#Trying to get a picture is soooo hard lol

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the walls are thin | NJM + LJN (M)

Roommate Jeno x fem reader x Roommate Jaemin

Summary: both Jaemin and Jeno have always had a thing for you and were never shy about it either. You always play hard to get, but all of your playing was going to catch up with you sooner or later.

Warnings: sexual content, dubcon themes, porn with little plot, horrifically Jaemin biased (it just happened that way), unprotected sex, kitchen sex, oral (male and fem receiving), degrading, praising, voyeurism, exhibitionism (if you squint), snowballing, mean dom jeno, soft dom Jaemin, literally just filth, proofread but may still contain errors

Word count: 7,4k

A/N: I had a completely different idea for this pairing, but I didn't like here it was going so I completely scrapped it and came up with this. Hope y'all like it it's my first time writing a 3some dynamic so be patient with me lol. Also I wanna try a new picture situation for fics soooo yeah idk if I'll be doing it for long. Probably just for multiple members fics. Pics aren't mine. Feedback is welcomed as always this was long overdue I was supposed to post this days ago

The walls are pretty thin in your apartment, which is why you're so grateful when everyone is gone. You can't escape the constant sounds of your roommates laughing, talking, doing God knows what. You enjoy the peace and quiet, especially at night. The only drawback is that there is virtually no privacy.

You can't count the amount of times both Jeno and Jaemin asked you about conversations you had with people on the phone the night before. It always left you a bit shocked and freaked out. They never told you how much they heard or knew, just that they heard you. And on mornings like this - ones where you wake up groggy from getting yourself off - they never skip a beat to tell you they heard you.

"You're really loud at night you know," Jaemin said, pouring milk in his cereal.

"What are you talking about?" You yawned, covering your mouth with your hand. It's a Saturday, which means you have nothing but time to spare.

"When you're touching yourself. You should do a better job at keeping quiet," Jeno answered as he walked into the kitchen.

"Why were you listening?" Your tone was monotonous, still trying to fully wake up from your sleep. Nothing they said had any impact on you anymore. Their non-stop flirting and crude comments don't make you cringe and squirm like they used to, completely used to whatever games they were constantly trying to play.

"I didn't have a choice," Jaemin said, mouth full of cereal.

"We always have choices in life." You leaned on the edge of the counter, crossing your arms. Jeno brushed his hair back, biceps bulging in his right long sleeve top. It was no secret that even though you kept turning them down, they were eye candy. When you told your friends about them, they wondered how you were going to live with 2 men that looked like they were meant to be male strippers.

It's easy for you, really. Just get to know them. Getting to know people always helps get rid of the initial attraction, and they definitely made it easy. Except it came back 10 times stronger. And you really didn't mean for it to happen really, it just happened, and you're annoyed that it happened. But is it really your fault?

"Just how you made a choice to come out completely naked," Jeno questioned, looking you up and down.

"I'm wearing a tank top and shorts. Be serious." You rolled your eyes, pushing yourself off the counter. You turned around, reaching up to get a bowl only to be pressed against the counter again

"Let me help you out," Jeno said in your ear. He pressed himself against you, pushing his bulge into your ass. Jeno grabbed the bowl out of your hand, setting it down in front of you with the sweetest smile. "And I meant in other ways that don't involve getting bowls from cabinets."

Jeno backed away from you, and for the first time you can confidently say you didn't want him to move. But he'll never know that. Neither of them will ever know the effect they have on you for as long as you're in the same household. But sometimes you really wonder if it's worth it, not letting them touch you in the ways you want. Not letting them do whatever they wanted whenever they wanted. It didn't really matter anyways, they're just 2 people out of the 8 billion on the planet.

"You are so spoiled you know that."

You jump, surprised at the sound of Jaemin's voice near your ear. You forgot he was still in the kitchen being lost in thought about Jeno's body pressed against yours. "What do you mean by that?"

"You have 2 guys constantly trying to fuck you, and you keep refusing," he says, chuckling softly. "It's honestly annoying."

You rolled your eyes pouring cereal in your bowl. "Then stop. I keep refusing and you keep coming back."

"But I like the chase."

You turned around, immediately being faced with Jaemin's eyes being directly on your tits. His gaze made you feel small sometimes, always looking at you like you were a piece of meat. But you liked the way he looked at you. They way his gaze would linger, never shy to tell you exactly what he wanted with no words.

"All men like chasing," you replied, pouring the milk in your bowl.

"Not as much as me. When I catch you, you'll be wishing I didn't," he mumbled.

"You're funny."

"I've been told. And I tend to laugh women right out of their clothes." His witty responses never fail to amaze you. He always had a response for everything, never speechless although sometimes you wish he was.

You turned around, leaning on the counter as you shoved a spoon full of cereal in your mouth. "You know," you started, "sometimes I wish the 2 of you were man enough to do something."

Jaemin raised his brow, crossing his arms. "Is that some kind of challenge?"

"No, just a thought. I'm going to my room." You walked out the kitchen and down the tiny hallway, already hearing Jeno's music through the walls. You wish you weren't so evil, but there would be no fun in your life. Because as much as you tell them to stop, you just want them to keep telling you over and over again how much they want it, how much they need you.

"If you ever need help, remember I'm next door," Jaemin called out behind you.

"Never gonna happen."

-

"Fuck, come on!"

You've been playing video games since your conversation with Jaemin ended, and honestly you wish you hadn't even started. You've been doing nothing but yelling at your screen and pounding your desk. And you just so happened to get knocked out again.

"I can't take this shit anymore," you groaned, cradling your head in your arms. Just as you were about to throw your headset off, you heard a knock on your door. "Come in."

Jaemin walked in, face puffy like he just woke up from a nap. But you couldn't even keep looking at his face, not when he was wearing that one shirt that made him look bigger than he already was. And- oh. He wasn't wearing anything under his basketball shorts, was he?

"You're too loud." His voice was deep and groggy, the sound of it going straight to your core.

"Sorry. This game is just-"

"Annoying? I've heard you say that millions of times already. Just stop playing it." Jaemin leaned on your door frame, shaking his hair from his face. It was taking everything in you to not say what you wanted to. He's attractive and he knows it. He knows what he does to you and it drives you insane. "Just keep it down okay?" Jaemin turns on his heels, walking out of your room, door knob in his hand.

"I'll try. You know how I get when I'm stressed."

Stressed. That was all he heard. "You're stressed?"

"Yeah, just a little," you admit.

"Let me help you," he said, coming back into your room.

You turned around in your chair, raising your brow at his statement. "And how would you do that?"

Jaemin walked up to you, looking down at you with sleepy and lustful eyes. Silence filling the space between you. He needed you, even when he felt like he was gonna pass out. And he would take any chance to get you, only if you would let him. "Let me give you the best head in your life."

The request shouldn't have turned you on as much as it did, but the slight twitch of your right leg whenever you were turned on would always betray you. You scanned his face, eyes moving down his body. "Are you hard?"

"Yeah," he answered honestly. "But you don't have to do anything. I promise."

"I wasn't planning on it," you answered, turning around.

"You still didn't answer my question."

"You didn't ask me a question."

"Can I please eat you out," Jaemin repeated as if he was sounding out a word. You could hear the smile in his voice, knowing that if you turned back around, he would be looking at you with that shit eating grin he always does to get his way.

"I doubt you could find the clit, let alone make me cum."

Jaemin snickered at your statement, turning your chair around to face him. "Wanna bet?"

"I'm not letting you anywhere near her, especially not when Jeno's in the other room," you deny.

"Jeno would sleep through a war if he could. I think we'll be okay."

Jaemin smiled to himself watching you turn your chair back around to face your monitor.

"You know that's a lie, and I said what I said." You felt a small piece of you die inside when Jaemin crawled under your desk, face directly in between your legs. He couldn't help himself, and he knew there would only be so many times you pushed him away. But you're so predictable, it's almost funny. You love his sleepy voice and his puffy face, and the only reason he knows this is because you can't speak quietly on the phone.

He would listen to your conversations, listen to the way you talked about him, the things you said about him to your friends. He knows you're two faced, telling him one thing and saying another to other people. Jaemin doesn't know if it's a mistake, especially because you out of all people know how thin the walls are, but he doesn't care.

Jaemin pushed your legs open, half lidded eyes staring at your clothed cunt. "I swear you wore these just to provoke me," he mumbled.

"J-Jaemin wait.." you were completely overwhelmed, a little taken back with how fast things were moving. But the way his hands traveled from your legs to your ass was almost enough to make you forget the kind of game you were playing with him.

Jaemin pulled you closer to him, hands gripping you as he buried his face between your legs. "God, you smell so fucking good," he said, inhaling deeply. "I bet you taste even better."

At this point, you were sure Jeno could hear every word coming out his mouth. It shouldn't have turned you on so much, but it did. Was he listening? Is he jealous, mad it's Jaemin who got to you first? Was he touching himself to the thought of you? You wanted to see. You wanted to hear him. You wanted-

"Stop thinking about him." He practically growled.

You gulped, brows shooting to your forehead. "W-what?"

"I know you're wondering if he's really sleeping, if he can hear you." Jaemin's nose nudged on your clothed bud making you gasp softly. "You don't have to wonder. These walls are paper thin."

You didn't protest when he pulled your shorts and panties to your ankles, brian too preoccupied with the fact that you were about to get eaten out after a long time. But even in these circumstances, you couldn't pause your shit talking. "Still don't think you can make me cum."

Jaemin let out a soft chuckle. He didn't answer you or say anything, just pulled you to the edge of your seat and attached his mouth to your core like a moth to a flame. His tongue moved slowly at first, lapping at all your arousal. His nose nudged against your clit, making you shudder as you let out a soft sigh. But you can't give him the satisfaction yet, so you hold it back. You don't look down at him, you do anything to distract yourself from the man between your legs.

Jaemin doesn't care about your attempts to ignore him, all he cares about is proving you wrong like he always does. His thumbs massage the insides of your thighs as he grips your legs tight savoring every feel of the soft flesh. The speed of Jaemin’s tongue quickened as his eyes trailed up your body, his nose continuously nudging your clit. He can hear how much you're trying to stifle your moans not wanting him to know how much you like it.

"Let me hear you."

You kept your mouth closed, biting your lip hard as he continued licking at you. But when he directed his attention to your clit, a reluctant whine escaped your lips. You could feel Jaemin smile against your skin, knowing that you already lost the game you were trying so hard to win. You peeked under your desk for a millisecond only to make direct eye contact with him as he sucked your clit softly. He sucked harder, making you roll your eyes back at the sudden sensation.

"It feels good, doesn't it?"

You still didn't answer, closing your eyes to avoid meeting his own. Jaemin flicked his tongue against you faster than before. You were way too sensitive at this point, every movement he made pulling you closer and closer to an orgasm. But you couldn't cum just yet, not when that was the only thing you were fighting to not do. But god, it just felt so good, too good.

"If you're gonna ignore me, I'm gonna stop," he said.

"N-no." That was the first thing you said in a while. You couldn't believe it, but you needed him to keep going. You wanted him to keep going. Haven't felt the touch of a man in months, this felt like heaven.

"Then say it," he said.

"Say what?"

"What do you want me to do?

"Keep..eating me out.. obviously."

Jaemin chuckled, running his fingertips along your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "I'm already doing that. Tell me what you want me to do Y/N."

His tone was softer, less demanding than before. And now you knew what he was getting at. You knew what he wanted you to say, but you didn't want to give into him too easily. But you needed this so bad. "Make me cum," you answer quietly, voice trembling slightly.

"Say that again. I don't think Jeno heard you clear enough," he teased. You shook your head, refusing to speak. He placed a kiss on your clit, laughing softly when you let out a small sigh. "Are you a good girl?"

Reluctantly, you nodded your head, heat rushing to your face.

"Then say it again."

"Make me cum."

"Of course. Anything for you." Jaemin went at you like a starved man, licking and sucking and kissing every part of you, not leaving a single area untouched. You couldn't force yourself to stay quiet, not when only his tongue was working such wonders on you. Your hands naturally made their way to his hair, pushing it back to see his face better. Jaemin's eyes stared right into yours, eyes blown with lust.

"J-Jaemin," you whimpered softly as he flicked his tongue fast on your sensitive bud. He moaned, licking and slurping up your arousal while pulling your body closer to his. At this point, your hips were starting to fall off the edge of the seat. "I-I'm gonna fall, Jaemin."

Jaemin swiftly adjusted you on your seat, mouth never leaving you. He looked up at you, lids low. The sounds filing the room were sinful, the slurping sounds coupled with both of your moans making your head spin. Your hands tugged at his hair softly at every movement of his tongue.

"I bet you need something in you, don't you?" Jaemin's voice went from your ears right to your cunt. He smiled to himself watching you squeeze around nothing, desperate for anything. "How do my fingers sound?"

"Good Jaemin, fuck," you sighed, almost a little too quickly.

"Someone's a little excited," he laughed. "A little too excited for someone who told me I couldn't make her cum."

Jaemin lined two fingers up, pushing them into you slowly. You could almost cry at the feeling, so sensitive anything could send you over the edge. "M-more," you begged.

Jaemin raised a brow, wicked smile on his lips. "You want another one?"

"Please.."

Jaemin added a third finger, pumping them slowly. Sometimes, he's grateful that he loves giving pleasure, especially because of moments like this. You were so pretty above him, moaning out his name and practically melting in front of him. Your hard, stubborn exterior practically shattered as soon as he put his hands on you. It's funny how fast he got you to beg for him even though he knew how bad you wanted it already.

Jaemin licked at your clit while pumping his fingers inside you with a mission, a look of pure bliss spread over your face. "You're so pretty," he breathed out. "I always thought you were pretty."

You couldn't say anything, especially not when he started to finger you faster and his tongue slowed, arousal leaking all over your gaming chair. Your moans and whimpers started to grow in volume. There was no way you could stay quiet enough for Jeno not to hear now. Jaemin sucked your clit hard, making you groan loudly, tugging at his hair. "Jaemin you're gonna make me cum," you whimpered.

"I thought I couldn't." He pumped his fingers in and out quicker, grinning as you came closer and closer. "Maybe I should stop."

"J-Jaemin do not f-fuckin stop." You're brows knit, breath increasing every time he pumped his fingers in and out of you. A tight ball formed in your stomach, muscles beginning to tense under his touch. Jaemin gave your clit one hard lick, making you fall apart instantly. You came on his fingers, clenching on them tightly as you let out a shaky moan.

"That's it, let it out," he cooed. "You did so well for me Y/N."

Jaemin took his fingers out of you, sucking them while staring into your eyes. Your hazy expression was making him go crazy, and he knew he shouldn't keep going but he really couldn't help himself.

Jaemin threw your legs over his shoulders, latching his arms over them before you could move away. "This will be quick okay."

You whined when his tongue came in contact with you again, wiggling its way in your core. Jaemin moaned softly, tasting your cum on his tongue. Your weak pushes at his head were cute, so cute that he had to keep going.

