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[zeciex]

A Vow of Blood Masterlist

Warnings: This fic includes noncon, dubcon, manipulation, violence and inc3st. Tags will be added as the fic goes on. This is a dark!fic. 18+ only. Read at your own discretion. Please read the warnings before continuing.

Updates every Friday: A work in progress

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Chapter 1: A prophecy foretold Chapter 2: Fireflies and Funerals Chapter 3: A debt made Chapter 4: The Arrival Chapter 5: The girl who leaves, the Woman whom returns Chapter 6: The unholiness of burning Chapter 7: Gossip and Needlepoint Chapter 8: Schemes and Artisans Chapter 9: The Feast Chapter 10: Beware the Blood Red Roses Thorns

Chapter 11: Words of a Scandal Chapter 12: The Whore that Lies Chapter 13: On Your Knees Chapter 14: From the Shadows Chapter 15: White Poppies Chapter 16: The Tourney; The Joust Chapter 17: The Tourney; The Melee Chapter 18: Ruination Chapter 19: Tea & Charity

Chapter 20: Sympathies for Maegor the Cruel Chapter 21: Moon Flower Chapter 22: The Ugly Seat Chapter 23: A Woman's Shame Chapter 24: The Boy With the Stars Chapter 25: The Seafarer Chapter 26: Dragonstone Chapter 27: Betrothal Chapter 28: The Sting of Bitter Betrayal Chapter 29: Little Nightshade

Chapter 30: In That House On Top Of The Rock Chapter 31: The Stranger's Company Chapter 32: The Hunt Chapter 33: Brōzi, riña hen narys Chapter 34: There's no measure 'within reason' for women Chapter 35: Pulling the Strings Chapter 36: Boris Baratheon Chapter 37: The Image of a son Chapter 38: Wine and Company Chapter 39: Once in Ivory, to the sound of bells

Chapter 40: Trapped like a Fox Chapter 41: The illusion of choice Chapter 42: Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer Chapter 43: The Depravity of Desire Chapter 44: Think of the Stars Chapter 45: Blood in the Water Chapter 46: The Boundaries of a Winged Pig Chapter 47: The Vigil of the Old Gods Chapter 48: The Stag that Rages Chapter 49: The Stag hunts the Stag

Chapter 50: The Performance of Grief Chapter 51: Once in front of the fire, two become one Chapter 52: The Funeral of Boris Baratheon Chapter 53: The Hunger of Man Chapter 54: The Funeral Procession Chapter 55: Keeping Alliances Chapter 56: Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt Chapter 57: Wisps of Smoke Chapter 58: A Missive of Ravens Chapter 59: A Claim of Bastardry

Chapter 60: The Last Supper Chapter 61: The Taste of Silence Chapter 62: Waves Chapter 63: In the Eye of the Father Chapter 64: The End of a Noose Chapter 65: A Fool with a Fool's Honor Chapter 66: The Son of Duty Chapter 67: The Daughter of Insolence Chapter 68: The Tempest of a Woman Chapter 69: Birds in a Cage

Chapter 70: The Beast Beneath the Boards Chapter 71: The Tower of the Hand Chapter 72: Ill Tidings Chapter 73: A Woman's War Chapter 74: Salt and Smoke Chapter 75: A Golden Crown of Sorrow pt. 1 Chapter 76: A Golden Crown of Sorrow pt. 2 Chapter 77: Haunted By The Daylight Chapter 78: Vengeance Hungers -- Friday the 3rd

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[zhongrin]

.... the 𝟖 memories spent with 𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓁𝒾 on his birthdays.

𖧷 series tags ┈ #∞ / 𝟔 𝟎 𝟎 𝟎 ⁺

𖧷 general tags ┈ dragon!li, reincarnation!au, some things will align with canon & other things will diverge from canon, the topic of life and death will constantly pop up, various lengths of works

𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓊 ❬ masterlist ❭ 𐫱 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 ❬ taglist ❭

𖧷 a/n ┈ i didn't get to celebrate zhongli's birthday last year in light of all the irl events that happened in my life, but i got to plan in advance this year, so this little event was born! enjoy your content banquet these few days ahead~

ps. see if you can connect all the ‘golden threads’ (references) across the fics and other stuff hehe ;>

𖧷 bonus ┈ clarifications & explanations here!

19/12/2023 𖧷 the warrior god

ー𐫱 word count ┈ 850+ ー𐫱 tags ┈ gn!reader, young boyfailure morax (well, not exactly, but you see traces of it if you squint-), pining (both ways), fluff, slight gore, major character death ー𐫱 preview ┈ “i just…. wanted to wish you a happy birthday….”

21/12/2023 𖧷 ???

ー𐫱 word count ┈ 600+ ー𐫱 tags ┈ gn!reader, cuteness overload, fluff ー𐫱 preview ┈ one visit became two, which soon enough became five, ten, twenty… aaaand you lost count.

23/12/2023 𖧷 the god of commerce

ー𐫱 word count ┈ 1300+ ー𐫱 tags ┈ gn!reader, crack, fluff, a sprinkle of angst, this time you’re both a humanboss and a humanfailure (tf is a gn term for girlboss and girlfailure help) ー𐫱 preview ┈ “yessir. i mean god. i mean. um.”

25/12/2023 𖧷 deus auri

ー𐫱 word count ┈ 1100+ ー𐫱 tags ┈ gn!reader, teeth-rotting fluff ー𐫱 preview ┈ just who was this silhouette in the dark you could not seem to shine a light upon?

27/12/2023 𖧷 rex lapis

ー𐫱 word count ┈ 650+ ー𐫱 tags ┈ minors dni, gn!reader, check full content tags on the fic post ー𐫱 preview ┈ “are you done running?”

29/12/2023 𖧷 morax

ー𐫱 word count ┈ 1100+ ー𐫱 tags ┈ minors dni, gn!reader, afab!reader, check full content tags on the fic post ー𐫱 preview ┈ “to illustrate, would you be able to pass by a banquet full of your favored delicacies without salivating?”

31/12/2023 𖧷 zhongli

ー𐫱 word count ┈ 950+ ー𐫱 tags ┈ fem!reader (you get called nǎinai), afab!reader (implied past pregnancy), you’re both grandparents with grandchildren, super domestic, teeth-rotting fluff, ocs: liwen & liwei ー𐫱 preview ┈ “may i propose a mechanism so it can only be pushed by someone who wields geo elemental energy?“

01/01/2024 𖧷 ღ

ー✾ word count ┈ 500+ ー✾ tags ┈ selfship (zhongrin, small hint of zhongwrinth), 3rd person pov3rd person pov from zhongli's side, bittersweet (like almost all the other chapters are lol), slight soft yandere-ish, slight genshin's canon lore references ー✾ preview ┈ until teyvat's bedrock crumbled into dust.

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#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader #rin writes #∞ / 𝟔 𝟎 𝟎 𝟎 ⁺

[roosterforme]

A Love You Don't Find Everyday Part 13 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: You take Bradley's credit card with you to shop for honeymoon attire and decide to give him sneak previews along the way. Then, you make another video to ensure he's well entertained on his deployment.

Warnings: Smut, angst, fluff, and swearing

Length: 3500 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

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You were enjoying the most leisurely day, strolling around the mall completely solo. You'd sent Bradley off to play golf at seven o'clock with just a peck on the cheek, and then you'd gone back to bed until nine. Now you were sipping an iced coffee and eating a gigantic cinnamon bun, trying to psych yourself up to try on a bunch of lingerie. 

There were some really beautiful things in the window display, and you definitely wanted to run up a large credit card bill for Bradley. But the fluorescent lighting in the fitting rooms always made you cringe. While you told him last night that you'd send him some photos today, you weren't so sure now. The idea of teasing him with some pictures of honeymoon lingerie where all of your imperfections were highlighted had you grimacing. 

"Maybe it won't be so bad," you murmured to yourself as you tossed your trash and headed into the store. 

Thirty minutes later, you had been set up in a fitting room with a plethora of things to try on. You ran your fingers along satin, lace and silk in every color of the rainbow, but especially a little heavy on the red.

"Okay. Showtime." You stripped all of your clothes off and tried not to look in the mirror as you pulled on a stretchy, red lace mini dress. "Holy shit," you muttered, finally looking in the mirror. Everything looked pretty good, even in the bad lighting. Bradley would probably love this one. 

You snapped a few pictures and selected the best one, texting it to him before you could change your mind. You added the caption:

Let's play a game. Rate all of these on a scale of 1 to 10, and I'll buy some of your favorites. 

As soon as you were fastening a black bra, he wrote back.

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: holy shit, i almost walked into a sand trap while i was looking at that. 10/10!

You laughed and added the first item to the keeper pile. Then you snapped a few shots of the black bra that you actually loved and could pair with matching crotchless panties. When you sent a photo and asked what he thought about that, you cackled when he responded. 

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: 10/10! for the love of god, i need you to get that set. promise me right now. 

You promised him you'd get it and added it to the keeper pile. When you sent a photo of a white bridal set complete with garters and stockings, he sent back a selfie of himself in the golf cart with his jaw hanging open and his eyes wide. 

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: don't make me beg. i need to be able to take that off you. 11/10.

You were having so much fun with him, but you simply replied by reminding him to reapply sunblock. And then he wrote back begging for more pictures. You tried on one set in both purple and red and asked which one he liked better.

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: red. always red. but get the purple too. does it come in other colors? 12/10. you are killing me here. gotta play six more holes with my dick kinda hard.

