escapes your mouth. Your chest shakes with the effort. Aww your boys did all this just for you. Sure it was a bit much, and you could of done without all the tricks. But this Hallows eve has truly been a treat. You had completely forgotten about your duties, in favour of 'hanging out' with your favourite outlaws. Maybe you really did need a break from being Sheriff after all.

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I hope you like it! Happy Halloween! (PS I love your art)

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[madame-wilsonn]

Midnights: Chapter 6

MASTERLIST — MIDNIGHTS MASTERLIST

Summary: The Shelbys decided it was finally time for Tommy to take a vacation, to “put his feet up” but maybe a vacation was the last thing he needed...

A/N: hello!! so here’s chapter 6, it’s only getting sadder and sadder, I'm sorry but Tommy isn’t a very happy character...Anyway I really hope you like this series so far. I’m very thankful for the feedback I received but not a lot of people seemed to have read it? I don’t know but yeah, I was just wondering if you enjoyed the story or not. I’ll stop rambling now and let you read the new chapter! <3

Warnings: mentions of death, alcohol, depression; just very angsty and sad stuff in general

Word count: 1,412 words

Rich men spent their free time golfing and fishing. They said it was relaxing, got their minds off of work. But all Tommy could think about was the war and the mud and he never felt as anguished as he did on that golf course. The same dread, the same nausea, always lurking behind him when he was there. While men played, he sat, staring blankly at his hands, the sound of bombs and scared horses echoing in the back of his head.

He lost track of the times he jumped to the ground, hand over his head, protecting himself from imaginary bombs. The slightest noise frightened him, like a little boy who was scared of thunder. It’s just the music hall band turning up.  

“War’s over. No one wants to kill us. To peace”, that’s what Arthur said. But Tommy didn’t believe him then. He couldn’t believe him now. He didn’t feel any peace. The storm inside him was raging, stronger and fiercer than ever. Like the mention of a vacation had only made it angrier.

It kept him awake at night, torturing him with memories and images of Grace, of John, of France. He couldn’t sleep. The opium didn’t work as well as it used to. Instead, he drank. Every time the voices came to bother him, he served himself one drink, then another and another until the burn in his throat scalded the demons in his head. The gin was too sweet, May was right. It didn’t keep him from drinking.

There was no limit between the day and the night, only an endless cycle of agony. He was back on the front but this time, there would be no armistice, no peace to dig him out of the mud.

Tommy was afraid he’d start hearing the shovels again. Even in the majestic fortress that was Arrow House, even with all the richness in the world, they could still come and get him. So he stayed awake. He stayed awake and he drank whole bottles, hoping salvation would be at the bottom. Distilled for the eradication of seemingly incurable sadness, that’s what the bottle said. What his dad always told him.

But the gin didn’t work because Tommy wasn’t sad. He was worn out, he was exhausted, his head and his back and every fucking muscle in his body hurt. But he wasn’t sad.

He poured himself another clear glass. It looked like water. The only water that could make the bombs and the pain and all the mud go away. Tommy drank until he couldn’t see straight and managed to drag himself up the stairs. The maids stayed out of his way, they were all in bed. Everyone in the house knew not to lurk around too long, to not jump at the sudden noises that echoed through the halls, to not pay attention.

He stumbled in the master bedroom, swearing as he tried to take off his vest. There was no light, only the moon filtering through the long curtains. Grace chose them. Just like she chose the paint on the walls and everything else in that house. Even the fucking knobs on the door reminded him of her.

The other day, Polly told him he was having a girl. Lizzie wanted to see him. She kept calling, sending letters. But he didn’t want to get near her. That baby had to stay as far from him as possible, for her own good. Charlie was already suffering enough, he didn’t have a choice. Tommy was all he had. That baby could stay with her mum. She would be okay as long as he wasn’t there.

He remembered the curse Esme laid on him, back in the morgue. Only women could lay curses, whoever encountered their wrath was doomed. Tommy wouldn’t risk it with his unborn child. That baby…that baby had to stay away. Lizzie would raise her, he would send money and make sure they had what they needed. No good could come out of him. Everywhere he went, death seemed to follow. Lizzie already had a hard life. He would only wreck whatever good she managed to have.

Tommy fell on the green ottoman, bottle still in his hand. He was so cold. Cold from inside, like his bones were made out of ice. He took a sip of gin but the burn wasn’t there anymore. God, he was tired. His eyes felt heavy, he should close them for a moment. Have a rest. No, no, he couldn’t sleep.

Tommy sat up, gasping. He couldn’t fall asleep, he didn’t want to hear the shovels. No, he needed a cigarette. He rummaged through his pockets but the fucking lighter wasn’t there. Tommy got up abruptly, it was there somewhere, he knew it. Yes, the vest, in his vest it was.

He sat on the edge of the bed, inhaling the sweet tobacco. Another sip of gin. His head was throbbing, he stared at his hands like he’d never seen them before. He was miserable. What would Grace even say?

She died to protect him. She saved his fucking pathetic life for him to be a drunkard. She sacrificed herself and for what? But Tommy didn’t have an answer. She died for nothing. She died for ambition and futility. Just like John. They died because of him. Because of nothing. How could he still be walking and breathing when they weren’t?

Just take me, now. Take me and bring them back.

“You can do that, eh?” he exclaimed, staring at the moon. But the moon observed him quietly, her disdain spreading in the room. Tommy walked up closer to the window, the precious gin always close to him.

“You can take me and bring them back. They’re worth it and ‘m not. ‘m not, you hear me?”

The moon kept silent, Tommy opted for the gin. The gin had the answer. The gin knew what he didn’t.

He clutched the bottle, turning around to show the moon. Show her that he had his gin and he didn’t need her. But Tommy lost his balance, drunk and dizzy. A loud clatter resonated through the room as he desperately tried to steady himself.

The bottle broke, gin spilling all over the floor, all over him. He saw the blood on his forearms, noticing the shards of glass and among them, quartz and gold. Fuck.

Tommy scurried to pick up the lipstick holder. No, no, please don’t be broken. He tried to open it but the music came out broken and sad. The little ballerina was dying, she couldn’t twirl anymore. Tommy killed her.

“Fuck!” he screamed, hitting the varnished floor. Glass pierced his skin but he didn’t care. It was Grace’s favorite. She adored that lipstick holder. She adored the light melody. And Tommy broke it.

He wanted to scream, to destroy the rest of the bedroom because nothing else mattered. Nothing meant anything to him. But he heard the door open.

Charlie’s curious head slipped inside, observing the scene. Tommy instinctively hid his bloody arms from his son, and called out his name.

He felt like his father— drunk and yelling, scaring him and his siblings in the middle of the night. He had sworn he would never become like him, that he would be better. And there he was, drunk and yelling, Charlie witnessing the miserable state he put himself in.

Like father, like son.

A maid quickly rushed to tear the boy away from the troubling sight, closing the door behind her. Tommy tried to get up from the floor, go to his son and apologize. Tell him he was sorry for being such a mess, for not being what he needs. But he was too drunk, too weak. He managed to grab the edge of the vanity behind him, his arms burning.

Tommy realized how pathetic he had become. Long gone, the ambitious man who wanted to reach the top. All that was left were broken pieces, unmended, scattered all around, threatening to cut anyone who got too close.

Tommy hugged his arms, the pain suddenly too much to bear. His tears mixed with the gin on his face and it took him every bit of strength left to not fall in the shards of glass. Everything ached. A wave of despair washed over him and the tide threatened to knock him down. There was no rest, there was no peace.

Not for him, at least.

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[monthofsick]

An unwanted Gift

Nov(emeto)ber 2022, Day 28: The token made a mess prompt

OCs: Isaiah, Luka

Not gonna lie, making a huge mess is one of my favorite tropes ever. Especially in a public setting! It's just straightforward gross goodness, even though poor Isaiah might disagree. I had lots of fun writing and it even fit the season.

TW: Vomit, illness

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Like every year, once fall had begun, the days until Christmas flew by in a timelapse. To avoid getting caught up in last-minute stress, Luka and Isaiah had decided to buy their presents early. They had planned a trip to a large shopping mall for maximum choice in a compact area. Conveniently, there was a direct bus stopping right in front of the mall. It was barely a 30 minutes trip.