"Jaemin please," you whined,"I..I can't.."

He kept staring at you, not intending to move away or stop. "Be a good girl and cum for me." His tongue was attacking your clit at this point, moving over the bud too fast for you to keep up. Jaemin's grip was so strong you couldn't even squirm away from the chair if you wanted to. He sucked hard, the feeling shooting through your body making your hands and legs weak.

Your body trembled when you came again, soft cries of curses spilling from your lips. And Jaemin still didn't stop. He licked up every single drop, not wanting to waste a bit. He didn't know when you were going to let him do this again even though he knew you would come back to him eventually. At this point, he was pretty sure he was addicted to the taste of you, scent of you, just you.

Jaemin finally loosened the grip on your legs, letting them fall off his shoulders. The both of you were breathing heavily since the adrenaline was still rushing. He didn't say anything and neither did you even when he came from under the table. Jaemin stood up, large figure looking over you as you tried to catch your breath.

"I'm going in my room," he said,"I'll..see you later."

You let him leave, not saying a word as you slumped in your seat. You were never going to live this moment down, letting him go down on you like that. And practically control you. And now that he's away, you're going to have to be tortured with hearing him touch himself in the next room over.

But all you could really say at the moment was that it in fact was the best head of your life.

It'd been 3 days since Jaemin completely overpowered you, beating you at your own game. And being forced to watch him go on with his day like nothing happened was driving you crazy, especially when he kept dropping little references of the events.

What's even worse is Jeno pretending he didn't hear anything. Pretending you weren't practically screaming Jaemin's name 3 days ago. But he did keep staring at you and you couldn't tell what he was thinking. You never could. Jeno was always good at hiding it until he wanted you to know.

And now you're alone in your apartment with him while Jaemin is at work for the night. The last thing you wanted to be was alone with Jeno, especially when he was in a bad mood like now.

You walked into the kitchen wanting to get something to eat without disturbance, but Jeno was already there. You looked at him, body leaning against the counter with his head in his hand. You and Jeno hadn't really had an actual conversation in 3 days. You were a bit afraid of him saying something that would remind you of the sinful things that took place in your room.

You walked past him, not really paying him any mind, but you could still feel his eyes on your back. And just as you were about to reach into the cabinet, he said something you were definitely not expecting.

"You're such a bitch."

You turned around, brow raised so high it could probably hit the roof. "I'm a what now?"

"You're a bitch," he repeated. Jeno looked at you with a straight face. There was nothing in his body language that suggested that he was doing this to mess with you. He was dead serious.

You squint your eyes, scoffing at his words. "Don't call me a bitch."

Jeno gave you a dry laugh, taking his hand from his face. "You don't think it's bitchy to have sex with your roommate when your other roommate was in the other room?"

"Are you mad it wasn't you," you snapped. You watched as Jeno lifted his body off the counter and walked to you slowly. He placed his arm beside your body, leaning close over yours, a dark smirk written across his face.

"I'm just surprised you gave into him so easily seeing that you deny me all the time." He couldn't keep eye contact with you, especially not when you were in the kitchen in nothing but leggings and that goddamn tank top. The white one you constantly wore with nothing underneath. You knew exactly what you were doing, and that's something Jeno always found attractive about you.

"My eyes are up here," you said, lifting his chin to look at you.

Jeno clicked his tongue annoyed. "You always try to put on this tough act, and it's really annoying."

"Can't be as annoying as this conversation."

"Then walk away, unless you wanna keep having this conversation," he said. You hesitated to move, making Jeno laugh. He pulled you back, pushing you on the counter.

"I was walking away," you said, trying to sound completely unphased when you were completely turned on by it.

"You just love playing hard to get, don't you," he mumbled, leaning into your neck. "You love it when we chase. Don't lie." You didn't speak, you just let him kiss your neck softly. He pressed his body against yours, parting your legs with his knee. Jeno wraps a hand around your neck, chuckling softly when your breath hitches. "I can't believe I was letting you walk around here like this without touching you," he mumbled.

Jenos other hand made its way to your ass, groping you roughly. He watched your face, taking in the slight pleasure you felt being at his mercy. Jeno tightened the hold on your neck slightly, earning a soft gasp from you.

"If you're gonna do something, do it," you grumbled.

"What if I wanna take my time with you hm? I bet you'd like that. I mean, you did 3 days ago," he teased. Jeno moved his hand from your ass to between your legs, rubbing you through your leggings. His brow arched at the sticky wet sensation covering his fingers through the fabric. "You aren't even wearing panties. It's like you came in here with the intention of me fucking you."

With one quick movement, Jeno's hand was in your leggings, rubbing you in circles slowly. "It's just funny that you're so quiet now. Make all those pretty noises you made for pretty boy." Jeno pressed his fingers harder into you. He watched as you began to lose yourself with that sweet sinister smile of his. You didn't stop him when he pulled your tank top up, immediately groping your left breast. "God I love these pretty tits."

Your panting was only getting faster, his hand on your clit rubbing you faster while fondling your breast, you could barely hear anything he was saying. You were gonna cum quick, all you needed was a little more and-

"I think I'll stop here. You seem to be enjoying yourself too much."

It's embarrassing how fast you stopped him from pulling his hand out your pants, forcing it back down to where it was before. "Jeno, please don't play around," you pleaded.

He snickered at your pleading, fingers immediately making their way back between your legs. Jeno slowly pushed two inside you, a shaky moan leaving your mouth. He pumped his fingers in you, kissing your lips softly. Having no idea what to do with your hands, you held onto his arms, biceps flexing in your hands. "Jeno," you moaned softly.

"You liked that hm," he said in your ear. "You like it when I touch you like this?"

"Y-yeah."

He fingered you faster, the palm of his hand stimulating your clit at the same time. You held onto his arms tighter, closing your eyes as you let your head fall on his shoulder. The moans and whimpers fell through your lips so easily under his touch. Between his hand on your chest and the one in your pants you could barely concentrate on your surroundings.

So when Jaemin suddenly opened the door when he was supposed to get home three hours from now, startled couldn't even begin to describe how you felt. He stopped dead in his tracks, staring at your panicked face. Jeno kept going, not giving a single fuck of who just came in the apartment. But even though you were startled, no matter how compromising the position you were in was, it still managed to turn you on even more.

"Jesus, you're a slut aren't you," Jeno teased. "You love the fact that he came in here unannounced with my fingers in your pussy?"

You shook your head, burying your face in his neck. "S-shut up."

"Are we gonna do this now," Jaemin asked, finally breaking his silence.

You looked over at him, confusion and pleasure on your face. "Do what?"

"I guess we can. But I need her to cum first." Jeno and Jaemin were talking like you weren't even there, saying things you didn't even understand. But every time you thought to ask questions, a moan left your lips, making you squeeze his arm again. "Cum Y/N," he said in your ear lowly. "Cum for me."

Your legs are weak, the only thing holding your body up is Jeno's hand under you. He moves his hand faster, palm rubbing your clit harder. "S-shit.." You came hard, grasping his biceps for dear life before you fell into Jeno’s shoulder.

"I'll never get enough of that face," Jaemin mumbled, teeth toying with his lip as he watched you.

Jeno pulled his hand from your leggings, sticking his fingers in your mouth almost immediately. "Suck."

And you did, swirling your tongue around the digits like you were gonna get a grade for it. Jeno watched you, his usual smirk spreading on his face.

"Fuck, I can't watch this anymore." Jaemin walked over to both of you. Jeno moved out of the way, letting Jaemin pick you up and throw your body over his shoulder.

"Wait, what are you guys doing," you panic.

"Don't play dumb you know exactly what's going on," Jeno answered. They walked to your room, practically kicking the door open. You let out a tiny scream when Jaemin dropped you on your bed with no warning, looking at them completely lost.

"You're so cute, like a lost puppy," Jaemin said. He took his hoodie off, having nothing underneath it. Jeno made quick work of his own shirt, throwing it elsewhere in the room. "Are you gonna be good for us?"

"I-I.." you were in complete shock. This was something you fantasized about for way too long, touching yourself to the thought of both of them taking care of you at the same time. You craved it way more than they would ever know. But everything was happening way too fast. So when Jaemin pushed you down on bed, pulling your leggings off, it was like whiplash. Jeno took your tank off quickly, throwing it in a random place.

Jaemin sat himself behind you, leaning on your head board as he pulled your body to him. Your back was pressed against his chest as he wrapped his big arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. "You're so beautiful," he mumbled. He kissed your neck slowly while Jeno laid between your legs, mouth already attaching to your core.

You let out a small gasp as the feeling of Jeno’s mouth and the feeling of Jaemin's hands on your chest clouded your senses. Jeno ate you out like it was his last meal ever, not giving you enough time to recover from the prior activities in the kitchen. His tongue ravaged you, moans and groans sending vibrations to your clit like crazy. And Jaemin's constant kissing and humming against your skin was not making it better.

"You know I'm kind of a pervert," Jaemin whispered, a small smile on his lips. You were leaning on him, your head falling back on to his shoulder as Jeno worked his tongue on you. Jaemin stared down at the sight between your legs, eyelids getting heavy with lust watching the show in front of him. "I like to watch."

His fingers tweaked and pinched at your nipples, unholy noises spilling from your lips easily. He was growing harder and harder, his bulge rubbing on your ass. "Doesn't it feel good," he whispered in your ear. His soft voice sent butterflies to your stomach, a trembling breath unintentionally making its way out.

"Y-yeah."

"Tell him it feels good." Jaemin rolled your nipples in his fingers making you grip your blanket.

"I-it feels good Jeno," you moaned softly.

"Good girl. You're always so good for me." Jeno hooked his arms around your legs, tugging your body a little lower. Jaemin snickered at your surprised expression, hands still working on your chest. "God you're so cute."

Jeno's tongue moved faster, groaning softly against you constantly. You bit your lip starting to grind on his tongue. Your constant moans filled the room, every single sense becoming heightened when you feel yourself starting to approach your orgasm.

Jaemin tilted your head to him, kissing you messily. His tongue invaded your mouth, dancing with yours as Jeno kept going. He knew you were close, he could tell by the way your breathing was picking up and your trembling hands on the blanket. "You're close, aren't you baby," he mumbled on your lips.

You nodded fast, brows knitting when Jeno sucked your clit hard. Jaemin watched your face as your eyes rolled back and body tense at the sensation.

"Look at me when you cum okay?"

"O-oh my god," you moaned loudly. Your hand shot up to his wrist, squeezing it tightly as your body tense up even more. You couldn’t stop yourself, grinding on Jeno's tongue even harder as you came.

"That's it baby, keep looking at me with those pretty eyes." Jaemin kissed you, biting your lip softly as you moaned into his mouth. His hands left your chest, rubbing them down your naked body.

Jeno stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. You always knew he had the body of a Greek god but goodness, it didn't hit you hard until now. Jeno tugged his sweats and boxers off, letting his length spring free. He was big, bigger than you thought. You've felt him through his pants many times on the occasions that he slipped behind you or something. But Jesus, it's nothing like seeing the real thing.

"Face down, ass up," Jeno ordered.

Clumsily, you pulled your body out of Jaemin's arms and flipped yourself over. Trying to get yourself on your knees, you slipped, face falling directly into Jaemin's lap. Jaemin gave you a soft chuckle, hand patting your head as you fixed yourself.

"Where's your condoms," Jeno asked.

"Fuck all of that. I need you Jeno," you whined. You subconsciously wiggled your hips, begging for him to take you right there. You've never been so needy for something in your life, but he managed to bring it out of you.

"You need me?" His tone was condescending and mean, but he had that sweet smile on his face. "How bad do you need me?" He took his length, guiding it up and down your slit.

"Real bad," you breathed out, pushing more against him. "So bad, I could die right now."

"You always had a way with words," he mumbled. Jeno pushed his tip into you slowly, making you smile at the stretch. His brows furrowed as he pushed the rest of himself in you, feeling you squeeze tightly around him.

"Fuck you're so big," you whined softly.

Jeno rocked his hips into you, every movement making you moan softly. Your head was between Jaemin's lap as he watched the other male fuck you from behind. You looked up, feeling a small tap on your head. Jaemin was looking down at you with a smirk on his face.

"You didn't think I was gonna let you and Jeno have all the fun did you?"

Lifting yourself on your elbows, moans and whines falling from your mouth as you pull Jaemin out his sweats. He was just a s big as Jeno, and he knew it. The way he was looking down at you, he knew you would have a hard time. Little did he know you liked having a hard time.

"Spit on it."

His words made you clench around Jeno, making the man behind you groan softly. You did as you were told, letting a ball of saliva fall from your lips onto his tip.

"You listen so well," Jaemin praised.

You were so fucked out of your mind at this point, you wanted nothing but to be praised by him. You licked around his tip, looking up at him for his approval with begging eyes. You sunk your head down more, getting more of him into your mouth, sucking him softly. Your brows furrowed, moaning on his length as Jeno started to speed up his thrust. Jaemin could happily die right here, one of his biggest fantasies unraveling in a way he never imagined. And you were just so open to letting him use you, to letting Jeno use you.

His lids hung low, soft moans and pants leaving his lips as you bobbed your head following Jeno's rhythm. "We should've done this ages ago," Jaemin mumbled, fingers running through your hair. He grasped it hard, following your movements with his hand, but if you kept going, he was surely going to cum in your mouth. Jaemin pulled you off of him slowly, knitting his brows at the loss of your mouth. "You're way too good at that," he huffed out.

Jeno's low grunts mixed with your moans and whimpers made Jaemin grow harder and harder every second. Jeno pounded into you, the sound of skin slapping filling the room.

"You love this don't you," Jeno breathed.

"Yeah." Your voice was shaky, about to break at any moment.

"All it took was my fingers to break you. God, you're a slut."

You needed more, and you couldn't take the sight of Jaemin sitting in front of you, hard length sitting there untouched. Jaemin's eyes shot to you as you took him in your mouth, immediately bobbing your head. "You really..must want me to cum in your mouth."

You pulled off of him, a string of spit connecting your mouth and his tip. "Y-yeah," you moaned. "Use me."

There was something in Jaemin's eyes that changed. Without a word he gasped as he pushed himself back into your mouth. You opened your mouth as far as you could letting him fuck your mouth like you were his own personal fleshlight. Your eyes were screwed shut, the impact of Jeno inside you and Jaemin constantly hitting the back of your throat sending you into a sensory overload. You were so sensitive, everything was starting to hurt, but it hurt so good.

You gagged, tears immediately gathering in your water line. Jaemin pulled you off him, breathing heavily seeing you caught and moaning at Jeno's movements. Spit was dribbling down your chin, but it's not like you could've known anyway. Not when Jeno was fucking you like he wanted to get you pregnant. You wouldn't mind it honestly, and you know he wouldn't either.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Jeno grunted through his teeth. He lifted his knee, one foot laying flat on the mattress to get a better angle. "Gonna cum deep inside this pretty pussy."