You decided to take photos of everything else you were trying on, and send them sporadically throughout the rest of the afternoon while he and the guys were out drinking. You took the massive pile of things you and he both liked to the register, along with something special for tonight. 

"Wow, you found a lot today!" said the cashier and you just laughed. 

"It's mostly for my honeymoon."

"Congratulations! I guess you don't plan on leaving the hotel room with your spouse at all?" she asked with a grin.

You pressed your lips together before muttering, "That's the plan."

She snorted and told you about the boutique website where you could order personalized items as well. "Here, I'll give you a free shipping code. Your total is one thousand two hundred and twenty seven dollars."

You handed her Bradley's credit card with a satisfied smirk. If he wanted you to run up his credit card bill with this stuff, you'd add some personalized items when you got home and make it even worse. 

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Bradley felt overstimulated and twitchy. You were an absolute menace, sending him photo after photo all day long. You were wearing bras that showed everything. You were wearing sheer dresses that hugged your curves. You were wearing panties that showed off your tattoo. He saved each new image as they arrived, already thinking about using them to jerk off while he was deployed in a few weeks. 

"Why are you so distracted?" Jake asked as Bradley saved a photo of you wearing a red string bikini with the side tied above your tattoo. "Oh, Angel's sending you porn."

Bradley hid his phone screen and glared. "It's not porn," Bradley said, glancing at the photo again. The top was barely covering your nipples. He licked his lips and said, "It's just a bathing suit." 

"That looked like less than a bathing suit," Jake replied, switching out his five iron. 

"Stop looking at it!" Bradley grunted. 

"Stop looking at what?" Payback asked, adjusting his gloves. 

Jake nodded toward Bradley's phone. "His girl sent him dirty photos."

"Lucky," echoed Fanboy, Coyote and Payback in perfect unison.

"They are not dirty photos. She's out shopping," he said, not sure what he was trying to defend here. You were about to become his wife. You loved each other. Nothing was actually inappropriate. "You know what, yeah. She's sending me dirty photos." All the guys put their fists out for a fist bump, except for Bob who was blushing and rummaging around in his golf bag looking for his putter. 

"Come on, Bob," Payback called. "This is fist bump worthy!"

Bob just shook his head. "Don't you guys remember when she yelled at us for being crude? She literally lined us up in their living room and ripped us apart. I'm showing nothing but respect."

"Oh shit, I remember," Coyote said. "It's why we're all jealous of Rooster. She's protective."

Bradley just grinned and passed out some cans of beer for them to all drink during the end of their round of golf.

"Eighteenth hole," he announced, tucking his phone away. "Then bar hopping."

The guys all cheered and headed toward the tee.

And this was precisely why Bradley had always preferred to hang around with Nat. Because even when he was just hooking up with women, back before he met you, he never liked the banter and always tried to keep things like this private. 

Bradley played the last hole terribly as you sent him another photo of you wearing a few scraps of black fabric with garters while he was trying to putt. You were so pretty, bright eyes looking at the camera as if you were really looking at him. He wanted to skip out on the afternoon of drinking, but he knew the guys would never let him live it down. 

So he told you he would be home after they went to the steakhouse for dinner, and you told him not to rush. Apparently you had some online shopping to do.

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You were going way overboard now with Bradley's credit card, but you couldn't help yourself. This website had the most adorable satin underwear that you could personalize with anything you wanted. You were up to five pairs in your shopping cart and counting. Your favorite ones were going to be embroidered with Daddy's Baby Girl. You even decided to get a blue thong with Mrs. Bradshaw across the front to go under your wedding dress, even though you weren't sure about changing your name yet. 

You yawned and figured you should probably do something with your day besides shop for expensive underwear. So you took Tramp for a walk to the bay, emailed your wedding photographer, did some meal prepping, and made yourself a grilled cheese sandwich doused in hot sauce for dinner. Then you carefully hand washed some of your new lingerie and set aside the items you were going to wear tonight. 

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw <3 <3 <3: i'll be home soon, baby girl. jake's dropping me off

You quickly got changed into the pastel pink bustier and matching thong and pulled your jeans back on. With a grin, you decided the bustier could pass for a top and just left your outfit at that. Tramp started barking as Jake pulled into the driveway, and a moment later, Jake was following Bradley inside. 

"I told you to reapply sunblock!" you said immediately, taking in both sunburned men. "You guys look like lobsters."

Bradley wrapped his arms around you and started kissing your neck. "It's just a little pink," he insisted, running his fingers along your top and smiling. "You look pretty."

"And you look sweaty and smell like cheap beer."

"You love cheap beer," Bradley insisted, making you laugh.

"How much did you drink?"

He nodded his head and sighed. "Plenty. But I'm fine, Sweetheart."

Jake walked past and messed up your hair on his way to the kitchen. "I'm just getting some water and then I'm leaving," he insisted. "I can tell the Bradshaws need some time alone."

"Never stopped you from hanging around and being annoying before," Bradley told him as he looked down at your chest with interest. "Did you buy this today?" he asked softly. "You must have. I know your inventory by heart."

You nodded. "Do you like it?"

"Mmhmm."

"Feel like making another video?"

"Hell yes."

"Go get in the shower, Roo."

You watched him dash into your bedroom just as Jake walked back out of the kitchen with a water bottle. "I'm not gonna stay, Angel," Jake drawled, taking a sip of water. "Just wanted to say you looked real nice in that red bikini," he said, ducking out of the way of your hand aiming to smack him.

"How did you see it?" you asked, pushing him toward the front door while he howled with laughter. 

"He had his phone out all day, mooning over the smut you were sending him! It was right there on the screen!"

"Go away. Goodbye. Thanks for driving Bradley home. See you on Monday," you said, pecking him on the cheek before shoving him out the door. 

By the time you got to your bedroom, Bradley was walking out of the ensuite with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was sunburned and tipsy and so endearingly adorable, you started giggling. 

"My phone battery is almost dead, Baby Girl. Please tell me yours is good to go," he said, leaning against the doorframe, looking at you with one eyebrow raised. 

"Yep, My phone is good to go. Are you good to go, Roo? I can't tell if your cheeks are rosy from the sunburn or the drinks," you said, teasing his abs with your fingers. 

"I'm always good to go for you," he promised, and you knew it was the truth. 

You unwrapped the yellow towel from his waist and licked your lips at the sight of him half hard. "Go get in bed," you whispered, and he was on his way. He watched you shimmy out of your jeans and grab your phone. You crawled up the bed next to him and whispered, "You want me to be your bratty little slut again tonight? Or are you going to be my Daddy?"

He pulled you close and kissed you. "I get to choose?" 

"Yeah," you told him with a wink. "A special treat to take on your deployment."

He was rubbing his hands along your bustier and down over your butt. "Well, I already have a video with my bratty little slut," he said, and you watched his cock jump against his thigh. "Daddy wants to play tonight. You look like a little princess in this color."

You moaned against his mouth. "Sounds good to me," you said, fiddling with your phone and letting him hold it as he started recording you. You watched Bradley grin as he pushed your underwear aside a bit to record you shaking your hips with your tattoo exposed. "Did you just call me a princess?" 

"Yeah," he grunted as you wrapped your hand around his length. "Daddy's little princess, all pretty in pink."

For a moment you marveled over the fact that you had an easier time slipping into the role of a bratty little slut. But after a moment of wiggling yourself along his body, you thought you had the hang of Daddy's princess.

"Daddy, I had such a long day," you said, a whine tingeing the edges of your voice as you straddled his lap and ran your fingers along your lace and satin covered torso. "I am exhausted from spending your money."

Bradley groaned softly, setting goosebumps loose across your skin. "Tell me what you bought, Princess," Bradley instructed, grinding his cock against the front of your panties. He ran his thumb along your bottom lip, parting them and coaxing you to lick the tip. "And then tell Daddy he's allowed to do whatever he wants with you."

You sucked on his thumb. Bradley was the hottest thing in the world. As you listed off some of the things you bought with his credit card, Bradley gently wrapped one hand around the front of your neck and then pulled the pink fabric of your underwear to the side, letting his cock glide through your wetness. You only briefly recognized that he had propped your phone up to record everything before you got lost in him completely. 

"And how much of my money did you spend, Princess?" he asked, his raspy voice making you even wetter as he licked his lips. 

"Two thousand dollars," you gasped as his big hand slipped lower on your neck and trailed over the tops of your breasts. 

He tsked with his tongue and shook his head. "That's not enough."

"I was supposed to spend more?" you asked, your voice breaking as Bradley slipped his cock inside you. He yanked you closer with his fingers on the back of your neck, and you gasped as he started kissing you. 

"You were supposed to spend all of it. Why does Daddy even work, other than to pamper you, Baby Girl?" You squeezed around his cock just at the mere implication of his words. 

"Are you going to take care of me forever?" you asked softly against his lips as you rode him slowly. He responded by swiping his tongue deep into your mouth and making you moan. 

"As long as you take care of Daddy."

You were whimpering now as your clit was grinding against him with each movement. 

"You can have anything you want," you promised him. And you felt it before you saw it. Bradley ripped the crotch of your pretty, new underwear to get full access to your pussy. He was suddenly fucking up into you hard, the veins in his neck and forehead prominent against his slightly sunburned skin.

"Oh my god!" you hissed, surprised by what he had done. 

But no sooner had you recovered before he was smacking your thighs gently and saying, "Up. Turn around and get on all fours."

You did as you were told, watching his wet length slide out of you, wishing you were allowed to lick him. But that's not what Daddy wanted. 

When you were on your hands and knees in front of him, he pushed your face down against the bedding before kissing and licking all along your wet slit and rear end from behind. 