Everything was fine when they met at the station close to their college. Isaiah was a bit tired, even more so than usual. Not a big obstacle to overcome if he could enjoy the rest of the holiday season without any hassle. The bus was surprisingly crowded for the time of day – other people probably had the exact same idea. Isaiah and Luka sat down at the two free middle seats in the back row for a bit of Christmas gift brainstorming.

About ten minutes later, Isaiah began to feel unwell. The burrito he had eaten for lunch weighed down his stomach like he had swallowed it whole. It triggered an instant anxiety that only added to the persistent queasiness. Isaiah had been carsick before and the driver wasn't necessarily gentle with his maneuvers. When Isaiah had covered the inside of Tiago's mother's car with his puke, it hadn't only been induced by his alcohol intake, but just as much by the winding mountain road. At least it was a much shorter ride today.

"So I found this awesome recipe for spiked mulled wine that we absolutely have to try, I'm getting winter bonfire Christmas S'mores party vibes, are you with me?" Luka's eyes were beaming, cheeks flushed. He was already in full blown festive mood and Isaiah would have loved to join in. He was a winter's child, way more comfortable in the cold than in summer heat. Snow was probably his favorite thing ever. If only it hadn't been for the brick in Isaiah's belly that demanded all of his attention.

"Oh… yeah… sounds great." It was a lame response, and Luka noticed. He gave Isaiah a slap on the back of his head.

"Don't tell me Mr. Freeze is turning into a Scrooge."

"Sure, I'm thinking tropical vacation this year." Isaiah rolled his eyes and instantly regretted it as a wave of vertigo washed over him. He should have probably looked out of the window, but there was a woman in the seat next to him. Staring rigidly in her direction would have been highly uncomfortable and borderline creepy. "It's just… I'm not sure about Tiago's present. He's still mad at me and I want to make things right without looking like a suck-up."

"I get it, man." Luka sighed and placed his hand on Isaiah's shoulder. "The guy needs to calm the fuck down, it's not like you barfed on purpose. Don't worry too much, he'll be fine once his mom allows him to borrow the car again."

"I hope so." Isaiah already regretted bringing back the vivid memory of being violently sick in a moving vehicle, even though it had successfully diverted Luka from his current issue. He was painfully aware of how full he was. The amount of food filling up his stomach, sloshing around in the gingerbread milkshake he had indulged in for dessert, added another dimension of threat to the unpleasant situation. If he couldn't hold it down, there was a lot that would come up. And this time, he wasn't in a car with his friends, but in a public bus full of strangers.

With a deep breath, Isaiah put a hand on his stomach. A subdued, but constant pain lingered in the back of his head. Had the driver turned up the heating system or was it just him breaking out in a sweat? The air was stuffy, almost viscous as it filled his lungs. Isaiah felt it gliding along his uvula. A sudden retch burst out of him and he tried to disguise it as a muted cough.

"You're not getting a cold, are you?" Of course, Luka had realized something was wrong – no surprise when he was sitting right next to Isaiah. The redhead looked up to check what station they approached. It was about ten minutes until they would arrive at their destination. Isaiah really didn't want to get off the bus and wait half an hour for the next one. It wouldn't make much of a difference anyways, he still had to sit through the rest of the ride either way.

"The air's just dry because of the heater", Isaiah tried to talk his way out once again. Actually, his mouth was anything but dry. There seemed to be a special offer on saliva today. With a straight face, Isaiah kept on swallowing and swallowing. His chest hitched with a burp, which earned him a disapproving glance from the woman at the window. "Sorry. Must be the beans."

"Would have been worse if it came out the other end." Luka grinned. There was no way he would miss the opportunity for a fart joke.

"I'm saving that for the way back", Isaiah declared with a strained smile. He felt sick to his stomach. The abdominal muscles under his hand clenched tightly, pushing up a sour liquid with the vague taste of cumin. Isaiah's eyes widened for a moment, then he pressed them shut and forced himself to swallow the vomit back down. Maybe getting out wasn't such a bad idea after all, but the next stop was nowhere in sight.

Lips pinched tightly, breathing in through the nose, Isaiah tried to stop his digestive system from shifting into reverse gear. It was hard to fight an automated process, especially when the entire muscles of his upper body worked together, contracting harshly to pump out his stomach. The rush of panic as the redhead understood that he was about to lose control poured an entire gasoline canister into the flames of his nausea. He would hurl in front of everyone in the bus and there was nothing he could do about it.

Or maybe there was. Unexpectedly, the vehicle came to a halt. Had they reached a station? No one got up and the doors didn't open, so it was probably just a red light. At least they didn't move anymore. Isaiah found new hope that the break would grant him enough recovery time to make it to the next stop without tossing his lunch. He didn't dare to part his lips, but he inhaled deeper and slower through his nostrils. It would be alright. He could do this.

Then the lights turned green and the bus accelerated with a sudden jerk.

The abrupt jolt hit Isaiah like a fist in the pit of his stomach. He couldn't even groan before a surge of thick liquid shot up his throat. His hands flew up to his lips just in time before his cheeks puffed out. Swallowing wasn't an option, the vomit had already flooded his mouth entirely.

"Isa?" Luka's voice, distorted by a static in Isaiah's ears. "Are you going to be sick?"

Isaiah couldn't answer. He desperately tried to hold it in, but more and more custardy fluid kept on coming up until finally, the seal burst. Creamy, light beige puke filled up the cup his hands formed in front of his mouth. It spilled over on top and splashed on Isaiah's lap. The woman sitting next to him screamed and recoiled in horror.

At this point, everything added to Isaiah's nausea. The movement of the bus. The warm throw-up covering his palms and seeping into his pants. The sour stench of rancid butter. Helplessly, Isaiah lurched forward and projectile vomited all over the floor. More people let out sounds of shock and disgust, some backed away to get out of the splash zone.

With eyes staring at him from every direction, Isaiah was shaken by a violent retch. Unable to control himself, the redhead noisily gargled up another fountain of puke. Grainy soup with lumps of beef, rice, black beans and whole kernels of corn cascaded from his mouth onto his legs, the ground and some of the adjacent seats. The spicy salad burned even more than on its way down, probably because of the gastric acid that accompanied it.

"There's some kid throwing up like crazy back here!", a man screamed through the entire bus, just in case anyone hadn't noticed yet.

"I know!", the driver yelled back. "Everyone's gonna get out at the next station, you can use your ticket at the replacement bus."

Part of the revulsion directed at Isaiah turned into annoyance. He trembled all over his body while his muscles wouldn't stop spasming rhythmically. A long, sickly belch bubbled up from his stomach, soon turning into a wretched gag.

"Mom, it stinks!", a little girl complained. "It makes me sick!"

"Pinch your nose, sweetheart", the mother tried to calm her, unable to hide her own nerves. "We can leave in a second."

"Drunk by lunchtime, that's why our country's in such a bad state", an elder man grumbled.

"Can you guys calm down for a second?" Luka put his arm around Isaiah's shoulders. "He's not drunk, he's sick, so leave him alone!"

"Yeah, some people should maybe stay away from public transport if they can't keep their food down", the woman next to Isaiah huffed snidely. She was pressed against the window to keep as much distance as possible in the confined space. The overwhelming feeling of shame wrung out Isaiah's stomach like a wet towel. A chunky mush was squeezed up his esophagus and plopped into the congealed puddle on his knees. Worst thing was, it didn't happen quietly – every bout of vomiting forced loud retches and sickening gurgles out of him.

Isaiah wasn't done spewing the vile mixture of minced burrito and milkshake as the bus finally came to a halt. Luka, who obviously had enough of the public humiliation, put both arms around Isaiah's upper body and dragged the puking redhead towards the door. With his mouth gaping wide open, Isaiah expelled a trail of vomit the entire way. He almost slipped in the barf he had projectiled over a remarkable area earlier. The sudden movement sparked another burst of nausea. Isaiah doubled over and hurled up a massive gush of bile and undigested food all over his shoes.

"Hang in there, Isa, we're almost in the clear", Luka encouraged Isaiah while he guided him out of the bus. To make things even worse, Isaiah's eyes were overflowing with tears. He felt horribly sick and embarrassed. He was covered in his own puke that stuck to his skin and drenched his clothes. And they were stranded in the outskirts of the city. There was no way a filthy, reeking mess like him could enter another bus – especially when he still hadn't finished throwing up.