At this point you were sure you weren't going to be able to walk the next day or the day after that. You felt your body becoming tense, a tight ball forming in your stomach. "J-Jeno, I'm gonna cum," you whimpered loudly.

"Open your mouth."

Jaemin's voice startled you for a second, completely overtaken with the feeling of Jeno. You glanced down seeing Jaemin stroke himself fast. He looked so pretty when he was about to cum. The sweat glistened on his forehead, mouth hanging open, pretty pink cock pulsing in his hand. You opened your mouth, panting loudly feeling yourself come closer and closer to your orgasm.

And just as Jaemin came, letting the thick ropes of cum hit your tongue and face all over, so did you, squeezing tightly around Jeno like you were holding him in for dear life. Loud moans and whimpers bounced off the walls while your hands gripped your blanket so tight it hurt. But Jeno wouldn't stop, not until he came deep in you.

"How does a mini me running around here sound," he chuckled darkly.

"Good, so fucking good." You were delirious. You didn't even know what you were agreeing to at this point, not until he gripped your hips hard and painted your insides white. The panic didn't set in until 2 seconds later, your brows knitting in worry, but you also felt yourself liking it. You liked that he didn't pull out, and it felt so good. Like he owned you.

Your body slumped as Jeno pulled out of you, breathing heavily into your arms. You shuddered, feeling him push his seed back into you as it fell down your thighs.

Jaemin couldn't wait for you to catch your breath, getting up when Jeno moved off the bed behind you. Jaemin took your body, flipping you into your back with one quick movement.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," he said, stripping completely naked in front of you.

You couldn't even speak, your throat was too sore to say anything and your brain was completely fried. Jaemin lifted your legs, spreading them gently.

"I'm not like him," he said, tone sweeter than you expected. "I won’t fuck you so rough." His eyes scanned your body, going from your cum covered face to your pretty chest, to your cunt. "But I will make you scream my name."

Jaemin lined his length with your core, pushing himself in you in one swift motion. You held your legs up, staring at where the both of you met. When Jaemin started thrusting into you, you couldn’t keep your voice down. Every movement he made felt like heaven. The raspy whimpers that left your mouth were music to his ears - it made him want to fuck you till your couldn't even remember your name.

"You're so good for me," he breathed, smiling when you nodded fast.

You looked beside you, seeing Jeno watch the both of you, touching himself. "Come here," you breathed.

Jeno bit his lip softly, doing what you said. You moved his hand, replacing it with your own as you lifted your head, wrapping your lips around his cock. You looked up at him, batting your lashes as you sucked him off. Jeno can't remember a time where he was turned on this much in his life. You were just so good, so weak, so careful even when you were being fucked way past your limit.

"She's still so tight after you fucked her open." Jaemin snapped his hips into you hard, making you groan loudly around Jeno. "What a fucking slut."

Jeno chuckled darkly looking at your desperate soft expression. It was funny to him, how you still managed to look cute and innocent with a dick in your mouth and cum on your face.

Tears pricked in the corners of your eyes as they both rocked into you at different yet quick paces, causing your mind to spin miles a minute. “God she’s so fucking good for us, taking both our cocks so well. You feel good baby?”

Jeno’s words caused you to shake in pleasure, moaning around him in response. There was no way you’d ever be able to feel this good with anyone else. You didn’t just feel good, you felt fucking euphoric.

“Fuck Y/N I’m so close” you let out a muffed cry as Jaemin’s hand found it’s way to your sensitive clit. Rolling and pinching it between his fingers. The desperation in Jaemin’s voice paired with your over sensitive body from your first orgasm created a whole new level of pleasure. You were close…And they both knew it.

The way you tightened around Jaemin and the high pitched moans breaking past your cock stuffed mouth was a dead giveaway. “Are you going to come for us again Y/N? Is being double stuffed making you feel good?” Something about the tone of Jeno’s voice was just what you needed to be sent over the edge.

Your orgasm shook through you in waves. “F-fuck I’m cumming Y/N. Take it well baby.” Jaemin rocked into you before stilling his hips. Shooting his seed deep into you with breathy groans.

Not being too far behind Jeno’s pace became sloppy. Once a consistent quick pace he now fucked your mouth with unsteady thrusts. Jeno held your head in place as he came in your mouth making sure you took every single drop he had to give. Once he was done he slowly pulled himself out of your mouth.

Jaemin pulled out of your pussy causing you to clench at the sudden loss of him. Suddenly your mind felt as if it was on autopilot. As you felt his cum leak out of your hole you pulled Jeno down into a heated kiss feeling him groan from the taste of him on your tongue. “Oh? Forgetting all about me now?”

Jaemin pouted as you pulled away from Jaemin weakly reaching out to the man. Smiling he leaned down kissing you passionately. “Did you have fun Y/N?” Not having too much energy left you nodded leaning your head onto his shoulder. “Cmon Y/N let’s get you cleaned up.”

The three of you would definitely need to have a conversation later about their little ambush but for now you think I’d be okay to let it slide.

#nct #nct u #nct fanfic #nct dream #nct smut #nct x reader #nct oneshot #nct scenarios #jaemin #jeno #jaemin oneshot #jaemin smut #jaemin imagines #jeno fanfic #jeno scenarios #jeno smut

[lovingseventeen]

matchy-matchy with seventeen

a/n: me in my single era pt 2093520395 and here’s me projecting just a little bit yk. also i tried really hard to make these creative i hope it went well

seungcheol: jackets

✧ specifically varsity jackets or those racing jackets

✧ maybe not exactly the same, maybe it’s the same style of jacket but in different, but complementary colors

✧ absolutely loves knowing that it’s so easy to tell that the two of you are a couple when you walk together

✧ his lock screen is a mirror picture of the two of you :’)

jeonghan: hair accessories

✧ matching hair accessories oh myyy

✧ it could be in simple barrettes or clips with little cutesy designs

✧ or ribbons !!

✧ one day he sees you tie back half of your hair (like a semi-updo) and he just asks you, “can you do that to me too?”

✧ you two can be dainty together 🫶🏽

joshua: rings

✧ perhaps he’s a simple romantic

✧ rings can go with any outfit and he wants a reminder with you everywhere he goes

✧ loves seeing his ring on his finger in all of his daily activities

✧ also loves to hold your hand to look at the ring on your finger only to follow with a soft kiss to the back of your hand too

jun: earrings

✧ maybe he’s a little more subtle with it

✧ but he finds earrings as an easy way to be connected with you, knowing you have the same pair

✧ all that matters to him is that it’s something that the two of you know about - and maybe others if they’re paying attention

hoshi: tiger phone cases

✧ ofc you support his tiger agenda and one day he just surprises you with matching tiger print phone cases

✧ falls a little more in love with you when you don’t hesitate to swap your current case with it LOL

✧ loves taking mirror selfies where you can see your cases and as the two of you make the tiger claw hand gesture

✧ if you’re with literally anyone else together, he’ll just grab both of your phones to go “look!”

wonwoo: headphones

✧ thought of this because he games but headphones are also pretty necessary in general

✧ you each pick sticker packs and you place some stickers on your own pair

✧ then you swap headphones and fill up the rest of the negative space of each other’s :’)

woozi: pajamas

✧ he’s someone who’s also very lowkey methinks

✧ he doesn’t feel the need to flaunt his relationship too much, or go out on his rest days either

✧ he likes the moments you have just between the two of you and pajamas are a cute way to still have that

✧ whether you’re cuddling on the couch or just walking around the house, his heart is content seeing your matching home outfits

seokmin: shoes

✧ just felt like this would be soooo cute with him

✧ it gives you both freedom with your outfits and individual styles but anyone looking at you two together would know that you’re dating

✧ he love love loves taking those pictures of your matching shoes

✧ maybe he even takes a short video for his story and you can tell he’s happy in it because he can’t stop his feet from doing a little dancey dance

mingyu: hoodies

✧ adores seeing the two of you matching so obviously in the reflection of windows, mirrors, etc. when the two of you are out

✧ takes so so many pictures of you two

✧ you definitely have more than one matching hoodie

✧ will fall in love with you more if matching couple clothes was your idea first LOL

minghao: nails

✧ i had to, i HAD TO, just imagine the two of you with the prettiest hands ever

✧ maybe he lets you pick a color first and then he’ll pick a second to complement it aaa

✧ and even if you aren’t too much of a nail person, maybe you just get one nail painted with a little image or design to match the color scheme of his

✧ also imagine the intimacy of painting each other’s nails and he’s holding your hand close to his face and blowing on your nails to dry them

seungkwan: bracelets

✧ the two of you make your matching bracelets at one of those shops meant for dates

✧ i just know he would try so hard !! to make yours so pretty

✧ his heart ACHES when you find these 2 bear charms to represent the two of you (so you can have a little bear of each other)

✧ “this one’s me and this one’s you, don’t you think?”

vernon: beanies

✧ he’s always giving you his beanies when it’s cold out anyway

✧ then on this day he’s shopping and he can’t pick between 2 options (they’re both the same 2 colors but in different combinations)

✧ vernon just gets both and lets you pick the one you like more

✧ he knows you’ll look good in either one :)

chan: crewneck/hoodie-sweatpants-set

✧ this is various things but here me out, he’s a dancer and he probably has a good amount of athleisure

✧ sometimes you visit him during his solo dance practices and he likes to try to convince you to dance with him

✧ one day you stopped by without the intention to dance and he just casually pulls out the set for you that coincidentally matched with his

✧ he’s so giddy when you change. so so many recordings of you dancing together (regardless of how coordinated the two of you actually are) and mirror selfies to capture your outfits

#seventeen #svt #seventeen headcanons #svt hcs #scoups x reader #jeonghan x reader #joshua x reader #jun x reader #hoshi x reader #wonwoo x reader #woozi x reader #mingyu x reader #dokyeom x reader #minghao x reader #seungkwan x reader #vernon x reader #dino x reader #scoups x you #jeonghan x you #joshua x you #jun x you #hoshi x you #wonwoo x you #woozi x you #mingyu x you #dokyeom x you #minghao x you #seungkwan x you #vernon x you #dino x you

[doitforbangchan]

Little Tease - Bangchan

This is a request by the lovely @softkisshyunjin who wanted Chan rizzing up stay and then getting teased my reader <3 I hope it's everything you hoped for my dear

This is soooo delulu, please do NOT do what reader does here :)

Masterlist

Not proofread :)

Idol!Chan x Fan!reader (afab)

Warnings: Smut, protected p in v, kissing, fingering, masterbation, spitting in mouth, dom! chan, sub! reader, condescending! Chan, he is kind of a cocky jerk here lol

WC: 3k

MDNI 18+

He was an absolute menace. Chan knew exactly what he was doing, sending those messages out for Stay on bubble. You could imagine him kicking his feet like a schoolgirl while sending them out. You guessed it was his favorite pastime, considering every message got more and more teasing. Asking Stay to come over and he would send the address if they were to ask. And that he would even come to us. Yeah right. 

You figured why not try to tease him back? It wasn’t like he would even respond so what was the harm? You decided to send one yourself. 

‘Big talk for someone with no balls, Christopher. We all know you won’t show up.’ that had you cackling, wanting to send more, maybe make it a little flirty. 

‘Its a real shame too, I just know how you would throw me around if you were here.’ 

‘Oh well, guess I’ll have to take care of myself.’ 

That one made you feel a little bold. Before you stop your impulsive thoughts you sent him a picture of you in your bra and panties, and attached your address. Now it was you who was giggling like a schoolgirl. Even if he would never see them you still found it entertaining. It was the only chance you would ever get to tease him back, so who cares? 

It had been 4 days since the messages you sent back on bubble. Honestly you had forgotten it even happened, putting into the back of your mind since you knew nothing would come from it. You had assumed, anyway. 

It was a Friday night around 10:30  and you were just getting back home from a very disappointing first date. You had been set up through a mutual friend so you decided to give it a shot. Unfortunately he turned out to be like every other guy you had been out with recently; pompous and self absorbed. The guy only talked about how great he thought he was, and how any woman would be out of her mind not to fall at his feet. He gave you the ick right away, but you figured you would get free food out of it so whatever. 

You had just closed the door after letting yourself inside,  flipping on the light and barely able to get off your shoes when a knock on your door alarmed you. ‘Who would be at my door so late?’ With your heel in hand like a weapon you slowly creaked the door open just a smidge, keeping the chain locked. 

It was hard to see who it was, the man standing there had a black beanie and a face mask covering their mouth. 

“Are you Y/n?” They asked, voice sounding eerily familiar. 

“Depends who's asking?” You replied, with a touch of snark.

The stranger laughed quietly, again it sounded very familiar to you but you couldn’t place it. 

“Oh just someone who apparently has no balls.” 

Oh my fucking god no way. 

“C-chris?” Fuck why did you stutter 

“The one and only.” He pulled down his mask enough for you to see the bottom half of his face. 

“What are you doing here?” You were so shocked at seeing the idol, your bias no less, at your doorstep, but you still unlatched the chain on your door. 

Chris leaned against the door frame when you opened it wider, giving your body a quick look over, seeing you in your skimpy dress, then coming back to your eyes. “You told me too, even sent me your address.” He smirked at you when the realization dawned on your face. “Can I come in?” 

You hastily stepped aside to let him in. As if you would ever deny him. Chris stepped in and closed the door behind him, then secured the top lock. He glanced around the living room of your apartment, before his eyes found your nervous body standing before him and ringing your hands. 

You could barely breathe, having him so close, in your home no less, was the craziest thing to ever happen to you. So far. 

“Umm w-would you like a drink or something?” The nerves were still racking through you. 

“Sure. Thank you.” 

You nodded and scurried your way to your kitchen, pulling out a few options. Did he like wine? Or maybe he was a sparkling cider kind of guy? You were about to turn and ask him his preference when you felt a presence behind you, a breath on your neck. Not just any presence, it was Chris. 

“You know,” he began, “ that was quite a naughty thing to do. Sending those pics to a man you don’t know and attaching your address.” His fingers lightly brushed your hair away from the side of your neck and you felt him lean on closer. He could feel your breath catch in your throat at his actions. “And telling me I have no balls, if you weren’t so damn pretty I might have let that slide. Unfortunately I am not a strong enough man to resist a pretty little minx who needs to be put in her place.” His voice was getting raspier as he spoke. 

‘He called me pretty!’ The way you focused on that statement was unhealthy, the simple words filling you with a desire for this man you had never felt. Then the other half of his words caught up with you. 

“Put me in my place?” 

“Mmhmm.” Chris hummed and put his hands on your waist, quickly spinning you around to face him as he pushed you up against the counter in your kitchen. You let out a squeak at the sudden force. “Seeing you in those frilly little panties did something to me. I’ve never felt this ravenous for a fan before.  There is something special about you y/n. Will you let me show you?” He held a deep gaze on your eyes, asking for your consent. 

It was an easy answer, “Yes Chris of course.” 