"You didn't listen, Princess," he said before lapping his tongue against you. "Gotta spank you."

He landed one hard slap on your butt before you could even respond. "Daddy," you whined as he spanked you again and again. You felt feverish with need while he spanked you and scolded you for not spending enough money on honeymoon attire. You were clenching around nothing as he told you to go back to the store and replace the underwear that was now just a piece of elastic around your waist. 

He spanked you harder as he said, "If you're my Princess, you can have anything you want."

"I want you to fuck me!" you almost screamed as his hand landed on you again. But you knew he wasn't going to do that yet. Rather he lightly spanked your pussy from behind, his fingers hitting your wet clit as you whined. 

Then he shoved two long fingers deep inside you without warning and leaned up to press his lips to your neck right below your ear. You almost cried when he whispered, "What's my name?"

"Daddy!" Your broken yell filled the room. "I want you to fuck me, Daddy!"

His cock replaced his fingers immediately, and he fucked you hard, your cheek pressing into the bed. But the spanking only paused momentarily. He grabbed you around your waist with his left hand, getting a handful of you just below your bustier while he landed a stinging slap on your already overworked skin. All while slamming into you. 

"You didn't do what Daddy wanted."

"Please." You were almost crying, and you wanted to cum so badly. "I'll do whatever you want."

"You go back to the store and spend more money. I want you wearing something new for me each day on our honeymoon. No exceptions." 

You tried your best to verbally agree with him, and soon he wrapped his fingers around to tease your clit instead of spank you. With just a few swipes of his talented fingers, you came hard, a few of your tears trailing along your nose to the bedding. 

The familiar sound of Bradley cumming inside your pussy had you smiling at last as he filled you up. He wrapped both arms around you and yanked you up flush against his chest. "You really are Daddy's little Princess, Baby GIrl."

You moaned softly as he kissed along your bare shoulder. "Occasionally I'm your bratty little slut."

"I love you," he promised, and he let you lay against him as he eased back against the pillows, his cock still buried inside you.

"My ass is throbbing, Roo," you whispered with a soft laugh as he ran his mustache along your neck. 

"But you did so good. I'll get you in the bath in a minute, Sweetheart."

You just relaxed back into his embrace while he touched and kissed you. "I hope you enjoy that video while you're deployed." You kissed along his tattoo and ran the tip of your nose across the pretty script writing.

"I can guarantee I will," he promised, finally reaching for your phone to end the video. 

You turned and smiled at him when he said, "And now I have several minutes of us cuddling together to watch as well. I might watch that part the most."

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Bradley scooped you up and carried you to the bathroom, setting you on the edge of the tub while he got the water ready for you. He wasn't kidding; he'd always do his best to take care of you and give you anything you wanted. Because you tried to take care of him, too. And you were really all he wanted. 

"Climb in, Sweetheart," he whispered, and he watched you unfasten what was left of that sinfully hot lingerie and sink into the water. "I'm sorry I ripped your underwear."

You started laughing as you turned to look at him. "You're not sorry!"

He grimaced. "I'm a little bit sorry. Buy a new one. You still have my credit card." He knelt on the floor next to the tub and helped you get settled.

"I'll buy a new one next week when I go back to the store to ensure I have something new to wear for all ten days of our honeymoon. Daddy told me I had to."

Bradley actually felt himself blushing. He liked it when you called him that even when it wasn't exactly part of foreplay or bedroom activities. You were making him feel so substantial in your life. 

"Roo, next weekend is Halloween," you whispered as he sat on the floor and watched you wash your arms while Tramp curled up in his lap. "Gotta start planning our party."

"We're really having it? I thought maybe you brought that up just to distract Cam and Maria from the wedding conversation?" he absentmindedly stroked Tramp's ears, completely mesmerized by you. 

"We're really having it. And I know just what our costumes can be," you said with a playful look in your eye.

"Tell me," he whispered, leaning toward you and kissing your nose. 

"Well... I think you can get away with wearing part of your dress whites for your costume..."

He smiled. "Okay, sounds good so far. I love it when you take my uniforms off of me. But what's your costume?"

You just chuckled and said, "Oh, you'll like it. And it comes with three wishes for me to grant for you."

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Making another video....oof, I love them. Happy Halloween? Any costume guesses?

PART 14

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[hederasgarden]

Okay, obligatory ask for a fic with Rooster x Reader x Hangman.

I'm normally not a sucker for "competition"-type fics, but oh my god, these two would constantly be sizing each other up or one upping the other. Like Hangman gets you flowers one day and smirks over at Rooster, but the next day, Rooster gets a bigger bouquet and winks at Hangman as you go in for a hug. Just like, a constant subtle dick-measuring competition. And like, they try to keep it subtle, but Reader knows this is happening and finally says something after one of them goes too far, and the boys placate Reader with a steamy NSFW session that's all about "teamwork" (if you know what I mean 😏).

Like, tell me that's not perfect????

Hello new best friend! I like how your brain works. 

I started writing this as a headcanon, but it got away from me. It’s now over 2.5K and going strong. It will probably take me a while to finish. I don’t want to leave your ask hanging so I hope you like the preview below.

I did switch things up a little. The reader runs Admiral Simpson’s office and due to a misunderstanding thinks Rooster and Hangman aren’t actually into her and are instead playing a game at her expense.

Let me know if this is something people want to read more of!

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x F!Reader x Jake "Hangman" Seresin Word Count: 1K Rating: Mature (There is some cursing and sexually suggestive language).

You’ve heard rumors about pilots running games on unsuspecting women, competing for bragging rights like being the first to sleep with a girl or get her number. You never expected to be the subject of one, wrongly assuming no one was stupid enough to mess with the woman who managed the admiral's office. Except apparently for these two idiots. At first you’re too mad and embarrassed to address the issue, sitting with the revelation for a few days until a life-size stuffed bear arrives from Rooster. That’s when you know you need to do something and do it fast. The last thing you want is for your boss to catch wind of this. 

You send Rooster and Hangman a meeting invite from the admiral when you know your boss will be off base. Both men show up with Starbucks in hand for you and although it physically pains you to dump out good coffee, you relish the look on their faces when you drop the cups in the trash can. 

“This stops today,” you tell them, arms folded over your chest. “Whatever game you’re playing, I want no part of it. No more gifts or flowers.”

Both men exchange a look. 

"It's not a game ma'am," Hangman says. 

Your eyes narrow and you purse your lips. “Then what the hell are you doing?”

“Wooing you,” Rooster offers rubbing the back of his neck, a hopeful smile on his face. 

“Wooing me?” You repeat back, allowing them to hear how dumb they sound.

“We are interested in you,” Hangman adds, surprisingly earnest. 

“Sure. You both want to date me,” you say sarcastically. To their credit when you stand up they both take a step back immediately. “Here is what’s going to happen. I will oh so kindly not tell Admiral Simpson that his two best pilots are behaving like a bunch of 12-year-olds with nothing better to do than play mean games and you’re going to leave me alone.”

“Ma’am, it’s not–” Rooster starts, looking almost a little panicked. You cut him off with a raised hand. He glances at Hangman who watches you with a blank expression but then you see a muscle in his cheek jump.

"Moving forward I am the ark of the covenant to you. You do not look at me or touch me. If you do, I will make sure the admiral sends you off to the shittiest carrier in the pacific. Also if I hear that you’re playing this little game with someone else, the aforementioned threat will become a reality. Am I clear?”

“Yes ma’am,” they respond in unison. 

Rooster almost looks a little hurt. Hangman’s jaw is set and you catch him shooting his friend an angry look. They both linger for a moment after you sit back down at your desk, only leaving once it’s clear you have nothing more to say.

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For three days you don’t hear a peep out of either pilot. Then the admiral calls for a joint meeting that involves both of them. Hangman doesn’t greet you but you feel his eyes on you during the meeting. He’s got a toothpick in his mouth, working it hard enough it actually snaps in half while he’s staring you down. Rooster seems a little more cowed, giving you a quiet ma’am as he passes your desk. He looks forlorn enough that the admiral asks if someone shot his dog. 

It makes you feel a little bad about the dressing down you gave him. At least until the next day when you find him and Hangman waiting for you in the parking lot. Hangman’s leaning against your car looking completely unbothered, wearing a pair of aviators with his arms folded across his broad chest. Rooster’s standing at what you assume is his lax version of parade rest. When he spots you approaching he raises his hands in a gesture of surrender.

“We come in peace. Just give us one minute and if you don’t like what we have to say we’ll go.”

You press tonight against your cheek. They were persistent, you’d give them that. “You have 30 seconds.” 

“To be blunt…we fucked up ma’am,” Rooster starts.

“You fucked up,” Hangman says pointedly. “I told you this wasn’t going to work from the start.”

“Well, you didn’t have any bright ideas at the time, did you hot shot?” Rooster fires back.

You clear your throat, tapping your wrist. Both men return their attention to you.

“Let me handle this,” Hangman says, pushing Rooster back and stepping into your space. He flicks his glasses down far enough to look at you over them, his green eyes uncharacteristically serious. “We are interested in you. It wasn’t a competition. Well, not a mean one but we got a little carried away with it.”

“You expect me to pick one of you to…what? Date? Sleep with?”

“Either, both if you like,” Hangman tells you confidently enough that you're a little impressed by how stupidly self assured he is.

“But then we got to thinking, maybe you don’t have to choose,” Rooster adds, clapping Hangman on the shoulder. “A two for one deal if you will.” He smiles at you, that trademark charm on display. 