Luka led his friend a few steps away from the station and the people that streamed out of the soiled vehicle. Supporting Isaiah with a hand on his chest, Luka bent him over even more.

"Don't worry about these assholes, just get it all out", he calmed Isaiah with a surprisingly gentle voice. Luka's hand firmly rubbed Isaiah's back as the redhead emptied himself on the lawn next to the sidewalk. "Yeah, that's it. You're gonna feel so much better once you puked it all up."

"Does he need a doctor?", the driver's voice reached Isaiah's ears through a rustling white noise. He stared at the off-white splatters below him, the bits of ground beef and corn and legumes. Gagging weakly, he added another mouthful of sick to the fetid mess. It wasn't much that came out of him, he had probably spewed most of his stomach contents inside of the bus.

"Thanks, I'll take care of him", Luka declined. He tried so hard to sound calm and collected that his suppressed anger was almost tangible. Isaiah choked up whatever was left inside of him, his tears dripping into the splashes of his upchucked meal. Even when he couldn't bring up anything more, he didn't dare to straighten himself again. The thought of facing the people who had witnessed one of the most mortifying moments of his life was too much for him. It was Luka who eventually grabbed him by the shoulders and raised him up. "Feeling any better?"

Isaiah shook his head, avoiding Luka's gaze. Luka pulled a crumpled package of paper tissues out of his bag and began to wipe Isaiah's lips and chin. Before he was done, he suddenly paused and put his hand on Isaiah's forehead.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to feel that warm." He brushed back Isaiah's hair, then moved on with the cleaning process. "I knew there was something wrong with you. Didn't you notice you were about to explode with puke?"

"I – I thought I was sweaty because I felt nauseous." Isaiah's own voice sounded strange to him, shaky and husky. "Thought is was carsickness or something."

"It might have still been a good idea to tell me, you know? We could have left before you blew chunks all over the place."

"I know." Desperately trying not to break into a sob, Isaiah wiped his eyes before the tears could spill over again. "It's just… I mean… we were so close and… and… I don't know, you guys already joke about my weak stomach all the time. Now I didn't just ruin Tiago's car, but an entire bus."

"Stop it", Luka scolded him. He threw the dirty tissue on top of an already dangerously full trash bin next to them, then put both hands on Isaiah's shoulders. "You're sick. You're probably running a fever. I can tell that this feels like the end of the world to you, but it's not. You'll never see any of those dickheads again and I promise I won't tell Tiago and Thien. And now stop crying, you fucking idiot, it makes me want to hug you and I can't because you're covered in barf."

Against his will, Isaiah had to laugh. It quickly turned into another stifled sob as he remembered that they were still stuck far away from their dormitory.

"I feel like crap. How the fuck are we supposed to get back home when I'm like… like this?"

"Don't worry, I'm gonna call a fellow student. The guy still owes me one." Luka took out two more handkerchiefs and tried to wipe the worst mess from Isaiah's hands and clothes. "Probably gonna tell him to bring something clean so you can get changed… and a trash bag to transport this hazardous material you're wearing."

"You're so dumb", Isaiah mumbled, but he did feel a little better. Still dizzy and shaky and nauseous, but not as desperate.

"That's rich, coming from you", Luka grinned and took a moment to ruffle Isaiah's hair, even though he had fixed it just minutes ago. "Enough with the sad face now. You probably don't know, but I'm a great nurse. I'll get you back on your feet in no time."

"Wait, you… you really wanna take care of me?" Isaiah felt his freckled cheeks turn even warmer. His friends had always looked out for each other when one of them was dead drunk, but he hadn't expected Luka to stay with him when he was actually sick. "I mean… what if you catch it?"

"Then it's your time to repay the favor." Being somewhat done with his cleaning attempts, Luka disposed of the tissues and got out his phone instead to call for their pickup service. "Don't worry, I'll make sure he brings a barf bag, just in case there's anything left after you threw up the entire Niagara falls. And once we got you tucked up in bed, we can distract you with a bit of online shopping. After this, you definitely need a stress-free holiday time."

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Archive of our own: Up all night to get Bucky

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#submission #tw vomit #tw emeto #tw illness #nov(emeto)ber 2022 #novemetober 2022 #2022 day28 #fandom: original characters #prompt: the token made a mess prompt #birdnamedenza #one of my favorite tropes tooooooo so glad someone else agrees <3 #anyway i am unsurprisingly obsessed with this fic :D #these two might be among my favorites of your ocs =v=

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DS9 4x16 Accession thoughts (I’m re-watching, so beware spoilers for future episodes!) [8 July ‘23]

I love how offended Julian is about how much tidying Miles hasn't done - I guess he offered to help and hadn't realised how much work he'd have to do XD

"You should have seen it before." Mood. That was always my sentence wherever mum came to pick me up from uni XD

Does Julian actually want to help? That was a sudden swing to "it's a shame to pack it all away" xD

Oh, I thought this was the plant killing episode where Keiko gets secretly possessed.

"Daddy, I have a little bother." So cute!

His gaze looking at Keiko is so gentle!

Sisko fiddling with baseball and hiding it :3

Aww, awkward Sisko

"I think I'd like it." Of course you would, Jadzia, you LOVE attention. (And being emissary would make Kira pay more attention to you..? :P)

Why does this man think he's the emissary, even before he knows he's in a future time?

The awe in Kira's voice

Nothing Sisko's quoted from the prophecies is not about him...

"All I have to worry about are the Klingons, the Dominion and the Maquis. I feel like I'm on vacation!" Oh, Sisko

"I remember when my nephew Nog..." Yes, we all know he's your nephew, Quark.

" I used to love reading to him. You know, See Brak acquire. Acquire, Brak, acquire." Hehehe.

"Oh, well I'll be sure and call you when she's ready to deliver. You can lend a hand." Julian's so earnest

"Unfortunately, I will be away from the station at that time. Far away. Visiting my parents. On Earth." Worf making several addtion's just to make sure they get the picture.

"How about a game of darts?" "Don;t you have to get home?" Huh, wasn't expecting Julian to give him up that easily.

"I don't see it as a contradiction." "I don't understand." "That's the thing about faith. If you don't have it, you can't understand it, and if you do, no explanation is necessary." This is really close to my heart as an ex-believer. I really like Kira's attitude to her faith. Idk

"Farmers have become politicians..." Ohhhh.... I'd remembered about Kira's struggle, but not what that would mean for Shakaar and their entire political system.

Kira's shaky breath and hesitation to clap.. Ohhh...

"If Bajor returns to the D'jarra system, I have no doubt that its petition to join the Federation will be rejected." "Kai Winn and I have already discussed it. We're willing to make that sacrifice in order to follow the will of the Prophets." Ugh, of course Winn's involved in this...

"You don't have to get up for me." "You're Ih'valla. I'm Te'nari." Yikes

"Maybe you never realised this, Captain, but we would've tried to do whatever you asked of us when you were Emissary, no matter how difficult it seemed. I'd better get to Ops." She's so subdued. Oh, Kira.

"An excess of neuropeptides. I can give you an inhibitor to make sure it never happens again. [Sisko nods, and Julian goes to get it.] Of course, if I do, you risk never finding out." This is like the reverse of Sisko's vision episode in Season 5

"So, any idea what they might have been trying to tell you?" I think Julian's really, genuinely curious here.

"Sure. That I have too many neuropeptides rolling around in my head." Heh, and that smile

"I suppose Julian has one too." Your wife knows you, O'Brien.

"Wanna try for twins?" "I don't think it works that way." XD

I know looking longingly at his costume shows his wish for his own free time... but it also reads a lot like longing for Julian ngl

"I'm sorry. The last thing I want to do is add to your problems, but this is something I have to do." Ohhh, she's blinking back tears as she says this, I hate this so much for her.

"I don't doubt I can find someone to fill your post.. But to replace you?" OH, HE'S CRYING TOO THESE GUYSSSS

Miles looking for Julian :3

"Chief! Excuse me!" As soon as Julian sees Miles he rushes over. It can't have been THAT LONG since you saw him??

"You and I were evenly matched" - wellll, no you weren't. That was a ruse on Julian's part. Sorry.

