#also no offense these go pretty hard thank u <3

[lelelego]

ain’t that a kick in the head

#fallout #fallout new vegas #fnv #courier six #eyy here's my courier oc! hes eli hes early-mid 20s and hes ready to stumble around and get offed bc of that 3 END #i'm thinking about preparing an info sheet for him too but hhhhh. saints row hyperfixation............. #also no offense these go pretty hard thank u <3 #doodly thingy #oc: eli #fallout tag

[lampadarietto]

hi!!1! i hope u are feeling good today ^w^ just a disclaimer before the actual request, can u give (space) after symbols? like:

i eat dog food today!it isnt so good, ngl ❌

i eat dog food today! it isnt so good, ngl ✅

u dont need to keep up w doing that, but i ask at least in my request. i have some reading difficulty so the space between the letter and the symbol makes reading easier to me. thanks!!1!

anyway- i wanted to ask for a platonic tadc one. jax, caine, ragatha, gangle, zooble, pomni and kinger x teen reader (im not sure if u are used to making multiple in one post, but u can choose just one or somes if u are struggling :3), the reader have a personality similar to a eeve, if u know what i mean. shes kind and caring, a bit energetic and fun-loving, she protects the other characters and give them some weird things she finds around, she smiles a lot and i imagine one trait of her appearance, it being she having a cardboard box in her head that shows her facial expressions by emoticons, like ">w<" and ":0" (u dont need to add that, i just thought its a fun concept to write about). bUT in the other hand... shes not so sweet. she is chaotic and not much as jax but she loves to tease others (like playfully fighting or being playfully mean but never crossing a boundary by doing so), shes stubborn to do things she dosent want to do and shes lazy, she is bold w her feelings and she have a bit of a short temper to some topics (even tho she dosent physically hurt anyone, she does create a beef w them and is sure to show it, by dirty looks and being passive agressive)

anyway, i dont think i have further ideas. so have fun!!1! u can deny this request if u want. its totally ok ^_^

Omg sorry about the symbol thing!!!

Also this is probably my fav request so far because im a big sucker for platonic requests so thank you!

this took like 3-4 hours to write help

₊ ⊹JAX

✰If you like pranking people, you're surely going to ask Jax for help.

✰he's like the pranking master there, just ask and he'll help you!!

✰definitely bullies you at first, kinda depends on how you look and act. Also endlessly bullies you because you're really young. Would not care that you're a 'teen', you're still a little child in his eyes.

✰You're short? im sure you won't mind if Jax puts his arm on your head!

✰Tall?? like, taller than Jax?? Hes gonna kick you behind the knee so you're shorter! (be ALWAYS on guard because this guy kicks hard even when he doesn't mean it)

✰You're like, happy all the time?? He would try to make you sad (as a joke)

✰If you're small, he IS going to throw you at things and maybe people too in certain occasions.

✰If you're arguing with someone, he just roots for you on default. He doesn't even care what it is about or with who you're arguing with, he's gonna trip the person you're arguing with either way (unless it's caine, that dude floats)

✰If you have a cardboard box as your head, he's surely drawing on it or putting stickers on it. Everyone would do that, sure. But his stickers are either offensive or just ugly (will act as if you stabbed him with a fork if you remove them)

✰If you've got long hair (or hair that you can tie up) he'd go like "let me tie your hair, it looks ugly" and pull on it as hard as he can (ultimately making you fall)

✰teaches you comebacks so you don't look like a 'loser' while arguing with someone (please don't use his comebacks they are really bad)

✰might let you see where he puts his keys to various places (like rooms and stuff, yours included somehow) but dont tell anyone or he's going to kick you into the sun

✰Personally, i give rocks i think are pretty to the people i care about. I draw a face on them, and bam here's the gift. If you do that too, but maybe with other objects, Jax is probably going to hit you with it atleast once (not too hard though)

✰If you tend to give lots of gift he's probably going to need a little corner of his room called 'gifts from ___'

✰Some gloinks came into his room once and stole some of the gifts from that corner. Jax never told you (he forgot to..)

✰Steals your food at the dinner table while bullying Gangle because he has nothing better to do

✰If you're in time out for any reason (like swearing too much) he's going to get you out of the punishment (he always fails bruh)

✰The only reason why he fails is that he's bad at coming up with an excuse because it's to get YOU out of trouble. It's easy when he's trying to get himself out of trouble and comes naturally, but it just doesn't with other people.

✰overall really annoying if he actually enjoys spending time with you, would recommend unless you're really irritable

₊ ⊹ZOOBLE

✰Zooble is really chill, they may even become your 'gossip buddie' if you'd like.

✰The fact that you're younger than them makes it easier (for them, at least.) since you can learn alot from them!

✰Pulls up to your door, rings the doorbell and when you open she goes "i HAVE to tell you about-" and just enters your room while he speaks(unless you don't want to, of course)

✰if you have a cardboard box head, they surely wrote 'zooble' on your carboard box and some insults somewhere (mainly for Jax)

✰laughs ALOT when you tease or straight up pick on people (especially Jax)

✰If you see one of his parts not in the place it's supposed to be, please put it in it's respective place! If you've become friends with zooble, they will surely trust you with things like putting back a body part if she doesn't notice it's in the wrong place!!

✰If you swear a lot, they'll probably laugh until Caine puts you in timeout (that's when she knows she's next)

✰If you ask nicely, they will try to find some (digital) nail polish and let you paint their nails (or them painting your nails, they don't mind either way.)

✰Almost chopped some of your hair off once while trying to do a cute hair style (the crab hand thing is really sharp. They didnt mean it!!!!)

✰flips you off on daily basis for random reasons and roll their eyes in the sassiest way possible

✰If you give them gifts, they'll act as if it's horrible but store it in his room later (he's NEVER telling you that)

✰Is grateful when you (try to) protect them from gloinks. Everytime Zooble is around, some gloinks are already there to just steal her body parts! Help her, do something please!

✰Overall very chill, would recommend unless you get offended easily

₊ ⊹CAINE

✰oh boy!!

✰the circus is a place for children. Finally a child or someone close to one!!!!

✰He's very excited. Makes you and the others (Zooble doesn't usually come though) go have adventures! you even got to choose once!!!

✰Again, if you wear a carboard box head he will sign it like hes a celebrity and write a something next to his signing. (his handwriting is really elegant too!)

✰Once made you look after Bubble while he was dealing with... some things and the whole circus was almost set on fire (all thanks to jax trying to see if Bubbles were flammable)

✰If you swear too much, you'll have to go in timeout!!!! (Zooble goes in timeout often)

✰Stores every single one of your gifts even if Jax says they're ugly

✰𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘚 your energy and attitude!

✰Very happy to see you enjoy your time here with the others.

✰If you're a picky eater or dont like the (digital) food chef Bubble cooks, hes surely going to make Bubble cook something of your choice!!

✰If you entered the circus when you were 10 years old or less, you probably had a bedtime before turning 12. If you were up past your bedtime, you were usually put in timeout!

✰Finds it funny that you tease people.

✰Overall much of a father figure if you've entered the circus when you were really young. (like from 7-11 years old)

₊ ⊹POMNI

✰Pomni was NOT expecting to find a kid in the circus.

✰Why aren't you trying to find a way out? You're young, get out of here and live a happy life!!

✰Other than than, Pomni is very shy and awkward at first.

✰She's not.. sure on what to say. To you, to everyone.

✰She's still trying to find a way out so she won't talk to you or anyone at first.

✰After some time, you speak more and more to her until she gets comfortable with you.

✰She chuckles when you tease people, sometimes.

✰will draw on your cardboard box head if you have on and write her name on it.

✰She often talks to you about the exit door, about the real world.

✰"Don't you want to go back?" she literally bombards you with questions of all kind..

✰Try to be friendly with her, please! She's still trying to get used to the circus and it's weird individuals... (ahem.Jax.)

✰i just KNOW that Jax tripped Pomni atleast once. Please don't let that happend..

✰(tries to) Keeps your gifts somewhere in her room, often loses some..

✰Overall really nice when you get to know her. Stutters alot when shes nervous and is still shocked.

₊ ⊹RAGATHA

✰a kid?? here?? Oh my.

✰She WILL tell you about everything you should know.

✰"Oh, be careful or you might-" "This is where we usually-" "don't! Its dangerous!"

✰She tries her best.

✰Shes always there for you! She tries to get you involved in activities, adventures and everything!

✰Writes a happy phrase on your cardboard box (if you have one) so that you're happy, even when not feeling like your best.

✰loves your gifts! Is a little weirded out at first but loves them alot! She keeps them in her room like trophys.

✰Will make your hair look very cute if you let her touch it. She will put bows, ribbons, every cute thing that she think might fit you.

✰Loves to have someone as nice as her (for the most part) and is glad that she's not the only one with a 'cheerful' attitude at the circus.

✰You can protect her if you want but be careful for random sharp things! Ragatha will be mad(not at you) if you accidentally get hurt while you try to protect her..

✰Shes honestly like a mother figure or an older figure you can count on.

✰Overall the nicest person at the circus, would recommend

₊ ⊹KINGER

✰He jumpscared you once.

✰Apologized right after, of course!

✰Kinger is a rather.. paranoid person. He doesn't get out of his impenetrable fortress unless someone needs him, and gets starled easily.

✰At first, he wasn't sure on what to think about you.

✰When you decided to gift him a little handmade insect collection, he immediately thanks you and invites you into his fortress.

✰You two had fun, and he said you could come in his fortress at any time, but to just warn him beforehand.

✰Stores every gift you give him. Could be an insect collection, rocks or handmade stuff. He doesn't care. He collects them.

✰He still jumpscares you (accidentaly) most of the times. He doesn't mean it!

✰He's super convinced that 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞 would've 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 you.

✰He wishes she was still here, just to show you off.

✰Would get amused when you tease people!

✰Please dont let the gloinks just steal his fortress!!!!

✰Overall pretty chill aside from the sudden jumpscares and random screams, would recommend

₊ ⊹GANGLE

✰would warm up to you pretty quickly.

✰Please comfort her when shes crying or when Jax breaks her comedy mask!!! :(

✰Almost always has her comedy mask when she's with you. Shes just so happy!

✰If you try to help her fix her mask, shes going to be really grateful.

✰Stores every one of your gifts.she Thinks they're beautiful!

✰Please teach her some comebacks so that shes not completely hopeless against Jax :(

✰Shes mostly kind to you, but Gangle is also a shy soul.

✰She's like a bigger sister to you.

✰She tries her best to be as happy as she can around you.

✰Overall really nice (but shy), would totally recommend unless you dont like people crying alot

#the amazing digital circus #x reader #tadc zooble #tadc pomni #tadc jax #tadc #tadc kinger #tadc caine #tadc gangle #tadc ragatha

[tradetobest]

I went to my first pens game in March (Vs the Hurricanes). I don't really like hockey and don't understand it. Why does the ref just randomly blow the whistle and they all have to stop??? I didn't understand

first of all. that is the FUNNIEST game to have gone to. as a leafs fan who complains about missing michael bunting to anyone who will listen going to see his two next teams play each other is an incredible coincidence. ok nerding over

the refs will blow the whistle in three circumstances: a goal, a penalty, or a rule violation. "they all stop" is probably an indication that it was a penalty (theyre more likely to idle), as when it's a rule violation they usually just skate over to where the faceoff is gonna be but ill explain both anyway.

penalty: there are a couple different types of penalties, but the most common is a minor penalty. a few of these are tripping, elbowing, hooking, and holding. they're usually pretty self-explanatory, and when they happen the whistle gets blown and the guy who does it has to go into the penalty box for two minutes. usually guys will also skate to the ref to complain about the penalty. very funny.

honestly penalties are sort of hard to spot, especially if its your first game. i still have trouble if im not focusing fully on the game and i LOVE being insane about spotting little things. they also dont provide like. programs or shit at hockey games. like, why is there no beginners guide? smh. but yeah. penalties are Putting That Grown Man in timeout, and an absolute Delight.

since there's a guy in the box, the team has to play one player down, and the other team gets to keep all of their players (a 5v4). this is good for most teams but ESPECIALLY not the pittsburgh penguins, who are very bad at it. rip to u....

rule violations: to my knowledge there are two of these: offside and icing. theyre a bit more difficult so im gonna put diagrams, and also explanations.

there are three zones in the hockey rink: the offensive zone (where the opposing team's goalie is), the neutral zone (in between the blue lines), and the defensive zone (where your team's goalie is).

offside: when a player crosses the blue line from the neutral zone into the offensive zone before the puck does. cant do that!!

icing: a player shooting the puck the length of the ice, crossing the centre line and the opponents goal line. theres a BUNCH of complications to it, but that's it at its most simplest form. this rule was made bcs players used to just camp their own net and shoot the puck down the ice to prevent the other team from scoring, which is unfair and unfun to watch.

anyway hope that helped!!!!! hope it was also. comprehensible. thanks for helping me procrastinate my final!!!! hope you get to go to another game next season (or ?? i guess the pens have 3 games left so) and have fun and maybe understand a little bit!!!!

#asks #thanks for asking me i love being asked questions!! #if you have any more. i got u also

[peejsocks]

https://peejsocks.tumblr.com/post/683976257499693056/starting-an-argument-with-your-fave-just-to-end-up

Can I also request this with Ryan yes pls if u do smut

87. not being able to focus on anything during a conversation, you're too busy staring at your lover's lips

a/n: i hope it’s ok i combined the two, they just fit well together. thank you for requesting <3

disclaimers/tags: nsfw. pretty much pwop. borderline rough sex.

ryan dunn x f!reader

"I am not kissing Ryan."

Leaning on the wall, your body jolts up, exclamation directed towards the boys in the couch.

It's hard to hear them over the loud music and chatter of the crowd, clueless as to why you're discussing this at a party.

"C'mon, it's just one skit." Pontius pipes up. Knowing he doesn't even care about the confusing 'skit' Bam just came up with, more interested in instigating, you snicker at him. "You're supposed to be an actress, aren't you?"