You say nothing for several seconds, blinking rapidly. Whatever you were expecting from them, this wasn’t it. They’re both watching you but your expression is frozen. They couldn’t possibly be serious. 

“I think we broke her,” Rooster whispers, the corner of his mouth turned up under his mustache.  

“Nah, she’s imagining us all together,” Hangman says, winking at you. 

You actually weren’t until he suggested it but now you can feel heat creeping into your cheeks. That would certainly be a sight. All those tan muscles on display...the two of them working together for your pleasure. You just know Hangman would be the type to run his mouth during sex and something tells you Rooster is eager to please. 

“Think on it,” Hangman suggests, leaning in close enough that his breath tickles your ear as he moves past you. “If you’re interested we’ll be at the Rusty Monk tomorrow at 7.”

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[fleetingofthegretas]

Slow or fast? Danny Wagner x reader

Preview: Your boyfriend Danny Wagner, the drummer of Greta Van Fleet invites you to the bar with his bandmates but you decline, having to get things done around the house. Your boyfriend returns home drunk as ever & comes home with one thing in mind, one thing that he wants. You. How can you say no to your greek god of a boyfriend? Not to mention what you know will happen when you wake up, some fluff & sweetness with a side of hangover to fill your morning.

MENTIONS OF/ TW: !Drunks3x, fluff, Oral M receiving, teasing

November. Its a calm chilly day in the city of Nashville, Tennessee where you reside with your boyfriend Daniel. You're home alone, despite the company of your old grumpy cat, Greta. Danny gave you Greta as a valentines day gift when you hit 2 years of dating. Seems like it was just yesterday when she became a new edition to your small little family you were slowly building.

A smile creeps upon your lips as you recall the memory of when he brought your sweet kitty home. You were stuck in Traffic so you had shown up after Danny was already home. You walked into your house to see Danny sitting on the couch with a huge smile on his face.

"Hey honey sorry I'm late I totally got caught behind an accident. Just looked like a fender bender so I don't think anyone was hurt. What's up with that smirk on your face? What did you do?"

He erupts with laughter at your remark. "I didn't do anything sweet girl. I did get you a gift though".

He scoops you up in his arms and lays you on your shared bed.

"Oh? Is this the gift?" You ask as you start to undo his belt, looking up at him with big eyes.

Something furry rubs against your back scaring you halfway to death. You immediately drop your hands from his belt to see what the heck is with you in bed, only to see its the elder cat you've been keeping an eye on at the nearby shelter for the past few months.

"Daniel oh my god! When did you get her??"

"Last night before I came home. I had forgotten what you said her name was but I did remember that she was gray and orange. They only had 2 gray & orange cats but the other one was a kitten, so I decided to get the older one instead. Funnily enough her shelter name was Greta, so I felt like it was meant to be."

"Where was she this whole time? & how did you know I wanted the older one instead of the kitten?"

"Well I asked if any of the boys could watch her just while I waited to finally surprise you. Sam of course replied with he hates cats, and Josh just never answered his phone. Jake ended up offering to take her in for the night. I think he secretly loves cats and doesn't want to admit it. As for getting the older cat instead of a kitten, that's because kittens will get adopted faster than the elders, and I had seen that Greta was at the shelter for so long, I figured you and I could give her a new life".

"Oh Daniel you are too kind for this world. I think I want to keep her name as Greta, it seems to fit her and you're right. It is meant to be".

Gray and orange fur rubs against your foot, waking you up from your daydream. You glance at the clock which loudly reads 3pm. 2 more hours till Danny gets home. Luckily you have a lot to do today which keeps your mind occupied. The entire day you've been out and about. At 10 you had brunch with your friends, just catching up and drinking mimosas together. By 12 you were shopping on your own getting things for the house. You had an odd list of things you and Danny needed.

Avocados, Planter pots, Organizing containers, guitar picks, toothpaste, and laundry detergent

You smirk a bit at 'guitar picks' in Danny's messy handwriting, probably written this morning when he was rushing out the door to meet at the studio with the boys.

Danny's guitar picks have been going m.i.a. recently as Greta has found a new love for smacking them off the coffee table and scattering them around the house.

You are so focused on repotting plants & putting your shared record collection into new organizers that you don't even hear the door open. Before you know it, you feel two strong arms wrap around your waist and pick you up off the floor, making you scream.

"Hi babygirl I've missed you, crazy day in the studio" He sets you down to give you a quick kiss.

"I've missed you too! Could've used your help reaching the box of screws in the garage today, I hate using the stool. I'd rather just have a big tall man like you to get it for me" You give your biggest pout you can and look up at him with your big eyes causing him to blush

"Oh I'm so sorry I wasn't there to assist you, my princess."

"I love it when you call me that. What are you up to tonight? Hanging out with the boys or what?"

"Yes, actually. We made plans to try out a bar we've never been to before. I'm super stoked. You can come with if you want"

"That sounds like so much fun but I have to finish getting stuff done around the house tonight. I'm in cleaning mode so I can't stop now. I hope you and the boys have lots of fun though! Send me a text when you're on your way home but I might be asleep depending on how late you'll be."

"Sounds good baby. I love how well you take care of the house. I'm not sure when I'll be home. Maybe 11? 1? I'm not sure. If you get lonely, there's a bottle of Moscato in the fridge & a fluffy friend to cuddle with. Love you my sweet girl."

He gives you a kiss, holding either side of your face with one of his hands.

Before you know it, he's gone again. You don't mind it though, because you have to deal with him being gone for tours and such. God you loved watching him play, and got excited every time the band would come close to home so you could see it in person. Not to mention the after show sex. Danny would always wait for you backstage super sweaty, pumping with adrenaline. You loved when you got to see that side of him. He was always super confident and aggressive, which you don't get to see too often with your mellow & kind-hearted boyfriend.

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You just changed into pajamas, the red satin set Danny got you for your birthday this past year. You sit by the fireplace, incense freshly burnt, book out, cat on your lap, with a cold glass of wine in hand. You think about your rockstar boyfriend and how truly amazing your life is.

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Glass breaking. You jolt upwards, finding you have fallen asleep on the couch, right where you were before.

What the hell was that?

"Hello? Danny?" you yell out into the darkness

no response. You walk further in the dark, met with a light from the kitchen. Danny is stood over the sink trying to clean up a broken glass he had toppled over.

"What the hell Danny? What time is it?"

"Please don't be mad baby. It's 3 am"

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? I heard the glass break."

You walk over to him and start turning his hands over. Front and back. Left. Front and back. Right. You look up at his face with concern. Not a single cut. You look back up at him and meet his eyes. He has been watching you the entire time. Examining him with deep worry just for nothing to be wrong.

"I'm fine, my princess. I just had stumbled a bit and the cup fell over. Not even a scratch on me, I promise."

You stand on your tip toes to wrap your arms around his neck, the type of hug you always give him after he causes you to lose your shit. This time being that you thought there was an intruder in your house. You sigh heavily into the nape of his neck and then release. You give him a small smile and walk to your bedroom, his drunk ass following lazily, and a little zig-zagged. You wonder how much he's had to drink if he's having this much of a hard time. After all he drinks with the Kiszka's all the time so he has built up his tolerance.

You yelp after feeling your boyfriends hand slap your ass and give him a glare. Danny is simply grinning ear to ear, eyes squinted. You finally approach your bed. All of a sudden you're in the air, then you're not.

You look up, out of breath, to see Danny standing above you with a look in his eye. "Have you been good for Daddy while I've been gone?"

What the fuck. WHAT THE FUCKKKKK????

You stare at him with your mouth open, completely in shock of what he just said to you. You can't help but admit to yourself that this turns you on and you're already becoming a waterpark in your panties. You gather yourself enough to respond after realizing he's waiting for you to answer.

"Yes sir"

"Good girl. Go into the bathroom. I'll be here. When you come out I don't want you wearing anything but those pink panties of yours."

"Yes Danny"

He gets off of you so you can stand up. You look at him and can tell he knows you like this. Which you do, its pretty obvious based on how you're holding up. You do as you're told and walk straight into the bathroom without looking back. You take off your top first. You then take off your silk shorts and take a glance at yourself in the gold mirror in the corner of the bathroom. You feel a rush of nervousness run over your body. To see Danny look at you in this sense. It is your first time having him be so dominant. Sure you've done stuff close to this in the past- but never this level. But god its hot. You take a deep breath as you fix your hair and open the door. You gasp at the sight before you. Danny is sitting on the corner of the bed closest to you, laid back with his elbows propping him up, completely undressed with his hardness laid out before you.

You don't realize what you're doing until he points it out.

"Close your mouth Darling. Come close, I don't bite- unless you want me to of course. Come take your seat."

You understand exactly what you're supposed to do in that moment. You make 3 swift movements, now almost straddling him save for a few inches. You hover your center above his length, until he locks eyes with you. You make direct eye contact as you slowly sit down and grind against him. He lets out a breathy sigh

"Fuck baby. But that's not what I planned."

He rolls you flat onto your back so now you've switched spots. He hovers his hand over the spot you want him to touch you at but never makes contact.

"Do you want me to touch you baby? Say it"

"I do"

"Beg"

He crosses his arms and looks upwards, waiting for you.

"Jesus fuck danny please just touch me"

"Yes my princess"

He starts rubbing you in circles, making you release stiff breaths from beneath him. He suddenly moves your underwear to the side, slipping two fingers deep within you. You start panting from the feeling building inside you. He's going so fast you feel like you will erupt. He pulls his fingers out and completely stops.