As soon as you answered he put his lips directly on yours, a clash of teeth and spit. It felt like he was trying to consume you with the way he kissed you, tongue wasting no time before shoving itself into your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck, needing to be closer. This felt like a fever dream, but you weren't one to look a gift horse in the mouth so you would let him take all he wanted from you. 

Chris tightened his grip on your hips and lifted you to sit on the counter that was behind you. His hands were warm as they ran up your thighs, slipping under your dress. You let out a quiet whimper when he made contact. He was so close yet not close enough. 

“Don’t be shy, now. You weren’t shy when you sent me those pics huh? What happened to that girl?” He pulled back enough to smirk at you, giving a bite to your lip as he went. You couldn’t find your words, too enthralled by him to form a sentence. At your silence he tutted in mock disappointment and let his mouth fall to your neck, mouthing at the skin there and laughing when you moaned. “Tell me sweet thing, why did you tease me like that?” 

“I-i didn’t think you would see it.” you squealed when he nipped at your neck. “ You w-were being the tease, Chris.” 

“You’re right, baby, I was being mean wasn't I?” He let his fingers find the side seams on your panties, hooking his thumbs under the fabric. “I was riling up my poor stays, they don’t deserve that, do they?” He was cooing at you, almost making fun of you.

 Had this been any other man you wouldn’t have taken his menial words and demeanor. But this wasn’t any other guy, this was Bangchan. This was the man you’ve thirsted after for years.Someone you thought would never even know you existed. And for some reason you didn’t mind the way he talked to you. If anything it felt good. Felt like you were letting go of your inhibitions and letting this man, who obviously you don’t know- but it almost felt like you did know him. You had been following his group and him for so long. 

“No, t-they didn’t deserve i-it.” You could not stop stuttering, nor could you catch your breath. 

“Should I atone for that, sweetheart?” His thumbs were slowly pulling down your underwear, so slowly you almost didn’t register it at all. “Should I make up for it right now, with you? With my precious stay?” 

Once your panties were slipped down enough that they dropped off onto the floor, he paused his movements as if waiting for an answer. It took you a moment to gather yourself enough to answer. 

“Yes, please use me to make it up. Please, Channie.” 

That seemed to set him off, his fingers going to your core and finding your clit with ease. You let out a whimper at the contact, hips raising to get even closer. You could feel his mouth back on your neck, sucking the skin and surely leaving hickeys. Reminders that this is real. 

Chris hummed into you as he let the digits find your opening and flick up and down, sloshing through your wetness. You couldn’t find it in you to be embarrassed though. “Do you want my fingers, sweetheart?” He still had that condescending tone, knowing damn well you wanted them. He just wanted to hear you say it. There had always been speculation that Chan was a dominant guy in bed, at least now you could confirm that for yourself. 

“Mmhmm please.” you nodded rapidly. 

He wasted no time in pushing his two fingers into your heat, the thickness of them stretching your walls. You let out a throaty moan, the intrusion feeling delicious. So good it almost made you forget this was all happening on your kitchen counter. Almost. 

“Chris.” you panted, trying to get his attention by tapping on the shoulders you were gripping. 

“Hm?” he mumbled while pistoning his fingers inside you, adding another one as he made the sound. 

You were nervous to ask, but figured it was worth a try. “Can- can we maybe take this to my bedroom?” 

He hummed as if thinking about it, then without a word, he scooped you up into his arms. You pointed in the direction of your room and the man headed that way without a struggle. He didn’t even seem to be straining while holding you, his strength coming in clutch. 

Chris went through the door you pointed to and unceremoniously dropped you on your bed. The sight of you; panting and glassy eyed, dress riding up your hips to expose your cunt to him, made him harder than he cared to admit- the tightness in his pants becoming too much to ignore. 

You really were an exquisite beauty. He knew the second he laid eyes on your form in that picture you sent that he would somehow have to find his way here to you. He would never admit it but the thought had been plaguing him for days. Fuck, the man flew across the world for this. Luckily it hadn’t been in vain, as you seemed to want him as much as he wants you. 

Chris’s gaze felt scrutinizing, as if every twitch you emitted was being memorized by him. Little did you know it was exactly what he was doing. He wasn’t one to fuck around with fans (he left that for Hyunjin and Jeongin) but he was enjoying himself and wanted to commit this to his memory. 

“Tell me, sweetheart,” He drawled out as his hand went to the tent that was present in his pants, “Am I your bias? Have you thought about me like this before?” You couldn’t meet his stare, giving yourself away to him without having to say anything. “Hmm I am huh? I would have thought with the way you act online maybe you would have preferred maybe Lee Know to be here making a mess of you. Or even Seungmin.” You rapidly shook your head in protest to his words. “No? So you don’t want me to leave you here and call one of my boys to come help you instead?” 

He was being patronizing but you still answered earnestly “No please! Only want you!” You don’t know what you would do if he left right now, you were so needy for him you had started to cry. 

“You only want me?” He pointed to himself, grinning when you nodded. “Prove it. Show me what you do to yourself when you think of me.” 

His stare was menacing, almost challenging. He wanted to see if you would follow his orders. You looked like a deer caught in the headlights, scared and frozen. Chris wondered if maybe he was taking it too far with you, but was mistaken when you laid flat on your bed and your fingers nervously trailed down your exposed thighs and to your wet entrance. 

You both let out a whimper when your fingers entered your hole, the slick sounds resonating in the room. If this is what he wanted you weren't going to deny him. Chris stood over you while you played with yourself, his own palm rubbing himself through his underwear, he had pulled his sweats down enough to rub over the opposing fabric. 

He lost it when you whined his name, unable to contain his urges any longer. He shoved his boxers down his legs and let them along with his sweats fall to the floor, before he pounced on you. You gasped as Chris caged you under him and ripped your fingers out of yourself. “Chris?!” 

“You really are a fucking tease arent you?” He went to line himself up before his senses came back to him. “You got a condom, pretty girl?” 

“In th-the bedside t-table.” You pointed to the table beside you. 

Chris reached into the drawer and pulled out an unopened box of condoms, giving you a raised eyebrow. “It’s been a while.” You shrugged sheepishly. 

He chuckled and pulled one out of the box, ripping it open with his teeth and rolling along his hardened length. “Think you can take all this, baby girl?” there was that cocky attitude you were growing to love. 

“Please. Want it Channie.” 

That was the go ahead he needed, lining up to your entrance and pushing into your heat slowly. 

“Fuuuck.” He groaned out while you cried against him. He was breathing heavy, you were so tight he was suffocating within you.It didn’t help that he was the biggest you had ever taken. If you hadn’t been so wet the stretch of him would have been painful for you. But instead it was delectable, a welcome burn. 

When you bucked your hips up into him he took that as his hint to move, and he began a punishing pace. His own hips meet yours as you thrust into the air. You could feel his balls slapping against your ass, you’re arousal coating them and adding to the filthy sounds resonating in your room. It all sounded so wet. 

When you opened your mouth to let out a high pitched moan Chan took the opportunity to grip onto your cheeks, keeping your mouth open for him as he spat directly on your tongue. “Be the good girl I know you can be and swallow it. Swallow my essence, sweetheart.” You did so with no hesitation, opening your lips to show him. “Nnggg so fucking good for me, for your bias.” 

His words alone could make you cum, already feeling yourself on the edge from all the playing he did with you. You clenched on him at the praise he gave you, causing him to groan again and drop his face into your chest, suckling your skin harshly. He wanted you to remember him after he is gone. 

Or maybe he would keep you. 

It sure was tempting to keep a sweet girl with such a sweet pussy. He could even share you with the other boys, he is sure they would love a taste of you once he tells them about you.

“Channie…. ‘M close.” 

Chris nipped your skin once before bringing his fingers down to where you were connected, finding your clit and massaging roughly. “Come on, little tease. Give it to me. Make me proud and cum.” 

At his instruction you fell over the edge, cumming with a deafening cry of his name. Chris wasn’t far behind you, the clenching on his cock sending him to orgasm. You writhed under him as you felt the warmth of his cum filling you up,albeit inside the condom he wore.

Chris pumped himself within you once, twice and a final third time as he rode out his high. After your quaking was over he slowly pulled out of you, both too sensitive for anything else. The idol pressed a final kiss to your mouth before removing himself from you completely. He wandered over to the trash can you had in the corner of your room and disposed of the rubber. 

You laid there on your bed completely fucked out, mind in a haze as you watched him pull his boxers back on. He turned to you with a boyish grin. 

“So tell me you little tease, who has no balls now?” 

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[lloromanic0]

reader sending 2023!tom some pictures (iykwim) while hes at a meeting or on live or something. add whatever i seriously have nothing else to support this request LOL.

(only if ur comfortable ofc) <3

Thank you soooo much for the request I hope you like it! <3

These are probably my favorite pictures of Tom.

SMUT MDNI!!!

Content: public masturbation (Tom), phone sex (video calling).

Risky texts

“I’ll see you soon baby.” Said Tom placing a kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll miss you Tom.” You replied in a sad voice.

“I’ll miss you more.” And with that you watched Tom walk away with his luggage, getting into the Uber that was going to take him to a meeting regarding the production of the new album of his band. It was a long ride since the studio they were working with was in a different city he would spend one night at a hotel and come back early in the next morning.

*4 hours later*

Texts

Tom❤️

Just got here, we will go directly to the meeting so I’ll text you later. Love you.

Me

I’ll miss you, love you lots.

You really missed Tom, he was always so busy these last couple days, of course you understood that it was his career but you wish he would play a little more attention to you,so you decided to force him to do so. You go up the stairs into your shared bedroom, opening the closet to choose some “clothes” so you could send Tom some special pictures. You knew how he loved when you wore his clothes,so you grabbed a white button down shirt of his. You wore it with nothing underneath, just some simple lacy black panties to tease him a little more. You lay down on the bed just taking an effortless picture from the top,capturing your body from your shoulders to your thighs, the shirt has a few open buttons to enchant your cleavage as well as showing him the underwear he had bought for you, the cold material of the shirt made your perky nipples poke through it, you knew that would drive him crazy.

*ding*

Tom’s phone rang

“Tom I told you to turn off your phone.” Whispered Bill.

“I know but it could be important.”

He opened the chat and immediately froze at the sight, he wanted to be mad at you but his urge to fuck you was much more intense. He awkwardly sat back on the chair his black dress pants feeling tighter by the minute as he desperately tried to cover his erection with his jacket. He tried to ignore it and pay attention to the producers talking but his phone vibrated again.

Now you had the shirt completely open your perky tits on display for him and your panties were pulled down a little more, the next second you already sent him another one. A mirror selfie, now you were completely naked standing on your knees on the bed, just the shirt to cover your arms a little.

His horniness was getting unbearable, he couldn’t believe you did this to him, but deep down he had to admit he loved it.

“I need to excuse myself for I second, I’ll be quick.” Said Tom quickly getting up, his jacket placed on his arm trying to cover his boner. Everyone gave him weird looks but he was oblivious to it.

He entered his private restroom unbuckling his belt immediately, calling you right after.

“Cmon pick up…pick up..”

“Hi Tom.” You answered, acting like you did nothing.

“Are you crazy?!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“Of course you don’t. Do you how hard it is to hide a boner?!”

“Not my fault Tommy…”

“Put me on face time now.”

You did as he said, you held the phone above you, showing your face and breasts on the frame, smiling innocently at your husband.

“Fuck…” he whispered, taking his cock out of his underwear. He lowered his phone showing you his aching member.

“See what you do to me Schatzi…” you rubbed your legs together at the sight, you wish you were with him right now you cunt ached for his cock.

“Touch yourself for me baby, I know you want to.”

You reach for your panties to pull them down,spreading your wet folds to press your index finger against your clit making you moan at the touch.

“Let me see you pleasuring yourself my love.”

Tom’s voice low as he moaned, his grip never leaving his hard cock pumping as fast as he could desperate to reach his orgasm.

You lowered the camera to show him your wet cunt as you circled your clit.

“Fuck babe you’re so wet for me I wish I was there fucking your pretty little pussy.”

“Please Tom come home and fuck me.” You replied your moans and whines getting louder as he tried to keep his down not wanting to get caught.

“I wish baby mmhhmm..”

As you felt you orgasm approaching you easily inserted too fingers in your cunt pumping and curling them on your sweet spot moaning and pleading desperately.

“T-Tom I’m close aahh~…”

“Me too Schatzi cum with me…”

His hand griping his length harshly moving it up and down his dick, now paying extra attention to his tip as he seeks his release. With a few more strokes he came all over his hand, his thick semen spurting from his tip as he slowly stroked himself ridding his high. You followed a few seconds later, your legs shaking as you kept circling your clit slowly enjoying your orgasm a little longer.

“Did that feel good my love?” Asked Tom.

“It would have been better if you were here…” you replied.

“I’ll be there tomorrow baby, be patient for me.”

“I will Tom, I love you.”

“I love you more princess, I better get back now I’ll call you later.”

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tokio hotel tom kaulitz #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x you #2000s #tom kaulitz smut #tokio hotel smut

[celestialulu]

oooooooo you wanna tell me about nalu kpop au oooooooooooo you wanna tell me about nalu kpop au soooo bad

I feel like this is gonna be hard to do as a lot of the things I thought of bounced off of your ideas lol,, sorry if i accidentally stole ur ideas... anyway heres my thoughts on a nalu kpop au (its gonna be a LONG post i have a LOT of thoughts my baddd):

Well first of all I make a pinterest board for most of the aus I think of, just for a general idea and aesthetic and heres the one i did for that !!

(sorry it may not be that great I just needed some stuff to visualize it lol)

-Honestly i'm indecisive and cannot decide if I would personally put them in a group or if they would be soloists. I do think Lucy would suit being a soloist and it has a lot of potential if she were, reasons like her being from a prestigious family could be interesting with lucy feeling isolated and lonely a lot.

-Following the last point, maybe a lot of people in the industry might not really feel the need to talk to her much or have pre-existing assumptions about her and how she would act.

-Natsu (also a popular idol in the industry) first interacts with Lucy at some award show and he knows of her and loves her songs and performances but in that moment he doesn't really connect the dots and realize it's her, but he knows that she feels familiar for some reason.

-They talk a little and Lucy is surprised as she doesn't speak to many people that aren't staff or management and forced promotional stuff. She's a little awkward and she tends to talk a lot and rant because of that and Natsu thinks she's kinda weird (but in a nice way). They're cut off from that and don't see each other for the rest of the evening.

-Natsu realizes it was Lucy a few days later and no one believes that talked with her.

-They become close friends after being tasked to do a collab stage performance together.

-They practice a LOT, of course because they are hard workers but also because they enjoy spending time together and spending time together outside of work would cause rumors.

-The pure tension they have while practicing some of the moves for the performance.

-Natsu getting hit on the head of how attractive Lucy is after they go all out in one of their final practice sessions when shes sweaty, hair completely sticking out everywhere and wearing comfy baggy clothes which she wore for the purpose of practicing. (and also vice versa for Lucy)

-Natsu and Lucy looking hot (and cute) as fuck on a magazine cover photoshoot together.