That's actually offensive, not appreciative of condescending talk regarding your career.

Breathing in, remembering this is classic Chris pushing people over the edge, you put your foot down. "I'm not doing it. Why can't it be anyone else?"

"Because it's funnier if he has to kiss someone he hates."

Well, that does make sense. Bam's laugh is still irritating.

"I don't hate her." Ryan shrugs, sitting on the back of the couch, holding a beer in between his legs and not looking at you. He knows how to irk you, using the third person as if it is not worth it to waste words in your direction. "She's pretentious and I'm bored when she talks, but hate is too much."

His bluntness is not unfamiliar. Arguments between you were a constant whenever you joined the Jackass guys, either at a party or a guest-star appearance in an episode. Essentially, you think he's dumb and aggravating, disagreeing with his general attitude; and he finds you to be a tightass who takes herself too seriously and acts above everyone for being 'real' hollywood.

Anything was a reason to bicker. If anybody asked you, however, Ryan is the one who starts all of your fights, provoking you until a sarcastic comeback sets off a proper half hour argument.

"Ok, see, no chemistry." Hands moving between you and the blonde man, you try to end this ridiculous conversation. "It won't be fun for anyone. Not the role for me, sorry."

Stuffing your hands in the pockets of your denim jacket, which covered a little black dress, you shrug away into an escape but Ryan prevents it. Quickly, he's standing up and pointing fingers.

"Because you don't think I'm good enough. Again, that's just proof you have a superiority complex. Not the 'role' for you, that's ridiculous! It's just a skit, not one of your indie projects."

"Okay, leave my job out of this. It wasn't serious, I was joking." You put an enphasis on the last word.

A legitimate laugh comes out when he responds with 'your joke sucks'. He's clearly not as good at controlling his emotions as you.

Stepping closer, you can feel his breath on your face. For a second, you swear his eyes glance at your lips. "Are you gonna throw a tantrum over it?"

Remembering Chris and Bam are watching everything, you decide to take the rude route and leave the room wordlessly.

It's hot inside the house, cringing when your hand feels the sweat in the back of your neck. Looking around, you figure no one's gonna notice you sneaking out into the backyard, so you push through the many bodies to the chipped white door.

There's a clear sky, providing the comfort of having a lot of space to breathe and feeling very small in the vast of night. People tend to be unnerved by thoughts like that, but it calmed your mind.

A full moon is responsible for the only lighting in the 'forbidden' section of this house party.

Ryan bursting through the door and loudly going down the three steps, wood creaking, ruins your peaceful moment.

"Yes, I am." You're confused and he rolls his eyes, impatient. "Throwing a tantrum. I'm doing it."

Running a hand down your face, you sigh and take your jacket off, feeling the humid air creeping up. The metal of the buttons scratch against the picnic table you throw it onto. "Can't it wait? I really wanted to enjoy some fresh air and silence."

"Why are you so against it?" Of course there's a cigarrette in between his lips. It gives him even more of an unhinged look than he usually has.

"It would not help our situation at all." Direct was the way to go, hoping an answer would suffice and the subject would be dropped. Unfortunately, he asks what exactly is your 'situation'. "You know. Insuffurable."

"That's your fault!" He is so convinced of this, yelling it, that your shocked expression meets his intensity. "C'mon, you walk around with your nose up, untouchable. What's so special about you, huh?"

Ryan is wildly gesturing with both hands, the cigarrette moving up and down in his lips as he talks, tiny puffs coming out.

Eyes focus on one thing at a time. Shaggy hair. Scratchy beard. Tight black shirt and those stupid heavy boots. Something twisted is going on, because why is Ryan raining insults over you turning your cheeks red?

Carelessly bunching up your hair so it's not sticking to your neck, you think of ways to force the stranger in front of you to leave. Maybe when he's out of sight you'll calm down.

"You know what, asshole? So much. And you'll never know. I am too good for you." His cigarrette is out on the grass, eyes squinting, probably suspicious of the unnatural answer he always tried to extract out of you but never got. "I don't need you tarnishing my record."

"Isn't that part of your job, though? Are you gonna refuse a role everytime you disagree with a co-star?" Laughing, his shoes are an inch away from the tip of your knee-high boots. "No one will take you seriously if you act like a middle-school girl. Didn't you call me unprofessional?"

His tone is teasing enough to give away he's intentionally trying to drive you mad. Sick of having your dedication to acting questioned you step up to Ryan, biting the bait, face to face once more.

"I don't think you got it. I can take a prick at work any day. The problem is you, Dunn. I don't want anything to do with a scumbag like you." It's harsh, and he gives no reaction. Instead, he does it again, definitely looking down at your lips. Feeling your plan backfiring, you try to get his attention back to your words. "Are you even listening? Your head is so far up-"

Big hands envelop the back of your head, Ryan's nose grazing yours during the kiss.

When you move away, ready to ask what the fuck, the same hands pull you back in.

"Shut up."

Dry lips kiss you again, a taste of cigarrettes and cold beer, exactly what you would've expected. All that the mixture does is add onto your confusion, you want more.

The very reason this fight started is what's happening right now, and it feels so good. You can't believe you nearly passed on it.

Guiding you backwards, his hands are now sliding down your back. Cold fingers grab your ass, lifting your dress just enough to feel the skin.

"Ryan?" A whisper, not really intentional, you're just so lost your brain is demanding outside help.

Instead of an answer, Ryan slips his tongue in your mouth. You hum and it wakes you up, pushing on the heaving chest.

He can't even look you in the eyes, still focused on your red lips. "What?"

Attempting to choke out a sentence, a strange noise is what comes out, clearly still out of your body.

Ignoring you completely, the kiss is so rough this time it hurts your jaw and a string of saliva runs down your mouth.

As quick as it happened, it ended.

"Do you want me to stop?" Ryan cuts off all physical touch but doesn't move otherwise, few inches away.

Your knees buckle at his raspier tone, desesperate to get out of this skin-tight dress. The answer is obvious, but saying 'no' was too real, so you opt for implying it.

Grabbing a handful of his shirt, you pull him close and clarify through gritted teeth, "If you ever tell anyone about this…"

"Wouldn't dream of it." He's all over you again, holding your hips until they hit the same piece of garden furniture you abandoned your jacket on.

Before you can complain about the pain in your back from the table, Ryan's palm is brushing up your thigh, eventually reaching the thin underwear. A shudder runs through your body and he chuckles, self-satisfied.

If this is how it's going to be, you might as well try to enjoy it. Taking advantage of your position, you rub yourself against his hand and pull on his blonde hair, fully intending to hurt him.

You end up biting his lip and having to apologize when he mouths off. "Sorry, princess, I didn't know you wanted me to be gentle."

"By all means, let's switch it up." Ryan's other hand goes under the dress to rip your underwear, making you gasp. It was expensive. "Hey, your words."

"I can't fucking believe y-" Words are caught in your throat when he uses his knee to spread your legs further apart. Luckily, he catches on to how soaked you already are and inserts two fingers right away.

Your grunt is vulgar, a primal reaction to being treated with such little hesitation. It gets the intended chain of reactions, Ryan's fingers start moving and his lips are on yours again, slowly but expertly using his tongue.

It's the first time the two of you are mostly quiet in each other's presence.

To change that, gripping his shoulders, you do your best to rub his crotch with your leg, and successfully pull out a moan from his lips.

Unfortunately, it's still not enough action, the awkward position not allowing much room for real stimulation. "This isn't working."

"What's wrong?" Taken aback by the sincere concern, you feel more confident when his hands move back to your ass by default.

"I need you deeper." The words are so casual that Ryan is now the one temporarily thrown off. You point your head to the left. "Think you can take me against the wall?"

No thought is given to the question, benefiting from the hand placement and lifting you up. You're glad to be carried to the spot - which meant you were now hidden from the door's view - unable to count on your wobbly legs.

Ryan puts you down dramatically slow, hands feeling your body as he does.

It's uncharacteristically sensual. Presumably trying to step it up, he bites your neck.

His tongue starts licking down to your breast, and before you can stop it, he's pulling the shoulder strap of your dress down and uncovering one of your breasts. It's equally revolting and pleasurable when he takes your nipple in, still using his teeth.

Fingers snake up to pull on golden locks subconsciously, begging him to continue. But the familiar feel of being given a hickey stops you. "What the fuck, dude?"

"Relax, the dress is gonna cover it."

Realizing who you're letting get away with all this, a defensive posture starts replacing your vulnerable state. Ryan notices, trying to salvage the moment. "No, no, c'mon. You're gonna give up that easily?"

"I think this is a fucking mistake."

"Well, yeah. Of course it is. So what?" His hands press you back against the wall, fingers pushing your dress up carefully. What you really want to do is slap him and ask for more, but you refrain for now. "We're already here. What's the point of not finishing it?"

Whether it's because he's right or because of the way he licked his lips is not important. What matters is your hand curling around his belt, tongue searching for its perfect match again.

Moving forward before you can change your mind, Ryan waits for you to unbuckle him and take his dick out, stroking it just a few times. That gets him to turn the tables and bite your lip, but there are no complaints this time around.

Panting, he takes a second to breathe before picking you up again and slamming into you. Overwhelmed with how unceremonious this whole thing is a moan escapes you.

Angry at how rushed he's making this and internally asking for him to go faster, this might be the most at a loss you've ever been.

Reading your mind and thrusting quicker, he decides to toy with you. "I had no problem unwinding you, huh? Do other guys even get you this thight around them?"

That should be disgusting, but things are upside-down tonight and you moan again when the tip of his head hits so close to where you need it. "Fuck you. Keep talking."

He laughs, spurring on the knot in your stomach.

Everything is backwards. If you ever told yourself in the past that Ryan could get you close to orgasming simply by doing his best and being a dick you'd never believe it.

"Seriously? This is how you get off?" He slows down to talk shit. "Perfect doll, in line for America's next sweetheart, and I bet you got wet everytime we got in a fight. Sneaking out to bathrooms on set to touch yourself. Fuck, no one will ever believe it."

"Jesus, Ryan, please. Please fuck me faster, I need you to."

Really hitting your limit, resorting to begging, this isn't your proudest moment. Especially when the blonde is having his way with you.

"You need me?"

"I do."

That does it, and Ryan quickly caters to your pleading, concentrating on fucking you hard and quick. Your thighs are already sore, the leather of his belt scratching the skin, beard burning against your collarbone.

It's not long before you finish, climax proportionate to the power of the guy who you had called a scumbag hips burying into you.

Gifted with the opportunity to see him like this, you grab the sides of his face and whisper in his ear, still out of breath. "I know you want to fill me inside, because you're fucking filthy. Now or never."

You watch his face as he cums, hands grabbing your ass for stability.

That's a new feeling. Satisfied and appaled at the amount of white fluid running down your legs, probably staining your leather boots.

His teeth dig into your shoulder with one last shudder.

Your feet are on the ground again, but Ryan doesn't move away yet. His forehead is touching yours, hand gripping onto your hair hard enough to pull on your scalp and eyes closed, trying to steady his breathing.

You take all of it in before he can step back.

When he does, the night air feels colder and you realize the state you're in, adjusting your dress and covering your breast, which was still shamelessly out. The hickey is indeed hidden under the dress.

It's akward to see him sacrifice the red bandana he carried around to clean you, silent.

Walking towards the picnic table to collect and put on your jacket, your ripped underwear comes into view, wind moving it around in the grass. You pick it up.

Ryan has his back turned to you, finishing putting himself together, when you walk around him and shove the useless panties into the front pocket of his blue jeans.

Avoiding his eyes, you point out something, "There's a cum stain in your jeans."

"It's old."

Huffing out a laugh and rolling your eyes, "Of course."

You start heading back inside when he speaks. "So, this never happened, right?"

Turning on your heels, you shrug and smile casually, gesturing with hands inside the pockets of your jacket. "It never happened."

Running up the few steps on the porch, you stride into the closest bathroom to clean up better. Looking into the mirror, make up smudged and swollen lips, it's impossible to not laugh at the absurdity of what happened.

You make your way back into the party more mindful of closing your legs when you sit down. Then again, sitting down right now might be painful.