"Actually, I was hoping maybe-" his awkward hand gestures :3 sweetheart

I can't stop watching Julian's face in this scene. When Quark reminds him "no refunds", he looks hopefully for a second at Miles. And his expression is so sad thereafter, his laugh at Miles' joke so lacklustre. Guys, I just have feelings.

"You killed him because of his D'jarra?" "I had to." My goodness. Fricking hell. I did not remember this getting that awful!

"We have to go to the wormhole and ask the Prophets." Solid plan, actually

"I was the first!" Heh, I knew they wouldn't understand first. Not an argument you're gonna win with them

"Why did you send me into the future?" "For the Sisko." Love how the episode just says yes, this was all for Sisko's character development

"I promised I wouldn't say anything, but it's about Julian." "What about him?" "I ran into him the other day and he seemed depressed. He'd never admit it, but he really misses you." This part is MY FAV

"I'm a lucky man." The way she nods and winks <3 Keiko is a queen and I wish we saw more of her, not her-and-Miles

Julian's little smile when Keiko messages him :3

"I want you to have this. It's an original Kira Nerys. Could be verrrry valuable one day." "I hear she didn't make many." Their laughs <3

"We were wondering if there's any chance you could come and give her your blessing." Kira's glance over to him, not quite sure how he'll respond, but his genuine smile and "I'd be happy to" ❤❤

Aww, Sisko covering up his smile at the end there. I love it.

#DS9 4x16 #DS9 Accession #andi watches ds9 #WSB

[owlpartytime]

Days of Thranto Past Appreciation Post Day 7

Rather than writing new this Thrantovember, I am featuring the works of others that I love. Most of these are probably well known already, but it's always someone's first time seeing a fic! Rules were: 1. Story must be completed, and 2. Thranto must be the primary focus of the story. I'm featuring 3 a day (because I couldn't cut the list down) at random - I'd love to hear your thoughts on the selections (and please give the authors some love, too!)

Rendezvous by ZsforSs

Thrawn had never partaken in the Rendezvous Rooms previously, but now he found himself opening the portal on the ship's intranet.

It was remarkably straightforward, first a question confirming his identity- presumably so his official biometrics could be pulled from his medical file, and then a short questionnaire about what he was looking for.

Male, he decided. Preferably shorter than him....

He'd gone through all the questions before he knew it- the list of 'preferences' had been an interesting read, though he'd left almost all of them unchecked. 

He paused when it was time to input his availability.

Did he actually want to have anonymous sex with someone under his command?

As he mulled the idea over, Eli's footsteps came back in range of Thrawn's hearing. The man was humming some unfamiliar tune under his breath. Thrawn sat and listened as Eli retrieved something from his conservator and then walked away again.

He submitted the request.

Sweet and smutty in equal measure, this fic is a delight. Great worldbuilding details and just enough mild angst sprinkled in to round everything out.

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Falling by DistantStorm

Eli hopes that they've gotten away with this. They need a break in the case. Thrawn has made plenty of enemies over the years, but of course he doesn't understand that political enemies have different kinds of resources, different kinds of motives. Nothing but Thrawn’s truest, most honest reaction would stand to fool anyone.

And only that presumed grief — presumed, because honestly he can't tell if Thrawn considers them friends or co-workers — will entice Ghadi's remaining supporters (and their hired guns) to come out into the open. They'll bait him, they'll claim responsibility, Thrawn will do his duty and Eli will flank and if they play their cards right, it'll be one more thwarted internal coup Thrawn didn't see coming.

Eli goes undercover and has to complete his mission while avoiding Thrawn - easier said than done. This is tense and bittersweet and so, so good.

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Tropics and Temptations by plotholes_ahead

He’d been looking forward to this since they’d landed as he’d been unable to enjoy anything remotely close to a tropical vacation over the course of his time in the service. He intended to take full advantage of the opportunity now. He needed this; needed to cool off from the days scorching heat and the little looks Thrawn kept tossing his way. He was either still greatly concerned for his health, or all of a sudden fascinated with every little thing he did; he just kept watching him.

It wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t also insist on touching him. Eli couldn’t recall how many times Thrawn's fingertips had grazed his shoulder or the small of his back over the duration of their time here, for no apparent reason. He wasn’t sure what to make of it. Not that he really minded, but at some point, something had to give.

Long plotty missionfic with lots of little good social moments and flirting between Thrawn and Eli, culminating in some excellent smut via some questionable melons (and without them). This one has lived in my head rent free since the first time I read it, and doesn't seem to be moving out any time soon.

#days of thranto past #Thranto #Thrawn #eli vanto #sw fanfic #fic recommendation #ship tag #fic rec

[seidenbros]

Hello! I love your Geraskier fics, so can I request #26 from the 2021 Spotify Wrapped Fic Meme thing for them? I hope you're having a great day!

Hello, my love! YOU have no idea, how much I chuckled to myself when I looked up WHICH song you chose, and it's a German song which fits the two of them perfectly in my opinion. (Here's a rough translation) I put this in a modern setting, because it fit better with what I had in mind, so I hope you will enjoy this. i certainly had a lot fun writing it <3

(Taken from this list and here are some other prompts, but feel free to request anything <3)

Warnings: fluff Word Count: 1711

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“Geralt? Meet me at O'Neill's Pub at 8, okay?”

“What? Why?”

Not that Geralt is opposed to going out with his childhood friend – at least not in general – but this is a little sudden. It's already past seven, and usually, they plan these nights sooner.

“Just don't wanna sit around at home. I want to go out. So are you in?”

He should probably say no and keep his distance, but he can't let Jaskier down. He's never done that before, so Jask would know that something is going on.

“Alright. See you in a bit.”

Geralt heaves a sigh. This isn't a good idea, not after all the tingles and butterflies he felt the last time they were together. They grew up together, have known each other ever since Jaskier's family moved in next to Geralt's The new kid, the one that was shy at first but lit up as soon as he spent time with Geralt. Best friends, that's what they became and what they still are nowadays. Their parents went on vacation together with them, had game-nights, and they are still really good friends today – just like Jaskier and Geralt. Once they were old enough to not need a babysitter their parents went out together, while Geralt and Jaskier spent the evenings together in front of the TV, watching trash-horror-movies – needless to say that Jaskier was the one hiding behind a pillow, while Geralt chuckled to himself watching his best friend nearly shit his pants.

When they got older, they went to University together, helped the other through heartache, and Geralt even hit the asshole that cheated on Jaskier, because he deserved it. Whenever they needed the other, they were there – and that was still true today, after so many years. Nothing ever happened between them, not even a drunken kiss. They danced together, laughed together and felt normal, no racing hearts, no butterflies... But a few nights ago, everything changed at least for Geralt.

They were out, drinking and Jaskier had too much, so Geralt took him home to his own apartment, not wanting to leave his best friend alone for the night in case he had to throw up. Jaskier cuddled up to Geralt all the way home, and once they were inside, he immediately went for the bedroom, because he knew Geralt's home like the back of his hand. Geralt just wanted to put a blanket on him and sleep on the sofa, but Jaskier pulled him close.

“I need you here,” Jaskier mumbled, cuddling up to Geralt, wrapping his arms around his best friend. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, but Geralt... He stayed awake half the night watching Jaskier. His heart beat so fast that it was hard for him to calm down. Everywhere Jaskier's body touched him, he felt little tingles that settled in the pit of his stomach. Oh, Geralt knew that feeling. It was a wonderful feeling, but nothing that he wanted to have when he thought about his best friend. They'd touched a thousand times – nothing had happened. But that night... Everything changed for him, but he didn't want anything to change between them. That was why he should keep his distance to figure out what he was going to do with this, but... When Jaskier calls, Geralt is there for him.

“There you are!” Jaskier's face lights up the moment he sees Geralt. There are already two ales in front of him, and he pushes one towards his friend. “You've made yourself so scarce the last few days, I'm glad that we can finally spend another evening together.”

“Yeah, sorry,” Geralt apologises, sliding onto the barstool and reaching for the ale. “Work as always.” It isn't exactly a lie, because his work can get kind of stressful and take up a lot of time, but not this week. He needed to figure out what to do about his feeling the last couple of days, but by now, he still doesn't have a solution, because he doesn't want to destroy their friendship. For so many years, they've been friends, so why is he all of a sudden feeling like a teenager in love around Jaskier? Because he is in love... in love with his best friend, but he has no idea what Jaskier feels.