-And alternatively, Natsu or Lucy looking hot as fuck for a solo magazine photoshoot and the other seeing it and having their own crisis.

-After the collab stage they aren't able to hang out or meet, even though Natsu has tried to on his on accord but his management has to make sure he doesn't, and although Lucy also misses hanging out with him she doesn't want any rumors to circulate and Natsu makes it his mission to try and find her at any event she might also be attending.

-They text and call a lot. Natsu often gets teased by others because of how much he smiles and laughs while texting Lucy.

-Natsu sends Lucy pictures of ANYTHING that has her on it in public. (posters, magazines, billboards etc etc)

-Natsu and Lucy start to hang out again after Lucy accidentally gets a little tipsy at some event and it's a casual event so Natsu is able to be the one to take Lucy home.

-Then starts the secret meetups, them dressing up in disguises and heavy clothing to even travel to somewhere private like each others home.

-Natsu has the most HIDEOUS disguises btw and Lucy tries to act peeved but she can't help but smile at the silly disguises.

-Lucy attends one of his tour concerts, she wears a bright ribbon in her hair she knows he's seen her wear before hoping he might see her in the audience. He texts her excitedly after the concert asking if she was really there.

-Natsu gifts Lucy matching friendship jewelry for her birthday (could be a necklace or bracelet but for this I like the idea of a necklace more) They both wear them 24/7.

-they hide it for a LONG time… like we're talking MONTHS and then they accidentally slip up and one day people find paparazzi pics of each where the matching jewelry is seen.

-Then they get CRAZY dating rumors like it is EVERYWHERE…

-Lucy is freakinggg the fuck out and Natsu just feels bad because Lucy is so anxious, he couldn't really care less about the public thinking Lucy is his gf but he does get it as rumors like this can damage a career and he knows that.

-They keep silent and carry on as though nothing happened and the rumors sort to die down after a while but theres still those odd few people who believe in it.

-Lucy doing a sexy cunty stage performance on a big big show, and Natsu is attending in the audience and someone slyly filmed his reaction where he is very visibly stunned and very confused about his feelings for her. It circulates social media a lot.

-Lucy sees this video but makes herself believe he isn't into her like that.

-Natsu acts completely indifferent to the video so people won't ask him about it.

-As much as most people would act like he doesn't know Lucy at all after the rumors, on tv shows he doesn't hesitate to sing or dance to her songs publicly.

-People notice how much Natsu and Lucy are very comfortable with each other, teasing and arguing endearingly with each other on a reality tv show.

-They start hanging out publicly without caring after this.

-Them writing lyrics about each other in songs, and Lucy is VERY angsty and poetic about it.

-Lucy getting drunk and asking Natsu "What would we be if we weren't this?"

-Natsu thinks she means career wise, and starts to think of what he would be if he wouldn't be an idol. She clarifies she meant them as in their relationship with each other. He can't answer.

-After that, it's a little awkward. Natsu doesn't know if she remembers. She does. But she doesn't dare act like she does.

-It gets a bit more crazy as they are asked to do another collab stage together after the success of the last one. They accept because, yknow, its like the best way for them to hang out privately without crazy disguises and the like.

-As if the last collab performance was bad enough without the choreography being an average dance this one is WAY WORSE. a lot more contact. a lot more closeness.

-The ending pose of the performance is Lucy laying on the floor and Natsu leaning over her.

-One day, they practice for HOURS straight trying to get it right and perfect the dance. After going all out, and in the ending pose Natsu is looking down at Lucy's messy hair and flushed face and her wide eyes. He kisses her.

-They ditch practicing for the evening and end up making out in the dance practice room for a while.

-Their new collab stage gets leaked when Lucy breaks her ankle and carries her down the street fast as FUCK where there's a really close hospital nearby. He feels bad as they have been practicing so much as an excuse to hangout with each other.

-They basically become "official" after that, but still try and keep it secret from the public. It kinda falls apart after pictures come out where Natsu clearly has a hastily wiped lipstick mark on his cheek and Lucy's neck is littered with hickeys.

-People connect the dots with Natsu and Lucy acting insufferable with each other in public, Natsu cheering his lungs out and supporting Lucy so loudly, and Lucy likewise but a little more restrained than him.

-Natsu once went viral for punching someone trying to get too close to Lucy.

-They never officially state they're together but they don't hide it as much after a while and then in the future one day it comes out that they're literally engaged.

-They have the cutest wedding pics ever and Lucy plays a song she wrote about him before they got together at their wedding.

-Then they're happily supporting each other's activities as a married couple, Natsu commenting and reposting everything Lucy posts and being very loud about her comebacks. Lucy is the same.

This is long as fuck and there's probably so many other things to say but this ended up basically being a whole as story instead of odd headcanons this probably makes ZERO sense. my bad. hope you enjoy anyway <3

#i might as well of made a full length fic with this LMAO #im scared a lot of these dont scream nalu specifically but i did try #its nearly 2am and i have college so sorry if this is bad <3 #fairy tail #nalu #lucy heartfilia #natsu dragneel

[kneelingshadowsalome]

So~ Arab!Reader has been living in my head and heart for a while now so I wanna share some Reader-isms that are closer to my own cultural experience (ignore this if it's annoying btw no hard feelings whatsoever)

-Her love language is arguing, has not met a hill she wouldn't die on. will sometimes get on the table or ask him to crouch down so they can look eye to eye as she fights tooth and nail over something she stopped caring about like 10 minutes ago but she's having too much fun. calls him "your majesty" or Sultan/Sheikh sarcastically in every argument.

-He told her to just buy candles instead of burning incense that produces so much smoke since "they do the same job anyway", she reacted like he just insulted her ancestors.

-Not a drinker but has a minor coffee/tea addiction, knows every cafe nearby by heart and has a whole set up at home, loves making him try new drinks she found online or from her childhood.

-Will take a million pictures of everything and especially him, doesn't matter what's happening, it must be recorded "for our grandbabies, habibi🥺"

-Desert camping trips!! König can start the fire while she's in charge of preparing tea and coffee. she's mostly excited about finding a dune buggy to rent for a day that's actually comfortable for his size, they ride until sunset when both of them are a sand covered giggling mess. finally they get to cuddle and star gaze, keeping each other safe from the cold desert nights.

-if they ever get married this is an inevitable conversation:

"Liebe, you said we are having a small wedding"

"Mhm"

"the guest list is 600 people minimum..?"

"...yes?"

poor guy, his saving grace is that men have a very small role in weddings here, just sit, take pictures, cut cake, then leave with your bride. no need to write vows, dance, or even kiss in front of people.

-NO PDA!! hand holding is the most they do in public and even that's scandalous sometimes. he tried to kiss her hand in a shop once and she pulled it back so fast he was pouty for like two days after the fact. He learns to appreciate this though because he can clearly tell when she's feeling possessive in public when she clings to his side, loves to tease her about it; "a hand on my lower back, schatz? how indecent of you"

-Cat-calls him as he's going out of the shower but only in Arabic, so he doesn't know how to respond to the wolf-whistles and enthusiastic yelling, the only reason he's sure it's positive is that he gets his face squished soon after, he can at least make out the stretched out word 'Habiiiibiiiiiiii~" Cue flustered mess König

-calls him her Antara, one of the most famous and celebrated warriors in Arabian history, who was also a great romantic and wrote so many poems about his beloved Abla. (Antara Ibn Shaddad, if anyone is curious)

Oh god I'm going feral I’m not even kidding ❤️‍🔥💀

The arguing thing would get soooo interesting because I think that König has an anxious/disorganized attachment style so he’d try to avoid any kind of arguments and disagreements with his woman. If König can’t tame his darling, he’ll just let her have her way so that he doesn't have to suffer from the sudden tightness in his chest.

But... If she’s doing shit like climbing on the table to stare him down, König wouldn't be able to keep a straight face. He'd soon relax into the situation and then start to tease her about her temper. Corrects his posture so that he's still taller than her, and gives her a warm, knowing smile :) His Liebling is so cute when she's angry.

And lol König would be suspicious about the incense, he’s not used to that kind of stuff at all, but he’ll be damned before he says anything. Discreetly tries to open the window sometimes but closes it immediately if darling walks into the room (no use, she already saw him and he's going to get an earful).

But omg no pda??? Very hard for König but he will respect your wishes in this. You can see it in his eyes that he’s being a bit of a sad sulking puppy about it, of course it all dissipates if you put that hand on his lower back... This will be like foreplay to him, you're a forbidden fruit until you two are behind closed doors, and if you “break the rules” while he’s playing nice then whoo. Prepare to get your guts rearranged when you get home!

Still, if König can’t kiss his bride at the wedding he’ll start a war. 600 guests is negotiable, as long as he can kiss her in front of everyone and declare her as his own.

#oh and the Antara part and the desert camping trip have me howling at the moon #longingly #I'M YEARNING #answered

[azulsluver]

I need I need!

Bully!Idia n bully!Sebek!

Oh my liege would you be so kind as to share your thoughts with us mere mortals?

—Eel anon

you ask and I shall receive! I actually have a draft of bully!sebek because he's just soooo <333

tw. yandere, suggestive themes, stalking, blackmail, dubcon touching, #delulsebek

Minor at writing !! Read at your own record,

slight malleus and azul x reader

Idia in any au I have is just gross, irnoic since he loves to degrade you for being so gross. He loved the idea of the bully and victim trope, a guilty pleasure he plays and reads with every chance he's got. Idia is still scared to bully anyone that isn't you, because you're such an easy target it rubs his ego in a nice way. You cower when he just as much mimics Leona or Vil's personality/voice to edge you, grinning wildly at your upset expression. You make this all too easy for Idia to play with, he's tested and studied your behavior, will you let sneak his hands under your shirt? Take his fingers down your throat?

Of course things go south with Idia, horny gripping his knee when you as much beg him to not expose the photos he secretly took while you showered. You let Cater keep some so why can't he >:( Still can't get over the fact he's rich! Idia using his status and wealth to get you to bend under his thumb, like the tweels and Azul, he finds a way to get you in need of some cash, the world is so cruel to useless things like you.

He can easily court you to stay with him, you're so interesting to him yet he treats you less. Pointing out your insecurities and telling you that eventually, they'll leave you to die one day. Not Idia, well, if that were to happen surely you wouldn't mind exchanging those fleshly limbs for something more hard.

RUFF Idia teasing Azul that he has pictures and videos of you that he secretly kept cameras in your room. He's enjoying Azul's reaction to you changing or showering, sure Azul has done these type of things but it's you! Idia knows how hooked you got these unhinged men coming for you, it's silly to drag Azul deeper into this fucked up fantasy of his. Or or!! Idia seems like the type to pay someone to take you out on dates and flirt with you so he can get more information about your likes and dislikes,, before Idia comes to show you a video of them sleeping with another person. It's a new hobby of his now.

More thoughts about bully!sebek....

He really just hates you for no good reason, every word coming out of his mouth is utter bull, shouting that you should stay away from him and Malleus. Although, Malleus would be the one coming to you. Just breathing near him drives him crazy! You could be idly minding your business and cautiously looking around in fear, and Sebek would speed walk your way to give you your daily lecture. Your appearance is inappropriate, smeared lipstick and devilish hair; just came out of Malleus's room.

Sebek is a little slow at the moment, but he'll connect the pieces and good lord. He can't decide whether or not Malleus chose you or you're such an attention seeking whore. He's grabbing at your thighs and pulling them open to see if you and Malleus actually did do it.

He's ripping whatever you have that's in his way of spreading your legs, trying to shove a finger in to see if Malleus has...put his wonderful and precious seed in you!(lol i can't take this seriously) You're crying already, fist pounding at his head as you tell him that you didn't sleep with Malleus and that he was only teasing you. But was he really gonna believe you, luckily, whatever god there was heard your prayers. Sebek backs off, mentally preparing himself to get over the fact Malleus chose you.

This will create a routine of Sebek dragging you to someplace more private, a hand over your mouth as his fingers curl deep inside you to make sure you aren't fooling around with others. Malleus deserves to dirty his virginity to a lover who isn't willing to spread their legs to any man! But there are times where he lingers longer than usual, the excuse is that you probably didn't clean properly and he's certain that someone like you isn't all that pure. Not like he's any better.

#yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #idia shroud x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #malleus draconia x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #*sweats* daily inspections with sebek and he checks your holes to make sure you haven't been fooling around #idia blackmailing is similar to him in the sugar daddy!au #i crave for npc x reader but reader either gets cucked or the npcs do #eel anon #bully!au

[ohmytomorrowisthursday]

AOT Characters As Actors

OKAY I KNOW THIS HAS BEEN DONE A MILLION TIMES BEFORE but I cant help but want to join in because its so fun.

Imagining the characters of AOT as their actor selves after the show is wrapped up. Pls enjoy! <3 LMK if u want a part two

Ymir (Scouts): One of the sweetest people on set, just really good at playing such an asshole, lol. The one during the press tours to make sure that Gabby, Falco and young Ymir are all okay. Making sure that paparazzi aren't bothering everyone and generally getting along with the whole cast. Goes on social media after and does a whole soft-girl rebrand so that people know shes that good at acting.

Jean: THIS MAN WOULD BE OUR PEDRO PASCAL. Absolutely loves the love he gets from his stans and loves watching fan account compilations of him. Wears wild looks on the red carpet because he knows the fans are going to go crazy. Posts photos of himself in costume backstage becuase he knows we'd EAT IT UP. Silly and goofy and generally just loves to say he was a part of the show. Would love to do costumed appearances for late night shows and fan meetings; he just absolutely loves the fans and his role.

Erwin: I feel like as an actor he'd be so funny. He's the star who anchors the show and gives it the original buzz. He's always playing jokes on his co-stars and loves messing with everyone. I feel like him and actor Zeke would get along so well and just mess with people. Not a huge social media guy but I feel like he'd post group pictures of the cast at the premier with the caption "We did it, guys". Does a whole GQ cover and interview to promote the show.

Hange: This is their debut role and I feel like the public just IMMEDIATELY falls in love with them. I feel like actor Hange would be so shy and intimidated by the love for the character they play. But the public would love them even more for that and encourage them soooo much. Levi is like their biggest supporter and always hyping them up during interviews. Would post a long love-letter-goodbye speech to their character on Instagram after the show ends. Would sooo steal looks at award shows. Gets into some really big A24 movies and shows after and is in general, just killing it.

Mikasa: She would be the IT girl after the show was over. Her haircut would be trending on tiktok and people would be photographing her everywhere. I see her being someone who adopts parts of Mikasa into her everyday persona. Becomes really passionate about supporting young women and girls in her spare time. THE RUMOURS ABOUT HER AND EREN ARE FLYING. Like everyone is constantly wondering if they're dating in real life or not. In the end, I feel like they'd both stay friends but people would always wonder. Post a lot on social media and has a ton of followers. Zendaya vibes; gets into everything and does so well and ALWAYS EATS IT UP AT AWARD SHOWS

Armin: By the end of the series, Armin is like the new heartthrob of the whole series. I feel like irl he's actually pretty confident and outgoing. Like, he would try his best to change his brand from sweet inquisitive nerd to bad boy by doing like 'rugged' GQ shoots and generally going for more 'action hero' characters outside of the show. HARD LAUNCHES A PARTNER AT THE FINAL PREMIERE and everyone is like omg ARMIN THEY'RE FINE AS HELL. Really enjoys the action and thriller genres and does a lot of movies of those kinds.