"Danny what the hell?!?" You start getting frustrated with him. You jump at him trying to get him to come back down on you. He instead pushes you off gently without saying a word. He grabs the hairtie off your wrist and puts your hair up for you. You know you now have to pay the favor back to him. He tilts your head back to face him to show you his dark eyes, suddenly darker. He doesn't even have to say anything. You move to the edge of the bed and take him in your mouth. Deep. You swirl your tounge around his tip and use your hands, twisting them as you pump him off. He knows how much you enjoy doing this for him. You continue pumping him while sticking your tounge out. You look up at him but all you're met with is his adam's apple. He has his head thrown back, feeling into every movement you give to him. This only makes you go faster, as more motivation of what its doing to him. Your rockstar boyfriend. He starts to twitch from within your mouth.

You stop. Just like he did from you, teasing, taking the release that he needed. He looks at you angrily and frustrated. "Y/N, now you're gonna get it." Your face displays a wicked smile because you know exactly what you're doing and you disobeyed him. He pushes you backwards and immediately is in you. Kissing you. hands propped on either side of your head. His balls are slapping against you every second. You've never had a fast fuck, let alone a frustrated one. Your eyes roll back into your head due to the intense feeling he is giving you.

"Fuck you feel so good baby. You're so wet"

"Danny- f-f-uck" You mutter as he puts his one hand on your throat and slams into you even harder. He keeps going, but eventually slows down. You have no idea where this comes from, but you somehow flip him and are now riding him. Making out, both giving each other the same look, the same look of need. You need him and he needs you. You start to feel yourself giving in so you slow down. He feels this too- He grabs you to hold you in place and starts thrusting in to you from below. You cry out to him "Fuck!" and a tear falls down your face from all the emotions of ecstasy you're feeling all at once. Danny finishes inside you simultaneously.

You ride him slowly, giving him soft kisses before dismounting him and falling into bed beside him.

He goes to the bathroom to return in boxers & holding a washcloth. He cleans you up and puts a new pair of underwear on you, while planting a kiss to your forehead. You slowly fall asleep knowing you're in his comfort.

"Goodnight, my princess" You hear him say softly as you go in and out of sleep.

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Light. There's light in your eyes as you squint and stretch yourself awake. 10 am, the clock reads. You roll over to see dark curls, the curls that you adore so much. You smile widely at the thought of last night. You look around your room only to see Greta sitting on the floor, glaring at you. Poor kitty normally sleeps in your bed. You giggle to yourself at the thought of Greta being "punished" because her parents were busy making love.

You turn to give danny a kiss on the cheek as a good morning attempt. You brush your hand over him, to find out that he had discarded his boxers sometime in the nighttime and had morning wood.

"Why goodmorning my sweet boy" You say while running your left hand over his happy trail, right arm propping your head up. He stretches out, putting his arms out to pull you in closer to him.

"Good morning baby girl. I hope I wasn't too much for you last night. I had a lot to drink at the bar."

"Oh baby you're never too much for me, and you won't ever be, even if you make me call you daddy"

"I did what"

You both start laughing together, which ends in a tired make out session interrupted by yawning and something poking you in the leg, which turns your face red.

"Danny?"

"Yes baby?"

"You can do anything you want to me and I will still love you. I don't think I will ever stop adoring you"

He replies with a big smile, as you then kiss that big smile of his, and line him up with you. He smirks at the touch and goes in. You both release a breath, facing each other in bed. Slow, soft, and lovingly. This type won't ever beat anything, not even post concert sex. It is the most loving thing to experience and you know Danny feels the same way.

So there you are, looking at each other completely glazed over with love while he's inside of you, making love lazily to you.

The end!! <3

NOTE from the author: None of these pics are my own and I do not claim them. All found from Pinterest. This is my first fic/ smut I've ever wrote so I hope at least one person out there likes it.

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[dino-fart]

The Bargain | Chapter 3: Ku'ku'lkán

Pairing: Namor x Female Reader

Genre: Action, Adventure, Romance

Summary: To say you had a complicated relationship history was an understatement. Your ex was well…Not of this world? Yet he seemed to always find his way to you. One day he shows up with his new girlfriend asking for your help. You promise to assist if he never shows his face again. What is it he needs you for? And what are you all going to find when deep diving into the Atlantic Ocean?

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You were escorted by the man you knew now as Attuma. The woman with the orange feathers was Namora. The others you were told their names did not matter. You swam with them to a large whale, you watched them sit on top the animal. Attuma gestured you to follow and you sat on top of the whale. 

Attuma still had a hold on you as the creature began to move. During your underwater trip, you looked at the sea surroundings and how different it was than your last trip. This time your emotions weren’t being manipulated. But also, this time, you were being taken to an unknown kingdom. Maybe it was this Talokan, Atlas was blabbing on about? After an hour the whale went deeper into the ocean and Attuma’s grip tightened on your arm. 

“Beet a! (Brace yourself!)” He shouted to you. Your eyes grew wide when you felt the tidal current’s force push the whale deep down. You gripped onto Attuma and closed your eyes, you began to shake with fear at the strong force. 

“Jaap wicho'ob. (Open your eyes.)” You heard Attuma say and you opened them slowly. You looked around and the whale was nowhere to be found. It was just the five of you floating around. You felt embarrassed that you nearly passed out in front of them but didn’t have time to dwell on it as Attuma guided you to the entrance of the kingdom. Your eyes grew wide at the sight of the mere entrance. 

You quickly followed behind Attuma not wanting to dillydally even though you wanted to stay and study everything. You followed them into the throne room and was instructed to stay put. Attuma and Namora swam to float on either side of the throne. 

“Ku. ku. lkán waye'! (Ku'ku'lkán is here!)” Attuma shouted and the room was filled with chanting. From above floated down what looked like a man in Aztec decorum. He had on a serpent crown with multi colored feathers, a cape that was attached to gold shoulder pieces, and various vibrant jewelry pieces. You saw his people bow to him as he floated down to his throne. The light from the sky reflected his throne perfectly. He looked like a god among his people, he probably was. 

“Teech k taasik ti' le forastero. (We have brought you the outsider.)” Namora said to the king. 

The king nodded and turned to look at you. “So...You are the one, the blonde buffoon keeps talking about it.” He spoke. You noticed how different he was than his people, he looked human from afar. 

“Leti' ku t'aan k t'aano'. (She speaks our language.)” Attuma said and the king sounded intrigued. 

“A'al ti' teen, forastero, ka na'atiko' ba'ax táan in wa'alik? (Tell me, outsider, do you understand what I am saying?)” The king leaned forward on his throne. 

“Je'el u majestad, meetej. (Yes, your majesty, I do.)” You said feeling small under his intense gaze. There were awes in the room and the king stood up and swam over to you. Even though you were underwater, he still seemed to tower over you. You looked up at him, noting his pointed ears. 

“And where did you learn to speak our language?” He asked watching you closely. 

“From books.” 

“Books...Why? Just for fun? Hm? Or perhaps you are learning so you can infiltrate my kingdom!” He glared at you. 

“Oh please, do I look like someone who is capable of infiltrating? I almost passed out getting here.” You retorted. 

“Jach jaaj. (It’s true.)” Attuma said. 

The king smirked and floated behind you, looking you over. “I’m not so sure about that...The buffoon told me all about you. You venture into lost cities to uncover artifacts and take them. You fought his brother when he tried to take over his kingdom.” The king now swam back in front of you, “Am I correct?” 

Well shit...So much for the innocent woman act. 

“...Yes.” You said slowly. 

“Then perhaps I have some use for you after all.” 

“And what would that use be King-” 

“My people call me Ku'ku'lkán...My enemies call me Namor. Time will tell what you will be allowed to call me.” The king stared you down and gestured for Attuma to come toward you. “Bis le superficie. Ti' le murales. Ka taasik ti' le yaano'ob. (Take her to the surface. To the murals. And bring the others.)” Namor ordered and swam back to his throne. Attuma grabbed you by the arm and escorted you. 

You now found yourself in a room with the walls covered in murals. You stood by the torch that was lit to warm up, the blue mask was now off of your mouth. You moved to take your hair tie out and let your hair loose. No point in tying it up right now. You approached the wall and gently traced one of the paintings of the winged serpent or  Ku'ku'lkán. 

“Magnificent, isn’t it?” You heard a voice say behind you. You turned around and saw the king himself standing across from you. He removed his crown and set it to the side. He walked toward you and stood a few inches from you. “I suppose you want to know why you are here.” 

"Does it have anything to do with the Atlantean scepter?” 

Namor looked over at you and nodded, “What do you know of it?” 

“Just that dumbass came to my museum last night saying it belonged to his lineage.” 

“Dumbass?” 

“Sorry Atlas...King Atlas...Still can’t believe that bastard is a king.” You scoffed. 

“I see you have a distaste for him.” 

“Little more than distaste...Anyway, he asked me to come with him to look at it and determine if it really did belong to his lineage...Like I’m some kind of authenticator.” You rolled your eyes. 

“If you had it presented to you, would you be able to?” Namor asked you, now facing you. His expression was earnest and hopeful. 

You sighed in defeat and nodded, “Yes.” 

“Get me back my scepter and I will grant you whatever you wish!” He said enthusiastically. You nodded and he gently put his hands on your shoulders. “Thank you...What is your name?” He asked you softly. 

Before you answered, the two of you were interrupted by Attuma and Namora bringing in two people. “Ah...King Atlas and his queen Sypha.” Namor smirked seeing the two royals walking into the room. 