#ryan dunn x reader #ryan dunn #jackass #jackass fanfic

[larsnicklas]

anyway i guess the main takeaways from that game are:

sasha just looks soooo big on ice man. he’s not even that big really like he’s 6-3 that’s pretty big but he looks bigger on the ice he just ranges around out there with his long ass stick winning board battles, getting to the front of the net, and pretending he hasn’t scored when he clearly has. he’s simply so responsible defensively he plays with absolutely zero ego!!! he’s so good in all game states…. i kiss him on his rosy cheek

very funny bit for sasha to steal another swaggy goal btw

uh some !! adjustment time needed with aaron out and playing with another lhd for sure. (i missed him and so did they lol.) they settled in as they went but the first 30 minutes or so were wobbly!!

reino automatic on the man advantage 😤 auston he’s coming for you!!!

monty has great offensive instincts and he’s just really smooth. smooth skater, smooth stick handler. several times tonight had me leaning forward to see what he could do.

gus just steady as anyone i’ve ever seen, seriously. has to be one of the waiver claims of all time. he’s just so smart; not flashy but so efficient. extremely trustworthy. i loved watching him live to see how many little things he does right

vladi is BACKCHECKING man. with love and reverence, i would not say this is something he has been known for over the course of his career. great great sign to see that buy in already + he looks good on that top line

sam b.ennett i just have a soft spot a mile wide for you. he’s a hard worker and an explosive skater and yeah actually he and matthew are in fact perfect for each other lol. and he’s so competitive. i know he sometimes commits war crimes but who amongst us does not….. i will defend his rights but most of all i will defend his wrongs! happy 600 games king may there be many many more!!!

bob incredible. in his postgame matthew said it could have been 8-0 through the first half of the game or so and that is correct. he was the best panther on the ice tonight easily

wait i want you guys to know that lundy very patiently played the world’s slowest game of rock paper scissors and he kept accidentally winning so he stood there and played until he lost and could honorably throw the child on the other side of the glass the puck

sasha was also a puck fairy during warmups i was charmed

matthew is just a terrible little man just slashing guys on the shinpads behind the play getting into guys’ faces and generally being a nuisance. and of course he backed that up with his play — not in the first two. but in the third. lol. he’s wonderful. funnily enough the only penalty he did actually draw was the one that resulted in the 4-3 goal and that one was just because he can’t skate. guys sitting behind me were hopping mad they were like HEY STAY ON YOUR FEET and i wanted to turn and say listen this is NOT his forte that was NOT a dive he’s just not a very good skater!!!

btw many s.tars fans will say the officiating favored the cats. what they will NOT bring up is a missed penalty on one end and then a soft call on the the panthers that led to the 2-0 lead and then the missed icing that resulted in a 3-0 lead. and it’s not like the cats had more power plays they just happened to go 3-4 instead of 1-5 like the s.tars did. so like. it’s not the panthers’ fault your team can’t kill a penalty idk!!

cardiac cats i LOVE you thank u for shutting up s.tars fans 💕💕💕

#kith. u guys will be so sick of me w my game recaps next season!!! #game recap #meg.txtpost

[sojutrait]

its a long one lads

( @aomi-nabi ) THANK U AAAAAAAAA ur asks always make my day omg 😭😭❤❤❤

THE WALK WITH ME IS SENDING ME KFKJFDGFGK so far we’ve also canonized him death dropping so i can really see his ass doing both-

nothings going on dw ive just been busy dkfjdfk 😭😭

TYYYY RIGHT BACK AT U MWAHH

( @deathbypufferfish ) death by pufferfish . com 

( @astralsi ) I CAME BACK JUST FOR U MAMA MWAAAHHH 🤧🤧❤❤❤

( @lava-nder ) ngl my sims rarely even interact with townies made by the game kfgjfk 😭😭 if i do notice my sim getting close to a townie (.ie nadine or josh) THEN i’ll give them a makeover, but other than that i just ignore them or put in my own townies kdfjk as for lots, i just build my own or place down any new ones once i realize ive been to a lot too many times and want to switch it up

GATIA BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

REAL i love oshin sm omg, been with her since her get famous lp 😌

( @lake-lunvik ) YOU ARE SUCH A HORNDOG LIO SDJFKDFJKF

HELPPPFKFDK im not surprised, during homelandertrait halloween takeover i was ready to lose some followers 😭😭😭

( @mmusicalwhims ) thank u so much !! 🤧❤❤❤❤ i should bring back that username tbh it was kinda iconic KDFJKFD

( @wildmeadowsims ) (link) AAAAAAA I SAW im not really a concert person but im excited to see everyones recording of it dkfjfkfkg and i heard she was adding more international dates eventuallly so fingers crossed !!!

ive never had that problem god bless KFDJK but i think u can turn off auto mean interactions with mcc so theres a temporary solution 

the randomize button is my beloved 

THIS ASK MADE ME GET OFF MY ASS AND FINALLY ORDER A MIC SO SOON IF I DONT PUSSY OUT DKJFKGF

( @velvet-disc ) TYYYY take them, they’re too much for me to handle anyways 🗿

( @25dejulho ) it depends on the save, but usually i start in another simmers save (my faves are ratboysims and simlicys), either build a house or find a shell off the gallery and decorate it myself, make a fam, then make some townies, give them all skills, careers, etc. just so theyre not like- newborns THEN start playing dkfjk its hella overkill and takes hours but thats how i do it 😭😭😭 tbh u dont even gotta do all that, u can just start in the aforementioned saves by other simmers and start ur own sims from scratch dkfjfgkj

( @catladyfinds ) hi!! i try to keep my cheating pretty minimal, but theres no like- hard fast rules i do. i never cheat money just bc i think its boring for my sims to be hella rich skfjkgfgk but at the same time, if they have to pee and the toilet is 3 stories up then ill just say fuck it and cheat it 😭😭 so my rule is pretty much, quick lil cheating of needs is fine, but nothing that would make the game too easy or unrealistic 

currently its cas and gameplay! but im hoping to get bit by the building bug again bc i have some ideas dkffkfg

aaahhh, idk really i get hella attached to 90% of the sims i make instantly 😭

( @chlosimly ) TYYYYY 😭😭😭❤❤ its all the cc makers not me KFDJKF

(referring to the non-canon halabi death i overruled) SEE its so depressing and dark i dont even wanna say it 😭😭😭 ITS OKAY, THAT TIMELINE NEVER HAPPENED I INTERVENED 

see i take offense to this bc the charm family is ugly as hell 🥴🥴

thank you!!! 😭😭❤❤❤

HELP i dont want to be too annoying so i try to keep the soju shut up posts to a minimum but im glad u like them 😭😭❤❤ im a chronic complainer so theres more where that came from dkfkff

i didnt wanna use her last name in the tag in case she got married and changed it 😭😭 same kinda with her first name, lord knows i cant resist family gameplay so i wanted something that could still work if i ever post from her future kids pov!

THE WAY THAT POST IS STILL FLAGGED TOO UGHHH

( @starterflowers​ ) thank u so much !! i also think hes pretty awesome kfdkfgk u have a great day/night as well ! 💕💕💕

*jumps then falls flat on my ass*

in theory 😌

REAL i need him as an actual tangible person i can slap around (affectionately) 

i dont think its a specific part, more so just trying to make someone who doesnt look bland 😭😭 if a sim is too cookie cutter ik i wont feel any emotion for them kfkgfk

i actually liked how evermore/folklore had no hype! the surprise made the whole thing more special, like i lookback at those releases fondly dkjfkd now- yeah she def overhyped midnights 🗿🗿🥴🥴 this roll out has been so lackluster and so help me god if we get another anti-hero remix im gonna snap 

#asks #anon #aomi-nabi #deathbypufferfish #astralsi #lava-nder #lake-lunvik #mmusicalwhims #wildmeadowsims #velvet-disc #25dejhulo #catladyfinds #chlosimly #starterflowers

[the-somwthing]

Ranking the Life Series Winners based on how much I would actually recommend watching their POV for the season, more than just “because they won so you get to see how it ends”

1. 3rd Life Grian

2. Double Life Pearl

3. Secret Life Scar

4. Limited Life Martyn

5. Last Life Scott

1. 3rd Life Grian - this POV is literally so good. 3L has a bit of a problem with certain players feeling more like side characters or main characters, but ignoring the downsides of that, Grian was totally the main character, so his POV is like, mandatory to fully enjoy 3L. Whenever I want to introduce someone to the life series it is SO HARD to not recommend Grian as a starting POV cuz unfortunately that kind of gives away that he wins but it shouldn’t! I recommend him cuz his story got me hooked into the series even before it ended! I would’ve recommended his POV no matter if he won or not! It’s thanks to his POV that I’m into the series at all!!! (Tho I swapped to Scar as my main after episode 1. Still the same lol.)

2. Double Life Pearl - Double Life is a tough season for those who don’t want to watch too many episodes, because I feel like only second to Secret Life, it’s one of the most “you’ll want to see every POV” seasons out there. But if you simply must watch only one POV, the winner is a great choice, even aside from seeing the end. She had a very great plot and her being isolated from everyone kind of had a silly side effect of seeing what everyone else was up to. She pretty much defined the season.

3. Secret Life Scar - Similar to above! The way the tasks affected his story was amazing. Plus his finale covered almost every important event that happened during it haha. Secret Life was a very funny season and I think Scar’s POV was one of the funniest, while also giving you angst and drama!

4. Limited Life Martyn - It pains me to put this so low, it’s just the truth is they’re all pretty good! It’s hard for the winner to have a bad POV lol. So what I’m trying to say is, Martyn’s POV of LimL is ABSOLUTELY worth watching. The fun lore bits, the tension, it’s fantastic. I just don’t think it tops those other 3 POVs is all. Limited Life was kind of all over the place (I love it don’t get me wrong) so it’s kind of hard to pick a best POV anyway.

5. Last Life Scott - Honestly this one is Last place (ha) because Last Life had a million great plots and Scott was not a huge part of many of them. Like if I were to recommend a POV to someone ignoring who wins (which I do all the time lol if u know me I have beef with LL finale) I would go through pretty much every alliance before reaching Scott and Pearl, no offense to them as their POV is good, I just like the others more. But it’s still a great POV and I’m not not recommending it. It’s still a POV you’d definitely have to watch at some point, but I feel if you only watched it you wouldn’t enjoy Last Life the way others do.

#trafficblr #life series #secret life spoilers #limited life spoilers #double life spoilers #last life spoilers #3rd life spoilers

[neonajalhaseyooo]

Day12 in Milan

Mơ hồ cảm nhận là lại sắp rơi vào giai đoạn mà những tế bào extrovert cuối cùng sắp rời bỏ tôiiii 🥺 so I kind of last for 10 days

Sáng tỉnh dậy và nhận được tin QA "Yoo bạn "nay đi chợ tàu không. "Hẹn 12h đi ăn trưa ở China town nhé? .. "Chốt 12h! "Done nhé

Giữa niềm vui vì hôm nay sẽ có người kéo tôi ra khỏi nhà thì tôi lại lờ mờ có lại cái cảm giác huhuuu cho nằm nhà đi được không 🥹 vẫn rất là thankful đã hơn 10 ngày sang Milan nhưng chưa ngày nào thấy cô đơn vì các bạn mới dễ thương cơ mà lai bắt đầu trào dâng lo lắng là sắp đến giai đoạn bị ngại người xong đơ xong chả muốn nói muốn năng gì. Còn chưa welcome housemates luôn. omggg.

Và đỉnh điểm là đến China Town xong nhận ra không phải đi ăn với một bạn mà cả 1 hội (gọi là hội nhưng cũng có thêm 3 ng nữa thoi ạ) Nhưng xong mình vẫn bị đơ khi trong nhóm đông người ấy mn ơiii. It's not sth bad I just wish I could be more cheery and welcome new people and find the courage to make friends easily and happily again. No offense I really do enjoy getting to know and learning abt new ppl I just got distracted and bored and malfunctioned easily. And I also realize (for a long time alr) that I function better when there are only 2 people (meaning me + another person). I rmb sharing this with AJ. Still dunno if she really kinda got me at that moment, when I ditched the whole group bc I just didnt feel like et. Like I felt guilty for like 30% and 70% I was like GREEEAT LULLA DO WUT MAKE U FEEL COMFORTABLE. so yeh. Maybe she didn't get me at that moment too but I'm thankful she still listened and kind of put up with e and still babied me with all she had. Gosh I really dont deserve ppl in my life.

Also, met this suuuper pretty girl and turned out she's also from CNN, and even from CEC. K47, so I dunno her but I probably came across her on facebook sometimes in the past. And omgg she's soo prettay :))) edgy and charming kind of prettay so I was kind of reserved meeting her. (Lol I feel small in front of pretty girls I'm always contemplating between squishing them and not looking into their eyes) But then when I found out she was from CNN I juz wanted to hug her and babie her :)) like suddenly I felt sooo friendly. And then she shared that her ex was K44 too so my heart kinda exploded once more time bc duhh chances are high :))))) but then phew we didn't share the same ex thanks god so yehh today I met a reaaal pretty girl that made me judging myself for not pulling my lenses out to change water.

Anw, hope the smiley me can last a little longer. Cuz yeh I am really enjoying Milan at the moment, and if I'm going to be real down, I hope it's bc of the hard subjects, not my part-time-anti-social personality.

#lalifepost #220910 #lathoughts

[suyacho]

a piece for @kireirengoku ‘s capricorn collab, my apologies for being so late, writers block sadly hit :( also a big thank you to @erenscockslut for beta reading this <3

you end up pegging the royal who has quite some hatred for you, just how exactly will that go?

collab masterlist

WARNINGS: minors/ageless blogs dni - gn!reader/dom!reader - pegging - sub!nozel - cursing - slight oral (nozel gives) - slight choking/gagging - rough - hair grabbing/pulling - degrading - dacryphilia - nozel calls the reader “peasant” - 900+ words

“Look at you, crying on it like you weren’t begging for the strap.” you laughed, tugging on his silver hair and pulling him closer so the length of your strap hits the back of his throat, leaving the royal captain choking on it seconds later as a grin creeped onto your face.

“That’s enough— you almost look pretty crying for me,” you cooed, pushing Nozel away from you as he started coughing, trying to catch his breath with teary eyes.

“Weren’t you begging? Was it too much? Aww how sad.” you told him, fake pity lingered in the tone of your words. 

“S-Shut up peasant.“ Nozel mumbled under his breath, only for you to grab a fist full of his hair and throw him on the bed. 

“You’ve got such a filthy mouth for a royal.” you snapped, hovering over him as he looked into your eyes, almost looking desperate for something.  “You don’t know when to shut up, I’d say it’s normal for a peasant.” Nozel tested you.

“Peasant this, peasant that. You’re funny thinking that’s the only offensive thing you can say.” you whispered as you were inches away from his lips, your breath ghosting over his lips while you squeezed his cock through his boxers, trying to get a reaction out of him and being met with a shocked moan.

“You’re so hard for someone who hates me– how embarrassing for you.” you continued, taking his boxers off, a small whimper leaving Nozel’s lips as the cold air hit his cock. “What is it?” you asked him, stroking his cock slightly and teasing your thumb over his tip leaking with precum, grabbing the lube meanwhile.

“Nothing.” Nozel answered, not looking at you when you squirted the lube onto your fingers and his puckered hole, noticing him biting onto his lips from the corner of your eye. “Just — Just hurry up.” he whispered quietly, hoping you wouldn’t hear it, only for you to push a finger into his tight hole slowly, looking up at him with a grin.

“I might be rude but I’m not that rude, you gotta get prepped first.” you laughed, slowly stretching his hole and grinning a bit.  “You don’t have to, I already did.” Nozel confessed, earning a laugh from you as you pushed another finger in, curling them and hitting that one spot as a gasp left his mouth.