Eren: The character really shapes him as an actor (obvs) and I feel like he gets cast in a lot of similar protagonist roles. Everyone loses their minds for shirtless rebel Eren with long hair, and I feel like he's actually kind of shy about it when he talks about it during press interviews. Super jokey and really into fashion (like cool vintage fashion) and people like to emulate his style. Really gets along with everyone and, like, has absolute eyes for Mikasa during interviews (like their chemistry is flying) and there's all these fan theories that he loves her but they just remain friends. I feel like he goes off the map from acting for awhile after a demanding film schedule to travel the world, and his feed is just cool film pictures of his adventures for a bit. Kind of a private dude, but absolutely adored.

Levi: Okay this show is Robert Downey Jr's Iron Man for Levi. He was like a teen hearthrob and then some kind of drama happened in his early 20's and he fell off the map for a few years. He comes back for this role and everyone is like OH MY GOD HOW DID WE EVER STOP SEEING HIM IN MOVIES HES THE BEST. I feel like his life would be similar to his existence in the fandom now lol; people would absolutely love him. I feel like he's a really down to earth guy (KEANU REEVES TYPE) and during his break from blockbuster hits he was in a bunch of amazing indie movies that get popular after the show, and theres just a million pictures of him back in the 90's/2000's where people are just fawning over Levi in his 20's. Does a lot of magazine and video interviews but isn't particularly active on social media (not his thing) and that makes him even hotter to people. He'd write a book after to tell his life story. And like, you know actor Levi has an absolutely ridiculously hot partner and they've been married for years and he's just THAT GUY.

OKAY THATS IT! I hope you enjoyed this post, lmk if you want another part with more characters! <3

#levi ackerman #attack on titan #aot fandom #levi aot #levi attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk #aot #eren jeager #eren headcanons #levi headcanons #jean kirstein #aot jean #jean headcanons #snk mikasa #attack on titan mikasa #mikasa headcanons #aot erwin #erwin snk #erwin headcanons #ymir freckles #ymir snk #armin aot #armin arlert #armin attack on titan #armin headcanons #hange zöe #hange zoe #hange zoë #hange headcanons

[another-clive-blog]

clive au idea: he hits his head really hard at the casino (when he gets punched by bostro), and he gets some kind of amnesia. when he wakes up, from what he can gather from the others on who they think he is, he starts to genuinely believe he is future luke.

Angst angst angst- Alright I was excited about this one so I tried to make both fanarts and fanfiction hehe. Both are under the cut !! ('Do you like the color of the sky ?' Type of post ndjvdhcd probably SO LONG)

A fair warning tho, I drew on paper and photos destroyed my colors. I'll wait for nice natural sunlight next time...

Alright SO the fun thing is that I've actually done the part we were talking about lol, so without any further ado :

Soooo yeah. Next Google search : How do I tell my kind but sometimes provocative apprentice that he's actually the villain we were looking for.....

And would you look at that !! The fanfiction takes place right after that last picture <3

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"Professor ? What is wrong ?" Big Luke asked, confusion written all over his face. Not concern. Never concern.

Layton should have known.

"You have to tell him, Hershel," Dimitri simply said, another nail in the coffin. He was right, of course, but that didn't make things any easier.

"Professor ?" Little Luke asked, his eyes worryingly going back and forth between the two men.

Well, it was too late to turn back anyway.

Big Luke must have felt it too, because he tried to back away at the last possible second. "Wait, wait, wait-"

A sharp inhale. Composure. And onward we go. "You are not actually Luke Triton."

"I'm not ?!" The actual Luke Triton yelled in anguish.

Layton kept his eyes on the silent young man who was now looking at him with an intense something that he couldn't quite describe. "Your name is Clive Dove. Your parents died in a tragic accident 10 years ago. They were collateral victims of a failed experiment ran by Dimitri's colleagues."

Big Luke whipped around, glaring daggers at Dimitri, and for a brief second Hershel thought that his memory had come back all at once.

It had not. "Tell him he's wrong !!" Big Luke commanded with a sheer anger that only seemed to incriminate him more.

Dimitri shook his head, the same tired sadness he did everything with heavy in his eyes. "He is telling the truth. You told me yourself, because unlike me you were there that day."

"No !" Big Luke insisted before the Professor cut him off.

"Clive, you then got adopted by a nice lady called Constance Dove. She-"

"Stop it !!" Big Luke yelled. Had they lost their minds ?? He would remember if his parents were killed. He wouldn't just forget the last memories he had of them ! No, no, no- Brenda and Clark were alive and well, little Luke had told him that. The professor and that Dimitri guy were just- just making up lies, testing him ! The Professor had been suspicious of his sudden memory loss, and Dimitri was a liar through and through.

They were lying, and he knew exactly how to prove it.

"If I'm not Luke Triton, then what am I doing here ?" He asked, because well- why would he be a part of Dimitri's vicious plan when the guy supposedly murdered his supposed family ? Why would he introduce himself as a Future Luke trying to stop Professor Layton, thing that he had apparently done ? And had he just conveniently ran into the Professor and stayed by his side by sheer luck ?

He crossed his arms smugly. All of these theories fell apart the second he was thought not to be Luke Triton. Checkmate, Professor. You won't fool your apprentice this time.

Layton looked him dead in the eyes. "You are the mastermind behind this whole thing."

...Hu ? Well it was a good question, but he wouldn't exactly call himself a mastermind-

"What do you mean, Hershel ?" Dimitri's voice cut through the silence, and for once he sounded alarmed : Big Luke somehow knew that it was strange to hear so many emotions at once from him.

"We have known for some time that someone else was manipulating Dimitri," Layton admitted, "but we couldn't quite find who. I am afraid we may never get confirmation with your unfortunate situation, but I do believe you were behind all of this, Clive."

"Stop calling me that," he snapped, "and stop telling such stupid theories !"

"You kidnapped those scientists and you told them to work on these weapons-"

"Weapons ?! Is that true, Clive ? This was never a part of our plan, we-"

"But I'm not sure what the final product is supposed to be. It must be something rather enormous, a new kind of weapon or a fortress-"

"Enough !!" Big Luke screamed. "Aren't you done already ?! I thought you were a brilliant man, but you're as pathetic as the rest of them !!"

A gasp. Little Luke took a step back, then another. He looked- he seemed betrayed, and disheartened, and he quickly ran to the professor's side.

Big Luke remained silent- almost. He suddenly was made aware that he was panting, his whole body uncontrollably shaking. He ran a hand down his cheek and surely enough, it was wet.

Most likely sweat than tears.

He looked around. The professor and Luke were finally silent, eyeing him like he was a predator about to strike. Dimitri had gone quiet too, but more in disbelief than anything. It was finally quiet, and yet there was a buzzing in his mind that was deafening, like something was going to snap soon and go off.

He squeezed his eyes shut. Luke Triton- Clive Dove.

Nothing. Not a single memory in sight. His parents, whoever they were, were gone from his mind- possibly gone forever.

The buzzing had stopped by now, but the anguish had not.

#Hope this was okay ! #I had fun with this #Thank you so much !! #clive dove #hershel layton #Not tagging the others because not present enough #professor layton and the unwound future #professor layton and the lost future #unwound future spoilers #lost future spoilers #my art #my writing #Ask #Good au #Very good AU idea actually

[radioiaci]

Wanted to answer all the nice things I was given in one post, so find them under the read-more cuz it's long. <3

@radiiosugars ⧐ you are a wonderful writer and i enjoy seeing your portrayal! I smile when you're on my dash <3 the little details you include with his perspective really do paint a picture! (and i hope your day gets better! )

WEH THANK YOU SO MUCH SALT, you're a blessing and I wholeheartedly appreciate whenever you spam me on Discord with SILLIES even though I don't always have the capacity to respond right away fjkdjgjdg I LOVE YOUR PORTRAYAL AND YOUR ART TOO and thank you for the kindness 😭

@copaceticjillybean ⧐ You are…soooo good at stuff! Your Alastor portrayal, your art, it’s all just really really cool! I’m always so excited, when I see you post your animatics, or a new drawing, or a reply, because I know it’s gonna brighten up my day a bit! ; I know you’re having a hard time today, but I just wanted you to know that I think you’re really neat and good at what you do. ^w^ ; Oh, and I almost forgot- you’re also just FUN. Like, your ooc posts are just cute and funny, and I like seeing you pop on and tell us what you’re thinking. You’re easy to talk to, and that means a lot, especially for someone like me who can get nervous talking with people >u<;

AAAA THANK YOU, I really do try to be as approachable as possible given the type of person that I am, so I really don't want anyone to feel like they CAN'T talk to me. sometimes the RPC can feel really limited and exclusive and I like to change that in whatever way I can. you are always very kind and fun to write with as well AND I CAN'T WAIT to see what sort of sillies Alastor and Jillian can get up to

@helluvaflames ⧐ I love the way you write Alastor and I'm still loving writing Fizzarolli and him in these scenes. You write Alastor so well and its been so fun to get to know him through our threads!

YES THANK YOU YOU GET ME, I love writin' with your lil Fizzy too! I'm also excited for Alastor and Angel's "date" LOL I'm sure there will be RIDICULOUSNESS there, just knowing how they generally interact. Thank you for putting up with me and my silly deer boy!!

@tinyfieryghost ⧐ YOUR ART IS SIMPLY INCREDIBLE. I love how you draw Alastor and writing with you is always a pleasure! I also love how you write Alastor! Silly guy who can and will murder and maim!!! Also you're great to talk to in general!

LISTEN YOU, YOUR ART IS ALSO PHENOMENAL and I didn't think I genuinely would get as invested into Alastor/Ghost's relationship but him in my brain was just like? ? ? ? "this one is mine? ? ?? actually???" so I MEAN IT JUST HAPPENED THAT WAY and I'm not mad about it. I'M EXCITED for Al's encounter with Reaper fr fr and I love writing with you!!!

@visage-of-hell ⧐ *violently kicks in the door* DID SOMEONE SAY POSITIVITY???? ; Bitch, you're one of the most TALENTED fuckers I know on this site. Amazing writing style? Check. Brilliant character portrayal? Check. AND knock-your-socks-off gorgeous artistic skills to boot???? Dude, you are a triple threat of sheer creative genius--don't you DARE be doubting that for even a second!

WUH HUH BUH LISTEN you are ALSO very talented and I VERY MUCH love writing with Al and Vis together because they're a real ENEMY TO LOVER ARC MAYBE? AND I KNOW IT'S SLOW MOVING BECAUSE ALASTOR IS STUPID but I LOVE IT ALSO??? Thank you my friend, I love to talk with you too and share funny sillies and fawn over them being so STUPID

@damnedrainbows ⧐ //you’re one of my favorite alastors and truthfully I admired from the sidelines for a while because I felt inadequate hehehehe I can!t wait to interact with our muses more and see where it go for him and lucifer ; also forgot to tack on, amazing artist ; like seriously I link my friends your art all the time on discord lol

WHAT???? ONE OF UR FAVS???? STOPPIT. That always means a ton to me, especially because I know how many TALENTED and wonderful writers there are playing Alastor out there so that RLY MAKES ME FEEL GOOD AND VALUED and YOUR writing is also fantastic! Al/Lucifer's first thread is so weirdly deep after starting off as like almost a meme and I'm LIVING for it LOL. AND I'M GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART LMAO maybe some day I'll draw something like actual serious for people to share jgdljgd but I enjoy drawing shitpost Al too much BUT THANK YOU this means a lot.

@lilitophidian ⧐ HEEEEY YOU, I LOVE YOUR LITTLE DEER, AND WE GOT SOME DOPE ASS SHIT GOING ON LIKE??? your writing is so fucking good I wanna do more threads with you at some point even though I have verbal diarrhea ; BUT YOU DESERVE THE BEST LIKE I TAKE TIME ON MY REPLIES TO YOU SO THEY ARE GOOD EATS??? Like, let me love on ya!!! ; Also your art ; I'd tattoo the pink dress wearing Alastor on my body fr

MY LIL DEER BOY YES I'M SO EXCITED for him to be.... tortured... mercilessly (that sounds bad LMAO) but LISTEN we are both wordy and I do NOT hate that one bit, I EAT IT UP YUMYUM gimmi all that good good exposition and artsy prose I LOVE that shit and you do it SO WELL. Also thank you for recommending frilly pink dress Alastor, I think he will never live that one down LMAO.

@ducktastic-dad ⧐ you are SO funny and sweet pascall, i love writing with you ( and your writing is amazing obviously i cannot live without it ) but even just our conversations ooc bring me lots of joy !! you have fantastic art and i am FLOORED by how creative you are ! thank you for making me funny shitposts and indulging my horrible brainrot 😭💜

I'M GRABBING YOU AND SHAKING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS listen the fact that you have put up with my dumbass over the last few weeks just constantly spamming you with radioapple shit means that you should get some type of AWARD HONESTLY. every IC interaction we have is so good and whenever you reply I'm like *VACCUUM NOISES* as i ABSORB IT. YOU're the one indulging MY horrible brainrot and u know what there's something beautiful about that. THANK YOU ily ily

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Thank you all for such kind words, it really did make me feel better about my poopy day. <3

#▶ after hours broadcast ▶ #⨻ answers ⨻ #long post #answers under the read-more

[zan0tix]

And it was nice to see you actually enjoyed a media ive enjoyed, I wanted to enjoyed it, but it was hard because ive hearing contants negatives about the fandom in social media (how ive feeling negatives that people dont like dirkjake) So hearing u enjoyed dirkjake make feel better that maybe i can enjoyed homestuck again, so thankies :0

PRO TIP FOR BEING A HOMESTUCK FAN: Log off twitter! 💕

Homestuck is soooo fun and enjoyable when you dont have a bitch in your ear telling you everything about it and all the characters that arent dave or karkst suck 24/7!!!! OFC READ IT CRITICALLY when homestuck is Bad its badbad but damn if homestuck isnt GOOD when its good. Its really fun to analyse and discuss the good parts theres so many interwoven pieces that all fit together somehow I LOVE IT.

I think the best way to enjoy is homestuck is to find friends! Ive had the most fun here by reaching out and befriending mutuals who like it as much as i do and sharing our ideas together. Ive literally muted all the annoying ship names and homestuck tags on twitter because its made my experience there so much more fun😭

If people dont have actual analysis or evidence from the comic behind what theyre saying IDGAF. I feel so much more at peace not listening to people lie at eachother about characters and then all congratulate eachother about “being right”

People shit on literally every ship there. And then everyone in the comments will agree with them LMAO ITS SO WEIRD. Personally i really enjoy having canon material to think about since like i said before theres so many moving parts its so interesting to see how they all come together with the bigger picture and greater themes!! So i love thinking about the canon relationships way more.