“Sounds like you need a new job,” Jaskier muses, but he knows that this will never happen, because Geralt loves what he does for a living, which is something you do not find that often. Jaskier himself is lucky enough that he can earn money with his music. It's not that he's standing on big stages, but he writes music for others, fills the pubs around town and sometimes even teaches music. He loves what he does as well, but it's not really stressful.

“We both know that's not going to happen.” Geralt smiles to himself before he raises tha ale to his lips, eyes still lingering on Jaskier. He can't deny the way Jaskier makes him feel. It's not a couple of butterflies anymore, it's a whole as butterfly-farm that are doing somersaults in his stomach, almost to the point where he wants to throw up. If only he could get that stupid smile out of his face, Geralt would feel a lot better, but he's not able to do so. Whenever he looks at Jaskier, he simply has to smile, because he's happy.

“Yeah, probably not.” Jaskier chuckled, his eyes twinkling. Jaskier proceeds to tell Geralt about his day, which is nothing unusual. Once Jaskier starts talking, it's difficult to shut him up. Usually, Geralt interrupts him at one point, tells him that they need to go dancing or whatever just so that Jaskier stops talking, but not this time. Jaskier talks and talks, until he gets frustrated, because Geralt doesn't interrupt or stop him. “Gods, what is going on with you? You've never ever let me talk this long without complaining. Why don't you shut me up like you usually do?”

There is a note of irritation in his voice. Geralt can't help himself when his eyes drop to Jaskier's lips. His mind has been all over the place during the conversation, his eyes looking everywhere – Jaskier seems to be oblivious to that.

“You want me to shut you up?” Geralt asks, his eyes slowly wandering from his best friend's lips up to meet his eyes.

Jaskier's lips part, but no sound comes out at first. His tongue darts out to wet his lips. Is he imagining things or are things getting hotter in here all of a sudden? There is only one way to find out.

“Yes?!” Though it sounds almost like a question, because he isn't entirely sure, whether he is interpreting Geralt's words correctly, but he wants this, wants to find out where this leads.

It's now or never, and though he won't be able to blame it on the alcohol – which would be a save option to play it down in the end – Geralt leans forward. For days, he's been dreaming about this moment, but now that it's really here, Geralt is a little nervous. His fingers tremble slightly when he cups Jaskier's cheek right before their lips connect. It's everything he thought it would be and so much more. The tingles are there again immediately, starting from his lips, moving like a buzzing sensation through his whole body, settling in his stomach again. When he feels Jaskier's fingers in his own hair, fingernails grazing his scalp until both hands settle in his neck, Geralt is completely lost. Is this some kind of dream or is this really happening. Geralt slides off his barstool to step between Jaskier's thighs, deepening the kiss. Jaskier's legs wrap around him immediately, trapping him in place.

They only part when they both need to draw oxygen into their lungs. Geralt's hands both drop to Jaskier's waist, his thumbs skimming over his sides.

“Fucking finally,” Jaskier says against his best friend's lips, their foreheads resting against each other. “I've been thinking about this since we last met.” It's a confession he didn't plan on making, but now the words are out and he'd happy about it, he even smiles.

“Me too,” Geralt admits, placing another chaste kiss on Jaskier's lips, before he pulls back a little bit so he can look in these brilliant blue eyes. “I just didn't think you'd feel the same way... I mean after all these years, and there was never...” He's searching for the right words, but as per usual, Jaskier finds them.

“That spark. But it's there now. A thousand touches, but the 1001st was the one that changed everything.” Jaskier smiles and lets his hands drop down to Geralt's chest, starts drawing lazy circles with his thumbs. “There have been so many nights where I felt like something was missing, and when I slept by your side, woke up next to you, I knew that you were the thing that's been missing.”

“Jask...” Geralt says with a smile. He's known Jaskier long enough to know just how poetic he can get, but having these words aimed at him directly, is something else entirely. Something that makes his heart beat even faster and harder for the man he's known most of his life.

“I'm not finished,” Jaskier says, his words earning him a chuckle from Geralt. He should have known. “I've told you about my problem so many times, and you've always been there for me, but now I know... I know that you're the key to everything. The key to solving these problem. You always have been.”

“Gods, Jaskier!” Geralt says shaking his head. He has to stop him before Jaskier manages to make Geralt cry with his words, because they touch his heart, his soul. It's everything he'd wanted, and now, he has his best friend and his lover all rolled into one in his arms. And to keep him from talking more and more, Geralt leans in again to kiss Jaskier. A good way to shut his best friend up. A very good way.

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➖ Mature content, 18+ ➖ check the trigger tags each time ➖      

Chapter 29 - Old Messages, pt. 7. Episode 3.

Congo: Silently closed and locked the door, turning around slowly, observing Andy sitting on the bed Thank you… this means everything to me. Everything.

Andy: Nodded softly I know…. and I know because it means the same to me he smiled lovingly come over here… Please… he padded the bed next to him

Congo: Smiled warmly, then a cheeky grin appeared on his face, and he sprinted to the bed, jumping into the bed with a loud happy laughter, wrapping his arms around Andy showering him with kisses all over his face, neck, chest and shoulders

Andy: He laughed loud and happily Oh god! It tickles! it tickles! He squirmed under Congo, laughing more and more, till happy tears started falling down his face

Congo: He stopped very sudden, planting a tender kiss on Andy's lips Thank you… for everything…

Andy: Smiled lovingly I love you.. don't thank me… I'm yours for free…

Congo: Smiled bright as few tears starts forming in his eyes You are the best thing I ever came across… Thank you for stumbling into my bar that night. He smiled warmly It was the best thing you ever did… except accepting my ring…and falling in love with me too… He sniffled his nose as a tear ran down his cheek I wish we had a tv right now, so we could lay and cuddle and watch movies together…. old black and white ones… making love whenever we felt like, eating fresh berries and fruits, drinking champagne and cuddling naked for hours… He sighed softly

Andy: Sighed even softer We can… just another time… I have to go on vacation with A within the next week or so, if the plans stick… but after that… before I go back to the looney bin… we could go away for a weekend? Just you and me…

Congo: Frowned softly Sweety… we can't get away with that. He looked a bit sad in his eyes It's alright, we can dream… dreams are still free sighed softly

Andy: He shook his head firmly No! Stop that! We will go when I say we will go! He chuckled softly Your dad knows about us, and there's no way I can contain this happiness within me, unless I get someone to share it with, when I can't share it with you. My mom isn't happy about A these days, truth to be told, she lost a lot of faith in him… her and my dad always loved you like a son…. and overall, even if they generally like A, and is very thankful to him, and somewhat pleased about me becoming immortal, so I can't commit suicide, I'm pretty sure they would rather see me happily embraced by you, living as a mortal, with no intention of killing myself. I will tell them, and they will keep the secret safe. I trust them 100% he smiled softly and when they know, I can pull off, you and me, and our parents, going on a small weekend trip together… we can go far away where no one knows us, and in general stay close to our hotel. Or maybe you can finally take me to that secret house of yours you never show anyone, and no one knows anything about?

Congo: Smiled softly Yes… I could do that… that might be about time. And there's room enough for all of us. I actually do have 3 guest rooms there… it would be perfect. We could walk through the woods, down to the beach, make love in the sea… He somewhat got stars in his eyes as he smiled Roast food over a fire… stay up looking at the stars… it would be perfect.

Andy: Nodded softly See, we have options, we just need to spot them.

Congo: Smiled softly Yes, I see, it just all seems a little impossible… since we have to sneak around like this… but as long as I just know you are mine, at least in this universe, it will be worth it all. I'll give everything for you just falling in love with me. I never imagined that would be possible… and now you are laying here, and has even said yes to my proposal… Andy… my life is as close to complete as it can be…

Andy: Smiled softly You don't need to give me anything. At least in this universe, I gave you my heart for free…

Congo: He rolled over on his back, and hid his face in his hands, as Andy could hear a vague sobbing sound start

Andy: He quickly turned to his side Congo? Are you okay? As he didn't answer, Andy gently crawled on top of him, grabbing Congo's wrists and tried to remove Congo's hands from his face Congo, please! Please look at me and tell me what is wrong?