“You’re such a whore for me,  getting all prepared for this; were you that desperate to have your ass get pounded by me? You must be dreaming of it, me on top of you like this… or do you prep yourself for anyone you see?” you taunted, pulling your fingers out and putting some lube onto the strap as you stroked it, making sure it spread over it nicely.

“And what if I do? It’s none of your business,” Nozel fought back, being cut off by a moan as you pushed the tip into his tight hole, making him grab the sheets for support.

“All prepped for someone who hates this.” you laughed, slowly but surely bottoming out inside of him. “You hate me so much yet you still want my strap? How silly of you.” you continued, giving him a few seconds to get adjusted to it before moving again.

“Shut u-up, it was just pure coincidence.” he mumbled, trying to keep his moans in and not facing you. 

“Coincidence? So you hanging around the black bulls base and having that attitude also was a coincidence? Nozel use your brain because your excuses aren’t adding up.” you laughed, picking up your pace as a loud moan escaped from his lips.

“Fuck off,” he groaned, tears pricking in his eyes from the pleasure and from earlier, daring to roll down any second. 

“Gladly.” you mumbled, grabbing his face harshly and making him look at you as you hit that one spot buried inside of him, earning moan after moan from him, knowing he was feeling good.

The sight was pretty, having a royal with an attitude crying and moaning under your strap yet you hated it, you hated how pretty he looked and how you felt the urge to ruin him more, to leave him sobbing on your strap. 

You continued fucking into his tight hole roughly, hitting all the right spots for him as he cried out from the pleasure, looking at you desperately, almost like he was asking for something. His cock was leaking due to  all of the pleasure, practically begging for attention.

“Such a needy bitch.” you cursed out under your breath, stroking his cock and being met with his needy moans, they sounded so pretty to you, almost like music to your ears and you hated it yet you wanted to hear it more.  “Fuck- I hate you.” you mumbled, hitting that one spot buried deep inside of him over and over as you continued stroking his cock, leaving him sobbing out of pleasure and gasping for air as his eyes slightly rolled back and the familiar feeling of a tight knot appeared in his lower stomach.

“P-Please, please let me cum,” Nozel blabbered out, arching his back and not caring how desperate he sounded because he needed this as much as you needed to break him. 

“Cum for me slut.” you spat, continuing your movements, being met with the loudest moan of the night so far and Nozel releasing all over your hand and his stomach.

“You look so pretty being ruined, I hate it.” you mumbled under your breath, grabbing his hips and pulling him closer because you knew neither of you were done with this anytime soon, you were aching for one another, almost as much as you hated each other.

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[doctorgerth]

Alright love! Now that that's done...back to the face sitting.

For the cocky challengers: I would love an elaboration on Law and Zoro please.

For the sensual sweethearts: May you please elaborate on Ace and Sanji?

And for the sweet softies: You can pick any of your choice!

I know this is unofficial and your limit for headcanons is 5 characters. I tried to pick three but I couldn't help myself. However! You don't have to do all of them if you don't want to.

Thank you again love and have a great day! ^^

AHHH I wasn’t thinking you would actually come back for elaborations, I don’t think I ended up elaborating well after all but I hope you liked it anyway! I could only pick one from each category cuz that’s all my brain can handle atm aghxdb

I was going to cover Law, but I’ll offer you this facesitting Law fic instead since I feel like it covers him in this regard well??

(nsfw warning)

ZORO

was the FIRST to come to mind when I created the “considers it a challenge” template. like, you tell him you’re too scared to sit on his face and he knows it’s bc of ur own insecurities but he still takes it offensively and thinks u doubt his strength lmao

will convince you into giving it a shot and it’s hard to say no bc that coochie eating game be 👀👌🏻 probably places an actual bet on who will give up first, cuz he knows he’s gonna have you cumming all over his face before he ever tries to come up for air or gets tired from your weight.

but still, you’re hovering, holding yourself up just mere centimeters from his face. he’s not happy with it, wraps those strong hands around your thighs and practically slams you down onto his face

you want to apologize from the force, but no words can come out as he starts eating you out relentlessly. your plump thighs are quivering around his head in no time and he needs so much more

moves his hands up to grip your soft love handles and moves you, grinding you against his face until you are riding his tongue. too far gone to care about your weight anymore as Zoro brings you to your climax quicker than ever before

smiles proudly up at you with a look of “told ya so”, face soaked from your juices. he can still see your hesitancy as you scramble to get off his face, but he easily stops you and flips you around into the 69 position, keeping you firm on his face, attacking your poor cunt again while fucking your throat and going feral over his tongue deep in your pussy and the view of your ass in his face <3

ACE

plz baby boy is so eager but also kinda nervous with you?? not bc of weight no no more bc this is first time ever having a girl sitting on his face.

so you two both work together to find your comfort levels. and you can’t possibly complain about Ace practicing his tongue work on you in various positions.

so patient and loving!! will never try to do anything you’re uncomfortable with but also makes sure to remind you almost every single time you have sex that he is okay with you sitting on his face. but don’t worry, he smiles and moves on every time you say “not this time”

so when you finally say you’re okay with trying, boy is he excited! lays back, grabby hands reaching out for you all cutesy, is already a moaning mess when he feels your plump body crawling over him. and when he sees your pretty cunt hovering over his face, it’s like he’s died and gone to heaven.

allows you to hover all you want while he licks and sucks at your sweet sex, but will stop to check in every now and then, asking if you’re sure you don’t want to drop down all the way. he can feel your legs shaking around him and he’d like to believe he’s that good at eating you out, but he knows it’s mostly from exhaustion

gives you the sweetest looks as coerces you into sitting down, reassuring you the whole time with loving massages against your tired thighs. when you fully sit, and he feels your pillowy thighs squeezing him, he goes to town. he knows he’s going to have to work on making you more comfortable in that position, but that’s ok bc honey, he almost doesn’t want to eat you out in any other position now!

loves the feel of you on top of him, because you always look so incredibly sexy when on top, and he lovessss to serve you!! wants to be crushed by your thick sexy thighs <3

KATAKURI

not much to say here, I mostly included Katakuri in the last category because I think he’d be kinda nervous giving oral due to his teeth?? especially if you’re on top and seated fully against him. not to say he doesn’t! but it’s just not his preference.

don’t worry tho, this man takes PLENTY care of you in other ways 👀👀

#doctorgerth #chubby love #headcanons #hcs #ns.fw #one piece x chubby reader #zoro x reader #ace x reader #katakuri x reader #smol fatale

[13uswntimagines]

Our Song (Alyssa Naeher x Reader)

Request: alyssa naehex reader thats set during quarantine w/ “Shy” by Alexander Stewart. I just kind of think it’s cute since she’s an introvert and that it would be fitting

Author’s Note: Speical Thanks To @literaryhedgehog​

Alyssa knew she should just say it, that admitting it out loud would finally put an end to this madness. She ran a soothing hand through your hair when you sniffled loudly into her chest. 

God, she should just tell you how she felt. But, she also didn’t want to overstep. That would make being roommates really awkward. Especially since neither of you were supposed to leave the apartment right now except for essential purchases. And she didn’t want to lose her best friend. That would really suck. 

But she wasn’t afraid to say what no one else would- you had a terrible taste when it came to partners. You chose people who didn’t value you, and you always ended up hurt. 

This time was no different, well, it was slightly different considering you couldn’t leave your shared apartment to cope like you normally would. Alyssa didn’t know if that was better or worse, considering that you had adapted your breakup routine to just be endless cuddles with her and your favorite stuffed animal.  

She had already spent the last hour making comforting noises. You had stopped shedding tears 15 minutes ago, so Alyssa decided it was time to go for some humor. “Hey, so now you and Taylor Swift have something in common!”

“Hmm” You hummed in acknowledgment, your eyes never leaving where Supergirl was playing on screen. 

“Well, she was broken up with over text. You were broken up with over text. I think this is the perfect opportunity to listen to her re-recording of Fearless, and really channel those emotions!”

“No, Joe broke up with her in a 27-second phone call,” You lifted your head up off of her very comfortable chest to raise your eyebrow at the woman. 

Alyssa was a great keeper, and amazing at crosswords, but she always needed your help when it came to Taylor trivia. 

“Then Joe showed more consideration as an 18-year-old child than your 32 year old wanna be soccer star. It doesn’t change the fact that I think listening to Mr Perfectly Fine would be cathartic.” 

“It’s kinda funny that she wrote Forever and Always, Mr. Perfectly fine, Better than Revenge and Holy Ground all about the same guy, they’re all so different from each other,” You mumbled, settling back down on her chest. At least she didn’t say that you had as many breakups as she did. That was a rude joke. (One Alyssa wouldn’t dare make. She was more cultured than the media asshats that chased your team around). 

“Woman’s efficient,” Alyssa shrugged. “No reason why you can't recycle the same emotion into a different song genre.” 

“At least she could make millions off her pain. All I seem to be able to do is kick the ball harder,” You grumbled. Your landlord complained about you practicing in the street because of how hard you sent the ball careening into his precious brick wall. It wasn’t your fault Alyssa was too slow to stop the PK. 

“Darling, considering you’re one of the strongest kickers on the east coast, I’d say that pain is going to a worthwhile cause. But you do kind of have the worst taste in relationships.” 

“Hey! Savannah wasn’t a bad choice, just bad timing,” You huffed indignantly. 

“So that would be one out of…. How many bad relationships?” 

“At least one for every Taylor Swift album,” 

“Okay, here’s a fun idea, choose an ex for each album,” Alyssa said brightly. Thinking about music would definitely cheer you up. “Wannabe soccer star is obviously your Joe, so represents the Fearless album. Which relationship is your… Drew?”

“You already know the answer to that question,” you said, already picking up your phone to add Teardrops on my Guitar to the music queue. You then quickly added Forever and Always and started scrolling through Speak Now for the next song inspiration. 

Alyssa nodded. It was a well-known fact that you had a massive crush on one Hope Solo growing up, and you had been absolutely enamored with her the second you set foot into camp. But Alyssa also knew that Hope was very faithful to a certain veteran. 

The veteran keeper had tried to let you down easy, and Kelley was still one of your best friends, but it had hurt in the moment.

“Kristie was my Haunted,” you said, smiling slightly. Dating her felt like a whirlwind, one that took your breath until you never thought it would end. She made butterflies flutter in your stomach, and you were so desperate to say the right thing, to be the perfect partner, that you always felt like you were walking a tightrope. Floating on air, but desperate to keep your balance. “At least she had the decency to wait until we were in the same city to end it.” 

“Aren’t the two of you friends now?” Alyssa looked down at you, watching as you scrolled through songs from your comfortable place on her chest. 

You nodded with a small smile. “Hmm, we are much better off that way anyway.” 

“I bet you I can guess who your We are Never Ever Getting Back Together person is,” Alyssa trilled, reaching down to take the phone. 

You playfully snatched it away from her. “Who’s to say I wasn’t going to choose I knew you were trouble?” You raised your eyebrow at the woman, who simply smirked in response. 

“I can tell you who that is too if you like,” Alyssa reached for her own phone and took over control of the speakers, adding both songs to the music queue. 

“Alright, I’ll bite. Who?” 

“You definitely knew Sam Kerr was trouble, and I think it took you 4 breakups with Leah to finally call it quits,” 

“I was going to say Leah for 1989, it took me forever to realize how fucked up our relationship was after we finally broke up,” 

“I’m sure the distance didn’t help.” With her in London and you in Chicago things just kind of fell apart. 

“Maybe,” you hummed, noncommittally. 

“Okay, so for Reputation. I’m thinking Don’t Blame Me,” 

“You did go a bit crazy for Jane…” Alyssa said with a roll of her eyes. You had almost moved to Houston for that girl, thank god you didn’t. You sunburned like nobody's business. 

“Oh come on. You just didn’t like the idea of me moving. And considering how long we had been dating at that point it did make sense!” You argued. 

“It was 3 months Y/n,” She deadpanned. 

“I was in a wlw relationship. That’s like practically three years, it’s not like I brought a u-haul to our first date.” 

Alyssa quirked an eyebrow up at you. “Didn’t you have one of those the first time we met?” 

“Yeah, because I wasn’t moving into my college apartment without any furniture!”

“Whatever you say, babe. Who's your Folklore?” She rolled her eyes goodnaturedly. 

“I think you skipped an album,” you said. This was weird because Lover was one of Alyssa’s favorite albums. “But, since you asked. I think Kelley is The 1.” 

“Ah, our favorite squirrel,” Alyssa’s lips ticked up. You and Kelley had dated in college (something that should have made her jealous), but Kelley was the one pushing her to admit her feelings now. 

“We were just too young and dumb,” you said, smiling. “We had a great time together, and it would have been fun if it worked out. But at some point we just realized, we were friends, but there wasn’t anything romantic there.”

“I’m sorry it didn’t work out,” Alyssa said, like a liar. 

“I’m not. Her and Emily are like made for each other,” You snorted with the shake of your head. “And at least she wasn’t afraid of the world knowing we were together,” 

“Well, yeah,” Alyssa smiled. She had loved seeing the way being publicly out with Kelley had brought out the best of you. “ Okay moving on! Next, we need to narrow down your No body, No Crime.” 

“I take offense. Alex is still alive, so that doesn’t count,” You huffed. 

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding. I know you didn’t kill any of your significant others,” Alyssa said, laughing. “Though if you listened to the song you would know that’s my job… ”

“Alex was my Champagne Problems,” You mumbled sadly. That relationship had been the hardest for you, as had the breakup. She was terrified of the world even suspecting she wasn’t straight. 

You had everything, except the freedom to be yourself, and In the end, you couldn’t take the hiding anymore. 

“You did your best, love. But people come out at their own pace. And it was before Obergfell v. Hodges was decided. Being queer was still more likely to be presented as a scandal in the media then.”

“She cheated on me with Serv. She doesn’t get a pass,” You grumbled, crossing your arms. 

“I’m pretty sure you were on a break dear,” Alyssa said, though she was inclined to agree with you. Being on a ‘break’ but not officially breaking up didn’t seem like a reason to start dating other people. Still getting over some of the semantics might theoretically help you move on. “BUT maybe we should move on. Who is your Lover?”