“Oh for fuck’s sake!” You groaned and rolled your eyes.

Author’s Note: So I only tagged the reblogs and replies because there are SOOO many of you who liked the summary and preview uwu, so continuing on you can either reblog or reply to be added or just keep an eye out for the fic under the ‘Namor x Reader’ tag! Thank you all for the support and love!

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#namor x reader #namor x you

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

Heard that?

February Fifth Fest : Day Ten

Choi Jongho x fem reader

a/n: this went through so many different iterations cause i just could noooot figure it out but i landed on this and i love it . sorry it's a day late </3

"i wished it was you"

✫彡wordcount: 1k

(>ᴗ•)(¯ ³¯)♡genre:

smut w/o plot, fluff undertones

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents:

not edited, auralism, established relationship, jongho's POV, masturbation,brief self-edging, italics are video descriptions, pet names(baby,jong)

tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

It had been so long. So long since you two had really spoken. So long since he held you. So, so, long since he had any time to himself- let alone time to spend with you. It felt like you'd been apart for years.

So he thanked God that they finished the sound check early and took advantage of it when his hotel roommate left. He latched the chain over the door and fell into the bed with a deep sigh. He wished he could call you, but it was so late there and he didn't want to wake you.

There was a few messages from members, one from a manager, and multiple from you. He swiped away everyone else's and opened up yours.

내사랑 11:37pm

i hate overseas tours. i barely get to speak to you because the time..

내사랑 11:38pm

i missed you extra hard today, i wore your sweater

내사랑 12:47am

i wished it was you

내사랑 12:48am

One Video Attachment

The thumbnail preview was a blank screen, and that:coupled with your words, made him quickly realize. You did this twice on his last tour, and he came to be addicted. He yanked his headphones from the edge of the bed and sat up as he held the button to turn them on, already clicking on the video.

Just as they connected, you appeared on the screen, smiling warmly as you back away and lean into the headboard. The only sound was the fan, whirling quietly until you shuffled around. You were basking in the dim light of your lamp, wearing his large sweater- the first one you ever stole from him. "I'm missing you so much, Baby..." You serenade, running your hands up your thighs and dragging up the edge of the hoodie to reveal your bare core.

His breath catches in his throat, and he almost falls of the bed in his rush to unbutton his pants. "I'm so needy, Jongho. Want you to touch me so bad." He curses under his breath as he frees himself and leans back on the bed. "S'wet... can you see, Baby?" He can.

One of your hands dip between your legs as you spread them, the other bundling up the edge of his your sweater and pulling it up your stomach. Your slick glistens in the low lighting, and you give him a good view as you spread your lips.

God, what he would give to be back home with you. What he would do to be the one touching you. You haven't even done anything yet and he's painfully needy for you. He's agonizingly hard for you in just seconds. You have him wrapped around your little finger from the other side of the planet.

He wraps his hand around himself as he holds the phone up with the other, eyes focused on the way your eyes blink quickly as you dip two fingers into you. "God," he groans, tightening his grip as you begin thrusting your fingers.

"God," you moan, sliding your hand below your only clothing and caressing your torso like he always does. "Want you."

He barely catches your little whimper, and when his brain processes it, he's already on the edge. He pulls his hand away and grabs onto the blanket, whining as he fights himself. He wants to cum for you so badly already. He's so filled up with stress and homesickness and cum, he just wants to let it all go and fuck himself dumb to the sound of your familiar, saccharine voice.

He bites on his lip to distract himself as he watches your speed increasing. He wants you so, so, bad. He wants you to be moaning on his fingers. He wa-

"Jongho!" You whine out, other hand coming down in a rush to rub your clit as you keep up the pace. "Ah, Jongho, miss you. Want your fingers, want- I want your cock."

His eyes flick up and down, trying to watch your face and your sloppy cunt at the same time. When you moan out his name again, he can't help but touch himself again. He licks his hand and lathers it up generously as he focuses on the sound of your slick that grows louder by the second. When his cold, spit-covered, hand wraps around him: he whines out loudly and shamelessly.

The friction feels nice, sure. But he would kill for your warm pussy to be on him instead. He would kill to have your lips on his as his pleasure builds up quickly.

"Gonna cum," you state shortly. "Fuckin- fuck!" Your fingers and cunt work together to make a lewd and sticky, almost sloshing, sound as you push yourself closer to the edge. "Heard that, Baby? So wet jus' thinking about you."

His brain seems to malfunction, hand speeding up as his thumb scrolls the video back. The wetness of your pussy entrances him. "Heard that, Baby? So wet just thinking about you."

"God!" He whimpers, scrolling back once more.

"Heard that, Baby?" He cums on the spot, eyes fluttering shut as his release shoots against his shirt. Your moans as you throw yourself over the edge only prolong his ecstasy. When he floats back to his consciousness, he looks over to where his hand gripping the phone fell beside him.

You look just as fucked out as you do when he's the one making you cum, eyes shut blissfully as your glossy arousal pools under you, breaths heavy and uneven.

It makes him realize you are missing him just as much as he's missing you. "I love you, Jong..." You whisper as you grab at the hoodie.

He knows you can't hear him, but he whispers back anyways. "I love you."

#february filth fest #choi jongho #jongho #ateez jongho #ateez #ateez smut #jongho smut #smut fic

[onenettvchannel]

#K5NewsFMExclusive: A Dark and Dramatic Conclusion as the 4th Season of Wakfu will be the Last Season of its historic French cartoon series (updated as FINAL!!!)

(Written by Rhayniel Saldasal Calimpong / Freelanced News Reporter and Presenter of OneNETnews)

ROUBAIX, FRANCE -- The upcoming Season Premiere of Wakfu, which will air on the 'Okoo' kids and teens programming block through French public broadcaster 'France Televisions' is set to be a dramatic heartstopping conclusion. This will mark the beginning of the show's 4th and Final Season, scheduled to debut in early mid-February 2024. It is worth mentioning to recall that the entire production at Ankama Studios in France has been successfully concluded, thanks to the global campaign fund of Kickstarter that took place in late-June 2020.

(PRESS RELEASE OBTAINED by K5 News FM Dumaguete)

Per the press release exclusively obtained through DWFH-FM 97.7mhz's K5 News FM, the latest synopsis for the final season of a French cartoon show portrays intense and potentially darker scenes that comes up a bit close to happen: "After their destructive battle with Oropo, but also with their own demons, Yugo the Eliatrope and his friends find themselves at the gates of Ingloriom, the realm of the Gods. The Tofu Brotherhood (TFB) has no time to wonder what fate the 12 Divinities have in store for them for this sacrilege: the floating territory is devastated!".

(SCREENGRAB COURTESY: FranceTVPro website)

(PHOTO COURTESY: Google Images)

Before an actual final season premiere on a national French television, a sneak preview in the panel is yet to be shown in-person at the Angoulême International Comics Festival (AICF) on Thursday late-afternoon (January 25th, 2024 at 5:30pm -- France local time).

(PHOTO COURTESY: AICF via X Network's FranceTVPro)

Inside a panel in Angoulême City, the said country, will discuss about the upcoming 4th and Final Season of the show, in the presence of Wakfu show creator named Anthony "Tot" Roux, one of the authors with French YouTuber personality (Malec) and Wakfu's historical Character Designer (Sonia Demechlis).

(SCREENGRAB COURTESY: Okoo / France Televisions / Ankama Animation via The X Network)

In a televised trailer 'X Network' (formerly Twitter) released Tuesday afternoon (January 16th, 2024), the heroes of the Brotherhood of the Tofu, Yugo the Eliatrope, Prncs. Amalia Sheran Sharm, Ms. Evangelyne the Cra, Mr. Ruel Stroud and among others have fought against formidable enemies and ancient evils. But sadly, things are gone crazier and darker situations as the fate of 'The World of 12' rests on their shoulders.

K5 News FM learns exclusively that the runtime for this 4th Season of Wakfu is 22 minutes long, with a final 13 new episodes.

(FILE SCREENGRAB COURTESY: Generation TV_FR via YT VIDEO)

French cartoon show of Wakfu was started in the late-October 2008 during France 3's kids programming block "Toowam", before transitioning to Ludo (home of between Wakfu on the said date of 2008 and LoliRock in the late mid-October 2014).

(FILE PHOTO COURTESY for REPRESENTATION: Zodiak Kids and Family for Banijay & Ankama Studios / Editing Provided by the Anonymous Artists, and from the top left to the bottom right: Lyna, Carrisa, Talia, Iris, Aurianna, Evangelyne, Yugo the Eliatrope, Prncs. Amalia Sheran Sharm)

At the time of the writing with a confirmation from Ankama Studios and Zodiak Kids & Family (part of Banijay Group), theories in French kids cartoon suggest between LoliRock and Wakfu will not be planning to do a crossover episode for now, in and outside of this same public broadcasting network on Wakfu's final season for France Televisions.

As reported exclusively between AnimeTVFrance news bureau (via The X Network) and Ankama News (also via the press release division of Wakfu), we do know that the new episodes to be aired back-2-back on primetime until early mid-March 2024.

With this, you can catch LIVE new episodes of the final 4th Season of Wakfu, premieres February 9th, 2024 at 1:30pm Eastern / 12:30pm Central (in the United States) / 7:30pm in France -- only on France 4's Okoo programming block and streaming LIVE via the France TV website, Animation Digital Network (ADN) and on the Okoo app for Google Play and Apple App Stores in France.