Congo: He dried his eyes and looked at Andy with still teary eyes I just wish… you know… I don't wanna hurt Marius, I love him too… I just wish I could have you for myself, that I didn't need to share you, and you didn't need to share me. He sniffled his nose I'm sorry, I don't wanna ruin this perfect evening. Please just hug me a bit? Okay?

Andy: Nodded softly Of course I will hug you. He wrapped his arms tight around Congo, placing one hand on his back, softly digging his fingers into Congo's skin, and another one on the back of Congo's head, gently pressing him against his own collar bone, softly caressing Congo's hair I love you… and if there's any way out of all of this, down the line, I'll gladly sacrifice my immortality to be with you… but we need time to pull this through, if we do anything rash, it can have very fatal outcome… I'm not going to let anyone hurt you. I mean it! I would rather live for eternity without you then, just knowing you lived a long and rich life, even if it was without me. I'm not gonna let him take you away.

Congo: He nodded softly, sobbing silently I don't wanna lose you! Ever! I always feared how empty I would be without you. I hated when you were gone for several months on tour, cause I never knew if you were safe or laying half dead in a ditch somewhere. Please don't ever disappear again. I beg you! He wrapped his arms tight around Andy and squeezed him as if he was afraid Andy would disappear any second

Andy: He hushed Congo a few times, softly rocking his head as you would do with a small child I'm not ever gonna do those things again to you, I promise. And I'll make sure I either am to reach at my phone or my Facebook, if I once in a while should take off fast. Well, unless we go to the B family place, but then I'll make sure to send you a letter if I can't get to tell you before I leave, okay? I won't leave you behind guessing any longer, and I'm so sorry I ever did. I do understand if you can't trust me, or if the trust takes time to buil…

Congo: Interrupted Andy I trust you… He grabbed Andy's cheeks, pressing his lips hard against Andy's, slowly opening his mouth to slide his tongue into Andy's mouth, kissing him greedy and hungry, moaning softly as tears still slowly ran down his cheeks, letting a hand travel down Andy's body, locking itself around Andy's dick, softly caressing the warm skin, as he whispered I want you, inside me.

Andy: He stopped kissing Congo and lifted an eyebrow as he looked at him a bit questioning Now?

Congo: Sighed out some hot air as he whispered Yes… please…. I want to feel the pain… rough.. I want it to feel like my first time too…

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Andy: He felt himself getting instantly hard by Congo's words, grunting as he bit down hard on his own lip, lowering himself a bit to once again connect with Congo's lips, licking and biting them playfully, as he with a finger started teasing Congo's hole

Congo: Gasped as he felt Andy's finger, moaning his words out Please just do it… I need you inside me right now… just be gentle…

Andy: *Nodded softly and blushed again, all of a sudden feeling nervous all over. He licked his hand and rubbed the saliva on his dick, then gently pushed it against Congo's hole, slowly adding more and more pressure, until he slowly slipped inside.

Congo: He hissed softly as Andy entered him, feeling a burning sensation, and for a few seconds, he dug his fingers into Andy's butt cheeks, making Andy unable to move, as Congo took a few slow breaths, then he kissed Andy's lips softly and moans out a soft 'go on'

Andy: Smiled lovingly and slowly started moving inside Congo, in soft spinning 8's Tell me if I'm too rough, please, I don't wanna hurt you more than necessary… He leaned down, kissing Congo's neck and throat, showering it with butterfly kisses

Congo: Moaned softly and shivered from the feeling of Andy inside him, letting his hands rest on Andy's butt cheeks, once in a while giving them a soft squeeze This is good, I can handle it, don't worry he moaned softly oh that's good, keep going moaned softly

Andy: He kept his soft 8's but kissed further up Congo's neck, reaching his earlobe, nibbling and licking it, pulling it gently with his teeth

Congo: Moaned deeply as Andy nibbled his earlobe, once again digging his fingers into Andy's butt cheeks, breathing out hot air and spoke with a husky hoarse voice More… give me more…

Andy: Smiled cheekily and picked up speed, moaning deeply God I love being inside you… it feels so wonderful… you are so incredible warm and tight…. oh god! he moaned deeply, then returned to biting and licking Congo, this time moving down his neck again, stopping at his nipples, which he licked and bit gently, making Congo moan rapidly and arching his back, only making Andy even more turned on Damn Congo… you are beyond sexy… you don't even get how sexy you are!!… I just wanna live inside you!!! He moans deeply and arches his back a bit, getting a bit rougher in his movements

Congo: Moaned loudly as Andy arched his back Ohhh yeah!! Please don't stop!! He moaned in an almost whimpering way, and grabbed his own dick, stroking it firmly at the same rhythm as Andy I need to cum… please don't hold back moaned deeply

Andy: Bit his lips hard and raised himself above Congo, pounding himself in and out of Congo, making sure to get all the way in with each pound, feeling sweat run down his back, and watched few drops land on Congo's chest

Congo: Arched his head backwards and moaned in a loud whimpering sound, crying the words out, almost sounding like a wolf howling God yes, fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!!

Andy: He moaned loudly by Congo's words, putting maximum pressure behind his pounding

Congo: Screamed in a tear filled moan Burn me! Leave a burn mark on my chest! Burn me!!!

Andy: Shook his head I'm not allowed to use the power… please moaned hoarse

Congo: Looked at Andy with tears streaming down his cheeks I need you to mark me… please… I beg you… sobs and moans at the same time, letting his head fall back again on the pillow, as he pics up speed of jerking himself off

Andy: Looked at Congo's tears, Congo's dick, Congo's lips, Congo's hopeful eyes, his own dick pounding in and out of Congo, moaning loudly as he placed his thumb on Congo's right chest peck, and squeezed it against his skin, watching Congo bite his teeth together and groan loudly as his skin started sizzling. He whimpered loudly and Andy removed his thumb quickly, just in time to see Congo squirt his cum up on his chest, landing almost on the bright red burn mark

Congo: Started sobbing loudly, wrapping his arms tight around Andy I'm sorry, I'm sorry… I can't stop again…

Andy: He stopped moving and wrapped his arms tight around Congo Please just let it all out…

Congo: Sobbed on loudly for about 5 minutes, then slowly started kissing Andy passionately again I'm okay… if I didn't kill your mood, I would like us to continue…

Andy: Grunted softly My boner kinda left about 5 minutes ago… I'm sorry… but… if you give me a little time to pull myself together? chuckled softly as he got up on his knees

Congo: Dried his eyes with the back of his hand and got up as well, kissing Andy passionately, and then in a split second, he turned around, pressing his upper body against the wall, an arches his back a bit, letting a finger slide inside himself, moaning softly I miss you in here… please come back…

Andy: Moaned loudly by the sound and sight of Congo Oh god!!! He bit his lips hard and shook his head I never knew you would be this fucking naughty!! He grunted and moaned again as he felt himself getting hard, so he crawled fast towards Congo and grabbed his hips roughly, forcing himself back inside Congo with a loud roar

Congo: Let out another wolf-ish howl and pressed his palms against the wooden walls, digging his fingers into the old wood Yes! Fuck me hard! Make me sore! Moaned loudly

Andy: Regained his strength from before, and pounded Congo with all his power, biting into Congo's shoulder as he feels his dick buzz and tickle

Congo: Roared out loudly, pressing his ass tight against Andy, grinding it in circles as to suck Andy deeper inside I fucking love your perfect dick! moaned out loud make me cum!

Andy: Grabbed on to Congo's dick with both hands, milking it as if there were no tomorrow, licking running sweat of Congo's shoulders and back, sighing steaming air out on Congo's skin I fucking love your dick too! It was made for me! Tell me!

Congo: Gasped out the words It was made for you moaned long and loud

Andy: Sighed satisfied as he heard the words, arcing his back and thrust himself against Congo, feeling his own legs starting to shake Cum with me..