Your eyes squinted thoughtfully, a light pink shading your cheeks. “The only person who hasn’t ever left me is you. You let me leave the Christmas lights up until May and dance around the kitchen when you cook.” 

Alyssa looked away, not able to meet your eyes. ”I mean, the lights can change color, so they can be thematic all year. And you’re the one who chooses the music to listen to while I cook. I can’t help it if they’re all great for dancing.”

“You can dance to anything. I’m pretty sure you turned a Hosier song into a salsa dance last week.” You giggled. 

“The only person I dance with is you, Y/n,” Alyssa said, finally meeting your eyes. She could feel her body start shaking slightly, as the adrenaline kicked in. She was going to do it. She was going to tell you. “I don’t want to dance if I’m not dancing with you.” 

“I’d dance with you in a storm in my best dress,” 

“I have tried so hard to be supportive about your last several relationships. But seeing you dancing to your favorite song with anyone else… I’ve loved you for three years now and I couldn’t bear it.” 

The air was suddenly charged between you, and you realized your faces were just inches apart. It was hard to breathe. You never dreamed your best friend would return your feelings (maybe that’s why you had so many bad relationships). 

“Kiss me,” you breathed, slowly moving around so your heads were at the same level. 

“That’s not a Taylor swift Lyric,” Alyssa said. In her brain, there was a loading sign currently whirring in little circles, as she attempted to process what you just said. Did you mean what she thought you said?

“Baby just say yes,” You said, feeling so happy that tears were coming to your eyes. You leaned forward getting inches from her face, so close you could feel her breath hitch. “Please kiss me.”

“Yes,” was all Alyssa had time to say before she closed the distance and kissed you. 

#uswnt imagine #uswnt imagines #uswnt x reader #alyssa naeher imagine #alyssa naeher x reader

[wizkiddx]

heyheyhey idk if u do req but love your dad tom stuff! PLZ PLZ do tom helping his kids with homework but cant do it and reader has to help and its all fluffy 😩💕

ye im down to do req and this had me going completely ott cos its v cute (and a lot less angsty than what ive written recently aha) so apologies for my ramblings:

Summary: tom has the kids for a day and maths homework throws a spanner in the works - tomhollandxreader

implied smut + v slight reference to porn but basically just fluff I promise xox

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Tom had dealt with a lot of whining today. Nova and Leo were the absolute joys of his life, there was no doubt about it. Of course, he also loved you a hell of a lot too - sometimes to his detriment though, hence the position he was in now. 

You’d had a busy week at work and he had been away for the first half of it - leaving you as an almost single mother to a 5 and a 7 year old. So completely fairly, you’d asked if he wouldn’t mind watching the kids for a the day on Sunday, allowing you to go to a friends baby shower. There was no answer but to agree, Tom loved quality time with the kids and he wanted you to kick back and relax with you friends too. 

However the afternoon had not been nearly as idealistic as it were supposed to be in his head. You had left him only one real job (apart from the unavoidable essentials of keeping the kids alive with food and water, something you’d hope he need not be reminded about now). Really it shouldn’t of been that hard, it was just each kid had two pieces of homework. After convincing and cajoling the kids into sitting at the table which he’d already set up with Nova’s ‘Liverpool FC’ and Leo’s ‘captain marvels’ pencil case, the English was easy. 

In fact 5 year old Leo took great joy out of writing a poem with his Dad, which basically involved trying to rhyme any word with another - especially when he tried to convince Tom that all his completely fictitious words were real and worked together. A personal favourite had been ‘snakes’ and ‘palakes’ which Leo was convinced meant pancakes - arguing so vehemently Tom almost started to doubt himself on basic English. 

Thankfully though his eldest and most sensibly child eventually took him out his misery. If anyone had any control over the Holland boys, Leo and Tom - it was the Holland girls. You and Nova had both boys completely under you spell, often taking advantage of the fact too. It was only when Nova got bored of hearing Tom and Leo mock arguing, interspersed with the little boys giggles that Tom tried his absolute hardest to keep a straight face at, that she swooped in.

“Stop being silly Leo, mummy told you he’s not good at school!” She looked oh so innocent, eyes immediately flicking down to continue the little short story she was happily going on with. In response  Tom scowled, knowing your highly curious and intelligent daughter had asked you (for one reason or another) why he was not so academic. Yet instead of Leo bursting out laughing, instead he just nodded and accepted it too - making Tom scowl even more. Not even Leo thought it was a joke. 

So apart from his children apparently taking pity on his simple mind, it was all going smoothly. Perhaps, due to the thankful fact your children had inherited their brains from their mother - something Tom was forever thankful for, until he was shamed for his substandard intellect in the family. Then again though, he was Spiderman. So take that. 

Until Nova brought out her maths sheet. Then the afternoon quickly descended into chaos. It was fractions, something she hadn’t quite grasped from school yet - a concept that still hurt her head somewhat. Normally though it’d be fine, she’d bring the sheet to you and the two of you used ‘ girl power’ to figure it out… you prior experience as a tutor while in uni helping you know how to break through to her. 

Unfortunately Tom didn’t share this same experience. Nor did Tom share a maths qualification… something that had evaded him completely during his schooling career. Of course, it had never been a particular issue, acting didn’t require the use of maths and algebra and Tom was in a very lucky position of being able to pay someone to manage his finances from a very young age. So no, dividing 2/3 and 3/7 didn’t come the most naturally to him. Or at all to be quite honest. 

“I CANT DO IT AND GRACE IN MY CLASS COULD!” For context, Grace was one of her school friends, who forever liked to compare herself to the young Holland - especially because she was normally ahead. Nova had gone from quiet frustration, staring at the questions with her tongue sticking out slightly, to one of pure rage - yelling at her dad with tears in her eyes. Nova was normally incredibly intuitive, she always found it difficult when she couldn’t do something. Now, with a ‘teacher’ who was more useless than her - the frustrations inevitably bubbled over. 

“Hey, we can work it out, just calm-“

“YOU CANT DO IT EITHER YOUR STUPID “ She was just young and frustrated, Tom tried not to take it personally but … it wasn’t always easy. Chiefly because this was the height of offensive statement Nova knew - this was her version of adult explicit language. 

“Nova you can’t be rude.” He used his stern voice, something Tom very rarely used with his little girl. Though he never wanted to upset her, neither did he want her to think it was ever okay to be so rude to anyone like that- no matter how crappy at maths they were. It hurt him to do so but it was necessary - life lessons about the importance of being kind needed to be learnt. And it worked… if what Tom was aiming for was his beautiful baby girl’s eyes to brim with sparkling tears, her bottom lip quivering slightly. 

Instantly Tom’s eyebrows drooped, trying to fight his natural reaction to scoop her onto his knee and reassure her everything was okay. But as you had lectured him many a time before, he had to put his foot down once in a while. So instead, the father and daughter were locked in a silence and intense eye contact, until Nova hesitantly began to speak. 

“I’m sorry Daddy.” During which, Nova shoved her chair back, making it screech against the tiled floors uglily before running off up the stairs. Tom knew she was crying a lot. Knew this was going to take a bit of fixing. 

With a sigh of his daughters name, Tom popped his head into the living to check on Leo who had already finished all his stuff. Seeing him completely zombified in front of ‘paw patrol’ on TV, Tom trudged up the stairs. He knew where she was, when Nova was upset she always hid in the corner of her wardrobe and cried in the darkness. So after steadying himself with a little internal monologue of how to approach the situation Tom walked in and sat down beside the wardrobe - knocking on the door slightly. 

“Nova… can we talk please?” All he heard was sniffing echoing from the wooden chamber until she tried to shout through the door.

“Go-go… go away daddy.” It broke his heart, the way her voice wavered, making Tom pout - gently letting his head fall against the wardrobe doors. 

“I don’t want you to be upset beautiful…. And you did apologise which I appreciate. You know why Daddy got angry right?” Her sniffles heightened before she muttered a quiet ‘yes’. “And you are sorry? Because that might’ve made me really sad too.”

“I’m s-s-sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

“Then that’s good and we don’t need to cry. You want a cuddle little one?” Before Tom could even properly get up the door was being pushed open by her little hands, revealing a tear stained face and big glassy eyes looking up at her Dad. Swiftly Tom scooped her up and out of the cupboard, whispering to her while she buried her face in his chest. 

“Oh come here my little bean.”

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When you came home late that evening, only mildly exhausted from spending the whole day gossiping with your girls, it was weirdly quiet. All the lights were out in the front room, which made you close the door gently, thinking Tom had managed to exhaust the kids - and himself in the process. With a relieved sigh at the peace you pattered into the kitchen to get yourself a drink (it had been a little concern that Tom would’ve worked the kids into a hyperactive and delerious state that kept them up long past bedtime - which ultimately you’d have to deal with). The house was remarkably silent and though it was clear from the littered toys everywhere that it had indeed been Tom alone in charge, everything seemed pretty okay. 

It was only as you were about to head upstairs to join your hubby in bed that you realised the study light was still on, streaming through the small crack in the doorframe. Assuming Tom had just neglected to turn it off, in otherwords Tom being Tom, you nudged it open with your hand. Surprisingly though, there was your husband, hunched over the desk, looking almost angrily focused - between the computer screen and a piece of paper below him. Normally you would’ve just assumed it was another script sent over or an edit Harry had sent of another screenplay they were writing together. 

But no, the blatant red flag was the screen that you could see. A screen on YouTube, of a man pointing at a whiteboard of fractions. 

So with a soft wrist you wrapped your knuckled on the side of the door, even if you had technically already entered the room. The reaction had you stifling a laugh, it was as if you’d caught him watching something *less PG* the way he jumped out his seat, closing the browser immediately. 

“Love!! I -er … didn’t know you’d got back?”

“I just did.” You smiled gently, while walking into stand behind his chair, wrapping your arms round his neck and pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Soooo…. what’ca doingggg” The glee in your voice was evident, making Tom groan and shut his eyes. 

“I hate you, you know that right?” 

“No you don’t… but you were watching a primary school video on fractions, if I’m not so mistaken?” He sighed deeply, making a point of turning the paper with his scribbles over to obscure it. 

“Nova’s homework.. she couldn’t do it and neither could I, so then she basically screamed at me for being thick and udseless and then had a breakdown.” 

Now you felt guilty. This was a bit of a sore spot with Tom, he always for some reason felt inferior because of his academic ability. Which was stupid- mainly because he was the most clever and talented man you’d ever met. Just…. Just not at fraction. 

“Oh T… you could’ve just left it for me to do with her, I don’t mind.”

“That’s not the point Y/n.” He snapped a little, shrugging your arms off him and spinning in the chair so he could face you. “She’s my daughter and I should be able to help her! It’s not like it’s that hard, it’s just I’m unbelievable thick.”

“Tom stop. Look - you can do this I assure you, it’s just been a long old time ‘kay? Your rusty and that’s only natural.”

“I really don’t think I could ev-“

“Can I teach you? It’s just the method and then I promise you’ll get it.”

It took a bit of persuasion but eventually Tom agreed, letting you pull the corner chair forward to beside his desk so you could demonstrate it to him. To be fair, he really could do it- just a bit of familiarising on the ‘stick-change-flip’ method. The way the lightbulb moment literally caused his face to light up; scurrying to do the question for himself, tongue sticking out in the process; then presenting it to you proudly - well it had you melting in your seat. 

“See! That took all of 5 minutes and you got it.” You elbowed  his side by leaning forward in the chair, which instead of letting go, Tom reached and caught, before pulling you up and round. You landed with you bum perched on the edge of the mahogany desk, Tom now stood up- his legs in-between your parted thighs - your feet hooking round the back of knees. 

“It’s all down to my incredibly talented teacher.”

“No…. No I really don’t think it is” You mused with a soft voice, fingers instinctively going to the nape of his neck - twirling the little curls round your fingertips. 

“Well even so… I think I could teach you a thing or two too.” Never one to mull on anything, Tom’s tone had immediately switched to something a lot more… mischievous. 

“Not even going to ask about my day? Wheres the chat mr smooth?” He had to repress the grin at your smirk because as much as you infuriated the hell out of him - you also had this weird ability of making him feel so entranced and helpless. He relented with a sarcastic chime.

“Fine, how was your day love.”

“Good…. but I have a feeling you’re about to make it a whole lot better.”

That was all the signals he needed to lean forward, in doing so forcing you back until your back landed completely on the cool wood. His lips feathered yours, both hands pinned either side of your head.

“Oh darling… you have no idea.”

#tom holland #tomholland #tom holland fluff #tom holland x reader #dad!tom #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you #fluff #Tom Holland angst

[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 17]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, intercrural sex, lots ‘o teasing, dirty talk/the absolute tiniest bit of degradation, some cum play/cum eating, seungcheol having a kink for thighs/thigh highs 😳😗 welcome to the weekend my bbys!! I hope yall are having a good day/night!! Also again, another inbox roundup tomorrow(also an updates post)!! 💕 Might be a regular thing for the next 4-ish weeks ‘cause I have been so busy this month 😭 and I can’t believe there’s only 3 more chapters of CB left!! 😭😭 some bangers on the way tho LMAO 🤣 As always, thank you so much for the love and support!!💕💕 Have a great rest of your weekend and enjoy ch 17![cheol voice] seventeen right here 😌💕🍒 

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Seungcheol doubles over in laughter, tears blurring his vision as his laughs turn into quiet wheezes.

“God, this is so embarrassing.” Seokmin mutters; cheeks burning crimson when he glances over to Jeongguk who shrugs back. “Maybe I really should quit…”

Jeongguk scoffs jokingly, “Maybe you shouldn’t have lied. No offense, but all the staff here probably have at least seen her before and you just so happened to lie to her actual boyfriend. That’s honestly really lucky if you ask me! You should buy a lotto ticket!” Seokmin whines back, shifting on his heels as he watches Seungcheol start to wipe the tears away.