PHOTO COURTESY: Ankama Animations

SOURCE: *https://www.francetvpro.fr/contenu-de-presse/64569626 [Referenced Event Listings via FranceTVPro] *https://www.youtube.com/@malec3821 [Referenced YT Home Page via Malec] *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angoul%C3%AAme_International_Comics_Festival *https://www.francetvpro.fr/contenu-de-presse/64684101 [Referenced PR News Article via FranceTVPro] *https://twitter.com/Totankama/status/1736789152455131477 [Referenced X Network Captioned VIDEO via Totankama] *https://twitter.com/francetvslash/status/1744403591736050165 [Referenced X Network Captioned VIDEO #1 via FranceTVSlash] *https://twitter.com/francetvslash/status/1747280767598641312 [Referenced X Network Captioned VIDEO #2f via FranceTVSlash] *https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toowam *https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/LoliRock *https://www.banijaykidsandfamily.com/shows/lolirock/ [Referenced Show Biography via Banijay Kids and Family website] *https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saison_4_de_Wakfu *https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wakfu_(s%C3%A9rie_t%C3%A9l%C3%A9vis%C3%A9e_d%27animation) *https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HjWsaz7gxI4 [Referenced YT VIDEO via Kass Koui] *https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_7yLJQZ6JA [Referenced Classic YT Video via Generation TV_FR] *https://twitter.com/francetvpro/status/1750584660021666155 [Referenced X Network Captioned PHOTO via FranceTVPro] *https://www.wakfu.com/en/mmorpg/news/announcements/1680321-wakfu-s4-soon-available-viewing [Referenced News Article via Ankama News for Wakfu PR Division] *https://www.france.tv/france-3/wakfu/saison-4/5698308-wakfu-saison-4-des-le-9-fevrier-sur-okoo-et-france-tv.html [Reference News Article via France 3 Info] and *https://twitter.com/animetv_fr/status/1754591809651507421 [Referenced X Network Post via AnimeTVFrance News Bureau]

-- OneNETnews Team

#k5 news fm #entertainment news #roubaix #france #wakfu #season 4 #saison 4 #the final season #cartoon #french #fyp #ankama #awareness #exclusive #first and exclusive #OneNETnews

[gaystayzennie]

What’s Wrong Baby? (Preview)

Felix x gn reader

Summary: Felix wakes up to you moaning in your sleep and decides to do something about it

Smut Warning: Overstimulation, fingering, praise, squirting/ejaculation

12:49 pm

Felix flipped over to his left side unable to sleep. He normally found your softly breathing next to him to be super relaxing, but tonight he just couldn’t get comfortable enough to relax and drift off, and you were partly to blame. You wouldn’t stop tossing and turning, and the noise was keeping Felix awake. Why won’t y/n fucking stay still oh my god He thought to himself.

1:36 am

Felix had drifted off at last. But y/n shifted in their sleep yet again running into Felix in the process. Your body was now pressed firmly against Felix’s causing him to wake up begrudgingly. He turned to face you and wrap his arms around you, pulling you in. He hoped you’d relax into his arms and stay still for the rest of the night. Y/n seemed to have other plans though as they shifted even closer so that he could now feel your breath against his chest. “Felix.” You whispered in your sleep. Felix sighed and stroked your hair knowing you were still half asleep and it was going to be a looong night for him. “Felix!” You said again in a an unmistakeable whiny voice. “Y/n?” He asked, “What’s wrong baby”? He figured you must be having a bad dream, so he continued stroking your hair in an attempt to soothe you…that is until you let out a quiet moan. Felix’s hand froze. Did he hear that correctly? Was his baby moaning in their sleep?

He sat up and looked down at your cute little face all scrunched up while you whined once more with your eyes squeezed shut. Careful not to wake you just yet, he slowly pulled the blanket off your body taking notice of the way you bucked your hips lightly. “Y/n” he whispered. “Wake up baby.” Y/n stayed fast asleep. Growing impatient, Felix decided he couldn’t wait any longer for you. After all, you’d kept him up all night already. Taking matters into his own hands, he scooped you up and began to make his way toward your shared bathroom, earning a frightened yelp from you. Now finally awake, you asked “Felix? What’s going on? Why did you wake me up?”

“Because baby, you’ve been keeping me awake all night. Having nice dreams?” He asked with a smirk, making you blush with embarrassment. “I thought I’d tire you out a little before I put you back to bed.” He gave you a devilish grin before setting you down on the bathroom counter. You were now fully awake and eagerly anticipating whatever it was Felix had in store for you. “Why are we in the bathroom Yongbok?”

“Be patient baby. You’ll see” he said, stepping into the shower and turning it on. He walked back over to you and placed his lips on yours taking your bottom lip into his mouth, causing you to moan once more. Slowly, he made his way down your neck marking you up until he made it to the only article of clothing you wore to bed (his boxers), and tugged them off of you seeing that you were already wet for him after your sex dream and the make out session, and causing his own member to grow making a rather obvious tent. After removing his own boxers, he scooped you up again placing his arm around your waist, and he continued making out with you as he slowly backed into the shower.

To be continued…

#stray kids felix #felix imagines #felix x male reader #skz x reader #skz felix #skz x male reader #felix smut #stray kids felix smut #skz x y/n #felix x y/n #kpop x ftm reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x male reader smut

[yooniesim]

That being said, I am NOT sorry to tianshii88/rentbunny/zhuhaitang/yin-shimo for anything. I still stand by everything that I said about their shipping preferences not being tagged correctly or kept away from unconsenting parties, how they conduct themselves with minors, and how generally creepy I find them as a person. I blocked them partly because they were liking posts calling me a coon and telling me to kill myself, and I think it's very funny they sifted through people simply not liking their extremely high poly count (ignoring all the times they got compliments of course) and an out of context remark not even directed towards them as "receipts" to play the victim. They are not a victim in any capacity and when I have the time to do so I will post everything I have and everything I can find. I was going to let it go and leave them unnamed but I guess they don't want it to be that way. I truly find them unnerving and one of the only people I know on simblr I would worry about the minors here being around. I stand by their ban from my server 100% and I would encourage others to do the same.

In the last few days, I've actually seen more people saying how they were made uncomfortable by tianshi's actions towards them, and if anyone else feels comfortable coming to me with the details, please do so. You got the actual receipts, hell, send them. Especially if you have the ones from his server with the dead dove channel full of 12-15 year olds. I'll add them to the mountain. And I'll censor them and keep you anonymous. I'm not one for callout posts anymore, but honestly, as a victim of CSA myself and someone that was groomed on the internet as a young child, this entire situation has been sending up red flags throughout for me. The flippant attitude, the mocking of survivors, the lack of empathy or accountability, it's all really disturbing. This may be the one time I really just have to force myself through all the shit I've been sent and lay it out like I used to. It's tough and it's triggering as hell and I don't want to. God knows I don't have the mental energy or a lot of time for this shit anymore. But they will not stop attacking me and unrelated people in the server even though I tried my best not to name them or bring them shit, and I think they really think they haven't done a thing wrong ever. They admit to everything yet defend everything, from saying putting a minor in a sexual pose for cc preview is okay because the original mangaka did it first to pretending having a dead dove channel in a server full of minors is okay because it has a simple react role to access... and more near incoherent word salad. Every concern you bring up has a convenient excuse, while they call survivors crybabies and dumbasses for being triggered by their irresponsible and creepy behavior. While they try to invalidate people with legitimate concerns about their creepiness by calling them bullies for bringing up their poly count or trying to frame them as something they're not. And if they think all that is okay, people in the community are going to continue to be harmed by them in the future, and I really don't want that.

When I post it, it'll be appropriately tagged and most likely under a read more so that anyone that doesn't want to see it can avoid it. Sorry guys.

#ceci speaks #nonsims #text #negative #tw csa mention #tw grooming mention #you want to see some real receipts? ill give em to ya baby #i'm staying outta drama but this aint drama #this is dangerous shit #also the fact that this is on the gratitude day lmfaooo crying #sorry everyone but creeps be creepin

[hughungrybear]

Me while watching Last Twilight Ep. 3:

I swear if P'Aof makes me cry (again) in this episode, I might send him my health insurance bills for the things he's doing (done) on my mental health 😂

1. Of course, the scene starts with a promotion of the upcoming merch 😅 I see you, GMMTV. You're making me want them too 😅😅😅😅 Also, Mhok and Day are acting like they are life-long friends now. Day is just adorable. I can see why Mhok has the urge to just scoop him up 🤭🤭🤭

2. To channel @dribs-and-drabbles' energy, I think Mhok's "Fitness Leader" is very apt for this scene as he tries to help Day to improve his other senses in order to enjoy and live his life despite his disability. 😭 Also, I wonder what Mhok saw in Day's phone? 🤔🤔🤔

3. Look at Day, Mum and Night 😭😭😭 Babying him was just doing Day a disservice. Maybe that's why he was so angry during the first episode. <after five seconds> Gods damn. You should have at least let him eat first 😭😭😭

4. Oh, so it was Mhok who broke up with Porjai? Also, I'm not liking the new bf. Why is she the one saving up for the wedding? Where's my girl, Gee (Film) at? 😅

5. Ah, this is what I was talking about last ep. It seems nobody knows aside from Day's family (and Mhok) that he is essentially blind. Why did the family kept it a secret though??? It would mean Day will never be able to show his face to the public. That's just wild. <after five seconds> Oh my gods, I am crying again. Damn you, kind chancellor of Day's uni admissions 😭😭😭

6. Sidenote: I know this series is not based on any existing novel, but damn. Looking for a book in which Day and Mhok are supposed to be the main characters is (as always) so meta of P'Aof 😂 Also, ngl, that's some effective product promotion they got there - even a blind man can smell and taste the difference 😂😂😂

7. Ooof. Mhok is definitely feeling something already 😳 The man is actively blushing. He is probably grateful that Day cannot see him.