Congo: Nodded and moaned as he leaned his forehead against the wall, biting his lips hard as his body twitched I'm ready…

Andy: Moaned 3 small moans then roars loudly as he delivers one last big thrust, leaning his forehead against Congo's back as he cums hard inside Congo

Congo: As he feels Andy's final thrust, he lets out a long whimpering moan, watching his own cum drip down on the bed sheets, twitching in his whole body, making his legs feel weak as if they were to cave in any second

❌Short sex scene END - Readers must be 18+❌ ❌ (Congrats, you successfully skipped sex)❌

Andy: Breathed heavily against Congo's back, planting a few messy kisses on his wet skin

Congo: He sighed out a lot of air, digging his fingers further into the wooden wall, as a desperate attempt of staying on his knees, but they caved in, and he sunk down into the bed, leaving him chuckling warmly, half laying, half sitting

Andy: He chuckles hoarse Are you okay big guy? chuckled a bit uncertain

Congo: Chuckled hoarse and nodded softly I'm perfect… you were perfect… I can't remember when I last felt this satisfied he chuckled warmly

Andy: Chuckles shyly and blushed lightly thank you… you were perfect too… even if you forced me to put a permanent scar on you… he looked a bit concerned at Congo and tilted his head are you alright?

Congo: Nods softly and smiles relaxed yes, I'm good, I'm good… thirsty though…

Andy: Smiled caring I'll get us some water, just stay there. He crawled to the other side of the bed where the bag was, grabbing a bottle of water, handing it to Congo after opening it Here you go my love..

Congo: Smiled bright I like when you call me that. *He drank about half of the bottle, then handed it back to Andy who quickly finished the other half, dumping the empty bottle on the floor. *He grabbed Andy's waist and pulled him closer, at the same time sliding a bit further down in the bed, so he's able to lay down, spooning Andy, softly stroking his hair, and planting few feather kisses on the back of Andy's neck* You are perfect…. absolutely perfect… thank you for the scar… now I always have a bit of you with me… sorry I had to ask you of that, but I needed it…

Andy: Sighed softly It's alright, just don't ask me to do it again. If it gets figured out, I'll be in some serious trouble, and here I don't only mean A… I'll have to answer to a lot of people here, and taking my powers away would be the mild part of the punishment. I am under no circumstance allowed to use them against a mortal… not even if they ask for it. He grabbed Congo's free hand and placed it on his chest, caressing the back of it softly But how can I say no, to the guy who never asked me anything, not even for my love… always just waiting around patiently… He lifted Congo's hand towards his mouth and plants a soft kiss on it before returning it to his chest Would you mind if we just lay like this for a little while? I know dawn can't be far away, but I just can't get myself to leave yet…

Congo: Nodded softly and planted a gentle loving kiss on Andy's shoulder Of course sweetheart… I don't want you to leave anyway… let's just relax here and gain a bit of energy before we get dressed… I love laying so close to you, feeling your heartbeat, hearing your sweet voice…

Andy: Turned slightly Oh yeah… heartbeat! He smiled bright and planted a palm on Congo's chest, smiling happily as he closed his eyes There we have you… He moaned softly It's perfect… He opened his eyes again, softly kissing Congo's lips, then turned around again, pressing himself tighter against Congo, so in that way his back lies against Congo's chest, smiling as he now can feel Congo's heartbeat against his back I love your heartbeat, and your warmth… this is heaven.

Congo: Moaned softly I know… I'm right here with you… I'm right here with you my angel.

#unicornmanes #Andycorn #Andy Shaw-Thompson #Congo Shaw

[asterjennifer]

Oh, hello! I saw your update on your personal life and thought I'd drop by. I'm not the anon from before but I'm so glad to see that things are getting better for you whether on your personal life or study matters! I got worried for you back then when you say that life is not working on your favor so I'm relieved to see you're back!

And congratulations on passing your exams! I know how it feels like so complete such difficult year when you feel like you're barely holding on anymore. But hey, you did it anyways. And I'm proud of you!

And I hope you're going to enjoy yourself for the Spain vacation! Please take as many rest as you deserve and don't forget to take care of yourself ^^

I'm sorry for the sudden appearance. I did drop by your ask around May I guess (?) to compliment your writing and show my gratitude. But I was doing that as anon back then because I'm to shy to talk to anyone here. I guess now I'm just trying to slowly make friends here. I hope you know that there are people who cares whether you realize it or not

🎀 (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ I wish I could hug you, but for now a virtual one must be enough^^

Seeing this made me so warm and happy inside!! I'm a bundle of emotions and I'm more than grateful for the kindness to leave me such encouragement & comfort...

Thank you so, so much! I'm glad whenever I see that I'm not alone hehe. And even more glad when I see people who are willing to leave such sweet messages for me. You didn't have to!! But you did... And it's a beautiful one, too.. Thank you <3

I will take my sweet ass time from now, don't worry^^ I'll do things slowly and try to chill out more. I hope you can do it as well. Caring for me melts my heart, but truly? Hearing you guys do fine is much better for me ^∆^

You have a way with words, dear. You shouldn't be shy! Believe me, creater or not, we're all nervous wrecks who get shy, embarrassed and anxious at times! I'm just like you, some random person spending way too much time on the internet! (｡◕‿‿◕｡)

Merci de complimenter mes... stories^^ *I'm working on my french. Not working-* If you ever want to talk to me over DM's, feel free to!! I'd love to know all the people on here with their sweet hearts ❤️

Idk how much interest you all have since I'm a writer, but I'm going to finish my comic soon! I probably post it although it's really not that good. But my friend said I should so I will~ (Can'tspolierthedialogbutincaseyouwannasee-)

I'm getting better, I can tell! One day I'll be able to draw the way I want^^ But we all know, it takes lots of practice. (Just realized u can still make out the word "loved" oppsie~ 👀)

Again, thank you so much for being so kind and caring towards me... I feel appreciated by such comfort, I hope you know it means the world to me! Take good care of yourself too, please. Eat and drink well. Love u! 🎀

#unrelated #comfort #💕 #U so cute^^ #I don't deserve such amazing ppl #Thank you 💞

[fizzingwizard]

Was curious how many of the Sims 4 bugs on this list I've encountered… it's a lot

Part One because I guess this is too many bugs even for tumblr hahaha

Jumpy Animations/Sims teleport - since a long time ago but worse now Routing/Sit down issue on several interactions - love to watch my sims wander around like ants looking for somewhere to sit with a chair right in front of them. especially love when I tell me sim to go play a game at the card table in the same room, and instead they go outside, walk around the entire house, come back in and then sit at the table. guess they just felt like a walk first lol Music from other modes Plays During Live Mode - yup and usually overlapping. fix with restart but it often happens in CAS where you lose all your stuff if you quit… Lag for menu to show up when clicking on objects - especially the fridge/oven!!!! Sims keep moving after paused Sims do DU homework under laptops - not just DU tho I get this for anything that can be done at a table, including eating, and sometimes it's not even a portable laptop but a computer Sim won't accept queued commands/ Sims don't do actions - this was supposedly "console" but as a non-console player I know it happens to the rest of us too. also to most of us Lots with manipulated terrain look realistic/strange in world view - idk if this is a bug, i think probably that's just how it appears. but it is weird Fishing Identification for active Sim with no fishing skill - I think this one has been around since base game. Sims 4 really wants everyone to love fishing. I'll be like. mourning the death of Sim Grandpa. And all of a sudden 6-year-old Sim Grandson will "identify the Perch!" Multiple daily calls for sim to switch careers - CONSTANTLY. EVEN WITH PHONE ON SILENT MODE! Excessive use of Cross Stitch Basket - yep. I get it the worst with cross stitch, but I find it annoying that other hobbies which cost money like knitting and painting are autonomous as well. Either there should be a "practice" object which is the default and is free or this stuff shouldn't be autonomous. Food too tbh… I have tried playing rags to riches before, and one reason I gave up was just this - it was so hard to keep control of finances because sims have no concept of saving pennies lol Railings Clipping Through Walls - hate this so ugly Multi-story columns misaligned Foundation becomes see-through Sim Gets Fear of the Dark After Being Cured - all the fears and wants sucked. they're boring, curing then is boring, they have little impact except just ruining your sims day, and YEAH, they come back after being cured!! best to turn it off just like neighborhood stories Constantly dirty surroundings moodlet from Pressure Cooker and Kettle - I'm not 100% sure I've got this one, I will check the next time I play. However I've had multiple issues with these objects: sims constantly cooking with them when their queue is empty, and constant fires originating with them. Lately my sims was complaining her kitchen was dirty but I could not find anything dirty. She's a Neat sim, but even after having her clean everything, and then going into build mode and moving stuff to look for plates that might have gotten stuck under objects and are hard to see, the room still registered as dirty. I'm thinking it was the pressure cooker or kettle, or maybe even pizza oven which she also has Upgraded beds give two contradictory moodlets - yup spend hours upgrading your bed and the sims like "what a bad sleep!" Sims on home lot don't take care of needs when active sims away - yeah two sims in my house recently almost starved bc of this NPCs take food ordered by active Sim - yup! again ruining my rages to riches haha No evolve option (ready to evolve) - yes and yes I've checked that the plants are in season. Also having major issues with other gardening things especially on community lots Very High Household Bills While On Vacation Campfire causes too many fires - really frustrating for me bc I use the campfire a lot. I absolutely love camping gameplay but between constant fires and thunderstorms where you're 100% guaranteed to get electrocuted (9_9) it really sucks