“Hyung, can you please take this Edible Arrangements I got you so I can go ask Namjoon-hyung to fire me?” This only causes Seungcheol to laugh harder and this time, Jeongguk can’t help the giggle that bubbles past his tightly pursed lips.

“Please!” Seokmin begs, shaking the basket of skewered fruit at the older male. “I heard the diner across down is still hiring, I can still save the rest of my dignity if I leave now!”

Seungcheol shakes his head, eyelashes wet with tears when he takes the gift from Seokmin’s hands to place it on the countertop of the concession stand. “Hate to break it to you but she works there and one of the staff is also one of her regulars so I think your best bet is workin’ here. Embarrassment and all.”

“So, okay… But you’re not mad?”

Jeongguk peels the cellophane off of the basketed fruit, looking to Seungcheol for permission before he takes a skewer. “Go ahead. And no, I’m not mad. If anything I should apologize too, I shouldn’t have let you keep lying when I already knew. But also, to be fair, we weren’t really… official ‘til recently.” Seungcheol shoots the younger male a sheepish smile; cheeks a pretty pink of their own. “And it’s kinda been nice meeting you guys too. It’s great to know you’re not all weirdos.”

Seokmin laughs lightly, breathing a sigh of relief. “Okay, cool, ‘cause this place pays really well and I’d hate to stop working here and you guys are a lot cooler than the coworkers I had before.” He rolls his eyes jokingly, leaning up against the countertop as he picks off a strawberry from the basket.

“Don’t even get me started on this coworker I had at the last place. His name was Mingyu, I think? Suuuuuch a kissass. I had to move to manning the register at all times just so I could avoid him pickin’ his nose in the backroom and then pretending like he was doin’ shit.”

“Hey, Seungcheol-hyung?”

Seokmin’s inquisitive voice has Seungcheol turning; setting the rollerskates in his hand down onto the bench. “Yeah?”

“Do you think it’s weird that we’re, like, watching your girlfriend?” He tilts his head in thought, eyes blinking up to the ceiling. “I don’t want to overstep or something if it’s weird, y’know? I’ve been thinking about what Jeongguk said earlier...”

Seungcheol grins back at him, eyes twinking. He’d also thought about that before too, when he first found out that Jeongguk had also watched your streams.

“I don’t really mind ‘cause at the end of the day, it’s you watching me fucking my girlfriend.”

“Well, I’m glad he took it… well?” You giggle, tugging the white thigh high up your leg.

Seungcheol pulls off his shirt as he sits on the edge of the bed; tossing the wrinkled material onto the floor as he laughs under his breath.

“He did give me an Edible Arrangements while I laughed so hard I cried. I think he’s learned his lesson.”

xcaliburDK: good news, i didnt quit!!

chwenon: i was gonna say

chwenon: u literally started like last week

universe_WZ has donated $75

angelhan has donated $75

therealchan99 has donated $50

therealchan99: u look rly pretty in ur white set!!!

“Aww, thank you! It’s one of my favorites~ And ‘xcaliburDK’, I’m glad you didn’t quit!” You wink at the camera, giggling softly in Seungcheol’s lap as he peppers kisses along your shoulder.

A shiver runs up your spine at his gentle touches and you easily melt under his soft kisses and roaming fingertips. He ghosts them across your breasts, teasing you through the thin lace as you mewl and squirm against his cock that’s pressed firm against your ass. “A-ah, S--Seungcheol…”

tangerine_kwan: she looks so happy now that she can call ur name out lol

alphagyu97: now i cant pretend its me tho

gentleman_josh95: i mean i guess but are u even built like him

alphagyu97: well

Your body slowly starts to fill with warmth; soft stuttered breaths falling from your lips when he drags his fingers down your torso until they play with the hem of your panties. “M-more… tease me m-more…” He grins against your shoulder; hooking a finger around the waistband of your panties and tugging it away from you before letting it snap against your skin.

“‘Cheol!” Whining, your legs snap shut on impulse as you feel a gush of wetness soaking into your panties.

“Ah, ah, ah, part those legs, princess. Don’t make me have to punish you.”

kitty_junjun: no thats what the shibari stream is for right? Right? 😩

artist8hao: is that really happening bc i want to see it

alphagyu97: u guys should do it and think of it as like a rebrand of the channel ykwim

hoshi_tiger_xx: jdfkjhf like a grand re-opening under new management

therealchan99: what is this, a restaurant?

chwenon: u guys should come up with a new channel name too or sth

Seungcheol manages to read off a few of their comments; committing some to memory knowing that your eyes were still sealed shut as you focused on his soft touches.

He drags his fingers down further, humming when he can already feel how wet you were getting. “Hmm~ Already soaked through your pretty panties, baby~” Your head rolls back against his shoulder, nodding gently as you start to grind against the fingers that he uses to press into your clothed, wet folds.

“F-feels good w-when you, ah, t-tease me…”

Unbeknownst to you, Seungcheol smirks, eyes twinkling at the camera. “You really like it, huh? When I just touch you gently like this. Not enough to get you off but just enough to get you soaking wet until you’re begging for my cock.” He pauses; pressing a soft kiss to your skin. “I wanna try something with you, pretty baby~”

You gulp as you raise your head from his shoulder and he retracts his hands from your body as you shift your body and slightly turn to the side to face him.

Seungcheol’s eyes are blown wide with lust and you can already feel his cock throbbing against your lower back as he smiles dreamily at you.

“I think you’ll like it too.”

A stuttered moan falls from your lips as Seungcheol’s cock slides past your tightly clasped, yet shaky, thighs.

“O-oh, ‘Cheol, this--this is…” The words die on your tongue as your head falls forward and Seungcheol is quick to reprimand you, just as he draws his hips back.

“Baby, I want you to watch yourself on the screen. I want you to see your cute face while I tease your pretty body.” He moans; thrusting between your wet thighs as your hazy eyes peer at the laptop’s screen. Your lips are swollen and your pupils are blown wide when you catch yourself and you can see the head of Seungcheol’s cock only just breaching past your clamped thighs when he thrusts forward.

You let out a guttural moan, eyes rolling to the back of your head when he alternates between thrusting between your thighs and letting his cock slide against your soaked, panty-clad mound. 

He hadn’t bothered to undress you at all, but you didn’t mind. The material of your panties only added onto the pleasure with every drag of his cock against you.  

Seungcheol teases you even more; dragging his hands down to your thigh highs and letting his fingertips play right underneath the hems before pulling the material away from your thighs and letting them snap against your skin, much like he’d done with your panties.

“Ah, fuck, m-more! P-please…” He repeats the action a few more times, playing with the sheer fabric of your thigh highs before he draws his hips back. Except this time, when you expect him to thrust back between your legs, he wraps a hand around his cock instead, guiding himself until the head of his cock is rubbing up against the sheer fabric.

“Fuck, you’d look so pretty with cum all over your pretty thighs. I should cum all over your panties and your white ‘lil thigh highs and get them all soaked. Don’t you think they’d be cute? Sticking to you like a second skin? Translucent ‘n soaked through with my cum?” He laughs under his breath, watching through the laptop screen at the way you bite your lip and furrow your brows at the thought.

“I--I want t-that… I want S--Seungcheol t-to make, ngh, a m-mess…”

angelhan: i kno we say this all the time but can u upload some pics of that later

angelhan has donated $75

universe_WZ: seconded cuz thatd look so fuckin hot

universe_WZ has donated $50

alphagyu97 has donated $75

alphagyu97: fuck, like a lil angel covered in cum

Seungcheol teases you and himself at the same time; rubbing his cock against your fabric-clad thighs. He spreads precum onto the material, licking his lips when it already becomes translucent and sticks to your skin.

He positions his cock back between your thighs once he’s had his fill and quickly finds himself doubling his pace when he sees how wet you’re getting his cock without even having taken your panties off. “God, look at you. I don’t even need to fuck you to get you this wet. You just need to rub your ‘lil cunt against my cock and it’s enough for you, huh? I should make you sit on my lap, rub your pretty ‘lil pussy on my cock ‘til you’re cumming over and over again.”

“Ngh, yes! Fuck, Seungcheol! I--I can feel your c-cock throbbing between my l-legs… Please, please c-cum, mmh, all over my s-skin…”

“That’s right, baby. So fuckin’ desperate to be covered in it too. And always so fuckin’ pretty when you are.”

You let out a whimper as you try to focus on watching yourself just like Seungcheol had asked you to. Your lips are parted in soft breaths and you can’t seem to unfurrow your brows as Seungcheol chases his pleasure behind you.

angelhan: what if

angelhan: seungcheol in thigh highs lmao

universe_WZ: sub.cheol

sleepy_wonu: sub.cheol

universe_WZ: jinx

sleepy_wonu: fuck u 

You lick your lips at the thought; although you knew Seungcheol would have a hard time relinquishing his dominating nature.

But your mind wanders as you continue to think about it; various images of Seungcheol tied up underneath you while you fucked yourself on his cock running through your mind. You let out a shaky moan, to which Seungcheol hums.

“What are you thinkin’ about, princess?”

“Um… ah, n-nothing…” He thrusts between your legs hard, making you jolt forward as you yelp.

“Princess...”

“I--ah! J-just thinking a-about… y-you tied up, ngh, to--to the bed and m-me fuh--fucking myself on your c-cock… ‘n me u-using, mmh, my toys o-on you...” Seungcheol smirks, pulling his cock from between your shaky thighs as he slightly pushes you over until you're on your back.

He spreads your legs as you look up at him and he’s quick to wrap a hand around his cock as he jerks himself off above you. “Oh, I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you? I bet you’d be so cute trying to be the domme for a night.” Seungcheol teases.

You find yourself clenching around emptiness as you think of the possibilities. You definitely wanted to try it if Seungcheol was willing.

“Fuck, but first, gonna cover your pretty body with my cum.” He groans; thrusting up into his palm as he chases his high.

“C-cum all over me, Seungcheol…”

The donations and comments sound off in the back as you maintain eye contact with Seungcheol who’s brows furrow when he starts to feel himself about to cum. He scoots back a little; growling when his cock throbs in his grasp and he cums all over your, already, soaked panties.

You let out a moan when rivulets of cum hit your lower abdomen and you’re quick to reach down and scoop some up to bring to your mouth, smearing the warm substance against your puckered lips before licking it off. Whimpering, you dip your fingers into your mouth; this time pretending they were Seungcheol’s instead of your own.

He guides his cock until the head is aimed at your thighs; streaks of cum settling into the sheer material of your thigh highs. “God, you’re so damn pretty...” Groaning, he milks his cock for every drop of cum before he’s stopping to catch his breath.

“You came so much but I didn’t cum yet, ‘Cheol~” Pouting, you turn your head to the side to face the camera. “Tell him he has to make me cum now~”

kitty_junjun: well u heard the lady!!

hoshi_tiger_xx: make her cum and let her cream her cute lil panties even more

therealchan99: oh fuck yeah, get her off without fucking her cute cunt

Seungcheol leans over your body until the two of you are almost face to face, eyes twinkling with playfulness when you feel his sticky hand playing with your thigh highs again.

“D’you hear that? Let’s give them what they want, baby.”

The sounds of donations and comments once again get lost as Seungcheol finds himself on his knees between your legs.

“Ready?”

When you slide into bed after your camshow’s ended and Seungcheol has properly taken care of you, he’s quick to tug you into his chest. 

The two of you let out soft sighs at the warmth that envelopes you both as you finally start to settle in for the night.

After a few minutes, Seungcheol clears his throat, catching you just before you drift off to sleep.

“This is so random but have you considered, I dunno, rebranding your channel… with me? I was thinking about it and kinda wanted your opinion...”

You blink up curiously at him, urging him to continue. “I mean, yeah, of course! I don’t really know where to start though since it’s always just been me. And to be honest, I wasn’t sure if you wanted to either so I never brought it up.” You snuggle into his warmth, yawning as the sleep threatens to take over.

“But let’s talk about it later, ‘cause ‘m tired now, ‘Cheol. You really didn’t have to make me cum twice…” You mumble, “I can still feel my legs shaking...”

His soft laugh reverberates in your chest and he’s quick to press a kiss against your hair as he tugs you in closer.

“It’s ‘cause I like to spoil you. And okay. I’ll remind you when you’re more conscious.”

“G’night, ‘Cheol...”

“Goodnight, baby.” 

#cherrybomb!cheol #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #seungcheol scenarios #seungcheol imagines #scoups imagines #scoups scenarios #scoups fic #seungcheol fic #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #svt fic #scoups #seungcheol

[dokidokey]

who would have thought that passing a 20-page paper 5 days late would lead you to dabi?

word count: 3,765

tags & warnings: bad boy x straight a student au, college au, fluff, a pinch of endeavor slander, brief mention of throwing up, brief mention of abuse (nothing explicit, the word just gets mentioned once!)

notes: hi zeze (@reddriot), i’m your secret santa! sorry this is so late, we’re on our way home at this ungodly hour and i finally have some stable connection now lmao. i’m so so sorry but also, happy holidays! i hope you enjoy what my pretty much dry and blank mind managed to cook up lol i’m so thankful and i met you and got to know you. <3 thank u for everything. and the title lol omg i’m so bad at titles but i kind realized it rhymes with ornaments, so i left it at that.

The day you met Todoroki Touya was not a good day. You would even consider it a bad week, actually. Apparently, you were a week late on a 20-page paper for History and you didn’t even know. It irked you because you have no other excuse except that you didn’t know. There was a totally different due date in your head, one that wasn’t five days ago. So when your teacher shook her head disapprovingly while tucking your 20-page paper against the smooth surface of her desk, you had no other choice but to leave the room.

You wouldn’t want a teacher to see you cry over a late submission. You certainly wouldn’t want other students roaming the hallway to see you cry either, so you had to fight off the warmth pooling at the corners of your eyes. The last corner leading to the campus library was where Todoroki Touya presented himself.

The impact of your bodies bumping against each other came first, then the stinging pinch of something hot against your skin next. A sharp gasp escaped your lips as you pulled your arm away, eyes widening at the sight of a small, circular burn mark on your forearm.