8. That's awfully sweet of Mhok to let Day find the book. Also, who the fvck tears off the last page of a book and sells it off to a second-hand shop? And a novel at that??? Heathens. 🤬

9. Ah, I knew Porjai's new bf cannot be trusted. But also, Mhok, you forgot something important. Day is in trouble 😭😭😭 This is like the "incident" all over again.

10. Oh, my god. The hot pink shirt has healing powers 😭😭😭😭 If not for the ridiculousness of that shirt's colour (and Mhok's mustache), I might have cried again 😅😅😅

11. Mum, don't make me hate you. Mhok was the only person who treated Day decently and has not babied him to the extent that he cannot even come down to the dinner table to eat. The fvck. 🤬

12. Wait, Mhok, now that Day is okay, you need to tell Porjai about her two-timing boyfriend. 🤬

I don't get it - why did Day looked so shooked when Mhok said "good night"? Isn't it a standard greeting? Also, based on the preview, Porjai asking Day the right questions 😂😂 And my girl, Gee, confirming to Day that Mhok is indeed "hot" LOL I kennat 😂😂😂

#last twilight the series #last twilight #mhokday #mhok x day #jimmysea #jimmy jitaraphol #sea tawinan

[coredrill]

my apologies to bravern himself but my own committment to the bit is not nearly as powerful as his bc i cannot figure out how to get the number ten into the word bravern [sadface]

ANYWAYS THOUGHTS god i loved this ep............lulu.......bang brave bang bravern is abt loving ppl so damn hard you take the narrative itself into your hands and give them a better ending. when superbia said that basically verbatim i YELLED

thank god this show is only 12 episodes cause i have a feeling they are gonna explain the time travel logic of NONE of this and i am so happy about that LMAO. just do it!!! have fun!!! this is a wow cool robot show i don't care abt the paradoxes or whatever i'm having a good time lmao. i mean i'm not opposed to them explaining it but it would def melt my brain. also i feel like if it ran past 12 eps it probably would've gone for a more monster-of-the-week situation at parts and also the ~mystery~ of bravern himself would've gotten pretty frustrating so i am just. rly loving the pacing overall tbh

isami is so fucking funny. he's trying SO hard to live in an ultraserious narrative but everyone else is chomping at the bit to get on with their unhinged looney tunes antics INCLUDING THE CAMERA ITSELF. like we don't know much abt him as a protagonist but i really do adore him on the whole. peak fiction fr fr

in the uncensored theater of masami obari's mind in which this show ends with a smith/isami wedding i think that one dude (googles) Thomas J. Plumman would be the officiant cause why else is he witnessing the boxing match AND isami fucking SNIFFING THE SHIRT??????? true allyship i suppose LMFAO

on perhaps the only serious note of this whole post i am thinkign SO hard abt how like. even in the Bad Ending Timeline, isami and smith/bravern still achieved their goal! like. the world was saved! it looked fairly peaceful! the deathdrives (minus superbia but he was just kinda chillin) were gone! they'd done their job and that wasn't enough! and i am ALSO thinkin abt bad-ending-bravern's last words being abt the curry he ate while human.........i mentioned this already but i think my prediction is leaning slightly more "human smith comes back somehow" after this ep. i still think it could work with whatever route they go tbh, but those factors plus ofc bravern saying "there are things that ONLY YOU HUMAN SMITH can do for isami" are making me think that we gotta like. Get Smith Outta There or something ("you have been saying this since like ep4" AND I HAVE NOT BEEN PROVEN WRONG YET!!!! [is immediately proven wrong when the preview drops on sunday LMFAO]) i DO wonder what would happen to bravern himself in this scenario however because he is a funny guy and i do not wanna lose him either :[ but tbh i'm just excited for the ride that the final two eps will deliver :]

#a: bravern #bravern spoilers #t.bbbb

[uptoolateart]

Where We Find Ourselves Again - Ch 12

PREVIEW:

Chloe eased down onto her sofa, legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. She scrolled through the camera roll on her phone, smiling at the latest impromptu ‘photoshoot’ of her daughter.

Izabel was easily the best thing to happen to her – her greatest achievement. Those gorgeous dark eyes inherited from her father. That luscious hair inherited from Chloe. And the way she posed…. It was like a second instinct – incredible, bearing in mind she’d never even met her grandmother Audrey. It was like fashion was in the blood.

It was time for another major upload to her social media account, to remind everyone she’d won the Mother jackpot with her Izzy. Frankly, that was the only reason she’d even signed up for this account. Some people latched onto social media to hold onto their pasts like precious antiques. But not her. She had zero interest in keeping up with everyone – practically negative interest. Why move to Rio just to keep doing the same thing she was doing in Paris?

She opened the app, her finger moving for the ‘New Post’ button – when a message notification grabbed her attention. Probably Sabrina, off on her latest charity mission somewhere, sharing another reel of a cat being stupid.

Preparing herself for a good laugh, she tapped the notification and…blinked at the screen.

Lila Rossi?

Good god. She hadn’t thought of her in years. They’d never really been friends. More like…acquaintances drawn together by a mutual dislike of that baker girl. One more thing she’d put behind her when she’d run off with Leo to Brazil – just like she’d put Lila behind her. You couldn’t build connections based on common hatred. You couldn’t build anything on hatred.

But…maybe Lila had learned that, too. After all, they were nearly forty now. Surely no one was still hung up on stuff from when they were in school…right? She probably just got drunk last night and looked her up and sent a totally generic message about…well, how gorgeous Izabel was, of course. What else would anyone message her about, who didn’t know her personally?

So why was her heart pounding…some instinct telling her not to open that message?

‘Ugh. Chloe Cardoso, you are being ridiculous – utterly ridiculous!’ She stabbed at the phone and brought up the message.

Lila: Hey!!! Long time no speak!! Your daughter is GORGEOUS. So I know it’s been FOREVER but I just found out the most INSANE NEWS about Adrien and Marinette. I know, I know, who cares about those losers anymore?? But this is BIG, Chloe. Like…BIG. It changes EVERYTHING.

Read at Ao3

#chloe redemption arc #ml fic #ml au #ml fanfic #adrinette #chloe bourgeois #lila rossi #ml adrien #ml marinette #married adrinette #miraculous fanworks #miraculous ladybug #mlb #ml fandom

[hummingbirdsinjune]

My School President Ep 12 thought dump (there are spoilers)

- The relief that Tinn's mom didn't force him to come out is astronomical. There is a very clear difference in Gun's comfort with his mom, and Tinn's reservation with his own parents. It's so so so important for him to come out on his own terms and a very big step for her to realize that when she saw how nervous he was.

- Tinn's mom forever. I'm actually glad we meet her as his mom in MSP before MLC because I have a feeling we really won't like her in MLC.

- That honest conversation queer youth has about knowing not everyone is accepting. So important coming from Gunn, to support Tinn after Tinn has supported him all this tim

- I don't know if I can watch this because Tiw's faces are too funny

- That's right Tiw take the credit you deserve

- The girlies returned!! Sob they're so cute

- Tinn entering his angry at the world arc in the last episode is wild. Now that he doesn't have Gun's success to focus on, I imagine he's going to dismantle the government.

- not the TANDEM BIKE on god that's the wildest thing in this show

- Tinn really said "you miss 100% of the chances you don't take"

- AH. AH. NSKXKGKSKSIC WHAT.

- Sigh. I hope the stress doesn't last long lmao

- "Sound and I have no secrets" excuse me while I go cry

- Pat lmao right to the point. Por being so dumb. Yo finally using his 1 braincell. I love these kids.

- Gunn's friends 🤝 love, support, and happiness

-;Gun trying to help Tinn like just break my heart already

- oh yes more umbrella gays

- no I don't like crying gun I physically can't handle it

- aww so much of the school being supportive even though it's very weird to take and share photos of people without them saying it's okay but w/e you know for the sake of fiction

- literally stopping every 30 seconds to laugh at Chinzilla cooing over each other

- damn they really called us out about GunTinn or TinnGun lmao (yeah yeah Gun said GunTinn but of course he would. I'll stick with TinnGun)

- Obviously we knew from the preview that the comically bad guidance counselor is actually a close minded, judgemental person but it doesn't stop it from being shocking

- OH MY GOD IT WASNT TINN THROWING HANDS (screaming into the void)

- See this is why I refrained from saying anything bad about Kajorn. He's always been ripe for a character arc.

- Tinn's mom took her development in strides. I've been disappointed in her, and I am very proud of her. She just needed the time to adjust how she was looking

- I will live and die for happy Kajorn he's been uptight this whole series

- hehe SoundWin

- Here I was in my feeling about this being almost over and I'm not actually in part 4 yet lmao

- ep 12 is long AF lmao

- my soul. The TiwPor glances

- did they never get juniors? LOL the music club is doomed

- ayyyye Win get your man yes sir 🤭

- the contrast of kissing in this episode compared to the entire season has me like 😳 y'all I'm GROWN

- aw Pat 😂

- sound just?? Left his guitar?? that HE brought to school instead of a backpack?

- actually not hearing Tinn sing more is a crime

- Tinn's dad is such a dad lmfao

- Tinn 🤝 Tinn's Dad 🤝 The Thunder

- Gun you menace

-GUN

- no official TiwPor 😭

#my school president #my School President spoilers