I think alot of fandom opinions come from prior experiences detached from canon content itself, the dirkjake yaoi apocalypse was real and i think made alot of people hate them😭 when in canon theyve got so much substance and are really important to act 6.

If you didnt get to have fun with homestuck because of fandom opinions id reccomend trying to read it again ^^! Its way more enjoyable appreciating all the artistry and complexities of the narrative for yourself than trying to fit the understandings of people who erm probably dont have sources to backup their claims about things. Theyre usually just saying things online to get interaction bait 😭

Thank you for the asks though!! I really appreciate it :D I hope anything i said was helpful or insightful LOL im so good at rambling about homestuck (insane)

#daniel talks #homestuck #GUYS. I THINK I LIKE HOMESTUCK… #Anyway erm yeah guys STOP USING HSTWT ITS NOT GOOD FOR YOU IM BEGGING #Read homestuck for what it is!!! and have fun with it! thats what matters :D

[dearhargrove]

Hello~ maybe this is a weird request so you are free to ignore it. Basically i'm rewatching st from season 1 and i was imagining something about Eddie and y/n who is from the Hawkins lab like El without a name but with superpowers, but they're the same age shes not a child. And Eddie meets her and takes care of her like Mike did to El (i'd prefer a female reader, but if you keep gender neutral its okay i dont mind). I know Brenner had all children at the lab, so wtf is a grown girl doing in there lol, but maybe shes a special case o something? Idk, i like to think it like that. (And maybe she escaped before Eleven and the massacre, because she wanted to save her the other children). I know this is long and complicated and if you think you cant write it, i understand, you are free to ignore it, no problem^^

Soooo...

I'll here leave a second request but easier: basically about eddie and y/n (est.relationship), who is a member of the hellfire club, hiding together from the basketball team and the police. Maybe a protective eddie + the scene from ep5 when vecna kills patrick at the lake.

Like i said, you are free to ignore this but i still thank you if you'll do it^^

⟶ request from @ffishandchipss

⟶ summary: after escaping the lab you wander around the woods of Hawkins. Getting lost and a boy with curly hair and the biggest, brown eyes finding you was never in your plans. Not that you mind.

⟶ Eddie Munson x f!reader

⟶ reader has powers (mind control and telekinesis), reader is same age as Eddie

⟶ a/n: this is one of my first requests and i feel so honored and happy someone sent this ! I'm hoping it's to your liking @ffishandchipss ♡ not one of my best but it's so hard to write Eddie for no reason 😭 loved this request & I'm sorry it turned out so bad 😀

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You rip away from the nurse trying to hold you back from escaping but failing just as everyone else. The blood under your nose is smeared over your chin and lips, some of it already dried and unpleasant.

The woman has a scared look on her face, not being able to mask it with confidence. She knows what's to come when you still in her strong grip and make eye contact. You practically see the picture you're building in her mind. Blood is flooding the floor and when she looks at her hands, there's blood staining them - no space that isn't covered by the thick red liquid.

You hear her breath quickening and her grip loosen, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. You use the moment to your advantage and dart off into the direction of the cellar where the tube lays. One of the nurses had made you get something from down here when you discovered the sure way out of this prison.

You had waited for the perfect moment to escape and it came this morning when one of the others accidentally hurt Dr. Brenner. At first, you called him "papa" as all of the kids are instructed but the older you grew the less you called him that.

He was a greedy, crazy man and he didn't deserve the power he held. You give the familiar surroundings one last look before getting on your knees and crawling through the pipe. The floor is rusty and it scrapes your knees open - but if you concentrate enough you can hear birds chirping and wind blowing.

After some time, probably about ten minutes, you start seeing light. You could cry from relief, because you just escaped. It was over. You wouldn't have to sleep on uncomfortable, wiry beds anymore. No weird tests.

You lose a tear when you're at the end of the pipe.

In front of you are acres of forest floor, plants and flowers all around. You dare look around, seeing the hulking building of the laboratories in the far distance. You crawl out and stand up, your knees cracking from effort and your vision lightly swimming from the lack of water and food.

You don't care, starting to run through all the trees which are adorned with healthy green leaves. Bees, birds and other small animals buzz around you and the sun is in the middle of the blue sky. The air is fresh and it's warm.

You hear some noise and get closer, hiding behind trees after every step. There were people. You approach closer and see a group sitting at a picnic table. It stank of alcohol and something else that caused a light headache. They were listening to music and had messy hair. One of them got up on the table, his voice loud. "They call us freaks because we like to play a fantasy game, meanwhile they throw balls through laundry baskets as a hobby!" The group cheers him on and you smile a little at the fun they were having.

The boy with long, curly hair sits back down with his front to your direction and you can make out his face. He has big brown eyes and a small stubble on his chin. His smile is- cute? You're fascinated by all the alcohol they have and the smoke that rises from a few of them. You'd seen cans and bottles like this on TV during one of the rare instances you were allowed to watch it.

The sun reaches beneath the leaves of the trees and it momentarily blinds you. Stepping back, you feel something crunch under your foot. It's loud as it crinkles and your heart stops. The talking stops and about eight heads turn your way.

The flimsy material of the hospital gown flutters a little in the pleasant breeze. You still, panicking. The boy you'd watched before gets up and comes closer. Your first reflex is flinching back, cowering away from him.

He stops and lifts his hands next to his head. "Hey I'm not gonna touch you or anything. Are you from school?" He asks and, gosh - why was his voice attractive, too? You look in his eyes and gulp. "Lab. Bad guys." You say your vocabulary a bit on the smaller side.

"Lab? Do y'all know what she means?" The boy turns to his friends and they shrug or shake their heads, apart from one of them. "Dude, do you know this big building in the south? It's like grey and there's a fence all around it." Was he with Dr. Brenner?

You step further away and look at the guy with fear visible on your face. You try gathering concentration to make him see something but it's all too much and you whip your head back to look at the curly head.

"Is that where you're from?" His voice is gentle and he leans down a bit, the silver chains hanging from his neck clanking together. You nod because after all you could just make them forget if this went wrong, right?

"Shit," he curses with wonder on his face. " Are your parents there?" you stay silent at the mention of parents and his gaze turns pitiful. "Alright, how old are you?"

You weren't 100 percent sure but you should be about 19 now. You open your mouth and answer him. "Alright that means we're the same age. Do you wanna go to the police or something? They'll know what to do." You don't pay attention because all of a sudden one of the guys that had been the loudest jumps in front of you. Flinching violently you defend yourself in the only way you know; your powers. He's thrown against the tree and the ticklish feeling in your nose comes back.

Someone curses in the background and you realize that you're screwed now. You try to even your breathing but it doesn't work.

Eddie shouts out a swear at the guy flying against the tree before he fixes his eyes back on the girl with a buzz cut. Her nose started bleeding and her hands shook as she clenched the thin material of the gown she's wearing.

"Alright, let's, uh, fuck-" ze tries thinking of where to bring her, especially when she's as scared of everything and everyone as she is right now. Whatever happened to her back at the 'lab' definitely scarred her - and not only mentally he realizes when a few bruises and scratch wounds on your shoulders get revealed at your movement.

"Hey, I'll get you away from here- from them, yeah?" Is the first thing coming to his mind and he holds out a hand. She eyes it suspiciously before taking it, her hand significantly smaller than his. The many rings are cold against her hand and she lets one if her fingers glide over the cold metal.

"Do you like them?" Eddie asks, a small smile tugging at his lips. She's sweet. He thinks and watches as she nods, looking up. "Can I… take it?" Her voice is barely audible but soft and pleasant to the ears. "Yeah, sure, lemme-" he holds her hand in his other one and takes a ring of his finger. "You like this one?"

She smiles, flustered, and nods. "Pretty."

"Yeah," he agrees and slides the ring on her thumb. It fits perfectly and she lifts her hand, admiring the way it looks in her. She holds it next to her face and makes eye contact. "You like?"

If he didn't know any better he'd think she looked a bit mischievous at the red on his cheeks and his quick nods.

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"Okay, you see that? That's my car. I live a bit further away so I can't walk here." He explains, and watches out for any students. When he doesn't see any he takes your hand and leads you to his car. He opens the door for you, suppressing a proud grin when you get in with a blush high on your cheeks.

He sees you trying to pull the dress over your thighs, the material way too short. He takes off the flannel he wears under the denim jacket and places it over your exposed legs. "Here. Comfortable?" He asks and you nod, mumbling a 'thanks'.

He gets in the driver's seat and puts the key in the ignition before speeding off. He leaves the radio turned off in case it makes you nervous or something, just to watch you turn it on and turn up the volume. AC/DC blasts through the car and with wonder he watches you bop your head to the screaming guitars and drums, a barely-there, shy smile builds on your face when you look at him.

He sings the next lyrics with a big grin and watches as the girl with the buzz cut and questionable history copies him more quietly.

They race past houses, fields and more trees while simply enjoying loud music.

Stopping in front of his and his uncle's trailer he turns the volume of the radio down and leans against his seat. "Didn't know we had something in common." He grins and twirls a strand of his hair around his pointer finger. You smile at him, a bit more confident in the way you carry yourself now.

"Alright, I live with my uncle but he's at work until, like, 9 PM. It's 2 now so we can order some pizza?" Your eyes practically sparkle at the mention of the greasy food and he chuckles. "That's a yes, right?" You nod, a pleased smile still on your face.

"Okay, let's get out of the car and I'll show you my place and order some pizza." He suggests and the girl nods once again.

The teens get out of the car and in the trailer.

later that day

Sitting on the floor, head propped up against his small shelf, he inspects the thin girl laying in his bed - blanket wrapped around her body up to her chin. Her arm held the blanket up and he smiled at the way his sweatshirt was way too big on you. As soon as you'd gotten more comfortable he offered you to take something from his closet and you chose his "Hellfire Club" shirt. He grinned when you put it on.

What the fuck did he actually think when taking a random orphan home with him? Not only would his uncle absolutely kill him but if someone came searching for him he'd be absolutely fucked, without a question.

But how in the world would he be able to send you away or something? He didn't like to admit it but he was already smitten with the strange girl.

next week

"Alright, this is Chief Hopper. He'll help us with your situation." Eddie introduces the tall man with a Cowboy hat?

You hide a bit behind Eddie, his familiar scent wafting around you. If he liked the guy, this Hopper wouldn't be any danger you guessed and nodded towards the Chief.

"Where'd she come from?" Hopper asks at the realization that you wouldn't talk much. "I honestly have no idea. About a week ago she just stood by the place we always hang, behind school in the woods."

In the days you'd gotten to know him, you learned he was a totally goofy, guitar playing idiot. You've come to appreciate his silly character, so the seriousness threw you off a bit.

"Okay, did she not say anything about where she came from or why she was in the woods in- what'd you say? Hospital gown?" Eddie nods.

"Well she said like two things. One was 'bad guys' and the other 'lab'. We assumed she meant this weird building all the way behind the woods. Ya know with the fence around it." The police officer nods. "You heard about the rotten pumpkins 'round Halloween last year?" Eddie nods, "Came from that lab. We don't know what they're doing there but you gotta keep her safe if she escaped with wounds. I'll check up on her every once a while and see that she can go to school with you, yeah?"

Eddie agrees and says goodbye to the man, watching him drive away and only leaving a cloud of dust behind.

"Music?" you ask, putting a bit of distance between you and him.

"You want me to play again?" He's quite proud to say that since you first heard him play you've been asking him to play for you again and again.

By now it was a small ritual that at least once a day he played your favorite song for you.

He leads you back to his bedroom and you two sit down in his bed, him taking his guitar in his arms and starting the first few notes of the song.

He watches you close your eyes, gently swaying to the song. His admiration for you wasn't a secret, yet it surprised him again and again how much he wants to keep you with him. So far it's been very chill - barely anything happened out here and even if it didn't concern you or him.

When he finished you clap a few times before settling down. He bows jokingly with his hand gesturing wildly, his hair swaying with the movement.

It's about two more weeks later that Hopper comes back to check up on you.

"I've checked the lab but they're really secretive. I couldn't find anything but normal testing on all kinds of stuff but they're also not searching for anyone. So she's safe for now."

Eddie sighs out of relief and sags back in his seat. "That's good to hear, thanks, Chief." they say their goodbyes before Eddie is left alone with you. He hears the shower turn off and a minute later you're stepping out of the bathroom, one of his sweaters pulled over your form. As he's taller and generally more muscular the clothing is too big. He sucks in a breath when you walk past him, sending him a confused glance.

"Uh-" he tries forming a sentence, the words getting stuck in his throat when you tilt your head.

He watches as you huff amused, "I heard. You're cute." He gapes at you saying that all of a sudden because what?

You think he's cute? He's internally freaking out, awkwardly putting his hands in his pockets. "Yeah. Right. Thanks." He clears his throat and looks everywhere but at you, trying to find something to talk about instead of this.

You lean against the wall and cross your arms, eyes fixed on the boy in front of you. "I want to go out." You state and wait for a reply. He's a bit surprised at the request - after all you seemed very content just here for the past few weeks.

"Need to show you something." You add and he just nods quickly. "You can just go whenever, you know? You're not trapped here or anything." What if you thought you weren't allowed to leave? He panics a little because it had definitely never been his intention to just imprison you here.

"I know. Like it here." Coming closer to him he nervously licks his lips, while holding eye contact with you. "I was at school. Looked for you. What is…" you think, not remembering how it was exactly called. He waits, basically endeared by the scrunch of your eyebrows and the tapping of your finger against your arm from where your arms are crossed.

"Ah! D&D! What is that?"

He sputters - so you really were there. He smiles and tugs you to the sofa with him, launching into an explanation about the fantasy game he loved so much.

"I want to play, too."

"Yeah- I, we can teach you. You can come and we'll show you. But they can be real douchebags sometimes. So-" your eyebrows are raised in a questioning way. "If they are not nice, why do you like them?"

He snorts because yes, why was he friends with them?

"Well, you know. Not everyone likes me or how I behave." He explains, "They think I'm too loud or I do weird things and- best of all, they're convinced I'm the leader of a cult." He laughs to himself though there's a bit of loneliness about him when he talks about his situation.

Reaching a hand to his and taking it in yours you sigh. "Some people are boring. They don't like me, either." You think of the nurses that were specifically rude to you and to all the times the doctors hurt you.

He tries interrupting you but you stop him with a simple look. "I'm different. And they are afraid. Makes them mean."

"Why are you different?" He asks. You chuckle and take one if his hair strands between your fingers twirling it. "I can show you." It's a whisper and his curiosity kicks in. "If you want, for sure."

You close your eyes and focus on what you want him to see. You build the picture of him playing his guitar in your mind, making sure he sees it too. "That's how I see you." At that comment he flinches back a little. "What- what do you mean?"