“You burned － Why are you smoking here?” The accusing tone in your voice immediately disappeared and replaced by panic as you watched a quite familiar face bring a cigarette to his lips, perfectly poised between his long fingers. “You’re not allowed to smoke on campus grounds!”

A puff of smoke swirled through the air as he huffed, the corner of his lips twitching as he eyed you up and down. The intense, blue eyes taking over your body sent shivers down your spine, arms protectively crossing over your front to try and shield yourself from his gaze.

“Not if I don’t get caught,” he smirked, bringing the cigarette back up to his lips. The man was familiar; face and most of his skin that’s exposed under the leather jacket were covered in scars, a dark contrast against his fair complexion. You’re sure you will never forget him if you knew him, but the familiarity of his face doesn’t ring any names in your head.

He puffed out the smoke in a harsh breath, the delicate sound seeming so loud in the quiet and isolated hallway. For a moment you forgot about your late History paper and the chances of you getting anything lower than an A.

Both of your palms met the fabric of your denim-clad thigh in a light slap, arms sagging and voice raising. “If you and I get caught－!”

“Then leave.”

The deadpan and harsh delivery of his words left you open-mouthed, the disapproving look of your teacher once again flashing in your mind. The corners of your eyes warmed again, stinging more than the way it did earlier.

You’re croaking out an unwanted explanation before you realized it. “I － I might get detention and－,” you sniffled, trying to prevent the tears from flowing because you know how embarrassing that would be, so much so to this mysterious person who you found familiar but not really. “And my parents－.”

A scoff cuts you off. You watched as he killed the ember of the cigarette using his bare fingers, pinching the lit end between his thumb and forefinger before tucking it in one of his front pockets. If it weren’t for the strong stench of the cigarette, no one would suspect that he was smoking here, in front of you, inside campus grounds.

“Of course. Precious little [Name] can’t have bad grades and a bad record.”

He said it as if it was so bad. You wouldn’t normally find offense on jabs like those, but today wasn’t just your day. Your retort died down quickly in your throat though when you realized he said your name. He knew you.

With furrowed brows and quivering lips, you asked, “how do you know me?”

The dark-haired man leaned on the concrete wall, shoving a hand down the pocket of his pants. “Who wouldn’t know the teachers’ favorite student? Straight A, little miss [Name].”

It was your turn to scoff. “Favorite,” you mocked, eyes rolling, “I didn’t know being the favorite meant not considering the fact that I didn’t know the deadline was 5 days ago without anyone else informing me.”

A smirk blossomed on his stupidly handsome face. “For once you didn’t get away with something, huh?”

“Didn’t get away? I didn’t know! I had no idea! It’s not my fault.”

“Hmm.”

“It’s true.”

“If you say so,” he chuckled, pushing himself off the wall and taking two steps back, eyes still on you. He winked, then turned around. The silence in the hallway felt deafening as you stood there, but the quick footsteps of his figure walking back towards you eats up the quiet. “Or on second thought,” he says, tapping a foot on the floor, “I can excuse you to the teacher about your late paper.”

It seemed like the tears of frustration pooling at the sides of your eyes retreated back to your tear glands, ears more than ready to hear out whatever his proposition was.

“If you act as my fake girlfriend for a Christmas dinner with my family, I’ll tell the teacher that I tricked you about the deadline.”

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “And that’s going to work?”

“Have you seen me, doll? I’m that boy your teacher refers to as a bad influence.”

“You should not be hanging out with people like him, [Name.]”

Mrs. Nakamura’s disappointed tone does nothing to stop the smile spreading on your face, though you tried to suppress it to not come off as suspicious. You’re nodding your head like you’re agreeing with her, knowing that that will not happen any time soon because you have a Christmas dinner with your boyfriend’s family in less than three weeks.

“Go on then,” your teacher waved her hand, “you aren’t marked as late but remember what I told you. If you keep that boy around you, trouble’s sure to follow.”

The hallway didn’t feel as dark and lonesome as it did earlier. It’s surely not because of the other person walking along with you. You’d like to think that, but a part of you knew you might just be lying. And it was stupid, really. Were you really harboring a crush over him? You. . . don’t even know his name.

“What’s your name?”

A choked laugh was the reply you got. “What? You don’t know me?”

“You’re familiar. I just can’t put a name on you,” you shrugged.

“Touya. Todoroki Touya,” he answered, grimacing. “But call me Dabi. That’s what my friends call me.”

“Are you saying we’re friends?” You grinned, looking up at him. He was tall, okay. So much more taller than you. You barely reached his shoulders.

“Technically, you’re my girlfriend, so no. We are not friends.”

You decided technicalities weren’t so bad when Dabi almost never left your side. The sudden (and quite cliché yet comic) pair you two made didn’t go unnoticed by the teachers. Mrs. Nakamura reminded you every single day about Dabi and his troubles. You aren’t aware what kind of troubles Dabi is associated in yet, but you’d like to think you’ll get there.

When you agreed to pretend to be his girlfriend, you didn’t think it would be this kind of long-term thing. You thought that maybe he’ll leave you alone after that day and just hit you up again on the day of the dinner, but you were so wrong.

You’ve never liked being wrong as much as you did about him.

“Stop fussing, my mom’s going to love you.”

He’s said that for the fourth time now. You’re making him more antsy than you are with your bouncing leg and deep sighs every ten seconds.

“And your dad?” You glare at him, wiping your clammy hands on your jeans and bouncing your leg again. He rolls his eyes as an answer.

In the short, three weeks you’ve gotten to know Dabi, you learned a lot about him. One, he hates his father passionately. Two, the teachers don’t really like him (but that sounds so mean when worded like that so you like to think he just isn’t the favorite student.) Three, he’s allergic to fish. Four, he pays attention to every single thing you say. Five, he’s actually the eldest out of the four Todoroki children and lastly, (this is more about you than him) maybe you let your little crush fester more than you planned.

You’ve had to berate yourself multiple times that he is not your boyfriend. You and Dabi are not in a real relationship. This is all a product of your grades being saved and an arrangement to fill up an empty seat at his family’s dinner for Christmas.

“What if your sister doesn’t like me,” you say meekly, “or your brother. And your other brother.”

Dabi shifts on the bench you both are sitting on to face you properly, placing a warm hand over your sweaty ones. “Stop it. They’re going to love you.”

It’s your turn to roll your eyes but really, you’re just having a hard time making your brain function properly to process a reply when his hands are there, on top of yours, warm and soothing. It makes your heart do a little happy dance inside your chest that you know it should not be doing, but you can’t help it.

You’re way too deep into this hell, and you don’t know how you’ll take it when he cuts you off after you both benefit from this arrangement you have.

When Dabi pulls you up to stand up before he walks you home, you try to remember how his hands felt against yours.

“You look nice.”

Nice. You had to rummage through your closet for this halter dress, the most decent thing you can find that can fit for a Christmas dinner. It’s 6 PM on the 24th of December and even though this isn’t how you expected to spend the night before Christmas, here you are anyway.

“You look nice too,” you compliment, taking in how Dabi is wearing an actual pair of decent slacks and a button up. A nervous laugh bubbles out of your throat. “You said it was a simple dinner date so I was kind of expecting you to just show up in one of your old, ragged jeans, you know?!”

He quirks his head to the left, the sides of his lips turned up. Dabi offers you his hand as you descend the few steps from your apartment door. “It was,” he says, “but my mom made me wear this when I said I’ll bring a girl over.”

“Haven’t you brought a girl over before?”

A mischievous smile spreads over Dabi’s face, a thumb pressing a gentle pressure on the back of your hand. “No. You’re special because you’re the first one.”

Great. It’s not like you’re not nervous enough about meeting the Todorokis. He just has to tell you you’re the first girl his family will meet. What makes it worse is that you aren’t really Dabi’s girlfriend. It seems a little selfish on both of your parts to let the rest of his family get to know you and then you’ll never see them again because, well, this arrangement can’t last forever, can it?

“And you have a car?” You gasp, eye zeroing in on the sleek, black vehicle parked across the street where you both are heading. “You have a car?”

He chuckles, shaking his head side to side. “This is my dad’s, actually.” He says it again with an eye roll, opening up the passenger door for you. “He only made me use it to impress you.”

“Like I’m not impressed enough?” You huff out a laugh, palms gliding over the dashboard.

“Impressed by what?”

You, you’d like to answer, but for the sake of your sad excuse of a relationship, you keep your mouth shut.

“Things.”

The ride to their place was filled with back and forth banter from you and Dabi. He’s tried to calm you down when a new wave of nervousness surged within you but as you stand in front of their door with hands sweating an entire Pacific ocean, it’s obvious his attempt didn’t work.

“Calm down,” Dabi says, forehead scrunched as he watches you fiddle with the skirt of your dress. You’ve been standing there for about two minutes now and if your goal is to make your nervousness rub off on him, then you’re doing a pretty good job.

“Is my hair okay?” You fuss over some more, smoothing out the unruly strands that weren’t even there. “Is my face－?”

Dabi grabs your hands in his, calloused fingers wrapping around yours. The words die in your throat as you look up at him with wide eyes, mind blanking out at the warmth on your palm.

“You look beautiful, okay? If you touch your hair or smooth your skirt one more ti－.”

“I knew I heard you guys!”

An enthusiastic voice of a girl almost the same height as you rings through your ears and you look over to see his sister, Fuyumi, white and red hair parted in the middle and over her shoulders. You’ve seen her in some pictures in Dabi’s phone because you’re in that stage where you can just casually unlock and go through Dabi’s phone. (You haven’t seen anything unusual yet, just some candid pictures of you that you have no idea how he took. Bless your poor heart after you discovered that album dedicated just for you.)

Fuyumi places her hands on her hips, smiling brightly at you. “I thought Touya was just lying about you to escape the marriage arranged for him but turns out he isn’t.” She opens the door wider for you and Dabi. “Come in. Mom’s been waiting for you.”

The Todoroki household is neat. Minimalist. You aren’t sure if it’s spacious or it’s an illusion due to the lack of decorations inside. Fuyumi immediately hugs you after you and Dabi are completely inside, and she leads you away to meet Natsuo and Shouto. The sight of Natsuo startles you at first. He looks exactly like how you envisioned Dabi to be if he didn’t have scars. And seriously, what’s up with this family having scars? You noticed a dark crimson circling Shouto’s right eye.

Mrs. Todoroki is the most welcoming of them all, if not as much as Fuyumi. Her hand immediately went to your hair, patting softly and smiling delicately at you.

“I never imagined the day would come when Touya finally brings home a girl,” she whispers. The sight of her eyes getting glassy is enough to make your own gloss over, though it’s for an entirely different reason. How cruel can you and Dabi be to pretend and lie like this in front of his mom?

“Oh, please don’t cry! Did I make you cry?” She laughs tearfully, squeezing your shoulder. You choke out a laugh at her reaction, shaking your head no.

“I leave her alone for five minutes and you already made her cry?” Comes Dabi’s voice at the entryway of the kitchen, his tall frame blocking the path. He walks over to where you and Rei are standing, placing a warm hand on the small of your back. “What did mom say to make you cry?”

Rei sniffles and you dab a finger under your eyes, trying to keep your tears at bay. “Nothing,” you reply, unconsciously leaning back on his chest as you keep your emotions in check. In front of you, Rei has a fond look in her eyes as she watches Dabi tuck a strand of hair behind your ears and your wobbly smile directed at her son.

Your little moment is ruined when the front door shuts close with a loud rattle. Dabi tenses behind and you crane your neck enough to see across the living room a tall and broad man with bright red hair.

“That’s your father,” Mrs. Todoroki sighs.

The food is good but the dinner is awkward. Todoroki Enji made sure that either you nor Dabi will be able to sit through tonight peacefully.

“I’m surprised you managed to stick around my son this long,” Enji rumbles, looking at you briefly before going back to his meal. Four months. That’s what you and Dabi came up with for your pretend relationship. You’ve been dating for four months and you both knew each other after getting paired up for a History project. It’s not much of a lie since you did meet because of History.

“I’m surprised Dabi managed to stick around me this long,” you reply nervously, trying to make light of the situation. It seems you only made it worse when Enji’s sharp eyes bote onto yours.

“Dabi?” He inquires, head tilting to the side. The rest of the Todorokis are quiet except him. “You call him that?”

You nod, stomach churning. Any time now and you might just throw up. “You call him by that name, huh?” He chuckles hollowly, shaking his head. “Imagine my surprise when I saw you here, much less as Touya’s infamous girlfriend. If I didn’t know better, he just hired you as a fake girlfriend to run away from tradition.”

Tradition. Right. Dabi has mentioned to you once that his parents were arranged. He’s told you how he knows his father doesn’t really love his mom. You know about the abuse and the way he treats his family.

“Well, that’s where you’re wrong because what Dabi－,” you pause, turning briefly to look at him, “Touya. What Touya and I have is pretty much real.”

Enji scoffs, a large, heavy palm slapping on the smooth surface of their mahogany table. “Tell me that again when you’re still here a year from now.”

“Sure,” you smile, cheeks aching with how forced it is. It baffles you how Dabi’s father has all the authority in this household －how no one dares to object or talk back.

Todoroki Enji decides to surprise when deep chuckles start escaping his lips. “You,” he points a finger at you, “I like you. You’re brave. Not a single person in this household can face me like that. You’re too good for that boy,” he nods over Dabi’s direction. From your peripheral, you can see just how tight Dabi’s hands are clenched, and you reach over to place one over his.

“Actually, he’s too good for me,” you quip back. You have no idea where this sudden surge of confidence is coming from, but that doesn’t matter. You need to say what you have to say. You wouldn’t be seeing this family ever again after this anyways. “Touya is actually a good man. He’s more than what meets the eye. Maybe you’ll know that if you paid enough attention to him － and all your children, honestly.”

There’s no taking back what you just spewed out. Too stunned, you aren’t aware of the smug smirk and raised eyebrows Dabi is sporting. You don’t see the way Natsuo is trying to fight off his smile. Mrs. Todoroki and Fuyumi have a hand in their faces and Shouto, for the first time since you arrived, looks at you wholly and quite in awe. With your blood rushing in your ears and heart beating erratically, you open your mouth to excuse yourself, but Dabi beats you to it.