#sims #sims 4

[ayekassh]

Dear dairy,

It's been 2 days since it has been stated that she doesn't want me in her life anymore

2 days of crying madeeyes swollen and it shows redness and black heads around it

My head hurts just like when a doctor smash a hammer on a dead man's skull

My heart burns Little

My appetite has also gotten worse

Her being not mine hurts, a lot!

But what hurts more is that she doesn't want me anymore!

It was going to be 3 years to us next month

But the new year had a surprise for me

Happy fucking new year

As I was texting her last words my eyes started raining already

My body stopped as if it was not getting any oxygen

My breathing stopped

I was not even able to speak

What had happened

It was not so sudden

I already saw it coming

But you can't tell a dying man that he's dying and tell him to be prepared for it

It will hurt whenever he's going to have his last time

The previous months were round the clock rough

She stopped giving proper response

As if I was begging for her to stay with me or talk to me

And she was just replying it felt surreal

Because

This was not the person I knew once and for all

This wasn't the person I hung around with

This wasn't the person I cried while watching movies with

This wasn't the person who made me feel comfortable

This wasn't the person that loved me or that I have loved

For all this time

I don't know where did it all went wrong

I don't know what mistakes I have done or what bad things I've done in my past life that I'm having this as a punishment

I weeped down with friends on their shoulders

Cried my heart out

Been to a place where we used to stargaze

Where I made her wear an ice ring and fit my fingers inside it as well

She was the person who told me before she was flying to another country a few months back that if you're going to leave me I will kill you

And see now

How tables have turned

She had done the same thing to me

Who should I kill?

Myself?

Like yeah I have had dreams and thoughts about ending my own life

But who does give a fuck about it

No one

I don't even have people to share this news with

Or have a conversation about this as adults

Who would listen to my stupid talks now ???

Everyone hates my laughter and I kind of am insecure about it when people make fun of my laughter

She was the person who found it cute ????

Was that all a lie

Who's gonna listen to me rant about work and things that are happening in my everyday life?

Her mom called me in the morning

I thought she might get to know about this incident and maybe is concerned and would like to talk about it

But no

She needed the OTP for the Apollo pharmacy purchase

Because her home's Pharma purchase has my number registered

Lmao

I called her aunty for the first time today

I would call her mummy whenever she called me before today

But I feel it's not the same anymore ?

I called her aunty today !

I had a word with my little sister about the incident

She told me she cried her heart out till 3 hours when she heard this news

And while having this very conversation today she was crying

Because she couldn't see me in pain

Ab is me us bichari ki kya bhool h k wo ro Rahi ?

Many questions no answer

Because

She doesn't even like to answer as well

Conversation became MCQs

I would question a long paragraph

And she would reply in a one word

Or sometimes won't even reply at all

How busy life could be in overseas

You don't get free time for your loved ones

even on a vacation where you go to work for 3 days and you have a whole ass 4 days faltuuuu no work at all ????

Oh wait I'm not in that category anymore !!!

[pop-punklouis]

Hi Hopeee 💗

Sorry I missed a couple days (oops) been really busy!! Oooh I wanna say I wish I were you (like doing things WAYYY in advance instead of at the last minute) but I can also see how stressful and annoying that tendency can be. Both the extremes suck 😩

Re: shows, I mean, I just think it's ways of trying to cram our brains with content so you have something to do, y'know? And as for stranger things, I see your point about they should've stuck to original lore but I also kinda like all the stuff they brought in, it was a little messy but it also felt huge and in some ways it seemed to tie up with the rest of the lore for me so I quite liked it. Even if it's a little bit of an extreme leap. I need them to make more black mirror and I'll deffo get back to you when I watch midnight mass AND 1899.

Re pasta: I like all kinds of pasta dishes. We make a lot of creamy garlic penne pasta with chicken. We also kinda just modify it a lot sometimes to fit our own cultural tastes and make it spicy. It's just good no matter what.

Masters in film and media sounds so cool! And it's totally okay and valid to not have any really future plans rn, I've been there tons and I still don't really know what I actually wanna do. You deserve a couple months rest! I'm sure you'll find the right fields in it's own time and I hope you find all the opportunities you desire! There's time, and you'll get there 💗 working in an antique sounds like THE life tbh. A small, simple life.

My weeks been okay! Busy with work and other events but also yes, definitely been Christmas shopping and stressing over gifts and them getting here in time rip I should've done this earlier 😩 we did however have our tree decorated since Dec 1st I think? Maybe earlier? Dunno. Hope you've been having a good couple days!

For today's question: if you could pick a color palette (or a bunch of colors) that you feel captures you/your vibe, what would they be? Feel free to include pictures of the colors if you want!

Sending you much love and the bestest vibes 💫

~🌱

no worries bb!!! it’s been such a busy time for me too so i’m just tryna find time relax in the middle of all the holiday season 🤧

re: shows. i think i just really fucking hate the vecna character as a villian he’s so lame and i wish they didn’t try and make it where he was the main dude of the upside down and created all of the monsters we’ve come to know throughout the seasons like mind flayer baby i’m SO sorry they did this to you :/ in my mind stranger things canonically ended after season 2 and these are just bonus seasons for fun fjfkfkfk but yes please can’t wait for you to watch those shows 👐🏼

re: pasta. oooo that sounds super good honestly. i love any kind of pasta that throws chicken in fr i just love chicken. i need to start cooking more. i baked a lot during the pandemic but got away from that too rip

re: degree. yeahhhhh i’ve done so much in my field and nothing has really jumped out at me but i’m a big believer in trusting your own timeline and just trying not to stress too much about the unknown (even though as a capricorn that’s so hard 💀) one day i aspire to be a mountain mama who owns an antique store. truly the only life i want at this point i’m tired of the rest rip but thank you for the words of encouragement it’s very kind of you 💕

godddd christmas shopping is gonna kill me i think lol my whole family just thought we had more time and all of a sudden it’s the week before christmas and we were scrambling to get gifts and paying for expedited shipping so they arrive on time 💀 i feel like the family on home alone the day they leave for vacation but instead. it’s just us trying to christmas shop. and i love that about the tree! do you guys have a fake or real one? this is the first year i’ve ever known us to have a fake one. the real ones were just super expensive this year which made me sad :/ christmas never feels the same if we don’t have the smell of a real tree in our living room 🤧

and oooo i think earthy colors are a big one for me. olive greens. burnt sienna. browns. taupe. but also i love pastels like lavender or powder pink or jade green etc. it’s definitely depending on mood i think lol how about you? ✨👁

and i hope you have a great day yourself babe!! x

#grey #holiday pal 1

[raibebe]

i feel you on the sudden free time thing. i finished my coursework mid-august, went on vacation, got sick, recovered, and am applying to jobs... AND (canadian, look away, americans) THANKSGIVING IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER?? i have to do things like find and organize all my personal files, re-organize and switch over my wardrobe foe fall/winter... 😭 i WANT to want to do it but i have to psych myself up for it

No literally 😭

I'm just doing lots of stuff with my parents this week so I get out of the house 😂

And then when I'm in my room I am just sat on my bed staring at the wall like 🧍‍♀️ I feel like I got trauma/PTSD from sitting at my desk so I haven't gotten into the mood for writing yet :]

Let's hope I can get past that and find time to write when I start my job in November because I hate how dead this blog is 🥲

#rai’s mail #rai’s anons