It's too late now you think, regretting showing him because what if he didn't accept this? What if he thought of you as a freak too?

You snap your eyes open and the picture crumbles. "I can.. I can make people see things." Is your only explanation as silence takes over the room.

"Sorry but I don't get what you meant there's no way you-" pulling your hand from his you look at the wall, mugs adorning tons of hooks and shelves.

"No, I don't get- you can't show me things per, mind? That's impossible!"

"Eddie…" your voice is pained when you look at him. He seems as if he thinks you're crazy - which he probably does. "Please believe me." he laughs a little crazily and looks at the ceiling. "Look, y/n," you turn your head to him, the ring on your finger getting heavier by the second. "You can't tell me-" at that moment the door is being kicked open and a few men in suits walk in. "Five?" One of them asks and you stand up, hiding Eddie behind you.

"Leave." You threaten, raising a hand. "You, what the fuck! Get out of my house, dude!" Eddie yells and gestures around wildly. "Quiet." The man says, fixing his gun in Eddie's direction. Your breath stops for a second and your voice is low, "Don't hurt him." The man looks at you like you're crazy, removing the safety from the weapon.

"Yo, what? Man, I didn't even do anything!" He cries out, hands next to his head. "Sit down." The man forces hik, gesturing to the ouch with his gun.

"Go. Now." You threaten one last time. When they don't listen but instead start circling you,.you raise a hand towards the main person, he swallows and tries to keep his cool, ultimately losing when you send him flying out the door. A gun is being held in your direction but you just fling it out of his grip.

One of the men gets you, ramming his fist in your side. You make an oof sound, breath being kicked out of your lungs. "Y/n!" Eddie yells before getting up and kicking the man straight in his stomach.

You use the moment of him being down and push him out of the door and down the veranda.

When you win against the last me, Eddie turns to you. His lip is busted and a wild look is in his eyes.

You breathe heavily and he reaches out to wipe away the blood under your nose with his sleeve. "You weren't lying. Well. This is kinda crazy." You giggle before grabbing him by the collar and pulling him against your body, kissing him.

For a second he stays unresponsive before putting his arms around your hips, tilting his head. When you part you lay your head on his chest with a smile.

"Does that mean I can sleep in my bed again?" He asks, mischief clear on his face when you realize he suggests you two share a bed.

You ended up letting him lay next to you, his arm slinging over your waist as you played with his hair. He enjoys the gentle touches and after a while you settle down. "Tired." He agrees and pulls you against his chest - one hand drawing shapes on your back. Falling asleep in Eddie's arms is different than anything else you've ever experienced. The way he holds you so gently and with so much care alone could make your heart burst but him talking in his sleep probably takes the crown. You giggle and boop his nose. He acts offended and does the same, but pecks all over your face instead of just your nose.

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n

[boytumms]

ok i'm sorry this isn't even belly stuff specifically, i just need to complain to a fellow artist who might understand my pain, but ugh why is human anatomy so hard to draw?? i got the brilliant (sarcasm) idea of this one drawing where one of the characters needs to be shirtless (i'm doing a fake book cover piece, i want it to include said character, and he spends like 70% of the book as basically a gladiator. don't ask), and no matter what I do, it just won't look right and i'm getting soooo annoyed with it

Oh man yeah I get that lmao, I never really studied anatomy until uni where we actually have to. I do that thing where I either keep using the same pose over and over or when I try a new one it’s much harder to get right. I think the only advise I have it to go ham on using references, no shame in just looking at a picture of a model and copying it! Also start studying anatomy lol

#ask #anonymous #good luck soldier o7

[drabbles-mc]

Promise Me

Bob Floyd x F!Reader

Whumptober 2022: No.12 What Could Go Wrong?- "Mayday, mayday!”

Warnings: angst, no use of “y/n”

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: Soooo this is my first Top Gun fic, and by extension my first Bob fic. I didn’t plan for my first fic for him to be an angsty one but it lined up so nicely with the Whumptober prompt. I picture this fitting into canon so things do work out fine I just don’t go into it in this fic. Anyway! Hope you enjoy and please take it easy on me as I get used to a new fandom/new characters lol

You had been on-edge from the second he told you about the mission. He knew that it was going to be hard to hear, but he also wasn’t going to try and hide things from you either, the downside of that is that he wasn’t going to water things down about his job. So he told you as much as he could. He told you what he could about the mission, he told you how insane the training exercises were going to be.

You knew his job was dangerous, no matter how much his buddies tried to make it seem like he had the dorky end of things. He was still up in those planes just like everybody else. If things went sideways, he was just as much at-risk as anyone else. You knew that. You’d known that from the second you met him all dressed up in his uniform. It was an unavoidable fact. But you could tell from the way that he talked about it that the stakes with this were different.

You’d been walking around with a knot in your gut for days. You had barely seen Bob because of how busy they’d been with training. You understood that, you knew the stakes were impossibly high. But it didn’t do anything to soothe the anxiety you’d been dealing with. It didn’t help that the few times you were able to talk to him, he seemed stressed out and nervous too. He told you about the push-ups, and you could only imagine the toll that was taking on everyone on top of everything else that was happening.

Your bed always felt empty whenever he wasn’t in it. You hadn’t expected to get so wrapped up in someone so fast, but it happened so naturally. If that hadn’t been the case, you wouldn’t have been up tossing and turning so many nights in a row as you worried about him.

Finally, though, you body gave into its own exhaustion. Even though your arm was dangling off the bed, and one leg was kicked out from underneath the blanket, you were still fast asleep. After a few nights in a row of only getting a few hours at a clip, your body was in heaven.

Your mind, however, was not.

Dreams and nightmares had never really been something you had to contend with as you got older. You hardly ever remembered your dreams or your nightmares. Sometimes you would remember them for a couple minutes after you woke, but then they’d be gone and you would just go about your day as usual.

If this was what your other nightmares felt like, you were glad that you never remembered them. It wasn’t even really about you. You were watching it all happen, but you weren’t really part of it. There was nothing you cold do about any of it, and that made it so much worse. You were stuck watching the horrendous scene play out in front of you with no power to stop it. It all looked so real, felt so real. The sound of Bob and Phoenix screaming for help that wouldn’t come rattled to your core.

“Mayday, mayday!” was still ringing in your head as you shot upright.

You were fighting to catch your breath, heart beating harshly against your ribcage. Tears stung at the edges of your eyes as you ran your hands over the top of your head, fingers raking along your scalp. Pulling your legs closer to you, you rested your head against your knees as you tried to talk yourself out of the meltdown that you were on the brink of.

It was just a nightmare. You weren’t a psychic. There was no reason to believe that anything your brain had conjured up was actually going to happen. But there was a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach that you just couldn’t shake. This nightmare wasn’t quickly fading away like all the others had in the past.

You reached over, grabbing your phone from where it was charging on your nightstand. You checked the time, and you knew that for anyone else, it would be an obnoxious time to call. But you also knew that Bob would be waking up to get start training relatively soon. You were tempted to wake him up a little before his alarm just to soothe your own frayed nerves. It was selfish, and you knew that you shouldn’t. You procrastinated by going back and rereading all of the texts that the two of you had been exchanging over the last few days. There weren’t many because of how busy he had been, but he always made a point to reach out and check in.

You looked back up at the time on your phone. You let out a sigh of relief, knowing that by now at least his alarm had gone off. He might’ve hit snooze, he might not be out of bed yet, but you weren’t going to be the first thing waking him up. You had that going for you.

Hitting the call button, you brought the phone up to your ear. It rang a few times and you thought you were about to go to voicemail when you heard Bob’s drowsy voice on the other end of the line.

“Hello?”

The relief that went through you just at the sound of his voice had you melting back down into your mattress, no longer pinned back anxiously against your headboard. “Hey.”

He hummed in recognition, letting you know that he clearly hadn’t been paying attention to the name that was flashing on his screen when he answered the phone. He probably figured that whoever was calling at such a ridiculously early hour had a good reason. Suddenly you felt a little silly for calling.

“Everything okay?” He was clearly biting back a yawn as he spoke.

You didn’t want to admit why you called, but you had never been a good liar, either. “Um. Yea. I just…I needed to hear your voice.”

He was still speaking quietly, but he was fully awake now. “What happened?”

The concern that you could hear in his voice made your tears start to reappear. You took a deep breath, shaking your head at yourself. “It’s stupid.”

He let out a tired chuckle. “I doubt that.” He paused, waiting for you to say something. When you didn’t, he repeated his question. “What happened? Talk to me.”

In the entire time that you’d known him, Bob had never said or done anything to make you feel self-conscious. You still found it difficult to tell him the reason behind your early-morning phone-call. He waited patiently. Finally, you just came out with it.

“I had a, uh, a nightmare.”

“Oh?” He hadn’t been expecting that. “About what?”

“Um. Y-you.”

“Me?”

You hesitated, feeling bad for even mentioning it now. “Yea. You…you and Phoenix.”

You could hear the small sigh that he let out. He wasn’t frustrated with you—that’s not what it was about. He just knew how stressed the whole ordeal was making you, and he felt bad. Part of him wished that he could take it back.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized, even though he had nothing to be sorry for.

“You don’t have to be,” you felt your bottom lip quivering, “You didn’t do anything wrong. I just, you know, I worry.”

“I know. But it’s all gonna be fine. Me and Phoenix, we know what we’re doing, right?” his usual lightness was starting to come back to his voice.

It got a smile out of you. “Yea, you know what you’re doing.”

“I mean, she at least knows what she’s doing. I’m along for the ride.”

The knot in your gut was slowly starting to loosen the more that you talked to him. Something about the ease with which he talked to you, the tiny hint of humor in his voice even at the absurd hour made you feel better. Remnants of the nightmare were still there, but they were at least being balanced out by what you were currently hearing now.

“You’re not half-bad either, so I’ve heard. I’ve got it on good authority that you’re actually pretty good at what you do.”

“Whose authority?”

“Phoenix’s,” you said with a tiny laugh.

“Guess I can’t argue that,” he chuckled. You could picture him rubbing his eyes, running his fingers through his hair as he tried to gear up to start getting ready for the day.

“Promise me you’ll be safe?”

He paused, but he still told you what you needed to hear. “I promise.”

You knew that there was only so much that he could do to ensure that, but even just hearing him say it made you feel better. You let out a quiet sigh of relief. “Thank you. I’m…I’m sorry for calling you so early.”

“I can think of worse ways to start my day.”

You smiled at that, picturing the little smirk on his face. “I’ll talk to you later?”

“Yes ma’am.”

You chuckled, always getting a kick out of it when he said that to you. “Alright. I’ll let you go.

“How about I give you a call when we wrap up with training today? I can come over for a bit?”

“Yea?” the hope in your voice was palpable.

“Yea.”

“I like the sound of that.”

You could hear the smile in his voice. “Good. I’ll call you later then.”

“Be safe,” you reminded him one more time.

“Always.”

When you hung up the phone, you felt so much better. You were still nervous—that wasn’t going to change until training and the mission were done and over with. But you felt a little more in control of your own thoughts and feelings just from the quick conversation with him over the phone. You trusted him. You trusted Phoenix. You trusted the two of them to look out for each other to the best of their ability. They were one of the most solid duos that someone could ask for. You tried to find comfort in that.

There was no going back to sleep for you after that, despite the fact that Bob had put you at ease. So instead, you slowly started to go about getting ready for your day, not caring how far ahead of schedule you were going to be. You took your time, replaying all of the things that he had just said to you. You focused on that as much as possible as you got to work and settled in. It was the most reassured that you’d felt about everything since the day he told you what he was getting called in for.

When your phone started buzzing on your desk later that afternoon, you didn’t think too much as you reached for it. Flipping it over to see who was calling, your heart dropped into your stomach when the called ID said it was the hospital. Your hand was trembling as you went to hit the accept button.

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[eureka-its-zico]

”I’ll do you the honour of killing you with Yuri” Mihawk holds up a picture of women in love, embracing, laughing, enjoying their time together. Zoro, a man who rejects romance and all affection with every fibre of his body, faints. Doc gives him an ice pack for the bruise he’ll wake up to as he just went splat on the floor. Mihawk, bidding his new best friend Usopp goodbye before he leaves. The end. No bad injuries. (Yuri, from my quick google, is about romance between women, I think) (idk I thought this was funny)

Okay on to my serious attempt at reviewing your work, Jenna. Loved it!!!!!! My goodness I was just all warm and fuzzy despite the angst of Zoro trying to fulfil his dream and his vow. I read you haven’t really been feeling your writing lately and whilst of course your feelings are valid, and no one can be full of confidence in their creations at all times, I must dispute. You are just soooo good at writing the interactions between people who care about each other, especially in non verbal methods. Like in last chapter how Sanji displays his care for Zeff despite his words, and in this, how everyone was clasping elbows etc in worry for Zoro.

“I’m always going to be in every one of your corners because you guys are in mine”

wow, i love that line, it is so accurate to live action Luffy (haven’t read enough of the manga to verify how in line it is with that version). What an amazing person, he’s just always so kind. I’m sometimes close to tearing up at how he just always treats his friends earnestly, just as he’s incredibly silly, his lack of filter applies to being unabashedly kind. You did great with his character.

and I’m happy to see Sanji and the drink owed! And Ussop kept on mentioning Zoro, which was definitely what a teasing friend would do, it depicted childhood friends well. About their childhood, more specifically Doc’s, I was definitely surprised and happy to see some development there too.

Anyways, or I’ll go on forever,

have an absolutely fantastic week!

(also, what does Osiyo mean for you? I could google it, but it always impersonal getting a machine translation, like I’m just getting a word translation and not what situations people would use it in, etc)

Osiyo, Chilly!!

I have been unhinged laughing in the corner of my room for the last three minutes after reading your first part. I was like, Yuri? Forgot my ass WROTE YORU AS YURI and immediately lost all brain function and have gone into an endless sea of cackles. I have wondered how the hell I missed it while going and fixing it. I am officially deceased. Good fucking bye lol.

Osiyo (ᎣᏏᏲ) is Cherokee for Hello. I am Native American and that is my tribes language.

Thank you for being so sweet. I try really hard to make the interactions between them feel real and well-thought-out. I'm happy it is something that you can see while reading it, and I appreciate you saying such nice things. I am trying to be kinder to myself the way that you, and others have shown me kindness.

Luffy in the OPLA seems to be incredibly kind. I've just started reading the manga but have been watching the anime for a while. I NEED DOC TO MEET BROOKS OK. Even in there, he is a softie, but I feel like OPLA Luffy is even softer than that??

Thank you for stopping by and leaving me this sweet review. It is always a pleasure to hear from you! I hope your Monday is a good one and your week even better. Much love.

#simplychillin #answered #when i tell you i lost my shit realizing my editing skills didn't notice the wrong name was still there #i died #absolutely lost my mind over an editing error lol #thank you for stopping by !! #Chaos in Their Bones review #and yes I went and edited that shit asap lol