“Now if you would just excuse us.” And he’s tugging on your hand. You whisper out a quiet “I’m sorry,” when you pass by Rei, and you’re out of the front door.

“So,” you grin, hugging the mug of hot chocolate to your chest with your feet tucked beneath you. “On a scale of one to ten, how good was I at ruining your family’s dinner?”

After that whole dinner fiasco, you both just decided to go home to your apartment. Dabi is currently sprawled over the other end of your couch, his feet perched on the coffee table (you told him three times already to put it down) and three of his shirt buttons are undone. He’s got his own cup of hot chocolate on his hand, the other playing with the frills of your throw pillow.

“An eleven,” he grins back at you. He leans over and places his mug on the table. “That took guts.”

You nod. “It did. It just didn’t sit right with me how he talked about you like that, like － I remember you telling me how he used to be all over you as a child, but after Shouto was born, he neglected all of you. He isn’t － That’s not － What kind of father does that?” You sigh, groaning when you remember Rei and the rest of his siblings had to witness that.

“That is so embarrassing. I’m pretty sure your mom hates me now.”

“Trust me,” Dabi chuckles, sitting upright and moving closer to you, “she does not. You should have seen Natsu. He was about to lose it.”

“Still,” you press, throwing him a dirty look. “Who talks like that to their boyfriend’s dad on the first meeting?”

Dabi stares at you, turquoise eyes brighter than ever. “So I’m your boyfriend now?”

You’re pretty sure your heart just skipped a beat at that. “I mean, t-technically. Right? That was － That was what we － That was what we were pretending to be.”

Reality dawns on you again. This is all pretend. No matter how warm Rei and his sibling welcomed you, no matter how much Rei adored you, you’ll never see them again. This is a one time thing － something beneficial for the two of you. And as much as it breaks your heart that you got attached to Dabi that fast, you try to hide your sadness by saying, “at least I won’t see them again, so technically, talking back to your dad is fine.”

“Do you want to though?”

“I － What?”

Dabi leans closer. “Do you want to stop pretending?”

You don’t answer. You can’t answer. “Is this a trick question?”

He goes closer. The tips of his hair are grazing your forehead. Even this close, Dabi seems to be looming over you. “I wouldn’t mind making it real.”

“I really don’t want to see your father again,” you whisper. Dabi barely closes the gap between the two of you, nose touching yours.

“We can arrange that.”

more notes: tbh this kind of strayed, uh, kinda far from the bad boy x straight a student au but that’s just because most of what i plan ends up straying kind of far from the original idea. but never mind that, i’m happy with how this turned out. EXCUSE ME THAT LAST LINE? WITH THE ARRANGE THING? HELLO? AM I GIVING MYSELF TOO MUCH CREDITS? I MIGHT BE, BUT I DON’T CARE. also ze (´ ▽｀) if you ever get tagged by me on another dabi fic, it’s just me making up for this late post i am sorry.

#dabi x reader #dabi #dabi fluff #dabi angst #dabi scenarios #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha angst #bnha fluff #omfg my first dabi fic bye

[thedancefloorsilly]

Hello Darling! Would you mind writing a few headcanons for Killua with a candymaker S/O?

I really love your writing and your theme.

Good day —🌹

Hey anon!! ah of course of course I love this idea :D and omg thank you so much that means a lot !! and im glad u like my theme hehe <3 hope u have a good day too :))

- To start off, Killua always knew you had some sort of a knack for making sweets!! You love to bake together with him, making the most delicious desserts such and cookies and brownies and other stuff of that sort.

- You would also often bring Killua (and sometimes Gon) some candy stored in your pocket knowing how much of a sweet tooth the boy(s) had. It become a custom for him and Gon to always ask for new treats every time you were around, the candies were just THAT good. But they also weren’t aware of how you were the ones making them. 

- So it didn’t take long for Killua to finally ask where the HECK he can buy those candy. He was willing to spend a whole fortune with all the money he had just to get his hands on them. But once you told him that all this time you were the ones making the candy, he couldn’t help but to be shocked! 

- You had to clarify that you were a literal candy maker to him, which made him even more surprised! How did he not know that his beloved s/o was a candy maker? Killua honestly just assumed that you always had candy on you. if you can make candy for him. He’s going to try and ask you in the most innocent tone with that cheeky look on his face. 

- Something he ALWAYS asks you is if you can make chocolate robots. Even though you don’t have the exacttt recipe to make them, it’s basically just chocolate in the mold of a robot (so how hard could it be?). A few days later, you surprised Killua with a whole BASKET full of them and his other favorite treats, too. This boy just looked at you with stars in his eyes, greedily taking the basket out of your hands just to eye at all his sweets. 

- But of course, you didn’t take offense to it because you could tell how much Killua appreciated it with the look on his!! The first thing that boy did was start to eat at the chocolates right away. If you hadn’t told him to slow down, Killua would’ve eaten everything right on the spot!! After he finally get a hold of himself, that’s when Killua will finally tell you how appreciative he is of the gift, giving you a little kiss to show his gratitude!!

- Sometimes you love making him baskets full of candy for any special holidays or his birthday. This is different from the usual gifts you give him because you always put your heart out into these!! The decorations of the basket is always so pretty, and fits the theme of whatever special ocassion you’re celebrating! Seeing how much thought you put into these gifts makes Killua blush. 

- He’ll also ask you if you can make him some sweets to give Alluka!! He knows for a fact that she’s never tried any of your candy before but he KNOWS that she’ll love it. Even though Alluka isn’t that much of a sweet tooth when it comes to chocolate, she can never get enough of those gummy candy!! Killua will ask nicely if you can make something special just for his beloved sister :)

#🌹 #hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh killua #killua zoldyck #killua hxh #killua fluff #killua headcanons #killua hcs #hxh headcanons #hxh fluff #killua #hunter x hunter killua #hunter x hunter headcanons #hunter x hunter hcs #hxh hcs

[guqin-and-flute]

Cave Adventures: I’m Pretty Sure They Just Got Married [Episode 6]

[TRANSCRIPT BELOW]

(1)

WWX: AAAAAH FUCK

(2) WWX: PJJAISDFJASOA ah jeez it's up my n O S E how does ariel make this look good?

(3) LWJ: oh no it's just him and me AND THE GAY THOUGHTS u can't run from gay thoughts in an enclosed space wangji u IDIOT

WWX: oh fuck it's really up in there all up in my brain-case that's cold as shit my brain is a fucking slushie rn

(4) WWX: kind of a weird place for a first date

LWJ: shut up

WWX: i guess it's nice that it's sparkly did u decorate it urself

LWJ: shut UP

WWX: sort of an obscure wet t-shirt contest, huh

LWJ:[slightly overrunning end of sentence] SHUT UP

(5) Fancy qin: hey mtv and welcome to my crib

LWJ: it's very uhhh...wet

(6) LWJ: oh thank god a distraction

WWX: lan zhan hold me i'm cold and vulnerable and stuff i'm shivering invitingly and everything

LWJ: i can't i lost my...hands shit

WWX: ...this is lame :(

(7) WWX: lan zhaaaaaaaaaaaan why are u ignoring meeeee stringed instruments are NOT more interesting than my whiniiiiing on a more serious note, i cannot feel my feet

LWJ: are u a magical wish granting zither if so pls help i am running from gay thoughts their name is wei ying

Fancy qin: lol

(8) WWX: here i come! devastatingly cute delightfully disheveled devilishly moist (?) boop de doop S U B M IT  T O  M Y  C H A R M  D A M M I T

(9) Fancy qin: N O P E begone THOT

(10) WWX: #casual drowning

(11)

LWJ: ngl that was some funny shit i think u actually made me grow a sense of humor just by eating shit so hard just now congrats thanks zither

Fancy qin: ur welcome

LWJ: dammit he's even hot when he's drowning fuck let the exertion of repression of your extremities

(12) WWX: FULL OFFENSE UR STRING THING SUCKS ASS THIS DATE IS TERRIBLE

LWJ: not a date not my string thing i fully support its choices tho also shut up

WWX: fuck u man

Fancy qin: u sure about that wangji

(13) Fancy qin: kiss_the_girl.mp3 volume: 100% bass: +10

(14)

WWX: oh sweet, that means i AM ariel

LWJ: dammit magical wish granting zither i thought  u were on my side turns out u had an agenda all along a gay one what am i supposed to do, tell him how i FEEL? repression is one of the 3,500 gusulan rules it's why our cultivation is so powerful

(15) WWX: oh hey look rabbits

LWJ: what the fuck

Rabbits: we're rabbits!

LWJ: yeah no i get that but w h y

Rabbits: well ur gonna need witnesses for ur wedding, right?

why...are we rabbits?

what are u asking

(16) WWX: damn this is a weird proposal but i am INTO IT a marriage??? for me????

(17)

LWJ: UGH. FINE.

WWX: yaaaay! :D

(18) Headband: fwip fwap fwoop

WWX: Pikachu i choose u

LWJ: those are ur VOWS??

WWX: yeah what are urs?

LWJ: i vow to never let u fall off any cliffs even if u want to

WWX: that's weirdly specific

(19) LWJ: THERE. HAPPY?

WWX: ye :)

LWJ: yeah me too actually fuck

LWJ's hand: hand clench of questionable repression

(20) LWJ: gotta go pay our respects to the magical wish granting zither granting wishes i didn't even know i had or was maybe desperately trying to run from who knows it's a mystery

WWX: eeeeeeee eeeeeeee it's so pretty look at it eeeeeee eeeeeee

(21)

LWJ: oh random cave zither thank u for opening my eyes my heart and my wallet to this man beside me

Fancy zither: ur welcome bb

WWX: i mean...i take more credit for being tenaciously persistent but

LWJ: u mean obscenely annoying

WWX: potato, tomato oh sweet what does THIS button do?

(22) LWJ: u stop that retract thine hand, wretch

WWX: what an incredibly phallic way to stop me, honey

(23) WWX: fuckin rude

LWJ: magical. wish granting. zither. old as balls. clan heirloom. touch not

WWX: well i'm clan now so the rabbits said

(24) WWX: ok i won't touch it... i'll just TOUCH IT

LWJ: LITERALLY STOP WHAT IS WRONG WITH U we've been married for 17 seconds and i already want to tie u up and not for the right reasons no fuckin touchy, bro

(25)

LWJ: I ' M gonna touch it

WWX: how is that fair

LWJ: complain to hr

WWX: of marriage??? i'm telling ur brother ur being mean to me

(26) LWJ: OH HOLY SHIIIIIT

(27) WWX: what did u experience?

LWJ: seagulls.

WWX: that's...weird. is this something that happens...regularly?

LWJ: yeah wei ying i regularly have bird related hallucinations i'm not huaisang

(28) Walls: rah rah rah we are the walls of expositional historical murder!

LWJ: OH GOD NOW THE WALLS ARE SHOUTING pls tell me u hear that too

WWX: holy shit this is a weird date

(29) Lan Yi: yeah, i can hear it

(30) WWX: what in the freezer burned HELL

LWJ: did that zither just...talk?

WWX: no it's a random lady

LWJ: that's WEIRDER

(31) Lan Yi: hiii i'm your semi dead ex clan leader and these rabbits are my roommates i gave them little headbands aren't they cute? pls help i'm so lonely

Rabbit: rude

(32) WWX: this is fucking wild is this where all the ladies are? u guys keep them in caves? that doesn't seem very ethical

LWJ: well when we leave them out in the open, the plot gets them and they die

(33) Lan Yi: u guys are cute weird choice for a honeymoon, tho

WWX: first date too, actually if u don't count illicit dueling

LWJ: yeah the lava pits at the nightless city cancelled our reservation so

Lan Yi: hate it when that happens

(34) Lan Yi: anyway, i became all corporeal and shit to show u this this rock is evil as fuck. it didn't used to be but now it is and that's a problem for everyone who likes living including rabbits

LWJ: shit we gotta save the rabbits wei ying

WWX: well and everyone else, right? ...lan zhan everyone else too, right??

(35) WWX: listen what if we got it some therapy rock therapy some good ol' geological counseling like showed it that it could change and be a good rock again or at least an okay rock

(36) LWJ: ...ok i know i vowed to support u

WWX: u actually said something ominous about cliffs but ok

LWJ: but i literally think u gave me an aneurysm just then that's the stupidest thing i've ever heard anyone--

(37) Lan Yi: funny u should mention that actually i had the same thought

LWJ: ...my god

(38) WWX: cool!

Lan Yi: it ended with me spitting up blood and living as a semi-corporeal crazy rabbit lady without my wife she got the mountain in the divorce

WWX: oh...so no?

Lan Yi: yeah, no

LWJ: YEAH NO

(39) Lan Yi: u should deffo go find the rest they start acting real fucked up around each other might feel like a heart attack might BE a heart attack idk just wander around a bit u'll get there

(40) WWX: ...cool

LWJ: what in the hell sort of directions are those

(41) Lan Yi: yep! well anyway, now seems a good a time as any to evaporate so i think i'll just...do that don't forget to feed my rabbits or i'll leave u a 1 star review on ghost yelp

(42) WWX/LWJ: MA'AM?? MA'AM? ? U DIDN'T TELL US WHERE WE'RE GOING ISN'T THAT STANDARD QUESTING MATERIAL?? PLS RESPOND

Lan Yi: nope. git gud have fun with ur new evil rock congrats on ur marriage

BONUS WUXIAN:

[here are more irreverently summarized scene bits]

#back at it again with a scene NO ONE REQUESTED 👌👌👌 (oops) #Literally just spurred from Wangji's 'wtf are you doing' face when Wuxian tries to touch the qin a second time #brief summary #my stuff #hey this is the first one I DIDN'T finish at 4 am go me #cql crack #untamed crack #I HAVE UPDATED THE TRANSCRIPT WITH THE NEW FORMAT